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Victoria_2001_02769 said:
didn't mean to sound as if I was pushing DVS. :( :eek: Heaven only knows that I understand how it is when that "little kinky guy" takes flight. I have only just recently felt well enough to get back to working on Chapter 5 of my current story. I had been so sick, and had "0" energy level; that writing was the last thing I wanted to do, and had no inspiration to do it when I had the privacy to do so.
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Oh, no problem. I didn't think you were pushing. I was just letting you and everybody else know that the next installment is about 50% finished. It is possible that I could find the inspiration to finish it. :D But, it is equally as possible that I won't. :(

So, I was just saying not to look for it, unless it happens to show up. That way, you won't be sad if it doesn't show, and you might be pleasantly suprised, if it does.;)
 
This installment is a continuation from post #2380.​

Well, let's just say I had a surge of sexual inspiration. Enough to get this installment finished, at least. And after reading this one, I think you'll agree, the next one should be kind of...explosive. How's that for a clift hanger?

I hope you enjoy this installment.


I played with her body some more...the ice causing her to twitch in anticipation. Then, after a while of that, I'd press the vibe against her clit for a split second to bring her arousal back. Her orgasm was getting so close that I felt like I was playing with a loaded gun. She could go off at any time.

And, although I was having fun, I thought I should include someone else. As long as I was controlling it, I didn’t see a problem with yet another form of stimulation. And a distraction from the ice and vibe combination would be interesting.

I didn’t think I could trust Rita, but I did think Lucy would listen to me. She was always eager to join in, and without Rita’s involvement, I thought I could control her. I didn’t think I’d have to watch her like I had to watch Rita.

I looked over to where Lucy and Rita were sitting. Boredom hadn’t taken over, but neither of them looked like they were really part of the fun.
“Lucy? How would you like to come help me, for a bit?”

Of course, Rita was a little pissed that I asked Lucy, but Lucy jumped right up. “Sure. What do I do?”

“Pick up that crop and kneel down beside her...just in case. I need a little bit of a counter feeling, every so often, and that’s you.” Then, I pointed my finger at Lucy to make sure she understood. “You don’t do anything unless I request it. Understand?”

Lucy was a bit startled by my finger pointing, but I also knew she understood me. “Yes, Sir.”

OK, with that decided, we could continue with the fun. The slut was so involved, she seemed OK with a crop wielding Lucy kneeling beside her. I wonder if she would have been the same, if it had been Rita. That was just the reason I’d picked Lucy.

“OK, Lucy...I’m going to press this ice against her nipples. Then, after a few seconds, I want you to snake that crop down between her legs. Do you understand?”

Lucy smiled. “Oh, yes, Sir!”

“Then, I’m going remove the ice and tell you to do something else. But, when I say stop, I want you to stop immediately. It must be that way to work. OK?”

“Yes, Sir. I understand.” She smiled even more. “This sounds like fun.”

I smiled back at Lucy. “That’s the theme of the whole evening.”

I had two ice cubes in my hands and pressed both of them onto the slut’s nipples. She reacted with a little twitch, and a moan. After a few seconds, Lucy snaked that crop down between her legs and started rubbing it on her clit and pussy lips.

The slut’s reaction to that was another little twitch and a louder moan. As Lucy continued, the slut’s moans got even louder. She started gyrating her hips against the crop, silently begging for more. I allowed this to continue for a few seconds, to allow the slut to get into it.

Then, removed the ice, I dropped one and picked up the vibe. Turning it on, I pressed it against the slut’s clit. The slut’s reaction to it was even a louder moan. But, I didn’t want to do it for very long because the slut likes the vibe a little too much. To counter that feeling, I told Lucy to crop the slut’s inner thighs a little...maybe once every few seconds. “Just don’t swat my hand.”

Lucy was all smiles, when she heard that. “Oooh, yes, Sir!”

It seemed to work. The vibe was giving the slut what she needed, but the crop was keeping her just below that threshold she desired. Everything we did was either a pleasurable turn on for the slut, or a painful turn off. With these different stimulating actions, I hoped we could keep her just below orgasm.

“What level are you at now, slut,” I asked her.

The slut didn’t respond. I knew it would be difficult for her. That was the whole reason for my asking. Keep her mind busy and it can’t connect with what’s happening between her legs. Yes, it might be a kind of sexual torture, but I like to call it torment.

I leaned down so I was face to face with the slut. “Slut, I asked you a question. What level are you at?” I got her attention, that way.

