The Garden

[Lady_of_Roses]

Set back from the street is a little known lounge called The Garden. To reach it you walk up a cobble stone path, flowers blooming on either side, under an arbor heavily laden with climbing roses so that the scent surrounds you, to be confronted with a solid wooden door. What you can see of the building appears to be an old Victorian house, complete with a tower.

Entering the building you find a foyer, with a walk in closet on the right to place one's outerwear. Pushing aside a jewel tone beaded curtain you walk into the bar proper. There are couches and arm chairs, traditional tables and chairs, the bar sits along the right wall. Along the left there is a line of huge pillows- called Poof chairs. Along the front wall there are two window seated alcoves, dim and perfect for lovers to cuddle up in. The bar is lit by a brilliant chandilier- yet some genius installed a dimmer switch on it. Aside from that there is the fire place, and the tables all feature candles or oil lamps giving the place an old fashioned feel....


****MORE TO COME*****

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*****more To Come******

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Walking out from the main portion of the building into the bar comes Sylvie. She pauses in the center of the room and turns a slow circle, looking about as she does so. Everything appeared to be in readyness. The bar was scented delicately with the smell of roses, a boquet topped every table, and a spectuacular piece adorned the mantle. Now all it needed was patrons....though tonight it was for one patron in particular.

Taking deep breath Sylvie walked into the bathroom at the far left corner of the room, and looked into the full lenght mirror. Her dress was a deep emerald green satin, that shifted to a green so dark it was nearly black when the light hit it right. The spaghetti straps came down from the gracefull line of her neck into a sweetheart top that highlighed her ample decollage. The fabric clung and supported her beautifully, tapering down to showcase her hourglass figure. The dress flared out at her hips, continuing to the floor. Her black strappy heels were hid by the lenght of the dress. Looking to her face she could see that she was fairly glowing with excitement, the emerald jewlery she wore catching the light and sparkling to match her eyes. Turning about she cheecked her hair once more. Rather than its usual french braid it was done in an elegant upswept confection of curls, the whole thing held in place by several emerald studded combs. Quite easy to remove should someone decide to let her hair down. The back of the dress dipped low, accentuating the lovely curve of her back and lower back, the tight fabric highlighting her firm little ass.

Convinced now that she was ready she turned and headed for the window seat that allowed a view of the path and took a seat, careful not to wrinkle her skirt. And then she waited for the one person she longed with all her heart to see tonight. Her master Mage.*

 

[Bluemage]

The mage had recently been missing his little kitten. She hadn't called for him, she hadn't visited him, he quite honestly thought that she had simply lost all time for him, or perhaps simply lost interest in him and was hiding so that she would not have to be the instrument of his desires any longer. Truly it had left him in a saddened state, one that he had hoped that he might rectify one day, but knew deep in his heart that it was quite possible that he had already failed. If she had spent so much time away from him...well, the last time that she had done that she had quite a number of stories to tell and she hadn't taken the time to really tell more than half of them, leaving him to wonder what sorts of things that she had been doing when he hadn't been around. He hadn't put much thought into it (or into the reason that she hadn't shared everything with him) but he had been beginning to wonder.

That was until the envelope had arrived. It was very obviously from Sylvie. He could practically see her aura wrapped around it in every way possible. He had opened the letter, seeing that he had been invited to a grand opening, and that he was to wear proper clothes. Well, that was interesting. He had always thought that he was wearing the appropriate dress code for a fancy establishment, but that stress in the invitation had made him question that. Perhaps there was a way that he could be dressed even more appropriately for one of these fancy outings. He wouldn't want to embarrass Sylvie after all.

It was because of this that he had taken much longer in getting ready than usual. When he had arrived, it had been in some rather nice clothes, or at least he had thought so. His usual black shirt was on his body, but instead of leaving the top several buttons open, they were buttoned up, and hidden behind a black silk tie that had the faintest etchings of the endless pattern that he was known for printed onto their surface in a way that they only showed in certain light. He was also wearing a pair of black gloves, in an attempt to be extra fancy. His pants were also the same as usual, with the powder never ending pattern down the outsides of the legs, and when they ended he was wearing a pair of simple black loafers. Draped over his shoulder was a long black cape, that he had considered not wearing, but really, the floppy pointed wide brimmed hat really didn't look right without something. On the end of his nose he had a pair of thin glasses that really served no purpose as his emerald eyes could see perfectly.

