Friends and lust (M) Daynah

[samuel julian o’malley]

Sam was in his dorm, working on his assignment which he was extremely board he needed some excitement. Sam had remembered a chick he had met at crush the other day. Looking through his mobile Sam found Daynah's number, he texted her asking if he could come over her place. Sam was pleased with the quick reply he grinned as he looked at his mobile at the text he received from Daynah. Standing up Sam grabbed his keys to his bike. His baby was a black Kawasaki Ninja Bike, god he had so much fun with the bike. Walking out of his dorm Sam nodded to a few people that he knew and continued to head towards his bike.

Climbing on Sam turned on the engine on his bike, hearing the roar from his bike as it sprang to life. Sam backed out of the car park and placed his helmet on though sometimes he didn't put the helmet on. Today he wanted no cops to pull him over since he wanted to get to Daynah's place as fast as he could. Sending another reply to Daynah that he was on his way he rode down the road which would lead him to downtown. Reaching downtown wasn't a problem for Sam he turned the corner which would take up to uptown and to Daynah's place

Sam remembered his very first meeting with the girl. Crush had always been his hangout and he was glad that he had met Daynah there. Pulling into Daynah's driveway, Sam turned the engine off and too k his helmet of as well. Sam knocked on the door a few times and waited for Daynah to open it.

[daynah sophia rielly]

The house was empty when she returned from rifle practice, she usually could care less of course but today it annoyed her. There was no sign of Justin again, college seemed to be taking up an awful lot of his time and Floria was keeping her friggin' distance again incase she had to be punished. The thought made Day laugh as she locked her rifle away in the cabinet in the drawing room.

Kicking off her shoes, she unclipped her hair and let if fall about her shoulders as she walked up the stairs, bag over her shoulder. Will had already told her that he would be home late, an assignment for history was due and considering he was also doing her own one she hadn't minded in the least. Obviously her mother was off still with the latest boyfriend so Daynah walked into her room and blared some music. Kasabian's Fire blared about the house as she pulled her clothes off and took a shower.

When she got out she heard the distinct bleeping of her mobile. She couldn't help but reply instantly to Samuel telling him to get right on over. She decided as she threw her phone to the bed that getting dressed would have to be an exercise in absolute devilment. She wanted something that didn't give too much away but that could be removed with the least amount of effort.

Choosing a deep pink thong and a pale pink off the shoulder dress that wrapped at her waist, one tug of the small bow and it was open, she picked up her phone and headed downstairs when another text came through. She smiled, glad that Sam was eager at least. Remembering the night she met him made goosebumps burst out over her skin. The guy was hot and tempted as she was to have had her way with him that night, she had stuck to teasing and flirting with him. She loved having masters as friends but loved them even better as fuck buddies and with him coming over at this hour to her empty house, that was exactly what she planned on making him.

Pouring herself a southern comfort she lounged on the huge sofa in the living room watching some daft movie or other on the huge plasma screen while she waited. With the sound now from the television and the music still blaring upstairs she knew the neighbours would have a field day so switched off the tv to head upstairs and turn the volume down a notch when she heard distinct knocking on the door. With a smile she answered it.
"Sam O'Malley, looking as hot as ever" she reached over and kissed him on either cheek, the fact that she was not wearing a bra quite evident. Holding the door open for him to step in, she closed it slowly behind them as if in no rush what so ever.

"So what brings you out this way? you seriously wanted to visit little old me or just killing time?" she was fishing of course, no one came to her house to kill time. No-one. Enjoy it, every single second that passed perhaps but certainly not to kill it.

[samuel julian o’malley]

Sam turned away from the door as he waited for Daynah to open it. Sam hadn’t bought any slaves this year though he guessed that most of the slaves had herd about Sam O’Malley one of the cruelest masters out there but that was only to slaves. Sam was a romantic as well he loved sex and wanted it all the time didn’t matter if the girl was a mistress or slave Sam would try his luck to get into the girls pants today he hopped that he would get into Daynah’s pants. Yawning he really should start getting some proper sleep those long nights studying began to have effect on Sam but he knew that he had a couple more years of it yet before he could venture out looking for work,

Still then Sam would still be a master and have slaves do to what he commanded he had to buy slaves first. Remembering the first time he met Daynah she was so eager to flirt and tease him but he didn’t go that far with her and he had to find other means that night though he found another slave, he practically had to force himself onto the girl. Sam was eager to meet Daynah again and was lucky enough to get her number.

