Yeishia's Bedroom - Located in The Vassal Academy Club - By invitation only please!

I smile at the efficiency of My Slave at following my command. I reach down and cup her chin, guiding her to her feet so I can give her a greeting kiss.

To the bed, Slave, and on your back.

As I watch her lay herself on the bed, I remove my shirt as I look at the setting that yeishia has for her room.

Hmmmm... this setting will be fine for what I have in mind.
 
I smile at the efficiency of My Slave at following my command. I reach down and cup her chin, guiding her to her feet so I can give her a greeting kiss.

To the bed, Slave, and on your back.

As I watch her lay herself on the bed, I remove my shirt as I look at the setting that yeishia has for her room.

Hmmmm... this setting will be fine for what I have in mind.

I lay down on my back gazing at my Master

" I am glad you like it Sir," I smile

My mind going over all of the exciting possibilities his word invoke!
 
Taking hold of yeishia's ankles, I gently part her legs as wide as they can go. I slowly crawl up, letting my beard rub the insides of her legs as I move towards the goal, the apex of her legs.

How is My Slave, this day?

My tongue brushes the surrounds of her already warm sex, and I listen to the responses as I move ever closer to the blooming flower of her womanhood.
 
Taking hold of yeishia's ankles, I gently part her legs as wide as they can go. I slowly crawl up, letting my beard rub the insides of her legs as I move towards the goal, the apex of her legs.

How is My Slave, this day?

My tongue brushes the surrounds of her already warm sex, and I listen to the responses as I move ever closer to the blooming flower of her womanhood.


Hmmm
I groan my mood improving....... in rapid degrees

He stretches my legs almost to full splits and exposes my vulnerability to his desire and wants.

He wants to tease his slave , he wants to drive her insane!!

I feel the torturous path of his beard firing the neurons along my sensitive inner thighs..

I feel his hot demanding breath on my very core.

I arch upwards trying to touch his mouth.. his lips... any part that I can maybe reach



""Master....please your slave had missed you!"
 
I finally let my tongue start working the soft, warm folds. After an initial pass, I draw them into my mouth, squeezing them with just the lips before releasing them. Moans and groans of delight escape my lips as I start to delve deeper into the normally hidden recesses of her centre of joy and please.

Firstly, I find her pearl, slowly peeking from under the hood of skin that normally keeps it hidden and safe. My tongue caresses it softly, gently announcing it has been found, treating it a slow introduction of what is to follow. My hands snake around her legs, pinning her hips to to the bed to stop her hips from bucking too much.
 

As he sucks me in I feel a tremor right down to my very soul fueled by the sounds I hear mingling with my own barely heard mews of pure delight.

A teasing forage into my depths and he has found the apex to the center of my pleasure zones. The smallest caress of his dexterous tongue is enough to send me souring upward pushing against his mouth and feeling the steel bands which are his hands restricting my hips; demons withholding the pleasure which I so desperately seek!!!
 

As he sucks me in I feel a tremor right down to my very soul fueled by the sounds I hear mingling with my own barely heard mews of pure delight.

A teasing forage into my depths and he has found the apex to the center of my pleasure zones. The smallest caress of his dexterous tongue is enough to send me souring upward pushing against his mouth and feeling the steel bands which are his hands restricting my hips; demons withholding the pleasure which I so desperately seek!!!

After the slow initial contact , my tongue started to be more bold and rough in the dealings with the hardened nub. Stronger, faster lashings were delivered, the nub was flicked. When pausing to let the tongue have a rest, the nub was sucked and gently pressured between the teeth.

I move down to the other point of joy and pleasure, testing the boundaries of the seal that protects the soft warm cavern beyond. My hands tighten their grip on yeishia as I feel her buck and strain against my attentions. The nectar that her body is releasing is lapped up eagerly.

I lift my head to gaze at yeishia's face.


You may cum, My Slave.
 

"Fuck I cannot stand it,"


I scream unsure if I am echoing simply into my mind or the room beyond!

"Cum?"


No second heeding needed.....

I simply explode.... my atoms joining the celestial heavens posing as reality at the apex of my bed.......
 
I slowly stand up, watching in delight as yeishia succumbs to her body's natural response to my actions. I wait until her personal earthquake has passed before I continue to shed the remainder of my clothing.

