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


As he desperately tried to work his magic on the soft places I had offered him, I grinned… Oh such a tease was I.

Savoring his expertise; the exquisite feel of his wicked teeth, his delicious tongue probing my inner recesses, he had no idea of what I had planned for us this night.

I had plans for what he might do for me, but first he would have to earn the privilege…

Reluctantly I removed my softness from his errant tongue smiling as I did so. Sensually sliding down his muscular form, much as a wicked serpent would, I stopped, straddling his thighs, gazing in anticipation at his pulsating cock as I captured his eyes once more.

He had such beautiful eyes they were truly the mirrors to his soul...

My eyes never for a moment leaving his, I affixed the specially designed pegs one by one onto the erect phallus upon which my gaze was riveted…..


Rider?

I asked my voice a soft caress


Is this good for you?
 
her sex withdrew, his head leaning up to follow it as long as he could before falling back onto the pillow. His eyes follow the sensual movement of her body, until she perches on his legs, hands near his pulsing manhood.

Those pegs she had, they were made for this. With the first he gasps, the peg biting the shaft of his cock. She clamps them on, his erection never wavering, even swelling a little more and darkening in color.

Is this good? He's never been too much of a maso, but this, this rides the border so perfectly, and he can't lie.


Yesss

a hiss, the mingled feelings of pleasure and pain as her deft fingers work the pegs onto him.
 
I know exactly where he likes the placement for he had taught me well.

What he hadn’t taught me were the little embellishments I added from my own imagination, I was nothing if not creative in my attempts to please him

Grinning slightly much like a cat who had a small mouse trapped in one fore paw, by its sleek tail, I leaned towards his darkening cock.

I ran my dexterous tongue from base to tip deftly avoiding in each well placed peg. I smile lovingly at him and in a deceptively quiet voice I remind my lover.


You do not have permission to come yet. With that small warning I return my attention to his straining manhood, it looks so pretty decorated as it is.

I repeat my motions as before slowly sliding around the pegs.... this time however, I give each one a sharp flick with my devilish tongue.


You like? I ask him, pulling gently at those around the very edge of his exquisitely proportioned frendulum, watching closely his reaction.


Purring the sleek cat waits prepared to pounce.....
 
Did she have to remind him he couldn't cum yet? Of course she did, he needed the occasional reminder to keep his mind focused. That was good, then her tongue started teasing his flesh. She snaked the pointed pink muscle around the pegs, tormenting the skin.

Oh, fucking hell...

Again, this time she flicked each peg with her tongue, drawing gasps with each motion. The pegs tug at the skin, reigniting the bolts of pleasure/pain that rocket along the nerve endings.

Please... yeishia, I need to cum. Please, please let me.

His cock twitched as he pleaded, dark and leaking, dancing left and right with the pulse of his heart. He needed it, so badly, he needed her to push him over the edge she'd made him skirt so many times.
 

His pleas were music to my ears, I wanted him to cum hard and all over his…

well me.

My rider when I have removed the very last peg you may cum…..but… and listen well, I want your cum dripping between my breasts so I suggest you aim it carefully or there will be consequences……

I knew by the trepidation in his eyes that he understood me well. I positioned myself kneeling between his legs my own slightly spread. Leaning forward I used my teethe to remove each peg one by one starting at his groin, my motions were quick and deft until I reached the last two, for those I used my nimble fingers twisting slightly before with a twang they joined the others on the floor

Using one palm followed by the other I pressed them lovingly down the length of his pulsating erection before kneeling, back arched, cupping one breast in each hand awaiting my reward.

I had made his fantasy come true had I not? I deserved what I had earned!

Cum and do not fail me! I purred knowing with certainty born of experience that he would not!
 
After the pegs. Of course, anything at this point. His eyes closed, body tensed as her mouth moved from peg to peg, his hips bucking with each one, the restored circulation making him jerk and whimper. Up his shaft she went, base to the last right around the head.

