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Post by floria aide meages on Jan 11, 2010 23:27:19 GMT -5
Floria had choosen to go to the park she didn’t feel like going to anywhere else for today. She moved and as she walked down she was just to young to have a she was 15 teen years old being a freshmen in high school people would thing she was afraid or nervous but she wasn’t though Floria was kind of confused that she had a mistress and not a master. Her old master was very nice and she liked him a lot but sadly he left and decided to go off to college somewhere different. She was very sad the day he left she didn’t know how she was going to do with someone new but she looked on the bright side with a new master or even mistress new thing where to come.
She walked into the park it had not snowed yet because she couldn’t wait to make a snow man or even snow angles. She was like a littled kid at heard but she didn’t care if she was like that. Her parents kind of wondered if Floria would really ever grow up she didn’t mind being the little girl she was. Her master though it was cute she wondered if her mistress would hated it or not. She moved and sat down on a bench she was a very small girl for her age only being 5 feet could be the reason to that. Floria moved her feet back and forth as she looked up at the sky.
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Post by daynah sophia rielly on Jan 12, 2010 18:34:05 GMT -5
WEARING TODAY:outfit
Music to muse by:When I grow Up - Pussycat dolls
Daynah had decided completely against a new male slave this time around and though she had planned on purchasing a female slave for her own mercenary means not so long ago, since Justin had come into her life she had not touched another person. Marveling at her own restraint she had waded through the pile of slave folders until she came to a young girl who looked and read like she was just right. She didn't want anyone who would tempt her though the girl was really cute but she didn't want anyone who could tempt Justin either. Of course her mind drifted to a threesome immediately but she squashed that quickly. Training herself to behave after so many years of doing what she damn well pleased to whom she damn well pleased was difficult.
Having text a message to the girl that she would meet her in the park, a nice public setting she drove her car up to the parking lot near the entrance. Slamming her door she pushed her sunglasses up on top of her head and walked hands in pockets inside. Near the pond she spotted her and was glad now she had brought her sunglasses, the girls outfit was so bright. Daynah grinned shaking her head the girl would need a shopping trip to begin with. She really did look cute even from this distance and again Daynah had to reprimand herself. She hadn't seen Aceline in a long time now and part of her still hankered after the girl. And there most certainly could not be another tryst with Peyton of all girls. Here her equilibrium to be a one man woman would seriously falter.
Approaching her she smiled.
"Hi you must be Floria" sitting down beside her she watched the girl swing her legs and mused that perhaps less than a month ago the girl would be absolute candy for her to eat up and spit out. How lucky this young thing was then.
"I am Daynah your new mistress. You may call me Daynah or mistress it doesn't really matter. In public call me mistress Daynah. Ok?"
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Post by floria aide meages on Jan 13, 2010 7:29:56 GMT -5
Floria sat there on the bench as she saw that a lady was walking over to her it must had been her new mistress. She was pretty and she was taller then she was. Then again everyone was really taller then she was. She smiled as she introduced herself to her. “It’s nice to meet you Mistress Daynah” she said looking up at her with a bright smile. As she moved and hugged her then pulled back to Floria that was something normal she always hugged people it was just something she did.
Her old master though of her as a little kid she guessed that she would always be a kid at heart no matter if she was a slave or a master. She just loved to be happy and enjoy life as it was the last day she was going to live. “Why did you pick me as a slave? Mistress Daynah” she asked she never did have a mistress before she didn’t know what she was going to be able to do. It was kind of weird did it mean she would be having sex with her she hope not because she really didn’t like girls in that kind of way. Her mistress was pretty but she didn’t like girls.
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Post by daynah sophia rielly on Jan 13, 2010 8:00:48 GMT -5
WEARING TODAY:outfit
Music to muse by:When I grow Up - Pussycat dolls
Daynah was trying really hard not to be her usual hard ass self but it was trying. Everything about the girl screamed at her. She wanted nothing more than to strip the clothes from her and burn them, they simply offended her very eyes. Much too bright and vulgar. The girl herself seemed so bubbly and enthusiastic another thing that Daynah was not used to. She was a sedate person most of the time, the only time she did allow for any excitement was when she was being her usual powerful masterful self in the sack. The girl hugged her and Daynah actually put her hands around the girl too but it was more due to temptation on her part. Her hands lingering a little longer than necessary on the girls tiny waist as she sat back again, looking her up and down.
Once upon a time she would have had no qualms of teasing and tasting the juicy morsel before her, now.. well, quite frankly the girl owed Justin a lot. Her question seemed a tad strange and Daynah frowned at her.
"Ok honey, let's start this the way we mean to go on. I am not your friend, yet. I'm sure given time we could ... get close to that but we'll see. I am your mistress, you do as I say and when I say it. If I get my kicks from exploiting your cute ass then tough, it's mine to exploit."
she took the girls chin in her fingers looking at her delicate adorable face up close and personal.
