The Vassal Academy Private Club – Welcome to Paradise!

My eyes return to his as I listen carefully to the soothing sound of his voice and I try to slow my breathing. He has beautiful eyes, I could get lost in them.

I close my eyes as I feel the soft touch of his lips on mine, he tastes so very good I feel as if I am drowning in sensation, my trembling become less fear and more of something else. "Goood." I murmur against his lips clinging onto him as the sensation of my seeming to be falling intensifies.
 
I watch her visibly relax and said, "Good, my pet. Now, how about you show me around this place? I can't wait to see what you have in store for me..."

I get up, then offer my arm to her, ready and willing...
 
The online tour (Intended to fire your imagination only!); http://www.club-paradise.nl/

Our virtual hostess; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T1JZetKdWOo

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I slip off my stool and take his hand. "In store for you? why supper Sir!" I playfully tease him. "What else could you possibly mean? Lord I am taking him into a veritable Den of Iniquity, what would He think?

Not waiting for an answer I give him the grand tour ."Well we are in The Platinum Lounge and as you can see it boasts a hot tub sunken into it's floor over there. This is the The Blue Dome lounge".....

Feeling a bit like a hostess I give him the grand tour in which I show him the many pleasures of our Club ending up in what I consider to be it's pièce de résistance The Scarlet Playground.


Blushing I simply tell him ."This is the Scarlet Playground, I designed it myself" I watch him carefully as he takes it all in seeing it through his eyes...

A huge canopy of black rope netting hangs from the ceiling like billowing storm clouds; above which are scarlet and brocade Tapestries. The walls are adorned with massive erotic paintings that would likely make the usual person blush. Five enormous circular raised stages dominated the room. The central one was slightly larger; the others arranged, north, south, east, and west. Low semi circular booths were arranged strategically throughout the room with huge Scarlet velvet throw cushion and small mats scattered on the floors throughout. Bars in alcoves where slaves could restock their Masters drinks were situated in the corners of the huge decedent room. The lighting was subdued almost romantic except where it was directed at one of the stages where it was tailored to enhance the particular event happening upon it.

Looking at my feet I tentatively ask him, "We could eat here if it pleases you?"
 
I slowly release your hand and then take a few steps around the room, looking around the room, letting my fingers graze the columns in the middle of the room, then looks up at the every changing ceiling, before shifting my eyes to you and giving a warm smile. This place has such a feeling of magic and enchantment. Surreal being one of the words he would use to describe it.

He found himself looking at the pictures one at a time. He could see a variety of designs, from oil and canvas, to charcoal and paper and most anything in between. He turned and slid his hand down her bed, ending up casually returning to the center column and leaned up against it. He crossed his arms and stared at her so calmly and relaxed.

He had intentionally remained silent, not commenting too much as he examined the room. He preferred to keep his aura of mystery around him as his eyes settled on hers... He said, "This has got to be one of the... most beautiful rooms I have ever laid my eyes on. You are the architect of this bedroom? These columns look very much like those from the Roman Coliseum. Did... did you have these imported in?"

He was genuinely and completely amazed...
 
I watched him from beneath my eyelashes as he moved around the room taking in every minute detail or so it seemed to me. He finally leaned against the column and spoke. "These columns look very much like those from the Roman Coliseum. Did... did you have these imported in?"

I raised my eyes to stare at him astounded "I..I had exact replicas commissioned and imported in."

He recognized this as a labor of love I could tell. He loved it like I did. I felt the connection it raced between us like an invisible coil of energy!

I found myself smiling at the man who stood before me.........
 
I step towards her and take her hands into mine. As I press my body closer to hers, I let my hands move hers behind her back. My hands stay locked in her fingers and I pull her body so close to mine. I say, "I would be truly honored to dine with you in this room. It is the second most beautiful thing I have ever laid my eyes on."

His eyes told her exactly what he meant by that. This room did not hold a candle compared to her...
 
He locked my hands behind my back and I simply melted into him, feeling his heat, his hardness.

His words washed over my senses like an intimate caress, he thought me beautiful. I tilted my head to look at him searching his eyes.....

"T..thank you I shall arrange it," a single tear slid down my cheek unchecked.

Food was the farthest thing from my mind in that one moment..........
 
