Welcome to Hell.

[Britwitch]

His lips turned into a sneer as his hips propelled him further along into his moments of bliss beyond the normal pleasure. Each push caused his member to twitch. Each thrust rapidly approaching his climax. Visions of coating her back or face with seed filled his mind. So tempting. Filling the claimed hole with his gift and claiming was another delicious thought. So many choices, so little to spare. And the time was coming when he would have to choose.

His hand wrapped in her hair and began tugging with every firm thrust of hips. He was using her, and using his own actions as a tool to remind her. She was his toy.

This was like nothing she had ever experienced, something far more intense that she could ever have imagined. The setting, the heat, the man - all of it overloading her system in equal, delicious, measures of pleasure and pain.
And she took it, every thing he gave her, she took it.

Her back arched, arms pushed upwards painfully but she didn't fight or struggle. She brought this on herself and, if she was honest, she wouldn't change it for a moment.

Her hips crashed into the rock again and again, she was certain there would be bruises tomorrow but none of that mattered. All that mattered was that he found the pleasure he sought in her in whatever form that took.

 

[Seranova]

This was like nothing she had ever experienced, something far more intense that she could ever have imagined. The setting, the heat, the man - all of it overloading her system in equal, delicious, measures of pleasure and pain.
And she took it, every thing he gave her, she took it.

Her back arched, arms pushed upwards painfully but she didn't fight or struggle. She brought this on herself and, if she was honest, she wouldn't change it for a moment.

Her hips crashed into the rock again and again, she was certain there would be bruises tomorrow but none of that mattered. All that mattered was that he found the pleasure he sought in her in whatever form that took.

The moment has come; the moment where pleasure reaches its crescendo, and there is no turning back. With a grunt, he pulls out of her ass without any unnecessary flair and circles quickly to her front end. The decision had been made. This was the only course of action. Hand still in her hair, lifting her face to be a target, as his hand grasped himself and waves of pleasure overtook him.

Rope upon rope of thick, hot liquid dances across her face, until he is finally spent. The contents of his balls had been deposited, and he is sated for the moment. Then, with a wicked grin, he simply releases her hair and turns away.

Welcome to Hell, little witch. Enjoy your stay.

His laughter is all that is heard as he slips into the shadows.

 

[Britwitch]

The moment has come; the moment where pleasure reaches its crescendo, and there is no turning back. With a grunt, he pulls out of her ass without any unnecessary flair and circles quickly to her front end. The decision had been made. This was the only course of action. Hand still in her hair, lifting her face to be a target, as his hand grasped himself and waves of pleasure overtook him.

Rope upon rope of thick, hot liquid dances across her face, until he is finally spent. The contents of his balls had been deposited, and he is sated for the moment. Then, with a wicked grin, he simply releases her hair and turns away.

Welcome to Hell, little witch. Enjoy your stay.

His laughter is all that is heard as he slips into the shadows.

His pace speeds up, impossibly so, and then the pressure is gone, her ass feels empty as he withdraws all of a sudden. Then he is in front of her.

Confused she opens her mouth but she is mistaken. The hand in her hair angles her face just as he starts to spurt hot, sticky seed all over her face. It decorates her cheeks, her lips, her nose, a few strands make it onto her tongue before she closes her mouth against the onslaught.

Humiliation is complete as he simply turns and walks away, his words echoing in the darkness.

She feels like she wants to cry...but she wants to cum so much more.

The dark magic of Hell works to remove the candles, but not their wax or their marks, along with the shackles. Unsteadily, she gets up from her rock and heads for the way out.

A whimper, a moan and she's gone...but she'll be back...and soon...

 

[Perplexia]

Slides back in the back enterence to her pillow. Smiles as she reads through the delicious activity. Gets a new cup of tea and shakes head. Such a bad sadists.. Snogs.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

A Wolf comes wandering, nose wrinkling at the stringent scent of sated lust and female flesh.

She wanders into the main arena and waves to Perplexia.

'Ello, pretty.

Feet lead her to a dark corner...and the chair that she keeps hidden there. She sinks into it with a sigh.

 

[Perplexia]

A Wolf comes wandering, nose wrinkling at the stringent scent of sated lust and female flesh.

