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

I groan softly, low in my chest as my Angel takes one hand and rests it between her legs. I can hear the truth in her voice, the need that echoes something burning deep in my own chest. My hand curls over her breast, squeezing gently as I tug her around until we are facing each other.

"I know my love."

I lean forward, kissing her softly, the hand between her legs pulling her forward until she can feel the heat and hardness of my erection. Our kiss deepens as I move her, closer, one of her hands moves down to grip me and guide me into her depths.

It guides me home.
 
My eyes are bound with his as he slides slowly home...

I try not to move as I want to savor every delightful inch as he enters me.

He knows what I need , what we both need... it simply transcends words.

I can feel him stretching me, filling me, completing me, until we are truly one being again.

My moan of utter contentment is lost as I place my lips gently upon his my eye lids fluttering closed as I begin to gently rotate my pelvis around his girth.

"Mine," I murmur seconds before my tongue slips into his mouth.
 
I love the feel of her body. The way she stretches, but still hugs me tightly, welcoming me home. Slowly, there is no rush, slowly until we are one again. Fully together, her hips moving slightly and bringing little gasps from my lips.

"Mine."

Her word, so accurate. Then her tongue probes my mouth and finds my tongue waiting to play. My hands wrap around her hips, moving her slowly in circles, kissing deeply, feeling her breasts press to my chest as she moves. This is perfect.

"Mine."

The kiss breaks just long enough for me to whisper the word against her lips, then we kiss again, deeply, passionately, lovingly.
 
As our kiss ends it leaves me breathless and in need of so much more, my eyes smile into his as if reading his innermost feelings . I get the sensation as if I am being pulled into a vortex as if any second I will loose myself completely as I am sucked bodily into their hazel depths...

" my love," I finally whisper, " take me to bed please"

As I whisper my heartfelt words I let go of the tension that has been building deep down in my belly , knowing he can feel as I cum around his manhood my internal muscles playing a sympany all their own along his hot hard flesh. My hands slide under his arse nails digging in posesively as I urge him closer still my hips grinding in hard concentric circles as I take my pleasure and ensure his. The movements are small, subtle but there is a small tasami going on at the place where we are joined.

My love drugged eyes finally leave his as I arch backwards his name on my lips as I am transported to the heavens, knowing that he is right there with me...
 
When our eyes meet, my heart stops for long moments. In her eyes I can see everything, her love, her precious soul, everything that makes up who she is. Her words, oh, definitely we'll be relocating to the bed. When she speaks something happens. Her body contracts around my cock, a wonderful halting sigh slips through her lips, and her body takes me to heaven as she climaxes.

As my Angel floats down from her high I decide to move us. My hands press to the sides of the tub and my legs move under me. One hand wraps around her waist and the other balances me as I stand up and exit the tub. Her long slender legs go around my body, helping hold us together as I walk to the bed.

I lay her down on the bed and roll over a couple of times until we're in the middle of the soft covers, me on top, my lips on hers as my hips start moving now that we're safe and secure. The delicious friction caused by us... our bodies in perfect concert.

"I love you my Angel."

Whispered against her lips as I move slowly, just the sensual movements of our bodies.
 
My responses to his are instinctive as he moves us to our bed and finally rests on top of me smiling into my eyes, hazel upon hazel as he starts to move inside of me. Mine finally flutter closed as he whispers the words I love to hear

“I love you my Angel”


Hearing them whispered against my soft lips as he begins to move is an evocative aphrodisiac which surrounds and fills me as I move with him once more in search of our own unique heaven.

Tis a place which belongs to both of us,sensual surreal, never shared, never attained in quite this way by another couple. This bliss is ours alone it is unique caused by the melding of who we each are, of what we become when joined as one delicious entity, complete and whole...safe; entwined body and soul as one.

Home…

This
simply cannot be replicated with another…
 
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Soft.

My Angel, so soft. Her lips as they touch mine are soft, her hands as they slide down my back, her breasts as they press into my chest. Every little bit of her is soft and inviting. Home. Wherever I am, if I am with my Angel I am home.

Friction.

