Lovers @ MindSay

She lay exposed on her back, legs apart . . .her wing tucked behind her .  He adjusted the sunlight  and the breeze through the patio doors, as if it were the hot and cold water in their bath . . . She felt the very warm sunlight on her thighs and tummy . . .the cool breeze across her nipples and her face . . .his fingertips  stroked her thighs and her slit, blending her sweat and cream into an intimate lotion that lubricated his tastes, and smoothed his use of her . . .

The sunlight  illuminated and warmed her . . .she was cooled by sweat and cool breeze, and rewarded with his lingering touches and examination of her . . .  He stroked her arms and her fingers, assured that her circulation was not impaired.   Sitting her up, she curled her legs to the side as he raised her wing slightly, pushing her breasts out . . .she giggled as he teased her nipples and winced at the sensitive soreness, encouraging him to linger.  He poured an icy glass of juice.   He held the glass and brushed her back off her forehead as she sipped.   She leaned towards him and offered a breathy kiss, and moaned as he slid his arm around her.   She nodded when he offered more juice and was scolded for suggesting wine . . .  She put on her pouty face and turned her head in protest, giggled as he scolded her again, then shrieked as he wet his fingers with the frigid condensation from the glass and stroked her nipples.   Properly disciplined  . . .she sat comfortably, and shook her head to stir her hair, lowering her head and letting it fall around her shoulders and over her face again.  He took hold of her wrists, causing the wing to turn her shoulders . . .he took hold of her hair and pulled her head back to expose her throat and she pushed her breasts out aching for her torture to begin again.  

He began again with kisses to her neck and throat, then down to her nipples.   She winced, whimpering for pleasure as his lips applied pressure, feeding him one then the other.  He held her hair tight and moved her until her legs were over the end of the table.  He laid her on her back, stood by the side of the table and turned her head.  She raised her legs where her feet placed on the end of the table, turned on her side and opened her legs and her mouth . . .She was laying now where he could  use her mouth, her ass or her cunt.  The Dragon's Wing cradled her arms as she rolled more on her side, opened her legs more, feeling the warm sunlight on her cunt and thighs . . .He gripped her hair again and she opened her mouth, first licking the head and then sucking his cock as he pushed it toward the back of her throat. 

She felt his fingers open her cunt and rub her clit as he filled her mouth . . .he withdrew and she began again taking one of his balls in her mouth, then the other . . .then using her tongue on the sensitive skin under the head and along the shaft . . .she continued again with his balls and when she sucked the tip of his cock, she felt him tighten his grip on her hair and his fingers stop their massage . . .she was pleased with his pleasure and continued to suck the tip and run her tongue over it.  She opened her mouth more, an invitation, and he pushed his cock until she took most of it and began with long strokes to fuck him with her mouth . . .She opened her legs wide again, offering him his choice of pleasure and was pleased when he continued to fuck her mouth, matching her long strokes with his own . . .she opened her legs widely, arched her back and displayed herself as shamelessly as possible . . .she felt the surge cover her tongue and swallowed quickly, a second later her mouth was filled.  She swallowed and began cleaning his shaft with her lips and tongue, opening her mouth taking him as he spent his last . . .she kissed the tip and sucked again feeling him react so sensitively.   He slid his arm under her and raised her slightly and nuzzled her neck.  Laying her on her back again, he took his finger and wiped her mouth, and chin.  She giggled and returned the sinful look he gave her and opened her mouth again, gently pursing her lips around it and sucking the sticky cream off of it.

She strained against the binding, reassured   . . . Before he was finished, her arms would be secured tightly in an intimate rigging  of soft red rope that would caress her and form the intricate lattice of the wing . . .  Binding her wrists, then coiling around her arms . . .the airy structure appearing to be attached at the shoulder and folded behind her in submission . . .her breasts, her legs . . .throat . . .her mouth . . .cunt . . .all, his to use . . . When she first posed like this she didn't understand the degree of confinement, confused that her ankles were free . . .she soon understood . . . Heat flushed through her at the memory.  She whimpered for his pleasure.  In her demure language her master would be pleased . . .

She knew her cunt was slick, feeling her cream smear against her thigh  . . . and whimpered again . . . He pushed the glass dildo a bit further with a slow twist, she raised one leg ever so slightly and let out her breath through pursed lips as it was inserted fully . . . She felt his grip tighten on her hair, pulling her head back . . .she parted her lips opening her mouth, but he turned her head and began his kisses at her neck , covered her mouth with his, the lightly to her nipple.   Sucking hard and pulling straight out until it was suddenly released, then the other and then again . . .sent tiny accurate jolts through her to her clit . . .she approved with a breathy word . . .and again, and again . . .

