[M]Bound by All of Nothing (Daynah)

[xeticka lucy hollace]

Darkness was a pooled ambiguous shadow that hovered around Xeticka's silhouette as she sat soundly in the middle of a placid, safe, yet hurtful place. In the middle of that night, she was alone and her thoughts whispered through all of the memories that contained themselves within her brain. The bittersweet essence of silence touched her neck, making her hot and sallow. Tears stained her face, her face which was now a small dotted plague of a miserable pale existence, all of her feelings flooded themselves on it. She now did not believe in God. Didn't even think he deserved such a name, when such a famous string of words like 'Mother means God on the lips of every child in the world' well now she had no mother. There was no God. A place of mourning is where ever someone stands, one less soul in someone's heart is distinct in it's own place. Death is all that was, is and ever would've been now. To Xeticka, it was a mysterious shift in time. One minute there there and.. well you know how it goes.

On a park bench, one o'clock in the morning, Xeticka had no knowledge of where she was. Xeticka didn't want to be anywhere in particular. She didn't feel as though she wanted to bring death upon her. Though, everywhere she could see her mother's pale, distorted face. She shuddered and the tears came again. A soft glow came from the fountain in front of the bench she was now sitting on, she stared at the light, and how the water bubbled and waved around as water that spoted from the top fell and hit the surface hard. She wanted to be the water in that fountain. She envied it for a peculiar reason. The water goes up the pipe, and comes out as the same thing but falls beautifully into it's own kind again. Xeticka wished she was that water in that fountain, and as she wished, to her dissapointment it didn't happen. She just stared at it and waited for it to grant her wish.

[daynah sophia rielly]

High as a kite and drunk as a skunk Daynah left the club giggling and waving goodbye to her friends, insisting she would find her own way home though she had no intention of doing that at all yet. To her the night was young and she wanted to spend every second of it enjoying herself. She danced her way with shoes dangling on her finger tips, across the street to the park humming softly to herself as she neared the fountain. It was too inviting, too glorious to look at and so damn pure looking. Daynah had not been pure or that virtuous in forever and wanted nothing more than to bathe in it and wash herself clean.

Giggling uncontrollably she climbed in instantly soaking the short blue dress she wore but truly not caring a jolt. The water cascaded about her, swinging her shoes outside she let the font drench over her hair. Immersing herself in the coolness of it. She noticed someone from the corner of her eye and stopped dancing about like a nymph and tried to figure out who it was. The girl looked clearly upset which bothered Daynah in her delirious state. Climbing as elegantly as she could out she padded on bare feet up to the girl and sat her wet self down beside her, draping an arm about her shoulders.
"Now why the long face? What have you got to be so sad about?" her other hand rested on the girls knee as she stared at her. She was beautiful, haunted looking but beautiful. Her fingers began to play idly with the girls hair as she waited for a reply, feeling excitement growing between her legs. She hadn't contemplated getting any kicks tonight other than getting herself wasted but a girl all alone on a park bench was asking for trouble and luckily for her, she had found Daynah.

[xeticka lucy hollace]

Xeticka heard a sound of un even laughter, and jagged foot steps, she scoweled as the beautiful image before her was ruined, as another girl who appeared to be drunk out of her wits, splashed and doused herself in water, a lovely blue dress, was now stuck to her skin exposing her shape through the drenched cloth. Xeticka tried to keep quiet, in hoped that she wouldn't attract any attention from the drunk wannabe creep-o. She watched her as she attempted to rise up out of the fountain, Xeticka tried not to make eye contact with her. Suddenly, Xeticka felt this strange comfort she got from this girl, as she put her wet arm securely around her. Xeticka's second reaction was to tilt her head and go ahead and rest it on the stranger girl's shoulder. The first was something she didn't have the strength to do. She didn't answer, nor did she noticed that the girl put her hand on her knee.

"What's your name?" she whispered weakly, feeling faint, maybe because she was so tired of crying.

[daynah sophia rielly]

Daynah noticed how fragile the girl seemed to be and this actually did not endear the slave to her in any way shape or form. Daynah loathed any thing weak, she manipulated it for her own means and looking at this girl she knew she would do the same to her. Allowing her to rest her head upon Daynah's wet shoulder, her hand kept trailing gently on her knee as it slowly inched its way upwards.

