firesong's Dungeon

2010-10-03T03:27:00.002-04:00

save the dragons

2009-10-05T21:44:00.000-04:00

2009-10-01T23:40:00.000-04:00

part two sub's view

2009-05-23T16:55:00.001-04:00

Be Careful What You Wish For
Part II

I hesitated to knock. I knew it was late and that I would probably be disturbing Lady Rose, but the urge to see her was greater than any guilt I felt.

I loved our late night chats, how we were able to confide in each other, how we sometimes gently teased each other and how, as my Mistress, Rose gave me the loving discipline I needed. Although I wasn’t quite what she was used to and despite the fact we both knew I would never wear her collar she was a very perceptive, warm and understanding Domme. In a short time she had already brought out in me feelings I scarcely knew I was capable of.

I plucked up the courage and knocked, a sheepish grin on my face as the door opened. My heart dropped as I saw Rose’s eyes blazing with fury, her scolding words striking deep as she berated me for ruining her evening. I started to mumble an apology, at the same time glancing down to Rose’s feet. Expecting to see her favourite red booties, I struggled to keep my voice from quivering as I saw that she was wearing a stunning pair of plush purple slippers. My heart pounded as I stuttered the rest of my half-hearted apology and turned to go – sorry that I had upset Rose on her special evening, but disappointed that I wouldn’t have chance to spend some time with her.

My sorrow turned to joy as I felt Rose’s hand on my shoulder, as she turned me back to face her.

“Oh no you don’t. You’re not going anywhere. That’s too easy. Since my night has been interrupted anyway, I’ll just have to change my plans. You wanted my attention. Well, you’re about to learn about an old Chinese saying. Be careful what you wish for, you may just get it.”

As Rose led me inside I felt the familiar feelings of excitement, elation and apprehension I always felt when I was about to be punished by her. I loved presenting my bottom for her to spank like a naughty little boy and I was very grateful that she’d agreed to pander to my desires and use one of her slippers, knowing as she did my fascination for them. There had been occasions when I’d needed a more severe punishment and she’d used one of my own slippers, which I found almost unbearable after just a few strokes. And a couple of wet spankings had left me hopping with pain and determined that I would try and avoid that punishment again at all costs. I was hoping that I would be let off with a less severe spanking tonight, but the look on Rose’s face told me I was hoping in vain.

I couldn’t help but watch her feet in their purple slippers as she padded through to the living room. I could see that I had indeed interrupted her at a bad time, as she turned off the film she had been watching. I felt bad. Guilty. I listened as Rose told me that she was going to put a stop to my unannounced visits once and for all.

I blushed a deep crimson as I heard her say:

“And don’t think I haven’t seen you eyeing my slippers ever since I brought you in here. Well, I’m going to indulge you. And you’re going to learn the hard way that what you think you want and what you actually get are two very different things.”

Even though I had explained my fetish for ladies’ slippers to Rose over the course of several conversations – feeling more confident to tell her a bit more each time – I was still deeply ashamed of my feelings, and to be reminded like this made me feel humiliated. It was as though she could see deep into me.

The humiliation was about to get worse, as I was ordered to take down my trousers and underpants. I always felt a sexual thrill course through me as I stood exposed, sometimes in a state of arousal, in front of my Mistress. Even though she had seen me naked from the waist down on every single occasion that she had spanked me, sometimes even with a glint in her eye when she saw my obvious excitement, I still found the act of baring myself at her command to be deeply embarrassing but incredibly exciting at the same time.

I couldn’t explain it – the best I could do was to put it down to the overwhelming feelings of submission involved in the whole punishment scenario: being scolded for my bad behaviour, being made to bare my bottom, and bending over to present my bottom for the spanking it deserved. Rose knew how powerful each of these actions were and always used the knowledge to her full advantage. Sometimes I swore she had such a hold over me at these times I would do anything for her. At times I felt I desperately wanted to drop to my knees and kiss her feet, paying homage to my Mistress in the time-honoured fashion. However, I had managed to maintain decorum and hadn’t yet succumbed to this urge. I figured Rose had enough of my urges to deal with without adding more.

Fumbling with my zip I pushed my trousers and underpants down to my ankles, crossing my hands in front of my crotch to preserve some modesty. I glanced down at those beautiful slippers again – I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t tell from my quick glances whether or not they would be effective for punishment but I’d be finding out soon enough.

Carefully I bent over Rose’s lap, as ordered, savouring the feel of her thighs as I pressed into them, then the warm weight of her chest as I felt her reach down to remove the slipper from her right foot. I winced and squeezed my eyes shut as I felt the slipper’s firm sole tap my bare bottom.

“You’re in for a big surprise, my dear,” I heard Rose say. “ The sole on these is a lot heavier than it looks. I believe you’ll think twice before indulging in this type of behavior again.”

I couldn’t help but feel afraid. Even from just the gentle tapping of the slipper I could feel that its sole was as solid as any I had ever encountered. I knew this was going to hurt. I started to plead with Rose for another chance but she firmly refused. There was a second’s pause before she slapped the slipper down across each cheek with a loud SMACK! I was used to the loud sound a slipper normally made, but I wasn’t ready for the sting this one gave. I yelped in shock just as another couple of swats landed lower down with a loud CRACK! Landing on my already spanked skin, these strokes intensified the sting, and I blurted out another plea that fell on deaf ears.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The slipper rose and fell, burning my poor defenceless bottom. I felt Rose hook her ankle round my legs to get an even better grip, before she aimed a series of smacks to the base of my cheeks. I bucked and howled at the intensity of the sting. Rose knew exactly what she was doing, deliberately targeting that ultra-sensitive area. Years of experience of dealing with naughty boys had given her all the tricks she needed to give a thorough punishment. Rose had never used a slipper before she’d met me – it just wasn’t something she’d ever come across before – but she’d taken to it as if it was second nature. I was almost regretting introducing her to this most British of punishments. Almost, but not quite.

I had been thrilled at the sight of her wearing slippers when I had arrived tonight, but I had no idea just how much those pretty purple things would hurt. The spanking continued without pause.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Oh God, I thought, wriggling and squirming, this is too much. A particularly hard swipe made me jump and my hand flew back instinctively to protect my blistered bottom. Big mistake. I regretted it instantly as I felt my arm being held firmly in place, my apologies worthless as Rose scolded me again before methodically swatting the slipper down along my burning cheeks and thighs.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

I was in agony. I couldn’t even struggle. The pain was continuous and I knew I was near to breaking point. I could feel the tears forming in my eyes. I started to sob…

The spanking stopped. Rose knew I’d reached my limit. I breathed again. Rose’s cool hand gently stroked my cheeks and slowly I began to regain my composure. Helping me up carefully, Rose sat me down on her lap. I winced at the contact. I felt like a very well-chastised little boy, and couldn’t look Rose in the eye. I buried my head in her shoulder and cried, my pent-up feelings finally freed.

“I really am sorry I ruined your evening,” I sobbed.

I was rewarded with a hug and a smile. Although the skin on my bottom was stinging and scorched from the slipper’s thick rubber sole I felt a huge sense of relief: not just that the spanking had ended, but that because in taking the punishment I had been forgiven for my transgressions. I was so relieved Rose wasn’t angry with me any more. And her invitation for me to stay and watch the movie made me beam with happiness. I got up to get dressed and make a fresh cup of tea, with Rose returning my grin.

“ I would stay on my best behavior if I were you. I’m sure that you don’t want an encounter with any of my slippers again tonight, not even the lighter ones,” she said, with a mischievous smile.

No danger of that, I thought ruefully. I looked down at Rose’s slippered feet again, with a new-found respect, as I carefully began to slide my underpants across my very tender behind. Rose saw me looking and grinned again as she reached across and gave me a playful swat.

