Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura & GrapeTootsiePop}
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				Title: <strong>Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 03:10:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img715.imageshack.us/img715/8246/50258585.jpg)</div> The sound of his footsteps fell quietly upon the carpeted floor of his home. As Maddoxx Everton made his way from the utility room to his living room, he looked around his 3-bedroom, 2-bath &nbsp;cabin &nbsp;(http://img825.imageshack.us/img825/6398/99428605.jpg)for any sign of entry. It wasn't that he was paranoid; he was cautious. Living for the past decade or so in the woods made one careful when entering their home. He had the best security system known to mankind, but a man like Doxx didn't take chances. As he looked out the window, he saw the full moon clearly and took a deep breath. He felt it. There was going to be a change in his life.<br><br>As he tossed his keys in the little bowl in the kitchen, he pulled his dress shirt out of his slacks and advanced to the bedroom. He had only returned a few minutes ago from the city, having needed to check on his new club to make sure it was running smoothly. Doxx wasn't one to stay out and about in his own club; especially when it had just opened less than a month ago and everyone knew he was the owner. It was one thing to be the owner of a nightclub...it was something entirely different to be the owner of a BDSM nightclub. The statement 'freaks come out at night' was quite the understatement. But Doxx enjoyed it all. He loved seeing the types of people his clubs attracted. Because none of them came even close to him...or what he truly was.<br><br>Leaving his black shirt unbuttoned, he rubbed his tanned muscled chest and sighed. Now that he had checked on one of his business ventures, it was time to check on the other one. Making his way into his dark bedroom, Doxx logged on to his computer and quickly signed on to www.Carnal-Pleasures.com (http://www.Carnal-Pleasures.com) The BDSM website he had started had been simply to make a little bit of extra income on the side. He would have never expected to have the site launch and have so many hits without a year. Now almost six years later, he had web developers and multiple employees who sold merchandise, protected his website from hackers and even uploaded videos and messages via chats. As he sat down in his desk chair and went through some of the new profiles, he felt a smile cross his lips. Life was pretty damn good.<br><br>Something was missing though. Something in his life just...it wasn't right. Lacking. And Doxx had spent almost a year searching for what he was missing. And yet...he hadn't found it. There was a crucial piece of the puzzle that was hiding from Maddoxx and he couldn't help but feel like he was close to finding it. But...he hadn't yet. And frustration was starting to quickly set in.<br><br>Brushing the thoughts aside impatiently, Doxx turned on some music as he got up and walked to his bathroom. As he undressed, he rolled his shoulders and forced himself to relax. Tonight, he was simply going to stay in and surf around on the internet. He needed to be paying attention to some of the chatrooms that were in his website anyway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 04:57:26</strong>
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				It was a typical night for her. Fatima, or Cherry as her friends called her, was at home, as usual after a long day managing the vineyard in Tuscany. <br><br>Fatima was your classical grew up poor and manged out rich. She took care of herself though, living decently off a little amount of money and storing the rest of it away. Why, she never knew. She was not one for kids, not one to get married. No, she didn't want kids for the simple fact of she didn't want to treat them as she was. Being orphaned as a babe, being left to an orphanage with her twin brothers not but three years older then her. Where they were now, she had no clue, nor did she want to really. <br><br>Her mother died at childbirth and her father, who ever knew what had happened to him. She had heard over the years that he went insane at the death of his wife, other rumors were that he was murdered. She always tried to find out, without success. The closest she had ever gotten was the year she was five, 1990. From there he dropped off the face of the earth and she had given up. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://img823.imageshack.us/img823/6854/64227901.jpg)</div> As she grew up over the years, she was kicked out of the orphanage at sixteen, and became a prostitute, saving the money she had earned. She had lived on the streets in Rome, had seen the worst of the worst. Had experienced the worst of the worst. She sold her body, found out she liked the hush hush side of things, liked to be controlled in the bedroom. <br><br>As she turned 19, had one last male in her bed, one who had taught her the most, she left it all behind. Turned her well earned money into an investment. The vines behind her house in fact. From those vines, she grew to earn more then fifty acres of vineyards and even a winery.&nbsp; She never really forgot him per say, the one who turned her around, however, she didn't know what he looked like. <br><br>She liked pain, she never understood it, never chose to. However, since her change in professions as some would say, she always looked for that one who would test her boundaries and then push her past them. She looked at first in her local community at the only BDSM bar, however she came out with nothing, just a few phone numbers of men who liked it 'vanilla' in her books. <br><br>That was when she turned to the Internet. Checking there for people for the last three years. She was on a number of sites really, however only one that she checked every day, and even stayed on for hours. During this time she had found some men that fit her books, until she saw them. Then they turned out pansies, wanting her for the money. That was the one downfall of her business, she was known across the world, known for having the best of the best wines. <br><br>That fateful night, she was dressed in a simple white shorts (http://imagecache.asos.com/inv/Q/50/508/408109/IvoryWBlueSpots/image1xl.jpg) and the somewhat matching baby doll (http://www.rahasiapayudara.com/artikel/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/baby-doll.jpg). She turned some music on as her hair fell around her shoulders. Heading to her computer, she booted it and then proceeded to her usual site, Carnel-Pleasures.com. As she saw no messages, she frowned slightly. On all her sites, she went under an assumed name, Eden. No last name, no picture. She did it for various reasons, one was to figure out if the guy was there for her or her money. If he managed to get past her walls, good for him. She jumped into a chatroom, just watching what people were saying, not interested in anything in particular. Her username (BlueEyedPainSlut) caught some eyes, but they didn't catch hers, at least not their profiles. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 16:12:43</strong>
