Thursday, December 10, 2009

"The Den"

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John had decided he had had enough. If he didn't get a massage soon he would scream. His work in landscaping was after all very taxing on the body. He needed to release some tension. He also needed to feel the tender touch of a woman again as it had been so long. John decided to go to a little place down the street a friend from work had told him about recently. Apparently it was a great place. His friend would go on and on about a little girl they called Tigress. He thought it strange that the directions led to an old warehouse but thought," what the heck" as curiosity over took him, he thought he would go ahead and give it a shot.
A very naughty smile crossed over his face as he thought about the things he could possibly do at one of these massage houses. He had been told they gave massages and so much more. John continued walking until he reached the small dark alleyway he had been instructed to take to get there. He approached the door in the side of the alley just marked The Den. Taking a step forward and pausing, he noticed a small frosted window in the door. He tried looking in, but discovering he could not see anything, he continued forward. Reaching for the door knob he turned and pushed the door open. His nostrils immediately met with the strong scent of eucalyptus. Now being further intrigued he stepped inside. As he shut the door a bell went off behind him.

John stood there for a minute taking in his surroundings, while his eyes adjusted to the dark having come in from the light outside. Looking around it was dark, and not much to see. It looked like an old abandoned warehouse. No desks or rooms or anything it just opened up to empty blackness. Suddenly out from the darkness somewhere he was greeted by a rather tall woman. She looked to be in her 40's , but still rather attractive. John could tell in her younger days she must have been quite a looker. She came toward him with an outstretched hand."Hello Sir, welcome to The Den. You can call me Mama,what can we serve you with today?"


Taking and cupping the hand of this lovely statuesque lady John paused to marvel at her beauty for a moment. Lost briefly as he scanned over her sweet curves.
"Mama, hmmmmm. The Den, good evening" John was a little puzzled at this strange greeting out of nowhere, with his senses on overload as he inhaled the scented eucalyptus now mixed with her gentle sweet scent. "Not quite sure,really I was told by a friend to pay you a visit and being I was looking for a blissful relaxing time, well uhhh, massage? sauna? maybe you can you tell me?" As his eyes once again began to scan the lovely vision before him.

"Oh I see you are a newbie." She chuckles a sweet little laugh." Yes I think Mama has just what you need tonight baby boy. Come her and give Mama a hug.", as she pulled him close to her breasts and held him close to her. John released her hand and allowed himself to be embraced and welcomed closer by this very enticing woman.

Her strong arms clenched around his and their bodies meet as John held her against him inhaling her perfume and feeling her smooth skin against his as her giggle echoed in his ear. Still being a little unsure, he felt at least possibly he was in good hands.

" Come on baby , come meet the kitties." she said, still holding his hand as she began to lead him lead down a long hall. There were several doors on either side, but they continued to walk, past the doors to the end of the hall. The smell of Eucalyptus getting stronger now, as they approached an even smaller door at the end of the hallway.
John walked behind Mama watching the sway of her hips, hypnotic in motion feeling her squeeze his hand, he continued to follow her down the hallway. Noticing the closed doors and indeed the scent growing, filling his nostrils.
the scent more pungent as she extended her hand and reached for the door knob. Turning and opening the door the eucalyptus exploded on his senses.

Mama lead John in and once inside he saw women everywhere, scantily clad women everywhere, "Okay honey Mama says, giggling a little at his first gasp taken in at such a beautiful bouquet of lovelies. "These are the kitties, what is your pleasure? redhead ,blond, brunette?" He notices now that it looks like each girl has their own cubicle, with hot tubs in each one,and now John knows where the smell of Eucalyptus is coming from. "So honey what'll it be?" Mama says, anxiously awaiting his decision.

Still in awe of the bevy of beauties he scans the room, at the choices before him one seemingly more lovely the other. "What a very enviable task before me, what flavor,hmm?" John looks over the room and squeezes Mama's hand even tighter now.
"Hmmmm anyone I want?, he asks looking Mama in the eyes, well if it really is anyone, then I pick You Mama. They are the kitties, but I want the Tigress of the den." Mama looks at him wide eyed as a small reddish hue flows over her cheeks.

" Ah that is very sweet lovey, but I am not for sell. I am the Mamma. Tigress you say.?..yes, I have just the girl follow me hun." she says grasping his hand a little tighter and pulling him along. Taking him to the back of the open room. Many of the girls flash him wanton glances, as he passes by. " Yes here we are. Your name sweetie what shall we call you?"

John exchanges glances with many of the ladies along the way drawn into their sinfully sexy eyes and looks ,supple lips warm smiles,provocative gestures. He tries to shake it off and stay focused." Errr ummm John." he exclaims rather quickly trying to come up with a name. As he stood there in the open space anxious to see what, or who Mama had selected for him. Inhaling deeply and already feeling the stress diminishing with just the ambiance surrounding him.

