What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 & FLN826)
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				Title: <strong>What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 03:52:56</strong>
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				Stefan Stein sighed, leaning heavily against the elevator door.&nbsp; It was about 11:47 at night on a Thursday and he was lightly drunk.&nbsp; <br><br>Thursday night - day 1.<br><br>He had been looking forward to the "Chi-Town Spank-Down" for months.&nbsp; A 10 day long convention set in the downtown Congress Plaza and Convention Center.&nbsp; &nbsp;He had made all the arrangements for his brother's family to take care of Martin, and had planned this two week get-away with ...<br><br>No.. he didn't want to dwell on her.&nbsp; They both knew things weren't going as great as they once did.&nbsp; These weeks away were supposed to fix all of that.&nbsp; Little did he know that this Master Dominic she had been talking to... he would be here too.&nbsp; And that all along she was planning on coming to meet with him - Stefan was just the ride out of town.&nbsp; <br><br>He didn't cause a scene - he had more sense than that - and after being polite he excused himself to the bar.&nbsp; He drank several doubles in pity and then as the sounds of submissives giggling and whispering.. the sounds of other Dominants telling stories trying to one-up each other.. the sound of some giggly sub being spanked while leant over a table even though the play was supposed to be restricted to the smaller play-dungeons set up on the second floor.. it all got to him.&nbsp; <br><br>The elevator Dinged.. the main floor.&nbsp; &nbsp;He had remembered that large park across from the hotel.&nbsp; A good walk in the night air to clear his head.&nbsp; And then he needed to figure out what to do next.&nbsp; He had the time off work - he had paid top dollar to register for this convention .. and it would be a pity to throw it away.&nbsp; But was always depressing being at a convention alone... without one to enjoy the new crops.. the paddles.. the outfits.. the workshops.<br><br>Stuffing his hands into his black sports jacket, he stepped out into the Hotel lobby.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 04:41:01</strong>
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				Peyton Mathews had the easy life and it was certainly one she enjoyed. Being the only child of Roger Benton, she being given her mothers surname to protect her from the press supposedly, meant the world was her playground. Growing up as a Hollywood princess had the advantages of seeing every movie before they hit the big screen, dinner parties at her home included Oscar award winners, her father included, famed directors and other names that any house frau would be able to pick out of their gossip rags. <br><br>Her father doted on her and gave her most everything she wanted, her mother drank her failed acting career until it was numb. The combination meant Peyton was almost always free to do what she pleased, as she pleased with one caveat, never do anything the press could use against her father. That was the only rule that was enforced with an iron fist. She wasn't the party girl who got drunk or did lines at parties, in fact, she rarely touched the stuff, preferring to keep a clear head.<br><br>Last week she had turned sweet sixteen, the lavish party had been nothing compared to the car she'd gotten. Now she was with her parents while her father shot his next big film. They weren't leaving the west coast for this one though, which disappointed her, the idea of another island vacation would have hit the spot. The hotel was amazing, but what had really caught her eye was the convention happening on the lower levels. It was an actual fetish convention. The idea of it intrigued Peyton and though she'd been told under no uncertain terms to stay as far away from 'those people' as she could, she had other ideas. <br><br>Since her father never traveled without a small entourage, and they were all out partying for the night, she raided the closet of one of his friends girlfriends closet. She was a little on the trampy side, but had quite the collection of clothes. A short leather dress, spiked heels, her blond curls piled high on her head, silver drops accenting her ears and she was ready to get a glimpse. Making her way through the lobby, she kept glancing guiltily around, as if she expected someone to jump out of a doorway to stop her. <br><br>&nbsp;She didn't have any ID or a convention tag, so she simply bribed the guy at the door to provide her with one. One thing she learned early in life, you could have whatever you wanted if you were willing to cough up the cash. The sights stunned her at first. People leading others around on leashes, others kneeling at some of their feet, this was the type of thing that was in trashy novels, but it was real, and right here in front of her. She made her way to the bar and ordered a glass of wine, smug when there was no request for ID.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 04:55:19</strong>
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				Stepping out of the elevator, he saw the young blond girl - dressed to the nines.&nbsp; And being used to reading people - a trait handy when one is busy whipping someone who's bound and gagged.. it's useful to read how much is yummy pain, and how much is 'oh my god what the fuck are you doing to me' pain.. he could see several things about her at once.&nbsp; For one.. she was sure of herself.. she had the practiced walk and aire of someone used to being in control, and yet.. there was a furtiveness to her glance that gave him the expression that she was.. up to something.&nbsp; It was that expression /she/ used to get when she was being a bratty pet.. and was looking for punishment.<br><br>Then was her clothing.. the clothing was alittle 'poser'ish.. however the little touches.. the earrings.. and her hair.. showed that she was well taken care of.<br><br>Passing on the way to the elevator going up to the second floor bar, he gave the young blond a smile.. his face expressive, but his eyes sad..&nbsp; &nbsp;It's hard to tell if he was with the fetish group - or just some guy who liked the black on black look.. black slacks.. black silk top.. black sports jacket.&nbsp; But then little signs..like the stirling silver handcuff earrings he wore in his left ear.. or the ring on his left hand.. the tri-lobed ying-yang for the fetish club.<br><br>Heading out into the park, he walked through the dark..following the path and somehow wasn't upset..but soothed by the various couples making out on the dark park benches.&nbsp; He listened to the lake and after about an hour of walking - was calmed down.<br><br><hr>Being around one am.. he knew the bar would be closing soon.&nbsp; Most of the couples would have retreated to their hotel rooms to play.. leaving the small groups drinking and chatting, and maybe the odd couple being boisterous.. or the odd public member who snuck in watching all the women (or men)&nbsp; kneeling at the sides of their Masters/Mistresses .. the leashes.. etc.<br><br>He took the broad sweeping staircase up to the second floor, and then into the bar.. heading over to have a nightcap.&nbsp; While his mood had increased, his eyes still had the sadness of his lost pet.&nbsp; "A double gin.. sprite.. lime please.&nbsp; Room 1205.. on my tab please.." he walked up to the bar, slipping into a barseat.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 18:03:51</strong>
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				Never had she seen such a sea of leather, latex and lace before. Some of it was tasteful, some tacky, some of it was so outrageous it made her blush as red as her lipstick. She watched one particularly harsh scene unfold and found herself practically jumping each time she heard the sound of leather hitting skin and the muffled cries of the person being struck, and yet she couldn't tear her eyes away. <br><br>Some of the men also dressed in leather and some in more professional attire, she found she preferred the latter, it gave them an air of confidence, authority without it being thrown in your face. She could easily see why they tried to keep security as tight as they did. She was hit on by one or two men and also by one of the women who told her she'd be an excellent fit to her stable. It had made her shudder more than a bit. She wanted to look and see what all the fuss was about, she hadn't planned to find so much of it that appealed to her which was a good deal more than what had repulsed her. <br><br>By the time she had walked around all the various public rooms twice and seen so much, it was a little past one in the morning.&nbsp; She had her own suite of rooms up on the top floor, so she wasn't concerned with what time she went up, but her feet were starting to ache from the shoes she had chosen. Beauty, as she'd been told all her life, had its price. <br><br>Taking a seat at the bar, she ordered another glass of white wine and passed the bartender a more than generous tip with her bill. The only other person sitting at the bar itself was a well dressed man who appeared to be alone. There was something in his eyes that she couldn't quite place, but she found that having been alone the entire night, a little conversation was welcome, though she was never one to initiate anything. She simply gave him a winning smile before sipping her wine when he glanced her way, opening herself up for conversation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 18:18:02</strong>
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				Stefan sipped his drink - for the most part tuning out the room.&nbsp; He was lost in his thoughts. <br><br>'I'm not going to let this ruin the convention' he told himself. 'Remember that time in Philly..where they hooked up with strangers, and ended up with a great group of friends by the end.'&nbsp; &nbsp;He took another sip, shifting slightly to the side as he was joined at the empty by a petite looking blond.&nbsp; There was something familiar with her.<br><br>He glanced over, to see her giving a welcoming smile.&nbsp; She was young, but an indeterminate age.&nbsp; Peyton was that good at her makeup, clothing and how to carry herself to disguise her true age.&nbsp; There was something familiar about her.<br><br>He gave a slight nod, returning to his drink..raising it to her as she tips the bartender - quite generously.. his mind now distracted by wondering why the blond was so familiar.&nbsp; She didn't look like a Domme.. but then she carried herself with more assurance then most subs.&nbsp; Nor was she wearing a collar.&nbsp; A glance showed that she wasn't wearing anything around her wrist either.&nbsp; If she was 'claimed'.. she wasn't broadcasting it.&nbsp; He gave abit of a smile..imaging that someone like that..with no visible signs of 'ownership' would be preyed on by every single Dom (and many not single) here.<br><br>For a moment a part of him reminded him.. that includes you now.&nbsp; A wistful moment passed.<br><br>He then remembered.. passing her in the hall.&nbsp; He remembered her expression - she was much more at ease now.&nbsp; He took a couple leaps of faith and turned to face her, his voice low.. "I bet you.. if I was to ask to see your convention pass... you'd not be able to show it to me." his tone was light, even alittle playful with an undercurrent of arrogance?&nbsp; no.. not arrogance..confidence in himself.&nbsp; Different from the other men who just hit on her..
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 21:14:13</strong>
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				Turning on the stool to face him now that he'd spoken to her, Peyton took a moment to give him a good look over. She made no pretense that she was doing anything but inspecting him in a way. From the feet up, she took it all in. Good looking, probably in his late twenties, maybe early thirties if she was any judge, no ring on his hand to indicate he was married, though that was no longer a real clue on that. <br><br>She liked what she saw, very much so, though she could have lived without the earring, though, in light of where they were found it charming. She wasn't about to answer his query on whether or not she could produce a pass for the convention. Even the bribe at the door couldn't make paperwork up that didn't exist on no notice at all, and frankly, once inside, no one had bothered to look or ask for it, only at the door.<br><br>"And that would be the most interesting thing you could think of to ask me for? Should you be so inclined. My pass?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 22:30:58</strong>
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				He didn't flinch - or pull away as she took him in.&nbsp; He was self-assured enough for that, and besides it actually felt sortof nice - compared with the earlier night of being dumped.&nbsp; The subtle little upturn of her lips as she checked him out was enough of a note that he passed the first inspection anyways.&nbsp; Besides..she was just some young stranger at the bar - probably someone who wandered in.<br><br>And unlike other guys who were falling over each other for her.. he gave abit of a shrug with the hint of a smile on his lips. "I wasn't asking.&nbsp; More like commenting.&nbsp; Although you seem more at home now.&nbsp; I hope you found stuff to your liking." he nodded back towards the general room where the few people remaining were nestled together in intimate personal groups.&nbsp; "Lots of fun eye-candy at events.&nbsp; Not half as fun as playing tho."<br><br>He took another sip, and then turned his body around to face her, leaning on the bar - sliding his half-empty glass infront of him.&nbsp; &nbsp;That mournful, wistful look in his eyes was gone - or at least masked.&nbsp; And why not.. it's not like someone would just bare their life story to a total stranger.&nbsp; Not until another half-bottle at least!<br><br>"First time?" he nodded back over her shoulder. "What do you think?"
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				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 23:22:54</strong>
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				Was it that obvious that it was her first time in a place like this? She imagined those who had been to these events several times over had a more bored look about them, not taking it all in as if their eyes would pop out of their heads half the time. She turned even a little further towards him, her fingers playing with the stem of her wine glass while she kept glancing about, taking in the last of the people that lingered for the night, figuring most were either done or retired to private rooms. <br><br>She couldn't help but wonder why he was there alone, he was attractive enough, though that wasn't always enough. She couldn't guess to what he enjoyed about this fetish as she didn't understand all that much about it, only what she'd witnessed. <br><br>"Is it that obvious? So far I like what I see, it is certainly an interesting assembly of people"<br><br>Taking another sip of her wine, she pushed the glass away as she set it down. She was already feeling the effects of the first glass she'd had and wanted to keep her wits about her.<br><br>"I suppose you frequent these conventions often?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 01:08:02</strong>
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				His guarded smile let alittle more of a sincere smile out. "No..it's not that obvious.. I just.. it really helps to watch people.. to figure people out.&nbsp; Or at least try.&nbsp; Because honestly.. you never really know.. everyone is unique."<br><br>He took another sip of his drink - unlike her wine glass his was now past the half way empty.&nbsp; He set his glass down near hers.. "Would you like another?&nbsp; I think it's last call.. although they'll keep the room open for some time."&nbsp; He sat back, looking at her s'more.&nbsp; The more he looked, the more he could see that she perhaps wasn't quite as old as she came across.. Although it's difficult to peg an age on her.<br><br>"I.. I don't know if you'd say often.&nbsp; I like to get out when I can get away from work.. you know how it is." he smiled alittle more. "By the way.. I'm Stefan." he offered his hand toward her...and when he took her hand..his was warm and soft.&nbsp; He gave it a gentle squeeze..very lightly kissed the back of her hand.. then released.&nbsp; "There are all sorts.. " going back to the first topic.. "And yeah..sometimes there are people who can ruin it for others.. but by-and-by..it's a very open welcoming bunch.. and as you could guess.. very open-minded.&nbsp; Although like anything..it can be cliquey at times."
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				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 01:50:47</strong>
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				"No, thank you I think I've had more than enough for tonight. I wouldn't want to lose my head and do something ill advised"<br><br>Liar, she told herself. She absolutely wanted to do something regrettable, wasn't that why she had come down here in the first place, it certainly wasn't just to look around. The way he held her hand for a moment and kissed it, it was something straight out of a movie and something she found she liked. <br><br>"Well its very nice to meet you Stefan, I'm Sarah"<br><br>She couldn't be too careful by giving a stranger in a place like this her real name, so she decided to go with her middle name instead. Stefan, even his name, assuming it was his name, after all, she'd lied about hers, was so fitting of this entire scene. She knew he was right about any situation falling into cliques. She had seen it while wandering around, grown women huddling like school girls talking and laughing. <br><br>"I wonder....why you're here by yourself"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 02:26:21</strong>
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				His smile faltered, and for a moment, there was the sorrowful look in his eyes.&nbsp; He turned away, taking his drink and taking a long sip.. the wall coming back up to protect himself... not to let anyone else in while he healed.<br><br>He set the glass down, savouring the last sour sip of gin between his lips, leaving them glistening in the dim light of the bar.&nbsp; "I didn't come to the convention by myself..." he said..his tone carefully guarded now..&nbsp; He glances back out towards the door. "I was just out for a nice midnight walk in the park.. and thought I'd step in here for a drink before going back up."<br><br>He doesn't actually say that she left him.. and it is /possible/ that whoever he is here with.. could have gone to bed early.. or is out playing with the other groups of subs.. it's almost like when they were together they had a license to act like little giddy schoolgirls until one of the strict looking Dom's walked by..which only hushed them, and renewed their giggles when he had passed.<br><br>But from his reaction.. it probably wasn't something that simple.<br><br>"I don't think you could do anything.. ill advised.&nbsp; There are plenty of Dungeon Masters around..even this late.. and the community does try to protect sweet subbies from the more brutish Doms.. especially those new ones who come without references..&nbsp; It is like a large family." Dungeon Masters.. she may have noticed that there were some large guys..sortof looking like bouncers.. who would walk around.. watching but never interfering.. even once or twice maybe one approached or gave some guy hitting on her a look to make them back off.<br><br>"Although.. you know I don't mean to be critical.. but you come into here without any ownership.. it's basically like throwing a steak into a rabid starving wolf den." he gives her a smile, having changed the topic to talking about her and the experiences here.. "I'm glad you weren't eaten alive."<br><br>and yet.. the guy still has not made a 'move' on her.. what's with him?&nbsp; Ooooooh.. maybe he's gay?
