A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)
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				Title: <strong>A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>11-01-2010, 23:05:40</strong>
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				Vanessa Grendle sat at her desk with Karinna Meyers at her side.&nbsp; She put the final touches on the ad and sat back to let Karinna's keen eyes run over it one more time.&nbsp; &nbsp; The ad was going to be placed in <em>The Life We Lead's</em> next issue, both online and print.&nbsp; &nbsp; Vanessa, as editor in chief of the magazine, believed firmly in hiring from her readership.&nbsp; She only wanted people who were already aware of the magazine's mission and had bought into the lifestyle to be working for her.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Administrative Assistant Required <br>That's right, you lucky boys, <em>The LIfe We Lead</em>, is hiring.&nbsp; We need a man who's passion is under the heel or hot pussy of a woman who calls the shots.&nbsp; You've read our magazine, you know what we do.&nbsp; Our lovely fiction editor and writer has lost her latest helper, and you might just be the new one she's been looking for.&nbsp; Your position would entail a lot of time on your knees, your back and doing her bidding as she creates and reviews hot fiction that our readers love to get off on.&nbsp; &nbsp;And yes, there will be paperwork, research and more research for you to do and be used in.&nbsp; Other job duties will include helping other editors on special projects, rather mundane things like getting coffee and lunches, and making sure your boss-ladies are happy in many different ways.<br><br>Requirements:<br>Minimum Bachelor's in any field&nbsp; (We only like smart guys, after all.)<br>Since you will be doing some real work, we want to see some basic writing skills, basic computer skills (Excel, Word, basic graphics designs are all good)<br>Clean Shaven...Cheeks and Genital areas<br>Smell good, look good and yes, this is an entirely subjective thing.<br>Testing proving you have no STDs.<br>Salary 53K<br><br>Send inquiries to "Editor@thelifewelead.com"<br>Include a resume, in the text of the email not as an attachment.<br>Include a photo.&nbsp; Clothed and Naked. Include close ups of any body art.<br></em><br><br>Karinna nodded and said, "I think that's pretty clear."<br><br>Vanessa hit the send button to the layout team who had been waiting for the last minute ad to be completed.&nbsp; "Well, it goes online tomorrow and will be out in print within two days.&nbsp; I bet we get an onslaught.&nbsp; What kind of man wouldn't enjoy this juicy offer?" <br><br>Karinna shrugged her shoulders, "Most the doms I know?&nbsp; Anyway, I'll go through the apps as they come in and get you my top ten choices.&nbsp; We can go from there."<br><br>Vanessa nodded, "Sounds like a plan."<br><br>Karinna returned to her office and clicked on the screen to her latest batch of submissions.&nbsp; Ten in the line-up and only one of them half worth reading.&nbsp; She sighed and put on her glasses to see the screen better and began to plow through them.&nbsp; <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 11:43:35</strong>
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				Mark Saddleface had just made his way back to his apartment after stopping off at his favorite newsstand on his way home from work.&nbsp; He had hoped that no one had seen him at the newsstand pick up the latest version of The Life We Lead.&nbsp; It has fast become Mark's favorite publication as he felt it really "hit home" with his ideas of how we really wanted to be in a female-led relationship.&nbsp; Mark regularly hung-out with his buddies at the bars in Kirkland, a small sleepy suburb of Seattle that had its own downtown core business district.&nbsp; Mark also worked out at a gym in the downtown area in the evenings and on the weekends.&nbsp; Mark also favored Gold's Gym, but with his skimp paycheck he was receiving due to his first job out of college, working for the quaint cities local newspaper, he knew the cost of a years membership at Gold's would cut in to his other life-style interests, that of attending fine dining establishments in the Kirkland/Redmond area and attending the cinema...Mark was a bit of a movie buff as well.<br><br>Given that it was a Friday, Mark headed out after a quick bite to work out at his usual gym.&nbsp; Let's see, it was a Friday and that meant a chest and arms workout...Mark was going for 275lbs on the bench press (his new high) and was also going to work his arms hard.&nbsp; After getting dressed in the men's locker room, Mark admired how his physique was coming along in the mirror...he was very close to that 6-pack of abs he always wanted and his legs were starting to look like small tree stumps.&nbsp; After getting out on to the gym floor, he had caught site of Rebecca, the women roughly about his own age that never paid much attention to him, except for the civil greeting of a "hi" now and then.&nbsp; Rebecca was dressed in her usual tight spandex for her workout...this outfit tended to drive Mark crazy at the gym being an ass man.&nbsp; You see, Mark's favorite letters written in to "The Life We Lead" always focused on the Fem-dom/sub-male material that involved ass-worship in its many forms.&nbsp; Mark really loved the letters that focused on the sub-male being restrained and forcibly facesat to either provide oral stimulation or if the Dominant Women in the letter was more in to breathe control and really loved the idea of smothering a males face under her backside while wearing her favorite attire, whether it be her new full-back satin panties, her spandex, or her jeans, the point being really using the sub face as her human seat.&nbsp; Yes, Mark loved it all.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was these evenings at the Gym that at time frustrated Mark as he would imagine himself on his knees and kissing Rebecca's perfect ass through her tight work-out outfit or being tied-down to a flat-bench and forced to endure Rebecca's weight on his face.&nbsp; The fantasies often ended when Rebecca's work-out partner, her boyfriend would show up at the gym; hence, Mark knew he would never really hook-up with her...<br><br>Later that evening, after Mark's workout, he was looking forward to digging in to the letters in his new copy of "The Life We Lead".&nbsp; Flipping open the front cover, Mark caught on the facing page the full-page ad for a new administrative assistant.&nbsp; Still horny from his experiences at the gym, Mark read on with fascination.&nbsp; He had always wanted to move up from the local newspaper scene to work on a nationally distributed magazine and really "learn the ropes!"&nbsp; In addition, understanding the mission of the periodical, he figured that he might just be able to "kill three birds with one stone"... that being having an opportunity to finally put his college degree in journalism to work for him to gain valuable experience, make more $$$ and work for a Women run periodical where he might just meet a Dominant-minded Women that would understand his deep-seated need to be in a female-led relationship.&nbsp; After reading through the ad once more, Mark thought to himself, "what the hell, I'll go for it!".&nbsp; So, Mark immediately began digging up his old resume, dusting it off and began to update it based on his recent experience. <br><br>First thing Saturday morning,&nbsp; in addition to finishing off the touches on his resume, Mark shaved off the mustache and goatee he had on the cheeks of his face.&nbsp; Mark also ventured to shave any and all hair off his buttocks and in his genital areas...he was now smooth down there...reminiscent of the day he was born!&nbsp; At the stroke of 11, Mark fired off the email to the editor with his cover letter and attached resume, included a photo he had taken of himself proving he has no hair on his face, butt cheeks and genital areas.&nbsp; Mark had put in the cover letter that he would send a follow-up email within the next day or so with his STD tests attached for Vanessa's inspection.<br><br>Later that afternoon, after sending the email and thinking about the job opportunity one more time, he had figured, that while the salary wasn't a huge leap in his current salary, it was enough of an improvement for him to want to stay in this position and work very hard to learn just how The Life We Lead publication was put together, and to of course do his utmost to ensure all the Women editors at the magazine appreciated his work...after all, how hard could a little typing, fetching coffee, lunch, etc. be?&nbsp; And the fringe benefits of serving the Women Editors in "other" ways...Mark had "stamina" in a lot of areas and in his brief past had always thought he could tongue-worship a Women's bottom to her hearts content...perhaps in this position he might be challenged there!<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 22:07:20</strong>
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				Karinna stretched her neck around her hands, giving herself her own neck massage.&nbsp; Once she had a new assistant, she'd have him do it, but for now she more than twenty-five hundred emails in her in box to sort through.&nbsp; She had known the economy was bad, but she had no idea that this many men would apply for one position.&nbsp; And they kept coming in.&nbsp; It had only been a few days, and this many responses.&nbsp; She talked to tech support and they set up an auto-response reply to all of them, and started bouncing anything new.&nbsp; Anyone who applied after that would just get a simple auto-decline stating the position was filled.<br><br>She wasn't quite sure how to deal with the load of emails, though.&nbsp; It was just tiring looking at her screen.&nbsp; She sorted them by name.&nbsp; Then by date.&nbsp; Then by name again.&nbsp; She hoped a few would pop out at her.&nbsp; Nothing did.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Finally, she sorted them by date and stuck each day in a different folder.&nbsp; That cut down on things at least.&nbsp; Within each day she opened every third email.&nbsp; By the time she'd gotten to the emails she'd received on Saturday, she was reading every sixth entry.&nbsp; As she worked, she moved anyone who she found slightly qualified and attractive to another file that she would comb through.<br><br>At the end of this initial process she had sixty applicants still.&nbsp; She spent the next three hours looking at actual work qualifications.&nbsp; The idea of hiring someone who was incompetent in the office over a perfect male form didn't appeal to her.&nbsp; Her last assistant had been pretty to look at, but he could barely keep up with a coffee order, let alone help her with any actual writing or editing.&nbsp; SUre, most of the time, he just had to do what she told him, but she didn't like guys who couldn't keep up with her intellectually, either.