Mistress Ruby and Her Pet's Thread

[RubysPet]

Thank you my Miss, for all your loving kindness.

[Ruby]

Nathaniel, you are so very welcome.

[Ruby]

Began in Jade's thread:
http://www.bdsmlibrary.com/forums/sh...2660#post42660
in reference to a thank you she wrote to me.

Jade,

And I adore you. You are an amazing woman, taking everything challenge that comes your way at full force.

You were so good to my Nathaniel on the phone after he'd been a bit naughty trying so hard to please me. And I knew that like you, when you try to please Saracen, it was the thought, attitude and effort that counted.

Nathaniel and I had a big discussion about his punishment later. While I know that I can punish him at any time, like a good mom/domme/miss, I only want to punish him if he deserves it. T doesn't punish me. I'm devastated if he says I've disappointed him. Nathaniel was devastated and feeling like what he’d done was unforgivable. So I knew that I needed to both punish and forgive him. That by taking a punishment, it would alleviate his guilt.

That said, I can’t ever see myself punishing Nathaniel with any kind of harsh pain. If he wants a spanking, or I want to give him one, there needs be no punishment involved. That can be for our fun. Neither of us are into leaving bruises so punishing him in that way, would be punishing myself as well.

Teaching Nathaniel that he has a say in what we do and how far we go is an ongoing battle. If you had given him a punishment, even though you weren't his domme, in his old life, he would have had to follow through and accept it. That you held back, knowing I would take care of the punishment and how new our relationship is as miss and pet, was a true gift. For that I thank you. I also thank you for the complete unconditional friendship that we have and the ability to laugh and shop together. You rock.

Thank you for setting such a beautiful example.

Ruby
XXX OOO

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All, Nathaniel and I have agreed to post a bit about his first punishment. He and I have come to the conclusion that it's easier for me to punish him by taking away privileges then by giving him physical pain.

For those of you who want the details read on:

1. When Jade came to visit, I IMed Nathaniel and asked him how he would please his miss if he was with me. We’d been looking forward to this, cause Nathaniel so wanted to meet Jade and Crafty.
2. He proceeded to thrill us with a description that would cause any lady to have an immediate pussy meltdown.
3. Then I told him to stop.
4. He got a bit carried away and didn't, even after a few warnings. Yes, I know how it is when someone is busy typing and not reading, but I wanted him to be paying attention to me and he wasn’t.
5. I called him on the phone, chastised him and made him apologize to Jade. Yes, it was hard on both of them and me. As usual, he was an angel, too hard on himself and Jade spoke to him assuring him and reiterating gently what he’d done wrong.
6. Since I felt he needed further punishment and I didn't want to reward him with a spanking, I made him take off something that I let him wear. He had to go without it for 3 hours.
7. It was difficult for both of us.
8. At the three hour mark, he was allowed to put the item back on.
9. Later when I checked up on him, I wanted to make sure that he knew it was over and done with. That he had been punished and forgiven and that I wouldn’t hold his mistake against him. Mistakes happen.

Ruby’s philosophy on this one:
If you make a mistake, say your sorry if you mean it, if not ask for forgiveness.
If you are punished, take it with grace, beauty and control of yourself.
As the one giving the punishment or accepting the apology, do so in the same manner and don’t bring it up to use it against that person in the future. Cause nobody’s perfect.

[Ruby]

We finally got the webcams working!

What a pleasure to see my adorable Nathaniel, to reach across the miles and watch his eyes light up when I showed him just how much he turns me on. To watch him offer himself to me for whatever I desired.

Oh, Jade, I'm begining to understand just how much I've been missing. :-[

We're working on basic presentation postions so that when we slip into our roles of Miss and Pet, it's easier to begin our playtime. Next week, Nathanie's collar should be arriving and I can't wait to see him in it.

This morning, I was delighted to find this note in my e-mail: (Very private bits removed)

Date: Sat, 25 Jun 2005
From: Nathaniel
Subject: last night
To: Miss Ruby

I didn't think it was possible to love you anymore than I already did... but I was wrong.

Your luscious beauty was so devastating, that I just wanted to leap through the set and touch you so badly! You are so gorgeous, so desirable, that I am astounded you would find me of interest.

Like a fine wine, improving each year with the intricacies of experience, you have matured into a masterpiece to be savored with all my senses.