She looked at me with those lust filled eyes of hers. “I’m...I’m at...owe...level, level eight...level eight, Sir.”

“Level eight. Fine. You be sure you let me know, when you reach level nine. Don’t forget.”

“No, Sir. I...I won’t. I won’t forget, Sir.”

Goose bumps were forming on her body. I could tell her mind was confused with all of the different feelings, and her body was, too. I looked down at her inner thighs. There were red lines all up and down the insides of both legs. “Lucy, you’re doing your job quite well.”

Lucy’s face beamed. “Thank you, Sir.”

”But, it’s time for a change. I want you to stop with the crop, for now.” Lucy’s beaming face changed to a frown in nothing flat. I quickly added, “but, don’t worry, you’ll get another chance, soon.”

Although Lucy was disappointed, she followed my rules. Lucy stopped cropping the slut’s inner thighs and I switched the vibe with that second ice cube I was holding in the other hand. And just as soon as I did that, I pressed the ice against the slut’s clit.

The slut shrieked! Her body instinctively lunged up from a reflex move. The ropes that held her only let her rise up a short distance before they slapped against the ottoman, stopping her, with a quick jerk.

She groaned, when she couldn’t remove the cold ice cube I was holding against her clit. Her body recoiled some more, twisting around as much as the ropes would allow. My hand rode with her movements, cupping the ice cube right on her clit. I could feel the ice quickly melt, from the heat her body was producing. The cold water was dripping down the crack of her ass. She tried every way she could to get that ice off of her tender clit. Finally, I removed what was left of the ice and she fell back to the ottoman, exhausted.

She was helpless against me. Of course, that was part of the game. She couldn’t do anything to stop me. Her role in the game was to be a body...tormented and excited. To be aroused and denied. She was required to divulge her level of arousal, any time I asked. But, she was to try her best to cum under my precise um, manipulation. My job was to take her body to the edge of orgasm, again and again, denying her release until a time I specified. If she could cum, she’d win. But if I could keep her aroused and on the edge of orgasm for a long period of time, I would win.

As the game progressed, keeping her on that edge without orgasm was increasingly difficult. I had to find more and more ways to quickly defuse her increased arousal. Inflicting pain with Lucy’s help was one method, but the extreme changes of the ice cubes on her exposed body were working quite well, too.

Building her arousal was becoming very easy...too easy. After playing the game for a while, her base level of arousal slowly increased. Pressing the vibrator against her clit could be a quick and sure path to an explosive orgasm. But, with a little help from Lucy, it could also be a method of sweet agony...orgasm denial, so close to the edge.

The two ice cubes had melted. Her body was becoming so hot to the touch, they would melt very quickly. So, I returned to the vibe. With it turned on, I very lightly touched her clit. She didn’t move much, but she twitched and moaned her approval. I knew she felt it. I had to watch my step. I was playing with fire.

Her clit was hard as a rock and super sensitive. Even breathing on it seemed to cause her pleasure. The key was not to give her too much pleasure, but just enough. Her body was acting kind of like Nitroglycerin. It was OK to make her shiver and shake, but too much of it, and she could very easily explode on me.

I needed a baseline level, before I continued. I didn’t want to go too far. She was enjoying that vibe way too much. I looked into her eyes. “What level are you at, slut? Hey. Look at me. Are you in there, slut?”

Oh, she was getting close. Her eyes were so glossed over it looked as if she was in her own little world. Although she seemed to be looking back at me, I don’t think she was. She was in that bittersweet spot of confusion between a blissful orgasm and my continued denial. Her eyes told the story. I knew the game was near its end. It wouldn’t be too much longer and this slut was going to blow.

 
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gypziedoll said:
well worth the wait Sir, ....love the cliff hanger effect
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~ *bump* *bump*
I totally agree with ma soeur Cajun, Sir. Most definitely WELL worth the wait. So glad the Muse of "sexual inspiration" found You.

*giggles cause she just noticed her sister and she chose to use the same color*
And it just dawned on me! :eek:
 
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Victoria_2001_02769 said:
~ *bump* *bump*
I totally agree with ma soeur Cajun, Sir. Most definitely WELL worth the wait. So glad the Muse of "sexual inspiration" found You.

*giggles cause she just noticed her sister and she chose to use the same color*
And it just dawned on me! :eek:
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Silly......sorry about the craziness the other night Petite...it took us forever to get the girls quieted after our trip to the city and they were ansy for their day of shopping in the quarters the following day. Had alot go on here since.....will give you a buzz and catch up real soon.

