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

[yeishia]

Oh his memory is decidedly lacking this night. I bite his lower lip and grin sliding out from beneath him much like the snake from the Garden of Eden. I am not the snake however, I am Eve…

I move to sit on the bed closest to my magical alcove and take my time braiding my long hair into one thick braid seemingly oblivious to him. I know however that he is watching me, dutifully intent on my every sensuous motion…

Finally I glance in his direction as I lay out a few interesting implements on the bed before him.

Slowly I glide towards the whipping post concealed within the alcove, my movements calculated and provocative. With deliberative intention I take my thick braid and coil it around both of my wrists my movements practiced and precise, my eyes never for a second leaving his. Can he read in them what my innermost desire is of him this night?

I stretch on tiptoe and slip my wrists over the hook above my head. My actions elongate my supple form, raising my pert breasts causing my ribcage to stand out in relief.

The image is both sensuous and striking!

This is MY desire…

"My Dark Angel come to me now!"

 

[Last_Rider]

I sigh into the brief kiss, , her teeth biting into my bottom lip in a most sensuous manner. Then she moves and begins braiding her hair. I'm tempted to move and help, I so love the feel of her hair, but I remain. Of course as soon as her eyes meet mine I understand. She's definitely correct that I owe her. My memory has failed me again, but that will be addressed later. For now I just watch the smooth and sensual motions of her body.

Finally she finishes and moves, the whipping post appearing in her alcove. It takes no time for her to bind herself with her long braid. The extra little arch in her back moves her breasts up and out, her tip toe position modeling her long legs and giving her lovely ass quite a forum to display itself on.

"Of course my Sensual Angel, you look far too good to be left alone up there."

I rise from the bed in fluid motion. Her alcove has provided me with a wide selection of things to use on her, many I can pass over quickly. This has to be just right, I pass the long whips, pause at the single tails before moving on, the flogger selection is extensive. Oh what to choose? Something that feels good in my hand, the perfect choice is here somewhere.

Ah, here we are. A flogger with long falls of wide material. The number of falls is only a handful so each will bite a little more. For tonight, this is perfect.

"Now then, let's see what kind of patterns I can make."

The slow "swish" and "CRACK" begins to make its way through the bedroom. Just lightly at first, up and down each thigh, over her wonderful backside, carefully up her back, wrapping around to strike her sides just a little as it moves up and down her wonderful body.

 

[yeishia]

I close my eyes savoring his approach with my senses alone my mind filled with his beautiful, image as he makes his wicked choice.

"Now then, let's see what kind of patterns I can make."

I sigh in utter contentment as I hear the first swish its sound evocative, enticing, its feel upon my flesh electrifying!

It's passage along my willing body causes me to sway this way and that arching even more as I seek to find my balance.

By the time he has completed one pass of my sinuous frame I can feel myself sinking, giving myself over to him totally.

A delicious heat sweeps my flesh in response to his seductive flogger pooling deep within my lower belly where a fire begins to smolder.


“Mmmmm perfection, I practically purr, harder my dark angel, command all of me and more this night!”

 

[Last_Rider]

Harder my Angel, you wouldn't be topping from the bottom would you?

I grin, reaching out and softly caressing the heated skin, admiring the crisscross pattern of pink over her body. Of course I can also tell that she needs more. I step back, the distance now perfect as my arm begins moving again.

Swish... CRACK

Harder now, over and over, dancing along her back, her upturned bottom, her thighs, the falls kiss over her delicate skin turning it into a deeper shade of red. Now just caressing again, feeling the heat, feeling her responsive body quivering under my touch

You look very good like this my Sensual Angel.

Again the falls begin moving, faster now, dancing through the air and kissing over her skin as I move up and down her sweet lithe body

 

[yeishia]

The feel of his colder hand on my fevered skin is exquisite torture and I moan out my pleasure not answering what I was sure was a rhetorical question , me top from the bottom, I am softly smiling as the delightful flogger bites into my sensitive skin once more guiding me to a place of perfect bliss.

To travel there in the hands of my dark angel was sheer perfection

"You look very good like this my Sensual Angel."

Through haze of heady endorphins I heed his words my body responding now on many levels.

I feel like we are dancing, he, I, the flogger, all in perfect unison, I am sinking fast to a place of sensual delight but resisting the temptations to simply disappear there I want to share all of who I am with this delightful man whom I adore.

"Ummmmmmm Rider your sensual angel needs her release may she?"