<br><br>She winnowed the stack down to ten.&nbsp; All of them were good looking and had actually worked before.&nbsp; Three of them had degrees or experience in journalism.&nbsp; The other seven had good solid administrative experience.&nbsp; She printed these out and ordered them alphabetically to show Vanessa.&nbsp; <br><br>Vanessa took the stack of papers and flipped through each applicant.&nbsp; She pulled out three and said, "Any of these three should work, don't you think?"<br><br>Karinna looked at the three Vanessa had pulled and smiled.&nbsp; There was something sweet about the idea of hiring a guy with a name like "Saddleface." It just seemed so appropriate. <br><br>Karinna returned to her office and made three phone calls.&nbsp; The calls were identical except for the interview times.&nbsp; She used a low voice, the one she would use to convince a sub he could do something that scared the shit out of him, to lull him into ease and to bend him to her will.&nbsp; <br><br>The one she left for the man named Mark Saddleface was this:<br><br>"This is Karinna Meyers from <em>The Life We Lead</em> magazine.&nbsp; You've made it through the first round, and that's saying a lot about luck and a little about you.&nbsp; I've set up an interview for you at 10:00 Friday morning.&nbsp; Our offices are in the Conrad building on Yesler Way, in downtown Seattle.&nbsp; The interview will last approximately an hour.&nbsp; Maybe longer if things seem to be working out.&nbsp; &nbsp;If you can't make this time...let me know and we'll move on to the next applicant."<br><br>She knew it was a harsh requirement, but if the job wasn't important enough to cancel anything on his plate, then he wasn't ideal for the job. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 06:00:43</strong>
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				<br><br>It had been a busy week at the local newspaper for Mark, busier then usual, but in the back of his mind he had wondered what had become of his email to the editor of "The Life We Lead".&nbsp; What about it, his resume, his credentials, his education, Karinna did not like?&nbsp; During that week Mark had a long time to contemplate the nature of what he might be taking on...but with each passing day Mark had grown depressed and weary of what he was getting himself into.&nbsp; Night after night, and sometimes during the day, Mark had checked his personal voicemail system, but no call from The Life We Lead.&nbsp; Thursday came along and Mark was headed on his way home after a long day of striving to pull facts together for an up-coming assignment...but was unable to concentrate.&nbsp; He had stopped by his favorite newsstand to pick up the early version of The Life We Lead's weekly publication...hoping to read more erotic stories of Dominant Females that enjoy sitting and smothering the faces of their male submissive friends...even the stories that focused on breath control involving fully clothed facesitting intriqued him...to be reduced to a human seat cushion for an athletic females ass to sit on his face and smother the hell out of him really drove his secretive desires.&nbsp; Mark had contemplated that there was the fantasy-world of Female domination he sought out and then his "real" vanilla world of daily work responsibilities.&nbsp; Mark, often seeing the women around him on a daily basis (whether in the office, at the grocery store, or on the bus he rode to/from work each day), had ever partaken in the fetish play of facesitting/queening and smothering in this way.&nbsp; Of course, Mark knew he couldn't just come right out and ask a women this question...on the street that is, as she would probably consider it "strange".&nbsp; This was in essence the difference between Mark's fantasy world and his real world.&nbsp; This caused Mark to ponder whether he could, in fact, "join the two worlds", that being his deep-seated need to serve a women as her "ass kisser", "face-seat cushion", "leg worshipper", "foot worshipper", not to mention "sadistic facesitter" and his need to be "understood" by a women and not thought of to be "strange".&nbsp; Perhaps, this would some day come true, but for now Mark would have to settle for reading erotic stories in The Life We Lead's stories section, long his favorite periodical!<br><br>Once arriving at his apartment in downtown Kirkland, Mark fumbled with his keys to get the door open, excitedly wanting to tear into his latest copy of The Life We Lead, he noticed the light blinking on his answering machine but figured it was that pesty Comcast Cable salesman trying to get him to subscribe to a costly HD Digital Channel package...don't those guys ever learn!&nbsp; Mark hit his refrigerator on the way to the sofa and grabbed one of his favorite Belgium white ales...damn that Blanche De Brussels was good!&nbsp; Mark began to thumb through his copy when something on the second page caught his eye!&nbsp; It was an update regarding the position offered for a male assistant at The Life We Lead magazine.&nbsp; The advert stated thanks for all the overwhelming replies from males for the new position at the magazine and that the list had been filtered down to just three applicants for which calls had gone out!&nbsp; For a moment Mark thought that his hopes had been dashed...as he was thinking that he slowly turned his head and looked at his answering machine.&nbsp; Could it be, he thought to himself?&nbsp; Mark slowly rose from his sofa and lept to the machine and pressed the playback button.<br><br>Standing at his machine, Mark's jaw flopped open as he listened to the message and dropped his beer on the carpet.&nbsp; Perfectly still, Mark listened to the low haughty sexy voice on the recording instruct him to be at the downtown Seattle location on Friday, 10 AM sharp for an in-person interview.&nbsp; When the message ended, both an immediate sense of excitement ran through his body while at the same time fear spread as well.&nbsp; It was a fear of the unknown...of that collision he pondered earlier that day and many times before...perhaps both his fantasy and real-life world were about to collide.&nbsp; He imagined he could fetch coffee, fill out a spreadsheet and offer any other kind of clerical support that would be necessary.&nbsp; No, where Mark's fear lay was in the fact that he would now have to, in real life, survive having his face sat on for extended periods of time, to serve under the buttocks of his female bosses and used for several hours a day providing long hours of oral adoration to the female staff.&nbsp; From this point forward, should he be chosen for the position, would have to (after all he had no choice it would be a requirement) provide hours of foot, leg, ass worship and butt kissing (on his knees facing the rear of his female boss) to his female boss and her all-female staff.&nbsp; On top of it all, he might have to survive, literally with very little air to breathe, with face crushed under the bottom of the female staff, to their amusement during their Friday evening company social hours, often making it a game.<br><br>Mark immediately made a call to his bosses voicemail stating that he was not feeling well and would not be at work the next day.&nbsp; Returning to the sofa, Mark had realized that, once and for all, he no longer had a need for obtaining Female Domination material through magazines, websites, etc.&nbsp; That his fantasy life was no longer a fantasy and would become reality.&nbsp; Mark felt kind of funny inside, like he was "walking through a door" into a new world...a world of female domination, a journey he had wanted to take most of his adult life...perhaps he had arrived.<br><br>Not wanting to get ahead of himself, Mark dropped the magazine, showered, ate a quick dinner and headed off to bed...needless to say, Mark got very little sleep that night.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 02:00:18</strong>
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				At 9:30 Friday morning, Karinna entered the women's executive washroom and pulled off all of her clothing.&nbsp; That last interview had been rather satisfying, indeed.&nbsp; She had two more to go, though.&nbsp; She flipped on the water and showered off the smell of the last candidate that might have seeped through her clothing and onto her skin.&nbsp; It was a special consideration, she thought.&nbsp; No need to get a candidate wiggy about the competition.<br><br>The only problem she'd had with this last guy was his laugh.&nbsp; It was a bit annoying. Sort of like a donkey braying or something.&nbsp; It was a small thing, but it was the little things that drove her nuts.&nbsp; He had done well with the test she'd had for him, and she wondered if it would be fair to mix it up for the next one or to do the same exact test.&nbsp; She toweled off and put on a fresh pair of panties and a new blouse and skirt.&nbsp; She finished her outfit with thigh high stockings and her favorite pair of Fluevog Mary Janes.&nbsp; She looked mostly business.&nbsp; She combed her hair and flipped it back into her bun, fastened securely to the back of her head with her hair sticks.&nbsp; They were black metal and small rhinestones sparkled on the tips.<br><br>SHe had ten minutes before the next one was due to show.&nbsp; He had promise as a good worker as well as a good tester.&nbsp; The fact he had writing experience gave him ten extra points in her mind.&nbsp; If he was good enough, she might try him out in the "subs corner" they'd been discussing the last few months.&nbsp; The idea of giving the subs a voice in the magazine was hotly debated, but she was all for it. <br><br>She made her way back to her office at the same time as Vanessa.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well, the next two are going to have to be pretty damn impressive to beat that last one's performance," Vanessa said.<br><br>"I thought he was okay.&nbsp; Something about him irked me, though.&nbsp; We have two more to interview," Karinna said.&nbsp; She walked over to her in office coffee bar and offered some to Vanessa.&nbsp; <br><br>Caroline Taunton waited at her desk in the reception.&nbsp; The orders were clear.&nbsp; When they arrived, she was to buzz Karinna's office.&nbsp; Then, she was to take them to the men's washroom and order them to strip naked and put all their belongings in the locker.&nbsp; She was then to escort him through the entire office to Karinna's office.&nbsp; When they got there, she was to instruct them to get on their knees at the door and then knock.&nbsp; &nbsp;When they were done, she was to escort them back to the men's washroom and then out of the building.&nbsp; The last one had left looking vaguely smug though, and she'd emailed Karinna that as he left the building he had been met by another man who high-fived him as he left.&nbsp; <br><br>Caroline took a sip of coffee and waited at the desk for the second interview of the day.&nbsp; A Mark Saddleface.&nbsp; It was 9:57, he would be here soon.
