The Pocket Dimension of Words

[PenIsMightier1]

Purrs gratefully and wraps my arms around her.

A fight, well not a fight, but a lot of confusion anger and sadness, but it has been resolved.

 

[fuckmeat]

Resolution is good I suppose.

My day was long and arduous.

flexes aching muscles with catlike grace

And I have another fucking cold thanks to the great unwashed.

 

[PenIsMightier1]

Giggles as my mind can only conjure up images of the Great Unclean One

I'm such a geek.

My eyes however are drawn to her arching body, trying to pout at her sickness, but unable to hide my arousal.

Poor thing, maybe you need some of my chicken soup.

 

[Emerald_Lilly]

A fight, well not a fight, but a lot of confusion anger and sadness, but it has been resolved.

And panic, don't forget panic ... at least for me

 

[PenIsMightier1]

And panic, don't forget panic ... at least for me

Yes, you were very panicked

 

[PenIsMightier1]

My world is now filled with the head musk of sex.

My world is a corridor, lined with doors, behind many of them come the sounds of passionate love making and exquisite fucking, music to my ears.

My dress trails along the floor as I stalk the length of the seemingly unending corridor.

I choose and empty room, falling into a chaise lounge and surveying the empty room, waiting.

 

[Emerald_Lilly]

Tiptoes quietly into Mistress's realm to leave a large, elegantly wrapped package. The large print is in a rich black frame and was carefully selected.

A note is attached:
Mistress, when i saw this picture i immediately thought of you. The purple sky was magical (though i apologize that the blue polka dots are not visible). Love, your slave

 

[PenIsMightier1]

Grins as I unwrap the present, stepping back to admire the large picture, laughing outloud as I read the note.

See,

I say to the air.

I told you the sky was purple.

 

[PenIsMightier1]

Pulling open the doorway to my world, feeling the magic flowing out.

Stepping inside and pulling the portal close around me again.

 

[Emerald_Lilly]

Slips lightly into Mistress's realm, moving carefully to make no sound.

Glancing around to be sure i am not seen, i place a beautifully wrapped gift on the heavy table.

The tag on the gift reads:

To my wonderful Mistress,
Happy Valentine's Day my Goddess. I hope you enjoy your present. Thank for your caring for me so well.

Your cowslave

 

[PenIsMightier1]

Slips lightly into Mistress's realm, moving carefully to make no sound.

Glancing around to be sure i am not seen, i place a beautifully wrapped gift on the heavy table.

The tag on the gift reads:

To my wonderful Mistress,
Happy Valentine's Day my Goddess. I hope you enjoy your present. Thank for your caring for me so well.

Your cowslave

They are lovely presents my slave

Kisses

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Hearing my True Name called, I hurry to answer my Mistress' summons. Warm humid vapors solidify in the air around me, allowing me to step into them and out the other side. I find myself on the cool marble floors of my Mistress' space between words, a magical place that makes my blood tingle just entering.

At fist I don't see her, but I know she will be here. Not knowing where she will want me, I kneel in the center of the room, head bowed, waiting, hands folded in my lap.

I've answered your call, my Mistress. What is your will for me this day?

 

[PenIsMightier1]

A brief rips open behind the kneeling elf, and I step into the room, my bare feet padding along the cool marble. She is facing ahead of me, so hasn't noticed me enter, but I'm sure she can sense me, she knows I'm nearby. Waves of power rolling off me, filling the room with my scent.

I stand behind her, placing my hands on each shoulder, looking down at her, giving her shoulder a squeeze.

A brief smile

"Welcome my elf."

One hand moves under her chin, half grasping her throat and pulling her head back as I lean down, turning her head until my lips touch her neck, my teeth scraping along the tender flesh playfully, like a cat toying with a mouse.

"My will is to use you for my pleasure. Is this what you desire aswell my elf?"

 

[Annisthyrienne]

I sense her presence and a little thrill of excitement spreads through me. Then her hands on my shoulders, on my throat, taking control of me, making sure I know I am hers. Her kiss welcomes me, awakens a rising desire within. Her lips and teeth find my pulse. I can't help but shiver, the tingles running down my spine to the core of me.

"Yes, my Mistress, to pleasure you is my pleasure as well, as you know."

 

[PenIsMightier1]

I open my mouth wider, my teeth biting down on that flesh, leaking more of my emotions into her through my mouth and into her blood, that controlling essence, awaking those desires that sent her so willingly into her enslavement.

I break from her neck, a few pricks of blood on that pale skin, my eyes glowing with lust.

"Yes,"My voice is soft, but sure"it is."

I stand up, walking around her, stalking. I concentrate and her hands are once again bound tight together in locked leather bracers, attached to the bracers is a leather leash, which I now hold in my hand.

Allowing her to get to her feet I lead her along the halls of my realm, giving her time to take it in, giving her time to think about how she will be serving me.

We come to a set of large double doors which swing open at my touch, a plush room, with red silk dominant greets us, a large bed, dwarfing a super king size is in the centre.

"Are you ready to serve your goddess?"

