The Club De Sade

And I yours, I say to Brit, before returning my attention to Vail. Violet eyes stare into hers with a heated intensity. Slowly turning the tables, I tighten my grip in her hair, gently pulling her head to the side. Soft ... tender flesh exposed, I run my lips across it, leaving a trail of heated, fluttery soft kisses to her ear.

I have a bit of a reputation though... I whisper to her.
 
fingers releasing her hair...enjoying her attentions far too much to keep my mind on such things...only able to feel my skin reacting, coming awake and alive until her lips...not whispering, just dreamily...
Reputation?
 
Moving across her, my lips claim hers in a passionate ... slow kiss. Enjoying the softness of her, I slowly bring her hands down beside her ... slightly back. Lifting her gorgeous breasts to press against me.

A soft moan escapes my lips as I finally break the kiss, drinking her in ... Vail...

I'm a horrible tease, I whisper across her cheek, playfully nipping her ear.

Good night everyone, I announce as my form slowly dissolves into a dark mist ... swirling faster and faster until I disappear into the midnight sky. A soft caress for Vail and the lingering scent of a Highveld Thunderstorm lingering in the air.
 
nearly falling off her stool...

Oh, I will have to have a talk with that one

laughing and taking another drink
 
watches the lovely Empress disappear, reminding herself to mention their shared heritage next time they meet...

So how are you Miss Vail...?

sipping my drink and letting my eyes drop down from her pretty face to the tempting flesh beneath for a moment
 
watches the lovely Empress disappear, reminding herself to mention their shared heritage next time they meet...

So how are you Miss Vail...?

sipping my drink and letting my eyes drop down from her pretty face to the tempting flesh beneath for a moment

I am well, my Witch...though fanning myself perhaps a little flustered
eyes roaming, brazenly
your dress is perfect for you, your curves
 
Thank you, I saw it and just had to buy it...

running my hands down the dress, perhaps to smooth the fabric, perhaps to emphasise the aforementioned curves

I especially loved the colour around the top...

finger running along the neckline, lingering near my cleavage before moving to pick up my drink

As always, happy to hear you're well...
 
fingers quivering, aching to reach out and follow...to caress the revealed skin softly...sharply...contact in any way...but controlling myself

you'll have to spend some time dressing me, then. I need the help, I think
 
Nothing wrong with what I can see...but an excuse to get you in a changing room in state of undress...

winking devilishly

...I would have to be a fool to pass such a thing up...
 
Nothing wrong with what I can see...but an excuse to get you in a changing room in state of undress...

winking devilishly

...I would have to be a fool to pass such a thing up...

In my younger days, I had quite a few trists in department store dressing rooms...
returning the wink
And we were not always as quiet as we might be
 
In my younger days, I had quite a few trists in department store dressing rooms...
returning the wink
And we were not always as quiet as we might be

Oh to have been a passer by...or an attendant in the changing rooms at those moments...

wistful sigh before adding naughtily

...would just have to sure your mouth was otherwise occupied...
 
Oh to have been a passer by...or an attendant in the changing rooms at those moments...

wistful sigh before adding naughtily

...would just have to sure your mouth was otherwise occupied...

I can be a very hungry little girl...never sated, always wanting more...my mouth can stay very busy
 
I can be a very hungry little girl...never sated, always wanting more...my mouth can stay very busy

In that case, maybe your lips might have to be silenced...perhaps closed with a scarf or a stocking...and my own desires and curiosities satisfied instead...
 
head whipping around at the noise

you...come here you

Giggling as I make my way though the crowd to her side, smiling at Brit

You rang, Mistress?

A cool smile upon my face and an even softer kiss for her. Sliding into the barstool next to her
 
In that case, maybe your lips might have to be silenced...perhaps closed with a scarf or a stocking...and my own desires and curiosities satisfied instead...

it doesn't matter who's desies, we both go along, both are consumed in different ways
 
Giggling as I make my way though the crowd to her side, smiling at Brit

You rang, Mistress?

A cool smile upon my face and an even softer kiss for her. Sliding into the barstool next to her

displeased smirk
That was very very rude, I think you owe Brit a very nice apology, don't you?
 
displeased smirk
That was very very rude, I think you owe Brit a very nice apology, don't you?

The need to brat out almost overwhelming. But I incline my head and blush.

My humblest apologies my dearest Britwitch. Please ignore this girl's rude and clumsy behavior.

A sweet smile
 
This is why I don't take you nice places
laughing and letting my hand fall to the small of her back

By the way, my Witch, if there are things you'd like to explore, my girl here makes for a wonderful playground, so long as I'm there to help
 
The need to brat out almost overwhelming. But I incline my head and blush.

My humblest apologies my dearest Britwitch. Please ignore this girl's rude and clumsy behavior.

A sweet smile

the smile is returned along with a slight raising of my glass

...thank you...but no offence was taken, believe me...
 
This is why I don't take you nice places
laughing and letting my hand fall to the small of her back

By the way, my Witch, if there are things you'd like to explore, my girl here makes for a wonderful playground, so long as I'm there to help

And another time I may well take you up on that generous offer...

I drain my glass and set it on the bar

But for now I must depart...

kisses for both beautiful ladies before heading towards the door, hips swaying slightly more than might be strictly necessary

Goodbye for now....
 
This is why I don't take you nice places
laughing and letting my hand fall to the small of her back

By the way, my Witch, if there are things you'd like to explore, my girl here makes for a wonderful playground, so long as I'm there to help

A small giggle, and a tingling where her hand rests

the smile is returned along with a slight raising of my glass

...thank you...but no offence was taken, believe me...

I am very glad to hear that. Returning the slight toast and drinking to it.
 
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