The Catacombs of the China Pearl

Halo's sweet suckling mouth bring me to a shuddering climax. But I deny her the pleasure of my taste as she is being punished I let my shaft slip from her loving lips with a seductive little

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My lush for her splashes across her adorable face and firm young breasts. the cling toi her like living pearls.

I watch as LT's sweet torment continues to drive Halo so close to her own climax.
 
knowing Halo's need, I am sweetness to Cg's spice but I have a tingly kick of my own. I tease the sweet Miss bringing her close the what she wants then withdraw, changing the pressure of my tongue against her clit, throwing off her rhythm If she wants it, she will have to ask...very nicely

And Cg, will tell me if his sweet Miss has earned her reward.
 
Moaning in frustration from both ends....She finally asks in a very soft whisper, "Please...Master, Ms....I neeeeeeed to cum.....may I?"
 
My eyes smile down in to Halo's

I don't know dear you where after all very naughty.

" My finger gathers some of the liquid pearls that bather her angelic face and I press that finger to Halo's lips. My eyes catch LT's."

But you have asked so nicely.............

I let Halo hang between heaven and hell waiting on my pleasure.

You may cum Halo.
 
It isn't long until the siren song of halo's climax echoes off of the walls and she shivers upon trembling knees, straining her bonds to the point where her bruises are already welting. She bends panting as the last remnant droplets of her nectar are scooped up and licked away by Ms LT's thirsting tongue and she shakes to her core as the other woman moves to lathe such sensitive flesh...
 
knowing Halo is waiting, needing, I watch Cg and have the answer before he gives it and ready myself. When the words come I begin

With fingers already slick and moist from Halo's juices I slide inside her Thrusting swiftly as my fingertips search for her g-spot, finding it, sliding over it teasingly as my head tilts to reach under my fingers, lashing over her clit with a purpose now.

the instant she finds her release I find her g-spot once more, rubbing against it with a delicious friction to increase her pleasure even more as my tongue races to catch some of her sweetness so freely flowing now
 
I smile as Halo orgasm breaks like thunder claiming her completely . I little tug on the delicate chain that like her nipple clams then my fingers release them so her pain and pleasure become one.
 
letting Halo experience the full rush over her orgasm before finally relenting, slipping slowly from her depths to trace a moist line with dampened fingers up the curve of her ass once more as I slowly stand again
 
It is several shuddering minutes before halo can even breathe steadily let alone find words to express herself. With parched lips she whispers, "Thank you...Master, Ms...thank you..."
 
You are quite welcome Halo.

A smile for her sweet submission as I free her from her bounds helping her to rise from her cramped kneeling. My lips press to hers in a searing demanding kiss. I hold Halo in my arms steadying her as my eyes catch Lt's

Halo my sweet do you wish to return to the Inn or explore more the dark pleasures that lie here below?
 
She stands on shaking legs and smiles shyly, 'I think I need a drink. Perhaps later I'd like to return here but...yes, I'd like to go to the Inn now, please. "
 
My lips brush Halos with a soft sensual kiss as I take her hand and lead her back up to the Inn.

You Please me dear.
 
a soft smile as the pair slips back up the stairs I follow more slowly, quite happy to have been allowed to share a small part of this interlude
 
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.
 
In her wanderings to through the darker corners of the China Pearl Inn, she stumbled across the door opening into the dimly lit darkness of stone. Curiosity piqued, she gingerly makes her way down the steps as her fingers trace the stone walls.

She pulls a torch from it's place by the wall and uses it as a guide as she ventures ever deeper into the darkness of these ancient catacombs. What would she find...? Was there anyone here?


Hello...?

Her soft voice is amplified by the stone walls... and is carried through like the wind down into the shadows.
 
A smile bows my lips as I ear a soft footfalls that echo in the dark a soft innocent voice I know so well calling Hello a little fear. I wait for her to come closer as a spider waits for the fly to alight upon the web caught before there is a chance of escape.

Why Miss VT what brings you to the Catacombs?

I step into the little circle of light her torch casts.
 
She stumbles backwards in surprise as... a shadow moves towards her, deathly silent... and into the halo of light that guides her way to reveal himself... CG. She breathes a bit easier but the combination of shadows playing across his face... the dancing of light cast from her torch seems to make his question all the more sinister...

I... merely stumbled in CG... was curious... and made my way down to see what was inside.
The small quavering of her voice stills and fills with confidence as she convinces herself that she was merely here on an exploratory search.

