fuckmeat's medieval bedchamber ~ open OOC chat for the deviant and depraved.

[fuckmeat]

her gaze dropped remorsefully as he spoke to her, making it crystal clear what she was to him. she shook her head mutely in reply to his question, knowing that the best she could hope for was that he would choose to use her for his own pleasure. the drool she was producing made her feel as dirty as he ever thought she was.

she dared to spread herself shoulder width as before, her pelvic floor clamping hard on the vibrating toy crammed into her.

 

[Leopald]

He released her jaw and resumed brutally slapping her body once more. He held nothing back as her tits, stomach, ass, thighs, and arms soon all shared the warm glow of blood rushing under the surface of the abused skin. He stopped suddenly, then growled something about consequences if she dared to close her thighs. Then he began rhythmically slapping her cunt, feeling the smooth plastic of the base of the toy as he did.

Cum for me, worthless cunt. Enjoy your throws of ecstasy with the knowledge that I will tire of you very soon, and leave you strung up for anyone to use as they please...

 

[fuckmeat]

sir's assault on her was brutal but still pleasure warred with the pain she experienced. his slaps took her breath away and she hung there helplessly. she moaned at his words, surprised and pleased that he wanted her to cum.

after repressing the tide of sensation for so long, sir's words flipped a switch inside her and as slaps rained on her cunt she bucked into orgasm. she milked the toys inside her, humping the air futilely. she wanted to thank him but he would never understand her. she hoped her eyes were eloquent enough.

 

[Leopald]

He watched with a cold smile as he watched the girl buck the air like a whore begging silently to be fucked.

He picked up a knife and swiftly cut the rope holding her wrists. He didn't bother trying to catch her form, though. Instead he worked on slowly freeing his hardening manhood.

On your knees at my feet, bitch.

 

[fuckmeat]

she fell to the floor like a sack of flour and then crawled on her hands and knees towards him. she didn't need to look up to know that a triumphant sneer was pasted across his features. she knelt at his feet, wondering if she would be able to handle the ball gag. she had never been skullfucked like this before and she tried to control her breathing, inhaling deep breaths in preparation for his assault on her throat.

she stared at his cock, treating it like the loaded weapon it was. her eyes were moist even before he started.

 

[Leopald]

Grabs a firm handful of his slut's hair and jams his length into her ringed mouth, forcing quickly back through to her throat. He didn't so much fuck her throat as he did use his cock as another weapon to cause her harm. The head of his shaft never left her tight throat as he abused it.

As his hips pounded into her face, a low continuous groan emerged from his sneered lips.

My little fucking piece of meat loves to please cocks, doesn't she?

 

[fuckmeat]

she couldn't reply, couldn't even breathe as he brutalised her throat. she held her breath for as long as possible, retching violently on his cock. her eyes began to roll and her head clouded. thick saliva dripped down her chin and onto her clamped tits.

 

[Leopald]

He tossed her to the ground and straddled her chest as his hand began furiously stroking his member. In a few moments, he was emptying the contents of his balls on her abused face.

He took a moment to collect himself, then stood up. He reached down and slapped her tits once more.

Clean yourself up, cunt.

 

[fuckmeat]

This thread is now open again, if there's anyone around here who still gives a shit.

 

[Nina327]

Why woulndt there be? You have a great room here!

Everything OK?

 

[fuckmeat]

Just peachy hon. Bless you for asking.

 

[Nina327]

Just peachy hon. Bless you for asking.

yea.. i just read your other post... New around here.. So I don't see all the drama and undercurrent shit yet. I feel it thought.. don't get me wrong! I'm not trying to sound like an ass here.. but it really is no one's business what your life is offline.. or what your doing.. for shit sake this is online... fuck-um!

I have read most of whats going on that you have posted for RL. I'd hug you but that's not my way and I just met you! You just need to keep finding your happy place when ever the fuck you need it.

I am glad you reopened this room though... I have been dying to say hello!