“Ow! Okay, okay!” I laughed, “One cinnamon tea coming right up!”

be careful what ya wish for

2009-05-23T16:47:00.001-04:00

Be Careful What You Wish For by Mistress Rose

The evening was perfect. The Princess Bride was in the vcr, a cup of hot sweet cinnamon tea sat next to the recliner and a warm lap blanket awaited Rose as she walked into the living room after a long soak in the tub. Having managed a free evening for herself, she had decided it was time for some pampering and some serious veggie time. Her loose long wavy auburn hair was a sharp contrast against the stark plainness of the white satin pajamas she wore. The only touch of color was the very plush purple slippers she wore as she kicked back her feet and settled in to enjoy her movie.
She smiled at the thought as she snuggled in. Frills and spangles never were her style, only basic good taste and comfort, much to the surprise of her clients. Her first time boys were always surprised by the idea of a Domme in jeans instead of leather, but most were rather reassured by it once they got over the initial startlement. Unless she was wearing one of her special t-shirts that is. Rose still got the giggles remembering the way one very young man had turned very pale when he saw that the slogan on her shirt read, “Remember my name, you’ll be screaming it later.” He had been so much fun to play with once she had calmed him down enough to keep him from running out the door.
Halfway through her tea, and about twenty minutes into the movie, was a loud knock at the door, startling her out of her revelry. She sat bolt upright, eyes flashing, with an angry flush spreading across her lightly freckled cheeks. Rose muttered curses under her breath as she tugged on a deep purple knit robe. “Why tonight of all nights?”
Her suspicions were confirmed when she opened the door. Standing there with a rather sheepish grin on his face was Bobby, normally one of her favorites, but who had lately developed a rather irritating habit of pestering her in the evening hours. Which, considering the attachment he had for her slippers, she supposed she couldn’t blame him too much on his choice of times, but it was going to have to stop. This boy was going to have to be taught better manners and soon if she was going to get any peace. Schooling her face carefully, she gave Bobby a stern look.
“What are you doing here? It’s late. I finally get an evening off and you show up right in the middle of my movie? Well? What do you have to say for yourself? I’m waiting for an explanation, young man.”
Bobby’s smile faltered and he quickly looked down, unable to meet her eyes. What he saw when he did made his heart race. Peeking out from under her robe was a pair of the softest, plushest deep purple slippers he had ever seen in his life. A thrill shot through him as he imagined what one of them would feel like used on his bare bottom. Then, as her words fully penetrated, he flushed with embarrassment.
“I’m sorry, Miss. I know I shouldn’t have come, I know you’re busy. I, I, I had no right to ruin your evening. I’ll go, and I’m very very sorry.” He turned to leave, heavy hearted, when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He stopped in his tracks, hope and fear warring in his heart.
Rose grabbed Bobby by his shirt and pulled him inside. “Oh no you don’t. You’re not going anywhere. That’s too easy. Since my night has been interrupted anyway, I’ll just have to change my plans. You wanted my attention. Well, you’re about to learn about an old Chinese saying. Be careful what you wish for, you may just get it.”
He gulped a little as he followed her, remembering a few of the more serious spankings she had given him, using one of his slippers that she had made him bring over for that very purpose. He hoped very much that this wasn’t going to be one of those nights. Standing in front of her in the living room, he winced as he saw the movie still playing on the TV screen. His shoulders sagged. Now he knew she wasn’t kidding about him interrupting her plans for the night. Rose picked up the remote and turned off the TV with a loud click. As the profound silence filled the room, she sat down and looked at him.
“Bobby, you’re very sweet, and I like you very much. But this habit of coming over with out permission and constantly interrupting me is going to stop. Tonight. And I’m going to make very sure of that right now.”
He gulped and looked down again. “Yes, Mistress.”
Her eyes flashed fire. “And don’t think I haven’t seen you eyeing my slippers ever since I brought you in here. Well, I’m going to indulge you. And you’re going to learn the hard way that what you think you want and what you actually get are two very different things. Now come here. Trousers and underwear down, across my lap, this instant.”
Bobby walked over to her slowly, trembling slightly as he fumbled with the zipper. He had never seen her this angry before and had no idea what she was going to do to him. Somewhat awkwardly, he pushed his pants and underwear down to his knees and bent across her lap. He could feel the warm weight of her chest as she bent down to remove the purple slipper from her right foot. He closed his eyes and waited. Rose grasped the slipper by the heel and tapped him lightly on the bottom. “You’re in for a big surprise, my dear. The sole on these is a lot heavier than it looks. I believe you’ll think twice before indulging in this type of behavior again.” Bobby flinched away from the taps and wondered just what he had gotten himself into.
“I, I, I’m sorry, Mistress, I won’t do it again, I promise. Please let me have another chance.” Rose smiled and shook her head. “No, dear, you had your chance. Now you’re just going to have to take your medicine.” With those words, she cracked the hard rubber sole down across each cheek, one after the other. SMACK! SMACK! Bobby yelped in surprised pain. That slipper was heavier than any of the ones she had used before. His train of thought was interrupted as another set of burning swats connected slightly lower on his bottom. “Ow! Oh, Mistress, that hurts. I’m sorry, please!”
Rose grinned at his emphatic reactions as she continued to rein down the punishing swats on his sore cheeks. “Oh, I know you’re sorry. You’re going to be very sorry by the time I’m done with you, young man.” She hooked her ankle around his legs before delivering a set of stinging blows to the very base of his cheeks. These had a much greater effect. He jumped and howled. It was overwhelming to him. He just couldn’t believe how much that innocent looking purple thing hurt! Squirming and kicking fruitlessly, he renewed his pleas for clemency.
“Please, I’m sorry. I’m really really sorry. OW!” he yelped as another particuarly hard lick caught him on the base of his bottom again. Before he could stop himself, he put a hand back to try and shield himself, only realizing what he had done as he felt her hand catch his wrist. Bobby whimpered in fear as Rose pinned his hand in the small of his back. “Oh my God! It was an accident, I didn’t mean it! Please!”
Rose grinned wickedly as she raised the slipper high. “I know it was an accident dear. But that mistake is going to cost you dearly.” Starting near the top of his hips, she cracked the slipper down hard with rapid smacks all the way down to the tops of his thighs. Unable to struggle, he just howled. Finally, the ten stroke made him sob. Hearing that, Rose stopped and leaned back over him to put her slipper back on her foot. Rubbing his burning cheeks gently, she waited for him to calm down a bit before speaking. “Now, have you learned your lesson from this? No more popping up unannounced?”
Bobby sniffled and squirmed under her now gentle touch. “Yes Mistress, I’ve learned. I’m sorry. I won’t do it again, I promise.” Rose smiled. Slowly, she helped him to stand for a moment and then sat him down again on her lap. He winced as his sore cheeks came in contact with her thighs. He blushed as he tried to look her in the eyes and buried his face in her shoulder instead. Feeling thoroughly ashamed of himself, he started crying again. “I really am sorry I ruined your evening.”
Rose hugged him tight and ran her fingers through Bobby’s hair. “Oh, its not ruined really. We’ll just have to change things a bit. Feel up to joining me for some tea and a movie?” Bobby looked up at her, smiling through his tears. “You mean it?” Rose grinned. “Sounds like a wonderful time to me. Now be a good boy and once you get dressed, go make us some fresh tea. And I would stay on my best behavior if I were you. I’m sure that you don’t want an encounter with any of my slippers again tonight, not even the lighter ones.” He chuckled ruefully. “No Ma’am. I will be good. Those slippers look cute, but they pack a nasty bite.” Giving her another hug, Bobby jumped up quickly to dress, hoping to do so before she did another of her favorite tricks. Vain hope. He yelped as her hand caught him across his bare skin at the last moment. “Ow! I’m hurrying, I’m hurrying.” He laughed, relieved that she wasn’t angry anymore. The rest of the evening passed pleasantly, with hot tea, cuddling on the couch, and lots of laughs at the adventures of Buttercup, Welsey, Diago, and Fezik.

