Blue Dolphin
Back home again
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“He’s safe with her?”
She asks, and I nod silently, waiting for her to continue.
“Mr. Claymore, if you will agree to give us a chance I’d really like to set an appointment. There is, something about you, I don’t know quite know what it is, but would that be okay? Would you take us on? Oh and as I’m sure you heard my husband say, my real name is Elise. I thought it unwise to use our real names but the cat is out of the bag?”
Smiling gently, I take hold of the ends of her fingers, just a featherlike touch, but enough for her to appreciate it.
"He is safe, and will be fine. I do understand just how difficut this all seems, especially as this is your first visit here. I will also say, it will get better. In time you will come to appreciate the gift of letting someone pleasure your husband. The gift of being together afterwards, and knowing, sharing, and yes even suggesting other options. Remeber Elise, this is not just about your husband, it is for you also, to be a shared experience, a shared lifestyle. And I must thank you for divulging your name to me, my name is Richard, but in here I am Claymore, Lord of Souls. I see that you are having a little trouble getting comfortable, would you like me to help with that? A sort of introduction to what I do, I guarantee you will feel better, and that I will touch no more than the fingers of your hands."
A slightly confused look crosses her face, she is unsure, I can see that, and caress her fingertips with mine. She seems a little calmer, and nods her acquiescence to my suggestion. Again I look deep into her eyes before speaking.
"When I say Elise, and not before, you will close your eyes. Everything else that is happening hear, will disappear. There will be no club, no people. Just yourself, and my voice, you will listen to everyword, you will not be able to help yourself, for my voice, wil be the way, and the law. Do you understand me Elise, and agree?"
I wait a moment, then see the barely perceptible nod of her head.
"Close your eyes now."
I watch, seeing them close slowly, and also seeing her relax visibly. I hold both of he rhands now, her fingertips trembling slightly. I speak softly, but, insistently
"Elise, you are in a room that you do not know. In the center of the room stands a bed, with black silk sheets, and red silk pillows. You are lying naked on the bed, you try to move, but you cannot. There are no restraints holding you, just a power. A power that you have never known previously, it does not frighten you though. On the contrary, it excites you. You sense a presence in the room, and look up, but, you cannot see anything. There is no blindfold, and yet, the power is all encompassing.
A fingertip grazes your lips, lightly running along them, tracing out the line of your mouth. it touches the tip of your tongue, and allows you to lick it tenderly, before slowly, sensaully, sliding over your chin, and onto your throat. Leaving a single damp trail. Your senses are now heightened, you cannot stop the arousal that is beginning to permeate your very being. The finger is between your breastslowly moving from side to side as it travels downwards, and then lifts a soft breast, pushing it up towards your face. You feel the heat of hot breath, and it moves across your breast, until it howers over the now swollen nipple.
You can feel it now, the tip of a tongue, touching your nipple, saliva slowly coating it. Your nipple is straining, almost ready to burst. Inwardly you are begging, begging for the presence, He who now controls all of your sexual desire, to take your nipple, to devour it.
Lips encircle you, and you feel your nipple being sucked, gradually building in intensity, before His teeth bite, and stretch it. You are losing control, as your fluids ease from your sex, moistening your most sensitive places.
Yet still, you cannot see, all that you can do is feel.
A soft warm finger starts to play with your silken mound, stroking, tugging a little, before moving on. It brushes against your labia, now engorged, throbbing for the release that you know you need. But it is not time, for He has not spoken. You feel your labia being parted, and that same hot breath there. Blowing softly, the swollen rosebud, now throbbing with desire, accepts the tongue with a start, every nerve in your body alive, sparks rushing from fingertip to fingertip.
He licks the rosebud, nudging it, caressing it, as a soft finger, seems to harden suddenly. Invading you, slipping between your lips, and into your velvet cave. You dont think that you can take anymore, but you must, for He controls, not you.
You are stunned momentarily, as the finger leaves you, almost crying out, until He licks you, dragging the wet heat the length of you. Teasing your open.ng.
The presence looks at you, his mind entering yours.
Telling you, that it is time.
Time for the release you crave.
You feel His tongue once more, as it enters you, and you cannot hold back, you have to beg, beg for release.
Your hear the presence deep inside your soul, all he says is one word, the one word that will transport you to an extasy that you have only ever dreamed of before."
COME
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