Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)
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				Title: <strong>Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 00:30:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img191.imageshack.us/img191/1860/odevaneadorstoyadoll10l.jpg)</div> Leanna hurried about trying to get everything ready for Amanda's visit. Such a long time had passed since she got to see Amanda and she couldn't help but feel nervous about it. Amanda and her had a very, very complicated past that never really got resolved. An even to that day, she could still feel something there, a feeling she had to ignore now that she was taken and married. Of course, that didn't mean that she didn't fantasize about her best friend and wife together.&nbsp; Looking around and finally making sure everything was perfect for the hundredth time, she hurried toward the basement door just stopping a few inches from it and screaming, "Honey! Hurry! Hide Everything!"<br><br>Letting out a sigh, shaking her head she went towards the bathroom to check herself. Her lips painted a subtle red, while the white dress she wore although casual seemed just a bit formal. Her shoulders were bare and her creamy skin glow thanks to the light. Her long, light auburn hair was loose and curl in it's natural way, taking a step back she turned and made sure that her form wasn't showing through the flowy dress, happy that nobody would notice that she was naked under it. Oh, how she would tease her spouse to the point of forcing her to do something during the rest of the evening, with that little tad of information.&nbsp; Wearing strap heels of the same color that added three inches to her five feet and three inches form, she sauntered out of the bathroom and made her way toward the living room waiting for Rebecca to appear.<br><br>She was thrilled, nervous and most of all arouse by the thought of what could possibly happened that night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nykteus</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 00:57:17</strong>
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				(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u608/Voikala/Pretty%20Things/tumblr_lyjmh72biW1qk6vbwo1_500_zpsc6edba87.jpg)<br><br>Rebecca was conflicted, and she really couldn't blame herself, for once. It really was great to see leanna so eager and happy, it was just a bit of a kick in the teeth that she wasn't the source of such feelings. Oh, certainly Leanna never left her feeling neglected or unloved, in fact she'd been quite obliging all through the day as stress made Rebecca demanding. The simple fact of the matter was that she was possessive, and more than a little nervous. The two of them had gone to college together, they'd been lovers, dearest friends, Amanda had even been her wife's maid of honour at their quiet little wedding. The list went on, as that nagging inner voice prodded at the young woman. Amanda was gorgeous, she had a real college education, she was Leanna's age, she definitely had much more experience than Rebecca when it came to being with women, or with anyone at all for that matter.<br><br>A part of her had been tempted to see if she couldn't go to the shop and do the books or convince Derek or Karen to put up with her for a few hours of moping around, but that idea had been savagely kicked to death as soon as she'd realised that would mean leaving her wife alone with Amanda. Not a flying fucking hope.<br><br>The Dungeon, as they called the basement, was a rather nice, cozy den, with an overstuffed couch draped with blankets and throws, a big armchair that comfortably accomodated the pair of them, the large plasma television, a little fridge-freezer combo, plenty of hooks and bolts mounted on the walls to accomodate cuffs, leashes, chains and ropes, a wooden trunk filled with assorted toys, a good many of them colourful, plastic and battery powered but not remotely what might be seen in Santa's sack, the little cabinet that had quite a number of interesting outfits on hooks and gags, flogs, crops, canes, and bindings on hangers. Looking around, Rebecca took a conscious inventory for the first time in the nearly two years they'd been in the house, feeling just a little ashamed at all the depravity she was busy concealing. At least until the memories came flooding back and she was grinning wickedly. Amanda might be making her feel out of place in her own home, but she knew damn well that Leanna wasn't going to be stolen from her too easily.<br><br>She stuffed things into the trunk and the cabinet, working hurriedly to make sure nothing went astray, remembering at the last moment to go through the DVD collection and pick out the sort that featured sapphic situations involving nuns and schoolgirls, throwing them in on top of the collection in the trunk, idly musing that her father would have a heart attack if he ever saw his little girl's toy collection. All done, she bounded up the stairs, eager to make sure that the first thing Amanda saw was the two of them, together.<br><br>Conflict reigned, once more, when she saw Leanna, and even after their two and near a half years together, it still struck her how painfully beautiful the woman was. Her heart sang, even though she knew that Leanna wasn't dolled up for her, but for <em>her</em>. Even if she hated being jealous, she couldn't quite help it. Leanna's heels put them both at the same height, though Rebecca was in her bare feet. She had no intentions of getting dressed up, having opted to wear what she'd been wearing all day, close fitting brown tank top that revealed a few inches of creamy midriff and the tattoo and navel piercing that adorned her flesh, and a khaki coloured skirt that came down just far enough to cover the tattoo where it lay on her right thigh. Strolling over towards Leanna, she wrapped her arms around the woman like she owned her, which she did, after all. "Give 's a kiss."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 01:57:54</strong>
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				When she heard Rebecca come into the living room, her own heart began to race faster. Her wife was a beauty even more so she had a sexy accent as well as the brains. Leanna bit her lip and turned just a bit to do as she was told, giving Rebecca just a peck, before pressing her ass more into her wife's crotch. She let out a happy moan, before rubbing her ass against Rebecca in a teasing fashion. She kissed her once more this time much more passionately before untangling herself from Rebecca's hold. She turned and pressed herself into her Mistress, her hands going around Rebecca's neck as she bit her lower lip playfully. <br><br>"No, you give me a kiss," She said in a soft teasing manner, before nuzzling Rebecca's neck. Leanna loved her so much and everyday she was thankful for finding the love of her life in the strange manner they had met. She was even more bless to share the same desires as well as fetishes as her spouse.&nbsp; Letting out another needy moan, she kissed her wife under the chin, pressing herself much more into her.<br><br>"Did you hide everything? Hm? Also, guess who is not wearing panties tonight?" She said mischievously, her eyes glittering with arousal and affection.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nykteus</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 03:01:37</strong>
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				It was impossible not to hold Leanna all the more tightly when she got into that sultry act, and didn't deny the demand, she wasn't that obsessed with control, especially not when it was an order so easy to obey. She kissed the other woman, hard and deep, enough to bruise their lips and long enough to leave then wanting for air. That look in Leanna's eyes was so very enticing, but the words had her brain whirring away into some odd places. It was an enticing image, one she certainly didn't mind at all, but she had to put her foot down before things got out of hand. "I'm guessin' it's yourself, because if it's Amanda, yeh sure as fuck won't be confirmin' the fact." There was a sharp edge to the young woman's voice, she knew that the pair of them had been intimate, but that was the past the minute they put the rings on one another's fingers. Quiet and kindly as she could be, Rebecca had shown herself in the past to not hesitate at all before telling others to back off of her woman, even throwing a punch if need be.<br><br>Her fingers tangled lovingly into Leanna's auburn locks, taking a tight fistful to yank her wife's head back sharply. She wasn't abusive, even if it might sometimes have looked that way to an uninformed outsider, but rarely was she quite so menacing. "Let's get one thing clear, love, whatever the two of yeh had, it's over. I don't care if she's yer friend, yer mine. Unless yeh want to me buryin' her in the garden, yeh'll stay in line. Am I clear in what I'm sayin'?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 03:28:03</strong>
