The Garden

[Bluemage]

He gasped sharply as the girl continued her bouncing, but it had also slowed. She wasn't bouncing as hard and fast as she had been before. It was possible that her knees had gone weak and she simply couldn't go anymore. He smirked softly as he imagined her giving in to the powerful actions from below her that were driving up into her every time she went down. He smirked softly, another low moan slipping past his lips as he looked down at her and then felt her suck with more force and effort on her down thrusts. He gasped at those actions, surprised that she was still as eager as ever to do this to him.

He knew that he couldn't hold back anymore. He let his head fall back suddenly, a low moan slipping past his lips. His cock twitched, and the phantom penis below her thrust up hard. When he came hard, and he most definitely did come hard, a similar feeling would come from below her as the phantom penis that had penetrated her folds twitched deep inside of her.

The orgasm that had torn through him was quite long and quite intense, both because he had been using his magic to hold it back, and also because it had felt like it had been forever since he had released his seed. The first blast came out, his cock buried between her breasts and hidden from vision. By the second shot she had enough time to lower her breasts to let him poke out between the valley of her breasts, but he was sure that she wasn't going to have much of a chance to bring her lips back to catch the hot sticky ropes of cum that fired out of the mushroom helmet of his shaft. His cock twitched again before continuing to fire out more ropes of his hot steamy cum, a long moan still coming from his lips.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Sylvie's ears kept twitching, keyed for the sound of his gasping breaths and the moans he was making. Everytime she was rewarded with a sound of pleasure she felt her inner muscles clench about the dildo burried inside her and she herself had to whimper. She was given little warning of his impending orgasm, sidetracked by her own pleasure and making him feel wonderful. She felt his posture change as his head went back and she whipped her head up to look at him.

Then she fet his cock twitch, at the same time the dildo filled her and her own head rolled back as she cried out at being so ruthlessly penetrated as her pussy clenched tight to hold the pleasure near. Then she felt the warmth on her chest, the evidence of his enjoyment. Moaning her pleasure, encouraging him she didn't even try to lower her mouth to catch his cream.....she let him shoot jets off against the base of her neck,feeling the heat drip as his seed oozed slowly down her chest.

All the while she gently rode the phallus twitching beneath her, startled by how realistic it felt. Was nothing impossible for her master?*

 

[Bluemage]

He groaned as he finally gave off the last of his twitches, a few last pearls of his creamy goo leaking out of the slit of his hard shaft. He looked down at her, taking note of the way that she still had her head cast back, his semen catching the light like liquid ivory on her throat, and collarbone, some of it having caught over the tops of her breasts. She looked like a vision of beauty, her lips still pulled back to let her low moans of pleasure leave her talented mouth as she continued to ride the phantom penis that he had conjured up for her. It seemed that she was quite pleased with herself, not only pleased with the magical penis that was buried deep between her tight and spasming folds, but also pleased with the fact that she had dragged him over the edge and had caught herself the treasure that she had been working so hard to earn.

His breathing was still labored and hard as he looked down at her. With a gentle movement of his fingertip, the magical phantom penis began to buck a little bit more underneath her. He was going to get some more of those delicious moans from her lips, and it was time to see just what she was going to do here, if she planned to continue keeping his shaft captured between the swells of her breasts, or if she was going to let him move freely and try to bring herself to the brink herself on the magical toy that he had produced to grant her pleasure as she worked so hard to grant him his. He had already decided that he wasn't going to stop her from any of the presents that she decided to give to him until she was ready to stop. He knew that he could say that he had forgiven her forever, but she was still going to have doubts in her mind, and he had long since decided that it was often better to let her do whatever she felt was necessary to earn his forgiveness, not to mention it was often quite enjoyable.

He groaned softly as he looked down to her, his breathing still a bit labored, "Was that what you had been hoping for?"

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Catching snippets of her master's thoughts she moaned at the way he described the scene before him, she felt a rush of heat pool around the dildo as his thoughts aroused her further. She screwed her eyes shut tightly to better focus on the pleasuers she was being given. As his shaft stilled at last she let her hands fall to her side relasing the pressure of her breasts about him as she dropped down to fully sheath the toy inside of her, just as it set to bucking about under her. Giving a scream of surprise her head snapped up her mouth opening in a big round "O" as she stared up at her master, her eyes going dark.

