Desire's Temptation

[blueeyedangel]

Desire

My breath is coming quickly, my breasts rising up and down rapidly with the rising and falling of my chest. He watches my every move with his glowing yellow eyes. His tongue on my thigh leaves a trail of fire and the nip from his sharp fangs is a torturous mix of pain and pleasure. He pinches my nipple, bringing a gasp of desire to my parted lips. Using the opportunity, his mouth takes possesion of mine, his tongue claiming what is his. Abruptly breaking our kiss he directs,

“Ma Chere” Put on your deep maroon suit jacket, button it, I like the way it complements you, and your black pumps that highlight the sweet, sensual, curve of you calves.”

I carry out his request, my movements slow and deliberate to excite him further.

Standing before him after following his order, a movement of his clawed finger and a St. Andrew's cross appears.

“Desire go to the St-Andrew’s so you may feel is hard, cool, embrace Ma Chere”

Unsure of what he has planned, I none the less follow his instruction. Walking slowly toward the saltire I reach out and touch it's rigid, cold exterior. I feel it's texture and try to imagine what Noir has planned for it, and for me. I feel compelled to follow his every command, finally released from being in control of myself and my actions. I feel freer than I ever have though there is still a very small part of me that nags in the back of my mind of responsibilities and commitments.

With a noiseless sigh I turn back to him and ask,

"What do you bid of me Noir?"

 

[cgraven]

Desire is stunning standing there her hair a wild perfusion of sensual delight her supple glimmering in the ghostly moon light, a fine film of sweat bathes her. The maroon suit jacket fits her like a glove highlighting the deep cleave of her breasts, the helm , just 3” below the sweet junction of her thighs. Slowly Desire turns and walks to the Cross of
St-Andrew, its cold stark “X” stands before her. She hesitates a moment the strong willed, capable woman that is Desire fight to regain a modicum of control before the wild yearning dark desires of her sensual nature take final control and Desire reaches out her hand and caresses the cold hard surface in a loving touch. With a silent sigh Desire turns to me her voice as soft as the night wind’s whisper.

"What do you bid of me Noir?"

“ “Ma Chere” back to the cross and stretch out your arms and legs to feel it’s harsh embrace my “Pet”

Desire stretches out her arms and at a snap of my fingers the leather cuff encircle her dainty wrist, then her trim ankles are held captive and she is spread eagled on the cross helpless vulnerable. With a flick of my wrist Desire is rotated to a porn positing. I rise and my long mid-night black robe sinuously flows about me as I approach Desire. The back of my clawed hand caresses her cheek, a clawed finger the follows the line of Desire’s jaw, down the curve of her neck to the gentle swell of her breast barely covered by her suit jacket, a thin red welt left in its wake.


A sweet kiss quickly broken. Now I stand between Desires spread legs. My eyes smoldering the hold hers captive. I bend my head dipping to the helm of her jacket, my tongue darts out suddenly for a long seductive lick of her sweet rose pink folds and I taste Desire’s dewy nectar for the 1st time.

“Muum so sweet Ma Chere” like summer wine.”

Rapidly my tongue strokes her sweet folds , a little deeper with each pass, each ending with a teasing flick to Desire’s clit.

The tempo rapidly increase, my clawed hands rake across the maroon material that covers Desire’s breasts and down along her sides shred her jacket with each slow seductive pass till the tattered remains fall from her , then they assault her nipples, rolling them, squeezing them and gently pinching the taunt buds.

My tongue lashes Desire’s pussy bring her to the brink of ecstasy, then I let her easy back a bit. Time and again I bring her to the edge of that dark abyss of pleasure to deny her. Finally after and hour I bring Desire once more to the edge of the Abyss, then I inhale deeply drawing a steady stream of cool air across her feverous clit and push Desire over the edge of the Abyss into the dark swirling release she now desperately longs for.

The early morning light streams through Desire’s bed room window the tattered remains of her maroon suit jacket clutched in her hands.

