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

I try to remain relaxed and impassive as I wash my Angel, but she's subtle and very playful. I feel her body relaxing even more, but she must be aware of my growing erection as it's pressed against her back. At my mention of her getting dirty again she plays coy. She knows exactly what I mean.

"I suppose I'll have to show you then."

My hands leave the luffa and move up her body. Her lovely breasts are bobbing gently on the water, and I can tell her nipples are firm and in need of attention. I lift her breasts clear of the water and lean over, capturing first one nipple, then the other in my mouth. I let my tongue play with them, my hands gently massaging the rest of her breasts as I let my mouth play with the rosy tips of them.
 
He is correct I am very aware of his erection especially that it is now at the juncture of my slippery thighs.

I arch backwards even more moaning as I feel him capture my nipple in his greedy mouth as he toys with my swollen breasts. My fingers are splayed on his thighs my nails distracting him as I wickedly position him at the entrance to my soft center and slide him carefully ito my honeyed depths.

I relax my muscles fully wondering if I can accomplish my mission without him noticing...
 
I can feel her, her lovely lower bits sliding along my body. My Angel is sneaky, almost without realizing it I can feel her body snaking around mine. Her entrance is just at the head of my cock, she's trying to get me inside her. I'm quite happy to help. My hands grip her hips as my mouth remains clamped to her breast, and I slowly pull her down.

"Mmmmmm."

Just a low moan of pleasure around her lovely breast as we become joined again.
 
"Mmmmmm."

My sounds echo his as I lean forwards to place my lips on his sliding my tongue softly inside to complete our circle of love.

I make no further moves as yet simply enjoying the sublime feeling of being one with my Dark Angel. I savor how he fills me stretching my inner walls to completion; and how his sensual tongue feels dancing with mine. I relish the composite of delightful smells each blending one with the other as they enfold us like a silken blanket; our combined arousal, his breath becoming mine and the subtle undertones of sensual jasmine...

In the hot steamy room I become lost in the essence of this man I love, I could orgasm now with no further urging.

Removing my lips for a millisecond I whisper my voice low and husky,

"Je t’adore."

With firm precision my inner muscles move lovingly along his cock from base to tip, a slow, sensuous message, telling him clearly of my love, of my needs this night.

All that can be heard is the pounding of our united heartbeats, our soft breathing and the gentle lapping of the water as it becomes displaced by my softly erotic motions…
 
Her single phrase runs right to my soul and warms me further. I smile as our lips meet again, tongues playing softly as she begins her slow massage of my cock. It makes sense here, too much motion and the cleaning crew would be upset at the amount of water we'd displace. This is just as good though, her slow sensual massage makes me moan softly.

My low moans into our kiss and the very subtle movements of her hips are the only indicators of our intimate actions. The scents are heady, the undertone of jasmine she put in the bubbles, the scent of her skin as she moves closer to me, it's a perfect combination. I could just stay like this forever. The only thing stopping that is my eventual orgasm.

My hands are on her body, running up and down her back, lower to cup the delicious globes of her backside. I can almost feel the flexing there as she works me from base to tip. This wont take much longer. My lips break from hers and go to her neck, feasting on the delicious and delicate skin I find there. Another series of her squeezes is enough to send me over the edge. My hips move a little as my cock dances inside her body and spends its load.
 
Slow, soft, sensual my body is drinking in the symphony of his small moans and his body's erotic response to the loving glove which surrounds his heat.

As I feel him reach his peak my lips part on a moan of ecstasy all my own as I join him, his journey becoming mine as together we are transported to that magical paradise that is truly ours alone.

I rest my cheek on his smiling, this is where I would rest for eternity if I could....
 
I can feel her climaxing with me, not the intense sensations we seem to have usually. This time it's relaxing, with a low moan of completion we relax into each other. I can feel her close to me, a comforting sensation to feel her rosy tipped breasts moving up and down with my chest as we breathe together.

"This tub was definitely an inspired addition my love."

My lips find her cheek, her chin, then her lips. Soft kisses as we relax and luxuriate together in the water. I could stay like this forever and never complain.
 
As he spoke I raised my head and looked into his hazel eyes smiling my own eyes deepening with desire as my thoughts strayed into devilish areas, he was correct I was decidedly inspired.

