Trevor's loft

I hold him close, this tenderness between us born of this intimacy something I treasure! Memories have been made this night, and I hope it was the same for him.

For a long time, I remain, held in his arms, but soon I become aware that he may need to stretch a bit. reluctantly I rise, standing, and reach down to help him up, pulling him to my side on the couch, kissing him warmly, softly, passionately.
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I return the kisses' passion holding her close on the couch. I am unwilling to let this tender moment go, but inevitably we would have to part ways and this magical evening would be over. For now, however there was just this perfect moment feeling her heart beating through her. Hearing her gradually regain her breath. The tender passionate kisses we are sharing.

Perfection in reality.
 
"Veroe, I have seldom enjoyed anything this much! Thank you for this. And thank you for teaching me about the dominance and submission thing. You helped me to understand it better, much better. As I guess you know now, I have my own ways. I hope I was able to convey the right mix."
 
"Oh you have and anytime you want to explore your own particular brand more, don't hesitate to ask. That was fun."
 
"I'm sure this will only be the beginning of our special friendship. Many more nights await us. I'm looking forward to them."

I linger in his arms, savoring the tender intimacy of this time together. Time passes, but all good times come to a close, and ours eventually did as well. Reluctantly, I found my clothes, dressing again, satiated and happy.

Bidding Veroe a good night, I kissed him once more, lingering in the sweet refuge of his lips for a few last precious moments before slipping away into the night, already looking forward to the next time.
 
"Good night Thyri, and untill next time." I begin to put up the dinner humming a pleasant little melody.
 
I have a date with a very special lady today, and I am setting everything ready.

My loft looks typical conventional, but if one looks into the nooks and crannies, the special hiding places throughout the apartment one would find anything but the conventional. Whips, chains, toys, all sorts of artifacts of deviancy.

I finish the preparations and sit on the couch anxiously awaiting Wolf-Vixen's visit.
 
Looking forward to the night, my date with Veroe finally arriving. I find myself stepping to the door of the address given. Glancing quickly at the notes I had before smiling and slipping them in my pocket of my black knee high skirt. My blood red button down top unbuttoned just enough to show a bit of cleavage but nothing major.

Standing a bit straighter on my black heels I knock softly on the door waiting for Veroe to answer. Smiling brightly at what the night might entail.
 
I jump at the knock. Trying not to race to answer it. Instead calmly if a little anxiously walking to it, and once opened I see her standing there.

"Hello, Vixen," I say stepping back and allowing her entrance into my home, "Come in. I have been looking forward to this."
 
Smiling even brighter as he opens the door, my blue eyes take in the sight of him as he steps back and invites me in. "Thank you Veroe dear, I too have been looking forward to this." As I step into his home my fingers can't help but run across his chest as I pass him.

Stepping into the loft my eyes search over the area, admiring his home, "You have a nice home V." Turning back to him to watch him for the moment.
 
I blush a little at her praise and tell her, "You look stunning today."

I wave my hand to encompass the whole apartment. "Tonight everything you find in here, everything," I say making certain she knew it meant myself as well, "You may consider your property."
 
Another smile curves my lips at the mention that everything was mine, at least for the night, "Well then, if you would do the honor of showing me around, that way I can see what all is mine for the night."

My eyes move back around the room wanting to make sure I miss nothing that can be used for the night.
 
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"Well it isn't very big or very flashy," I say stepping to coffee table. I open the drawer and inside is a pair of hand cuffs and a silk scarf, "But if you would look closely you'll find it's full of surprises."
 
Smirks lightly at his comment about not big, bigger than most apartments found. Watching him walk to the coffee table and pulling the drawer open I can't help but smile, "Ahhh so surprises stashed a bit of everyone around here?"

Stepping closer to him running my hand down his arm, "I will only ask this once for the night, since you have made it know everything here is mine for the night, you have two words to choose before anything starts. One will completely stop everything and I do mean stop it. The second one will only back off what is being done to you but will not stop it. Choose them wisely."
 
Smirks lightly at his comment about not big, bigger than most apartments found. Watching him walk to the coffee table and pulling the drawer open I can't help but smile, "Ahhh so surprises stashed a bit of everyone around here?"