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				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>21-02-2010, 01:35:21</strong>
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				Mark woke up extra early Friday morning...for some reason he had no need to drag himselt out of bed.&nbsp; No, this was no ordinary Friday, this was *the* day he would have an opportunity to show the women at The Life We Lead, and in particular Karinna, that he was the best "man for the job!"&nbsp; Mark bounced in to the shower, quickly cleaned himself off, washed his hair and dragged a razor across his face.&nbsp; Mark stood for a moment in the mirror looking at himself...for some strange reason he looked different today he thought to himself.&nbsp; After further reflection, he determined the look on his face was one of "release", meaning, release from his normal life...Mark couldn't know what lay ahead of him.&nbsp; After getting cleaned up, he walked out to his master bedroom, slipped on a pair of slacks, button-down shirt and a casual sport jacket.&nbsp; Mark headed to his kitchen to enjoy his usual favorite breakfast of 1/2 avocado on sprouted grain whole-wheat muffin with raisens, and a healthy serving of his favorite tropical fruit, mango.&nbsp; After washing his breakfast down with some Peet's coffee, he grabbed his keys and headed out the door.&nbsp; Mark brought the sound of his 528I to a low roar, then pulled out of his garage.&nbsp; Mark drove with a level of anticipation he had never felt in his life as he headed out of Kirkland, over the 520 bridge and down route 5.&nbsp; Mark took the Cherry Street exit and headed down to Yesler Way...being familiar with the area as Elliot Bay Books being one of his favorite haunts.&nbsp; After a quick stop or two, Mark was at the Conrad building...glancing down, he read his watch, it was 9:55 AM.&nbsp; Mark turned off the engine, sat for a moment, gathered his courage, opened the door and stepped out on to the curb shutting the door behind him.&nbsp; It was as though he was shutting the door on his past life and about to audition for a very different one...that of being subservient to a Women owned, Women run magazine dedicated to the Female Domination lifestyle.&nbsp; Mark stood tall...perhaps one of the last times in his own mind, and walked up to the door.&nbsp; Mark passed a guy walking on his way out who had quite the smile on his face and out of nowwhere raised his hand to extend a high 5.&nbsp; Mark returned the high-5, but thought this strange as he really didn't know the guy...Mark didn't pay it much thought after it happened.&nbsp; Mark opened the door, entered the building and found "The Life We Lead", Suite 200 in the office building directory.&nbsp; Mark decided to take the stairs to work off some nervous energy and quickly made his way up to the second floor where he opened the door and entered the office.<br><br>Directly ahead of him sat a rather attractive women staring up at him from behind her horn-rimmed stylistic glasses.&nbsp; The name plate on the desk read "Caroline Taunton".&nbsp; Mark walked forward and greeted Caroline, "Hi Miss Taunton, I'm Mark Saddleface and I believe Karinna is expecting me, I have a ten o'clock with her.".&nbsp; Caroline responded and said, "Yes, we are expecting you."&nbsp; Caroline rose from her desk, pressed a button on top of the desk and spoke in to the intercom, "Mark's here...I'll prepare him for the interview."&nbsp; As Caroline rose, Mark couldn't help but notice her stature, she was not short by any means, but on the tall side.&nbsp; In addition, Mark noticed she was somewhat muscular and walked around her desk with an air of dominance.&nbsp; Caroline motioned for Mark to follow her and lead him down the hallway to the men's washroom.&nbsp; Caroline opened the door as Mark entered and to Mark's surprise, Caroline stated in no uncertain terms, "strip off all your clothes and put them in locker number 10."&nbsp; Mark first thought the request to be at the least inappropriate for an office interview, but then after Caroline's hands perched dominantly on her hips and her stone cold stare on her face, figured she was a women not to be reckoned with and quickly started to take his clothes off.&nbsp; Mark felt uncomfortable at first as Caroline watched him get undressed, but then figured he'll need to get used to being naked in the presence of fully-clothed women, and especially the women on the The Life We Lead's staff.&nbsp; Mark quickly completed his first task, standing there in his birthday suit and then Caroline mentioned to follow her.&nbsp; Mark did so with his eyes gazed downwards, partly out of being ashamed of being naked as he was lead by the offices and cubes of women at work, all taking a turn to stare at him...he could feel the eyes on him.&nbsp; As Mark was doing this, he couldn't help but notice the fullness and how much it protruded of Caroline's bottom, it seemed "larger than life".&nbsp; Mark started to think about whether he would have to survive Caroline's bottom on his face but quickly had to stop this "train of thought" as he could feel his manhood start to become aroused.&nbsp; Caroline arrived at an office door and Mark lifted his gaze to read the name on the door, Karinna..Mark couln't quite pronounce, or make out the rest of the name on the plate as it appeared to be some foreign and exotic name.&nbsp; Caroline quickly caught Mark's attention pushing down on his shoulders and Mark then dropped to his knees.&nbsp; Caroline then stated to Mark that he must knock on the door and wait for it to open.&nbsp; As Mark knocked on the door, Caroline walked away.&nbsp; Mark knocked again and then suddenly started to hear footsteps arriving at the other side of the door.&nbsp; With the door knob at eye-level, Mark watched it turn and then started to look up in anticipation of who would answer.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 20:25:32</strong>
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				Karinna and Vanessa watched the closed circuit television as Caroline escorted Mark to the men's locker room.&nbsp; As he undressed they made note that he quickly complied with her directions and didn't speak back.&nbsp; So far so good.&nbsp; Karinna enjoyed watching men undress, and this was certainly a lot of fun.&nbsp; &nbsp;His body seemed to match the photograph he had sent in.&nbsp; <br><br>Vanessa turned to her and said, "You find him attractive, don't you?"<br><br>Karinna smiled and said, "It's a nice bonus.&nbsp; You know that I don't generally care much what they look like."<br><br>Caroline lead him through the offices so that other staff members could get a good look at him as they went.&nbsp; Karinna turned off her monitor as Caroline and Mark approached.&nbsp; &nbsp;She wondered if he noticed he was the only naked man in the office at the moment.&nbsp; Friday was the one day in the week when men were told to dress professionally as most appointments for outside vendors and clients were made for Fridays.&nbsp; It turns out a good third of their advertising came from people who were happy selling products to their particular market, they weren't necessarily comfortable with the lifestyle being so openly displayed. Karinna had argued that it was hypocritical, but the bottom line was that some people were fine making kinky products, but not using them.&nbsp; The outside vendors had been canceled for the sake of the interviews.&nbsp; <br><br>When Mark knocked, Karinna opened the door and smiled down at him.&nbsp; "Welcome, Mark.&nbsp; I'm Karinna Meyers, and this is Vanessa Grendle, editor in chief.&nbsp; It's nice to meet you.&nbsp; Come on in."<br><br>She gestured for him to enter.&nbsp; Vanessa sat in one of the two chairs in front of Karinna's desk, her long legs crossed.&nbsp; She wore a simple business suit, as she had a meeting later that day with some advertisers.&nbsp; Her black boots covered her legs from the knee down and were made of a soft Ultrasuede leather.&nbsp; They ended in a heel that could be used as a weapon.&nbsp; Her ears glinted with a simple diamond stud in each ear.&nbsp; A simple gold chain dangled from her neck with a matching stone that hung above a deep cleft in her shirt.<br><br>Karinna shut the door behind Mark and crossed the room to the only other chair and sat in it.&nbsp; She crossed her legs, and the short fabric of her skirt rode up to expose the She pointed to a spot on the floor in front of the two women for Mark.&nbsp; She picked up Mark's resume and looked it over again.&nbsp; <br><br>"Let's see... why don't we start with you.&nbsp; &nbsp;Your resume looks good.&nbsp; It's nice to see you have some professional writing experience.&nbsp; Let's start with, 'Why do you want to work here?'"<br><br>She casually reached her foot out and placed her shoe on his chest, her heel pressing into his nipple. She didn't smile or change expression.&nbsp; She watched his face and body closely for reactions.&nbsp; <br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 23:56:09</strong>
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				Mark was now on his knees when he knocked at the door...as the handle slowly turned, seconds seemed like minutes seemed like hours.&nbsp; Mark just didn't know what to expect..for a split second in his mind, he thought, "what am I'm doing"...and had second thoughts, but then the door opened.&nbsp; Looking forward, Mark first saw what looked like a sexy pair of calfs, then shins, then as his gaze rose legs, waist, shoulders than eyes!&nbsp; Mark knees where literally shaking as her beauty washed over him...then, came the sound from her lips introducing herself as Karinna Meyers.&nbsp; Mark's attention was fixed on Karinna as she then directed it behind her and then Mark's mouth literally dropped open.&nbsp; Mark's eyes cast on Vanessa Grendle as Karinna introduced him to her.&nbsp; As if Karinna's beauty couldn't be topped, Vanessa had in fact topped it...in various ways.&nbsp; Mark's gaze began to lower, partly to show respect for Vanessa, but as it lowered, he couldn't help but notice the conservative business suit, the incredible looking boots and then Mark felt a lump in the bottom of his throats as he saw Vanessa's heels...Mark figured, those could be dangerous if I don't please well.<br><br>Mark crawled on all fours to the position on the floor as directed by Karinna and then basically sat, like a dog at attention, waiting for the interview to start.&nbsp; Vanessa's first question came quickly, but Mark had expected it since he had been asked it before in other interviews.&nbsp; What Mark didn't plan for was having to answer this question in the subservient position he was in and as such he was having trouble remembering his rehearsed answer.&nbsp; To make matters worse, Vanessa had put that heel he began to fear right against his nipple, applying a bit of pressure.&nbsp; Mark began to answer as his voice began to shake and split a bit,<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I have been reading your publication for a couple of years now and I have always wanted to be in the presence and serve a<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Dominant Women that knows she is superior to me, both physically and mentally.&nbsp; I have also wanted the opportunity to<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; write for a publication of this nature and stature, figuring I could "learn the ropes" and some day perhaps write for<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; for it.&nbsp; For now, I feel I could be of service helping out with copy, fetching things, and perhaps provide whatever<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; personal services the Female staff here at the publication require.&nbsp; I'm very attentive, I work diligently and have<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; have great stamina in many different areas.<br><br>While Mark was giving his answer, he couldn't help but flinch a bit, but maintained his composure in providing his answer.&nbsp; Mark also<br>couldn't help but notice the strong looking legs and had wondered what it would be like to suffer physical pain at the "hands" of those legs, meaning...would Vanessa be using them on his neck for her amusement...the thought confounded Mark.&nbsp; He could certainly withstand hours of sitting on his face, but powerful thigh muscles crushing his neck was something he really didn't want to experience.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>23-03-2010, 19:50:57</strong>