I close my eyes and you are there... I have my pick of which delightful part of my Miss I care to dwell on. Her magnificent breasts, so delightful in shape and texture, so wonderfully shaped, so responsive to the touch. Perhaps it might be her wickedly intriguing face, with it's bewitching green eyes, it's high cheekbones, so evident with her smiles, her luscious lips, and her deviously pointed tongue, so dexterous, so provocative.

Maybe it will be her delightful thighs, with their creamy texture, their smooth feel to my cheeks as I slowly work my way up their surface, worshipping them as I go, ever higher. Certainly it will be the Promised Land... the perfumed garden of my everlasting delight, the Gate of Eden... The folds of the gateway, each a treasure in itself, each a way-station of delight, beckon my tongue in its journey to Paradise. Behind them, within the treasure cave, are moist halls of wonder. My tongue explores this treasure as far as it is able, grateful for any access and the magic elixir it produces. Careful not to spill a luscious drop, sacred in its source, I lap it up. Greatest treasure all is just above this cave. There, protected in its hood, is her most sensitive, most secret rosebud of pleasure. There I use all my skill, all my passion, all my cunning. There, while using my tongue, while clutching her hips with my fingers, while my long hair tickles her, I feel her climax building, the wave starting to break on the rocks of her lust. There I realize the depths of my reward for serving her...

your devoted pet
xox

Now is that a way to start the day or what?

Nathaniel, I love you, too.

Thank you for being such a wonderful friend and delightful play partner. You honor me with the gift of yourself and I cherish that gift more than you can possibly imagine.

[Jadetiger]

Wow did I say Wow already. Ruby, Nathaniel is one hot number you Lucky Miss. I am so glad you got to see him and even gladder he got to see you.

Love to you both,
Jade

[Sam'sJasmine]

Oh my........sigh..........wow.....

Ruby you are one lucky woman. I just sat here after reading this and .....words fail me.... sigh...

Nathaniel your devotion is a like a diamond in its sparkle, richness and strength.

Master and I have been talking about my getting an on-line pet. Right now I don't have enough hours in the day, but maybe soon. I will enjoy your writings until then.

[Ruby]

Thanks, Jasmine.

I do feel very lucky and well loved by both of the men in my life.

I teased Nathaniel that like others, maybe we should only get together once a week. His response was a quietly stated, "I'm not ready for that." Reality check, neither am I. We had a good laugh and decided that type of schedulding wasn't for us. I wouldn't want to miss hearing his voice on the phone/net for a single day.

[Caitlin]

Ruby,

Thankyou for sharing your pet with us. I like how you all have started this journey together as friends first and play partners second. Don’t forget to make fun the core essence of your time together. As Ranai said (elsewhere), I hope you will find great pleasure with each other, and be there for each other in good times and bad times. That, and combined with Ruby’s philosophy, paves the way for a very good relationship.

I envy you. You get to play with a ‘man who has a nice erection and set of lovely tits’. Lucky you. Lucky him. The read of the Las Vagas Showgirl mm mm mm. Yummy … and he writes just as yummy as well.

Ruby’s Pet ~ You do have a warm and wonderful Mistress in Mistress Ruby. I can vouch for her level head, and her caring soul. I also know she is one hot sexy lady. You are very fortunate.

Hugs and kisses to you all

Caitlin.

[Ruby]

Thanks, Caitlin.

I want to share N with you, so I'll start with his silver tongue.

Webcams are great fun, yet just talking on the phone, and playing with a few toys lets us share wonderful fantasy scenes.

Nathaniel sent me this story: Part 1

It had been raining all day, and now the evening gloom had settled in with the fog. I paced, nervous, edgy, worried Miss Ruby would not be pleased with my performance. Checking my appearance in the mirror for the hundredth time, I brushed a strand of unruly hair back from my face. Should I add a touch of cologne? Would it be too much? Should I just leave enough alone? Looking in the mirror one more time, I smoothed out the velour top over my breasts, noticing my hard nipples poking against the soft fabric. I inhaled deeply, thrusting my chest out, licking my lips nervously. I didn’t know how much more of this tension I could take! What difference did it make? Whatever it was, take it I must.

I squirmed a bit as I walked back to the leather couch again. My velour hot pants were so tight on me the crack of my ass showed very clearly. My shaved legs were encased inside the smooth pantyhose and the high heeled sandals clicked on the hardwood floor. Oh, the tension was so tight inside me! Then I heard her key in the door!

