Kindred Spirit Lodge Presents
Shasa Jin Umi
- Arriving -
by Shasa, Ally, Nessa, & Killian
Feb. 18th~23rd, 2002
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(Shasa) --
Shasa gazed at the view and was simply astounded at the beauty before her. "Kirsa," she softly murmured, "Have you ever seen anything like it?" Shasa exhaled, eyes transfixed upon the Lodge. "It's…" The mare whickered its agreement, breaking the spell Shasa had fallen under. Shasa laughed lightly. "Well, since we are both in agreement, than let us take our holiday there." Shasa turned in the saddle and whistled sharply, and a creamy yellow retriever bounded over the hill. Lightly urging the mare forward, horse and rider chased the energetic dog, and together they became part of the magical landscape.
"Excuse me, but do you rent rooms here?"
The woman she addressed was certainly an interesting creature. Strong and confident looking; Shasa admired that. However, she was concerned when an answer wasn't forthcoming. The woman looked at her, seemingly evaluating Shasa. What she could be assessing was beyond the young foreigner.
"My apologies, but is there a problem? I mean, if this beautiful place is not a Lodge, as I had thought, I hope you accept my sincere apology as I take my leave. But if it is, can I not rent a room for myself, and a stall in the stable for my horse? I assure you I have the currency, and I can pay in advance for the week I shall stay."
Silence.
Shasa's brow furrowed in confusion, and a growing impatience began. Hands on hips, she tried desperately to not lose her temper. Glancing down, she saw her lab cocking her head with equal confusion at the silent innkeeper. The comical expression brought a gale of laughter from Shasa, and when she again locked eyes with the stranger, it was with a bright smile. She decided to try a different tactic.
"Do you understand me?"
Silence once again.
"Oh, I knew it! You simply speak a different language than I! So," Shasa ran a single finger along the strong bicep before her, a gleam of pure seduction in her eyes, "I could tell you that you are a dastardly handsome fellow that I would love to pleasure in unspeakable ways, and you wouldn't understand a word." Shasa flicked her finger off the arm and ran it over her full lips before shrugging and feigning disinterest. "Eh, your loss."
Finally, a flicker of a smile betrayed the solemn gaze of the silent one.
"Aha!" Shasa declared in triumph. Meika barked in agreement. "Now if you've finished playing whatever this game is that you so enjoy, will you please tell me whether or not I can have a room here?"
Lord something-or-other had finally told Shasa that the innkeeper, killian, was unavailable at the moment, and had kindly asked if she would like to wait in a more comfortable room. When refreshment was understood to be part of the deal, Shasa was more than willing to exercise a bit of patience. Although she really wasn't tired enough from her travels to retire for the evening, she had become parched and longed for something cool to drink.
Shasa sat at a small table against the wall with Meika at her feet, deeply asleep. Drinking a liquid known as "root beer" she tried to remain in the shadows and simply to enjoy watching the other patrons. One of the best things about traveling the world was to observe those that inhabited it. You could learn so much if you just paid attention.
Obviously, most of them knew one another. There was an ease of movement and conversation that is known only between friends. Casual touch was also freely expressed. Shasa smiled. It was a warm environment that she felt wonderfully comfortable in. Perhaps it was due to the fact that most everyone there was female. That was a rarity in most places, but the foreigner liked it very much.
It was kind of funny, actually. The women seemed to either be muscular warrior-types, fine ladies, or quiet, almost painfully shy girls that wouldn't make eye contact. In truth, Shasa had never seen a collection of individuals such as these. It simply fascinated her.
"Would you like another?"
Shasa smiled at the young girl that was prepared to serve her more root beer. "That would be lovely, thank you."
A new mug was set before her, and again she was left alone to her observations of the room. Hmm. Shasa grinned at her latest realization. Everyone was very good looking! Shasa crossed her legs and decided this was indeed a very attractive place for one to take a holiday.
Shasa's mouth went dry and her eyes went wide. Surely it was the drink! The room seemed to have faded out, and time was barely crawling. Shasa's dark eyes had fallen on a woman as she entered the room. How could they not? She was a vision, surely the most beautiful woman that Shasa had ever seen. The foreigner found herself staring until the woman sat gracefully in a comfortable looking chair by the fireplace.
The friendly noises of the room suddenly came rushing back into Shasa's awareness, and she gulped a breath of air into lungs that had momentarily forgotten to perform their function. Shasa nearly jumped out of her own skin when a wet tongue ran across her hand. Looking down at Meika, she softly chastised the dog for scaring her. Meika's response was to nose-butt her master, and wait for her ears to be scratched.
Shasa did so, but her eyes were trying to take in the beauty that was now mostly obscured by that damnable chair. She could see the woman was lean, yet had a powerful manner to her, which suggested that the body under the clothes was well muscled. Meika was soon forgot, as Shasa tried to see more.
Shasa wasn't looking for the obvious. She was looking for what had struck her so profoundly. What was it about the woman that made Shasa want to…Shasa blushed. Well, enough of that. Shasa reached down to scratch Meika's ears once again, but the dog wasn't there.
