Looking for a Master
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Human Solos =&gt; Topic started by: Katrina on 12-09-2010, 02:24:13</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 02:24:13</strong>
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				Jasmine glanced around the club.&nbsp; She felt a little out of place as many were there obviously with someone.&nbsp; She moved to the dance floor and swayed her hips to the beat of the music.&nbsp; <br><br>She was dressed in a short black dress that was tight on the top and the bottom was flared.&nbsp; She wore fishnet stocking and a pair of black heels.<br><br>Her long brown hair was pulled up off her neck and what makeup she wore wasn't over done but accented her eyes and lips.&nbsp; She gazed about as she danced.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 05:38:18</strong>
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				The dance floor was crowded, with the gyrating masses grinding together in their leather, latex, and cloth outfits.&nbsp; The music was heavy, with a thumping bass and a tempo that gave the dancers something to time their rhythm to.&nbsp; He watched from the balcony section of the fetish club, leaning over the brass railing and watching with dark eyes that were filled with a passing amusement. He was dressed in a black silk suit, with a blood red tie.&nbsp; The masses below were all claimed to one and another and here he was, dark and handsome, and alone.&nbsp; He was new to this as well, coming into the lifestyle of a dominant after a nasty divorce with a woman he had hoped to spend the rest of his life with.<br><br>Having no control before had pushed him over the edge and now, he wanted to control everything about the next woman he laid his attentions on.&nbsp; <br><br>His gaze passed over a lithe, beautiful woman dancing to the beat of the music, adorned with no collar.&nbsp; He smiled, making his way down to the dance floor and coming in close to her.&nbsp; He danced with her, his body close to hers.&nbsp; He leaned forward, whispering.&nbsp; <br><br>"You are unclaimed?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 14:10:05</strong>
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				Her heart seemed to skip a beat as he spoke and she gazed up at him.&nbsp; He towered over her, nearly a foot taller than she was.&nbsp; Her eyes lowered slightly and she nodded.&nbsp; He was certainly handsome and she wondered why he didn't already have a pet of his own.<br><br>"I came here hoping to..." she paused mid sentence. "looking for a master..." She finished the sentence a bit quieter than she'd started it.&nbsp; The whole time she didn't stop dancing with him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 16:35:39</strong>
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				He chuckled softly, one hand raising to touch her hair and then the pale skin of her cheeks.&nbsp; She was a lovely little thing and he in turn was surprised that she didn't have a master already.<br><br>"Well, you have found one.&nbsp; What do you offer as a slave?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 18:29:36</strong>
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				She trembled lightly as his hand brushed her cheek.&nbsp; She gazed up at him again and spoke softly.&nbsp; "Myself completely...my loyalty...anything you'd wish...master."&nbsp; It seemed like everyone else had disappeared in that moment as her complete attention was on him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 18:37:03</strong>
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				"Then, you offer one thing that I ask for.&nbsp; Come with me."<br><br>He took her hand and led her further into the club, towards the darkened, private rooms that were rented out to those who wished to conduct affairs away from the prying eyes of the general populace.&nbsp; He paid the grinning male attendant and pulled Jasmine into the small room, which had only one bed and a small pair of chairs.<br><br>He sat on the edge of the bed, taking out a cigarette and lighting it.<br><br>"Tell me more about yourself. I'd like to know who and what I'm investing my time in.&nbsp; What are some of your interests, skills, have you any education?&nbsp; Tell me everything."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 18:55:35</strong>
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				Her heart began to race as he led her to one of the private rooms.&nbsp; She'd never been in one before and didn't know what to expect.&nbsp; She took a seat in one of the chairs across from him.<br><br>"My name is Jasmine James.&nbsp; I'm 20 and I attend the community college here in town.&nbsp; I'm majoring in computers and I'm quite good.&nbsp; I am an only child but at this time I have no family of my own.&nbsp; My mom died a year and a half ago and she too was an only child.&nbsp; My grandparents died before I was born.&nbsp; I've never met my...sperm donor.&nbsp; He ran out on mom after she got pregnant with me.<br><br>I also work part time as a waitress and that pays the rent for my small apartment.&nbsp; I'm saving for a better place in a better part of town."<br><br>Her eyes never left him as she spoke, but they were somewhat lowered as to show him respect.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 19:04:20</strong>