I am on fire and am unsure if I have spoken the words out loud or merely thought them. I am not worried he and I are so in tune he will know that I am balanced on the very peek and ready to soar free.

The question is...will he allow it?

 

[Last_Rider]

The flogger moves in harmony with her body, I feel less like I'm using the flogger and more like I'm guiding it, allowing it to do what it wishes. Her skin is a lovely shade of pink, the blood running under the surface and creating new erogenous zones for my bound Angel.

Yes my Angel, I want to see you achieve your release.

The flogger speeds up, but the blows aren't as hard now. The goal has become to stimulate all the newly sensitive flesh now, and I can see her slowly getting lost in the sensation. This is good, and the falls keep tracing her form, up and down, around her thighs and bottom, pushing the feelings higher and higher into her brain.

Cum for me my Sensual Angel.

I've no doubt she will, she's been hovering near the edge, and now that she's so eager to go, and I wish to see her cum, I know she will

 

[yeishia]

Yes my Angel, I want to see you achieve your release.

“Ummmm,” I close my eyes sinking lower still each touch of his flogger a small intimate caress wrapping around my flesh touching me in a way no mortal man could ever hope to do.

Cum for me my Sensual Angel.

In my mind I raise my arms out to my sides unfettered by my hair. I lean forward and float into the abyss which welcomes me with open arms. I feel soft, deliciously feminine. I am floating free amongst the sensuous colors of pure sensation as I merge body and soul with this delightful place.

Subspace is the true orgasmic realm of the abyss and it is my dark angel who has guided me here with his loving care.

I do not ever want to leave this perfect place if it were not for my Rider I would remain her for eternity…

I hang there swaying slightly my eyes far away a soft sensual simile on my beautiful face my lithesome body aglow with my passion, golden nectar sliding lovingly down the insides of my slender thighs.

“Rider,” I sigh his name a soft caress as it leaves my parched lips.

 

[Last_Rider]

I can tell when she loses herself in the feeling and floats off to subspace, she looks so peaceful, so beautiful like that. The flogger comes to rest at my side, the ends of the falls swaying slightly before I set it aside and move to her. My fingers undo the knots that bind her, and I easily hold her weight and move her back to her bed.

Lovely my Angel.

Some water appears, perfectly chilled, and I touch the bottle to her lips and let her drink a bit. She's still only half here, the rest floating blissfully in subspace, gently returning back to her body. When she does return it's with my arms around her, sitting against the pillows with her nestled against my chest.

Welcome back.

 

[yeishia]

I am floating in some ethereal place as he carries me to our bed thankful for the cool liquid and his arms wrapped carefully around me ever protective, I am unused to such devoted after care. My heart beat slows and I snuggle closer my limbs entangling around him needing to feel him closer.

“Welcome back.” He is happy I can tell and so am I .

At some point we both must have fallen asleep and later I awoke to find us both wrapped in a single silken sheet entangled around us like a protective lover. I lay still listening to his heart beat for several seconds before I gently removed myself. I cannot leave him and so I sit in the lotus position beside his sleeping form. My chin propped on my palms my elbows resting on the bed in front of my ankles drinking in his beauty. I have never met another such as he….

It took me so long to be able to let go he was like an enigma, devoted submissive yet an accomplished switch all wrapped up in a single unassuming caring totally evocative package. He had given me what no Master ever had, knowledge born of his submissive half I had supposed. Surprisingly he had drawn from me something I had never suspected had been hiding beneath the gentle submissive I had always been since as long as I could remember.

I gently stroked my slender fingertips along the strong curve of his jaw he was magnificent. He was teaching me so much about myself, we as a couple were evolving and I was full of anticipation longing to explore this new experience. It was so very hard to put into words but a felt as if we were both halves of the same complex puzzle piece, that we belonged together somehow. I could feel us becoming one and it excited me.

Grinning mischievously I slipped quietly from the bed and took a hastily shower my mind devising a devilish game I hoped he would like as much as I knew I would. I washed and oiled my body before slipping on a pair of sheer white thigh high stockings and a matching satin corset laced up in the front. It cinched my tiny waist showcasing my breasts which were bare and very much aroused at the thought of what was to come, my puffy nipples blushing prettily. I did not bother with panties they would be superfluous this night. My hair I gathered on top of my head allowing many glorious curls to fall where they willed across my bare shoulders.

I was ready!

