House of Delicacies

I walk into 'House of Delicacies' and walk past VT, pressing a soft and sensual kiss to her cheek. Hey VT ... this is exciting! I say with a smile.

Slowly walking to the back, I shrug out of my cape, letting my hair ristle around my shoulders as I pull my black Barista over my head and tie it around my naked body. Quickly washing my hands I start from the other side of the room, packing a selection of massage oils, syrups and other decadent bottles on one of the serving trolleys for transportation.

Once done I walk over to VT and help dipping some fruit, playfully offering her a delicious strawberry.
 
She grins as D sweeps into the room, arching a brow at the kiss on the cheek. "What have I said about kisses on the cheek?" Lips at least! "

She stares in open appreciation as D drops the cloak to the floor, almost regretful that the barista hides her assets from the eye! She returns to dipping the fruit and laying them out on a platter as D's hands come into view to offer a strawberry. Lips part to cleave into the fruit as her eyes slide close to savor the taste.

In return, she lifts a white chocolate dipped cherry and offers it back to D.


"I should probably start toasting the apples..."
 
I take the cherry from VT's fingers with my lips, the tip of my tongue gently tracing along her finger before I bite into the cherry ... mmmmmm

I turn with a playful smile and walk to the opposite counter. I'll start to ... whip ... the cream ... oh, and the chocolate mousse I'll tend to after that, I say as I watch VT bend to place the apples in the stove, giving me a delightful view of her derriere.
 
Once finished I spoon the cream and chocolate mousse into beautiful serving bowls before placing them in an ice tray on the lower shelf of one of the serving trolleys. I take a cloth and wipe down the counter.

I stroll over the ice cream counter and select the bowl of chocolate toffee sprinkles and the cinnamon shaker and add it to the trolley.

Stripping out of my Barista, I fold it and add it to the trolley to be used later before slipping back into my cape, letting it enfold me warmly.

I walk over to VT and press a soft and searing kiss to her lips letting my fingertips trail through her soft and silky hair.
I'll see you a little later ;) I whisper close to her ear, my breath teasingly playing across her neck.

I pull my cloak close around me, it swirls and explodes into a dark hue ... the scent of a Highveld Thunderstorm lingering in the air ...
 
She takes one more look through at the array of containers and syrups, the colorful array of dipped fruit and undipped fruit and finally pushes the trolley out of the door of the House of Delicacies.
 
Gently opening the doors to the 'House of Delicacies', I wheel the serving trolley into the room ... placing it in its position in the corner. Lazily, my hands start unpacking the various items and placing them back in their containers.

I smile at the silver spoon as I dip it in the chocolate mousse and take a big bite of the sweet, decadent delight ... I close my eyes as I let it melt in my mouth with a soft moan.

Once everything is done and dusted I stand in the middle of the room, letting my eyes roam across the beloved little shop, before I switch the light off and lock the door. Stepping out into the RW.
 
I appear outside the doors of our little shop, my hands unlocking the doors to throw them open ... the sun streaming through the windows lighting it up.

I shrug out of my cape hanging it behind the door and tie the barista around my waste. Setting to work I start mixing a decadent recipe from my memories. After a few minutes the completed mixture is dished into a massive square baking tin and placed in the over to bake.

I get set on the task of making a delectable chocolate icing that will fit perfectly with my death by chocolate concoction.

The timer 'tings' on the stove as I remove the cake from the oven, the heavenly fragrance of chocolate intermingled with oodles of love and best wishes. I get to work icing the cake once it has cooled down, decorating it with a liberal amount of chocolate sprinkles a few strawberries and cherries to add a bit of colour ... and finally the three words that are set in a delectable mix of different chocolates creating the illusion of edible marble.

I set the cake on a serving tray, beautifully draped with golden and shimmering silk, adding to it a bowl of cookie dough a bowl of fresh strawberries, a bowl of chocolate brownies and a hot pot of thick and melted chocolate with a few wooden chop sticks to dip the strawberries.

I quickly tidy the shop, and roll the trolley out onto the meandering path just outside. I remove my barista and replace it with my black velvet cape before locking the door behind me ... staring at the name with a smile ... so many good memories.
 