Shasa looked around quickly. It would do her no good for Meika to find mischief in this place before she even had a chance to secure a room! Shasa's eyes lit upon the dog, and her heart stopped. "You little pile of shit." Shasa growled, as she stared at her hands.
Meika had decided to find out for herself just what was so fascinating about the woman by the fireplace. She stopped within an arms length, and cocked her head to study her. Seeing nothing but an ordinary human female, Meika put her nose in the air and began to sniff for abnormalities. "Hrumph. Nothing strange." Meika turned her head and looked back at her master with irritation. Then she barked, loud and deep. "This woman is just like every other woman!"
Shasa wanted to hide under the table, but she gathered her wits, and carried her drink over to the fireplace to offer her apologies.
(~Shasa)
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(Ally & Shasa) --
Lady Alison looked up from the fire to find a dog staring at her. "And just who might you belong to? Don't think I've seen you around the place before."
Alison's vision was then drawn to a lovely creature coming her way. Alison let her gaze linger up the newcomer's body appreciatively until it came to a most beautiful striking face, highlighted by short dark red hair and intense emerald green eyes, the kind of eyes that could look right thru you if they chose to, or melt you into a pool.
Alison regarded the woman for a moment. "I take it this animal belongs to you? Sit, sit, I don't bite, lass, well not right off the bat anyway. I am Lady Alison. Who might you be?"
Shasa didn't know how long she had been standing there. Once she had approached the woman that captivated her, she found herself pinned and drowning in deep, sensual brown eyes. When she finally realized that the goddess was speaking, she desperately tried to climb from the depths of her mind to focus on the words, yet she found that the woman's very voice had its own powers of entrancement. Like pure silk, the words smoothly flowed over her skin, raising an erotic chill that her body couldn't help but respond to. Shasa heard nothing but this One, saw nothing in the room but the One before her. Her breathing quickened, and she felt a tremendous urge to know Her completely.
Shasa's mind finally caught up to the sensations that had overpowered her senses, and felt…a little scared. Shasa had known love and lust many times, but had never felt such an intense desire. It was beyond… she couldn't explain the hunger—even to herself.
Shasa cleared her throat, wishing very much that she had heard the One's words. "I am Shasa Jin Umi, and I apologize for my dog. She has a lack of what they call `the social skills,' and it appears that I do as well. I'm afraid that I have been staring at you—I'm not even sure why, but I was raised well enough to know better manners. I'm very sorry for intruding upon your time of quiet reflection. Please forgive Meika and I as we take our leave." Shasa partially bowed and took a step back before calling the lab and turning to go.
Meika yawned deeply, stretched fully, and lowered herself to the feet of the One. After a single lick to the goddess's boot, and a sniff at the warmth of the fire, she rolled over on her side in perfect contentment. Shasa stared at the traitor that was determined to humiliate the living hell out of her, and before she could stop herself, she covered her reddening face in a pathetic attempt to hide. "This is so embarrassing."
A smile spread across Lady Alison's face and shown in Her large brown eyes. "No need to be embarrassed, little warrior, though you do look good in that shade. Please sit, for it seems your companion is quite comfortable." Alison reached down and rubbed the dog's tummy. ~She's adorable~ Alison thought to Herself.
She watched as the newcomer sat down and was stricken dumb as the firelight shown in the most intense green eyes Alison had ever seen. "Forgive Me for staring. I am normally not so rude, but you are breath taking. Such beautiful company is always welcome." Lady Alison took one small hand in Hers and brought it to Her lips and kissed it softly. "killian should be along shortly and she will help you get settled in. In the meantime, tell Me little warrior, why were you staring at Me? Hmmmm?"
The lady called her beautiful, kissed her hand, and stunned Shasa into silence. If this was a dream, she would personally kill Morpheus. But now the woman whose name she never heard, asked why Shasa had been staring. Why would the lady ask such a thing? Her brows furrowed slightly in confusion, then a slow smile spread across her face. The lady asked the question simply because she already knew the answer, yet wanted Shasa to speak the words. Alright.
A small grin played at the edges of Shasa's lips as she leaned in close and lowered her eyes shyly from the lady who still held her hand. She looked down at their joined fingers, and concentrated quite easily on the heat her body felt. Shasa allowed the desire to wash over her before looking up into the deep brown eyes that waited patiently for her answer. Her green eyes, searing with passion, verified the truth that her lips now spoke.
"I was staring at you because I believe you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, and I was having the most impure of thoughts."
Lady Alison regarded Shasa in silence for a moment, letting her eyes drink in the beauty before her. "Would those impure thoughts be along the lines of..." Alison leaned over and placed her lips so close to Shasa's ear and proceeded to give her a list of impure thoughts she might choose from. Alison smiled as Shasa blushed as red as her hair.
Alison's wicked little chuckle could be heard throughout the room as she watched the newcomer squirming in her seat. "I shall return in just a couple days, I have a lost lamb to bring back to the fold. Come see Me then, little warrior, and we shall see how many of those impure thoughts we can take care of." With that, Lady Alison grabbed up a small bag beside her, kissed Shasa's hand once more, letting Her lips linger just for a moment and headed out the door.
