The Vassal Academy Private Club – Welcome to Paradise!

[Chgris]

How do you feel, Diane?

Master Andre continues tending to her, helping her sit up, giving her the cool glass of water.

You did very well tonight, Slave, much better than I had any right to expect of a Slave in Training. Master is proud of you.

 

[TheYummyOne]

*Geneva sits back in her couch, checking on Diane. Master Andre seems to be taking good care of her, though she is still concerned about the girl. She had done wonderfully tonight, though. She turns her attention back to the show on stage, watching VT being covered in the sweet smelling oils. It was a great night and she was glad she could be a part of it.*

 

[marauder13]

By the time my hand reaches yeishia's nether regions, I find that she has come to rest against me, and has started to relax, and get sleepy. Knowing the amount of effort she has put into this party, I lift her, and carry her to the bed, laying her down gently. I place a kiss on her cheek, and let her get the rest her body so desperately craves.

I return to the main area, and find myself a place to sit amongst the admiring crowd as D decorates VT.

 

[scarletnym]

How do you feel, Diane?

Master Andre continues tending to her, helping her sit up, giving her the cool glass of water.

You did very well tonight, Slave, much better than I had any right to expect of a Slave in Training. Master is proud of you.

Sipping slowly, shivering more from sitting next to Master Andre than anything else right now.

I'm feeling wonderful Master Andre, just a little weak. Thank you for teaching me.

Her eyes wander around the room, smiling at Geneva's concern before stopping at the beautiful Angel, blushing slightly before dropping her eyes

 

[DarkEmpress]

Oh the rules apply, dear VT, I say in a soft and husky voice as my fingers playfully toy with VT's soft folds ... not touching her ... but moving dangerously close so that she can feel it.

I slowly straighten my shoulders as I keep a finger toying across VT's ass. The golden rule for 'House of Delicacies' is that our target is not allowed to cum ... and seeing as we are in the notorious Vassal Academy's club, I am sure I can secure a Master, who will be willing to dish out a suitable 'punishment' if that rule is broken ... I say as I slowly dip my hand between VT's thighs, teasing her wickedly.

I place more oil on my hands and let my fingertips roll across VT's back, raking them down the side of her torso ... letting my fingers teasingly splay across the sides of her soft mounds. My hands expertly make their way across VT's arms until I reach her cuffs, letting my fingers undo them for a moment.

I bend over, placing a soft kiss to VT's ear. I'm turning you around, I whisper in a breathy voice ... aimed at sending shivers down VT's spine.

My hands wrap around her naked body as I help VT turn ...

 

[Chgris]

Sipping slowly, shivering more from sitting next to Master Andre than anything else right now.

I'm feeling wonderful Master Andre, just a little weak. Thank you for teaching me.

Her eyes wander around the room, smiling at Geneva's concern before stopping at the beautiful Angel, blushing slightly before dropping her eyes

Following the slave's gaze. Smiling as he sees the person she is glancing to.

Would you like to go present yourself to her, Slave? Ask her who she is?

 

[scarletnym]

Following the slave's gaze. Smiling as he sees the person she is glancing to.

Would you like to go present yourself to her, Slave? Ask her who she is?

Yes, Master Andre. May I?

her stomach clenches nervously, hoping

 

[Chgris]

Oh the rules apply, dear VT, I say in a soft and husky voice as my fingers playfully toy with VT's soft folds ... not touching her ... but moving dangerously close so that she can feel it.

I slowly straighten my shoulders as I keep a finger toying across VT's ass. The golden rule for 'House of Delicacies' is that our target is not allowed to cum ... and seeing as we are in the notorious Vassal Academy's club, I am sure I can secure a Master, who will be willing to dish out a suitable 'punishment' if that rule is broken ... I say as I slowly dip my hand between VT's thighs, teasing her wickedly.

Hearing the words Vassal Academy, Master, and punishment, Andre looks up, smiling.

Oh, I'm certain I can come up with something suitable, dear Dee.

 

[Chgris]

Yes, Master Andre. May I?

her stomach clenches nervously, hoping

Go ahead, Slave. Make Master proud.

