Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)
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				Title: <strong>Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-01-2008, 21:42:19</strong>
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				Sarah Claiborne, Alliance gunnery chief and licensed pilot, drummed out of the service on morales charges and now operating as a merc. <br><br>(http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/942754/normal_1141082380104.jpg)<br><br>Name: Risa Starwing<br>Age: 20<br>Height: 5' 8"<br>Weight: 125<br><br>Personality: Shy and somewhat introverted Risa is a girl that few people can get to know without trying. She tends to stand in the background calculating risks, dangers, and profit when presented with problems. She is also very down to earth and always looking for ways to put a little extra money in the pocket of herself and her lover. She's a hard worker and takes great pride in the work she does for customers or the business. <br><br>Background: Risa was born years ago into a military family with both her parents being part of the Navy. From a young age she moved from ship to ship as your average military brat and lived a fairly normal life with her grades excelling in technology repair, design, and creation. <br><br>At the age of 15 as she and her parents were moving duty stations they were attacked by Pirates. With little chance of survival each family member ejected in an escape pod and let them have their small transport ship. Risa was rescued by a group of outlaws who brought her to the space station known as the Haven and gave her a job as a tech specialist. A few years later she decided she wanted to move more toward legitimate business and left the outlaw group taking the few credits she had to start a business that sold solutions to almost every problem. At first she specialized in vehicle and equipment repair but as more dangerous jobs came down she began looking for a partner and recruited Sarah. Since then their business has been working well <br><br>=================================<br><br>Risa sat by her computer, looking at the spreadsheet of their business account and leaned back, stretching her body out and closing her eyes for a few minutes. Her long lavender hair fell down her back like a silk scarf might blow in the wind for a moment before falling. Silently she was a little pleased that the repair work she had done at the spaceport over the last week. It had not only paid off their personal expenses for the next year but also put a nice chunk of change into the account. She wasnt sure how she would spend it but at the very least she decided she was going to take a few hundred credits and take Sarah and herself to a nice restraunt in a few days. They had both earned that little treat. <br><br>Smiling she took her glasses off and layed them down on the table, rubbing her eyes as she looked up through the skylight and at the sea of stars above them. She wondered how long it would be till she took their cargo ship, the Starchaser into space again. She had always liked zero gravity and the feel of space but there was something to be said for being on solid ground as well.<br><br>On's: She enjoys bondage, humiliation, physical and mental teasing, and giving/recieving oral and anal sex. 
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				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>18-01-2008, 21:59:05</strong>
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				Locked in geosynchronous orbit to the world below, the spacestation spun with the planet as the day ended and local evening began.&nbsp; Shift whistles that blared with the high-pitched shriek of the old steam monsters signaled the turnover from the day shift to the evening, and Sarah looked up from the display on the treadmill where she was pounding away the miles, and swore like an old sailor.&nbsp; She hadn't realized how late it was getting, had just wanted to do a quick 5 under moderate gravity, and she'd fallen into the zone.&nbsp; Endorphins and adrenaline, blood pressure and sweat would do it every time.<br><br>She pressed the quick stop button, and hopped off the treadmill as it ground down.&nbsp; She landed heavily; suggesting far more mass than her slim, athletic frame hinted at, and took a long drink of water, and let what she didn't consume fall on her flushed face, hot brow, and short, spiky black hair.&nbsp; An N7 marine was used to long periods of mind-numbing downtime, followed by brief, intense periods of excitement, and found ways to pass the time.&nbsp; Physical activity was a popular one, and Sarah had spent at least two hours every day of the past few weeks since she'd last been spaceborn lifting weights, running, or keeping up to form with a sparring partner. <br><br>Never until the night shift, though.&nbsp; The stations onboard squadron of marines descended on the fitness center starting at around night shift, and she never hung around long enough to risk bumping into any of them.&nbsp; It would have been...awkward.<br><br>Given the lateness of the hour, Sarah decided to forgo her post workout stretching and cooldown, and merely draped a towel over her shoulders as she walked through the corridors.&nbsp; Back under normal gravity, there was a spring in her step, a lightness in the way she carried herself.&nbsp; That, and the fact that she was wearing a tank top rendered nearly transparent by sweat drew more than one set of appraising eyes her way before she returned to the apartment she shared with Risa.<br><br>Her palmprint opened the security door and Sarah stepped into the smallish room, looking up at the ceiling of swimming stars as she did so.&nbsp; "Hey bean-counter," she said in a husky, measured soprano, gently teasing.&nbsp; "You planning on eloping with those spreadsheets?"
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-01-2008, 22:12:08</strong>
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				At first Risa didnt realize someone was there till she heard the footsteps echoing on the cement floor. At first she thought it was just another customer and reached forward to close the spreadsheet but as the voice echoed in her ears she knew that it was no customer, it was someone far more important to her. "Huh?" she said as she looked over, her lips curling into a gentle smile as she saw Sarah. Her hand moved from the mouse to her glasses and she put them back on without a second thought but still smiled as she looked over her lover. Risa took a deep breath as she placed her hands into her lap, the fingers gripping and playing with the hem of her skirt as she looked over Sarah, half looking away and half watching her as she blushed from how much she could see. "I, um...I was just doing the books. I finished that engine repair job for Mr. Lopes this morning and for the rush of the job he payed us an extra five thousand. I was thinking about how to spend it...maybe a nice dinner or something, ya know?"
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				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>18-01-2008, 22:26:08</strong>
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				Her smile was small and her nod perfunctory when Risa told her about the job she had done for Lopes and the accompanying payment.&nbsp; Sarah was impatient and impulsive, and showed very little interest in things that bored her; and engine specs were top on that list.&nbsp; Strange characteristics for a pilot, but there they were.&nbsp; She made the effort, however, not to sigh impatiently or roll her eyes, but couldn't fake enthusiasm.&nbsp; <br><br>The former marine knelt down in front of Risa's chair, resting her chin on the long-haired girl's slender thigh, and looking up with a mischievous sparkle in her hazel eyes.&nbsp; "Thank God," she said.&nbsp; "The cupboards are bare.&nbsp; I was going to check the rattraps to see if I could find a meat for the stew tonight if you hadn't suggested that."&nbsp; She turned her head, gave Risa's legs a nuzzle with the side of her face, like a cat scentmarking her mate, and Risa could feel her heavy pulse through the vein at her throat.&nbsp; "Chinese?"
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-01-2008, 22:42:45</strong>
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				She smiled at the jokes and leaned down to put her arms around Sarah, hugging her tightly for a moment before she picked up a small pad of paper and handed it to her. "Well...I already ordered take out tonight. He gave me a thousand at the site and deposited the rest into the account. I didnt expect his payment to go through so fast...I got your favorite though. Maybe we can go somewhere fancy tommorrow night or later in the week." she stated as her hands moved to the sides of her legs, the fingers still nervously playing with the hem of her skirt. <br><br>Risa tried to breath a little deeper and it helped her relax a little as she looked into Sarah's eyes. "With the deposit normal expenses are pretty much covered for the next year. Advertising, rent, space port fee's, utilities, and food are all taken care of if we watch our spending and we even have a little left over for other things. Ive also been designing a new way to lower fuel consumption in engines so if I get that working and get the patent itll be worth a lot..." she stopped there, realizing she was rambling about future plans and smiled. "Lets celebrate tonight, ok?"
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				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>18-01-2008, 22:50:38</strong>
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				"Yeah," said Sarah, very softly, barely audible over the constant, gentle hum as the cylindrical sections of the station turned beneath them, hanging forever in the skies in the world below.&nbsp; It wasn't easy for the two of them to make their way.&nbsp; Groundside, an ex-marine, even a gunnery chief, was limited into the support she could bring to their operation.&nbsp; Sure, security when their shared past forced them to do business with the more unsavory elements of spaceborne society, but those jobs were fewer and far between this past year.&nbsp; Risa was getting a reputation, a good one, in the better circles, and they hadn't needed to bring their small cargo ship out of dock in a couple of months.&nbsp; Sarah was frustrated by the inactivity, she longed to get back in the pilot's chair and trade their Queen-sized mattress for a ship's berth.<br><br>Sarah stood up, trailing her hands along Risa'd thighs and hips, up her sides and to her shoulders, and half-guided, half-lifted the smaller woman, pressing her back against the desk and drawing her into a tight embrace.&nbsp; "Drinks, are special.&nbsp; Dancing's special too.&nbsp; Drinks and dancing together are ultra special.&nbsp; Wear that little slinky black thing of yours.&nbsp; I'll grab a shower."