Meanwhile, once Sylvie had enjoyed the new sensations for a moment, she'd gotten her cream and damned if she wasn't going to at least get to taste some of it. Dropping down as she had put his head at just about the right level. Stretching up a bit she felt the cum coating her tits cooling and starting to stick eliciting a soft gasp at teh new sensation. Capturing his head in her mouth she gently ran her tongue over his slit, capturing the last few jewels of flavor and licking them up greedily, even to milking the last remaining dregs out of his shaft with her skilled little mouth, moaning crazily about him. Once she was absolutly certain there was no more comming she let him slip free with teh characteristic pop so he could move as he willed.

Her velvety soft black ears still twitched at every noise he made, the panting of his breath, the gentle moans and groans starting to get lost under hers, and then the gentle rumble of his voice. Looking back up at him she licked her lips, her eyes now half lidded with pleasure.*

"Mhm, I needed to taste you. And I need to have you in me Master, I need you to claim me once more, as soon as you decide the time is right."

 

[Bluemage]

The action of her dropping her head suddenly to capture the head of his length between her soft and wonderful lips had caught him off guard. He hadn't expected her to actually dive forward to take any of him between her lips anymore. He had thought that she'd be satisfied with what had been caught by her chest and neck. He had thought that maybe if she was so hungry for the creamy sticky cum that had left his length that she would instead desperately scoop up the gift that he had let splash over her neck and the tops of her breasts with eager and excited fingers that would quickly venture to her hungry mouth to shovel the prize between her luscious lips. Instead she had given him a few last hard sucks, her tongue venturing over the head of his length to collect the last ivory drops of his semen into her hot and moist mouth.

When she had pulled away from him so that she could moan with even more excited force as the phantom penis, his gift to her, had started its hard thrusting deep into her from below her he had felt a small smile stretch across his lips. It seemed that she really did enjoy the gift that he had granted her, the hard magical cock that pounded into her from below her hips, it was still not as enjoyable to her as the feeling of his real length buried between her tight folds. He brought his hand down slowly, slipping his fingers under her chin for a moment to make sure that she looked up into his eyes, "Oh? Is it possible that you have forgotten how it feels to be owned by me, my sweet little kitten?" His fingers moved up slowly, curling over her cheek and gently caressing her cheek, "The little kitten needs to be owned? She needs to be reminded of who she belongs to?" His eyes had taken on a quality to them that was not unlike that of burning coals. It was unclear what this would mean for her, but it was obviously there, and something that she couldn't have missed since he had forced her to look him in the eyes.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*As the phantom cock hit a sweet spot inside her Sylvie caught just the beginings of his slow smile as her head once more went back with a moan. Barely bouncing now she was letting the magic do most of the work, the cock, slick with her fluids, pumping in and out of her tight wet snatch felt wonderful, though nothing compaired to the warm human connection of her Master stretching her- filling her.

As his hand grabbed her chin her first instict was to pull away- remenants of the trouble she'd been through but the scent of his warm flesh so close to her enveloping her almost calmed her so that only a twitch showed as she looked up into his beautiful green eyes and was startled to find them not so beautiful- but more....heated. As he spoke there was a new tone to his voice, something she couldn't quite place, just as the burning intensity in his eyes she'd seen or heard this before, but not enough to know just what it boded for her. And yet, it excited her horribly- wrenching a groan from her mouth- more so ebcasue he'd made damn sure she saw it. Panting now she had to try and speak through her ragged breathing.* "N-NO master. I....Never....forget. But.....Again.....need....Again!"

 

[Bluemage]

He smirked softly and with a motion of his hand the phantom hands had returned to her hips, making her ride the phantom cock that was thrusting deeply inside of her over and over again. He smiled softly as he leaned forward, knowing that her moans were going to continue to grow in intensity. He smiled his face ever so close to hers now as the pgantom cock continued to pound up into her over and over again, the hands on her hips pulling her down into the hard powerful thrusts from below her. His smile had spread even more now as he watched her face carefully for reactions.