Mama looks at him and smiles warmly. " Pleasure to meet you John, this is Tigress our most sought after and experienced kittie. She will take real good care of you, now play nice Tigress this one is new." He watches as a 30's something comes from behind a sheer piece of cloth. She is a redhead, and he can't help himself but to gasp " A redhead" ,to which Mama replies, "Yes this is TigressnRed." Are you happy with this John?" you barely hear her as you are now captivated by the redhead beauty now fully before you. long strawberry blond hair, deep blue eyes, fair milky white skin, wearing a deep jaded green garter and corset that shows her cleavage and breasts quite nicely , slender not too tall but definitely petite.
long nails, a green see through robe matches her garter and black thigh highs and black boots, top off the look.

John snickers a little at Mama's "new" comment to Tigress. He pauses to take her in flaming locks draping her ivory canvas,sapphire sparkling and glimmering eyes sculpted face of a true goddess. He could tell she took very good care of her skin. He released Mamas hand now and leaned his weight to one side and just marveled. All his senses numb and only surveying this lovely, lovely woman,accented and enticing curves, lovely breasts, hair flowing nicely to her hips. John stood there trying to decide and decipher how Mama knew his taste. Her stature told him she had an air of confidence about her and possibly some fierceness in her. John thought to himself everything so perfect, age, hair, eyes, attire even if I had to create my dream woman." He began to lick his lips his desire for this woman's touch giving him away now. pulling himself together and realizing he was possibly giving too much of himself away too soon. He turned now to answer Mama after this long pause. "Yes, she, not this, is very acceptable indeed."

"Yes,I thought this would be just what you needed." Mama says, when suddenly John hears a familiar bell ring throughout the building. "Have fun kids, and she looks at Tigress sternly, be nice" Tigress just smiles a mischievous grin at Mama, and a knowing look is flashed between them. John thought that was rather odd, but quickly shrugged it off as he realized he was now left alone with this beauty, and not so sure what was in store for him. " Hello John ", she says in a sweet soft voice as she walks over to him and extends her hand to him.

Smiling at her touch,.and turning to Mama, he said, "Thank you very much Mama, you have chosen very well for me " "Thank you John several years in the business gains me that kind of experience." as she turns to blow him a playful kiss and then is gone in a flash to the newest customer.

John moved his hand so that his fingers interlocked with hers and raised her hand to his lips and kissed it. "Pleasure to meet you lovely woman. Mama seems to have quite an intuition as to my preference in a woman, but then again what man would not be envious of me right here right now." As he kissed her hand again and locked into her sapphires.

She blushed a little and said, "Thank you Sir you are too kind, would you like to come over here and sit on the bed and talk awhile?" She doesn't wait for his answer but leads him by the hand over behind the curtain where is displayed a rather large four poster bed in the middle of the room. It is draped in various silks of gold and green. Large and small pillows everywhere on the bed. There is a hot tub jacuzzi placed next to the bed, and one whole wall is covered in glass, next to the jacuzzi. Also he noticed on the opposite wall is what looks like a massage table with several shelves with oils and lotions. Incense is burning, that sweet smell of Eucalyptus. He sits on the bed following her lead, it is soft like down he thinks maybe. " So John, I would like to start by asking you if you are pleased with everything, because I can change anything you are not happy with?"

John fixes his gaze on her watching and looking. Turning to look her deeply in the eyes admiring her deep sapphires, watching her carefully as she shows him the room, then quickly refocusing again. His eyes feasting on her beauty. He gently nods his head to her question, and leans back on the bed his hands flat, back stretched out, and keeping his gaze squarely on her. She began to fidget a little and John could tell she was getting uncomfortable at his continued stares at her, and constantly trying to lock her eyes in to his.

"Hmmmmmm,there is one thing that we could alter." He snickers out loud as a Cheshire cat smile crosses his lips, his tongue in his cheek, raising his hips a bit in anticipation of what the evening may enfold to him. Releasing her hand,and answering her once again. "We could change a small little thing." She looks anxiously awaiting his request. "The amount of clothes on both of us." As he raises his hand to undo the top button of his shirt.She leans forward showing off her breasts in front of him and slowly crawls on the bed in between his legs. Cupping his hand in hers, she says "Oh well now John let me do that for you." As she takes his hand and removes it and quickly takes over the unbuttoning of his shirt.

As she does he feels her soft knuckles rubbing on his chest and her long finger nails ever so slightly touching his skin." So John tell me, she says locking eyes with him, and flashing a stunning yet devilish smile. John could tell she was trying to play a game with him, but he would allow it for now. "Who do you prefer to be in control here?"

Looking and watching her. Studying her intently,looking down at her fingers, feeling her kneeling between his thighs as she moves closer and looks at him awaiting his answer. Pausing a little for affect John leaned back on his elbows, he said, "Control. how does control come into play for a massage? I guess I have a lot in store for me, but I do usually like to dictate what happens on the bed." He raises his one knee and brushes it playfully along her hip.

