C G loft.

[Dallis]

<I glance around the room, admiring its clean and unencumbered lines. Shrugging to myself, I obey the whispered command, still unsure if he meant this place or another. My sweater and skirt are quickly disposed of, folded neatly and laying on a seat. The brief thong I wore underneath, laying on top of the pile along with my stockings and garter. My heels sit primly next to the couch. Stepping to the middle of the room, unconcerned with how long I may have to wait, I settle to my knees, legs spread slightly, facing the door. My hands go up and behind my head, plaiting my hair into a thick, neat braid so that it will not encumber his viewing pleasure. That chore done, I place my hands behind me at the small of my back, one nestled comfortably in the other as I wait his return, head bowed.>

 

[cgraven]

A smile bows my lips as I enter the loft to behold the tawny golden beauty kneeling naked in the middle of the room her eyes demurely down cast a girlish blush kisses her cheeks. Her tawny golden mane tightly braided so that non of her delicate charms are hidden from me.

Well done Dallis.

I slowly circle this young beauty taking her in from ever angle, from the placement of her hands in the small of her back. The way the positioning arches the sinuous column off her spine to arch back, to thrust her proud young breasts out and up as if offering them for my pleasure. Yet as she kneels there back on her heels this alluring beauty has placed her knees together as she waited as if to hide her most precious treasure.

What is it that you need and desire Miss?

 

[Dallis]

<I hear the door open, footsteps crossing the room. It takes all my will to keep from looking up, to verify that it is indeed the one I have been waiting for and not some other. His eyes roam over my body, an almost tangible caress as he circles around me. The sound of his voice is all the confirmation I need to his identity. Without looking up, I manage an answer with only a slight tremor.> My need is to submit. My desire, to please.

 

[cgraven]

And if your submission brings pain Little One?

 

[Dallis]

<My body stiffens slightly, then relaxes.> If it is what pleases you, then I will welcome it.

 

[cgraven]

I bend over and with a single finger I lift the little golden beauty's chin so her soft eyes meet my dark hazel eyes, flecked with gold. a smile bows my lips.

But that is not what I asked Little One.

My lips brush Dallis' in a sensually seductive kiss . I let my finger slip from her chin then my lips from hers as I stand and take a step back,

Little One in the sea chest you will find manacles, and a spreader bar bring them to me so you may learn how to serve.

 

[Dallis]

<My blue-green eyes look up at him, a calm serenity enveloping me. My lips part to respond, only to be claimed by his, the kiss leaving me breathless and slightly dazed. A small thrill leaves me tingling all over as he instructs me. Rising to my feet in one fluid motion, I open the chest and pull out the items he has asked for. The sound of the metal as the manacles jangle against itself a soothing one, comforting even. I pause for just a moment to look at the bar he has asked for, wondering what plans he may have that gives him reason to think I might feel the need to close my legs to his pleasure. A small smile passes before I turn back to him, shivering slightly in anticipation. I return to him, kneeling before him with the items raised in front of me.>

 

[cgraven]

Those sweet sea mist blue-green eyes shine up into mine as Dallis rise in a single graceful movement. I watch the sensual sway of her hips as she dose as she has been commanded. There is just a hint of a smile that bows Dallis moist ripe lips as she turns to me again a sensual little of anticipation as return the golden beauty returns to me, dropping gracefully kneel before me her hands outstretched and her eyes demurely lowered with the items raised in front of me.

The manacles encircle her delicate wrist with a whispered metallic

CLICK

The chain that links them soon snapped to the hook of a block and tackle and Dallis is hoisted to stand naked before me. Her feet are spread apart ankles captured and lashed to the spreader bar and the soft whisper of rope and pulley caress her senses as she is drawn up to stand on tip toe.

