The Catacombs of the China Pearl
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Luna_Wolf72
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A kitty twin~face covered, body racked, spread, open. A sailor~devious, just this side of dirty and a Wolfling. Heh, what music the three of us will make. Golden brown eyes flick to his, nodding just once before I extend one small hand to trace eagle father tip over pale, juicy flesh.
She is writhing and I can hear her faint gasps. Her striving for control. I had warned her. I know I did. Feather trails lower, teasing belly flesh before dipping lower, hitting a swollen clitoris. Looping. Looping. Slowly. Slowly.
Switching the feather to my left hand, I begin to trace flesh with the sharp pointy flechette. Shiny. Sharp. Not sure if I should use it there...oh why not? Feather goes in mouth while left hand spreads juicy lips apart and sharp pointy circles pretty kitty clit. Once and again.
Fun.
I move back and wait to see just what the sailor will do next.
She is writhing and I can hear her faint gasps. Her striving for control. I had warned her. I know I did. Feather trails lower, teasing belly flesh before dipping lower, hitting a swollen clitoris. Looping. Looping. Slowly. Slowly.
Switching the feather to my left hand, I begin to trace flesh with the sharp pointy flechette. Shiny. Sharp. Not sure if I should use it there...oh why not? Feather goes in mouth while left hand spreads juicy lips apart and sharp pointy circles pretty kitty clit. Once and again.
Fun.
I move back and wait to see just what the sailor will do next.
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antica - pation..
It would be her undoing and her bliss... all of this would be. What would come in the blackest black and most illuminated parts of her mind. What would be perceived in the deadpan amplification of her three remaining senses.....
-a twitch-.... its soft..... -a sigh- soft soft zippering across her skin.... sweeping goosebumps in to piles.... she felt her skin much like sand.. a canvas for drawn desires... and a printed wake of sensation... to her... every touch lingers... throbs... draws skin tight.... tight little buds.. tightly curled toes... not a ostrich feather... not a blue bird... bigger.. turkey... eagle... fuck who cares... the tingling trails... and slow decent.... lower.. lower... and her hips bucked to twirling circles around her clit.. that little nub of screams... -soft moans and licked lips-..
breath... she stopped.. eternity in waiting.... she jumped... her sex spread and colors exploded with sharp touches to sooo sensitive nerves.... expletives poured from her mouth... as her bucked everything but her sex...
'oh stop it.. it was only twice' 'twice.. your fucking kidding... that kind of sharp ripples and you fucking know it...... christfuckme'
It would be her undoing and her bliss... all of this would be. What would come in the blackest black and most illuminated parts of her mind. What would be perceived in the deadpan amplification of her three remaining senses.....
-a twitch-.... its soft..... -a sigh- soft soft zippering across her skin.... sweeping goosebumps in to piles.... she felt her skin much like sand.. a canvas for drawn desires... and a printed wake of sensation... to her... every touch lingers... throbs... draws skin tight.... tight little buds.. tightly curled toes... not a ostrich feather... not a blue bird... bigger.. turkey... eagle... fuck who cares... the tingling trails... and slow decent.... lower.. lower... and her hips bucked to twirling circles around her clit.. that little nub of screams... -soft moans and licked lips-..
breath... she stopped.. eternity in waiting.... she jumped... her sex spread and colors exploded with sharp touches to sooo sensitive nerves.... expletives poured from her mouth... as her bucked everything but her sex...
'oh stop it.. it was only twice' 'twice.. your fucking kidding... that kind of sharp ripples and you fucking know it...... christfuckme'
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Nostrils flare as the bound beauty lays in her world of muted darkness left only with her anticipation of what is to come………………….. A sweet gasp as the feather caresses fevered flesh………. A wicked smile bows my lips the pungent scent of sulfur filling the raven haired beauty’s nostrils. I watch the flame flicker and dance to life, its heated caress warming the little brass bowl………………The bowl tips and the rich warm oil kisses the young beauty’s perfect peaked rosebud nipple………….Drop by drop it spreads a searing warm across that delicious bud and down over the seductive curve of her breast…….. I anoint Nina’s neglected nipple……………savor her gasp………….the warm oil slides down the flat quivering plane of her abdomen to poll in her naval.
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The Sailor and hot oil...dripping...leaving trails of slick shiny over perfectly pale flesh. Sweet. Her body is all awash, aflame. Needy greedy girl. Always wants the next bit and the next bit and the next. Two of us...working on her. Slowly. I am sure she is losing her mind. So how can I add to the heat?