It has been a while since I was last in the shop, I am excited as I stroll along the road, and hope Dee had remembered what day it is?
 
Muttering something unintelligible about jugs of water and a wet cape, my form slowly takes shape outside the doors of Dee and VT's House of Delicacies. For a moment I smile at the image of VT in my mind ... missing her tonight.

My cape is safely at home, basking in front of a fire to dry. In a change to the norm I am dressed in a snug fitting pair of black leather pants that come up to my thighs ... leaving my naval exposed. The rest of my body adorned with a sequinned black bikini top that ties in a halter neck behind my neck and a black cowboy hat for extra measure, my raven black hair curling around my shoulders down to my waist ... and of course my favourite pair of black boots.

I push the doors open and walk over to the light switch, instantly brighting up the delicious room. I smile in anticipation of the guests that I am expecting as I start busying myself, getting ready for their imminent arrival.
 
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I push open the door and smile.

Great gals think alike....

I am wearing a pair of black spandex jeans that are plastered onto my perfect form! Down the outside of each long leg are Scarlet sequined roses intertwined with deep green foliage equally lavishly sequined. The jeans are low enough to show my rose tattoo and my belly jewelery. I have a sassy Scarlet satin top which lovingly clings to my breasts with a single tie behind!

Slotted through the loops is a handmade leather belt with the sign of my Master emblazoned upon it....A Scorpion..It will bite and sting, if the wrong person touches my zipper tonight!

My tawny hair is in two long pigtails and of course my stetson completes my ensemble..

I saunter across the room and lightly kiss Dee on her luscious lips!

My you look good enough to eat!
I purr eying her attire with obvious lust..
 
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I have looked at the store front for the last few minutes, looking at the invitation with a sense of both wonder and mild dread. But, there was only one way to find out what was going to happen.

I entered the store with a confidence that was growing more real with ach passing second.


Hello. As per request I wave the invitation, here I am.
 
I turn to find Yeishia standing behind me, dressed in a delectable outfit.

My my ... I say as I take a step back and slowly start walking around her, my eyes meandering across her form appreciatively before I lean in and press a seductive kiss to her lips. We haven't done this in a while, I say with a striking smile ... my eyes appraising her.

Pity you have to undress ... but I'll make sure your outfit comes with, I say as I untie her top, to let it flutter to the floor as I turn and throw my black barista over my clothes, tying it behind my back.
 
I turn to find Yeishia standing behind me, dressed in a delectable outfit.

My my ... I say as I take a step back and slowly start walking around her, my eyes meandering across her form appreciatively before I lean in and press a seductive kiss to her lips. We haven't done this in a while, I say with a striking smile ... my eyes appraising her.

Pity you have to undress ... but I'll make sure your outfit comes with, I say as I untie her top, to let it flutter to the floor as I turn and throw my black barista over my clothes, tying it behind my back.

Her fingers on my top send shivers along my skin ,and as i feel it drop to the floor the goose bumps on my flesh make me turn to wards the door..

Master! I say trying not to instinctively cross my arms across my chest

Giggling I smile at them both......

Nothing they havent seen before I think
 
Evening Marauder, I say with a smile at the latest arrival. Handing him VT's barista, I walk over to him and press a soft kiss to his cheek.

While you're here, you can lend a hand undressing your loving slave, I say as I level a seductive gaze on Yeishia. We have some work to do, I growl.
 
I can do nothing but grin and blush as my heart begins to race!
 
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Helping Yeishia shrug out of the remainder of her clothes, my eyes keep hers captive as I lead her to one of the preparation trollies, a bright red velvet sheet adorning it's surface. I help her lie down, bottoms up ... before securing her wrists to the table with a gentle click as my lips touch the tender skin just below her neck.

I pull a trolley closer, layden with every massage oil you can imagine ... selecting a seductive vanilla one ... I pour the liquid in my hands ... warming it before I start sensually massaging it into Yeishia's skin.
 
Evening Marauder, I say with a smile at the latest arrival. Handing him VT's barista, I walk over to him and press a soft kiss to his cheek.

While you're here, you can lend a hand undressing your loving slave, I say as I level a seductive gaze on Yeishia. We have some work to do, I growl.

