The Sinful Vixen Whorehouse

[Arcane_Desires]

I see the nipple clamps in his hands and I gulp, looking into his eyes and fighting the desire to startle as he snaps one viciously in an attempt to scare me...it's working! He starts to play with my right nipple, I thrust it into his hand with the softest of moans; they ache for the attention and finally he brings me to earth by speaking again.

"I also remember which one you said was more sensitive muchacha descarada...and if I recall correctly..."

I gasp softly as it closes around my nipple, pinching it but not yet causing me more then a modicum of pain.

"...it's not that one..."

I groan softly because he is right of course, my left is more sensitive and I almost want to throttle myself for having shared so much information. He retains it like an elephant!...Reminds me of someone else I know...I moan, snapped from my thoughts by his touch, he teases my nipple until it's impossibly hard under his manipulations. Finally he tempts me with the clamp, when it closes, I issue a louder gasp but not more then that.

He yanks on the chain and I try to go with it, feeling the slight slip. I wince as he tightens them then, I've not tried to ever tighten them before...I groan painfully and then issue a cry as he yanks the chain again. I bite back the swear word, he loathes it when I do, barely allowing me to get away with it in Spanish. Unless of course I'm begging him when I do swear...

"That's not the end of it chocho...not by far."

I blink and whimper, staring at that single finger he holds up, staring at his back and wondering what on earth could be next! I gulp as he turns around, holding a clamp and chain....oh god...he snaps it and I flinch, whimpering and sinking against my restraints a little, slumping really.

"Can you guess where this one shall go?"

I can Sir...but I really don't want to...

I groan out and stand up straight again, biting my bottom lip nervously. This is going to be a hard scene if he's making me stand throughout.

He smiles up at her in a satisfied manner as he crouches down. He reaches for that ever elusive little clitoris hiding from his sight and begins to rub and manipulate it while enjoying her reactions. Finally he closes the clamp around her clit and takes the chain up, connecting it to the hanging chain between her breasts.

"Aren't you a sight mi puta?" He grins and admires his handiwork while considering his next move with her. His hand slides down her back and over the curve of her ass slowly, he squeezes gently, "You really do have such nice skin to flog querido. So easily marked..."

He brings his hands up and pulls her hair back from her shoulders gently. He walks back to the array of toys and looks over at her, "Is this perhaps too easy for you, slut? Should we up the stakes?"

He takes up a second shackle with another ring attached and places it higher on the pole, locking it tightly. He then takes some thin coarse rope and threads it through making it nice and lengthy, exactly measured. He ties it around her nipple chain and clit connector, giving it a nice tug.

"You understand the game, si? If you pull too far back, your nipples and dulce cunt will feel it long before your wrists do puta. Are you ready now?" He asks her seriously, checking that she is still okay to continue with this.

 

[Leopald]

Hit me. Remind me.

The clamps are removed and the sudden rush of blood to my nipple hurts. Life giving blood and I groan in pain. I struggle against his touch tossing my head back and as he bites at my sore chest.

A deep breath, closed eyes.

I hear the swing of leather. Distinctive to my ears. My eyes pop open and I wished I had kept them closed. The maniacal look in his eyes, his pink tongue darting out to lick his hungry lips as he drinks in my fear.

The first strike. I jerk and the bar clinks at my feet. I gasp. My eyes fly closed. Breathe bebe. Breathe.

Another and another. A moan, a loud one drops from my parted lips. My eyes stay closed. Another.

Breathe bebe.. breathe. The strikes continue. But it doesn't matter. He can do whatever to me now. I am gone. Peacefully, happily, submissively gone.

Breathe.

She was slipping, and he hadn't decided whether or not to let her do so. On the one hand, she was in her ultimate submissive place now, and would comply with anything he had in mind. She was truly broken for him. But on the other hand, he wanted her here while still able to feel and process everything he had to offer. Even as the leather from two objects struck her and he saw the complete change in her, his mind turned.

The flogger and belt stopped now, and were placed aside, before he pulled a pitcher of ice-cold water from his small office fridge and poured some into a glass. He carried the glass back to her and stood before her calmly. A single sip, casual, slow.

A finger snaked out, and slowly began strumming her clit, which was still proudly on display in between her spread legs. He strummed at the nub for a few moments, then lifted the glass of water quickly, causing the freezing liquid to splash all over her face. He hoped that worked.