She was a vision, dressed is a long red raincoat. Shaking her small white umbrella, which protected her lustrous auburn hair, Miss Ruby placed the umbrella on the floor and beckoned me over. Trying desperately not to run, I tried to walk as she had taught me, swaying slightly, feeling my breasts jiggle as my heels hit the floor. She smiled as she removed the long white scarf from around her shoulders. In a single movement, the scarf flew over behind me and she pulled me close to her. Before I realized it, she deftly wound the scarf around me a second time, pinning my arms to my sides. Tucking the ends tightly together behind me, I found myself bound by the waist. Miss Ruby laughed, and kissed my cheek. She walked around me, checking my outfit; softly chuckling in what I prayed was approval.

“Not bad, pet.” She said brightly. I felt a sharp pinch on my butt.

She laughed as I jumped and she heard the sharp intake of my breath. I felt her hand on my butt gently pushing me towards the couch. I wondered why she hadn’t allowed me to take her coat. Small droplets of rain rolled slowly down her delightfully curvaceous body. No queen ever mounted her throne with more style and grace than did Miss Ruby that couch as she seated herself. Motioning me to kneel at her feet, she slowly unbuttoned the raincoat and then drew it open to reveal the treasure it covered.

Her luscious body was displayed before me, adorned only by two strands of pearls. The scent of her skin, the musky aroma of her aroused sex drove me wild. An understanding smile crossed her lips as her fingers caressed my breasts, quickly pinching my nipples, matching her own in hardness. The feel of her touch against the smooth velour was heavenly! I dare not look down, for I knew my place. Eye contact must be maintained at all times. Shoulders back, chest out, lips parted, tongue slightly displayed, groin offered for her perusal, butt tightly clenched, kneeling erect. I must always be available to my Miss to please her in any way she might see fit to demand.

I groaned with pleasure and anticipation as she toyed with my chest. She took her time, teasing me. When I would wince slightly from her nails, she would mimic my response, mockingly. I longed to kiss her lips, but knew I dare not without specific instructions. She would purse her lips and make little kissing motions in my direction as if to say,”see, this is what you want, isn’t it?” All the while her maddening manipulation of my already sensitive breasts were driving me wild. She delighted in prolonging my agony, alternating pinching, kneading, palming, and tweaking the erect nipples. I tried to remain motionless, but it was impossible, and she knew it. Little gasps escaped me. Her smile reflected her secret satisfaction at my discomfort.

“Would you like to kiss me, my pet?”

“Oh, my, yes please, Miss!” I couldn’t believe my luck!

“Have you been a good boy?”

“Yes, Miss. I have done all my assignments.”

“We’ll see, pet. Since you have been such a good boy, I will allow you a chance to kiss my lips…providing that is the only place you touch me.”

“Miss?” I was confused. That is all I wanted anyway.

“Only our lips must touch, no other part of our bodies, do you understand, pet?”

“Yes…I believe so, Miss.”

“Good. You know I won’t tolerate disobedience, don’t you?”

“Yes Miss, nor should you.”

“Just so. If I feel any part of you touching me, other than your lips on mine… then that would be cause for discipline, wouldn’t you agree, pet?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Very well, you may precede.” She leaned back a bit on the couch, a smile on her delightful lips. I was stunned. I expected her to lean forward, so I could reach up with my face and bring out mouths together. Now I saw the game in it’s entirety. Now I saw the trap which she had set for me and into which I had walked, nay pranced.

“I’m waiting, pet. And I am sure you will agree that I should never be kept waiting.”

“No Miss.”

Awkwardly pulling myself to my feet, without the aid of my hands, slipping on the floor in my heels, I scrambled to rise. Trying to find an advantageous angle, I made a sideways approach, which she waved off.

“Haven’t I taught you anything? You are to always maintain eye contact unless I specifically order otherwise, correct?”

“Yes, Miss…” I was defeated, and we both knew it.

I faced her and leaned forward, slowly. She kept her eyes on mine. My breathing was rapid, thinking I would accomplish what I wanted so desperately. Just when I could actually feel her warm breath upon my face, I could feel the swell of her breast touch my left nipple.

“Clumsy!” She said as she used her nails to pinch the offending nipple hard. I yelped and backed off, out of reach.

“Would you like to try again, double or nothing? You get another chance, but if you make another mistake, you get twice the penalty on punishment day.”

“Yes, Miss, please!” What choice did I have? She was so close!

Again I tried a slightly different angle, but keeping my eyes on hers, closing steadily, but carefully. This time it was my other nipple touching her nipple. Again the sharp pain of her talons as I reared up in pain.