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-01-2008, 23:04:20</strong>
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				She was a little suprised but nodded anyway, watching her lover go off into the restroom before she saved and shut down her computer and went into their bedroom. She slide onto the bed, sitting there for a moment as she looked over the picture of when they participated in the Haven's last space race as her fingers slowly untied her shoes and slide them off. She remembered coming in at fifth place in the whole race but first as private pilots and how it had impacted their business, bringing in a lot of great opportunity and customers. <br><br>Smiling she reached up, unbuttoning the front of her blouse and then sliding it off to show the light blue strapless bra she had undernearth and her fingers went down to slide the skirt from her legs revealing the same colored panties. Beneath her clothes she had all the right curves in all the right places giving her an almost angelicly beautiful look. As she stood there in her underwear she took a look into the mirror, turning one way and then the other before she opened her drawers and pulled out the garment Sarah had mentioned. Smiling she slide it on over her lingerie before hearing the doorbell and slipped on her robe to go answer. Already knowing it was the delivery guy
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				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>18-01-2008, 23:21:49</strong>
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				Just a quick shower; water credits were expensive even on the money they were making these days.&nbsp; A lick and a promise, just enough to build up a good lather and wash the sweat from her body.&nbsp; Beneath the high-pressure spray, her slender frame glistened with a lithe ripple of firm muscles, a solid bedrock under her obvious and undeniable femininity.&nbsp; The water cut off after the allocated time, and Sarah grumbled.&nbsp; She hadn't been under the hot water long enough to let the pulse ease a little bit of the soreness from her shoulders and back, and resolved to get Resa to spend some time with massage oil straddling her back.&nbsp; The thought of it made her shiver all over, dropping a hand to the shaved mound between her legs, and give herself a teasing caress.<br><br>She heard the door chime just as she knotted her bathrobe, and stepped into the bedroom the two women shared.&nbsp; Peering through the cracked door as she laid out something a little more formal than her workout sweats, she called into the combination living room/office.&nbsp; "Make sure to get extra hot mustard."
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-01-2008, 23:29:12</strong>
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				Risa took the time to make sure that the everything she had ordered was there as well as grabbing some extra condoments before she dug into her purse, taking out the thirty credits and handing it to the man with a smile. Once he was gone she took the tray and carried it to the coffee table, setting it down and spreading everything out so it looked more like a meal then take out.<br><br>As everything was set she slide the robe off, tossing it on the back of the couch before sitting down and adjusting her clothes so they gave just a teasing glance at her naughty bits. "Sarah? Its all ready. I got lots of hot mustard for you." she called out before reaching forward to take a drink of the soda as she waited.
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				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>19-01-2008, 04:24:49</strong>
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				A little bit of gel in her hair had made the short strands go straight out, glistening and spike-like, making her face seem sharper and narrower.&nbsp; Sarah pranced from the bedroom, wearing a pair of thin cotton boyshorts, clinging to her body with the damp drops of warm water from the shower, and a strapless bra of the same maroon color, covering and hinting more than lifting and supporting. <br><br>The ex-marine looked at the buffet and wrapped an arm around Risa's waist, pulling their bodies close together and kissing her, teeth giving playful nips at the corners of her mouth.&nbsp; "It looks," she breathed, breaking each pair of words with another kiss.&nbsp; "Just delicious.&nbsp; And I'm not talking about the food."
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-01-2008, 20:27:53</strong>
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				She smiled warmly and looked up into Sarah's eyes. "Thank you." she whispered as her arms moved behind her lovers back and pulled her closer as well. "Its nice to wash off the grease and fuel for awhile..." she stated as her hands set on Sarah's and guided them down to her smooth outer thighs. "Do you like how that feels? After seventeen days of being covered in muck I just had to come home and take a hot shower, shave my body, and wait for you to come kiss me...seventeen days of hard work, severnteen days of frustration, seventeen days of leaving early and coming home late never able to spend time with you. Show me it was worth it tonight."
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				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>19-01-2008, 21:19:35</strong>
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				Without another word, Sarah placed her hands on Risa's hips, and lifted.&nbsp; Arms corded with firm muscles lifted the smaller girl like a doll and pressed her back into the wall, where the impact of the pressing bodies made the dishes stacked in the cupboards rattle.&nbsp; Sara's eyes were hungry, and dark as she rolled back the hem of that slinky black dress, fingertips guiding her thighs apart, and moving closer towards her center.<br><br>Her breath was hot on her neck, shoulders, as she bowed her head, kissing, sucking, and biting along the smooth flesh.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-01-2008, 21:30:02</strong>
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				Risa didnt fight at all, in fact she just leaned back and let her hands stay on Sarah's hips as she looked down into her eyes. A shiver of delight ran through her body as she felt the air kiss her belly and chest and it forced her to toss her head back and moan lightly. Every fiber of her being told Sarah how much she needed to be touched and loved again, the pure sexual frustration of the last few weeks had overwhelmed her and now she would do anything and everything to feel the pleasure and love she desired so much.
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				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>19-01-2008, 21:46:52</strong>
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				Her sure, strong hand took Risa's wrist in a solid grip, and lifted them up above her head, pinning them to the wall, even as the hands between her legs began stroking her over the thin, silky material of her panties.&nbsp; Her teeth were drawing the flesh of her neck into her mouth, nibbling and sucking on it, before her tongue licked along the neat line of light bite marks she'd left.&nbsp; "Has Risa been a good girl or a bad girl?" Sarah asked, with a light growl of excited desire.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-01-2008, 21:55:13</strong>
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				Another shiver of excitement ran through her as Sarah pulled her arms up and held her wrists over her head. She tried to fight the hold for just a moment but found it was futile, a fact that excited her even more. A look of longing and desire followed a moment later as she breathed deeply. "Despite all my hard work I neglected you...so Ive been bad...will you punish me?" she asked in a husky and excited voice
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				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>19-01-2008, 22:23:48</strong>
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				There were a few two-foot lengths of soft nylon rope scattered in drawers throughout the apartment; even given its small size, past experience had taught the two lovers the utility of having quick access to a set of restrains.&nbsp; Sarah wrapped the rope around Risa's wrists, tying them together in front of her, and then tucked the tail ends of the rope into the coil to prevent her from wriggling free.&nbsp; She gave her lover a long, hungry kiss when she had finished binding her, and then, pulling her by her bound wrists, took her over the her battered old armchair, settling down with a creak of the ancient springs, and taking Risa over her lap.&nbsp; "I think you need a little punishment," she said, stroking Risa's bottom through her dress.&nbsp; "Shall we say...forty?"
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-01-2008, 23:20:44</strong>
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				She felt nothing but delight the whole time, first the the nylon rope, then at the creaking of the chair, and even more as she felt herself bent over and her bottom stroked. "Forty?" she asked coyly, knowing exactly what her lover ment and feeling a thrill run through her body at the thought of each one.
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				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>19-01-2008, 23:32:16</strong>
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				"Forty," Sarah answered, in a no-nonsense tone.&nbsp; She lifted the hem of Risa's skirt, letting the cooler air of the room brush against the backs of her thighs, and teased the elastic bands in her underwear, letting them snap with stinging little bites against her waist and bottom.<br><br>Teasing continued even after she lowered the panties, and stroked the girl's upturned bottom with her palm, giving it a squeeze.&nbsp; And then a slap, light, but enough to echo against the close walls of the room.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 00:11:29</strong>
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				"Ok fourty." she replied, laying her head down on the couch as she tried to lift her bottom up just a bit. She gasped slightly as she felt the light slap and felt another shiver of delight run through her body. "Thirty nine more..." she whispered as she wiggled her bottom back and forth slightly as if she was daring Sarah to continue.
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				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 00:44:17</strong>
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				The next nine spanks came in increasing severity, until by the time they reached number ten, they were fierce, stinging slaps against the taut flesh of her bottom.&nbsp; In between each came a tender, loving caress to the fair skin, which grew pinker as the count went higher.&nbsp; The air was heavy with the smell of arousal, for Sarah's enjoyment of punishing Risa was no less than Risa's own enjoyment of the punishment, and the feel of her, squirming and jumping on her lap made her feel as if a warmth was building inside her, throbbing in her loins.<br><br>The next ten were all as hard as the hardest of the first group; the warmup was over, and Sarah was spanking to punish, now.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 01:01:19</strong>
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				Each one made her jump a little and toward the end of the first group she began letting out a light yelp each time. Even though it was punishment it wasnt really just that to Risa. For her it was giving herself and showing the depths of her trust in her lover as well as just one more thing to add to their choices of foreplay. By now small drops of her sweet juices ran down her inner thighs filling the room with her scent of desire and arousal as well as her yelps.