No ice. Not for her. And no more sharp things, not yet. What's left? Mouth, teeth, tongue? What would she like? A grin then, for the Sailor. I know. Small hand slips down, over heat and slickness, past the flatness of pretty belly and lands...on her clitoris.
What to do?
Thumb nail plays with wetness, dragging along slit before coming up to flick pretty kitty on her inner pinkness. The button that screams..."Stroke me..." so I do...but never at the same speed, never at the same intensity. Nail flicks from fast to slow...from circles to straight up and down...anything to keep her on edge.
Other hand removes feather from mouth and...slips over oiled flesh...following the trails left behind. I giggle....
No ice. Not for her. And no more sharp things, not yet. What's left? Mouth, teeth, tongue? What would she like? A grin then, for the Sailor. I know. Small hand slips down, over heat and slickness, past the flatness of pretty belly and lands...on her clitoris.
What to do?
Thumb nail plays with wetness, dragging along slit before coming up to flick pretty kitty on her inner pinkness. The button that screams..."Stroke me..." so I do...but never at the same speed, never at the same intensity. Nail flicks from fast to slow...from circles to straight up and down...anything to keep her on edge.
Other hand removes feather from mouth and...slips over oiled flesh...following the trails left behind. I giggle....
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Down below the little Inn that sets high on the bluff just below the China Point light ther 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.
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Very few had come to the catacombs of the Inn with such fear and such anticipation from the dark shadows I watched the young golden beauty come on bare feet to meet her fate. So lithe so sensually seductive as in one graceful fluid motion she sank to her knees to assume the position with her stunning hazel eyes so demurely down cast. Resolutely the little golden beauty straightened her back. I leave her for several moments to anticipate what is to come before I silently step from the darkness that surrounds her.
So you have come Little One!”
My fingers tips brush the nape of her neck. I lift her golden tresses and let them slip through my fingers as if they were liquid gold.
“Shall we start with the Cross “X” of St Andrew?”
The “X”’s smooth wooden arms await the young beauty waiting to display her spread-eagled and Helpless..
“Little One…..”
My voice trail off as I extend my hand for her to take her place on the “X”.
So you have come Little One!”
My fingers tips brush the nape of her neck. I lift her golden tresses and let them slip through my fingers as if they were liquid gold.
“Shall we start with the Cross “X” of St Andrew?”
The “X”’s smooth wooden arms await the young beauty waiting to display her spread-eagled and Helpless..
“Little One…..”
My voice trail off as I extend my hand for her to take her place on the “X”.
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Soft trusting eyes lifted to mine a soft supple body kneeling in submission slowly a shy smile bows moist ripe lips.
"This girl is Yours to command,"
That soft angelic voice trembles with fear anticipation, husky with dark desire and laced with a dark sensuality. I take her hand and simply say,
“Come!”
She rises as I lead her to the place where she will be tested were her darkest desires will be fulfilled. I lift a dainty wrist to the smooth wood of the “X”. The supple caress of leathers encircles her wrist. Soon her other wrist is also held captive. My body pressed close to hers as her bounds are drawn tight. My eyes hold hers captive in my gaze.
“Spread your legs Little One so I may bind your ankles captive.”
"This girl is Yours to command,"
That soft angelic voice trembles with fear anticipation, husky with dark desire and laced with a dark sensuality. I take her hand and simply say,
“Come!”
She rises as I lead her to the place where she will be tested were her darkest desires will be fulfilled. I lift a dainty wrist to the smooth wood of the “X”. The supple caress of leathers encircles her wrist. Soon her other wrist is also held captive. My body pressed close to hers as her bounds are drawn tight. My eyes hold hers captive in my gaze.
“Spread your legs Little One so I may bind your ankles captive.”
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“Please I …”
The shuttering little moan gasped between moist ruby ripe lips. Is that soft plea for mercy or for something else something darker. I watch as this shy young beauty slowly yields and spreads her legs to the waiting arms of the “X”. Slowly I lower to one knee and place her foot on my thigh as I slip her shoe from her foot. Then I let my hands slowly slide up the firm sensual curve of yieshia’s calve. The slowly climb higher fingers tips dancing on her inner thigh, brush her moist silken clad pussy.
“ My what a naughty young lady you are Little One!”
“ Slowly I roll down her stocking making it a maidenly sensual experience for her untill I pull it from her foot. Then the dark caress of leather as yieshia’s trim little ankle is bound in place. I turn and placing her other foot on my thigh I begin the sensually seductive assault once more till her other ankle is bound in place.
