Perplexia's Pool Palace

Shoos fr33k out so she can get dressed.

Puts on her pretty snow flake outfit and a silk robe over it. Making her way down stairs to get the wine out of the ice box. Pouring a drink and then taking a swig from the bottle.

Waits patiently thinking its a good thing i have these gloves on or i would bite off my fingernails.
 
He slips out back door to the pool area, eyes searching for his pretty little fallen angel. A low appreciative whistle greets her from behind as his arm slips around her waist and tugs her back against his chest, nuzzling his face in her silky golden hair. His voice is a low growl, whispering..

Sexy angel. All dressed up for me just so I can shred it from your lush body hmmm?

He chuckles and sits down his case, easing onto a lounge and pulling her onto his lap. Hands sliding down her back until he reaches the curve of her bottom and draws back, swatting her sharply.
 
*slips in, sinking down into the hot tub* I feel like I'm freezing and I've no clue why.
 
He slips out back door to the pool area, eyes searching for his pretty little fallen angel. A low appreciative whistle greets her from behind as his arm slips around her waist and tugs her back against his chest, nuzzling his face in her silky golden hair. His voice is a low growl, whispering..

Sexy angel. All dressed up for me just so I can shred it from your lush body hmmm?

He chuckles and sits down his case, easing onto a lounge and pulling her onto his lap. Hands sliding down her back until he reaches the curve of her bottom and draws back, swatting her sharply.

She jumps slightly at his whistle. Feeling his arms wrap around her waist the warmth of breath as he growls into her ear.
"yes sir" she responds almost breathlessly
Pulling her down to his lap she trusts in his arms not to let her fall, a gasp escapes her lips as he swats her round rear mounds a whimper and a purr follow. It feels good to feel the warmth pulsating through her cheeks. Already growing damp with anticipation as she eyes the case mistrustfully.
"would you like something to drink?" she questions being a good hostess.
 
He smiles at her. It's one of those cocky, I like it when you're all nervous grins, reaching to tuck a lock of her hair behind her ear.

I'm good for now. Might end up sipping some of that wine from your delicate bits later though. Right now though? I think.. you have on.... far.. too.. many.. clothes.

He gently pulls her robe open, slipping it off one shoulder and raking his teeth along her pale skin, moving to remove the other side as well.. kissing across her chest as he goes, biting her shoulder once exposed and letting the robe fall to cover his lap and let him drink in her beauty.

Now... tell me.... what does this girl need tonight hmm?
 
He smiles at her. It's one of those cocky, I like it when you're all nervous grins, reaching to tuck a lock of her hair behind her ear.

I'm good for now. Might end up sipping some of that wine from your delicate bits later though. Right now though? I think.. you have on.... far.. too.. many.. clothes.

He gently pulls her robe open, slipping it off one shoulder and raking his teeth along her pale skin, moving to remove the other side as well.. kissing across her chest as he goes, biting her shoulder once exposed and letting the robe fall to cover his lap and let him drink in her beauty.

Now... tell me.... what does this girl need tonight hmm?

*a soft moan elicits her lips as she feels the silk robe slide down her shoulder. Gasping softly as his teeth rake her ivory flesh. His warm lips causing her to lean her head back enjoying the warmth and the sensuality across her chest as he kisses. A whimper comes from her mouth as he bites her shoulder. She sits exposed to him in her snowflake outfit. His fallen xmas angel.

She blushes as his gaze takes her in, almost as if his eyes alone had the power to devour her. She heard what he said about drinking from her. It only made her desire him more.

"Too be claimed and possessed." she whispered softly to his question. Blushing as the words left her lips. An unfair question at that. What didn't she want from this statuesque man that held her upon his lap. Whatever pleased him would be her answer above and beyond to be his toy for the evening as he would have it.
 
Her answer pleased him as much as her sweet little breathy sounds she made when he bit her. He scooped her hair off her neck and wrapped his fist in it, tugging back hard to expose the column of her throat and lick down it, reaching the base of her neck and biting her there, giving his head a little shake. His fingers traced along the top of her corset, his tongue following slowly. He looked up at her, eyes black as night...

I plan on melting my pretty little Snow Angel tonight. One lick.. one bite.. one tug.. one stroke at a time until your a puddle of whimpers and covered in pretty little teeth marks. How does that sound?

His fingers traveled over her tummy, stroking over her sides and skimming down her thighs. He could smell her arousal, feel her soft body warm against him, his cock answered but swelling against her bottom, reminding her of his desire for her. But tonight wasn't about him. It was for her.
 
A gasp came quickly as he wrapped his fingers in her long golden locks and tugged back hard. Showing her he was in control. His tongue worked a magic upon her throat that had her almost begging, he nipped and she whimpered again. Her blue eyes stared back into his as his silky voice came from his soft lips.

