C G loft.

I love the complexity of this shy young Miss. One moment a shy beauty with demurely downcast eyes, the next a little impish smile as her soft hazel eyes sparkle with pleasure as she boldly presents herself for my pleasure. Slowly with a sensually seductive grace that comes so naturally to her I watch as she lets the shift slip from her shoulders to cascade down her gorgeous young body. There is a fluid grace as this stunning honey blonde steps from the discarded garment that had polled around her trim little ankles. She is such an adorable combination of vivacious child and sensual woman The thrill of her body as she comes to me and warps herself seductively around me.

"Please allow this girl some latitude this night?"

her soft angelic voice no more that a husky aroused seductive whisper as she slowly unbuttons my shirt, her hands so soothing and tempting as she messages my shoulders and then bathe them with her sweet little adoring kiss.

‘Of course Little One you know I love when you use that very creative mind of yours as well as that sensuous gorgeous body of yours to please me.”

And yet as this naughty little slides around to straddle my lap I am taken by surprise as Yeishia in one graceful motion flows onto gently onto my lap.

Those soft stunningly expressive hazel eyes seek my own as they peek out from beneath her long lashes searching for my reaction to her bold moves anxious to see if my reaction is one of pleasure or displeasure as she deftly reached down between us freeing my manhood. Lovingly she brings my cock to hardness with my practiced fingers, pressed her it erect length against her moist folds pulling me slowly into the tight hot recesses of her hidden depths, her strong legs locking us together as a soft gasp of unexpected pleasure escapes my lips.

Such and adorable little tease I think to myself as this seductive little nymph slipped from my lap, denying us both the pleasure her gorgeous supple body had promised us both, to kneel before me her soft hazel eyes lifted to mine to see if she has pleased me. My eyes smile down into hers in silent acknowledgement that she has pleased me even as her moist rip lips “O” .She places the soft long braid of her hair into my hand and then in one wickedly unexpected motion she demurely lowers her eyes and she swallowed me whole... deep into her welcoming throat! My fingers reflectively curl tightly into her honey blonde hair. My hips rolling to her loving lip. I love how her head bobs up and down the length of my cock sliding between her “O”ed lips and deep into her tight loving throat. Her hot moist breath as it sirs the wiry hair of my groin as her little button is pressed tightly to me. I resist the urge to simple, brutally, take my pleasure from that loving mouth and throat. My hands, fingers curled into her silken tresses guide rather then hold her captive. The only bonds those forged by her own desire to please. A few moments of hard pumping into that succulent mouth and my passion and lust would be sated but I resist again letting this shy young beauty serve for service is her hearts desire and I would gladly delay my pleasure so she may have hers.
 
Delighted that he was pleased...this knowledge and the fingers threading possessively through my thick braid had my heart rate showing down as I slipped into the place which gave me solace. A special place, a place where this girl became herself in totality, no pretense, no other world distraction, just him and I in a moment designed for his pleasure and by default my own...

The reigns mine for now I settled into a steady rhythm all my senses attuned to his needs. Each motion designed to bring him closer to the abyss.

My own body was becoming a kaleidoscope of exquisite sensation as he allowed me time to reach my own completion unfettered. Of course I wouldn't cum until he allowed it but I was close, my belly a viscous pool of want and need. I loved the taste of the primal member I was greedily sucking on, I was fueled onwards by the musky scent of his arousal as my nose greeted his groin and I inhaled deeply of it absorbing its essence into the very fabric of my soul.

I moaned around his girth as I withdrew more slowly now my motions slowing sensually, my tongue trailing hotly against the underside of his throbbing flesh before laving erotically around the spongy head of his delicious cock. My motions remained deliberately provocative as my mouth headed downwards...this time my wicked teeth scraped gently around his sensitive flesh teasing, taunting.

One small hand still rested splayed against his thigh while the other gently cupped and messaged his heavy testicles I wanted this indulgence to last for ever... But I wanted His pleasure more!

His manhood finally buried deeply within my tight throat I shifted my smoldering gaze to that of my Master, my soul bared to him unfettered...

My now startlingly green eyes locked intimately with his I started to milk him solely with the well trained muscles of my throat much as I had with my Kegels when I had sat on his lap bare moments before.

I milked him hard and fast, my eyes silently begging him to allow my own release as he took his.
 
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I let her honey golden hair drip from my finger tips as if were living burnished gold. Her moist hot breath stirs the course wiry hair of my groin as my little One pressed her little button nose to it. A growl sensual growl rumbles from deep within my chest as the muscles of her throat delightful ripples along the length of my pulsing cock now buried deep within her loving throat.

