The Catacombs of the China Pearl

She looks so adorable as she kneels there in her naked perfection her pale alabaster skin flawless unmarked . We both know as her eyes meet mine that it will not remain so for long. I see such desire, such dark longing in those stunning young eyes. Yet there is fear there is well a fear that she can taste. Yet she knees there in trust her delicate hands accepting the collar.

"Oui mon cher Monsieur."

Ausus' voice a soft sensual whisper. My eyes smile down into hers as she buckles the collar into place a collar that will not allow her to hide from me, a collar that will let me enjoy each moment of her pain and pleasure as Ausus' darkest desires needs and fears flash in those clear trusting eyes. At last this young beauty has completed her little task her eyes meet mine in her soft submission.

"S'il vous plaît, je suis prêt."

The words so softly spoken as if she where a virgin at her prayers. They escapes her lips, in a sublime plea their sound of echoes throughout the chamber the opening of her litany of pain and pleasure.

" Je sais ma petite"

Slowly My hand closes around the "cat" and I draw it up over her shoulder, the long sinuous tongues of leather caressing Ausus' breast caressing her till it slips free of her body. Stooping I loop the "cat" around her collared neck I draw her mouth to mine and I claim it in a violent searing kiss that demands she surrenders to it, demands that she give all that she to give and more. The kiss lingers deepens demands more till we share but a single life giving breath. Suddenly my lips part from Ausus' as I stand, the cat left round her neck. Taking the coil of hemp rope from her shoulder I breathe a soft but non the less compelling command to ma petite cher.

"Place your hands back to back behind the small of your back so I may bind you as I desire ma petite."
 
His kiss sears my brain, wiping my thoughts, making his breath my own. I really want to challenge him, want to fight, and make him mine. I am unable to think of way for this to happen, all I can do is sit here in sublime supplication.

Place your hands back to back behind the small of your back so I may bind you as I desire ma petite."

The words soft, yet a command nonetheless. I can think of nothing else than to do this one simple thing, but it takes every ounce of my concentration to do so. Leaning forward slightly I place my hands behind my back, my cold fingers grasping each other as if to do so would quell this fear, this need. It would be so much easier if he pulled my arms behind my back, forcing me to his will, but I am doing this of my own free will.

That first touch of rope to my wrist, and I know I will whimper. I don't want to be tied and yet I need it, I need it's safety. It will calm and soothe me. I know it and yet I sit here waiting-breathlessly.
 
There is a moment's hesitation as this gorgeous young creature nearly falters. I can see in her stunning eyes her soul bared to me. She wanted to be forced taken soooo much easier than surrendering ones will. Yet as my eyes hold hers captive I watch as Ausus slowly , obeys. Each movement so sensually graceful. The way her supple body leans forward almost if she where bowing in submission her head held up right her eyes shimmering with dark longing and fear. final she kneels before me her arms behind her back . her posture perfect head held high breasts thrust forward and up and the flat plain of her belly quivering as she holds the position.

"What perfection, ma petite!"

The words pass my lips as an awed whisper. I let this young beauty see my pleasure with her in my eyes. Let her feel the caress of the back of my hand on her cheek as it drops to take the coil of soft hemp rope from her shoulder. I move from Ausus' line of sight a sound less whisper in the catacombs. I let the coils of the rope slip from my fingers to cascade down her back. Slowly, sensually, seductively the rope winds around Ausus' wrist then as if it were a living serpent it entwines around her arms binding them together, drawing her shoulders back. The ends of the soft hemp rope drape around Ausus' neck slide down the sweetly scented valley between her breasts then around those firm sweetly offered charms lifting separating them as the ropes are drawn back and bound to the ring at the back of her collar.


Slowly I circle Ausus making sure each knot each turn of the rope is perfect before I speak to her. She is beauty, perfection in my eyes and I let her see it.

"Do you need more or shall we start?"
 
That first touch of rope is pure bliss and I whimper from the sensation. When I am secured, I feel free. With nowhere to hide, combined with the pride and lust in Raven's eyes have me wanting to preen.

When he asks if I am ready I spread my legs, and stretch my hands and limbs within my bonds allowing me to feel just how he has bound me. With every movement, my breasts are pulled higher and I arch my back with pride. I am wet, and excited for whatever will befall me next.

"Oui monsieur" I say this while looking up at the man in charge of me with complete honesty, with no shame clouding my eyes.
 
Such a willing little lamb those soft adoring eyes smoldering with dark desire as she wantonly spreads her legs in anticipation as she so sweetly whispers. Oui monsieur".