Wake up, little slut. Stay with me, now... I'd hate to think you missed any of the fun... Now, tell me what you are and what you need.

 

[monique_minx]

He smiles up at her in a satisfied manner as he crouches down. He reaches for that ever elusive little clitoris hiding from his sight and begins to rub and manipulate it while enjoying her reactions. Finally he closes the clamp around her clit and takes the chain up, connecting it to the hanging chain between her breasts.

"Aren't you a sight mi puta?" He grins and admires his handiwork while considering his next move with her. His hand slides down her back and over the curve of her ass slowly, he squeezes gently, "You really do have such nice skin to flog querido. So easily marked..."

He brings his hands up and pulls her hair back from her shoulders gently. He walks back to the array of toys and looks over at her, "Is this perhaps too easy for you, slut? Should we up the stakes?"

He takes up a second shackle with another ring attached and places it higher on the pole, locking it tightly. He then takes some thin coarse rope and threads it through making it nice and lengthy, exactly measured. He ties it around her nipple chain and clit connector, giving it a nice tug.

"You understand the game, si? If you pull too far back, your nipples and dulce cunt will feel it long before your wrists do puta. Are you ready now?" He asks her seriously, checking that she is still okay to continue with this.

I watch him squat down and gasp as he starts to tease my clit out of hiding, I shiver and wriggle my hips desperately. When the clamp finally closes around my clitoris, I stifle a cry and pant harder. Swallowing copious amounts of saliva.

I blush as he runs his hands over my ass, making me feel...ooo...his hands take my hair back while he speaks to me. I never answer his question, it would be pointless because he will do as he pleases no matter what I say.

I watch him move around and the burning in my nipples has truly begun, I'm breathing through it as much as possible but there's nothing to really distract me from the pain. Finally the tug on the rope snaps me back to reality with a gentle cry for my tortured nipples and clit.

"You understand the game, si? If you pull too far back, your nipples and dulce cunt will feel it long before your wrists do puta. Are you ready now?"

Si Senor, entiendo el juego. I am ready Sir.

I tell him breathlessly that I understand the game, I can feel my face going red with the effort it's taking for me to focus on my breathing while my chest lights up like there's a fire burning inside. I wonder how I will manage this, my eyes roam over the rope and cuffs, I bite my lip anxiously...tricky, tricky...

 

[Ausus_girl13]

She was slipping, and he hadn't decided whether or not to let her do so. On the one hand, she was in her ultimate submissive place now, and would comply with anything he had in mind. She was truly broken for him. But on the other hand, he wanted her here while still able to feel and process everything he had to offer. Even as the leather from two objects struck her and he saw the complete change in her, his mind turned.

The flogger and belt stopped now, and were placed aside, before he pulled a pitcher of ice-cold water from his small office fridge and poured some into a glass. He carried the glass back to her and stood before her calmly. A single sip, casual, slow.

A finger snaked out, and slowly began strumming her clit, which was still proudly on display in between her spread legs. He strummed at the nub for a few moments, then lifted the glass of water quickly, causing the freezing liquid to splash all over her face. He hoped that worked.

Wake up, little slut. Stay with me, now... I'd hate to think you missed any of the fun... Now, tell me what you are and what you need.

A moan escapes my lips at his touch, I arch into his grasp. I feel like I am there and not. Completely aware of his touch, his caress and the gasp that erupted when he splashed the water on me.

I tried. I tried like hell to make it to the surface. To break my mind through the layers of pain and happiness he had created. But I couldn't. My head fell forward.

He would have to change tactics.

 

[Leopald]

A moan escapes my lips at his touch, I arch into his grasp. I feel like I am there and not. Completely aware of his touch, his caress and the gasp that erupted when he splashed the water on me.

I tried. I tried like hell to make it to the surface. To break my mind through the layers of pain and happiness he had created. But I couldn't. My head fell forward.

He would have to change tactics.

The water didn't work. He pondered with a frown for a moment, then placed the glass to the side. Well, back to his original plan, he supposed.

Fingers now markedly gentle, compared to the earlier abuse. They trailed her flesh, starting with her throat and slowly moving down the swell of her breasts. They circled the fleshy orbs, still barely touching the skin, then strummed her nipples. Then the hand moved south further, her stomach and sides towards her pelvis and still-spread sex. His lips caught a nipple and kissed, gentle and teasing, as it sucked and licked the nub. A switch to the other as the exploring fingers dipped into her folds. One set circled her clit as the other teased the slit slowly, then a single one slipped inside.

