When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos & midnight_diamond)
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				Title: <strong>When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnight diamond</strong> on <strong>23-03-2010, 21:17:19</strong>
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				She entered her apartment with one eye on the clock and anticipation simmering deep in her belly. Her meeting had run late; she’d expected to be home an hour ago. As it stood now, she would have only two hours to get herself ready. Depositing her keys in the small dish resting atop a delicate side table near the door, she kicked off her shoes and hung up her coat. Her briefcase was set down on the floor next to her shoes and then promptly forgotten as she started down the hall towards her bedroom.<br><br>Untucking the ivory silk blouse from her knee-length navy blue pencil skirt, she rolled her head on her neck, loosening the muscles in her shoulders as deft fingers worked the buttons of her blouse. Shrugging out of her clothes, she examined herself in the full length mirror mounted on her closet door, pleased with what she saw. At 5’7” and 135lbs, Cara carried herself with grace and confidence. Her breasts were full 42D cups and sat high and proud on her chest, her nipples and aureoli dusky pink against her rose-hued skin. Her torso tapered down to a nipped-in waist, her round hips and backside giving her – in her opinion – a perfect hourglass shape. Her legs were long and toned, due, for the most part, to the pilates classes she’d been taking for years. Her crowning glory, however, was her hair. Thick and lustrous, it fell in silken waves to her waist, nearly brushing her hips when it was down. Her hazel eyes flickered over her body as she examined herself closely, assuring herself that she was in perfect shape for Him.<br><br>After showering, making sure she was clean for him inside and out, she carefully brushed out and dried her hair before re-applying her makeup with equal attention. Satisfied that He would be able to find no fault in her appearance, she smiled at herself and reached for the crimson leather collar that sat in a place of honour in the middle of her dresser. Almost reverently, she placed it around her neck and fastened it, closing her eyes against the delightful sensation of leather against her skin. <br><br>Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes and looked at the clock again before shrugging on her long, impeccably tailored deep red leather duster. It hugged her naked body to perfection as she fastened the buttons and cinched the belt around her waist, and the scent of it sent a rush of arousal through her. Shivering slightly, she added the final touch: a pair of candy apple red five-inch stiletto heels with delicate ankle straps. One final glance in her mirror and a touch up of her lipstick and she was out the door.<br><br>There was a car waiting for her downstairs with her usual driver and she gave him a friendly smile as he held her door open for her. “Thank you, James,” she said as she slid inside, the man giving her a twinkling smile as he closed the door and moved around to the driver’s side. He slid into the car and a few moments later, the car pulled into traffic, Cara finally able to sit back and relax, allowing the tension and stress of the day to melt away. <br><br>The drive to the club took its usual forty-five minutes, during which Cara’s anticipation grew until she was nearly breathless with it. When the car door opened, James helped her from the vehicle and she walked towards the large ebony double doors. They were pulled open for her by a pair of doormen and she stepped through into the foyer, her waist-length hair whispering softly against the red leather of her coat as she turned her head to gaze around.<br><br>The main floor was decked out in Victorian gothic decor; dark hardwood, leather wing-backed chairs and upholstered fainting couches were prominent, giving those not interested in play a comfortable place to gather and talk. The floor was marble tile, and her heels clicked audibly against it as she approached the stainless steel doors of the elevator and the two women who sat demurely to one side of it, both dressed in leather coats similar to her own, although theirs only reached just below their knees and were black rather than red. They rose in tandem as she approached; Lizzie, the youngest of the trio and a petite, almost pixie-like blonde, gave Cara a bright, excited smile while Katy, the average-height redhead, curled her lips upward in a more sly, grudging expression. <br><br>Cara returned Lizzie’s smile with genuine warmth; the girl was young, and made plenty of mistakes, but when she was through her training, she would make a very good slave. Cara liked her, and expected her to do well once she learned the ropes, so to speak. Cara’s hazel eyes cooled slightly as she shifted her gaze to Katy, her smile hardening subtly. The redhead was far too cocky and ambitious for her own good, often attempting to undermine Cara’s position as the Alpha Slave. Rarely she succeeded in her goals; Master was a smart Man, able to see through many lies.<br>The two girls moved into their positions behind her as they stepped into the elevator: Katy on her right, Lizzie on her left. There were no buttons on the inside of the elevator; it was programmed to move automatically between the main floor and the one below it. When it stopped and the doors slid open, The three women stepped out into the black marble hallway. A variety of sounds greeted them, and as Cara led the way down the hall, the sights glimpsed through the open doorways began to excite her.