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She distracts me again, the whip curls around to my front as I concentrate on her pull, I clamp my teeth down on my lip as the whip stings me and comes down licking at my breasts again. When she tells me my silence is over I gasp in relief.

Then of course the whip falls again! This time I do scream and glad to do so, they hurt so much more than her previous ones and bite into the tender flesh of my thighs. Her teeth on my throat suddenly....I moan, she's playing me like a violin and she knows it! Her finger toys with my clit and I shiver against her. My body is a whole new shade today!

The sudden sound of her voice brings a shudder down my spine; I raise distracted eyes when the new comer enters, waving the cat of nine tails in a devious salute. All to quickly though my pet has my entire attention once more. I curl some of the leather around the handle, shortening the straps, I kiss up her shoulder blade, the gentleness in sudden contrast as I let the whip fall again, this time the leather striking between her legs and over her unprotected clit.

Have you had enough pain, pet? Or do you feel your skin is not marked enough.

I whisper dangerously into her ear, slapping her clit with the leather once more, then rubbing afterwards, grinding myself into the back of her and keeping her trapped against the wood of the post.
 
uh Hi * Rayne waves but keeps an eye on the scary one with the whip, as she takes a seat as far away as she can but of course so she can still see this fascinating show*
 
The sudden sound of her voice brings a shudder down my spine; I raise distracted eyes when the new comer enters, waving the cat of nine tails in a devious salute. All to quickly though my pet has my entire attention once more. I curl some of the leather around the handle, shortening the straps, I kiss up her shoulder blade, the gentleness in sudden contrast as I let the whip fall again, this time the leather striking between her legs and over her unprotected clit.

Have you had enough pain, pet? Or do you feel your skin is not marked enough.

I whisper dangerously into her ear, slapping her clit with the leather once more, then rubbing afterwards, grinding myself into the back of her and keeping her trapped against the wood of the post.

OH FUCK!!!!

I scream and arch up, onto my toes, her kissing was so distracting and now I feel the sting of the whip between my legs. She speaks, she closes around me, she taunts me and I'm sweating furiously now.

She knows how much that would have hurt and still I cannot tell her, pride may come before a fall but the cheeky grin is forced to the surface in spite of the pain. Her body is a welcome distraction as I answer her, pressed against the bed post, shivering with pain.


Not enough Mistress...never enough....but the cat grows tiresome...

I tease her, my voice is sarcastic and my eyes are filled with tears I've yet to shed as I challenge her again
 
I snicker; trying to get a handle on the sadism inside she has a tendency to awaken with a vengeance. Her sarcasm provokes me more then any of the arrogant remarks from a certain male could, and I hiss against her skin. My fingers still flicker over her clit though, pinching the sensitive nub slightly. I run my fingers possessively down her back, conscious of her tender welts but doing little to avoid them.

I see we’re yet to curb your tongue.

I muse, kissing down her spine, biting a reddened hip.

Perhaps I should light a candle, pet? Perhaps wax sealing these new welts might curb your sarcasm for the night? Hmmm?

I ponder, pressing the rounded leather handle between her slick legs, letting it tease inside her lightly, my other hand moving to rub her clit once more.
 
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<quickly re enters the boudoir, pulling the tall white cap off his head and tucking it under his arm. This time around, Blade is wearing his tight fitting, navy blue dress blues with polished golden buttons and his stack of ribbons on his left side and his medals clinking as he moved on the right.>

I hope you didn't miss me but I was called out to go to a big thanksgiving dinner in my uniform with the rest of my unit,I ran away as soon as I could because these Japanese people can't really cook a good turkey anyway.

< Smirks devilishly at Fae and the scene unfolding before him but deep down the site stings his noble soul but doesn't allow any of it to show on his face as he bows regally to the new comer and then takes his seat>

Welcome welcome......with any luck, Fae won't get to angry now that I am back :D
 
I snicker; trying to get a handle on the sadism inside she has a tendency to awaken with a vengeance. Her sarcasm provokes me more then any of the arrogant remarks from a certain male could, and I hiss against her skin. My fingers still flicker over her clit though, pinching the sensitive nub slightly. I run my fingers possessively down her back, conscious of her tender welts but doing little to avoid them.