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				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 01:05:45</strong>
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				Sara finished at thirty, and put her arm around Risa's waist, holding her tight against her torso, her spanking hand running swiftly across the pink cheeks.&nbsp; She gave a tremble, as if seized by a fitful desire to turn her over onto the couch and ravish her then and there, and only restrained herself with effort.<br><br>"Go get your hairbrush for the last ten," she whispered
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 01:49:47</strong>
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				The next ten made her even more aroused, albiet sore. Her inner thighs were moist from the mass of juices that ran down them and her nipples were hard as rocks and stuck out as if beging to be suckled. At Sarah's command she nodded for a moment, standing up and almost falling over as she felt the soreness shoot through her bottom. Luckily she was able to keep her balance and walk into their bedroom without to much trouble. While in there she took a moment to brush back a few errants of her hair before she grabbed the hairbrush and came back out, setting it on the arm of the couch before bending back over Sarah's lap.
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				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 01:53:27</strong>
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				The hairbrush lay on the arm of the couch where she had put it.&nbsp; Sarah did not immediately reach for it, instead running the tip of her index finger across Resa's lips, reaching between her thighs to touch her just at the apex of her sex, feeling how wet and slick the digit got as she caressed her lover.&nbsp; "So wet," she said before pulling her hand away.<br><br>The hairbrush came down, making a little swoosh before it impacted with a heavy, dull ache that spread atop the sharper stings of the hand spanking.&nbsp; "Bad girls have to be punished, don't they," she scolded.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 03:10:52</strong>
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				Risa yelped and jumped again feeling the heavy smack of the hairbrush on her soft skin. "Y-yes, Ive been bad and deserve this. Bad girls need to be punished...keep punishing me Sarah." she whispered while looking up, her wrists tugging slightly to feel the bite of the nylon rope tied tightly around them. 
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				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 03:20:47</strong>
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				By the time the promised forty had been delivered, Risa's ass had turned a very angry shade of red.&nbsp; Sarah looked at it carefully, feeling the heat of the bruised cheeks radiating an inch or two away from the actual skin.&nbsp; No serious, permanent damage, not even a break in the skin, but it would definitely be sore for the next few hours.&nbsp; <br><br>Picking up her lover and setting her back down on the soft, enveloping cushions of the couch, Sarah went down on her knees in front of her, lowering her head to the juice-slick thighs, and lapping it up.&nbsp; "Horny little slut," she said lovingly.&nbsp; "Bet you come in about a minute."
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 03:32:40</strong>
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				She let out a slight gasp as her hot cheeks set onto the pillows underneath her but she loved every second of her punishment and would do it all over again without a second thought. As she felt Sarah spread her legs she blushed brightly and turned her face away, only turning a little brighter as her lover called her a horny slut. It was true of course Risa was the slutiest of girls with Sarah and was always horny around her but she rarely ever admitted to it. 
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				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 03:36:48</strong>
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				Laughing, she didn't spend any more time teasing the bound submissive, but placed her lips on Risa's glistening slit and began to lick, letting the tip of her tongue slide between the lips and into the hot, throbbing center of her.&nbsp; She didn't mean it, not really.&nbsp; The dirty talk was just to her what the punishment was to Risa; part of the powerful alchemy they had between the two of them that made both of them almost constantly horny around each other, constantly frustrated when they were both too busy at work to consummate their relationship.&nbsp; "Come for me, Risa," she said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 03:56:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasped as she felt Sarah's hot tongue slide inside her and it was only a few moments before her bound hands moved down to tangle in her lovers hair as she began letting out deep moans. Her legs spread wider as she urged Sarah on, wanting to cum all over her face and scream her voice raw with the first orgasm she would experience in weeks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 04:03:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Risa's juices began to flow all the harder, as the moans and hair tangling started, Sarah reached her hands back to dig her fingertips into the pained and sore flesh of her ass, letting the reignited pain mingle with the pleasure coming from her mouth, making her nerves go crazy with the conflicting stimulation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 04:10:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When pleasure and pain both mixed together and forced her to moan her lovers name louder, saying it over and over with more and more intensity and volume as if she was reciting a mantra of some kind. Soon enough her fingers clenched, pulling Sarah's hair just slightly as she felt herself cumming already. A huge wave of pleasure washed over her as she screamed Sarah's name at the top of her lungs and her tight walls clenched together making her squirt her juices into Sarah's mouth. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 04:14:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Loud, vulgar noises of slurping came as Sarah delightfully licked away at the juices streaming across her lips and mouth, down her chin and dripping onto the sofa cushions.&nbsp; She kept licking away, until the wave leveled off and the orgasm subsided before she lowered the skirt back to cover Risa's pussy, wiping her mouth with a laugh and a twinkle in her eye.&nbsp; "God you're so hot, Ris.&nbsp; Do you know that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 04:25:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It took almost a full minute for her to come down from the natural high before she looked into Sarah's eyes and smiled. She leaned forward despite feeling the pain of her sore bottom to put her arms around her lovers neck and pull her closer so she could whisper into her ear. "Thank you. This little slut wants to fuck you and be fucked by you all night Sarah. "
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 04:28:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Drinks and dancing.&nbsp; You promised," she said, untying the knots around Risa's wrists.&nbsp; She gave the slightly chafed flesh a loving caress, and then sat down next to her on the couch, making herself a plate of Chinese food from the mini-buffet.&nbsp; Her eyes were hot and heavily lidded, and she rubbed her thighs together.&nbsp; Risa imagined that if she opened her legs, she'd find Sarah's pussy as slick and wet as her own had been.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 04:36:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled and leaned back into the pillows, reaching out with one hand to pick up the chicken chow mein she had ordered. "I dont know how much dancing I can do after that spanking but Ill try." she said with a little chuckle. Seeing Sarah rub her legs together like that made her smile, her mind wandering into a slew of naughty thoughts that included her tongue and a drawer full of toys.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 04:44:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing around a mouthful of lo mein, Sarah snatched up a napkin to cover her mouth before she started coughing.&nbsp; She did both, took a mouthful of water to wash it down, and tapped her chest.&nbsp; "Oh, I think you'll dance all the better for a twingy bottom, don't you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 04:51:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She took a bite of the chow mein as she looked into Sarah's eyes, smiling the whole time. "Mayyyyybe." she said in a coy way before she rolled over onto her belly. In that position she felt much better, not having the constant pain of her sore bottom bothering her as she ate and talked with her lover. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 05:01:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Unable to resist her charms, Sarah's hand found its way to Risa's thigh, stroking past the line made by her skirt's hem and up to her hip, back down again.&nbsp; "I'm done.&nbsp; Can't eat too much more or I'll feel like a lump, but I think I should be able to handle my liquor without it going straight to my head." <br><br>Standing, Sarah stacked her dishes in the sink, and went into the bedroom.&nbsp; When she came out a few moments later, she was wearing a cocktail dress in roughly the same crimson shade as her lipstick.&nbsp; In her hand, she had a rough metal sphere with a tapering shape to it, fetched from their toy drawer.&nbsp; She gave it a slow caress as she looked at Risa, smiling.&nbsp; "Maybe?&nbsp; No maybes, dearie.&nbsp; You're going to dance if I have to put little electros on your feet.&nbsp; This should put a spring in your step."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 05:06:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cocked her head to the side slightly, smiling coyly at the object in Sarah's hands as she came back into the room. Risa took a few moments to finish the chow mein before taking another drink of her soda and standing up to walk over to her lover. "and whats that for?" she asked coyly as she neared, keeping her eyes locked with Sarah's.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 05:10:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmmm," she said as she turned Risa around with a hand on her shoulder.&nbsp; Down that hand went, lifting up the hem of the skirt, and placing the cold metal toy against her lips, turning it this way and that so that it picked up a thin coating of her juices and Sarah's saliva.&nbsp; Shiny and slick, she turned it upward, letting it press against her ass, spreading the red cheeks and pushing it towards the anus.&nbsp; "For keeping you lively, pet," she said, nibbling her ear.&nbsp; "Wear it for me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 05:14:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She reached back holding her hand as she looked back into Sarah's eyse and gave a wanting smile. Hot desire running down her legs and showing in her beautiful eyes. "Ild do anything for you. Just tell me what to do." she whispered. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 05:17:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a firm, insisting push, the plug went into Risa's ass, large and heavy and still cold, but warming to her temperature quickly enough.&nbsp; When it was placed, Sarah turned her around, kissed her deeply, and hugged her close.