The Catacombs of the China Pearl

The Catacombs of the China Pearl
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.
 
I emerge into the deep darkness of the Catacombs, the feelings of times long gone flood me. My eyes close as I savor in the feel of the darkness. My eyes slowly open as my feet begin to move into the room before me.

The soft candlight glow becons to me, calling out from its fiery glow. I enter the room,my eyes moving over the various instruments and furniture surrounding me. I can feel the leftover emotions from those before me,I feel the animal slowly surging from deep within my body as I move deeper into the room.

I stop as I see him before me,my friend, My glorious tormentor. No words fall from my lips as I move before him. My eyes never leaving his face as I stop,fully placing myself into his capable hands. My body already smoldering from just the few touches from upstairs,my dark soul crying out for release. Release only he can give me at this time.
 
I see the hunger in her eyes. The musky fragrance of her arousal hangs in the chamber’s still air, and so intoxicating. Those stunning dark eyes the windows of her soul emotions flashing in their clear depths, hunger, desire, trust, and fear.

“Choose Kissez.”

My hand sweeps the room indicating her choices from a simple pair of manacles hanging from the vaulted ceiling, the rack and cross of St Andrew to the horse and Pier Dieu. Each offers its own dark delights for those that dare.
 
I let my eyes wander over the choices he has given me,breathing deeply I walk slowly to the center of the room. One hand reaches up to grasp a hanging shackle,slowly I slide my other arm up.

The soft metallic sound of the shackle closing and locking about my small wrist seems louder than it is. Once I have shackled my wrist I hold out my free arm towards him. My shackled wrist causing me to stand on my toes as i wait for him to take the offered arm to finish binding me in these chains.

My chest heaving slightly,sweat beginning to form on my brow from my anticipation. My eyes not blinking as I wait...
 
There is a naughty little girl sensuality to this dark beauty as she surveys her choices and a haunting seductively as she stretches to lock her delicate wrist into the manacles the dangle from the chambers vaulted ceiling. Her dark eyes smolder with her growing arousal as she holds out her free hand to me, a sweet submission, as she offers her gorgeous young body to me for my pleasure.

My body presses to hers, my hands slide up the sensual curves of her supple young body to caress her arm, as I bring her sweetly offered hand to the manacle. The soft CLICK of cold metal encircles the warm soft skin of Kissez’s wrist. Slowly I step back and let my eyes leisurely take in, caress, every sensual curve of the young beauty’s body as she balances on her tip toes

“I approve your choice Kissez…….”

The back of my hand caresses her cheek.

“………….your body so sweetly offered…..”

My hand brushes the sensual curve of her breast as I slowly began to circle her.

“… so vulnerable to my darkest, your darkest desires.”

The tips of my fingers trail over the tight curve of her firm young derrière.

“Shall we get you out of those clothes my dear.”

The material of Kissez’s blouse softly whispers to her as it is ripped from her gorgeous young body the buttons clattering on the stone floor of the catacombs.
 
My breath hitched as I felt the coolness of the air on my skin,my chest heaved slightly as I felt his soft touch along the sides of my breasts. A touch so light it felt like a whisper.

Please....

Show me..

I panted breathlessly as I hung there,helpless to anything he wanted to do. Ready for anything he chose to do. My hands curled into balls in their confines,my toes barely touched the ground as I swung slightly. A small ache had already begun to grow between my thighs,I squuezed them tightly together trying to ease it.
 
Please....

Her voice a gasped desperate plea as she so adorably balances on her tip toes as her blouse is ripped from her.

Show me..

The seductive little whisper as my fingers trail across her tight little derrière.

“Such lovely leather pants Kissez I trust they were not your favorite my dear.”

My voice a soft darkly sensual whisper. A golden glint of torch light plays along the razor sharp edge of the knife. Cold unyielding steel caresses warm supple flesh as I begin to cut her leather pants from Kissez’s gorgeous young body. A slow darkly seductive process until this adorable creatures hands from her chain in nothing but her matching little lacey panties and bra.

“ S o pretty Kissez but I think we can do without them my sweet .”
Two flicks of my writs and her bra flutters to the stone floor to join the tattered remains of her clothing.

“And when your panties are nothing but a memory Kissesz will I have to shave your sweet little Pussy?”
 
The Catacombs of the China Pearl

Down below the little Inn that sets high on the bluff just below the China Point light there lye the catacombs of an ancient fortress forgotten by time. In though 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 supple caress of leather, it’s stinging kiss, call to darker 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.
 
