American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)
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				Title: <strong>American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 06:15:42</strong>
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				Star gazed out on the crowd of adoring fans, enjoying the rush of power she felt.&nbsp; If someone had told her 18 months ago that she would win American Idol, she would have laughed in their face.&nbsp; She’d been shy, and quiet, and she’d been stuck with a name that was the product of a hippie and a stripper breeding.&nbsp; But Starry Night Skye had become Star Knight, and with a knack for song selection, and a whole lot of love from conservative America, she’d managed to win American Idol.&nbsp; It hadn’t hurt that she’d inherited her mother’s exotic good looks, and the hair and make-up teams at Idol had a field day with her.<br><br>What the crowd saw, what the people of America had seen, was a petite, but curvy girl, with long, wavy black hair and perfect pale skin.&nbsp; Her indigo eyes were almond-shaped, lined with kohl to make them seem even larger and more luminous, and her plump lips framed perfectly even teeth.&nbsp; Tonight she wore a black wrap dress with boots and a simple leather choker.&nbsp; <br><br>As she stood there surveying them, the mob fell quiet, murmuring among themselves.<br><br>“This is my last song of the night,” she told them all sadly, “but I know you all remember it from my Idol days.”&nbsp; The fans screamed in delight as the first bars of the song were played by the guitarist to her right.<br><br>Star belted out her cover of GnR’s <em>Sweet Child O Mine</em>, the song that had made her a household name during week 3 of her Idol season.&nbsp; When the song ended, she closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath, “I love you all!” she yelled.&nbsp; She waved once more, then turned and exited stage left.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 07:00:14</strong>
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				(I know I said that I'd post tommorow but... then I decided that I should probably send the work to the boss so to make sure he's happy with it before finishing &gt;_&gt; )<br><br>Just outside of the stage was a burly man, a small mountain of muscle, in a tight black shirt and shorts, even though it was starting to cool down.&nbsp; Mark smiled as Star exited the stage.&nbsp; What no one but them knew, was that her collar was more than a fashion accessory.&nbsp; It was her total devotion to him as her master.&nbsp; They hadn't always had such a relationship, they had been friends growing up, and when she got into the top six, she needed a body guard.&nbsp; That is when he had teased her enough, dominated her enough, to make her his.&nbsp; He didn't do for the money, he never asked for for a dime, other than his normal body guard fees, he did it because it was fun.&nbsp; Knowing that at any time she would do anything for him.&nbsp; "Come on Star, only sign a few autographs.&nbsp; The plane leaves early tomorrow." He said, rather sweetly.&nbsp; when she did as he said, he was very forgiving.
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 22:09:54</strong>
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				Star smiled at Mark, grateful he only wanted her to sign a few autographs.&nbsp; Performing always left her exhausted, pining for a bed.&nbsp; Her skin was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, and now that she was away from the hot stage lights she was chilled.&nbsp; She shivered, "May I have a jacket...?" She asked Mark, biting her tongue before she accidentally added on "Master."&nbsp; They could never be sure who was around, so unless they were alone at home or in the limo, she had to call him Mark, or nothing at all.&nbsp; But she made sure her eyes conveyed her submission.
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 00:09:47</strong>
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				Mark smiled at Star when she almost called him Master.&nbsp; the press would have a field day with that.&nbsp; "Yes you may." He said with a smiled, handing her the coat.&nbsp; He was a nice master, unlike others he knew.&nbsp; When they got in the limo Mark sat down across from her, and said, "How was the show?" as he handed her the water.&nbsp; <br><br>It was about a half hour until the pair got to the hotel.&nbsp; They rushed her inside and, when they got tot their room he sat on the bed and smiled sweetly.&nbsp; "There is a party going on in the basement." He said.&nbsp; "A bunch of other masters and slaves will be there, do you want to go?" He asked.Sure, if he wanted to he could just make her go, but he didn't really care.&nbsp; He was not in a big sharing mood tonight but if she wanted to go he would.&nbsp; &nbsp; She could leave him at any time, and he had to reward her for being good.
