Lust Ring part 3 script

Lust Ring 3

Vocabulary:

GILT: golden
BRAZENFACED: rashly bold
LETCH: someone extremely lustful
CONCUPISCENT: sexually-charged
INTREPID: plucky
REDOLENCE: scent
INDUSTRIOUSLY: diligently
GONNA: Colloquialism of "going to". Just wanted to clear that up for non-native English speakers!

(I like referring to the tentacles as "shadow appendages". It sounds just a bit more dignified, and you know how I LOVE dignified!)
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(door closes fx, fireplace fx; they walk into room)

Well, I have lodged at many-a hotel, but I have to say, they went all-out on the decorating here!

Almost feels like a sumptuous exotic getaway; well, theoretically, it is!

Plush rugs, warm hard wood floors, Rococo-era art, a four poster teak bed, and gilt accents. Yes, this is right up my alley.

(Alastor unzips his luggage and unpacks fx)

But a discerning eye would notice the reinforced headboard for restraints, the abundance of outlets, and a mirrored ceiling.

Indeed, this quaint establishment hides its torrid purpose in plain sight.

Ooh! Why are there large hooks on the ceiling? How puzzling!

(Alastor closes his luggage fx)

There! I have unpacked! Now to try this hotel's Champagne. (he walks over to awaiting bottle fx)

(reading label) Uh huh... Champagne Appellation d'Origine Contrôlée, two - oh, 2007.

Sadly inferior to a 2008. (un-pops cork) Oh well, I can't have the best all the time!

(pours Champagne into flutes fx)

Salut. (clinks flutes together fx, sips drink fx)

You  look so cozy, sitting there in that chair with your sparkling libation. And again, I have to wonder what exactly you got in the gift shop.

Hmmm... you're still tight-lipped. Well, your cruelty is a perfect excuse for me to partake in my bath. That Lust Languidness makes me perspire like I'm in rut. (Alastor undressing fx)

Take a look at the room service menu if you want. Don't you dare try out your toys without me. After all, I want to judge them. (wicked chuckle)

I'll be out in about twenty minutes.

(clicking of Alastor's hooves on wooden floor as he walks over to bathroom and shuts door fx)

(muffled sounds behind closed door fx)

Oh, that sounds good! Why don't you order that with a pot of after dinner coffee?

(Alastor gets in bath fx)

Oooh... what bliss.

You're going to have to try this soaking tub. And unless my nose deceives me - which, it never does - the room attendant added a mint-lavender oil to the water. Ah, yes, here's the bottle.

He's even lit the bathroom with tea candles. Such a nice choice.

(Listerner walks to bathroom and opens door fx)

(Gasp) Entering without knocking? How brazenfaced!

(Listerner walks in fx)

Oh, you want to get in, too?

You needn't ask permission, Dear. I am more than obliging to share this space with you.

(Listener undresses fx)

Yes... strip out of those grimy clothes, and let this luxurious water dissolve your cares.

You're not shy at all. Why don't you turn a bit while you do that?

(shaky inhale)

Oh, no, no, I'm merely studying your body for artistic merit. What do you take me for... a letch?

(Listerner walks over to tub fx)

Mmmm... the view is... tempting from down here.

I got your waist, ease yourself down.

(Listerner sits in water fx)

Time to lower the light and turn up the mood. (snaps fx)

(sultry jazz plays)

Such fetching company deserves peerless ambiance.

(squeaks in tub as Listerner leans into him)

Oh, Darling, you're asking for trouble if you lean into me like that. You're going to end up inviting a third guest.

(kisses fx)

(Listener continues kissing his skin fx) Bathing right now isn't your intent, is it? Not saying your urges are exclusive to you.

Want me to scrub you?

Now, now... just because we happen to be nude, skin against skin, surrounded by candle light, in the most concupiscent Ring in Hell, does not necessarily mean I ache to make sweet, passionate love to you where we lie.

(he scrubs Listener fx)

See? No ulterior motives! (rinses off Listener fx)

Though... the way that sheet of water cascades over your breast makes me thirsty. I think I'll suck it off.

(sucking and moaning)

You sweeten the water...

(more sucking sounds)

(Alastor lifts his hand out of the water fx)

Oh my... how you shiver, as I glide my finger over your nipple...

... your sternum...

... down your stomach...

Ah! It slipped below the surface. Care if I go lower?

That gasp!

But Dear, I'm just washing you, and getting into all those... crevices.

