The Café Chateau

Vixandra said:
"Like what you see?"

At first, I eyed the room as a Dominant alpha type. . The gleam of candlelight, and the ever so faint scent of roses made the room seem almost too romantic. It took almost a full minute for my mind to return to the soft buzz it had been enjoying before Kiera's touch, before my entrance into this place.

My eyes wandered over the flogger rack as I knelt by the table. The floggers were gorgeous but the masochist in me wondered if they would have any effect on my supra tough skin.


"Tis gorgeous, Kiera. Who ever commissioned this room knew what they were doing." A bit of a hesitation, clearing my throat, quietly. "However, one does wonder whether or not those floggers will have the desired effect upon my flesh."

I should not have worried, I suppose. Especially when I saw the light that entered Her eyes.

"Ah well, little wolf, I am sure we shall find out soon enough, hmmm?"
 
Keira

I smiled at her, at how she asked for a taste of those lovely lashes with out asking directly.

"Ah, now here's the question," I whispered as I moved behind her, nipping from one shoulder along her neck to the other. My hands slide down her sides to rest on her hips. "Should I command you to strip and kneel before me? Does some part of you crave such a thing?
"Or perhaps you prefer to taste the lash as one Domme to another, a testing of the roses and of your own skin?"

I saw blood rush to highlight her skin and gave a thumping purr in response. "I suppose the offer is of the lady or the tiger? Kneeling or standing, bound or unfettered, the choice is yours, my lovely wolven one. What do you choose?"
 
Vixandra said:
"I suppose the offer is of the lady or the tiger? Kneeling or standing, bound or unfettered, the choice is yours, my lovely wolven one. What do you choose?"

Soft purring alto, hint of steel beneath all that velvet. I did not know how to respond at first. Gods, how I wished she would have made the decision for me! Finally though, I moved a few paces away from the table. I allowed my wolf to come forward, so that she could sense my animal twining around hers. I knew my eyes had bled to gold, the room had brightened considerably. I gazed at her, throwing my shoulders back and widening my legs, so that I was positioned on the balls of my feet. My voice when it came, matched hers for huskiness.

"Take me standing, if you can, Lady. It seems far to long since we have played."

I looked down for a moment, my brain whirring with contrasting thoughts. I wanted her to just take me, not make me choose. But she had, and I had. So here we were, a wolf and a jungle cat, and I knew that before it ended I was going to be a well satiated mess.

"How do you want me?"
 
Keira

"How do you want me?"

She asked with a growl in her voice, husky and rich.

I raised an eyebrow as I walked to the rack, footsteps almost one atop the other. I made a show of picking up the flogger of White Roses in my right hand, claws sliding out from my fingertips. The grips of the floggers were such that I couldn't hurt them or myself by shifting while holding them. Foresight at its best.

I stalked back to her, half predatory and half sex in boots. "So the little wolf has choosen the tiger, so to speak."

I shook the falls of the flogger at her, catching light on the small thorns imbeded within the falls. I studied her as she stood there and tilted my head to the side. "Something tells me you won't strip of your own will and its so much more fun this way."

A sub-vocal command snapped the lock on the door with a click that rang through the room. Satisfied we would not be disturbed and she all mine, I gave a wicked grin.

Advancing on her, I swung the flogger from side to side, the falls swirling around each other in a seductive dance of white and deep green leather.

I fainted left then darted right, bringing the flogger to thwap around the curve of her lucious thigh and ass, tearing through the lace of her dress. Tatters of fabric flew away with the flogger as I moved away from her, tongue gliding across my lips at her exposed skin.
 
I watched as Kiera went from sexy human femme to killer cat on heels. Her voice, her eyes, her walk all screamed, "I will make you beg and you will fucking like it." Deep down, I knew that's what I wanted, nay needed, but damn it she was going to have to work for it.

That first electric contact. My skin almost shrieked with pleasure. I could feel myself folding inward, masochist rising quickly to the surface. To stop it, I began to move the opposite way, watching Kiera as she stalked around me. My own nails were thickening, lengthening, as well as my canines. I had to fight it back..that need to surrender or fight. I paced her and waited until *BAM* the flogger caught me unaware. My dress ripped on the opposite side and a frission of sexual pleasure started at my clit and worked it's way up.


