Inked Horse

a Sexy Tattoo Artist and a Gorgeous Model…

Saturday December 1st,2018 ,Vermont

It was a snowy day in Vermont, Arabella Fae, had just finished her work out.  Today the 5’5, curly hair, curvy and full figured bruenette did an hour long yoga session before her appointment with her tattoo artist, Jack.

Arabella walked up her amethyst stone staircase, up to her closet in her large master suite bedroom  She opened her marble wooden door, to her bedroom, where in the center stood a California king bed, it was encased with black satin sheets that had pink skulls etched all over. Beneath and around her, her glowing and sweaty reflection danced on her mirrored walls and black and white marble floor. She took a second and stared out her large bag window, the white see through curtain dancing in the wind, as the sun began to rise.

She moved away from the balcony entering the walk way to her walk in closet.

Beneath her tiny size 6 French pedicured feet, was a feathery pink carpet that brushed her sensitive soles.

She picked out a Five Finger Death Punch crop top and a pair of silken black yoga pants. She slid the top over her large DD breasts, clad in a lace and rhinestone black bra.

Her shirt showed off her plus size yet very toned stomach.

Her yoga pants hugged her hips showing off her thick muscular thighs and rounded apple curved ass.


Jack wiped down his chairs and table at his tattoo shop “The Brass Knuckle”.

The room had strings of amethyst in the door way that danced like purple lights. The room had white walls and lavender purple curtains. There were rose quartz geodes that glimmered upon the forest green counters.

Jack stood in the full size mirror looking at himself.

His giant, yet muscular and bulky body that bared tattoos everywhere, was suddenly hungry for a curvy babe to torment and tease. His eyes glistened Caribbean blue, his face masculine yet lonely, his eyes ached for a pair of gorgeous female eyes to beg him to stop.

He adjusted his black tank top and Ed Hardy blue jeans followed by black converse shoes.

Suddenly his phone rang she was here for her fire dragon tattoo they had discussed the other day when she came to his tattoo shop.

Jack came to the waiting room to bring her to his room.

She was the most gorgeous and pure being he ever sensed in his presence. Her midnight black hair spiraled down her back she had on a Five Finger Death Punch Shirt, and lovely yoga pants that hugged her large, round, Apple shaped ass. Arabella had on a pair of white Chanel stilettos.

Sure, she was a little chubby but she had a lovely toned belly and jaw dropping curves. Jack’s cocked instantly hardened.

Mmm yes she was delicious.


Arabella was absolutely captivated by Jack, his wolf like walk, gorgeous muscles, deep blue eyes, silky blonde long hair that seemed to canter in the wind as he walked. Jack was a work of art that her mouth and long French tipped nails wish to explore.

She was sure she heard a chuckle that sounded much like a horse nickering.

Arabella spent a good half an hour talking about life, love , her horse rescue career, and listen to Jack’s painful hand-fasting fairy tale that never happened. His fiancé had secretly fell in love with his ex-tattoo studio co-owner and left that night to wed him instead of Jack. He had never looked at another female again but this was different he was spell bound by Arabella.

Jack laid a satin sheet on the black leather chair and instructed Arabella to remove her shirt and bra.

Arabella had no issue doing this in front of him and he sat awestruck at her gorgeous nipples that had a opalite Stone piecing in each one.

She laid on the chair smiling at the way he stared at her soul and it was like his hands were exploring her body without actually touching her.

She went to stretch and yelped almost falling over. Jack couldn’t help but chuckle at her clumsy moment.

“Listen here Fabio, laugh at me again and I will give you a reason to be laughing in hysterics”, Arabella threatened playfully, her brown eyes upon Jack like a horse ready to charge.

“Oh? How do you plan to do that?”, Jack grinned tempting the Clydesdale inside her.

“I’ll tickle you into next week, stallion”, Arabella grinned. Wiggling her nails at him.

She was already awakening the Clydesdale and wild yet playful spirit that he thought he his years ago.