Shasa flushed as she listened to that sensual voice tickle both her ear and her fancy, describing a few impure thoughts that Shasa had actually had—and a few thoughts that sounded wickedly delicious. Shasa's imagination instantly pictured the Lady performing such acts, and her color deepened as her desire for the Lady became a non- negotiable demand. Shasa squirmed as her cunt began to throb painfully; what had been a pleasant need had quickly turned into a raging necessity.
Shasa would have jumped the Lady right there had She not said something about leaving for a couple of days, stood, and disappeared before poor Shasa could utter a word! She sat with her mouth hanging open and her loins dripping fire, as the Lady left the room.
Shasa slowly closed her mouth and turned to look at Meika, who had sat up at the Lady's departure. A smile spread across her face, and she grabbed the dog in a mighty hug. "Thank you! You big pain in the ass, wonderful dog!"
Moments later, Shasa composed herself and returned to her table. She knew the others had noticed the interaction between herself and the Lady, but didn't care. Let them think what they will; Shasa was only concerned with the painful throbbing in her britches!
Waiting a couple days for relief did not sound like a reasonable plan to the traveler, and her hungry eyes began to cruise the room for potential…aid. Besides, until the girl named killian arrived, she had nothing to do.
(Ally & Shasa)
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(Nessa & Shasa) --
Nessa sat in the darkest corner of the room. She watched as the beautiful Shasa approached Alison. She saw the spark between them. She smiled to herself. She recognized Shasa from a time not long ago. Either Shasa didn't return the recognition or thought better of making anything of it. It didn't matter.
She did know however that Alison would be very happy with this choice and she was certain the lass couldn't go wrong with the Gentle Warrior. She knew Alison was sorely stung over twilight's departure. This might be someone who could help with the growing need Nessa knew Alison was having.
Nessa was struck to near falling over when she saw Alison get up and leave the poor girl panting. Where in the name of Brigit's backside was she going??? And Why???
Waiting a couple days for relief did not sound like a reasonable plan to the traveler, and her hungry eyes began to cruise the room for potential…aid. Besides, until the girl named killian arrived, she had nothing to do.
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Shasa's eyes fell upon one beautiful woman after another. The burning within her seemed to grow, and not lessen, and she was finding this to be a rather uncomfortable situation. Finally, her eyes took in a familiar form...could it be? Shasa squinted to confirm her vision, and a smile graced her lips. She stood and walked the distance of the room to the large Celt. Stopping only a step away, she laid a hand gently on the large shoulder until their eyes met. The Lord remembered her. This was easy to see.
"It seems the world is a small place, my friend. I am so glad to see that you are well, Nessa." Shasa glanced at the Lord's attractive companion and nodded respectfully before returning her eyes to the Celtic Warrior. "Would I be intruding if I were to join you?"
"Intruding? No, my dear Shasa, I would not call It that. You might get into a nest of hot brooding Warriors but you would certainly be welcome." Nessa stood and took the small hand offered. She turned to the taller Klancy who rose up to greet Shasa. "This is Klancy, the Courtly Butch. She is a bit of an overseer of events of every kind here at the Lodge." Nessa winked one gray eye at Shasa.
dj was sitting on the floor by the fire. Her beautiful long legs (sigh) uncrossed and she got up. Nessa pulled her to the circle as she came close and said. "This here is our Lodge historian, librarian and keeper of souls for the Kindred. Her name is dj. She is a good techie wenchy and advisor." Nessa smiled at them all.
After Klancy kissed Shasa's hand with a charming brush of her courtly lips and after dj shook her hand in welcome. They all sat down but there wasn't a chair available for Shasa. Nessa leaped to the opportunity and pulled the lass to her lap. "Sit here, my girl. We are telling stories of some of our memories.... I am sure you could add to them." The wicked grin on the Lord's face told Shasa that she would not have to wait days for fulfillment.
"Oh, there's just one thing. killian is waiting to sign you in and you will be needing a room lass." Nessa lifted the girl back to her feet an slapped her bottom lightly "go on now. Come right back here when you are finished. You understand don't you lass? Neither of us likes to be kept waiting."
OTC: Shasa humbly apologizes to killian for making her wait...
Shasa favored Klancy with a long appraising look and smile for her charming mannerisms. Klancy was very appealing to the traveler, but she wisely curbed her flirtations and attempted to keep her responses demure and appropriate. The next introduction was equally interesting, as she saw how the one called dj made Lord Nessa's eyes sparkle for the briefest of instants. Hmm...this was an interesting Lodge.
"It is a pleasure to meet the friends of Nessa. My name is Shasa Jin Umi, and I am...primarily...a traveler."
Shasa sat very willingly on the Celts lap and smiled seductively when she discovered that the telling of stories was the entertainment of the moment. She was even happier to see that the Celt still had the promise of raw and powerful sex glinting from her gray eyes. Perhaps if she told just the right story to the Warrior and her friends, that passion would be released...and her aching cunt might benefit from it.
Lord Nessa began to speak again. "Oh, there's just one thing. killian is waiting to sign you in and you will be needing a room lass." Nessa lifted the Shasa back to her feet an slapped her bottom lightly "go on now. Come right back here when you are finished. You understand don't you lass? Neither of us likes to be kept waiting."