She giggles as she takes in his sexy chest now rubbing her hands all over his broad chest and easing the shirt off his arms. " Just trying to get an idea what you are looking for sweetness, this is the part we here at the den call negotiations. So a massage is what you are after huh? " Ok , so you dictate the bed and I dictate everything else",she says rather flippantly and teasingly smiling that same mischievous smile he had seen earlier that evening. "I can definitely do that for you, what else will be the gentleman's pleasure?", she asks, batting her eyes at him in a smart allic yet seductive kind of way. John cannot help but snicker again at the playfulness of this little kittie. as she now begins to unbuckle the belt on his pants.

Feeling her sexy hands all over him, and now attending to his buckle. John watches. He studies her skillful fingers as they expertly undo his belt. "It seems you are reading my mind even without me uttering a word." As he extends his hand to caress her face and brush her hair from her face, placing it softly over her ear. Touching her sculpted cheekbones and then moving his hands along her shoulder and arm.

"Hmmm, negotiations. What is on the menu here at the den?" John looks down at his watch, and then continues. "I have no time frame, and I feel like there is no price on indulgence of the mind and body especially for such a treasure as you."

She blushes once again at his tender affections and words. She had never had a customer treat her with such affections. She began to think that there was much more to this man than her average. She quickly shook it off and got back to the business at hand. " Well Sir we have a special that I think will fit your desires quite nicely, she says as she removed his belt and began to unbutton and unzip his pants very slowly. " The special is a half hour massage, followed by a half hour in the hot tub, and 2 hours in the bed, does that sound like something you would like John, and I should mention the special is called the special because in that amount of time you can have any treat or desire you wish, all you need do is ask your wish is my command Sir, she says as she bowed her head at him, obviously playing the roll she thought he wanted her to take. She smiles warmly as her blue eyes dance looking at him like inviting waters. "Oh yes and you should know, she says as she now gets off the bed swinging her booted leg over him, turning and displaying her sweet small ass for John to admire, standing in front of him she goes to a closed armoir, she opens it and inside is a toy box of toys of every shape and size. John had never seen such a collection. Some of these toys he thought to himself I have, but some.... " well?" she says. " This is pleasing to you John?"

"Very,very,pleasing." If she needed confirmation of his pleasure John's bulge quickly announced it, as he was now completely taken and drawn in by her sapphires and her walk. The glide of her body to and from the armoire, her hair, watching her flaming locks bounce. John slid off the bed and allowed his pants to drop and pool on the floor before them. Staring at her with pleasure dancing in his eyes. His pleased state fully visible. " There is only one problem I can see Tigress, my pet, 1/2 and 1/2 and 2 that makes 3 hours, let's make it double that and let me lock you up for 6 hours and we'll see what happens from there,that is if you don't have any other appointments this evening?" he asked standing before her and inhaling deeply of the smell of Eucalyptus mixed with her lovely scent, while quickly stepping out of his pants

"Oh. no Sir if you are willing to pay Mama's price for the hours then I am at your service." So then we are agreed?' John nodded yes with a mischievous gleam in his eye. " very well then." She saunters over to him her boots clicking on the wooden planks beneath them. Bending down to her knees in front of him she slowly pulled down his underwear, he could feel her hot breath flowing over him as she was so close to his now completely exposed rather hard manhood. It came out of its hiding place with a little pop of the material and she grins ever so slightly, expertly removing the last bit of cloth between him and the feeling of her breath. looking up at him, she says "You will not need these for your massage Sir." as he lifts one foot and then the other, now standing in front of her naked, and anticipating her next move.

John just continued to look her deeply in her eyes seemingly not paying attention to what her hands were doing. Focusing intently on her eyes and her facial expression, her supple lips, as her tongue glided across her lips adding moisture, and giving her own desire away. Standing proudly before her, noticing that he was indeed naked now and she was still clad in her sexy attire.

Feeling his hardness grow, he continued watching her passionate dreamy eyes."very well then, he said finally." Meeting mamas price is not a problem as long as we have time I see us having a very pleasing time for us both". John extended his hand and softly brushed it across her chin.

"Very well then Sir shall we get started?" She says as she stood now still gazing into his eyes, she grabbed his wrists and wrapped them around her waist and pulled him close into her small framed body. John feeling her breasts brushing up against his chest as her hips met his hips and her pantie clad pussy rubbed against his hard cock. Still holding on to his wrists she pulled him leading him over to the massage table. She looked at him and smiled softly, still entranced by his eyes.

She now begins thinking to herself, what is the power he seems to hold over me, no one has spent this much time looking me in her eyes. His eyes so tender and compassionate, and yet so dark and mysterious. In fact most customers try to avoid my eyes? what is it about this guy, that has me so bothered, and this energy he carries with him? You are a professional snap out of it Tina!" You can not allow yourself to slip.

