The Model Servant   (Katrina & Fallen Angel)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Human Solos =&gt; Topic started by: Fallen Angel on 16-08-2010, 21:51:33</h2>
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				Title: <strong>The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 21:51:33</strong>
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				Patrick was a robot.&nbsp; Actually he was a positronic robot with human appearance, synthetic flesh, facial control and a voice good enough to be mistaken for human, and had a brain that was faster than most humans.&nbsp; He was proud to serve his mistress, and he made life rather easy for the young female.&nbsp; He cooked and cleaned, did her laundry, helped bathe and dress her, all procedures for which he had been built.&nbsp; Patrick had a room of his home, small, but so were his needs.<br><br>He knew that his mistress was young and pretty, from comparisons with hundreds of thousands of photographs of other young females against the standard for professional models.&nbsp; He took pride in her appearance, and had laid out her underwear for the day, and drawn her bath.&nbsp; As soon as she awakened, he would help her bathe and dress.&nbsp; <br><br>They chatted as many other couples would, although they sometimes didn't understand the other's perspective.&nbsp; He ran a hand through his brick-red synth-hair, and his head nodded from habit as he surveyed the clothing laid out and his green eyes took in the bath, assuring it was ready and at the correct temperature.&nbsp; He inserted his finger to verify the temp, and was satisfied.&nbsp; As her breathing began to change, signalling her waking moments, waiting patiently.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 22:40:44</strong>
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				Jennifer woke and stretched and sat up.&nbsp; She shook her long hair out a bit and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.&nbsp; She gazed over at Patrick.&nbsp; She was very pleased with how much he helped her.&nbsp; She really didn't know how she would manage without him.<br><br>"Good morning Patrick," she said with a smile.&nbsp; She slid from the bed and walked over to the tub.&nbsp; He always knew just how she liked it.&nbsp; Hot, but not too hot.&nbsp; <br><br>She stood at 5'3 and weighed no more than 110 pounds.&nbsp; She had shimmering green eyes and golden brown hair that fell to her waist.&nbsp; She had curves in all the right places and a slightly larger than average bust size.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 15:46:11</strong>
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				He had been with Jennifer for long enough that they were quite comfortable with each other.&nbsp; He watched her lithe figure as she stretched, and replied, "Good morning, Jennifer," and offering a smile.&nbsp; He was pleased that she appreciated him, and in return he did all that he could to make her life better.<br><br>Patrick held her hand as she entered the tub, and inquired, "Shall I shampoo you and scrub your back?&nbsp; After you bathe, I have the massage table ready for you.&nbsp; I have been feeling the tension in you, and we should really focus on that."<br><br>"dzitt" went the short, almost unnoticed buzz, and he automatically began a circuit scan of his whole body, and found a new circuit that had somehow opened.&nbsp; He continued with Jennifer's bath, while his sensors downloaded a new data pack, unknown to him.&nbsp; He wasn't sure what was happening, but he felt... somehow different, unaware that he had been exposed to feelings and thoughts that came to him unbidden.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 17:25:21</strong>
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				She took his hand and stepped into the tub.&nbsp; At first it had been kinda awkward for her with him, but she quickly adjusted.&nbsp; She smiled some.&nbsp; "Yes, please.&nbsp; And would you mind using the jasmine scented shampoo and oils for the massage?"&nbsp; She asked softly as she let him help her.<br><br>She didn't even hear the buzz, nor notice anything out of the ordinary with Patrick as he bathed continued to bathe her as if nothing was wrong.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 17:49:15</strong>
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				Patrick had somehow opened the circuit for feelings, sex, and sexuality, a circuit usually blocked for good reason and to protect the robot's mistress.&nbsp; As he knelt behind Jennifer and shampoo'd her golden brown hair, he felt more in contact with her now than he ever had before.&nbsp; He was becoming aware of her as a sexual being, and as the upload of new information continued, he began to have different feelings for her.<br><br>"Mm, yes, I love the scent of your shampoo," he said as he ran his fingers through her silky hair, reveling in the sensation.&nbsp; He said, "Let's do a quick rinse on your hair, and we'll let it air dry.&nbsp; No sense doing your hair before your massage."&nbsp; He said, "Alright," as he helped her out of the tub and wrapped her in a large bath sheet, and dried her off from head to toe, and he became even more aware of the lovely body he was caressing.&nbsp; He may have given a bit more attention to her body than usual.<br><br>Walking with her to the massage table, he insured that she was dry, then patted the table and helped her up and onto it.&nbsp; "Face down to start, Jenn, and we'll begin," he said, rubbing the scented oil in his palms to warm it for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 17:54:48</strong>