Of course, this was all about how he looked when he had arrived. How he had arrived, was in his usual, or rather, unusual fashion. Instead of walking up the street and entering through the front door, he seemed to have faded into existence from the very shadows themselves, as if he were some form of wonderland creature who's smile would allow him to come and go as he pleased. His smile at the moment was a slim one as he looked at the woman who was waiting for him by the window. He looked about the room for a moment, taking it in and then spoke up softly, "This place is quite nice. Have you been working on this the whole time?"

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Gasping softly Sylvie spun about at the sound of her Master's voice, her heart already beating faster at the simple sound. She ached to throw herself at him, and yet she'd been away for awhile, and was unsure of her welcome, so she trembled slightly with the desire but forced herself to remain where she was.*

You....Master....I....Well....You came! *she stuttered through her greeting, unsure of what to say* I.....I'm so very terribly sorry for dissapearing. I had some rather nasty family stuff to deal with, and I must admit it left me rather out of sorts and a bit reclusive. So I took up renovating this place as a hobby...*standing she once more turned slowly , showing him both the extent of her lounge as well as the extent of her outfit.*

I do hope you like it......

 

[Bluemage]

He smirked softly and with his rather perverse mind, the first thing that came to mind when she had exclaimed that he came was the first thing that left his lips, "Not yet I haven't." It was clear what he meant, and he was sure that she'd be able to figure it out without having to actually put much thought into it. He watched her as she did her spin for him, showing off her outfit. He smiled softly as he looked at her for a moment and nodded, chuckling a little bit, "That is a very nice dress. It looks very good on you." Had he been in a childish mood he would have followed up a line like that with 'and it would look terribly beautiful at the foot of a bed' or perhaps make some sort of reference to it being bunched up around her hips. He didn't make mention of these comments though. He knew that with Sylvie and her empath ability, he wouldn't have to, as he had little doubt that she was trying to find out what he was thinking so that she knew how to act around him.

He looked about the room for a moment, "So do you run this establishment?" The answer to that question would open up a bunch of other questions, like if she knew that there were no other people here, if she had planned that, if she was planning on being a bartender, if that would still leave her time for him. It didn't even begin to come to the other questions, like what else she might have been doing all this time, but when it came to family matters he knew that it was better not to pry. If she wanted to talk to him about such things she would. He looked at her for a few long moments, taking in the view of her in her dress.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*At Blue's little joke Sylvie sighed with relief while laughing softly, which resulted in a very light breathy laugh. Peeking into his mind she saw what she'd hoped for.....he had missed her, and he didn't come just to take her collar back- or at least not that she could see yet. Thankful she found herself going slightly weak in the knees, and she had no chance but to sit down or fall.

She blushed slightly at his compliments to her outfit....and she glanced sharply at him as her eyes darkened with yearning for the thoughts he didn't voice. Not responding as she knew he had more to say, she waited for him to ask, her eyes meanwhile trailing over his form. THe black suited him, and if she looked closely in the flickering light she thought she could see his trademark pattern on his clothing. But truthfully she wasn't interested in the clothes. As much as she liked to see him in a tie, she wished he didn't have it on, that his shirt was open and she could see some skin.....

"Not entirely. I am the proprietess, I have hiered and had some of my staff volunteer to run this place. However I will frequent it....it is sort of my little corner, my home away from home. Other's may come and visit as they will but.....well, I have say and can ask those that cause problems to leave should I chose. And seeing as this is my lounge I need not feel akward about anything I chose to do here.....

As for having time for you....*She stood and walked over to him, gracefully sinking to her knees in front of him and bowing her head in submission. "I am deeply sorry for leaving master. I assure you that I have been ceilabate in my absence, and have longed for your touch. I miss you so much that my heart aches. Master, I ask that you forgive me, and allow me the joy of still being your pet....and....*she swallowed* and your love."*

 

[Bluemage]

When she had moved towards him gracefully he couldn't help but smile at all of the cat metaphors that could be applied to that kind of view had he been writing it down for some kind of novel or other piece of literature. It was enjoyable to him that his sweet little kitten had the grace and agility of a cat. When she had arrived in front of him and suddenly sunk to his knees he had thought that she had something in mind, something that definitely wasn't her asking him if she could continue to be his pet and continue to receive his love. He let out a soft sigh as he looked down at her, thinking about how best to answer the question.

