Minx The Sphinx's Boudoir

[monique_minx]

Runs in the room gasping for breath and pulling the zipper on my left boot frantically, I shove the boot off and tackle the right boot, shoving both aside. I slide the zipper of my skirt down and pull it off, I rip my top off breathing heavily and slide my panties down, pushing them aside with my foot. I unclip my bra in record time and kneel on the floor surrounded by my discarded clothing; wearing only my collar

 

[FaeBites]

I step into the room the moment her knees hit the ground. I'm clucking my tongue in disappointment, prowling towards her dangerously.

You're late.

I know the excuse, and hopefully she'll realise it's pointless with the mood I'm in. I circle her once, not touching her, kicking the clothes away. I stop infront of her finally, and glare at her.

Here we are again pet. I'd have hoped you learnt not to disobey me from last time. Yet it seems I have been too lenient. I will address that. But to start off with, I want you to tell me the three restrictions I set on your play time. Our three rules.

I raise an eyebrow, keeping my expression carefully smooth.

 

[monique_minx]

I look up at my Mistress, swallowing my fear as best as I can but my body is trembling and I whimper softly as I recite the rules

No one but You shall remove Your collar Mistress. I shall call no one else Master or Mistress but You and should I or someone else wish to play with me outside of those in my signature...

I grimace

...I or they must seek Your permission and I must report to You afterwards...

 

[FaeBites]

I frown very slightly, and start moving around her once more.

The only time that collar is removed is if either one of us wish you to no longer wear it. I do not reguard that as one of the three rules. You're missing one; lets look over for the moment how loose you have been with that last one you mentioned.

I pause delicately, to let her realise nothing was ever going to get past me.

I could have sworn I put another restriction... something to do with whips or floggers... care to remind us both pet? Or are you suffering from amnesia once more?

I pass our table of toys, and glance at them, but pick nothing up.

 

[monique_minx]

I swallow hard, watching her move around for a moment before I drop my eyes and bite my lip but cannot stifle the whimper that escapes me because I cannot remember!

I...I don't know Mistress...

Stupid answer but so much going on...I grip my thighs with my nails, I don't dare to look up at her right now

 

[FaeBites]

My prowling footsteps pause at her answer, I fall still, and do not reply. The clock can be heard ticking in the silence, in till finally I take the last few steps to return into her line of vision.

You... don't remember?

I repeat softly, incredulously, raising an eyebrow.

Would you care to tell me why you find my words so disinteresting that you don't bother to remember them?

 

[monique_minx]

I can hear my own breathing as she speaks, I'm wracked with guilt and her disappointment is overpowering, I look up at her; my lips pressed together and holding back whimpers.

I...I've had a lot on my mind Mistress...I do listen to You...I....

I can't think of a thing to say! I suddenly hate myself, my eyes drop to stare at the ground again and I think I could just about bore holes in the floor right now!

 

[FaeBites]

The restriction was, that no one can touch your skin with a whip, or it's like, without my permission first.

I tell her, ignoring her words. I cross to her suddenly with her eyes on the ground, my fingers curling under her chin to force her to look up once more.

Stop wallowing. You'll take your punishments, and you'd better learn from them. If you are good, perhaps you can convince me you deserve your release.

I step back, and pick up two things that have appeared on a table near by. One is a whip, with braided leather lengths, knots tied in near the end of each. The second, I place near her, it seems to be a bottle of clear liquid.

This contains a diluted form of hydrogen peroxide. It's an anticeptic used with wounds.

I say nothing more, she'll figure out soon enough how much it stings.

 

[monique_minx]

I look into her eyes as she suddenly pulls my chin up and fight my fear of my punishment. I watch as she picks up the items from the table and a gasp escapes me, my nails dig into my skin more because I know that she's very serious right now. I watch her and straighten my back, preparing myself for what she has planned

 

[FaeBites]

A smile finally comes to my lips as I taste the fear in the air around her. It has a sadistic curl to it, my eyes gleaming with a feral sheen. I let the whip drag along the ground, flicking my wrists so the knots of leather can be heard drumming against the floor.

Do you understand the reasons you are being punished?

I ask her, my voice calm for now but a rising anticipation filling the way my wrist flicks the whip. I'm close enough now that she could reach out and touch me... if she dared at the point in time. I finger the handle in my hand, and my smile grows again, my voice almost a purr.

And do you trust me, pet?

