C G loft.

watching the interplay between Calla and Cg I smile at her response, my fingers tighten just a little on her nipples as a soft gasp escapes me. Taking the proffered clamps in hand with a smile I let their cool touch slide over Calla's skin as I seem to ponder her request and Cg's question

I would like that Cg, would like that very much.

a shift of the clamps in my fingers and they begin to bite into the nipples that are so invitingly taut, carefully tightening them until she gasps

stepping back, looking at the object of my rising lusts offering,

Then come and strip me and make your desires come true.

the invitation comes in a voice made smoky with delighted desire. To have such a find stumble into our midst is...breathtaking
 
No LT let her remained bound for now. Show her how to please me when asked to strip teach her my sweet LT.

I turn my eyes on the blushing girl.!

Learn well my dear for when LT is Finished We shall both take our pleasures from you.
 
Caught up in the moment the realization that the idea of a bound miss being able to strip anything makes me laugh a little sheepishly

But of course...

alternating between watching Cg and eyeing Calla my hands stroke leisurely up my stomach and caress my breasts through the cloth then slowly slip my buttons one at a time through their loops until the shirt hangs loose after pulling it from my skirt. A flip of my shoulders and it slithers down my arms to pool on the floor. Fingers in the waistband of my skirt and that button is undone but the zip comes much more teasingly. Finally the skisrt whispers down my thighs and I kick it away carelessly to stand clad in panties, bra and stockings. Caressing my exposed skin with relish I unclip the front fastenings of my bra and remove it before turning my back to bend at the waist removing my shoes and rollling off my stockings one at a time. Only then do I stand and face him once more, slipping a hand into my panties to let him watch my fingers ease into the outerlips of my pussy offering the most delightful show of bumping and moving material before finally sliding them down and off then going to him and waiting, breasts thrust out enticingly, my hands clasped behind my back, legs spread slightly.


glancing at Calla to see her reaction before returning my attention to Cg
 
I smiled as LT began her slow sensually seductive striptease. I turned sweet little Calla so she cloud see every seductive movement. My hands cupped her cup her breasts my fingers toyed with her clamped nipples giving them a little harder bite in to her rosebud nipples.

See How graceful LT is my Sweet! See how she move like a cat, the way she tries so hard to please me? Do you think you can please,,,,,,,,,,

Let my voice trail off. When I speak again my lips brush Calla’s earlobe

Do you think you can please both us at the same time My Dear?
 
I gasp softly, beggingly as the clamps tease over my warm skin. Finally LTs fingers collect my soft, sensitive breasts and I force myself to be still as the sharp clamps bite into my hard little nipples. I whimper and shiver as the clamps are tightened down to their final tension.

So...sensitive...

I moan and squirm, feeling the clamps tug and bite at my tender nipples and then LT begins to strip. My eyes are drawn to her unaashedly, following the curve of her body, teh fall of the fabric as it caresses her and is cast away.[/I

She's beautiful, milord.

I smile to CG

I will certainly do my very best.
 
Will you will you Truly Calla?

My voice softly tease the dark beauty as my fingers give the delicate golden chain that links her nipple clamps a little tug. My lips brush the nape of Calla’s neck, a little bite.

LT there is a little padded stool by the trunk that I think our sweet young Miss would look so delightful bent over it and bound to. Her sweet mouth would be yours and ………

I let my voice trail off and give LT a knowing wink.
 
An arched brow at Cg's suggestion then I move with a smile, fetching the stool and centering it in the low room. A hand under Calla's elbow guides her back to the stool and I help her bend over it. Contrary to the literal suggestion I modify her position slightly, laying her on her back instead of bending her over face first due to the need to access her front for the idea in mind. Deft fingers undo her bonds but only to draw her arms back once more so I can bind them to the legs of the stool. Finding a second cord I do the same thing to those delightful legs, binding her with just enough play that she can be acessed with ease for what I think Cg has in mind

Then let's see...

with a smile for our hapless beauty I move over her, standing over her prone body before slowly squatting, lowering the source of my desire towards her waiting mouth. Due to a desire to watch Cg, I am facing toward her feet and have to be careful not to go down to far so she can still breathe My body hovers just above her mouth and I wait. As a tease perhaps, a single drop of my juice pools in my lips then drips down to dab onto Calla's lips
 
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For such a pair as you, yes, I will.

