Phoo Ming's Domain

[cgraven]

There lies behind deceptively ordinary doors the Kitchens of Phoo Ming. Exotic aromas and culinary delights emanates from the kitchens. Yet none dare enter without Permission for the kitchens are ruled by the ancient and venerable chef of the China Pearl Inn and all who enter his domain sever at his pleasure, and He can be a most demanding task master. As a coinsure of rare delights he has an especially developed palette for the sensual taste of young beauties. So Any sweet young beauty that enters the old rough’s domain enters at her own risk.

 

[DarkEmpress]

I step into Phoo Ming's domain, my eyes scanning the familiar setting that I have visited before in the China Pearl Inn. Something about Phoo Ming has always kept me captivated, clinging to him like a life raft in stormy seas ... him my only solid anchor.

I feel Phoo Ming's fingers unfasten my cape, letting the black velvetty material flutter to the floor to pool around my feet. His eyes hold mine captive as he unbuttons my blouse, giving me the command:

Missy may remove her blouse now.

With trembling hands, I comply. Letting the material slide across my skin to join my cape on the floor.

 

[cgraven]

Phoo Ming watches as Dee’s fingers go to her blouse his expression inscrutable as she lets the material flutter to the floor to pool around her ankles. He steps to her his hand cups her firm young breast, his thumb brushes across her roe bud nipple rolling it under the pad of his thumb.

“So Missy comes to serve Phoo Ming again!”

It is a statement of fact rather then a question.

His eyes hold hers captive as he toys with her.

“ Missy will remove her skirt now.”

 

[DarkEmpress]

He takes a step closer. A gasp escapes my lips as his hands lay claim to my breasts, his thumbs smoothing across my nipples ... teasing them to stand proudly against his onslaught. His unnerving gaze remains chained to mine as he commands me to relinquish my skirt to him.

My fingers find their way to the zipper, sliding it down to let the skirt smooth across my hips and fall to the floor. A slow shudder reverberates through my body as I stand before him ... bare ... at his mercy.

 

[cgraven]

Her movement are fluid, graceful and oh so very sensual as her trembling fingers loose her skirt to slide down the long sensual columns of her legs. Dee stands before Phoo Ming as naked as the day she was born. His body crushes to hers fingers cruelly curling into her silken mane as hi mouth claims her in a kiss that is demanding and savage. Yet as much as it demands it gives.

“Missy will lie on the prep table now.”

The ancient one steps back from the young beauty as he waits for her to yield to his command.

 

[DarkEmpress]

In a fluid movement, Phoo Ming crushes me to him as he lays claim to my lips one more time, his hand tangling in my hair to keep me captive against him. I subjugate my lips to his, returning his passionate kiss and moulding my body to the strong contours of his.

All too soon, Phoo Ming steps away from me, his command echoing from the tiles against the walls and floors in a clear and concise tone.

Taking a deep breath, I step closer to the preparation table and climb atop it. The dark marble is a striking contrast against my skin as I lay back, my hair splaying across the tabletop. The bright light illuminates me entirely and I turn my head, watching Phoo Ming's every move with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation.

 

[cgraven]

Like a virginal sacrifice Dee goes to the marble table. Her lithe young body pale perfection against the cool dark shimmer of the marble her hair forms a silken halo around her angelic face. The Master of the Kitchens Softly caresses her flawless cheek with the back of his hand. Phoo Ming draws the young beauty’s hands above her head. He takes her dainty wrist and captures it in a golden cuff the cold metal encircling her warm flesh. And draws her arm to the corner of the table. The ancient master repeats the process with the girl’s free wrist and when it is secured to the corner of the table he presses a kiss to her wrist.
Phoo Ming’s finger tips trail down Dee's supple young body he lets them linger as he traces the contours of her firm young breasts. Toys with her peaked rose bud nipples. The trail down across the quivering plane of her abdomen. Light run through the silken fleece that hides her maiden’s treasure. Only to slide the length of her puffy labia teasing those pale pink folds with what might be.

