The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)
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				Title: <strong>The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 02:17:08</strong>
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				It wasn't that he was sexist. Lord knows, with his trick shoulder, Will had seen his share of physiotherapists, male and female. But something about Michelle&nbsp; was different, quite outside of the therapy&nbsp; she provided.&nbsp; The&nbsp; heat and ultrasound treatments and the exercises were not that different from previous sessions, and there was certainly nothing weak about her shoulder massage.&nbsp; And their conversations, though wide ranging, never went beyond the news of the day. But something about the way she dropped her eyes when he entered and pursed her lips when he spoke led Will to believe she was submissive. But maybe it was all in his head, it had been years since he had&nbsp; Domed. <br><br>But then on his last session, she asked about the faint α&nbsp; tattooed on the back his right hand. He'd acknowledged it was the mark of&nbsp; a BDSM club he had belonged to&nbsp; in his early thirties, but that he hadn't engaged in&nbsp; the Lifestyle for more than ten years. She had taken his hand, looked at the tattoo and said she had been reading some books and wanted to know more about BDSM.&nbsp; She had asked him to meet her the next evening at a local&nbsp; coffee pub,&nbsp; and despite his better judgment he found himself agreeing to the meeting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 02:22:03</strong>
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				Michelle stood in front of the mirror in her closet for at least the sixth time. Out of pure desperation she has put on a strapless pullover, which threatened to fall off her shoulders every moment. She judged it to be too provocative, but the time was drawing near and she was becoming more and more desperate.<br><br>Not that the... she was even hesitant to call it a 'date'... no, it wasn't a date, sure not... she had asked a question that couldn't simply be answered in the hospital, where even the very walls had ears and were NOT hesitant to listen intently, so she blurted out the stupidest proposal that came across her mind - meet in the cafe - not that the appointment mattered much to her.<br><br>No... and the reason she was fussing about her outfit like a teenager were the solar flares, sure. Actually it didn't have anything in common at ALL with the man she had so unabashedly invited.<br><br>Disgusted with her own inability to admit even to herself the truth she tore the pullover from her torso and tossed it to the corner of the closet, putting on a simple short-sleeved black shirt, which she buttoned up to the neck, as if out of spite... to what? Or rather whom? To herself, of course, ogling the man in a provocative attire simply wasn't an option. Enough it was she was ogling him in her non-provocative work attire when he wasn't looking.<br><br>One last check of her look and she grinned at the image - ordinary jeans, ordinary shirt and ordinary hairstyle... she had successfully reached the state of Homie Grey.<br><br>Quickly she grabbed her jacket and literally sprinted out of the door to make it to the appointment on time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 05:25:47</strong>
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				Normally his rather conservative, non-confrontational clothes were incidental to Will's self image; he was tall, dark and they just seemed to suit him. But this time he did select the new sweater rather than the tweed jacket,&nbsp; left out the tie, even leaving the top button of his shirt open. “Mustn't be too stuffy” he thought to himself. He wasn't at all sure where this would lead, if anywhere, and if it did lead anywhere, where it might go. But if it did go anywhere, he didn't want to mess it up by projecting too formal an image, too soon. But what if formality was what she sought, weren't rules and structure the basis of relations in Domination and Submission?&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Will reached the cafe five minutes early as was his wont, ordered a cappuccino and perused the journal he had brought with him while he waited. Michelle arrived promptly, depriving him of the opportunity to chide her for tardiness. He watched her approach closely , her carefully ordinary appearance suggesting&nbsp; a confident yet reserved nature with&nbsp; real substance underneath. She could be his&nbsp; accountant, lawyer, or my soon to be lover. After the waiter shows her to his&nbsp; table,&nbsp; and took her order he pounced. “Michelle you are lovely but too confident to discuss your desire for submission. You need to be more slutty and to suggest a certain vulnerability. While the waiter gets your coffee go to the washroom, unbutton the first three buttons of your blouse and remove your bra and panties or thong. Then return to the table, hand me your undergarments and we can continue our conversation.” 
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				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 22:36:51</strong>
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				The life stopped still for a moment, when her blood froze in her veins and Michelle hesitated if she indeed heard what she had. Her heart skipped a beat and when her body regained life again she chafed her icy cold fingers in her hands – an unmistakable sign of her nervousness. <br><br>She cleared her throat and wanted to say something, but it came out from her mouth only after a lifetime of silence and in a different, somehow raspy, tone than her usual voice. “I… I wished for a talk, not a demonstration,” she said with a sheepish smile. <br><br>On the other hand the racing pulse of her heart betrayed how in the darker corners of her mind rose one thrilling wave after another. The authoritative tone ignited a kind of fear so gentle yet forceful it quickly quivered all of her body and which she wanted to break, overcome… or maybe just experience in full force of being exposed to his will. The mere thought was likely to set her mind wild, all the more with Will sitting within her reach. It bothered her the whole day and she was hardly able to concentrate for a stretch of time at work, which only lead to partial failures at work that demoralized her to the inwardly withering shadow of her usual self even before she stepped into the café. <br><br>Biting her lower lip and conscious of her quickened breathing she sat still, trying to maintain a calm illusion in the silence Will most probably stretched intentionally. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>25-02-2009, 17:15:45</strong>
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				Will watched intently as Michelle responded to his reasonable, unreasonable request. It was obvious that she was&nbsp; in the midst&nbsp; of a raging internal conflict. One part of her longed to comply, to yield to the authority of his voice, this was reflected in her rapid shallow breathing, the flush of her face and he suspected a moistening between her thighs. But another part of her, held back unable to relinquish control, she was after all a bright, attractive and independent woman not a toy.&nbsp; This time that part won. <br><br>Will's forehead creased briefly in a frown, then relaxed. He smiled&nbsp; “Very well Michelle, talk it shall be. D&amp;s 101 – each of us has dominant and submissive parts, it is how our species evolved” he chuckled “but don't get me started on that tangent. <br><br>The proportion of these parts varies with age, sex and temperament, but we all have and at times&nbsp; need to express&nbsp; both parts. At present, our society favours the Dominant . It is good to be the Top,&nbsp; to assert our individuality and control over ourselves and others. While the submissive part is considered bad – it makes us weak, doormats,.Paradoxically, this is often the part of ourselves we want to express&nbsp; sexually, the need to be taken outside ourselves and release control to another.<br><br>&nbsp;If I recall correctly, you are recently divorced . I suspect that an inability to express both parts of your psyche was a critical factor in your break-up. Perhaps your husband was always polite, civil, never trying to take control, in fact he was looking to you to take control either as his mummy or his Domme. Or perhaps he tied to take control and when you were unwilling to release&nbsp; became physically abusive. <br><br>Trust and respect are&nbsp; issues in&nbsp; D&amp;s, relationships. IYou know that I respect you as a bright, attractive and independent woman, a skilled physiotherapist about to write and pass the test for level II certification.&nbsp; As such&nbsp; you are required to maintain a distance between us to maintain my respect. Yet at the same time you are increasingly curious about your submissive side,&nbsp; and because of this silly tattoo suspect that I might be able to appreciate&nbsp; that part of you too. Tonight,&nbsp; your dominant side held you back,&nbsp; you were unwilling even&nbsp; to unfasten the top buttons of your blouse, lest I see you as a slut.&nbsp; &nbsp;My suggestions, which you interpreted as commands, were intended to help you express your this side of yourself in some small way,&nbsp; while we got to know each other and built our mutual respect and trust.&nbsp; <br><br>But I have gone on far too long. It is getting late and you must contact your buddy to let her or him know you are safe, and haven't been abducted as a sex slave. You do have a buddy don't you? It is one of the linchpins of&nbsp; safe sane and consensual,&nbsp; the mantra of the Lifestyle.”<br><br>Will left&nbsp; cash to cover the bill, rose and took Michell's hand for a moment before leaving.&nbsp; “Good night Michelle, I do hope we can chat further.”
