just the place for me

I pace slowly around her, the tickling of a talon scraping along her back.

So lovely, so vulnerable... Anything can happen, you wouldn't be able to stop it... Such a violation could happen, and you could do nothing but beg... But you... You would beg for more, not to stop...

My teeth are at her neck, slowly dragging down it. Not once do I pierce her, nothing more than a scratch there as I tease.

You want more of my touch... You want these talons dug into your very core, screaming again and again in extacy...

Both hands slid to her waist, talons lengthening on my other hand as I delicately spread her folds for all to see, whispering.

The shadows are watching always...
 
It is clear mistress knows my desires, but I cannot admit them to myself. She is right I do want this, this feeling of vulnerability. The idea of being seen as purely sexual is a turn on to me. The fear of being used against my will excites me. She is right, a stranger could walk in and fuck me, and I could do nothing but accept it. My full trust is in her my Mistress as she is my loan protection. I find some comfort in that, though she knows I truly crave being in this position.

I am afraid to speak, words could not explain it. Maybe it is I do not want to give hint of resistance as if my desires are wrong. Though Mistress is also my excuse for this, this situation of me looking like a desirable vulnerable slut. It is to that I should thank her but cannot admit i am enjoying this.

She grips my thin waist, first teasingly then tightly, there is no fear of me excaping, though soon she parts my legs. i arch so my toes give me some stability, even the 5" heels are off the floor as she parts my legs, I know she sill soon find my true desires as my cunt is soaked, as she parts my lips, I feel a drip then the air touches my hot exposed cunt.

She must know now, whatever I say to stop, is not my desire.
 
A low growl there, I smile, a hint of a fanged grin as I watch her react. The reactions are perhaps more delicious than the taste of her blood... But the taste of it within extacy is far more rewarding...

My little toy... Squirm, your ankles will be bound to the floor, no hope of escaping this ever...

One talon slips down again, teasing this time, to her rear entrance. I know of her reaction last time, the fear she held... But I must test her limits, I must know her boundaries if I am to be a truly wonderful mistress to her.

This hole is always misused...
 
I tremble as she mentions chaining my ankles, i picture myself spread for easy access from either side.

As her talon slips ehind me between the cheeks of my ass I tighten my ass, not as a sign of fear, but I do not want to admit I enjoy anal sex. It is taboo and dirty, I am a good girl I tell myself. It reminds me when i was in highschool a boyfriend wanted to fuck my ass, I scowled at the thought, How gross. Though in the time since I have found the pleasure in anal sex. A tender lover taught me about it. It is a taboo I crave at times. Another is to have both holes filled atonce, to experience that full feeling. It has been done, but never with two real cocks.

I relax my ass, as her talon teases my hole, dipping and using my own juices as lube.

"Oh Mistress please ...." I murmer, excitement and dirty desire taking over my reasonable judgement.
 
I chuckled a bit, her ass cheeks clenching around my talon. I am filtering her thoughts now, for the sole purpose of finding out her true wishes...

Oh please...? What, you wish for me to find something to fuck your ass with?

I chuckled, stretching the hole a bit, a soft thrust of my talon to tease further.

Do you think you will cum, by just the feel of your ass being toyed with? Say it pet... Say that you want your ass hole played with... Say you want something shoved in, making you moan and writhe as you stand helpless...
 
I tell myself my body should be answering her questions, she knows yet she continues to ask. Why is she doing this to me. Why is she making me admit this is what I want, that I want my ass fucked.

As her talon enters me I moan a sure sign I want this though she continues to question my desires. She wants to hear the words.

"I just want to please you Mistress..." I tell her as my voice cracks. I realize the answer is in my last statement, I want to please her, and to do that I must admit my desires.

"Please Mistress, take me, take me like that." I say hoping not to sound begging. I have yet to admit I want my ass filled, though know soon I will.
 
Her voice cracking has my eyes narrowed, form stiff... Tho it eases once she admits it, and I nod, kissing her neck.

Then your ass shall be fucked...

Slowly, I move a talon within her fully. It is smooth now, no point, rounded and slowly growing... Part of abilities that I have, to shift matter, and I choose to make my talon a large dildo for her ass.

There... A nice plump toy for your ass...

A close watch on her, I pump it within continually, my other hand just barely touching her clit as I growl.
 
Mistress inserts her talon into me fully, "My head flares back as I moan. "Oh Mistress Fuck my ass, fill your pet's ass. I want it I want it so much"

I moan, as I have admitted to her a dark desire As she contiues to play with my ass, she seems to fill me more completely. Her other talon grazes my lower lips, leaving them teased and desiring. My ass is full, as it loosens, she drives in further, as she does I feel her push the walls of my cunt. My moans growing louder as she treats me.

Now I feel her talon again, shift in form. i struggle as it feels as if she is fucking me with a a dildo, or rather a large dildo. Bigger than anythiing I have experienced. I moan with each thrust, some how with each I say "Fuck me!"

Again she has brought me so close to climax. I try to shift my weight only to find my ankles now shackled to the floor. My excitment grows.
 
Chuckling quietly, shackles do indeed find their way around her ankles. She had struggled, those were her reward...

Good girl... Mm... I'll fuck you... Both holes tho, your cunt is so hungry!

I grin, moving to the side next to her. I turn her head, kissing her hard as I thrust a changed talon within her pussy, both pumping ruthlessly...

