Wolven Den

I insert another finger, moving in and out of her warmth and wetness. The ice is gone, not even a memory left of coolness.

No knots, love. This should feel good to you....it always feels good to me. A flogger doesn't do real harm. It is a soft, thuddy kinda feeling. No knots means you just have thin strips of suede hitting your skin. I am going to make them wet, just a bit. And then we will begin.

I pick up the black suede flogger and dunk it into the bucket with my melting ice. The falls wetten appropriately and I wring most of the water out, testing the falls once on my own leg, enjoying the slight sting the dampness causes.

I want you to count for me, love. Keep your eyes open. Watch.

Bending away from her, I grab a rather large piece of ice.

Also, hold this for me. Don't let it go.

My words are whispered into the shell of her ear and then I drop to my knees behind her, running my hands down over the swell of her rump before spreading her nether lips wide, one handed while inserting the ice with the other hand.

Good girl. Here we go.

I let fly with the flogger, allowing it to hit the top of her butt, the falls leaving faint pink lines behind.
 
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*her fingers feel so good, i almost forget about the flogger...until she explains it in more detail...a nervous shiver runs through me when she mentions wetting the ends, putting me in mind of being popped with the corner of a wet towel...a whimper turning into a low moan with the insertion of yet another piece of ice, this one larger and sure to last longer...a sharp yelp as the thin wet strips land, unconsciously trying to dance away from the source, unable to move much, whimpering as the cold sting fades slightly*

one...
 
I grin at her response and vary the amount of swing with the next 5 blows, short handing them so that she doesn't feel so much sting. After that, I back away slightly, allowing myself more freedom of movement, aiming for the lower part of her back as the suede dries. Her response is lovely, sheer heaven but I quit after the tenth swing because her eyes have drifted closed yet again.

My Fira, your eyes are closed. Open them. You only have five more to get through and I will release you.

A whisper

You have done well. Keep your eyes open for the next 5 blows and I will make it worth your while, little Fire maiden.
 
*the following blows don't seem to sting quite as bad, yet each one still comes as a bit of a surprise...my soft whimpers filling the room, trying to anticipate where the next will land...my eyes close in an attempt to focus more on controlling the amount of sting i feel, still counting...*

eight, nine, ten....

*a pause, opening my eyes as instructed, knowing that my control won't be as effective...the cold ice melting, dripping down my thighs, unsure if the excessive wetness i feel is just the ice...or if it's an unconscious betrayal of my body...the woman in the mirror doesn't seem to be me any longer, the features are right, the blush familiar, but the look in her eyes is different...i don't recognize her...she breaths when i breath, her movements exactly match mine...i catch sight of Luna behind me, watching my reactions...finally turning myself over to it, allowing myself to let go of the nervousness and unwarranted fears...a shudder passes through me as i wait for the next five blows...ready to embrace the stinging sensations instead of trying to ignore or control them*
 
I see it, that look of submission, when she lets go. I focus on her eyes, in the mirror, allowing her to see that I am watching her. Smiling at each of her responses to the things I am doing to her, for her, with her. The next five blows are as hard as I can stand to give, each one laying seperate lines across her skin.
She moans, whimpers, moves with the blow, not against it, her eyes still open, still looking in the mirror. I stop and smile.


Very good, Fira. Very good.

Moving forward, I reach up to unhook her from the manacles and then steady her, my arms wrapped around her waist.

I have things to remove, love. This means you need to lay down for me so that I can keep my promise to you.
 
*the final blows are welcomed and by the time the last one is delivered, there is no doubt that the wetness between my legs has nothing to do with the ice that has long since melted away...sagging against her as she looses my hands, i cling to her, my legs not quite steady enough to hold me up on their own...i let her lay me down...my arms tingling slightly as the blood rushes back to them...my eyes continue to follow her every movement*
 
Grabbing one more piece of ice, I apply it to overly sensitive nipples...deadening them a bit before removing the clamps, that had been in place all that time. I can see the flush that starts beneath the skin when I remove one, then the other. I know the pain is a small nagging thing but it will get worse as the cold leaves and her skin warms. Diving between her splayed thigh takes a few moments, but I use the ice there as well, trying to contain the swollen nubbin until I can remove the clamp. Her body is aroused and dripping. I inhale the scent of her, allow my tongue to trace pouty nether lips and tease swollen nubbins of flesh. She moans and I grin...

Ok, you have done so well. I would like you to come for me, yes?

I dip my head and begin to lap her clit using just a tongue tip, slowly at first while I wait for her flesh to get used to the sensation. My right hand comes up from beneath her hip, burrowing into her wetness with one finger and then two, working in tandem with my tongue. I can feel her inner walls clenching, her legs shaking and I work toward her release, enjoying the sounds I hear...waiting for my prize.
 
