Wolven Den

[Luna_Wolf72]

I pace. The swing of the crop, a sedative for my frazzled nerves. Each spot picked blossoms with color, shaped by the small rectangle of the crop's tip. My arm is loose and swinging freely. Each blow lands, precisely placed. First one breast then the other. Now a thigh, a hip, back to the breast...the crop teasing her nipples with each successive blow.

I am striding, lightly sweating. The sound of the crop, of her moans. The scent of her and my own checked arousal. I am lost in a haze of sadistic pleasure which will only burn brighter until I am finished.

One more blow, placed directly on her right nipple, with as much force as I can command before I drop the crop. Leaning down, I catch the abused nubbin of flesh between sharp white teeth and tug.

You look oh so pretty, minxy.

No other words are left to say as I pick up my crop from the floor and place it on a near-by table. After a moment's deliberation, I reach for the wheel and move to the bottom of the table so that I can run the sharp instrument over her reddened flesh. I press it firmly, watching as the sharp points dent her skin before moving on, up over the shin bone and thigh, tracing the jut of her hip bone and the concave shape of her belly.

So pretty.

 

[monique_minx]

My body tenses and relaxes as I expect each blow; not always getting the timing right. Each lovely welt drawn by her masterful crop weilding is creating a beautiful pattern of red, raised flesh on my body. I can feel myself begin to react, my arousal is starting to pool beneath my derriere as she moves around my body and stings at my limbs and my torso. Each lashing is more delicious than the last and I am arching within my restraints - a silent plea for more. A last smack landing on my nipple and I make a near Exorcist motion in shock at the flood of electricity she causes.

I whimper as I feel her teeth close around my already sore nipple, the tug makes me squeal as I try to suppress the consquential yelp that threatened to escape me. I hear her speak and the faint shimmer of a smile lights my lips at the knowledge that she is enjoying herself.

Then I feel something I have never felt before, something that almost pierces my flesh but moves before it can do so. I whimper nervously but say nothing, curious as to what she is doing and what this will be like. I try to picture what she has in her hand but draw a blank, it seems to move over my skin fluidly though, in a patterned motion. I suck a sharp breath as she passes over the more sensitive areas of my body with the instrument and I curl my fingers into tight fists, I'm tense and waiting but also more than excited about what she's doing to me and the tempting sensations that are flooding my flesh.

 

[dragonrazor]

*takes a look in, and sees that Luna's busy entertaining. Vanishes to do chores elsewhere*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

the wheel

The silver wheel leaves little red pin pricks on Minxy's flesh. I want to press harder, to pierce her flesh with the sharp instrument, but I control it. Fighting the insane urge to watch her bleed, I trace over her ribs before circling her breast, crossing her swollen nipple lightly. Then I stretch further, leaning across her to trace the flesh of her collar bone on the opposite side.

Do you know what this is, my minx?

My words are a whisper of air against her skin. I watch as a few pin points of blood mar her flesh, my eyes gazing, fascinated by the allure of red on white before I shake my head and stop. I hadn't meant to make her bleed. At least not yet.

This is a wartenberg wheel, sweet minx. Looks like a spur. Good for sensation play and other things.

Moving around to the other side of the table takes only a few minutes. The blood is there, slowly easing down her breast in thin trickles of crimson which soon stop. I hadn't pressed hard enough to actually harm her, I had just lost control. Resuming the soothing motion, I once again trace her flesh, dipping along her rib cage and belly before guiding the sharp points between her spread thighs and grazing at the damp flesh displayed there.

I will remove your blindfold soon, sweet. We are about to move...again.

 

[monique_minx]

I feel the pricks as they move across my skin, an indescribable thrill shooting through my core and I fight the little shivers that run down my spine and have me basically vibrating on the table. As she moves it over my ribs, I can't help the little moans that leave my lips as she touches on a sensitive area. A soft gasp is issued when I feel it against my still tender nipple and I arch as it runs over my collarbone, I can feel each little prick and the inability to see it makes it that much more exciting.

