Skye Pilot
Star
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
Re: A Kitsune for Him (Cont. from old bluemoon)
Davis looked over her body once more, watching her delicate movements while she moved herself up onto the table. The strong, but pure white light just made her look striking and wonderful than usual, seeming to bring out the pale brilliance of her skin, along with the silvery shimmers in her ribbon clad hair. He helped her up onto the padding, positioning her into place. The cushioning was firm and soft all at once, not at all uncomfortable. Davis positioned her legs into the bottom board first, setting them each down into the fur lined cut in the wood. Alexandria's knees were past the bottom of the board, her skinny legs dangling down. The holes were a little father than shoulder width, leaving her thighs spread apart at a more than generous angle. Once she was in place, Davis brought the top of the board down, securing it into place with a small padlock.
Sneaking his hand under her knee length black skirt, he moved his fingers towards her inner thigh, giving the warm skin an affectionate squeeze. Moving one side of the fabric up, he partially exposed her flesh, bringing it up just enough to still hide her panties. With a smile, he stepped to the top board, placing her wrists into place, along with her neck. Davis made sure that none of her elegant hair would be caught, and then lowered the top board down, locking it. There was no way Alexandira could escape at all, no way she could retaliate or protest to whatever Davis had in mind for her today.
After locking the top board, he stood behind the wood, just past the Kitsunes head. Looking down with a smile, he stroked her rosy cheeks, running fingertips into her hair. The table was at a height just tall enough to be about waist level on Davis, which only became more clear when he held her head back with his caresses. Alexandria's face was nearly level with his groin, the scent of his arousal very clear. "Now then, Alexandria..." He started, tickling softly under her chin, stepping over to the side of the table. "I think we might start off with a toy or two..." Davis smirked, running his hand over her waist, feeling the softness of her cashmere sweater. Moving it up, fingers brushed over her tummy and navel, showing off a sliver of her pale skin.
Davis moved over to a wooden trunk along the wall, opening it up with a creak. Moving a few things around, he finally pulled out long handled feather tickler. Standing at the edge of the steel table once more, Davis leaned over, brushing the soft black and red feathers playfully against each of her cheeks and forehead, letting her get a feel for it. Past that, he let the feathers dance up and down Alexandira's showing leg, moving her skirt more, to get at the inside of her thigh. Davis made sure that the touches with the feathers were as light as could be, ticking as much as he could.
Davis looked over her body once more, watching her delicate movements while she moved herself up onto the table. The strong, but pure white light just made her look striking and wonderful than usual, seeming to bring out the pale brilliance of her skin, along with the silvery shimmers in her ribbon clad hair. He helped her up onto the padding, positioning her into place. The cushioning was firm and soft all at once, not at all uncomfortable. Davis positioned her legs into the bottom board first, setting them each down into the fur lined cut in the wood. Alexandria's knees were past the bottom of the board, her skinny legs dangling down. The holes were a little father than shoulder width, leaving her thighs spread apart at a more than generous angle. Once she was in place, Davis brought the top of the board down, securing it into place with a small padlock.
Sneaking his hand under her knee length black skirt, he moved his fingers towards her inner thigh, giving the warm skin an affectionate squeeze. Moving one side of the fabric up, he partially exposed her flesh, bringing it up just enough to still hide her panties. With a smile, he stepped to the top board, placing her wrists into place, along with her neck. Davis made sure that none of her elegant hair would be caught, and then lowered the top board down, locking it. There was no way Alexandira could escape at all, no way she could retaliate or protest to whatever Davis had in mind for her today.
After locking the top board, he stood behind the wood, just past the Kitsunes head. Looking down with a smile, he stroked her rosy cheeks, running fingertips into her hair. The table was at a height just tall enough to be about waist level on Davis, which only became more clear when he held her head back with his caresses. Alexandria's face was nearly level with his groin, the scent of his arousal very clear. "Now then, Alexandria..." He started, tickling softly under her chin, stepping over to the side of the table. "I think we might start off with a toy or two..." Davis smirked, running his hand over her waist, feeling the softness of her cashmere sweater. Moving it up, fingers brushed over her tummy and navel, showing off a sliver of her pale skin.
Davis moved over to a wooden trunk along the wall, opening it up with a creak. Moving a few things around, he finally pulled out long handled feather tickler. Standing at the edge of the steel table once more, Davis leaned over, brushing the soft black and red feathers playfully against each of her cheeks and forehead, letting her get a feel for it. Past that, he let the feathers dance up and down Alexandira's showing leg, moving her skirt more, to get at the inside of her thigh. Davis made sure that the touches with the feathers were as light as could be, ticking as much as he could.