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 03:45:33</strong>
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				"Oh I think I can handle myself just fine. I have a lot of experience fending off hungry wolves"<br><br>Against her better judgement, she reached out and took the wine glass again since the bartender hadn't yet taken it away and took a few sips. There was just something about this man that made her want to know more about him. Of course, she would probably never see him again after she left this bar tonight and that was probably for the best. <br><br>She wondered though what he'd meant about coming here without references. It wasn't a job interview, it was a social gathering for those interested in this sort of thing, what sort of references did one need to tie each other up? Mentally she shrugged it off, she was just an observer anyway. Glancing at her watch she decided it was long past time to get some sleep if she was going to get out to the pool at first light. It was the only time of day that she could get a few laps in uninterrupted before the entire population of the hotel seemed to be out there. <br><br>"Well Stafan, its been a pleasure but I think I'll be heading off now. I'll be by the pool most of the day tomorrow, if you find yourself out there, be sure to stop by"<br><br>Sliding off the stool, she grabbed her bag and walked out of the bar without a backwards glance, she didn't have to look to know he was watching her go.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 03:59:33</strong>
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				He opened his mouth, but she already was slipping off the bar stool and walking towards the door.<br><br>Behind her..she could hear him interrupt himself. "I have no doub.. of course.. it has been a pleasure." she could feel his eyes on her as she slipped out.&nbsp; His stool shifted as he turned fully to watch her walk away.&nbsp; He looked over her lithe form, his eyes taking her in much like she checked him out before.&nbsp; The fact that she just up and ... walked away.&nbsp; It's almost as if..that was a challenge to him.&nbsp; He didn't dismiss her.. how dare she.. he wasn't ready yet to say farewell.<br><br>Wait..what are you thinking..she's not one of your subbies.. she's not even part of the convention!&nbsp; Stefan.. how can you think such presumptuous things?<br><br>He called out when she was halfway across the bar. "Sweet dreams.." and if she glanced back..he had returned to the bar - although he wasn't holding his body with that mournful posture.. rather he sat up..and was gazing into the ice at the bottom of his glass..lost in thought.&nbsp; Thoughts of her?&nbsp; Perhaps.<br><br>His thoughts returned tho his ex-pet..but now.. whenever he would start to feel down, the flitting memory of the young blond giving him a wry smile would interrupt.&nbsp; He glanced at her half-empty wine-glass.&nbsp; Very classy.. Everything about her had been classy.&nbsp; Reaching to leave a ten on the bar, he slipped back up and headed to his room.<br><br><hr><br>That night he returned to his suite.&nbsp; She had already come and gone - taking all of her things and leaving a 'I'm sorry" written across the bathroom mirror in soap.&nbsp; Frowning, he reached up to wash that off, and then turn into bed.&nbsp; Stripping naked, he laid down - his dreams a mixture of his ex-pet.. and the mysterious young blond he met.&nbsp; He tossed on the large bed.. still not used to sleeping alone - even after the 3 years it's been since the divorce.&nbsp; He ended up curled up against a pillow.. a restless fitful sleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 13:23:38</strong>
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				Always an early riser, Peyton was up by seven, though a little more groggy than usual. The wine she'd drank had been telling her to sleep in this morning. Early mornings though were the only time she was able to spend with her father when they were on a shoot before he had to head out to the set. They ate out on his balcony, enjoying the warm air and company, listening to the latest going ons and generally enjoying the rare time they got some time alone. When her mother came out, coffee in hand, whiskey in coffee, it was her cue to head down to the pool. It wasn't that she didn't lover her mother, it was that her mother loved her mother more than she could anyone else. For as long as Peyton could remember, she'd gotten more and more bitter over her fathers success. Sometimes she wondered why he didn't just leave her already. <br><br>Down by the pool, she'd gotten her laps in and by nine the pool started to fill with families on vacation, people she recognized from the conference, people from the movie set with lesser parts who weren't in today's shoot. What she didn't see right off, was Stefan. She kept her sunglasses on so it wouldn't appear that she was actively looking for him, but she did half expect him to show today. At least, she hoped he would, though what she hoped would come of that, she wasn't quite sure. <br><br>She knew she was catching more than a few eyes every time she got up from her lounge chair to get a drink, cool off in the water, or have one of the boys who worked there help her with the suntan lotion. Her bathing suit was only a few straps of material more than what was legally allowed in public, but she didn't care, she had a good body, why hide it? Finally she decided she wasn't going to keep looking. If he came out to find her, he'd find her. She wasn't the type who went after a man, no, she was the one who was pursued, she just needed that little reminder. She slipped her ear buds into her ears, turned on the music and decided to relax and just enjoy her time out in the sun.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 19:08:48</strong>
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				Stefan was normally an early riser, however the combination of the alcohol, and the restless night meant that when he finally did fall asleep, he didn't want to rush waking up.&nbsp; Besides..this was his holidays - and most of the events were in the afternoon and evening.&nbsp; There is something more bdsmy about paddling at night..then first thing in the morning.&nbsp; Mornings were for reality.. Evenings for fantasy.<br><br>He finally got up.. dressed in a dark purple button-up silk short-sleeve, and picked out a pair of black shorts to wear down to the pool.&nbsp; He put in the earring.. it's sortof silly to him - but it was clearly identifying which group he belong to.. and especially now that he didn't have any personal company.. he wouldn't mind people coming up to him to talk.&nbsp; He ended with a nice pair of sandals, heading out first to seek out some late breakfest.&nbsp; He followed up with another walk along the lakefront - returning just before lunch.&nbsp; By this time the sun was out in full force, causing him to sweat even from the light walk he was taking.<br><br>Retreating to the hotel, he entered the pool area, taking a large white towel from the attendant and reached a hand to shade his eyes as he looked over the various people on the pool deck.<br><br>She was here!&nbsp; With her new Master.&nbsp; He almost turned right then, when an associate recognized him, and called him over.&nbsp; He went to chat - which was about them hearing about his ex-pet.. how's he doing..so forth.&nbsp; He put up a collected neutral front - but the last thing he really wanted was to be reminded of it.. over and over.&nbsp; He didn't see Peyton.. he was actually trying to keep from looking around too much lest he catch anyone elses eye.. chances were she may see him first.<br><br>Finally excusing himself, he went to the far side of the pool.. selecting a table.&nbsp; "Just a lemonade" when a cabana boy came around.. and then losing the sandals, and shirt..he approached the pool.. the tattoo that was hidden under his shirt now fully visible over his left breast.<br><br>He approached the pool, diving in and then swimming around the deep end - cooling off and enjoying the sensation of the clear water washing over him.&nbsp; &nbsp;While in the pool is where he say Peyton again.&nbsp; While glancing around the deck, his eyes fell upon her.&nbsp; Quite the opposite of what she was wearing the night before.. her youthful age alittle more apparent when she was wearing next to nothing.. she was certainly drawing attention.&nbsp; She lounged with her sunglasses on, listening to an iPod.<br><br>Stefan looked away even as his body reacted by becoming aroused at the blond beauty before him.. "It was just a drink.. hell you were half tipsy yourself.. she probably doesn't even remember you." he looks away..swimming back to the far side of the pool..getting out and returning to his chair..sitting back with his shirt off..sipping the lemonade.. his gaze falling back to the blond..watching her out of the corner of his eye<br><br><br>Tattoo - <br>http://www.imethods.com/images/phoenix_tattoo-4.jpg (http://www.imethods.com/images/phoenix_tattoo-4.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 19:31:42</strong>
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				Lost in her own world of music and sun, Peyton was able to almost fully block out all the people around her. Her foot was tapping a nice rhythm against the plastic of the chair she was laying out on, she had a spritz bottle at arms reach so she could keep her skin damp without going back into the pool, a large glass of ice tea and all seemed right with the world. She was brought out of it when she saw someone standing over her blocking her sun. It was a minor annoyance, but she was used to being hit on. She sized the guy up pretty quickly, aging jock type who still thought that the world revolved around him, it was almost comical. She merely looked up at him before removing her ear buds for a moment.<br><br>"Not interested"<br><br>"Excuse me? I didn't even.."<br><br>"Not interested, please get out of my sun"<br><br>"You cant talk to..."<br><br>"Not interested, No Interesado, Non Intéressé, Non interessato, Did one of those hit a language you understand? Now I'll only ask nicely one more time, please get out of my sun"<br><br>From a short distance away she could hear the sounds of laughter, presumably from his friends at witnessing how quickly he was shot down. He muttered something about her being a bitch before he headed off in disgrace. As she was putting her ear buds back in, she spotted Stefan.<br><br>So he had come out to the pool after all. Had he noticed her? Why didn't he come by if he had? Never one to be shy, she got up and walked to the edge of the deep end of the pool and gracefully dived in, swimming a full lap to the other end. When she got out, she knew she had found his eye line and shook her hair out before slowly going back to her lounge chair.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 23:16:58</strong>
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				He didn't catch where the guy came from, but glanced over halfway through Peyton's little interaction.&nbsp; She watched the young man be completely snubbed.. abit humiliated infront of his friends..and then skulks off.&nbsp; He chuckled to himself, glancing down - just happening to miss her spotting him for the first time.<br><br>For several moments while she was thinking, he was looking down, then taking a sip of the lemonade.&nbsp; He glanced up as she was setting down her earbuds, and then walking towards the pool.&nbsp; It was almost as if one of those seductive moments in a movie.. he sees her.. she sees him seeing her.. she lazily dives into the pool.. his eyes watching her.. his face a carefully guarded neutral as she swam the lap.. more or less for his benefit to watch.. and then returned back to her chair.<br><br>His guard dropped and he smiled abit at the slight little show.. to him he was reading into her actions.. although perhaps wrong of him to do so.&nbsp; He thought for a moment, and then reached to summon a cabana-boy.&nbsp; <br><br>She could see him talking quietly with the cabana-boy.. from time to time his attention glanced up at her.. and then reaching for shirt, he took out a bill..tipping the boy who ran off back into the hotel.&nbsp; He lounged back, sipping the rest of his drink, and then stood up.. walking slowly toward her.<br><br>Again..it was almost as if in a movie.. the sun shining..glistening off his naked chest.&nbsp; He sauntered around the pool and started walking up to Peyton when....<br><br>Someone stepped infront of Peyton.. in Stefan's path.<br><br>"Ooh.. Master!&nbsp; It's so good to see you out here.&nbsp; I was hoping you'd not just sulk in your room.. "&nbsp; It was a shorter woman..maybe in her late twenties..from behind she was abit pudgy.. chesty.. with long red hair.&nbsp; She was dressed in a scandalous red bikini..which wasn't too flattering on her..<br><br>"Master Dominic would be so pleased that you're not upset.&nbsp; Please..come over.." she slips close to him..wrapping one arm around his waist..the other around his arm<br><br>Stefan's face was instantly the guarded neutral as he gave soft nods, but didn't say a word.. just the barest hint of a frown on his lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>30-04-2010, 01:25:41</strong>
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				He was walking over to her, she knew he would be hard pressed to resist her. Peyton wouldn't say she was stuck up about her looks, but she knew how to use them to entice almost any man if she put her mind to it and at the moment, her mind was definitely set on Stefan. <br><br>The woman who had gone up to him and blocked her view of him had annoyed her instantly. Tacky was the first thing that came to mind, followed by the recommendation of a one piece bathing suit, a better stylist and some time on the stairmaster. Perhaps she was being overly critical, but she grew up in the world where your looks were the first and most important image you had, if you happened to be smart, interesting, funny or classy, it only helped to seal the image. <br><br>Seeing that he was rather occupied, as the brash red head had her hands all over him, Peyton decided this was not going to happen at this time. Oh she wasn't about to give up, the game would just have to drag on a bit longer. She got up from her lounge chair and draped her sarong around her waist before heading back towards the hotel. As she went, she made sure to catch his eye, a slight smile and wink was the last he'd see of her for the time being.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-04-2010, 03:12:57</strong>
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				He did indeed catch her standing up, and this only seemed to irritate him more at the red-head in front of him.&nbsp; She of course was oblivious to what was going on.. leading him in a different direction.&nbsp; He watched he leave out of the corner of his eye, and then allowed himself to be lead over to Master Dominic.<br><br><hr><br>Stefan sat alone and ate his lunch in the hotel restaurant.&nbsp; He had sent the cabana-boy to book a table for two.. and a bottle of the same white wine.. and when he finally extracted himself from the awkward meeting with his ex and her new Dom.. there was no sight of the young blond.&nbsp; Still...he made the best of it, enjoying the meal and going up to change before heading down to some of the showcases in the afternoon in some of the smaller rooms.<br><br>On they way down, he met another of his past acquaintances.&nbsp; &nbsp;By now news of his 'breakup' with his pet was common knowledge in their circles, and condolences were offered.&nbsp; He then asked if Stefan would be free to run one of the sessions in the afternoon.&nbsp; Without anything else holding him back, Stefan agreed - it would be a good distraction.<br><br><hr><br>The sign on the door said in small (as small as the hotel would allow to not draw attention to it) "Bondage - Intricate Rope-work Session - 2:30 - 5"&nbsp; Inside the tables were all at one side of the room.. some of the equipment brought in.&nbsp; Notably was a large frame for multiple suspensions, a St-Andrews cross as well as another A-frame both with some rings on it.&nbsp; And of course rope.&nbsp; The room wasn't well lit - rather most of the florescents were turned off and more subtle lights around the room provided a more intimate ambiance.&nbsp; &nbsp;As 2:30 approached the room filled with various people interested in watching or just taking advantage of the dim public room for alittle play of their own.&nbsp; At the front of the room were three instructors.. Stefan among them.&nbsp; He was dressed again similar to last night.. black silk top.. black slacks.. and black loafers.&nbsp; He talked quietly with the instructors watching people slowly mill into the room.&nbsp; Beside the instructors a scantly glad woman knelt silently.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>30-04-2010, 03:44:39</strong>
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				Peyton decided to sooth herself by partaking in one of her favorite passtimes, shopping. If you knew where to go and could avoid the tourist traps in the area, there were some exceptional boutiques nearby that carried one of a kind dresses. She intended to go back to the convention that evening and she intended to dress to kill. <br><br>By the time she was done, it took two bellmen to carry all the bags and boxes full of her purchases up to her room. She knew she received more than a few looks in the lobby as she made her way, but she was used to it. She imagined the looks were more due to the packages she had at the moment than any actual recognition by anyone else. This entire trip had been a blessing in that regard.<br><br>Taking her time getting ready, Peyton took a long soak in the oversized tub in her room that she'd filled with scented bubbles. When she got out, she ate a light dinner in her robe brought up by room service before dressing. She decided to dress in layers. First a layer of a scented body lotion that was light and fresh and not at all over powering. She'd used a powder in the same scent and then her perfume was the last piece. She'd dabbed drops of it behind her ears, at her pulse points on her wrists and then just a bit at the valley between her breasts.<br><br>Her dress was sleeveless silk that left her back completely bare. It hung to the floor with a design of hand painted pink flowers climbing up the sides. Once again she piled her in an upsweep and let tendrils fall and frame her face. She had bought shoes that were black and had the same painted flowers on the toes. When she looked in the mirror, she was amazed at how she looked, she knew the effect added a good five years or so to her age at least. She made her way through the lobby and down to the convention area. The same man at the door accepted another bribe to allow her entry, and as she walked in, she had a keener eye this&nbsp; time, now knowing what to expect.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-04-2010, 04:48:12</strong>
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				Stefan was expecting Peyton to come through the door - but no.&nbsp; Fate wasn't that kind to him.<br><br>When the time came to start the class, he asked for volunteers - getting a number of them from the audience.&nbsp; He picked on a couple girls - and whether subconscious about it or not - they were also slender, petite and blond.&nbsp; Along with the other Dom's, Stefan gave a demonstration on bondage - his volunteers ending up stripped bare..and bound and suspended before the aroused audience.&nbsp; And from the combination of ropes and Stefan's touches, sister rene.. as one wished to be called.. came on stage and the other.. a relative newcomer named Lindsey was panting for breath to the point that she needed to sit and come down at the end.&nbsp; To reward both of them and give thanks, Stefan took sister rene and Lindsey.. and Lindsey's boyfriend.. to dinner. <br><br>He was abit of a number - alternately jealous of Stefan for stripping his girlfriend on stage, but also suitably impressed and eager to get back up to their room..which only made Stefan and sister rene wince as they realizes with his inexperience.. Lindsey's second experience wouldn't be the same as her first.&nbsp; sister rene, Stefan found out, was a red silk kijira.. and here with Master and other sisters.&nbsp; After dinner after bidding Lindsey and co farewell, Stefan went down to the public play-hall.. still trailing sister rene who stuck to his side.&nbsp; He chuckled and found her fun enough to be around..and he appreciated her experience.&nbsp; When he sat in the main hall..she fell to her knees and cast her eyes down .. the perfect kijira.&nbsp; And that's when Stefan noticed Peyton entering the hall.<br><br>She looked... Stunning.&nbsp; He gave a little smirk.. on one hand he was interrupted when he approached her before - but on the other.. he was almost expecting her to come to the afternoon sessions..and she didn't.&nbsp; An idea formulated in his head, and he leant down to whisper some words to sister rene.<br><br><hr><br>A woman .. looking to be in her early twenties .. approached Peyton.&nbsp; She was dressed in a barely translucent red scarf which wrapped around her body..covering her chest and privates..and not much else.&nbsp; Her hair was shoulder length.. straight and blond.&nbsp; Her face was pretty enough, and it was apparent she worked to maintain her figure..although not quite in the 'glamorous' way.&nbsp; She approached Peyton only moments after she entered, and made a little ahem noise to get her attention.. never looking up into Peyton's eyes as she spoke.&nbsp; "Excuse me, miss.&nbsp; Master Stefan would very much like it if you would be willing to join our table."&nbsp; Her voice was soft, and far from jealous.. almost seemed interested.. a touch on the naive side..although that could just be an act.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>30-04-2010, 13:25:44</strong>
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				Peyton hadn't been expecting anyone to approach her on anyone elses behalf. She had been approached by several people for themselves however. She glanced over at the table where Stefan was seated and wondered if this woman in front of her was who he was at the convention with. He hadn't actually said he was here alone, and it was silly to think someone that looked as he did, who held himself the way he did, wouldn't have at least one if not several women with him. Men and women with their own little harems it seemed populated the floor. It was something she didn't understand fully and had no desire to. If she had been here with someone, she would be all they would need. She never had learned how to share or play well with others.<br><br>The woman who had come up to her was much more suitable in her opinion for him, than the chesty red head from this morning by the pool. Peyton knew the advantages of being coy, of never being too accessible, but at a point, the games couldn't continue without a bit more interaction, so with that in mind she followed the other woman back to the table. <br><br>"I wondered if I would run in to you again"
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>01-05-2010, 03:23:09</strong>
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				Stefan was watching Peyton approach with a smile, the expression shifting just barely into a wry grin as she gets up to the table.<br><br>"Well.. not for sake of trying.&nbsp; I was trying to come over this afternoon at the pool.. but.." he gave abit of a frown.&nbsp; Then turning to the other girl.. "Please get me a Tom Collins.. crushed ice please.&nbsp; Sarah here would like a white house wine.&nbsp; And please get yourself something... charge it to room 1205." he gave her a smile and then turned.. in polite company that would have come across as totally rude, but the girl seemed to smile wider and bowed her head slightly more.<br><br>"Yes, Master Stefan.&nbsp; Right away Master Stefan.&nbsp; Thank you Master Stefan" before backing away... and scurrying off to the bar.<br><br>He gave a chuckle and then rose in his chair.. "Please.. join me?&nbsp; That would give us a couple minutes of privacy.. I fear sister rene has all the clingyness of a thistle.. I was enjoying watching her expression as you joined me." he smiled at her..looking up and down.. "You're looking ravishing tonight."
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-05-2010, 04:46:51</strong>
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				For a moment as he spoke the drink order to the other woman, Peyton looked around the table to see the third person before she recalled that she'd not given him her real name. Foolish of her not to keep that in the front of her mind, but she'd remember for next time. She was glad to hear that she hadn't misread him at the pool, that he was in fact interested in coming to see her, the thought of it brought a smile to her lips that she simply couldn't hide, not that she wanted to. <br><br>"Thank you, I believe I'd like that"<br><br>She took a seat next to him at the table and took just as much time looking him over as he was looking at her. She knew that she'd chosen well in her dress for the evening. If she had read the flier correctly in the lobby, this convention was going to last another eight nights after this, luckily for her, she was here for another two weeks. Glancing over at the woman getting the drinks, many thoughts ran through her mind. <br><br>"Is she here with you? Is she yours?"<br><br>The question was asked with almost a disinterested tone. If he was here with her, then her hands would remain off, Peyton didn't go after men who were taken. If she wasn't, then she was finding her interest growing by the moment. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>01-05-2010, 09:11:16</strong>
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				Stefan glanced up at the bar at where the other blond had went to fetch drinks.&nbsp; He smirked.<br><br>"No.. at least not at the convention.&nbsp; She seems to be with me tonight.&nbsp; And no.&nbsp; I ran one of the workshops this afternoon.. I needed volunteers" he pauses.. resisting putting in any comment about hoping Peyton would have shown up for that.<br><br>"She volunteered and well.. " he gives abit of a self-knowing grin.. "It was a good session for her.&nbsp; She's been with me ever since.&nbsp; I don't know if she'd try to get me to " he pauses..searching for the right verb.<br><br>"Acquire her from her Master... but she's a kijira.&nbsp; I'm not really into kijira's.&nbsp; But she is nice enough company." he reached his hand out..putting it across the back of her hand. "Until now.&nbsp; Now she's abit of an annoyance that I'd not mind her giving us some space." His eyes looked into hers... going quiet..just gazing into her blues..his own eyes a greeny-hazel.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-05-2010, 14:50:52</strong>
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				Workshops? Kijara's? It was almost as if he were speaking a foreign language, as Peyton had not the slightest idea what he was talking about. Of course, it wouldn't do to show just how ignorant of his apparent lifestyle she was. Always a quick study, she was certain she'd pick up enough while hanging around here to fake the conversation if need be. For a moment though, she wondered if that meant this convention went on during the day as well.<br><br>"And what are you into, if I might ask?"<br><br>While it wouldn't necessarily give her the answer to what a kijara was, it would tell her a bit more about him. Unfortunately, it was at that moment that Renee returned with their drinks. Peyton thanked her and then was a bit surprised when she knelt back down by Stefan. It was a part of what she'd seen that she still didn't fully understand, the need to debase yourself in public, but the woman seemed to be happy as anyone she'd ever seen as she did, so who was she to judge?<br><br>Peyton felt the eyes on her before she heard the sound of another woman speaking by the table. It only took a moment for her to place her as the red head from the pool, now insisting that Stefan introduce her to his new little friend, gesturing to Peyton. Catty was the only word that she could use to describe her, though she wasn't entirely sure why. Perhaps Stefan had put off her advances, time would tell she supposed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>01-05-2010, 15:16:12</strong>
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				Stefan chuckled as Peyton directly asked him...<br><br>"Ha ha .. I guess I walked into that one." he smiled.. pausing thoughtfully.. "Every relationship is di.. .ooh.. ooh thank you sister rene." a small frown flickered across his face as they had entirely not enough time together.<br><br>sister rene was the epitome of a kijira.&nbsp; The drink was first placed down in-front of Stefan.. then the next one in-front of Peyton.. and finally one was set on the FLOOR!&nbsp; &nbsp;She then went to Stefan's left side.. and knelt down..right at his side.&nbsp; The entire time, she kept her gaze down..never looking at Stefan or Peyton.. completely and utterly subservient.&nbsp; And when she knelt and Stefan thanked her.. he reached down..running his fingers through her hair..almost automatically.. and action which had sister rene smiling so broadly and pressing her head back against him.&nbsp; If humans could purr....<br><br>Stefan was about to continue, trying to work out how to deal with sister rene when another silhouette joined their table.&nbsp; This was rapidly going from disaster downhill.<br><br>Rene was dressed like many of the other submissives.. not quite as extreme as rene with the one silk scarf look..but she was in skimpy clothing that could be easily removed if she was to play with people.<br><br>"<em>Sir...</em>" her voice dripping sarcasm.. completely opposite to sister rene who always spoke with like puppydog-devotion. "I didn't know <em>you'd</em> have <em>company </em>tonight."&nbsp; She looked back and forth between Peyton, and then down past the table at sister rene who was just trying to hide pressing herself closer to Stefan.&nbsp; "Well.. are you going to be <em>rude</em>.. or are you going to introduce me to your... <em>friends</em>?"<br><br>Stefan exhaled..and was glad he had a drink.&nbsp; He still had his hand on Peyton's.. and one had come up from where it tussled sister rene to take a drink.&nbsp; When he spoke it was a carefully held tone, and Peyton could get the idea he was holding back snapping at the Red head making such a scene.&nbsp; <br><br>"Lisa.. don't be a brat."<br><br>The red-head pouted when she was called Lisa.. something he picked up on.<br><br>"Yes.. now you're Lisa... You should have realized that after yesterday.. anyways.." he glances to Peyton and gives a weak apologetic smile "I'm sorry for all these interruptions.. Sarah.." he nods towards Peyton.. "This is sister rene.. a red silk kijira I met this afternoon at the bondage session I ran.. and this is my ex-pet Lisa" he nodded upwards.<br><br>"You should watch out for him.. he's going to break your heart.. " Lisa says to Peyton... eyeing the empty seat at the table.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-05-2010, 16:27:45</strong>
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				To Peyton, the entire scene unfolded like something out of a french farce. The jilted ex lover, pet in this case, the devoted love sick puppy, the new possible love interest and of course the guiless hero torn between the women surrounding him. It was enough to have her laughing to herself over it. <br><br>She despised Lisa on sight. She reminded her all to much of the cheerleader set at school who would trip and fall over their own ego's, thinking the entire world should fall to their feet and be blessed that they would deign to speak with them. <br><br>Peyton may have led a life of privilege and entitlement, but she had a basic respect for other people. Real power wasn't something you had to flaunt in others faces. Real class wasn't something that you told people you had, you simply had it. <br><br>Clearly Lisa was none too pleased that Stefan had eyes for anyone other than her. It was a game Peyton was not about to play. She looked from Stefan to Lisa and back with a smile.<br><br>"Careful dear, you're claws are starting to show. Is that true, are you going to break my heart?"<br><br>She took a sip of her wine and turned her full attention to Stefan, she wouldn't give Lisa the attention she seemed to be craving. A sad little woman to be certain, and not worth her time.<br><br>"Would you be good enough to escort me outside, the air is getting a little stuffy in here"
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>01-05-2010, 18:38:48</strong>
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				Lisa was obviously looking to join them.. to butt into the conversation, and Peyton's final statement puts an end to that.&nbsp; Stefan is also saved from answering the almost rhetorical 'are you going to break my heart?' question.<br><br>At the sign that he may be leaving, sister rene gave almost a little whimper and pressed her head against Stefan's thigh.&nbsp; She didn't care for any of this social maneuvering.. all she wanted was to have fun..like she had this afternoon.&nbsp; To her..there was no need for any of these other ulterior motives to get in the way.<br><br>Stefan smiled at Peyton..giving her a slight nod, and then reached back down to stroke sister rene's hair.&nbsp; "I'm going out for a walk with Sarah.&nbsp; Please give your Master my regards.&nbsp; I would like to meet him at some point to thank him for giving you up this afternoon.&nbsp; Be a good girl now.." <br><br>And to her benefit.. she didn't pout or put on a scene.. sister rene rose quite elegantly from the kneeling.. bowed her head "Yes Master.. This one will relay your message, Master.&nbsp; It pleased this one to serve you, Master" and then backed away.<br><br>Stefan then turned to Lisa.. "I guess you can go and play with Dominic.. and Lisa.. " he gave her abit of a look.. "please... " he left it at that..leaving his drink on the table and finally returning to Peyton. "Shall we?&nbsp; I've found a nice place to walk in the park across from the hotel." all the while holding her hand.<br><br><hr>Stefan walked through the lobby of the hotel and outside holding Peyton's hand.&nbsp; Unbeknown to them, someone else caught sight of their leaving - one of the assistants to Peyton's mother.&nbsp; He watched, his eyebrows lifting as Peyton left the hotel lobby with the obviously much older man.<br><br>Outside the stars were just starting to come out, and across the street the park was actually quite pleasant and quite.. much calmer then the chaos inside.<br><br>"I must apologize... I was hoping we'd have a much better chance to finally talk.. I didn't realize that we'd be so rudely interrupted.&nbsp; At least.. this is nice." they walk down the path towards the lake.&nbsp; "Maybe we can start this night over.. although I suspect you have more questions now..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-05-2010, 22:18:58</strong>
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				Peyton did in fact have a good number of questions, but she would keep most of them to herself. She wasn't sure how far involved she wanted to get with this man. Perhaps just a bit of conversation and casual flirting, perhaps a quiet little fling, it certainly couldn't be anything more than that, hell he probably lived half way around the country, not to mention the fact that he would probably freak if he found out how old she was.<br><br>She was glad to be away from all the people&nbsp; that had plagued them each time they tried to spend more than a few minutes talking. The sun was barely set and the sky had a nice glow to it that was just allowing the stars to poke through. Peyton moved her hand from his and took his arm as they walked, finding she liked the contact immensely. <br><br>"There's no need for apologies, I'm just glad we have a bit of time alone to talk now"<br><br>They made their way across from the lights and noise of the hotel and into the relative serenity of the park. It was a perfect moment and she knew walking as they were, they made a stunning couple. Of course, Peyton was just vain enough to think that would apply to any couple she was a part of.<br><br>"I believe, you were going to tell me what your preferences were, as they didn't apply to Renee" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>02-05-2010, 13:02:58</strong>
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				He was quite the gentleman.. taking her arm and walking quietly to get away from the hotel before they started talking.<br><br>"Hm.. what I'm after?"&nbsp; He thought about that..and instead of a pat answer came with what sounded like the sincere truth.<br><br>"Well.. as I guess you could guess.. Lisa and I.. she was my pet.. but decided this convention was the opportunity to take her life in a different direction.&nbsp; So right now.. I'm not really looking for anyone in particular.&nbsp; It does suck coming to this convention alone - one never wants to be at a convention and be the third wheel.&nbsp; And of course there are always girls like sister rene... If I wanted she would freely give as much of herself as her Master would permit.. guilt free.. string free.&nbsp; In some ways.. I can imagine the kajira lifestyle to be very liberating.. even more so then being a submissive."<br><br>They continue strolling as he talks.&nbsp; <br><br>"Preferences?&nbsp; That too is hard.&nbsp; Every relationship is different.. every relationship is special.&nbsp; And they all grow in different ways.&nbsp; Things with Lisa were.. Hmm.. I guess I was deluding myself most of the time.&nbsp; Making consessions.&nbsp; With someone like rene.. I'd have freedom.. but no partnership.. not that she's free.. she is owned by another.&nbsp; And with someone like you..."<br><br>He stops walking, turning to face her, and look down into her eyes.. His own soft lips smiled softly as he spoke.. "Sarah.. I could see things being.. complex between us.&nbsp; You..don't even really know the scene." he reaches up to her cheek..caressing it softly with the back of his hand.. "I could open your eyes to things that would.. be past your imagination.. or open you to such horrors that I forever scar you.&nbsp; Not everyone is the same.. some people embrace.." a wry grin slips to his face..as he continues to caress her cheek.."Well..deviancy.. kinky play.. while some people..it's not their cup-of-tea.&nbsp; And the only way to find out is to try it.&nbsp; But.." <br><br>He continues to caress..moving his other hand up to hold her other cheek..stepping even closer in the moonlight..<br><br>"Sarah... I think maybe Lisa was right.. Things are complex with me right now.. and... I'd break your heart.&nbsp; &nbsp;And I'm too fond of you.. to see you hurt."
