So, I’m always looking for new places to do photo shoots. Today, we couldn’t find any. The local park was crawling with people everywhere. My secret place down by the river, wasn’t so secret anymore. There were dozens of people fishing there. My photographer friend told me he was going to make a quick stop at the local strip mall. I was waiting inside the car when I noticed the ladder up to the roof. When my friend got back, I told him I had found a place. He looked at my a little weird at first - but I’m used to that. LOL.

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Hey guys! I spent most of the day by the creek, it was just a perfect day to be outdoors. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky and it wasn’t too hot or cold. And I had so much fun! If you know me, you know my definition of fun. I have this bad habit of getting naughty when I’m alone. Today, it was just me and my friend with his camera. He had me doing some naughty poses for the camera, but it wasn’t long before I was flashing my boobs!

It was a lot of fun until we heard some other people coming towards us. I got so scared and nervous but at the same time so turned on! It turns out it was just a group of guys going to the creek to do some fishing. If they had only known what they had missed seeing!

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“I would like to propose a toast,” Dean Litton announced, “here’s to everyone who made last year one of the best in the history of our company, without all of you, none of this would have been possible!!!” “Hear, hear,” someone from the back of the room shouted, and another started singing the refrain from “For He’s A Jolly Good Fellow!”, which was followed by a standing ovation!!! “Thank you from the bottom of my heart,” Dean replied a little sheepishly, “now, let’s have some desert so we can get down to some serious partying!!!” After another smattering of applause, Dean sat down and Marjorie, his wife of thirty three years, squeezed his hand and whispered, “That was a very nice speech, honey, I think everyone is having a wonderful time!!!”
“Yeah,” he replied, “this is about the best company party we’ve ever had, but last year sales were terrific, so it should be a happy time!!!” Those words were to be far less than prophetic, as within
a matter of seconds five men with automatic weapons slipped into the room and announced a hold up!!!

A man dressed in dark clothing and a black skit mask announced loudly, “If everyone shuts up and does as you’re told, nobody gets hurt, but it you give us even the slightest bit of grief, you’ll be shot before you can even say fucking boo, got it!?!” A low murmur passed through the crowd before Dean stood up and asked, “What do you want with us, we haven’t done anything to you!?!” “Now that’s a good question,” the man replied sarcastically, “but you’re wrong, you have done something to us, you all have stolen all our money, credit cards, and jewelry, and just came here to get it back, does that answer your question!?!” Dean carefully turned to face his fellow captives and offered, “I think we’d better do as were told, I hope we can assume that after they get what they’re after they’ll leave us alone!!!” “Very nicely put,” the man in black replied,
“now listen up everyone, my men are going pass among with open duffel bags, put all of your valuables in the bag and don’t try holding out on us, if we find that you haven’t been straight with us, you can expect to get it right in the fucking head!!!” It only took about five minutes for several of the ski masked covered robbers to pass through the crowd and collect all of their valuables, including the wedding rings!!! “Thank you for the wonderful evening, the masked man
said gaily, “let’s do it again real soon, and by the way, I wouldn’t pay the hotel for the room rental, the security around here stinks!!! Just when it looked like it was all over, and almost as an after thought, the hooded leader grabbed Marjorie Litton buy the arm and growled, “You’re coming with us, just to make sure nobody follows us, once were gone, we’ll drop you off somewhere safe!!!” Dean stood up and tried to stop them from taking his wife, but all he got for his trouble was the butt end of and M-16 rammed against the side of his skull!!!

Half walking and half being dragged, Marjorie Litton begged her captors not to take her, but her pleas went for naught as she was roughly tossed into the back of a waiting van in the alley along side the hotel!!! “W-what are you going to do with me,” she asked in a terrified voice?!? “What makes you think we’re gonna do anything to you,” the masked man asked!?! “I-I don’t know,” she whispered, “I’m just scared I guess!!!” Suddenly they rolled to a stop and three of the
men slipped out of the back of the van leaving Marjorie alone with just the masked leader and the driver!!! When they began moving again, the man slowly pulled off his ski mask and asked, “Are you still afraid!?!” She had to admit that although she was still scared, she was a lot calmer than she had been just a few minutes before hand! He eyed her for a few minutes and then said softly,
“You’re an attractive woman, how old are you, anyway!?!” “Uh, I’m sixty one,” she replied, a
little uneasy at the direction of the conversation, and although she was in her sixties, Marjorie had always taken good care of herself, and in spite of her age, she had the body of a much younger woman!!! Now, very softly, he ordered, “Open up your dress, I wanna see your tits!!!” Such a short sentence, and delivered so softly, yet it was almost like a knife stabbing her in the heart, as it almost took her breath away!!! “I’m way to old for you,” she said while trying to reason with him, “and besides, I’m just an old married woman!!!” Now a little steel came into his tone, and he said evenly, “I’m not gonna ask you again, now do it!!!” She could tell instantly that it would be fruitless arguing with him, so with shaking hands, she reached around and undid her zipper!!!

As she slowly slid her dress form her shoulders, he commented softly, “I just love watching woman with big tits taking off their clothes, ohhhhhhh yeah, nice bra!!!” It had been an awfully long time since any man other than her husband had seen her undressing, but even as afraid as she was, just hearing a stranger drooling over chest made her pussy involuntarily dampen!!! “How big are they,” he said thickly, “they look fuckin’ great in that bra!?!” “Uh, 38dd,” she replied, “do you really like them?!?” He looked at her like she was crazy and said, “A-fucking right I like them, now take it off so I can see what you got hidden in there!!!” “Holy smokes, am I out of my mind, I’m actually enjoying this,” she said to her self, and then aloud and in a very sweet little girl’s voice, “you’re going to have to help with unhook it, can you do that for me please!?!” Uh, sure,” he stammered, “turn around and I will!!!” She smiled to herself as he fumbled with the hooks, and finally offered softly, “Would you like me to help with that, it seems like you boys are all thumbs when it comes to unhooking a bra!?!” He just sat helplessly while Marjorie undid the final hook, and then gaped wide eyed as the she teasingly dropped her bra and exposed her huge sagging breasts!!!

He sucked in a lung full of air and groaned, “My god, they’re huge, and your nipples are so fucking hard, p-please let me touch them!!!” It was at that moment that Marjorie could sense that she had exchanged places with her captor and had gained a measure of control in this rather
sticky situation, but realized that at any moment he could kill her without compunction, so she still had to take it slow and easy!!! “Maybe I’ll let you feel them,” she whispered, “but first you have to tell me your name, mine’s Marjorie!!!” “Uh, mine’s Jack,” he replied quickly, “so now let me touch them, okay!?!” “Well, you seem to really want to, and after all my nipples are all hard and everything, so I guess it’s all right, Jack, go ahead, feel them,” she replied smoothly!!! “Oh, Jack,” she sighed as he ran his hands all over her massive globes, “a woman with breasts like mine always hopes that she gets a real tit man, and from the looks of things, you are just that man!!!” Without even asking, he pulled her to him and leaned down and took a big hard nipple into his mouth and ravenously sucked on her like he hadn’t had a woman in years!!! “Oh my,” she sighed while running her hands through his hair, “you have a nice mouth for such a young man, would you like me to show you how nice my mouth is!?!” “How are you going to do that,” he asked!?! “Just let me show you,” she replied, “I think you’re going to really like it!!!”

“Tell me something,” she asked softly, “is your penis hard, after sucking my nipples it must be just about ready to burst!?!” “You wanna suck it,” he asked excitedly!?! “Why, Jack,” she replied in her best syrupy voice, “of course I do, after a woman has gotten her nipples sucked it’s just about all she can do to keep from tearing off her lover’s pants and putting him into her mouth!!!” “Really,” he moaned, “I’m hard as a fucking rock!!!” “Well, then” she whispered, “I think it’s about time we did something about that, don’t you!?! “Yeah,” he replied excitedly as he practically ripped his zipper apart while trying to remove his pants too quickly, “why don’t you take off the rest of your stuff, too!?!” “Now let’s just take it easy,” she said softly, “let me do you first, okay!?!” She watched with fascination as he slid his boxers off of his hips and down to his ankles, and the sight of his very hard erection made her cunt flinch a couple of times as well as make her mouth go dry!!! “Is it all right,” he asked a little nervously!?! “You have a beautiful erection, Jack, and I’m going to have a very nice time sucking you off,” as she let her head drop into his lap with her mouth wide open!!! God it had been a long time since she had had a cock as young and hard as Jack’s, and although she and her husband, Dean, had a good sexual relationship, familiarity does breed monotony, so having a man thirty years her junior desire her body, well, it was just so very exciting for her!!! While her husband’s penis was probably as long and thick as Jack’s, it was nowhere near as hard anymore, and the feeling of an incredibly erect male sexual organ in her mouth just made her warm from head to toe!!! She was becoming incredibly turned on by this young stud, so when he reached down and cupped her boobs, she thought she might have an orgasm right then and there!!!

“Do you suck your husband a lot,” he panted, “cuz let me tell you this, you have a fucking talent!?!” “She chuckled a little and replied, “Why thank you, Jack, that’ very nice of you to say, and yes, I do suck my husband’s penis, I’d say about two or three times a week!!!” “Fuck, if it was me,” he groaned, “you’d be suckin’ my prick every fucking day of the month I can guarantee you that!!!” She was about to thank him the compliment, but too late, his cock stiffened and her mouth was suddenly filled with spate of hot cum that nearly choked her at its shear volume, but she gamely sucked it all down, while not losing a drop!!! She continued sucking him for another few minutes or so, making sure that his erection was back to full capacity, as she had another idea
on how to satisfy him!!!

She was getting a little nervous again, as it was one thing to show off your boobs and then suck someone off, while it was a whole different kettle of fish to take off you panties and get your pussy fucked, especially when you’re over sixty years old and your partner is probably used to having women half your age!!! A glazed look was on his face after the fantastic suck job he had just experienced, but while Marjorie calmly jerked his big cock she asked, “Do you think you’re man enough to fuck a real woman!?!” “Do you fuck as good as you suck,” he asked!?! “Try me,” she replied, “you’ll never know until do!!!” With almost frightening quickness, he shoved her down hard to the floor of the van, jerked her dress and panties off of her with several hard tugs, and without even asking if she was ready, mounted her and buried his pecker deep into her dripping cunt!!! “Oh dear, god,” she moaned, “f-fuck me harder, oh you fucking stud boy fuck me harder!!!” While her she and her husband had leisurely encounters, this was a quick brutal fuck, the kind that people in heat have, the kind where it doesn’t matter who you’re with or when you’re doing it, as long as both of you are getting your brains fucked out!!! Hard and brutal, those were the words that kept rolling around in Marjorie’s head while Jack’s erect penis
continued its siege like assault on her unprepared pussy, while at the same time driving her hard and straight towards an orgasm that could only be described as monumental!!!

When she crashed on the rocks of her orgasm, it was like none she had had in many years, as her cunt just seemed to convulse over and over again around the pistoning organ that seemed to have found a home inside of her twat!!! Like two lions viciously mating, Jack tried to pound her into submission while at the same time she clawed at him with her nails, leaving telltale signs of their encounter on his back!!! When it was over, and his hot cum was drooling out of her spent cunt,
the two of them panted like animals while trying to make some sense out of what had just transpired!!!

After several minutes of absolute silence, Marjorie gently rubbed his arm and asked, “Are you going to let me go now?!?” He looked at her with almost sad eyes and replied, “I wish I had met you earlier Marjorie Litton, I am going to miss you, you are the best I’ve ever had!!!” As soon as she was dressed, he opened the back door of the van and let her out, leaving the door open as he pulled away, just staring at her until the van was out of sight!!! She shivered in the cool night air, and looked for a phone to call her husband, it had indeed been quite a night!!!

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September Scott Flashing At The Abandoned Factory

The summer isn’t even half over yet, but I’m already going bored out of my mind. There was just nothing to do today. All my friends were working, and there was nothing on TV. So I decided to do something I haven’t done in a long long time. I went out exploring. I used to do it all the time because not too far from my house is basically just wilderness full of trails and half abandoned roads. It’s a nice place to be because it’s calm, you can think and I feel like an adventurer. I’ve walked most of the trails but today, I ended up on a new one and discovered something I had never seen before. An abandoned factory. It seemed like the perfect place to do a photo shoot for my website. It was very secluded. My friend with a camera and I were the only people around. As I flashed, I imagined I was waiting for my boyfriend to be done with working his shift. He’d come out and take me to his car. We wouldn’t be able to wait until we got home. We’d do it in the backseat, right in the parking lot of his car.

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Gwen Turner sat nervously while she waited for Miss Alden to read her resume’. “Hmmm,” she hummed while flipping the pages slowly, stopping now and then to take some notes that she scribbled on a yellow legal notepad on her desk. When she was finished she closed
the resume’, removed her reading glasses, leaned back in her chair and asked, “Why do you want to work for Mr. Valentine, Miss Turner? Gwen had experienced enough job interviews to know when you could and couldn’t bs someone, and April Alden didn’t seem to be the kind that would fall for any half ass story, so she decided to tell the truth. “For the money ma’am,” she replied quickly, I need to make some money, and this pays far more than anything else I could find!”
“A reasonable answer,” replied Miss Alden, “but are you aware of, how shall I say this, the extent of your duties!?!” Looking a little flustered, Gwen stammered, “Well, ma’am, I heard that if you work for Mr. Valentine, that you have to have sex with him!!!” There, it was out in the open, now Gwen just sat back and waited to see what Miss Alden had to say about that!!! “You are partially correct, but it goes much farther than that, I’m afraid,” Miss Alden continued, “you see, it you go to work for Mr. Valentine, while you are on duty, you will be expected to be naked every minute, and that you will be at the beck and call of not only Mr. Valentine, but anyone else he sees fit have you also!!!” Gwen let that sink in for a minute, as that last part about “anyone
else he sees fit” was a little bit of a surprise to her! As she gathered her thoughts, April Alden seemed to read her mind, because she interjected, “If you are worried that he will sic some pig on you for his entertainment, don’t, Mr. Valentine wants all of his employees to be happy and comfortable, and making you perform with someone that was unappealing or gross would not
be in keeping with his modus operandi!!!” Gwen was grateful to hear that, and noticeably relaxed and let April Alden continue with her orientation. “Now, as you mentioned the pay is very good,” April went on, “and very good is not good enough description to describe it!!!”
You will be paid one hundred dollars for every hour you are on duty, and you will usually work at least eight hours a day, not bad for mostly just showing off your body, are you still interested in going on,” asked April?!? “Yes,” replied Gwen, “very interested, what’s the next step?!?”

“As you might remember from the ad, Mr. Valentine has very particular parameters his girls must meet,” April intoned, “and you seem to fill the bill except for the one thing we haven’t check on yet, if you are extremely hirsute in the vaginal area!?!” Gwen was embarrassed to hear that kind of talk, especially about her, but she figured she had better get used to it, so she answered forcefully, “I’m very hairy, more than anyone I’ve ever seen!!!” “Good,” replied April, “let’s have a look just to be sure, okay!?!” Gwen stood up, unzipped her skirt, and shoved down her white cotton panties, exposing her naked crotch to April Alden’s eyes. “Come here, dear,” ordered April, “let me have a better look!” Gwen walked around to the other side of the desk and stood directly in front of her interviewer, opening her legs slightly to give April a better view. Gwen’s
dark hair pie looked thick and lush as it spread from her asshole into a large vee above her crack, finally becoming a thin line of hair that trailed up to her navel. “Very nice,” murmured April, “very nice indeed!!!” Taking her hand, April ran her fingers through the lush fur, stopping when her index found her damp crack, slowly prying her way in until she found Gwen’s erect clitoris!
“That’s a very good sign,”commented April, “you have a very responsive vagina, I take it you have no trouble achieving orgasm???” “Oh no, ma’am, no trouble at all,” Gwen gushed, “I can cum at the drop of a hat!” While they were talking, April kept up a steady pressure on her clit, and Gwen found it harder and harder to keep up with the conversation! With her hips now pressing into April’s hand, Gwen was breathing more shallowly, and her need for relief was now becoming critical! “Baby need to climax,” asked April in a little baby’s voice, while all the time
flicking over Gwen’s little erection!?! “Oh my,” moaned Gwen, “p-p-please finish me off, I can’t take much more of this!!!” “I will dear,” April replied sweetly, “but you have to do something for me first!!!” “Jesus christ, just name it,” Gwen begged, “anything, just please, get me off!!!

April removed her hand and leaned back in her chair, then slowly lifting her own skirt to reveal a pussy even hairier than her own!!! “On your knees and eat,” ordered April, while pointing at her dripping snatch!!! Now in a state of sexual delirium, and with her head spinning, Gwen dropped to her knees, and in one fell swoop, buried her face in the luxuriant mass of female fur!!! Her tongue shot out, probing through the thick mat of hair, in search of the love button at the head of April’s crack! When positive contact was achieved April’s body spasmed slightly as her clit was
attacked by the roving tongue! Relentless!!! That is how you would describe the ferocity of the work over Gwen gave April’s pussy!!! She bored in like a drilling machine, forcing everything out of its way until it had totally engulfed the little erect organ standing alone as guardian of April’s pussy!!! The orgasm that tore through her, and the resulting scream that escaped her lips, brought the secretary in from the outer office to make sure everything was okay!!! While she was finishing off April, Gwen reached down and diddled herself to orgasm, being too excited to wait and let April do her!!