For the final two it was her hands, the pinching sensation of the pegs coming off, his cock dark and pulsing. Then she posed, cupping her breasts. In the back of his mind was worry, worry that he'd miss. Then she pressed her self against him and removed his doubt.


Yessss...

Just a hiss of pleasure, then his hips bucked, his cock pulsing between her soft breasts, the slit opening that much more, then his cum leaping from him to splatter between her breasts.
 
Moaning in delight I pressed them lovingly around his shaft and cocooning them in the soft warmth of me I milked him of his delicious seed, of every single drop!

Straightening up I watched as his cum dribbled between my breasts to coat my belly. Smiling sensually I slithered along his body using his seed as a lubricant until my lips were above his,
beautiful Rider thank you. I traced his lower lip with my soft tongue before slipping it into his mouth and snuggling next to him .....


Hmmmmmmm perfection. :rose:
 
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I watched Rider for a while as he slept before slipping quietly from the bed. Today was a special day and I wanted to prepare, thankfully he was sleeping on his back one hand thrown out to the side, perfection.

I glanced across at the whipping post, it would have to wait. These moments to come would be his alone.

His erection lay like a slumbering beast and I wanted nothing more to awaken it and feel it deep within me once again,
hmmmmmm. My eyes sparkled at my wicked thoughts.

Taking a quick shower I left my hair free and pulled a flimsily half see through barely there white camisole over my flushed satin skin and a pair of thigh high lacy stockings. A nice red ribbon around my neck and I was ready. Quickly I decorated my bedroom with streamers and balloons and took an assortment of goodies that I had prepared the night before from my cold closet and placed it in a cooler beside the bed.


Lastly I removed his gift from my desk drawer and placed it on the cooler.

Straddling his hips I slowly brought him to full erection, careful not to awaken my sleeping beauty yet as I slipped him into my moist depths.

Fireworks, music. I whispered smiling slightly.

As the fireworks exploded throughout my bedroom gradually increasing in crescendo, I leaned forwards watching as he started to awaken. I sucked on one nipple then the other sensual slow tugs of pure liquid warmth. Slipping a little crushed ice into my mouth I then followed the warmth with my icy breath as I blew lovingly across his nipples watching his flesh come alive.

I smiled deeply into his eyes,


I cannot wait my birthday boy you drive me half mad with my need.

Moaning I leaned backwards, sensually wetting my luscious lips with the tip of my tongue as I teasingly unloosened the laces along the front of my camisole, allowing my swollen breasts their freedom. My eyes dilated as they locked with his, changing to the deepest emerald with the intensity of my desire.

I started to ride my beloved stallion abandoning my usual reserve. I was a woman possessed as I greedily took my pleasure plunging with wild abandon along his throbbing cock, my long nails teasing the sensitive places I had discovered during our times together; especially the v where his belly joined his thighs.

I was a sensual force of nature, my full breasts bouncing, my hair swirling in soft waves surrounded as I was by a delightful kaleidoscope of the most exquisite fireworks.

“Rider... God this feels so good fuck me... please...I need...Ohhhhhh!"
 
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He sleeps for what seems a long time, until the touch of her tongue and ice slips along his nipples. He wakes slowly, enjoying the sensual touch, his eyes drawn to the fireworks, a smile caressing his lips.

Thank you yeishia.

When her hips start moving, her nails tracing his skin, her breasts bouncing with the motions, his hips respond. This time he has no qualms about using his hands, he rests them on her thighs at first, then up her body until he's squeezing those luscious breasts that sway so tantalizingly.

Of course, so good, ohhh...

His train of thought suitably derailed, his hips start bucking her up and down, responding to her need, harder as her sensual body rises and falls above him.


((Totally OOC: Thank you for the card, the fireworks, and the music yeishia, brought a smile to my face :) ))
 
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The feel of his hands on my burning flesh as he meets me stroke for stroke is quite literally blowing my mind, I feel like I am one with the celestial fireworks above my head.

"Gooooood gooood… birthday cums… Rider… we.. cum together pleeeese!"

