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After Adera has finished her very bold and teasing lap dance, I make my way from the AB&G , using the secret pool room passageway,  to the dungeon Tango had told me was mine for one night...  I listen outside the door and can hear  the Dwarfs teasing  Jayc and his little yelps of protest and pleadings to let him be.

I smile to myself, given the chance, those dwarfs can be little terrors.  I say a slight prayer of thanks that I chose Covems, as well as Jayc, for my stage performance at Tight’s party. It’s a good thing to stay in  their Master’s good books , and he did seem pleased with my very attentive  blow job   .

I open the door and see Jayc all bound up in the chair.  He is naked except for his boxer shorts and the black hood still on, fixed round his neck with a collar and lead.

The dwarfs are around him. He has a vibrator on full blast placed in between his legs, vibrating on his balls and lower penis.  He has nipple clamps on and every now and then, one of the dwarfs tickles him with a feather duster or flicks a soft whip at him.  Another dwarf  cracks a  folded belt not far from him , just to worry him, not to use on him.  And that is surely working as I see him flinch.

I grin as the dwarfs see me enter and I put my finger to my lips so as not to alert Jayc to my presence.  They nod grinning back at me. I mouth my thanks to them and ask them to leave us. They troop out in a line , piling their toys in my hands as they exit.

At last, I am alone with him.  I go to the chest and  find the items I have requested.Tango is so thoughtful .

Jayc is listening intently  “ Stone?  Stone?  Is that you?   This isn’t funny you know...   Stone?”

I don’t answer him,  remembering the terror when I thought  Scary Bear was going to Dominate me not all that long ago in the office of the AB&G ... the terror,  the thought of how big Bear was compared to me...,  and the worry that Jayc  didn’t know where I was,  what Bear’s intentions  were,  the knowledge he was experienced with subs and slaves  and he was a Master, tied helpless on that desk... 

Oh  Jayc deserves  this.. and I am going to milk it to the end.

 I begin to undress and  place a black leather , studded basque on, that pushes my breasts up but leaves them naked & exposed.  I pick up some wrist and forearm bracers , tying them in place and putting high healed shoes on.  I put some black lacy panties on.  I touch up my make up, elegant , confident, sexy..  I check the bathroom, smiling ...

I return to the main room and look in the wall mirror behind the trussed up Jayc, hardly recognising myself but then I grin...   this is different and this is going to be so much fun.....

Bound and stripped to my shorts im a little alarmed at the rough treatment at the hands of these  little devils. The hood placed back on my head the room gets quiet. “guys”?   “Get the gimp” Grumpy says gruffly……….”but the gimp is sleeping” Doc responds. Even in my predicament I can’t help but laugh. My laughter stops as unknown hands fix a collar around my neck.
Suddenly I am jolted by many hands tickling………is that a feather? Then the whine of a vibrator near my ear, then pushed between my legs. Oh my god she wouldn’t ……….she better not……….please no, “guys, how much did she pay you? “ now im hearing loud cracks of a mean sounding whip. Then one of the sawed off bastards puts nipple clamps on me! “not cool guys “  I mutter to no Dwarf in particular.
The room grows quiet again then the sound of shuffling feet and a door closing. I get a whiff of lavender and just know Stone is in the room. In my best Hannibal Lecter voice “good evening Stone, as you can see im tied up at the moment”…………………..silence…nothing……….well that didn’t work……maybe I am alone.

I stifle a giggle at Jayc’s Hannibal Lecter joke and  take some scissors.

I  let the cool point trail down Jayc’s chest and I cut a hole in his briefs  holding his semi hard cock. His cock and balls fall out of the gaping hole. It seems  he likes the vibrator nestling against him , sending  the strange buzz along his cock. I move the dildo against his now naked balls and cock. Watching intently  at his reaction.

Jayc cocks his head to one side,  “ Stone “ ?    He is unsure if it is me or one of the dwarfs.  I am quite enjoying this uncertainty in him.

Silently, I circle his cock, nudging and teasing him intimately with the buzzing toy. Then up to his belly button and clamped nipples, I pull the clamps off gently and take the dildo to his mouth over  the black hood, tracing the contours of his lips slowly. 

I turn the dildo off and throw it on the bed.  I bend and suckle his nipples, licking , sucking and circling his hardened nubs. I suck them to little points slowly and seductively and kissing them softly as I pull away. 

I let my finger trace along his skin seeing  it flicker & react as he feels my touch.

“ Stone,  please say it’s you”  Jayc whispers, fighting the pleasant sensation. He does not want to show any excitement at a dwarfs touch.

 I pull the hood covering his mouth and cut a wide hole to expose his gorgeous lips and move down to kiss him lightly, brushing my lips to his. Then to his ear, I whisper back to him.

“ Of course it’s me baby “   and I snog him , deeply , sexily, &  sense his relief.

He responds as my tongue seductively invades his mouth and we tease each other, deepening the kiss as I cup his head.

“ mmm , God I want you “  he murmurs , straining a little in his binds but to no avail.

“ How much?” I tease,  brushing my lips seductively over his, letting my breath & faint moans tantalise and provoke his naughty thoughts.

“ On the Fuck Mode Scale of 1 to 10 ... right now, right this minute?”  he groans and I move & stand astride him on the chair to tease him more, my pussy lips , covered by the thin material , now level with his face & I grind myself  on his exposed lips, holding his head on me .

He smells my familiar feminine scent and his tongue and mouth suck my labia through the material, pulling them gently into his mouth, tasting and feeling their softness. I groan at his intimate touch and scent him with my wet excitement.

“ 10”  he whispers against my pussy.

I grind some more, enjoying him,  before lowering myself, noticing he is fully erect now.

I lean into him, “ Not enough baby”  and I move away and reach for the scissors.  I cut out some peep holes where his eyes are, very  carefully and pull his head up by the collar so his beautiful blue eyes look into mine.

“ I want higher” and move back so his eyes can sweep over me,  to take in my attire, the leather studded basque,  my pushed up exposed breasts, my peaked and hardened nipples, my wrist bracers,  the suspenders hanging loose underneath my panties and the damp patch forming between my legs as my natural juices seep into the panty fabric. My long shapely legs and black high heeled court shoes.

I turn the music on  selected for this special occasion and put it on repeat ..  " Like a bad girl should "   by The Cramps 

I move back to the bed so he can see me better and stretch out one leg , caressing it for his pleasure. I pick up a sheer black stocking and let it unravel in my hand so it dangles, shaking it a little so the full length falls free.  Then I begin to bunch it up, slowly with my fingers , causing the dangling length to shorten little by little.

Jayc watches, mesmerised by the sexy and burlesque movements , meant to tease him, meant to call out to his raw male spirit and provoke his body and mind to respond to this beautiful female before him.

His erection hardens even more, and he breaks out in a sexually charged heat, flushing with an unsatisfied need.

I bunch the stocking complete and wiggle my toes in and then,  slowly,  unravel the nylon up my leg, making sure, there are no wrinkles and creases.

I reach my upper thigh and then bend to surround my ankle with both hands for one last check , dragging  them up to caress and fondle the length of my leg, along my calf and shin ; around my knee and up to my thigh again.

Satisfied there are no wrinkles, I fasten the tops to the garter and slip my heeled shoe on again. 
 