"Would you like to lie down John, on your stomach." She said motioning him to the table. John lay down only to eager, to get this long awaited massage started. John was left now with only his remaining four senses to enjoy this pampering as he could no longer see the beauty, with his face down in the table. John could hear the clicking of her boots as she went to the shelf next to him. He could hear her fumbling around and then suddenly she was standing at his side. " Okay John, why don't you tell me something about yourself." She is taking him in lying naked before her, now examining from behind, he was strong, muscular, yes she thought to herself he may certainly dictate the bed play. She smiled a little. Suddenly John felt hot towels being placed all over his backside. They were wet and hot, almost too hot, but then he felt the heat working into those exasperated muscles.

John squeezed tightly at the feel of the warm, rather hotness he felt. He took a deep breath now relaxing into and welcoming the soothing powers of the heat soaking into him. His arms stretched out in front of him he picked up his head and turned to face Tina, yet his eyes remained closed as he savored the ambiance she had created for him. John was laying on his ever hardening cock that she had aroused when she was leaning against it and the hardness of it matched the hunger in his now aching groin.

"Me, what would you like to know? Seems you already have a head start on learning about me." John took a deep breath and felt the hot towel on his ass as the water traveled to his balls and cock soothing him. "Well lets see, I own a landscaping company as you can tell by my hands." Deciding to show her would be better than talking John rubbed his strong hands on her thighs and massaged your hips. Then as he was feeling very relaxed and ready he allowed his hand to snake to her inner thighs and rub her upper thighs. Tina was starting to grow very wet just st the presence of this man, but his touch was so tender and even through his hardworking calloused hands she could feel his compassion for her. "Mostly design the work now so i have an eye for beauty, much like you." John turned to look at her again with his green eyes fixed watching for her reactions both to his words and to his touch. He then inhaled deeply and closed his eyes again, as he muttered "Very very hot."
pulling his hand from between her legs. Tina could not help but to be a little disappointed as she was starting to relax and enjoy his touch.
"As you can see its a stressful job and I do like pampering myself, in more than one way." John chuckled a little at his own wit stretching his 5'10 muscular frame across the table,and now teasingly turning his head to the other side looking away from her, as the hot water further soothed his aching loins.

" Landscaping huh? " she says as she began now to place hot rocks on his back. One on each shoulder, practically forcing him to have to stay still now. His touch really is inviting, different somehow than the rest of the hands she has felt before. She begins to line the hot rocks down his spine, between broad shoulders. Then lastly places a rock on each ass cheek. The towels have cooled now, but the rocks being hotter than the towels, begin to feel as if they are melting into his back. "Well that explains the tired, over worked muscles, this should get us a good start at relaxing you. What kind of music do you like John?"

the heat from the rocks surged through his skin and stimulating muscles and nerves as she pulled away the hot towels and drug them across his body. John flexed his ass cheeks, as he was aware at her longing gazing at his backside. Feeling playful and a bit rebellious himself he made the rocks roll off. One of the rocks rolled down between his ass cheeks and rested against his cock and balls making him grind into the table. Tina watched this show of tomfoolery and chuckled as John voiced seemed to go up a half octave. John shrugged it off and continued "mmmmmmmm yes
music? I like all kinds as long it has feeling. Jazz is good, ethnic music, Greek particularly, just about anything except rap, and you? sweet Ti...Tina is it? What music does the lovely Tins like to listen too, what kind of music stimulates you? " he asked with a devilish grin.

Feeling her hand reach for the displaced rocks as her fingernails raked his ever thickening shaft. "Nice touch." John thought to himself, then quickly added "What you have on is fine with me. As it is I am more in tune with you, and the music escaping your lips created by you. The click clack of your heels as you walk. The slight sigh as we touch." Taking opportunity John slipped his hand between her thighs again and cupped her already wet pussy, pressing his palm into her mound, taking notice that she was completely smooth. With that Tina allowed a low moan to echo in the room. John whispered very quietly. "Your melodic moan....see just like that." Still keeping his eyes closed as if he was a blind master musician so beautifully playing his instrument.

She was beginning to figure it out. It was the way he spoke to her, that low, firm controlled tone of his as if he had brought her to this place, and planned this evening. As if she was the captive of his desire. They way he seemed to look right through her with those deep green eyes as if she was not just some two bit whore making her buck for the night. The way he touched her as if she had never been touched. The way she moaned as if she was waiting her whole life just to feel his touch and his touch alone. she smiled, biting her bottom lip just a bit. " okay John", she said matter of factly, her heels clicking across the floor as she returned to the shelf and came back to the side of him. She poured a fragrant lotion on his back and began to rub and kneed the individual muscles in his strong back, softly, but not too softly. John watched her succulent, supple thighs, moving around him. her mound rubbing against his ribs and side.

