The Café Chateau

[PhoenixPrime01]

Mstr PhoenixP:

He smiles to himself as Nina heads for the chair and while her back is to him he opens the sex toy cabinet and takes out a dildo with a screw base on it.

Holding it behind his back he walks toward her and says, "Stand up slut."

By the time he reaches her she's standing and watches as he screws the two by seven inch dildo into the chair's seat.

"Now slut sit down again. This time you're allowed to choose which you'll fill, but fill either your slut's cunt or ass with it my slut."

 

[Anna Sue]

Re: Re: Re: Casca/ Mo

"Yes," Casca groaned, "you're very good, I want more. My calves and my feet."

For that she climbs from the table and worked his calves hard with her hands, mangle and stretch them till she hears him groan.

She has different idea for his feet’s. She takes one by one in her hands a finds every pressure point on them and massages them till she can her him moan and feel him relax.
When she is finished she takes every toe in her mouth and sucks and licks it, in between and over to the next one.

 

[Casca]

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... When she is finished she takes every toe in her mouth and sucks and licks it, in between and over to the next one.

The massage was superb, the slave knew the art and Casca's body was utterly relaxed when she began to work on his feet. The attention of her hands upon his feet was wonderful, but when she began the extraordinary oral attention to his sensitive toes and feet his groans became moans and his mood changed from relaxation to excitation and when he rolled to his back the proof was evident and his forearm-like cock throbbed upright. He stood and took her by the hair and forced her to her knees, saying "suck it"

 

[Anna Sue]

Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Casca/ Mo

The massage was superb, the slave knew the art and Casca's body was utterly relaxed when she began to work on his feet. The attention of her hands upon his feet was wonderful, but when she began the extraordinary oral attention to his sensitive toes and feet his groans became moans and his mood changed from relaxation to excitation and when he rolled to his back the proof was evident and his forearm-like cock throbbed upright. He stood and took her by the hair and forced her to her knees, saying "suck it"

She feels his hands grapping in her hair and forcing her head to his massive cock. Her hands keeping hold at his hips when he shoves his cock in her open mouth.
Without hesitation she sucks the beast in her mouth till she is gagging and beyond it.

His hands are still in her hair, he is in charge and does not give her much choice in this matter.
Every time she let her up she tries to get as much air in her lungs as she could and gives her best efforts to get him down again, after a while he gives her some more space and she can give his cock more attention she still let glide down her throat but in between she sucks and licks on it with her tongue, like a big Lolli Pop.
He taste and smells delicious like the rest of his body. She wonders if he will come in her mouth, that she can drink his delicous sperm.

 

[Casca]

Casca/ Mo

Originally posted by Anna Sue ... She wonders if he will come in her mouth, that she can drink his delicous sperm.

On her knees her throat would never be able to swallow his whole cock, but ... Casca still grasped her hair, and lifted her to her feet, and then upon the massage table, on her back so that her head was bent back, over the edge. Casca moved his hand from her hair and to her neck, massaging the straightened throat before he fucked it. He placed the head against her lips, and stretched her mouth open to receive the whole of the head and inserting past her glutimus pried her jaws apart to a fearful degree, and the gagging at the glut was in itself prohibitive. This slave was dedicated and sincerely wanted to take his whole cock, but she didn't have the unlatching jaws of a serpent, and the ergonometry just wasn't there. In all his two thousand years there had only been two wenches who could swallow his cock. Casca remembered the sensation, cumming in buckets as their throats swallowed, moving back and forth the fullness midway of his deeply embedded root. Once every thousand years, he was due, but it wouldn't be this night.

He pulled his cock out of her throat, "hands and knees, on the table," is what he said ...

 

[da grunt]

Re: Re: a' trois

Originally posted by caela ... as she watches Christy's pleasure.

Grunt's eyes were rolled back with their lids shut. His fingertips continued their probing, not for Caela's enjoyment, but for his own satisfaction. It was incidental who wore the skin in front of him, but the softness of the skin, the suppleness of the dermis and the fitness of the muscle tone made the grunt's fingers into recepticles, receiving every feeling, every sense of touch, and trying to file each of these feelings into the memory of his brain. He felt Caela's fingertips as she fingered around his cock, stroking Christy's labia and pulling and rolling her clitoral hood. He took Caela's arm and brought it back toward his face, and first smelled and then tasted those fingers. Each finger he sucked, then took two, then three and soon all four fingers were being sucked. More than sucked, as he chewed on her fingers and hand. He felt her trying to use her thumb to stroke his cheek in tenderness.

