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

My mind reaches out to him as I watch him writhe letting him know he is not alone.

"Thank you Ms. Yeishia."

His softly spoken words signify the break I have been waiting for I place my lips on his cock and drain him of any residual juices after which with another snap of my fingers the cross levels out horizontally. Seconds later I am straddling his hips my motions effortless as I press my soft places into his hard slick belly.

I lean forwards my ripe breasts pressing into his chest my mouth close to his ear. ”My dark angel I tire of the subterfuge, I desire to hear my true name on your lips. We have spent many long months thinking of how others will react, you were correct they matter not, what matters is you and I… nothing more.”

I drag my tongue across his neck from one side to the other bemoaning how bare it is beneath my torrid lips… something is truly missing from the equation.

“My love tonight I shall truly make you mine I can wait no longer.!”

Reaching out I recover the dark velvet box which unbeknown to him earlier on I had retrieved from his toy chest . I snap it open looking at the matching pair of collars contained within my eyes sparkling with excitement. Both collars fashioned in the Turian Style, both are platinum. His appears almost black mine is overlaid with pure gold, his is thicker and much heavier, both come with an 'O' ring attachment.

They are like the submissive's who will wear them...deceptive stronger than they appear.

Once locked around the wearers neck each must be removed by a locksmith, neither can be removed by its wearer in a fit of pique, each represents a permanent commitment one not to be taken lightly.

Reverently I remove the one I had chosen for my love and slip it around his neck knowing that instantly its weight will tell him all he needs to know.

I slip the blindfold from his eyes and watch as he turns his face to mine our loving eyes each merging with one another becoming one, symbiotic perfection ….

Each collar contains an inscription on the inside representative of our commitment to one another.

“Are you ready my love there will be no turning back...are you sure?”

His eyes give me my answer and I unhesitatingly snap My collar closed around his neck placing my lips to his as I pledge him my undying love, my total trust and my absolute commitment to his welfare ...
 
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Her lips on my cock, just pulling that little bit from me makes me gasp and writhe. I'm panting when I realize I'm on my back and my perfect Angel is sitting on my stomach. I listen, body enjoying the rest and mind reveling in her words. I agree with all of them, even if it takes my fevered brain a few extra seconds to fully process them.

I see the boxes, and instantly recognize them. I should have done this earlier, I had guessed at their contents. She is right, no more delays. This is what we want, I can see it in her eyes and know everything there is reflected in my own. I raise my head as the metal collar slips around my neck and locks into place.

"Thank you, Mistress."

I return her kiss, having seen the other collar and knowing it's for her. Later though, for now I'm bound and helpless. When I'm free it will grace her delicate neck.
 
"Thank you, Mistress."

“Ummmmmm.” I squirm slightly where I rest his use of my proper title causing me to drip my nectar onto his belly, it is a veritable puddle of my love for him.

I have plans for my angel but they will have to wait awhile I fear.

I glance back at his still decorated cock smiling, it looks so hard and needy but then again so is its Mistress…

Sliding upwards my weight now entirely on my bare feet I place myself level with his gorgeous mouth. I am about 4 inches higher than his sensuous lips… he will have to work to reach me especially if I stand on my tippy toes.

I grin down at him moments before I replace wickedly his blind fold, a game of cat and mouse perhaps is in order.

“How thankful are you my dark angel? Show your Mistress if you can find her!”

I lower myself slightly allowing him the briefest tastes of the passion he has created before I move away once more ajusting my position so that I am facing his fascinating cock ...
 
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I watch her move, eyes drawn to every sensual movement of her body. Of course the center of my focus is the dripping apex of her thighs. It looks so inviting, begging for my lips and tongue. Of course then she robs my sight again, leaving me to guess where she's moving herself. I'm guided by my nose and the sense of where she is. It's guesswork at best, but a fun game.

Well, if the pegs on my cock weren't aching so much it would be fun.