&nbsp; "I want you to wear this plug while we go out dancing so that it drives you crazy, makes you feel full and horny all night long.&nbsp; I want you to beg me to take you home and fuck you before we're done."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 05:25:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Risa gave a light grunt as the toy spread her tight hole and side inside her. It had been awhile sine Sarah had played with her anus, perhaps too long. "I already fill full and horny..." she whispered as her arms slipped around Sarah's body. "I could wear that little blue dress you like, and wear my see through lingerie." she suggested as she leaned up to kiss Sarah.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 05:29:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave her ass a smack, knowing that it would be doubly effective, given the plug and the spanking she'd had earlier, making sure her fingers connected with the base of the plug.&nbsp; "We're off to a good start.&nbsp; I like that blue dress on you, but bend down and you'll show everyone how I abuse you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 05:34:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She leaned up pressing her lips lightly against Sarah's for a moment "I like how it feels when your taking it off me..." she whispered before stepping away and walking back into their bedroom. Inside she undressed and found the dress she had mentioned slipping it on before walking back out and putting her hands back on Sarah's hips. "On second thought, forget the underwear tonight. I want you to tease me on the dance floor..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 05:47:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There were no fewer than three nightclubs on their section of the space station, all set in the outer hub of the rotating arms so that the play of the planets and moon and stars made up the backdrop of a scene of pulsing lights and shuffling bodies.&nbsp; Nova was the nearest to their apartment, owned and operated by a tall, willowy Truxan and his clan-family as the wait staff and security.&nbsp; Their multifaceted eyes reflected the strobing lighting as they kept order and the drinks flowing.&nbsp; <br><br>Sarah paid the cover for both of them, ten credits each, and stood to the side of the door, doing a quick visual sweep of the crowd.&nbsp; It was busy, even early in the night, and her odds of actually spotting a threat in such a press slim to none, but instincts died hard.&nbsp; She gave Risa's hand a squeeze, and put an arm around her shoulders.&nbsp; "So lame it's cool," she said, half shouting over the hum of the music.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 05:53:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She reached up with both hands, holding Sarah's hand as she watched the crowd of people. Risa had a hint of a blush on her face as she felt exposed in front of all these people with no underwear and even a toy that was snugly placed in her anus. "Do you want to get some drinks or go right to the dance floor?" she asked as her head turned to look up into her lovers eyes. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 05:57:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thinking over the question, she reached down and gave Risa's slender bottom a squeeze.&nbsp; Between the plug and the spanking, Risa knew that Sarah's hand wouldn't stray far from those cheeks all night, constantly teasing and tormenting her, making her crazy...<br><br>"Drinks, dancing, then more drinks," she decided.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 06:02:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The soft squeeze suprised her a bit, embarrassing her and turning her on simultaneously. She was a glutton for punishment though and especially loved when the punishments humiliated her at the same time. Smiling she let her arm slide around Sarah's back as the other one continued to hold her hand. "There a booth right over there." she stated while nodded to the right, her feet already leading them both over that way. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 14:41:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sitting down in a place of such vibrant energy was never easy for Sarah, who loved being in the middle of the crowd, especially during such a jubilant display as the crowd was turning out.&nbsp; She was the same way taking a vidphone call, or when there was down time shipboard; the ex marine would walk back and forth in the room or cockpit, contorting herself in weird stretches, just to keep moving, just to keep an eye on everything going on around her.<br><br>But she sat, back to the wall so she could watch as much as possible, and gave a laugh as an Alliance Navy pilot said something to offend one of Hoffryn's many delicate sensibilities, and was turned out to his protest and surprise.&nbsp; "Nothing with a frilly umbrella in it," Sarah cautioned Risa.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 18:17:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded as before going to the counter and ordering a couple of drinks. A long island ice tea for herself and a club special that they called passion fruit for Sarah. She couldnt help but try to pull her skirt down a little as she walked up to the bar and stood there waiting for drinks but the dress was made to show as much skin as possible while stil being decent. After she had the drinks she came back sliding into the booth and onto Sarah's lap as she set the drinks down. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 21:27:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The passion fruit was a dangerous drink; sweet enough to go straight down without complaint, yet potent enough that most humans couldn't tolerate more than two or three without going straight over the limit, one had to be careful to sip the alien wine carefully.&nbsp; Her lips tasted like the liquor after she'd taken her first drink, and kissed Risa afterwards.&nbsp; Shielded by the table, her hand crept beneath Risa's skirt, stroking her bare ass and pinching the tender flesh.&nbsp; "I think we should start looking into our own light cruiser," Sarah said.&nbsp; "Something a little more fearsome than the junk we've got now; something fast, with teeth.&nbsp; Is it in our budget?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 21:37:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her cheeks redened as she felt the soft stroking and half looked away as she took a drink of the long island ice tea. "A cruiser?...no, we dont have anywhere near that kind of money. At best we could afford a bigger cargo ship but if we just needed space it would be cheaper to overhall the one we have. I could do a cheap overhaul and add in another section to house a fighter though. Its not cruiser firepower but its better then the quad laser canon's we have now...What do you think?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 21:40:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The sour face she got in reply was answer enough, even before she spoke.&nbsp; "We don't need a cargo haul.&nbsp; When's the last time we smuggled?"&nbsp; Reflexively, she looked around the bar at the mention of the word "smuggle," but no-one was listening, or could have overheard more than a few feet away.&nbsp; "Anything we need to haul could fit in the hold of a Moray-class light cruiser.&nbsp; It's not just the firepower, it's the engine design.&nbsp; You can only put so much firepower on a box, and you still have a box with a lot of firepower on it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 22:08:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shrugged for a moment while leaning back as she looked up to Sarah. "Its not smuggling I was talking about. There some colonizing in the works for the Helba system in the next few months. You know the goverments going to need someone to haul all their construction equipment, building supplies, and such. With fuel expenses it works out to us making a killing, I just need to land the job..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 22:12:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah didn't say another word, only took a sip of the passion fruit, and gave a happy shudder as she felt the first effects of the alcohol spread warmth through her cheeks.&nbsp; She found no pleasure piloting cargo ships, Risa knew.&nbsp; She was a ship-freak, looking the latest specs over in her spare time, designing her own in margin doodles, and spending more than a few hours at the dockyards, looking covetously at the sleek yachts and menacing light cruisers in berth.&nbsp; But their money was what it was, and a light cruiser, even a reconditioned Orca, was out of their budget.<br><br>"At least it'll get us out to space again.&nbsp; You know you love tooling around in our little <em>Gravy Train</em>."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 23:03:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled warmly and nodded in agreement as she took another drink. "Yeah i do but Ild like messing around with any ship. I dont care what class. I mean yeah the Starchaser's kind of my home but really anywhere where you are is my true home...and if I can do some modifications here and there thats just icing on a delicious cake."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2008, 23:18:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Without warning, the hand that had been caressing her bottom turned hard, and pinched the welted flesh cruelly, even as she smiled wider and took another sip.&nbsp; The act of Risa sitting on her lap had sent out a pretty clear signal that they weren't there looking for male companionship, but that didn't keep more than one pair of roving eyes from watching them from across the dance floor, which made it all the more daring for Sarah to twitch up Risa's skirt an inch or so.&nbsp; "Speaking of which...how does <em>it</em> feel?" she asked, with another pinch to her bottom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 00:03:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Each soft pinch made a sense of longing shoot through her and she would have given anything to just be thrown on the table and taken. She smiled slightly as Sarah mentioned 'it' and she breathed deeply while trying to maintain some composure. "It feels good..." she stated before leaning closer to kiss her lovers cheek and then whisper into her ear "It feels really good, I always loved it when you played with me there..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 00:14:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The passion fruit was half finished, and her cheeks were a pleasant shade of pink, flushed from the heat of dancing bodies and the alcohol in her system.&nbsp; She let her thumb trail over the base of the butt plug before she gave Risa a bump.&nbsp; "Dancing," she said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 00:37:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded for a moment before reluctantly pushing Sarah's hand away and pulling the hem of her skirt lower. She had to take a minute to steady herself as she stood up or the alchohol likely would have made her fall right over. When she was on her feet she reached over taking Sarah's hand and lead her out on the dance floor, watching her and keeping their eyes locked for the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 00:46:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The moderately slow number that had been playing when they stood up came to an end before they had time to do much more than put their hands on each other and begin to sway in rhythm to the music.&nbsp; The next song was a far more energetic number, drifting keyboard rifts and a manic drumbeat.&nbsp; Sarah took a half step back and began dancing, fast, furious, arms and legs stamping out in time to the pulse.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 01:01:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Risa tried to follow the beat as best she could but her sore bottom and the distraction of the plug secured in her tight anus slowed her down quite a bit. She tried to stay as close to Sarah as she could while following the beat with her whole body trying to move in tandem with it and with her