Then I repeat the whole process again for the other leg.  The bunching, the toe wriggling, the urravelling to cover my leg in the sheer black stocking and the slow seductive wrinkle check , the fondling and caressing  of my leg, the bending to show my curves,my rounded bottom, the dangling of my breasts and the nipples brushing and squashing on my thigh. The long, shapely,  heeled , nyloned, balancing leg.

Then finally fastening the stocking top to the fasteners on the basque itself & slipping on my killer shoe.   My tease is pure practiced perfection.
 
Jayc notes every detail, every curve, liking it all,  and abscent mindedly licks his lips, his breath becoming short little pants......

“Stone, tell me that’s you”  I ask again as the unknown person cuts a hole in the hood near my mouth. To my relief Stone answers, “ Of course it’s me baby “ as she give me a hot kiss. “ mmm , God I want you” is my response. She pushes my head against her panties and asks how bad on a scale from one to ten……….my cock getting excited and my tongue licking her through her wet panties, I quickly say “ten” “not good enough” is her reply.

Pushing my head back she cuts two eye holes in the hood and looks me in the eye and says “I want it higher” higher? I think to myself she said on a scale one to ten but im in no position to discuss semantics. As my eyes adjust to the lighting I can see she has transformed herself into a leather clad temptress.

The Cramps begin to play a song I know very well as Stone sits on the bed in front of me and starts putting on a pair of nylons

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ew95opQ_Et8

I love your ass for bad or worse love your nasty way you curse When you sit down, it's wild how you sit Grind your heel in the ground, the groovy way you spit
Ooh, you look good, ooh, you smell good Ooh, you taste good, like a bad girl should
When I need love, I love how you feel When I need dough, I love how you steal I love your sick way you think The way your perfume makes you stink
Ooh, you look good, ooh, you smell good Ooh, you taste good, like a bad girl should
I love your boots, your fancy clothes Your bouffant hair, your pantyhose I blow a gasket for your pink jellybean Your picnic basket splits my spleen
Ooh, you look good, ooh, you smell good Ooh, you taste good, like a bad girl should
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl, bad, bad, bad, bad girl Bad, bad, bad, bad girl, bad, bad, bad, bad girl Bad, bad, bad, bad girl


As the song plays I am treated to a very erotic and steamy “leg show” as she take her time pulling up and fastening her hose. And her sexy dance is starting to work. Light headed and fully erect. I find myself thinking……………”maybe the scale does go over ten."

I sway to the music and dance in front of Jayc,  letting his eyes sweep  my curves.  He starts from my slender neck,  my  kissable shoulders &  collar bone,  my full ample breasts, pushed up by the basque and protruding, hardened nipples, gently swaying as I move.  The tight basque  asscentuates  my trim waist and the flair of my hips.  My sheer sexy, lacy panties teasing the eye with the shadow of my trimmed pubic hair and whats hidden there.  My long, stocking clad legs and black high heels.

I turn so he can do the same to my back, my long hair plaited and falling down the centre of my back. I reach for it and drape the plait over my shoulder so the kissable bones down the centre on my neck are prominent to his view and the beginnings of my spine before being hidden underneath the sexy basque and lacy fastenings. The back of my shoulders, descending and  following my slender yet full womanly curves.  My rounded buttocks of perfectly placed garters, over my cheeks underneath my lacy black, slightly transparent , panties and then the bared skin at the top of my stockings .  The sexy garters fastening the stockings and the length of my legs to my heels, showing my tight calf muscles in the sexy shoes.

When I am satisfied, he has inspected every curve , I begin to slowly stroke my figure, teasing myself and in the process, teasing him.  Slow, sensuous touching and exploring. I shut my eyes  and allow myself to drown in the sea of sensuality  I am creating and the rhythmic beat of the music.  This is about self pleasure and my special intimate moment being shared with my man.  Knowing he is watching raises my libido, feeling his eyes on me following the trail of my hands and my sweetest of caresses.

I moan as my body responds to my gentle fondling.  I squeeze my breasts causing them to bunch and push together and lick my lips seductively.

Then to the centre of my body  and push down the straight  line  into my panties. I cup my swollen and excited pussy, my blood pulsating in excitement there and I begin to rub and grind.  It feels so good as my body  begins its natural dance of self masturbation.  My feminine juices flood uncontrolled to the area stimulated and leak onto my hand and sensitive labia. My clitoris swells to the teasing of the heal of my hand and I am lost in the sensations.

Jayc watches  mesmerised at the sexualised female before him, the male attraction strengthening at every moan, every tease and his cock fills to bursting point with blood. He throbs, he wants. He tests the bindings but they are soundly fastened keeping him a prisoner in the chair and keeping him a voyeur of the moment.

I am so turned on as I wank a little harder and now feel the need to sit as my legs tremble and weaken, I need to fling them open wide for more stimulation. I withdraw my very wet hand and offer my scent to Jayc’s face. He smells and recognises the strength of my arousal immediately and he moans and growls a little.  His animal instinct coming to the surface.

I move to him, and gently caress his lips with my palm,  smearing my wet heat over his mouth and into the hood covering his nose.  The juices soak and linger into the fabric, teasing his senses. My special Stone scent making my  mark and ensuring  he knows the female in front of him is indeed very very fuckable.

I lean into his ear and whisper ,  “ What’s the mark on the scale now baby?”  nibbling his ear for good effect.
He moans again ... “ 20,  it’s 20,  “  He pants, straining his wrists , wanting to touch me.

I kiss him slow and gentle, tasting my nectar on him.  My hand grips his erection and I smear his leaking precum over his helmet.  Repeating in gentle thumb strokes over his sensitive tip.

“ 30, it’s 30”  He whispers shakily at my touching.

“ I want higher, ....  much higher” I murmur back.

I move down and gentle suckle him.  The taste of his arousal is intoxicating. I lick, I suck, I nibble him. 

" 70.... 80 ..   FUCK   90..... "   he gasps.

And then I leave him, letting him see me roll his taste on my tongue and lips.

Jayc growls   and I sense his strength and the hidden danger  of the lusty animal lurking beneath.

The male beast within him excites me more. It’s  empowering and invigorating being the centre of his carnal desire.  It serves to feed my own female tigress and spurs me on to drive him wilder.

I walk to a nearby chair and place it in front of him and in a good viewing distance.  Then I turn and still in keeping with music , I shimmy my panties down slowly revealing my naked buttocks, bending a little so he can see in between my valley and the pink pussy lips , almost pursed to blow him a kiss. The wetness is evident as they are coated in an attractive sheeny coat .

I spread my ass cheeks, bending lower and look back at him provocatively. I display my puckered little star and open my pussy up for him a bit more to see the promise of the inner pink flesh, very wet, very inviting.  I wiggle to the music and then squirt a little tasty lubrication to add to my  very wet mix there, rubbing and thoroughly glazing that very delectable area.

As I turn round , I pick up the dildo off the bed , switch it on and sit on the chair.

My legs are wide open, my wet pussy displayed for his eyes and I touch myself. I place the dildo within easy reach and using both hands, I open my pussy and explore my furrow and folds.  I touch my clitoris and start to stimulate once more. 

