Undercover

[cgraven]

Casimier moved back and surveyed the way he had bound Amber to the “Kneeler.” He enjoyed the way her firm young breasts hung over the top rail of the kneeler, the way the finely wrought chain that connected her nipple clamps dangled. He look forward to how Amber’s breasts and her clamped nipple would sway as he tested and tempted her gorgeous young body.

He savored Amber’s yelp of pain, the way her ravishing young body arched against her bounds, at the first kiss of the ratan cain to her firm young ass. His voice was soft, seductive, as he asked; “Another Amber?”

The question hung between them as Amber gasped, as she breathed through the painful heat in her ass. She did not answer his question, but her traitorous young body did. The first unmistakable musky scent of Amber’s arousal teased Casimier’s nostrils. Her inner thighs grew slick with undeniable wetness from her arousal, to her shame, Amber couldn’t help but grind her center against the kneeler with a low moan.

“I’ll take that as a yes Amber!”

Casimier smiled wickedly. So, this gorgeous young beauty was a natural submissive, and a very naughty young lady, that seemed to enjoy pain as much as pleasure. The next kiss of the ratan cain came quickly and was as sharp as the first. This time though he let time linger before he administering the third kiss of the ratan. The next five blows followed in quick succession, leaving Amber’s firm little ass glowing crimson and her breasts swing, the golden chain tugging at her clamped nipples.

Casimier rested the ratan on Amber’s ass, then slowly her slipped the cain between the ravishing young beauty’s thighs. He slid its knobbed length along the soft moist coral pink lips of her young pussy, each knob along the ratan’s length caressed Amber’s clit.

“More Amber?”

It was not so much a question but a statement of fact. Yet Casimier stilled his hand, this time Amber would have to give voice to her treacherous young body’s needs and desires. He slipped first one nipple clamp from her breasts as her nipple was flooded with blood and excruciating pain. He waited for Amber’s answer as his finger moved to her still clamped nipple.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

The man was wicked with that cane. Each time it made contact with her skin, she yelped. She could feel the heat and the pain spreading across her cheeks before it snaked down to her core. The feelings puddled there, making her body yearn for something more. She let out a small moan after the fifth time the cane made contact with her skin.

As of somehow knowing it, the man slid the cane down her lower lips and when the protrusions on the cane’s surface encountered her clit, it made her body jump slightly as well as making her moan faintly.

“More Amber?”

More of what she wondered. More of the cane tanning her ass or more of the cane and its knobs sliding across her clit? Either way she could feel the moisture in her center start to grow and leak out.

Before Amber could even think of answering him, he released one of her nipples from the clamp. She screamed as the blood flooded back into it. The pain was almost enough to make her pass out, but she didn’t. At least, not yet. At the same time, electric energy seemed to zap straight to her core. Fuck. She squirmed as much as her bindings would allow.

“More of what?” she managed to gasp out loud.

 

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Casimier loved the way Amber strained against her bonds with each swat of the cane to her firm well rounded ass. He smile wickedly as the sweet musky scent of her arousal grew stronger and filled his nostrils as her straining against her bounds now seemed not so much to escape the sharp blows of the cane, but more to embrace them. Amber’s soft small moan after the fifth time the cane made contact with her silken skin pleased him. The man, was wicked, the devil himself, as he slid the cane down between her legs to Amber’s lower lips and when the protrusions on the cane’s surface encountered her clit, it made her body jump slightly as well as making her moan faintly proclaiming the sinful pleasure Amber was experiencing.

“More Amber?”

Casimer left the gorgeous young teen to wonder more. More of the stinging kiss of the cane or more of the sensual caress of her enflamed clit or possibly both? The silence between them lingered until the moment when her nipple was freed from the clamp and an electric energy seemed to zap straight to her core. Amber squirmed as much as her bindings would allow, Fuck.

“More of what?” Amber managed to gasp out loud.

“More of the kiss of the cane on your well rounded and firm young ass my dear………” Casimier let his voice trail off. “………Or do you desire the cane to caress your sweet little clit some more?.........” And again, a silence hung between them. “…………Or would you like me to release the clamp from your other nipple as I fuck you Amber……….chose my dear and choose now.”