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 01:08:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She danced passionately, if not particularly well, and before the extended instrument song was finished, she had worked up a sweat that glistened on her forehead, and her breath was quick and ragged, like she had just sprinted into Nova from the other end of the station.&nbsp; Another song started, but Sarah stepped to the side of the floor, fanning herself with a hand.&nbsp; She was smirking at Risa.&nbsp; "Seems like you got a weird twitch in your step," she said into her ear.&nbsp; "Everything all right 'back there?'"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 01:33:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed slightly at the question and tried to take a deep breath while stepping to the side. It was hard for her to move with her bottom so sore, the plug inside her, and her juices forming on her inner thighs. She felt exposed to everyone around them which embarrassed and aroused her to no end. Smiling she walked up to Sarah and took her free hand, guiding it to her moist inner thighs. Then she leaned forward kissing Sarah's cheek again and whispering into her ear "Im probably honier then Ive been in a month...I really need it bad Sarah...take me home and do everything you want to me...please?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 01:38:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Instead of an answer, Sarah walked back to the table, picked up the passion fruit, and threw it back in a single gulp, rocking on her feet as the sweet burn of so much alcohol hit her at once.&nbsp; She turned back, looking at Risa with eyes heavily glazed in desire, and nodded, pointing to the door.<br><br>The lift they rode from Nova was empty except for them, and the moment the doors were closed, her lover was pushing her against the rounded walls, fingers kneading her breasts through the thin material of the dress, thigh pressing against her mound as she kissed her.&nbsp; "Anything I want?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 01:53:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Risa followed her without question through the winding halls of the station and into the elevator. When she was pressed up against the wall of the elevator she smiled at Sarah's aggressivness, it had always been something she liked. At the question she blushed brightly knowing that the answer would be exactly what Sarah wanted and would lead Risa into a night of unending embarrassment. Luckily, Risa always loved to be embarrassed with Sarah's aggressive nature put her in revealing situations. She nodded then as she breathed deeply "As long as you call me a horny little slut and use me all night, you can have anything you want."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 01:57:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A slap across the cheek answered her promise, and another to the other cheek.&nbsp; Nor hard, certainly not as hard as those wiry arms were capable of, but hard enough to sting, hard enough to make her blink in shock as her lover leaned in to kiss her...then backed away as the lift doors slid open as they arrived on their section of the station, with the computerized voice of the lift control station announcing their domicile.&nbsp; <br><br>Her lover turned and walked out of the lift, with a "come-hither" look over her shoulder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 02:11:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A little jump came with both slaps of her rosey cheeks and she leaned into the kiss, licking Sarah's lips in those short few seconds. When she exited Risa reached down pulling the hem of the dress down some as if to make sure she revealed nothing but what was normal before following Sarah but she was sure that look of hers ment trouble.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 02:13:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Locking the door behind them, her eyes were smoldering as the security latch chimed, signaling that any callers to the door would be turned away with a recorded message.&nbsp; "Oh baby," she said, lifting up her skirt to short her smooth, muscular legs, the tops of her thighs hugged by the plain cotton of her boyshorts.&nbsp; "I'm hornier than a fifteen year old boy with a spyhole into the girl's locker room.&nbsp; Take off your dress, Risa, and show me how fucking hot you are."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 02:41:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Risa smiled as she watched Sarah lift her own skirt and wondered if Sarah was as soaking wet she was. The thought played in her mind that if she had worn panties to the club that they would be see through by now from the mass of juices that stuck to her thighs. Still Risa followed along, slowly slipping one strap of the dress off as she turned to the side and then around. She only letting Sarah see her backside as she slide the other one off and held the garment there, slowly letting it drop down her curvy figure till it fell to the floor. She stepped out of the high heels, tossing them to the side as her arms raised above her and after making Sarah wait so patiently she started to turn around, letting her lover see her whole body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 02:54:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The sight of her made Sara growl hungrily, and she took a step towards her, intending to throw her down to the ground and have here then and there, but caught herself in time.&nbsp; She rubbed herself over her shorts, biting her lip before looking away.&nbsp; There was a drawer in their kitchen where Sarah had made space for a few items that she felt she might need if they were in the larger of the two-room apartment and didn't want to bring back from the bedroom.&nbsp; She opened it, and took out the smooth leather collar with dainty little steel studs.&nbsp; The two bracelets matched, from the grain of the brown cowshide to the locking clasps to the anchor points.&nbsp; "Put these on," she said, hoarsely.&nbsp; "And wait for me to come back," she added, walking into the bedroom and closing the door behind her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 03:04:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Risa was a little suprised by how Sarah had acted but brushed it off thinking it was nothing important. She took each one, looking them over and feeling the leather before she set the bracelts on the table. Smiling she pulled her hair back some as one hand brought the collar behind her neck and then she let the lavendar colored hair fall as she reached forward to secure the collar. She made sure it was tight, but nowhere near choking.<br><br>Then she picked up each braclet, wrapping them around her slender wrists and tightening them till they were also as tight. Smiling at how they matched she sat down, giving a small grunt as the plug pressed into her and her rosey cheeks shot a sliver of pain through her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 15:46:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A few minutes later, the door opened again, and a figure stood in the frame, backlit by the lamp she'd put on in the bedroom.&nbsp; Sarah had changed from the nice, lowcut dress she'd been wearing at Nova.&nbsp; A pair of maroon leather pants, skin tight against every glorious curve of her statuesque legs, was belted at her waist with a broad , studded belt.&nbsp; A harness was on her chest, criss-crossing between her bosom, fastened tightly around her shoulders.&nbsp; Her makeup was severe, red on her cheeks, scarlet on her lips, and dull gray eyeshadow.&nbsp; Her hair was brushed back, away from her pointed face, and she had a riding crop in her hand, and a hungry look in her eye as she looked at Risa.&nbsp; "Do you like it?&nbsp; I just bought it the other day..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 17:01:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Risa saw her new clothes she couldnt help but nod as a hand absently moved to carress her bald mound. "I love it" she said as her lips curled into a mischevious smile. She had that hungry look as well, one that said she desperatly wanted everything and more of what her lover was planning. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 18:21:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Each step she took across the narrow room was done with a rolling motion of her hips, like she was trying to strive for balance on a swaying ship deck.&nbsp; It had the effect of thrusting her hip to the side with every step as she drew closer to Risa.&nbsp; When she had reached her, she lifted a leg, planting it on the surface of the table, and tapping her calf with her crop, indicating the low boot she'd tucked the leather pants into.&nbsp; "So glad, sweetie.&nbsp; I love the way leather feels when I'm hot and wet...don't you just want to eat me all up?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 18:30:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed brightly as her hand continued to carress the soft flesh ofher mound and Risa's eyes couldnt help but wander, taking in every perfect inch of Sarah's body. She then looked up into her lovers eyes, smiling mischeviously "Yes, and I want to do so much more..." she whispered in a husky voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 19:11:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then why," she asked, flicking the crop so that it landed on top of Risa's shoulder with a sting.&nbsp; "Aren't you on your knees, worshiping me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 19:27:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cocked her head to the side for a moment before getting down on her knee's and looking up over Sarah, drinking in every inch of the woman from her look to her scent. "Im sorry Sarah, I was just stunned by how yummy you look." she whispered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 20:12:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah draped her lifted leg on Risa's shoulder, letting her feel the buttery leather caress her soft and supple skin.&nbsp; "I don't think that is going to quite do," she said with a menacing rumble in her voice.&nbsp; "I think I'll punish you for neglecting me...<em>again</em>.&nbsp; Why don't we start with -- Goddamn it!"<br><br>The unexpected outburst came when the monitor mounted on the wall opposite the couch flashed with a triffecta of lights, blue red and yellow, indicating a priority message on their private channel.&nbsp; "I thought I turned that off," Sarah complained.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 20:23:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked back, frowning at the sign of the messege before getting up and walking over to it. She made sure to keep the monitor off as she answered. "You've reached Starwind industries, we sell solutions to any problem. I'm Risa Starwing, how can I help you today?"