The next step
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				Title: <strong>The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 15:39:22</strong>
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				It was a late day for Zoya who usually got home early in the afternoon. Today however had been a nightmare at the shelter with a lot new animals needed to be washed and cleaned. So when she finally parked her little car in the garage under the building she had to hurry if she wanted to complete all her duties before Angie would come home. She knew her girl wasn't at home yet because the parking spot was still empty and quickly she rushed up to the elevator taking her to their highrise penthouse. <br><br>Today was their one year anniversary and she wanted everything to be spotless for her lover when she would be home. She only had an hour or two at best and immediately she began her duties cleaning the house, doing her work outs etc. <br><br>The penthouse was equipped with all the luxuries one could possibly want but the simple day tasks still had to be done. Humming a tune she entered their playroom. Frowning Zoya stopped at the entrance and then stepped out again. It wasn't right to get in here with her clothes on, it fel't wrong. Purring at the pleasant memories she quickly undressed but left only her socks on and cleaned up the playroom as well. Every toy, every whip, everything they had, had it's own specific place so that Angie could always find it without too much of a hassle. As she took the toys from their latest session back, Zoya thought back to it and looked up to the camera at the door they sometimes used to record their shows. Shaking off the thought she finished up her work and then got to the kitchen. <br><br>She took the phone and called the restaurant to confirm their reservation and while she had the phone on her ear she set up a small bowl of snacks and Angie's favorite drink on the bar. Before they went out she needed a shower but she didn't know when Angie would be home and if she needed one too. Choices like this were hard for Zoya, terrified to upset Angie and loose her. There was the kind of upset where she would get 'punished' but those good upsets because Zoya would learn new things about her love and mistress that way. Upset as in really angry and yelling was her worst fear, but luckily that only happened once when Zoya borrowed Angie's car and then had it stolen by leaving the keys in it while getting money.<br><br>Knowing that it could be late before Angie was home, Zoya took a quick shower to get the smell of animals off her. When she was done, she quickly dried up and walked to the livingroom naked, like she was told by her love. She made sure their drinks were in place with the snacks and then took a magazine and sat down on the sofa, waiting for Angie to come home.<br><br>(http://webisweb.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/kelly-clarkson.jpg)<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 16:16:02</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i25.tinypic.com/ztu8tt.jpg)<br><br>Angie had had a long day at work as usual. Another case, another court hearing, another oppurtunity for Angie Mitchell to kick ass as usual. She had been on a fast track career rise in the firm and today just proved to be another step in the right direction as she was one more step closer to the much coveted partnership spot at Collins, Thompson &amp; Thompson. To be in contention at a young age of 24 was no small feat since it took most to reach their late thirties to be even considered remotely. Although it meant getting home late than she typically did. Something which she wasn't too exicted about today as today was different. Today was special. Today was her and her girlfriend Zoya's first anniversary. One year since they met, since they discovered each other and found unconditional love.<br><br>She had been planning this day for a while as they had things planned perfectly, with a wonderful evening at the very restaurant to which they had gone on their first ever date. She was driving home in her car as the year was flashing her in front of her eyes. The times they spent together, first time being in bed, exploring each other's bodies...and then a different kind of sexual awakening as they delved into the world of sadism and masochism, with Angie becoming Zoya's beloved Mistress. The playroom and the torrent of erotic thoughts which it brought made Angie groan in pleasure in car itself, barely being able to concentrate on the road in front of her. Without realising, increasing the speed of her waltzing car even more. Coming close at every passing moment, to her beloved...Zoya.<br><br>She parked in her parking spot and grabbed the elevators, zooming upwards towards their penthouse at the top. Putting her keys in she opened the door, throwing her briefcase and entering the livingroom. What she saw, took her breath away. Everything was clean, spotless...utter perfection. Just the way she liked things. But most importantly...there was Zoya sitting naked on the sofa reading a magazine. Zoya had obeyed her orders like a good sub. Angie found herself licking her lips...she would definitely give Zoya a 'punishment' to remember for this. A warmth of sorts was emanating from the woman as if she just had a warm shower.<br><br>Angie loosened up her short hair a bit, as she sat on her usual place at the sofa. Pleased to find her favorite drinks and snacks within the reach of her hand. That pretty much made her grin with happiness as she took a sip and whistled at Zoya as she put a cigar in her mouth, lighting it up as the whistle would make an engrossed in reading Zoya notice who was sitting in front of her. "Hello there love." Angie said simply, in a warm, loving tone. Gods..she looked incredible, Angie could find herself getting hotter.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 16:43:58</strong>