Amber’s fate was in her own hands all she had to do was choose. Yes all she had to do was choose. She knew if she did not then this man who said he was her Master would, and his choice might not be to her liking at all. All she had to do was give voice to what she desired. A choice she had never been offered in her young life.

Becoming a cop was what was expected by her father and brothers. The undercover assignment at the “Chained Unicorn” was Captain Silver decision. Her becoming Lily the young coed and accomplished “Call Girl” was Batard’s. The choice now was hers, not Lily’s, but hers, Amber’s choice.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She grimaced and breathlessly answered him.

“No. No more of the cane. My ass is hot and it hurts. I’ll be lucky if I can sit at all for weeks.”

The thought of the cane on her clit made her involuntarily squirm and felt the wetness flood her channel. It wouldn’t take much more of it dragging across her seriously engorged clit to make her cum. Then there was the though of him releasing the hell’s fury still clamped to her nipple coupled with the idea of his cock spearing into her when he released it. Oh, the pain and the pleasure that would engulf her. Amber swallowed. Hard. She fidgeted in her bindings. She made her choice.

“The… the last… please…”

 

[cgraven]

Once more Casimer’s clam seductive voice came to Amber as he gave her a choice of her next fate. “More of the kiss of the cane on your well rounded and firm young ass………” Casimier let his voice trail off. “………Or do you desire the cane to caress your sweet little clit some more?.........” And again, a silence hung between them. “…………Or would you like me to release the clamp from your other nipple as I fuck you Amber……….chose my dear and choose now.”

Amber swallowed. Hard. She made her choice

“The… the last… please…”

Casimier was pleasantly surprised at young Amber’s choice. Most girls in her position, who baulk at being sold as a sexual slave would have chosen the caress of the cane to their clit. At least then they might derive some pleasure while denying him the pleasure of caning her heart shaped firm ass or fucking her as she was bound and the searing pain of her clamped nipples release.

Casimier wounder what made her chose the harsh and most erotic of the choices he had offered her. “As you wish Amber.”

A wicked smile bowed Casimier’s lips, “Amber I only said while I fucked you. Perhaps I’ll fuck that sweet ass of yours as every nerve must be alive after your caning…….” As he spoke he ran his fingertips over her hot little ass tracing the welts of her caning.

“Yet your sweet young pussy holds certain charms for me as well Amber.” As he ran his fingers over the young beauty’s soft pink labia he pinched and pulled the tender nipple whose clamp he had released.

“Amber which shall it be that I fuck……..your tight little ass…….. or your luscious sweet pussy?”

Casimier ran his fingers through the young girl’s silken chestnut hair. “I think your pussy Amber! Will that please you my dear?”

His cock pressed to Amber’s tight little pussy but Casimier would also press it to her tender ass as he waited for her to answer.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

“Amber I only said while I fucked you. Perhaps I’ll fuck that sweet ass of yours as every nerve must be alive after your caning…….”

Amber flinched as his fingertips roved over her hot, aching ass cheeks. The thought of him fucking her painful ass was not something she would look forward to. She silently prayed he wouldn’t pick that choice.

“Yet your sweet young pussy holds certain charms for me as well Amber.”

She tried to hide her moment of pain as he spoke while running his fingers over her lower lips and then pinched the still aching nipple he had just released from the clamp.

“Amber which shall it be that I fuck……..your tight little ass…….. or your luscious sweet pussy?”

Did he expect an answer from her? Or was he simply talking out loud while he decided what he wanted to do to her next? He stepped up behind her and pressed the head of his cock between her legs, teasing her lower lips before he moved it and was pressing it against the tight bud of her aching ass. She licked her suddenly dry lips.

“My----my----pussy, please….”

She wasn’t sure her ass could take any more brutal punishment today.

 

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“Amber I only said while I fucked you. Perhaps I’ll fuck that sweet ass of yours as every nerve must be alive after your caning…….”