“I’ll get you back worse”, Jack grinned.

“Bring it!” Arabella laughed.

Suddenly Arabella pounced pinning him to ground.

Jack was taken aback by how fast she could move. Suddenly his hands were tied together to his chest and his feet in her lap.

Jack whimpered trying to move away.

Arabella was in her glory, like a wolf who had their first taste of their prey’s blood in their mouth.

She yanked off his shoes and socks when she caught him glaring at her.

“I’m not ticklish”, Jack grinned.

“So, you won’t mind if I try then?” Arabella asked. She wiggled one nail right above the soft, size 11 feet that were at her mercy, not yet touching his skin.

“One thing, do you have a tickle fetish?” Jack asked squirming.

Arabella blushes and then said “Yes I am a switch, and you?”.

“Hell yea! I do too I’m a switch”, Jack smiled.

Arabella smirked this time showing her white as snow canines.

“You said you’re not ticklish though so I suppose I may not have much fun tickling these piggies but I should find out anyway!” Arabella grinned.

She pried his left toes back and very lightly scraped at the exposed flesh below Jacks big toes.

Jack shut his eyes super tight the tickling so extreme it made him shiver. It seemed like an eternity of torment as her index nail through traced below his big toe the nail just grazing the skin.

When Arabella didn’t get a reaction she moved to the middle toes noticing how much Jack struggled to keep from laughing. It was starting to drive him mad when her two index nails scraped and plucked away at the middle toe skin.

Finally it brought him to his breaking point and Jack roared in laughter unable to handle her delicate fingernails stroking his sensitive stems.

By the time she hit the baby toe stem Jack was crying in laughter shaking his head side to side. He finally broke and begged for mercy.

“Alright fine, I probably should be nice”, Arabella playfully sighed cutting his restraints.

Suddenly her bare size 6 pedicured feet were in his lap.

“Let’s see how sensitive your toes are”, Jacked laughed. He held open her soft and delicious looking toes. He inserted his index finger and began scraping the flesh between her middle and ring toe.

Her reaction was instant she lifted her round ass off the ground and began letting out loud squeals and whoops of hysterical laughter.

Jack was in bliss he absolutely loved her laugh it was deep, throaty and completely sexy.

He went through the next set of two toes and was rewarding with screams and yelps. He decided to drag his 10 fingers up and down her creamy, silky arches.

He brought her to her breaking point this was there she begged for mercy.

Before he let her go she looked at him a bit scared but dying to tell him something that stirred in her eyes.

“You can ask me anything, I don’t judge “, Jack smiled.

“I’m a bit aroused”, Arabella confesses blushing.

“That would make two of us “, Jack grinned. He locked his door to his tattoo room grabbed a pair of cuffs from the closet and restrained her laying down spread eagle. Arabella was now only clad in her birthday suit.

Her skin was already glowing with sweat now showing muscles that were coming through her tummy and her sex smelled absolutely heavenly. He needed to taste her.

“Are you sure?” Jack asked

“Yes, I consent”, Arabella purred.

He bent down above her like a wolf over his catched dinner. The hooved beast in him galloping and rearing it’s head. He wanted to mount that fine mare a woman.

He licked her lower lip, tiny circular laps of pleasure that sent chills down her spine.

Arabella bucked her hips.

“Naughty woman!” Jack exclaimed, squeezing and pinching her hips tickling her right to very bones. He was reward rewarded with squeals of laughter. His stomach muscles clenched in pleasure everything she did drove him to the brink of release.

Her mouth found his highly sensitive ear she took his earlobe into her mouth nibbling her teeth just lightly pinching the lobe while her tongue massaged the skin.

It was all Jack could take he kissed her fiercely yet gently, and hungrily unzipped his pants and sliding himself into her moist, soft, and tight vagina.

They rode each their smiling never taking a second to stop kissing the feeling of her skin on his and vise versa send a thunderstorm of pleasure and a tornado of release crashing through them.