 

[VampiricTouch]

She sighs with resignation that the House rule still applies outside of the House. She could feel the warmth of D's hands taunting her sex, purposely denying the touch to the centre of her senses. So close yet so far away...

A soft gasp escapes her lips as fingers dip dangerously to touch her sex, a fleeting sensation that was all too brief. D's hands move to massage her back, the languid strokes that relax her body only fuels the gentle embers that are starting to warm her loins.

D's breath makes the hair at the nape of her neck dance to her tune, like wind on an open flame as even her voice teases VT's senses with anticipation. With D's help VT rolls over... wondering just how hot the water was going to be...

 

[scarletnym]

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.

Slipping off the couch, Slave Diane makes her way over to the beautiful Angel. Sliding down to her knees before her, eyes raised to meet hers.

Mistress, is there anything you need this evening?

 

[Chgris]

Master Andre makes his rounds, checking on the slaves, frowning at just how late Slave Chris is. Making a mental note to deal with him another time.

The scene that D and VT are presenting draws him closer, for a better look, as he remembers the taste of a strawberry, coated in Diane's cream, and the softness of VTs lips.

 

[Ahren1]

Yawning lightly, I close the manga, returning it to the safe chambers of my matching handbag, placing it on the end of the heated bench before bringing my body up horizontally. My head rests against the plush velvet of the bag, the soft dribble of the nearby fountain lulling me to sleep. My eyes close as I rest, my steampunk inspired dress insulating my body with warmth and familiarity.

Ahren re-enters, noticing that Oreo had already taken it upon herself to converse with others, which was nice to see that he hadn't left her too lonely. Though he was still sad that he had to leave her so quickly. Instead of bothering her, the dark-haired man takes to the path that he had noticed Reiha head down prior, only to find her asleep near a fountain on a heated bench. He had seen her shyly attempt to converse with the others before, only to eventually come over here by herself. He didn't really wish to wake her, but he never really did get much of a chance to speak with her. If she told him to leave her alone, he would respect that...

"Hey there..." He began softly. "You doing all right?"

 

[DarkEmpress]

I securely restrain VT's wrists and ankles, leaving her little space to move. I then let my eyes roam across VT's body ... caressing her in her naked glory.

A soft smile rests on my lips as I walk back to the counter, placing the rich and fragrant vanilla oil in my hands and starting the process anew, my hands working along her feet and legs. My hands make their way across VT's thigh before I let them trace a circle around her sex ... VT's steady arousal mixing with the alluring scent of Vanilla.

With a wicked grin, I place a soft kiss on her thigh and gently blow a cold torrent of breath to tease and caress across her wet sex. Giggling wickedly at VT's response I let my fingers trail across her abdomen ... tracing zig zag patterns across her ribs ... before placing soft little kisses there.

My hands finally reach her soft orbs as I let my hands trace along the outer circle of them and through the valley that lies between them bringing my hands slowly down the length of VT to brush playfully across the centre of her womanhood.

I add more oil to my hands and splay my fingers across her soft mounds, gently swirling them around so my fingertips end on her nipples ... gently tugging and playing with them ... before I abruptly leave them.

I walk over to the counter and take a delicious strawberry ... dipped in a tangy caramel chocolate. placing it in my mouth, I offer it to VT ... as a wicked grin plays on my lips, my hands gently tracing through her soft and silky hair.

 

[Chgris]

Andre watches closely as the tables are turned, VT receiving the strawberry now.

 

[VampiricTouch]

She takes the moment's respite to calm the nerves that are quickly fraying. She could handle this... She could handle this... words resounding in her head like a steady mantra, marginally able to fend off the open hunger she glimpsed in D's eyes.

Vanilla... who knew such a scent could be so alluring? or was it... something else? Was there something else? The steady trek of knowing hands steal up her legs in their conquest of her skin. She forces her eyes close, anticipating the teasing hand that was about to assault her... and assault that never came!

D steals an open gasp as the cold air rushes over her heated nethers and VT lifts her head in wide eyed surprise. Her hands continue their merciless tease as they dance merrily up her body. Little kisses break the aimless wandering of fingers sending small shivers down her spine. The trickling of heated oil as it circles the globes of her breasts.

