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RogueKnight -> For bubbles (8/16/2004 7:24:20 PM)
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For bubbles, you know who you are ....smile.....
Bubbles walked determinedly if not confidently to the reservations desk of the Greenbrier Hotel. She felt she could feel the stares and the knowing glances, they seemed so real, but at the same time she knew she was just imagining this. In fact, to any that might have noticed she was just another guest. At the reservations desk she inquired of her reservation. It had been made in her name the previous day. All was in order and bubbles was soon following the bellhop to her suite.
It was happening so quickly, only yesterday she had answered her door to be handed the special delivery envelope. Puzzled she had opened it, a bit apprehensive at first and then a smile and sense of relief, it was from her new Master -
Bubbles
I need you. I want you. You will go the Greenbrier Hotel at 7pm tomorrow evening. A reservation in your name awaits you.
Master
Bubbles stood and looked around the suite, to her right double french doors led to the bedroom, in front of her the living area and on the coffee table a large bouquet of roses stood beside a silver ice chalice holding a bottle of champagne. Completing the setting were two crystal flutes and a magnificently gift wrapped package .... and another envelope.
Bubbles
You are to disrobe. You will open your gift and wear the contents. You will sip champagne and await your Master. Upon my arrival you will "assume your position" kneeling, back arched to accentuate your bosom with hands clasped behind your back.
Master
Smiling to herself bubbles disrobed and after placing her clothing in a closet she struggled to open the champagne, startling herself with the sudden "pop" of the cork and then quickly wrapping the steward's towel around the bottle to catch the overflow before finally filling her flute. The initial taste was curt and impertinent and a bit tart to the tongue but it quickly opened to a smooth and sumptuous flavour, the tiny bubbles tickling her nose and palate. Sitting on the sofa she picked up her gift and carefully began to unwrap it. Inside was a supple black leather collar with an intricately engraved buckle. Smiling, bubbles placed it around her neck and fastened it. It felt so right, and she smiled as a wave of contentment flowed over her. Bubbles leaned back, sipping from her flute and contemplating how quickly things had advanced from unexpectedly meeting her Sir, to infatuation, to her collaring and finally promises of obeisance and servitude.
The sun was beginning to set now and a sunset began to blanket the horizon. The view from the room was spectacular. The champagne was now beginning to take effect and bubbles smiled and giggled to herself.
The front door opened and her Master stepped into the room. Bubbles immediately fell to her knees, her eyes downcast, arching her back and clasping her hands behind her. Master strode confidently to her, "hello pet, what a good li'l subbie you are," he said as his fingers ran lightly through her hair and he lightly caressed her cheek. Then bending to whisper in her ear, " Are you Daddy's li'l slut?". "Yes, Daddy, I am yours" bubbles blushed as she thrilled at the soft timbre of his voice.
Reaching into his pocket he retrieved a long black satin scarf which he then placed over bubbles' eyes deftly securing it tightly behind her head. Bubbles thrilled at the loss of this sense and at the inklings of what was to come. "Come with me, bubbles," he directed as he gently lifted her to her feet and then standing behind her carefully guided her through the french doors and into the bedroom. A massive canopy bed occupied one corner of the room adjacent to a small sitting/reading area near the entrance to the ensuite. Another bouquet of flowers had been placed on the dressing table and its subtle scents filled the room. Candles in small glass vases were strategically placed about the room. Master continued to guide bubbles towards the bed. "On your back, pet. Arms above your head, legs apart" he whispered in her ear. Bubbles lay down upon the bed as she was directed and again thrilled as supple leather cuffs were placed around her ankles and wrists and she was secured upon the bed to await her Master's pleasures.
Master quietly moved about the room, lighting the lavender scented candles and closing the heavy velvet drapes causing flickering shadows to dance on the walls as the warm ambiance and gentle scent began to fill the room. Bubbles was unaware of all of this but she could sense the change and soon the lavender scent gently washed over her and she began to tremble with anticipation. She pulled at her restraints but she was firmly positioned and unable to do much but twist and turn. Her budding arousal was apparent as her nipples were pert and erect, the moisture of her pussy glistened in the candlelight and her breathing began to be heavy as her heart raced.