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>02-05-2010, 13:57:31</strong>
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				While Peyton appreciated his obviously sincere answers, his soul searching as he spoke, she also found it to be quite presumptuous. He didn't know the first thing about her, her life, what she'd experienced or seen. When she had been eight she'd come downstairs late in the night after a party her parents had given and stumbled across a man who had overdosed. He was laying on the floor of their den with the needle still sticking out of his arm. That was a horror that had scarred her, and she'd recovered from it. It was very unlikely kinky sex was going to be life altering disaster experience he feared. <br><br>He was presumptuous because he was assuming that she was looking to land him, for him to teach her all that he knows and would expect something from him that he didn't have to give. Had she given him the impression that she was looking for a relationship? That she wanted him to be hers? All she was looking for was a distraction from the boredom of hanging around this hotel for the next two weeks before she went back to her own life. She never expected a thing from anyone. <br><br>Peyton had seen too many people tear each other to shreds in the name of lost love, and those she knew that it happened to, did it with the press breathing down their necks. She had no desire to ever committ herself fully to just one person, that was a surefire way to lose yourself. Her mother had been a devoted wife once upon a time, and now she was a bitter, spiteful, hateful woman with no self respect at all, all because she had given herself to another person completely and put her own life on hold. She wouldn't make those same mistakes. At sixteen, Peyton was more cynical about love than most forty year old divorcees. <br><br>"Well I'll consider myself so warned. I'm sorry if I've given you the impression that I wanted something from you. You seem like a rather interesting man and I&nbsp; think I'd like to get to know you, but I'm not looking for a thing. No commitments, no spontaneous declarations of newfound love. As for being fond of me, you don't know the first thing about me, for all you know, I'm not a woman to be fond of"<br><br>Peyton let her arm drop from his as they kept walking and lost herself in&nbsp; thought a bit. She could easily tell that this Lisa did some number on him and she wondered if he knew how damaged, how vulnerable he seemed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>02-05-2010, 14:48:42</strong>
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				He felt her pull back.. and instantly thought that perhaps he went too far.&nbsp; For a moment he walked quietly with her.. then his hand reached back for her again.<br><br>"Okay.. I'll take that deal then.&nbsp; No commitments.. no spontaneous declarations of love.&nbsp; And you're right.. all I do know about you.. is you're fun to flirt with.. and that was enough for me to be here tonight with you.&nbsp; The only way for me to find out more .. is to get to know you.&nbsp; So.." he smiles softly.. "What are you looking for?&nbsp; Apart from not a thing?&nbsp; Why are you in town - if not for the convention."<br><br>They continued down the sidewalk alongside the lake as they talked... when he reached for her he gauged her reaction.&nbsp; He'd certainly not force himself upon her.. but he could tell her pulling away was a result of him perhaps going too far.. but just because a woman pulls away..doesn't mean that they may not want you to come back.. and besides.. he was rather enjoying the feeling of her on his arm - especially if there were new strings attached.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>02-05-2010, 16:47:08</strong>
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				Peyton allowed him to take her arm again, she liked the feel of him and she hadn't spent as much time dressing for the man as she had just to be scared off by his overactive imagination. <br><br>"I don't know that I'm looking for anything, but if I find it, I'll know"<br><br>She avoided the question as to what she was doing in town, hardly able to tell him she was on a school holiday traveling with her parents while her father worked. She agreed with his assessment that the flirting was fun, she'd been enjoying it immensely up until the point he had expected her to become clingy or needy, it simply wasn't her style. <br><br>As they walked, she wrapped her arm a little tighter around his, walking a little closer so that her side brushed up against him as they moved. What was he waiting for, she wondered. He was obviously attracted to her, had told her he enjoyed the flirting, so why didn't he kiss her already?
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>02-05-2010, 17:19:51</strong>
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				He smiled as she didn't pull away a second time.. and pressed closer as they walked.&nbsp; <br><br>Although while agreeing with him..she wasn't exactly forthcoming with the details about herself.. getting to know her wouldn't be easy.&nbsp; <br><br>His arm slipped around her.. the night was cool and he could feel her cooling off.&nbsp; He paused in walking to take off his jacket, and slip it around her shoulders.. returning to walking.. talking about nothing in particular.. the moon..&nbsp; the park.. the lake.<br><br>Coming to a place where the walkway jutted out over the lake with a couple of those tourist binocular things, he lead her up to the railing, and turned her back to the railing to press up close..reaching up to cup her cheeks again.&nbsp; He gazed down into her eyes...not saying anything..and then leant towards her without a word..his hands slipping around her as his lips pressed to hers.. tasting her sweet young lips against his.&nbsp; She was youthful.. perky compared to his own full soft lips..his hands wrapping around her shoulders.. enjoying the soft kiss.. not demanding.. not deep and passionate.. an opening kiss..to what may come.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>02-05-2010, 21:24:39</strong>
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				Peyton was ridiculously touched when he put his jacket around her shoulders and she found herself tilting her head to the side to smell the shoulder of it. It was one of those gestures that was almost second nature to some men, usually older men, and would never occur to the boys her own age.<br><br>She wasn't surprised when he leaned in for the kiss, what she was surprised by was how powerful a reaction she'd had to it. It was soft, almost a tease, and it had gone straight through her from her lips down to her toes. <br><br>Not one to sit idly by in her own life or when things were happening to her, Peyton slid one of her hands up to the back of his head and pulled him in even closer, crushing her lips&nbsp; to his. She loved everything about this, the place, the mood, the feel of his lips and arms and the smell of the night air. It was perfect. It was all built on a foundation of lies of course, but it was just one night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 01:43:07</strong>
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				He felt her pull the kiss in deeper.. closer.&nbsp; Part of him urged.. no.. be careful.. don't get carried away here.<br><br>Still.. there wasn't harm in a kiss, and he let himself slip deeper into the kiss..opening his mouth to taste her further..his tongue licking her lips..his hand stroking her back as he presses against her.<br><br>He kissed her under the moonlight..and then broke the contact..but didn't pull away.. lips barely touching hers.. "mm.. that was nice." he gazed into her eyes.. "I still barely know you.." he gave her more soft little kisses.. "And.. mmm.. Sarah.. ooh.. this feels so nice." he reaches up to stroke her hair.&nbsp; "You're a great kisser."
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 01:54:59</strong>
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				His kiss was so warm, so sensual, the only black spot in the moment was hearing him call her Sarah. Of course,&nbsp; that's the only name she'd given him, but it wasn't her. What the hell was she doing here with this man who had some serious baggage and she had no intention of getting mixed up with? <br><br>The answer was simple, he was attractive and interesting, she'd enjoyed the game they'd started so far and now she knew he was one hell of a kisser. <br><br>"And I barely know you, but as we've said, we're neither of us looking for anything here, so why bother with the small details? Come morning, will it matter if I lead a perfectly ordinary life, work during the week, a fixer upper house on the weekends, will it matter if you reunite with the redhead or move on to the next one? What do we really need to know about each other?"<br><br>The game as it were, was getting a little more tricky for her to navigate. She was worldly and smart, but she lacked the life experience to keep this going for too long with this guise of being someone she wasn't.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 02:27:26</strong>
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				He chuckled at her.. reaching to brush an errant strand of her blond hair back from where it had fallen across her cheek.<br><br>"The small details?" he smiled.. not put off.. the 'game' was quite enjoyable.. perhaps too much so.&nbsp; If he had any sense.. he'd not be continuing.<br><br>"You know something.. I'm pretty sure you don't live an ordinary life.&nbsp; I bet I can't even.. conceive your life.&nbsp; And you know.. I think even care about what happens to me.&nbsp; And you don't need to worry about Lisa.. I was fooling myself before.. and I doubt she'll last long with Dominic..but she'll move on.&nbsp; And so will I.&nbsp; But right now.." he tightens his grip..giving her another small kiss.. "Tonight.. I have you.&nbsp; And my biggest worry is.. whether I should take you back to my room.. or let this fantasy end.&nbsp; Because Sarah.. you are a fantasy.. you are fantastic.. beautiful.. sure of yourself.&nbsp; You're great.. and you know it." he grins at her, his eyes twinkling.<br><br>He went quiet and then chuckled out loud.. "Sorry..I just was music.. how insanely jealous we could make Lisa.. if you were my volunteer tomorrow.&nbsp; Not to mention.. mmm..you'd look just fabulous."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 02:49:42</strong>
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				"You're right, my life is far from ordinary, I don't think I would know what to do with ordinary, but you're not really interested in knowing who I am. That adds strings to the mix, doesn't it? More knowledge comes with more feelings, feelings lead to strings"<br><br>She tipped her head up and kissed him again, taking a small nibble at his bottom lip playfully. <br><br>"Do you want to take me back to your room? Or do you want to walk away and spend the rest of your vacation thinking 'what if'"<br><br>After the last statement he'd made, Peyton pulled away from him and looked up at his face. She could see how much that last idea of his appealed to him, she wasn't sure how that made her feel though.<br><br>"Is that what this has all been about for you Stefan? This entire flirtation, to make your ex jealous?"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 03:01:10</strong>
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				He scoffed at that.<br><br>"Hardly.. I only brought her up because you did.&nbsp; Honestly.. this started the first day I met you.. in the lobby.&nbsp; You intrigued me.&nbsp; You were a mystery then.. and I was thinking of you most of the day.&nbsp; And every other time.. I caught you..only to have you slip through my fingers." <br><br>He reached for her.."now.. I do hope you won't pull back every time you misunderstand my motives.. and you are right.. I would be thinking of you for the entire time.&nbsp; But..what of yourself.. what about your motives?" he leaned to kiss her..the soft kiss deepening as he momentarily returns to just enjoying her lips.&nbsp; His eyes close as he enjoys her lips... her taste.&nbsp; He breaks the kiss again.. looking into her blues...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 03:16:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I'm hoping that's the last of our misunderstandings for this little interlude"<br><br>She could have kissed him all night. She could have kissed him, held on to him. She wondered if she was going to go back to his room with him, spend the night with him, be tangled up in his arms throughout the night, wake in the morning to see him sleeping. <br><br>Peyton knew he was the kind of man you could lose yourself in. He had such intense eyes, they seemed to look right through her when he broke their kiss. She could almost see herself telling him everything, the truth. Of course she could then see him having a slight aneurysm. <br><br>"What makes you think I have any motives other than a moments pleasure for a moment of pleasure?"<br><br>What Peyton didn't know, couldn't know was that her mothers assistant who had spotted her earlier had told her mother that she was tramping around with some older man. He was then sent back down to the lobby to find where on the grounds she was and bring her back upstairs. It was bad enough her mother thought that her father ran around like a rabbit, she wouldn't stand it from Peyton as well.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 03:36:06</strong>
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				He came to his decision.. at least for the moment.&nbsp; And for several moments to come.<br><br>"Well.. I'm hoping that I can be.. more then just a moment.&nbsp; And I don't really see myself as a conquest.. and I don't think you need to worry about that either.. so.." he smiles..slipping his arm around her waist..under his coat.. "Can I take you back to my room?&nbsp; We can continue this moment.. and make some more moments of pleasure.&nbsp; No strings.. no guilt and no attachments." <br><br>He walked back to the hotel with her..his hand around her narrow waist..holding her against him.&nbsp; The air was quite cool against his arms.. but his heart was beating nicely now.. and he didn't feel the cold at all.. just a nice warmth.&nbsp; He could still feel her small lips on his... and was imaging how she would feel laying against him in bed.. bodies intertwined..<br><br>Stefan had no reason to be looking for anyone.. nor to pay any attention to the man standing near the entrance.&nbsp; Sure it was past 2am.. but the hotel was lively - even at this hour - and to him, he was just another guest.<br><br>To Peyton.. he was the personal assistant to her mother.. and there was only one reason he would be standing at the lobby doors looking at the park..&nbsp; And before she could react.. he spotted her.. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 03:51:38</strong>
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				As they crossed the street and walked up to the hotel doors, from the other side of the glass Peyton saw her mothers assistant. A rather unpleasant man who doted on her mother as if she were a queen. Peyton suspected they were having an affair, but that was none of her business. She went pale in the face when she saw him, knowing this could only lead to an ugly scene.<br><br>She stopped walking short of the doors, knowing she had to dislodge herself from Stefan before they got inside and think of some way to get out of this with some dignity. If this turned into an ugly scene she knew it would be tabloid fodder. <br><br>Before she had the chance to get a word out, he was heading over towards them. <br><br>"Its after two in the morning Peyton, you're wanted upstairs"<br><br>Inwardly she winced when he called her by her name, one lie out in the open. It wasn't going to be too long before the rest was out as well. She ignored Jack and turned to Stefan. <br><br>"I'm sorry, somethings come up, another time perhaps"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 03:59:41</strong>
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				Stefan was instantly in protective mode as the strange and slightly creepy man approached.<br><br>"Excuse me.. sir.." he then heard Peyton talk beside him..twisting to look at him. "Sarah?&nbsp; Something... come up?"<br><br>The man smirked with triumph.&nbsp; "Excuse me, yourself.. Now back-off before I have the cops called."&nbsp; He stepped forward, but knew better then to put a hand on Peyton.. he looked down.."Go up now.. don't make a scene.. and I won't tell your mother... not more then she already knows."<br><br>Stefan's expression shifted as he was equally threatened back.. thinking it was abit drastic.&nbsp; Cops?&nbsp; And then being sent up to her mother?&nbsp; He suspected that Peyton came from money - that much was apparent.. but to be sent upstairs.. like some common teenager.."&nbsp; He shifted from the man back to Peyton as she slipped from his arms..still wearing his jacket over her shoulders.<br><br>"That's right, Peyton.. come on.." he gave Stefan a final glare and turned to walk Peyton towards the elevators.. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 04:10:41</strong>
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				She felt horrible as she walked to the elevator. How could her mother do this? Jack was a reprehensible man who enjoyed making others feel small, but to threaten to call the police? This was too much, however, this was one case where she knew her father wouldn't be on her side, in fact she had no intention of telling him any of this.&nbsp; She stopped Jack from getting on the elevator as the doors opened.<br><br>"I'm coming with you, but I have to give him his jacket, just...wait here"<br><br>Peyton made her way back to Stefan who simply looked stunned. <br><br>"I'm so sorry, here" she held the jacket out to him and then put it in his hand when he made no move to take it.<br><br>"My less than uncomplicated life just got a bit more complicated"<br><br>She leaned up and gave him a quick kiss before she turned and walked as quickly as she could back to the elevators and got in. Upstairs she didn't bother going to her mothers suite, there was no need. She was upstairs, Jack had been a good errand boy and her night had been ruined. She couldn't help but wonder if Stefan had pieced it together from that horrible exchange, if he would speak to her again. She found she desperately did want to see him again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 04:25:34</strong>
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				Stefan watched Peyton being lead off like.. well.. like an errant child who was caught sneaking out past curfew.&nbsp; The one saving connection was her taking his coat.. in a small way it was alittle piece of him going with her.<br><br>Then she paused, running back while taking off the coat.&nbsp; No.. he didn't want to take it.. but she insisted.. putting the coat into his hands.&nbsp; He tried to find words - but he simply had none as she leaned up..giving him a soft sweet kiss.. an innocent kiss.. like the innocent girl she now looked like.&nbsp; All of her acting peeling aside, and perhaps for the first time he sees her as her true age.. looking up at him with apologetic eyes.<br><br>He opened his mouth... but couldn't find any words to say.&nbsp; His lips closed and he gave a mournful smile as she returned to the elevator where the creepy man was glaring at him.&nbsp; He raised his hand to point at Stefan..before stepping into the elevator.<br><br>Stunned.. Stefan made his way back upstairs... and again.. had another sleepless night.&nbsp; This time Peyton was in his dreams again..but she's constantly being lead away by a creepy man.&nbsp; And then sometimes the creepy man turns out to be Dominic.. with Lisa cackling in joy.&nbsp; And then it's sister rene's Master.. He kept trying to reach her.. managing to be together just long enough for a few furtive kisses and touches before they are always interrupted.<br><br><hr><br>Next morning he takes his breakfast down in the hotel restaurant.&nbsp; He was dressed in light colours - a departure for him - and reading a local paper which goes on about sightings of a movie-star filming the latest blockbuster just out of town.&nbsp; And as he read it, one of the waiters commented.. "Ooh.. Roger Benton?&nbsp; Did you know he's staying here?&nbsp; They've rented the penthouse and the top two floors.&nbsp; Of course you won't see him in the hotel lobby..or anywhere public..he'd be swarmed..but I had to deliver room service up."<br><br>Stefan gave a polite smile and continued to another page.. not really much the gossip monger..but it was interesting enough that a big movie star was sharing the same hotel.&nbsp; Now that was a story he could tell his daughter when he returned home.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 13:16:59</strong>
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				"So, do you want to tell me what happened last night?"<br><br>"Before or after her guard dog practically dragged me through the lobby like a five year old?"<br><br>"Peyton come on, he was at least twice your age"<br><br>"You're not really saying that are you? You couldn't be that much of a hypocrite"<br><br>Peyton couldn't help but wonder if her father thought she didn't know about all the affairs he'd had over the years, and the young ages of the women involved. While she couldn't say for certain if they were under eighteen, she knew one was&nbsp; at least that young, so she wasn't about to listen to how Stefan was too old for her. It wasn't as if she were doing anything out in public that could have hurt his reputation, so what did he care?<br><br>"Your mother thinks now would be a good time for the two of you to do a little traveling together, I'm too tied up now to spend any real time with either of you anyway, what do you say?"<br><br>"I say thanks but no thanks, I'm happy here. I&nbsp; think I'm going to go have breakfast downstairs instead"<br><br>The only saving grace was that this meant her mother would probably be leaving in a day or so and so would Jack. Peyton knew her father didn't really care what she did or who she did it with, he only cared that her mother was giving him a hard time over it. Her mother only cared what she was doing because she couldn't get on her own husbands case for sleeping around and risk losing the status she had as his wife. What a pair they were.<br><br>She took about a half an hour to get dressed throwing on her bathing suit knowing she'd spend her day again out by the pool and a pair of jeans over it, leaving just the bathing suit top on with no cover. She spotted Stefan almost immediately as she walked into the dining room. She wasn't entirely sure he'd still want to see her, but, she figured she at least owed him a chance to say so after what had almost occurred the night before.<br><br>"Want some company?" she asked from behind him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 18:38:54</strong>
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				Stefan was dressed nice - a off-white golf-style shirt and light shorts.&nbsp; It was a departure from the dark colours he normally wore.&nbsp; And the sleepless nights were starting to catch up with him - Peyton could see it in his eyes that he didn't sleep much.&nbsp; His breakfest was simple - a couple poached eggs and whole-wheat toast.&nbsp; His coffee was black.<br><br>He looked up at her.. surprised .. very surprised.&nbsp; Heck he half expected the goon to make with the threat and police to be in tow - but she was alone.&nbsp; And now that the bubble had burst - he saw her as younger then she was coming across before when she was dressed up.&nbsp; This too gnawed at him.. although one part of his mind said 'it's not like she's that much younger then sister rene was'..<br><br>He smiled at her, and half-stood.. "Please.. I think I'd like that."&nbsp; He wasn't like running over with arms wide.. but then he wasn't chasing her away.. so there was that.<br><br>He sat down with her - motioning for the waitress to take her order.. just looking at her.. composing his thoughts.<br><br>"So.. " he said at last.. "I think.. we're one for one now."&nbsp; He bit his lip.. <br><br>"Sarah.. there is one thing that.. bothers me.&nbsp; Something I'd like you.. to help me with." he looked into her blue eyes.. <br><br>"One of the.. fundamental foundations of a relationship.&nbsp; I used to think it was just of a Master/pet.. but I think it applies to all relationships.. even what we.. have... is trust.&nbsp; Honesty is really important to me.." <br><br>He continued just looking into her eyes.. "I understand that.. I don't know you.. your situation.&nbsp; And I'm good with this being.. whatever this is.&nbsp; But.. if you can't be honest with me.. " he pauses.. this next part obviously hard for him to say. "If you can't be honest with me.. then I can't do this.&nbsp; Even with no strings.. I need sincerity.. I need truth."<br><br>That was his problem.. he couldn't live a lie.. And last night it became clear that she wasn't being fully honest with him.. even about her name.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 19:00:55</strong>
