Yeishia's Bedroom - Located in The Vassal Academy Club - By invitation only please!

I cuddle into him watching him from between my barely open eyes listening to his caring words. I drift away secure within the circle of his arms idly wondering what I taste like......
 
to be cheeky, he kisses her lips, letting a hint of her taste pass between them. He wraps his arms around her, holding her against him.

Sleep now, and thank you for sharing with me.

he pressed another kiss to her ear as he drifted down lethargy himself.
 
I wake up and instantly know that I am alone my Mistress and Rider both have vanished back into the real world. I am not alone their smell and their memory linger like a soft caress. I can still feel the warmth of Riders imprint in our bed. Blushing I remember the feel of his fingers on my lips and my first taste of me upon them!

I stretch beneath the covers reveling in the whisper of the silken sheet across my naked skin. I feel hyper sensitive this morning; running my own fingers across my own soft skin stopping briefly at my swollen nipples before traveling lower to touch and tease. I close my eyes and imagine…….

Erotic images dance beneath my eyelids as I become entangled once more between my Mistress and Rider and soon I am once again riding the wave of the purest bliss as my orgasm takes me to a perfect place; private, sensual sublime........

Is I return to earth I can only marvel at how lucky I am, such perfection; Lady Thunder, Rider and of course my Rose…

I am smiling as I drift off once more into the land of sweet sweet dreams!
 
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Y, your PMs are perpetually full. I'd like very much to send you a reply to that message you sent me.
 
Rain drops and Roses….

A Work in progress.

Rain drops and Roses….

:rose: The collar I currently wear. The main Swarovski crystal has an exquisite replica of a delicate rose engraved within its fiery depths. :rose:

http://i576.photobucket.com/albums/ss208/Yeishia/Yeishiascollar-1.jpg


These are a few of my favorite things. I wasn’t given to public displays, but I did have many memories scattered throughout my bedroom and locked within my fragile heart, Time to commit them all to paper.

Dear Diary,

I haven’t spoke with you in ages and think it fitting that my soul is laid bare in the pages of my treasured book, to you, who has been forever loyal throughout my rocky journey of self discovery.




People who have touched my heart or world.
(In alphabetical Order.)


Ausus Girl..... On the fringe of my world she is an enigma I have no idea who she really is!

Chronicle_tenko.... quiet passion existing in the place twixt dawn and daylight, balm to my soul and exquisite ecstasy to my senses. He truely gets what I need and crave most of all.

Cgraven.....With out his advice I would still be bound body and soul to a total Sadist.


Dark Empress.....
Her friendship never faltered.


Fira......
Quietly there by my side even when I was not there.

Last Rider..... the other side of the submissive coin to me, not quite brother, very much friend and always there entwined around myheart.

Lady Thunder......I need say no more she knows.


Light Ice.....
Barely knowing me he quite literally saved my life one evening , when hope had all but deserted me.

LoganDarkHolme........He turns up fangs bared or ears cocked seeming to know just when I need a friend.

Maid of Marvels.....
She offered friendship when no other would.

Marauder 13......
"Once upon a dream"

Oreocookie..... A good buddies I am so glad she is back *giggles* pity about that tail!

Scarletnym.......
My first Lit friend and sister, we drifted apart but she still holds a place in my heart.

Tio_Narratore....He nurtures me through sickness and health accepting me as I truly am. He offered to sit by my side in the hospital while I threw up on him, he is a saint!

Vampiric Touch.......
She is the writer I aspire to be.

Veroe..........
An unexpected someone.


Poems created for me.




If you did not listen. I am here for you.
If you did, I am still here for you, and I will always be angel.
My name means bearer of god, and I would bear your burdens, and weight, Angel. If you you ask me to.
Never feel sorry, or hard, I will never flinch from your sight, never look you anywhere but your heart, and I would never judge you wanting.
I am your friend.
And I will always be


By Chronicle_Tenko!


