Bound Ecstasy

*This is my first story, please read & review!*
*EDIT: I\'ve decided I\'ll be using the male character from this story in another and making it a 6 chapter long story, if you have any thoughts or opinions about changes or tweaks to him, send me an email...*

The moonlight pierces through the ice blue drapes, shining across the silver of the bed posts, and the cold steel of the chains wrapped around them. The fire burns fiercely in the hearth, its shadows dancing an exotic display upon the stone floor and black satin sheets. Dark iron candelabras cause the black drapes on the ceiling to come alive with the night, melting together in a billowing cloud of dusk. Upon the black fur rug surrounding the bed lies a sleek white wolf, with a deep streak of auburn hair, watching you with his slate gray eyes, head rested upon his front paws. You slowly lift your head from the soft pillow, straining to see more of the cold black door before you, but the chains only allow for so much movement. Sighing you fall back into the pillow, causing a slight rattle against the steel…

Cool breeze flows through the open window, making you shiver against the blazing fire. Suddenly without any call or warning, the wolf gets up and walks towards the door and out of your sight. The door never opens, but you sense the handsome creature is gone. You begin to wander how such a thing could happen when door opens slowly. I step into the dark room, becoming one with the dancing shadows. I walk closer towards you, firelight shining off the leather of my pants, reflecting the whiteness of my chest. I move slowly, without hindrance, never allowing my face to be seen through the mane of auburn hair flowing in front of it, aiding the shadows in their quest to cover my body. I come closer to you, placing my warm hand on the cool of your shoulder. You take a quick glance at my face, seeing only the deep silver of my eyes before your world is enclosed in the darkness of a silk band. You feel me tying it loosely around your head. You begin to speak, but I place my finger upon your lips, making a small quieting sound. I run my finger down your neck and shoulder lightly, causing a shudder to run through your body.

I climb upon the bed, watching the way the dark satin drapes it way over your body, catching every curve. The warmth of my body slides over the cool of yours as I slide into the sheet, slowly grazing my hand across your face. I run my fingers over your face, your neck, your shoulders, your chest and stomach, barely touching, sharing the electricity in my hands. My breath, warm and deep, flows over your neck as I lightly bite. Your body stretches to be closer, but the chains prevent any such thing from happening.

The warmth of fire and lust courses over our skin, the satin a cool contrast to our desires. It seems my hands are everywhere on your body, barely touching, giving no full contact as your body pains itself to move. Sliding my hand to the side of the bed, I unhook my leather whip from its holdings. You feel the tip of my whip slowly travel across your throat, creeping across the flesh of your chest and stomach. My teeth begin piercing your throat and collar as you suddenly pull against the chains of the bed, but they only let you go so far to meet the sharp pain and pleasure of my animalistic lust. I pull back, and press my lips deeply to yours, making my lust for you known in just one deep and wanting kiss. The fire begins to feel much warmer as my body straddles yours and delivers another kiss, this one traveling down your throat in small bites… Your collar… Ever so slowly my teeth lower, sinking into your flesh, my breath hot upon your skin… My hand slowly travels down your leg, my nails like sharp embers from the flames so close to us… I bite back up to your throat and lips before pulling your head closer to mine, catching your hair between my fingertips… My tongue brushes along your lips, intertwining with yours…. In a flash, I pull from the kiss and slide across your body and off the bed, leaving your breath ragged and heavy…

You hear my soft footsteps go away, then begin returning, when suddenly you fall back again in a shiver as my lips are once again at your throat, still holding the frost of ice…. Your body shakes as the cold is soon washed away by the heat of your skin. My lips are once again upon yours, pushing the kiss deeper than before, causing a small whimper to escape your lips… Suddenly I pull apart, throwing the remaining sheet off, leaving you upon the bed, where the cold would take you, if not for the desire still liquid fire in your veins… You feel the soft yet deadly leather of my whip slide up your leg and stomach, teasing your flesh… It moves quickly and makes a small crack, as you jump against your chains. I slowly kiss the spot where it cracked above your navel and move away, before cracking it once again on your leg, and kissing the pain away again… The cracks and kisses become quicker, leaving no line between pleasure and pain. Your breath becomes short and ragged, barely having the time to escape the burning of the whip and the velvet softness of my lips… Your body seems to have lost complete control, as the rush of feelings send your senses into madness… The final crack sounds and echoes throughout the room like cannon fire, leaving only the heavy sound of your breath to fill the silence

I slide upon the bed, slowly crawling over you, my hands scratching down your sides, causing another whimper to be sired from your lips. My hands slide under your body, nails scratching up your spine, arching your back and catching your breath. I move with your body kissing up from your stomach biting slowly as your body lies back down. Sliding back down, hands travel across your thighs as I rest upon the end of the bed, unshackling your feet from their restraints. Moving my hand, I rip off the blindfold from your eyes, allowing you to look into mine, and see the desire that lies within them. Our mouths press against each other again, our passions racing, our lust driving our bodies. Pulling away quickly, I strip down, throwing the leather pants to the rug. Sliding up to you again, your legs wrap around my waist, pulling me into you, our lust at its peak, our desires burning through our veins. Your arms strain against the gleaming chains, pulling and crashing against the metal frames. Your head flies back into the soft satin pillow, arching your back to meet me. Playing out my carnal desires upon you, I move like a beast, fast and ravenous. The wind howls and carries your screams away, the moon blanketing us in its soft glow. The dying flames last shadows move with us, pulsing and churning upon our bodies. The drapes whirl as a gust of wind blows through the room, brushing out the flames with a single sweep, leaving us in total darkness, our final screams coming together twisting through the night air, a sound not unlike that of the lone white and auburn haired wolf, standing lonely upon the hill, gazing at the moon, howling for its glory.