Amber flinched as his fingertips roved over her hot, aching ass cheeks. Casimier loved the way her pale ivory skin marked so sensually. Yes Amber seemed to reluctantly embraced the pain he gave her and even seemed to arouser her. Yet as he thought back to the explicit videos Batard had sent in advance of this chestnut haired beauty sale it seemed they were two different girls. Casimier then thought back on Amber’s history, that she had been a police rookie and was sent to the “Chained Unicorn” ostensibly as an undercover agent. Yet in reality to be trained as a sex slave in the art of BDSM. It also said that she had assumed the identity of Lily Bennett a needy college coed.

Slowly a dark smile bowed Casimer lips Amber was the police rookie, Lily was a naughty free will yet sweetly submissive coed. Lily had let Amber explore her sexuality. What a delicious Idea to bring the two aspects of tis gorgeous young creature together. He asked his question once more but this time there was a little change.

“Lily I only said while I fucked you. Perhaps I’ll fuck that sweet ass of yours as every nerve must be alive after your caning…….” As he spoke he ran his fingertips over her hot little ass tracing the welts of her caning.

“Yet your sweet young pussy holds certain charms for me as well Lily.” As he ran his fingers over the young beauty’s soft pink labia he pinched and pulled the tender nipple whose clamp he had released.

Casimier waited to see if young Lily would now come to him thus freeing Amber to enjoy sex as Lily did.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

“Amber I only said while I fucked you. Perhaps I’ll fuck that sweet ass of yours as every nerve must be alive after your caning…….”

She almost asked him if that was a threat or a promise but the pain in her ass cheeks stopped her. The idea of him back there, fucking her ass and simply not knowing what he’d do to her ass cheeks as he did so, was enough to keep her sassy mouth closed. For the moment.

Amber rolled her eyes. Could the man make up his mind what he wanted to do to her? As his fingers touched the outer lips of her pussy, she was sure he would find her wet. It wasn’t something she could hide. Silently Amber cursed her body and its natural reactions. Natural? Good grief. Was it as simple as that? Pain and pleasure melded into one?

 

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Casimier noticed the quizzical look in Amber’s sweet young eyes, her lips pursed, then slightly opening as if to speak, as if to tell him what she desired. Then as if she thought better of it remained silent. He knew that her supple young body desired what he had been doing to her and her now very tender young ass. Casimier was sure that Amber wanted more. When his fingers dipped to caress Amber’s pussy he found it hot wet and ready to be fucked.

This gorgeous young creature needed to ask for what she desired. He knew the girl was a natural submissive and that asking for what she desired would be a very hard thing for her to do. While Just being told what to do, what lewd sexual act to preform or to endure was simple and seemed to feed a need to please. Amber’s cover identity as Lily Brunette had allowed Amber to be that sweet sexual wild child who could explore sex and the darker passions of BDSM. Casimier wondered just how deeply those BDSM passions went.

Casimier let his fingers lightly trace the welts form her caning, and her puffy labia. Every now and then he would lightly finger fuck the winsome young beauty until she gasped, then returned to caressing the blaze of the welts that crisscrossed her tender young ass.

“What do you desire Amber?” That nagging question to make a choice to speak of her need.

“Or do you desire that I choose what shall be done to your sweet gorgeous young body?”

Ambers choice would tell just how deep her submissive nature went.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

The two sides of Amber warred against each other. What did she desire? And did she want him to choose?

“Well, I’d like my freedom but apparently that’s not going to happen. Any time soon,” or at all, she finished silently in her mind.

“I’m not sure if I want you to decide though,” her body still stung from the cane he had used on her.

“Are you going to use that cane again?”

 

[cgraven]

Casimier saw the war of emotions in the chestnut haired beauty’s eyes. Amber and Lily warred over who would control this gorgeous young creature’s ravishing young body. “Well, I’d like my freedom but apparently that’s not going to happen. Any time soon,”

Casimier loved the rational aspect of Amber’s quick young mind. “I’m not sure if I want you to decide though,” again it was Amber that answered. Yet he saw a longing in those soft expressive eyes. He knew her firm little ass was still stinging from her caning she had received, yet she had cum from it.

“Are you going to use that cane again?” Was that a little hint of Lily that echoed in that question?

“Only if you ask so sweetly young lady for the cane!” His reply was for that winsome young wild child Lily who needed pain as much pleasure.