Jayc watches intently as I perform for my own selfish pleasure but in doing so,  the rawness of a female self pleasuring  stirs him , stirring his want , stirring his need to join in  but he can’t, all he can do is watch in a frustrated enjoyment....................

I enjoy taking my time in the brief walk to the room the dwarfs have prepared for me, and I particularly relished the click clack of my heels echoing off the corridor walls.

I had convinced the dwarfs to capture Covems for me and immobilize him in one of the spare dungeons.  As I approach the room, the door opens automatically for me.  “Nice touch.”  I think as I pass through with a smile, and stop to take in the scene.  The room is warm, but dimly lit.  It is the size of an average lounge, sound proofed, ventilated, in the center of the room was a large padded figure X, on its back.

A remote control allows a person to raise or lower the X, there is a piston set into the floor of the dungeon attached to the back of the X.  Consequently it can be raised to table height or lowered to floor level.  At present it was raised about one foot off the floor.  Bound by his ankles and wrists to the X is Covems.  He is stretched, naked, except for a courtesy thong which has been tied around his groin, his head is in a specially designed head rest that protrudes from the middle of the X.  I slowly walk all the way around him.  He has a ball gag in his mouth, he is blindfolded, and his head moves from side to side, following the sound of my heels.  I am all in black, wearing a corset, thong panties, high heels and sheer seamed stockings.

Will Covems be receptive or combative I wonder.  I see he is evenly tanned, and his muscles ripple as he strains against his bonds to follow me around the room.  When I reach the top of his head, I remove the blindfold and his eyes blink open.  Then I take the ball gag out of his mouth.  “Mollie.”  He says.  “I…”

“Shhhhh,”  I say quietly, while holding up the ball gag and pressing a forefinger to his lips.  “If you don’t want this in your mouth, speak only when I tell you to.  Understand?”  Covems nods his head in understanding.

The dwarfs have included a large, comfortable leather chair and a table near the cross.  There are bottles of wine and glasses on the table and tubes of bright red lipstick.  I pour myself a glass of wine then I sit down by Covems’ waist facing him.  I notice him looking at my legs, and ensure that they remain in full view.  I place my fingers on the inside of his thigh and begin talking to him in my deep and husky voice.

“So, you've been a naughty boy.”  I say rhetorically, whilst increasing the pressure with my hands.  “Volunteering me to do things in the forum.  I warned you what might happen if you did that, but you wouldn’t listen.  Nooooo… you wouldn’t listen.  Now look at you.”

Covems says nothing but struggles visibly against his restraints.  I run my fingers lightly across the thong and follow a trail of hair up to his chest.  I allow my fingers to playfully swirl through his chest hair, then my fingers trace back down that trail of hair to the thong, gently scratching him with my nails.

I notice the growing bulge beneath his thong.  “Well, well what have we here?”  I ask trailing my fingers across his growing manhood, and undoing the bow that keeps the thong on.

“Shall we get rid of this?”  I suggest in a soft voice.  I pull the thong away, and toss it on the floor.

“My what a BIG BOY, and such a bad boy.”  My fingers close around his now bulging and throbbing shaft.

It feels so hot and hard in my cool hands.  He is genuinely a big boy, and it is fun to play with it and tease him.  I stop briefly to take a sip of wine from my glass.  I smile to myself as his cock continues to twitch in the absence of my touch.

“What am I to do with you?”  I ask softly.  “You continually misbehave and make mischief, even when I’ve warned you that everyone gets their comeuppance.  You have been a very naughty boy, maybe I should make sure that you behave yourself.”   I cross my legs with a swish of nylon that brings a soft moan from his lips.

I smile, a wicked, sensuous smile, as I slowly trace my long tapered and freshly painted red nails up the underside of his shaft.  As my fingers reach his glands, I gently take him between my thumb and second finger.  I gently glide my fingers forward and back over the head, and judging when the moment is right, toy with the tip with my forefinger.

Covems, simply can't stand it.  Within seconds I have him moaning and gasping.  I skillfully play his body like a musical instrument, taking him to the limit, promising release, hearing him moan, only to release my soft hold, and instead snake my fingers seductively around my wine glass to take a refreshing sip of Chardonnay.

Using my hands and alluring voice I bring him to the brink three times, only to frustrate him at the last minute, holding him firm until the moment passes, thwarting any attempt at satisfaction from him.  Then I make him hard again, and each time he seems marginally bigger than the last.

“Well, are you learning your lesson?”  “Good boys always get a reward, but naughty boys don't.  I wonder which you are now?”  I ask gently fixing his gaze with my eyes.  I listen carefully for the response, knowing the paradox that I have put this strong cowboy in.  “Come on.  Tell me.”

For probably the only time in his life Covems is lost for words.  Then it comes from his lips in a forced and reluctant whisper. “A good boy.”   Almost too soft for me to hear.

“I don't think Mollie heard you.”  I reply forcing him into further humiliation by making him repeat himself louder.

“Oh God, please I'm a good boy.”  He begs.

“Now that's much better.”  I reply, stroking his forehead, “and now you may call me Madam.”  I expect him to resist, but to my surprise he immediately responds with “Yes Ma’am, anything you say Madam, I promise I'll be good.”

There’s a soft sound of nylon rasping against leather as I slip off one of my shoes.

“You like my legs don't you?”  I ask as I drape a stocking clad foot across his hungry mouth.  He responds by kissing and licking my finely sculpted arch with relish.  He is coming along nicely and it is all very surprising.  There’s no jokes, no blurting out things to shock me.  Yes, coming along nicely.

I rise from the chair and walk around to Covems’ head.  I straddle his head and slowly lower myself until I’m just a fraction of an inch from his mouth.  “And you like what’s between my legs too.  Don’t you?”  I can feel his breath on my pussy and feel myself becoming wet.  I want to let him know this has an effect on me.  “Smell me Covems.”  I say.  “Breathe in my aroused scent.”  His tongue comes out of his lips and I move quickly, avoiding its touch.

Sensing that he is now putty in my hands, I move back to the chair and have a seat, then I again begin to play with his large manhood.  Within seconds it is hot, hard and seems ready to burst.  Gently letting him go, I remind him of how good he has to be.

I pick up the tube of lipstick and sensually apply a fresh coat to my lips.  “Do you like my red lips?”  I ask seductively, “I have a little test; it’s called the lipstick test would you like to know what it is?”

Covems nods and groans knowing his torment is about to be prolonged.  “Good.”  I say, “I’ll show you.”

I gracefully change my position and raise the table on which he was bound with the automatic switch.  As it reaches a height just above my waist I stop it.  I lean forward resting both elbows on the X, and in so doing brace my legs back, thrusting my neat little ass into the air, and dipping my back.

I know that Covems can see, and I’ve always particularly enjoyed the effect that this stance has on men.  My fingers toy with him, and my mouth is just inches from the tip of his cock.  With a smile I hold him firmly by the base, and gently slide my lips over his pulsating and throbbing manhood.

I got about one third down before ‘coming up for air’ I’m fascinated.  My bright red lipstick mark is now clearly visible around the tanned skin of his cock.  His veins pulse and throb.  With my free hand I begin tickling his balls before addressing him again.

“Well, you good boy, you have passed the test with flying colours, was that nice?’