The pan in him rebelled against the tenderness, and refused it. Her hand he took from her mouth and with the simplest of moves turned her hand inward toward her forearm, as he bent her forearm and raised it in the classic arm lock position, and like this, forced her forward so that the domino effect caused Christy to bend backward so that now Caela's face was against Christy's lower tummy, just above her pubic line. The grunt augmented his hold with his thumb and forefinger pincing the webbing between Caela's thumb and forefinger. He put pressure on the webbing, sending immobilizing shock through Caela. He continued his feast as he inflicted his torment. The arm lock, and the wrist lock was also immobilizing, but he did not use the pressure to cause pain, the wrist and elbow were set and pain would cause damage. He continued his feast as he inflicted his torment. The webbing of the hand was different, as there would be no bruise, no scar, no damage, but pain, severe enough to force desired results. He heard Caela whimper, and he rolled the meat between his finger and thumb to excite another ...

 

[caela]

Re: Re: Re: a' trois

The webbing of the hand was different, as there would be no bruise, no scar, no damage, but pain, severe enough to force desired results. He heard Caela whimper, and he rolled the meat between his finger and thumb to excite another ...

Her eyes were wide in surprise at the pain he caused her hand with such a simple hold. It made her entire body quiver over him and she couldn't help but bite Christy's hip to muffle the whimperings that filled her throat. As the pain between her thumb and forefinger intensified small tears rolled down her cheek.

In spite of the pain she could feel his continued assault on her body with lips and teeth and rocked against it, feeding her flesh to his lips. The hungering of her own body growing almost exponentially with her pain, each sensation feeding off the other and growing more vibrant and intense within her body.

 

[Anna Sue]

Re: Casca/ Mo

He pulled his cock out of her throat, "hands and knees, on the table," is what he said ...

She let out a gaps when arrange her on the table for his desire.
Mo felt like a rag doll how he pushed her around, he fells his hands at her mouth open it more as it is possible, she tries to relax but cant help to let out a whimper of pain.
He tries to force his whole cock down her throat without success; her jaw feels like if it would break any second.

She hears his order to kneel at knees and hands on the table, her urge is just runaway and her hesitation shows when she slowly climb on the table.
Her jaws still hurts from the assault, she wants to please but she is not sure how far he would go and how much she could take.
The problem was she is not used that her body is just used by another person. In Raven touches was always caring involved, and right now she just felt used from him.

She knows it is right to do so and that she couldn’t really succeed to comply make it worse…
Her head is down her hair is covering her face her eyes are sad. Still her body takes a proper position her legs wide her ass in the air and she waits in silent what would come next.

 

[Casca]

Re: Re: Casca/ Mo

Originally posted by Anna Sue ... Still her body takes a proper position her legs wide her ass in the air and she waits in silent what would come next.

"That's right", says Casca, "show me your beautiful ass, your lush cunt," and he used his middle finger to test her pussy. It was such a pretty little pussy, lips swollen and glistening. His finger found easy entry and with the first downward push his fingertip found her cherry resulting in a shudder of recognition. Vaginii were not like jaws. Vaginii were more like the serpent's mouth, capable of stretching to receive its prey, and now Casca began using two fingers to stretch her tiny hole to accompany his massive cock. Large cocks were often described as 'like a baby's forearm'. Casca's cock had been described 'like a man's forearm'. Soon, he entered the third finger, forefinger, middlefinger, ringfinger, first squeezed together but with his success his fingers opened and spread. Then he snuck in his little finger. Her ass was open and pushed backwards, accepting her fate, lost in her fate, lusting in her fate.

His hand buried in, up to the base of his thumb, and he used his thumb to massage the open, yet tight, ring of her ass. He could stretch her ass now, the same way he did her cunt, yet that was to come.

His cock throbbed, the head like a fist on the arm of a boxer, and after climbing on the table and coming to his knees behind her, he used his cock like a club across her ass and back asking, "I hope you're ready ..."

 

[Anna Sue]

Re: Re: Re: Casca/ Mo

His cock throbbed, the head like a fist on the arm of a boxer, and after climbing on the table and coming to his knees behind her, he used his cock like a club across her ass and back asking, "I hope you're ready ..."

“Ready”, she thought …. “No I never will be ready for this monstrous, she just hope it will not split her in two.”
She had his fingers in her cunt; he tried to stretch her for what would clearly come, the use of it.

Moisture is building up again in her pussy; her body is instinctively reacting to the treatment from his hands.

“Das hoffe ich auch “…she says with a small voice and then realizing she talks in German, repeating herself a little stronger, “ I hope so too” and brace herself for what would come next.

 

[Casca]

Casca/ Mo

Originally posted by Anna Sue ... "I hope so too” ...