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				Peyton sat there and listened him to talk. He was right of course, she had been anything but honest with him since she had first glanced his way. She had never said how old she was, but it was understood that she was at least twenty one considering they had met at the bar with drinks. She had lied to him about her name, something that came up last night, though he called her Sarah again, obviously wanting her, no, needing her to tell him everything if they were going to continue to spend any time together. Once she told him her age though, she was certain he'd bolt, fully understanding the police comment from the night before.<br><br>She didn't speak until the juice she ordered was delivered to the table and the waiter left. She took a few sips while gathering her thoughts on how she was going to say what she needed to. <br><br>"My name is Peyton. A first name sounds like a ridiculous thing to lie about, but I did have good reason. I'm here with my parents because my father has work here for a few more weeks before we head back to the city.<br><br>By now I guess I don't need to tell you I'm a bit younger than you probably thought originally" She took a few deep breaths before she continued. <br><br>"I didn't tell you because I was enjoying your company. And you don't need to worry, my mothers assistant isn't going to be calling the police, he wouldn't have anyway, he just knew that we had to avoid making a scene"<br><br>Some of what she was saying she knew was coming out in a ramble, but she hadn't expected to tell him any of this and it was a risk to do so. He could easily to go a tabloid about this if she told him everything or at the very least, simply walk away. It was probably for the best if he did, but she truly hoped that wasn't the way he would go.<br><br>"I'm sorry that I wasn't honest with you before this, I honestly didn't think much would come from it"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 19:16:24</strong>
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				He nodded.. listening to her.<br><br>"Peyton.. hmm.." he gave a little smile.. "Funny.. I sortof could see you more as a Sarah.." he gave her a little smile.. And while she didn't give him an actual age.. coming clean that she's 'abit younger' seemed to satisfy him too.. plus the comment that she was there with her parents.. who were there on work.&nbsp; <br><br>"Gawd.. you know that must suck.&nbsp; It was 2am.. and your mother still sent her assistant to chase after you?&nbsp; I'm talking about trust.. but I guess your folks don't trust you.&nbsp; And that's some assistant to be working around the clock..&nbsp; " he gave her a small smile.. nodding<br><br>"I can understand.. although I found.. if I tell lies.. and things do turn out..then I've been in this situation.. trying to explain why I lied..when really.." he leaned over, taking her hand.. "I just wish you were honest from the beginning.&nbsp; You know..&nbsp; Or maybe you don't know.. alot of people in the scene.. they are very open minded.. and very tactful.&nbsp; Some people can 'come out of the closet'.. that's not just a term about homosexuality..but about any.. alternate lifestyles.&nbsp; And some people.. they can't.&nbsp; Alot of society.. still has a stigma.. Police.. Doctors.. Teachers.. people can't be perceived as being deviant.. so you'll find that people are very good at .. just being appropriate."<br><br>He gives abit of a smirk.. "My ex not-withstanding.. but she is just jealous of you.. or more envious.&nbsp; She's just being catty.&nbsp; So.." <br><br>He trails off..his hand still touching hers..stroking her fingertip softly.. "I can't blame you.. you were trying to protect yourself..and I like that you've come clean now.&nbsp; So.. are.. umm.. are we good?&nbsp; Or should we not be... seen publicly together?&nbsp; I mean.. I never noticed your mother's assistant.. and after the reaction last night.. you're not taking a risk to come and see me... are you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 19:28:58</strong>
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				She hadn't realized she'd been holding her breath while he spoke until he asked if they were good. She couldn't believe the amount of relief she felt. Peyton may have only just met this man, but she knew she wanted to see more of him. Most of what she'd told him now was the truth, some things she'd left out, and none of it had to do with protecting herself really, but, secrets were what they were she supposed.<br><br>"I don't think my parents know me enough to trust me or not, as long as I don't tarnish their images, they are happy. And no, I'm not taking any risks by being here. Jack and my mother will probably be gone this afternoon or tomorrow anyway"<br><br>The last thing Peyton wanted to do though, was talk about her parents and keep reinforcing how young she was. She needed to steer the conversation in a different direction.<br><br>"When I came over here this morning, I thought I at least owed you the opportunity to tell me to go away to my face. You're a surprising man, for I couldn't have blamed you if you had. I'm glad you didn't"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 22:53:10</strong>
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				He smiled.. and if the table wasn't between them he would have reached up to touch her cheek (he does like doing that)&nbsp; <br><br>"Like I said.. you'll find that 'us folk' are very open minded and understanding.. just.. maybe alittle wary.&nbsp; But you coming here.. and telling me the truth.. that means alot"<br><br>He paused.. thinking abit as he nibbled at his egg.<br><br>"I'm glad you're staying.&nbsp; I'm here for over a week.. for the convention of course." He smiles at her. "You know.. if you really want to come and go as you please from the convention.. I wouldn't mind signing you up.&nbsp; And.. well.. if you'd not mind of course.. I could also make it that guys would leave you.. for the most part.. alone.&nbsp; You may have noticed the collars.. it's a sign ..basically like a wedding ring.. although there are nuances.. It's bad form to approach someone elses submissive without their express consent.&nbsp; &nbsp;And they don't have to be a collar.. some people use bracelets.. or anklets.. collars are more common here because this is one time people can mostly walk out in the open without too many stares."<br><br>He smiles.."The nuances.. it doesn't mean that we are.. engaged or anything.&nbsp; Some collars are used for training.. or even for protection.. like a chaperon.&nbsp; Hmm..that doesn't sound right.." He frowns.. trying to think of a way to explain the concept to someone from the outside.. he then shrugs and smiles.. <br><br>"Sarah..sorry..Peyton.." he gives a little smile.."May I collar you for the next week?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 23:18:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Peyton couldn't help but smile as he stumbled over his words, she actually fond that a rather endearing quality in the man. It was one thing to be self assured and confidant, but when they still fumbled a little while talking to a pretty girl, it was sweet. <br><br>"I know I'm new to all of this, and there is much I don't know or understand, but I think I've been around enough to know what a collar symbolizes"<br><br>Hell all she had to do was watch any number of mainstream movies to get that much information. She didn't have the most sheltered life and had seen her fair share of kinks, just never up close and personal like this. <br><br>"I'd like to ask you something before I answer you. Are you asking me that simply so I wont be bombarded by dozens of men wanting to have their way? Or.... "<br><br>This was the tricky part, how did she ask her question without sounding like she expected something, wanted something, those pesky strings they had talked about. Screw it she thought, just ask him outright, they had played a lot of games, this conversation was about honesty and being straightforward.<br><br>"Or, because you'd like to teach me a few things this week, spend the week with me"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 23:27:23</strong>
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				His smile broadened as she just came quite out and said it.<br><br>"hmm.. " he looked thoughtful for a moment, but then his lips curled up as if it was just a game, so he'd not look too eager.<br><br>"I have been trying to get you to come to some of my sessions.. So I may have some other things in mind.&nbsp; But I would never force you.&nbsp; That's why I said trust and honesty was important.. if you're gonna let someone tie you up..you damn well better trust that they'd take care of you."&nbsp; He strokes her fingers, and then interlaced his fingers with hers.<br><br>"In the community.. the collar is a pretty big deal and some people may overreact.&nbsp; That's why you'd have to know at least some of the differences.. this would be a collar for me to protect you.. and a play collar.. not something more permanent.&nbsp; Besides..&nbsp; I was pretty sure we agreed on no strings.. I don't want you to think that I was going back on that.. I can keep my feelings in check." he looked into her eyes.&nbsp; He didn't pick up that she may have wanted something more from this.. right now he was trying to convince her that she didn't /have/ to give any more.. <br><br>"It's also pretty customary to set limits.. that's sortof like.. setting the rules of any play.&nbsp; Even if it's with someone you just hooked up with.. it lets you know what is okay..and what is too far.. and if you accept this..we'd need to set limits too." he smiles.."Of course..limits can change with time..and can always be revised.. and renegotiated."<br><br>He smiles at her.."You know in some cases.. like sister rene.. her contract is alot more like a ..legal one.&nbsp; When she was collared by her Master.. she gave up everything.. he sets the limits.&nbsp; Can you even imagine that?&nbsp; That's why I'm not really much into Gorean.. more just prefer conventional play." he grins
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 03:11:40</strong>
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				Limits, rules of play, contracts, Gorean, none of this made any sense to her at all. Now he was speaking a foreign language and she was hoping he'd give her the Berlitz course in it. It was funny, she thought, how he was going out of his way over and over again to drive the point home that this was a string free arrangement. <br><br>For reasons she wasn't sure about yet, she was starting to think a string or two wouldn't be so bad, of course, they were still virtual strangers.<br><br>"You lost me on a good deal of that, but I do want to see more of the convention, and I would like not being hit on by every man in sight. And, well I think I'd like to see more of you. So yes, what the hell, why not"<br><br>Peyton had never been one to think things through or mull them over and over in her mind, she was spontaneous and emotional and took things as they came.<br><br>"So, in addition to fending off others from me, will you keep your ex from clawing my eyes out? Because I'm fairly certain that was her plan last night"<br><br>She called the waiter over and ordered another glass of juice, feeling decidedly better now than she had when she first came over, the smile on her face evident of that fact.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 03:25:57</strong>
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				He chuckled.. "Ooh.. she's harmless.&nbsp; Just.. jealous.. and this is going to drive her crazy." he grinned.. as if that's precisely what he wanted.<br><br>He smiles.. "This afternoon.. we'll pick up something for you..maybe a couple things.&nbsp; A bracelet for when we're in public like this..and then if you're so daring.. for at night when we go to the public play rooms.. a collar" he grins coyly.<br><br>His voice is teasing now.. he seems to really like that spontaneous side of Peyton..although he knew that meant he would have to be extra careful that he didn't take her too far down a path she may not realize she doesn't want to walk.<br><br>"Well.. I hope for one.. that you're not shy." he grins.. "You've seen what happens to some of the girls around here.&nbsp; Mm..and who knows..maybe I'll even have you kneeling" he grins..his voice obviously teasing her now.. <br><br>He finished his breakfast and joined her at the poolside.. spending the late morning sunbathing and swimming.. talking lightly about nothing.. not being overtly touchy-feely in public.. however it was quite obvious that they were together.&nbsp; It was only a matter of time before they were interrupted..but this time it was by this large balding black fellow.. who had two girls..both dressed in the silks even out here on the pool deck.. by his side.&nbsp; He looked pretty big and ominous, but after seeking out Stefan..turned out to be this mysterious Master Chaz... Master of sister rene.... the two girls more of his 'kajira' with him.. another red silk..and a gray silk.&nbsp; They join Stefan and Peyton for abit..&nbsp; Chaz expressing thanks for Stefan taking care of sister rene.. giving many compliments to Peyton.. obviously eying her over.. and being very friendly.&nbsp; The entire time the other girls basically waded on them hand and foot..when they weren't they'd kneel at Chaz's side.<br><br>Afterwards Stefan explained alittle about gorean.. how a red silk basically meant that the girl was a sex-slave.. the gray silk was more like a domestic slave.. although both girls would have been completely willingly into the arrangement.&nbsp; Stefan then teased Peyton about getting her a red silk outfit to match her bracelet.. time passing until just before lunch.. one of Peyton's father's assistants showed up.&nbsp; There was some delays on set.. her father was coming back to the hotel.. her mother was packing to leave..and her father thought it best that she bid her mother off.&nbsp; Of course Don.. he was alot more discrete and tactful then Jack ever was..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 03:41:48</strong>
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				The afternoon had been wonderful. They talked and laughed, swam together and simply enjoyed each others company. She found she learned a lot more than she ever thought she would in such a short period of time. It was all kept very causal and none of it included any real personal information about their lives. <br><br>She had no idea if he was married, though she highly doubted it, if he had kids, what he did for a living. In turn she hadn't shared with him who her father was, what it was like growing up in the lifestyles of the Hollywood elite. He was so different than anyone she'd ever met. There wasn't any pretense there that she could see, Stefan was who he was and she found she was liking that quite a bit.<br><br>Peyton made plans to meet with Stefan in about an hour after her fathers assistant approached her. He was quiet and polite. But then, Don had been around since she was little. As a girl he used to bring her bags of red gummy bears knowing that it was the only flavor she liked. If he disapproved of her choice in this older man, well it wasn't his place to say a thing about it, he had his job to do and that was it. <br><br>A terse goodbye to her mother, a short and strained conversation with her father, and Peyton was getting ready to see Stefan again. It was still early enough that she wouldn't dress for the evening, but she was hoping to see him for dinner and so she changed into a dark green sundress before she headed back down to the lobby. <br><br>"I hope you weren't waiting too long"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 04:57:38</strong>
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				Stefan had changed into the dark silk top and slacks which sortof was his 'get-up' for the event.&nbsp; Still - he looked striking in the black on black.<br><br>"Of course not." He smiled.."I hope family wasn't too painful?" he leant and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek.. one of those sort's that Peyton would be very used to.. although from him it sortof had a different sediment.&nbsp; As if he wanted to do more - but this wasn't the time nor place.. however he was showing his affection towards her.&nbsp; He looked over her dress and mmhmm'ed an approval before taking her hand and leading her back to the 2nd floor where there were some people selling various wares.<br><br>This was apart of the convention Peyton had not yet really been through too much.. the merchant hall.&nbsp; Here everything was for sale..from barrels with eye-bolts in them.. tight leather, lace and sky was the limit outfits.. most completely revealing.&nbsp; There were sex and kink toys of every imaginable type.. and unlike going to an adult store.. most of the items for sale were hand-crafted.. quality leather.. sturdy built to be used.. not meant for show or silly bachelor parties.<br><br>"I thought we'd look over some collars and bracelets.. find something that you'd not mind for a week."&nbsp; &nbsp;He took her to a place where on purple velvet was displayed a number of silver and leather collars and bracelets.. everything from a simple chain dog-collar.. to elabourate ones with embossed leather entertwined with silver chains with little thorns hanging off of them. "mmm.. you mind trying some on?" Stefan smiles..picking out a rather simple one to start.. rolled leather..with the ends flaired out to look like a leather rose.. black and red leather.&nbsp; He nods to the merchant, and then lifts up Peyton's chin..slipping the cool smooth leather around her neck..and clasping it shut.&nbsp; He admires her a moment..and then reaches to loop a finger through the eyelet..giving Peyton a playful tug into his arms.. "See.. collars are quite..useful..for when I'd wanna pull you close." he grins..and since this room was alot less public.. sure it was a merchant hall..but the only people around were into the scene.. since he was less self-conscious in here.. he kissed her..infront of the merchant..his eyes twinkling.. "mm..let's try more on."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 13:12:34</strong>
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				There were a few items up for sale that made Peyton's eyes go wide, some made her blush and some had her head tilting a bit while she tried to figure out exactly what they were for. They stopped by the table that held various collars. <br><br>The first few her eyes fell upon she knew there was no way she would allow to be put on her. Even her puppy at home had a more flattering collar than the silver spiked ones or simple chains. She knew that there were many different people who wanted many different things, but she had to wonder of the taste of those who would chose something like that. Of course, that wasn't very open minded of her, so she kept those thoughts to herself. <br><br>Peyton was looking at them in an entirely different manner&nbsp; than Stefan was. She saw about ten different ones that would go wonderful with different dresses she'd bought, but, she supposed given what they were for, color coordinating them with your outfits wasn't a high priority. <br><br>She preferred the simple and elegant ones to the ornate or overly flashy ones. She had to admit, she liked the way he was able to pull her close to him by it. This was a side of him she found very enticing, he was in his element here. She tried on the various ones that he picked out, a few that she picked out and they settled on one that was silver with a strip of black leather in the middle. The silver having etched roses along it. It suited her perfectly. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 18:31:45</strong>
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				Peyton would quickly see that the collars weren't just for show.&nbsp; Once she had them..his finger would be holding it..and he would tug her close..give her embraces or soft kisses.. sometimes use a finger inside the collar and then comment when it was too loose or too tight.&nbsp; It was quickly apparent why the collar was so.. symbolic.&nbsp; It was a symbol..it was a fashion statement..it was a label..it was a tool.. and in a way it was a way he could extend his control over her..taking her by the collar and pulling her close.&nbsp; He didn't start all that grabby..but as she didn't pull away..and even smiled at the motions by the time they settled on the silver and leather one.. he was keeping a finger looped near her neck.&nbsp; He picked a matching silver bracelet.. it had some flat pieces with matching roses etched.. "So..if we go out and you can't wear this collar.. you can wear this bracelet..and people would see it..most would just think it's a bracelet.. but others would see that means you're 'taken'.. " he smiled.. sounding rather pleased with her accepting the collar.<br><br>He then moved beside the collars.. curious how far he could push the young 'rich girl'.. as while a collar is one thing.. a leash..<br><br>He lifted a shiny silver chain that ended with a red leather loop.&nbsp; "So.. would you object to me.. putting a lead on your collar?&nbsp; Only for when we're in places like this..of course."&nbsp; &nbsp;there is no way she could wear that anywhere public..but.. in the fetish convention hall.. it was pretty common seeing girls lead around by a leash attached to their collar.. and now Stefan was proposing the same.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 18:52:16</strong>
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				The collar and bracelet were one thing, the leash, quite another. She wasn't entirely sure how she felt about that. Then again, this was all about fantasy and what could it really hurt to indulge his a little, as she was certain she could get him to indulge hers, when she figured out what that was of course. The thought did cross her mind that someone would snap a picture. Wearing a collar was one thing, it could be chalked up to a goth fashion statement, a leash, well the press would have a field day with that if it got out. <br><br>"Well, I'm not sure. No one is allowed to take pictures in there right? I mean, people don't generally do that?"<br><br>She knew it sounded a little paranoid, afterall, what could someone her age have to worry about? Certainly not losing her job or custody of children. But she did have to be careful, and he would have to repsect that. <br><br>"I guess if there are no pictures being taken anywhere, then I think I'm okay to at least try it"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 18:58:49</strong>
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				He set the leash down.. "I do have my own..tell you what.. we'll try sometime up in my hotel room.. and then if you're comfy..then we'll think about public." he smiles.. and remembering her reaction from before.. "I think you'd be shocked with.. how many toys I have upstairs." he grins..teasing her.. "Although some.. I'd want to buy one for you.. some things you don't really want to share." he giggles.. teasing her, then pulling her close they continue wandering around.<br><br>He's drawn towards another table..&nbsp; picking up what looks like brightly coloured small plastic balls attached to nylon or leather straps.&nbsp; Some are simple..some elabourate with little clips..&nbsp; He grins..picking one up.. holding it up..and then with a nod, moving on.&nbsp; Next are some leather blindfolds..again.. he finds a matching red leather one..holds it up to her face to make sure it fits..and then buys the gag and blindfold without any words.. just with a teasing grin on his face.<br><br>"Ooh.. what do you think of these?" he grins..holding up what looks like some complex bit of chains.. there is a place where it's obviously clipped to something..maybe a leash or collar.. then has small dangling chains which lead to what look like tweasers with screws to adjust the tightness of the tweasers.&nbsp; He grins..holding it up until Peyton can figure out what it's for..