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				As Slipknot sang a slow tune about an unrequited dream, Doxx reached for his glass of wine and sipped it as he quickly scanned through the multiple chatrooms he had open. As the owner of Carnal-Pleasures, he had to make sure that no little hoodlums were frequenting his site. He was polite with them...at first. Sometimes little cocky fifteen year olds just needed to be put in their place. So if they didn't take his warning and decided to re-log on under another alias, he simply sent a virus to their computer. It wasn't a bad one...but it would take them a few days to repair. Sending his second virus of the night, Doxx shook his head with a chuckle. Humans were so amusing.<br><br>It was around the 1980's the Doxx decided to leave the UK and make his way to America. Since he never aged, he often had to leave after a decade or so. Humans tended to question the foreign and the strange. And a man who had grown up in your town but didn't age was a good reason to find it strange. So Doxx made his journey to America and had fallen in love. The Americans were free and were wild. He had learned that often a simple smile and pretty words would have a female following him to the end of the world. He had gorged himself on his fill of humans. Drowning in the lust he had for their life and their sexuality.<br><br>Finally, though, he had realized that if he wanted to make his life in America, he had to become responsible. The cabin in the woods had been his first smart decision. Living in the woods gave him privacy - and it made humans forget that he was even alive. He only came out at night, he had his food and his necessities delivered and people simply thought he was an old hermit. But...he knew that soon he would have to change that as well. Before the cops came calling and asking why he hid from the world. And if the saw a man who looked the same as he had a few years ago...then Doxx would have to move again.<br><br>Realizing he was thinking of his own life once more, Doxx frowned and threw himself back into his work. Running across the screenname '<em>BlueEyedPainSlut</em>', Doxx quickly did a check and found that there was no last name and no picture. <em>Teenagers</em>, he thought with a slight growl and quickly sent a private e-mail to the member.<br><br><em>BlueEyedPainSlut,<br><br>It has come to Admin's attention that you have no last name and no picture on your profile. Privacy is, of course, respected but as we try to weed out the under-aged, we need some form of verification. If you could provide some sort of verification that you are indeed over the age of 18, we will not delete your name. We require this information within 2 hours. If you can't provide sufficient information, you will be deleted and removed from Carnal-Pleasures.com<br><br>Thank you,<br>Carnal Pleasures Staff</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 17:52:36</strong>
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				As she watched the idiots trying to seduce her, she couldn't help but smile and tease them. Then she heard the all familiar sound signifying that she had a message. She ignored it at first, wanting to make the person who wrote it, who ever that may have been, wait. <br><br>She grew bored with the chat, she sign off and check the message. As she read it, she rolled her eyes. She had been on the site for three years now, and this was the first she had ever been asked to verify that she was over 18. <br><br>Hitting reply, she wrote:<br><br><em>Staff: <br><br>I have been on this site for three years, even if I came here at the age of 15, I would be 18 now. But to please your fancy, I was born February 29, 1984. That would make me 26, unless you go by birthdays, then please ban my account.<br><br>Eden</em><br><br>When she hit send, her brows knitted as she wondered why they were just now asking her for verification. Shrugging it off, she went back to the chat, not ready for bed and watched for anyone that may please her fancy. She might have been picky, however, she had her reasons. One was money. She was willing to leave it all behind, just disappear for the right one. Yet she doubted she would find him. She had found him once, but then lost him. Ever since the only men that approached her, where just looking for someone to tie up and fuck, not what she was looking for, far from it in truth. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 20:17:33</strong>
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				When her response came back to him, Doxx arched an eyebrow at the attitude he read in the message. Debating whether he wanted to respond to her or leave it at that, Doxx took another sip of his wine before he set it down on his desk and hit the reply button:<br><br><em>BlueEyedPainSlut,<br>While we appreciate your date of birth, we need something a bit more concrete than that. We'd like a picture of you to validate your date of birth. If you are indeed 26 years old, then we would need a picture that shows you at that age.<br><br>Much appreciated,<br>Carnal Pleasures Staff</em><br><br>As he hit the send button, Doxx felt a smile tug at the corner of his lips. She could very well be twenty-six years old, but now Doxx wanted to see how committed she was to the site. If she decided to send him the picture - and he had to admit, he was a bit curious - then he would leave her alone, if not, then he would simply shut down her account.<br><br>A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he went into another chatroom under his alias: DementedDox. As he went through the list of the users in the room, he once again began to question the recent hole in his life. As much as he hated to admit it; it was becoming a rather serious problem.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 23:22:20</strong>
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				She heard the ding for a new message and rolled her eyes. Why did the staff have to harass her of all people, especially as she was one of there biggest donors. She quickly read the message and then looked at who was online. Seeing the only staff member on, She requested a video call, only to chicken out before she managed to request it. So instead she went through her vast amount of pictures and picked a decent one of her. Hitting reply, she wrote:<br><br><em>Staff: <br><br>Seeing as you so like to harass me know after so many years of loyalty, here is your proof, please don't let it out. I am here to find something and not someone after money. Thank you. <br><br>Fatima Hanover</em><br><br>The picture she sent was an entire body shot with her friends at a local club. It was clear who she was from the picture as she was the only girl. Her E cup breasts were on show under the tight black dress she wore as well as her long shapely legs. It was by far her favorite picture.<br><br>She pressed send and went back to the chat room. She noticed a new person in the room and looked over their profile. Once again, she didn't find anything she liked. Sighing, she wondered if she would ever find what she was looking for before she grew to old. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 00:03:40</strong>
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				Fatima Hanover. The name sounded vaguely familiar to Doxx. As he did a quick internet search on her, he opened the picture she sent. His eyes were immediately drawn to her eyes and to her beautiful breasts. A small smile curved his lips as he realized that Ms. Hanover was quite the beautiful lady.<br><br>Hitting <em>'Reply'</em>, Doxx quickly sent a response:<br><em>Ms. Hanover,<br>Our sincerest apologies that we had to go through such extents to verify your account. We have had a recent uprising in underage activities and we're doing our best to keep all of our clients happy but also safe.<br><br>Cruel Pleasures is very glad to have you as one of its members.<br><br>Sincerely,<br>Cruel Pleasures Staff</em><br><br>Once he hit <em>'Send'</em>, Doxx began to read up on Fatima Hannover. His eyes kept straying back to her picture and a sudden...realization struck him. He had met her before. Not only that; he had fucked her before. As Doxx stared at the picture a bit more, the memories came back to him. He had purchased her off of the streets for one night. And he had proceeded to not only fuck her; but hurt her and make her enjoy the masochistic side of sex. She had been his own little puppet to tease and torment. And she had loved it.<br><br>As he switched over to the chatroom, he saw her online. With a slow smile, he made a post in the chatroom, to see if she would bite:<br><br>DementedDox: <em>In need of a Pain hungry slut tonight. But why bother posting it on here...you ladies are all talk.</em><br><br>As he hit send, he was almost instantly bombarded with IM's and Chatroom requests. Doxx ignored them all, looking for that one IM.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 00:41:14</strong>