The Return by Mistress Rose

2009-05-23T16:34:00.001-04:00

Rose was just settling back in her recliner with a glass of wine when the doorbell rang. She looked up, puzzled. This was supposed to be her vacation time this week. The past month had been very intense and she needed a break from her subs for a while. Especially after her favorite, Jacob, dropped out of sight three weeks ago. She was still wondering what had gone wrong with the relationship. He had seemed happy, and she had intended to offer him her collar soon. Suddenly without a word, he was gone. Rose was sad that he didn't at least tell her he wanted to leave, but philosophical. Some relationships are not meant to be.
The doorbell rang again, long and hard as though the person was leaning on the button. She got up, grumbling as she pulled on her sweatpants. "This had better be good. I am NOT dressed for company. And heaven help whoever it is if it's another damn salesman."
She opened the door and her eyes widened in shock. "Jacob? What the hell are you doing here?" Jacob appeared nervous, but met her eyes squarely. "I needed to talk to you, Rose, and your phone message said you weren't taking calls this week. May I please come in?"
Mystified, she nodded and stepped aside to let him enter. He stood awkwardly in the living room, as if unsure of whether to sit or stand. Rose walked to the kitchen for a moment and returned with an extra glass of wine, which she handed to him. He looked at her anxiously, but took the glass quickly. "Sit down. I want an explanation for the past three weeks. I've been worried sick. You can't just leave with no warning and then show up out of the blue like this."
He took a sip from his glass as he sat down. Taking a deep breath, he hesitantly began to tell her what happened. "I met someone, Rose. Another mistress. Teisha. I don't understand what happened. She isn't anywhere near as nice or pretty as you. But when I started talking to her, she just overwhelmed me. I couldn't stop myself from going to her." He flushed and looked down at the floor. "I didn't like most of what she did, but I couldn't make myself leave until she dumped me last night. She said I was not sufficiently submissive to her."
Rose frowned in anger. This explained a lot. She knew Teisha by reputation, but had taken great pains to avoid the woman. Teisha was a mistress notorious for picking up subs and slaves, using them up and turning them loose again, hopelessly damaged in heart and mind. She still felt hurt and betrayed, but she was beginning to get a better idea of why he was here now. The question in her mind though, was could she forgive him? She schooled her face carefully so as not to reveal to him her feelings.
"So, she dumped you for not being good enough in her eyes. And you decide to come back to me? Are you implying that I have lower standards than hers? Or that I cannot be just as strict?"
Jacob turned red and then white as he looked at her in horror. "No Rose! Please, I didn't mean it that way! I meant I never should have left. Oh my God. I'm so sorry. I'll do anything to make it up to you. Just please, please forgive me." He slid off the chair to his knees in front of her. "I know I was wrong to leave. I'll never be worthy to wear your collar, but I beg you. Let me come back, please."
Rose continued to look stern and implacable, but her mind was thinking something else entirely. The past few weeks had been rough on both of them from the looks of it, but if she handled this right, she could force him to grow in directions he had never thought he could. She had hesitated to collar him before, because she could sense his uncertainty. However, as she watched him kneeling before her now, she could see that all the doubts were gone from his mind. After tonight, he would belong to her totally, body and soul.
"Assuming I forgive you, are you prepared to face the consequences? This rose has sharp thorns that you have never felt before. Your punishment will be like nothing you've ever experienced before. And I cannot promise that I will take you back. If you are willing to accept my terms, you will address me as Mistress from this moment forth."
Jacob looked up at her, fear and hope warring on his face. He knew now that he loved her, and had been afraid she would slam the door in his face when he arrived. His biggest fear was not what she would do to him for his betrayal, but that afterwards she would still send him away. The thought of how she would punish him made him shiver, but he had to take the chance she was offering. He bowed his head again, unable to meet her gaze. "I am prepared, Mistress. I will accept your judgment."
"Go to my office and wait for me. I wish to change clothes first."
Jacob paled a little, but made no protest as he got up and walked down the hallway to her personal library. Now, he had reason to be afraid. He remembered that she only used her office for the most severe of punishments and had soundproofed it for that purpose. The only thing that kept him moving was the fact that he would trust her with his life. Without her, his life wasn't worth much to him anymore. He pulled open the heavy oak door and stood in the center of the room, looking at the walls. Paneled in oak, it was very beautiful. One side of the room contained her desk and a few extra chairs. Armless ones of course. Two of the other walls were covered from floor to ceiling in books. One of the things that amazed him about her was that she had read all of them, not just once, but several times. The final wall though, was what was attracting his attention no matter how much he wanted to look away. It contained several hooks, upon which she hung the tools of her trade. He was grateful that she owned no whips, but the other instruments were more than frightening enough on their own. Hairbrushes and paddles were among the most innocuous, but he knew from experience how much they could sting. His eyes danced over the more formidable straps that hung there and stopped in dread on her newest acquisitions since he had been here last. Several thin canes now decorated the wall and he knew she would not hesitate to use them on him now. A cold chill raced down his back
He turned as the door opened again and his heart jumped up into his throat. Rose entered the room, her soft red silk skirt rustling as she walked, a sad look on her face. It was that look that cut Jacob to the quick. He couldn't stand to see her hurt by something he had done. He shuffled his feet and looked down.
"You know that you deserve what's coming, don't you?" she asked. "I hope so, because you are going to receive a lesson at my hands tonight that you will never forget."
"Yes, Mistress, I understand. Thank you for taking the time to teach me." To his surprise, she did not select an instrument from the wall, but walked to her desk instead. She opened the drawer and looked at him. "I only use this toy for very special offenses. I don't leave it on my wall because it tends to frighten even the most stoic of my pets." With those words, she pulled out a long 18-inch metal ruler. Jacob turned white at the sight. He had known it was going to be bad, but surely she wouldn't do this! She couldn't. Rose smiled at his reaction. She understood the intimidation factor of the weapon she held, but knew that in skilled hands it was not as scary as it looked. She had practiced her technique for years. When done properly, it would burn worse than even a cane, but even after a severe spanking with it the marks would only last a few hours at most. She looked at him sternly as she walked over to her chair and ordered him to undress. Very slowly, he complied, whimpering in fear.
"Please Mistress. Not that. Please, I know I have to be punished, but not with that. I'll do anything. Please."
"You will do as you are told. Unless you wish to leave right now, you will obey my every command. You have two choices. This............." She paused for a moment and smiled menacingly. "Or the cane. Decide now."
Tears nearly sprung to his eyes as he realized how he had been trapped. He didn't want to leave, but he was stuck between bad and worse. Naked now, his skin crawled. She had never been this cruel before. It wasn't in her nature normally. It grieved him because he knew that he must have hurt her badly for her to wish to do this. The guilt of it was the only thing that gave him the strength to cross the floor to her. "I'll take the ruler, Mistress. I'm sorry."
She nodded, a determined look settling over her features. "I know you are. But you're going to be much sorrier soon." She pulled him across her knees and hooked her ankle across his legs to prevent him from struggling. Gently, she tapped the ruler on his bare cheeks and watched as he flinched. Closing his eyes, he waited for the first blow. It was not long in coming. His eyes opened and widened as he gasped in pain. The burn was unbelievable. She paused a moment to let the stroke fully sink in.
"Effective isn't it? Its actually quite lightweight. So, you won't bruise hardly at all. But that won't be much comfort to you since it also means that you won't be able to get used to it either." She snapped the ruler down again. This time he jumped. "Ouch! Please, mistress, I'm sorry!" He settled down on her lap again, trying to take this bravely, but it hurt more than anything he had ever felt before. He flinched and squirmed as the swats rained down on his bottom again. She stopped at ten to let him rest a moment. She was both amused and proud of the way he was trying to bite back his cries. Personal experience had taught her years ago how much the ruler she was using stung. Eventually, though, the pain would override his pride. Time to step up the pace a bit, she thought. She snapped the ruler down more rapidly now, making sure to aim a few swats at the more sensitive skin at the base of his cheeks. This time, the results were much more dramatic.
"Ouch!" he yelped. "Oh my god, that hurts! Yeow!" he yelled louder as one of the licks caught him squarely on the thighs.
"It's supposed to hurt. That's the point. You hurt me when you left without a word. I was worried sick. You don't abandon your friends. And to run off with the likes of her? How could you?" She kept lashing his butt through out the lecture she was giving and was glad she had a lot of leg strength. His struggles were starting to become much more frantic.
Jacob gasped for breath as the fiery pain mounted in his backside. "I'm sorry, mistress. I know that I was wrong. Please, I've learned my lesson. Please, please stop. I feel horrible about what I did." His fingers scrabbled the floor as another lick visited his bottom. He couldn't believe this was happening. She had never been so harsh with him before. He knew deep down that he deserved this, but was also very much aware that he couldn't hold out much longer. She was rapidly approaching the limits of his pain tolerance.
She painted line after line of fiery pain across his cheeks as she continued to scold him. Each sentence was punctuated by another painful crack of the ruler. "I cannot believe that you would allow her to control you so far as to let her keep you from your friends." Crack! "Didn't that give you some clue that what she was doing was wrong?" Crack! "You were lucky she didn't hurt you worse." She finished her speech with six smoking strokes right to the crease between his bottom and his thighs. This proved to be the breaking point. He screamed on the first and dissolved into helpless tears. He hung there limply on her lap, any resistance completely beaten out of him.
"I'm sorry, mistress," he sobbed. "I'll do anything you wish, take any punishment you wish, if you'll forgive me." He waited, his tears falling softly on the carpet, to see what she would do next.
Rose smiled softly. She put down the ruler and rested her hand on his sore flesh. Jacob winced, and continued to cry. "Do you mean that? I mean, do you really mean that? What if I decided to finish this with the cane? Would you take that for me?" He quailed inwardly at her words, but his voice was a resolute as he could make it. "If that is your wish, Mistress, I will accept it. Anything if you let me come back to you."
"Very well then. After this, I will take you back as mine. When you are ready, stand up and bend across my desk." She gave him a small slap on the thigh to speed him on his way. He jumped and stood as well as his trembling legs would allow. He had never been caned before, and was nearly paralyzed by fear. Slowly he walked to the desk, silently cursing his own stupidity that got him into this. As he bent across the desk, he said a prayer that this would end soon.
Rose walked to the wall and carefully selected the thinnest lightest cane she owned. After all, there was no sense in making things more difficult on him then they already were. She also took another toy from a hidden section of the case. It was a very special item, which had cost her a small fortune to have specially made. Resembling a riding crop, it had a weighted leather tip that was shaped as a rose. She had been practicing with it for months, but until now had had no occasion to use it. It would be a most fitting way to mark his return as her submissive. Walking back to Jacob, she set it aside on the chair for later. He shook as she dragged the cane lightly across his skin. "Please," he begged. "I love you so much. I'm so sorry I hurt you. I'll make it up to you somehow, I promise."
She smiled and raised the cane. "I know you will. I have every confidence that you will." Watching him closely, she brought down the cane for the first stroke. He howled and bounced up high on his toes. Immediately she revised the total she was going to give him sharply downward. His will was strong, but his body just wasn't up to it. As she laid on the second strike he burst into fresh tears. She was well aware that he could not hold out much longer. The next two she gave in rapid succession, causing him to shriek. He lay there, sobbing incoherently, past any and all thought of reason. Quietly, she exchanged the cane for the crop. Through out the caning she had been very careful to avoid the area at the base of his bottom just for this very moment. She waited for him to quit thrashing about before delivering the blow. It was critical that it be done perfectly. He tensed as he sensed her movement behind him. Quick as a lightening strike, she whirled and slapped the tip of the crop down on the base of his right cheek with all her strength. Arching his back, he screamed and then slid limply off the desk. He knelt there sobbing, one hand clawing the air as he tried to regain his feet. The only thought in his mind being that he must get back up to please her. Abandoning all sense of dignity now, Rose sat on the floor next to him and pulled him into her arms.
"Ssssshhhh. Sssshhhh. Its ok, now. It's all over. Its over, sweetie." She held him close and ran her fingers through his hair gently as he cried. Ashamed that she had broken him so easily, he buried his face in her shoulder, unable to look at her. Rocking him in her arms, she began to softly whisper to him. "You did well my pet. You did very well. You're forgiven. It's all in the past now. I would be honored to see you wear my collar."
He looked up at her then, smiling through his tears. "You mean it? You'll take me back? Oh, Mistress! It was worth it then, all of it. I'll never let you down again, I swear." He hugged her fiercely then overjoyed by the news. Grinning, Rose hugged him back. "I'll be at the front of your mind for the next week at least, my pet. When we go back to the living room, check the mirror and you'll see what I mean. Do you think you can stand now?"
Jacob wiped his eyes and nodded. "For you, anything. Right now, I feel like I could fly." Leaning on her just the slightest bit, he stood. After obtaining her permission, he gathered his clothes and went to the bathroom to collect himself. He washed his face and then turned to look at the damage in the wall mirror. His eyes widened in shock. As she had promised, he bore no marks from anything but the cane and one other mark. He blushed furiously as he realized what the blow that had broken him was from. For the next week at least, he would bear her mark on his flesh, a constant reminder of whom he belonged to. Gingerly, he dressed and walked back into the living room. Rose smiled as she saw him return and patted the seat of the couch next to her. Wincing, he sat, and quickly leaned over to cuddle up and take some of the pressure off his sore cheeks. She smiled and draped a casual arm around him. "Feel better, dear?"
Snuggling closer, he smiled. "Much. It was hard, but it was worth it." Stroking his hair, she relaxed, enjoying his company. A little while later, she looked down to see why he had gotten so quiet. She sighed in amusement. "Well I should have expected that." Worn out from his ordeal, he had fallen asleep in her arms. Slowly, she slid out from under him and laid him down on the couch. She tucked him in with a blanket from the closet, she walked out quietly and turned out the lights. "Goodnight, my pet."

