The Catacombs of the China Pearl

[cgraven]

I smile as I set sweet Zy down her stunning eyes wide as she takes in her surroundings for the first time. Her little gasp the way her taunt nipples strain at the material of her blouse. My fingers entwine in her silken tresses as I draw her mouth to mine in a savage and demanding kiss. That kiss deepens demanding everything from Zy and more. It lingers till we share a single live giving breathe. Till there is no past, no future, just here and now and that one savage demanding kiss. The weight of my body presses Zy back against the cold embrace of the catacombs stone walls, trapping the lithe young beauty with none to rescue her from a fate as yet unknown.

“I fear sweet Zy you’ll find no gentlemen her my sweet.”

A wicked smile bows my lips.

 

[zydrate]

With a hard intake of breath, she sees the look in his eyes. So primal and demanding. A look she's never seen in anyone before.

She feels him pressing against her and it only makes her wonder of what is to come. But before she can wonder anymore, he speaks of fear. A fear she is willing to take head on. The smile on his face confirms it and she knows full what she's gotten herself into and she can't wait for the taste of what he has to offer.

Raising her arms up against the, she speaks in a whisper, "I'm here for the taking."

 

[cgraven]

"I'm here for the taking."
“Such a pleasing young Miss.”

My lips brush Zy’s as I speak I let her dark raven tresses drip from my fingers as My hands slide up her raised arms. The cold embrace of iron encircles her delicate wrists and hold them bound in their cold unyielding embrace. With her hands bound high above her head I lead Zy to the center of the Catacombs I let my hands slide down her bound arms the sensual curve of her torso, the firm curve of her tight little derrière down her long sculptured legs to slip her shoes and socks from her feet. Trim little ankles bound in iron to a spreader bar. Slowly I stand my dark hazel eyes meet Zy’s stunning soft doe eyes. I step from her line of sight. The rasping click of a lever, the harsh metallic rasp of chain as Zy’s lithe young body is stretched I watch as she is drawn tight as a bow string standing on her tip toes. The click of the lever and the room is silent.

Zy stands in a little island of light. There is a deathly silence as she is alone in her little golden island of flickering light the dark and unknown of the catacombs pressing in on the young beauty.

 

[zydrate]

She tries to give CG another kiss when his lips touch hers. Soon, all changes for the better.

The cold air of the catacombs sending goosebumps along her flesh. With her hands chained above her head, she gasps when she feels herself being stretched to what feels like no end. She does a good job of not crying out as she feels her chest sticking out and her body taunt.

Her breathing steadies as she waits for what's to come next, though she's sure he can hear her heart beating loudly beneath her breast...

 

[cgraven]

Those soft brown eyes wide with a mixture of fear and anticipation. The gorgeous lithe young body Stretched so tight, the forced posture thrusting Zy firm young breasts up and out as if in silent offering for my pleasure. The sharp snap, the glint of the flickering golden light dancing on the keen edge of the knife. I see Zy life force throbbing madly as the cold steel touches the warm flesh of her throat.

“No let’s get you out of those clothes my sweet.”

Slowly the cold steel traces the sensual curve of her neck to slip beneath her almost transparent black top. The soft sensual rasp of that flimsy material as it parts beneath the keen edge of the knife the cool air of the catacombs caresses Zy’s breast and taunt rosebud nipples as the tattered remains of her blouse flutters to the stone floor to pool around her delicate ankles.

 

[zydrate]

As the material literally disappears from her body, she can't help but moan softly...it's a soft moan filled with both desperation and need.

She can't help but toss her head back and close her eyes. The very idea of being taken in this manner is almost too much and she wants to scream her frustrations out but decides not to utter one word. Already she can feel the heat between her legs rising more and more. The flush of her skin rises from her breasts to her cheeks.

 

[cgraven]

“Such an adorable shade of Pink ZY”

My voice hard cold almost detached as I study her bound and chained body now stripped to the waist. The adorable little beauty’s firm young breasts thrust out and up. Her taunt, pale pink, rose bud nipples crown puffy dusky pink areolas. The tip of the knife cold and unyielding teases those perfect taunt buds.

“Shall we see what these jeans are hiding my sweet?”

The cold kiss of steel at ZY’s trim little ankle the rasping parting of the fabric as I cut open the seam of her jeans. A mere scrap of material holds them in place at her trim little waist. Again the rasping whisper of parting fabric as the other leg seam is cut open. I step closer to the bound beauty the stray wisps of hair at the nape of her neck dance in my hot moist breath. I grab the waist of Zy’s jeans and yank her body drawn to mine her arms on fire with the strain and then the last of the fabric parts as I toss away the remains of her jeans and leave her standing in noting but a little scrape of lace to offer any sense of modesty to my little bound angel.

