Door to Door

[Ldy Tehari]

Kate

*Pain and heat coursed thru my body, I truly knew what it felt to be alive. I felt his warm breath. Then my eyes caught a light on.. not far.. very small...he saw it too. He puts down the branding iron, he moves away from my body*
What? What is it?

*He gazed at me warmly.. put his fingers to my lips*
Reality my pet

*He left me. He left the room again to leave me, tied, panting, alone in the dark. I glare at the little light. What could it mean that it would be more important than being with me? I hated that light. I heard voices upstairs. I could hear footsteps in the room above me. Do I scream? No.. they might find me. Might take me away. I stay very still.. listening intently as they fade. Fear overtaking me.. struggling against the ties that were so comfortable. Crying out*
Nnnnnnoooooooooooooooooo

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

Greeting Dave with my usual vigor, I noticed how his eyes darted towards the basement door, which lead to a place I knew all too well. Whispering in his ear while he opened the door and ushered me down the stairs, I wondered what devious thoughts had been plaguing him ever since that steamy message.

“Not trying to hide someone from me, are ya...?”

Descending the stairs, my buckled heels catching more than once on the splintery steps, I let my eyes adjust to the dim light. A cute brunette, tied and bound in his trademark fashion that I had helped to perfect, was staring daggers at me, as if I had boldly waltzed into her and only her sanctuary.

Gazing at the familiar yet surreal surroundings sent heated memories rushing through my mind and a flush to my cheeks. I combed my hair back over my shoulders with both hands, as I waited for Dave to break the tensed silence.

 

[cgraven]

Jorja what an elegant creature she is. The old passions stirred once more. She moved like a cat and could be as deadly as a tigress, and those tigress eyes lit up the moment she saw sweet Kate.

I strolled over to Kate with Jorja close on my heels. My words were soft and seductive as I described the ways Kate had pleased me so. My fingers running over Kate's bond form, bring little sparks of pleasure to her. I held Kate captive with my gaze. My fingers once again entered Kate igniting her wanton passion, coaxing it, until she was again racked by orgasm. All the while speaking of how she pleassed me so. My fingers then played across the fresh brand.

I brought Jorja fingers to that brand to play to tease. Then I took her in my arms. The kiss we shared spoke of our shared Passions. As I lead Jorja to the silken sheet of mid-night blue.

Sweet Kate's eyes followed us.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

I examined the young woman with a seasoned, yet aloof eye. Stepping closer, my heels grinding against the concrete of the floor, I traced the charred edges of burnt skin with an almost jealous ferocity. Leaning so close the other woman could feel my warm breath trickling down the nape of her neck, I hissed under my breath.

“...he’s mine. Always has been, always will. You're just a worthless substitute in my absence...”

Turning, I followed Dave to the bed nestled in a corner. Kissing him with outrageous show of tongue and lip, I made an obvious point to ignore Kate.

It had been awhile since I had had a chance to flaunt myself like this, and the fact I knew she was watching with envy made it all the better. There was a perfect balance between showing gentle attention to a slave’s pleasure and coldy ignoring them. Keeping them in emotional limbo was the key, and nothing would turn the tables more than forcing Kate to watch her Master - guardian, protector, and above all, lover - take another woman.

I had made almost an art form out of my practiced calculating moves and I executed my vicious agendas with a passionate flair that was evident in my venomous kisses.

 

[cgraven]

Jorja was the mistress of our art. The prefect combination of cruelty and wanton passion. What she could draw from sweet Kate for our mutual pleasure kindled in me the passions of the past.

She bent to Kate's ear and the first step of the second part of Kate's journey into a new life was started. Our kiss was slow, wanton and passionate. I broke the kiss with a laugh.

I reclined upon the bed and held a hand out to Jorja.

" My love it has been a long time."

 

[Mistress Jorja]

“Too long...”

I murmured in reply, breathless from the force of his tongue playing over the roof of my mouth. Tugging at his lower lip with my teeth, I moved over the azure of the sheets so he would have his back to Kate, another indication of which one of us came first.

And this way, while I pulled Dave’s oh so unnecessary garments from his upper torso, I would have the thrilling pleasure of watching Kate’s every humbling reaction.

“...but if I have any say, we’re going to remedy that right now.”

When I spoke, there was a low menace to my voice. It was obvious how much I needed him, and although our seemingly endless separations were difficult it always made our reuniting so much more intense. Pulling my shirt off, I tossed my hair forward until it lay draped smoothly over my breasts, the blonde highlighted with vivid red.

As his eyes flicked from my beckoning lips to my awaiting chest, I could clearly see the animal ferocity that mirrored my own sinfully delicious intents.

