The Dark Castle (sexual fantasy role playing)

Is my shivering fear, or anticipation?

He carries me gently to my chambers, with no effort. I am not a large person, but those stairs are so many and he is not breathing hard. At least he wasn't until he looked at my breasts again, not at all hidden by this sheer gown.

His gown has fallen open and I see the thing that I was holding in the water. It is magnificent. Perfectly formed, or so I imagine, since I have no prior knowledge of male anatomy. I gasp, and for some reason I lick my lips. This makes him groan. I lean forward and kiss his chest. Liking the way his chest hair feel on my cheek. I rub my face in his chest. My hands wandering where they would. I find myself sitting on the bed, and his member is right where I could take him in my mouth. He is like a sausage in my mouth, only living, throbbing, pulsing. My lips close around him unbidden. He puts his hands on my shoulders, and leans his head back and moans. I don't really know what I am doing , but it feels good, and I am feeling a need unlike any I have ever felt before. I was really getting into it, when he said, "Enough Samantha. Let me show you now." he picked me up and laid me on the feather duvet, and removed my robes from me. He let his drop to the floor. His black with my white mingled together in a mass of silk and wool.

He knealt on the bed, looking at me with a question in his eyes. I met his gaze, and showed him that I wished this. This was my fondest desire right this moment. He seemed satisfied with it and his hands began to create new and different sensations in me, then he started with his tongue I thought I was going to die.
 
Samantha

You taste as sweet as the morning dew from the honeysuckles, my cock still throbbing as I kneel by the bed, your legs spread wide apart as you lay back on the bed. My tongue works diligently and deftly, hitting every spot at exactly the right time, sending jolts of fire through your body Mmmmmmm I gingerly spread your lips apart and slide my tongue all the way inside of you sucking you into me furth and further, my tongue writhing around inside of you so slippery and warm. I can feel your hips start to buckle and shake, your cunt starts to clamp down around my tongue, it didn't take long to get you to the edge...
 
Oh yes, that's the spot, oh, right there.

I feel like I am flying apart in several directions at once. Your tongue is creating havoc inside of me. I am holding your hair in my fists and my hips have a mind of their own. Oh, the gods, what is happening to me. Then suddenly Ifeel this intense release, it washes over me in waves of ecstacy. I numbed by it. My toes and fingers are tingling from it and I can still feel the pulsing in my pussy. I am moaning. Lost in the sensations when you come closer and say, "I don't want to hurt you Samantha, but there is always pain at first. I will go slowly, alright?" I don't care if it hurts. I want you in me. oh, you are so huge, and I am so tiny. You slowly slide your huge self into me, and I just suck you in. There is a moment of sharp pain, but it passes quickly, You fill me up. I see tears in your eyes and I worry that I am too small, and am hurting you. It feels so good. I know now that this is what being a woman is all about. You look down at me with a look of such gentleness and you say to me....
 
Samantha

"I love you m'lady,..." The words echo in your ears as you slowly pull yourself down onto me, my cock filling you up completely, You wrap your arms around me squeezing me tightly..."I love you too, somehow, I've always loved you..." I gently roll over top of you to the other side of the bed and turn you upright so that you are hovering above my throbbing cock. You close your eyes as you slide down, dripping juices along the length of my cock, all the way until your clit rubs up against my furry mound. I reach up and caress your breasts, massaging them gnetly causing your nipples to become instantly erect. "my heavens you are a beautiful creature!"
 
This, my entire life. My being was for this.

I was lost in the words you uttered to me. I was not a foolish being. "Love? This soon? Maybe he loved what he was doing to me, but Love me? He didn't even know me." I said this to myself as you rolled us over, with me straddling you. I hadn't thought we could go much deeper, but well, I guess we could.

I was thoroughly enjoying myself when I had this nagging little thing going on in the back of my mind. What did he mean when he said he had always loved me? I watched you as we coupled, you were groaning, and raising your hips up to meet mine. Your hands graspoing my hips and slamming them down onto you. Our pace became feverish, and you suddenly whipped me over unto my stomach, and raised me up, and entered me from behind. I felt myself start to cum again, You barely got into me when I felt myself tighten, you pressed deeply and harshly into me, making it hurt so good. I helped you as best I could, by slamming my ass against you, as you slammed your dick into me. I screamed the joy of it this time, and you said my name over and over as you exploded inside of me. What did you mean when you said you always loved me? I said silently. You gathered me in your arms and brushed the strands of hair from my sweaty face.
You kissed me on the tip of the nose and then on my lips, and you said, "I always knew it would be just like this, with you." I sat up and said, "How do you know me?" I waited for your answer
 
IC::Katheryn

*Blushing Furiously* Please I don't want to be alone, looking at you. Praying silently that you will grant me my wish. Sitting up a little in the tub, which allows you a beautiful view of my creamy, white breast just below the water line.
 