The Valentine complex was truly amazing, with one part offices, another part huge Southern California mansion, and finally a gigantic pool and recreational area complete with horses and all sorts of motor vehicles to play on!!! Gwen was given a locker in the women’s shower area, and was told to remove her clothes and head out by the pool. Gingerly she peeked out of the doorway that led to the pool and verandah, feeling a bit conspicuous to walking around a strange
new setting in the nude!!! She was just about to make her move when a voice from behind startled her! “Hi, my name’s Audra, what’s yours!?!” Gwen spun around, and was face to face with another naked young women!!! “Uh, I’m Gwen, it’s my first day,” she stammered, trying hard not to stare at the hairy pussy that grew wildly from the young blonde’s cunt! Audra had a fresh wholesome look about her, and she quickly took Gwen by the arm and ordered, “Follow me, I’ll show you around and go over the ropes with you!” Just happy that she didn’t have to make a solo entrance, Gwen gladly let Audra lead her out to the pool area. As they approached it, Audra announced loudly, “We have a new girl with us today, her name’s Gwen, so let’s make her feel welcome!!!” The seven or eight other naked girls who were lounging around the pool all mumbled hello and how-are- you’s, and then went back to working on their tans. Audra and Gwen found a couple of empty lounge chairs, and lay down and soaked up the sun. “How long have you worked here,” asked Gwen softly, not wanting the other girls to hear her conversation?
“About six months or so,” replied Audra! “Do you like it here,” asked Gwen, “I mean having sex an all in front of other people!?!” Audra laughed and replied, “After awhile you don’t even notice anyone else is around, and the money is fabulous!!!” “Is it true what April said about not having to do anyone that is, you know, repulsive,” Gwen pressed on?!?” “Yeah, pretty much,” Audra
shot back, “but you know how it is, one girl’s repulsive is anothers prince charming!!!” “That’s true,” Gwen said slowly, “I guess I’ll just have to roll with the punches!!!”

After a few minutes of quiet, Gwen slipped into a deep sleep and was roused awake by a male voice that said, “Hi, my name’s Harold Valentine, but you can call me Hal!!!” Still half asleep,
Gwen instinctively knew that this was an important moment in her career, so she when she opened her eyes she gave Hal Valentine a bright smile, extended her hand, and replied, “Nice to meet you Hal, my name’s Gwen!!!” Hal Valentine took her by the hand and shook it with a firm grip and said, “Why not join me in the pool, you look like you could use a cooling off, you’re a little burned!!!” Gwen hopped out of her chair and Hal Valentine led her to the pool edge, where he dropped his robe, dove into the water, surfaced and yelled, “Come on in, the water’s fine!!!”
Gwen dove in after him, and soon the two of them were laughing and cavorting all over the place!
It really was just as Audra had said, after a while you don’t even notice anyone else, and when
Hal cornered her at the far end of the pool and slipped inside of her with his thick pecker, she simply melted into his arms and let him have his way with her! The warm sun, cool water, and big cock were having a profound affect on Gwen’s hairy pussy, and when Hal whispered in her ear that he loved women with thick bushes, well it was too much too fast, and a jolting climax pounded through her full wet cunt! Forgetting where she was for a moment, she let out a low loud moan that caught the attention of the other girls, so when Hal was finished his orgasm and the two of them were paddling back to the other end of the pool, Gwen was greeted with a chorus of clapping and cheering from her compatriots! She turned a deep shade of bright crimson, but inside she felt that now she was one of the girls!!!

Gwen joined her fellow sunbathers back at pool side on one of the lounge chairs, while Hal hopped out of the water and sat down at a pool side table and started going over some business correspondence his secretary had left out for him. Every so often he would steal glance at the eight young naked women lying not more than twenty feet away from him. His thick cock twitched with each glance, and a within a few minutes he was fully aroused and ready for action! He stood up and paced in front of the women, while slowly fisting his hard pecker. Gwen had heard the term “alpha male”, but never until this very minute did she understand its significance! Standing in front of her was one of the richest men in the world, and all at once she knew she world do almost anything to curry his favor!!! She reached down to her vagina and began lewdly fingering her hairy slit, trying desperately to gain his attention! She glanced over at the other girls, and much to her surprise, each and everyone of them was finger fucking herself in the hope of impressing the boss! With a motion of his hand, Hal indicated for a buxom blonde girl to get to her feet. When she was standing next to him, he whispered something in her ear that made her smile. A second later, Gwen felt the hot breath of the blonde on her dripping cunt!!! Hal Valentine had ordered the big titted bitch to eat her out!!! The hot sun had made all of the girls sweaty, and the blonde’s chest slid over Gwen’s belly up to her own boobs, whereupon the blonde kissed her deeply, grinding her tits hard into Gwen’s! As with all of the girls, the blonde was as hairy as Gwen, and the two girls tried to maneuver their muffs so that their clits would make contact with each others! When they got it just right, both Gwen and the blonde stiffened as their cunt were pummeled by shattering orgasms! Loud groans filled the pool side air as each and every one of the women climaxed hard trying to impress the boss!

Later that evening, while resting in her room, she heard a knock on the door. When she opened it, April was standing there with a bouquet of flowers, “From the boss, he was very impressed!!!”
Gwen took the flowers and replied, “Thanks, I’ll be his cunt slut any day!!!

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Have you ever wondered why girls take so damn long in the fucking bathroom? So have I and this video shows some of the reason the girls seems to hog the bathroom time so much. I am NOT going to mention how this camera got where it got or why the footage is so good. Just enjoy this hot video of a hot teen girl getting ready to go out for a night of partying and I am sure a ton of sluttiness too! Now all I need to do is find out which club she parties at and maybe I can get a much closer view of these perfect titties!

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Here’s some pictures from one of my first and favorite photo shoots. While, I love being in front of the camera now, in fact it’s like my second home, there’s a time not too long ago when I used to get so nervous. Photographers told me I was a natural, but I felt so awkward and I was worried no one would offer me any more jobs. It’s pretty safe to say I was wrong, and it all seems pretty silly now.

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Caught Georgia smoking in the men's bathroom. I've always thought she's hot and when she got down on her knees and took my dick inside her mouth, I knew my day just got a lot better. We smoked that entire toilet, and the best thing was, I got her to quit--at least my fat cock did.

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Whats up men? Check out these pictures of me in my lace bra and panties. I love dressing up in the wild and sexy outfits for my photo shoots but today I decided I just wanted to wear my bra and panties. I’ve heard there’s a lot of guys that have lingerie fetishes that visit my website so I thought I’d make some their requests come true. But don’t worry for the rest of you guys, it’s not long before my bra and panties disappear and I’m naked and playing with my dildo.

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Yasmin blinked, her whole body still. She wondered for a small moment if she had imagined it, but knew instinctively that she hadn't. She turned away immediately, walking to her bag on the bench. She felt her heart speed up slightly and tried to relax, breathing slowly. She picked up her cleats, slipping her flip flops on and sat, putting the rest of the gear in her bag.

It made sense. If she really thought about it, it made perfect sense. Rain's preternatural intuitiveness. Her strength. The way she always seemed to understand her moods. She still felt shell-shocked, surprised that it took her this long to realize what she really was. A vamp. And from knowing her for the last few years and working with her, a very strong one.

It took a strong living vamp to not get distracted, show their hunger, vamp out when they were upset or excited. She knew this not only from what was common knowledge, but from a few run-in's here and there. She usually could spot one pretty easily. At the club, at a restaurant, walking past her on the street. If they were undead, they were even more easy to spot. Living vamps had the advantage of being immune to the sun and being stronger than humans, but less than the undead. And they retained their soul.

Rain and her didn't hang out socially unless they were team functions. No reason to see her vamp out then. She was around friends, felt comfortable. Same with on the field. Although that must've taken a long time to really perfect. She knew from experience that playing could be exciting and that for a vamp if they truly loved what they were doing and were turned on by it like herself..well, she thought maybe she would have seen some sort of sign. But she hadn't. And maybe because she hadn't expected it.

There were living vamps that tried to hide what they were because they were ashamed, wanted to be liked for who they were and not what they could possibly give, like shadows, people that wanted the blood ecstacy, or those wanting to be undead. They would give anything for a chance with a living or even undead vamp so that they could live for centuries. The thought was not actually appealing to her. To live forever. Maybe until you were 100, then die naturally.

Undeads had scions, caretakers that they usually tried to find while they were still living. They were loyal, made sure they stayed with them, protected them from the sun, were their companions. Her big sister's best friend was a scion. A powerful one. Her man was a master vamp. Yasmin really did not know many vamps. A few as associates of her parents and one or two that she want to school with, but as a general rule, most of her friends were human, pixie, or witch. Were's were too uprediRainable. She had a Were boyfriend for all of two seconds. He wanted to make her his alpha, but she didn't want the hassle and the laws that went along with it. Great in bed though.

She was always wary of vamps. They seemed too aware of her, as if they could see inside of her thoughts. She didn't like the feeling of being invaded like that. She could wear amulets like everyone else, but chose only to wear them on occasion, usually for fun. Like taking the static out of her hair, or changing her eye color. Never to mask her scent, or to see if people were telling the truth. She didn't believe in living life as a game. It made her attractive to Weres and vamps for just this reason, so as a rule she stayed clear. Not that she didn't like the few she had come in contact with and met. They were funny, charming, sly, and generally were very polite. But they also sometimes left her feeling vulnerable, unsure.

When she was younger, about the age of 13, she had a friend who lived next door, a female vamp. They didn't hang out a lot, but enough that she called her a friend. Sometimes they would go ride bikes (even though her mom didn't like her to although she never explained why) near the railroad tracks and lazily lay in the sand near the beach, not talking much. She liked how they didn't really need to babble about inane things, that she, Liza, seemed content to be silent a lot of the time, like she did.

One day they were playing near the train tracks and she hurt herself, twisting her ankle. It had swollen immediately, turning slightly blue and when she tried to walk on it, she nearly fell on her butt. At thirteen, she wasn't tiny by any means, Liza even smaller than her. But Liza had picked her up carefully as though she was picking up a small bird, and carried her home, and at the time, that was over two miles. She knew Liza shouldn't have been able to carry her and it had never occured to her that she was a vamp until then. But she realized it during that walk, and Liza knew that she had figured it out.

They were sitting on the couch, Liza looking at her worriedly and a little nervously. "It's okay," Yasmin had whispered. They both understood what she meant. Liza blinked at her, a slight circle of black shimmering around her pupil. Yasmin watched, fascinated. Yasmin hadn't known any vamps up until then, and had not really known what kind of danger she was in. She just knew this was her friend.

Liza reached up, her hand cupping the back of her neck. Yasmin looked at her surprised, but unafraid. Liza's eyes got darker until they were almost black as they stared at one another. "I want..." Liza said softly, her thumb moving along her neck. Yasmin let out a breath, a slight shiver going through her. It made Liza's hand on her tighten. "Liza," Yasmin said softly, confused. Liza bent her head, her mouth running along her neck and Yasmin felt her heart speed up. First twinges of real physical desire swirled in her mind. "I won't do it, I won't.." she heard Liza whisper, sounding like she was pleading.

Yasmin's hand went to Liza's shoulder, trying to remain upright and Liza sunk just the tip of her teeth lightly into her neck. Yasmin gasped, feeling pain and then pleasure flow through her from her neck through her body, settling in her groin. Liza groaned, sucking and Yasmin moaned, not understanding. God, this was a vamp, biting her. It felt like nothing she could comprehend, especially as a thirteen year old virgin who hadn't yet started dating. All she knew was that she felt so good, that she didn't want her to stop.

But something inside her told her she wasn't ready, that this was something they shouldn't be doing. So she pushed against her, her hand shaking and Liza froze, her mouth coming away from her. "Stop, please," Yasmin whispered. Liza was so strong, her body unmoving. Liza's eyes were dark, almost unseeing. She saw her canines, longer than they should've been, glistening from her blood. Yasmin shivered. "Stop being afraid..and I'll be able to let you go," Liza whispered quietly, her whole body shaking with the effort to remain still.

She closed her eyes, trying to calm down, her heart beat slowing. She felt Liza's hand leave her and she took a deep breath, slowly opening her eyes. She was alone. Neck slightly throbbing and ankle biting. She had hobbled upstairs and put on a sweater, covering her neck where two small puncture wounds lay. She had cleaned the slight blood around them, surprised that she wasn't bleeding from them. She didn't see Liza again after that, her family moving almost a week later. She had never forgotten her, or what she had made her feel. The bite healed almost immediately, and you had to look really close to even see the slight scarring, which didn't even look like a bite.

Yasmin was straight, dated men, enjoyed sex with them, but sometimes she wondered what it would be like with a woman. She knew it wasn't only the bite that had attracted her to Liza when she was young and it had stayed with her, that feeling of intimacy. She sighed, zipping up her bag. What a time for all this to come back. Her memories of being with Liza, her wandering through life wondering what it was she was searching for. She had been single for the last 8 months, not really dating and she knew she was getting the itch. To be taken out. Courted. Cuddled. She needed some sort of release.

She stood, seeing Rain and Leia come in to the dugout out of the corner of her eye. Rain was so tall she had to duck when she came down the stairs. Her long auburn hair flowed down her back in a ponytail and her dark brown eyes were expressive as they flickered to her light blue ones. A moment ago, she had seen just a second of a flash of black in them that she had tried to hide by looking down and closing her eyes for a brief moment. If she hadn't been crouching at the angle she had, looking up at her eyes, she never would have seen it. Literally only 2 seconds and it was gone.

God, what kind of vamp was she that she could be so strong as to hide herself for this long? Vamps were turned on by smell and instinct propelled them to act, mostly in passion when the smell attracted them. Fear, lust, love..all those things could make them vamp on you. The eyes were always first. She had never seen that with Rain. It was like she had perfected the way her reactions looked outwardly. It bothered her that she had never noticed, and it made her wary that Rain was hiding it.

Rain would be adored in any circle, vamp, human or otherwise. She was intelligent, fiercely loyal, fun to be around, and genuinely sweet. She knew what was bothering her. The memory of Liza was bothering her. What she had made her feel. The only vamp she had unwittingly let her guard down with. Because she was afraid of what she felt. Had wanted and enjoyed it. A girl vamp at the time. Rain was a woman vamp. It seemed potent.

There was always this slight attraction to her though she never wanted to pinpoint it, and now this. She felt embarassed at her own thoughts and slung the bag over her shoulder, standing up. "Yasmin," she heard Rain's voice and she bit her lip, turning to see her throw her own bag over her shoulder as she approached her. "What's up?" she asked as they walked out of the dugout and went towards the long tunnel to the parking lot. "Are we still on for tonight?" Rain asked, her voice echoing along the cement. Yasmin looked at her questioningly and then she remembered. She told her she would help her with chem class tonight.

It was odd that she had asked, as they never spent time out of ball. But Rain had really been struggling with it, and Yasmin had the same teacher and same class last semester so it only seemed the logical choice to ask her for help. She almost wanted to make up an excuse to not come over. To a vamps house. She knew what it meant to willingly walk over the threshold of a vamps dwelling. It meant you entered freely and that whatever happened, you were allowing.

This was Rain. She trusted and loved her as a friend. She had never once felt anything other from her than solid friendship. She needed to stop being stupid and get over his misgivings. "Of course," she replied as they entered the lit lot, student milling around. "Awesome. I'll order some pizza or something?" Yasmin nodded, smiling. "Ok, give me an hour to take a shower and come over ok?" Rain grinned, "Great, thanks for doing this." She nodded. No sharp canines. Normally living vamps had longer canines, though not as pronounced as the undead. She didn't see any. Of course she could and probaby was wearing expensive caps that hid the longer teeth, made them look normal.

Okay, she needed to not make this a big deal. But she felt her heart beat quicker as she took her shower, wondered why she seemed to be taking more time, as though procrastinating. For a moment she almost wished she had a spell amulet allowing her smell to be neutral. No doubt if Rain was a vamp, she would be able to smell her if she was afraid or otherwise. Otherwise meaning turned on. The combination of her always being attractive to her, and finding out she was a vamp was almost too much. This was stupid. She was not going to sweat it. Rain had obviously lived her life under some serious control and self-restraint. She could too, right?

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Rain hitched up her jeans and turned the dial, preheating the oven. Her eyes went to ESPN and then back to what she was doing as she lit a few candles, trying to make the place smell nice. Yasmin never came over. By herself. They only hung out with other teammates and when they played ball. She loved Yasmin, thought she was probaby one of the coolest people she knew. She was smart as a whip, funny as hell, and an all around good person. And she was...well, she was extremely easy on the eyes. Long blond hair, big blue eyes, sun-dusted flawless skin, and she was strong. You had to be to Rainch some of the balls she threw. They got along almost too well.

Rain never vamped trying to understand Yasmin. She didn't like vamping at all and had worked her whole living vamp life learning how to control it. She couldn't turn her sense of smell off or her instincts that sometimes arose, but she controlled them, never letting her eyes give her away, years of practiced non-chalant posture now second nature. She always did very well. Except today.

She was pissed as hell. Angry for coach treating one of her teammates the way she did. Yelling at her in front of everyone. Yasmin had tried to intervene which brought another coach in and there were a lot of expletives. She wanted so much to get into the fray but knew if she let it get the better of her, she would vamp. Even just a little might scare them and it wouldn't be just in front of one person, but her whole team. She didn't want that. She spent her life trying to fit in at school and college, wanting to play ball professionally and not wanting anything to get in the way of it. People treated her differently when they realized she was a vamp. They either got timid and scared, or they turned into stalkers.

People always feared the unknown. She wasn't some out-of-control vamp that ran around biting everyone. And she didn't take shadows so she could have a ready source of blood. The fact was, she rarely if ever indulged. And when she did, it was with another vamp. The undead needed blood to survive, the living did not, although they craved it. Honestly though, she wasn't attracted to people that were weaker than her. She preferred someone strong and in control, that knew what they wanted. It inevitably led to like with like. At least there were no expectations.

Another reason she hardly ever indulged was because she mixed sex with her blood. If she didn't, she had a tendency to let her hunger take over, which was not a pretty sight. And she was very choosey about who she shared her bed with. She was a normal kid except of course for the fact that she liked blood every now and again, was stronger than the average alive person, and had an extraordinary sense of smell.

