Entanglement of Master and slave; rapture or dangerous?

silken_kitten

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This thread is currently closed for KrawsDomain and myself for right now. Though you are welcome to read along. This proves to be enticing and a welcomed return of my role play with a friend. Let the verbal torture commence. *winks*

this is a gorean based role play, if you do not understand it or are interested in learning more. do a google search on john norman, gor, or gorean; you should get pleanty of information that way

~eve~ http://www.geocities.com/xsilkenevex/index.html
 
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† a cold breeze brushed upon the lands, as he moved from the midst of a shadowy embrace... eyes locked upon the flesh of his beast he had not seen in so long... a dark grin was masked being rough black leather... eyes beheld a bit of anger filling there soulless gaze... he stalked silently like a ghost in the ashes of night... blazing fires burned deep in his eyes... she was gone far to long... for such she knew, punishment would follow... a hand came to his right hip... brushing back the black velvet robe from his form, exposing the ripping muscles of his chisled figure... the sight of the five bladed whip exposed to the light of Tre`Moons.. his intent obvious.. not a word uttered from his pale lips... only silence held to the night..†
 
~eve~

The wind was gentle in the nights air, sweet, thickly laden the wonderous scents that teased the air so delightfully. Long tresses of raven spilled haplessly over my shapely body showering mocha flesh in strips of what seemed like lines of black silk. Otherwise naked.. such was normal, natural to the dusken skinned creature. Ravenous orbs hidden behind the maw of sooty lashes. A glance cast over the slender slope of my shoulder, beguilding smile followed. Indeed I knew he followed, he always did. As if I were the lure.. or was he my lure to bite and take down sinker and all. One would never know in this twisted complex relations that had been going on for many months. One way then the other, gone then back, coming and going. But together bliss was attained if not only for short moments.

Long fingers that tappered over to mantisure nails curled slightly pressed to the hardened bark of a tree. Slender feminie muscles flexed pushing away from the heavenly shadow that ascended from the tree I stepped further into the night. Moving like a shadow amongst the darkness, perhaps I wanted the chase to continue. Though the slow sensual gait taken spoke otherwise. Teasing, tempting as my body was ment to. Letting curvacious lines to roll and dip. The wind echoed back the silvery laugh that left delicious cerise imbued tiers.
 
† I moved in an agile grace... bosk hide boots left silent prints to the ground beneath... a chase I knew she attempt to take... but it was her heart, mind, body and soul that led her to remain always within sight... she knew well the shadows, following me amongst the shadowy embrace of night for En`Vars to pass... My eyes bore deeply into the back of her form... Her laugh played upon my earlobes... Such music was felt hearing her again... But still I had not charged... Nor had I tackled.. I allowed her some small bit of freedom, to cloud the thoughts of what was to come... Snowy mane fluttered upon the passing winds... That voice... In it's cold whisper played upon the light breeze to gust past...†

<w> Why do you think to run my dark eve... It tis pointless ta run from what me...

† did the night fall down upon me... the clouds rushed over the skies above... casting a darkness over the land... within the folds of night velvet was a cascade in flight.. what was to commense between the Master and the dark beauty... Was it pain...? Or pleasure...? Or both...?
 
~eve~

"Why do you think to run my dark eve... It tis pointless ta run from what me... "

Indeed I knew that voice, so dark and commanding even in the mearest whisper breathed upon the nights air. Motion stopped for but a moment in time, frozen. The wind played a melody of dark delight with the whisps of my hair lapping at naked mocha flesh. Lift of that intense gaze of ebon to his shadow covered form.

"I do not run, Master. One would never run from fate, just walk at a leasuirly pace and wait for it to catch up."
Was that a mock to the tone, challange, tempt. It was so softly uttered yet clear and hollow it could not be discribed as anything specific. I stood there for a moment just looking upon my old Master, the one that always seemed to show up just when freedom had become enticing. The limbo of roaming or crave of being Mastered, ordered and demanded upon to ones bidding with nothing to worry of other then being pleasing. Which was the easier path to take. How do I choose.

Dark eyes clouded in the smokey mystery of the thoughts that plagued my mind. Muscles constricted beneath flesh drawing out the lines of tension in skin. My chest rose and fell with each faint breath pulled in that seemed quickened, was it? Only the rings of silver gleamed within dark flesh. One through each dark nipple, another crowing my belly button, and the last just a tempting grasp abound by my clit. The faint click of metal to bone heard as I rapped the piercing of my tongue to teeth.
 
Test of Mastery

† I came to a hault within the short distance between the two souls... Emotionless depths of inky hue held to the figure of my beast... My dark eve... So beautiful, even in her defiance... a low dark chuckle echoed in the winds.. vevlet sent in a swirl before him... It seemed like the night folded before him, crickling in the cascade of darkness... My tongue lapped out, licking over pale lips... Right hand still held to the hilt of a five bladed whip at my hip... once more, in it's low tone, did that whisper play over the winds... to send it's chilling tone to caress the dark recesses of her mind...†

<w> I will chase no further me dark eve.. To me harta..