*hugs*
 
I can't read this yet. I need sex on the fucking horizon before I get too worked up. I know your story will work me up too!

:devil:

I'll be back.
 
Deliciously intense story. I get lost in every installment! The way you write, DVS...well, it just gets to me!
 
gypziedoll said:
Silly......sorry about the craziness the other night Petite...it took us forever to get the girls quieted after our trip to the city and they were antsy for their day of shopping in the quarters the following day. Had alot go on here since.....will give you a buzz and catch up real soon.

*hugs*
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~ No worries ma soeur! I can only guess how the shopping trip went! ;) But... I'm most curious to know how "Mister" dealt with the situation when you got home! *nods nods* You know the one I'm talkin' about too! :D

Call when it's a good time babay!. *Hugs*
:rose: x 11
 
cherokee_dove said:
~After rereading His latest installment for the umpteenth time~

Oh Yessssss, very much so!:eek:
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~ No need to be embarrassed if His words "fill you with want" hon. I think it's inherent, or ingrained (whichever word works best for you), as part of His persona/personage to make us/embue us with that need/want.

IMHO it helps us, as submissives, better define what it is WE want... what WE want to feel... what WE need. I could be wrong... but that's how it is for/with me.

:rose:
 
Victoria_2001_02769 said:
~ No need to be embarrassed if His words "fill you with want" hon. I think it's inherent, or ingrained (whichever word works best for you), as part of His persona/personage to make us/embue us with that need/want.

IMHO it helps us, as submissives, better define what it is WE want... what WE want to feel... what WE need. I could be wrong... but that's how it is for/with me.

:rose:
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Embarrassment wasn't because His words "filled me with want". Just from what and where my hands had been after just reading the installment again. :rolleyes:

His words just take over my mind while reading them, and literally turn me into "mush". In other words, my body there just for Him and His pleasures to do whatever to any part of me that He wants. ~drools~
 
Victoria_2001_02769 said:
~ No need to be embarrassed if His words "fill you with want" hon. I think it's inherent, or ingrained (whichever word works best for you), as part of His persona/personage to make us/embue us with that need/want.

IMHO it helps us, as submissives, better define what it is WE want... what WE want to feel... what WE need. I could be wrong... but that's how it is for/with me.

:rose:
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No, you are very right!!

DVS stories just ROCK!! *shivers*
 
So I got me a lil Raw Anal Lust last night! Woo hoo! Of course that didn't make it D/s but some other things did! So I also got a rare scene!

The birds are singing, the sun is shining and ALL is right with the world today!

:rose::rose::rose:
 
This installment is a continuation from post #2502.​

Here's a short installment...just over 2,000 words. I thought I should get you all back onto the edge of your seats, where you should be.:D

Slowly, she started coming around. She had a pained look on her face, as if I was keeping her from another preferred engagement. And, actually, I was. Oh, she was going to make that engagement, but in my time...not hers.

I still needed that baseline level, so I could continue. So, again I asked her, “Hey, slut...what level are you at?” That pained look turned into a frown. Her brow crinkled up and she seemed troubled. Actually, she looked like she was being made to solve some math problem, or something.

She was truly in that special spot, and she didn’t want to come back. But, because I was the Dom and the one in control, I wasn’t going to let her take charge. The whole idea of the game was control...either I could keep her in control, or she could steal it from me just long enough to cum. But, I was determined to win.

I leaned down until I was right in her face. “Yoo-hoo...hey there. Snap out of it. Talk to me. I need to know what level you are at. It’s cheating, if you keep that from me. Remember...cheating will get you punishment.”

I thought sure that mentioning punishment would bring her around. But, she didn’t budge. And in the state of mind she was in, I really couldn’t touch her in certain places, for fear she could just explode! And she’d win.

“Come on, slut. In addition to punishment, I’ll even let Rita dish it out. You remember Rita, don’t you, slut?” I pointed over to Rita, who was patiently sitting on the desk, just a few feet away. “There she is...that nasty bitch right over there. See her?”

After a few minutes, the slut’s expression just changed and she blurted it out. “Level 6. Level 6, Sir.”

That was it. She said nothing else. It felt like she was reading a book. Like when someone is interested in a book and they try to ignore you. And when they do answer you, they don’t even look up, for fear of losing their concentration. Well, I was going to make this slut lose her concentration. Yes-er-ee.

