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

[fuckmeat]

I moan into her kisses and rub her clit forcefully, applying the stimulation and pressure that I know would have me orgasming like she's doing now. This one moment will work more good in my new sister than hours of massage. I hold her tight, kissing her fiercely and enjoying the intensity of the moment. I give no thought to my own pleasure, I am loving facilitating hers.

 

[yeishia]

My orgasm still running through my frame like an electrical current I push away slightly and take one of her nipples in my mouth sucking and twisting it delighting in her small moans. I want her, need her to feel like I am. Releasing my grip on her waist I snake my hand between us and find her hard nub , repaying her in kind, I stimulate her as if she were me, only harder and with more intensity! I move my lips going from one breast to the other, delighting in the forbidden taste of her, finally settling on the second I pull it into my mouth, the devil takes posession of me and I bite her hard , mmmmmmmmmm I like. I Like... I LIKE!

 

[fuckmeat]

her mouth upon me is heaven and I arch up as she kisses a twists my nipples, already bullet hard from the cool air. Her fingers find my clit and I am helpless, trapped beneath her, against the side of the bath, unable to move away from the intense pressure and speed she applies. Her own arousal has already got me so turned on that I know I won't last long like this. I part my legs even wider for her. she bites down on my breast and i cry out quietly, letting my head drop over the edge of the tub so I can look round her and up at Sir, wondering if he will grant me the same relief, wondering if she will stop now should he tell me 'no.'

"Master?" I ask pleadingly, unable to think of a reason why I might deserve such a kindness from him.

 

[Leopald]

Leo smiled once again as he heard the second request. He sensed the time was coming to give his gifts, and he was starting to get anxious, though he struggled to maintain his calm appearance.

Go ahead, little cunt. But only because your sister worked so hard for it.

 

[fuckmeat]

I flush with humiliation at his tone, Sir sounds like he is letting me have this against his better judgement, which detracts from everything I'm feeling a little. yeishia seems convinced that I should cum though, redoubling her efforts in case Master changes his mind. I can see he is impatient and sense that I am wasting time that he considers valuable.

without warning my back arches tightly and all thought flies from my mind.

Oh yes.. yeishia!

I cum hard, bucking against her fingers and splashing water everywhere, gripping the sides of the bath tightly so as not to squirm too much and throw her from me. knowing that Master is likely rolling his eyes and tapping his foot adds spice to the climax. I still as soon as I'm able to though, unwilling to test his patience further. I pull yeishia's hand gently away and kiss her again.

Thankyou sister, that was wonderful.

 

[yeishia]

Watching her cum is like ambrosia on my cake. I agree and echo her words Thank you my sister I thought this was wonderful too.

Blushing I glance across at our Master wondering if I have pleased him too ?

 

[Leopald]

Leo stands up, finally, and approaches the tub once more. He grabs each girl by the hair and steals another kiss from both before he reaches into his poket. The items produced are a matching pair of silver collars with "LEO" engraved on the front. He holds them up in front of each girl, before slipping them around their necks and locking tthe solid metal in place. Perfect fit for both, it seemed, and they looked good wearing them.

How's that, girls?

 

[yeishia]

As he lifts me to to steal a kiss I realize that I am happier than I have been in ages. The silver collar that he places around my slender neck amazes me. I hear the click and shiver in delight. I gaze across at the same adorning her neck and know exactly what I look like, I am her mirror image. The silver collar has his name engraved across the front. I lift a finger and trace his name on hers, I am owned once more, I belong! I am smiling through my tears as I look from my beloved Master to my cherished sister. Thank you Sir it is perfect! I whisper quietly in awe.

 

[fuckmeat]

I kiss him passionately when it's my turn to do so and smile up at my Master. I feel the cool silver close around my neck. I am so proud and happy. No matter what Leo says or does to me, no matter how brutally he uses and humiliates me, so long as I wear this collar I know that he does truly want me. Just as my consent to him is tacit at all times, even when I'm sobbing or screaming, so this is a constant reminder of how much he does care for me, despite my failings and flaws.

I turn to my sister and embrace her, wanting to share this moment with her, knowing she is every bit as happy as I am. I look up at my Master, bold enough to hold his gaze for once.

Thankyou so much Master, I hope you never regret collaring me.

I run my fingers over the silver, relieved that he didn't elect to have my collar engraved with 'useless cunt.'