Katheryn

I want to leave, so embarrassed, but my feet seem to have lost their will to work. I kneel down beside the bath, looking around the room, everywhere but at you, blushing furiously. I try to make conversation but before I could get a word out I feel your hand caressing my chin, turning my head towards you. Softly you ask, "Do you think I am beautiful?" I nod basfully, my silvery eyes contrasting with my flushed face. You lean up out of the water ever so slowly and press your lips into mine. Sweet like honey, like morning dew on the roses. Your tongue parts my lips and I am in complete abandon, shivering all over from excitement.
 
Samantha

I nuzzle up against you, whispering softly in your ear. "Do you remember when you were just a babe, laying there in your crib in the castle, I was the one who sprinkled holy water on your forehead. And when you were older, but before you were a lady, and you would go out to the enchanted berry fields to pick berries with your friends? I would watch from afar, from behind the Stone of Aldamar. You never knew. You are the chosen one don't you know? THat is what the birthmark on your arm means, look!" I hold up your arm and show you the birthmark, now bright red from our lovemaking, in the shape of a moon and two stars. "When the moon and stars align like this, and it will be soon m'lady, you are the only one who can save the land. You must go on a long and arduous quest, and it will not be easy. I will help you while I can though and I'll always be with you. You are our savior Samantha, are you up for it?"
 
IC::Katheryn

Softly kissing you, I can't believe how much of a wanton I feel myself to be at this moment. This just puts cool water on me and I look deeply into your eyes, wondering why you are so alone. Smiling at you, letting my eyes roam every part of your face, laying my hand to the side of your face, leaning closer I kiss you again but only softly. Sinking back into the water, I look down at the water and say, of course you probably have other things to attend to, I do understand, I shall not be long I promise. Watching the emotions run across your face, as you stand up and walk to the door. Opening it and stepping out without a backwards glance at me, not seeing me watching you with a sadness at your departure.
 
I didn't know what to say. He was telling me things that could not be true, but deep inside I knew they were. I had always felt like there was some destiny for me, and that I was just biding my time until I could get to the place I was supposed to be at.

My father refused to speak about my birth mark. He had always avoided the subject. It was as if he knew I was lost to him, from birth, I belonged to some great cause.

I looked at his man. This was the man who haunted my dreams. He was always there, bidding me come. I hung my head, my copper tresses in a mess of tangles about my face and shoulders.

He knew I was not ready to deal with this new information, so he leaned me back down on the bed, and began rubbing my skin, with scented oils, weaving a spell of scents and desire around us. I knew that I had to follow my due course, the fates would not allow otherwise, but I also knew it would wait a few more hours.
 
My hands traced oily paths upon your back

stretching your tender skin, soothing your aching muscles. The scents intoxicate you, taking you to another level of passion and excitement. Every spot my fingers touch sends electricity throughout your body, every feeling raging inside of my heart is traveling through my fingers into you. I rub slowly but firmly down to the small of your back and onto your buttocks. I pour the oil onto you causing you to jump from the sudden heat, the oil sliding down your buttocks and pooling between your legs. I place the bottle on the table and begin my massage once more, my slippery fingers kneading your flesh, spreading your cheeks apart, slipping and sliding between your thighs, barely brushing against your womanhood. "OK, now it's time to do your front." You slowly roll over exposing yourself to me fully. You feel naked, not only physically but your feelings are bared as well, your soul is open. I start up at the shoulders rubbing lightly, down to your breasts coating them with oil. Your head is back slowly thrashing from side to side in ecstacy, coos and moans escaping our lips now and again.
 
Just love hot oil....

As you dribbled the hot oil over my skin, your stong hands began to massage it into my skin. Not just my skin though, but into my very being. You were arousing me again, and it felt more intense this time, the feelings building up.

You told me to turn over and I did. You stared into my eyes and I could not get free of your gaze. You rubbed, and massaged and turn my whole body into a raging mass of sensous nerve endings.