"Come now, Lady, I know you can do better."

The taunt slipped out unbidden but I couldn't stop it. The Domme in me didn't want to and the maso in me wanted what I knew would come because of it. I circled and waited, my heart thundering, my legs weak.
 
Keira

"So you taunt me now, wolven one?" I asked her with an eyebrow raised. "Are you sure that's wise?"

As I spoke, I slid the boots from my feet, tamping my bare soles down on the smooth wood floors. I rolled my shoulders back, left hand poised on the small of the my back, right clutching the flogger.

I rolled my wrist, whipping the flogger in a circle before launching myself at her, shoulder catching her waist as I darted in low. The flogger snaked around her calves as I tried to pull her feet out from underneath her and spill her to the floor.
 
Vixandra said:
I rolled my wrist, whipping the flogger in a circle before launching myself at her, shoulder catching her waist as I darted in low. The flogger snaked around her calves as I tried to pull her feet out from underneath her and spill her to the floor.

A noise exploded out of me like *Ooommppph!* as we hit the floor, my legs tangled with the flogger, Kiera resting atop me, perched like some kind of Kitty Goddess. I watched as her eyes lost all semblance of humanity, bleeding into huntress mode, so stealthily it was almost easy to miss.

I could feel my own face giving way to the animal beneath my skin and I flipped her over, struggling to untangle my legs from the roses and thorns that surrounded my calves. My voice came in an explosive, husky growl.


"Now, now, lady o Mine, tisn't fair. One should not abuse the wolf so.."

A grin, the likes of which I had never seen, eased over her face as she rose lightly to her feet. Her eyes glittering , she proceeded to stalk forward, lashing the flogger like a cat tail. I began to back away, my heart thudding in panic until my back touched the wall. I gazed at her, fear causing moisture to coat the inner part of my thighs. She stopped, no more then 6 inches away and sniffed the air.

"I smell you, wolf."

And then, why then, the flogger blurred as she used it expertly to remove my dress from my body.
 
Keira

I backed her into a corner, or rather she backed away into a corner on her own. The whip flew with an almost blinding speed as I flung its tails at her, shredding the cloathing from her body with the delicate thorns.

Panting, I stood still fully clothed, eyes sliding happily over her lucious curves, a wicked smile curving my lips. I backed away from her back to the rack of roses and placed the whites back on thier hook.

From the rack I then removed the Flogger of Yellow Roses. "Unlike its predessesor with its wicked thorns, this Flogger of Yellow Roses is a flash of heat and lust instead of the prick of thorns."

I advanced on her again, eyes sparkling as I moved to a music I could hear thrumming though my body. I gave a flick of my wrist to whirl the falls together then lashed out her, striking her across the groin and upper thighs. Each of the dozen rose heads spread a small area of heat that receeded quickly but left a noticable effect.

"Your arousal is thick on the air," I whispered to her as I brought the flogger to bear on her body, striking breast, thigh and wherever else I could reach. "Spread your legs for me, lovely one. It would be a pity to leave the silky flesh of your inner thighs alone."
 
My body was quivering from lust and pain. In my innermost heart, I could feel shame too. Shame for not being able to accept this gracefully, to let her give me what my body needed. Tears began slowly gliding down my cheeks. Taking a deep breath, I shook away the tears. My body responded like a flower to rain, opening and pooling moisture down my legs. Sweat rose on my skin from the touch of the flogger. Heaven and Hell, I was trapped there.

Vixandra said:
"Your arousal is thick on the air," I whispered to her as I brought the flogger to bear on her body, striking breast, thigh and wherever else I could reach. "Spread your legs for me, lovely one. It would be a pity to leave the silky flesh of your inner thighs alone."

My legs opened of their own accord. Breath caught high in my throat as I waited for the heat and pleasure the tips would bring. That first kiss of pressure, flash flood of pain/wanting/need/heat, I moaned. Couldn't stop it. I heard a voice, was that me? Whisper, husky, soft.

"Yes, please. More, please."
 
Luna_Wolf72 said:
My legs opened of their own accord. Breath caught high in my throat as I waited for the heat and pleasure the tips would bring. That first kiss of pressure, flash flood of pain/wanting/need/heat, I moaned. Couldn't stop it. I heard a voice, was that me? Whisper, husky, soft.