If shock wouldn't bring her back, then maybe gentle growing desire would. A soft whisper, in between sucklings of her tits and fingering her pussy.

Come back to me, babygirl...

 

[Ausus_girl13]

The water didn't work. He pondered with a frown for a moment, then placed the glass to the side. Well, back to his original plan, he supposed.

Fingers now markedly gentle, compared to the earlier abuse. They trailed her flesh, starting with her throat and slowly moving down the swell of her breasts. They circled the fleshy orbs, still barely touching the skin, then strummed her nipples. Then the hand moved south further, her stomach and sides towards her pelvis and still-spread sex. His lips caught a nipple and kissed, gentle and teasing, as it sucked and licked the nub. A switch to the other as the exploring fingers dipped into her folds. One set circled her clit as the other teased the slit slowly, then a single one slipped inside.

If shock wouldn't bring her back, then maybe gentle growing desire would. A soft whisper, in between sucklings of her tits and fingering her pussy.

Come back to me, babygirl...

My eyes flutter, and open softly. I am pulsing and wide with want and desire. My body is sore, but pliant. Coming back, into his arms, and his touch and I sigh happily, for a moment.

Then my eyes widen and I struggle

Daddy, please...

I try to pull away from him. I know I am wet, and I know I am excited. He is going to make it so much worse.

Please just use me.. please. I can't take anymore. Please..

Lifting my head to look into his eyes.. I know I am not that lucky.

 

[Leopald]

My eyes flutter, and open softly. I am pulsing and wide with want and desire. My body is sore, but pliant. Coming back, into his arms, and his touch and I sigh happily, for a moment.

Then my eyes widen and I struggle

Daddy, please...

I try to pull away from him. I know I am wet, and I know I am excited. He is going to make it so much worse.

Please just use me.. please. I can't take anymore. Please..

Lifting my head to look into his eyes.. I know I am not that lucky.

The begging had begun. His cock jumped in his pants at the sound. It had been firm for most of the session so far, but the sound of her voice begging for him had caused it to harden even more. He closed his eyes for a moment and breathed deeply, before opening and setting his jaw. He stared straight into her as he replied slowly.

Not yet, babygirl.

The flog and belt were back in his hands, and for a moment, he considered showing mercy, but it was brushed aside as the tools began swinging again. They repeated the pattern, but he was circling her body slowly. The flog landed over and over on her upper body; breasts, shoulders, arms, back, ribs. Meanwhile, the belt caught her thighs, front and back, ass, and cunt. He watched carefully for her to slip once again.

He hoped she wouldn't, but given the hard nature of the strikes, he figured it would only be a matter of time. If so, he would have to be more creative to bring her back again. She would break for him, it was a matter of fact.

Teeth sank on a nipple quickly, before the strikes resumed.

You never answered my questions, slut...

 

[Ausus_girl13]

The begging had begun. His cock jumped in his pants at the sound. It had been firm for most of the session so far, but the sound of her voice begging for him had caused it to harden even more. He closed his eyes for a moment and breathed deeply, before opening and setting his jaw. He stared straight into her as he replied slowly.

Not yet, babygirl.

The flog and belt were back in his hands, and for a moment, he considered showing mercy, but it was brushed aside as the tools began swinging again. They repeated the pattern, but he was circling her body slowly. The flog landed over and over on her upper body; breasts, shoulders, arms, back, ribs. Meanwhile, the belt caught her thighs, front and back, ass, and cunt. He watched carefully for her to slip once again.

He hoped she wouldn't, but given the hard nature of the strikes, he figured it would only be a matter of time. If so, he would have to be more creative to bring her back again. She would break for him, it was a matter of fact.

Teeth sank on a nipple quickly, before the strikes resumed.

You never answered my questions, slut...

Cognizant for a single minute and he's already dishing out the pain again. Fucking sadist. Of course I oblige him with a litany of moans and pleas.

Please Daddy, fuck this girl.. I can't... please.. ooohmm.. fuck..

I am not sure I feel the strikes completely, my body is aflame and I thank the gods of endorphins. I am still dripping wet and I am not sure how long I can hold out, before breaking completely.