Master sat beside her on the bed ... softly caressing her and occasionally bending to gently kiss her, first upon the lips and then trailing little kisses down her throat and to her breasts, pausing to kiss and suckle upon each engorged nipple. Lightly biting and tugging upon each and watching her little grimaces and smiling at her soft moans. Then one hand began to trail down slowly across her tummy towards her waiting pussy. "You will not cum without permission, pet. Do you understand?". "Yes, Sir this one will not come until you allow her." Smiling, his hand gently cupped her pussy, resting to feel the heat and the moistness on his palm. He then gently parted her lips and ran his finger between them, coating it in her femininity and then gently rolling her clit between his thumb and finger. Bubbles arched her back and moaned and thrust her pussy towards him. She wanted ... needed penetration. But Master slowly and deliberately played her pussy, gradually taking her higher and higher. She thrashed on the bed now, "please Sir, please I need it .... please" Master tugged and rolled her clit some more before drawing his finger back down between her now slippery lips and then spreading her little petals gently inserted it ... slowly ... just the tip ... then to the knuckle and then with a final tiny thrust fully inserting it into her eager pussy. Bubbles back arched upwards again, she thrust her pussy at him ... wanting more, needing more ... she tossed and turned ... "please give it to me."... Master began to finger her, thrusting in and out, varying his tempo playing her like an instrument taking her ever higher. "Fuck for me, pet, show me how you need it. Show Daddy what a li'l slut you are." Bubbles could feel her orgasm growing, her toes curled and she clenched her teeth, trying to hold back .... Master watched and then stopped. He watched ... seeing her begin to pull back from the precipice. He again gently caressed her, whispering "what a good li'l subbie slut you are. You are making Daddy very happy".
He again kissed her on the lips, and her globes filled his hands and he pinched and tugged at her erect nipples. Her arousal began anew. His tongue washed over her clit and she cried aloud. He pulled at it with his teeth and his tongue swirled over and around while a finger slid easily into her wet pussy. He fingered her and tasted her as she convulsed and thrashed upon the bed. Her moans and scent of arousal filled the room and again she felt her orgasm begin. Again, her Master stopped and waited and then lightly caressed her once again.
This time she felt the cold as it lightly rested on her clit. The sudden "bzzzzzzz" startled her but the vibrations tingling through her clitoris produced an instant reflex as again her pussy thrust upwards and she screamed. Master laughed at his li'l slut's reactions and ran the vibrator between her lips and then between her petals and slowly inserted it into her now drenched pussy. He began to thrust it in and out, over and over. Bubbles began to match the upward thrust of her pussy to the cadence of his fucking. She moaned uncontrollably now ... perspiration beaded on her forehead as she drifted into semi-dreamland fully consumed by the sensations emanating from her pussy. Over and over he fucked her, periodically bending to swirl his tongue over her hard li'l nubbin. Once more she was at the brink, struggling to retain control. " Don't you cum, slut!" Bubbles clenched her tiny fists and clenched her teeth as she fought to hold back the orgasm racing towards her pussy. Again, he stopped and waited and watched.
Bubbles moaned at the light sensation of something gently trailing over her clit. It tickled her clit as over and over it was dragged over her pussy. And then Master flicked his wrist causing the small single tail to lash across her aroused pussy. Bubbles screamed aloud as again he flicked his wrist and again the small leather whip lashed over her cunt. She was awash in pleasure and pain and her pussy lips were puffed and her clit swollen and sensitive as over and over he whipped her pussy. Just hard enough to turn pain into pleasure but not to agonize. She was now somewhere else lost in the sensations, unaware of the actions of the moment. She felt the heat, the power and then with a single thrust he was in her, filling her with his manhood. Fully buried he paused to enjoy the convulsions of her cunt all along his shaft as she screamed and tried to fuck. He waited feeling the tiny contractions along his cock and then he began .... pulling back and thrusting .... and back again .... teasing her and filling her. "Can you feel it's power, pet?" "Oh, yes my Sir ... give it to me ... give it to me ... give it to me" she mumbled as she responded to his rhythm and his cadence. His fucking sped up ... fucking her now forcefully ... a base instinct driving him .... not lovemaking now but base fucking ... over and over ... he drove into her. She tossed her head from side to side and her pussy reached up to accept him. Her orgasm began as a slight tingling and increased in intensity with each stroke. It raced towards her core and he reached down and pulled away the blindfold ... "look into my eyes slutbaby", he demanded and as her eyes met his, she knew his power and his complete and uncompromising ownership as he filled her with his seed and she cried aloud ... over and over .... Master.....Master .....Master.
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