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Authors: Misty Blue
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coat, barefoot, to a sleek car waiting beyond the main doors.
On entering he wrapped a blindfold around her eyes, and then gently pushed her head back against the cushions on the rear seat.
âSleep now. Youâll need your rest for what is to come.â
Despite her fears, her confusion, sleep came easy. Folded in the comfort and warmth of the coat, collar turned up around her shoulders, she drifted into a dreamless doze, while the car sped on through the night.
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Home
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For Richard Armstrong the night was long. He sped towards home, but his thoughts turned back again and again to the dream now captured and the slave he would make his own. She was perfect. A novice in the world of BDSM, naive, an innocent in love, together he and Shadow could work with her to enhance and develop her true potential. She was an intelligent woman. Mature beyond her years, she had depth and beauty and would be easily content with what he had to offer without need for more. She was also a water sign. Born under cancer, her emotions ran deep. It was impossible for her to harness them alone. But with guidance and instruction, working as a team, they could be honed like the flame of a fire, and like the wings of a bird or perhaps an angel, she would fly... beyond what is, to what could be.
Everything heâd ever dreamed of was within his grasp. Now he was impatient for it to begin.
On impulse he decided to wait at the place where they would come. He needed to see her expression when she caught sight of her new home. And so it was, as dawn broke, they stood at the shore together, looking into a sea mist covering the landscape.
Shadow also was curious to see the girlâs reaction. He too looked forward to the time when his teaching would begin. In a past life he had practised as a doctor, a surgeon. He would take a personal pride in presenting to Richard a slave-to-be of such quality, strength, commitment and devotion that she would outshine all others who had gone before. He too needed to please his Master. He was grateful of the opportunity to please him in such a way. It was beyond a usual slaveâs calling. But then again, he was no ordinary slave. So easily he could switch. And that unexpected facet of his make-up had led him into many perverse and gratifying experiences. He hoped to gain much from this experiment, especially as, for the purposes of this exercise, he was considered in thought and deed at least, an equal.
The Birchwood luxury cruiser glided gracefully towards them. It gave him perverse pleasure now in exercising his right to keep the one known as Pandora naked. Only Dream Catcher knew her real identity. But he didnât care. He was more than happy with taking control of their âchargeâ. He ensured the furs were adequately covering her body, and his hands took the longest time to fuss and alter and shape it around her, touching naked flesh where he could. How he yearned for the times they would spend together. And then there would be the things he would share with Dream Catcher, discussing the training programme; he wanted to make it last not just for his own satisfaction, but also to ensure that she was not just slave, but super slave at the end of it.
They stepped aboard the sailing vessel, to where a silver metal rail arced around the bow. Master pulled their charge to him and held her close. Shadow didnât mind. He would have plenty of time and space to feel that same sense of closeness with her... and more... so much more... He smiled an almost sadistic smile, conjuring up vivid imagery that brought a bulge so huge it strained the zip on his tight trousers. The command came to cast off and the cruiser picked up speed rapidly, heading towards its island destination.
Abi could be heard gasping, filled with certain wonder as she caught sight of the outline of the building stark against the sunrise. It rose like a great gem whose pinnacle reached the heavens. It truly was
On entering he wrapped a blindfold around her eyes, and then gently pushed her head back against the cushions on the rear seat.
âSleep now. Youâll need your rest for what is to come.â
Despite her fears, her confusion, sleep came easy. Folded in the comfort and warmth of the coat, collar turned up around her shoulders, she drifted into a dreamless doze, while the car sped on through the night.
Â
Home
Â
For Richard Armstrong the night was long. He sped towards home, but his thoughts turned back again and again to the dream now captured and the slave he would make his own. She was perfect. A novice in the world of BDSM, naive, an innocent in love, together he and Shadow could work with her to enhance and develop her true potential. She was an intelligent woman. Mature beyond her years, she had depth and beauty and would be easily content with what he had to offer without need for more. She was also a water sign. Born under cancer, her emotions ran deep. It was impossible for her to harness them alone. But with guidance and instruction, working as a team, they could be honed like the flame of a fire, and like the wings of a bird or perhaps an angel, she would fly... beyond what is, to what could be.
Everything heâd ever dreamed of was within his grasp. Now he was impatient for it to begin.
On impulse he decided to wait at the place where they would come. He needed to see her expression when she caught sight of her new home. And so it was, as dawn broke, they stood at the shore together, looking into a sea mist covering the landscape.
Shadow also was curious to see the girlâs reaction. He too looked forward to the time when his teaching would begin. In a past life he had practised as a doctor, a surgeon. He would take a personal pride in presenting to Richard a slave-to-be of such quality, strength, commitment and devotion that she would outshine all others who had gone before. He too needed to please his Master. He was grateful of the opportunity to please him in such a way. It was beyond a usual slaveâs calling. But then again, he was no ordinary slave. So easily he could switch. And that unexpected facet of his make-up had led him into many perverse and gratifying experiences. He hoped to gain much from this experiment, especially as, for the purposes of this exercise, he was considered in thought and deed at least, an equal.
The Birchwood luxury cruiser glided gracefully towards them. It gave him perverse pleasure now in exercising his right to keep the one known as Pandora naked. Only Dream Catcher knew her real identity. But he didnât care. He was more than happy with taking control of their âchargeâ. He ensured the furs were adequately covering her body, and his hands took the longest time to fuss and alter and shape it around her, touching naked flesh where he could. How he yearned for the times they would spend together. And then there would be the things he would share with Dream Catcher, discussing the training programme; he wanted to make it last not just for his own satisfaction, but also to ensure that she was not just slave, but super slave at the end of it.
They stepped aboard the sailing vessel, to where a silver metal rail arced around the bow. Master pulled their charge to him and held her close. Shadow didnât mind. He would have plenty of time and space to feel that same sense of closeness with her... and more... so much more... He smiled an almost sadistic smile, conjuring up vivid imagery that brought a bulge so huge it strained the zip on his tight trousers. The command came to cast off and the cruiser picked up speed rapidly, heading towards its island destination.
Abi could be heard gasping, filled with certain wonder as she caught sight of the outline of the building stark against the sunrise. It rose like a great gem whose pinnacle reached the heavens. It truly was
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