Tease part 2

 You lay there trying to calm your breath as you hear her footsteps swiftly move out of the room and away. A heavy pant still as the warmth of her touch fades from you quickly and the cool night air begins to chill your skin. Moments pass as if eons were flying. Your mind reeling after everything that had just happened in such a short period of time.

 

Slowly you bring your hand to your face and gently touch the spot where her lips pressed against your cheek. You sift up and begin removing the blindfold; a chiffon scarf, shimmering violet in the faint light. The faint scent of lilac and honey drifts slowly towards you as you look towards the door. You begin to look around and see that you are in her guest room. The canopy bed you lay on is covered in similar shades of violet and red curtains falling from the top.

 

You lay there for some time and lay back down. Wrapping yourself in the silk linens, remaining as she had left you. As sleep begins to take you, your mind wanders to one simple thought. Warmth.

 

 

As the sun pierces through the window and creeps its way toward your face you wake to the new day. Rousing from your sleep you stretch and find that a new set of clothing has been set out for you on the chair across the room. A simple set of work clothes for you to continue with your carpentry work.

 

You get dressed and take care of your basic needs before heading out to continue working on the stable for the lady of the house. The sun beats down on you as you toil away finishing the stalls for the horses that are to arrive in the coming weeks. Many times, you see her throughout the day. Handling the affairs of the house in elegance.

 

One of the maids comes by with food and drink and chuckles softly as she catches you staring. “Now now, you mustn’t stare at her. She is the Lady of our House. We are humble servants.” You nod, of course, that is who you and who she is. Yet, there is more. So much more there. “Enjoy your food and don’t work so late like last night.” She says while pointedly staring at the mark on your neck. With that the young maid walks away, humming happily to herself the tunes of the land.

 

As the sun begins to set you put away your tools and head to the kitchen to enjoy a light meal before heading to the pond behind the manor. It’s a simple pond, nestled gently behind the manor with a small shoreline and some rock outcroppings. You strip silently, placing your clothes upon a stump before wading into the water to rinse off the day’s grime. The night is calm, with a few clouds passing through an otherwise empty sky.

 

You lay back and gently float against the water gazing at the moon and the stares. As you are about to decide to go inside you notice some movement on the rocks above you and see her. The moon silhouetting her form as she stands at the peak of the rock staring down at you. She jumps, gliding through the air and diving into the water with barely a splash to even prove she was there. You begin to swim towards where you saw her go when she slowly rises out of the water.

 

She smiles at you before softly saying “did you sleep well, my pet? Were you comfortable in my bed?” For a person normally so bold you find yourself at a loss to speak. You simply nod as you watch her begin to float around behind you. “Were you wishing for more to have happened?” As she runs her nail across your neck, scraped the mark she left last night. You nod again, trying to watch her as she moves around you. “Do you wish more were to happen now?” she says having come full circle around you and staring intently at your eyes.

 

“Yes” you manage to say in barely in whisper, “please.” With this she laughs. A soft laugh that flitters along the edge of the water and through you. She crooks her finger at you and swims towards one of the alcoves, out of sight of the manor and still well lit by the moon. You watch her as she directs you to sit on the edge of the alcove, washed smooth from the years of the tiny waves.

 

As you sit there, she comes out of the water and for the first time you see her as she has seen you. She smiles as you sit there mesmerized at her seemingly ethereal form. “You wanted to see me so badly last night. You almost did, against my desire but you controlled yourself for me.” She comes to sit next to you and slowly slides her hand across your face and down your neck leaning closely. “And you so desperately wanted to touch me with your own hands, did you not?”

 

She takes your hand in hers and slowly raises it up. “Do as I do and nothing more” she says with her lips grazing your ear, “and perhaps you may get more than you have bargained for this night.” With that she places your hand upon her collar and places her own hand on yours. As she stares into your eyes, she slowly trails her fingers down from your collar and to your chest. Pausing at the scar just above your breast to trace its roughness before continuing her journey down.

 

As you follow her motions and feel your hand begin to rise with her breast she moves towards the center of your chest as and you follow. Feeling the smoothness of her skin as you both trace the line of your chests. As you reach beneath the midline she starts moving up as you had so desired. To feel her nipples as she had teased you about the night prior before she swiftly moves her hand back down and to your midriff. She pulls her hand away “move backward, against the wall pet” and as you do, she sits in front of you again and places her hand back on your midsection. She moves herself closer to you “put your legs around mine” she commands are you slowly moves her hand lower and towards your navel.

 

She then moves her hand even lower as and she comes closer to your manhood she stops “Move your hand no further” and you let out the softest whimper at this before catching yourself. Hoping she hadn’t heard you make such a sound you see her raise and eyebrow at you as she moves her hand lower and tracing around the base of you before palming the top of your glans. “So excited for this, aren’t you?” She softly mocks as she rubs your excitement over you. The sensation making you twitch in pleasure not yet known. She stops and raises her hand to her mouth before slowly licking it and letting out of soft hum.

