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Post by daynah sophia rielly on Dec 29, 2009 20:03:22 GMT -5
Daynah and her mother had just had a very tensed meal, they didn't usually eat out together. In fact they rarely did anything together but her mother had typically gotten wind that her daughter had to pay a visit to the mayor of the town earlier in the week and had been extremely annoyed that she had not been taken along as well. Daynah sighed indulging her mother was even more exhausting than some of the slaves she had bought of late and she could well understand why her beloved father had divorced the woman. There was no way she was ever going to disclose to her mother how absolutely decadent her time with Liam Kelly had been and that she had every intention of repeating it. If he was willing of course.
Her mother had just left but Daynah had remained with the excuse that she had arranged to meet a friend later here. So allowing her mother to pay the bill she had removed her phone from her bag and begun texting though it was only a message to Charlie letting her know how utterly boring her blasted mother was and how she hoped she would never turn out like that. With a smile and a wave to her mother as she left the building, Daynah sat back into the booth she occupied and smiled with relief. At least now she could enjoy the bottle of wine that was left on their table.
Barely a glass had been left and she called the waiter to bring another bottle, smiling at him as she did so. Sliding from her seat she grabbed her bag and walked to the ladies room to freshen up a little. There was certainly no harm in getting plastered in a restaurant was there? And they were certainly more inclined to call a cab for her as well. Washing her hands she looked at herself in the mirror, opening her bag to remove her lip gloss as the door of the restroom opened. Carefully she applied it before casting a glance in the mirror at not only her own reflection but at the girl that had walked in. Wearing: outfitListening too: Silence by Delirium
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Post by rey on Dec 30, 2009 14:12:50 GMT -5
Reyna sat with her head resting on her hand that was propped up by her elbow resting on the table. Her other hand pushed her fork back and forth on her plate, spreading her food around. She let out a sigh as she looked up to her mother and father who sat across from her. The two were arguing back and forth. It was a normal sight for her. It was why she lived in the dorms at school and not at home. She hated dinners like this and they happened every night. She had simply wished they could hold off for one night, especially since it was her birthday.
Rey turned twenty today and her parents had called her this morning. They wanted to take her out for dinner. She had insisted that it wasn't necessary, that they really didn't need to do anything for her. But they would hear none of it and they picked her up promptly at seven and drug her to the restaurant. She ordered her food and sat, nodding and saying yes here and there were she felt appropriate. Anything that made the night go faster.
Her mother handed her a small box, telling her it was from the both of them. Reyna opened it to find a very expensive looking gold necklace. It was something she did not need. But of course, her parents thought material items were love. Her mother insisted she put it on and Reyna did so, to simply quiet her mother. The next thing she knew, employees were walking her way with a cake and beginning to sing. She sent her mother a glare. "Mom. I'm twenty. This is ridiculous."
With that she stood, "I'm going to the bathroom.." She walked away, hearing her mom and dad fight about how one knew she wouldn't like it and the other insisted that she would appreciate it with time. Rey knew the Italian Oven well, she had been there multiple times throughout her life. She made her way to the bathrooms and pushed the door open. Since the restaurant was small, the bathrooms only had one stall. She looked up to see someone was in there already.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were in here." Reyna said as she looked the girl over once. She looked familiar and she was sure she had seen her before. Not to mention she was gorgeous. Rey shook the thoughts from her head as she made her way to turn around and wait.
outfit: herenotes: sorry i rambled a lot. i wasn't sure how to start her coming in and such. ^.^
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Post by daynah sophia rielly on Dec 30, 2009 21:07:56 GMT -5
Daynah was tense after the abysmal dinner with her mother and wanted now to simply blow off some steam. As she washed her hands she contemplated phoning Charlie and meeting up at Crush later but remembered her friend had something else on. As the door opened and the girl walked in Daynah removed her lip gloss, applied it sparingly as her eyes roved over the girl. She looked vaguely familiar but it was only when she spoke did Daynah even cop who she was.
"That's ok, I'm done" she moved aside slightly waiting for the girl to turn around again and come back fully into the small room, a slow smile spreading across her face as a thought popped in. Daynah knew the girl now, one of her friends had her as a slave a while back a real little sex kitten apparently and right now that seemed perfect for Daynah. She walked towards the door as if to leave but turned and closed it instead, her deft fingers clicking the latch on it. Leaning against it she looked the girl up and down, made no bones about doing so either.
