Meeting his new Mistress [m]

[daynah sophia rielly]

She liked how he said her name in the throes of his own orgasm, she loved how he felt inside her and once again marveled that she had allowed it at all. He had been the very first male slave she had full on sex with. A hand gently stroked his face as their bodies slowed their rhythm, their juices mingled together as he stayed inside of her. She knew he was still hard, could almost feel him begin to move against her again. The slightest of moans escaped her and she kissed him tenderly. Her tongue parting his lips effortlessly and plunging in to his depths, swirling and teasing his tongue. Caressing and tantalizing his mouth.

Her own body began to move again as well and she sighed with the greatest amount of self control, using her hands to steady herself she lay them on his shoulders and lifted herself from him.
Without being abashed at all, she went to the sink and cleaned herself and only when thoroughly happy with her condition did she walk over and pick up her under wear again.
"We can't stay in here all night long. I want to show you off and then I want to take you home" he looked like one of Michaelangelo's statues sitting there in all his naked splendor and she had to seriously control herself so that she wouldn't get too close again.

Slipping her panties back on she tossed him her bra.
"Dress me Justin?" she had such a mischevious smile on her face as she said it and anyone who knew her well would have been astounded not to hear any trace of an order in her voice. She was asking him, hoping he would because he wanted too.

[justin morgon queen]

Loving the feel of her against him as she kissed him Justin let out a small moan as she speed up a little again before getting off him he watched her in all her perfection enjoying the view of her marvelously shaped body as she cleaned her self up then she walked over and put her panties back on he was slightly disappointed, but he did not let it show at all as she threw her bra at him an to his surprise asked him to put it on her a smile broke out across his face showing off his pearly whites at her request " I would be happy to" he replied as he got up and walked over to her slightly lower then her to still show she was the Mistress, and he was the slave. He liked it that way, and he really liked her. She was the first girl he could actually see himself with. he liked that idea knowing it would probably never happen in this life time as he slide be hind her gently putting her arms through the straps of her bra slowly pulling it in its place and hooking it with ease her then picked up her skirt pulling it up her legs sliding his hands against her zipper her skirt in place. as he picked up her top enjoying ever sight of her he could he slipped it on her an in its place then walked in front of her picked up her heels kissing her feet as he slide them in her heels delicately. Still on his knees he ask "Should i clean up and dress for the occasion mistress or would you like to show me off as is?" he said smiling and bowing his head in respect toward her.

[daynah sophia rielly]

With the same delicacy and precision as he had sex with her he now dressed her. The slow deliberate movements were nearly enough to make her want to take him in her mouth and taste him completely, it was pure force of will that kept her standing. Kept her from reaching out to him and pulling him back to her. She had never desired anyone so much in all her life, perhaps Peyton was the only one to come close but that had been for her amusement. Another experiment on where she could go and how far. With Justin though it was different and she couldn't figure out just why yet.

She looked at him questioningly when he spoke.
"Really? You'd walk out like that because I'd order it?" once upon a time she would have tested her slave for that kind of remark and made him walk the club naked but she didn't want every other woman's eyes ogling him. Did not want strange hands stealing touches of his body. This began to bother her greatly so she walked to the sink, so she didn't want to share him was that such a big deal? Her hands began to rinse out a fresh face cloth over and over and then she was walking over to him, slowly kneeling down before him and cleansing him. Wiping the cloth between his thighs and over the toned taut skin. Gliding it over his torso before cleaning around his shaft. Her hands gentle, her breath almost kissing each area she touched. When she thought he was freshened enough she stood up slowly, tossing the cloth back to the sink and retrieving his clothes.

Bending down once more to guide his feet back into his shorts and pants, she managed to dress his lower body with painstaking slowness. It was almost torture for them both but her delicate hands refused to allow him to do any of it himself. The last button of his pants tied she gazed up at him. Completely engrossed in the task she was doing, she realized she had liked it. Had liked doing a service for him as if he were a master. Her hands touched his chest and Daynah Rielly did something else completely out of character. Stepping closer she lay her head on his chest, feeling for the first time ever that here in his embrace was where she ultimately belonged.