"Oh? I'm having a tiny bit of trouble understanding what you're saying." His eyes continued to stare into hers, his own hand still letting its fingers trail over her cheek for a moment, "Perhaps you should try to make sure that what you're asking for is as clear and concise as you could possibly be." His smile was still on his lips but before he allowed her to actually speak, he closed the distance between them, his lips crushing against hers in a deep and powerful kiss that both held her lips and claimed them entirely. He kept his lips pressed tightly to hers for a few long moments before slowly pulling away, the phantom shaft and hands continuing their desperate thrusting into her from below, "Perhaps you should try asking for what it is you want again."

This was more than the usual exercise that called upon him asking her to tell him what it was that she wanted. Normally when he asked her what it was that she wanted he hoped for long and interesting descriptions of the sexy things that they were going to be doing. This time he didn't expect that. He expected her to be short and concise. He expected her to cry out. He expected her to leave words like 'please' behind, and to just let her feral demands be known as harsh cries of pleasure and desperate words tore past her lips between hard and labored gasps, desperate to fill her lungs with air that would only leave her again in the form pleasured cries, moans that were almost as desperate as her pleas for what it was she truly wanted.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Catching his smirk gave her a split second warning, turning her gasp into a high scream as the hands suddenly reappeared and took over for her. Her hands flew to her thighs for balance, feeling them tense and release as the hands pumped her body up and down the magical cock her master was making her ride. Now making high keening sounds of pleasure as her face tightened up with the throws of pleasure she was in. Sylvie had to fight to keep her eyes open and trained on Mages firey green gaze as he'd nonverbally instructed her to- which given the pleasure she was getting was no easy feat. Her pussy was being throughly pounded by the phantom cock, and damn it was giving it to her good- or is that Mage was giving it to her good?

Upon hearing his words, those sweet cruely taunting words she tried to whimper, but with the cock pumping away she couldn't. What started out as a whimper kept turning into some other moaning method of conveying pleasure. Then before she could entirely think, scream, or gasp a breath his lips were on hers, capturing her, owning her. She melted into the kiss, her fingers tighteingin painfully on her thighs as she moaned like a little whore into his mouth. It felt so wonderful to be claimed by him, in any way he chose. Her Master could be quite dominating when he so chose.

When he pulled back much too soon Sylvie fought to keep her hands from flashing to his head and pulling him back down, her frustration turning into a low rumbling growl as he spoke. Taking in a deep gasped breath Sylvie waited and timed her moment in as the cock pulled out of her. Using the umph from it thrusting into her, she wrenched her head out of her masters hands, threw her head back to the ceiling and screamed exactly what she wanted.*

"FUCK ME MAGE!"

 

[Bluemage]

Her cry had filled him with pleasure and had filled him with something else. A wonderful confidence. He wanted to hear her cry out demands like that more often. He looked at her as she was forced to ride the phantom dick that he had created for her. He brought his hand up and then snapped his fingers. The phantom shaft that had split her open and the hands that had forced her to ride it suddenly disappeared, letting her fall down to sit on the floor below her. He smiled as he looked down at her for a few moments, taking stock of how she looked, freshly fucked by magical appendages and with his semen still sticking to her throat and the tops of her breasts. She looked like a truly well-fucked slut. He smiled as he looked at his kitten for a few more moments and crouched down so that his face was parallel to hers.

He was going to give her a moment to catch her breath. It seemed only fair. He smiled as he looked into her eyes and then spoke up so very softly for her, "As you wish." He smiled softly, letting his breath tickle over her lips, and also over the sticky goo that was still sticking to her neck and chest, "It has been quite some time since I've fucked you, hasn't it? I don't suppose you'll be easily pleased, will you?" He smiled and let his forehead come forward to rest against hers, "Tell me when you've caught your breath, my sweet little kitten. I plan to steal it away from you again when I show you how it feels to be a well fucked slut..." He smirked softly and then made an amendment, "Or rather, my well fucked slut."

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Despite the fact that Sylvie had been listening for his snap, her black ears perked forward towards his hand, when she heard it she still had no time to react as the hands that had been supporting her suddenly dissapeared. She plopped down onto her knees, feet splaying to the sides as her ass hit the carpeted floor with an audible "Thump". Despite getting closer to what she'd wanted a whimper wrenched its way from her throat to echo about the room as her pussy spasmed around something that was no longer there. It had felt so wonderful, and she was so needy. She could feel her pulse beating hard in her clit, strumming through her body and sending her little shocks. Her beautiful dress was pushed up about her midsection, now resembling an elaborate flowing belt more than a dress. Her hair curled for the occasion was still up in its elaborate coif, soem few tendrils of curls escapeing baout her neck, one such caught in a drying trail of semen.