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				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>26-02-2009, 02:13:21</strong>
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				It didn’t take long for Michelle to wake up from the surprise of Will’s quick disappearance. <br><br>She gathered her jacket and purse and caught up with him just outside of the door. <br><br>“Will,” she took his left elbow to stop him, then she circled him to look him in the eye. “I… I didn’t mean to anger you, it’s just…” Michelle paused in search for words, dismayed when realizing she was blushing, “…hard for me to…” the words left her, trailing off.<br><br>Michelle searched his face with her gaze, but Will was good in shielding his emotions. <br><br>“When can I see you again?” she blurted out when the silence threatened to become uncomfortable again. <br><br>It may not have been the wisest thing to pursue. She desperately needed to sort her thoughts; most of them belonged to the fact that his ability to read her like an open book scared her out of her mind and drew her to him with an immeasurable force at the same time. <br><br>The only thing he wasn’t right in was, that she had always wanted her husband to take the reins, but he never made any effort to do so and one day she was simply tired of constantly dragging him around like a pome on shackles.<br><br>Michelle wasn’t even sure about what held her back anymore. At first she thought he would push her to a corner until she didn’t have any other choice but to submit, but now she was beginning to realize she would have to give herself willingly and she wasn’t sure she could truly step over that threshold on her own.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>27-02-2009, 05:45:35</strong>
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				Will met Michelle's gaze as she stopped him just outside the cafe. God she was beautiful, inside and out, he wanted her right there but knew the time was not yet right. He smile “I am not angry Michelle, quite the contrary, I am seriously attracted to you, I wan to take you home and make long slow love. The only capital letters I would be interested in are SEX. But I want to give you time and space to make your own choices, and I suspect some aspects of BDSM will creep into our relationship. The net is abounds in information.&nbsp; I recently Googled&nbsp; BDSM&nbsp; ABC's and came up with the interesting tidbits&nbsp; that&nbsp; ACUCULLOPHILIA is sexual attraction to circumcised men (and yes I am) and that BASTINADO is foot torture using the soles of the feet (not my thing).” Michelle chucked at this which he took as a good sign as he continued&nbsp; “A Google of BDSM Introduction may be more useful, although the essential words such as limits and safeword(s) are&nbsp; &nbsp;included in the 'ABC's.” He apused breathing deeply looking deep into her eyes.&nbsp; And Friday if you are available, there is double bill of 9½ Weeks and East of Eden at the Townne Cinema, which caters to the kinky set. We can watch the first, which is good, and go ff for a late diner before the second&nbsp; as it is awful. But enough of that.”<br><br>Will leaned forward and kissed Michelle's lips, lightly at first, then more deeply as Michelle responded . Another good sign he hoped. Regretfully he broke off the kiss, “MMMMustn't rush” he chuckled, “Let me call a cab for you or I'll try to take you on the streets.” As the cab arrived he opened the door for Michelle and kissed her hand as handed her his card,&nbsp; “My cell, I do hope you'll agree to Friday.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>01-03-2009, 21:15:04</strong>
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				Michelle got home and rested against the door still tenderly tremulous inside. She closed her eyes and recalled the kiss, relishing in the feelings. Her fingers trailed the contours of her lips, which still tingled with excitement. Opening her eyes she caught her reflection in the mirror – lips were a little swollen and her cheeks colored. Staring into the mirror she took off her jacket and concentrated on her shirt and the three buttons Will told her to undo loose. As she stood there she slowly undid the first, the second and lastly the third, tugging the shirt apart, feeling sensations on the exposed skin. <br><br>Damn it felt good to be alive again. Or at least alive THAT way.<br><br>She went straight for a bath and then all those before-bedtime activities, since she couldn’t wait to grab her laptop, snuggle into the blanket and do a little research for her homework before she forgot the expressions Will hinted.<br><br>As a first thing she took his business card and after writing several emails, which she all discarded for various reasons – one being too impersonal, the other too personal, another too playful and one too uptight – and finally settled for a solemn message, rather than a whole email:<br><br>*Friday’s fine, what time?*<br><br>After hitting SEND she got on with the search, which consumed her so much she didn’t realize Will had replied quite quickly. <br><br>Some of the things in her search surprised her, some surprised her greatly and it wasn’t long before she grabbed a notepad and started to make notes. Way too deep into the night, though a good deal wiser, when she finally switched the laptop off and went over her remarks, Michelle doubted she’d ever be able to voice the questions aloud, but she stored the paper anyway. Who knows? She may yet find her courage.
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				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 16:03:10</strong>
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				Will sighed as the cab took Michelle away, damn he wanted that woman, sexually yes be more than that he wanted her to freely submit to his dominance. Although he might have pushed a little harder, he knew that in the end,&nbsp; his patience would be rewarded. Sure enough later that night, an email appeared from Michelle appeared on his screen asking for the time of their “date.” A very good sign, she hadn't texted his cell, but had looked up used the email addy on his card WillDom@opennet.com. True, she used one of those anonymous hotmail accounts, but it was a good sign, and he suspected she was busy looking things up on the net and he hoped just a little bit excited. Will waited a bit then emailed back hopefully her computer would beep just as she was snuggling under her covers.<br><br><em>Great, see you at the Towne, Friday at 19:00, with dinner to follow. Dress in your usual elegant fashion but follow my earlier suggestions, I've reserved a table in a dark corner at Josso's and will check. You may use your favorite toy to help you get to sleep tonight, and tomorrow, but think of me and whisper my name as you cum.<br><br>your Master to be<br><br>Will</em>
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				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 22:24:54</strong>
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				‘The good thing about afternoon shift is that it never starts until two pm,’ Michelle lazily thought as she stretched in her bed, still under the blankets, while the clock showed sinful ten am and she almost literally purred as she snuggled even more under the blanket in an attempt to slow the morning from invading her space with its full force. <br><br>Slowly the thoughts and her mental ‘to-do list’ were crawling to her mind and pulling her out of the sweet slumber. <br><br>First thing she switched on the laptop, planning to do some more of her research. <br><br>When she checked her mail and spotted the response from Will, her heart skipped a beat and her face lit up with a smile, while clicking on the email to open it. <br><br>Michelle stared at the text, which slowly fused into the words WILL CHECK and WHISPER MY NAME AS YOU CUM. She immediately felt excitement so powerful cruise her veins it made her whimper. Her pulse quickened and breathing became ragged. <br><br>She felt as if he had put a spell on her, noticing just now her left hand closed around her left breast, kneading the tender flesh through her nightgown. She glanced down at her hardened nipple and gave it quite a hard squeeze, eliciting a soft moan from herself. Wetting her lips her eyes focused on the word ‘TOY.’ She did know what he had meant by that and the only such item she could think of have sent another wave of warmth down her abdomen only to accumulate in between her legs. She bit on her lower lip and went to fetch said item. <br><br>She fished out the box she was looking for. It still had Jason’s inscription on it; he had given it to her several years ago when she tried to object that sex once in two weeks on Saturday wasn’t the best of ideas. The size was meant as an insult, Michelle knew it. Jason also controlled if she had ever used it - she knew it as clothes she had barely worn were moved from time to time on the shelf she had hid the box on. She sighed, though… using the dildo now felt… rebel. As if doing out of spite to Jason.<br><br>Immediately the thought if she didn’t do all this ‘Will cause’ out of spite to Jason crept into her mind, but Michelle pushed it aside. <br><br>She extracted the device from the box and washed it. There was a lube that did come in set with the dildo; Michelle quickly checked expire date to realize it was still good. Passing around the laptop she read the email once again. The line ‘think of me and whisper my name as you cum’ sounded in her mind as if Will himself whispered it to her. <br><br>With a devilish grin she leapt to the bed and instantly took off her nightgown. Then, as if the ‘old’ Michelle suddenly clicked in, she snuggled under the covers again, with the dildo and the lube, she even giggled softly at her own silliness. Closing her eyes she envisioned Will being there with her, naked as she was, kissing her hard and deep, just like he did when they parted the day ago. Michelle spread her legs as if she invited him to nestle in between them and ran her own hands down her body from her neck, past her breasts, feeling the hardened buds of her nipples, down her abdomen, straight to her groin and all the way back up, stopping by her breasts to tease the hardened nipples some more. <br><br>It did draw an impatient growl from her and she closed her legs, only to open them for her own hand. She run it lightly over her crotch, teasing a little, before applying more pressure on her clit. Damn, the thought of Will’s lips closed around it made her back arch and moan a little more, while she still teased her breasts. Parting her folds she spread the juices over her skin, teasing, building up her own excitement, which wasn’t hard when she imagined Will again, doing all the touching and teasing. At one point she even envisioned him, commanding her: “Whisper my name as you cum.”