John welcomed her back eagerly, as she returned from grabbing the lotion. Something about this girl entranced him, captivated him. Her touch, her gentle touch along his muscles along his spine and shoulders loosening the stiffness and at the same time sending all that stiffness to his cock. John lifted his hips and slid his hand to his cock to adjust it. Spreading his legs now giving her a full shot of himself and pushing his cock down so that it is between his thighs. Suddenly John feels a slick, soft hand over his. "Let me take care of that for you." Tina says as she adjusts for him, giving it a slow long teasing stroke. "More comfy?"
"Yes." John answers doing a little moaning himself, reveling and enjoy the expertise of her touch. Her soft hands along his stiff cock her palm kneads his balls and she slides your hand up his ass cheeks. John exhales deeply. "Feeling ok?" ,Tina asks
"Yes very okay as you can tell." So how about you Tina, how are you feeling? Tell me a little something about yourself, let's get acquainted if it's not too personal? John was unsure of proper protocol here but he figured she had asked him so it was worth a shot. Tina giggled a little, it was very unique for a customer to ask her about herself. Oh, sure she had asked him but it was her job to make light chit chat with the customers, just to make them feel a little more comfortable, and to establish long time repeat clients. No one had ever asked her about herself. of course no other customer had made her feel the way he was making her feel either.

"Acquainted?" she says a little shake in her voice. Trying to distract this over curious man she decided to turn up the heat a little. as he was turning up the heat on her. She pressed down on him with all the might she could muster, causing her pert nipples to drag on his back. Straddling his thigh and grinding her warm moist mound against him. Feeling very pleased with herself and listening as John breaths got deeper and more relaxed. Tina continued. "Yes I think we should get acquainted ,and no you are not being too forward." Tina lied hoping to cover the insecurity she felt inside at this moment with this man. Her palms making their way up his back, running her fingers in his hair, pressing his scalp. John felt shivers go through him like electricity though less from what she was doing as more from her vulnerability exposed to him.

Acquainted? she thinks to herself. what am I supposed to tell this man. That when I am not working I go home to be a loving housewife, that I've been married fifteen years, and have two beautiful boys. With a husband whom the only thing I have in common with is sex. That I long for a different life. No this was all too personal she thought to herself. "Um, well I don't really know what to say John, I graduated from high school and took two years of college." High school? college? that was the best you could come up with. Wishing she could take it all back now and feeling a little more like a tongue tied schoolgirl than a consummate professional. She decided that was enough talking, "Flip over now John." Seeing his hardened shaft she reached over to get some warming oil from the shelf. She grasped it softly but firmly in her hands and began to stroke it, up and down slowly, then taking her fingertips lightly dragging them against it, she took just her finger tips to the head of his cock pulling and dragging just the head until she saw the precum start to come forward.

Seeing that she was getting a little flustered, John decided that it would be best to not continue on this line of questioning, perhaps later. He opened his eyes and looked at her and watched as her sweet eyes at first looked down at his shaft and then down his legs as he spread them wider for her. watching intently as her small fist slid up and down, feeling his cock throb to the beat she was creating. John caught her eyes and smiled hoping to offer some quiet comfort to her, he reached out to stroke her back. Gathering her hair to one side to see more of her vanilla smooth skin,such contrast to her flaming mane. John could feel the oils soak into his shaft, with a subtle warmth, looking deeply into her eyes as the precum oozed from the head.

She slightly arches her back enticed by the site of it collecting over the head of his hard cock. She watches it in hunger as John watches her with the same hunger. She doesn't give it a chance to drip but instead places her finger over the tip with her finger and smears it, swirling it over over the head and running her palm over and back down to the base. John keeps his eyes on her the whole time watching intently at her hypnotic gaze as she caters to his needs,watching her collect her thoughts or perhaps drifting in and out with other thoughts. This creature before him so beautiful , mysterious, intriguing."hmmmmmmm", low moans now rising to escape out of John as she squeezes hard, stroking upward and hard with her thumb on his biggest vein, inducing more precum to come to the top. "gggggrrrr" John growls as the feelings of satisfaction start to wash over him,

She bends her head down now and just with the tip of her tongue licks just the tip of the head of his cock. Tasting the sweetness of the pre cum and watching as he jumps just a little. John reaches to hold her flaming mane in pony tail so as to get a full view of her tongue circling, hungrily around the tip of his cock. John lifts his hips just a little, sending a jolt down his shaft."mmmmmm, very very nice, like the taste?" John marvels at her playful tongue lathering and bathing his head in her saliva pushing his cock to his stomach and dragging her tongue down his vein, gently flicking his balls and then running her tongue flat on the underside of his cock to the head, teasing the crown again, flashing her teeth over it,just grazing. John growls and sighs, releasing her hair, watching as it drapes over the side of her face. "Sweet?" John says now starting to feel more in control.