<br><br>The sounds of whips cracking against flesh preceded whimpers and screams; the rhythmic slapping of flesh on flesh combined with grunts and moans, and the scent of sex and arousal was everywhere. The Amphitheatre, the largest room in the underground area, was filled with Masters and their slaves. Near the entrance was a pretty, young slave displayed on a leather ottoman, her legs spread, ankles bound to it and her ass as high in the air as it could go. Between her spread legs and propped against the ottoman was a sign that said ‘Use Me,’ and from the glistening, reddened flesh of her ass and naked pussy, it was clear that people had been doing just that. <br><br>They walked through the Amphitheatre without pausing, heading to their Master’s private room to begin preparing it and themselves for His arrival. She walked the familiar corridors, feeling more at home here than anywhere else she had ever lived, and stepped into the rooms that had been reserved for her Master’s use.<br><br>Turning, she clasped her hands lightly behind her back, all business now as she watched Lizzie and Katy remove their jackets and hang them up in the small closet next to the door, placed there for specifically that purpose. Like Cara, they were completely naked beneath their leather jackets save for a black leather collar and black stiletto heels that matched Cara’s own red ones. She watched as they turned, Lizzie kneeling off to one side as Katy stood in the center of the room with her feet shoulder-width apart and her fingers clasped behind her head, lifting her hair so she could be fully inspected.<br><br>It was Cara’s job as Alpha Slave to be sure that the other girls maintained themselves to Master’s exacting standards and she circled Katy slowly, examining her in minute detail. All this was done in silence, and the sound of her slow, measured steps seemed to echo slightly. One hand reached out, Cara’s well-manicured fingers gliding down Katy’s spine, testing the smoothness of her skin before both hands firmly gripped the round globes of Katy’s ass and spread them apart. She heard Katy’s indrawn breath and flicked an amused glance up at the back of her head, knowing how she hated having to submit to this nightly inspection of her body. The rivalry between them was strong, but so far, much to Cara’s satisfaction, she had won out; a fact which pleased her to no end. <br><br>Crouching behind the girl, she let her gaze slide across to where Lizzie knelt. The younger slave had her head bowed and her eyes lowered, but Cara could see she was fighting a grin at Katy’s discomfort. It was a source of amusement to them both: to Cara, because of their rivalry, and to Lizzie, because Katy managed to take her frustrations out on her more often than not. Cara prevented what she could, but she couldn’t be everywhere at once. <br><br>Returning her dark gaze to the pink, puckered star of Katy’s anus, she spoke a single word: “Bend.” The command had Katy bending at the hip, and Cara could feel the muscles in her legs and thighs tensing and straining as she maintained her balance. The scent of her wafted under Cara’s nose, a low chuckle escaping as she noted the glistening juices already present. Releasing her grip on one globe of Katy’s backside, she delved her fingers between the girl’s splayed thighs, stroking and caressing every fold and crevasse to be sure she was as smoothly shaved as she should be.<br><br>Satisfied that Katy was well prepared for their Master, she removed her hands, stood up, and dismissed the girl with a tap to her thigh. Katy straightened and moved to the side, kneeling as Lizzie rose for her inspection. Cara circled the younger girl, frowning when she caught Lizzie watching her. “Eyes down,” she admonished, giving a quick nod when Lizzie flushed and swiftly dropped her eyes. Her inspection was followed by a run-through of a few of the lessons Cara had been trying to teach the girl and quizzing her on what to do and not to do on Master’s arrival. <br>Finally satisfied with Lizzie’s progress, she glanced at the clock and then motioned to the girls, listening to them move about, collecting the oil, brush, hair pins and hair ties needed for what was to come next. Her fingers undid the sash of her duster and then lifted to unbutton it, Lizzie moving silently to take over when Cara could no longer reach without bending. Once it was opened, Lizzie got up and moved around behind her to lift it from her shoulders and slide it down her arms. Cara felt the brush of her lips against her shoulder and smiled a little, watching the petite blonde move to the closet to hang her coat.<br><br>A low folding chair was produced and Cara sat down on it, Katy standing behind her and Lizzie already on her knees in front of her, her back to Cara and a brush held up in one hand. Taking the brush, she began to pull it through Lizzie’s honey coloured hair as Katy began to do the same for Cara. Once the younger girl’s hair crackled and shone, hanging in silken waves just past her shoulder blades, Cara handed the brush back to her. Her own hair was being twisted and tugged into the intricate braided design Master preferred by Katy. Cara could tell the girl tried purposely to hurt her, but Cara’s scalp was so tough by now that Katy wasn’t strong enough to cause her pain. Once she was through, Cara inspected her work in a mirror and nodded before turning to watch Lizzie do a simple braid of Katy’s hair.