<br><br>She was so hot and excited she didn’t think she could go much higher. Her fingers were trembling and softened from her own wetness, when she passed with them over her swollen clit. She felt waves of excitement emerge from the spots where her fingers were working. Her breathing was quickened and shallow.<br><br>She reached for the dildo and for that particular moment she decided against lubing it, rubbing it against her labia and her clit, but she was too impatient. She tried and slid it inside her, pushing quite ruthlessly past her entrance. <br><br>“Christ,” she cried out as her free hand flew to her mouth and she bit on her fingers not to be too loud as she kept pounding the dildo inside of her. She was stretching herself further and further and her climax was quickly building, her heartbeat echoing in her ears so loud she didn’t hear the countless moans and cries she was emitting. <br><br>Michelle didn’t realize how quickly she stretched enough to accommodate the whole thickness of the dildo. Her hips buckled violently under the incessant assault inside of her; the peak was nearing quickly and she arched her back to the muffled sound that came from her mouth through the hard bite on her fingers, getting the entire dildo inside as the climax hit her hard, shattering her into pieces. <br><br>As the orgasm washed over her she loosened the bite on her fingers, pulling them out as she slowed the rate and hardness on moving the dildo until she came to a stop. Once she did so and the heightened heart rate slowly subsided as she came down from her peak, she couldn’t help but chuckle: “Damn, Will.”<br><br>Pulling the dildo out of herself she sat on the bed, blinking at what she was actually able to accommodate. Michelle made of the bathroom to clean the… toy and also for a shower. Even though the water had been warm enough, she noticed there were cold shivers running down her spine – a rare aftermath of her orgasms that hadn’t happen to her for at least a… decade? Probably more. <br><br>After the shower her knees still felt a little shaky. But she’d be damned if she could remember feeling better in years. She sat on the chair in front of the screen and thought of replying to Will, reading his email over and over again, which ultimately made her excitement rise again. Michelle realized she probably should have been intimidated by the force and power he held over her and in a way she was and in other she wasn't. <br><br>Contemplating on her feelings she gathered the wording of her answer.<br><br><strong>Hi, I’ll be there, just wondering if I should bring the items I won’t be wearing along… perhaps as a proof? *grins* <br><br>Kiss kiss<br><br>M.</strong><br><br>She smiled as she hit ‘SEND’ and while she felt like it she went to her closet to find something to wear for her date with Will. For some reason she felt like surprising him, and even though she reached for the same black blouse she wore the day before, this time she accompanied it with a knee-long black skirt and, for the surprise part, she chose black self-holding stockings that ended in the midst of her thighs and had an ivy on the left calf. <br><br>She checked her image in the mirror and apparently pleased she took all the clothes off and changed into her usual comfortable attire, already anxious to be on the date, but she had a lot work on her hands and also she had to talk to the only person she could think of confiding her secret to and ask her to be her ‘safe person.’ <br><br>Michelle smiled, flooded by gratefulness to Will once again, as she had been almost all the previous evening, that he let her find out all the things for herself and not forcing her. Michelle realized she may be falling for him too quickly, which, finally, took her aback a little, but she dismissed the thought once she exited the door of her apartment. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 19:39:52</strong>
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				Will was surprised when his computer flashed an message on his personal account in the late morning. Then he saw it was Michelle and remembered she was working the afternoon shift. He quickly glanced at her short message and smiled he suspected she had had an interesting morning.&nbsp; The Towne was an interesting review cinema, normally they played standards last year's prize winners and such but on Friday nights, they catered to the D&amp;S&nbsp; crowd. Nothing over the top, just conventional films with a D&amp;S leaning,many of which were critically panned but appealed the those in the Lifestyle. Will was taking Michell there as much for the exposure to the D&amp;s crowd as for the movie.&nbsp; The D&amp;s crowd were usually all decked out, with subs in skimpy costumes and collars led by their Masters who tended to dark leather.&nbsp; They went to the balcony, while the tourists such as Michelle and himself sat in the main lobby. But the movie 9 ½&nbsp; Weeks was also appropriate as the first scene Will had planned for Michelle involved a blindfold, restraint and her requesting her pleasures.<br><br>MMMMM Michelle&nbsp; was definitely getting to him, he felt a stirring and adjusted his trousers so that his state would not be noticed by Kim in the next cubicle. Damn&nbsp; he was over his head with Michelle, could he maintain the detachment required to be her Dom? Sigh back to work but first a quick reply.<br><br>No proof necessary, although I'll be conducting an inspect in the dark theater and will have a small present you will bring with you to the restaurant. <br><br>And make sure you establish a call in with your “safe person.”<br><br>Warm smiles and wet kisses<br><br>Will <br><br>He smiled as he hit send. When he got home, he would have to clean up and open the door to the special room he had closed, was it 5 y ago?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 17:58:10</strong>
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				Not that Michelle was an abstinent. She didn’t drink too much either, not even on occasion, really, but right now… she had already downed three good old Johnny’s and held fourth in her hand. <br><br>Still it didn’t soothe her absolute astonishment.<br><br>When she contemplated on if to tell Jean or not to tell Jean, she expected all kinds of reaction from enthusiastic support to furious denial, but when Jean shook off her shirt and showed Michelle her very own alpha tattoo, quite the same Will had on his arm, it almost knocked Michelle off her stool. <br><br>Jean is a Domme.<br><br>All right, it didn't sound right, so let's try it again.<br><br>Jean is a Domme.<br><br>And moreover she is a Domme in the same club Will was part of when he still followed the Lifestyle; the world is small indeed. Not only did Jean provide her with a vast web of code words and safe words and ways to conduct safe calls, safe messages and silent alarms, she had also provided some gossip, which Michelle hesitated to heed.<br><br>Will tangled in a disappearance of a woman? However rationally improbable Michelle judged it to be, the insecurity was gnawing in the back of her head still and long after she got home. <br><br>She was even hesitant with what to reply to the email he had sent her earlier and after several attempts she just switched the notebook off and left the email unanswered, heading for shower. <br><br>'A strange place to contemplate on one's life indeed,' Michelle thought as she enjoyed the hot water, running down her skin. She realized painfully how she had been a little mad at Jean at first for staining Will's image, but now that she thought of it, she was glad she stopped feeling so excited and stopped walking with her head in the clouds. It meant that her safety brake wasn't rusty through and through and it still could pull her out of something if it started to stink. <br><br>And that was very good.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 00:24:27</strong>
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				Will grew more anxious as the time passed without any response from Michelle. He sighed as he&nbsp; remembered his earlier conversation with her “Trust and respect are paramount&nbsp; to&nbsp; D&amp;s, relationships.” Time to ante up, he had hoped to do the full disclosure, in person but realized that an immediate response was required. He went to his keyboard.<br><br>Michelle, as we approach our new relationship, it is critical&nbsp; that I provide you with a synopsis of my experience and history with D&amp;s. As I alluded when you noticed my tattoo, I was an alpha (α) of dominant&nbsp; in the Rose and Thorne , a loose group of&nbsp; Lifestyle devotees who hold munchies every second Thursday at the bar of the same name.&nbsp; Initially, my friend,&nbsp; Maria, and I went out of curiosity, but soon we became practitioners. It was a revelation, Maria releasing&nbsp; herself as sub pleasing me her Dom in ways I had hardly dared to imagine. Yet as time went on, her needs grew greater, until I was forced to say no.&nbsp; The breathholding&nbsp; she desired was dangerous and I would not allow it. Shortly after my refusal, a new Dom, Klaus appeared and attracted maria, there was&nbsp; scene and she departed with him. The next few weeks at the Rose and Thorne, they avoided me and I stopped going. A few months after, I was told&nbsp; they left our city for Klaus's rural estate. They have not been seen here since, although there are rumors.<br><br>I quit the Rose and Thorne, and have voided the Lifestyle until now. However, since meeting you, my&nbsp; longings have reappeared.&nbsp; I do hope that as our trust and mutual respect grows, we can develop the relationship of which we both have dreamed.<br><br><br>Ciao<br><br>Will<br><br>He paused perusing his message so short yet so difficult to write. He sighed, hit send and wondered if this was the beginning or the end.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>22-03-2009, 17:30:03</strong>
