The Pocket Dimension of Words

[Annisthyrienne]

I feel the tug on my bound wrists, my Goddess desiring me closer, and closer still. Her smile encourages me, rewards me. My face reflects it as I smile too, happy that I've pleased Her. Her kiss is confirmation of it, and my spirit leaps inside me, so happy as I return Her kiss!

The joy begins to transmute into more physical pleasure when Her hands touch my breasts. My own hands are bound still, between our bodies as She moves to kneel in front of me, teasing and playing with my breasts. It is only natural that I reach for Hers, scarcely daring to hope that I may be allowed to touch, caress, tease and please Her soft flesh. My fingers touch Her aureole tentatively at first, but unable to resist. Soon I am cupping the soft round fullness of Her feminine swells, caressing her, my fingers finding and teasing Her nipples.

I feel Her move closer, insinuating Her thigh between my legs, up tight against my sex, and instinctively I move my hips, wanting to increase that sweet contact. Images flash in my mind of trib videos I've seen, and a surge of wetness floods my cunt as I dare to wonder if She will do that to me. Oh how I want that! I can't help but tremble at the thought!

And always there is Her kiss, so soft and sensuous, demanding more passion, hungry, but heavenly! My head is swimming now, my body responding to this treatment, rising to another plateau, ready, waiting.

Then She breaks our kiss, but not the sweet pressure of Her warm thigh on my wet nether lips and clit. Her fingers pinch my nipples, electrifying that circuit of nerves between pussy and breasts along my spine. And Her voice, low, soft, but imperative: "Cum for me, my elf."

My response is instantaneous this time, my arousal at a pitch from Her ministrations, Her loving attention. My cunt gushes all over Her thigh, the imagery in my mind of tribidism such a powerful inducement along with Her command. "Oh yes, my Goddess!" I groan loudly, my eyes rolling back, my back arching, pressing my soaked crotch into Her, dragging my clit along Her thigh up to her hip, straining as the tremors shake me!

 

[PenIsMightier1]

As she comes I remove my thigh, dipping two fingers between her lips, feeling a wet patch on my thigh, delighting in the feel. I feel her cunt grasping at my fingers, sliding them in and out slowly, so slowly, lubricating them, then pulling them out, lifting them to my lips, glancing down at them, glistening in her juices.

I open my lips and suck the juices off my wet digits, tasting my elf-slave's juices for the first time, closing my eyes as I savour the taste, moaning softly around my fingers as I suck and lick them clean. Opening my eyes and looking into her as I taste her, sending my emotions through our bond so she can sense my pleasure, the taste of her on my lips.

As I suck her fingers clean I think, smiling wickedly as I reach a decision, pulling my fingers out of my mouth. Placing both my hands on top of her chest, in a cupped position as though holding some invisible bowl I concentrate. A moment later a choker inlaid with a large glowing ruby appears, resting in my palms. I then reach up and place it around her neck, watching it tighten and fit to her skin

"This binds you to my realm, it is held on by my magick. You cannot leave my realm now without my permission."

I watch her now, waiting for her reaction

 

[Annisthyrienne]

I am awash in the afterglow. My Goddess/Mistress is happy with me, and Her fingers enter me, replacing her beautiful thigh, even better! I watch Her, enrapt as She lifts Her fingers to her lips, covered in my cum, then takes them inside, sucking my essence.

I sense how happy She is with me, and it makes me purr, lost in joy in this moment.

She leans over me. I don't know what She intends, but then I sense the magic, powerful, strong! Suddenly there is the cold feel of metal around my throat, snugging close to my skin. Her next words birth an expanding blossom of fear in my spirit. I am trapped!

Mixed emotions flit rapidly through my mind, but I am unable to focus an any. Panic claims my mind! I cannot leave! My freedom is stolen away! She wants me! She will keep me! But I can never leave! I will never see my fae cousin! What of other lovers? My healing! What am I to do?