 

[blueeyedangel]

Desire

Not sure of his intention regarding the St. Andrew's cross but eager to please him, I turn my back to the large wooden X and mimic it's shape with my arms and legs, the coldness of the wood against my skin making me shiver. In the blink of an eye Noir has straps around my wrists and ankles attaching me to the structure and flips in so I am lying horizontal.

Before I know it, Noir is between my legs. I have been longing for release all evening. My dance of seduction for him got me incredibly turned on, my fingers working their own magic on my body. Being told not to orgasm was the worst part. I had to stop myself several times to not fall over the edge. Now here he was, his long tongue flitting out to softly graze my clit. Slowly at first he tortures me with his tongue, taking me as close to orgasm as he can then stopping only to do it again. "Please finish Noir, let me cum," I say in a quivering voice. I writhe on the cross, sweat again breaking out in a fine sheen on my body. I ache for release, but the sensation of being brought so close to a climax only to have it taken away is gratifying none the less. I realize it is yet another way Noir proves himself my controller, my dominator. His claws drag down my body, my clothing shredded as he takes claim to my nipples. Breathless, I beg him to finish what he has started. I implore him to let me cum, I am not sure how much longer I can stay conscious with the intensity of the sensation I am feeling.

He stops for a second and the next thing I feel is his cool breath across my trembling clit. After all the pleasure his tongue brought it was all I needed to tumble over the edge into the most profound orgamsm I had ever had. Wave after wave of pleasure hit me, I wondered if the orgasm was ever going to end.

The room gets dark, I seem to be swirling with the orgasm, waves of pleasure still pounding me. When I open my eyes I am back in my room. My breath is coming in quicks gasps and my suit jacket lies in shreds in my hand. My pussy is still throbbing and when I reach down to touch myself my fingers come back slick with my juices. There is no one but me in my room in the pre-morning light and I have to wonder what just happened. I bring my fingers to my lips, my tongue snaking out to taste myself. I can smell my arousal and liking the taste of my own juices, wet my fingers again and lick them clean. My breathing coming more normally, the throbbing of my pussy slowing, I get up and make my way to the shower. I know what I just experienced must have been a dream but that didn't explain my suit jacket in a shredded mess on my bed.......

 

[cgraven]

I lurk in the lingering shadows of the morning’s predawn shadows. Watching, as Desire’s long delicate fingers stray to her quivering desire, she taste herself, a dreamy sigh, as she seductively licks her fingerers clean of her own dewy nectar.

Her eyes stray to the shredded remains of the maroon suit jacket, Desire’s mind whirls as she fights to understand what has transpired . Yet in the end of that tortured conflict, hoping against hope that it was not merely a dream, her rational mind subdues all arguments and dark desires to the comfortable clinical analyst that it could be nothing more then a dream. I delight in her conflict, as my power over Desire grows stronger each time she yields to temptation.

In the lonely, solitude, of her shower, her sanctuary, when she is fully relax, I show myself to her as I first appeared, the hideous dark stranger. Desire’s hand goes to her mouth in shock, but before she can scream, a wild passionate kiss that threatens to consume her soul, her will, threatening her carefully reasoned analyst.

I dissolve into the steaming mist leaving her to wonder if her mind was playing tricks on her, a single whispered thought replaying in her confused mind.

I shall come for you at mid-night ma chere……….be ready….dress as you know to please me….or I shall have to punish you….Till then Chere.”

A dark haunting ,tempting whisper calling Desire to me throughout her day.

 

[blueeyedangel]

Desire

It is much easier to file away something that one doesn't understand under the heading of 'figment of my imagination' than to have to actually consider that it isn't. That is exactly what I deemed all the events that led up to me waking up on my bed, finger to my wet throbbing pussy and my suit jacket in shreds on my bed next to me. There was no explanation other than me losing my mind in the night and acting out part of my dream. I wondered if I wasn't the one that needed the shrink rather than actually being one myself. I was really starting to worry that there was something clinically wrong with me and swore to myself that if anything like this happened again I would speak with my contact at the office I worked in, maybe she would have some insight.

