T Hidden Chamber

Caspai

Bending forward, I give Tex a long, slow kiss, removing the blindfold as I do so.

As you blink your eyes against the light, I cup my own breasts, pinching the nipples lightly, and continuing to grind against you, heat beginning to flush my entire body, a slow, deep throb building inside of me.
 
Tex

I blink. The vision in my eyes is just as it had been in my mind: this beautiful creature, fucking me like mad.

Instinctively, my arms strain to move my hands up to join hers on those tasty round breasts. They are reminded quickly that this is not to be; I simply will lie back and enjoy this as long as she will let me.

My hips remain free, however, and they continue the rhythm, keeping time as perfectly with hers as the can. The bed shakes from the intensity.

How much longer I can last, I do not know. But I am not going anywhere.
 
Caspai

Throb increases within me as I move, and my tempo increases, building higher and higher. Feeling the tell-tale swell of Tex's penis, I bend to his ear and whisper...

I want you to come with me, Tex. You can let go now. Just let go and float...

The waves crash over me as he begins to thrash at my words, nearly bouncing me off of him. I laugh softly, and bend down to hold his shoulders, my satin covered breasts caressing his chest.

Wave over wave crash into me and over me. Breathless, I feel my own self beginning to float, and I drive on frantically.
 
Tex

My eyes are freed from their blindfold, and yet close tightly at the first surge of cum through my straining cock.

The fluid washes against the walls of her vagina, mixing with her own. My hips twist and squirm, my arms and legs fighting their constraints as my thigh muscles tighten.

"Maaaaaaaa-dame ..."

My head tilts slightly upward, then crashes back against the pillow. A jet of air escapes my lips.

She continues to squeeze my cock with her vaginal muscles, milking from it every possible drop. I am powerless to stop her, and wouldn't even if I could.
 
Caspai

As the curling waves of the orgasm begin to slide away, I collapse for a moment on Tex's heaving chest. Then, with a soft laugh, I reach up and release his left hand, and then his right hand. His arms wrap around me, and I sigh softly before moving to release his legs as well, rubbing where the ropes had dug into his skin lightly, and kissing his ankle with a laugh.

Well, Tex, you have been lovingly beaten and used. Did you enjoy the experience?
 
Tex

My arms and legs stretch toward the ceiling, flexing to regain movement.

My ass and shouders remain sore to the touch.

My balls ache from the force of my orgasm.

I look at her and smile slyly.

"Yes, Caspai. Yes I did. Very much."
 
Caspai

Gathering my toys and placing them in my bag, I take a piece of paper and a pen, and quickly write a note.

Lady T, ysandre,

I would like to thank you for the opportunity to spend time in this wonderful room. Yyou have created and maintained a wonderful place here, and it is a credit to both of you.

Thank you, Caspai

Walking over to a table, I prop the note in front of a candle and leave the room.
 
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Tex exits

On my way out, walking gingerly, I add a P.S.:

P.S.: I hope I did this lovely place some justice. I am honored by your hospitality.

Tex


Knowing now how saddle-bronc riders must feel, I exit ...
 
Walking in seeing the amourous mess, playful thoughts dance in my head. Putting the letter in my pocket to be delivered to Madame. Taking up the bucket, new linens, replacement candles. Moving about humming softly, and dancing about. Changing the linens, putting away all the toys, stepping back to see if the rope should hang teasingly out of the box..then deciding not.
If you really want to you can hear me say
Only if you want to will you find a way
If you really want to you can seize the day
Only if you want to will you find a way
Dancing around and replacing candles, making sure all are straight fine and pure, enjoying the smell of fresh beeswax. Checking my hospital corners, and fluffing up a couple of pillows, dusting off the wheel, and putting the gallows back in it's corner.
When there's a journey you follow the sun
When there's an ocean you sail for the one
And for the broken hearst there is this land
And for tomorrow are those who can fly
Humming the last of my song while taking the steps up to the door. Turning around once and inspecting it one last time. Everything glistening, perfect.. Wondering what kind of excitements the next guest will bring. Slipping out, room ready for them to have their fun.
 
A little thrill passes through me as I walk through the door. I have extraordinary memories of this place. Time to make some new ones with someone new.

Again, I am clad in sapphire blue, my color of power. Tight bustier of ivory satin and a short velvet skirt in blue. My thigh high boots are also sapphire and buttery soft suede. I wear my auburn hair pulled back on the sides with combs studded with pearls. My wild mane spills down my back and feels sexy as it caresses my skin. In one gloved hand, I carry my bag. Surprises.

