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Airy Miller: Dear phone, this is super lame but I have no where else private to write. ANYWAY, I met two guys today. We'll call them T and N. I know that's stupid but talking to myself via text isn't much better.

Airy Miller: I don't know what I'm doing but I'm staying with them...

Airy Miller: T is nice and he answers all my stupid questions but he's only awake at night.

Airy Miller: N... is really confusing me. It's a shame guys like that don't fall for girls like me.

Airy Miller: This is stupid I'm going to stop now. More so since T let me on his phone plan so I have the internet again.

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riotousjunkie

He smiled back up at her, watching while she studied him. For a moment, his expression softened, and the usual fondness showed through the look of mischief... even while his thumb idly stroked the silk over her leg.

The mischief returned when her heel pressed his back against the stones, and his eyes wandered down. New angle on her skirt, there — was she wearing anything underneath? He still couldn't tell, exactly, but he didn't see a scrap of fabric so far.

He'd kept his hand on her leg as she'd lifted it, ultimately ending up with his hand hooked over the front of her ankle. He gave it one more squeeze.

"Just that?" Of course it wouldn't be — but that'd do for a start. Cassidy turned his head, keeping his eyes on hers until he couldn't anymore, and pressed his lips to her ankle. The first kiss was soft and slow, feeling the heat of her skin through the stockings. The next kiss was a little more intense. He shifted under her heel to ease out from under it, and continued on his way, working toward her knee.

As he started on her thigh, his imagination was running wild. He thought of her trip here from her room. Airy, who blushed at talking dirty in a crowded room, had walked out looking like that. How many people must have seen her and wondered where she was going? How many would've wanted to be the one waiting for her? He was going to have to make the journey worth it.

If she looked between his legs, she'd see he was already sporting a small bulge.

The next kiss had just enough teeth in it for Airy to feel through the fabric. Cassidy held it gently, almost like a bite. He wasn't worried about breaking skin — thin as the stockings were, they were surprisingly effective armor.

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imaginationswoes

"For now." Airy replied as she watched him kiss and nip up the lovely length of her leg. She had a few ideas of what she wanted to do to him; tie him down, of course she was going to use the whip, ride his face, feel his cock between her breasts, command him not to cum until she tells him he's allowed to and deny him that release for as long as she can. Thanks to having a very open and slightly kinky best friend, Airy had been given a lot of different ideas of how to go about this. For the moment she was doing what felt right, letting each erotic and exciting feeling bleed into the next.

His teeth felt amazing against her skin, prickling at the flesh as little tantalizing thrills of electricity coursed through her. Cassidy was ridiculously sexy. She had always thought so but new positions and experiences always reminded her of how hot her boyfriend was.

Airy's smile widened as he reached the inside of her thigh and she pulled a bit of the plastic skirt material back. The stocks were clasped to a silky belt and, as suspected, Airy wasn't wearing underwear. Not only had she walked down the hall wearing the dress that Cassidy had gotten her, but she did it with absolutely no underwear on.

"Stay on your knees." She spoke in a low silky voice; one that had taken a lot of practice to do without breaking out into a fit of giggles. "Here's how we're doing this. You're no allowed to cum until I say so." She leaned forward slightly, her fingers brushing against the stubble at his jaw. "Until I'm satisfied."

Airy stood back up, her tongue briefly flicking across her lips as she looked down at Cassidy. "And you're going to call me master." Or madam, Airy wasn't actually that picky but maybe power trips were a lot of fun. Airy's own voice and choice of phrasing sent a little shiver through her. It sounded like someone else, someone sexy, and it was amazing. A small part of her wanted to freak out about how awesome all of this was but she'd do that later.

"Now," Her voice remained low and her words slow. Airy was planning to draw this out for as long as she possibly could; until Cassidy was swearing and begging for a release. She had an affinity for listening to him and his colorful vocabulary. "Show me how talented that mouth of yours is. If you don't do a good job, I'm going to punish you."

Airy hoped that turning herself on was okay because fuck, she'd somehow managed to do that.

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riotousjunkie

Until I say so. Until I'm satisfied. The touch to his cheek got him to look up, and there was a broad, delighted smile on his face. "God, that's bloody merciless."