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				Karinna pushed steadily against Mark's nipple as he spoke.&nbsp; He maintained his calm as he gave his memorized spiel.&nbsp; &nbsp;She smiled down at him and crossed her arms over her chest.&nbsp; <br><br>"Now that you've got your rehearsed easy answer out, Mark," she said, a little disdain to her voice,"I'd like to know what you'd tell your friends should you take this job.&nbsp; What if someone wants to meet you for lunch at your office?&nbsp; Have you thought about the implications of being a slave-boy to the staff at this magazine?"<br><br>As she spoke, she moved the heel of her boot to his other nipple.&nbsp; She believed in equal treatment.&nbsp; The shift in her leg position, she knew, would provide a straight view between her legs.&nbsp; Her thigh high stockings ended with lace at the top and had one of those new sticky edges that kept them in place without garters.&nbsp; Her panties were a solid satin panel that provided no particular detail to what lay hidden beneath.&nbsp; <br><br>She watched his face closely.&nbsp; So many had never considered what it would be like to learn to lie all the time, or to come out to their family as a fetishist.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 02:50:29</strong>
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				Mark, watching slowly as Vanessa brought her heel to his other nipple, was having trouble contemplating what Vanessa was asking of him.&nbsp; It wasn't for lack of understanding her words, he knew exactly what she was asking, it was the view that was afforded him.&nbsp; A view he couldn't help but stare at as he had never before in his life seen such a fantastic looking upper thigh...it was tanned, so muscular and sexy to boot.&nbsp; At the end of that leg was a panel of satin panties that he longed for...to serve under, to be smothered by.&nbsp; Slightly shaking his head, Mark brought himself to his senses enough to answer Vanessa.&nbsp; Mark was at that point, a cross-roads where he had to, more or less, take two courses of action, either lie all the time or be straight with everyone about what his new lifestyle might be like, and who it might alienate.&nbsp; Mark answered Vanessa, "Ms Grendle, I answered your ad knowing full well that my life would change.&nbsp; In some ways it would change for the best, in other ways I would need to potentially alienate others, my family, friends, etc.&nbsp; I have decided that I would rather live my life in a way I feel is quite natural, serving the staff at this magazine in various ways, then go the rest of my life wondering "what might had been.&nbsp; I am ready quite willing to undergo any test you might have for me at this time in order to demonstrate my ability to serve.&nbsp; If family, friends come to visit me at this office and are unable to accept the position I have here, then I will need to let them know I have made a sacrifice to become loyal to you, Karinna and the other staff at this magazine and if they are unable to accept it, then our friendship will not survive."<br>Mark, having completed his answer looked up at Vanessa with puppy dog eyes..hopefully gaining a smile from her.&nbsp; Mark's answer going through his head...a test...wondering what form that might take...hopefully Vanessa would go easy on him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 00:51:38</strong>
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				Karinna watched Mark closely as he responded.&nbsp; It seemed genuine enough, not overly rehearsed and practiced.&nbsp; She fired another dozen questions his direction.&nbsp; She did want to make sure he could edit and actually do some work, after all.&nbsp; It didn't take her long to realize that he was an actual professional that could also get a lot of legitimate work done.&nbsp; Still, he was a virgin when it came to his own professed kinks.&nbsp; Maybe it was all mental for him and he'd flip with the reality of it.<br><br>She looked over at Vanessa who nodded at her unspoken question.&nbsp; Karinna turned back to Mark and said,"You've answered all my questions for now.&nbsp; &nbsp;I do need to know if you are able to follow through on some things physically, however.&nbsp; After all, you've admitted that you've had little actual experience and, for all I know, you might freak at the real physical."<br><br>"I think we need to test you out for a little ride.&nbsp; If you can manage to pass the test, I would say the job is very likely yours," she said.&nbsp; She pushed her heels into his chest and nodded her chin at him, indicating he should move to his back.&nbsp; "Nothing fancy...just a simple timer.&nbsp; We'll see how you do, and go from there."<br><br>She looked at Vanessa and said, "Want to start the stop watch?"&nbsp; <br><br>Vanessa smiled and said, "Sure..."<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>09-05-2010, 10:56:53</strong>
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				Mark felt a slight bit of pain on his chest as Karinna's heels applied pressure against them...Mark instinctively lunged backwards and awkwardly landed on his back on the carpeted office room<br>floor.&nbsp; Mark lay there very still going over in his mind what Karinna might put him through next.&nbsp; "A stop watch...what in the world...a stop watch is used for timing things."&nbsp; Ah, Mark thought, Karinna must<br>be interested in how long I can endure "keeping it up!".&nbsp; Yeah, that must be the test.&nbsp; Mark, watching nervously as Karinna approached his body started to notice that she was not actually going to come<br>in contact with his crotch.&nbsp; &nbsp;No, it seemed as though Karinna was heading up his body from his mid-section near his face, this had Mark puzzled as to what was coming... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>13-05-2010, 08:07:54</strong>
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				"Why Mark, you look confused?" Karinna said.&nbsp; "If you can handle this, you can handle just about anything. Just relax and enjoy."<br><br>She nodded at Vanessa as she simply lowered herself onto Mark's face. She pulled up her skirt so she could see his eyes, but his nose and mouth were buried in her panties and between her thighs.&nbsp; Vanessa got up and crouched nearby so she could see Mark's reaction.&nbsp; Every thirty seconds or so, she nodded her head gently and Karinna rolled up enough to give him room for air.&nbsp; <br><br>She kept the seal rather tight, making sure he couldn't breath unless she allowed him too.&nbsp; This way she would know if he was prone to freaking out.&nbsp; They always are so sure of themselves until they are actually in a position where they don't have control.&nbsp; That's usually when they change their mind.&nbsp; Her own excitement had leaked through to his face and she could see the shine of her own liquids against his skin.<br><br>"Oh, dear...I think you excite me Mark..." she teased.&nbsp; She turned to look over her shoulder at his naked body.&nbsp; "Does this excite you, too?"&nbsp; She knew he couldn't answer but the state of his body would tell her all she needed to know.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>13-05-2010, 10:07:27</strong>
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				Mark just lay there petrified to move...the initial thoughts going through his mind.&nbsp; "Oh man, this feels magnificent! The warmth of this bottom on my face, the satiny underwear, smooth thighs...hmm".&nbsp; After the first minute or so Mark was in absolute heaven!&nbsp; Mark's eyes peaking up from underneath Karinna's satiny crotch had the look of absolute puppy-love, or was it panty-love?&nbsp; Slowly though, and periodically, to Mark it seemed like 30 seconds or so, Karinna would lift-up reducing the pressure on his face and he was able to suck some air, although still getting a panty-full...then back under. <br><br>Mark's thoughts were beginning to change though.&nbsp; "I've enjoyed this, and so has Karinna, but for how long can she keep this up?&nbsp; My face/head is beginning to ache&nbsp; due to the pressure on my face...oh man, this woman is serious!&nbsp; But I have to have this job..."<br><br>Mark could feel his eyes begin to water a bit, it must have due to the air-tight seal underneath Karinna's pantied bottom and every time he tried to move his head to grab the least bit of air from beneath that smothering bottom, Karinna met his move with the perfect twist of her hips to deny him.&nbsp; Each time Karinna would let up, Mark could feel himself needing more and more air.&nbsp; It didn't feel like Karinna was giving him the same amount each time, but she actually was, it was Mark that was beginning to wear down.&nbsp; Karinna was simply wearing him down...testing his endurance to go repeatedly with no air for frequent periods of time...&nbsp; All the while Mark's brain was telling him he couldn't keep this up indefinitely, and hoping Karinna would see this, his lower abdomen was betraying him...why did Mark enjoy such torment under a women's bottom?&nbsp; This had perplexed Mark for most of his adult life, for he actually enjoyed suffering under the bottom of a woman...
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>14-05-2010, 02:40:59</strong>
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				"Think about what's going through your head, Mark.&nbsp; I want you to spend half an hour writing it up as though you are writing an article for other subs or some such," Karinna said, speaking rationally and calmly.&nbsp; She looked over at Vanessa who was timing the session. <br><br>When she saw Mark's tears in his eyes she wiped them away carefully.&nbsp; Smiling gently she said, "You're doing great sweetie...just keep it up a little longer..."<br><br>WIth each of his struggles, she pressed in tighter with her thighs.&nbsp; &nbsp;She could sense the end was nearing and spoke more to him, reassuring him that he was doing well and that she was very excited by his abilities.&nbsp; "I won't let you go for a bit yet...you can handle it..."<br><br>When she thought he might be getting close she said, "When you feel you are about to freak, tap me twice with your free hand..."&nbsp; She would let him up with the signal.&nbsp; She had seen that he'd already surpassed the confident fuck who'd left an hour ago.&nbsp; And damn, if Mark's eyes didn't look so sweet between her legs like that.&nbsp; She hoped he could write about it with some level of thoughtfulness.&nbsp; <br><br>She continued her gentle tone and lifting to give him air, waiting until he couldn't take it any more. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>16-05-2010, 11:18:31</strong>