<br><br>A feminine but mischevious voice came across a moment later "Yes, Ild like to hire your companies services for a job related to salvaging something Ive found. The job will take about a week to get there, salvage the find, and get back. Im also paying four hundred thousand if the operation is successful and adding a bonus if we can keep it quiet."<br><br>Risa looked back, shrugging slightly at Sarah before clicking the mute button on. "Thats a good chunk of change...what do you think?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 20:26:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shaken so far from dom-space by the intrusion of business into their sex life, Sarah scowled, suddenly feeling ridiculous in her getup and folding her arms across her chest, as if in shame of her partial nudity.&nbsp; "Get some specifics," she said.&nbsp; "Where and what, mostly, but check out the client, too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2008, 20:41:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well duh." she replied with a smirk before clicking the sound back on. "Alright my partner and I are interested. Ild like to set up an appointment to discuss the specifics, can you come into our office tommorrow morning?...and can I get your name?"<br><br>"Yes I can, lets say around nine am. My name is Maria Snow" the voice replied before the link diconnected. <br><br>Risa smiled and jumped into the air "Yes! Four hundred thousand for a salvage job!" she proclaimed before jumping into her computer chair and typing in the woman's name. "Maria Snow...Age 28. Five foot six inches tall. Born December fourth, thirty-four twenty. Occupation, Ship designer and currently employed with Exobiotic as their cheif engineer. Criminal record includes a bunch of parking tickets and one assault charge, the note says it was on an ex-husband though..." a few more clicking sounds came as she pulled up more screens. "I dont see anything in the black market or organized crime databases Ive compiled...it looks like she's green."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>22-01-2008, 03:44:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah found the sight of Risa sitting at her terminal, wearing nothing but collar and cuffs, arousing as hell, but even the thought of what she would like to do to the lilac-haired girl couldn't throw her from the thought she'd had.&nbsp; Not for more than a minute, though.<br><br>"Exobiotic?&nbsp; Hold up."&nbsp; She stood over Risa's shoulder and clicked around in the computer's exonet history until she found the article she had read a week or so back.&nbsp; "Exobiotic denies alien artifact rumors."&nbsp; The page was full of the accompanying story, but the bannerline said it all.&nbsp; Investigations into the corporation were ongoing regarding a rumored discover of alien technology on one of the company's dig sites.&nbsp; "MinXeno is not something I call fun.&nbsp; Make sure you bargain her up to at least six."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>22-01-2008, 03:55:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked up into Sarah's eyes giving a "Well duh!" look for a moment before turning back to the screen. "Salvage operations outside the system are a minimum of eighty and thats with expenses figured in. You know that...but this article was of their cartography division. Doesnt look like it has anything to do with their R&amp;D areas...did you hear any rumors about it or things I might not have through my legitimate contacts?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>22-01-2008, 13:37:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No..." Sarah said reluctantly.&nbsp; Maybe the off-feeling was caused by the timing of Ms. Snow's call, or maybe just general prejob weirdness.&nbsp; There was something about Exobiotic that the ex-marine just didn't like, and what was worse, she couldn't put her finger on it or explain it without vaguely describing her feelings.&nbsp; There was no real way to do that without coming across as petulant, so she didn't bother.<br><br>Sitting down on the couch, she shrugged.&nbsp; "It's off-station, right?&nbsp; So we get to take <em>Gravy Train</em> out of berth.&nbsp; Do you think I should go make sure she's flight worthy?&nbsp; How soon are we going to need clearance to disembark, do you suppose?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>22-01-2008, 17:36:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She turned slightly shrugging "I dont have a clue, thats why I scheduled an appointment to go over the details. Im sure she'll want to leave as soon as possible but its a minimum two days to resupply, refuel, and do a full inspection of the ships systems." She reached over, turning off the computer before walking over to Sarah and sitting down in her lap. She took a moment to look over her clothes again before leaning forward and kissing her deeply. "Come on, lets go to bed so you can punish me, fuck me, then I can fuck you, and then we can get some sleep...after seventeen days on the job with no break Im not missing tonight for anything."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>22-01-2008, 22:47:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her lap was ever open to Risa, and she put a hand on the girl's hip, and another on her thighs as she sat, and smiled and sighed.&nbsp; "Gee...how can I say no to such a charming young lady?"&nbsp; A smile teased her thin lips as she sneaked around and began to slide the plug out of her ass...so slowly, so that the hole stretched tight and wide around the tapering device.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>22-01-2008, 22:55:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave a gasp as her breath was cut short and she leaned forward slightly while her hands clenched together. She loved that feeling of being stretched out by their toys, especially when Sarah was watching. In the last few weeks she hadnt played with herself there and Sarah hardly had a chance to touch her at all so she was much tighter tonight, giving more resistance to the toy's insertion and removal then usual.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 00:14:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After many, many teasing pulls and pushes of the plug, between which she titled her head back to kiss Risa on the mouth, or bow her head to suck from one small, pert breast, Sarah nudged her off her lap, and placed a hand over the collar, on the back of her neck, guiding her to the bedroom.<br><br>Sarah closed the door behind them, pinching Risa's spanked ass.&nbsp; Her saunter was back, as was the domineering purr in her voice.&nbsp; "So you can have a choice, little Risa.&nbsp; I punish you, but let you cum a lot.&nbsp; Or I can skip the punishment, but you don't get to cum, either.&nbsp; What, oh what, will this little girl do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 00:29:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah had gotten some deep and intense moans out of Risa the whole time she teased her with the plug. She went along with every moment, walking into the bedroom just a step behind her lover and with a face full of excitment and arousal. When she was given her choice she cocked her head to the side as she looked over her lover, considering the options. After a few moments she looks into her eyes and smiles as she whispered in a silky voice "I want...no, I <strong>need</strong> to be punished Sarah." she whispered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 01:23:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kissing her lover, tasting her lips and mouth, Sarah sighed deeply as she took Risa's wrists and walked her over to the bed, guiding her to lie down on the soft sheets.&nbsp; There was a small metal eye on the headboard, which Sarah locked to Risa's cuffs, stretching her out lovingly as she bent her head down, taking a nipple between her teeth, and tugging.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 01:31:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was a little suprised when Sarah locked her to the headboard but it got her even more excited. Every fiber of her being told her that she would enjoy Sarah's punishment, she always did. The single touch of her tongue made her nipples rise and harden till they were like pointy red little rocks. Her inner thighs rubbed together for a moment as she looked down into Sarah's eyes, wanting to beg for so much more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 02:03:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				From the table next to the bed, she took a long, cream-colored feather and began dancing the tip, light as a breath, icily swift, across Risa's flesh, beneath her breasts, across her belly, up her ribs.&nbsp; "I want to be punished, Sarah," she said.&nbsp; "Punish me fuck me...you call the shots now, baby?&nbsp; Is that what this is?&nbsp; I do what you say?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 02:09:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feather only made her start giggling uncontrollably. Every inch of her belly and arms was ticklish and it only made her laugh and struggle against the chains. "I said...do whatever...you want!...I just...I told...you...what I...wanted..." she said between breath's, pulling harder at the cuffs every few seconds. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 02:12:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Stop laughing," Sarah hissed, and made that impossible to do by continued application of the feather.&nbsp; When she had tormented Risa enough to bring tears to her eyes, she put the feather aside, taking a nipple between her index and middle finger, stretching and twisting it.&nbsp; Her eyes narrowed, lips pulling into her mouth.&nbsp; "Naughty little thing.&nbsp; Can't even do a simple thing like not laugh when I tell you.&nbsp; We'll fix that..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 02:20:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She didnt say a word in response, just revealed in the torment she was recieving as she watched Sarah hungrily. She tried to turn and wipe the tears of laughter from her eyes but found it was far to difficult in this position. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 02:23:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Again stretching herself over Risa's bound body, the leather clad woman now pulled back a pair of sturdy, menacing nipple clamps, linked by a length of chain.&nbsp; She opened the clamps, let the teeth click together with a hungry little snap.<br><br>Sarah took Risa's nipple into her mouth, sucked it, leaving it moist and glistening, and closed the clamp over it.&nbsp; "That should take your mind off how funny this is," she said softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 02:33:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldnt help but clench her teeth as it closed around her hardened nipple and she looked up at Sarah, letting her see a mix of pain and desire in her face. Her lips curled as well as she decided she was at least going to stroke Sarah's ego. "I was so wrong Sarah, someone as hot as you should have total control over a naughty little slut like me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 02:36:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well," she said, purring.&nbsp; "At least you know it."&nbsp; She ran the chain behind Risa's neck, which pulled it tight.&nbsp; When she closed it over Risa's other nipple, the cruel metal also pulled the tender, hard nipples up along her body.&nbsp; Sarah's finger stroked the taut flesh just beneath the point where the teeth dug, and ground herself against Risa's body.&nbsp; <br><br>"How does that feel?