La Chateau d'Ausus

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon smiles at her as she slides down next to her on the couch, pressing up against her and casually sliding his arm around her waist. "Work was boring, as usual, my sweet. But I can't complain about my day besides-and here, at the end, I have the opportunity to see you as well."

He leans in and kisses her cheek, his hand casually rubbing at her back.

"I hope you got lots of great stuff-but you're looking rather beat, my dear. It must be nearly time for you to get back into bed and try to get some rest." He leans in to kiss her fore head, and then her nose, and her lips as well as he presses his body gently against hers.

Even as he says this, she seems to have fallen asleep leaning on him, so he scoops her up lightly and as one of the staff members open the door the bedroom for him. He lays her down lightly and then tucks her in.

"Good night, darlin'.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

Feeling fidgety. Needing and wanting to sit on my hands, but it's just not working. I can't sleep, I can't really work either. Just... just not there. Stalking into my closet, cute little ruffly panties, short denim skirt, and a white cami, fuck the bra, I am not feeling it today.

Maybe I'll go make some noise in the kitchen. Barefoot on the cold marble floor, my feet slap against it as I pad down the stairs, and into my huge kitchen. My staff is gone, I'm alone and this is eerily silent. Music. I need music. And loud.

I can barely hear myself think, and I dance around the kitchen with abandon. I've decided to make a sandwich. Easy and I can't fuck it up. Everything out, a turkey, cranberry sandwich easily created. I leave the mess and walk through my place, wondering what I will do today.

 

[Vail_Indigo]

smirking form the doorway at the frazzled little girl

 

[Ausus_girl13]

Giggles softly, realizing I am being watched.

Didn't hear you come in.

takes a bite of my sandwich, damn it's tasty.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon had been planning this for a while, knowing what manner of implements she kept around the chateau. He had dressed darkly for the occasion, even though disguising his identity was hardly the point at all. He was watching the gardens, but it appeared as though there was no one around at all. Odd that the place was so empty, but that made it much easier.

He heard some music coming from the kitchen as he crept closer to the side of the chateau. He knew he'd be welcome to enter, but that would ruin the surprise. The music was loud-he could barely hear the noise of his own footfalls, and there was a wall and window separating him from the source of the music. He peeked into the window, spying his quarry in the kitchen, but, to his surprise, there was another woman he recognized inside.

The two of them appeared to be sharing a sandwich-he hadn't expected her to have company. Noon elected to wait just another moment, stealthily peeking around, keeping his eyes peeled to make sure he wouldn't be caught, and bided his time, waiting for an opportunity to snatch away his quarry, if it presented itself.

 

[Vail_Indigo]

pale green babydoll-T, hiphugger jeans that fit absolutely perfectly over every curve...pumps that match the green...and click perfectly along the marble floor...a finger reaches out, scooping up an escaping dollop of cranberry, that quickly vanishes into cotton candy pink lips

I am a spy, of course.
Very nefarious

 

[Ausus_girl13]

I watch that bit of cranberry disappear, and I am intrigued. Tilting my head and eyeing her. Trying to stop myself from touching.. at least so far.

Sometimes I think you should not be allowed to wear things like that Vail. Too damn enticing. Always making me want to hurt you.

Another smile, and I walk back into the kitchen to grab my cider. Get around the corner, and suddenly a hand goes around my face. The growl in my ear is unmistakeable. I bite his hand. He curses and loosens his grip.

She'll kill you. I hiss. Another fine mess for Aus. How do I do this?

 

[Vail_Indigo]

Eyes never ever leaving her’s, my smirk returning

Its ever so cute when you try to be threatening.

Mind drifting back to the moments a few days ago...‘again...harder’...a shiver of pure delight. Perhaps not quite pure.

Anyhow, I wear these things for you. Its sort of my barometer for hotness. If you are around and aren’t flustered, I go change.

smiling as the girl turns, checking out her curves hungrily

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon has to fight to keep himself from swearing as she bites his hand his hand, giving it a quick shake.

"She'll kill you." He hears her hiss. Noon clamps down over her mouth, harder, and squeezes to keep her from biting down again. He begins tugging her away, back toward her bedroom, and is thankful for the plush carpets which dull the sound of their footballs and her struggles. "Not if she doesn't see anything."

He grins evilly as he grows tired of fighting with her legs and lifts her up off the ground, holding her back against his chest as he carries her bodily. He has a feeling that Vail will grow impatient and leave shortly enough...though he wonders just how he would deal with her should she take the alternative approach. He shakes his head as he slips into Aus's bedroom and tosses her down toward the bed roughly.