A elven Christmas

2008-12-22T19:00:00.000-05:00

it was a cold and wintery night and all the elflings were playing in the snow and waiting for dear saint nick to finally show. The smallest elfling a little elf girl name Serena was wondering what to make Santa for his very special day. She wanted to give him something to fill him with joy as he has done for so many boys and girls every year and never has anyone done something just for him but what could she do. She was the tiniest elf in the land and no one ever gave her a second look she was to small to do anything. But did that stop her oh no she was a determined little elfling

So one night beneath the crystal sky she found something that she could do for the most wonderful man she knew. She climbed up on the sleigh and with dainty little fingers she polished the sleigh from top to bottom her tiny hand getting into every crack and crevice that was on the sleigh. And when Santa came out to do his run on Christmas eve he was greeted with the most shiny sleigh and he laughed with joy his belly wiggling. He gave the little elf a smile and a wink and said “even the littlest elf can do something big if they really want to. And Serena was happy and proud of her little yet heartfelt present.

the elven thief

2008-06-16T22:19:00.000-04:00

A young Elven thief still a child by elven standards barely out of his teens surveys the castle from the distance plotting the heist he is soon to be commencing. He raises soft blue eyes to scan the horizon and brushes a stray lock of golden hair from his eyes. He pulls his hair back and fastens it with a black cord to keep it out of his eyes and brushes the dust from his black legging and pulls down his black tunic as he stands up and and goes to the tavern to wait for nightfall.

Meanwhile in the castle the captain of the guard is surveying all the halls and making sure all his people are in their watch positions and awake during their night watch. He strolls down the corridors and past the treasure chamber before going back to his corridors for a evening meal.

When night falls the thief Valandil Súrion travel threw the tunnels under the castle and to the great halls. He had acquired the map from a tavern owner by the name of Shale Shadowfall and was using it wisely to avoid as many of the main guard stations as he could. He shot a few guards along the way with a tiny silver sleep dart as he made his way deeper into the castle and to the treasure chamber. He was hired to steal the crystal sword of Lord Issemael. It was a task he swore he would not fail. Unfortunately as he entered the treasure chamber the guard captain Rayven Nightstar decided to once again make his nightly round to check on his night watchmen. Rayven walked around the corridors till he came upon some of his men sleeping he grew angry and started to scream at them then he saw the small silver dart and rushed quickly to the treasure chamber. He walked into the chamber just as young Valadil was walking out and unfortunately for him right into the guard captains arms.
The boy struggled in vain as the captain dragged him down to the dungeon and threw him into a room.

The captain walked away from the dungeon door after he locked the young thief in wondering what he should do with him. He recognized the boy as a elf and by the looks of him he figured he was still only a youth. He smiled wickedly and wondered if Elvin youths were the same as human children and subject to the same principles. Rayven having made up his mind went out to the woods near the castle and cut a dozen small branches from the trees and trimmed them nicely and bundled them together he swung is light and listened to the soft swish of the bundle and smiled happily with the sound. He then went to his chambers and slid on a thick ruff hard leather belt around his waist and fastened the clasp with the castles crest on the buckle. He then goes to the kitchen and pulls out large wooden spoon with tiny holes and then proceeds to return to the dungeon where the young thief waits nervously wondering what is going to happen to him this day and cursing softly in his head about being captured so easily like a youngling who still clings to his mothers skirts.