I stilled your hand, and took the bottle from the table by the bed. I pushed you gently to lie on your back. I straddled you. My slippery legs and my wet pussy were were pressed against your skin. I poured the oil onto your chest. I used my entire body to rub it in. My breasts, my hips, my arms, my behind. You caught my face in your hands and said. "You know not what you do to me." I took your huge member in my hands and said, "Oh, but I think I do."

You growled at me then and chased me around the bed. I, being so much smaller was quicker than you, but your arm reach was quite long. You caught me and pulled me to you. "Now, dear Samantha, you shall pay." I couldn't wait.
 
I pin your arms to the bed, your body still

covered in oil, staining the satin sheets. My lips find yours and our tongues dance in and out of each others' mouths. You can smell the musky scent of sweat on my skin as I kiss you all over, pulling you so close to me that you feel as if you are going to scream. My cock is throbbing against your tummy as I slide my hands down your sides, spreading your legs apart, the cool air sending a chill through your body as it blows between your legs. You try and pull your arms down to wrap around my back, but I just pull them back up above your head, pushing my way down to your chest, suckling your breasts into my mouth, one then the other, loving the way they taste. Slowly and sensuously I kiss and lick and nibble my way down until my head is resting between your creamy white thighs. Your hands fall again wanting to rest against my head, but I bite your sharply on the thigh to let you know to put them back up. You are under my control now...
 
I want to touch you. I want to run my hands thru your hair. I want to hold on to your head. But you will not let me. You want me to keep my hands above my head. I am finding it hard to do. Everytime I move them down, you bite the inside of my leg. I think the last one will leave a mark. I yelp and raise them back over my head. I decide instead to grab the bed curtains that are draped above me. I hold them tight as you kiss me and nuzzle me and make my insided scream from the joy of it all.

Your tongue snakes out to lick me, and then you blow on my pussy, the cool air, making goosebumps appear on my skin. You stick your tongue all the way into me, and roll it around. I gasp, and my legs curl around your head. I start moving my hips to an ancient rythm buried deep inside of me. I am moaning out loud now, and not being shy about it.

You are pleasing me to no end. You lick and suck and bite me until I feel like I will implode. I can't get my breath, my head is ringing, and my heart has stopped beating for a moment. A little death. Oh, you kill me just fine. I start to move my hands again, but you grasp them, and tie them to the bed posts. Not too tight, but tight enough that I can't escape. I wonder, what are you going to do now?
 
Samantha

Your hands are tied tightly to the bedposts, but comfortably, there is nowhere to go now. I pull out a satin blindfold and wrap it around your eyes, your skin flushed with excitement and nervousness. You can hear me leave the room for a moment and return. You hear me set down a tray but are unsure of what is on it. I don't want to go too far too soon, so I start out lightly. Out of nowhere you feel a drop of cold water splash against your nipple, causing it to perk up immediately. And then another, another...coming every few seconds or so. Your breathing is becoming slow and deep as I touch the ice cube to your lips, melting into your sweetness, cool water dripping down the sides of your neck and onto the pillow...
 
ooooo, I LOVE ICE.....

You look at me with a definite glint of evil in your eyes as you place the blind fold on me. I feel you get off the bed and leave the room. I am nervous. I can't move. I hear someone come back in. I hear a clatter as something is put down. Then I feel your weight back on the bed. Suddenly an ice cold drop falls on my breast. I yell out, then another, and another, and suddenly you place ice on my neck and let it glide over my hot skin. The feeling is erotic, and it defies definition. No words. Oh, as you let the ice slip down my sides, and then you get a new cube and place it on my thigh, high up, letting it drip between my legs, just missing my pussy. I am shivering, but not from cold. This is wonderful. I can only anticipate what you will do next.


OOC: hot wax is good too.....
 
I drag the ice cube along your tummy

once more letting it settle into your belly button, melting the rest of the way. You are still breathing deeply and slowly when you hear clinking on the tray. Your nipples standing on end from the ice, a numbing pain shoots through your body. You can't quite place it, one shooting pain, and then another....another...something else is dripping on you but what? Your head writhes back and forth against the sheets as the candlewax drips onto your breasts, slowly pooling around your cleavage leaving red streaks where the wax touched your skin. Lower and lower I drip the wax onto your naked body, fire shooting through you with every tiny droplet...
 