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				She read the message and understood what the staff member was coming from. However it still irked her as to why out of three years, she was just now asked about her age. Sighing, she ignored it and went back to the chatroom log. Just as she did, she saw the message and smiled. However she didn't say anything, she looked at his profile, and gave a small frown. It didn't give her much information. <br><br>So instead, she decided to let him come to her. It was obvious that she was into pain, one just had to look at her name. She sat in the chatroom, her mind on other things as she waited to see if the guy was really looking for someone who got off on pain, someone like her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 17:27:25</strong>
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				When she didn't respond to the post he had made, Doxx simply chalked it up as all talk. The Dom within him wouldn't let him contact her first; Maddoxx Everton simply refused to be the one to seek an audience. With a&nbsp; slight tired yawn, he logged off of the chats and continued to browse through the profiles. It wasn't even midnight yet and for some reason he was feeling exhausted.<br><br>Standing up, he walked to the kitchen to grab another glass of wine. As he walked along his quiet home, the sudden feeling of loneliness surprised him. Never had Doxx felt alone. He had lived and wandered the earth for decades and the sudden sharp pang of solitude shocked him. For a moment he debated going back down to the club and finding a female to amuse himself with.<br><br>"Pathetic," Doxx muttered, going back to his bedroom and sitting down in front of his computer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 18:11:00</strong>
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				When he didn't contact her, she frown, confused. Standing up, she walked into her kitchen and grabbed a small glass of wine. Normally it was the Dom's who approached a sub, that was what she had learned. Shaking her head, she smiled and knew he was all talk. Wanting just a female for one night to do as he wished and nothing more. <br><br>So she decided to mess with his mind a little. Sitting back at her computer, she sent this DementedDox a message. <br><br><em>DD, <br><br>I guess you are all talk and no play. One just has to look to know that I am that pain slut you want. But then again, you might not be able to dish a good load of pain out. At least, not to my liking. <br><br>Eden.</em><br><br>She hit send, smiling, hoping to bait him and see what kind of dom he was, if he was at all. Taking a sip of the red wine, she watched the chat room, still unsure if she was ever going to find what she wanted in a Dom. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 18:23:49</strong>
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				The sudden melodic tune let him know he had a private message. Arching an eyebrow, Doxx checked his messages and almost smiled when he saw it was from her. He chuckled as he read what she put, amused but a bit intrigued. Of course most Dom's contacted the subs; but it was normally when they just wanted a quick fuck. For Doxx to feel like the sub was actually interested, he enjoyed for them to come to him.<br><br>Hitting reply, he typed quickly:<br><em><br>Eden-<br><br>Speaking about all talk and no play, your name says PainSlut but you might just be a girl looking for something her man can't give her. I don't have to message you; if you're truly interested you would come to Me. And you have. So what does that say? Even if you think I'm all talk, you're interested in what I could possibly give you. Do you want to know, Eden?<br><br>-Dox</em><br><br>Hitting 'send', Doxx took a sip of his wine as he waited. He had to admit that the sudden message from her had brightened his night. He wanted to know if she was the same girl as before. Did she get off in the pain he could provide her?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 18:32:41</strong>
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				She exited the chat room, ready to turn in for the night. She had work in the morning, sadly, however the tune signifying that she had a message kept her up just a little longer. Reading the mesage real fast, she smiled. He had a point, of all the sub out there, which ones were there for just a quick domination. However she countered, which of the doms out there are justing saying that to get that quick fuck. <br><br>Hitting reply, she typed: <br><br><em>Dox, <br><br>I assure you, my name says everything people need to know about me, until I find out if they are a true Dom, or the one looking for that quick fuck. What does my little note say? Well are you a true dom, a true master, or just one who like to play with the True Subs? And I might be interested, but don't let that get your hopes up. I can easily ignore you if you turn out to be the pansies that seem to frequent this site and not give what they say they can.<br><br>~Eden~ <br></em><br>She ignored his last question, knowing she wanted to know what he would do to her, what he could give her, however, she was still skeptical. Was he the True Dom, or just a pansy not able to deliver. That was what she was constantly conflicted with. The curiosity got the better of her and she stayed up, deciding to call a day off the next day. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 19:15:00</strong>
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				As he quickly read her e-mails, Doxx felt a smile cross his lips. She had spirit; he liked that. It would make it so much more hotter between the two of them. Though he didn't know if they would last past one night. As much as women talked about being submissive, they didn't enjoy a man telling them what to do via the internet. He hit <em>'Reply'</em> and quickly typed:<br><br><em>Eden-<br><br>If I were looking for a quick fuck then I can assure you, I wouldn't be wasting my time with a true sub. Why would I work so hard to bend you to how I want you to to then have you leave and never contact Me again?<br>...you interest Me.<br><br>-Dox</em><br><br>If he was honest with himself, Doxx would have realized that this was the most interested he had been in a long time. Humanity could only hold his interest for a few decades before he just grew bored with it. Eden - or Fatima, since he knew who she really was - was proving to be interesting. And he liked interesting. He wanted to know more. And even if she tried to deny him...he would find out more.<br><br>Hitting 'Send', he waited for her reply. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 21:24:20</strong>
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				She read the email and smiled. She could almost sense that he was a true Dom. However the question was, would he train a Sub over the Internet. She grinned and the hit reply. Plus the fact that she interested him, that was a first. She was never interesting to people. She hit reply and wrote: <br><br><em>Doxx, <br><br>I will tell you this much. Whether it is to let you know that I do want a master, whether it is to let you know that i am a masochist, take it as you please. <br><br>I was on the streets from the ages of 15 to 19, from those times, I sold my body. What made me stop? Well I can't tell you his name, I can't tell you what he looked like. But the things he did to my body, oh that was so hot. He showed me my true side, showed me that I was willing to give everything I have up for that one who is willing to push my boundaries. <br><br>Do you think you could?<br><br>~Eden </em><br><br>She smiled as she hit send, curious as to if he would reply or not. It was one thing to be all talk, but to put actual proof behind those words, to say what made someone want to become a sub, well that changed everything. Finishing off her wine, she yawned slightly and contemplated on heading to bed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 01:45:39</strong>