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				Leanna panted after Rebecca broke off the kiss, her lips still tingling while her body responded in other ways, she tugged her head into her wife's neck. Letting out a small moan against Rebecca's creamy colored skin. A smile came upon her lips as she listened to her wife's comment, she'd seen a couple of times how Rebecca got when other women stepped over the line with her and she had told her various time how sexy she was when she did that. Rolling her eyes, she nibble her wife's neck, until she felt her fingers tangled in her own long hair.<br><br>When Rebecca yanked her head up so they could look at each other, she blushed under that serious stare. "Yes, ma'am. Besides no burying anyone in the garden! That's supposed to be a no-no for newlyweds. I am yours, all yours and you know this. You put a ring on my finger and bought me those cute little sexy collars." Leanna said, barely intimidated by&nbsp; Rebecca. She knew that her wife would never harm her and she knew when to not rile up that fiery temper that lived in her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Have I told you that I love you, and how sexy you are right now?" She said, lovingly trying to dissuade Rebecca from her anger. "May I kiss you, Mistress? May I kiss your pussy as well?" She asked obediently, just like Rebecca like knowing that they still had some time before Amanda arrived.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nykteus</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 03:52:28</strong>
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				It was hard, nearly impossible, to stay angry at Leanna for long, the main reason the two of them had gotten on so well in the first years of their marriage. Married life had plenty of hardships, and they'd gotten through alright, but Rebecca wasn't going to risk losing everything she'd fought so hard to find and keep to a woman who seemed to be flying in out of her wife's past. Her free hand rose to caress the curve of Leanna's slender throat, before taking a grip as tight as the one still grasping her hair, shoving the smaller woman against the wall. She didn't give Leanna a chance to charm her, Rebecca was always working with her hands and had a lot more strength than her feminine curves would suggest. "She tries to take yeh from me, I'll beat her to death with my own two hands. I trust yeh, love, but yer not exactly bein' subtle. Am I supposed to believe yeh got all dolled up, and're naked just for me, when yer old flame is comin' t' visit?" A part of her wanted to hurt Leanna, to slap the woman right into the face, to punish her for the violent emotions she awoke.<br><br>Her chest was heaving with a mingling of lust, anger and worry, and she abruptly kissed Leanna, mashing their mouths together with violent need. Freeing her wife, she broke the kiss to step back, leaning her shoulders back against the opposite wall, reaching under her skirt to hook her thumbs into the band of her panties, peeling them down over the swell of her hips to fall around her ankles. "C'mere then. If yer gonna act like that, it might as well be f'r me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 04:22:08</strong>
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				Leanna thought she had gotten her way with Rebecca. How wrong had she been when her wife's free hand went around her neck and tighten, making her gasp in surprise. She let out a shudder of pleasure as a huge grin spread on her lips. She loved it when Rebecca got rough with her and she always, always did it just the way she liked. When her back was against the wall and her lover was closer to her, she tried not to struggle against her wife. She tried to shake her head in denial, but at the end she couldn't. Letting out a small noise, she said softly. "No, Mistress, it is all for you. I did it to tease you, Miss. I am sorry for it, though."<br><br>Her wife's rough kiss awoke a flame in her. A burning for sex of the rough kind. When Rebecca let go of her, she watched as her wife slowly slid her panties down her legs and she knew what she had to do. Getting on her knees, she crawl toward Rebecca before kneeling in front of her and letting her hands go up her shapely legs and under her brown skirt to lift it up. Pressing her lips against her wife's sex, she began to lap and purr like the good little pet she was. She found Rebecca's clit, letting out a happy moan before her lips settled on it and began to suck slowly. Her gaze up meeting that of her lover as her own body tremble with desire. Her nipples pressing hard against the fabric and being teased by it. She began to flick it with her tongue playfully 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PenitentKitten</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 12:38:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u608/Voikala/Pretty%20Things/tumblr_med7g981d61rattmpo1_500_zpsd9068c32.jpg)</div><br>Amanda had been invited by her best friend to take a week, escape the horrible confines of piecing together enough income to survive--she loved her major, she just hated that the current job market meant that despite having a Master's Degree in Lit, she got to spend her time asking if she could help customers find a book or answering phones to help people solve their credit woes. At least, in the bookstore, she could put some of her knowledge to work and actually make helpful suggestions when customers asked. Thought of a week with Leanna and Rebecca had been enough to get her through the past few days.<br><br>The truth of the matter, though, was that she was nervous. She had been Leanna's. Even when they were not "on," she'd been Leanna's. She'd considered herself Leanna's from the very first time the woman had slammed her against a wall. She had been the one to comfort Leanna with a bare ass over her lap or a skilled tongue after a bad date or a break up, or sometimes even a fight with whomever she might have been dating at the time. She'd been the one to be called over at any hour because Leanna was frustrated or just needed her feet rubbed. She always figured Leanna would eventually make that real--but then she'd gone and married Rebecca after barely dating the younger woman. Even then, Amanda was Leanna's, standing beside her, smiling, forcing herself to hide her own hurt to make Leanna happy.<br><br>The idea of seeing the two of them, happy, left Amanda conflicted. She was happy for Leanna. She wanted Leanna to be happy. She just still wished that happy involved her kneeling at her feet.<br><br>She had spent the entirety of the drive, talking herself through her frustration. Reminding herself that at least she was still a part of Leanna's life, still her best friend. <br><br>Pulling into the driveway, Amanda took a deep breath before getting out and grabbing her suitcase with her clothes for the week and her purse. She was dressed simply, in an attempt to avoid temptation. A flowy skirt that feel to her knees with dark stockings under it, and even under that a pair of "Granny Panties" to force her to behave. Her blouse was chosen to still accentuate her breasts but without putting them in anyone's face. She did, after all, want to look good. Her hair was braided tightly in what Leanna used to call a handle, which was, perhaps, the only reminder she wore of what she'd lost and still wanted. She wore kitten heels, not adding a lot of height to her 5'4" frame, but she never liked feeling taller than Leanna.<br><br>She knocked an then opened the door, Leanna's instructions had been to let herself in. When she did, she felt like she'd been slapped in the face. Had she been invited just to have the fact that someone else made Leanna happy thrown at her? She bit her lip as she watched Leanna, her eyes widening as she realized that this was not just an impromptu love session, but that Leanna submitted to Rebecca. Maybe that explained why she had not been good enough. "Um, I could drive around the block a few twenty times..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nykteus</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 14:51:56</strong>
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				That was the most difficult part of being married to Leanna, it was impossible to be properly angry with her. No matter what it was that Rebecca did, it was futile. Her harsh words and warnings inevitably only brought on a glazed look, and the young woman knew her wife was paying more attention to the commanding tones and Irish lilt than the words themselves. When she lost her temper, grabbing hair or that slender throat, even when she found herself choking Leanna in a fierce grip, it only seemed to get Leanna's blood boiling, and Rebecca was hardly able to rebuke that arousal, it was what had brought them together. It certainly didn't help that Leanna knew how to make her mind melt with building lust and overwhelming pleasure.<br><br>She held her gaze as Leanna took her place, until that first touch, her hips pushing forwards, back arching to present her wife with a finer view of her breasts as she writhed in delight. That wicked woman knew just how to twist her body against her, teasing her beringed clit with loving expertise, turning her mind as blank as the wall behind her. She wasn't at all shy about digging her hands into that mane of auburn hair, taking a firm hold, though she knew enough to let Leanna work on her own initiative. Her anger and worries were melting away with each flick and lap of that evil tongue, and her eyelids fluttered shut, pouting lips parted to remind herself to keep breathing.<br><br>The knock came as though from underwater, at a great distance. Turning her head to the side, her grey green eyes opened to narrow slits, unconsciously sweeping her pink tongue over her bloodred pout. A tiny, niggling thought came burrowing through the warm glow of love and lust, and the redhead found herself trying to solve a very tricky puzzle. <em>Amanda. That was right. Amanda was coming to visit. Amanda was watching her ... Fuck!