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 19:18:26</strong>
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				All Peyton could think as they walked up the rows of tables and wares for sale, was that Stefan looked like a kid in a candy store. His eyes seemed to light up and dance as he showed her this item or that one. The blindfold she liked, the gag she had some reservations about. The fact that she was even thinking about all this had her wondering for a moment if she had completely taken leave of her senses, but it didn't take long until his enthusiasm spilled over to her.<br><br>She picked up the chains with the clips on the ends of them and tried to figure out what they were fore. She squeezed them a few times and watched them snap shut, a quick wince of pain when she caught the skin between her thumb and finger in it had her handing it back to him.&nbsp; The woman selling the items watched the exchange and laughed before leaning over to Peyton and quietly telling her what they were for, to which Peyton's reaction was to turn a little red faced and her jaw dropped a bit, earning a little more laughter from the woman. <br><br>"I had no idea there was so much....stuff. I, well its a little overwhelming"
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 22:30:59</strong>
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				Stefan grinned and then nodded to the woman.. he was buying the nipple clamps with the chain.. and a couple ornate rose-shaped weights that would clip and hang from them.&nbsp; He seemed to revel in Peyton's blushing.<br><br>The next table had a number of piercings.. although these ones were meant for nipples and clits.&nbsp; He snuggled Peyton close.. every once in a while pointing out ones that he liked.. or looking at ones that caught her eye.&nbsp; A loud 'CRACK' caught their attention.. the next table had paddles and leather straps.. and a overweight guy (dressed in not much) was being 'tested out' by his Domme...who was beating his ass as hard as she could..<br><br>"It takes abit to work up to that.." He nuzzled into Peyton's hair.. "Don't be scared.. or alarmed.&nbsp; The most important thing is that I'd always take care of you.. no matter what.. okay?"&nbsp; His hand slipped tighter around her waist..holding her to him
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 22:56:25</strong>
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				It was impossible for Peyton to drag her eyes away from the couple testing out the paddles at the next table. She practically jumped with each stroke of it, amazed by how loud the sound was. In a way she thought it was like watching a train wreck, this was not a man who should have been wearing so little in public and yet he felt so completely at ease, with the exception of the physical discomfort, that she was amazed. <br><br>Peyton's breath caught her throat when Stefan held her around the waist. She leaned up against him and let herself relax as he spoke. For a moment, she could see herself letting him take care of her, but reminded herself there were no strings attached, regardless of the words he'd chosen. She wondered if he was even aware he'd said it.<br><br>"Tell me, is that something you enjoy?" she asked, gesturing to the couple at the other table. <br><br>It seemed so harsh to her she couldn't understand why that was something that was supposed to be arousing. Of course, the little bits she'd picked up over the past few days were that the women seemed to be far more brutal than the men were.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 05:04:01</strong>
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				He smiled as they watched the poor male being beaten until he was welting.. and after she stopped..he would beg for more.. it was surreal.<br><br>Stefan nestled into Peyton. "Not quite to that extreme..but yes.&nbsp; It's .. alot of fun on several different levels.. and I know it looks brutal..but he's not putting on an act in begging for more.&nbsp; One of her jobs is knowing when to stop..because he right now would go farther and farther.." he smiles.. "Don't worry too much tho, okay?&nbsp; Have you heard of the term 'sub space'?&nbsp; And I'm not talking Star Trek... it's sortof like a mindset subbies get into when playing..especially harsh playing.. it's utterly euphoric..." <br><br>He leads her on..feeling her reactions as they walk. "Peyton... I'll be glad to show you anything you'd like.." he trails off..cutting himself off from saying what he'd want to do ... no strings..no strings.. no obligations at all.<br><br>Now with a couple bags.. Stefan smiled.. "Let's get these things back upstairs... what do you say?" guiding her towards the door back to the lobby
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 13:12:27</strong>
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				She was glad they were walking on away from the other couple. She had seen so much in such a short time she felt as if her head were spinning. The way that he was holding her close to him, Peyton felt completely safe though, it was such an odd feeling to have with a complete stranger, though she imagined they were getting past the complete part of that.<br><br>"That sounds great actually"<br><br>They had been interrupted the other night when they were heading back to his room and Peyton couldn't help but wonder if they were about to pick up where they left off, of if they had started completely over and had to work back up. There was no point in denying the fact she was wildly attracted to him, enjoyed the feel of his hands on her and could only imagine what those same hands could do when they were unfettered by clothes and the pubic eye.<br><br>It was getting on to the time when most people would be heading to dinner before dressing for the night. She had to admit she was a little nervous about going back down to the open rooms tonight with a collar adorning her neck and at the same time, part of her couldn't wait. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 13:20:12</strong>
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				Who would fate put in their way to interupt?&nbsp; Jealous Lisa?&nbsp; Jack.. not left afterall?&nbsp; sister rene..who just wanted to play?<br><br>No one stepped in their path as they walked through the library.. into the elevator..and up to floor 12.&nbsp; A pair of tourists shared the elevator up to the 8th... Stefan and Peyton standing there staring up at the lights. counting the floors..<br><br>Then as the tourists leave, and the door closes, Stefan spun Peyton around, kissing her.&nbsp; His hands slipped up to her head..one of the bags dropped to the floor as his full lips met hers.<br><br>He moaned softly into the kiss.. it deepening as the elevator binged up.. kissing her over and over...and then..<br><br>He pulls back as the elevator bings 12.&nbsp; His breathing alittle heavy, he bends over to pick up a dropped bag..giving her a little wink as he guides her from the elevator.. "I'm just down the hall"<br><br>He must enjoy teasing and tormenting her..well.. considering where they are..<br><br>A swipe of the card-key and the door opens.&nbsp; He lets her into his suite.. tiny by the standards of hers (but then her father rented out the top two floors) but nice enough.. a king sized bed..a seperate sitting area.<br><br>Stefan took Peyton in his arms, carrying her into the room..giving her little kisses.. and then broke away."mm... before we... anything.." he gave her more little kisses, kicking off his shoes.. "We really need to talk limits... How far... is too far.." more kisses, his hands wrapping around her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 15:34:02</strong>
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				It was amazing, they had finally made it through the lobby, up the elevator, down the hall and now into his room without every obstacle under the sun. She was learning what an amazing kisser he was, she felt her entire body come alive the more his mouth explored her own.<br><br>She loved the way he so effortlessly carried her into the room. Perhaps she was romanticizing the entire thing, but Peyton always looked at life like a movie that she was merely a player in. <br><br>When he stopped and spoke about setting limits, about how far was she willing to go, it wasn't something she was prepared to answer. How could she answer a question when the answers weren't in her store of knowledge?<br><br>"I'm not really sure how to respond to that. I don't really know enough to know what would be a good limit to have"<br><br>Peyton looked into his eyes, searching for some answers, hoping to find a little guidance where she had uncertainty. She had to trust that he would help her figure this out, and for reasons she didn't understand, she already knew she did.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 23:21:15</strong>
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				He nodded..giving her soft kisses. "That makes sense.. and sometimes..there are things that..may seem extreme..but if you give them a chance..." he kisses her again..<br><br>"Let's do things this way.. if at any time.. you're just too overwhelmed... say "firetruck".. I know it's silly.. but that means I know .. okay this may sound bad..but sometimes in the heat of the moment..you could say no.. stop..when you really want me to go on.. but if you say 'firetruck'.. I will stop..and we will stop what we're doing..totally.. it's called a 'safeword'" he smiles..kissing her...<br><br>"I'm also going to go slow..and explain everything..&nbsp; And youknow..this will help too" he fishes through the bag...pulling out the blindfold.&nbsp; Slipping the soft silky blindfold over her eyes..he cut out her vision.<br><br>"If you can't see what's happening.. it makes it sometimes..less self conscious.. less worries and bashfulness.." his hands were still on her..and she could feel his lips every time he kissed her cheek inbewtween talking
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>06-05-2010, 03:22:47</strong>
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				The soft kisses were slowly bringing her to a place where she didn't much care about what was in the bags or what they would expect from each other. She was ready for him&nbsp; to take her to bed, to feel his hands as he peeled the clothes off of her and she just knew he would be an amazing lover. <br><br>It was all she could do not to laugh when he'd said that she should say firetruck if at any time she was uncomfortable or it was too much. The laughter died out however when he slipped the blindfold over her eyes and everything went dark. It brought a chill over her skin and she wasn't sure she liked this sensation, but it wasn't overwhelming and she wanted to see this through, find out what was so damn appealing about all this. <br><br>"What now?"<br><br>Peyton was aware that she was putting herself into his hands completely. Not being able to see meant she had to trust him to guide her in the room so she wouldn't fall. She did trust that, and trust was not something that came easy to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-05-2010, 03:35:21</strong>
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				He could see that she wasn't taking the safeword as serious.. and he wanted her to see the seriousness of this..while still having fun.<br><br>What is your safeword..I just need to know that you know it.." he slowly spun her around..backing her towards the bed..his hands on her shoulders.. "mmhmm...that's right"<br><br>He smiles..reaching for the collar..it's slipped up around her neck.. the cool smooth leather wrapping around her neck.<br><br>"mmm&nbsp; good.. now I'm going to take the next step.. just keep breathing.. and put your hands down at your sides..."<br><br>He reached up around her neck..tugging at the top button holding he dress on.. then the second..andthen the third...three buttons... the back of her green sundress open.&nbsp; He reached up..spreading the shoulders of the dress wide across her shoulders. "mm...very good.." <br><br>His hands up at her shouldres started to lower the dress down her arms.. slowly exposing her arms.. and the top of her check
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>06-05-2010, 03:49:19</strong>
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				She said the safeword again this time without laughing, somehow being blindfolded and allowing herself to be put in his hands took the silliness out of it. She felt the collar go on to her neck and this fantasy started to come to life. For a moment Peyton wished she could see his face.<br><br>Suddenly she was sorry that she hadn't brought her evening clothes with her, for she didn't want to spend any time tonight away from Stefan. Maybe that counted as a string, but she was beginning to care less about that.<br><br>His hands felt amazing as he slowly unbuttoned her dress. She had never been comfortable being a bystander and before she could help herself, her hands reached out to his own shirt. Patience was a virtue she'd never fully acquired and she wanted him and she wanted him now. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-05-2010, 13:20:29</strong>
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				(oh this is going to be fun)<br><br>When she reached out, his hands stopped and went to her wrists.&nbsp; He leaned to her ear..whispering softly..<br><br>"no, no no... you are supposed to do as you're old.." he trailed kisses from her cheek around to her other ear...lingering on her lips..<br><br>"Put your hands at your side..and let me indulge myself...take you on a journey.." he grins..&nbsp; <br><br>He wasn't about to punish her .. not so soon..and not for such a natural reaction when she was learning everything.&nbsp; Guiding her wrists back down...his hands caressed back up her arms..and this time..he took longer.. as if seeing if she learned..hands to her shoulders..crossing to stoke her collar bone..then back to the hemlne of the dress..before he again drew it downwards.. slowly her upper chest slipped into view (along with any bra if she was wearing).. she couldn't see..but she could hear his breathing quickening with anticipation, and could feel every movement of his fingertips.. senses more alive..
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>06-05-2010, 18:07:27</strong>
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				This was going to be a little more difficult than she'd thought. It was hard for Peyton to keep her hands to her sides and found herself taking the material of her dress in her fingers so she couldn't be tempted to reach out to him again, as was natural for her to want to do.<br><br>She could feel the chill as the air hit her skin when he drew her dress down and again found it near impossible not to want to put an arm around him, bring her lips to his, in general just rush things along. <br><br>Her breathing was coming a little quicker, desire and anticipation were filling her senses and she knew she wouldn't be able to hold out too much longer keeping her hands to her sides. She wouldn't go as far as to say it was a torture to keep still, but it was close for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-05-2010, 18:41:31</strong>
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				Stefan could see her reactions..how her arms trembled..her hands reaching to grasp the sides of her dress.. he breath quickening.<br><br>In some ways..this would be very different for her.. different from the 'sharing' of love making.. to the 'give and take' back and forth of dom/sub.&nbsp; <br><br>He smiled..lowering the dress down to her waist..and then completely off.&nbsp; He smiled, admiring her young nubile body..it was obvious Peyton didn't just take care of her looks..but her body too.&nbsp; It was in perfect condition..but then he didn't realize that she grew up the daughter of movie stars.. who make their living based on their looks and body and acting.<br><br>Seeing that she didn't have anything to figit with..Stefan grinned.&nbsp; He choose a short length of cotton rope.. and then guided Peyton's hands together..crossing them. "Hold them there.." he started to tie her wrists together..lashing them so that she couldn't wiggle free..he had quite expertise at rope binding..and she wasn't going to get out.."There..that should help.." he says coyly.. "How does it feel so far?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>06-05-2010, 18:52:08</strong>
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				The blindfold, staying still and not reaching out for him, that had been a fun if not frustrating part of the game. The ropes now binding her wrists together was something a bit more intense. She rubbed her wrists together after the rope was in place and it took a moment for her to realize how secure they were, without biting in to her skin in the least. <br><br>Peyton could feel his breath on her as he spoke and she desperately tried not to think how good it would feel to lean up against him, take warmth from his body now that her own was mostly bare. Her fingers were fidgeting with the ones on opposite hands, as they were the only things that she could touch at the moment. Taking a few breaths, she tried to relax enough that she could stop the nervous habit. <br><br>How does it feel so far?<br><br>How could she put into words the enormity of the sensations she was experiencing. She felt vulnerable, which was new for her, aroused in a way she'd never experienced, the apprehension she felt was waning but more than anything, her body, her skin, everything felt alive. <br><br>"Its....more than I would have thought"
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-05-2010, 23:35:50</strong>
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				He chuckled softly..he could tell how anxious she was..watching her body's language.&nbsp; And he was purposely building it now..<br><br>"mmm.. it would be... you're doing good..very good." he smiles.. "I'm going to move you now..just let me move you.. don't worry.. I have you..you're totally safe.."<br><br>Totally safe.. here she was in a strangers.. an old stranger..old enough to be her father.. semi-naked.. blindfolded..and now with her wrists bound so much that she probably couldn't get out..&nbsp; and she was totally safe..<br><br>His hands swept softly down her bare back..briefly across her tight toned behind..as he moved around her..then cleared some stuff off the bed.&nbsp; At all times there was a hand on her..one of the techniques..when she was blindfolded at all times he would touch her..so she would know he was there..<br><br>He returned..slipping his hands behind her shoulders..and then another one lower..under her thighs..and suddenly she was picked up.&nbsp; His strong arms carried her..turning her..and laid her down on the bed.&nbsp; He then reached to stretch her arms up over her head..and another rope was used to tie them to the headboards.<br><br>Of course.. this was pretty typical..she may have seen it a dozen times in movies..but the feeling of being restrained to a bed.. and then feeling the bed shift as he climbed atop her..straddling her waist...was amazing.&nbsp; His hands came to rest on her toned stomach..and then reached up..leaning down over her..until his hands cupped her perky breasts..holding her..squeezing gently..and then reaching around for the clasp to her bra..unfastening it..and removing the material... no words.. just actions..
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>07-05-2010, 03:05:04</strong>
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				Totally safe, that's what he told her she was, totally safe. She felt it, she believed it, either she was or she was insane. Peyton decided she wouldn't allow these thoughts to plague her mind, she would feel and experience and enjoy every aspect of what was happening. <br><br>The way he lifted her and tied the ropes that were binding her wrists to the bed was surreal. It felt like something out of the movies rather than out of real life. She tested the ropes, pulled on them and found they were quite secure. <br><br>She took in a deep breath when she felt his weight shift to sitting on top of her. It was instinct to want to reach her hands out to him again, one small tug and she was reminded that she couldn't touch him until he wanted her to. All she was able to do was draw one of her legs up to be bent at the knee and let it graze against his hip, and like him, she'd not said another word.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-05-2010, 03:49:23</strong>
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				Stefan could see Peyton testing the ropes..she looked so sexy stretched out on the bed like that.. young..no..he tried not to think about how young she was.. it only made him feel like a dirty old man.. of course part of him reveled in that feeling.. twas a slippry slope.<br><br>With her breasts freed...he cupped them..feeling her warm soft skin with his hands..tracing fingers over her areolas...then teasing her nipples. "mmm.." he said softly..then leant down...trailing kisses down her collar bone..across a breast until he took a nipple between his lips..suckling on her...lingering as he tasted and felt Peyton's breast...then shifted across to the other side.. the other breast.<br><br>He was getting quite arroused now..but intended to draw this out.not rush anything.&nbsp; Still suckling..he scooted down..flattening her thighs..and then reached down..stroking her sides..fingertips sliding under the waistband of her panties..and then giving a little push to lower them.&nbsp; He shifted off her..his lips breaking contact with her nipple long enough for his hands to slide her panties all the way off.. leaving her totally naked..and him totally dressed.. intentional..<br><br>"mmm.. how do you feel now?&nbsp; Vulerable?&nbsp; Eager... Arroused?" he grinned softly..stroking back up her&nbsp; leg..towards her inner thigh..towards her privates..slowing..agonizingly slow.. "mmmm.. I want you to ask for it... tell me what you feel.. and what you want?" he grins softly.. "And what you'd do to earn what you want?" he grins.. seeing if she'd play along..
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>07-05-2010, 04:03:41</strong>
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				Peyton may not have slept with every guy she'd met as a few tabloid reports tried to insinuate, but she was far from innocent as well. Never, not in any of her experiences had anyone brought out so much sensations on so many different parts of her body before, and he'd barely touched her yet.<br><br>Her mind was reeling when he finally started to talk again. Every nerve ending she had was standing on edge.<br><br>How did she feel? <br><br>Vulnerable? Absolutely.<br><br>Eager? That was hardly the word for it<br><br>Aroused? Did he really need to ask that? She was laying there without a stitch of clothes on, her arousal was plainly obvious. <br><br>"I feel....I feel ready"<br><br>It was the easiest way she could think of to explain how she felt. She was ready for him, eager for him. She wanted to feel more of him, taste him, feel him fill her completely and then feel more. <br><br>"I want everything, I want you to give me everything, I want you to show me everything, and I'll let you"
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-05-2010, 11:48:41</strong>
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				"mm... good girl..." he continued to caress her...<br><br>He slowly caressed up her body..fingertips not missing any part of her.. up her thighs..then over her outer labia... not pushing inside even though he could smell her arrousal..feel how hot she was..see her both writhing under his touch.&nbsp; <br><br>He continued upwards..talking slowly as his fingertips danced over her bare belly and up towards her breasts again.."When we are like this.. when you are wearing a collar..and we're together.. from now on you will call me Sir.. understand?&nbsp; Sir or Master.&nbsp; This is one of the many rules you will now obey.." his fingertips danced over her nipples..."If you are a good girl for me...and obey me.. you will be rewarded with intense pleasure.&nbsp; If you are bad girl.. I will get to punish you.. which you will ask for... you will receive..and you will thank me for.. understand?" his voice turning almost teacherish.. mentorish.. Stefan feeling a thrill.. having a brand new subby for the first time..even if this one didn't really know anything about the d/s world..<br><br>"Do you understand?" he was poised to correct her.. or reward her on her answer..
