Entering, as is my custom, from the rear... I announce to A/all herin assembled, "It is my wish to perform a scen with my c@ptured slave...!"
*following closely behind my Captain--watching only his boots,knowing i am being watched*
Snapping my fingers... I stride onto the stage... black boots striking wood floor of the stage... and two members of my crew enter behind to "set the stage..."
"Kneel here!" pointing to the center of the stage.
*feeling my body flush with anticipation..pulling at the torturous fabric my body has been wrapped in. This world is new to me; only my Captain is familiar*
*sliding down onto my knees, only now letting my hazel eyes begin to explore the lowest shadows of the room*
Meanwhile ... two members of my crew... nymphs wearing nothing but this strands of leather around their waists... with different colored feathers hanging off the tips... signalling different levels of training... prepare the stage...
*hearing movement on the stage, knowing I must not look.. not yet..*
To the left... my heavy treasure chest... on wheels, which are locked into place... my Captain's chair... a table with candles, incense... and a gold carving of an exotic snake...
To the right... leather manacles for wrists and neck and ankles... rope... and bottles of oils, potions and fragrance...
*my heart beats faster in my chest; I feel as though I am hunted still..a smile plays on the corner of my mouth*
*smelling the same exotic spices now in the air that perfume the Captain I feel myself grow even more excited..*
The crew has finished quickly... and they kneel... one on each side of the trunk... settling quickly into position... like feline statues... calling no more attention to themselves than the furniture... "c@ptured, present yourself to A/all assembled here...!"
*my soft nipples begin to scrape the rough material-I cannot bring myself to move..*
*unsure, I let my long sunstreaked hair down a bit..I gladly slip from the tormenting dress and bear my naked body to A/all, most importantly my Captain- arching my back to offer my breasts up to him-my hazel eyes searching the shadows still*
Present yourself, my c@ptured slave! Apologizing to A/all... "She is unchooled in our customes... but, as you will see, she is pure energy... and will surely please you!"
Please tell the A/assembled the following...1) What are your limits?
2) What are your special pleasures?
3) What are your dark desires?
Are you prepared to explore uncharted waters where the boundaries between pleasure and pain, adoration and himiliation... blur ... and then disappear... seeking through exquisite torture to open a doorway into ecstasy...?
*unsure in what my Captain demands from me- I stand- stretching my muscled body out before Y/you, looking like an animal in movement- anxious and fighting to understand..I cannot help but to pace a bit. Light glistens on my tanned skin, I offer up my body to A/all- rubbing at my breasts, down my stomach ,curving back along my hips to my firm ass..looking once to my Captain to see if I please him*
i do not know my limits,Captain..i find my pleasure in pleasing You..*s* in being pushed farther and farther..i want You to leave your mark on me *not bringing myself to look away from the shadows*
You may look at me when speaking to me until I instruct you otherwise, slave! "I understand that you have brought me some gifts and stored them in my trunk. Show me what you have brought for me, slave?" Sitting in my Captain's chair... waiting...
*moving quickly to the trunk, I crouch before it- peering in to find what painpleasure tools i have brought to offer*
I have brought this, Captain..*setting a bone handled knife with a fine blade down upon the wooden floor* and I have this...*smiling as I pull out a viscious leather strip, cracking it once to amuse myself* and these..*from a pouch I pour smooth beads into my hand, ranging in size from a pea to a quarter* That is all I have, my Captain..
Go to the table now and put the leather manacles on your hands and ankles... and the collar on your neck... then return to center stage and placing your hands behind your head... prepare to be bound.
* rushing to the table eagerly- adorning my scarred wrists and ankles with the leather manacles..closing my eyes as I fasten the collar tightly around my neck- I feel the fire grow in me, i cannot help but smile- i turn back and position myself on the stage, waiting gleefully to be bound*
His c@ptured slave is ready... and he approaches her... with a delicious, evil grin... and with the expretise of an experience seaman...I efficintly attach your manacles to the stretch bars on the floor and hanging from the ceiling... until you is spread eagle before me... and fully exposed.
* feeling the cool air caress my exposed body helps my body to relax- to settle into the position..being exposed before my Captain and the room only fuels my fire; I buck the straps only for a moment*
Unclasping the flogger attached to his leather belt with one hand... and picking up the vicious leather strip that she brought in his left hand... he stands before her... ready to see if she is prepared to live up to her brave words!
