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Phoo Ming's Domain

"I like the stinging ... and the gentle touch,"

Dee whispers her confession as she becomes lost in the fathomless depths of Phoo Ming’s dark eyes. He can see the truth of her words in the clear azure depths of her own eyes. A lesser man might drown in those stunning blue depths.

“ Then Missy D shall have what she desires.”

Again the gentle caress of those sinuous fingers of leather as they intimately caress the young beauty.

CRACK

The lash curls around her body its tongues licking at D’s inner thigh kissing her naked little Mons to curl around her leg. The ancient one is a master of the flogger and he mingles the sharp breath taking kiss of leather, with the sensually seductive caress of those same supple sinuous tongues of leather. He smiles warmly down on her as Dee dances to the caress and kiss of the lash within the grasp of her bounds.
 
Phoo Ming trails the flogger across me before flicking his wrist, a loud ‘crack’ ringing out in the kitchen of the China Pearl Inn.

My whole body shakes in response, the flogger finding a home across my inner thigh … my mons … the tips speeding up around the curve of my leg to lash more intensely onto my outer leg. Biting down hard, my breath hisses past my lips as I clamp my eyes shut. I have been trained not to scream … to breathe … get into subspace.

The initial pain subsides and I breathe, hard and fast ... my body trembling.
 
“Missy you shall suffer this heavenly pain and pleasure till you cum, but you must ask permission 1st Missy!”


Now the true test of D’s darker longs, her darker passions begun. The flogger caressed her drew from her the most excusive pain, the darkest most seductive pleasure. The old Master spared her nothing as a fine crimson lattice work crisscross every inch of her gorgeous body from her now taunt ruby red nipples and swollen areolas to the sensual curve of her calves. He pressed her to the limits of her boundaries and yet did not violate them. He mingled searing pain with dark sensual pleasure. He mingled them in such a way that with each flick of his wrist the bound beauty did not know which would be hers pain or pleasure.
 
Phoo Ming is a demon and an angel with a flogger in his hand. Every lash adorns my flesh with the markings of his pain, spreading a heat across my tortured flesh that my body twists into blistering pleasure. Every flick of his wrist … every soft caress propels me higher into the stratosphere.

Soft moans or short gasps ring from my lips until my body stops jolting, my mind floating above the clouds in total … utter … bliss. It feels as if I am looking down upon myself from somewhere outside my body. My breathing is the only constant … even … deep … the pain only driving me higher … and higher. I am covered in a sheen of perspiration, my hair drenched … my skin a canvas for Phoo Ming’s masterpiece of pleasure … of pain. The ice blue depths of my eyes are glazed reflections of my soul … free in the bounds of submission.

I can hear him moving, can feel the ecstasy burning in my veins, my arousal weeping from my velvety depths. I can’t find the words … and from somewhere far away I quite literally will myself to speak, poised on the edge of a cataclysmic release.

“Master…” I whisper. “Please … may I cum.”
 
He watches as Dee dances to the song of the lash how her body strains against her bounds, not to escape but to embrace her lover, her Master the lash. She is gorgeous as she dances with her “Lover” her body glistening in a fine sheen of perspiration, her raven hair drenched, in wild disarray …. Her pale skin the canvas for Phoo Ming’s masterpiece of pleasure … of pain…. And her soul beared in the smoldering depth of azure eyes now dark violet with unspoken passion. Then between the sensual moans and seductive gasp Dee gives voice to her desire.


“Master…”

A soft angelic whisper.

“Please … may I cum.”


“Yes.”

A single word the answer to her prayer, the flogger’s sinuous fingers curl around her their stinging kiss hers to savor, its seductive caress hers to surrender to.
 
That single word opens the floodgate as an earth shattering orgasm rips through my system. For the first time, I scream … my body shuddering in the storm of ecstasy. My sex contracts … over and over, as multiple charges explode through my body catapulting me across the edge into a never-ending precipice of blistering white fire.

My breath is rushing past my lips as I throw my head back, spent … thankful for the restraints, the only thing holding me up right now. Tears streak across my cheeks as I relish in the incredible high Phoo Ming has given me.
 
Missy’s breathe rushes past her parched lips as she throw my head back, spent …… Tears streak across her flawless cheeks as she revels in the incredible high he has given her.

Yet still the lash curls around that luscious young body still the pain and the pleasure serge through every fiber of her body till they become one inconceivable sensation that sweep all before it away. The white fire of her ecstasy cascades into a series of searing orgasms each building on the one before. Till at last the flogger falls from Phoo Ming’s fingers as he drops to his knees spent before the bound and spread-eagled beauty.
 
It is a delicate game of give and take, taking as much out of Phoo Ming as it does out of me … physically … emotionally … spiritually.

The session bares my soul, stripped of all my defences and naked before him. In his eyes, I can see that same release. Our souls entwined on a much higher plain as the flogger falls from his hand, Phoo Ming falling to his knees … our eyes staring into the deepest depths of the other’s soul.

It feels as if I can reach out and touch the very centre of him…

I am suspended in the living and in the spiritual realm. Slowly my mind takes back the reigns from my body and soon the pain will register.

“Phoo Ming…” I manage to whisper, the two words spoken reverently … drenched with love.
 
Exhausted he kneels before the bound beauty his jacket soaked with sweat his muscles well defined like sinewy cords of iron. His breathing is labored.