"My name is Day" she told her with a wry smile, it was good to be inebriated for these lost causes because by the morning Daynah would feel disgusted with herself for even bothering.
"What's your name honey?" she cooed, the hand around her shoulder caressing the girls hair. Daynah moved the hand from the girls leg only to tilt the girls chin upwards so she could look into the slaves face a little better. She was pretty, very pretty. With her face inches from hers Daynah simply lowered her lips and gently brushed them across the girls.

She tasted nice so nice that Daynah wanted more. Standing up she took hold of the girls hand and looked about, a tree slightly off the path looked perfect. It was hidden by some bushes which made it even more alluring. Tentatively she walked in that direction, coaxing the girl along with her.
"Come on, you shouldn't be out here on your own" she smiled.

[xeticka lucy hollace]

Xeticka felt goosebumps climb up her leg as she moved her eyes down to see that the girl she was now resting her head on, had trailed her hand up it. Xeticka smiled. This girl had introduced herself as 'Day' Xeticka didn't say her name, but she just lifted her head and smiled foxily at the girl. What could it hurt? Things like this always brightened Xeticka's day. Even when she caressed her hair, she let her play with it, tilting her head to the side, and closing her eyes as the feel of Day's hand ran don her blonde, silky hair, sending little nerves over her skull, making it feel nice. It was so great being next to another woman, especially when they touched her like that. Xeticka moved her hands over Day's legs, suddenly feeling like she wanted her. Rubbing her thighs, Day moved closer and pressed her lips to Xeticka's gently. There was something about Day that Xeticka wanted to discover. All her untold secrets, that appealed to Xetta's turn-on made her want to dive in to the secrets more as they excited her without any doubt. Day stood up, and caringly coaxed her further near a tree. Xeticka smiled, and walked up to take her hand. Leading her over to where she pinted out. Xetika looked at Day in the small light of the fountain, Xeticka pinned Day to the tree and groweled playfully, her breath beginning to get heavy, as her lips locked with Day's immediately, caressing her hair, tighs, and breasts. She pulled away and took 4 steps back. Taking of her clothes she teased Day and took them off very slowly.

[daynah sophia rielly]

It thrilled her when the girl who renamed unnamed pinned her to the tree, Daynah felt pure raw desire flood her as the girl growled. They kissed in some ferocious manner, the girls hands were all over Daynah as if she could not get enough. Usually the one to take control, Daynah's inebriated mind could careless now. She allowed the girl to stroke her, touch her tantalize every inch of her until Daynah felt as if she were gagging for more.

She glanced through heavy lids as the girl stepped back divesting her clothes from a beautiful sleek body. A sardonic smile spread across Day's mouth as she watched the last piece of clothing fall to the ground, she reached out and pulled the girl towards her once more. Her mouth tore hungrily across her, her tongue plunging in to explore and make her claim inside the slaves mouth before her hands began to caress her breasts. Pulling back from the kiss, she looked down at the nipples her fingers were teasing, exciting them until they grew hard. Lowering her head down to cup each breast, licking and kissing them playfully she broke once more as she turned and pushed the girl against the hard bark of the tree, pinning her there as her hands spread the girls legs apart.

Daynah stood against her, one hand now came up to grab some of the girls hair as Daynahs hungry mouth kissed her again and again. Her fingers slid down into the girls clitoris, flicking and stroking the most precious of areas until she could feel the girl hot and wet on her fingers. With no hestitation she delved her bunched fingers deep inside her as she tore her mouth away and looked deep into the girls eyes.

[xeticka lucy hollace]

Xeticka grunted airily though he nose, as Day's succulent tongue delved deep into her mouth. She tasted so good, she wanted more. Xeticka pondered on something, this girl was quite experienced in pressing herself against a girl. Day parted from Xeticka's mouth and spread the blonde slave's legs apart. "How many times have you done this, miss-" she broke off and gasped, squealing quietly as her eyes squinted, a thick and pleasurable hit of divinity rolled up into her vagina, making her feel hot, and her breath becoming slightly hastened and heavy. An orgasm was the best thing in the world, to anyone besides money, feeling the greatest pleasure in the world was better than any drug, and this decadent ectasy made Xeticka feel higher than the fucking stars.

[daynah sophia rielly]

Her fingers pushed deeper as her thumb rubbed against her clitoris. Daynah's inebriated state wanted more and would not be satisfied. Her mouth tore across the girls breasts, sucking on the nipple pulling it and teasing each one. Pushing her harder against the tree as her fingers slid in and out, faster and deeper she pushed until she took her fingers out and placed them up to their mouths rubbing the wetness over their lips as she kissed the girl repeatedly.
"Does it fucking matter" was the only answer she'd give, what did it matter how many girls slaves or mistresses she had been with or how many guys for that matter. What always mattered to Daynah was the one she was fucking at that moment.