</em><br><br>She shoved Leanna away from her as the crimson blush turned her cheeks dark and poured down over her chest, searching for words even though her tongue felt as though it was made of lead. "No!" Whether it was because she didn't want to be the cause of the woman leaving, or she didn't want Amanda to see her in that state, or she just didn't want it to stop, even she wasn't sure. Amanda was drop dead gorgeous, the woman had given Rebecca a fluttering sensation in her belly, and further down. The petite beauty was a wonder to behold, and Rebecca, confident as she was, always felt self conscious in front of her. It wasn't like she ever thought about the woman, even in a healthy, happy marriage there was nothing wrong with a few fantasies. Even so, Amanda seeing her like that, her skirt tucked up, everything from the waist down on full display, glistening from Leanna's mouth and her own arousal, it wasn't something she'd really expected, or could cope with.<br><br>Her heart was thudding in her chest like an enraged bull trying to batter its way out through her ribcage. She was left with the a very troubling choice. Did she slip her panties off her feet so she could run without hopping herself off the floor, or endure the moment it took to bend and pull them back up, with Amanda watching? Deciding that she had no intention of leaving her underwear on the floor in front of the woman, she bent gracefully, made a solemn promise to check their life insurance policies before she strangled her dear wife to death, and pulled her crisp white panties up, the skirt hitching up around her wrists for a moment before she smoothed it down. "Stay. Sorry. I didn't know you were going to come so soon." The words felt as poorly chosen as could be possible, apologising for being with her wife in her own own, apologising for Amanda barging in on them, not to mention the double entendre.<br><br>Deciding to pick the wisest course of action, she turned on her bare heel and marched off to the kitchen, shutting the door soundly behind her. Hot, flustered, embarassed and confused, not to mention still aching with unrequited lust, she left the pair to do their catching up while she went to uncover a bottle of whiskey from the cabinet, filling a tumbler and throwing it off. Of course, it always looked so much easier in westerns and thrillers, where grizzled men with barbed wire stubble tossed off rotgut like it was water. The dainty redhead, for her part, sputtered as she gulped down the liquid fire, and muffled her coughing against her fist. At least she had the consolation that any welcoming kiss would be flavoured by her arousal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 18:46:52</strong>
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				Leanna had been oblivious to the knock, let alone to the door opening as she concentrated on pleasuring her wife. She was taken by surprised when Rebecca shoved her away and she heard her wife's reaction, a sense of dread forming in her stomach as she turned to look at Amanda right outside the open door. Oh, Rebecca was going to kill her after this, she thought to herself as she inwardly groaned. Even in that state, she appraised how beautiful Amanda looked. A soft, tender smile forming on her lips as she noticed the way Amanda had dressed her hair. She reminisce then about the many times she had her on her knees by 'the handle'. Biting her lower lip as a blush spread through her cheeks, she silently watched Rebecca's reaction and then her sensuous figure stalking off. <br><br>Jumping and grimacing at the trouble she had landed herself in as well as the loud sound of the door being closed. Letting out a sigh, she got up from her her knees with a dancer's grace. Licking her lips to make sure they were clean, she sauntered toward Amanda, giving her a mischievous smile. The sweet and tangy taste of Rebecca a clear reminder that on the different moment of the evening she needed to finish what she had started. She should have felt awkward, but Amanda was different. With her, she could be who really wanted to be.<br><br>She gave Amanda a long once over, her eyes focusing on her lips then breasts and shapely legs, even wearing proper clothes she still looked beautiful to Leanna. Not a single thing had change and she liked that even more. As her own hands ran down the front of her white dress to make sure it was neat, her dark green eyes focused on Amanda's.<br><br>"You look beautiful, Amanda. You've barely changed since the last time I got to see you," She said softly, her voice a little throaty though that was due to her arousal. She didn't feel the need to offer any apologies, Rebecca had said enough for the both of them, though she took a step forward cupping Amanda's face tenderly before dropping a kiss on her left cheek, perhaps too close to the corner of the other woman's mouth. Caressing the bright red braid lovingly, she whispered softly for Amanda's ears only.<br><br>"I've missed seeing you wearing a braid. That hairstyle has always suited you, plus it is very handy. I clearly remember how handy it was," Leanna said tenderly, before she took a step back to let her friend in. "Come in, I am such a terrible hostess. I've missed you so much and well, I hope you are ready for all the fun that's going to await you this coming week! First though, we get to talk, unless you want me to give you a tour of the house, while Rebecca composes herself," Leanna said loudly, for Rebecca to hear, that mischievous smile still on her lips as she offered her left hand to Amanda. She knew that playing with fire, would only get her burn, but that delicious burn was one she could take.<br><br>She really hoped that Amanda had fun as well as her wife too, she sure was having a blast or sort of.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PenitentKitten</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 19:50:36</strong>
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				"I um...I didn't mean to interrupt anything." She'd not said anything else as Rebecca had pushed Leanna away, a reaction that had made Amanda frown. If Leanna wanted to submit, well, Amanda could more than understand that, but if Rebecca was remotely abusive, Amanda would find a way to get Leanna out of there. However, that seemed to be a panic reaction more than anything else and Leanna did not seem harmed. Nor had she spoken when Leanna clearly took the time to give her a once over, kissed her, or even made an entirely inappropriate comment about the braid--even if Amanda had worn it for her and had never braided her hair for any of her other passing Mistresses. She spoke, blushing fully, only after Leanna offered to take her on a tour.<br><br>"Lea...I...I don't want to cause problems. I can leave, or find a cheap motel to stay in." She glanced to the kitchen where Rebecca had stormed off to. "But, if it's not...if I'm not going to be a problem, I'd like a tour of the house. And I imagine we could talk while touring." <em>Unless you gag me...</em><br><br>She blushed even deeper, "I mean, you're married. And obviously very happy and sexually fulfilled...when did you start submitting? That was...an unexpected site. And why didn't you tell me? You know full well I would have completely understood since I can barely have sex without at least a bit of hair pulling or a few nice slaps to my ass." There was no reason to be shy about it. "Anyway, my point is I don't want to come between the two of you."<br><br>The suitcase was left forgotten by the door for the moment being as she waited for Leanna to lead her around the house, a small sigh escaping her lips as her hand raised to her throat where she wished a collar and leash were for Leanna to truly lead her and had to resist the urge to drop on all fours. She bit her lip as she watched Leanna, appreciating that gorgeous body and the amazing woman it belonged to. Sure, she was a good little slave girl, but there was no one that could make her want it as badly or as quickly as Leanna. <em>This was a very bad idea.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 20:37:10</strong>
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				She shook her head, before rolling her eyes at what Amanda had said. "Amanda, you are not going to cause problems, now stop fretting. I want you here and so does Rebecca," Leanna said, although she didn't specify how much her own wife wanted her best friend there. Taking Amanda's right hand with her left hand, she rub the soft skin of Amanda's palm with her fore finger, giving her friend a reassuring smile.<br><br>"It's okay, Amanda. Come on, I'll answer your questions as we moved around," Leanna said, before continuing down the hall pulling Amanda after her. Clearing her throat she began by pointing out the living room, pressing herself close to Amanda she whispered. "About the same time we met actually," Leanna looked around, the blush still on her cheeks, "I don't know, it was all new for me and still is. Plus, thank you for that sexy image," She winked, before continuing toward the stairs, as she went up the carpeted floor she let out a sigh.<br><br>"You won't come between the two of us, Amanda. Believe me, Honey. You don't know how happy I am to see you and I most definitely wants us to catch up," Leanna turned, looking at Amanda to let her see how sincere she was about that. Although, she secretly hope that if she got her way, maybe Amanda and Rebecca would be spending more time together doing different things. Of course, very fast her mind fantasize of sexual things, biting her lip she was thankful to have right then her back to Amanda. She wanted to see Amanda submit to Rebecca, the two lovely redheads would make quite a sight, but most of all she wanted to have them both to herself. Although, she doubted that would ever happen, but she didn't think it was bad to dream or to at least tempt fate with such an idea.