Wolven Den

[Britwitch]

I let out a quiet hiss as the clamp slowly takes hold. It doesn't hurt as much as my mind thought it would. It is undoubtedly stimulating though. I fidget and yelp softly as you tug the clamp before attaching another clamp to my other nipple. My back arching a little, trying in vain to ease the delicious pressure upon the small nubs of flesh.

I smile at your words

I am....honestly...it's...

I pause looking for the right word

...it's strange but...but I like it...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Low, wicked laughter...

I figured you would, pretty Witchling. Let me know if the pressure becomes too much. Eventually, it will numb a bit...but if it doesn't~ you say so, I will fix it. Now then, arms up. Time to bind you, baby love.

Don't want you to wriggle away from the next bit.

Waiting, watching as she raises her arms.

Gonna position you the right way. Your arms need to align with the cross beams. I wanted you seated because if your legs go weak I can't catch you and unbind you at the same time. I am awesome...but NOT that awesome.

Picking up the rope I tie your left wrist to the beam, using a slip knot and keeping it fairly loose. Repeating my action with the right wrist takes but a further minute and you are done. Quick fingers remove your blind...now you can see yourself in the mirror~bound and slightly chained, black links running between your pale breasts

Yummy...I want you to watch this next part...

I pick up the little shiny wheel that looks a bit like a spur

We are gonna trace your pretty flesh with this...I want to see the red marks. Feels kinda prickly...can draw blood if not used correctly...like a needle. Ready?

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Scene halted until next time. Please do not post here until we resume. Thank you....

 

[Britwitch]

Time to bind you, baby love. Don't want you to wriggle away from the next bit.

Without the slightest trace of hesitation, I raise my arms above my head. Gasping as the motion moves my breasts and the clamps latched onto my nipples. The turgid peaks tingling and throbbing but the discomfort is rapidly lessening. I feel the smooth coolness of the rope as you bind my wrists. The rope tight but gentle, firm but not frightening.

The blindfold leave my eyes and for a second I can’t quite focus but then my eyes fall on the sight of the mirror and the reflection on its surface. I blush to see myself in such a position. Rope around my wrists, keeping me in such a vulnerable attitude. But it’s the sight of the clamps and their connecting chain that makes me squirm slightly and causes the heat on my cheeks to increase. To see such a thing decorating my body, manipulating my body, pinching my sensitive nipples affects me almost as much as the clamps themselves have done.

Yummy...I want you to watch this next part...

Your words tear my eyes from the mirror’s surface to the small wheel in your fingers. An eyebrow arching as I take in the tiny, pinpoint like spikes.

We are gonna trace your pretty flesh with this...I want to see the red marks. Feels kinda prickly...can draw blood if not used correctly...like a needle. Ready?

Once again I am restricted to just nodding as my stomach tightens with anticipation. My skin already rippling with gooseflesh and you have yet to touch it. Whether it’s the way you speak of tracing my flesh or of marking it that sends a thrill through my sex I can’t say.

I am, I’m ready…

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I am, I’m ready…

Kneeling before you, eyes trained on lush flesh that trembles slightly. My hand reaches out, the shiny wheel barely touching the top of a foot. I press down and roll it along. Over a foot, up the front of your leg, over the knee. Then down, switching the wheel to the opposite hand, moving to the other foot and beginning again, until there are small pin prick red marks on both lower legs. There is wetness and warmth pooling between my thighs, hidden behind the thongs I have never removed. My eyes catch yours.

You ok?

I want to wait for your response, but can't. Instead, I scoot just a bit closer and continue running the wheel over your flesh. Thigh and belly, two unbroken red lines. My eyes stay locked to your face, only glancing away every now and again to make sure that I haven't broken skin, that your flesh remains unblooded. An empty hand reaches up, tugging at the chain that dangles so becomingly between your breasts, pulling lightly. Your nipples harden even more, if that is possible. I can feel the grin that turns my mouth upward....

 

[Britwitch]

A gasp that seems to linger, lips parted, eyes a little wider than previously, as the prickling sensation rises up my foot and up the front of my leg. Squirming as it reaches my knee, fingers wiggling above my head. Then a soft whine as it starts again on the other foot. My eyes fixed on your face, flushing as your eyes meet mine.

You ok?

Before I can reply the prickling resumes, higher now, up my thighs and stomach. Something of a yelp this time. Mouth open wider now, eyes bright as the sensations affect me more than I would have expected. I can feel my sex, between my spread thighs, tingling and throbbing with an ever increasing need.

A tug on my aching nipples brings me back from the feeling between my legs and forces my eyes back to your face. My back arching away from the cross as I whimper, my hard nipples straining deliciously against the clamps.

The smile on your lips has just as much effect as your toys. My heart starts to pick up the pace, anticipation of what might follow, a need to experience anything and everything you want to do with me...to me...

I try to reply to your question but a long, low moan is all I can manage.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I hear the moan and drop the wheel. My eyes skim your frame, making sure you are all in one piece. Your skin is perfect, not bleeding, only dotted with little pin pricks of red. My eyes travel upward, stopping at your overly hardened nipples and the clamp and chain that constricts them and binds them together. I give another tug and stand up.