Feeling the shift in the air SYlvie opened her eyes and looked up- then had to readjust the level of her eyes as he'd dropped to her level, bringing his smouldering eyes so close that they filled her vision and she gasped, yet didn't make any move to back off. His gentle voice came out at odds with the sight that was all she could see. And then his sweet words "As you wish" made her heart melt, tears sprining to her eyes as she looked at him, shivering in a way that had nothing to do with the feel of his breath. Panting and gasping she felt him lean in against her and that act alone smoothed some of the ragged edges of her breathing.

Of course his next words made it pick back up again as she jerked back to once more look into the firey emerald orbs, her pussy clenching in reaction and filling her all at once to the brim with a desperate need for HIM. She didn't need her breath back, she didn't need to breathe, all she needed was her master, inside of her. Not sure how to plead she recalled his earlier words and simply said " Take me master! Fuck me, any way you want." Somehow despite the demanding tone it was still a plea, not an order.*

 

[Bluemage]

He smiled softly as she let her request out, his eyes looking deeply into hers. She had spoken up, and the words had been what he had been looking for, but she hadn't caught her breath yet. She was excited, which was good, but it wasn't going to do if she hyperventilated. Of course, what he was planning on saying wasn't going to help her if she was losing her breath simply at the mention of how he was going to own her body, how he was going to let her know that it was his to do with whatever he pleased.

His whispered words were calm as always, "What a sweet request from my innocent little kitten, but it isn't quite right." His eyes seemed to smolder a bit more with his next words, "I am going to fuck you every way that I want." The fingers of one of his hands moved up and slowly took a gentle hold of the single tendril of hair that had collected some of his sticky sperm. He slowly brought it up, sliding the white stained tip between her lips, "It has been quite some time since I enjoyed the warmth of your touch, and I need to do something to make up for that. As I mentioned earlier, at least for tonight, you're going to be my personal little slut." He smirked softly, and gazed into her eyes, "I am going to fill you, until you're too weak to hold yourself up anymore, and then I was thinking about bathing you in my cum." His fingers stroked through her hair a little bit, his lips still a tight smile, "And you are going to love every moment of it, just like a good little slut would." He slowly began to push himself to his feet, "How does that sound?"

He smirked softly knowing that truly he wasn't actually going to give her all that much of a choice. He brought his hand down his fingers curling under her collar and with that grip as well as his own magic he hoisted her up to her feet without putting too much stress on her delicate and beautiful neck. He smiled softly as he looked into her eyes carefully before turning her so that she was facing the bar. His hands found her hips and he pulled himself close, pressing himself to her, letting his length slide between her thighs but not actually penetrating her folds. He held her close for a moment, looking forward to the bar over her shoulder, "Now I want you to show me what a good little kitten you can be, show me how desperate you are to be my personal little slut." His fingers slowly ventured up her hips to the edge of her dress. His lips moved forward to find the edge of her ear and he spoke up so very softly, "Put yourself into a position befitting a slut who wants so desperately to be fucked senseless." He smirked and nipped at the edge of her ear, "Make sure to use your body and that sweet little voice of yours to create that same desire inside of me. I'm sure a creative little kitten such as yourself can use her luscious body and skilled tongue to eliminate any doubt that I want it as much as you do." His fingers slipped around behind her and gave her behind a firm pat before letting her move however she saw fit to meet his demands.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Sylvie gasped at his words, all she could do was remain motionless, watchign and listening. She could feel heat pooling between her thighs at his words, the familiar haze of lust and desire starting to cloud her vision sooner that it seemed it should. After his words her Master could have knocked her backwards and taken her on the floor like an animal and she wouldn't have cared. She stared at him, still gaping as his fingers tickled her neck and at last slipped under her collar. Once more he surprised her as he pulled her too her feet, her eyes still locked to his, unable to look away from that delicious fire that was building there, feeling it call up and make the fire within her flare. Her skirt falling to pool about her legs, one side still caught up and tucked in her top.