I am panting out my need to him my words barely coherent in my desperate need to make him understand...

I arch backwards my hands grasping his knees my breasts thrusting harder into his wicked hands

"Fuuuuuuck God I can..now ..must ohhhhhhh cummmm."

I feel my belly heating up, molten lava bathing my insides.

My fuse had been lit the minute I had begun my preparations, the flame that had become a sizzling form of torture was seeking to consume my sanity, it would not be denied!

I would not be denied.

From somewhere deep inside me I summoned the control to intensify the grip my internal muscles had around the searing length of him.

Slamming my muscles in tandem I screamed


"Rider now!!!!!!!!!"

I pushed myself forward as I felt him explode within me gripping his shoulders as I stared into his eyes.

I wanted to see his passion as he exploded heavenwards with me……



((OOC: It is quite literally my pleasure :rose: ))
 
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Yessss, together...

Words, spoken and meant, but the conscious mind has in many ways retreated. His brain registers sensation, her soft breasts, the grip and heat of her sex, the rest is background. His body is on fire as she thrusts, the tingle in his abdomen spreads quickly to his balls, the start of orgasm.

They thrust and meet over and over, faster and faster, building the pleasure, until it threatens to consume them utterly. Then she cries out and they tense together, the waves of orgasm slamming over them.

His hazel eyes lock with hers, watching the play of emotion as they climax together, and ride the waves on and on, until both are completely and utterly spent.
 

I felt as if we had been the brightest rocket in the sky the kind that explodes again and again transforming into something else entirely, evolving bigger and brighter at every turn.

"Mmmmmmmm that was perfect," I murmured lowering my lips to his taking his lover lip between my teeth and nibbling gently before slipping my tongue to intertwine with his...

Sated for the moment I rolled onto my side and reached for the bottle of non alcoholic champagne I had brought and handed it to him shushing the firework display as I did so, "Lights Romantic please "

"Pop that please and then we shall have cake, I made a very special birthday cake for you tonight, I hope you like chocolate and frosting

and afterward there is a gift perhaps?"

I am grinning as holding our glasses, trying to keep my fingers from shaking , I tease him just a little.
 
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Body trembling, my whole being seemed to be flying through the air, then gently falling back down to earth. Not my first out of body/sub space experience, but a very very good one.

Sure.

I've never opened a bottle like this before, fortunately copious movies have prepared me for the experience. A few unwrapped bindings, and a minor exertion of the hand, and the cork pops free.

Thank you again yeishia.

I pour some of the sparkling liquid into each glass, then take another soft kiss from her when she hands me mine, returning the nibbles to her bottom lip before parting and sipping the drink.
 
"It is my pleasure," I tell him enjoying our kiss as the glasses are exchanged.

I sip mine thoughtfully
" To our continued friendship our submissive bond and to our special family whom I shall cherish for now and always "

Falling silent I capture a ripe strawberry from behind my back. "This will enhance the flavor of the champagne." I tell him innocently as I pop it between my teeth and leaning towards his mouth offer to share it with him .


In one hand I balance my glass and the other I trail through his hair my fingers nails lightly grazing his sensitive scalp.
 
Agreed, to a brighter future.

I smile, sharing a sip, then half closing my eyes. When she offers the fruit a grin splits my face. I lean forward and bite the fruit in half, taking half into my mouth, my tongue pushing the other half into hers before our lips meet again for a kiss.

Breaking the kiss, I take another sip and chew the berry.


You're right, it does make it better.
 
Mmmmm but was it the berry or the kiss, I am thinking devilishly. I take another sip from my flute my eyes sparkling as I eye the length of his lean and virile body.

" There are other methods to enhance its flavor my Rider...Watch."

I spill a drop on each of his erect nipples before drizzling some downwards to pool in his his navel

Playfully I follow the woman-made rivulets with my tongue lapping and tasting as I descend to scoop the last drops from his belly button.

"Delicious!"