Phoo Ming traces idle random patterns on the young beauty’s inner thighs as he slowly works his way down to her trim little ankles. He stands there as his gaze drinks in the Dark Lady’s naked perfection slowly he spreads her legs apart a cold golden cuff holds captive that dainty ankle as Dee is bound spread eagled her supple young body stretched tight as a bow string.

“ Is this what Missy desires to be at my mercy to be used for my pleasure ?”

 

[DarkEmpress]

As if in slow motion, Phoo Ming steps closer … trailing his hand across my cheek. I can feel gooseflesh erupting across the expanse of my body as the cold marble burns into my heated flesh.

He raises my hands above my head and I can’t help the nervous flutter inside of me as he clips my wrist in place. By the time Phoo Ming clips my remaining hand in place my heart is hammering in my chest. He knows how much I fear bondage, how very much it takes for me to let him do this.

He presses a kiss to my bound wrist as if to calm my fraying nerves. Phoo Ming starts his sensual seduction by running his hands across my body. Starting from my wrists he slowly works his way down across the two orbs of flesh, aching to be touched. He smoothes his hands further down, my entire body trembling as he teases the deepest part of me with his fingertips before continuing his languid trail to the tips of my feet.

I can feel the heat burning in me as he slowly spreads my legs, binding my ankles as he had my wrists … leaving me prone, stripped and completely at his mercy. I can barely move my breath racing past my lips.

“Is this what Missy desires to be at my mercy to be used for my pleasure?”

“Yes,” I say breathlessly, staring at him as his eyes roam across my body, sending a warm flush to my cheeks.

 

[cgraven]

“Yes,”

Dee’s answer a soft sensual breathlessly whisper. Those stunning eyes staring at him as his eyes roam across her body, the crimson blush that kissed Dee’s flawless cheeks. The ancient Master could see the life force throbbing madly at her slender neck, just below the surface of the young beauty’s silken skin. He could see the mingling of fear and anticipation warring deep within her smoldering eyes.

Phoo Ming Held his little captive’s gaze as he slowly began to disrobe.

“Then you shall have what you desire Missy Dee.”

He let his black silk peasant’s jacket slip from his shoulders. His build was lank, yet the muscles of his arms and upper torso where like sinuous bands of iron. The look on his face was passive unreadable as he loosen the simple cord that held his peasant’s trousers in place. They slid down his powerful legs. Yet he did not come to her but rather disappeared from Dee’s line of sight.
Soon a soft humming, like the buzzing of a bee, played at the edges of the girl’s senses. The Master of the kitchens had returned and the buzzing grew more pronounced. Phoo Ming pressed the vibrator to Dees soft pink folds he teased her with its sensually seductive kiss before pressing the devilish device to her sweet pearl of passion.

 

[DarkEmpress]

I watch as Phoo Ming slowly undresses, the clothes falling away from his body to reveal the Master of the China Pearl’s kitchen in all his glory. Bridled power ripple beneath his skin as my eyes sweep across him in an appreciative caress, his expression carefully blank.

Disappearing from my line of sight, I listen to every move he makes, heightening my senses to a dizzying height. His return is heralded by a very familiar buzzing sound and I squirm just imagining what he will do. With wide eyes I watch as he presses the vibrator to me, the sensations ebbing through me like a tidal wave growing in intensity. I moan and writhe beneath his assault on my senses and the moment he presses it deeper to touch my clit, it feels as if it is attached to every nerve-ending in my body. I arch off the table and gasp, clasping my eyes shut.

“Evil man,” I manage to utter in a voiceless tone, as he rushes me headlong to the precipice of a mind shattering release.

 

[cgraven]

Phoo Ming’s face remained passive as Dee gasped.