Jack untied her slipped on his clothes and grabbed the tattoo machine and ink.

“How about that tattoo now?” Jack offered.

“Ink me up baby”, Arabella whispered.

When it was complete the black Celtic fire dragon tattoo was so realistic it was like it was rising up out of her skin and curling at her hips and ribs.

It was the one of the finest pieces of work Jack had ever created.

The End.

How Did I Let Myself Go?

Sunday Reflection Blog

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking and brain storming…and I am shocked at how much weight I’ve gained.  More than that I’ve really went off the deep end, looking up plastic surgery, looking up how I should look for a video or just in general,I realize it now…

I can’t stand my stomach or my flabby arms, I can’t stand that I don’t look or feel beautiful, I want to change my health and change my life.

Also wanting to be in better shape for tickle and BDSM play is kind of important.

So here’s more updates:

My trip to Ohio did not happen,  I moved back home, I broke up with my ex of four years, which has broken me up inside more than I thought.

With Christmas time around the corner it is painful seeing Hallmark movies, though they do bring me joy and hope that one day I will connect with the pagan male I dream of.

I know this is going to take time, blood, sweat and tears, but I also know that I do love myself inside enough to know I am worthy and beautiful and deserve to feel good.  I am blessed with my intuitive and healer abilities and I know it is time work on those as well.

I am ready and open to better my life,














Feathered Pleasure

The Tickle Fetish World

Today I wanted to come out and share with you a fetish that I am well versed in which is tickling.

Not the Same Kind of Tickling…

You probably are thinking is this the same ticking that we do with our friends? Or that our parents did to us?

In short, the answer is no, fetish tickling tends to be more electrifying, and more of an adrenaline rush. Did I mention you can burn serious calories?

Tickling With an Edge

Tickling in the BDSM, and kink world is more intense and often it’s not just being silly, while it can be two people being funny, tickling sessions tend to be long, intense, and produce gut wrenching, hysterical laughter.

Tickling can be completely playful, or have an erotic twist. For some of us it can be a fun form of foreplay, or others it is apart of sex. There’s also people who have a mild foot fetish and love tickling feet. It can also be used in the form of punishment if a submissive doesn’t behave, or if a ticklee(person being tickled).

Tickle Lingo

Here are a few terms to familiarize yourself with in the tickling world.

  • Tickler- person who is doing the tickling.
  • Ticklee- person being tickled
  • Switch-person who is the tickler and the ticklee they play both roles(me)
  • Stocks- device used to restrain the feet/toes, may the gods have mercy on your soul.
  • Safe Word- not just used in tickling but you will hear this a lot. This word is used when the ticklee cannot take anymore and is at their wits end.
  • Edging- a term used to be describe bringing someone close to orgasm and then switching to doing something else to keep them from releasing. Again, may the gods have mercy on your soul.

Good Tickles Vs Lame Tickles

Seems kind of harsh doesn’t it? In truth you need to be very careful about who you allow to cuff you up and go to town on your ticklish spots.

There are some ticklers merely just in it because it’s an excuse to touch the body.

Good Tickler

  • Gets to know you, they will typically be open to being your friend and holding a conversation that isn’t just tickling. They should want to get inside your head and get s feel for who you are and what makes you jump, squeal, laugh , yell, or knows what NOT to do for instance, some people are not open to erotic tickling and that is to be respected.
  • Aware of your heart beat, breath, and how well you can breathe. This may sound silly, or weird, but when you are in a tickle session your heart beat sky rockets, you will sweat immensely, and it takes a lot out of you and a good tickler will see this and give you breaks. We wouldn’t want you to pass out now would be?!
  • Asks if you need water. Along with the above statement your tickler should also be asking you if you need a water or drink every so often. Stay hydrated!
  • Balances the use of tools such as brushes, glosses, etc with the balance of using their bare hands.

