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[bashfull]

But the kitten is so small. . .

*hides the kitten in the corner*

. . .or did you mean. . .oh. . .nevermind. . .

You chose, darlin'.

 

[kiten69]

You chose, darlin'.

I'm not gonna let you spank that poor innocent lil thing. . .so if I must *sigh*.

 

[bashfull]

I'm not gonna let you spank that poor innocent lil thing. . .so if I must *sigh*.

yeah, such a sacrifice for ya'....you even went ahead and laid out the belts, i see...and is that sorrow in your eyes? funny, kinda looks like lust...

 

[kiten69]

yeah, such a sacrifice for ya'....you even went ahead and laid out the belts, i see...and is that sorrow in your eyes? funny, kinda looks like lust...

It's sorrow. . .yeah definately sorrow.

 

[kiten69]

...I beckon you. Clothed in only your beauty, you step before me. I sit, my head level with your tummy but my certainity towering above you. Reaching out, the back of my fingers caress the inside of your succulent thighs. With barely a tap, you know to widen your stance to shoulder width. "Place your hands behind your head," I whisper. Doing as instructed, you interlace your fingers.

I place one hand on your hip and rise. My eyes see within yours your sense of hesitation...and anticipation. Never leaving your hip, i walk around you, my arm enwrapping you. My other hand now comes to rest along your spine, relishing such splendor that is mine. I lean in, only allowing you the feel of my breath against your neck, causing you to shiver. You feel my hands leave you now. You can hear the rustle of fabric. Curious, you listen intently, knowing that you are not to turn around. Such a good girl you are.

I bring my hands in front of your face, where you can see now that I hold a blindfold. I place the mask upon your face, noticing your lip trembling...with anticipation? I tie it behind your head, careful not to overlap your fingers. Losing one sense, your other become heightened. You can sense me, hear me, feel the air as I move around you. Will I kiss you? Caress you? spank you with my leather belt? The last thought wettens you. You listen oh so carefully for the sound of leather being drawn slowly through belt loops. The moisture on the inside of your thigh becomes distracting. Did I draw my belt, you wonder.

More please. . .*fans self*

 

[bashfull]

...I beckon you. Clothed in only your beauty, you step before me. I sit, my head level with your tummy but my certainity towering above you. Reaching out, the back of my fingers caress the inside of your succulent thighs. With barely a tap, you know to widen your stance to shoulder width. "Place your hands behind your head," I whisper. Doing as instructed, you interlace your fingers.

I place one hand on your hip and rise. My eyes see within yours your sense of hesitation...and anticipation. Never leaving your hip, i walk around you, my arm enwrapping you. My other hand now comes to rest along your spine, relishing such splendor that is mine. I lean in, only allowing you the feel of my breath against your neck, causing you to shiver. You feel my hands leave you now. You can hear the rustle of fabric. Curious, you listen intently, knowing that you are not to turn around. Such a good girl you are.

I bring my hands in front of your face, where you can see now that I hold a blindfold. I place the mask upon your face, noticing your lip trembling...with anticipation? I tie it behind your head, careful not to overlap your fingers. Losing one sense, your other become heightened. You can sense me, hear me, feel the air as I move around you. Will I kiss you? Caress you? spank you with my leather belt? The last thought wettens you. You listen oh so carefully for the sound of leather being drawn slowly through belt loops. The moisture on the inside of your thigh becomes distracting. Did I draw my belt, you wonder.

touching....always touching you. as i walk around you, there is some part of me on you. Your senses heighten. You can feel the air flowing in the room. the rivulet of perspiration running down your spine, the feel of the carpet under your feet, rustle of my clothing as i move about you. A low whisper, "will you do as I ask, my dear?" My voice startles you as you were not expecting me to speak. I await your response...continuing to circle you....

 

[bashfull]

touching....always touching you. as i walk around you, there is some part of me on you. Your senses heighten. You can feel the air flowing in the room. the rivulet of perspiration running down your spine, the feel of the carpet under your feet, rustle of my clothing as i move about you. A low whisper, "will you do as I ask, my dear?" My voice startles you as you were not expecting me to speak. I await your response...continuing to circle you....