Back in the bedroom I placed two high backed armless chairs facing each other on either side of my freestanding mirror, on the other side I place d one of my magic toy boxes within easy reach of us both

“Sunset , candles “

Suddenly the ambiance of the room changed into one of sensual seduction lit by the waning sun and hundreds of flickering candles.

I crossed to the bed and ran a feather that I had procured from my tox box along his handsome Jaw

“Rider , my dark angel, awaken I should like to play.” My voice was firm this was not a request ...

 

[Last_Rider]

Sleep, it's sneaky, and tends to approach on little cat feet. It slipped so gently over and around me as we cuddled together that I never suspected it was there at all. Then I was under, drifting along my subconscious with my Angel snuggled up beside. Apparently a good flogging takes more out of you than I thought, this being the first prolonged one I'd given in some time.

I am peripherally aware when she wakes, roaming that delicious space between dreams and reality where you can almost control the dream and it blends with what happens around you. I like it here, here anything is possible. I know when she giggles and slips from the bed, and roll onto my back while still immersed in the colors of my dream. The brush of the feather wakes me, along with her words.

Yes yes, just a second.

A test, to see where her mind is today. One eye opens and I see the glint in her eyes, as well as the delicious outfit she has on. This woman is inside my mind. I stretch, no rebuke from her but just an evil grin. Good, I'm feeling playful and her mood seems to match. I sit up on my elbows, hauling my form into a sitting position to kiss her a proper greeting.

I wish to play too, oh, you've got a game in mind.

My eyes take in the set up, I can tell the very basic premise of her game. I glance up, the space above the chairs becoming a mirror, no escape for the eyes from what the other wishes. Alterations can be made if I've guessed wrong, but I don't think I have.

You look beautiful yeishia, my sensual Angel. Those chairs look comfortable, but something tells me you've got a surprise or two. Either way, I'd very much like to play.

The sheet is pooled at my waist, my pants had vanished sometime before sleep took us, and she's the only one wearing any clothing at all, my eyes drawn to her hips, her breasts, her slender legs encased in stockings. This will be interesting one way or the other.

So what do you have in mind?

 

[yeishia]

I had watched with care the emotions playing across his handsome face delighted by the fact he was already partially attuned to my thoughts, I lowered my eyes briefly to mask my expression knowing that I did indeed have a few surprises up my none existent sleeve and knowing also how easily my eyes betrayed my innermost thoughts.

“Come”

I helped him from the bed and lead him to a chair.

“Sit down my dark angel, back straight legs spread as wide as they are comfortable and then another two inches. Imagine they are attached to a spreader bar they do not move for the duration of our play!”

I moved behind him gathering his arms behind him crossing one wrist over the other. “This is just temporary my love.” I whisper dipping my tongue into his ear before biting gently on it vulnerable lobe.

I move to gather a bowl filled with warm scented water and some warm towels, my movements sensual and calculated and place them on the floor between his muscular thighs.

“ I had an unfair disadvantage Rider I got to bathe and so I thougth before we begin our game I would level the playing field somewhat.”

I think you shall enjoy this.

I kneel down in front of the steaming bowl smiling up at him my face the picture of feigned innocence….

 

[Last_Rider]

The walk to the chair got my blood flowing again, and I sit as indicated. Legs parted, finding a spot like she'd indicated, then wrapping my hands around and grabbing my own wrists to keep them still. This wasn't quite what I'd been expecting, but her mention of temporary and the little bite to my ear make me smile.

Ah, so that's it, I'm somehow at a theoretical disadvantage? Her faux-innocence is delicious looking but doesn't fool me.

I'd hate to play a game on an uneven field yeishia, whatever you think is necessary to level it is OK with me.

She looks so good, nipples aroused and puffy, feet behind her as she kneels with the warm water, a cloth soaking in the basin as her delicate fingers begin running over my body, down my legs, then into the water to remove the cloth and begin making things more "even". Of course I'm now at a greater disadvantage, but I'm not going to complain even the slightest.

 

[yeishia]

I am heaven as I bathe my dark angel taking exquisite care to see that he enjoys every single pass of the soft cloth, every stroke of my soft hands, every teasing touch of my lips on his flesh. It is a labor of love with a dark undertone of pure devilment. Finally as I rinse the suds from his engorged cock I smile sweetly, before slowly standing to place the bowl and towels back in the bathroom.

Upon my return I am carrying a pair of silver stiletto sandals. I sit down opposite him spreading my legs wide my dancer’s flexibility allowing me far greater range of movement than the man seated opposite me. I am wide open my desire openly on display for the man ‘bound’ opposite to me.