Stepping into the steaming shower, I adjust the spray to my face. Closing my eyes, I step full into the stream of hot water, hoping that it will erase the feeling of unease I have at the events of the past few evenings. My nipples ache as though they had been played with all night and there were a few scratches on my chest and stomach that stung with the spray of the water. I shook my head, took a deep breath and started to shampoo my hair.

When I turned and opened my eyes to rinse my hair I came face to face with the most frightening thing I had ever seen. His clawed fingers scared me the most but his slitted yellow eyes seemed familiar to me. I suck in a breath and prepare to scream but before I got the chance this strangers mouth is on mine, possesing me at once with the intensity of the kiss. I fight at first but something in me knows this creature, and though my mind still reasons that this is nonsense my body reacts to the feelings of pleasure that it has known at his hand. I instantly wonder what role he plays in the strange happenings of late, I know he has something to do with them. As quickly as he appeared he was gone, all there was was the steam from my shower, leaving me to wonder for the millionth time already today if I was losing it. But then somewhere in my mind I heard,

I shall come for you at mid-night ma chere……….be ready….dress as you know to please me….or I shall have to punish you….Till then Chere.”

I had heard his voice before too. Maybe his voice just sounded like someone I knew...

All day the whispered words echoed in my head; midnight, as I know to please him? How could I know how to please him if I didn't know him? Or maybe I did.....

I got nothing accomplished that day and was quite relieved to finally be going home. I put my briefcase by the door and went straight for my bedroom, grabbing a book on the way. It had been a horrible day, too many people making too many demands on my time and energy. Before I knew it my eyelids were getting heavy and I was starting to drift off. I considered getting up to change but I could still hear the strangers voice in my head and somehow I knew to leave the blue suit on. I fought sleep for a few minutes, scared of what would appear but it won out in the end.....

 

[cgraven]

The hour was approaching, the night clouds ghostly fingers clutched at the moon in her mid-night flight across the sky, to ensnare her and devour her in the gathering storm. Thunder crashed and rumbled, lighting stabbed the black abyss above, its light streaking across the heavens. I come on the howling winds, dancing between shadow and light, I come for Desire at the mid-night hour.

She is there, fitfully turning, longing for the blessed relief of deep sleep. Yet it eludes Desire, the end of the rainbow, just out of reach, she is neither asleep nor awake, but lost in that limbo between. The blue double breasted business suite pleases me, the trim skirt daringly short, the blue pumps heeled more for the evening then the working day. My voice subtle, hypnotic, seductively, inviting, calls to Desire.

“A wake and come to me, Ma Chere”

Her eyes flutter open, yet her mind still clouded, numbed, with the restlessness of her slumber.. I stand there hideous, in the night shadows of her room. I let the dark, haunting, memories of the last two nights engulf Desire, recall to her the pleasures she has reveled in.

“Come to me Desire Ma Chere embrace that which you seek”

I hold out a clawed hand to her, and beckon her to fall to temptation, to willing embrace her dark longings , to take my hand.

 

[blueeyedangel]

Nights have gotten restless, longings just beyond my reach. I sleep fitfully, knowing he will be here at the appointed hour. When he arrives and wakes me, my mind is still half asleep but with one glance of his yellow eyes I am reminded of all we have shared.

The thunder crashes and the lightening gives everything an eerie glow on this night and it frightens me. It seems the perfect backdrop for his grisly features though he doesn't look as ghastly as he did when he first came to me. His face has softened slightly and I see warmth in his glowing eyes.

He reaches his hand out to me and says, “Come to me Desire Ma Chere embrace that which you seek”. Still unclear and fearful of what my desires even are, I nevertheless take his hand and let him lead me where he will.

