Hello all,
please do allow me to thank you, who ever you might be, for stopping by to read my devilishly yummy of a story for the dark at heart and erotically minded. Now I now my precious deary's that you do have a dark side to you all and one that is constantly hidden from public, the side of you that craves the night and the yearning to set it free. So before you read any more of my delightfully yummy of a story please......turn off you're lights, dress in what ever you're hearts desire, and pour you're self a lovely glass of red wine, preferably very red and sit back and enjoy my tail you are about to embark on. If perhaps you hear a slight tapping at you're door or window, don't worry it is only a late night guest stopping by for a late night bite.
The long await
The night shades blossoms bloom in the nights shadows of my dreams as the fingers of the fogy dew slowly creep through the memories of my passions and enticings. The beds of stone and the rustle of the breeze blow ever so slightly as I sit with my wine and the lonely warmth of my fire place. The witness's of the shadows watching in their lonely cold tombs of the damned laughingly watching with ease and delight being the only ones privy to what is to become of the night, the ravens laughter fills my chamber as they to sit and mock of my being and wanting.
The memories of my mistress's last nights visit still is marked upon my neck in delicate pin pricked marks of four neck wrapped in scarlet marked red of four throbs with pleasure as I gaze into the fire's warmth trying to warm what is empty in my soul, I sit drained and uncaring the shell of my being which is nothing more then a puppet, a golem which she has created for her pleasure and her whims. Out of the corner of my mind she is still there still beckoning her wanting and her willing for my wanting to serve her. Her smile ever so sharp as her parted blood red lips part in acceptance of my being, the slow thirst slowly creeps into me calling me forth to her as the room fills with her through the chilled night breeze.
The scent of lily's fills my essence as she slowly coo's to me, her voice ever so sourly sweet upon the nights air as her icy finger creeps upon me stirring me, beckoning me, as I slowly finish my wine in a daze the last drops draining down my parched throat I stair into the fire, lost in the tongues of the flames licking and teasing the hearth. Each flame entwining onto the other like two lovers lost in the pleasures of lust teasing caressing each other calling for my wants and cares to fade away in her hushed tones of the crackles of the woods as my pleasure calls for her finger's slowly come into view out of the chilled fog that has filled my room, her slow loving caress is all that my being craves, forgetting all the wants of what and who I am and what I care for.
The haunting touch of her tongue flicks upon my neck as the wrap slowly falls from me with her gentle touch and my throbbing pleasure strains for her through my being. Shockingly I reach for my wine bottle once again craving the mixture that will ease my mind and my being and as the magical electors fills me with ease and numbing my eyes as the thirst of pleasure fills me and takes my mind to a place of pleasure the sound of breaking crystal echoes through my prison of lust as it falls from my hand and in a million tiny shards cast the reflection on the orange and yellow filled room. My eyes cast down wards in the form of submission and obedience her delicate fingers slowly uncover my naked flesh for her to feast upon and for her lust filled tongue to roam seeking her pleasure and my essence to fill her with the warmth she so demands her faithful to do.
The nights music fills my mind as she gently roams her hands over me tracing her hands turning them from the cold of the night to the warmth of passion as my fires slowly stir deep and hard. Her milky white flesh fills my eyes as she shows her self to me her smile approving as I am hers, her toy, her plaything to ease into her velvet dew soaked lips as she teases me with a reward of my servitude her hands allowing mine to trace her lips as her moans of pleasure slowly fill my ears and my mind.
Taking away the sharp taunts and teases of past hurts and pains of past lovers that haunt me still in the dead of the night the pain filled lash's of uncaring and un-wanting pleasures are filled with her caressing wants and strokes as my mind fills with pleasures that belong to her and her alone to have my being cleansed of the scars of pain and taunts and to be filled with her pleasure.
To be hers is all that I crave to be, no more pains of past lovers to fill me with dread in the night, and to take the pain of hurt of my past. The feel of her velvet collar wraps around my neck as the silver mark, making me hers for all of eternity shines in the firelight and the rustle of her silk falling to the floor as I am rewarded with her being as she sheds her self for me.
I am lost in my lustful wants as I am eased with care out of my chair and guided by her being, as she guides me to my wanton prison of velvet and silken tapestries, reds and blacks of fabric shining in the fire light, easily shedding my inhibitions, the remaing shell of clothing being slowly taken off as I am slowly guided to the softness and the binding of her leather ties that will hold me to her for the night and day as I slowly crawl to her, guided by my leash I kneel at the foot and proclaim my servitude to her and the smiles of the audience of the shadows as she asks
"Pet do you give yourself to me?"
I cast my eyes downwards and kneel in a grateful and graceful bow at on the bed as I proclaim in my naked being.
"My Mistress, I enter to you on my own free will, I pleadingly ask for you're permission to be your's, I place myself into you're care and hands of servitude willingly and of my own free will"
As her kiss of acceptance sends shivers down, my spine my being stiffening me and hardening my being for her pleasure I feel the remains of remembrance drained, all the pain and hurt to be gone forever as the slow seductive sounds of her kiss fills the echoing chamber I slowly feel my life being drained forever, to be remade into her likens. To be gone and never returned, the pleasure filling my mind and the euphoria filling the air as her sweet sourly scent of lily's fill my nose with a delightful pleasure. I never more will feel the hurt of lover's laughter at me, the taunting to be gone forever. Her caress's will forever be what I feel as the feel of her lover lash's delightfully upon my back and her nails leaving their long lovingly trail down my being as she traces me with her soft caress's . Taking me to whole being as her pet, her lover, I finally find the peace that has always haunted me and teased me as the echoes my being slowly fade away like some slow forgotten song I finally can cry as the tears run dow
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