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				Michelle looked at the screen of her laptop and tried to make anything out of the two messages Will sent her, but with four shots of whiskey in her head it wasn’t an easy task. What was he doing? Was he really nervous she didn’t respond eagerly enough or was he trying to manipulate her, making it only look as such? Realizing she was far from getting any conclusion, she just settled for a short message.<br><br><strong>Safety net established, no worries about that. We can discuss the rest in person.<br><br>Kiss kiss<br><br>M.</strong><br><br>It did sound a little too harsh, but Michelle was a little alcohol-affected beyond care. She sent the message and made for bed. <br><br>Still she lulled herself to sleep with the picture of Will’s safe embrace around her, purring softly as she did so. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 05:16:13</strong>
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				Will sighed with relief as he saw Michelle's&nbsp; email. She was still coming,&nbsp; and he was relieved she had&nbsp; established her safety net .He went to the room and opened it gazing at the various restraints&nbsp; rings in floor and ceiling, horse and cross), ropes, whips, floggers and other toys. A&nbsp; flood of memories,&nbsp; both&nbsp; good and bad, coursed across his consciousness. but he acknowledged Dominance was a part of his character which&nbsp; he could no longer keep&nbsp; locked away. He hoped Michelle would be the partner he sought, the partner Maria had only pretended to be. <br><br>Yet he would have to go slowly with Michelle.&nbsp; Their initial explorations would focus on mutual sensual explorations, perhaps with light restraint. He suspected&nbsp; that would be enough to keep them busy for a good long time, and then time would tell. Their date could prove to be most&nbsp; interesting. The crowd at the Towne&nbsp; might whet Michelle's curiosity and 8&amp;1/2 Weeks did have some interesting scenes. And Joso's had dark corners where patrons were left more or less to themselves,. Perhaps if she&nbsp; was willing, Will might blindfold Michelle during dessert and feed her by hand. Mmm he hadn't felt those stirrings for a long time, it was as if he had been revived after a prolonged dormancy. As he was leaving the room Will caught sight of the&nbsp; remote controlled egg, He picked it up, took it into his study and turned the charger on.&nbsp; If as she had implied, Michele was "<em>sans</em>" certain undergarments, perhaps she might be receptive to another game on the drive home. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 23:46:19</strong>
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				Friday was a long, long day for Michelle as she couldn’t wait to actually be with Will at the cinema. Even though she had her hands full of patients that needed treatment, she felt as if she needed to push the hours with the force of her own will. On one side of the coin it was an encounter she most certainly wasn’t looking forward to, due to discussing his past, but on the other one she was anxious to see him. <br><br>Uncharacteristically for her she spent the last five minutes of her shift staring at the clock in her office and almost literally sprinted out in the moment the seconds-hand marked four pm. <br><br>After getting home she quickly checked her mail if Will hadn’t decided to cancel the date and her face lit up with joy when she realized he didn’t as somehow in the back of her head the trouble was gnawing that everytime she was looking forward to something, it got inevitably canceled, postponed or otherwise spoiled. <br><br>She wanted to be beautiful for Will tonight and the preparations took her double the time than usual. For some reason his appreciative look brought her a great satisfaction, as if the thought of posing a temptation for him meant holding some sort of power over this otherwise through and through Dom. <br><br>Her make up was carefully made to look light, yet enhance the beauties of her face, especially her eyes and after jumping into her attire for the night she checked the image in the mirror once again. The black ivy leaves sprawling around her left calf were rather intriguing, she realized, drawing attention. As the hour grew late, she was becoming more and more conscious of the lack of her undergarments and though she was thinking about disobeying, she pushed the thoughts aside. As uncustomary as it was to her, Michelle had to admit there was a woman inside of her, who was immensely thrilled with it. <br><br>Still, as she put on her jacket, she registered the stirring in her lower abdomen and couldn’t help but giggle, feeling like a teenager about to go on her first date. Ever.<br><br>Her cab arrived at the Towne ten minutes earlier, so she just cleared herself to the left of the entrance and waited.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 17:50:19</strong>
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				Although he had departed early,&nbsp; traffic and parking slowed Will so that he arrived just five minute before the movies were to start. He was pleased to see that Michelle was already there but paused for a few seconds before coming into her view and greeting her . There was an ineffable aura about her, she was almost glowing, He found himself thinking 'God she was sexy'&nbsp; and again felt stirrings he had thought dormant. He smiled as he walked up to her and took her hand, “Michelle, you look stunning, I apologize for being tardy, traffic and parking are such a hassle. Now&nbsp; let us go in and see the movie, it may give us something to talk about over dinner.'<br><br>They chatted lightly about as they entered the cinema and Will purchased their tickets and a glass of wine to sip during the movie. For some reason the crowd was pretty conservative, not what Will remembered. No near naked subs in leather and collar being led by their Master to the private booths, but then the times had changed. He chose seats in the middle rows, away from everyone else in the sparsely attended theater and as the lights dimmed, Will drew back the armrest so they could be closer.&nbsp; Instinctively, he drew his arm around Michelle, as she snuggled against him, he marveled at how well they fit together, how good it felt to be with Michelle. He whispered in her ear “Damn you are sexy, and smell so delectable, and the ivy leaves on your left calf just beg for further exploration.” He was surprised and gratified when she took his other hand, placed it on her stocking covered thigh and whispered back.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>11-04-2009, 14:35:41</strong>
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				Michelle was almost starting to worry, but in that moment Will showed up to greet her, taking her hand. She immediately hugged him, staying in his arms and relishing in that moment a while longer, inhaling deeply his scent, as always. On their way to the cinema he placed his hand on her hip and pulled her as close as possible. She realized that the feeling of being wanted after so long made her dizzy as if she were drunk, but she managed to engage some small talk before they reached their seat. <br><br>She wasn’t blind and as she was looking around herself, she spotted a woman with a collar, along with other things that caught her attention, and the only thing she could think of was if Will had something like that in stock for her. But she wouldn’t dare ask. Showing would be the more amusing way anyway, but it wasn’t likely to happen in a theatre, but she still smiled at the thought.<br><br>When Will put his arm around her shoulders, she felt inside her a strange stirring, as the gesture that most identified as protective, she always regarded far more as possessive, but she bit her tongue and leaned closer instead, nestling comfortably in the embrace and chasing the thought away for later.<br><strong><br>“Damn you are sexy, and smell so delectable, and the ivy leaves on your left calf just beg for further exploration.”</strong><br><br>Will caught Michelle right in the middle of contemplating on John and if he were deliberately chosen and shown so unattractive or if there was something wrong with her perception of things, but the chill that ran down her back at his words and later brought butterflies to her stomach, spoke volumes. Blinking with surprise at the powerful reaction, but unable to stop herself, she took his hand placed it on her thigh and holding it there. <br><br>She tried to mirror the low whisper: “Question is, what are we going to do about it,” and only after that managed to find his gaze and let a gutsy smile appear on her face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>14-04-2009, 07:00:03</strong>
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				In the darkened cinema, Will met Michelle's gaze as held his hand on her thigh, and whispered “Question is what are you going to do about it!” He smiled and&nbsp; and whispered back “First I am going to kiss you!” <br><br>He brought his mouth to hers, and kissed her roughly his tongue thrusting into her mouth.&nbsp; He broke the kiss momentarily and breathed “Next I'll confirm that M'lady Michelle has&nbsp; followed My instructions” As Will's lips returned to hers,&nbsp; his fingers moved higher up her thigh under the hem of her skirt, beyond her sexy stockings to the soft flesh beyond. He chuckled “Good thing,M'lady”isn't wearing any undergarments or I might have to spank her. But I do believe M'lady&nbsp; is aroused, and should be rewarded.” <br><br>His hand moved away for a moment to reach into his jacket pocket, to withdraw the small egg and to transfer the remote controller to his free hand. Then Will's&nbsp; hand returned between Michelle's thighs, rubbing the smooth plastic cylinder against her moist sex,&nbsp; then sliding it slowly within her vagina. His fingers softly stroked her outer lips, then lightly pressed against her hard clit . He smiled as&nbsp; he turned the vibe to random setting&nbsp; &nbsp;“Not enough to cum Michelle but it will definitely keep you on edge.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>22-04-2009, 21:10:09</strong>