 

[Ldy Tehari]

*Hearing voices coming down thru the door.. the large latch clanging open. My eyes open in wide anticipation, hoping for Master's return. I'm startled and shocked as a beautiful woman enters the room. I stared at her for a moment. She admired me. Master came in after her, stroked me with such a familiar touch. I didn't want to be passionate but my body craved his touch. The pain from the brand had subsided, and now my head just wanted the warm heat of pleasure only ~He~ could give. I came so easily to his words and his touch. I flushed completely.. blushed and felt ashamed when the beautiful woman touched my skin. I was for his pleasure, not hers. Why was she here? I wanted to cry, but tears wouldn't come.*

*Her voice came like music in the air, her words stung deep into my soul. I watched not daring to take my eyes off them as they moved so esily to the bed. I wanted to be her. I wanted to please him. Why would he torture me this way? I watched her smooth curves, her voluptuous chest, she was pleased that her words cut me. And he watched with a smug smile.*

*He spoke to her so lovingly.. words he didn't use for me. He watched her every move like a cat playing with prey. Tears streamed to my eyes as he took her. She commanded him beautifully. He enjoyed her fully. She laid on her back so amorously, and he turned away. I cried and moaned softly, struggled against my bonds, wanton for his touch. Needing even his gaze. But he was taken. She took him from me. I whimpered softly as I watched her take him away.. laying there helpless to stop him. Hearing her words echo in my head, crying softly, watching intensely.. strange stirrings inside coming alive*

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

Dave and I tore at each other with unbridled lust, my reputably piercing screams telling a story of passion that needed no words to encourage him equally. Fevered skin and torrid lips pressed into me as I bucked my hips in appreciation to his not so delicate ministrations. Forcing him to be rough, he didn’t taunt me like he usually enjoyed to. Instead, as I locked eyes with his bound and tied playtoy, we shuddered to the peak of ecstacy, her master pinned firmly under me.

Lowering my mouth to his, I spoke in a throaty voice, laced with the effects of his boldly roaming hands.

“Turn and admire you work. See how she cries out more at this pain of the heart than at any you inflicted on her body. Meet her tear-stained eyes and see how she pines for you...”

 

[Ldy Tehari]

*Observing intently thru tear stained eyes. Watching her mount, ride, thrust and grind against him. Seeing his eye get lost in hers. My own stirrings vibrating thru. Admiring her form moving with power, confidence, she knew what she wanted and he gave it to her fully. Whimpering out from their moans, sensations running thru my body, struggling against my bonds*
Oooo pplllleeeeeaaaasssseeee

*Wanton in passion, lost in sight, her screams echoed off the walls thru my ears, scorched my soul. Such pleasure, such passion, such giving. He was oblivious to my wantings, my flushed body, eyes locked on her beauty. Her ferocious gaze caressing me fully as she flooded him. Closing my eyes, my own passion flooding against the wheel. Crying out.*
Aaaaiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeee

*Blushing furiously at her words, knowing they struck true to my heart. I wanted to please him, I wanted to be in her place, astride his hips in passion. Moving my eyes down, I couldn't look at her anymore. She stirred feelings I've never felt before*

 

[cgraven]

The force of our passion once more took hold, Jorja blouse in tatters. Clothes torn off rather than removed. No time for sutelties, for games of domination, she was mine again. This life reborn again through sweet Kate. No longer shunned and buried, but fully embraced.

Jorja was its' symbol. Her perfect body now naked astride me. The joining of passion for passions own sake. No waiting, no gentle musing. I feel myself enter her my hands upon her waist I pull her to me. hip to hip, groin to groin. Our mutual passion takes hold no slow and steady rhythms, no, a wild hell bent flash of movement.

Then Jorja's taunting words.


"Turn and admire you work. See how she cries out more at this pain of the heart than at any you inflicted on her body. Meet her tear-stained eyes and see how she pines for you..."

I steal a glance. Kate's tear stained cheeks ignites a thrill long forgotten. Jorja taunts bring now a seductive quality to her movements.

My eyes now holds Kate's as Jorja brings a climax divine.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Relenting my death grip on Dave, the reluctance evidence in my grazing hand over his chest as I slipped of the bed. Striding to Kate’s perch, her head hanging listlessly and her brunette locks falling over her face like a widower’s veil, as if to block out the harsh sights she had just witnessed. Stifling her cries with a bit lip, she averted her tear swollen eyes as I bent to place one finger under her chin.

“Hush now...”

I brushed my mouth over hers in a soft gesture, still kneeling at her level as if to give her some subconscious satisfaction that we were equals. It was a difficult part to play, her Master’s lover one second , her passionate mentor the next. But with a balance of the wordless power yet gentle air of dignity that I used, I knew she would succumb to my wiles.

Moving my lips to her neck, I bit lightly as I questioned her, my thumb brushing away the dew of tears that hung from her heavy lashes.

“Tell me how much you enjoyed baring witness to my charms over your Master...”