From the moment she took my hand in hers accepting my invitation to the catacombs the decisions have not been hers other than to accept that invitation and all the implications associated with it. Now she kneels before me in her naked perfections her eyes lifted to mine her body bound and displayed to perfection Now the moment that Ausus both longs for and fears is at hand. My fingers curl around the grip of the Cat-of-nine-tails. Slowly I draw it from around the kneeling beauty's neck. The cats long sinuous tongues glide along Ausus' flawless unblemished skin, they cascade over her shoulder down across her up thrust breast one leathery tongue clinging to her taunt rosebud nipple.

A flick of my wrist and those long sinuous leathery tongues of the cat seem to come to life, eager to caress her soft silken skin, to grace her supple curves with their firry kisses as they lick at every inch of her sweetly offered body. A smile bows my lips as I let the anticipation build, will the first strike be a soft sensual caress or will those firry tongues lick at her in a most intimate and seductive manner. I wait will she be patient or will this sweet beauty beg for what she fears, what she wants, no what she needs as much as breath its self.
 
As he moves the cat from my skin, the leather sliding both roughly and lovingly across my collar bone and breast, I await with baited breath for that first strike, my body both taught with the anticipation of it, but it doesn't come.

I look then at the man standing over me imperiously, he seems to be waiting for me. His eyes devour my body, and it seems he is even hungry for my pleading words. This angers me for some reason, and look at him defiantly.

I straighten my back, raising my magnificently roped breasts, and settling my hands comfortably into the small of my back. I give Raven one last look of defiance, before I close my eyes in protest, and wait for the strike that I know is coming.
 
What a defiant beauty her spirit strong a will to be bent, molded but never broken for her firry spirit is part of her stunning beauty. A flare of spirit as she straightens refusing to plead for what we both know she so desperately desires. Again a flick of my wrist and the cats sinuous leather tongues slither and quiver with a life of their own.

CRACK

The screech of the cat splits the air like thunder, those sinuous tongues curl so seductively around Ausus ravishing young body, licking at her nipples. Crimson stripes decorate her flawless unblemished skin as I draw back my Hand.

CRACK

Again the Cat reaches for the sweet beauty, sensually curls around her waist and holds her in its firry embrace as it licks at her venous mons.

CRACK, CRACK, CRACK

Ausus sensual dance of need and desires begings
 
The sweet singing of a flying cat, startled me out of my silent protest. That first strike, always the hardest to bear, wrung a moan from my lips. As Raven got into a rhythm with the strikes, I began to feel where the next one might land, and I moved into it, my body becoming part of the crack and retreat dance of the striking cat.

The heat from my breasts as the cat warmed them up with it's stinging kisses, warmed me slightly in the cold dungeon air. I began my retreat from the pain and the space, allowing me to feel every inch of my body, my skin where it was cold, the heat from the cat, the sting of it all and how very delicious I was feeling. This punishment, this pain, it relaxed and released me I cried out at the very wonder of it.

To look up at Raven through the cloudiness of my own sensation was to see a man alive, fixated on me, his eyes wild with lust and the excitement of the moment. He was truly a master, but not yet mine.
 
That first delightful moan that escaped those ruby lips as the cat caressed and kissed that unblemished skin. The way her supple body shamelessly, wantonly arches to the cats stinging kisses. Her head held high by the collar no place to hide no way to keep the passion the need in those smoldering eyes her secret her soul bared in those sweet eyes.

Ausus soon finds and settles into the rhythm of the cat her silken skin now adorned with a light lattice work of crisscrossed crimson stripes. A wicked grin bows my lips as suddenly I change the pace, change the intensity of her lashing. Some blows are sensual caresses light as the kiss of a butterfly's wing others the sharp firry kiss of the cat that take Ausus' breath away. This adorable stunning angle now never knowing which will fall next. a tender caress of leather or the thrill of that stinging firry kiss and the moan it drags from those sweet ripe lips.
 
I am lost now in the sensation of the cat. I can think of nothing else other than it's next touch to my skin, I am breathless with the anticipation of the next strike, I am deep inside my own pit of desire, the singing voice of the cat barely registering to me.

My body is alight with flame and feather, the light caresses bring little lights of heat and the sharper kisses of the cat are brilliant lights of pain. I moan louder now, wanting more, wanting less- craving it now.

I want so badly to beg, to cry out to him for mercy, I have been so good haven't I? But all that escapes my lips is a soft sob that mimics a moan.
 