Shasa smirked and simply looked down at Nessa, who had returned to her seated position. The Celt didn't know just how bold she could be. Shasa swung her left leg over the front of the Celt's body, and slowly lowered her torso (only a tongues distance away from the Lord's face) down to sit, straddling the large Warriors hips. Facing those gray eyes, she held the gaze while moving a hand between them to perform an anatomical search on her Lordship. Finding just what she was hoping for, she removed her hand and smiled seductively.
"I can't deny that I only wait when given the right reason, but Nessa, I find you a bit... hard... to deny any pleasure. So, I shall go as you ask to secure my room, and return with the best story I have to offer, and perhaps I shall earn your favor this night." Shasa promptly stood and walked out of the great hall, her dog following silently.
(Nessa & Shasa)
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(Part 4 - Memory of Shasa, by Nessa) --
Her long legs stretched out before her, Nessa leaned back in the chair next to Klancy. The fire was perfect for gazing into. It was entrancing her, lulling her into her past. She began to speak a story to the few listeners around. This is how it unfolded:
I came to the shores of this continent to restore a part of my soul. Too many battles and too much blood ran between me and the inner peace I sought. A fortnight spent on the isle with the Druids gave me hope that time would bring my spirit to fullness again.
I wasn't long in my wanderings when trouble found me. Or I should say, I walked right into it. I was having a bit of a struggle staying away from the drink. It had become clear that it would destroy me and I couldn't do it at all... not even a sip else I would be lost to it's putrid pit. Still I longed for it as I longed for any lover.
I was about to give in to the dreadful seduction of it. I walked into a tavern at the edge of a little village and sat at a table. I looked around. There was a dice game in one corner. Several drunks stood swaying at the bar, pretending to focus on whatever was in front of them. A dark ugly pirate looking bunch sat at a table at the edge of the room looking shifty and up to no good. The place was a gathering spot for sleaze. I didn't really care.
I tried several times to hail the bar keep but her attention was hard to get with a wave. She was busy keeping the drunks drunk and staring at the pirate group as if she were looking for a familiar face. My, but she was a pretty thing. I watched her ass sway covered by tight britches. She bent low a couple of times giving a view of nice firm breasts beneath the shirt she wore open at the neck. It did ease my thirst to watch.
I was watching the lass balance a tray of mugs. The way her shirt stretched tight across her nipples and the way those mounds jiggled when she moved was branding my core. If I hadn't been so distracted, I might have noticed the bad boy pirates spread out. I might have sensed the movement behind me.
I woke up to the stink of rotting fish. My head reeled with a screaming headache. It was dark all around me but I could tell that I was on a ship by the movement and the nausea. There was something warm running down the back of my neck. I figured it was blood judging from the blow I took to the back of my head.
My hands were tied behind me in some kind of bloody sailor's knot. The purse I kept tied to my belt was cut away. My sword was gone. I thought they either figured to sell me or ransom me. We hadn't set sail yet. I kept hearing footsteps running up and down the plank.
I lay still on the cold filthy bottom of that stinking scow for hours. Suddenly I heard a whisper through the dark. "Ppssst. Don't say anything." I felt my hands loosened from the grip of that thick rope. As soon as they were free, I rolled over to get a look at the sweet face of the barkeep, Shasa. "I have your sword." She stood and pulled my shining blade from her sash.
I don't know if I expressed gratitude at that time. but I was never happier to see anyone. I took my sword by the hilt and raised it high. Shasa's eyes went wide and then shut tight just as I swung down behind the lass and lopped off the filthy head of the pirate sent either to get me or to check on me. He was behind her.
She realized what happened and grabbed my hand to lead me silently out of the hold. We had to step over the head that rolled with the movement of the ship. I tell you it was eerie with those great surprised eyes staring up at us. She was a trooper though. She didn't get all squeamish.
The short end of it is that we made it off that ship together. We moved through the village streets and up to the room Shasa had at an inn. She was only working at that sleaze tavern because she was in search of a particular villain who had murdered her kin. That is a story she may choose to tell one day.
Now I know you might think I ought to have been more noble... more gracious to the woman who saved my neck. But I could not for all I tried, keep my lust from raging. She was so adorable standing at the edge of the bed looking at me with eyes that asked for action from a grateful Warrior.
I wanted to strip her. I rose from the chair that held me and pulled her shirt open. I did not ask permission. I knew I had it. I just looked at her beautiful bare breasts for a long time. I ordered her to stand still while I sucked her nipples. They were so good. They felt so firm and perky in my mouth. I got excited. I sucked hard. She cried out but held still as I told her to do. I bit a little. she threw her head back and let out a yelp but held still as bidden.
I pulled her shirt off. Her sash was easily loosened and her britches fell to her ankles. She stood naked before me. I wanted to whip her. I wanted to hold her down tight so that she could not move and whip her ass till it was crimson. I told her what I was about to do. She swallowed but didn't say anything. I pulled my belt from around my waist. She whimpered then. My excitement soared.
