Minx The Sphinx's Boudoir

[Fira]

I lean into the caress, my eyes closing briefly, then opening again to watch his face intently as he continues to speak, first to Minx, and then to me.

His words leave a lump in my throat, tears sparkling in my eyes. When he opens the case, my breath catches. It’s more beautiful than I could have imagined. A single tear escapes as he kisses my forehead.

I lift the collar and place it around my neck, hearing the click as it fastens in place. These two know more than anyone what this means to me, and I’m determined to do whatever I need to do to make it work out. They know my level of devotion to them both, and that I don’t take this lightly, just as they don’t.

In a soft voice, I manage to reply.

I accept your collar, Master.

 

[Bsquad]

I nod, a smile on my lips, but the gravity of the moment not lost on me. I caress both of their faces and then kneel down next to them, my hands still on their chins, and then I lift their chins, first kissing my Helot deeply and then kissing my Rensa just as passionately.

"You both know this relationship, and we all know it's limits, and it's importance to the three of us. Now...in those cases..." I nod to the two small ring cases, "...there are two pendants...an opal, and an ameythist...both made to lock together on my own chain." I say the words softly, it's not a collar, but a momento, a reminder of the two women who trust me dearly, who trust me to place their control into my hands.

"Place them on me, they lock together...and I will be Master, and never forget that honor." I say the words, and my fingers gently brush the silver bands on both their necks.

 

[monique_minx]

His fiery kiss leaves me breathless and I have to struggle to concentrate on what he says about the two smaller cases, I smile and take my sister's hand as I reach for one case while I gesture for her to take the other as he touches our collars.

I smile as I see the gold band around his neck, knowing the pendants we shall attach to it will mark us as his property not only on us but on him as well. Sometimes my Master's originality thrills me! I take the case and slip my thumbnail into the crack; opening it. I grin and turn to my sister, twisting the case until she sees the Amethyst; fitting that I should pick up hers instead of my own.

I release my sister's hand after giving it a tight squeeze and take the pendant out, reaching up to the band at my Master's throat and attaching it with tenderness. I wait until my sister attachs the other and we press; locking them in place.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

*watching silently what is transpiring inwardly he smiles happy for the two women he calls friends, seeing at least they are happy with their decisions and he wishes them luck, rising he stretchs and shakes out his fur before hopping down off the couch, moving to the door he smiles then vanishes in a dark myst*

 

[Fira]

A slight whimper as he kisses me, knowing that it won’t be the last, but the fact that it’s the first since I can openly call him Master is not lost on me, and it’s one I will treasure forever.

The idea that he will also carry a reminder around his neck of the bond between us chokes me up again, and my hand shakes slightly as I reach for the small box in front of me with one hand, my sister’s hand in the other. We open the cases at the same time, smiling at each other as we show that we have the other’s pendant.

I watch as she place’s mine on the chain, then lean forward to place hers next to it, both of us pressing at the same time to lock them together, in place.

 

[Bsquad]

I feel both hands on my neck, and the dual pendants there on the gold chain. It is...unorthodox, but it is something that is important. I feel the pressure, and the soft clcik as they lock together, a momento that I won't forget, and my hand comes up to join theirs all three mingling on the pendant there at my own throat. Three reminders, of something that is important to the three of us.

"Helot, I love you. Rensa, I care for you. And I will never forget my responsiblity as your master." I say simply, my hand not leaving theirs.

 

[monique_minx]

I smile as I look at our hands and hear his words, I decide to say something of my own in return to him and then to my sister

I love you too my Master and I trust you with all of me...

I turn to my sister, not removing my hand from theirs, my smile unwavering

And sis, I trust you and I care so much about you. You have done an unbelievable amount for us both and it makes me so proud to be your sister Fee...

 

[Fira]

Our hands locked together at his throat. So fitting. His hand over ours as he speaks yet again. Between his words and my sister’s, I have a hard time voicing the depth of my feelings at this moment. Swallowing hard several times, I finally manage to whisper.

Master, I care for you more than you will ever be able to comprehend. You have saved me in ways beyond words, and I will never take advantage of that.

Turning to my sister, the one I have tormented for months, the one that has been more than a sister to me, I also address her in a whisper.

I’m proud and honored that you have accepted me, accepted this. I care for you as well, more than you will ever know. I can’t imagine anyone I would rather have as a sister.