She turns her stunningly expressive and startling beautiful emerald green eyes to search out my own golden hazel eyes. Her honey golden head sensually, seductively bobbing up and down her moist ripe lips “O”ed around the shaft of my cock. I
Yeishia milked me, harder and faster, those stunningly expressive eyes silently begging me to allow her, her own release as take mine took his. A simple nod of my head grants her, her heart’s desire as my fingers curl tightly into her honey golden tresses as I draw the Little One full down on to my madly pulsing cock. My eyes never leave hers as the first gush of my scalding white hot cum fills her lovingly suckling throat.

Yet as she lovingly suckles and laps the gift I have granted her I see something else in those startling beautiful eyes for there in their clear loving depths there is a dark sensually seductive fire. Just a spark that slowly grows in to an erotically dancing little flame. When the heat of our Passions have cool just a bit I whisper .

“What dark longings stir your soul Little One.”
 
I gulp down madly not wishing to miss a single drop of his fiery seed. His gift to me tastes like the blessed nectar of the gods and I am lost in its heady embrace. At his nod I simply let go allowing the smoldering fire in my belly to spread unfettered. I can feel it devouring my flesh as it spreads outwards at an alarming rate. My breathing increases and I fight for control as I continue to milk his cock my fingers digging into the corded flesh of his thighs. White hot heat sears my very soul as my body wracked with waves of pure white hot carnal pleasure, it almost stops my heart. I am fused to his flesh...I want more...He sees it in my eyes ...an all consuming need..it burns as brightly as my pinkly blushing skin.

As our passions cool my fingers relax; his manhood spent for now is lovingly cleaned and tucked back into his garments, my eyes never leaving his.
Bound by his will and my own I am His captive as surely as if there were indeed thick ropes around my slender limbs.

“What dark longings stir your soul Little One.”

My eyes darken as I answer his whispered question my husky words low and filled with passion.

"I want you to lay me bare...turn me inside out... step inside my soul and drink your fill. I want you to fill me so totally that I am myself no longer...simply a begging needy extension of your absolute will. Bind me with invisible chains and make me scream your name...edge me till I go insane with my need of you.

On my knees trembling before him I am shocked by my own boldness and for the first time I lower my eyes demurely before daring to look up at him once more from beneath my long lashes. My body is as taut as a finely strung bow, knees slightly spread around the puffy evidence of my desire for him. It glistens with the warm nectar of my own arousal which drifts on the air around us causing my already hard nipples to swell even more with need as if begging for his touch. A sharp pain shoots from them directly to my clit causing the flesh to swell and throb as in my mind he clamps them both. My back arches involuntarily as if presenting my softly rounded breasts for his perusal.

"This girl needs your touch in whatever way pleases you my Master," I finally whisper earnestly, my expressive eyes once again finding his... love me as you will... my mind screams with candor.

The kiss of his whip...scalding wax...his cock inside me. It matters not for all are extensions of the man I would willingly serve this night.
 
"I want you to lay me bare...turn me inside out... step inside my soul and drink your fill. I want you to fill me so totally that I am myself no longer...simply a begging needy extension of your absolute will. Bind me with invisible chains and make me scream your name...edge me till I go insane with my need of you.

The kneeling young beauty lifted her soft eyes to me her gorgeous young body trembling with her desire to please me to totally submit to my will and dark desires.

"This girl needs your touch in whatever way pleases you my Master,"

Yeishia’s pale pink rosebud nipples were a darker shade of pink now. Those little throbbing nubs were now engorged and hard as rubies. The sweet musky scent of her arousal told me her sweet little clit must be bathed in the girl’s honey sweet nectar and throbbing painfully with each beat of her heart.

I drew from my pocket the three little vicious golden dragons she knew so well linked together by their finally wrought chain.

“Little One …”


I place the little dragons in the palm of her delicate little hand.
 
My eyes are drawn to the movement of his fingers as I intently watched them delve briefly into his pocket...my breathing catching when I see what he has withdrawn...three little vicious golden dragons linked together by their finally wrought chain.

My eyes glittered with a fire matching the exquisite ruby eyes of the dragons as they feasted on the jewelry he then placed in my slender hand.

Was it his touch, his gift of pleasure, or simply his words spoken softly and filled with promise that had my taut body quivering with anticipation?

“Little One …

My loving eyes were slowly raised to his and as if in slow motion I attached the wicked clips to my soft sensitive flesh. My fingers became an extension of his as I defy affixed one then the other to my breasts. Rolling the hot nubile flesh of each nipple I teased them away from my chest before attaching the deceptively pretty clamps to each their collective fiery dragon bites sending a dual wave of pain directly to my already swollen clit where it swiftly became a pleasurable sting of torment. Biting down on my lip I stilled my instinctive cry of pleasure before it could escape, my expressive eyes widening with delight.

