Phoo Ming's Domain

[DarkEmpress]

I lie trembling on the table in the aftermath of the storm, emotions bubbling to the surface as tears glisten in my eyes. As if in slow motion, I watch Phoo Ming unbind me, lying down next to me and gathering me against him as my head rests on his arm. He wraps his arms around me and I feel warm ... safe. I wish I could stay wrapped in his arms forever.

He slowly brings me down, lavishing my shoulder and neck in tender soft kisses and I can’t help the swell in my heart for this gentle man who seems to know me so well. My breathing slowly levels out, my trembling body relaxing into a sated exhaustion. Struggling to find my voice, I gently run my fingertips across his arm to his hands, relishing in the privilege of touching him. “Thank you Phoo Ming,” I whisper softly.

 

[cgraven]

Her touch is gentle as she runs her fingertips across his arm to his hands. It was a shy loving touch that moved his old soul.

“Thank you Phoo Ming,”

Dee’s voice a soft sensual breathy whisper.

Phoo Ming rolls the dark stormy beauty to face him his old eyes holding the bright youthful shimmer of hers.


“ Have your dark dragons been quelled for the moment Missy Dee?”

His lips seductively brush hers as he breaths, more than speaks his question.

 

[DarkEmpress]

Phoo Ming effortlessly rolls me to face him, the blue depths of my eyes staring at him in wonder. I run a trembling hand along the plain of his face, my thumb gently smoothing across his cheek.

“Yes they have, thank you,” I answer, nodding slightly.

Brushing his lips across mine I feel a delicious warmth spread through me as I press a soft kiss to him.

“Did I please you Phoo Ming?” I whisper, against his lips.

 

[cgraven]

He smiles at Dee’s question even as he savors her chaste kiss.

“Yes Missy Dee you pleased Phoo Ming.”


He returns the young beauty’s kiss and it is far from being chaste.

“ I trust your bounds freed you Missy.”

 

[DarkEmpress]

A soft smile touches my lips as I ponder his question. "Yes, surprisingly ... they always do," I say as I move slightly, getting a little more comfortable against him.

 

[cgraven]

“I am pleased then Missy Dee.”

He enfolds the young beauty in his arms his lips claim hers in a slow lingering kiss that deepens to fan the fires he has enkindled in her.

“Perhaps one day I shall have you reach ecstasy under the caress and the kiss of the leather Missy.”

 

[DarkEmpress]

He claims my lips in a slow, sensual kiss that seems to linger and savour. I move my lips against his in answer, enjoying the gentle sensation it creates in me.

A delicious shudder reverberates through my body at the mention of leather. "I would like that very much Phoo Ming," I confess, a light blush dusting my cheeks.

 

[cgraven]

The ancient one notices the maidenly blush at the mention of leather that kiss Dee’s cheek.


“Missy Dee tell Phoo Ming more!”

 

[DarkEmpress]

My blush deepens as I hide my face against his chest, laughter bubbling from my lips. "I enjoy the kiss of leather," I say softly ... almost reverently against him as I lean back, gazing into his eyes once more.

"It scares me I will admit, but in the hands of someone I trust there would be nothing to fear." It feels as if he can see into the darkest corners of me, every new revelation exposing me more to him, making me more vulnerable.

 

[cgraven]

His smile is gentle as Dee blushes crimson and makes her confession. His hand cups her chin, his thumb caresses her cheek.


“ Ahhhhhh…”

His voice trails off as he searches those striking azure eyes.

“ Would you prefer the riding crop or something more sinuous more sensual Dee.?”

 

[DarkEmpress]

For a moment I am stunned by his question ... as I realise what he intends to do. Thinking about it for a moment I finally say, "Something more sensual Phoo Ming." Fear flickers in my eyes for a moment.

 

[cgraven]

The ancient one drinks in Dee’s fear, and anticipation.

“Perhaps a flogger Dee one capable of sensual caresses and seductive firry kisses.”

His lips brush hers in a slow sensually seductive kiss.


“ You desire to be bound to be fully free Missy Dee?”

 

[DarkEmpress]

My heart skips a beat.

I can't help the little smile that tugs at my lips. The reaction is linked to being bound ... not so much the flogger.

Slowly nodding in answer to his question, I know Phoo Ming understands my fear.

 

[cgraven]

Phoo Ming’s lips brush that little coquettish smile.

“Shall I bind Missy Dee reclining again………………?”

He stretches her arms over her head as he lies beside her.

“……or shall I bind you standing spread-eagled your body open and vulnerable from every angle?”

The ancient one nudges Dee’s legs apart as he whispers in her ear.

“What does Missy Dee desire?”

 

[DarkEmpress]

My heart rate accelerates as Phoo Ming lifts my hands above my head. My eyes dart up to his hand as he holds my wrists in place before flitting back to him ... fear more prominent in them now.

He gives me my second option as he spread my legs. Isn't it strange how just those two actions can dissolve your barriers and leave you vulnerable already.

Swallowing, I whisper ... "Spread eagle, Phoo Ming."

 

[cgraven]

"Spread eagle, Phoo Ming."

Hos mouth closes over yours his kiss dark primal. He gathers you into his arms carries you to the place of your trials. Gently he places you down your bare feet touch the rich warm wood floor. A spreader bar at your feet.


“Missy Dee will buckle the leather cuffs around her ankles.”

 

[DarkEmpress]

Phoo Ming claims my lips in a demanding kiss before gathering me in his arms. I wrap my arms around his neck, knowing that I won't be able to touch him again for a while. He sets me down on my feet, the wooden floor warm to the touch against my bare feet.