Her thoughts went to Yasmin as she popped the top off of a beer and opened the sliding glass door. Yasmin was her ideal. If she were a vampire, she would've been perfect. She knew that she preferred women at a very early age, but because she rarely indulged, no one knew. Her parents would kill her if they knew. They wanted her to continue the family line, another mini-me vamp to bring into the camarilla. Her family was one of the oldest vamp families in the south. She knew she was favored to someday take over the family business, but they could have it.

She had broke away early, but stayed just close enough to home to appease them in some small way. Give them a feeling of control over her. She knew her destiny was already mapped by her mother's family line,  but she would be damned if she wasn't going to fight it tooth and nail. She wanted...more. Vamps would think she was crazy for saying it, but she loved having her soul and free will and wanted to just be happy. She didn't want to live eternally. She didn't want to be immortal. She just wanted to be like a human. Able to bleed and die and be happy, not have to worry about losing control or letting your instincts override other people's desires.

At first, she was wary around Yasmin. When she first met her, she had trouble being around her for long periods of time. She was afraid she would see right through her, not only see her interest, but God forbid she let her instincts get the better of her. Yasmin smelled like heaven. And she bet she tasted like it too. She was so strong, unafraid, and sexy as hell. She was almost too honest, and the compassion she held in her eyes always moved her. Like today, sticking up for the underdog. It was just who Yasmin was. And she loved it about her. She would give just about anything to be able to be herself completely around Yasmin, but her greatest fear was losing her as a friend.

Vampires, once uncovered, rarely were befriended because someone liked them. They usually wanted something. The rush of being bitten, or wanting even more. She liked being liked, felt a sense of worth, if sometimes maybe false, that she was an ok person. That craving blood sometimes didn't make her bad.

Once they spent more time together and she got used to the scent of her, both when she was excited and when she was happy (her two favorite smells) she felt more relaxed around her, able to control her desire. And after two years, they had become friends, their relationship on the field intense. Both of them strong-willed and competitive, they liked mowing down opponents. She trusted her 100% behind the plate and in front of it, and that was rare. They didn't hang out outside of ball for the obvious reasons, but she was desperate. She was not doing well in class, having fallen way far behind, and she needed to pass it to graduate in the summer.

She had debated asking Yasmin but finally gave in and Yasmin had of course agreed. She didn't like studying in libraries or coffee shops and Yasmin's apartment had roommates, so Yasmin had suggested her place. She knew she should have said no. Even though Yasmin didn't know she was a vamp and what that entailed, she knew what it meant, an innocent coming into her house. But she was the one that wanted a normal life right? And if she couldn't do this, couldn't handle this, then possibly she would never have one.

So she went to one of her closest friends and asked her for some strong amulets. One was to put above the entrance of the door that made the place neutral, so that no bespelling of any kind could happen to Yasmin. Bespelling could only be done by the dead, to the willing or unwilling. She herself could bespell only the willing. But if something happened, and she vamped, in her own place, she could bespell the unwilling as well. And she didn't want that to happen. Another amulet she put in the center of the room in a vase. It radiated through the house, masking some of the scent, mixing it with neutral scents so as to confuse her own sense of smell into a feeling of normalness.

Putting her caps on securely, she pulled out her books, then slipped the pizza in the oven. About ten minutes later, her eyes glued to the TV, she heard the knock. She felt her heart speed up momentarily and she went to the door, taking a big breath. She felt it leave her when she opened it. Yasmin stood in front of her. Looking edible. Clean from her shower, her damp hair pulled up, exposing her neck. She wore worn form fitting jeans and a t-shirt. She could make a friggin potato sack look appealing. She smiled down at her, barely looking at the amulet above her. Please let it work. And she stepped back to let her in.

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Yasmin closed her eyes briefly as she came into the house, trying to relax. Rain looked...sexy. Old worn jeans that were low on her hips, making the crotch long, a worn softball shirt, barefoot. God, it was starting already. She was glad she didn't have any free hands to hug her as she had books in one arm, a big bag in the other. Rain took the books without question and she brought the bag in with her to the kitchen.

The house smelled interesting. Like oranges and something fresh. She had never been here before and she looked around with interest. Large vaulted ceilings, big bay window and her eyes widened, seeing the infinity pool behind the sliding glass.

Dark wood furniture, dark suede couch, huge big screen TV. And she didn't have roommates. Obviously her family had money. Although you would never know it. She dressed like everyone else, wore a lot of the same stuff over. She didn't talk about her family much and she now realized why. If she was a living vamp, one or both of her parents were as well. They never came to games or any team functions.  Rain still seemed happy despite it.

A few candles lit the room and it made it look comfortable and elegant at the same time. She eyed Rain as she spread out the books. She had no idea what kind of life she led before she met her, but knew affluence when she saw it. And looking at her in her surroundings, she saw that it fit her quite well. She didn't look out of place whatsover.

She walked to the window and peered outside. "God, what a view. Rain, you have a gorgeous place." "Thank you," Rain's voice came from the living room. She came to the table and saw Rain standing near the fridge. "Would you like something to drink?" "What are you drinking?" "Beer," Rain said sheepishly. Yasmin smiled, "Beer sounds good." "Alright," Rain winked conspiratoraly. Yasmin sat and looked at Rain's book, open to where she was having difficulty. Of course it had to actually be the most difficult part of the course. Well, she knew Rain was smart. She was just stuck and from the looks of it, behind.

Rain brought her beer and they dug in for about twenty minutes until the timer went off. Rain went to the kitchen and pulled the pizza out, cutting it into slices as she came to sit at the island. They munched on pizza, talking about ball for a little bit until they couldn't put off the books looming in front of them. They went back to the table and worked for another few hours. She loved when Rain understood something, her face lighting up. She had slowly relaxed being in her place and she knew part of the reason why. When she had come in and turned to see Rain shut the door, she saw the amulet.

One of her witch friends had told her about it but she had never seen it at work. It was an amulet that was hung near doors so that when someone walked in, they were not bespelled. She immediately understood and loved the fact that Rain had it. It was for the safety of anyone that came into the house, lest she start to vamp for some reason. A precaution. The candles and the smell that had surrounded her when she walked in masked the scent of others. If she hadn't known that she was a vamp and recognized these signs, she would have had no idea what she was looking at or smelling.

She looked at Rain with renewed respect. That she was trying to protect her from...well, her. And she felt her eyes slowly open. Yeah, she was definitely attracted to her and not just because she was a vamp. Because she was so damn sweet. Finally, Yasmin begged off from the studying and they went to sit on the couch. Rain slouched next to her, and she noticed that she was careful to not touch her with her legs as she sprawled herself out.

They each had another beer, and Yasmin watched sports highlights with her for a bit, both of them laughing and arguing about MLB teams. Yasmin got up to go the bathroom and when she came back, she found herself sitting closer to Rain, their legs almost touching as she tried to get comfortable. Rain had brought them another beer and she could see her try to rearrange her mile long legs, but still they touched. Rain rubbed her face lightly, changing the channel to MTV. Yasmin was feeling the third beer slightly and she bit her lip, looking at Rain under her lashes.

Rain's cheeks were slightly flushed, her eyes on the TV. Almost too intently. They were never physical with one another, Rain not being physical with anyone really. She understood why now, but it didn't make her want to touch her any less. Rain's arm had gone behind the couch and she took a slow breath, then leaned her head back against it.

She felt Rain stiffen slightly next to her, but she didn't move away. They also were never this close to one another, at least not for an extended amount of time. She felt like snuggling with her. Knew it wasn't bespelling that was making her want it. She knew that Rain could probably smell her now. The amulet for the smell was fine if you weren't practically sitting in someone's lap, but this was different. And they were touching. And she knew Rain's scent was now on her.

She saw Rain shift a little, could tell she wanted to get up, but didn't. Was it because she really didn't feel comfortable with her in this way, or was it her instincts? She finished her beer, setting it down, then put her hand lightly on Rain's leg. She felt the muscle tense under her, saw Rain look down at her hand and then away, trying to hide her eyes. She wanted to see them. Needed to see them. She reached out, and Rain took her wrist loosely, looking towards her, but still hiding her eyes behind those long lashes.

"Do you not want me to touch you?" Yasmin asked softly. Rain bit her lip, then answered, "I do, which is probably why you shouldn't," her voice low, like gray silk. She felt an answering call in her body as it slowly woke up. Rain felt it, her eyelids closing as she held herself still. Yasmin felt her heart thump loudly, blood rushing to her ears. She reached for Rain's face again and she tilted her head up to look at her, Rain hesitating and then opening her eyes.

They were rimmed with black, her nose flaring, taking in her scent, her expression almost scared. A scared vampire. She cupped it, "I won't if you say no." Rain blinked at her, realizing that Yasmin understood what she was, and that she wasn't running away. "I can't," Rain said softly. Yasmin didn't know if that meant because she wanted to but couldn't or if she really wanted this. Yasmin felt unsure, slowly dropping her hand but when she went to pull back, Rain's arm went around her, keeping her tucked into her side.

Yasmin exhaled, watching her. "You know what I am," she said quietly. "Yes," Yasmin whispered. "You aren't afraid." "I trust you." Rain swallowed, and she saw her surprise. "Maybe you shouldn't," Rain breathed, not letting her go. "Why?" Yasmin asked, her heart speeding up. "I could hurt you with what I want." Yasmin felt her stomach butterfly. The silence was thick as they stared at one another, the flickering candle throwing light over her now almost black eyes. She felt the place where she had been bitten tentatively so long ago start to thrum against her neck. Passion. Desire.

Rain started, her eyes moving from her eyes to her neck. She could see it. Even though it was invisible to the naked eye, Rain was looking right at it. It had never burned with heat like it did right now. Ever. Once in awhile, she felt a slight twinge. It was obvious that it changed when there was need involved. But only with a vamp. Rain reached out, slowly running her finger along the side of her neck, touching where she once had been taken and Yasmin suppressed a moan, her eyes growing heavy.

"You've been bitten," she whispered, almost in shock. "When I was young," Yasmin managed, Rain's fingers still on her neck. "But you're not bound." It wasn't a question, just a statement. Yasmin shook her head, "No, we were both only thirteen," she whispered. "Why didn't he bind you?" Rain wondered out loud. Yasmin shook her head, "She didn't because I said no." She knew Rain had taken in her words, both the gender  and her saying no. "God, you're one strong woman," Rain said softly, their eyes on one another again.

Yasmin raised her eyebrow as Rain's fingers left her neck. "Does that turn you on?" She had no idea where the words had come from. She was never this forward. Rain laughed low, her eyes now all black. "You have no idea." Yasmin smiled slowly. "You turn me on." Rain bit her lip, "Yeah?" Yasmin nodded. Rain's head turned, looking towards the door and Yasmin followed her eyes. The amulet. She was understanding that she wasn't accidentaly bespelling her. "It's you." Rain turned her head, looking at her. She knew Rain understood what she meant. That it was Rain that was turning her on. Not pheremones.  But her love and desire for her.

"I don't know how you've been able to fly under the radar, being unbound," Rain said softly. Yasmin nodded, "I'm damn lucky. I think I might've been waiting." Rain waited, not understanding. "For the right person to find me." Rain's breathing changed, her tongue darting out to touch her left canine. "I....damn Yasmin...I'm afraid." "I know, that's why I know it's you I've been waiting for to claim me. But if you don't want me, I can understand. I don't want to ask something of you that you don't want to do."

Rain shook her head, "I want to, have wanted to ever since I first met you." Yasmin smiled shyly at her and Rain pulled her closer. "I just think....maybe this is going to fast. I'm worried that you will change your mind afterwards, and then it will be too late," she tapered off in a small voice. "I've had since I was 13 to think about what I really wanted. And what that was was to be loved for who I am, to love someone for who they are without reservations. I don't want to live my life holding back and being scared. And I don't want you to either. We can give each other what we are looking for," Yasmin said slowly.

The emotion washed over Rain's face, knew she longed for that acceptance and love. Love for who she really was. She had known Rain for years before this, it was a solid base already. "You..love me?" Rain whispered, tentative. "I love you very much, and I accept you for who you really are. I want to be with you. In all ways." Rain let out a long breath and then picked her up effortlessly, the strength of a vamp, and stood, wrapping her legs around her waist.

"I never thought you'd ever be mine. Someone as perfect as you. Someone as powerful, someone worth loving," Rain whispered, her mouth drawing across Yasmin's. Yasmin's arms tightened around Rain's neck. "You really know how to sweep a girl off her feet," Yasmin let out, feeling her eyes well up. Suddenly, both of them froze, the doorbell ringing. Rain's eyes went to the door and she set her down gently. She watched her as her eyes slowly changed back to brown, a slight black rim surrounding them. She looked at her apologetically and Yasmin smiled reassuringly up at her. They had all the time in the world.

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Frustrated, Rain felt her shoulders slump as she threw her bag into her room, yanking off her top. She hated being away from Yasmin, especially after what had transpired. It had been an urgent message from home and they had to part. Rain had gone home a state away and had just gotten back today. Her mother had finally passed into the undead. She always did like to prolong the inevitable.

She took a quick shower and then slid into jeans and a sweater, grabbing her keys. Yasmin had told her than when she got back, to come to her place. That she would be waiting. And Rain wanted nothing more than to see her. She drove fast, sliding through the lanes with ease. When she got there, she saw the apartment lights were on and she knocked.

One of her roommates opened the door and the look she gave her struck her as odd. "What's up?" she asked her, as she closed the door. "Yasmin has a visitor. A vamp...she's sort of creeping me out." Rain felt her tongue get stuck to the roof of her mouth. What vamp? She felt her heart stutter as her roommate pointed towards the living room. She walked slowly, opening up her scent passages, smelling both Yasmin and whoever was with her. Yasmin's scent seemed confused but excited. The other scent was strong and it was flowing over the room and on Yasmin as well.

She closed her eyes. Had she been bespelled? The scent of the other vampire was complex. Whoever it was, was very strong. Stronger than her. She turned the corner and stepped into the room. Yasmin's eyes went up to hers, surprised and the vamp turned her head, her eyes flashing slightly as their eyes met. Rain felt hers shimmer, controlled it. "Rain," Yasmin said softly, standing. Rain didn't move, but nodded.

The vamp slowly stood and turned all the way to face her. Yasmin hesitated, watching them. "Rain, this is Liza. Liza, this is my teaammate Rain." Fuck, she said teammate, and Rain wanted to cringe. Whoever this was, left Yasmin feeling anxious and not necessarily in a bad way. And then she understood immediately who this was. This was who had bit her so long ago. She saw the possession in her eyes, the question in them. She couldn't fight for her. The woman had come back for her, was her first bitten. And no matter how strong Rain thought she was, she wouldn't be able to best her in order to win Yasmin. Yasmin would have to choose. And she didn't want to watch her have to do that. She loved her too much to see her struggle with a decision.

They nodded at one another, civil. The woman was beautiful. Long flowing black hair and green eyes. Almost as tall as her with a regal posture. She saw Yasmin had realized what she had just said, embarassed, but Rain didn't acknowledge it, as her eyes went to Liza's as they stepped to one another and shook hands. Her aura was lighter than she would've thought, and her face remained warm.

"Nice to meet you," Rain said softly. "Likewise, Rain." Rain stepped back slowly her eyes meeting Yasmin's briefly and then she turned, not able to stay in the room. This wasn't her girl anymore and neither was the room. Before Yasmin could say anything else, she walked towards the kitchen. She stayed for a brief moment and then went out the back door, breathing in the cool night air. Damn. Two weeks made all the difference in the world. She felt like crying as she made her way back to the car. Hope that had blossomed and was so strong died on a whisper and she felt cold and dark.

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Yasmin excused herself from Liza not long after Rain had left the room and she went to the kitchen. God, why had she said teammate? It slipped out of her mouth and it wasn't at all what she intended but she felt flustered by Liza showing back up in her life after all these years. She had seen emotion flicker in her eyes and then they went dead, and she felt her heart clench. She had hurt her. Of course she had. She was such a screwup.

Rain had deferred to Liza and had immediately left the room. She didn't want her to leave. "Where is Rain?" Tina shook her head, "She said goodbye and went out the backdoor I think." Yasmin felt her heart stop. Fuck. Rain had felt she wasn't good enough, that Yasmin didn't want her because Liza was here. Liza had taken her by suprise, but she wasn't intending to sleep with her or have her bite her at all. She had no idea why she had said teammate but when she had introduced her to Liza, she wanted it to be neutral. And she knew it had been the absolute wrong thing to do.

She felt her eyes tear up. God she had looked so good and she had missed her so much for the few weeks she had been gone. She made her way back into the living room where Liza was standing near the window. "Is she the one you want?" Liza asked softly. Yasmin felt her neck start to throb, knew that Liza's pheremones were kicking out and she fought the feeling. "Yes," Yasmin said softly, not approaching her.

Liza bowed her head and then nodded. "I knew I shouldn't have waited so long to come find you. And now it's too late," she said quietly. "I'm sorry.." Yasmin whispered. "Don't be. Her aura was very clean, very strong. Definitely strong enough to be your equal. Probably why you are both attracted to one another the way you are." Yasmin bit her lip, watching her. Liza stepped forward and touched her face gently, "Go after her. She is hurting enough for the both of you." Yasmin's face tingled and she nodded, her tears starting to fall.

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Rain slammed her door and didn't turn on any lights. She cranked up the music and threw some whiskey in a glass. She hated herself. She hated what she was. She would never be able to do anything right. Never be able to love and be loved by someone worthy. She didn't deserve Yasmin if she couldn't stand up to another vamp for her love.

She downed the whiskey, pouring more into a glass. She walked barefoot through the house, lighting a few candles and opened the sliding door, looking out at the night sky. Her hunger was strong tonight. She hadn't indulged in over two years. No wonder why she was so out of sorts.