 

[yeishia]

Shortly after we had received our collars both Sir, my sister sub and myself were dragged back into the real world again........

* * *​

I had neglected my refuge for what seemed like forever, yet something drew me back this day. Que Sera Sera and here I was once more in my private piece of heaven, I could feel the stillness surround me bathing my chaotic heart in bliss.

I stood in front of the free standing mirror as I often did, I was changing sometime that frightened me..........

Humming my signature song Que Sera Sera,I took inventory of the girl in reflected in the mirror before me, until out of the corner of my eyes I spied an envelope which someone had pushed under my door while I had been away.

I picked it up and sat cross legged in the middle of my bed turning it around between my nervous fingers, who could it be from? Carefully I opened it and slipped the folded paper from its sheath.

As I unfolded the sheet of parchment and I could smell his fragrance, instantly I knew who it was from, a friend not foe. Smiling I read the words marveling at his exquisite penmanship.

If you did not listen. I am here for you.
If you did, I am still here for you, and I will always be angel.
My name means bearer of god, and I would bear your burdens, and weight, Angel. If you you ask me to.
Never feel sorry, or hard, I will never flinch from your sight, never look you anywhere but your heart, and I would never judge you wanting.
I am your friend.

And I will always be...​

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I held it to my face delighted, before replacing it in the envelope, a treasure I would keep forever!. I ran to my desk and placed it between the folds of my diary returning to my bed I jumped into the middle flinging myself onto my back making a snow angel as I did so, giggling I softly spoke,

Somewhere Over the Rainbow, sunshine.



I closed my eyes and began to drift, I was loved and I had friendships which had prevailed, some times against all odds; doors close, others open!
I was never truly alone, I was blessed ........

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[chronicle_tenko]

When he holds the small key to his head, he thinks of an angel. Long golden locks, and the beautiful smile, of a woman who deserves so much. And still so much more than he could give. With a soft kiss, He sings, the first few lines.

When I was but a little boy,
I asked my mother. What will I be.
Will I be handsome, Or will I be rich?
Here's what she said to me.

Que Sera Sera. ​

Instantly he can feel himself transported to a beautiful place, a solid gorgeous bed, with an even more gorgeous woman atop it. "Have you been waiting long for me Angel?"

I touch the post of her bed and Whisper. "Corona." And instantly I see the Sun's glory, in muted light. The expanse of heavens, with fire and the passion of a burning star, lancing out, forever rolling against the walls and ceiling of her room.

"Do you remember Angel how to make a man feel a god?" His hands touch her face, and slowly bring himself to her. His lips leaving a swift, impossibly soft kiss against her forehead, and another deeper and longer on her lips. "I have missed you. Even though I've never been here before. I have missed this place. My hands trail along her arms and I want to carry her awy, but instead beckon and draw her up. "Come to me Angel, and let whatever will be. Will be."

 

[yeishia]

I watch him shimmer into my existence feeling suddenly shy, Have I waited long, yes an eternity it seems.

"Do you remember Angel how to make a man feel a god?"

His words transport her mind to another time and place and she smiles remembering “ I do.”

The soft touch of his lips on her forehead followed by his sensual kiss make her feel renewed, thankful for his timely visit this night. His fingers trail along her arm leaving tiny goosebumps and a delicate promise of things to come.

She willingly rises to meet him, entwining her slender arms around his waist, burying her face in the softness of his neck, inhaling the very essence of who he is and murmurs softly “yes my dear friend, what ever shall, be will be…..”

The soft red glow of the corona bathes them in its rich hues, a canvass both, yet to be painted on.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

"Naked." His hands still hold hers, and he stands apart from her. "Gods should be naked under the stars." His hands undo his own buttons, carefully, removing the simple white shirt, and the dark slacks. Efficient movements, of his own, bare him to her eyes. Before just a man come to see an Angel. Now he stands before her gaze bare, and clad in nothing. The lines of muscle, the thin paths of scars, everything tells a story.

"Show me your body. And together we will dance naked above the stars. And cavort like primitive beings who called forth creation." His hands spread and fire erupts behind him. The twisting eternity of a solar flare cascading over his body. When his eyes close and then reopen they are the only Blue in the room. Deep and dark, powerful as oceans, and soft as lapping spring. Naked he comes to hold her, and let his hands touch her back. His lips find hers as he moves her robe down, undoing the simple rope belt, and peeling the cloth from her. Until she stands as he does. Hair loose and unbound, limbs clad in nothing but colour.