I rise my eyes meet hers they are dark golden hazel showing no emotion. They hold this young beauty’s captive. The harsh rasp of renting fabric caresses her ears, the cold breath of the catacombs caress her newly bared skin as little pearl buttons go flying.
Your very pretty Little One I shall enjoy placing my mark on you once I have stripped you naked and made you dance for me to the tune of the lash Miss.”
The shuttering little moan gasped between moist ruby ripe lips. Is that soft plea for mercy or for something else something darker. I watch as this shy young beauty slowly yields and spreads her legs to the waiting arms of the “X”. Slowly I lower to one knee and place her foot on my thigh as I slip her shoe from her foot. Then I let my hands slowly slide up the firm sensual curve of yieshia’s calve. The slowly climb higher fingers tips dancing on her inner thigh, brush her moist silken clad pussy.
“ My what a naughty young lady you are Little One!”
“ Slowly I roll down her stocking making it a maidenly sensual experience for her untill I pull it from her foot. Then the dark caress of leather as yieshia’s trim little ankle is bound in place. I turn and placing her other foot on my thigh I begin the sensually seductive assault once more till her other ankle is bound in place.
I rise my eyes meet hers they are dark golden hazel showing no emotion. They hold this young beauty’s captive. The harsh rasp of renting fabric caresses her ears, the cold breath of the catacombs caress her newly bared skin as little pearl buttons go flying.
Your very pretty Little One I shall enjoy placing my mark on you once I have stripped you naked and made you dance for me to the tune of the lash Miss.”
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“Oh I shall teach you never fear my shy young beauty.”
I draw a knife from my pocket. I let the light play along its keen edge.
“ Shall we begin Little One?”
I let her feel the cold steel against the warm flesh of her cheek. Slowly sensually I cut the tattered remains of her blouse from her. Two more flicks and the straps of her bra part. Then that deadly sharp blade slips between her firm young breasts. A hard tug and Yeishia’s bra is nothing but a memory.
“ You know you are quite pretty my dear. Shall we see what other delights your hiding under your clothing."
As I speak I lower my head to her right breast and nipple I smile as my hot moist breath washes over her breast my lips a breath away from her taunt little nipple.
I draw a knife from my pocket. I let the light play along its keen edge.
“ Shall we begin Little One?”
I let her feel the cold steel against the warm flesh of her cheek. Slowly sensually I cut the tattered remains of her blouse from her. Two more flicks and the straps of her bra part. Then that deadly sharp blade slips between her firm young breasts. A hard tug and Yeishia’s bra is nothing but a memory.
“ You know you are quite pretty my dear. Shall we see what other delights your hiding under your clothing."
As I speak I lower my head to her right breast and nipple I smile as my hot moist breath washes over her breast my lips a breath away from her taunt little nipple.
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I smile to myself at the wanton way that yeishia arches against her bounds in a desperate need for me to suckle her taunt little pink rosebud nipple. I inhale deeply and then slowly let out my breath bathing that sweet taunt bud in my hot moist breath. I lean closer letting her anticipation build and then chastely brush the throbbing bud with a fleeting kiss. Then I raise my dark golden hazel eyes to hers. My hands slide down the sensual curves of her torso to rest on the swell of her hips.
“Shall we see what your hiding under that skirt of yours Little One?”
As I speak I toy with the zipper of her skirt. I let the young beauty feel her skirt begin to slip ever so slightly, the soft metallic whisper of the zipper tease her and inflame her anticipation. Again I raise my eyes to hers and quickly zip up her skirt.
“ No I think I shall cut it from you Little One!”
Again the caress of cold unyielding steel against warm, soft, supple, flesh. I take my time drawing out the process till yeishia is almost mad with desire. Finally her tattered skirt flutters to the ground and she is left with only her panties to provide any sense of modesty.
“My what a naughty young Lady you are Little One All wet and excited.”
I grasp her panties and in one swift motion rip them from her leaving her before me in all her naked glory.
“Shall we see what your hiding under that skirt of yours Little One?”
As I speak I toy with the zipper of her skirt. I let the young beauty feel her skirt begin to slip ever so slightly, the soft metallic whisper of the zipper tease her and inflame her anticipation. Again I raise my eyes to hers and quickly zip up her skirt.
“ No I think I shall cut it from you Little One!”