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				Mark was really beginning to feel worn down by now.&nbsp; He could feel his energy begin to leave his body as he had been burning quite a bit of it catching those few precious gulps of air each time and through Karinna's pantied bottom.&nbsp; It wasn't as though Mark had complete access to fresh air, no, with each release Karinna so generously had given him, he had to exert energy to suck for air from beneath Karinna's pantied bottom.<br><br>Mark felt some loving from Karinna as she wiped the tears from his eyes...how thoughtful Mark felt.&nbsp; It was strange in a way, while Mark appreciated the gesture, he was at the same time starting to feel his lungs starting to burn a bit, as Karinna's intense and warm bottom became his entire world each time Karinna sat back down.&nbsp; With each repeated sit by Karinna, Mark could feel that intense pressure and warmth grow hotter and hotter over his face.&nbsp; The fact that Mark could see light was a relief he thought as his eyes began to bulge a bit and grow wider and wider each time he felt Karinna's thighs firmly grasp his head just a little more snug.<br><br>Okay, Mark heard Karinna's kind words about how long he had gone and how had outlasted the last "confident fuck" to use Karinna's own words.&nbsp; Mark thought, "Great, all I need to do now is to give the hand tap and I have some relief from Karinna's smothering bottom!".&nbsp; Mark began to muster the energy to lift his hand but was unable to do it at first...no, he had underestimated his weakened state and really need a breath of fresh air before he could attempt it.&nbsp; Mark quickly thrust his head to the side in hope to dislodge Karinna for just the slightest moment to catch some air but was unable to do so as Karinna had confidently held his head in place with her strong and crushing thighs...Mark began to plead a bit from underneath Karinna's pantied bottom...sounding a bit like a muffled grunt noise.&nbsp; Marks lungs really began to burn now and was waiting for the next time Karinna would permit him a breath of fresh air...it must be coming soon Mark thought.<br><br>Mark felt Karinna begin to lift up and as she did Mark sucked furiously for air and was just able to lift his hand to tap Karinna's leg twice.&nbsp; Mark felt a strange sense of pride wash over him as he knew he had outlasted the last guy and based on Karinna's words had "gone the distance" for her, for now he thought.&nbsp; On the flip side, Mark began to think to himself of what Karinna had asked of him, to write thoughtfully, from a sub perspective about his experience and what was going through his mind.&nbsp; The thoughts began to emerge of how while he was struggling a bit under Karinna's pantied bottom, he truly loved being "there", and for a short time had been his entire world.&nbsp; Mark was hooked and would do anything to "live" under Karinna's backside, struggle or no struggle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 23:33:10</strong>
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				When Karinna felt Mark's tap against her leg she nodded at Vanessa who clicked the watch again.&nbsp; Karinna stroked Mark's face again before slowly adjusting her position, letting his nose free first and then lifting off entirely.&nbsp; &nbsp;She watched for his response as he was freed while standing up above him.&nbsp; Her panties were wet, though it was hard for her to tell if it was from Mark's mouth and struggle or from her own excitement of pressing against his face.&nbsp; She almost wanted to make him prove that he could do more, but it was enough for now.<br><br>As far as she was concerned, the interview was quite successful and she looked at Vanessa for confirmation.&nbsp; Vanessa shrugged and nodded her assent, knowing that Mark had been her top choice all along.&nbsp; Vanessa had seen him under Karinna's ample bottom and thought he would do fine. Having someone in the office who was also capable of doing some other work was just going to be a bonus.<br><br>Karinna still stood over the naked body under her.&nbsp; She squatted down so that she was hovering over his chest and she could see his face.&nbsp; "Well, Mark...It looks like you've got yourself a new job.&nbsp; You should give notice at your old place, and if you need the time, you can start in two weeks."<br><br>She stepped away from him and straightened her skirt.&nbsp; Unlike her previous interview, she didn't feel much of an urge to wash and get the man's scent off her.&nbsp; She found this one highly attractive.&nbsp; "You can get up now--though I want you to stay on your knees while in here...&nbsp; Caroline will take you back to the washroom and you can get dressed to go to personnel and fill out all the paperwork."&nbsp; <br><br>Karinna picked up the handset from her desk and spoke into it,"Caroline, please take Mr. Saddleface down to his clothing and then personnel.&nbsp; They'll have an email from me before you get him down there."<br><br>Soon enough Caroline appeared at the door to take Mark back down and fill out paperwork.<br><br>***<br>Karinna quickly sent the order down to personnel so they could have things ready for Mark when he arrived.&nbsp; He'd looked so wonderful with his face between her legs, all red and his eyes tearing up at the exertion.&nbsp; She sat back in her chair and lifted her skirt before slipping her fingers into her panties.&nbsp; She masturbated to get the sexual tension and excitement over with as much as anything.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was&nbsp; excited to begin her new special spread in the magazine that would focus on this particular kink.&nbsp; Mark was going to give her so much to write about.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 09:45:39</strong>
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				Mark rose to his knees still recovering from his pleasant ordeal under Karinna's pantied backside.&nbsp; Mark, still a bit dazed, but able to follow directions remained on his knees and hobbled his way<br>to the door to follow Caroline.&nbsp; Caroline turned around and motioned for Mark, still on his knees to move past her and out the door.&nbsp; As Mark did so, Caroline closed the door and for a split moment Mark<br>was "face to face" with Caroline's most protruding backside at which Mark just somewhat stared dumbounded.&nbsp; Caroline then stood there for a long moment knowing full well that Mark's gaze was on her backside<br>and then slowly turned around and motioned for Mark to follow her, but to remain on his knees.&nbsp; As Mark did his best to follow Caroline, he couldn't help but feel the eyes on him as he wobbled by the other people<br>whom would soon be his colleagues at the The Lives We Lead.&nbsp; Mark did his best to wobble along and couldn't but help stare at the back of Caroline's backside as she ushered him back down to the washroom<br>to change back into his clothes.<br><br>Caroline ordered Mark to get dressed, and then to meet her outside the washroom and to be quick about it.&nbsp; Mark, excited, quickly complied and threw his clothes on in in record time.&nbsp; Still a bit drunk on what<br>had just transpired, Mark made his way out of the washroom and then followed Caroline down to personnel.&nbsp; Once at personnel, Caroline knocked on a unlabeled door, then left Mark to his own senses.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 05:24:22</strong>
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				Maggie Brown looked up from her desk when the new guy walked in.&nbsp; She smiled broadly and said, "Hi.&nbsp; You must be Mark.&nbsp; I've got things printed and ready to go."<br><br>She pointed to the seat in front of her and added,"I'm also your lifeboat.&nbsp; That is...if you ever get freaked, worried, or really injured or hurt in a way that wasn't what you wanted, you come to me.&nbsp; I make sure your medical and stuff is all taken care of.&nbsp; And, I make sure you are a happy worker bee."<br><br>She began to thrust papers in front of him.&nbsp; Words like "damage" and "liability waiver" and "Bodily injury" and "Hold Harmless" floated up in a myriad of ways on several sets of papers.&nbsp; The benefits package was contained in a glossy folder and she said, "Now, you don't have to sign them all right now.&nbsp; Go ahead...have your attorney look at them.&nbsp; We're legit, but we also have to cover our ass--even if it's not just on your face."&nbsp; She let out a howl of laughter and plunked back down into her chair.<br><br>The seat groaned under her weight, for Maggie was a happy solid two hundred and twenty pounds of woman.&nbsp; Her breasts were held happily aloft and shown round beneath a v-cut top, and her wide hips were contained deftly by a black leather skirt.&nbsp; Her hair was flawless and her red nails perfectly done.&nbsp; She smiled brightly and clearly over her desk at Mark and said, "Now...remember... I'm here for you anytime, Mark.&nbsp; And, you don't have to come on official business...&nbsp; Do you have any questions?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>29-05-2010, 21:36:53</strong>
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				Mark, still a bit drunk, but with a strange sense of enjoyment entered the office and was greeted with a warm and quite welcoming smile.&nbsp; Ms Maggie Brown had introduced herself and motioned for Mark to plant himself in the chair in front of her desk.<br>Mark, still in a trans like state after experiencing Karinna's bottom thought to himself as Maggie spoke, "I can't image what Maggie is referring to, freaked, worried, etc.&nbsp; While that experience under Karinna's backside was a little strenuous, I could have lasted a little longer..."&nbsp; Regardless, this was Mark's dream job and he wasn't going to let a little legalese get in the way of working at The Life We Lead.<br><br>As Mark sat, he quickly looked over the papers that Maggie had placed in front of him and thought to himself...why pay an attorney?&nbsp; This is a dream job, Karinna and Vanessa look like great women to work for, and I get to hone my literary skills as well!&nbsp; Mark decided to just go ahead and sign as Maggie made him feel at ease with her words regarding "being there for him", etc.&nbsp; Mark did have a little bit of concern when he heard the chair groan under Maggie's weight, but damn she looked good in her black skirt, etc.&nbsp; However, Mark couldn't see the magazine expecting him to work "under" Maggie...I mean he was being hired by Vanessa and Karinna.<br><br>Mark quickly completed signing the papers and as he handed them back to Maggie, saw a very broad smile on her face.&nbsp; As Mark was leaving, he couldn't think of any questions to pose to Maggie...although on the way out of the office, he couldn't help but wonder about the phrases again, freaked, worried, really injured...Mark paused for a moment, then stated to himself,&nbsp; that's just for legalese...I'll be fine, I think.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 17:13:42</strong>