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				He remembered that night vividly. When Doxx had first purchased her, he had taken her back to his expensive hotel and he had wined and dined her. Then he had proceeded to use her and force her body to accept the abuse that he subjected her to. He had made sure that she orgasmed each and every time that he abused her, showing her body that it liked what he was doing to it. Oh, he remembered that night vividly. It was one of his favorite nights.<br><br><em>Eden,<br><br>You seem to have fond memories of that night. Allow me to give you newer memories. The fact that you want a Master or that you are a masochist mean nothing to me. What I want to know is that if you're willing to go on this journey with me? Do you think you can trust someone who is miles away? Because if you have no trust in me...then why even continue this farce?<br><br>-Dox</em><br><br>He hit the 'Send' button and couldn't help the images that came to his mind. Her cries. Her moans. The memories of that night were fresh in his mind and he reacted to them. He grew hard; aroused at the mere idea of getting to touch her body and enjoy her once more. A month later, Doxx had returned for her...but by then she was gone. Could he really be so lucky as to get another chance with her?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 03:48:16</strong>
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				Her mind went back to that night. While her sight was cut off by the blindfold, she had found her body liking every minute of the pain-laced-pleasure. Had found she liked someone doing it for her, had liked someone abusing her to an orgasm. Letting out a soft moan, she was brought out of her thoughts as she heard the small noise signifying a message. <br><br>Reading it, she smiled. She did have fond memories, and wanted more. She wanted so much more after he had left, she gave up on having one night stands, able to tell what a guy was like across the room. It disappointed her, to say the least. She wanted someone in her bed, pleasuring her, not herself doing it. Hitting reply, she wrote:<br><br><em>Dox, <br><br>Fond memories, yes. But I am always willing to make new ones. I can extend that trust you want and go on the journey. However, would you be willing to handle just the internet for now? Or would it all get to much to soon? <br><br>~Eden </em><br><br>She smiled as she felt a surge go through her body, unsure what she was getting into, and yet wanting every bit of it. She hit send, and went back to her memories. His gruff voice came to her in dreams, his hands on her smooth skin felt like that had actually been there. She knew it was all a figment of her imagination. The one who had done this to her would never go looking for her and wouldn't wanted her back in his life. It just wasn't feasible. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 22:50:06</strong>
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				He had just walked back into the bedroom when he heard the ding. Doxx had rinsed the wine glass and had shut off the lights, deciding to remain in his room for the remainder of the night. As he sat down, he quickly popped open the e-mail, unable to believe that he was a bit eager to read what she had responded with.<br><br>Reading her letter quickly, he almost wanted to laugh out loud. Oh he wanted so much more from her. He would accept the internet for now...but soon he would want more. And not only would he want more, he would expect her to deliver. He would -demand- that she deliver.<br><br>Hitting 'Reply', he quickly responded:<br><br><em>Eden,<br><br>I want you to be comfortable with me and so we shall continue Internet for now. But eventually, I will expect more. And when I expect it, I will want you to be ready. Which is why I said, I hope you're ready for the Journey.<br><br>-Dox</em><br><br>Hitting 'Send', he began to do a light search on the computer on 'Fatima Hanover', pulling everything the internet that he could find about her. He wanted to know everything, so that when he finally met again, he would know everything the world knew...and then would get to know everything she intimately wanted to share with him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>22-09-2010, 00:16:46</strong>
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				She sighed once again as she was brought out of her thoughts. Reading the message quickly, she smiled. He was right, if he hadn't wanted more in time, then she would have started to question his sexuality. And usually that was a blow to a man's ego. Hitting reply, she responded:<br><br>Doxx, <br><br>I said you have my trust, not just don't do anything that makes me think otherwise. However question remains, how do we know the other is who they say they are? How do you know I am not guy? How do I know you are not some old guy looking for a young pup? Questions questions.<br><br>~Eden<br><br>She smiled as she looked the message over. She quickly added, <br><br><em>PS. I will trust that you are who you say you are, but I must head to bed. It is nearing two in the morning, and I have a business to run. </em><br><br><em>For the time being,</em> she added mentally, wanting to just give it all away for that right guy. If she ever found him that was. She stood up and took the wine glass into the kitchen and then shut lights off, locking doors and feeding her husky before slipping off her bedroom again. She left the computer on as she slipped into bed, ready for sleep and yet unsure of the things to come. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 17:11:16</strong>
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				A chuckle escaped Dox when he read her respond. If she only knew how old he <em>really</em> was. She would be running for the hills. As he rubbed the back of his neck, he glanced at his watched and noticed that it was late for her. As much as he wanted to continue this little conversation they were having, he knew that she had to sleep.<br><br>Hitting <em>'Reply'</em> he quickly responded:<br><br><em>Eden-<br><br>Soon you will know I'm not some old guy looking for a young...pup? ;-) But for now I will bid you a goodnight. I hope that we get to speak soon.<br><br>-Dox</em><br><br>After he hit <em>'Send'</em>, Doxx stood up and walked over to his bathroom. For some reason after she had left...he lost interest in the website. Stepping into the bathroom, he started the shower, undressing as he thought about her. He wanted her again. If he hadn't been worried about scaring her, he would travel to see her and appear at night. She would think he was a dream...but he would remind me of all of the things that he had done to her. And would continue to do.<br><br>He couldn't wait to speak to her again. His mind wondering on the things he could make her do once they had developed some kind of trust.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 17:21:22</strong>
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				She had heard the ding in her sleep and took no notice of it. Her dreams that night were vivid. They were all of him, the man she had been with when she gave up her sexual actions. When she woke the next morning, she felt better then she had in years. Checking her computer, she smiled at his response and went to get ready for the day. <br><br>Jumping into a shower, she wondered what this 'Doxx' was really like. After fifeteen minutes under the water she got out and wrapped the town around her body. Heading to her computer, she hit reply and quickly wrote: <br><br><em>Master, <br><br>I sure hope you slept as well as I did. While I may be on and off during the day, I will try to respond when I can, if today is not terribly busy. Feel free to ask any questions, I can only try to answer them in the best ways possible. <br><br>Eden </em><br><br>She hit send, smiling as she was feeling a little better today then she was last night, at least a little more outgoing. <br><br>She went over to her closet, pulling out a simple pair of jeans and a blouse. She put on her usual lacy underwear, today being an orange day, and then the clothes. Making her usual pot of coffee, she laid breakfast out for her companion and went about her other daily activities. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 22:03:13</strong>