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				As Zoya had predicted, Angie was late and if they wanted to make it in time to the restaurant, they didn't have much time. So there probably wouldn't be any play on forehand but obviously it was for Angie to decide if they wanted to make it in time in the first place. When she heard the door she quit reading but didn't put the magazine away and looked over the edge to the hallway of their luxury home. She followed Angie with her eyes, hoping to see some hints in her eyes. She could see her mistress liked the tidiness of the rooms and her being pleased with the drinks.<br><br>The cigars were not Zoya's favorite thing about Angie. In fact they were quite surely the least attractive as Zoya found them smelly and nothing for a young woman but she had to live with it. She made a digusted face at Angie and then put down the magazine and stood up walked to Angie and sat down next to her and kissed her on the cheek. <br><br>"Hello mistress, you're late again. how has your day been?"<br><br>She heard and read about relations similar to theirs where the sub was not allowed a free will nor to talk freely.&nbsp; Theirs wasn't like that (yet) and Zoya kinda liked it that way. Zoya wrapped her arms around her mistress and laid her head to rest.<br><br>"Can I get you anything Miss Angie?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 16:53:18</strong>
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				Angie could see Zoya's face show a shade of displeasure at the cigar being lighted up. She was never happy with them, and that often annoyed Angie. That thing earlier on caused some sparks between them, but eventually they had settled on a stalemate as they never really bothered to comment on it. Angie took a puff, releasing circles of smoke upwards feeling Zoya sit next to her and then her lips touched her cheek. Feeling the smooth lucious lips brush against her own smooth skin. "The day was fine Zoya..the usual stuff. You have no idea how much time I spent thinking about you and how special tonight is. Had to spend quite a bit of time in the restroom..if you know what I mean!" Angie giggled.<br><br>She felt Zoya's arms wrap around her body as she laid her head to a rest on Angie's chest. Angie moaned softly as she put her own hands around Zoya. Lovers in a tight embrace. She continued to caress Zoya slowly. Knowing Zoya liked it a lot when Angie did that. Playing with Zoya's hair, Angie continued to talk. "Nothing right now..mmhm..I think I could use a shower." Her fingers trailed on Angie's naked skin, moving around playfully. "We're about to be at the restaurant soon anyways, i've made some special arrangments there as well...wouldn't want to delay them anymore than they have already been!" She grinned at Zoya and kissed her forehead.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 17:01:53</strong>
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				Zoya nearly squeeked at the comments about the special arrangments and she could feel her body react to it as well as Angie's comments about the bathroom. She knew very well how important the job was for her and she tried her best to stay out of it as much as she could. In her mind it was wrong if a laywer like Angie was seeing a girl, let alone in the way they did!<br><br>"M..miss, do you want me to join you in the shower and wash you?"<br><br>It was something she never got bored of doing. Washing her mistress with the nicely perfumed soap, massaging her skin. Then she remembered she forgot to put the socks away she had taken off in the bathroom before taking a shower herself and although Angie knew about her passion for socks, it wasn't tidy to keep them hanging around. It was too late now anyway and maybe if Angie was in a good mood she would spank her a bit for it and forget about it. If she wasn't and really wanted to punish Zoya, there would be no pleasing her mistress tonight. Angie knew that the biggest punishment for Zoya was to with hold her from sex or tenderness and although Zoya didn't mind sleeping at the floor on a big pillow, most of the times she just preferred the bed, close together to her love.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 17:13:03</strong>
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				Angie softly got herself free from Zoya's hug as she took off her jacket and tie and slowly began to unbutton her shirt. That was when Zoya made a mention about the shower and wash. It was Zoya's one of favorite activities, something which actually often led to them in the shower together grinding against each other in a tight embrace, eagerly pushing their own limits whilst pleasuring each other. It wasn't a known fact that Angie was a lesbian although some people at her workplace and some of her close friends knew about that. Whilst those who didn't, especially guys often tried to hit on her and typically got back some acidic reply in return which often sent them crawling back to from where they came from.<br><br>Angie nodded as she had completely unbuttoned her shirt now, exposing her breasts amidst the white fabric. "You may Zoya, i'm quite in the mood for a bath like that as a matter of fact. Been longing for your smooth, expert fingers underneath the warm water and the foamy soap." She spoke with a chuckle and winked as she threw her shirt playfully towards Zoya, the shirt landing on Zoya's face in a funny manner making her laugh some more. Quickly taking off her pants, now only in her panties which she threw away too, Angie marched towards the shower. As she entered she could notice the pair of socks hanging in there. Displeasure caused her face to wrinkle and added a stern, tough edge to her voice. "Zoya! Could you explain <em>this</em> to me?" She asked, looking behind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 17:21:33</strong>