The Tickler You Should Avoid

  • Will just message you on social media and go right into how they want to tickle you. A good tickler is aware of what makes you laugh and they aim to get a reaction out of you, versus, a tickler who just goes at you which can also be a safety issue, and even can lead to broken ribs, and other injuries if the tickler is being too rough.
  • Forceful and not in a playful way
  • Will not take no for an answer.

What Happens During a Tickle Session

You and your partner, will discuss limits, what’s okay and what’s not, if you want to be restrained or free, and then from there you two will agree on a safe word.

The session then starts afterward, do NOT tense, be relaxed it will make it more fun and comfortable for both of you. Don’t hold your breath, it’s okay laugh it out, we all know it won’t be long until you break into hysterical whoops of laughter anyway!

When the session is over your partner should check to make sure there’s nothing injured, and that you are indeed still breathing.

Then you both may do reflections they may ask how you enjoyed it, what you liked, what you didn’t like, and then you will be on your merry way, and may make another date for another session.

Energy Play

Mind Blowing Sex on a Spiritual Level

I thought I would write this post in order to discuss what exactly astral sex is and some basic safety tips and hacks.
By no means do I claim to be an expert these are just experiences and the advice I offer on them.

What is astral sex or energy play?
Astral sex or energy play is where your soul and someone else’s make love, kink, or play in the astral realms. This is a whole new experience if you have never done it you’re missing out! I personal prefer energy play before I meet a potential because it gives me a deeper connection which I need and require from anyone i have any interest in whether friend, kinkster, dom, or submissive, or seeking mentor ship from me.

Things to consider before you decide to astral:
Meditate before you play, seriously a calm relaxed mind is important you are after going to be connecting on a psychic level.
Balance your chakras BEFORE and AFTER you play- chakras are energy wheels they are important to balance because they can cause many blocks in your life and you would never know it also keeps your vibes, bright and strong. There;s so many benefits to a chakra balance.

SHIELD- keep your energy protected at all times by envisioning a shield around you, don’t forget when you in the astrals, there are many people and spirits best to protect yourself.

KNOW your partner, It’s vitally important you have a good feel for your partners energy before you even go to play, how will you connect otherwise? Get to know each other, and if most importantly, if something doesn’t feel right DONT do it.

Also I suggest a very basic 101 in psychic or empath development it is another important aspect to astral play and will strengthen your connection to not just you but your partner as well.

KNOW what you want and make it clear- if you want a sensual time playing you need to find a dom or play partner who can deliver this, if you know someone wants pain play and you don’t like pain they probably aren’t the astral partner for you unless they are also into sensual play and can leave it out.

Keep these tips in mind and you will have a lovely time.
Happy Mind fucking!

It’s 6 AM Healer!

How Reiki Created My Life, and Awakened Me!

A friend of mine awhile ago, was horsing around with me and starting tickling my big toe.  I was thrashing around like a wild child, then, he stopped suddenly and said I need to be careful I was spiritually dying.

For years I could not fathom what he meant!

It wasn’t until I found reiki at 23, that I had suddenly realized how “asleep” my soul had been all of those years.

At 23 I had become aware of my tarot card reading abilities and at that point I had starting really adoring the color blue. I began hearing the word “healer” at random times of the day.  Then one day when I did a deep meditation I had heard the word light worker and saw this gorgeous silver and gold light, at that point it caused me to feel dizzy and feel blinded even when I saw this in my meditation.

It was one day while watching a friend of mine live stream reiki that sudden my hands felt hot, and I felt this intense wave energy and awakening wash over me.

At 24 I had just lost a really good friend ,still to this day it is not known why, I take it as the universe has better plans in store! I had become awakened to my empath abilities because the day we stopped talking felt like all of my bones just exploded into a million little pieces!

The pain was so unreal I had become lightheaded standing in Walmart after talking to him on the phone,being in such shock that someone who I would spend countless hours with on the phone and Skype, suddenly had turned his back on me.

It was then I had learned only I could heal myself, only I could control how much pain I allowed myself to have or feel, and I could also control my reactions to situations.  OF course I still needed some work.  Don’t we all on this path of awakening?