By now Covems is beyond words.  His whole being is focused on the desperate itching sensation in his cock.  He unconsciously heaves and thrusts against my hand, desperate for relief.  I know what he is doing and just toy with him, much as an angler would with a fish on the line.

“Not just yet, not just yet.”  I reassure smoothly, my tone a compete paradox to the merciless torture I am administrating.  I place the blindfold back on him and once satisfied that he cannot see, I walk toward the door and open it.  I push the door as wide open as it will go and secure it there in its open position.

“Let’s see if we get any visitors.”  I coo at him.  “I asked the dwarfs to pass the word that anyone may stop by and have their way with you.”

I sit back down in the leather chair and take another sip of Chardonnay.

****I invite everyone, and I mean everyone, who would like to participate, to come into the room, have a glass of wine, apply some bright red lipstick to your lips and leave your mark anywhere you please on Covems.  Or for that matter do anything else to him you want.  If he protests, use the ball gag.  Only… don’t let him reach orgasm.****

Now, I’ll have you know that this isn’t my domain.  I’m not much into the S&M scene, but after getting Mollie’s assurance that this wasn’t going to be a horse whipping, I decided that this is just too good to pass up. 

I enter the room to find Mollie sittin’ in her chair, and Covems stretched out like a hide dryin’ in the sun.  Mollie greets me and we exchange kisses on the cheeks.  I’m wearin’ my frilly, blue checked cowgirl dress, my hat and cowgirl boots.

“Well, well.”  I say.  “Just lookie what we have here.  You know Cove, I’ve always wanted you in this position.  Harnessed and all trussed up.”  I run my fingers along his body as I traipse completely around him.  His head follows the sound of my voice.  When I get to Covems’ head, I lean in and give him an upside down kiss, and skitter my tongue across his lips.

“Mollie,” I ask, “what have you been doin’ to this mischief maker?”

“Oh, just playing.”  Mollie replies with a grin.  “Wine?”

I take a sip from the glass of Chardonnay that Mollie has poured for me, then place the glass on the table.  I then pick up the lipstick and apply some to my lips.  Next I lean over the X and press my body against his, letting him feel my full breasts press into his chest.  He moans a bit as I grab his cheeks with one hand and plant a kiss sideways on his mush. 

I stand up and admire my work.  A distinctive lip print is on his mouth.  My hand then moves the length of his body and I cup his balls with my right hand.  I play with them.  His cock is hard and twitching.  I run my fingers along it, letting them flitter on his shaft.  I lean in and kiss his manhood on the side of the shaft, leaving another lip print from the lipstick.

I take his cock in both my hands and roll it gently between them.  Covems begins to utter something, but Mollie makes him stop by holding up the ball gag and telling him she will use it.

I take his cock in my hand and begin to stroke it with a firm grip.  Moving the skin up and down, squeezing him while I pump his cock.  Realizin’ that he is close to orgasm, I tell him,  “Oh no…, no cummin’ fer you.”  I smile at him as he shudders in the restraints.

“Oh look.”  I say with a mock frown, “I’ve done gone and messed up the lipstick marks.  Mollie, would you like to reapply?”

Mollie coats her lips and take Covems’ cock into her mouth as far as she can, then wraps her lips around it, once again leaving a lip mark.  Then after I reapply another coat of lipstick to my lips, I lean in and kiss his shaft again on the side, leaving my lip mark.

“Thank you Mollie.”  I say.  “I’ve enjoyed this immensely.  We must do this again sometime.”  Then I lean in and give poor Covems a kiss on his cheek, leaving another lipstick mark on him.

“Now Cove, you be a good boy for Mollie.”  I say.  Then I whisper,  “I’ll see ya later, Cowboy.”  I give his cock one last squeeze before headin’ for the door.

“Oh wait.”  I say, spinnin’ on my heels.  I go to the table and pick up the lipstick I used.  I open it and lean in over Covems.  I write “Moonie was here.”  On the side of his tummy.

“Perfect.”  Mollie says as I flip the lipstick tube in the air and catch it.  I then leave the room.

The dim light in The Ice House dungeons gives the place a spooky yet strangely,  a homely feel.  I’m starting to get quite used to the place, and am very fond of my harem room .

There’s a certain  dress code here, so I go to my room and begin to unlock my  heavy door with the large key.

I see a light underneath the door of the dungeon opposite and knowing that’s usually empty, I stand outside  &  listen.  Sure enough  I hear Stone in full tease mode and recognise Jayc’s growl.
I chuckle,  “ Oh to be a fly in that room,”   

I return to my room and turn the key, the door however is already unlocked and I go inside.  It’s warm as the radiators have been turned on.
“ Luke , Luke are you in here?”   
“Yes  Miss Brandy, “  He appears from the bathroom with cleaning fluids and cloth in hand, totally naked. He puts them down and drops to his knees, eyes to the floor, his hands on his knees.

“ Up, up “  I say,  I wonder if I will ever get used to this.  Luke090993 stands and waits patiently, eyes still towards the floor.
“I’m visiting the dungeon down the corridor so need to change,  carry on with what you are doing”

I look round, he’s been working real hard , the place looks spotless.  “ Good work Luke”   His eyes sparkle  at my praise as he dares look up and smiles. I grin back.  Then he returns to the bathroom to clean up.

I go to my drawers and take out  my black leather one piece  Domme suit.  It’s  studded, similar to a swim suit.  The panties section is high legged , zipped at the crotch,  with a centre piece joining to a studded bra,also zipped over the nipples,  it  criss crosses over the back.  I pull on stockings  that hug the top of the legs and thigh-high black heeled boots.  And to set the top off, a  matching black leather studded matador type top. 

 I am about to leave, when, as an after  thought, I pick up my riding crop for effect.  I check myself  in the mirror..  “ Hello Mistress Brandy”  I chuckle  to myself casting a critical eye over my reflection.

“ I’m leaving now Luke, I will be back to change later “
“ Yes Miss Brandy”  He answers and I close my door quietly behind me.

I see Mooncalf leaving a dungeon at the end , walking in my direction and she chuckles as she nears me, seeing my attire. She has bright red lipstick on, slightly smudged. 

 “ Covems?”  I ask grinning .
She nods  “ You taking a glass of wine with Mollie too?”
“ How could I refuse such an interesting invite? “
“ How indeed”  She agrees.

 I indicate her smudged lipstick with a circle of my finger towards my own lips, “ You might need to fix that  before returning to the bar “
She chuckles again as she continues on her way . “ Have fun”

I walk towards the open doorway and see  Mollie sitting in her chair.  We greet each other with air kisses and she offers me a drink. I hand her my bottle of chardonay to enjoy later.

I take a sip from my glass and inspect Covems trussed up on the X, naked as the day he was born,  with red lipstick smeared on various parts of his body. His body is muscular, fit, toned and his cock is impressive 

“ Seems to be quite the night for punishments” I muse to Mollie.
“ Oh?”  She asks
“ Stone is taking her vengeance out on Jayc  further up the corridor. He was a naughty boy too. He was in cahoots with Bear and terrorised her. “ 

I walk round Covems, inspecting the knots binding him & allowing my riding crop to gently trail on his body.

