La Chateau d'Ausus

Ausus_girl13

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:heart:Enchantée Mes Amis! Bienvenue, to my own humble abode.:heart:

http://images.hotels-world.com/2/org/126/hotelPhoto/173_Bed___Breakfast___Chateau_du_Corvier.jpg

Here are the simple rules, if I know you and have invited you here, please feel free to make the place your own, if I have not and do not know you, then kindly stay out, but please feel free to make my acquaintance, s'il vous plaît.

For the tour, Mesdames et Messieurs, this is the entrance to my sister's gardens..
http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/01/1b/de/95/chateau-sur-mer-monkey.jpg

La salle á manger et la salon...
http://www.ecosalon.com/data/fe/image/Chateau%202.JPG

My Drunken Angel's Bedroom- this is her space for long as she is expelled from heaven.
http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2347/2535993767_684970af81.jpg

Chronical_Tenko's Lab and Think Tank at the Chateau (for his use only)
http://www.countryliving.com/cm/countryliving/images/CLX1008Keegan23-de-37824791.gif

Now this room has been created especially for the use of Vail_Indigo. It took my designers weeks to get the color and the design just right. I had it created this way so that she would be the most important fixture in the room. The room does not live unless she is in it.
http://andreafay.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/BR22.jpg



Et finalement... my bedroom.
http://images.hotels-world.com/2//org/623/hotelPhoto/533_Hostellerie_Chateau_Du_Marechal_De_Saxe.jpg


Yes, in case you were wondering, there are places for the training and pleasure of those who understand and pursue the darker arts of sex, meaning- BDSM. Please remember the tenets and be safe, sane and consensual.
http://api.ning.com/files/eQYvsgkMqIP3GguMTOSLHOGDQ1-LIG-sLMO3dorPJyeR19D6eVOAC07omeKR7xiUUJJjufW2KoGLv4MuTst22uoIrcHBh9TE/233bondage_fba19.jpg

I have a staff for your every whim to be filled, and I ask that you respect each other and all guests to the chateau. Amusez-vous mes amours!
 
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I rush around wildly driving my staff to distraction to make sure everything is perfect for Him. I cannot believe how long it has taken me to convince him. I run to a mirror and try to tame my curly red hair, and smooth my dress into place over my curves.

"It must be perfect, Oh my gosh it has to be perfect... " I dash up the stairs to my room and check the placement of His implements knowing that He will want them at hand. I come running down the stairs and leap onto the couch, trying for all the world to calm my nerves.
 
Stepping through the door, glancing around at the oppulent and viscerally stunning layout of the new abode, I call out to Aus and wander through the halls until I find her seated on a couch.

Well, you've certainly done well for yourself here. I can't remember the last time I saw a place like this... The grounds are certainly immaculate, and the furnishings are... unique...

Although I'm wondering just how you plan to put it all to use, especially from down there on the couch. Or was that your intention all along in luring me here? To make me do all the work?
 
Giggles as I launch myself into His arms

Zom!

I would never ask you to do a thing, lift a hand, or work harder than you wanted to, my love. I am so glad you made it. I am so happy you like it, I worked very hard.

Stands up on tiptoe to kiss your cheek, grinning mischievously as I do
 
Your hardwork certainly shows, although I hope you aren't too tired to try it out, now that it's all put together...

Grins back and reaches down to squeeze her ass and give it a playful smack

I'd hate for all these new rooms to sit, un-broken-in because you're too tired... Let's see this place though, I'm especially interested in that last room you described, all cast in silhouette and shadow. Unless you had some other place in mind to start the "tour?"
 
I squeal playfully as he smacks my ass and tug his hand as I lead him through the rooms, listing them off. Stopping only to kiss, or grab your bottom as we walk. Giggling because I know how you love it. We finally make it to my bedroom, and I step back to let you see it all, before skipping over to the toys I left out on the library table.

All there, Sir... your knives, the candles, shiver the crop and cuffs, your rope and the new paddle I bought for you. I grin up at you happily
 
Well, you certainly are prepared, I'll give you that much. There's only one problem I can see... Nowhere to tie to, at least not near the bed. I suppose you'll just have to listen very carefully then, won't you?

Grinning and chuckling wickedly, I give Aus another playful smack and a good pinch of the nipples for all the teasing she's done during the tour

Speaking of which, this seems like a fine time to get started. Go to the bed, and bring the cuffs.
 