<br><br>When she finally reached the upstairs, she first pulled Amanda toward the guest bathroom. It's theme was white and a mix of soft greens with dark green. It only had a glass shower, but still look very modern. "This will be your bathroom for your stay," Leanna said, before she pointed to the two adjacent doors across the hallway. <br><br>"The one in the left is the Master's bedroom, while the one in the right is the office, but this one is yours," She said with glee as she pulled Amanda toward the far off room. The room was beautiful, a soft white with lilac trims was accompanied by dark wood furniture. Walking into the room, she let go of Amanda's hand and twirled, the skirt of her dress twirling as well before she stopped to look at the other women.<br><br>"I hope you like it! You came to my mind while I decorated it, although don't tell my wife that," She said in a conspiratorial tone.&nbsp; The bed needed to be dress and so, Leanna, decided to use that as her excused later on. As she touch Amanda's face once more, this time in a&nbsp; more seductive manner, she took Amanda's hand once more and bit her lower lip.<br><br>"Come on, I'll show you the kitchen and we'll see how Rebecca is doing," She winked and waited for Amanda's approval, her eyes moving down to Amanda's neck and she wondered if the other women still had her collar.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PenitentKitten</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 21:02:11</strong>
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				"They're both beautiful, Leanna. The bathroom is so elegant, and the bedroom..." Amanda smiled, "It's warm, and beautiful, and I guess I'm glad to know that I still do have a place in your heart." She leaned against Leanna's hand for a moment, blushing again when Leanna's eyes glanced down at her throat.<br><br>Leanna could be subtle, but she was not being so right now, and Amanda found herself clenching her jaw together. If the other woman could still look at her like that, touch her like that, then why hadn't she kept her? Why had she thrown her away. It took her a moment to nod, her eyes closed as she did so, refusing to cry. <br><br>Best friends. They were best friends. It would be enough. It had to be enough. It was all she had left, and she would fight temptation tooth and nail to keep it.<br><br>"Yeah, we should go make sure your wife is all right." They had barely stepped into the hallway when Amanda stopped, "Leanna, the way she pushed you aside earlier...I know it was panic and embarrassment, but...she's not abusive is she? She never takes a scene past your safe word or tries to force your hard limits? She never strikes you in anger? Right? You're safe, right? Because, if you're not, I'll help get you out of here. If you are, then you're happy and you're healthy and I don't want to do anything at all to jeopardize that, but..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 21:27:43</strong>
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				Leanna hurt seeing the silent reaction of Amanda, but she didn't dare say anything about it, trying not to put her foot in her mouth. Now was not the time, nor the place to discuss those matters that were left unsaid. She did however decided to acknowledge Amanda's words. Brushing away any thoughts that concerned naughtiness she licked her lips and gave her best friend's hand a shy smile while gripping her hand in comfort.<br><br>"You'll always have a place in my heart, Amanda. Doesn't matter if time or distance comes between us you will always have that spot there..." She said softly, continuing with, "Thank you, Darling. Coming from you that means a lot." <br><br>Leanna perked up at the mention of her wife and she wondered what exactly her tempting, redhead was doing. As she pulled Amanda out of the room, she was surprised when her friend stopped and she turned to look to see what was wrong.&nbsp; Her eyes growing wide with surprised, shock, but most of all mirth. She let out a giggle at what Amanda was implying, before she notice the seriousness of her friend.<br><br><em>Damn, Leanna, you know you never got to play that rough with her,</em> She thought to herself and she cleared her throat, trying to win some seriousness. She guessed that she would have to tell Amanda that and hope that her best friend didn't judge her.<br><br>"Well, Hon, nothing like that is happening here. I wouldn't have left Rebecca lived if that happened, besides what you got to see was us playing rough. We like that, Amanda.Thank you for the offer, but nothing like that is happening here. Everything we do is consensual and Rebecca has a great control over herself," Leanna said reassuringly to Amanda.&nbsp; <br><br>"She would never, ever hurt me, Amanda. For her young age, she is very mature, just give her a chance. Let's go, I think I have a great idea! You could spent sometime with my wife, while I go and pick up some food. Get to relax and she can talk to you about her garden," Leanna said, taking a closer step to Amanda, pressing herself against the redhead's body once more as she trace her finger down her friends shirt. <br><br>Biting her lip in a seductive manner, she looked up at Amanda with mischief gleaming in her eyes, getting closer to the point her lips were an inch away from kissing Amanda's. "Maybe, you two could even have somethings in common and do stuff," She said softly, before turning away and walking down the stairs, a devilish smile forming on her lips. She was being a terrible tease, but that couldn't hurt, after all Amanda had a good imagination to know what stuff she meant. Walking towards the kitchen, hoping that Amanda was behind her, she opened the door and said in a loving way.<br><br>"Baby! Oh, Baby! Just showed Amanda her room, the only things missing for me to show her is the Kitchen and dinning room as well as the Dungeon!" Leanna turned then to give her best friend a wink, before sauntering into the kitchen.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PenitentKitten</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 21:45:47</strong>
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				"Ok, good." Amanda smiled and nodded, trying to ignore the rest of what Leanna was doing to her. "I don't mind rough, you know that. I just, I care about you. I needed to know you're safe. That's all." Her smile was strained but sincere. As long as Rebecca was not hurting Leanna, Amanda was fine with whatever they did.<br><br>She closed her eyes and counted to five before following Leanna downstairs. The woman had to know how she was hurting her, didn't she? Or maybe not, maybe she'd never realized the depth of Amanda's devotion or had any clue how much she was testing it now. She whispered softly as she followed, "What are you up to, Lea?"<br><br>However, she had to laugh when Leanna called out to Rebecca. They had a dungeon. Of course they had a dungeon. Amanda had to admit she was curious about it. She'd been in a couple of different houses with dungeons. Some that were actually a tiny bit frightening, and she liked it rough. Some, however, were cute and homey. There'd been one Super Bowl Party she'd been to where the slaves were bound to the wall of the cutest little dungeon ever while the doms watched the game on a sofa. The mistress she was with for that party had flogged her every time the other team scored--she'd never been so happy about a loss in her life. Not that had worked out--like every mistress, she wasn't Leanna so it never worked out. But, she was curious to see what their dungeon was like.<br><br>The smile far more sincere, she followed Leanna into the kitchen.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nykteus</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 22:03:35</strong>
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				Rebecca wasn't much of a drinker and was growing to regret her lack of fortitude. Flustered as she had been, she'd put away two full tumblers of whiskey a fair bit faster than she was used to, mistaking her dry throat for thirst and leaving her otherwise empty belly to digest the liquor. She didn't leave the bottle down, though, as she made for the door downstairs, only to stop when she heard the call. Standing still, she looked at the pair of them, bottle in her left hand, half empty glass in her right. Licking her lips, she nodded ever so slightly. "Well, it isn't a real dungeon. Just a den, really." She was trying to be polite, doing her best to be accomodating. How many people could be expected to act completely calm when facing someone their wife had fucked more than themselves. While she had met a few of the other folks that ran in Leanna's old circles, she hadn't liked it, there was too much planning and pretension, not enough spontaneity and passion. Rebecca didn't like labels, for herself or anyone else.<br><br>"Would yeh like a drink? There's a bit of everythin' in the cabinet and beer in the fridge downstairs." She wanted to be at her best, mainly to prove to Leanna that she wasn't a jealously possessive psychopath. Jealously possessive, certainly, but anyone who had Leanna and wasn't willing to fight for her would have been insane or an idiot. Despite being taller than Amanda, she somehow felt that the woman was looking down on her all the same. A part of her wanted to snarl <em>'Mine!'</em> at the woman, to warn her off, but she was on her best behaviour. "Or somethin' to eat?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PenitentKitten</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 22:13:54</strong>