 “ They never seem to learn do they? “   I take another sip of wine savouring the taste and the nervous eyes of Covems following my every move and taking particular note of the riding crop.

“ May I?”  I ask Mollie’s permission to touch her prisoner.
“ Oh please do.  He’s not allowed to cum though & if he utters a sound, I have this”  She holds up the ball & gag.
I note her  rules smiling. 

I pull a chair behind Covems’s  head, and sit in it.  I ask Mollie for the remote control and tilt the cross so  I can lean forward easily and talk in his ear.  I sip more wine, till I have him in the position I like.

I move to his right ear, letting my breath caress him and whisper,  “ Please understand, this is nothing personal,  sometimes, transgressions need to be addressed and as a Mistress here, certain things are expected. “ 

 My voice is seductive soft whispers, my breath teasing his inner ear. My tongue is hot and soft as it begins to explore the outer rim and then working inside. Soft titillating tongue caresses, to tease and  cause little shivers of interest to creep along his scalp,  soak into his brain and cause his body to ignite  into a pleasure difficult to control.

I nibble, and lick and suck gently.  Covems moans a little and tilts his head, liking the seduction.  I move round to his other ear,  continuing my  gentle tongue strokes and whisperings...

“ Would you like my mouth suckling your nipples,  swirling my tongue on you to make them pucker and peak”  I nibble him and lick some more..  my breath teasing hm

“ Would you like me to drink wine out of your belly button, lapping at the little pool there and licking the rivlets that spill over the sides.  Lapping it off your skin, sucking it up softly.

“ Do you want my kisses on your tummy, following that little line of hair to your big hard staff?”  Covems moves his head again, liking my wicked words, leaning into my teasing tongue.

He groans a little and I see his cock start to twitch and harden. 

I move to stand in his view and put the fire engine lipstick on. I take a sip of wine and let it dribble from my mouth onto his nipple, before sucking it gently. It hardens.

I repeat with the second nipple and some wine trickles down his chest.  The lipstick imprint is left behind around each nipple.

Using the remote control, I tilt him back flat and take another sip, dribbling the wine into his belly button.  It pools and fills his inny button.  I let the coolness of the wine tease a little as it overfills and runs down the sides.  Then  I lap and suck it up slowly. My tongue teases and caresses him, trailing lower and lower.

I dribble some more on that little line of hair and snog his lower belly, open mouthed  kisses moving lower and lower, till I reach his very hard staff.

I take him in my hand and stroke firmly but slowly and take another sip of wine.  I begin a steady slow wank,  feeding his hardness  and hearing his groans.
I push his crown in between my lips and suckle his head as I wank, faster now. My tongue and wine swirls around to tease his sensitive head.

I taste his precum release in the wine, making it a unique blend.  My freehand moves to massage his sac and still I suckle him.

His cock is engorged and I feel his little thrusts , wanting a complete head fuck.  But not yet..

I wank a little harder and allow  some of the wine mix to dribble down his cock and to my fingers. I move underneath him and rim his little treasured rosette. Covems  moans and starts to writhe in sexual  delight.

And then I head fuck him. I take his cock deep to my throat and begin the steady rhythmic dance to orgasm. He moans and circles and then I feel him stiffen as he nears his ultimate goal....

 and so ..... I stop...

 and I hear his frustrated  grunts and see his clenched fists and he whispers “ No, no, don’t stop”

I wipe the dribbled wine off him and kiss his cock and belly button ensuring the bright red lipstick imprint is there for all to see.

I lean back and raise my glass to Mollie grinning. She toasts too and we finish our wine together,  relishing Covems discomfort.

As the last drop is drunk,  I stand  “ Well duty calls back at the Bar, I will see you later “

I lean over Covems and place a bright red lip print on his forehead.  “ Good luck” I whisper.

I  take my leave, to redress and then to return to  the AB&G.....

I'm working in the mechanical room of the AB&G, cleaning the discharge piping to the pudding pit when Sneezy comes in.  "Hey Covems," he says, "the boys are working on that "X" in the Ice House, but they're having... Achooo... trouble getting the settings right....  ACHoooo!"

"It's not that difficult."  I say to him, "Just check the jumper connections."

"A-A-A- Achooooo!  We were hoping you'd come take a look."  Sneezy replies.

"Alright..."  I say to him.  "Give me ten minutes here and I'll come take a look."

I finish flushing the discharge piping and lubricate the pumps.  Satisified with that I make my way into the Ice House, carrying my tool box.  "Hmmmmm..."  I think... "Something is afoot.... I can smell it.  The "X" is pretty straight forward, and they should have been able to figure it out."

Reminding myself to stay on my toes, I approach the room and the door automatically opens.  "Nice one lads."  I say as I enter the room... "We should install auto doors on all the rooms.  Only we'd want the system to be...."

I look around... there's no one here.  "Uh oh."  I think and head for the door, remembering the last time the little buggers set me up.  The door opens suddenly and 5 of the dwarfs enter the room.

Grumpy says, "Great... you're here.  Look..." he continues... "over here with the tilt switch."  He points to underneath the table.

The "X" is about a foot from the floor and looks to be level, and I go over to it... bend down and look where Grumpy is pointing.  There's nothing there... the lights go out and the room is suddenly pitch black... I can't see a thing.

"Now!"  Doc yells, and I feel hands grabbing me.  I slap at one, knocking it away and try to move, only to trip over something. 

"Hey... what the hell is going on."  I shout.

"Sorry Covems... but we have instructions."  A voice comes through the darkness... I recognize it to be Happy's.  Strong hands are grabbing at me and I feel myself being lifted from the floor.  I struggle as well as I can, and manage to kick one of them off my leg, before more hands grab my leg.

"Little buggers!"  I yell and I can feel something being shoved into my mouth and strapped behind my head.  Realizing that the little buggers can actually see in the dark, I'm beginning to see that my situation is becoming hopeless.  "They're stronger than you think."  Is a thought that races through my mind, followed by another one.  "Mollie!"

I struggle against my captors only to find myself being placed onto the "X" and my hands and arms strapped into place.  Next my legs are strapped down and I stop struggling and resign myself to my fate.

The lights come back on and the sudden brightness hurts my eyes... it takes a few moments before I can focus.  I'm restrained on the "X"... Grumpy and Sneezy are on my right side... Happy and Sleepy are on my left side... and Dopey is standing between my legs inside the "X" with a giant pair of scissors in his hand, opening and closing them while grinning at me.

I shake my head "no", as I realize he's going to cut my clothes from me, then someone puts a blindfold over my eyes and again I'm plunged into darkness.  My boots are pulled off... the scissors begin their job and soon I'm lying completely naked, blindfolded and with an uncomfortable rubber ball gag in my mouth.  "Don't struggle."  Happy says, "we don't want to cut you."

I feel hands lifting my butt from the table and what feels like a thong being tied around me.  "Well,"  I think, "at least I'm covered... somewhat."

I hear what sounds like to be furniture being slid around me and glasses being moved and a few more noises that I can't make out.  Then I hear the door open and then close.  The room is suddenly very quiet.

*************************************

I'm lying strapped to the "X", blindfolded and gagged.  I think, "You know... this is quite comfortable... all things considered"  Just something wrapped around my genitals, otherwise I'm naked.  It seems like an hour goes by before I hear the door open and the distinctive sound of high heels walking towards me.