I love it!!!

Roams around a bit, looking at all the fun toys.
 
I see you have found your way to the catacombs Kat.

I see you like what you see?
 
I do like what I see! Can't wait to play in here! Sadly, today isn't that day~ I'm lucky I got most of my postings done today!

Laughs a little while drooling over some steel claws and daggers.
 
Ah a shame Kat.

Have you noticed the fine workmanship in the catacombs chains how snuggle they would fit around a dainty wrist?
 
Once more I lead Kat down through the twisting tunnles and passages into the catacombs that lay far beneath the Inn. This time her visit will be more than just sightseeing.

Once more welcome Kat.

A darkly wicked smile

And what is your desire Miss?
 
If I remember correctly, you showing me some chains last night. That might be a good place to start.

a sweet little smile crosses her lips.
 
Of Course Kat. Now raise your hands above your head!

The finely wrought chains encircle Kat's delicate wrists. There is a clanking of chains and she is suspended on tiptoes her supple young body seductive stretched to perfection.

I hope you are not attached to your clothing Miss.

A wicked smile bows my lips as I draw out my knife.


Shall we start with your blouse Kat?
 
Breathes heavily as the stretch constricts her breathing slightly.

Clothes can be replaced Sir.

Looking at CG with a grin.
 
A sensual little kiss fleetingly brushes Kat's most ripe lips.

Very true my sweet little vixen.

The cold unyielding steel of the knife caresses her flawless cheek. the blunt edge caresses the slender column of her throat. A little flick of my wrist and the strap of Kat's tank top parts. I kiss her bare shoulder. another flick of the wrist and the other strap surrenders to the knife's keen edge. The soft whisper of fabric parting under the knife's edges whispers to the chained beauty. the tatter rag of Kat's tank top flutters to the floor.

Now for your bra Miss Kat!

Dark golden hazel eyes hold hers as the knife slips down the scented valley that lays between her firm young breasts.
 
Inhales sharply at the blades first kiss, rolling my head slightly to the cold steel. Closing my eyes slowly as shivers dance down my spine with anticipation.

If I didn't know any better, I'd say you've done this before Sir.

Looking back into eyes with glazed blue eyes and a smile daring him to continue.
 
My lips brush Kat's in a fleeting teasing kiss. My dark smoldering eyes accept this sweet blue eyed beauty's challenge. Two flicks of the wrist and her bar straps part the cold unyielding steel of my knife nestle between her breast a little tug and this sweet young beauty is naked to the waist. My eyes meet her then my head lowers to her breast. My tongue lazily circle her pert little nipple, teasing it to a rock hard nub. My teeth grate across the tip of her nipple they grip the bud as I give it a little tug. I inhale deeply drawing a cool stream of air across the feverish bud.
 
Struggling to arch her back only to be restricted by the stretch, whimpers of frustration seep from parted lips. The blue eyes flutter closed to enjoy the sensations rushing through her. Long legs are desperate to find balance each time she squirms around, creating more whimpers of her vulnerability.
 
I savor Kat's frustration as she whimpers and desperately tries to press her thronging nipple harder to my mouth. I let the succulent bud slip from my lips and gently blow a cool stream of air across its moist tip. I turn to Kat's neglected nipple and slowly torment it with mouth, lips, tongue, and teeth My hands slid down the sensual curves of her torso, my fingers toy with the snap of her little "boy shorts" the cool air of the dungeon caresses her bare little tummy, the sensual metallic whisper of her short's zipper seductively whispers to Kat. .
 
She was gasping with an increasing need and getting flustered with the slow, taunting teasing of his mouth. His breath kept sending endless chills up and down her spine, all the while she kept trying to follow where his hands trailed. Gripping tightly onto the chains, she tried to lift her legs up in an attempt to wrap them around his waist. The most she ended up with was hooking her knees around his playfully.
 
Such a playful kitten Kat!

My fingers lace into her silken tresses and I snap back her head so her soft smoldering blue eyes meet mine as I speak. I rip her boy shots from her gorgeous young body. The force of the act set Kat swing in hr chains. My hand tightly laced in her hair steadies her and I let my fingers loosen their girl, slowly slide from her soft lustrous hair as I step back


My such a pretty little thing you are Kat and so nicely shaved for me already Miss.

Do you enjoy the caress of leather and its fiery Kiss Kat?
 
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