I see we’re yet to curb your tongue.

I ponder, kissing down her spine, biting a reddened hip.

Perhaps I should light a candle, pet? Perhaps wax sealing these new welts might curb your sarcasm for the night? Hmmm?

I ponder, pressing the rounded leather handle between her slick legs, letting it tease inside her lightly, my other hand moving to rub her clit once more.

I hiss at her bite of my hip, it sends a marvellous sensation to my clit that she is artfully playing with. I growl at the mention of a candle, she knows I hate hot wax and it would sear my skin at this point but a moan interrupts my thought process as does Blade's reappearance. She teases me with the handle of the whip but it's her handling of my clit that keeps most of my attention.

Whatever you like Mistress!

I tease, grinning triumphantly at the words that escape with little thought behind them. My head turns to Blade just barely and I manage to speak calmly enough given my Mistress' attentions

I think I'm doing just fine angering her all on my own thank you!

I lick my lips with a grin

My tongue is uncurbable Mistress and I know you prefer that!
 
My smouldering gaze rises from the writhing, bound form before me at Blades re-entrance.

I thought we’d finally impressed just how hopeless your plight is with us, neither of us are victims needing saving.

I look at him expressionlessly, my brows furrowed slightly as I just can’t decide what drives him. It’s obvious he isn’t comfortable with our pleasures. I withdraw the whip, placing it between my teeth to free my hands, they wander over my pets tender flesh, pressing tight enough to her that I feel every shudder. I toss the whip onto the bed beside us, done with it for now.

Do you really insist on being stubborn? This is playing compared to what I could do to her – that she’d enjoy.

I bite on her neck, sucking on the flesh to leave a vivid mark. My hand wraps around her collar, while the other unties her hands. I hold her against me by her throat while I wait to see whether the decision is made for me. Punishment for her behaviour of course is a given, but the manner of it rests upon one stubbornly arrogant boy. Lucky him! I smile, nuzzling against my pets neck.
 
I rest against my Mistress, a soft moan escaping at her bite to my throat. I eye Blade waiting for his response and wondering what my Mistress will think of next. I smile briefly at Rayne to let her know this is pretty average!
 
At Blades silence I roll my eyes, returning to my pet I turn her around, taking her to the bed with me, mindless of her welts. I land on top of her, twining my body around her own and pressing her into the bed. The heat of her saturates my flesh, my mouth closes over a nipple, sucking lightly then biting and tugging the pebbled flesh outwards. I growl playfully against her skin, my thigh slipping between her own to grind into her crotch.

You’re in 'luck', pet. You get some respite from my attentions as the real world distracts me for a little while.

I nip at a particularly red welt that traces her breast, smiling as the tension in her body reveals how little luck she'd think it is.
 
< reaches up and fingers one of the golden eagle,globe and anchors on the high collar of his uniform. The dress blues of his uniform had a high collar out of tradition from when Marines used to wear leather collars to protect for sword slashes to the throat. Sighing, I offer one of my trade mark, arrogant grins to Fae>

Why do you leave such a heavy burden on me?

< Deep down,wants to hop up and cut Minx down from where she was chained down with his dress uniform sword but he was held spell bound by the scene before him,just offering his handsome,defiant grin to Fae with a sparkle in his brown eyes>

Like I said, I am just biding my time, until you giving me the opening I am waiting for.
 
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I growl at my Mistress, she knows what she's doing to me and I look over at Blade from the bed, smiling in thought before my eyes return to my Mistress

Perhaps he should taste what he asks for, my welts can't get much worse Mistress
 
I shake my head at Blades voice finally entering the air. Closing my eyes a moment to think, his answer more irritating then I was willing to give it credit for. My gaze flickers to Monique’s thoughtfully at her words. Then finally, a slow, devious grin returns. I brush a kiss against her temple.