The delicious sensation as we glide across each other. My hips moving slowly, drawing out each motion so we can both savor it. My lips touch hers, soft, but with sensual hunger below the surface as I slide through her honeyed depths. I want this, this and nothing else, forever.

Only my Angel, my love. Her taste, her scent, her feel.

"Cum with me my love. Let us soar into the heavens together."
 

"Cum with me my love. Let us soar into the heavens together."


Without hesitation I joined him there reveling in how we shattered into a thousand orgasmic pieces; each one headed toward the stars, each one dancing and squealing with joyous rapture.

The bits of who we were came together again and again to form and reform... so many indescribable evocative combinations as they all hungered onwards after the ultimate prize.

The experience so sublime it set our souls on fire.

When they finally reached their destination and we plummeted back to earth I was left in a giant puddle cuddled close into my dark angel wrapped in his strong arms as we both strove for breath our hearts beating as if they to would shatter.

‘ I love you .” I whispered against his chest.

What more could be said in that single moment, simply the truth of my heart anything else would pale by comparison...
 
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There is nothing else, just us.

We explode together. Time, space, it loses all meaning. Everything fragments into little pieces that float and intermingle, floating up and down, sensation becomes our entire world.

When the pieces of ourselves finally come back together I am holding her close, her hair splayed across my chest as her head nestles just above my beating heart. I hear her words, and smile, one hand stroking her back as she relaxes.

"I love you too. More than words can tell."
 
I was smiling as I fell sleep nestled in his arms.

We were not apart for long as dreamland beckoned us both as it did every night.

Tomorrow was another day when such dreams would become our reality again.

We two were very lucky :rose:
 
I languidly stretched and turned slightly one arm searching for my love.

I was sad to find him gone.

I rolled into his spot still able to still smell the fragrance that was uniquely his..."mmmm".

Pulling the silken sheets more firmly around me I drifted back to sleep to dream some more...
 
I return from the RW, and find myself on my Angel's side of the bed, she is hogging mine. I roll over and pull her close to me, burying my face in her hair as we drift in and out of dreamland together.

"My Angel..."
 
I was up to no good this morning as I crept around our bedroom careful not to wake my sleeping love.

I had already been a busy bee, he was already securely cuffed to the four corners of our bed.

This morning I was pleased to see that he sporting a nice erection, grinning I carefully slipped the chocolate cake cylinder that I had lovingly baked over its length. Next I drizzled chocolate sauce over the cake and carefully spread on some fresh whipped cream, a few colorful sprinkles and the odd succulent cherry and my ...er his... birthday cake was almost ready.

I carefully wedged in 3 long, finger thick candles into the concoction around his cock and carefully lit them all ...

Now to wake him or allow the dripping wax to do it for me?

Giggling softly I stepped back to admire my handiwork.

He looked good enough to eat.

I was naked as was he except for a nice red bow fixed to the top of my head.

Grinning I took out a feather and lightly tickled his nose.....

As he began to awaken I began to softly sing, "Happy Birthday to you in my best Marylin Monroe imitation."
 
Something was different, I could tell that even as sleep was just starting to lift from my mind. The first thing I noticed was being restrained. Ankles and wrists were bound and I was spread eagle on the bed.

The next thing I saw was my Angel, smiling at me and singing to me. I smiled back, looking down at what she had done to me. Cake around my morning erection, a little chocolate syrup, candles, and a lovely red bow on top of her head. This was the way a birthday should be celebrated.

"Thank you my love, this is the best way to wake up."

I leaned up as much as I could, hoping she would understand my meaning and give me the kiss I wanted.
 
I smile and lean forwards placing my lips gently on his giving him a soft teasing taste of mine before backing gently away .

Scooping up some cream and a plump read cherry with my fingers from the base of his erection I grin as I watch it jump slightly scattering hot wax across his belly.

My eyes are full of devilment as slowly suck the cream off my fingers my eyes riveted to his before placing the succulent cherry between my teeth my mouth returning to his....
 
She tastes good, even for just that brief moment when our lips touch I can feel the electricity shoot through my body. Her eyes are sparkling as those lovely delicate fingers pluck a cherry and some cream from the confection around my cock. I release a low moan, a sound of pleasure as the wax lands across my abdomen after a little twitch from my dick.