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I lean in and without a word escaping my lips, command a kiss of passion from you. I open my lips, I slide one hand from your fingers and slide it up your body into your hair and draw your lips even closer to me... My eyes close for a few moments, basking in the magic of this moment.

I slowly pull away, my breath warm on her skin and my lips move close to your ear and whisper, "Dinner can wait..."

Slowly, I invade your lips, filling you will my power, confidence and dominance. Smiling I whisper, "Take me to your spa. Your day has been long as mine and it would do us both very good..."
 
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I am stunned at the impact of his passion as his fingers wind into my long hair and pull me closer. Lights explode in the back of my skull as he seems to devour me.

To long I think ..so good.


“Dinner can wait…” the words close to my ear are a caress all of their own, a promise…..I shiver in anticipation, drowning once more as he deepens our kiss.

My heart is racing in my breast , my legs feeling like jello, his scent is pure male intoxication, I am in heaven forgetting everything but Him.

"Take me to your spa.” Without thinking I simply obey. Wrapping my arms around him I whisper, “Que Sera Sera,” and concentrate; instantly we are transported to the hot tub area.

I open my eyes and smile, “Is this what you had in mind?”
 
"Yes. It is..." I glance around the room, letting my eyes settle on the tub and the warm steam leaving it. The water churning slowly underneath the surface and the scent of bathoils fill my nose... I say, "It is beautiful."

I turn to face you, staring you in the eyes and begin to kiss you again, slowly... gently... but with growing intensity. I can feel you melt into my control more and more with my touch and kiss. I reach to your dress and slowly begin to unfasten it from your body, gently smiling as it slips to the ground. My fingertips embrace your skin so raw, bare, and trembling...
 
I barely feel my clothing leave my body so caught up am I in the sheer maleness of him...........

I fell his hands on me and lower my eyes, I want very much to see him too.

Tentatively my hands go to the front of his dress jacket and I slip it off, my nervous fingers tugging at the buttons of his shirt, unloosening it from his trousers.

I stop and look up shy uncertain....
 
I watch her trembling as she begins to unfasten his clothes from him. He can feel her hesitate and look up to him and could see that uncertainty in her eyes. He could feel his rod hardening so tight inside his pants and was not ashamed of it.

He slid his own coat off and tossed it to one of the nearby chairs, then looked down at her and said, "You are my pet. You are my slave. Your will is mine to do with as I please. With this said, this is how I prefer to see you pet. And, when I prepare for bed, shower, or spa, it is you who shall prepare me. Now please. Finish undressing me."
 
Quietly I did as I was told, I had purpose I had instruction; I undid his belt and slid his trousers down and off, next came his shoes and socks. My eyes widened as I noticed the bulge pushing out the fabric of his shorts. I knelt before him and the imp in me surfaced as I removed them using my teeth and lips alone.

Finished I stared mutely at what I had uncovered blushing to the very tips of my toes as I sat back on my knees to await his pleasure

Suddenly his word registered he had called me pet, he had called me slave, I smiled shivering in delight, should I call him Master? Not sure I wanted that I took a deep breath but continued against my better judgement.
 
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The feel of her teeth and lips on my boxers was enough to drive me completely insane with desire. I struggled to keep my own needs in check as I look at her and reach to he hands, interlacing her fingers with his own and pull her to her feet. He whispered, "As long as you wish it of me, you will have all the instruction and guidance you shall ever need. Never assume anything with me. If you are not sure what to do, you ask your Master for guidance. As we journy together, your questions will become fewer and fewer."

I kiss her temple and then turn to face the water and say, "Test the water for me, then prepare us two drinks. I like my bourbon on the rocks and smooth. Return to the spa when you are ready."
 
I listen carefully to his words as he pulled me to my feet not liking what i heard at all!

I had not agreed to role play with him and did not appreciate been ordered around. I was submissive but that did not mean that I was a door mat...... I worried over what to do!
 
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I looked dispassionately at this man.... this dominant pretender...I had almost fallen into his trap!

I needed a Master but would no longer compromise!

"Que Sera Sera," and I was gone....

I deserved the very best of that I was very sure, I had made many mistakes but my intent was pure!:rose:
 
He didn't know what had drawn him here tonight. He liked the Club, but hadn't had enough opportunities to stop by lately, and wasn't even thinking directly about it tonight.