* * *

The Dream Before Dawn

Whispers, through a broken dawn
Here gift of love, now told
With sensual perception
Take care the hand to hold

The voice of tender kisses
And touch, to never leave
As sunlight in the morning
Sweet joy there to perceive

Passion, walking through a glaze
Closed eyes once never seen
The kiss of love forever
Within my stolen dream


By Cosmic Knight


* * *


Birthday Haiku

Sound of the leather,
splashes pain across my skin.
Marks of my loves love.


By Ezra Pound.


* * *

Songs Dedicated to me,


From Chronicle_Tenko

I found a song to give you back. Something that really speaks to me about what I want to say and to give you. It's a little sad: But beautiful.Like you. I almost feel like it was written about you.


Timshel

Mumford and Sons


Cold is the water
It freezes your already cold mind
Already cold, cold mind
And death is at your doorstep
And it will steal your innocence
But it will not steal your substance

But you are not alone in this
And you are not alone in this
As brothers we will stand and we'll hold your hand
Hold your hand

And you are the mother
The mother of your baby child
The one to whom you gave life
And you have your choices
And these are what make man great
His ladder to the stars

But you are not alone in this
And you are not alone in this
As brothers we will stand and we'll hold your hand
Hold your hand

And I will tell the night
Whisper, "Lose your sight"
But I can't move the mountains for you


From DarkEmpress

They played this song on the radio yesterday. I haven't heard it in ages. The images are beautiful and it made me think of you.

Love, thy will be done
Martika

Love thy will be done
I can no longer hide
I can no longer run
No longer can I resist the guiding light
That gives me the power to keep up the fight ooh-oh
Love thy will be done
Since I found you my life has just begun
And I see all of your creations
As one perfect complex
Your will has been to follow
More special than the next
Ooh-ahh lost and so I still accept
Thy will love be done

Love thy will be mine
You make me strive
For the glorious and divine
How can I be more more satisfied (satisfied)
Even when theres no peace
Outside my window theres peace inside
And thats why I no longer run (I no longer run)
Love thy will be done

Love thy will be done
I can no longer hide
I can no longer run (no woah oh)
Love thy will be done
Thy will love be done

Oh no longer can I resist (no)
The guiding light (guiding light)
The light that gives me the power to keep up the fight
I couldnt be more satisfied (no)
Even when theres no peace outside my window
There is peace inside
And thats why
I can no longer run
Love thy will be done
(Will be done) love thy will(will be done) Oh
Love thy will be done
I can no longer hide
I can no longer run
Love thy will be done
Thy will love be done
REPEAT

Thy will love be done​



Gifts to me.


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Siggy Art

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By Rayne..................................By Rayne................................By me



 
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Please take a look into the essence of who I am, warts and all:)

http://i576.photobucket.com/albums/ss208/Yeishia/Myworld.jpg

Those who are born under the Pisces sign are often selfless, spiritual, and very focused upon their inner journey. They place a great weight on what they are feeling and can often hold on to these feelings a little longer than they should.Feelings definitely define Pisceans, and it is not uncommon for them to feel their own burdens and joys as well as those of others.

Pisces people are born with a highly evolved intuition and a sense of having been there before. Pisces are often associated with dreams and secrets, which is a logical assessment considering those born under this Sign feel comfortable in an illusional world.

Pisces is represented by a pair of Fish swimming in opposite directions. It is often said that these people are a dual-personality, one side existing within reality, and the other, co-existing within an imaginary world. The duality of a Pisces and their yan and yang sensibility, ability to alternate between reality and non-reality while keeping with their introspective natures, and their constant voyage between consciousness and an unconscious dream state says a great deal about their intuitive and almost psychic natures. It can often be difficult to pin down a Pisces, as their attention is not very often piqued by the ordinary or mundane.

People born under the sign of Pisces are quite comfortable with the fact that many others would consider them rather flighty or transparent as if they aren't even present. This is because a Pisces is very comfortable in that world they create within their imagination, and they will go there often.

One of the primary goals of a Pisces is to help and heal other people as well as the Earth. People born under this sign have a difficult time with the cruel nature of mankind, because they are able to create a perfect world within their inner-selves and believe everyone else should be able to as well. Pisces have a difficult time understanding that not everyone can work towards finding a form eutopia, let alone even be concerned with it.