Your lips quiver...trying to replay the question in your mind. distracted, mind reeling, replaying the last few minutes....Not quick enough, however...you feel the sharp sensation of my heavy palm falling against your ass cheeks. A sharp sting, a heat that burns deeper than the flesh...you catch your breath...and recall the question.

 

[kiten69]

Your lips quiver...trying to replay the question in your mind. distracted, mind reeling, replaying the last few minutes....Not quick enough, however...you feel the sharp sensation of my heavy palm falling against your ass cheeks. A sharp sting, a heat that burns deeper than the flesh...you catch your breath...and recall the question.

Listening intently I can hear you walk around the room, your footsteps just loud enough on the carpet to give me a sense of where you are. I can smell you, I can almost hear you breathe. . .or is that the sound of my own breath? The blindfold heightens my senses but your movement confuses me. . .are you behind me now. . .in front of me. . .watching me squirm from a distance? The sweat running down my spine now feels like a fingernail. I wiggle my toes into the carpet. . .I hear you start to move and turn my head toward the sound. I feel your breath on my neck and it sends a shiver down my spine.

The sharp sting of your hand forces me to recall the question and give an answer. . .but should I answer. . .will you do it again if I don't?

I stand still and quiet thinking of the possibilities. . .

 

[bashfull]

Listening intently I can hear you walk around the room, your footsteps just loud enough on the carpet to give me a sense of where you are. I can smell you, I can almost hear you breathe. . .or is that the sound of my own breath? The blindfold heightens my senses but your movement confuses me. . .are you behind me now. . .in front of me. . .watching me squirm from a distance? The sweat running down my spine now feels like a fingernail. I wiggle my toes into the carpet. . .I hear you start to move and turn my head toward the sound. I feel your breath on my neck and it sends a shiver down my spine.

The sharp sting of your hand forces me to recall the question and give an answer. . .but should I answer. . .will you do it again if I don't?

I stand still and quiet thinking of the possibilities. . .

I know what is going through your mind. You relish the sensation of my hand falling against you...of the lustfull sting of the impact, desiring the caress of the leather to fall next. Your hesitation....do you answer? You feel the need to always answer...to please me. But your body craves the harsh attention.

Seeking not to please you for your hesitation...I order you to stand perfectly still. Not to move. I tell you I will return shortly. You hear the door open and close. Did I leave, am I standing there...watching you...judging if you can truly be mine.

 

[Chantilyvamp]

you two are killing me...

 

[kiten69]

Seeking not to please you for your hesitation...I order you to stand perfectly still. Not to move. I tell you I will return shortly. You hear the door open and close. Did I leave, am I standing there...watching you...judging if you can truly be mine.

. . .minutes seem like hours since the sound of the door. A part of me thinks maybe you are gone, but the other part of me knows how much you like to watch. I can feel my arms getting heavy above my head so I turn my focus on the noises of the room. . .but there are none. No TV, no radio, no running water. . .no footsteps. . .just the sound of my own heartbeat.

I want so badly to relax my arms, stretch my legs. . .but I know you are there waiting. . .watching. No, I'll stand perfectly still and wait for you to come back. . .

 

[bashfull]

you two are killing me...

do tell, darlin'.

 

[kiten69]

you two are killing me...

Chantily.....*pounce*

Where is your AV sexy lady? You know I love looking at your booty!

 

[bashfull]

. . .minutes seem like hours since the sound of the door. A part of me thinks maybe you are gone, but the other part of me knows how much you like to watch. I can feel my arms getting heavy above my head so I turn my focus on the noises of the room. . .but there are none. No TV, no radio, no running water. . .no footsteps. . .just the sound of my own heartbeat.

I want so badly to relax my arms, stretch my legs. . .but I know you are there waiting. . .watching. No, I'll stand perfectly still and wait for you to come back. . .

You hear the door open...and fall closed again. Then silence. Was I there the whole time? Did I leave? But you know you dare not ask...

Hearing footsteps glide across the carpet, you content yourself that whatever the answer, you did as asked.

"SMACK" is the sudden, sharp caress of the leather belt across your ass. A whimper of pleasure escapes your lips, your head tosses back. A reward for obeying. Followed by the quickened feel of my fingers between your legs, relishing the feel of your juices running down your thighs. Bringing my fingers higher, I part your lips....cupping you. Letting you pool on me. You sense me holding them before you now, you can smell yourself, you part your mouth, knowing i want you to taste yourself....