<br><br>When that was done, the two younger women approached Cara, and she poured an amount of unscented baby oil into their cupped palms. Tilting her head back, she sighed softly as their warm hands and the warm oil began to caress her full breasts and chest, enjoying the attention. Cara felt Lizzie press closer against her and she allowed one arm to lift, her hand stroking rhythmically up and down from Lizzie’s lower back to the curve of her pert backside. Lizzie’s soft breath against Cara’s neck had her opening her eyes, and with another glance at the clock, she gently disengaged herself from the younger girl.<br><br>“Positions,” she said, waiting and watching as the other two girls took up their places in the center of the room, their thighs splayed wide as they knelt, their hands pressed, palms out, against the small of their backs. Cara studied them carefully, moving to adjust Lizzie’s posture until she was satisfied that they were identical. Prepared for His arrival, Cara looked around the room to be sure nothing had been missed before taking up her own place in front of the other two girls, her full breasts glistening and slick with oil. Resting her hands on her spread thighs, she arched her back to better present herself to Him and waited, her heart hammering with anticipation as heavy, booted footsteps approached.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>24-03-2010, 04:50:53</strong>
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				William stood in his workshop, looking at the hanging leather creations that surrounded him. The sun was coming down, and it was time to leave this world of toil and go to the one where he could be truly what he was - a Master, a lord over his women. He placed the last clamps on a piece of dark leather, to stretch overnight. It was another custom order from Europe for a vest, and his exquisite work demanded a high price, but it would wait.<br><br>He removed his thick brown gloves, removed the rag he wore around his dark long hair while working, and run a hand through his dark locks as they fell to brush his shoulders. He walked past his more private works in progress. Some were for other Masters and their property, but the most exquisite, the ones that took him the longest, were reserved for his girls. He stopped at the harness he was finishing for Cara, exquisitely interlaced straps of red leather held together by steel rings that revealed everything. It would be a gift for her soon enough.<br><br>His apron and clothes peeled off as he made his way to the back of his studio, stepping into his small apartment he kept there, and then into the shower. The warm water washed away the collections of his days works, sweat, dyes and other chemical. He scrubbed himself thoroughly. His bones ached from the stretching and slicing, his well defined muscles slowly relaxing in the warm water. It would feel good to feel Cara and Katy's hands upon his shoulders, working out those knots. They fought at times, he knew, but he trusted Cara's ability to control the younger woman.<br><br>His thoughts turned to Lizzie, the sweet young pixie of his. He smiled. She has so much to learn, but her errors come from eagerness or inexperience, not any rebellion. But he still had to test her, to punish her. Steel sharpens steel, after all. And with him as the hammer and Cara as the anvil, they'd forge Lizzie into a fine specimen.<br><br>He stepped out of the shower, toweling himself off, and walked over to the oak wardrobe he kept in the back. He opened up the double doors and began to dress, many of his clothes his own exquisite creations. He put on a red silk shirt this evening, then a black leather vest with metal rings at either side, perfect for hanging a leash or whip through. He slipped on exquisitely rough leather pants, sewn together from a thousand scraps from his workshop, given it a savage look. And then the high leather riding boots.<br><br>He stepped out of the back, looking a whole new man, elegant yet frightening. He paused, taking a handmade leash of interwoven red and black from his private collection, a new toy to add to his collection already in his chambers. But he had so many of his creations already in the Club, not only in his chambers but throughout - paddles, restraints, whips, corsets, collars. He was the great dealer of pleasure and pain in the Club, and he reveled in it. Men of power came to him for his creations, people he saw on television during the day, asking, nearly pleading, for a piece to be fitted into his tight schedule.<br><br>He walked outside and got into his car, a gift from another Master at the Club. He sank into the leather seats and drove, parking in the exclusive lot behind the Club's unassuming exterior. He stepped out into the night air and smiled, as he walked in. He stepped through the double doors as the doormen opened them for him, through the lobby that his little Cara, Katy and Lizzie had stepped through not half an hour before, and took him down.<br><br>"Home at last," he thought, stepping into the club proper. He walked through the black marble halls, slaves on errands meekly getting out of his way. He stopped, casting a glance as Master Gregory's slave tied up to be used on that leather ottoman. Presently, one of the newly initiated Masters was having her for his own. He smirked, remembering those days, before he had a slave of his own, making use of the offering girls or going into the Red Room where Masters sent their owned women to be used by groups of men at once.<br><br>But that was almost seven years ago. His stable of slaves had grown from the first, Cara, to finally Katy and his newest acquisition, Lizzie. Cara was a fresh slave, newly initiated into the Club and put on public auction. The auctions of the newest flesh were lucrative for the establishment, and paid for all that he saw. But he had saved dozens of commissions for the purpose of acquiring a girl of his own, and had won Cara for his own amongst the shouting in the Amphitheater. He remember commenting on her short hair and how that would have to change. How much it had changed now.