Door to Door

[cgraven]

I watched as Kate's body arched towards the pleasure, the sensations, which she was being overcome by. The moaning, sighing, the pain and pleasure mixed in a heady cocktail that overcame her middle class values. The tears, the loathing, of her failure to reject what her body now longed for. Kate's loathing concentrated and focused on me.

I relish that loathing, the tears, the battle her mind is fighting to hang on to her middle class values. I revel in the act of stripping away more than mere clothes. The stripping away of the image Kate had of herself. The pure virgin who would surrender her treasures to her prince charming.

I watched with anticipation as Kate neared her virginal climax. Not in fulfillment but in mindless lust. No sharing with, lover, friend or even hand but only with the creature she loathes. Climax then emptiness, betrayed by her own body, and her own needs.

Oh my dear Kate you will be filled in many ways and many times before you leave your bond cross. But the first will be in loneliness, despair, and climax unshared as the last of your self-images is stripped from you. It will be then that I will reshape you into the wanton creature of my will.

The fragrance of Kate's wild passion fills my nostrils. The harsh light reflects off the shimmering wetness of her passion sodden thighs. My hands again travel over young Kate's silken skin. Straying here and there to inflict pain and coax pleasure so the two become as one to Kate.

I draw forth "le Chat". The long soft leather strands lose. Inflict of the wrist and "Le Chat" dances. I draw it gently across Kate's shoulders. The leather ribbons cascades over Kate's tender sweet nipples. I raise back my arm, the blow falls without marrying Kate's perfect virginal skin, only leaving, a pink haze in its wake. Again and again I subject her hard little pearly buds to the kiss of "Le Chat."

My hand now rests upon the satin smoothness of Kate's Venus mound. I bend my fingers sliding them easily in to the warm, moist wetness of Kate, to tease and torment her G-spot. I feel the climax building to break over poor innocent Kate.

 

[Ldy Tehari]

Kate

*Tumultous shivers wrack my body, no longer pain against my skin just heat and touch and warmth. Sighing out, moaning and pressing, thighs wet with passion. Mind swimming with thoughts of how this man could casually touch me. Rarely a word, hardly a sound, and yet diconcerting and drivin my body. Demanding hidden passions from me. Knowing things about my body I hadn't discovered myself. Giving in to his touch, my shudders, screaming out and flooding with passion, releasing a powerful orgasm.*
AAAaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

*Hanging my head, cheeks hot with shame at the way he pulled the strings of my feelings. Thighs wet, breasts wet, hair sticking to my face, panting breathlessly, empty. He stares watching me, playing with me, touching me, stroking me, caressing the warm vibrations, traveling my body. His words lulling my thoughts. Looking at "the Cat". Leather strands stroke my skin, caress, tease my hard nipples. Shrieking at the first blow, the strands flush my skin, play against my breasts. Again he strikes, and strikes again, my skin enflamed, my breath ragged, my body listless nipples bullets in the air*
OOoooooooooooo

*His hand strays to my mound once more, invading me, pressing, pushing against my childhood. I feel the tear of my virginity as he pushes feverishly against me. Arching my body towards him, his fingers playing my passions expertly. My body dances to his touch, vibrations rip thru me, pain, pleasure, vibration, sensation, orgasm swirling in my head wrestling thoughts of shame, my body wanton. Hand tormenting and pushing, passion building, moaning out loudly, loosing myself to just his touch, surrendering to the sensations ripping thru my body.*

 

[cgraven]

Kate's body strains against the bonds that hold her body, no her mind captive, freeing her to a world of sensual sensations. She responds to my savage caresses, the kiss of "le Chat". Kate's nipples reach for "Le Chat's" kiss, her body shimmering sliver under those harsh unrelenting lights. Kate arches her body, every muscle and sinew taunt against her bonds. Her parched lips scream out the orgasm that racks her young body. The pleasure filling her being to over flowing then nothing as her last image of the young innocent "Kate" stripped from her mind, leaving only a spent panting wanton creature in her place.

There is just one more detail to take care of before I remold Kate into the image of what she will become, "My wanton Puppet".

My fingers slip into that chase tunnel, to her maidenhead symbol of her innocents. Some how so out of place within this wanton the creature that hangs before me. It is gone surrendered to my fingers. No rest for Kate, no sweet surrendering to love, no noble sacrifice, just gone. The last vestige of her childhood innocents stripped from her like the rest. My fingers are bath in a sweet warmth of innocents lost as they stork and inflame her G-spot wracking another climax from sweet Kate.