The low groan emanates from her throat as D assaults her once more with the fleeting touch of her temptation. Warm hands return to knead her breasts with a care to tease, finger tips brushing across nipples that respond to her immediate attention. Once more attention that leaves much too soon as VT growls her frustration.

Her eyes fly open in feverish need as she watches D's derriere sashay to the table, focusing on the chocolate colored strawberry captured in D's delicate lips. A siren calling her out, seducing her to her song... She lifts her head to meet D's lips with desperation, like a dying man in a desert yearning for the spring of water to quench her thirst as she savors the taste of caramel... chocolate... strawberry.. and most of all... D.

 

[Warr]

Heh, but tis a good thing to watch the fun continue. *clears his throat and grabs another glass of water* Tis the circle of life or something like that. *shrugs* Sorry, I'm not much off a conversation starter.

 

[Veroe]

Chris approached where Master Andre was sitting and watching D and VT's performance. It was very arousing what was happening on that stage, but Chris couldn't let himself get distracted.

"Master," He said lowly to not carry over the whole space and disturb the goings-on, "Forgive me for arriving late. I was detained by traffic."

He offered his trays of beverages, "Would you like an appletini or champagne."

OOC: actually it more than traffic, but traffic was a factor.

 

[marauder13]

I watch the display carefully, noting the actions and reactions of the two women on stage. All of it is filed away in my memory for later study, sure that the information gathered will be very useful in the future.

Fascinating...

 

[AngelofDeath]

Slipping off the couch, Slave Diane makes her way over to the beautiful Angel. Sliding down to her knees before her, eyes raised to meet hers.

Mistress, is there anything you need this evening?

*Watches Diane approach slowly and then kneeling down in front of her* My my isn't this a treat? Well at the moment I could do with another vodka and then after that I think I shall take a closer look at the lovely marks your master left upon you.

 

[DarkEmpress]

My teeth cut through the strawberry, letting it's juices spill and mingle with VT's lips as I press a seductive kiss to her lips ... before stepping away, leaving her writhing on the trolley.

I place the oil away and pull another trolley closer. with a wicked smile I take a silver spoon in my hands and fetch the cold chocolate mousse from the ice tray ... placing it on a little table next to VT for easy access.

I trail the spoon along VT's thigh, letting the cold metal tempt and tease her flesh. I lift it and place it in the chocolate mousse, slowly starting an intricate web of chocolate criss crossing along VT's torso. The patten creates the illusion of a bodice, made of a rich and dark mocca colour ... intermittently laced with her pale soft skin ... beckoning to be caressed.

Another bowl appears ... filled with frozen, peeled and thinly sliced grapes. I start placing the ice cold slithers across VT's thighs, creating a slow and meandering path that leads to her wet and dripping sex. Too much to resist the temptation, I dip one of the grapes in VT's glistening cream ... savouring the erotic picture it makes, before walking to the edge of the stage and offering it to Master Andre, with a wicked grin.

I walk back and slowly resume the process of placing ice cold and frozen fruit on hot and sizzling skin around her breasts, VT's body reacting to the severe temperature difference. It is once again a swirling pattern ... leading to the tips of her proud breasts ... without touching them.

I finally pull the bowl of strawberries from the trolley - dipped in delicious chocolate ... dark ... caramel ... and I lace her body with the colourful fruits of nature, dappling them between the frozen grapes.

 

[EesomeBeastie]

Thanks for the invite, Yeishia. I did make it in the end, timezones notwithstanding!

You've done a great job fitting the place out!

 

[scarletnym]

*Watches Diane approach slowly and then kneeling down in front of her* My my isn't this a treat? Well at the moment I could do with another vodka and then after that I think I shall take a closer look at the lovely marks your master left upon you.

Rushing to refill her drink, I slide back to my knees, head bowing as I offer her the sweet beverage

 

[EesomeBeastie]

Oh, and the invite said clothing was optional, so here I am:

Let's see how long this link lasts, before Photobucket remove the image as "inappropriate"!

 

[AngelofDeath]

*Takes the glass with a smile and a nod. As she raised the glass to her lip she motioned for Slave Diane to get back to her feet and twirled her index finger.* Andre did such lovely work and I think its best appreciated up close and personal. *Glances Andre's way and gives a short nod and raises her glass.*