<br><br>Finally, navigating the rooms, resisting the temptation of offering girls sitting kneeling in the common rooms, several of them arching their backs seductively as he walked past in hopes of gaining his attention, he came to the door to his private chambers, another luxury that he gained through his skills. There was no set hierarchy amongst the Masters of the Club, but those who afforded private quarters were certainly a class above the rest.<br><br>He slowly pushed the sliding door open and stepped inside, seeing his little ones perfectly arrayed.<br><br>"Good evening, sluts," he said, walking over to Cara and caressing her cheek as she looked up at him. She was the only one allowed to when he first entered the room each evening, "Is everything in order?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnight diamond</strong> on <strong>24-03-2010, 05:32:01</strong>
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				The sliding doors opened, and before Cara raised her eyes, she saw a pair of booted feet that she would recognize anywhere. Her heart skipped a beat, her eyes taking Him in inch by inch as her breath caught in her throat. He had always affected her this way, ever since the first time she'd seen Him walking towards the stage to collect her after she'd been auctioned off. She smiled as He caressed her cheek, leaning forward and turning her face into His palm, her lips brushing against it as she murmured softly, "Welcome home, Master. Cara and her sisters have been prepared and inspected as You have ordered, and this one hopes Master's day was pleasant."<br><br>She could hardly take her eyes from Him, but she forced herself to do so, flicking a glance towards Katy and Lizzie, both of whom were to keep there eyes lowered and their mouths closed until ordered otherwise. Katy was behaving herself, but as Cara turned her eyes to Lizzie, she saw the younger girl flick her eyes upwards for a few brief moments, her curiosity getting the better of her. Cara bit the inside of her lip and looked quickly back up at her Master, wondering if He'd caught the momentary lapse in obedience.
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				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>24-03-2010, 05:41:47</strong>
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				The slightest look from him, and she knows it was caught. He turned his eyes to Lizzie, who cast her eyes down forcefully now, as he retracted his petting hand from Cara.<br><br>"Lizzie, what are you to do when Master comes in for the first time?"<br><br>He listened to her meek reply, "Look down until told to do otherwise, Master."<br><br>"And did you do that?"<br><br>Cara could hear her choke a little, "No, Master."<br><br>He turned to look down at Cara, taking her chin in his hand to make her look into his eyes, "The whipping position, for both of you."<br><br>He gestured to the wooden bar that was sit into the back wall, big enough for both of them to grip, "Katy, you may look up and bring me my paddle. The brown one with the heart shaped holes."<br><br>"And Cara, please educate Lizzie as to why you are being whipped as well."
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				Post by: <strong>midnight diamond</strong> on <strong>24-03-2010, 06:31:38</strong>
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				She looked up at Him as he cupped her chin, her eyes lowering in obeisance before turning a disappointed, accusatory gaze on Lizzie. Katy had already risen in order to fetch the paddle He had asked for, no doubt enjoying the thought of her two sisters being punished so soon after the Master's arrival. Cara, wanting to argue her punishment but not daring to, simply reached up to take hold of His hand, kissing it tenderly as she murmured, "Yes, Master."<br><br>Moving to the back wall, she reached up to wrap her fingers around the smooth, sanded and polished wood of the bar. A quick glance at Lizzie showed the younger girl reaching up to do the same, tears already shining on her cheeks.<br><br>"Cara is being punished," she said clearly to Lizzie, making sure Master could hear, "because she failed in giving Lizzie sufficient training regarding Master's arrival and caused her to disobey by lifting her eyes when she should not have done so." Pausing for a moment, she added, "This one is very sorry, Master. She hopes to be deserving of Your forgiveness."
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				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>24-03-2010, 06:36:45</strong>
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				"With each strike, you will say you are sorry, both of you."<br><br>He takes the handle from Katy, who dutifully kneels across the room from the two of them, though she makes sure she has an excellent view. The paddle is broad, but has holes the shape of hearts cut into it, making sure it leaves a lovely pattern when it hits.<br><br>"I do this to improve you both. I hope you will learn from it."<br><br>He could easily a break a bone with those firm arms of his, but he is a dutiful and able master, and strikes just hard enough to leave stretches of red on the skin, the reinforced leather of the paddle making a delightful noise. He spanks Lizzie than Cara, one then the other, until fifteen strikes each land on their beautiful buttocks. He hands the paddle to Katy, who bows dutifully in accepting it and puts it in its place.