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 02:50:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She closed her eyes, holding them shut and not saying a word at first as she felt the tight pulling mixed with painful clamping and erotic rubbing. "It hurts...but it feels wonderful! You're so hot Sarah, being able to fantasize about you while you punish me is so good!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 02:56:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The slightest curl of her finger brought her neatly trimmed nails into play, scratching oh so lightly, so sharply, on the punished nipple, tracing a line where the teeth bit.&nbsp; "What did I ever do before I found this luscious piece of ass I've got tied to my bed?" she whispered, licking Rissa's neck.&nbsp; "I just want to eat you all up."<br><br>Lowering herself so that her cheeks brushed against her thighs, Sarah's wrist suddenly flicked, bringing the riding crop smacking down on her bound and tormented breasts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 03:00:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah!" she called out as the riding crop slapped against her burning hot flesh. She laid back pulling on the cuffs for a moment as her inner thighs rubbed together. Risa wanted it bad, so bad she could barely see straight but at the same time she wanted to hold off more, to be punished and called things as well as worshiped and loved. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 03:06:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Whore."&nbsp; SMACK!&nbsp; A blow from the crop.<br><br>"Greedy little slut."&nbsp; SMACK!<br><br>Sarah put her finger in between Risa's legs, fondling her bare mound and running up and down her nether lips.&nbsp; "Little masochist.&nbsp; SMACK!<br><br>And then she smiled, lowering her lips to the gathering, glistening moisture, where her tongue darted, so light, so quick, across Risa's sex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 03:25:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wanted to yell for more even punishment, greatly wanting the riding crop to kiss her flesh more as she was called the dirtyest of things. She was expecting another smack as she felt the tongue run across her moist slit and she tried to close her legs as she felt the embarrassed sensation of Sarah looking over her most private of places. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>23-01-2008, 21:38:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finding the taste of Risa wonderfully sweet, tangy yet not overpowering, Sarah spent some few minutes kissing and licking the smooth folds of those lips, never letting more than the tip of her tongue slip through the brush against the opening of her passage, or flick against her clit.<br><br>Sitting up after a time, Sarah wiped her lips, and flicked the crop again, slapping Risa's thighs.&nbsp; "You taste sweet, like a girl should."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-01-2008, 01:29:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She almost moaned on each lick instead biting her lower lip so she wouldnt make a sound. The strike of the crop made her gasp at the sudden shot of pain through her body and she looked up at her lover's backside, half wishing she could lick her as well. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>24-01-2008, 02:11:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After more playful, stinging swats on her legs and belly, Sarah put the crop down and turned around on the bed.&nbsp; She was now lying on top of Risa, but facing towards the foot of the bed, so that when she lowered her head, her lips came down on Risa's sex, and she was able to push her own into the girl's face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-01-2008, 02:16:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Risa smiled a bit at the position and the scent and look of her lovers arousal drove her wild. "Sarah, you're so fucking hot...c-can I lick you too?" she whispered in the sweetest and softest voice she could make before letting out a gentle moan at the licking Sarah was doing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>24-01-2008, 04:01:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The breathy, whispering little girl voice drove her wild, made her shudder and moan as she opened Risa's sex and slid her tongue on the inner folds.&nbsp; "You had better," she said with a growl, slapping her thigh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-01-2008, 04:52:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Risa leaned up, straining her neck till she could feel the heat of her lovers body just milimeters from her face. Without a word she let her tongue snake out and run along the soft flesh of her lovers wetness. It moved slowly, starting at the top and then moving down in a long, slow, and intense lick. "You taste so good Sarah...do you like that?" she asked in her sweet voice again before she leaned up more, letting her tongue run along the soft flesh again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>24-01-2008, 16:29:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The first time Risa touched her tongue to her clit, Sarah closed her eyes and shuddered as a wave of pleasure burned through her, beginning in her loins and travelling up, along her spinal cord, into her brain and putting her into an ecstatic state.&nbsp; Not quite an orgasm, it was nevertheless debilitating, making her lie, tense and moaning atop her lover, gasping as her pussy muscles spasmed.&nbsp; <br><br>"Do it again," she commanded in a needy voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-01-2008, 19:02:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Risa leaned up again, straining her neck to reach the soft skin of her lover and her tongue snaked out, running along the wet folds of Sarah's pussy. "God you are so hot Sarah." she whispered as her tongue licked along her moist folds again. "I wish you were a porn star so I could watch you all the time..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>24-01-2008, 19:31:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				More than a few minutes of this she could not take, not when every slightest touch of Risa's tongue to her pussy made her almost boneless in helpless, simmering need.&nbsp; She stood up on uncertain legs, a hand on the mount between her legs, and opened a drawer, pulling out a thick black dildo on a series of straps meant to wrap around her thighs and waist.&nbsp; Risa's previous experience had taught her that sophisticated devices inside the seemingly solid cock would vibrate at the precise moment that Sarah came, stilumating her with the feelings of her lover's orgasm.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-01-2008, 19:57:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Oh god yes!"</em> she thought at seeing one of her favorite toy's taken out. She could feel herself get even wetter till juices were dripping onto the sheets and she pulled at the chain tightly as she drank in the look of her lovers body. A little smile creeped up her lips as she spread her legs just slightly and whispered "...more Sarah, please!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>25-01-2008, 16:35:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah wrapped the chain that linked the two clamps biting into Risa's around her hand, drawing it up, cruelly tight and harsh as she set the head of the strap-on into her pussy, grinding her hips as she felt the friction stimulate her own.&nbsp; "You tell me if I'm about to break you now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>25-01-2008, 20:16:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah!" she gasped as she felt the clamps pull tight and her back arched to give her a little more room. The head of that thick black dildo made her moan Sarah's name loudly as it spread her and she found herself barely able to fit it inside. She couldnt help but wrap her legs around Sarah's waist as she moaned again and held her tightly, urging her on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>26-01-2008, 13:41:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The vibration started within two minutes of the slow, deep, hard thrusting as Sarah clenched her legs together, letting her back arch and the delicious, burning ecstasy spread from her loins all throughout her body.&nbsp; Her hold on the chain slackened for a moment, then redoubled in its painful intensity as her eyes snapped back into focus, and she gave a hard slap to Risa's thighs.&nbsp; "Very nice," she said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>26-01-2008, 20:17:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				By the point when the chain relaxed came Risa thought her nipples might be torn right off so the moment in slack gave her a moment to breathe and relax but as she felt it pulled tightly again she cried out in pain and pleasure. The thick dildo and slight vibration's made her cry out even more as her tightening pussy clenched at the toy and her muscles were on edge she might have cum any second but Risa was resisting, she wanted Sarah to get off first and then fuck and punish her even more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>28-01-2008, 21:48:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When the last of the mechanical pulses traveling from the toy into her core had abated, Sarah looked down at her lover with a sinister look in her eye, and withdrew the strap-on with a teasing slow pull.&nbsp; Her hands stroked the form shaft, which glistened with Risa's juices, and she gave a suggestive tap on her hip, encouraging her to roll over onto her stomach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>28-01-2008, 22:22:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out a little frown of frustration as she felt the firm dildo slide out of her dripping pussy and she knew what was coming next but it only sent a shiver of delight through her. She rolled over easily, letting her legs spread to hold her butt up higher in the air. She was glad her hands were bound then or she knew she wouldnt have had enough resolve to stop herself from masturbating right there and then while begging for more. Still in the back of her mind there was a sliver of hope that Sarah would humiliate her like that