Then he did something no one else had, he opened his arms to Amber. Oh, yes Batard had taken her into his arms. Casimier simply offered Amber the security of his arms. He did not take her but simply offered her the comfort of his embrace, while she made up her mind and choose what would come next. The only question was whether Amber or Lily, be the one who would take control.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Oh, she wasn’t asking for that cane again, not while her ass still stung from its usage of earlier. The pain Batard had subjected her to hadn’t nearly felt like this. Sitting was going to be a problem for her later, she was sure.

She wasn’t sure who Casimier was appealing to, Lily or Amber. In her mind, they didn’t mingle at all. Deep inside, Amber knew that wasn’t true. While, yes, she had created Lily for the Chained Unicorn, something had happened to Amber while there. Amber had learned of another side of herself that she didn’t even know existed. Was Amber willing, at this point, to merge the two sides? Not in a heartbeat.

"Well, I damn sure am not going to ask for it."

 

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"Well, I damn sure am not going to ask for it."

Yes Amber was still in control and yet there was something in her voice. A something he could not quite place. Casimier clapped his hands and silently a servant appeared. A conversation passed between servant and Master, that Amber could not understand. The man bowed and left on whatever task Casimier had set him. Soon he returned with a jar. With a wave of his hand Casimier dismissed him.

A very naked young Amber still laid across Casimier’s lap, not having accepted the offer of the security of his arms. He dipped his fingers into the jar, then spread the icy cool jell on Amber’s firm little ass. The jell was cool at first, then sensually warm, to fade to a seductive coolest that seemed to take away the sting that lingered from her caning. “Amber you can either come to the security of my arms or kneel by my side in the position of display.” He paused for a moment, then continued. “I do believe you were taught it at the Chained Unicorn.”

If Amber’s pride brought her to her knees then it would also bring the chestnut haired beauty to his playroom. If she came to his arms then it would be a night of tender love. The choice was Amber’s as it had always been.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Whatever he had spread on her welts was cool and took away the sting he had inflicted with his caning. Amber couldn’t help but sigh and melt in his lap as it worked its magic.

“Amber you can either come to the security of my arms or kneel by my side in the position of display.”

A choice. He had given her a choice. Considering he had “bought” her, she found that little simple fact interesting. Yes, she had been taught by Batard the position a good little slave did for her master. Perhaps another day she wouldn’t have minded doing it and took everything that came with it, but for today, she was exhausted. Not only from being manhandled from the Chained Unicorn to here (wherever here was exactly), but also what this man had just put her through.

The sting in her ass and anywhere else he had caned her, was starting to fade away but turning in his lap reminded her of that cane. She chose to curl up close to him, resting her head on his chest with a soft sigh and allowed her eyes to close, drifting away from her current reality and everything that accompanied it.

 

[cgraven]

The sting in her ass and anywhere else he had caned her, was starting to fade away but turning in his lap reminded her of that cane. She chose to curl up close to him, resting her head on his chest with a soft sigh and allowed her eyes to close, drifting away from her current reality and everything that accompanied it.

The caning had met Lily’s need for pain. Yet now Amber curled close to Casimier as she rested her head on his chest. He loved the feel of her supple young body resting in his arms and the soft sensual sigh that bubbled from her moist ripe lips. He swept the naked young beauty into his arms as if she was light as a feather and carried her to his bed chamber. Amber had to know what he would require of her, the only question, would he be tender, or roughly demanding of her supple young body.

Casimier lips brushed the nape of Amber’s neck. His breath was hot and moist as the stray whisps of hair danced in his breath. He turned the ravishing young beauty to face him and his lips brushed hers in a slow sensual kiss. That tender kiss called to Amber, it did not demand, but again it offered her a choice. Slowly his lips parted from the stunning young beauty’s. Then with kisses as light a butterfly’s wing they traced her jaw line, and the sensual curve of her neck. Slowly they floated down her chest to the scented valley between her high firm breasts. Sensual they explored the firm contours of her breasts and her dusky pink areolas and rosebud nipples before sensually floating down over the flat plain of her abdomen, his tongue seductively reamed her naval.