 

[fuckmeat]

Oh to be a carefree noob again.

I didn't care and still don't but keeping quiet was just allowing others to run their mouths unchecked. This week things escalated even further and today I feel compelled to refute the crap that's been going around. It's not usually my style, trust me.

But I'm glad you're enjoying Lit and finding your way around. My room has been neglected of late, so please do make yourself at home.

 

[Nina327]

Ha ha ha... care free... I am guessing that's where I sit!... feeling drama but not discerning it yet.. Me thinks I may keep my noob glasses just for that!

Even though it may not be your style it was a brilliant piece of 'back-the-fuck-off'!!

Your room is neglected no more! I love it here. AND... if no one is using the bed... its mine now.

She unlaces her boots, pulls them off and tucks them under the bed. Crawling in to the middle she stretches out and pulls the blankets from the side over her form...

bit dusty... hmmm.. don't care.. its comfy...

Oh.. and a fair warning to those trying to wake me. Watch the blades.. they are everywhere!

A pleasure to meet you fm

 

[Nina327]

Waking to the quiet she rubs sleep from her face and crawls back out of the sooo comfy bed in search of coffee and a bath....

Morning all

 

[Nina327]

The door bounds open and she trudges in soaking wet, dripping everywhere and shoving the door closed against torrential rain.

Good it's still quiet in here.

She drips across the room, leather boots squeaking, to drag a low table and a chair close to the fire place. She rekindles, stacks and coaxes a roaring fire to life and proceeds to peel off her wet clothing. As she strips she lays her babies out on the low table. Each article of clothing making the puddle on the floor larger as she fights to get the drenched material off her shivering form. She spreads them out on the hearth and turns her boots upside down, leaning them on either side of the mouth of the fireplace.

That done she pulls dry clothing out of her pack and pulls them on as fast as her numb fingers would allow. Returning to her pack she pulls out her blade box and settles into the chair letting the radiant warmth drive away her chill. Freezing in summer is never fun. she thinks half allowed as she unlocks her blade box and takes out a soft cloth. She rubs each blade and handle until dry placing all but her neck knife, which she buffs and hangs around her neck, in her armory box. Locking the box she slips it in her bag, leans back in the chair resting her feet on the table closer to the fire and watches the flames lick the logs....


Well I did get my bath....

 

[Nina327]

now quite dry.... she piles everything back in her bag, slips on her boots and walks out....

 

[yeishia]

I wander into the chamber , I have so missed my sister, I can still smell her essence......

Lord it is hot!

I feel like I am melting. Pouring myself a cold drink of water I sit down on the edge of the bed, running the cold glass across my forehead , lost in the refreshing coolness of the crystal against my skin.

 

[Leopald]

He wanders in aimlessly, gazing around the room until he spots his dearheart sitting on the edge of the bed, apparently cooling herself with a glass of water. She looks lost in the moment, so he silently steps out, only to return moments later with a large glass of ice.

He seats himself next to her and slides an arm around her side, pulling her close.

Hello, little one. I've missed you...

A single cube of ice is slid across her neck as he kisses her cheek softly.

Need some help cooling off?

 

[yeishia]

Her eyes still closed shivering in delight at the cool ice on her fevered skin, coupled with his softly spoken words...little one.

Mmmmmmm... so good.

Need help cooling off? she was already a puddle and for all the wrong reasons ........so hot so very hot

Please I think I should love that.......

 

[Leopald]

His fingers guide the small frozen cube down her throat, as his lips find hers. The ice pauses and moves in small circles on her upper chest as his free hand pops a pair of buttons open. A tongue slips into her mouth, prodding and exploring, wrestling gently with her, while the ice slips into her now exposed cleavage.

It rides up the top of one breast, then the other, before finally melting enough to be unusable. He pulls the diminished block up and slips it into her mouth, barely breaking the kiss. Her blouse is only partially open now, but enough for the fresh ice to caress her chest lovingly.