Maybe she'd forgive him the edge of laughter in his voice. It wasn't that he found the situation ridiculous — though he did, a little. Something could be ridiculous and sexy at the same time. Airy coming down those stairs and launching into the dominatrix act like it was nothing? He was goddamned giddy over it.

Master, though. That, he was going to need some convincing on. Cass had never in his life called anyone master or mistress. It struck him as a little too playact-y, like the only people who used the terms were those sad sacks who needed a woman stepping on their balls in order to get off.

On the other hand, she really sounded like she wanted it. And now she was ordering him to eat her out — that, he wouldn't dream of saying no to. He decided to meet her in the middle with a bit of insolence.

"'Master, is it," he ruminated, and lowered his eyes to her hitched-up skirt before placing his next kiss on the inner joint of her thigh, before extending his tongue and giving a long, flat lick between her legs.

"Y'want mastery over me, do 'ya." He spoke so close, she'd be able to feel the vibrations moving through his mouth. Before she could voice an answer, he was getting on with his work, tipping his head to get the right angle, kissing the hood over her clit with soft, warm lips.

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Airy managed to roll her eyes before she felt the soft warmth of Cassidy's mouth press against her clit. She wasn't surprised that he knew exactly where it was but it sent a warm shiver up her spine as the heat of his breath and the pressure of his lips teased the sensitive nerve.

"Cassidy." She breathed his name, her chest rising a little more than usual with the corset tightly bound around her center. "If you're going to be punny then we're not doing that. Though I might still come up with another nickname for you." The remark held a closer resemblance to Airy's usual tone of voice though her voice was breathless and heated. No matter the situation, Airy would always be herself.

And while she loved puns, it threw off her groove.

"More." She exhaled the word as her hips rolled forward, pressing his mouth more fully against the wet heat of her sex. The sultry tone was back, lacing like a drug through her words, but it wasn't as forced as before.

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riotousjunkie

The fact that he’d gotten her to break character was a little delight all its own. Not something he’d want to repeat too often, and risk spoiling the mood, but just the once? It was nice to catch a glimpse of the Airy he knew.

Cassidy let out an involuntary, muffled sound as she pressed closer to him. The angle was already slightly awkward, given their relative heights — thank god for the heels, or he would’ve had to totally contort his spine. If he wanted to really get in there, there had to be an adjustment. On that impulse, he hooked an arm under her knee and brought it up to rest over his shoulder. At the same time, so that she wouldn’t topple over, he wrapped his other arm around the small of her back.

“Yes, Miss Miller.” He could work with that, he thought, if she liked it. Miss Miller — formal without being so bloody pretentious. And now he had the space to give her a good, long lick, to probe inward with his tongue and lap at her wetness. Now he was counting the seconds until he could make her gasp.

Edited Date: 2018-08-01 01:10 am (UTC)

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imaginationswoes

Airy's fingers slipped through Cassidy's hair as he looped her leg around his shoulder. She'd thought about doing that but a small part of her had enjoyed watching him struggle to do as she said. It felt natural in this position except that pressure of his tongue made her knees feel weak and her thighs tremble slightly.

Her opposite hand rose to her stomach, where her fingers ran along the smooth surface of the corset. Cassidy wouldn't have to wait long before hearing a short breathless gasp. Her fingers continued to rise, running over the crest of her breasts before lacing through her hair. His tongue felt perfect and as much as she wanted to cum like this, she knew that the position would make that difficult.

Airy glanced around at what was around them and found a table nearby that might be interesting to strap Cassidy to later. For right now, she found a table and that was what she wanted.

Her fingers curled against his scalp and roughly pulled his mouth away from her sex. She didn't want to stop but she wanted to enjoy it too. "Almost." As she spoke she moved her leg so that she was standing up straight and walked over to the table. She turned towards Cassidy and beckoned him with a finger as she hopped up and spread her legs.

"Use your mouth and make me cum." The command didn't sound too strange from Airy though she tried to make it sound more like an order than her usual plead.

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riotousjunkie

The taste of her on his tongue, the strong scent of leather, the sound of her breathing... he was still only semi-hard, but he knew if he could touch himself, or get just a little bit of friction... on the other hand, she wasn't going to let him finish for a while yet, so he probably shouldn't rush things.