He stroked the tip of his cock against her cunt lips, spreading the lubricants, adding his own pre-cum and soon his head glistened, as did her labia, which seemed to spread in anticipation of its own. In position he worked the head in, using his fingers to help spread, and eventually he had his head inserted, and her poor tiny pussy was stretched even more than when his hand was in her. Now came the harder part, to expand her vagina. Soon his cockhead was past the vagina and into her cervix, and still deeper he drove, deep into her until he was buried to the root and his balls bounced below her clit, "Ah, good girl, feels goooood ..."

 

[da grunt]

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Originally posted by caela ... The hungering of her own body growing almost exponentially with her pain, each sensation feeding off the other and growing more vibrant and intense within her body.

Now the grunt released his grip and moved his hands to Caela's asscheeks and pushed her further forward, even as he spread her ass more before moving his fingers to her ass, his forefinger on each hand into her pussy, each middlefinger into her asshole and each thumb to her clit. Now, with her pushed forward like this the grunt had to raise his head and to reach it forward in order to eat her out. This he did, and occasionally spitting on her already wet ass, just to lick it from her again ...

With his knees and legs he bucked Christy's ass, hoping she enjoyed the ride. The grunt had no tingling in his balls, it was to be a long ride, and grunt wondered if either of the girls would show some initiative before he himself changed the menage around ...

 

[Pywakit]

The dildo looks fucking huge. No way that monster’s fitting into my asshole, especially without some lube. I smile nervously at Master, then position my pussy over the monstrous toy. Its length isn’t that intimidating, but it’s girth is. I press my pussy against it, using my hands to pull apart my lips. The head pushes against me, and I force myself to relax as I begin to sit. The artificial cock is made of some sort of soft rubbery material... soft enough to feel real but hard enough it doesn’t bend. It feels positively huge inside me, and as I slowly slide down around it I can feel it creeping up into me. It’s curved, like a real cock, but its curve is angled outward from the chair. As it slides further in, the head rubs amazingly against the upper surface of my pussy, dragging along my g-spot deliciously. It takes nearly thirty seconds, but by then I finally feel the cool surface of the chair below me and I relax, the dildo seated completely inside me. Its angle forces me to sit at a slightly awkward angle, one that forces my chest out toward Master. I realize I’ve been holding my breath, and exhale raggedly. With every little squirm, shift, and breath, I can feel the dildo shift inside me as well.

"Done, Master. My slutty cunt's filled."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Mstr. PhoenixPrime w/ Nina in the dungeon:

He just smiles at the look in her eyes, on her face when she says, "Done, Master. My slutty cunt's filled."

"So I see my little slut and how do you like how it feels?"

Before she can reply he continues, "Imagine sitting there implaed like that as you're erotically tormented, arousingly teased at the same time and those leather straps on the chair are all buckled holding you there, keeping your legs that wide the entire time."

"Now extend your arms so that the suspension cuffs can be put on lil slut and then place your feet on my thighs so that your ankles can be cuffed.
"As you do answer my question and also tell me your thoughts."

 

[caela]

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Now the grunt released his grip and moved his hands to Caela's asscheeks and pushed her further forward, even as he spread her ass more before moving his fingers to her ass, his forefinger on each hand into her pussy, each middlefinger into her asshole and each thumb to her clit. Now, with her pushed forward like this the grunt had to raise his head and to reach it forward in order to eat her out. This he did, and occasionally spitting on her already wet ass, just to lick it from her again ...

With his knees and legs he bucked Christy's ass, hoping she enjoyed the ride. The grunt had no tingling in his balls, it was to be a long ride, and grunt wondered if either of the girls would show some initiative before he himself changed the menage around ...

Caela groaned softly as the Grunts assault on her pussy and now her ass continued. Stretched out over him and Christy she could smell the scent of the other girls arrousal and it was like a Siren's call to her. Slowly she pressed little kisses against Christy's stomach and over her mound, she was tentative not sure how the other girl would react but her soft moans told Caela the attention was appreciated. Dipping her head lower her tongue travled within the wet slit, flicking across Christy's flesh as well as the Grunt's cock where he entered her. She could help chuckling when she felt him jerk in surprise.

Moving a little higher her lips closed around Christy's clit and suckled gently, her tongue teasing the tender bud to bring the other girl as much pleasure as possible. She felt Christy's body shudder in her orgasm as Caela's own body began to quiver and convulse above the Grunt. When both were spent and gasping she glanced up at Christy with an impish grin on her face, "He doesn't seem to be done yet Christy, want to trade places for a bit?"

 

[da grunt]

a' trois

"He doesn't seem to be done yet Christy, want to trade places for a bit?"

The grunt might be viewing the ass end of the situation, but he knew exactly what was happening and was delighted with the girl's shared orgasm, also delighted with Caela's initiative, as the grunt had no indication of cookies immient it was time for a change up.