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>07-05-2010, 16:49:25</strong>
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				A small, somewhat frustrated moan came from her the more he ran his fingers over her body, it was a horrible tease. She was starting to understand the vulnerability wasn't just in being tied, but in being completely at someone else's mercy no matter how slow they went or how far they would drag something out. It was a completely heady experience.<br><br>She bit her lip when he started going over at least one of the expectations he'd have for her for this week. Obeying someone else's rules was not something she particularly excelled at, but then, she'd never been involved in anything like this before. She knew at the very least, she'd try.<br><br>At first she just nodded her head that she understood, but, she realized that wasn't what he wanted, he wanted. "yes Sir, I do" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-05-2010, 16:57:41</strong>
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				When he got her first moan.. he knew that she was where he wanted to be.. up until then he could tell she wanted him..but she had not voiced it.. not in so many words.<br><br>He was about to suggest punishing her when she finally answered.. and answered with the proper 'Sir'... he was very impressed.&nbsp; Later.. after.. he wanted to talk to her.. he got the impression that she.. this wasn't just new from the d/s side.. but she seemed to be the sortof girl who was dolted on.. who had assistants.. and who's daddy would spoil.&nbsp; Not the sortof girl who obeyed... and that would make this extra hard for her.. although the fact that she was trying was also telling.<br><br>"mm... good girl.. and you answered properly.." he smiles..reaching to spread her legs slightly.. "I promised a little reward..and I'll give it. "<br><br>He slipped down between her legs..fingertips stroking over her loins..seeing if she kept herself trimmed.. and if she was a true blond.&nbsp; With how light her hair was, and her complexion he doubted it..but you never know.&nbsp; Lowering his face, he kissed her pussy softly..then spread her pussy lips.. kissing her more intimately.&nbsp; He mmed..closing his eyes and savouring her.. tasting her..licking and then taking her small clit into his mouth..teasing and suckling on it..before lowering to tongue her pussy..pushing into her.. all the while her hands are bound so she was helpless to just receive the sensations..his arms wrapping around her legs to hold them open in place ..fingers helping his lips and tongue.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>07-05-2010, 21:43:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Peyton smiled when he'd given her that small measure of praise. This was all so strange and foreign to her, but so far she couldn't say any of it had been unpleasant, though she would have preferred to be able to use her hands at will. <br><br>Her breath caught in her throat when she felt his tongue start moving around, licking and sucking her. While she'd done the same for the guys she'd been with, none had reciprocated and this was an experience she'd not felt before. It was almost overwhelming in sensation since she had been so on edge to start with. Had he not been holding her legs down, she doubted she would have been able to stop herself from squirming all over the place.<br><br>The soft moan turned to louder ones as the pleasure increased. Her body had never had this reaction before, she'd never felt this need inside of her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-05-2010, 04:17:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan was rewarded by her moans.. and he was enjoying this himself.&nbsp; He loved the way she tasted..the way she writhed under his arms..her body reacted to his touches and to his tongue.<br><br>He continued..but as she built higher and higher..he'd start to pull away..building her up and then just holding back from letting her have release.<br><br>The third time..he lifted his head..laying softly on her abdomen.. "mm... a new rule.. when we are together.. you are not allowed to orgasm without permission.. no matter how badly you need to.&nbsp; And.. if you want it..right now..you'd have to ask for it.. ask me to give you an orgasm.." he grins..blowing softly across her clit as he teased her..his breath warm..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>08-05-2010, 04:42:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Was he kidding? He had to be joking. In what world did he think that she would agree to that, if she even had the ability to stop herself once she got past a certain point. Oh but he was keeping her just on that edge. Unlike the moans of pleasure from only a moment before, the sound she made now was somewhere between an annoyed grunt to a frustrated one. <br><br>Peyton was positive her face had turned bright red and her mouth opened several times to object and each time her mouth snapped shut. She had a stubborn streak a mile long that was making this very very difficult for her to do, but at the same time, that same stubborn streak wouldn't allow her to give up so early on the game. <br><br>No, she wasn't going to be embarrassed by this. What two people did in bed was between them and there was nothing wrong with some thing playful like this, even if it wasn't something she'd ever considered before. She wasn't entirely sure how to go about asking him&nbsp; to give her an orgasm though, saying 'pleasure me now dammit' wasn't going to get her very far, she supposed she should just say it, and move on from there. <br><br>"please finish what you..." no, that wasn't quite right either, she took a few breaths.."would you please give me, finish what you....please give me an orgasm...sir" <br><br>She felt better once the words were out but it was much harder than she thought it would have been.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-05-2010, 13:50:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan was truly loving this.&nbsp; They had not had a chance to talk about humiliation play.. about that aspect of d/s.. and there was no way Peyton could have known that he loved it.&nbsp; In a way it was cruel of him.. maybe moreso then if he turned her over and whipped her..because he was whipping her stubbornness.. <br><br>He loved how bright red her cheeks were..how she got so flustered.. she'd want to protest..but then want to give in..but then awkwardly stumble through it..so conflicted and yet loving it at the same time.<br><br>He was moaning softly with her.. "Mm.. that will do, girl." he stroked her.."And yes.. I shall..you deserve it.."<br><br>He lowered his head..this time he doesn't stop.. but rather uses his skill (he's obviously done this before..and seems to know where the right buttons are... unlike most men).. bringing her arousal back up..and even as it starts cresting..he continues..savoring her reactions..her tastes.. feeling her muscles clench..release..clench tighter..loving how her soft moans fill the room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>08-05-2010, 16:40:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It didn't take long before she was practically writing under his rather skilled attention. In a sense, Peyton felt like a lightswitch had been turned on. If this was something she could expect, then it was worth a little bit of humiliation to get it, for nothing she'd had ever felt this good.<br><br>She began to gasp, then moan, her breathing ragged as the climax got closer. Her moans transformed to a soft moan of pleasure as she felt her inner muscles begin to spasm, feeling all the sensations overwhelm her.<br><br>Her breathing began to settle and in a low throaty voice, without thinking, just reacting, she said "Thank you sir."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-05-2010, 17:01:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she was coming down from her climax, he slipped onto the bed.. stretching across the bed..his hands stroking over her body.&nbsp; He reached up..lifting the blindfold so he could look into her eyes....although he doesn't move to release her wrists.. his hand instead lowering to idly caress her breast..<br><br>"mmm...so that was alittle taste.. I pushed you.. but also gave you pleasure.. Mm.. you asked if I liked.. the spanking.&nbsp; I do.. although it's different from this.. at first it will sting..just like a regular spanking..but if you are trapped..and you trust the person you're with.. you can't escape.. your body still reacts the same way.." he pauses..then thinks of another avenue..one that may be familiar to the young woman.<br><br>"Have you ever.. experimented with.. stuff like ecstasy?&nbsp; That's using drugs to flood your body with endorphins... with spanking..or whipping.. any of those.. your body fills with natural endophins.. but unlike drugs..these can't harm you..and feel way better.&nbsp; That's why that guy was asking for more.. you get to a point where you don't feel the pain.. you just feel incredible bliss.. and then you mix that with sex and.. well..you can work out the rest.." he smiles..caressing her cheek softly..still not freeing her wrists.. "So..you willing to put up with the pain.. and to submit yourself.. trust me.. to bring you to that point where.. you slip into what they call sub-space?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>08-05-2010, 19:47:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Peyton did know how ecstasy felt, she'd indulged at a few parties, though she couldn't imagine this giving the same feeling or better. She seriously doubted that allowing someone to repeatedly hit her would cause such a wonderful sensation, all she could think is it would cause a good deal of pain, and pain was something Peyton didn't much care for.<br><br>"I don't know, I....I think I need to think about that"<br><br>She did trust him, she didn't know why she trusted him, but she did. She knew that there had to be some measure of truth to what he was telling her, but she wasn't sure she was ready to push things that far. She had to think about it, get more comfortable with it. As it was, she had trusted him enough to let him tie her up and put her in this incredibly helpless position. <br><br>"We have a full week, is there a rush?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-05-2010, 22:05:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled softly.. "Mmm.. because my precious.." he leaned up to kiss her.. soft gentle kisses.. she could taste herself still on his lips.. "We only have a week.. and I want to savour as much of that week as we can." He lingered close by her.. "You are right tho.. no need to rush things..and we will give your body time to adjust.&nbsp; Now..I'm going to untie you..&nbsp; I don't want you to move too quickly.. nor rub your wrists..just wiggle your fingers..you'll feel pins and needles as the circulation comes back..and I don't want you to fall if you are too light headed..okay?" he gives her a final kiss..then reaches up..first releasing her hands from the headboard..and gently lowering them..and then unbinding her hands.<br><br>It was such a dichotomy.. here she was. utterly naked..and he was still fully dressed.&nbsp; Their first play session..and he didn't even 'whip it out'.. he focused entirely on her..and yet wasn't a subby supposed to be about him?&nbsp; He unwrapped her wrists..gently caressing her skin..feeling the creases the soft cotton rope made.. and then tossing the rope to the side, guided her to curl up against him as she came down.. just talking quietly for abit.<br><br>"There are lots of other things I want to play..but we'll take little steps..and if you find something is too much.. you can let me know.&nbsp; Of course.. I do like pushing.. limits..pushing you ..because I know you can take it... and I honestly love making you squirm in delight.&nbsp; Mm..your moans..your blushing.. I adore them.." he leans up..kissing her again.. not wanting kisses..just soft easy-going nuzzling being together kisses.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>08-05-2010, 23:18:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				They only had a week. He wanted to savor the time that they had. Only a week, it seemed so short. How could they possibly fit everything they wanted to do and explore into one week? It was a horrible tease really, what if she found this was something she truly wanted and desired? And then he was gone. It occurred to her that she didn't even know where he was from. He could live on the full other side of the country for all she knew. He could possibly be married and, she realized she'd probably never see him again after this week. <br><br>"I know we don't have much time, but, I need to sort some of this out in my mind first"<br><br>She was starting to get a chill the more she came down and once her hands were free she was able to move a bit closer to him, get warmth from his body. It was odd to her that he had remained completely dressed, had asked nothing in return after bringing her so much pleasure. Men were by nature more selfish than that, she knew that, but yet, here he was, not asking for a thing. She couldn't quite wrap her mind around it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2010, 00:51:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded.. this too was natural.&nbsp; It was her first time .. such intense emotions.&nbsp; And he was sure she was also thinking like him..they had both agreed on no strings..but.. <br><br>But..what if she was a keeper.&nbsp; Gawd.. what complications that would make.&nbsp; What if she didn't like it.. it was easy to see how she could truly screw up his life.&nbsp; <br><br>So many complications.. but it was also easy to just.. hold her close..and live right now.<br><br>"I know.. I feel the same way.&nbsp; I'm.. torn.. Peyton.. in many directions.&nbsp; But it's also easy to just close my eyes..and feel you tight in my arms.. to listen to you..and all those complexities don't seem like they mean anything.&nbsp; Simplistic.. yes I know.. Hedonistic.. probably.. but it does mean.. I can enjoy the moment I'm in.&nbsp; I can enjoy your company.. and feel things that.. if I thought about it too much.. I never would have." <br><br>He kissed her softly.. lingering another moment.. "Would you like to go and change for tonight?&nbsp; We could go out someplace nice for dinner.. or just stay at the hotel.&nbsp; I thought you may like a break from.." he reached to her collar.. "just to let it all sink in.. and then tonight..who knows." he smiled again..nuzzling with her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>09-05-2010, 02:04:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She just layed there for a long time saying nothing, enjoying the feel of him against her, the smell of him, the feel of his shirt against her bare skin. She had to mentally take a few steps back for she knew she could easily get very used to this.<br><br>"Dinner sounds good. I know a really good place not too far from here, I'll go up to my rooms and make the reservation if that sounds good?"<br><br>The restaurant she had in mind was an upscale seafood place right on the water. She would call ahead and have it charged to one of her accounts before they even got there. One thing she didn't know was what Stefan did for a living, and the last thing she wanted him to do was spend a ton of money on her when for all she knew he had been saving for this trip for a year. Money wasn't something that ever really phased her, she'd always had as much of it as she wanted at her disposal.<br><br>She slid off of the bed and grabbed her clothes to get dressed again. She could hardly go through the hotel looking all disheveled. <br><br>"Maybe we can meet in the lobby in about an hour?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2010, 15:01:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He turned on the bed, watching her.<br><br>"Yes, that sounds like it would be lovely."&nbsp; His eyes watched her as she dressed.. looking up and down over her - obviously liking the show.&nbsp; <br><br>After she was dressed - he offered his bathroom to give her a chance to straighten up - right now she looked completely disheveled.&nbsp; He stood up and gave her farewell kisses as she went back up to her room. "I'll meet you out the front in an hour."<br><br>After she left, he spent the time getting ready himself - putting things away and savouring a warm shower.&nbsp; He dressed in his nice clothing, and was down.&nbsp; They didn't work out who would drive, so he had the concierge bring out his Audi.&nbsp; He was waiting out front when suddenly it seemed a bunch of people appeared out of nowhere..just as a limousine drove up.&nbsp; Curious he watched as Roger Benton got out.&nbsp; The action star waved to the gathered crowd - pausing to sign autographs.&nbsp; <br><br>Wow.. so there was a famous movie-star staying at the hotel, Stefan thought to himself.&nbsp; He didn't feel the urge to go over - but this was impressive.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>09-05-2010, 15:55:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Peyton took her time getting ready, drawing a nice hot bath to relax in before dressing for dinner. If she was a little more than the hour, well men expected to wait for women while they got ready, something her mother had told her dozens of times over the years. She had settled on, after trying on a number of dresses, a cotton candy pink sun dress with a white sweater to make it more appropriate for dinner. Tonight she brushed her hair out and let it fall past her shoulders and straightening out all the curls.<br><br>She could practically hear the commotion coming from outside the lobby before she even stepped off of the elevator. Standing there in the lobby for a few minutes, she hadn't seen Stefan yet and figured he wasn't downstairs quite yet, she saw there was no way she was going outside without first running into her father. <br><br>They approached each other, still with a crowd of people on his heel, and all she could think was how well he played the crowd. A warm hug, a kiss on the cheek, a picture or two showing him as the concerned family man before he disappeared into the elevator. His assistant moved with Peyton towards the front desk in order to shield her from any lingering fans. When he was gone, she spotted Stefan and made her way over to him.<br><br>"I'm sorry, it took me a little longer to get ready than I'd planned, I hope you weren't waiting too long" and I hope you watch and change your mind about us too, she thought to herself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2010, 16:24:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Peyton wasn't anywhere to be found, so he idly watched the crowd following the star inside.&nbsp; He was standing at the doorway to the hotel when he caught sight of Peyton near the front of the lobby.&nbsp; Then the star went up to her.. a hug.. a kiss.<br><br>Wait... that wasn't no body language of giving a hug to a fan.. no..that was much more familiar.&nbsp; He watfched the group part.. one of the assistants helping keep the crowd from Peyton as she was guided out.&nbsp; He ducked back out..and then as Peyton approached, he couldn't hold back the first things in his head.<br><br>"You're... You're Roger Benton's daughter?!?!"&nbsp; Nearby some people gasp.. and a camera came up.&nbsp; "Wait..let's not do this here.." he guided her towards his Audi.. slipping around as a couple others snapped some photos.. Slipping in.. he glanced over.&nbsp; "Why is it always ..like fate is throwing things infront of us.." he drives off... to the flash of more cameras behind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>09-05-2010, 16:37:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Peyton didn't say anything at first when they got into the car and sped off. What could she say? She couldn't chose who her parents were and she also didn't see how that changed anything, other than having to be careful to avoid people with cameras. So far she'd done a pretty good job of staying out of sight since they got to the hotel. People weren't all that interested in her unless it was something scandalous that they could gossip about over coffee, she wasn't the famous one, and she liked it that way. <br><br>However, she also knew that people got funny when it came to dealing with celebrities or the families of famous people. They often felt ill at ease or inferior or just plain uncomfortable. It was true enough, her lifestyle was foreign to most people, but she was much more normal than most would think. A good deal of the talk about her had been exaggerated and blown far out of proportion. But if Stefan couldn't handle it, better she found out now than before she let herself get any further invested in him, strings or not, she had feelings to protect. <br><br>"It shouldn't change anything. It shouldn't matter who my father is, should it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2010, 18:19:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He shook his head.. "No.. but.." he seemed disturbed by it.<br><br>They drove along the waterfront..<br><br>"Peyton.. of course it doesn't.. it's just.. confusing." he glanced over at her.. all of his thoughts evident on his face.. it seems around Peyton, Stefan was no longer putting up false pretenses.. he would let his true feelings show.<br><br>"Does he know?&nbsp; I mean..about us..you sneaking around the convention?" he pauses.. then chuckles.. "Of course not.. and it's none of his business." he turned to look at her.. "That's why your mother's assistant was so.. belligerent.&nbsp; It wasn't for your benefit.. This.. us.. Me.. I'm a scandal waiting to happen."<br><br>He exhaled softly..through all of this he had never mentioned stopping.. breaking off whatever they were.. he was just thinking through things..<br><br>"I guess this isn't any different then the baggage I have.. Lisa and what not.. however" he reaches up..touching her hand.. "If you want to stop.. I'd understand.&nbsp; But I'd really like to go to dinner.." He gave her a smile.. "I'm probably crazy..but I've not felt this.. alive..this energetic in ages.&nbsp; You really are special.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>10-05-2010, 13:07:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her whole life was one scandal after another waiting to happen, this shouldn't be any different. She was entitled to something that was just her own wasn't she? And right now, what she wanted to be her own, was this time with Stefan.<br><br>"Its safe to say that no, he doesn't know about you or my going down to the convention, but then, as long as its not in the papers, he really wouldn't care much. My mothers assistant was belligerent as you put it, because she's a miserable unhappy person and so everyone else has to be, but she's gone"<br><br>She put her hand over his when he reached out to her. Relieved that he wasn't turning around now back towards the hotel, she felt a little of the pressure that was building ease away.<br><br>"I would still very much like to head to dinner, your baggage isn't scaring me off and...well...I'm glad mine isn't scaring you off"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 02:51:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He shakes his head.<br><br>"No..although.. I just wish there was some way you could tell him.. without him.. I don't know.. flipping and freaking out and sueing me out of existence." he chuckled.. joking slightly.<br><br>They continue driving...eventually turning and heading to the seafood restaurant where Peyton had made reservations.<br><br>Stefan parks and heads into the restaurant.&nbsp; Finding a secluded table near a window, Stefan is alittle out of his element - this is perhaps the most posh place he's ever eaten at.&nbsp; He chuckles..mentioning this, and relies on Peyton to assist with ordering.. making sure he doesn't commit any social faux-pas.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 04:22:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ordering for both of them, Peyton chose a selection of shellfish that she enjoyed when she came here, though made sure to check with him first that he wasn't allergic. It was interesting to see him feel a little out of place and a little uncomfortable in the surroundings. As self assured as he seemed back at the hotel, this was quite interesting, but to Peyton, it made him all the more human and she found it all the more endearing. <br><br>"Can I be honest with you? I'll probably have you running quite quickly in the opposite direction but, I've never been one to keep things to myself, so..."<br><br>She took a sip of the water that was on the table, while she probably could have gotten a glass of wine, she wanted to stay level headed tonight, at least until they went back to the hotel, if he still wanted to be around her after this. She couldn't blame him if he didn't, she was changing the rules.<br><br>"I don't know how to do this, keep going and learning about...well you know...without any strings. We said no strings, but I don't think I can do that"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 13:01:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was breaking some of the rules to be .. needing the help of one's subby.. but then Peyton wasn't like his subby..more like showing her the scene without obligations.&nbsp; Besides, he was liking this high-society - if he felt alittle out of place.<br><br>He started into the appetizers when Peyton brought up the serious talk.<br><br>"You know that.. to me honesty is the most important thing."&nbsp; Another fork of the gourmet salad went into his mouth.<br><br>He pursed his lips.. thinking for a moment.. "What do you mean.. you can't do that?&nbsp; I know this is hard for you.. but you are very natural at it." he reached over to stroke her hand for a moment.. "You're not having regrets, are you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 13:18:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She thought she had said it plainly enough but it seemed he was going to force her to say it. Peyton almost felt foolish for bringing it up, she should have just kept that to herself. One week of no strings wouldn't have killed her and then she wouldn't have to have this awkward conversation now and put them both in an uncomfortable spot. But, she'd opened the box, now she'd have to deal with it.<br><br>"No, I'm not having regrets, I just meant..."<br><br>What did she mean? What did she think she wanted from him? It was a question she really couldn't answer. It wasn't as if she thought this could really go anywhere, so why do this?<br><br>"No strings, keeping it casual to the point where we don't really tell each other anything about ourselves, it was fine when this was just a little game, but I cant keep going down this road with you and keep it that way, I just know that about myself. I'm not saying that to pressure you, but, its how I feel. And no, I'm not asking you for anything, I&nbsp; just.....I don't know"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 19:06:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He reached across the table, his hazel eyes locking on hers.<br><br>"Yes."<br><br>He smiled at her..lifting a finger to her lips.<br><br>"God.. I don't know how we're going to do this.&nbsp; And I told you.. I wasn't looking for anyone.. but.. yes.&nbsp; Yes.&nbsp; Ever since I met you.. you've been on my thoughts.&nbsp; This convention is just an excuse for me to have tbis with you.. a count-down until when you would be gone.&nbsp; I don't want that.. I want you in my life.."