"You never stopped having the title, or being the target of my love." It didn't escape him that she had used the word, since she had been so skittish about it before. He knew that responding with something silly at this point was right out. She had made a serious request to be reassured that she could still have something that she had never lost.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Giving a strangled cry of relief she flung herself forward as she rose on her knees, her arms wrapping about his thighs her head nestled against his crotch as she hugged him tightly to her, knowing she was overstepping a line, but desperately needing to be close to him, to feel his warmth on her skin. Her voice was muffled, pressed against him as she spoke. "Thank God Blue, I was so worried that I'd lost you when I dissapeared, I truly didn't mean to, I just...well.....there are bad things going on in my family, and its made me rather violent at times. I needed to be away from you for saftey. and truly I feared to write you, for fear that if you asked me to come back my resolve would melt and I would hurt you because I came back to soon....I was terrified of that! I couldn't forgive myself if I'd hurt you, no matter what the cause of it was....I couldn't live with myself, honestly and truly...."

Realizing that she was ranting she fell silent, breathing heavily and simply clinging to him*

 

[Bluemage]

When she had dived forward and wrapped her arms around him, pressing her face into his crotch he was a bit confused. Really, this was closer to what he had imagined when she had fallen to her knees before him, but really he didn't understand the move from where they were then to where they were now. He looked down at her carefully as she talked against his crotch for a while, the sound coming out a tad bit muffled but still easily enough heard by his ears. He watched her for a moment working very hard to will himself not to grow hard thanks to her position because the situation hardly allowed for that sort of reaction. It was not the easiest thing to do, but he was trying very hard.

When she had suddenly gone silent he wondered if perhaps he had failed in his mission and she had realized the effect that the position was having on him. Well, he supposed there were worse things that could have happened. He knew that he might be able to rub it off as nothing if he was careful. He brought his hand up slowly and let it rest on the space between her cat ears for a moment, gently scratching at her scalp.

"It's alright. I know that if you could have been here you would have." He smiled softly, "I thank you for your concern." Now came the hard part, and he wasn't sure how to voice it. He knew that he needed her to not be like she was anymore, or the situation was surely to get awkward as he doubted he'd be able to hold down or hide the effects of the position forever. He also knew asking her to get up wasn't going to help since it would simply draw attention to the problem. He continued to scratch at her scalp a little bit, trying to think of how to tell her that her face was buried in his crotch and he hadn't had any company in the time that she had been gone either, so perhaps her face being buried in his crotch was not the best idea.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Stilling her words allowed Sylvie to focus more on the thoughts and emotions of her master. It surprised her slightly to find him trying to hide his arousal, although she supposed she could understand it. Wanting to ease his pain she knew she needed to let him speak first, rather than taking the words out of his mouth as it were. And so, trembling she waited.

As he reached down and tangled his fingers in her hair she moaned softly as her ears twitched in pleasure. Leaning farther against him she unconciously nuzzled the growing bulge. And then he spoke- and it eased the last pains in her heart. She was so glad to know that he at least partially understood and could forgive her. And that pain leaving smoothed the way for other emotions to bubble more fully to the surface....like desire. And DAMN did she want her master. Still quiet and listening, her heart soared as he thought how he'd been with no other. Despite the fact that they could see others, it cheered her to know that just because she was gone he hadn't sought solace in another, or dropped her....setting the unhappy untrue thoughts aside she spoke. " Master, I am yours, your pet, your kitten, your love. You have no reason to hide your desire from me" *she nuzzled him again to emphasize* I want you easily as much as you want me, every bit of me has missed you. I've ached for your touch, and your body claiming mine. Please, tell me how I can sate your desire, if it pleases you simply take me, as I am yours."*

 

[Bluemage]

He looked down at her as she spoke up again. It seemed that she had been listening in on his thoughts. Obviously. How had he forgotten about those? He watched her, his ears twitching with the words that she spoke. His eyes narrowed slightly as she told him to take her as she belonged to him. He watched her carefully for a moment, his fingers still rubbing at her head. What was he going to say to this?