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				Michelle writhed under the hard kiss. Truth being if it were anyone else, but Will, he would most probably get a nudge in the ribs, possibly a kick elsewhere. But the way Will took, without asking, without regards, seeking his pleasure, turned Michelle on as nothing before. She arched in her back to feel ‘more’ of him, pulling him as close as possible. <br><br>She only managed to gasp for air, when he parted their lips for a moment to speak. The low rasp that came out of his mouth made every cell of her body quiver, rather than the implication of his words. Yet, when she felt his fingers on her skin, she moaned into his mouth with pleasure, wanting more and more with every second, painfully aware that if this would have gone any further she would have embarrassed them both; she was grateful Will covered her mouth – it meant that all her moans and groans were not as much audible. <br><br>Though she had to admit to herself that the prospect of being caught in flagranti in the public was part of the immense thrill. <br><br>The words about a reward got Michelle wondering and for a moment she wanted to sit back and from his reach, but he wouldn’t have any of it and once he fit the egg into place, Michelle dug her nails to his shoulder, closing her legs around his arm, hoping to keep him, where he was. <br><br>“Not enough to cum Michelle but it will definitely keep you on edge.”<br><br>With that Will sat back and drew Michelle with him as if nothing had just happened; she was barely conscious. The thrill he had given her made her dizzy and her breath was shallow. She rested in his arms for a moment, but the thrill slowly subsided, safe for the constant gentle humming of the egg, that made her constantly contract the muscles of her lower abdomen, as she realized. Then she reached for the hand that had put the egg inside of her and finger by finger she licked her own juices off them. <br><br>After that she started to paint patterns on Will’s thigh. Barely enough to do any real ‘damage,’ but high enough to keep him distracted. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>25-04-2009, 16:39:37</strong>
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				Will groaned as Michelle,reached for his hand which had just placed the egg into her moist vagina, and lasciviously licked&nbsp; each of his fingers.&nbsp; He sighed as her hand moved to his upper thigh,&nbsp; tracing light patterns but not reaching far enough. He whispered,”Tease” and&nbsp; taking her hand in his moved it higher against his tight crotch. Together they unfastened his belt and carefully unzipped his taut fly releasing his hardening cock.&nbsp; He sighed as of her own volition her fingers encircled his shaft, slowly moving along its length. Looking around he noted the cinema was virtually empty and the few patrons visible were engrossed in their own activities. He fingered the egg's remote turning it to medium, then lightly stroked Michelle's&nbsp; hair as she&nbsp; moaned. Will's&nbsp; hand tightened at the back of her head, then thinking better of it relaxed and traced her mouth and lips. He&nbsp; moaned “On your knees m'dear, your Master needs your services.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 19:45:37</strong>
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				Michelle giggled as Will groaned impatiently, but the smile quickly vanished as he took her hand in his and moved it into places she would never have dared. That was, honestly, much further she even wanted this to get, but even when she tried to withdraw Will pushed her hand onwards, never relenting. <br><br>She tensed as he entwined her fingers around the fly of his zipper and pulled, though as she felt the tender flesh under her skin, she swallowed a lump in her throat, and closed her trembling fingers around. As Will took a handful of her hair, she almost thought he was about to force her lips onto the head of his shaft, which ultimately shot a wave of thrill right into her groin and she tensed, seemingly resenting his force. <br><br>“On your knees m'dear, your Master needs your services.”<br><br>The voice sent Michelle another level of thrill higher. She came to like the low growls and raspy voice, even though it couldn’t cover the great uncertainty the request came along with and as she sat there, looking at her fingers entwined around his erection, she was painfully conscious of her inexperience and the fact she would hardly be able to please him to his satisfaction. <br><br>Michelle paid Will an insecure look, thinking if she should tell him and if so how could she without looking as a coward. <br><br>Still guided by his hand in her hair Michelle slid down on her knees and between his thighs. She rubbed the few clear drops that appeared on the tip over the glans before licking it off and closing her mouth around.<br><br>Michelle began stroking the rest of the shaft with her hand, as her mouth worked simultaneously with it, encouraged by Will’s guidance. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 05:36:25</strong>
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				Will sighed as Michell's tongue circled the tip of his glans, licked the drops of pre,&nbsp; then her mouth softly&nbsp; enveloped his cockhead. Damn this was going too fast, yes he did not want it to stop and wasn't sure he could stop it if he wanted to. He turned the egg control to max;&nbsp; Michelle moaned round his cock, she&nbsp; too was close to climax. Her hand moved faster over his pulsing shaft, her tongue found the spot and the long forgotten surge of electricity surged from the base of his spine radiating through his penis and he was cumming. As his first spurt erupted, Michelle tensed and he knew she was with him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>08-05-2009, 14:16:57</strong>
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				If it wasn’t for Will’s hand on the back of her head, Michelle thought she would have run away quite some time ago, but now she was beyond her own doubts; so taken with all the muffled moans and grunts she aimed her strokes to hear them again and again, so taken she didn’t realize Will changed the setting of the humming device between her legs and felt herself nearing her own undoing pretty fast. As she came closer and closer, Michelle took her hands off his shaft, afraid she would hurt him and she dug her nails to his thighs, afraid to reach down and relieve herself first, and she made the effort to take in as much of him as possible, which Will made quite easier for her as his hips moved only slightly forward in an instinct every time her head went down. <br><br>Michelle was aware of the power she now held over him and it was only intoxicating her further. As she felt the first waves of her own climax wash over her, Will’s cock inside of her mouth twitched and the first dose of his load sprung as a well of life and she pushed her gag reflex aside and with it the tip of his shaft as deep as she could, moaning desperately when her own orgasm kicked in. <br><br>Afterwards she remained still, with the tender flesh still in the care of her mouth until he was completely spent. As the excitement subsided, some sort of remorse settled in and Michelle returned to the seat, unable to look at Will, with a mere question: “What the hell have I done?” on her mind.<br><br>So many things she wanted to do and check before getting anyhow physical, that she now felt… lost, the egg inside her suddenly irritating her greatly, but she wouldn’t dare take it out without permission. <br><br>She wondered what happened with her. Had it been anyone else, she would simply do it, most likely throw it at him and get out of the theatre, but Will had already gained power over her and Michelle wasn’t sure she liked to be… manipulated this easily. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>12-05-2009, 21:20:18</strong>
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				After his climax, Will's first impulse was to pull Michelle up and into his lap and hold her very tightly while kissing&nbsp; her deeply. tasting his cum in her mouth. But he hesitated, and she returned stiffly to the seat beside him. His second thought was&nbsp; “Damn this is happening too fast, I was unprepared, but how can one ever prepare for a Tsunami? He felt that Michelle was everything he wanted and here he was blowing it. Would she even look at him again? ” Suddenly remembering the egg he hit the kill button and tentatively took Michelle's hand in his. On the screen,&nbsp; John (Micky Rourke) spoon fed Elizabeth (Kim Basinger) various kinds of foods while her eyes were closed; a prelude to the restraint and pleasuring scene Will had planned after the film and a light dinner but now it all seemed trite.<br><br>Will whispered to Michelle. “I apologize,&nbsp; everything is all happening way too fast, I did not mean for this to happen here. Can we leave and talk this over at dinner?” Two rows back, the same losers who had remained silent during their scene, suddenly sshhhed them. Despite himself Will chuckled.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>17-05-2009, 20:51:13</strong>