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				Post by: <strong>midnight diamond</strong> on <strong>24-03-2010, 10:05:23</strong>
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				Cara willed herself to relax, letting her eyes drift closed as she took a deep breath in through her nose, exhaling slowly from her mouth. At the first few blows, she winces, repeating after each blow, "This slave is sorry, Master."<br><br>The blows continue, her hips beginning to rock forward slightly with the momentum of the swats, and soft moans and whimpers fill the room, mingling with the sound of leather and wood striking bare flesh and the trembling apologies spoken clearly after each blow. Cara's fingers tightened their grip on the wooden bar, her ass tingling and throbbing painfully, the sting of the paddle sending sparks of arousal through her body along with the pain. By the time He was finished, she was trembling, her eyes were wet with tears, her pussy glistening with arousal and her nipples were taut, begging for attention. She stood there, her fingers tightly grasping the bar over her head, and waited for the word that would allow her to move again.
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				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>24-03-2010, 13:51:28</strong>
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				Master William stepped slowly over to the two slaves that still gripped the bar tightly, as they would until they were ordered otherwise. He ran a hand down each of their sides at once, and felt the moistness that now dripped between their legs. He pressed a single finger into both Lizzie and Cara' sex, pumping it in and out only once, then pushed it into their mouths for them to suck clean. Lizzie hesitated in a way Cara never would. The poor little blonde was prone to entering that trance like state of pleasure easily when Master was exacting his punishment. He let it go, for her mouth and tongue was cleaning his finger of her juices quickly enough.<br><br>"You are both forgiven for your transgression. Now, let us see if Lizzie's other training has been adequate. Cara, take her to the bed and chain her arms so she lies belly up."<br><br>His voice takes on that sinister air that they all love so much. Each woman in the room knew the exacting perfection he demanded when this mood took him, and it was all the more arousing for it.<br><br>"Katy, come here and undress me. And then prepare me to rape your sister with your mouth. Cara, come join her when you are done preparing Lizzie."
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				Post by: <strong>midnight diamond</strong> on <strong>24-03-2010, 22:49:17</strong>
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				Cara's head tilted back, a shudder wracking her frame as His hand, so large and hot and rough against her soft skin, ran along her side. Her lips parted around a sultry moan as His finger delved into her molten core, her inner muscles gripping it eagerly even as it slid out of her again. She allowed herself a small whimper, acutely aware of the tingling, throbbing heat of her backside as He thrust His glistening finger past her parted lips. She closed her lips around His finger, the taste of her own arousal filling her mouth as she eagerly suckled at His digit, her tongue swirling and lapping at Him until all she could taste was the delicious, slightly salty flavour of His skin. <br><br>At His words, Cara felt herself shudder again, the warmth of His forgiveness doing much to soothe the stinging heat of her backside. Releasing her tight grip on the bar, she thrilled at the change in His voice and guided the trembling, slightly dazed Lizzie towards the large bed on one side of the room. Easing the shorter girl onto the bed, Cara lifted the padded leather restraints attached to the wall above the very center of the bed. Lizzie's arms were already lifting above her head and Cara smiled at the girl's eagerness. <br><br>"Remember your positions, little sister," she murmured, glancing down to see Lizzie watching her, nodding at Cara's words as her wrists were secured in the cuffs. "Show Master what a good, obedient girl you are and it will benefit us both," Cara added in a whisper, bending to kiss Lizzie's soft lips to wish her luck. Moving off the bed, she watched as Lizzie lifted her knees, spreading her thighs wide and exposing the smooth, glistening, soft pink folds of her sex. Seeing that she was ready and confident she would remain in that position until otherwise ordered, Cara turned away from the bed to walk towards Master.<br><br>Katy was already on her knees before Him, her red head bobbing rhythmically as she sucked enthusiastically at His length. Approaching, Cara smiled at Master and slipped gracefully to her knees. Katy, unwilling to move aside immediately, received a sharp, painful pinch from Cara before she lifted her head, shooting her a dirty look as she shifted to kneel opposite Cara, the Master's cock jutting proudly between them. She felt Master's hand rest on her head and subtly arched a brow at Katy as she leaned in, her mouth opening against the side of His shaft. It was something they had done countless times before, and they both knew what to do.<br><br>Katy placed her mouth against Him, directly across from Cara's, and they began to move in tandem, their tongues flicking and swirling against His thick, veined shaft. The taste of Him drew a moan from Cara as she eagerly laved her tongue against Him before taking Him deep into her mouth, priding herself on the fact that she was the only one of the three of them able to accept every inch of Him into her mouth and throat without struggle; even Katy still struggled with it, no matter how many times she tried to master it. <br><br>As Cara took Him into her mouth and throat, Katy lowered her head, centering her attention on his balls. Cara heard Him groan and shivered slightly at the sound of His pleasure. After a few short minutes of sucking, Cara lifted her head, the taste of Him filling her mouth as she and Katy returned to their mutual licking and suckling of his shaft, their open mouths meeting over the head of His cock and their tongues brushing as they prepared Him to take their younger sister.