 

[zydrate]

Her filmsy lace thong is all that remains. The echos from her small cries and moans echo throughout the catacombs, vibrating off the walls and carrying down toward where they came.

Almost like a sweet bird singing a song, Zy's little trembles and cries are from what is yet to come, knowing full well CG will not disappoint. She looks up him, her eyes meeting his, almost telling him to keep going and not to stop his sweet torture of her.

 

[cgraven]

Soft eyes search my cold eyes her supple body strains against the bounds that hold her. Yet does she strain to escape or to embrace the pain and the dark pleasure the catacombs offer. Fingers entangle curly in darken tresses lips crush to hers in a savage kiss as I take what I desire from the bound beauty My body presses to hers the cold kiss of the steel slides the quivering plain of Zy’s abdomen a quick flick of the wrist and the thong parts the cold steel caresses warm sensual flesh. Another quick flick of the wrist and the thong is a useless scrap of lace that I toss aside as I step back from my fallen angel. Finally my lips part from hers leaving her breathless and naked before me her body displayed for my pleasure.

“ I think jewels for you my sweet.”

Reaching in to my pocket I draw out a slender golden chain. From the delicate chain two little dragons hang. They twirl in the flickering torch light their little mouth full of serpent sharp teeth. My head bends the tip of my tongue lazily circles Zy’s dusky pink areola. My teeth nip at her pale pink rose bud nipple I grip the tender bud between my teeth and in hale deeply drawing a cool steady stream of air of the moist feverish bud. I feel that delicate bud growing swelling under my wicked ministrations and when it throbs with the young beauty’s growing arousal the sharp toothed little dragon bites into Zy’s nipple. I slowly tighten it till a single perfect tear trickles down her flawless cheek. My head bends to her neglected nipple as I prepare it for the kiss of the dragon.

 

[cgraven]

Down below the little Inn that sets high on the bluff just below the China Point light there are lye the catacombs of an ancient fortress forgotten by time. In thoughts wondering corridors, the cool breath of time gone by caresses the cheek of those that dare to enter. This is a place where darker pleasure are enjoyed where the caress of leather it’s stinging kiss call to dark lust. Where the rack and St Andrew’s “X” bring gasped sighs of anticipated pleasure. All that is most feared and secretly desired awaits those that dare embrace its dark seduction.


The cold caress of iron awaits the naughty little schoolgirl as she comes to pay for her scandalous behavior.

 

[DarkEmpress]

I find myself standing amongst these hallowed walls once again, and I can't help the memories that blaze through my mind of my last visit.

I come to a standstill in the middle of the room, my eyes dropped to the floor, my posture tall and proud. What lesson do you wish to teach me today, Head Master? I ask reverently. My flesh ready to be the canvas on which he etches his teachings.

 

[cgraven]

You may choose…….. My hand sweeps over the chamber and all that it holds that both enkindle fears and the darkest of desires.

The device that you will be tested on my naughty young Miss.


A slow smile bows my lips.

Now we would not want you to ruin your school uniform now would we Miss?


there is a dark glow in the depths of me eyes as I sternly whisper

Remove it Miss!

 

[DarkEmpress]

I lift my eyes and stare into those eyes that have tinged a shade darker. CG enjoys dipping into darker desires and this is one of the few places where he lets himself roam freely... I enjoy seeing him like this.

Obeying his command, my eyes sweep the room, taking a poised moment at each apparatus to weigh up its value before my eyes find the St' Andrew's cross. Taking a breath, I nod in its direction before saying, That one.

No Sir, I wouldn't want to ruin my school uniform, I say in a mock schoolgirl voice, a smile tugging at my lips as his eyes darken.

My fingers go to work at untying the tie around my neck ... and then I change my mind ... leaving it there. Pushing it to the side, I slowly unbutton my shirt, giving him little tempting glimpses of the flesh beneath before I shrug out of it ... letting the crisp white cotton material slide down my arms and fall to the floor.

Lifting my arms, I turn around and bend over, undoing my shoes and sliding the socks down my calves, across my ankles and over my toes ... hoping that his eyes will savour what it finds. My bare feet touch the cold stone floor and I slowly look back at him from my bent position, before I arch my back and stretch my form ... my hands undoing the zipper on my hip ... the skirt slowly slides down my legs in a whimsical flutter of material before it joins my blouse on the floor.