 

[monique_minx]

I watch her as she moves, fighting to control my trembling self and biting into my thighs with my nails to the point of almost bleeding with anticipation. My breathing is shallow and nervous as I answer her.

Yes I understand Mistress....and yes...

My voice drops to a whisper

I trust you Mistress...

I watch her movements with the whip and close my eyes to take a deep breath for a moment in an attempt to calm myself, I snap them open and ready myself completely

 

[FaeBites]

I nod in approval, but I will not soften tonight. I move beside her, and with one snap of my arm the leather swings, the sound of the six different lengths slaping against her skin my own vicious music. I am not coy, nor do I start off gently, the knots hit hard enough that they graze against her skin.

Stay kneeling.

The whip falls five more times in quick succession, hard enough that blood begins to well under a few welts, to dribble prettily down her skin. The scent of it darkens my blue eyes, and I purr lightly, giving her a respite. I trail a finger up her spine, catching a crimson droplet and licking it off my finger. I savour the coppery taste, then raise the whip again, this time letting it twine around her body several times, sharping against her chest and breasts, inducing more bloodying welts. I stop behind her, yanking her head back by her hair.

What are the rules pet? Repeat them again. Five times.

I listen for a voice, but that doesn’t still my hand, the whip continues to fall, and gods forbid that stops her from speaking.

 

[monique_minx]

My nails draw blood as the whip hits me for the first time, I hiss softly and nod at her command to stay kneeling. I pray I can. As the whip falls again, I whimper, again and I falter slightly, my breathing irregular and fast. Again and I yelp, biting my lip to silence myself. Again and I slump forward, pulling myself up as it hits for the fifth time and a scream escapes me. Her finger on my spine as she stops for a moment, it sends a shiver through me and I gasp, closing my eyes for a second; trying to steady myself.

The whip falls again, wrapping around my body lovingly and it stings to high heaven! I let a scream out, my chest pounding; my heartbeat in my ears like a drum! Again, it wraps me and I scream as it hits, I can feel bloody trails of droplets leak from the wounds as she pulls my hair back and I struggle to listen to her command as the whip wraps me again.

No one can remove -CRACK- Ahhh...my collar but You or I Mistress...I call no one Mistress but You! None can -CRACK- Fuckkkkkk! raise a whip against me without your permission Mistress! -CRACK-

I slump forward, my breathing heavy and ragged as I pull myself up again, determined to make her proud of me. I dig my nails in and paste my determination over my pain as I repeat the rules four times again as the whip falls.

 

[Rayne_Clowd]

Can't help herself and sends a messenger to the door of the boudoir with a Christmas gift addressed to Fae

*giggles as she plans a surprise for minx* who wants to drop these over at the boudoir for me

Maybe with a card that reads "with love from everyone at the Inn" thinks just so she doesn't kill me.

(good night)

 

[FaeBites]

I watch her falter yet catch herself each time, her cries pulling at my own arousal. I am proud of her determination, and smile softly in satisfaction as the last of the words drop from her lips. I press in close to her, my clothes disappearing under a wave of my magic, my bare breasts pressing against her tortured back, her blood stark against my own pale skin.

You forgot one pet.

I remind her, purring viciously into her ear as one hand snakes around to tug on her nipple harshly, the other curling around her throat, cutting off her oxygen.

Should you wish to play, you or the other party must seek my permission and you must report to me afterwards.

I hiss against her hair, my hand releases, allowing her one breath and one release before I close her throat off again. I repeat the rule 4 more times, after each she gets a breath. My hand trails from her breasts to dip between her thighs.

Do you think you have memorized them properly this time?

 

[monique_minx]

I feel her magic and her suddenly naked body press against me, I hiss at the pain it causes but love the feeling of her skin against mine.

You forgot one pet.

My breathing is ragged, I swallow when she says that...forgot? I almost groan, disappointed in myself! I moan loudly as she tugs on my nipple, in comparison to the whip; it is almost a sweet feeling to me! Her hand grips my throat and cuts off my moan and my oxygen, I fight down my panic as I'm surprised when she grips my throat but I know she won't cause me harm; not serious damage anyway!

Should you wish to play, you or the other party must seek my permission and you must report to me afterwards.

If I could breathe, I truly would have groaned! I feel her hand release and quickly take a breath, I release it slowly and she cuts the air off again. She does this a few more times and I get the idea, my body coated in a sheen of sweat but I know this is not over just yet.