Turning her , resting at an angle, he pushed her legs apart . . .and again kissed her mouth, then down to her nipples . . . Impatient, she opened her legs a bit more and twisted as her nipples became so so sensitive  . . .she pouted when she heard him make fun of her and then tightened as he continued to suck her nipples . . .the jolts increasing in intensity, the torture more and more desirable  . . .  He pushed her legs apart again . . . She whimpered clearly when he slowly withdrew  the slick dildo, his kisses now on her swollen slit, then the tip of his tongue tracing the sweet swollen lips to the wet gap between them.   She struggled to remain in position, silent and stayed, but arched her head back as she counted the kisses . . . She agonized over pleasing him, and struggled against her restraints, wanting to use her hands . . . He parted her, opening her bit by bit, tiny bites of her labia, his tongue beginning now to find the creamy source of his soft hostage . . .

Her nipples ached and her breasts needed warmth . . .and she tried to twist her shoulders  . . . He opened her more and exposed her clit to his attention . . .she took deep breaths and was carried helpless on wave after wave until she ached . . .grateful the warmest surges of cream pleased her master . . .

She gave into the sweet agony and strained hard trying to free herself . . . her Dragon's Wing kept her from interfering with her use and gave her only one way to try to spend the energy burning out of control now . . .she raised her hips, feeding him her cunt . . . It was a torturous act of submission, unable to do only the one thing that would ease the ache and please him . . . She braced herself against her shoulders, spread her legs wide as she raised her hips and fed him . . . She whimpered shamelessly as his fingers opened her cunt so wide and he applied the same pressure on her clit as he had her nipples . . .the technique sending stabs of pleasure that further tormented her unless she came . . . She rocked her hips, moved and pressed . . .holding her breath until he had his pleasure . . .she cried out loudly and again as the wave hit her . . .she cried, she promised, she begged . . .stop and never stop . . . He now took hold of the plug in her ass,  adding to her torture with firm, quick thrusts . . .moments later she was racked with wave upon wave . . .her wing keeping her both open and a hostage . . .

She finally relaxed seconds later and cried out again as he pressed firmly and again applied his tender torture to her clit . . . She shivered again, the again, turning to him, sweating and needing warmth.  She ached to hold him and again was denied.  She snuggled to him, relishing the aroma of cunt and sex, she kissed his neck and shoulder, begging for entrapment against the now cool air . . .

He left her unbound, dressed her in soft leisure pants tied at the waist and a serape  that covered and kept her warm, open where he could remove it easily or slide his hands underneath and fondle her breasts and tummy.  The clothing was easier on her welts and convenient to apply the salve Khoru had provided. 

He settled her on the chaise and she held her hair up as he fastened a medium thick collar snugly around her throat  and secured her leash.  She offered her ankles hoping he would accept, then bind her wrists behind her . . .   She pouted and huffed a bit, not getting her way.   He placed her sketch pad near and asked her to show him how to make simple forms, figures . . . The minutes passed until she was concentrating less and less on the questions he asked . . . He sat a pot of tea to brew and they shared the cup as she began letting the slideshow of images awaken her imagination.   She began sketching random figures . . .odd shapes  . . .the focused and unfocused thoughts competing for her attention . . .until she recognized what it was she wasn't looking for and began to give it detail. 

He permitted a faint cool breeze through the heavy curtains . . . She shivered at the first warmth of a the fire that blended with the fresh air , smelled the scent of the wood smoke and smiled as she thought of bites of grilled food . . .  Without taking her eyes off her sketch pad approved the light as he adjusted the curtains.   She felt him return and sit closely, turned her head for a sip of the tea and continued . . .flipping to a new page and earnestly beginning a new drawing that had been waiting all along as the one she focused on.    Violin soloist, Joshua Bell . . . The soft bamboo fabric wrapping her  . . . She turned her head for another sip of tea , a warmed refill that was just a bit too hot.   She pressed her lips to the hot hot lip of the cup and let it sting a bit and then took quick sips . . . She felt the tender soreness of the welts relax and sat with her back against him, turning her head to see him looking at the sketch pad, watching the figure take shape . . .she was rewarded with soft spoken, undeserved praise and caught herself without realizing it . . . "yes my love" . . . She quickly pressed her back against him and shivered from the tiny icy stab in her heart . . . He saw her hand relax, unfocused for a moment and kissed her neck and encouraged her . . . She shook off the feeling and closed her eyes against a tear . . . Another sip of the hot tea and she resumed her sketch . . .