As he walked in he was again struck by the elegance, the grandeure, yet he didn't feel diminished at all, rather enhanced by his surroundings.

His feet carried him through the rooms until they found their destination.

The Scarlet Lounge spread before him as he stood in the doorway. He walked around, caressing the raised platforms, reaching up and trailing his fingers over the nebulous mass of ropes that were hanging above him.

This room seemed to ooze sensuality. But that wasn't the only thing that pulsed inside his head. His hazel eyes closed for a moment, his mind reaching out and touching the pulses, trying to get a clue. He got his clue, in the beat that had called to him.

Specifics still escaped him, but when his eyes opened, they were just a little different. Whatever had called him needed this side. He didn't lose himself, but if his dominant side was needed, he would happily bring it out.


Well, here I am, lets see what you wanted.

His voice was soft as he spoke, his hands now moving to aid in his preparations as he waited for whoever had need of him.
 

She stood in the middle of the raised dais; she was dressed in a shear white sheath that barely hid her nakedness. Her tawny hair a tumbled mass, falling to below her waist, her mind a jumbled haze of desperate mind numbing need.


Please come to me…

Her innocent plea she sent out to the one she hoped could help me her night… more than friend, one who could have, should have been her …...if only she had not been afraid!

She closed her eyes and conjured his image …….
Focus yeahia… focus you are stronger than they know!

It has been so very long since she had touched her inner self but she could no longer deny her need, it was absolute.

Would he come, would he help me this night?

My almost lover …..

Please help me, I whispered, the sound carrying along the deserted corridors of the club I loved so very much.

This club was the epiphany of its creator; sensual, evocative, loving, a subtle combination of angel and pure demon!.

I watched him enter…the one whom with I had been so scared to approach before….


I had come to know him, trust him……..and he was here.

I willed the hidden lights to softly unveil my presence

I answered his softly spoken question


Heal me my Rider, my more than friend, help me tonight ………please
 
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Quite the display.

Of course yeishia.

My body moves beside her, eyes tracing her form. Her need pulsed from her, drawing me towards her.

Drop the dress and do your hair up while I finish this.

I know what she needs tonight, everything about her is screaming it
 

His tone is my reassurance, it surrounds and caresses, calming my innate fears.

I allow my dress to fall and pool around my feet like some second skin, I was quite literally shedding, I gently push it to one side with my tiny foot.

Watching his every movement I twist my hair into Knot on top of my head.

I can feel my nerve endings igniting one by one.........

his smell is simply divine!


Rider?
 
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Whoever said familiarity breeds contempt had clearly never thought of the naked woman

Yes yeishia?

My eyes are on hers as she does up her hair, exposing more of her body. I can identify the pulses coming from her, but maybe she needs to verbalize it.
 
My eyes capture his and all I can think of is...

alone at last!

Oh lord! did I say that aloud?

I lower my eyes feeling my whole body from from head to dainty suffuse with the most delightful color.

How do I know this?

Hmmm..... it like I am looking down from the heavens above.....

He is a ....demon?
 
I can see her eyes, deep, expressive, innocent?

Yes, we're alone. Give me your arms.

Her skin is soft, I can feel her subtle pulse under my fingers. I raise them above her, manacles sliding down on silent ropes and locking around her wrists before pulling up again.

I know what you need. Before we go on, you don't go into subspace until you can't help it. I want you able to feel all of this, Understood?
 
Like liquid silk I meld into his wishes........

My tummy squishing into a million tiny knots of anticipation.

No subspace?


I cant I ....

Yessss ...

I breath out scared for the very first time!
 
There can be no hesitance tonight. She needs this. She knows I will stop if she safewords, I have to trust her to know when it's needed.

Good girl.

Her body looks good modeled like this. With quick motions her ankles are bound as well, keeping her legs apart but with just enough slack to allow her some movement

I'm going to make you feel tonight, you need it, I know. All you have to do is feel.

The rack of implements seems to materialize near the wall, easy to reach for when he wants to change. First the flogger, several smaller leather falls dangling as he sways it, letting it touch softly along her thighs

Ready to feel?
 
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