The generosity of a Pisces often gets in the way of their own personal needs and priorities, as Pisces often compassionate and charitable behavior leads them to put the needs of others ahead of their own. Pisces is known for sacrificing themselves for everyone else, but rather than dwell over it in a negative way, Pisces tends to feed off of providing for others. The downside to this behavior is the overwhelming majority of lost souls who will take advantage of the gentle Pisces nature.

Pisces are very easy going, down to Earth, and generally very easy to get along with. They tend not to make any waves, often just going with the flow. The quality associated with Pisces is Mutable, of which their easy-going and fluid nature is often attributed to.

Spiritually oriented and charitable, compassionate, and easily able to feel another person's pain, Pisces people are generally the kindest, most loyal and understanding friends you could have.

Their over-stimulated imaginations and infinite amount of creativity often inspire some very powerful works and accomplishments out of those who are born under this sign. That same creative imagination also tends to make it difficult for a Pisces to distinguish fact from fantasy as they tend to get caught up within their dreams and views of how they feel things should be.

Pisces have no difficulty voicing their dreams and desires, unless those pleas go unheard. When this happens, they tend to go into a bit of a depression, and their level of pessimism rises. From there, further procrastination and escape from reality often ensues.

Pisces know when to keep their mouths shut - they can certainly be trusted with your secrets and the will keep their own feelings bottled up as well around those who do not appreciate them. Double-cross a Pisces, and you may end up with quite a resentful enemy.

Remember that incredible emotional energy of a Pisces? As beautiful as it often is, a Pisces can only bottle it up for so long. When you hurt a Pisces, you better look out because they are capable of going to the darkside and can inflict a great deal of pain right back. More often than not, however, a Pisces will probably cut their losses and move on, and they have no trouble priding themselves on avoiding those who they despise.


Water is the element that is associated with Pisces, and of course this would explain their go-with-the-flow attitudes. They have an extremely unpredictable and emotional nature and it's already been said just how much a Pisces "feels".

Often times a Pisces will feel completely misunderstood, as many people cannot fathom just how much depth there is to the inner workings of them. As sensitive as they may be, and sometimes easy to take advantage of, they are certainly not pushovers and will stand firm for what they believe in.

When a Pisces is down and depressed, if they choose to open up, they can literally cry a river. But their extremely compassionate and imaginative nature fuels their desire to love and cater to others.

Pisces know how to be romantic, and they will dream up all kinds of interesting ways to keep you happily on your toes. Fueled by their creative imaginations and that desire to make people feel great, Pisces are incredible lovers. Just be sure to reciprocate some of that love back, because a Pisces needs to know they are needed and appreciated. Otherwise, you may fuel their anxiety and depression. Although they don't need to be bathing in glory, they most certainly need your respect and appreciation to be shown. [/COLOR]

((Taken directly from http://www.pisceandelusions.org/reference/astrology/pisces/piscesprofile.html- the good the bad and the ugly lol))
 
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Welcome to my World!

Having worked hard on my bedroom renovations and given the past the due diligence it sorely needed, I am happy to return to my bedroom with my delightful Rose in tow.

I had made another significant change, if someone arrived in my arms they would do so naked!

Ezra was not only naked in my arms but dazed from his prolonged journey through time as we arrived just outside my alcove. It didn’t take much effort on my part to coax him where I needed him. I shackled his wrists in a pulley system embedded in the ceiling spread about 21/2 feet apart and his ankles to a spreader bar. I snapped his collar around his neck I wanted no misconceptions as to why he was here. I stood back smiling; he was flanked by the two beautiful prints I had hung earlier…. the image was spectacular and I found myself smiling.

Wake up sleepy head I called over my shoulder as I left the alcove to gather what I needed from my magic toy box for the night ahead, I wanted his first visit to my beloved bedroom, the sanctuary of my heart….. to be one he would long remember..
 
