Kindred Spirit Lodge Presents
The One
by Shasa, Alison, killian, & tris
March 12th~15th, 2002
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(Part 1 - Shopping) --
Shasa makes her way to the counter of the shop, whips out a list and addresses the formidable Ikarias..."I'd like a Klancy's fancy, an 'I heart Klancy tee shirt' in butch sleeveless (I'll cut off the tummy myself), a 'Spank Me, I'm Killian' silk panties...in red please, an Alicat's pitterpat, an assortment of Freya's Floggers...you can never have enough floggers, a Whippah Grippah, and a Rach's Raunchy Riot Grrls Calendar.... please."
She leans forward and kisses Ikarias soundly. "Lovely shop." She leaves her list on the counter and turns on her heel to leave, calling over her shoulder: "If you could have your sales ass deliver it all to my room, I'd be much obliged.... and don't worry, I'll tip her." Shasa then turns back and smiles fully. "And I assume that if I have any problems whatsoever with the merchandise, that you will help me until I am a completely satisfied customer?"
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Killian wrapped and bound the packages with ribbon. What colors are Shasa’s? My poor addled brain cannot recall. Will she become dissatisfied by my forgetfulness? Sigh. I will go with gold--nothing usually beats gold. I hope she is kind enough to realize she is our true first client. Perhaps if I threw in a full size snicky for her leisure. And an "Icky will licky if you don't be-have" fleece jacket. Shasa of all lodgers ought to enjoy that one.
The sweet asses trooped up to Shasa’s room, tri in tow, carrying a wide assortment of boxes.
"What if she doesn't like them?" tri whispers concerned.
"Well, I guess we stay until she is pleased then, lass. Retail is a whole new world for you I know me sweet one. I hope you don't get corrupted too much by how far some must go to please the public.
"Everything should be ok, and I am sure the chilled champagne, for our first costumer ought to go along way in pleasing the Lady Shasa. Let's keep our fingers crossed Tris."
Killian knocks on the heavy oak door using a Spanish brass knocker found from a ship run aground in Lake Kindred some years back. They waited.
(Shasa, killian, & tris)
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(Part 2 - Shopping, by Shasa) --
Shasa opened the door to her room to find not one, but two lovely lasses waiting with numerous boxes balanced precariously in hand. A delighted smile graced her features, and she ushered them both inside. She led them across the room to the bedside.
“Please unload everything on the bed—quickly, before you drop them!”
A necessary statement indeed, as Tris’ stack of boxes began to tilt and slide. Several items tumbled, but all bounced safely on the cushions of the large bed. The lass looked up with fearful eyes, but was met with an amused expression and sweet laughter.
Shasa took Tris’ hands and squeezed them while giving her a quick wink. “Don’t worry.” Then she turned her attentions to Killian, who had just finished carefully placing her items down.
“It’s good to see you again, Killian! I’ve not had the opportunity to thank you for such a wonderful room, and beautiful green robes!” Shasa quickly approached, grabbed and hugged the startled woman, then gestured nonchalantly at the packages covering half the bed. “Tell me, did I order all this? It seems so much!”
Killian mentally slapped her head. Green! That’s her color! How could I forget when her eyes slice through me? Shasa quirked an eyebrow at the unresponsive lass, and Killian’s attention abruptly snapped back to the question.
“Ah! No, you didn’t order everything here. You see, as our first customer, we took the liberty of adding a couple of complementary gifts to your purchase. May I show them to you?”
Shasa tried to hide a smirk. “Oh, please do!” Shasa sat in a cushioned straight-back chair and crossed her legs.
While Killian began to sort the numerous boxes, Shasa beckoned Tris to her and silently extended an invitation to sit. Tris accepted with a small nod and smile, and waited for long legs to uncross before settling into the warmth of Shasa’s lap. By the time Killian turned around with her treasures, Tris was quite comfortably tucked against Shasa’s body.
Killian took in the scene and seemed slightly surprised at how this change had occurred without her hearing. But nevertheless, she hesitated only a moment before presenting her gifts. The fleece jacket was displayed and then the chilled champagne, both of which were enthusiastically received by Shasa. Killian cleared her throat before presenting her final present as, “A full-size Snicky”.
Shasa lost her composure and snorted in an attempt to hold back her laughter. As several more escaped past the hand that had clapped itself tightly over clenched lips, she acknowledged the effort was futile, and completely yielded to the hilarity of the name. Shasa’s entire body shook with laughter, giving dear Tris quite a ride.