Do you think you have memorized them properly this time?

As she speaks, her hand dips between my thighs and I realize I'm dripping wet with need, I focus on that need to block out the pain and listen to her words. When she allows me breath I quickly answer.

Yes Mistress!

 

[FaeBites]

Some would be surprised my vicious whipping left her dripping, I however knew what to expect. My fingers trace over her clit once, slide easily inside her, curling. They come out coated, and I trace them over her lips. My hand closes even tighter over her throat once more, and I shake her lightly.

See that they remain remembered.

I growl against her, biting into her shoulder, no playful love nip. Not releasing intill I feel her skin break beneath my teeth. Warm blood coats my tongue, and I hum in pleasure. Releasing her, I step back, hiding my reluctance. I admire her bleeding form for a moment before a prowl away, dropping the whip beside her. I pause at the table, pick up the bottle and coming up infront of her.

Your punishment is not over.

I tell her, though I’m sure she has already guessed.

Hands and knees. Now.

 

[monique_minx]

I moan as her fingers enter but it's a sweet reprieve as she withdraws them and gets a groan of loss from me. She traces them over my lips and I whimper needily, licking at her fingers until she withdraws and closes off my air supply again

See that they remain remembered.

She shakes me a little and I feel her teeth, were I able to breathe I'd have gasped but instead my nails dragged my thighs as I soon realized she meant business with this bite! I feel my skin break under the pressure of her teeth and close my eyes. When at last she releases me I moan softly, I hear the whip drop rather than see it and it forces my eyes open. I see the bottle in her hand as she moves in front of me and I'm shaking before I know it.

Your punishment is not over.

I gave an inner shrug, I knew that but still...it made me want to groan a little or sigh or something but I held it all it and looked up at my Mistress with love in my eyes as she commanded me.

Hands and knees. Now.

This one was fairly easy, I was close to falling over anyway but I wondered if I could hold my position? I fall forward onto my hands and push myself into position, looking up at her; my body trembling as I wonder what this will feel like?

 

[FaeBites]

I move closer to her, circling her again, running my fingers through her hair, down her back, across her arse. I kneel against her side, my left hand fisting in her hair, yanking her head backwards to curve her back, and holding her there while the other hand holds the bottle. The lid removes itself with a flicker of glittering magic, and clatters to the ground. While being an antiseptic, it promoted wound healing as well, so it was entirely good for her. But it wouldn’t feel like it, especially in the deeper wounds, where stinging could quickly turn to a burning sensation.

Deep breaths, pet.

I coo to her, it would do me no good if she forgot to breathe and passed out on us both. Then with little other warning I tip the bottle, sending small trickles over the welts to mix with the blood on her back. A liberal dose washing the blood from the bite wound onto the floor. I hold her in place with the hand in her hair, the chemical smell quickly overpowering that of her blood and arousal, but that was easily changed. I place the bottle out of her reach, wiping the excess mixed liquid from her skin, though it dried quickly from her unbroken skin.

 

[monique_minx]

I feel her hand run over my body and try to stop my shaking, I bite my lip and close my eyes to prepare myself. When her hand yanks my hair back, my eyes snap open with a soft moan I hear the lid of the bottle falls, I hold my breath and she knows it! My heart soars with her words...

Deep breaths, pet.

I instantly take a breath, a really deep one to prepare myself and remember that I trust her for such a reason. The she would never do me any lasting harm, that she loved me and I loved her in return. I breathe heavily and deeply as the bottle pours over my back almost instantly, I feel it seep in and my screams begin again, my body shaking from the stinging pain! My arms shaking like crazy and threatening to give out, they do but still I push myself up, some of the lashings on my back burn like mad! My screaming goes on for what seems like an eternity until finally I can scream no longer and I hold my position, the stinging edging away slowly...or my body was becoming used to it? I couldn't be sure anymore...

 

[FaeBites]

Her screams still echo in my mind, and I’m impressed that she remains up. I’ve been pressing pain boundaries tonight, but I am pleased with my pets obedience. I lean against her, murmuring against her skin as the chemicals dry away, the stinging would lesson, like any would on a wound, but I blow breaths across the broken areas to quicken the process. I kiss up her spine, my magic glittering up her body to remove the unwanted traces of the antiseptic from her skin. It wasn’t the best thing to ingest.

My mouth trails up to her throat, where I draw her against me, kissing her lips, my passion spiked with the feral intensity her punishment had invoked.