The captain enters the dungeon and takes the Elvin boy in hand quickly so he won’t run or fight he pulls him instantly over his lap and pulls down his leggings and bares his bottom quickly before the boy can react. Valadil gulps hard finding himself upended over a lap with no protection on his backside and suddenly realizes what the man has planned for him and he starts to struggle in earnest “No pleaseee nooo Sir not that I won’t do it again I swear pleaseeeeeeee “ he cries but the man doesn’t even blink as he raises the spoon high about the bare bottom and brings it down with a loud Crackkkkkk crackkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk cracccccckkkkkk You boy will not again steal from the palace understand.
The boy yelps and wiggles as the spoon cracks down upon exposed flesh
“yesss yes please owwwwwwwww Sir owwwwwwwwwwwwwww stopppp I understand owwwwwwwww “ his legs kick frantically as the spoon leaves its mark on his pale backside turning it a nice red color.
Rayven’s only answer is to raise the spoon higher and peppers his bottom yet again with loud hard cracks of the spoon upon his upturned bottom Crackkkkkk crackkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk cracccccckkkkkkCrackkkkkk crackkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk cracccccckkkkkk
Valadin howls and kicks “owwwwwwwwwwwww owwwwwwwwwww yeowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww aieeeeeeeeeee stoooooopppppppppppp pleaseeeeeeeeeeee.”

Rayven stops and pulls the boy up and then bends him over the metal table in the dungeon “stay boy and do not move or it will be much worse for you, understand boy”he states sternly. Valadin only nods and remains in place his bottom already sore and his tears all threating to fall from his eyes. Rayven binds his arms to the table and spreads his legs and fastens them to the table as well. “Boy, stealing is wrong and thiefs here are punish severly so prepare Yourself for you long and just punishment.” Valadin whimper in fear and dread he hears Rayven pull the leather belt from his pants and wiggles nervously in his binds as the belt slices threw the air and connect hard against his bare red backside. Valadin lets out a loud scream as the belt blazes a welt across his backside in its wake. Rayven smiles at the boys cry knowing this lesson will get threw to him and he is learning a good lesson at his hand.

He bring down the belt again and again Crackkkkkk crackkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk cracccccckkkkkkCrackkkkkk crackkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk cracccccckkkkkk leaving red burning welts with each strike. Valadin sobs and pleads “Owwwwwwwwwwww ohhhhhhhhhh stoppppppppp yeowwwwwwwwwwww owwwwwwwwwwwwww gawddssssss noooooooo noooooooo moreeee .” He brings the belt down again harder and faster creating deeper scarlet welts on the boys naught backside Crackkkkkk crackkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk cracccccckkkkkkCrackkkkkk crackkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk cracccccckkkkkkCrackkkkkk crackkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk Crackkkkkkkk cracccccckkkkkk Valadin bucks in his bind wiggling his bottom frantically and screaming from the painful blows “AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE NOOOOOOOOO STOPPPPPPP OHHHHHHHH OHHHHHHHHHH OWWWWWWWWWWWWWW I WON’T DO IT AGAINNNN I SWEAARRRRRRRRRR NOOOO IT HURTSSSSSSS. “

Rayven chuckles softly and leans down and whispers softy in the boys ear “You broke a law your punishment is far from over you were very naughty and you shall pay the price and boy its suppose to hurt that’s what a punishment is. “

He puts down the belt and picks up the switch bundle and swishes it threw the air Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh and smiles seeing the boy jump at the sound. Valadin swallow hard knowing his bottom is soon gonna be more sore then its every been in his whole life and he whimpers softly and begs “pleaseee Sirrr nooooo I’ve learned honest pleasee I’ve learned nooo more pleaseeee. Rayven reaches up and pulls back the boys head and looks straight into his eyes “You dare to steal from the king Your punishment is to be sever so no more beggin or I shall gag you. Understand Valadin nods softly and remains silent

. Rayven lets go of the boys hair and steps back and bring back the bundle of switches and bring them down hard across the scarlet cheeks and upper thighs Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKSwishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKK Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKSwishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK the boy screams and screams as the bundle welts across his bottom and thighs unmercifully “AIEEEEEEEEEEE OWWWWWWWWW OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW YEOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW OOOWWW OWWWWWWWWWWWW. He bring it down again with more force driving the lesson home and leaving behind thin raised welts everywhere the switches touches Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKSwishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKK Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK the boy sobs and cries “ yeowwwwwwww owwwwwwwww sobbbbbb aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ohhhhhhhhhhhhh
pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeess” Rayven raises the bundle again and brings them down hard as he can Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKSwishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKK Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK the boy cries out and begs “nooooo moreee noooooo moree owwwwwwwwww yeowwwwwwwwwww owwwwwwwwwwww owwwwwwwwwwwww ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh nooooooooo nooooooooooooooo

Rayven raises the bundle for the last time and cracks them down Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKSwishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKK Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK let this be a lesson to you boy to never steal again. The boy gasps with pain and sobbbbbbss frantically “aieeeeeeeeeeee owwwwwwww owwwwwwwww ohhhhhhhhhh owwwwwwwwwwwwwieeeeeee yessss sirrrrrrrrr yeeessssssssss . “

Rayven releases the boy from his bounds and carries him up to his chambers the boy still sobbing frantically and clinging to his shirt. He lays him down on a soft bed and tends to the welts left behind from the belt and switch and cleans them carefully and rubs cooling cream on his bottom. He leans back and watches how the boy cries himself out and falls asleep and Rayven smiles and thinks maybe this boy isn’t so bad after all cause he think he learned his lesson and learned it well today. Of course tomorrow is a different day.

invisible

2008-03-30T22:11:00.002-04:00

I'm always in the way
or invisible today
at least it seems that way
all along today

there's nothing it rather do
then sit around and talk to you
but I'm invisible today
or at least it seems that way

I'm always in the way
or invisible today
at least it seems that way
all along today

everything i seem to do
is never noticed by you
cause I'm invisible today
or at least is seem that way

i talk i cry i say goodbye
but all i do and seem to try
means nothing at all to you
and there nothing more to do

wiccan collaring

2008-01-15T20:09:00.000-05:00

Good friends, we come here today to witness the joyous
celebration of the love between firesong and Helios ,
supporting them in their decision to be joined as one
in the sight of this company.

Dedicated is he who now stands before us.
In our calling he has shown himself to
be worthy of the teachings and love of his
Master. he will obey honor and respect his
Master for that is his duty as a sub/slave.
blessed are we this day for the two who are
seperate shall now become one.In friendship
and in love by a joining of two hearts for one
common goal.

But remember this always Love is patient and kind;
love is not jealous or boastful; it is not
arrogant or rude. Love does not insist on
its own way; it is not easily angered, it
keeps no record of wrongs, but rejoices
with the truth. Love always protects,
always trusts, always hopes,
love never gives up...
Three things remain: faith,
hope and love. But the greatest
of these is love.

Much wisdom concerning the joining together
of two souls,has come our way through
all paths of belief, and from many
cultures. With each union, more
knowledge is gained and more
wisdom gathered. Though
we are unable to give
all this knowledge to
these two, who stand before us,\
we can hope to leave with them
the knowledge of love and its
strengths and the anticipation
of the wisdom that comes with time.

The law of life is love unto all.
 Without love, life is nothing,
 without love, death has no
redemption. If we learn no more
 in life, let it be this.
Love is life and life is love.
 the two are entwined in all
things great and small.

By Air, by Fire,
by Water, and by Earth
 do I bless and consecrate
this collar.
May the element of
Air bless this collar.
 Air is at the beginning
 of all things,the direction
 of East, and the dawning of
 a new day.
May your lives through
 the reminder of
this collar be
blessed with
continuing renewal of love.
/me Waves through incense smoke

May the element of Fire bless this collar.
Fire is the passion within your love,
the spark of love itself, the heat
of anger, and the warmth of compassion.
It is the direction of South, the heat
of midday. May your lives through the
reminder of this collar be blessed with
continual warmth.
/me Passes over the candle flame

May the element of Water bless this collar.
Water nourishes and replenishes us,
the waters of emotion and harmony pour
vitality into our lives. It is the
direction of West, the afternoon
and evening. May your lives through
the reminder of this collar be blessed
with fulfillment and contentment.
/me Sprinkles with water'

May the element of Earth bless
this collar. All life springs
from the earth and returns to
the earth, the direction of North,
the nighttime. May your lives
through the reminder of this
collar be blessed with strength
and solidity.
/me Touches to a stone from the earth

May the Lord and Lady bless
this collar as it is ,
the symbol of union,
with happiness,
wholeness,and love.
May the Winds of
communication blow
ever between you;
may the Fires of
love sustain you;
may the Waters of
life heal and soothe
you; and may the
strength of the Earth
bind and steady you
throughout your time
together.

