Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)
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				Title: <strong>Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>15-05-2010, 17:53:58</strong>
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				She was Freia Silvercrest; the she devil of the Fashion world. That movie? It could have been made about her, that’s how much she fitted the description. Young, successful and a total bitch, no one dared to underestimate her. Long haired dyed a shade not found in nature crowned her features stunningly; in grapefruit. It seemed to compliment her complexion and height, certainly it matched her eyes; a dark shade of violet. A witch’s eyes, she believed they called it. Well she certainly was a witch on a mission.<br><br>Wearing Manolo Blanik heels and a dress so tight she was in danger of popping everywhere, both in elegant black, she had ‘persuaded’ the family lawyer to allow her to fly back to the family home. She shouldn’t be there, her fool of a husband didn’t leave her everything, certainly he didn’t leave her his estate. No, it was his skinny little twit of a boy that was legal owner of it. She just couldn’t understand it.&nbsp; Blood red nails tapped irritated on the smooth leather of the car as they made they was across the countryside, the beauty of the fields and the distant hills lost on her. All she wanted was to get whatever fortune the fool didn’t give her, and that meant all. Even if she had to resort to the unspeakable.<br><br>Then again she had never really known the boy, met him a few times definitely… but never knew him. She was too busy to even bother with a chit of a lad. He seemed to dimly recall he was attractive for a lad, perhaps a little too much; and that made her wonder if he’s just as… effeminate as his late mother. She snorted once, nails clawing lightly on the leather. No one played the fool of Freia Silvercrest. Not even a sweet little innocent.<br><br>Finally the car entered the chateau’s courtyard, circled the drive and stopped in front of the doors. The driver stepped out and smoothed his uniform before opening her door with a flourish, waiting for the devil—erm… boss to make her grand entrance. A bestockinged, beheeled foot stepped out, followed by its pair, then the rest of the woman. Did she looked like a proper widow? If proper widows had curves even porn stars would be jealous of, knowing they were all natural.. then yes, she definitely was. She stared at the doors of the chateau and pursed lips surprisingly not as red as her nails. They were nude pink, glossy… something that screamed, come here, fuck me slowly.<br><br>“Welcome madam, we didn’t know you were visiting.”<br><br>“Of course you didn’t.”<br><br>“If you had someone call ahead we could have—“<br><br>“That’s the purpose of not calling. To catch you louts slacking.”<br><br>“yes but the young master—“<br><br>“Should be home, yes? Now get my bags.”<br><br>Yes, the devil didn’t wear Prada, she wore Blanik. And she had a whip.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>15-05-2010, 19:18:58</strong>
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				There was an eerie silence throughout the corridors of the mansion, servants&nbsp; walked quietly from room to room, barely speaking above a whisper when words needed to be said. The mood was chilled, and not pleasant to say the least. For there had been an accident, recently, taking the life of the entire family and the head chauffer. There was no discussion of foul play, although it was highly disadvantageous for the last remaining blood relative of the tycoon that owned the world-wide clothing chain that was prospering to be the top. The Board of Trustees took control of the company, their handshake sympathetic but entirely too overjoyed to receive the majority of the profits. But a growing revenue meant that no one was getting left out, each earning tens of thousands daily, including the new young master.<br><br>There was very little being done, most of the maids in remorse and none venturing into the master suite, for fear of setting any one thing out of place. Inside the dining hall, however, the most action was taking place. Recalled from college for this unfortunate event, Christien Olorich sat at the head of the table. The ornate chair creaked as the young man leaned onto the arm rest. Eyes stared blankly accross the hundreds of papers strewn before him as the lawyer had begun a summarizing speech. All the papers had been signed and all that was left was a description of assets. Chris waved his hand, cutting off the lawyer when he started discussin Christien's stock in and figure-heading of the company. The lawyer silenced and walked to the window, spying the arrival of the boy's step-mother. The witch.<br><br>Chris stood up and began collecting the papers; a servant quickly walked over and began assisting him. The young man smiled sadly, and piled another stack onto the organized chaos. Chris had changed since his step-mother had last seen him.<br><br>Long black hair was pulled back into a ponytail, neatly kept. The tight pull exposed his face completely, a well defined jawline and brow. His eyes a deep, dark blue, shimmering with tears. His face was unshaven, the light hair on his jaw and cheeks only enhanced his strong chin and jaw. He had joined a gym and had become rather fit, although he was not in any likeness to those muscleheads who had nothing better to do with their life. But he had lost his wan appearance and filled the suit he had been tailored for quite nicely. For being only nineteen, he was in very healthy shape. Chris thanked the servant quietly with a nod.<br><br>The maid touched her hand on his and smiled, very sympathetically. Suddenly the lawyer rushed past them, heading towards the main hall. Christien pulled his hand away and began to follow, thinking how rude that just was. He had no clue who was coming to the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>15-05-2010, 19:34:24</strong>
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				Heels clicked against the marbled floors, echoing eerily throughout the foyer. “Where is he?” came the question, followed by a subdued murmur, insistent, frantic even, but clearly trying to stall. She really didn’t have time to play with anonymous retainers, especially ones that couldn’t even look at her straight. She waved a hand in clear dismissal, muttering a frigid, “I’ll look for him myself. Imbecile.” Yes, the storm had just swept in and appeared to not be veering off.&nbsp; Not even the arrival of the other employees were enough to even slow it down.<br><br>And she entered, stopping just at the entrance of the dining hall to take in the sight there. Perhaps if she had been older, had been less attractive and competent they would probably let her in, she thought in wry amusement. Afterall, anyone who even have breasts that even remotely defied gravity tend to be branded as a gold digger in their circle. They had no idea what she really was. She stepped forward and looked around, finally decided that the only man left there was the infamous stepson she hadn’t seen for years and looked; really looked at him for the first time. A brow rose ever so slightly.<br><br>Alright, so maybe he grew up. Not bad. She smirked inwardly. So now there were two things that would still interest her in this family. “Christien…it’s been so long.” She said in greeting. Her voice could only be described as mellifluous, like honey flowing sweetly. That tended to happen when something caught her eye, and the boy… or was it a man now? Certainly did that. “I came as soon as I heard what happened. Are you alright?” she shot the lawyer a glance that seemed to say ‘scram, you’re useless here” and walked over, close... so close now, placing a hand lightly against his arm. “It’ll all be fine, dear boy.”<br><br>Noone would certainly accuse her of being weepy, over sentimental and even dramatic. She was composed as can be. She leaned forward and placed a kiss on his cheek, motherly? Who knew, certainly her smell was anything but ‘mom’.&nbsp; “I had my things brought from our Paris home, I’ll keep you company until you feel better darling, you don’t need to worry.” She smiled, slow, deceiving. “Mommy will take care of everything. "<br>
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				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>15-05-2010, 19:52:14</strong>
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				Chris had just closed the distance to the lawyer when he saw her. His father's latest fling. Married to her after his mother's death. He voice was hardly convincing and her words just didn't suit her. Christien froze in his spot and looked at the woman he could only describe as father's most expensive investment. It cost him his life. "What- ?" The words were cut off as the lawyer bolted, almost running from the room from her glare. <br><br>Chris had not seen this woman in years, and it seemed like she was exactly the way he remembered. Expensive. The young man tried to dodge, but was kissed, his dislike for this situation growing more and more. "Yes, mother," the words were like poison on his tongue. "It is a surprise to see you." The lethargic excitement couldn't be missed.<br><br>Chris couldn't help to admit, though, that because her appearance had not changed, she was still as fine of a cougar as she was when he was having adolescant fantasies about her. Chris just couldn't help but feel something was out of place.