 

[Vail_Indigo]

slips off her heels and tip-toes out

 

[Ausus_girl13]

Even my muffled shouts don't make it much beyond my own ears. Firmly in his grip, I am carted up the back stairs and he throws me on the bed. Not being bound has it's advantages and I am up off the bed like a shot and back at the door. He's in the way. Dammit.

If I could just get past him. I could get to her, not that she'd be much nicer than he his. Dammit. Rock and a hard place again.

Tossed back on the bed, with a whimper, I slide back off and eye him warily.

What. Are you doing?

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon blocks the door as she tries to escape, and is forced to scoop her up and toss her back on the bed again. He turns and locks the door closed behind himself quickly before he's on her again, pulling at her, his hand roughly grabbing at a handful of hair and a handful of hit at the same time. He's rougher on her than he normally would be, punishment for her escape attempt. The thin material of her cami is no shield against his fingertips pinching down roughly on her nipples. He drops down on top of her on the bed, pinning her with his body weight.

As he's roughly tugging on her poor nipple, he leans down to her neck, licking at a spot halfway to her shoulder, preparing it for his teeth, which bite down roughly, leaving a light mark on her skin. "You've been very naughty, my little Brat. Very poorly behaved...we'll have to see if we can improve on your behavior." He kept her pinned beneath and forced her to meet his wicked gaze, his green eyes flashing darkly. He could see his reflection glittering in her eyes.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

A hand in my hair, holding me to the bed, his body keeps me from writhing free. I try to buck him off with no luck. His hands are full of my breasts, I glare at him. My hands push him away, but it's not working. I can't breathe. He tugs my nipple and bites my neck, I try to keep my gaze level and straight. I refuse to give him that sound he's looking for.

"You've been very naughty, my little Brat. Very poorly behaved...we'll have to see if we can improve on your behavior."

"Ha! Have we met?!"

Finally I have the grip I am looking for and I push at him, hands, hips, and legs. He is off me and I am off the bed in a heap, dashing for the door. I shriek and get the door open, before dashing down the stairs. If he catches me, I am in so much trouble. I dive into the office, and hide in the closet. I force my breath to be level and silent, covering my mouth, listening for him.

And where the fuck did Vail go?! Abandoning ship that one, she'll pay for that.

I curl into a ball, and try not to move or breathe.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

He swore as she somehow managed to dislodge his weight, shocking him a bit with her struggles. He rolled over onto the floor and landed awkwardly on his hip, giving her the opportunity to slip out the door and sprint out. He yelled at her to stop, to come back to him, but she was well ahead of him now. He started to get up to chase her, but a quick thought stilled his feet for a moment. He saw the closet where she kept her toys, and he tugged it open, almost immediately seeing the nylon rope he'd been hoping to find. He grabbed a good length of it and then dashed out of the bedroom in the direction he'd seen her going.

Holding the rope in his hands, he glanced down from the top of the stairway-no way could she have gotten down there fast enough to get beyond sight, so he continued up the hall. The office door had been left open. He practically skidded to a halt, glancing left and right. He didn't see any other doors open, so he shoved the office door open.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are..." he sang wickedly, a huge grin dominating his face. He peeked under and behind the desk, not seeing her. Well, process of elimination. He crept over to the closet, and with startling suddenness, he yanked the door open and found Ausus crouched within, and grabbed a handful of her auburn tresses, pulling her to her feet.

"Bad girls will always be punished. And you have been one bad little girl." His hands forced her wrists behind her back and began binding them together with the rope. "I'll have to go special lengths for such a wicked little slut like you." He kept his voice cool, calm, and impassionate. He was unyielding now, not inflamed or angered, merely a force enacting upon her.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

It takes him a minute for me to hear him moving around, I hold my breath when I hear him in the office. How did he?! I don't move.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are..." Yeah. Cause, obviously stupidity is one of my hallmarks.

Suddenly the closet is yanked open, the doors groan on their hinges, but there isn't a moment before his hand in is my hair and I am pulled out of the closet.

"Hey!"

"Bad girls will always be punished. And you have been one bad little girl."

My hands are pulled behind my back and bound. I stretch in them, always feeling safer in binding than without. Though it doesn't stop the smirk on my face. God help me, I still can't help but push.

"I'll have to go special lengths for such a wicked little slut like you."