Now came the hard part...

Slowly I opened my knees wide exposing my quivering womanhood to his avid gaze knowing that my swollen pearl was already peeking from its hiding place swollen twice its size needy and demanding of attention. The fingers of my left hand I pressed either side of the needy flesh pressing it into my pubic bone. We both watched as my clit grew even larger. the slender fingers holding the third dragon carefully guided it down across my belly down over the smooth flesh of my mons to tease the smooth flesh I has exposed to our gaze.

I could feel his eyes boring into the secret places lain fully bare to him, feel the icy cold metal of the dragon as it crossed my fevered flesh leaving goosebumps in its wake. Such sinful torment but I couldn't help myself, I wanted to prologue the agony of anticipation of when the wicked dragon would strike, claiming my flesh as its very own, of when it would sink its teeth causing me to....

Sink it did as was of course inevitable but no sound left my lips, no evidence of the impending orgasm was shown as it gouged its way deep into my belly traveling at break neck speed through my brain as if catapulted there!

I wanted my Master to be proud of me and so I straightened up ignoring the painful pleasure, pushing back my orgasm as the clamps tightened even more so in response. Arms delicately folded behind my back I presented my body for his pleasure. Tiny beads of perspiration stood out across my soft supple skin the golden jewelry I now wore, a perfect adornment for the girl kneeling before her beloved Master, tiny nubs of heightened flesh poking out from the jaws of their respective golden dragons.

My breathing began to slow as I settled into the confusingly evocative blend of pain and pleasure; my loving eyes found his as I sought a lifeline.

He read me like a favored book, I was in good hands as always.

"Master..."

I begged of him my voice low and husky; it with torment as the tiny dragons continued to take of their wicked pleasure from my delicate swollen flesh. It was as if they were truly living beings with devious minds not unlike those of the potent man at whose feet I willingly knelt...
 
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"Master..."

The word slips lovingly from her moist ripe lips. Her eyes are misty and smoldering with a mixture of darkly sweet pleasure and seductive pain that inflame every fiber of this gorgeous young creatures supple young body.

I ease the young beauty to her hands and knees my hands encircle her trim little waist as I kneel behind her. The velvet tip of my iron cored cock brush her soft moist pink folds. I roll my hips to her as I whisper;

“Come to me Little One.”

My hands exert just enough pressure to encourage the naughty young Miss to willingly impale herself on my ridged lust. I know that each roll of my hips to hers , each thrust into her hot moist depths will draw the finely wrought chain, that link the three little vicious clamps, that embrace her nipples and clit to draw tight, their needle sharp teeth giving her the most delicious pain and pleasure.
 
Ecstasy personified. I moan softly as He guides me to my knees each small motion of my body a provocative combination of tease and torment amplified ten fold both his by his whispered word and teasing actions. Hot hard flesh beckoning mine into the depths of passions sizzling den.

“Come to me Little One.”

Willingly I ease myself onto the scalding tip of that which would impale me, savoring the delicious sensation of pain and pleasure both as his girth fills me inch by inch stretching my tight recesses placing an almost impossible pressure on the tiny wicked clamp residing there. The chain reaction causes my eyes to widen and my back to arch in pure reflex intensifying the painful pleasure as he fills me to completion.

I can feel thick beads of scalding sweat popping out all over my naked form as I fight for control my fingers gripping the hard floor. I am on the very edge already hanging on by the fingernails scraping the unyield surface I feel welded to.

My body involuntarily contracts around the invader buried deep within me causing another wave of heady motion along the delicate chains.

" Master..." I groan out as once again the devilish dragons feed on my delicate flesh causing my mind to muddle and my blood to boil with a desperate all consuming need.
 
" Master..."

The word a soft sensual gasp that escapes her moist ripe lips as her gorgeous young body clinches around me. With each thrust the shy Miss of the shadows is driven forward her firm young breasts swaying the loving bite of the little golden dragons giving her what she craves. As the finely wrought golden chain draws tight a fire of excusive pain and pleasure rips through her tortured and throbbing clit, with each thrust both of her cravings are met her need for pleasure and her need for pain to heighten that pleasure.


I know it will not be long before my own pleasure will over come my will. My hands cup her tortured breasts and nipples. Quickly I release the clamps that have so deliciously bitten into The shy Miss’s engorged nipples The pain and the pleasure beyond description and as I feel that enviable moment approach I lose the clamp that has held My little One’s clit in its wicked grip. Her screams of ecstasy are greeted with the flood of whit hot scalding cum filling her tight little pussy and womb.
 