 

She then takes your hand and lowers it, and you feel how excited she is as well. “Please me well with just your hand and….” She trails off leaving you to imagine what might be. You gently begin to rub not on, but around her pearl. Moving down every so often to trace the entrance to her warmth before returning to torment her. Her face gives you no sign that she is enjoying this, but you can feel it in the tiny motions of her hips. The small undulations of her trying to get you to enter her or to rub directly on her.

You tease her as she teased you the night before. Every so often you would dip just barely inside her or you would just barely rub too close to her pearl and make contact before quickly retreating away. You see her mask begin to drop as you see her mouth begin to open as she breaths heavier. Closer and closer still you tease her until you finally enter her and she gasps aloud. This time it is your turn to chuckle as you feel her fall against you and shake softly. A soft moan escaping her lips as you feel her push down on your hand.

 

As she begins to regain control of her breathing and her body she leans back from you smiling. “What a good pet I have” she says before backing away from you and falling backwards into the water. Swimming towards the shower she leaves you there still excited in your own way. Your hand drenched in her excitement as you watch her climb out of the water and walk toward the manor. Not looking back to see the mess she had left you in.

A Flash

You sit there patiently waiting. She told you to sit in this chair, facing this window. Watching the storm clouds roll in as the night became darker, you muse about what she wanted of you at this hour. The rain began to spatter against the window as time crept slowly forward. You never heard the door behind you open as time passed and, in a voice just barely louder than the rain you hear her say "do nothing unless I command it." The voice was so soft and yet harsh. You know her to be a gentle woman in passing but something of this night and the way she sounded made you know to not disobey her command.

Lightning flashed in the distance and as the thunder followed, you jumped as you feel her hand coil around the front of your neck. Her nails were sharp as talons while her hand was softer than silk. You gulped, the movement caused one of her nails to pierce your flesh, and you feel a trickle drop of blood begin to form in that very spot. She chuckled at this reaction to her presence and moved so that her lips would graze your ear as she said "oh, my dear, did I surprise you? Did you not realize how close I had become?"

You do not reply. You couldn't. You knew you were safe, right? Yet you were terrified of her all the same. You simply shook your head no as you felt her lower her face to your neck and gently lick the spot she has pierced with a chuckle as she feels you shiver beneath her.

The storm continued to pick up outside and as it did, you feel her disappear from behind you. A bright flash of light lit the room up for a moment before you are plunged back into darkness as the room shook from thunder. As the thunder subsided a single candle was brought to life, pushing the darkness away. The light was just bright enough to be seen in the window and with this the reflection of what was behind you. Of what you are forbidden from looking at directly.

There it was that she stood, just upon this side of the candle. Her form silhouetted by the light of a single flame. You begin to turn your head before hearing a single click before you stop and immediately return to looking straight ahead. “Good pet,” is all she says, slow and sultry. The words a reward you did not even know you desired as you sit up that little bit straighter, and she chuckles.

Watching through the reflection on the window, she begins to dance. Smooth, fluid motions as the clothes she wears fall upon the floor one article at a time. As if she wore nothing but wisps of smoke after another one flutters to the ground till she holds but one single piece of sheer cloth wrapping around her as she moves closer and closer to you.

This last cloth she removes entirely and slides as if rope around her abdomen, betwixt her arms and along her torso as she slides across the floor. The cloth then used to blind you as she wraps it soft and yet securely around your face. She leans in close and says softly “Stand.” Trust, that is all you have as you do so for her. “Turn towards me,” and you turn towards where you heard her last speak. “Now strip, for me.” This final command causes you to shiver.

Slowly and clumsily, you begin to undress. Unsure of how you look as you do so you hope that it is appealing for her. You feel a gentle touch on your shoulder as you remove your shirt. A light scratch of a single nail down your spine, as you lower to undo your pants. You shiver as you feel her breath along your neck as you remove your final articles of clothing. You feel her gently guiding you, making you walk backwards, without a word till you suddenly feel her shove against your shoulders. With a gasp you fall upon the bed, though you do not remember the room you were in having one.

As you lay there you feel her crawling upon the bed towards you. Her hands grasping your thighs, slowly sliding up towards your abdomen. You feel her hair along your calves and her breath coming to rest, warm and damp upon you. You feel her take you in her hand and shudder as she blows cool air across the tip. Then, with little warning, engulfing you in the warmth of her mouth. As you reactively thrust upwards, she pushes your hips back down and pulls back chuckling “behave now.” You Feel her sit up, straddling your legs as the cool air of the room dries you.

“I am so proud of you. Keeping your hands at your sides must be so difficult.” She says teasingly, “You must be aching to reach out and touch me. To see how you hand feels against my side, my back, my breasts.” She pushes your legs apart and slides up on just one of your legs and presses down. You feel your leg become damp as she begins to slowly rock back and forth. “To feel my nipples as you feel your leg be used” she says as she lets a soft moan escape her lips.

“But that will have to be for another night, my pet.” She says painfully abruptly.” Lay still for a few moments after I leave the room then you may remove your blindfold. Goodnight.” She leans forward and kisses you softly on the cheek before slowly climbing off you, kissing your chest as she leaves you in the darkness and with nothing but the sound of your own ragged breath to keep you company.