Picking up my riding crop from the desk I slowly circle Dallis. I smile at the way her position so delightfully displays the sensual curve of her calves. . I let the supple leather tab of the crop trail up her legs and silken inner over the thigh. The leather sensually caresses the firm muscles and seductive curve of her tight little derrière and then across the smooth flat plane of her belly. That supple leather explores the firm contours of Dallis' breasts and teases her dusky pink areolas and taunt rise bud nipples.

 

[Dallis]

<My eyes close to the soft sounds of the steel locking into place around my wrists, allowing my mind and body to relax in the feelings of security that it brings. Effortlessly, I am pulled to me feet, my eyes opening to watch as he secures my ankles to the bar. Seeing him turn to the rope, my hands wrap automatically around the chain that connects the manacles, anticipating his next move that pulls me up on my toes. My eyes follow his movements, an almost inperceptible shiver tracing it's way through my body when I see him pick up the crop. My bare flesh tingles as the smooth leather slides lightly, teasingly, over me. It tickles the insides of my thighs, a quick, sharp pang of desire emminating from my core. Goosebumps follow in the wake of the leather's path until it begins to tease my nipples, the little buds quickly forming into hard pebbles, erect and begging for more focused attention. Every nerve quivers, waiting, poised for the first sting.>

 

[cgraven]

I see the anticipation in Dallis' eyes watch as her body responds to the caress of the leather. I see a dark longing in those sea mist blue-green eyes. My wrest twitches and a gentle tapping a little sting kisses her nipples. just a whisper of pain a hint at the stinging kiss that the crop could grant her.

"What do you desire Little One?

 

[Dallis]

<The light sting of the leather against my nipple causes me to take a sharp breath. The tingling in my core begins to seek an escape, and the scent of my arousal quickly becomes apparent. I ponder a moment how to answer. Choosing my words carefully, I manage to form a reply.> My desire is to please, to serve. I cannot receive pleasure without the knowledge that I am bringing pleasure to another.

 

[cgraven]

"Such a sweet little one and I'll wager a very need young Lady as well. But I do not wish you to be shy but boldly tell me your darkest desires."

As if to punctuate my words a sharp strike of the crop

Crack

And sinfully decadent pain laces trough Dallis' breast the Leather tab of the seductively taps down across the flat plane of her abdomen its stoning kisses nip at her soft inner thighs then slowly and deliberately the braid shaft of the crop slides along the golden beauty's moist rose pedal folds each ridge of the braided shat caressing , teasing and tormenting the bound beauty's throbbing clit.

 

[Dallis]

<My eyes darken perceptibly with his question. My voice lowers to a whisper.> My darkest desires…

<My body jerks, hands tightening on the chains to steady myself. I tilt my head back, closing my eyes and biting my lip to quell the sharp cry that threatens. Allowing only a soft moan to escape, I feel my wetness begin to seep down my thighs. He slides the crop along my now-slick opening, the ridge of the braid rubbing across my aching clit. I offer another low moan, my breathing becoming labored as I fight to control my body’s responses. It has been too long since I have been allowed to enjoy such torments, and my body has grown soft, my control weakened by the absence. I lift my head to him once more, my eyes seeking his. In a voice that is filled with desire, I finish my sentence.> To be controlled, completely, totally. To be taken in every way possible…repeatedly…until I pass out from it.

 

[cgraven]

Really my sweet girl then how can I deny you.!

a Sharp crack splits the air the firry kiss of the leather licks at Dallis' soft mons to lace her wide spread pussy with delightful searing pain. I circle her suspended lithe young body the crop reaching out to caress her soft silken skin with seductive caresses then the sharp firry kisses. A fine lattice work of delicate crimson stripes decorate the girl's flawless unblemished skin. I slide the crop between the seductive curve of Dallis' firm ass to tease her puckered dark start.

Perhaps a studded vibrator lodged deep in those sweet butter depth to peek your passions dear?