 

[kiten69]

you part your mouth, knowing i want you to taste yourself....

. . .I feel you press your fingers to my lips so I move my head forward and allow them to slowly slip into my mouth. The mixture of sweet and salty fills my mouth as I run my tongue up and down your fingers. Slowly I pull my mouth off of them sucking them dry. . .still with my arms above my head I wait for whatever is next. . .

 

[Chantilyvamp]

do tell, darlin'.

hot bdsm...who wouldnt love it?

Chantily.....*pounce*

Where is your AV sexy lady? You know I love looking at your booty!

havent felt very sexy lately but i'll put an old one back up foryou

 

[bashfull]

. . .I feel you press your fingers to my lips so I move my head forward and allow them to slowly slip into my mouth. The mixture of sweet and salty fills my mouth as I run my tongue up and down your fingers. Slowly I pull my mouth off of them sucking them dry. . .still with my arms above my head I wait for whatever is next. . .

"Good girl," I utter. Then you feel my fingers lightly traisp over your lips, your neck, between your breasts...your tummy...resting against your pelvis. Palm against your lower belly, my fingers downward....splaying your lips, seeking your button. I begin to rub. "When you cum, then you may lower your hands," I tell you. "However, you must first be given permission to cum."

 

[bashfull]

hot bdsm...who wouldnt love it?

havent felt very sexy lately but i'll put an old one back up foryou

I like it!

 

[kiten69]

havent felt very sexy lately but i'll put an old one back up foryou

*licks*

 

[bashfull]

"Good girl," I utter. Then you feel my fingers lightly traisp over your lips, your neck, between your breasts...your tummy...resting against your pelvis. Palm against your lower belly, my fingers downward....splaying your lips, seeking your button. I begin to rub. "When you cum, then you may lower your hands," I tell you. "However, you must first be given permission to cum."

You feel me, hear me sit on the bed. My hand never strays, my fingers never stop. I push two inside, curling them upward, pressing my palm tight against your tummy. I pull upward, forcing you to rise onto your toes. Your head falls back, your lips part, your breath catches.

 

[kiten69]

Your head falls back, your lips part, your breath catches.

I struggle to stay on my toes as my body starts to shake. . .

 

[bashfull]

I struggle to stay on my toes as my body starts to shake. . .

I can feel you quivering. Each breath an exhalation of extacy. I know that behind the blindfold, your eyes are rolling. Unable to hold on your toes any longer, you drop down, forcing my fingers deeper inside you. Your breathing is quickening, your lips trembling, perpiration running rampant down your body now. I know you are close, so close. Can you bring yourself to ask? to plead for release? Or will you endeavor to continue? to climb higher?

 

[kiten69]

Can you bring yourself to ask? to plead for release? Or will you endeavor to continue? to climb higher?

Could I ask? Yeah, I could. But I so enjoy the feeling of climbing higher. . .getting to a point where it feels so good it's almost painful. . .

Please continue. . .

 

[bashfull]

Could I ask? Yeah, I could. But I so enjoy the feeling of climbing higher. . .getting to a point where it feels so good it's almost painful. . .

Please continue. . .

Wondering how long you can sustain the heightened senses. You body flushed with heat, your arms tire from holding them up, your legs quivering from standing and from pleasure....I can feel you attempting to continue...knowing that your body cannot keep at this level for long. Your breath is ragged, rasping, trying to pull in oxygen to keep you going. Your body if flushed, your body quivers and trembles now...

 

[kiten69]

Wondering how long you can sustain the heightened senses. You body flushed with heat, your arms tire from holding them up, your legs quivering from standing and from pleasure....I can feel you attempting to continue...knowing that your body cannot keep at this level for long. Your breath is ragged, rasping, trying to pull in oxygen to keep you going. Your body if flushed, your body quivers and trembles now...

I am torn between the pain and heaviness in my arms and the pleasure you are giving my pussy. I can feel myself drawing closer and closer to an orgasm as small waves of pleasure start to spread through my body as you quicken the pace with your fingers. Should I ask? I begin to whimper and a faint moan escapes my lips. . .”please,” I say just above a whisper. . .