I sit down on the bed to wait, crossing my long legs at the knee. My gloved fingers drum against the coverlet. Waiting was never my strong suit.
 
Peering past the double doors, I try to hide the nervousness that's been growing in me since I got out of the cab that brought me here. The carvings on the outside had drawn my attention for well over a minute. My focus was broken when a car passed by and now, here I stood just inside the building. My breath caught in my throat, this place had such beauty to it, the candle light made the chandalier's sparkle like a multitude of diamonds. Even through my shoes, I could feel how my feet sunk into the carpet ever so slightly with each step. I had the impulse to take them off and enjoy the carpet's lushness.

Again, I had to shake myself out of my awe and move on. Taking in the sights as I walked, my head span. "What am I in for?" I asked myself aloud. Nervousness and excitement filled me in an indistinguishable mixture. That was when my eyes settled upon the bed. "He... Hello, I'm Ravenloft... You're Honey_B?" I asked, not sure of myself at all as my hands fidgeted at my sides.
 
"My dear Ravenloft, my sweet rogue, you know me. We have met before. We danced in a place called the Café Americain. Seems like a long time ago. And of course you have never seen me as I appear now. I am your darkest desire come to life, my dear."

I stood in a graceful motion and strode over to Ravenloft, my heels sinking into the plush carpet. Slowly I circled him. Something about him reminded me of a character from a fairy tale. Yes. The dark prince. He had long curls of dark brown that fell past his collar and deep blue eyes that a woman could easily fall into, full sensual lips and a neatly trimmed goatee. I stopped just behind him, my mouth very close to his ear. He would both be able to hear and feel my whispered words.

"I would like you to remove all of your clothing, Ravenloft."
 
Recognition came to me. "Oh my, you are her!" I say in surprise, she certainly looked diferent now, in her dress, in her manner. My breath caught as she whipered in my ear, and I had no choice but to hold onto it... Without much more than the briefest of thoughts, my fingers worked at the buttons of my blue button down. Slowly, I began to exhale then, tilting my head ever so slightly, my eyes closing to mere slits for a moment.

I had to step forward to slip my shirt from off my shoulders, and expose my back to her eyes. Once my shirt was gone, my hands went to the buckle of my belt and worked it free, then I pushed free of my pants. My pulse was racing, more from nervousness than arousal, and I forced myself to turn and face her as I shed my underwear.
 
I feasted my eyes on his strong back, but became annoyed when he turned around. I relented when I could see the agitation in his eyes. He was nervous, not sure what to do. I smiled calmly.

"My dear Ravenloft, do not be nervous."

Gently, I ran the back of my hand down his cheek.

"You are going to make mistakes while you are here. You already have, my sweet. Please kneel before me and place your hands behind your back."
 
Honey_B's words calmed me slightly, but my stomach was still gripped by the cold hand of unsurety. My lips parted with a small sigh at the feel of her hand upon me cheek. Slowly, I sink to my knees, looking up, my eyes searching her face for approval as my fingers laced between one another behind my back. I swallowed softly, keeping my nervousness held in check, even felt it starting to fade somewhat.
 
I bent at the waist and cupped his chin in my gloved hand, tilting his face upwards so I could look in his eyes. The beauty of those blue eyes was startling.

"I will not punish you because I have not told you otherwise, but let me explain some things to you, Ravenloft. You should not have assumed you can call me Honey B. You will address me as Mistress while you are here. You should not have spoken. Only do so when asked a direct question. And you should not have turned around without my requesting you to do so."

I ran my thumb over his lips.

"You are here for my pleasure. That does not mean you will not enjoy yourself. No, if you please me, you will discover that I reward rather well. Do you understand everything that I have told you, Ravenloft? If you have any questions, now is the time to ask them."
 
A small smile, partially of nervousness, partially of excitement played across my lips. In her radiant, dominant beauty, how could I not want to do whatever she asked of me? Her glove hand still held my chin up, and I breathed out a sigh as he thumb ran across my lips. I realized my hands were about to reach out to touch her, but forced them to my sides. "Yes Mistress..." I sighed again, my lips quivered under her touch, and my eyes beemed up at her with innocent hopefulness.
 
"Very good, my sweet."

I turned away from him and walked over to my bag and pulled out a bottle of oil scented with sandalwood. I handed it to Ravenloft and returned to my seat on the bed.