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				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 02:40:13</strong>
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				He watched them bob and suck upon his shaft, and looks at the obedient Lizzie laying with her legs spread and knees up on the wide circular bed in his chamber. This was what it was to be alive, to be a true Man, a true Master. Finally, reluctantly, for he had promised to test Lizzie's skills rather than cum on his two darling senior slave's faces, he pushed them away. There would time for that later.<br><br>"Cara, lay down besides Lizzie and advise her should she need it. You may touch as well as I take her. Katy, you as well, encourage the nervous young one."<br><br>He says, walking between the two kneeling nude women, and approaching the bed. He could see the nervousness in Lizzie, the way her breath quivered and made her petite and firm young breasts flutter, as she eyed the thick strong manhood, glistening with sweat, between his legs.<br><br>"If you are a good little whore, Lizzie, I might let you kiss me."<br><br>He knelt down on the bed, moving his agile and strong body slowly toward her, until his defined arms were on either side of the poor girl, and he thrust into her, making her chains rattle and looking down into Lizzie's eyes with his own penetrating ones. He pulls out completely, then thrusts into her again. Then again the same. Finally, he stays in her, keeping a steady rhythm.<br><br>"Cara... Katy... her breasts need some attention. Provide it with your hands," he says, his own arms propping himself up so he hovers over her, his long hair whispering around his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnight diamond</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 03:00:01</strong>
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				When He pushed them away at last, Cara caught the sullen pout on Katy's face and gave her a warning look as Master walked to the bed. Before the other girl could respond in any way, Cara rose, her hips and ass swaying as she moved to join Master and Lizzie on the bed. After a moment or two, she heard Katy follow. She climbed onto the bed just in time to see Master's glistening cock thrust deep into Lizzie's waiting sex, drawing a breathless gasp from the young slave. At His second thrust, she whimpered, and Cara's hand reached between their bodies, her soft hand cupping the girl's smaller breast, pinching and tugging at her nipple until she arched.<br><br>Katy reached out to do the same, her face still somewhat pouty. Cara wouldn't warn her again; Katy had always struggled with jealousy, which often got her more severe punishments. Master did not approve of pouting, and Katy had been punished many times for it over the years. She knew the consequences, should He notice. Lizzie's lithe, petite frame lifted and fell in time with His thrusts, Cara's mouth at her ear, whispering encouragement and praise when she drew moans from Him and pushing her to roll her hips up when He thrust down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 03:11:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A lovely sheen of sweat glowed off of Lizzie, as she whimpered and moaned beneath him, "You may kiss me, little one." He said, and Lizzie sprung upward, closing her eyes and seizing his lips with hers, lavishing him with adoring kisses. He kissed her back, but through it, Cara saw his eyes looking at her instead, looking through her and into her in the way that made her shiver. It was an approving look, telling her she had done well with her sister.<br><br>Finally, and only she could tell this, he was approaching his climax, and he pushed Lizzie down and away from him, and thrust into once, very deep. "Cum, Lizzie, as loud as you wish."<br><br>Lizzie complied, struggling against the chains and arching her back, pressing her breasts into the hands of her sisters. What the young slave missed in discipline, she made up for in enthusiasm. Leaving her still twitching, he pulled out of her quickly, his hand seizing his hard shaft and pumping it steadily as he brought Cara's willing head to his shaft. The first of every evening was hers, in some way. It was his gift to her for being his first slave, his head slave, the one who prepared his lovely girls for him every night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnight diamond</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 03:26:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cara smiled at her Master, the warmth and approval in His gaze thrilling and arousing her. Lizzie's squeals and loud moans as she came were rewarded with soft kisses and whispered words of praise from Cara, Katy still somewhat detached, looking envious and sullen on Lizzie's other side. As He guided Cara's head to His glistening cock, she shot Katy a slight frown before turning her full attention to Him.<br><br>Her lips wrapped around His shaft as He guided her forward, a moan of delight sounding in her throat as she tasted Lizzie's cum coating His throbbing length. She gazed up at Him as she suckled and slurped, all of her devotion and adoration shining in her hazel eyes. Cara's head bobbed, lewd sucking and slurping noises emanating from her mouth as she waited to accept the first taste of His cum.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 03:33:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He lets his head rock back as he knelt on the soft bed, his lovely Cara bobbing on his member. He reached down, taking a hold of her braid and using it as a handle to guide her up and down. He loved doing that, and he knew loved it as well. He reached around, caressing Katy's hair gently, to try and quiet her jealousy a bit.