I slowly climb back into the bed, and over the prone yeishia


Now to make this place worthy of the one that claim it as her own.

Leaning down, I claim yeishia's mouth in a long, deep passionate kiss, our tongues dancing upon the dazzling floor that is yeishia's mouth. While the oral exchange takes place, I lower my body, trapping the evidence of how I think of my Slave between our bodies.
 
I slowly stand up, watching in delight as yeishia succumbs to her body's natural response to my actions. I wait until her personal earthquake has passed before I continue to shed the remainder of my clothing.

I slowly climb back into the bed, and over the prone yeishia


Now to make this place worthy of the one that claim it as her own.

Leaning down, I claim yeishia's mouth in a long, deep passionate kiss, our tongues dancing upon the dazzling floor that is yeishia's mouth. While the oral exchange takes place, I lower my body, trapping the evidence of how I think of my Slave between our bodies.

His mouth and tongue merging with mine is absolute torture.....

As iI feel the evidence of his desire pressing into the apex of my thighs..

I push upwards heedless... if it is his desire...or my wanton need?

propelling me onwards.......
 
The soft music wafts across the room, helping to focus the mind on the beauty of the moment, the soft, ethereal qualities that separates mere coupling from mind shattering sharing of souls through their mortal shells. The soft lighting of the surrounds adds its delicate brush to the canvas of the visual display. The play of light, shadow and colour enhancing the scenery, and those within, to near perfection.

The soft sounds of lips and tongues engaged in one of the oldest dances cracks through the room, along with the rhythmic cadence of breaths taken deeply in the moments shared.

The bodies shift slowly, another of the oldest dances about to commence. The lithe body underneath undulating to enjoin with the other dancer. The dominant leader of the dance leads his partner, teasing her and tempting her as the music within them both grows in volume.

Soon, she is where and how he desires, and he takes the first steps in the dance, plunging deeply into her offered body, driving deep within the well prepared vessel. A loud, long sigh escapes his lips though the continuing oral dance. Using his full weight, and position, he leads her back to the soft confines of the bed, shifting to allow the dancers to hear the music within them better.

Controlled are the first steps in the piece, allow both dancers to fall into step. His hands both support and caress as they follow the timeless tune that they both hear, following the steps that will lead them to the finale, and the rapturous ovation that they seek.
 
To my surprise my Master seems to be joining me in the fantasy I had tried to wave around us both; I sense a subtle but definite change in the rhythm of him.

I adore the moments like this when we seem suspended in time, almost the only people on the planet.

On this night floating together amongst the celestial heavens; I almost feel as if he could someday love me.... the way that I love him. I know that his moment in time will be imprinted forever on my soul.

“Master hold me never leave me,”
I silently cry. My need for him so strong it scares me.

It is as if our boundaries have disappeared and we are truly merged as one, as if I can actually hear his thoughts. The dominant leader of the dance leads his partner, teasing her and tempting her as the music within them both grows in.....

I close my eyes allowing him to lead me where ever he chooses knowing I would follow him to the heaven and beyond .....

Knowing without reservation that it was how it was ordained to be by the very fates themselves.........
 
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yeishia's body responds in a manner that seems to be perfect, as if a lifetime or longer has been spent in practice, as does his to hers. Little thought is given to the movements, nature is commanding, and both bodies are obeying.

“Master hold me never leave me.”

"Slave, I do hold you, and I am always with you." The kiss both soothes and inflames his soul. "The collar you wear is how I hold you when we are apart." His lips caress the smooth, warm skin of her cheek as their bodies continue the ageless dance. "The collar is my presence that is with you always, that traps my essence close to you."

The currents of bliss that the two of them have generated carry them aloft to greater heights. Soon, nothing else existed for him expect for the body beneath, the sounds of sex, the smell of bodies in a heavenly exchange and the feelings coursing though his body from what she freely gives to him.

"My slave, you will cum when I do." The command is sealed with a kiss that claims her mind, body and soul. With the release of their lips, the dance livens up, the pace increasing to the tempo their bodies hear. Heavier breathing dominates momentarily before the sounds of the bodies collisions drown them out. The rushing of his blood within his body drowns out all external sounds as his focus becomes fixed on finishing the dance as it should.

