Palace of demands

[brwneyedgrl]

OOC: it's great to have you back, hope all is well

With dinner finished, I retreated to my room to change into a lighter dress that would be easier to remove when so required. As I slipped off my gown, I wondered if my Mistress or Greg might oversee my fitting. The thought of being watched while in my undergarments sent a shiver through my body. Not wanting to keep the seamstress waiting, I quickly finished dressing and went to the room indicated by my Mistress on the far side of the east wing.

I entered the room and was shocked to see that She had, in fact, attended. I could feel my hart quicken as I glanced around the room in search of the seamstress. After quickly scanning the room, I asked, "Mistress, shall I be seated until the seamstress arrives?"

 

[Starfish]

OOC:
Brwneyedgrl,
Thanks for the warm welcome back. I am doing better now. I just had to take extra time and do some art. I just did my Jedi girl, last night and I love her. I had passed 1000 posts a few days ago, so I thought I do a nice tribute drawing. Can I ask a favor? I don't know why but, I think that I somehow lost your email addy, Brwneyedgrl. Could you email it to me a Lavenderandroses@hotmail.com.

Gandalf, I respect your wishes to deny email acess to everyone here at lit. If you feel comfortable and trusting enough with me, though, you can email it to me and I can inform you of anything I may need to, if I am not at Literotica. Feel free to email me with any concerns or questions you have, or if you need to inform me of anything pertaining to ideas you may have but are unsure of, and I can do the same. If not, I understand.
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IC: "You may have a seat, dear, but there is no need to wait, unless you have need. I will be measuring you, as the seamstress is well tucked into her cosy house for the evening, an acre out on the grounds. I don't require my servants remain on site when they are off duty. I am sure you understand." I said as I walked about the room noting that the room was quite warm and stuffy and could stand a breeze.

Sophia had stood in the place she stopped and looked at me with eyes of curiosity. I placed my paper, near the quill and ink pot on the desk along with the measuring tape. I walked to the window and, stopping for a quick pause I glance with a warm smile at Sophia, whose body stood erect in the middle of the room; aching for comfort; still not at ease but ready to overcome her fears with bravery in her eyes. I admired this when I realized it, and I began to see that she did find attraction to me, in an odd sence.

I turned and threw open the window, to ensure that my plan for later would go through. I bent out the window, knowing that sweet Sophia was getting more than an eyefull of my firm and supple posterior, and I prayed that it made her hot. Turning with a quick adieu to the out of doors, I focused on her eyes as I swayed and pressed towards her through the room. Her eyes grew wide as I neared her, and I could see that she was trembling slightly.

"Are you cold, love? You can't be. It has to be 90 degrees outside. Do you want to sit down?" I said with a caring and intriqued look, all the while knowing that this young aching flower is just desperate for answers. I knew that she needs and wants to be taught, but is afraid that she is not good enough, or is incapable of being like me.

As I guided her to sit down, I pressed against her, with my arms around her. My breasts rubbed against her arm as we walked, and I enjoyed every second of touching her.
"You need to relax. You are here to become confidant and strong, and with that will come peace for you, Sophia."
She looked up at me with a glint of knowing burning in her eyes.
"You mean, you are going to teach me that? How?" she said nervously.
"You will learn it over time, but we cannot start your lessons untill you feel more comfortable with yourself and the people around you. You are nervous about undressing infront of another person, so I will undress first and be naked with you, so that you don't feel alone, and that may make you a little more comfortable with yourself and I."
I smiled looking down at her in the chair.

She just looked at me with her big brown, eyes for guidance, and I knew that meant that she didn't, at least, object to my taking my clothes off. I stood before her, the night air mingling with the smell of jasmine poured through the window, and I suddenly began to feel my body come alive at the prospect of this angel seeing my naked flesh.

I pulled the straps of my dress over my shoulder, and I slide the silken blue fabric over my left, then right breasts, and down to my waist. I instinctivly swayed my hips and spread my legs a bit, as my body began to move, like I was stripping for her pleasure, not comfort. I ran my hands over my silk covered stomach, over my hipbones and down to my theighs. I ran my hands inward on my thieghs and up through the draping fabric, over my pussy mound, and up my stomach to my waist again. My large and firm breasts protruded as my nipples hardend in the breeze. Sophia's eyes were locked on to my body and were gazing up and down me.
I pulled on the top of the dress, untill it slid over my hips and once it reached that point it fell to the floor reavealing my shaven pussy and my long legs.
She suddenly gasped and moaned a slight moan at the sight of my hairless pussy and her mouth hung open, revealing her twitching tongue to me, indicating that she unconsciencously craved to taste another woman.
How badly I craved to walk forward and press my soft mound against her wanting mouth but, to feel her tongue flick over my hardened, throbbing clit. Although my dominating instinct told me to make her suck me off, I knew that wasn't a prudent idea, and that it would shock her to much.I knew that soon she would be ready and it would happen in due time.