Kate's head is hanging; cheeks hot with shame at the way I pulled the strings of her feelings. Thighs wet, breasts wet, hair sticking to her face, panting breathlessly, lips parched. I refresh those lips with fingers covered in innocent's blood and wanton secretions. Rubbing the mixture in as rouge applied to those sensuous lips, to the lip of Kate's tongue seeking any refreshing moisture for her parched lips.

I release Kate from her cross to lay crumpled at my feet. The crimson collar about her throat. Its' silver chain trailing behind. I gently stroke Kate's wet matted hair.

" Bienvenu Ma Cher"

 

[Ldy Tehari]

Kate

*His hands relent at last, my body sodden, wracked, and confused. The kiss of the cat left me hot, welted, and weak. His hand strays from my mound and brings the last of my childhood to my lips. Tracing them with his finger as the stench of my own body fills my nostrils. My toungue involuntarily snakes out to my parched lips, renewed with my scent. Tears of defeat and shame stain my cheeks. My body goes limp at his retreat.*

* Eyes downward as his hands expertly play at my wrists and ankles. No longer having the support of bonds I fall to the floor on my knees. Hair in my face, eyes downward, hands on the floor for stability, only the toes of his black shoes are in my sight. His hand descends once more to touch my hair. Stroking me like a dog. That's what I am.. a pet, a toy a puppet. His puppet. Mind racing with distaste, defeat, and passion. His compliment fills my ears, whispering out the only words that come to mind*
Merçi

 

[cgraven]

Kate on her hands and knees before me a loathing in her eyes. Is it Self-Loathing?

Kate is broken in spirit ready to be molded into a new creation. The last of her identity as Kate the middle class student gone, the dutiful daughter, the student at college, the safe little world, all gone all stripped away. Her sacrifice on the cross completed. Now to mold a new Kate. A wanton creature who will explore and embrace all the pleasure and pain mixed together to bring her to ecstasy.

I hand her the ballroom mask of the "Dove" as I done the "Fox". " Ma Cher put this on. It will free your spirit."

"Ma colombe, will you serve without question?"

"Do all that you are commanded without hesitation?"

"If so I shall give you sensations beyond your imaginings!"

 

[Ldy Tehari]

Kate

*looking up at the dove mask. "It will free your spirit".. the words echoed in my head before registering. "free". Away from here, not me. A welcome chance at forgetting this time this place, this creature who uses me so casually. I took the mask. his question's bring me back. Serve him, do as he commands, no longer myself, but as the dove to play with. Putting on the mask didn't change teh world, but now I'm not me. Now I'm an animal for his desires, free to think but not act I am a caged bird, taken care of, kept, only waiting for a Master's touch. I look up at him. How fitting, the fox that eats the dove. How true for him to stay the center of fear. I stay on my knees at his feet. His caged bird ready to be his. Slowly I not yes. I'm his pet, I will do a he wishes, he will do what he chooses with me.*

 

[cgraven]

I bend down to Kate's level the ground I left her chin and gently kiss my dove with a tenderness that matches my cruelty. I brake the kiss and gently raise her to her feet. I lead her to a bed covered in midnight blue silk sheets.

I direct Kate to lay upon the bed. I take each delicate wrist and loosely bind it to the post of the headboard. As I take her right ankle in hand I feel Kate tense. I bend and gentle kiss the arch of her dainty foot. I feel Kate relax surrendering to her fate, spent no longer capable of resistance. I bind her ankles loosely to the footboard.

Kate is displayed for my enjoyment. The delicate curves of her still innocent, but abused body, revealed under the harsh unyielding white lights. I stand at the foot of the bed and slowly strip. Nothing remains but the mask of the fox.

I dim the light to a softer level. I set on the side of the bed gently stroking the side of Kate's face.

"Ma Cher, little dove your bonds can be broken at any time. Yet if you chose to remain captive, it will set you free to enjoy for all will be my decisions. You are bond, helpless to resist to deny, all you can do is submit and enjoy."

I again I kiss Kate's lips with an intense gentle passion. Then a nip of he lowers lip. My lips and teeth travel the length and breath of Kate's body seeking all her tender sensitive spots. Bring both a mixtures of pleasure and pain. At last I come to that which is most sensitive, most secretive, that which had housed Kate's lost treasure.

My breath is warm and moist on her labia. My fingers spread those rose petal pink lips. My tongue enters, darting stabbing, teasing, and inciting. Seeking all those spots that will bring Kate pleasure. Never a bite or any infliction of pain. Yet that in itself this is anguish for Kate. When will it come? How will it come? Her body tense with anticipation, every never on edge, waiting for the pain only intensify the pleasure.