I still couldn't tell if she was simply being a good girl or if she wanted me to do what I was doing. I decided to find out. I grabbed hold of her cunt with one hand and pulled her close to me. I told her to look into my face while I played with her pussy. Shasa's eyes are expressive my friends. They told me what I wanted to know. Her hot aching and sopping cunt was added information. It just got slicker as I fingered her standing there.
When I could see that she was about to start moving and taking her own action, I pulled my fingers away. Her juices covered them. I thrust them into her mouth and watched as she sucked. It made me wild to fingerfuck her pouty little mouth.
I could wait no longer. I sat down on the bed and pulled Shasa across my lap. I could feel her wanting this. She was so compliant. I thought I would like to hear her ask for it and she did.
The instant the plea came from her mouth I slammed that belt down. It struck with the most delicious slapping sound. Again and again I struck her beautiful ass. It welted and reddened and swelled. It was gorgeous.
She cried. I loved the sound of her voice. When I could finally bring myself to stop the whipping I was on the edge. I held her down across me and rammed three long fingers up into her wet cunt. The surprise jerked her and she stiffened. I fucked her there like that for a long time. I was not very fast. But I was very hard. I loved watching her back arch and her ass buck at the jamming.
I wanted her on her back. I lifted her and laid her on the bed. There was a phallus there on the dresser by the bed. I picked it up and pushed it into her pussy. Then I straddled her beautiful face. I told her to suck me and finger her clit while she did it. She was soooo good with her mouth my friends. her tongue snaked in and out and over me until I was near screaming. I began to rock on her face . I yelled at her to suck me and she did. Oh how she did.
I had a cum that came rocking up in me so hard it could have shaken the teeth from me if I hadn't been clenching them so hard. Ahh it was good. I believe the dear Shasa did well too judging from the screams that were muffled by my cunt but still audible.
I went my way... She went her way. We parted as friends.
(end of 'Memory of Shasa', by Nessa)
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(Checking In, by Killian & Shasa) --
Shasa left the great hall and returned to find a woman and small dog in the "registration" area. Meika immediately was glad to find one of her own kind, and proceeded to try and make a new friend. Shasa approached the woman and introduced herself.
"I was planning on staying for a week," Shasa explained, "and would like to pay the bill in advance." She glanced back towards the hall. "But after what I've seen of your hospitality, I might decide to stay longer, if that's alright."
Shasa noted the knowing smile on the woman's face, and met it with one of her own. "It seems such a friendly place. One where I might be able to do a great deal of relaxing." Shasa noted her pack was still where she left it. "I have a horse in your stable, and my dog, but that is all. Could you please tell me what the Lodge has to offer beyond it's obvious attractions?"
killian twisted her neck this way and that, until the familiar cracks eased some of the tension held there. The small, saucy sub glanced over to see Diva Kirby sniffing in the air around Meika. killian loved yellow labs, and hoped the Queen of all Things four legged would deign to be nice to this friendly pooch.
"Well, my dear, we finally meet. I am killian, and i do a lot around here. If you need anything, just ask for me, and eventually i will see that most of your needs are met." {killian flashes one of her more wicked smiles}
"Lord Nessa is who you see to the stabling of your horse. I see that you and she have already made an, um, comfortable acquaintance." {Both women exchanged looks}
I don't think i need to tell you too much about the Lodge. We love and fight fiercely, occasionally with each other. Four of us run the day to day place, dj, Ally, Klancy7 and myself. Lord Nessa handles the stables, and Sarah is in charge of the wenches who work the main room.
If you will tell me what your preference of towel and robe color is, i will see to it that your room is set up for you while you continue to relax down here. Every room in the Lodge has a balcony, and a breathtaking view of either the Mountain, or the Mountain Lake. Lake Tristaine it is called. It is deep and clean. Perhaps the most beautiful Mountain lake on earth. I hope you find time to enjoy it.
As for your pay, I will take what you wish to part with, but it is custom here at the Lodge to allow our members to run a tab, to be paid every fortnight or so. We have found that many who stop by here, end up wishing to spend some good quality time up here in the Mountain air, surrounded by beautiful Warriors, wenches, and all women in between.
Since you are a friend of Nessa, we have put you down the hall from Nessa. Far enough away so you can't hear her snore, if yer lucky. But close enough too make it convenient to socialize with one another.
Your room will be stocked with your towels for our tubs, our springs, our lake, and all other activities that call for towels. Either A silk, or a terrycloth robe of your choosing, a full fire place with a full bar, and of course, every single hook chain, or pulley that you might need for discipline and play. Our Lord Dory the Toymaster, is on sabbatical right now, but she built toy closets in each room, full of lovely surprises for all to discover. Your room has secret chambers for your pleasure, and if you request it, we can fit most any room with any special things you may desire. Your comfort is our first priority.
When you and i are finished, perhaps we can steal Lord Nessa away from her friends to give you the full tour. {killian winked at the Tall woman's blush}
Ok, i need colors and a decision on silk, or terrycloth or both."
The more killian spoke, the wider Shasa's eyes became. When killian had finished, Shasa stood dumbfounded for several moments before shaking her head and smiling. "This place certainly has more here than I realized! By all gods, I must be dead and in the most wonderful of afterlife's!"