My eyes traced an invisible line, taking in the rapid rise and fall of her bosom and the moist white skin of her thighs. Her mere presentation was a mute answer. I continued, the same benevolent smile that stretched my lips becoming more like that of a cunning fox’s by the second.

“He loves me yes, but I prefer a feminine mate, one to lavish my understanding on...”

 

[Ldy Tehari]

*Hearing her steps come near me, biting my lip as to not cry anymore. Nearly shuddering at her touch yet wanting it at the same time. Her voice was soft, soothing, almost a purr in my ear, calming, and yet strangely stirring. I felt her heat, kissed her lips fully, deeply, passionately, I wanted to feel her, I wanted to feel what he felt with her. A mixture of envy and lust fought within me. She was beautiful to me, and I wanted to be as she was to please my Master. She knelt to gaze at me, taste me, her warm lips sent shivers thru my whole body. Leaning into her, wanting her teeth on my body, enjoying the sensations it stirred. My thighs wet with recent passion, small beads of sweat down between my breasts. I heard her purr as a distant echo, summoning the words to answer*
Oo yes Mistress... OOo yess... You are sooo beautiful.

*Lost in gazing at your warm smile. Your words hitting my brain like bricks. My eyes widen in realization, fear then envy, then want cross my eyes. Gasping in sharply, arching in the bonds softly. Wonder and anticipation surged thru me, thoughts of being given away frightened me. Was I to leave my master? Was she to love me now? Whimpering softly as wild thoughts overtake my body. Excitement rns thru my blood thoughts of being owned by this woman, taken, shown, pleasing her cme as a flood of emotion across my face.. whispering out*
Pppllleeeaaasseeeee

 

[cgraven]

Jorja is a master of the mind in but moments with the seductive words and lips Kate is hers to command.

I stroll to Kate?s side a mere breath across from Jorja. No sign of recognition do I giver. No now my attention is only for Kate.

"Kate dear Kate does she no please you."....." The touch of her lips on yours?"

Kate?s lips are parched as drops of wine I pour. Each drop slowly, one by one.

'Do they please you Kate as much as sweet wine."......."As much as you please me."

My voice a seductive whisper as I tell of how she pleasure me. His fingers dipped in wine trace lazy patterns across her skin. The blood rose lips my fingers part to rest upon Kate's hooded clitoris. Slowly as the wine and juices of pleasure mix I bring Kate to the brink of orgasm.

Still I whisper of how she, how Jorja please me as the wine mixed fingers, heavy with her musk, I press to Kate's lips.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Her whispered pleas grew to a crescendo, as I patiently continued my ministrations on her moistly welcoming womanhood. Raking my nails over the unblemished skin of Kate’s thighs, I listened to the calming words her Master speaks, echoing my enjoyment of his domineering soliloquy only by increasing my heated pace.

As Dave slowly took over, I gave her one last lusty nibble, a capturing of her pearl of passion between my teeth that sent shivers through her body, before backing away. Although I long edto be the one to push her off the trembling cliff of pleasure, I realized it was not my place to intrude.

Taking the bottle of wine from him, I raised it to my own lips, letting some of the dark liquid escape the corner of my lips and meander its way down my neck and through the crevice between my breasts. Giving me the look of a sultry vampiress, I let the wine stay where it fell, moving to watch Dave’s powerful attention focused on Kate.

 

[Ldy Tehari]

*hearing her words, seeing her beauty here in front of me, so close, Masters words intercede the drips of wine touch my lips. I stick my toungue out to try to get the few precious drops. master drips it down my body, and I feel his hand command my passions once more.
Moaning, writhing, blushing excitedly at the chance to show this beauty I could please. Furiously throwing myself into passion, then blushing at the need to show her I want to give her pleasure. Eyes locked on her body watching the wine trail down her body deliciously, licking my lips wanting to lick the sticky red ocre off her pale skin. Wanting to let her feel pleasure I can give. Struggling against the bonds towards her. Moaning out with desire, arching wantonly.*
Pppleeasse let me serve you

 

[cgraven]

Sweet Kate's wanton, lusting spirit for Jorja, dashed as the mistress departed, leaving hollow longing there.

At her bonds she did strain and whispered so dear Pppleeasse.

Rage flew to his temples, her eyes not for me. The knife I did grab to set myself free.

As Jorja spun on her heel I watched how Kate's eye's longed for her return.
Her body arched and thrashed to be free, and follow.

So then I resoled to give pain and pleasures again.

The tray with it sharp pointed ringlets lay ready. Kate's tender passion swollen nipples bared. Slowly my hand reached for the first three.

Kate's eye's finally found mine. Joy, sorrow, hope, and despair, where mirrored in the shimmering pool of hazel.

The shock of this one moment, Snapped something long buried in my soul.



The memory of that one lone night in New Mexico. How friends had planed a party. No need to bring food. All for a good time was there.