"Yes, please. More, please."

I watched her struggle, knew what ran through her brain. It drew me to her, the fire of her mind and spirit. More then anything her body could have done, it was that fire that brought me to her time and again like a moth to flame.

"Always glad to oblige," I said with a husky laugh as I held my hand out to her. She trembled as she took it and I drew her away from the wall, moving around behind her, running the falls gently down her back over the rise of her buttocks. A flick of the wrist brought the roses up to kiss the bottom of her butt. I ran my left hand up from the small of her back to her shoulders, nails then pushed her forward until she leaned over a bench, hands planted on the padded rail.

I picked up a second flogger, saying, "This is the Red Rose Flogger, and it will bring its name sake to the surface of your skin."

A sharp arch brought the red rose heads to her buttocks, sharp and heavy. Nothing magical or truely special about the flogger itself other then the weight of the heads and the intent behind it. I hit a rhythm alternating between the Yellow and Red Rose Floggers, the heads whirling around me.

Utter joy in her submission, in what we shared thrilled through me.
 
Lynnette

Her voice, low husky contralto, eased me down into space faster then the floggers or the fighting had. Her hand, dear Gods, her hand..soft and firm pushing me forward until I assumed that position I should have been in from the start. My hands gripped the rail, nails long and curving, my ass upraised for her.

the cat said:
I picked up a second flogger, saying, "This is the Red Rose Flogger, and it will bring its name sake to the surface of your skin."

Those words sent a spasm of delight through the core of me. Then that first hit, almost flat and heavy, sent me down into warm darkness. I focused on the different sounds and weights, my body thrumming. Almost without thought, I leaned into each stroke, falling further into the dark spell of flesh and flogger. Words and pleas, trembled unspoken in my mouth. Not that it mattered, I knew she heard them, anyway
 
Keira

Words tumbled from between her lips, a cascade that meant she was inthralled with my work. Always nice to be appreciated.

Left and right, left and right, yellow and red, yellow and red, the floggers struck her skin, bringing a rose red blush to it.

Without warning I stopped, throwing the floggers to the floor on either side of her, making her jump. My eyes swirled from deep blue to a sea-foam green as my panther roared through me, making me curl against her heated back.

I reached my clawed hands around to cup her breasts, breathing harshly onto her neck, my own arousal mixing with hers. To see, to feel the heat of her body, fresh from what i had done to it... the stuff of dreams and fantasy.

"Has my wolven one been good whilst she has been gone from me," I asked in a tone that was half growl, half purr. I gently raked my claws over her breasts, capturing her nipples between the pads of my fingertips. Pinching, I continued. "I have missed this, and I know that you have. But answer me, have you been good?"
 
The rhythm dropped me into space, heat suffusing my body, brain on automatic pilot. When the floggers clattered to the floor, I jerked. My brain tried to catch up
with the fact that it was over..and then I felt her...her heat, her body curled around mine. Hands (though not really hands) caressed my breasts, claw tips and soft pads making me yearn for closer contact.

Her voice made concentration oh so very hard. I wanted to melt into a puddle by her feet. If not for her body wrapped tightly around my own. I might have done just that


Vixandra said:
"Has my wolven one been good whilst she has been gone from me," I asked in a tone that was half growl, half purr. I gently raked my claws over her breasts, capturing her nipples between the pads of my fingertips. Pinching, I continued. "I have missed this, and I know that you have. But answer me, have you been good?"

My voice trembled between desire and heat. In one respect I so wanted to turn on her, to take her, putting her in the same spot she so willingly placed me. I wanted her to cry from needing my tongue, my body, me. On the other hand, I knew she wanted me already and all I had to do was give into that aspect of myself that no-one else ever got to see.

"I tried to be good. Sometimes, that goodness is a hard thing to continue. However, for you, I will say that I have never been bad. What would be the point? You can turn me into a pile of mush just by looking at me properly. Who else can say the same. Now pleae, love, end this pain. I have been waiting so long for you..."
 
Keira

"Never been bad?" I asked her, a chuckle in my voice. Arousal and my native accent colored my speech as I rubbed my body against hers, glorying in the feel of her flogger-struck ass and thighs against my groin, the arch of her back against my breasts. "You seek an ending? Oh, no no no, my dear one. This is mearly another begining in a series of such things, as is all life. A most delicious turn, but a turn none-the-less."

