C G loft.

I look up into CG’s eyes, all the careful defences that I have meticulously built around myself stripped away. Fear flickers in my eyes before I close them tightly … willing the memories away.

My eyes suddenly open … they are a shade lighter as they shimmer into his dark depths. CG has no way of knowing the enormity of the decision. “As dark as my mind will allow me to go …” I force the words past my lips. Trembling fingertips slowly make their way to where his hand is caressing my cheek. Turning his hand in mine, I place a kiss in the palm of his hand … placing my trust there.

“Please be gentle with me CG,” I ask.
 
As Dee knelt before me Those soft cool blue azure eyes gazing up at me all her defenses, all her little hiding places stripped away as she softly breathed.

“As dark as my mind will allow me to go …..."

The soft brush of her lips to palm of my hand, and then those soft eyes gaving up trusting, hoping.

“Please be gentle with me CG,”

" I shall Dee my dark Lady. Now tell me what you desire ,what dark need you need satisfied. Trust is a two way street trust me not to deny your need."
 
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I ponder his question for a moment. “I need to face a fear …,” I admit as I take a deep shuddering breath.

“Show me how to surrender control … I need to know how I can give myself to you … with you in firm control of the reigns,” I say with a shaky voice. “I trust you CG …” the words breathlessly siphon into the air, as I lift my hands to him, wrists together … as if they were bound.
 
“I need to face a fear …,”

There is a soft seriousness in D's voice. A steadying breath before the Dark Lady continues.

“Show me how to surrender control … I need to know how I can give myself to you … with you in firm control of the reigns, ........... I trust you CG …”

The tremor in her voice now barely a breathy whisper. Those soft cool azure eyes imploring, pleading, and trusting even as some hidden fear flashes in their smoldering depth. "D" lift her hands to me, wrists together … as if they were bound and I see what she so fears in an instant.

My hands enfold her as if they where silken cords binding her wrists. My dark gaze meets her uplifted eyes. now a deep violate with her seizing dark desire and fear.

"Come!"

My voice a soft gentle command as I raise D from her knees to stand before me. A fleeting kiss to caress her lips then I lead her to the bed. A silken scarf draped around those delicate wrist so sweetly offered in sub mission. Slowly the scarf is drawn tight and knotted as D takes her first step to face the fear that haunts her.

"I shall now blind fold you."

I hold another silken scarf. I hesitate for a moment giving the trembling beauty a chance to reconsider her choice.
 
My eyes rivet on his hands as he takes my wrists captive … I slowly take a deep breath as my eyes stare at the picture in front of me.

"Come!" The single word leaves his lips … a softly spoken command.

CG effortlessly pulls me to my feet, to stand before him, my naked body an offering to him. He presses a gentle kiss to my lips before leading me to the bed. I watch as he takes a silken scarf and drapes the soft … but restrictive material around my wrists. My breathing increases perceptibly as I fight to remain calm.

CG slowly pulls the scarf tight around my wrists … my eyes shoot up to his dark and smouldering depths, trying to find reassurance in them. He knots the scarf around my wrists … and I can feel that old familiar feeling slowly start nagging in the back of my mind. I grit my teeth as I take a shuddering breath … my hands trembling. I close my eyes tightly for a moment, forcing my breathing to slow down. My instincts are telling me to rip the scarf from my flesh … while my heart is telling me there is nothing to fear.

My eyes slowly open to find CG standing with another scarf held in his hands … a blindfold …

I stare into his eyes for the longest moment … emblazoning them into my mind. I want to keep the image wrapped in my thoughts … something to focus on.

I slowly nod my head, a small gesture … that speaks volumes.
 
There is such fear and trust in D's dark violate eyes as her fear and desire war with each other. The tight well defined line of her jaw, the rapid little gasps for air, then a claming strength as D's eyes flutter close. the steadying breath.

Time stand's still as D' focuses then her eyes open the dark depths clamed from the raging storm with in. I watch as she makes her decision. A slow nod of her head, a little gesture, that speaks volumes. The cool silk plunges "D" into a world of darkness where sound, touch, and smell are her only guides. My lips softly brush hers in a sensual, reassuring kiss. A single word......... Trust At her ear.

