Fulfilling her Dark Desires [Morgana and MsNikki]
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				Title: <strong>Fulfilling her Dark Desires [Morgana and MsNikki]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MsNikki</strong> on <strong>05-05-2009, 19:43:52</strong>
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				<strong>Julia Tender</strong><br><br>http://hosted.met-art.com/met-art_AF_517_567//full/met-art_AF_517_9.jpg (http://hosted.met-art.com/met-art_AF_517_567//full/met-art_AF_517_9.jpg)<br><br>At the age of 25, I recently graduated with a Master degree in management and found a very nice job where I have been at for the last 3 months. The pay is good and room for development and growth is there. I could not feel more happy about it. My colleagues see me as elegant, devoted, fun, outgoing and serious about my job.<br><br>That was a short glimpse of my professional side, but regarding my dark sides and desires, it is a completely different story. I love sex, I enjoy it and I am very open minded about it. I tried a lot of stuff here and there but recently, I have been more and more attracted to BDSM and fetish. I tried a few things with some of my fuck buddies but that was that.<br><br>In order for me to get more close with this new burning desire and in order to fulfill it, I have been very active. I have been watching some videos on the internet and DVDs, and been reading some books and some issues over the internet.<br><br>But most recently, I joined a few of these BDSM and fetish personals and communities on the internet and have been chatting with some interesting people about the life style.<br><br>Today, while I was going through the personals, I ran into one interesting profile. It was a profile of a professional Domme. A Domme who offers training for money. <em>'Hmmmm, interesting'</em> I thought and after a few minutes of thinking, I decided to write her. <em>'I have enough money, I have a decent job and I am happy with my life except for this one desire that I am finding hard to fulfill! So why not?'</em>. This was my final thought before deciding to send in a request.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fulfilling her Dark Desires [Morgana and MsNikki]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MsNikki</strong> on <strong>06-05-2009, 00:19:27</strong>
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				It was Friday morning when I sent in the request. I tend to wake up a little early to mainly respond to messages from people at different time zones and catch up with things. I rarely seek new people and profiles as I would be late for work as I tend to be curious about looking up at almost every profile I face. But today it was different, I clicked on that professional Domme's profile by mistake and that was the way I ran into it.<br><br>I normally close these directly as I mentioned before that I don't have much time in the morning. But this one was interesting. It really attracted me this idea for training. I thought it was the thing I was missing to step more into the lifestyle. <br><br>The message I sent was:<br><br><strong>"Dear Patricia,<br><br>I am an open-minded girl who recently graduated with a Master degree and is working in a good paying job. I am really free and open-minded about my sexuality and sex and I like to try things, all and most sorts of things usually as my profile implies.<br><br>Recently, I have been into the BDSM and fetish lifestyle and I have tried some random stuff like a few spanks here and there. But I am really willing to get more into this lifestyle, I have a burning desire that needs to be fulfilled and I could imagine myself being a very obedient and fun slave with the broad interests and the little limits I have.<br><br>I ran into your profile and I thought, Bam! This is what I need, training!<br><br>I am kindly asking you if you have the time to accept me as a trainee.<br><br>Please write me back if you are interested so we can go through the details<br><br>Hope to hear from you soon,<br><br>Julia"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fulfilling her Dark Desires [Morgana and MsNikki]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MsNikki</strong> on <strong>06-05-2009, 17:43:55</strong>
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				The day was long and boring. A typical Friday as everyone is lazy and just wanting to finish so they could hop into the weekend and enjoy the nice rest. It was no exception for me too!<br><br>Thankfully, I lived a few minutes walk away from work, actually, 5 minutes! It was 5pm and time to go home. I usually prepare my stuff so that I leave exactly at 5! I went out of the office and walked home and in 5 minutes I was there and already sitting at my computer which I normally leave on.<br><br>I got a response off Patricia 4 or five hours ago, something like that. She requested a lunch meeting. I am a big lunch meeting fan. I am used to them in this 3 month period I have spent at my new work. I accepted directly without any hesitation and went off to have a nice nap. I stripped naked and slipped into bed...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fulfilling her Dark Desires [Morgana and MsNikki]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MsNikki</strong> on <strong>07-05-2009, 13:31:57</strong>