 

[Bsquad]

I smile as I listen to my subs, feeling the warmth of their hands in mine and I slowly lift them both up to my lips and I kiss them gently.

"We know how much the three of us went to get here. The seriousness, and the pain, the honesty, and the difficulty...and we all know what we need for this. Honesty, and trust, in everything." I say quietly, they know their rules, their common ones and those specific to each. I slowly kiss my Helot's wrist, then my Rensa's. We haven't much time, but I treasure that which the three of us have together...but it is vanishing faster than I would wish, and I rise to my feet, looking down at my Helot and my Rensa. My submissives, of their own free will, both of their own desire. I did not seek this commitment from either one of them, but they came to me, for their own reasons, for their own desires, and they both mean the world to me. I take their hands and slowly lift them to their feet.

"I am glad that we've done this my subs. But for now, I think the Boudoir will find our presence wanting...for reality calls us back..." I say quietly and I slowly guide them to the door, their silver collars glittering, and my gold neckchain gleaming as we step through the void and away from the boudoir, another memory never to be forgotten added to the many.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

My classes over, I sneak back into the boudoir, exceedingly happy for my friends, though I know that my consigliere has his work cut out for him. I leave two gifts and a card.

My dearest Fira, a little sting always makes my focus better. I hope this accomplishes the same for you.

My vixen, my vixen.. figured it was time for an upgrade on the handcuffs my sweet girl.

Though the gifts bear their names B.. they are really for you. Kisses, Aus

 

[VampiricTouch]

She steals into the Boudoir again, taking a surreptitious look from the door to see who's about

 

[chronicle_tenko]

She steals into the Boudoir again, taking a surreptitious look from the door to see who's about

*Sweetly stealing a soft touch at the little woman's neck before walking out again.*

 

[monique_minx]

Appears in a dusting of glitter and smiles, brushing myself off

That was...different...

I giggle and spy VT, I give her a warm hug

Hey darling, sorry I didn't know you were about! Off in my own little world for awhile there!

I grin as I see Ausus' gift and I know my Master will love them

 

[VampiricTouch]

She blows CT a kiss as he leaves and offers M&M a hug

"Hey there! How's your muse treating you?"

 

[monique_minx]

Smiles and releases her slowly, sighing

She was behaving really well the other day but I guess that's probably because I was so damn excited to get my H&H thread off the ground! Now she has gone into a little retreat since the RW keeps tugging me away before I can smack her and make her work!

Giggles, thinking of that and shaking my head

It's not too bad, just cause I've had a few job interviews recently that have stolen much of my attention. How are you hun?

 

[monique_minx]

What NOT to say to your Dominant...

A hilarious list by an Unknown Author, this totally cracked me up and has me begging to try some of this out just to see what happens Minx is feeling suicidal I think...

Pushing limits does not mean making Master so angry the vein above his right eye throbs.

"Quit it!" "Ow, damnit!" "I'm hiding that toy when you go to work tomorrow" and cursing a blue streak are not safe words.

"Oh my god, where did you get those, they are gorgeous!!!" is not considered boot worship.

"Ya want fries with that?", "Want me to drink it for you too?" are not appropriate remarks when Master gives you an elaborate drink order.

Flipping your dominant off while your hands are cuffed behind your back is a bad idea. Owners have ways of knowing these things.

Putting lube, goop, Superglue, ink or any other substance that will sully the hands of Master on his toys while setting up for a session is not a good idea.

Kicking that toy you hate far under the bed is futile. Master will only secure your wristcuffs to your anklecuffs and make you crawl for it... repeatedly.

"Bite me" is never an intelligent response to a command.

Doing your Beavis and Butthead imitation of "Fire, fire, fire, fire!" during Master's lecture on fireplay safety is considered rude.

Responding with "Yes, All Wise, All Knowing Grand Imperial Weenie" is not appropriate when Master asks you if you are comfortable during a bondage scene.

Asking to go to the bathroom every five minutes while Master practices his Japanese rope work on you will try his patience, quickly.

Crossing your eyes and sticking your tongue out while your dominant is discussing your punishment is not wise.

There is no such thing as slave immunity, free slave day, or the pms defense.
The slave jury might not convict you, but the Dom judge will override the verdict. Count on it.

Pretending Master's collection of buttplugs are toys and singing the "Weebles wobble but they won't fall down" song is not a good idea.

Repeatedly blowing out each candle Master lights during wax play will get you punished.