"P-please, my Mistress, m-my Goddess! I beg you, don't take my freedom! It was not our deal! I will serve you, faithfully, I will love you eternally, I will always come to you! But please, don't bind me here! Not forever!"

I fall prone on the bed, kissing her feet, licking her ankles, pleading with her. An elf without freedom is a sorry thing, a caged spirit.

 

[PenIsMightier1]

I look down at her, watching her for a few moments, then nodding. I make a few waves through the air and the glowing jewels dims and then shuts off

"Very well, you are free to leave whenever you desire. You are not bound to here."

Saying that makes me feel like Oberon, but I shake the feeling.

"I will not take your freedom, but I will leave that there, as a reminder."

I pick her up, giving her a soft kiss, disappointed in myself at causing that reaction

 

[Annisthyrienne]

The sheer panic slowly ebbs. I pick up on Her body language, Her voice tone, little clues that make me worry that I've disappointed Her, possibly destroyed our connection. Yet She still knows my True Name. She's still tasted my blood, infused my essence with Herself. I am still bound to Her, if not this place.

Still, my urge is to try to salvage Her approval.

"Yes, my Mistress, my Goddess! I will wear it proudly, all the more-so because you put it there! Everyone will know I am bound to you, your elf, yours!"

I whimper gratefully at Her kiss, hoping She will forgive me. Perhaps if I stay true to my word, honoring my promise to Her, maybe She will be proud of me again someday.

 

[PenIsMightier1]

I can see her worry, she thinks she has disappointed me, despite myself I cannot help but smile and shake my head

"You have not not disappointed me my elf. Rather I have disappointed myself. You have not destroyed anything."

I give her another kiss, deeper than the last time, my tongue sliding between her lips, memories of her cum returning, tasting it once again on my lips.

Then breaking the kiss, I lower myself onto my butt, resting against the silk of my bed, stains already on the red material, but it doesn't worry me, they can be remade quite easily.

Spreading out on the covers, soaking in the cool material I smile down at her, speaking softly, pride and lust in my voice

"Worship me my elf. Every inch of my body"

 

[Annisthyrienne]

My Goddess' reassuring words and her kiss that follows makes my spirit soar anew! She still loves me, still wants me as Her own!

Overcome with emotions as Her command gives me reason to breathe joyously again, I take my place at Her feet, paying worship to Her beautiful form, beginning with Her feet, licking, kissing, loving Her so! The taste of her skin, embellished by the perspiration of our recent lovemaking, was even more divine than the last time. I lovingly suck Her toes, so happy to be given this chance! The soles of Her feet become targets for my kisses as I hold Her foot tenderly in my two hands.

Again I trail my devotions upwards along Her legs, as far as possible, pausing, and then treating the other lovely leg with the same loving care. Her thighs are my favorites, so soft on the inside, so strong and graceful, beautifully formed! My hands hold Her hips, caressing her, close enough to become intoxicated by Her feminine scent, so recently enhanced by Her sweet cum. I want Her so bad!

"Mistress, my Goddess, may I taste you?"

 

[PenIsMightier1]

Closing my eyes, focusing on the feel of her roaming mouth, moaning appreciatively and then grinning when she sucks on my toes, she really does love doing that. Although...

I give another satisfied moan as she moves onto my thighs, her mouth becoming more eager as she kisses and nibbles, not as much as she loves that. My back arches up as she kisses further up my thighs.

I can see her thoughts again, white hot at more intense thoughts, I can feel her inhaling my scent, I can see her becoming drunk on that scent. I can see how much she wants my cum, how much she wants to devote herself to my cunt.

Spreading my legs further apart, a silent invitation to draw her further up the inside of my thighs, I reach down, tangling my hands in her hair and tugging, just enough to give her some pain, that feeling of showing who is control.

"Drink from me my elf."