I felt dazed..the swirling motion then we where somewhere new the last thing I remembered was her alcove...I could barely open my eyes as I felt my hands and feet be strapped down, slowly the disorientation cleared I tried to move my hands but could not then my feet.."well"... I thought.. "this is either really good or really bad", then the feel of my collar and the sound of my Loves voice..

"Wake up sleepy head"

so it was really good then as My vision cleared ,I noticed I was in a bed room, Looking around at the lush interior I knew it was Yeishia's bed room. Smiling as I looked at the prints on the wall ..yess..finaly Yeshia's bed room..a shiver of anticipation ran through me, clearly she was going to be Dominate here, trying not to smile as I focused my mind for what was to come.
 
Sensing his eyes on me I turned to face the alcove. From his position he couldn't see all of he room but I made sure he could see me.....

I didn't look like a Mistress, far from it I looked more like an angel sent down from heaven, soft and ethereal and some might say beautiful.

I was wearing a sheer white, toga like dress, its fabric a soft whisper across the naked skin beneath it. My hair a mass of soft curls falling around my shoulders held by a circlet of wild flowers. I was barefoot a similar circlet adoring my slender ankle.

"moonlight" My whole room changed and I was bathed in the soft light of the moon causing my sheer gown to become completely see through, giving small glimpsed of my sensual form as I went about my business.

"Welcome to my bedroom my rose." my words were softly spoken but my eyes showed the measure of my resolve this night.

I looked at him with love and something darker.

I placed several objects on a table just out of his visual range and knelt gracefully before him. Taking his cock in my small hand I stroked him to full hardness, aying not a word, I picked up a length of the softest cord. I had taken some lessons in Japanese binding , something I adored something that frequently guided me into subspace., loving how they felt being wrapped around a limb or in this case.......

With a soft smile I began to competently bind his heavy balls and cock, taking my time it was a ritual of my love a symbol of our trust. I used a figure of eight trapping his riged member between them as i worked .

Finally satisfied that the pressure would sustain his erection but not harm him I sat back on my heels to admire my handiwork

My eyes darkened as I gazed upon his cock proudly standing exquisitely bound in the scarlet cords. He looked magnificent.

I looked up at him and smiled

"Scarlet suits you my pet"
 
She was beautiful! , like an angel in white ,the soft cloth somehow more revealing than none.
Her hair falling about her shoulders as she approached me.Ethereal and loving was her smile but I saw a hint of steel in her eyes.

"moonlight"

Her bed room changed to the soft glow of a full moon, I watched in fascination as she went about her preparations , her lovely form showing through the sheer fabric .hypnotizing me with her loveliness.

"Welcome to my bedroom my rose."
The words were softly spoken but the steel remained in her eyes
I heard more than saw what she had placed on the table just out of my sight wondering what was coming all thought dis appeared as she knelt befor me her soft hands going to my sex.
As always her slightest touch has me stiffing to throbbing hardness very quickly.
Picking up a cord of soft silk she began to lovingly and carefully bind my cock and balls. I watch fascinated as she lovingly wrapped the cord around me , then the sensations began to fill me the pressure if the cord and of the binding it';s self had me in a sort of trance feeling the pressure holding me stiff my mind wandering as I processed the sensations, I felt her love and the joy of her work in her eyes as sat back looking over her work.
Then I watched her eyes darken with lust and even darker thoughts as a smile came to her lips.
a smile that sent a chill up and down my spine, here helpless beofre her..."heaven!" I thought.


"Scarlet suits you my pet"

blushing now with her small praise
 
’It pleases me to shower you with many gifts tonight my sweet, all of which I had made or bought especially for you.” I reached down towards the table and picked up a butt plug, which held it up in the palm of my hand for his inspection, it too was Scarlet and its sheer size dwarfed my slender hand. “Do you think that you can handle this, keep it deep within you until I tell you otherwise?” I know that he will not fail me and so not waiting for a reply I apply a generous amount of lube over its entire surface using my fingertips. It was as if it were indeed my Rose’s flesh I treated so lovingly; All the while I kept my eyes on him, knowing he would see them change from brown to the purest green.