 

[Ldy Tehari]

Kate

*Feeling his hands on my chin, looking up.. gazing as he brings me up. I see te bed covered in midnight silks.. oh to lay down. I feel as he binds my wrists to the bed, gently..softly.. loosely. He tickles my foot, I tensed it, but all I got was a kiss, soft against his lips. I feel the rope around my ankle, no longer tight and menacing, but now familiar, welcoming the support.. I gaze down as he strips. His powerful chest revealed, his strong leggs exposed, his long shaft showing for me. Preparing my body for the enjoyment Iwas about to experience. He keeps the mask of the fox and I feel him between my thighs. His words coming like echoes, filling me with fear again, anticipation. "free to enjoy" resounding.. reminding me of the warmth that filled my body just moments ago. Kissig his lips with passion, toungue snaking out to play with his, whimpering softly at the nip. Arching my body towards his kisses. Writhing to escape the pinches and bites. Gasping as he stops between my thighs. Slowly spreading me more, then devouring with warmth and hunger. My body arching to him, my leggs tightening to keep him there, such sensations ripped thru my body. Never had I felt such vibrations. Enraptured at his ministrations, mind reeling, body reveling, never a pain. Never a bite. Never a hard feeling. Passion building.. breath quickening, anticipation taking me over. Moaning out with desire*
Yyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeessssssss ooooooooooo yyyeeessssss

 

[cgraven]

My tongue wracks another orgasm from Kate's young body as she Moaning out with desire and fulfillment.

Yyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeessssssss ooooooooooo yyyeeessssss.

The wild fragrance of Kate's aroused sex washes over me as I lap the pearly flow of her climax. Kate breathing is ragged, her heart beating as fast as a rabbit's in her ecstasy.

I slowly with draw my tongue from her. My movements are slow like a tiger stalking its' pray as I position my self to enter Kate. Her childhood had been ripped away, Yet still to a degree the untouched Virgin. I guide my swollen shaft to Kate. Ever so slowly the bulbous head parts her labia. Maddeningly slowly it inches it's way up her untouched passage, till at last our pelvises grind together. Slowly I with draw it, but not quite all the way. Supporting myself on one hand the other's fingers find Kate's clitoris. Teasing it to blood swollen sensitivity, that will be maddeningly dlightful for sweet Kate.

Now it really begins as I renter Kate to the hilt. Slowly at first to let her adjust to me then more rapidly, plunging, positioning, grinding, in and out of Kate. Her body responding with a will of its' own arching, trusting, grinding against mine in a rhythm so sensual and wanton, I was in ecstasy at Kats complete surrender.

With a shuddering plunge I bury my shaft deep within Kate's womb and am fulfilled. Her muscles gripping, milking my shaft dry as my ecstasy becomes a joyful pain.

 

[Ldy Tehari]

Kate

*I feel his lips withdraw and my body wanton, his breath travels up my body. I lay my head to the side and sigh out.
His powerful body atop me. His hands at my swollen passion, rubbing. His strong hard thick shaft ready to command my body to ecstacy. Turning my head,closing my eyes, crying out. raising my hips to him in surrender. Giving in to this passion. He fills me completely, sending sensations thru my body I'd only heard about in novels. He was gentle, waited, withdrew, my body accustoming itself to his strength.*

*Moaning out in wanton passion is he fills me completely and moves against my hips, grinding, pushing, pressing, moving, crying out in passion wanting more, feeling it build deep within me. We move together in rythm, driving, thrusting, arching against him. Moaning out, crying and sighing, leaning to place kissees against his neck. Moving faster driving harder, pressing more, his hips demanding passion, his hands commanding ecstacy, giving over to his ministrations, vibrations fill my body and I explode wrapping my arms and leggs around him, the bonds coming with me. Clamping down and holding him deep within me, riding thru the waves of pleasure overtaking my body, burying my head into his neck, straining against his chest, kissing and licking along his neck*
AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeee

*flooding in a powerful orgasm. Waves of passion and pleasure rip thru my body. Holding you to me, kissing your neck, riding and tightening against you. Never wanting to let go of this feeling of pleasure overcoming my senses. Panting softly and moving gently..drained and laying against the bed, my legg relaxing down, my arms never moving from around your neck*

 

[cgraven]

Kate is panting softly and moving gently. Drained and laying against the bed, her legs relaxing down, and her arms never moving from around my neck.