We need ice.

With no further ado, I move to the low table, hand grabbing the bowl that has miraculously filled with long, cold, ice cubes. I grab two more pieces of silken rope and return to your side, my voice pitched husky and low to ask you...

Do you mind if I spread your legs just a bit further? I need better, easier access. And the seat you are on is adjustable.

 

[Britwitch]

Another gasp as the chain is tugged, a gasp that descends into a moan as the hardened peaks of my breast throb.

We need ice.

It's only then I notice that yours hands have discarded the pointy little wheel. The mention of ice makes every muscle in my body tense for a fleeting moment. I watch as you move to collect the new items you desire, every movement so graceful and yet powerful. I feel like I could watch you for hours.

Do you mind if I spread your legs just a bit further? I need better, easier access. And the seat you are on is adjustable.

My thighs have already widened before you've finished asking. A shy smile on my lips.

No...I don't mind...at all...

Blushing a little as I feel a little of the built up excitement leak from my sex in the process.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

No...I don't mind...at all...

Good.

Using the winch to the left of the side of the cross, I reposition the seat so that your legs are wide spread. I kneel by your side, my hands flicking to tie your ankles to the cross beam. Your legs are open, inner thighs glistening with moisture. I finally have you exactly where I want you.

Do you know what I am gonna with this?

My hands lift the bowl until your eyes catch it. Fingers pluck a ice cube and twirl it...

I figure you are hot, could use a bit of a cool down...so I am going to cool you down.

No more words, instead I scoot until I am between your thighs. Using one hand, I spread your nether lips further apart and then I insert one of those long cold ice cubes into your heat.

Clench your inner walls and hold it there, pretty Witchling.

Another bit of ice, tracing your nipples. They get harder, turning a dusky rose color at the tips. A tug, just a bit harder than before. My eyes fly to your face...

You ok?

 

[Britwitch]

It's a little strange feeling the seat beneath me move, the support moving further apart, taking my thighs with them. The slipping of rope around my ankle reminds me of the potential precarious position I am now in. Hands and feet bound, there is no escape...although escape is the last thing on my mind as you look me.

Do you know what I am gonna with this?

Possibilities fly through my mind as I shake my head, the smooth, wet ice in you fingers making me shiver.

I figure you are hot, could use a bit of a cool down...so I am going to cool you down.

There is a sharp intake of breath as the cold ice glide inside me. My legs tense but don't go anywhere, the bindings around my ankles doing their job. My hips fidget as much as they can, feeling the strange, heady combination of the ice and the heat inside me. I can already feel the ice melting a little, dripping back out of my sex. Each droplet making me whimper.

Clench your inner walls and hold it there, pretty Witchling.

Obediently I do as I'm told, tensing my internal muscles to hold the slippery length of ice within me. Groaning in the process before another intake of breath stops the sound. This time it's caused by the ice pressing against my sensitive nipples.
My back arching even more, hands forming fists above my head.
My breathing becomes shallower, quicker.

Then a soft yelp as you tug, with a shade more power behind the movement. My eyes lock onto yours. The action sends a thrill through me that I can't explain. To know that I'm helpless and yet feeling perfectly safe. That you could do anything to me, anything at all, in this position and yet that thought is far from frightening...it's more exciting than I can begin to express...

You ok?

Mmm, yes...definately, yes...

The words are breathy and slightly trembling, but the truth. In fact, I'm more than ok, but I am sure you can tell that for yourself. I'm aching for you to tug again, despite the discomfort it causes, the tremor it sends through me is more than worth it.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Mmm, yes...definately, yes...

I figured as much, Witchling.

Another, sharper tug on the chain. Ice cube travels from nipple to nipple before sliding down over belly flesh, ending up just above your clit. I stop it there, swirling the melty coldness against your heat and hardened girl flesh. My eyes watch you, loving the color that rises under your skin, and the way you try not to gasp or yelp...or moan.

There is wetness pooling beneath you and I know it won't take long. Your body is almost on edge, just waiting for that one thing to push you over. I decide to to give you that one thing.

Time to set your nipples free. Once the clamps are removed, feeling will rush in. Breathe through the sharp pain, ok?

I push the second melting ice cube into your heat to free my hands. Then I go to work, releasing the clamps quickly. My mouth captures your left nipple with teeth and heat as my fingers tug and pull on your right one. I can feel the beginnings of tremors beneath your skin. Endorphin rush...

Ready??

No time. Head dips further, until a warm tongue can trace the hidden pearl of your clit. Hands spread lips and tongue moves to flatten there, at that spot, covering you with heat and moisture. Tongue flicker...once and again before speeding up. Two fingers from my right hand, slip inside and rotate.

 

[Britwitch]

I figured as much, Witchling.

A louder yelp this time, slightly longer, as the chain is pulled. Then heavier breathing as the ice cub continues to torment my nipples. The sensitive flesh almost pulsing.