Saying nothing I take my time to affix my sandals onto my dainty feet clasping the slender straps around my slender ankles. Once done they lift my legs accentuating my calves to perfection rising my thighs causing my sleek muscles to stand out in clear relief.

Our thighs are mere inches apart.

I can feel his scalding heat!

“Rider?” my voice is a husky purr.

“You may relax your hands, unless they are in active use they should remain resting lightly on your knees as are mine.”

My eyes devour his physique and I unconsciously run the tip of my tongue around the perimeter of my soft lips.

“Would you like to know the perimeters of our game... its rules?”

 

[Last_Rider]

My eyes alternate between closed to savor the sensations and latched onto her fingers as they glide the cloth over my body. This is wonderful, and I'm almost completely hard by the time she has ended. She blends innocence and devilment so perfectly, hard to find where one begins and the other ends. I'm enjoying this, then she finishes and saunters back to the bathroom.

Thank you yeishia, that was wonderful. Next time I'm washing you though.

She returns, a pair of stiletto sandals dangling from her fingers. Her lithe body slips into the chair opposite mine and she stretches her legs out. I imagine she's at the same parameters I am, a inch or so past comfortable, her flexibility is simply greater than mine. My eyes trace her legs, following the motions of her hands as they slide down her stocking clad legs before fixing each sandal to her feet. Her back is arched in the most provocative way possible, modeling her luscious body for me. I was mostly hard when the bathing had ended, now it's a full blown erection after her little show. My eyes tracer her body again, resting at the delicious apex of her thighs before I meet her eyes with my own.

I would very much like to know the rules. I imagine it involves us like this, teasing and stroking to some degree. I'd like the specifics very much though my Angel.

 

[yeishia]

I picked up a bottle of oil the male twin of my own warming it between my palms before spreading the sensual fragrance slowly over his neck shoulders and torso working it in with my practiced fingers my eyes never leaving his as I explained our game, my soft spoken words an intimate caress.

"A little quid pro quo my darling, we shall take turns much like in a game of chess. I turn over the hour glass and then begin, your or my arms immediately moving from thighs to behind the chair as if bound unless instructed otherwise. We both have up to 5 min to take our turn or until a small buzzer sounds.

Whomever cums first, looses."

Finishing up his message my eyes bored into his the devilish merriment vanishing completely.

“No cheating my dark angel, we have edged before I know your capabilities. Believe me you will not enjoy your punishment if you lose deliberately… I shall make it so!”

Smiling again I leaned across to place a soft kiss on his lips.

”I’ll go first to demonstrate shall I, an easy first round I think.”

Without looking I turned the hourglass at the same time leaning forwards to place my lips on the head of his rock hard cock. I sucked gently on the spongy surface using my tongue to trace its perimeter occasionally thrusting it into the small tasty hole that tasted uniquely of him. Finally I withdrew my lips as if i was loath to do so drawing out the action until the head came free with a small plop. I smiled softly and blew gently across its heated surface just as the buzzer sounded.

“All done.”

I looked the picture of innocent devilment as I gazed lovingly across at him

 

[Last_Rider]

I listen, this game actually sounds like a great deal of fun. Of course I wont cheat, but her mentioning it makes me smile. My skin still hums softly from her soft massage, body relaxed. Well, mostly relaxed. Her words and her little display have made part of me the opposite of relaxed. That doesn't bother me now though, for now my mind is on her, her body, the fun and evil light in her eyes.

"I think you should go first, just so I understand everything."

A self serving agreement with her desire, but she wants it and so do I. Her head dips, then her lips engulf the head of my erection. It feels so good, her tongue playing with the sensitive skin, probing the entrance playfully. She is well versed with my buttons and how to play with them. Five minutes, such an evil space of time. So hard to cum in just five minutes when you're on your honor, frustrating in the best way. All too soon there's a soft plop as her lips leave my skin and the buzzer goes off.

"This is going to be fun."

Her hands go behind her back as I reset the hour glass. Hm, what to do? I reach over, hands covering her breasts, squeezing softly. Such lovely bits, fingers digging into the soft skin, stroking over them, finding her lovely nipples and toying with them. Pinches, twists, now I lean over and add gently licks, the occasional nibble of my teeth. More and more until the buzzer goes off, and I release her lovely breasts, arms going behind the chair again.