My fingers trace lazy circles on Kate's inner thigh. Softly they dance across that moist, feverish, velvet skin. My lips nozzle the hallow of her neck as my tongue travels up that swan like column to suck in a tender ear lobe. On it goes to circle the shell of Kate's ear. I whisper to her of the pleasure she give me, of the delights her body holds for me. I whisper of things that only moments before would have shocked and repulsed Kate. I plant the seed of how she could pleasure me with her lips and mouth.

I roll to my back half bring Kate with me. One leg draped across mine. She is half on half off my chest. Kate's hard nipple and soft breast digging into it. I gaze into her eyes and stroke her hair gently, my fingers playing in those lustrous tresses. I smile my encouragement and apply the slightest of downward pressure to the back of her head.

Kate runs her tongue across her moist warm lips.

 

[Ldy Tehari]

Kate

*Sighing softly at your words. Releasing your neck, and floating, a warmth surrounds and conquers me as I hear how I please you. I hear delicious things you'll do to me, and warm thoughts fill my head of vibrations and sensations of pleasure still to come.*

mmmmmmmmm

*The sound of your calming voice excites vibrations and sensations inside. Your words of taste and love and passion, and exploration. Your strong hands guiding me to explore with my mouth. My own scent comes to me, a salty warm liquid taste ascends my mouth, sliding easily, widely over you. Closing my lips around your shaft, sucking softy, moaning quietly against you. Sucking and pressing down to your hips. Clumsily licking up your shaft and surrounding you with my mouth. Sucking and plunging against you, guided by your strong hands*

 

[cgraven]

My words encourage and guide Kate as she trails soft kisses down my body.
Her breath coming in soft heavy sighs of passion. It stirs my pubic hair.

The first experimental dabs of he tongue. Hesitant and almost child like in their eagerness to please. Words of guidance and encouragement bring more confidence. Kate's mouth and tongue now respond with a mind of their own as she nurses on my shaft as a new born nurses on its' mothers tit.

Kate draws me deeper into her mouth, bends her head and neck so that I may enter her throat. All the time her mouths, sucking, cheeks caving, and tongue swirling. I exploded in the back of Kate/s mouth, filing at as she greedily swallowed my seed in a desperate attempt to lose none.

 

[Ldy Tehari]

*sucking deeply to his soft words, plunging agaisnt your hips. Your hands move me faster, sucking hungrily. Feelings of these haven't touched my lips. The feeling of my mouth being filled the way my body was just a short while ago. Licking and surrounding it, exploring the thick, hard, yet soft-skinned shaft. Moving in steady quick rhthm. Then pushing it down my throat, nearly gagging it throbs, pulses, explodes and my mouth is filled with liquid salt. Gagging, choking a little, moving quickly off your shaft... swallowing a moment, and then licking my lips, eyes widen in near fright at what happened. Confusion wrack my thought as my eyes turn up to look into yours. Stammering out in a whisper*
I.... I... uuuhhh..
*Fright takes over my face as the beatings take over my thoughts. Will I be punished raced thru my head.. biting my lip softly*

 

[cgraven]

Brown

I see the ecstasy in Kate's face the wanton lust, passion, and needs that fill her entire being. Kate feeds on me like a newborn babe on its mother's tit, and I satisfy her hunger.

Kate is confused vulnerable she stammers in a velvet soft, breathless whisper, I.... I... uuuhhh..

Fright takes over Kate's face, then guilt. She is.. biting her lip softly. I see her need for punishment for Kate can not except the wanton pleasures of her own body.

I whisper tenderly, closely to her ear, " Do you whish me to punish you?"

"What have you done wrong?" "Given pleasure" "Received pleasure?

"Satisfied me with delight." "Brought me Joy with your mouth and tongue"

I roll Kate over to her hands and knees. There is fear and expectation as her young body tense. I forcefully position myself between her passion moisten thighs. My hand dips to her dripping sex. I lubricate my now troubling shaft as it springs to life in anticipation. I whisper the words of the joy she was brought to me, as I prepare myself with Kate's own arousal.

I spread her succulent Cheeks and I hesitate a moment as I view the last vestige of Kate's virginity. I suddenly and without warning enter Kate. Her body stiffens it bucks and thrashes against the pain. All the while I am whispering of the pleasures she has given. I am sunken to the hilt in those warm butter depths. I wait letting the pain subside. Then I make love to Kate again until once more I wrack pleasure from her body. Again and again I plunge into Kate until my lust for her is satisfied. The pleasure and pained mixed In one final stroke.