I turn, facing my tormentor ... my lover ... my body bared ... my eyes lowered ... my heart thumping in my chest ... the only piece of clothing left is a tie adorning my neck.

 

[cgraven]

No Sir, I wouldn't want to ruin my school uniform…

Dee cooed in a sensual little school girl voice. I watched as this seductive young creature fingers slowly almost shyly go to work at untying the tie around her slender neck ... A little smile bows Dee’s lips….she pauses, ... leaving her school tie there. Pushing it to the side. Her fingers trail leisurely slide down to the top button of her prim and proper little white blouse.. It never ceases to amaze me how this gorgeous young creature can make the simple act of removing her clothing into a seductive little show that she knows will enflame my darkest passions. How she mixes a natural shyness with a bold flare of dark passion, innocence and wanton desire. The come hither look in those cool blue eyes as Dee bends over, undoing her shoes and her hands sensually caressing her legs as she slides her socks down her calves, across my ankles and pulling them free of her toes. The coquettish smile that bow her lips as she gives her skirt a little swish showing she wears nothing beneath it.

Dee turns to face me…her smoldering blue eyes demurely lowered ... her heart thumping in her chest .…… her life force pulsing madly just beneath her silken skin at the hollow of her throat…….. the only piece of clothing left is her school tie hanging between her heaving breasts.

The cross “X” waits to embrace you my naughty Miss. Shall it be the crop… or the rattan cane?”



My hands are sweaty as my dark passion grows eager to bind Dee once more. Eager for her submission again.

 

[DarkEmpress]

I weigh up the options, knowing that the slender rattan cane will probably sting allot more than the crop will. For a moment I ponder, just how dark I am willing to let my needs take me...

Rattan cane, I say haltingly as I spread my hands and smooth them across my thighs in a nervous gesture.

 

[cgraven]

Again I see the fire of dark desire in Dee’s eyes mingled with the fear of being bound and helpless al ready the sweet musky fragrance of her arousal fills my nostrils as she so demurely whispers

” Rattan cane,


Her voice a husky halting whisper of desire as she spread her hands and smooth them across her lily white thighs in an adorable little nervous gesture.

“ Very well Dee …”

I let her see that I am pleased with her choice. My lips brush hers in a teasing fleeting kiss.

“ Now my naughty little Miss take your position on the “X” cross.”

 

[DarkEmpress]

The look in his eyes keep me captive, something dark and ominious rippling in their depths. He steps up to me, his lips brushing mine ... I stop breathing for a second. I don't think he realises what he does to me...

I nod at his command, my eyes finding the St' Andrew's cross ... that little voice screaming at me to stop in the back of my mind. I step up to it, turning to face CG before I spread my arms and legs, leaning in against its cold, unyielding surface ... my soul quivering at the control I relinquish to him.

 

[cgraven]

Fear, excitement, dark desire flash in the depth of Dee’s stunning azure eyes. As she slowly places her back to the “X” cross and stretches her arms and legs awaiting its embrace.

“ You please me Miss…………even though you have been a very naughty young lady!”

A slow roughish grin bows my lips as I step to Dee. I press my body to hers the coarse fabric of my shirt grating across her taunt excited nipples as I tightly buckle the leather cuff around her right wrist. A fleeting kiss then her left wrist is imprisoned. Slowly I kiss nibble and lick my way down the sensual curves of her Gorgeous young body. I pay particular attention to all those secret little spots that so excite my dark beauty. My hot moist breath washes over her sweet shimmering pussy. Yet Those teasing tempting little kisses bits and seductive tonguing skip by my dark lady’s heated desire flows down her statuesque legs to bind her trim little ankles in place. How magnificent she looks her body stretched tight and spread Eagled awaiting my pleasure and her punishment.


“Are you ready Miss?”

 

[DarkEmpress]

I can't help but give him a grin at being called a naughty young lady.

He steps up against me again and my smile vanishes. The warmth that radiates from him, the scent of him ... his touch. I don't even notice, until my wrist is secured and bound, completely blindsiding my anxiety.

He distracts me again, his lips touching mine fleetingly ... and before I know it, my left wrist is tied in place.

His lips and hands meander down my body, smoothing across the plains of me and I lean back against the cross, relaxing ... soaking up the touch of him. He pauses at my kitten, teasing her with a breath ... a promise ... before he leaves her craving his touch.

My ankles are secured tightly and I find myself strung up, helpless ... completely at his mercy.