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 04:33:49</strong>
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				"The show was awesome, the crowd has such a positive energy tonight!" Star told Mark in answer to his question.&nbsp; She rested during the ride back to the hotel, knowing it was possible she would be up for several more hours.&nbsp; She'd gotten a decent 20 minute nap in by the time they arrived, and she climbed out of the limo feeling slightly renewed.<br><br>Once in their room, Mark asked her if she wanted to go to a party of other Masters and their subs.&nbsp; Normally she liked to watch and participate in scenes, but tonight she was craving some time alone with her Master.&nbsp; She knelt before him, keeping her eyes down as she answered, "If it pleases you Master, I would, of course, attend, but I would also be happy staying in."&nbsp; She kept her head bowed, waiting to hear his decision.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 04:51:58</strong>
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				Mark smiled, he knew Star well enough that she meant a very polite no.&nbsp; "I guess we'll stay in tonight" He said standing up and closing the curtains.&nbsp; He smiled at Star before sitting on the bed with her, putting his arm around her.&nbsp; "you were wonderful tonight." He said. "In fact... I think you earned yourself a reward." He continued, kissing the top of her head.&nbsp; "Does that sound good?&nbsp; Or are you too tired?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 05:15:19</strong>
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				"Thank you," Star mumbled softly in answer to Mark's complement.&nbsp; She craved the comfort that came from his approval, and she loved the gentleness conveyed by his soft kisses on her hair.<br><br>She had been exhausted before her nap, but now she knew she wanted to spend time with him.&nbsp; When he asked her if she was too tired, she worried he would put her to bed for the night.&nbsp; "I am never too tired to serve you Master, or to receive whatever rewards or punishments you see fit to give," she told him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 05:29:10</strong>
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				Mark smiled at her response and said, "That's wonderful." before kissing her again.&nbsp; "You know.." He said,. "You haven't had a chance to taste my cock in awhile.&nbsp; Would you like that to be your reward?&nbsp; Or, as a special treat, I'll let you suggest something else if you want."&nbsp; Mark ran is hand through her hair softly, his hand running up slowly to her collar and toying with the clasp for a moment before running back through her hair.&nbsp; Just because he allowed her to suggest a different reward, did not mean that she would get it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 05:36:35</strong>
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				Star let herself get lost in the sensation of her Master's firm lips on hers, but only for a moment.<br><br>"I would be honored to be allowed to taste you, Master," she replied, licking her lips at the thought.&nbsp; "But I would not mind if my Master wanted to touch me," she added, figuring it couldn't hurt to ask for what she wanted.&nbsp; He had asked her opinion, so she knew she wouldn't get in trouble.
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				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 05:45:25</strong>
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				Mark smiled and said nothing at her suggestion.&nbsp; He stood up and, wothout a word, took off his shirt, revealing a set of rock hard abs.&nbsp; "Alright... First, I need to to take off my pants, no hands allowed, then strip for me before you may have your taste alright?" he said with a smile.&nbsp; "And as usual, no touching my cock until you have finished stripping."
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 06:26:50</strong>
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				Star moved closer to Mark on her knees.&nbsp; She used her teeth to grip the waistband of his shorts.&nbsp; She was grateful today's outfit didn't have any buttons, as those were much more difficult to unfasten without hands.&nbsp; She pulled back and down, inching his shorts down his thighs, careful not to bump his erection with her chin.&nbsp; Once the shorts were low enough on his thighs they slid the rest of the way down on their own.&nbsp; She returned to his waist, this time grabbing his underwear in her teeth.&nbsp; His cock was already pushing the waistband out a bit, so it was easy to pull them away and down his legs.&nbsp; He helped her by stepping out of them once they were at his feet.&nbsp; She then rose, reaching for the tie on her side that held the dress together.&nbsp; She shrugged out of the dress, rolling her shoulders back, which served to push her breasts forward proudly.&nbsp; She undid the front clasp on her bra and let it slide slowly down her arms.&nbsp; She removed her boots next, unzipping them and pulling them off quickly.&nbsp; Finally, she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her lace cheekies, slipping them down her pale, smooth legs and stepping out of them.&nbsp; She returned to her kneeling position in front of her Master, head down, waiting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 06:59:51</strong>
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				Mark smiled as she did what he said, narrowly avoiding his dick as it sprang up from out of his boxers.&nbsp; He was not small, but not gigantic either, a good seven and a half inches, he was, however, very thick.&nbsp; "that's it." He said as she stripped for him.&nbsp; When she was done, Mark grinned, sitting back on the bed, and said, "You may have your reward now" As a drop of pre appeared on his tip.