She drops down just enough to let me taste, and my tongue snakes out quickly, wriggling through her folds before she moves. I lean my head up, moving side to side, catching little tastes of her as I do so. She's such a tease, but so am I so we're matched. I lick and swirl my tongue, working fast each time I taste her delicious nectar.

I even snag her clit a few times before she resumes moving.
 
Oh he is such a wicked man I guess this is why he is my dark angel, I would have it no other way.

I match him move for move removing a peg from his cock each time he snags my clit ..I do not make it easy for him!

It is not long before I still my motions... I am so greedy so needy.

“Ummmmmmmm.”

I arch backwards squeezing the last remaining pegs, those left on his frenulum and corona together like a vice giving him the incentive he will need to tend my garden and tend it very well!
 
I should have known this game wouldn't be so simple. Playing cat and mouse is one thing, but when I find her needy clit she removes a peg and my whole body convulses briefly as the blood flow returns and I'm flooded with the sensation. I can't stop though, I love her taste and the play of her clit on my tongue.

It goes on and on until there's only two pegs left on my aching and pulsing cock. Of course it's the two most delicate places, but it would be. She rests her hips in place, and pinches the pegs together. I can't hesitate, my tongue snakes out and begins working her every crease and crevice. Swirls up and down, poking at her entrance and circling her clit until it's larger and beating. I take it in my mouth then, lavishing it with attention. I suck on it, nibble gently, my tongue working ceaselessly.
 
This is what I adore, my dark angel is a veritable Master at the oral arts of that there is no doubt.

I lean down across his body savoring each sensation my mouth just inches from the spongy head I am physically pinching between the two remaining pegs. His arousal is potent in the air around me mingling with mine as it is elevated by his wicked mouth and tongue. Oh he is very very good indeed, my body responds without conscious thought quivering and pulsating gently in response to his every movement on my swollen and sensitive flesh. My fingers on the clamps find a rhythm that is in perfect unison with my pulsating clit which is alive and throbbing begging me for its release.

I am the one in control and I wish to prolong my pleasure.


My tongue snakes out and finds that sensitive crease just beneath his cock head, tasting the pre cum that has ozzed and pooled there as if waiting for me.I probe the area gently not faltering for a second with my rhythmic squeezing of the nasty biting pegs. My other hand and begins to stroke his throbbing manhood long leisurely strokes speeding op in tandem with my passion as I rotate my dripping pussy on hot sweet mouth.

I pull my lips back for a second “Prepare my pet, I fancy cumming while I ruin yours, it will be number three I think?” My voice is low and husky with My desire increasing he will have to strain to follow my words.

I am almost ready to release and so is he…

I feel his stomach straining against mine as he arches up into my underbelly removing my mouth un-clamp him stopping his orgasm as before as I throw back my head and scream as my own orgasm hits me like a mini tidal wave.

I can feel myself shaking as I determinedly hold onto his bucking cock as I spurt a small river of my own desire into into his loving throat.

"Rider... fuck.. this isss..oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh goooood!! ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm !!!!!"

The rush of feeling up my trembling frame rushed headlong into my brain short circuiting all couscous thought. I slump forwards barely having the presence of mind to suck the back flow from his desperate cock as I lay there panting across the body of My precious submissive dark angel.
 
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Her words are muffled, but I can still understand and moan softly around her needy clit. I so hate/love ruined orgasms, and she knows it well. I move my tongue faster, feeling her body getting closer and closer to bliss. It doesn't take too long, her fingers have been tormenting my cock the whole time with her tongue and lips a heaven amidst the pain. It's all too much, and as I bite gently on her clit she pushes me over.

Of course she instantly squeezes the base in a vice like grip and then covers the opening tightly with her palm as she cums. I work through her orgasm, licking and sucking, taking her gift easily as I massage her sex with my tongue. She lays across me, my body panting with hers as I softly work her body with my tongue, helping ease her down from the release.