Good girl. You’ve done well, pet.

I congratulate her, curling my fingers between her thighs to rub over her clit lightly, giving her something else to focus on.

And I am finished with your skin for tonight. But you have an ongoing punishment...

I let the words sink in, tipping her chin up so I can see her eyes, making sure I have her undivided attention. No amnesia this time.

 

[monique_minx]

I purr softly, moaning under her touch and her kiss! Her kiss is divinity itself! I'm near overjoyed by it! Her words...so pleased to please her!

Good girl. You’ve done well, pet.

I whimper my happiness, can't find my words yet, can't remember what my tongue is for! Everything sore but I am soooo elated! My moan becomes louder, I'm near panting as her hand moves to my clit, I close my eyes for a moment to enjoy it but snap them open as she speaks to show I am paying attention

And I am finished with your skin for tonight. But you have an ongoing punishment...

I tremble, wondering what she has in store?

Yes Mistress?

I ask her, looking into her eyes unblinking and giving my undivided attention, I WILL REMEMBER! Love her so much...devoted...no more punishment please?! Very, very sore now!!

 

[FaeBites]

I smile at her whimpers, her expression tugging at the softer part of me that just wants to bundle her up and smother her with affection. But I would not allow myself to be swayed; she had to start fearing my punishments enough to no go looking for them. The thought replaced the smile on my face with a sterner look. My hand curls around the back of her throat, my thumb stroking her neck lightly. My other drags the whip over in front of her, with a wave of my hand magic converts it into something a third of the size.

This. Goes everywhere with you.

I indicate it with a wave of my hand.

You can keep it close by in another dimension with my magic if you wish.
Next - You are forbidden to play. Hear me? No. Playing. But…

My smile takes on it’s earlier quirk, my voice lowering to a purr as I describe the conditions.

Every single offer that is made of you, every invitation, every beckon, whether they know of this punishment or not, is worth four lashes. That you’ll administer to yourself. One for each rule. Wherever you wish. Then, no matter which thread, or who is there, you are to bring yourself to climax by yourself, but you may only cum after seeking permission of the person who wished to play with you, if I'm not in the room. These are the only times you can pleasure yourself, or cum. This will continue until I say otherwise.

I pause, stroking my fingers over her nipple, tugging it lightly.

Do you understand?

 

[monique_minx]

I pull back slightly as she grips the back of my neck so that I may watch carefully and listen, I watch her magic transform the whip, it's smaller now...

This. Goes everywhere with you.

I nod slowly, confusion playing on my face but I know she's not done yet...

You can keep it close by in another dimension with my magic if you wish.
Next - You are forbidden to play. Hear me? No. Playing. But…

I nod quickly as she tells me not to play...But...

Every single offer that is made of you, every invitation, every beckon, whether they know of this punishment or not, is worth four lashes. That you’ll administer to yourself. One for each rule. Wherever you wish. Then, no matter which thread, or who is there, you are to bring yourself to climax by yourself, but you may only cum after seeking permission of the person who wished to play with you, if I'm not in the room. These are the only times you can pleasure yourself, or cum. This will continue until I say otherwise.

My eyes widen at her conditions and I give a soft whimper...anyone who requests to play with me? Whether they know or not....eep! I swallow hard and think to myself...I shall never ever disobey her if I live this down! I moan softly at the tug to my nipple, how I want her! But I do not deserve...I have been bad...I'm ripped apart! Love her so much...

Do you understand?

I nod quickly

Yes Mistress, I won't let you down, I promise!

I hold out my hand and wait for her to give me the whip, I'll keep it with me everywhere, promise, promise!

 

[FaeBites]

I hope I do not have to tell you pet, that any failure in this will not be treated lightly.

My eyes go hard; I can see her willing and eager to please now. But she lives up to her name, so she’d better watch herself. A fey will always find out what she needs to know.

This includes any play on PM’s or IM’s, by the way.

I smile slightly; there will be no loopholes for my dove this time. I pick up the whip, placing it in her out stretched hand, and leaning forward to kiss her, my tongue possessing her mouth and lips, invoking a soft purr of pleasure from myself. But I am suddenly weary and half asleep, and my pleasure will have to wait till tomorrow, like her own.

I need sleep pet, are you joining me in the real world, or staying up?

I enquire, offering my hand with the question, the black glittering shadows stirring around me.