The footsteps approach and walk completely around me.  My working senses can tell that my feet are towards the door and my heat and arms are towards the inside of the room.  The heels stop when they reach where my arms are, then they walk to the top of my head.

I feel delicate fingers stroke along side my cheeks, then slide under the strap of the blindfold and pull it off of my head.  My eyes blink open and take a moment to adjust to the light.  "Mollie."  I think, "I knew it."

Mollie unbuckles the straps and removes the ball gag, I try to speak to her, but she presses a finger to my lips and explains her "rule" about the gag.  Seeing how I disliked that thing in my mouth, I have no other option than to comply.  I nod my head in agreement.

Mollie explains to me what this is about, how I "volunteered" her to organize the "Blind Date" we're thinking of doing, and how she did try to warn me of the consequences if I did that.  Calls me a "naughty boy" repeatedly.

She sits in the chair, exposing her lusicious legs to me, clad in sheer, dark stocking.  "Perfect legs," I think, "feets on one end and pussy on the other."  I twitch when her fingers touch me.  Her hands feel so cool, almost cold.  I struggle a moment, hoping against hope to free myself, but to no avail. 

Mollie's fingers run across my cloth covered cock, her nails gently raking as they move up to follow the hair on my abdomin.  They swirl through my chest hair, she knows the effect his has on me as she plays.  I can feel myself getting hard and I look down to watch as her hands again go to the thong.

I watch as she undoes a bow on the front of the thong and says, "Shall we get rid of this?" and uncovers my erection.  I'm very hard, and I can feel myself melting into her words.  That little bit of an accent she has, her soft voice practically cooing at me.

She picks up my cock and starts to play with it, murmering little words as she does so.  She starts to stroke it, slowly... sensously... driving me up the wall.  She's playing me, and as much as I try to resist, I can't help but want her to continue her torture.

Mollie brings me to the brink of orgasm three times, only to stop and squeeze, preventing me from achieving release.  Once I subside, she begins again, pausing only to seductively take a sip of wine, her eyes never leave mine as she does.

Mollie asks me if I'm learning my lesson.  I want to tell her I am, and that lesson is to let this animal loose so he can ravage her.  But I think better of that, knowing she will only tease me further.  I mangage to croak out the words "a good boy." In response to her question.  She makes me repeat it, only louder.

She sound of her nylons rasping together and on the chair captivates me.  Mollies sensual movements and seductive tone of her voice has me on the edge without physical touch.

Her stocking clad foot rubs across my mouth and I hungily kiss, lick and even try to bite it.  Then she rises from her seat and moves around to straddle my head.

"Oh my God."  I think.  "I don't know how much more of this I can stand."  Mollie lowers herself to within inches of my mouth.  I can smell her scent.  She's as aroused as I am.  I want to reach my mouth to her... I want to shove my tongue inside her.  She smells so good, so intoxicating.

Mollie suddenly stands and denies me my prize.   "Wicked woman."  I think.  "When I get free..."  Mollie then explains about the lipstick test as I watch her apply the gloss to her lips.  I want to kiss those lips so bad I can practically taste it.

Mollie leans into the X, her ass in the air.  My total concentration is on her ass.  She grabs my cock and slowly, tortureously clamps her lips around my hardness.  Her tongue swirls around me.  I can feel my climax building.  My balls ache for release... she pull away.

"DAMMIT!"  I think, my thoughts racing.  "So close."  I hump against her hand, trying to get myself off.  Mollie's quick to realize what I'm doing and moves her hand away.

"Let's see if we get any visitors."  She coos at me.  "I've passed word for others to join us."  She smiles a wicked smile and tilts her head back and laughs an almost manical laugh.

"Oh crap."  I think.  "This is going to go on forever."

Lying blindfolded on the "X", I can hear Mollie's soft breathing and an occasional rustle in the chair.  I think that it's amazing how quickly the other senses increase when one of them has been disabled.  I can hear sounds coming from the doorway and of course, Mollie who is seated close by.

I can smell the wine and Mollie's perfume.  I can even make out the aroma from the lipstick.  My manhood loses some of it's erection, I become a bit flaccid, and when it does, Mollie runs a finger along me and I twitch and stiffen again.

I hear the sound of boots approaching and suddenly realize that I'm hearing spurs jingling.  "Holy shit."  I think.  "MoonCalf!"  Thinking back to that time she showed me what spurs were really for.

I hear her speaking to Mollie as the two of them exchange greetings.

"Just lookie what we have here."  Moonie says, while walking around me, the fingers of one hand sliding along my skin, causing me to twitch my body from the tickling sensation.  MoonCalf leans over me and give me an upside down kiss, I try to return her kiss, but she moves off to quickly, flicking her tongue across my lips as she moves.  The blindfold is taken off me and my eyes focus on MoonCalf and that pretty country girl dress.

I watch as MoonCalf applies some lipstick and smacks her lips when she's finished.  "Oh man."  I think.  "Here it comes... more torture."

MoonCalf leans in on me, pressing those big tits of hers against me.  I can feel the heat from her body and I capture her scent as she lays all her weight on me.  MoonCalf has always smelled like apple pie to me. 

Moonie grabs my cheeks with one hand, causing my lips to pucker and kisses me with an open mouth sideways.  All my senses focus on her lips as MoonCalf presses down hard on my mouth.  I can feel the lipstick smearing and the poke of the tip of her tongue.

I feel her rise up off of me and I get another wiff of lipstick. 

My cock goes between Moonie's hands.  "Oh man, that's feels good."  I think as MoonCalf rolls my cock between her hands.  I start to speak but Mollies is quick to issue a warning while hold up the gag.

MoonCalf is stroking my hardon now.  Her hand moving up and down, the other one tickling my balls.  I can feel my body responding, my orgasm starts building.  "She's going to do it."  I think.  "She's going to make me cum.  Good girl MoonCalf!"

I'm right there.  Right on the edge.  Just a few more strokes... then she stops! "AAAAHHHHHH!"  Rages through my thoughts.

"Oh no..." Moonie says, "no cummin' fer you."  A small whimper escapes from my lips.  I watch as the two of them smile at each other.  MoonCalf speaks of how she's smeared the lipstick on my dick.

I watch helplessly as Mollie reapplies some lipstick to her lips and once again give me the "lipstick test".  Once Mollie finishes her test, MoonCalf leans in and plants a kiss on the side of my cock..

Moonie tells me to be a good boy as she goes to leave, then suddenly spins around.  She takes a tube of lipstick off the table, removes the cap and writes something on my stomach.

"Perfect."  Mollie says, as MoonCalf flips the lipstick tube in the air, catches it then leaves the room.

Walking into the Ice House I see Miss Brandy coming out of her chamber as I'm dressed as a house sub I stand with my back to the wall with my head bowed.

As she passes in a crisp voice "Tango"

"Miss Brandy" I reply with out a movement

She turns as she walks towards the bar "Miss Mollie is in the first dungeon with Covems on a St Andrews Cross she has invite everyone to come and see him."

"Thank you Miss Brandy for the warning of guests here this afternoon"

As I stand there and wait for Miss Brandy to leave not lifting my head until i hear the door to the tunnel close. I walk up the hallway and stop outside the open door.