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				Happy as can be she giggled and plucked Angies clothes from her face and the floor and took them with her to the bathroom. And then there was the stern voice, Zoya thought Angie must be using during the court hearings as she'd have them all cower in fear. She however wasn't afraid of it but knew that Angie wasn't pleased. She liked the place spick and span.<br><br>"I.. I'm sorry Miss Angie. I forgot to take them away. I was a little later myself today from work and in the hurry to make everything ready I must have forgotten them."<br><br>Quickly she took them off the floor and added them to the pile of clothes she was already carrying from the livingroom and put them in the washing machine and her socks in the basket. Angie's suits were never washed along with other items as they might stain or discolor but with the suit in and yesterday's suit in there as well, Zoya added some powder and turned on the machine. Before joining Angie in the shower. <br><br>The shower was a luxurious open rainshower with no glass or seperations. Purring she sat on her knees at Angie's feet, her position when she knew she had done something wrong and was offering her apologies. It was no to Angie how and if to accept them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 18:11:46</strong>
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				Angie looked down at Zoya leaning on her knees at her feet, purring...pleading for forgiveness by offering her apologies. Angie shook her head in disapproval again as her voice boomed over the place. "Ignorance is not an excuse!" As she said so, she raised her hand with magnificance and it came down with force, connecting with Zoya's bare bottom. Spank! Noise echoed, she hit her again and followed it up with a third spank. She pointed towards Zoya now with her index finger and motioned her to get up. "Now go about the showering. It's your little mistakes like these which makes me think you need to be disciplined more than you usually are by me!" She spoke in a cool tone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 21:35:37</strong>
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				Angie was right. Ignorance was no excuse and Zoya really didn't have an excuse other than just having forgotten about it. Although she might not look it, Angie was stronger than most people gave her credit for and after the third firm smack, Zoya had tears in her eyes. Both of pleasure and pain. She was wrong and that pained her most, to have disappointed the one who took good care of her. "<br><br>"I'm sorry Miss Angie. I have no excuse."<br><br>Quickly she stood up, ignoring the lovely burning pain and took a spongue and lots of shower gel and slowly started to massage it into Angie's skin tiny bits at the time. She took extra care of Angie's breast, ass, and sex as she massaged the soap in it. Then when she was done she took a shower head from the wall, turned it on as well and sprayed off the soap that wasn't already washed off by the main shower.<br><br>What did Angie mean by her words? Would she be punished by somebody else if she made more mistakes? Or just more? She could certainly live with both although the idea of being left alone with a stranger did scare her but on the other hand she trusted Angie's judgement. <br><br>After washing off Angie's body she took the shampoo and washed her lover's hair and after washing it out she turned off the hand shower. <br><br>"Are you comfortable Miss Angie? Should I do more or are we ready?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 19:16:05</strong>
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				Angie could see the tears in her eyes. The sight merely making Angie smirk as she took immense pleasure in punishing the woman. After all it <em>was</em> Zoya's fault to land herself in trouble like that. And in their relationship Angie was always right. Afterall, a goddess is never wrong, is she? "Damn right you don't have any excuse, and next round it would be much worse than this!" Angie spoke again in a tough tone, she had an immense power over her voice and was able to do manipulate things and do wonders with that. She could feel the slow massage around her skin now as Zoya went about one of the things she did best, showering Angie.<br><br>Angie moaned when Zoya's hands touched the sensitive spots, causing Zoya to blush a bit and be even more careful. She was thinking about how wonderful the night was going to be and some of the surprises she had in store for Zoya, beginning right from the moment they stepped outside the shower. The cool water being showered making Angie nod in pleasure, forgiving Zoya for her wrongdoing earlier. And then her hair were shampooed, Zoya's loving hands moving through Angie's thick hair which she typically arranged in a systematic hairstyle for maximum impact of her personality. Then water flowing against through the strands."I'm comfortable Zoya, you did wonderful. And yes we're ready...now come outside with me and i've got two surprises laid out for you." Angie spoke mischeviously as they walked outside, hand in hand.<br><br>On bed there was a long elegant dress. It's bright red striking to the eye and next to it was a white skirt and a pink blouse to go with it. Both the outfits brand new. Angie put a hand around Zoya's shoulder and kissed her neck softly. "The red for me and the innocance of pink and white for you!" She whispered in Zoya's ears.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 12:13:25</strong>
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				The dress was stunning and Zoya imagined seeing Angie in it. She would look even stronger than she already was in the long elegant dress. Picturing her with a leash and a cigarette added to that image and Zoya smiled softly. Her own outfit was different. She liked it but she would look fragile and submissive in it compared to the strong and powerful look Angie would have.<br><br>"It's beautiful Miss Angie," she said and purred inside of joy.<br><br>"M..Miss Angie? Can I wear underwear or not?"<br><br>She knew that at some occasions she wasn't allowed to wear it and although it made her feel very vulnerable, she knew that Angie would protect her well and that thought made her feel safe every minute of the day. Angie could be tough and rough towards her but in the end they were lovers above all.