"Of course you will." A giggle.

I'm still on my feet, a turn of my head, and I am licking his neck sweetly. He tastes of sweat and frustration. Good. I want him to work for it. I lean against him, my fingers press into the front of his jeans, circling his hardness there. I let the barest whimper of pleasure vibrate along the cords of his neck. All a measured "promise" of obedience. I wonder if he'll bite.

It's a game of cat and mouse.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

He begins marching her back down the hall as she flexes within her restraints. She seems much more pliable now that she's been properly tied up, but she does turn her head to start licking at his neck. He has to resist the urge to smile at the gesture. It's cute of her, almost playful, but she should know that it's not what she needs to be doing at the moment-as if she's trying to escape her punishment.

That trend continues with her hands sliding down to the crotch of his pants and teasing as his concealed cock. It seems to be part pleading, and part distraction. Noon decided that her should have tied her hands tighter, that it had been a mistake to give her this much freedom to move. "No, my dear, I'm afraid you've misbehaved too much-you don't get to play with Sir's cock." He used the leverage he had behind her to twist her arms up away from his cock and pushed her back into the bedroom. This time he didn't even bother locking the door.

He walked her right up to the foot of the bed, bent her forward, pressed her face down into the bedspread and held her there, bent forward. His hand reached up underneath her skirt, tugging down her panties just enough to reveal her bare ass, and slapped her. Hard. Hard and repeatedly. He's rather merciless, both in his assault, and in his rough grip pushing her head down into the bed. He slaps at the exposed lips of her pussy too, striking the sensitive skin, not sparing her until his hand is burning a bright red.

Looking down at her at this angle, skirt hiked up, panties loose, bent forward, he feels the desire to take her right there-to ram his cock deep into her waiting pussy and pound away. His cock stirs at the thought, but he silences it. He pulls the panties back up to cover her ass and then finally straightens her back up. "Now, you WILL behave, and you will accept your punishment." His voice leaves no room for argument or discussion. He released the grip on her. "Stand in front of Sir, Brat."

 

[Ausus_girl13]

"No, my dear, I'm afraid you've misbehaved too much-you don't get to play with Sir's cock."

Sir's cock. I bite my lip and try not to giggle. My hands are shoved roughly up my back as I am pushed into the bedroom. The door is kicked shut behind us, but not locked. He must be feeling powerful. I wonder if he'll strip me of this power game. He's going to have to.

Suddenly, my face is pushed into the coverlet of the bed and I have to turn my head in order to breathe. He rips my panties down and my skirt up, exposing my ass to his gaze and his hand. He strikes me without mercy, over and over again. The sting and burn getting deeper and deeper into me. I finally moan softly when he stops. Idly, I wonder if I will bruise. Probably not.

He pauses in his onslaught as if considering something, I close my eyes and breathe. Focusing on the calming thoughts and feelings that will allow any pain to dance over me without my notice. I am getting close. Counting my breaths as the enter and leave me. It will allow me to slip.

"Now, you WILL behave, and you will accept your punishment."

His harsh voice cuts through my reverie. Accept it indeed.

"Stand in front of Sir, Brat."

I pause. Do I want to brat out more than accept what is coming? My hands grip each other tightly as I stand up and look him in the eye.

"Fuck you Sir."

Oh there she goes again.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

"Fuck you Sir"

This made him smile. She was in perfect Brat form today. It wouldn't get here anywhere, though-she thought her situation couldn't get any worse, but she had absolutely no idea how much worse he could make it. "No...no you won't be fucking me." He laughed softly and then grabbed her again, his arms digging tightly into her arms, and in one swift motion her cami is rent straight down the middle, falling to the floor in tatters. His hands reach out to her breasts, grabbing at her nipples, pinching them roughly in his grip. He pulls her by her nipples over to the bedpost, where he quickly loops her arm bindings down and fastens her into place for a moment. "I would gag you, but that would ruin the pleasure of making you eat your words, Brat."

Foolish of her to misbehave so when she has so many of the appropriate implements practically within arm's reach. He pops into the closet again to begin his next labor, but before he can do that, he needs her to understand the price of insolence. He tugs out the first box he needs, digging through it until he finds exactly the right item. He turns around, holding the most wickedly teethed nipple clamps he could locate, and shows them to Aus. "These will be the first measure of discipline." He cackled softly and then leaned down to her smooth, delicious breasts.

