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Post by Cut and Bleeding on Sept 1, 2007 21:55:29 GMT -5
The stars twinkled brightly in the clear night sky, the surroundings illuminated by the full moon. Fayt found himself bored and walked through the glass sliding door, toward the pool. He decided not to flood the area with unnatural lights, but bask in the beauty of the night. He walked slowly and calmly over to a large lounge chair and sat down, leaning back into it. He closed his eyes and listened to the ambient sounds. The waterfall from the hot tub into the pool, the crickets chirping, a soft breeze blowing and caressing him. He reached up and played with the D-ring on his collar a little as he opened his eyes and stared up at the moon. He ran his hand over to his bare chest, feeling all the scars left from nights alone, and nights with his mistress. The one woman he'd let take control of him. He then moved his hand into the pocket of his jeans. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a black lighter. He pulled one from his pack, almost his signature, you'd almost always see him smoking on a Djarum Black. He puffed it for a moment as his empty head filled with thoughts and memories. Many a night he had been alone out here, and enjoyed every moment of it, but would rather be accompanied by another. He flicked his ashes on the ground and puffed his cig a few more times. He sighed softly as another warm breeze blew over him, comforting him only slightly. "If only..."
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Post by Porcelain on Sept 1, 2007 23:59:58 GMT -5
"Your wish is my command..."
Her laughter was low and melodic, and reserved only for him. She settled at the edge of the pool, bare feet kicking in the water lazily. Her dark eyes surveyed the night, and found it to be peaceful. Dark hair fell against pale skin, and she brushed it away nonchalantly.
"You look lonely... perhaps you would like some company...?"
For the most part they seemed to be on casual terms to the other residents of the house, and that was often the case until they decided to run a scene together. He was one of the few she would allow to dominate her, and the same seemed to be said for him. The joys of exclusive privileges.
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Post by Cut and Bleeding on Sept 2, 2007 0:07:55 GMT -5
He looked over to her, nothing moving except his eyes. A corner of his lips curled into a half smile as he took another drag from his cigarette. He sat forward, looking over to her and nodded.
"Your company would be greatly appreciated." He said softly, patting the lounge chair next to him.
"Come. Sit with me. I feel the need to be close to someone right now."
He smiled still, his demeanor warming and inviting.
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Post by Porcelain on Sept 2, 2007 12:11:05 GMT -5
He always seemed to calm her somehow. Nodding, she pulled herself to her feet- a difficult task. She was very tired. Yawning softly, she made her way to the lounge chair, and sank into it gratefully. Her skin seemed to soak up the moonlight, and her simple black bikini did justice to her figure. Brushing her hair from her face in habit, she turned to him.
"So... what brought you out here alone tonight? Rather boring way to pass the time, no...?"
But hadn't she, too, sought the peace that this place afforded?
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Post by Cut and Bleeding on Sept 2, 2007 13:46:49 GMT -5
Fayt flicked his cigarette away and fell back into the lounge chair beside her and wrapped an arm around her and buried his face in her neck.
"I really don't know. I felt myself compelled to come outside. That's all..." His words were slow and unsure. He didn't really even know if this was the correct answer. "But I'm glad I did now." He turned and looked back up to the stars. He smiled and looked over into her eyes. There she was. Someone who had so much power over him. The only person he let control him. Why was it that he felt so weakened by her. No other female, nor male for that matter had any power of him. He dominated. He was power, and yet when she was near, it all melted away. He loved her for it, but he hated feeling weak. He leaned in and kissed her softly.
He looked back into her eyes for a moment. "Would you like to play a game with me?" He asked, tilting head slightly and letting his lips curl into his infamous half smile.
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Post by Porcelain on Sept 3, 2007 17:23:22 GMT -5
Jade smiled slowly, and contemplated the answer. There was only ever one answer for him, wasn't there...?
"Of course. What do you have in mind...?"
Her eyes shone in the moonlight with curiosity and love. Yes, she had indeed come to love him. To love the power she had over him, and the power he likewise wielded over her. To love that half-smile, as much as it irritated her sometimes. To love the feel of his skin against hers....
If he wanted to play, she was game. Wasn't she always willing to play a game?
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Post by Cut and Bleeding on Sept 3, 2007 17:31:36 GMT -5
"I've been thinking about something lately..." he said, as his eyes narrowed and his half smile became full. "Water play." He said simply as he pointed toward the hot tub. He looked over to it for a moment, his smile fading slightly, and then back to her. Another warm breeze blew and he shivered slightly, not from the breeze, but from the building excitement. "I think I'll take charge in this one, if you know what I mean." He said, standing and lowering his hand to her to help her up.
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Post by Porcelain on Sept 8, 2007 21:07:19 GMT -5
Jade's eyes lit up with understanding.
"But of course...master."
She took a position of obedience, kneeling before him. She had long ago earned the right to wear clothing when he dominated her, or she would have stripped off her clothing first. He was one of the very few people she allowed to dominate her. In fact...he was the only since her first mistress.
She watched the floor, knowing better than to make eye contact, or speak until spoken to. The rough texture of the ground bit into her knees and made her uncomfortable, but she bore it all with grace.
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Post by Cut and Bleeding on Sept 8, 2007 22:41:09 GMT -5
He looked down at her, a grin spreading across his face. He turned and walked away, lowering his hand and snapping his fingers; his signal to come. He made his way to the far end of the pool, where the hot tub was. It was well illuminated by both natural light from the moon and the light that was built into it. He stepped up onto the ledge, and stood, waiting for her to reach him.
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Post by Porcelain on Sept 9, 2007 19:08:19 GMT -5
And so she did. Knowing better than to stand just yet, she crawled like the pet she was, all the way to the ledge of the hot tub. Upon reaching him, she knelt there in silence, waiting command. She stared into the hot tub, focusing on the light. It was a very interesting structure- a prism of colors interweaving into the water. Not daring to look up at him, she became still again, waiting for her master to tell her what to do.
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Post by Cut and Bleeding on Sept 11, 2007 16:59:00 GMT -5
He reached into his pocket and grabbed his pack of smokes and lighter and tossed them to the side, taking note where they landed. Stepping into the hot tub, still clothed, he pats the top of the bathtub temperature water. "Come on in, the water's fine." He said as his half smile curled onto his face. He reached over and hit the bubble jet button and the hot tub roared to life as the water churned. "Yes this'll do just fine." He said looking back up to Jade. "Well, are you ready?"
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