He slid his hand under the serape, softly pinching her nipples as she showed him the finished drawing  . . .a simple view of a woman in private . . .  At first look she led your eyes from the larger definition, then revealed more and more of the subject , the surroundings and the items around her or nearby . . . He was drawn to the shape of her hips, the curve of her breasts and it was easy to imagine her finishing her bath, relaxing in the privacy of her time and who could guess what goes through a woman's thoughts  . . .  

You first noticed a woman toweling herself sitting nude on a bench, her hair hanging off her shoulder partially hiding her face and her breast . . . A window or mirror, obscured from the lingering steam of the warm bath or shower . . . Then you notice her arm stroking the inside of her leg and partially revealing her other breast . . . showing the full curve almost to her nipple . . . her shoulders, the line of her face . . .her neck.   She's narrow at the hip, round and thetaper of her waist to the small of her back . . .her legs drawn where they just conceal her softest flesh . . .her smooth tummy that she touches softly with her other hand.  She's revealed in her most private, but silent thoughts . . .  In the most private and most vunerable moments . . .

"Want to know what's going through my mind?"  

"Yes, my love" . . .she said it again, soft confidence in her voice.

"I want to think she will be thinking of her lover . . .that she is happy . . .and that she knows that she cannot be replaced by anyone else . . .that her heart is safe, that she is safe . . . " 

His words caught her off guard as she looked at the woman she drew and saw her not from her eyes, but clearly through his . . . She swallowed another sip of tea and took a slow quiet breath as he put his arms around her and cupped her breast . . .

"She does my love" . . .she bit her lip and settled back resting against him . . .

He sat her up a bit and slipped off her serape and she placed her hand over his shoulder to give him full access to her breasts as he fondled and looked at her . . . Raising her leash slightly she stood and he pulled the tie around her waist and she stepped out the pants . . . She spread her feet further apart and held his face lightly in her hands as he examined her welts and softly pressed . . . then pet her slit . . .

He sent her to rinse off quickly in a hot shower.  She lingered for a second and he pressed a sore muscle and she complained and then left.   She returned with damp hair and dripping and giggled silently at his complaint . . . She rested her hand on his shoulder, opened her legs wider . . .turned, bent over . . .as he applied the salve again . . . She made a very sinful but delicious offer, and pouted again as she stepped back into the soft pants and he slipped the serape over her head . . .

She was about to throw a fit when her stomach growled loudly and she squealed softly as she caught his eye . . . She did as she was told, helping him with extra hands for preparing dinner . . . A favorite of theirs was grilled meat and grilled vegetables, hot bread or chips . . . cold chicken, anything that would fit on a large platter  . . . She was sent for wine and returned with two bottles corked  . . . Their meals were lighthearted, good conversations, he made her laugh  . . . Music painstakingly selected,  and they talked over it . . . She caught little hints about her shining knight and she often took a good look at him, and liked remembering coming home nude, wrapped only his coat . . .minutes after meeting him, she was in his bed and she never left . . .

She quickly returned to the present as he held her leash . . . She offered her wrists and looked him directly in the eye.  The offer was ignored again and they returned to the fire . . .he brought out the hash box and she rolled a full spliff . . .he returned with chocolate and wine and sat watching her inhale deeply, relishing the first bit of the soothing tide the hash brought . . . A fully tummy, sweetly high from the hash and the second bottle of wine, she felt the creamy warmth between her legs and her thighs, her nipples sensitive and the ache  . . .

She thought through and through in her thoughts and wanted to be taken, to serve sinfully and be used  . . . He whispered and raised her and she smiled, understanding his sweet unspoken seduction of her  . . .

The light from their bath faintly reached their bedroom, he removed her collar and leash . . .he preferred her completely nude on these nights, she thought . . . She slid between the covers and stayed on his side as he slid next to her.  He held the covers back looking at her in the light and she spread her legs as his eyes looked between them . . .  He covered her and held her breathless . . .as her body spun sensations around her.    She was soft, warm and creamy from the seduction of her  . . .and felt the his thick flow running from her slit

Nights like this he made love to her and stayed deep inside her, came deep inside her and caressed her with his hands, his body and his kisses and she desperately gave in hoping to get control in the morning. 

She turned in his arms and spooned against him as he began to sleep . . .

