Love from First Chat? ((PrimalChaos & AngelicGrace))
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				Title: <strong>Love from First Chat? ((PrimalChaos &amp; AngelicGrace))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 00:50:57</strong>
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				Cassie knew that this was probably such a horrible idea. How in the world could this possibly not be a bad idea? Too many thoughts were running through the young Gothic teens mind. It was hard not to have her mind racing when she was doing something that could potentially be so frickin' dangerous. Especially in the state that she was honestly in at the moment. Which was just yet another reason why this was probably a hugely bad idea. There just seemed like there were many too many reasons that this was a bad idea and she sat there at the restaurant and continued to fidget her long fingered and elegantly alabaster hands with the damn napkin that was on her lap. Aside from those specific things, what was her fiancee going to say about this if he ever found out? Cassie had honestly let herself be drawn into this whole damn agreement against her better judgement and that was quite saying something about it in the first place. She normally had such good judgement about such things and she was completely going against what she thought was for the better. But when it came to him, how could she honestly resist? <br><br>Little Cassie, or perhaps maybe not so little in certain ways anymore, was a young Gothic teen. She had all the qualities that would qualify her for that title and perhaps then more some. She had the dark hair that was streaked with beautiful burgundy red colors, it was straight at the moment, but most of the time it was an unruly kind of raven curled hair. It was part from one side to the other and it looked silky soft despite the fact of how many times she had dyed the soft strands over and over again. Her skin was a beautiful alabaster tone that most would expect on a Gothic. It looked as smooth and soft as the softest rose petals and that was due to the fact that she had made sure to use every kind of moisturizer there was that would keep her tight and firm skin soft and smooth as rose petals. Her eyes were a beautiful pale blue that would almost scream that something was supernatural about her with how pale they were, but alas, she was no witch casting powerful spells on mortals. Her body was usually a complete knockout. With her breasts, though they were about the small size of large oranges, they were capped with beautiful strawberry pink nipples and aeroles. And that kind of look along with the pale skin was quite enticing to most men. She had piercings across a large portion of her body, though nothing so extreme that it made her look unusually weird. Mostly just normal piercings that you would expect from a beautiful Gothic teen like herself. <br><br>Some of those piercings were eyebrow, tongue, a couple of piercings going up her ear, her cartilage, her belly button, and a lip ring. For the most part, most of her piercings made her look the part of a sexy wild Gothic teen. And her clothes made her look quite the same way, but the thing that was making this image seem a little strange? Was the rather large swollen belly that held her and her fiancee's baby girl inside of it. Yes, she was pregnant and it was quite obvious with her small build and her big swollen belly. Her breasts that had been small and perky to the point of cute were now swollen and large with the milk that was going to feed the little girl growing inside of her belly. She had already begun to leak milk and it was rather embarrassing for her at times. Her breasts were still perky and tight despite their major growth. And all in all, it seemed like the tight, firm Gothic's body was taking pregnancy very well compared to most. There wasn't an ounce of fat on her body and all of it seemed like it had gone to the protruding belly and heavy, swollen breasts. <br><br>Somehow, Cassie's clothes had still managed to fit on her growing body and that was something that she was thankful for. She really hadn't wanted to deal with the all bright and happy looking maternity clothes that some women bothered with. She had just wanted to stick to her skirts, pants and combat boots. Most of her pants in the first place were low on the hips, so it was a perfect fit for her growing belly and the material. Though, today, she was wearing a dress instead of pants and such things. She had honestly wanted to look nice as she could and perhaps manage to cover up a bit of the swollen belly from the person she was meeting today. The dress itself was quite dark and beautiful, but it was still what you would expect on a Gothic girl with its corset/bustier like middle, though it was not squeezing her belly or the baby and the skirt of the dress was wrinkled, ruffled material. It was a halter top like dress and left most of her pale smooth back exposed and her cleavage looked absolutely stunning and enticing in the dipping material. She had on her usual combat boots and fishnet thigh hi stockings that fit her slender pale thighs fine. Though they were hidden beneath the long