Sweeping her into my arms I carrier her to the bed. Hands drawn above her head secured bound and again that single word... Trust

My finger tips trail down D's body, tarring to give her pleasure to tease those special little places that so excite and pleas her. The caress of silk as it encircles her ankle. again I pause, again the choice is hers to continue or not.
 
My world is engulfed in darkness as I stand before CG. I can feel the warmth radiating from his body as he leans in to press a kiss to me; my lips tingle with the soft and sensual touch before I feel his breath play across my neck, forming one word: Trust.

I shudder in response. It felt so much more intense.

I feel CG wrap his arms around me as he lifts me into his arms. For the first time it dawns on me how vulnerable I am … how completely dependant I am on him. Without the use of my hands or eyes … he is my guide, my only anchor.

He gently lays me down on the bed and then leans across me, pulling my hands above my head, securely restraining them in place. For a moment, fear starts nibbling at my mind … before that single word drifts from his lips again: Trust.

A soft little whimper escapes my lips as I push the fear to the back, focussing on his voice … his nearness.

CG slowly runs his fingertips down the length of my body, leaving a blistering trail of fire in its wake. Every touch is unexpected … every caress a brand new experience. I feel a soft and silky material teasing the flesh around my ankle as I sense CG’s silent question. Again, I nod my head as I take a deep breath.
 
I love the way my Dark Beauty's ravishing body responds to my little teasing caresses The way her rosebud nipples pucker into diamond hard peeks the first dewy drops of her arousal as in mingles with D's little whimpers of fear that she battles so valiantly. The little nod of her head as she surrenders the last of her control pleases me so.

Slowly reverently I bind her trim little ankles to the bed post. Alone in the dark her supple body bound spread eagled open and vulnerable. D's moment of fear is upon her and there is no avenue of escape now. My finger tips gently teasingly dance up her bound legs trace idle little patters on her soft velvet inner thigh then graze the sweet moist puffy folds of her labia. A finger tip grazes D's throbbing, swollen clit. I roll it under the pad of that solitary finger before my slip from her leaving D's alone in her dark world to face her fear and to anticipate what will come next.
 
I feel the silken strands being tied around my ankles before securing them in place, my legs spread to grant CG access to every part of me … uninhibited and freely. The effect on me is quite unsettling. I can feel my chest constricting in fear as if someone had cut my oxygen supply. Instinctively I pull at the restraint holding my hands captive and just as the first frightening image threaten to jar through my memory … fingertips touch me, sending a jolt through my entire body.

I focus on the touch, reverently reminding myself that this was CG … no one else. The images of his dark eyes flit into my mind as his fingertips aimlessly dance up my legs to trace along my inner thigh. He slowly breaks the spell of fear and turns it into something much, much sweeter. His fingers languidly flit across my sex, teasing ... before honing in on my clit. A moan escapes my lips as I roll my head back, arching my back slightly as he rolls it beneath his intimate touch for a brief moment.

He stops … leaving my flesh bereft of his touch, wrenching another moan from my lips with an almost pleading sound to it.

Left in darkness … my senses crystallise, trying to find CG in the space around me … fear slowly starting to clutch its cold grasp around my mind again.
 
The rapid rise and fall of D's chest tells of the fear that rages within her at beings so helpless, so vulnerable. each little gasp and moan of pleasure of lost please me . I smile as this Dark Lady arches to my touch her sweet moist bowed lips "O"ed as a gasp of pleasure escapes them, lips so kissable.

Steeling myself as D is left in her dark world I study that supple body bathed in a shimmering golden sheen of sweat in the afternoon sun as she fight her private battle. In her dark world time has lost all meaning a second could feel like a minute a minute like an eternity. The tip of my tongue slowly circles, teases her dusky pink areola into a puffy little pillow capped by a peaked taunt nub of a rose bud nipple. The tip of my tongue flicks across its now moist tip. Then the bite of a golden nipple clam its sharp serpentine teeth feasting on that tender bud.
 