[justin morgon queen]

"with out hesitation Mistress for i am your slave you can do as you see fit!" he replied respectfully as he watched her walk toward the sink he was worried that he might of upset her. His eyes widened when she knelt down before hi, and cleaned him up the way he would of loved to do to her. he bit his lip breathing hard as she cleaned him not being able to speak from the surprise she gave him. After she finished cleaning him up he was gasping for enough for oxygen taking in deep breathes think that was the first time ever he was treated so well by a mistress, and he liked it a lot. As he saw her pick up his cloths he wonder what was he in store for now as she guided him up to his feet he could only watch in amazement as she dressed him fighting the urge to take her right then and there because he was a slave. his hands wanted to help but hers did not allow it. He was going crazy never has he wanted a mistress so badly that he almost acted like a master as she fastened the last button on his pants her eyes meet his as her hand laid on his chest he looked at her in a way he never he thought he would feel for a woman. Could it be i am falling for her he questioned himself as she surprised him again when she took a step forward, and laid her head against his chest. His arms acted before he could finish thinking about what to do as the wrapped around her embracing her resting his head gently on hers. He thought to himself this is what i have been looking for i always felt unsatisfied with my other owners, but i could not be happier anywhere else then right here right now with her in my arms. It felt perfect to him like he was complete now.

[daynah sophia rielly]

She could not explain what she was feeling for never having felt it before, all she knew was that it was glorious. It was beautiful, she could actually feel as if his happiness mattered to her. His arms about her enclosed her completely and it was just too damn peaceful and easy to stay in his arms but staying in them in a ladies private restroom was not how she wanted to stay.

Slowly she broke away and smiled up at him. Her smile when it was not intended to tease or sneer at someone was breathtaking. Fingers touched gently under his chin as she lifted her head to his and her lips met his with bitter sweet tenderness. She passed him the rest of his clothes helping him to put his shirt on this time before her hands smoothed down his chest. This was crazy, all her friends were out in the club and here she was locked away in the restroom making out with her slave and enjoying every moment. They would all know without a doubt that she had been up to something, the way her face glowed was proof that she had been. The way her eyes shone was another indicator.

Taking him by the hand she slid her feet back into her shoes, waiting for him to do the same before leading him to the door. Unlocking it she turned to him putting a hand up to his cheek.
"Justin... out there I have to be different" damn but she was even trying to explain herself to him this was madness. She tried to let reason come back, to stop her heart ruling her for a moment and a flash of the Daynah from before she had been touched by Justin came through.

"Come on I need a drink and I want to dance with my slave" she emphasised the word so he would know his place but as she opened the door to lead him out to the club, she knew it tore at her to do it.

[justin morgon queen]

He smiled as she smiled at him hers was breathe taking to him he wanted to always make her smile like that. then when she kissed him it felt great he enjoyed it as she helped him back in his clothes and lead him to the door knowing she has a reputation, and things were going to be different in the public eye. he felt her warm gently hand on his cheek he put his hand on hers as he rubbed against it listening to her words. he gently took her hand and kissed it "i under stand mistress" He spoke respectfully knowing his place and how it would be. "What kind of drink do you fancy Mistress, and what type of dancing would she like to do?" asking in a respectful manner like she had taught him a hard lesson in there, and he was afraid to step out of place as he bowed before her. Staying still waiting for her to order him around as he could feel the whole room stare as if the were mocking him thinking poor sap. He was thinking i am the luckiest slave alive that he could live through anything in public because she was different in private to him though he did not show it on his face he was smiling on the inside the ones who are really the poor saps are them they are not good enough to know of my mistress's and I special world where we can be ourselves around each other.