My pleasure. I grin widely as I don the barista. But before I am able to do much, DarkEmpress has already advanced yeishia's undressing and got her prepared for some decorating. I move over to give yeishia a deep kiss, while DarkEmpress continues to rub oil into yeishia's skin.

Maybe I should have woken up a little earlier, then I could have been a little more useful.
 

For once I am at a loss for words as my clothing is peeled from my form,my tonsils are sucked from my throat by my Master and I find myself belly down on her trolley.

As the first fingers touch my skin, I am melting.......
 
Grinning at his words, I hand the bottle of massage oil to him as I lean in to Yeishia, I am turning you around.

I help her turn and make her comfortable ... letting my eyes roam across her gorgeous body for a moment. Stealing the massage oil back again, I place some in my hands before giving it back to Marauder. I warm it ... before my hands start massaging the fragrant oil onto Yeishia ... starting with her feet. I work my way up her calves ... her outer thighs ... and then let my hands slowly ... teasingly dip between her inner thighs. My fingertips gently teasing her soft and moist folds ... careful not to touch.
 
Grinning at his words, I hand the bottle of massage oil to him as I lean in to Yeishia, I am turning you around.

I help her turn and make her comfortable ... letting my eyes roam across her gorgeous body for a moment. Stealing the massage oil back again, I place some in my hands before giving it back to Marauder. I warm it ... before my hands start massaging the fragrant oil onto Yeishia ... starting with her feet. I work my way up her calves ... her outer thighs ... and then let my hands slowly ... teasingly dip between her inner thighs. My fingertips gently teasing her soft and moist folds ... careful not to touch.


Taking the offered oil, pouring some into my hands and warming it up before dribbling it over the top half of yeishia's gorgeous body. Her arms, chest and belly have the fragrant oil splashed on her skin. I firmly rub the oil into her skin, starting from her arms, then her chest, flanks, belly and finally her breasts. Once the work is done, I test to see how easily the fingers will glide over the moistened skin. The feel of the oil soaked Slave beneath my hands is marvelous. When my hands reach those delightful orbs that mark part of her femininity, I lean down and take her mouth with mine.
 
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Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! is all she can moan the puddle getting wider!
 
My alarm tolls, signally my need to be elsewhere.

Goodbye, my ladies. I shall see you all later. I press a kiss on their cheeks before removing the barista and departing.
 

I am getting hot enough to melt the icing, pleased that I am tied to the table and cannot slip off...
 
The delicious picture of Marauder's lips capturing Yeishia's in a tender kiss. I replace the massage oil in the tray and replace it with another ... laden with fresh strawberries, chocolate mousse and chocolate sprinkles. Biting down on my bottom lip, I give the sweet selection a devilish grin before stealing a glance at Yeishia ... my mind forming quite a delectable picture.

Filling a piping bag, I set to work creating artful scallops along Yeishia's legs, dipping in around her fragrant sex ... to tease for a fleeting moment. I delicious bout of laughter bubble from my lips as I dip to let my lips tease the top of her thigh. I slowly ... reluctantly straighten my shoulders to continue along her abdomen ... swirling around her naval before making my way up to her soft orbs. I adorn them with beautiful florettes before I place the piping bag back on the trolley.

Walking around Yeishia, my hands sweeping along her form I dip my finger in one of the dollops and offer it to her ... before I press my lips to hers in a soft kiss. You look delicious, I whisper in a husky voice, my eyes roaming across her.

I take the strawberries and start splashing the tantalising red colour across her entire form, adorning every sensual peak with a delectable morsel of fresh fruit. It creates an absolute feast for the eye as I have to contain myself. I think we are going to eat you alive! I croon.

As a final touch, I sprinkle white chocolate sprinkles over her and add a little bit of House of Delicacies' signature 'sin'amon from a shaker ... to add a bit of spice to the ensemble.

As a final touch, I take the piping bag and write on Yeishia's belly:

Happy Birthday Marauder!
 
I am burning up with want and desire and as I suck the cream from her wanton ginger I feel myself going where no...one is allowed to go while covered in cream



ummmm ..purr...puddle die darn it fuck cim @%%%**&^%$

my brain is frazzelled and I can no longer think or write!!!!!!!!!
 
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