True, yours can’t, but it would be wasted to have two artists using one canvas. Especially one so… new.

I look up; untangling myself I take the whip once more and watch him thoughtfully. I trail the leather straps over my flesh, feeling my body react slowly to the distant reminder of what it stands for. It has after all, been so long.

Why wait?

I purr, glancing back at Moni.

Pet, get our friend here one of the more simple whips, or belt, we’ll see if he’s really going to do what would be necessary to ‘steal’ me.

I let the cat of nines fall, standing gracefully from the bed and moving my curls over my shoulder to bare my naked back. I smile the challenge at Blade, seeming amused as I watch for his reaction.
 
I look at my Mistress slightly surprised but nod and smile as I step from the bed and go to the table. I pick up a flogger and spin on my heel, it's lightweight and would barely make me moan but will mark well - I grin knowingly.

I wander back to my Mistress but turn away from her and hold the handle out for Blade to take


You wanted to know what you were asking for

I grin devilishly
 
Clenches his teeth almost involuntarily as he receives the challenge. It all came down to this,the thought passed through his mind as he slowly rose to his feet, pulling the front of his uniform jacket down to get the wrinkles out of it almost without thought since he had done it so many time, He hadn't made his mind up about just what we was going to do

Well,what a strange thing this is, the mistress giving an outsider a rare honor that I am sure many would jump at the chance to fulfill

She had him by the balls,not literally of course because that would be a lot more enjoyable. The noble soul, the Knight in Shining Armor he was, would have just walked away by now but this wasn't about himself anymore and some times you just had to get your hands dirty,but he had to turn the tables some how

I think I have a better Idea

Devilishly smirking, his white gloved hand took a hold of the golden basket hilt of the dress sword that the uniformed marine wore and slowly drew the elegant blade of the polished saber,the sound of metal upon metal shrieking as it came free of its sheath.

Why do you think I wore this today

Grinned wickedly as he tested the familiar weight of the weapon in a slow intricate manner, attempting to provoke Fae
 
While yes, his action surprised her; it took a full count of three seconds before her laughter broke the silence. She collapsed back against the post behind her, shaking her head.

Oh please, you’re so far out of your depth.

Triumph lingers on her features, though she still chuckled, she waved a hand dismissively to Moni, obviously the boy was afraid of a whip enough to draw a sword, she had no idea how that was better then the other. She prowled close to him, her hips swaying provocatively. She stopped only when the point of his pretty little blade rested against her skin, her fingers traced the blade lightly, careful not to cut herself.

What in hells name are you doing? You have no concept of bdsm at all do you? And really, someone who is so threatened with marring my skin with leather – what will you do with your sword? Cut me? Because that is so much simpler then a baby whip…

She shook her head with a grin.

Just walk away, honey, find easier prey.
 
I remove the flogger, casting it aside and shaking my head with a sarcastic but incredulous look on my face. I nod at my Mistress' words, smiling politely as I wander over to stand by her

Tsk tsk...
 
As she moved closer to him,he knew that he had won. As triumph still lingered on her beautiful face, he knew that his act had finally done just exactly what he wanted it to: bring her guard down. Just like in fencing,how it was time to press the advantage

I told you once today and I thought maybe a intelligent woman like you would have got it the first time but I guess not, so I will repeat myself: Deception is the Art of War.

Holding the blade before him, the experienced fencer that he was,all he had to do was manipulate his wrist to do what he wanted. Turning the blade so that the flat of it touched her sensitive and excited skin,the ice cold blade traveled smoothly down her arm,then the point smoothly came down under one of her shapely breasts, the point just pricked her as he used the the flat of the blade to play with her breast just faintly as he ran the cold,steel edge down her shapely and still glistening with sweat body as it came down to her abs and down toward her Clit. Stopping right there,the blade lingered there for a second before coming back up to one of her still warm cheeks. Turning the blade inward,setting the sharp edge against her pretty cheek,he smoothly and with the utmost precision,only drew the lightest of cuts upon her alabaster white skin.Bringing the blade to rest under her chain. Putting a little Upward force under it,he forced her chin up to look at him as he leaned in close to her face as if to give her a kiss

Sorry but I don't think you've been a good enough girl to deserve this

Gave her another,devilish smirk,flashing a look over to minx
 
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I glance up at the ceiling suddenly, something familiar drawing my eyes away from my Mistress and Blade. I smile, my eyes close as I take a deep whiff of the air. My eyes snap open.

