The Inferno Room ( OOC and IC Hangout)

[Bluemage]

*he smiled as he looked at her. She was trying so hard. He had enjoyed the way that she had tried to entice him with the movements of her hips as she had walked. He had enjoyed the way that her walking hadn't been like she was just walking down the street but instead every step had seemed to have a deafening purpose to it. He finished closing the distance, wondering if he should punish her for the movements of her tail. He decided that there were things that he could do while he considered his options in regards to that.

His fingers mover, curling around the very tip of her swaying tail. He moved it slowly and gently as if it were a lost sheep and he was the heard dog, trying to get it back to it's home. He curled it around her waist, like it was some sort of belt, making sure to let the soft fur rub and brush over her skin. His eyes watched this closely and he slowly looked up so that had the blindfold not been there he probably would have been able to see her eyes, and the fear that was undoubtedly there as she wondered if he had been displeased that she hadn't been able to keep her tail from moving.

When he spoke his voice was calm and soft, like a cup of warm honey tea.*

This tail might get you in some trouble in the future...I suggest when given the instruction of staying still, that in the future you curl it around yourself to give it less opportunity to move, similar to how you flattened your ears to keep them from moving.

*he had still yet to decide if he should punish her for letting her tail move. He bit his bottom lip as he considered it and then decided that there would always be time later, and perhaps if he decided that it didn't need to happen, he'd conveniently forget about it.*

Staying still is a much more difficult task than it sounds, I know, but slightly less difficult than trusting me to be my eyes, I'm sure...still...

*he brought his hand up slowly, taking a hold of her wrist and guiding her hand forward until her fingertips brushed over the smooth polished surface of a desk.*

Bend forward.

*After he had given her the order he snapped his fingers*

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*She felt fingers grasping her tail and she rocked forward slightly, trying to keep from jumping. In her mind she flashed back to her playtime with maurader, where she couldn't keep her blasted twitchy tail still, and he would walk it around her body, and let it lash her nipples. A chill ran through her as she wondered if Mage would do the same. Just the thought of her soft furr tickling her nipples had them puckering up, waiting for the touch.

But it didn't come. Instead she felt the brush of fur lower, around her stomach and she started to wonder if she'd really done wrong nad he would be mad. After all they were exploring a darker side to her master, and while she knew he wouldn't hurt her, and of course she trusted him, she wasn't entirely sure just what the darkness would mean for her. Sylvie's breathing quickened rapidly, her breasts bouncing slightly with the hurried in and out motions of her breath. Unsure what to expect she was surprised when he simply guided her errant appendage about her waist. She tucked her still lashing tail tip under the wrap of her tail to hide that it was still moving. So focused on her tail she forgot to keep her ears laid back as she heard her masters voice, so warm and comforting. Her ears perked and swivled towards the sound.....laying them back and hanging her head slightly as he reminded her to keep them still.

Feeling him catch her wrist she bent down at her waist, unsure of what she was doing untill she felt the surface of a table.....or maybe a desk...under her hands. Knowing what she was to do now, and eager to please she assumed the position she knew he loved. Legs spread wide apart, bent over almost completely, forearms resting on the desk- and then she heard the snap and her heart skipped a ebat. She tensed, her breathing ragged now as she waited to feel what he might have done*

 

[Bluemage]

*He smiled softly. She hadn't done so well at the instruction of staying still but beyond that she had actually done quite well at following his instructions. Quite the talented little kitten, even if keeping still was a little bit beyond her. He supposed he couldn't really argue with that. It seemed to him that the tasks that appeared the simplest really were the most difficult. He looked down at her naked body, bent over the desk, waiting for whatever her might do to her, or whatever her might order her to do. He smiled softly, knowing that he was probably going to give her quite a shock with his next action. He considered not giving her any warning and seeing her jump up when he did it, but that wasn't quite as good.

His voice was calm and cool, but with a slight hit of amusement to it when he spoke this time*

You should probably hold onto that table.