*I long to watch the Captain and his preperations, but in efforts to prolong this precious uncertainty, I close my eyes-my ears take the place of them, helping me to anticipate what pleasures lie ahead*
The first blow... an overhead strike from right hand to right breast... is followed quickly by a crossing blow... left hand to left breast... and quickly a rhythm is established... as your breasts quickly turn pink...
* the strikes catch me offguard- I yelp loudly and recoil for a moment- only to push my breasts out to him for another leather kiss..*
With a signal known only to Captain V and his crew... one of the nymphs presses a button on the chest... serving also as consol... and the undulating sounds of The Doors' "Riders on the Storm" accompanies my whipping... and seems to spur me on to give you more. and... more... as I watch your eyes for sigs of your true response...
* feeling my nipples burn;the skin on my tender chest throb- I open my tearing eyes- to smile at my Captain* yess..
*I cannot control myself completely, my naked body writhes and bucks in its restraints- loving the firey licks from the leather..wanting more*
As you arch your back and push your breasts outward to greet the kiss of leather... I find myself inspired to whip your breasts harder than I had planned... so early on... and pink breasts are replaces by red, as if your breasts were blushing... and even traces of purple... early bruising seems to appear... and yet you continue to lean into the blows... sweat begins to form on my brow...
*I yelp and howl but lean in deep for more, stealing glimpses of You-sweating,laboring for my pleasure- i feel myself begin to cum..looking at the incredible purple stripes down my breasts, proud that you would mark my body*
And now... to the beat of sultry orgasn rifts... the blows turn into a kind of dance... and with the return of the waves... like the turning of the tide... I do gradually begin to ease the pace and force of the blows... and what is this I see... a look of disappointment?
Moving aside for a moment... walking toward the chest... I want you to have an opportunity to display your whipped breasts to the room...
* feeling the rhythm slow I look frantically to my Captain, have I diappointed him? or will I be given a different pleasure..*
*looking out at the shadowy faces in the room, I again arch my back to force my battered breasts out- proud of the blood kisses forming under my golden skin- I close my eyes and smile to myself, knowing the room can see me growing wetter and i am helpless!*
Now from behind, I begin to administer the same kind of whipping to your ass and to your back and to the tenderest skin on the back of your legs... watching closely to see if you lean into these blows as well...?
*straining against the restraints to offer my firm cheeks up to you- wanting you to punish my flesh..leaning out to expose the delicate skin of my back..begging for more pleasure from Your hot leather tongue*
*smiling out into the shadows; my whole body consumed by fire-in my skin and in my mind- all of me wanting*
the skin on your back, on your ass cheeks, on your thighs apprears to me as a work of art... the colors... the lines... heat matching heat... passion emerging in the flames of desire...!
*my whole body seems to be aglow in this shadowy room-aching from your touch but still wanting more!*
Always leave them wanting more...! I stand before you now, holding up the strand of beads you have brought, "And what could these be for?"
*smiling at you; feeling my body tremble a bit- hoping to answer your question with actions not my ill fitting words. *
*licking my lips and catching your eyes, only for a moment..wrestling against the leather straps, trying to show you my anticipation and appetite for such painpleasures!*
You speaks a different tongue... but I understand your body language! Bringing the handle of my flogger to your lips, I want you to show these good people your oral talents!
*I cannot help but voice the want and desire roaring inside me; closing my eyes, I whisper into the shadows* Captain!
*letting the handle slide back into my throat, licking it gently as if it were part of You..taking it back as far as the handle will fit..*
*pulling my head back, I lick longingly at the very end of the handle- toying with the ridges with my hungry tongue- then sliding the shaft of it back-slowly..my punished nipples growing still harder..*
With fingers on your chin, I push your face upward, as I drive the handle deeper and deeper... and deeper into your throat... showeving off your great talent... proving to others what you have already shown me... you have no gag reflex...!
*opening my eyes wide to enjoy showing my talents, seeing the reactions- casting a sideways glance at the attentive nymphs- flushing again with pride and pleasure..*
Now I press the handle of the flogger, wet with your saliva, against the opening of your asshole... pressing it forward as you lean back against the shaft...
*I stretch the length of my strong body out in my bound position- anxious and eager-wanting to make my Captain as proud as i*
*biting my lip ans I feel the handle slide in-wet and warm- I cannot help but to moan as it goes in deeper..leaning back against it lustfully*
The handle slides in easily to the hilt, so easily that I twist the handle clockwise to rub the leather against the innder walls of your dark channel. The whip strands hanging down look exactly like a tail!