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>29-01-2008, 18:47:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With fingers digging into the flesh of her flanks and hips, Sarah parted the cheeks of her punished ass, stretching out her little puckered hole and aligning the dildo with it.&nbsp; "Guess what happens next, pet.&nbsp; Go on and tell me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>29-01-2008, 22:47:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She buried her face into the sheets, already knowing and already wanting it. "You're going to fuck my ass till I cum all over our bed...I want it back there Sarah, please!" She looked up with hopeful eyes "Would you untie my arms so I can play with myself while you do it?" she suggested though she wasnt sure if Sarah would go for that. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>31-01-2008, 17:02:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Reaching across Risa's body pushed the head of the cock into her ass, and when she pulled back, she had the crop in hand.&nbsp; She growled as she inched her hips forward and back, slipping the leather head of the crop beneath her bound body and stroking it on her front.&nbsp; "I ought to beat you black and blue for asking that.&nbsp; Greedy little whore.&nbsp; What makes you think you deserve to touch yourself?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>31-01-2008, 23:06:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out a little yelp as she felt the head of the thick dildo spread her tiny hole and push inside. Her muscles clamped down on it, giving Sarah a good amount of resistance and each movement back and form made her wetter and forced little moans to escape her lips. "For your pleasure. You like watching me do it...dont you?" she asked as she looked back over Sarah.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>03-02-2008, 03:08:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her teeth closed on Risa's ear as her hips continued their piston-like movements, in and out, forceful and smooth.&nbsp; &nbsp; "You're just lucky I like hearing you beg, sweet.&nbsp; Otherwise I'd shove a gag so far back down your throat we'd test your gag reflexes."&nbsp; Each thrust of the dildo jammed its base against her throbbing pussy and filled Risa full of its softly vibrating thickness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>03-02-2008, 03:19:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Deep longing moans came from Risa's mouth as she felt her tight hole being fucked. She was about to say something about the gag reflex being gone already but as her anus was filled with the thick dildo she let out a scream as she started cumming on the spot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>03-02-2008, 04:06:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"FUCK!" Sarah screamed, as she sounds of Risa beneath her made her squeeze her own legs together tightly.&nbsp; The sudden, ferocious pulsing from the dildo was all the evidence the bound girl needed to know that her lover had exploded into orgasm herself, the strength of it mirrored in the teeth-shaking intensity of the electronic toy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>03-02-2008, 04:14:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Risa moaned loudly as the vibration's tore through her body with such force and she found herself having a second orgasm before the first had finished. A long deep moan came from her as her hands clenched together and she slumped forward on the bed, her face flushed and full of pleasure but almost devoid of consousness and thought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>03-02-2008, 14:02:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Limply, Sarah pulled back, withdrawing the now still cock from Risa with a slick, sliding sound.&nbsp; She lay on the bed next to her, panting and sweating, with a glazed and unfocused look in her eye.&nbsp; "God, I needed that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>03-02-2008, 23:29:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Me too..." she whispered and after a few moments she got back up on her knees, pulling at the chain so she could lean over and plant her lips softly against Sarah's. She smiled warmly and layed down beside her and leaned as close as she could. "but I thought you were going to let me cum a lot?" she said in a sweet albiet teasing voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>05-02-2008, 03:05:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Reaching out, Sarah unfastened the chains binding Risa to the bed, and, kissing her lover as she bent over her sweet, cuddling body, she unfastened the collar and cuffs on her ankles.&nbsp; "What made you think I'm finished, love?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>05-02-2008, 03:11:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled as she leaned up to kiss her lover a few times. "Oh, I dont know." she whispered before leaning up to kiss her one more time as her arms reached up and set on top of Sarah's shoulders. "...but Im very happy that you arent down with me yet. "
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>05-02-2008, 03:15:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They snuggled for a few more minutes as Sarah's breathing returned to a nice, resting pace again, and she looked up at the girl she'd just beaten and savaged with a strap-on.&nbsp; "What do you say you start kissing your way down..." she took her lip between her teeth, grinning.&nbsp; "And stay there for a while?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>05-02-2008, 03:31:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah could see a submissive and appreciative grin appear on Risa's face as the girl reached down to stroke the thick cock with one hand, feeling her still warm juices on it. After a moment she brought her hand up to her lips and sucked on her fingers for a moment, tasting herself. "Is that a hint that you want me to give you a blow job or just lick you till you scream your voice raw?" she asked with a smile before leaning in to kiss Sarah's neck, she started to kiss down her lover's body stopping at her belly before she looked up into Sarah's eyes. "...because both ideas sound fun."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>07-02-2008, 19:44:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Either would be nice," Sarah said reasonably.&nbsp; She closed her eyes as she felt Risa's tongue trail along her sweaty body, shivering in anticipation, in pleasure at the feel of her soft cheek grazing over her belly.&nbsp; She opened her eyes, looking down at her hard, rolling abdoment into her lover's eyes.&nbsp; "But just don't think you have it in you to make me scream myself raw," she said, teasing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>08-02-2008, 02:26:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling she moved down lower, kissing and licking her way down as her hands slowly released the few buckles holding the strap on in place. She pushed the toy up and moved closer, spreading Sarah's legs wider as a soft and slow lick followed along the woman's slit. "I want to hear some moaning Sarah" she said in a playful voice as another slow lick followed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>08-02-2008, 15:22:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A moan did come as Risa began to caress her sex with slow, gentle motions of her tongue.&nbsp; For such an aggressive woman, Sarah was extremely sensitive, and even more so after an orgasm or two.&nbsp; The lilac-haired girl needed only the lightest touches to get the most dramatic responses.&nbsp; Her back arched, fists clenching, and she squirmed...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>09-02-2008, 01:35:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moved a little closer sliding the tip of her finger inside Sarah and moved it back and forth for a few seconds before withdrawing it and going back to slowly licking her lover. After this long Risa knew just how to touch her lover to make her squirm and scream and in her own way Risa was a cruel woman that always loved watching Sarah writhe under her expert tongue.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>09-02-2008, 04:04:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fuck," she said in a breathy whisper.&nbsp; Her pussy was dripping, Risa's finger practically slid inside her with no friction at all.&nbsp; Sarah danced around the touch, and yelped when it was taken out and the warm, wriggling tongue put in its place.&nbsp; Her back started arching, and she closed her eyes down to half-slits.&nbsp; "God....I'm going to...I'm going to..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>09-02-2008, 04:15:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Risa pulled away, waiting for Sarah to settle down as she leaned up and took a hair tie from their dresser. Smiling she pushed her long lavender hair back and tied it into a pony tail as she looked over her lover. "No, not yet Sarah. Im want to hear you scream before you get to that point..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>09-02-2008, 04:18:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her teeth were very white in her mouth as she pulled back her lips, hissing and growling in angry, frustrated protest.&nbsp; She could have turned Risa over and violently ground their bodies together, but that would have been beside the point, and she restrained her impulses by grabbing onto the posts on the bed's headboards, holding on as if to restrain herself.&nbsp; "I am so going to spank the hell out of you later, Ris."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>09-02-2008, 04:33:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out the cutest little giggle as she leaned back down running her tongue along Sarah's slit agian and watching her lover carefully. "I certainly hope so." she whispered before her tongue side back inside, lapping at the dripping juices with her expert tongue. After a few minutes she let a finger slide against the entrance, letting the juices collect before sliding it down to Sarah's anus and smearing the sweet tasting lubricant on it. "Do you want it here too Sarah?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>10-02-2008, 02:04:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why?" asked Sarah in her breathy, lust-filled voice.&nbsp; "Going to kiss me there too?&nbsp; Mmmm..."&nbsp; She gave a gasp, and her entire body shuddered, rattling the headboard into the wall with a metal-on-plastic clang.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>10-02-2008, 03:08:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maaayyyybe..." she whispered as her tongue spread Sarah's wet lips, sliding inside her and going right to that spot that always made her moan with reckless abbandon. Risa's finger just rubbed back and forth on her lover's anus, wanting her to get used to that feeling and to work in the juices that dripped down and covered the puckered hole.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>11-02-2008, 15:23:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"God...god...FUCK" Sarah cried, no longer able to restrain herself.&nbsp; She took Risa's wrist in her hand, holding her steady as she squirmed and thrust her hips, working those fingers into her ass with a beatly grunt.&nbsp; "Fuck," she said again, softly as the painful stretching sensation burned with pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>12-02-2008, 08:57:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing Sarah's burning desire made Risa grin and she readily let the fingers slide into her lover's back door as her tongue extended to lick at the sweet juices of her vagina. "You taste so good Sarah..." she whispered in a voice that was as sweet as silk before her tongue extended again and buried itself into her lover, licking at that special spot that drove Sarah wild and that only Risa could ever seem to reach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rydia</strong> on <strong>13-02-2008, 01:21:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Adding the anal play made Sarah feel, at once, crazy with the itching, burning desire she always felt when her ass was invaded, by fingers or toys, and completely in her lover's hands.&nbsp; <em>She's fucking my ass,</em> she thought to herself.&nbsp; <em>I'm so completely under her control right now...</em>&nbsp; The thought made her whimper, made her ride the wave to a second peak, just moments away...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sleipner (a space opera tale by Brandon and Rydia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>13-02-2008, 09:48:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Risa pulled away just as her lover was getting to that point again and looked up into her eyes. A little grin creeped up the side of her lips as she watched Sarah. "Come on Sarah, start screaming for me..." she whispered in a sweet tone as the finger in her anus gave her just a little more pleasure. 
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