The haunting echo of Kristin sweet voice still reaches me. "Come on Dave the paper can wait."

......" It's not due for two weeks"......"It's not really the paper is it."

......"How many times do I have to tell youl"...." I'm not into the heavy stuff."

That was the last time I heard Kristin's voice. The session went bad, punch laced with acid. They wouldn't let me even see her buried.

Kristin had been my first true love. She had been with Jack my best friend. He hadn't meant to go to far, to kill her. It was the acid man. Not me Dave.

It was about a year later that I started to enter her dark world. I had to find what drew her to it, like a moth to the Flame. I had to know, so I could be with her, at least in spirit. Deeper and deeper I spiraled down lower and lower.

Then Ann, light, hope, and joy. Pulled me out. Yet in the end her fifteen-year chase martyrdom cast me back into the abyss. When she left yesterday taking our daughter.


Kate's tongue sensually sought the last traces of wine and musk that still moisten her lips. Her breathing, ragged with passion unfulfilled. The deadly glint of the savage blade in my hand. Swift as lighting the blade flashed.

Severing Kate's bonds.

Slowly I turned on my heel, the knife clattering on the floor. I clasped into the hideous throne.

Sweet Kate's voice echoed and reverberated in my tortured brain.

MASTEEEEEEER.

 

[Ldy Tehari]

kate

*falling to my knees as the bonds are cut, realizing the security I held in them. Looking up through my hair to see the blond beauty standing so powerfully there, my Master's back turned to me. Fear ran thru my body and I shook. I shuddered, shivered, tears streamed from my eyes. The excitement that had been there was now terror as I felt abandoned.
Shattered, branded, possessed and owned by this man who turns his back on me. Lost in the confusion between pleasure and pain.
The woman before me commands attention, yet my mind, body, soul is racing for his touch. My eyes watch this woman, the beauty skill and power she demands. Yet my heart aches.
Crawling nearly on my belly, half from pain, half from fear, reaching an ever soft delicate hand to the trim of the cloak, whispering out in desparation.*
Mmmmaasstteerr don't leave me....

 

[cgraven]

I clasped into the hideous throne. All seemed frozen in time as the past crashing into the present, and still the future unknown. Oh yes all's frozen in time. Jorja's hand upon the door, in stocked disbelief. Kate is in confusion, torn between two worlds. All's frozen in time.

Slwoly I rise, the hooded cape of black I dawned. I titter on the abyess. Then one kiss of complet passion and Jorja is gone. The echoing plea of, Mmmmaasstteerr my sense do command.

My ear and eye went to that plea . Kate, sweet Kate crawling nearly on her belly to me. There is fear and desperation reflected in those eyes, as her delicate hand went to the hem of my cloak.

Kate's mournful plea of, mmaasstteerr don't leave me....

Now with loving hand I softly stroke her silken tresses. Her eyes are pleading as I kiss her so sweely. My arms enfolding Kate to carry her to sheets of mid-night satin's softest embrace.

"Kate you do please me.".............."Here for me wait."

Brown slowly climbs the stairs to face the world above. But when nightfall comes sweet Kate, will be in his embrace.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Sighing at the longing and desire that engulfed sweet Kate at my departure, I smiled in contentment as she found herself where she belongs. In her Master’s arms. Blowing her a kiss, I sought out Dave’s gaze from under my thick eyelashes matching the intensity of my look only with the heat of our embrace. The razor edge emotions of reminding Kate of the pain I had caused, as well as the pleasures that were only enhanced by this, were satisfying enough to make a swift, yet graceful, exit.

I closed the front door with a decisive click and stood illuminated on the pavement by the harsh yellow circle of a streetlight, stepping out of that candle-lit illusion and into the stark world more commonly known as reality.

Goodbye my sweet Kate...

 

[Ldy Tehari]

*Teetering on the edge of panic and ecstacy, every nerve in my body alive, my eyes wide as I watch him walk to her. Their embrace warming my heart as much as my thighs. Panic nearly gripped me completely as he let her go. She was graceful as she blew me a kiss. I yearned for a moment for it. Then she was gone, as quickly as her pain and pleasure had begun. She was beautiful.
Rapture gripped my heart as He came to me. Whispering out*
thank you Master

*holding tight to his powerful shoulders as he carried me. Laying on silk, his body above me for only a moment, embracing the kiss with my whole body. My last thoughts as I lay down to sleep are his comforting words wrapping around me tighter than any leather, and his melodic voice that can cut deeper than any dagger. Snuggling into the silk, closing my eyes in sleep*

 

[Ldy Tehari]

OOC:
Thank you CGraven and Mistress Jorja. I really enjoyed writing this thread, I'm glad we could come to a really fun end. I look forward to writing with both of you again another time.

I hope that those who read the thread enjoyed as much as I enjoyed writing it.
thanks.