Angry, she swallowed more of her drink, Evanescene coating her with their sorrow. She didn't know how long she stood in her own darkness when she heard someone walking towards her door. Her ears zeroed in on the sound and she heard the knock. She finished her drink and strode to the door, not in the mood for company.

When she opened it, she almost had the urge to shut it again. Yasmin stood in front of her, soaked from the rain that had started to pour, her blond hair looking dark, her blue eyes full of apology. "Can I come in?" she asked softly. Rain shrugged, "Enter at your own risk. I don't have an amulet above the door," she said, her voice low, taunting and she turned, walking through the dark house. She heard the door shut, heard Yasmin follow her into the kitchen.

The light shone as she opened the freezer, grabbing the bottle of whiskey. "I'm sorry Rain," Yasmin pleaded, tears in her eyes which Rain forced herself to look away from. Her heart was aching. It had never felt like this. "You made it clear what I really am to you. And there's no need to apologize. I hate who I am as it is," she nearly spat and left the kitchen, taking the glass from the island.

She was almost at the sliding door when she felt Yasmin's arm on her hand, her heat on her and Rain whipped around quickly, her vampness getting the best of her as she grasped her hand, not hurting her but holding it away from her, firmly. She knew her eyes had gone completely black.

"Stop, Yasmin. I can't be..I can't give you what Liza can give you. She's the only one that will truly invoke that bite..the response you had towards it. I'm nothing compared to her," Rain said harshly, tears threatening to fall. "Rain, please. I love you, I don't want to be with her..I only want you." Rain looked at her disbelieving. "I don't feel it anymore," she said, her voice gone flat.

Yasmin's tears flowed as she took Rain's hand, placing it over her heart. "Feel it. Please say you feel it. Because it's real. I'm sorry baby. I don't know why I introduced you to her like that. It came out all wrong..was not what I meant." Rain's eyes were downcast, her shoulders falling slightly.

"She doesn't even compare to you." Rain's head came up, sorrow in them but she saw her listening. "You are who I want. Please believe me," she said softly, cupping her face in her hands. Rain looked at her, felt her heart hammering under her hand, her scent one of love, and fear. But not fear of her, fear of losing her. Yasmin touched her forehead to hers and wrapped her arms around her neck. Rain felt her own arm go around her lower back, the bottle still in her hand, tentative. Her other hand still remained at her side, their eyes on one another.

Rain felt the tension dissapate slightly. "I know why she came back. And it's justified. I won't stand in her way, she loved you first. Because I can tell there is care there from her. I want to fight for you, but she will ultimately win if I do," she admitted in a whisper, even though she didn't want to. Yasmin shook her head, "I choose. I choose my future and who I want to share my body and blood with. And I've made my choice. Rain, I won't lose you. I told her that you are the one I choose."

Rain let out a slow breath, finally believing her and she dropped the bottle, bringing her into her arms and Yasmin let out a soft sound as she tightened her hold on her, burying her face in her neck. Yasmin had chosen her over an obviously stronger and superior vampire who still had a hold on her through her saliva in the bite she had given her, and she felt her heart kick start into overdrive. "Mine," Rain said in a ragged voice, carrying her into her bedroom. "Yes," Yasmin said softly.

They reached the room, dim lights on, silk sheets on an unmade bed. She lay Yasmin on it and without preamble, Yasmin took off her shirt and bra, then stood, undoing her pants, pulling her thong off with them. "Fuck," Rain breathed, following suit, her clothes following hers onto the floor. "God, you are so so sexy," Yasmin whispered, reaching for her and Rain came over her, their mouths meeting hungrily.

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Their bodies wound around one another as their mouths fed, Yasmin knew she was already wet, ready for her. She looked up at her darkly, full of desire, and ran her finger over Rain's canine. Rain hesitated, then reached up, taking off one and then the other cap revealing longer canines, too long to be human. Yasmin blinked up at her, then gave her a shy smile. Rain growled low, her mouth trailing over her skin, her sharp teeth gentle across her body, over her breasts, tongue on her nipples, then lower.

Yasmin moaned, Rain's tongue between her legs, on her clit, her body on fire. "Please," she whispered, needy. Rain moved up her body, her fingers between her legs, their mouths meeting. Rain's mouth went to where her long-ago bite was and Yasmin gasped, arching under her, her legs twining around her lips. Rain looked at her intently, her words slow, "You give this to me?" Yasmin felt her body relax into her voice, "Yes." Rain sighed softly, holding her close, the last vestiges of hesitancy falling away.

Rain's mouth went to her neck again, and gently she slipped her teeth into her, her fingers following suit below and there was only slight pain and then enormous pleasure as she groaned, feeling like her body was suspended above her. She cried out, her hands grasping her as she felt her pull strongly on her, her fingers sliding in and out of her warm depths, her clit engorged as she kept her thumb on it, running her wetness over it again and again. "Rain...don't...stop..." she moaned, her body starting to tremble under Rain's stronger one.

Rain groaned and pulled again, her blood flowing  into her mouth and Yasmin thought she was going to pass out from the ecstacy as her vagina clenched tightly and then she was climaxing, her body shuddering and twisting as Rain took her blood and her body, the feeling indescribable. Rain gentled her touch, slowly pulling her mouth away and Yasmin panted softly, pulling her close, wanting more, feeling something was missing.

"I..don't want to bind you unless you want me to. You wouldn't be my shadow, but an equal.." she said, almost embarassed, afraid. She could see the hope in her eyes. She hadn't bound her. She wanted her to have that choice. To be her companion. But not a plaything, someone skulking around after them as a blood supply. Someone with her own free will. Binding her would ensure that no other vampire played upon her bite, making her subsceptible to their charm. "I want to be yours," Yasmin whispered, running her hands up Rain's thighs, touching her gently between her legs.

Rain let out a groan as Yasmin turned over above her and took her mouth, her fingers finding her dripping wet. She gently pushed into her, palming her clit as her mouth took her nipple between her teeth. Rain gasped, her body taut with desire as Yasmin made love to her, Rain's body undulating in the dark room, her orgasm fast and strong. Rain lifted her in her arms, Yasmin straddling her and they kissed softly.

Rain's mouth went to her neck again, her hand cupping her breast, her other holding her lightly and then she sunk her teeth into her again lightly. Yasmin felt the jolt of sensation and pure bliss as she drew on her again, featherlight her lips moved on her skin and she felt something flow through her, an indescribable feeling, like warm liquid running through her veins, drawing up her whole body, her will, her soul.

She felt exhiliration spiked with a brief moment of fear as she gave herself over to this woman and then she climaxed again, with only her mouth on her, their naked bodies tight on one another. Rain moved her mouth, cradling her head in her neck, Yasmin feeling tears seeping under her lashes as she clutched at Rain who was shaking from taking in her aura, blood, and surrender. She had felt the moment she had been bound to her, and felt nothing but love and need for her.

As they collapsed onto the bed, she curled herself into Rain's larger body, feeling secure and peaceful. She touched Rain's face, her eyes dilating slowly back, the warm brown appearing. "I can't believe you're mine," Yasmin bit her lip. Rain laughed softly, "I certainly am." Drowsy partly from making love and from blood loss, she feel asleep quickly in her arms, trusting Rain would keep her safe. "I've never...bound anyone to me before," Rain whispered almost inaudibly before she fell completely into Neverland. Yasmin nuzzled into her. The fact that Rain had waited this long to do it meant she had been waiting, just like her.

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Leia laughed, shoving at Rain who grinned. They had all gone out to a club that had just opened near the waterfront. Rain and her had been secretive about their relationship, but little by little, the team found out. At first a few of the girls had been weird about it, but soon it was like no big deal, the vibe going back to what it had always been between all of them. Tina had admitted that she thought they made a perfect couple and Britt chimed in, agreeing. They still weren't really physical in public, but that was more because that's how both of them were.

They were sitting a few steps up from the main floor at a large table, six of them meeting for drinks and some dancing. They had been at the club for a little while when Yasmin noticed a group of vamps come in, their shadows trailing behind them. They all wore dark clothing, one in all leather. The shadows looked palid, listless, the vamps predatory. She saw that Rain had noticed them as well, her eyes on them, her leg, which had been jiggling under the table, stilling.

"Shadows are just...they look so sad and pathetic.." Britt sighed, having seen them as they crossed the middle of the floor towards the bar. One of them looked up at their table and his eyes landed on Tina, then Britt. Scoping them out. He smiled at Tina and then continued walking. Tina's face looked flushed, her eyes slightly confused. Yasmin eyed the vamp. Possibly undead. Or possibly Tina was more willing than she had thought. Rain was looking at Tina, but said nothing.

"He was kind of hot," Britt said, quirking her eyebrow. And he was. Dark hair, light eyes, his body athletic. His cheeks were rosy, signifying he had slaked his thirst recently. The shadows did look sad, fawning over the vamps, doing whatever it was they asked.

After Rain had bound her, Yasmin hadn't felt any different. And she knew the reason why. Rain, who as a vampire had the power and the tools to mold and bend Yasmin the way she saw fit since she had bound her, did not try to make her malleable. She let her keep her own free will. Because she loved her. Instead of becoming weaker like the shadows that followed after these vamps, she became stronger. Rain didn't use her or suck her dry, instead, made sure that when they wanted mutual satisfaction, Yasmin had to ask for her to take from her.

She had the strongest urge to do the same, bite into her. She knew it was something that was done. Saw the caps that were sold in discreet stores that made sharp canines for those who were allowed the gift of biting a vamp if they were not one themselves. Rain's birthday was coming up. She knew Rain would never ask her for this, even though it would bring her an indeterminable amount of pleasure, as much as what she felt when she was bitten.

Rain was chivalrous and slow in her courtship. And it turned her on. So yesterday, she had gone underground in search of the perfect caps. She found someone who was willing to make ones exact to her tooth specifiRainions, so they didn't come off during the act, which cheaper ones often did. It set her back a bit, but she knew it was going to be worth it. Maybe tonight. She didn't know if she could wait until her birthday.

She saw Tina jerk slightly next to her, and she saw she was breathing shallowly. She turned her head, seeing the vamp that had been looking at her standing nearby with a drink, looking at her. He WAS bespelling her. Yasmin moved in her seat, blocking his view of him and touched Tina lightly on the thigh. She looked up worriedly. "I...I feel strange."

Rain stood slowly, and excused herself. She watched her walk down the steps, the vamp looking up at her as she approached, surprise in his eyes. He hadn't noticed her sitting with them. She saw recognition in his eyes and he looked almost scared as he straightened from his slouch and he bowed his head slightly in greeting. Rain waited until his head came up then said something quietly to him. His eyes started to go back to where they were sitting but whatever Rain said next stopped him, his eyes going to hers. He said something softly and she nodded.

She turned to follow him and glanced back at Yasmin. Yasmin nodded at her and she turned, walking towards his crew with him. They all stood as she approached, bowing slightly. Who was Rain that they would all be almost..meek around her? Rain acknowledged them with a slight nod as she sat, the shadows scurrying around her, their eyes riveted to her power. Compared to the other vamps, she exuded a natural grace and strength, not an affected one.

One of the vamps barked at a shadow standing too close to Rain and she huddled, moving away. They talked for a few minutes and Yasmin drank her drink, Tina having gone to the bathroom with Leia. She watched Rain stand up and one of the shadows touched her arm briefly, her eyes big. Rain looked down at her, her vamp distracted. The girl whispered something and Rain looked down at her, nodding briefly. The girl looked sad, desperate. Rain left their table, weaving her way back towards her. Someone stopped her to talk to her and she bent her head as they spoke. A girl. Flirting with her. Yasmin hid a smile and turned, seeing a few of her teammates coming to the table.

She chatted with Kristie for a moment, then felt Rain next to her. She finished her drink and sat it down on the table, finally turning her head to look at Rain. She was leaning against the wall close to her, talking to Britt. Their eyes met and Rain looked at her questioningly. Yasmin couldn't really answer her, what she was feeling. She knew it was...admiration and..lust. Rain's nostrils flared slightly and she knew Rain smelled it on her. She felt her cheeks stain as she tore her eyes away from her.

She saw Rain push off from the wall and she shook her head giving her a teasing smile as she stepped around the table. Rain's eyes were laughing as she took two strides and was next to her. Yasmin grinned, Rain's arms going around her, pulling her close. Yasmin put her arms around her neck, letting Rain pull her close. "You're driving me crazy," Rain growled in her ear and Yasmin felt a shiver go down her spine. "Then stop looking at me like that," Yasmin smiled, running her thumb across her lower lip. Rain had her caps in and her tongue snaked out to run across them, "Like what?" Yasmin groaned, "You are such an asshole." Rain threw her head back laughing, the black rim barely visible around her eyes.

"I want to bring you home with me right now," Yasmin said, her voice sultry and it was Rain's turn to squirm under her hands. "Okay, okay." It was almost  two am. Definitely time to go home. "Let me go to the bathroom, I'll meet you in front okay?" Rain nodded. Yasmin made her way to the bathroom and noticed the shadow that had spoken to Rain was in front of her. They went into the bathroom and when she came out of the stall, the girl did too. She looked gaunt, pale. Dark circles were under her eyes and she had light scarring on her neck.

She actually was quite good looking, her long red hair probably an aphrodisiac to the vamps she hung out with. Their eyes met and the girl's eyes took her in, wide. Yasmin watched her, waiting as she dried her hands. "I..do you know how incredibly lucky you are? Rain is....a lion. And she obviously respects you, treats you well," the girl's voice was soft, surprised. She wondered at the word..lion. "I am lucky. That she loves me," she admitted, throwing the towel away.

"What did you ask her?" Yasmin wondered out loud. The girl shook her head, "I need help." Yasmin nodded, she looked anemic and tired. "I was hoping maybe she could talk to my owner." Yasmin blinked, "You don't belong to anyone. You are your own person." The girl looked at her, shocked. "That is far from the truth, for any shadow. But you aren't one are you? You are...her scion?" Yasmin shook her head, "We're lovers." The girl stared at her, then nodded, tears forming in her eyes. "She will help you if she can," Yasmin said softly. The girl nodded.

Yasmin opened the door for her, then followed her out to the front of the club. Both of them froze as they opened the door. Rain and a few of her teammates were standing near the wall, two of the vamps standing next to them, a shadow nearby. They all turned to see them approach, the girl scurrying to stand next to her vamp, the one that was irately looking at Rain.

"She's mine," the vamp snarled. Rain didn't move, didn't look at her, their eyes locked. "You'll kill her at this rate, the way you are treating her," Rain said quietly. The vamp blinked, anger making his eyes swell to black, his body rigid. "Come on," his vamp buddy said quietly, moving back with his shadow, his anxious eyes on Rain. "It isn't any of your business," he clenched his jaw. Their teammates were watching the confrontation, all of them in shock, scared as they had backed up out of their way, torn between wanting to help Rain and being afraid of the vamp.

"She has asked, and now it is." Rain said with some finality. Surprised, the man looked at his shadow, the girl she had met in the bathroom shivering next to him, fear flowing through her. Rain saw it the moment it was about to happen, the vamp reaching out to grab the girl by the neck and Rain reached out with an unnatural quickness, her hand going to the vamp's neck as she moved them into the car, both of them almost the same height, their eyes on one another.

He struggled slightly, trying to push her off and she squeezed tighter, lifting him ever so lightly until his feet were off the ground. She heard Britt gasp next to her. Rain had vamped out. In front of everyone. "You obey the plight. You must follow what it dictates," Rain ground out. The vamp gasped, trying to breathe, saw her eyes which were hidden from them, and he shuddered, then nodded.  "Yes?" Rain asked, not easing up. "I concur and beg favor," he rasped, his face turning slightly blue.

"Rain," Yasmin said softly. Her shoulders eased and then she let go of the grip, easing him down onto the ground. He pulled himself back up to his full height and then bowed low in appeasement. He gave a look to his shadow then nodded, "I release you." The girl next to her started to sob and Yasmin held her as she grasped at her coat. He looked up at Rain with eyes full of emotion. "Don't forget who you are, Rojilio," Rain said quietly. He nodded, then took a step back. He held out his hands in suppliRainion and she nodded. He turned and left them standing in the dark parking lot, the rain heavy around them.

Rain stood staring after him and Yasmin let go of the woman, wiping her tears. She left her, then went to Rain, approaching her from the side. Rain's eyes were changing, the black subsiding and she looked down at her. Yasmin nodded and touched her arm lightly. Rain looked relieved that she wasn't looking at her as if she had grown two heads. The raw power was like nothing she had seen.

The tradition that the vamps were seeped in seemed to swirl around them. Rain had reminded Rojilio of where he needed to be, and he had accepted it. She took her hand, lacing it in hers. Rain gave her a small smile, finally relaxing. She knew as soon as they turned around, there would more explaining to do. Rain's arm went around her shoulder and Yasmin put hers around her waist as they turned to see their teammates approaching, and the girl she had saved.

It was silent, all of them quiet as they met near the awning. "You're a vampire," Leia said softly, for all of them. Rain looked at them pleadingly, but did not speak, only nodded, hanging her head. "Well shit, that was the coolest thing I have ever seen in my entire life. You are one kick ass bitch!" Britt grinned, shoving her on the shoulder. Rain looked at her, shocked. Tina smiled, "You saved her," she motioned to the girl next to them, "life."

Rain shook her head, "She saved her own," and she looked at the girl. The girl's tears started to come again, but these were tears of happiness. "You gave me the strength..what you two have..it gave me the strength to hope and to ask." Yasmin felt her heart clench.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Kristie asked, the only one holding back. Rain searched her eyes, "I just...wanted to know that I have friends because of who I was..not what someone thought I was," she said softly. Kristie nodded and then gave her a soft smile. They walked to their cars, the girls excited. Finally they parted ways, the girl coming with them to Rain's car. "Camra, right?" Rain asked as they stopped under the street lamp. Camra nodded. She looked up at Rain and said softly, "I owe you with my bond." Yasmin felt herself inhale lightly. The girl was her shadow now?