“Evil man,”

Her voice a dark, husky, passion laced whisper. Just as the pleasure she desired was almost within her grasp The ancient Master eased the vibrator back from the young beauty’s throbbing clit denying her what her lithe young body so needed. It was then that he bent his head and the tip of his tongue leisurely circled her dusky pink areola until it became a puffy little pillow capped with a taunt pale pink rose bud nipple. He smiled up into her eyes as his mouth closed over her nipple and he rolled it along the ridged roof of his mouth.

 

[DarkEmpress]

Teetering on the edge, Phoo Ming removes the vibrator from me, my body instantly relaxing against the cold marble as I gasp for breath. Heart thrumming in my chest, a pleading little moan escapes my lips as he denies my body the climax it is starving for.

Breathing fast I watch as Phoo Ming bends over me, his tongue snaking from between his lips to trace the outline of my nipple in a swirling tease. Naturally, it rises to the occasion, met with a triumphant smile from Phoo Ming before he sucks my nipple into his mouth, sending another avalanche of erotic pleasure to course through my veins.

Rolling my head back, I lift my chest to him as I whimper.

 

[cgraven]

The ancient seducer looks down on the bound beauty, her heart hammering in her chest, her life force pulsing madly beneath the soft silken skin of her neck. A wicked smile bows his lips as Dee’s body responds to his tactile seduction.

The little groan of her loss now soft whimpers as his bound little beauty’s head lulls from side to side and she lift her chest to him, a sensual little whimper of need escaping her moist ripe lips, as she presses her breast to her Master’s mouth. His teeth grip the hard little rose bud of the girl’s throbbing nipple, Phoo Ming inhales deeply drawing a cool steady stream of cool air over the feverous bud. A finger traces the soft moist pink folds of her labia before rolli9ng the girl’s throbbing clit under the pad of the teasing, tempting finger.

“What does Missy Dee desire?’

His voice comes to her as a so husky whisper of dark tempting desire.

 

[DarkEmpress]

Holding my nipple captive with his teeth, Phoo Ming takes a deep breath sending a scintillating rush of cold to cling to the delicate skin. I can feel his finger tracing the outline of my heated sex and I cannot help the soft moan that escapes my lips as I wrap my hands around the cuffs and writhe beneath him.

“What does Missy Dee desire?’

I can hear the dark and tempting desire in his voice, as every fibre in me screams for release, for him to take me into the dark depths of desire ... as dark as he dares to go.

“Make me scream for you Phoo Ming,” I whisper, staring into his eyes … fear … longing, burning in the blue depths of mine.

 

[cgraven]

Phoo Ming smiles down into his little captive azure eyes now so dark with her smoldering passions that they are the most fetching shade of violet. Her little gasp the way she strains against her bounds as she arches her body and presses her breast to his mouth. Then the shuttering little gasp.

“Make me scream for you Phoo Ming,”

His old eyes sparkle at the young beauty’s shameless answer. He gazes into the depths of those stunning azure eyes. His fingers of one hand run through her silken mane as dark as the midnight sky on a stormy night. The fingers of his other hand lightly trace the soft moist contours of her labia a single finger slips pass those puffy folds to roll her throbbing clit under its calloused pad. The Master of the kitchens hot moist breath washes over her neck . The stray wisps of hair at the nape of her neck dance with each breath. His lips brushes Dee’s earlobe as he speaks.



“Does Missy Dee which to scream for me in pain or in pleasure.”

His teeth graze the girls ear lobe, light little butterfly kisses trace the sensual bow of her neck. That hot moist breath caresses her throbbing rose bud nipple slowly he inhales the bud and then a little nip to light the fires of dark forbidden passions.

 

[DarkEmpress]

He stares into my eyes for the longest moment. Something powerful ... almost primal, flashes in the depths of them that sends a delicious shudder down my spine. Phoo Ming’s fingers trail through my hair ... the other meandering across my aching sex before skilfully honing in on the part of me that is connected to every nerve in my body. I stare up at him ... transfixed ... as my breath catches in my chest, my pulse speeding to a slow simmer in my veins.