Do you know what this is, my minx?

"No..." I whisper softly, wondering if she will tell me. I emit the softest yelp as I feel it press harder, her breath melting on my skin offers a small distraction but I still feel the instrument piercing my flesh.

This is a wartenberg wheel, sweet minx. Looks like a spur. Good for sensation play and other things.

I try to picture it and basically come up with a cowboy boot minus the actual boot. The metal part that spins is quite clear in my mind and I give a slight nod in understanding. I feel it's little edges making trails over my skin again, heading lower and lower. Now that I have felt it and understood it, I know what to expect. Still my breath catches as she head for the sensitive area of my inner thigh, I start to take little shallow breaths. As she grazes it against my velvety sweet spot, I wrap my hands around my restraints and tense up, her words reach my ears.

I will remove your blindfold soon, sweet. We are about to move...again.

"Yes Miss Luna..." I say softly, wondering where she means to place me next.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

When I reach the top of Minxy's foot, I step away from the table. I know I need to clean the wheel, after all, it had made her bleed. With no further thought, I grab an alcohol wipe and scrub the wheel down, before placing it next to my crop. Then I turn to look at my cross, debating placing her on it. 'Nah, time for the mirror.' My mind fills with a sort of electric happiness as I go to find a special chair for the next bit, one that will hold a toy for proper insertion.

It ends up being a low paddling bench: well worn with a soft velvet cushion and a hole for a toy. I won't be able to tie her arms to armrests as there are none but I will be able to keep her entertained for a bit longer...and entertain myself in the process. I yank the bench in front of my ornate floor length mirror and fix a thick toy up through the hole, securing it so that her movements won't cause it to loosen and fall out. The toy itself is black and long, thick as a beer can, too.

Ok my minx. Time for a little game.

With those words, I stride back to the table and untie her ankles and wrists, checking each appendage for abrasions. Then I loosen the blind and help her to sit up.

We are going to the bench, sweet.

I grab her hand and tug her down from the table.

I will explain the rules of this game momentarily.

spanking bench

 

[monique_minx]

I feel the tickling sensation as the spur like tool reaches my foot, my toes curling instinctively before she removes it. I wait patiently as I hear her shuffling around the room, leaving me to only imagine what awaits me. I hear the scraping of wood and think she is moving furniture around, I twist my head a bit to try and see around the blindfold but it's utterly useless, I simply need to be patient and ultimately, surprised.

Ok my minx. Time for a little game.

I giggle softly imagining some erotic monopoly set up and shake my head stupidly as I feel her moving about and untying me. When the blindfold loosens, I shut my eyes tight and then slowly open them, allowing my eyes to adjust to the light. As she guides me to sit up, I look around and arch a brow curiously at the bench in front of the mirror.

We are going to the bench, sweet.

I nod and slip from the table, studying the bench carefully as I make my way to it on shaky legs with her assistance. Lying down for so long and being so aroused and blinded has made me less than coordinated but has not lessened by excitement in the least.

I will explain the rules of this game momentarily.

"Okay Miss Luna...I'm guessing the game doesn't involve dice." I say in a soft voice with a wry smile, alleviating my own curiosity for the moment with a little dry humour.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Okay Miss Luna...I'm guessing the game doesn't involve dice.

I grin at her words, and then motion her forward, waiting until she is just front of the bench.

I want you to squat for me, pretty.

I watch as she does so, noting just how far above they jutting toy her body is. Not very much, maybe a half inch or so, but it will provide me with all the leeway I need.

Back up pretty and squat again.

I turn away at that point and reach for my ropes. Once minxy is correctly positioned, I begin to tie her wrists, looping the rope through the eye bolts on the side until she can't move her upper body. I repeat the process on her ankles and then stand up, looking at her face and trying to gauge her comfort.

How long do you think you can hold this pose without sinking onto the toy, my minx?

 

[monique_minx]

I move in front of the bench and stop with her guiding hand. Looking at her for direction.

I want you to squat for me, pretty.

