Minx The Sphinx's Boudoir

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<I listen to Fae's words and I watch Minxy's face with a keen eye. She's my partner, my friend...I slowly stand up, passing the spinning chess board and kneeling down in front of Minxy, we're close enough to touch, my gray eyes staring into her brown eyes with a funny look on my face. I turn my head and look down at her black leather collar, the Opal on one side, the Ameythest on the other...and the small silver key that dangles from the front of the collar.>

It's a beautiful collar... <My words seem almost absent minded, but my eyes drift up to look into Minxy's once again. I shift my weight and sit back on my heels, my elbows resting on my knees and my chin setting in my hands, making the mattle black handcuffs around my wrists all the more visible to her as she looks at me fearfully.>

<I look over at Fae and wonder for a moment, just what would be best.>

I'd like these cuffs off... <My words escape in a whisper, and my fingers stretch towards her throat, but I pause. I sit there in silence, watching Minxy cringe from my almost touch, terrified of what it might mean for her, but I don't press closer, I simply sit and wait. My eyes drift up to Fae for a moment, meeting her dark blueish gray gaze before the return to Minxy's brown eyes. My fingers pull back and I smile.>

But I think I'll wait. I like the way that key looks on your collar. <I wink and slowly lean back to sit on the floor and lean my back against the bed, watching Minxy and Fae with a small smile on my lips.>
 
Growls as my partner continues to torture me and I sigh as AMC leaves, didn't mean to make him feel left out! I pout a bit and look at my partner

That was cruel....
 
<I smile and look very evil as I watch Minxy.>

You'd prefer I do something else?

<I frown as AMC left, I didn't want him to think that we had wanted him to leave.>
 
I give amc a sad farewell, I hadn’t meant to leave him out either. I watch Bs closely as he approaches, a small smile lingering on my lips as I wait for the boundary to be crossed. Then when he speaks, and retreats, I’m silent for a moment. Then I start laughing, relaxing back into the chair, lolling against it as my amusement takes hold.

Ah, Bs, sometimes you can be as mean as me.

I glance at my pet from the corner of my eye.

Well… nearly. But for that, you deserve some small reward.

I wave my hand, glittering shadows reaching out towards him, tingling around his wrists. When they with draw away the cuffs are lined with velvet. I grin.

To help with the chafing.
 
<I smile at Fae as she adds black velvet to my cuffs.>

Thank you Fae, though if you want me too, there are many ways that I can torment dear Minxy.

<I wink at Fae.>

Or I could torment you, of course.
 
I grin at Bsquad, resting my head back against the chair and watching him through half lidded eyes.

I’m not easy to torment, especially not with your hands bound.
 
<I smile at the challenge Fae presents, I'm not quite as restrained as it may seem, after all, the cuffs are in front of me. I lean closer to Fae, resting my chin on her knee and looking up into her eyes with a smile.>

Well, you never know what I'm capable of Fae. Of course, since I can't torment Minxy...I should torment you.

<My hands grip your ankles and I yank, hard. Pulling you off the chair in your unawares state and letting you settle to the floor with a thump. Before you cah react, I've moved and my hands are reasting on your shoulders, the cuff chain stretched taut between the velvet covered bracelets...coyingly above your throat.>

I'm full of suprises.
 
Vanishes from the boudoir for a while, posting in threads....I'm owing in a few of mine!

I will stay in Velvet however!
 

I raise my eyebrow as his chin rests on me, realising I had exaggerated before, I’m not that hard to torment I suppose, but we’d see how he got around his bindings. While I’m musing however, I feel the chair is suddenly lost beneath me. I gasp as I hit the ground, a growl growing my throat, I tense to move but he’s already beaten me to it. I feel the chain temptingly close to constricting my throat, and swallow faintly. I have, after all, revealed to much of my desires to him as of late.


So you are.

I agree, my legs slowly stroking up his, searching for his one moment of distraction…
 
<I grin down at Fae and my eyes sparkle as I can see her considering her options, and feeling her legs move.>

Oh yes Fae...but you know I'm not into the kind of play you'll enjoy in a lounge...our threads will have to be enough.

<It's a subtle motion with my wrists, brushing the chain against Fae's throat for a scant heartbeat before I release my hands from her shoulders and pull away. I sit up somewhat, my knees between her thights and I look down at her with a tempting glint in my eyes.>
 
My breath catches for a quarter of a second as I feel the brush of the chain, butterflies threatening my stomach. But no, of course, he doesn’t follow through. I scowl at him, tempted to hang him from the ceiling by his ankles in revenge.

Because that helps my frustrations any. Jerk.

I mutter. But then, of course he set out to torment me. My scowl deepens when I realise how easily I let him get to me.

One of these days you’re going to stumble over a line of my control, and you’re gonna end up in a big pot of hot water.

I threaten, sitting up and weighing my options to beat him up or to use the advantage of my magic.
 
<I sit down on the bed, looking at Fae with a small smile.>

You've got our threads dear friend. And you have velvet, but I just don't play as roughly in here as you desire. <My voice sounds apologetic at the last bit...I would enjoy helping Fae with her frustration...but I can't do that for her, as much as I wish I could.>
 
Yea, yea, yea.