Now I hold the beads above your mouth, watch you suck them in with your tongue...
*I cry out in unexpected pleasure, opening my eyes wide and breathing in the sweet perfume- I shiver under your touch and can feel my thighs now growing warmer and wet*
*sucking the beads- making sure I get each one smooth and slippery with my saliva- stealing a glimpse ito your blue eyes- watching you see me tongue the beads*
Swallowing the beads so fully unto your throat... like a sword sawalloer... or fire eater... I am afraid for a monte... that I will lose them... my I draw them out of your throat... as I will withdraw them later from deep within your pussy!
Kneling now before you, I spead your cunt lips wide, inserting two, then three fingers, I let you hump my hand as cunt juice drips into my palm...
*the fire in the whip lashes has subsided- leaving a satisfying sting behind..it feels as if all of my hot passions have come together in a tumultuous blend of wanting, pain and ecitement in my glistening pussy..*
Now, inserting the beads... one by one... I shove the whole strand deep into your cint, leaving one bead on the outer lips... to pull later... when the time is right.
From my kneeling position, I notice the knife you put there earlier... it is razir sharp... light glinting off the blade...
*turning my face up toward the ceiling, moaning in sastifaction at the long awaited touch-feeling my hair spill down around my shoulders- my body writhing and grinding against your fingers*
Beginning on your belly just below the navel, I press the blade against your flesh... drawing lines as if tracing a secret map to a hidden treasure... my pressure enough to intend the flesh... not to cut it... unless you make a move... intentionally or by accident... into the blade...
*looking you deep in the eyes as I lean forcefully on to the blade- the only reaction being my widening smile as I help draw a red line across my stomach..turning and rising to meet the lustful blade- hoping to give it a piece of me*
*the cold steel feels divine against my skin! i can't help but to writhe closer, longing for another stinging kiss from it*
... as my (your) blade slices its way along a gentle stream of blood toward your pouting cunt lips...
*as my senses heighten, I feel the beads in my pussy- achingly still- for a moment I even fight the restraint in effort to pleasure myself*
*In my mind I imagine fucking the knife- wondering which would win out..pleasure or pain..I look at you, showing you with my eyes how much pleasure you bring to me and how I long to do the very same for you!*
... knife blade ... like steel cock... life blood driving your lust... maintaining the precision of a surgeon... or artist... I let the blade slice deft stripes across your cunt lips and your clit...
*I cry out and recoil for a minute- realing in the sudden and intense feeling..trembling I ease my pussy back slowly to the steel- now colored by my juices..*
Now... holding the tip of the blade at the entrance of your pussy, I look up at your eyeslooking down at me... and just knowing that if asked you would accept the blade and fuck it like my cock... is enouth... and flipping the knife over, I slde the handle into your pussy, mixing with the beads, and the blade sticks out of you... as if you had a steel cock!
*biting my lip, shuttingmy eyes- I lean in again to the knife- as if studying the exact moment that pain was transformed into pleasure (like lead into gold) *S**
*moaning in delight at the reward of the handle in my hungry pussy- my excitement is raw and I buck again in my exposed position-gasping happily for more perfumed air*
Standing now within an inch of your body... feeling its heat... its excitement... I reach up to unclasp your wrists from the bar... You seem disappointed... It's not over yet... is it?
"No... we're not finished quite yet. We want you to cum like you're never cum before, don't we?" Turning my back and walking back toward the chest... "I am disappointed in one thing, though, my captured slave... do you know what that is?
*trusting in you that my fire will be quenched- in the ways that you see fit..*
*my heart pounding hard in my stretched chest-my eyes growing hot with tears..How have I dissappointed you??*
You have failed to bring fire... but no matter... what kind of captain would I be if I had not come prepared...?
*my feelings mixing- excitement in contrast to my feeling of failure- the only thing shining through is my intense desire*
Finding in the trunk a secret panel, I remove several large candles... blue and red... and a box of waterproof matches... Do you know what I have freed your wrists?
*shaking my head quickly- No, I don't know what you are asking of me! show me! *S**
*tempted while left alone with free hands to induldge myself! a sly smile plays across my face*
The only true manacles are "mind forg'd manacles..." With your hands free, you can push the fire away... if you wish... or you can participate in your own transformation... holding your own breasts to receive the heat... you can push the flame away from your pussy... or open yourself to welcome it into yourself...