I love how Ausus revels in the caress and kiss of the lash. Her supple young body dancing to the subtitle tune that the cat hums to her heart of hearts as she kneels bound. Bound more by her own dark desires and needs than by the simple but intricate rope lace work that adorns her. Yet I see in those smoldering eyes that can not escape my gaze that this Ravishing Miss needs more.

With a furry born of her need the Cat coils around her supple body it claws and tears at her soul with its stinging firry kisses . Each blow now driving this luscious young creature to the edge of that dark abyss that promises her such dark sinful pleasure. Time and again I driver her tittering to the edge only to deny her what she most needs. I remember her defiance and now is the time for this sweet kitten to pay the price. for she shall not have her release till she begs for it and ask quite contritely to cum.
 
I can't take any more. The sweet lick of the cat, my body is alight with the sensation of it all, I can no longer hold anything back- my control is gone. I fall over; my body wracked by sobs.

"Please Sir, please." the words tripping over themselves as they rush from my lips, the onslaught of the cat continuing. I want so much to curl into a ball, hiding in my own desire, even in this moment my pussy is drenched and leaking over my legs. I want to cum, I want more pain, I want to be filled.
 
"Please Sir, please."

Her voice so angelic her eyes so beautiful as they plead in eloquent silence for what this pour beauty so desires. Her words tripping over themselves as they rush from my lips almost as if Ausus feared if she stopped to think her pride would still her tongue. Yet even as she pleads so sweetly I continue to let the cat curl around her supple young body those light crimson stripes now a beautiful scarlet, the cats firry tongues eager licking at this young beauty's nipples and her soft rose pedal folds their claws caressing her and yet still denying Ausus what she hungers for.

"Please what my proud beauty?"

I leave her tittering once again on the edge of the abyss, I know she can just taste that sinfully delightful pleasure. My eyes hold hers captive they smile down into Ausus encouraging her to take that final step.
 
My body can take no more, and my mind retreats. I am more than the pain that tortures my body, I am part of the sting of the cat, my will extinguished, my pride gone and all I can think of is the person standing over me. My body has gone still and I no longer dance with the cat, I am breathing evenly, my pussy is leaking over my legs, my arms are relaxed and the trail of tears that had been running down my cheeks have slowed.

He has asked me once, and he shall not have to ask again, "Please Sir, allow me to cum for You."
 
"Please Sir, allow me to cum for You."

My hand stills for the first time, the cat hangs limp at my side. Those stunning eyes smoldering with desire and need look up into mine. My dark hazel eyes smile down into Ausus'. In them I let my pride in her shine, I let the vale lift so she can she that she is beautiful in my sight and that she is cherished.

Slowly I bend my knee the back of my hand caresses her flawless cheek, I brush a stray matted curl soaked with sweat from her cheek.

"Of course you may sweet girl!"

My lips brush Ausus' in a tempting fleeting kiss.

"Do you wish to cum to the kiss and caress of the cat Ma petite?"
 
"Monsieur, I will do whatever it is that you ask of me, but I would rather cum, with You" my rather forward and candid response that spills from my lips without thought, leaves me wishing I could take it back. My eyes widen for a second, and I begin to blush, before the caress of CG's hands arises the sting of my skin.

I lower my eyes to the floor, and await his decision.
 
The back of my hand caresses Ausus' cheek I bend to let my lips fleetingly brush hers in a sensual promise of What Could Be. I help the quivering bound young beauty stand clip a lead to her collar and lead her to the Pare Dieu.

I bend Ausus over the padded top of the Pare Dieu Tighten the strap over her trim waist and thread her lead to the bolt in the floor. I study the alluring young beauty bent over her firm breast dangling before her, her tight little derrière thrust high, her sweet little pussy so delightfully presented her supple body bound and so vulnerable. I let my fingers trail over the smooth unblemished skin of that sensual curve.


CRACK

Crimson stripes grace her smooth alabaster skin as the cat greedily licks at her so sweetly offered ass and pussy. I let the robe slip from my shoulders, step between her lily white thighs the velvet tip of my lust grazes the moist pink folds of Ausus' pussy a tempting sensual seduction as I wait for her to ask for what she so desperately wants.
 
I am quivering, my body covered in beautiful red welts and I am comforted by the touch of CG, when he leads me over bending me over at the waist, and restraining me. I have no will to fight back with.

My breasts dangle free and bottom and pussy are exposed for His inspection and enjoyment. I whimper when I am again kissed by the cat but do not struggle against it. When I feel his warmth at my back, and the touch of his manhood at my craving pussy, I instinctively try to move towards him. but alas, am restrained and his words reinforce the fact that I must ask for what I want.