I don't suppose I smell a lurking rogue about do I?
Be so kind and grace us with your presence if you're about Marauder

I giggle playfully, licking my lips
 
I had to give it to him, the blade travelled with an experienced touch. I couldn’t control the goosebumps that races in the wake of the cold blade. The danger of its sharpness excited my body in ways he still hadn’t proved to understand. I didn’t flinch as it nicked me, the sting sending a shiver down my spine, but instead frowned at him, held at the tip of his sword.

You can’t try to out play me by ignoring everything I do.

I told him, seeming sad as I examine his face.

This isn’t Deception, so you’re good with a blade. It proves nothing.
I raise a finger, dabbing at the drop of blood on my cheek. I look at it curiously, then slide the finger into my lips, licking it clean.

You don’t have the darkness you need to take control of me. This isn’t a bad thing; it just means you’re too… pure. I smile, nudging the blade aside and stepping close to him so that my naked body brushes against his own. I’m not saying this is the end, it just means you have to drop the games, you can’t keep up with us. Just accept your position, and bow out. I don’t want to make you look any more silly then you already do.
 
Lifts his left hand,it is gloved in a silk white glove that goes with the rest of his dress blue alpha uniform, I run my fingers smoothly down the side of her uncut cheek. Flashing her a devilish smile,his brown eyes burning with passion,he locked eyes with her

Oh, your so sure of yourself....sadly you really under estimate me,that is exactly what I want. Yes I am extremely good with a blade and that implies that I am extremely good with my hands but you can't even began to see into my soul. So you think I am not dark enough to control you,you might be wrong or you might be very right but it will bug you until you truly know. As for me....

smiles widely

I said it once but its not about me anymore and I will do whatever I have to do to accomplish my mission.

Pulls back from her warm and naked body,it was soooo tempting but he had to step out for a second, part of being in the military meant he had to deal * with the marines under him being fucking retarded and starting fights while they were drunk

I will be back soon, if you think you can wait that long.....real life is calling,it shouldn't take more than ten minutes though,so maybe you should entertain yourself with Minx til I can come deal with you...properly

sheath my sword with a precise,well drilled movement before stepping out
 
I growl in frustration the moment he leaves, his words nothing more then irritating because of his denial. I turn to Moni, raising my eyebrow and gesturing silently to ask if we really just witnessed that.

He takes stubborn to a whole new, completely oblivious level.

I shake my head, wrapping my arms around her body, immediately calming some of my frustration against her bare skin, biting at her throat.

What do you do with people with skulls so thick you can’t hammer anything into it?!
 
I smile as my Mistress embraces me and grin at her words

Nothing could break that skull Mistress!
 
A smile tugs at my lips, I run my fingers down her welted body, tilting my head.

We really should go ask Chgris about his bullwhip one of these days.

I grin, picking up the cat of nines and flicked it at her teasingly. I walk back to put it on the table, fingering the leather thoughtfully, almost disappointed he hadn’t lived up to his bluff.
 
I watch my Mistress, grinning at her tease and nodding at her disappointment understanding

I don't think I could handle you weilding that whip Mistress, not just yet at the very least! Someone needs to let you release all that you've pent up first
 
I chuckle, running a hand through my now dry curls to try and calm myself.

Very true, pet. I'm glad you're not completely danger oblivious.

I grin, not bothering with my clothes but laying back on the bed on my stomach.

So as it is obvious I am capable of some damage if I delve into any more punishment pet, what do you feel like doing?
 
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