 

[Annisthyrienne]

I feel her teeth sink into my neck and it brings a quick gasp, hissed through clenched teeth, and a wince at the unaccustomed pain. Infused in my now are Her desires, Her emotions, Her lusts. And so the pain, though something I normally avoid, now becomes my desire too, because She wants me to feel it. If She wants to inflict it, I am Hers to serve that purpose.

My hands once again are bound, in accord with Her will, and She leads me through Her realm. The sights, smells, sounds, and impressions all impose upon me, claiming and shaping my mood to suit Her purpose.

The room she leads me to is dominated by the huge bed, and I sense it is my destination, perhaps for a long term stay, if She desires it.

"Are you ready to serve your goddess?"

My eyes are drawn to Hers, but only momentarily before I remember my place. I lower my gaze, and whisper, "I am ready to serve You. Command me, Goddess, and I will obey."

 

[PenIsMightier1]

I smile proudly, not only at her words, which send a shiver straight down my spine and into my cunt, but also her thoughts, seeing her desire to obey, her desire to stay trapped in my realm if I say so.

I turn and pull on the leash again, crawling onto the bed, now on all fours, swaying my hips from side to side, smirking as I think of her captivated by the sight, resting on my elbows I turn to look at her

"Come"

She obeys and moves to me.

"You desired yesterday to taste my ass, to use that tongue of yours. Now is your chance my elf."

 

[Annisthyrienne]

I watch her move, captivated by her beautiful hips, the curving swell of her butt swaying hypnotically. The leash doesn't give me any choice but to follow her crawling form onto the bed, but it doesn't stop me from practically pouncing on her backside like a panther. Her invitation sends an electric tingle of excitement through me, and the corners of my lips curl into a smile I can barely suppress.

My hands reach out for her, clasping her thighs first, but sliding in a caress up and over those curves to the fleshy cheeks I long to bury myself in. First a soft kiss, centered on the left cheek, her flesh so warm and soft under my lips. I sigh in happy contentment, but it comes out shaky, modulated by my eager anticipation of what I can do to her now. My breath bathes her skin, across the swell and towards the center cleft. My lips move to follow.

But I surrender to temptation. I know this elfin mischief will get me in trouble, but I can't resist. I can't leave this beautiful flesh to move on without a taste first. I bite, teeth clamping, leaving a mark. The feel of the flesh in my teeth making a primal urge rise within me. Almost immediately I think better of my transgression and offer a soothing lick with the flat of my tongue, accompanied by a purring moan of apology.

But secretly I loved it, and I'm not really sorry.

 

[PenIsMightier1]

Moaning quietly, more with satisfaction rather pleasure, but still feeling my arousal spread through me, my pupils dilating, my breathing getting deeper as she begins.

Her own moans reach my ears, ragged with her anticipation and the delight that she feels from being able to serve me this way. Then a sharp pain on my cheek as her teeth nip at me making me hiss but sending an electric shock through me.

She knows it will result in punishment, but not because I didn't enjoy it. Despite her then trying to make it up with a soft massage of her tongue I can tell she doesn't feel sorry about it.

I grin as I can feel that masochistic streak awakening with her enslavement, she wants to be punished.

I close my eyes, relishing the diminishing pain and the touch of her worshiping tongue.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

I move a line of worshiping kisses down the curve of Her, to the underside, just where thigh meets buttock. That transition intrigues me, the skin and flesh so incredibly soft there, yet the strongest muscles of the body just underneath the surface. Gentle nips and kisses pay homage to my Goddess, Her form so exquisite to me!

My questing tongue seeks out the valley between that I long to explore so intimately. Tracing the path along Her inner thighs, my nose and mouth buried there, a long lick form as far beneath Her, between Her silken thighs as I can stretch out to reach, and upwards along Her slit, and still upwards, finding the deep cleft of Her ass. My tongue dips into Her sex, a momentary indulgence before continuing my homage to Her, tracing lightly over the delicate tissue between Her vagina and Her anus.

And then, a swirl around that puckered rim of tight muscle, tongue teasing, flicking, and at last probing, trying to enter. I feel the sensations through our link, and can't help squirming. My hands placed carefully, one on either fleshy cheek of Her rump, spreading Her slightly opening Her for my tongue, seeking entrance, penetration of the most intimate sort!

 

[PenIsMightier1]

Her tongue enters my ass finally making me moan loudly, feeling so good as she continues her worship, making sure the emotions are fed back into her, knowing it will drive her wild and bind her closer. Her tongue feels so good inside me as she takes her time, indulges with her tongue inside my puckered opening.

Lifting one arm off the bed, supporting myself on my other elbow I reach back, running one finger up and down my slit, teasing myself, drawing it out as long as I can before moving my finger away and rubbing the tip of my finger against my engorged clit, making my whole body shudder, moaning louder. The combined feeling of her tongue and my finger driving me wild.

My wind swims as she pays homage to me, getting so close so fast, but as it goes into me I send the emotions back into my elf, keeping myself aroused and pleasured, but sensing her wet cunt, knowing she can the movements in her anus.

The feelings build up in more until I am so close, crying out loud as I cum, burying my face in the bed and screaming with pleasure. But as I cum her tongue doesn't stop, still lost in her devotion

"Cum for me my elf."