material of the dress. The dress's color itself was black with a bit of deep red lining to it. And her make up was no different than it had been before she got pregnant. She was wearing dark eye make up that made her light pale eyes look erotic and so very enticing. She had a light blush on her cheeks that was very light, but still noticeable and she had deep red lipstick that made her lush full lips the most inviting that they had seemed in a long time. <br><br>The person that she was meeting today that she was thinking that it was a mistake was someone she had now known for two years. And unfortunately, she was very much in love with him. Even her fiancee knew of her legendary love for this man, but she had convinced him before they had gotten engaged that she wanted him and not the other man. For a long time, Cassie had been furious with this man like no other. She had given everything she could to him with their circumstances. She had stayed out of relationships for him and had prayed and hoped that eventually he would give in, but he hadn't. And finally, she had hit a point where she got quite tired of hearing him talk about dating other women while she stayed away from men for him. The relationship itself could almost be called abusive with the way he treated her, but she had been too in love to actually give a damn. But unfortunately, it had most definitely hit a breaking point for Cassie. About a year or so ago she had finally given up on waiting for the stubborn man to decide if he loved her or if he even wanted to try things exclusively with her. It had just been enough for her. So, she had moved on as much as she possibly could. Though, to a much odder source than anyone would have expected. Most would have expected her to fall or take on another Gothic guy or Metalhead, but she was engaged to a total geek of a guy. Not to mention that he was about nine months younger than her and she had hated young guys, but her fiancee had showed her that he was different. Well, at least, at first. But Cassie was a complete submissive in the bedroom, though a fiesty one, and she needed a man who was going to be firm with her and be more of a Dominant, but her fiancee? Well, he considered things more equal between them and he couldn't really satisfy her urges to be spanked til she was sore or having her ass and pussy fucked so hard she could barely walk the next day. But it had been too late by the time that they had realized this and they found out they were pregnant. So, she had stayed with him and when this older male she was in love had found out about all of this, he had then finally admitted he had feelings for her. It had absolutely infuriated Cassie to the point where she stopped talking to him until now. <br><br>The thing was was that her and Ian only knew each other over the internet. That was how they had met and now they had decided to finally meet. When Cassie was eight months pregnant with another man's child. It was why she was sitting there at the fairly nice restaurant, twisting the damn napkin as she wondered if she should just bail. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love from First Chat? ((PrimalChaos &amp; AngelicGrace))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>07-05-2010, 02:18:09</strong>
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				Ian stepped out of the car in front of the restaurant. It was a '67 charger, fire engine red and polished to perfection. It was one of the small gifts he had given himself when he got out of his relationship with Janet. He had told himself he wouldn't think of the woman that had wasted so many years of his life, but the thought came unbidden. Janet had been all but his wife for years, and while in the beginning, she had been the pliant sub, she had slowly whittled away at that, preferring to be the kept woman and equal housewife. He threw away the thoughts of the slow march from what he wanted to what she truly wanted that occurred over those years.<br><br>No matter, he was going to meet someone he knew was so much better. He passed the keys to the valet along with a ten dollar bill. Ian had done well for himself as he grew older, considering his wild origins. He had been a roadie and security man for a few big bands back in the day, and that's where he got his taste for leather and submissive women. But now, instead of a long mangy hair, he wore it cut short, and his flecked-grey goatee was trimmed.<br><br>But his body held the hints of his past. He kept up his training on the weights, so despite his age, he still had the big well-defined body that made the bands chose him in the first place. His body was riddled with tattoos he get on a dozen drunken nights in a dozen cities. And he stood looming over the crowd, well over six feet. So, while he now dressed in a suit sans tie, he still gave many people the impression of being in the presence of a powerful and steady animal.