His warm breath stroked her ears like her fingers would his phallus. Every word touching her deeply to the point she thought she would burst.
"I'm yours to use as you wish " she found herself responding as if he had already possessed her.
Was it the magic in his touch, the way his black eyes stared into her hypnotizing her or perhaps it was the power he held in his god like state.
 
Yes.. you are.. all mine.

His voice was thick with desire. Fingertips raking up her inner thigh and pinching, rubbing, stroking over the silky material of her outfit, touching every where but where she needed it most. He reached into his boot pulling out a knife, a flick of his wrist and it was open and slipped under the hem of her corset.
Be still sweetheart. Wouldn't want to cut any of your ivory skin now would we?


One long slit up and it parted leaving her gorgeous breasts free and heaving in front of him. Begging to be licked. So he did. One after the other, licking and sucking the delights of her pert nipples, teeth grazing them while he kept her hair tightly gripped. He stopped and looked into her eyes, watching emotions play on her face as he slid the dull side of the knife down between her breasts, over her tummy, flicking the waist of her pretty little snowflake panties and cutting them from the curve of her hips leaving her treasure bare and glistening for him.

That's a good girl... very good girl.
 
"yes" she responded all his. The feeling of vulnerability came as quickly as it went away with his fingertips raking over her outfit. Pinching stroking prodding touch what was his for the taking. Touching everywhere but where she ached.
Her eyes widened as he brought out his knife the smile she'd learned to trust calmed her almost instantly as his velvet words touched her ears.
Be still sweetheart. Wouldn't want to cut any of your ivory skin now would we?
She acknowledged simply by blinking softly as to not move a muscle. The knife gliding up her front releasing her from the confines of her new outfit. His mouth moved over her skin with intent as he took her nipples into his mouth. She moaned deeply and then whimpered as his teeth grazed them and the rest of her flesh.

She inhaled as his eyes took in her flesh, the dull portion of the knife tracing between the round breasts that sat upright for him.

The feeling of vulnerability returned as he slipped the knife under the strings of her panties and released them so she was now bare to his eyes.

That's a good girl... very good girl

his voice echoed causing her to smile softly despite the grip on her hair. She liked to be his good girl. She liked the feeling of the praise as it washed over her.
The vulnerability again disappeared as if he'd waved a wand. "thank you sir" came from her lips like a purrish moan.
 
He sheathed his knife again, pulling the cut garments from her body and massaging his fingers through her hair now. He'd held her tight for a while so he soothed her scalp while his mouth took hers gently. He was proud of her. She trusted him, knew he would take care with her and as she obeyed so beautifully and thanked him in that sexy little purr he knew just what he wanted to do.

He reached in his bag and pulled out a long length of rope, with one end, he looped her neck and picked her up gently in his arms, setting her on her feet and standing in front of her.


Since this is the first time we've played this way, we'll introduce a safe word for you. Something easy for you to remember. Red. I'll stop. Yellow, we'll slow down or renegotiate the scene. I want you comfortable and feeling safe but pushed passed limits you've perhaps had in the past. Understood?

He didn't wait for her response, he knew she understood and trusted him. If she felt it necessary, she knew what she needed to do. He adjusted the rope around her neck like a collar, letting the free ends hang between her breasts and tucking each side under the curve of her breast and drawing it around her back, moving around her to knot it in the middle of her back. He was quiet as he worked. Methodical. Wrapping her waist, knotting, drawing it between her thighs, knotting right in the spot where it would rub her clit and gently tucking it just so between her lips, bringing the rope up behind her and wrapping her and knotting it, leaving the ends dangling, giving a tug so it would bump her clit, whispering.

How does that feel? Too tight? Or just right?
 
His fingers massaging her scalp as his lips touched hers. Any tension she had disappeared through the magic of his kiss. She did well and this touched her with in the depths of her being to feel he was proud.

He took some rope from his bag and placed it around her neck as he stood her. She took a deep breath and stood still. He spoke again explaining the rules and then continued without her response. She liked that he knew she was capable of speaking up if she felt unsafe or scared, yet trusted him enough to place herself in his use.

The black nylon rope he looped around neck he made into a type of collar, then down around her breasts, by the time he was done with his knots and such she felt completely at his whim. She nodded to his velvet voice. "perfect sir" was her response.

She stood still not wanting to move knowing that her wetness was more then apparent to his eyes.
 
He nodded and whispered against her ear..

Good girl..

Licking the soft lobe and letting his teeth graze it. He stood behind her and slid his hands from her throat over her chest, cupping her softness and plucking her nipples until they were straining for him. As he crouched down behind her he kept one hand on her skin, his warmth was important for her to feel. All a part of establishing and reassuring the trust between them. He stroked her calf muscle while he pulled out two more items and walked around her so she could see the rope hooked over his arm and a silver chain dangling from his hand.