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				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 13:30:41</strong>
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				"Why don't you let me put the outfit on you?" Angie said with a loving smile as they observed the clothes. She heard Zoya enquire about the underwear. "You can babe, tonight I just want you snuggled close to me the whole evening and not just vulnerable. And if someone comes to disturb us, they would get punishment they would remember for the rest of their lives!" She whispered back, groping Zoya from behind and giving a light, playful spank on her bottom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 14:35:58</strong>
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				She purred at the spank and kissed Angie on the cheek. Tonight was going to be a night to remember. Not only the restaurant would be great but she hoped Angie had some wild plans afterwards. The young girl was looking forward to spending the evening in the restaurant and the night in the ropes. Squirming at that thought she quickly took a simple bra from the drawer and got it on before turning her body to Angie so that her mistress could get the clothes on her. <br><br>Although it was usually her task to help her mistress, she never rejected a gesture like that from Angie. She felt Angie's strong hands on her body as she put the skirt and blouse onto her and Zoya revelled in the feelings. When she had her outfit she looked at herself in the mirror and opened up the lowest button of the blouse to playfully show some skin when she make certain moves and turned to Angie for approval.<br><br>Then she helped Angie in her dress, when she was content with how the dress fitted on her mistress she felt even more submissive in her young girl outfit but it all felt to good.<br><br>"How do you want your hair done Miss Angie?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 17:32:15</strong>
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				Angie licked her lips as she noticed Zoya open up the button of the blouse and got the glimpse of the beautiful skin underneath. The very skin which she had just covered with that wonderful piece of clothing. Then as if by instinct...or by being able to read her mind, Zoya began to help Angie in putting on her own clothes. The dress being a perfect fit for Angie's wonderful body as the bright red glittered charmingly over her skin. Angie chuckled as she looked in the mirror to find two contrasting images. One that of a teasing, submissive Zoya, almost clinging on to Angie for protection. Whilst another that of a strong willed, powerful woman. A true domina, Angie.<br><br>"You want to do my hair eh?" Angie enquired rhetorically, in a teasing fashion. "Tell you what, you get to do them today whichever the way you think it's beautiful and fits me. And who knows me better than you?" She winked playfully at the comment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 18:11:02</strong>
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				Zoya didn't actually need to wait for an answer and had the brush in her hands already before Angie even told her to do so. Carefully and tenderly she began to brush Angie's hair. She pondered a bit and then took the hair in her hands, pulled it tight and bound it in a ponytail and looked at it. Not entirely content yet she then made the ponytail into a knot and looked at it again.<br><br>"I like it like this. Do you Miss Angie?"<br><br>They had to hurry up already and Zoya quickly picked a boyshorts from the drawer and got it on and bound her own hair in a quick loose ponytail. Then she opened the sliding door of the closet and got on her knees. She searched the closet and picked a couple of black open shoes and shoved them on Angie's foot. <br><br>"Does Miss Angie like these shoes."