Checking Master's head for the 666 symbol after a harsh punishment will only get you more of the same, or worse.

"I know you are but what am I?" is not the appropriate response when called a raunchy little whore during humiliation play.

Using the spreader bars, paddles or canes for the fireplace is not a good plan.

"Missed me, missed me, now ya gotta kiss me" is an unacceptable remark when Master's flogger slips.

When Master pulls out his bullwhip and says he wants to play, he doesn't mean hide-and-seek...he will find you eventually.

Calling Merry Maids when you are ordered to spruce the place up is not what your dominant had in mind.

"Faster, faster, we need a new Master" is NOT the song to sing during a session.

"Oh, and you think I am?" is an unacceptable response to hearing your dominant say he is not pleased.

During a play party is not the time to do your hilarious imitation of Igor and hunch over, moaning "Yes, Master" when ordered to fetch something.

Adding "Sir" or "Master" to "Fuck that plan!" will not save you.

Singing the chorus of "Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better" under your breath during a session is considered foolhardy.

Arguing whether "Master might not be right, but Master is never wrong" is Zen or Buddhist philosophy will only get you rewarded with kneeling in the corner on a bed of Legos "to help you consider the question in quiet contemplation."

Reciting nursery rhymes during an interrogation scene to crack your Owner up only lasts for so long. Then you will pay BIG.

Asking "Is that as HARD as you can hit??" is considered a cry for help amongst submissive suicide prevention workers.

 

[monique_minx]

Top 10 Signs you are Too Old for BDSM

Author: Unknown, totally adding these to my Jump for a Joke thread too!

10. Sensory deprivation is when your Dom hides your hearing aid batteries.

9. Your nipple clamps have training wheels.

8. Edge play is standing by the microwave with a pacemaker.

7. When you tell your sub to get the cane, she has to specify "walking" or "beating".

6. You can't tell the difference between your tattoos and your age spots.

5. You shout "One, two, three, CLEAR!" for electrical play.

4. Your idea of breath play is when your wheelchair runs over your oxygen hose.

3. Your idea of suspension is an UltraLift bra.

2. You hold the paddle and say, "You're younger than me....back into the paddle ....HARD!"

And the Number One way to tell you might be too old for BDSM:

1. Age play really is 24/7.

 

[yeishia]

Happy Easter/Spring to you!

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[monique_minx]

I enter my boudoir tonight with a quick purpose, a stop over on my way to bed. I wander into the room and take up the discarded leather collar from the floor; my hand brushing over the silver that encircles my throat now. I sigh softly and turn the collar over to examine the metal 'F' stitched inside. I run a thumb over it - it's cold for the first time in four months.

I shall always love my Lady Fae but now our real lives had taken us along different paths though perhaps in the not too distant future - I shall meet her in the RW. For now I happily take the cyber collar and place it on a high shelf which takes pride in my boudoir; just as Fae takes pride as my dear friend.

I shall miss her...a sad thought indeed but we will talk occasionally still. I sigh softly and release it at last, scooping up Ausus' presents and placing them on the table for my Master's perusal at another time. A last lingering look of pain and sadness at that beautiful leather that so long kissed my pale flesh and I vanish into the Real World again...pain of Easter not yet gone but a cheshire like smile disappearing at Yeishia's boundless Easter wishes to me...

 

[monique_minx]

What a real Master is...

Now that BDSM and digital networking have come together, I hear from many women asking for help to sort out the real Masters from posers. That is a very good thing.

Here is my opinion of what it means to be a true Master.

A real Master is much more sensitive and caring than a macho type of man. This can seem ironic at first but there is a big difference between aggressive dominant behavior and the behavior of a true Master who often waits quite a long time before asserting his dominance.

Submissives, by nature, do not assert what they want. A true submissive is a very strong person with the confidence to surrender control to a Master. A submissive is NEVER a victim. But, she knows that the very act of telling a man that she wants to be tied up, for example, can run the risk of "topping from the bottom" which ruins the moment and eventually the relationship. Submissive women always find a wonderful, but often subtle way of showing that they want you to take control but it is up to the Master to devine the details of what she wants through his own perceptions and experience.

Every woman is unique and every submissive woman has unique needs, desires, fantasies and hopes. The only thing submissives have in common is the desire that the right type of dominant man will unveil their submission and push them to explore the extreme limits of their deeply rooted desires. Pain is just one example, but a good one. Every submissive woman I have ever been with had a different level of tolerance for pain and a different psychological reaction to the role of pain in an M/s relationship.

