((Something different since I don't have much to write about as far as everyday stuff.))
“I’m going to hurt you real good baby.” He said with that dark wicked grin. That voice was just as dark as that grin promised and smooth as silk. There was a deep huskiness about it, a voice that could cause shivers to the spine. She dreamed about that voice, fantasized about that voice. But oh, not just the voice, that body was fantastical as well. There was something dark about Loki, something off, almost not right. But for all that there was magnetism about Loki, one that called a sub to him like a moth to a flame, and oh what a treat it was to be his sub if even just for a day. That commanding presence spoke to you, caressed you in such a way that submitting was pure pleasure. She didn’t know what it was about Loki that caused that but she didn’t want to say no to him, ever. Maybe he knew that, maybe that lovely reddish brown gaze could see right through her to her thoughts inside.
She bended to his will so easily, though there was a fight to her that he enjoyed. He always meant what he said but this time, oh this time was different. He meant what he said and more. He knew that she would see behind that look in his eyes, that look that said there was so much more that he wanted to give her. He knew what she liked, what brought her to that lovely subspace the quickest, rope bondage and being whipped or spanked. Tonight he planned for the whip. Loki had a talent for whips. He knew how to use them expertly. He could make you red without welts or give you welts, all without breaking the skin, only if called for would he ever break the skin. Tonight they had agreed to welts, she wanted the pain and he would give it to her. Make her beg, make her scream. From his back pocket he pulled the collar placing it around her neck. For tonight, while she was here, she was his. He held the leash in one hand and gripped all that lovely raven hair pulling her down to her knees.
She practically purred as his large hand fisted her hair. That wicked grin grew. He enjoyed how much she liked this. Just in that she was pleasing her Master, but then she always pleased her Master. Very rarely did he ever have to punish her. “I’m going to work you until you’re totally blown.” He said his voice a touch lower with arousal. That’s what she had come here for, what she had wanted. He led her to his dungeon, opened the door as she crawled in and sat on her knees, back straight, hands flat on her knees. He closed the door and moved towards her coming around to lift her chin. “Tonight I’m here for your entertainment.” He said in that deep silky voice. Her entertainment, he’d never said that before. Usually it was about pleasing him. He must have seen the look of surprise. “You have been good, you’ve earned this. Tonight, I please you.” That dark wicked grin was back. “And don’t think I won’t enjoy it kitten. Tonight will be a double edged sword of pleasure.” He leaned down so his face was close to hers. “I’ll see to it.”
She shivered. That voice, such pure silk and when he whispered; pure pleasure. It was like it darkened just a touch in the action. She could barely breathe in the pleasure of just that. He fisted her hair forcing her to stand. The pain form that action was felt straight through her scalp to her feet. The pleasure was felt immediately, she always loved pain. By both the leash and her hair she was directed to the far wall. Wrist shackles hung from the ceiling, she was placed into them. An ankle restraint bar was placed on her ankles, keeping her spread for him. Soon his hands weren’t on her. She had known only by his footsteps that he had walked away. They were heavy supporting that large frame. He was back soon. Her cheek was caressed with the handle of the black leather bullwhip. A dark black that was almost liquid, and like a true bullwhip, looked almost reptilian. “You’ll be screaming my name soon won’t you kitten.” She could almost hear the dark smile in his voice. “Yes Master.” A growling purr answered her before his voice was filling the room again. “Good girl”
He backed up and with an artful flick of his wrist snapped the whip against her ass. The sharp pain caused a highpitched ‘oh’ sound from her. It was almost akin to a moan and again he smiled. Another flick of the wrist and her other cheek was lashed. Her back arched and that sound came out again. He knew that she was was close. A few more lashes and her back and ass looked lovely. But he wasn’t done, he was just done with this. He removed her and directed her under the hanging chain with a hook at the end. He tied her up so her knees would be tucked slightly and hands behind her back. The ropes went around her neck and her breast as well. He suspended her with the loop in the middle that was connected to her back. He took up the whip again and snapped it at one of her breasts. Her head went back instantly and he knew now he had done it. Now he had her.