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				He had gone to bed shortly after he had gotten out of his shower. Once he had finished with the website, there was nothing - and no one - to occupy his time. It had become a horrible habit for him to sleep early, which was not good since he then woke up before he could go out into the world.<br><br>He had dreamed and thought of her; images of their one and only encounter filling his mind and making him hunger for her. Not just sexually, but in every way possible. When his eyes opened, his cock had been hard and throbbing with the need to consume her. Doxx had no shame in reaching under the covers and stroking himself until with a grunt of release, he spilled his seed all over his hand and his stomach.<br><br>Once he was up, Doxx took another quick shower before slipping on his boxers and walking to the computer. He couldn't help but smile in satisfaction when he not only received an e-mail from her but she had called him <em>'Master'</em>. Hitting Reply, he quickly typed:<br><br><em>My Pet -<br>I slept well; images of you filled my thoughts and I could not help but wake up with such a hunger to hear from you. I wonder; what did you dream of last night? And did you indulge yourself and touch your beautiful body?<br><br>I await to hear your response.</em><br><br>He didn't sign it, simply hit 'Send' and minimized the screen. He stood up and walked to the kitchen to fix himself a quick 'drink' and to find some breakfast. Though it was nearing the afternoon, Doxx liked to keep as much of a schedule as he could. He knew that he had to go to the club tonight again, but the idea of spending more time with Eden sounded much more appealing to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 09:49:30</strong>
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				As the day wore on, and she was nearing the end of her work day, her mind often wandered back to her 'master', back to Doxx. She was smiling the whole day, in good spirits and some of her friends had asked who the new guy was, them assuming there was. However, she had said there was no one, that there was no reason behind her happiness and energy. <br><br>Stepping into her home, she dropped her bag on the table by the front door, keys in a small bowl and went into her room. She saw that she had a new message and quickly opened it. Seeing when it was sent, and what time it was, she knew he must think she was ignoring him, it having been a good two hours. However something in his note didn't sit right. 'Images of you,' it ran through her mind, wondering what he had meant. She hadn't sent him a picture of her, didn't tell him her name. Then it dawned on her, could he possibly be someone she knew?<br><br>As she ran through her friends, she took the jeans off and put on a pair of shorts, the kind that rarely go past an inch of thigh. And then shrugged out of the blouse, putting on a simple tanktop. It had reached another record breaking high that day. Running her hand through her hair, she went back to her computer and hit reply. <br><br><em>Master: <br><br>Images of me you say? Well that only means that I know you, do I? Are you a current friend? Maybe someone from my past? </em><br><br>She had hoped he wasn't from the past, there must have been a dozen men, if not more, during those few years she was whoring herself out just to earn quick money. <br><br><em>Well no matter, I dreamed of my last encounter with that man. I just wish I could have seen his face at least once. Though his voice was, well there's no words for it in truth. But I would be able to tell it was him, simply by that voice of his, and a few of the words he had used. No I have not touched my body in any way, I figure that is for you to tell. <br><br>Now how did you sleep? Any good dreams?<br><br>-Eden-</em><br><br>She hit send and moved to the kitchen, making herself a small dinner, leftovers, before going back into her room to sit in front of the computer. It was still on her mind who he could be that he knew what she looked like, if he did even. Sighing, she let it go, deciding to wait on his response before assuming anything. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 16:33:59</strong>
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				The sound of the message being received didn't quite reach Doxx's ears as he worked in the Garage. Since he only had one vehicle, he had a pretty large space for his extracurricular work. Doxx liked to make his own chains and cuffs for the Playroom he had by the Master Bedroom. He manufactured a few swings and sets and sold them on his website, but it was still a fairly new business. He still enjoyed making the toys for himself; he loved trying them out on new willing victims.<br><br>It took almost half an hour before Doxx walked back to his bedroom, the long chain made into a thin whip. As he passed by his desk, he saw the message icon flashing and sat down to open it. A soft laugh escaped his lips as he read her message. Had he frightened her? Of course he knew her, but he didn't want her to know that. The pleasure of this little cat and mouse game they were playing would be ruined if she knew that he knew just who she was. So, hitting the 'Reply' button, Dox quickly typed:<br><br><em>Eden -<br><br>You seem to be a bit ruffled that I said 'images of you'. By images, I meant a willing female body, eager to please her Master and accepting all the punishments I will grace your body will. Can I not have an image of my cock sliding roughly into your asshole as I whip your breasts and make your beautiful body bleed for me? If you say I cannot, then I dare say I will be quite disappointed.<br><br>So you asked if I had any good dreams...well, as you can tell from my earlier paragraph, I did.</em><br><br>He paused for a moment, wondering just how he could push it a bit further. And grinned as he continued to type:<br><br><em>Now, my willing slave, we must do things to ensure that you ARE compliant with my desires. I want you to take out all of the toys that you have and put them on your bed. Then take a picture of them and send them to me.<br><br>Then I will tell you what else to do.<br>-Your Master<br></em><br>Hitting 'Send', Doxx stood up and walked inside the cool playroom. The room had its own temperature and Doxx made sure to always keep it to the point of freezing. He liked to make the women's nipples pucker for his abuse. Thinking of Eden, he couldn't help but wish that she was here, needing her body and her cries to enjoy the room a bit more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 16:59:58</strong>
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				As she waited, she had turned the TV on, watching the news. All in all, it was an uneventful day, besides the record high. Hearing the ding, she looked up at the clock, amazed at how fast time had passed. Opening up the message, she read through it, letting out a soft moan as his words brought images through to her mind. She could picture him doing those things, feel his hands on her body, smell him in the air. Shaking the thoughts out of her head, she finished up the note. <br><br>She chuckled at his request, but agreed none the less. She had her toys, and HER toys, ones that caused her pain. It was never the same as when someone else did it. Parting the clothes, she pulled a crop and a flogger out, both black in color that seemed to be hanging in the back hidden from nosy guests. Next she went to her bedside table and opened the drawer there. Inside there was various toys, all calm in nature, well mostly. Besides the simple nipple clamps, which she was glad they were the vibrating kind, she also pulled out two vibrators, Ina and Billy. Next was the white blindfold. <br><br>As she pulled the blindfold out, she also pulled a small black box out. Opening the lid up, she revealed a collar. It was made of the best materials she could get a hold of, white gold, and was even etched on the inside. The common slave's prayer, at least a shortened version of it. On the outside was the most beautiful and detailed Celtic knot. The knot met in the back where there was a lock. The key in the middle, almost waiting for someone to pick it up and use it. However, in the years that she had it, it had never been used, and this was the first anyone had ever seen it. <br><br>Then she padded over to her dresser and pulled a black drawstring bag out. Inside contained her once used underwear. From where she got them, they were called 'Club Vib' and she was pleased with them for the first time she had ever wore them. Setting everything on her bed, a white comforter as a backdrop for the pictures, she grinned. She was curious as to what he would have her do. Taking a picture of each, she was happy about them and went back to her computer.