*he gave her a moment for that to register and for her to follow the command. He then brought his hand forward and brought it down to her naked back. What touched the space between her shoulder blades was definitely not his fingers. It was slick, and had a biting cold quality to it. It was probably going to take her a few moments to register that what he had just placed against her skin which burned hot with desire was a simple icecube. He smiled as he looked down at her, slowly drawing the icecube down her back, leaving the pattern on her back in lines of moisture from the frozen block.*

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*When nothing happened immediately the tension in Sylvie's body hightened ever so slightly. She'd expected the usual, something to crawl out of the woodwork and capture her. But instead there was nothing. She turned her head from side to side listening....she heard nothing slithery, or moving, she felt nothing on her body, and she didn't smell anything new. What on earth could he have done? Her heart began to race more to match her minds pace, but all thought stopped as she heard his voice. Immediately catching the hint of anticipation in his voice, the calm warning delivered with it, she did as she said. Shifting her arms she braced her hands better on the table, taking up a stance that should he do as he was prone to, and enter her with a single, deep, sudden thrust- her body would be able to take the impact.

Sylvie's breath now came in short sharp gasps as she waited for what would happen next.....

Her entire body jerked inward as she felt something so cold it stung pressed to her back. All the breath she had whooshed out of her lungs in a strangled yelp. Her elbows and knees buckled slightly as she jerked, and her mind went absolutly blank. She hadn't a clue what he'd just done to her. Her chest ached from the startlement, so hard she could barely breathe. Her body wanted to pull away, to shake, to tremble, to huddle in on itself. But she'd been instructed to stay still. Laying her ears back more firmly and tightening her errant tail she straightened her arms and legs, hoping that he'd forgive her movements in the heat of the moment.

She concentrated on the shivery sensation the item left on her back. It still felt cold, but not so achingly so. Almost like the heat of her bare skin was warming it up. As Mage trailed it down her back it left a cool wet trail above it....and then it clicked. He was teasing her with an icecube. Just the fact that her master would go to such lengths to tease her made her feel wonderful. She gasped softly as shiver went through her body- though this one she didn't even attempt to hide it. She resolved to try harder to do as he'd asked to stay still.....but he'd not said anything about noises

The cool trails began to run, dripping down her back. She could feel a fine tremble running through her body, almost like a low level electrical current leaving her muscles humming. The ice felt wonderful, such a poingant contrast to her own rising body heat.*

 

[Bluemage]

*He smiled softly as he looked down at her. It seemed that the ice had the desired effect. In his time seeing the things that other doms did to their subs, he had seen some things that had blurred the lines between pain and pleasure. He had experienced a bit of it every time that he had been driven to bite her a little bit to push her over the edge. Really, he had been trying to think of a way of bringing a bit more of that sort of thing into their play, and the idea of the ice cube seemed rather interesting to him, as he had heard of ice cubes being used to create sensual moments filled with burning desire.

His eyes looked over her back where he had traced the repeating pattern and then slowly he let the ice cube slip out of his fingers, leaving it to rest on the small of her back. He'd leave it with her for now. He wasn't sure how he was going to top something like that though. The real fun in the ice cube had been in the fact that she would have never seen it coming. He had built up anticipation for something large, for something exciting and earth shattering, and the thing that he had summoned was a simple block of frozen water. It was a harsh contrast to anything that they had done before, and not something that he would have been expecting had he been in her position.

The fingertips that had left the ice cube mere moments ago slowly trailed up her side and flipped over her shoulder to gently rest on the back of her neck. He smiled as he looked down at her for a moment and then spoke up finally, trying to offer her more encouragement for doing what she was told.*

You're doing quite well, my sweet little Sylive...If you continue to do such a good job of following instructions maybe I'll give you an ice cube and see what you can do with it.