The sharp pull on his hair made him suck in a breath through his teeth. Oh no, no, she couldn't stop this part... his eyes already looked a little desperate when she started moving away.

...oh. Cassidy bit at his lip, and, as a substitute for stroking himself, dragged a hand across his stomach.

"Mm-hm." Yes, ma'am. It felt natural to crawl along the floor toward her: she had said to stay on his knees. When he rose up to meet her, he slid a hand over her thigh, taking another moment to savor the texture of the fabric.

"Fuck, I love 'ya in these stockings," he purred before putting his mouth to her again, working his lips and tongue in slow, heated motions.

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imaginationswoes

Fuck. Yes.

Airy's head rolled back as his lips tongue and teeth began to tease the sensitive wet heat between her legs. She'd never been a fan of people going down on her in the past but when it was Cassidy it felt amazing. Fire licked and flared through her as a relaxing but erotic heat consumed her body and mind.

"Yes. Like that." She purred as her fingers laced through his hair, tugging him against her sex as her hips rose eagerly to greet him. Airy let herself enjoy the sensation as her own orgasm began to build within her curvy frame.

She was definitely wearing these stockings again, likely she'd wear the whole outfit again.

"So close." Airy moaned and gasped loudly, seeing no reason to be quiet despite the fact that the dungeon was technically a public area. Her body shivered and she continued each motion as her orgasm washed over her. It was only the first and it was a gentle, steady feeling that continued with each lick and pressure against her clit. Her grip on his hair tightened and she smiled as a shiver pushed its way out to the tips of her fingers and toes.

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riotousjunkie

He loved feeling her rock against his tongue, how he could feel her heat rising with every kiss. When she said she was close, Cassidy let himself smile, but not so much that it interfered with his work... and when she pulled his hair and shivered, he covered her sex with his mouth, pulsed his tongue forward and sucked at her clit, while both hands clutched at her legs.

He’d never been much of one for giving oral, himself. Not to this degree. Not until her. But there wasn’t any denying the change — by now, he was definitely, totally turned on.

Cassidy pressed more soft kisses between her legs, encouraging more sensation from excited nerves, admiring just how red and hot he’d made her.

“Is that all right, Miss Miller?” His hands smoothed down her legs toward her ankles.

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imaginationswoes

Airy was breathing heavily as she looked down at Cassidy. She had to remind herself that they weren't stopping here; there was more that she wanted to do. However, it still took her a second or two for her thoughts to reorient themselves.

Her fingers gently ran along the whip that was looped at her side. "Acceptable." Her voice was breathless and heated. It had be brilliant but Cassidy didn't have to be told that. He could see the effect her had on her by the flush in her chest, the rise of her chest and the heat that continued to pulse through her sex.

"You've been pretty cocky though. I think you should be punished."

Mostly she wanted to show off how well she could crack a whip. It was one of those skills that Airy had never thought she'd use.

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riotousjunkie

“Is that so?”

Of course, this had to have been coming eventually. What was the point of bringing the whip if they weren’t going to use it? But he had his part to play.

“Maybe you’re right.” He lowered his eyes. There was something contrite about it, though that was sullied by the facts that his thumbs were still feeling at the stockings, and his gaze swept the length of one of her thighs and paused admiringly one more time between her legs before moving back up to her face.

“I can be an arrogant bastard.”

He could be. He knew it. It was true — and it was part of the game. It might not be any wonder he’d taken to his role so naturally. He already knew how to do it. How to tell the truth through the screen of a lie. In all honesty, it was probably an infuriating thing to live with sometimes.

So she should feel free to take that fury out on him — however she wanted.

Edited Date: 2018-08-02 02:46 am (UTC)

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imaginationswoes

Airy's legs closed as she slid off the table. The movement was graceful and as her heels clicked onto the floor, she kept her balance. She didn't have a lot of practice wearing 3 inch heels but she'd grown up learning to dance and comparatively, this was an easy task.

Her fingers continued to stroke the smooth leather of the whip, while her bright blue eyes glanced at the dungeon's toys. She wanted something simple, something to tie him up but comfortably enough that she could touch both the front and back of his body. Airy spotted a frame with leather cuffs that would hold his arms out to either side, for what she had in mind, that was perfect.