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				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>15-05-2010, 20:02:37</strong>
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				(this would be my last post for the next few hours, tis very late here)<br><br><br>She didn’t even deign the fleeing man a glance, he wasn’t worth the trouble now. She patted her fool husband’s son’s arm, the caressed it gently. To others it would, should be called comforting… soothing even, though for some reason the effect others wouldn’t be able to know was totally different. Her voice lowered, before she gently urged him towards the table, helping him to a sit before moving from his arm to his shoulders, lacquered nails stark contrast against his suit, sliding along it before pressing against his neck. <br><br>“of course it’s a surprise dear, didn’t your father and I decide to just stay In Paris until you can move there with us?” oozing sweetness, falseness. She almost smiled at how cloying it was starting to get. “But I think this tragedy warrants my visit, especially since you don’t have anyone to see to your needs.” Her other hand slid to rest on his free shoulder, both now rubbing in mock soothing massage, even as she looked down at him from behind, intent hidden by long lashes. <br><br>“I think your father would have liked me to stay here to make sure you’ve been set right..” she mumbled, for a moment the nails digging against his skin in a less than motherly way. Then it eased, rubbing it once more before she glanced at the papers. There was a sneaking suspicion of what it might be, but she feigned well. She was Silvercrest. “Your father’s autopsy? Death certificate? Oh poor, poor Christien…” <br><br>And then the touch, a slight graze of nails, the smallest pressure, the blinked threat of being strangled, at the same time of being captured in a dark temptation. All of which faded as she leaned over his shoulder, pressing close to eye the paper without appearing to do so. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>15-05-2010, 20:21:39</strong>
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				The urging to sit in the chair caused Chris to lose his balance and be tugged around easily. Her touch only caused him to tense up more. There was no denying she was a demon, her manipulative abilities, her words, touches, and body language. Christien was not fooled, she was a demon, that looked like a fox. He stumbled into the chair, his ponytail splitting across his shoulder as his head bobbled. There was a moment where he tempted the idea to turn to see his stepmother again, but he refused to even acknowledge her. Ultimately, he decided to just sit there wishing another unfortunate event would befall her. <br><br>Chris felt both of her hands on him, her massage only causing him to flex and his shoulders, trying to make it as difficult for her to get her pleasure out of this silly game. Chris finally whispered, very, very quietly, "You should have stayed in paris."<br><br>Her prying eyes disturbed him, and his hand self-conciously reached out and flipped the first few papers over. It was more than just his father's. His step-brother's information was also in there. A brother from an affair, Chris's father had won him in a custody battle. Christien couldn't even fathom why this woman was here, the sudden feeling there was a threat to his life, and what would happen next. "Because of you in Paris," he said softly, "I've had to handle all of this. Every detail down to the color of their casket liner!" Christien forced himself away from her grip and stood, he turned slowly and, with tears welled at the corner of his eyes, exclaimed, "What do you want?!"
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				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>16-05-2010, 17:38:04</strong>
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				She watched as the young man self consciously tried to keep anything, everything from her. We’ll see about that were the amused thoughts that came to mind and it bled through her gentle smile. She shifted and sat on the chair beside the one he was occupying, nodding almost patronizingly at the ranting that suddenly bubbled from his lips. So much for looking adult and responsible, then again maybe he deserved a break down. The witch of the East wouldn’t know.<br><br>She opened her mouth as if to answer, then closed it again, letting out a long breath through her nose as he continued to rail at her before finally lifting a hand up, stalling further rants. “Enough.” She narrowed her eyes at him, leaning back, holding out fingers to emphasize her varying points. “First of all, I should have stayed in Paris, but I am here now and noone, not even you or your inept lawyer can make me go back until I’m good and ready.” She held out a second finger. “Two,&nbsp; if you haven’t been enlightened on the fact, I haven’t been told of the accident until –after- your father was returned. I didn’t make it to the funeral in time, much less to the planning. Ask your staff why that was.”<br><br>Finally she stood, smoothing her dress down as she flicked a few errant strands of hair behind her ear, stepping over to him to curl her hands around his shoulders, drew him to her and held him to her bosom. Mock comfort. She stroke his hair in a way that was perhaps not meant to give a son, but she did under the guise of propriety, sifting her fingers through his hair. She heaved a deep breath, the motion making those globes press against his cheek, as she smiled coldly over the top of his head. “I just want to be with my son, that’s all…”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>16-05-2010, 18:07:33</strong>
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				Chris's face went from ill to venomous as she spoke. Her words didn't excuse her, not in the least. The fact that she had showed up when there was nothing of hers to be addressed in the will was what really unnerved him. Perhaps his father had never gotten around to changing to will to her favor, but the thought would not help the foul play, Chris did suspect. The young man's lips parted, about to start speaking when he saw her hands coming towards him. He cinched up, growing rigid, anticipating some sort of dramatic condolence. Chris nearly shook when her hands gripped his shoulders, but her next action caught him off guard. <br><br>His face felt warm, her body was soft. The feeling conflicted with his mentality and even caused him to gasp in surprise. He did not try to tear himself away, the feeling on his skin making him want to stay there. The woman's hand on his hair was the most deceptively comforting action she had performed so far. A weakness of his, he ended up closing his eyes and relishing the feeling. <br><br>Suddenly there was a cough at the door, drawing Chris from his momentary stupor and causing him to reach for her wrists and restrain them as he pushed himself away. The young man's grip was firm and showed no apprehension, his will had returned. Chris let go of his step-mother and tured, seeing the lawyer hustling to the table and grabbing his briefcase and an assortment of papers. The lawyer gave a nervous laugh, and shook his head, looking only at what he was doing instead of the scene he had walked in on. "I... uhh.... I forgot my things," the lawyer said, hoping to be forgiven for the intrusion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>16-05-2010, 18:46:47</strong>
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				To a more sensitive person, his reaction would have drawn some sort of guilt, remorse even, to a more sensitive person his doubts would have triggered tears and words of assurances; to a more sensitive person, his tragedy-gotten fortune wouldn’t have made such a tempting target so soon. Freia was not a sensitive person at all, but she can play one if necessary. The boy made it so. So she held him like any loving mother, or at least relative would, passed the image and the pose with a confidence born from years of game. Held him in the way that would be the beginning of her corruption. <br><br>She will have his fortune. She may even have him if he proved… to her taste. She smiled at that and caressed his hair longer, heaved another deep breath and turned those cold eyes from him to the interruption. ‘You again’ said the evil eye she cast the lawyer, felt her hands held down by the boy and suddenly.. as if the room had been emptied by everyone save for him, a sudden charge of arousal came over her. Yes, so many she will be rich and entertained. She smiled, sensual, slow.. promising darkest desires and even darker sins.<br><br>Then the moment was over, as she pulled her hands away, turned to face the lawyer and slowly raked her gaze over him. “I’m counting to three.” She didn’t have to. Clearly she wouldn’t care what he did but he better be out of there the next time she breathed. She took that breath.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>16-05-2010, 19:40:51</strong>
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				The lawyer coughed and began moving much more frantically. Her threat posed much more of a problem than he cared to face. The lawyer slammed the case closed and began moving with very abrupt haste towards the door. The speed at which he moved forced him to throw caution out the window and he took several trips, almost falling on his face, but he succeeded in dropping the suitcase, which he scrambled to pick it up. The lawyer then cradled his briefcase to his chest and darted out the door, stumbling once again. The lawyer disappeared and there was the faint sound of a door shutting from the main hall. <br><br>Chris quirked his brow, watching the entire scene, listening to his stepmother, and eventually turning back to Freia and speaking, "I don't like him either, but that was rude." Christien shook his head and voluntarily sat back down and placed his head in his palms. The young man began the slow process of erasing the feelings he had felt earlier. He had felt a small amount of arousal, having not experienced that for a long time. <br><br>"You're here," Chris stated, rather numbly. "You may as well make yourself comfortable." The young man shook his head and moved, his fingers reaching out and plucked on of the remaining papers. It was a sheet of paper, showing the compilation of assets.