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				He cocked his head to the side as she rambled off her life's story.&nbsp; His brow furrowed and he leaned back in the chair, crossing his arms.<br><br>"Jasmine James... that sounds like a fake alias if I've ever heard one.&nbsp; This is not a game, little girl.&nbsp; I don't give a shit about your grandparents or your family, I want to know what things you possess that make you attractive to a master.&nbsp; You are good at computers... well, that might come in useful.&nbsp; But can you suck cock well?&nbsp; Have you been with a man before?&nbsp; A woman perhaps?&nbsp; These are the things that matter.&nbsp; If I choose you, you won't have time for yourself any more, just me.&nbsp; Understand?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 19:12:02</strong>
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				She jumped slightly.&nbsp; "You...you asked me to tell you...everything...." her voice was timid.&nbsp; She shook her head some. "I...I'm a virgin..." she whispered and her cheeks burned as she blushed.&nbsp; "I've never done any of those things..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 19:55:41</strong>
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				He shook his head, his disapproval becoming more apparent.<br><br>"Do you even know what this place is then?&nbsp; You have no experience yet you are here? Is this a joke?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 22:21:35</strong>
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				She sighed some.&nbsp; "I know its a fetish club.&nbsp; Just because I have no experience doesn't make me completely clueless.&nbsp; I'm curious about...things.&nbsp; Things I've read about in erotica," she answered him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 22:43:01</strong>
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				"Well, aren't you the cutest little kink-tourist?"<br><br>He laughed softly but shook his head.&nbsp; <br><br>"Fine then, you want to be told what to do and when to do it?&nbsp; Strip, nice and slow, right now." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 22:57:20</strong>
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				She blinked and stared at him a moment.&nbsp; She could still hear the music pulsating through the thick walls of the room.&nbsp; She took a deep breath and slowly stood.&nbsp; She swayed her hips a bit as she reached behind her and slowly unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor.&nbsp; She stepped out of it and stooped down to pick it up and she laid it in the chair.<br><br>She wasn't sure how far he wanted her to strip as for now she was dressed in a black lace bra, black gstring and her fishnets and heels.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 23:14:46</strong>
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				He nodded his approval as her semi nude body came into view.&nbsp; She was an unblemished, pale beauty whose body he certainly could be aroused by.&nbsp; He grinned, standing up and beginning to walk around her in slow circles, like a predator stalking its prey.<br><br>"A good start then, Jasmine.&nbsp; You can call me Master.&nbsp; My real name is of no importance to you, understand?"<br><br>He ran his hands over her upper back, pushing the bra straps from her shoulders.<br><br>"Step out of your heels."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 23:18:09</strong>
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				Her eyes watched him as he moved and she shivered lightly at his touch.&nbsp; "Yes Master..." she spoke softly.&nbsp; She stepped out of her heels and stood in her bare feet.&nbsp; Out of her heels she was a good 3 inches shorter than she had been and now stood at an even 5 feet.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 23:27:25</strong>
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				"My, aren't you a small little thing?&nbsp; The perfect height..."<br><br>His hands roamed over the clasp of her bra and he unfastened it, pulling the lacy fabric away from her ample breasts.&nbsp; He tossed it on to the chair with the rest of her clothing.<br><br>"The panties.&nbsp; I wish to see everything I'm investing my time into."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 23:33:06</strong>
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				Her nipples hardened in the coolness of the room and she trembled lightly.&nbsp; She'd wore thigh highs so her gstring was easy to remove and she took a deep breath knowing there was no turning back now.&nbsp; "Yes, master," she whispered.&nbsp; She pulled them down and stepped out of them.&nbsp; <br><br>Her womanhood was neatly trimmed and she kept her eyes lowered as she blushed at being naked before him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 23:41:19</strong>
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				He stopped just in front of her, his hands going through the rich, dark coils of her long hair.&nbsp; She was a gorgeous creature, innocent and naive.&nbsp; He was going to enjoy breaking her into this life style.<br><br>"Before I accept you and collar you, I want to lay down some rules and you are welcome to add whatever stipulations you wish.&nbsp; That is how this works: You and I come to an agreement, a life style choice that will be enjoyable for us both.&nbsp; Before I lay forth my rules, what ones, if any, do you have?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 23:45:59</strong>
