That howl of pleasure was a reward to her climaxing body, her hand and walls doing as best as she could to milk him of that seed as she flows over him in that instant.

Rhaine realized that he was far from sated though as his hands press against her lusciously, heat flaring to the points that he squeezes with those hands of his.

She looks a little pouty, not totally dissatisfied of course but concerned that they might be stopping so soon before a grin spreads over her features. Of course he was right.

Her clothes should be alright here as she casts a quick glance to them with her crimson eyes then back at him.

She nods. “OK … but … a request ...”

She blushes just a little as she considers it. When or rather if he inquires about her request her blush only deepens as she pauses for a moment.

“Will Master show me how strong he is and carry me there?” Her intentions made, she was hoping that he would comply and bring her there just like this but she's ready to climb down off him if needs be too. He was Master after all and it was by his wishes to comply with or deny the request.

"That should be easy enough," he said in response to her request, "although not like this, I'm afraid." Somewhat reluctantly, he lifted her off his shaft and adjusted his grip on her, one arm supporting her legs and another going around her body with the hand resting on her breast. After giving her time to adjust her position, he picked up her clothes. "I assume you're going to want these again… eventually," he said before starting off through the forest.

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The clearing had nothing in particular to distinguish it from numerous others around the island other than its proximity to the campus, which made it ideal for a clandestine meeting like the one Rhaine would be suggesting to Etolie. Some of the buildings could be seen between the trees near one path if one was looking for them, but distance and trees would still allow for plenty of privacy.

Kakumaoh set her clothes down on a rock. "Ready for more, or do you need a bit more time to ork out how to get here from the school?" he asked. He was prepared to give her as much time as she needed for that; after all, their plan wouldn't work if someone failed to show up.

“AW,” she was adjusted in his grasp easy enough, the warmth of his hands spreading over her as he grasped her. She nods at needing those clothes later on, a clear indication that from the clearing she'd be returning to the dorms. It was by far easier after all.

Her hand stretched up curling about his neck delivering small kisses to his chest as they went, feeling the heat of that hand upon her full melon.

Once they had been at the clearing though she takes a moment to orientate herself seeing some of the structures around she nods a bit afterward.

Pointing she brings his attention to a nearby path.

“I've been here before. That trail leads to the sports field right? Some of the girls would come here after soccer practice for picnics or other get togethers after practice.”

If it were the correct clearing she knew it. It was close enough to the campus where it shouldn’t cause too much attention.

"Yes, it does," he answered; he'd often used that very trail to get close enough to scout gym classes for students worthy of his future attention. "And, since you know where you are…" His voice trailed off as he shifted his grasp again, two hands taking hold of her ass as he lowered her back onto his hard shaft. Her wet pussy easily accepted him; it seemed she was just as ready for a long session of 'payment' as he was.

He confirmed where they were and she did so as well with a final look about herself she confirms it as well before his hold shifts on her taking her by the ass and adjusting how he held her.

Of course she was angled against the very tip of him, a moan parting her lips as he pressed up against her for she knew what to expect at this stage.

“Master!” Her head tips back as she feels him begin to lower her. Her passage ripples, parting as he stretches her though if it weren't for the occasional other guest her passage would have sculpted around him.

She was indeed wet still eagerly accepting the warmth of him within the chalice of her body, wrapping herself against him in tight folds.

Her hands set themselves on his shoulders drawing herself up then down his length taking in what she could given his large size.

He brings her down his length and she moans, he feeling as good as always.

She quickly begins riding him, her motions working in concert with his to drive them towards their next climaxes. Her delightful moans as her walls embraced him drove him to drive into her harder and faster, his shaft hitting her most sensitive spots with each thrust.

As her reactions made it clear that she was on the brink, he released inside her, filling her with his hot cum again.

Her fingers press to his shoulders as her head tips back, a stark cry leaving her lips as her legs do their best to encircle his back, locking over one another. She mewls as those sacred spots inside her are hit time and time again as sweet friction rolls over her.

The feel of his urgent thrusts inside her turn her on as her passage is slick with her desire. It is a huge turn on that Master wishes to be inside her.

She tightens reflexively, her juices riding out around him as she then feels the throb of him inside her against her passage as he takes her, fills her with his thick seed to the point that his cock serves in similar fashion to a piece of cork preventing him from leaking out as he serves as a natural stopper in this case.

Her hands tighten against his shoulders briefly as she cums, her body coming to relax against that throbbing length allowing him to take over the pace as she draws in air to her depleted lungs, her chest heaving as she draws herself up by pulling on his shoulders, her lips dashing against his neck, her tongue darting out on occasion against him then.

Her climax served to prolong his, his demonic release filling her as much as she could take while her walls tightened, trying to milk him of every last drop of cum. Whether because of his general treatment of her over time or his agreement to help with her current problem, she exhibited no trace of the fear and reluctance that students usually had in this position. He suspected the former, as he had seen similar before with both her and Daphnee, but it didn't really matter; if she was willing to give herself up to his desires and save him having to bother looking for a worthwhile partner, the reason was beside the point.