I gently eased up off his lean frame and slid one long leg over the tub as I reached out for a towel.

“Come my love you have indeed inspired your Angel, I would play.”

As he joined me on the bathmat we hurriedly dried each other as he whispered in my ear after which grinning mischievously I lead him across our bedroom to the alcove and the mahogany cross which awaited its next victim like a sleek predator.

I melded my lips to his my fingers running along his sleek back to squeeze his ass my nails digging in to claim possession.

“Do not keep me waiting my love.”

A sharp bite to his ear lobe and I turned and pointed him towards the cross…

"Facing me please!"
 
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I watch her climb off me, my eyes meeting hers, silently conveying some subtle desires. A kind of itch that I needed scratched from time to time. I don't ask for it much, perhaps a little embarrassed to speak it aloud, instead I whisper softly to her while drying off. Thankfully she knows of this itch and is quite willing to help. I listen to her commands and obey.

The cross beckons me as I move against it. I fasten my own ankles and one wrist, still naked from the bath and my eyes on her as she watches my form getting into the position she required.

"As you wish my love, my Angel."
 
Smiling my mind rapidly going over possibilities I attach his other arm to the cross and check the security of his own handiwork.

“Perfect you are all mine to do with as I please.” My eyes are sparkling as I brazenly appraise his naked form.

I quickly tie my hair out of my way and place a small table where he can clearly see it.

I then move off to fetch some toys, some I shall use some are merely for effect.

I hold each one out for his appraisal before I place them on the narrow rectangular table:

A matching set of overly large metal tweezers/forceps each about 12 inches long, a 3 foot long thick piece of leather cord and a dozen assorted cloth pegs of differing tensions and colors.

Finally I show him a nasty looking flogger with about 12 course tails. I trail it lovingly across his shoulders and caress his cock allowing him to feel its texture before placing it with the others.

I watch his eyes widen excitement clear in their candid depths.

“You like?”
 
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I feel my heart quicken as I'm bound, knowing I can't escape, as she says I'm hers to do with as she pleases. She carefully ties her hair and then begins finding the toys she desires. Tweezers, very large, completely impractical yet somehow they stir my belly. Leather cord, actually something of a comforting sight, I can pretty easily guess what it's for. The pegs, another quiver down my spine. Lastly that flogger, I groan softly as she trails it along my skin. My breath catches as I feel the coarse texture, then it over my groin.

"Yes Ma'am, I do."

My mind screams at my body, but I ignore it. My breath steadies a little as our eyes meet. I trust her, and I know she will respond if I ask something. This will be a first for us, and I know she'll be receptive to communication.

"What are you planning on doing with me?"
 
"Yes Ma'am, I do."

My belly quivers and ignites Careful Yeishia this is not for you this night. Steadying my breathing I concentrate fully on his reactions wanting this to be the very best for him this our first true night of symbiosis.

"What are you planning on doing with me?"


“Nice try my love.” I place my lips gently on his running my soft tongue back and forth reassuringly.

“You know I love you and would never wish you harm.”

I step back and pick up a velvet blindfold looking deeply into his eyes for a moment. Our eyes are the windows to the soul and in mine he can see honesty, love, a woman in whom he can place his trust.

I gently place the blind fold across his eyes and trail my soft hands across his cheeks down over his shoulders until they rest over his nipples. I let him feel my heat.

“There is only you and I tonight my love in the darkness, use all of your forgotten senses, enjoy, if the feelings become too intense thank me and I shall slow down a little. Should you wish me to stop entirely I shall consider it!”

He knows I will always respect his limits and that the last was merely a tease.

I look down at his cock to find it is already stirring, good boy, I think to myself grinning wickedly.

“Let’s play a game of tease and denial my dark angel or would you prefer pleasure and torture?”

I pick up the pair of huge medical forecps and run one of them across his cock: cold against warm, steel against softness, inanimate against living flesh... back and forth.

“Do you like the feel of this? Are you ready to begin my love?”
 
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My eyes follow her motions, I can't help but smile at her words. Well, you certainly can't blame me for trying. She's soft, comforting, I feel my body relax a little more as she speaks and blindfolds me. I pay close attention to her words, discussing what will amount to safewords for this session. I nod, indicating my understanding before one of her hands leaves me.

The next sensation takes my breath.