Then he spun her about and she was able to think more clearly without his gaze looming in her vision. She gasped in a deep breath realizing belatedly that she'd been holding it. Then she felt the heat of his member press against her, followed by the rest of his body as he tucked her back against his frame. She could feel the silk of his shirt slide against her bare skin as she shivered against him, and she found herself thinking of how it would feel brushing against her nipples, feeling the slight roughness of the fabric torturing her sensitve nubs. Unable to help it she jumped as she was started out of her fantasy by his voice, oh so close to her ear.

Feeling his hands dance up her body against her dress reminded her that she wanted toget rid of it as soon as possible. Unable to bite back the whimper that bubbled up as he told her to position herself she opened her mouth and let it out, hearing it once more echo about the empty lounge- followed by a yelp as his bare palm smacked against her ass. Jumping to obey she unnzipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground in a puddle. Stepping out of it quickly, left only her heels and jewlery on.

Moving to the bar she turned about and hopped up on it, settlign her bare ass against the smooth cool wood. She tucked her knees to her chest before settling her feet down, her heels hooking under the brass railing encircling the bar. Spreading her thighs she let her master see her dew covered flower, open and aching for his touch. Unable to think past her own desire she fought for something to say, and yet all that came to mind was~*

"God I need you Master, so bad it hurts. I want you to fuck me, EVERY way you want. Just please, do something to help me with this fire burning inside me before it eats me up! I need you!" *The last came out in a choked scream as she unabashedly gave voice to her emotions*

 

[Bluemage]

He smiled at the pose that she had taken. It wasn't exactly the pose that he had been expecting her to take. He had expected his sex kitten to bend over the edge of the bar, wiggling her sweet little ass at him. He smirked softly, partly at the thought of her over the bar, her smoldering eyes looking back at him over her shoulder, a wonderful little smirk on her lips as she asked so sweetly for him to pound her sexy little ass until she cried out in orgasmic bliss. Part of what he was smirking about was the fact that she was ready and waiting for him right now. He enjoyed that. He enjoyed how she was here and waiting for him. It had seemed so long since he had enjoyed her, since he had enjoyed the way that she looked like that. He wanted to enjoy her touch.

He moved forward slowly and brought his hand up slowly, bringing his hand up slowly. His eyes watched her closely as his fingertips gently traced over her cheek. He smirked as he looked into her face, his fingers slowly sliding down from the side of her face, over her neck a little bit and over her shoulder. He nodded softly as he looked at her before speaking ever so softly, "Well, that does sound like the sort of thing that I'd want to do." His fingertips continued to slide down her side to settle on her hip. He smirked as he looked into her eyes for a long moment before drawing her hips a bit forward and taking the half-step forward himself to close the gap. He pushed his hips forward, pushing the head of his cock against her folds in a soft teasing motion.

"Well, sweetie...I think I'll grant you that wish." He slowly pushed his hips forward, being ever so gently, being very slow and soft as his hard cock slowly pushed between her lips, splitting her folds open ever so slowly, a deep comparison to his usual deep and hard thrusts. He smiled softly as he looked into her eyes, wondering if this would satisfy her.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Proud of herself to have chosen a new pose Sylvie continued to beg untill she saw his smile...at that she fell silent. Catching his thought her grin widened that she'd not done as he'd expected. Noting his feelings for her she softened her smile and simply waited for her Mage to come take her as she knew he would. Her eyes drank in his every movement as he walked forward, last of all following his hand. At his gentle touch her eyes fluttered closed while she leaned her head against the quiet strength her master possesed. As his hand slipped down she opened her startling green eyes once more to catch his gaze, her eyes filled with a silent plea.

His words sent a shudder through her, her pussy clenching and flexing in response as she sat with her thighs spread wide to the cool breezes of the room. As his hands hit her hip a shudder wracked her body that followed the path his hand had taken, the movement causing her breasts to bounce and jiggle.

As he looked into her eyes she gazed back, savoring the sweet moment of connection with the barest of touches, letting her master see in her eyes that she'd missed him just as much as he'd missed her. She moved her hips willingly with as he slid her across the bar, she gasped as she felt his swollen helmeted head press against her heated core. She wanted to beg more, to say please, to grovel if need be, but she knew her master wouldn't keep her waiting without good reason, and so she held her breath and waited.