 

[Leopald]

Cognizant for a single minute and he's already dishing out the pain again. Fucking sadist. Of course I oblige him with a litany of moans and pleas.

Please Daddy, fuck this girl.. I can't... please.. ooohmm.. fuck..

I am not sure I feel the strikes completely, my body is aflame and I thank the gods of endorphins. I am still dripping wet and I am not sure how long I can hold out, before breaking completely.

Oh, she was certainly making it difficult, as his member strained against his pants as if knowing exactly where it desired to sink. As if it knew there was a dripping, willing cunt willing to accept it so close. But he was resisting, even if his cock wasn't doing so well at denying her.

Fingers slipped back into her cunt, thumb stroking her clit at the same time as the flogger continued to strike her breasts.

You know what will happen, babygirl. And you know you can't win in this, either...

The flogger is tossed aside, and his free hand now drags nails across her breasts. He alternates slapping, pinching, twisting, and softly caressing the sensitive areas of her flesh as he watched her carefully. He was still slowly fucking her spread cunt with his fingers, not fast enough to do anything more than tease.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

Oh, she was certainly making it difficult, as his member strained against his pants as if knowing exactly where it desired to sink. As if it knew there was a dripping, willing cunt willing to accept it so close. But he was resisting, even if his cock wasn't doing so well at denying her.

Fingers slipped back into her cunt, thumb stroking her clit at the same time as the flogger continued to strike her breasts.

You know what will happen, babygirl. And you know you can't win in this, either...

The flogger is tossed aside, and his free hand now drags nails across her breasts. He alternates slapping, pinching, twisting, and softly caressing the sensitive areas of her flesh as he watched her carefully. He was still slowly fucking her spread cunt with his fingers, not fast enough to do anything more than tease.

My head is thrown back, and my hips move fitfully, trying to gain purchase on his fingers.

Ohh.. Daddy.. I can win.. Please..

My hands stretch and itch to be filled with the chance to with his skin, his hair, to be under him, above him, riding him. I ache for him, in so many ways and I know he won't stop. Till he's finished. Till he's finished. Can I be that patient?

Please... oh.. god Daddy.. please...

I feel raw and needy, and wanting...

 

[Leopald]

My head is thrown back, and my hips move fitfully, trying to gain purchase on his fingers.

Ohh.. Daddy.. I can win.. Please..

My hands stretch and itch to be filled with the chance to with his skin, his hair, to be under him, above him, riding him. I ache for him, in so many ways and I know he won't stop. Till he's finished. Till he's finished. Can I be that patient?

Please... oh.. god Daddy.. please...

I feel raw and needy, and wanting...

With hands and mouth exploring her flesh, she seemed at the edge of her rope. He chuckled with a nipple still between his teeth, but didn't answer her begging, as urgent as it seemed to be getting.

One hand was left between her thighs, circling and strumming her clit as the other was brought up her body and tightened around her throat. The fingers flexed and loosened rhythmically, trying to match the breathing pattern she was going through, even as it was interrupted by his grip.

Her clit was finally released, and the other hand lifted to free her wrists from the hook holding her body up in place. He used his hold on her throat to support and guide her freed form back to her knees before him, and gave her a moment to collect herself as he worked to free his straining cock from the confining trousers.

You ready to have what you've been begging for, babygirl?

But he wasn't quite done teasing just yet. With a hand in her hair, he guided the throbbing shaft along her face, cheeks, and lips, while smiling and denying her what she really wanted. A trail of precum was left on her lips, and it was all she would be allowed to taste for now.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

With hands and mouth exploring her flesh, she seemed at the edge of her rope. He chuckled with a nipple still between his teeth, but didn't answer her begging, as urgent as it seemed to be getting.

One hand was left between her thighs, circling and strumming her clit as the other was brought up her body and tightened around her throat. The fingers flexed and loosened rhythmically, trying to match the breathing pattern she was going through, even as it was interrupted by his grip.

Her clit was finally released, and the other hand lifted to free her wrists from the hook holding her body up in place. He used his hold on her throat to support and guide her freed form back to her knees before him, and gave her a moment to collect herself as he worked to free his straining cock from the confining trousers.

You ready to have what you've been begging for, babygirl?

