The Inferno Room ( OOC and IC Hangout)

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"Definitely something I will have to try," I say, but I leave the rope where it is and go back to my seat and continue enjoying my drink.
 
*Sighs softly to herself as Erlind drops the rope, feeling quite frustrated at the moment, taking a bit bigger sip of her drink, while trying to think of what exactly to do*
 
*smiles slowly and pushes himself out of the couch, slowly wandering over to where Sylvie is standing. He smiles as he reaches her and leans in, placing as oft kiss on her shoulder before bringing his lips up to her ear to whisper ever so softly to her*

Maybe I should involve some handcuffs and a blindfold...
 
*Watches him finally get up and come towards her, heart racing she shivers slighty at the feel of his lips on her bare shoulder- blushing deeply as his whispered remark finds its target, her eyes dart over to the table where they'd played.* That could be good....or maybe something more creative....
 
*chuckles ever so softly, trying to keep every sound that he makes extra warm to have that little warming effect on her*

Oh? Something creative eh?

*he brings his lips up over the side of her neck and towards her ear, letting them brush over his skin as he does so, his soft and warm breath adding to the effect until he whispers into her ear*

What sort of creativity were you thinking about?
 
Stands slowly, wanders over to where Sylvie and Mage are sitting, taking an impudent seat on the arm of the couch they share.

Mage. I don't think Sylvie wants you to ask. I think she wants you to take.

She wants to be your little slut tonight, not to be your pampered toy.

stroking my hand over her head as I speak to him

Do you think you can help her out?
 
*Swallowing hard and shuddering softly at his attentions, my heart drops a bit as he again questions mde. ... Then, gasping slightly I jump at feeling LT sit beside us, as she speaks I blush deeper, biting my full lower lip, looking up at her with thanks clearly written on my face. Nuzzling my head into her hand, I try to meet Mage's gaze, but am I but to shy to manage it, instead finding my attention focused on his mouth, biting my lip harder, thinking of what he could do*
 
I can help with a few knots if you'd like, she seemed disappointed when I left the rope be.
 
*smiles softly and then turns his eyes over to LT, his eyes focusing on her for a long moment, his lips curled into a soft smile*

Well, LT...

*his eyes have taken a mischievous glint to them.*

I might need you to bring me something.
 
*Her eyes widen as Mage speaks a bit roughly to LT....her eyes going from one to the other, curious how this will play out. Sylvie is quite aware of her position here, and the position she wants to be in...but she stays quiet trusting LT to help her out*
 
arches an eyebrow at him before saying gently

Sweetie, if it helps you get a move on I'll hand you the moon, or try to winksto show him I'm joking mostly

Part of a Dom's responsibility is taking care of his submissives needs. She is not Yours for keeps, but she definitely has come to you with her needs yes?
 
*smirks softly at that question*

I'm not sure she really came to me so much as she enticed me from across the room and waited for me to come to her.

*he brings up his hand slowly, tracing his fingers from her hip, up her side slowly, tracing his fingers over the side of her face*

I just think I'll need some rope if I'm going to be tying up Sylvie here...and I need to be sure that I have the right rope. I wouldn't want something that would cut into her wrists, and after all, I don't want her to be sneaking out...
 
I slip out of my seat and grab a coil of braided nylon and flip out my favorite butterfly knife to cut it to size where needed. "Tell me how you want her, at least in general, and I'll do it." A broad smile fills my face, "This will be fun."
 
*squeaks softly and jumps hearing Erlind whom she'd managed to forget......Looking up at Mage and LT she whimpers softly- thinkign that finally this will start to get good. Her heart is starting to race, and just the ideas of being toyed with is flushing her skin, increasing her arousal*
 
*smirks softly and continues to trail his fingers over Sylvie's cheek and the side of her neck a little bit before turning his head slightly so he is looking over to LT*

I need a flat place to tie her down. Any ideas?
 
points at the modified massage table in the corner with the eyehooks set along its length at varying intervals

Perhaps that will help you out
 
We could stretch her out on a table easily enough or if we found something narrower she'd have to keep her balance through everything ... That or up on the bar so anyone toying with her could just sit down and do it casually.
 
*smirks softly and hoists Sylvie up off of the couch and over his shoulder, smirking as he gives LT an approving smile*

I may need your help figuring out any tricks to that table that I should know about.

*He smirks and then brings Sylvie over to the table, lowering her onto it and looking back over to Erl*

So, you are good with knots, right?
 
*a giggle forces its way out as she's picked up and carried, feeling quiet happy that things are starting to go where she'd wanted, she flips her feet gently in the air, and admires the view of Mage's ass flexing as he carries her, also noting how easily he picked her up and set her down. Reclining back she stretches out on the table, looking around the room eagerly at all the goings on and faces. Starting to feel a little embarassed that its becoming a group effort, but then again the more the merrier- That thought makes her giggle again*
 
Yeah. I was thinking I'd lash her arms above her head and then lash each leg to the sides. I've never actually tied anyone down before, this should be fun. I could just use the eyehooks along with a few simple knots as well.
 
*chuckles softly as he looks over to Erl, listening to him saying how he's going to tie the girl up*

You're going to have to teach me these things.

*smirks softly as he looks back to Sylvie*

However I think we should get these clothes off of sweet little Sylvia first, after all, it would be a terrible waste to ruin such wonderful clothes...

*smirks softly and traces his fingers down over her sides until they had reached the hem of her skirt, slowly drawing them up a little bit*
 
*shivers slightly, her breathing picking up at the attention she's getting, perking up at hearing Mage asking to be taught these things. Looking over at Erlind she smiles, flattered that he's helping out too, and recalling that he'd first refered to her as "lovely". Hearing Mage's endearment her breath catches, and she shyly returns his smile*

I dressed with that in mind.... the dress unties so it can be pushed away, and the panties lace up each side so they can be pulled off.....*Sylvie blushes as she confeses just how much thought she put into this. Closing her eyes in pleasure she streches out as his fingers tickle her sides, focusing to feel the warmth of his fingers brush against he bare flesh of her thighs*
 
smirks

Sylvie, I do hope your issue is resolved, I have to find my bed. I think between these two gents they can figure it out.

rising, shifting she makes her way to her lair in search of her mates side to curl up to
 
Appearing back into the bar in a swirling silvery mist in front of her mate she's wearing a black leather number so tight it looks as if she's been poured into it. Her top is a laced up leather corset that bares her midriff showing her belly button piercing with a small silver N dangling, sparkling even in the low light, just another mark she was proving who she belongs too. Her skirt so short its a wonder why she even bothered since you could see the curve of her ass and her garters attached to black thigh highs that had the zig zag striped up the back. Her panties were a sheer barely there thong meant only to entice further, just a small V that pointed down her curvy legs that ended in black strappy high heels. Her long red hair was pulled up high in wavy pig tails, she knew how it would affect him seeing her that way. On her neck was her ever present black diamond encrusted collar but the air of confidence and the crop she was carrying showed tonight she wasn't the pet. Tonight..he was..

"Ready to play my sweet little pet?"

She whispers as she leans over in front of him bracing her arm on the back of the chair as she traced his cheek with the crop, her eyes only seeing him...her breath only breathing him in as she waited on his reply.
 
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