*He knew that it was time to move on to the next thing, as staying with the ice cube would only be fun if he could think of something to do with it. And just then he thought of something. He smirked softly as he dipped his head in slowly, and picked the ice cube off of the girl's back with his teeth, sucking it into his mouth. He let the small block of frozen liquid dance around in his mouth for a moment and then sank down to his knees. He dipped his face forward and let his ice cooled tongue slip out to run a long lap along Sylvie's weeping folds. He had challenged her to think of uses for an ice cube, and it wouldn't be much of a challenge if he couldn't think of a few of his own.*

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*As he continued to draw Sylvie could feel his pattern emerge on her skin, the air currents of the room dancing over the cool water, setting it appart. And then as moments passed the water pooled, and began to drip down her back. At every racing drop she had to fight back a shudder, a tremble, a quiver. Instead she satisfied herself with low whimpers. It was so exciting to her, this ice cube play. Because she never knew where the cool trail would wind up next. She felt a single drop break from running down her back, to run a cold finger out and over her hip- that one did make her shudder as the questing droplet made a new path.

Sylvie felt the cold intensify into a single spot at the small of her back and surmised that he'd set it down. She noticed how it slid around slightly with the movements of her breathing. She felt the heat of her body start to melt it, the small pool forming beneath it growing. And as she breathed a small stream spilled over the bounds of the pool, tracing its way down the swell of her ass, curling around to her hip to run down the front of her thigh making her moan softly at how the cooling moisture was spreading over her body.

She startled at the feel of warm fingers caressing near the ice cubes cool track. Her mind keyed in on the differning sensatins of heat and cool that he'd traced over her skin. The almost painful ice turning soothing and the simple comfort of his warm touch. Under his patient hand she relaxed slightly, some of the tension built up by his frozen water melting out of her body just as his ice was melting.

His words pleased her, she felt another sort of warmth suffuce her body, starting from her heart and spreading outward like a much larger version of the ice cube resting on her back. She'd done good and pleased her Master, it didn't matter so much that she might get to play with an ice cube- save that it meant it would please him.....how could she please him.... she let her mind wander slightly to start thinking up ideas, loosing her careful tracking of where her master was, barely noticing him lifting the ice cube from her back.

"OMFG! MASTER!" She screamed as she felt the first brush of his cool tongue between her legs. Her eyes squeezed close and she shivered violently from head to toe as she felt his cool tongue trace its way along her damp feminine cleft. For some reason Sylvie knew instantly that it wasn't merely the ice cube he was toying along her neather lips, but his tongue. Never before had her master tasted her in such a way. In all honesty she started to wonder if there was somewhat wrong with her in that sense, but she figured more likely her master just wasn't into that sorta of thing. Though she had craved it, craved it something fierce, yet didn't want to bring it up to him. And yet here he was, his tongue teasing her, and with the added joy of an ice cube no less. Utterly unable to help herself Sylvie let her feet slip slightly on the floor, widening her stand and allowing him more room between her thighs to do as he wished. She loved the warm rush of liquid heat that pooled inside her meeting the bittersweet cool of his iced tongue. She'd stopped breathing, all her being focused on the small movements of his tongue slipping through her womanhood, the way his hair brushed her thighs which had started to quiver softly about his head*

 

[Bluemage]

*He smiled softly at her reaction. It had not been exactly what he had been expecting. He had thought that she'd be used to the sensation of people moving their faces in to place very special kisses against this set of lips, but it seemed that he had judged wrong. Somewhere along the lines he had been horribly negligent of his sweet little Sylvie. He knew that she had always enjoyed giving him pleasure with her skilled mouth and tongue, and he was quite certain that he was going to be nowhere near as talented, but when it came to things like including an ice cube, he was sure that even someone with no talent such as himself could come off as a real pro. After all, if you ran into battle with a sword chances were you'd kill more people blindly waving that around than you would without it.

The slow movements of his tongue along her fold continued. She had been almost too eager for this to happen. She had bent over the table just like he had asked, and she seemed to be trying to stay still just like he had asked too. It seemed only fair that he cool his tongue off with what remained of the ice cube and then draw another long and sensuous lick along her feminine lips. He could already taste her there, a wonderful taste that lingered in his mouth. Given how she tasted he really was surprised that more people didn't bury their face between her thighs, but he supposed that most people were simply in too much of a rush to arrive at the finishing move to bother with learning the subtle combinations that would unlock the mega combo maneuvers. He wondered briefly if there was something wrong with him when he likened sexual encounters with a button mashing fighter game, then again, he was pretty sure that if he succeeded in this, it, just like the fighter game, would rest more on blind luck than it would on any particular skill.

