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

I take a deep breath once more..trusting in his words ..I melt into him!

My kisses continue down her neck, with nips and love bites accompanying them. The firm flash of her neck resists the pull of my teeth just enough to make it pleasant for us both.

I take a small pause from kissing her, letting my hand roam over one of her arms. My finger tips slide and dance over her limb taking time to trace the tattoo that graces her bicep. The trip along her arm complete, my hand returns to her chest, enjoying the feel of her body above the swell of her breasts. I can feel the flutter of her heart, and the shift of her body with each breath she takes.


I have missed doing this with you, My Slave. Simply getting to know you again. I lean in to bestow and gentle kiss on her lips.
 
I smile at his words as I endeavor to enjoy the beauty of his gentle kiss....
 
I smile at his words as I endeavor to enjoy the beauty of his gentle kiss....

The flickering light shifts the shadows as well as the emphasis of her body. The natural firelight brings out enjoyable hues in her skin. My hand lifts slightly, the fingertips the only part of my touching her body. My hand circles the gentle lower slopes of her breast, the softness of her skin surpassing anything else touched.

Higher and higher the fingertips go, brushing over the areola until the the tip of the nipple itself is found. Slow, delicate swirls encompass that part of her body. I delight in the feel of the skin as it reacts to my touch.

My mouth resumes the trail of kisses down her chest, moving to the other breast. My breath ghosts over her skin as I sigh with pleasure. I enjoy giving to My Slave like this. To savour her like the fine fining experience she is from time to time. My mouth find the other nipple, kissing it like any other part of her body. But since it is different, I am able to draw it into my mouth, rolling it between my lips, tongue and teeth.
 
We land softly at the foot of my bed.

I glance at the place where I had lain the night before hoping that he would choose to return sometime soon, forcing back the memory I turn to Luna: Oh my goodness what a beautiful name she has........

Smiling shyly I can only stare at this vision before me
 
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Ooo nice

I step away from yeishia's hand and look around the space she has made for herself. Tis pleasant and lush, like the little pretty before me.

Hmm, must have toys.

Closes my eyes and wishes my bag to come to me. Amazingly enough, it does.

Come pretty, we need a large mirror and a chair placed directly in front of it.
 
I have a freestanding mirror and a chair, shivering in anticipation I do her bidding..

I am both excited and afraid.....
 
The setting:

A large ornate floor length mirror placed by the foot of her bed. Directly in front of it, a small, heavy mahagony chair. Shibari rope is draped along the back for easy use. A small black bag pops into existence and opens itself spilling forth low heat candles, and two long eagle feathers as well as tiny nipple clamps and other assorted things. I wait for yeishia to take her seat. I want her to see what I am doing to her so there are no secrets.

You ready? Then sit down.

I grin and move to stand behind the chair. This way, the pretty will have an unobstructed view...for a while.

You have to keep your eyes open and watch. I will stop whatever it is I do, if I notice your eyes closing. Understood?
 
OOC: Please give me 5 min then I am on my official break and can do this justice..I do not want tomiss
a minute


I sit down on the chair and nod my understanding...eyes wide open
 
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I begin by wrapping the silky rope 'round her waist. It slides along her skin and holds her securely in case she tries to wriggle away. Next I wrap her wrists, tying them with a nice square knot to keep her arms still. Finally I drop to my knees and scoot to the front, tying her legs to the bottom of the chair, so that they are open and ready. I lean forward and bury my nose in the moisture just hidden by her panties and wonder why I hadn't thought to remove them. No matter, a small razor pops into existence and I cut the sides, tugging them out from beneath her bum. Standing up, I move behind her once more and look at the picture she makes, framed in the mirror.

Ooh pretty.
 
Moving on

My type of play is all sensation. Riding the line between too much and not nearly enough. Most women, get to the point where it begins to hurt, but in such a good way that they can't hold still. Thus, the need for secure knots. I allow her to see my grin, white teeth flshing in the gloom and move to light 3 candles. Two are white and will be used in a bit, the other is red and I haven't decided on it just yet.