As their orgasms died down, he lifted her off his shaft. Whether or not she wanted more, she'd almost certainly need a little time to recover from that. As far as he was concerned, at this point it was entirely up to her how much more she did to pay him for his help. Then again, he'd have let her end the payment before they'd left the lakeshore if she'd wanted; the long-term benefits and possibility of dealing with the one that got away were worth it.

“UH!” She moaned as he had lifted her off that wonderful rod, she felt empty then but knew it was best to take him on in smaller spurts least she exhaust herself too quick. And since there had been very little fear in exhausting him at all she did not pull way from him.

Had he not shown that he possessed stamina she may have considered making sure he was well rested and while today she was not going to exhaust him or try to push him as close to that state as possible it had been upon her mind that he would focus more on Etolie when the time came.

Thinking about that had bestowed just a twinge of jealousy within her that soon passed given the situation on the island and the very nature of things. At least in her mind she had sought to excel as best as she could and thus did so now as she reached out to that shaft of his entwining her fingers about the base as she gripped him firmly as she got onto her knees.

Licking the underside of his length rather slowly her tongue swirled against the tip of that hardness as her hand swept over him, up and down as she cast her crimson eyes up at him as if seeking guidance as to how to continue. She used what she witnessed as a guide, whether to speed up or slow down.

Her other hand stroking first over the inside of his thigh then up to one of his testes, fingers smoothing over it as her mouth begins to twist against him as she presses down, tasting both him and herself on that glistening rod.

She quickly put her mouth and hands to work, delightfully stimulating his shaft with her skills. She would see few signs that she was doing anything wrong on his face; she had had plenty of chances to learn from their previous encounters, and she clearly remembered well what worked best. A brief look of amusement would cross his face when her hand went to caress what she thought were his balls but were actually retracted tentacles he'd felt no need to use here for quite some time; she wasn't the first to make this mistake, and she probably wouldn't be the last. He made no move to correct her, though; her caresses there were still quite enjoyable, even if they didn't have quite the effect she was going for.

He moaned in pleasure as her lips slid down his length; it wouldn't take too long for her to drive him to another climax if she worked at it.

And work she did. She was diligent in her tasks in serving him. Twice now she had experience in dealing with him. More so from the last time that they had been together when she had delved into this far more frequently and got a better idea of what he had enjoyed.

She applied that knowledge now to better serve him though he had made no commands of her to do so. She at least wanted him to have his full, even though the intent was not to try to exhaust him for tomorrow she needed him ready.

Perhaps she might manage it for the first time tomorrow, there was a fleeting thought that reached her eyes as she smiled around him as she took him in deeply.

Her head bobbing against his tip while one hand worked over the tentacle unaware of what it was. Her pace increased with the increased speed of her mouth and hand upon him.

Tomorrow with Etolie's unwitting assistance there might be and outside chance of it. She would try in force then for her Master seeing that his focus was going to be on the rich girl for the most part.

Right now she just wanted to get him to cum, to taste his nectar that punctuated his own exclamation of pleasure.

She worked with the effort and enthusiasm he'd come to expect from her. Even if he hadn't had his other reasons, keeping her willing to give her body in return for what were really minor favors alone would have been enough to convince him to help her get revenge on Etolie.

Her past experience with him would soon pay off, as the taste of his precum on her tongue would alert her to his imminent climax.

Her eyes light up as if someone flipped a switch inside her as she tastes that bit of pre on her tongue. She had not been too greedy as far as favors went seeing that the likelihood of having minor ones bestowed were far greater, it was not as if she were asking him to explain the nature of this place, which she never had.

In her mind all that did not matter much, even though she was nearing the end of her first year here she had no urgent desire to think of what happened in the future.

Simply put she was trying to make it through one day at a time and the whole Etolie situation, if it persisted, was far worse and more of a priority.

When she feels the taste of him though, just that little sample she tightens her lips against him as best as she can, her mouth bobbing back and forth rapidly as her hand twists over the remainder of his length as the other fondles those tentacles that she mistakes as balls, her eyes cast up, watching his face as she speeds up that pace, her tongue pressing and swirling against the entrapped length.

She started working his shaft harder and faster almost as soon as the precum touched her tongue. For a brief moment, a knowing smile flashed across his face. "You really want this, don't you?" he asked between grunts of pleasure. The answer was obvious, not that she could reply at the moment anyway.

Her efforts were rewarded before too long, as the promised release filled her mouth. As he had in the past, he left her free to choose whether to pull away or not as she chose.

She grins around that tool, her mouth stretched out around it though she was to occupied to answer. Her smile reached her eyes though and rather than pull away to answer she found that it was rather rude to speak with her mouth full.

Besides, that answer was quite obvious as she got caught up in this moment, bobbing up and down him faster, urged on by her need to make him cum.

That throbbing warmth told her how close he was and she was determined not to stop until she felt him explode within her mouth, gulping down mouthfuls of that essence as he came.

But even as he erupts within her she simply slows down that pace rather than stopping completely drawing every drop of cum she could out of him.

Rhaine was so hot right now, she wanted more but at the same time knew that it might be a bit of bad luck on her part to indulge those desires now. She even had to fight that need to touch herself as she bobbed back and forth along his length.

Finally she pulls off that length and grins, looking at the impressive size before looking up. “I couldn't have Master going about dirt, now, could I”