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Exaltation and bliss envelop my mind as Her permission grants me a taste of heaven. Leaning down to kiss Her pussy reverently, I let my tongue slip out licking along Her outer lips, first one side, then the other, and straight up the middle, flicking slightly at the top, just grazing Her clitoris. I begin again, sucking Her inner lips into my mouth, savoring the taste of Her, pulling back to let them slip back out. Then I go after the other one; then try to take both at once, pulling out and downward. It stretches the hood over Her clitoris, then I lick it back up again, exposing the little pleasure pea to my attentions.

I slip my tongue inside, seeking that sweet cream, plunging deep within Her core. Licking upwards, my tongue flicks lightly and rapidly over Her clit, finally sucking it gently into my mouth, tugging at it with my lips.

This treat, this most intimate kiss, fills me with a joy I only dreamed of. The sounds of Her moans and cries are a symphony to my spirit, captured by this Goddess!

 

[PenIsMightier1]

Each flick of her tongue, each lick, every suck and touch ignites my skin. My pussy seemingly impossibly soaked. Each time her tongue flicks out against my lips I twitch, my back arching as though an electric current has been shot up my spine.

My hands curl up in her hair, holding her head tighter against me, wrapping my legs around her, my heels digging into the small of her back. Then her tongue slides deep into my cunt, drawing out a loud moan, again and again.

Each time her tongue pushes into me I roll my emotions back into her, letting her feel what I feel, sending my control into her at the same time, the control of her goddess.

Closer and closer, my moans becoming more urgent as her tongue continues to slide into me, searching.

It hits, like a wall, an incredible force, my breath catching in my chest as I cum, sending my power back into her, but not saying those words this time, letting her just feel the pleasure, but not enough to send her over. Teasing perhaps.

Feeling her lap at my juices as I gush onto her face, my breathing still heavy with the orgasm, my vision hazy

"Continue my elf. Continue"

 

[Annisthyrienne]

I can feel the pleasure I give Her, sent back to me, but also with Her power, allowing me to enjoy, but still have the focus to control my own response. The feedback only makes me that much more eager to bring Her to Her peak, and I go at Her with increased zeal!

I can feel Her cum rapidly approaching, and my own breathing grows more rapid, nearing a pant, like some hungry animal, lapping at Her sex. Suddenly my face is splashed with Her gushing cum! I feel like I've been anointed by the most sacred of holy waters!

Although I feel Her cum through the connection, and also as Her pussy clutches at my tongue, I don't have the distraction of my own orgasm.

"Oh, my Goddess! Yes, cover me with Your sweet cum!" I moan, taken over by the pleasure I am giving Her! It is a sweet reward of its own kind, and perhaps sweeter even than my own. I've made my Goddess cum! My heart sings!

"Continue my elf. Continue."

'Her elf!' How those words thrill me now! Eager to see if I can make Her cum again, I suck Her clit into my mouth when Her gushing fluid slows to a trickle, bringing two of my slender fingers up to curl inside Her, palm up, tickling the ridged spot of Her vaginal wall, just behind Her clitoris, with a 'come here' motion, alternating my fingers.

My lips clamp on Her clit, tugging slightly, letting it slip through them and snap back, then recapturing it again and humming on Her happily, buzzing Her with the vibrations of my voice. I reach up with my other hand, finding the flat plane of Her tummy, caressing, tickling slightly. Then on to Her breast, cupping, rubbing my thumb over Her turgid nipple, teasing and then pinching between thumb and forefinger.

(Paused in time and space, until Mistress summons me to continue.)

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Slipping quietly into the misty vapors as they close around me, I emerge in a space between places. The collar She gave me allows me access to Her realm, and I make use of it now, hoping to prepare a pleasant surprise to have ready for Her upon Her wakening.

As a healer, I've brewed many herbal remedies, potions, elixirs and the like. These skills are useful in other, more mundane tasks as well. Like brewing Her favorite tea.

Setting about my work, I give careful thought to what I'm doing. I'm not certain how She likes it. I will learn though, as I watch Her and study Her habits.