But he wasn't quite done teasing just yet. With a hand in her hair, he guided the throbbing shaft along her face, cheeks, and lips, while smiling and denying her what she really wanted. A trail of precum was left on her lips, and it was all she would be allowed to taste for now.

Undone. That's how I feel. That he was merely toying with me that much is obvious. I tried like hell to keep up with him, to not slip, to not be a begging mess of girl, it was all for naught. Why do I fight so hard?

His hand closes around my throat, and my breaths are tiny little gasps while I alternately feel like I am choking, dying, and craving more. Finally, he releases me and my sore body is lowered to the floor.

Like that would be the end. He frees himself and sets about making sure that I don't forget my status in this game, his cock all over my face. Humiliating, but there we go again. Strip me bare, beat me, humiliate me, and I will crawl after that piece of meat, with wetness between my legs.

My tongue darts out and I lick up the precum on my lips, looking up at him, already wanting more. What a needy cunt.

 

[Leopald]

Undone. That's how I feel. That he was merely toying with me that much is obvious. I tried like hell to keep up with him, to not slip, to not be a begging mess of girl, it was all for naught. Why do I fight so hard?

His hand closes around my throat, and my breaths are tiny little gasps while I alternately feel like I am choking, dying, and craving more. Finally, he releases me and my sore body is lowered to the floor.

Like that would be the end. He frees himself and sets about making sure that I don't forget my status in this game, his cock all over my face. Humiliating, but there we go again. Strip me bare, beat me, humiliate me, and I will crawl after that piece of meat, with wetness between my legs.

My tongue darts out and I lick up the precum on my lips, looking up at him, already wanting more. What a needy cunt.

His free hand pops the button on his pants, then pushes them and his boxers off his hips. The material hits the floor, and with his grip in her hair, he pulls her mouth down to his heavy balls. He placed them on her lips, allowing his throbbing cock to rest and slide along her nose and forehead. He had no more words right now, no more teasing talk, just his manhood in reach, in such close proximity to her, and still denying what she wanted.

Little droplets and trails of precum landed on her skin in random spots, making an interesting pattern on her face. His head moved to the side a bit, making sure he could see clearly around the cock and balls on her face, and he offered a wicked smile. Fingers tightened in her hair once again, controlling what she was allowed to have. He wanted her to remember fully just who was in control, who was using whom for pleasure.

Finally, the grip moved he away and back, and he slid just the head of his hard member in between her lips, finally letting her fully taste of it.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

His free hand pops the button on his pants, then pushes them and his boxers off his hips. The material hits the floor, and with his grip in her hair, he pulls her mouth down to his heavy balls. He placed them on her lips, allowing his throbbing cock to rest and slide along her nose and forehead. He had no more words right now, no more teasing talk, just his manhood in reach, in such close proximity to her, and still denying what she wanted.

Little droplets and trails of precum landed on her skin in random spots, making an interesting pattern on her face. His head moved to the side a bit, making sure he could see clearly around the cock and balls on her face, and he offered a wicked smile. Fingers tightened in her hair once again, controlling what she was allowed to have. He wanted her to remember fully just who was in control, who was using whom for pleasure.

Finally, the grip moved he away and back, and he slid just the head of his hard member in between her lips, finally letting her fully taste of it.

I slide my tongue over his balls, tasting him, lifting their heft into my mouth, moaning softly at his hand in my hair. My eyes close and I let him lead me where he wants. Though I do try to take more, pulling him into my mouth. He doesn't let me. This is his show, and with a small whimper I let him control me.

He finally lets me loose, pressing the head past my lips, and I suck him greedily into my mouth. My tongue swirls around the head, while I whimper. I want more. Always more.

 

[Arcane_Desires]

I watch him squat down and gasp as he starts to tease my clit out of hiding, I shiver and wriggle my hips desperately. When the clamp finally closes around my clitoris, I stifle a cry and pant harder. Swallowing copious amounts of saliva.

I blush as he runs his hands over my ass, making me feel...ooo...his hands take my hair back while he speaks to me. I never answer his question, it would be pointless because he will do as he pleases no matter what I say.

I watch him move around and the burning in my nipples has truly begun, I'm breathing through it as much as possible but there's nothing to really distract me from the pain. Finally the tug on the rope snaps me back to reality with a gentle cry for my tortured nipples and clit.

"You understand the game, si? If you pull too far back, your nipples and dulce cunt will feel it long before your wrists do puta. Are you ready now?"