Several minutes later, Shasa was able to wipe her eyes and apologize for her outburst. “They are truly wonderful gifts, Killian. Thank you for your generosity…and make sure to thank Ikarias as well, please?”
Killian graciously nodded and asked if there was anything else they could do for the patron.
Shasa simply smiled.
*****
After letting both Killian and Tris wonder for a few moments what she wanted, Shasa gestured towards the remaining boxes on the bed. “I should like to see all of my purchases.”
There was almost a palpable sense of relief in the room, causing a wicked grin to form at the edges of Shasa mouth. She pinned Killian with her eyes and enunciated clearly, “Modeled for me.”
Shasa then turned her attention to Tris. A single hand moved to the back of the small one’s neck and pulled her gently towards waiting lips. A deep kiss followed. Slowly teasing, searching, tasting. As Tris moaned softly into Shasa’s mouth, the hand dropped to caress a swelling breast.
After her passions were well stoked, she ended the kiss and returned her vision to Killian. Killian stood still. Staring. Shasa frowned. “Was there something you didn’t understand, Killian? I want you to model my selections for me. You will get undressed and do so, immediately, please.”
Shasa turned back to the smoldering lips of Tris and whispered “murraichd” before claiming them once more. Her hands opened the blouse that she found a hindrance, and exposed the small but firm breasts to a direct assault. Tris unconsciously arched into the contact, and made no effort to stop Shasa from moving towards the ties of her britches.
Tris wanted to ride the cock she felt waiting impatiently in Shasa’s trousers. And to have Killian modeling there, watching her wantonly grind herself, and hearing her pleasure, excited the little wench even more. Tris began to help, and soon one of Shasa’s larger cocks was in her hand.
The knock at the door came quite unexpectedly. Shasa’s head snapped up in surprise, pulling a hardened nipple harshly. Tris cried out, and was quickly released. Shasa glared first at the door, then at the still-clothed Killian. Tris whimpered, as she wanted nothing more than to have her wet cunt filled. Killian stared from the door to her angered patron’s passion-filled eyes, but no one moved. The knock came louder.
Shasa swore and stood easily with Tris in her arms. She stormed past Killian towards the door, then thought better of it and lowered her “beautiful gift” to stand on her own. Tris’ displeasure was clear to see, and Shasa couldn’t keep from dipping her head to kiss those needy lips again while cupping the wench’s mound. Tris’ heat was strong, and her britches damp. Shasa’s jaw muscles stood out strongly as she gritted her teeth with the attempt to not ignore the door and fuck her on the spot.
The door pounded. Shasa growled, turned from Tris, and covered the remaining distance in record time. She threw open the door, erect and bellowing, “What the FUCK do you want?” before she acknowledged the identity of the visitor.
Dead silence.
Shasa’s eyes went wide, and her heart stopped beating. In panic, her eyes averted to the floor. But they could not remain there. She was already past her limit of desire. Green orbs very slowly traveled upwards...as did her lust.
Black leather pants clung tightly to shapely legs. A bag labeled, “The Kindred Spirits Sexxe Shop” tapped lightly against the leather casing of a well-muscled thigh. Shasa’s nostrils flared at the sight, her breath coming quickly. Purple silk with plunging neckline barely held the ample bosom in. Shasa’s cunt throbbed painfully. Finally, lust-crazed green eyes locked on large brown.
“Lady Alison.” Shasa’s voice was deep with barely controlled passion.
(Shasa)
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(Alison) --
Alison did not appreciate the welcome She had received. She looked at Tris and Killian, "Leave, both of you, now." Alison's tone carefully controlled anger. After Tris and Killian left Alison turned her attentions to Shasa.
Alison took Shasa's chin in one hand and held it firmly, "Now, lass, would you mind explaining to me why you spoke so to me? Here I thought you wanted me, and I am greeted with 'What the FUCK do you want?' Not a very good beginning, little warrior, and you will pay."
Alison wrapped one hand in Shasa's hair and pulled her in roughly, kissing her hard and deep. "I am waiting for your explanation, and it had better be good."
(Alison)
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(Shasa) --
Two bodies skirted through the doorway and retreated down the hall. The One walked calmly past Shasa and observed the state of the room, well aware of the predatory eyes that followed every sinuous movement. Turning back, she noted the door still stood open, and again brushed by Shasa to close it. She sat the bag on the floor and turned.