"There." She released the whip at her side and let it coil to the ground. "We're going to tie you up." Airy leaned down and lifted Cassidy's chin in a silent gesture to let him know that he could stand.

He was infuriating at times, love and hate went hand in hand, but it wasn't fury that fueled any of her motions, at least, not yet.

Edited (shuuush) Date: 2018-08-02 03:15 am (UTC)

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riotousjunkie

Cassidy let her fingers simply lift his chin until it became clear she was prompting him to stand. When he did stand, it was slowly, gingerly, with his hands pressing on his knees. He was taking care not to make his erection any worse — it was going to make it a bit uncomfortable to walk, but so far it wasn’t so bad.

He met her eyes, but only out of the sides of his, and only for a second.

“Yes, ma’am.” He would wait for her lead on heading over, and let her do what she would once they got there.

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imaginationswoes

Airy guided him towards the apparatus and then began to strap him in. It was only his wrists and affect securing each bind she leaned forward and tenderly placed a kiss on the inside of his wrist. She loved him and she didn't want him to forget that.

Once Cassidy was in place, she walked around him in a slow methodical circle. Her bright blue eyes took in the sight with obvious interest and excitement.

Airy wanted to begin but there was one important thing that her and Cassidy hadn't talked about...

She stepped up next to him, pressing her body against his side as she bit his ear. It was a gentle bite, affectionate and light before she whispered softly in his ear. "If it becomes too much. Say Peaches and I'll stop." Her voice was sweet and warm though it somehow didn't break the mood. It wasn't a question but it was an out. Whatever happened next, she wanted to make sure that Cassidy was okay.

The whip curled at her side as she stepped a few yards away from him. Her wrist rotated and she quickly pulled her arm in an arc, flicking the whip and snapping the piece of leather against Cassidy's chest. It was a pinpoint of pain that would quickly begin to ache through his entire chest.

Airy was weirdly really good at using whips though this was the first time that it was for sexual reason.

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riotousjunkie

She was pressed against him and whispering in his ear and he really wanted to turn his head and kiss her. God, he really wanted to.

What he actually did, after a few agonizing seconds of fighting back the urge, was turn on his heartbeat. His pulse thudded slow and steady against the leather cuffs at his wrists, sent its soothing drumbeat through his head. There was always something comforting about it.

Even if it wasn't quite the same as being alive. Even if it didn't so much as jump when the whip snapped against his skin. A quick shock of pain that started to pool outward, becoming warmer and softer as it went. Cassidy breathed into it, let a soft grunt reverberate against his closed lips, and flexed his hands. Bracing himself for the next one... and the next after that.

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imaginationswoes

Another flick of her wrist and then another. Airy's aim steadily began to improve and she began to target parts of his chest, his navel, watching as his skin pinked and then darkened from the pressure of the whip. Each snap sent a thrill through her, gathering heat between her thighs as it ignited flames within her curvy frame.

It was thrilling but also relaxing. She felt herself pouring phantom or new emotions into her strikes, as if she was releasing everything she'd ever felt inside of her. Not just towards Cassidy but everything.

Airy paused as a shiver twisted down her spine and then reached out through her limbs. She was surprised at herself but also... eager.

She didn't look at the damage she had caused but stepped forward. Airy pressed her palm against Cassidy chest as she rose to captured his mouth in a hard heated kiss. Her tongue flicked out, dragging against his, before pinching his lower lip between her teeth. She wanted him but it was different than before. Airy felt lighter and with that came a new flood of emotions; all of which were greedy, wanting and focused on Cassidy.

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riotousjunkie

Pain was a thing that managed to be both relative, and always the same. Cassidy had lived through things that would have killed a mortal man from either shock or blood loss alone... but he still felt the pop of blood vessels under his skin where the whip touched him, the sharp sting. It still hurt. And in this case, he was helpless to stop it.

He managed to breathe through the experience, but he didn’t make any attempt to hide the effort. By the time she approached him, there was the beginning of a desperate, wild look in his eyes.

The kiss was a balm and an encouragement to his arousal, and he drank it in along with the gentle touch of her hand.

“—fuck,” escaped his lips as soon as she disconnected from them.