"It's Reyna isn't it?" she asked licking her freshly glossed lips already imagining her hands running up under the short skirt. Like a tigress she moved closer to the girl lifting a hand up to brush some hair back. She smelt intoxicating as Daynah inhaled her, literally leaned in until her nose and mouth were inches from her neck and smelt her.
"Hmmm nice, very nice. Now I wonder... what else of you smells so good" she moved her face so she was looking directly into the girls eyes now, a wicked mischievous smile dancing on her beautiful mouth.
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Post by rey on Dec 30, 2009 21:42:59 GMT -5
Reyna hated these dinners with her parents. No matter what the occasion, they were always fighting over something. One time, Reyna had actually asked why they didn't just get a divorce. It was obvious they didn't want to be together anymore. Not to mention she was sure her mother was having an affair.. or her father was.. or maybe they both were. It didn't matter. There was cheating going on in the family and it was obvious that both parents were unhappy with the other.
Her parents had not been happy with the question. They put fake smiles on her face and acted like it was nothing. Basically, what Reyna took from it, was that her parents wanted to pretend like nothing was wrong and that they could work it out. They wanted their kids to believe that true love existed and that they would find their partner of their dreams and lived happily ever after.
Reyna knew otherwise. She knew love didn't exist. It was why she loved sex so much. The feeling was real, and it was there. She didn't have to worry about it being fake, because she knew what she was feeling wasn't. Sex was simple. Love was difficult. It was easy to see which one she would choose and why.
She rolled her eyes at her parents attempt for a birthday dinner and made her way to the bathroom. She ran a hand through her hair as she opened the door and stepped inside. There was already someone in there and she apologized and turned to leave. However, the girl said she was done and Rey turned around and walked back into the bathroom. The girl walked past her to leave, and Rey was sure she looked familiar. She shrugged it off though and went to the sink. The reflection showed the girl wasn't leaving though. She was walking back toward her.
Reyna turned around as the girl said her name. "Yeah.. and you are?" It was more of a question at first but looking her over again, she recognized her. "Daynah." She had been a friend of an old master of hers. Reyna could move no further back as the sink was already pressed against her. So she simply did not try to move as the girl got close to her, her mouth and nose very close to her neck.
She looked the girl over as her face came right in front of hers. The girl was beautiful, she wouldn't deny that. Mentally, she shook that thought out of her head. She didn't think that way about girls. She had only ever been with guys. But with Daynah right in front of her, smiling at her and looking at her the way she was, she couldn't help but think. She was in college now, a very new stage of life. Why not experiment? And if what she had heard about Daynah was true, she wouldn't mind it much either.
Now how to go about this? She thought quickly before speaking. "Why don't we find out?" Reyna said in a purr as a smile crossed onto her face that matched Daynah's.
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Post by daynah sophia rielly on Jan 2, 2010 13:46:28 GMT -5
Daynah had always had a way of turning her bad days around, the fun and novelty of the slave world had always ensured her of this. She had played with slaves the way other girls had played with dolls and now that she was much older, it was just a different set of rules. At the girls words Daynah reached around and curled her fingers into the girls hair bringing her face close as her mouth came down on hers.
Her tongue opened Reyna's lips, parted them without any hesitation and delved in to taste her. Her mouth moved almost violently over the slave girls, no thought at all as to who she had entered the establishment with or how long Daynah intended keeping her sequestered in the bathroom for. Her other hand was slowly making its way up the girls outer thigh, reaching behind and cupping her pert little ass as still her mouht lay siege to Reyna's.
Briefly she broke the kiss, licking her lips and ever so subtley moving the girl around so she was leaning against the wash basin. Slowly she moved the hand from her hair and slid it over Reyna's shoulder and down across her breasts until it was at the hem of that incredibly short skirt as well. As her mouth crashed down once more on the slaves, Daynah's hand found her way up the little skirt until she was stroking her. Pushing apart the small shred of material that could pass for panties Daynah's fingers slid across the girls clitoris.
Breaking apart the kiss once more it was now to look at the girls face as Daynah's expert fingers worked her to a wet frenzy.
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