She had never been with a girl before. She’d never wanted to.. or at least, never known that she wanted to. But when the popular, stunning domme asked her over for a day of play, she found herself saying yes. She found herself nervous and excited. She even painted her nails, sex-red, hoping to impress this beautiful woman.
A couple hours after arriving, after the tentative negotiations and light flirting had come and gone, she was pressed tightly against the wall, Ma’am’s breath hot and sweet in her ear, Ma’am’s fingers filling her. She wondered how she had gone so long without realizing how wet for another woman she could be. She had the sneaking suspicion that she might never go back to men at all.
“Quiet,” said Miss, placing one delicate hand over her lover’s porcelain-sweet mouth. “If they catch us down here, they will expel us.” She took her hand away, and the girl nodded. She looked at Miss with big doe eyes. Miss smiled. “Good. Now take off your clothes.”
It had been a rough day. They’d been wrestling around the apartment, the girl putting up a pretty good fight for her hands being bound behind her back. They were bruised and winded when Mistress put a hand on the girl’s shoulder.
“Girl,” was all she had to say, gently, and the girl stopped and looked into her eyes. Her playfulness turned to instant submission.
“Yes, Mistress,” she said, waiting for her beloved’s next command.
She had her very well trained. The girl could stay like that for hours if necessary. It was relaxing, after the stress of a long day of rough sex, to have a cold drink and put her furniture to good use.
Pictures from my collaring
I was so excited. I had take my beating from my collars sharp spikes, I had bled from it, and I had proved that I was willing to sit on it and that I deserved it.
I love my Boss so much. I have never felt so loved and happy, but I think the last picture shows that…
The house was dark, and it creaked. The harsh light played with the shadows, and drafts slid in and out of the dusty halls. On another night, the girl on the floor would fear dangers in the dark, ghosts, the unknown. But tonight, all she feared was the strength of her mistress, and the harsh sadistic light in her beloved’s eyes.
She had it all planned out - the empty house, the old and ragged mattress. She’d invited her lover over, planning to seize her at the door, throw her down, and have her way with her. She hadn’t expected her lover to grab her instead, push her against the wall, and kiss her so deeply and fiercely that she surrendered right there. When they moved to the mattress, she was the one on bottom, bridle in her mouth, being ridden like an animal. She hadn’t expected to love it, but her cunt was already wet and she found she was ready to be used.
The night was young yet and the fun was just beginning..
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The girl had been delicious. She’d met her that night on the street outside the gala - she had been alone, shivering. The vampire had wrapped her in warm furs, guided her gently to the car, and talked sweetly to her for the length of the drive. The girl had not had a chance against the vampire’s whispered words and soft caresses. When they exited the car in front of the vampire’s estate, she could smell the girl’s wetness - sweet and delicious on the air. She had suddenly been starving.
Inside, in the bedroom, the girl had not hesitated. So deep into the spell was she that when the vampire parted her lips and bared her fangs, the girl only breathed deep and undressed, slowly, without even a tremor. She stepped close to the vampire, closed her eyes, and bared her throat.
She had been so, so delicious.
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Sir Integra “You WILL follow my orders! Will you not?”
Seras Victoria: “Yes Sir…I will do anything you desire.”
Sir Integra: “Good girl…When you finish the mission, I’ll give you a little treat.” *smiles*
Master and Servant by RikusWorld on deviantArt
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