<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36359940</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:01:28.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crimson Velvet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Crimson Velvet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13685283628932566666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/amiragotk/15563791_l.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36359940.post-116527904116897301</id><published>2006-12-03T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T16:40:49.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I want you. You know that. You know how badly I want you. You feel it don't you? You enjoy having this power...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I want you like I have never wanted anyone before. This desire has consumed me. That amuses you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I can feel your lips on mine, down my throat, down my arm to my hand. I can feel your strong hands entwined in my hair. I can feel you becoming aroused, as you push me down to your bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I can see in your dark eyes how badly you want me to desire you, to worship you, to serve you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I do. I will. I am yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ripping my clothes from my body to expose what you know is yours for the taking. Pushing your hand against my mouth to muffle my screams. You like that I am frightened. Frightened of the unknown, of something different, of something dark. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My nails clawing your body, as you push your flesh into mine. Falling deeper into an abyss of darkness. I want to stay here in the dark..Forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36359940-116527904116897301?l=crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/feeds/116527904116897301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36359940&amp;postID=116527904116897301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116527904116897301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116527904116897301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/2006/12/darkness.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Darkness...'/><author><name>Crimson Velvet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13685283628932566666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/amiragotk/15563791_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36359940.post-116278714196674920</id><published>2006-11-05T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T20:29:33.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.belladonnasdarkgraphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y104/vampgoddess30/comment%20tags/leaning6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To Serve You..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Is My Obsession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36359940-116278714196674920?l=crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/feeds/116278714196674920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36359940&amp;postID=116278714196674920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116278714196674920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116278714196674920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/2006/11/obsession.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Obsession'/><author><name>Crimson Velvet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13685283628932566666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/amiragotk/15563791_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y104/vampgoddess30/comment%20tags/th_leaning6.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36359940.post-116249724841389905</id><published>2006-11-02T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T20:26:33.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6519/2285/1600/HNT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6519/2285/320/HNT.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would You Help Me Untie This?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36359940-116249724841389905?l=crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/feeds/116249724841389905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36359940&amp;postID=116249724841389905' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116249724841389905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116249724841389905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/2006/11/hnt.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;HNT'/><author><name>Crimson Velvet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13685283628932566666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/amiragotk/15563791_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36359940.post-116249791001050341</id><published>2006-11-01T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T12:05:10.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6519/2285/1600/blacklipsuc9.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6519/2285/320/blacklipsuc9.0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to feel your lips upon mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does my desire frighten you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you desire MY kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36359940-116249791001050341?l=crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/feeds/116249791001050341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36359940&amp;postID=116249791001050341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116249791001050341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116249791001050341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/2006/11/kiss.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Kiss'/><author><name>Crimson Velvet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13685283628932566666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/amiragotk/15563791_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36359940.post-116240099926716588</id><published>2006-10-31T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T09:11:53.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Your hands on my face&lt;br /&gt;in my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;around my throat&lt;br /&gt;around my waist&lt;br /&gt;sliding up my thighs&lt;br /&gt;between my legs&lt;br /&gt;causing pain&lt;br /&gt;bringing me pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36359940-116240099926716588?l=crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/feeds/116240099926716588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36359940&amp;postID=116240099926716588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116240099926716588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116240099926716588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/2006/10/hands.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Hands...'/><author><name>Crimson Velvet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13685283628932566666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/amiragotk/15563791_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36359940.post-116196785294354341</id><published>2006-10-26T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T09:53:59.