The New Jedi Twins Chronicles:: The Big Training Mistake

2008-01-04T20:16:00.000-05:00

this story was a collaborative effort between Dorian, kiba {aka firesong], and samantha. We hope that you enjoy it.

The New Jedi Twins Chronicles:: The Big Training Mistake

Tyna enters the training room to find her Jedi Master patiently waiting for his two young padawans to show up so they could begin the day's training. Yes, two padawans... the twins Krystyna and Vincent. At sixteen years of age they were beginning to move on to more important steps in training.

Normally a Jedi Master would not be allowed to take on two padawan learners at the same time, However; special circumstances surrounding the death of the twins' parents caused the Jedi council to be on the fence about splitting up the only family the two younglings had. More importantly Jedi Master Diamond insisted that he could deal with the two at the same time and refused to give either of the children up.

With a smile on her face and the sparkle of mischievousness that is ever present in the teenager's blue eyes Tyna gives a slight bow and greets her Jedi Master who has become a second father to her. "Hello, Jedi Master."

The Master smiles back at the spunky girl. "Greetings, young padawan." Tyna grins back at her dear Master and waits patiently for her twin brother to arrive. Timing has been a very hard skill for Tyna to learn and she has learned quite painfully at times that it is best to just arrive earlier than is expected of her than to wait too late and risk her Master's displeasure.

Jedi Master Diamond nods as his other apprentice enters the room in a timely manner. Vincent bows gracefully after taking his place by his sister's side, "Greetings Jedi Master Diamond." Of the two padawans Vincent has always been the more predictable of the two. His dependability has always balanced out Tyna's spiritedness and Vincent is always the voice of reason between the two twins.

Tyna grins widely as her brother joins her side and forgetting that she is supposed to remain silent at this time she says brightly, "Hi, Vincent."

Shooting a quick look at the impetuous girl the Jedi Master turns his attention back to Vincent, "Greetings, young padawan." Addressing them both now he asks, "Shall we begin with some training then?"

"Yes, Master," the twins both reply in unison.

Master Diamond nods slightly, "Then let us practice your use of the Force." He then punches a few buttons and opens the formal area of the Practice Room.

Vincent walks in first followed closely by his Master who begins immediately, "Vincent, let us see how you've improved your skills. Demonstrate for me your telekinetic skills." Master Diamond watches as Tyna dutifully takes her seat on the floor and waits her turn.

"Yes, Master." Vincent concentrates and lifts his Master's light saber from the belt around his waist.

Tyna giggles wishing she had thought of that. "Ooooh good one, brother!" she claps in delight.

"Vincent.." the Master says firmly.

"Yes Master?" he responds with a small grin at his sister.

Jedi Master Diamond clears his throat and opens his hand, expectantly. Vincent releases the weapon and floats it back quietly to waiting hands where it is once again returned to its sheath. "Try another object, Vincent. One that perhaps you're permitted to move."

Vincent next pulls a wrench from the shelf on the other side the room to his hand. Tyna smirks, "I like the first one myself though."

"Good." the Jedi Master nods his approval of the boy. "Now return it to the shelf, young one." Master Diamond looks over at Tyna cautiously. Vincent returns it to its proper place.

She catches the look and tries to calm herself on her own. "Tyna, it is your turn. Show your Master how you've improved your skills of the Force."

Nodding Tyna rises to her feet while her brother takes a seat on the floor now. "Yes, Master."

As Vincent moves back to the door and seats himself Master Diamond praises his work, "Good job, Vincent."

"Thank you, Master." Vincent murmurs with a smile.

Tyna sees her bag of pretzels across the room on the table and raises her
hand and not concentrating very well because she is in a silly mood starts to
float them towards her but drops them and sends them scattering across the
floor. "Eeek!" she exclaims as she quickly runs to pick them up without thinking to use the Force.

The Master sighs as he watches Tyna get them all up off the floor and sets the bag back on the table a little irritated with herself. Why the young girl had the bag of pretzels in the training room in the first place was beyond him. "Perhaps you need to meditate more, young Tyna."

She frowns, "Yes, Master.

Vincent frowns too knowing how his sister has trouble in her meditaions.

Master Diamond admonishes her, "You must focus on your task at hand and not the childish thoughts of games and pranks."

Tyna nods a little and turns red, "May I try again, Master?"

Pleased to see his padawan want to correct her mistake he answers, "Very well, you may."

Tyna nods and closes her eyes to center herself. "Thank you, Master" Vincent watches on from his seat in the floor quietly. Concentrating on the task at hand now she retrieves her cloak from across the room successfully.

The Jedi Master nods, "Good job, Tyna; however I do feel you need more time to meditate."

Trying not to whine she answers, "Master, I'm okay I was just not payin' attention."

"Then you need to meditate to focus your attention, my young padawan." he answers and then sighs a bit. "Let us continue to the Lightsaber Training."

Now rising from the floor to join his sister Vincent answers, "Yes, Master."

Tyna grins because she loves playing with the lightsabers "Yes, Master." She uses the force to retrieve hers from across the room where it had fallen out of her cloak. Vincent floats his up off his belt and into his hand.

Master Diamond directs, "Vincent, prepare the blinders and the drones."

Grinning he heads across the room. "Yes, Master." Vincent floats the blinders over and sets the commands for the drones effortlessly.

Groaning Tyna turns to her teacher. "But Masterrrrrr... those are for younglingsss! We're far too old for
thattt now!"

Jedi Master Diamond nods and then sits down to watch, "Drones are just as effective for Jedis as they are for younglings." Vincent finishes the preparations. The master instructs Vincent, "You may increase the difficulty, but use the drones and blinders as you have been."

Tyna tries not to whine like a youngling so she grits her teeth instead. "Masterrr, we are old enough to practice on each otherrrr! We areeee sixteen now, ya know!"

Meanwhile Vincent puts on his helmet, flips down the blindshield, and steps into the training circle and uses his mind to click the training switch to on. As he feels the center circle under his boot vincent twirls the blade to block the weapon's fire with ease.

Jedi Master Diamond raises an eyebrow at Tyna, "When you've shown me proper maturity and respect, young padawan, that is when I shall consider allowing you to fight each other."

Vincent feeling with both his mind and senses locates and 'destroys' the first droid. Grinning broadly at his accomplishment he clicks the switch back to off so sis can take a turn. Tyna sighs and picks up the other blinder and puts it on "Yes Masterrrr."

Finished now, Vincent walks back out the center circle and removes the blinder where Master Diamond pats him heartily on the shoulder. "Good job, Vincent."

Irritated at not getting her own way still Tyna steps into the circle and uses her mind to turn the drone on now and tries her best to concentrate on the task at hand though she is letting frustration cloud her judgement and nearly misses getting hit by a shot of the drone.

Vincent smiles and bows a little, "Thank you, Master Diamond."

His Master smiles back as he suddenly senses Yoda is summoning him. He floats up to his feet in
a single motion, and then looks at you both. "Continue practicing, young padawans. I shall return shortly." He then gives a slight bow and leaves the room quietly.

The twins answer together, "Yes, Master Diamond." and vincent turns to watch sis train and waits for his next turn at the droid. Vincent is contented to train with the machine understanding that their Master will allow them to move on when he feels the twin padawans are ready.

Exasperated at feeling like she is being treated like a youngling and being held back from bigger and better things Tyna pulls off the blinder and lets the drone crash to the floor as she clicks it off with her mind. Letting her frustration show fully now that she senses that Master is out of earshot she pleads with her twin, "Come onnnn, Vincentttt, don't ya think he's holdin us backkkk?!"

Vincent looks at his sister and shrugs, "Maybe, sis, but it is the way."