Kate lies fulfilled and spent her breathing ragged with passion and lust.
I bend close to her ear and whisper, how she will again please, again and again for days to come.

I leave Kate lying on the midnight blue silken sheets. Alone, as the door slams shut.

 

[Ldy Tehari]

*His words wrap around me, registering fully I shake my head in fear*
Please no more whips, no more punishment, I will learn to be good.
*His hands comfort me. Nothing wrong, nothing bad, nothing but pleasure given and received. His hands travel my body once more, giving pleasure, caressing softly. He moves me to my hands and knees.. gazing softly I look back at him thru the eyes of the dove. Anticipation builds as his touch warms my soft round ass. Moaning softly as my hot mound rubs against his shaft. I feel it growing against me, pressing harder, rubbing and coating. His whispers like music of passion once had, and to be had again.*
AAAaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh
*His hard member splits my ass open. Pain runs thru my body in an instant. Then stillness and only the feel of being filled again. Pain as he thrusts into me. My mind races as the pain and pleasure of his thrusts become one. My last vestibule invaded, my last tabou touched. His thrusts become faster, harder, mixing me into filling, and feeling, sensations, and warmth, pain and pleasure. *
OOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooo
*His hand clamp on my hips, his shaft drives me deep, our bodies move as one, again thrusting, driving, commanding ecstacy. His body fills mine, his kisses on my skin comforting, his motion forcing my passion. Each stroke filling me, closer to vibrations, closer to those sweet sensations. His deepest stroke takes me fully and I feel him explode once more, causing my own explosion deep inside.*
AAAAAAAaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
*Flooding me with emotion and satisfaction, head swimming with filled and pleasure. His words of everlasting service enter my head. Tossed with the dizziness of reliving this over and over again, days of pleasure. I smile softly, but he leaves.*
What?
*The sound of the door my only reply. My body bruised, battered, warm with heat and passion and blood. I lay on the silk mattress alone. Alone again, in a dark room of pain and pleasure. My heart cries out and I sob.*
PPpllleeeeaaassseeee.... don't leeaavvee.
*Turning red tear-filled eyes into the pillow.. sobbing*

 

[cgraven]

Brown

The slamming of the door has such finality to it. A smile spread across my face as I listened to sweet Kate.

Kate cries out with heart-felt sobs and cries out.

PPpllleeeeaaassseeee.... don't leeaavvee.

My mind ponders what to do next. Which path to take sweet Kate down. Which path to draw her deeper into my world. That world which will become hers.

 

[Ldy Tehari]

*Alone with my thoughts... what thoughts.. confusion. The feelings, the words, the deeds, the pain. The bruises of the whip still on my body. The heat of sensations not known before still course thru my being. The creature, the man that keeps me here, his pet for his pleasure. Yet he is gone. I am alone. Feelings of fear overwhelm me again. What if he leaves me here? What if he's not coming back? How will I know what he wants of me? How will I know how to please him? What will become of me when he's thru? Wild thoughts race thru my head as the idea and anticipation builds. Sobs grow to tired whimpers. Rest and exhaustion guide me to sleep as the last fading thoughts of will he return to me take me into dreams*

 

[cgraven]

Time has passed, Kate's alone with her thoughts and demons. She sleeps but does not rest. I hear her restless movements as the mid-night blue silken sheet softly russell. Kate's remembered passion brings sighs and moans but no rest.

I again sit upon that throne, hooded and robed in black. The iron in the brazier. Now sweet incense sprinkled for sweet Kate. Its' intoxicating fragrance fills the room.

She stirs, her breathing deepens.

I set and wait.

 

[Ldy Tehari]

*Fitful restless sleeps finds me. I toss and turn, and moan softly. The sounds around me cause consciousness to slowly return. A sweet smoky scent wafts to my nose. My eyes flutter open. I'm here in the room. No mask, no soft comforting words, only the wheel and the chain about my neck. I'm reminded of my prison. I look around and gasp. He is here again. My heart jumps. His warm robe hiding his powerful figure, his long hood disguising his hard eyes. The smell of smoke and hot iron slowly permeate my senses. Looking around at the brazier, red and hot. I look at him pleadingly.*
What are you going to show me now?

 

[cgraven]

Kate stirs from fitful slumber, eyes flutter open, softly glowing with remember pleasure, then stark realization.

Her emotions at war. The battle between longing and fear played out across her face. A gasp...of longing, a yet of fear. Kate's eyes take in the scene prepared, the somkey incense drifting up, the glow of the brazier, and the smell of hot iron.