She was lost in the moment. The pain was sweet. She couldn’t think, couldn’t tell you if they were still in the dungeon or not. The ropes cut into her beautifully. The lashes of the whip were sharp and exploded her with pleasure with each lash. Her moans were turning to screams, she was a screamer during sex and though this wasn’t sex, for her it was close. To her there was nothing like this. Nothing physical could compare. There was something about this that was more intimate than even sex. Something that called to her and sang sweetly to her. Loki could see this and he responded to it in like. Each lash he gave her held a certain pleasure in it that only he could cause. She didn’t know how he did it but it was one of the most beautiful feelings in the world. A lash to her ass. “Tell me kitten, do you enjoy this.” She purred. “Yes Master.” He grinned. “Good girl. Tell me who you belong to?” Another purr. “Master Loki.” A deep rumbling sound almost like a growl. “Say that again.” She complied. “Master Loki.”
The whip stopped and those large footsteps disappeared only a moment to return. He kept her suspended but moved her into position. She knew instantly what was going to happen next. The flogger whip landed on her ass a moment before his engorged length found her sweet waiting opening. It usually wasn’t about sex for her and Master Loki, but tonight, he told her he would give her entertainment. He would do something just for her. As he pounded into her with hard penetrating thrusts he would snap the flogger on her, the leather snapping her skin almost lovingly. He filled her up completely stretching her pussy. The pleasure of him, the ropes, and the flogger was so much that she almost lost it but he hadn’t given her permission, hadn’t said the word. Then there it was in a whispered breath against her ear. “You’ve pleased Master, has Master pleased you?” She purred crying out. “Yes Master Loki.” One hard last thrust and he said the word. “Come for me.” She lost it seeing stars before her eyes. Crying out his name to the stars. When it was over he pulled out smacked her as and turned her so she could see his grin. “I told you tonight was for your entertainment.” Her skin was flushed beautifully. “Yes Master, you told me.”
“I’m going to hurt you real good baby.” He said with that dark wicked grin. That voice was just as dark as that grin promised and smooth as silk. There was a deep huskiness about it, a voice that could cause shivers to the spine. She dreamed about that voice, fantasized about that voice. But oh, not just the voice, that body was fantastical as well. There was something dark about Loki, something off, almost not right. But for all that there was magnetism about Loki, one that called a sub to him like a moth to a flame, and oh what a treat it was to be his sub if even just for a day. That commanding presence spoke to you, caressed you in such a way that submitting was pure pleasure. She didn’t know what it was about Loki that caused that but she didn’t want to say no to him, ever. Maybe he knew that, maybe that lovely reddish brown gaze could see right through her to her thoughts inside.
She bended to his will so easily, though there was a fight to her that he enjoyed. He always meant what he said but this time, oh this time was different. He meant what he said and more. He knew that she would see behind that look in his eyes, that look that said there was so much more that he wanted to give her. He knew what she liked, what brought her to that lovely subspace the quickest, rope bondage and being whipped or spanked. Tonight he planned for the whip. Loki had a talent for whips. He knew how to use them expertly. He could make you red without welts or give you welts, all without breaking the skin, only if called for would he ever break the skin. Tonight they had agreed to welts, she wanted the pain and he would give it to her. Make her beg, make her scream. From his back pocket he pulled the collar placing it around her neck. For tonight, while she was here, she was his. He held the leash in one hand and gripped all that lovely raven hair pulling her down to her knees.
She practically purred as his large hand fisted her hair. That wicked grin grew. He enjoyed how much she liked this. Just in that she was pleasing her Master, but then she always pleased her Master. Very rarely did he ever have to punish her. “I’m going to work you until you’re totally blown.” He said his voice a touch lower with arousal. That’s what she had come here for, what she had wanted. He led her to his dungeon, opened the door as she crawled in and sat on her knees, back straight, hands flat on her knees. He closed the door and moved towards her coming around to lift her chin. “Tonight I’m here for your entertainment.” He said in that deep silky voice. Her entertainment, he’d never said that before. Usually it was about pleasing him. He must have seen the look of surprise. “You have been good, you’ve earned this. Tonight, I please you.” That dark wicked grin was back. “And don’t think I won’t enjoy it kitten. Tonight will be a double edged sword of pleasure.” He leaned down so his face was close to hers. “I’ll see to it.”