I whimper as she pulls the bit of cum from me, then relax back fully, savoring her taste and scent as we both recover. The pain in my cock is throbbing with every beat of my heart. With the endorphin rush over, God it aches.

We stay like this, relaxed, my cock still hard and pulsing as we both recover from what we've done.
 
My mind is floating free as we lie entwined my eyes lazily taking in his still hard man hood as his lips slowly bring me down from my painfully intense orgasm. I do not want to continue I want to simply turn around and hold him in my arms safe secure and well loved; I act on that impulse and soon have him snuggled within the circle of my sinuous body as I entwine it carefully around his tormented one. "Your Mistress loves you," I whisper gently against his ear, "never doubt it ever."

I adore this man whom I hold close to my heart, I cherish his submission, his trust, his love, I would never betray either one, I had learned my lessons well from those who had chosen to betray me. It was my unselfish, unwavering, love that allowed me to instinctively give my dark angel what he needed, I needed no label; was I dominant, submissive, switch? No I was simply the symbiotic female who was all things to the one I loved. I had risen out of the ashes of what once was a lost, frightened, bewildered woman, who possessed a fragile abused psyche to discover my own self-worth, to realize how strong and beautiful in spirit I truly was. This epiphany had given me freedom to trust myself and give myself over to this gorgeous man without reservation or second guessing. Well not as much second guessing as I used to do anyway I thought smiling sheepishly.

We instinctively changed places to give the other what they needed in the moment. We were both truly blessed, we had the entire cake and it was cream and chocolate covered with a decedent strawberry filling it and was ours alone!

I smiled into his hazel eyes as I offered him some water, kissed his the tip of his nose lovingly replaced the blind fold and slid off the cross: one snap of my fingers and the cross returned to the upright position only this time it was hanging two feet off the floor.

“Do you remember this love?” I pick up the long piece of thick leather holding it between my fingers as I trialled it down his chest allowing it to dangle from his erect cock while I made myself comfortable between his quavering legs
 
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In the aftermath her release I relax, feeling her body move and wrap around mine. Safe with the woman I love. There is nothing else in the world besides this, being with her. We've been connected for so long, as friends, as lovers, now as two perfectly matched people. She is everything I need.

She removed the blindfold as we snuggled, letting me look at her as we both basked in the loving glow that enveloped us. Another perfect moment. Of course as our senses return to us, my pulsing cock slowly takes full attention within my mind again. She smiles as she replaces the blindfold and I find myself upright again.

The soft drag of leather, I shudder.

"Yes Mistress, I remember very well."

My body quivers a little, deep breaths doing very little to help control it. I can hear the smile in her motions as she drags it along my body.
 
I feel his shudder knowing he will be well aware of what may happen next.

The leather cord is about ¼ inch in diameter and I carefully encircle the base of his cock a full circle before carefully separating his testicles and passing it under and over his right one back under his cock and over and under his left and back over his cock, carefully monitoring his every reaction as i work my potent magic.

I make 4 figure eight passes as I securely secure his cock and balls in my wicked leather bounds. Each pass of the leather rests neatly against the next.

The base of his rampant still throbbing manhood is covered in a 1 inch cuff of soft leather, his balls are smooth and dark as they have each been pressed outwards by a similar one inch cuff of my dominance.

I pause after tying off the cord to admire my handiwork, I am becoming a bit of an expert at this I think grinning softly as admire his straining balls and beautifully out-thrust cock.

He looks spectacular, my heart speeds up at the beauty of it all and i pass my small tongue over lips suddenly gone dry. Oh how I wish to simply impale myself on his captured cock and fuck both him and I into sensual oblivion.

Later I tell myself firmly, patience...


I have been careful that the pressure of leather against his pliant skin is a constant leaving no nasty pressure spots which might unduly interrupt the sensations I have in mind for him this night; pain and pleasure are a deliciously exquisite balance I would have him experience to the fullest. I would meet his needs but I could never be a cruel sadistic Mistress it is simply not in my nature.