I know she will hear that

 

[Annisthyrienne]

My mind fogs with the realization of this wish fulfilled. I am tongue fucking my Goddess' beautiful ass! Only dimly am I aware of the sensations passed through the link to my own body, but this particular pleasure has always been my own weakness. How Her gorgeous thighs can still support Her is unknown to me, but it only keeps Her in place my me to lavish my worship on Her even more.

I sense Her fingers touch through the link and my thighs clench in response, but I am lost in the taste and feel of Her! But the stirring feeling cannot be ignored and my cunt seeps in response to Her touch. I can feel the wetness leaking down the curve of my thighs and I press them together, hoping to stop the fluids before they stain my Goddess' bed.

Idly I wonder if I should have been touching Her to help Her cum, but no matter now. A thought of supreme wickedness flashes across my consciousness; the thought of how I like my orgasms triggered sometimes: a sharp slap to my.....but before the thought can fully express, I hear Her begin to cum, Her sweet moans echoing a response in the pit of me, resonating pleasure throughout, knowing that I'm helping Her feel so good. It is music to me! I feel Her clasping my tongue as She cums, and I lash and flick it, pushing it into Her farther.

And then She does it again, that push of feeling through our connection, those words that command my body directly, as if it doesn't even need to hear them through ears, but feels the command instead.

"Cum for me, my elf!"

My Goddess commands me!

And I do.....hard....seemingly endlessly. I can't help screaming into Her, The vibrations carrying through my stiffened tongue and into Her/our tight holes. My hips push forwards in an instinctive reaction, thighs clenching together so tightly it hurts! My fingertips dig into sensitive flesh as I hold on, riding it out. My scream turns to whimpers with the force of the cum!

 

[PenIsMightier1]

Sweating beading on my forehead, my cheeks flushed with arousal, the vibrations of her screams still running through my body. I turn over, resting on my elbows, looking down the length of my body, smirking proudly as I read her thoughts, as I read how lost she is in this new found devotion.

I watch her for a few moments, watching her expression, watching her recovering from the orgasm I have sent through her body

"I command and you obey."

I sit up, my legs still resting on either side of my elf, leaning in close, just gazing at her, letting her recover little by little.

Then reaching up suddenly I grab her throat, confidently, once again letting her know who is in control, knowing it will only reinforce the awakening masochism. I give her throat a squeeze as I speak quietly.

"Cum for me my elf."

No warning, none of my emotions pushed into her, simply my words, the words of her goddess

 

[Annisthyrienne]

She pulls away, turning to face me and I am acutely aware of her gaze upon me as we both recover. Unsure of whether I dare to meet her gaze, I lift my eyes in a fleeting instant and a smile comes to me, blissful in the aftermath of pleasure.

She speaks to me, and I take Her words as a reminder of my place.

"Always, my Mistress, my Goddess!"

She sits up and I dare to hope for a kiss from Her, a possible reward for my devotion. Instead her hand on my throat, squeezing slightly. My smile flees, replaced by a startled flash of fear. Have I displeased Her?

Then Her words again, Her command, inescapable, undeniable: "Cum for me, my elf." No push of her emotions, no feedback of stimulation this time, only Her irresistible force of will, but I so desperately want to obey, if only to see the look of pride in Her eyes.

I try! I feel the tingling, flushing, the surging heat, but its not a full blown orgasm, not yet, only the precursor feelings. Tears form in my eyes as I worry about disappointing her. Sheer desperation forces me to do what I must. I raise my hands suddenly, still bound together, above my head, as high as I can, and bring them down sharply on my cunt, the slap resounding throughout the chamber. The sting in my clit brings me over, my eyes shut tightly, squeezing out the tears to slide down my cheeks. I cry out, an incoherent utterance, almost a growl of pain and pleasure mixed, and I shudder out another cum for Her, my Goddess!

 

[PenIsMightier1]

My hand still on her throat, keeping her still as she brings herself to a short sharp orgasm, her body writhing as she cums for me. Feeding me, feeding my power.

As she calms down, I smile again, not the smile of dominant satisfaction, although that is still there, but the smile of a pleased Goddess. I pull her in close to me. Tears running down her face as I see the mix of pain and pleasure. The look of pure devotion.

Pulling her in closer still I kiss her, soft and rewarding. A slow passionate kiss as I reward her efforts, she cannot read my mind as I can hers, so I show her as I massage her lips with my own.

I reach up as we kiss, cupping one of her breasts in my hand, kneading it gently, pinching the nipple until it hardens and then flicking it softly with my thumb.

As she calms down from the forced orgasm I reach up and begin to massage her other breast, both hands working in unison as we kiss.

I move my legs, kneeling, mirroring her position, but subtly different, my hands controlling her movements, her hands bound and trapped between us. One leg situates itself between her legs and presses against her crotch, rubbing against her.

Our kiss never stopping, our lips never parting as I sense her body automatically riding against the grinding of my thigh against her cunt.

Then finally breaking the kiss, the movements of my thigh becoming more insistent as my thighs grazes her clit over and over, pinching her nipples as I do, I speak again

"Cum for me my elf."