She shivered. That voice, such pure silk and when he whispered; pure pleasure. It was like it darkened just a touch in the action. She could barely breathe in the pleasure of just that. He fisted her hair forcing her to stand. The pain form that action was felt straight through her scalp to her feet. The pleasure was felt immediately, she always loved pain. By both the leash and her hair she was directed to the far wall. Wrist shackles hung from the ceiling, she was placed into them. An ankle restraint bar was placed on her ankles, keeping her spread for him. Soon his hands weren’t on her. She had known only by his footsteps that he had walked away. They were heavy supporting that large frame. He was back soon. Her cheek was caressed with the handle of the black leather bullwhip. A dark black that was almost liquid, and like a true bullwhip, looked almost reptilian. “You’ll be screaming my name soon won’t you kitten.” She could almost hear the dark smile in his voice. “Yes Master.” A growling purr answered her before his voice was filling the room again. “Good girl”
He backed up and with an artful flick of his wrist snapped the whip against her ass. The sharp pain caused a highpitched ‘oh’ sound from her. It was almost akin to a moan and again he smiled. Another flick of the wrist and her other cheek was lashed. Her back arched and that sound came out again. He knew that she was was close. A few more lashes and her back and ass looked lovely. But he wasn’t done, he was just done with this. He removed her and directed her under the hanging chain with a hook at the end. He tied her up so her knees would be tucked slightly and hands behind her back. The ropes went around her neck and her breast as well. He suspended her with the loop in the middle that was connected to her back. He took up the whip again and snapped it at one of her breasts. Her head went back instantly and he knew now he had done it. Now he had her.
She was lost in the moment. The pain was sweet. She couldn’t think, couldn’t tell you if they were still in the dungeon or not. The ropes cut into her beautifully. The lashes of the whip were sharp and exploded her with pleasure with each lash. Her moans were turning to screams, she was a screamer during sex and though this wasn’t sex, for her it was close. To her there was nothing like this. Nothing physical could compare. There was something about this that was more intimate than even sex. Something that called to her and sang sweetly to her. Loki could see this and he responded to it in like. Each lash he gave her held a certain pleasure in it that only he could cause. She didn’t know how he did it but it was one of the most beautiful feelings in the world. A lash to her ass. “Tell me kitten, do you enjoy this.” She purred. “Yes Master.” He grinned. “Good girl. Tell me who you belong to?” Another purr. “Master Loki.” A deep rumbling sound almost like a growl. “Say that again.” She complied. “Master Loki.”
The whip stopped and those large footsteps disappeared only a moment to return. He kept her suspended but moved her into position. She knew instantly what was going to happen next. The flogger whip landed on her ass a moment before his engorged length found her sweet waiting opening. It usually wasn’t about sex for her and Master Loki, but tonight, he told her he would give her entertainment. He would do something just for her. As he pounded into her with hard penetrating thrusts he would snap the flogger on her, the leather snapping her skin almost lovingly. He filled her up completely stretching her pussy. The pleasure of him, the ropes, and the flogger was so much that she almost lost it but he hadn’t given her permission, hadn’t said the word. Then there it was in a whispered breath against her ear. “You’ve pleased Master, has Master pleased you?” She purred crying out. “Yes Master Loki.” One hard last thrust and he said the word. “Come for me.” She lost it seeing stars before her eyes. Crying out his name to the stars. When it was over he pulled out smacked her as and turned her so she could see his grin. “I told you tonight was for your entertainment.” Her skin was flushed beautifully. “Yes Master, you told me.”
That was the hottest thing I've read in awhile. BETTER than any BDSM video I'd watched! That turned me on... ;)
ReplyDeleteOnly complaint... You should've added more sex.
Other than that, great job. Keep it up!! :)
Thank you. I had begun to wonder if anyone read this. I shall remember that for the next one.
DeleteI agree with the other anonymous person. Parts of it made 50 Shades of Grey look like Green Eggs and Ham. LOL. Seriously, though, that was HOT!!!
ReplyDeleteAnd yeah, I suppose some intercourse could've been added. Like maybe a paragraph or two more of it...
But overall, it was great! Keep at it! :D
Thank you do much. I'm very humbled by that, and have been thinking of doing a follow up with Master Loki and kitten. So I'll be sure to remember that.
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