Unable to help myself I take each silky straining surface one by one into my mouth he feels not unlike a smooth sensual lychee nut, “ummmm” I suck gently before reluctantly I allow each in turn to pop gently from between my soft luscious lips.

“Rider,” I breathe, "you look and taste so tempting “

Picking up the rough edged flogger I trail it teasingly over his bound cock and balls.

“Are you ready for this my dark angel?”
 
I shiver slightly again, breathing evenly as I feel her begin to bind me. It's an odd feeling, my testicles being stretched with each pass of the rope, and my cock isolated a little more from them each time. I can feel the leather closing over my skin, until she's decided it's bound enough and leaves off binding.

A gasp is pulled from my lips when I feel her lips covering first one, then the other of my bound balls. It makes my stomach flutter, I can almost hear her smacking her lips before she begins trailing the flogger over my bound groin.

I whimper again.

"Yes Mistress."

I may or may not be ready, but I know what's coming.
 
His soft whimper and softly spoken “Yes Mistress,” have my own body reacting in a most delicious manner as I flush with pleasure from the roots of my hair to the tips of my dainty painted toes.

My free hand I rest splayed possessively across his left on his hip. Flicking my right wrist back and forth I waste no time on foreplay as I bring the small flogger back and forth across the surface of his bound balls and cock lightly catching his inner thighs as I do so. I set up a slow and easy rhythm, to an observer my motions would seem gentle almost loving, but both he and I are aware that the coarse leather chastising his sensitive flesh will seem like a million fire ants or course sand paper as it switches back and forth. Added to that torment is the fact that his normally inwardly leaning cock is now bound in such a way as to have it jutting outwards his cock–head is at the moment taking much of the brunt... my attentions are of serious intent.

I watch him straining at his bounds his anguished moans and hissing breath fueling my own desire.

He is a living work of art; corded muscles straining, flesh reddening and the thin sheen of sweat which covers most of his body is reflecting the fire light in a most provocative manner. He is a veritable symphony of pleasurable anguished torment and I know that he is relishing every single nuance of our play as indeed am I.

I have no number in my mind content to be guided by my loves reactions alone…
 
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There is no preamble, no easing into it. She just begins flicking that evil flogger over my flesh. After only a few passes my muscles are standing taut as I writhe. Her devilish little implement strikes my balls, my cock, the head, over and over again. She has no need for power blows, the texture is more than enough to have my thrashing around with every little blow to my pulsing sensitive flesh. My mind shuts down, only the sensations register as I writhe in my bonds.

Breathing is labored, harsh exhales and short inhales as each blow of the material forces another motion from my chest. How can such light strikes drive me so mad?

"Thank you Mistress."

It's a harsh breath that lets me speak the words, my cockhead and balls are humming, I can visualize the redness, the sensitivity such that something with close enough proximity could make me react without necessarily touching.
 
"Thank you Mistress."

His ground out words end his torture for the moment.

Giving him very little chance to regroup I lean in and begin to lick his cock and balls slow soft languorous strokes of molten liquid love…

When I am done enjoying his flesh using two fingers I press his cock toward his belly elevating his shinny straining balls into my field of vision .Keeping his cock steadily trapped I begin again concentrating my efforts solely on his vulnerable balls

Back and forth… swish.. swish...gentle...loving yet an utterly devastating and cruel caress, bringing him the exquisite torment he so desires from me this night.

“Breathe my sweet love. “ I remind him my voice is husky and filled with my undeniable love for him
 
She doesn't continue with the blows, and I'm able to breathe deeply a few times before her wicked wicked tongue begins to move. I begin to writhe a little, trying to breathe evenly for a bit. This was somehow worse than the flogging. She takes a break long enough to push my cock against my abdomen and fully expose my vulnerable testicles.

"Oh, fuck..."