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				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 18:22:27</strong>
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				She felt the brushing, the tender..sweet strokes of love arranging her hair into neat sets. Smiling, Angie nodded at Zoya's question about the hairstyle. "It's just perfect babe!" She spoke with affection and then watched Zoya get her own hair in a neat ponytail, which emphasized her look even more than it did before. Angie slid her foot in the black shoes and they clung on to her perfectly. She moved her feet lightly in them. "Miss Angie approves, and she is <em>very</em> happy with the choices her lover has made so far, and what has my pet picked for herself now?" She enquired with intrigue.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 18:37:50</strong>
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				Zoya hadn't thought about anything for herself yet but somehow an expensive shoe like the ones Angie was wearing didn't seem appropriate with her outfit. As she got up, she gently purred in happiness from the compliments she was given by her lover. <br><br>"I didn't think of anything yet Miss Angie but I think some simple sneakers would look good on this outfit."<br><br>She walked to her closet and took out two pair of sneakers. One pair was white with a big pink slip over the front, the other were pink with diamonds and gold. <br><br>"Would either of this work Miss Angie?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 16:04:28</strong>
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				Angie eyed both the pairs, her eyes observing both the pairs of shoes in a quick glare. "Mm..yeah sneakers should look real pretty on you with this. I say pink with diamonds and gold..gotta see some bling on my babe!" Angie said with a grin, putting an arm around Zoya this time around and making her sit next to her with the shoes lying around at their feet. Zoya looked wonderful, she looked submissive..almost begging to be pretty much molested by Angie, Angie licked her lips as she momentarily dreamed about an entire night of rough sex.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 17:09:32</strong>
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				Zoya purred into the hug and kissed Angie on the cheek before getting her shoes on. She felt vulnerable and young in her outfit compared to the strong outfit Angie wore and she carefully snuggled closer before Angie got up and they left for the restaurant. Feeling happy and submissive, Zoya clinged her arm into Angies and followed her willingly downstairs.<br><br>In stead of going to the parking garage, Angie led them out of the main entrance and Zoya gave a little shriek of joy as she saw the big white limousine. She instantly knew it was their transport as the driver made a slight bow and opened the door. 
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				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 17:24:01</strong>
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				Angie enjoyed the kiss she received on her cheek as she held Zoya closer to her, almost holding her in a way as if she's showing her off yet protecting Zoya at the same time, claiming her as her own territory. They walked out of the main entrance, and there was the first surprise of the night, waiting for them. A white limousine, their transport for the night. "How do you like the surprise babe?" Angie enquired chuckling as the driver bowed slightly for them, opening the door. Angie nodded gracefully as they entered inside, sitting next to each other, and smoothly some sounds entered from the speakers near them. Vivaldi's Four Seasons. Angie smiled looking into Zoya's eyes. "Your favorite piece!" She said with a wink as they travelled through the glittering neon of the night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 19:48:07</strong>
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				Zoya was happy as could be as she climbed in the car after Angie and cuddled close to her, laying her head on her mistress' shoulder. The atmosphere in the limo was completely locked off from anything outside. The only things that made it through the darkened windows where the bright lights as they entered the down town area. It was all very surreal for Zoya and she got sleepy and a bit dizzy. <br><br>In her youth she was raised in moderate wealth but all the luxury she had been in since she moved in with Angie was a bit overwhelming for Zoya still. It also made her insecure. She knew that people would know Angie as the tough laywer and strong woman and that she could easily be judged for anything Zoya would do wrong. It always had her on edge during trips like this knowing any mistake could end up in pain. Not the good pain but the bad pain.<br><br>A short drive later, they arrived at the restaurant and the limousine stopped. Zoya wanted to open the door but the driver beat her too it and with flushing cheeks she climbed out of the car first and waited for Angie. In public she wasn't sure if she could lock arms, hold hands, embrace or just walk seperate so she usually left this kind of decisions to Angie, afraid to do anything wrong and ruin Angie's reputation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 20:58:20</strong>
