Wolven Den

Hears a knock on my door. With a smile I turn from my Darkness and open the door.

Hello scarlet...
 
I look up at her, my hands resting on my thighs, my eyes burning with need.

Hello Miss Luna
 
Raising scarlet's head with a fingertip, I smile down at her.

Come with me, sweet one.
 
Of course

I rise up, eyes taking in the others in the room before dropping down as I follow her into the room.
 
Taking her hand, I lead her to the back room. Turning with a smile, I blow kisses to those in the main room and lead her through the door.

Once you enter here, my scarlet, there will be no running away. Are you fine with this?
 
I hold her hand in mine, enjoying the warmth of her touch. A wicked grin spreads across my soft pink lips, a hint of fang peeking out.

I like when you chase me...but yes I am fine with it.
 
Good...I pull her through the door and allow it to close behind me. With no further words, I turn her toward me, and grasp her hair. Pulling, I make her kneel before me, giving her a sharp slap across the cheek.

You are here...and I am glad of it...

another slap, opposite cheek, hard enough to make my hand sting

But you have forgotten your place, my sweet red one...
 
I'm still smiling when I enter the room, hearing the door close behind me. My eyes widen, gasping at the sharp pain in my scalp. I drop down at her urging, my knees slamming into the floor. Pain flares in my face and I try to pull back, her grip keeping me still for the next slap. My cheeks throb as I stare up at her in shock, my eyes watering.

I'm sorry, Miss Luna. I'll try harder. my voice trembles a bit
 
Dragging her behind me, toward the bench, her hair still gripped tightly in my hand.

I know you are sorry, my scarlet, I know you will try harder. I did warn you.

Pulling her up, motioning toward the bench.

Over it, hands on top, thighs spread...
 
I struggle to keep up, crawling quickly across the floor. My eyes fall on the bench and I'm suddenly very nervous. I pull back for a moment, wondering just how far she will take me tonight.

Not wanting to anger her, I crawl over toward the bench, getting into position with my trembling thighs spreading wide.
 
I watch her, noting her trembling form. She is really shook. I am gladdened by that. I have always been soft and sweet...but she doesn't want that...and I don't want to give that to her. Not now. She needs to remember why I am...WHO I am.

We will start slow, my sweet one.

Grabbing a plain leather strap, half inch wide...

From your shoulders down to the tops of your thighs. I will not quit until you are red. Ready?
 
I look over my shoulder at her, the look in her eyes sends shivers through me. My sex clenches hard at the sight of the strap and I turn back quickly, my hands gripping tight.

Yes, Miss Luna. I am ready.

My eyes close, listening, waiting for the first hit, the flare of pain and heat.

Please...I whisper
 
The first hit echoes around my room, a crack of sound that makes me flinch. I am striking vertically and the next few strikes land side by side, from shoulders to the top of her ass. I move, heading to her side, and switch hands, landing the next few at an angle and harder. I stop, my mouth by her ear, hand going to her hair, grasping, twisting, yanking...

Please you say? Please what, my scarlet?

I drop her head and move again, back to laying the strap across her skin. Each mark progressively harder, each swing, progressively stronger..until I am whaling on her flesh. My body is covered in a fine film of sweat by the time I drop the strap and reach between her spread thighs to plunge two fingers, knuckle deep, into her heat...

Answer me.

The other hand searches for her clit...pinching it, hard.
 
The first hit takes me by surprise and I cry out as the pain flares in my bottom. Heat immediately rushes up, making my skin throb, echoing in my moist sex. Each hit of the strap has me writhing against the bench. The pain builds quickly, heat pounding through my body. My lips part, moaning at the grip in my hair.

My voice is lost, unable to speak, feeling the hits tearing through me. I whimper loudly, wanting to beg her to stop but not wanting it to end either. My pussy aches with need, my juices slipping down my thighs. I moan loudly, my body tensing as I feel her fingers slam into me.

Please...I want this...want to cum for you.

My hips buck against the pain in my clit, pleasure slamming into me, threatening to spill me over the edge.

I need it, please, Miss Luna
 
I release her clit and remove my fingers from her sex. Grabbing her hair, I tug lightly.

Stand up, my scarlet.

My voice lowers, to a husky alto...a low growl throbbing beneath my words

And what if I say, I don't want you to cum for me? Hm? What if I just want to push you and push you, until you cry? Is that acceptable, too?


A steady look, eyes focusing solely on her face, hands reaching for her shoulders, pressing her to the floor.

I am not your play thing, sweetness. I am NOT your fantasy, sweet. You have forgotten, I think. Your absence has made you....forgetful.
 
I whimper loudly, so very close when she pulls from me, leaving my sex aching for release. My legs are shaking as I stand, my hands straight down at my side. Her growl shivers down my spine, my eyes glazed over as I stare into her eyes.

I...yes...yes that is acceptable.

dropping down from the weight of her hands, I realize I have forgotten my place, my head dropping down.

It has, Miss Luna. I've been away too long. Please...shivering as I realize what I'm about to say. please remind me.
 
*writes out a good night note and leaves it on Luna's desk, then bows, and vanishes*
 
I kneel before her, my eyes focusing on her face..

That is what I am doing, sweet one. I AM reminding you.

Leaning forward, I catch her bottom lip between sharp white teeth and tug...once and again. Another push, until she is flat on her back, on the floor. Hands go to her thighs, pulling her legs far apart.

Hold your legs wide and up in the air, sweet.
 
Yes, Miss Luna.

My lips part as she leans in, my eyes widening at the first tug. I strain not to move, feeling her teeth once more. A small yelp and I'm flat on my back, her hands hot on my thighs as she spreads me wide.

I close my eyes, shivering as I raise my legs, my hands reaching out to hold them open for her. My eyes squeeze tight, afraid to look, hoping I am pleasing to her.
 
I rock back on my heels, studying her graceful lines, her thighs open, her moist cunt, calling to me...

Luckily for you, I can't hold out...

Leaning down, touch tongue tip to hardened girl flesh, the little knot of nerves needing me...A flick, again.

You will cum for me, yes?

No time to hear her answer, I am hungry and she will feed me. Lips fasten to her, tongue teasing, flicking, fast then slow. Three fingers, Inside her heat, curled upward, slamming in and out, fast, furious, to match the speed of my tongue. Her legs are still up but I can feel the minute tremors that wrack her frame...she will give me what I want...soon
 
My head drops back, thankful that she wants me to have my release. I gasp at the touch of her tongue, struggling not to push my hips up, knowing it is her will that will allow me pleasure.

I tremble with the need to pull her into me, wanting to give her my submission. Before I can respond I feel her tasting me. My eyes flash open, her fingers almost pulling me up off the floor. I moan loudly, my sex burning with each thrust of her fingers, flick of her tongue.


Miss Luna...yes...I will

I start to tremble, the pleasure building fast until I explode as she works me expertly. My back bows, muscles tensing as wave after wave of heat washes over me until I drop down, spent, gasping loudly.
 
I slow my motions, slow my hand and tongue, suckling her wetness like the sweetness that it is. A low growl, happy. Replete. I sit up, my hand reaching for her hand. I pull her up, wrapping strong arms around her, hands soothing, stroking.

I missed you, red one. I missed you. Now do you remember?
 
Another tremor takes me as she continues drinking me down. I try to catch my breath, my eyes opening to see her reaching for me. My hand clutches hers and I curl against into her heat, panting softly, my body still spasming.

I moan softly, nuzzling against her neck, my hands sliding around her.


I have missed you, my...Miss Luna. Yes, I remember. I will not forget again.

My body still throbs from the delicious pain she inflicted, already aching for more.
 
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