Casimier’s warm, moist, breath stirred the reddish chestnut fleece of her young pussy. His tongue snaked out to taste Amber for the first time as he continued to seduce the gorgeous young girl with his mouth, lips, teeth and tongue.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Even as she drifted into deeper sleep, being tugged into it as if she were in a rip tide, she still felt Casimier’s attention to her body, felt and heard the beat of his heart against her cheek and ear. When she felt his lips touch hers, she met it, answering the call with just as much delicacy, It was an unexplainable feeling to be lured deeper into sleep and yet responding in some fashion, to the man who held her. Amber felt his breath and then tongue as he tasted her. She didn’t want to feel, didn’t want to respond, but her body ignored those feelings as his tongue and lips pressed to her clit. Her body arched into his mouth with a small, soft moan. Her legs of their volition spread wider for him. Even though she slept the sleep of exhaustion, her hips moved with the urgings of his mouth.

 

[cgraven]

Amber was physically exhausted and floated in a world between waking and sleeping. A world where all things were possible, a world where Amber and Lily could truly become one. A world where Casimier’s tender seductions had no barriers.

Amber felt his lips touch hers, she met it, answering the call with just as much delicacy. Casimier loved the way that Amber innocently responded to his seduction of her supple young body and her mind as she floated between waking and sleeping. The way her long sculptured legs of their volition spread wider for him. The sensual little moan that bubbled from her moist ripe lips as he feasted on her sweet nectar. A smile bowed his lips as her gorgeous young body arched to his mouth pressing her succulent pussy to his lips, her hips moved with the urgings of his mouth.

Suddenly Casimier’s mouth was gone, and Amber was oh so empty. Then slowly, seductively his kisses returned, light as the caress of butterfly’s wings, began to kiss their way up her ravishing young body. A little kiss to her naval, the sensual exploration of her firm young breasts, and the teasing kisses that toyed with her aroused nipples. His lips brushed hers, slowly he claimed the sweetness of Amber’s mouth. His tongue led, invited, hers in a dance as old as time itself.

Casimier let their kiss linger and deepen till time stood still. There was no past, there was no future, just here and now and that one kiss they shared. Casimier was between Amber’s shapely legs the head of his cock nestled to the coral pink lips of her pussy. “Come to me Amber and let Lily play.

Tonight, would be Amber’s, tomorrow would be Lily’s. But Casimier would seduce both of this gorgeous young creature’s natures.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Part of her mind was sort of conscious. His kisses felt like butterfly’s wings on her bare skin. Her breasts, while still very sensitive from the clamps he had used on her earlier, enjoyed his attention. Her nipples hardened even more, if that was possible. Then she felt his lips across her own. Hers parted without thought and let his tongue seduce her own. Time seemed to stand still.

Her legs spread wider as she felt the head of his cock slip between her outer lips. She heard his voice as if it came from away. Sleep was not going to relinquish her completely. Morpheus was a greedy creature after all. He loved the pretty maidens as they came into his arms. Still, he did let part of her surface and she gave a soft moan of pleasure mingled with need and desire. Her core wept for his intrusion. Her hips bowed slightly off the bed in an attempt to draw his cock into her core.

 

[cgraven]

Amber was caught between two greedy lover’s Morpheus, who allowed her gorgeous young body to be seduced by her very human lover Casimier, her Master, she, his sexual concubine. This was far from any life that Amber had envisioned for herself. In the last twenty-four hours she had been betrayed, sold into sexual slavery, and had endured the utmost sensual pain and unimagined tender love both at the hands of her new master. Both feeding the dark passions that had been awoken at the Chained Unicorn.

Amber woke the next morning in the armes of Casimier, her Master. His now limp cock nestled against her thigh as her head rested on his chest. The steady beat of his heart, and the sensual rhythmic of his breathing softly calling Amber from Morpheus’ realm to the realm of the waking world. As the young beauty stirred Casimier brushed the stray hairs from her angelic face. “You must be hungry as you had a very trying and demanding day yesterday.”