[daynah sophia rielly]

She didn't want to bring him out into the hoard of fools mingling drunkenly in the club. Being sober for once before meeting them she could almost see them for what they really were. Charlie and Kasper weren't among them of course and neither was Raven. No the girls before her were like vultures with lipstick, they eyed Justin hungrily as Daynah led him out into the club. Turning her head she smiled weakly at him as if apologetic for bringing him here at all.

A bar man passed and she ordered a glass of champagne for herself, in public she had never ordered anything for a slave. Had always let them get their own put on her tab of course but she faltered wanting desperately to order a drink for him but old habits did not die hard and she kept her mouth closed. Instead she did the next best thing and holding the bartenders arm indicated Justin behind her.
"He is ordering as well" she warned him making sure he knew to bring it along with her own no matter what it was.

The music was pulsating rapidly about the club, taking him by the hand as some of the other mistresses and a few masters ogled him speculatively Daynah brought him out to the dance floor. Her body moved slowly to the music. Her arms rising slowly, the beat was almost erotic but then again any thing at this point felt that way after the time she had spent with him. As hard as she tried she could not stay away from him and almost instantly her body found its way back to his. Dancing so close as if they were copulating there on the dance floor.

She could see people talking and looking at them and at that point she had enough. Not caring about their drinks she looked up at him.
"I want to leave, I want to go back home. You're more than welcome to stay here or you can come with me. I am giving you a choice. Think of me as a woman and not your mistress for five minutes and only answer then" her eyes looked at him as if every thing she had ever hoped or wanted rested with him, the agony of allowing him this decision was like torture but she would not have him come to her as anything now other than himself, Justin Queen a man.

[justin morgon queen]

"I will just have some water thank you" He said to the bartender hiding the smile that was trying to break across his face that she made sure to included him before he followed her out on the dance floor moving with her body to complement her moves as she danced "I want to go where ever you are i have no desire of staying here with out you Daynah!" He spoke not as a slave, but as himself for once in his life He spoke as Justin Queen who he really was. Looking at her with those blue-green eyes of his not as his Mistress but as the real woman she was, and cared for. Having took a taxi here he would have to go with her in her car. "If you like i can drive" He said a with a smile appearing across his face. Watching her like she was the only thing that mattered to him in this entire room of people. he held her hands gently in his as he spoke again "I would go anyway happily if you are there Daynah" Speaking those words so low only she could hear as he kissed the back of her hands. He knew at that moment right then, and there he was falling in love with her if not already there. thinking to himself So this must be what it is like to feel love for someone funny never saw myself feeling this feeling every, but i am happy i am feeling it, and even happier that it is her. His eyes gave away his thoughts to easily to anyone who looked in his eyes, but she was the only one who was close enough to tell.

[daynah sophia rielly]

His hands held hers and his lips touched them, the world itself could have fallen away and she wouldn't have cared. A smile spread slowly across her face and she could care less now who witnessed it.
"My car is a Lamborghini baby, she's about as hot as I am. Do you really think you can drive her?" her teasing tone noted as she took hold of one of his hands properly intertwining her fingers with his and beginning to walk out of the club. The waiter stopped them with their drinks and at first she merely looked annoyed, at any other time she would have upturned the tray and laughed uproariously at the boys discomfiture but now she thanked him, took the glass and drank from it. Downing the bubbly liquid effortlessly and winking at the waiter as she placed her glass on the tray for his efforts. Waiting until Justin had finished his own water she grinned again at him before continuing to walk out side.

The night air hit her and she shivered slightly, sidling up to him as she placed an arm about his waist. They made their way to the car park and when her beautiful new car was in sight she handed him her car keys.
"I'll direct you" she smiled again, turning to face him as they stopped at the vehicle. Her hands wound up around his neck and she stood on tip toes to plant a kiss gently on his mouth. Let the gossipers have their day because she sure as hell was.