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 07:15:35</strong>
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				Star leaned forward eagerly, licking the bead of pre-cum delicately.&nbsp; She moved in closer, starting at the base of his cock and licking up the ridged veins on the underside.&nbsp; When she got to the head she swirled her tongue around the plump tip, before finally taking him in her mouth.&nbsp; She pushed her head forward until her lips met the base, then sucked her cheeks in and pulled back.&nbsp; She flicked his head with her tongue again, before repeating the motion.&nbsp; She started moving a little faster, swallowing to constrict her throat muscles when his head hit the back of her throat.&nbsp; She clenched her hands into fists, wishing he had given her permission to play with his balls, or at least to place her hands on his thighs for leverage. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 14:56:28</strong>
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				Mark smiled as she tasted him.&nbsp; He did not moan, or give any sign that he was getting pleasure.&nbsp; He gently ran his hand through her hair, knowing that she wanted to play with his balls, but denying her that particular luxury.&nbsp; "You may do whatever is nessicary to have more leverage." he said with a smile.&nbsp; <br><br>After a few minutes of this, me pulled out of her mouth and went to get his pants,, "How did you like your reward?" Mark asked, pulling his pants up.&nbsp; His member was still hard, as he had not cum, and it was pressing against his jeans.&nbsp; But she had not earned a taste of his orgasm.&nbsp; Not today. <br><br><hr>The next day, the two, along with her manager and roadies, and the rest of the crew? Headed off to New York for her next show.&nbsp; The last show of the tour.&nbsp; When they landed, Mark went from a Master, to bodyguard in an instant, ushering her through fans back to thier hotel, she would perform the next night.&nbsp; "So, Star..." Mark said as he lay on his bed.&nbsp; "You will probably have to do your second album soon... Any plans?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 16:06:09</strong>
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				When Mark gave her permission, she placed her hands on his strong thighs, which allowed her to move faster on his cock.&nbsp; She could feel a slight wetness in her pussy, but she clenched her muscles, not allowing herself to feel pleasure.&nbsp; Her Master had not allowed it.&nbsp; Star was extremely skilled, and her years of singing allowed her to hold Mark's head pressed into her throat for a longer time.&nbsp; Mark did not cum, however, pulling out after a while and redressing.&nbsp; Star went to sleep that night aching for the taste of his salty cream.<br><hr><br>The flight the next morning was uneventful, but a mob of fans was waiting at their hotel.&nbsp; Mark protected her carefully, escorting her quickly inside and up to her room.&nbsp; He laid on the bed, relaxed, and asked her about her future plans.&nbsp; Star hesitated, unsure if this was a trick.&nbsp; She could not plan her future, that was his job...on the other hand, her music had always been separate for their arrangement.<br><br>"I plan to start writing songs after the tour ends tomorrow, whenever my Master sees fit to give me free time," she finally answered.&nbsp; "However, I think the company wants me back in the studio within the month," she added carefully. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 19:16:41</strong>
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				"You do whatever you feel is right.&nbsp; However, I recommend you do your own songs, and not an album of covers." He said, but he shrugged his shoulders and turned over, away from her. "But it is your decision." he said before falling asleep.<br><br><hr><br>Mark awoke early, thier show was not until that night, and smiled.&nbsp; He knew that Star would be asleep for a long time, and she was a heavy sleeper.&nbsp; He was feeling frisky this morning, and it had been awhile since they had done a scene.&nbsp; With her still asleep, Mark rolled her onto her back and started to tie her to the bed, hoping that she would not wake up.&nbsp; If she did, however, he just said, "We haven't done anything like this all tour." and continued withut a word.<br><br>When he was done tying her he moved up to her head and gently caressed it "Hey... Wake up." He said with a smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 21:23:16</strong>
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				Star lay there for a while after Mark had fallen asleep.&nbsp; What did he mean by that? She was contracted for two more albums, did he not want her to fulfill her obligations?&nbsp; Or did he want her to fight for her own music?&nbsp; She remembered how much trouble Kelly had gotten into when she fought the producers.&nbsp; She exhausted herself thinking about it, deciding to forget about it until she actually had to make a decision.<br><hr><br>Star woke up flat on her back, wrists and ankles tied to the bed posts.&nbsp; Mark's gentle caress and softly spoken words had woken her up, but her position indicated he planned a scene.&nbsp; She vaguely recalled him whispering something about their lack of scenes during the tour.&nbsp; <em>I must have heard him in my sleep while he was tying me,</em> she thought.&nbsp; She looked up at him, smiling slightly, "Good morning Master."