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				As Mark left Maggie yelled after him, "Anytime you want a real woman, you come see me, ya' hear?"&nbsp; She let out a large cackle as the new hire left.&nbsp; She probably wouldn't see him much, but she was always willing to offer.<br><br>***<br>Karinna had a date set up for Friday night at some new bar on the Eastside.&nbsp; She had no idea why she ever bothered dating someone who insisted on an Eastside hook-up.&nbsp; What could possibly be of interest in Kirkland, anyway?&nbsp; She finished up at the office and went home to get ready for her date.&nbsp; She wore a new little dress she'd gotten off Modcloth and knee hi white leather boots.&nbsp; They were going to a bar and dancing.&nbsp; She googled the address again and headed across the bridge, not at all surprised that most of the traffic at this time of evening was heading toward the city.&nbsp; An omen?&nbsp; She grimaced as she pulled off the freeway and started following her google instructions on her iphone.&nbsp; <br><br>She drove up the main drag of downtown Kirkland until she saw the bar.&nbsp; They were going to meet at the Tully's coffee across the street, and she'd already told the guy she'd be wearing white boots so he could recognize her.&nbsp; She drove past the coffee house and peered in to see if she could figure out who he was so she could disappear quickly if he was a complete loser or liar.&nbsp; Too many guys had posted pictures of their wannabe selves not their real selves.&nbsp; She hated that sort of shit.<br><br>She had to drive a couple blocks up and over to find parking.&nbsp; She walked back to the Tully's and stood in line to get a quick drink.&nbsp; Soon enough a decent looking guy approached and said, "I sure hope your name is Karinna..."&nbsp; Karinna looked at him and said, "Well, you look a lot like your picture, Dave."<br><br>Dave smiled and held out his hand.&nbsp; There was something about him that she disliked immediately, but she couldn't put her finger on it.&nbsp; They talked and drank their coffee before changing their plans to try out the restaurant up the street.&nbsp; It was a large sort of swanky place with dark tables and white linen.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was already trying to figure out how to ditch him when he started to talk about investing tactics and the latest issues with the fed and the way they were mucking things up with rate increases or something.&nbsp; It all turned into a mosquito buzz as she looked out the window and at the passers by.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>10-06-2010, 09:06:58</strong>
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				Mark had arrived home earlier in the day after his interview.&nbsp; Mark, still in a bit of shock, a pleasant one at that, had fumbled for his keys and<br>crashed through his front door making a quick dash for his bed.&nbsp; Mark collapsed, layed there dazed for a moment and then fell fast asleep.&nbsp; <br><br>Hours later, Mark rolled over, opened one eye and noticed it starting to get dark.&nbsp; He glanced over at his clock wondering if it was early in the<br>next morning or at dusk the night before.&nbsp; Mark's clock affirmed it was dusk...and he was late for his evening jog.&nbsp; Mark dashed out of bed, threw<br>off his clothed and changed into his running gear.&nbsp; Mark grabbed papaya drink, his favorite, and headed out the door.&nbsp; <br><br>Mark always enjoyed running in downtown Kirkland as his condo was but a block away and it was mostly flat there.&nbsp; Mark started his usual route up<br>Central Way, by the Park Place shopping center and turned a right on 6th street.&nbsp; Mark continued to run at a pretty quick pace and hung a right on<br>Kirkland Avenue and then down the hill past St. James Espresso and the Kirkland library.&nbsp; Mark continued on past one of his favorite haunts, the<br>Trellis Restaurant and then down to the corner of Lake Street.&nbsp; The crowds started to pick up along the sidewalks forcing Mark to have to slow to a<br>walk.&nbsp; By now, Mark's heart beat was still racing and his legs, arms and shoulders were pumped from his run.&nbsp; Mark was walking by Tully's and then<br>passed by that new, but chic restaurant.&nbsp; He had spotted some pretty hot women in there in the past but rarely entered due to quite simply not having<br>&nbsp;a date.&nbsp; As Mark walked by, he could help but freeze in his tracks...there in the window staring out at him was none other than Karinna!&nbsp; Their<br>eyes met for a moment and Mark couldn't help but feel compelled to walk forward, but he saw Karinna was with another guy and kept his distance.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 22:54:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karinna was beyond bored and needed a way out.&nbsp; She wished that her friends would call and interrupt so she could fake some sort of emergency or something.&nbsp; They hadn't even ordered yet, and she was already feeling like the evening was a complete disaster.&nbsp; He hadn't asked her much about what she did, and he didn't seem to care.&nbsp; She was more than annoyed with guys who felt they had to talk about what they did all fucking day.&nbsp; Don't they ever get bored?<br><br>She was more than a little surprised but also tremendously relieved when she saw a familiar face through the window.&nbsp; When her eyes met Mark's she hoped he'd read her right and come inside, but he kept his distance.&nbsp; So, instead, she said to Dave,"Oh..my...god...I can't believe it...Look Dave..."<br><br>She waved crazily at Mark and motioned she was coming out...she hoped he'd stop and wait for her.<br><br>"I'm really sorry, it's complicated...isn't everything complicated?&nbsp; But there's this guy out there, that...well, I need to go.&nbsp; I'm really sorry...and thanks for the coffee...it's just...not going to work out," she said, rushing away from the table and out the door of the restaurant.<br><br>She looked toward where she'd last seen Mark and waved again, looking only briefly and with a final apologetic smile toward Dave before rushing over to Mark.<br><br>"Just play along, okay?" she said, "Pretend you're like my boyfriend who just got back from Iraq or something..." as she tossed her arms around his neck and hugged him as if he was a long lost lover.&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>29-08-2010, 11:52:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark felt a little dazed and confused, but feeling quite natural followed Karinna's lead and gave Karinna a big hug back picking Karinna off her feet momentarily.<br>After the embrace was over, Mark felt Karinna's hands let him go and he did the same.&nbsp; Karinna had said to Mark, "I'm glad I ran into you, it saved me from a perfectly boring time!".<br>Mark responded with, "Glad to have helped out."&nbsp; Karinna then grabbed him by the hand and led him forward saying, "come on, let's go for a walk".&nbsp; Mark began to walk hand-in-hand<br>with Karinna now out of site of Dave.&nbsp; Mark couldn't help but see how beautiful and decked-out Karinna looked in her dress and boots...it began to remind of the events earlier in the day at which<br>point Mark caught a glimpse of Karinna's swaying backside beneath her dress and recalled in his mind of having his face under that beautiful bottom.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>01-09-2010, 02:49:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karinna took a peak at the disappointed guy she'd left behind and gave him a half-hearted sad face just to not appear utterly mean.&nbsp; As soon as they were beyond the corner she turned to Mark and said, "Oh...thank you.&nbsp; It's sweet of you to jump in like that."<br><br>It wasn't ideal that she'd been rescued by the guy she'd just hired so she could spend most of the day abusing him.&nbsp; Still, it was sort of ironic in a funny way.<br><br>She looked around at the area and pointed to a bar that looked pretty busy.&nbsp; "You want to get a drink or something? I owe you at least that."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>06-09-2010, 09:17:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark responded with a look into Karinna's eyes of pure puppy affection after her remark.&nbsp; Mark, captivated by her beauty then replied, "Sure, I'm glad to have done it...anything for your Karinna".<br><br>Mark then followed Karinna's lead as she led him towards the bar.&nbsp; Mark was wondering where this was leading, I mean being subservient to Karinna and the other female editors at the "Life We Lead" was part of his day job, but would he be required to put in, eh, "extra hours?"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 02:27:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Karinna sat at the bar and got the barkeep's attention.&nbsp; "I'll take a Manhattan...and I'm buying this guy whatever he wants."<br><br>She smiled brightly and said, "The least I can do is buy you a drink...I didn't mean to hijack your evening, either.&nbsp; If you need to be somewhere..."<br><br>She looked around the bar and said, "Not bad for the Eastside."&nbsp; She crossed her long legs and blinked a couple of times.&nbsp; It wasn't until that moment how strange this moment seemed to her.&nbsp; Then she added, at the last second, "God...I hope...I mean...You don't have to be here at all...this has nothing to with your job and I won't hold it against you if you just leave or whatever..."<br><br>She didn't want to be accused of harassment outside of the workplace.&nbsp; She wondered what would constitute it inside her workplace given the situation, but let it go for the moment.&nbsp; The circular argument when she was tipsy would just serve to confuse her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 10:15:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark spoke up and said to the barkeep, "I'll have a Blanche DeBrussels"...as he thought to himself, my favorite.<br><br>Mark had taken in Karinna's words for a moment...on the one hand he didn't want Karinna to think he had no life outside of work, but then<br>again after the experience earlier in the day, was curious whether it could be taken farther.&nbsp; With these thoughts in his head, Mark said to Karinna, <br>"Well, I was just finishing up my run, and I think it would be fun to hang out with you here to explore each others backgrounds, to see where were at."<br><br>Mark couldn't help but steal a look at Karinna's luscious long legs as she crossed them...long and powerful looking legs on a women was such a turn<br>on for Mark, perhaps something Karinna did not know at the moment, or might soon find out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 21:15:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Karinna leaned back into her chair and said, "Well, your timing was perfect.&nbsp; I don't generally go on blind dates, but I've been sort of bored lately.&nbsp; With dating in general."<br><br>She picked up the bar menu and looked at it.&nbsp; "I didn't get much before...I'm going to order something to eat.&nbsp; I'll buy you whatever, too. "<br><br>She picked out a couple of little plates from the menu and turned back to Mark as the waiter wrote them down.&nbsp; "I'm divorced once.&nbsp; Single now...not looking for marriage again.&nbsp; I'm looking for a guy who can handle what I do for a living--which you know all about..."&nbsp; <br><br>She couldn't help but pause and smile, remembering the feeling of his head so close to her pussy.&nbsp; "But most men freak out when they know what I do during the day.&nbsp; Imagine having a girlfriend like me coming home and explaining what a hard day it was because I couldn't figure out why one position or another was more painful or less painful...or why my assistant couldn't get it up...or whatever."<br><br>Her eyes raked him up and down, sizing him up a bit differently than she had earlier that day. She raised an eyebrow wondering what he thought about the tail end of the day problems of working in the sex industry.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 12:00:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark thought to himself for a moment, how could this gorgeous hunk of a woman be bored with dating?&nbsp; I mean, she has one hot body, appears to work out quite<br>a bit.&nbsp; Mark further thought, with her success she could literally have the pick of the litter.<br><br>Mark then said to Karinna, "Perhaps you haven't found the right guy yet?&nbsp; One that provides the ying to your yang."&nbsp; Mark thought for a moment, that kind of didn't sound right, but<br>I think she understood what I meant.<br><br>Mark further responded to Karinna's statement about a guy handling what she does, "I'm quite sure that the right adoring fellow", and then he smiled, "like myself could both handle what you<br>do for a living."&nbsp; Mark had remembered to himself having his face smashed under Karinna's pantied bottom and how he longed to "live there!".