And yet I can tell the enjoyment she gets from it, and my talons dig within her thighs, her rear as I whisper that she has permission to cum...
 
"Oh..... Mis.. tresss." I moan as she fills my wanton pussy. It takes little and my orgasm builds. As she clenches her talons into my things and ass, the thrill increases. She is now holding me up as my legs are wobbly from the building orgasm.

"Ohhhh. fuck me Mistress, fuck your pet." I ask as she obliges me. My orgasm begins to build. I cannot hold back any longer as her talons fuck my owned pussy and ass. They are hers to play with as she wishers.

I scream as I come, uncaring who is watching, hoping only I have pleased Mistress.
 
Her scream sends a thrill through me as she releases, a growl low against her lips. I slowly stop, withdrawing the dripping talon from her cunt, then her ass. A soft content sigh as she slumps in the chains, I undo her ankle shackles and sweep her up within my wing, lifting her off of the hook.

I move over, cradling and hushing her gently as she calms from the climax, eyes locked on her flowing blood, already healing from my blood I had passed to her the day before.

I sit down and cradle her close, eyes locked on hers now, the heat in my eyes slightly tamed with her release, knowing I gave that to her as I smiled in pride.


You make me so very happy... My pet... I hope that was as good as it sounded...
 
She again moves me as I am a toy, easily lifting me. I am exhausted from the moment, my orgasm still filling me. I look to her eyes, wanting to say something but am breathless. My lips whisper, "thank you Mistress" and then my head rests on her chest.

I lay there motionless enjoying the moment.
 
My smile is as warm as even, giving her a warmth my skin never could... I stroked along her body, gentle caresses along it as I kissed her hair.

You are more than welcome... I'm so proud of you... You admitted your desires, you did amazing...

I cradled her, any twitch of her flesh as an itch, any irritation I brushed along it, smoothing it as I let her rest. Very little is like the drifting after orgasm, the pure pleasure within it nearly making you feel as if you are floating in a cloud, or the like...

I let her rest and enjoy that, tending to her body gently.
 
I lay in Mistresses arms, apreciating her allowing me to enjoy the moment. With each touch she reminds me of her tenderness. I return the favor as I lightly caress her cheek.
 
I chuckle at the stroke of my cheek, a soft grip to her wrist as I kiss the palm, enjoying the gentle moment with her. I am... Not sure what it meant that I am so different, that I am not like other Masters or Mistress's... I am just the way I am, and nothing is to change that...

Do you know why I kept asking you, pet...? Why I made you admit it, beg me to continue...?
 
As I look I see a daminat woman, yet tender and accepting. Unlike most dominants she understands her submissives desires. It is truely different, to have such passion like that. To be so pleased by pleasing a sub.

She is tender and touching, yet can in a moment be terrifying and esciting.

"I do not know truely why you made me admit it." I tell her..
 
I smiled, stroking along her neck, raising gentle welts there as my talons grazed, a soft tender lick to soothe the softly burning skin.

To admit desire is one thing... But to admit any fetish that you deem disgusting, that you badly want another to do to yourself but always say no... It builds a trust, both with yourself and with me, as you stop lying. It also arouses you greatly, and me, by repeating it over and over as you spill secrets...

I chuckle quietly, stealing a quick kiss. A mix of pleasure and pain is essential, it's just the level in which another can stand is to be noted...
 
I listen intently as she takes the time to explain to me why she made me plead for it. it makes perfect sense, but still in my mind brings me closer to being what I deem taboo. It has alwys been wrong for me to enjoy sex, though in time I have grown to accept my pleasures and now must push them further.

Also the arousal in my own words was intene, as I confessed my desires and Mistress satisfied them instantly, filling me like the slut I desire to be at times..

She continues as my glow ebbs, to pick at me, delicately mixing pain and pleasure to me.
 
I smile, stopping any more plucking there, chuckling as I kiss her cheek.

It feels good to admit such taboo, sins and the sort... Doesn't it?

I calmly hold her in my arms, wings stretching behind me as I almost seem to snuggle with her.
 
"it does. To admit the desires is freeing to some extent." I tell her, surprised at my own confidence as I speak to her.

I still enjoy the cuddling nest to her, then look to her. "Where will you take me, how far will you push me?" I ask. "What can I do to please you?"
 
I smile, then blink softly, my eyes gentle...

I only take you as far as you long to be taken, to become a stronger 'you'. I just wish your happiness, fulfillment... I don't know if I can be pleased except by watching your pleasure...
 
I smile broadly back at you "I have been very much pleasured in our first couple times together. To that I must thank you again and again. I think you will take me a long way. Eventually ridding my self doubt of myself and what brings me joy." I tell Mistress.

I move to postition myself so I can see her face when I talk. My orgasm has faded now and my energy coming back to me.

I thank her for fulfilling my fantasy today, the bondage in the room, knowing next time she will push me further. My mind wanders wondering if there were others in the room watching, the thought excites me in hopes if so they enjoyed the sight.
 
I chuckled a bit and smiled, always a welcome, relaxing with her there... I sigh softly as I look to the side.

RL calls to me pet... Please do take care, I shall talk to you later...

My lips press to hers, holding her snug to me before I must leave.
 
Returns Mistresses kiss and wishes her a good night and that I somehow made her day better.
 
Chuckling, catching the thought, a whisper that the day is always better with her... Disapparing, a rich scent of the black roses left behind.
 
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