Then the moment came where he presed forwards on the heels of his words, the tenderness in his movement making her ache with longing even as he slid deep inside, joining them at last. Her mouth opened as a low loud moan was litterly wrung from her by the gentle unstopable force of his invaiding manhood. Forcing herself to not close her eyes and drop her head back she managed, barely, to keep her gaze on his, letting him see the heat flicker and grow in her eyes as they were at finally pressed together as intimate as can be*

 

[Bluemage]

He brought his head forward, letting his forehead rest against hers, his arms moved up, his fingertips moved over the smooth polished surface of the wood with a marvelous ease, finding her own fingers and wrists and then lifting her her hands up slowly so that her fingertips could brush over his silk clad chest and move even further up to rest over his shoulders. His eyes continued to stare into hers as he finally let go of her hands, letting them hold onto his shoulders and he smiled softly, knowing that he hadn't moved his hips at all during this experiment, letting her get used to the feeling of being filled by him again, knowing that it had been a rather long time since the two of them had shared this kind of intimacy.

The mage smiled softly before speaking ever so softly, "I'm going to need you to unhook those heels from the bar..." His hands had moved back down to her hips, taking a hold of them for a moment, a long slim smile upon his lips as his burning eyes continued to gaze deeply into hers, "Of course...that's only if you'd be interested in me lifting you off the table."

It was something that he had learned from experience. Sylvie loved to be lifted. She loved to be picked up. She loved to be carried. She loved to have all of her weight resting in his arms as he fucked her. He wasn't sure why. He supposed that it may have had something to do with the fact that when he did it they were held so very close that it felt like everything was touching everything else. It may have had to do with the feeling of weightlessness like she was flying or something. It may even have had something to do with the idea of helplessness because if she was in his arms it wasn't like she was going to be getting away any time soon. In any case, he knew that she enjoyed it, and he knew that he enjoyed it too.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Sylvie savored the sensation of their faces so close together it was as though they were sharing but one breath. With every inhalation she drew the scent of her master inside herself, letting it fill the rest of her body just as he filled her so wonderfully elsewhere. A soft sigh escaped as his warm hands cupped hers, slidding her hands over his chest as the silk slid under her fingers as though it was a living breathing thing. All the while their eyes were locked together sharing an intimacy that transended bodies.

So caught up with what he was doing she didn't notice that he'd not commenced with thrusting into her, utterly content with the feeling of him inside her joining them. His words broke her out of her daze, she shifted her hips about to get comfy. . . . and then once more he stole her breath. She nearly kneed herself in the face as she raced to unhook her heels, one strap breaking and the heel falling to the ground with a clatter as she tried to pull it free. Quickly she undid the other heel, letting it too fall. Her eyes danced with eagerness as she looked back up at him. "Sorry Matster, I suppose I was over eager for the treat you offered. Please, Please hold me up, oh so close to you while you fuck my needy little pussy!"*

 

[Bluemage]

He smiled softly at how eager she seemed to be to hop up into his arms and let him take her in the way that he had decided that he wanted to this evening. He liked having the power over her to make her do such things, to fill her with such desire that she'd ruin a perfectly good pair of shoes so that she could follow with his instructions. It seemed that his suggestion had filled her with an unbearable want and that was exactly what he had wanted all along. His hands on her hips gripped a little bit tighter, taking a firm grasp of her perfectly shaped ass before lifting her up and off of the smooth surface of the bar and into his arms. He enjoyed the way that shifting her weight like that had seemed to also shift how much of him seemed to fit inside of her, letting him get a different angle. He chuckled ever so softly and then moved his lips slowly to lay a soft kiss against hers for a few precious moments.

When he had broken his lips from hers to speak again it was in a wonderfully soft and controlled tone, "You're excited. I can tell." He smirked softly, holding her in his arms before he slowly began a gentle movement of drawing his hips back away from hers only to slide back forward against hers again a moment later, "I'm glad to see that. I'm glad to see that I can still get you that excited." He was also glad for a number of other things, like the fact that she seemed to enjoy being in his arms so much, and she wanted to be here with him, and he didn't have to share her with anyone tonight.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Proud that her words had made him want her so she looked up at him, love and lust warring in her eyes as his hands tightened, wringing a small moan from her open lips. Her eyes fluttered closed as she felt her ass leave the surface off the bar, and felt her master's memeber slip further inside her, Sylvie's pussy automatically clenching in response. Feeling his breath close upon her face she leaned forward slightly pursing her lips for the kiss she knew without looking awaited her.*

