A New Submissive [TheDoctor46 & Pure]
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				Title: <strong>A New Submissive [TheDoctor46 &amp; Pure]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PureImagination</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 18:58:13</strong>
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				What in the world had she gotten herself into? <br><br>Katrina asked herself that often, especially lately it seemed. Here she was, driving to some hidden away mansion in order to give her life up to her new Master. He would control her every move, teach her the ways of a submissive and for what? For her to feel complete. She was tired of always being the alpha, the leader, the dominant in her life. She wanted someone to control her, put her in her place, and love her for being subservient. Of course, there might never be any true form of love between her and this man and she knew that. It was still something she wanted, needed.<br><br>She had received an email telling her to wear a matching bra and thong set with any shirt of her choice and jeans to meet her new Master. Kate opted for a simple dark red tank top, black bra and matching thong with dark wash skinny jeans that hugged her legs like a second skin. Her feet were clad in four inch black heels that made her stand at 5’8’’ instead of her usual 5’4’’. She enjoyed the extra height, plus it seemed some Doms enjoyed it when their subs wore heels. The closer she got to the mansion, the more the panic began to set it. What if she messed up? What if her Dom was rougher than she wanted? Biting her lower lip, she prayed all her studying would have her prepared for what was about to happen.<br><br>Pulling onto the road that led her to the mansion, Kate took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Just keep calm Katrina. He knows this is your first time. No reason to worry. It’s not like he’ll be pulling out the whips and chains just yet.” After those slightly reassuring words, she pulled up to the gate and said her name into a little speaker box. The gate opened and she drove in. The mansion was huge and looked like something you’d see in a horror movie. She shivered as she parked out front. A nice looking man asked for her keys as she stepped out and Kate handed them over without any issue. She doubted he would drive off in her Taurus when she was sure there were much nicer cars he could steal.<br><br>The door opened before she could knock on it, which slightly scared Kate. Maybe she was walking into some horror movie and she just didn’t realize it yet. She nervously pulled on the underside of her index finger as she walked completely into the foyer. A small woman with bright orange hair and tattoos all over seemed to show up out of nowhere to greet Kate. “Welcome! I’ll be showing you to your Dom’s playroom. Please, follow me!” She giggled, another thing that creeped Kate out. Even so, she followed, careful not to touch anything or ask any questions about the noises she heard coming from upstairs. The orange haired girl led her down a set of stairs to a rather nice looking room. There was a bed and some dressers, along with a wardrobe and a few bookshelves. She swallowed hard as orange hair showed her how to sit as she waited for the arrival of her Dom. <br><br>Katrina sat on her knees, legs pointed out straight behind her. Her back was arched ever so slightly as she sat there, head bowed with eyes on the floor and palms up on her thighs. Once orange hair approved of her position, she left Kate all alone to play the waiting game. <em>Oh lord. Maybe this was a bad idea...</em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Submissive [TheDoctor46 &amp; Pure]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDoctor46</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 23:48:02</strong>
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				James had recieved an email from the company he had put an advert on. He asked them to contact him if they had a first time sub, who was willing to throw in their life, to live with him and more importantly, to serve him. He had done this sort of thing before, but never had he had someone who was going to stay for as long as he decided. The company had sent an email to tell him that they had recieved an application of sorts, and whether he was still interested and if he was, would he like them to send her profile to him, he of course had accepted.<br><br>He had opened the application, the first thing his eyes focused on was her hazel brown eyes, he spent at least half an hour looking into them, he could tell what a girl was like by looking into her eyes, and although a picture was never the same, he was still able to get a rough idea. He read down her specifications, as the site had called it. Her name was Katrina, Kate for short, although he wouldn't call her by her first name. She was 5ft 4, and had the most amazing haircut, of which he had never seen anything like it. A tattoo on her ankle, which he liked, it meant she had character. He straightaway replied to the email, and informed them of the message he would like sent to her. <em>'You are to turn up Monday at precisely 1pm, you are to come wearing a matching thong and bra, jeans and any type of top of your choosing. You are to call me Master.'</em><br><br>It had come to the day she would arrive, he had everything sorted from how she would be greeted, to where she would be taken too. He had locked himself in his Bedroom all morning, finding the right clothes to wear. He had decided on a pair of dark jeans which had a slight rip on one of the knees. To go with that he had chosen a simple white t-shirt, which showed the top of his chest. He was good looking in appearance, dark hair, with a slight tan, and brown eyes.<br><br>He got the call to tell him she had arrived and was waiting in the playroom, waiting for you, in the correct position. He made his way out of his bedroom and made his way to the room, to meet his new slave. He walked down the corridoor, his shoes clunking on the wooden floorboards. He opened the door slowly, and stood between the wooden frames, looking at Katrina, who was on her knees, her head bowed.<br><br>'Ahem'
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