Hesitating, I grab the cuffs and move to the bed quickly lest I get a swat. I stand before the bed unsure of where to sit, if I should sit, I grin over at you and slide onto the bed, kneeling. I set the cuffs in front of me as I rest my hands palms up and spread my legs, my dress riding up. You will tell me if I have done this right or wrong...I know.
 
Very good, perhaps you won't get a spanking too early on... At least not for that.

Sliding over to the bed, I pull her wrists and tug her to the edge of the bed, still kneeling, then slide my hands up and down her body and tangle one of them in her hair, wrapping my fingers in it and giving a gentle tug

Now, put on the cuffs. After that, I think you'd do better sitting on the edge of the bed, rather than kneeling, at least for now...
 
Whimpers a little as your hands go into my hair but I click the cuffs into place and slide into a sitting position on the edge of the bed, my feet dangling as I look up at you through my eyelashes. I bite my bottom lip and look down, then remember that I have to look at you when we play. So, blushing I look up.
 
Oooh... That was a bit of a slip. Clicks tongue And you were doing so well! For that though, perhaps you'll only get a few smacks, five to start, before we continue. Bring me the paddle and bend over the side of the bed, and be quick about it or else you'll get a few more as incentive.

Grinning and shaking my head, I pull her to her feet and give her another deft smack on the backside and a pinch of the nipples, waiting for her return to start the first punishment of many in the new home.
 
The smack to my backside, sends me flying to the table and I make a note to move the toys closer to the bed for next time. I grab both the crop and the paddle and run back to your side, place them in your hands. Then I remember to stand in front of you, and I turn and bend over cringing, because I know that it isn't the first strike that gets me, it's the second.
 
Grinning and laughing softly as my hands close over the handles of both toys, I begin slowly rubbing her back and lean down across her to give her shoulder a good lick and a bite and whisper in her ear

Really? You brought me both? I only asked for the paddle, so I suppose that means you're going to want a little extra attention with the crop, otherwise you wouldn't have gone to all the trouble of bringing it too!

Laughing softly, I stand again and trail my fingers down across her back and legs, to the hem of the dress, which I slowly begin to lift up over her pert backside. Then, taking her hands and placing them on the hem, I offer quickly

Hold this, and don't let go. Every move, or flinch, or quiver earns you another smack. Is that clear?
 
His words leave me cringing, and I slide my hands over my hips to hold my dress into place. This is the worst part. Waiting. For that first strike. And I know him. He will drag it out until I am a quivering wet mess, and I am begging for it. Every caress of the leather on my skin, causes me to wince, and I both fear the crop and desire it. I close my eyes and take a deep breath knowing that if I am not calm, I will move and that will be worse.

Yes Sir, that is clear. I breathe these words slowly.
 
I grin down at her, knowing full well what the anticipation does to her in these situations, and I relish the fun in making her squirm as she waits for that first blow to land.

Which should we try out first, I wonder? I asked for the paddle, so... Then again, YOU brought me the crop, so... Hmmm... Quite a conundrum. Any thoughts? Perhaps we should just give them a practice swing, to see how they fare, and you can decide from there...

Grazing the leather end of the crop across her skin, between her thighs and up her backside then back down again, I give the back of her thighs a light, sharp flick, and immediately follow it with a soft slap with the fur covered side of the paddle

Well, how was that for starters? Which one would you like first?
 
I whimper as the first strikes get me, feeling that quick sting of the crop melt into a deep pleasure, the thud of the paddle weakening my knees, and it's pain is much deeper, I can feel it sinking into my muscles, the sharpness of both of them causing my breath to hitch, so when I do speak my voice catches in my throat.

The... the crop Sir.

I know I can handle that one so much better than I can the paddle, it's so new to us. I shake a little, but feel better now that the first strikes are over.
 
Grinning as I run the end of the crop up and down her exposed flesh, teasing out every little shiver and quiver I possibly can, I reach down to pull her legs slightly apart and tease the head of the crop of between them

Fair enough, we'll start with that... You know the rules, count them out for me, each one, or I add two more. If I can't hear you, we start over... Hehehehehe...

Setting the crop aside on the bed next to her head, in her line of sight, I squeeze the crop in my hand and swish it through the air, growling softly to myself and chuckling to Aus as I wave it about.

Ok, are you ready? The crop sings through the air and connects with a sharp crack, which reverberates only slightly in my fingers before I bring it back up a little higher for the second smack. The second time it comes down squarely in the same place but with a louder swish and a much more satisfying sound as it strikes her soft, bare skin
 
The first strike gets me and I gasp loudly, clinging to the hem of my dress.