 

[Dallis]

<His words send a thrill through me, followed quickly by a gasping moan and a shudder. The sharp pain of the leather on my dripping sex leaves me wanting more. The teasing caresses interspersed with more of the supple material's sweet kisses has me whimpering, begging for more with each loving stroke. Slowly my eyes open, darkened to a deep Mediterranean blue in my lust, licking my lips, turning my head to look at him and responding in a low, husky whisper.> Yes...yes Sir...please....

 

[cgraven]

A little pout. I fear Dallis our time in the loft has drawn to a close.

 

[cgraven]

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”.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Preceding CG up the stairs I glance at him over my shoulder my eyes holding blatant enticement. The thin silk of my slacks pull tight across my backside with each step I take.

I push open the door and step inside, taking in the lovely room. The window calls to me and I peek out admiring the view*

Your loft is very nice, CG...and that's quite the view.

*Turning to face him I lean a hip against his writing table and watch him approach*

 

[cgraven]

The view as I follow DW up the stairs is quite enchanting but is noting to the view when she stands looking out the window the thin silk of her slacks and blouse are translucent clearly showing the outlines of every delightful seductive curve of her supple young body.


Your loft is very nice, CG...and that's quite the view.

“Yes the view is quite enchanting today.”

There is a roughish smile on my lips as I slowly close the gap between us. My arm encircles her trim little waist as I draw D W hard to my body. My lips crush to hers in a searing kiss,.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*A soft gasp escapes my parting lips, cut short by CG's kiss. I'm taken a bit by surprise at the suddenness of his actions, surprised and delighted. I slide a cool hand around the back of his neck pulling him even closer as I deepen the kiss, flicking my tongue out to feather teasingly against his lips. My back arches, pressing my breasts against his chest, hard nipples digging into him through the cloth of our shirts.

You are a delicious contradiction, my gentleman rogue....*my words are murmured against his lips as my free hand begins to trail slowly down over his chest*....what other surprises do you have in store for me?

 

[cgraven]

I smile at D W’s words even as she arches her body to mine. The sweetness of her kiss lingering on my lips.

So I wonder which you truly desire D W the gentleman or the rough.

My eyes smile down in to hers then in one sudden and swith motion I ripe D W’s blouse open. And bring the tattered remains down off her shoulders pinning her arms bt her side again my bouth claims her in a sensual kiss to seductively tempt her.

“ Or would you prefer the gentleman who says May I?”

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*I give a low husky laugh as my arms are pinned at my sides, my hips press forward against his and away, teasing...tempting*

Both have their appeal....the pleasure is in tempting the rogue to rise from the gentleman and take what he wants....

*curving one leg around CG's calf I prss my hips to his again, rocking firmly against him*

 

[cgraven]

That soft husky voice, your seductive boldness as you curving one leg around my calf I press your hips to mine again, rocking firmly against me. My fingers entwine in your silken tresses my mouth crushes to yours in a searing kiss. When I break that kiss my eyes are smoldering with lust for you. I rip the tattered remains of your blouse from you. They flutter to the ground to pool around your trim little ankles. Soon you are stripped to the waist.

Such a lovely pair of slack D W shall you remove them or shall I rip them from you?

I will give her little more than a heart beat to make her decision.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*glancing down at the remnants of my blouse I scoot them aside with one foot. My pulse is racing, my breasts rising and falling with the quickness of my excited breathing. I can feel his eyes on me, waiting for my reply...which do I want?

Kicking off my shoes, I reach for the string tie holding my low slung slacks on my hips...and stop. A wicked grin curves my lips as I place my hands on the table behind me and lean back*

I can't seem to get them undone...must be a knot in the string...

 

[cgraven]

I smile as D W blatantly teases me Leaning back standing barefooted with that impish smile as you coo

I can't seem to get them undone...must be a knot in the string…

My eyes dance with merriment at you little challenge. I grip the front of your slack and draw you to me your body pressed to mine. My mouth crushes to yours in a savage kiss as I rip your slacks to shreds in a violent frenzy of lust.

“Its dangerous to tease wolves D W .