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				Amanda had been in their wedding. And she and Leanna still talked. She knew that, despite appearances at the moment, Rebecca was not a drunk. Nor could she possibly as scattered and disheveled as she seemed--no such woman could have ever woman Leanna much less got the woman on her knees. Besides, she figured it might be almost as difficult for the other woman as it was for herself--though Rebecca had "won," an internal voice bitterly reminded her.<br><br>"You know to be honest, the best dungeons I've seen are basically dens. It's the ones that try to be big and scary and uncomfortable, to echo some kind of medieval torture dungeon or with rows of cages for pets that are icky. It's like they're trying to prove something, which I'm pretty sure is not the point of kink." She smiled, trying to keep her tone warm, making an effort to connect with this woman. "Besides, a Mistress should not need scary props to make a slave obey. So, a den really is best."<br><br>"Actually, if it's not too straight edge, I'd like some water. Long car drive, kind of dehydrates me a bit. I'll have something harder later, with food." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 22:32:59</strong>
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				Leanna silently watch the exchanged. A lightbulb going on her head while the conversation carried on. She was surprised to say the least to see Rebecca behaving herself and she tried not to show it. Offering the glass of water to Amanda, she smiled at her wife before looking at the clock up at one of the walls.<br><br>"Hm, well, it's almost time for dinner and I'm in no mood for cooking. So, what do you think of carry out? Any suggestions ladies? There is this new pizzeria that we tried that I think you would love, Amanda! Maybe while I'm gone you two can talk and look at the den, maybe watch a movie." She said in a suggestive manner, already thinking out on her plan. The pizzeria was just fifteen minutes away, giving her thirty minutes to go and come back. Enough time for them to get relax and talk, as well as enough time to surprised them if anything sexy happened, although she could just say she went out call a delivery and pick it up just around the block. Decided on her plan, she didn't wait for the girl's to answer, she basically turned into a whirlwind as she went to kiss&nbsp; Rebecca goodbye on the lips and then Amanda on her cheek.<br><br>Moving as fast as she could out of the kitchen to pick up her purse and keys, she called out. "Pizza it is! No you two behave and play nice! Love you!" She rushed out of her home, hoping that Rebecca was still too dazed to follow after her. Getting into her mercedez suv, she rushed out of her home and down the block making the call for the pizza as she drive.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nykteus</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 22:46:36</strong>
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				As far as Rebecca was concerned, anyone surprised by their wife's ex-lover and best friend while being orally pleasured by said wife in the hallway had nothing to excuse herself for. She'd gotten a right shock on top of her existing stress, and felt that she well deserve the drinks, even if she did mildly regret them. Setting down the bottle on the counter, she walked to the fridge, fetching a bottle of water for her guest. Leanna's blitzkrieg chatter and sudden departure left the younger woman stunned for a few moments, then contemplating lynching her wife, even if Leanna would probably only get turned on by the sight of a noose. "Was she always like that?" She found herself asking Amanda, a mildly exasperated expression etched onto her features. The pair of them had never been alone before, that was mildly unnerving.<br><br>It would have been easier if Amanda was ugly, or even just a man, then all the other feelings that were mixed up between the pair of them wouldn't be complicated by the fact that the older woman was so goddamned sexy. She wondered what might have happened if things had gone differently, if she'd run into Amanda and it had been Leanna that had been left behind at that club. Not a thought she entertained long, her life had turned out better than she'd ever dreamed and she never took her good fortune for granted. "I never got into the medieval business. Some of 'em think they're that Bathory one, all chains and spikes. I don't mind slapping a nice arse, but I don't want to turn one to mincemeat." Well, at the end of the day, they only had two things in common, Leanna and a tendency to be on one side or another of a spanking.<br><br>She would have been happier if she hadn't been the one left with Amanda, but she certainly didn't fancy leaving the other pair alone either. The way Leanna looked at the woman made it clear that the old love hadn't faded nearly as much as she migh have hoped, and the mere thought had her heart up in her neck. It didn't help that what she and Leanna had started hadn't been finished, interrupted pleasure was worse than no pleasure at all. Opening the doorway, she strode down along the stairs, idly fixing her skirt and shirt, balancing her drink in her other hand. She didn't really want it, but it felt a bit better to be holding something. The Dungeon looked strange, if only because of all the things that were conspicuously absent, though the hooks, bolts and clasps on the walls were a dead giveaway of some of the less innocent things that went on down there. She went to the couch, curling her legs under her, putting the glass down on the floor.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PenitentKitten</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 22:58:45</strong>
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				Amanda laughed, "Yes. You should have seen her the first time she tried to convince me to bend over her knee. I didn't have the heart to tell her all she had to do was say 'knee'." She sipped her water as she followed the other woman into the dungeon. "Lea gets what she wants. She always has. And, she wants us to get along. You hate me. I hate you. But Lea's the unstoppable force, here, and at the end of the day we both want her to be happy." Amanda shrugged. <br><br>She wondered around the dungeon, noting all the bits and pieces put into an otherwise nicely painted wall. The sofa looked comfy, the carpet was soft, from what she could tell under her heels. "This is nice actually. I mean, whips and chains have their place, and in a club, they can set a scene quite nicely, but I like this. There's no pressure here to always be on."<br><br>After a moment she sat down on the far side of the couch. "You take care of her afterwards right? Whatever soothing, comforting she needs to bring her back from subspace--though I can't believe you got her to go there in the first place." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nykteus</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 23:13:29</strong>
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				Rebecca felt a little icy cold stab in her chest at the way Amanda so fondly reminisced about being with Leanna, her Leanna. <em>That's the past and the past is past.</em> She found herself listening quietly, licking her lips the way she did when she was nervous, or worried, or aroused, a slow trace of her dainty pink tongue around her dark pout. "Christ, I don't hate yeh. I didn't even know yeh existed til me and her were already together. It was just love at first sight, y'know?" She pondered that phrasing, catching her lower lip in crisp white teeth for a moment. "Well, lust. A friend of mine talked me inteh dressin' a fair bit more appealin' than I was used t' back then. We just sort of ran inteh one another it went from there. Once I had her, I wasn't lettin' her go." A part of her might have felt a little guilty, she wasn't thick, she knew how much love had been between the pair. But at the end of the day, Amanda just hadn't fought hard enough, and that wasn't anyone's fault but her own.<br><br>"We don't really have any lines." She shrugged, sitting back, brushing her skirt back into place so it afforded some modesty. "What happens just happens, and it works for us. Believe it or not, I don't need t' be told how t' take care of my wife. I wouldn't be rough with her if'n she didn't want it." She couldn't help but feel that Amanda, gorgeous, older, Amanda, was looking down on her, as if she was a little girl in over her head. "She was my first, y'know. Who d'yeh think taught me all that kinky stuff?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PenitentKitten</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 23:22:31</strong>