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				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>17-05-2010, 18:12:53</strong>
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				She watched with a slight quirk of amusement as the lawyer stumbled out. She prided herself on the ability to intimidate guilty people, and she was certain that one did something wrong. Otherwise he’d flirt first and be scared next. She had to shake her head at that, the idea of chivalry hunted to extinction along with the ma—Wait. What was she thinking off? Too much in flight romances.<br><br>She rose and paced for a moment, shaking the odd rambling in her head before deciding the best way to do so would be a healthy doze of carnal sin. She glanced at her stepson and made a sound that sounded suspiciously like a purr… and smiled at his offer of relaxing. “Oh I plan to. I really do.” She stepped forward, innocently leaning forward to pluck the paper from his finger, moving around him without glancing at its contents yet and leaned forward, trapping him by pushing at his shoulder back to a sit, leaned forward and peered down at him through her lashes.<br><br>Yes, he was trapped. Trapped by two orbs barely contained by her outfit, as she mumbled a soft… “I do so love corrupting little boys..” then the tone and the words seemed to fade, as if she hadn’t uttered them, finally eyeing the paper in her hand.. and smiled inwardly, folding it hurriedly and tucking it inside her dress, deep in her cleavage. “You need to relax Christien dear… maybe a massage.”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>17-05-2010, 20:40:09</strong>
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				Christien's blood was boiling for two reasons. Her words were condescendin, her actions manipulative, her body language sexual. Everything mixed in the teenager's mind in a violent swarm. His feelings of loathing for the woman and his rekindled lust drew Chris's eyes toward the massive bay windows, trying to distract himself from his own srepmother. Curious notions of why she was doing this still fanned through his mind, but there was something darker residing deep within. Chris closed his eyes, the light of the coming evening beginning to bask the room in golden hues. <br><br>Christien didn't feel a need to reply to the woman, her sarcasm, intent and faux-concern were almost insufferable. He knew he was stuck, between the wall and her two large globes of flesh. The image was burned in his retinas, and, worse yet, his imagination wondered what the texture would be around other parts of his body. A visible scowl marred Chris's handsome features as the thought was forced further and further into the dark corners of his mind. This was, in fact, only four days after his entire blood family's death.
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				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>23-05-2010, 09:42:40</strong>
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				(sorry, I'm back now!)<br><br><br>She watched her step son's warring struggle with himself, lips quirking in an attempt to not be amused. How long she wondered to herself, would the boy be able to hold his hatred for a step mother that would be the bane of his very existence, when his teenage hormones and curiosity would be tested to its breaking point by the same woman? Yes, maybe she would rather enjoy her stay here after all. Something perhaps to liven up the tediousness of taking what she wanted to keep for her own. Maybe even him, while he had some use.<br><br>She eased back from him, just a little, as he closed his eyes and seemed to get lost in his own musings, taking that opportunity to glance around and study the wealth spread out before her. It was tainted and smeared with the miasma of mourning, which she rather found irksome. Dead people stayed dead, and she for one would prefer them to stay that way. She looked down at her step son and pursed her lips. untidy, this accident was, leaving one more left behind for her to deal with. "too bad..." she whispered to herself, before letting her lips lift in a half smile, pressing even closer to let her breasts press tighter, crushed as they were against the expanse of his chest. Then she half cooed.<br><br>"Do I have your attention now, dear Christien?" came the casual query, before a well manicured finger touched his cheek, circling slowly in a mock caress, before she leaned down, breath so close to his face it was almost a kiss. "You really need to rest now... do you want that massage?"<br>
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				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>23-05-2010, 16:14:55</strong>
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				Chris's head turned slowly, eyes fiaxated on the woman who was making life all the more difficult. Her little caresses, her words, and even the pressure of his chest against hers. Certainly, there was something going on in her mind that was not quite right. Of course, he never cared for her in much more than a wet dream. As she spoke, her words might as well have fallen on deaf ears. Chris was too far gone with thought until her last statement. This drew him out of his own stupor and forced him to react.<br><br>"As nice as that sounds," Chris began slowly, "I believe we don't have a massuer anymore. She quit after losing her affair with my father."<br><br>His dad was a real slut, sometimes. Everyone knew it and it started to become less and less of a surprise to those who didn't.
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				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>23-05-2010, 16:24:27</strong>
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				The smile she turned on him dazzled so much it could reflect right off the chandelier and lit the entire mansion for a day and a night. She pulled back just a little and chuckled, the sound rumbling deep in her throat like a purr. Not one of a satisfied feline, or even one who was in heat.. no, it was the purr before the pounce, as she rose, standing over him with a flick of her wrist. “Oh that. I heard of the masseuse, not very impressive from what I heard.” The wry twist of her lips was less jealousy and more cold fury. Upstarts, the lot of them. She mentally made a note to deal with that little insect later on. Right now, she had a little game she wanted to play.<br><br>“I’ll give you that massage.”<br><br>She shrugged as if it meant little to nothing, hand grabbing his own before tugging him to a stand, her body brushing along the length of his front before she grinned and nodded towards the winged staircase seen from the angle they were at. “Come along dear boy, mommy won’t bite.” Hard. Or rather, she’d bite in such a way that it would be too late for him to even complain. So she half dragged him out of the dining area, mentally calculating each and every trinket she passed and cursed her dead husband for once more being a fool. Her nails dug ever so lightly against his palm, released and pulled him closer, thumb rubbing his palm. <br><br>"So tell me, how will you dispose of this place?"<br>
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				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>23-05-2010, 16:47:34</strong>
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				It was fast. Standing, being drug, trying to catch up from the dazed confusion he was in. Chris regained a semblance of his composure, righting himself and walking normally behind her. He felt captive in the grip of her hand. He neglected to return her hold. This wasn't romantic, but why was his heartbeat quickening? Sure, she said she would give him the massage, but then what? She would see him in half of his birthday suit. He became self concious. <br><br>Chris scowled, scolding himself for even thinking such perverse things. Then her voice came to him again from somewhere. The mansion? He hadn't decided. A little bit of remodelling, a few more staff members, and perhaps a permanent tenant might keep the place alive. So Chris responded with, "No, I'm not getting rid of it. But I haven't figured it out yet."<br><br>He realized after saying that that he made a mistake. Chris realized why his step-mother asked and promptly recited Open mouth, insert foot, in his mind. Chris was beginning to wonder how far they were going. Bedroom after entertainment room passed by. The indoor pool, the gym, the courts, the salon. There was a small city inside here.
