The Vassal Academy Private Club – Welcome to Paradise!

" I want to be fucked , my Master," I whisper into his ear!

Well, that's good to know. Please help me out of this cloak. I take another look around the room. This is your personal room, is it? Nice. We should christen it at some stage.
 
Helping him out of his cloak I wonder when, "at some stage," Will be??
 
I smile at Miss VT's seductive question "DF" 's kiss still burning on my lips.

After that very sensual little performance VT I intend to enjoy my present situation to the fullest.!! ;)

A sensually seductive kiss to both VT and D as I let the caress of my lips punctuate my simple words. A :devil:ish :D bows my lips at Cookie's approach
 
*looks at the two*

Now I must decide who to sit next to...

*considers Eenie-Miney-Moe*

Heehee, I guess I'll sit next to you, D, since I've been on more when VT's on than I have when you are.

*sits down, careful not to spill her sprite*
 
*Nodding and brushing the cold glass and brushing it against her sternum through the open buttons of her blouse.* Oh yeah. *Chuckling as Andre's voice carries through the room about whipping breasts.* A good point there. I have yet to find a pain slut who truly enjoys having her breasts whipped. Which is an odd counter point when you can find male subs or switches who enjoy a good hard flogging to their balls."
 
Her hips thrust as he makes his way to her belly, whimpering with need. She tries to focus on his words, muscles tight to keep from moving. Her eyes squeeze shut knowing what is coming.

Teeth clamped tight, the air rushes out of her as her breasts are slapped, heat blossoming on her sensitive flesh. Her head falls back as she thrusts her chest forward, giving him more access.

Reaching forward, taking her hair in his hand, Master Andre raises the slave's eyes to his.

Slave, it is time. You will count back from 10 when you next feel the falls hit you. At 0, you may have your release.

And now, Good Masters and Mistresses, this demonstration draws to a close. Slave Diane has been such a fine assistant, that I shall grant her her orgasm, providing she achieves it thusly.

Stepping to his left, and turning sideways, Master Andre begins spinning the flogger, the falls whirring up from the floor, and moves it in between Slave Diane's widespread thighs, the soft leather slapping her open, dripping sex with wet splats.

Count, Slave!
 
Helping him out of his cloak I wonder when, "at some stage," Will be??

Once the cloak has been removed, I gather My Slave up for another kiss, letting my free hand slide down her torso to between her legs. Finding the area hot, and very wet, I slid a finger over her hood, teasing the flesh underneath.

It seems you are a little excited, My Slave. Have you missed your Master?
 
Reaching forward, taking her hair in his hand, Master Andre raises the slave's eyes to his.

Slave, it is time. You will count back from 10 when you next feel the falls hit you. At 0, you may have your release.

And now, Good Masters and Mistresses, this demonstration draws to a close. Slave Diane has been such a fine assistant, that I shall grant her her orgasm, providing she achieves it thusly.

Stepping to his left, and turning sideways, Master Andre begins spinning the flogger, the falls whirring up from the floor, and moves it in between Slave Diane's widespread thighs, the soft leather slapping her open, dripping sex with wet splats.

Count, Slave!

Her eyes meet his cloudy with need, gasping against the sharp pain in her scalp.

Yes, Master Andre

Shuddering in anticipation she watches the flogger spinning, eyes widening. The first blow almost sends her over, but she held it in, tightening her muscles.

One, Master gasping for breath Two, Master

Each blow sends shocks of pain through her body which turn to pleasure as the heat rushes to her sex Three, Master Four, Master

Hands clenching and releasing Five, Master Six, Master

Seven, Master Her teeth clench as her hips begin to thrust forward, trying to meet his blows Eight, Master eyes squeezing shut
Nine, Master

TEN, MASTER

Her body tenses in her bonds. Her head slams back, body arching as her orgasm rushes through her body. Then she's thrashing in her bonds, screaming her release as her juices flow down her legs.
 
Sadly, I must depart. Have fun with him girls.

*presses her lips to CG's as a goodbye and then waves to everyone else, tired. She leaves, slipping out the door, and smiles, having had a good time tonight*
 
Rising I see that for me the hour grows late. I know for "D" it is very, very early morning and for VT early evening and I fear that for cookie it is some where in-between. A long lingering seductive kiss for VT, D< and Cookie.

I bed you good evening ladies and I do trust you will enjoy your selves.

I nod good night to yeishia who is very much involved with Marauder.
 
She pouts a bit as CG rises from his place leaving along with Oreo "Rest well CG... and Oreo" She murmurs and watches them leave.
 
Taking the flogger away and hanging it on the rack, Master Andre carefully and gently removes the cuffs from Slave Diane's ankles. Holding her body to his, he releases her wrists, lifting her limp form in his arms.

That concludes my demonstration, Masters and Mistresses. I will assume that you are all properly versed in aftercare for a slave after a scene such as this.

Master Andre steps down from the stage, Laying Slave Diane on a nearby couch, rubbing her body gently with a soft towel, giving her cool water to drink as she recovers.
 
She breaths nervously as she pulls D to her feet as well "I'm so nervous.... Things will be fine right?"

With that she takes a deep breath and with D in tow, they head for the Center Stage to move to clear the trolley. After moving the syrups, fruits, oils, chocolate and such to another table, she takes a deep breath and slowly counts to ten. Things will go perfectly fine.

She turns to squeeze D's hand as her lips brush D's cheek, just a bit for reassurance!
 
Rising I see that for me the hour grows late. I know for "D" it is very, very early morning and for VT early evening and I fear that for cookie it is some where in-between. A long lingering seductive kiss for VT, D< and Cookie.

I bed you good evening ladies and I do trust you will enjoy your selves.