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				After Friday's afternoon nap, I showered and went out for some friends for dinner before we went to a pub and socialized. It was calm and we took it easy. We didn't drink much and didn't went clubbing. I even went home early in order to get a nice sleep and prepare for the weekend as I had some loose ends at work that I had to finish off, mainly it was some administrative work.<br><br>I woke up Saturday morning around 9 am and turned on my laptop so it would be up and running while I showered. I finished off my shower and slipped into my robe and wandered to the kitchen to fix myself a glass of milk with some toasted bread covered with butter and strawberry jam. I took my plate of toasts and glass of milk and sat my butt on the comfy desk chair to work on my laptop.<br><br>I logged into my emails and finished off the little stuff I had to do while enjoying my sandwiches and milk. Two hours passed and I was done. I felt a little playful and logged into the BDSM and fetish personals and responded to some friendly messages and naughty weekend wishes. I then remembered my Tuesday lunch and smiled proudly to myself as I have finally found what looked like worthy training sessions. <br><br>I logged into Patricia's profile again and read some more about her. Then an idea went into my mind and I decided to write her. The idea that went into my mind was regarding that some Dominants like the submissives they meet or agree to train to be dressed in some specific clothing, and also like them to call them with preferred names.<br><br><strong>"Dear Patricia,<br><br>I am writing you this message in correspondence to Tuesday's lunch. I was wondering if you would like me to be dressed in a special manner to your liking?<br><br>I was also wondering about the name you would like me to address you with? Should I call you Miss? Mistress? Ma'am? or just Patricia for now?<br><br>Looking forward to Tuesday<br><br>Have a nice weekend<br><br>Julia</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fulfilling her Dark Desires [Morgana and MsNikki]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MsNikki</strong> on <strong>07-05-2009, 18:05:11</strong>
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				After sending in the small inquiry to Patricia, I had to go visit my sister for lunch and spend the rest of the afternoon with her. We always met on Saturdays for lunch and I normally went home around 6-7 pm in the evening, and today was no exception, in order to have a small nap, a shower and go out clubbing with some friends.<br><br>I arrived home, took off my clothes and went to sleep. An hour later, I woke up to the buzzing sound of my alarm and went into the shower and had a long and warm one before I prepared myself for going out. I put on some short summer dress and a pair of heels. I picked up the phone and dialed to my friend who was supposed to pick me up and she needed extra 20 minutes.<br><br>I sighed and then remembered the email I sent earlier to Patricia. <em>'Hmm, I could check the reply if any until Samantha shows up'</em> I thought as I found myself already going through my fetish emails. I smiled as I saw her name and liked the way she was thinking. It gave me a sigh of relief that this person is indeed experienced and I became more and more optimistic about it.<br><br>I wrote back<br><br><strong>"Hi Patricia,<br><br>I will dress up normally, act up normally and leave the rest for you to decide or.... break (hmmmm I like the sound of this already)<br><br>Thanks for the weekend wishes, you have the same<br><br>Julia</strong><br><br>I sent in the reply and read through it and giggled lightly at the soft teasing way it was written with. My phone rang and it was Samantha giving me a missed call. I took my purse and rushed to the street to meet her in her car...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fulfilling her Dark Desires [Morgana and MsNikki]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MsNikki</strong> on <strong>08-05-2009, 01:26:01</strong>
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				It was Monday again and I rolled in the bed uncomfortably as my alarm beeped for me to wake up and prepare myself to work. I sighed and put it on snooze as I dug my face in the pillow. I always hated Monday mornings! The worst time of the whole week! The alarm went on again and I sighed again. Grrrrr was the only thing I could say.<br><br>I lazily got off bed and showered. I prepared myself to work and I didn't even check my emails nor made any breakfast that morning. Damn, I do hate Monday mornings.<br><br>In the office, I had loads of things to do. I had meetings with company executives the whole morning and with customers the whole afternoon. I was exhausted when the time ticked 5 pm and it was time to go home.<br><br>I rushed out home and was happy and thankful that my home is very close. I prepared dinner, watched some movie and as soon as it was done my eyes were closing by themselves. By 9 I was in bed. I was happy that this disastrous day was over. <em>'At least there is something to look forward to tomorrow'</em> I thought before I closed my eyes and had a long long sleep.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fulfilling her Dark Desires [Morgana and MsNikki]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MsNikki</strong> on <strong>13-05-2009, 19:32:54</strong>
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				I opened my eyes and could hear the birds singing outside. I smiled and stretched slightly in my bed as I started to think about how my lunch meeting today with Patricia will turn out to be. <em>'BEEEEEEEEEP'</em> the alarm beeped and cut my thoughts as I knew it was time to get off bed.<br><br>I hopped off bed and into the shower and carried my thoughts with me in there. I had a mixture of excitement and stress in me, the excitement coming from the fact that I will meet a Dominatrix who might take me on and train me if lunch goes well, and that was the point the caused me stress "if lunch goes well". I had to impress her in some way, but it was kind of tricky as she demanded that I act normal and dress normal.<br><br>My shower took a few minutes longer than it usually did and I came up with the conclusion that I should not stress too much about this, I should let the excitement and thrill be my guidance as the training was something I really needed and wanted. Plus, I was a confident girl, but never arrogant. I was confident and strong willed and a hard worker when seeking the things I really wanted, and that gave me a boost of confidence for today's lunch.