Long, swirling licks to the sensitive flesh. Heaven and hell bound in one motion as she exquisitely tortures me. Her words remind me to breathe, I didn't know I'd been holding my breath. My chest releases with a loud sound as I try to even out my breath as she returns to tormenting me.

"God, please, Thank you Mistress."
 
"God, please, Thank you Mistress." At his fervent plea I stop for an instant giving him time to catch his breath slightly.

“Please what my love…more?”

“More of this?”

I drop his cock abruptly and as it settles I trail the fronds of the flogger slowly over both his cock and balls.

“Or this?”

With a devastating flick of my wrist the flogger swishes across them both once more a little harder than before.

“Perhaps this would please you more my love?”

I take his tortured manhood in my mouth and suck it lovingly like a treasured lollipop.

“Or some more of this perhaps?”

I press his cock back against his belly and continue flogging his balls more ardently than I had before.

“Hmmmmm I know a … combination!” I am smiling wickedly as the new idea strikes me.

I abruptly release his cock once more.

Picking up another flogger one with softer strands using a continuous figure of eight motion I continue with his flogging alternating every so often between cock and balls, and balls only, his cock held out of the way by one of the forceps I had used previously; never giving him time to gain a sense of equilibrium as I work over his aching genitals.
 
Oh Shit

It's the only thing that crosses my mind at the tone and words. I'm definitely in for it now. She speaks, but the words are cursory, her actions are what I respond too. That flick of the flogger makes me jerk wildly in my bonds. Then her lips, I sigh low and pleasurably, followed by her assaulting my balls again. I'm pulled in so many different directions.

And of course what she settles on is pure evil. My cock held against my body as she flicks a different flogger over my balls, then my cock, then both, my head thrashing from side to side as I strain against the bonds holding me. Each blow is agony, but such a pure agony that part of me craves more. My mind is splitting with each drop of the falls.

I lose track of time, trying to breathe, my body and mind unable to balance what's coming next.

"Thank you Mistress."
 
“Thank you Mistress,” the double entendre was intentional and suited us both very well and I smiled as it was used once more halting my actions. I was delighted at his body’s reactions to my loving attention but devilishly planed on continuing the momentum perhaps with another ruined orgasm.

“You are doing very well my love I hope my attentions please you this night. I think you owe me one more ruined orgasm and then as a reward simply because of the love I bear you I shall provide a special treat.”

I lean forwards and place my lips to his drawing his lower lip between my teeth before kissing him passionately my tongue entwining with his in its own erotic pas de deux. A playful nip to his earlobe and I peel my body from his stepping back snapping my fingers returning the cross to 45 degrees.

Changing the head of the wand to the small curved finger I turn it onto low savoring his reactions to the sound as I oil my fingers and run them along the crease from his cock to the small opening between his buttocks pausing slightly to work the oil into the small puckered opening my touch firm and loving.

“You are going to like this my dark angel I do believe...well most of it," my voice is low and husky with more than a hint of devilish amusement.

I carefully align the curved finger to the place I had prepared and work it showily into his tight entrance angling it so that it will stimulate his prostrate directly, satisfied I hold it there unmoving as I stroked his cock firmly until he was once again teetering on the edge..it did not take him very long.

“Ride it my love, enjoy!”

I can feel him coming closer his belly contracting as he strains towards the goal I shall ultimately deprive him of once more, smiling innocently I turn the wand on high!
 
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My body has been pulled in so many different directions tonight, I'm not sure how much more I can take. Actually I do know, as much as she desires. The break is welcome, her soft kiss, the feeling of her against me, it's very comforting. All too soon it breaks and I'm at a different angle, I feel her touch and shiver slightly, guessing at what's coming.

I'm not all wrong, I feel the press of the toy violating my body, then she turns it on and I begin shaking within my bondage. The powerful toy is pressing right against my prostate, my cock is leaking fluids at the touch and my legs are shaking uncontrollably. Of course she's going to ruin this one, but I can't help it building. I'm so close, my body a mass of quivering and shaking flesh as she turns in on high.