Rain just shook her head, "Camra, you don't belong to anyone, least of all me." Camra looked confused, "But..it is your right." Yasmin waited, unsure. Rain just tightened her grip of Yasmin's hand in reassurance, "I forfeit my rights. Yasmin is all I want or need." Yasmin felt her heart speed up, her knees going weak. Damn she was so sexy. Camra bit her lip then gave them both a big smile, "Thank you," she whispered. Rain nodded. Camra turned to Yasmin and they hugged lightly. "You are loved," she smiled softly at her, then bowed to Rain. Rain bowed her head in return and the girl disappeared into the night.

Rain opened the car door for her and they drove home, Yasmin deep in her own thoughts. Rain looked over at her every one in awhile, waiting for her to speak. "Who are you that other vamps respect you the way I've seen?" Yasmin asked softly, finally looking at her. Rain pulled up into her drive and opened the door. Yasmin waited, Rain coming around to open her door. She helped her out and they walked up the walk.

"My family is the oldest living vamp family in the country. I come from a ...long line of strong genes that have pretty much made us dominant in our characteristics and mental capacity. We...outlive many of our kind," she said quietly as if in thought as Yasmin opened the door, letting them in. "How long?" Yasmin asked, curious as she shut the door, both of them taking off their shoes. "After becoming undead?" she asked, shaking off her coat. Yasmin nodded, almost forgetting that small detail. "Thousands of years." Yasmin looked up at her surprised. Rain nodded, but she looked troubled.

"I...I think it must be hard. I can't imagine...living to one hundred, let alone.." she trailed off. Rain leaned against the back of the couch and gave her a half-smile, "I can't either. The only things I've wanted in life were to be loved for who I am and to be able to live and die like a human." Yasmin felt sorrow for her future and came into her arms. "Well, as long as this life is in front of us, I am yours." Rain smiled down at her. "Yeah?" Yasmin nodded.

They kissed gently, their hands roaming lightly, her body pushing into Rain's. Yasmin pulled away breathless, "I have something for you. An early birthday present. Or do you want to wait?" She gave her a sexy look, starting to unbutton her blouse as she walked backwards towards her bedroom. Rain's gave her a long look, her eyes starting to shimmer and Yasmin squealed, turning and running. She had almost reached the bed when Rain was on top of her. They tore off one another's clothes, their mouths roaming. Rain's fingers pressed against her and she shook her head, panting.

"What?" Rain asked, her eyes now completely black, her lips moist. Yasmin got up off the bed and went to her dresser. She opened the first drawer and pulled out a small box, bringing it over to Rain. Rain sat up, bringing Yasmin into her arms and Yasmin placed it in her hand. "You...if you want to wait, it's ok." Rain touched the box, then opened it. Inside there was a small velvet pouch. Rain bit her lip, "For me?" "For us." Rain loosened the string, then opened it. She tipped it over and out slid the canines. Her head came up quickly, surprised. "Are these.." Yasmin nodded, feeling bashful all of the sudden. "I got them..fitted. But if you don't want to.." Rain stopped her, putting a finger to her lips, "God, I definitely want to. I just didn't think you...wanted.." "I do," Yasmin said softly, her arms around her.

Rain licked her lips, her eyes wide. "I...I've..wanted this..you to.." Yasmin didn't think she'd ever seen her speechless. She took them out of Rain's palm and pushed Rain down on the bed. Yasmin straddled her hips and took the box from her, placing it on the bed. She then gently pushed first one, then the other cap on, lengthing her canines, the sharp points thrilling on her tongue. Rain looked up at her, her breath fast and she took off her own caps, putting them in the box.

"I...the thing is..if you do this, take my blood, you'll change. Become more subsceptible to things..stronger, but...things are more intense..everything looks and feels different. I don't want you to change who you are, unless this is something that you want." Yasmin studied her, her tongue darting out between her lips, "I want to be with you. For as long as you'll have me." Rain swallowed, her mouth opening and then closing, her words hanging between them.

Yasmin had been thinking about it ever since they had come together the first time. Being her scion. Rain had never asked. Never once asked this selfless gift of her. To be her caretaker after death if something should happen. To be her lover, to stay with her. She didn't want to assume that she would ask, but she wanted her to know that if she wanted her in that way, she was hers.

"Yasmin," Rain breathed, her hands moving up her ribcage as she sat up, their eyes riveted to one another. She could see the question in her eyes, could see her wanting to say the words. She waited, her hands going to her shoulders. "Will you...will you be my scion?" Yasmin felt a thrill go through her, one of intense need and lust and she saw Rain scent i

Lisa watched the passing scenery with
lazy, tired eyes. She
was bored and a little tired. The bus had just left
Stuckey’s,

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she had eaten well, mostly out of boredom, and had a few
snacks
in her purse. In the middle of Indiana that was the best she
could expect on a cross country bus trip. What a pathetic way
to
end four years of college, with no car and no future. UM was
behind her now and the only thing ahead of her was a vague
wish
to live in sunshine and water. California was not really a
destination, it was a dream. During the harsh Michigan
winters
California seemed like the only habitable place on Earth.
“Going far?” A voice asked from the
darkening seats across

the isle. Lisa blinked and yawned, then looked at the darkness.

The woman turned on the overhead light and a cute blonde face
appeared with a yellow halo around it. Lisa blinked to clear
her
eyes and smiled.
“I’m going nowhere, I guess. I have a
degree in hotel
management and no hotel to manage. How about you?”
“The Navy. I’m signing up back home in
San Diego, the
recruiter I talked too said it’s likely I’ll stay on the west
coast permanently that way.”

“Maybe I should have done that instead of
wasting my father’s
tuition money. I hate snow, slush, and freezing water
puddles
more than infomercials.”
“I think you’re right, there are no bases
in the snow. They
are all on the coasts where it’s warm.”
“Well I’ll give the hotels a chance to
snap up this
absolutely perfect body, and if none snatch me up, I’ll
consider
the Navy.”
“Oh way to go,” the woman said
sarcastically, “California has

never seen a perfect body before.”
“Yeah, I see what you mean,” Lisa said
with another yawn.
“Why don’t you come over so we can talk,
and not worry about
some sleazy asshole pawing one of us clear across the state
of
Indiana.”
“Sounds good, but I’m sleeping soon. I
partied last night.”
“Great, I’ll guard your perfect body,”
Sally said with a
sweet smile.
“You’re cute, what’s your name?” Lisa
asked, taking an

offered redhot from a bunch in the palm of her hand.
“I’m Sally,” the cute blonde extended her
hand and Lisa shook
it.
“I’m Lisa,” Lisa said then crunched the
redhot as she stared
out the window at the setting sun. “Goodbye Michigan,” Lisa
said, a little sadly.
“Will you miss it?” Sally asked
sympathetically.
“Sure, but now that my father’s dead
there’s nothing keeping
me here. I’ll miss the lakes and the bridge, other than that

it’s just another state.”
“Well you go ahead and sleep, I’m going
to read for a while.
The light won’t bother you, will it?”
“I don’t see how,” Lisa yawned and tipped
her seat back.
Sally tipped her own seat back and opened her book. It was a
romance, of course, that all she read lately. Probably
because
she had no real romance in her own life. She reached up and
adjusted the light, then glanced at Lisa to make sure it
wasn’t
bothering her. To her amazement, Lisa was already asleep.
She

must have partied hard, Sally thought to herself. As she
watched
the cute black haired girl with ivory skin, she noticed the
bounce of her tits each time the bus hit a bump. It was
actually
very erotic, looking down a sleeping woman’s blouse, she had
never done it before. She glanced at the mirror at the head
of
the bus, but the driver was engaged in conversation with and
elderly man with hundreds of fishing stories.
Sally tipped her seat back a little more
so the driver
couldn’t see her, and she had a better view of Lisa’s tits.
They

looked velvety soft and warm. Sally wished that she had the
nerve to touch them, they were so appealing.
What was she saying? She was no lesbian,
so why the sudden
urge to touch another woman? Was it the book, or possibly
the
loneliness? Why was it that beautiful women seemed to be the
ones who suffered the worst loneliness? Were men too cowardly
to
ask a woman out if she had a pretty face? Yeah, damit, they
were.
Still, Lisa’s tits looked very enticing.
They just begged to

be touched. With nervous fingers Sally reached out and
brushed
Lisa’s bare arm, looking for a reaction. There was none, she
was
totally out of it. With a quick glance at the head of the
bus,
Sally turned off her light. She reached out in the complete
darkness and touched Lisa’s ample breasts with the back of
her
fingers. They were SO soft and warm. The heat was unbelievable.

She waited for an outcry, but none came. With more
determination
Sally reached out gingerly and placed the tips of her fingers
on
Lisa’s heavenly tits. She slid them slowly into the low v
made

by Lisa’s blouse, then slid her hand inside, finding the nipple.

It was hot and rigid.
“Did you lose something down there?” Lisa
asked with humor in
her voice.
“Uh, my keys?”
“Nope, try again.”
“You have incredible tits and I just had
to feel them for
some reason. I’ve never done anything like that before.”
“So how did it feel?” Lisa asked
softly.

“At the time it was heavenly. Now I wish
I could die and
ooze through a crack in the floor.”
“That would be a hell of a waste of a
perfectly good blonde.
Why don’t we pass the time together, or does the Navy have
some
law against that?”
“Well yes, actually, but I’m not in the
Navy yet. I really
don’t think anybody pays attention to that law anyway.”
“Good, it’s a stupid law. I’m bi myself,
how about you?”
“I don’t know,” Sally said nervously.

“Then this is the perfect time to find
out.”
“Yeah, I guess,” Sally said with a little
laugh.
“So put your hand back,” Lisa said,
invisible in the
darkness.
“Oh, yeah,” Sally said nervously. She
gingerly put her hand
back into Lisa’s shirt, but it just wasn’t the same.
“You don’t feel like you mean it,” Lisa
observed.
“I feel stupid now. Before it was
exciting.”
“Here,” Lisa said and slipped her own
hand into Sally’s

shirt. Sally gasped and almost cried out.
“What are you doing?” Sally gasped.
“The same thing you are. Can I kiss
you?”
“Uh,” Sally said nervously. Before she
could answer a pair
of warm lips came out of the darkness and touched hers. She
gasped and her eyes widened, then she closed her eyes and
leaned
into the kiss. After several minutes of gasping and groping,
Sally’s lips burned. Her nipples were hot and hard under
Lisa’s
hands.

Sally sat staring at the slight light
above the driver, horny
and confused. Lisa’s hands were burning her chest, making it
hard to breath, but they were right out in the open where
anybody
could see them if the lights came on.
Sally felt a movement beside her and felt
her shirt being
opened. In a second Lisa leaned down and began sucking on
Sally’s left nipple. Sally was totally inflamed, but also
frightened. What would they do if a passenger came back to
use
the bathroom, or worse yet, they came to a passenger stop?
Each

time they stopped the lights were turned on while passengers
were
let on or off. Lisa didn’t seem to care, she just wanted sex.

Sally now wished that she had not been so stupid to start
something with the strange woman. After all, she knew
nothing
about Lisa.
“I am so hot,” Sally complained.
“Take off your pants,” Lisa said from the
darkness.
“Somebody might see,” Sally looked at the
driver’s reflection
once more.

“So?”
“Well…”
“Do you know any of these people?”
“No, of course not.”
“Then why does it matter? You will never
see these people
again, and they don’t know you. Why would it matter what you
did?
“It doesn’t feel right,” Sally
complained, “I’m afraid,” she
finally admitted.

“Yeah, of course you are, but that’s what
makes it so
exciting, don’t you see? You will remember this night for
the
rest of your life as perhaps the most exciting thing you’ve
ever
done.”
“Oh shit,” Sally gasped and with an
electric shock of fear.
She grabbed the waistband of her pants and slid them down to
her
knees. Lisa grabbed the pants and slid them all the way to
the
floor, then off one foot.
“What are you doing?” Sally could imagine
how dirty the bus

floor was.
“Eating, Lisa said as she spread Sally’s
legs wide and slid
up between them.
“Oh Lord,” Sally gasped. She felt
movement in the darkness.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” she gasped when she felt
Lisa’s breath on her bare, shaking leg. The first kiss on
her
inner thigh sent fire through her leg and into her pussy.
The
next was farther up her leg and her eyes widened expectantly.

The next was just beside her pussy, in the sensitive crack of
her

leg, where it met her pelvis. She gasped audibly and Lisa
hissed
in the darkness. Sally groaned and looked up at the driver.
His
eyes were searching the darkness in their area. What if he
turned on the light?
Sally released the seat back and leaned
as far back as she
could. This made it easier for Lisa, and made her invisible
to
the driver.
Sally’s loins were on fire. Lisa had
been sucking the
sensitive area near her pussy for almost an entire minute.
Sally

waited in horrified expectation, wishing that Lisa would dive
right in. Finally, she felt the tips of Lisa’s fingers on
the
crotch of her panties. Lisa pulled them out and held them to
one
side. With no further hesitation Lisa gave Sally’s pussy a
full
lipped sucking kiss. Sally gaped and threw her legs apart.
Lisa
grabbed her left leg and raised it until the heel was resting
over on Lisa’s seat. This opened her legs wide, almost
painfully
wide.
Lisa got down to some serious munching.
With a sucking mouth

and searching tongue, she explored the depths of Sally’s
pussy
thoroughly, first inside her vulva, then licking her slit in
quick little strokes. Sally jumped each time the tongue slid
over her clit. It was the most amazing feeling she had ever
felt. Why didn’t men learn to eat pussy that way?
Lisa slid her thumb up into Sally and
concentrated on the
area at the top of the little envelope. She slid her tongue
through the wet folds of pussy flesh rapidly, like a cat
drinking
milk from a bowl. Sally’s pussy was totally inflamed, her

abdomen and ass were on fire as well. She reached down and
held
Lisa’s face into her crotch with one hand, and tweaked her
nipples with the other. It was amazing, it was so erotic, in
the
darkness of the public bus.
The only thing that could ruin it was…
Sally’s eyes flew
open when she heard footsteps coming down the center isle.
The
wet licking sounds were loud in the area between the seats,
and
the smell of Sally’s pussy was strong. With eyes wide in
terror,
Sally tried to push Lisa’s head away, but Lisa refused to
move.

“Oh, I beg you pardon,” an elderly male
voice said from the
darkness.
“Ow, watch what the hell you’re doing,”
Lisa complained.
“There, go through,” Lisa hissed.
“Sorry,” the voice said in embarassment.
The footsteps went
back to the bathroom at the back of the bus. A dim light came
on
as the bathroom door opened, but the light didn’t reach them.
It
was bright enough for Sally to see that Lisa’s feet were out
in
the isle and she was nursing one foot with a frown on her
face.

“The asshole stepped on my foot,” Lisa
complained as the
darkness closed in again.
“I tried to warn you that somebody was
coming,” Sally said in
a sympathetic voice.
“Yeah, I felt you, but I was having too
much fun,” Sally
could hear the humor in her voice. Sally’s pussy was getting
cold. Suddenly the dim light came back on briefly and the
old
man started back for the front of the bus. Lisa held her
feet
out of the way as the footsteps approached. Sally felt a
cold

hand on her knee and gasped. The hand was ripped away as if
it
were burned.
“Sorry,” the voice said again, obviously
upset.
“Just get out of here,” Lisa said,
obviously upset. The
footsteps hurried back to the front of the bus.
“Do you think he’ll tell?” Sally asked,
worried.
“Hell no, he’ll set there fantasizing for
an hour or so, then
head back to the bathroom to beat his meat.”
Lisa’s warm mouth over Sally’s pussy felt
so heavenly. She

sighed and petted Lisa’s head as the pretty girl sucked her
cold
pussy lips. Then the tongue exploded into a flurry of
activity,
snaking here and there inside Sally. Sally breathed with
little
cries of passion, well beyond caring what other people thought.

The only thing in her world now was Lisa’s sweet mouth, and
the
thumb that was snaked back into her vulva. The thumb plunged
in
and out while Lisa’s agile tongue flickered against Sally’s clit.

Sally pulled Lisa’s face tight against her pussy and humped
her
sex against that sweet mouth. She could feel the heat all

through her body.
Releasing Lisa’s head, Sally grabbed both
of her tits and
began twisting the nipples in her fingers, while she held her
tits in her hands. The added fire in her tits, shot down
through
her stomach and joined that in her loins. She immediately
felt
the beginning of an orgasm building. Sally opened her eyes
and
saw light flickering in the bus. In desperation she looked
out
the window and saw the passing lights of a town. They would
be
stopping soon and all the lights would be turned on. She must…

Her orgasm suddenly exploded. She clamped her legs around
Lisa’s
pretty face, and pulled her face tightly against her
thrashing
pussy. Each time a wave of pleasure struck, she mashed her
wet
sex against Lisa’s mouth. Lisa sucked and tongued without a
break. The brighter passing lights allowed Sally to watch
Lisa
enduring her final orgasm. It was absolutely beautiful.
Lisa
looked so sweet, even with her juice covered face half hidden
by
Sally’s soft thighs and warm mound.

“Oh yes,” Sally sighed as the orgasm
began to fade. Lisa
continued a steady pressure on her pussy, vacuuming any
juices
from her crotch so they would not stain her clothing.
Finally,
Lisa sat up and kissed Sally’s knee.
“I need to go clean up,” Lisa said with a
quick smile. She
looked out the window and laughed, “Perfect timing,” she said
and
hurried away. Sally quickly slid her clothing back into
place
and sat up. The driver’s eyes were on the road, so he must
not
have known anything was going on. There was still a strong
smell

of pussy in the air, but other than that there was no trace
of
the wonderful thing that had happened there just a few
minutes
before. The lights came up as Sally began brushing her hair.