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imaginationswoes

Airy dropped the whip to the floor, wrapping her arms around Cassidy so she could drag her nails down his back. She wasn't gentle anymore and the marks from her nails were either angry red lines or prickling with thin trails of blood. Her hips began to grind against him as a low heated moan rumbled through her chest. She was so horny and had no idea what to do with the feel except let it control her.

She kissed him again, giving him no time to react before her mouth moved to his neck and shoulder. She bit his shoulder and then pulled away.

Airy stood only a foot away from him but the space felt like miles. She let her eyes drop down his chest, inspecting her work.

"You look like you want more." She met his gaze, trying to identify the look in his eyes. Airy could do anything she wanted down here. Even if she didn't have the right tool, all she had to do was imagine it.

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riotousjunkie

He savored every second of it. She felt wild against him. The rake of her nails pressed them closer together, and the leather felt cool and soft against the sore spots on his stomach. His wrists flexed in the straps — he could only imagine what it would feel like to touch her.

She descended to bite at his shoulder, and Cassidy huffed a breath out into her hair, felt — for a second — his upper lip try to pull back from his teeth, before it shifted to a smile.

When she deprived him of herself again, the look would be perfectly clear. His eyes looked hungry.

"I want 'ya." If that's what she meant by more.

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imaginationswoes

Airy's smile spread into a pleased smirk. He really wanted her. She could see it in the heat that radiated from his gaze, she could feel it through the thick smooth leather corset and it was perfect. It was the kind of look she wanted to see when he looked at her.

"Well," She hummed softly as she took a slow step forward, her heel clicking on the stone floor. "Since you've been so good." Her hip brushed against his side as she slipped under his arm and stepped behind him. She didn't have a plan but she didn't really think she needed one.

Airy looped her arms around his waist and pressed her front firmly against his back. Her teeth nipped at his shoulder, neck and ear as she teased and tugged at the hem of his underwear.

She wasn't going to make this easy for him. "Tell me how you want me Cassidy."

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riotousjunkie

"Ooh."

He could feel her breasts against his back, and her fingers were very close to his penis.

"I."

Words. Words were a thing he was usually very good at.

"I j— I jus— I — I just bloody want 'ya." That sentence sort of deflated at the end as he realized what a pathetic attempt that had been. Right, this was why he didn't normally go in for this sort of thing. He got impatient for getting to the sex part.

"Shite." He could do better than that. He'd meant to do better than that. Get your bloody head in the game, Cass.

"I — I want 'ya like... like nothin' else. Like nobody else. I want you so bad, I'd wait half-naked in the dark on the cold stone just to see you walk down those stairs. I want 'ya like..." Like what? Like what else?

She'd kissed a lot of it off his lips, but he could still taste her sex on his tongue.

"I want 'ya like I love the way you taste." He looked down at her hands. So close to touching him. "I want you to fuck my mouth again, and then I wanna fuck yours."

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imaginationswoes

Airy smiled against his shoulder as he struggled to find the right words to say. This was a rare side of Cassidy and one that Airy found herself enjoying.

Usually she was the awkward one.

Her fingers ran around the waistband of his underwear as he spoke, waiting for him to get out everything he wanted to say. "Hmm." She nipped at his shoulder and pushed his underwear down enough to free his cock. "I don't know if you've been good enough for all that." Her fingers wrapped around him and began to stroke until he was hard in her palm.

A few strokes and then Airy was moving away again, leaving him very aroused.

"I'm going to release you and you're going to lay on your back on the floor." She nipped at his ear. "Got it?"

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riotousjunkie

"Fuck."

Maybe he was starting to regret this.

All right. Internal confession time: he hadn't expected her to have this much of a plan. Said she'd wanted to try kinky stuff, not soon as you get me in a leather corset I go all 'Working Girls.' How much more was she going to put him through?

His eyes landed on her. That little smile on her face. New questions: how much was she enjoying this? How happy was he making her, right now?

"Yes, Miss Miller."

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imaginationswoes

She was enjoying her self, but she'd also be alright if this was something they only did once. She was happy being with Cassidy, it didn't matter what they did.

Airy loosened his restraints, watching him as she stepped from one side to the other.

"Lay down."

Then they'll both get what they want.

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riotousjunkie

Cassidy did as he'd been told as soon as his wrists were free: carefully lowering himself down onto the floor and lying back.

"What now?" he was asking, even as he watched her start to get into position.

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