Jedi Master Diamond goes to Old Wise Yoda and speaks with him about the progress of his young padawans. He confidently tells Master Yoda that his padawans are young, but are progressing well.

Frowning Tyna persists, "Comeee onnnn, Vinnyyyy, lets fight together!"

Vincent looks nervously at the door Master just exited. "I don't know, Tyna." He sighs knowing how his sister has a way talking him into doing things that he shouldn't. "Master will be angry with us when he finds out."

"Awww come onn He'll never knowww, we'll just listen for him to come back." she continues to coax. Vincent begins to waver a little wanting to fight but unsure of disobeying their orders. Tyna pleads with her brother, "Come onnnn pleaseeeee?"

Vincent finally gives in. "Just a little okay? Then right back to the droid before we get in trouble."

His sister gives him a huge grin. "Okayyyyyyy!" and switches her blue lightsaber back on with a huge smile on her face. Shaking his head a little Vincent joins Tyna into the center without the blinder on now and switches on his purple saber and gets in defense stance. Tyna grins and strikes a blow which Vincent blocks carefully. She goes easy on her brother not wanting to harm him.

Master Diamond finishes his conversation with Master Yoda and heads back to the training room. His feet flow as light as the air across the floor, and back down the hallway towards where his young charges are both still practicing. As Diamond draws closer he realizes that the sound he is hearing is not that of the practice against the drone, but that of the lightsabers clashing against each other.

He sighs inwardly as he silently watches you both fighting each other, and then suddenly with a flick of his wrist turns the sabers off simultaneously and brings them to his hand.

Tyna looks up startled "Ummm hi Master." Vincent gulps and lowers his head quietly.

Gazing at the two padawans sternly Master Diamond asks quietly, "Would one of you care to explain this disobedience?" He can already tell as he watches their reactions who instigated this and it really comes as no surprise to him. He's known early on that Tyna has a way with talking her brother into things that they had been specifically forbade them to do. Although Vincent has a good head on his shoulders and will usually obey any order given him he still gives into his sister every time.

Vincent's eyes tear up and he shakes his head softly while Tyna just barely refrains from rolling her eyes at the Jedi Master. "We just wanted to practice a little and then we were gonna go back to the stupid drones again!"

Master Diamond sighs softly at the two teens. Vincent being a sensitive soul is always the first to genuinely apologize, "I'm sorry, Master."

Sighing again he speaks softly yet firmly. "I am a bit disappointed in you both. I thought that I had taught
you patience and obedience."

Tyna decides to try to apologize too, but fails in her sincerity, "Yeah I'm sorry too, Master." Vincent shrinks back further all too aware of Master's displeasure and disappointment radiating through the force.

The Master keeps the sabers to himself for now and then motions for both teens to follow, "I think it best we conclude our training for the day. You both are to be punished." Vincent follows quietly and keeps his eyes to the floor. Tyna gulps now and follows Master and her brother. Jedi Master Diamond walks silently down the hallway to their quarters. Once inside he softly says, "You both meditate while I decide on your punishment. I suggest you focus your energies on your behavior for the last few minutes and how to correct it." He then disappears into his private meditation chamber for a few minutes.

"Yes, Master." Vincent kneels down into a meditation position and reflects on his behavior quietly. He thinks to himself about why he always gives into his sister. He has always been eager to please everyone, but that includes his headstrong twin who always insists on doing things her own way.

Tyna bites her lip and looks over at Vincent and whispers "I'm sorry brother for getting you in trouble." Seeing that Vince is already doing as they were told Tyna decides she had best sit down and meditate though that is her weakest point since her mind would rather do other things. She kneels down and concentrates the best she can and tries to quiet her mind.

After what seems like forever to Tyna, but not long enough for Vincent; their Master walks out with what would be the equivalent to a light strap and says quietly, "Young padawans, come here please."

Vincent gasps softly seeing it from the corner of his eye and feels his bottom cheeks clench nervously. Tyna has her eyes closed, but does sense Master's presence and her eyes flutter open. Vincent rises quietly and goes to Master. Tyna looks up with a slight groan as she catches sight of the strap and feels her stomach drop but rises slowly to her feet and follows her brother.

Master Diamond speaks, "Vincent, Tyna, as I have said, I am disappointed in you both. You directly disobeyed me. I had just concluded telling Master Yoda himself about your progress even."

That part is a crushing blow to the twins knowing that Yoda may learn of their disobedience. Vincent blushes brightly to the tips of his ears. "I am so sorry. Master, please forgive me."

Tyna bites at her lip starting to feel a little more sincere now "I'm sorry, Master. I won't do it again 'til we have Your permission."

Master Diamond replies, "Forgiveness is something you'll get after your punishment, padawans. Now disrobe and kneel with your bottoms raised."

Vincent pulls off his apprentice robes and kneels raising his bottom up tearfully. Tyna turns red hating this part the most but takes off her tunic and her pants and places them to the side and kneels next to her brother and raises her bottom up nervously. "Please Master don't punish Vincent. I talked him into ittttt."

Master watches quietly and sighs some as he sees you both disrobe, and kneel appropriately. "I had thought that your disobedience was a thing of the past. I had also thought that you were both ready to truly feel the Force within you." He raises the strap and begins whipping you both...THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK!
THWAAACK! THWAAACK!

"'Vincent's mistakes are his own. And so are his choices, Tyna." THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK!

Vincent yelps softly while Tyna trembles hearing the strap come down and wills herself to stay in position. "Yesss, Masterrrr." Vincent raises my bottom back up praying for the forgiveness that he seeks.

Master Diamond raises the strap once more.. THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! "In addition, you'll both spend the rest of the evening in meditation."

Vincent howls out through clenched teeth, "Yeowwwwwww owwwwww yessssss Masterrr!" Tyna forgets herself and groans at that last thing which is more painful to her than any strapping. "Yeooooowww!" Though this was really hurting.

The Jedi Master quickly raises the strap once more and brings it down across your bottoms quite hard. THWAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK!

Vincent raises his bottom to meet the strap and yelps as it cracks down hard. "Yeowwww! Owwwwwwwwwwie!" he cries out and then sobs softly. Tyna shakes a little in place "Oowwwwwww, Masterrrrrrr!" she begins to cry a little now.

Master Diamond gives you both one last set with the light strap across your bare backsides. THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAACK! He then stops and says calmly, "Your Master forgives you both." He looks down and begins to rub your backs gently.

Vincent sobs softly as he yelps with pain "Yeowwwwwww owwwwwwwwwwieee!" Tyna cries harder now feeling bad for her disobedience at last. Her brother trembles softly beside her feeling Masters gentle touch and starts to calm as Master gives the forgiveness he has been seeking. Diamond nods silently bringing both of his padawans up from their kneeling positions and holds you in his arms, giving you the love that only a Jedi Master can give.

Happily Vince hugs tightly and wipes away tears with the back of my hand while Tyna smiles and wipes at her tears and hugs her Master tightly as well, "I'm sorry, Master."

Their Master hugs back, "I know, dear padawan, you have my forgiveness. Its all over now."

Tyna nods. "Thanks, Master" Vincent sniffs softly and goes over to his meditation corner where he kneels and hisses softly as his bottom connects to his legs. He dutifully holds his position and closes his eyes and meditates despite the burning in his red backside.

Thinking quietly to herself for a second, Tyna looks up and chews on her lip a minute before she speaks. "Do we really have to spend allll night meditating, Master?"

He just looks deep in her eyes and answers, "Spend the time wisely, young Tyna. Focus yourself...Center yourself, so that tomorrow's training will be effective."

Krystyna looks down. "Yes Master." She hugs her Master and goes to her meditation corner and kneels gingerly and tries her best to quiet herself for a long evening.

Tsukasa's story.

2007-09-17T02:07:00.001-04:00

A tall slim young Man about eighteen summers' olds with silver blue
eyes and strawberry blond hair waits at the entrance of a school. He
passes nervously worried that he will fail and all will come to ruin
his hopes his dreams and his plans for life.

Tsukasa waits nervously at the school entrance. Having almost
completed his training and fulfilling all school requirement it is now
time to set off on field training. If he succeeds and returns then he
will be fully trained if he fails he shall be an apprentice forever.
He looks up nervously as the Master of the school walks up.

