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

[yeishia]

She was on auto pilot putty in his hands, um un oh mn she groaned out as she felt the ice, then fire of his mouth, on her swollen clit. Pushing against his insistent finger, on the verge of ecstasy rocking in tandem with its hypnotic motion

The only constant were his eyes holding her captive, telling her silently that she should wait, and wait she did even when his mouth blazed a fiery trail, back to her swollen mouth, even as her own juices mingled with his kisses and almost brought her over the brink of her own fulfillment..... she held back.

This was their game and she remembered it well. True to form his actions, and his next words has her smiling in delight

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

Her fingers flew over the buttons of his shirt, probably shocking even him at the speed with which she bared his torso to her greedy eyes, the speed with which she unhampered his pants, the dexterity she showed at freeing his rampant manhood from his boxers using nothing but her pearly white teeth.

All the while she kept her eye contact, until in the final moment, she plucked an ice cube from the glass and placed it in her own mouth.

Kneeling between his legs, slowly she sucked him between her luscious lips, and as she withdrew from the thick length of him, with equal slowness, she used her dexterous tongue to guide the melting cube of ice along the underside of his throbbing shaft!

She released his cock, swallowing the last tiny shard, grinning up at him.

Like this Sir?

she queried innocently, while watching him intently, one hand twirling a small portion of her curls around a slender finger.

 

[Leopald]

He watches surprised as his clothing practically flying off under her care. He smiled as her teeth worked to free his manhood, then his eyes widened when she sucked a cube of ice into her mouth, then began to work on him.

He groaned as the heat and cold mixed while her mouth did its job on his length. His eyes still never left hers as his shaft disappeared into her mouth. When she pulled away and spoke, he smiled.

Oh, yes... Very good, little one.

He uses her hair to guide her back down on him, pressing fully into her throat. He slides in and out of her mouth several times, soft moans escaping his mouth as he does. But he won't let himself get too close yet. He has too much use to get out of her, yet.

He picks her up and bends her over the bed with a grin. He allows her to watch when his hand crosses her plush ass hard.

 

[yeishia]

His hand in her hair spurs her on wards, causing her to meet him stroke for stroke, no finesse just pure abandoned, enjoyment, her slurping sounds attesting to her passion and enjoyment of the cock buried deep in her throat.

She purrs as she is manhandled over the edge of the bed, as if she weighs a mere nothing and he pulls her head to watch as his hand crosses her naked ass

Yes please now.... she grinds out her ass practically begging for his touch as it strains towards him…..…………

Lord he looks so fucking good, bent over her, all male hardess and domination.

 

[Leopald]

He chuckles at her wiggling ass, then spends the next few minutes spanking her soundly. Each strike leaving a fresh red print as his other hand glides up her back to take a handful of her hair.

He pauses between his assault on her ass to tease fingers into her dripping core, before once again landing blow after blow on her ass. He knew that each strike served to bring her closer and closer to her release, but she wouldn't allow herself to without his permission. He wanted her to finish many times tonight, but not yet.

I'm gonna take my time inside you, little one. I'll remind you exactly what my cock feels like.

He moves behind her and runs his length along her slit, not prepared to enter until he hears the begging he craves from her lips. It shouldn't be long now...

 

[yeishia]

Oh Fuck! his hand on her ass feels good, so very good . She can feel her own scalding juices eating into her inner thighs as the they drip like viscous lava …ohhhhhhhhh!

Between the invasion of his fingers and his hand she is oscillating between grim determination and abject surrender!.

I'm gonna take my time inside you, little one. I'll remind you exactly what my cock feels like.

Then fucking hurry, she thinks, almost screaming for him to get to it ……

His hot cock sears the entrance to her already molten core he is truly a sadistic bastard and how she loves his play,

Twisting her head at an impossible angle she bites deeply into his wrist utterance almost unintelligible plea....

Fuck me.. fuck me now! do it do it doooooo it ..pleeeeese!

 

[Leopald]

He finally hears what he needed to, and he smiles in satisfaction, ignoring the bite as her teeth clamp on his wrist.

Your wish is my command, little one...