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				Michelle stole a sideways glance at Will, whose face was so sincere she would have forgiven him, hadn’t she done that already. After all, she initiated the first move… she got what she asked for. Michelle swallowed hard. Did she really ask for that? Suddenly Will’s hand holding hers felt so uncomfortable she withdrew from his gentle grasp. She needed to sort her thoughts and for that she had to get out of Will’s reach, anxious to be gone already.<br><br>“I…” she started, stuttering, “…I’ll be back.”<br><br>With that Michelle reached for her purse, but stopped with her hand over it. In a last lightning of her wits he realized this wasn’t after all about trust and she needed to show that to Will. <br><br>Standing up quickly she literally ran out of the cinema and to the restrooms, latching herself in the first empty cabin she rested her back against the door and gave way to the violent shiver that cursed her body, letting the swirl of emotions get hold for a moment before she could start thinking straight. As her tremble slowly subsided, she sat down on the toilet bowl and remembered the egg was still in place and moreover, her thighs were covered with flood of her juices and as she sniffed, she realized she smelled accordingly. <br><br>Deep embarrassment immediately colored her face red as Michelle stood up, pulling the skirt high, sitting back down and spreading her legs, beginning to clean them with toilet paper thoroughly. <br><br>Not that it anyhow helped remedy the scent, though. <br><br>Once she came across to the place her legs met, she considered taking the egg out, but realized it didn’t feel that bad and just let it be. Steady and confident, at least on the outside, she left the booth, rinsing her face with cold water at the basin, Michelle took another dose of steadying breathes and looked into her own eyes in the mirror, water dripping down. <br><br>Was it really that bad?<br><br>The longer Michelle contemplated on the question, the more she realized that the answer was: “No.” True, she wanted a lot of things to happen before they got physical, true, she would have wanted to have a safe word prior to getting down on Will, even though it wasn’t like it she’d use it. The only thing that swept Michelle off her feet was the fact that all this was happening way too faster for her liking, but… this WAS what she expected of Will in the first place and to be honest, she did have a damn good time doing it. She even dreamed of something similar; it was on her list of wishes she wrote for Will in case she wouldn’t be able to voice them. <br><br>Hoping she’d be able to express her feelings clearly she dried her face and left the restrooms with an unidentified feeling of being a different woman than the one that entered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>31-05-2009, 07:01:48</strong>
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				When Michelle fled from the cinema, Will paused for a second then followed her out of the cinema. If she had left directly, he would have let her go and cursed his impetuous nature, always trying to get from A to Z without reciting the whole alphabet. It was hard for him to admit his own failings but he knew that this time the fault lay with him. On the one hand, he wanted to take Michelle and dominate her immediately but on the other hand he knew this was not the way that if their relationship was to develop into more than a one off affair he would have to go slowly and build her trust.<br><br>Will breathed a sigh of relief when Michelle went to the washroom, rather than leaving the cinema. He briefly considered returning to his seat, but after careful consideration felt it best to wait respectfully for her. He was surprised when she reemerged, with a new glow about her, something had changed and it appeared to be for the better. He walked up to her and reached for her hand and gave her the controls to the egg saying “Thank you for not leaving, this is all happening too fast, let’s go to dinner and talk things over. I want to develop our relationship for a much longer than 8 &amp; ½&nbsp; weeks and we must take our time.” He waited anxiously for her reply.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>01-06-2009, 22:04:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Some things were becoming clearer and clearer for Michelle. When the guidelines spoke of a different layer, another dimension, between a Dom and a sub, she didn’t understand, indeed she couldn’t; not until she saw the deep and sincere care in Will’s eyes when he caught her outside of the restrooms, quickly spitting all he had to say. Michelle smiled and approached him, hugging him closely. “I’m okay,” she whispered into his ear, “It was just… a little too quick. But it’s okay.”<br><br>The embrace felt so good she didn’t want to part with him, yet as they stood there, she knew they had to – sooner or later. Unwrapping her arms from around Will’s neck she still stayed in his arms and briefly rose to her toes to plant a soft kiss upon his lips. <br><br>“Dinner sounds wonderful,” she smiled at him, “lead the way.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>07-06-2009, 20:51:14</strong>
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				Will returned Michelle’s brief kiss, probing her mouth with his tongue and yes he thought he could still taste his cum in her mouth. He took her hand, led her from the cinema to his car and smiled as she lifted the hem of her dress to press her bottom against the leather seats. The drive to the restaurant was short, with little conversation, each of them trying to come to terms with the recent events and the future. As they reached the restaurant, Will explained ‘Josso’s is a bit of a favorite with the D&amp;S crowd, and have modified their back rooms accordingly. We can sit in the front and each sit at our table as we eat or in the back where the sub kneels beside her or his Master&nbsp; and is fed by hand. Your choice.’<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 11:50:50</strong>
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				Michelle thought of replying to Will something about having enough of dominance for one night, but one look into his face told her enough about how bad a joke it would be at that particular time. It was obvious he needed a lot of support and Michelle only then started to realize how intertwined things could be in D/s relationship. <br><br>Placing her hand into his she entwined her fingers with his, squeezing his palm while caressing the back of his hand with her thumb. She stood on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek softly. Maybe a little childish gesture, but in the very moment it felt right and spontaneous for her. “I think the front will do just fine for tonight,” she said as she caressed the cheek she had just kissed with the back of her fingers. <br><br>Not really waiting for Will to answer she pulled him towards one of the booths by the opposite wall, sitting across the table for him. She let go of his hand for only long enough to push aside all the items that were sitting in the middle of the table – menu, beverage menu and chrome oil &amp; vinegar tray – to clear the space between them. As soon as she managed, she reached for Will’s hand again, relishing in the feeling of warmth and safety it provided. <br><br>“Anything special you’d recommend for the dinner?” she asked casually, cradling his hand in hers. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 07:09:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the silence lengthened and stretched on while Michelle considered her ‘choice’ Will again mentally castigated himself “too much too fast.” Truth be told, when he really examined his own mind, he realized he didn’t want an instant freeze dried – just add water sub. Rather he wanted Michelle as a strong and independent woman, who might at times desire him to take the lead, but had no aspiration to be his doormat. And it was this combination of strength and vulnerability that he found so attractive.<br><br>Michelle’s strength showed again when she first took his hand, squeezing his palm and stroking the back of his hand before standing close and lifting herself to softly kiss his cheek as she whispered, “the front will do for tonight.” <br><br>He let her pull him to one of the open booths and sat next to her, relishing the closeness as she again reached for his hand and sat very close to him. When she asked what he would recommend for dinner, he paused and resisted the impulse to stroke her thighs before&nbsp; repling.<br><br>“I would recommend the Rack of lamb for two, with a good red wine, I’m partial to Châteauneuf-du-Pape. Good food for sharing with a woman with whom I hope to share much more than food. And no more of this Dom sub stuff for tonight. I want to take you home and make love to the&nbsp; woman I know lies within you.” He held&nbsp; her hand tightly as he reached into his pocket with his free&nbsp; “Oh and I should give you this too.”&nbsp; He handed Michelle the control to the egg he suspected was still within her.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 21:32:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling sheepishly as she cast her look downwards to the remote Will had just pressed into her palm she noticed the heat in her cheeks and how they burned. She wasn’t used to being with someone who was so in-terms with his sexuality, who knew what and how he wanted and how to get it. It still puzzled her. Moreover it puzzled her that he’d probably be expecting the same in return and that wasn’t what Michelle honestly knew, let alone would be capable of telling. <br><br>The picture he painted in front of her eyes certainly sounded promising. <br><br>Leaning in Michelle kissed Will softly, a thank you for the kind words about this night that made her want to offer to skip the dinner completely, but she knew they shouldn’t rush. It was obvious he needed to find the firm ground beneath his feet and she was determined to help him however she could. <br><br>After all it was her panic that threw him off balance in the first place.<br><br>“You don’t have to pamper me to get what you want, because it’s what I want,” she giggled at him, “we’re not in that part of the book yet!” <br><br>Kissing Will again briefly her face went serious for a moment again. “I’d like you to know,” she swayed her gaze aside for a moment, before locking her eyes with his, “that… I don’t think what happened back there was entirely your fault.” Turning her eyes to his hand Michelle entwined her fingers with Will’s. “I was there too. That makes what happened my fault as much as yours.” <br><br>Caressing the back of his hand again Michelle just cuddled up under the arm he put around her shoulders, feeling an uncertain feeling of contentment. As if things were yet starting to be the way they were supposed to.