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 03:19:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Karinna looked at Mark when he suggested he could handle what she did for a living.&nbsp; She laughed a gentle, 'wouldn't that be nice' sort of laugh, one that showed that she didn't quite believe him and thought the idea was wonderful all at the same time.<br><br>"You hardly know what I do...I interviewed you today...that's just part of my job, "she said.&nbsp; "THere are a lot of people that can handle the fact I'm basically a professional domme sort...what they can't usually handle is that I end up working with more than one man at a time, and sometimes women, too."<br><br>She took a sip of her drink.&nbsp; "Most people think monogamy is the only way to live in this country."<br><br>She looked at him sideways, wondering what his reaction would be.&nbsp; It was sort of refreshing to not really have to explain what it was she did during the day.&nbsp; She wondered if her comment about monogamy totally freak him out.&nbsp; How many men could really handle seeing their women riding a cock of another guy, or their pussy planted firmly on another woman?&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 09:37:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark thought to himself for a moment, not wanting to provide an immediate reply for fear he might say something stupid or perhaps even worse, offend Karinna.<br><br>Mark then responded, "I guess part of finding the right guy would be one that can accept the nature of what you do during the day.&nbsp; I mean, being a professional domme sort, you would have<br>to follow some sort of limit with your clients and co-workers.&nbsp; However, when it would come to someone in your personal life that really wanted to be with you...and under you, I suppose you would<br>be able to really experiment and perhaps go far beyond that which you might limit yourself during the day.&nbsp; &nbsp;Err... someone you could really push and mold to your exact liking...someone you wouldn't have<br>to worry about coming back because they were not in it for the money to begin with, but that had a deep-down psychological need to serve in this way and to suffer for you, physically and mentally."<br><br>Mark couldn't believe, much less grasp what he had just said.&nbsp; It just came out, sort of, flowing naturally from the way he felt within his inner self.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 02:23:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Karinna looked closely at Mark as he spoke.&nbsp; She wasn't quite sure what he was saying, but it seemed that he had just laid out a deep inner part of his soul on the table before her, and she didn't want to dismiss it out of hand.&nbsp; They'd just met, and she wasn't sure if he was teasing her or not.<br><br>She ran a painted fingernail along the rim of her glass as she gazed into the liquid within for a moment.&nbsp; Then she looked back at him and said, "So...Mark...are you saying that you applied for this job was more a vocation?&nbsp; That you've been wanting to do something like this all your life and that this job came along and...you found your...calling?"<br><br>Her face was neutral, though friendly.&nbsp; Open. Honestly curious.&nbsp; Wondering if she'd found a man who was driven by an inner need so deep that he'd be so ready to bare himself so openly or if he was playing her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 10:24:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark thought for a moment as Karinna's words sand into his mind.&nbsp; Her response was jagging its way through his body right down to his inner self, his "core" as you might say.<br><br>Mark replied, hesitantly, "Yes, while I do have an interest in working for a well-read periodical, I do have a very deep psychological need to serve a Dominant Woman in the<br>way I will in the office, except going much beyond that....in private.&nbsp; &nbsp;I have for most of my adult life wanted to be put under physical and mental stress by a beautiful Dominant Women, one<br>that knows how to push me to my limits and beyond.&nbsp; To put it quite simply, the most natural place I feel for my face is beneath the backside of a Woman...to serve in this position I find as<br>natural as a person does breathing...it fills my mind constantly."<br><br>Well, the words had just slipped out...Karinna had given him an opportunity to expose his inner-self and he felt compelled to lay it out in front of her.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 18:45:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Karinna cocked her head to one side as if she didn't quite believe him.&nbsp; Her eyes narrowed as she looked at him even longer and with more scrutiny.&nbsp; A slow smile spread across her face as she realized the guy had just practically splayed himself open to her.&nbsp; Surely this was an opportunity to not be taken lightly--a man who'd just professed his absolute need to serve a woman. <br><br>Karinna reached out and placed a hand on Mark's cheek and caressed it gently.&nbsp; "How very sweet," she said.<br><br>She leaned forward and kissed his forehead.&nbsp; "The documentation you signed today made it clear that harassing you sexually is part of your job.&nbsp; While on the premises of the magazine, that is.&nbsp; Given that we are in neutral territory, I need you to know that anything that happens...or doesn't happen outside the office will have no bearing whatsoever in the office.&nbsp; Just don't want you to think that if you were to&nbsp; turn me down for anything outside the office you'd lose your job or something like that."<br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 09:48:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark sat motionless for a moment...it was as if he was sitting there naked in front of Karinna as what he had just said played out in his mind...and with Karinna looking at him, sort of insepcting him, as it were.<br>However, Mark couldn't help himself...Karinna had an incredible body and beauty that was just begging to be served...in an ironic sort of way.<br><br>Mark then felt a strange sense of warmth and relaxation as Karinna smiled and caressed his cheek gently.&nbsp; Once Karinna had kissed his forehead, it was like his confession was a stamp of approval...Mark started<br>to feel ecstatic, but contained it.<br><br>Mark then said to Karinna, "I will certainly do my best in office, to serve you...after all, it's my job, as you said.&nbsp; However, outside of the office, I will attempt to please you to your hearts content and apologize in advance in the event<br>I'm unable to fulfill all of them...but you have my word I will try."<br><br>Mark sat there...there was nothing else he could say.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 21:56:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just like that?" Karinna asked, taken aback by the suddenness of it all.&nbsp; How could someone so easily give themselves, and so quickly too.&nbsp; Tried as she might, she never fully understood the mind of a male submissive.&nbsp; This was, of course, why she needed him so badly.&nbsp; To help her understand why and to write about it more effectively.&nbsp; She knew why she liked the flip side, certainly, but the very idea of being a submissive did not hing for her.&nbsp; Even when training, she had done her best to do so to understand the mindset, and she had found it interesting and more unpleasant than helpful. <br><br>She ran her hand along his cheek, not willing to give him what he wanted so easily.&nbsp; If she took him home now, he'd have nothing to beg her for in the next few weeks.&nbsp; A slow smile drew itself across her lips as she contemplated her plan.&nbsp; It wasn't particularly kind, perhaps, but she knew she was in charge.&nbsp; And so did Mark.<br><br>"I think, Mark, that you have great potential for both office and personal satisfaction.&nbsp; For now, I think we'll leave it at the office.&nbsp; If you please me there, I might be inclined to let you attempt to please me elsewhere," she said.<br><br>She put out the money required for their bill and stood up.&nbsp; "Thank you for saving me tonight, that certainly earned you some points in my book.&nbsp; Think of me when you masturbate later, okay?"<br><br>She kissed his forehead and headed to the door.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 09:53:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark stood there, after receiving the firm, but gentle kiss from Karinna, thoughts going through his head.&nbsp; Mark felt as though he had communicated to Karinna her perfect willingness to<br>serve her in many ways, both at the office and at perhaps out of the office, but maybe he was to, he thought, "easy?"&nbsp; Mark watched as Karinna walked away, those perfect hips and incredible legs and<br>backside to boot.&nbsp; Even though he admired her physical beauty, he also felt outmatched intellectual wise...&nbsp; &nbsp;Mark enjoyed their encounter and left the bar, and completed his jog home.<br><br>Once inside, Karinna's presence was still strong on Mark's mind and so he headed off to the bathroom to care of himself...all the while his thoughts concentrated on Karinna's perfect bottom.<br><br>Mark couldn't wait to get to work!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>05-01-2011, 17:41:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Karinna got to work early on Monday morning.&nbsp; She was working on an article on discussing the pros and cons of clothed face sitting versus nakedness.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was making a list on the white board of the things that she liked about each when she had inspiration.&nbsp; She added another column and marked it "The Domme's perspective" in the first row and then she added a second row that said, "The Sub's perspective."&nbsp; When Mark came in, she'd have him fill in his own personal pros and cons of each.&nbsp; Then, the article would take the approach of the subject from both sides.&nbsp; The article would appeal to both, and be informative to both.&nbsp; She was never entirely sure why some people served so easily and readily.&nbsp; It would be a good chance to get inside Mark's head on the topic as well.&nbsp; <br><br>She started to write the article, and was already through the introduction of the subject when the regular workday started.&nbsp; When Mark arrived, she was ready for him to dive into the work.&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 10:48:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark had just parked his car in the garage, pulled the keys from the ignition, got out, shut the door and headed towards the doors leading up to the elevator.&nbsp; He got in, pushed the 3rd floor and felt the floor grow heavy beneath<br>him.&nbsp; The elevator stopped, doors opened and he walked through and down the hallway and through the glass doors of the company.&nbsp; Mark made it to his cube near Karinna's office, took off his leather coat, sat down and started up<br>his email client.&nbsp; On the screen was an email from Karinna sent about 30 minutes ago.&nbsp; &nbsp;Mark opened up the email and read it seeing the Karinna wanted his help with the article she had been working on.&nbsp; Mark thought to himself for<br>a moment...what could that be.&nbsp; Then a bell went off in his head, "The Pros and Cons of Clothed versus Naked Face Sitting".&nbsp; Mark replied, got up and walked to Karinna's door and knocked.&nbsp; &nbsp;Mark her Karinna call from her desk, come in, Mark turned<br>the handle, opened the door and closed it behind him.&nbsp; He could see Karinna standing there looking at a whiteboard with some writing on it...a chart of some sort.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 05:47:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh good," she said, "You're here.&nbsp; I assume you've read my email..."&nbsp; <br><br>She pointed to the chart and said, "Why don't you start with the first part."&nbsp; She pointed to the quadrant that said, "Pros, Dressed, Sub"<br><br>There were three other boxes to be filled in on the one side and four compatible boxes that were marked similarly but for the Domme.<br>Cons, Dressed, Sub<br>Pros, Naked, Sub <br>Cons, Naked, Sub<br><br>"Tell me, Mark," she started, her white board marker in hand, "What are the most likely pros from the sub's view for clothed face sitting...and here, I suppose I should make it clear, we're talking about the Domme's clothing, not the subs.&nbsp; Hmmm...I suppose we could talk about the sub, too...that would just add to the variety.&nbsp; I mean, as a domme, I like using a crop on the cock sometime to egg someone on."<br><br>She paused and waved the thought aside,"Let's just go with the Domme's clothing for now...so, Domme Clothed, on face...what's the upside?"<br><br>She looked at him expectantly, ready for a rational conversation on the subject.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 08:38:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark stood there, a little opened mouth not quite ready to formulate a response only having a brief few moments to ponder it.&nbsp; What surprised him so much was Karinna's <br>apparent readiness in her white board sketch.&nbsp; Clearly Karinna wanted to hash out all the possibilities.&nbsp; Mark then thought, with Karinna surprising him this way, she wanted<br>to catch his initial reactions and not let him ponder how we would respond, but to get his respond from "the gut".<br><br>Well, Mark said.&nbsp; I suppose what I like about a Domme being clothed is two-fold.&nbsp; If the clothes are a snug fit, then it provides me the visual of the feminine form without any detail<br>beyond that.&nbsp; What I mean is that snugly fit clothing on a Domme's body is a clear indication of the Feminine form.&nbsp; When being facesat this way, it engraves in my mind that it's the<br>Feminine form coming down on me, of my serving this form in the capacity of having my face squashed beneath it.&nbsp; Secondly, it's a reminder, that although there is a Feminine body on top<br>of my face, that I'm not permitted to touch skin-to-skin, rather it reminds me of serving as nothing more than seat cushion for a Domme's backside.