C G loft.

C G‘s Loft.
High up in the Inn above the guest and residents room lies the loft nestled under the eves of the roof. Strong oaken beams slant from the ridge to the floor.

There is a hammock slung by the round eve window that looks out over the Bay and Faiths lighthouse. A seaman’s bunk against one wall, a writing table of oak that was once down by the hearth. The pictures and small treasure of a life at sea, memories of all the places and people that have crossed his life. The desk holds but two pictures in an antique silver frame, on one side his Chris and on the other the ski area of Mt St-Anne.

All in all it is a simple room. Clean and shipshape in “Bristol Fashion”.
 
She slips in shyly, still worried about invading what is so clearly his personal room. Kneeling in the center of the room she looks around. The hammock hooks look sturdy enough to hold her weight... and heaven knows he'll know his knots. A thrill runs through her like a bucket of icewater dumped over her head. She wonders what he's planning and when he will arrive.
 
Softly I climb the stairs to my loft I smile as I see Aura kneeling in the center of the room her gaze fixed on the hammock hook.

“Aura you will find a coil of rope in my sea chest bring it to me.”

I watch this stunning shy young beauty anxious to see how she will bring me what I have requested of her.
 
Softly I climb the stairs to my loft I smile as I see Aura kneeling in the center of the room her gaze fixed on the hammock hook.

“Aura you will find a coil of rope in my sea chest bring it to me.”

I watch this stunning shy young beauty anxious to see how she will bring me what I have requested of her.
* instantly obeys, kneeling before him with it lightly in my teeth, I wonder what he plans to do to me.....*
 
I watch as Aura rises in one fluid and graceful movement. There is a sensual quality to the way this shy beauty moves and yet a purpose as well as she efficiently retrieves the coil of rope. A pleased smile bows my lips as She gracefully settles to her knees once more before me the coil of rope gripped in her teeth.

I simply hold out my hand to her and catch the rope as it drops from her mouth.


Thank You Aura that was very well done my dear.

I love the soft supple strength of the rope in my hands and already my mind is forming images of this gorgeous creature bound in intricate knots.

Aura though your outfit is quite fetching I do believe that the rope against your naked skin would be more pleasing to both of us.

As I speak the back of my hand caresses her flawless cheek
 
I watch as Aura rises in one fluid and graceful movement. There is a sensual quality to the way this shy beauty moves and yet a purpose as well as she efficiently retrieves the coil of rope. A pleased smile bows my lips as She gracefully settles to her knees once more before me the coil of rope gripped in her teeth.

I simply hold out my hand to her and catch the rope as it drops from her mouth.


Thank You Aura that was very well done my dear.

I love the soft supple strength of the rope in my hands and already my mind is forming images of this gorgeous creature bound in intricate knots.

Aura though your outfit is quite fetching I do believe that the rope against your naked skin would be more pleasing to both of us.

As I speak the back of my hand caresses her flawless cheek
* leans into his caress as his hand slips down to my jaw and then around to the back of the neck to grip gently. I stay still as he rises and circles me, slowly uncoiling the rope. Butterflies dance in my belly as he crouches and leans in breathing hot sewwt breath on the back of my neck*
 
I love the little shiver that passes through this gorgeous young creatures as the stray wisps of hair at the nape of her neck dance in my hot moist breath. I know she can feel the heat of my body through her clothing. I drape the soft supple rope over Aura’s bared shoulder. I let her feel it, each little fiber caressing her silken skin.

I then drape the rope over the swell of her breasts the cloth of her blouse baring that soft supple rope from her fair skin.


See what I mean Aura. Disrobe so I may bind you lest I am forced to cut your clothing from you….

I brush her hair from her neck and my lips brush that soft skin with teasing kiss.

Or is that what you desire most to be bound and then stripped Aura?
 
I unbutton my shirt and feel his breathing become excited as he pulls it off and flings it across the room. My bra follows, then the blue miniskirt and panties I wore today. Naked but for the string of pearls around my neck I kneel again, eyes closed. He paces somewhere in front of me, the floorboards of the Inn creaking every so slightly under his feet.

I wait for orders.
 
I watch as Aura slowly sheds her clothing and find that she is one of the most gorgeous young women that I have seen in a very long time and that flawless body just begging to be bound.

“Aura stand and place your hands behind your back. Hands together back to back and palms out Miss.”


The change of address and the tone of my voice lets Aura know that it is time to bind her and for her to submit.
 
I watch as Aura slowly sheds her clothing and find that she is one of the most gorgeous young women that I have seen in a very long time and that flawless body just begging to be bound.

“Aura stand and place your hands behind your back. Hands together back to back and palms out Miss.”


The change of address and the tone of my voice lets Aura know that it is time to bind her and for her to submit.
I was never one for rebellion, and I've been looking forwards to this. I stand in the center of the room pressing the backs of my hands together.

He stands close over my right shoulder, his hot breath smelling of coffee. I don't dare move.
 