My mind is playing tricks on me … cruel and evil tricks. My entire body tenses up. In the darkness … the deafening silence … I can almost hear him laughing. I flinch as something warm and wet touches my nipple. A tear makes its way down my cheek, as I once again need to remind myself that this is CG …

His slow and tender caress pulls me from my own torment … I am overcome with his presence, his gentle touch that seems to radiate an almost tangible calm over my frayed senses. I relax into the softness of the bed ... the tenderness of his touch as he teases the crowning tip of my soft orb to stand proudly. A moan hums on my lips ...

Suddenly, something cold grips around the tip of my nipple. A gasp fills the air as it applies enough pressure to keep the incredible sensation afloat while combining it with a bite that seems to strike a harmonic chord between pleasure and pain.

It keeps my mind occupied … sending a constant and ebbing pulse through my body as I shudder … CG’s smouldering and disarming eyes floating in my mind …
 
D's little moan of pleasure as I suckle that proud rosebud nipple the little almost silent gasp as the clamp bites home. one last little swirl of my tongue around the clamped and tortured bud. Kisses as soft as the brush of a butterfly's wings inter mingled with play full little sensual nips and seductive little tonguing traces the contours of D's breast till at last the tip of my tongue circles her so far neglected nipple. Again a golden clamp sinks its serpent sharp teeth into Her aroused nipple. The cool caress of the golden chain that connects the clamps is draped across the smooth sensual curve of Dee's breasts, pools in the sweetly scented valley that lays between.

My butterfly kisses float down across the flat quivering plane of D's abdomen. The tip of my tongue reams her naval. A lovers nip at the soft hollow where hip and thigh meet. My hot moist breath washes over her moist dewy labia. My tongue slides along the length of those moist folds each pass cleaving deeper, until at last the tip of my tong flicks at D's throbbing clit. A little tug of the chain barely noticeable the cool caress of a golden chain and pools on her belly a third clamps waits to caress that throbbing pearl of passion.
 
CG’s lips are leaving feather light kisses along my skin, instantly calling forth a blanket of gooseflesh to erupt on my flesh … adding texture to the raw canvas that CG is artfully decorating. Every playful nip conjures a smile that dances across my lips until a soft laugh bubbles from them.

CG’s tongue makes its way to the sensitive and smooth outskirts of my nipple … circling around it. His fleeting caress is interrupted by the addition of another cold clamp that snugly bites into my flesh to tease and torment. This time a breath hisses across my lips as I inhale sharply only to groan out my pleasure with a slight 'off-key' of pain adding a different dimension to the sound.

I can feel a connection between the two that tugs and bites … my body trembling in the wake of the overwhelming sensory sensations that are threatening to drown me in pleasure.

His lips continue their slow and calculating route down my body, circling around my naval like a roundabout … distracting him for a moment from his target, as another smile tugs at the corner of my lips. He reaches the epicentre of my being, my need for him clearly painted on its doors to heaven. CG runs his tongue along the length of me, each stroke deepening his exploration … ever so slowly driving me absolutely insane with want.

My body writhes beneath him as shockwaves of electricity bolts down my spine … until he finds my soft pearl and draws it from its hiding place. My ability to think coherently is in serious jeopardy as my mind melts into a seething mass of passion … the only language known to it is moans of ecstasy and cries of pleasure.
 
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D's fear faced bound and oh so vulnerable she plunged into a world of darkness where sound touch and smell are her only links with the world around her . Her agile young mind left free to soar anticipate and savor the little pleasures and pains I bring to her. Her sweet supple body arch to my touch to my kisses. That sweet soft voice gasping at the sharp bite of the clamps, mingle with the primal moans and sighs of dark sinful pleasure please me. I revel as D's body writhes beneath me........shockwaves of electricity bolts down her spine … I finds her soft pearl and draw it from its hiding place. .....the only language known to it is moans of ecstasy and cries of pleasure.

While D' is lost in the building pleasure that course through every fiber of her being I scoop the third and final clamp from where it lays on the hollow of her belly by her naval. My teeth grip that throbbing pearl of passion. I inhale deeply drawing a cool stream of air across the feverous bud. Then as D shutters the final clamp bites home its sharp teeth claiming the dark beauty's throbbing clit. even as I feast on her dewy sweet nectar.
 
