A father's gift [Daimon de Broken Hearted & Doom Cookie]
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				Title: <strong>A father's gift [Daimon de Broken Hearted &amp; Doom Cookie]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doom Cookie</strong> on <strong>17-06-2010, 10:22:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i302/SunLilly_2006/Elliquiy/PrettyNekoGirl-1.jpg)</div>Asri walked down the halls of her Master's large Victorian estate (http://www.blogcdn.com/www.luxist.com/media/2007/02/queenanne.jpg) She had been called down to see him in order to discuss something of great importance, she was sure it had to do with his young son and the training he would soon be needing in order to follow in his father's footsteps and take over the business. It was something they had been preparing for since his birth, maybe no Asri, but she knew that his father and others had been planning it. She was merely his fathers maid, confidant, and on occasion, his mate.<br><br>As she walked down to the room she knew so well, she thought about her years year. She started her when her Master was learning his trade, she had been here ever since. She watched him grow into a fine man and was now getting the chance to watch his son do the same thing. Since he was born, Asri had been like his stand-in nanny. She wasn't around all the time, but she watched over him closely. With the boy's thirteenth birthday coming up in a week she was sure that was what this meeting was about, she knew her Master couldn't just be wanting sex. No, she normally knew by how his note was written. If it was quick and scribbles, he was in need of attention and not in the mood to wait; but if is was neat he had something else in mind. However, tonight it was kinda neat, but messy for his neat. If that made sense. <br><br>When she got to the door of her Master's room she knocked twice before walking in, knowing that he would know it was her and would not fret. She stepped just into the door and closed it behind her. "You called, Master?" she asked in her normal soft sweet tone. She wore a gentle smile on her lips as her ember eyes watched him. Her little cat ears twitched a little as she stood her, her small frame relaxed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A father's gift [Daimon de Broken Hearted &amp; Doom Cookie]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daimon de Broken Hearted</strong> on <strong>17-06-2010, 12:04:57</strong>
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				(http://i630.photobucket.com/albums/uu27/RoninZyleria/Anime-1.jpg)<br><br>His eyes would be looking to the ceiling and thinking about this, something he knew he would need to do eventually. It was his son that he wanted to take over his buisness and no other. Training personal lovers was a business in high order these days. And he took none of the shady dealings his one time mentor had, or his father for that matter. No, he would take no young girl they had 'rescued' from the streets and train her for their entertainment or others that visited them. Once it was only the district that needed these trained lovers, something to make their business' money and sate the desire of young and old patrons alike, no, now everyone wanted a trained....lover, yeah better then saying slave he supposed, but many ended up that way. Used and abused after they left his house. <br><br>He asked no, no there was no attachment in this business, or so they said and he tried to make himself beleive. But...Asri, she was someone he had kept around and more then that shown more love then he had anyone else but his family. No, she was an exception and why he needed her so, at his side in many things. Mate, and his sons nanny, bit thirteen the boy was about time to take over. Calleb was fourty three now, and it was time he trained and had trained a protege' and it would be his son. No doubt the boy would do good in the buisness, and he loved his nan Asri, so whom better to train the boy, mold him into a man that would be needed. This room was large, held a couch, his desk, a bar, and many shelves on the wall for his expansive collection of art books and novels. Each one read manytimes by him, his family, and yes staff. Many were close older staff from his fathers days, and new that he had trained. All close and trustingly loyal, he made sure, or they were fired and made known their ways by no one else hiring them. <br><br>His boots were on the desk, something his maid and even Asri might dislike for it left scuff marks. But he relaxed, she would be coming soon, the note he scrolled was both hinting and to the point, he needed her. And what he wanted many seen he got. Her, not so much as he would like. But she did this for him it seemed, reined in his old habits of getting everything like a spoiled brat. She lived a long time and would when he was old and grey, another reason for this, someone his son was attached to, and boy was he. " Dad, Asri did this, shes so cool." He smiled, wondering about this, what would the boy say about her training him. No, the boy might like it, either way he was set to give her this task. And sat up trying to look busy when she knocked and looked to him.<br><br>Her amber eyes would meet his cool light blues, some said were as cold as his heart, but any knowing him well knewhe was a loving man. Hard, when only it was called for. Her ears, so cute, would tell her mood. He learned this well, her ears back, she was angry, them up, playfull. But now, he knew she was curious and he would not keep her....to long in suspence. He rose up, his form thin, but muscled under his attire. Black hair long and flowing as he hit a button locking the door behind her with a click. " Yes Asri my...dear. I...need you." He would walk to her and bow, gentlemanly in style, his walk gracefull, poised, trained.&nbsp; Taking her hand in his he kissed the top, other hand petting behind her ear. " Yes, dear, I need someone I trust and you are her." He was beside her, around her form like an anaconda its meal. But then, if she relaxed into him with her petite frame, he pulled back. " Come have a seat love..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A father's gift [Daimon de Broken Hearted &amp; Doom Cookie]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doom Cookie</strong> on <strong>17-06-2010, 20:41:27</strong>