I purred against her, inhaling the scent of her skin and of her beast that ran right beneath the surface of her skin, nearly touchable.

Pulling back, I pulled her hips further away from the bench, leaving her hands where they were. "Spread your legs wide, wider, Lynette, I wish to see the muscles in your thighs quiver as you hold your possition."

Watching her comply, grace and fire in each line of her body made me smile in contentment of the moment. I ran a hand over her back to her shoulder as I reached for the final flogger, this one with deep purple roses adorning its tips.

Reversing the gesture, I raked my nails down her back, bringing faint marks to her skin as I cured my hand over back. Down past the dip in her spine to the top of her buttocks and lower to caress her lips, making her gasp. Raising an eyebrow, I explored further, slipping my fingers around her clit and rolling it back and forth between them until she was nearly frenzied beneth my touch.

And then, when a touch more would have brought her, I pulled back, leaving her near that golden edge, panting.
As she slipped down a notch, without warning, I brought the flogger to bare, the rose tips catching her outter lips and a single one striking her clit.
Heat and lust would spread from each head, an Onoborous snake of desires, feeding off of mine, into her and back again as long as I held the Flogger of Purple Roses and struck her with them.
 
I felt like an opened sack of nerves. Every touch was torturous bliss, her voice, purrs, hands..all conspired to send me slowly and irrevocably out of my mind. My wolf rode just beneath the skin, revelling in her scent, her touch, her body. I wanted the pleasure to build and build, lasting an eternity.

The position she moved me into, caused minute spasms in my muscles. I could feel quivers which traveled outward from my clit. Her fingertips drove me mad, the sensation of sure touches, rolling me, controlling me. I thought the end was near. And then, she stopped, leaving me a wracked mess of flesh. I slowed my breathing, struggling to ride the edge for as long as possible.


Vixandra said:
As she slipped down a notch, without warning, I brought the flogger to bare, the rose tips catching her outter lips and a single one striking her clit. Heat and lust would spread from each head, an Onoborous snake of desires, feeding off of mine, into her and back again as long as I held the Flogger of Purple Roses and struck her with them.

Panicked pleasure and pain roiled through me, centering on my clit and outer lips. The wolf came fully to the fore, claws elongating my hands, colours brightening as my eyes widened and lightened. Sensation upon pain upon pleasure..over and over. My body cried out for fulfillment and I had to stop myself from shredding the bench where my hands rested.

"Please Kiera, have mercy."
 
Vixandra said:
Kikyo blushed, the skin of her cheeks coloring with it. "Thank you, I'll pass your praise along to Keira-sama when she returns from her morning run. She's out with a kajiru, a male Gor sub we managed to pick up somehow. I named him Kaori."

The wolf master smiled at the AI's almost childish pleasure in being allowed to name someone as Kikyo gave him a general status update.
"Grunt's awake and moving once more, Tink's no where to be seen. Keira had invited a sub gal in but she's seemed to lapse between the phase time threads at the moment so not sure where she is. I've been updating and learning at what Keira-sama calls a 'dramatic rate.' And the wolves are doing well, the alpha female expecting pups in a few months."


He listened carefully as she detailed what had been going on while he was gone.
Sipping his coffee occaisionally, but not inturrupting.
His nose and ears told him people were coming in and leaving the bar..And told him who. So he gave her the full attention of his eyes.
When she had concluded she gave him a friendly smile, which he returned.
"Thank you dear, I'm going to go get cleaned up and see what kind of havoc the spiders have wreaked in my library... "
He rose and regarded himself rather sardonicly.... Gave her a raised eyebrow.
*sigh* "This may take a bit longer than I thought. So, please extend my greetings to your mistress. I know you will have already notified her I am here."
She rose also and gave him an abbreviated bow. "Indeed. Should I send one of the collared girls to scrub your back?"
He gave the pleasant thought a moment, and then his smile faded.
"No. Thank you, but no. I think I'll be going out to the Forrest for a bit. My house out there tends to get a little...............strange, when I'm gone for too long."

With that, he returned her short bow, picked up his coffee cup, and strode out the doors.
 
Keira

"Please Keira, have mercy."