I step up behind the pleasing young Miss. I watch the stray wisps of hair at the nape of her neck dance in my warm moist breath. I let her anticipation grow, let her feel the heat of my body , My hands on her shoulders slowly sensual slid down Aura’s arms to her wrist offered so sweetly to be bound. I loop the silken rope around her dainty wrists slowly I draw it tighter letting the gorgeous young Miss feel its seductive caress against her silken skin. Then a firm little tug to set the line around her wrist.

“SO my dear do you wish to be bound for the crop or to have your body open and vulnerable?”

Even as I speak I bind Aura’s arms together in a series of diamond hitches drawing her arms together , pulling her shoulders back and thrusting her proud young breasts out and up. The tag ends of the rope are now draped over her soft silken shoulders as I await her answer.
 
* sighs and shifts slightly in the ropes, grimacing as my joints settle to a more comfortable postion. I wonder what the ropes look like as they hold my arems pinned behind my back. Surely the sailor in him would choose the most elegant knots. Aside from the slight strain that always comes when my hands are bound the ropes really are quite comfortable. No one strand puts more pressure on my skin that any other. *

"Whatever you wish."

His hands are warm as he grips my shoulders from behind, then slowly slides them down my bare back.
 
What an impatient little imp this gorgeous creature is as she shift slightly easing herself into a more comfortable position as she coos,

"Whatever you wish."

“Why not both then Miss!”

I let my hands slip from her silken shoulders, trail down her arms finger tips caress in the Double carrack bends

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that bind her arms so delightfully.

I slip from her leaving Aura to savor the moment and to anticipate what is to come next while my fingers nimbly weave a pair of lose breastplate knots.

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I drape the silken ropes over her shoulders and join them just below the sensual bow of her slender neck with a double figure knot The ropes plunge down between Aura’s firm proud breast then pass under them to snake behind her back . I place the two joined breastplate knots over her nipples weave them into the main ropes pull tight till they clamp her nipples like star clamps.

The ropes snake down and around the sensual curves of her torso joined with double carrack bends till they griddle Aura’s trim little waist.

“ Kneel Miss!……….So Miss Aura have you ever tasted the sensual caress of the riding crop or its firry kiss?””
 
Obediently, I kneel on the hard wood floor. The ropes are tight yet not at all uncomfortable. My nipples stand out from the centre of the incricate knots and I can feel the gentle squeeze where he tightened them just enough to hold snug, but not tight enough to bite in or hurt me. He really is a master of his craft.

"Yes sir, I have... but only for very short stretches."
 
“ Really Miss Aura!”

I let my fingers tips play across the flawless silken perfection of her shoulder as I slowly circle the kneeling young beauty How sensually gorgeous she is bound with her head held high and her eyes bright and clear and yet I see a hint of her smoldering arousal. She is a magnificent young creature who inspires my darkest desires.

“ I think a flogger or the lash would be to harsh for such delicate skin Miss.”

I comment as I kneel behind her taking up the tag ends of the rope that bids her.

“Spread your knees further apart so I may have access to that sweet little pussy of yours My Dear!”

I bind Aura’s ankles together and then the lines to her wrists arching her back in a sensual bow, her breasts thrust up and out as if in offering to my darkest desires and her pussy naked and vulnerable.

“ I think the riding crop would be perfect for you Miss.”
 
" Yes sir, whatever pleases you"

The ropes pull me gently backwards, to the point where it feels so much more comfortable to just let my head hang back. I know the pose pushes my breasts out and I think that's part of what he wants.

I'm waiting for him to find his whip when the tingling takes me. Its low between my hips, setting my clit alight. I squirm, grinding my pussy into the floor. It only brings slight relief. My entire lower body feels like its been dipped in glitter dust. My legs tingle where he put the ropes.

I hope he finds that crop, and soon
 
I take my time studying this young beauty, her head hanging back her proud young breasts thrust up and out as if in offering to me. I flex the riding crop that lies between my hands. I can see the anticipation in Aura’s eyes, the way the tip of her tongue moistens her lips, the little beads of sweat that shimmer in the afternoon light My eyes follow as single drop of sweat as it trickles down between Aura’s breasts and across the flat plane of her belly.

Slowly I begin to circle my bound beauty letting the supple, sensual caress of the leather tab trail across her shoulders, down the sensual curve of her neck. Slowly it creeps lower slipping down the sweetly scented valley between her firm up thrust breasts. That sensually seductive caress of leather explores the contours of Aura’s breasts, and then lazily circles her dusky pink areolas. I start a slow steady tapping of her taunt rose pink nipples. Sharp little taps bite at those sweet taunt buds and mimic the pace of Aura’s heart beat I smile as I see the life beat of her pulse quicken just below the surface of the slender curve of her neck and the bite of the crop increases in sharpness and tempo.

“Do you desire the seductive firry kiss of the leather Aura? To feel the fire of its kiss?”
 
" Yes sir, I do...."