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				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>23-05-2010, 17:13:09</strong>
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				She had to smile at such naiveté, as she continued to drag him along with a thoughtful “hmm” in response. She had only been here in this place twice for any length of time. The first was when her husband’s wife of the decade was her client, the second when she got rid of said wife and was wearing a veil. Now she was back with yet a new plan to leave her mark in this place.<br><br>&nbsp;“You should think about that. Would you rather stay here alone with nothing but employees or move with me in Paris?” it sounded sincere enough, in fact in sounded very sincere. But the devil was a very good liar. She counted doors before stopping, turning around and staring at the door that would be her room for the duration of her stay. This would do. She opened it and half pulled him inside, closing it behind her before she tilted her head and pointed to the bed.<br><br>“Take off your suit and lie on the bed. This won’t take long.” It was a cold smile she gave him behind his back, as she turned and opened her suitcase to pick out oil she personally picked out for herself. Then she slid her shoes off, turning around to wait for him before lifting a foot on the bed, rolling the stockings off. A tug. Yes, it would hold if ever it was used to stra--- no. How barbaric. “Lie on your belly…”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>23-05-2010, 18:54:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was almost entirely random with the room she had selected. Chris wondered if she had already been here and predetermined her location. Maybe it wasn't so random. Chris shook his head, left right at the door, to stare at her as she prepared herself for the ubsurdly awkward moment. Lawfully related, this was becoming more and more uncomfortable. Although, he began wondering if she was already working on an anullment, or if she had already assumed becoming a widow. The thoughts kept coming and finally stopped when she ordered him to lay on his stomach. His brow quirked as she began removing her stockings.<br><br>"Why are you prepared for this?" Chris remarked quietly. He scowled slightly and took a moment to remove the sport coat he wore. The polyester shirt underneath it was revealed slowly, the blue shimmered in the fading light. His fingers dug into his tie and pulled, removing the rayon strap and tossing it astride the coat which was hung on the backside of a chair. His fingers began pulling the buttons of his shirt, and he paused, wondering why he was complying.<br><br>Chris continued slowly remove the shirt, but it was more in doubt than before. The young man's body was revealed beginnig with chiseled pecs. It was well defined for his age. The lines of his chest led straight into his abdomen. His core was very trim and and toned. The shirt was pulled quickly from his arms, exposing his muscular arms. Chris threw the shirt over the seat of the chair and gave his shoulder a pull. The young man walked over to the bed and looked at her with a very confused look.<br><br>"I haven't a clue as to why I'm doing this..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>24-05-2010, 15:29:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her movements were careful, calculated, not wasting it on unnecessary fiddling. She raised a brow at his question but said nothing, placing her stockings on one wing back chair before shrugging. "I may be an old hag my dear boy, but I like getting pampered." she chuckled before she carefully slipped the paper from her cleavage, tucking it under the seat's cushion and turned as he undressed, cold eyes gazing down at him with flames that seemed to both freeze and burn through him. "I love massages. I love giving them as well."<br><br>She wanted to tell him that he didn't have to be so paranoid, he wasn't in her agenda when she took the oils. Looking back she realize he wasn't. She just didn't think the boy would become... mouth watering. Perks of the job, so they say. Perhaps this would bloom into a more interesting relationship, she certainly wasn't remaining a widow just to satisfy the wolves at her corporate door. She didn't have to marry afterall, she only needed... she eyed his body and grinned. The privileges. She waited as he stood there, showing no signs of actually lying down, before she walked over, looking impatient, or perhaps pretending to be so... placing a hand on his shoulder and sliding it down, to his side, around, rubbing the small of his back before pushing him down with surprising strength for a woman her...well..yes. Anyway.<br><br>"Just get on the bed. I won't kill you." Yet. Did it hover? Probably not, especially not with the way she climbed after him, tugging at her fashionably dress then casually pinned him by sitting on his ass. "And stay down... or not." A smirk. Ah yes, this trip is going to be so interesting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>24-05-2010, 20:46:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can't believe this," Chris muttered, watching her body language and hearing her words. There was a slight problem with her tone, he noted. And the way his step-mother oggled him was unnerving as well. His brow quirked as she began moving, her hands sending chills down his spine. She was far from a hag. She had every ounce of sex appeal now than then. His step-mother could possible a cover-girl for Cougar Club.<br><br>Then he was on his face. Chris marveled at this surprise, but, as he tried to roll over, she crawled on top of him. The firmenss of his thighs and the taught musculature of his ass could clearly be felt, even as her own was applied as the weight. Chris didn't move as the woman's soft thighs wrapped his sides, and her ass made a warm impression on his back. To his surprise, Chris loved the feeling. Being underneath, trapped under the flesh of his childhood temptation. The thought was haunting.<br><br>Chris adjusted his arms, cradling his head with his hair draped over his elbow. The lift of his arms flexed his shoulders. Ripples of muscle trailed from his shoulder blades, extending onto his obliques which were significantly trimmer than the rest of his physique. He felt a smidge of embarrassment, but a dreadful feeling of pleasure showing off his body to her. Chris hid his emotions, however, and lay still. Enjoring the feel of her soft skin touching his.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 14:14:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sure you'd like to say I heard your opinion before."came the teasing mumble, Freia the Bold, the dangerous, The Bitch straddling her stepson's ass, her skirt ruched above her legs in the ways of those younger and far more stupid than her. She shook her head, turning the bottle over on his back, watching the thin line or oil trickle down the middle of his back, from his neck to disappear underneath his pants. Then she set the bottle down, smirking behind him as she quite casually squirmed on his ass, not even denying how the feel of his body underneath her thighs felt so good. Hmm, yes she needed a life outside work then.<br><br>Slowly warm fingers wrapped around his neck, for a moment nails digging almost dangerously close to being painful against his skin, before it settled to a gentle caress, rubbing the oil into his skin before it pattered downward, sliding along his spine and the muscles covering it, smearing the oil then pressing thumbs and the meat of her palm down along his shoulders. her fingers curled then, as if to hold on, before it slid down the planes of his back till the oil was well rubbed. Then an illusion? A dream? his stepmother leaning down, pressing her front against his skin, breasts gently squeezed against them. No, perhaps not a dream, as her fingers slid through his hair, sifting through the strands in a continuing motion of a massage, ah perhaps she was simply trying to reach him further. And perhaps pigs can fly. <br><br>"spread your arms..."came the whisper, so close.. so soft, breath brushing against the back of his neck as she continued, rendering helpless in a trap of flesh and heat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 20:50:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The way she seemed to experience mood swings while administering her massage made Christien doubt futher if this was a good idea. Her claws digging in almost stung, before her fingers trailed down his back. The oil was chilled at first, but it soon became warm and pleasant under her touch. Her hands traced over his muscle, filling his skin with goosebumps. This was wonderful, special, and slightly taboo. He hated to admit it. Although, as she pressed her chest against his back, Chris could not even hide his excitement if told to roll over then and there.<br><br>He felt his entire body tense. He wasn't sure if he should keep complying with her instructions. But, with a good amount of muscle movement, Chris lowered his arms, smoothing out his back as his muscles relaxed. Her voice next to his ear made him want her to say many different things. He was supposed to be mourning. Why was he doing this?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 11:52:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched him move, Freia the cold feeling oddly overheated...and over clothed. Yes, probably she wouldn't have to hurry along with this trip afterall. She can play. Her fingers dug against his shoulders and arms, sliding lower along his elbows as she made small talk, all the while staring at the pulsing throat of her stepson. She was so tempted to lean down and suckle on it, nip...bite even, but she was more disciplined than that, so she satisfied herself merely by abusing his muscles with her kneading, then slid those fingers along his sides. Maybe she can try him. She smiled, a slow devious curl of lips corporate rivals learned to dread, for it simply meant she was going to eat them alive. Poor little Christien, perhaps with him it would so close to the literal.<br><br>She squirmed on his ass, feeling the shift of his muscles underneath the fabric before she slid lower, fingers sliding from his side, around to his belly, unsnapping his pants and casually tugging it down in one, merciless sweep, rendering him immobile by tangling it over his knees. She had slid down, gazing at his bare back, grinning wickedly before she pinned his feet between her own legs. "So Christien, tell me...relaxed yet?