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				"I'm sorry." Amanda sighed. She looked down at her hands, her jaw clenching as she felt her cheeks beginning to burn with the tale tell signs of tears forming. "I shouldn't've come. This was a really bad idea. Look, I'll leave in the morning, ok? You guys can go back to your perfect lives without the one who wasn't good enough."<br><br>She shrugged and took a sip of her water. It was not like her to feel sorry for herself. Not like this. Not where people could see. <br><br>"I'm sure you take care of her. And I know she's a good teacher. I just care about her, and you can't ask me to stop that. I'll be out of your hair tomorrow."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nykteus</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 23:39:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rebecca wasn't a sadist, she didn't like hurting people emotionally or physically. What she did with Leanna didn't count, it was asked for, begged for, and the time she'd decked that other woman had been for slipping a hand up her wife's skirt and more than asking for it in another fashion. "Ah, fer fuck's sake, that's not what I mean." Her heart went out to the other woman, it's not like she'd never imagined losing Leanna, she didn't know if it would make her homocidal or suicidal but it would definitely break her. Unfolding her legs, she shuffled across the couch, reaching out to pat Amanda's shoulder lightly. "We're not perfect. We fight, we argue. It's just a bit hard because she gets all hot and bothered when I lose my temper."<br><br>Licking her lips, she found herself doing some hard thinking. She didn't like the way Leanna acted around Amanda, it made her nervous for the same reasons Amanda was now heartbroken, and then she felt like a right bitch for having such little faith in the woman she loved. Amanda gone out of their lives would be a blessing, but she knew that it'd mean a little bit of Leanna going with the woman. "I know she still loves yeh. I know yeh love her." Lifting her hand, she brought it to cup Amanda's cheek, making the woman meet her grey green eyes. "I can't let yeh have her." She took a deep breath, and didn't give herself time to rethink the words that were already bubbling up her throat. "But yeh c'n have us, and we c'n have you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PenitentKitten</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 23:55:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Amanda started to shake her head. To protest that she knew that was not what Rebecca meant. No, the reason she needed to leave was for herself. She could not continue to be tortured by the two of them, to have Leanna teasing her with things she could never have. She could just go back to Mistress hopping, to hoping that she could find the one other woman who could help her forget that she'd never be with the woman she loves, to make her fall in love with someone else.<br><br>She was starting to try to figure out how to explain all of that when Rebecca cupped her cheek and made her look at her.<br><br>"Do you really want that? Not just to make Leanna happy, but do you want that? Because there are things you need to know about me if you really want to make that kind of offer." She licked her own lips, tears still on her cheeks, but her eyes steady as she looked into Rebecca's. "For me, this is a lifestyle, it's not about being a part of a lifestyle movement or anything, though I do enjoy that aspect, but this, being submissive, a slave, this is who I am. It's a crucial part of relationships for me. It's also kinda...a necessary part of sex for me." She smiled slightly, "Even in non-scene sex, I need a little roughness. Do you really want that?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nykteus</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 00:20:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lifting her hand, Rebecca didn't really answer as Amanda spoke, waiting for the woman to finish before she brushed away those tears, with the palm of her hand on one cheek, the back of it on the other, smiling softly as she reached around, taking a firm hold of that convenient handle of hair, her other hand rising to cup Amanda's chin. "I don't put labels on things, I take people as they are. But one thing yeh'll be in doubt about is that I am in control, in this house, this marriage, everything. Yeh wouldn't be here if I didn't allow it, no matter how badly Leanna wants yeh here." Her tone was calm and even, Rebecca didn't need to force false aggression to assert her dominance, her strength came from confidence, and that anxiety she felt about Amanda was crumbling away, baring the hunger that only grew as she looked into those big brown eyes.<br><br>Leaning forwards, she tugged Amanda's head back until the woman was looking up at the ceiling, her other hand slipping down from her chin to curl around her throat, feeling the warmth of such soft flesh. Her moist lips caressed the woman's ear as she murmured, in a voice husky with lust. "The woman yeh used to kneel before kneels for me. I know what yeh need, I c'n give it teh yeh." Drawing back, she found herself peering intently at Amanda as she climbed to her feet, holding that gaze which was broken only as she gathered up her shirt and peeled it up and away from her body, casting it aside to reveal her creamy flesh. "Yeh know where yeh belong. Strip. Kneel." Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her skirt and panties, she peeled them down over the swell of her hips, flicking them away with her foot. At least Leanna would have something interesting to return to. She waited for obedience, idly letting fingers play over her tattoo.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PenitentKitten</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 00:28:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Amanda almost did so, it had been so long since she'd felt a hand on her throat--mainly because trust had to be built before she allowed that line to be crossed, but it felt good, as did Rebecca's calm authority.<br><br>However, she forced herself to close her eyes, "No. Not without Leanna's consent. I know...I think...this is what she was hinting at before she left." She licked her lips. It took every bit of control she had not to strip and kneel, "But I need full" Amanda swallowed, "enthusiastic consent. You might not like labels, but I've worked as a volunteer for when this goes wrong, and I honestly don't think that's even a remote danger here, but I also know that if I'm going to kneel at your feet, we'll have clear boundaries and limits and safe words, and the full consent of everyone involved..."<br><br>She opened her eyes, "I'm sorry if that disappoints you, but when Leanna returns, if she consents, I'll take my rightful place."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 00:51:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leanna had payed the delivery boy, she even tipped him good for arriving under the fifteen minute mark she had set. She was excited to be home, even more excited to surprise both of them, that made her chuckle. When she parked on the driveway, taking the pizza in her hands, she closed the car door quietly, before running towards the front door. Opening it very, very quietly and closing it without making any noise, she moved towards the kitchen and then the living room. Her girls were nowhere to be seen and she had a good idea of where exactly they where. Placing the pizza on the dinner table, she slowly walked toward the dungeon.<br><br>Hidden from their view but listening in on their conversation. She bit her lip when she heard clothes getting discarded. She was surprised to hear her friend sticking to her believes and very proud, she'd always been a firm believer of first knowing the limits and then playing. Of course, she never practice that with Rebecca since both her and her wife had the same interests and good body language. She hesitated on going down, knowing that all would change if she did, but deep down she felt an immense thrilled for finally having a taste of them both together.<br><br>Taking the last few steps slowly, she walked towards then, her eyes moving first to her wife's naked form and then to Amanda. A soft smile on her lips appeared as she studied both of them.<br><br>"I consent, Amanda. There is nothing that would please me more to see you kneeling down for us," Leanna said, before approaching Amanda and sitting on the balls of her feet. She looked at Rebecca, before going back to look at Amanda, placing her hands on her best friend's lap.<br><br>"What do you want us to know and what do you want to know about us? What is your limit? We do have safewords, but we rarely use them, but when it comes to you we will be paying attention to all your needs," Leanna said very professional like. She squeezed Amanda's knees, before getting up and sitting on the edge of the sofa just behind Rebecca.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nykteus</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 01:00:55</strong>
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				Rejection wasn't something Rebecca was terribly used to, but she hadn't really gone after all that many people for rejection to have played a big role in her life, she was married to the first and only person she'd ever gone to bed with. Nevertheless, she took it in stride, at least hiding the hurt of being turned down by a beautiful woman. It sounded a bit like Amanda had spent way too much time around people who thought they were Hannibal Lecter, but that wasn't Rebecca's fault. She liked life to be passionate and surprising, having to codify everything seemed like nailing it down, making it cold and clinical. "Suit yerself."<br><br>It was clear that Leanna had a much better way with the woman than herself, but she had decided that if Amanda was going to keep being standoffish, that was her own loss. Moving to Leanna, she took hold of the other woman's throat in a firm, loving grip, bringing her wife to stand so that she could gather up two fistfuls of that lovely dress and draw it down to shimmer to the floor around her feet. "Amanda's worried I'm not able to be domineerin' enough, I think." She grinned, giving Leanna's throat a brief, rough squeeze before settling down on the couch, drawing her darling into her lap, lifting a hand up to idly caress a pert, perfect breast."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PenitentKitten</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 01:09:20</strong>