<br><br>He stepped into the restaurant, his blue eyes flicking over the room. He knew what Cassie looked like perfectly, even though he had never seen her. He had seen pictures of her as a young perfectly formed woman, and then kept every single one that showed her progressively swelling up with that useless man's child. He had to admit, he thought her swollen breast and belly were incredibly compelling, looking so tight and smooth. And tonight, he knew he would finally have her, the woman who had occupied his thoughts more than he could even admit to himself these past few years.<br><br>He spotted her, and was glad the restaurant had complied with his request for a fairly secluded spot in the restaurant. She at in a booth towards the back, the lights down low with a candle sputtering in a glass globe on the table. He slowly approached, putting on a smile as she spotted him, and slid into the booth.<br><br>"Cassie," he said, in his deep voice, and with that single word, he knew she was his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love from First Chat? ((PrimalChaos &amp; AngelicGrace))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>07-05-2010, 21:09:57</strong>
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				The poor cloth napkin that Cassie held in her slender and long fingered hands was absolutely almost completely wrinkled from its perfect and pristine condition from when she arrived at the restaurant and sat at the table. That made it quite clear just how nervous she really was about this whole thing. She had been sitting there, wringing the cloth napkin over and over again and if it had been anything other than cloth, it would have been in shreds on her lap. And that would have been quite embarrassing. But in all honesty, how could she really not be nervous about what was going on tonight? In all technicalities, she was cheating on her husband and the father of her little girl. She sighed softly and looked down at her swollen belly as she rubbed her hands over the big bump in her normally tiny stomach. The wrinkled napkin was still in her hand and she just didn't know if she was going to handle this the right way. <br><br>The reason that she was so worried, aside from the cheating, was that she hadn't spoken with him much in the last two years. It had been hard for her to talk to him when he had refused to change his womanizing ways for her. She had simply given him the chance to tell her how he felt and to change his ways for her when she was willing to give him everything he wanted, but instead? He wanted to run around his town and spend nights with wild women when he obviously already had one. It had been, the least to say, frustrating. He was honestly the one who had taught her about all of the aspects of BDSM and D/s, and she had fallen in love with both him and the sexual aspects that he taught her. It had been exciting to think about giving the control over to someone else and letting a big man like him take her any way he damn well pleased. It was something that she couldn't quite explain to her husband. And she knew on some level that it bothered the shit out of Ian that she had married someone else and was pregnant with his child, but even when she had told him what she had done, it still had not made him come out there to take her back. <br><br>In all honesty, she didn't even know what had changed. She just knew that he had finally decided to see her in person and she had a feeling that she knew what was going to come with that. And that was slightly the aspect that was making her a bit nervous at the moment. She was pretty far along in her pregnancy and she just didn't know if it was right for her to be engaging in these kinds of things while she was this big. <br><br>Though, she was starting to get quite restless because she had been sitting there in the restaurant for about thirty minutes now. She was still wondering if she should bail when she looked up and saw him. And she was very surprised with how breathless she became. Not many men could manage to take away her breath like this and in fact, he was probably the only one that ever had as she watched him approach the table with his big, muscular and tall frame. She had seen plenty of pictures of him, but in person? He looked even bigger than he looked on pictures or anything else. She was quite tiny compared to his large frame. Even with the large, swollen belly. <br><br>Her pale blue eyes watched him slide into the booth and then the way he just said her name made a slight shiver run up her slender spine in a way she had never experienced before. She swallowed and the movement slightly moved her heavy and fully breasts that jiggled just ever so slightly in the very dipped neckline of the black dress. She knew that she had to try and keep her calm right now, but she could already imagine herself being beneath his powerful body and being completely at his mercy. It was the most intoxicating feeling she could imagine she would feel.<br><br>But she smiled softly and confidentally as she looked at him with those pale eyes that sent most men into an instant kind of hypnotism. <strong>"Hello, Ian."</strong> she said calmly. It was hard to even tell that she was that affected by his presence. Unless, of course, you were him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love from First Chat? ((PrimalChaos &amp; AngelicGrace))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>08-05-2010, 16:15:32</strong>