Ice and fire on my skin. You are creating in me a longing so intense I don't know how long I will be able to withstand it....The wax lands on my skin, and trails a warm path, follwing that of the ice. My hands are gripping the ties, and my toes are bunched up in the sheet. I can't wait for what comes next.
 
You hear the candle clink back on the tray...

and temporarily you unclench your fists, knowing that the candlewax will be no more. I drape my fingers lightly over your skin, causing your tummy to flex..."Ahhh ticklish, I guess some things you just don't outgrow. :) " I slowly start to peel the wax from your skin, leaving a cool spot where it once was here and there. Silence feels the room for a moment until you feel something pressing up against your lips. Something cold, something fruity, but you can't quite place it yet. You dart out your tongue to taste....hmmmmm tastes like citrus....no...no wait...a tangy sensation sears through your tongue as I let the small piece of peach slip into your mouth. You chew it slowly and swallow whispering into the air .."Mmmmmm peaches" I smile picking up something else from the tray, again something touches your lips. Again fruit..with seeds on the outside...ohhhhh chocolate. Your teeth sink around the chocolate dipped strawberry after a moment or two of teasing an you correctly guess the 2nd item. What is going to be the next surprise you wonder???
 
I was definately in the throes of passion when you started peeling the wax from my body. You found a spot on me that hampered me helpless, with giggles. Then things got quiet. I could smell something. Something cool, fruity. I could tell you were leaning over me. I sensed your hand near my mouth. Mmm, cool juicy peaches. You passed it to me, this small morsel of fruit. I captured it on my tongue and savored the juices slipping down my throat. I smelled something else this time, chocolate, and what? You passed the thing over my lips, coating them with chocolate before you allowed me to taste what it was. Mmmmm, strawberries, I took a bite and enjoyed the mixture of tastes and textures passing over my tongue. Then something else dipped in chocolate passed my lips. I didn't bite down this time. I took you in my mouth and sucked the chocolate off the tip of your hard dick. I was loving the taste of you mingling with the fruit and chocolate.
 
I tenderly hold your head..

Running my fingers through your hair and watching slowly as my chocolate-covered cock disappears into your mouth. I moan softly and smile at you, blindfolded, cooing every chance you get. MMmmmmm My cock plunges deeper and deeper into your mouth on every stroke, your tongue swirling around the tender head on each stroke until finally I feel the tip of my cock brush up against the back of your throat. I start to pull back slowly, but you lean forward, your mouth sucking the head of my cock into your throat. I nearly faint with pleasure at this new sensation...
 
I didn't know why you were pulling away. I wanted it, all of it. I pushed my head forward and took you back in. I was thinking, oh yes, please, make love to my mouth. I could feel your spasms of pleasure and I was happy that I was making you feel good.

I so wanted to please you like you had pleased me. I sucked hard, and I swallowed you deep into my throat. I could tell were close to the edge. I felt your thighs tighten against my chin. I could feel you throbbing inside of my mouth and down my throat. Oh, yes, Iwanted this, I wanted this worse than anything before in this point of my life.

I urged you on, harder, deeper. I kept you hostage, buried deep in my throat until you gave me what you had. And I drank it like fine wine. I drained every drop out of you and savored it.
 
I collapse on the bed next to you...

My cock still throbbing, cum still dribbling from the tip. I slide the blindfold from your eyes as you smile at me. "How could such an innocent creature have such a sinful streak??" I smile as I ask the question, illiciting a blush from you. "Oh I don't know, I just feel different around you, like I can be myself" I gently untie your wrists from the bedpost and nuzzle into your shoulder, dazing in and out of consciousness as sleep fights to take over my soul...darkness surrounds me as my eyes grow heavier and heavier...the last thing I remeber is the sweet scent of your skin as I drift away into slumber....
 
In the morning I awake, stumbling into my robe and down to the main chamber...

I sit in the darkness of the early morning, watching for the first bright orange sabre of sunlight to come piercing over the mountains. The light fills the valley first, then creeping up to the castle door inch my inch. I sit on my throne, furrowing my brow until there is a knock at the door....
 
I wake up alone...

I awoke to bright sunshine streaming in between the drapes. I stretch, surprised at my nudity, but then I feel my face grow hot as I remember what happened last night. I get off the bed, that holds evidence of the decadence that had ruled the world in the darkness of night.

I find my old clothes and my sword. I strap it on, and I begin looking for the master of this place, to find out what my mission is. He said his rooms had purple doors, so I found purple doors, and I knocked gently. Waiting for an invitation to come in.
 
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