"Of course I had desire for you. You've been rubbing your face against me. At the time it hardly seemed appropriate to say anything about it though." He tried to imagine how much she might want him, but always found himself thinking that he'd definitely want her more. She had been all but brushing her face against his cock, and on top of that it had been a rather long time. He bit his bottom lip as he tried not to imagine her drawing down his zipper with her teeth and then going to town on his length. It was not the easiest thing to do given the position that they were in and what she was asking him to do.

He swallowed hard as he looked down at her and then looked to the side, "I should make you do a sexy dance for me or something." It was much harder to imagine her doing a strip dance in her elegant dress than it was to imagine her head bobbing up and down, his length disappearing into her hot wet mouth only to reappear a moment later. Yeah, that was definitely much easier to remember, and it was all he could do to not scream it out, but it had been a long while, and he wanted to milk this situation for all that it was worth, "Do you have any suggestions?"

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Still listening to his thoughts she smiled as he recalled what she could do, she loved being different because her master enjoyed it. And as he thought of what he wanted, her body responded, and once more she had to fight to not do exactly as he thought. And Oh did she want to! She loved teh way he tasted, the salty sweet bits of precum that she milked out of him, feeling him swell and pulse in her mouth- she felt her clit give a gentle answering pulse. Already the thought of having him in her hot little mouth was making her salivate....

And then his thoughts changed. The thought of her doing a striptease for him was interesting....she much prefered his first idea. Looking up at him, giving him a look of naughty innocence her smile spread as she heard him swallow and watched his adams apple bob.

" No master, I don't.....but I like your suggestion....." Trailing off she nosed the fly of his pants out of the way and took his zipper into her teeth. Giving it a few solid tugs she then slid it down about an inch, before letting go to once more look up at him, pleading clear in her eyes, to see if he'd ask her to continue or want something else*

 

[Bluemage]

He looked down at her. There was no doubt that she had been listening in on his thoughts, but it looked like she intended to tease him by giving him a taste of what he had thought about, without actually getting a taste herself. He had been trying to think of a way around this, a way to stop her from teasing and get her into the action without actually having to tell her to do it. He knew that there was always a way. He had been kept away from this sort of treatment for so long, it seemed almost like torture all its own that he had to ask for what she already knew he wanted. He narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched her and then decided to start playing the game right back at her, "I'm not sure what you mean. I thought I only offered one suggestion. Perhaps you could remind me what suggestion you are talking about."

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Unable to help herself she chuckled at his thoughts. So....her master wanted her to suck his nice hard cock without telling her to do so. And yet thinking it was just as good as telling her with her special talents. Chuckling again she turned her head and nuzzled her cheek firmly against his cock, like a cat scent marking her territory. Feeling him grow firmer she whimpered and decided the time for teasing was over, she couldn't take it any more.

Once more moving the fly she caught the zipper in her tiny teeth and pulled it inexonerably downwards. Then, using only her mouth and her tongue she finagled his manhood out of his boxers and into the air. Not that it was so difficult to do, he was rather hard and straining to get out already. Pausing for just a moment she eyed his glory hungrily, licking her lips and then slipping the mushroom head of his cock into her mouth and began to suck on him gently*

 

[Bluemage]

He gasped softly when the cool air touched his member, and for a moment he thought that it was going to cause him to go right back down again, but then the skilled little kitten wrapped her hungry lips around the very tip of his shaft and began to give him a little gentle suck. It wasn't what he had been expecting really. He had thought that she had been desperate for him and that she was going to take him deep all of a sudden and never give him a moment to catch his breath. He looked down at her, his eyes following hers carefully, "So that's how much you want me?" He smirked softly, "That is how hungry you have become?"

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Sylie growled and rolled her eyes up to look at them, allowing him to see them darken as something feral crossed behind them. Growling once more, low and deep she let it rumble through his member as without warning she took him as deep as she could, her fingers clutching his firm ass as she nearly dragged him into her mouth. Bobbing herself upon him quickly a few times she got him good and wet with her saliva. Once that was done she set about using every trick in the book she could think of to make him come as quickly as he could.