*Then as he broke it, the tone alone made her shiver. When he used that oh-so-cool tone she knew she was in for it- and his smirk only confermed it. Once more her lower muscles contracted in a ready response, just as he pulled out slowly, she could feel the muscles in his arms cording to hold her weight. Held in sweet suspension she waited with bated breath for the return of him inside of her. His slow entrance pushed a low moan out of her, it felt so wonderful to be so stretched and invaided. At his words she couldn't help but giggle. She was so fucking wet she knew her pussy was literally dripping, he had to be able to feel her wetness sllicking his balls. Of COURSE she was excited.*

Fuck me my Mage, please, make me yours again.

 

[Bluemage]

He smiled softly as he looked into her eyes for a moment, holding her close. At the same time that he was ever so eager to plow her like she was a field and he was a tractor, he had been without her touch for quite some time and as a result had come upon a lot of time to think of things that he could do with her. He smiled softly and then pulled her hips close so that they were as close as they could be and then he slowly crouched down so that he was resting on his knees and his lower legs. He smiled as he looked at her, knowing that the much lower vantage point on everything would probably be much different than she had expected. He also knew that really the logical progression from a position like this would be for her to start riding him, since it took the least amount of change, but that wasn't actually what he was planning tonight.

He smiled as he looked into her eyes and then shifted a little bit to get comfortable and let one of his fingers slide in towards the small of her back, the other holding her hip firm. He looked into her eyes for a moment, knowing that she wasn't likely to let go of him unless she absolutely had to and there was zero way that she could get around it. Of course, he needed her to let go in order to move her properly. His eyes gazed into hers for a long moment before he spoke softly, "Let go. You can trust me. I won't let you fall."

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Sylvie watched the desire flickering in Mage's eyes like a candle of darkness deep in his soul. And she wanted it, she wanted him to let himself be as he was. Crying out his name as he pulled her close she flexed her ass, getting ready for him to start thrusting in and out rapidly. But to her suprise he lowered himself, holding her. Sylvie's eyes widened in surprise as she stared at his face and clenched her legs tigher about his ass, feeling it flex under her crossed ankles.

Feeling him shift for comfort she gasped as it made him twitch inside of her. She gave in and opened her mind to try and read what he was after- but caught herself and stopped it. Then she got distracted by the finger down her back causing a shiver.*

Wha....L..let go. I trust you master. *without hesitating she unclasped her hands and let them trail over his shoulders untill her palms rested flat on his chest. She lossened her leg muscles as well, so that if need be could adjust or move her as needed*

 

[Bluemage]

He smiled softly at how willing and trusting she was being. It was good. He slowly began to lower her backwards, making sure to support her weight with the hand on her hip, and the hand at her back. When he had finished this her hips were still held tightly to his, but her back was laying flat, similar to how she would have looked if he had pushed her back onto the bar and fucked her senseless. He looked down into her eyes for a moment and smirked softly, "You'll likely want to brace yourself a bit with your arms." It was something that he had seen, a picture that he had come across while he had been missing his sweet little kitten. What it had been had been a collection of sex positions, because while he knew that the few that they had already attempted were quite good and enjoyable, he also knew that she might not be as enthusiastic about them if they continued to do only those two.

He smiled and leaned down over her, an action that caused him to draw out of her a little bit again. Once he was close enough he whispered, or did his best to pretend to whisper, really he couldn't afford to be too quiet and have her miss it and he knew that no one else was around, "In the picture she touched the floor with her feet and rested most of her upper body weight on her elbows, but I think this position could benefit from you not putting your feet on the floor." He smiled and using his grip on her body caused her to moved against him giving her the tinniest bit of a thrust, "It'll give me more leverage."

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Gasping softly Sylvie's fingers curled inwards, as though she was trying to hold onto Blue's chest. Taking a deep breath she released her spine and let him lay her backwards, her body supported by his hand. She knew he wouldn't drop her, but letting him have so much control was....new and exciting. Sylvie very much enjoyed how he was taking over, using new poses. As he layed her flat she fought the urge to drop her hands to the floor for support. She would wait untill mage told her what to do. Yet she couldn't help the instincutual tightening of her legs, her thighs squeezing him, still trying to keep some balance in her hands. Of course this tightening of lower muscles tightened everything, wringing another gasp from her.