When she leans down again I bite the cherry in half with my teeth before deepening the kiss, my tongue poking her half into her mouth as we kiss. She tastes wonderful, the cherry is nice but her lips are worlds better, I could kiss her forever.
 
" mmmmmmmmmmm," as our kiss deepens I almost forget what I have I mind, I too could kiss him forever and am so tempted.....

Pulling back I retain hold of his lower lip for an agonizing second before allowing it to slip from my mouth grazing it lightly with my teeth.

" I think it's time to blow out your candles my love, there are three, representing past , present and future ... let me think , which one first?"

I flick the base of his cake coated cock allowing another splattering of wax to fall across his belly."Mmmmmm". My eyes dilate as I watch his reactions to the hot wax.

I pick up the first candle and bring it close to his lips "let us say goodbye to the past and concentrate on making your future the best possible shall we?

" blow and make your first wish my love."
 
I watch and listen to my Angel as she picks up one of the candles, teasing me with a little more hot wax. The wax is fine, a warm sensation that pulls just low happy sounds from me. Then she brings it close enough for me to blow out. The past, while valuable for information, should not be focused on or worried over.

I lean up and purse my lips, blowing softly at first, watching the flame dance under the breeze, and then snuffing out the fire.
 
I pluck a second candle from the cake tunnel, " this represents the present , our here and now I wish we could remain exactly here Ithis moment forever." I blush realizing that I inadvertently made a wish myself.

I take the wicked candle and trail wax upwards allowing some to pool in his belly button before moving upwards, drip by drip I surround each nipple one by one before finally obliterating them all together as I build up the coat of wax to my satisfaction.

" nice my love , blow out your second candle and make another wish."
 
I watch as the second candle is removed from the cake and drips wax up my body. It feels nice, warm drops up and along my skin until she is satisfied and presents it to me for my wish. The present, time to be enjoyed and savored, but not focused on exclusively.

Again I blow the flame out, my eyes never leaving those of my sweet sensual Angel.
 
"The Future," I remove the last candle and blow it out myself placing it to one side beside the lighter.

" It can wait awhile your angel is hungry , she craves cake."

I kiss him and trail more kisses down his body until I reach his cake coated cock. I dip my tongue into the very end swirling it provocatively around and scooping up a tongue-full of the whipped cream , again I look up at him knowing that it is running down my chin and dropping onto my naked breasts.

My mouth returns to envelop the tip of his cock as I bite into the cake and help myself to a slice dragging the chocolate cake and my sharp wicked teeth along the tip of his dick.

" mmmmmmm tastes good, ". I tell him around a mouthful of the deliciously sinful confection...
 
I smile when she places the candle aside, indeed the future could wait. My Angel leaned down and began with her tongue, the heat of the tip just toying with the end of my cock, then her teeth began taking bites of the cake. Slowly, she nipped and nibbled through the cake, teeth pressing to my heated shaft and making my eyes close, savoring the sensations.

"mmmm, how does it taste my Angel?"
 
" mmmmm it tastes of chocolate and you an exquisite combination...it's missing something though?"

I am straddling my Rider and the tastes of chocolate and cock have me very aroused, I am hoisted on my own petard however, I can't jump on his delicious cock until it is fully cleaned of sugary stuff.....

I take another bite of cake dip my fingers into my own hot wet pussy smearing my own juices across his lips before placing my over flowing mouth to his fully prepared to share.

My angel , his angel and cake..sheer perfection...
 
I watch, my eyes widening as my Angel dips her fingers into her sweet sex. Then she leans over and presses the wetness to my lips, but before my tongue can slide up and capture her essence she kisses me again, this time feeding me the cake.

My eyes close, and then the taste slides over me. Chocolate, my Angel, her lips and her essence, all of it slides across my tongue and fires into my brain. My hands tug reflexively at the bonds, I want to wrap my arms around her and hold her close.
 
New Beginnings...

“I guess it's going to have to hurt, I guess I'm going to have to cry, And let go of some things I've loved to get to the other side
I guess it's going to break me down, Like falling when you try to fly,
Sad but sometimes moving on with the rest of your life starts with goodbye”
― Carrie Underwood



Welcome to my bedroom, my private playground, a place to forget whom you are or from whence you came...