As the cold travels lower and finds my clit the breath catches in my throat and my body freezes. The sensation of the ice against that particular spot making my hips twitch as much as the position will allow. A whine, needy, pleading, no words but begging all the same.

Time to set your nipples free. Once the clamps are removed, feeling will rush in. Breathe through the sharp pain, ok?

My nod preceeds a whimper as the ice joins what's left of the first cube inside me.
The feeling as the clamps are removed is not what I was expecting...not that I really knew what to expect. At first there is relief that the pressure gone but that is fleeting. There is a tingling, prickling pain as the blood rushes back. You teeth and fingers distract me for the most part, making me cry out as my sex spasms involuntarily around the rapidly melting ice.

Ready??

I barely register the question before feeling your tongue against my clit. My legs strain, hands pulling, wanting to pull you nearer, so close to slipping over the edge.

Then a groan, wanton and hungry as fingers push inside and I fall...crying out as my body shudders and bucks, uncontrollable, unstoppable...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

A low groan, a sharp growl, as your body releases everything...all at once. It is a good thing that I have you tied, other wise I would worry about you trying to escape. My fingers slam inward before rapidly withdrawing, again and again, tongue tip moving with lightening speed. Wetness floods the seat.

I slow down as your body trembles and shivers and bucks against my mouth and fingers. My own body has reached it's own precipice and fallen over, so that wetness covers my thong and slides down my inner thighs. I can never make anyone understand the joy I get from this, from controlling and teaching and teasing. Doesn't make sense unless a person truly knows me.

A puff of warm air, another. I lean back, resting my ass on my heels, my eyes going to your face, my hands sliding away until you are alone, your body trembling and empty on the seat of my cross.

How was that, Witchling?

 

[Britwitch]

I have no control over the sounds that leave my lips as your fingers and mouth continue to push my body higher and higher. Almost thrashing against the ropes.

When eventually I come back down to earth and your face swims back into focus I greet it with a hazy smile. My body is tired, held up purely by the ropes around my wrists. My sex is aching from the pleasure that has run through it, feeling strangely empty now that the ice and your fingers have departed but incredibly satisfied.

The flush to your cheeks and the look in your eyes tells me that you have enjoyed what has been shared as much as I and that makes my smile widen further still.

How was that, Witchling?

More wonderful than I can tell you...thank you...I...it was everything I could have hoped for, and more...

I lean back against the cross, still open, still bound, but so at ease to be with you like this...it feels oddly right...

...thank you, again...am I right to hope you enjoyed it as much as I...?

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

...thank you, again...am I right to hope you enjoyed it as much as I...?

A wide, wicked grin, eyes lighting up. My hand slides downward, touching the wetness that has gathered in my panties before bringing the wetness to your lips.

You could say that, pretty Witch.

Fingers move quickly, untying wrists and ankles. Then I stand up, tugging you to your feet, arms wrapping around you to bring you close to me so that I can capture your mouth with my own. Softness, sweetness. A nip of a bottom lip with sharp white teeth. Another. Finally, I release you.

Thank you for this, Witchling...feels like I was in limbo forever, so glad you were here to break it with me...

a wink, wicked laughter

 

[Britwitch]

You could say that, pretty Witch.

A sigh as you let me taste you...just a taste...but wonderful all the same...
I sit still as you release me, clinging to you slightly as weak legs regain their feeling. Returning your kiss, trying to show you how much I enjoyed our time together. A giggle and yelp as you nip.

Thank you for this, Witchling...feels like I was in limbo forever, so glad you were here to break it with me...

You weren't alone...I felt like we might never be able to finish what we had started so promisingly...

A kiss of my own, soft and gentle.

...but you are always worth the wait...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

a slap of a beautifully proportioned bum, another nibble of pretty pink lips

Off with you, sweet Witchling. My night is almost done and your day has just begun...

A wink

Not to worry, I shall find you again...soon enough.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

And now the Den has returned to it's regular commotion....open for those who have their invites....and those who want one...eventually....

 

[Leopald]

Slips in silently, leaving a note about a certain replied thread for the Wolf, then slips back out just as quietly.

 

[dragonrazor]

And now the Den has returned to it's regular commotion....open for those who have their invites....and those who want one...eventually....

*gives Luna a gentle swat on the rear, then darts away laughing dragony*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Slips in silently, leaving a note about a certain replied thread for the Wolf, then slips back out just as quietly.

*reads the note and then saunters off to read the aforementioned thread*

*gives Luna a gentle swat on the rear, then darts away laughing dragony*

*takes the swat with a grin*

 

[TheScarletBlade]

Regular commotion? I wonder what irregular commotion is....

 

[dragonrazor]

*reads the note and then saunters off to read the aforementioned thread*



*takes the swat with a grin*

How goes?

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Still on over nights dragon kin...*le sigh*

puts the pen down and looks up from her first post...

Gotta check the thread with PB...

picks the pen back up

 

[dragonrazor]

Still on over nights dragon kin...*le sigh*

puts the pen down and looks up from her first post...

Gotta check the thread with PB...

picks the pen back up

oooo, VERY nice new ava, Luna.