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 19:23:24</strong>
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				"Yes? Just like that yes? You don't want to take a little time and think about it first?"<br><br>She would have understood that, hadn't hadn't expected the quick yes, that he wanted the same thing, but it did help to loosen the knot that had formed in her stomach as she said it. She hadn't been looking for anyone either, she was only curious, looking for a little fun, a distraction. Now though, now, while she didn't know exactly what she wanted, she knew she wanted something and he had said yes.<br><br>"I don't know either, I mean, I don't even know what part of the country you're from. Its crazy, but...well there it is"<br><br>Peyton had a hard time keeping the smile from her face as the waiter came by to clear off the first set of dishes before bringing out the next course. It occurred to her that she might be getting into something that was far over her head, and yet she didn't seem to care one bit. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 19:31:33</strong>
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				He chuckled.. the thing hanging over each of them broken.<br><br>"Okay..I don't know how.. and..yeah you probably live out in L.A. or something.. - I'm not from too far away.. Cleveland.. and we have time to get to know each other." he interlaced her fingers..<br><br>"And.. I know we have an age difference too.. you are younger then even my youngest sub.. but.. let's not dwell on what may happen.. and just enjoy now..knowing that we don't have an end.&nbsp; I was not looking forward to the convention ending..and this ending.. now we can just..take it as it comes."<br><br>They dined on the shellfish.. he started to open up. "I'll tell you whatever you want to know.. I don't keep anything from you."<br><br>He was a divorced graphic designer from Cleveland.. he worked on his own at home.. usually for several companies at a time.&nbsp; And then he dropped a bomb-shell.. "I have a daughter.. from my marriage of course.&nbsp; We were young.. we were silly..&nbsp; She's 16 now.. lives with her Mother and her mother's husband..but I see her frequently."<br><br>He was still under the pretense that she was.. well..she never said an age..just said she was young..however legal..ish.. so to him..he was thinking somewhere around the 18-19 age.. trying not to associate his new pet with his daughter's age.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 19:59:52</strong>
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				"Yeah, I live in L.A. most of the time when we aren't traveling, though I don't always go along, depends on what time of the year it is really"<br><br>She didn't want to talk about their age difference or the fact that he was probably the same age as her father. He hadn't blinked or seemed even a little uncomfortable when he mentioned his daughters age, though it did strike her as odd. It was likely, considering she'd just turned sixteen, that his daughter was older than she was. <br><br>"This is such a relief. I thought, well I'm really glad that we don't have to look at this as a week and nothing more"<br><br>It also, to her mind, meant they didn't have to rush into anything, they could take their time exploring each other and getting to know each other.<br><br>She listened to him go on about his work and found she liked the look of him as he spoke about it, it was obviously something he enjoyed doing. Peyton didn't go into too much detail about herself yet, wanting to learn more about him first. She asked him about his marriage and why it had ended, a little about his daughter, though not too much there.<br><br>Part of her felt like sending a bottle of champagne to the red heads room in the hotel. If she hadn't so casually dumped Stefan, then she wouldn't be sitting here with him now, and that would have been, in her opinion, a true loss.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 23:01:11</strong>
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				(grins.. ooh..catty..you should do it ;) It would be great - on the champagne)<br><br>Ouch.. LA to Cleveland.. not the most close of relationship.&nbsp; But she did mention that she traveled alot.. that was a good thing.<br><br>He described his work - basically whenever small business would want some graphic work done - such as flyers or brochures.. or even some work for ads.. he (he worked for himself) would get the requirements.. do up the work.. meet with the clients and so forth.&nbsp; Of course none of it was at the national level.. nation-wide companies would use large media agencies.. not some freelance guy..but he did have a group of steady business.. he worked for himself and even subcontracted out sometimes when he was busy.&nbsp; It also let him work from nearly anywhere with his laptop..giving him alot of freedom<br><br>He seemed to pull in abit when talking about his exwife and daughter.<br><br>"We were young..we really didn't know what we wanted.&nbsp; And when she got pregnant.. I was only 18.. had to drop out of my plans to go to college.. got a job.. and worked night school to get my classes in computers."<br><br>He sighed softly.. "Eventually.. it was too much.&nbsp; I was either working or going to school.. and she had her hands full with Jenny..she moved back in with her mother.. we drifted."&nbsp; He sighed.. "When Jenny was five.. she told me that she sortof met this guy.. he lived in my mother-in-law's neighbourhood..I was hurt..she felt abandoned.. We coped the best we could."<br><br>He sighed.. "We both grew up.. I see Jennifer alot.&nbsp; Ellen and I get along okay too. And Blake..her husband.&nbsp; They keep wondering when I'm going to settle down.. but I found the bdsm scene.. and I'm not sure if I could settle down with someone who wasn't in the scene..and I'm not sure if I could settle down with someone who is.. and it just worked out good for me to do my own thing."<br><br>They finished dinner.. Stefan was abit quiet from opening up so much of his past.. he didn't mean to..but once he started talking..he couldn't stop.&nbsp; He even showed pictures of his family to Peyton.. pictures of Jennifer who had long straight brown hair.. and Ellen and Blake.. an average looking couple. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>12-05-2010, 04:35:05</strong>
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				She was jealous looking at the pictures of him with his daughter and ex wife. She wasn't jealous of them, she was jealous that they seemed so close. She didn't have any pictures of her with her father that any fan couldn't get if they joined his fan club. Peyton knew she was loved, but they were not a loving family, they were barely a family at all. <br><br>"You two are really close aren't you? I think that's incredibly sweet"<br><br>Peyton put her hand over his and gave it a squeeze as she thought about all this. It was interesting, most of the people she knew had similar family issues to hers, so to see someone who had a bit of stability in his life, it was a nice change of pace. <br><br>"I have a CD back at the hotel, it hasn't actually been released yet, the soundtrack to the movie my fathers filming, maybe she'd like a copy of it?"<br><br>She could imagine it would make for a nice souvenir of his trip and she wondered now that they've decided that this wasn't going to end in one week if things kept going so well, if that would make him really uncomfortable at some point, being with a woman that was the same age as his daughter. She realized she hadn't actually told him her age, but, she figured he either knew when he found out who she was or assumed she was around that age from her telling him she was a good deal younger than she'd let on.<br><br>"So, tonight will be interesting I think, assuming you want to go back down to the rooms at the convention"
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2010, 18:28:12</strong>
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				It was ironic that to Peyton.. a divorced family counted as one that had stability..since compared with a hollywood family where everything was always under such public scrutiny.<br><br>"Yeah.. she's great.&nbsp; You know..typical teenager." he blushed..this was reminding him of how close in age Peyton was.. little did he know!<br><br>"You sure you can do that?&nbsp; I don't want you to get into trouble." he chuckled.. "I'm actually not much of a movie person." he chuckled.."That's ironic I guess... Alot of fans would be flipping over the opportunity I have... but honestly.. I like you for you."&nbsp; It was true..unlike so many people in her life who were either also the offspring of famous.. or were 'fanboys'.. he was perhaps one of the first people who saw her and treated her like a regular person.<br><br>"Mm.. that would be nice.&nbsp; Especially if I could talk you into maybe alittle playing.&nbsp; It's a huge rush to play in public..Although I'd not mind just going back to my hotel room."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>12-05-2010, 18:43:25</strong>
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				No one had ever said those words to her before and the feeling she got from them was nothing short of incredible for she knew them to be true. He didn't care who her father was, in fact, that was probably a negative in his eyes. He wasn't with her for what he could get from her, something she'd had happen more than once. She wouldn't go so far as to say she fit the 'poor little rich girl' mold, but someone who looked at her for her, that was a new experience. <br><br>"And since I know you value honesty, I have to believe that"<br><br>Her entire train of thought was lost when he talked about playing in public. She was still nervous that people took pictures there, though she had a feeling it was the sort of behaviour that was frowned upon at those conventions, she couldn't be certain.<br><br>"I don't know, is it....are people ....discrete?"<br><br>She loved the idea of just going back to his hotel room, even perhaps taking him up to hers where they could have a bit more room, but she also knew that part of the appeal of a week like this was to interact with others. She knew she'd learn more seeing other people doing what she had a newfound interest in and, Peyton wanted to make sure he had the time he was hoping to. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2010, 19:00:31</strong>
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				He shrugged.. "You know..it's like anything.&nbsp; Most people are decent.. there are some jerks.&nbsp; I.." he blushed..<br><br>"I guess it's different for you.&nbsp; I mean..most people aren't famous.. they don't need to worry about photographers or newspapers or anything." he frowned..looking down.. obviously weighing his urges to play in public against not wanting to push his already pushed luck with the 'famous' girl.<br><br>"I didn't mean it like that..to say you.. like you're different.&nbsp; I don't think you're different.&nbsp; But .. you know sometimes people snap photos.. or even shoot videos.&nbsp; It's erotic.. and people are very free and open.&nbsp; You saw sister rene this afternoon.. I had met her today..and minutes after meeting her she was naked and bound up.. I guess we're the ones who are different.."<br><br>While they were talking the bill came.&nbsp; The waiter gave it to Stefan..as he was the older male.. and assumed he'd be paying.<br><br>Stefan nearly choked when he looked down at it... the meal costing about the equivalent to his hotel room for the night for a meal.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>12-05-2010, 19:24:57</strong>
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				"Well, most people don't really notice me unless I'm actually with my father. Only the real die hard scary type of fans notice and, well I would hope those aren't at the convention, and they probably would have seen me the other night anyway"<br><br>She shrugged not wanting to make too big a deal about it. Peyton didn't want to be thought of as high maintenance, even though she imagined in some ways she was. Her mother, now there was a high maintenance woman, and Peyton tried her best to be anything but like her.<br><br>"I say we just play it by ear and see how things go, is that alright?"<br><br>Peyton merely sighed when the bill came. She was certain she'd given payment for dinner when she made the reservation in the hopes of avoiding any uncomfortableness. Apparently that was not to be the case here, but the manager would be getting an earful when she spoke to him. <br><br>Calling the waiter over again before Stefan could say a thing she snapped the check from him.<br><br>"This was already taken care of when the reservations were made, you can check with the manager"<br><br>She turned her attention back to Stefan indicating that she was through with the waiter and he should now leave. <br><br>"You don't mind do you? I thought it would be nice to take you to dinner" Peyton knew enough to change the subject quickly instead of dwelling on a rather distasteful subject.<br><br>"If you tell me what you're going to be wearing tonight, I can try to dress to match"
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2010, 22:31:21</strong>
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				He looked at her..and then smiled graciously. "Thank you.&nbsp; I guess.. it's just... we live in different worlds." he smiles.. "But thank you"<br><br>The bill dealt with, they make their way out.. his hand slipping around her shoulder as they weaved through the tables and out the door.&nbsp; "My normal clothing.. dark colours is typical for men.. unless they are subs..then they tend to not wear much.&nbsp; And women..well.. usually wear stuff that can be easily removed.. unless they are Dommes..then they tend to do the whole leather corset thing.."<br><br>They head back out to his car.. he pauses in the parking lot to hug her tight.<br><br>The drive back to the hotel is uneventful.. they get out at the front..leaving the car with the valet.&nbsp; "So.. see you in an hour?&nbsp; How about you just come up to my suite?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>12-05-2010, 23:01:50</strong>
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				"I don't know that I have things that fit any of those descriptions, really just more of what you saw the other night. Is there anything in particular you might like to see me in? I can try to find something that at least somewhat fits the description"<br><br>Peyton found she was really glad he wasn't one of the types to wear a lot of leather as she doubted she'd be able to keep a straight face. Time would tell though. She was really nervous at the idea of playing in public, she was really nervous about the idea of playing at all. She still didn't understand how pain could lead to something pleasurable, all she knew was pain hurt and she didn't care for it. But, if she was going to trust Stefan, then, she would trust him enough to try it.<br><br>When they got back to the hotel, Peyton was relieved to see that the lobby was relatively empty and she didn't have to be too discrete about walking through it with Stefan. It had been quite an interesting dinner and she felt really good about the talk they'd had.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-05-2010, 14:37:34</strong>
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				"mm.. I'm not quite sure.&nbsp; I don't know all the clothing you have.&nbsp; I mostly just wear my dark clothing for the play nights - I don't have any of those silly leather vest.." he chuckles.. "Although I shouldn't laugh. If that's what those sort like to wear.. good on them.&nbsp; This is about having fun."<br><br>The trip through the hotel was uneventful - no delays or interuptions.. and they part company in the elevator - kissing deeply.&nbsp; "I'll be waiting."<br><br><hr> <br>Upstairs, Stefan changes into his 'play' clothes and waits.&nbsp; There is a knock at the door, and with a smile, Stefan goes to open the door to find...<br><br>Lisa.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>16-05-2010, 16:00:15</strong>
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				Upstairs in her room, Peyton found herself frowning over her closet and all the different outfits she'd recently bought. It was one thing when she was going down to observe and see things from the periphery, but now she was going to be there with someone, interact with people a bit more, and that changed everything. <br><br>Immediately she discarded half of it as too bright, too cheerful, too young or just too much. That left her with about a dozen dresses to choose from and she just stood there staring at them as if this was something she'd never done before. She shouldn't have so much trouble with this, dressing for the occasion was almost a job for her, and one she did very well, so with that in mind, she looked over the choices she had and picked. <br><br>Settling on a royal blue dress that flared at the skirt and barely touched her knees and left her back completely bare. It was fun and flirty, but also a nice dark color that would compliment whatever Stefan was wearing for the night. By the time she bathed, primped and dressed, she'd taken a bit longer than the hour she said she'd meet him in, but then, fashionably late was something she was raised on. She gave herself one last look before she started to head downstairs and knocked on Stefan's door.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>17-05-2010, 17:52:44</strong>
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				Stefan was beginning to wonder what was keeping Peyton.&nbsp; He had gotten ready for the evening.. dressed in his nice silk top and black slacks.&nbsp; <br><br>He answered the door when he thought it woud be her, and found Lisa there.&nbsp; After a few cordial words, he invited her in.&nbsp; She was trying to get him to come down - but he'd have nothing of it.&nbsp; And then Lisa noticed the collar set out on the dressing table.&nbsp; "ooh.. so you've collared her.. boy.. you work fast..." she says.. "Lisa.. you're jumping to conclusions.. and besides..you're the one who left me."<br><br>There was a knock at the door.. but Lisa was closer.. "I'll get it... /Master/" she says with sarcasm on the last bit.<br><br>Throwing open the door, Peyton finds Lisa in Stefan's room.&nbsp; She's dressed for the night..it's a sparkly two-piece covered with silver sequins.. very flashy and 'look at me'.<br><br>"Yeah... thought it would be you.." she says softly..not so Stefan can hear then puts on a fake smile and says with exaggerated sugar "Ooh.. Master.. your new young pet is here for you.." turning to look at Stefan.<br><br>Stefan rolls his eyes and looks past Lisa.. "Peyton..come in..you're looking nice." he's not even giving Lisa the dignity of a response.&nbsp; "Lisa..if you please.. I'm sure we'll run into you downstairs.." unless we're lucky.. he doesn't add...but thinks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-05-2010, 18:25:04</strong>
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				Lisa was not exactly who Peyton was hoping to see. Speaking low under her breath so only Peyton could hear, turning a big fake smile so Stefan would see, it was such a silly game, but if that's how she wanted to play it, so be it. <br><br>Her dress was enough to make her wish she'd brought her sunglasses with her. Tacky was apparently Lisa's style, and for a moment she wondered what Stefan was thinking when he was with her. Must be good in bed she mused, for she didn't see any outwardly endearing qualities about the woman. <br><br>Peyton said nothing, not a single word until Lisa had left, though it was clear she wasn't happy about being dismissed as she was. No, if she wanted to play, fine, but it wouldn't be here and it wouldn't be with an audience. There was just enough of her mother in her to make her vicious when need be, she thought to herself. <br><br>"I hope you don't mind my saying, but, your taste has vastly improved"
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				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>17-05-2010, 22:54:16</strong>
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				Stefan was frowning at Lisa's antics.. and then burst into a wide smile at the catty remark.<br><br>"She wasn't always like that.. You know..before now..she'd been jealous..but nowhere near as bad as you make her." he swept Peyton up into his arms.. "But then.. you're perfect in every way.. so no wonder she is." he leant down to kiss her..holding her against him for a moment.&nbsp; "mm.. you do look ravishing.&nbsp; Ooh..I was hoping.." he turned and reached for the collar.. "I was hoping you'd wear this tonight.. among other things." he winks..holding up the collar..waiting for a response..and if it's a positive one..lifting up to slip the leather around her neck.. a soft pleasurable sigh as he collars Peyton again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-05-2010, 23:12:18</strong>
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				"Oh I'm not perfect, close though, almost goddess like now that you mention it"<br><br>She was smiling when he kissed her and she hooked her hands around the back of his neck holding him to her to draw it out a while. Peyton had been hoping to go downstairs and take another look at the convention, this time on Stefans arm, seeing it from a new perspective, but the longer they stood so close, the more she wanted to tell him to forget it and stay there together for the night. <br><br>Moving her hair out of the way, she allowed him to place the collar around her neck again. It was strange, it didn't feel natural to her yet and she wondered if it was something you got used to or just dealt with. It wasn't tight, it didn't pinch the skin, but there was something behind it that had her a little on edge. She'd never been good at following others though, it was possible that was what was behind the ill at ease feeling she had.<br><br>"Among other things?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>18-05-2010, 18:37:40</strong>
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				"Yep.." he said, with a twinkle in his eye.. and left it at that.. Of course with everything down there.. he could be meaning anything.. from clothing.. to.. who knows.. blindfolds..gags..the clamps..or any of the other public toys.<br><br>He could sense her slight unease.. no..that wasn't precisely what it was.&nbsp; She was very willing as she lifted up her hair..but a part of her inside rebelled.. said.. 'Hell no.. you can't collar me.. I'm awesome..'.. the side that was so against submission.. the independent self-assured part which made her an A-type personality.<br><br>He just held her..his fingertips caressing the collar.. moments in silence.. then he spoke with a soft voice..<br><br>"When we're down there.. if anything is too much.. anything goes too far.. if you're ever uncomfortable.. let me know.&nbsp; I know you're mature enough not to cause a scene.. but I don't want anything to eat away at you until it's too much." he reached softly into her hair..still talking quietly.. soothingly.&nbsp; "I know in many ways..we're rushing things so much.. going out in public with you collared.. I know some things seem.. well..it's not very equal rights and all that" he smiled warmly.&nbsp; "If you do the best you can.. I know I will be pleased with you.&nbsp; I know others know alot more what it means to be a submissive..when in doubt ignore everyone.. there is just you and me.. know that I am happy with you.&nbsp; I only say this is because I know often times there is " he pauses and smirks.."Friendly competition with who is a better sub.. like a badge of pride.. and especially with someone like Lisa.. she's going to probably go out of her way to be juvenile." he leaned to kiss her.. "And I know you.. you strive to be the best..&nbsp; "<br><br>He held her..and then looked down. "You ready?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>18-05-2010, 21:08:54</strong>
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				Peyton did strive to the be best, for anything less where she came from simply wasn't an option, image was everything. When she was five, she had her baby teeth capped since a few came in crooked and it wouldn't have looked good for the cameras, had learned by the time she was twelve how to insult someone to their face and still maintain the perfect charming smile. He wouldn't have to worry about her causing a scene. Enticing someone like Lisa to make a scene and be offended by it,&nbsp; now that was another matter altogether.<br><br>It did occur to her that she'd never really cared if she'd pleased anyone or not, with the exception of her father, something she failed at but hid well enough that it didn't matter. When he talked about her doing her best, that he'd be pleased with her, it sparked something inside of her that she wanted to make that happen. She would make that happen. <br><br>"Not quite yet, no"<br><br>She leaned up and kissed him again, something she knew she could get very very used to.<br><br>"Now I'm ready"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>22-05-2010, 17:54:49</strong>