Once more with no warning she deepthroated him, taking him down all the way and sucking/swallowing strongly so that her lips, her tongue, her very throat massaged him all the while she kneeded her fingers against his ass. Keeping him down for a few long moments she once more suddenly switched to bouncing his length rapidly, not giving him a chance to aclimate to the change. Then she pulled back and wrapped one of her delicate hands about his shaft, jerking him firmly into her mouth while she sucked strongly upon him, Moaning her pleasure allowed knowing it would vibrate through him too*

 

[Bluemage]

His hands came down suddenly when she growled at him to rest upon her shoulders. He had a feeling that he had just opened a rather impressive can of something and it was most certainly going to take off like a tidal wave now. He fingers gripped into her shoulders as suddenly she bobbed her head forward, taking him deeply as possible. He felt his head shoot back, a low moan slipping past his lips as almost tried to swallow him. The sudden movement of throwing his head back had of course caused the hat upon his head to come tumbling off, but that seemed to be the least of his concerns as the cat woman, who seemed rather angry that he'd suggest that she wasn't all that hungry for him, and that all of this waiting for him to come to her and for her to have her time alone with him had not built up deep inside of her to the point that she was ready to explode. He knew that he was about ready to explode.

He also knew that had it not been for the fact that he had predicted something like this and used some of his magics to be able to hold off against doing just that, that he would have filled her waiting little mouth with all of the pent up sexual frustration that had built up since they had last seen each other. He had been careful though. He knew that it wouldn't do for them to meet for the first time in so long and for the result to be less than spectacular for her. He felt his hips twitch as she pulled back so that only the very tip remained between her lips, her hand coming up to pump his length as she sucked eagerly on the tip as if waiting for her creamy reward. He knew she'd have no problem swallowing all of it either. She had already proven herself to be a pro at that, and it was really wishful thinking on his part to think that when he did eventually 'blow his top' that even a drop would slip from those lips that she had sealed so tightly to the head of his hardened shaft.

He groaned as she continued to suck at him, unable to say anything anymore. If her goal had been to keep him from taunting her into doing more, she had succeeded.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Nearly lost in the joy of half devouring her Master, Sylvie was growing rather confused. She sucked harder on his head, flicking her tongue against the sensitive spot where his helmet began. Another growl rumbled through her as reluctantly let go of his ass to cup and gently tug on his balls. Though they were drawn up and she knew he should be close to cumming....he wasnt.

Thinking back on what she'd caught from Mage's mind she recalled a moment where he mentioned making things spectacular for her, and some sort of a spell. Putting two and two together she figured what happened, though she didn't know he could use a spell for such a thing. In fact, she rather felt as though he was cheating a bit. Listening to his thoughts more closely she caught the image of herself, sucking on him with a small trail of his cream leaking out her mouth. So he wanted to see that did he? Perhaps she'd have to make that happen for him.....

Now knowing that he wasn't going to cum until he was ready to, her movements lost some of their frantic energy. She didn't slow but only paced herself, making sure she could keep things up. Then she decided to change tactics. She let go of him and slowly pulled back with an audible pop as she held the contact for as long as she could. Then she rose up on her knees so that her breasts were more level with his chest. Carefully she guided his length to be sandwiched in her clevage, moving her hands so they cupped the outer curve of her breasts holding herself together over him. Slowly bouncing her body she stroked herself over his member, and as she saw his swollen tip peak out from the lovely view of her breasts she caught it in her mouth and gave it a good strong suck before letting it slip away as she moved.*

 

[Bluemage]

He groaned softly when she had slowed in her actions a bit. Why had she done that? Was he not contributing enough? Did she want to hear more of his moans? What could he have possibly done wrong? He tried to think of how he could improve upon this situation, and of course, very little came to mind at the moment. He didn't know how he could take part in the action that was so supremely hers. He supposed that he could take a hold of her head and just thrust forward and use her mouth as he saw fit, and perhaps later he might do that, but he always felt that his doing that took away from the experience a little bit. He felt like telling her what to do and how to do it, at least when it came to this sort of thing, was more insulting than it was exciting, after all, she was quite talented with her mouth and tongue, and if he started taking the actions into his own hands, then it was sure be like saying that she wasn't good enough on her own or something, and she was truly very, very good.

When she had pulled away, not stopping with the suction, and as a result causing that delicious little popping noise that she was so fond of when she pulled away from him, his eyes had shot down to her. He wasn't sure just what it was that she was planning. Was she going to pull away entirely? Was she tired of pleasuring him and looking for a bit of pleasure for herself? That was understandable. He considered what he could do to visit pleasure upon both of them, perhaps push her over the smooth polished surface of the bar and take her like she was some sort of cat in heat. Perhaps he could sit in a chair and pull her onto his lap and let her ride him. There was also the option of pushing her back to a wall and taking her body hard and fast against the wall. He had it on good authority that she enjoyed that last one.