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				She purred a bit at his touch.&nbsp; He wanted her opinion?&nbsp; She hadn't expected that.<br><br>"I..I only want to be with you master...I've...well, I've read where some master's make their slaves service others...I...I do not wish to do that," she spoke timidly, almost afraid.&nbsp; This lifestyle while it excited her, the unknown part, scared her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 23:51:27</strong>
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				The hesitation in her voice made his eyes narrow but her words were enough to make him still consider keeping her for his own.&nbsp; She was new this, incredibly so, so he would guide her with a soft yet firm hand.<br><br>"Then, you will only service me.&nbsp; You will be the only slave in my household and I will care for you, as long as you follow my every command without question.&nbsp; I will control every aspect of your life, save for those bodily functions that you have no control over.&nbsp; That is your business and I do not wish to be a part of it.&nbsp; You will keep yourself clean at all times, showering at least once a day.&nbsp; You will dress how I see fit or be naked at my whim.&nbsp; You will always wear the collar I give you, as well some form of hosiery.&nbsp; I enjoy thigh highs and hose immensely.&nbsp; Do you accept these rules?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 23:54:22</strong>
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				She nodded to him.&nbsp; "Yes master," she spoke with a little more confidence.&nbsp; "May I finish my schooling?"She asked softly.&nbsp; By his words she assumed she'd live with him and the only thing of value she had at her apartment was her kitten, Tiger.&nbsp; "And I do have one more question if you will allow it, master."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 00:13:29</strong>
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				He nodded, glad that she was attempting to educate herself despite her apparent lack of worldliness and experience.&nbsp; At the mention of another question, he crossed his arms with a faint scowl on his face.<br><br>"Well, speak it.&nbsp; I'm eager to begin my training of you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 00:16:44</strong>
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				"I'm assuming I'll be living with you and the only thing of value in my apartment other than my laptop and school books is my kitten...May I keep him...please Master?" she asked
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 00:30:48</strong>
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				He sighed, but nodded.&nbsp; She could have her own companion and pet, since he was getting one in return.<br><br>"Yes, you may bring those things.&nbsp; It will your job to clean up after it and to keep it.&nbsp; And bring what clothing you have with you as well, I will go through it and pick out what you might keep and not."<br><br>He then took a moment to run his eyes over her body, then his hands to explore her mouth, her ass, her vagina.&nbsp; She was a beautiful woman, unsoiled and unblemished.&nbsp; Yes, she would do.<br><br>"Do you wish for me to collar you then?"&nbsp; He pulled out a simple black leather collar with a name plate that read "Vincent's". 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 01:05:59</strong>
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				She smiled some to him that he was letting her keep her kitten and didn't get angry at her for asking.&nbsp; She nodded about taking care of him and bringing her clothing.&nbsp; <br><br>Most of what she owned was typical college student apparel.&nbsp; Jeans, t-shirts, college sweatshirts, a trench coat as it was starting to get cooler out.&nbsp; She had a couple pairs of heels, a pair of black boots, and a pair of sneakers.<br><br>She gazed at the collar and noticed the name plate.&nbsp; So, his name was Vincent.&nbsp; It was a nice name.&nbsp; A strong name.&nbsp; She lifted her eyes and nodded. "Yes, please, master."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 01:47:58</strong>
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				He slipped the leather collar around her neck, being mindful to clasp it tightly, but not too tightly, shut.&nbsp; The name plate jingled a bit as his hands brushed aside her hair and his hands cupped her cheeks, locking her eyes with his own hazel ones.<br><br>"Then, I claim you.&nbsp; You are my slave, until I see fit to dismiss you.&nbsp; Please me and that will never happen.&nbsp; Now get on your knees and please your Master."<br><br>With that, his hands went to his belt and he undid his pants, pulling out his semi-hard member, awaiting her pouty lips. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 01:54:55</strong>
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				She gazed up at him and sank slowly to her knees.&nbsp; She was glad she at least sort of knew what to do by all the erotica she'd read.&nbsp; She reached up hesitantly with her hands and stroked him a couple times before sucking the head of his manhood into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it while one of her hands stroked him and the other massaged his balls lightly.<br><br>Little by little she'd take more of him into her mouth until she reached her gag reflex and she pulled back a little, yet, she continued to lick and stroke him.&nbsp; She wanted to please him, and she hoped she was.&nbsp; She was very new to all of this.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 02:40:34</strong>