It must be a tweezer, unless there was some toy she hadn't shown me. My body quivers slightly, feeling the cool metal dragging along my cock as it stirs towards life.

"Yes Ma'am, I like it. As to the game, I am at your mercy." I swallow, unable to stop the next words, "But, please, I think torture..."

Again I mentally kick myself, but I can't help it. My inner maso needs to be sated from time to time, so my brain needs to be turned off for a bit. Besides, I need this.
 
“Torture? Let me see what I can do then,”

My voice is a soft purr as take his cock deftly between the cold arms of his new lover an over sized medical forcep. I grip his manhood just behind the head and squeeze until I hear him gasp slightly this is where I hold the pressure constant as I pull on his cock while I take the other twin forcep and grasp the head of his cock just behind its tiny entrance.

I squeeze down a rhythmical on and off application of delicious tortuous pressure, never taking my eyes from his cock for an instant. I listen carefully at his responses, the small nuances of his flesh, breath and spoken words.

I am one with my lover in this moment…
 
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My breath comes faster, and I can practically hear the grin in her voice. I feel the tips of the tweezer and hold my breath, but the bite doesn't come. Instead I feel the shaft of my cock pressed between the metal arms and relax a bit. Foolish of me, since she squeezes until I gasp and then gently pulls on my cock. I feel the head distending, then the other tweezer slips over the head. Again I feel the tips slide over and the metal arms squeezing the head.

I try to breath easy, she squeezes rhythmically, at a point just beyond pain. I'm squirming a little in no time, panting softly as each squeeze sends a fresh batch of shivers along my frame.

"Thank you Ma'am, that's wonderful."

I doubt she's done, but I don't want to fall into a rhythm.
 
I lean forward slightly with the cruel forceps I pull his cock inexorably towards my mouth, the lightest pressure of my hot lips then I abruptly release the forceps and by default his throbbing aching cock.

A sharp hiss escapes his throat...

A pair one grasped in each hard I begin to trail the pointed ends of both tweezers down the sensitive flesh of his balls a wicked deviant caress... a promise of more to come.

I pinch some of the delicate tissue with each forcep they both have a round tip and will not break the skin but they will pack a sting of that I am very sure. I pull both sacs steadily towards my mouth. I flick each one with my tongue before sucking on the delicious tortured tissue scraping with it lovingly my sharp small teeth delighting in his reactions

“You taste very very good my love.” I purr sweetly..

Releasing the cruel pincers and once again his cock is prisoner their cold soulless caress.

“Again, perhaps a little harder?”

The question is rhetorical we both know where this is heading…
 
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I can feel her lips, just a fleeting second of pleasure before she releases me and I hiss. It rides the border of pain and pleasure, and my body quivers slightly from the sensation assaulting my brain. The metal keeps moving, down to the delicate skin of my sac. She pinches again, a sharp intake of breath before stretching them towards her.

I squirm, feeling her tongue and teeth, it feels so good. When she releases I sigh softly, panting a little as a lovely ache slips into my groin area.

"Please, I would love that Ma'am."

Rhetorical question or not, I'm compelled to answer. The rounded but devious ends of the tweezers are pricking lightly over my flesh and making me squirm more.
 
This is pure perfection for me I felt like did when as a child when I would find my aunts ornate button box, it was filled with buttons, broaches and all manner of wonderful treasures and trinkets . I would spend hours sifting through them all my mind a wonder with the possibilities.

This was how I felt right now as I explored my love’s reactions to my actions taking in the sights and sounds of him my eyes alight with happiness as I took control of his every nuance even his smallest response did not escape my eagle eye.

"Please, I would love that Ma'am."


As would I, I think grinning from ear to ear squeezing down even harder as I stretch his manhood towards me before clamping down on its sensitive head once more squeezing and releasing with determination as I relish his small moans which wrap around my mind like a sibilant living thing.

I release his aching cock-head still holding his clamped flesh between my cruel forceps as I pick up a tiny spatula and without forewarning blow gently across the reddened flesh seconds before I firmly land it directly on the head of his sensitive cock!

Tap! Tap! Tap! each successive Tap is stronger than the one before it. I hold my breath as I carefully monitor his responses well satisfied that my loving ministrations are metaphorically hitting their desired mark.

“Mmmmm the colour red suits you My dark angel.”
 