I then began studying reiki, and became certified in animal practitioner reiki first, I fell in love. The second I began aligning and balancing my chakras I felt peaceful, alive, beautiful in a way that words and emotions cant quite describe. I found my deep and powerful connection to animals, I knew since I was six that I had a divine connection to them, and being able to heal with reiki is one of my soul’s true callings.   I also discovered my abilities to connect with other’s animal totems and animal spirit guides, as well as people’s pet’s that are both living and crossed over.

Reiki has also allowed me to let go of what does not serve me, that means relationships, I left my 10 retail job so I can work full time as a reiki master and tarot reader and it has brought me so much and the journey of spiritual entrepreneurship is just starting for me.

It’s helped me to develop a deep bond and love for myself, it also has helped me raise attention be being careful of who I allow and disallow in my life. I’ve became more consciously aware of every situation and choice I decided to make,

I have grown a deep spiritual respect for every person even tho angry, sad, or lost, or anything else. I now know how to understand that everyone is going through a conflict and any conflict can be over come, with gentle healing and a support system.

It’s also helped me speak my inner truth and knowledge that I carry with me, from other lives I have lived in the past.

Reiki has allowed me to explore and become comfortable with sensuality and sexuality.

Reiki has added so much vibrancy to my life, if you don’t want to become a reiki master at least try a session I promise you won’t be disappointed!

The Ways of Kinky Fuckery

Tips for Easing Yourself Into The BDSM and Fetish Community

First let me start out by saying I am by no means an expert in this field I am just here to share my experiences with you.

Before you go hopping into suspension from the ceiling, or getting whipped a bunch of times read these tips,

  • RESEARCH– I can’t tell you how many women I have met who said their experience was “not fun”, “boring” or unsatisfying.  The reason why that may happen is because either you haven’t researched a fetish at a deeper level.  If you are interested in a specific fetish or kink it is essential to research a lot BEFORE you even think to try it.  There are also many different terms, meanings, and vocabulary again this is why research is needed you really have to understand what you are getting yourself into before going into a play session.
  • KNOW YOUR HARD LIMITS-  one of the most important things when it comes to ANY and I do mean ANY relationship with anyone in the BDSM or fetish world is to know what you DON’T want to try or do.  It is also important to know what you want from the person.  Do you want a dom?  Are you looking to add some spice to your marriage or bedroom? Know your hard limits and stick to them.
  • SAFE WORDS ARE MANDATORY-    at the point in time because you are so new or not sure of how much of a kink you like, the intensity, the pressure, the emotion, etc, it is really important to have a safe word you and your play mate agree upon.
  • EVERYONE Has a Place- in the fetish community everyone has a place and it is respected, provided you find the right people, and you take caution with those you do converse with.  The fetish community is typically non judgmental and you kind of have to be in this community with an open mind.  There is a kink for everyone I promise!
  • Join an Online Fetish Community or Kink App- another way to establish yourself and get yourself into to amazing world of kink, is to join an online community or app, most of these allow you to post any picture you want so discretion is not a worry!  I recommend “Fetlife” for websites and the Whiplr app for iphone or android.  I will write up a segment and review on Whiplr in future posts.  Both communities allow you to reach out and get know others, you can select what you are seeking, whom you are, your kinks, your hard limits and more.

Whether you like having your feet tickled, or being spanked over a handsome hunks knee, or everything in between, I hope you find grand pleasure and life long friendship and support.


Absinthe and Winter

Monday October 31,2021 Absinthe and Winter Dungeon Club,

Salem, Massachusetts

Ember Fae was nursing her martini glass full of absinthe watching her friend Anna, step up to the domination and exhibition ring. Anna clad in a denim crop top, long ringlets of blonde hair, and daisy dukes. Anna definitely was the typical preppy, pretty woman, except she was smart, sneaky, and had a quick tongue and a morbidly awesome sense of humor. Looks were deceiving if you didn’t know her, you would have never known that classy was only a look. On the inside, Anna was a wild child who loved kink galore.