The candles are placed so that the flames are reflected in the mirror. Preparation is essential to a good seduction. I am always prepared. I grab two small nipple clamps, the screw kind and a long brown feather and move to the front of the chair, momentarily blocking yeishia's view of herself.


One moment pretty, You need a bit of pain to feel normal, yes?

I grin at her and lean forward to capture her bottom lip with my teeth. Biting gently, and then harder before licking the lip slowly. My hands are busy, fondling breasts until the nipples harden so that I can apply the little silver clamps, tightening them until her eyes glaze.

How is that?
 

I watch Luna in the mirror mesmerized by her actions. My breath quickens at the first feel of the silken rope against my waist a soft caress. The sight of her as she goes about her work is so erotic, every binding every knot pulls forth a small moan from my lips.

As I feel her breath on my panties which I know are already drenched and the feel of the cool blade against my hot flesh have me whimpering my need.....


I see the candle flames reflected in the mirror..

Oh she is soooo good!

One moment pretty, You need a bit of pain to feel normal, yes?

Pain yes I am in need of pain I think my mind is growing sluggish with my desire as it overtakes my reason..

As she clamps my nipples the pain comes into focus and stabs its way directly to my clit.

Yesssss I scream out! pushing against the ropes that bind me relishing tha pleasure sh is giving me as she tightens the clamps


She is a witch... a devil... she read my mind! My two most favorite passions she has chosen to torment me with; silken ropes and nippleclamps


How is that?

Pure heaven! I grind out smiling .....
 
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Grinning as I hear her sighs and whimpers, her little moans and purrs. I love a woman who just lets go...makes it so much better.

You ready, pretty?

I wait to see her face, I wait for her to say yes. I will not move until I hear the word...
 
I smile at her and begin...a slight whirling movement just over the clit with the feather. I am low, so that she can see, but I move slightly to the right, still keeping pace, so that yeishia can see the contrast of feather and her. The feather is a delicate instrument of torture. A tip can cause agony or pleasure. Depends on the person wielding it.

I note some moisture and run a finger through it, not touching where the feather moves. The movements are slow and steady...the finger: up and back. The feather: round and round...just the tip. I watch for reactions, checking to make sure she watches.
 
A little more...slow, steady, like tides and then I stop. Moving behind the chair, I place the feather on the bed and lean forward, biting the place where throat meets shoulder. A slow suckling....not to mark but there. My hands come round and cup her breasts, tugging on engorged nipples, tightening the screw clamps a little at a time, before going back to the tug...tug...tug. Insistent. I glance into the mirror, watching her yet again, waiting for a sign...something that says too much...or conversely...never enough.

What say you, pretty. Ready for something new?
 
My eyes grow huge as I watch with interest. The movement of her finger lightly dredging through the moisture of my desire and the delicate touch of the feather are exquisite torture to my senses. I want nothing more than to let my head fall back and to close my eyes and be carried away by the unusual sensations she is giving me


Instead I keep my eyes open entranced by both figures in my mirror.

I want to close my legs, rais my hips , push into her, but cannot move ....


Hmmmmmmmm please! I beg her.....
 
Oh you do? Good.

I move for my bag and grab a small egg, as well as a tiny little vibrating bullet. The egg is remote controlled and I lean down, spreading her open with my right hand, using my left to guide the oddly shaped toy inside. With a button click, I turn it on. Next the bullet vibe: silver and cool to the touch...I place it just on her clit and turn it on....a low whine feels the silence. ZZZZZZZZZ....a strap will hold it and so I apply that, making sure it is tight.

There you go, pretty. Just one more thing.

I swoop behind the chair and pick up one of my white candles. Tis low heat so they will not burn fair skin. Moving behind the chair yet again, I turn the egg on medium speed and begin to dribble white melted wax onto her chest. I watch and am pleased.
 
Oh Fuck! is the only word that escapes my lips as I watch what she is doing. I have never used such toys.The one she presses inside me feels soooo good the one on my clit is an indescribable sensation


Ohhh I whisper out trying to control my reactions.

She moves behind me and when I see what she has in her wicked hands I would have been tempted to run if I were not cleverly bound to the chair.