Our mutual pleasure will be our only goal inside these walls!

By invitation only!

A bitter sweet reminder of a time long gone....I had asked the Vassal staff to turn back time and so they had, sometimes perhaps one had to be more specific!


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My Doorway

Do not enter greedily.
I am not ready
To entrust you yet
With my secret.

Place your fingers around my knob,
But dare not come inside to rob.
Slowly trace, along my crevice slide,
But do not spread me open wide.

First press yourself against me gently,
Listen for a sign of entry.
I will tell you when it's time,
With the rhythm of my rhyme.

Until then linger without a sound,
Imagination keeping you around,
As I ignite you with my tongue,
Whispering ancient tunes unsung.

And when my resistance wearing thin,
Aches enough to let you in,
Tired of taunting drop by drop,
I'll beg you in to never stop.


Shelly Martin


When that time comes be you near or far
whisper the words 'Que Sara Sara'
Hold to your heart my golden key
and it will bring you close to me!

Yeishia
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"Erotic Thoughts" by Antolyy Demenko.


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As I reluctantly return to my bedroom I am besieged by memories and for a single moment I wish I had not returned at all...

" live in the moment, sometimes it is all you have." Words spoken by someone now grown wiser... Me!

Smiling softly I find that I am happy to be home. The past had made me the woman I now was..I simply adored her, warts and all!
Looking around I found that I still loved my bedroom, the huge king size plus bed dominated the room,the walls were lined with antique golden draperies save for the wall facing the bed upon which a single oil painting dominated,"Erotic Thoughts" by Antolyy Demenko. If I could paint a self portrait she would be I, except of course for the length of her hair, for mine falls past my waist...

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My bed in fact my room, has some very special features not apparent to the casual observer...4 huge ornate brass rings were attached to the bed's four corners, they looked decorative lying there, seemingly innocuous pieces of the beds decor...however they served a very naughty purpose.

Smiling I lounged back on the pillows enjoying my bed's decadent comfort while gazing at the ceiling; this feature I was very proud of. The whole ceiling was holographic, and with a gentle whispered command it would do my bidding changing into whatever my hearts desire would wish it to be. "Starry night." I whisper.... watching it and the rooms lighting change as if by magic. Within milliseconds I was staring up at the sky entranced. * I giggled remembering its inception many years ago.*

I was still amazed, ofttimes back then I had felt as if my very room was a living breathing entity. Each detailed subtle nuance of thought, along with the clever lighting bathed and encompassed every facet of the room, thereby creating an evocative, dangerous or even playful mood depending on the scene I choose.

I could even preset it to include suitable mood enhancing music and I often did back then... I did and still do believe that music is indeed the food of love, together with poetry, message, the kiss of a well placed whip..... well the list for me is endless!

I am still even to this day mesmerized with the shear wonder and joy of it!

Whispering once again"Bedroom" and we were back to normal, mmm nothing is ever truly as it seems... I giggle turning to my toy boxes which reside one on either side of the bed. The one on the right is for my toys and the one on the left is for my play clothes. What makes them special? well let me show you once again. I open my toy box and peer inside. closing my eyes I visualize a 10 inch pink dildo and a pair of very sexy matching handcuffs. Reaching in I pull the items from the chest...

I love my toy boxes still for they can give me all that my hearts desires!


Both boxes are magical producing whatever is needed by the person who opens them; the only limits are the imagination of the one who is searching!

"I warn you, as always they will not produce anything that has been restricted by my hard limits,"
often the boxes are aware of them even before I have set them.

I am on still on a journey.....discovering who I am and so this as a comfort to me. Nothing has changed in that regard I think :as I gaze around the room I had missed so very much.

My dark angel had returned to his real world and I was alone in mine.

I would remember our time together with love always, we would remain loving bonded friends forever; sad as it was it now was the time for me to journey onwards, albeit with out him. We had not broken up we were simply apart...

I felt drained and so very tired; returning to the huge bed I had shared with only two others I snuggled into its welcoming covers embracing its lonely depths. Closing my eyes allowing blessed sleep to claim me for its own...
 
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