† My command so simple, to the point... I wasted no time bellowing out orders, screaming into the night... I was calm... My attitude, cold and calculating..Knowing she in her heart and soul could not disobey my order.. A smile did play darkly over frigid tiers... the rough black leather of my mask encasing the smirk... Was it arrogance that showed in that moment as the nights skies opened up... Tre`Moons glistened there rays down upon the lands... Beautiful Plains, vast and wide... Open and Free... With no where to hide..†
 
"<w> I will chase no further me dark eve.. To me harta.."

His words so simple, so unemotional, I knew no games were to commence unless I proved worthy. The pivot taken upon the ball of my foot lifted the arch slightly and elongation of the other leg proceeded to a waterfall of movement it seemed. Steps liquified on solid ground as feet seemed to not leave touch with the plains grass. Though surprisingly not a sound uttered from the soft souls of my feet. Ebon locks whispered back behind the slopes of slender shoulderes revealing my naked body in all it's splendor.

Lilth frame with taut muscles rippled in each tormentingly slow step. One foot placed before the other created an exaggerated roll of hips. The moons light glinting off the devious rings of silver that impailed through flesh in captivity of desire. Upon reaching him the bold cast of darkened gaze to his own omunious gaze. Before knees bent folding downward. The blades of grass yielding beneath the weight of my body. Crest of folded knees pulled apart delicous taunt of my naked body. A deep arch drew into the small of my back, nails left a faint red like over thighs.

Then streaching forward I reached hands out hands curling near his boot clad feet. My cheek pressed to the dirt before him a motion of humble submission. Putting myself in complete danger but holding utter trust.
 
Punishment befalls My dark eve

† silently I stood there... That cold gaze in it's dismal still held a love for her none would ever see... The winds sending like old times my cloak of velvet to whip against her mocha flesh... That hand still idly toying with the Whip of Five Braids at my hip.. I couldn't help but watch every movement of her body.. The muscles in her legs, the sway in her hips, the flicker of moon light over rings of my doing... Then as she bent before me, that whip without second thought removed from my hip... words passed his parted lips.. cold in there whispered tone...†

<w> Yeild to the Whip...


† once more I commanded... Emotionless depths of midnight flickered over the naked flesh I owned.. Mastered... Commanded..the tip of my boot was inched out to press against her lips...†
 
eve

<w> Yeild to the Whip...

His command sent a sudder through my body. My cheek brushed against the ground before him as arms pulled toward my body. Crossing then over naked breasts. My forehead touched the ground then, Ebon locks whispered away from mocha flesh. I remained bowed before him, vunerable, obediant.
At his complete control in the position ordered.
 
† slowly my hand lowered from my hip, the five bladed whips tendrils dangled downwards... tips of leather licked against her back, slowly in a teasing motion did the whip slither along her form... then a snap of my wrist.. the whip clashed down upon the small of her back...the blades kissed against mocha flesh causing it to turn crimson hue, blades once more licked over welted flesh..†

<w> My boot it at yer lips eve.. Ye will kiss it with each strike of the whip..

† the whip snaps quickly in a single motion, it's tips strike down upon her bare ass cheeks... the blades slither over the curves of her ass to fall between her thighs... he teased her pussy lips with the caress of black leather tendrils...†
 
<w> My boot it at yer lips eve.. Ye will kiss it with each strike of the whip..

The blades of leather teased agianst my body as he ran the whip temptingly against me. An innate shiver coursed through as if diriving pleasure from that sensation and soaking it in. Then suddenly I heard the whip hiss back through the air in the deft flick of his wrist, then whistle down colliding with a solid TWACK to the concaved flesh of the small of my back.

"ahhhhmmmmpphhhh" My lips parted with the pained cry that caught me off guard. Muscles quivered through my lower back and the firm curve of my ass. I had heard the echo of his words faintly as my head turned. Brush of lips to his boot as the whip had finished it's course to connect with my body.

Whimpering softly the flick of the whip agian landed against th meat of my ass to the blades seemed to creep into the sensitive crevises of my frame. My lower lip was bit down upon almost hard enough to draw blood as I rocked forward faintly from the upward strike against my ass. Thighs quivered as fingers clenched to fists against my chest. Lips agian befell the touch of his soft leather boots so familiar.

My breathing had slowly escladed in the course awaiting his next strike to my bowed body.
 
Merciless Love

†What was it seen in the eyes of this Black Mask... This Torturer/Killer of the Plains... It was Lust, Passion, but above them all, Love... The love for my beast none could ever compare.. She even as slave had taught me many things in are decades together.. The Whip teased along her backside, tormenting her flesh with caresses of blades, then a snap of my wrist and the whip cracks against her flesh once more, this time it's leather blades struck against the mocha flesh of her ass cheeks.. that voice in it's cold and chilling whisper escaped pale tiers.†

<w> Explain to me my dark eve... Why yer flesh is punished...?


† the blades now rested motionless upon her ass cheeks, the winds send them to brush lighlty over those moist petals of her pussy lips...†
 
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