Shasa tried to contain her delight and focus on her choices. "You are so hospitable, thank you for your kindness. I would like green...and if it isn't asking too much, I would like both a silk and a terrycloth robe. And I'll take care of talking to Nessa about my mare." Shasa began to laugh lightly as she shook her head. "I'm sorry, killian, I just feel a bit overwhelmed at the moment. But I am so grateful for the information, and your offer to help with anything I might need... within reason..."
Shasa leaned on the counter. "You mentioned dj and Klancy, Ally and yourself as the owners of this establishment. I believe the only one I have not yet met is Ally, and I'll be sure to find her to express my gratitude for this kind reception---oh, as well as this Sarah you mentioned. I've yet to meet her. Nessa has been most kind, introducing me to her friends. I'm sure I can get her to point them out..." Shasa grinned at the wicked suggestiveness of her conspirator. "And I'd welcome your assistance to see if we can't get her to show me where everything is in my room."
(Killian & Shasa)
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(Part 6 - Flying Start, by Nessa & Shasa) --
Nessa could barely breathe at the blatant display of wantonness from Shasa. Oh, the lass was very much the way she remembered her. Teasing and hot. Nessa had a heartache from missing tris. She had an anger that things were not just how she wished they would be. She had a wild need tris would not be there to take from her. Shasa was right on time.
The brooding Warrior watched as Shasa spoke with killian and arraigned for her room. The lass turned back toward her and walked like a cat all slinky and aloof. Oooh, Nessa would have her! She would call the girl's hand. She would get Shasa alone where she could make all the noise and screaming sounds Nessa loved to hear while she was having her.
The lass was so bloody sure of herself. She was challenging to the Lord as well as downright beautiful. Nessa wanted to see a wide eyed look on her face as if she wasn't so sure of what she was in for after all. Nessa wanted to push her to the edge and then off. This wench could take it too. She was feisty and not one to tame easily.
The Celt stood as Shasa walked up to the little group by the fire. The urge to slam the girl against a wall somewhere and press herself against her aching nipples, pressing hard against her, rippled through the Lord. Those green eyes sparkled up in invitation. Shasa lifted a brow and smiled. "All moved in. Ready for a story?"
"No" Nessa bowed low. "Though I am sure you could favor us with a tale to chart in the annals of high adventure and ... romance, I would like to take ye... ah... to your room... now." She looked up from her bow eyes nearly level with the place where the material of Shasa's shirt stretched over those blessed mounds.
"Oh, certainly Lord Nessa" Shasa smiled wickedly. "I would be delighted." She slipped her arm through the one the Lord offered and they walked to the stairs as if what was about to happen was no more than a chess game.
Nessa wasn't all that aware of the journey to Shasa's room. It was scarcely fast enough for the hazed Warrior. She heard the wench say something about needing to stable her horse. All but having Shasa in the way she would have her would have to wait.
The door opened. Nessa pushed Shasa inside, kicking the door closed as she followed. Shasa looked positively aching with desire. Nessa grasped hold of both of the girl's upper arms and swung her about. She pressed her hard against the closed door, just like she wanted to. She lifted the lass up and pinned her with her hips hard.
"Can ye feel that, lass? Can you feel the hard thing ye was lookin' for?" Nessa breathed heavily. Her brogue thickened with her lust. She grabbed the beautiful face with her open hand and brought that pouty mouth to hers. She kissed Shasa, prying her mouth open and thrusting her tongue in. She broke the kiss. Looking fiercely into green eyes, Nessa held upper arms and pushed her hips forward, dry fucking the beautiful lass against the door. She knew the phallus was pressing just in the right place on Shasa's cunt.
"Do you think you can come to me like a slut and be treated any other way, Shasa?" The warrior kept the hard rhythm against the lass as she spoke. Shasa's own breathing was raspy. She answered something but Nessa was beyond hearing. "I'm goin' ta fuck ye, lass. I'm going to whip your ass and fuck ye good." She heard a moan from Shasa's throat then stepped back.
Shasa dropped against the door. She knew this Warrior. This would be a wild time. The haze she saw in those gray eyes might have unnerved her if she hadn't seen it before. Large hands reached and pulled and ripped until her shirt was a shred. She held up her hands just as Nessa started for the waistband of her britches. "I'll do it, my Lord. I have more shirts, the britches are scarce." She took her pants off quickly.
Shasa stood still then. Nessa just stared. In a lightning move she slapped the beautiful bare breasts back and forth while Shasa stood. Then she pulled the naked girl to her and lifted her again. This time it was high enough to get a good grinding hold on a pretty hard nipple. Nessa held her and switched from one to the other. How lovely it was to feel the squirming girl against her.
Suddenly she let loose the hold and let the girl drop. She dropped all the way to her knees. Shasa stayed, her face just inches from where that phallus hid behind the Celts britches. Nessa pulled her belt away from her waist. She wanted to do everything to the lass. She pulled her britches open. She wanted to see her pretty friend take that phallus into her mouth. Nessa grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled her in. "Open yer mouth, lass. I'm gonna fuck you here first." Shasa opened and felt the big thing pushed down her until she thought she might gag.