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Crimson knew he would come to her in the night as he had so many times before. So when she felt the cool satin of the sheet being pulled down her body she was not surprised. She stirred slightly as he gazed upon her in nothing but the moonlight from the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did not speak as he moved to her side on the bed. He slid his hand over her breasts and up to her neck. Her breathing was heavier at the excitement of his touch. He leaned down and pushed his mouth to hers, and entwined his hand in the soft curls of her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tonight I'll own you once more." He whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulled out a set of nipple clamps and attached them firmly to her erect nipples causing her to wince slightly. Then he pulled her hair tightly around his hand and forced her on to her stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On your hands and knees!" He commanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She pulled herself up to her hand and knees, the weight of the clamps on her nipples excited her, and she knew that her pussy was becoming wetter and wetter in anticipation of is touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She felt his grip on her hair become tighter as her pulled her backwards on to his already prone cock. He pushed the head of his cock into her pussy and released his grip on her hair. He grabbed her by the waist, and forced her, hard, down onto him. She could feel the pain as he pushed into her repeatedly, each time harder than the last. She wanted to scream, but she knew he demanded silence, unless spoken to. She had been at the receiving end of his punishment for disobedience before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who owns you?" He shouted.&lt;br /&gt;"You do master." She moaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slowly pulled himself from her dripping pussy and spread her legs wider. He pushed her face down into the bed, and pulled her ass higher so that he could violate that part of her body next. He ran the head of his cock up her pussy and moved to slide into her ass. It started slowly, but deep. He pushed two fingers into her throbbing pussy while he rammed her repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You want it harder don't you pet? He hissed as he continued to finger her pussy while raping her ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As you desire master," She whimpered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulled his hand from her pussy and slapped her hard on the ass. Repeatedly with the rhythm of his pounding. Tears were streaming down Crimson's face, but she could feel her own climax building. She knew that if she were to climax it would only be with permission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I beg of you to let me cum Master." She whispered, forgetting her place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SILENCE!" He shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulled his cock out and pulled her onto her back by her hair furiously. He straddled her chest as her stroked his cock towards her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Open your mouth!" He demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crimson opened her mouth, tears still staining her cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He groaned loudly, as he came. Hot salty cum filled Crimson's mouth, and face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's a good little cum slut...now swallow it!" He chuckled as he ran the head of his cock along her chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crimson did as she was told and drank the last of her master in. There would be no climax for her tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He removed the nipple clamps, and gave her a light slap across the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let that be a reminder! Never speak to me unless requested!" He shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dressed himself and left satisfied that Crimson was, indeed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36359940-116196785294354341?l=crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/feeds/116196785294354341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36359940&amp;postID=116196785294354341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116196785294354341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116196785294354341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/2006/10/midnight.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Midnight...'/><author><name>Crimson Velvet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13685283628932566666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/amiragotk/15563791_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36359940.post-116178919637826954</id><published>2006-10-24T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T08:14:21.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Was It Only A Dream?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You came to me again last night in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you there in the doorway of my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Watching me touch myself. &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Did you like that? Did you like the way I played with my nipples? How hard I fucked myself? How wet I became at the thought of being possessed by you? How I called out your name as wave after wave of orgasm washed over me?&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it just a dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36359940-116178919637826954?l=crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/feeds/116178919637826954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36359940&amp;postID=116178919637826954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116178919637826954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116178919637826954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/2006/10/was-it-only-dream.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Was It Only A Dream?'/><author><name>Crimson Velvet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13685283628932566666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/amiragotk/15563791_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36359940.post-116171253252967381</id><published>2006-10-23T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T12:19:28.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Punishment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;"You've been a naughty girl!" He hissed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You must be punished, but how?" He mused as he twirled the leather flogger in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did not dare meet his gaze, because she knew better. She had recently disobeyed his instructions. Why? Did she wish to be punished? Her excitement grew at the thought of being flogged. Unfortunately for her, he knew that was her secret desire, but true punishment could not come in the form she wished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room was dark except for faint candlelight. As he blindfolded her, he ran his tongue along her neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You like that don't you, my pet?" He laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She heard the sound of chains, as he led her to a chair in the corner. The chains he used to bind her to the leather chair were cold on her naked body, but she did not mind. She was nervous. This was not like anything she had experienced before. She cold feel her nipple harden in the chilly air. She knew he was looking at her. She sat very still for a long time before she heard a door open, and someone enter the room. She smelled perfume and knew it was a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On your knees now!" She heard him command, and knew her punishment would not be as she had hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could hear him remove his clothing, and tell the mystery woman "Take it in your mouth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you