I nod and squat above the scarily large toy, my legs are trembling a little but otherwise I am relatively still.

Back up pretty and squat again.

I nod and sit up a little, shuffling back and squatting down again. I watch as she begins to restrain me again, I admit a little nervousness as I'm restrained above the little monster beneath me.

How long do you think you can hold this pose without sinking onto the toy, my minx?

"Ummm...a while I think Miss Luna..." I say a little uncertainly, shifting ever so slightly and feeling the toy barely brushing my slit which makes me tense up and hold myself up again.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Ummm...a while I think Miss Luna...

Good. Now watch yourself in the mirror, pretty.

With that I grab both floggers and begin to swirl them, getting the heft of each one before moving within striking distance of minxy.

I am going to decorate your back now, my minx. Try not to fall. If I notice your eyes closing at any point, I will push you down. Not sure just how much stretching will be needed to make him fit inside. Ready?

I don't wait for her response. Instead, I step back and begin the swirling motion, allowing the falls to strike her shoulders. I watch her face in the mirror, glancing up every once in a while from the thud of the floggers to check her eyes. Taking another step back I bring the floggers down to the center of her back, grinning as I see her legs begin to tremble harder.

How are you holding up, my minx?

 

[monique_minx]

I nod and my eyes lift to the me in the mirror, a little gasp at what I see there, me holding myself above a giant dildo and naked, strapped to the bench and pebbled with dry bloody droplets and marred with red welts. I shiver as I feel the breeze from the swirling floggers but my eyes never leave my reflection.

I am going to decorate your back now, my minx. Try not to fall. If I notice your eyes closing at any point, I will push you down. Not sure just how much stretching will be needed to make him fit inside. Ready?

I open my mouth to answer just as the first strike lands on my shoulder and I cry out in surprise, my legs trembling slightly. Now I prepare for it but the shaking in my legs continues. I'm almost annoyed that I can't prevent that and they tremble more as the flogger continues to strike. My eyes glued to those of my reflection's. I see her mouth open in a soft yelp and I see her moistening thighs as they're covered in arousal.

How are you holding up, my minx?

I whimper needily and swallow as I speak in a croaky tone, "F-fine Miss Luna."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

F-fine Miss Luna.

I laugh delightedly and drop both floggers to the floor. I can see her legs trembling so hard that she will fall without my help, especially if I don't set her loose. I choose not to. Instead, I walk in front of her, gazing into her wide eyes and smile.

You have pleased me, this day, my minx. I want nothing more than to taste you. However, my sadistic streak has not ended and so...well you will stay just the way you are. When your legs can no longer hold you...I guess you will slip down.

I reposition the toy so that it is aimed at the warm slit dripping moisture onto my bench. And then I kneel before her and lean forward, my tongue out to trace the nubbin of flesh I see peeking at me. I flick once, just my tongue tip and stop to ask...

You ready?

 

[monique_minx]

I hear the sound of the floggers hitting the floor, my eyes on the mirror as she circles to my front and blocks my view of my reflection.

You have pleased me, this day, my minx. I want nothing more than to taste you. However, my sadistic streak has not ended and so...well you will stay just the way you are. When your legs can no longer hold you...I guess you will slip down.

I whimper softly and gulp as I feel her moving the toy beneath me, it brushes my slit and I tremble even more. The desire to just let go is almost overwhelming but when she kneels down, my eyes bulge. I take a sharp breath as her tongue flickers out and makes contact with my sensitive clit. I whimper a little louder, a soft moan and I know my legs won't hold me much longer.

You ready?

I am near breaking point and I know it, ready to beg her for release but I also want to give her sadism it's full satisfaction and my masochism won't let me anyway. I nod quickly as though it will help and speak louder than I mean to.

Yes!

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I hear her almost yelped answer and I smile once more.

Good girl.

No other words are spoken. What else is there to say? Instead, I place my hands on her thighs, adding just a bit more pressure to her already precarious position and lean in, my mouth connecting to the top of her cunt with nary a moment's pause.