Casimier had not lied, nor had he down played the events of the preceding day, better that this gorgeous young creature come to accept her new life. No doubt Amber still harbored visions of escape, let her have her little fantasies for now. Breakfast arrived on a tray, there was juice, toast and jam and a selection of coffee or tea. Casimier was silent as the ravishing young beauty ate. When her meal consumed and she was sipping her beverage of choice he simply said. “Shall we start in my……Ah…….Playroom my sweet? Perhaps the sensual caress of leather and its stinging Kiss Amber.” He paused studying the girl’s reactions to his proposal. “Or do you have a personal favorite?”

It was clear that Amber was bound for his playroom and she could either let his choose her fate or she could pick her testing and fate. No matter how she answered it would tell him much about the young girl’s wants and desires.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Morning came way too soon for her, but Amber’s stomach growled ferociously. She found herself lying partially on his chest. Her ear could hear the beating of his heart. How long had he been awake? Amber felt him brush a few strands of her hair from her face gently. Who was this man who could so gentle with her and restrained with a cane as it marked her skin, not hard or deadly, but enough to let her experience the pain that went along with the pleasure he gave her afterward. For mere moments, she wondered what he would be like if she defied him. She was sure she didn’t wish to find out. OR did she? She quickly tuned out that part of her mind and sat up as breakfast was delivered.

“Shall we start in my……Ah…….Playroom my sweet? Perhaps the sensual caress of leather and its stinging Kiss Amber.”

Amber had been sipping her coffee, savoring its taste on her tongue. She glanced at him over the rim of the cup she held.

“Or do you have a personal favorite?”

She ran her tongue over her lips as she lowered the cup. Her eyes curious.

“Personal favorite?” She parroted, “What do you mean?”

 

[cgraven]

Amber had been sipping her coffee, savoring its taste on her tongue. She glanced at him over the rim of the cup she held.



“Or do you have a personal favorite?”



She ran her tongue over her lips as she lowered the cup. Her eyes curious.



“Personal favorite?” She parroted, “What do you mean?”

“Amber I know that you desire a taste of pain as well as the exquisite ecstasy of sexual pleasure. I was interested if you had a personal favorite way for your gorgeous young body to be tempted and tested. Do you prefer to be bound hand and foot, your ravishing young body stretched as tight as a bowstring as you savor the sensual caress and stinging kiss of leather. Or perhaps the rack where your sweet little nipples and pussy are bathed in hot wax? Then I could bind you and place a vibrator to tease and excite your clit, your pearl of passion, and order you not to cum until I give you permission Amber. Maybe being blindfolded, only hearing, sensing, what I may do to you, to anticipate what is to come.”

Casimier studied the stunning young creature as he listed several sensual choices for one who craved pain as much as pleasure. “So, Amber what is your personal favorite?”

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She shrugged.

“To be truthful, I simply don’t know. I only started learning about these things and my body, when I met Batard at the Chained Unicorn.”

Amber went silent as she contemplated his words. Bound, leather, blindfold. Why did those three things make her body tingle? Her eyes slid away from his as she raised her cup to her lips, draining the contents. Why was she even contemplating such things? Especially with a strange man? She needed to get herself under control and simply ignore her wayward body.

 

[cgraven]

Even as Amber listened to the selection of what might be her favorite way to have her luscious young body be tested and tempted Casimier saw something in Amber's soft expressive eyes as she confessed.

“To be truthful, I simply don’t know. I only started learning about these things and my body, when I met Batard at the Chained Unicorn.”

It seemed that the mention of being bound, leather, and blindfolded, seemed to have her ravishing young body become excited. Casimier held his hand out to Amber, “Let us find which excites you most Amber.”

Casimier led his young concubine to his playroom. It was very similar to Batard’s. They stood in the doorway, as Amber had not chosen any one instrument to be tested on, Casimier chose the rack. As he and Amber stood before the rack, he took a black silken scarf from his pocket and blindfolded chestnut-haired beauty. He eased Amber back to recline on the rack. “Stretch your hands above your head Amber.”

He placed a pillow under her head. “Spread your legs, Amber.” Soon the young beauty’s wrist and ankles were bound.