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				Amanda had teared up again as Leanna said how much she wanted Amanda to join them, though as she answered Leanna, she ignored Rebecca's posturing. It was cute, really. She did, however, raise an eyebrow as she looked at Leanna, amazed that the woman had not had the conversations with Rebecca herself. Even if they were in synch, communication was key.<br><br>Instead, she simply stood and stripped, a bit embarrassed as she took off the granny panties with the stockings so they would not be seen. "Lea, you already know all my limits, they're basically the same they've always been. I'll let you explain them to Rebecca when you can breath. Oh, except I've really come to enjoy a couple of lashes with a skilled hand at the single tail, still the sound alone can do it without any contact." She smirked and knelt, not minding the least watching. <br><br>She knelt in a trained position, knees apart, shoulders back so breasts were presented, but rather than casting her eyes down, they watched. Her hands where on her thighs--she'd been at this long enough she would not even consider touching herself without permission. She was waxed clean, her belly button the only piercing other than her ears, though she'd toyed with the idea of getting other piercings. No tats decorated her body, as that had long been reserved for being permanently claimed. But just because she behaved did not mean she was not turned on.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 23:48:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh," Leanna said surprised. A soft, happy whine escaping her lips after her wife had disrobe her in front of Amanda. The tight hold she had around her own neck arousing her instantly. Leanna had secret fetish of being watched as well as watching; the idea of giving her best friend and once lover a look at how Rebecca and she played was enough to make her nipples hard. Licking her lips, she smiled mischievously at Rebecca.<br><br>"I guess we will have to show her then," She drawled out in a seductive tone, obediently following her wife to the couch and taking her place on Rebecca's lap. Leaning back against her wife's body, she watched Amanda with an intent gaze as one of her breasts were deliciously teased by her wife's expert hands.<br><br>A soft, blush settling upon her cheeks as she took in Amanda's reaction, knowing quite well what she meant with it. Biting her lower lip, she waited for Amanda to make her decision, a triumphant feeling settling inside of her as she watched Amanda stripped.<br><br>"Nice panties," She commented before wolf whistling at seeing Amanda's body. "Mmmm, I can't wait for us to try that with you. It's going to be so much fun," Leanna commented, as she wiggled on her wife's slap, not at all bother by the pressure on her throat. Her eyes traveling&nbsp; down Amanda's body slowly. A long time had passed since she'd seen it and it was still unmarked to her relief. She really hope that this didn't backfire on her or on any of them, since she wanted to be the one to take Amanda along with Rebecca, as their mistress, to mark her best friend as their own. <br><br>She wanted to see the submissive redhead with her nipples pierced and that sensitive clit (she had such a long time ago tease to no end) pierced as well.&nbsp; She wanted more than anything to enjoy once more Amanda's climaxes and relish them with Rebecca when they finally could make her cum.<br><br>Moving her head back and turning it a little, she moaned her pleasure to get her wife's attention. "Can't we play with her or must we first give her a treat of what is to come?" She asked, very excited to start serving and getting as well as giving pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nykteus</strong> on <strong>22-03-2013, 22:35:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was hardly as though Rebecca had never thought about Amanda, the invitation was practically more than she could hope to bear. For the most part she had been willing to offer the woman a place for Leanna's sake, but she could hardly hope to pretend that she had not wanted the woman for quite some time. Although she hadn't any proper introduction to the lifestyle, she'd never had any need to learn the rights and wrongs, so perfectly did the pair of them suit, she wanted to give her beloved something she had been missing for quite some time. Kerrigan had never made any secret of her possessiveness, one woman had earned a broken nose for trying to bcome too intimate with Leanna.<br><br>Kissing lightly along the line of her jaw, she nipped at her earlobe. "Why don't yeh lead her over here? I know yeh'be missed leadin' her around by the hair." Considering how loud Leanna tended to be, given her easy excitability, it was scarcely surprising that they had precious few secrets. Besides the point, sometimes it was just so much more fun to make demands and watch them fulfilled. While her decision had not been entirely selfless, it was only fair to give Leanna back something that she had dearly missed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 00:05:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm! Yes, Miss," Leanna said in a purring tone as she got up from her wife's lap. She walked towards Amanda, grabbing a fistful of that beautiful cobalt hair, she tugged jerking the submissive's face up for a quick kiss. Pulling her by the hair she started forward, her eyes on Rebecca and a smirk on her lips.<br><br>"Such a good little slut you are. Are you going to please our mistress and most of all me?" Leanna tugged once more on the man, while her other hand caressed one of Amanda's cheeks, before giving her a soft slap. "Answer, Slut." She said in a harsh tone, ordering Amanda to talk.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PenitentKitten</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 00:16:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amanda had flushed slightly when Leanna mentioned her panties, but otherwise she showed no reaction, watching them, waiting, content to watch them, honestly, as much as she longed for more. She did let a smile slip on to her lips as they talked about her as if she was not there, but managed not to squirm as their words went right to her core.<br><br>There was another slight flush when Rebecca mentioned knowing how much Leanna liked to lead her around by the hair. <br><br>When Leanna grabbed her hair and jerked her in for a kiss, she did kiss her happily, moaning softly as she had missed this so much.<br><br>"I live only to please you both." She had squealed slightly at the slap to her face, a reaction only Leanna had ever elicited before now, because only Leanna had ever seen the full depth of her depravity had ever understood just how much of a slave she was, and now she hoped Rebecca too would appreciate it. "Gods, I love you, Lea. You've always owned me, even when you didn't know it. And if you submit to Rebecca then I will gladly submit to her as well, and learn to love her fully. I am yours, both of yours. Your slave, your object, your pet, your toy, yours." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 17:05:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leanna's heart skipped various beats as she took in what Amanda was actually saying. Her hand rub Amanda's cheek lightly, before she gave her a soft kiss on the lips. Straightening up, she began to tugged once more on Amanda's hair as she guided her towards Rebecca's feet. <br><br>"I like the sound of that. You are such a good girl, I think you need a reward for such moving words... Don't you think, Mistress?" Leanna asked, pleased to no end with Amanda. Her eyes met Rebecca's, before they move down to the floor, a signal to her wife that she knew who well was in control. When she finally got Amanda near enough for Rebecca, she took a few steps back to wait for her orders.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nykteus</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 22:39:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Those words sometimes seemed just a little overly dramatic, but sweet in a way, and Rebecca could hardly pretend that she didn't enjoy so much attention from two very beautiful women. As far as dreams went, she couldn't have chosen a nicer one to come true. She leaned forwards, reaching out to idly draw the back of her hand down along Amanda's cheek, studying the woman's eyes. Without tearing her gaze away, she pointed to the empty space beside Amanda, speaking in a firm tone. "Kneel, Leanna." After all, she could hardly hope to keep from wanting to see her two lovely pets arrayed before her, taking a rather wicked thrill in her control.<br><br>Curling one arm around the back of Amanda's neck, the other slipping down to hold the woman's throat, she sought out those soft lips for the kiss she'd wanted for years. It was hungry and fierce, all of her pent up passion for the woman burning through her into that meeting of mouths, pulling Amanda tighter into her embrace.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 22:42:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leanna did as she was told. She knelt next to Amanda and watch silently as her wife studied the other redhead. They were both beautiful, soft looking and very damn hot, in her opinion. She couldn't help but feel that raging possessiveness over both of them. As she watched Rebecca kissed Amanda, she gulped and squirmed wanting to kiss them both as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PenitentKitten</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 23:05:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amanda reached her hand over to Leanna once the other woman was kneeling beside her, but before she could smile to her, Rebecca's hands were around her throat and she was being kissed. She had to admit she was surprised by the voracity of the kiss, the way Rebecca seemed hungry and demanding. She had been so caught up in her own grief at having lost Lea that she had had no clue of Rebecca's feelings for her. If she'd known sooner maybe she could have started serving them sooner.