Before he had been given an opportunity to put any of these plans into action, or to even voice them, however, she had moved her body up and descended upon him in a very different way than she had before. It appeared that she had decided to titfuck him, which was quite exciting. It wasn't something that he had ever thought of asking her for, or taking from her, and now that she was doing it, he wasn't sure why. He imagined the times that he had tied her to a bed before and how easy it would have been to move up and sandwich his cock between those beautiful breasts of hers, but for some reason the thought had never occurred to him before this point in time. He wondered if she enjoyed this as much as she said she enjoyed giving head...

And then she caught the head of his cock between her lips and gave him a powerful and unforgiving suck, and his head fell back a long and powerful moan slipping past his lips as his eyes screwed themselves shut. He had thought that all she was planning to do was bounce up and down but she had somehow found some way to extend it to a new level. He wasn't sure that he was going to last very long like this.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*She'd been listening to his thoughts of course, curious how he'd take this new tactic. She was surprised that he got so paraniod when she pulled back, though given Sylvie's mentality she could quite fully understand it. She too worried when her master did things out of the ordinary.... She had to chuckle softly at some of the thoughts that went through his head, as he mentally kicked himself for not slipping his hardened rod up the natural channel that her perky breasts made.

Hearing his moan she tilted her head back to look at his face, a slow glowing smile spreading over hers at the reaction she'd induced. His moan went through her body, settling its self...you guessed it....right between her legs. Sylvie became aware that her neatherlips were getting slick, she could feel them slip against one another as her body rose and fell. She supposed the view from behind might be quite nice, watching her ass flex and release as she undulated her body. Then again there were ways to make the view from above more enjoyable. Letting go of her breasts for just a moment she slid the silk of her top down, the deep sweetheart cut helping so that she could leave her top underneath her breasts and bare them to her Masters gaze. Her nipples were dark, and already puckered up tight. Quickly she returned her hands, this time to her own bare flesh and resumed her massaging of his member- though now he could watch her ripe globes bounce and jiggle, pinned around his dick.

And of course, unable to resist, ever time his head peaked out she caught it in her mouth, pulled him up and gave him a through suck, the rhythmic movement almost as though she was milking him....which of course she was. And then she got an idea......sandwiched as he was against her chest any vibrations would travel through him as well. So she started to purr, hard and loud, her chest rumbling with the action.*

"Can you hold out much longer My master? Spell or no spell I'm not so sure. Perhaps you should start thinking where you'd like to cum? My Hot little mouth sucking down all you have to give? Or on my bouncing breasts? Hmm?"

 

[Bluemage]

He groaned loudly when she purred for him, letting the vibrations come out and move through her breasts, causing them to vibrate against his hardened shaft that was still captured tightly between the two orbs of flesh. She was teasing him, tormenting him and trying to drive him over the bend. He knew it and he knew that she knew he knew it, and he also knew that if he continued in any more of that circular logic he'd lose himself in another long and hard moan as he stopped trying to struggle against the onslaught of sensations that she was milking out of his body. He knew that sensations weren't the only thing that she wanted to milk out of him.

He was quite content to just let her get away with all of this and lose himself all over her just like that, but then she had to go and taunt him by asking him where it was that he wanted to cum. He narrowed his eyes at her. What an awful kitten she was. He had considered simply saying something like 'all of the above' but it had quickly lost out to other options that entered his head. He just couldn't think too much about them before putting them into action or she'd see what he was planning. She had already all but told him that she was listening in on his thoughts.

His hand came up suddenly and his fingers made a clear and concise snap in the air, it was the snap that he always used to call upon his magic, and he knew that it was also the snap that was going to cause shivers to shoot down her spine and cause her to quickly try and find out what it was that was going through his head. He wasn't going to give her the opportunity this time though.