I gasp and moan as the chain tugs the clamps deeper into my nipples, shuddering in time with the gentle tugs. I arch my neck, closing my eyes and letting CGs teeth find their way into my neck

You are not going to get any argument from me. On any of that.
 
How shall I take you first my sweet while you please LT?

Shallit be the blinding height or the dark forbidden pasage?
 
Knowing exactly what question Cg has asked makes me smile while my curiosity makes me wonder just what Calla's answer will be. I know which one I'd prefer, but that's just me Carefully I raise a little, giving her not only room to breathe but to think as well
 
I smile as LTs gentle hands urge me to lay back on the litle padded stool. Again, I'm bound, stretching my shoulders back, my spine arching. I wiggle just a little, testing, learning, as LT binds my feet as well and then I am still, held with just a little strain, unable to fight or prevent anything that is about to happen.

She lowers herself to me and I hear myself moan, I strain up against the bonds to reach her wetness, taste her, run my tongue through her slick warm folds...she gives me only a drop of sweetness before pulling away. CG has asked a question and I've missed it.


"Blinding light...." I manage to gasp before returning to kiss my dear LT, longing to taste her more fully.
 
Blinding light it shall be Calla.

my fingers caress her sweet young mon the sparsely fleecy down so delicate and yet it hides the treasure I seek. A wicked smile bows my lips as the thought of Calla’s love of the blade plays at the corner of my mind it takes only a moment to make th preparations the rough cloth dipped in hot water caresses massage Calla’s mon. I lather my hands and work the rich thick lather into her downy fleece. Slowly I unfold the straight razor I let the light glint off of its keen edge to dance I Calla’s eyes. The only sounds are her sweet whimpering and the sensually seductive rasp of the razor as the cold steel meets her warm flesh. Each agonizingly slow pass of the razor leaves bare skin in its wake. My fingers stretch ther delicate folds tight less the razor bites.
 
My eyes locked on what Cg is doing I am almost captivated myself at the sight of Calla's bare pussy that appears in the wake of his blade. I don't even realize I have licked my lips until my next deep breath feels cooler than before. I look down her sweet body and reach out, my fingers closing over her clamped nipples, squeezing ang tugging on them gently. Knowing how much she wants to taste me I make her wait several agonizing seconds, then lower my body within reach once more

Taste me Dear One...

my voice comes out slightly strained
 
Rough cloth, warm water and CGs hands massaging me are distracting enough but I still tense when he holds out the straight razor. I know I should be still, if only for my own good, but I can't help but squirm under the touch of chill, sharp metal. I whimper softly, his fingers are strong and knowing, stretching my soft flesh and holding it still under the cut of the blade. My hips rise to meet his touch, to rub against his fingers with all the need my soft moans cannot describe. I cry out as her hands twist and tug my captured nipples, lighting them afire and there is nothing, nothing I can do to slack my own desires.

Until she moves to where my mouth can reach, finally I can act and give and express my own needs. I taste her desire, rich and hot on my tongue and I am hungry for more, hungry to make her writhe and beg even as I am. I lap her wet folds, sucking them softly, delving with my tongue to find her hard nub and taste the flesh of her need. I suckle to feel her pulse in my mouth, to taste her, blood hot and passion sweet.
 
My eyes smile their approval at the way our sweet little toy offers herself up so willingly . How she strains against the ties that bind to embrace the cold steel of the razor. I see the lustful smoldering gleam in LT’s eyes as she grants Calla the taste she longs for. . As our little captive reaches for her desire with her little pink tongue I take the cup of the hot sweetly scented oils slowly I drizzle the jasmine and sandalwood oils on Calla’s freshly shaven mon. My hands deeply massage the warming oils into her naked mon. Hot oil now anoints her clamped nipples and firm young breasts as if she where a sacrifice to our lust.
 
