Minx The Sphinx's Boudoir

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He watches as the girls lick the floor clean, while he pulls out a small canvas bag, stuffed full of something light enough to be held in one hand. The strings closing the bag are untied and he reaches in, withdrawing a pair of wooden clothespins from within. They snap open and shut in his fingers idly as he waits for the sluts to clean their mess, then he points to the floor at his feet and growls.

Come here and help me out of my clothes, bitches. Tell me... What do you think of clothespins?

The wooden pegs are displayed in front of their faces, then quickly find purchase on each girl's right nipple, clamping down on the flesh and nubs hard, before he pulls out another pair and shows them off to the girls again.
 
I look up as I finish cleaning the floor, gulping as I look at the pegs in his hands. I get up and scurry over as he orders us both to remove his clothes. I start on his shirt, slipping buttons and swallowing as he taunts with the clothespins. I gasp as he takes my breast, still working on his buttons and gritting my teeth as the peg seals around my nipple.

I breathe faster and slip the last of his buttons, tearing his shirt back, I fold it neatly and place it aside, returning to eye the other pegs. I whimper softly and stay standing there as he taunts with it.
 
Grateful the task is ended, a strong distaste forming for dirty floors. Quickly and without hesitation I follow minx's lead and move to assist in undressing Sir Leo, every now and again my eyes flick to the clothes pegs and up to his eyes.

Bratty responses to his question like I hate doing the washing filter through my mind but instead I remain composed and answer honestly "They can hurt Sir, I quite like them when I am highly aroused especially on my nipples Sir, they can help me cum Sir. I have only used plastic pegs before Sir"

I kneel at his feet and begin to remove his shoes and socks and move them to the side, then as Minx pulls back his shirt I slide down his pants. Once he steps free of them I join Minx in folding and neatly placing his clothes to the side. Sir is now gloriously naked and I can not keep my eyes from looking over his form as I return and kneel at his feet my hands behind my back my thighs shoulder width apart my head lowered.
 
*Steps through the door, and looks around.*

Now this place seems interesting, a lady`s boudoir indeed, could be fun, maybe?


My apologies for the intrusion, I will just sit quietly in the corner, and watch.
 
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The wooden pegs were grazing their collective flesh as they removed the last of his clothing. He only had to pause for a moment to step out of his pants when the time came. Once everything was gone, he smiled down at them, his eyes flashing in desire. The second pair of clothespins captured the left nipple of both girls now, tightening on the nubs harshly.

Then you should enjoy them now, since you both just came like the little sluts you are... Now, share that cock, little ones. Taste, enjoy.

Meanwhile, he pulled out several more pegs from the bag, and slowly began attaching them in a line along both sides of each girl's breast, from nipple to armpit, following the curves and pinching sensitive flesh between the rough wooden pegs.
 
When the second clothespin mirrors the other; I hiss sharply and breathe out as the sudden pain flairs and dulls again. Soon they'll burn evenly and drive me nuts but that time is not yet.

I slip down to my knees as he speaks, my mouth moving to his right side, my tongue travelling up and down my side of his shaft, grinning across at Rayne. I feel rather than see what he does, wincing as a line of clothespins start making their way up my breasts.


Oooffffuuuu......ccckk.....

I hiss out, grimacing as one gains purchase closer to my armpit where the flesh becomes more sensitive. I continue to lick him, dipping my mouth to suck his balls in an effort to distract myself when the burning begins, my face flushing crimson as I feel the gush of my contracting cunt which is caused by the clothespins and the pain.
 
The clothes pin pinch harshly and make the flesh burn angrily with the pain, Rayne closes her eyes and breaths through each one wincing from the pain but controlling her response thus far, her nipples hard painful buds on tips of her breast and her pussy dripping as she moves to taste and sample his cock.

Blue eyes smoldering with desire she parts her lips and slides her mouth along the left side of his cock, she could feel minx's pressure on the other side and every so often lips would brush around his shaft like a teasing kiss. Rayne moaned around his shaft teasing it with her lips and her tongue, sliding her head down every so often to suck on his left testicle before sliding her mouth back up the left side of his shaft.

Her eyes flicked up to him as he added more pegs along her large breasts, as every new peg clamped shut she hissed her breath and shifted in her stance her pussy spasming so aroused by the pain and his cock she began to moan in pleasure as she applied herself to his task and sucked and tasted his cock.
 