Looking down her body, past the mounds of her breasts up at her master she waited for his instructions. At his word and only then she dropped her forearms from his chest to the floor, taking her weight off his arm. Whimpering as he leaned down she bit her lip, a shiver going down her spine. She stared into his arms, already hotter than she'd been in awhile, missing her master, and to top it off he was being so incredibly sexy. Then he used his "levereage" to pull her down on his cock and she cried out for him. This pose seemed like it would be great! But wait....a picture.....ah well, she stored that for later reference. And then, having to be a brat she looked up at her master and spoke.*

I agree master, it will give me leverage too *Bracing her weight on her arms she jerked the muscles in her legs tight and slammed him into her as hard as she could, her head fell back as she screamed with pleasure*

 

[Bluemage]

When she had rocked her hips forward suddenly after stating that this position would give her leverage as well, his head had fallen back a bit and a sharp gasp had left his lips. He had been expecting something like that from his sweet little Sylvie. While he had always called her his innocent little kitten there was very little that was innocent about her when it came to situations like this. He could do whatever he wanted in whatever position he came across, even in charts of various sexual positions like the one in the pocket of his discarded pants. In the end, no matter how much power and control he took over the situation, if he gave her the tiniest little bit back, she would use it to try and assert herself. He knew he should have tried the position where her wrists were tied to her thighs and she was completely vulnerable and powerless.

He looked down at her and leaned down a little bit to bring himself closer to her, "What a naughty little kitten...I knew I should have tied you up..." He smiled softly and then brought his lips down to her skin, gently kissing the underside of her breasts, "You always have to assert yourself a little bit, but in a position like this, your body is my domain...a place where I am king." He smirked and made sure that he had a firm hold on her body as he straightened up again, "And I think that a king would say..." His hands pulled her body away from his, drawing his length almost all of the way out of her. His eyes burned like hot embers as he looked down at her, "...that you should learn your place." With those words he rocker her body back against his, pulling her back into a hard and deep thrust that made it seem like he was trying to split deep into her very core.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Breathing a bit hard she stared up at her master, a playful defiance writ clear in her eyes. Feeling him close some of the distance she could feel the heat of his skin shimering above hers. At his words she only grinned, she loved it when he called her naughty. She loved being able to surprise her master, and that he let her surprise him. At the mention of being tied up though, her eyes took on a new light. It was always so much fun to be bound and helpless!

The smile he gave warmed her heart and she returned it in kind, shivering as he worshiped the sensitive cup of her breast. So rarely did she get touched or played with there, it was a treat all on its own. Hearing him name himself King her eyes darted back to his, catching his smirk. She felt him flex his hands, checking her hold on her, and wanting what was coming she let her muscles go slack, giving control up to him as he sat back once more. As he withdrew she whimpered on sheer principle, even though she knew it was worth it. Holding her breath she waited as her master told his sweet little sub to learn her place. And then her world burst with little white stars of pleasure. He entered so hard and fast that she cried out, her body forced to accept him, so wet and ready that he slid him with the most delicious friction.*

God yes Master! Please, More! Show me where I belong, take me, make me yours!

 

[Bluemage]

He smirked, his grip on her body holding firm as he looked down at her. She definitely seemed to have learned the lesson that this position right now was not hers to take control of. She had gone slack in his arms, letting him do as he pleased with her ever so willing body. For a moment he imagined continuing this as hard and fast as he could, feeling her body flail desperately against him as she tried all at once to stop him and to keep him from ever stopping. He looked down at her and then began to rock her body back and forth, his hips moving against them to make the thrusts that he used to plow into her delicate flower all the more powerful, all the more deep, wiping away any doubt that what he was doing right now was claiming her, letting her know that her body truly did belong to him, and there was nothing that she could do to turn such a fact into a fallacy.

"I'll teach you, little kitten." His hard thrusts continue to bore deep into her over and over again, causing his breath to catch every once in a while, and making his talking take a little bit longer to work out in his own head, "There area few places that you can belong." His smirk spread a little bit for a moment before his lips split to allow for another sharp catch of his breath which had accompanied another deep and equally sharp thrust deep into her moist petals, "You have a place at my feet...by my side...and speared upon my hard cock just as you are now." His hard and deep thrusts continued, each movement causing her breasts to jiggle slightly.