<br><br>Uploading them to the machine and then attaching them to a message, she wrote: <br><br><em>Master: <br><br>I think I can tell you did have good dreams, I know mine were about the same. I believe the eight pictures I am sending you, will please you greatly, and show you that I am exactly the masochist that I claim to be. <br><br>Your willing pet awaits your next order.</em><br><br>She didn't sign, didn't feel like she had to as she hit send and proceeded to put the toys back in their respective bags and the flogger and crop back in the closest. She took a seat at her desk, her feet wrapping under her tight ass as she waited, curiosity getting the better of her. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 07:15:50</strong>
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				As soon as the sound indicated a message had arrived, Doxx checked it and was pleased by the pictures he saw. His eyes sparkled with pleasure a she saw the flogger and the nipple clamps. Oh, he was going to make sure that she enjoyed herself with him today. As he continued to inspect the pictures, he started forming a plan on how he could get 'Eden' to have the orgasm she so rightly deserved.<br><br>Hitting 'Reply', Dox was quick with his next set of instructions:<br><br><em>My obedient slave-<br><br>It pleases me to see that you are not 'all talk' and actually have ways to bring yourself a bit of pain. Since you did not receive an orgasm yet, let me bring one to you. But you must follow what I am about to say...or you will make me a very displeased Master.<br><br>- Undress completely. I want nothing on you.<br>- Take a picture of your nude body. If you are not comfortable showing your face to me, then it may be from the neck down.<br>- I want a picture of your legs spread open with your pussy exposed to me.<br>- I want you to take the nipple clamps and place one of the clamps on your clit. The other one on your pussy lips.<br>- Take a picture for your Master.<br>- Turn the vibrator on and leave it on. You can't turn it off even if you cum.<br>- Take the flogger and begin to whip yourself, slave. As if it were my hands that were abusing your delicate body. Do this for about 10 minutes.<br>- Take a picture.<br>- Then take your purple vibrator and begin to fuck yourself, my slave. Fuck yourself until you cum three times by the plastic phallus.<br>- Take a picture of your abuse pussy and body.<br>- Then and only then can you take the nipple clamps off.<br><br>If you do this...then you have proven to me what a good slut you are for your Master. Do this, slave. I demand to see you pleasure your body.<br><br>Your Master.</em><br><br>Hitting 'Send', Doxx reached down to gently squeeze his erection. Just the thought of her doing all of that and showing him the pictures was enough to get his mind thinking of the possibilities between them. He was excited to have finally found her again. Her body would belong to him once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 20:31:29</strong>
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				As she heard the ding, she smiled and opened it quickly. Reading the message, she smiled wider with each order she received. She was pleased he had taken notice that she meant it when she mentioned pain. She couldn't help it. It was an addition of sorts for her. <br><br>Getting an idea, she rushed off to another room only to come back with another camera (http://www.bestbuy.com/site/JVC+-+Factory-Refurbished+High-Definition+2.0MP+Digital+Camcorder+w/+40GB+Hard+Drive+-+Black/1363084.p?id=1218253344704&amp;skuId=1363084). She had gotten it for times like this, well almost. Times her master wanted to record what he did. She did use the thing for normal events as well. Usually it was just events with friends though. However, for this time, it was perfect. Sitting back at her computer after setting it up, she wrote: <br><br><em>Doxx:<br><br>Only on one condition will I stop what we are doing. Only on one condition will I show my face. I want you to pledge, yes as my master, that you are not after any sort of money, either in me or anyone else. </em><br><br>She stopped writing as she nibbled on her lower lips, suddenly unsure of what she was about to do. She knew he had every right to punish her once he did see her face and realize she was not Eden but in fact Fatima. She pushed the doubts away though and went to her closet and grabbed the flogger out. Putting it on the bed, she unwrapped Inu and took it into the bathroom. She washed the toy as she did before and after each use. Heading back into the bedroom, she laid it and the clamps next to the flogger.<br><br>&nbsp;Taking the black bag used to hold the toy, she put it against the lens of the camera and hit record. Blackness, that was what was seen at first before she started to speak. "I hope you don't mind a video instead of pictures master." Her voice purred out the words as she moved between the camera and the bed. The black cover showed her wearing simple white shorts and a blue tank top, orange straps under the shirt. Smiling, she started to strip the tank and shorts off, slow and seductive. She pulled her vibrant red hair over her right shoulder, shielding the orange bra clad breast from view. <br><br>Her eyes remained trained on the camera as she reached behind and unclasped the bra. As it fell to the ground, her nipples hardened instantly meeting the cool air from the air conditioner. She gave another smile as her hands ran down her body and then pushed the matching underwear off. She never wore anything but the lace that she owned and never really understood what was behind her reasons. <br><br>She laid back on the bed, her legs spread. Her shaved pussy was on display for the camera and soon her new master as she reached for the clamps. Positioning them where she had been told, she fastened them over her clit and her pussy lips, setting the vibrations on. Letting out a soft moan, her head fell back as the sensations started for her.<br><br>It took her a few minutes to get her baring together before she stood up. With her back to the camera, she bent over, purposely showing her taunt ass to him as she grabbed the flogger. As she stood up, her back still to the camera, she looked up at the clock. 6:08P.M. <br><br>She tossed the flogger between her hands before she flung it across her shoulder, hitting her lower back and upper ass cheeks. <em>Whack</em>. The sound rang through the room, almost echoing. The sound was sweet to her ears as she closed her eyes for a second. <em>Whack</em>. This time it hit her back, drawing a welt to start. <em>Whack</em>. She aimed for her right ass cheek, hitting it perfectly. <em>Whack</em>. She aimed for the other with the same force. Red marks streaking her ass already. As the leather met her skin, she let out a moan, the pain rushing through her body, giving her such a sweet high. <em>Whack. Whack. </em>Two more to her ass. Her eyes closed again as she cried out in pleasure. The pain ran through her body, meeting pleasure. Both running a sweet duet within her nerves, making the climax so intense. <em>Whack. Whack. Whack. </em>Three more. Each hitting a different part of her body. Two hit the front, one her tits the other her clit, and the third her ass again. Moaning our loudly, she screamed. "Yes, Master, Yes." She looked up at the clock, 3:15.<br><br><em>Whack. Whack. Whack. Whack.&nbsp; </em>Four more, each harder the the previous one, each hitting her tits and pussy respectively. She felt the second climax approaching as she hit herself twice more. The sounds of the leather meeting her skin mingled with moans were enhanced on the camera. <em>Whack. Whack.