<br><br>She responded to the kiss, after the initial shock wantonly, fully reciprocating as she allowed Rebecca fully access to her mouth and to her body, though she kept a hold of Leanna's hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nykteus</strong> on <strong>26-03-2013, 00:52:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rebecca was near to purring when she finally broke the kiss with Amanda, astounded that it had actually, finally happened, unable to keep her hands from trailing down over the other woman's breasts, cupping and caressing the full mounds. "Yeh owe me, yeh know." Running her hands up, she grasped a hold of Amanda's handle of hair, finding it quite satisfying to grip as she leaned back, bringing her new pet forwards. "My baby was doin' a fine job til yeh interrupted her. It's only fair you take over where she left off." The truth was that Rebecca had been throbbing with unrequited need since the incident in the hallway, but it all seemed worth it as she guided Amanda's head between her thighs.<br><br>Looking up to Leanna, she smiled, finding that the thoughts of someone else pleasuring her while her wife watched was distinctly arousing. "Slap her. Paddle her arse red and have her screamin' while she makes me come."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PenitentKitten</strong> on <strong>26-03-2013, 19:18:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amanda grinned at Rebecca, "Gladly."<br><br>She could not help but squeal softly again as Rebecca ordered Lea to paddle her hard enough to make her scream. She got on all fours, so he could easily pleasure Rebecca and her ass be displayed for Leanna and thought if she knew this was how the week was going to go, she would have packed very very differently. The thought made her giggle a bit before she buried her face in Rebecca's sex.<br><br>Amanda prided herself on her skill with her tongue. She would not say that no one was as talented as she was--she was well aware of Lea's skill for one thing--but she knew she was good. She started slowly, kissing and licking Rebecca's inner thighs moving inward until she reached her lips. She slowly licked up the lips, between them, and then to the clitoris where she played for a few moments, starting slowly and building up before suckling on it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>26-03-2013, 22:38:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leanna grinned as she watch the exchanged. Her own hand squeezing Amanda's as Rebecca brought their new submissive between her legs. She let out a pleased whine as she watched Amanda pleasured her wife, biting her lower lip once more to keep quite as she stood up to go look for the paddle. She took off her shoes to feel more comfortable, before she looked through one of the many cabinets they hid their toys. Finally finding the place where Rebecca had hidden the paddles she looked through all of them deciding on which want to pick. She finally settled on a leather paddle with a heart design, walking back to her girl's she stood on her wife's left side. <br><br>Bending down to kiss her mouth, before she knelt and very fast, controlling her strength she hit Amanda's left butt cheek. Her other free hand going to tease Amanda's right breast. She tweaked and pinch the hard nipple, tugging on it, before her hand slid down the redhead's stomach to tease her pussy, while once more she hit the woman with the paddle this time harder than before.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PenitentKitten</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 22:50:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amanda was sucking on Rebecca's clit when the the first swat hit, the leather paddle leaving a nice red mark on her ass. She was experienced enough that she did not bite, but she did cry out into Rebecca, gasping as Leanna pinched and pulled on her nipple. Leanna had always been so good at administering pain and pleasure.<br><br>For just a moment, as Leanna teased her pussy and hit her harder, Amanda paused, panting against Rebecca's pussy, but only for a moment. She quickly resumed, playing her tongue once again over and through Rebecca's lips and darting at the entrance of her pussy, trying to read the woman to see what exactly it was that she liked, and not holding back from crying out at each strike of the paddle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nykteus</strong> on <strong>01-04-2013, 17:12:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rebecca was in a pleasant haze of pleasure, writhing slightly at the attentions from the beautiful woman before her, running a hand down into Amanda's hair to take a firm hold, savouring each teasing stroke and lash of her tongue. She breathed a moan into the kiss from Leanna, relaxing back against the couch to watch her wife go to work. It was so very obvious that, as much as Leanna loved to be the object of attention, her wife had missed being in control. The whole scene was so very intimate, as though Amanda became a conduit between the pair of them, a part of them. Thinking too deeply on the situation became rather difficult as the skillful attentions between her thighs had the younger woman growing breathless, her eyes hooded.<br><br>Licking her lips, she smiled and crooked a finger at Leanna. "C'mere, pet. There's more than enough of me t' share." Of course she was being greedy, she felt like having two beautiful women adoring her and she damn well intended to have her heart's desire.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diablerie</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 23:37:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leanna rubbed the paddle against Amanda's crimson colored and sensitive skin, while she continued to rub her slave's wet sex. Her eyes attentive and watching as her younger wife got pleased by Amanda's wicked mouth. She bit her lower lip when her wife's crooked finger commanded her forward and towards her. She put the paddle down, looking at Rebecca as her right hand lifted and spanked hard Amanda's ass, while her left hand gave the redhead submissive's clit a hard tap right after. <br><br>Her right hand developed a sharp tingling sensation which she ignored, since she had all of her focus on her mistress. As she got on all fours, she brushed her naked skin against Amanda's before she began to crawl towards Rebecca. Her eyes never leaving her wife's gaze as she waited for her orders.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PenitentKitten</strong> on <strong>15-04-2013, 21:04:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This was something Amanda had never imagined, being on all fours <em>beside</em> Leanna rather than in front of her. The swat, so much more intimate than the paddle, caused her to cry out with a purr of pleasure, followed by a second as Leanna had swatted her clit. When Leanna rubbed against her beside her, on all fours, Amanda leaned over, rubbing against her in return, longing for the missed intimacy of skin against skin. A masochist she has always been, but also a cuddler.<br><br>She continued to eat Rebecca out even as Leanna waited on all four beside her, waiting for orders. <br><br>Amanda had spent enough time on all fours to know how to balance herself. Being a masochistic slut meant she did pushups and planks on a regular basis. So she reached out the hand on the side of Leanna and under the other woman, cupping her breast and massaging her nipple with her thumb.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking To Serve (Hek, Pen and Nyk)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nykteus</strong> on <strong>15-04-2013, 22:23:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rebecca wanted to moan her pleasure, though it had very little to do with Amanda's eager lapping in that moment. The pair of them were perfect, beautiful and radiant, and all hers. It sent a giddy thrill down the young woman's spine, a husky moan and a gentle buck of her hips showing off a hint of her delight. More than the lust she felt for them, she was deeply reassured that she was still in control, that her beloved wasn't going to be stolen. She knew that she'd never live without Leanna, the woman was a drug, a religion, even when she was domineering, all of Rebecca was wrapped up in that woman who meant the world to her. She just didn't have the words to describe her happiness, but she hardly needed them.<br><br>Reaching out, she cupped her wife's chin in her left hand, the right taking a firm hold of Amanda's auburn handle, tugging the woman up so that both of her darlings were on a level, angelic faces upturned. Such allure was worthy of worship, and yet they were all hers. Surreal as the moment was, at least to her, she knew that it was the way things were meant to be. Leaning forwards, she grinned, tasting herself on Amanda's lips with a sweep of her tongue, claiming Leanna's mouth in a hungry kiss a heartbeat later. As their tongues wound together, she drew Amanda in closer, not entirely sure how three people kissed at the one time, but damned eager to give it a try.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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