Si Senor, entiendo el juego. I am ready Sir.

I tell him breathlessly that I understand the game, I can feel my face going red with the effort it's taking for me to focus on my breathing while my chest lights up like there's a fire burning inside. I wonder how I will manage this, my eyes roam over the rope and cuffs, I bite my lip anxiously...tricky, tricky...

When she declares herself ready, he moves to take the flogger from his belt and starts lightly over her back as he gauges her responses. A pink comes to the surface of her ivory skin, splashing colour that quickly vanishes.

He moves faster, swinging harder now and bringing it down over her thighs and ass. Every inch of her skin gains a soft red glow beneath the tails of the leather until he moves for even harder swings; it becomes a fierce scarlet and he follows her sways, her motions around the pole, soon she will desire escape and neither he nor the ropes shall allow it.

He pauses a moment and pulls her red hair together and back slowly, making her strain, "You will safe word if you need to querido, I won't debate this with you. You will beg me when I force it from you and you know I shall."

He releases her with a shove to her head, forward, the tails sway from side to side and he pulls it back, starting over again.

 

[monique_minx]

When she declares herself ready, he moves to take the flogger from his belt and starts lightly over her back as he gauges her responses. A pink comes to the surface of her ivory skin, splashing colour that quickly vanishes.

He moves faster, swinging harder now and bringing it down over her thighs and ass. Every inch of her skin gains a soft red glow beneath the tails of the leather until he moves for even harder swings; it becomes a fierce scarlet and he follows her sways, her motions around the pole, soon she will desire escape and neither he nor the ropes shall allow it.

He pauses a moment and pulls her red hair together and back slowly, making her strain, "You will safe word if you need to querido, I won't debate this with you. You will beg me when I force it from you and you know I shall."

He releases her with a shove to her head, forward, the tails sway from side to side and he pulls it back, starting over again.

He starts to lash me lightly, my back is tensed against the strikes and I have this instinctive need to move away from the smooth breeze that comes before the flogger lands on my skin. It's just instinct; whether or not the flogger will hurt me is of no consequence, I just want to escape it regardless. But I don't. I hold. I glue my feet to the floor and let the leather warm my skin.

He starts to swing harder and move down, my feet step in place, hopping and jumping as I hiss; breathing through the pain. I try not to move too far though; knowing the agony that will come to my nipples and clit which are burning fiercely by now.

He gathers my hair and slowly pulls me back by my hair, I gasp softly and ease back with his applied pressure. I bite my lip and smirk a little as he speaks, groaning as he shoves my head forward and the lash falls again.

I start to move around the pole, marveling at the shackle that twists with me as I go round. No, it won't pull. Not unless I step backwards. I won't. He's lashing my back...I step closer to the pole, the slight pull to move the shackle around the pole though; ouch. I didn't anticipate that!

 

[monique_minx]

He starts to lash me lightly, my back is tensed against the strikes and I have this instinctive need to move away from the smooth breeze that comes before the flogger lands on my skin. It's just instinct; whether or not the flogger will hurt me is of no consequence, I just want to escape it regardless. But I don't. I hold. I glue my feet to the floor and let the leather warm my skin.

He starts to swing harder and move down, my feet step in place, hopping and jumping as I hiss; breathing through the pain. I try not to move too far though; knowing the agony that will come to my nipples and clit which are burning fiercely by now.

He gathers my hair and slowly pulls me back by my hair, I gasp softly and ease back with his applied pressure. I bite my lip and smirk a little as he speaks, groaning as he shoves my head forward and the lash falls again.

I start to move around the pole, marveling at the shackle that twists with me as I go round. No, it won't pull. Not unless I step backwards. I won't. He's lashing my back...I step closer to the pole, the slight pull to move the shackle around the pole though; ouch. I didn't anticipate that!

Scene cut early due to Arcane's current internet issues. Hopefully we will be able to take it up at a later date but right now the Minx needs to be free in at least one of her little haunts!​

 

[Light Ice]

Free?

In a way. There's no attempt to go upstairs. No attempt to steal from the crowd. I take her by the hair, feeling the silk run between my battered knuckles, and pull her down. The kiss is deep. Purposeful. I've no time to be coy. I've never been much for charm. Instead, against her mouth, I shamelessly express what I demand. My prick is hard, tenting furiously in my jeans. The denim is stretched tight, roughly confining the impressive girth. She's had it before. We had more time then.