"Yes my love, she does" 

She slowly reached the surface, waking up a little at a time.  Their bedroom was dark  but the heavy curtains were outlined in bright light and she needed to freshen up.  She slid away, quickly reminded of the belt as she twisted her hips and parted her legs . . .  She examined herself in the bathroom mirror and smiled at the welts that were along the tender inside of her thighs . . . Her cunt was red and sore, but the heaviest blows, except for the last two, were along her thighs and ass . . . The last two, the hardest,  on her clit sent a shiver of a memory now and she pressed firmly against the bruises to freshen the sensation.  She took a hot wash cloth and pressed her labia, searing the tender flesh again  . . .

She ran the washcloth under the hot water again and pressed, biting her lip.  She opened her eyes, feeling his hand slide around her throat.  He pulled her head back, reached around and took the washcloth from her and warmed it again.  

"Open, my pet" 

She twisted her head and kissed his neck, looking into the mirror,  reached between her legs and spread her labia wide for him.   She looked again at the red red welts and how her clit was bright red and swollen.   She shivered, leaned back against him and opened her legs more, and spread her cunt with her hand as he pressed the very hot cloth against her clit.   She twisted her hips and pressed against him, riding the pain until she throbbed sweetly . . . Her cunt oozed the butter of her and she cried out as he pinched her nipples . . . The soreness scolded and spread its heat through her legs.    He ran the shower and she clung to him, following him under the hot water . . . She made a sinful promise and then tried to purr as his soapy hand ran between her legs . . .she widened her stance and put her arms around his neck as he washed her and kissed his neck and chest.   She pushed against the tender pressure between her cheeks as he teased with his fingers.

Rinsed, and toweled off,  he put her heavy robe on her and she wrapped her hair loosely in a towel before her cuffs were applied with her hands behind her  . . . Her hands  secured tightly, then again at her elbows to restrict her more.    He moved her to the vanity, the steam from the shower warming it nicely, laid her on her back and opened her robe . . .

She tested her restraints . . . Her arms were immobile and the tightness was unforgiving.   He pushed her legs apart and scolded her for not opening for his pleasure . . . She made another sinful promise and opened her mouth,  drawing her feet up a bit to spread her legs more . . .  He fastened her tall collar around her throat  . . .and in this position it pushed her head back and squared her shoulders . . .further restricting her . . .  She felt him pet her labia and blushed just a bit, knowing he liked to see her cunt swollen and gaping . . .   She looked as best she could in the mirror behind him and saw how he had decided to display her . . . Her head back, and her face accessible if he decided to fuck her mouth and her back arched, pushing her breasts up.  She could not move her arms or shoulders in any manner . . . 

She was not restrained from the waist down, but spread widely and with him standing between her legs she could only twist her hips . . . He slid his hands under her hips and slid her towards him a bit,  then felt him stroke and pet her wet slit . . .

He opened a jar of salve brought from Khoru's clinic, covered his hands and began softly applying it to her thighs . . . The cream was cool cool and she squealed and giggled as the sore warm tender flesh stung both hot and cold . . .  He continued to apply the cream until the welts were covered, then reapplied more to his hands . . .

"A sweet picture . . . Your cunt is swollen nicely . . ."   He applied the cream again and pressed the muscles firmly then harder along the lubricated welts  . . . She whimpered and cooed her approval . . . She twisted her hips to escape the pain, then raised them to his attention for more . . .

The massage continued to her belly and her nipples as her thighs burned and ached and her clit throbbed . . . A hard slippery pinch of her nipples and her labia caused her to cry out and then catch his eyes, wanting another . . .

The agonizing massage continued and she felt her arms ache at the strain, the collar bit her neck and she  pressed against every touch of his . . . The soreness, the slick sensitive welts blended pain, pleasure and the pressure . . . She wanted to stop but couldn't  bear the thought . . . He press again and she finally arched her back and strained . . . And whimpered at the praise of her master  . . . She was rewarded for twisted posture with him fingering her clit and pressing hard on the closest welt. . . . He continued until she cried out and tried to close her legs around his hand . . . He pressed and fingered her again, she cried out louder yet and then relaxed her legs . . .

He turned her on her side and she drew her legs up and felt the sticky pain and the hard bruised pulse between her legs . . .  Her muscles were both soothed and sore, the sensation she'd felt after a massage she would have had.

She closed her eyes and opened them a bit later as he released her arms and stood her.   She pet his cock with her hand and he led her again to the shower, had her spread her legs and cheeks as he rinsed her off with the hand wand.   Wrapped again in a clean robe, she was cuffed with her hands in front and put on her leash  . . . And led out of the bedroom.   She snuggled close and giggled as she felt  between the two robes and fingered the soft head of his cock.