Filling my mouth with champagne I place it over his manhood and allow the wine to cascade over its surface before immediately following it with my mouth, making sure I loose not a single tiny drop as I clean up the mess I have inadvertently made.

The taste is exquisite perfection an embrocation of the champagne and both our combined tastes, salt and sweetness, the delightful ying and yangness of us both.

I look along the length of him once more, "Would you like your present now Rider, or your cake?

My eyes are wide and innocent as I smile at him.
 
Better, I don't know what else she could do. Of course I'm not thinking with the devious female mind that she has.

The liquid is cold, and instantly peaks my nipples before her tongue snakes around the sensitive nub, down my body, tickling around my navel. I resolve to try this on her soon enough. Then of course it cascades over my cock as it starts to swell again. Not a full blown erection, just some arousal. Of course her delicate tongue has to play a little more.


Present first please :)

I smile, she actually manages to sell being innocent, all knowledge to the delightful contrary.
 
He wants his present oh how delightful I am excited. Wasting no time, I take his hand and lead him from the bed to sit on a chair which is positioned in front of a freestanding mirror.

Then smiling I stand behind him and hand him the small box. I bite my lip nervously as I watch studying his reflection in the mirror as he unwraps the gift.

The contents are a matching set which complement the hand made pegs I had given him and his Mistress for their anniversary recently. This time however the box contained two larger hand made and exquisitely painted clothes pegs designed for his nipples and a single cock ring.

The wicked nipple clamps had a heavy circular black disc hanging from an O ring on each one, on one side was the exact replica of the image that was tattooed on his perfect body, that of his Mistress. On the other side of each disc was a painting in relief of three deep perfect red roses held together by a single piece of twine.

The cock ring was about half an inch deep. Jet back and hand painted around its circumference was a painting also done in relief of a beautiful sleek Tiger.
When slipped over his cock she would encircle it, she would own it as was only fitting.

The tiger seemed to be alive her startling blue eyes all knowing, she stood their regally, one huge paw delicately placed on the stems of three perfect red roses held together by a single piece of twine…

My hands on his naked shoulders were trembling as he opened his gift.


“Rider?” I whispered fearfully holding my breath.
 
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She stands, but I can tell she's nervous. When my fingers start undoing the ribbon, parting the paper, revealing the exquisite treasures inside. At first my breath is halted, fingers softly caressing the wonderful treasures, eyes watering just a little bit.

Yeishia, they're perfect, thank you so much.

Carefully I set them aside and stand, pulling her to me and kissing her again, deep and meaningful.

Thank you, it's so wonderful.

I hug her again, pressing us together, sharing the warmth and feel of skin on skin.
 
He pulls me into his arms and I melt into his embrace I am quivering with happiness. As our kiss ends and he holds me close I am taken back to another time, acceptance offered right here in this room by both him and ….

Stay in the moment I caution myself, his moment!

Gently I press him back down into the chair. “Allow me to see if they fit properly.” My eyes are sparkling with unshed tears of joy as I prepare his nipples and snap on first one clamp then the others, satisfied I kneel between his knees slipping off my open camisole I pay homage to his manhood, bringing it to hardness with my practiced fingers. Lastly, I slip his new cock ring along its length till it is sitting snugly around his engorged cock.

I trace the image upon its surface lovingly with a single finger tip.
“She is with us Rider I can feel her presence.” I remove a black chain from the box and thread it through the O rings attached to the clamps and his cock ring pulling through all three and pulling it tight.

I kneel back admiring my handiwork with a small sensuous kiss to the soft spongy surface of his cock head I move behind him drawing back his arms and placing them so he is holding his forearms bent at the elbows clasped at each wrist behind his back.

The change in posture tugs at his new toys. I smile at his intake of breath I lock eyes with him in the mirror.
“You look divine my Rider. Close your eyes, savor the sweet sensations while I go prepare your cake. When I call your name you may put away your toys and come blow out your candles…make a wish.”

I watch him close his eyes and with a small nibble to the side of his neck I return to the bed.

