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

I don't bother to hide a malicious laugh as I pull the flogger out and inspect it. I pull her head back by the hair and wipe the evidence of her excitement under her nose and across her lips with the handle. My hand releases your hair and tugs firly on a clamp as the third strike savagely imposes itself on her ass.

Very naughty, little one.
 
His cruel laugh ricochets through me as I stand there with my juices smeared on my face, inhaling my own scent. It makes me wonder what he will taste like and whether he will deem me worthy of finding out. I yelp and arch slightly as he twists the clamp, then buck and cry out as the next strike lands across my red ass, the sting biting deeper this time. The cheeks on my face are almost as red as my backside, my pale skin flaring with humiliation, pain and excitement, my natural high.
 
I release the clamp and take a step back, noting how only three hits had deeply reddened her pale ass so well.

Red was always my favorite color, and you wear it rather well. Let's see what else we can flush...

The next strike lands across the front of her thighs, high, just under her pelvis. I'm sure some of the strands have found their way to mor sensative areas, but I only smile.
 
I try not to flinch but don't completely succeed. The pain of this impact is stronger than that of the ass swats and some of the flogger strands catch my sensitive inner thighs and pussylips. Once again, my skin colours up immediately and warmth spreads across it. I drop from my toes and let my arms take the strain for a while. I wonder how long he will keep me here.
 
Another vicious hit comes across her thighs, and I step directly in front of her, my face just inches from hers. Two fingers thrust up into her pussy as my other hand pulls her chin until she is looking up at me. The fingers wiggle violently and a thumb presses her clit as I speak.

If you could ask one thing of me right now, what would it be, little one?
 
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My hips shudder a little as you invade me with your fingers and I look up into your face, helplessness in my eyes as I hang here being toyed with. I press down onto your fingers a little and press my clit against your thumb.

To taste and pleasure you Sir. I reply, the words half moaned as you probe my wet heat
 
I chuckle softly. It was not the answer I was expecting, but it served my purpose.

No.

My reply was simple, and the fingers withdrew from her wetness suddenly. The residue was wiped across her face again, as the clamps were quickly removed. The flogger made an appearance once more, and a vicious strike across her pert breasts was all I offered in comfort.
 
I drop my gaze once more, my face smothered in my own wetness as he removes the clamps from me. Momentary numbness quickly gives way to a deep ache in my B cup tits. The the flogger blow lands across them and fresh, raw pain bursts across the deeper ache. I yelp and recoil, my heels rising again but taking me nowhere. My gaze lands on the crotch of his trousers and I start imagining what his cock might look like.
 
I follow her gaze down and give my package a soft pat.

You have to earn this, dearheart. Sadly, I don't have time for you to earn it right now. A very good sushi dinner is calling my name, and I must be off. I'll leave you like this for the next person to decide what to do with you in my absence. I trust you will stay wet for my return, though.

I lean down and pull her legs apart slightly, before sliding the thick, rough flogger handle into her pussy.

Hold this. It had better still be there when I see you again.
 
My eyes reproach him but I don't dare to say anything. My own stomach growls at the mention of food and as he pushes the flogger handle into me, I close my legs so I can keep it in place.

Yes Sir.

is all I trust myself to say and I don't manage to completely keep the disappointment from my tone. I wonder with a flutter of panic how long it might be before someone else happens along and sees my predicament. He is leaving me here as a plaything for whoever might want to use me. I am as exhilarated as I am frightened by this knowledge.
 
The door opens and walk back into the room, careful to close it behind me. I take a look around for a moment.

Hello there.
 
*I walk in to the chamber a small note in hand, and find FM in her "predicament"*

..oh! ..a Hi! *blushing*
I just wanted to stop by and say sorry for "playing" and running yesterday morning, but The RW had forced us to ..um speed things up a bit and then leave.

*struggling with some stray thoughts and FM's distracting condition, I manage to push on*

I just wanted to let you know it had nothing to do with the company..any way...
 
I eye Leopald warily, clenching my legs around the bottle he placed in me, trying to ignore my full bladder.

Hello Sir, I trust you enjoyed your meal out?

smiles at Ezra

No worries hon, I wasn't offended. It was about time the place saw some action.
 
*smiling with a deep blush and only now seeing Leopald*
thank you... ..maybe I should be going now ...

*embarrassed, I start to edge for the door*
 
Smiles at FM and then Ezra.

You're welcome to stick around. I was just about to let my... Playmate relieve herself, actually.

Reaches and grasps the flogger, before pulling it quickly from her pussy.

She'll probably enjoy the audience.
 
*relived my presents wasn't awkward..I find a chair and sit a small ,play full smile on my face*
Then by all means, do continue..
 
I slip in quietly, cloak swirling about my bare feet. Looking around nervously I find a spot off to the side, before settling down.
 
scents scarlet on the air and follows her in to a new place

Hello pretty red one....
 
jumping at the sound of her voice, I look up at her shyly.

Evening, Miss Luna.
 
Grinning as I watch her pounced on, I shift toward Luna.

I am doing much better, thank you, my Lady. Sleep was a big help. I'm working on posted as well.

How are you?
 
Well hello there. Our hostess is a bit tied up right now, but I'm sure she would want you all to be welcomed as warmly as possible.

Make yourselves at home.
 
Well hello there. Our hostess is a bit tied up right now, but I'm sure she would want you all to be welcomed as warmly as possible.

Make yourselves at home.

Thank you, Sir. My eyes slip to her, widening as I fidget with my cloak, unable to take my eyes away.


((sadly I'm being called away...be back soon.))
 
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Smiles at Leopald

Hello, tis a pleasure to meet you. I very rarely wander into places uninvited but noted scarlett's entrance and had to follow.
 
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