<br><br>He lets go of Katy's hair, then goes back to looking down at the adoring Cara, his first and beloved girl. And he closes his eyes, and pours himself into her eagerly awaiting mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnight diamond</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 04:07:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Everything faded into the background as He took hold of her braid, her body completely relaxing as she allowed Him to guide her up and down. Lizzie's cum and His precum filled her mouth, saliva trickling down her chin and her full breasts swaying. She felt Him throb in her mouth and a jet of his hot, thick cum spurts into her hungry mouth, filling it up. She moaned and gulped, swallowing His seed as He gifted her to the first taste of Him, as He did every night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 04:18:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Katy, get your mouth to Lizzie and clean her. When you are done, unchain her," he said, and watched as Katy moved down between Lizzie's legs. He had noticed all those pouts and little looks. Maybe that would humble you a little, Katy. You are such a firebrand in bed and such a talented young girl, it is too bad you keep thinking of things as 'yours' here. She would only be happy as the sole slave of some master, keeping him tucked away in his chambers all the time away from all others, but then, what kind of Master would that be? Not much of one.<br><br>He felt the tension in his shoulders still form the day, and proceeded to lay down on the vast bed face down, "Cara, do your magic."<br><br>She was always a talented masseuse. In fact, before he even took her the first time, she had given him a massage. A simple thing, to ease the tension between newly bought and initiated Cara, and a secretly nervous Master.<br><br>"Is there anything you or the others wished to do tonight, little one?" he asked Cara, as he spied Katy wiping her mouth and undoing Lizzie's bonds. The two girls got up dutifully and went to kneel at the edge of the room, as they always were told to when Master did not request anything of them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnight diamond</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 04:45:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled brightly as He stretched out on the bed, pillowing His head on His folded arms, Cara moving to grab the bottle of massage oil that sat in a small warming pan next to the bed. Shifting, she straddled the backs of His thighs and poured some oil into the palm of one hand, preparing to soothe her Master's aches and ease the tension that was always present in His shoulders when He arrived each night.<br><br>Cara loved this semi-private time with Master; she knew He appreciated her talent for massage and the fact that she was the only one He ever asked was a source of pride for her. Working the warm oil over her palms, she lowered her hands to His back, gliding them from the base of His spine up to His shoulders and back down again, doing this several times to work the oil all over His back before focusing on the tension she felt in His shoulders.<br><br>"Nothing in particular, Master," Cara murmured softly, "this one is content to serve You in whatever capacity You wish. Master knows what Cara likes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 05:00:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He feels the tension melt away. Only Cara can do this to him, his muscles turning into jelly under her touch. She knew all the right places. His days of stretching hide and impressing leather take their toll on him, and this is the best, to him the only, way to relive it. He makes small contented noises as she does so.<br><br>"Master Gregory has asked that I join him in his chambers later for a drink. No doubt he wants something special made and wishes to ply me with some sweet bottle of something before making the question known," he was thinking out loud to a certain extent. He allowed himself to do so during these quiet moments together. Then he turns his head, his eyes closed but speaking in the direction of the two kneeling slaves, "Lizzie, go to Master Gregory's chambers and tell him we will be there within half an hour."<br><br>He slumps back again, closing his eyes, "After that, perhaps a visit to Heaven is in order."<br><br>Heaven was the part of the Club reserved for relaxation and for slaves to perform their talents before Masters. Amongst the ranks of the slaves of the Club were artists, musicians and dancers of world renown, and their Masters were ones to let their property show off. A trip to Heaven was something of a treat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnight diamond</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 22:18:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cara smiled at the noises He made as she kneaded and massaged his back and neck, a soft giggle escaping as he mentioned Master Gregory. Bending, the tips of her breasts brushed against His shoulder blades as she dared to dip her head, her soft mouth pressing light, adoring kisses along the curve of His neck. "Your work is much in demand, Master," she murmured softly, her hands and expert fingers continuing their work down his back, "but this one does not blame Master Gregory or anyone else for wanting the very best."<br><br>Hearing Lizzie's quiet affirmative response, she turned to smile at the younger girl as she left the room, leaving Katy watching them enviously. Turning back to Master, she wiggled down a little lower, letting out a soft sigh as her full breasts slid over His back. She rocked a little, her oiled breasts gliding easily over His body as her nipples hardened at the contact, and wondered just how long He would allow her to enjoy herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>26-03-2010, 01:17:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled. He knew he owned her and she would do or say anything to please him, as she had done a thousand times, but he could tell she meant what she said about him being the best. He had made so much for her, though she still loved her collar the most and the leather coat she wore over her nude body night after night. She was his red girl, his first and most trusted, and the colors of her collar and everything else she wore for him showed it proudly.<br><br>He let her have her fun for a while, brushing her hard nipples against his back, until he rolled over underneath her, holding her steady by grabbing her waist. She could feel his hard shaft brush against her buttocks as he did so.