Those word stopped me, made me pull the next volly of flogging strikes with a gasp of breath. "You wish mercy," I asked, voice smooth as silk and steele. "I have never heard you ask for such a thing."

I stepped back from her, panting from the exertion and lust. Head tilted to one side I studied the woman before me, wondering what it was she truely wanted. Was mercy her true goal or merely a change of pace.

Never know unless you ask.

"So, my wolven one, what is it you really want? A cessassion of this sensation or is it truely my mercy you entreat?"
 
Keira

At her continued silence, I raised an eyebrow, then shrugged. If she did not wish to state her desires, then I would lead the both of us onward along a path of my choosing.

I walked up beside her and sat down on the bench, pulling her hands away to hold them in my own. The feel of her vibrating against my palms was entoxicating, the sight of those eyes enchanting.

"Since you wish to be silent, I will not force words from between those lips," I whispered as I leaned forward to kiss her deeply. Drawing back, I smiled at her. "Other taskings will those lips be used for, I imagine, don't you agree?"
 
Vixandra said:
At her continued silence, I raised an eyebrow, then shrugged. If she did not wish to state her desires, then I would lead the both of us onward along a path of my choosing.

I walked up beside her and sat down on the bench, pulling her hands away to hold them in my own. The feel of her vibrating against my palms was entoxicating, the sight of those eyes enchanting.

"Since you wish to be silent, I will not force words from between those lips," I whispered as I leaned forward to kiss her deeply. Drawing back, I smiled at her. "Other taskings will those lips be used for, I imagine, don't you agree?"


For a moment, I was lost. I wasn't sure just what she meant. Then it hit me..she had been waiting for me to respond to her earlier query concerning mercy. I gave a slight shake, dragging myself away from the warm darkness of maso haven and tried to force some kind of reasonable answer to both statements..from a mouth that was a dry and dusty as a long forgotten desert.

"It is mercy I need, love. It has been far too long and you keep me riding an edge that I can not stay on. I keep waiting for some release...and yet you tease me."

She gave a little laugh, which sent slow shivers over my heated flesh.

"Yes, I want whatever tasks you set forth..I would like to use my mouth any where you deem good...just please, let me have some sort of finish."

My voice cracked from need and exertion. She was driving me crazy: her voice, her hands, her shape, her scent. I wanted to bathe in her; have her above me, beneath me..with me..raking her claws over my flesh. I just wanted her and the release she kept away from me.

"Please, my Cat...I need you.."
 
Keira

"Please, my cat, I need you."

Those words whispered through my body, touching something deep inside, making me sigh as I shuddered.

"There is something about you," I whispered over our heavy breething as I sank to my knees in front of her, running a claw through the lacings of my corset (I keep spares on principal alone). I knelt before her, shrugging out of the bindings of the corset top, my skin lined from the boning. "That brings out facets of myself I rarely see. That I miss while you are gone almost as much as I miss you."

I reached out to grab her face in my own and kissed the tears from her cheeks, kissed her forehead, over those lovely cheekbones and finely her full lips, pressing my body against hers in that final kiss. I shivered, deepening the kiss, breast against breast, heart to heart, mouth to mouth.
 
Keira

Its been almost two years, I mused, stepping back into the Chateau.

The place had been closed down for quite some time, with only grounds keeping staff and the house AI robots running around keeping things maintained.

I stepped into the foyer, blue eyes glowing with the joy of home coming. I'd been around the world lately on various cases, some of them as Keira, BDSM "Kitty Queen" as Lynette had dubbed me, and others as a nameless assassin.

A snap of my fingers brought the lights to full power as I raised my voice. "Kikyo, I'm home! Initiate all systems and put out the welcome sign. We're open once more!"




*Thank you @}-}rebecca---- for putting this in the X Files and reminding me it existed.:rose:
 
Lynnette

An eternity, an eon, has passed since the last time she had allowed herself to drift in time. There had been so much life out there, out in the real world. So many things to do, people to play with, places to go, see, explore. But finally, after forever, she has decided to return home, to the Chateau. After all, maybe someone is around who would like to reminisce.

Lynnette pulls into the garage and grabs her bags from the backseat.

"Let's see whether or not someone is in residence."

(Do you know I sat down and re-read this entire thread?? Thanks Becca babe for finding it...)
 
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