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				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 22:25:59</strong>
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				"good morning" Mark said, smiling as he circled around her.&nbsp; His hands checking her knots, making sure that they would not come loose.&nbsp; "you know..." He said with a smile as me got to the foot of the bed.&nbsp; "Last night was your reward, but it made me want to use your body... so this morning is all about me okay?&nbsp; No cumming, or you will be punished." He said, moving up the bed so that he was crouched over her.&nbsp; "Understood?" he said, before unclasping her bra.
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 01:39:20</strong>
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				Star wanted to complain when Mark told her she wasn't allowed to cum.&nbsp; He knew how excited she got just from being tied up, and how difficult it was for to be denied release.&nbsp; But she replied with a simple, "I understand Master."<br><br>He removed her bra and her breasts stood out proudly, milky white with pale pink aureoles and stiff, rosy nipples.&nbsp; Star watched her master closely, eager to see what he would do next.
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				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 02:55:22</strong>
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				MArk smiled when her breasts wer let free.&nbsp; He leaned down and kissed them both before getting off of the bed.&nbsp; He grabbed her panties with both hands and ripped them off.&nbsp; His hand cupped her sex and gently rubbed it.&nbsp; "Now...&nbsp; As I have my fun, I want you to be as quiet as you can alright?" He said, taking off his pants, revealing his cock to her.&nbsp; "Understood?" He said, climbing onto the bed agin and kneeling above her so that his cock was lying on her tits.
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 19:53:31</strong>
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				Star's nipples puckered impossibly tighter, reacting to both the cool air and his kisses.&nbsp; Mark ripped her panties off, and there was a slight stinging sensation where the material had pressed into her skin before it gave.&nbsp; His hand found its way between her thighs, his fingers sliding softly along her folds, teasing her with the sensation she craved.&nbsp; He ordered her to be quiet as he positioned himself, resting his cock on her tits.&nbsp; She wanted him inside her pussy, her mouth...any hole would do, but all she did was answer him in a soft whisper, "Yes Master."
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				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 23:43:12</strong>
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				Mark smiled and caressed Star's breasts, before pushing them against his cock and saying, "Open up.&nbsp; I want you to lick me whenever you can." He said, before slowly starting to fuck her breasts, his cock reaching her mouth with each thrust.&nbsp; "Mmm..." ark said, giving a soft moan in pleasure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 06:07:31</strong>
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				Star tucked her chin into her chest, sticking her tongue out slightly so the Mark's cock could easily slide in and out as he fucked her tits.&nbsp; She loved when he did this, loved seeing the pleasure on his face as he used her body.&nbsp; She wanted moan, but was mindful of his instruction to stay quiet.&nbsp; Instead she just closed her lips over his head everytime it made contact with her mouth and hummed, sending vibrations through his hard length. 
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				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 15:59:59</strong>
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				Mark gave a soft moan as he slowly fucked her breasts, his hard length pistoning in and out of the valley between her breasts s his hands slowly massaged them.&nbsp; He wanted to see how long she could go without moaning.&nbsp; How long would it take her to break?&nbsp; to refuse his orders?
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				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 18:23:42</strong>
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				Star's pulse was thundering in her ears, and her whole body felt tight and tingly.&nbsp; Mark was teasing her nipples with his fingers, and spirals of pleasure shot through her.&nbsp; She tasted his salt and musk on her tongue, and sensation overwhelmed her.&nbsp; She let out a choked gasp, then froze, her eyes wide, not entirely sure how loud it had actually been.
