Wolven Den

Slips in quietly, seeing my Lady napping so sweetly. Needing her, I curl up next to her, sighing as her scent surrounds me.
 
My sweet red one and I reappear in the entrance room of my Den. Eyes feast on her, gobbling up her presence.

C'mon.

I tug her into the back room, after unlocking it and direct her to the side of my bed.

Strip, please. Then up on the bed. Arms above your head, wrists together. Legs open, knees brought as close to your chest as you can comfortably manage.

Turning away to find long lengths of shibari rope
 
I follow quickly, my eyes sliding over her, loving the new do as I move to the side of her bed. Nodding, I stroke the heart on my clasp before slipping the cloak from my shoulders and setting it to the side, leaving me bare but for my collar and cuffs.

Climbing onto the bed, I move my hands as she asked but hesitate just a moment before slowly raising my legs. The position leaves me open and exposed, my sex moistening at the thought of her seeing me like this. My eyes follow her as she turns away, trembling in anticipation.
 
Turning toward her a photo held loosely in one hand, two long lengths of rope held in the other.

"When you have real time to play, I want to bind you up, pretty, like this. As is, because I don't want to tire you, I am going to skimp on the rope to get what I want...you open, unprotected and bound, on my bed...."

Moving closer, I lean in and brush a soft kiss over her mouth before tugging her bottom lip between sharp white teeth. Once I release her lip, I straighten up and debate the proper way to tie knees to wrists...

"This could take a moment."

First, I bind her wrists together, looping the red rope around both of them, three times. A slip knot to anchor it before trailing the rope down the right side of her body. The rope is looped there as well, twice, and I return the leading edge to her wrists.

The secong rope goes cross ways, looping over the original binding of the wrists. I check the tightness with a fingertip before repeating the process on the other side with her left leg. Now she is immobile and held spread for inspection.


"Pretty."
 
I shiver as I look at the picture, my breath coming faster at the thought of her binding me to use as she wishes. My eyes take in the rope, wondering how rough it will feel on my soft skin. I can't help but tremble as she kisses me, the sharp pull on my lip closes my eyes.

Almost whimpering when she pulls back, I look up at her as she stares down at me. I remain silent as she words, her sure movements bring a smile to my lips. Of course, my arms pull, testing the ropes and finding them tight around my wrists. I watch as she secures my legs open wide, my pink sex glistening from my arousal.


Thank you, my Lady. I am glad you approve. My voice is soft as I try to think about what she will do to me now.
 
Soft smile at her words, my eyes gleaming.

"This next bit may seem like it's for you. It's not. It's for me."

Slipping out of my clothes, I clamber up on the bed, positioning myself between her spread thighs. I can see wetness, glistening on the inner pink folds and my mouth waters. I want to taste.

Curling two fingers slightly, I slip them inside tight wetness, nails scraping the top wall of her tunnel. Head dips and sharp teeth drag across the nubbin of flesh that peers at me from beneath it's hiding place.
 
"Yes, my Lady," I replay, my eyes devour her body as each inch of flesh is revealed. My eyes drop as she moves toward my dripping sex, knowing she can see it clearly. I moan softly as her fingers slide easily into me, my muscles tightening around her at the pain, my sex coating her with my arousal.

My back arches as best it can in my confines as pain and heat flare through me. I bite down the cry that struggles to escape, my legs shaking, trying to squeeze closed but unable to move more than an inch.

I watch as she does as she wishes, my body on fire, knowing it will be more pain than pleasure. My sex tightens hard, wanting every bit of the pain she will give to me.
 
A third finger joins the other two and begins a brisk rhythm, slamming in and out in cadence with the biting and nipping I do of soft flesh and hardened clitoris. She is writhing. I can feel her~jerking, needing more. I curse the fact that I only have two hands and then remember. I am only using one right now. The second hand rises, scraping sharp nails over pale flesh until it settles on her breast. Fingers grip a nipple, twisting, yanking, pulling. I come up for air, raising my head enough to look at her.

"How long, sweetling before you could come for me like this? THAT is what I want."

My hands stay busy in both spots~fingers slamming inward, nails scraping inner walls, the other yanking, twisting, scratching....
 
I groan loudly as her fingers stretch my sex, my juices dripping as I struggle to push back against her thrusting. Her hot breath caresses my skin as she sends jolts of painful pleasure through me. When I feel the stinging of her nails along my breast, I cry out. My whimpers add to the soft moans she pulls from me, my nipples throbbing with each rough touch.

"Please...not long, my Lady."

I moan as the pleasure continues to build. My body thrashing against her binds, wanting to give her what she wants, needing to please her. My eyes watch as she torments my breasts, seeing the bright red welts forming. I gasp loudly as she uses the soft flesh of my sex as she will until finally my screams echo off the walls. My back arches against the ropes and I cum for her, coating her thrusting fingers, my mind gone as I ride the pleasure she gives me.
 
Husky laughter as I feel gushing warmth, tongue dipping to taste. Slipping off the end of the bed, I reverse the process of untying her....moving quickly. When she is unbound, I lift her slightly and kiss her deeply.

Good girl. VERY good girl. Go to bed, love. I hope to see you tomorrow, but if I don't? Thank you for tonight.

No other words as I pick up her cloak and cover her with it....sending her intp the RW with one last soft touch...
 
~walks in, leaving a tray of sugar cookies, then scurries into her room to play with her toys, leaving her door open to visitors.*
 
Enters quietly, fully rested and hopeful as I take a seat on the cushion in the corner. Waving to the one I don't know.

Hello there.
 
*slips in looking for Luna, but finds Scarlet* Afternoon.

*nods at the guy whom he hasn't come up with a nickname for*
 
*slips in looking for Luna, but finds Scarlet* Afternoon.

*nods at the guy whom he hasn't come up with a nickname for*

Looks at Dragon with a raised eyebrow.

The guy? What, did you forget my name all of a sudden? Am I not a friend anymore?

Looks back at Scarlet.

Good to meet you to.
 
You may have to keep looking, at least for now, my dear.

Peeking over at Avellan And...what are you?
 
You may have to keep looking, at least for now, my dear.

Peeking over at Avellan And...what are you?

Gives her a small smile.

Well no one has a name for me when I`m.. well in my other form and not in this form, but many call me "The Monster".

Looks at his hand and small tendrils of black smoke snake around it.

But I`m no monster... unless someone pisses me off.
 
I shiver at the sight of the smoke, looking up at him with a small smile.

I will try hard not to do that.
 
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