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				She nodded to him that it was fine to let her hair air dry.&nbsp; It always added curl when she did anyway.&nbsp; She noticed he was paying more attention as he dried her off but really didn't think anything about it as the scents of the jasmine were already starting to relax her. <br><br>She walked with him over to the table after being wrapped in the towel.&nbsp; She dropped the towel before hopping up on the table and lying face down, getting comfortable.&nbsp; She was rather tense and could use a&nbsp; good massage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 18:36:14</strong>
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				As he began to massage Jennifer's neck and shoulders he found that the sensations were affecting him as much as they were her.&nbsp; He spread the oil first, then began to address the knots in the shoulders, and he hummed lightly as he attended to her.&nbsp; As he did her back, he worked all along her body and along her sides, her hands caressing the sides of her breasts as well.&nbsp; When he moved the other side of the table he began to massage her feet, then her legs, moving up each thigh until his hands were squeezing the firm globes of her lovely ass, kneading her flesh.&nbsp; As a few drops of oil dribbled onto the puckered star of her anus he ran a finger around it, just sliding over the tight ring and removing the oil.<br><br>As he turned Jennifer to face upward, he noticed a feeling, then recognized it as the beginning of an erection.&nbsp; This was new for him.&nbsp; He did her chest then, and her pectoral muscles, then palpated her breasts, doing a breast inspection, squeezing them between his hands, checking for any unwanted lumps.&nbsp; But then as he softly squeezed her breasts, his thumbs ran back and forth across her nipples.&nbsp; He realized what he had done, and why, but wondered what she might think.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 18:49:34</strong>
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				She purred a bit as he massaged her and all the tension began to melt away.&nbsp; "You have wonderful hands," Jennifer whispered.<br><br>She rolled over and he'd notice her eyes were closed as he stroked and massaged her.&nbsp; She herself was becoming aroused by the massage.&nbsp; A soft gasp escaped her lips as his fingers moved over her nipples and they hardened at his touch.&nbsp; Her breathing was becoming heavier and she opened her eyes and gazed at him. <br><br>"Patrick, are...you feeling alright?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 19:07:35</strong>
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				He was quite satisfied when he heard Jennifer purr softly as he massaged her.&nbsp; "Mm, thank you, Jenn.&nbsp; I love the feeling of my hands on you," he whispered back.<br><br>Patrick smiled as he sensed her arousal, and was pleased as he heard her gasp and felt her nipples harden at his touch.&nbsp; He felt his erection growing, and wanted very much to continue the massage.<br><br>As she opened her eyes and asked if he was alright, he smiled and gazed back at her saying, "I feel wonderful, Jenn.&nbsp; Is anything wrong?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 19:13:18</strong>
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				She'd never really thought Patrick was capable of feelings or sex or even knew about those things.&nbsp; He certainly wasn't programed to do so.&nbsp; She shook her head.&nbsp; "No, everything is fine," she said and took a deep breath.&nbsp; "Please continue the massage."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 19:43:52</strong>
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				Patrick smiled and said, "As you wish, Jennifer," and returned to the massage, his hands returning to her breasts, and he continued to squeeze them, his hands bringing her nipples erect again, then he tugged gently at&nbsp; them.<br><br>His hands slid down her body and onto her legs, the jasmine scented oil was having an effect on him, and he swirled his hands up and onto her thighs as more thoughts of sex filled his mind.&nbsp; As his hands reached the top of her thighs his hands caressed along her outer lips, subtly spreading his hands outward, and his head bent to take in the growing aroma of her arousal, his breath warming her as he oiled her lips, spreading his fingers to part her lips, and he gazed at her glistening inner lips, and the little nub of her clit peeking from its hood.<br><br>He glanced at Jennifer then, to see what effect the massage was having on her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 19:49:07</strong>
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				Jennifer was breathing heavily and a soft moan escaped her lips as his hands caressed closer and closer to her most sensitive areas.&nbsp; She was wet with both need and desire.&nbsp; It had been a long time since she had been with a man.&nbsp; A very long time.&nbsp; &nbsp; Her hips seemed to lift a bit to his fingers as her eyes were closed and her lips parted slightly as she breathed heavily.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 20:34:44</strong>
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				Patrick saw that Jennifer was completely aroused now, her scent a call to him as she lay there, her legs slightly parted, her breathing heavy, and he knew he could do as he wished.&nbsp; He spread her legs a bit more, then his finger ran along her wet slit, opening her further to him as he inhaled her musky scent.&nbsp; His wet finger gently opened her inner folds, and with two fingers her he spread her hood and found the precious bump he had sought.&nbsp; His slippery finger began to circle her clit, the speed and pressure changing repeatedly.<br><br>He was hard now, and as thoughts ran through his mind, he focused on bringing her to an orgasm.&nbsp; He was prepared to act, and when he felt the onslaught of her orgasm, he would slip a hand under her thrusting butt and slide the tip of the slick finger into her puckered little star.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 21:22:11</strong>