“Mirrors, lights lower please” at my command my ceiling changes to a mosaic of smoky mirrors, and the ambiance in the small room changes to one of pure romance.

Opening the cooler I remove what I need and slipping on a circle of his favorite candies like a garter belt I secure it high on one soft thigh above a silken stocking.

I then lie down on the bed, both legs bent and open leaning on one elbow, checking that my lover is not peeking, satisfied I begin my work in earnest.

I place a plump strawberry between my labia and surround it with a frothy confection of whipped cream which I use to cover my entire mons before trailing it upwards to stop at my belly button. I follow it with small zig zags and swirls of his favorite chocolate sauce. Leaning back I continue my loving work trailing both the cream and chocolate sauce from my belly button until they both encircle my luscious breasts.

Now comes the hard part using the mirrored ceiling as my guide I place a special read stubby candle one in the center of my belly button which I surround with small cherries. A dollop of chocolate to act as cement and I secure a seconds and third candle atop each nipple and surround them with whipped cream and cherries too.




One candle represents his past…may he remember only the good things.

The second, the present …
it is ours to enjoy this night

The third is his future…
which I am hoping will be filled with nothing but beauty and love for he deserves them both.



Carefully I light each candle before stilling my body and placing my arms to each side of my head.

I glance up at the ceiling, I look good enough to eat. With the red bow around my neck I resemble a combination birthday cake and presant both. I grin at my reflection this greedy girl would want his birthday to last for days and days.


“Music please," the strains of Happy Birthday fill the room.


"Rider come blow out your candles, eat your cake then open your last present

I am yours to do with as you wish….."


Not that was ever in doubt I think giggling slightly. My belly is quivering in delicious anticipation at what is to surely come, especially to good girls who have patience. :devil:
 
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As if there was any doubt they'd fit properly. She has impeccable taste with these things. That doesn't stop the intake of breath as the clamps bite, or the low moan while the ring slips over my erection and settles around the base. A few more motions and I feel the chain stretching them, a truly delicious sensation.

Then just remaining still, I can hear her rummaging around, but nothing even close to specific. I remain still, curious as to her plans, but obediently keeping my eyes closed. Then her voice calls to me and I open my eyes.

She looks delectable, spread out, covered in edible things. A lovely cake, if I could mass produce it I'd make a fortune. My nipples protest when the clamps come off, and the ring is something of a pleasurable fight since my cock definitely isn't going down. When it finally does release me, I gently replace the gifts in the box they came in, they will be put to use and cherished.

Rather than rush, despite that incredible temptation, I take my time. I sink into a crouch, eyes devouring her form. A wish? What in the world could I need now. Finding one though, I close my eyes, inhale, then blow out, slow and sensual across the flames which flicker and die, and her skin.


Now, since you're mine to do with, you get to hold still while I enjoy my cake.

With a wink, my tongue dips to the whipped cream and chocolate sauce, scraping deliciously against her skin as I take it into my mouth. The candles are removed next, and I happily share the cherries around her navel with her. Then lower, deliberately licking just the cream around her sex and not touching the skin until absolutely necessary. Then I lick slower, plucking the berry from her sex and into my mouth. I bite it in half and offer her one while my tongue slips into her folds.

For being so wonderful, I think you get a reward. You still don't get to move though.

A wink to tease her as I begin tracing her delicate folds, up and down, circling her clit, just tickling her entrance, over and over until her legs are trembling with need. Only then do I take her clit into my mouth and give it the attention it so desperately needs.
 
The feel of his lips and his tongue sliding across my sensitive skin, tasting of the most perfect confections resting upon it's surface is like Ambrosia to my heightened senses.

My eyes drift closed as I mentally follow the path his lips are taking, giggling slightly as a cherry is popped between my willing lips.

This man is divine.

I hold my breath as he descends lower to help himself to a berry temptation resting between the soft folds of my trembling sex. I shudder in delight as I feel his hot tongue entering me.