Carefully I prepare the tray, a porcelain teapot filled with piping hot English Black, brewed slightly strong. I make it this way so that if it is too hot, Mistress may add an ice chip or two to cool it, and the ice melting, diluting the strong brew slightly, should help it to become just right. A small covered dish contains the ice chips, another contains sugar. There is a small pitcher of cream and one of half-and-half as well. A crock jar of honey, with some of the comb still within, provides a sweet option.

Also on the tray are two squares of chocolate mints, a small platter with assorted muffins, a tub of sweet creamy butter, utensils, two cups, (an extra in case Mistress wishes to share Her morning with a guest) and two saucers. A slim vase with a rose bud provides a cheery splash of color.

Once prepared, I quietly bring all to the table by Her bedside, placing each element just so, arranging to perfection. The finishing touch is a simple napkin, folded neatly, arranged in an origami swan. A small card, blank, but for the imprints of my lips. It's enough to tell her how I feel about her.

 

[PenIsMightier1]

I come into my realm waking up from my time in the mortal realm. Tendrils of reality cling to me for a moment as I step inside, like wispy vapours of aether.

Inside is a steaming pot of tea, though I don't know when she made it but one of the perks of my realm is that time is not as straight forward as it is in reality. My gaze falls across the other items, each one making me smile.

I push the mints to one side, I don't like the mixture of chocolate and mint, but reaching into the honey I ear off some of the comb, popping it into my mouth and chewing it, squeezing out the honey inside, like nature's gum.

As I chew I pour myself a cup of tea, spooning in a small spoon of sugar, then waving my hand over the half and half I concentrate until it changes it low fat milk and add that to my tea as well.

Then reclining on a nearby chair, I take out the last of the honey comb and place it on the saucer and begin drinking the tea. It's good, very nice and strong

 

[Emerald_Lilly]

*tiptoes quietly into Mistress's realm to tidy up while she is gone, leaving a note on the door when I finish to alert all of Mistress's friends and playmates*

Mistress Pen is having technological issues that are keeping her offline.
She hopes to be back online this weekend. ​

 

[Emerald_Lilly]

Sister,
I shared this article with Mistress recently (because it describes me perfectly). I know you are learning about your own submission and didn't know if this might be an interesting read for you.

The Healthy Submissive

 

[Emerald_Lilly]

My sweet Sister .... I am here for you whenever you need me ... to hug you and hold you and support you and care for you .... you are lovely and wonderful and i adore you!

 

[Annisthyrienne]

My sweet Sister .... I am here for you whenever you need me ... to hug you and hold you and support you and care for you .... you are lovely and wonderful and i adore you!

Thank you so much, my dear Sister! You know just what I need and it does make me feel better. With all the rain that seems to be pouring on my head lately, I'm glad you are my ray of sunshine.

 

[Emerald_Lilly]

*takes my Sisters's hand and pulls her into my lap to snuggle as they watch the sunrise together*
Sweet Sister,
We have been each other's ray of sunshine at different times.

When I have talked to hubby and ended up frustrated and angry, you comfort me and calm me and make me feel so much better.
[sigh, i may need you tonight dear Sister ... i will likely be in a heavy conversation this evening].

When you are concerned or worried, I eagerly scoop you in my arms and hold you close and tell you how wonderful i think you are and try to calm your worries.

You are my Sister and I will do everything I can to protect you from the world.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

*takes my Sisters's hand and pulls her into my lap to snuggle as they watch the sunrise together*
Sweet Sister,
We have been each other's ray of sunshine at different times.

When I have talked to hubby and ended up frustrated and angry, you comfort me and calm me and make me feel so much better.
[sigh, i may need you tonight dear Sister ... i will likely be in a heavy conversation this evening].

When you are concerned or worried, I eagerly scoop you in my arms and hold you close and tell you how wonderful i think you are and try to calm your worries.