 

[yeishia]

"Ummmmmm"

I let my head drop back allowing my hair to cascade down my back as I enjoyed his devilish toying of my now rock hard nipples. It appears he knew my triggers also, sometimes I thought my sensitive nipples were connected directly to my traitorous clit... Breath girl breathe.

As the buzzer sounded I smiled across at him. Two can play at this game. I with drew a small oriental looking box filled with small hand made back cloths pegs knowing he will remember them. Ignoring the box sitting like a small vipers nest between us lean forwards and treat him to mirror motions of the actions he had subjected my breast to,

Fingers digging into the soft skin, stroking over them, finding her lovely nipples and toying with them. Pinches, twists, now I lean over and add gently licks, the occasional nibble of my teeth.

Just before the buzzer rang I reached into the toy box and pulled out two ordinary cloths pegs, with a tug and small twist I snapped one on each of his distended nipples.

A flick of both forefingers and thumbs simultaneously hard to each cloths peg and the buzzer sounded my arms returning behind my back.

I had up-ed the anti!

My eyes smouldered as I gazed into his my breathing slightly ragged.

The small box sat untouched between us.

 

[Last_Rider]

I watch her motions, the box between us remains untouched. I have my own toys I can call on, that one is hers. I smile, I remember these pegs well. She leaves them for now, instead using her fingers and lips, tongue, teeth, pulling at my nipples until they're fully distended and begging for touch. Then the clamps. Breathe

She knows my buttons, and then flicks the pegs hard just as the buzzer sounds. First I release the pegs, her flick had almost knocked them free but not quite. A hiss as the blood returns and my cock pulses again. I'll get her back. I flip the hourglass and lean forward.

"I remember you had several of these..."

Fingers again go to her breasts, stroking and working them. After a minute I grab pegs and begin fixing them to her lovely bust. One to each nipple, one on the aerola above, below, left, and right of the nipple. Nice decorations. I smile, now just brushing the tips of the pegs with my hands for a minute or so until my time is almost up. Then I grab all of them, five in each hand, and squeeze the ends, releasing the pressure at once and returning the bloodflow just as the buzzer sounds.

 

[yeishia]

I watch as he removed my pegs my eye narrowing slightly as they are drawn to his pulsating manhood.

" I doo." I purr watching as he carefully fixes the colorful full little buggers to my soft flesh my eyes closing as she gently vibrates them lulling me into a false sense of security as I savoir the delicious sensations. Feeling myself getting wetter and wetter by degrees.

Rider!!!!

My eyes fly open as he pulls them all off at once pain shooting directly to my clit firing endorphins into immediate action

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," I arch forwards my nails digging hard into my own wrists as I try to starve off the orgasm he has quite literally forced upon me.

He is the devil himself!

"Not yet!" I grind out struggling to control my breathing.

I lean over and up turn the hourglass.

Picking up the cloths pegs he had removed I swiftly replaced them.

"Scoot slightly closer to the edge of the chair Rider keeping your leg nice and wide. Perfect." This new position caused him to arch slightly in order to keep his elbow to wrist position behind the chair increasing the tension on the clamps.

I added a small weight to each.

Slowly I broke my position stretching one long leg out before me trailing the stiletto slowly down the center of his chest leaving an angry read mark in its wake. Finally I rested my shod foot directly on his cock apressing down slightly with its toe.

" You have been very bad my dark angel you touched my toys without my permission." I pouted looking sad.

Pressing a little with the heel I began to rock my foot back and forth along his length varying the pressure as I continued to softly speak. I loved the feel of his flesh at my mercy my eyes began to glow with passion.

"Rider there is a 5 min penalty for that infraction I shall claim it on my next turn"

As the buzzer sounded I removed my dainty foot. "My angel when my turns starts again return to exactly where I have placed you please."

I resumed my original position and smiled sweetly my face the picture of pure innocence.

Inside I was dancing on the edge of a volcano, the smell of my own arousal and the sight of his inflamed and pulsating manhood a potent aphrodisiac to my own inner turmoil.

 

[Last_Rider]

A brief sigh, so close. I know she was close, but her control is incredible. Five minutes, not quite enough time for me to truly force it from her. Not yet at least. Her words, crap. I should have suspected, my teeth clenching when the pegs bite again into the sensitive flesh. Note to self: reclamping hurts more than the first clamping.

"Yes Ma'am, I'm sorry."

True, but it wont affect much of anything. My eyes close as her heel drags down my chest, then rests on my pulsing cock. Just rocking, my breath evening itself out, feeling her touch as I remain positioned. Just this way, again, after my turn. Then ten minutes, I wonder if I can hold out?