Oh My God! melted wax. I had only read....hmmmm as I feel the hot wax touch my sensitive skin... sweet pain , sweet pleasure.... one blending quickly into the other, coupled with the vibrations at and in my sex have me vibrating as if my body is trying to sync with what is happening.

I close my eyes and pop them right back open

must not miss a second of this delightful torture.

Watching her.. watching me.....

Watching my body slowly loosing control is .....sublime!
 
OOC: have to go to work...*sighs* so I can not finish you. Today.

IC: Grumbling to myself, I untie the pretty from her chair, and switch off the various buzzing things. Leaning forward I capture her mouth in a soft kiss before grabbing my toys and putting them away to be cleaned.

I will find you, soon.

:kiss:
 
OOC: Thank you Luna :rose:

Her kiss was as gentle as her teasing of my body. I am still staring at my reflection in the mirror as she leaves. I am pink all over. Dressing sorely tempted to finish what she started but knowing it is forbidden, I dress and return to the lounge

Hmmm That was so so nice I cannot wait for her return
 
Arriving back in my room I spied my diary , it had been a long time; perhaps if I start there my writers block will pass...

I sit at my desk and open it my pen in hand


Dear Dairy, :rose:

I am sorry that it was been so long since I wrote to you so much has happened I don’t know where to start! I have found so much in this place of fantasy and delight.

-A wonderful man to call my Master:rose:

I remember when I hit my 1000th post and how I was allowed to finally scream it from the roof tips that he had chosen me, It makes me grin again thinking of the useless posts I made in my hurry to reach my goal!

-A sister sub whom I adore and cherish:rose:

I can still visualize the night, I close my eyes even now and can remember long ago when I made my commitment to her....September the month when the golden leaves are turning red reminding me of her.... My Scarlet


“I crossed her wrists one upon the other and wrapped my long braid in a figure of eight around them.

I was symbolically binding us together ..... forever I hoped!

I gazed into her eyes as my Master ravished her body...pledging myself to her!


She of course belongs to her Master but the tiny bit of her I have I cherish!

My Master has taken another sub dear diary and I resign myself, knowing that she can give him that which I cannot. We have no connection, no bond, I barely know her, ( He he I have spanked her arse!) but I am hoping that in time will change!

I have bled on this board in this place...........

I have also made some great friendships!:rose:

Buckets of tears,
Buckets of cum,
Buckets of my love!

It has been quite the roller coaster ride, one I would never change or give up on for one moment.

I had a long conversation with My Master this morning and am more secure I think.

I broke my collar, an accident born out of anguish and while my heart and soul were breaking I felt bereft, my neck so bare!

I think is time to fix it and ask my Master to replace it around my neck... if he so desires it!


I leave you with a small prayer from my lips to Gods'!

"God please Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can,and wisdom to know the difference between the two"

I will speak with you soon dear friend!

yeishia:rose:


I carefully closed my diary and opened the bottom drawer: the photo I left untouched a reminder for myself alone of past failures and lovingly withdrew my collar and the stones surrounding it.

I sat and carefully replaced the small red jasper stones one by one along the golden wire, as I had done In May. Each stone a symbol of My Master and my love and commitment to him. The large Pewter stone with his star sign engraved on both sides I kissed, knowing the tiny piece of his heart he had bestowed on me still safely resided inside of the precious stone...

I slid it on the wire where it belonged, itching to feel it around my neck again. I slip over to my mirror and replace it in it's rightful place around my slender throat, pretending my fingers are those of my Masters'
 
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I slid it on the wire where it belonged, itching to feel it around my neck again. I slip over to my mirror and replace it in it's rightful place around my slender throat, pretending my fingers are those of my Masters'

What a beautiful sight that is to be greeted with. I smile warmly at the sight of her once more honouring me by wearing my collar about her neck.

I am hoping that real life will be more accommodating of us this time, My Slave. I have missed you greatly, and I want us to enjoy some time together.
 

I shudder with delight at the sound of my Master's voice, wishing that he has arrived just moments sooner; it would have pleased me greatly had it been His hands around my throat, replacing my collar....

I turn around and smile as I throw my arms around him!
 
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