*a hiss escapes between my teeth as each of the nipple clamps are removed, trying not o squirm as i anticipate the removal of the final clamp, whimpering with each movement required for the removal...between the ice and the movements, i can't tell if i want to scream or cum...a throaty moan as it's finally removed, and my body tenses perceptibly at her words...i want nothing more than to please her...a breathy whisper*

yes...oh god...please, yes...

*my body quivering at the first soft touch of her tongue...pushing against her fingers as they find their way into me...my shaking legs wrapping around her, pulling her further into me as i feel the tension build to explosive proportions...my eyes close as i plunge over the edge of an endless abyss...the fall, one glorious wave of pleasure after another...a tear tracing it's way down to my hairline as i loose myself in the blissful feelings coursing through me...crying out as each wave rolls over me, threatening to drown me...*
 
I ride out her movements, speeding up imperceptibly and then slowing down, until she is spent, drained, a writhing mess. I scoot up as she is shivering, coming down and wrap my arms and legs around her, stroking, touching, caressing, checking for welts, bruises.

Look at me pretty, let me see you eyes.

I wait until she focuses on me and then ask her...

Are you ok? How do you feel?
 
*the final shudder wracks my body, and i'm left limp, spent...i vaguely feel arms and legs wrapping around me, soft touches and caresses soothing me...a familiar voice calling to me, i open my eyes to see her next to me...i seek her lips with my own, a silent expression of the state of my well-being, letting the kiss linger a bit, a small shiver going through me as i taste and smell myself there..blushing, i manage a soft reply*

thank you, Mistress...
 
A slight smile as I end our kiss and hear her softly spoken words...

No thank you, petling. Was there anything you did not like, love?
 
*blushing more and burying my head, i shake it, mumbling*

no...i enjoyed it all...
 
I am gladdened. If ever you would like more practice or more play and I am here, please come find me. I like leading lil one's into temptation.

A grin as I slide from our haven of bed clothes

Now then, I need to clean my area for my next visitor, whomever that may be. Whenever that may be.

I bend over to start collecting my various toys to return them to their proper areas. A few minutes later the room is bare, reverting to it's almost proper appearance.

OK my Fira, I am off. You may rest here or leave as your body desires.

Walk back to the side of the bed and lean forward, capturing her mouth with my own.

Thank you for your trust and for keeping me company. Talk to you soon?

With a wink and a sigh, I disappear. Have to return to the INN to get my clothes from this morning...
 
*sighing in contentment, i watch with heavy lids as she bustles about...enjoying the too brief kiss...nodding in response to her question...i let my body and mind drift for a while after she leaves...then slowly test my legs...standing a bit shakily, i make my way over to the mirror, turning to see the evidence of my time with her today...the pink streaks on my fair skin already starting to fade a little...knowing there is no way around it, i head back to the Inn myself, to gather my clothes and hopefully slip unnoticed back up to my room*
 
A present in silver and black wrapping paper appears in the front room. Inside is small dagger with an ornate silver handle, detailed as a wolfs’ head. Glittering amber gems make up its eyes. The blade is four inches long, wickedly sharp, with an inscription on one side reading ‘For Darkness’.

There is a card as well, on top of the package.
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On the back, I've written...


Every wolf, fairy and mortal has their darkside
here's to letting it come out and play.

Have a great day, lovely!
xxFae
 
Wanders into my den from the real world and sees the gift my favorite Faery left behind. With a smile at the card, I open it and gaze in unabashed delight at the beautiful knife ensconced within the wrapping paper. My eyes take on a bit of feral gleam as I pull it out and test it's edge against my skin, sending a shiver of delight through me.

She certainly knows how to give a gift.....
 
I don't normally frequent SRP venues, but this one is just too tempting...

Slips into the den, apprehension just underneath my skin, hand up by my mouth, chewing lightly on one fingernail. Dare I hang around?
 
I don't normally frequent SRP venues, but this one is just too tempting...

Slips into the den, apprehension just underneath my skin, hand up by my mouth, chewing lightly on one fingernail. Dare I hang around?

I hope you will...I'm sure I'll be needing a distraction while Miss Luna has her own playthings
 
I hope you will...I'm sure I'll be needing a distraction while Miss Luna has her own playthings

I'm patiently waiting around until tomorrow.

I can make a pretty comfortable sleeping space for myself on these throw pillows here in the front room. I have a feeling it would be impolite and disrespectful if I peeked into the other room before Luna gives consent.
 
I'm patiently waiting around until tomorrow.

I can make a pretty comfortable sleeping space for myself on these throw pillows here in the front room. I have a feeling it would be impolite and disrespectful if I peeked into the other room before Luna gives consent.

*grabs you by the air, gently but firmly, and pulls you into an equally gentle but firm kiss*
 
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