[justin morgon queen]

"I will treat her like i treat you!" he replied with a grin wrapping his fingers in hers like she did to him when the waiter stopped him down his water as fast as she downed his drink wanting nothing more to do with this place because she was leaving. as the walked out side her felt her shiver his arm pulled her close as he put his tuxedo jacket in her "Came in handy after all" He said giggling lightly as he felt her arm around his waist. Taking the keys from her hand kissing the back of it affectionately as the neared he car he was looking at it with highly approving eyes walking her to her side of the car he unlocked, and opened the door holding out his hand to help her get in "Please do other wise who knows where we will end up!" He said his smile showing off those pearly whites. After helping her in the car, and closing the door making sure nothing would get caught before swiftly moving to the other side opening the door and entering in to the comfy seat. He started the car an sense he was use to driving one handed thanks to his body guard days he gently wrapped his hand in one of hers bringing it up to his mouth and laying kissed slowly up her arm before taking off. He listened to the directions she gave to him, and the made it to her place in no time at all. He turned off the engine hoped out of the car, and opend her door extending her hand to help her out.

[daynah sophia rielly]

Sliding into the passenger seat of her car felt really strange even more so to see Justin behind the wheel but turning her body so she could look at him was a nice change than keeping her eyes on the road. He took her hand planting kisses along the arm and she chuckled pulling it back and shaking her head slightly at him.
"That's not fair either, behave yourself until we at least get to the house" it was almost a promise as she pulled his jacket about her, his scent still strong on the fabric.

With ease and in no time at all he was pulling up outside her home, it was in darkness which meant her mother was at her latest boyfriends house and Will her other slave was so obviously not in. This was all simply perfect. She recalled the events of that day and wondered what she had done so damn good for it to turn out so well. Once out of the car she walked slowly to the door, afraid to touch him incase they never made it inside.

Her key in the lock and the door opened, she flicked on a light revealing the sumptuous interior of her home. Her family was loaded, disgustingly so. Turning to face him she closed the door and taking him by the hand led him directly up the stairs to her bedroom. She couldn't speak the entire time, she simply stole furtive glances at him. Unable to stop her mouth from lifting into the most beautiful of smiles. The door of the bedroom closed behind them and for the first time in her life she actually felt shy. Standing with her back to the wall she took a deep breath almost afraid to exhale in case he disappeared or in case she was simply dreaming him.

[justin morgon queen]

Following be hind her justin was tempted to have some contact knowing if he did the would not make it inside. once inside the house he bite his lip dreaming in what she had in store for him as she neared him to close the door be hind him then taking him by the hand, and leading him up stairs he felt his heart rate go up as the neared her room justins breathing getting heavy just thinking about it as they entered and she shut the door be hind them. watching her with his eyes wondering what will happen next as she inhaled her breathe frozen he moved in planting a desiring kiss on her the desire was to feel her again feeling her lips against his again it was better then he remembered only minutes ago. Barely being able to break from her lips he managed to get out "Shall i undress you, and carry you to the bed now Daynah" He said rolling her name off his lips loving how it felt to call her that. as his eyes searched around the room Taking in the view finally he was able to catch his breathe looking back over to the bed he bite his lip thinking what wonderful times they might share there very soon. As he turned back to look her in the eyes not sure if he wanted to have another round of sex or just cuddle her in his arms hoping she would know the answer he waited.

[daynah sophia rielly]

Her insides churned as she stood there looking at him, earlier on that day she had met up with a very old friend of hers Raven and tempted as she had been to restablish what they once had, Daynah had known she couldn't. Had it been fate stepping in knowing that the guy she was supposed to be with was only hours away? Justin came to her and kissed her, her hands instantly wound their way around his neck as she equaled the kiss again and again. Her lips felt as if they were tasting a part of heaven but she had long ago known she was a fallen angel. Was this now her last shot of something decent, something wonderful? His lips just left hers, still just about touching but not quite. He offered to undress her which was fine but it was the carrying her to bed which made her quite literally go weak at the knees. No one had ever carried her to a bed before. She had read about it, seen it in movies and countless occasions scoffed at this thinking no one actually did it in real life. Yet here was Justin offering to do it to her.