I wonder where he plans to use that whip. My ass and the back of my legs are his favorite places to use, but they aren't exposed right now. He could redden the skin of my thighs, but thats about it. I know he's too wise to beat my bare breasts, and for that I am grateful

"I'm ready sir. "
 
" Yes sir, I do...."

I see the trust in those sweet soft eyes as they gaze up at me. Her areolas now a dark ruby pink form the attention they have received from the supple leather tab of riding crop. Aura’s nipples are engorged throbbing deep pink rosebuds yearning for the caress of leather. Yet I also see a shimmer of fear in those sweet trusting eyes as this stunning young beauty gasps,

"I'm ready sir. "

I see that my sweet little pet desires that firry kiss of leather and yet she also fears that I may beat and lash her sensitive breasts and nipples.

“As you wish my sweet girl.”

I increase the sharp tempo of the leather ‘s caress of Aura’s magnificent firm breasts, I let the staccato taping of leather against her flesh dance across her breasts and then slide down the sensual curves of her torso to dance across her thighs and lick at her sweet shaven Mons. Slowly I slip the braided shaft of the crop between her wide spread thigh and slowly run it along the length of her moist little slit. Each slow pass cleaves deeper and deeper between those moist coral pink lips till each ridge of the shaft massages and teases the young beauty’s throbbing clit.

“ More My sweet?”

The question hangs in the air between us as I inhale the sweet musky intoxicating fragrance of her arousal.

“Do you desire the harsh fire of the leather’s kiss?”

I tease my sweet girl.
 
I jump as he slips the crop's shaft between my legs. It feels good.... really good. A soft gasp wriggles sideways out of my lips as it finds the sensitive nub of my clit.

"Thank you sir. yes, please more."

He strokes my jaw, one hand under my chin while his thumb slides over the velvet of my cheek.

"Yes sir, more of the crop."
 
"Thank you sir. yes, please more……… Yes sir, more of the crop."

What an adorable and sweet little angle Aura is as she so meekly asks for what she wants, that I can not help but oblige her. My riding crop’s braided shaft continues to slide between her wide spread thigh, slowly run it along the length of her moist little slit cleaving deeper and deeper between those moist coral pink lips till each pass each ridge of the shaft massages and teases the young beauty’s throbbing clit.

Bending to one knee my lips capture one of Aura’s nipples, my teeth grazes its tip before my tongue flicks at the sweet bud. I never slacken my assault on her clit as I draw a knife from my belt, a slight tug and Aura’s bonds yield to its keen edge. She is free, now only held by her will and desire to please.

“Shall I warm your firm little ass now with the firry kiss of leather Miss Aura?”

There is no need for words if this sweet beauty crawls to her hands and knees to present me that sweet firm ass.
 
C G‘s Loft.
High up in the Inn above the guest and residents room lies the loft nestled under the eves of the roof. Strong oaken beams slant from the ridge to the floor.

There is a hammock slung by the round eve window that looks out over the Bay and Faiths lighthouse. A seaman’s bunk against one wall, a writing table of oak that was once down by the hearth. The pictures and small treasure of a life at sea, memories of all the places and people that have crossed his life. The desk holds but two pictures in an antique silver frame, on one side his Chris and on the other the ski area of Mt St-Anne.

All in all it is a simple room. Clean and shipshape in “Bristol Fashion”.
 
Looking back down the stairs hoping that he enjoys his company for awhile she closes the door and moves over to the window looking out over the gorgeous land. Sliding the wet clothes off of her body she pulls the sheet of the bed and wraps it around her body. Her blue orbs scans over the room but not gazing at things with a hard stare as if trying to be nosey.

She once again turns to the window and stares out enjoying the warmth of the room and the fragrance of the lifting warm air from below. She feels comfortable even thou just meeting this man, but there seems to be a chemistry that she can not dismiss. She leans against the widow frame just enjoying life as it is now.
 
The shy little redhead is silhouetted in the light of the loft’s window. Her damp clothes now discarded in favor of a sheet worn as a delightfully seductive toga that highlights her sensual figure.

Welcome to my loft Alysa.

My arms snake around her trim little waist as I draw her back against me.
 
She heard CG come into the room and she beamed him a smile. She blushed a little by the way he was looking at her for it excited her knowing that she could capture him without even trying to. “Thank you; it’s a marvelous loft CG. Nevertheless, I have to ask, “Have you had many women here pleasing them as you are me right now?” She turned back toward the window but kept her senses openly as she studied the outside.

“Mmmm,” She purred as she felt his arms going around her waist. She squares up with him then backs up into his arms, her head leaning aback upon his shoulder as she continues to look upon the landscape. “Such a wonderful view and feeling.” She replied placing her hand upon his forearm.” She turns her head slightly allowing her forehead to touch his chin. She closes her eyes, you don’t mind if we stay like this for a bit do you. I feel so comfortable at this moment.” She then notices that the Hammock would still give her this view of the outside. “Would you mind if we move over to the Hammock and cuddle just like this?”
 
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