“Level 6, huh. OK, I can deal with that.” I got a couple more ice cubes and gave them to Lucy. “Keep the crop in your swinging hand, but put these in your other hand. That way, you can produce more sensations.”

Lucy was into it. She gave me a big knowing smile. “Yes, Sir.”

I picked up the vibrator and turned it on. The slut’s body immediately tensed up in anticipation. I decided to give her a little thrill. “Slut, we’re on the final lap, I think. It won’t be long now, but don’t think you’re going to decide anything. I’m in charge here, and I decide when and how this game will end.”

I looked into her eyes. I don’t think she heard a thing I said. Maybe she did, but I just couldn’t tell. Thinking of the level she was at, I went to work. Level 6 wasn’t that close to cumming, but it was above midway. And I knew it wouldn’t be that difficult for her to zoom up to level 9, in her present state.

Tick-tock...tick-tock. She was lying there on the ottoman, twisting and turning, testing the ropes. I know she would just reach down between her legs and find her own clit, if she could. I also don’t think my threat of punishment made much of an impact, either. She was just too far gone.

I slowly moved the vibe down to her rib cage. I lightly moved the vibrating tip along one of her ribs. She quickly caught her breath, as her body recoiled away from the vibe. I guess she was either super sensitive, or she just expected me to put it somewhere else. I was smarter than that. I knew she would enjoy that too much. I had to slowly move up to it.

Once she relaxed, I put the vibe back on her ribs, again. That time, she just moaned, but goose bumps quickly formed all over her body. I moved it up her rib to the side of her body. She giggled and twisted away from it, when it moved closer to her underarm.

Then, I let it buzz just a bit on her right nipple...then her left one. They both responded by becoming nice and hard. I leaned down and sucked on the right one. Not too long, though...just enough that she started enjoying it. Then, I moved to the left one and did the same thing. Once I had them both sufficiently wet, I leaned down and blew on them, and watched their reaction. I swear I could see them both get even harder.

I decided to get a little bold. I laid the vibe in-between her tits and let it hum away. It wasn’t touching much, but it was on her breastbone, and so her whole chest cavity seemed to buzz. I saw her lick her lips, and then her brow crinkled up a little more.

Was she fighting it? Or was it just not quite enough to accomplish her goal? At first I really didn’t know for sure. But, after a little time had passed, I decided it just wasn’t quite enough. Although the vibe was vibrating her chest, nothing that sensitive was being touched. I could tell that she hungered for that vibe to slowly make its way down to her clit. She didn’t have big tits, but there was enough cleavage to keep the vibe stationary. Unless she thrashed around quite a bit, it would stay right there.

I told Lucy to apply her ice to the bottom of the slut’s feet. Then, with a slow deliberate pace, move up her legs. I asked her to be sure to tell me, when she got just above her knees. Lucy went right to work. The slut didn’t know how to react to ice on her feet. Her mental confusion was just what I was looking for.

I dipped my right hand into the cooler and kept it there for a few seconds. Then, I pulled my cold wet hand out and lightly cupped her pussy with it. She tried to move away from it, but I held it there, firm against her pelvic bone. “Oh” was all she could say. Then, I leaned down to her crotch and I liked her clit with my hot tongue. She gasped when I did that. I’m sure the two different sensations felt nice. First, the cold of my hand, then the hotness of my tongue.

I liked her reaction so much, I did it again. First, the cold wetness of my hand, then my hot tongue. Both were followed by the same audible reaction as before. First “Oh” and then a cute little gasp when my tongue found its mark.

The vibe was still humming away, between her tits. I looked down to see Lucy letting the ice cubes drip onto the slut’s legs. All of these little sensations were meant to confuse the slut and keep her mind off of cumming. I didn’t yet know if it was working. I could only hope. But, with the short reactions I was getting from her, I think it was.

Just then, Lucy told me she had just passed the slut’s knees, with the ice. In fact, the last bits had melted and she decided to follow what she had seen me do. She pressed her cold wet hands on the slut’s inner thighs. I think it must have been because she did it to both legs, but the slut kind of jumped up in reaction and the vibe slid off of her chest, and down her neck, to the floor.

Lucy said she was sorry, but I told her not to worry. She did nothing wrong. But, I did tell her to watch doing something like that, a little later on. If the slut got too close to cumming, something like that could just do the trick. She said she understood.