She pushed away the reality of the little café' and clung to him as the song finished . . . A pause , and she flushed and held his head in her hands and kissed  . . . And kissed him as  "Baby I Need Your Lovin' " played  . . . Her heart bled, and stabbed her deeply . . . flooded with images and thoughts  . . .she held him tighter and kissed him again  . . .slowly and ashamed . . . She felt for him and brushed tears from her eyes as he held her tightly . . .

She shrank and held close to him . . . He removed her from the spotlight and confined her in the corner of their booth . . . She made herself smaller and sighed when he covered her in his arms in the dimmer light.   She made her fist clinging to his shirt and nuzzled against him . . .helpless and wanting safety from the exposure.  She snuggled closer listening to the last of the song . . . And turned her face towards him for his kiss . . . And again reached and held his head in her hands . . . Then whispered "my love"  . . .

Home finally and she felt secure again in the open room . . .she shed her clothes immediately for the comfort of nudity and being his pleasure again . . .she needed to be his object and female . . . Kneeling nude with her hands behind her, she opened herself to her master, welcoming the strict consequences of her duty . . . 

She sighed as he raised her then pushed her onto their bed and spread her legs  . . . She gripped a pillow as he stripped then removed his belt  . . .she spread her legs wide and whimpered for attention as he took the leather belt and struck her cunt . . . She twisted and raised her hips to the second, third and fourth strikes . . .she cried out, and braced herself for the next three hard strikes . . .and shuddered when two more hit her clit . . .

She felt the cool air of the room and the empty feeling between her legs when he stopped and tied her wrists above her head . . . She arched her back as he briefly sucked her nipples, and then whimpered when he abandoned her . . .  Properly bound he pushed her legs further apart and she raised her hips to five hard blows from the belt on her cunt . . . She drifted in the sensation of pain and honey . . .aching for the next five . . .

She anticipated each pulse of the pain  . . . Moaning when she felt him spread her cheeks and  push a large glass dildo into her . . .she twisted and pushed until she felt the head slip into and open her ass . . .  She whimpered again as her ankles were pulled back and secured . . . Her cunt and ass exposed and spread wide, she cried out with five more strikes with the belt against her cunt . . . Delicious pulses of heat surged and she felt the flow between her legs . . . She dreampt again and slipped further  . . . Five more hard blows of the belt  tossed her on the waves of sin and pleasure . . .she let out her breath and a low moan that she knew her master waited for . . . And moaned again at the first kisses she felt between her thighs . . .

He opened her cunt and she dripped for his pleasure as his tongue caused her to pull hard against her bindings and spread her legs further apart . . . She made a sweet sweet promise and opened her mouth   . . . And he continued by putting his lips around her clit and sucking harshly . . . She promised sincerely and again opened her mouth  . . . He bit her labia harshly, kissing her thighs and sucking her clit again till she shivered . . .

He tightened her restraints to an extraordinary point and opened her more . . .she pressed to expose herself more  . . .she promised, she swore and tried to open her cunt to him . . . She swore again and begged . . . Surrendered to whatever pleasure he desired . . . She received five more very very harsh strokes and shuddered again . . .

It ended as quickly as it began . . .he released her and she spun in the emptiness  . . .a freefall of sensation . . . She cried and cried again . . .loudly . . .the freedom chilling her and taking her away from her security . . . She turned quickly at finding his arms and clung to him . . . She guided his hand between her legs and took her hand on his to massage her soreness . . . She buried herself under him . . . And pressed his hand harder against the raw soreness of her labia and clit. . .

He did not fuck her or cum . . .she whispered his needs  . . .then drifted sore and sizzling to sleep as she scooted against him .  . .

In the night  . . .she awoke to soft kisses on her breasts and his cock pushing between her thighs . . .she encouraged him sleepily and bit her lip as he pushed into her cunt . . . She felt the kisses against her neck and his cock stab her to the hilt . . . She fucked him as he fucked her . . . She wept as he fucked her sweetly and for a long long time . . . She returned his kisses and made herself soft and  . . .open and feminine . . .he made love and pushed and pushed as he came and filled her . . .and came again and she felt the warm flow  . . .  She kissed and kissed him . . .his neck, his face . . .then pushed him to his back and spread his legs and licked and sucked his cock until he was sated  . . . She snuggled next to him then ran hand across his stomach and began fondling his balls . . .  She gripped his balls as he turned and took her in his arms  . . . Unable to wipe her tears, he kissed her and she felt his cum run between her lips . . .