He presses forcefully into her, not giving her any time to accommodate him before he's thrusting hard and fast, fucking her like a man possessed. And maybe he was possessed by need, he had certainly missed giving her this treatment. His fingers gripped chunks of flesh that made up her ass, so soon after the hard series of spanks he had given her, and he used that grip to propel deeper than he had thought possible into his beloved dearheart.

He was in heaven, though her heat was reminiscent of hell. It mattered little which afterlife he'd entered, as long as it was inside this beauty. His hips thrust onwards, and he could feel his balls slapping against her dripping skin even as he pushed ever more.

 

[yeishia]

Your wish is my command, little one...

She liked that, her command ……

Knowing in her mind that he is toying with her, still the thought was very intoxicating she stifled a small giggle.

That was her last coherent thought, as he started to pound unmercifully deep inside of her. This wasa coming home, a welcoming of twin souls, slamming against one another in an attempt to become one entity. As if from a distance she could hear her own primal screaming; pleas for her release, timed between each slam of her own truant heartbeat. Lord she felt like she was dying and been reborn, each within a single instance.

It was like a fire igniting ..a rebirth!


Hot, so hot, burning up, in the fires of the one possessing her.

No longer Master, what should she scream, who should she beg for her release?

Grinding backwards, corkscrewing into the very length of him she pleaded …….

Let me cum…… please let me cummmmmm!!!!!!!

 

[Leopald]

His thrusts were relentless, tearing into her body as if he were truly trying to become one flesh with her. He could hear her screams, her pleas, and he pressed on, fueled by passion and desire. Her muscles were practically swallowing him now, drawing him ever deeper into her core, and still he pressed on.

Cum for me, little one!

He growled his statement, his hands digging further into her flesh as he drove the command home with his hips. He wasn't planning on pausing or stopping as she released, end he knew she would be clenching hard around him, trying to milk him for all he could give.

One hand released her ass and began slapping that cheek in time with his thrusts, and still he pressed on. He was determined to ride out her orgasm, even if it killed him.

 

[yeishia]

Cum for me, little one!

Needing no further urging she started to cum, rotating her cunt deeper onto hhis length, spasming and convulsing like a vice grip around his girth, moaning keening,out her desire.

His pounding was relentless and she willingly urged him onwards, she was dying, as only a woman could in the moment of her release, she wantyed him to join her, to die with her, within her, as only then could they be reborn as one!

In a single moment of exquisite clarity she began to move her kegel muscles in tandem along the length of his engorged cock, slow and hard, increasing her speed in increments, as she slamed back violently against him!

He would come…

Leo now! I need you deep within me ..Fuck me…. release , possess me as only you can..pleeese!

 

[Leopald]

Oooohhh... He had forgotten all about those vice-like muscles of hers, massaging every inch of his cock like a swedish masseuse, a deep-tissue squeezing of his sensitive member, providing an ample amount of friction to spur on his own release. And now she was begging for it.

He knew it wouldn't be long now, and in fact, he could feel it building within him. His cock was becoming even more receptive to the sensations as he thrust continuously, ever closer to his goal. His own muscles were starting to tighten even more now, as he felt his need building, until suddenly, there it was.

Oh, God... I'm cumming, little one!

Even this, he barely managed to articulate, before streams of his hot, thick seed filled her womb, over and over again as his cock spasmed deep inside her. He shivered with each spurt, until at last, his was spent.

He took several moments to gather himself, then slipped out of her slowly. He pulled her off the bed and held her in his arms, kissing her deeply. Then he guided her to her knees before him.

Clean me up, dearheart.

 

[yeishia]

Oh, God... I'm cumming, little one!

Such bliss to feel him bathing her insides. She took a deep heady breath of their combined arousal and began to cum again hers blending with his , such an indescribable sensation, a culmination of pure primal need.

Symbiosis at its best; perfection personified!

He held her cradled in his arms what seemed like an eternity his kisses a heady backdrop to the slowing of her erratic heart beat……

His touch was infinitely gentle as he guided her to him once more

Clean me up, dearheart

It was with a willing heart that she cleaned him of their combined juices, their tastes an aphrodisiac unparalleled.

As she finished she dared to climb upon his slap and ask, please hold me through out this night, allow this girl to sleep entwined with in your arms?

