The Vassal Academy Private Club – Welcome to Paradise!

Both my Master and Scarlet disappear into the real word!

I trail my hands lovingly along the warmth of their imprints left on the deserted bed, sighing, sadly I leave the room to wander the deserted rooms of the Club...

Que Sara Sara and I return to my equally empty and very lonely room!
 
Appearing at the entrance to the Club, I again curse the Cherub for the way his teleport affects me. Heading into the depths of the Club, I find what I'm after. I drag a bench against the wall, placing it under a hook on the wall. Setting aside a pair of soft leather cuffs and a small box, I finish preparing for my Pet's arrival.
 
I slip quietly into the club, looking around to find the outer area empty. I can hear my Master, my stomach twitching with anticipation. Looking down I smooth the short, black dress I am wearing, feeling the air, warm against my bare back. I wonder what he will think. My hair is piled softly at the top of my head, secured with two black rods of graphite.

My heels click softly against the floor, the straps running up my ankle as I make my way to him. I stop a few feet away, knowing he has scented me the moment I came through the door. My body tightens as I watch him, loving what he can do to me without uttering a single word.

"I did not mean to keep you waiting, Master." I fiddle nervously with the knot of my collar as it sits below my ear.
 
Hearing the click of her heels, and her sweet scent on the air causes me to raise my head, breathing deeply, trying to absorb all of her in every way I can.

Hello, my Pet. I've missed you.

Turning about, I take in her dress, the high piled hair, her heels. She is dressed so differently than when she is in our home. Her appearance is striking, she is breathtaking, dazzling, and she is mine.

Pet, you are beautiful. And I have missed you so.

I step close to her, taking her in my arms, kissing her. The kiss is soft and gentle... at first. As my fingers close on her shoulders, it intensifies, becoming hungry, animalistic, as fierce as the red glow of my eyes.
 
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My breath catches as he looks at me, even after all this time, I am shocked that I am his.

Hello, Master. I have missed you as well.

Blushing at the look on his face, I hear his words, causing a grin to split my lips.

Thank you, I was hoping you would like it.

My hands slide to his waist as his lips press against mine. Moaning softly, I lose myself in his mouth until I feel his fingers begin to grip me, showing me his strength. He steals my breath as his kiss changes, lustful, devouring. My hands grip him as I feel his lips bruising mine. Growing lightheaded, I can feel my body responding, opening for him, my juices beginning to flow.
 
He releases her from the kiss, when he remembers she still needs to breathe.

Sweet Pet, I truly love your dress. But I must warn you that if you do not remove it, and quickly, you will never be able to wear it again.

His finger slide along her neck, up to her hair, tracing the rods in her hair.

Heels only, Pet, those and the hairpins. That is all you should be wearing this night.
 
Gasping she raises her hand to her mouth, one finger sliding over her swollen, bruised lips. Grinning wickedly she hears his command, knowing he is true to his word. She turns, her back to him and her arm reach behind her to unclasp the three diamond studded closures securing the dress.

Once undone, she turns holding her hands up to her still covered breasts. Watching his face, she drops her hands, feeling the dress slide down her body. It pools at her feet, leaving her standing in just her heels and hairpins as he requested.


As you wish Master.
 
Stand over the bench now, Pet. Hands above your head and on the wall, legs spread and bottom out.

Once she is in position, he locks the leather cuffs to her wrists, securing them together. I think that perhaps ten quick swats on that perfect bottom is the perfect way to start the evening.

With that, his hand smacks down on her ass, quickly landing the ten spanks.
 
Yes, Master.

Her hands touch the wall as her legs spread wide. She can feel her juices flowing as she pushes her bottom out.

Her mind seems to clear, body relaxing as the cuffs are secured. She begins to wonder what he has planned when she feels the smacks falling hard on her bottom.

Her breath sucks in as he slaps her bottom, moaning with each pass of his hand.

Thank you, Master. She replies when he is through. Her bottom is red hot and sore when he finally finishes. She can feel her juices sliding down her thigh.
 
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Halloween Party

Where: The Hump Bar

Time : all day long from 12 am to 12 am , Halloween day


Bring a date lets all get creative, everyone and anyone invited.
Dont forget your costume.
 
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Another day, another curse for that smiling little demon and his teleportation trick.

Walking about I gather up a few things. An old fashioned straight back chair. A pair of clover clamps and some short chains, a nice supple single tail whip, a soft gel vibrator, and some rope. Yes. Everything I'll need.
 
I wander the corridors bored and unable to sleep...

Hmm...someone seems to need some guidance this night. I can smell her scnet, and it has been long since we played.

Yeishia, would you care to play a bit? I have things here that are just aching to make your aquaintance.
 
His scent proceeds him.....


Yeishia, would you care to play a bit? I have things here that are just aching to make your aquaintance.


yes I would love to I answer.. a bit nervous a bit ..please may I ?
 
Come here to me, and remove your clothing if you wish to play. Then stand in front of me, hands behind your head.

I set the chair to the side, and pick up the clamps, attacing a chain to each.
 
Come here to me, and remove your clothing if you wish to play. Then stand in front of me, hands behind your head.

I set the chair to the side, and pick up the clamps, attacing a chain to each.

OMG! I really do wish to play with him....


Gritting my teeth against my well my..


I slip out of my dress and run to him my hands behind my head
 
When she stands before me, I smile, the tips of my fangs flashing. Cool fingers reaching out to gently rub her nipples, bringing them to hardness. I raise the clamps to her eyes, so she can see them, before closing them down on her nipples one by one.

Bend forward, Yeishia, over the back of the chair. Hold the front legs of it, and put your legs againts the rear one.
 
I am shivering as I obey his commands........

Everything is secondary to my insatiable need; his fangs, the clamps, his deft hands om my sensitive greedy nipples ....
 
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As she bends over the chairback, I tug downward on the chains, pulling the clamps tighter, attaching the chains to the seat of the chair.

A few twists of the rope bind her wrists and ankles to the legs of the chair. And open her up for my hands to work over her body.
 
As he guides me over the chair I close my eyes better to feel his wicked ways!

I firmly refuse to believe that he has fangs.....
 
I take up the gel vibrator, and run it slowly up her thighs, teasing her skin, turning it on to the lowest setting, then holding it agaisnt her sex, rubbing it back and forth over her soft folds. After a few moments, I press it into her, sliding it fully into her moist channel.

Don't let that fall out, Yeishia. I turn the vibration higher, and take up the whip.

The first strike falls across her lower thighs with a sharp snap.
 
I feel the vibrator lick like an old friend teasing and tempting at his wicked fingertips, before he presses it into my moist channel.....

Oh God! that I would dare to release it!

As he turns up my volume I see him pick up the whip.

I shiver in anticipation...


As it licks across my thighs and I assorb its pleasurable caress I am left wanting more


 
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The balance of the whip is perfect, and her thighs and bottom make tempting targets. Faint lines appear on her fair skin after each lash. I work the whip slowly up her thighs, first left then right, and back again.

Soon enough, the lash lands directly across the taut curves of her ass.
I wouldn't lift up too much if I were you, Yeishia. Those clamps will tighten if you tug on them.
 
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hmmmm but as I feel his whip upon my ass what can I do but but lift my ass as if in homage to a higher God!

The clamps drive me to delicious distraction: a direct passage to my throbbing clit!


master I beg nooooo!

If he stops I will die I think I will never live to see another day!


Please........
 
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