My arousal was front and center pulsing through every part of my body I could feel him inside me, his hips pressed against mine. He pulled back slowly and my body protested, moving involuntarily against him, trying to keep him. I feel the pull of the gloriously wicked chains as he speeds up inside me. It is like being on a speeding freight train ...pain pleasure...pain pleasure..pain pleasure..pain pleasure. I rode the illicit sensations like a demon possessed, talons gripping the wooden floor as they fought for purchase. I heard someone screaming as my clamps were removed...pain ripped through my torso like a tidal wave taking my sanity with it ...

"Oh God ...yesssssssssss..n..n...n...nowwwww Sir!!!! I begged of him as my clit clamp was removed.

Time slowed down as both of us knelt poised on the very edge of a very terrifying the precipice.

The climax that came almost was slow, almost languid, each wave of painful ecstasy passing through my small frame with glorious singularity. I felt his scalding climax, equally slow and decadent as he groaned with sympathetic release. I became ripped inside out ...naked, raw, bleeding...I was in heaven in that single glorious moment of our combined release.

My Master still buried within me I arched up toward him at an impossible angle my arms winding back around his neck. Not willing to give him up I pressed closer still "Wait, " I gasped. "Just wait...pl...pleeese." I closed my eyes and inhaled. The smell of him was overwhelming, almost enough in itself to make me peak again. I pressed my face against the hollow of his collarbone and inhaled greedily. As I breathed him in, the world seemed to stop and the jumble of sensations came apart, letting me experience each one untainted by the others. I could feel it all: the throbbing of his Cock still buried deep with in me, the sweat trickling from his chest to my back, the insistent pressure of his thigh pressing against mine, our combined heart beats slamming agains our respective heaving chests as if they were trying to unite with one another. Throbbing nipples, aching clit. His love, my passion.

I wanted to hold everything right there until I'd committed it to memory. This was what it felt like to be alive. I tightened myself around him, heard his answering groan, and felt my own response shudder through my slender soaking frame. His little one felt as if she had been reborn!

'Merci mon Maître," I whispered. My soft breathless voice was filled with the purest of awe, my dilated eyes shone brightly with my love for him. I was complete!
 
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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”.
 
So HSG what can I do for you dear how can I help expand your sexual boundaries? :devil:ish :D
 
Do come back young lady I am interested to see what your hiding under that uniform of yours HSG :eek:
 
Oh that I do young lady.

As I speak my lips are just a breath away from yours. I toy with tyhe top button of your uniform my fingers loosen the first button.



So show me what a naughty and pleasing young lady you can be HSG.


A soft fleeting kiss as I settle back in my chair.
 
I allow your lips to take mine as I do nothing to stop your fingers undoing my buttons.
 
First one button and then the next button surrenders to my finger tips/ one by one those little mi;ltary buttons fall till your blouse falls open. I ease your blouse off of your shoulders and let it flutter to the floor.

That bra my dear is hardly military issue young lady. :eek:


Your none reg bra soon joins your blouse on the floor. you are naked to the waist, I take your hands in mine and bring them to the nape of your neck. The position thrust your breasts up and out as if you are offering them to me.

Umm you look good enough to eat.


I bend my head to your breast, my hot moist breath washes over your firm young breasts as I let you anticipate what is to come before inhalining your pale pink nipple/
 
Yes my bra is not standard issue. But it soon comes off. My nipples harden as they wait your mouth and I arch forward to allow you access.
 
I love the way you so sweetly and innocently arch your breast to my waiting lips. I inhale that sweetly offered nipple, suckling it rolling it along the ridged roof of my mouth. My hand snakes beneath your skirt, a finger slides the length of your panty clad pussy and press to your sweet little clit. My teeth grip that sweet nipple as I draw cool steady stream of air across that feverous bud.
 
What a sensation! Your fingers, my breasts, your lips, your teeth and then you used cool air to bring my nipples to a peak of lust, no doubt an hors d'oeuvres for the main course
 
“You my sweet girl have no need for a bra.”

As I speak my hot moist breath washes across your firm young breast. I turn my head to take your neglected nipple into my mouth as my thumb roll your moist wet nipple under my thumb. Slowly I kiss, and nip my way down the sensual curves of you torso. My tongue snakes out to ream out your little dimpled belly button.

“Be a dear and lose your skirt Miss.”

I smile as I rock back on my heels and tauntingly smile up into your soft smoldering eyes.
 
My hands rest on the swell of your hips, The soft metallic whisper of the zipper caresses your senses as it slowly slides down. Soon that crisp military skirt is caressing your shapely legs as it flutters to the floor to join your blouse. My hot moist breath washes over your panty clad pussy.

“I see Miss that your panties are also non regulations………You will remove them right now.”

A roughish grin bows my lips.
 
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