Her emerald eyes held his, daring to hope he would allow her this small boon........

 

[Leopald]

He smiled softly at her, his eyes drinking hers in. He guided her up onto the bed and wrapped his arms around her naked form as it pressed against his own. A soft kiss on her forehead, a hand caressing her back, and he murmurs gently in her ear.

Sleep well, dearheart...

It doesn't take him long at all to drift off, and their breathing becomes juxtaposed while dreams of the ones in their arms commence. Tomorrow could wait, as their moments were of perfection now.

 

[yeishia]

She snuggled back into his all masculine form, sated, happy, protected, yes tomorrow could wait .....she slept nestled in his loving arms, finally able to sleep perchance to dream!

 

[fuckmeat]

All are very welcome to relax and chat here but this is particularly a haven for the very deviant and depraved, whose banter might scandalise or disturb others.

Please feel free to play, relax and enjoy

burns the room down to embers and then magically summons a new, more sumptuous one

Time for a change I think. A fresh start.

The bedroom has a cosy but luxurious feel with low, romantic candlelight. Against the wall are objects of pleasure and pain; a rack holding various whips, cats, canes, paddles and floggers, a huge wooden chest with every conceivable medieval toy and implement. A St Andrew's cross and a leather upholstered bench with various straps and restraints stand waiting for use against the wall. There is an ornate wardrobe containing every sinful outfit I or my visitors could desire. A trestle is loaded with food, wine, ale and various spirits. A little apart from the general seating area is Master Leopald's chair...

Where he can relax in comfort. There is also one for minx...

Where Master can restrain her if she gets too bratty. Oh and then there's my spot...

Curled up at Master's feet when not in use.

 

[Chgris]

A dark mist drifts through the bedchamber, leaving a parchment note behind.

FM, my sympathies and best wishes to you on the passing of your Mistress.

 

[fuckmeat]

takes the note and reads it, lifting my eyes towards a slight movement in the doorway. But there's nobody there.

Thankyou Chgris.

I murmur, before tucking the note away in my dresser.

 

[Leopald]

It has been a long time, he mused as he strolled into the room. His coat flowed silently behind him, hands shoved in his pants pockets as he took in the old and new surroundings. Fingers ran along a post of the bed in remembrance. This had been the location he'd made his return, and it was a special place to him for that and for one other reason.

He moved slowly, stripping his coat and hanging it near the door. A few steps again, and he's poured himself a straight whiskey before settling into his unique chair. He sighed softly, waiting and sipping on his drink, hoping his depraved little cunt would be along soon.

She'd better not make me wait too long...

 

[fuckmeat]

she tiptoed in, pleased to see him but slightly alarmed that he had had to pour his own drink. His posture in the chair looked relaxed enough but she knew better than to think it was any indication of his mood. She dropped to her hands and knees as he glanced over and crawled over to him, stripping down to some suitable underclothes, then kneeling in front of his chair

"Master, it has been a while since you visited here. How can I serve you?"

 

[Leopald]

He looked up at his little fuckmeat as she crawled closer. A small smile, hidden by a long draw from his drink, as he relaxed more fully into the chair. His eyes closed as she asked her question, and he paused a moment before answering.

Hello, cunt. I figured I would stop by, and maybe find a use for you, if you're extremely lucky...

A small chuckle, as he turned away as if bored by her presence already.

 

[fuckmeat]

She had looked up at Master as he spoke but dropped her gaze again once his attention wandered. She took a deep but silent breath, straightened her spine and continued to kneel. Her wrists crossed at the base of her spine and she became motionless, with her back straight, her head bowed and naturally, her legs parted so his cunt was displayed and offered to him.

To a casual observer it would look like she wasn't doing anything. A casual observer would be wrong. Her muscles set into her chosen posture and her body was tensed. It took concentration not to relax or move at all. She unfocused her eyes and tried to empty her mind. If he left her there for any length of time her knees would be the first to complain. After that her neck and shoulders would become painful. Master was clearly here for a reason but that reason would involve her suffering and it could start with something as simple as making her kneel far longer than was comfortable.

She listened intently though, to his breathing, slight movements, the ice in his glass.