You are my Sister and I will do everything I can to protect you from the world.

I will be ready tonight. I'll be here for you, or at the China Pearl, or wherever you need me. Whisper to me in PM, or I will happily offer you my Yahoo ID for chat, whichever you prefer. We'll get through all of this together.

 

[Emerald_Lilly]

Wanting to hide from the world, but still be close to Mistress, i slip quietly into her pocket dimension. She has given me permission to be here in her absence and I close my eyes briefly to imagine the room i need.

i paue to enjoy the quiet solitude of the library. There is a cozy little corner, on the 2nd level of the library, where i love to hide when life overwhelms me. Sneaking up the worn wooden stairs, i let my fingers graze the delicate leather spines of old books as i tiptoe through the stacks to my secret place. My eyes search the shelf to my right, landing on the dark blue spine of the book that is my best friend when i want to shut out the world. Pullling the book from the shelf and opening to the red ribbon marking the place i left off last time i was here, i sink to the floor of my haven. Opening the book on my lap, i prop elbows on knees and allow my auburn hair to curtain me away. Shutting out the world, comforted in Mistress's library, eyes soaking up the words that hold my hand when i need them ...

 

[Annisthyrienne]

With eager anticipation of Her return to Lit, I slip into Mistress' realm with a swirl of mist, arms laden with the preparations I want to leave for Her to welcome Her back.

Humming happily, I make my way to Her room. Before preparing my surprise for Her, I lean close to the coverlet of the large bed where my relationship with Mistress began. I breath in deeply, smiling as I detect the barest hint of Her scent, so slight, but I fancy it's more than my imagination.

The thought of Her return has me tingling with excitement, and I can only imagine what Sister is feeling as I begin to prepare the welcoming surprise I have planned for Her.

I lay out the breakfast for Mistress. I've kept track of Her likes, as much as I could find out so far about them. I've prepared a treat for Her, with a little help from the cantankerous Phoo Ming. Who knew the old fart could teach me to cook buttermilk waffles?

​

Hot and fresh, kept so by the magick of Mistress' special realm, the waffles are ready to be topped off with hot maple syrup, real fresh butter, and freshly prepared strawberries and blueberries. And to accompany Her breakfast, I've prepared Mistress' favorite tea: English Black, this time with low fat milk in a small pitcher, some sugar in a small dish, and garnished with a few sweet cookies and strawberry slices.

Arranging everything on the small table, I get everything just the way I want it. One last touch: a note.

Mistress,

It seems like so long since Sister and I have been able to have You with us here on Lit, in Your special place.
And we are so happy to have You back! It makes my heart sing with joy, and I know I speak for Sister too.
We both hope You enjoy your first morning back with us, and that this breakfast will be a good start.

Hugs and Kisses, and always ready to serve You,
Your adoring elfin pet,
Thyri ​

 

[PenIsMightier1]

I am back my pets

 

[choklatekoneko]

**~Mental Message~**

Welcome back...I've missed seeing you here, Mam.

*blushes deeply*

Hopefully I see more of you.

 

[PenIsMightier1]

**~Mental Message~**

Welcome back...I've missed seeing you here, Mam.

*blushes deeply*

Hopefully I see more of you.

I am glad to be back, and to see you around, I was looking forward to teasing and playing with you more

 

[PenIsMightier1]

The room inside my realm stands undisturbed after what seems a great while, the silk hanging silently and unmoving.

Then in the centre of the room the air begins to waiver, like air above a hot surface. The disturbance grows larger; like a mirage the image of another room begins to fill that piece of air.

The shimmering portal grows larger until it becomes the size of a door allowing me to step into my room, breathing in the sweet aroma that fills my pocket dimension, the mixture between vanilla and almonds and sex.

Stepping out but then spinning on my heel I turn to face the portal, the image changes from one room to another, a single figure can been seen on the otherside, but seen as if through frosted glass, but I call out confidently

"Annisthyrienne, I summon you."