His tongue slid out to tease at one, flicking at until inevitably the nipple hardens enough and he rather viciously clamps her nipple tightly. He repeats the treatment to her other breast, stepping back to gauge her reaction for a second, and then smiles. "Also, you can see that I can attach weights to these, as needed. I hope you don't make me need them. Additionally," he brandishes a third clamp. "there's potentially more to come." He places the third clamp in one pocket and the weights in another pocket and begins working on his next project. He's pulling out a ton of cord, and a little step ladder, beginning to run the cord through the hooks on the ceiling. He whistles a gentle tune as he works.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

"No...no you won't be fucking me."

I always gotta make things worse. I can never just stop. Listen. Maybe even behave. I see other subs who just follow their dominants meekly, and sometimes I wish I could do that. But then there is that fire, that naughty little whisper in my ear, that tells me, any person willing to take me on, better fucking own it. My clothes fall away from me like the leaves from a tree. And his hands, heatedly grab at my tits, as he works the nipple, he works my throat, tiny little whimpers escaping them. Dammit, I wasn't ready to make noises yet.

And then I am tied to the posts, unable to move, I can only watch as he ransacks my closet... so going to lock that baby now. Looking for the appropriate gear. My mind is running. We had talked about this, about what he was feeling, what he wanted, then of course, I gotta brat out.. but that's another story. The items he brings to me, make me squirm, and I want to turn away. Bound to the bed, and whimpering like a bitch.

"If you let me up, I will absolutely make you pay"

The words are dangerous, and there is feeling behind them. He won't let me up, but he better bind me further. This session is going to get mean. And I need it, want it that way.

"These will be the first measure of discipline."

He's teases the little pink nubs hard, and I gasp softly. The clamp is attach and a long low whine is rent from my throat, the other follows, and my head falls, my hair covering my face as I whimper and wait for the deep ache to subside. It does. He makes some threats, which I don't really hear, and since he hasn't ordered me to answer, I just squirm.

Then he works, humming that sadists tune. Letting me in on the secret that I'm not in control, he is. That we are going to go at his pace. That fuck this hurts, every movement, every breath sending little tingles of pain through my body. I will stay calm. Eyes closed, deep breaths and I can disappear.

Thatta girl.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

"If you let me up, I will absolutely make you pay"

He hears the words, and his eyes flash for a moment-he's tempted to do worse to her immediately, to lash out at her, but no, that's wrong. That would be a loss of control, the exact opposite of the point here. The point being that he is in control right now, and that she is not. He will not be goaded by her words. He continues about his work, finding the resolve to find his tune once again to whistle.

He steps back and glances at his set-up, and decides that it is completed and appropriate. He steps over toward the Brat and leans down, forcefully cupping her face and roughly kissing her lips, letting her feel his teeth sink into her lip. He pulls his face away quickly and then he straightens up, reaching down to give a slight tug on her nipple clamps. "You're a delicious looking pet..." he chuckles and lets his eyes linger on her form to let her know that he is pleased by it, "but your antics do seem to get you in such situations. It's still going to get worse."

He reached down to her denim skirt, finding the zipper, and letting it drop down her slender legs. He carefully kicks it away from her ankles, trying to avoid a possible retaliatory kick directed at him. She's left in nothing but her white panties. "I'd like to say that good behavior will be rewarded, but you have a big debt worth of poor behavior already needing to be worked off." Noon walked over to begin gathering up the rest of his rope.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

For but a moment he seems ready to knock my ass to the floor. He doesn't and I smile to myself. Working still on my breathing, I am calm, just barely aware of his movements.

It seems that he is pleased, and I still have no idea what he's up to, but it doesn't matter, because my face is in his hand, and my bottom lip is bitten roughly as he enjoys a rough kiss. I feel impassive. I want him to give me his worst. I need it right now.

My skirt is taken, and he is quick to move it away from me in the fear that I might kick him, but I want that from him. My eyes fall closed, his words wash over me, and I shiver subtly. Good behavior, it's subjective and I've never been good at following any rules.

My eyes closed, my breathing even, I begin to imagine the worst he could do to me, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't shift a little in excitement.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon eyes her for a moment, deciding that she's calmed down, that she's embraced what's about to happen. It seems unfortunate, however, that she's almost washing out the pain from the nipple clamps...but shortly, she should have enough else to deal with that she wouldn't really notice them anyway. He'll have to remind her of them, eventually.