“I can’t believe how awkward you are, pet. Here I am, offering you the chance of a lifetime, the chance to kiss me, on the lips, and how do you react? By flopping your tits all over the place! Really!”

“Yes, Miss… I’m so sorry, Miss!”

“Al right. One last chance. I don’t even want to think of how much penance you will be doing if you mess this up! Are you ready, pet?”

I swallowed and nodded. Again I leaned carefully forward. Sucking in my breath, holding it for all I was worth. Careful not to break eye contact, inching my way forward, mesmerized by her features, inhaling her scent, our lips were only an inch apart when…

“What’s this?”

Her knee her come in contact with my erection straining against the velour of my hot pants. Forgetting myself, I looked down for a moment. Per her instructions, the cock was pulled up a condom fitted over it, stowed under first the pantyhose and then the hot pants, the balls tucked under the crotch. The strain of all the anticipation and teasing had been too much for it to bear. Now it seemed ready to explode, trying to break free. Her legs were crossed, a position I had not noticed before.

“Since you have proven yourself unworthy of kissing my lips, and you certainly have had your opportunities, you may instead kiss my boots.”

She proffered a shiny red one and I knelt before her, placing my lips to the toe. I kissed and licked both boots, from toe to the tops, ending just below her knees. Every offending drop of rain was leaned off. When I had finished, she slowly spread her legs, revealing her paradise, smooth and moist, swollen in anticipation. I lovingly kissed and licked my way to the entrance, eventually rewarded with the golden nectar that awaited. She was hot, so wet, and so ready. Now she reclined and began to stroke my hair as she guided my face to the most advantageous positions. I took my time, patiently using my tongue, my lips, even my teeth in ways I knew she liked. I could sense by her shifting posture, her rapid breathing, her audible gasps when I was hitting the mark. Her hot juices covered my face, and I gloried in it. My long hair played against he thighs, tickling her as my head moved. I could feel the sides of my breasts rubbing on the inside of her legs, the velour smoothly caressing her.

Soon her knuckles tightened on my hair and she began a small series of eruptions. One built on another like a chain reaction, until she clenched my head in a vise-like grip. My tongue probed as deeply as it could, licking the inside of her walls, trying to reach into hidden treasures. My nose rubbed her erect clit, feeling it throb. Finally, in one great shudder, she climaxed. Holding it in, savoring each delicious moment, she slowly relaxed. I softly lapped up the remaining nectar, kissing her still swollen and inflamed labia. Small, quiet kisses floated over her abdomen. She sighed in contentment, and I was thrilled by it.

(C) 2005 Ruby Bloodstone - All Rights Reserved.

[Ruby]

Part 2 - Written by Nathaniel:

“Oh pet,” she smiled down at me. “I do think you are a keeper, despite your awkwardness.”

“Thank you, Miss…”

“You do realize, you will have to be punished for the failure of the challenge?”

“Oh yes, Miss.” I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Let me free your arms, I want you to service me with those wonderful hands of yours.”

“It will be my pleasure, Miss.”

“And mine as well, to be sure. Take off your top, pet, I want to see your tits.”

“Yes, Miss, of course.” As demurely as possible, I complied. She hefted each of my breasts, tweaking the nipples.

“You know, pet, I do believe they are getting larger!”

“Are they, Miss?” I was amazed, and perhaps even thrilled.

“Yes. They definitely are. Perhaps all this attention has caused a growth spurt? Well, there is only one thing we can possibly do about that, you know?”

“Miss?”

“Much more of the same!” She laughed as she slapped them from side to side.

Part 3: Ruby writes and plays with her pretty pet

My lovely pet winced and I cooed soothing words, playing with his hair, fondling his luscious breasts. He was in the perfect state of arousal, confined by his own bondage, but panting quite nicely. Every now and then he licked his lips, the nervous habit something I would allow as long as that tongue stayed in view. His eyes were fixed on mine, wherever I looked and that pleased me greatly.

“Reach into my left pocket and we’ll start your punishment.”

His eyes widened, nostrils flared at that. Perhaps he didn’t think I’d really punish him for such little mistakes, but then again, he knew me. I, too, have a dark side. Hands shaking he pulled out the two silver nipple clamps I’d put in the left pocket in case he failed in his task.

The clamps were made for light intensity play, yet the chain between them could be quite wicked. Like me. Of course, he needed to be prepped.