One Sir. I grit this out between my teeth and almost immediately the second crack, hits the same spot and I fight from moving, breathing into the pain, the feel of it, how it rolls in waves across my skin, is connected to my already wet pussy.

Two Sir. The second is worse than the first and I close my eyes, testing my pain, letting it melt and flow across my skin across my frame. Breathing it in. Reeling, wanting more, less... finally, just breathing. It's ragged.
 
I drag the crop across her skin again, looking at the fresh red mark drawn across her backside after only two hits, shaking my head and laughing softly as I squeeze the leather handle gently, testing it before the third strike with quick, easy flicks and swishes through the air just above her head so she can hear the sound and build the anticipation even more

So far so good, but keep in mind, you've still got the paddle after we finish with the crop...

Bringing the crop down hard in a different place, twice in quick sucession, I watch as she moves and writhes beneath me, then bring it up high for the final strike Ready for the last of the easy ones? The crop swishes through the air before it hits even harder, low and just barely above her thighs. My fingers sting slightly and tingle from the flex of the crop and the force of the blow, but it is a good pain that drives my desire further and heightens my already throbbing need
 
I wiggle and moan as the next two swats rain down on my skin, but it doesn't really hurt, oh the sting is still there, but is now becoming something else, and I am moaning and writhing beneath his expert hand.

Three sir. Four sir. I can feel myself relax into my submission. Sometimes I am so bratty that no one gets to see me calm, but not Him. I am so His and He knows it. The next strike won't even really affect me as I moan into the sheets and cling to my dress.
 
One more, and then it's time to test out that paddle...

Bringing the crop up high, I reach out to caress her soft skin and give her a gentle pinch and a squeeze, trailing my fingers over the bright red lines ingrained into her skin. My breath catches in my chest as she shivers, the need to put the crop aside and take her then and there is almost to compelling to resist. Almost, but not quite...

Mmmmmm... You're doing so well, I can only imagine how you'll do with that paddle.

Swinging the crop hard, it connects in the same place as the last, low, just above her thighs with a satisfying snap that I feel move up my arm. Stroking the head of the crop across her backside before laying it aside, I lean in across her and breath across the back of her neck before taking the paddle in hand and reaching out to give her hair a gentle tug

Not a single move yet. I'm impressed. It's enough to make me think you're enjoying this a bit too much, and maybe I shouldn't be going so easy on you...
 
The final strike leaves me breathless and I stammer out. Five Sir.

I feel him move and I am scared again momentarily, knowing that the paddle has a much deeper thud. His words, hang in the air like a promise and I know that I will most likely pay for them. I wait with anticipation, and feel as the sting begins to calm and relax me.
 
Rubbing softly over the deep red marks, relishing the quivers and soft whimpers the contact draws from her lips, I stand back up and give the paddle a few practice swings of its own before grinning down at her and drawing it slowly up and down the inside of her thigh, following it with my hand

Yes, this one's going to be lots of fun, I can already tell. I hope you're ready for it...

Trailing my fingers up and down the inside of her thigh, I reach up slowly between her legs to feel the dampness on my fingertips, growling softly as she stokes my desire and need with barely a move. I ready the paddle, not bringing it too far back for the first hit, then bring it down quickly, squarely against her skin, where it connects with a satisfying crack and a thud, the impact radiating up my arm already.
 
I can feel his hand between my thighs and I whimper at his touch, this little bit of pure pleasure racing through my frame, it weakens me more than the previous five strikes. I can feel the soft side of the paddle caress and rub against the welts on my bottom sending shivers up my back.

Then he strikes me with the paddle and it reverberates through my leg, no sharp sting here, just a thud and it's sends me falling to the bed, I can't stop myself. I cry out suddenly and cling to the sheets, aware that I have fallen and he isn't going to be pleased with it. My cry stops in my throat as I struggle to move back to standing clutching my dress again and wait for what is coming next.


One Sir.
 
Ooohhh... That one's going to cost you, little girl. Chuckles softly Looks like two more at the end. How are we feeling after that first one? Ready for another?

Arching my arm back, I give the paddle a little shake to limber up my wrist and rid myself of the last of the tingling from the first smack, then deliver two good hard smacks in a row. The elicited whimpers and moans send shivers through my body as I wait for the count.
 
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