Even though I'm blindfolded I'm sure she's grinning when those evil squeezes resume. The one on the shaft isn't too bad, but the tug pulls at my groin and keeps me a little off balance. The relentless pressure on the head makes me squirm and breathe harder, then she releases it and my breath comes hissing out as the sensitive skin gets full blood flow back.

I get no break though, her soft breath caresses the skin, then a sensation I know quite well. Just relentless tapping, harder each time. I'm squirming by the third blow, but her forceps hold my cock still for her to strike over and over as my head starts thrashing. She pauses to speak, the words actually like soft honey to my mind. It's comforting.

"I hope so Ma'am, I'd hate for you to go to all this work and not like the color."

I know I'm leaking, each tap sends a sting of sensation down the shaft and into my groin, then the head aches sharply for a few seconds before the next tap. I never lose my erection, if anything this turns me on even more.
 
Mmmmm

His fluids, My fluids are leaking... such a waste.

I pause taking the head of his cock between my lips flicking my tongue across the opening as I suck it into my mouth, sucking hard as I squeeze the forceps closed once more behind its thick neck.

Squeeze release, squeeze release...

This time my flicking tongue and the suction of my hot mouth are perfectly timed with the excruciating pressure..

He knows not to cum with out my permission...
 
A long low groan when her delicious lips wrap around the tormented head of my cock. The relentless pressure of squeeze and release doesn't abate, if anything it seems to intensify, crushing the shaft together as her lips and tongue work in time with it. God, my arms and clenched, body moving beyond my control.

"Oh, fuck, please, if you're going to keep doing that, I need to cum."

I have to wait for permission, but oh God she's making it so difficult. My mind is fraying a little now, the crushing pain, the exquisite pleasure, it's mingling together as she methodically works me over.
 
"Oh, fuck, please, if you're going to keep doing that, I need to cum."

At his heartfelt words I reluctantly allowed his cock to pop from my tight hungry lips and release the beast watching it bounce back into its accustomed position like some wounded soldier. I am not done with you yet I tell it silently smiling.

Sliding my naked body provocatively up the length of his slick sweat soaked body I can feel the physical pounding of his heart. I am the cause of this, the evocative thought emboldens me. Pulling his blindfold down I allow his vision a moment to adjust as I ravage his lips with a searing kiss commanding he answer me in kind.

As suddenly as it began I end the pleasure smiling innocently into his hazel eyes, eyes which on any other occasion I would be happy to drowned in but not tonight.

“I shall be but a moment.” I return carrying a bottle of ice cold water and black leather bound book. I place the water on the table and make a show of finding a specific paragraph in the book.

“Hmmm Cock and Ball torture? “

I return my candid gaze to his. “It says nothing here about an orgasm in fact it says….”

I allow my words to trail off snapping the book closed offering him a sip of the refreshing water after which I lovingly reposition the silken blind fold and returning him to darkness.

I take a swallow of the water and then another allowing its iciness to cool my mouth before I kneel and once again take his quivering cock into its depths until my nose was pressed against his smooth lower belly. I can smell his arousal it is divine.

With exquisite slowness I slowly pull my mouth back along his throbbing shaft allowing my tiny wicked teeth to softly scrape its every surface.

“There that should cool you down, are you ready to continue my love?”
 
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I feel her release my cock, which bounces back into it's normal position. I let out a great sigh, panting softly as her body slides up mine. My vision returns, and a moment later her lips are on mine. I return the hungry kiss, my desperate passion evident for the long moments it lasts before she breaks it.

She heads off, granting me a temporary reprieve from our activities. I close my eyes, breathing deeply, feeling my heart returning to a somewhat normal pace. My Angel returns soon enough, playfully looking through a book. She always finds a way to make me smile. My sight is lost again, then I yelp when her cold mouth engulfs my engorged flesh.

"Yes Ma'am, cooled down."

I take a few more deep breaths before answering her question.

"Yes Ma'am, I'm ready to continue."
 
He is ready, music to my ears, now that the foreplay is over I am ready to play in earnest.

“Rider my love it seems to me you owe me retribution for a small transgression. I seem to remember you asking me for punishment?

I run my finger nail around the very tip of his throbbing penis.

“I have long since forgiven you but I am thinking…how many ruined orgasms do you think you could handle while I play… er… we play?”
 
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