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				Asri was indeed curious at to whether or not she had been right in her assumptions. A soft smile covered her lips as she heard the click from the door, at least she had assumed one thing right for sure. Her Master was definitely in need of her company tonight, and she was more then happy to oblige. She loved her Master and would do anything for him. To her, he was her one true love, even if he'd never know it. There were lines that had to be drawn because of their positions, she wasn't about to cross one and lose what she had.<br><br>She smiled at him and bowed in return to his, this was why she loved him. Other then his genuinely kind heart, he was a gentleman to her. Treated her like he really cared for her. She wasn't just some maid that worked for him, she was someone who didn't need a title to be important to him. For that she would forever be grateful. She held his hand proudly in hers, purring softly as he rubbed her ears; he knew just how to get to her. He always had. For some reason, no matter what she did to try to stop it, he had a power over her. After all these years she had decided fighting it was useless.<br><br>She smiled as he got real close to her then pulled as she started to melt. She nodded "Yes Master" her voice was soft and sweet as it always was with him. She sat down in the chair on t he opposite side of his desk chair. She crossed her right leg over her left, knowing that he would be able to see up her little dress, knowing that he's see her lack of panties. It was her way of showing that she knew what he wanted when they were done and came prepared. "What do you need me to do, Master?" she asked in a business-like tone, she knew there was work to be done before they could play, before she could show him her love for him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A father's gift [Daimon de Broken Hearted &amp; Doom Cookie]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daimon de Broken Hearted</strong> on <strong>18-06-2010, 09:43:47</strong>
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				He smiled when he had held her, not just the comfort the gave but the other things, her forms wamrth and curves, and really something that made his heart skip...her purrs. Yes, he loved this woman sitting in front of him. She was more then he ever let on to her or the others. Which repected her, they knew she earned her spot at his side by more then her way in the bedroom. Though they would never know, no. He would look to her and seen she forgot her panties, and smiled, she read him like a book. He desired her company cause she gave him more then feelingof pleasure, she warmed his heart and made him feel loved. But now right now he reminded himself as he listened to her soft and sweet words. Her voice like honey, or her nectar he so loved to lick until it...came. <br><br>He would sit forward, and lean with one arm on his desk, the other would rest in his lap. " Asri, I respect you for so much you do around here, and if loyalty is any its yours. Which is why I called you here." One of them he spoke inwardly to himself. " I need you to Train my son, in this business. I know you will mold him into someone fine and who will be like his old man.&nbsp; He respects you like.....a Freind, confidant, and more. Something I seen encouraged it even." His voice was soft, but business, and he took no from no one. Not even she told him no, and would she give this thought, or had she already? He was curious, very much so to see her reaction, to see what she thought. Of course she would not say no, unless he thought wrong, she could. But then would she like him using someone less perfect on the training of her boy? <br><br>Calleb would sit back some leaning more on that arm on the desk. He was erect in his pants, her being so close when they held. Aswell as a glimpse of her sex, a glimpse more then enough to burn in him for a taste.Business, yes, he was here for that first. He needed to know his son would be raised into manhood by someone he himself and the boy could trust. " This is something important to me Asri my dear." He would not need that, But it was the truth she did so much for him.&nbsp; His light blues looked into her amber hues, and smiled softly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A father's gift [Daimon de Broken Hearted &amp; Doom Cookie]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doom Cookie</strong> on <strong>23-06-2010, 22:56:26</strong>
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				Asri smiled, she'd been right on both accounts. He did need his son to be trained. She knew she was the best choice and he knew she would never deny him. It wasn't that she had to accept, she knew she had the right to tell him no, but she loved him with all her heart. They both knew that. They both knew she would do anything for him. "Of course I'll train him. I was trained with you, it's only fitting that I now train him." she smiled "And you're right, there is no one better to train him." she knew what he was thinking, she knew her Master better then anyone.<br><br>She smiled softly. "I know how important it is, and I will handle it with great care." she grinned at him, her ears twitching a little on their own. She stood up and walked around to his side of the desk, sitting on his desk in front of him, her right leg crossed over her left. She smiled down at him, waiting to see if there was anything else they needed to talk about before she slipped out of her dress for him.