Scene ended prematurely due to time restrictions on my part and a desire to have use of my Boudoir for something else before the RW tears me from Lit for an unknown period of time. My apologies to all affected.
 
No worries Hun, I hope you get the chance to really enjoy yourself before your forced on vacation.
 
Thanks Rayne...

Whispers a sigh of words to her as I enter my boudoir and allow it to rectify the mess made with a murmured command.

Clean it up little Sphinx,
Even if no one wants to play with a Minx.
I like to live in the ideal,
Give me what I need to feel...

My boudoir reacts to the issued rhyme and rights itself as I make my way over and plonk down on a couch as the candles pop into life at last, wearing...

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I sigh and get up, unable to work on threads and knowing my time here is short with only two days left before things become seriously unstable for me. It's frustrating to say the least. I cross to the stereo and keep thinking over everything I need to get done in such a short space of time.

Fuck it.

I flick the sound system on and press PLAY as I walk to my wardrobe and throw the doors open, rummaging until I find the outfit I want and get changed in a blur.


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I shut the doors with a slam and turn on my heel as the lyrics begin at long last, oh but how this song reminds me of so many things that I can't help but smile when it plays. I lean against my bed frame and survey the room that came to be almost a year ago, its been nearly 11 months since the Boudoir met creation and oh, how it has grown in that time. How I have grown...

I turn the lights out and let the candles warm and light the room, shadows spilling across splashes of colour, darkening and lighting the expanse. The X frame and stocks have been unused since the last two visitors I had wanted them and I was locked in that X Frame for its christening. I remember and never forget an experience inside my Boudoir, locked away in the archives of time for all to see.

I sigh and look at my new bed, the one before had been where Fae decided to let me meet my end in torturous bondage. I crack a smile over that one as my eyes flit across to the couches where people sat and talked about a great many things, the ice bucket...I shiver, oh god how I hated the day we were all dropping cubes down each others shirts and pants.

The hose.

I start laughing cause that was just too good! The strawberries that sit next to my bed to remind me of Babygurl and the shibari rope that hangs next to the X Frame to keep Luna close to me. Rayne of course owns the candles, many of which have been her very own fuck you hard kind of gifts. She loves to be troublesome for me. I crack a grin and touch the bed again.

Much like Ausus.

I let that one linger a long time before I spin into the centre of my room and look up at that skylight with a sigh and a murmur


Fuck you...I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this...

I shake my head and smirk, looking around the room where people have met, made friends, fought and argued and where sex and sin have collided. Hot mess in a dream...fantasy...and screams...

And soon, I'll be handing it over to someone else to borrow in my absence, to take care of my room and keep the dust off it. Two stinking days...I sigh, it doesn't seem long enough to do everything I both need and want to. It's rather depressing. The song will change in a second...need something to cheer me up hugely...
 
The SONG changes and I grin broadly, my pen starts to fly, fuck this shit cause I might as well get something out before I am done and dusted myself. Get off your fat ass you stupid muse...Ima kick you...I swear it!
 
I wander across the expanse of my bedroom, blowing out each candle and coming to the door, switching the lights out. The white sheets billow in the unseen draft, each one covered in preparation for my forced vacation.

Finally, it isn't going to be of use in sometime so I am closing it up until my return. My friends have keys, I lock the door and think of this with a sigh. Maybe someone will drop by in my absence...

I walk away from it after a long gaze at the door and drift into the ether of the RW...
 
The dust stirs, the room holds it breath. Power rises, a glittering dark fog of fey magic, stronger then anything the room had seen before. And boy had it seen. The elements chime in, a breathe of wind, the scent of freshly turned soil, a wave of heat followed closely by a light mist. Something definitely had the natural order of things in a bit of a stir. Then all of a sudden, she was there, ethereal and seductive. She had changed, a new power thrummed through her, begging to be tested.

Her hair was a dark and vibrant red, coiled on top of her head with curls that dangled possessively around her neck, her eyes when she opened them a wicked emerald. She blinked, as though taking a moment to recognize the room, her gaze falling on the bed. A whimper of pleasure rises... a memory... but it brings a smile to her lips. She wanders forward, a hand stretched out to trail along the surfaces. The dust itself seemed to quiver, and none dared cling to her finger tips.

The room was abandoned, for now at least, that was clear.
The owners final goodbye still hung around brushing against the Lady's magical senses. She breathed in deeply, searching for scents long faded with time. The room seemed to quiver again, and she frowned. "Hush." She purred, and instantly everything was still and as it was again. Her smile grew, hungry and predatory.