Now he's getting his rig set up. He very quickly loops his rope around each ankle, tying them up firmly, and then lashing them to a bar, to keep them separated and linked together. Then he takes a separate piece of cord, loops it around with the extensive wrapping he's already done to her wrists and elbows, and lashes it all together to his feed line. He tugs her beneath his rig, with the ceiling hooks, and tugs on his feed line, lifting her off the floor so that her legs are spread and bent at the ankle, and she's suspended above the floor by her shoulders and ankles. He gives her a dark smile.

"Now, let's define good behavior. You're not to make a mess of your clean white panties." He shakes his head. "Certainly not. And needless to say, you will not cum." He smiles and then quickly pulls off his belt, demonstrating exactly what the primary implement of punishment will be. He also produces the long, silver vibrator he'd also pulled out of her closet. This would be the instrument of her testing. He held it up where she could see it, and smiled, as it hummed on.

Before he began teasing her with it, though, he pulled out a pair of weights for the nipple clamps he'd pulled out earlier. He attached one to each nipple, and watched as her nipples tilted downward slightly with the extra weight-good.

"Now we begin." He turned the vibrator on, letting it hum to life as he began to slip around behind her.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

The images of decadent assault pour through my subconscious as he finishes, oh, I think I hear him, but it's far away. I am calm through the soft breath that fills my chest with air, the movement creating a gentle tug upon my breasts, the pain teasing over my nerves, but I am not really feeling it any longer.

My ankles are bound by a spreader bar, and I look down passively at the rig, he pulls me under his set up, and I silently condemn the day I put in contact points. But then here I am, strung up, suspended in rope and completely at his mercy. Mercy it seems that he's not feeling, as I listen to his rules.

I am so fucked.

The slim vibe that he pulls out, I am familiar with and it works... very well. I struggle for a moment in the rope, then attempt to resign myself to this, his belt is removed and I know what's coming. I am going to get it. Fuck me. Still I have it coming, and I know I can do this.

The weights are attached to my tits, the barest hint of a whimper passes my lips.

Don't make a mess. Don't cum. Is there anything I can do? Oh. yeah. Hang there like his bitch. That part I can do. It's watching that grin that is making it hard. He's enjoying putting me here, that power insatiable.

My teeth sink into my own lip as he comes near me, this is going to be interesting....

 

[Noon_Shadow]

His smile was wickedly self-satisfied, and wore it proudly for her, letting her know just how pleased he was with himself at this point. She helped put herself in this spot, she had no one else to blame, and she had little recourse but hang still and try to keep from humiliating herself too badly. He didn't tell her to speak, and he didn't tell her not to, because he was curious just what she'd end up doing, left to her own devices.

He slipped around behind her. It would make it more difficult for her to not see what was coming-even though she might be able to crane about and watch him-but there was also something humiliating about being man handled from behind like this. He leaned in to press his lips against the base of her neck, sampling her delicious skin, and then he drags the vibe down her back and lightly brushes it up across the front of her panties, teasing across the crotch. It's a couple of very light strokes, serving as just the opening salvo, with much more to come. He grins and nibbles at the skin along her back as he continues slithering it around, in light, smooth strokes. He waited to listen to her whimpering.

"Time to see if how much of a little Brat you're going to be..." He let his words trail off as he increased the intensity of his stimulation against her pussy.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

The shit eating grin on his face made me shake my head, suspended and splayed, I feel a little like the fly in a web, the predator being able to do exactly what he'd like from me right now. It's a little uncomfortable this forced submission, but stretching in my bonds, I feel safe and so say nothing to him, for now.

He moves to my back, and I stifle the small tremble in my belly. I can't see him, at least not really, and I daren't turn my head for I am sure he'd humiliate me for it.

His lips tease at the back of my neck and I love the way it feels I notice that I am tense, which makes me jump slightly when he slides the vibe over my slit. There is that thrill that runs through my body, giving me goosebumps. Each pass over my sex is a little bit more intense and I can feel myself getting a little excited. I have to think of something else. Not this. Not that vibe teasing at my already aching sex. Not this. Okay. Something else. Trains. Tunnels. That so isn't helping. Baseball. Bats. hard wood. Nothing is working.

He presses against my clit. A moan is caught in my throat.
I can't seem to stop the next one from pushing past my lips. It's deep and low. This is what he wanted. I desperately want to close my legs, struggling against the rope. It's not working. I can't move, and I know I am wet.

I don't want to disappoint him. I don't. But I think I might have already failed. Dammit.