"I picked you because you were the least tempting slave in the pile, you're lucky you're in those clothes today though because you're more tempting in person than you have a right to be. So for your own sake and mine, don't hug me like that again. I won't be held responcible for what I would do", releasing her chin she trailed the tip of her thumb across the girls mouth, looking at the glossed lips perhaps too long. Letting the girl know exactly what she meant. Daynah was flesh and bone for crying out loud and could not be responcible if some young flighty thing kept throwing herself at her.
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Post by floria aide meages on Jan 13, 2010 8:21:38 GMT -5
Ok so Floria was not thinking that was going to come she kind of just nodded her head lightly. She seemed like her mistress didn’t even really like her nor cared for her she just wanted someone that was not going to tempted her so what did that mean for Floria was she stuck with her for now on until she was put back on the market. She moved and placed her hands in the pockets of her hoodie she kind of wanted to go home now or not be around. She knew that her mistress was nothing like her master which meant that she was really never going to become friend with her.
She nodded her head lightly her mistress hand on her but her eyes just moved down to the ground. She unterstood no hugs for her and no fun, Floria could ee that this girl was kind of a female dog which most people would say she didn’t really used those words her parents didn’t like her to used them but she couldn’t help but say them. Floria was only here because her mistress didn’t really think she would be cute or anything. “I understand Mistress Daynah” she said in a soft voice. Daynah had hurt her feeling and now she felt like a sad she wanted to go meet someone knew or have Daynag say she was joking and her mistress was some where else.
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Post by daynah sophia rielly on Jan 13, 2010 8:48:55 GMT -5
WEARING TODAY:outfit
Music to muse by:When I grow Up - Pussycat dolls
Daynah was trying she really was, the whole point she had chosen Floria had mainly relied on a rather bad photograph. That much was damn clear now as her hand rested over the back of the park bench, aching to play with the girls hair. The look on her slaves face said a thousand things and all indicated one thing, she was upset. Rolling her eyes she wondered just what in the world she had said to offend the girl, she was after all her mistress and could say what she damn well liked. It riled her to think she even gave a damn, this was another fall out of Justin's influence on her life. It would take time to get used to of course, if she didn't go insane in the mean time. Trying to disparage a lifetime's worth of self absorption and decadence was not easy. Trying to stay faithful to one man, her slave was going to be impossible. That would take time. She was an addict for crying out loud, loving the touch of female skin, adoring the feel of a hard cock between her legs.
Her fingers reached out then playing absently with the girls long raven locks shining in the half light.
"I chose you because..." she routed around in her pocket for the picture and tossed it to Floria as soon as she had removed it. The picture was horrendous, it looked as if it was out of focus completely, "I didn't want any fresh temptations in my life. Do you realize how damn tempting you are to me right now?"
she didn't wait for an answer as her fingers curled into the girls hair, a knowing all too familiar predatory feeling forming between her legs.
"You're like fish bait and I am a very hungry shark. I will try to behave myself around you but.. " her fingers released her hair, Daynah's eyes travelled down the length of the girls body stopping at her breasts before travelling on to the hidden region between her legs. She took her time before bringing her gaze back to Floria's face, her fingers gently stroked her cheek.
"I can't make any promises. That's the best I can do for now."
Daynah wanted to applaud herself for showing so much restraint, though she seriously wasn't doing her self any favors at all by touching the girls face so tenderly. Moving her hand away she turned to look out across the pond, crossing her legs at the knee and resting both arms over the back of the bench.
"Now Floria, tell me about you. Everything about you. Right down to the color panties you're wearing, don't leave anything out" her caramel eyes glanced sideways at the girl waiting for her answer.
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Post by floria aide meages on Jan 13, 2010 9:20:35 GMT -5
Floria looked at Daynah as she started speaking she saw the picture and picked it up this looked nothing like her she was really young she was sure that her parents had took this own. That when she hated to have her picture taken she really didn’t look like totally different person but she was even more shocked when she heard what he mistress was saying so she did like girls that was not good. She felt her hand going through her hair and placed the picture back down on the bench lightly since there were a bit of space inbetween them. She hoped that the space there would stay that way.
Her mistress asked her to talk about herself she was hoping that the color of her panties was a joke. Floria turned and looked at her “I’m a freshman in high school, fifteen years old, straight only had one master before you” she said looking at her not really sure what else she was suppose to say “People say I’m a little girl how I act and look like” she said thinking there really wasn’t much she could say about herself she didn’t know what she was suppose to say but she did want to added that she was straight and did not like girls.