While on the surface, especially to a novice, it appears that the Master is simply dictating what the slave must do, the reality is that a true Master is intensely tuned in to the unspoken aspects of a relationship and is constantly adjusting his approach. A true Master always has the goal of getting as deep inside the head of his slave as he possible can. Wearing leather and carrying a whip and hand cuffs at the ready has nothing to do with it.

Real Masters understand that what is happening on the surface when you observe an M/s relationship is usually just a hint of what is going on deep inside the mind of the slave. Speaking for myself, the physical submission is very exciting but it is tapping into the psyche of a truly submissive woman that is most fulfilling.

Some submissives have rape type fantasies. That is the hardest "scene" for a true Master to play out. True Master's hate the idea of forcing themselves upon a woman. They crave the opposite. For myself, I do not want to complete the final act of intercourse until a woman is literally begging for it - she should be so on the edge of ecstasy and pain and emotions - that she simply must have me. That is what most true Master's seek.

If you keep these things in mind, it will be pretty easy to sort out the hundreds of men on Myspace who are posturing as a Master as opposed to actually being one.

~ To the credit of MasterMarx from New York, a new friend of mine and my sister sub Fira ~

 

[monique_minx]

Minx wishes to let my good friend Trouble know that he is being ignored...and to my co writers...realizing I am owing in 9 threads currently, I ask for patience please. I am currently 'attempting' to quit smoking for the first time in years and my muse has gone with the incoming withdrawal symptoms.

Thanks all!

 

[monique_minx]

My song for a day...

No more Trouble...

Lift - Shannon Noll

I know you're hurting
Feels like you're learning
'Bout life the hard way
And it ain't working

Seems like forever
That you've been falling
It's time to move on
You're life is calling, yeah

This was never meant to be the end
Close the book and start again

[CHORUS]
Cause I know how hard it can get
But you gotta lift
You gotta lift
And sometimes that's how it is
But I know you're stronger
Stronger than this
You gotta lift
You gotta lift

When you can feel your
Whole body's aching
What's left of your heart
It won't stop breaking
You gotta let go
You took a hit
Time to pick up now
Move on from this

This was never meant to be the end
Close the book and start again

[CHORUS]
Cause I know how hard it can get
But you gotta lift
You gotta lift
And sometimes that's how it is
But I know you're stronger
Stronger than this
You gotta

Lift yourself up above all the hurt
Don't give in
Wipe your eyes and remember
You're better than this
Let them know
That they took their best shot
And missed
C'mon and lift

This was never meant to be the end
Close the book and start again

[CHORUS]
Cause I know how hard it can get
But you gotta lift
You gotta lift
And sometimes that's how it is
But I know you're stronger
Stronger than this
You gotta lift
You gotta lift

Pick up now...
Pick up now...

 

[VampiricTouch]

She slips quietly into the boudoir and leaves a bouquet of flowers on the table for M&M.
I hope all is well with you

Quietly she steals back outside and softly closes the door.

 

[monique_minx]

Wanders into the bounds of my boudoir knowing I have neglected it recently and considering making it a come and go talk thread since I am so unable to keep up with my friends otherwise. Seeing the flowers and hearing VT's lingering words merely pushes the point home with me and I scoop the up with a deep sigh, smelling them and smiling slightly.

I conjure up a vase of water and place them in it so that they will be eternal and leave some words of my own for VT

I'm not so bad my sweet...I'm sorry to have missed you, seems to be a frequent occurance of late, limited time to be spent in the lounge outside of a post or two...committing myself to a few hours is...more difficult. I hope you're doing well my lovely, I'm reading along with Psyren and loving it, such a wonderful idea! I hope you won't stop dropping by...even if I am not about...I always make time for my friends....

I sigh and vanish in a black glittery haze; reminiscent of my mood which is not at all fine with so much on my mind at the moment...

 

[VampiricTouch]

Thank you for reading along, Psyren has a very good crew writing, though several of it's members are a bit swamped with RL issues. I do hope your mood lightens up as well as whatever it is in RL or Lit that darkens it.

I'm doing well. Life is relatively uneventful. I think I'm either too addicted to lit or I don't have enough active threads. It leaves a lot of empty space ...

She leaves a hug waiting in the boudoir before fading into RL