A pair of hands had materialized out of the floor or somewhere very close to it at least (after all, it wasn't like anyone other than mage was looking down), pulling the skirt of her dress up quickly so that it was bunched around her waist, and then they helped her with one of her up movements to continue with her wonderful titfucking, and the next downward movement pulled her down into a hard long phallic object that had formed similar to the phantom hands and was just as mysterious. The mage's eyes stared down into Sylvie's as he waited for her reaction, the hands stopping the cat girl from moving in a way that would allow her off of the magical phantom cock that had penetrated her folds, but not preventing her from the up and down movements that were now sure to give both of them pleasure.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Hearing his groan made Sylvie tremble, her purr sputtering for a moment as she tried to answer by moaning through it. She so badly wanted to make her master cum all over her, she was doing her best to do so. She needed this reaffirmation that she was still his....that she could still please him. In all truthfullness she was suprised he'd lasted this long without either cumming or throwing her over something and pounding into her. Not that she minded the foreplay, it was always a lovely treat- like when they did the nice slow fucks that she was learning to enjoy as much as the rough stuff. Yet in this case she worried that she'd lost her touch. She'd started to panic, her breathing coming hard and fast that she might not be pleasing him as she once had. Totally distracted and sinking rapidly when she heard the sound that never failed to distract her more than anything else- the snap of Mage's fingers.

Gasping as a shiver ran down her spine she tensed, wondering what he had in store for her. This time she didn't have long to wait. She felt the disembodied hands pushing up her skirt, felt the cool breeze circle round her heated core, and it tore a moan from her throat. The temperature change reminded her rather forcefully of the time he'd used ice on her, and that alone made her tremble harder. Given no time to recover she felt the hands toss her up and as she came back down something penetrated her, that felt much like Mage himself. Throwing back her head she moaned, her purr pausing as teh sound was ripped from her. Given how she'd bounced down it pentrated her all at once, hard and quick just like she loved.

A new eagerness entered her movements as she continued, resuming her purr. Her Master was so thoughtful- he always made sure to see to her pleasure even when she was pleasuring him. Groaning and moaning as she slowly fucked herself while she tittyfucked her master Sylvie let herself get lost in the world of pleasure she so often found herself in when with her master*

 

[Bluemage]

Another long groan tore its way past his throat as the cat girl continued her bouncing seeming to be all the more eager now that he had produced something that would grant her a physical reward that didn't come from the hard shaft that was pressed between her beautiful and bountiful breasts. He knew that she was excited and that she was enjoying the experience. He could tell from the way that she was purring even more now than she had been before. He really hadn't expected that. What he had expected was for her to let out some little noise and then to sink down a little bit and lose the ability to bounce up and down or something. Really, he wasn't sure why he had expected that now that he thought about it. She had never once shown herself to be less than any sexual task he put to her, but it had seemed like a safe bet that once he started doing his things down low that it was going to cause her to slow down and eventually lose sight of her goal.

It seemed to have actually only spurred her on. She was quickly wearing through what was left of his resistance and he wasn't sure how much longer he was going to last. He looked down at her as she bounced up and down so eagerly, and so happily. Perhaps she really had missed him and had been longing for his touch like this for so long that she simply couldn't tear herself away. It seemed like he was grasping an awful lot for something to make himself seem important or special, but he really felt that might be the case this time. Perhaps he'd ask her after he reached his limit...but that was only if they decided they had the time for talking.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Hearing his groan of surprised satisfaction Sylvie's ears twitched and her purr deepened yet again, adding a more decided bass rumble to the vibrations encircling his shaft. It felt so nice to be double teamed in yet another new way. And yet, she was starting to struggle. Her own pleasure was building....as was her frustration. She desperately wanted to get her master off, she wanted to utterly blow his mind. Though sadly it wasn't for an entirely selfless reason. She knew that if she pleasured him, eventually he'd pleasure her. And Sylvie needed her master inside her with a fierce growing passion. Of course she loved the way he did little things to take care of her, like this phantom phallus that she was ridding- but it just wasn't entirely the same as the one burried between her tits.

Sylvie decided to continue what she was doing, rather that changing tactics and simply sucking him down her throat once more. While the idea appealed to her she knew that he was getting quite a kick out of the novelty of his rod spearing through her breasts. Bouncing of course made the dildo between her legs fuck her just as she fucked her master, and the pleasure she used to spur herself on. It was a circle of pleasure. As she rose up his dick slid through her breasts, as she lowered herself down she got pentrated by both the mysterious toy as well as got to take her masters manhood in her mouth. Her she used one last trick. Still giving him a good hard suck she slowed down and took more time here, sucking him twice and rolling her tongue along the underside of his shaft as though literally trying to milk the cum out of him.....which of course is exactly what she was trying to do.*