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Post by daynah sophia rielly on Jan 13, 2010 9:55:28 GMT -5
WEARING TODAY:outfit
Music to muse by:When I grow Up - Pussycat dolls
She could not help but laugh as one of the first things the girl said was to state she was straight. Glancing over at her and then to the picture she had placed between them Daynah merely pushed the picture away. She would give the girl a break but only a small one. Damn but when she had first had Aceline as her slave the girl had only been 13 and she hadn't known any man or woman at that point. Now the girl craved Daynah's touch whenever she saw her. Moving on the seat becoming a tad excited at the memory of Ace, she took a deep steadying breath.
"Fifteen years old and one master. I got all that from your file. What type of music do you like? What color do you prefer? Why do you like to wear clothes like that? Are you a horror genre fan or chic flicks? Are you a daddy's girl or best friends with your mom?" smiling now as she turned to look at the girl, a little devil on her shoulder telling her to push the boundaries as in her usual way, Daynah licked her lips, "you can either tell me what color you're wearing or I can look for myself. The choice is yours. Do you want to have your pants pulled down here and have me touch you?"
She knew the answer to that one and seriously had no intention of touching the girl but teasing her was just too much fun.
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Post by floria aide meages on Jan 13, 2010 10:18:11 GMT -5
She nodded her head lightly “I like all different kinds of music I don’t really have one kind of gene that I like more though I am not a big fan when it comes to rap music” she said looking at her as she moved the picture away. Her mistress was kind of different and in a way she kind of scared her but did not show it on her face as best as she could from hiding the emotion. “I like all different color and I like this outsit it the most colorful one I have well I do have colorful one but this one seemed like the best one to wear. You don’t like my outfit Mistress Daynah” she said a small pout on her face she really did like this outfit.
“I don’t like being scared so chic flick and a daddy girl” she said look at her and then around at the other people in the park. Floria eyes widen a bit when Daynah said she would check out for herself. She though that she was kidding about the whole thing and now she was really serious “You can be serious?” she said looking at her mistress.
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Post by daynah sophia rielly on Jan 13, 2010 11:36:49 GMT -5
Daynah rooted around in her bag as Floria seemed to finally open uup a little more. Taking out two apples she passed one to her slave while turning herself around on the bench and lifting her legs up between them, her free hand curling around her legs. Biting into her apple she listened to every word uttered, nodding her head at the rapping part. She wasn’t exactly a big fan of it herself.
“See there you go we have something in common” she grinned chewing her apple and waving as a few girls across the park called out to her. Next to come out of her bag was her mobile, a hasty text message sent off and another look across to where the three girls were walking. They all glanced at one particular phone and consequently all looked disappointed. Her own phone beeped through a message and she laughed as she read it and sent off another reply.
“My friends want to know if they can do you after me. I’ve told them not a chance. You’re all mine. So see Floria you must be hot, I know I certainly think so. But yeah… that tracksuit has to go and the color scheme you wear so as to get toned down. Not so loud huh?” she was trying to be nice here. It was killing her for crying out loud but she was still trying.
So she was a daddy’s girl and a chick flicker, they could work with that surely. Daynah herself was the ultimate daddy’s girl. She adored her father and he was so far the only man who was able to get her to behave properly, of course it usually cost him with a new car or a trip abroad or new clothes. Justin so far had been the only one to come close to getting her to behave a bit better. But so far they had been inseparable well unless you count the few days he had to take a trip with his college mates leaving her all alone with Will. Her lips were very much still sealed on that one.
“Floria honey there is one thing you should know about me, unless I state that I am joking then take my word for it I am serious. Deadly serious. So do I have to repeat myself a third time? Is it so hard to say a color. Mine are cream. See that wasn’t so hard was it?” she viewed the girl taking another munch on her apple. Almost willing the girl to tempt her, push her so she could say afterwards she had been merely asserting her influence as a mistress.
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Post by floria aide meages on Jan 15, 2010 3:43:50 GMT -5
As her mistress took out two apples Floria took it in her little hands and took a small bite out of the apple she looked at her mistress as Floria figured out the girls across the park were texting her. Though she kind of wondered what it was she was laughing was it something about her. She moved and took another bite on the apple. She was not a bit fan of apples but it was good to have one once and while. Floria nodded her head lightly when she heard that they had something in common but she could see that there clothes was not something that they did have in common.
When she heard that her friend wanted to do her, Floria eyes went widen she looked at her mistress “But I don’t like girls like that” she said looking up at her and as placed the apple in her hands. She moved her hands on her lap and nodded her head lightly about her out. “No so much color” she said looking back up at her mistress she could so that made the orange pants was something she did not like even know Floria did like this kind of oufit it was when she just didn’t feel like doing much.
Floria nodded her head lightly as she listen to her mistress she just didn’t understand why she needed to know them. It seemed kind of pointless but she wasn’t going to keeping fighting her about it. “There light green” she said looking up at her and then down at the apple.