With a multi-movement he smacked Caela's ass and arched his body, bucking both girls high, dislodging Christy and scooting from beneath their weight, laying them alongside him, "Caela, stay! Christy, come," he walks Christy to the chain on the wall and buckles the snapshackle to her collar, "you've been fucked, now you may watch, compose your desire," and he returned to Caela, "I want you in my cage. Lay in the middle of the bed, arms and legs spread."

 

[caela]

Re: a' trois

With a multi-movement he smacked Caela's ass and arched his body, bucking both girls high, dislodging Christy and scooting from beneath their weight, laying them alongside him, "Caela, stay! Christy, come," he walks Christy to the chain on the wall and buckles the snapshackle to her collar, "you've been fucked, now you may watch, compose your desire," and he returned to Caela, "I want you in my cage. Lay in the middle of the bed, arms and legs spread."

Caela laughed as her ass was smacked and she was tossed to the bed. Her gaze lingered on the Grunt and Christy as the Grunt locked her to the wall. Seeing him return she couldn help but admire his warriors body. Lord she was already aching for him again!

"Yes Sir," she murured and quickly shifted in the bed, her arms and legs stretching and spreading toward the corners opening herself to him.

 

[da grunt]

deux

... " Yes Sir "...

The nightstand's drawer was opened and out came four leather cuffs, wool lined on the inside with D-rings conveniently attached. He kissed each wrist and each ankle as he applied the cuffs. After the cuffs were applied he released the cleats which provided the self-latching brake for the automatic rewind rope system at each corner. After the four ropes were attached he pulled the ropes taunt, not immobilizing Caela, providing her room to squirm ...

 

[Vixandra]

Keira

Having finished my duties at the bar and helping out, i was called to the library. I walked in looked around at the wall to wall shelves of books. In far corner sitting on a comfy couch, Kiera sat there reading a book and enjoying strawberries. i walked towards her......

It took me a moment to notice that Shy was in the room- I tend to get absorbed into a good book.
Her breathing tipped me off, my sensative ears finely making me turn away to look around.
"Oh, Shy! I'm sorry, was a bit absorbed in my book. What can I do for you, lovely one? Are you comfortable so far? Need anything or anyone?"

 

[caela]

Re: deux

... not immobilizing Caela, providing her room to squirm ...

She whimpered softly as the ropes were pulled taut and her arms and legs stretched to the bed corners. She could squirm but little else in her bonds and she looked up to the Grunt from blazing eyes, whimpering softly, "Please".

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

OOC: To everyone currently and previously in residence at the Chateau and the readers... HAPPY NEW YEAR to you and yours. My hopes that it will be the very best one all of you and yours have ever had. *BS


Sorry for the intrusion, but the wishes remain the same. PP

 

[da grunt]

Re: Re: deux

... "Please".

"No, I'm mean,' and he went into the bathroom, his cock now just flacid and flopping with each step he took. Once in the bathroom he peed and washed his hands and his cock. After he stalled what he felt was a reasonable time he returned to the bedroom and opened a drawer, reached in and withdrew an male ostrich feather, fully complete with the giant eye in colors of green, blue and red.

"Ticklish," he askes?

 

[caela]

Re: Re: Re: deux

"Ticklish," he askes?

Caela laughed softly at his comment about being mean. He wasn't of course, at least she didn't view him so, but he was devilishly sadistic and seemed to delight in tormenting the girls around him. Something she was very quickly coming to appreciate.

She squirmed on the bed, tugging slightly at her bonds while she waited for his return. Her eyes flashing wide when he drew a feather from the drawer and a small whimper filled her throat. Eyeing the feather she squirmed harder as if to try and slip her cuffs.

"Ticklish," he askes?

"Yes, incredibly so."

 

[da grunt]

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... "Yes, incredibly so."

A roar of laughter escaped the grunt, "I can hardly wait, but wait," he said and again disappeared into the bathroom to return with a few towels which he put together then folded in half and then slide the terrycloth under her ass. "Just in case, I don't want the mattress wet," and now he started with the feather, as a fan, directing the gentle breeze the feather created circulated the air so tenderly that Caela's petite angel hair rose electrified, and goosebumps followed the minute gusts of air. When satisfied with this taunting he laid the flat side against Caela's face, so that she may feel the feather with her cheek, an opportunity to inhale of its essence, this feather which has teased so many and each had left some essential oil of themselves ...

 

[da grunt]

Re: Re: Re: deux

OOC: Screwed up trying to edit a couple of posts back ~ its a peacock feather, not an ostrich feather ~ while I'm here ~ Happy New Year to All ~ may it be the best