Stepping inside the room bowing my head "Afternoon Miss Mollie I'm tango the head house sub here it's nice to have you here in The Ice House. If you need anything do please ask and I will get it or arrange for it to be delivered for you"

"Hello tango thank you but I have everything I need right here for the moment" she says "You can go now" she says shapely

"Yes Miss Mollie" I say and walk out backwards as I do I glance up at Covems and give him a envious smile. Turning in the doorway I head off down to Miss Abby's chambers to start the work that needs doing there.

 

Unable to look away, Stone continues her cruel and very sexy tease. She Is very aware that she is pushing my buttons with her erotic dance, playing on my preference for black lingerie, she runs her hands over her hidden charms, bending over slowly she gives me views of her nice cleavage, her sweet firm ass and those lovely nylon clad legs.

Turning to face me, her hips swaying she slips a hand into her panties.  Judging by her face she is as turned on as I am……..”ahh a chink in her armor?”  I can only hope. Moving close to me she put her very wet hand near my face, then wipes her essence on my lips and what remains of the cut up hood. Lost in the moment I am reminded rudely that im bound tight as I try to lift a hand to grab her, I squirm in pure frustration.

Whispering and nibbling my ear she asks again where I am on her sexual frenzy scale. I begin to rattle off numbers…..70….80……..fuck 90…………..”we are off the scale” I moan.

Suddenly she backs away and gives me her “look” clearly enjoying having the upper hand on me. Placing a simple chair in front of me she slowly pulls down her panties. Bending over and pulling her cheeks apart I get a choice view of her sexual core, het pink labia, her wetness clearly evident, her puckered anal bud just begging for my attention. Losing what cool I had I fight the restraints to no avail. But my male pride wont let me beg just yet. I am so hard if she just touched my cock I will probably explode in an instant. I attempt the good old “banana slugs” mind trick but I cant concentrate.

Sitting on the chair Stone ups the ante once again, her legs open wide she spreads her lips with fingers and rubs her swollen clitoris with the other. And the dildo she has nearby is buzzing and ready for her further teasing.

Bound and helpless time stands still as her sweet torture continues, and all I can do is watch and squirm. I mouth the words to the song on continuous loop. “bad bad bad bad girl”         

I hear someone enter the room and look up from my stretched position.  "Oh my God."  I think, "it's Miss Brandy."  My mind starts to fog over.  "Here we go again."

Miss Brandy and Mollie greet each other and chat for a bit and I overhear her tell Mollie that JayC is also in a similar predictiment.  "Oh yeah..." I muse, "the little buggers captured him, too.  Partly my doing, too.  I hope he is faring better than I am."

I watch Miss Brandy as she walks around me.  Taking careful note of her attire.  Much different than I'm used to seeing her in and I can feel myself growling on the inside. "Damn, she looks good."  I think.

Miss Brandy has a riding crop in her hand, dragging it along my body as she strolls around me.  I hear her ask Mollie, "May I?"  And I think, "Oh brother, so it begins anew."

Miss Brandy pulls a chair up by my head and she take the remote and tilts the table up so my ear is near her.  "Something is the matter with the settings."  I think.  "Little buggers."

She leans forward a little, her hot breath on my ear and she begins to whisper.  I can feel myself shudder at the first word, and my loins begin to respond. 

Then I feel Miss Brandy's tongue licking around my ear.  "Oh my God."  I think, not daring to speak.  But I want to speak... I want to scream...  Miss Brandy continues tonguing my ear.  I can't help myself and emit a small moan, and move my head.  She just continues along, then moves to the other ear!

Miss Brandy begins to suck and lick, then she speaks about tonguing my nipples and my navel.  Her whispers are hot... seductive... sensual, her accent is driving me crazy.  I want to reach up and pull her into a long kiss... I want to do many things, but all I can do is moan at each suggestion.

She stands and puts on some lipstick.  I watch as the waxy substance moves around her lips, I'm mesmerized by the movements of the careful application.  Miss Brandy takes a sip from the wine glass, and I can see the lipstick mark on the glass.  "Oh man," I think, "here it comes."

I almost jump out of my skin as she dribbles the wine onto my nipple then her hot mouth covers it.  "Oh no."  I think as I close my eyes.  All my attention is focused on her lips and that silky tongue rolling around my nipple.

Miss Brandy repeats the motions with the other nipple.  I'm going crazy with lust.  I can feel myself straining at my bonds, trying to rip myself free.

The table tilts level again.  "No, no, no."  I think as I feel the wine from her lips pooling on me.  Miss Brandy uses devilishly slow and deliberate actions sucking and lapping up the wine.  Then along my hair line and her warm lips are on me again.  She goes lower and lower.  "Oh my God."  I think, "she's going to touch my cock."

My eyes pop open as I feel the fingers of her cool hand wrap around my aching erection.  Her head moves lower.  "Will she?"  I ask myself.  "Oh please."  I beg in my thoughts.

I feel her lips take in the head of my cock, and I almost lose it.  Her tongue is magic in its manipulations, swirling and probing.  Her hand stroking me.  It feels so surreal... so dream like.  "It's Miss Brandy!"  My mind screams.

"Oh my God."  I quietly say to myself as I feel Miss Brandy take even more of me into her mouth then into her throat.  I moan and thrust.  Trying to get more in there.  I want her to make me cum... to give me release... I'm so close... she's going to do it for me...

Then she stops.  "AAAAAHHHHHHHH!  Noooooooo..."  I scream in my thoughts.

Miss Brandy wipes me up a bit, then marks me with her lips, on my cock and my tummy.  I watch as she and Mollie drain their wine glasses.  "Splendid."  I hear Mollie say.

Miss Brandy departs through the door, I strain to watch her ass as she walks out, admiring her wiggle.  Mollie pushes my head back and retakes her seat next to me.  "I do hope there will be more, Covems.  This is so rich."

I slump back into the "X", mulling over thoughts of retribution mixed with thoughts of pleasure, I'm not sure which side is winning.

Smiling at Jayc as he mouths the words ...  “bad bad bad bad girl”  to the song ...
I just mouth back  , “ You better believe it Big boy “   eyeing his big throbbing erection.

I throw my head back on the chair and shut my eyes, legs spread open and giving Jayc full view of my feminine sex, wet, pink lips and neatly trimmed black pubic hair. My swollen clitoris pokes its little head out of its hooded cover.

 I move my hands to my breasts and start to fondle and grope them , my pink rose bud nipples hard and erect.  I moan as my hands & body move in time to the music and my tongue and teeth worry my lower lip seductively.

My hands move lower, in a central line,together and then part to push my thighs further apart, my thumbs playing in the crease of my thighs, teasing and cajoling my pussy to release  more erotic juices. 

A dampness starts to form on the chair beneath me. I wipe my pussy furrow with a finger collecting my moist heat and start to tease my clitoris. I circle it slowly and its swells that little bit more .

 I moan as my body heats up. The stimulation is intoxicating and I am soon slowly rotating my hips in lustful interest.  I use two fingers on my other had to tease my lower vagina. I explore my labia and the delightful crevice they protect.