She turns from CG and lifts the torch higher to illuminate the rest of the room only to gasp at the sight of... so many devices... that seem so unforgivably harsh in the dimly lit surroundings... devices she knew not what their cruel purpose might be...
 
The look of wonder and fear fill V T's soft eyes as she lifts her torch high and the inner sanctum of the catacombs are slowly reveled to her.

I believe I owe you a lesson in bondage. ropes and knots if I am not mistaken Miss VT. Shall we use hemp rough and demanding or silk seductively dark and arousing?

My bodt presses to V T's my breath washes over her fae and neck as I speak
 
She glances back at CG then at the long winding steps she's taken to come in... the uncertainty wavering in her eyes. She feels him step in to press against her and block her view of the exit. Slowly she turns back to face the things before her and whispers softly...

Silk please...

Yes... she did have a lesson ...
 
Silk it is then Miss VT.

I turn my back as I walk to the oaken chest to take up the silken cords. slowly I turn and let them dangle from my fingers their shimmering sinuous length slowly coming alive


Be so kind as to strip naked Miss VT for your lesson.... I would love to help you disrobe but I fear your clothes would be the worst for wear even more so then when Phoo Ming helped you.

She can flee only her will and curiosity bind her here .....for ...now.
 
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Her eyes follow him to the chest and then to the silken lengths shimmering in the light of her torch, her curiosity piqued as she leaves the thoughts of her exit by the wayside. She hoists the torch up and sets it onto an iron clasp along the wall, letting it's light cast it's meager illumination on the rest of the cavern.

Slowly she turns her back to CG and hooks her fingers under the waist of her dress. With a tug, the dress comes loose to pool around her feet, a white fluttering of fabric that rings her in. Her derriere framed inside the white laced panties flashes momentarily until she straightens up, letting the longer hem of her blouse cover it. The shadows of the torch protect her modesty... for now as they hint at the curves in hiding.

Her hands lift to the 4th button of her blouse, the first three already undone and soon, the blouse hangs open. She lets the onyx strands of her hair stand in contrast with the white of her blouse until the fabric loosens and slowly lowers. The pure white fabric slides over her shoulders and down her arms, pausing for a moment before dropping to the floor.

Her hands reach back to unclasp the bra, dropping it with the remains of her clothes before hooking her fingers under her panties and pulling them down. She bends, keeping her legs straight and presenting CG a view of her derriere as her panties drop to her ankles. Slowly rolling back up, she steps out of her panties, and pulls off her heels.

She turns with one of her hands covering her breasts and the other her sex. Her face flushed crimson even in the dim flickering light of the torch. What was she getting herself into...??
 
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You are a most beautiful woman Miss VT

Slowly I circle this young beauty that stands so submissively before me in her natural perfection I place my hands tenderly upon her shoulders my hands gently run down her arms from the bow of VT's shoulders drawing them back to me. taking from V T the last illusions of her modesty.

Place the back of your hands together my dear.

I drape a silken cord over her shoulder the soft supply cord catching on her nipple before it rolls to the sweetly scented valley between Miss VT's breasts She can still flee but that option will soon be gone,
 
She watched him circle... like a wolf eying it's prey and then close in to touch her. It was a touch that was surprisingly tender for the hungry gleam she had seen earlier. It was that gentle touch that pulled her arms back and away from covering herself. If it were possible to flush any more than she already was.... now was the time.

Obediently, the back of her hands met, the strain making her breasts push out just a bit as her head lowered, letting her black hair conceal the flush of her cheeks like the curtain of a stage.
 
There is just the slightest hesitation before VT most dutifully and most Obediently places her hands behind her back as she was requested. I draw the cord that was draped over her shoulder to me I know she can feel it slithering between her breasts as if it where a living creature instead of a lifeless cord I press a kiss to the bow of her neck then the first wraps and the first square knot seals this sweet beauty's fate . the time to run is gone. the cords softly synch delicate wrists captured. like intertwining serpents the cord works back and forth up V T's arms bind them together. till they reach her upper arms now I turn her in my arms her body bared to me and she can but submit to my gaze as I savor the soft supple naked perfection that is Miss VT.

Now the cord that bonds Vt's arms circles around as I lace her breasts so they are thrust up and out a knot squarely over each nipple.



Spread your legs wide Miss VT.

Another cord is draped over her shoulders and between her ripe breasts.
 
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