Another sharp breath hisses past my lips as CG’s teeth lifts my throbbing and aching clit from its nestled safety, his breath stealing the air around it to leave an electrifying cold touch to warm flesh. Before I have time to gather my senses, the final and last clamp bites into my tender flesh, taking the sensitive nerve ending that is connected to every fibre in my being hostage in its own little vendetta of exquisite pain and maddening pressure.

A scream escapes my lips as my body stiffens beneath CG. I strain against my bounds as he mercilessly continues to lap at the velvety depths of my desire. The three pressure points take on a life of their own as they tug and torment with every move I make ... deepening the pain ... the pleasure. CG’s hands ... his breath ... his touch ... the heat that seems to radiate from his body sizzles through my mind and is amplified to resonate from my soul. Every short gasp from my lips is accompanied by a soft moan as I thrash my head ... my body alive and tingling ... absolutely everywhere!
 
D is caught in the deep rapture of pain and pleasure as her lips "O" in a sweet seductive gasp, that trails into a soft sensual moan of sinful pleasure. That gorgeous supple body thrashes and tugs at the bounds that hold her captive to her own dark forbidden pleasures. Her hair in wild disarray forms a dark halo around her angelic face as her head lulls side to side, the sharp bite of those sharp golden serpentine teeth intensifies all that she longs for and fears.

I lift my head form feasting on her sweet nectar. Her taste is upon her own lips as I claim her mouth in a searing kiss. My fingers interlace with hers in their bondage. Bound spread eagled, open vulnerable, the tip of my shaft like cupid's arrow make for its mark. The soft moist folds part as my shaft finds its mark. I trust into D's moist tight depths, each thrust causing the clamps to bite, the pain to radiate, and the pleasure to course.

My lips part from hers. I trail firry kisses and nips down along the sensual bow of her neck. I sink my teeth into the hollow of D's neck where her life force pulses just below the surface. Stray wisps of hair at the nape of her neck dance in my hot moist breath.

"Is this what you feared what you wanted "D"? "
 
Releasing me from his ministrations, I can feel CG moving ... his body so close to mine ... skin on skin as he claims my lips in a deep and passionate kiss. I can taste myself on him as I move my lips hungrily across his, wanting to give him as much pleasure as he has given me. He interlaces his fingers through mine ... such an incredibly intimate moment that wrenches a groan from deep within me to hum against his lips. I feel his proud manhood probing the entrance of my dark and velvety depths as butterflies explode in my stomach, my body quivering in anticipation.

CG penetrates me in one smooth thrust, my body expands and moulds around him, welcoming him in my warm depths as the pain jars through my body to add to the incredible pleasure, blurring the line. I arch to meet him stroke for stroke.

His lips leave mine as he trails a blistering line of kisses and sensual little nips down my neck. I roll my head back, lifting my chest against him ... the clamps biting into my flesh as another deep moan escapes my lips. He latches his lips around the hollow of my neck, his teeth biting into the pulse that frantically beats out a forbidden rhythm of dark ecstasy.

"Is this what you feared what you wanted 'D'? " CG asks so close to my ear, his breath teasing across my skin.

It takes me a second to find the breath to answer him ... “yes,” the single word breathlessly ghosts into the air. “And so much more,” I add as I press my cheek to his, revelling in the feel of having him so close.
 
“yes,” the single word breathlessly ghosts into the air.

Such a wanted beauty her voice a breathy whisper her body arching to mine meeting welcoming and submitting. I smile as she gasps

“And so much more,”

I t My mouth again claims the sweetness of D's I plunge into her pounding demanding all that she has to give and oh so much more. Yet even in my demanding lust as I use her body for my own pleasure I give her as much in return. I feel the well spring of my lust rising,, My fingers slip form hers my hands sliding down her bound arms. My body arches away from hers beyond the reach of her bondage. fingers brush across tortured nipples Clamps fall away as blood rushes in with a searing pain her scream swallowed in our kiss as I plunge in to her once again.
 
I feel CG move inside me, our bodies thrashing out an ancient dance of passion as he ruthlessly pushes my boundaries to the limit, taking me places I have never been before.

He untangles his fingers from mine; letting his hands slip along my arms before he pushes himself away from me. I moan as my body arches … needing the touch of his body … aching with want. A soft whimper escapes my lips as my body weeps with loneliness.