Her body is spastic and I hear the low moans and wordless cries each teasing tongue stroke elicits. I can also feel the trembling and her battle to stay, to hold the position, but I know she is losing. I am encouraging her slow slide into oblivion. Stopping for a moment, I apply more pressure until she is riding the tip of the thick, black toy beneath her. Finally, I return to my tongue lashing, swirling my tongue over the swollen bud, over and over again. All the while, my hands are pushing, my nails are tearing, and her moans are ever louder in my ears.

 

[monique_minx]

Good girl.

Famous last words is all I can think as her hands settle on my thighs, the pressure is going to be the end of me. Her mouth meets my mound as though she cannot wait and were she not eliciting such terrible, wonderful responses from me, I might even smile at that.

My moans increase with the vigour she is applying, the tempting of me is a distraction and I don't even realize the resulting slide of my body. I'm lowering! The tip of her terrifying, terrific toy starts to rub against my slit now, parting my folds and pressing against my dripping entrance. It wants to enter and I want it; as large and scary as it is...Luna is about driving me insane enough to make me want it. I want it to stretch me to oblivion, to tear me in half and sate my desires. I want it to impale me.

Her nails are ripping at my skin and I could care less, I want to take my own hands and press hers down harder. I can barely hear myself anymore, everything sounds the same and I finally feel the toy breaking the threshold of my warm and slippery entrance. I groan as barely an inch is inside and stretching me to insanity, Luna is offering a brilliant distraction to that pain though and the mix is unbelievable.

"Misssss Lunaaaa pleeeeaassee!!" I cry out, I can't take it anymore, I want to beg and plead with her, I want to tell her I'll do anything for my sweet release but my tongue is limited by my own need - ironic.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Misssss Lunaaaa pleeeeaassee!!

I stop the fast flick of my tongue and ease back, tightening my grip on minxy's upper thighs and pushing down.

You want to come for me, yes? Ok, pretty minxy, my minx. Take half of my toy, love. You can come when your cunt touches my hand.

With those words, I remove my right hand from her trembling thigh and wrap it around the slippery width of the toy, leaving about 5 inches for her to impale herself on. Tightening my grip with my left hand, I return to the tongue lashing of her super sensitive clit. The pace is jerky, as I don't want her to come until I feel her heat and wetness on my hand, but I stay there...focusing on that bit of flesh. Forcing her down, drawing her in, making her want. She will do what I ask. She can't fight it.

 

[monique_minx]

Her tongue lashing ceases but the pressure on my thighs is intense, she knows she's pushing me onto her monstrous toy and she knows she is driving me completely insane. But if anyone knows how to do that; it's Luna.

You want to come for me, yes? Ok, pretty minxy, my minx. Take half of my toy, love. You can come when your cunt touches my hand.

I'm somewhat confused, bowing my head to look at her hand and realizing it's gripping the toy someway down. I groan softly and throw my head back as I feel my legs slowly giving out on me, if I can't hold myself up, it will truly hurt. I slowly slide another inch in as her tongue returns to my clit and I continue my gentle slip into oblivion.

As her tongue makes fast and then slow motions, no pattern and in spite of arching into her mouth; I know I won't be able to cum; she's not letting me. I slide another inch and feel incredibly full already; I wonder how much further down her hand could possibly be?!

"Mi Dios!" I gasp in Spanish as another half inch is suddenly slipped inside as I lose my balance slightly. I know my legs will give out soon...it's just a matter of how many seconds I have left...

 

[Trinique_Fire]

you two write REALLY WELL together...it's a total pleasure to read (pun intended)

On that note, I'm just going to stick around here so I can have another round of Luna.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

My tongue finally settles into a steady rhythm just as I feel the first drip of wetness on my hand. There is heat and her voice is a hoarse, husky cry in the silence as she fights to stay upright. My left hand has relaxed. I don't want to damage her, I just want her to know that I captured and kept her here. Without thought, I slide my right hand up so that her wetness is touching the top of my hand.