Nessa pulled the girl to her feet. She twisted her til she faced the wall and pushed her against it. "Stay against that wall, lass. I'll be whipping you now." With that, Nessa let loose with her belt. She was in a near blind fury of need. Shasa screamed and thrashed against the wall but stayed in place. Her back and ass were covered with welts from the wicked belt. She stood limp and sobbing against the door when the whipping stopped.
Nessa came up behind Shasa and wrapped an arm around her waist. "I'll have your ass now, little one" She growled. Nessa reached down the front of the lass and felt the liquidy hot cunt. She shoved two fingers up the girl and held her like that while she fit the phallus into that precious little asshole.
Nessa heard Shasa cry out as she thrust her hips forward into the sweet little hole. The crying was soon replaced by moaning. The beautiful girl was so hot! Nessa fucked her slow and deep. She could feel the pretty swollen clit against her fingers as she fucked. Suddenly Shasa let out a yell of ecstasy so filled with satisfaction, Nessa pitched over the edge from the sound of it.
It seemed like long minutes before the throbbing finally ended. Nessa pulled the phallus out of the girl and turned her. She held her for a long time. Shasa was near collapse. Nessa lifted her and carried her to the bed where she covered her and bid her goodnight with a soft kiss. "I'll tend to your horse now, Shasa" she said with a grin. She turned and left the lass to her rest.
Can you blame me? Not if you knew just how long it had been since I had the pleasure of a woman. And that Lady--all the gods above, I want her badly--the Lady left me in such need! And such luck to find Nessa here. The Lord is Dark...but I like dark meat on many occasions. It keeps me balanced.
Oh, stop and lighten up. And who are you to criticize? The world of pleasure is vast, and so are my yearnings. I'll not defend or explain them, they simply are; and the ones who have become my lovers understand.
I admit that I love to tease. Those that underestimate me think it a game, or something bad that they must change in me. But it's neither. I'm a hunter. A hunter that stalks it's prey, seduces it, and claims it. The prey doesn't fear me or try to run, in fact it often comes to me, because it mistakenly believes that it is actually the one in control. That it is claiming me. But that is not the way it truly is. Not at all. I see what I want and take it. Let them believe what they will. Lord Nessa rightly called me a slut, as that is what I am. The most powerful slut you will ever meet. Whatever you want I can provide beyond your wildest dreams, and whatever I want I will get...eventually.
My body is strong and beautiful, and my cunt is an unquenchable fire. Pleasures only seem to last a short while, and they are gone too soon. I long to find a love that will quench my desires. I even long to be tamed, but I'd never admit it. To do so would make me feel weak. And I'll not be that.
Ah, my dear friend, Nessa. I have thought of you often, and am glad you are here. I wish that you were happy, though. I can see the heartache in your eyes, and it saddens me. I much preferred that lusty haze in those gray orbs, tonight. And although you gave me so much, can you believe that I still want more? Don't laugh! I'm still insatiable...can't help it, so don't be cruel. Care for my mare, Kirsa, and I'll hope that you return to me after. I can keep your pace, as you know, and if nothing else, you look like you could use a warm body to sleep with. Let me care for you, my friend.
So the first question is again the last. Can you blame me? Certainly not for wanting the Lady, or for throwing myself at the Celt. But think hard. Because if you can blame me for something... please find me. I 'm here alone and waiting for you.
(by Nessa & Shasa)
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(Shasa) --
Shasa must have dozed off; certainly understandable, with the evening she had had. She awoke on her belly, half covered with a sheet, and smiled at the knowledge that she must have kicked off the blanket because her body was still too heated. She became aware of being watched before she even opened her eyes. So, she stretched her body slowly from top to bottom, then raised to her knees and arched her back…to work out the kinks, of course. Her head lolled from side to side as she arched, and her body awoke fully.
Freshly striped ass in the air, back arched, tits swaying and neck exposed…it certainly wasn’t an unpleasant visual, and Shasa knew it. She stood with catlike grace, faced her watcher, and slinked over to the hulking shadow. Hands reached for her, but she swatted them away. She turned willful eyes upwards, then placed tender hands on the Lord’s face, pulling it down to her waiting lips.
Her kiss was passionate. Loving, yet hard with the knowledge and acceptance of what their encounter was: mutually fulfilling sex. She tangled her fingers in the mane of hair, while pressing her naked body against the clothed one. Her full lips disengaged, and skated to a Celtic ear. “Let me lead, Nessa. I promise to yield when you command it.” Shasa felt the heated breath of the Lord on her neck, and took that as consent.
Small hands slid down the Lord’s neck, and over impressive shoulders, to lay on her powerful chest. Shasa moved her palms in wide circles and felt the play of muscle beneath them, careful to avoid direct contact with the beautiful breasts below. Sliding her hands underneath the cloth, she opened the shirt and watched as it fell over Nessa’s shoulders and onto the floor. Shasa did the same with the Lord’s britches, and then stood to admire the sight of her friend naked...and hard. Knowing that prolonged viewing was not an option at the moment, she engaged the smoky gray eyes above her, and let her lust shine through her own.