Stepping closer to him running my hand down his arm, "I will only ask this once for the night, since you have made it know everything here is mine for the night, you have two words to choose before anything starts. One will completely stop everything and I do mean stop it. The second one will only back off what is being done to you but will not stop it. Choose them wisely."

"Safe words," I nod approvingly at the conscientious step she had just suggested. I consider for a moment then answer. "Red to stop. Yellow to back off. If you should gag me three fingers to stop two to back off." I look to her, "Does that sound acceptable to you?"
 
Smiling brightly at his realization that sometimes he might not be able to talk. Nodding my head, "Yes, red to stop, yellow to stop, should you be gagged, 3 fingers to stop and two to back off." Making sure to repeat it so he knows I understand them.

My hand runs up his arm for a moment before my fingers brush over his cheek, "Lets complete the tour before I decide where I want you to start with."
 
"Lets complete the tour before I decide where I want you to start with."

I nod as I gesture at the area we are in. "This is the living room area," I tell her. I lift up the cushion on the couch revealing a good length of chain. "But if you poke around you'll find whatever you wish to find. I've spared no expense. The railing is bolted in so if you wish to hang something from it you may do so without worrying about damaging the property."

I point to the area just above the steps, "Upstairs is the lounge, where you'll find a large tv and video equipment." I point to the door just to the side of the stairs. "That room is the library, on the other side of the wall you'll find a few well hidden hooks embedded solidly to the concrete wall." I point to the kitchen. "The kitchen has all sorts of tasty goodies, and several items such as spatulas that serve more than one purpose." I point to the other side of the second floor. "There is the excercise room, filled with all sorts of equipment including a wooden frame shaped in an X that swivels vertically and horizontally."

I point straight up, "The third floor is the bedroom and and bathroom." I smile at her, "Though those you're just gonna have to seek out the surprises in there."
 
Listening as he points out everything, admiring how well prepared he has made his home. My eyes move over the area again as ideas pop into my head. I smile at one in particular. As I begin to move in front of him, bending to grab the cuffs and scarf as my fingers move from his arm to his chest, gripping the shirt I start moving over toward the kitchen.

Once I am near the chairs I let go of his shirt, setting the cuffs and scarf on the bar I begin to move the chairs out of my way. Turning back to him I step to him, my hand moving around to the back of his head, my fingers diving into his hair, gripping the strands as I press my lips to his. My lips parting as my tongue slips out to tease over his seeking entrance into his mouth.
 
I grant her entrance immediately. Her tongue slips within to play and covort with mine.

I am more than just curious to know what she has planned, but keep quiet about it knowing that I would find out soon enough.
 
My tongue teases over his for a moment before I break the kiss and lock eyes wth him. My fingers move down over his clothes, "Seems like someone is well over dressed for what I had in mind. Lose the shirt V and then get up on the bar, arms that way." Pointing toward the pole.

I turn around and grab the cuffs and scarf from the bar, walking around the edge of it, setting them on the counter before my eyes move back to him.
 
My hands immediately comply to her orders looking into her eyes as I pull my shirt up revealing abs and chest and over my head. I rise up and sit on the bar and lean down raising my arms the way she indicated.
 
My eyes follow him as he pulls the shirt over his head and climbs up on the bar. When he leans over I grabs his wrists and pulls them to the other side of the pole. Quickly cuffing his hands I move around the bar again, the scarf in my hand.

"Get comfy dear." I slip the scarf over his eyes and tie it around his head. Once I have him cuffed to the pole and his sight taken from him I slowly begin to let my fingers slide up his arms. My nails lightly raking over his skin, "Tell me dear, tell me something I don't know about you."

As I wait for his answer my free hand slides over his chest, my fingers on that hand flicking lightly over his nipple.
 
The scarf obscures my vision of her but I feel her nails running along my arms.

"Tell me dear, tell me something I don't know about you."

"I don't know. Do you mean like a sexual fantasy or something more personal?"
 
"Anything you wish." My fingers running up and down his arm move over to his other one while my other hand begins to tease along his nipples, circling them with my nail before tugging lightly on them.
 
"Anything you wish."

Her fingers on my arm and circling around my nipple tease and tug on it tempt and distract me as I rack my brain for something to say.

"I've only ever had missionary sex before."
 
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