Maybe we will again.

But not tonight.

Tonight, I unfasten the metal of my zipper. I jerk it down. The potency of my hard-on expressing itself immediately, springing free. Aching. Eyes snap towards us, I can feel them crawling over me. Unashamed. Without hesitation. My demand is growled against the Minx's soft lips.

"Suck my fucking dick."

 

[monique_minx]

I had to shower and escaped quickly to the confines of my bedroom. I exited the steamy shower feeling refreshed and opened my closet, struggling with a decision between white and black before I finally took the tight black dress out and slipped it over my body. The flimsy black lace panties slid easily up my legs and rested beneath the dress, I walked over to the mirror and studied it from each angle before I slipped my red painted toes into some small heels.

No straps and no buckles to do up this time.

I ran a brush through my crimson tresses fast, it shone like a blanket of silk; freshly washed and dried into waves with the smallest touch of hair spray to keep my crown from frizzing up too badly. I grin and paint my lips in a coral coloured gloss which I'd almost compare to a glittering maroon with the faintest brown to it.

The rest of my make up applied; I never lay much on thick and prefer natural tones which is difficult given the alarming number of women who like to tan these days, I; not being one of them often struggle with my Irish white skin.

~II~​

Finally I had exited my room and made my way downstairs. I'd barely been there a few minutes before the hair spray had become a waste when fingers twined around my hair. A soft gasp and a spin, his mouth pressed against mine. He'd surprised me though I'd been expecting his visit.

I feel him hard against my hip, the heels giving me that little extra height I need. His zipper seems to echo through the room, I'm a little stunned but this isn't all that new for me. I blush slightly as he breaks the kiss and growls hungry words against my lips.

I slowly sink with that same grin on my mouth, licking my lips and wasting no time in wrapping them around his shaft; I'll be leaving a nice ring of lip gloss as a momento this time but somehow; I doubt he cares much about it. My tongue twirling down a few inches while my eyes are up and on his face; letting him see my mouth devour him slowly to start.

 

[Light Ice]

Slowly. With a twirling tongue. Mechanical, almost, in its nature. I'm not entirely surprised. She is a whore. Her duty, her station, is to please others. The stories of her bound and broken in this place are most likely true. I've seen enough of her not to doubt it.

But I am a demanding client. Her eyes search my face, find my own. A grin harbors on her lips, lewdly spread as they are around the hard column of my prick. It is a trial even for this perfectly trained cocksucker. A mouthful of swollen, throbbing meat. She's dressed to impress, flaunting lean curves and the soft and feminine lines of her body. I'd drink them up on any other night.

Tonight, however, I focus on her face.

"That's fucking terrible."

She can do better. I know it. My hand reaches, battered fingers stroking her flawless cheek. The touch is subtle, soft. It draws her lips from the head of my prick, the flesh slick and shining.

"Listen to me." My eyes are hazel. A gold-tainted green. Soft in most cases. Unduly so. I can see that they have sharpened in the widening of her own. "You've been hurt recently. So often. You don't want to be alone. Abandoned. You don't want to disappoint.

"You need the validation of success. You want me to leave her weak-kneed and spent. I want you to suck this cock like you need it. Like every dark corner of your soul demands it. I want you to -love- this fucking dick."

I ease her lips back towards the velvet crown of my prick, watch it flex against the soft curve of her lower lip.

"Again."

 

[monique_minx]

It's that first twitch of his upper lip that causes my grin to start receding, he's not satisfied; the first indication and then I almost flinch when he does speak. It mightn't be that much of a bother to most, another would get over it but not me.

His hand strokes across my cheek, rough on my smooth skin though he's barely touching me at all; I pull back from his member and release it. My stomach churning and my eyes wide, looking up at him and trying to hold his hard gaze as I listen.

I swallow back the surprise though it must be evident in my expression, I nod and feel that sink in the pit of my stomach. Pretty whore, pay attention. Finally my lips are pulled to his cock again, flesh brushing the trembling red pout of my bottom lip. He tells me 'again' and I take a deep shuddering breath before my mouth encircles to do this over. No grin slithers over my mouth, he has my attention now.