She walked to the bed, her heels clicking on wooden floor. She stroked the sheets, a trail of amethyst stones trickling into them in her wake. She didn't stop in till they tumbled to the floor, glittering and violet. And on the pillow... an Opal the size of a fist, magic glittering from within it.

"I Have Returned." Came the purring growl, dripping with searing intent. Her magic infused the words into the air, for the rooms owner to hear moments after entering. "No one is Safe!" Her chuckle was dark but vibrant, anticipation drawing her tongue across her lips. She blew a kiss to empty air, magic bubbling up around her in chaotic playfulness.

"To a new era..." Lady Sassette murmurs to herself with a half smile, then dissipates... though this time, not without a trace.
 
I enter my room, the key turning in the rusted lock with an absurd creak as the door is thrust open. The Sphinx rights itself as I open it, all manner of dust observing the covered furniture is sucked into an unseen abyss and the sparkle of cleanliness is left behind.

I can smell her though.

She's not the same, she's changed, she's different but she was here.

My eyes dart left to right as though within a moment I might see her, she is long gone.

"If you thought I would forget you, forget how you smell Lady, you were wrong..." I whisper to the emptiness and a delightful shiver of fear and arousal shoots up my spine, the same sensation she would give me in a nanosecond with her presence.

"A year Lady...a whole year...it took you that long and it has been..." A sharp intake of breath, "...far too long."

If she doesn't return after this, then I should feel my heart break, shatter...in such divinity. Though with a touch to the sheets of my bed, I know this is not her last, not this time...oh but how I have missed her!

"This place longs for you Lady, it has...it has always longed for you, not the same..." I murmur softly, she would hear me by her magics as she always has, my ever and ever guardian, my ever and ever bitchy babe...

A wry grin spreads over ruby red lips, "You taint me Lady, you tease me with your presence, how I adore you still as I always have and how I have missed you."

"I Have Returned."

Her voice lingers, touched by Sphinx and Fey magics alike, how it melts me to hear!

"And I wait you." I say in kind to let her know, I'm still here...I will always return for her...

I settle on my bed for a nap, a night's sleep, a long night indeed for I return to work in the morning but she knows she can find me whenever, wherever she wants...
 
Chuckling softly and gliding over to my favorite chaise, the only thing I can think of...

If the Lady is back, the downfall of Minx is not far behind.

A whole nother fit of giggles.
 
Wanders into my boudoir and decides it's time to spend...time here. I take my pen and paper up, setting them on the couch for my use and then I whisper to the Sphinx herself.

This place stinks,
Clean it up little Sphinx.
Set me a mood that's mean,
Something to make me scream...


The room responds and candles pop with bright fire, the sheets covering furniture disappear and my room is habitable once again.

She's not done.

The stereo crackles to life and my mouth spreads into an amused grin as it plays this >>SONG<<.

I shake my ass a little bit, biting my bottom lip with a smile before I flop down on the couch with pen and paper, tapping incessantly and praying my muse might get off her fat fuckin' ass.

Chuckling softly and gliding over to my favorite chaise, the only thing I can think of...

If the Lady is back, the downfall of Minx is not far behind.

A whole nother fit of giggles.

I send her a message back, "If I go down...it's gonna be on you!"

;)

What The Minx Is Wearing Today:

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Wanders into the boudoir. Enjoying the light settings and looking around the plush environment, smiling to myself, idly swinging my long leather crop from side to side.

"I wonder what the minx is wearing today?"

Musing to myself as I find a comfortable looking chair and sitting down, crossing my legs and casting an approving eye once more over the room.
 
I enter my Boudoir slowly, smiling as I peer around the door and spy her sitting inside.

"Glad you found it..." I grin when she looks up and I step into view.

What the Minx is Wearing Today:

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"What do you think of my decore?" I leave it at that without a name because she hasn't told me her preference just yet.
 
I look around again

"Very Gorean"

"And very much enjoying today's outfit."

I add with a wink and a wicked grin.

"By the way, call me Miss or Pen, I don't mind either"
 
A soft knock on the door before I open it slowly and step inside. Looking around and closing my eyes remembering the last time I had been here. I smile and look around making note of the new look. I pull a note out of my pocket and leave it on the bed before making my way back out the door.

"Hello Minx!
Long time no see, hope your doing well!
Looks like I came at a bad time, I'll try to visit when your around next!
Take care and see you later!"
 
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