His tongue shyly peeked out again, exploring the edges of her folds quickly with it's cool tip. He knew that eventually he'd have to seek out that sensitive bundle of nerves with his tongue, but didn't want to focus purely on that to bring her to the squealing release of orgasm. It was then that an interesting thought occurred to him. He slowly drew his lips away from her, his fingers coming up to take their place. One of his fingertips probed against her netherlips as if considering forcing entry into her core, but didn't make this move. His eyes looked up at her.*

You may reach your release as often and as loudly as you'd like while I perform for you.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Direly wanting this Sylive closed her eyes beneath her blindfold, braced her shaking weight more firmly on her hands and focused herself inward, drawing all her attention to the action between her thighs. As his tongue reached the top of her womanhood she tensed, hoping that he'd give her clit a little flick as he pulled away. When he didn't her whimper increased in pitch with the last of her breath. And then she felt his delightfuly cool tongue return and at last she gasped in air, only to lose it in a low moan. The senstaions of having him so gently play with her folds felt amazing, he was so tender and explorative- not immediately rushing- very refreshing.

She'd been told to stay still- and yet she wanted this so badly, wanted more. Her body trembled harder as she fought to tell herself that so long as she did what her master told her to, he would see to her pleasure if it pleased him. And yet0 Sylvie would have loved to ride Mage's face.....just the thought made her cry out softly, her knees quaking. It was then that a more immediate problem occured to her.....She didn't know how much longer she could stand. Just as she made an attempt to communicate this to her master he once more pulled his tongue awya, this time replacing it with fingers. Sylive rolled her hips slighty- pressing herself against his fingers, wanting all he'd give her. Learning that she was now able to orgasm for him as much as she wanted a sense of relief washed over her as her pussy clenched in response. Imbedded in there was the assuarance that this was pleasing him- and that he was going to continue. Sylive would have liked to have fainted from joy.

 

[Bluemage]

*his fingers moved from the spot between her thighs, tracing that same endless pattern from her dripping womanhood to her hip. He knew that as much as he enjoyed having her bent over a table like this on display for him, usually when he was doing something for her, it was made easier for her to stand by the fact that he had speared her with his raging manhood. In this case he wasn't doing that, so she was not going to have the easiest time in the world of staying standing up if he got into things, and if she really got into things then even her grip on the edge of the table wasn't going to stop her from slipping down and melting into a puddle at the floor between the table legs. He smiled as he imagined that, but decided that his thought of moving her was better.

With his grip on her hip he used his strength, along with a little magic, to flip her over so that instead of bending over the table she was sitting on the very edge of it. He smiled as he looked at her and then pressed a firm kiss to her lips, knowing that she'd be able to catch the faint taste of her sex on his lips and tongue, and knowing even more that she'd be able to feel the cool temperature drop thanks to the ice cube that he had been trying to keep in ice cube form while it stayed in his mouth. He kept his lips pressed to hers for a few more long moments until he finally broke the kiss.*

Sorry. I thought it would be prudent to change your position, but not so prudent to warn you that I was going to do it.

*and with that he decided it would once again not be so prudent to warn her of something and he slipped down the length of her body, moving down so that his face found the wonderful spot between her thighs, his still ice cool tongue tracing at the edges of her folds once again.*

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Feeling his fingers slip away she cried out "No! Master- Please-!" feeling no shame for her begging. Sylvie knew that her master got a great deal of his pleasure from the enjoyment he gave her. Shaking with the effort to not move her hips, to thrust back in search of his mouth or hands she groaned softly, taking what comfort she could in the pattern he always used for her, the twining intricate never-ending pattern- which calmed her.