like what you are hearing, my pet?" He spat in Crimson's direction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes master" she whimpered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's enough for now, beauty." He told the girl...then removed Crimson's blindfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;"Now you get to watch me own this beauty's body,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He commanded the girl to move to the bed on her knees facing away from him. He then bound her hands in front of her and to the headboard. He positioned himself behind her as he grabbed a handful of her blond hair, and yanked it hard so that her chin was tilted upwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crimson could only watch as her master mounted the young girl and pushed his huge cock in her slowly. The girl's body shook as he pushed further and further into her. He was larger that most, and she was clearly not used to this. Tears began to stream down the young girl's face, as she started to moan. Was it pleasure, pain, or both? Crimson could not tell, but watching her master and knowing how he felt inside her, she felt her own excitement growing. She could not help but admire the beauty of the young girl's body as her master began to work her faster and faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He caught Crimson's gaze. "You want to taste a virgin my pet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crimson knew what her answer must be. "If it is what you desire of me master"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rammed his cock into the young girl's now soaking pussy a few more times before he slowly pulled himself from within her. As he commanded the girl not to move, He moved to stand in front of Crimson. She could smell the girl's juices, as he parted her lips to push himself in her mouth. She could taste faint traces of blood as she took him deep into her mouth. She closed her eyes and let him own her mouth. She loved the feel, the smell and taste of her master's cock. She was becoming wet at all the excitement, and ached for his touch. It would not come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You like that too much!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He pulled from her mouth and stroked himself in front of her. He returned to the girl and unbound her hands from the headboard. He instructed her to kneel in front of Crimson, and bound her between Crimson's legs. He once again lowered himself down to position himself behind the young girl. He pushed himself quickly into the girl, as she whimpered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "Silence yourself or it shall be worse for you," He commanded to the young girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; He furiously pounded into the girl harder and harder with each stroke. Crimson could feel her own juices start to moisten the leather of the chair, as she watched her master take this girl so close to her. He could see that Crimson was excited by this and commanded the young girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "Lick her juices off the chair!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; The young girl did as instructed, as once again tears streamed down her face. He was coming close to climax and pulled from her once again. He stood to straddle the young girl, stroking himself to orgasm. He pushed Crimson's mouth open and shoved his cock inside in time for her to feel his warmth drain into her mouth. She drank him in until there was nothing left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Good little Pet" He moaned, as he pulled out and let the last drop drip down on Crimson's lips. He lowered his own mouth down to Crimson and gave her a bite that left her slightly bleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; He unchained the girl and led her out of the room. When he returned, he unchained Crimson, and pulled her to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "You'll not disobey me again will you, my pet? He quipped, as he tipped her chin up with one finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "No master" she spoke softly, careful not to meet his gaze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "Sleep now my pet, you'll need your rest"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; She knew her punishment was not complete...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36359940-116171253252967381?l=crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/feeds/116171253252967381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36359940&amp;postID=116171253252967381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116171253252967381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116171253252967381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/2006/10/punishment.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Punishment...'/><author><name>Crimson Velvet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13685283628932566666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/amiragotk/15563791_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36359940.post-116162880276164369</id><published>2006-10-22T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T11:40:49.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why do I desire you so much..perhaps it is because I can't have you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay in my bed each night wishing you were here, but you can't be. Instead you come to me in dreams. I see you there, watching me sleep. You don't need to speak, your eyes tell me all I need to know. I know your desires. I know your passions as they are mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am patient. I will wait, because I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; will&lt;/span&gt; have what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36359940-116162880276164369?l=crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/feeds/116162880276164369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36359940&amp;postID=116162880276164369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116162880276164369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116162880276164369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/2006/10/desire.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Desire...'/><author><name>Crimson Velvet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13685283628932566666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/amiragotk/15563791_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36359940.post-116136855862522410</id><published>2006-10-20T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T11:59:28.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I Have Secrets...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because I have secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because I have desires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because I can't tell anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36359940-116136855862522410?l=crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/feeds/116136855862522410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36359940&amp;postID=116136855862522410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116136855862522410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36359940/posts/default/116136855862522410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crimsonvelvet.blogspot.com/2006/10/because-i-have-secrets.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Because I Have Secrets...'/><author><name>Crimson Velvet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13685283628932566666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/amiragotk/15563791_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