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 13:54:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris felt it all, and, to is surprise, she was good. It felt damn good. The muscles ached but blood poured through them, carrying tension out and away. His shoulders, arms, back... waist? What in the world was she doing under his waist? And why? Chris propped himself on his elbow and felt his slacks being pulled away from him. A pair of solid black boxer-briefs becoming visible. <br><br>The fabric acted like a pair of women's underwear. Stretching and clinging to his strong buttocks and thighs. The way Freia had pinned his legs meant that his front was still invisible and nothing was visible between his closed thighs. But, feeling vulnerable and a painful throb from something beneath him, Chris exclaimed, "Hey!"<br><br>He turned his head, he could have easily kicked her off, but he was pddly aroused all the more. Chris growled at his own thoughts, but all that passed his lips was, "What am I supposed to feel?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 14:01:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a moment of silence as Freia processed the boy's reaction. Then she laughed, a melodious, sensual sound that echoed through the room before she shook her head, letting her carefully coif hair tumble loose. "What?' she choked between laughter. What am I supposed to feel indeed...she continued laughing for a full minute, before finally calming herself down, sobering up so fast it was almost as if the echoes of the dying laughter haunted them both. Then she leaned forward, crawling up over his form to let him feel the brush of her covered breasts over his tightly covered buttocks, over the small of his back.. his spine...lips so close to his ear as she breathed against him, crouched over him that way.<br><br>"I can think of a few things little boys would scream about in their wet dreams..." came the whisper, followed by a nip, her teeth grazing against the lobe of his ear before it was gone. Was it just an illusion? She was crawling back to her perch afterall as if nothing had happened, oiling her hand again as she gazed down at his supine form, smiling like a cat--no, a tigress toying with her prey till she decides it time to pounce. Then her palms were rubbing at the small of his back, massaging, easing the tension.. or perhaps adding to it, trapping him still even as fingers tickled and teased, just a little underneath the elastic, then back up... then quite innocently? Accidentally? no... most definitely not those... ran her palms over each glob, squeezed...then slid her hands down his thighs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 14:13:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was toying with him. He realized this with each and every move she made. He knew he had been trapped, but what were her intentions? Chris felt her body, sliding up his skin. Little tremors of pleasure he had never felt since laying with a lover shook his entire core. His back, shoulders tensed, and then her breath passed his ear. He couldn't process any of it as the young man seemed expectant of a kiss. But a tingling at his ear made him aware of her presence leaving. <br><br>Chris opened his eys and saw that she had begun massaging him again. The further down she got in her... teasing... the more taught his body became. When her hands passed over his buttocks they were firm, tight, and immovable. There was something in him that tolt him to not allow her access to his entire body, but she was getting it. Her hands wer on his thighs and Chris had to fight the urge to moan. His muscles were pleased, which was betraying his curiosity and doubt.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 14:42:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finally there was that dreaded, expected tug, sliding the elastic and his tight boxer down over the round globes of his buttocks, her lacquered nails hooked along the fabric before she pulled it down, tangled with his pants before she slid back where she first began, straddling his ass. She kneaded his muscles still, till finally that little pretension was abandoned, allowing herself a tiny indulgence of simply feeling his body responding without his permission to her gestures. She leaned over, lower half pinned by her thighs, as she lowered her breasts once more against his back, feeling the movement of him, voice low against his ear. "Now, isn't that much better?" she grinned against his ear, slid against his skin, and let out a most immoral moan of pleasure, grinding against his ass.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 14:55:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris's eyes could only grow wide. Of all that had happened, he had the opportunity to reject and move her with ease. Now there was the dread of embarrassment if he even moved. There was an aching throb against the sheets and Chris knew exactly what his body wanted, but was he really asking for it? Or was she forcing his body's reaction? Undeniably, her body felt good against his. But his nudity caused him to further doubt her intentions. Chris was frozen.<br><br>He dared not to move unless he reveal parts of himself that were supposed to remain hidden from this taboo act. Chris could only stare at the wall, his body tight beneath her and everything... was hard.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 15:11:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ah yes, the first stirrings of unwanted arousal. she had to smile as she stared at the back of his head, moved away and rose to a stand on the bed. A foot slid from his right thigh to his ass, wiggling a toe teasingly between his legs to brush against the skin further between, then slid back up again, stepping lightly on his back. "Do you want to know why your father couldn't keep his hands off me? No matter how much of a bitch his second wife is?" she asked casually... in a gentle voice, as if she was indeed reminiscing something suspiciously sexual with much affection. her voice held a longing smile, even as she wiggled her toes further up against his back, then rested on his shoulder.<br><br>"he liked something I can provide oh so well..."<br><br>then she slid her foot up along his neck, through his hair, soft soles massaging it, even as something that smelled like her, with the warmth of her body was dropped over his head. Her dress. The stockinged foot slid back down, resting between his legs, the top of it resting on the underside of his thigh, excruciatingly too far away. "It's one of the things I'll miss." then she seemed to grin, unspoken were the things she wouldn't. "maybe we can comfort each other..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 15:21:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moved, now he could... Nope. Nevermind. Her foot snaked between his thighs and all he could do was stifle a moan. She stood above him, victorious. Her foot glided along his back and he felt his body shudder. Chris hated this new-found vulnerability. He could only remain still as she spoke down to him. The sole of Freia's foot whisked over his scalp and he knew he was defeated. Her words rang in his ears, his mouth too afaraid to move. Lest a moan escape his tight chest. <br><br>Then he was blinded by the color of her dress, whoch made his heart skip a beat. Was she... serious? Her last question resonated within him. He felt her standing over him, her foot on his tight thighs. He felt spasms coursing through him. Her words profoundly encouraging heightened states of arousal. Chris couldn't help but feel himself throb, his entire body pulsing with physical want. Freia had what she wanted. Chris lay there, still frozen, except for one of his hand pulling the dress from his face and his eyes turning to look and see what his stepmother was wearing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 15:40:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was making her lightheaded, controlling her dead husband's son like this. it wasn't even a true game yet, but already she was as drunk from the sexual high as one would from a bottle of champagne. His mere reactions, the tiny quivers, the heat of his skin made her want to throw him down, to abuse him in every possible way, hurt him and love him till he was drained dry. She licked her lips at the mere thought, then smirked as she saw him peer at her. her long hair now rested down the middle of her back, with a longer 'tail' caressing past her ass. everything about her grabbed at you and screamed MILF, in all the arousing ways perverts put into the damn thing. From the high breasts and that dusky nipples.. to the smooth skin and tight belly.. the toned thighs and the tight little string that couldn't even call itself underwear, hinting at how bare she was.<br><br>"Did I tell you that you can look?" she asked sternly, with the cold frigidity of the Bitch From Hell. Her foot left his thighs, then slid it back up, digging through the strands of his hair before she roughly guided his face back against the pillow. Oh the temptation of holding his head till he was twitching... then she could have all of these richest without problem. But then that temptation was gone as fast, replaced by a different one, far darker, for more...interesting. "Good boy..." she mumbled, patted his head, then stepped over him, legs on either side of his body. "Does it feel better now, Christien? Or does mother have do massage you more?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 16:06:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris's eyes reflected her body, a glaze of lust covering them. Her question struck him like a physical strike, but, before he could avert his eyes, her foot had grounded his gaze. He felt his access to air become deprived. He held it for a moment before he felt a different tightness in his chest. Her foot moved and he lifted his shoulders, his eyes against the pillow, but it allowed him to breath still. <br><br>Chris gasped, feeling the bed shift as she stood astride above him. Freia was so tempting, her words cooing dirty and perverse thoughts. The words evoked a strong surge in him, and he felt himself say, "You can play all you want..."