Striking a match, I light both candles... the lue and the red... and allow the flame to melt the wax... holding the candles before your eyes... so you can prepare yourself for what is to come...
*smiling at you- cupping my purple kissed breasts up tightly-*
*looking lustfully at the building pools of wax..*
Watching your eyes from behind the flames... I smaile as you cup your bruised breasts... offering them to me...
Tipping the candles now, we both watch as the first drops of hot wax splash into your sore and aching (from the whipping) and aching (for more pain/pleasure) breasts...
*my body reverberates with sudden pleasure from the wax- I watch intensely the wax spilling down my darkened nipple, and then look to you for more..*
An artist in differnt mediums... the blade and blood... the flame and wax... I begin to draw patterns with the red and blue wax... as I bring the flame steadily downward... past eye level... toward your flesh...
*I toy with the idea of asking for one of the candles- so I can show you just how much I can take and how much I enjoy the burning wax kisses*
When the flames are at the same level as your moth... you open your mouth to receive hot wax on your tongue... as a slut who wants cum on her mouth... opens wide to receive... showing her eagerness to please...
*my hand runs down my stomach and to my tortured pussy- I feel my fingers pulling back the outer lips and exposing myself to You even more*
You know how to tell me to stop... lowering the flame toward your flesh, that is, and I am ready at any moment for you to say the word... but until or unless you do... I am watching your eyes!
*taking the wax into my mouth and imagining it is Your hot cum- I run my tongue against my lips..showing You I still hunger!*
*bracing myself against the burn-my mind searching for the word to stop- a smile plays across my face, I remember it, but will not need it!*
The flame itself touches the wax around your nipples, remelting it... even for a second igniting a new flame... and you... appear to be in a trance...and would be happy if I set your breasts on fire!
*looking back into your eyes- imagining he candle gains it's beauty and ability to burn so passionately from You..wanting to show you that I have not yet found my limits*
*my breasts are on fire! my whole body burns-from the inside or the outside- it feels the same! Urgent and intense!*
Now drawing the wax down along your belly, continuing the artistic patters... I approach your pussy with my hot love... as your hands stretch your cunt lips open... for easy access...!
*admiring the markings you have left on my body- branding me your slave..at least for now*S* I lean back to offer you all of me*
You are beautiful...! In the zone where there is no such thing as pain, no such thing as pleasure... only sensation! And you are cuming around the beads in your pussy, and the handle of your knife still shove in up to the hilt... and you are coming an anal orgasm... around the handle of the whip withat has been there so long it seems to be part of your anatome...!
Thus the wax on your cunt lips... like liquid drops of ecstasy... as now you take the candle in my hands with your own free hands... and to force the flame into you... and I am now the one resisting...!
*loving the pain of their presence because I know the pleasure of their release!*
*looking into your eyes- thinking that you don't trust me with myself! *S* I guide your hands closer-wanting the wax, the flame, your hands..all of you- everything- to be part of me!*
To save you... for another day... for me... and another day... I blow out the candles and se them aside...
*turning to you- a bit bewildered..fearing you are leaving me so hungry..knowing I will be satisfied by nothing but YOU*
Now fucking your asshole with the handle of the flogger, and fucking your cunt with the handle of the knife... I bring you to the edge of orgasm... and back... at least three times...!
*moaning and wiggling- wild with pleasure and relief- moving with you- offering up my whole body to you, to be fucked and used *S*
Now... easing the knife handle out of your pussy... it falls to the floor... I reach into wrap my forefinger around the beads inserted deep inside you... and at the same time fuck your asshole hard with the whip until you beg me to allow you to cum...
*holding my breasts still warm from the wax- lovingly stroking my tired nipples..*
Tell me when you are ready...
* panting and wriggling- driven mad with the promise of such a climax- I look longingly to you, knowing you must see how badly I want this- i can cry out only two words* Please Captain!
oh please captain!
*I can feel myself teetering on the edge of a complete surrender to otherwordly bliss!*
You may come, slave... NOW!
*my entire body bucking forward- collapsing on to you- crying out, moaning, and yelping- saying the only word that has brought me comfort in my captivity* CAPTAIN!!!
*I repeat it like a mantra as the waves of passion shake my body and mind*
oooohhh Captain!
Wave... after wave... breaks across the bow... until... at last... you are spent. Unclasping your ankles, I signal to my crew to clean up quickly and to "break down the set." Attaching a leash to my captured slave's collar, we bow to A/all, and I lead her out of the Nest and back to my ship...
*going*