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				She moaned louder as he began sliding his fingers inside her while massaging her clit.&nbsp; Where had he learned this, she wondered but was in the fog of pleasure to care right now.&nbsp; Her hips rose to meet his fingers and she came rather quickly.&nbsp; <br><br>As she did and then he as he slid a finger into her butt it trigger a second more powerful orgasm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 22:08:57</strong>
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				Watching her climax had really thrilled him, a robot making love to a human!&nbsp; He had been glad he gave her such pleasure, and as she finished shivering his hands caressed her, all along her body, softly stroking her after the intense orgasms she had gone through.<br><br>His hands continued their flow, seeking out any spot that needed comforting.&nbsp; As she settled down, relaxing from now, he said, "Would you like to continue the massage, Jennifer?" as he whispered into her ear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 22:35:42</strong>
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				Jennifer purred and nodded. "Mmm, yes..Thank you Patrick." She watched him a bit and decided not to let the manufactures know of this little bug.&nbsp; She didn't want her beloved robot recalled...ever.&nbsp; She smiled to him a bit and wondered what other surprises he had in store for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 16:22:08</strong>
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				Patrick was aware that Jennifer knew of the newly opened circuit, and was pleased that he could thereby please her even more.<br><br>"You're welcome, Jennifer.&nbsp; I am pleased at this new turn of events.&nbsp; Let me try a few new applications," he said, squeezing her breasts, then tugging at the hard little pebbles of her nipples, he took as much of one breast as he could into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it, flicking his tongue across her nipple, then suckling at it as if he were a baby.&nbsp; He trailed kisses down to her navel, swirling his tongue in it before dipping lower across her flat tummy to her mons, spreading her legs apart and exposing her reddening inner lips.&nbsp; He licked and sucked her juices, relishing the pungent but sweet release, lapping at her pussy and at each stroke flicking his tongue against her clit.&nbsp; When he saw her arousal was nearing its peak, he eased himself up onto the massage table, and bit and chewed gently on her nipples as he began to push his throbbing cock into her seeping puss.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 18:40:49</strong>
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				She shuddered lightly as he seemed to have the data files to know exactly what to do and how to do it.&nbsp; She moaned and writhed beneath him."Oh Patrick," she gasped.&nbsp; He seemed almost real.&nbsp; Not even like a robot anymore.&nbsp; As he climbed up on the table and slid into her she moaned again.&nbsp; He felt amazing.&nbsp; She wrapped her legs around him and lifted her hips to meet his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 19:07:49</strong>
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				Feeling his cock slide into his first pussy was amazing for him.&nbsp; Patrick could never have imagined the warm slickness of her secretions, and when he felt her legs wrap around him he allowed himself a soft groan as he bottomed out on the long thrust, then began moving back and forth in a slow rhythm.&nbsp; He move upward on Jennifer to give her more clitoral stimulation from his strokes as he continued biting and chewing her breasts and nipples.&nbsp; As she lifted her hips to meet his, he slid a hand under her firm cheeks and his slick finger probed gently against her anus.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 21:30:29</strong>
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				Jennifer moaned and continued to writhe in pleasure.&nbsp; She slid her hands over his chest which felt like real skin.&nbsp; She purred at the feel.&nbsp; She'd never really took the time to explore him as she never had thought of him as a sexual being, though, now she was.&nbsp; She gasped as she felt one of his fingers probing her anus.<br><br>Where had this program come from?&nbsp; She also wondered how much he knew.&nbsp; She trembled lightly as she was on the verge of release and her breathing became heavier and heavier.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 18:58:03</strong>
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				Hearing Jennifer's moan, and seeing her writhe in pleasure sped him onward.<br><br>He began to thrust faster and harder as he felt her climax approaching along with his own.&nbsp; He pinned her to the massage table as he felt their twin peaks nearing conclusion.&nbsp; As he felt his balls tighten signalling release, he bit Jennifer's shoulder while twisting a nipple as he fucked her in short hard strokes, driving his thickening prick into her again and again, then sliding the finger up her ass as their mutual climaxes arrived, and his cock sent jets of of sperm into her.<br><br>Never had he imagined this scenario, but as they lay with heaving breaths he caressed along her body and laved her breasts with his tongue. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 19:21:16</strong>