 

[cgraven]

Desire takes my clawed hand, it is neither hot nor cold, nor even human, My arm encircles her waist, I bend Desire backwards at the waist, and my lips claim hers in a wild savage kiss in her bed room as her senses are fully alive now. Our tongues please and demand pleasure from the other, the kiss deepens to a more sensual level and the room spins in a kaleidoscope of dark shadowed desires and bright flashes of forbidden pleasure.

Bathed in ghostly moon light Desire stands before me in my gothic chamber my black shadowy robe enfolds me and the music softly fills the chamber.

“Chere what do you desire most this night?”

 

[blueeyedangel]

Desire

My memory now recalls the scenes we played out before but now in greater detail, the feral kiss bringing it all back for me. As we spiral down into, what, other-consciousness? I begin to feel more at ease at to what is transpiring. I know in my heart I am safe with Noir, that he will do me no harm.

Again in his sanctuary, I am face to face with my dark desires. It is difficult for me to confront them, I have been hiding them away for years. Having a prestigious career brings certain responsibilities with it that don't allow for self-gratification.

“Chere what do you desire most this night?”

What do I desire? Such a simple question but there are no simple answers. The lightening cracks occasionally lighting up Noir's sinister face and the thunder bangs even the sturdy walls of the great hall. I look into his eyes, shoulders back and head tall and say, "I want to please you Noir. I want to pleasure you like you pleasured me last night. I want to hear you moan my name and cry out in ecstacy."

 

[cgraven]

Desire stands there in her prim and proper Blue double breasted business suite her hair capture in a tight “French” braid, cool, efficient, totally in control in the image she projects, yet there is a longing in her bright clear eyes, a dark yeaning in Desire’s voice.

"I want to please you Noir. I want to pleasure you like you pleasured me last night. I want to hear you moan my name and cry out in ecstasy."

There is a rye smile on my face, my ragged fangs gleam in the unnatural, ghostly light of my dark forbidding “Gothic chamber.


“Dance for me Ma Chere, please me again.”

I pause then continue.

“ Ma Belle Chere” what if my desires are darker than yours, my needs more demanding. ?”

Again I pause, the gathering storm’s furry matching Desire rising passions.

“What if they demanded that I use your sweet, supple, body in ways that you can not even image Ma Chere?...........Now dance and tell me how you would please Noir!”

 

[blueeyedangel]

Desire

He considers my request, for me to please him, and before he says what he really wants to say he tells me,

“Dance for me Ma Chere, please me again.”

I look deep into his yellow eyes, knowing there is more he wishes of me, more he longs to say.

“ Ma Belle Chere” what if my desires are darker than yours, my needs more demanding. ? What if they demanded that I use your sweet, supple, body in ways that you can not even image Ma Chere?...........Now dance and tell me how you would please Noir!”

I consider what he has said, knowing that he must be sustantially more experienced than me. I have heard of many things but have not experienced most of them and he has a point. How far am I willing to go? What exactly am I willing to do?

As the volume of the music increases my body moves of it's own accord. As I glide around the room, my hands on my body, my mind wanders to my desires, what they truly are. I wish I knew for certain but everything is a mass of confusion and uncertainty.
What I do know is this being in front of me, so unlike the men I know but so similar at the same time, intrigues me.

Jacket strewn off, skirt quickly following I dance nearer to him. I reach back, undoing the clip that holds my wild main of hair and let it fall in cascades down my back. Clad only in pink bra and panties and white stockings I approach his chair. My hips move to the music, my full breasts straining to be released from the material of the bra. I reach a hand out and run it along the rough skin of Noir's cheek. I lean in, kiss his cheek and whisper, "I am not experienced in such things but I am willing to learn. I am willing to do whatever you will have me do, whenever you want it done."

I step away from him, hands on my breasts, excited by the prospect of what he has in store for me yet utterly terrified at the same time.