<br><br>Off the top of my head, that's what I feel about the upside of Domme clothed facesitting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 08:58:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Karinna took careful notes and wrote down everything he had to say.<br><br>"Hmmmm...yes, I can see all of that," she said.&nbsp; There were positive aspects from the domme side as well.&nbsp; She wrote down what she could think of as the positives, many of which were the same as the sub's positives.<br><br>"As for downsides..." she said, "There is something about the fabric can get bunchy and tight physically...I don't particularly care for that...And, well, if you don't plan ahead and bring a change of clothing, it could be awkward to walk around with a wet crotch--all that condensation."<br><br>She laughed and said, "Sorry, I don't mean to be silly.&nbsp; But, let's talk about the downside of clothed face sitting for a minute...from your perspective."<br><br>She looked expectantly at Mark.&nbsp; "I suppose the fabric could make a big difference, too...I mean...jeans? versus..."&nbsp; She lifted up her skirt and looked at her lacy panties. "Lace could be bad too, I suppose..."<br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>03-02-2011, 09:54:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark couldn't help but stare at the lacy panties Karinna had just showed him....they looked both sexy and dangerous at the same time!<br><br>Mark responded, "Ah yeah, those lacy panties, although they look really fantastic on your would result in a males face becoming awfully scratched up.&nbsp; And, to boot,<br>they would leave quite an impression on a males face, if sat on long enough." <br><br>Mark then said, "While jeans can be smooth, any constant rubbing on a males face would&nbsp; certainly be a slow torture, given the build-up up friction and all.<br>In addition, tight jeans can create quite a hard surface over the male facial features, and the heat build up can be significant compared to the panties."&nbsp; Mark then said, "It would<br>certainly be more difficult for the male for a prolonged sitting with jeans on then panties, for sure."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 06:06:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Karinna dropped her skirt and made notes on the board, clearly thinking through the various scenarios. <br><br>She turned back to Mark and said, "So, if the domme is dressed, but the sub is completely naked...is that...."<br><br>She thought about what it had been like for him to be completely naked under her the previous week.&nbsp; "Yeah, I like that...it seems like it would make the sub more vulnerable, wouldn't it?"&nbsp; <br><br>"What about the pussy open to the face.&nbsp; Do you think a sub would automatically move into cunnilingus, to further pleasure his domme?" she asked.&nbsp; "What are all the pros and cons of a naked pussy?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 09:29:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark thought about Karinna's point for a moment.<br><br>Mark responded, "Yes, if I were completely naked, I would definitely feel more vulnerable, both mentally and physically."<br><br>Mark continued, "from a mental stand-point, I would definitely feel as though on a human level I'm sub-par to the dominant Female form.&nbsp; My exposed body<br>could be played with, either gently or harsh manner while my face is plastered beneath the female bottom.&nbsp; &nbsp;I would feel like less of a human being compared<br>to the Female form and quite simply an object to be used."<br><br>Mark continued again, "from a physical perspective, again, being fully naked, and being facesat/smothered at the same time, I wouldn't know when, and in what form,<br>any contact would come to the rest of my body."<br><br>Mark again, "as far as a pussy open to the face, I would feel, as a sub, that I do not have the right to simply move into cunnilingus, I mean, I would wait for the permission granted<br>to begin pleasuring in that manner.&nbsp; I wouldn't want to 'jump the gun', so to speak, after all, the Dominant Female might just want to sit on me in this manner to further drive home<br>the superiority of her crotch over my face."<br><br>Mark continued, "the pros of a pussy open to the face, let's see.&nbsp; I would have to say the ease with which a sub-male could pleasure the Domme, I mean, no having to wear out<br>the tongue muscles by having to lick through panty, the feeling of direct skin contact, warmth, etc.&nbsp; The cons would have to the temptation to not extend a sub-males tongue to taste<br>the the Domme's most sacred parts.&nbsp; The other con would clearly be the potential skin-tight seal over my face, i.e., my inability to breathe!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>17-02-2011, 02:41:13</strong>
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				"Wait,' Karinna said.&nbsp; She had been taking notes on the board as he spoke, feverishly trying to keep up.&nbsp; It was pretty hot, too, this conversation.&nbsp; She was used to it for the job, of course, but...man...She liked getting the sub's perspective on it.<br><br>"But wouldn't the seal on the face also be exciting?" she asked.&nbsp; "I mean...the fact that you are really dependent upon the domme to let you breathe...every breathe you take is under her control.&nbsp; It would require trust though."<br><br>She nodded thoughtfully.&nbsp; Then she looked over the board and made a few more notes.&nbsp; Stepping back she looked at what she had down.<br><br>"I like the idea of this new column.&nbsp; "She said/He said" and having them side by side.&nbsp; Personally, I like coming all over a sub's face.&nbsp; There's something about getting him all drippy wet that's like marking him.&nbsp; Getting my pussy scent all over him."<br><br>She was getting excited in more than one way. The column would be a good one when finished, and she realized she'd have to do some experimentation on the way.<br><br>"It would be hard to beg for permission to&nbsp; use your tongue, too."&nbsp; She said.<br><br>Then she looked at him thougtfully.&nbsp; "What I find intriguing is the notion that you don't feel you have to come.&nbsp; Or, at least that's&nbsp; what&nbsp; I hear time and time again.&nbsp; Tell me, Mark... do you sometimes come without even being touched, when you've got a woman on your face?&nbsp; Or do you go find some private spot and masturbate?&nbsp; Or...is the experience enough?"<br><br>She realized&nbsp; she'd suddenly gotten fairly personal and not so general with her questions.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>21-02-2011, 23:00:45</strong>
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				Mark thought to himself for a moment...ah, the seal...for a moment he had hoped that Karinna had forgotten about that one fact.&nbsp; In the back of Mark's mind he had always known that "the seal" was one of the more important, but fearful aspects, of being a facesitting/smother slave.&nbsp; To learn to trust a domme enough to not cause him his ultimate demise, but to also push his limits in this area.&nbsp; &nbsp;Yes, this was an area where Mark would have to "work" at being a good facesitting/smother slave...<br><br>Mark responded, "Oh definitely yes, the seal is definitely one aspect, an important one at that, that the sub must endure for his facesitting/smother Domme.&nbsp; Aside from a good sub being able to handle a bit of weight on his face, he must also learn to trust his Domme not to completely smother him, but to trust Her will in pushing his limits in this area.&nbsp; A much deeper bond between Domme and sub facesitting/smother slave can be developed through this trust."<br><br>Mark responded to the "marking" comment, "Yes, I would agree.&nbsp; A facesitting/smother sub must love to wear around the scent of the Domme...and no other appropriate place but his face!"<br><br>Mark addressed Karinna's question about not needing "release".&nbsp; Mark said, "I really don't need to come while serving as a facesitting/smother slave.&nbsp; I do get arousal out of it, but I don't feel the need to come.&nbsp; In fact, the biggest thing to me about having a woman on my face is simply serving her in this fashion.&nbsp; I have found that with repeated enough experiences that I do get aroused, even more each time and so drives my desire to serve in this fashion."<br><br>Mark continued, "I have in the past, due to simply too much arousal, will start to 'drip' down there...it's as though my release is in slow motion; however, I have never touched myself to speed up that release...it wasn't permitted and so I did not do it."<br><br>Mark again said, "I simply don't require release when serving a dominant woman in this capacity...I'm there for her pleasure and not for mine...even though I enjoy having my face serve as her seat, I don't need, nor desire release...it only drives home the point in my own mind about how I've become a tool for her pleasure."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>04-03-2011, 05:58:42</strong>
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				Karinna made some more notes on the whiteboard and backed up to look at it.&nbsp; <br><br>"Honestly?&nbsp; I've only done this a few times myself.&nbsp; I mean, I've read about it and had a couple of subs who were into it, but I've not found that many who really, really get into it.&nbsp; I have a feeling, Mark, that I've run into subs who are into a bunch of things, and face sitting is on the marginal end for them.&nbsp; It seems more...potent for you," she said.<br><br>She moved up to the whiteboard again and made a couple more notations.&nbsp; "I'd like to start with this and get writing while these elements are hot in my mind.&nbsp; Why don't you crank out about two thousand words on the subject and I'll do about the same.&nbsp; Then we'll see where we are."<br><br>She could see the basis of the article already taking shape nicely.&nbsp; Indeed.&nbsp; <br><br>"After lunch, I might need to do a little primary research..." she said with a slow smile.&nbsp; "I think I'd like to work up to that whole sealing thing."<br><br>DOwn the hallway there was a rather loud sound followed by a groan.&nbsp; &nbsp;Karinna rolled her eyes.&nbsp; "That would be Kevin Apslund with Vonnie Martin.&nbsp; He's got a very distinct groan.&nbsp; You can go watch them if you like...she's doing a story on whipping patterns combined with technique for quick healing."<br><br>She turned to her desk to start working on the article, her mind rather focused on what they had discussed.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>07-03-2011, 08:06:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Karinna had hit the comment about it being more potent for Mark, Mark knew Karinna had made a direct hit into his psyche.&nbsp; In Mark's mind, it was very potent for him since this particular<br>activity was at the root symbolism of Mark's need to serve a dominant woman in this capacity.<br><br>When Mark heard Karinna make the comment about a little primary research...he felt this strange sense of desire stir deep within him...then he gulped when Karinna mentioned the seal; however,<br>this was Mark's job, he needed it and he was going through with whatever help Karinna needed on this...<br><br>Mark said to Karinna, "Yes, I'll get right on it!".&nbsp; Mark took note of Karinna's focus on this, turned around and head back to his desk to do the same.<br>Mark had trouble at first getting started, after all, he was contemplating what lay ahead of him in the afternoon.&nbsp; As Mark started to write the words, his sense of desire was overcome with<br>his mental need to draft coherent sentences on the subject and soon Mark was typing away.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>14-03-2011, 08:15:49</strong>
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				Karinna finished a rough draft for her portion of the article and sent it to Mark before lunch.&nbsp; She waved at him as she left for lunch and headed out the door for her noon meeting.&nbsp; She discussed an in depth article she was planning with the owner of a local rope making supply house.&nbsp; He specialized in silk ropes dyed to individual specs.&nbsp; She came back to the office with a full rainbow of samples which she put in the central "experience" space of the office.&nbsp; She included a clipboard for comments and suggestions on the rope and set up a meeting with the magazine's bondage specialist.<br><br>She paused at Mark's door and said, "I'll read your draft and then, I want you to come in.&nbsp; I was thinking maybe of starting with some jeans--would that be too rough?&nbsp; I'd kind of like to see how it feels to me, though..."<br><br>She thought that maybe the pleasure would be less directly physical than the mental pleasure of having a man prone under her blue jean clad pussy.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Point of View (Cecilia and YourThrone)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>YourThrone</strong> on <strong>17-04-2011, 09:32:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark, sitting back in his chair saw the email pop into his inbox from Karinna.&nbsp; Mark moved the mouse on his computer over the article and slowly clicked on it and then watched in anticipation<br>as his email program loaded Karinna's text on the screen.&nbsp; As Mark begun to read through it, having completed the first two paragraphs, he gulped a few times and his eyes widened as he read<br>on.&nbsp; He knew Karinna had an interest in this activity, but he was astounded at her attention to detail and about how he was going to experience things first hand that he had only once dreamed of.&nbsp; Karinna's<br>text was much more detailed than his...almost to the point of being an obsession...yes, Mark was definitely going to experience new things.&nbsp; However, this was part of the job, to help Karinna experience first-hand<br>what she needed to write about.<br><br>A short time later when Karinna popped her head into his door, Mark responded, "Ah, no...jeans wouldn't be too rough.&nbsp; After all, I have a pretty tough face, I'm sure I can handle it."<br>Mark then though to himself hoping Karinna's jeans would be pre-washed such that they would be soft.&nbsp; Anyway, not wanting to disappoint Karinna, Mark quickly responded that jeans<br>would be fine.<br><br>
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