Sylvie's squeal of surprise rent the air as she felt herself lifted, instinctively she closed her legs and tucked her knees in so as not to kick her Master. Given no time to recover his lips were pressing hers, and without thought her tongue came out to run along his cool lips, catching up the bits of her spicy flavor as she leaned forward into the kiss. It was over all too soon as he slid down her her body she could only feel, wondering what he planned as her sight was lost to her. Hoping that he was going to do as she desired she shifted her weight slightly so that the edge of the desk wasn't pressing her painfully and then she spread her tighs as wide as she could, opening her flower up completely to whatever her master might have in store for her.

She had the slightest hint of his warm breath cooling her heated core and the barest brush of hair before his tongue found her once more. Sylvie's hips rocked forward the briefest of incriments as she gasped and fought to not squirm where she sat*

 

[Bluemage]

*he smiled as he looked up at her. It seemed that she was having a whole time of staying still during this entire exercise. That was interesting. He was absolutely sure that things like this happened to her all of the time. With all of the play time that she participated in and the way she had put so much effort into pleasing Tala with her mouth and tongue not all that long ago, he was sure that people stuck their faces between her thighs and tried to make her cry out all the time. If anyone did, then they were no doubt much better at it than he was. It seemed very interesting that his meager talents could make her squirm and twitch like she was. It filled him with pride to know that his simple actions were having that deep of an impact on her. He dipped his head forward again, his lips moving around the sensitive nub of her sex, brushing against it ever so softly and making it easy for his next move. He smirked softly against her sex and ever so softly raked his teeth over her clit.*

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

As his lips spread in a grin she could feel it and SYlvie wondered what she'd done to make him smile so. A part of her wished she didn't have this blindfold on. She wanted to be able to look down, to see her masters face between her thighs, to watch the look on his face as he sampled her essence. To see the emotions dance through his eyes as he moved back to look at her. It didnt matter to her that she is an empath and could feel them, she loved to SEE them, and the light they brought to his face. And yet at the same time, the blindfold added a whole new level of sensation. By taking away her sight her other sense kicked in, they were all somehow....more.

And this is why the light brush of his lips taunting her clit made her body tense up, her hips rock more as her hands found the edge of the desk and held tightly. Her head therw back as she screamed- the roughness on her clit nearly pushing her over the edge*

 

[Bluemage]

*his smile remained on his lips at her reaction. It was always good to know that he could make her scream out in pleasure, and with something as simple as drawing his teeth over a sensitive area. He had liked the sound of her startled and pleasured cry so much that he decided to follow through with the action again, drawing his teeth over her clit again in an attempt to make her give out another one of those delicious cries of hers, or even better, perhaps to push her over the edge. His goal in doing this was to show her that even though he didn't do it often, because he didn't think he was particularly good at it, he would still do it for her, if nothing else as a dom teasing and playing with his willing little sub.*

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Left gasping for breath she struggled to calm down a bit- his sudden roughness shooting her to the line bluring pleasure and pain in a most delightful manner. Only one who understood her body as he did would know that she was ready for such rough treatment. Her body tensed like a spring, awaiting his next movement. TO her utter surprise he did it again, herclit throbbed and it was enough- she went over the edge. Her mouth opened in a long loud scream that echoed about the room. Her hand went to the back of his head, her fingers tangling into his hair as she fought to not pull him closer. Her legs shook gently from the muscles contracting and loosening. Between her legs, her hot honey flowed slowly as her inner walls clenched and relaxed, her clit still pulsing from its rough treatment*

 

[Bluemage]

*he smiled softly at the orgasmic cry and the shaking that her body was doing. He brought his hands to her knees and hoisted her legs up above his shoulders. The goal had really been to make sure that she didn't cut off his access to her folds, but he decided quickly that it was a good idea for a number of other reasons as well, such as the fact that she was less likely to fall off of the table now. He smiled and drew his tongue up the slit of her sex nice and slowly again. He wasn't sure how long her planned to do this anymore. He was actually considering stopping now that he had drawn her over the edge once and just moving forward. He even knew how he'd do it, but he wasn't sure that it really felt right. Instead he continued to lick and lap at her dripping sex.*

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Her thighs tightened reflexively as he shifted her legs so that she gently clutched his head to her. GIving up on keeping still she let her hips rock gently agaisnt his mouth as she prolonged her climax. Feeling his tongue return to her she pressed her hips forward, making him flatten his tongue agaisnt her to lap at her, letting him taste as much of her as he desired.*

Uungh! It feels so good! M-more.....PLEASE! I....do....fuck don't stop!