</em> She hit her back twice more before laying the flogger on the bed. <br><br>She stood there for a second, letting her body cool from the abuse it just received. Welts and light bruising starting to form on her body. She let out a small moan as she closed her eyes and imagining Doxx' fingers on her skin, tracing the welts she just left on her body. <br><br>She turned to sit on the bed, wincing from the sting her ass produced. Leaning back, she flicked the clamp on her clit, moaning from both the pain and the pleasure it gave her. She looked at the dildo and knew this would be an interesting show. The Inu was not only meant for g-spot stimulation but clit as well, and with the clamp on her clit, this was going to be double the stimulation. <br><br>Shrugging, she pushed the toy into her wet pussy, moaning as it hit that perfect spot. As she began to fuck herself on the toy, the clit stimulation hitting the clamp made her moan out his name each time. Within seconds, her second orgasm hit her. "One." She moaned out, weakly as she kept fucking herself on the fake cock. Mere second later the third orgasm of the night ripped through her body. "T-t-two." She stuttered. Her toes were curled and her body was tense as her muscles were tight from the orgasm. <br><br>She stopped, letting her body relax. As the minutes passed and her body visibly relaxed, she picked up where she stopped. Fucking herself again on the toy. Minutes later, she came again, moaning out, "Three." She pulled the toy out slowly, letting out a soft groan as she did, her juices coating the toy and the bedspread. <br><br>She was breathing heavily as she turned the clamps off and removed them from her body. She winced as the blood rushed back to her clit and lips. Smiling, however, she stood up, shakily and moved to the camera. Turning it off she took the toy to the bathroom and washed herself off of it. <br><br>When she finished with it, she laid it on the bed beside the other two toys and took the camera to her computer. Hooking it up, she waited for it to upload into the computer. Walking back to the bathroom, she wiped her thighs clean from juices that decided to run down her legs. <br><br>Sitting back at her computer, she attached the video to the message and wrote: <br><br><em>Master, I must come clean. My name is Fatima. I bet anything you know who I am and what I am worth (according the the world). In a previous message, I wrote something along the lines of I am willing to give everything up. Well I hope that has come clear now as to what I had meant by it. That is if you should prove to be the right person for me, the perfect master so to say. Someone willing to push my boundaries past what I know I can handle. <br><br>Again, I hope you didn't mind the video, and rather liked it. Pictures did no justice to your orders. <br><br>Your willing slave awaits your orders.</em><br><br>She hit send as she smiled. Walking to the kitchen, she grabbed something to drink and then went back to her computer, and gingerly sat down, waiting for his response. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 22:10:51</strong>
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				The minute he heard the <em>ding</em> and opened the message, Doxx knew that this e-mail cemented their relationship. He had her. Not only had she sent him a video but she had come clean on who she was. Before he considered the punishment to bestow upon her beautiful and abused body, he watched the video.<br><br>As soon as the video began, Doxx became hard. He saw her naked body, the way she moved with such grace that he couldn't help but groan softly. His eyes stared hungrily at the punishment she gave her body, knowing from the loud smacks and the way her skin puckered that she was not being gentle on herself. Like a true submissive she was showing her devotion to him.<br><br>When it came to the scene with the dildo, Doxx began to stroke himself faster, watching the way her voice quivered and her body rode the waves of her pleasure. The times she called out his name made his cock jerk, pre-cum pooling at the tip and running down his shaft. His breathing was quick and hard, his eyes unable to look away from the screen which provided him a delicious view of his new slave.<br><br>He felt his balls tighten and his cum release at her third orgasm. Soft grunts escaped him as he continued to pump his hand up and down his length, coating his hands and stomach with his seed, but uncaring. He just couldn't stop watching Fatima pleasure herself for him. It was...perfect.<br><br>Breathing raggedly, Doxx saved the video in his hard drive and took a picture of his cock and cum with his webcam, then he went to the restroom to clean himself up. <br><br>Once Doxx came back, he sat down in front of the computer and quickly hit reply:<br><br><em>Fatima-<br>I am pleased that you have decided to be honest with me because you are right, I would have immediately recognized you. Due to the matter in which we have met, I cannot fault you for being cautious. Though I can promise you that I will not be leaking your personal...pleasures to the media. And I won't be coming after you for your money either.<br><br>You have pleased me greatly with your performance. You truly belong to me, slave. I cannot say how pleased I am by this. I hope the picture I am sending you shows you just how much your video pleased me. Did it make you feel like I was with you in some ways?<br><br>Your Master.</em><br><br>Sending the message, Doxx closed his eyes and remembered the way the welts had looked along her back. Soon, he would have her. Very soon. But for now...he was going to be sending her a few surprises.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 02:23:53</strong>
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				She heard the distinctive ding from her computer. Quickly opening up the message and reading it, she looked at the picture and let out a small moan. If she had managed that out of him, well then he must have liked her video. Smiling, she saved the picture to her computer and then hit reply: <br><br><em>Master, I am very sorry I lied to you. But I am sure you understand why. I appreciate your understanding in this matter. And thank you for not leaking my hidden life to the media. They would have a field day with it. <br><br>As I was following your commands, it did feel like you were the one bringing the whip down on my skin. Like you were the one fucking me on the dildo. Like you were the one recording it, wanting to use it for further reasons in the future. Yes, I am yours master. Please, I ask you as my place of your pet, don't make me think twice on my decision. <br><br>Your willing slave awaits your orders. </em><br><br>She knew that was becoming her usual signature to him as she hit send, yet to her it meant so much more. Like she was willing for anything he had to throw at her. Like she would be there in a second if she could had he asked. <br><br>She was thinking that she had finally found the master that could push her boundaries. Test her boundaries. She knew all of this just by what he had asked her to do, just by what she had done. Giving a sigh of relief, she sifted in her seat, whimpering slightly from the pain of the welts on her ass. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 16:52:03</strong>