I dip, I stroke, I caress and then I push those fingers into myself. Soon they are fully inserted and I twist them slowly and then move in and out.  I moan as I feel the tightness of my channel squeezing on them , sucking them in as I flex my pelvic floor muscles.

The sensations are devine and I begin a rhythmic self pleasure. My clitoris is sensitive and the slow rub  excites me .

And then knowing  too, Jayc is watching my technique raises my temperature further.

I pick up the dildo and stroke it round my pubic area tantalising my vagina and glazing it with my natural liquid, moaning more as the vibrating device brushes my sensitive  areas.  I partially insert it and enjoy the gentle shaking slowly spreading up my channel and lower bottom.

It feels wonderful and then I slowly push it in ,  and begin to fuck myself , once, twice, thrice  and then leave it fully inserted.  I move my hips up and down , slow & steady, and continue circling my clit, using fingers on my other hand to pull  and part my hood giving full exposure.

Jayc  watches me,  mesmerised by my intimate wank dance, my moaning and writhing to the music and evident pleasure in my display for him, for my man.

 His cock  throbs and leaks his male interest & appreciation.

It’s sexy, it’s hot and drives my lust into overdrive, consuming me in my own sexy pleasure dome.

Gasping  & flushed, I fight for control  and with draw the dildo.  I reach for another remote and press some buttons......

   Satoire and I enter the Ice House, and follow Grumpy's directions to the room where Mollie and Covems are.  We are both dressed in the Indian Maiden costumes, complete with war paint and the headband with the feather.

   "You look pretty cute as a blonde indian."  I tell Satoire.

   "Yer kinda cute yourself Pafie."  She replies.

   We quietly approach the door and peek inside.  Satoire waves her hands to get Mollie's attention.  We motion for her to come out into the hallway, as we back out a little so Covems can't see us.

   Mollie comes into the hallway and we quietly whisper.  "Can he see?"

   "Yes."  Mollie whispers back, smiling, "but I can make it so he can't."

   "Do it, please."  Satoire whispers.  "We don't want him to know that it is us."

   Mollie smiles a wicked grin and winks at us.  Then she goes back in the room and we hear her say, "Time to go dark for you again."

   We hear Covems complain, but only a little.  Then Mollie motions for us to come in.

   We tip toe in, and examine the captive.  Covems is blindfolded and restrained on the X, with his arms stretched out as are his legs.  Mollie must have been teasing him, because his cock is hard and twitching.  There's lipstick everywhere on him... covering his cock, on his balls, his face around his lips.  There's even some around each nipple, including the pierced one. 

   Satoire nudges me and points to his stomach... "Moonie was here" is written in lipstick.  I almost laughed out loud when I saw it.

   Mollie gestures to us, offering a glass of wine, which I accept, but Satoire mouths "No thanks", to her.  I take a sip.... mmm... delicious.

   I look Satoire in the eye and pull the feather out of my headband and grin at her, stroking it.  She realizes immediately what I have in mind and quietly tip toes around Covems to get on his other side, while pulling her feather out.

   We lean in at the same time and I gently touch Cove's side with the very tip of the feather.  He literally rises off the X at a jump, trying to get away from it's touch.  Satoire immediately touches his other side and he jumps back.  "What the hell is that?"  He asks loudly.

   "Shush cowboy."  Mollies says, "don't make me put that gag back in."

   I drag the feather along his side, enjoying watching the way his skin twitches and moves from the tickling sensation.  He's moving his body from side to side, trying to get away from the feathers.  Satoire looks up at me with that crooked smile of hers and I know she's enjoying herself immensely, too.

   Mirroring each other moves with the feathers, we stroke Covems's body from the top of his head, all the way down to the soles of his feet.  He chuckles as we swirl the feathers around on his toes.  I amost laugh again.

   I look at Mollie and she has her hand covering her mouth, trying not to laugh.  She too is enjoying this.

   We torture poor Covems mercilessly with the feathers, tickling, stroking.  We find a particular bit of fun flicking them against his cock and balls and watching his reactions.

   I lay the feather down on the table, and motion for Satoire to hand me her's.  I put that one on the table also, and pick up two tubes of lipstick and I hand one to Satoire.  We pop the caps off of them and twist the stick out of the tube.  Satoire puts some on her lips and I do the same.

   Then I get an idea.  I draw a tic-tac-toe grid on Covems' stomach, just above the tip of his cock, which is twitching away.  I place my x on the grid and we play.  It ends in a tie.  Then Satoire draws another one near his left side and we play again, and we tie again.  Then I put the lipsticks back on the table.

I turn back to Sat and motion with my hands that I'm going to touch Covems, using a grabbing motion near his side.  Satoire looks at me and moves her mouth in a silent count.  "Three.. two... one."
 
    At the same time we both grab Covems by the side, moving our fingers, massaging each side.  His body jumps again from the suddeness of our touch.  Then he relaxes as we begin to stroke his body.

  There are two pairs of hands on him, roaming everywhere... from his face to his thighs and everywhere in between.  He moans at the sensations.  I motion with my head for Mollie to join in, and with a smile she does.

   Soon there are six hands roaming Covems's body.  He's moving almost uncontrollably, thrusting his pelvis up, trying to make contact with a hand to his cock.  We all slide our hands there and grab everything.  His cock, his balls, his scrotum.

   Mollie backs off as I begin a slow stroking of his cock, holding it firmly in both hands and pumping them up and down.  Satoire is gently scratching his balls, lifting them, kneading them.  He's moaning, and thrusting.

   Satoire holds his cock by the base, lowers her head and takes him into her mouth.  She begins to suck him, her cheeks hollowing and puffing as she does.  Satoire pulls up from him and still holding the base, motions for me to do the same.  I sink my lips over his cock, taking as much of him in my mouth as I can.

   Then I start to suck him, taking him deeper into my throat.  Seven, eight times up and down on his cock before coming off and letting Satoire suck him again.  We do this repeatedly five, six times.

   His breathing comes in short gasps.. he's moaning... thrusting his cock into our mouths.  We begin to knead his balls again, tickling the scrotum.  Satoire comes off, and I go on... he starts to swell in my mouth, and I can sense he's close to cumming.

   I stop suddenly, put my hands up and Satoire releases his cock.  It makes a wet slapping sound as his saliva coated manhood hits his hard tummy.  "Noooooooo!"  He yells.  "No more.  I'll be good please." 

"Quiet you!"  Mollie yells.  All Covems can do is moan.  I almost laugh.  Satoire too is holding her laughter in.

  Picking up the tubes of lipstick again, Satoire and I reapply some, then we lean in and I kiss the inside of Covems' thigh.  Satoire kisses his stomach, each of us leaving our lip mark.  Then I tip toe to his foot and stooping down plant a lip mark on the sole of his foot.  Satoire does the same thing to the other foot.

   Mollie and I toast each other and drain our glasses, while Satoire once again tickles Covems' cock with a feather.  Then we both mouth the words, "Thank you" to Mollie and she gives us each a kiss on our cheeks.

   Satoire and I tip toe out of the room and once we're pretty sure we're out of earshot we start to laugh. "I can't remember the last time I had so much fun at another's expense.  Did you see him jump!"  Sat says to me, causing me to laugh harder.

   "Your lipstick is a mess."  I tell Sat, and we break up laughing again and leave the Ice House.