Seeing as this is my last chance for a bit, I'll need to make the most of it. My hands slip around, caressing her thighs now. I have to be careful how I move, or the swinging weights send shocks through my body. By rights I should do the same to her, but that's not as much fun. My head carefully dips, teeth and tongue toying with her puffy nipples for a moment or two before I clamp them again. No weights, just the clamps. Then I move lower. Her body rises up until I can reach her sex. My tongue begins moving over it, tracing her folds, bottom to top, up and down, figure eights, slowly tasting and savoring every little bit of her. Her clit remains untouched, until my time is almost up. Then I take it into my mouth, tongue snaking around and around it, giving it all the attention I can give. As the sand falls I reach up, grip the pegs, and pull them back. No releasing of the pressure, just pulling, pulling, there, they snap off and I suck harder on her clit, just as the buzzer goes off and I must resume my position.

 

[yeishia]

I relaxed slightly arching into his hands relishing the feel of his mouth on my sensitive flesh, loving the feel as the clamps snapped back into place.

“Ummmmmmperfection,” I murmured.

As he turned his attention to the softness between my wide stretched legs I closed my smoldering eyes better to savor the exquisite sensations he was affording me. My dark angel was correct I do have spectacular control, many nights we have played the edging game usually with only one or the other of us at the helm pushing, tempting, cruelly tormenting.

Tonight his "Yes Ma'am, I'm sorry." has helped shift my mindset slightly allowing me to push myself even further, making me absolutely determined that I will not lose this devilish game we are playing.

I can feel my throbbing clit swelling desperate for his attention, my whole body is vibrating with my desire...I so want to give in, I contemplate this errant thought as his wicked tongue works its seductive magic sliding me closer towards the precipice.

The buzzer sounds, he drags the pegs off my nipples as he sucks on my clit as if he intended to swallow it whole . Damn it but he knows my triggers as if they were his own!

“ Rider!!!!!” I grind out.

To my credit I remain in position my finger nails digging hard into my forearms my teeth grinding together as I actively clamp down on the orgasm that seems in inevitable. No no no nooooooooo!!! I am like a runaway train whose engineer rams on the breaks determined not to crash and burn.

It seems like a life time but is merely seconds, but finally I succeed pulling my desire to a precarious stop, my eyes snap open and I sightlessly stare in his direction as I slow down my ragged breathing.

“Nice try,” I rasp out smiling slightly as I see him return to the position I had requested of him earlier happy to see that his pulsating manhood looks heavy with its need.

When I am ready I turn over the first hour glass and place my sandal covered foot back on his cock leaning an increasing amount of my weight on it as I unbuckle and remove it. stretching out my long leg towards his face I slide off my white silk stocking. Licking my lips I place my dainty toes on his lips

“Taste my love.”

As he opens his mouth to obey my command I allow him one suck before tracing his inner lips gathering moisture before I trail my bare foot down his chest zigzagging to flick one nipple then the other before tracing a wet trail across his belly and along his pulsating cock.

A hard flick to the soft underside his cock my own body both, reacting with a visceral response.The sound of his soft moans inflame me as I return my bare foot to its original position .

"My Rider what to do?" I ask him pulling the silk stocking back and forth under the weights of his nipple clamps. My head to one side I ponder his cock as if in thought.

"I know!"

Clapping my hands in glee much like a child in a candy shop I proceed to wrap my stocking firmly around his cock and balls

“Does that feel good pet? I ask him excitedly my voice a vibrant purr as bouncing his thick length rhythmically up and down on the palm of my hand.

My time is running out, I glance at the almost empty hourglass and flip over the second one.

“My dark angel, this doesn’t look right I want you to have more fun.” Grinning I look directly at him. “It seems that we are now in penalty time”

Swiftly I unbind his cock and balls draping my stocking around his neck flicking his clamped nipples seemingly by accident as I so do. Reaching between our legs into the rectangular box I deftly clamp the small handmade pegs to the underside of his hot and throbbing cock working from its base to tip .

“Feels good hmmm?” I ask rhetorically as I trail a single fingernail from one lacquered peg to the other.

Bending my head I take the spongy tip of his cock into my mouth sucking and twirling my tongue much as I had done before dipping into its entrance as my fancy struck me looking up at him watching him watching me.

My time was almost up...

I removed my mouth for a brief moment and spoke with quiet authority.