"Come to me angel. Dance, and we'll create something, beautiful."

 

[yeishia]

She watches him remove his clothing her eyes darkening to the deepest violet as he reveals himself to her gaze, lowering her eyes she watches his every movement covertly.

A small tentative hand reaches out to trace one prominent scar with a gentle finger tip. She glances up at him tears pooling in her expressive eyes before placing a tender kiss on its upraised surface, bathing it in her salty years and the healing touch of her sensual lips. Anointed! She uses her hair to dry the place she had caressed. Another time another era and she would be branded whore......

She shivers as he disrobes her, hoping she will be to his liking, she is older, and she is flawed. She watches entranced by the holographic display which seems almost to be alive as it imposes its will on their naked flesh

"Come to me angel. Dance, and we'll create something, beautiful."

It is hard not to melt before such a god; she feels putty in his hands. Her body starts to sway to a sultry music only they can hear as she closes the small distance between them…….

 

[chronicle_tenko]

His hands went back to touch hers. Palm to palm, and he stepped closer to begin a dance. His body pushing against her, making her step back, then again, until the wall was to her back. He relented, letting her come forward a single step, before they turned, his hips twisting with hers, as he took an arm around her slender waist.

He turned her again, and with a very sudden movement, tested her flexibility with his, his hands gripping about her waist, and his other cradling her head, like a child's. His weight tipped forward, and he crushed his lips to hers, his head falling down with hers, at a dangerous speed, A comet soaring against the backdrop. until finally he stopped, his leg up at an obtuse angle, her body bent backwards, as he cradled her softly. "We could fall here. I would catch you, and the floor would be our fertile earth. But I want you to know more." He lifted her and his hands took in her body, in place as his hands pulled on her bottom, squeezing the tight pert flesh to pull her to him. Chests already crushed together, his nose running over her face, his breath hot, and his need apparent.

"Touch me Angel. Hold me tight." His erection throbbed against her stomach, and he kissed her as he resumed the dance, a flash, a twist, cues taken from the crash of the stars that surrounded them, an inexorable, unstoppable march through the room and towards the bed. His arms around her, moving with the rhythm of his feet. The quiet of the room punctuating the chaotic music of their background. His steps at once quick, and sometimes too slow, where she would fall away from him, even as he stood, she was at the corner of his vision, before he pursued her again. From a distance, always, except the few moments that he would come to crash against her. And occasonally lift her from her feet entirely, to soar above him.

Finally his arms held her entirely, and his breath was ragged. He held her atop the bed, and lust danced in the raging ocean of his eyes. With infinite care, and patience he layed her atop the spread, and crawled atop her. Hoping that the symbolism was not lost on her. The drive to this place, the push and fierce taking, each turn, each twist, each time they came so close, that he bent her, or dipped her, that they might fall. And now here, On her bed, in this place, he crawled to her. Naked, panting, wanting. The dance complete, the circle they had made around each other In time, before, this moment and now in celebration of the time before they came together.

"Is there any doubt. Now. Angel; of what I want?" He kissed her face, her cheek, and down her body, across the nape of her neck, along the swell of her breasts, and the tease of her cleavage, along the soft silk of her stomach, and down her legs. Stopping to softly lick each foot. Before continuing his kisses up her body and back to her face, softly touching her lips. "Could there ever have been doubt. In your perfection?"

 

[yeishia]

Sometimes the dancer becomes the dance and on a rare occasion she takes her partner with her….. or is taken..

In this instance it was a symbiosis of exquisite perfection, a joining of two old souls, rare accomplished, a symphony of perfection, or so it seemed to her as each phrase of their music, each counter point flowed effortlessly……

Free flowing sensation intertwined with the music and the stirring of her inner most core, am erotic coupling of sorts, it transcended the physical…it was pure perfection. It was if they had danced together throughout eternity

She could feel the heat of him pressing ardently against her, she wanted this man more than she had understood, how could friendship transcend to this perfection? Not sex, not lust, but something so deep, so visceral it made her shudder with her need…..