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>18-10-2009, 20:23:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Will returned Michelle’s kiss, smiling as she told him that what had happened was her fault as much as his and then cuddled close. He chuckled “This is a no fault relationship, I enjoyed it immensely and suspect you did too. A”<br><br>The meal passed in a blur, Will made the right noises to the waiter but his attention was entirely focused on Michelle as she cuddled beside him. The meal and wine were superb, but he hardly noticed as he was caught up in the closeness to Michelle. It had been a long time and he wanted to savour it. But he declined dessert, saying they could be each other’s dessert. <br><br>As they left the restaurant, he took Michelle’s hand and asked “Please come home with me now, I've prepared a special room to get to know you better.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 21:06:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle blushed slightly as a shiver ran down her body at Will's remark about her enjoying what happened in the cinema. Yes, she did enjoy it a lot. In fact she enjoyed it so much it scared her, yet the experience was still too near for her to be able to analyze it and draw conclusions. <br><br>The meal was superb, just as Will promised, and the wine was intoxicating. The fact that she could spend it cuddled under his armpit, in his presence, made it all the more enjoyable for Michelle. It all came down to hand-feeding one another after all and although there were a few snickers and giggles, they passed most of the meal in comfortable silence. There was a strange look that Will gave Michelle when she licked her fingers, but it was way too brief for her to read it clearly. Just after that Will suggested he'd eat her for a dessert and that gave her quite the certainty.<br><br>She left Will only for a moment – to wash her hands properly after the meal. As she stood up she realized she still had the egg inside of her and to be honest, by now it started to feel uncomfortably. Heading for the ladies' room she was pleased to realize nobody was there, a pure luck when she needed it. After washing the egg and hiding it in her purse wrapped in a paper towel she used the time to freshen up a little. Why was it that when with him she always felt like she stepped down from a roller coaster when she left Will's presence? <br><br>Michelle let Will lead her towards his car. When his hand grabbed her she enveloped herself with it, wrapping her own arm around Will's waist. <br><br>She liked the sound of the question. Moreover she liked the 'Please' at the beginning of the sentence, although by now Will must have known she'd go with him. With that thought she remembered an old joke – 'How do you title a man that expects sex on the second date?' 'Slow.'<br><br>Michelle smiled.<br><br>As they walked the woman looked up at her companion, smiling even wider. Her voice came out as a low whisper: “Lead the way.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>01-11-2009, 17:46:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Will reluctantly unwrapped him arm form Michelle and they reached his car and opened the door. As Michelle slid into the car,&nbsp; Will again noted her stockings, the black ivy leaves ascending her left calf. Was it even sexier now that he knew that just a little higher her pussy lay uncovered? <br><br>As he drove, he couldn’t resist moving his hand to rests lightly on her thigh. Was it his imagination or did she press against him? Jazz (Miles??) on the radio creating a cool atmosphere, neither talking very much. <br><br>When they arrived, Will parked and came round open the passenger took Michelle’s hand and led her into his home. He turned on his music system and Miles played low in the background as he poured them each a small glass of Canadian Icewine and sat close as he wrapped his arm around her to her. Holing her tight, he&nbsp; realized that the room was not for tonight, tonight was for softness, something he had almost forgotten. He bend down to softly kiss her lips and murmured “The room is for later, tonight I want you close and to wake up next to you in the morning.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>12-11-2009, 12:57:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle was strangely calm, considering what was about to happen – getting laid after more than a year for some reason felt as starting again, anew, a second chance in the whole partnership experience. <br><br>Well, wasn't that a little bit quick?<br><br>She had to remind herself that the fact Will had asked her to join him tonight certainly didn't mean any promise; only that with a bit of a sheer luck he'd screw her brains out. No more, no less. <br><br>She still hesitated before she sat in the car; it still felt like quite a step. Giving herself an inner nudge she smiled and shook her head over her own foolishness, though a sigh did leave her throat when Will closed the door behind her and went around the car to sit at the driver's seat. <br><br>As soon as he started the engine a soothing jazz started to play, which was nice. It quite calmed her. Once Will lay his hand on her thigh her body pressed against him despite her will. One part of her couldn't wait to feel his hands all over her, the other, the one Jason planted in her, whispered something about lewd girls and burning in Hell. Again she found herself examining her feelings under the magnifying glass of the awareness that she might be doing this to the spite of her late husband and the crappy relationship their marriage had ended with.<br><br>She let Will lead her out of the car and into his house. Usually Michelle would spend some time walking around, getting to know the place and the one who lived there, but not this time. This time Will poured her a glass of wine and maneuvered her to the couch to the beat of the very same soft jazz music as had played in the car. <br><br>The only thing Michelle managed to note about the home was the order and cleanliness, as well as an obvious taste it had been furnished with. Not really knowing what exactly was it she had expected, she had to admit that more than this she thought she was being lead into an en garcon's lair. <br><br>Michelle had no idea how he managed to say exactly what she wanted to hear, but it certainly made her heart flutter. Touching her glass to his she grinned mischievously: „I'll drink to that.“ Taking another sip she watched Will's smile widen. Nervousness appeared in her stomach, but it wasn't anything bad – a slight tremble of her fingers and butterflies... nothing she couldn't handle. <br><br>Leaning forward she set her glass on the conference table in front of the couch and while she was at it she took the glass from Will's fingers too. Turning her attention back to him she first gave him a soft kiss. “Sounds like a good plan,” she whispered into his face with a smile, moving her leg over his lap, her foot caressing his calf. <br><br>Watching closely his reaction, in habit Michelle expected the man to get all upset and push her back, even though she knew this was someone completely else, a stereotype was a stereotype. Inwardly she wanted to tear their clothes apart already, but she held back. Instead she kissed Will again, albeit deeper and with a little more force this time.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 20:23:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Will noted the inwardly at the slight tremble in Michelle’s hands as she sipped her wine, then smiled as she overcame her internal divisions, put their glasses down and gave him a soft kiss. As she kissed him deeper, his hand moved to her leg, stretching across his lap, stroking her calf and thigh&nbsp; as her foot caressed his leg. He whispered “Michelle I wish to repay you for your delightful attention in the theatre, but suspect you’ve never had a man kiss you down there. Just lie back and let me fill in this gap in your resume, the only thing I request is that you tell me what excites you.”<br><br>Will slid down from the couch and moved between Michelle’s legs taking first her right foot&nbsp; and then her&nbsp; left into his hands and rubbing her soles gently. Returning to her right leg his hands moved leisurely up her leg to the top of her stocking then slowly but surely pulled back the first stocking. He kissed each toe briefly before moving to her left leg and repeating the sequence, hands moving gradually up her calf, then her thigh to the top of her stockings. Then down, bit by bit peeling back the black ivy leaves to reveal the smooth creamy flesh underneath. Will’s hands and tongue moved upward, stroking, kissing nibbling their way up her legs, ankles to calf, calf to knee, knee to thigh, sometimes quickly, other times with inexorable slowness.&nbsp; <br><br>He paused at her V, inhaling the rich fragrance of a woman aroused. It had been a long time and he was in no rush to finish, at times the journey was worth as much as the destination. Although in this case the destination was decidedly tempting. But first he wanted to hear her plead for him to finish, to consent to his control and her need for him to complete this most intimate yet carnal act. Looking up, he met Michelle’s eyes and chuckled, “If you ask, no beg, nicely I’ll grant the release you’re praying for and yes you will burn but not in hell!”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>26-12-2009, 17:48:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Good Lord! Michelle realized she’d have to enlighten Will into what she did experience and what not. But then again, how was she to know if hers and Jason’s shy and clumsy attempts would even count as an experience? This way or that she had to employ quite a lot of self control not to melt completely when Will painted in front of her eyes what he was going to do. She believed every word and she rewarded him with a muted moan of agreement. <br><br>Wait. Tell?<br><br>No. Freakin‘. Way!