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				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 19:36:55</strong>
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				Mark glared at Star when she gasped, before standing up.&nbsp; "I thought that you were stronger than that Star..." Mark said, looking at her as he walked around the bed.&nbsp; "But, I am going to give you the benefit of the doubt, and say that wasn't in pleasure." Mark said, moving up to her and gently caressing her soft, wet, pussy.&nbsp; "But.&nbsp; Do it again, and that will be a direct disobeyment of my orders." he continued, giving her pussy a hard, wet, smack. "Understood?" he asked, waiting for a nod.
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 01:29:31</strong>
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				Star's heart fell, she hated disappointing Mark.&nbsp; He graciously overlooked her slip, but he did giver her pussy a reprimanding slap.&nbsp; She bit her tongue, sealing her lips shut to prevent any further noise.&nbsp; Mark asked her is she would remain quiet from that point on and she nodded her head vigorously, determined not to make another sound.
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 20:33:24</strong>
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				Mark nodded as her before before suddenly thrusting two of his fingers into her, and pumping them in and out for a few seconds.&nbsp; After doing so he rubbed her clit quickly, trying to get her soaking wet.&nbsp; Get her on the edge of cumming and see how long she could really last.&nbsp; After a minute or so of this, Mark lay over top of Star, grabbing his cock and pushing it against her tight slit.&nbsp; "Mmmm..." He said, feeling het wet walls give for his large cock.&nbsp; Moaning as he slowly pushed into her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 05:46:52</strong>
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				Mark acknowledged her intent to obey, then quickly invaded her pussy with his fingers.&nbsp; He worked them in and out, rubbing her clit until she was sopping wet and trembling.&nbsp; Resolutely she kept her lips shut, biting at the insides of her lips to distract herself. <br>Star's eyes widened and her nostrils flared with effort when he crawled up her body and slid his cock against her pussy, pushing into her slowly.&nbsp; He filled her completely, she could feel him touching every surface of her inner walls.&nbsp; Mark let out a moan and she envied his ability to express how much he enjoyed what was happening.&nbsp; A slight sheen of sweat beaded her forehead, evidence of the effort it was taking her to remain silent as her Master started to fuck her. 
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				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 06:40:55</strong>
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				Mark slowly started to thrust faster into her letting out a groan as he pleasured himself with her.&nbsp; "Mmmm" he moaned as he pounded into her, with more force each thrust, grinding against her Gspot with every movement.
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				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 06:49:33</strong>
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				Star knew she couldn't hold out much longer.&nbsp; Mark was thrusting into her viciously, hitting all the right places.&nbsp; There was no way she could hold off orgasm and remain silent.&nbsp; Obviously, she was going to have to break one of his orders.&nbsp; Cumming would feel better, but the punishment would be worse than if she just made noise.&nbsp; Star hated punishment, she always felt like her Master was so disappointed in her, and while she liked a little pain mixed with her sex, pain as punishment was never fun.&nbsp; She decided Mark would be less disappointed if she made noise, so she let out a small groan, still trying with all her might to keep it quiet enough that he wouldn't consider it a violation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dizzi</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 06:59:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark heard her groan and responded with a soft growl.&nbsp; Without warning he pulled out of her, and untied her bond.s.&nbsp; "I gave you a warning, and you still disobeyed me!?&nbsp; I thought I taught you better than that.&nbsp; You will recieve your punishment after I finish my pleasure.&nbsp; On your hands and knees.&nbsp; Now." He said, giving her ass a small slap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: American Idol (dizzysub x Dizzi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dizzysub</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 07:36:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark reprimanded Star for making noise.&nbsp; He untied her wrists and ankles, and the sudden release of tension in her muscles was intense.&nbsp; She clenched the walls of her pussy to prevent the small fluttering that meant orgasm was imminent.&nbsp; She got on all fours, sticking her ass in the air and receiving a slap from Mark.&nbsp; She held herself completely still, hardly daring to breath as she waited for her Master's next move.
			</dd>
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