Welcome to Hell.

Thinks for a moment

Paddle, please...

reaches down an pets the little witches hair.. so nice and soft on my fingers. traces my finger around her ear and down the side of her neck. taking my other hand move it down her back. My fingers digging lightly as i scratch along her spine. Giving her a quick barehanded swat on each of her perfect round ass cheeks.

Smiles to myself before picking the paddle up and swatting her ass with a quick firmness five on each..


Do you need more?
 
Low husky alto...wide wicked grin

Oh tis plenty good enough, pretty..but you aren't in it...
and tis even luckier for the Witchling that you offered before I did...

A low growling giggle

If she asks for more Lovely i'll gladly give it up to the better woman :kiss:
 
*Hops down from the ceiling and gracefully roles to his feet.*

Hello Brit.

*Waves.*

Hello Luna.

*Waves.*

Good evening, Count.

An ice cold glass of tequila, Cuervo, appears in my hand. I pluck a cut lime from thin air...and suck it before taking the shot. Body shivers and my eyes train themselves on the two ladies.

reaches down an pets the little witches hair.. so nice and soft on my fingers. traces my finger around her ear and down the side of her neck. taking my other hand move it down her back. My fingers digging lightly as i scratch along her spine. Giving her a quick barehanded swat on each of her perfect round ass cheeks.

Smiles to myself before picking the paddle up and swatting her ass with a quick firmness five on each..


Do you need more?

Low laughter.
 
reaches down an pets the little witches hair.. so nice and soft on my fingers. traces my finger around her ear and down the side of her neck. taking my other hand move it down her back. My fingers digging lightly as i scratch along her spine. Giving her a quick barehanded swat on each of her perfect round ass cheeks.

Smiles to myself before picking the paddle up and swatting her ass with a quick firmness five on each..


Do you need more?

Sighs at the soft touches, groans at the scratch, gasps at the slaps and then yelps and squirms at what follows, thighs pressing together tightly

...thank you...I don't know that I need, but I might want...

Shy smile

...but I also have to leave very soon so probably shouldn't start something I can't finish...
 
Good evening, Count.

An ice cold glass of tequila, Cuervo, appears in my hand. I pluck a cut lime from thin air...and suck it before taking the shot. Body shivers and my eyes train themselves on the two ladies.



Low laughter.

wish you'd drink tequilla off my body :rose:
 
Sighs at the soft touches, groans at the scratch, gasps at the slaps and then yelps and squirms at what follows, thighs pressing together tightly

...thank you...I don't know that I need, but I might want...

Shy smile

...but I also have to leave very soon so probably shouldn't start something I can't finish...

Stares at the rising Witch, my eyes sparkling

No escape until you greet me, Witchling.
 
Sighs at the soft touches, groans at the scratch, gasps at the slaps and then yelps and squirms at what follows, thighs pressing together tightly

...thank you...I don't know that I need, but I might want...

Shy smile

...but I also have to leave very soon so probably shouldn't start something I can't finish...

"oh i'm here all the time i can always finish later" laughs wickedly
follows up with a few more swats of the paddle, making her cheeks nice and rosy and warm.
 
Approaches, head bowed

I wouldn't dream of leaving without saying Hello properly...

Standing up, one small hand reaching for, and tweaking a nipple. Twisting, just once. Voice lowers...til it is as soft as can be.

Kneel for me, pretty. Just a few moments...on your knees.

Hand drifts upward from hardened pinkness to pretty hair and jerks.
 
Standing up, one small hand reaching for, and tweaking a nipple. Twisting, just once. Voice lowers...til it is as soft as can be.

Kneel for me, pretty. Just a few moments...on your knees.

Hand drifts upward from hardened pinkness to pretty hair and jerks.

wants to, soooo wants to, but has to go....

Soon, I promise...

a whine and a whimper and she's gone
 
With a smile, I turn the chair back into the rocky outcropping and grab my shot glass and limes.

Slow strides carry me to the bed. Slow movements place me on it. The bottle practically opens itself...
 
With a smile, I turn the chair back into the rocky outcropping and grab my shot glass and limes.

Slow strides carry me to the bed. Slow movements place me on it. The bottle practically opens itself...

lays down on the other side of the bed watching lovely enjoy her present.
 
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