I stepped back a bit, and said "Well, what do you think? Do you think you can do it? I really isn't that hard. Come on and try."

 

[gandalf]

email etc

OOC: I will email you in due course - may be a little quiet for a short while as I have a number of rl issues that have to be dealt with - mainly work grrr - wb anyway!

 

[brwneyedgrl]

OOC: sorry, I've been unbearably busy

Slowly, unsure of my body, as it suddenly felt foreign—sluggish and slightly unresponsive—I began to undress. I had the impression that my legs had become immobile pillars, rooting me to the ground. Unwilling to test this theory for fear that it would send me toppling to land at my Mistresses feet, I resigned myself to moving cautiously, so as not to unbalance myself. Carefully, my fingers mechanically unlaced my dress as I stared into Her eyes. I struggled to maintain a level gaze, knowing that if it broke, what little nerve I did possess would disintegrate. As I pulled the lace from its last loop, a fleeting image of Greg and my Mistress passionately entangled flashed before my eyes and I felt a smile curve my lips at the thought. With my eyes still locked on those of my Mistress, I saw what I could only presume to be shock register on her face and vanish as quickly as it had appeared. Apparently, She was not expecting such a forward reaction from me. This, of course, prompted an even larger smile that was quickly mirrored in Her face. I pulled the material of my dress off my shoulders and let the light material slide off my body and slip onto the floor. Nude, I felt my nipples harden with the cool night air that was gliding into the room through the open window. I could not help but wonder if this was one of the reasons the window had been opened, and shivered at the thought. Unconsciously, my right hand rose to caress my breast. It was not until Her expression changed that I tore my hand away, shaken by the need I could see embedded in my Mistress’ fine features.
Filled with a newly born sense of self-confidence, I let the smile melt from my face and walked past Her, mounting the stool in the center of the room. Turning to look Her in the eye, I said, “No, not hard at all, really. Shall we begin then, Mistress?” Then, as if inspired by some unknown force, I smiled seductively, revealing my recently realized desire in full.

 

[Starfish]

OOC: Welcome Back. It has actually been a nice break from writing so much. I have made a lot of headway at my new site and I will be sending out the adress soon.
I hope things are going okay.

IC:

I couldn't believe the naturally strong poise she held. Not timid in the slightest. She clearly exhibited herself to be confidant and quite inticing to behold. Her developing and tender breasts gave fall to the rest of her slender frame, and my eyes devoured her beautiful flesh. As she so royally perched her incredible rear on the stool, she spoke and I found myself the one at a loss for actions and responses.

"Mistress. I am ready if you are." She reinstated a strong and sultry glare that was only out done by those lucious lips parting a ruby kiss of a smile. I realized that my feminine lust for her was rising, as I caught a slight glance of her flower while her legs parted. I worried that I would soak myself and that she would easily see my nectar seeping to my theighs. I had such strong lusting visions of her sprawled on my bed, awaiting my lips to enliven her flesh, my tongue to inflame her soul.

I grabbed the measuring tape, and pad and gracefully approched this amazing creature that was sure to haunt my thoughts for a long time to come.

I instinctivly stood before her, deciding that I would just dive in. Knowing that nearly every demension of Sophia needed to be evaluated, I decided to work my way from bottom up. I knelt down before her, and I took her bare foot into my hand.
I
measured her for her shoe collection. My tickling touch made her squirm a bit and I looked up and took in the sight of a life time. I felt my pussy flood as I saw her hotly looking down at me, biting her bottom lip, while her firm tits became more enhanced by the lamplight cast on them from the above chandellier. I asked her to rise from the stool, and to stand straight, legs slightly parted. I was still knelt below her, and to my pleasent suprise her soft glistening pubic mound rest right before my eyes. Her clit shown through her lips and her obvious intrest in something, had her appearing to be turned on. I desperately fought of the urge to press my mouth into her and begin to lick her swollen clit. I slowly lifted the measuring tape up to her outer hip, up to her waist, not breaking my gaze at her tempting pussy. I shook my head, and knowing that Sophia had seen me staring, I figured that she would think me strange for looking in that way. I had to come up with something....
"I think you should know that I am an artist, a painter, of many years. I admire the human body, and although the concept of a woman being an artist is taboo, I am not phased by those imbiciles who don't respect women enough to allow them to flourish in their talents and graces. I would be honured if one day, you would allow me to paint your naked form?" I asked while I measure her inseam, and taking notice to the dampness forming from the enchanting oasis before me. I hoped to play it off to the art thing, while not having lied, but my eyes went right back to her in a lustful manner, and I was at a loss for excuses now.