Ember chose to be more discreet only selecting a very few men to share her love of kink with, she was so empathic and it became too emotional for her to get close.

Ember’s green eyes followed the curves of Anna’s hips, ass and ribs. She watched her body glistening with sweat and sex.

Ember wiped the alcohol that was accidentally spilled on her black lace corset when suddenly she felt a hand on her sun kissed shoulder, causing her to jump, obviously started.

Adrian Synke looked into her eyes, an intense flood of sensuality, warmth and desire ripped through Ember’s eyes.

Ember could not breathe looking into Adrian’s eyes that were a deep royal blue, with flecks of icy white and blue lightning through them, caused her to forget her name for a bit.

Adrian flashed her a huge grin and gently placed an amethyst piece into her palm, her skin was smooth and soft not even a hint of dry skin everywhere.

He leaned over her shoulder, his six foot three figure hoovering over her, long black hair tickling the base of her exposed neck, as her Starburst red hair was tied up in a messy, and elegant bun.

“If you want to see a different side of the play, press this piece and chant my name inside your head three times”, Adrian whispered his beard teasing the skin on her gauged ears.

Ember shivered letting out a small child like giggle before rubbing her ear.

Adrian sensed that might have been the first time in years she truly laughed or let any sort of guard down, and he was not about to admit to anyone even himself, that her laugh was simply adorable.

Ember walked down the hall to where she thought she saw Adrian go, she held the amethyst in her right hand.

“Adrian, Adrian, Adrian“, Ember chanted in her mind.

Suddenly, a set of gentle, sensual fingers were trailing across her hip bone and trace up along her core muscles around her belly button ring, brushing the fabric of her black lace and velvet corset, to the waist band at the curve and dip of her hips.

Upon the lower bare flesh of her lower back, she felt a tall male figure, warm, like a fireplace on a cold Winter’s night. Adrian’s core muscles and back muscles clenched hungrily, wolf like. She could have sworn from the corner of her eyes she saw a large Black wolf, with golden green eyes staring at her right combat boot. Crazier than that, she could have sworn she saw a brown wolf looking up at her and then at the wolf she caught from her peripheral vision.

“So I see you are ready to play”, Adrian whispered, kissing up and down Ember’s neck before tracing a triquetra, at the base. He grinned feeling her chakras clear and then balance and she melted into his touch. He was glad she decided to play, because, even if it were for a night, the honor of being in the presence of an exquisite animal healer as herself, and even more so an amazing druid, and beautiful, kind lone brown wolf.

“Why are you thinking of wolves?” Ember suddenly burst out in shock, was she hearing his thoughts?

“Oops”, Adrian smiled at her blushing, he grabbed her, his bare shoulder which had the triquetra tattooed on it, he held her in a fire mans hold taking her into a dark room.

Before she could protest, he opened the door turned on the light and Ember suddenly stood there awestruck by what she saw.

She expected the room to be some kind of BDSM dungeon. Ember couldn’t have been more wrong.

Inside the room was a single queen sized mattress, it was not on a box spring, rather clad in silk sheets white as the snow.

“Do you trust me?”, Adrian whispered over her collarbone, standing and facing her, brushing his face and beard across her neck, collarbone and chest. The gesture reminded her so much of a wolf, and suddenly at the deepest, most emotional part of her soul that she thought she had hidden, a wolfish growl escaped her lips mixed with a “yes”.

Adrian gazed into her eyes for a moment and then gently pushed her backwards onto the mattress. He blindfolded her, tying her arms over her head and her feet spread out.

“Mmm, a fan of kink, too, I see. Just know, I’m not usually a fan of being the submissive so this is your lucky night wolf boy”, Ember teased, licking his right nipple slowly as he kneeled over her.

Adrian gasped and then pinched her right nipple quickly, grinning as she let out a pup like yelp.