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				Post by: <strong>Daimon de Broken Hearted</strong> on <strong>29-06-2010, 18:49:58</strong>
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				Calleb smiled, of course she knew him better then any other. For may reasons and one being they were raised together when Asri was purchased as a Kitten as it were. Another was she was a freind inseperable from his side. So a smile would widen on those lips as a hand would caress her cat ears as she sat in front of him. Fingers softly stroked the spot behind them. Listening to her as she spoke to him, eyes on hers for there was no doubt she got full attention. And it was Intellegance and beauty, respect and honesty that earned this.&nbsp; "Great soon I will make sure you hold what you need for when you begin. I will expect a list of all you desire, and the toys." Calleb smiled and winked to Asri. Knowing well her taste for toys. Continueing to stroke spot and hair, both soft and yet difference between Fur and hair. " So Love, I know Rai will be in great hands. I want training in all we learned, plus feel free to use our female staff to aide in more..advanced training I will speak to you on as It comes up."<br><br>Business was over, when she would reply. But for now he placed a hand on knee and unfolded legs so her pussy was open to his veiwing. Calleb was denied nothing, if it came to them, and why would it. They loved eachother, and each look and movment showed this. So interesting, he thought to himself. So wet. " Asri, Will you do anything? Cause I have something Special in mind tonight to celebrate." Eyes lit up with Desire and hunger. Parting more those long sexy legs, fingers trailed up to her wetness, and parted those lips, looking into her. Thumb dancing on her clit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A father's gift [Daimon de Broken Hearted &amp; Doom Cookie]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doom Cookie</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 18:47:09</strong>
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				Asri purred as he touched her ears, her most sensitive spot. It never took much to make her playful when it came to her ears. She always loved how he looked into her eyes, how he gave her all his attention. She knew she wasn't just a servant to him, she was so much more to him and very grateful for that. When he asked for a list she nodded, they both knew what she liked and enjoyed, but she'd make a list for him anyways.<br><br>A great smile crossed her lips as he claled her "Love". she knew Rai was in good hands and she knew what she was going to teach him. There was a lot of prepping she had to do now and she knew where she was going to start.<br><br>When he placed his hand on her knees she knew that business talk was over and that her loving Master was going to make love to her now. She smiled as her pussy was exposed to him, not use in blushing or being embarrassed. She loved this man, he saw her body whenever he pleased. When he asked his question she wondered why he had asked at all, he knew she'd do anything for him. "Of course Master." she smiled, giving a small moan as he touched her tender body with his fingers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A father's gift [Daimon de Broken Hearted &amp; Doom Cookie]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daimon de Broken Hearted</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 19:45:01</strong>
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				The smile never left Callebs lips as he would look to Asri. God when she purred for him all else was lost. She was beautiful in body and in that inner place that shown like the sun if one looked to her. She knew what she wanted and would not beat around the bush. Good reason to entrust his son, perhaps some would rub off onto him. She was strong and vibrant, every bit of a woman. He looked upon her exposed pussy and smiled, as she moaned to his gentle touch. So nice and wet, his fingers slid across her pussy lips slow, rubbing soft. Thumb would rub, and lightly flick her clit, teasing it and her. <br><br>His other hands fingers moved through her soft fur and hair, playing in it and with her ears, softly rubbing behind them in a spot he knew she enjoyed. Her ears something he had always found intriguing and very arousing about her. Soft, and pointed, he leaned in, licking one of them. Softly he blew into it and onto the wetness he made. Lips grazing in soft nibbles to the tip, then stopped and kissed her. A deep and long kiss that passed between lovers, and those that held soulmates. Tongue softly tracing her lips, and then nibbled the lower, pulling and growling.<br><br>Fingers on her pussy would continue, then soon the index and middle glided up and down her slit, before sinking deep and Slow. In and out he thrust them into her, gliding within her inner walls. Swirling them around within, and at times wiggling and spreading them with thrusts. He knew she would agree to his special plans for them. Soon enough she would find out what. But for now, kissing her was his pleasure, tasting those lips he yearned for each day.
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