“My pet cum for me!”

My next actions were liquid lightning completed in a single instance.

Returning my mouth on his cock-head I simultaneously snapped off his weighted nipple clamps, then dragged off those clamped to the underside of his cock one by one from base to head. As the last was removed I pressed my mouth hard along his shuddering cock until it hit the back of my throat and my nose was buried in the soft flesh of his underbelly delighting in the scent that was uniquely his. One swallow and he was mine! I milked him hard with my throat muscles my small fingers softly cupping his balls, I could feel his belly clench as he strained towards me lifting up off the seat.

I would swallow him whole, swallow what was mine!

The buzzer sounded and I remained clamped firmly to My cock!

Jesus he tasted so good...

 

[Last_Rider]

I can see how close I pushed her, very close indeed. Her control is very good though, and she holds herself back, taking a few moments to regain her composure before smiling and taunting me. I smile back, holding my position, eyes on her frame as she moves. Her long limbs, her lovely lines, they're incredibly enticing. She presses into my cock again, drawing a low moan as she increases the weight. Then my eyes are drawn to her motions, one leg stretching out, lovely white stocking rolled down. She knows my buttons, and her lovely little toes touch my lips. I suck and kiss for the brief moments before she pulls it away.

My eyes follow her motions, watching her foot and leg as she moves down my body, the clamps on my nipples throbbing again when she touches them before going lower. Again, resting on my cock, feeling it throb under her delicate foot. Then the theatrics, God help me at least the timer is almost done. The silk stocking wraps around my heated straining flesh, so soft, my eyes close to savor it.

Does it feel good? What kind of question is that.

"Yesssss," I hiss, feeling her fingers and palm bouncing my pulsing shaft up and down, the bindings pleasantly constricting, it all feels very good. Penalty time. God, help me.

I hiss again when she "accidentally" brushes the pegs on my nipples, the swaying of the weights sending darts of sensation through me. Once they slow I watch her again, the way she leans and bends, everything she does is designed to further enflame me. It's working.

Each bite of the clamps actually isn't bad, but I know better than to be relieved by that. These don't hurt going on, but they hurt like a bitch when coming off. I can only groan as she toys with them, their swinging motion making my body twitch and groan. Her mouth again, so perfect. I can feel her tongue working the head, toying with the slit, my eyes screwed closed, panting. I wont make it, I know that.

Permission, oh, thank you.

Pain, pleasure, my nipples scream as the blood shoots back into the nerve endings, each peg removed from my cock makes my hips move. Each one jolts my arousal up another notch, till only the one near the frenulum remains. Then it goes and I cry out, her mouth diving onto me, fingers working my balls. I'm already lost, hips jerking hard off the chair with the force of my orgasm. Stars flash before my eyes, my breath is erratic, my cock jumping between her lips as my orgasm goes on and on and on. Finally it abates, time has no meaning as I relax, panting, body still twitching erratically.

"Thank you, God that was amazing."

I reach down, stroking her hair, recovering my breath. I remember her words, technically I've lost. Makes me wonder what's coming.

"So, what do you get for winning yeishia?"

 

[yeishia]

As I feel the first spurts of his liquid fire plunging down my greedy throat, I treat him to all I have to offer before slipping his pulsating manhood from my throat so that I can enjoy the taste of his cum on my tongue, he tastes define. Finally as he begins to still and all that is left is his ragged breathing a testimony to my wicked efforts I pull my lips one last time from his length dragging my teeth over the now hypersensitive head of his still twitching cock.

"Thank you, God that was amazing."

I look up at him my beautiful eyes filled with love and devilment. I can see the wheels turning in his head and patiently wait for him to concede defeat enjoying the feel of his fingers stroking my silken locks.

"So, what do you get for winning yeishia?"

“Mirrored ceiling”

With those whispered words I run to our bed and giggling throw myself onto my back my legs bent and fully open, gone is the often shy submissive.

“Hmmmmm? Your oh so strict Mistress would like her pet to bring her to orgasm“ I stifle down more giggles trying to aim for a stern demeanour and failing miserably.

I glance up at the mirrored ceiling above our bed blushing at the wanton picture I present, all flushed and glowing with my own arousal, my long hair tousled, splayed over the silken sheets, my corset half on and off showcasing my naked breasts to perfection my leg open and inviting one still encased in a silken stocking.