Taking the larger hand in her own, she led the Warrior to the bed and pressed her gently to lie on her back. She knew that the Lord would only allow so much before taking control, so she kept her actions soft…as a request for compliance, letting the Celt know through touch that Shasa indeed knew that the Stronger one could take whatever she wanted from her without her permission. She chanced a look at the sharp profile, and found a lust in the eyes, and a barely tolerant smirk on the lips in front of her.
Shasa quickly climbed onto the bed and straddled Nessa’s body on all fours. Her breasts hung very near the Celt’s mouth as she grabbed a strong hand and placed it on her own hip. “Both hands.” She whispered. And to her surprise, the Lord complied. She smiled her pleasure down on the Warrior. “I’m afraid my cunt is dripping on your cock, my Lord. I am dreadfully sorry, and don’t wish to be a burden, but I believe that you could probably… UHNGH!”
Shasa’s gasped as a sharp stab of pain hit. Her cunt was abruptly filled by the Warrior’s entire shaft, and an iron grip held her in place. She panted heavily as the pain rolled, and beads of sweat immediately formed at her hairline.
“I believe I can do whatever I want, my little bitch.” The growl was so low and calm, it surprised Shasa. The Celt had always been a lover on the brink of losing control, a characteristic that she had found oddly enticing, but she now had to admit that the calm in Nessa’s voice terrified her; she had never before seen this beast, and didn’t know what to expect. She turned wide, frightened green eyes to face a fate of her own making. Lord Nessa fed off the fear, and Shasa hated that she couldn’t hide the fact that she was truly scared.
The vice grip on her hips lifted her smaller body up, and forced her inner walls to release the large phallus until only the tip remained inside. Shasa groaned with a mixed sense of relief and loss, yet didn’t have time to reflect on it, as she was slammed back down the full length of the cock. She cried out, and loathed herself for it. She didn’t want to give the Lord the pleasure that she knew was being had at her expense, yet she couldn’t stop herself. Over and over again she screamed as the Dark Lord rammed her down that long thick organ.
Her screams ended, as pain yielded to pleasure, and primal moans escaped her throat. The sounds were those of an animal in heat, and Shasa’s ability to think and plot disappeared as primitive needs overwhelmed her senses. She began to pound her own cunt onto the Warrior, and she was quickly rewarded with brutal attention to her nipples.
Two large hands with such strong fingers, pulled, pinched, and twisted until Shasa again screamed. Suddenly, she felt teeth biting down, and was surprised to find that the Celt was sitting up. When that position change had happened, she didn’t know…but then again, she didn’t care. She continued to fuck herself on Lord Nessa’s cock, and reveled in the growling cruelty the Lord was inflicting on her breasts.
She came hard. Her back arched violently, ripping her nipples from the Lord’s attentions, and requiring the Dark One to grab hold of the bucking woman. Knowing that multiple orgasms were common for Shasa, the Celt easily flipped her off her cock and stood. Shasa clenched her eyes shut and curled into a ball at the sudden jarring, groaning pitifully. But seconds later, she found herself draped over the edge of the bed, ass high. Realization hit only a moment before she was split open.
Shasa’s scream pierced the ears of the very gods in heaven. Her asshole had taken the full length at once, without preparation, in a mighty thrust. And the Celt did not wait for her body to adjust to the assault, but heartlessly pummeled her. The slut screamed and screamed as she was skewered relentlessly until she thought she would pass out, then to her own surprise she came harder than she ever had before.
The Lord bellowed out, as her own passions crested, and Shasa moaned in pleasure as her impaled ass brought a mighty orgasm to the Warrior. Nessa slumped over her friend, and neither moved for several minutes. Then the phallus was slowly removed, bringing another wave of orgasms to the smaller woman.
The Warrior crawled onto the bed, and the slut followed. Both bodies, slick with sweat and their own juices, gasped for breath. When she had somewhat recovered, Shasa silently slid her shaking body down her friends, and waited. The Celt allowed the girl to remove her harness, and then stroked her cheek for a moment. Gray and green eyes met, and a comfortable love and understanding was present. Words sometimes just get in the way.
Nessa nodded in response to the unspoken request, tangling her fingers in the short red hair, and pulling Shasa’s head into position. Her tongue made contact with the Celt’s nectar and reverently lapped up the liquid fire. Shasa eyes closed, and she began to moan in earnest. The taste was so sweet, and she loved to bring this kind of pleasure to her lovers at the end of an eventful night.
A very skilled tongue patiently danced among the folds, swirling in the existing juices and teasing the cunt into producing more. Her full lips captured the swollen nub of pleasure, and sucked and licked, gently and methodically, until her friend moaned and moved beneath her. She dipped the tip of her tongue just slightly into the well of liquid fire, and swallowed it down with pleasure.
Shasa’s left hand moved down her own body, where she found a sopping wet clit. Positioning her hand firmly on the bed, she began to grind slowly against it. Her moans were muffled, but her body danced rhythmically and joined with the movements of her lover. Though both were utterly exhausted, they fueled one another with the sounds and motions elicited by the erotic dance. Together they moved until both stiffened and gave the last bit of themselves over to orgasm.
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End - 'Shasa's Arrival' - by Shasa, Ally, Nessa, & Killian