Satisfied I glided towards him my bare feet making no sound at all on the soft rugs which covered the floors. I moved closer and placed one cool hand on his heart for a second feeling his life blood beat beneath it, feeling it accelerate at my merest touch, perfect! I thought as I began to trail my long finger nails across his smooth chest as I made my way behind him. “Relax for me my sweet, “ I whispered in his ear as I placed the tip of the plug at the entrance nestled between his sexy buttocks. I pressed slightly at first then harder still as I felt him relax, then I pushed it home steadily increasing the pressure until it was buried deep within him. “Don’t loose it!” I whispered in his ear as I returned to face him

I wiped my hands clean giving him time to adjust to his new friend and then I picked up a long white feather and held it up, "I believe you will enjoy this”

My eyes were positively glinting with devilment as I took the rope looped at the archway and pulled on it elevating my love slightly off the floor. I dropped down to my knees and ran the feather along the sole of each foot searching for his sweet spots; my touch was neither to light nor too heavy. Watching his expression through the strategically placed mirror I was able to get the pressure just right……..
 
’It pleases me to shower you with many gifts tonight my sweet, all of which I had made or bought especially for you.”

Her smile was so warm,and yet I felt the ice that stayed just under the surface.
She held the "plug" up for me to see and a tremble of fear passed through me. Not really sure if I could take it, but I had no doubt that I would try.. for her..No! I needed to take it for her. I Watched her lube it up as if she was caressing my sex, making my cock throb aginst the bindings.

“Relax for me my sweet, “

I felt hot and cold at the same time. Forcing my self to relax, as the tip was pushed between my cheeks and into me.I focused on relaxing my anus as she slowly drove it in to me always just on the edge of pain but not enough to make me spasm. Then genuine pain as the widest part of the "plug" passed into me ..leaving me panting as it settled in to place, the muscles of my anus closing around it, grasping it.

“Don’t loose it!”

I felt so filled and stretched, I couldn't imagine how I could lose it. The feeling was sensual and unpleasant at the same time and the sensations had my nerves on fire and body on edge..

"I believe you will enjoy this”

Seeing the feather I let a small "no.." escape my lips, but the look in her eyes made plane that I would be getting no mercy from her tonight, as she went to the rope and lifted me slightly off the floor ,My arms now fully supporting me, I felt the muscles pulling. My breath was coming fast now as the anticipation was building. Then I felt the first soft touches of the feather, kicking my head back with something like a groan and a scream mixed together filling her bedroom along with senseless pleas for mercy pouring out of my mouth.. I knew now with out doubt that she loved me and trusted me enough to let her "demon" come out and play and again tonight, I knew I was in heaven, with my own personal Angel...
....... and Demon ....
 
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I listened to his reactions loving the sounds of his small pleas for my mercy and to think I had barely started …..

I lowered him to the floor; that had been but a small tease.

Kneeling in front of him again I checked the binding encircling his beautiful cock before I ran the feather around the frenulum using just the very very tip. I took my time delighting in his reactions, watching the surface vessels as they responded to even the slightest tough of my small feather.

As suddenly as I had started I stopped. Picking up a small lacquer box from the table I stood up once more at his eye level

“Are you having fun yet?” I asked him casually as I flicked it open not yet allowing him to see its devilish contents.
 
*relaxing slightly as she lowered me and let my feet have my weight again, I watched her kneel and began to shower me with the sensation of the feather , fighting hard to control my responses, still my body spasmed at each light touch...finally setting the feather down I watched with trepidation as she retrieved yet another box looking at me with an angelic and beautiful smile, and in her sweetest voice she spoke as she opened the box...

“Are you having fun yet?”

Finaly I mangaed to say the words.."...yes....Mistress"
 
As he answers me I watch his face carefully and sense a tension there. Taking a deep breath I catch my reflection in the mirror. Who is the angel I see reflected there; certainly no Domme.

Suddenly I feel like a naughty child caught playing dress up about to use her mommy's toys.

My mind made up I snap the box shut and put it away. Slowly I untie my Rose, I am not ready for this and I sense neither is he....