My tongue slips around the head of his shaft; twirling in a fast motion as I go down and my lips close in a tight seal. My eyes up on his face in a flicker but then I desire the concentration of watching my work, my eyes drift down to focus on the next few inches of flesh to sink between my lips.

I suck in the next few inches, feeling the tip brush my throat and I know my marker; I never throat instantly because it isn't nearly as effective in most cases. My eyes flash upwards, I don't know enough to know this in his case yet. I bob, my head moving up and down in an even paced rhythm; gathering speed. I moan softly around his member, my eyes half lidded as my hand lifts up to caress his sack, massaging it firmly between my fingers.

Weak kneed? I hope.

 

[Light Ice]

"Better." I acknowledge. Aware that my breath is ragged now, husky.

Evidence of want arcs through me. It takes command of my mannerisms. My means. It dominates the way my fingers stroke along her cheeks, teasing fair skin, reaching back to push soft strands of hair back behind her ears. Accompanying her. Settling into the cadence of her mouth as it sinks down on me and slips back. Wet. Warm. She suckles what she abandons back in, deep, watching me.

Well-trained.

But it is a deficiency I've noticed in all the playthings with men to whom they answer. Unused to driving. Unused to taking something that they want. Their movements border on the practiced. They haunt them as whores. They do not convince of want, need, desire. The small multitude of motivations that dominate moments like these.

It isn't that I'm not tempted. Her hair is soft and feels good in my fingers. Her lips are full. Her tongue is eager. I could simply take hold and ride her face, fuck her, drive my cock deep until my balls are rooted to her chin and my hot spunk spurts down her throat.

But that's not what I want. Not tonight.

"Wetter. It's yours. That's your prick, Minx. You're hungry for it and you can have it. Take it. Stop fucking around, stop hesitating. Slobber on it. Get it so wet your lips glide right down it. Suck on it until my taste smothers you. Act like the cock-starved slut you claim to be."

Coaching her. Demanding. My words manage to remain even despite the small hitch in my breath, the noted rasp that claims every syllable as I watch her.

"Show me." I sigh. She has such ridiculous potential.

My prick once again is slipped from her mouth, denied her. The wet crown hovering infront of her face before I reach, taking stock of the tremendous girth and smacking her soundly in the cheek with it. The heavy impact is accompanied by the sound of wet flesh on flesh, a damp streak of saliva and precum glistening on her pristine skin.

"Suck your dick."

 

[monique_minx]

At first I think I managed it fine but my eyes fluttered with his voice again, I almost want to hang my head and instead I keep trying to please him while he makes demands on my mouth and on my jaw, on my breath and on my skill.

I can see that it has effect, the change in his voice doesn't go unnoticed but it's not his desire being sated; he clearly wants more from me and slips his shaft from my lips again. I bite back on my disappointment in myself, my hunger, the blush of embarrassment that rises in my cheeks and I look up at him. I wince as his cock slaps my face and leaves a mixture of fluids there.

There's a red print, it stung but I'm trying not to further his displeasure. The permission comes again, try again Minx, do over, round 3? Fuck, I hope I can give him what he wants this time.

I wrap my mouth around his cock fast, blurred, don't think on it. Close your fucking eyes and love what you're doing for him. That's what he wants, right? And god but I don't want to be pulled away again, I want his cock in my mouth, in my throat...ohhh...don't get ahead of yourself, Minx! My eyes slam shut and I move fast on his cock, my tongue making the occasional flicker as I bob up and down again, my ass lifts off the ground further this time, the strain showing in my whole body.

My neck extends and I make the smallest change to my angle, taking him deep and fast, pulling back just as quickly when the gag reflex responds. I come back and suck the head of his cock while I get my throat under control but before long; I sink down on him again. I repeat the process twice more, letting him feel the convulsions in my throat before I pull back each time.

Then I don't sink down on him, I spit down the length of his cock and hold the head of his shaft between my lips. My hand wraps his cock and squeezes as I stroke him, sucking the head of his member in my mouth, my slightly watery, chocolate coloured eyes gazing up at him.

OOC: Play Paused.

 

[horneyinNM]

Holly Shit I Think I'm Inlove

I love you and fuckmeats pics so hot is there a fan club or something I can fallow?

 

[monique_minx]

I love you and fuckmeats pics so hot is there a fan club or something I can fallow?

OOC: Ummm I'm flattered, which pictures do you mean exactly?