He let Amber lay in darkness wondering what would happen next. Click, click, click. The sound caressed the young girl’s ears, she felt her supple young body being stretched. Click, click, click. Amber’s gorgeous young body was stretched tight as a bowstring. Casimier slipped a pillow under the small of her back, tilting her hips up, as if she were offering her sweet young pussy to him and his desires.

Casimier left Amber in darkness, yet that was not all he had planned for the chestnut haired beauty. He slipped a pair of earmuffs on her, now Amber was not only in a dark world but a silent one as well. Casimier knew that deprived of sight and sound her sense of touch and feeling would be heightened.

Casimier left Amber alone on the rack with her thoughts, in the darkness and the silence that now engulfed her. Time lost its meaning a moment could feel like an hour, and a minute could feel like an eternity. The next thing Amber felt was the rough texture of leather caressing and exploring her breasts, nipples, her silken inner thighs, and then climbing sensually towards her pussy.

Then that devilish sensation was gone. Several more and rougher textures intimately explored Amber sweet young body until every nerve in her supple young body were alive and on fire. She was left to wonder, and anticipating what would, or might, come next.

The faint whisp of smoke teased at Amber’s nostrils.

“More Amber!”

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Amber followed his lead, although she silently wondered why she was doing so. He was her captor. He had spirited her away from everything she had known. Her family. Even the Chained Unicorn. Even treacherous men such as her Captain on the Force and Batard. Still, she softly followed him into his playroom and wasn’t overly surprised by what she saw there, thanks to Batard. He led her to a rack. Her eyes wandered over it before Casimier blindfolded her and directed her body to recline on the rack. She felt the coldness on her back as she did so.

“Stretch your hands above your head Amber.”

Slowly, she lifted her arms until they were directly overhead and bound. The pillow under her head was a nice touch.

“Spread your legs, Amber.”

This she did a bit more slowly, but she did comply. Cool air brushed over the exposed juncture between her thighs as he bound her ankles. The exposure made her feel vulnerable. In her darkness she heard a soft, click, click, click and felt her arms being stretched slowly taut. Not painfully so. Then there was another faint click, click click and she felt her ankles pulled downward. Then, silence. She didn’t know how long that was but just when she thought he had left her alone, she felt another pillow slipped under her hips, tilting her hips upward as if in some quiet offering to the man still in the room.

From out of nowhere, she felt the touch of something across her body. Rough. Making her nipples hard as rocks and aching. Oh, how they ached with need. The rough texture slid over her body before teasing her inner thighs and going higher toward her now dripping core. Bound as she was, there was little she could do. Her hips shuffled restlessly on the pillow under her. Then, it was taken away from her and she cried out. Then a rougher texture slid over her body just as slowly. The roughness scraped across her sensitive soft skin. She tugged on her wrists, to no avail, of course. Her core wept with need. That need spread down her upper, inner thighs, coating them. Her body couldn’t even arch upward so taut were her bindings. Instead, she whimpered.

“More Amber?”

More whimpers and then softly, her voice coarse with need…..

“Yes. Please.”

She needed more, but more of what?

 

[cgraven]

After the coarse massage of Amber’s ravishing young body every nerve was on fire, her need for more was visible the way her supple body moved within her bounds. It was then that Casimier whispered that one dark and tempting phrase “More Amber?”

More whimpers bubbled from Amber’s moist ripe lips and then softly, her voice coarse with need…..

“Yes. Please.”

It was clear that Amber needed more, but more of what?

The faint whisp of smoke teased Amber’s sense of smell, the sweet scent of honey mingled with the smoke. The young girl’s thigh glistened with her need for more. Casimier dipped a wooden spoon into the hot mixture of honey and wax. He drizzled over Amber right breast and nipple, then the scented valley between her firm breasts. The hot honey and wax caressed and kissed Amber’s left breast and nipple. Casimier trailed the mixture down across the flat plain of the gorgeous young beauty’s abdomen to pool in Amber’s naval. Then its firry trail moved lower to kiss her pussy and clit.

The honey and wax were hot, not hot enough to truly burn Amber’s delicate skin, but hot enough to test, to tempt her stunning young body and agile young mind to ever darker passions. Again, came that question,

“More `Amber.”