As she was lain on her bed her eyes mirrored his own; pooled emotions, shared desires. He crawled on top of her and she wrapped herself around him…..hers! She was moaning as he traversed the planes of her supple body, small plaintive mews of her need and desire for him. Their dance was far from over this was simply a prelude the opening choreography, she arched up off the bed as he awakened all her private places allowing them acess to the music.

"Is there any doubt. Now. Angel; of what I want?"

No doubt in her mind at all!

"Could there ever have been doubt. In your perfection?"

Not tonight, for her there was simply no doubt at all!

She felt cherished, loved, adored she felt exquisitely beautiful!

"Thank you," she whispered drinking in her fill of him. She slipped her finger into his long braid unloosening it she wanted to feel its silky strands ruining through her fingers she entwined her hands within it pulling him down to her, and rained delicate kissed all over his handsome face ending with her lips poised on his. Not quite touching as she allowed her soul to flow into him, her eyes an open window that she willingly shared. “I need you, I want you; I can wait no longer…pleeese?”

 

[oreocookie]

She slips in, trying to hide herself, wishing she didn't have to resort to entering without an invitation, but she could think of no other way to contact Yeisha, having tried messaging her and being unable. She'd considered giving the message to someone else to pass on, but didn't like that idea much, not wanting to have to depend on someone else. She leaves a note, pre-written, and slips back out. She tries to leave as many things untouched as possible, minimizing her "footprint" on the place.

The note reads:
Hey Yeisha,
I'm not fully back yet, but I DO plan to re-try that reunion thread I left hanging when I disappeared. I'd hoped you'd still be interested. Really sorry for walking in without permission, very sorry indeed. You can punish me later, if you want to, heehee. Find me, I've been hanging around some of the lounges, and let's talk when you get a chance. Again, I apologize for "breaking and entering" so to speak. I've missed you.
XOXO and forever thinking of you,
Oreo.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Her hand touched his face, and then his hair, and he stiffened. more so than even his arousal. His body whipcord taut, as he sunk into her embrace. Her pleas driving him wild with the passion for her.

"Waves"

The scenery changed, from the immense sunburst to the crashing of the tides, the calm impossible depth of the oceans. Slowly, with the sound of the beach being washed upon, he began to penetrate her core. His hard wanting body, focused on the spear of his prick. Pushing into her slowly. She was so impossibly tight, as his want filled her need. He couldn't wait any longer either. Finally, as the waves crashed against the shore, He was atop her, bodies linked fully, his hard shaft completely engulfed in the sea of her passion, and the hot wet folds of her divine pussy.

"Angel." His hands ran the length of her body, trickling, leaving trails and skipping to splash over her flesh, from hips to face. Sea foam and salty drops spattering against the sands. Fingers like miniature streams of water carving over her flesh. he hips drew back, and slowly began to drive in, with the waves, His body writhing atop hers as he began to fill her, sating his wants, holding her and staring into her gorgeous green eyes. "You're finally mine."

His thrusts sped, becoming stronger, faster. the backdrop of the walls and ceiling behind him cresting a flash of waves and sea foam, as he drove himself into her. His hands went to her legs pulling them up, changing the angle at which he entered her, his hard cock dragging through her, and slamming home. He moaned at her folds as they gripped him, and the passion on his face was evident. "I have wanted you, and this for so long."

 

[yeishia]

Some moments are sheer perfection, fashioned out of time itself, and that’s how it seemed to her as the music of the sea bathed her senses and this precious man sought his penetration. She was a natural creature of the sea and it was fitting that they should finally be joined at one in this surreal magical place.

Time slowed down as she felt the tip of his manhood at her entrance. Come to me she thought, come home. She could see in her minds eyes where it rested for a second, before pressing inwards. Flesh on flesh, solid steel surrounded by her softness. She was impossibly tight, he filling her tunnel to completion. Relaxing, she allowed him access welcoming this beloved intruder, wrapping him in her warm cocoon. As each additional inch pushed its way through her softness, awakening forgotten dendrites of pure energy until he bottomed at her cervix; even then she felt him press on as if he planned on burying the whole of him within her very womb. She would keep him there protect him of she could.

All the while, floating in this sea of pure love, she watched him, eyes wide open, loving the play of light and shadow across his handsome face; the expressions of bliss lust and almost love, and the interplay of each as they warred for dominance.They were the perfect blend, firing her senses even more.

His fingers were like the oceans breath caressing her flesh leaving her breathless and awash with her desire. It seemed to her as if an orgasm would be an anti climax to this shared experience with this beautiful man; she couldn’t hope or wish for more.