I can hear her. A sobbing, almost violent ecstasy that she can't contain as I increase the flicking on her clitoris. My tongue has reached it's peak of movement, my left hand moving behind her to grasp her ass and pull her forward, keeping in time with the jerking of her hips. I have given her permission to spend. I just hope she can remember. She is quaking and I am glad that my hand is blocking her from sliding further. She is going to hurt when this is over. Raising my head, momentarily, I glance at her and whisper;

Now, my minx. Give me your wetness now.

Then I return to the flicker of tongue and suckling of her hard nubbin of flesh. Each touch is timed to coincide with her hip movements. I know she is close. The top of my hand is drenched and she is losing her mind, slowly...

 

[monique_minx]

I feel the touch of her hand as it slides up, I'm almost confused but I can't focus on it. Her tongue increases, flicking across my clit with fervour as I grind on the thick monster, thrusting my hips forward into her mouth in an automated response. It's testament to the effect she's having on my body as my eyes are wide open but I am lost to her; an instrument for her to play.

As her hand clamps down on my ass cheek, I cry out louder as she pulls me forward; the jerk causes the toy to rub violently over my g spot and I am almost completely out of it.

Now, my minx. Give me your wetness now.

Somewhere deep in my brain; her words register and as her tongue starts to fall into a pattern with my grinding, I realize I can't hold back anymore. My cries become screams of ecstasy as my body shudders violently, my legs give out and her hand is the only thing stopping me from completely impaling myself on the unbelievably large dildo.

My head is thrown back as my arms shiver; almost seizure-like in their bindings. My mouth open as though I cannot breathe, my fingers curling into tight fists as my entire form tenses up; entirely overcome by pleasure and release. I gasp sharply; the orgasm seemingly lasts forever until finally my heavy breathing starts to slow. A silent scream still reverberating inside my brain. I can't think to speak, I can't even remember what to do with my tongue as it slackens inside my mouth and my head drops forward again.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

She gushes for me, crying, screaming, convulsing. I flatten my tongue, riding it out, long, slow licks to soothe, not to titillate. I want to control her movements but I can't, not until I remove the dildo from her warmth. My right hand releases the globe of her ass cheek and moves downward to unsnap the base that keeps the toy anchored. Once I have it in my hand, I yank, keeping my left hand in place, so that she doesn't impale herself further. The toy falls to the floor and I stop, everything.

She is trembling, lost in her own body's response. I stand up and move quickly to untie her wrists and ankles so that she can collapse down onto the bench. Her eyes are still closed but I know I haven't caused real harm, her color is high and her breathing is fast and deep.

Eventually, I lift my minx into my arms and carry her to my bed, tumbling her into the deep folds before dropping down beside her. My hands touch and stroke her skin and my voice becomes a husky whisper as I talk her back to me. Her breathing soon calms.

Minxy, my minx, are you ok?

 

[monique_minx]

I barely realize that the toy has been loosened, when she removes it quickly; I gasp in shock. But before I know it, my restraints are gone and I am slumped over on the bench without a clue as to why or how. I feel her lifting my dead and spent weight to the bed, I moan and whimper as she whispers wonderful things into my ear, trying to bring me back to planet earth. My fast breathing has steadied and slowed enough, it's still very heavy but a lot calmer than it was.

My eyes slowly open and I look up at her, a shimmer of a smile on my red lips. I murmur softly, "Yesss...thank-thank you Miss Luna...just...trying to get...control...of me...again"

 

[Vail_Indigo]

*sneaking in, wondering if the Wolf will be stopping in*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Yesss...thank-thank you Miss Luna...just...trying to get...control...of me...again

I grin delightedly and run my nails along minxy's flesh, allowing myself to relax into her and my bed. My body is tired, worn and sore but for the nonce, I feel empty. No real rage that I need to direct, no sadness...just empty. I kiss minx's face, softly, tenderly and drop into sleep.

*Thank you, my minx, for playing.*

 

[dragonrazor]

*leaves a note on the wall for Luna, reminding her to post lots*