<br><br>It wasn't a threat, there were no additional words of warning. His voice was low, his chest tight, his body aching. It was an invitation. Chris wanted her touch, craved it. He couldn't care about her marriage to his father, he didn't exist anymore. Chris hated his thinking, but it was true.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>31-05-2010, 13:21:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The laugh vibrated from her body down to her toes and the bed, shifting to kneel and straddle his back... the only thing barring the warmth of their skin from mingling was the scrap of fabric covering her groin, and the stockings on her legs. She shifted, casually placing her arms over his shoulders, propping herself in that comfortable position to allow her nipples free reign to tighten and light tiny flames against his back. "Of course I'm free to play. I don't see as you can say no..." she mumbled teasingly, tilting her head, the movement causing both tightening bus to graze sideways, trailing along his left side. She didn't act as if she notice, though she repeated it again, this time moving it to the right side before she straightened again, placing both hands on his neck again, squeezing lightly.<br><br>"So would you like a little more massage?" she asked, rising again, though still on all fours, over his form.. the only movement allowed to him would be to shift within her arms and thighs. "Turn around, it's time for your... chest." She laughed at that, softly, before leaning forward to nip his ear again. "and to think I didn't lock the door... what a naughty little boy you've become..." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>31-05-2010, 13:54:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris's eyes widened, his thoughts being domimated by her body pressing against his. It felt wonderful. Her nipples swiping across his shoulders felt like fire, her bare flesh making him more bothered than he had been since. Then, she told him to roll over. Chris became embarrassed, his mind weighing what few options he had. Closing his eyes he moved. <br><br>One side of Chris's body tensed as he pushed into the bed and rolled over. Before he had finished his eyes darted to the door, remembering she was right. He began wondering if any of the staff had seen them enter the bedroom. Chris almost audibly hoped not. His body was on fire, all of it. His face was flushed with embarrassment, even though he really had nothing to provoke that emotion. When he had fully rolled over, the object of his caution was revealed. And, to Chris's own discouragement, he wondered why he was allowing her this satisfaction. <br><br>As soon as he settled on his back, it became noticeable. Slightly above average in length, Chris's main wonder was the girth of his rod. Between 7 to 8 inches long, Chris's member boasted a girth of almost 2 inches. At which, in this position, he felt the tip of his member pressing against her backside, throbbing painfully, craving attention.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>01-06-2010, 12:51:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>It was attention that his body needed, which she did not allow him to have. Her lips were curled up in that devious smile, eyes smoky with a certain want she would not allow herself to have just yet either. She shifted in her little position as she watched him, before she slid backward from straddling him, even squirming to settle her covered mound snuggly against his straining arousal. <br><br>“Well now, I see you’re enjoying this massage. ” as all she said, pouring a generous amount of oil on her palm, eyes kept on him in a boundless control. “don’t move.” She whispered, shifted, sliding herself along his length to lean forward, placing her hands around his neck again in that strange cross between danger and sensuality, breasts bouncing once before it hung between them, dusky nipples tight. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>01-06-2010, 20:43:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris was tempted to stare, his eyes flickering with want. His body shuddered with need. Her lovely figure swayed and moved above him, but all Chris could do was avert his eyes. He didn't want to admit to this almost taboo pleasure, but his body expressed it in vivid detail.<br><br>His pulse quickened when her hands hand slid to his throat, but there was little concern. From this position all she could do to keep him from retaliation was to crush his trachea. As Freia's fingers slid down his chest, however, he breathed almost in relief. Chris's bright eyes disappeared as his body relaxed as best it could to the massage. A near infinite amount of neuroprocessors were shooting massive amounts of endorphines through his bloodstream. His body, although limber, began to tremble from it's own desire. Even pressed against her mound, his member gave one throb after another. There was no timid action of his body.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>02-06-2010, 05:22:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She loved the power she has having over the boy, perhaps this could be a tool for further use. But for now, she enjoyed and took what he unwillingly offered, sliding fingers over and over against the plains of his chest, tweaking against his nipples, rubbing oil into it before she abandoned the action and slid lower. finally her palms rubbed and caressed his belly, watching him look away almost in embarrassment, and felt her lips twitch maliciously. The thins she could use this guilt of him for.<br><br>"Do i look that awful then, son?" she asked in cruel gentleness, playing along with his slowly twisting morals. " Don't worry, it's just a massage, you won't have to..."the affected a serious, a motherly tone.. "do anything after." of course she just had to squirm against his throbbing arousal at those words, contrary to everything she was saying. Finally she slid lower, running her covered slit against his length, tip to base, then sat on his legs. "Don't move." came the order. "do you need...anything? Anything at all? Tea maybe?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>02-06-2010, 21:00:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her touch was driving him crazier than ever. With his eyes closed, Chris could only rely on his senses of touch and hearing. And, as she did little talking, her body against him made him burn, his face reddening and his muscles tensing underneath her caresses. Her words finall came to him, and it was almost insulting for her to think that he thought her unnattractive. Quite the contrary: she was gorgeous. Chris just couldn't bring himself to say it, especially when his mind continued to fight with his body. One begging her to continue, the other shouting risks and dangera of their 'massage' session.<br><br>Chris spoke slowly, apprehensively, "You're... far from..." the words fell away, his lips forming it vaguely. Her body had shifted and rubbed across his rigid length. He knew she was doing this on purpose, but why would he argue? Outside of his shoulder angel playing goody-goody, he was tempted to even break her formalities of torturing him. Her last question was answered with a shake of his head, bright eyes opening to look up at her mostly naked form. <br><br>"W-what I want?" Chris breathed. "Its not been about what I wanted from the beginning, but..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 08:16:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His words made her laugh, a deep rumble that vibrated throughout her body, down her frame, reverberating down to focus solely on his length. "Isn't it now?"she asked softly, then slowly slid back up his length, resting the tip of his length, against the spot of her that gently curved inward against the fabric, tilting her head at her stepson. "I guess it hasn't. Not that you can complain..." Then she shifted leaning forward with her body perched comfortably like that, her bare breasts sliding against his skin before she pressed it down, hot breath against his face, dangerously close to his mouth. "I think I'm going to have sex with you now Christien..."she whispered softly, then allowed the flick of something moist, soft and wet brush against his jawline. Once, twice she licked along his jaw, before her hands grabbed his wrists, tugging upward and guided it to the brass headrest of the bed. "Hold on tight and don't let go..."she mumbled, curling his fingers through the bars. <br><br>She shifted on top of him again, bed shifting under the weight, followed by the feel of something silky being tied over his wrists. "I'm going to teach you the joys of...letting me have control over you.." bound, aroused and naked under her still half clothed form, she laned down, lips descending on his left nipple. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 21:03:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Christien's heart had almost stopped. The feelings of her panties, her breasts, and then her hands guiding his own, had stolen the speech from hos breath. The shocked expression he had was almost unrealistic. He knew this was going to happen, in fact, and everything was panning out properly, except for one thing. He had not excpected being tied down. And this revelation spurred a momentary struggle, but his hands were already bound.<br><br>Looke at Freia, Chris couldn't help but feel aroused, more aroused than before if that was even possible. He felt the pulsing of his cock, nestled between her legs, and he felt his own heartbeat through her breasts. To top it off, the tingles he felt on his jaw from her tongue still tingled his flesh.<br><br>Chris could only moan, biting his lip, and hoping not to satisfy her so much through his excited phase. He had his eyes half open, but his gaze only reflected her body and hair.