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				The moment his e-mail dinged, Doxx opened it and read her response. He was a bit confused by her last sentence but he would ask her about it later. Now, it was time to do a few different things. He was going to make her learn her place and even though he wasn't with her, she would be following his commands down to a T. She had already proven to him that she could.<br><br>Hitting Reply, Doxx responded:<br><br><em>Slave-<br>Your Master requests a few things from you starting tomorrow morning. It does not matter where you go, whether you're just going to stay at home or if you're going to go to work...you are to follow my commands.</em><br><ul class="bbc_list"><li>You are no longer allowed to wear pants. Dresses and Skirts only.</li><li>You will masturbate every morning and record yourself. Every time you masturbate you will record it for your Master.</li><li>If you have a slim anal plug, you will wear it in the mornings and not remove it until you're home and you're in front of the computer. You will wear one every day, at home or at work. And only when I command it will you replace it with a larger one.</li><li>Begin preparing yourself, slave. I will begin making plans to have you with me soon. But first...the next test is for web-conferences.</li></ul><br><em>Do all this for a week straight. There will be days I will have an e-mail waiting for you in the morning and it will tell you not to wear panties or bras that day. You will follow my command. If you disobey me, I will know.<br><br>Do not disobey me, slave.<br><br>You please me,<br>Your Master.</em><br><br>Doxx hit send and reached down to stroke his cock, which was still half hard. He wanted her with him -- Now -- but he knew he would have to wait. But quickly, he went to Carnal-Pleasures and began to look through their merchandise, planning on buying her quite a few things to add to her collection. He couldn't make her do things if she didn't have the necessary tools.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 16:33:37</strong>
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				She had heard the distinct sound and smiled. Reading the message, she nibbled on her lower lip. She had finally found what she was looking for all this time. She had finally came to the end of her search. Reading the message again, she nodded to herself. Hitting reply, she started writing. <br><br><em>Master,<br><br>I understand what you ask of me, and I can only do my best. I will await for you emails.</em> <br><br>She paused for a second, thinking about his requests. She had the skirts for him, the problem, thought, came with when she had to go braless. She was naturally a large woman and knew at the end of those days she would be crying in back pain. Then there was the plug, she would have to buy one. Smiling, she continued with what she was writing. <br><br><em> I would just need to get a few items to comply with your wishes. I can't wait until you think I am ready to come. I will be willing for a conference whenever you are ready. <br><br>Your willing slave awaits your orders. </em><br><br>She hit send and went to the kitchen. Coming back with a bottle of water, she sat down carefully and proceeded to find the perfect plug set she would need. Find what she was going to need, she ordered it for next day delivery. She then went to her closet and put all of her pant suits in the back, bringing forth her skirts and some dresses. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 04:50:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her response was a bit lacking, something that disappointed him. As Doxx stared at the e-mail he had received from her, he wondered if he might need to show her a few more...incentives to make her realize he was serious. After all, he did not just want her to '<em>do her best</em>'. He wanted her to give her all to his requests, to show him that she was serious with the commitment that he had demanded of hers.<br><br>Flipping to the Carnal-Pleasures website, Doxx scanned over a few items he had selected for her: an anal plug, anal beads, and a few pieces of lingerie he wanted her to wear. Quickly, he purchased them and requested next day Delivery and after doing a bit of searching on Google, found her address. With a satisfied smile, Doxx hit reply on his e-mail to her:<br><em><br>Slave,<br><br>Perhaps you will soon learn just how dedicated I wish you to be. Please understand that I would never ask you to do something that I did not think you were not ready for. You have shown a willingness and I simply want to continue exploring that. Before we can meet face to face I need to know that you're ready for everything I ask of you.<br><br>...Are you ready? If you think you are, show me one way you think you can prove your readiness to me.<br><br>Your Master</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 03:58:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She heard the ding and smiled. Finishing up in her closet, she walked over to the desk and took a seat. Reading his message, she winced slightly. Reading over her reply, she knew what had been said wrong. Hitting reply, she wrote:<br><br><em>Master, I simply meant that as a human, I might make mistakes no matter how hard I try. And I simply don't have the resources to comply with all of your orders. </em><br><br>She bit her lip as she thought about how best to explain the no bra issue. Thinking it best to just let it sit, she went back to writing. <br><br><em>Sir, I do apologize if I had said something wrong and I do wish to explore alongside you everything you are willing to push me through. I wanted someone who could push my limits and not be a pansy about it. It was my fault in doubting you in the first place, and it was my fault in saying I will try my best. Again, I am sorry sir. I will do as you ask, how you ask, sir. </em><br><br>She sat back again, thinking about his last sentence. Was she ready for what? Following his orders? For him to just ask her to drop everything? Frowning slightly, she nibbled at her lower lip, lost in thought over it. Then reading over his letter again, the light bulb went off. He was asking if she was ready to do as he said when he said. Smiling, she continued typing. <br><br><em>Sir I am ready for anything you say. However, I am will not do anything to prove I am ready as you have not told me I could do anything. Sir, I do hope you understand what it is I am saying, even if you asked me to show you. <br><br>You willing slave awaits your orders.</em><br><br>She smiled and hit send a good half hour after she had gotten the letter. And there, she sat, waiting for an order, a punishment, an understanding. In truth, she wasn't sure what it was she was waiting for. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 15:44:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				By the time he received a response from her, Doxx was in his kitchen, having a conversation with the manager of his club. He had heard the ding but had been too wrapped up in his conversation to think of anything else. But, after an hour, he disconnected the call and went to his computer, reading over what she had put.<br><br>Letting out a sigh, Doxx quickly typed back:<br><br><em>Slave,<br><br>Do you think I will not take care of you? When I demand something, if you do not have it, then I expect you to inform me so that we may rectify the situation. I do not want my slave to go without and I expect you to tell me when I am making demands that you cannot fallow. After all, if I tell you to do something and you do not have the resources, then I am setting you up to fail, am I not? And I do not want my slave to fail.</em><br><br>Pausing for a moment, Doxx thought of the best way to respond to her last comment and figured that for now he would simply let it go. He had expected her to do something because he had told her to, but he understood where she was coming from. Continuing the e-mail, he added:<br><br><em>Now, tomorrow you will be receiving a package. Be sure and receive it and when you do I want you to open it and know that your Master will always give you what you need.<br><br>I have no doubt in my mind that you are the true slave that I need.<br><br>-Your Master</em><br><br>Hitting send, Doxx stood up and paced, the itch to drive to see her growing. He knew he had to wait, after all they had known each other for only one day...but he wanted her. Perhaps he could slip into her dream...the smile that crossed his features would have scared anyone if they had been in the room. Yes...he would pay her a visit. Just for one night. Perhaps.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Temporarily Out of Reach {Lady Aura &amp; GrapeTootsiePop}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 17:26:54</strong>
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