<br><br>I dried myself and dressed myself in the normal work clothes, a just over the knee black skirt and a white buttoned blouse complemented by black slip on heels, my fingers and toes were painted in crimson red, and underneath my outfit was a pair of black lace panties and a matching bra. <br><br>I walked to the door and left home without breakfast as I normally tend to buy a small sandwich with a cup of coffee from the company's cafeteria. I arrived at the company, grabbed my breakfast and headed to my office. Thankfully, it was a slow day at work, I just had to make one phone call, and the rest of the morning I spent on checking my emails and reading the news.<br><br>Finally, the clock ticked 12 and it was time to leave. I went down to the main street and stopped a cab. I gave him the name of the restaurant I will be meeting Patricia in and asked him about how long would it take. He told me 10-15 minutes depending on traffic. I smiled and thanked him and laid back on the back seat and looked out of the window as butterflies and thrills of excitement started to overwhelm me. I had a good feeling about this lunch...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fulfilling her Dark Desires [Morgana and MsNikki]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MsNikki</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 21:55:46</strong>
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				12:10. The taxi pulled off in front of the restaurant's main door and one of the waiter's approached the back door and opened it for me after I paid the driver the share. I smiled at him and dragged one of my white pale, and smooth legs out of the car, followed by the other, and soon my slender frame emerged from the yellow car.<br><br>12:11. I entered the restaurant behind the waiter, <strong>"There is a reservation by the name of Patricia?"</strong> I asked him and he smiled at me before he escorted me towards the table. My eyes gazed as I watched Patricia from a distance. Her serious looks and amazing figure sat down at the table confidently. I smiled at her and waved.<br><br>12:12. I stood by the table with excitement and thrill all over me, my hand extended for a handshake accompanied by an apology <strong>"I am sorry to have let you wait but the rules are kind of strict in my company, I cannot leave before 12. I am sorry if I made you wait."</strong>...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fulfilling her Dark Desires [Morgana and MsNikki]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MsNikki</strong> on <strong>15-05-2009, 17:33:18</strong>
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				I waited for her to shake my hand but all I got was a nod and a motion to sit. I felt a little humiliated because I did apologize to her. I felt like leaving as I did not need this, but then I thought that I should not quit so easily, I waited for this for a long time now and I do not want to stop it by just acting snobby. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Please, have a seat.&nbsp; If you are not going to be somewhere at the appointed time, then it is best to e-mail or text ahead of time so your party is not left waiting."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>I took the seat and looked at her and apologized again, <strong>"sorry"</strong>. She kept ignoring me as she motioned to the waiter <div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"She will have nothing at the moment."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>. <br><br>My eyes widened and I looked at her but she did not seem interested to look back. Her confidence was sky high, it was admirable. I was really hungry and now I really wanted to go but then I thought again to myself that this might be my chance. I then remembered that with my fuck buddies, and when they started to top me, they were always asking how I felt and going soft on me, they were never strict. It was nice but something was missing. I smiled to myself at the thought and thought maybe that this is what I needed, someone strict, someone confident who knows what they want. Someone who will control me and take decisions off me because again I knew that if I am given time to have my way, I will act all cute and sneak away and do the things that I wanted. <br><br>I sat there silently and looked at Patricia, in soft hate but there was some thing mysterious attracting me to her. She did not look at me still, I knew then that she was giving me a lesson about punctuality which was fair enough. The way she sat there showed pride, showed that she does not take shit from no one. It was admirable.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You can order in a moment.&nbsp; Best that we get some things out of the way first.&nbsp; How old are you again?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Finally, she addressed me again, I smiled as she allowed me to eat. I was sure by then that she wanted me to know the importance of being punctual. <strong>"Thank you, I am sorry again... I am 25"</strong>. I found myself apologizing again before I answered and my answer was brief and to the point. Patricia's character played a major role for making me answer this way. Damn, the way she sat and ate her food without giving any form of interest towards me was challenging. I knew I had to work to gain her interest and I knew I should not talk some more or add anything up out of my mind.<br><br>I thought some more as I watched her chew her food slowly that despite the fact that she had a point to make about punctuality and despite the fact that she sounded harsh in the beginning, I could feel that she was kind and caring in the same time, and I got that feeling because she allowed me to order. But then I thought that in this, she had another point to prove and I guessed it was that if I am a good girl, then she will be kind, and if I break the rules and disobey, then I am in trouble. The idea was arousing so to say...
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