She wanders into the main arena and waves to Perplexia.

'Ello, pretty.

Feet lead her to a dark corner...and the chair that she keeps hidden there. She sinks into it with a sigh.

Hello lovely.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Leaning forward slightly, white teeth flashing in the light, light brown eyes glittering.

How does the day find you? Are you well?

In one small hand, a snifter filled with ice cold vodka.

 

[Perplexia]

Leaning forward slightly, white teeth flashing in the light, light brown eyes glittering.

How does the day find you? Are you well?

In one small hand, a snifter filled with ice cold vodka.

The day finds me with more loops to jump through, which makes more stress, which makes more pain, which requires more meds. Other then that Seranovas performance has left me damp.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The day finds me with more loops to jump through, which makes more stress, which makes more pain, which requires more meds. Other then that Seranovas performance has left me damp.

A slight smile, eyes gleaming.

Am sorry you are dealing with real world bull shit. Gets old. I know it well. As for the exertions that happened here?

Nose wrinkles.

It only affects me if I am involved...and I find myself less and less capable of getting damp from anything a man could possibly do.

Shrugs.

Must be why I am queer.

 

[Perplexia]

A slight smile, eyes gleaming.

Am sorry you are dealing with real world bull shit. Gets old. I know it well. As for the exertions that happened here?

Nose wrinkles.

It only affects me if I am involved...and I find myself less and less capable of getting damp from anything a man could possibly do.

Shrugs.

Must be why I am queer.

I can understand that, but i find all forms equally acceptable. Sex passion, punishment male female, it all has its plus' and minus'

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I can understand that, but i find all forms equally acceptable. Sex passion, punishment male female, it all has its plus' and minus'

True. You sound like kitty twin.

A grin

I used to feel the same. And I probably will again, some day...just not now. Or it's VERY rare and the men who engender it...are not near.

A wicked glimmer in the eyes.

I am not a fan of punishment, not giving. I am a sensation player. A sensual Sadist. Receiving? It would take a special person to get me to take it. Kitty Twin, Vail. They could do it. But I would much rather give.

Another grin

Sandpaper and silk..that's my motto...kitty twin knows.

 

[Perplexia]

True. You sound like kitty twin.

A grin

I used to feel the same. And I probably will again, some day...just not now. Or it's VERY rare and the men who engender it...are not near.

A wicked glimmer in the eyes.

I am not a fan of punishment, not giving. I am a sensation player. A sensual Sadist. Receiving? It would take a special person to get me to take it. Kitty Twin, Vail. They could do it. But I would much rather give.

Another grin

Sandpaper and silk..that's my motto...kitty twin knows.

i normally would rather receive it. But i prefer if there's a bit of passion and fulfillment on both ends. Although i can be quite the giver if i'm in the mood. I dabble and explore. "you won't know if you like something till you try it" that's my motto

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

i normally would rather receive it. But i prefer if there's a bit of passion and fulfillment on both ends. Although i can be quite the giver if i'm in the mood. I dabble and explore. "you won't know if you like something till you try it" that's my motto

Light laughter, legs swinging over the arm of the chair, vodka held loosely in one small hand.

Heh. I did the same. For long years. I explored. Almost 20 years worth of exploration. I know me, though.

A sip from the vodka, which has magically retained icy crispness.

Now though? I am more apt to sit back and watch others. See what kinks they have. What things they like...for months before I ever even offer.

Shrugs

Guess I am a bit of a Lone Wolf, hmm?

 

[Perplexia]

Light laughter, legs swinging over the arm of the chair, vodka held loosely in one small hand.

Heh. I did the same. For long years. I explored. Almost 20 years worth of exploration. I know me, though.

A sip from the vodka, which has magically retained icy crispness.

Now though? I am more apt to sit back and watch others. See what kinks they have. What things they like...for months before I ever even offer.

Shrugs

Guess I am a bit of a Lone Wolf, hmm?

There's nothing wrong with that. I actually don't find much wrong with anything. People have a right to express themselves without the fear of judgement or prosecution of any sort. My same views extend to parenting. If i did it at that age, who am i to tell you no?