Again the caress of cold unyielding steel against warm, soft, supple, flesh. I take my time drawing out the process till yeishia is almost mad with desire. Finally her tattered skirt flutters to the ground and she is left with only her panties to provide any sense of modesty.
“My what a naughty young Lady you are Little One All wet and excited.”
I grasp her panties and in one swift motion rip them from her leaving her before me in all her naked glory.
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How demurely she blushes as I tease and arousal her supple young body and yet the musky fragrance of her arousal grows ever stronger. What dark wanton desire flares in her stunning eyes as I rip her panties from her leaving her open and vulnerable to my darkest desires.
“ So Little One what would you think if I shaved that little pussy of yours as bare as the day you were born?…………”
As I speak I let my finger slowly slide along the hapless young beauty’s soft moist pink folds each pass cleaves a little deeper till my finger rolls her throbbing clit under the pad of my finger.
“………not one fine little hair to hide your naked perfection from me………”
I love each little gasp and sensual moan that escapes those soft moist ripe lips.
Perhaps I’ll clamp your nipples and clit Little Miss……..Or shall I pierce them so you will always remember this night?
“ So Little One what would you think if I shaved that little pussy of yours as bare as the day you were born?…………”
As I speak I let my finger slowly slide along the hapless young beauty’s soft moist pink folds each pass cleaves a little deeper till my finger rolls her throbbing clit under the pad of my finger.
“………not one fine little hair to hide your naked perfection from me………”
I love each little gasp and sensual moan that escapes those soft moist ripe lips.
Perhaps I’ll clamp your nipples and clit Little Miss……..Or shall I pierce them so you will always remember this night?
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Her maidenly blush as I suggest shaving her pussy bare please me almost as much as her breathy reply.
“Mmmmmm pleeese,”
Which slowly becomes a sensual moan of dark sinful delight. At my next question her little pink blush becomes crimson as she wide eyed she gasps.
“Clamps or piercing for my nipples, whatever pleases You Sir.”
Then that sweet blush becomes scarlet as she almost begs.
“It would please this girl very much if You would consent to pierce her clit this night.”
“ Now how can I refuse such a sweet request Little One. But first things first…….”
I caress her cheek with the back of my hand as I speak. Then slowly let it slip form her cheek leaving her alone and spread eagled on the rack. I take my time and let her fertile young mind take flight, anticipate what is to come next. The creaking of wheels comes dimly to her at first, the soft scent of jasmine, the alluring fragrance of sandalwood. Form the corner of her stunning eyes she can see a little column of steam rising. I bathe her tight little pussy in warm steaming water then lather her fleece down with my hands in a most intimate manner. I open the ebony box and take out the straight razor. I twist it letting the pure white light play along its keen edge.
“Be very still Little One!”
Cold unyielding steel caresses warm soft supple flesh. The rasp of the razor whispers seductively to her. With each pass nothing is left in the razors track but sweet bared flesh till at last she is as bare as the day she was born.
“So very soft Little Miss!”
I run my fingers over her newly shorn skin before anointing her Venus Mons with scented oils.
“Mmmmmm pleeese,”
Which slowly becomes a sensual moan of dark sinful delight. At my next question her little pink blush becomes crimson as she wide eyed she gasps.
“Clamps or piercing for my nipples, whatever pleases You Sir.”
Then that sweet blush becomes scarlet as she almost begs.
“It would please this girl very much if You would consent to pierce her clit this night.”
“ Now how can I refuse such a sweet request Little One. But first things first…….”
I caress her cheek with the back of my hand as I speak. Then slowly let it slip form her cheek leaving her alone and spread eagled on the rack. I take my time and let her fertile young mind take flight, anticipate what is to come next. The creaking of wheels comes dimly to her at first, the soft scent of jasmine, the alluring fragrance of sandalwood. Form the corner of her stunning eyes she can see a little column of steam rising. I bathe her tight little pussy in warm steaming water then lather her fleece down with my hands in a most intimate manner. I open the ebony box and take out the straight razor. I twist it letting the pure white light play along its keen edge.
“Be very still Little One!”
Cold unyielding steel caresses warm soft supple flesh. The rasp of the razor whispers seductively to her. With each pass nothing is left in the razors track but sweet bared flesh till at last she is as bare as the day she was born.
“So very soft Little Miss!”
I run my fingers over her newly shorn skin before anointing her Venus Mons with scented oils.
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Down below the little Inn that sets high on the bluff just below the China Point light ther 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.