His body cries out for completion, awaiting the right time to complete the masterful performance that he has taken part in. Eyes widening, gazing down on the flushed, sweating face of his partner. The final triumphant call is answered, the reward is given from him to her, the warmth filling her core as his is filled from what she has allowed him to do.
 
Perfection is the only thought that echos through my mind as he moves within me. My legs wrapped around him my soft breasts mashed between us the sounds of flesh upon flesh is intoxicating to my senses.

His "The collar is my presence that is with you always, that traps my essence close to you." had me gliding to the precipice of my desire his and "My slave, you will cum when I do." causes me to slip right over the edge.

My orgasm was mind shattering in it's intensity; a subtle insidious vibration.... like a small shock wave over taking all that I am, consuming and devouring me in absolute totality.

If it were not for the fact that I was securely bound to my Master in every possible way, both physically and mentally I felt as if I would surely be swept right out of existence with the pure everlasting joy of it!
 
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My Lovely new writing desk!

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My Master had disappeared into the real world again, and in despair I had resorted to the age old female antidote of shopping.

I had found the most exquisite antique writing desk in a small store in Old Montreal. I had to have it and so had had it delivered just moments ago to my boudoir; it fit the decor to perfection well almost..

I really didn't care for I had fallen in love with it!

I had also bought a huge leather bound diary,it was absolutely beautiful inlaid with the most detailed roses; they made you want to reach out and touch them. I really needed somewhere to pour out the desires and frustrations of my heart, someplace where I could express myself a place where I could be free to be myself. Only I would be able to read its written word to all others it would appear as empty, like many of the objects in my room it was magic.

I had arived back in my room after a brief stop in the lounge feeling inadequate and depressed and it had enlightened my spirits greatly. I sat down at my desk opened my diary and began to write....

My dear Dairy,

I am so glad to have you in my life, sometimes I feel so scared and alone and it is nice to have you to share my thoughts with. The people here in Lit are wonderful and supportive but they have no idea how inadequate I feel when in the presence of such spectacular writers; if only I could put pen to paper in the way they do...to make the written word come alive, to make it dance across the paper with such abandon and conviction. To have my words touch their souls the way theirs touch and move mine!


Pausing for a moment I decide to return to the Inn to pick up a bottle of my Pink Dream before I continue... as I suspect it will be a long night without my beloved master at my side...


I will see you later my diary

yeishia:rose:
 

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She quietly steps up in front of Yeishia's door. She listens to make sure no one has seen her before setting down an elegantly wrapped package. The box is wrapped in red with silver ribbons to tie it off. On top of the box is a small tray of strawberries dipped in milk chocolate, white chocolate, dark chocolate or caramel chocolate.

The small tag reads - A Present For Yeishia

Inside the box is an amber colored corset, custom made to fit Yeishia's body, with black laced trim and laces. Elegant coils of vines and small flowers traverse the bodice in embroidery to punctuate the cup that should sit just below her nipples and beautifully offer her bounty to the eye as her breasts salaciously spill over.

Once the package is delivered, she carefully sneaks away before anyone should discover her!
 
Returning from the Inn my bottle tucked beneath one arm I didn't write in my diary that night I was too despondent... instead I slept.

I awoke at 2.00am. To hear a sound outside my door, a little nervous clutching the key around my neck I slowly opened it a crack……..no one there? I opened it further and looked round almost falling over the most beautiful package I had ever seen, addressed to me!

The small tag read - A Present For Yeishia

Oh my goodness a present for me?
it was longer than I could remember since I had received a gift; not counting the gift of my collar that my Master had given me and that was merely a mark of owner ship…..not a personal gift to his slave!

Bringing it into my room I placed it on my new desk, sitting down in front of it I merely stared

“What could it be?”


Dear Dairy,

I received the most amazing gift from V T today... you don’t know her, her full name is Vampiric Touch and she is truly amazing! I haven’t told her but she is someone that I would truly love to play with. I have thought so since the day she decorated me so beautifully for my Master.

I sat looking at the package for an eternity before I took the courage to open it. It seemed to be a sacrilege to wreck havoc on such a beautifully prepared gift!

I carefully undid the beautiful red and silver ribbons and almost relevantly lifted the tray of chocolate dipped strawberries from the top, hmmm....Strawberries my favorite fruit; my mind unbidden flashed back to that wonderful moment when I felt her tongue trailing along my fevered flesh.