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				His cock throbbed in her hot little mouth, as she worked it over with enough skill to please him.&nbsp; Certainly she had seen enough to know how to do it properly, since she went through all the motions quite nicely.&nbsp; The feel of her soft little hands against his balls felt wonderful and her flickering tongue, combined with the velvety confines of her mouth, brought him close to orgasm almost immediately.&nbsp; Hie hands clamped down on both sides of her head as he started to rock his hips against her orifice, face fucking her.<br><br>She could feel his balls tighten suddenly as he came, hard.&nbsp; His seed filled her mouth and he ran two fingers alongside of her cheeks, making sure she didn't spit it out.<br><br>"Swallow."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 02:43:33</strong>
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				She nearly panicked as she felt her mouth fill with his cum and she swallowed, partly to keep from choking but partly to please him as well.&nbsp; She continued sucking softly licking his shaft clean as he held her in place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 03:04:35</strong>
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				He pulled his cock from her mouth and put it back in his pants.&nbsp; He grinned at her, nodding.<br><br>"You suck cock rather well.&nbsp; Now get dress, we're going home." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 03:09:36</strong>
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				She gazed to him. "Thank you master," she spoke in that still soft quiet voice.&nbsp; She gathered her clothes and got dressed.&nbsp; She followed him to the door.<br><br>She wondered what her new home would be like.&nbsp; She had&nbsp; a lot of thoughts running through her mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 03:14:42</strong>
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				He led her into the darkened parking lot and towards a dark, late model sedan.&nbsp; The car was expensive looking, all chrome and metal.&nbsp; He unlocked the doors with a keyless entry system and got in the driver's seat, directing her to the passenger seat.&nbsp; He started the car and pulled out of the parking lot, into the nearly deserted streets.&nbsp; It was almost midnight and most of the city had gone to sleep.&nbsp; Not them though, for the night was just beginning.<br><br>As they continued to drive south along the interstate, he looked over at his new slave.&nbsp; She was pretty enough but he wanted to test her boundaries, to see just how submissive she really was.&nbsp; Shyness would have to be shed like a second skin if she was going to survive in this life style.<br><br>"Take your dress off and roll down your window.&nbsp; Show the world what I get to see."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 03:29:52</strong>
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				She walked with him out to his car and took a seat in the passenger seat.&nbsp; She fastened her seat belt and gazed out the window as he drove.&nbsp; It was a quiet night.&nbsp; When he spoke she blinked and gazed to him, not quite sure she heard him correctly.<br><br>"Pardon me, Master? I'm not sure I heard you correctly...you wish me to take off my dress and roll down my window?"&nbsp; She trembled lightly and she could feel her cheeks burning.&nbsp; Letting him see her was one thing, but letting whoever happened to drive by was another.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 03:32:54</strong>
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				"Did I stutter, slave?&nbsp; You are going to need to learn to lose that shyness if you are going to be mine.&nbsp; Now, do as I command.&nbsp; No one will pleasure you but me but I will still have you do things that others might see."<br><br>He unlocked her window and rolled it down, slowing the car down enough so that her hair wasn't too messed.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 03:39:55</strong>
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				*She trembled lightly but she slowly moved, stripping out of her dress.&nbsp; He only said the dress so that was all she removed.&nbsp; She kept her eyes lowered.&nbsp; <br><br>She took deep breaths to calm herself as she felt her panic once again rising.&nbsp; She knew she had to learn to trust him.&nbsp; He wouldn't place her in a dangerous situation.&nbsp; He'd keep her safe.&nbsp; She was letting her imagination get to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 03:56:41</strong>
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				Or would he do such things?&nbsp; Would he keep his word?&nbsp; Half of the excitement was never knowing just how far her master would take her.<br><br>As the city lights faded away and they entered the outskirts of town, he rolled up the window but didn't instruct her to put her dress back on.&nbsp; The car soon came to settle on a gravel road, an old cobblestone path.&nbsp; He opened the door and then went to the passenger side door, opening it for her.&nbsp; He extended his hand to her.<br><br>"Come, see your new home.&nbsp; Leave the dress off though."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 03:59:46</strong>
