The Garden

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Sylvies eyes fluttered open, and oh the look on Mage's face. He was in a mood, the dark heat boded for only good things for her if she was a good little kitty. And boy did she want to be. She kept her ankles crossed tightly, legs laced about his waist, not enough to hinder his movement, just enough that he knew she was holding him and helping.

For a moment time stood still as he looked down upon her form, Sylvie smiling up at him, her eyes memorizing his face, the heat in his eye, the curve of his lips. And then he began to fuck her. Sylvie's body undulated like a wave, catching the movements of his and echoing them through her stomach, the roll of her shoulders to her braced arms. Their movements were akin to waves, and just like the tide he pounded her mercilessly, dashing her body upon the shore of pleasure, back and forth, in and out, over and over. Sylvie let herself get lost in the beautiful rhythm of it all.

As he spoke her ears perked forwards, she fought to focus her pleasure hazed gaze upon his face. And his words only promised her more pleasure. She loved the way his breath kept hitching as he tried to speak, her lust soaked mind taking its time to interpert the words. Oh how sweet he was to her! Every place he named she would gladly take, especially upon his rigid member, being pounded into blissful oblivion*

My place.....Yours......yes!

 

[Bluemage]

He continued to pound into her, his thrusts and the movements of his hands pulling her against him tossing her body around like she was little more than a ragdoll, some toy body that was meant for nothing but his pleasure. He was going to take as much pleasure as he pleased from it, and from her. His hands continued her movements, watching as her body twisted and shook ins his grasp as his solid phallus as it split her sex over and over again, pushing deep into the depths of her warm, wet cunt, only to pull almost all of the way out of her before visiting upon her body, the beautiful sensation of the friction of his rock hard shaft as it split between her tight folds as if they offered no resistance at all to keep him from burying himself completely inside of her over and over again.

He had almost gotten her to the point that he knew that she would eventually get if he continued his endless assault upon her sex for long enough. It was almost to the point when her lips failed to form words, when her tongue stopped trying to weave syllables together for fear that it might get caught between her teeth which would clench uncontrollably between wordless cries, and the primal noises of a woman lost to the pleasures of continued sexual release. It was almost to that wonderful point when her eyes would roll back into her head and her body would spasm uncontrollably against the wash of powerful sexual stimulation that threatened to push her over the edge to the beautiful peak of orgasmic bliss...a peak that he would let her visit...if she was a good kitten.

"There is one more place for you, kitten..." His breath caught in his throat again as he looked down at her before being followed by a low moan, "That place is the peaks of orgasmic bliss that I will thrust you upon..." He gripped her a bit tighter as he continued to thrust deeply into her over and over again, "Normally you will be able to visit them whenever those gates open...but today you will not visit them until I tell you to..." His eyes flashed slightly, "...and I will not tell you to, until you ask in a way befitting your position."

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Time began to slip away for Sylvie, replaced by pleasure. Her master was treating her wonderfully, she knew without a doubt that he was doing exactly as he wanted with her, using her, taking her, fucking the shit out of her. And it was wonderful. He was in control, he was doing all he wanted- and it aroused her more than she could think to put words too. Purest pleasure mixed with adrenaline boosting shocks of pain swamped her as he rammed himself into her pussy over and over. Sylvie was sopping wet, she could her the lovely wet squelching noises as she gave herself to him. Mage was thrusting so hard she could feel her tits bounce violently with every thrust. Her nipples taught, her breasts firm, enjoying the sensation of jiggling free.

All throught this Sylvie cried otu, becoming less and less comprehensible, untill all she could say was one word at a time, often repeated over and over as she screamed out her pleasure. And scream she did, her voice echoed softly about the room, her small body filling the entire bar with sound. Braced as she was she let her head fall back, did her best to keep her arms supporting her although they both knew that mage's strenght was holding most of her weight. Her hair was comming undone, ther was a soft clatter as one of her jewled hair combs tumbled from her hair to the floor.

The pleasure built untill it was white hot, searing through her body, filling her whole being up with the heat. She knew she was so close to the edge, she could almost taste it. And then her masters voice cut through the pleasure induced fog in her brain. Struggling she tried to focus, to hold on to his words, but she was so close to the edge, it was so hard....And then his grip tightened, fingertips digging into flesh, and the pain helped her focus. Her breath caught in her throat as he told her not to go over the edge, for a full miniute she couldn't make a sound.... and then it all burst from her in a ragged scream followed by a tidal wave of pleading.*

Pleasee! N- need it....want It, bad! S-sooOH bad! Fuck, FuCK FUCK! Soo good,..... so hard,...... so fast............. Please, ..............Pretty............. please. L-l et.......LET me.......Cum......cum- for.....f-fo-for.....YOU! *her voice quavered as she begged from the force of his thrusts, her voice vibrating and changing as she tried to talk straight*

 

[Bluemage]

He continued to thrust into her over and over again, pulling her entire body back against the movements of his hips as he filled her over and over again. He smiled between soft gasps of pleasure as he continued to fill her over and over again. She was begging, that much was obvious. She was struggling to hold on, but so far she had managed to hold on. His grip on her stopped her from pulling away from his movements and stopping her peak from coming up herself. He smirked softly and leaned over her a little bit, placing soft kisses at the undersides of her breasts again. She was going to go over the edge any moment now, and if he didn't let her do it, then she'd likely be very apologetic after he did it anyway.