He is determined to tease me, by refusing to allow me to move and I suppose I well deserve it, I groan out my need and frustration but nevertheless I remain immobile. It seems as if time he is suspended as he teases and torments swollen nub that is throbbing and pleading for him to taste.

Time for me stands still, it could have been a single moment, it could have been an hour until we finally he took my desperate flesh into his practiced mouth.


Rider please no more, I beg him my voice husky with my need.

The pressure is building, the heat intensifying, I feel as if I am going to explode from the inside out, I am trembling my fingernails digging into the bed on either side of me as I try not to cum, as I try not to move…

The devil between my long legs is killing me…

The New Year is fast approaching and I am wondering what it will take to persuade him to allow me my pleasure?


Rider pleeese, I beg of him again.

Against my will I find myself arching up into his mouth as as waves of pleasure begin to build and fan from the soft flesh held between his teeth outwards into every single fibre of my body.

Not yet, not yet, not yet, I repeat in my head the words a soft mantra as I strive for some semblance of control. I can feel every cell vibrating ...

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm...I need...Ohhhhhhhhhh!"
 
I am in heaven as her delightful little clit pulses in my mouth. My tongue teases it still, just fluttering over it, my teeth oh so gentle against the base, working my sensual angel higher and higher without tipping her over yet. It's such a delightful game to play. I also want to see how long before her body betrays her control. I know she'd never deliberately move after being told not to, but not everything is voluntary.

I hear her begging, such sweet harmonies to my ears, I can hear the catch in her voice as she climbs higher. I wonder how much longer I can draw this out?

Of course I'm not cruel, my desire to give her the ultimate pleasure that her body is screaming for is growing as well. As soon as her hips start moving I know the time has arrived. She would never do that unless her body had totally taken over. Her last plea will merge nicely into her orgasm.

As she asks again I strike. My tongue moves faster, lavishing the poor teased little nub, my teeth applying just enough pressure to the base. To make sure she finally crosses that peak I slide two fingers into her needy body and rub that perfect spot to drive her crazy. My ministrations continue as she falls over the edge she's been riding for so long into the bliss of orgasm.
 
No words nor spoken permissions are necessary between him and I... the actions of his devilish tongue speak volumes, the pressure of his fingers curled within the softness of my need commanding my release!

Into the dark and delightful abyss I plunge with absolute abandon, my fingers leaving my satin sheets to entwine needing and demanding within the silken strands of his hair.

I am determined he shall travel there with me…


My legs wrap around him as I arch forcefully into his mouth and I scream out his name.

"Riderrrr, you are killing me!"

My mind blanks and I am overwhelmed with pure sensation and my love for this sweet man; it blows out the pleasure centers of my fevered brain…

Is it hours or simply minutes? I have no knowledge before I am almost able to think once more as I swim with slow languorous strokes back into reality to find his serious eyes on mine.

"My Dark Angel would you like to continue our dance, your fantasy becoming mine and visa versa?"

I draw his head up my trembling form until his lips are almost touching mine and smile softly. "Of course first things first, I do believe you owe me?" I glance towards the shadowed alcove and the sensual delights that await us both within.

“Quid pro quo? "

I purr my passion drugged eyes devouring his...
 
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She rides her orgasm for what seems an eternity, her long legs around my shoulders and clenched, holding me in place as she enjoys her much deserved orgasm. My tongue begins gentle ministrations as she starts coming down from her high, drifting almost lazily back to her body. She turned into a pool of relaxed muscles and nerves after her peak, so it wasn't too hard to slid up her body and be almost eye to eye when she finally returned.

"Hm, yes. And such a lovely dance it is."

Do I really owe her? Probably, and at any rate I'm not at all complaining. She should turn into a debt collector, no one could refuse her.

"Indeed I do, so I guess that means you get to lead the first part of this dance."

I can't stop the smile from coming to my lips, the unknown stretching out before us. The only certainty is that we'll both be torn between needing more and begging for it to stop. I prop myself up on one elbow and offer my hand.

"Well then, lead on my Sensual Angel."
 
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