 

[Leopald]

He nursed his drink for several long minutes, shifting slightly every once in a while. He really liked this new chair, it contoured rather well. Comfy.

Finally, his drink was empty, and without looking, he set the glass on the floor before his girl. She was more than just a set of holes sometimes. She was a set of holes that could fetch his drinks. A crooked grin at this thought, was the only acknowledgment of her existence.

With that, he placed hi hands behind his head and counted the seconds as they ticked by.

 

[fuckmeat]

She waited long minutes until his glass appeared in front of her. Master was clearly pleased with the comfort of his new chair and shifted around in it luxuriantly, further emphasising how much lowlier her place on the floor was.

She picked up his heavy crystal glass and rose to pad over to the drinks cabinet. She poured him a refill inhaling the single malt's heady aroma and wishing she had the nerve to pour one for herself too.

Just as swiftly she was back at his side, kneeling and lifting both hands in order to offer him his drink. Once again her spine was straight but her head bowed. It was a huge tease to have him so close but to be unable to look at him and for Master to be totally uninterested in her as he sat there. Her nipples tightened and her pussy began to moisten, just from his proximity and the possibility that he might use her sexually somehow.

But there were many facets to sexual use. Only recently Master had detailed how he could keep her but not use her, let her pine for him while he fucked Minx and other, worthier women. He had fantasised about standing over her and masturbating, not letting her even try to be of use to him, not contaminating his cock by using her filthy holes. Even when he came he would jerk off into his own hand and only throw his seed at her to humiliate her once he was done. Just the memory of those words was enough to fire up the silent girl at his side. No matter how much it shamed her, she knew she would endure such 'use' by him. She was his now and would remain so until he freed her. Even then Master had options that scared her; to give her away, cast her out naked or find some fate worse than death for her. He had already taught her that there were many fates worse than death.

A shiver went down her spine as her latent arousal tried to build. To the naked eye she remained still but the gently swirling liquid in Master's glass suggested that something was stirring inside her.

 

[Leopald]

Barely even looking, he reached for the drink from her outstretched hands and took a sip.

Not bad, cunt. Of course, you'd have to be a special kind of worthless to fuck up pouring a simple drink. I doubt even you could pull that off.

Several deep swallows, and the glass was empty, and he shook his head and exhaled deeply. So delicious. He set the crystal glass back on the floor.

Come closer, thing. I have a use for you...

 

[fuckmeat]

The glass was plucked from her hands and she risked a glance upwards but Master wasn't looking at her.

Not bad, cunt. Of course, you'd have to be a special kind of worthless to fuck up pouring a simple drink. I doubt even you could pull that off.

She remained quiet. Master seemed to be in a mood that told her not to try speaking out of turn. He had not asked her a question, so she simply dropped her hands, crossed them behind her once more and continued to kneel. She heard him enjoying his drink, trying to guess how much might be left at any given time but really having no idea. Then he placed his glass in front of her once more. She would have refilled it, had he not spoken again.

Come closer, thing. I have a use for you...

The thing in question was confused. She was already beside his chair and so she was at a loss as to how she could come closer without violating Master's personal space. Surely he didn't want her to rise? Perhaps he did.

She rose so that she was nearer to him in his uniquely crafted chair. She saw the crotch of his trousers but he didn't seem to be aroused. Master could control his arousal like he controlled her though. If he wanted her to believe she was the most repellent slut that ever lived his cock would stay flaccid no matter how treating her so badly excited him. It was incomprehensible to her, for she could never conceal her own arousal for so much as a second.

She lifted her eyes from his lap and looked at him, her cunt pulsing as she drank in his face for the first time.

Tell me how I may serve you Sir.

 

[Leopald]

He smiled softly as she stood over him and asked how she could serve. So devoted... A hand lashed out and caught her by the throat, fingers gripping as he pulled her face down closer to his.

Care to tell me why I had to get my own drink when I walked in, bitch?

They both knew he was simply looking for convenient excuses to do what he was about to do, but it didn't change the severity of what was about to happen. A heavy hand across her face, and he tossed her to the floor as if done with her.

Order some food, thing. I'm hungry.