The pleading look, the trembling voice." What are you going to show me now?"

Slowly I come to Kate. I left her chin, our lips meet, a kiss of passion. The "kiss" broken silently I take her hands and lead her to the oaken table. It's soft leather straps waiting.

Kate is laid upon the table wrists and ankles imprisoned, eyes reflecting anticipation, growing passion and fear. My soft words of how she brings me pleasure, the ways she brings me pleasure wash over Kate's senses. My lips and tongue tease Kate, draw pleasure to her.

Then swiftly the kiss of the branding iron to her flesh. Kate's body arches and trashes at that kiss. I bend to where hip and thigh meet and kiss the wound. Soothing lips to the wound.

 

[Ldy Tehari]

*His kiss deep and passionate, returning it with full willingness.. wanting more. His words are soft and comforting. "I'm going to make you mine completely". There was no harshness in his voice. He nearly carried me to a table, laid me on my back. I spread my leggs for his access. He took my arms above my head. Leather ties surround my wrist. No longer tight and frightening, but secure, and comforting. I will be available for his pleasure. He ties my ankles as well, only very far apart.*

*I hear his comforting words, his soft lulling pleasing words. Ideas that wrapped around me like a blanket, being his, belonging solely to him, not thinking, not caring, not sharing, just his. He was going to show the world that I was his. His hands rub my thigh softly, warming oil seeps into my skin. I listen to the sound of his voice, the commanding vibrations telling me if he's told by anyone that they've seen me without him showing I would be in trouble. This would be everyone's way of knowing I was his. This would be my pride.*

*The sound of skin burning came to my ears, the smell of burnt flesh to my nostrils before the seering pain registered in my head. I screamed and stayed still. The heat overwhelmed my senses, the pain invaded nearly every fiber of my being. The intoxicating thought I was now marked for life. Burnt to show the world I was his toy, his property, his beast of burden, tamed by him for him. His soft cool breath only tantalizing in the pain. His warm words enveloping me as I've pleased him. The pain echoing thru my whole body, my eyes afraid to travel down to see.. my mind racing with the thought... what could it be?*

 

[cgraven]

The longing, the wanton desire, the shock, the fear all flashed in Kate's eyes. The Kiss of the iron. The mark of ownership and submission to my will.

The first act over. The second about begin.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

Dave had, without a doubt, been the best lover I had ever had.

We had been that kind of couple onc always assumed would get married. Have 2.3 kids, drive a minivan, live in one of those picture perfect white houses in the hell that is now referred to as middle-class suburbia.

But then again, looks could be deceiving.

Luckily I had escaped that monotonous fate. He, on the other hand, was not so lucky. Neither of us had ever been the marrying type, ‘commitment’ was a word to be shunned not embraced. Too bad he had learned that the hard way.

To put it lightly, Dave and I had had something special. We had explored the mutually intimate appeal of power games. They had gone quickly from struggles with occasional bondage for a little spice to hot and heavy encounters that still fueled my passionate reveries.

A long term relationship never would have worked. Although our similar fiery temperament brought us together physically, a constant need to prove ourselves each more dominant than the other would have driven us emotionally apart...eventually.

Which is exactly why I was so surprised to find a message on my answering machine from Dave. Sure we still kept in touch, under the pretense of just being old school friends in the presence of his wife, but this was not your run-of-the-mill message. It was a breathlessly lustful request - asking for me to drop in to...catch up...when I had a chance.

Interesting, very interesting.

After running a brush through my feathered strawberry blonde hair, reapplying my lipstick and dabbing on a subtle cologne, ironically called Clémence, I turned on my heel and walked back out the door.

Knocking tentatively on Dave’s door, I toyed with my silver hoop earing idly, not quite knowing what he was expecting from me.

 

[cgraven]

The sensor went off letting me know someone was approaching. A little device to warn me of visitors, official or otherwise, who do not appreciate, shall we say, my special life style.

Jorja !

Memories came flooding back of meeting in college. How we discovered or mutual taste for a more exciting sexual life style. Yes it had been very intents, too intents to last for more than short periods of time. But there was a something, that kept drawing us together.

Ah I must leave sweet Kate for now and welcome my guest. I knew Jorja would be trilled to meet Kate. Jorja and I had shared many things in many ways.

Now sweet Kate would be one of those things.

I welcomed my old friend and brought her to a place we knew well. First the introduction. Jorja and I would share our bodies for Kate's benefit. Then time for Jorja to meet Kate.