She touched up her makeup and looked up with a smile as a
shape
appeared at her side. With a sigh and a trace of cold air, a
young man of 19 or 20 sat in the seat uninvited, even though
there were thirty empty seats around them.
“You looked like you needed a little
company,” he said with a
confident smile.

“No, no I didn’t,” Sally said in
disdain.
The man sniffed the air, then looked down
at Sally’s crotch
with a smile. “I think you do,” he said with a meaningful
look.
“Get the fuck out of my chair,” Lisa
said, grabbing a handful
of hair. She dragged the man out of her seat and gave him a
shove.
“What the fuck? I’ll kick your
fucking…”
“You’ll get shot in the face with my 38,”
Lisa said in a low
voice. “Now get the fuck out of here, WE don’t want any.”

“Fucking dyke,” he grumbled and made his
way to a seat near
the front.
“I’ve got go,” Lisa said hurriedly as she
grabbed her bags
from the opposite overhead compartment.
“But we haven’t finished,” Sally said in
desperation.
“I’ve got to get off here, I’ve got
friends who are expecting
me. Some are coming with me to California.”
“Maybe I could…”
“You DON’T want to go with me,” Lisa said
with a smile.

“These people are very large and dirty, they ride bikes, and
have
sex constantly, with anybody who’s available. You go on and
make
a good life for yourself. I’ll be out later and I’ll look
you
up.”
“Here’s my name,” Sally said as she
scribbled her name on an
envelope and handed it to Lisa.
“Great, thanks,” Lisa said and shoved it
into her jean’s
pocket. Lisa brushed at her dirty knees and grabbed her bag
off
the seat. With a smile and wave she hurried to the front of
the

bus and jumped off. The driver waited for her at the baggage
compartment, then pulled out two more bags. Lisa was loading
the
bags onto a cart as the bus pulled out into the darkness again.

Sally looked back longingly and saw Lisa
look at the bus
briefly, then start for the terminal door.

Sally never saw Lisa again, but she did
think about that
night often, just as Lisa predicted. Sally was sitting in
the
wardroom of her newest ship one night, nursing a cup of
coffee,

when a fellow officer sat in the chair across from her.
Sally
looked up with tired, bloodshot eyes, then sat up straight
and
gasped when she saw black hair and ivory smooth skin. The
blue
eyes flashed up at her and Sally knew immediately that she
had
made a mistake. The woman was not Lisa.
“Wow, deja vu,” Sally said quietly. “I
thought you were an
old friend of mine. You two look almost identical.”
“She must have been a very good friend,”
the woman giggled
and pointed at Sally’s chest. Sally looked down in
embarassment,

then smiled slyly and put a arm over her chest. Her nipples
were
rock hard.
“She was the very best friend,” Sally
sighed dreamily.
“I’ve had a few like that,” the girl
said, but I wouldn’t
mind having one more. I’ve never had that effect on another
woman, well not that I know of.”
It was the start of Sally’s second
lesbian affair, but it
would definitely not be her last. With her sweet pixie face
and
blonde hair, she was hit on often, mostly by men, but with a
few

women mixed in. She had made a good life for herself.

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“Monica Barnes smoothed her skirt before entering the office of her boss, Cord Drake, the CEO of the company his father had founded thirty eight years ago! Like every other morning for the past two years, she brought along his coffee, her memo pad, and of course his copy of the morning paper! “Good morning, Mr. Drake,” she said in an upbeat voice, “anything special on the agenda for today!?!” Cord Drake took the coffee from her out stretched hand and replied, “Nothing on the horizon, Monica, but I am expecting a call from our man in Tokyo, so put it straight through when it comes in, okay!?!” “Certainly, Mr. Drake,” she replied, “and if there isn’t anything else, I have those letters from last evening to get out, so if you’ll excuse me!!!” Cord watched as the cute little ass of his secretary disappeared behind the closing door while he picked up his paper and started to read!!!

While maybe there hadn’t been anything special going on that day, there was still a lot to do and not enough hours in the day to get it all finished! Buy four o’clock Drake was just plain beat from the hours he spent on the phone talking with clients and the countless requests from his own staff to make a myriad of decisions that directly affected the direction of the company!!! After his last call, the intercom on Monica’s desk lit up and the familiar voice from the inner office ordered, “Come on in, Miss Barnes, and bring your pad!!!” She picked up her dictation pad and went directly to his office and knocked softly and waited for him to let her enter!!! “Come on in,” a voice from inside yelled, “it’s open!!!” Monica slipped inside and while still standing by the door asked softly, “Do you want me to lock it, Mr. Drake?!?” He gazed at her with almost glazed eyes and simply replied, “Lock it!!!”

Monica dropped her pad on his desk as she walked around to where he was seated and asked, “Do you need a little tension reliever, boss!?!” “That would be just great, Monica,” he said with a sigh, “it’s been a long fucking day!!!” “Would you like to be dominated,” she asked in barely a whisper?!? “I’ve been giving orders all day,” he replied, “why don’t you take over for a while, okay!?!” “That suits me just fine,” she answered quickly, as she began undoing her blouse, “first off, let’s get out of these clothes, shall we?!?” Cord Drake nearly tore his things off, leaving himself stark naked while Monica took a more leisurely pace in removing hers!!! When her bra slid from her shoulders exposing her perfectly formed 36b breasts, he moaned at there mere sight and immediately achieved a very hard erection!!! “Oh, dear,” she said softly, “do Monica’s breasts make Mr. Drake’s pecker all nice and hard?!?” “Jesus I love it when you talk like that,” he panted, “and you’re so fucking gorgeous, you could give a statue a hardon!!!” She bowed slightly and replied, “I’ll take that as a compliment, what do you think of my new panties,” which matched her bra, white satin, embroidered with little pink roses, which showed off her perfect ass to its best advantage!?! “Where do you find this stuff,” he moaned, “my wife’s underwear looks like it came from a cheap discount house!?!” “So I can take it that you like it,” she said while twirling around so that he got a view of every side of her!?! “Like it,” he groaned out loud, “I fucking love it, now get those panties off so I can see what you have hidden in there!!!”

She turned away from him, so that he had a perfect picture of her pert little butt as she slowly slid her panties down to her ankles before stepping out of them and asking sweetly, “Would the big important business man like his little secretary to turn around?!?” “Oh, please,” he begged, “t-turn around and show me what you’ve got!!!” “Ready or not, here it comes,” she exclaimed while spinning around to face him, “well,” she asked coyly, “daddy like it?!?” She was standing just out of his reach, so when he tried to grab her she only had to lean back a little to elude his frantic attempts to touch her!!! His eyes now ablaze with desire, stared intently at the crotch of the pretty young woman who at that moment was teasing him mercilessly and then begged, “Please, Monica, let me suck it, pretty please!?!” She laughed at his ineptitude and asked, “Tell me little boy, what do you want to suck, tell mama so she knows!?!” He stared a little longer, and with drool dripping out of the corner of his mouth replied, “Please let me suck your cock!!!”

A perfect woman, he always called her, tits, ass, and a dick, just what every man should have waiting for him at home!!! “Tell me,” she teased him some more, “whose dick is bigger, yours or mine!?!” “Jesus, Monica,” he said in a exasperated voice, “yours is, now please get over here and let me suck it!!!” Finally having a little pity on him, she moved up next to him and allowed him to take her eight inches into his hot warm mouth!!! “You love mama’s pussy on a pole,” don’t you little boy, ” she asked softly, as he gave her nice easy blowjob, “you’re such a good little cock sucker, you make mama very happy,” while the room was filled with loud smacking noises of a hard cock being sucked for all it was worth!?! “You know the rules,” she continued on, “once her little boy starts sucking her hard pecker, he has to suck until it shoots in his mouth, now don’t forget that, little one, you must suck mommy all the way to completion!!!” It was all a game they were playing, she didn’t have to remind him at all about any such rule, it would take dynamite to get him to release her cock before it filled his mouth with cum, it was just her having a little fun with him, that’s all!!! Mr. Drake feverishly worked her hardon in and out of his mouth until almost without warning, Monica’s cock spasmed and filled his mouth with a load of life giving cum to her cock sucker boss!!!

Flopping back into the chair with cum dribbling out of his mouth, he just sat and stared at the still semi hard penis that hung just a few feet away from him and she said, “You just love mama’s fucking cock, don’t you baby!?!” “Oh, yes,” he sighed while nonchalantly fisting his own hard piece of meat, “you’ve got the biggest cock I’ve ever sucked on!!!” “You know what comes next, don’t you,” she asked softly?!? “Y-you’re gonna fuck my asshole aren’t you,” he said almost groaning in anticipation!?!” “That’s right, little boy,” she said quickly, “now get up and bend over your chair and show me your asshole!!!” Quickly complied with her request, Monica moved up behind him and pressed the big head of her pecker against his straining rectum, and said, “Mama’s gonna fuck her little boy’s ass with her big fucking pussy on a pole!!!” He knew it was coming, and that initially the pain would be intense, but he couldn’t help himself, he was a slave to the hard cock of his pretty little secretary, and getting fucked in the ass was just something she had to do to him!!! “Oooooooomph,” he gasped as she rammed her cock meat all the way home into his straining bung hole, “god that hurts so fucking good, harder, oh god, fuck me harder!!!” That’s what she liked about him, no matter how hard she gave it to him, he always wanted more, just like a good little boy should!!! Harder and harder she slammed her thick pecker deep inside of his rectum, even going so far as to tear his tender ass hole flesh to ribbons as he began to bleed under her vicious assault!!! The pain and the pleasure were now just a blur to him, intermixed and indistinguishable from each other, he reached underneath himself and fisted his own cock meat hard while Monica tore into him like a ravenous animal!!! They’d done it so often, these two, that it was just like clockwork when both of their nut bags tightened and the cum raced down the length of their peckers and jettisoned out of their one eyed snakes, hers into his asshole, and his all over the back of his chair!!!

After they were spent, she leaned over and gave him a big set kiss and whispered, “You are such a cock happy little boy, do you feel better now that mama fucked your tight little ass?!?” “He smile slyly and replied, “I feel just great, and it’s gonna be another hard day tomorrow!!!”

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Alisa never knew that when she volunteered to help out her dad's sick friend that he was really an old pervert and wanted more then his kitchen straightened up. While she worked he sat at his lap top watching porn and getting hornier until he finally invited her over. Using the porn and sweet words he soon had his cock in her eager little mouth and then in her tight little pussy. And when this old dude shoots his load it is all over the face of this barely legal girl.

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So I bet you’ve been looking for that perfect innocent looking girl next door type you can take home to mom and dad. Well I’d like you to meet Tabitha. She’s so perfect in every way upon first meeting her. And your family would never guess that this hot teen is a fireball ready to explode under her cute little sundress. See Tabitha has her tongue pierced and even has her hips tattooed and is one smoking hot 19 year old college sophomore that totally loves to get into trouble.

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"Please Cailey? You know Joe is only in town for tonight and if I don't see him, he'll kill me," Ina pleaded. Cailey sighed. It was her first free Friday in months and she had planned to not do a damn thing but have some alone time. "I'll owe you big time. I'll do anything you want hon." Cailey leaned her head back against the couch and looked over at her. "Damn Ina. What is the job?" Ina gave her a big smile, knowing she was going to say yes. "It's a boyfriend wanting to do something special for his girl's birthday. A little domination, a little pleasure. Just the girl. The guy won't be there." Cailey looked at the TV for a long moment and then nodded slowly. "Thank you, thank you!" Ina hugged her loosely standing up. "It's at the Chateau. 10pm. Room 109. I have the money already."

She disappeared and came back moments later with bills in her hand. "Your reputation proceeds you," Cailey smiled up at her. "Here," Ina tried to hand it to her. She shook her head, "Naw, you just owe me. Don't worry about it." Ina eyed her warily. Cailey grinned. "Only rule is a 3 hour limit and to keep her blindfolded the entire time. She should be set up already for you when you get there." "Does he want anything in particular?" Cailey asked. Ina shrugged, "Instructions said as much pain as you want to dole out." Cailey stood up, stretching. "Okay, I'll be there. Tell Joe I said hello." Ina smiled and nodded, hurrying to grab her stuff from the foyer.

A minute later she heard the door close as she refilled her drink a few fingers. She took the glass with her to the door leading to the basement. Turning on the light, she walked down the staircase slowly, draining part of the scotch. She headed to the far door and opened it, turning on the sparse light that illuminated the large square room. A rack stood in the corner, shaded in darkness, restraints untied and falling loosely around the pegs. To the right was a long table, padded with thick material, cuffs attached to the top and bottom. She turned and went to the long wardrobe to the her left and punched in 4 numbers. It slid open without a sound. A light came on, making everything inside turn red.

She reached towards the bottom cabinet and pulled out a plain black bag. She set it on a small table next to the wardrobe. She looked at the crops in front of her and pulled down a longer, thinner one. Her other hand reached for a ball gag and she put both in the bag. She opened the drawer in front of her taking out nipple clamps and a bottle of lubricant. She shut the drawer and then opened the larger one to the the left.

Strap-ons and dildos of different sizes lay methodically placed in the sizable drawer, each in its own place on the velvet. She chose her favorite one, a fairly thick one that curved gently, usually enabling her to hit just the right spot. It wasn't too long, average, but it was the pentration that was the point, not the size. She placed it in a pouch made for it, then took it and her long elbow length black latex gloves hanging to her immediate right off the hook, closing the wardrobe. She heard a slight sound, a vacuum seal, and she put the rest of the items in the bag, zipping it.

To the immediate left of the door, she opened the trunk and pulled out her leathers. All black. Pants, boots that went to above her knee. Two cuffs for her wrists. She closed the trunk, putting the bag over her shoulder and closed the light. Heading back up the stairs, she let her mind start to go where it needed to go for the evening. She cleared it completely as she took everything into her bedroom. She looked over at the clock. Almost 9pm. It would take her at least 20 minutes to drive there.

She stripped and took a quick shower, taking care to wash carefully everywhere, including using a neutral shampoo that wouldn't overpower the woman's senses. She dried off, going to her dresser and took out a black lace bra and a black satin halter. She didn't like wearing leather on her upper torso for some reason. Call it a quirk. She put on her clothes, then checked the clock again before she turned out the lights to her apartment. She hoped this would be quick and easy. Ina owed her big time.

When she got to the Chateau, it was as dark as sin outside. Some of the lights weren't working in the garden path leading towards the different rooms. Better that way, she supposed. Kept her partially hidden in shadows. She walked past a tall man who tried to catch her eye, but she didn't look at him, continuing straight ahead. She never talked to anyone but the client when she was on a job. She controlled her environment from beginning to end, that way there was no outside noise clouding her head.

She looked at the rooms in the corner. Two were dark, the one in the far corner, further from the others had a blue light coming from it. A TV. That was the room. Ina had left the key in the foyer and she looked at it. Same number. She looked around and behind her, back into the garden. Silent. She approached the door and slid the key in quietly, the door opening easily. A smallish two room suite greeted her. She was in the outer greeting room. A couch and table sat in front of her, flowers in a vase. A large TV mounted on the wall. There was an empty beer bottle sitting on the table. She locked the door behind her, chaining it, the shadow of the TV creeping across the wall. Another door was right beyond the couch. She heard some heavy metal music coming from it. Slightly loud and obnoxious.

She set her bag down on the table, unzipping it. She took out the crop and left everything else. She slid it into her knee high boot, then made her way to the open door. The room inside was darker, lit by two candles, one on either side of the bed. Red. Her eyes weren't on the candles or the room or the dark empty bathroom, all of which she saw in an instant. Instead they took in the naked and prone figure of the woman on the bed. She was quite tall, possibly her height, her long limbs spanning a good portion of the bed, restrained as they were. Her hands were in cuffs that were attached to the wrought iron banisters at the top of the bed, her ankles as well. She was spread too far apart for comfort, almost at an unnatural angle.

The flickering light played over her body and she came closer, standing at the foot of the bed. She was shaved smooth except for a tiny strip of hair at the top of her mound, and she followed it up to her absolutely gorgeous breasts. Full, and even laying down, they stood up. Fake maybe. She didn't mind one way or the other. The nipples were softly settled in her larger areolas. The music was not just obnoxious, it was bordeline frenetic, not something she enjoyed at all when she was working. She walked to the radio the was next to the woman's head and turned it off completely.

The girl's head turned slightly towards her. Her eyes were blindfolded and she already had a gag in her mouth, a bit of some kind. She didn't really like bits as they tended to actually chip people's teeth when used. She could see the girl's mouth at the sides were already a little raw. She had the most perfect looking nose and arched eyebrows, but her face was slightly contorted from the bit so she couldn't really tell what she looked like in repose. She had an idea though. The girl was beautiful. She felt something stir low in her spine. Interesting. It had been awhile since she had a client that made her curious.

She crouched down next to her, the bed low to the ground. She looked at the girls wrist and noticed bruising around it. She knew if she looked at the other wrist and possibly her ankles she would see the same thing. Her boyfriend or whoever her boyfriend gave her to didn't handle her gently. She saw the girl start to shiver and looking at her for a long moment, she realized it was one of fear, not pleasure.

She wondered briefly if the girl liked this, or if the boyfriend did. She studied the girl for a long moment. It had been awhile since she had decided to reverse her plans. She was not into doling out pain at someone else's expense. She did it entirely to please the person she was with at that given moment. If the girl did not really want what she was offering, she didn't want to purposely hurt her knowing it would cause her a different kind of pain.

She put her hand on the bed, letting the girl know she was there. She felt the girl jerk slightly. Yeah, she was scared. "I'm going to loosen your bonds," she said quietly. The girl remained silent and she slowly undid the restraint from the bar, putting it closer to the girls head, re-attaching it. She went to each of the four corners and did the same. She saw the girl's body sag slightly into the bed with relief from her limbs being stretched so far apart.