I leaned down and picked up the vibe. But, I didn’t put it back between her tits. I decided to escalate the show a little bit. I didn’t think we had done much to increase the slut’s level, so that was my next plan. I wanted to see how close I could get her to cumming, and just how long could I keep her there, on that edge.

Lucy asked if I wanted her to get more ice cubes. I told her just to be ready with the crop. I think she enjoyed my answer. Although she’s a sub at heart, she does enjoy switching and inflicting pain, too. I think Rita has had some influence on her.

I took the vibe in my left hand. I reached down into the cooler again, with my right hand and got it nice and cold. Then, when I pulled it out, once again I cupped her pussy with it and held it there. But this time, I used the vibe in different areas of her body. I pressed the vibrating tip into her sides, so it would tickle her. And while she giggled, she twisted her body around, trying to escape the vibe.

I continued ticking her ribs with the vibe, but then I started to slap her pussy with my hand. Not too hard, but just enough that she felt it. And I’m sure it was an uncomfortable feeling. With each well placed slap, I was cupping her whole pussy and clit with my palm. My hand was still cold, but with each touch of her hot crotch, my hand got warmer and warmer. Her body was on fire.

I kept my right hand cupped against her pussy, while I leaned down and kissed her tummy. With each little kiss, I left a wet mark with my tongue. I left a trail all of the way up to her tits. The slut was moaning by then. She could tell I was up to something. And I was. When I got to her tits, I acted like I was going to suck on them, again. But, I decided to nibble on them, instead. I alternated between nibbles and sucking on each nipple, back and forth, while holding my hand against her pussy.

I wanted her to feel possessed by me. That’s why I was holding my hand on her pussy. I wasn’t really creating any sexual touching with it, but I know it was doing something to her head. Just the fact that my hand was there was keeping her mind centered. She was hoping that any minute, I might slip a finger inside her or maybe pinch her clit. The sexual tension inside her was building.

I slowly pressed harder and harder against her pelvic bone with my palm. I could hear her gasp and catch her breath as she felt my hand press against her sex. I could feel her pressing back against my hand, too. That was just the reaction I wanted from her. I let that go on for a little while, until I felt my palm getting hotter. Then, I told Lucy to crop the insides of the slut’s thighs. I told her to make four nice red lines...two on each inner thigh. Lucy squealed in delight and quickly produced four quick crop marks on the slut’s thighs.

The slut’s body jerked with each swat. I could her reaction to each one, against my palm. Right after Lucy was finished, dropped the vibe and reached up, pinching each of the slut’s nipples, just hard enough to get a reaction. On each, when I heard her complain, I stopped pinching.

During all of this, my right palm continued to cup her pussy. It was getting very hot, but I moved my hand with her, just as if it were some kind of human chastity belt. I’m sure she felt the heat from my palm, just as I felt the heat from her pussy.

I started to move my hand in little circular motions. But I didn’t let up on the pressure, so she felt it against her clit, for sure. It first, she was just moaning in rhythm to my hand, but she eventually started to move with it, trying to anticipate my movements. She was just trying to get more as much as she could.

I thought it was time to let loose of a little more. I started swatting her pussy again, then continued the rubbing, in-between the slaps. The more I continued that, the more she tried to work it. Eventually, she was whimpering, and I could tell her voice was quivering.

I thought it was time to find out where we were. “What level are you at now, slut?” She had moved up to level 8. But, it hadn’t been quick. I had tried to give her both pain and pleasure, in the hopes she wouldn’t find it too easy. I know there was a point when even pain was going to feel like pleasure, but I thought it was still a distraction for her.

I didn’t want to make it too difficult for her. I did want her to eventually cum. We both wanted that. She just wanted it sooner than I did. That was our only dividing factor. Well, that and the fact that I was in control. Now, I couldn’t let her forget that, could I?

 
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What can i say? Your stories are HOT and you know it.

You're such a tease!! *DRIP DRIP* oh and YES, I love it. :eek:

Great installment DVS, cannot wait to read more!! :rose:



~ Think i will reread your story over again. Again. LOL. Somehow it gets me outta this fucked up pissy/angry/sad mood, to much happier state of mind. Your story makes me think of nice things, for exchange, which is very appreciated!!

But hey i always knew i am horny bitch and that get hot is one of few ways how to make myself feel better. *chuckles* ~


Read your stories and not get involved is just not possible. Taser!!!!!!!! :kiss::heart:


~Kate :rose:

Right and now i want it LOL :/
 
short and sweet and definitely HOT....that would have had me at a firm 8 in no time .....Great installment Sir
 
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