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LunaBlu3 -> lions den part 2: (2/7/2015 11:06:12 AM)
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I’m on my knees on the floor of her dungeon. The lighting is so dim I can just make out the array of implements lining the walls. I am on red alert waiting for her return, every sound makes my heart pump a little harder in my chest, accompanied by the intoxicating smell of leather leading my body towards that state of pure arousal. It was my first night at The Lions Den, and I wasn’t sure if she would break me into her world with a bang or ease me in gently. The place was a haven, a building deceivingly large on the inside, a maze of rooms fit to indulge your every fantasy, just waiting for you to step inside.
I was snapped promptly out of my daydream by the sound of her heels rhythmically approaching from the corridor. The door swung open and she came into my vision once more. She was darkness and seduction In person, medusa, athena and my black queen . she stood a little before me, not saying a word and I dared not speak either. “Aren’t you going to say good evening to your Mistress?” Her sharp tone was music to my ears, filling the silence with the most luxurious sound. “Good evening Mistress” I tried not to let her hear the nerves in my voice, but given her response was a satisfied chuckle I’m guessing I didn’t do too well.
“so, Luna. Have you knelt here for me with your back nice and straight?” She came to my level and pulled my chin up with the tip of her finger so my eyes had no choice but to meet hers. “Yes Mistress. ..” I was already lost I’m the dark sea I was staring into. “Good girl” she cooed, and then she did something I would never have expected. She kissed me, so delicately. As soon as I could begin to take in her lips on mine they were gone again, replaced with a menacing animalistic stare. I was relishing in the intimacy of the action when she forced a material gag around my mouth and tied it tightly at the back of my head. She was behind me in seconds, securing my hands behind my back. They were cuffs that gave me no give whatsoever, and it was more than easy to force my face down onto the stone floor.
“Face down arse up, just perfect.” She tapped her cane sharply against the backs of my legs and I parted them slightly as qued. She moved the attention of her cane to my clit. Hitting it centrally just enough to create a gradual tingling heat. She was so relentless, it wasn’t long before I was writhing with every swift tap. “I’ve been so nice, paying you all of this attention. But my cane gets really upset if she’s not used properly. So I must use her properly. You must learn not to react like a slut with any attention you receive so let’s kill two birds, shall we?” I heard the cane cut through the air and meet with my delicate skin. I nearly jumped out of of it. She unleashed she most sadistic hearty laugh before dragging me back to position by my hair. “You will take six. Move again and it goes up so bite down on your gag and find a way to take it.”
I did, I had to. She moved perfectly, made me yelp every time but she never hit the same spot twice, and this heat I feel now is worth every fiery stroke. She dragged her nails across my brand new stripes, down my thighs making me move into her. “Stay there.” I couldn’t see where she went but she wasn’t gone long, and when she returned she meant business. She spanked me hard, on the sensitive curve of my ass, before pushing herself deep inside of me. I could feel both her hands on my hips and even the thought of this magnificent woman fucking me like the slut I am was driving me crazy.
She fucked me slowly, pushing into me hard and every time I heard her smile as my muffled cries echoed out. I pushed against her, willing her to pound me, willing her to give in. “You are so desperately horny aren’t you Luna. Mistress won’t let you cum so quickly! You have to earn it properly. I want to be everywhere Luna, inside all of you. I want to feel you try and pull your beautiful striped ass away from me and my vibrator pushes it’s way inside and makes you squeal.” She was holding me by the hair, still smashing into me and I was genuinely at the point of sexual thrill and submission where I would let her do anything. I almost wanted her to violate me. The feeling was overpowering, me at her mercy . I gasped as I felt the vibrator enter me. It was small, but big enough to render me temporarily shocked. “Relax, you’ll love it, filthy girl” I did love it. I loved that it was dirty, that it was distracting and slightly uncomfortable. But I came here wanting to feel like a dirty little slut, didn’t I, and I came so hard as she worked me, simultaneously.
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