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				Angie simply rubbed Zoya and moved her hands through her hair throughout the journey without talking with each other. Often they didn't really need words to communicate as the feelings and their actions did more talking than their words could ever do. She continued to caress Zoya as the bright lights outside glittered through the tinted windows, washing them with an array of colors. She smoked another one of her long cigars as in between the puffs she planted soft, gentle kisses on Zoya's forehead as she seemed to be almost in a daze of sorts, awed by what was happening.<br><br>After some time, the limousine stopped as they had reached the restaurant. The night was still young but very much alive with people as they were roaming around talking excitedly. Angie saw Zoya immediately move towards the door to open for her mistress but the driver quickly beat her to it, just doing his job. Zoya didn't really seem too pleased about it..but Angie looked at her and ordered her to climb out of the car. Angie herself got out afterwards and then in her typical careless demeanor threw some hundread dollar bills towards the driver. Casually she moved towards Zoya and put an arm around her waist and led her free arm around her own. "After all, we are here to celebrate our love, aren't we?" She said with a smile as they entered.<br><br>The manager, as he was informed had been waiting for Angie leading them towards their private booth so they could enjoy a quiet evening. Several people there had recognized Angie, she was nodding at some, smiling at some and completely ignoring some, even to the point of showing her middle finger couple of times with a cocky grin on her face, until finally they reached their booth and settled in their places.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 21:19:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The moment Zoya felt Angie's arm around her waist, she felt as if she could take on the entire world. The shyness and looks of fear and insecurity were gone and she paraded at Angie's side towards their table. She was happy about her life and nothing could ever change that. <br><br>"That we are Miss Angie," she giggled and almost floated next to Angie<br><br>Although she knew very well that in public they still had to be careful but this arm around her waist felt very safe and she hoped Angie would take their relation to the public a bit more. And with that she didn't only mean showing off...<br>That thought alone made her squirm in arousal and she was very happy when they finally reached their table so she could sit down and fold her legs together. As always she only sat down when Angie sat and had given her permission to sit down. She let her gaze go around the restaurant and couldn't help but feel greatly out of place in her simply, girlish outfit. This had to be one of the fanciest restaurants in town!<br><br>"Miss Angie," she carefully and softly said and looked at her love with a twinkle in her eye.<br>"I guess it's not very polite to say that I'm longing for your fingers now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 17:06:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Angie eyed Zoya looking around feeling rather out of place. She spotted a mixture of confusion slight embarassment in there due to that. She leaned forward towards Zoya, their knees touching each other now. "There's nothing to be worried or ashamed about Zoya. For what it's worth..I am willing to bet everything I have on the fact that you are more class and intellect than all of these phonies dining out there! So just be yourself and be comfortable!" She finished off with a smile and rubbed her leg lightly against Zoya's as a waiter came around as if on cue to pour them some wine. "Finest in the house!" Angie exclaimed with a grin.<br><br>When he disappeared some minutes later, Angie found Zoya staring at her with a twinkle in her eye. Her re-gained confidence seemed to have given her a new idea, prompting her to speak something. Angie listened and a devilish smile spread over her own lips. "Why not!" She spoke with a wink as her hands slid beneath the table, finding Zoya's hips..then moving over them and pushing away her skirt, touching the panties..rubbing them teasingly with her long fingertips for few moments before suddenly one finger pushed inside, playing with Zoya's sex..then another one joined in. "Get ready for some more coming your way Zoya!" Angie spoke chuckling as she continued to smoke casually with her free hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 18:44:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seconds after asking her question, Zoya already regretted it as she felt Angie's fingertips on her legs. Smiling she looked at Angie but when she felt the fingers inside her, playing with her sex in the middle of the restaurant the smile disappeared.<br><br>"M..miss Angie.. uhhn..."<br><br>Her breathing became heavier and she swallowed hard. <br><br><em>More?! Oh Zoya you bit of more than you can chew this time.</em><br><br>She Angie wasn't going to stop early and she also knew that she had to watch her breathing and make sure not to moan out and let the whole restaurant know what they were up to. Zoya gasped and looked at Angie pleading. Two fingers were good, she could control that but more in whatever way was impossible to hold back at, specially since Angie was doing it...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 17:12:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Angie knew she was pushing the limits of the woman as her fingers played expertly and within momentsshe had the woman gasping, her breathing heavy. The eyes looked almost as if about to pop out but she somehow managed to keep control of herself. "You asked for it babe!" Angie spoke with a giggle as she raised her free hand showed three of fingers, as if to signify what she was going to do now. But something stopped her midway to tease Angie. "Should I, or should I not Zoya, what do you think..how would you feel?" She grinned, her two fingers inside now pushing inside,&nbsp; deepr and deeper all the time as she continued to agonize Zoya.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 17:02:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				All Zoya could do was squirm at Angies fingers. She was right, she had asked for it, but she didn't really think Angie would do it. <br><br>"M.. miss... I .. ungh... I think I won't be able.. mhn... to stop it... ahhh if you did.."