Sam herd the door open and Daynah standing there in a nice looking pale pink off the shoulder dress. Sam smiled as he looked up and down Daynah. “Daynah looking gorgeous as ever in that dress of yours.” Sam smiled as he returned the kiss. Sam walked into her place, it was the first time he had seen her house. “Wanted to pay you a visit.” Sam replied to Daynah giving her a wink.

[daynah sophia rielly]

Daynah watched him almost hungrily as he entered, her eyes riveted to the tight ass as he walked past her into the house. Thrilled at his words of course not showing an ounce of it, she walked into the sitting room again and straight to the drinks cabinet. Bending over so her own pert derriere was prominent for his eyes to feast upon, Daynah scanned the bottles looking for something suitable. The cabinet had a built in mini fridge which she also opened, retrieving a bottle of champagne she took out two flutes as well. Turning around to kick the door shut with her bare foot. Then padding back to the sumptuous sofa she smiled at him.
The bottle was no effort at all to open, cracking open bottles of champagne was something she practically did out of the womb. She filled the two glasses and passed him one.

Sitting back in the sofa she curled her legs up behind her, lifting her glass up to clink against his.
"Here's to friendly visits then" she smiled, her gaze drifting to her lips almost instantly. Drinking from her own glass, she knocked it back in record time. A long slender hand wound across
the back of the sofa across his shoulders, her fingers began playing gently with his hair. Curling it between her fingers.

"So have you any news? How's college?" she really could careless about college or whether he had any news, she was dying to have his hands on her already. To have his mouth kiss her but she wasn't some floozy to just come brazenly out and say this.

[samuel julian o’malley]

Sam wanted nothing more than to rip Daynah out of her cloths and bang her brains out all afternoon and night long but the girl was all flirting and teasing him. Sam was trying really he was though he wondered if Daynah wanted sex from him today well there was only one way to find out. Sam followed Daynah into the sitting room and looked around, she really had a amazing home it was like his one but he didn’t live at home. Sam lived at the dorm so he could study and perform better at college, his sisters still lived at home though to keep their parents company and all that. Sam watched Daynah take out the bottle of champagne. Sam wasn’t really a champagne drinker but if it meant to get Daynah on his good side then he would drink the stuff.

Sam listened to Daynah as she spoke he laughed at her comments. “Well today I bought a college slave. Twenty three years old she’ll be good fun, haven’t met her yet I’ll do that in the morning have something special planned for her.” Sam explained to Daynah. Sam walked over to the sofa and sat next to Daynah. Sam accepted the glass from Daynah and took a bit. Sam was surprised he didn’t mind the taste of it. “What kind of champagne is this?” Sam asked wanting to know for future references. “College is well college. Got tow more years left and I graduate. How’s high school treating you? You’re slaves keeping in line?” Sam asked Daynah he knew that she was a mistress because she had told him on the very first night he met her at crush.

[daynah sophia rielly]

Daynah watched as he seemed reluctant to drink his champagne knowing that even the most boring of pallets enjoyed a decent champagne and the Rielly's only ever got in the best."It's Brut" expensive and great much like herself, she placed her glass down on the table as he spoke about college or in her view very little about college. This delighted her no end, for she was certain now that this was not just a social call but a 'I got a scratch that needs itching' type of house call.
As he asked her about school she took his now empty glass and placed it alongside her own on the table. She stood up and faced him, before smiling serenely as she moved closer and straddled him. Sitting on his lap she ran a hand through his hair.
"School is fine and my slaves know better than to not keep in line" moving herself so her clad pussy was touching his equally clad crotch she rubbed herself slowly against him. A knowing smile playing on her perfect glossed lips. Holding the tie of the dress up to him she winked.

"Would you like to open this up?" her voice was all teasing though she wasn't really one herself. She hated playing games with masters. Had wanted for some time now to fuck Sam but it had been her stupid self trying to be true to whatever feelings she had convinced herself she had for Justin. Knowing she was being unfair now because she did care about him, did probably love him in fact but she couldn't equate why that should stop her from having fun.

[samuel julian o’malley]

Sam took a few more sips from his drink he started to like the champagne, he made a mental note to remember the name of the champagne in the future. Sam looked around the place, he liked Daynah’s home very much but it wasn’t the only thing he liked inside the home. Sam’s place was big as well but he stayed in his dorm. Studying for Aerospace Engineering he needed the space and quiet though sometimes he didn’t get quiet since his roommate was normally around who was studying law he was master which was good, same would have shot someone if they put him in a room with a slave god they were so lucky that they didn’t put Sam in a room with a slave he wouldn’t know what to do but the shotgun idea was a sound plan.