I cry out, biting my bottom lip as I reach the beginning of orgasm, part of my brain wonders how she will choose to ruin this one.
 
My eyes darken in color, my base instinct is to allow the follow-through but loving my dark angel as I do I know that I shall continue to provide him with what he wants...needs this night.

The wand shuts off and falls silently unheeded to the carpet as I clamp my mouth to the head of his pulsating cock my tongue stoppering its entrance my lips a veritable vice-grip around its head.

I have a plan I shan’t stop its flow as much as ruin the exquisite sensations he is perhaps expecting.

Deftly and un-expectantly I unwrap the leather cord from around his balls and cock allowing the blood to flow back unimpeded as I press my thumb hard into the small indent between his cock and the place where my wand had been lodged just moments before.

He would quite literally be cumming and going at the mixed sensations coursing through his most intimate parts.

I smile in satisfaction as I watch his body try and cope with the new sensations I ...his Mistress am affording him this night!
 
My world explodes.

My body thrashes and jerks uncontrollably, I feel her plug the opening in my cock, then the blood returns to my genitals and I buck again. I am just a quivering mass of sensation. It goes on and on, muscles shaking like jell-o, my mind a million miles from my body.

Eventually it slows, I pant, eyes looking at my perfect Angel. My erection hasn't subsided, even as I'm whimpering from the returning circulation. I have no words, all I can do is hang loosely in my bonds and let my eyes convey the love I feel for her.
 
My mouth stays glued around his manhood until his shudders subside and finally I gently drain him of his back flow. As I straighten and step back from the cross on which her lays shuddering my eyes return to his and I am fulfilled once more; such pure love reflected in his eyes …and all for me.

I ease myself on top of him gently covering us with the softest of blankets. Lifting his head gently I offer him some water as I would a small child cupping his chin and murmurings soothing words as I coax him to drink.

“Shhhh! rest a while you will need your strength my love.”

I rest my cheek to his holding him close to me letting him know through my actions that he too is loved... more than he may ever fully realize.
 
I don't feel my body switching from vertical to horizontal, but it doesn't matter. All that matters is her touch, and the cool water that slides all the way down my esophagus and settles comfortably in my stomach. Her words are a salve to my brain and I relax under the blankets she has provided. I could die now and be perfectly happy.

My eyes close, breathing deeply and evenly of her lovely scent as my muscles slowly return to my control. When I open my eyes again she's still looking at me and I smile. I can still see the gleam in her eyes, she's not done with me yet. But that's ok, this could last forever and I'd never complain.
 
I could remain wrapped around him for eternity luxuriating simply in his feel and smell but happily I have another threat in store for my dark angel. Running a propitiatory fingertip along the polished surface of his new collar I smile softly, ”Mine” I whisper kissing him gently one last time before I slip off the cross.

I allow him to watch my movements as I remove the blanket and secure him more fully to it's surface; anticipation is always a powerful aphrodisiac A strap around his forehead and another across his broad chest. “I would not want you uncomfortable my love”, I tell him as I replace the blindfold and snap my fingers.

I watch in satisfaction as the cross slowly rotates 180 degrees so that he is facing the floor, another snap of my fingers and its position lowers the bottom half part dropping until his knees touch the carpet. My loved ones torso is still firmly strapped to the cross but he is now in fact kneeling his thighs spread wide his ankles still firmly secured in place.

Grinning I remove a rectangular panel of polished wood from the middle of the cross revealing most of his ass cheeks to my suddenly greedy eyes. Running my fingers over its smooth surface I am almost purring.

“Hmmmmm… you have a fine bum my dark angel very fine indeed it would be such a shame to waste it don’t you think?”

Turning on the wand I am smiling devilishly as I pick up the flogger in my other hand and give his ass a couple of playful and effective swats. I am intent on keeping his mind off balance as he contemplates what I may have in mind for him next…
 
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