"You'd lift me?" she sounded almost incredulous, as if she couldn't believe the attention he so wanted to give her and not because he was her slave at least she fervently hoped it wasn't. A quick glance from them both to the bed and back to one another. A slight tinge of color infused her cheeks as a delicate blush spread.
"Justin, I'm not pure as the driven snow or anything. I'm not classified as being a 'good girl'. I've been with quite a few guys... and girls but none of them made me feel the way you did when you touched me. Part of me is afraid that it's just a lust thing but another part of me..." she paused lowering her face, for the first time in her life becoming painfully shy mortified now by her past deeds and transgressions and having to admit them to him, "hopes this is so much more."

Her carmel colored eyes looked into his perfect green blue orbs still trying to fathom why she was admitting any of this.
"Please ... undress me and.. take me to bed".

[justin morgon queen]

"Yes i would gladly carry you. You are the first woman I felt this way about. An i want to do this right i think i am falling in love with you Daynah." Shocked by the truthful words that just spilled from his lips he looked in to her carmel colored eyes losing himself in them. Being brought back to reality by her sweet voice as he saw her face brightly blushing. feeling his face starting to warm up as she spoke her words mad him realize they have a lot more in common then she knew he had been a horrible womanizer up till now, and he wanted to change that, for her he never felt that way before. After she said "I hope this is more." he decided to keep up this conversation. "I am not that pure either.... all i know is that your past is your past we are here, and now whether this is lust, or love we will find out in time. All I know is i am going to every moment that i have with you what ever you give me hoping that it will be enough to help how i feel about you." The truth just pouring out of him. he was shocked at him self how he just opened up like this as her eyes melted him away. "I would be happy to!" He said with a smile on his face he kissed her gently again as his hands worked up her body taking her cloths of deliberately taking their time as the striped her of her clothing laying passionate kiss at each newly exposed areas of her body finally having her completely naked in front of him. He picked her up in to his arms like carrying her as his new wife over the threshold of their first purchased home walking over to her bed gently laying her gently down in it kicking off his shoes, and socks kissing her up he body before taking her lips in his.

[daynah sophia rielly]

He became as honest as she had been with him, both obviously having checkered lives up until then. It really did seem as if they were meant to be like two wrongs had finally found their right. Going so far as to tell her that he thought he was falling in love with her. Daynah inhaled and very nearly forgot to breathe out again. He was feeling the same thing, it wasn't just her imagination. The underlying fact that he was a slave, her slave made no difference any longer. Her heart felt as if it had expanded greatly.

"I want this to be more" she whispered as his words felt like a caress over her. His kiss left her shaking this time, the rippling desire for so much more piercing through her and as with the time earlier in the rest room his hands very slowly removed every item of clothing. The air on her freshly exposed skin was as erotic as his kisses, making her feel overwhelmed once more by the sensations that torpedoed through her.

Effortlessly he picked her up, her arms went about his neck as she huddled into his embrace. Her mouth laid the tiniest of kisses against his neck. Gently she was placed down on the bed, her arms hesitated in letting him go but as soon as his socks and shoes were off he was beside her again. She kissed him once more, knowing it would never be their last. Her fingers finding each button on his shirt and deftly opening them. The tips of her fingers grazing his skin so softly as to send goosebumps along the flesh. Moving the shirt from hs shoulders she gasped audibly as if seeing him for the first time. Would he always have this effect on her? Her eyes looked as if they were brimming with love and desire, heavy with yearning and wanting as her hands removed the shirt completely and trailed lovingly down his torso. Knowing the words to tell him that she loved him were right there on her tongue, she prevented herself from saying them. Not fully understanding the reasons why. Her fingers slowly came to rest on his pants, undoing the button and zip, sliding the offensive garment over his hips as her hands on feeling his perfect tight ass could only hold it bringing herself closer. Her body beginning to rub against his. Her mouth found his once more, claiming him as her own all over again.