 

[cgraven]

Again Desire dances for me slowly at first as the very clothes she wears are the symbol of the conflict that has always raged with in her, the calm professional, always in command, in ever aspect of her young life, The men so has know strong appealing at first, always a disappointment for her, fawning submissive to her. Her dark yearning to be free to enjoy, to have another take the lead always denied her, so she had suppressed her longing, even now Desire questions what she will or will not do. How far will she let this game go?

A kiss on my rough scared face, scares received at the beginning of time when we proud ones fell.

"I am not experienced in such things but I am willing to learn. I am willing to do whatever you will have me do, whenever you want it done."

The warm breath of her life force moist upon my cheek as she whispered her submission.

“ Ma Belle Chere remove all but your white stocking and shoes for this night I will come to you as never before.”

My voice a soft seductive command. I rise the back robes sliding from my shoulders to stand before her naked.

“On your hands and Knees Ma Chere For I desire to use your sweet derrière for my pleasure.”


There is a quality of command to my voice, and Desire knows this is not a request but a command to be followed. This was not the request for oral sex that she had been prepared for.

 

[blueeyedangel]

“ Ma Belle Chere remove all but your white stocking and shoes for this night I will come to you as never before.”

As I stood before him, doing as he bid me to do, he also shed his clothing. I wasn't sure what I was expecting but he had a beautiful body, his form every bit a man's even if his features weren't exactly so. Even the harsh, frightening features I had first seen were softer now, not near as alarming as I previously thought them. A fondness had for him in my heart.

“On your hands and Knees Ma Chere For I desire to use your sweet derrière for my pleasure.”

It was do or die time, so they say. I sensed that there was no turning back after this, that if I wanted to end this now I better do it quickly or live with the decisions I had made. We both stood staring into each others eyes, unashamed by our nakedness. My decision made, I turned my back to him, got onto my hands and knees and raised my ass into the air without speaking a word.

 

[cgraven]

I stand before Desire, conflict between her two natures is shadowed there, indecision, questioning and doubt. Suddenly her eyes clear her head bows in sweet submission as Desire yields to the temptations of her dark desires. Slowly she turns, lowers herself to her hands and knees, her sweet derrière raised high in the air.

I come to her kneeling between her bent legs, my tongue licks up Desire’s inner thighs as my hands spread her knees apart. My clawed hands glide up the sleek subtle curves of Desire’s torso to cup her breast, ever so tantalizingly a claw tip rakes the tip of her nipples. Kiss to the nape of her neck, soft, kisses and tonguing flow down the sinuous column of Desire’s spine as a clawed hand rakes don along her flat athletic abdomen to massage her clit.

A kiss at the divot at the base of Desire’s spine then a long sensual lick back up her back. My demon cock sliding the length of her seductive folds, moist with her sweet nectar, lubricating it for what is to come.

No words are spoken, we are bathed in the surreal ghostly moonlight, as if spot lighted on a stage. The velvet tip of my cock is nestled between the firm cheeks of Desire ass, pressing at her dark rose. And I speak for the firs time since her fall to this dark temptation.

“Come to me now Ma Chere”

 

[blueeyedangel]

Desire

I know he could sense the exact moment I gave in to the darkness. I know because I could see the smallest of smiles playing at the corners of his lips and could see his cock twitch in anticipation.

On my hands and knees I was at his mercy and he didn't hesitate to start the sweet torture. His hands and tongue made their way along the lines of my body, claws raked gently across my nipples. I could feel his hot breath on my back and feel his throbbing cock being soaked by my own growing moisture.

I could feel him slowly move his cock to my ass, gently pressing into the puckered hole that has never seen anything near it in this fashion before. I was very scared; scared of releasing the ultimate to him, scared it would hurt, scared that now he was in control of me and my actions I was no longer in control of my own. Did I trust him enough to give him this much power over me? Would I regret my decision later?

“Come to me now Ma Chere”

The lull of his voice took away all doubt, all hesitation. I took a slow deep breath and slowly pushed myself onto his raging hard cock, filling my virgin ass with the highest symbol of male power that there is.