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				He smiled softly..his lips lingering and savouring the taste and feel of her lips.&nbsp; He looked down into her eyes.. a mixture of pride and passion mixing with that gnawing feeling that.. she was so young.. what would people think?&nbsp; Well..in the scene people are very open minded..but what about outside?<br><br>Wait..what was he thinking.. it was hard to define their relationship.. easier to just enjoy it and move forward.<br><br>He lead her downstairs.. the pair heading into the public rooms after the events had started.&nbsp; Groups milled about.. subs were nearly always kneeling beside their masters.&nbsp; Around the perimeter there were various stations set up where people could go and play.&nbsp; Crosses.. braces.. ropes..whips.. chains.. you name it.&nbsp; THe air was filled with the frequent sounds of a SMACK of leather against flesh.. cries and gasps of pleasure intermixed.<br><br>Stefan lead Peyton to a table over by one of the large frames.&nbsp; There was a submissive..an older woman who was short - petite and almost sickly skinny..her arms twisted back in what seemed to be an contortionist level of being twisted and bound..dressed in just the skimpiest of string panties.. her Mistress alternating between using a crop on her exposed breasts and a long feather on the end of a stick.. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>23-05-2010, 01:17:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Peyton was pleased that they avoided running into anyone she or he knew in the lobby, as she felt they had enough run ins for one night. Part of her though, knew that a run in with Lisa was going to be unavoidable. The look in the woman's eyes spoke volumes that she was a drama queen and wouldn't think twice about causing a loud scene. Well, Peyton would not be the one to instigate it, and avoid her where possible.<br><br>There seemed to be more people down here tonight than there had been the previous two, but then, tonight she was more aware of others. She clung on to Stefans arm while they walked through, and her grip tightened a bit each time she heard one of the loud smacking sounds that filled the air. She still had no idea how that could be pleasurable, but put it out of her mind for the time being. <br><br>Since he hadn't said anything of the kind, and the dress she was wearing was a high quality material, Peyton took a seat at the table they walked over to, preferring that to kneeling on the floor, it wasn't even carpeted. <br><br>"Quite the crowd tonight isn't it?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 22:22:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He noted that she clung close to him.. to him the vibes were more along the 'girlfriend' vibes then the 'submissive' vibes.. but she was young..and new to all of this.. and open minded.<br><br>They negotiated, and feeling her flinch with every hit, he purposely brought her to a place near one of the play spots..sitting down and noting her choosing the chair over the floor.&nbsp; Again..something else he could accept for now.. although he hoped he could train her to become a submissive.. to actually prefer that life.<br><br>"I think it will be busiest the next couple days..being the weekend and all.. if someone couldn't get away all week..they could at least come for the weekend." he smiled..drawing his chair close to her, and turning her to watch the submissive.. a tall full-figured red-head...wearing practically nothing..busy having her tits paddled with a Tawnee.. a sortof two pronged short leather strap.&nbsp; Her expression was one more of pain then pleasure..only when he paused and fondled her breasts did the painful look be replaced with a deep lusty one.<br><br>"So.. scared yet?" he chuckles..reaching to caress up Peyton's back.&nbsp; "I think we're safe from running into your family in here.. we just have my baggage to deal with"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 22:42:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Scared wasn't quite the word for what she was feeling, intimidated was a better one. Not by him though, but of this entire group, the entire scene that was unfolding in front of them. There was a part of her that wanted to turn back away from what she was seeing and part of her that couldn't take her eyes off of it. Then there was the thought that he had turned her to watch, perhaps it wasn't a good idea to turn back until he moved her back or told her to. There were far too many thoughts competing for her attention to do anything but stare ahead of her and take it all in.<br><br>"There are one or two people who travel with us who I think would come to something like this, but I know they haven't been and wont be. I'm not too worried about your baggage, I can handle it if you can"<br><br>It occurred to her that most nights she'd seen him here, he had a drink. Her thoughts went back to the other night where that other woman, sister something, Peyton was terrible with names, had gotten them. Was she supposed to get drinks for them? She hated this feeling of uncertainty, of not knowing what she should or shouldn't be doing, but she knew she wanted to do everything right. It did occur to her that part of that was she didn't want to give Lisa one thing to gloat over, but it was more than that, she hoped.<br><br>"Do you want something to drink? I mean, can I get you anything...Sir" she almost forgot that last bit, it wasn't natural for her, but she felt good that she'd remembered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 13:26:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan suddenly chuckled at that.&nbsp; "Ooh.. I'm sorry.." he reached to touch her cheek.&nbsp; He could see her almost squirming.. the proximity of the harsh play obviously affecting her.&nbsp; And it was unusual for her to stammer and re-correct herself.. and add on the 'Sir' on the end.. Stefan actually loved it.. it was so endearing.&nbsp; She was trying so hard.<br><br>His hand lingered on her cheek and he nodded. "Okay.. you can fetch me a drink.&nbsp; And one for yourself.&nbsp; Charge it back to my room.. you won't be paying for things when we're in here.. okay?" he smiles..<br><br>Suddenly an idea occured to him.&nbsp; It was obvious..he suddenly looked lost in thought..pondering it.&nbsp; He nodded softly and then refocused on Peyton. "Yes..that would do.&nbsp; Hurry back.. I have an idea"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 16:34:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				While Peyton was horrible with names, other small details she was fairly good at remembering, such as the drink he'd ordered the night before. Since he didn't ask for anything specific, she ordered that and a glass of wine for herself when she got to the bar. It was good to do that, it gave her a moment to collect her thoughts and catch her breath. <br><br>He probably thought she was being ridiculous, she hadn't expected though to be sitting right in the middle of so many things. It was hard to keep her focus on just one as her eyes kept darting from one other to the next. Across the room on the other side of the bar she spotted Lisa and was relieved that her back was turned, hopefully she would keep her distance tonight. <br><br>She brought the drinks back putting his in front of him and then taking her seat again. "I hope that's okay, you didn't mention what you wanted"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 17:57:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan was still sitting alone.. thank god Lisa wasn't about.. when Peyton returned.&nbsp; He looked up and smiled, watching Peyton set down the drink..<br><br>"Gin and Lemon.. you remembered." he smiled..<br><br>"I was thinking.. Peyton.. are you interested.. not just in some of the.. intimate experiences.. but are you interested in learning some of the other.. submissive aspects?&nbsp; How to act.. how to carry yourself.. how to behave.. so forth?&nbsp; So you could come here..and not feel like an outsider looking in..but rather you could come here and be the envy of all the other subby-wannabes?"&nbsp; He smiled and took a sip.<br><br>"There are things.. I can teach you.&nbsp; About exploring yourself.. your sensations.. feelings.. but there are other aspects that.. well.. it's not as appropreate for me to teach you.&nbsp; Normally they are learnt over time..through being corrected.. trial and error.&nbsp; But there is another way.. and if you are interested.. " he smiled... "And I've not mentioned my feelings on the matter..but yes.. I would.. adore it if you became a submissive... at least for this week." he winked.. "And see where we go from there..sortof a crash course in it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 18:07:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not sure I understand. What would it entail and, well why wouldn't it be appropriate for you to teach me? If I said yes that is"<br><br>It was true enough, she wasn't quite sure she knew what he meant, though had a few ideas. Looking around the room at the various people kneeling rather than sitting in chairs, the way they were serving drinks and the level of attention they were giving those they were with. It wasn't something she would have a clue as to how to do right, then again, she wasn't at all certain this was really something she wanted to explore fully. <br><br>Of course, what did she really have to lose? She was always free to up and leave and pretend she'd never met Stefan if it was something she didn't like or something that was too heavy for her. And she did trust him, for knowing him for such a short period of time, she was surprised how much she trusted him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 22:21:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well..I could..if we had more time.&nbsp; But more.. it's more.. hmm.. just appropriate to learn from another submissive.&nbsp; And you know what we agreed on at the beginning..I'd never force you to do anything.. that this was totally voluntary."<br><br>He took a sip.. "Now I'm not stupid enough to suggest Lisa.. besides I think you'd chew her up and spit her out." He chuckles.. "But there are others I know here.&nbsp; I could make arrangements for you to spend the afternoon with one of my friend's submissives.. and she would mentor you.&nbsp; And then that night, you could show me everything you learnt.&nbsp; And I'll take my friend out to 'pay' for your lessons..We could have a good 'guy' afternoon..and when I come back.. who knows.. you may suddenly have been turned into the perfect little sub" he grins..leaning to give her a peck..his hand sneaking down into her lap.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 22:38:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Peyton didn't like how that sounded one bit. It was one thing to want to learn what she could from him, as he was the only reason she was doing this at all. Now he wanted to pawn her off on some stranger for a day? Anything that this other would could show her, he certainly could too, only he could show her how he wanted things for him. It was a matter of perspective she supposed, but the idea of what he proposed didn't sit all that well with her, though she didn't know if she wanted to say no and disappoint him, even though she didn't like it.<br><br>She didn't say a word as she took several sips of her wine, and finally drank down the rest of the glass. The warmth that she felt from the drink allowed her to sit back and think about what he was asking her to do. <br><br>"It seems to me that, this friend would have this woman doing things the way he likes them yes? And then if she were to show me what all that was, it would be for things the way he liked them, rather than you, and that doesn't make much sense to me, to learn how to do things the way someone I will probably never spend any time with likes"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 01:02:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan listened... and then burst out laughing again.<br><br>"Oh.. no you got it wrong.." he chuckled.. "I was going to send you with his sub.. so you could learn from another woman.. how to be a sub.. Not the specific things that I.. or he.. would like..but the basics.. all the stuff that all sub's should do.. should say.." he smiled and reached to hug her.. <br><br>"No.. I don't think I want to let any guys get their hands on you.. they'd never let go." he grins
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 03:43:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				One thing Peyton certainly didn't like was being laughed at, but she pushed that aside. She knew, on some level, he wasn't laughing at her, but rather her naivete on the situation. She still didn't know that she wanted to spend time with some other woman telling her what she should and shouldn't do, what she should or shouldn't say to be considered good. <br><br>"Well, who did you have in mind? Not that woman from the other night, because I would have a real problem following anyone's lead who feels the need to prostrate themselves at the feet of any man just because they happen to be a man"<br><br>She looked around the room again at all the different scenes that were unfolding before them. It crossed her mind that it might be fruitless to get too involved. Did she really want to go through all the trouble when after this week she might not ever see him again? Even though they had ditched the no strings clause, she had her doubts.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>01-06-2010, 22:44:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sister rene was exactly who he had in mind.&nbsp; His expression paused, and then turned inward.. Peyton knew him enough to see that he wasn't expecting that response, and consequently was re-evaluating what he had planned to say..&nbsp; she could also tell that it wasn't what he wanted to hear..<br><br>"I.. don't think you understand..&nbsp; mmm... It's not like tha... you know.." he paused, licking his lips. "You know.. never-mind.. let's just enjoy tonight."<br><br>He shifted his chair closer to hers.. and to show that he wasn't pulling away..offered his arm to go around her..waiting for her non-verbal feed-back before wrapping his arm around her to sit and enjoy the couple playing infront of them for abit.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>02-06-2010, 18:05:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She had disappointed him when she shot down the idea of that woman teaching her anything. Peyton was pretty good at reading people and she could see it clearly on his face even though he tried to hide it. That wasn't what she had intended to do, and she felt bad about it, that alone was something new for her. Normally she couldn't have cared less if someone was disappointed by her choices, they rarely affected anyone but herself anyway. <br><br>Turning in her seat to face him she put her hands over his arms that were still around her.&nbsp; She had to give some thought to what she would say before she spoke, but she knew that she wanted to make that look go away.<br><br>"I'm sorry, maybe I was hasty when I said that. I really don't know her, or about any of this, but I do want to learn"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 13:45:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked back at her, hearing her change of heart.&nbsp; It sounded sincere... but he was also having just that kernel of doubt now.<br><br>"I don't want to force you into anything... to make you into someone you are not.&nbsp; We can just sit..enjoy each others company.&nbsp; We have all week."<br><br>Stefan didn't know how much of a change this was for Peyton.. that before now she didn't care at all about what other people thought - that this was a first time for her.&nbsp; To him it seemed like a snap reaction - she could tell he was disappointed and wanted to fix that.. and nothing more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 16:30:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You aren't forcing me, I thought...."<br><br>She thought that he understood that she was really interested in exploring this with him but she was nervous about it. Peyton may have been new to this particular lifestyle and scene, but she knew men well enough to see when one was pulling back. She wasn't about to give up quite that easily though now that she knew what she wanted, and what she wanted was Stefan. <br><br>"I cant spend the week pretending that I'm not really interested in any of this, because I am. Not every choice I make is going to be the right one, but I'm more than willing to try. Unless....well unless you're saying you don't want to explore this with me"<br><br>If he was done with her, then she would walk away, she wasn't the type to cling where she wasn't wanted. But if her instincts were right, he wasn't ready to let her just walk away and it was the last thing she wanted to do. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 17:46:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He shook his head.. instantly backpeddling.&nbsp; In a way.. that confirmed that Peyton still held most of the 'power'<br><br>"No.. I'm not saying that.. and..mmm..I would love to explore this with you.&nbsp; I thought.." he exhaled.. "I thought it would be easier.. if I hooked you up with someone.. to teach you some of the basics.. umm..this isn't just about whips and chains and leather and lace.&nbsp; All that kneeling.." he nodded behind them.. "There is more going on.. mmm.. How do I?" <br><br>He reached to take her hand..and then tried to tug her towards him.. if she was willing..moving to pull her towards his lap..<br><br>"The term is called power exchange.. you see.. the people kneel..because they want to.&nbsp; They 'give up' their power to their Master.. or.. okay..in an abusive relationship.. power is taken.. in a Dom relationship the power is given... that's one of the fundamental differences.&nbsp; And for people who are used to always being in charge.. giving up that power.. is hard..but it's also liberating.&nbsp; But with it.... the hard part.. comes the stuff that you'd never normally do." he nodded to an older woman.."Do you see her?&nbsp; Did you know she's a senior manager at a Bank.&nbsp; And now she's kneeling..dressed in a pink frilly skirt thing.. intentionally humiliating.. to please her Master.&nbsp; Because he wished it... she doesn't have to.. but she does.. dooh.. I'm not explaining this well."&nbsp; He reaches to stroke her hair softly<br><br>Exhaling again.. "Peyton.. I would like to explore..alot of aspects of this with you.. not just the bondage..or spankings.. I would.. for sake of better words.. love to explore this week with you being my pet.. my sub.."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 23:22:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She thought he was explaining it just fine and for reasons she couldn't say, she found it truly endearing that he was stumbling over his own words. To her, that said that it meant something to him, not just some fun for a week but something with actual feelings involved, even if he wasn't ready to admit that yet. A week or longer, they had done away with the no strings caveat, so who knew where this could lead, despite the obvious road blocks.<br><br>"I think I understand what you're saying, I do. I've been watching and I know its more than just the physical side of it and....I want to...with you anyway..learn more about it, explore it this week, see what can happen. I'm willing to try, that's the best I can say"<br><br>She hoped it was enough, for it was all she could do. Peyton couldn't claim to be an expert on something she had no experience with, though she could probably fake it if she had to, she didn't want to. She didn't want anything but honesty between them. They started off on lies, and she wouldn't go back to that, it was too complicated that way.<br><br>"If you want me to spend time with her, to learn more, I will, or I'm just as happy to learn it from you"<br><br>More really, for otherwise she didn't see much of the point.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-06-2010, 01:01:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled.. "mm.. we could do that too..but definitely not here.. not in the open.&nbsp; It wouldn't be proper.." he chuckled..reaching to stroke her.. rather liking her on his lap.&nbsp; It was a nice compromise.. not quite as demeaning as kneeling on the floor.. and he could feel her against his thighs and side.<br><br>"I am alittle overwhelmed.. and after Lisa.. well..I didn't think I'd be taking anyone for awhile.&nbsp; I don't mean to complain..but the thought of having to train someone.." he grins.. a hint of joviality to his tone.. so it's not entirely serious.. light hearted joking.<br><br>"And.. in a small petty way..I do like the idea of driving Lisa absolutely jealous... after she broke up with me after making me bring her here.." he grin wickedly.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>09-06-2010, 19:45:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Peyton was pretty sure that he wasn't just with her to make Lisa jealous and she couldn't blame him for wanting to do just that. She was a fool, having seen the man she had thrown Stefan away for, though, she was glad to see his taste had improved. Lisa was trashy and desperate to be the center of attention, the kind of woman who will smile to your face and then sink the knife deep into your back. She knew that type of woman well, her mother was like that at times.<br><br>"I think the very fact that you're here with anyone at all would make her insanely jealous, it means you aren't sitting around pining over her and watching her with the new one in misery. I think it kills her"<br><br>The last thing she wanted to do however was to overwhelm him, but she wanted to learn and not from someone else. She'd just have to make sure she was an eager and willing student and make it worth his while to do so. She smiled at the thought as she leaned against him while sitting on his lap. <br><br>"You'll say when and where, and I'll be there"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 04:43:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan thought more about that, and then putting the thoughts out of his mind..wrapped his arms around the young girl in his lap.&nbsp; <br><br>"I think.. what I was thinking.. was having you spend the afternoon with Sister Rene.. who could teach you some things from the submissive side.. and then the rest of the day..I could take you and show you.. how I like things.&nbsp; We could discover how we fit." <br><br>He reached to caress her face.. "Every relationship is unique.. every one is different.&nbsp; True relationships.&nbsp; Sometimes you'll see these guys with a harem of girls..and he treats them all poorly.. really in that case his relationship is with himself.. that's why it doesn't change.. it's not with those girls." he looks around..but the group at this convention were more laid back and 'sociable' types.. not the type of Dom's that he avoided..the ones who used it as an excuse to abuse people.<br><br>"Although it's going to be an interesting path for us.. because you may not know if you like or not like something...until you've tried it. And until then.. you'll need to trust me."&nbsp; He leant close..a hand slipping up into her hair..and then taking a gentle..but firm grip..enough to keep her from leaning in for a kiss.. also a first step into dominating her.. to see how she reaced.<br><br>"Do you trust me?" he asks..his eyes twinkling..his lips tantalizingly close.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 03:12:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was almost hypnotic, the entire scene unfolding between the two of them. He was drawing her in and she doubted he was even aware that he was doing it. The patient way he spoke to her, without speaking down to her, the way he wrapped his hand up in her hair, his breath on her face, warm and close, it was all almost more than she could stand it, and yet she had no desire to stop. <br><br>"I do trust you"<br><br>Why she trusted him, Peyton couldn't have answered that for anything, it was a feeling she had. Something inside of him told her that she could trust this man with everything she had and he wouldn't throw it back in her face. Why should she trust someone that she barely knew. They had only met a couple of days before, but already she'd felt things she'd never felt before. <br><br>"And I will spend the afternoon with her to learn more, I want to learn more"<br><br>Peyton was almost aching to lean forward just that small bit to kiss him with his mouth so close. The hand that held her though was enough that she wasn't going to push against it. She had to learn, for the first time, to let someone else lead. It was hard, but she wanted to please him more than she could say.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 13:27:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was impressed that she didn't pull against the hand.&nbsp; He even almost longed to feel her pull against his command..and knew that time would come soon enough.&nbsp; For now..he kept giving her tantalizing brushes of desire.<br><br>"Very good.." he leaned closer.. his lips brushing hers..and yet not kissing.. <br><br>"I suppose you want a reward?" he lightly teased her.. his tone very playful.. but the pressure in her hair made it obvious he was teasing her.. just alittle banter.&nbsp; His other hand slipped between them.. touching her thighs..and then sliding softly up to her stomach.. then up between them..as he teased his fingertips teased at the top button of her blouse..then pulling forward unfastened the top button.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 02:52:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Everyone else in the room ceased to exist for Peyton. The couple playing by the cross only a few feet away, for all the attention they were getting from her, they could have been&nbsp; ten miles away. The other people who had stopped by the table, people who said hello to him in passing, none of them existed anymore. <br><br>Each time his lips brushed against hers, it filled her with a strong need. He was teasing her, and she didn't know if she liked it or not. Had this been any other man she'd ever known, she would have pouted that he'd dared to tease her and stomped off until he came apologizing. Stefan was different, she was different when she was with him. She didn't want to play petty mind games, she wanted to see where this could go. Maybe it was her youth that let her see a future where one would be so difficult, but she saw things that could happen with him with rose colored glasses. <br><br>Peyton shivered as his hand lightly moved up her body. Would he really unbutton her top right here in a room full of people? Just as quickly as she saw them, they faded to the background again. He would do so if he wanted to, she wouldn't stop him, she wouldn't even try to. <br><br>"I want....I want so much" <br><br>And she was a girl who was used to getting what she wanted.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 04:49:37</strong>
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				He grinned widely.. he could see that she was slipping.. how to put it..under his spell?<br><br>He could feel a connection between them - the little ways she'd pull towards him when he'd tease her.. but resist from too much.. trying to be obedient.. a good girl.<br><br>He knew how self conscious she was.. but as he pulled open the top button, he could just feel her momentarily tense..and then almost push forward..inviting him to do more.. dare he?&nbsp; <br><br>He gave in and indulged in a deeper kiss..pressing his lips fully to hers.. pulling a second then a third button open as he kissed her soundly.&nbsp; He felt her melt into his lap as he gave her what she was craving.. her lips like candy.<br><br>He pulled back from the kiss and smiled.. his eyes warm and deep.<br><br>"Mmm..that's good.&nbsp; I want to take you there.. and beyond.." he pulled a fourth button.. "I want to take you places you never thought possible."<br><br>He reached to pull her blouse out from her skirt..and pulled the final buttons open.. the shirt hung closed over her..but there was nothing except gravity keeping her covered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 06:44:44</strong>
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				She wondered if she dared to move her hands to unbutton his shirt as he'd just done to hers. She couldn't lean forward and kiss him while his hand was still firmly placed in her hair, a feeling she was finding she enjoyed quite a bit. <br><br>Was she supposed to just sit there and be passive and let him direct her actions? Maybe he was right, spending time with someone like that other woman might make things a little easier, for she really didn't know how to behave or what she should or shouldn't do. <br><br>She didn't want to do things wrong, especially here in public where others could see them. The fact that her shirt was hanging open now was secondary in her mind, and that was a strange new feeling as well. He'd told her he wanted to take her places that he never thought possible, well she wanted to let him, she wanted to go there with him and she didn't care one bit that there could be something wrong with all this. Peyton was experiencing feelings she'd never felt before, and he was the only one who could make sense of them for her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 18:57:15</strong>
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				Stefan could see that Peyton was.. not indecisive..but rather just lost in thoughts and the experiences as he slowly and sensually unbuttoned her blouse.&nbsp; His hands slipped inside and he embraced her close..whispering.. "mmm..what are you thinking?" nibbling on her ear.. his breath warm.<br><br>It was easy to block out the room..&nbsp; just the two of them.<br><br>"I know some of this.. may seem difficult.&nbsp; You're used to being assertive.. maybe even dominant.&nbsp; In control.&nbsp; But you can be submissive and still in control.. and you can even give up some of your control.. and let me guide you." he smiles..his hands slipping up higher..still barely covering her modesty.. just by gravity..cupping and squeezing her breasts.<br><br>"Some things.. like those sensation play.. at first it's hard to start..to get past the physical..and then you'll feel yourself slipping deeper and deeper in." he turns her to watch the nearby couple playing.. he's flogging her hard.. so hard that her back has welts..but her whimpers and cries are for more.. harder.. not to stop"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 22:27:21</strong>
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				Peyton let her glance shift from Stefan to the couple that he had mentioned. She was still having trouble how something that seemed so painful could elicit cries of pleasure and in fact had the woman begging for more. She was riveted and found it hard for several minutes to look away, but eventually she dragged her face back to look at the man she was there with. <br><br>"I'm not so sheltered that I hadn't heard of such things, but it is different to see it up close up"<br><br>She desperately wanted to kiss him again, to feel a connection, a physical connection. The entire evening had been one big whirl of surprise and she felt like her head was spinning, and she wouldn't have traded a moment of it for anything else. She resisted the urge to lean into him, again reminding herself that she had to, for the first time, step back and follow someone else's lead, and not only do that, but enjoy it. She would, she knew she would.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 01:47:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan knew that Peyton could be overwhelmed if he went too far.. too fast.<br><br>He leant closer to her..his hands sliding around her bare waist under her shirt, and he whispered in her ears.. "I know.. and it is alittle scary at first.. but it's also.. amazing." he kissed her neck..and then trailed kisses around to her lips..perhaps he was sensing she needed the contact.. or maybe he couldn't resist himself any longer.<br><br>His hands slipped further around her back, pulling her towards his chest..kissing her deeply even though they were sitting in public..and not five feet away some poor subby was moaning louder and louder as she was whipped.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: What would Daddy say? (Kasen03 &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 19:38:09</strong>
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				Gradually the sounds seemed to fade into the background and then into nothingness. All Peyton could hear or see was Stefan. He was, in that moment, her entire world. Nothing else outside of the two of them existed, nothing else, outside of them, mattered. <br><br>She still felt somewhat exposed sitting as she was, but even that sensation gradually left her as he brought his mouth to her. His lips were soft and wet and they sent surges through her body that she'd never experienced before. Sure she'd read in stories about kisses so passionate that they made your toes curl, but it was something else entirely to experience. He could have done anything to her just then and she probably wouldn't have tried to stop him, she was putting herself completely in his hands and found she enjoyed the feeling more than she would have realized. 
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