I nod good night to yeishia who is very much involved with Marauder.

I savour CG's kiss as he leaves. Good night CG, and good night Oreo, I say as I watch them leave.
 
I behold the crowd in front of us, applauding as Master Andre and Slave Diane leave the stage.

Good evening honoured guests, and welcome to the opening of the Vassal Academy’s club. Myself and VampiricTouch have been asked to do a demonstration from our ‘House of Delicacies’ … and without further adieu, we would like to invite you to share … in a bit of a wicked treat.

With that said, a mischievous smile tugs at my lips. I turn to face VampiricTouch. I slowly let my hands wrap around her waist, reaching behind her to untie her Barista. Our bodies moving against each other … slowly … sensually. Our lips touch, as I place an outrageously sensual kiss against it, my tongue playfully flitting across her lips.

My fingers slowly unwrap her like a present … as I lift the Barista over her head … leaving her beautiful body for every eye to behold in the club.


In a change of routine, I will be offering my partner in crime … for your enjoyment, I say as a wicked bout of laughter escapes my lips, watching the surprise in VT’s eyes.

I pull the serving trolley closer that has been prepared with a dark blue velvet sheet sensually draped across it. Locking the wheels in place, I help VT to take her place atop it, face down. I run my fingers along her soft supple body, letting them trace along her spine … slowly making my way up to her wrists, where I secure them in place.
 
*Whistle low* Whoa, that was good...got me good and hot, heh.
 
IC: Chris

Chris walked into the club and approached Ronald at the bar, "Seems to be going well here."

"You're late," Ronald shrugged before placing several appletini's on a waiter's tray, "Mistress Ann will be quite upset at you for that."

"I got here as soon as I could."

"Well take these and see if anyone wants one. they're watching master Andre's demonstration."

"Right, no sweat, I worked as a waiter through college."

He gestured to another tray this one carrying flutes of champagne, "Then you'll have no trouble carrying this one too."

Chris shook his head taking the trays, "Me and my big mouth."

He then began to move the crowd asking whoever he came across, "Appletini, champagne?"
 
*Geneva sets her tray down after making her rounds and sees that Chris has arrived. She shakes her head in his direction. Late. Ah well, not her problem. She takes an appletini from the tray and mutters to the other slaves working* I think I'm going to take my break. *She moves over to a sofa and slowly sips her drink*
 
She turns to face the crowd with a smile, following D's lead as she answers the kiss with one of her own. Too preoccupied to notice that the ties of her own barista are coming undone and then they're off! She looks up at D with a 'This wasn't part of the plan?!?!!" look and when she makes her announcement....

"Wait what?!?!" She hisses between teeth as D takes advantage of her surprise and leads her to the trolley. After a moment's thought she lays down like so many others have done before her. "You.... are so getting it when I get out of this... D" She whispers as her eyes pick up the same wicked gleam in D's laugh.

With her face down, she closes her eyes to savor D's expert touch, this will be quite the night... She takes a deep breath to prepare herself for what is to come... at least she has some idea... right? They did discuss what was on the menu... or was D going to change those as well?! The soft click of the cuffs fall into place as she grimaces at the thought.
 
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Master Andre looks up from caring for Slave Diane, laughing at the protestations of VT as she is restrained.

I knew that one had the makings of a slave.
 
*Geneva sets her tray down after making her rounds and sees that Chris has arrived. She shakes her head in his direction. Late. Ah well, not her problem. She takes an appletini from the tray and mutters to the other slaves working* I think I'm going to take my break. *She moves over to a sofa and slowly sips her drink*

"Right, sorry about making you cover for my absence, Geneva. take twenty instead of fifteen minutes to rest up," He nodded to Geneva, "I got this. And if one of the masters get mad about it it'll be on me, okay?"

He laughed to his fellow slave, "I'm already gonna get it for being late afterall."

He then begins moving deeper into the crowd asking anyone and everyone "Appletini? Champagne?"
 
My eyes dance wickedly across VT's as I let my fingertips smooth across the length of her.

I think more than a few people, would like to see Lit's most notorious tease ..., I bend over and place a soft kiss in the curve of VT's neck ... teased? I say as I walk around VT, making a show for the crowd ... wanting to hear their response.

I walk over to the trolley of 'teasing equipment' and pull it closer. Rubbing my hands together, I find a bottle of vanilla massage oil and place a liberal amount in my hands before I start smoothing it across VT's feet and legs ... making my touch hard enough so it doesn't tickle ... but sensual enough to leave her skin tingling for more.

I slowly ... languidly ... start making my way up her legs ... the insides, smoothing my hands across her upper thighs ... inexorably heading for the centre of VT's being.
 
Slowly coming back from her release, Slave Diane feels the cool cloth against her skin. Blushing as she sees Master Andre tending to her

Her eyes slide to the stage, mouth dropping open in awe at the beautiful site she is beholding
 
I'll say. That was very very hot. *Watches VT and D with a smile* It appears the fun train is going to keep on rolling. And what a loving sight it is. *Polishes off what is left of my drink and setting the now empty glass aside as I wipe the excess moisture onto my pants.
 
The word 'tease' starts an incoherent grumble about about not being notorious despite the fleeting warmth of her kiss taunting her skin... the words fade into sighs as D administers her magic upon her legs. Warm hands soothing creamy skin. The fragrant smell of Vanilla wafting through the air to add to the comfort and relaxing her muscles further to whatever D has in mind.

D's warm hands dance suggestively over her thighs as VT's eyes flutter shut. She was so close... so close to her nethers...
"So D... do the rules still apply?"

She breathes evenly, focusing more on the calm than the arousal in case the rules did apply... if so she'd need her wits about her to survive the night!
 
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