"Oh, yes Sir very sweet.". she says flashing him a devilish look as she takes his whole cock in her mouth now, grasping the bottom and pulling upwards as her mouth goes up and down, in and out, her saliva dripping all over him, playing with his balls and squeezing ever so slightly, She moves faster as he watches her hair flowing over him, John throws his head back ever so close now, She moves faster and harder, even longer strokes as she takes him all in. Then when he could stand it no longer, and feeling fully in control now, John spoke,"Mmmmm Tina, we have lots of time no rush for that." He reached down and pulled his cock out of her mouth, holding it inches from her lips. Looking into her eyes he saw a deep hunger emanating from them a deep carnal hunger. She lunged with her lips again and sucked the head spitting on the head as he leaned back, doing all he could not to explode. He reached around to the back of your head,and grabbed a fistful of hair and yanked her lips away from his cock. He watched her smile, as if she was ready to fight for it. John smiled back. Tina loved the feel of a man's hands in her hair and welcoming the yank of her hair she tried again to lunge for his cock. John again tightened his grasp on her so arousing red flaming hair wrapping around his wrist, holding her at bay.

John reached down and grabbed his hard cock at the base,and cock slapped her lips as strings of precum laced her face. "Hmmmmm, feisty aren't you I see now why they call you Tigress, but I shall call you petite My petite."

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Killing Me Softly



fills a large tub full of water.....as I watch you sit on the chair next to me........it finishes.....honey, I will help you through this.....come here..... you come over and ask,should I take my clothes off? I say no my love......get in the tub you stand in the deep tub and I tell you to sit..you do.....I put my arm around your back and slowly move you towards the water........hold your breath my love as your head goes under.....I push you under....you have your eyes open and you are watching me...you see how much I love you....and I see you drift and struggle and your eyes close.......I pull you out and put my mouth over yours and give rescue breaths.....you breathe and hold me so very tightly.....you tell me, I Love You...Master.....and I say....oh Princess...I Love you too!!!

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Baker



She had decided, early that morning she would make him a surprise batch of cookies. After all he had been exceptionally kind to her lately. She knew she wasn't that good of a baker, but she really wanted to do something nice for him, and she had to at least try. Well everything was going fine until that big bag of flour fell off the counter next to her.

"Oh, Shit." she said to the open air. Worried that she would disturb him with all the banging around. She quickly tried to find a broom, but since this was his place and she hadn't stayed often she couldn't seem to find one.

"Oh I am gonna be in trouble if he catches me like this", she thought to herself, but it was too late. She looked up from where she had been trying to pick up the pieces of the flour bag, and there he was standing ominously above her, and started in right away without even so much as a good morning.

"Spilled the flour again, well how are you gonna clean this mess up for me?"

As he was saying this she noticed he had something held behind his back. Before she had time to ask questions he revealed a rather long piece of rope.

" Lie down girl!"

"Right here in this mess?"

"You made your mess now you can lie in it."

"Oh. you can be such a bastard." she said with an obvious scowl in her voice.

He just laughed a hearty laugh, with a gleam in his eye, unshaken by her utter defiance.

" You would do well for yourself to watch that smart mouth of yours."

Still with a smile across his face, he reached down and forcefully grabbed her wrists, and quickly tied her wrists together.

" Damn that hurts."

Without even looking at her or giving her a response he proceeded to tie her arms up to the kitchen table. Then standing over her and looking down on her, he said in his your,better not try it tone.....

"Now. you will answer my question. How are you going to clean this mess up for me?"

"Well how am I supposed to do that all tied up?"

"I left your clothes on, that which you can't reach by your mouth you can wipe up with your clothes."

He chuckles as he watches her roll around, trying aimlessly to clean up the massive amount of flour.

"I think you are just making things messier."

He reaches down and unties her hands from the post, but leaves them tied together and then tosses her the rag from the table.

"Here, this should do it."

She takes the rag not a little bit perturbed at the notion that she can even clean up all this mess, let alone with her hands tied.

Looking down at the messy clothes he shakes his head in disgust.

"Well, just what did you expect, miracles!"

At that remark he walks over and opens one of the kitchen drawers, just above her head where she is knelt on all fours. She could hear him fumbling for something, but what she could not tell. He shut the drawer then looked down at her.

Scissors! He had scissors in your hands. Towering above her with a mischievous grin, he bent down and with a quick snip removing her panties. Feeling very bare now and a little humiliated he spoke again in his low,I'm not messing around with you anymore voice. Handing the panties back to her, he said,

"Here, give me the dirty rag, and you can use these to mop up the rest."

Truth is she loved it when he used such force, especially a little edge play, but he made it clear from the beginning he would never cut her, and she had learned to trust his capable hands, and his word. Although some of those lessons were painfully learned.



Standing there staring down at her, he pointed to all the places she had missed and watched her bare ass move. He, not being able to help himself, reached down and felt her ass. As she felt his touch her senses coming to life, her pussy getting wet preparing to be teased and tortured, as was his way. His mood told her she would not be complaining in the end. Then he moved lower still and found the damp slit beneath.

She could not help but to begin to rock her hips, almost impulsively as he had her dripping wet with his power over her. She knew as soon as she did it, she had messed up again. She had been given explicit instructions that when he was touching her she must ask to move against his fingers, and when she didn't it would end abruptly. Bringing his hand back up and out. He looked at her now with a dark scowl on his face.