(laughs) You want my shadow appendages? My, how intrepid!

(shadow appendage #1 emerges and lifts from water before going below surface fx)

(movement in water; Listener creating tub squeaks fx)

According to your moans, it's doing an exemplary job.

You enjoy that? How it's thick, and slippery, and warm?

Sex in a bath really is something, isn't it? The warm water cranks up the sensitivity everywhere.

Everything... sweat, saliva, sexual fluids, mix in the water around you. You can smell it and taste it on your partner's skin.

Quite seductive, but I find a shower is necessary afterwards. The redolence of sexual acts is... very distinctive, otherwise.

You're trembling. Is my shadow appendage bringing you so close this speedily... as it... massages you with such diligent care?

Feel how sensitive you are. Even the slightest touch sends you soaring.

Go on Dear, I'm with you.

Savor the sensation as the appendage throbs against your skin, beckoning you over the edge, like a steadfast guide.

Let it send you to that hidden bliss.

Hear it. Feel it. Know I'm doing this to you.

Good... good....

I never grow tired of that expression you make.

I got you, breathe with me.

I need you to do me a favor: straddle me, and grind that exquisite bottom of yours against my groin. I need to feel your wetness grasping me.

No?

You want be underneath? Oh, but Darling, the porcelain will bruise your shoulders. You know how... unrestrained I can get.

You don't mind? Cher! Do I detect masochism in your voice?

Well, if you desire to be dominated...

... to be utterly conquered...

(Alastor positions himself above Listener) ... I will give it to you, slow and hard.

A condition? Name it.

You want all four of the shadow appendages stimulating you?

Goodness, I hope there'll be room for me.

Your request is sending a rush of more blood through me.

Want them to seek out your orifices as I thrust into you? Do you want their slime lubricating your most intimate areas?

(Two tentacles emerge fx)

Warm... wet... pumping you full of my essence, and dripping down your quivering thighs?

I suppose I can start by letting the tips trace over your skin... mapping it like a new frontier.

Tell me what feels good.

There? And here? Then I will attend to those areas industriously.

While they toil, I will spread open your rosy thighs like so, and position myself oh-so lightly against you.

Ah ah ah, patience, Dear! You're so ravenous. Do you plan on coming again the moment I enter you?

What if I just traced around the entrance with my tip?

Pleading now? Oh, you really need me inside, don't you?

Ask nicely, and I will make you sing.

How long will you hold out, I wonder?

What if one of the appendages fondles your nipple? (shadow appendage #1 slithers into place fx)

(shadow appendage #2 slithers into place fx) And I'll wrap this one around your waist.  

Feel how powerful it is? It's strong enough to rip a person in two. A bit intimidating, isn't it, to have that hugging your frail body?

C'mon... let me in....

You feel amazing!

Ah... oh, oh, just now, cher? How starving you are!

(shadow appendage #3 slithers into place fx) Here, take this one in your mouth.

Yes, yes, pr... press your tongue against the tip, like that.

(shadow appendage #4 slithering fx) Now, what should I do with the last appendage?

Superb choice!

Such intimacy, exploring you inside and out! You're bound to lose yourself, again, with such deliberate, rhythmic gliding. (tubs squeaks fx)

Constrict me... I need to smell you release in the water!

Go on, Dear, guide that shadow appendage with your hands, move it where you want.

Yeah, rub into it harder! Feel that friction!

Remember, when I release, so do they. We're going to dirty this water like you won't believe!

Suck it, cher, o-oh please, suck it, cher, oh please, suck it!!

T-take it in your throat!

Come on, come on, let's filthy the water! (water splashing on floor fx)

That's it that's it!

Well, go on, swallow, you'll hurt my pride, otherwise.

You're so kind.

(tentacles retract fx, soft music resume fx)

The water's like a soup.

You're a mess. Or, actually, we both are.

Come on, lay against my chest.

How are you doing?

I'm glad.

I am now... exceedingly relaxed.

(kisses fx)

Well, this bath didn't get us clean at all, but I wouldn't trade it for anything else right now.

Lying here with you makes me feel so good.

Oh, oh, let me see your shoulders.

You poor thing, those are gonna bruise. I'll kiss them. (kisses fx)

I suggest we shower off, and then order that room service.

And just think: this is our first night here.

Welcome to the Lust Ring, Darling.

Come on, up we go. Let me drain this. (both stand as water drips from their bodies fx, drain fx)