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>14-06-2010, 10:02:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a brief silence, as Freia Silvercrest, Bitch on a mission realized just how far her little game had gone to. She frowned, eyeing the once-boy she was intent on throwing out on his ear... under her, panting, hard and ready for her abuse. No, this definitely wasn't planned, and she was almost horrified to realized that right now she didn't want to stop. She slowly sat back, letting her body arch as she grazed her nails along his belly, scratching out his name on his skin and watching the redness fade away, before finally she leaned down, almost bent where she sat in a show of flexibility.. and ran the tip of her tongue along his navel, circling it once as if to taste him before she suddenly rose back to her feet, half naked, legs spread over him. <br><br>"Christien, Christien, Christien... whatever will I do with you." she began chidingly, placing a hand on her hips as she watched his naked form under her, lifting a foot to trail a painted toe from his belly, trailing the length of his erection. " This wasn't in the plan... but now you've made yourself so deliciously aroused for your mother." she smirked, rubbing the tip of his length with the toe before she set it firmly back on the mattress, staring only into his eyes, as if refusing to deign his body with a hungry glance. <br><br>"Now where will I start with you...should I..." she backed away, near his feet now. "Just leave you tied up and hard here in my bedroom, to have people find you?" she mumbled, then slowly kneeled down by his feet, nails raking the soles of his feet to tickle it. " Or maybe I can have a little taste..." then she grabbed his right foot, dragging it straight before spreading, turning to straddle it even as she tied his ankles to the post there using her dress. She turned again as his nearly spread form, chuckling softly. "I'd go for the second... what do you think?" she added, then dragged his other leg straight as well, humming as she looked and found no other means to tie him up. With a grin she stood again, turned around and shimmied a little here, a little there, sliding her underwear off then slid it over the post, his other foot dragged into one of the legs made small in a soft of fabric cuff. <br><br>Spread eagled she rose again, completely naked as she stood before him, a small tattoo of a feather on her right inner thigh as she spread her leg to reach out again, teasing this time, her stepson's sac, weighing it as she watched it. "Not going to scream Christien? No matter.." a sly grin crossed her lips. "We can do that later..." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>14-06-2010, 21:38:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Did this woman know how to tease, or what? Her nails against his stomach made his muscles tense almost painfully, making its firmness almost like that of a chalkboard. He felt the characters burn in his flesh for a moment before her opened his eyes and stared at her. She was constantly moving, her breasts and hair consistent with perpetual motion, always swaying. She was the image of beauty, and it almost sickened him with how his cock danced under her foot before she moved again. Her voice, spurring the same disturbing thoughts as before, rang in his ears, even as the world seemed to slow with her caresses. <br><br>"You're... not... my mother," Chris let out through clenched teeth, but the words were just meant to justify the morbidity of his arousal. Christien could hardly stand all the teasing. Every touch and lick and... then his legs were tied. Wrapped to the bed, Chris became the peace sign stuck on the bed.<br><br>His body was stretched, muscled rippling along his tight skin. The flawless flesh shined almost innocently up at Freia, even as she removed her underwear and stood on the bead. His breath escaped him as he stared at her, his entire body shuddering with excitement. The restraints were well made, he couldn't even draw himself fetal, which he now wished to hide his arousal. But the toes on her feet pressed against his sac, lifting it. The skin there immediately became taught and created a perfect sphere on the tip of her foot. His shaft dropped sugary pre onto his waist, the shaft bouncing against it from it's length. Chris let out a shaky breath, stifling a moan that had threatened to escape him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>21-06-2010, 12:13:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The laughter rang through the room, as the hand that reached for the oil slowly pulled back with the bottle, leaving behind a ring where it had rested before. The mattress shifted as well, adjusting to the change in weight, creaking softly before the bottle was upended enough, trickling a thin line of oil from his neck down to his belly. Then it was replaced on the night table, adding yet another ring before the oil was smeared outward over his form, making him glisten in warm patchouli. <br><br>“Well, I certainly am not…” came the amused reply, as she at herself on his thighs, merely inches from that throbbing member as she leaned forward, allowing its tip to brush along hr belly as she continued to massage him with every evidence of her ulterior motive. Then quite innocently: “I certainly enjoy pretending though…”came the amused conclusion, before she leaned forward, on all fours now as she straddled him, fingers digging gently against his chest, thumbs kneading the planes of it and brushing against his nipples. A bead of oil lazed a slow trail from belly to the apex between his legs, followed by a single digit rubbing that bead into his skin, shifted and slid up to the tip of his length. “Tease maybe? Yes, certainly she was enjoying it.<br><br>“good boy..” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>21-06-2010, 20:12:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chri shuddered as the oil dripped onto his chest, the chill of the petrol causing little bumps to discreetly cover his skin. His own nipples felt ubsurdly tight, aching even as she lowered her dribble of the fluid. As she rubbed it across him, even tweaking his nipples, his body shimmered. The shadows that defined his body had become highlights, accentuating his form from the little amount of light. Her own reflection shined in the rippling expanse of his abdomen. Whatever she wanted, she was getting.<br><br>Chris gave a strain against his bonds as she rubbed against his member, advertent or not, he felt the spasm course through his system. Her laughter had stung, but her words had a more harmful effect. Even as she knowingly touched his throbbing manhood, she treated him like a dog. But he was less than that. For the time being, he was her toy. Nothing but a piece of sexual equipment with an anatomically correct body. A cold look had found its way onto his face. He was just being toyed with. But nothing he did stifled his arousal or hid the wanting lust in his eyes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>24-06-2010, 04:10:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The room wasn’t locked, and perhaps if one would open it now the scent of warm oil and warmer bodies would be like a wall, thick in arousal and hatred. The floor was littered with discarded clothes, the bed creaking softly with the sound of shifting weight. And in the dim light coming from the windows, their forms seemed to glisten in unholy, and delicious sheen. The woman on top leaned down again, addressing what appeared to be a sacrifice to her pleasure.<br><br>“That’s the Christien I know. It just won’t be worth it if I break you so easily…”she mumbled, glorying in the hatred in his eyes that contradicted the need rippling from his body. She leaned closer, and grabbed his jaw with her fingers, tightening it as if to hurt him, nails digging against the skin enough to leave a mark, even as those bloody red lips closed over his own, tasting his fury like a drugging wine. She was soft, everywhere.. lips parting as she flicked her tongue against his lips and forced its way in, pillaging in his mouth as she trailed over teeth and cheek and tongue, softer as she pressed her bare breasts against his oil-slicked chest, nipples like tiny flickers of flame brushing over his skin.. softer as her covered mound gently pressed against his throbbing length, cushioning it in what it wanted at yet denying it what it needed. <br><br>She swallowed him, drank and gulped down her stepson’s mouth without asking for permission, without caring for morality..and then she pulled away, enough to tug at his lower lip, sucking on it, then releasing. And grinned. “Hate me some more, son of mine..” she mumbled, laughed cruelly and trailed her kisses from his jaw to dip in the hollow of his throat, her fingers tilting his head back roughly even as she laved at him with sensual gentleness.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>24-06-2010, 23:09:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You... " It was all he could muster through gritted teeth as she pressed her fingers to his cheeks. When her lips fell onto his, an excited sigh escaped him, but it was tailed closely by a growl into her perfect lips. The invasion of her tongue was as exciting as it was infuriating. How could she casually call him her son and continue like this. <br><br>As her breasts landed against his chest, the muscles tensed and a deep breath heaved into his lungs, expanding his chest and forcing her to touch more of him with her massive globes. Her nipples pressed firmly against his skin, his body again betrayed him. Christien's manhood bounced of its own volition, rubbing just as teasingly across her lower lips before getting stuck right at the apex of her slit. <br><br>As she pulled away and gave her command, he could only breath, "Just... fuck..." The words were cut off as she dropped to his throat. His pulse beat heavily and rapidly against her lips. Every vein in his body throbbed with a lustful want.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>28-06-2010, 12:35:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The hand that held his cheek in place pushed up a little more, a fuck me red lips closed over the pulse that that throat as if in a sensual, vampiric kiss like in those stories. Instead it sucked, forming an ‘oh’ of desire with each throb, only to pull away and brush further down. It left its mark against the skin there, before a wet, moist tongue slipped out, dipping in the hollow of his throat, then his collarbone, as if those two parts in themselves had a mind of their own. She didn’t even reply to his angry retort, instead proving im wrong once more by sliding down in a sensual wiggle, first dipping one tongue on the left nipple, then the right, only just to let him feel it.