Then, as he began to move within her and they ceased their individual existence as they began their journey, swimming upwards to the crest of a single perfect wave, racing along its never ending edge. The crest went on forever, she never wanted them to plunge within its depths, never wanted this to end.

"I have wanted you, and this for so long."

Her fingers traced the planes of his face and she raised her swollen lips to his tasting......

His words echoed her thoughts as they both were sucked beneath the surface.

Le Petite Mort.....

An understatement, the expression not even coming close.....her breath was taken from her as she and he both spiraled into pure ecstasy!

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Her body is like Liquid fire. And he knows he chose wrong. Waves crashing against the shore is honest and true. He may be as water, eventually wearing down any restraint or lust. But she is like lava. A glorious explosion of sensation in every way. The rush and geyser of liquid fire, and the solid sleeping stone, hiding it.

He has moved her, and unleashed that volcano of desire. And now he knows simply how Hot, her wet desires are. How solid, her will, and how wrong he was to wait so long to take her to these heights of ecstasy.

The waves crested, and with her he rode on it, skimming the edges, their bodies, hydroplaning the very lip of orgasm. But like all things, speed wavered, and nothing can be sustained forever. He cried out, and sank. Holding her tight as she began to climax. Whether her first or her fitieth, he would never know, But she drug him with her. Crashing in the glorious surf, and under the waves, deep into the earth and through to her core, he thrusted into her, as they rolled and finally he came.

Hot jets of liquid seed, matching her magma, His own geyser erupting deep inside her. Filling her womb, with the best part of himself. And he loved it. Holding her tight as he spent, each thick burst painting her walls, and detonating inside her. causing mini shocks all throughout each body.

"Oh my Angel. " He let tears fall at how beautiful she looked. At the moment they shared. And despite his earlier proclamations. His confidence, and every piece of himself he left inside her, he was still only a man, who felt the way he did because of a woman. "You still make me feel as a god." And slowly he slipped his head to her breast and remained still inside her.

 

[yeishia]

His gift was intense it was so much more than mere molecules it was the essence of who he was, he had given me his all and I felt complete unwilling to relinquish the beautiful soul inside me even for a single minute. I watched the tears roll his cheeks kissing them away as they fell, salt and love and so much more...

I made him feel like a god, he made me feel like a cherished angel, his angel.

The deity beside me belonged in a peaceful paradise and I knew just the place.'Serendipity' he would help me make new memories there. I was sure he would love the sheer beauty, both of the house and the tranquil grounds. A god should not be contained in a single room, their he would be truly free to be himself.

Smiling tenderly into his gentle eyes I whispered, "I have a gift for you my dearest friend." Gathering him to my bosom still locked tight within the very depths of me I spoke again, "Que Sera Sera," and we were both transported to another bed, in another place in time........

 

[yeishia]

When I returned to my bedroom housekeeping had worked their magic and now I must work mine. I was to have a visitor who had a special fantasy he would like fulfilled; he was another dear friend who I held close to my heart, my Rider.

Dressing with care I left my hair free about my shoulders adorning it with small pink roses and slender ribbons, choosing to wear my favorite negligee, hoping he would like it. I prepared a few toys ahead of time courtesy of my magic toy box and covered them with a silken cloth.

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Finally ready all I had to do was await his arrival, I was nervous for we rarely played……

 

[Vail_Indigo]

slipping by...sliding a note underneath the door...



Someday​

 

[Last_Rider]

checks his watch a few times, he doesn't wish to be early and intrude on yeishia during personal time. He is dressed casually, black button down shirt, the top two buttons undone, grey slacks, very relaxed and comfortable. Finally sure he wont be too early he enters her bedroom.

She looks divine, soft pink that emphasizes her hair, her figure, showing enough leg, a delightful bit of cleavage revealed.

You look beautiful.

he takes her hand in his and raises it to his lips for a soft kiss

And thank you in advance.

 

[yeishia]

I rise to my feet as I watch him enter smiling at how good he looks, as he raised my hand to his lip I blush prettily, happy that he thinks me beautiful.

I raise my free hand to caress his jawline, suddenly shy I step away "Can I get you anything, a soft drink? and then I was thinking we could began the special evening that we talked about yesterday, perhaps you can describe this fantasy for me in more detail"