The scent of mingled arousal and scented oils reaches my nose and I breathe deeply watching as Cg's fingers work the oil into Calla's skin. As her tongue pierces my outer lips for the first time I moan softly and my thighs tremble slightly fighting the instinctive desire to drop towards her.

Watching her skin shimmer in the low light I reach forward, my hands joining Cg's as they stroke and tantalize that smooth skin. An exploratory caress to check the thoroughness of Cg's work with the razor is heavenly and I enjoy the feel of that smooth, yet slick surface under my fingertips as they delve in to flutter almost playfully over Calla's clit then dance away ever teasing.
 
I moan, almost singing as fingers stroke my oiled, smooth skin, I writhe and tug against my bonds, setting my breasts moving and sweetly torturing my clamped nipples. I feel LTs shiver and smile, delving deeper, exploring, tasting, teasing, trying to find the places that most please her for me to kiss, to suck, to lick. Daringly I gently nibble her soft flesh. I inhale slowly, knowing the pull of air will be cool on her heated depths, it doesn't matter, I would rather please her than breathe. I urge her lower, to let me deeper, to let me tease her, please her, serve her as she so richly deserves.
 
I watch my protégé as she slowly seduces Calla with her sweet dewy nectar I watch as the beautiful woman child becomes lost in LT’s alluring temptations when she is lost to the world wrapped in her pleasure I strike.

My shaft flies straight to it mark Calla’s soft dewy folds part as I thrust in to her. My finger’s entwine in Lt’s hair as I draw he mouth to mine to savor the sweetness of her kiss. Sweet Calla sandwiched between us for the moment denied of LT’s sweet nectar,
 
A soft groan of pure lust as Cg's fingers disappear into my hair only to be lost in the power of his kiss, my body rising to press closer to him to meet his demanding lips as Calla receives the full thrust of his shaft. In reaction my fingers clasp her hips, tightening against her flesh leaving small imprints of my passing as I respond to that searing kiss.

I know how desperately she wants to taste me and give me pleasure and there is a definite pleasure derived from the knowledge that she must wait until Cg allows it. Her time will come, as will mine, when the time is right.
 
I can't help my begging whimper when LT's sweetness leaves my lips and I can no longer reach her, no matter how I strain. It quickly dissolves into a sweet moanas I feel filled, stretched by the deep thrust of CG's hardness. I suck in cool air, my body aching to meet teh touch of my master and mistress, My lord and lady.
 
I let my searing kiss linger on Lt’s lips. A smile bows my lips at Calla’s little whimper of lost then her then her gasp of unexpected pleasure. I pass a knowing glance to LT as my lips slide from hers.

Calla now don’t be shy my dear tell us how you wish to be used.

Before she can speak I press my finger to her lips.

A good Master or Mistress makes sure the deepest and darkest needs of their little subs are met as it is their sub's duty and pleasure to serve.

So tell me dear what are your deepest and darkest needs?
 
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at the look from Cg, a tiny enigmatic smile touches my lips and I ease off our bound beauty, moving to by her head where I kneel on the floor, my face so close to hers as my fingertips feather over the skin of her shoulders, helping keep her keyed up as I wait for her answer, knowing the cost she must be paying to actually attempt to think just now
 
C G‘s Loft.
High up in the Inn above the guest and residents room lies the loft nestled under the eves of the roof. Strong oaken beams slant from the ridge to the floor.

There is a hammock slung by the round eve window that looks out over the Bay and Faiths lighthouse. A seaman’s bunk against one wall, a writing table of oak that was once down by the hearth. The pictures and small treasure of a life at sea, memories of all the places and people that have crossed his life. The desk holds but two pictures in an antique silver frame, on one side his Chris and on the other the ski area of Mt St-Anne.

All in all it is a simple room. Clean and shipshape in “Bristol Fashion”.
 
wanders in
hmmm looks like a cozy place to sleep...
drops my books on the table and decides on the nap first and work later
 
Stepping to you as you drop your books Would you be more comfortable napping if you lost your clothing after all you wouldn't want that fetching outfit all wrinkled would you VT?
 
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