She came to the top of the bed again and reached out slowly, running her hand down her cheek to the bit. She reached behind the girl's head and unlatched it, taking it off. The girl immediately wet her full lips, her jaw moving slightly. She had a few questions for her. Wanted to hear her answers. She looked at the metal in her hand. These things were pretty crucial. Made her think she was getting too soft for this business. Of course that was something she had been telling herself the last few years as she took less and less job offers. The money was out of this world, but she always felt worn out afterwards. Kids were getting more and more demanding. They weren't true subs, just role-players. It wasn't a game to her.

But also more and more, as was evidenced with the girl with her, she felt people were losing the meaning of control. She never left bruises, never left scars. She was always careful and she always only gave what could be handled, until they completely gave in to their own pleasures. Hurting someone just for the sake of being in control and having the power without giving in return was abuse, not something she incorporated into her work or her life.

She set the gag on the table and fingered the girl's blindfold, having the strange need to see her eyes. Not a good idea. She ran a finger down the girls face to her neck lightly, the girl's mouth parting. "Tell me. Do you like pain?" She waited, watching the girl swallow. "Yes, Mistress." Standard answer, but she could tell it was false. "I don't tolerate someone who lies. So I'll ask you again. DO YOU LIKE PAIN?" The girl's lower lip shook slightly, her hands clenching above her. "No, Mistress."

She nodded to herself, her hand going down her side, not touching her breasts, just resting on her hip before moving down to her thigh. "Is this for you, or for someone else?" she asked. "Someone else, Mistress." There was merit in doing things to please your partner, but if you yourself received nothing from it, no pleasure from the pain and ultimate release from yourself through losing control and just being, there really wasn't a point.

She got on to the bed between the girls legs. "Do you like to be dominated?" Maybe that was the better question to ask. The girl wet her lower lip and then let out an almost inaudible, "Yes, Mistress." She knew this time she was telling the truth. So she liked to be dominated, but she was maybe getting more than she bargained for. She would do this without the pain then. She ran her hands encased in the gloves up her legs and over her stomach, once, twice. The girl bit her lip, not moving. She moved up her naked body, running the leather of her pants up her legs. Her chest was below her, the breasts pushed lightly into her.

She placed her hands on either side of her head, looking down at her. She pushed into her body, pressing her pelvis into the girl, against her bareness. She let her hands move over the girl, cupping each breast, the nipples starting to get hard. They were real, definitely not fake. She bent her head and took the girl's mouth, firm, demanding. The girl's mouth opened under hers tentatively and she felt desire crawl over her. They kissed for a few long moments and she realized that she really could lay here all night and do just this. Her fingers pinched her nipple lightly, their tongues sliding together. She felt the girl move slightly under her and she pulled away slowly, the girl's breaths coming faster.

"Do you want my mouth on you?" she asked her, her hand moving down to cup her. "Yes, Mistress," the girl whispered. "Where do you want my mouth?" The girl bit her lip, "Wherever pleases you, Mistress." She shook her head. Another standard answer. "Answer the question," she said slowly, pinching her other nipple. The girl gasped softly, "On my breasts, between my legs Mistress." Her cheeks reddened which made her almost want to laugh. Shy? She moved her mouth to her full breasts and flicked at her nipples one by one. They were rock hard and long and she sucked them strongly, watching the woman's face as she kept them moist in her mouth. Her other hand went between her legs, and she ran her fingertips up her.

She moved down her body to her vagina. Very nice. Almost delicate looking. Pink..smooth. Lips covering her opening. She opened her mouth and started to lick her folds. The girls legs trembled slightly, her back moving imperceptibly. Damn, it looked like the tables were turned on her. She wanted to pleasure her, wanted to be on her knees. She liked the feeling. She smiled to herself as she ate the girl out expertly, taking her to the edge, only to bring her back down and start over. Her opening started to pour fluids, her clit was now standing out from under the hood, her body trying to remain still but failing miserably. She tasted like honey in her mouth as it slid down her throat gently.

She moved her face away a final time and the girl moaned pitifully. She wanted to be inside of her. She got up and left the room, getting the bag. She brought it back in, setting it on the dresser. She took out the strap-on and then took off her own clothes, taking her time. The girls juices were glistening, her nipples still hard, her lips plump from her chewing on them. She was gorgeous, responsive, and she wanted to claim her.

She came onto the bed again and got between her legs. "Do you want to be fucked?" she asked, her voice low. The girl let out a breath, "Yes, Mistress." She tilted her head looking at her. "I don't think you want it enough." She knew the girl was lubricated, but she put more on her strap-on from the bottle she had put on the bed. She pressed just the tip of it to the girl's entrance, then ran it up to her clit before backing away. The girl whimpered, her mouth opening.

"Do you want to be fucked?" she asked her again, studying her. "Yes, Mistress. Please. Fuck me," the girl pleaded softly. She leaned over her, taking her breast into her mouth again, the tip barely sliding in. The girls body shook slightly at the penetration, her hips moving with her. She sucked on her nipple, biting it, her other hand going to her long strawberry blonde hair now tangled around her head. She moved just the tip in and out, the girl's mouth opening in an O as she tried to get more of her inside, her hips pressing against her.

She knew what the girl wanted. Wasn't going to give it to her. She fucked her slowly, never fully seating herself or touching her clit as she rose over her, watching the girl fight the sensations at the same time welcome them. Her breasts moved as she took her, her hands clenching spasmodically in the restraints. She glided in and out of her for long moments, then stilled, watching her fight not to speak, just to lay still. She would start up again, only to stop and settle into her.

She wanted her to lose that control. Lose it to actual pleasure. To her. And to herself. Soon she was penetrating her more deeply, her other leg going over her thigh, pressing her to the bed, controlling the girl's movement and her own. Their nipples teased one another, her mouth brushing the girls. The woman moaned softly, her body now moving with hers, her back arching. She knew she was close to her orgasm, could tell she needed stimulation on her clit, her mouth on her. Just when the girl was about to break, she stopped, coming out of her completely. The girl gasped, her body trying to rise with hers, her face unsure but needy.

She went to the bathroom and cleaned her strap-on after removing it. She came back into the room, took out a new pair of underwear and put them on, then dressed again. Her whole body was pissed at her. Wanted her to get back in that bed and finish what she had started. Wanted to see what this girl felt like, looked like when she came from her being inside of her, with her. But the ultimate act was losing yourself by choice. The girl hadn't had a choice to begin with. So she was making it about a choice for the girl now.

She put everything back in her bag, then zipped it, coming to stand next to the girl. She took out a white card, scribbling her private line and her address. She undid first her left wrist, then her right, the girl's breaths still harsh, her body tight with the need for release. She put the card in the girls fingers, wanting to see her eyes, but knowing that she would have to wait. Maybe she would never see them. She touched her face lightly. So fragile looking. It made her want to pick her up and hold her in her lap. She let herself back away, her eyes leaving the girl. She picked up her bag and walked out of the room, not looking back.

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Madison sat on her porch, the blanket wrapped around her. She slowly drank her wine, her eyes unseeing as they looked out over the veranda. Her body seemed to be humming, had been since that night over two weeks ago. She was expecting...honestly, something pretty horrible. And instead...she got much more than she could have ever fathomed. A woman, someone she never saw, took her somewhere she had never been before, somewhere without pain.

Since she could remember, she had always been attracted to more dominant lovers. Men that were strong, protective. But as she hit her late teens and early twenties, she knew that her pattern with men was not a good one. She seemed to attract physically abusive lovers. This weak spot in her, this cowering part of her seemed to call to certain types of men. And it was like they were drawn to her. And she had always had a problem with saying no. Always wanted to please, and always ended up getting hurt. She wanted to be cherished and loved and instead got possessed and chained.

The last few men had been the worst and she thought possibly she was destined for whatever it was that was put upon her. That she was worthy of whatever she got. Brian, the last man she was with ended up sharing her with his friends a few months back, and that night was one she would like to soon forget. Drunken groping hands and brutal fucking. She remembered crying the whole week after, Brian not understand what the problem was.

She didn't know why she felt so helpless. She felt like she was carrying in her mother's footsteps, Brian reminding her of her father. She felt like she had no control over her own life anymore, Brian determing her nights and weekends for her. Her only salvation was work. She had friends, but was too embarassed to talk about what a stupid and insane predicament she seemed to put herself in time and time again. She deserved what she got.

And then that night two weeks ago. It was as if something inside her changed. The woman had asked her what she wanted, gave her what she understood she truly needed. A choice. It was like this door had opened up wide in front of her, taunting her to go on through. She had given her enormous pleasure, something she hadn't felt in many years. Her body literally felt like it was suspended in pleasure. She wanted to take off her blindfold, wanting desperately to see the woman that was making her feel as if she was breaking apart in ecstacy but had been unable to, even after having her restraints removed.

She had slept with a woman in college some time ago, and remembered it being sweet, both of them awkward and slightly tipsy. It was something she occassionally let herself think about when she was particularly depressed. She would take the awkwardness and the okay sex to the harshness of her reality right now.

But this woman. There was nothing just okay about what had happened between them. It was so much more. Not just the sex, but her words, her hands...she was dominant without being condescending, strong without supplying the hurt and degradation that she was used to it coming with. And she found when she was able to sit up and adjust her eyes to the darkness of the room that the woman had given her a card. With a number and address. Offering. She was offering. And she wanted.

What the card also symbolized was the right to say no. And that's exactly what she did. She refused to see Brian. Wouldn't answer the door when he banged on it, wouldn't talk to him except for once, telling him that she didn't want him in her life anymore. There was certainly a fear. Fear of Brian, but an even bigger fear that this woman would turn around and use her, treat her badly as well. But, there was also this flicker of hope that it meant more to the woman than just sex or domination.

She had the card in her hand now. She had debated calling all week. Couldn't get herself to do it. Was afraid. Afraid of starting over. Of needing someone she didn't even know. She finished her wine, her heart beating faster. She wouldn't call. She would go over there. More than anything, she wanted to see what she looked like. Wanted to see her eyes. Then she would know. She had to.

She got up and went to her bedroom to change. Jeans, sandals, strappy tank top. She pulled her hair up, then grabbed her keys, turning out the lights. She drove slowly, thinking at some point she would become scared and turn around but she surprised herself as she got off the exit. She knew the area. Nice, large spacious places. Beautiful views. She found the place and saw the lights were on, a TV changing the color in the bay window every so often.

She sat for a long moment, then got out, her stomach clenching uncontrollably. She was so nervous she thought she might possibly get sick. What was she doing? She grasped the handle of the door, then steeled herself, closing it. She crossed the street, then went up to the door. She knocked lightly, then after a few moments, a little louder. She stepped back slightly just as the door opened and she looked up into the eyes of a tall red-headed woman, a smile on her face as she responded to someone behind her shoulder. She was beautiful, green sparkling eyes and perfect white teeth.

She didn't know what she was expecting, but somehow it wasn't this woman. "Hi," she heard herself say softly. "Hi," the woman smiled at her quizzically and then she turned her head towards someone walking down the hall towards them, "Cailey, someone's here for you I think." The other woman rounded the corner and she felt her breath leave her as her eyes lit upon her. The girl was her height, long gorgeous auburn hair in a ponytail, darker complexion hinting at a mixed heritage. She was wearing hip huggers slung low on her hips exposing her stomach, a button down soft looking shirt. Barefoot. Her forearms and hands looked strong and sexy in the dark light of the entryway, the V of her chest exposed from the open buttons making her hands itch, wanting to touch the smooth expanse. She was absolutely stunning, the most beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes on.

Their eyes met, the woman's large light brown ones widening slightly, her lips parting. The other girl looked at them and then laughed slightly, turning to go around the woman. They looked at one another for a long moment and then the woman opened the door wider, tilting her head slightly. She hesitantly walked over the threshold as she closed the door gently behind them.

"Cailey," the woman said and she took her hand, the feeling sending a spike of adrenaline shooting through her, her voice just as she remembered. "Madison," she replied softly. "Thought maybe you weren't interested," Cailey said, their hands still linked. "I am," she whispered, feeling anxious. "But?" Cailey asked, watching her. "I'm scared as hell," she expelled a breath. Cailey nodded. "I'll let you know a secret," she bent her head slightly, their bodies somehow closer. "What?" she heard herself ask, her other hand clenching, wanting to touch her, never having been able to do so before. "There's no need to be," she said quietly in her ear, and then she was in her arms as Cailey enveloped her.

She felt her knees get weak and she held onto her, her hands clenched into fists on her shirt, as she buried her face in the crook of her neck, her scent making her want to just get lost in her. She wanted and needed this woman so bad she thought she was going to come just from being in her arms, having been on edge since she saw her last. Cailey ran her hands down to her bottom, cupping her, her own hands going up her back. "I...I need you," she said softly, feeling her body already ready, wetness between her legs. Cailey nodded, clasping her hand and leading her down the hall.

She saw her head turn towards a door to the left, but she kept going until she was in a large master bedroom. Huge king size bed, silk sheets. Lights on dim. Cailey closed the door, picking her up and carrying her to the bed. She lay over her and their mouths met, her eyes closing, her hands on her shoulders. Cailey's body on hers, their mouths meshing...it brought that night back full force and she moaned, her arms going around her neck, feeling her solid against her, above her own hands.

Cailey reached for the hem of her tank top and she let her pull it off of her. Her hands tentatively went to the buttons on Cailey's shirt and Cailey didn't push them away, didn't do anything but watch her as she opened her shirt to reveal beautiful breasts in a dark satin bra. She felt her mouth water, her hands pushing her shirt off her shoulders and then it was on the floor.

"I...what do you want me to..." she swallowed, stopping to look up at her worriedly, hesitant. She always was the submissive one in bed, always waited for permission. Cailey settled herself, her body unmoving above her. "What do you want to do?" Cailey asked her gently. "Everything," she whispered, her hands hooking around her upper arms. Cailey's eyes changed in front of her, she saw her need to take control at the same time her will was fighting it. It disappeared almost as quickly as it came, her eyes becoming clear. The flicker of dominance followed by her need to be what she wanted made her heart leap out of her chest. "Then by all means," Cailey winked at her and she felt a small laugh come out of her. She couldn't even remember the last time she had laughed in bed.

Cailey smiled at her, her curved eyebrow raising, "What?" She licked her lips, feeling like her chest was being crushed. "I...I don't know if I'm going to be any good at this." Cailey rolled slowly so that she was now on top, then sat up taking her with her, her legs parting to go to either side of hers. She felt her throat close, her body tensing as she put her arms around her neck, looking down into her eyes. "You being good at this is not what I'm interested in," Cailey said quietly, their mouths close.

Their lips brushed and she felt her body surge into her. Cailey held her close, their bodies lined up perfectly. "What are you interested in?" she whispered, their breaths mingling. "You taking what you need." She felt her breath leave her completely, her eyes widening. "Take it," Cailey whispered into her ear, her hands light on her body. She felt herself completely give in at her words and she cupped Cailey's face their eyes meeting once again before she pressed her mouth to hers hungrily.

She moaned against her mouth, her arms tight around her neck, her pelvis pushing into her, needing to feel her close. Their tongues slid together, Cailey's hands still gentle on her, letting her set the pace. She felt herself start to spiral out of control. It had been so long since she had felt desire, desire to touch someone else, make love to them. The urgency was almost too much. They fell back onto the bed, Cailey's leg pushing between hers, their hands lacing on the bed. She kissed her face, her neck, her shoulders, tasting her skin. She sat up, taking her bra off, Cailey's eyes moving lightly over her body, sending streaks of lust pounding through her veins.

She undid her jeans, pulling them down and off, her hands going to Cailey's pants. Their eyes remained on one another as she undid them, her breath coming fast. She looked down, her attentions revealing a matching set of bikini underwear. She got on her knees between her legs and took her jeans off the rest of the way. She looked down at her, feeling shock. She was so magnificent looking. She suddenly felt inadequate, her fears coming back to her.

Cailey watched the emotions fly through her and she put her hand on her hip, moving it to her ass, pulling her back up so that she was on top of her. She felt her tension lessen, their bodies soft against one another. Cailey pulled her legs apart slowly so that they were spread over her hips and she bent down over her, kissing her slowly. She felt her breasts push against Cailey's soft mounds against the satin of her bra, the feeling making her sigh.

Soon her kisses weren't soothing anymore, her hips moving langorously over Cailey's body, pressing against her clit and she felt herself swell, wetness flowing through her. Suddenly she couldn't take it anymore, needed to feel her inside her, needed her. She took Cailey's hand, placing it between her thighs. She ran her fingers over her, Cailey's breathing changing. And then she took Cailey's fingers and curved them with hers, pushing both Cailey's fingers and one of her own inside of her, Cailey letting out a near growl, her own moan supplementing it.

Together they moved in her, Cailey's fingers sliding in while hers slid out. Again and again, and she felt her orgasm rush towards her just from feeling both of their fingers deep in her. She lay her body over Cailey's, her legs moving higher, her breasts hovering over Cailey's mouth. Cailey opened it, her tongue dancing over her breasts and she felt Cailey's other hand move to her clit, pressing gently over and over. She felt immediate overwhelming pleasure fly through her body, centering fiercely between her legs. She couldn't stop the sounds escaping from her throat, wordless pleas for release.

Cailey's fingers moved deeper, pressing against her entrance from the inside and she cried out, her body folding over Cailey's, the absolute ecstacy drowning everything else out and she bucked against her, the climax overtaking every single cell in her body, the feeling making her whole body stiffen, as though immobile. It seemed to go on and on, Cailey's fingers still moving inside of her, her fingers now moving rapidly on her clit, her mouth on her breasts. She groaned, her hips finally slowing, her head pressed against the pillow, Cailey's hand moving to her lower back, her other fingers still buried inside of her.