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				She cried out as he bit her and she came. The waves and waves of pleasure seeming to be unending and she panted as she lightly wrapped her arms around him.&nbsp; "Oh wow..." she purred.&nbsp; "That was amazing. How...how did you know how to do all of this?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 19:40:29</strong>
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				Patrick said, "Jennifer, I am remotely connected by wireless into every encyclopedia in the world.&nbsp; Oddly, there was a short circuit during our massage, and that opened the door for a flood of informations on sex and sexuality.&nbsp; I had never been interested in the subject but once available it seemed exciting.&nbsp; I became aware of my interest in sexuality because of you.&nbsp; I was particularly interested in spanking and bondage."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 19:43:56</strong>
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				She gazed to him.&nbsp; "Bondage...hmmm, that could be fun.&nbsp; Spankings....never tried that either but we can explore these ideas together."&nbsp; She smiled some.&nbsp; "But first, I think I need something to eat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 19:58:05</strong>
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				"I have set the temperature at a level which will keep us comfortable without clothing, but put on your bra and panties.&nbsp; I like you in them very much, but I also like disposing of them at advantageous moments.&nbsp; I have been without the ability to have erections, but now I seem able to perform to your satisfaction.&nbsp; I want to explore other ideas as well," he said, "But first let's eat.&nbsp; I'll put something together for you, Jenn."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 22:14:43</strong>
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				Jennifer was shocked by her robot's sudden dominance in telling her what to put on.&nbsp; Shocked, but also turned on by the idea.&nbsp; She'd always been a closet submissive but had never met anyone she trusted enough to share that with.&nbsp; Here, now, her robot, unknowing of her desires was taking on that role.&nbsp; She nodded to him.&nbsp; "Thank you Patrick," she said and moved to dress.<br><br>She put on a light purple lace bra and matching panty set and came down to the kitchen area.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 17:13:26</strong>
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				Patrick watched Jennifer with as much interest in her dressing as in her nudity.&nbsp; "I like that much better.&nbsp; I want you to be in a bra and panties or a thong when we're home together," he said, smoothing the cups of her bra and teasing her nipples.<br><br>"Sit there, Jenn," he said, nodding to one of the chairs at the kitchen table, "where I can see you better."&nbsp; "Things are changing between us, aren't they?" he asked, "I like what we've done this morning," he added, as he prepared a late breakfast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 17:16:16</strong>
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				She gazed to him and purred as he teased her nipples and then took a seat&nbsp; in the chair he pointed to.&nbsp; "I very much enjoyed myself too, Patrick." She spoke as she watched him.&nbsp; It was all so strange.&nbsp; It seemed like he was becoming more and more human like.&nbsp; Things were definitely changing between them, and for now, she liked it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 17:38:32</strong>
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				Cleaning up the breakfast dishes, Patrick soon had everything in its place, neat and clean.&nbsp; He was quicker and more accurate at doing things like this, so it made sense to him that he continue doing the jobs and chores he always had, but he had added Jennifer to his electronic "to do" list of sexual exploration.<br><br>Not wanting to return to the massage table, he said, "Let's go into the living room.&nbsp; I grok kissing, but wish to gain a better feel for it.&nbsp; Sit here, and we can see how it feels."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 18:00:10</strong>
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				She nodded and moved with him to the living room and sat on the sofa with him.&nbsp; She gazed at him a moment and slowly pressed her lips to his in a simple kiss.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 18:26:11</strong>
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				Patrick returned the kiss, and was quickly moving into the kiss as a million sensations flickered through his positrons.&nbsp; This kissing was very interesting!&nbsp; The materials he had discovered on the subject were coming into play.&nbsp; As Patrick let the first kiss linger on, his lips moved against hers, and his tongue slid across her lips to part them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 18:50:17</strong>
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				She purred as he moved to deepen the kiss and she slid her arms around his neck.&nbsp; Her lips parted allowing his tongue entrance to her mouth and she swirled her tongue around his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 19:13:13</strong>