"Ok, when you get done, I want you to put the rag you just used in that can, stand up and bend over the table, then wait quietly and patiently for my return."

She did as instructed although the butterflies in her stomach almost took over her ability to continue cleaning up the mess. In fact she actually slowed down and tried to make it last as long as she could so she could prolong facing him again any time soon. She knew he was displeased. That feeling looming over her, knowing it could have been so different if she could just learn to watch her mouth. Who did he think he was after all wasn't she just trying to do something nice for him, and this was the thanks she got! Why did she even bother, still no one can move her like he could. Make her feel so alive, and she knew in the end he was only looking to bring out the very best woman she could be.

Reluctantly she did what was asked of her. Bending herself over the table. Knowing that if she was found in direct disobedience, it would be much worse for her.She had learned that before the hard way.

She waited for what seemed like forever, as she listened to him chuckling at something he had been watching on the T.V. in the living room. Then she heard the distinct sound of him pick up the remote and click it off. Followed then by a mind deafening, heart racing silence. Then his footsteps approaching closer and closer to her.
He did not speak a word at first but grabbed her by the waist and stood over her



"First, for your clumsiness, this must be done,"

He says as he raises his hand and strikes her ass hard again and again. After the fifth strike, her red ass presented for him swells its passion and without respite for her, he says.

"Now for your smart mouth."

As another five lashes are placed down. Her ass burning now, and the tears starting to form, he stops for a moment and rubs and coddles her ass for a little while, but it is short lived as he continues once again.

"Now for your disobedience"

She winces and try to brace myself, but he suddenly stops and speak to her with such sweetness in his voice.

" You do understand, pet that I do not like to have to discipline you don't you?"

"yes Sir" she says in a soft voice of anxiousness, between the tears.

"I would much rather heap you with rewards, but so long as you continue your rebellion and obstinate behavior I must correct it, if I let it just slide, how will you ever be the refined lady you were meant to become?"

"You will learn the proper respect for me,wont you?"

"Yes Sir"

And then he continued another five whacks to each cheek to make his point known. She screamed out and cried loudly now.

When will I ever learn to bite my tongue. I put him through this displeasure out of my own lack of self control and selfishness.she began to think to herself.

"I'm sorry Sir that I made you do this. I will watch my mouth next time."

" Oh......yes you will."

Still with a scowl on his face he had only begun to make his point to her.
He unzipped his pants and pulled out the hard shaft. Grasping it in one hand, and her waist in the other he slid it between the moist lips and plunged deep within. Grasping her hair, and pulling her head back towards him. She gasps and he pulls her ear towards his mouth, and softly whispers

" I don't want to hear one word, not a peep,not even a moan, and don't you dare cum until you beg me for permission."

Continuing to ride her from behind fast and hard. He let's go of her hair using his free hand to unlatch the clasp on her bra and yank it off of her. Reaching underneath her, he grasps her breasts roughly, and begins pinching and twisting on the now hard nipples. Deciding he wants to see her, he pulls out and flips her on her back on the table. Seeing the white flour splotches on her heightens his pleasure as he goes back to mercilessly pounding inside her. Pulling her legs up on his shoulders, he plunges deeper than before and scoops up some of the liquid leaking from her onto his finger rubs it in the flour on her chest and pushes the finger into her mouth "Taste this new pastry I've created" He knows she hates tasting herself and the mixture leaves a bittersweet taste in her mouth. He laughs like an evil villain, on a Saturday morning cartoon.

He moves faster and harder, every vein on the shaft feeling the caress of every movement in her lips and the flesh inside. Drawing him in, holding him tight until he releases finally, deep within her, each release cums with a jerk inside, the head bouncing again and again. When he is done, he drags it out of her and looks at the half hard shaft covered in juices.

She is gasping for breath and can barely stand the anticipation. She is so close. She must have release.

"Sir?......... Permission to cum Sir?".....she says between shallow breaths her body aching.

"NO!"

"Finish cleaning up the mess," he mutters as he turns to leave zipping up as he goes.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Midnight Playing



I awoke and as I began to open my eyes, I stretched my arms straight above my head. I was completely naked as we had fallen asleep holding and kissing one another, both of us naked.

As I remember this beautiful memory of feeling your heart beating with mine,I reach over to your side of the bed to touch you once again. It is then that I realize that you are not there and now I can hear the muffled sounds of the piano in the other room.

The moon light is steaming in through our bedroom window telling me it is still night, yet I know not what time it is, as I reach for the pink silk robe you have just bought for me in one of your more romantic moods I chuckle to myself as I remember your spontaneous decision to buy and learn to play the piano, and now you are up in the middle of the night pounding away at the keys, sounding much more like a little toddler than a composer, your fingers clumsily trying to figure it out.

I walk down the hall from our room, into your den, and there you are sitting behind the piano with a sweet little look of frustration on your face. I hold back a chuckle at the sight of you, when you notice me standing there. You smile just a little, that mischievous smile you get when you have a plan for me.