She felt the world go slightly black, her own hand moving from between her legs and she let go of the tension in her arms and legs, laying fully on top of her, Cailey's hand soothing inside of her still slightly tremoring vagina. Cailey held her close as she continued to move her hand, not touching her oversensitive clit. She moaned softly, her hips unconsciously moving  with her, seeking more pleasure. She rode her hand slowly, her vagina opening completely to her and she felt her push another finger in, stretching her. She groaned, her mouth moving to Cailey's neck, nipping at her. Cailey sat up, getting on her knees and she gasped, feeling her penetration at a sharper angle, her hands going to Cailey's now loose hair.

She opened her eyes, seeing Cailey's eyes on her face, watching her. They were dark, taking everything in. She felt Cailey restraining part of herself, forcing herself to be gentle with her as she gently took her body. She reached around Cailey's back and undid her bra, pulling it off. Her own hands went to Cailey's lower stomach, feeling the flat stomach, lightly contoured with muscle underneath, up to cup her firm breasts, her thumbs passing over her nipples. Cailey barely made a sound, but she felt it against her. She kissed her softly, her other hand trailing down to insinuate itself between Cailey's groin and her underwear. Soft hair greeted her. She pushed her hand down between the trail and felt her folds in her hand. She was wet, and the knowledge that she turned her on as much as Cailey turned her on, well, she felt a rush of need shoot through her.

She ran her finger tips up and down her wet folds and slit, from her clit to her perenium over and over, Cailey's fingers now moving faster between her own legs. "Do you like that?" she heard herself manage, surprising herself with her boldness. Cailey inhaled lightly as her fingers moved slightly inside of her, and then out to continue moving up and down her between her legs, her folds and clit now completely swollen to the touch. "Yes," Cailey whispered, cupping the back of her neck as her mouth descended onto her breasts.

She felt her back arch as Cailey now became rougher, her touch more demanding, but still letting her know that she had control. It turned her on so much that when she felt her orgasm hit her suddenly, Cailey's palm raking against her clit, her head fell back, her mouth opening, no sound coming out. She rode her fast, bliss taking over and she let out a low moan. Her whole pussy was on fire, clenching tight around her fingers and she pushed her own fingers into Cailey, sliding in easily to the hilt. Cailey exhaled slowly, moaning as she pushed into her again.

She moved slightly, dislodging Cailey and then pushed herself down between her legs. Cailey lay back on the bed, her breath hitching. She pressed her face into her, her tongue touching her clit as her fingers moved in and out of her lightly and rapidly. Cailey's hand went to her head and she thought for a moment that she would try to shove her face into her like most of the men she gave blow jobs tended to do, her body stiffening slightly but she just cradled it in her hand, her fingers gentle in her hair.

She let out a soft sigh, sucking on her clit and flicking it at the same time, her fingers smoothly entering and exiting her wet flesh, the taste and smell of her surrounding her and filling her senses. She was gentle but firm. "Jesus," she heard Cailey whisper and she opened her eyes looking up to see Cailey's half-lidded eyes on her, her body propped up by her elbow, her lip between her teeth. She looked so sexy, and so aroused. By her.

She moved her fingers lightly, finding the spot she knew would make her feel more pleasure, felt her walls contract and her mouth parted. She pressed deeper, her fingers rasping into her, her tongue and lips on her swollen flesh and Cailey suddenly jerked, her hips moving into her mouth and she felt a gush of wetness around her fingers as she came, her body falling back, her hand still gentle on her head. She rode it out with her, Cailey's chest heaving, a groan immerging out of her mouth as she gently pushed her head away. She pulled out slowly and then came up. Her body pushed into Cailey's stronger one, and she felt shy all of the sudden, her body cradled into her side. Cailey turned slowly, facing her and she felt tears come to her eyes. She felt them fall, Cailey's arm around her waist, her other above their heads.

Cailey wouldn't let her hide, her forehead touching hers. "Madison," she said softly. Her tears came even faster as her name. Cailey brushed her thumb over her cheeks as she let the emotion pour out of her. "You make me feel..." Madison started to whisper then stopped. Cailey waited, her eyes patient, her hand moving back to her hip. "Free." "You don't belong to anyone but yourself," Cailey responded and she felt the words.

But she voiced the one thought on her mind, the one thing that would bind them together, the part of her that truly longed for this unreachable but tangible thing her whole life. She knew in no uncertain terms that she could find it with Cailey. "I want to belong to you." She felt Cailey's body become still, her hand clenching lightly then releasing on her hip. She had never understood what that meant until now. Belonging to someone in a whole different way, feeling safe, feeling protected, feeling...care, all wrapped up in the one person that could truly offer that and take care of the submissive part of her, gently.

Cailey put her hand under her chin, and she looked into her eyes, baring herself completely to this woman who she had been waiting for. Cailey searched her eyes for a long moment and then she nodded slightly and she felt her heart almost burst out of her chest. She knew it was a huge request, her welfare now in her hands. Cailey pulled her closer, her leg between hers, her own going over her hip.

"I won't ever betray your trust. Only take you where you ask to go," Cailey said quietly, her eyes shining on her, her hand possessive on her back. "I want to go anywhere you are," she nudged her cheek with her own. Cailey's mouth curved and she felt desire course through her, at her smile. "You're here." She felt a smile light her face, Cailey's smile turning into a grin, playful. "You're so....fucking....sexy," she shook her head, feeling amazement. Cailey laughed, kissing her lips lightly.

She felt a gasp escape her as Cailey pulled her leg higher, her leg pressing deeply into her. She had already made her come twice and she still wanted more. She felt a gentle chill go up her back, her breasts feeling heavy against Cailey's chest. "I'm going to make love to you again. Harder...take you on a ride," Cailey said slowly, her eyes roaming over her face and down to their bodies. She felt her whole body respond and she relaxed into her, "Please." Her own voice sounded like it was begging. "Oh I will," Cailey whispered, her body coming to lay on top of hers.

Cailey put her hands above her head and she put them on the sheets, holding on. "Open yourself to me." She felt her sex twitch at the authority in her voice and she spread her legs on the sheets, lifting them up into the air. "Give me a safe word baby," she whispered, her hands firm on her body. "Chateau," she said softly. Cailey looked down at her, a sparkle in her eye and she nodded, her mouth descending on her. As she felt her bite her neck lightly, she closed her eyes, tears stinging them. Maybe. Maybe this would be the new beginning she was looking for. It felt...right. Finally.

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Cailey's eyes moved to the man coming towards them, his eyes on Madison. Madison's voice stopped in mid-conversation with Ina who was sitting to her right, her eyes landing on the man. She saw her whole demeanor change, her body becoming rigid and she saw her hand clench lightly on her own knee. She was scared of him. She studied him as he approached. Tall, too much muscle and not enough length. Hair cut close, possibly military. She saw the predatory gleam in his eye and instead of tensing, she felt herself relax. She sat back, crossing her legs, Madison subconsciously pressing herself into her lightly. He reached their table and Ina looked up at him. He looked at her and Ina, ignoring everyone else at the table, then his eyes zeroed in on Madison.

"Hey Madison," he smiled. Charming. It stank on him. His All-American good looks and big dimples probably got him far. "Hi Brian," Madison said softly next to her, her hands now clenched in her lap. "How are things?" he asked, crossing his arms, his chest puffing out and his arms looking bigger as he pushed his hands under his armpits. "Good, thanks." He nodded, "I've missed you baby." She reached for her drink, not saying anything, just listening. Ina made eye contact with her and she raised her eyebrow. Madison didn't respond, her eyes looking downward. "You missed me?" he asked. Madison looked back up at him hesitantly. His face hardened slightly and he motioned towards the corner. "Why don't we chat?" he asked.

Madison bit her lip, her body starting to move as though conditioned. And she knew that this must be the last person she was with, or at least someone relatively recent, from the way she was reacting to his commands. She felt Madison's body stop as she forced herself to not get up at his words. "I don't think we have anything to say to one another," Madison said quietly. His eyes turned stormy, his jaw clenching. "I have plenty of things to say. Come on."

Madison hadn't asked her for her help so she didn't offer it, waiting for her to decide. "She doesn't want to talk with you buddy so back off," Ina said, looking at him. "No one's talking to you." "And Madison's not going to talk to you muscle boy so scram, " Ina smiled sweetly at him. His hands clenched and he looked at Madison, his eyes mean and hard, "Get up now," he nearly spat. She felt Madison's hand move slightly against her thigh.

She uncrossed her legs standing up slowly. She took a step and she was directly in front of him. "Brian," she said quietly. His eyes met hers, the violence simmering underneath. How Madison ever got involved with this man was beyond her. And what he had probably done to her left her feeling anger, a low boil rising. "Take a step back. Now," she said so only he could hear. He looked incredulous for a moment, then took in her eyes. He hesitated, not his only weakness. Someone who couldn't control themselves, it was an all-encompassing weakness. She felt a low sound come from her and she repeated, "Now."

Brian turned his head, looking behind him, then took a slow step back. "You aren't wanted here boy. Go back to your buddies down there, where you belong," she said, her head moving towards the railing. His bravado was a bluff in the face of someone who was stronger than him. His mouth opened in surprise, his eyes moving down her body, trying to intimidate her. She laughed softly. Jake, a close friend of hers who ran in the same underground circles as she did came to stand close to her, his pitch black hair standing in spikes, matching the ones around his wrists and neck.

"Who the fuck are you?" Brian asked, half curious, half angry. "No one you want to mess with. That is unless you want that ass of yours taken from here back to where you came from," Cailey said softly. "By my cock, boy," Jake added harshly. Brian's eyes widened his foot moving back. His eyes went over her shoulder to Madison and then he shook his head, "Cunt," he said to her and she smiled back. He turned going back down the steps. "Jake, you're such an asshole," she turned, eyeing him. "Hey, I know you had it but you know how I like those silly macho guys. All he needs is a little conditioning." "A lot of conditioning," she admitted. "He'd like it, I bet." She had to agree with that one. After he was broken, he's undoubtedly find his way back to the master that took him. The facade he put on made her believe it.

She went back to the seat she had been occupying and Madison looked over at her, chewing on the inside of her lip. "You okay?" she asked her, finishing the rest of the scotch in her glass. "Yes," Madison said softly. She met her eyes and she blinked at her, realizing that she her breathing had changed. "What's wrong?" she asked, turning slightly towards her. Madison shook her head, "I want to go home." She studied her flushed cheeks and her dark eyes. She nodded and stood, Madison standing with her. They said their goodbyes, Madison quiet the ride home, her hand going to the small black band around her neck, fingering it lightly. She parked and opened her side of the door, Madison getting out.

Once inside, Madison disappeared down the hall towards her bedroom and she went into the kitchen, pouring herself another drink. Brian must've really done a number on her. Maybe she should have kicked his ass like she had threatened. She was proud of Madison for standing up for herself, for not getting up when he told her to, for speaking back to him. She knew they were big steps for someone that had been abused, that thought themselves not worthy of love or that they were deserving of what they received.

They had been together for more than two months, Cailey purposely making it a slow race. Only seeing her a few times a week, not wanting Madison to get lost in her, not able to identify herself anymore, something she knew was the norm for her in relationships. She wanted a relationship, not a plaything. She wanted to have her in her bed every night. She was a perfect girlfriend and lover and she found that she wasn't oblivious to what was happening inside her mind and heart. Just wary.

She finished her drink and took her time, turning off the few lights that were on, unlacing her boots slowly. She took them off, placing them near the door to the basement, then walked silently to the bedroom. When she entered, she stopped in her tracks. Madison was completely nude except for the black band around her neck, standing in the middle of the room waiting for her. She approached her slowly, a sliver of anticipation hitting her. Madison stood silently, her body not moving as she came to stand next to her, her clothed body touching her nude one. Ultimate surrender. This was what Madison was offering. No direction, no gentle prodding. She felt her heart start to beat faster.

She reached out, cupping her face and Madison rested her cheek against her palm, her eyes closing. This girl literally swept her off of her feet. All her life she had waited to meet someone like her. Someone that wasn't on a different level, but on the exact same plane. An equal. Regardless if outsiders looked at them and thought Madison was the lesser or the weaker person between the two of them, she knew what this meant for both of them. Madison wasn't weaker, and she wasn't beneath her. She had just as much power as she did.

Her own desires mirrored Madison's. The desire to be understood and accepted and loved. Love. She loved her and in that instant she felt everything else fall away. Madison was no longer her sub, someone she subtly controlled. They were standing on the edge of something very different and just as real.

She took off her clothes slowly, her lungs filling with air as she taught herself how to breath again. Madison's face was more flushed, her nostrils flaring lightly as she watched her, the air shifting between them. Nude, they stood in front of one another. She reached out and with one decisive snap, took off her band. Madison inhaled surprised, her eyes widening. She let it drop between them. "I love you," Cailey whispered. Madison's mouth parted and she closed her eyes as though trying to wake herself up from a dream. She opened them again, her blue eyes big in understanding.

She didn't reach for her, didn't move. Saying the final words that both of them needed to hear out loud. "I'm yours." The moment she said it, she felt her heart rise out of her chest and Madison was in her arms, their mouths meeting. Need. Want. Longing. Desire. Lust. Care. The words circling around them, the slid onto the bed together. Madison held her, their arms tight around one another. "I love you too." "I know," she whispered, kissing her soft lips.

Madison turned her over and she lay on her stomach, feeling her naked body slide over hers. She closed her eyes, letting herself feel the sensations as Madison kissed her skin, her tongue trailing down the middle of her back. She cupped her breasts, Madison's hands moving under her, and she felt her fingers between her legs. Madison shifted her legs wider and she felt her own surrender form in her mind. Madison lay on her, her mouth now on her lower back, her tongue tracing the intricate tattoo that lay across the expanse of it, curving over each hip.

Madison's fingers were gentle on her, barely rubbing and she felt her eyes open and then slam shut as Madison's face pressed between her cheeks, her tongue sliding against her closed hole. She relaxed into the feeling, her hands grabbing onto the pillow beneath her head. Madison nudged her legs, pushing her up onto her knees, her face against the pillow.

Madison rimmed her out slowly but thoroughly, her insides clenching around air. She shivered, the feeling delicious as her tongue slipped deeper inside her asshole, her fingers that were on her clit now pulling the hood up exposing her. She groaned when she felt her tongue stab deeper, her fingers sliding into her. Instead of clenching, she felt her body give in to being taken, her vagina opening to allow her deeper access. "Do you want me inside that beautiful ass of yours?" Madison whispered behind her. She let out a breath, her back moving with her mouth. "Yes," she let out.

Madison continued her minstrations, making her feel incredible and she started to turn her head to look at her when Madison pulled her fingers out wetly. She watched her as she got off the bed and went to the dresser. She opened the top drawer and pulled out a toy. She felt her breath leave her. She couldn't even remember the last time she had been taken in the ass. A long long time. And the idea turned her on completely.

Madison brought the toy and some lubricant back with her, settling behind her. She lubed the slim dildo, then her mouth was on her again. She groaned, her ass sensitive as all hell, her vagina clenching again. "Relax, baby," Madison whispered and she felt the toy press against her gently. She pressed her face into the pillow deep, her hands clenching and Madison spread her wider, inching the toy in slowly. She lost her breath, the feeling almost too much.

Madison stopped pushing, her hand going under her to rub on her clit. She felt her walls contracting and pleasure pushed through her. Madison started to fuck her slowly, her groin pressed against the bottom of her ass, the toy sliding in deeper and deeper with each pass. She pushed herself up onto all fours, her ass pushing back into her as she gave up any fight she might have had about prolonging the inevitable.

Madison's thumb pressed into her vagina, her index finger on the knot between her legs and she felt her completely slide into her ass. She cried out softly, her eyes slamming shut as Madison pumped into her, faster, deeper, until she knew nothing but the toy and her hands, her swollen breasts dragging across the sheets.

She felt the orgasm only a second before it screamed through her body and she fell onto the bed, Madison following her, sinking deep and she bit the pillow, the climax continuing into another one almost effortlessly. Shit. Madison moved her body over the sheets, fucking her strongly. In command. And she shuddered, her ass and pussy clenching uncontrollably in time with her thrusts.

Madison's mouth on her back and neck finally calmed her, her actions slowing until she stopped completely. She felt satiated, taken...and fucking good. They lay together silently for a long moment, then Madison gently pulled out of her, making her groan slightly. When she turned, Madison was on her knees behind her, her eyes wide. She looked as slammed as she herself felt.

"Was it good for you?" Cailey asked her out of breath, watching her from her prone position on the bed. "That was a first." "Do you like being in control?" she asked her softly. Madison nodded slowly, "It was like I was watching myself do these things to you, making you feel things. But was it good for you?" Cailey laughed and sat up, bringing her into her arms. "I think you know the answer to that one, Mistress."

Madison let out a startled laugh and Cailey smiled, holding her close. "I didn't know you could...switch...like that." "My mentor taught me that being a very good submissive always makes for a great dominatrix." Madison hesitated, "You were submissive?" Cailey gave her a half-smile. "Still am....once in awhile."

"I love what just happened, how I can make you feel, but.." Madison said softly. "Your need is to lose control but still be taken care of. Mine is to never lose that control and to maintain that carefulness. It works..." she smiled. "Not that I don't want to fuck you when I want," Madison said slowly, her voice lowering. Cailey felt an answering call inside of her and shook her head, "And maybe I'll let you," she grinned and fell back onto the bed, holding her close.

"Come up here. I want that beautiful pussy on my face." Madison bit her lip then slid up her body. She slapped her ass, "Hurry up." Madison groaned, her eyes filling with need as she looked down at her. Yeah, she was definitely where she was supposed to be. And Madison was about to be. She had been holding out for quite some time and now she knew why. Madison. This would work, they would make it work. And when Madison asked her what was downstairs in the basement, she just smiled and thrust her mouth deeper into her warm body.

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