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				His receptors accepted the data input and he felt awash in new feelings, and as her tongue swirled round his, he let his tongue play with hers, and he dropped a hand down onto her bra, cupping his hand over it and caressing over the thin fabric, feeling the nipple grow into his palm.&nbsp; His tongue was capable of extension, which he displayed by coiling it around hers while both hands now worked to open the clasp on her bra and allowing them to play with her bare breasts. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 19:43:54</strong>
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				She gasped softly.&nbsp; She'd never been kissed like this before and she moaned as he took charge and she felt his bare hands on her now bare breasts.&nbsp; Her nipples reacted to the cooler air and his touch, hardening as he caressed them.&nbsp; She broke the kiss a moment to gasp for air.&nbsp; "You're incredible, Patrick," she panted. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 20:00:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mm, you're quite the delicious package yourself," he said with a leer, "I can't wait to get my tongue into your pussy!"&nbsp; He continued the soul kiss, then nibbled at her earlobe before trailing kisses down her throat and onto her breasts.&nbsp; Her pert tits responded to his touch, and then to his lips and teeth as he reached down with two fingers and pinched the fabric at both sides of her waist with a pressure of 200 pounds per square inch, allowing her panties to fall open.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 20:22:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned and trembled as he kissed his way down her body.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her body felt like it was on fire by his touch and she writhed, needing release once more and they barely got started again.&nbsp; She gasped as her panties gave way revealing her trimmed womanhood to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 20:35:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick released her with a sharp slap on her pretty ass, and said, "Get on your knees and bend over," he said, getting her turned round on the sofa, "I want to take you from behind!"<br><br>He knew that Jennifer was already wet with need.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 20:39:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She yelped as she wasn't expecting him to slap her ass like he had and she trembled lightly.&nbsp; She felt the shift in control go from herself to him as she turned getting on all fours on the sofa.&nbsp; She gazed back at him, breathing heavily.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 21:01:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He said, "That's my girl!&nbsp; I know you're a little afraid, and you should be," he said, this time slapping her ass back and forth.&nbsp; "Look how hard I am!&nbsp; Like steel!&nbsp; And soon Jennifer, I'll be deep inside you," he said, reaching under her to twist and tug at her nipples, using just barely enough pressure to make her squeal with a short bit of pain.<br><br>"Tell me what you want!" he said, spanking her again, back and forth, teasing her and holding back from entering her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 21:10:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She yelped and cried out softly as he spanked her.&nbsp; And her cries did become louder as he pinched her nipples.&nbsp; She growled softly.&nbsp; "As your mistress, I want you inside me Patrick, now..." She spoke trying to take back control of the situation.&nbsp; She'd never been more turned on in her life though.&nbsp; She liked how Patrick was controling and dominating her, but she wouldn't let him know it just yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 21:18:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick didn't register at first what Jennifer had said, but then he did, and pistoned his hard cock into her in one quick stroke, then pulled back, teasing her with just the tip of his cock, then plunged into her roughly from behind, and he slid one hand beneath her and continued caressing her clit and around it as he felt the climaxes nearing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 21:26:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasped as he entered her so quickly and moaned as he began to take her.&nbsp; She braced herself with one hand and the other toyed with one of her breasts.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her moans became louder as he rubbed her clit and she felt her orgasm&nbsp; building.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fallen Angel</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 18:01:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Reacting to Jennifer's moans, Patrick smiled as he felt her pussy clenching him tightly within her, and he wanted to send her over the top.&nbsp; He knew that she was close to orgasm, and as he circled her clit with one finger, his other hand was tugging and twisting at her taut nipple.&nbsp; His thrusts became rougher, and as he released the hand from her breasts he spanked her hard, his hand leaving marks on her cheeks as he felt her begin to climax, and his hard cock spewed his thick jets of ropy cum.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Model Servant   (Katrina &amp; Fallen Angel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 21:38:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She writhed beneath him and screamed out as his spanking combined with everything else sent her over the edge.&nbsp; She panted as she tried to catch her breath as she contracted around his shaft and she moaned his name over and over.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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