 

[cgraven]

Desire’s thought are a whirling struggle of her dominate self assure professional being always in control, always so reserved, all before that I have requested of Desire she had flirted with in the past, they had always been her decisions, her control even when taking a lover had been a disappointment to her. Now in a sudden step into the unknown Desire submits as she kneels, her hands on the floor braced waiting. Then an unguarded thought, the building fear and anticipation of the unknown slips like a shadow across her mind. She is a virgin, this act never submitted to in the past, and I smile as I prepare to take her last remaining virginity.

“Come to me now Ma Chere”

I had commanded Desire and with that command she submitted completely to me abandoning her will to me forever as she arches her back and pushes back it willingly impale her virgin ass on my mammoth, demon cock. I trust to meet Desire and the tip pops into her anus, a sharp gas escapes Desire’s lips I still letting her adjust to me. my thumb glides into her smooth silken vagina, the palm pressed to her pussy then the thumb finds her rough little G-spot and it massages it till Desire’s hips start to rotate seeking the joy it brings, a clawed finger rakes across her taunt nipple and I eases farther into Desire ass. And so it goes intense pleasure and pain mixed so they become one trilling euphoric pleasure. . I am buried deep into Desire’s bowels, my balls slapping her pussy with each stroke now, her innocent body quivers the trashes with the intensity of her orgasm. Yet I give her no rest, this time her orgasm does not transport her to the safety of her room. This time I hold her in my realm binging her soul to mine as I cum deep within Desire.

 

[blueeyedangel]

Desire

Each distinct feeling was so acute, as though each thing were being done at individual times, though I knew it was all happening at once. The unyielding feeling in my ass was painful at first, considerably so due to his size. It actually brought tears to my eyes. Before I could think about anything else I could feel his hand stroke my pussy, fingers on my clit as he reaches in still further and finds my g-spot with his thumb. The pain in my ass forgotten, I press back harder in to him, seeking a release that I know he can bring even more intensely than I can for myself. His other hand seeks out my breasts, sharp claws exploring my nipples which brings yet another form of pleasure at his hands.

I had never felt such gratification with a man, not even at my own hands. I knew in my heart even before my mind would register it that if Noir wanted me to jump off the edge of the world for him in trade for this I would do it. I willingly gave up all control of myself at his request on this night and that knowledge, combined with the consuming feelings of pleasure that were rocking my body, freed my very soul. I would do as he bid until the end of time if that was how long he wanted me.

I cried out with the intensity of my orgasm, struggled with keeping enough air in my lungs to stay conscious, but Noir only pounded harder. Waves of pleasure rolled over me time and again and I felt as though I were drowning in a deep torquoise ocean. Before my own orgasm ended his began. I could feel every engorged inch of his cock filling my ass, pounding as though his life depended on him spilling his demon seed in me. I bucked back against him, my ass milking every last drop of his cum and I felt him slow his movements. Still twitching with my orgasm, I continued to slowly rock back against him as I felt his erection soften and I started to catch my breath. I could feel his hot breath on my back, his breathing coming more slowly as well. I remained in the position he bid me to be in, I was ready to do whatever he asked of me.

 

[cgraven]

Desire’s screams of pleasure and pain echoes through the gothic hall, her body buck, thrashing, back against me as I empty my scalding demon seed deep into her buttery depth. My clawed hands rate across Desire’s blood engorged nipples her body a play thing to me, and I delight in engulfing her in pleasure she could not even conceive of before this night. Desire’s submission is complete and I know that she is mine body and soul.

“You’re mine Desire and I am now your “Master” but only if you do my bidding.’

My breath hot, moist, sensual on the nape of her neck, it bathes Desire’s fevered flesh, I nibble then bite her earlobe nip it sharply.


“Who am I Desire?........What will you deny me?...........What is your darkest wish?”