Alison took Shasa's chin in one hand and held it firmly, "Now, lass, would you mind explaining to me why you spoke so to me? Here I thought you wanted me, and I am greeted with 'What the FUCK do you want?' Not a very good beginning, little warrior, and you will pay." Alison wrapped one hand in Shasa's hair and pulled her in roughly, kissing her hard and deep. "I am waiting for your explanation, and it had better be good."
Shasa was momentarily dazed by the power of the kiss, and stammered. “Um…I, uh, didn’t realize it was you.” She again entertained the thought that Lady Alison had bewitched her.
“That’s hardly a good explanation.”
Shasa stood quietly and took a moment to recover and to study Alison. The woman was certainly beautiful, and the slut could see the strength lying just beneath her womanly figure. She liked control and obviously had the self-assurance necessary to maintain it, but she also…what was it? Ah…Shasa grinned.
“I don’t always greet company like that.” Shasa smirked. “Only the lucky ones.”
Alison eyes widened in anger at the audacity of the lass. “I would be very careful where you go with this conversation, lass.”
Shasa gave a single nod of acknowledgment before proceeding. “You know that I want you, Lady Alison. I’ve wanted you badly and in every way imaginable from the moment I saw you. And I will pay whatever price you deem appropriate for my appalling outburst.” Shasa grinned. “Quite willingly, actually. But since the dreadful deed is done, and cannot be undone, perhaps you’d grace me with an answer to my inquiry?”
An eyebrow elegantly arched.
“You know what I want.” Shasa spread her hands out and shrugged. “What do you want from me?”
Bedroom eyes lowered to the erect cock.
Shasa restrained her smile, and again gave a single nod. “As you wish, My Lady.”
She lowered her head slightly and kissed the full lips of the One. A myriad of colors exploded behind her eyes, and her control waned once again. Shasa pressed Lady Alison against the wall and eagerly devoured the flesh that she had waited so long for. There was no resistance, quite the opposite; the slut felt a powerful need emanating from the one she desired.
Shasa hungrily fed off of Alison’s mouth and throat, building the heat within them. It was but a moment before the silk shirt was loosened, and the Lady’s breasts were liberated from their confinement. Shasa stopped and stared. Her breathing quickened, and before she could utter a single word of reverence, her head was pulled sharply into those glorious mounds.
Shasa’s lips immediately claimed and sucked one nipple with abandon, while she ministered to the other with strong fingers. The slut was beyond tenderness. She pulled, twisted, and pinched that nub of flesh until she heard the cries of the One. Then, she did not stop, but swallowed those cries as her mouth clamped onto the moaning orifice. Both hands kneaded the sensitive tits until they were rock hard, and the breath of both slut and Lady came in gasps.
Lady Alison pushed off the wall, and guided the entwined bodies to the bed. Boxes flew in all directions as the pair fell onto the mattress. Hard cock ground against leather-covered mound, as they moved together in lusty rut. Shasa finally pulled back and locked molten green eyes to half-lidded brown before letting them rake down Alison’s beautifully feminine body. She had to have her NOW. The slut ripped off her own shirt and tore at the Lady’s britches.
The pussy that greeted her eyes was wet and open and waiting, and Shasa did not hesitate. She mounted the One who had teased her, and took what had been denied her, with an unforgiving thrust of hips. Lady Alison cried out as she took the full shaft of the large phallus within her, and then spread her knees wider to try to accommodate its size. Nails dug into Shasa’s back, and the slut felt her first moment of joy.
Shasa balanced her weight on her forearms, and pulled all but the head of her cock out of Lady Alison’s sweet cunt, then gradually pushed completely within again. Over and over again, Shasa moved in and out of the Lady, at a maddeningly slow pace. She watched the gorgeous face transform from pain to pleasure to frustration; the sensuous sounds from cries to moans to despondent groans. Only then did the slut speak.
“Lady Alison,” Shasa’s hips moved slowly forward, “I think it was quite cruel of you to leave me wanting you for so long.” She pulled slowly out. “I think I’ll be kinder.”
Shasa thrust hard and deep into the beautiful One, eliciting a cry that was both a mixture of pain and satisfaction. Shasa drove her cock mercilessly into Lady Alison, pounding the full length of her shaft against the confining walls of her pussy. Alison’s back arched to meet the jarring strokes, and the sight of the large breasts flailing fueled Shasa’s need.