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Post by daynah sophia rielly on Jan 15, 2010 5:42:47 GMT -5
Finishing her apple in a few bites she tossed it in the trash can beside the bench then turning smiled at Floria before standing up.
"Now that wasn't so bad now was it?" she grinned, "come on it looks like my work is cut out for me here".
She took Floria by the hand and pulled her up from the seat gently enough then linking her arm with hers as she would any good friend she walked them towards the park entrance. The day was nice enough and it seemed a shame that they would have to go in doors now but she seriously couldn't let her slave walk around in next to nothing.
"Have you any sisters or brothers Floria?" she smiled trying to draw any conversation at all out of her. They neared the car park and removing her keys from her bag she pressed the button on the fob and opened it before they reached it.
"Hop in we're going shopping" releasing the girls arm she walked around to her side of her lamborghini Reventon and getting in. She waited for Floria to secure her seat belt before revving the engine, reversing from the lot and driving at neck breaking speed out of the car park. |
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Post by floria aide meages on Jan 15, 2010 6:00:25 GMT -5
She had finished half of the apple but she really couldn’t eat much more of it so she took a big bite and then thethrough it away. As she was pulled lightly by her mistress, Floria followed her. It seemed like Daynah really didn’t like her clothes at all that made her a little be worry but yet this was there really colorful thing she ever wore. She liked wearing colors bright one she liked to them it just seemed like she would have to tone it down just be bit for now on. Floria walked next to her mistress since there arms were ling together.
“I have an older brother but he is away” she said looking at her she did have an older brother but he was four years older then her with her being fifteen it really did not seem like they would ever have anything in common. He was off at college something that Floria was happy she would never have to think about that for a long while. She wasn’t even sure what she wanted to do with her life to come. As they reached the parking lot she looked at her mistress walking over to the car.
Floria could not believe this car must cost more then she could ever make she guessed now that Daynah was rich. As she moved into the car and closed the door she sat down and buckled herself in the seat her feet didn’t touched the ground she was like a little kid. “Shopping? But why?” she asked turning and looking at Daynah.
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Post by daynah sophia rielly on Jan 15, 2010 8:32:14 GMT -5
Daynah had listened to her speak about her brother but not until they were in the safe confines of the car did she ask anymore about him?
"Is he a slave as well?" it was simple curiousity, always good to get to know some aspect of your slaves lives. The car roared down the road stopping only once with little effort at a red light. As soon as the lights changed she put her foot down and they were off again. The constant need for Floria to question every little thing that Daynah wanted was becoming tedious and soon she would snap and revert to her old ways. It was only a matter of time.
"Floria, you do as I say and that's it. Stop questioning me or I will have to punish you" the girl would have to learn her place, this constant aggravation was wearing her down. Soon they were pulling up to the shopping mall and with ease and skill she slotted her beloved car into a space she had reserved for her or at least her father had reserved for her. Another gift to indulge his little girl.
Alighting from the vehicle she called to Floria to get out and follow her. She locked the car with a press of a button then taking the girl by the hand again walked into the building. It took all of ten minutes to get to the shop she wanted, granted it was not her style at all and was much closer to Floria's but at least the colors were not so blinding. There were plenty of colors to choose from in every item of clothing just not quite so garish.
Gathering about twenty pieces all roughly Floria's size she took the girl by the hand again and led her to the changing rooms. Closing the door behind her and hanging each item up on the hooks provided, Daynah sat into the plush armchair.
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Post by floria aide meages on Jan 15, 2010 9:50:34 GMT -5
She sat down in the car and looked outside the window. She shook her head lightly “I am the only slave in my family…” she said looking back at Daynah and then over at the window it was weird she knew there was no way that she could be a master because she acted like a child she could never boss someone around. Floria sat there she moved her feet around a bit she didn’t want to touch anything because she didn’t want to break anything at all. “Yes Mistress Daynah” she said looking back at her that was one thing that she did not want to happened to her she didn’t want to be punished.
Floria really didn’t like it she didn’t know anyone that would like to be hit or anything like that. She just didn’t want to cry not now she was happy as the car parked. She moved outside of the car and then felt her mistress hand taking her. She wondered if Daynah though she was going to run away or something but she didn’t mind it in a way she felt like she was little kid going shopping with her mother. As they got into the store she saw all the different kinds of clothes but right away she knew that she was not going to be the one picking them out it was Daynah as she started to make a pile of them.
As she felt her mistress hand in hers, she moved into the dressing room but she was a little embrassed when she said change into them. She was still in the room but there was nothing much to do. She moved and took off her sweat shirt, shoes, pants and shirt one by one as she slipped on a light blue dress she turned and looked at her mistess. The color went with her eye color in a way.
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