He realizes with a start that she's wearing his favorite bra, a lacy little number that hardly covered much. It was still hidden by the top, but his fingers had grazed enough for recognition. His groin stirs impatiently and his breath catches a bit at the mental image. A remembrance of things past and missed sorely.

Is that the outfit I think it is? No wonder you're burning up, silly...

 

[yeishia]

Twin sensations; hot lips on hers, tongues in a familiar dance not forgotten and the burning cold of melting ice.

Goose bumps dancing in its wake, as it glides across her sensitive flesh exposed by his naughty fingers, up to no good, or some good, depending on your view point. She feels herself shiver in delight as the remainder is eased between her lips, cavorting for an instant with their entwined tongues before it is gone.

Ummmmm she presses close to his lips as if she would follow its path....

Her breathing becomes ragged as another ice cube traces her heated breasts dripping, causing small riverlets, which meander across their surfaces and down between them, intent on exploring the delights barely hidden by the lacy jade bra she is almost wearing.

Is that the outfit I think it is? No wonder you're burning up, silly...

She opens her eyes , eyes now mirroring the color of her bra.

You like? she purrs remembering also..... She lifts a finger to trace his jaw line smiling slightly.

Perhaps you can take care of my little problem Sir? She arches towards him her head thrown back, lips slightly open, causing her long wavy lock to spill in silky confusion downwards in a joyous tumble.


Feels soooooo gooood!

 

[Leopald]

He deftly works the rest of the buttons, each freed reveals more of the quivering flesh. His head dips down and his tongue barely traces the path of the ice on her skin. Both now tease the very edges of the bra, the soft, luscious flesh barely contained in it, while the last button pops free. The faint taste of delicious salty sweat rewards him as his lips close and suck the last of that cube from between the mounds.

He reaches up and pulls the straps of her blouse down and off her shoulders, not even paying mind as it falls in a pile on the bed. He's too busy running his fingernails down her back, over offending bra clasp, then moving on.

He opens his eyes and drinks in her beauty once again, having missed it sorely.

I would love to help with all your problems, little one.

Fingers dance over a clasp, and the bra comes loose. He gently slides if forward and away, adding it to the blouse on the bed. A fresh piece of ice is held between his lips, his hands grasp both lovely breasts, and the ice drifts from one protruding nub to the other. He smiles with it still between his teeth.

His hands remain in place as he watches her eyes and drags his cold lips down her stomach. It was time to find out if she'd worn the matching set of panties.

 

[yeishia]

So many sensations, she was hot before and now she was quite simply on fire. Her senses all straining, all wanting fulfillment, each one jostling for position; the goose bumps, the fine hairs on her skin, his fingernails enticing her skin …

Oh Lord....

How her nipples strained, aching under the ministrations of the ice held between his practiced fingers. How had she gotten semi- naked? awareness surfaced for a second as their eyes locked, both twin mirrors of their shared want and desires, but soon she was lost once gain to sensation, as she felt his cold lips traveling down towards her belly.

Arching upwards, unabashed she moaned out her need to him.

Leoooo!

 

[Leopald]

His fingers found the hem of her skirt and his grin broadened. A small zipper pulled down, a pat to signal a lift of her hips, and the skirt with jade panties trapped inside fell to the floor.

Almost immediately, his ice-bound lips found her heated sex as his head dipped between her thighs. The hot and cold mixed as his teeth and tongue played at her protruding clit. A single finger pushed its way up through her folds, penetrating slowly, then rocking back and forth within her.

His eyes never left hers while his mouth locked on her button, teasing just enough to drive her wild. After several minutes, he withdrew his fingers and kissed his way up her body, his lips still covered in her taste as they met hers. He guided her hands to his button-up shirt and pulled his mouth free long enough to speak.

Do you still remember how to please me with your mouth, little one?

His fingers played at her nipples as he waited for her to relieve him of his shirt and khakis, and begin her work on his hardening manhood, which threatened to spring free of his pants, regardless.