"Please, Sir. Please let me feel you inside of me, I want it so badly."
 
She is so adorable bound still bent over the Pare Dieu her sweet tight little ass as candy cane striped delight from the firry kisses of the cat. My nostrils are filled with the heady musky fragrance of Ausus' arousal. Her supple young body quivers in anticipation and need

"Please, Sir. Please let me feel you inside of me, I want it so badly."

Such a sweet plea in her needy little girl voice. My fingers play across the smooth taunt curve of her tight little ass I let the tip of my finger trace each loving stripe.

"So my sweet Miss wants me inside her!"

The velvet tip of my cock presses to Ausus' wet hungering need even as I grip the firm cheeks of her ass spreading them to expose this young beauty's dark rose.

And which of your charms shall I take first. the tip of my thumb presses to that dark star.
 
His fingers run over my welts regardless of my quivering, and his words still me for a moment. When he places his thumb on my ass I push back at him, trying to get more than just that one finger, but I am held into place by my bonds.

Words escape me and all I can manage is a "please" as I shake the ropes that hold me in place. I want to scream for him to take me from behind and slide deeply into my ass, but I cannot put that into language right now, as I moan and my pussy drips with anticipation.
 
"My what a wanton little subie you are Miss"

I tease the bound beauty as she shamelessly tries to push back against my thumb and I that moment i know what her dark pleasure is. With a knowing smile I let the velvet tip of my lust glide teasingly along the soft pink folds Of Ausus' wet little grasping pussy my Thumbs spread the firm cheeks of her tight little ass baring her forbidden dark star to me. The tip of my cock glistens with the young beauty's own arousal as I press its velvet tip to that dark star.

Ausus sweet supple body fight the invasion even as she strains against her bounds to impale her self on my cock. My hands grip her waist as I pull her back to me impaling her on my cock. her ass pierced and claimed. Slowly as that gorgeous body relaxes I thrust my hips forward my sack slapping her wet puffy labia. SI take this stunning beauty with the force and brutality she longs for the pain and the pleasure sweeping this ravishing beauty away in a tidal wave of sensations that bring her to the edge of that dark abyss that Ausus longs for.

" So my sweet shall I t fill you with my lust violate you, claim you?"

My breath hot and moist washes across the nape of her neck my lips trace the sinus column of her spine then one more thrust and my whit hot scalding cum fills Ausus' tight little ass.

"What will you deny me my sweet?"
 
Once my ass is filled I am gone, the pain, my submission, my craving pussy, it is all too much and I gasp for air, as I loudly cum. In that moment I glad for the relative distance that the catacombs are from the Inn, knowing that my cries won't be heard. CG's cock slides in and out of me, and I can feel every inch of him.

And when he cums, filling me up, I moan with the fullness of it. The welts across my bottom sting as he rubs his hands over my bottom when he cums, and I whimper. When his warm tongue and sweet kisses slide down my spine, I struggle in my bonds, my back is so sensitive after I cum, this extra bit of contact causing me to quiver.

"What will you deny me my sweet?"

These words take my last barrier down, and I know I can deny him anything. I hang my head, and tell him.

"I can deny you nothing Sir."
 
"I can deny you nothing Sir."

Ausus' answer a gasped declaration of her darkest desires and needs. My finger tips trace the crimsons stripes that grace her firm young derrière. The dip to run seductively along the moist length of her sweet puffy folds the tip of one finger grazing Ausus' throbbing clit.

"But my sweet your darkest hungers are from sated yet."

The tone of my voice is clearly a statement of fact not a question.

"You want to have a young beauty at your mercy don't you Ausus?"

I pause only a moment before continuing.

"Invite her and we will enjoy her innocence together.... that is what you truely desire my little minx's!'
 
I am still bound, and He wants me to know that although I am going to be allowed to play with my own pet, I must still obey his command of me. I sigh softly knowing my training is not done yet.

"Sir, I give you my sister, she is as yet untrained, but she is willing and submissive, much like myself." I groan as his hands explore my welted backside, but continue, "She is knows to come down the stairs and into the room."

I stop and wait for my sister's entrance.
 
Blushing, I make my way down the stairs into the Catacombs propper, after hearing my sister's call. As I arrive, I blush even deeper as I see my sister tied up as she is, with the naked CG behind her.

"You called, sis?" I ask softly, trying to fight off my blush as I step in close to where my sister is tied up, and I lean in to kiss her lips tenderly.
 
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