<br><br>For a moment Michelle tensed, but she relaxed when Will continued. It was scary in a way – if he was capable of arousing her so much already when he had barely touched her, what was she going to feel when he unleashed more of his skill on her? <br><br>When he stripped her of the first stocking, Michelle concerned herself for a moment with the thought if her feet smelled somewhat… unfittingly – after all she did spend a few hours in the tight shoes – but he chased those off quickly and Michelle bit on her lower lip to conceal the moans that were ripping from her throat. She was sure that if she were as loud as she felt the urge to be, Will would take it as a proof she was over-acting things, but what could she do when the mere thought this was the very man that almost left her in the café and the same that made her do things… in the cinema. The memory closed her eyes tight and sent a shiver down her body and Michelle moaned, even through her clenched teeth. <br><br>At that point she almost felt like grabbing Will by his hair and forcing his face to the places she wanted it. Needed it. Hell, she already felt her juices protruding through her nether lips and her shell clenching feverishly at the emptiness that filled it at this point, yet Will was apparently in no rush to finish her. <br><br>‘You WILL burn?’<br><br>What was he talking about? She was already burning! The sad truth was this was the only thing she had caught through the haze of her arousal. <br><br>With mounting feeling of displeasure she realized he had stopped and she frowned, meeting his gaze again, this time her eyes were a bit clearer. Michelle knew that he said something, but she couldn’t make out the words…<br><br>“Wha… what?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>31-12-2009, 00:02:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Always finish what you started” his father’s words came back to Will as he held Michelle as he edge of her climax, obviously this was not yet the time for a show of&nbsp; domination, that could come later. For the moment, his task was to bring Michele to a mind blowing climax.<br><br>This was not at all an unpleasant task, to be honest; he relished the smell, taste and scent of an aroused woman’s sexual parts almost as much as the final courses. Inhaling once more, Will lowered his head and ran his tongue gently along the outside Michelle’s labia. He drew back for a moment before,&nbsp; slowly tracking his tongue up her slit, stopping just before her clitoris. He smiled to himself as Michelle’s involuntarily raised her pubis to meet his tongue, then softly enveloped her hard nubbin in his mouth, sucking softly.&nbsp; His efforts were rewarded by an increase in moisture and as his tongue lapped lasciviously. his index finger slid smoothly into her vagina, seeking that special spot. His mouth returned to her clitoris, sucking harder now, his tongue dancing round her nub, bringing her to her edge.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 17:13:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Ah!” <br><br>Michelle arched her back and moaned again as Will played her like some delicate musical instrument. She had no doubt he was playing with her, bringing her to the edge of screaming, then changing pace and pressure to prolong the… pleasure? Suffering? It was both at once. Her body was on fire, exactly like he promised; she could feel her nipples hard against the cloth of her shirt and she buried her own hands in her hair and tugged, afraid to do the same with Will’s hair since she stopped being in control of the strength of her touches some time ago. <br><br>Incredible.<br><br>Her thoughts paced well ahead and she imagined Will over her, pinning her to the couch, pounding her with the hard shaft she had the chance to taste in the theatre, catching one of the hard peaks of her nipples between his teeth as he did so…<br><br>Her hand flew to her mouth and Michelle bit hard to contain the scream that image ripped from her throat.<br><br>At that point her body was moving against him in a rhythm, fucking his finger feverishly. “Will,” she whispered, her voice heavy with lust and passion, “Will, please, can I cum? Can you make me… cum, please!”<br><br>That was filthy. Or at least her ex husband would have called it that. Strange she thought of him at that moment, but truth be told it was only because she just now realized how exciting it was. To beg like that, to say the forbidden word, to be so completely at someone else’s mercy…&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 15:10:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Will chuckled silently to himself on hearing Michele’s’ throaty whisper “Can you make me … cum!” This was the moment he had been waiting for, the culmination of his long and careful planning when Michelle began to transfer responsibility for her release to him. <br><br>He briefly lifted his mouth from her sex to command “Yes cum for me Michelle!”He applied his tongue, lips and hands with renewed diligence, matching&nbsp; Michelle’s rhythm, resisting the urge to press harder, letting her build to her impending climax. He hummed knowing the low vibrations would be transmitted through his lips to her bud and was rewarded by further her stronger thrust against his finger and arching of back. His hard cock pressed against his very restrictive trousers and he knew that he would fuck her hard immediately following her first climax; with luck she too would be with him for own his long delayed orgasm.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 20:32:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The words came to her as an echo from a long distance and she acknowledged them by a faint, frustrated, sob. Her body burned. Every cell of her body demanded satisfaction as she grinded her hips feverishly onto the sole finger that had an effect more of a comforter. Good grace, she could feel the clutching need in the tips of her fingers. Everything else but her own body quite stopped existing at all; if she managed to open her eyes, she could only see blurred something in front of them. <br><br>Michelle was in a trance; it had happened to her before, but she never realized it could last so long. The state where she didn’t know what she was doing, where she couldn’t control her arms that cupped her own breasts and pinched her nipples almost painfully, barely even noticed them. In a way it was a freeing experience, her mind fixed so firm on the only thing. <br><br>“Will!” <br><br>Another sob of the uncountable flood of them ripped from her throat. She was trembling; at first it started with her legs, then spread all over her body. The occasional humming was echoing like a vibration throughout her, up and down her spine. <br><br>Finally she could feel her inner muscles clench even tighter around the finger and she knew she was close. A moment of stillness in which she held her breath – did she really hear the clasp of a belt being undid? – only to release it as a loud groan through her clenched teeth in the end when she could finally feel the spasm ripple from the entrance of her vagina up the vaginal muscles. Then again. And again, and again… her hand shot to Will’s hair, holding his head and mouth in place as she rode the wild orgasm, emitting guttural groans with every wave as her body shook violently. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 18:54:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Will groaned and lapped eagerly at Michelle’s cunt as she trembled, arched her back and sobbed “Will!” her hands holding him mouth to her sex as she reached her long delayed release. He slowly decreased the frequency and strength&nbsp; of his ministrations to prolong her after tremors. It had been a long time but he loved to eat a woman, the smell, taste and heat of her arousal combined with the distinct elements of control.<br><br>However, his constricted trousers reminded him of his own needs too, and the time for control on his part was over. Kicking off his shoes, he unfastened his belt and trousers and dropping them with his boxers round his ankles and moved between Michelle’s open legs. He pressed his cockhead against his moist opening and sighed as she opened to him.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jouzinka</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 17:01:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle felt as if she were flying. She’d have a hard time trying to remember when, or if ever, she had an orgasm like that. “Thank you,” she whispered, still somewhat dizzy from what she just experienced. Her heartbeat was slowly coming back to normal, so did her breathing, only her limbs trembled from the exhaustion and the aftershocks that still cruised her body. An ultimate bliss and she wished she could stay like that forever.<br><br>Then she felt Will grab her legs and position himself between them and Michelle moaned an approval, eager to feel him inside of her. In a sudden urge Michelle sat up and pulled Will closer to her. Hesitating for a moment when she realized where his mouth has just been she still pressed her own lips against his and locked them in a kiss, tasting herself on his tongue. <br><br>Then she let go, lying down again and finding his gaze as she bit her lower lip with the anticipation of what was to come.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Telltale Tattoo (Salvelinus and jouzinka)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salvelinus</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 20:42:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				On the one hand Will knew that it was ridiculous to take Michelle in his living room when a far more comfortable bedroom was available. But they were already naked from the waist down; his penis was at the verge of her sex and in this position his cock overruled his brain. <br><br>Will slowly entered her warm wet sex, damn she was tight. He leaned forward and kissed Michelle hard, savoring the air redolent with sex and&nbsp; the heat of her cunt surrounding his rigid prick. He&nbsp; thrust, slowly at first, then faster as she met his thrusts, his cock making those delightful squishy noises as he thrust every faster. So fast, it could not last, he felt his orgasm building from the base of his spine. He thrust harder crying "Milk my cock with your cunt, squeeze my balls with your hands, I am coming and you can come too!"<br>
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