“Better be nice. This wolf will make yours howl for mercy.”, Adrian growled, removing her corset and revealing gorgeous breasts, a lovely well toned core and beautiful hips that made a sexy bridge leading to more sensual areas.

He had already removed her black leather pants and lace panties. She lay there naked, nervous and very much aroused.

“Oh, I dare you sir.”, Ember taunted.

” I do play a little differently. I will be touching you only through astral travel. This means the only part of you I am dominating is your spirit and your astral energy, it is more intense than physical play. Do you consent?”, Adrian asked.

“Yes, sir, I consent”, Ember said. She loved the blindfold and the dragon’s blood incense she could smell burning. She felt Adrian place what felt like a warm, wet, stone upon the top of her head between her eyes, the throat, her chest, her stomach, right above her vagina, and right at the bottom her feet and legs. She felt his hand caress her face down her neck, lightly tracing her collarbone, down her core, to her hips and then she didn’t feel his physical presence.

She heard beautiful tribal and Celtic instrumentals playing quietly, the smell of jasmine, wind, thunder and lightning haunting her senses. Suddenly she was miles away where she saw Adrian clad in black boxers waiting for her on the snow white canopy bed. She made her way to him only to realize he had her pinned under him.

Her hands caressed his ribs, his stomach muscles, and slowly stroked the under side right below his navel causing his erection to grow firmer. She kneeled before her green eyes flickering with gold flecks. She licked up and down each core muscle before tracing the rim of his navel. Adrian’s blood heated up, spirals of ecstasy whirled around him and his energy danced with hers.

She gave his erection several long licks up and down repeatedly. It was not long before he was about to explode. He grabbed her, tossing her onto the mattress. She looked around seeing the walls made of gray stone, the window in the room she was in show cased an ocean almost as blue as Adrian’s eyes.

She brought her gaze back to Adrian where he stared at her. His eyes now gray, hungry, full of desire, and in the moment wanting only her. He placed his knees on either side of her hips.

He kissed her passionately, gently inserting his finger inside of her, stroking the tip of her clit and then all the sudden pausing. It was the most aggravating feeling in the world and it enraged Ember.

“Beg me, tell me how you badly want me to tongue fuck you into next Samhain”, Adrian whispered never moving his finger inside her, she writhed her hips.

“PLEASE sir I beg you please fuck me with your tongue and cock”, Ember begged heavily breathing.

“Good girl, here’s your reward”, Adrian grinned while his finger drew circles around her clit. His tongue slid in and out of her tight vagina, she grabbed onto the sheets, and right before she was able to cum, he stopped again.

“Not so fast, sexy woman”, Adrian smirked. She was already so scarily ravaged and exhausted and suddenly, he chained her to the wall, the ocean breeze caressing her skin. His hips met hers he began to slowly thrust in and out with his cock, then began to stir tiny circles, steadily making larger ones larger circles while inside her. Every second was absolute, delicious pleasure. Ember screamed out his name, finally releasing. She saw her run with him through a forest. She was a brown wolf chasing and playing with his midnight black wolf that had a small white diamond of fur at the top of his head. They sat at the edge of a cliff howling at the full moon while she took in every thought, every dream and desire.

Adrian saw the most beautiful soul he had the honor of seeing in a long time. He saw her cantering through a field with a beautiful Friesian draft horse. He then saw her performing energy healing on sickly animals, training horses and wolves to trust people again, among other creatures as well. He saw the lover, the dancer, the healer, the mother, and the woman dedicated to animals. She was the most beautiful storm of a woman he’d ever known.

Suddenly, Ember awakened focusing back into the room Adrian brought her in, she was shocked to see that other than hoovering over her, Adrian had not even physically touched her.


Ember took a shower that night, rinsing off the residual energy, and hints of whatever kind of energy sex she had. She went to go to the kitchen to make tea discovered her friend Anna waited at the table.

“Girl you were out like a light after that absinthe”, Anna chuckled…

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