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				She gazed at the house they pulled up to as he came to a stop.&nbsp; Doing as he'd instructed she left her dress in the seat of the car as she slowly slipped her hand in his and stepped out of the car.&nbsp; Dressed only in her bra, panties, fishnets and heels she walked up the cobblestone path with him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 04:05:45</strong>
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				The house was expansive, not large enough to be considered a mansion but luxuriously enough to be the envy of many of the far away neighbors.&nbsp; Everything was spaced out enough that they wouldn't be bothered out here.&nbsp; The home was in a style of the early American colonial period, with red bricks work and white washed window frames.&nbsp; He opened the front door and led her into a carpeted foyer area with an expansive white marble stair case.&nbsp; The house was richly decorated in blood reds and dark golds.&nbsp; <br><br>He waved towards the foyer and the large rooms beyond.<br><br>"Welcome home.&nbsp; What do you think?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 04:18:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She gazed about wide eyed. "Master...you have a lovely home. Its simply beautiful."&nbsp; She paused at the door and slipped out of her heels as she always removed her shoes without thinking.&nbsp; She took a few steps from him and looked around.&nbsp; She smiled a bit.&nbsp; "I love it master." She turned and gazed up at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 04:36:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He extended a hand to her and took her upstairs.&nbsp; The first door was to a luxurious bathroom, complete with an iron wrought claw footed tub like one would see in the days of antiquity and a stand in shower, fully tiled.&nbsp; The next door was to the bedroom.&nbsp; It was magnificent, with a four poster bed hanging with dark red curtains over the top of it, a large mahogany desk with leather backed chairs, and a lot of other furnishings.&nbsp; He directed her towards the bed with a fierce grin.<br><br>"This will be your bedroom, shared with me.&nbsp; Now, I want you to undress, shower, and then get dressed again and fetch your things from your apartment.&nbsp; You will bring them here and we will go from there.&nbsp; I will see to some business while you are busy."<br><br>With that, he left the room, kissing her forehead. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 04:43:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked around the room and nodded to him as he spoke. "Yes Master."&nbsp; She took a nice hot shower and if he was close by, he'd hear her singing in the shower. She had a beautiful singing voice.&nbsp; She stepped out and toweled her hair dry and got dressed again.<br><br>She borrowed his car to get her things which all fit in the trunk.&nbsp; She only had two suitcases of clothes and shoes, her backpack, laptop and kitten.&nbsp; She placed Tiger, the orange kitten with stripes in his carrier and set him on the passenger seat and grabbed his litter box and food.&nbsp; She dropped off the key at the office drop box and drove back to her new home.<br><br>Once back she placed the litter box in the bathroom and showed Tiger where it was before retrieving the rest of her things from the car.&nbsp; She smiled to her kitten who had curled up in a corner of the room as she set her things down and she went to find her master.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 05:00:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was sitting in the small office that was off the bedroom.&nbsp; He had a pair of gold rimmed glasses perched on his nose and he looked to be going over some paperwork.&nbsp; His brow was furrowed and he looked troubled but as the door opened quietly, he looked over and offered Jasmine a soft smile.&nbsp; He nodded his approval.<br><br>"Well then, you are all settled in?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 11:51:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gazed at him and nodded.&nbsp; "Yes master," she said as she smiled softly to him.&nbsp; She'd of course had removed her shoes and she padded over to him in her stocking clad bare feet.&nbsp; She yawned softly and was glad she only had afternoon classes the next day.&nbsp; She knelt by his chair unless he'd tell her otherwise.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 16:33:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He set his paperwork aside, removing the reading glasses from his face.&nbsp; He set them aside and turned to face his new companion.&nbsp; He pet her soft brown hair gently, as one would a cat.<br><br>"Well, why don't you go get some sleep then?&nbsp; I'll be along shortly.&nbsp; I expect you to wear something sexy to bed too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Looking for a Master</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 22:22:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gazed to him.&nbsp; "I don't have anything sexy to wear to bed, master.&nbsp; I usually sleep in pjs.&nbsp; I don't think you'd find Tweety bird sexy..."&nbsp; She purred at his touch.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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