He sags into my arms. I hold him tightly

"Ques Sera Sera," and I transport him to his lodge, where lovingly I place him on the huge pallet and cover him with blankets.

Holding him to me one last time I kiss his forehead and stay until he falls asleep, then I sadly leave him, knowing that he will be well cared for by Bella and his many friends,

something were just not meant to be......
 
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Yeishia's Bedroom....renovations complete!

Welcome to my bedroom, my private playground, a place to forget whom you are or from whence you came...

Our mutual pleasure will be our only goal inside these walls!

By invitation only!


When I return I find that housekeeping has followed my instructions to the letter. Gone are the additions to the beloved tree at the head of my bed, the only reminder of what it had held a single golden leaf which was now suspended on an exquisite golden chain. I lovingly pick it up from the night table and place it around my neck. I shall keep his presence next to my heart forever. Every thing is as it was in the beginning except for a few additions. I have kept the soft carpeting Marauder had installed and in addition to the alcove containing the whipping post, is an antique fire place. It gaves the room a warm glow and I love it.

I walk over to the picture I'd had framed, unwrapping it I hang it above the fire place. It would serve as a poignant reminder of what had been and could be no more...

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A time it was
And what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence
A time of confidences
Long ago it must be
I have a photograph
Preserve your memories
They're all that's left you

Bookends

I was learning to stand up on my own to feet and was evolving into the submissive he had wanted me to become…I stood proud knowing that I was doing my very best to fulfill my own potential, my own unique destiny……….

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"Erotic Thoughts" by Antolyy Demenko.


My Doorway

Do not enter greedily.
I am not ready
To entrust you yet
With my secret.

Place your fingers around my knob,
But dare not come inside to rob.
Slowly trace, along my crevice slide,
But do not spread me open wide.

First press yourself against me gently,
Listen for a sign of entry.
I will tell you when it's time,
With the rhythm of my rhyme.

Until then linger without a sound,
Imagination keeping you around,
As I ignite you with my tongue,
Whispering ancient tunes unsung.

And when my resistance wearing thin,
Aches enough to let you in,
Tired of taunting drop by drop,
I'll beg you in to never stop.


Shelly Martin


When that time comes be you near or far
whisper the words 'Que Sara Sara'
Hold to your heart my golden key
and it will bring you close to me!

Yeishia
:rose:


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I love my bedroom the huge king size plus bed dominates the room, my walls are lined with antique golden draperies save for the wall facing the bed upon which a single oil painting dominates.,"Erotic Thoughts" by Antoly Demenko. If I could paint a self portrait she would be I, except of course for the length of her hair, for mine falls past my waist...

My bed in fact my room, has some very special features not apparent to the casual observer...

4 huge ornate brass rings are attached to the bed's four corners, they look decorative lying there, seemingly innocuous pieces of the beds decor...however they serve a very naughty purpose.

Smiling I lounge back on the pillows enjoying my bed's decadent comfort while gazing at the ceiling; this feature I am very proud of. The whole ceiling is holographic, and with a gentle whispered command it will do my bidding changing into whatever my hearts desire would wish it to be. "Starry night." I whisper.... watching it and the rooms lighting change as if by magic. Within milliseconds I am staring up at the sky entranced.

I am still amazed, ofttimes I feel as if my very room is a living breathing entity, each detailed subtle, scene... along with the clever lighting bathe and encompass every facet of my room, thereby creating an evocative, dangerous or even playful mood depending on the scene I choose.

I can even preset it to include suitable mood enhancing music and I often do.... for I believe that music is indeed the food of love, together with poetry, message, the kiss of a well placed whip..... well the list for me is endless! I am still mesmerized with the shear wonder and joy of it, even a whole year later!

Whispering, "Bedroom" and we are back to normal, mmm nothing is ever truly as it seems... I giggle turning to my toy boxes. I have one on either side of the bed. The one on the right is for my toys and the one on the left is for my play clothes. What makes them special? well let me show you. I open my toy box and peer inside. closing my eyes I visualize a 12 inch pink dildo and a pair of very sexy handcuffs to match. Reaching in I pull the items from the chest.....I love my toy boxes for they too can give me all my hearts desires!