<br><br>Frantically she looked around, hoping she would either be given permission to cum and risking in soaking the seat she was on or that Angie would stop. She squirmed and moaned softly, pleading eyes looking at Angie. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 09:24:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				By now Angie was laughing at Zoya's misery by now. Her eyes challenging Zoya, exerting authority on her once again much like the way her fingers did the same down there. "Really Zoya? Weren't you the one begging for it just few seconds back? Now running away? That's cowardly isn't it..but i'll let this slide for the moment!" She smirked and slowly pulled out one finger to prevent furthur humiliation of Zoya and licked that finger between her own sensual lips. Then came out another and finally the last one. Angie chuckled and commented. "Looks like you could use few minutes alone in the restroom!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 10:55:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zoya really didn't want to go tot bathroom alone but if Angie told her to, she had no choice. She was really soaking wet and didn't know how quickly it would fade, if it would at all.<br><br>She groaned as Angie licked her fingers and was deeply embarassed she asked for it and didnt want to go all the way. Surely Angie would come back to it later that night and that thought alone had Zoya squirming on the seat.<br><br>"M.. miss Angie? Can I go the restroom?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 16:52:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Angie smiled and nodded at Zoya. "Yes Zoya..you can." But at the same time, she asked with hint of affection and care in her voice. "You all right? You need any help? Should I come with you?" She could see Zoya was in pain and as much as she enjoyed seeing her squirm, pushing that woman off the edge would be the last thing she would ever want to do.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 14:47:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Carefully covering her crotch as good as she could from the guests as she stood up she looked at Angie. She knew very well what would happen if Angie would join her and that thought had her gasping. <br><br>"I should be okay miss but I cannot and want not to deny you to join me in the restroom."<br><br>It was a careful statement as she went to the bathroom to get off, knowing she would otherwise be wet and wanting all night long. With Angie with her, it would only be better but it would raise suspicions to the other guests.<br><br>Zoya then walked to the restroom and leaned forward on a sink, looking at herself and carefully touched her crotch and rubbed it gently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 19:45:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Angie craned her neck, looking at Zoya. "Mmm..I think i'll let you be this time around Zoya..make yourself comfortable..but you get five minutes only...and the clock is ticking! So better make it quick! I want my lover back with me soon!" She pretty much ordered Zoya with those assertive statements.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 14:52:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking at herself in the mirror she rubbed her sex faster and harder and couldn't help but moan a little. She wasn't afraid of somebody coming in and seeing her. So what if they would see her? Breathing heavy she slipped one hand under her blouse and started massaging her breast while fingering herself.<br><br>Thinking about Angie taking her from behind with a strapon right here in the restroom of a fancy restaurant got her off in no time and still panting and breating heavily she gussied up her clothes and splashed some water in her face before returning to Angie, smiling as she sat down at the table again. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 19:34:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Angie was sitting at the table with a smile, waiting for Zoya. As she came back and sat, Angie asked in a pleased tone. "Feeling liberated for the moment Zoya? I bet you missed me taking you from behind in there..didn't you? But you'll get that too tonight babe..I promise that!" She leaned forward and kissed her hand softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 13:06:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zoya squirmed at the thought of tonight after Angie had told her she was getting it. <br><br>"I feel ready to eat now miss Angie."<br><br>Angie looked fabulous and it only struck Zoya now. Strong and powerful but nothing reduced her feminine style. <br><br>"You look very good miss. The choice of clothing was very good."<br><br>Again she felt vulnerable and even a bit slutty in her own dress. For outsiders it might look simple and slutty but for Zoya it was a feeling of submission and showing off her good body to her mistress.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The next step</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 16:49:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Angie noticed Zoya squirm and be all uncomfortable. "Zoya..just calm down. Nobody is going to think you're a slut or whatever around here." She said in an assuring tone. "So stop being jumpy and looking around and just be comfortable ok? This is a great place...and an amazing night. <em>Our</em> night! Enjoy yourself some!" She listened to Zoya's request for food and called for a waitress. A woman in her mid twenties quickly emerged smiling. "Wine please, the finest in the house." Angie ordered and stared at Zoya with a grin. "What would you like to eat Zoya?"
			</dd>
		</dl>
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