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				He gazed into Cassie's soft eyes, thinking how wonderful it would be just to jump into them for a while and stare listlessly. They were beautiful pearls set in her lovely face, but he was not one to be mesmerized. If anything, he was the one who held others in a trance. He thought of a dozen women who had drifted off into that space of nothingness under his paddles and chains, who had surrendered every last bit of themselves to the act, who had lain there motionless for minutes after he was done with them, drifting in that place they referred to as 'sub-space'.<br><br>He would do that to her tonight, and it would be sweeter than all the other times before. He had a revelation, that he had done those things to those other women because he could, because it was in his grasp and he could so easily take it. But with Cassie, he realized, he <em>wanted</em> to take her, to use her, to give her the <em>gift</em> of that sweet surrender of the flesh. And he knew she wanted it too. How often had they talked over the last few years, before the drought in their relationship, about how much she wanted to tied and whipped, to know what those women he had thought of had felt? But had she found a man who could do that to her? Apparently not. It confused him to say the least, he had shown her what she wanted and even then she did not seek it out when he could not be with her.<br><br>He was broken from this chain of thought by the waiter, and he nodded, ordering a glass of wine for himself. His tastes had progressed from tequila and whiskey back in the day to wine as his fortunes had improved, though there were nights when he wanted nothing more than to put back shots and relive the rowdiest of times. He almost ordered one for them both, but he remembered the child in her belly.<br><br><strong>"You look beautiful, Cassie,"</strong> he said as the waiter drifted away. He looked over her body with its swollen breasts and the swell of her belly evident even with the table hiding half of her, glad in the wonderful gothic style which he loved her in. Elegance and darkness was always something he appreciated in a woman, and most of all her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love from First Chat? ((PrimalChaos &amp; AngelicGrace))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 23:53:03</strong>
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				It was pretty difficult for Cassie in that moment to be sitting there with Ian just sitting there across from her like that. She wanted nothing more than to be alone with him and feel his large hands all over her pregnant and small body. That, in and of itself, was quite frustrating to her. Why was that? Because in all honesty, Cassie rarely knew anymore with Ian if she was not just one of his many conquests. She knew he was a gorgeous man and many women liked men like him. That didn't help anything in her mind at the moment either. How many times had she had to know that he was going out with some other woman while she stayed in her apartment, wishing she was that woman and wanting to rip the woman's hair out by its roots. Or rather the MANY women's hairs. <br><br>And the part that was even more frustrating at times was that she knew that he felt differently for her than he did for other women. How many times had she been able to make him feel completely different while aroused or while arousing him than other women? She also knew that part of him didn't really like to admit that a girl like herself had a mysterious hold over him, but Cassie knew that she did just as much as he knew that he had a hold over her. She knew of his past and she knew how wild he used to be. She knew that the woman he had thought he was going to marry had become disappointing in so many ways to him and beyond that she knew that he wanted her in a way he had never wanted his old love. Cassie did not even need Ian to admit it at this point because she could remember the many nights over the phone and how absolutely aroused he had been just by her submission over the phone. <br><br>But now, sitting here in front of him, it was hard to remain focused. She looked up at the waiter when he came to the table and smiled softly before ordering a glass of water. She didn't really drink much of anything else besides water now a days because it helped keep her hydrated and that was important for her and the baby. But it was hard to be so calm in front of him when she wanted him so badly in so many different ways at the moment. He had always wondered why she had never found a man who was a Dominant and could do the things to her that she wanted and that was because she didn't just want any Dominant, she wanted <em>him</em>. There was definitely a difference. <br><br><strong>"Thank you. So, do you want to tell me why you suddenly decided on doing this now? When I am married and with another man's child?"</strong> she asked almost coldly. Despite her love for him, it did not stop the anger and frustration that she had with him for the fact that he had evaded her for so long and finally driven her into another man's arms. 
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