It might have been enjoyable to push her to the edge of sanity, but he knew that she'd break and give in long before that, and he also knew that when she gave in before he said she was allowed to she tended to take it out on herself. He didn't want that. He wanted this to be all about pleasure. He wanted her to have that delicious 'just been fucked almost to a coma' smile on her lips. He liked that look. He didn't like the pouty look that was on her face when she thought that she had failed him, and he didn't like it when she tried to convince him that she had failed, when in reality, this was something that he rarely ever asked her to do.

He continued to rock the girl against him and then nodded softly before whispering softly at her kiss moistened skin, "Do it my sweet little kitten." He smiled and continued to rock her body against his, "Cum on my cock like a dirty little slut." He moaned softly, smiling as he continued to look over her body as he rocked her against his hips, continuing to thrust deep into her core over and over again, "Scream my name from the towers of orgasm...let me know who you belong to." He was approaching his own limit, of course, he doubted that she'd be able to hold off her own orgasm on her own willpower without his order just so that they came at the same time, especially since he hadn't told her that he was nearing his limit yet, and he was quite sure that with this much sexual stimulation she wasn't going to be able to peek into his head to find out how close he was.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

Sylvie's body felt full to the brim of pleasure, every thrust sending more coursing through her veins like fire, and still she fought to hold onto herself as her master had asked. She wanted to go over the edge so badly, but had to wait. She clenched her body, trying to hold on to somekind of control to keep back from the edge- but as she flexed her kegles clenched asn she found herself gripping Mage's plunging cock even more tightly, which of course made the pleasure build faster and stronger. Screaming softly, frustration and pleasure intermingled she fisted her delicate little hands, nails digging into her palms as she used the pain to try and stave off some of the pleasure. Panting, breathing erratically she knew she couldn't wait, no matter how hard she tried....

And then her Master leaned forward and placed gentle kisses upon her sensitive skin, and she felt the shock waves threaten to consume her, to push her over. Crying out as though he'd done something much more sexually pleasing than give her a soft kiss, she started to shake and tremble in his arms. She was going to fail, she wasn't going to be able to hold back. Her entire body had become a thing of sensation- warm sweat slicked skin holding her tightly to him, her wealth of hair tugging soflty at her head, the feel of the floor under her forearms, her masters grip, gently digging in, his solid cock thrusting into her over and over, she could feel every inch of him go in, feel their body's connect and ricochet off one another, her breasts bouncing free in the cool air, her legs wrapped about his body, feeling his mucsles cord and bunch as he fucked her, and the feel of his breath, dancing over her bare skin, his cheek nuzzling her breast as he nodded.....

Wait! He nodded. She held back, sheer force of will, pleasure so intense it felt as though it had a life of his own. But she waited....one heart beat, two heart beats then he spoke. And his words made her freeze, for no more than a few moments. She'd been fighting so hard to do as commanded, she couldn't belive he'd her permission. And then-

"Come on my cock like a dirty little slut" followed by his ragged moan- and it was her undoing. She screamed, till she had no more breath to support the sound and it became a silent scream. And what did she scream? Did she name him Master? No....because that wasn't what was most importaint, who she belonged to was Mage- and that is what she screamed. Her orgasm hit her like a giant tsunami created tidal wave, hitting her body, breaking over her, turning her body over and over, but she had mage, still plunging in and out of her, holding her tightly, anchoring her though the ferocious undertow threatened to sweep her away. And still she came, muscles clenching and releasing wildly about his cock, her body danced as she trembled and swayed and came over and over. Everytime he thrust inside of her it felt like he was hitting the reset button. She felt her body start to give out, arms turning into limp noodles. Using the last of her strength she shoved at the floor and threw herself upwards, her arms clasping about Mage's neck so she instead sat on his lap, changing the angle. Breathing in at last she screamed his name again- still cumming for him.

 

[Bluemage]

His arms wrapped around her midsection, pulling her up so that she was sitting in his lap properly and also trying to slow and stop her movements. Of course her riding and the constant tightening of her sex against his had caused him to twitch and build up towards his own explosion. His hands took a hold of her hips as his own hips moved up against hers, his cock twitching slightly deep between her folds as his balls tightened up and he let out another low moan before biting Sylvie's shoulder as he came hard, shooting his seed deep between her tight folds, his body seeming to be all too eager to paint the tight and pulsing walls of her sex with his thick and creamy cum. It seemed to continue to twitch even after he had reached his limit, giving her a little bit more stimulation as she sat in his lap. He continued to hug her closely, his teeth still pressed into her shoulder.

When the movements had finally slowed down he slowly pulled his lips away from her shoulder, smiling before bringing his lips up to her ear. that had been a wonderful and delicious experience, and he loved holding her so close. He loved feeling his warm skin against hers. He loved holding her close and enjoying this kind of moment. He brought his head down again, gently letting his chin rest on her shoulder. This moment was beautiful, and for a moment he thought about telling her that he loved her, that he loved every fiber of her being...but he didn't. He knew that she struggled with the all powerful 'l-word' and he didn't want her felling out of sorts because she couldn't say it back. He smiled and kissed at her neck again, just holding her close to him and enjoying the warmth. This was wonderful.

His lips continued to smile as he wondered what other positions on the wonderful chart that he had found she might be interested in. Of course, he'd probably have to get to his pants and the pocket that the chart was hidden in before he even got an idea for a new position. He wasn't really in a rush to push her out of his lap so that he could head over to his clothes to find the chart. He kissed at her neck again, still holding her close, his fingers sliding up and down her back, drawing the beautiful endless patterns on her skin with his fingertips.

 

[yeishia]

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