"Master Labret, I hope I succeed in this task you set for me." tsukasa
says softly Master Labret looks at him and smiles softly" I am sure
young one that you will do what you need to do. But always be careful
for the world is full of dangers and mysteries that not even I can
foresee. Take care young mageling for I cannot foresee if you will
return to us here or be lost to us forever in the world." he states
calmly. Tsukasa nods "I understand Master I shall be careful and I vow
to returns."

"I pray for your safely young one. Master Labret watches the young
tsukasa depart into untold danger. Seeing tuskasa turn and wave once
more before going out of site. "Be well young one our hope and prayers
travel with you."

Tsukasa a young apprentice mage sets out from him homeland traveling
north. His mission is to raise funds for the Mage School. So young
mages have a chance to learn.

Tsukasa walks along until he comes to a town and explores the town
talking to peasants a learning of the king and princess that lives
there. He decides this town might be what he is looking for.

2007-08-24T19:24:00.001-04:00

during a time of caios. there exsisted five brave warriors. dayna
sunshine k'shane, rictor K'shane, talen, Rannel and jamie. all five
had been choosen by the keepers of the pyramids of power ta become the
guardians of light. for during this time a new and greater evil had
emerged. The Dark raven a creature wtih the head of a raven and the
body of a man. during there training in the pyramids with the great
master Lordin, and his daughter Lana. the hero's learn to use thier
magic to the fullest extent of there ability. dayna became the
guardian of fire for her power was derived by the firey passion of
love. rannel became the guardian of earth for her power was derived by
the power of family. tracer was lead by his emotions so his power came
from the water. jamie was a natual healer so his power come from the
air elementals. and then talen being the youngest was guardian and
keeper of all life for he was the guardian of the spirit and our hope.
he was the center guarding standing at the center of all things and he
could use any power. now that the guardians have trained and accepted
there positon it is time for the first battle. will they win, will
they defeat the darkness. we can only hope.

our story beings outside the pyramids of power the five Celtic guardians are seated in the clearing just outside the valley of the K'shane near the great mystic river and the black lake of Alderea..Talendir the youngest clears his throat “ Are we heading home for the festival of saints?” Rictor replies “its a good bet that we shall at least go see our families for the festival before setting out to Drakkar. We have to find out all we can about the dark lord and the amethyst dragons are the keepers of a vast amount of knowledge. “ Talendir nods softly “i only wish we knew what we are getting into Master Lordin wasn't very specific of the dangers we are to be facing.

The Guardians

the guardians stand fast stand ready

the darkness comes

but there is still light

hold fast to

faith, hope and love

stronger den darkness

is the light

luv stronger den hate

hope stronger den dispair

faith stronger den distrust

guardians stronger den

the world of chaos.

the elf thief

2007-08-21T21:27:00.001-04:00

the crystal sword story ---the begining

2007-08-18T23:02:00.001-04:00

Hail I sing you a tale of hero's of old of a brave knight and a daring damsel. of untold terror and hearts afire with love and desire. Of a young elven thief and a hardened warrior Woman. of a seductive sorcerers and a witty peasant.

our day unfolds like any other but this time a knight and a daring princess are seeking something. This is something that is of great power and importance to the princesses kingdom. but unfortunately for our daring hero's the darklord has other plan for the ancient power. But little do they all know that wonder upon wonder the unbreakable crystal sword of power is not hiding within mortar and stone, but infact within flesh and bone. For the untold hiding place is within the soul of a unknowing elven thief and only the magic spell of a true power mage can bring the sword forth to the light.

so now armed with our hero's brave and bold for thusly this is how our story unfolds.

kieden a young thief stares out upon the horizon thinking about his past and wondering what his
future might hold. earlier that day a seer of great power told him of a prophecy unlike any he had heard before and the most strangest thing is he was part of it. He never believed in a sword made of unbreakable crystal and though that a sword made of that would be useless and easily broke. He decided to go to the hall of records of the god Loran for maybe there he can find the answers he seeks.

Meanwhile back in Drakkar, the lovely princess jade and her knight protector the gallant Gavin set off from the castle. Their quest was appointed to them by the good king Roland upon his deathbed for to rid the land of the great evil of the Darklord Ravinholf and his disciples lady shadowflame and victor. They would need a powerful weapon of the ancient times. He told of a tale of six strangers who would meet and fulfill a great prophecy. To finally rid the kingdom of the greatest evil this world has ever seen .

Behold the prophecy, upon a dark and cold night the one who holds a secret will be revealed and upon this shyone a blessing it will be for a rebirth of a ancient power will come to be and within the crystal cavern a imprisoned soul shall be set free. But it will not happen if the stars and others are not present for the revealing. The one who holds the secret is the key, but others shall play a part the secret will not be shown without the sassy wench to light the way. Or the protector and warrior who shall keep all safe in the long and dangerous trek. The truth seeker shall learn the way and the guide will lead them threw many dangerous perils.

Kieden brushes his long reddish blond hair softly out of his pale blue eyes as he struggles threw the records slowly looking for any reference to the sword and wondering about it at great length. Across the room he spies a lovely young lady dressed all in white with silver trimming.. He studies the fair lady with the golden hair and silver-gray eyes for a long time. Marveling at her breathtaking beauty and style of dress as he realizes she is one of the warrior maidens of the god Reidar. He always heard how powerful they are and how great they hold their duty and honor. But he never realized they were so lovely. He catches himself stareing as she approaches quietly.

The warrior sees him watching her and approaches him with caution . “Pardon, good elf have we meet somewhere before?” she asks quietly “I don’t believe so, my lady” Kieden softly replies “I am doing research on a topic of a sword of power do you know of any books I might try”

She nods and hands him the great book of the elven god Eldin “there are quiet a few passages about different magic and unique swords in this one, good elf.” he thanks her for her assistance and resumes his studies as she exit’s the hall of records toward the north gate. She passes a young peasant who goes by the name aldin while he is pushing the vastly stuck horse and cart of his mightily Master Dwende. She stops long enough to lend the poor boy a hand before heading back to the inn where she is staying. Her mind slowly drifting back to the young elf she meet earlier and his request when the prophecy hits her and she wonders wither he is part of the events that will be and shall be coming very soon for the signs point to the start of something both great and powerful in the near future

Meanwhile back in the land of Kasha .the sorceress gets instructions from her order to set out and find the key, for the prophecy states that the key is now in existence and the order of the crystal caverns has waited for two thousand years to claim that which was stolen so very long ago. The high priest of the order shakes his head at this years chosen one her flaming red hair and green eyes make her lovely but her fiery temper is also something at behold. He hopes that she is strong enough for the perils and dangers that this task he sent her on and that it will be accomplished for the fate of humanity depends on the success of this quest. She travels many leagues until she come to the land of Kishedar there she gets a room at the silver dragon inn the very same inn that the warrior maiden is currently staying.

beauty to behold

2007-06-20T21:50:00.001-04:00

from unglyness comes great beauty
from darkness sometimes there is light
you can see much in this world
looking threw your childs eyes
but what of the endless strugle
deep within your soul
fill you with foreven wonder
the light and darkness of a rose
pale in the shadows
and strong in the light
the rose is endless beauty
wrapped in protective thorns

firesong

Love

2007-06-19T00:20:00.000-04:00

Love

my heart beats
with an everlasting light
for i shall always love you
and never ever fight

we fit together
like a ball and a glove
cause of my eternal devotion
and a little thing called luv

my heart beats for you
to the very depth of my heart
for i shall always be yours
and we shall never part

dedicated to MasterHelios
from his loving slaveboy
firesong

what character are you most like

2007-06-19T00:06:00.001-04:00

stone circle

2007-06-18T23:26:00.001-04:00

when a light shine down
upon a circle cast in stone
as far as we can see
there's no onw out there all alone
as our hearts join as one
we all shall say a prayer
for she is always there

firesong
aka
fox

2007-06-18T23:02:00.000-04:00

sometimes it is best to always stop to smell the roses.

firesong

dragons keep

2007-06-18T22:50:00.000-04:00

the dragons keep

in the days of old
of stories untold
the great beast
with in the land
spread a terror
of untold fear

the knights of old
fought brave and true
back when
the world was new.