Oh Diary I unfolded the soft tissue and what I pulled from its silky fingers had my heart stopping in disbelief; I held up the most exquisite creation I had ever seen. It was an amber colored corset!

My dear friend I have never owned one, never owned anything so beautiful. A sinful confection of amber satin, black lace and the most delicately elegant coils of vines and embroidered flowers......

It matched my room, it claimed my heart!:rose:

Would I ever be able to wear it for another?

I held it carefully and laid it over the edge of my mirror and simply stared....

Why had she given me it I asked myself? Never mind I shall ask her I vowed!

I have to think I told myself signing off unable to write more I was so excited

Bye my dairy until we meet again,

yeishia:rose:


Pacing my room I couldn’t think straight, what should I do, how could I thank her, what if it was a mistake?

Taking a sip of my neglected drink I pondered the creation, it was tempting me begging me to try it on….

Running into my bathroom I took a quick bath and in less than 30 minutes; my hair piled haphazardly on the top of my head, I was sliding my body into the wondrous garment!

Running over to my toy box I whispered "Stockings, Panties-lace, amber and gold. Suspenders- satin, black. Heels - sexy gold!"

Taking out my treasures I added them to my ensemble before finally standing in front of my free standing mirror to see the end result…

I opened my eyes slowly and simply did not recognize the temptress standing before me!

I reached out towards her and she beckoned me, her eyes locking with mine.

Involuntarily I straightened my posture to see myself to my best advantage……

Elegant coils of vines and small embroidered flowers traversed the bodice to punctuate the cups which rested just below my puffy hardened nipples to beautifully offer my bounty to the other in the mirror.

My breasts looked magnificent in all their provocative glory. my waist a wisp just begging to be encircled by phantom sensual fingers.

The corset fitted me like a second skin, its curved front guiding the eye to my tiny panties and the treasures barely hidden beneath them.

I turned slowly in the mirror torn between running to find V T and waiting to surprise my Master to see if he approved.

I had never owned anything so gorgeous!

"Thank you VT you have brought the sunshine back into my life this day"
I gently whispered.....:rose:
 
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The mist coils around her, bringing with it the soothing scent of the ocean breeze. Lightly they curl to cool the skin between her thighs, stealing some of the sweet scent of Yeishia's sex.

Ghostly tendrils of air like fingertips caress the waist as it trails up along the hour glass figure Yeishia is in. It chills her skin as the breeze dances over her breasts, lingering there as if enjoying the bounty that is Yeishia... before trailing up around her neck to kiss her cheek


Hey there dear Yeishia... you look splendid.... Comes the whispery voice I'm glad that you enjoy your present!

The silence falls as the mist fades away, leaving the room empty once more save for the faint smell of the ocean in her wake.
 
Rather than just popping in unannounced, I decided that I would take a far more conventional approach. I arrived in the club proper, then made my way to her bedroom door, knocking firmly.

Is there a slave waiting within for her Master?
 
The mist coils around her, bringing with it the soothing scent of the ocean breeze. Lightly they curl to cool the skin between her thighs, stealing some of the sweet scent of Yeishia's sex.

Ghostly tendrils of air like fingertips caress the waist as it trails up along the hour glass figure Yeishia is in. It chills her skin as the breeze dances over her breasts, lingering there as if enjoying the bounty that is Yeishia... before trailing up around her neck to kiss her cheek


Hey there dear Yeishia... you look splendid.... Comes the whispery voice I'm glad that you enjoy your present!

The silence falls as the mist fades away, leaving the room empty once more save for the faint smell of the ocean in her wake.

Icy tendrils of desire trail across my sensitive skin caressing and inflaming me.

Oh! Vt,
I murmur feeling her ghostly essence her scent evocative and beguiling

Her whipsered... Hey there dear Yeishia... you look splendid.... I'm glad that you enjoy your present! and she is gone!

It as if she never was but for the fact that I am a puddle of trembling desire!
 
Rather than just popping in unannounced, I decided that I would take a far more conventional approach. I arrived in the club proper, then made my way to her bedroom door, knocking firmly.

Is there a slave waiting within for her Master?

Waiting ..I am wanting badly!

I rush to the door to let my Master in.