The Lady moaned and thrashed under the assault; the slut growled and gave herself over to her animalistic desire to fuck. Everything vanished from Shasa’s vision. The fucking of Alison was all there was. The relentless pounding of her cunt was all she loved. Driving deep, and hard, and long; hearing her moans and cries and pleads to gods. Knowing it was her cock that brought such profound cruelty to some, such magnificent ecstasy to all.
Alison’s moans changed to shortened gasps of sound that became louder and louder with every thrust. Shasa felt the widely spread thighs begin to quake beneath her, and watched as strong hands grabbed fistfuls of bedcovers. Shasa slid her fingers down and stroked the One’s engorged clit as she pounded her pussy.
The screams of release echoed on and on…
(Shasa)
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(Alison) --
Slowly, Shasa pulled from the One and removed her new favorite toy. Alison lay there for a bit, trying to remember how to breathe, and holding the lass close. "Has been a good while since I’ve been taken like that little warrior, and I must admit you do it well. There is, however, the small matter of you paying for your disrespectful greeting of me at your door. Had you not been as good as you were I would go much harder on you, but I give credit where credit is due." The smile on Alison's face spoke volumes.
Alison rolled, took the little slut's wrists in her hands, and held them above Shasa's head; she kissed her deeply and hard, making sure Shasa knew whom the warrior here was. "Are you ready to accept your punishment?" Alison ground one knee against Shasa's very wet center and had to smile.
Shasa's eyes met Hers, "I am ready to accept whatever punishment you deem appropriate Lady Alison." The lusty tones came through loud and clear.
Alison rose and indicated Shasa should follow. The One lead her vic…her little warrior…under the wonderfully placed chain and pulley, and secured Shasa's wrists, pulling them above her head; between her legs, Alison secured a spreader bar, spreading Shasa's legs out wide. "I have to say you do look lovely like that." Alison kissed her roughly as she slipped a blindfold over those magnificent green eyes, plunging the little slut into darkness.
The One turned and made her way to the door. She opened it, and shut it, and stood there watching Her prey try and figure out what was going on. It didn't take long before Shasa began squirming. Alison was tempted to leave her like that for hours, but decided that would be mean—and Alison did not want to be mean to the lass.
Quietly, Alison reached into the bag she had gotten at the Sexx Shoppe and removed a most wonderful purple leather flogger. She walked around and around the lass, tracing little patterns on her skin with her nails, watching as the slut squirmed to no avail. "Squirm all you wish. You have earned this, and you know it." Lady Alison began softly dragging the flogger over Shasa's skin, teasing her, watching as the little slut's nipples grew hard as she swept the flogger across her breasts.
Alison slipped a hand between open thighs and smiled at the wetness she found there. The One could not resist giving each nipple a firm tug, eliciting a moan from Shasa. Alison walked behind Shasa and laid the flogger firmly upon Shasa’s well muscled back. Over and over it kissed the flesh before her, and over and over she heard what she had hoped to—the little slut liked it...a lot. Alison used no particular rhythm, and varied the force of her strokes; some fell like a soft breeze, others landed hard against the skin. Suddenly Alison brought the flogger up between Shasa's legs, the tips stinging the slut's wet core. She watched as Shasa jumped and cried out.
Time and again, Alison laid the leather against the slut's back and was rewarded with sounds straddling that fine line between pain and pleasure. Shoulder to ass, the leather thudded over and over; crimson was such a good color on the slut. The One stopped and pressed her body against Shasa's, feeling the heat of Shasa's back radiating against her breasts. Alison stepped back and raked both sets of nails firmly down the little warrior's back, and across her ass. She then smacked both hands against Shasa's ass firmly, the sound seeming to echo off the walls.
Alison could see the wetness glistening on open thighs, and felt it as she roughly pushed three fingers deep into the slut. Curling them slightly, she stroked hard against that sweet, sweet spot inside. Leaning in, Alison placed her lips close to Shasa's ear. "Tell me, little warrior, what you wish. If you don't, I shall stop and leave you hanging here until it pleases me to release you."
As the One spoke, she began stroking Shasa's clit with her thumb as her fingers drove deeply inside the little slut's wet, open, steaming-hot core.
(Alison)
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(Shasa & Ally) --
Shasa’s body and mind were in a state of overloaded bliss. Her head lolled in the foggy paradise that she held within her soul, the One having administered an intoxicating blend of pain and teasing that had granted her admittance. Now the Lady was calling her back, in the most pleasing of ways.
The sudden penetration into her throbbing cunt nearly made Shasa scream. She clenched her teeth and struggled to regain control of her desire, but the Lady was driving her faster than she could recover. Alison moved within her, and Shasa gasped, desperately trying to recapture her sense of equilibrium. But her strength could not be found.