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

There's nothing wrong with that. I actually don't find much wrong with anything. People have a right to express themselves without the fear of judgement or prosecution of any sort. My same views extend to parenting. If i did it at that age, who am i to tell you no?

I do feel that way on the parenting side. I have three children...mid teens, late teens and almost 21. They are usually very good children. Smart, respectful. Yet they are all active...and I have heard from EVERYONE that I should curtail their explorations. I always wondered WHY? Why should I curtail them if they are telling me the truth and using precautions?

*shrugs*

Another long, slow sip. Throat works...tummy burns.

You always look comfortable, all stretched out on your bed...a feather bed in Hell? Who'd have thought??

 

[Perplexia]

I do feel that way on the parenting side. I have three children...mid teens, late teens and almost 21. They are usually very good children. Smart, respectful. Yet they are all active...and I have heard from EVERYONE that I should curtail their explorations. I always wondered WHY? Why should I curtail them if they are telling me the truth and using precautions?

*shrugs*

Another long, slow sip. Throat works...tummy burns.

You always look comfortable, all stretched out on your bed...a feather bed in Hell? Who'd have thought??

I only have one kid, an thats my god daughter that i got custody of. She says its not that she doesn't like men, she just prefers women to men. I encourage to to explore all her options. Same thing. Good kid, very respectful, at least in my house she is an always has been. I was talking to one of my friend trying to figure out what to do for her birthday. I said something about her not drinking. She says I'd drink if i could. I say well if you want to get drunk for your birthday that's fine, It will be a controlled environment and i did it far before her age. Who am i to say no. At least i know she'll be safe.

I like my feminine comforts. I figure if i'm in hell my space will be the way i like it. You're always welcome to cuddle on my bed. As long as i can have some vodka

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I only have one kid, an thats my god daughter that i got custody of. She says its not that she doesn't like men, she just prefers women to men. I encourage to to explore all her options. Same thing. Good kid, very respectful, at least in my house she is an always has been. I was talking to one of my friend trying to figure out what to do for her birthday. I said something about her not drinking. She says I'd drink if i could. I say well if you want to get drunk for your birthday that's fine, It will be a controlled environment and i did it far before her age. Who am i to say no. At least i know she'll be safe.

I like my feminine comforts. I figure if i'm in hell my space will be the way i like it. You're always welcome to cuddle on my bed. As long as i can have some vodka

Smiles

I will remember that for the next time I visit this hot place...and will bring my ice cold Stoli just to share with you.

Stands up and stretches, five feet of muscles and curves and brown skin. Saunters close to press a soft kiss to Perplexia's temple

have a good night, pretty. Mayhap I shall see you again.

 

[Perplexia]

Smiles

I will remember that for the next time I visit this hot place...and will bring my ice cold Stoli just to share with you.

Stands up and stretches, five feet of muscles and curves and brown skin. Saunters close to press a soft kiss to Perplexia's temple

have a good night, pretty. Mayhap I shall see you again.

have a good night as well lovely. I'm sure you shall and i look forward to it.

 

[CountCunninglvr]

......

 

[Perplexia]

Slides in the back entrance an lays upon her feather bed. Its been quiet most of the evening.

 

[CountCunninglvr]

......

 

[Perplexia]

Nope, i just get a lot of posts in the wee hours

 

[CountCunninglvr]

......

 

[Seranova]

He slips out of the shadows with pen and notebook in hand. His destination is set, and after grabbing a glass of whiskey from the bar, he plops down in his favorite chair. He looks up and offers a sly grin and a casual wave.

Hello. Plexi, you'll be happy to know that ours is first on my list tonight. I should have it up very soon.

 

[Perplexia]

He slips out of the shadows with pen and notebook in hand. His destination is set, and after grabbing a glass of whiskey from the bar, he plops down in his favorite chair. He looks up and offers a sly grin and a casual wave.

Hello. Plexi, you'll be happy to know that ours is first on my list tonight. I should have it up very soon.

It will be my honor to read it and marvel in your words Seranova. I'm very excited about our thread.
*She rises up off her feather bed and walks over to him, bending to kiss him on the cheek. Always a pleasure to have your company in hell my favorite sadist.