Anthologies of Alastair Darkmoon & Madam Chaos

Some Light Bondage

M: You'd be in the master room with me where I would uncomfortably stare at you

A: Are you going to be straddling me and uncomfortably staring or laying on your side staring cause I'm gonna come close to your face and lick you 😂😂😂

M: You?! Lick ME?! Mmmm, that seems bass-ackwards. I call shenanigans.
I'm going to uncomfortably stare at you from the opposite corner, while you try to fight off a drug-induced sleep..... then I'm going to lick you all over

A: Are you gonna come closer every time I close and open them, you're just slightly closer than you were, me thinking it's a dream till I feel something licking me.

M: Closer each time, yes, but also in a different spot so it's like a dream with nightmarish aspects. The only warning you'll get is a clicking sound I'm going to make right before I lick you

A: Am I tied to the bed with straps or are you super gluing me to the bed then lick me from head to toe, then cloning my dick for later

M: That's what the drugs are for so I won't need to do any of that. Unconscious..... & pliant. The clicking sounds are my teeth bc they want to bite but I pacify them with a quick lick.
You can try to fight it but you won't know what's going on, not really, as you try to make sense of the bleary images your mind is perceiving

A: Making incoherent noises, not knowing what's going or what's being done to me as bleary scenes make something up but don't know what's real or not, making the perfect science experiment.

M: Burning sandalwood incense to tickle your senses, to keep you slightly conscious, the warring states in your mind adding to your delirium. You may be pliant but not bc you want to be.

A: With a burning smell of sandalwood, a smell I recognize, still feeling unconscious but conscious at the same time, feeling a weird sensation of wet in places that I could feel a cool breeze

M: I lick & kiss your thighs, moving my way closer to your member. I lick the sides of your shaft before taking you in my mouth, loving the feel of you growing & hardening on my tongue. Your arm made a feeble attempt to do something, slightly lifting, before letting it fall back to your side.

I grab the Vaseline to coat your genitals, preparing them for the molding. Sounds are coming from you but I'm not quite sure if they're happy, mad, or confused. It still makes me smile

A: Getting sensations from your lick and kisses along my thigh, making your way to my shaft, feeling blood flow increasing to my member as you take it in your mouth. Trying to have the strength to lift my arm with all my strength, only lifting it a few inches before falling to my side again.
Feeling something rubbing on me, like a lube, coating my entire genitals. Trying to blurt out something coherent but nothing but muttering and sounds come out as you continue what you're doing.

M: Encasing your dick in a mold box, smiling from ear to ear, as I begin to pour in the silicone. When the liquid surrounds you, I look up to see you watching me, your brows pinched in confusion & wonder, lips slightly parted. Slow blinks, your brain still trying to figure out what's going on, if this is real or not.

As I finish pouring in the silicone, your leg twitches. I put a hand on it to still you. "Sssshhhh, it's ok. You're ok." I lay more kisses on your thigh to pacify you.

Having to wait for the silicone to set, I decide to busy myself with the rest of you, playing my nails across your chest, small sounds coming from you each time I ever-so-lightly turn my nails into your skin.

A: Looking at you with confusion as you pour the liquid, as if this is real or not. Feeling sensation in my leg as it twitches, laying your hand on it relaxes it, with you saying it's ok, sssssshhhhh. Sensations of nails across my chest, the tingling feel makes small sounds come from me, leaving little marks on me.