The One then delivered the fatal blow; she gave her an ultimatum, accompanied by the most intense pleasure. Shasa’s listened to her own voice betray her. “Please, Lady Alison,” Shasa pleaded, “Please…I’m begging you…for your mouth…and your tongue…while you fuck me.”
(~Shasa Jin Umi)
*****
"There’s something about the sound of a begging wench that is so sexy, my little warrior. Part of me wishes to hear you beg for a long time, but..." Alison's words were cut off as she slowly, firmly sucked Shasa's clit deeply into her mouth; tapping her tongue against it, as her fingers moved in and out of the little slut.
As quickly as Alison began, she stopped, and retrieved the very toy Shasa had used on her. Slowly, very slowly, the One drove the phallus deep inside of Shasa, smiling as she heard the little slut moan loudly from it. Alison began pumping the phallus in and out of Shasa's dripping wet cunt. Her tongue flicked rapidly against Shasa's hard, throbbing clit; occasionally sucking it deeply into her warm, wet mouth, her teeth grazing its sides.
Hard and fast, Alison drove the toy inside of Shasa, grinding it into her at the end of each stroke. Just as soon as Shasa picked up the rhythm, Alison changed it. She went slowly and deeply, pulled almost all the way out, then slammed it back inside of the little slut. The sounds coming from Shasa, was music to the One's ears. Licking, biting, sucking and fucking, the One drove the slut higher and higher, her moans and cries filling the room.
(~Lady Alison)
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Shasa cringed as she heard herself referred to as a wench. Not that there was anything wrong with being one, but it was a label her ego resisted. That resistance followed the traitorous path of her body and voice, abandoning her as her sex was enveloped with the wet heat of the Lady’s mouth.
Shasa groaned at the contact, and felt her pussy surge towards Alison, demanding more. Strong fingers pumped her throbbing cunt, and pleasure rolled over the slut in waves.
When the Lady pulled away, Shasa nearly cried out in anxiety. Then she was filled by what could only have been her own cock. It was the largest in her collection, and forced Shasa to exceed her limits. But the One pushed deeply within her, and the slut could not stop the moans and gasps from passing her lips…nor did she try.
Her tits throbbed, and expressed their discontent by sending delightfully painful pulses to her cunt. Her clit was sucked and licked by that glorious mouth and tongue, and Shasa’s pussy danced under the assault. Always…wanting…more.
Every time Shasa felt her orgasm approach, Lady Alison pulled back until it dissipated. Shasa’s frustration mounted. She wanted to cum so badly! She had been tortured long enough, and hated the desperation she felt spinning out of her control. She thrashed against the bonds that held her hands, her strong torso only able to move her body an inch or two.
The One responded to the movement by slamming the full length of the phallus into her cunt, over and over again. Shasa cried out and thrust her hips forward, trying to swallow the Lady whole. She could take it no more. “Oh, Gods! Please, Alison! Please!”
The Lady moaned at the sound of the begging, and removed her mouth from Shasa’s engorged clit. Shasa nearly wept, then suddenly found her vision restored. Clouded green eyes looked down her own quaking body to see Alison’s brown ones watching her with undisguised lust.
Alison kept her visual lock, and once again began to fuck the slut. This time, she allowed Shasa to finally claim the rhythm, and watched as hips and cunt worked together to bring the much-needed orgasm. The Warrior increased the tempo, then the force of her thrusts, and Shasa showed her pleasure with moans of ecstasy.
Soon, Alison was pounding into Shasa as she thrashed. Louder and louder were her cries, teetering on the edge of bliss, yet unable to crash over it…until the One thrust the cock fully within her, grabbed her ass, pulled her close, clamped onto her clit, and devoured her.
Shasa’s world exploded.
(~ Shasa Jin Umi)
******
The One held tightly to the screaming slut, until the bucking hips slowed and calmed with the passing of the intense orgasm. The Lady gave Shasa's center one final long, slow lick, causing a shudder to go thru the slut.
Alison removed the bar, kissed her way up Shasa's body, kissed her sweet lips again, slowly and deeply, and undid the wrist restraints. Alison carried Shasa to the bed and lay her down gently upon it, then took the little warrior in her arms and held her tightly. Neither spoke. There was no need.
(~Lady Alison)
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The End - 'The One' - by Shasa & Lady Alison, plus Killian & tris