" Ah, My pet, perfect timing, I need some inspiration" You are not looking at me as you say this, but continue pounding away at the keys as If you are Mozart, with a determined grin on your face.

"Come here" I diligently obey. "Stand right here next to me" I move over to your side. "That's a good girl, now you will very slowly remove your robe and let it fall to the floor, Oh and pet?"

" Yes, Sir"

" You will keep your eyes down"

" Yes, Sir"

I already know this is what is expected of me, but you always sweetly remind me, as you hate to have to discipline me, and would much rather reward me in your pleasure of me.

I slowly remove the robe as I have been commanded and now stand naked before you.

"Now, come here and kneel between my legs and inspire me"

That's it? Inspire me, you have left it to me to decide how to inspire you, and I know you have chosen to test me. I listen as your playing becomes worse not better, and is getting harder now to hold back the chuckle in my throat.
However, I know better if I was to make a sound while you are commanding me the consequences would not be pleasant for me, and just the thought of this causes me to come back to myself in all seriousness.

I slowly get down on my knees and slip in between your legs. I sit squarely between your legs, and place my hands open and face up on the bench as I have been instructed previously on posture and presentation.
I know how you love to be held in my arms so I decide to get up from between your knees and sit between your legs and hold you in my arms.

You do not move a muscle while I maneuver myself, but continue to play, with my naked body laying across you I can feel your warmth all over me. Then you stop playing and speak in that low, firm, monotone voice you get when you are scolding me.

"Pet, look at me"

I do, but I am nervous for I recognize this tone in your voice. The smile is gone from your face and as I look into your eyes I see a fire, like a quiet storm all too familiar to me.

" Did I tell you to get up from your knees?"

" No" and I realize I have now broken one of the most basic rules between us, and to add insult to injury I have now have addressed you with disrespect.Damn it, I curse myself though it was merely a slip of the tongue, I know it will do me no good to try to apologize for you have little patience, or mercy for such novice mistakes, and now I have offended you twice in one night.

You place your hand softly on my face, and grab gently behind my neck, like you have done a million times before to give me a loving and passionate kiss, but this time there would be no kiss.

"To your knees wench! "

The butterflies rise in my stomach as I realize you are no longer pleased with me.

Oh what have I done, stupid girl, I think to myself as I sit there knowing that my fate is sealed, and there is no turning back now. I sit perfectly still, barely breathing as I wait. The silence falls between us like a sealed tomb, and I have all, but lost your affections at this point.
I try to listen as you continue to play on, but my ears have gone numb, and all I can hear is the sound of my anxious heart beating in my ears, as I sit there. Not even so much as a glance in my direction. I would rather you whip me till I bleed and cry than this. I feel like the living dead girl, I am here, nestled safely between your knees and yet is as if I do not even exist. I feel as if I shall scream consequences be damned! Then I hear you, your voice so cold and distant, I don't think you have ever been this mad at me before, and really it was only a mere
accident,a slip. Did you have the right to be so mad? I would not have time to answer before you began to gave me my instructions

" You are to sit on the top of the piano with your lovely ass to me. Every time I strike a wrong chord, you will get struck with my open hand on your bare ass. Every time I stop for lack of inspiration and I tell you to inspire me, I expect you to, look me in the eyes as you finger, and pleasure yourself for me. Be careful not to hold in any of what you are feeling. I want you to tell me how it is making you feel as you are doing it. It goes without saying that you are not to cum without my express permission. Do you understand these instructions? Oh, and pet be for warned this is only the beginning of your discipline tonight?"

" Yes, Sir." I say nervously, taking position as instructed, as you begin to play again.

Monday, November 2, 2009

checking.....


" Worried?"

"Worried? Oh. shit what have I done this time?"

worried about the riding crop in her master's hand and trying to remember what it was she did.

"You know what you did. It will be all the worse if you don't figure it out for yourself and tell me what you did."


"A hint?"

"that guy."

"You've gotten awful possessive are you jealous?"

"Jealous? No, not in particular, but why were you so rude to him. Was he a perfect stranger as you pretended? He seemed to know you."

"I have a lot of friends. You know my sarcasm."

*Pats hand with the crop* "Yes, my dear, I know your sarcasm."...*arches eyes* "So, now he is one of your many friends...earlier...you seemed not to know him."

" What, now I can't have friends?"

"You can have friends. You can have lovers. All I want is honesty. Something that evades you at times, that and obedience. Put those hands down now."

" I have been perfectly honest with you. I told you he was my friend."

*Eyes narrow as blazer is removed and laid on the chair*

"Well, let's work on keeping it that way."

*Takes your chin in hand and raps you once on the ass* "I think it's time you remove the rest of your garments and we can discuss this...further."

"Communicate! Speaking of communication how about we start with you."




*The redness appears on the firm cheeks; he smiles slightly and pauses to rub them* "Yes...we do need to communicate better."

Saturday, October 31, 2009