I feel CG’s fingers lightly brush along my nipples, tearing another whimper from deep within my chest before a sudden stab of soul searing pain jars through my nervous system. My entire body stiffens in shock as the clamps fall away, a scream erupting from my lips. It dies on my lips as CG silences it with his own … demanding the pain to subside into something … sweeter. He slams into me, instantly replacing the pain with an overwhelming tidal wave of pleasure that threatens to drown me with its sheer intensity.
 
Her body arches as if she needs to feel my touch. A sweet little moan of loss escapes those parched "O"ed lips. A little whimper as my touch brushes her tortured nipples and then that heavenly scream of pain longing and dark pleasure as the clamps slip from those tortured buds.

Yet even as I plunge into this dark lady bound and blindfolded that has left her in a world of darkness and sensory overload My hands slips between our bodies as I still the teasing little tug of that delicate golden chain lets Dee know I am about to slip the last clamp the one that holds her throbbing clit captive. My lips crush to hers as I slip the clamp and the blood rushes in the pain the pleasure more intense than before. I swallow her scream and our maddening dance begins again building to a crescendo that will fill her with my white hot scalding lust for her.
 
My world is filled with darkness … every sound and every touch amplified to a dizzying height that seems to reverberate through my senses. I can feel the heat from CG’s body, scorching my skin … The sound of the ocean crashing against the shore as two bodies collide … mimicking the awesome power of mother nature. I can hear his breathing racing as his breath washes across my skin. I can taste the salty air mingling with the saltiness of his skin. The sound of my own voice sounds foreign … masked with so much passion and lust for this man that is setting my universe on fire.

I feel CG’s hands moving between us, the playful tug of the chain connected to the final clamp is stilled … a warning … before the final …

Aaaaaaahhhh!!

Pain screams through every fibre of my body as the epicentre of my female being is released from its vicious captor. A flair of torturous pain kindles in the centre of it … spreading like a wildfire … before it explodes through my veins. CG crushes his lips to mine, swallowing my tortured scream as my body ignites into a blistering flame of passion, engulfing my senses as CG moves inside of me.

Every muscle in my body contracts as an earth-shattering wave of pleasure crashes into me, pushing me into a gaping precipice. I free-fall into the arms of ecstasy … and surrender myself to him … fully … wholly.
 
Every muscle in "D" 's body contracts as she embraces me in her free fall into dark sinful ecstasy. Our climaxes mingle and or lust and passion feed off of each other in a series of dark climaxes.. My kisses and little love bites bathe "D" 's breasts and nipples.

I slip her blind fold from her eyes to let the afternoon light flood in to her world of darkness. Those delicate wrist freed even as her trim ankles are still held captive and bound. My mouth claims "D" 's in a seductively sensual and demanding kiss that lingers, tempts, and deepens.

My Lust for this dark beauty satisfied for the moment I enfold her in my arms the last of her bounds slipped now only bound by her will and desire .
 
Momentarily blinded by the afternoon sun, I feel CG release my bound wrists before he presses his lips to mine in a slow and lingering kiss. I close my eyes as I bring my hands down to tangle in his hair ... letting them slowly meander across his neck and shoulders. My fingertips gently stroke up and down his back as I return his kiss with tenderness. My breathing slowly levelling out as my pulse rate calms to a steady pace.

My ankles freed from their bounds, CG wraps me in his arms and holds me close as I rest my head against his chest. We lay like that for the longest time as I listen to his heart beating ... no other sound could be sweeter.

I move my head back slightly to gaze into his beautiful dark eyes as I trail a fingertip across his brow and down his temple. “Thank you ...” I whisper.
 
" Your most welcome "D"!"

There is a moment of soft tender closeness as My dark Lady rests her head on my chest and curls close to me as her passion ebbs into contentment. The fragrance of her hair mingles with that of her spent passion an intoxicating combination. My eyes are heavy and a smile bows my lips as they flutter close. "D" resting in the security of my arms as sleep claims me.

To sleep, perchance to dream. Visions of the bound beauty dance before my mind's eye.
 
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”.
 
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