<br><br>“Fuck?” came the question, as her face rose and met his dazed gaze. “There will be no...fucking tonight.” she grinned, then tilted her head. “Not yet. Not till you beg…” and she nipped at his chest, hot breath blazing a trail from chest to belly, to his navel, mercilessly heating it with her breath, laving it with her tongue, clawing at his belly with painted nails. Then. Nothing. She had moved off him and out of his line of sight, leaving him bared and panting for more. Did she leave him?<br><br>Something hot and wet flicked along the very tip of him, teasing at the slit at the tip of his erection. Gone. And again. Pushing, lapping, tasting him like a delicious morsel ripe for the picking. And once more gone. “I like getting what I want…”came the whisper, followed by a lick, from the base of his length to the ridge of its cap, tickling the underside without touch. A disembodied voice and tongue the only thing teasing his body. “And you’re going to offer it to me in a silver platter..Yes?’ another lick. Another. Coating the underside of his erection with hot saliva..<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>28-06-2010, 21:17:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Christien groaned, sensually, his throat emitting a lustful sound perhaps tantalizing to her ears. She was achieving her mission. With each fleck of her tongue across his throat and the plush feel of her lips on his flesh, the barrier between his madness was breaking. The chains of guilt were slowky deteriorating and being broken apart by the river of lust that flowed through his veins. Chris was hers. If she didn't want to recognize it or not, Freia had her pet in her clutches... between her lips. <br><br>Even as the flesh of his nipple was played with, he could only wish for more. His eyes had lost their spiteful luster and were filled with a dire need for her touch, caresses and other, more intimate details. As she lifted from his chest and told him he had to beg, he was tempted to let flow his plea right then and there. But her disappearance from his field of view prevented his doing so.<br><br>Then he felt it. A warm flick across his throbbing manhood. It bounced under her chin, threatening to rub against her face. More licks. Chris strained against his bindings, feeling his cock being played with. He felt longer strokes of her tongue against his burning flesh and he could not resist the moan that escaped him. The throaty sound scared himself slightly, but the continuing sensations and the strain of the bindings holding him still for this torture told him that all was still very real. <br><br>Her words, this time, ellicitted her wanted response, "It's yours... just take it. Please... I... I want... it..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 16:02:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a hushed laughter then, a rush of warm breath fanning the skin of his length, followed by another brief flick of that wet tongue. “Do you now?” came the teasing whisper, before that head rose up to his line of vision, eyes cold as ice glittering with cruel amusement, with arousal… with triumph. “I think I’ll enjoy making you beg this way…” and at that the head dipped once more, paused, and licked, tongue circling the tip of his length in a lazy swipe before nails grazed lightly along his inner thighs. They stopped a bare breath away from that throbbing, needy appendage, before it slid further up, caressing his belly, grazing nails upward to claw and tease at his nipples, even as her lips closed over the very tip of him, brushing over it again and again with those fuck me red lips of hers.<br><br>“Beg…”<br><br>And she opened her mouth, enough to let that tightly partly lips slide over the tip of his cock, over the head, settling just under the cap before she heaved a deep breath, letting saliva accumulate, soaking him, frustrating him. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 20:30:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This was degrading. Frustrating his nerves and causing Chris to pull against his bindings all the more. His joints hurt from the unnatural strain and his muscles remained tense and solid even when he got a breath to finally breathe. As her wonderful muscle slid against the vein of his cock, her words replayed over in his head. Disturbingly aroused by his own helplessness, Chris scarcely imagined himself begging for her lush lips to envelope him. Not to be conceited, but doesn't she want it too?<br><br>Chris caught the vibrant color of her lips and eyes and she spoke again. Her words ran like fire through his veins but were as cold as ice in his mind. He felt numb. He felt... her lips fold over the tip of his cock. Another strain against his bonds forced him to relax from the pain. But the feel of the head of his dick in her mouth brought him back to the present. Her one word being more profound now than every before.<br><br>"I..." shakily breathing, Chris threw dignity to the wind, "Suck me... please... I want it. I want you to give it to me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 14:11:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a moment of silence, the room devoid of any sounds save for the creak of the huge bed, the rustle of the sheets... the panting of the young man tied up on it. And the deep rumble of a sensual groan escaping the throat of his step mother at his plea. It was as if the room itself caught the words and threw it back, magnified to send a shudder of arousal through her body. Helpless and angry. Helpless and aroused. He was certainly fast becoming a favorite little treat. The lips around his hard length tightened in a smile, before her head turned slightly, twisting a little as she slid him a little more inside, just a little more... hot, wet mouth oozing around him, saliva spilling down the corners of those fuck me red lips as she added another inch...paused, and with a deep swallow, took him all the way inside. <br><br>Yes, slow and agonizing, but she was a cruel woman. He wanted him on his knees... or rather, on his back... lips brushing against the soft cushion near the base of his length, tightening just a little here, a little there... and with the languorous slowness, started to suckle. Yes, suckle... a hungry babe offered her favorite treat, tongue pushing his length up against the roof of her mouth even as she slowly pulled her head up, grazing, sucking...leaving him so close to popping out that the cool air in the room dried her saliva. and then she started bobbing, twisting her head with each push, moving it the other way as she pulled, all the while lashing at his tip with her tongue, allowing him no respite from the sensations.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 22:23:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The bindings felt like razorwire as his body tensed at the sensations flooding through his core. Undeniably, his arousal outweighed his frustration and bewilderment combined. His mind was reeling from the pure animalistic lust he had now control over. His eyes stared down at the scene happening at his waist, his eyes covered with a lusty glaze. On occasion he would groan, moan, and gasp. She was no amateur to this, as she had him attempting to thrust into her throat to push himself over the edge. Without warning, words fell from his lips. Unprompted and uncharacteristic, they would perhaps tickle her fancy while hurting his pride.<br><br>"Please... make me come. I wanna... want to... ungh!"<br><br>His teeth grinded together in his strain. There were visible contact rashes up and down his wrist as he again pulled at the restraints. It was painful, but all that feeling was overwhelmed by the sheer sensation she sent up his spine through his manhood. His dick pulsed against her tongue, showing the racing speed of his heart.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 03:37:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was a delightful little game she made sure to play out, stopping completely at his thrust, slow lips pulling up and off his throbbing length with an audible pop. She licked her lips, tilting her head in a curious way as she let him settle down, one hand grazing a long fingernail along his inner thigh as he pleaded. "And what if I won't let you?" she asked softly, sitting up, abandoning his erection as she kneeled&nbsp; between his legs, nail grazing down his knee. there was a sly smirk on her face now, before she arched, a cat rubbing up against her master... or rather, her prey, breasts grazing from thighs to shaft to belly, to his chest, nipples grazing, before she pressed against him, groin to groin, nipples barely brushing as she propped herself on her elbows on either side of his form.<br><br>"Grieving still, oh son of mine?" came the soft, mocking whisper, before she shifted, arching up again, rubbing herself against him, base to tip with a gasp, paused and brushed a nipple against his lips. "If you want I'll let you grieve it out...or I can just keep going with this massage..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Only if you please me. (Haiku and Tenchu)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 23:07:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris's eyes popped open, his main concern being the tight warmth that had left his throbbing manhood. The sound brought his attention to watch as she snaked her nail down his thigh and then his knee. Her question was lost as she grazed over his body with her breasts. And it wasn't until she was staring him in the face that he was able to speak. Christian's lips had begun to move, but she was asking more questions. And she was grinding against his length. And all that escaped his lips was a sigh topped with a moan. <br><br>The young man breathed in sharply and glared at her, almost threatening. But the words that passed his lips were not what the good Christian would have ever said, "I will not beg for you to continue, because... I know you want it, too... So, fuck me... and make me beg for more of that."<br><br>Chris leaned his neck up and nipped the top of one of her breasts, his lips popped against her flesh audibly before he leaned back to prevent cramping. His body was on fire beneaths hers. And there was no way she couldn't feel his hot erection between her thighs or the tight, tense body the was still straining against its bonds from sheer pleasurable impulse.
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