“Come to me my dark angel,” I purr, “make me scream with need, while I watch you work your magic”

 

[Last_Rider]

That scrape of her teeth, God, it sent shivers through my whole body. Does she know? If not I'll tell her at some point, just not right now. Now, my thoughts are with her, my eyes on her as she stretches up towards me and whispers.

Mirrored ceiling? Is that my punishment?

Then she giggles and flees to the bed, which now has the ceiling of mirrors. That makes more sense. My eyes follow her movement and take in the display she gives me before her orders are made clear. Mistress? Hm, a bit of a stretch perhaps. I'll have to see how it tastes on my tongue before deciding. I stand and move to the bed, kneeling on it, my hands on her ankles. One stocking clad, one bare, interesting contrast. I slide my hands up her legs, rubbing up and down, in little circles as I move forward towards the apex of her thighs. A decent punishment I suppose, though much more her reward. Either way.

Ah, here I am. I lean down, fingers still scraping gently over the bare skin at the top of her thighs, I inhale taking in her scent. Divine. My lips rest on her abdomen, just below her navel and kiss softly down the skin towards where I'm supposed to be. I can feel the heat, I had her close to cumming before, but take my time. She's spread wide enough for me to work comfortably and I start at the bottom, licking around her opening, just probing it with my tongue. She wanted to scream with pleasure, that takes a bit of time but I so love taking the scenic route. Up just a bit now, swirling in the pinkness, teeth finding her delicate petals and nibbling. Mmmm, she tastes so good. Up and down, my tongue works slowly, swirling, tasting, dipping, all over. Well, almost all over. Only that beating, growing, pulsing little bundle of nerves gets no attention. She wants to scream and to watch, this will get her there. Eventually. Up and down, swirl, touch, flick, nibble, over and over delving into her pinkness and feeling her respond.

Should I make her wait, or has it been long enough? Tough question, better wait. More swirls, more teasing, more circling of her nub, more of my tongue slipping into her, until her body is focused on her clit, the pulsing need that fills her form. Yep, now she's ready. No gentle touches, not for what she wants. My mouth engulfs it, sealing it inside the wet cavern before my tongue attacks it. No rest, no mercy for it. My tongue swirls, flicks, covers, strokes, over and over, pulling at it with every little touch and tug of my teeth. This will get her reaction, this will giver her her reward for victory.

 

[yeishia]

As he joins me on the bed part of me relaxes and part of me stays on the ready. I know my dark angel well he will bring me to the very edge and hold me there until I am screaming out my need I shall have to be on my toes to see that I do not lose all control until the very last moment.

I simply adore mirrors and tonight is no exception I love watching how the muscles play beneath his supple skin as he kneels between my legs. We are a match of contrasts, he is all definitive plains and hard angles I softly rounded curves, and besides I love his sexy ass it turns me on.

I watch me threading my fingers lightly through his hair as he begins to pleasure me arching into him as I feel the first fiery touch of his devilish tongue, my passion is fueled by his soft moans of appreciation. I know how good I taste having often tasted me on his lips after we have made love.

“Ummmmmmmm sooo gooood .”

I whisper my fingers leaving his head to entwine in the silken sheets above my head. He knows my buttons oh so well, swirling, tasting, dipping, all over avoiding my clit which is swollen and silently screaming for his attention.

“Pleeeeeese Rider pleeese,”

I beg of him wanting and not wanting …not quite yet

Watching his sensual motions on my flesh, listening to the softly slurping sounds of his mouth and tongue feeling his dextrous tongue his lips his wickedly sharp teeth on my heated flesh all are guiding me to sensory overload. I can feel myself quivering all over with my desire, hear the echos of my soft moaning reverberating around the room. My labored breathing is comming in small panting busts and I am barely able to keep my smouldering gaze on the heady vision in the mirror “Ummmmmmmmmm.”

My clit is ..I am... "Ohhhhhhhh,"

As his mouth devours that throbbing bit of me that seems to hold my brain right now. I can feel myself coming undone Jesus he knows my body well

"Rideeerrr ohhhhhhh fuck!"

Uncharacteristically I swear, screaming out my frustration. I am panting heavily now beads of sweat popping out like small pearls all over my naked flesh as his tongue swirls, flicks, covers, strokes, over and over, pulling at it with every little touch and tug of his teeth.

I am so very close, desperately trying to slow my breathing concentrate on something else I can when all I want to really do is throw myself off the precipice taking my dark angel with me.

I am the one in control right?

My ..dark..angel…make… me ..cum… NOW! I finally grind out.