“Hold still, pet,” I said leaning forward, deliberately pinching his already pointed tips between my middle fingers and thumbs. A light whimper escaped his parted lips and I pulled him toward me by the tips of his breasts. It hurt too much for him to stay leaning back and he knew me well enough to lean forward.

“Kiss, me, pet,” I whispered into his ear, licking it before saying, “you may thank me for your punishment later.”

He tilted his head and I pinched the tips of his breasts a bit harder.

“Ahhhhh.”

What a lovely sound. Not quite a complaint, but clearly, he was hurting. I deliberately ground myself into his thick groin and pressed my lips to his. Like a good boy, he put his tongue in my mouth and let me suck on it. I worked myself into a nice rhythm, sucking, pinching, and rubbing. He had to lean forward and put his hands on either side of me to keep his balance.

When I thought his breasts couldn’t take anymore punishment, I broke the kiss and put my hands on his shoulders, easing him back to his knees. A light sheen of sweat covered him, and I leaned forward to flick my tongue on his chest and taste him. The smell of leather and his scent was distracting, yet I was on a mission.

He held out his hands and I took the clamps from him, holding them in the light for him to study.

“You may look, sweet angel.”

His eyes took in the silver, following the long chain between them. Then he looked back to me, his eyes lit in excitement, a smile on those beautiful full pouty lips.

“Hands behind your neck, love, chest out.”

He moves so gracefully, like a dancer. I enjoy watching him move, the way his breasts point towards me. Taking my time, I secured each clip to nipple of each breast. I’m careful not to let them bite into his delicate skin, but ensure that they are tightly fastened.

“Head down, pet.”

There was no hesitation on his part, and I was suddenly looking at a wealth of blond hair.

“Open your mouth.”

He did and in went the chain.

“Bite it, pet. Hold it in your teeth.”

If he raised his head to look at me, he would be pulling on his own nipples.

“Very nice. Now I want you over my lap.”

I smiled, knowing he would struggle to fulfill that request. It was near impossible with his hands behind his neck, yet I knew he would try. When he made a movement to raise himself, I put my hands on his, holding him in place.

“I want you punished, pet, not damaged. Lower your arms and arrange yourself for me.”

Removing my hands from his, I settled into the couch and he gently lowered himself across my legs. His hands went to the floor to keep him from crushing me and I heard him yelp. The chain had certainly been pulled.

“We’re not going to wait for punishment day, love. I’d rather punish you as we go along. I think you need some help keeping that chain in your mouth.”

Reaching into my raincoat, I pulled out a pair of panties I’d worn the last time he made me wet over the phone. I pushed the panties into his mouth, causing the chain to go farther back and his head to lower a bit.

“Perfect, now you’re ready for your spanking.”

Laughing, I caressed his bottom. Oh, it wouldn’t hurt, I couldn’t spank that hard through his sexy hot pants. The punishment would be his doing.

“Every time I spank you, I want you to raise your head for me. Understood.”

He nodded and I began.

Whack!

He raised his head obediently, and I heard a muffled yelp.

“Nine more, pet, then I want to see how hard you are for me.”

Whack!

Whack!

Whack!

His arms flexed, his legs shook, yet he continued to punish himself far better than I ever could.

Whack!

Whack!

Whack!

He squirmed a bit and I reached under him to make sure the clamps hadn’t come loose. Just to make him wait, I took my time and pinched the clamps around his nipples, rubbing the round exposed tip of each breast. When he sighed into my hands, I continued the spanking.

Whack!

Whack!

Whack!

He rubbed himself into me and I laughed. The punishment – if we could really call it that – was having its desired effect. His rampant erection was straining to break free of its bondage.

“Very nicely done, pet,” I said, taking the panties out of his mouth and removing the chain. “What do you have to say?”

“Thank you for the punishment, Miss.”

“You’re welcome, love. Now, I want you to stand in front of me, between my legs. Give me your best inspection pose.”

It wasn’t going to be easy. Those heels were a bitch, but he gracefully climbed off me and stood as directed. With his hands behind his neck, head straight, his eyes looking into mine, he assumed the position. The nipple clamps and chain were a delightful ornament. His legs were spread about hip length apart and his groin was thrust forward awaiting my inspection.

A tear had fallen down his cheek, whether from pain or happiness, I couldn’t tell, but his eyes were shining with love. Ah, I had so many plans for my sweet angel.

(C) 2005 Ruby Bloodstone - All Rights Reserved.