Fingers plucked her nipple again, teeth capturing it and nipping before he opened the clip on the end of the chain and clasped it to her nipple. Listening for whatever sexy sound she might make. Tongue teasing to the opposite breast, treating it just as delicately, then teething it, clasping it, then standing back and giving the chain a tug in the middle watching her breasts lift.


Stunning....

He let go and walked behind her, rope in hand, smoothly drawing her arms back and binding them together, immobile, from elbows to wrists. Once done he grasped the rope that dangled, the one that would tease her clit with each tug. He pulled and pulled and pulled, bumping her over and over while he reached around her waist and gripped the chain between her breasts, matching each pull, gently, roughly...
 
His warm breath tickled her ear as he whispered Good Girl the words only increased her desire for him. He licked her earlobe and she thought she was going to beg for him to take her there and now. She couldn't believe how hungry she was for him.

A gasp and a whimper came from her lips as he plucked her nipples. Causing them to stand harder then she ever thought possible. He reached around her still touching her, letting her know he was with her. If he had left her mind may have panicked and ruined this for them. He showed her the silver chain and rope that was in his arms and then he pulled and tugged again on her hard nipples causing her to whimper and moan and gasp as his teeth took her throbbing nipple and pulled. Her eyes shot open as he placed the clamp on it. Tight like his teeth. So good yet so bad. A gasp and whimper seeped from her lips as her pussy betrayed her almost dripping a river. Then he licked and taunted her other nipple clamping it as well. Gasps and whimpers filled the pool deck as he slowly introduced her to pleasure and pain as he tugged the chain. She cried out softly whimpering. Her nipples so sensitive the clamps causing her hunger even more if possible.

He smiles that cocky smile and walks behind her taking her arms with him and binding them. So she couldn't move. Tug and pull he did over and over whimpers and moans and cries of frustration echoed now as his eyes stayed with hers. He taunted and teased her till she thought she would die in a puddle of her own desires.
 
Is it just me, or are a lot of Plexy's images not showing up at all? Looks like she's just made like 5 blank posts in a row.
 
His warm breath tickled her ear as he whispered Good Girl the words only increased her desire for him. He licked her earlobe and she thought she was going to beg for him to take her there and now. She couldn't believe how hungry she was for him.

A gasp and a whimper came from her lips as he plucked her nipples. Causing them to stand harder then she ever thought possible. He reached around her still touching her, letting her know he was with her. If he had left her mind may have panicked and ruined this for them. He showed her the silver chain and rope that was in his arms and then he pulled and tugged again on her hard nipples causing her to whimper and moan and gasp as his teeth took her throbbing nipple and pulled. Her eyes shot open as he placed the clamp on it. Tight like his teeth. So good yet so bad. A gasp and whimper seeped from her lips as her pussy betrayed her almost dripping a river. Then he licked and taunted her other nipple clamping it as well. Gasps and whimpers filled the pool deck as he slowly introduced her to pleasure and pain as he tugged the chain. She cried out softly whimpering. Her nipples so sensitive the clamps causing her hunger even more if possible.

He smiles that cocky smile and walks behind her taking her arms with him and binding them. So she couldn't move. Tug and pull he did over and over whimpers and moans and cries of frustration echoed now as his eyes stayed with hers. He taunted and teased her till she thought she would die in a puddle of her own desires.

It pleased him that she was soaking wet. Pretty nymph that she was, so responsive to every little touch. She was doing so good. Obediantly offering herself up as she was. Whimpering in such a sexy tone she had his cock rock hard already. He lifted the chain to her lips, pushing it between them.

Keep hold of that angel... you're doing so good baby. I'm going to give you something you need. One thing you should remember though. If you let go of the chain, no matter how much your nipples ache.. I'll stop rewarding you and you won't be allowed to cum. Mind you.. before you even think about orgasming you better tell me you need too and I'll decide if you deserve it yet or not. Nod if you understand angel. Now hold it tight and bend over the lounge.

He grinned, knowing when she nodded it would pull the clamps holding her lovely breasts taut. It would hurt but he would help soothe it with his thick fingers slipping through her wet slit. He knelt behind her as she bent for him, her lovely behind presented beautifully, showcasing her pink dripping slit. He drew his hands back and smacked her ass cheeks smiling as they shook from the force, instantly turning a pink hue. He rubbed his hands over them, sliding his thumbs through her slit, under the knotted rope and nuzzling against her clit.

A few thorough strokes and he moved his thumbs, tucking the rope back against her clit and pulling it, letting the rope work her swollen little nub while he slid two fingers in her velvety heat. He rubbed her inner wall, right over that bundle of nerves inside, coaxing it, strumming it, all while he tugged and tugged the rope. Teeth started nibbling her ass, licking the soft curves, sucking succulent flesh between his teeth and raking over it again.
 
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