He slowly moves his lips across my neck. A soft moan escapes my lips as my head lulls to the side giving him more access to drive me absolutely insane.

“Does Missy Dee wish to scream for me in pain or in pleasure,” he says in a breathy whisper as he teases my earlobe with his lips before his teeth plays across the tender flesh. Light kisses flutter down my neck, languidly making their way to my nipple that he torments with a brush of his breath and a playful nip.

“Both,” the word ghosts from my lips in answer as I arch against him.

This man will be my undoing...

 

[cgraven]

Dee’s taunt nipple pops from between his lips as he turns his head so his eyes meet hers


Both


The dark ancient one echoes the bound beauty’s gasped answer. The stubble of his beard graze that taunt rose bud nipple. A sensual fleeting kiss brushes the young beauty’s lips. She is alone for a moment left to anticipate what her gasped request will bring. The sounds of the Master of the domain can be heard as he searches for something to fulfill Dee’s request. When he returns a pain of finely wrought little golden dragons dangle from the chain that binds them together. Their rich color catches the light and reflects back a rich golden huge, their perfect little teeth sharp as a serpent’s fang. He smiles down into her questioning eyes, then his head bends, lips tongue and teeth suckling her nipple into a throbbing little diamond peak. When he lets it slip from his lips Phoo Ming brings the little dragon to Dee’s throbbing rose bud nipple. His eyes meet hers for a moment then the lighten flash of pain as those tiny serpent’s teeth sink in to the bound little beauty’s nipple.

 

[DarkEmpress]

He grazes my nipple with the rough contours of his chin before brushing a kiss across my lips. In an instant he is gone and I can hear him rummaging for something. My apprehension escalates as does my anticipation of what is to come.

Stepping back into my line of sight, I can see something beautiful glinting in his hands. The delicate little dragons shimmer in the light, the same colour of the cuffs encircling my wrists and ankles. I can’t help the whimper as I realise what he intends to do with them.

Phoo Ming descends on my nipple, suckling and grazing it with his teeth into a proud little bud. Letting it slip from between his lips, he looks into my eyes for a short eternity and I swear it feels as if he is looking into the depths of my soul. Fear flickers in mine. Without warning, the clamp bites into my flesh ... pain lances through my system as I arch off the table, screaming ... tears glistening in my eyes. It burns and bites until it subsides into a constant dull ache ... my chest rising and falling in fast succession as my eyes rivet on the remaining dragon resting between his fingers.

 

[cgraven]

That gorgeous body arching off the table straining against the bounds that hold her and the crisp clarion scream that echoes in the confines of the kitchens brings a tender smile to his lips. Those old eyes take in every detail, the mad throbbing of Dee’s life force at the hollow of her neck the little gasps as she tries to catch her breath, the tears that glisten in her eyes, and the one pure crystalline caught on his finger tip to moisten her lips. Dee’s eyes seemed transfixed on the little dragon that still dangles from Phoo Ming’s finger tips.

The little jaws open, their sharp teeth glisten, then they bite into the tender aroused flesh of Dee’s neglected nipple. His mouth crushes to hers swallowing the young beauty’s scream The velvet tip of his lust nudges the soft moist folds of her of her blossoming womanhood. Slowly those folds part as The Master claims her.

 

[DarkEmpress]

The second dragon finds a home in my flesh as another storm of pain pulses through my body. Phoo Ming crushes his lips to mine and the scream dies into a whimper against him as he savages my mouth with brutal ardour.

I am trembling against Phoo Ming as he launches me into the stratosphere, my body instantly translating the pain into blistering pleasure as I feel him hovering at my velvety entrance, making space for him before he gently penetrates me, stealing my breath away.