<br><br>"Ride me, Cara," he ordered simply. Another of her privileges, she was the only one allowed to have him on top, though perhaps just so he could watch her magnificent breasts rise and fall with her motions, and so he could torture them as he will.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnight diamond</strong> on <strong>26-03-2010, 02:30:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her breath caught as He rolled over, His large hands gripping her bare waist. She could feel His arousal against the round, reddened cheeks of her backside and smiled down at Him, her hand slipping down between their bodies. Her soft, warm fingers curled around His shaft as she lifted her hips, guiding Him to her slick, ready entrance. Licking her lips, she pushed herself down with a groan, shuddering in pleasure as He filled and stretched her.<br><br>Tilting her head back, she began to move, rolling her hips forward and then lifting up, pulling back and then dropping down, rocking in a vertical, circular motion. Her breasts swayed and bounced, her soft, creamy flesh glistening with the oil that had been worked into it, and she reached back as she moved, bracing her hands against His thighs and exposing herself completely to Him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>27-03-2010, 04:26:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He took a slow deliberate breath as she took his shaft into her carefully manicured hands and lowered herself onto it. He laid there for a moment, just taking in the sight of her riding him, able to watch his member slide in and out of her shaved sex as she leaned back. He loved the look of her heavy oiled breasts bouncing with every slow deliberate thrust into her body, and the sound of that the rings in her collar made as she moved up and down on him.<br><br>He released his hands from her waist and slowly glide them up her navel and to her breasts. They were slick with oil still, their natural flesh sliding between his hands delicious as she moved, and then he pinched them harshly.<br><br>"Katy..." he said, then groaned a little, "...the clamps and chain, now..."<br><br>Katy got up and dutifully came over with the small clamps joined by a chain, and dutifully went back to kneeling when he took them, a jealous look flashing across her face as she watched Cara pounding into his cock.<br><br>"Be still," he commanded, and halfway up his shaft, she had no choice but to stay there, her thighs complaining at being held at midpoint. He reached up, attaching one clamp to one nipple, and then the other. The heavy chain pulled on both at once just slightly.<br><br>He then hooked his finger around the chain, and whispered, "Continue."<br><br>It was delicious to watch both of her nipples being pulled at once, anchored to one point, every thrust up accompanied by a sharp but wonderful pain.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnight diamond</strong> on <strong>30-03-2010, 23:50:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She adored this, her soft moans and sighs filling the chamber as she rode Him the way she knew He loved, her breasts swaying and bouncing, still glistening with oil. When He called for the clamps, Cara whimpered softly, gasping and trembling as she strained to hold perfectly still while He fastened them into place. The initial pinch of each clamp had her biting her lip, and she watched Him as he sent her back into motion, soft yelps and whimpers of pain joining her moans of pleasure as the clamps and chain pulled sharply on her nipples.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>31-03-2010, 02:24:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leans back, letting her thrust up and down on him, watching her nipples stretch out slowly move back. He thrills at the sound of her gasps as she pounds into his thick member. His other hand reaches around her, running his hands down the small of her back then his fingers drifting over the delicious swell of her rear. He smiles up at his beautiful one, his owned one, the one he can play like an instrument should he choose, controlling every gasp and whimper.<br><br>His finger probes around her tight clean anus, her up and down motions massaging the tight entrance, until he works the tip in, sending a shudder through her as his shaft fulls her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnight diamond</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 22:17:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The added sensation of His finger probing her anus draws a squeal from her lips, Cara's hands clutching His shoulders as she continued the frantic, eager movements of her hips. Her body was trembling from the intense mix of pain and pleasure, her nipples raw and burning with each tug of the clamps. She cried out, nearly sobbing in pleasure as she gazed down at Him, her eyes dark and shining.<br><br>"Oh! Oh, Master, please! This slut wishes to cum for You!" she panted, the wet slapping of her body against His filling the room. She was lost in the sensations, forgetting everything around her but Him, and her entire body tightened, struggling to hold back the tidal wave of ecstasy that threatened to crash over her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: When the Sun Goes Down (PrimalChaos &amp; midnight_diamond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrimalChaos</strong> on <strong>15-04-2010, 04:23:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles up at her, as those begging words erupt from her lips. He lets go of the chain, then takes each of her breasts in his hands, his thumb wrapping under them as he squeezes them slowly. His hips begin to thrust hard and fast into her, the bed thumping with his effort, as he takes her hard and deep.<br><br>He groans, as she begs, then suddenly presses deep inside of her, seizing her neck and pulling her down to look him in the eyes. He growls through clenched teeth, "Cum, slut!"<br><br>He thrusts one more time, then pours his seed deep into her, filling her with that wonderful warm feeling.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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