*she waited moaning and writhing against his mouth, waiting for his slow lap to get to her clit, hoping that this time he'd give it a gentle flick, she always loved when people did that to her*

 

[Bluemage]

*he smirked softly at her plea for him to not stop. Well, that really set him to doing this a bit more, didn't it? He had been planning to just stop with these little teasing actions where he drew his tongue over her and that sort of thing, but it seemed that she was in no rush to move on to the next step. That was fair. He knew how much she loved performing oral sex, it only made sense that she'd enjoy receiving it just about as much. He considered that for a moment and made a mental note to engage her in some form of 69 activity later on.

He continued to drag his tongue upwards and when he reached the sensitive bundle of nerves he flicked his tongue over it gently. She didn't want him to stop yet? That was fine. He could work with that. He'd give her a little bit more attention and then maybe he'd move onto his next step in a little while. He wasn't against doing this for her, after all, she seemed to enjoy it, and he was pretty sure that he was awful at it. Either she was being kind to him and telling him she liked it when she didn't so as not to hurt his feelings, or she genuinely was getting taken away with what he could do with his tongue. He flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue again, trying to see how many flicks he could string together in quick succession.*

 

[Nightfreak]

The ground shakes and rumbles in the inferno.....The lights flicker off and on quickly. A lone Diet Mountain dew bottle appears on the bar a sign of whats to come.....The return of the Nightfreak. Hide run in fear the second coming is soon upon us........ The nights will never be the same.

 

[Xirena]

It's about damn time you guys come back around!

Finally, something fun to read while I'm at work!

 

[Nightfreak]

Yeah its good to finally be going back to night-shift after two months

 

[Xirena]

Yeah its good to finally be going back to night-shift after two months

I can't wait to see you guys around again! I do have a question though, why are you and Deeva's sig's empty now. Are you two ok?

 

[yeishia]

I wander into the inferno in my lovely dress carrying a huge basket of roses which I give out to everyone I see there.....

Happy Valentine!​

 

[Nightfreak]

A deep rumble echos from the ground below the inferno. The building shakes violently glasses rock back and fourth on the shelves till the fall to ground shattering. A large crack starts to form in the center of the floor fire starts rise from the crack as it spreads apart. A hand appears from the blazing depths gripping the floor then slowly another as the freak pulls himself from the depths of hell. Rising from his knees then with a snap of his fingers the room returns to it's previous state. Taking off his sunglasses he opens his eyes slowly deep inside his eyes you can see the flames of he'll dancing around causing his eyes to take on a permant red glow. Dressed head to toe in black the sounds of his boots on the hardwood floors echo threw the once busy establishment. Grabbing a Corona then returing to his recliner the freak has returned.

 

[DeevaLicious]

She feels the earth move and her body quakes, not from the aftershocks but because of him. He was home. A tremble races through her as she rises from her slumber, his scent had already reached her and she whimpered softly as she went to him. There was nothing that could keep her away at this moment. He was like a magnet that drew her in, beckoning her to come to him so she did.

She rounded the corner in her long flowing black dress, barefoot and hair flowing out behind her. When she seen him her heart soared and a soft growl rumbled from her throat. She stopped and stared, simply drinking in the site of him before whispering shyly..

I'm here....

 

[Nightfreak]

I rise from my chair as I catch your sent. Walking up to you my finger softly tracing over your shoulders. " How I've missd you my love." I lean in wrapping around you pulling you tight agianst me. Kissing your lips softly as my hand caresses up and down your back. It feels good to be home with my mate.