"Now, I would like you to come over here, my dear. Remove my boots and my stockings, then massage my feet with that oil I gave. Kneel at my feet as you do so."

I felt a little thrill of anticipation, eager to see how he would perform at this first task.
 
Striding on my hands and knees toward my Mistress, the bottle of sandalwood oil tucked in the palm of my hand. Knelt down before her, my legs tucked back under me, I slowly pull free her boots, first right, then the left. Then I begin to ease her stockings down her legs, rolling them up upon themselves, down her thigh's, her calves, and over her heels, one at a time, placing them to the side, by her discarded boots.

Lifting her right foot upon my lap, I caress it for a moment in the palm of my right hand as I place some of the oil in my left, then my thumbs kneed inward, meeting along the center of her foot. A soft smile gracing my lips, feeling her skin, moistened by the oil as my hands glide over it.
 
The sight of this powerfully built man kneeling naked before me while I remained clothed was incredibly erotic. And he was good at what he did, his little touches to my feet sending shivers through my body. Watching him smile, I realize I have discovered Ravenloft's true nature.

"You are doing very well," I purr. "Ravenloft, you have pleased me and for that, I will allow you to undress me."

I removed my foot from his grasp and stand.

"You may rise. Undo the lacings of my bustier and remove it."

Turning my back to him, I raise the thick curtain of my hair with one hand.
 
Standing, my eyes move along the Mistress's body. I stepped in behind her, my fingers working the laces of her bustier free. Lowering my head to look down the length of her spine, that is when I smelled the sweet scent of her hair, it filled my lungs and as my hands finished off the lacing, my breath faltered. I pulled the bustier free of her then, laying is upon the corner of the bed, then stepped back, my hands at my sides, my eyes lifted only as far as her feet.
 
I gasped as the cool air hits my exposed nipples, making them harden ever so slightly. Turning around, I drank in the look of Ravenloft's lowered eyes, knowing he wanted to look up to see my exposed breasts.

"Has anyone ever trained you, luv?"

Or had I just discovered someone with an innately submissive nature.

I walked around him, moving in close, close enough for my hardening nipples to brush against his upper arm, his back, and then around to his other arm. The contact with his roughened skin made my own body ache, but I controlled myself with absolute discipline.

When I was standing in front of him once again, I cupped my breasts with my hands, lifting them slightly.

"Ravenloft, taste these."
 
"I have never been trained..." I answered her, my voice nearly quivering with want as her smooth breasts moved over my skin, the hardened nubs of her nipples unmistakeable as they brushed against me. She drew in front of me again, standing so close, the arousing scent of her hair curled within my lungs as I drew a stabbing breath, my eyes taking in the bare flesh of her stomach as I slowly lifted my head, and there, full and proud, cupped in her artistic hands, I gazed upon her breasts. Drawn to them, her urging words what I'd been waiting for, I nuzzled first against her right, opening my mouth over the nipple, my tongue pressing against it, drawing a slow, hot lap across its perked beauty. I sighed as I drew across to her other breast, to taste the delicacy of that one as well.
 
I twined my gloved fingers in his long curls as I moaned my encouragement. His mouth was pure pleasure on my heated flesh, licking my nipples with sweet sensuality. Even so, I tightened my grip on his hair and pulled him sharply away from my heaving chest. I searched his face to see how he would react to the pain before I crushed his mouth to mine in a kiss that bordered on savage, taking what I wanted from him. Sucking his tongue into my mouth, I scraped my teeth across the delicate morsal before I let him go, pushing him away almost violently.

I took several deep breaths before I was ready to speak and even then my voice was thick with lust.

"Please remove my skirt, my sweet thing."
 
My cheeks flushed and my eyes showing with desire, and a need to please the Mistress, I come to her again, sinking to my knees once more, my thumbs slip under the waistband of her skirt and I slowly pull down, melting it over her hips, her thighs, down past her knees, and let it fall about her feet, my hands having traced along her skin, in their wake, it was all I could do to keep from running them back up along her skin, so smooth and soft it was. This too made me draw a breath, my lips parted, my tongue still feeling the heat of her plundering kiss. shyly, I turned my eyes away from her bare flesh, neatly folding her skirt up and placing it upon the floor at my side. Lifting my eyes again, I found her to suddenly be gone. Simply gone. I stood to my feet almost instantly. "Mistress?" I called, but no answer came. Taking up her skirt then, I took my leave of the room, in search of Honey_B...
 
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