“Phoo Ming…”

His name softly whispered from those sweet parched lips. Slowly he rises as if that soft angelic voice had somehow restored him. His body bow presses to her his dark long evident . Fingers lace through her raven tresses as his lips moisten and refresh hers before he claims her mouth in a searing kiss.
 
I watch as he slowly rises to his feet. Phoo Ming steps in against me, his body pressing to mine. I feel him weave his fingers through my hair before claiming my lips in a deep and heated kiss. A soft moan escapes me, humming against his lips.

My eyes flutter shut, tears silently streaking down my cheeks as I kiss him back with all the emotions playing through my mind. I want nothing more than to just have him near, even if just for this bittersweet moment.
 
Her soft kiss, so sweet, so tender and so very hungering. The ancient one gives her what she most longs for and needs.

“Missy Dee pleases Phoo Ming”.

Again he claims her lips and her soul.

“Missy wants to be released from her bonds?”

How can he tell her what he feels what he desires.. His eyes hold hers as he awaits her answer.
 
His words of praise bring a soft smile to my lips before he claims them again in a slow and sensual kiss. Pain slowly starts to ripple through my body as I tremble against him, my grasp on subspace slipping.

He holds my eyes captive and I nod in answer. “Please.”

I can see something burning in Phoo Ming’s eyes, but he remains silent … a question kindling in my eyes as I ask softly, "What is it, Phoo Ming?"
 
Please “

She whispers, and then he see the question forming in those startling blue eyes. It takes form on her lips

"What is it, Phoo Ming?"

He realizes the careful mask has slipped, perhaps a glimpse of the man was in was seen .

“Missy D please me.”


The Mask once more in place he steps to her, and releases her bounds. First he frees her ankles, each receives a small kiss. His body press closer to D’s as her delicate wrists are freed. He catches the spent beauty in his arms , he easies her to the floor and then kneeling beside her he brings her wrist to his lips and presses a kiss to each
 
Phoo Ming’s gentle hands free my ankles, leaving each with a soft kiss. Standing, he steps close against me as he releases my wrists and catches me in his arms. Tears shimmer in my eyes as he eases me to the floor kneeling next to me. Taking my hands in his, he presses another soft kiss to my wrists … and I cry.

“Please hold me,” I whisper, needing to feel his arms around me.
 
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“Please hold me,”


Little Missy’s voice a softly breathed plea. The ancient one kissed away her tears as he enfolded D into his arms and cradled her to his chest as if she was a lost and frightened child. Slowly he rocked her in his arms, softly humming.
 
Fully back in my mind, pain racks my body as every inch of my skin feels as if it is ablaze. Phoo Ming wraps me in his arms and holds me close to him, his presence a soothing balm to my soul as I bury myself against him.

He gently rocks me, softly humming something sweet and tender close to my ear. Violet eyes flutter shut … the exertion draining. The only defence my body has is to relax completely, surrendering me into the blissful arms of sleep. “Thank you,” I whisper, he will probably never know how badly I needed that.

My breathing levels out, my hands tangled in his jacket slowly go slack as I fall asleep, safe in his embrace.
 
As Dee falls asleep in his arms he kisses her eyes, each in turn, than his lips brush hers. He gathers the sleeping beauty into his arms and carries her to the table he lays her there and covers D with a quilt. The only bounds that hold her now are the bounds in her own heart and soul.
 
I peep my head around the door behind the kitchen, wondering if Phoo Ming is about, curious to see him.
 
Phoo Ming watches as the sweet young Miss peeps into his domain.

“Come here! Who you Missy?”

He boldly let his eyes roam over every sensual curve Sally’s supple young body.
 
I bite my lip and peer into the dimly lit cavern, following the sound of the voice.

"Oh... erm... I am Sally." I say nervously, "I... I hope I am not intruding, I saw the door, and I just had to venture beyond it.... now I am unsure if I can find my way back! I thought perhaps you might assist me, allow me to explore a little!"
 
Phoo Ming stepped from the shadows and he slowly circled the young beauty.

“You very pretty Missy Sally.”

He smiled as he noticed that Sally was wearing nothing above the waist but a rather sexy red bra. He stopped behind her and slowly undid the clasp of her bra. And he slid it from her shoulders.

His hands cupped her bared breasts and he rolled her nipples under his finger tips.


“Yes very pretty Missy Sally."
 
She blushed, turning crimson, yet she allowed him to weigh her breasts in his hands, rolling her nipples, and she heard herself say.

"MMMMmm Phoo Ming, that feels so good!"
 
He smiled as Sally moaned and leaned back against him as she breathlessly whispered.

"MMMMmm Phoo Ming, that feels so good!"

Does Missy Sally desire Pleasure….. his lips pressed a tender kiss to the nape of her neck.


………or Pain the ancient one pinched Sally’s taunt nipples as gave her a lover’s bite where her neck and shoulder met.
 
Sally shuddred and considered his question, as she arched her neck, allowing Phoo MIng better access. She pressed her tits into his hands, moaning and whimpering as she considered her options.

"I think I would like both, as for me, they are forever combined!"
 
“Ah then Missy Sally shall have both.”


His hands slipped from her breasts and slid down the sensual curves of her torso. he turned the young beauty to face him.

“Missy you take all clothes off. And tell Phoo Ming what act most frightens and excites Missy Sally!”
 
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