“Are you ready Miss?”

I take a deep breath before I whisper ... "Yes"

 

[cgraven]

I smile as Dee whispers softly

Yes

I take a step back and pick of the Rattan Cane. I flex the supple cane in my hands It bows sensually. I my wrist a quick flick and watch as the supple cane slices through the air and then like a pistol shot cracks against my boot. Slowly I draw it up the inside of Dee ‘s leg. My eyes fold hers as it nestles between the moist folds of her soft downy Kitten each ridge caressing her clit.

Up over the smooth flat plane of her quivering belly between the sweet valley of her heaving breasts, across her excited and engorged nipples. A flex of my writs and the cane’s sringing kiss enkindles a fir in Dee’s abused breasts and nipples..

 

[DarkEmpress]

I watch as CG takes a step back. He tests the cane, bending it sensually to his will before he lets it slice through the air with an ominous ‘whoosh’ sound, landing with a deafening crack against his boot.

My eyes are wide, my pulse thrumming in my veins as I doubt the wisdom of my decision.

The cane finds my leg and I can feel my tormentor slowly sliding up, CG’s dark eyes holding mine captive. The naked truth reflects in the mirrors of my soul for his eyes only as the cane makes contact with the most intimate part of me ... my eyes fluttering shut as a soft moan hums on my lips.

The cane continues its path, rising higher to smooth across the soft mounds of flesh that are heaving with every breath I take. With one flick, CG marks them as his. A sharp gasp escapes my lips and tears glisten in my eyes as my body tenses ... waiting for his next move.

 

[cgraven]

A sharp gasp escapes her soft lips and tears glisten in Dee’s eyes as her body tenses ... waiting for my next move. How adorable she looks with those sweet rip lips “O”ed as Dee savors the intensity of what she so darkly desires.

“ My what a naughty young beauty you are my dear! “

I lift her chin with the Rattan cane. My lips brush hers in a teasingly seductive kiss.

“ Have you forgotten so soon my dear? When you receive what you so richly desire one says Thank You. Then must ask so sweetly for more by whispering her desire.
May I have another Sir.”

Another tempting kiss. My lips slide from hers.

“Shall we try again my naughty young Miss.”

I watch Dee’s heaving bosom her little school tie caressing one nipple with each breath she takes. Whoosh………. Crackthe cane catches both of Dee’s nipples.

 

[DarkEmpress]

He lifts my chin and presses a teasing kiss to my lips that redirects my attention away.

I listen to his reprimand that truly makes me feel like a naughty schoolgirl. He presses another kiss to my lips, almost like an encouragement. Mischief glints in the blue depths of my eyes as I consider living up to the title of a ‘naughty young Miss’ ... wondering how wise it would be to antagonise CG.

Another flick of his wrist and the cane burns across my skin ... my body jolting in response. No matter how hard I try, I can’t help the sharp intake of breath, my body twisting it into desire that heats my body.

Clamping my lips shut, I refuse to say a word ... staring at him defiantly ... naughtily. It was on the tip of my tongue to say ‘make me’, but being disrespectful to CG, is something I will not do.

 

[cgraven]

“ So you are an unrepentant Miss are you? “

My voice low dark and as rich as honey. My eyes hold hers as I lay the rattan cane aside, knowing how she desires it caress and firry kiss. I bring a vibrator to Dee’s soft moist lips the tip just barely touching her clit. A flip of a switch. A low seductive hum, as it comes to life. It presses close enough to enflame desire , yet far enough away to deny fulfillment. There is no need for words . If my naughty Miss desires her dark pleasure she knows what she must do. In the meantime I will enjoy her seductive torment.


"All you have to do is ask for what you desire Miss."

 

[DarkEmpress]

‘So, so evil,’ I think, as I squirm in my punishment. My breathing increases perceptibly and I look away from those piercing dark eyes before he breaks me down into a pleading puddle, begging for the cane.

My kitten convulses, wanting more and yet being denied. CG is a patient man and I can feel my resolve dissolve like the morning dew as my body screams for more. I twist and squirm in my bounds, balling my hands into fists, trying as hard as I can to fight it ... but I can’t.

“Okay,” I breathe, as my eyes snap to his, their depths tinged a shade darker by an overwhelming need that is eating away at my sanity. I fiercely hold back on a flash of genuine defiance ... he knows how much I hate being pushed up into a corner with no escape.

Swallowing my pride, I drop my gaze to the floor and whisper. “Thank you Master...” taking a breath, before I continue “...may I please have another one.”