Obeying his command, I sink to my haunches and tie the spreader bar to first my one ... and then the other ankle. Slowly rising, my eyes stay glued to the floor as I feel the fear closing in around me. I nervously slide my hands across my hips, my legs spread and locked in position ... the most intimate part of me fledged open for him.

 

[cgraven]

He watches as with a fluid grace Missy Dee sink to her haunches and imprison each of her trim little ankles in the leather cuffs. He watches as the frighten beauty slowly rises her stunning eyes demurely lowered, her delicate hands nervously slide across her hips. He raises her chin with a single finger his lips brush hers in a fleeting kiss.

“ Reach above your head Missy Dee!”


His voice dark and softly commanding each dainty wrist is captured in turn. An adjust ment or two and Dee supple body is stretched as tight as a bow string as she stands on her tip toes. He lets his hands trail down the sensual curves of the young beauty’s body to cup her hot little pussy, his thumb gracing her dark fleece.

“Shall I shave you bare before you savor the kiss of leather Missy Dee?”

 

[DarkEmpress]

I feel his finger beneath my chin as he raises my eyes to his, pressing a soft encouraging kiss to my lips. His command to raise my hands above my head is met with a fair amount of trepidation, but I comply.

Phoo Ming skilfully ensnares my wrists and stretches me until I am standing on my toes … prone … vulnerable: Completely at his mercy. He traces his hand across my body, leaving a trail of fire in its wake until he reaches my velvety depths, cupping it in his hand.

I blush furiously at his question, before a strangled, “Yes please,” drops from my lips. The thought of Phoo Ming with a razor near my sex, slightly elevates my breathing even further.

 

[cgraven]

“Yes please,”

Her voice a soft angelic whisper, her cheeks the most adorable shade of pink.

“ As Missy Dee wants.”

The soft almost servile tone of the Master, directed at the bound and helpless beauty. He baths his hands in a bowl of warm water, slowly working up a rich lather. His eyes meet Missy’s Phoo Ming takes no cloth, no brush but slowly takes his lathered hands and works the rich warm suds into Dee's sweet dark fleece. A Phoo Ming prolongs this rich lathering of his bound beauty till he hears the first little sensual moan escape her moist ripe lips.

The glint of the sun on the keen edge of the razor. The only sounds in the room Dee’s soft gasps and moans and now as her skin is drawn tight the soft subtitle rasp of the razor against her skin. With each pass nothing is left in its wake but freshly bared skin. The ritual slow methodic till Missy is bare as the day she was born. Phoo Ming rinses his hands and now anoints Dee with rich warm oils that mingle the fragrances of jasmine and sandalwood.

 

[DarkEmpress]

I watch as Phoo Ming lathers up his hands, his eyes keeping mine captive. He seems to know something I don’t, a smile of anticipation just touching his lips. I soon find out as he spreads the rich lather across me, his hands working the flesh beneath … the very depths of me lurking to life in the face of his ministrations.

I try not to respond, he is shaving me after all, it couldn’t possibly be a sensual act … could it? The moan that slips from my lips answers the question.

The stab of fear that runs down my spine at the sight of the razor only heightens the sensations. Phoo Ming is thorough and methodical in his method … and oh so tempting and teasing. I can feel my body quivering, adding it’s own layer of lubrication to the process, bringing a blush to my cheeks as I moan and gasp.

All too soon he is done, and Phoo Ming turns and reappears, his hands glistening with an oily substance he smoothes across the newly bared flesh. I shudder, as my eyes flutter shut, my head rolling back … raven hair spiralling down my back, playfully flitting across my derriere.

 

[cgraven]

The Ancient one is pleased with the stormy beauty’s slow submission to the seduction of his hands and of the sweet temptation of her fear. He smiles as she throws back her head in revelry. He steps away to select the flogger that will give Missy D the most pleasure the most of what her darker passions crave.


The long supple scarlet tongues of the flogger hang limp and lifeless by his side. A flick of his wrist and they slowly wake slithering to life. Another flick of the wrist and the sinuous leathery tongues curl around Dee’s body to greedily lick at her breasts and nipples.

 

[DarkEmpress]

His hands leave me and Phoo Ming disappears from my view for a few seconds. When he returns the flogger is by his side and I can feel the tension and apprehension tighten around me like a bow constrictor. Phoo Ming tests the flogger and the next flick of his wrist lands across my breasts, adorning my sensitive skin with the serpentine kiss of leather.

My whole body shakes in response. Gooseflesh erupts across my flesh as I bite down hard, my breath hissing past my lips … reminding myself to keep breathing.

 

[cgraven]

“Does missy Dee like the stinging kiss of leather?”

The question falls softly from his lips even as he gently drapes the sinuous strands of leather over her pale unblemished shoulder. A leisurely pull of his hand and those sinuous fingers of leather sensually caress Dee’s shoulder. Cascade down over her up thrust breasts a strand clings to her taunt rose bud nipple before falling to lightly kiss her inner thigh.


“Or does Missy Dee crave for a more gentle caress?”

His eye taking in every little responce of her supple bound body.

 

[DarkEmpress]

It hurts.

But … combined with arousal it turns into liquid fire.

Phoo Ming drapes my tormentor across my shoulder and I can feel the leather strands getting closely acquainted with my flesh, splayed across the soft mounds of my breasts. With a tug, they move and I cannot help the soft moan on my lips as Phoo Ming lightly flicks the flogger to caress my inner thigh.

"I like the stinging ... and the gentle touch," I say honestly, my senses ablaze as I stare into his eyes ... mesmerised.