Both boxes are magical producing whatever is needed by the person who opens them; the only limits are the imagination of the one who is searching!
"I warn you they will not produce anything that has been restricted by my hard limits,"
and often the boxes are aware of them even before I have set them.

Placing my toys back into the box with a last look around I head for the adjoining bathroom. Here some major changes have been made since the beginning days.It is quite simply an oasis designed for pleasure!

The tub is big enough for two or more, and surrounded on three sides with floor length mirrors, and small alcoves housing candles of varying shapes and sizes. A toilet, bidet, and a huge sink; besides which are shelves filled with huge fluffy white towels and hooks from which are hanging similar fluffy white and gold bathrobes..... and that is it!

I return to my bedroom well satisfied with the new additions and changes my huge emerald eyes alight with pleasure as I glance around once more. Removing my clothing I let my hair fall free as I stretch out in the middle of my gorgeous bed once more.

"Mirrors, moonlight, music."

Pure Imagination

I stretch out sensually enjoying the images reflected back at me, I look happy and serene. Smiling I relax watching as the moonlight and flames from the fireplace both are reflected by the many mirrors; they seem to dance and frolic in and out of my reflection, touching teasing caressing my sinfully seductive flesh!

“Hmmmmm so nice", I murmur drowsily, this is my sanctuary I place where no one could follow unless they were invited, a private place where the only way I could be hurt would be if I allowed it to be so.


I roll myself up in my silken sheets and am soon in the land of Pure Imagination where dreams really do come true…..​


:rose:

My Lovely writing desk!

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Walks into the newly rennovated room, having been here a couple times before he notices and appreciates the changes

I like the new set-up.

walks over, admiring the paintings
 
Happy that he has decides to visit I watch as he prowls around my domain.

Nervously I follow his every move, my tummy clenching nervously, he is..... he is surperb!


You like? I am so pleased ..umm what can I get you m how can I please?


I am seated cross legged in the middle of my huge bed and as I speak I lower my eyes....I am .scared and anxious, and filled with exquisite anticipation.

Who will he be tonight; fellow sub, switch? My friend who will come to me equally seeking mutual pleasure?
 
smiles at the seated yeishia, moving behind her, fingers trailing over her neck and back, feeling the skin he opened not too long ago.

Yes, I like it a great deal, it suits you.

leans over and kisses her shoulders

You are pleasing just as you are yeishia.

his mood is playful, neither dominant nor submissive right now, but either side can be called on if he feels it necessary.

Is there anything specific you need right now?
 

His fingers on my skin evoke memories; a moment of need asked and answered...but tonight was very very different.

This night was personal, for me at least.

His mouth on my shoulder was like lightening there then gone , a brief moment of utter pleasure..I love the primal charge of a newly formed storm on a warm summers eve....


What do I need?

I lean back into the beauty and strength of him

Symbiosis ..you and I together please!

My heart stops at my boldness......
 
smiles softly, kissing behind her ears

I think we can do that. But you'll need to be naked.

very gently eases the straps of her clothing down her shoulders, kissing softly along the revealed skin, tasting her

If you need to stop, or I do something wrong, just tell me. Beyond that, I want you to enjoy yourself, to feel. I want to make you feel good yeishia.

his fingers caress her arms, slow touches up and down as he kneels behind her, letting her lean into him, just feeling her heartbeat.
 
Hmmmmm I feel my clothing slip away knowing that every inch is bathed in the delightful glow of my embarrassment.

He has seen me unclothed before...

As an obligation, as a friend tending to my need, but tonight?

I am here because I wish it, he is here because... well I sincerely hope that in his heart of hearts that he desires it also.

If you need to stop, or I do something wrong, just tell me. Beyond that, I want you to enjoy yourself, to feel. I want to make you feel good yeishia.

I relax at his softly whispered words I feel them dance and frolic across my suddenly sensitized and fevered skin.

One heart one beat...


This is perfect, thank you ..I ..I ..I want ..please hold me love me!
 
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