I mutter, and huff in annoyance. I decide against attacking him now, better to wait intill he doesn't expect it. I retreat and shrug, settling a cool calm and collected persona back over my irritation, and grinning at him.

One of these days, Bs, just one of these days...

I promise, darting in to kiss him, forcing his head back with my lips, pressing my body to his. My hands steal down his back as I press between his thighs, rubbing my body against his. Then I disappear from the boudoir before he can enjoy it to much with nothing more then a giggle and a wink.
 
*Enters my boudoir, before sleep i remember i must complete the second half of my punishment but it is better to do it where others will not be effected...I sigh thinking sadly of Rayne's reaction to my broken skin. I slip my boots off, my skirt, top and underwear quickly follow until nothing but my collar and beautiful bracelet and rings given to me by Falcon adorns my body. I lay back on my bed, wincing ever so slightly as the healing has only just begun on the fresh wounds to my back. My hand dips, tracing my breasts and trailing down to my mound. I circle my pussy lovingly and think of my Mistress as i find my clit, my index finger slipping down over my wet slit, dripping from the whipping i had given myself. My breathing quickens and i close my eyes, picturing my Mistress' loving gaze...the one she wears when she is pleased with me and the one i hope to see again soon! My thumbs flicks over my clit, electricity shoots through me and i spasm slightly, biting my lip as i move my thumb faster. My breathing increases, my toes curl and my legs tense then relax, my finger working in and out of my pussy with increasing speed. My other hand flies to caress my breasts, my nipples already hard with excitement and my climax is building quickly! I moan without care, knowing i am alone and my moans become screams that echo in my otherwise empty boudoir. I writhe and buck as i bring myself to a much needed orgasm, unable to decide which half of my punishment induces more pleasure from me but knowing it's the embarressment i fear the most! Feels so good as i collapse, withdrawing my hand and crawling under the safety of the blankets, feeling slight pain on my breast. I look down and give a small smile at the tiny cut i see there, i hold my hand up and see a small amount of blood on the bracelet, chain and rings Falcon gave me. I smile at the sight, it seems it's more than just beautiful when i'm excited! I click my fingers and am dressed again, i scoop up my whip and hang it from my belt before exiting my boudoir*
 
*Ghostly whispers*


Partner - You know you want me so bad!

Quoting because I think that its more of an invitation then what I said last night and I dont want to be the only one to cause minx punishment so NER NER NER (sorry minx but Its fair)
 
Quoting because I think that its more of an invitation then what I said last night and I dont want to be the only one to cause minx punishment so NER NER NER (sorry minx but Its fair)

:eek: I was not inviting! I was being factual, it wasn't a question! Meany!!
 
<The boudoir is quiet...very quiet...but the magic remains. Inside it, two things appear. One is a black rose, tied with a strip of black silk. The petals are perfection, the stem, exquisite. The peice of black silk has something on it, a silvery key to a handcuff.>

I shall forever be greatful to you for what you were willing to do for me...consider this gift a token to you Fae, the other key is yours. -Your Treasured Friend.

<Another rose appears, this one yellow streaked with red in a beautiful stripe pattern, the symbolism only known to one who's studied such matters. This is tied with a strip of white silk, and a note attached to it.>

Thank you for saying what you did Minxy, it meant a lot and I will never forget it, because I know how much you didn't want to do it. Thank you. -Your Partner.

<The two roses hang in the air, waiting for their recipients to arrive and recive them.>
 
The pull of magic has my name imprinted on it, so I'm drawn forwards. I appear before my gift, a glance around showing no one else is there. I reach out hesitantly to take my rose, my eyes softening as I read, fingering the silver key.

Aw, Bs.

I murmur, shaking my head to clear the haze of emotions. I untie the silk and key, tying it around my neck and tucking it into the neckline of my top. Nestled between my cleavage, I grin despite myself at the gesture. With a stroke of the rose against my cheek, I let my magic consume me once more.
 
I enter my boudoir, something in the air tells me to...it has been quiet for a few days and now...suddenly active if only for a moment! I wander over as I spy the rose...white silk? I crack a smile at such a symbol of innocence...I read the note and press my lips together

Awww...partner...you're welcome...

I whisper to the empty depths and take the rose with me...remembering to ask what it means later as he usually leaves me a black rose. I receive the kisses from my wolven playmate joyously, I'm saddened that I missed her though...I exit with a smile on my face and in my heart
 
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Merry Christmas guys, I will catch up with you all after the holidays, I hope you all have a great Christmas.
 
Presents materilise on my pets bed, wrapped in silver and black paper. In one, a pair of leather cuffs, identicle to her collar down to the gems and the D ring in the center. In the second is a double sided corset, one side is red with black lace, glittering wording across the boning says 'Monique'. Turned inside out, it is black with red lace, the glittering wording reading 'Minxy'.

There's a small card aswell,
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The note on the back reads.

Just incase Santa is being a jerk...
Love you pet, have a great day!
 
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