Hiding behind the door I ask him,

"Close your eyes my master please"


When I am sure that they are firmly closed I guide him further into the room.

stepping away I position myself... draped in a seductive pose across my bed

" You may open them now,"
I purr..

eyeing him with mischief on my mind!
 
yeishia's approach was stealthy, because the first sign I received was her gentle voice carrying through the door...

"Close your eyes my master please"

It does make me wonder what she has planned, but her voice is thick with excitement, and overwhelming joy. It is clear to me that she has a surprise for me. Having her happy invariably results in her Master being very pleased, so I closed my eyes.

"My eyes are closed, My Slave."

I hear the door open, and one of My Slave's hands in on mine, and she leads me within the room, closing the door behind me. I can't help but smile in anticipation of what is going to happen. My hand is released, and there is movement on the bed.

" You may open them now."

Something in her voice ran straight from the ears to the groin. I open my eyes, finding myself facing her bed, and more importantly what is deliciously displayed upon it.

yeishia lying on her bed, artfully posed to display herself to best effect. Her mane of tawny hair piled upon her head, spilling down like waterfalls. As my gaze trailed down, I found her in an amber corset that worked magic on her already stunning figure. Her breasts were carefully held by cups, presenting them as the eye catching blooms they now were. The vines and flowers worked into the bodice helped to reinforce the image.

Below were panties that aided in the illusion that yeishia was dressed, tantalizing obscuring what was known to be there. But because of that obfuscation, that air of mystery, the delights were heightened by the knowledge that they would be exposed, revealed, unveiled. Her legs were wrapped in stockings, adding more colour and texture to her. Finally, gold shoes on her feet would give her already shapely legs even better definition once she stood.


You make a very pleasing sight for your Master, My Slave. I may sore tempted to have you remain on display as you are, but... I want to see you walking in that. Come to me, and show your Master the full joys of this remarkable attire of yours.

My eyes made it clear that I very much liked what I saw, and were giving strong clues as to what would happen in the very near future...
 
I watched my Master open his eyes my own intent on his. I feel them almost as a physical entity probing, teasing and trailing their marauding way across my scantily clad form scalding me with their imprint as they sear my inflamed skin…

You make a very pleasing sight for your Master, My Slave

His words had me shivering in anticipation as to where this night would lead, my hazel eyes were already turning in to smoky green and the moisture at the juncture of my thighs rendering the material of my flimsy panties almost translucent; my inflamed pussy merging with the sopping material which was rapidly becoming one with them.

I want to see you walking in that. Come to me, and show your Master the full joys of this remarkable attire of yours.


At his words I smiled and slithered off the opposite side of the bed. “Mirrors, seductive music,” I whisper and the room becomes my stage as I use it as a catwalk..to sway and glide my sultry path to the man I desire above all else.

Every breath every small sensual movement of my lithesome body, clad only in the most evocative of garments is reflected in a thousand differing form as the mirrors in the ceiling and the walls,slowly solidify into existence… seeming to follow me like voyeuristic stalkers as I glide around the room!

My Master’s eyes made it clear that he very much liked what he saw, and were giving strong clues as to what would happen in the very near future...


His slaves eyes mirrored his every thought and desire...... her wanting a palatable entity reaching out to him as his unspoken need caressed her senses!
 
I sat down on a chair to watch the show I was about to be presented with.

While it was a challenge to do, I ignored the soulless replicants reflecting of the mirrored surfaces, locking my gaze on the real yeishia. As thought, the shoes worked wonders on her legs, giving them the master artist's final touches that makes a great work impressive. The manner of her walk made her breasts appear like the flowers atop stalks swaying in a gentle breeze. Indeed, her perfume emanating from her other blossom was clearly picked up.

No matter how yeishia moved, the amber corset clung to her body, diligently enhancing her natural charms to everyone's obvious delight. As yeishia passed close enough, my hand lazily traced a line along one of her clad legs, letting the softest of pressure reach her covered skin.


Come to me, yeishia. Sit in my lap, facing your Master. I want a good, close look at your attire.
 
Come to me, yeishia. Sit in my lap, facing your Master. I want a good, close look at your attire.

I walk myself across his lap my legs spread wide and as I gently settle myself upon his lap. I proceed to wrap my long legs around the chair!

Arching my supple spine I lean back slightly bracing my weight upon his knees thereby giving him the tempting offering of my upthrust, firm, ripe breasts!

I wait in anticipation to see exactly what it is my Master will desire this night?
 
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