Rough hands pushed the girls legs further apart as Daynah knelt down, her hands held onto the girls inner thighs as her mouth found its way to her clitoris. Her tongue flicked upwards, licking across the wetness. Tasting the heady juice that oozed out from her. Pushing her nose by her clitoris, her tongue stole across the lips finding her g-spot and working it to a frenzy as Daynah's hands squeezed her thighs tightly.

[xeticka lucy hollace]

Something clicked over in Xeticka's mind. This wasn't like her. Did she have no shame? Who was she to act so slutty that she had to go around and take anyone that came across her, she grunted heavily and the chick she'd just met was feasting on her vagina, and a sudden strength over powered her, Xeticka ballng her fist around the girls hair tentatively tugging on it gently, then jolting her hadn bakwards, whilst her fingers were clasped around the girl's brown hair, and she threw a hard hand across her pretty cheek. How bizzare. Changing so rapidly, she was enjoying herself, now she hated this girl, she thought she was taking advantage of her. "Fucking touch me again slut, I rip your head off!!" Xeticka stormed over to get her clothes, picking them up and attempting to walk away but she trip on tree branch, falling straight down, hearing a loud crack instantly followed by a quick and startling sharp pain in her ribs. She was unable to breath and tears welled up into her eyes. She was paralised from shock and pain momentarily, and the pain was so bad she couldn't even cry out loud. Karma, karma, karma, karma, went through her mind as she was feeling afraid and guilty for being who she was.

[daynah sophia rielly]

Daynah was practically eating the girls clitoris out, her juices had oozed down her throat as her tongue licked and lapped her up.
Then all of a sudden she was being pulled by her hair, her head cracked backwards as the girls other hand slapped her hard.
Daynah winced momentarily as her hands went to cover her cheek, she'd probably have a nice welt there by the morning. Watching now through dangerously flamed eyes, she saw the foolish slave girl wobble about trying to put her clothes on. Her words had meant nothing to Daynah but there was no way she was letting the bitch get away with using violence on a mistress, especially when she had been so eager only moments before.

It was with rye amusement that Daynah watched her stumble after hurriedly gathering her clothes to her. She tripped and fell. Daynah continued to watch there was no else about for crying out loud but the silly fool wasn't screaming or anything. Daynah walked over to her, she seemed as if she was in pain but what
did Daynah care at that point. She might have done had the girl behaved a bit better. Daynah kicked the girls legs slightly apart and lay down on top of her, a leg either side of one of Xetica's rubbing her crotch against it. Pinning the girls hands down to the ground as she bit hard on a nipple. Looking up and sneering into the girls face, she continued to rub against her until she could feel herself getting excited.Her hips rotated, pulsing against the slave
girls, again her mouth came down on a nipple her tongue flicking and licking it.

Her mouth moved to Xetica's and crushed down on her, frenching her roughly before an orgasm hit her and swept her away. She waited a moment, satisfaction rifting through her and then she stood. Not caring if the girl was in pain, not giving one flying fuck for her. As if to make this fact abundantly clear, Daynah patted the girl on the cheek stared her in the face.
"Fucking ever hit me again and I'll fuck you up for life" the threat was not an empty one and the girl should really know better than to mess with a mistress. Gathering her own things she walked away serenely from the girl still lying on the park grass. Hailed a passing taxi and went home without another thought to her.

[xeticka lucy hollace]

Xeticka tried to curl up from pain, and it hurt to move. Suddenly, her leg was pulled apart again, and she was sat on. Tears streamed down her face, what a mistake. Why did she put herself through this. If Day left Xeticka there by herself, naked and injured, she'd get the blame not her. She felt Daynah's lowers on Xetta's private area, and she moved softly over her, Xeticka unable to move she felt helpless. Daynah threatened Xeticka immediately, hissing through Xeticka's ear. She got up, and Xeticka sobbed. She knew that she'd probably have to stay there the night, with broken ribs and a damaged stirnem. She didn't know what to do, as Day walked off, she wanted to desperately call out. "Help meee!" She cried. "I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me, you're beautiful Day!" She cried out as loud as she could playing the act of needing Daynah so much, making it believeable she needed her in more ways then just calling an ambulance. Xeticka didn't have her car, or her phone with her, so she prayed to God that Day would come back. But then again, when was the last time God helped anybody?