I am restrained in the most delicate of chains, bearing the gifts of his pain on my nipples, his lips claiming mine in an endless kiss as he buries himself deep inside me. All I can do is surrender to it … feel it come to life in the roar of passion that sings through my veins. I am his for the taking…

 

[cgraven]

Dee’s sweet surrendering to his savage demanding kiss please the ancient one. The way her lithe young body arches to him, an offering for the taking, an offering he gladly takes as he thrust into her. There is a primal hunger in his kiss that demands all that this sweet bound beauty has to offer and so much more. Each thrust into her warm welcoming body is made with a ferial hunger to dominate.

To the casual observer it would appear that this sweet vision of beauty, so bond, so restrained, was being ravaged against her will. Yet the one who claims her so feeds a darker passions than are at first seen. He knows this beauty who has returned to him and as much as he takes from her he gives her what she carves, what she is afraid to ask for. He fulfills her needs and satisfies her unspoken dark desires. His lips part from hers, his eyes hold her smoldering eyes.


“ Scream for me my sweet girl scream for me.”

Each thrust fills her each thrust pulls at the chains that tug on her tortured nipples.

 

[DarkEmpress]

It feels as if the entire world is breaking apart into a million fractured pieces that make no sense in this reality. Phoo Ming fills me, each thrust retracting his presence from my body only to slam into me again ... and again, in that primal dance between a man and a woman. With each powerful thrust the soft embodiment of my femininity jolts from the sheer force of it ... the chains pulling and twisting against my nipples sending spikes of pain to entwine with the delicious and raw pleasure of sex that pistons through my veins.

“Scream for me my sweet girl scream for me.”

My eyes are glazed as I gasp for air. Phoo Ming is the centre of my universe ... my reality ... the Master of pleasure and pain. I obey. Rolling my head back I scream, my body pliant and receptive to his ministrations ... all for him.

 

[cgraven]

Dee screams, a wild clarion call of pleasure and pain. Her body arches to his in sweet supple offering her head lulls side to side as her Master grants her all she has longed for all that she had desires. His mouth finds hers in the heated moment of his own dark desire. The kiss primal, savage, wild with need.

He feels his bound beauty’s body gathering in on itself and knows the moment of her ecstasy is at hand. In that blinding moment of white hot passion and pleasure he slips the little golden dragon from her tortured. Blood rushes in swelling that tortured rose bud, the pain as searing as the pleasure. She titters on the edge of the dark abyss as pain and pleasure become one. Then he releases the last little dragon. His own ecstasy mingling with hers as the pain and pleasure claim her.

 

[DarkEmpress]

Phoo Ming moves inside me, my breath rushing past my lips in a short gasp with every thrust he makes, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. His lips claim mine once more in a passionately ardent kiss … my senses drugged with ecstasy.

Instantly, crippling pain stabs through my body … my eyes widening.

Phoo Ming continues the maddening pace, pushing me deeper into my subconscious mind as pain and pleasure meld together into a smouldering flame. He can read my body’s reaction even better than I can.

it starts somewhere deep inside me as another stab of pain tears through my system. This time I scream in agony … pleasure … my first orgasm pulsing through my sex and reverberating through my body like a smooth stone dropping into a pond.

Phoo Ming slams into me one last time, his own body climaxing … the groan from his lips a melody to my ears. The velvety depths of me convulse around him as he pushes me over the edge to freefall into a sea of bliss.

 

[cgraven]

Dee’s scream in agony … pleasure …ecstasy please the Master of the Kitchens. Her body arching, clinging , convulsing as passion and ecstasy mingle to a shattering climax. Still the ancient one makes demands on the bound little beauty’s body. Knowing quite well her arousal, her pleasure , her body needs and demands more than his.

His pace does not slacken, his demands the pain the pleasure continue till at last the dark haired beauty lays still beneath him. Now the golden cuffs fall from her wrist, from her ankles. They are replaced by the bounds of his arms as he gathers the spent beauty to him. His body spoons to hers molds to hers as he eases the young beauty to a calmer , more normal state. Her neck and shoulders bathed by his kisses.