Wolven Den

In one realm, detained. In another?

Free to say hello to you, Luna, and hope that your Saturday is going as well as my own if not more so.
 
I enter slowly, head down as I am once again late. Knowing she is not wanting company, I don't stay long. I move to the table off to the side and place an envelope containing a single plain paddle. Engraved in the handle are two words. The gift itself is the question. I slip from the room just as quietly, hoping the next time I am in her Den, that her answer will be yes and my bottom will feel the pain of my gift.
 
The click of a key and then I step into my space. The gift from sweet scarlet is where I left it. I stride to the table and pick it up, smiling softly, happily. Opening my play room door, I turn on the lights and stride inside, checking for debris and mess from the last time I played here. The things I had used on Scarlet are still out. I clap my hands twice, briskly, and the mess disappears.

The room is cleaned. My eyes take in the gleam of wood~the toy chest, the spanking bench, the cross, my bed. I will not take Lily on my bed, I did not ask her lady for that right and anyway, I much prefer the idea of her~spread out, forced to stare into her own eyes, her body ravaged by the toy I am rigging up, even now.
 
Eyes dart nervously from side to side as I approach the Den. I pull my bottom lip between my teeth and knock tentatively. Mistress and Luna both know how timid I am and the warm flush that is spreading up my chest to my face is evidence of that timidity, but also belies the excitement that comes from being able to serve Luna as I serve Mistress. I press my hand to my belly to calm the butterflies that seem to have taken up residence and close my eyes briefly to center myself. I have served Luna before, but that was many years ago and in a different place. I hope she finds me pleassing today. To please both she and Mistress is my dream.
 
Eyes dart nervously from side to side as I approach the Den. I pull my bottom lip between my teeth and knock tentatively. Mistress and Luna both know how timid I am and the warm flush that is spreading up my chest to my face is evidence of that timidity, but also belies the excitement that comes from being able to serve Luna as I serve Mistress. I press my hand to my belly to calm the butterflies that seem to have taken up residence and close my eyes briefly to center myself. I have served Luna before, but that was many years ago and in a different place. I hope she finds me pleassing today. To please both she and Mistress is my dream.

After setting the room to my own specifications, I hurrry to the door and fling it open. Poor Lily. She looks so scared.

The grin that curves my lips upward is joyfilled. With a step forward I grasp her hand and tug her inside.

"I am pleased to see you here, darlin girl. Come on in...look around. There are only a few toys to be used on you today but I hope the results please you and your Lady"

With those words, I direct her gaze toward the modified spanking bench, the small crop, the mirror facing the bench...

"I will require you fully nude, sweetling and I will not do any thing until you give me a word to keep you safe."
 
As soon as the door opens and Luna reaches for my hand, exhilaration flows through me. A slow smile spreads even as the blush of nervousness remains on my cheeks. Entering the Den, Luna directs my attention to the arrangement of toys she has prepared. Mistress tells me she can read how aroused I am from the look on my face, and I am sure that is how I look now. My lips part slightly as a soft moan escapes. First I see the spanking bench and toy. I can feel the heat building between my legs. Then I see the crop and mirror. My eyes unfocus slightly as excitement tingles through me.

I obey Luna's command and disrobe quickly, hoping to be graceful as I move. Once nude, I turn to her, smile and say quietly, "Twilight, Luna. The word is twilight."
 
I smile, simply pleased to have her here. My eyes enjoy her quick stripping down, noticing the slightly shaky legs, the quick breathing, the flush in her cheeks. I hadn't played with her in forever but I do remember that the more intense something is, the redder she becomes.

With soft hands, I tug her toward my playroom, avoiding the bench for now, standing her in front of the mirror. I stand behind her, gazing at our reflections, smiling. My hand dangles a pretty set of clamps just before her eyes.


These are for your nipples, sweetling. So, pinch your nipples for me. Hard and then tug. Five times each. I am saving my fingertips for the next bit.

HUksy laughter

"Keep your eyes on the mirror, sweetness."
 
A quiet smile spreads as I sense Luna's delight in having me in her Den. I am honored to be here, thrilled that she and Mistress agreed that I may serve Luna tonight.

Facing the mirror I can see the blush that still colors my cheeks, the paleness of my skin making the blush look even darker.

I smile to see the clamps. I love the pinch on my nipples, the tightness as they squeeze me.

My eyes dart to Luna's before returning immediately to our reflection in the mirror, as I comply with her orders. My voice is soft. "Are they as heavy as they look?"
 
"Are they as heavy as they look?"

I hear her quiet question and debate telling her the truth...just as a jest...finally I admit that, "No darlin'. It has been so long that I couldn't remember your pain tolerances and wanted to err on the side of lightness rather than heaviness. The weights are very small, barely 2 oz. a piece. I just wanted the tug, not the pain."

With that explanation, I step before her and open the clamp. Teeth find and bite the left nipple first, hard, and then I add the clamp to the hardened nub, tugging it twice once I have tightened it to make sure it stays seated. I repeat the process on the right nipple and then step back.

Her breasts look lovely, full, firm, pale and lightly weighted. The black is a gorgeous contrast and the pale blue baubles add just a hint of pizzazz. I am pleased.


"Pretty"

Step closer, head raising until I can brush my lips over hers, before I bite down on her lower lip and TUG.

"Hands on the back of your neck, legs hip distance apart and squat for me, like you are going to sit in a chair but get stopped before you finish the movement. I need to judge your balance."
 
As she places the clamps on my nipples, I can't help but tip my head back as I exhale as that glorious pinch flows through me.

Her eyes roam over me as she takes in my naked body and the beads dripping from my nipples. I can tell she is pleased with what she sees and that makes me glow.

"Pretty."

Her word sends happy chills down my back .... to hear her praise, to know she approves, to know that Mistress will also be pleased.

I try unsuccessfully to swallow my whimper as she pulls my lower lip between her teeth. My eyes are on hers, respectful, but intent, as I assume the position she has directed. My hands lace on the back of my neck as I widen my step slightly. Squatting down and hoping the shaking of excitement doesn't make me lose my balance.
 
Stepping close, I circle her, checking her haunches, checking the position. I am planning on placing her over the toy this way and then adding pressure to sink her down...in increments. I need to be sure her legs will handle it without pain. Finally when I return to my original spot, I reach out and spread her nether lips with one hand, inserting two slightly crooked fingers with the other. My thumb presses on her clit, nail scraping that sensitve bit of flesh. This is an evaluation. Once I have her tied and squatting over the toy, she will have to hold her postion during quite a few things. I need to make sure she can.

My eyes lock with hers, the smile on my face, just as bright as when we started. My voice is huskier though, lower, as my inner Domme comes to the fore.


"Can you hold this comfortably, for at least 20 minutes while tied?"

Head cocks, tongue flicking out to taste my bottom lip.

"Don't fib to me, I can adjust my idea if needed."
 
My gaze follows her as she circles me. This is a moment that makes my heart race with happiness ... when Mistress observes, evaluates, examines. Now Luna is doing the same.

Soft purr turns into a groan as her fingers part my lips and slip inside of me. I am dripping already and hope this pleases her. My body reacts to such control and dominance quickly and extremely.

Her eyes on me as she asks if I can hold this position. I want so desperately to say yes, but I know I must be honest.

"I am not sure Luna. I can hold up my own weight for a while, but I am not sure, depending what else you will expect of me." My chin tips down as I speak so I am looking up at her through thick eyelashes.
 
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