Sam watched Daynah as she stood up and sat on his lap he smiled and was happy that she wanted the same thing that he wanted, though he hopped that this wasn’t some flirt or tease that she had done in the pass well the only time she did that was at crush when they first met. “I bet they do.” Sam replied to Daynah had had herd some rumors about Daynah from other people at the college after he had met her and some of the rumors he liked very much. “Would you like me to bring her over? I herd from a little birdie that you like girls as well as boys. I could bring her around, have lunch with you and you could help me train her. Do you have a female slave you need to train?” Sam asked as he gave Daynah an idea on next time. Sam held onto Daynah’s arse as she grinded his crotch buy her pussy. “I believe we can take this off now.” Sam said as he pulled Daynah’s dress off.

[daynah sophia rielly]

Daynah laughed heartily thoroughly enjoying herself as he spoke about bringing his slave over.
"Sure which one needs most training up. Always happy to oblige there" she winked at him. It was no secret Daynah had trained up plenty of slave girls, had enjoyed preparing them for future masters. Had most especially delighted in having her wicked way with them, practicing on them techniques she wanted to fine tune for any guy she was with later. That being said she also just thought many of the slave girls she had chosen through out the years too hot to not want to touch.
"My own slave girl hates a bit of girl on girl so it might be fun to have you around actually."

He took the tie she held up to him and pulled it so her dress opened easily, removing it to reveal her barely there thong and her sleek body. Her breasts were perfect, as she cupped both of them in her hands pushing them together and upwards. Licking the ridge of curve with her tongue as she looked at him. The dress fell away to the floor as her own hands moved from her body to begin undoing his own top. Her eyes never leaving his she smiled at him.
"I think I've wanted to do this for quite some time now" she winked, enjoying his hands on her ass as he moved her against him.

She could feel him hardening beneath her, feel the length of it elongating as it grew. Damn but he felt great beneath her. Once his top was opened she gathered it by the hem and pulled it up and off of him. Whistling appreciatively at his naked torso. Running her hands along his chest as she lowered her face to his. Her mouth touched his, tender at first but she had never been known for tenderness except with Justin and anything she did or felt for him was kept firmly behind doors as if he were a dirty little secret.
Her tongue dove in, exploring and tasting his own mouth as her body continued to move against him.

[samuel julian o’malley]

Sam smiled as Daynah accepted his offer. Erica and Audrey would need training up Russia he would train himself so it came to Erica and Audrey, thinking Sam had decided on Erica he would happily train Audrey on his own. “Erica Dallas just bought her a few days ago rusty on the edges but can turn out to be quiet the slave girl.” Sam replied to Daynah. “Well then we could always force them to have some girl on girl action.” Sam added in. “It’s settled then what day would you like to do this?” Sam asked Daynah as he wanted for that day to happen it would be so much fun to see both slaves being trained by Sam and Daynah that would be heaven for Sam.

Sam looked down at Daynah’s body she was a goddess, her perfect breasts were sticking out for him to play and toy with. Sam probably knew that many people had sex with Daynah though it didn’t matter to him since he had sex with many people before as well. “Well I’ve wanted this from the moment that we both met though you’ve teased and flirted with me like hell, had to go release myself on a sixteen year old after that night at crush. Though Audrey is sixteen.” Sam replied to Daynah with a smile on his face. Sam pulled his shirt of he looked back to Daynah. “Mind helping me out of my jeans?” Sam asked her knowing that she would rip his jeans and belt of him.

[justin morgon queen]

Justin walked from his friends car to Danyah's house happy that he made it home early from the trip his buddy's dragged him on. He would of mush rather of been with her than away from her he could barely contain his self with the house in site he ran toward the door sneaking in, and closing the door quitely so he would not be heard he heard her voice, and headed to the room. He opened the doors "Surprise Day....... " stopping noticing another man there with her goddess like body in the full nude. "oh sorry Mistress I should of knocked i did not know you had company over. I will leave you two alone" He voice was shaky as his head was tilted so his eye could not be seen a single tear was clear to both of them before he turn around slowly walking out of the room putting done the bottle of her favorite wine inside the room on the chair for them throw the not in the he had on it toward the trash can it landed on the floor close to her feet instead reading. To Daynah my love i missed you so much while i was gone only your text messages got me there those days apart from you. So to toast to seeing you again my love lets celebrate being reunited With all the love a man can posses for a woman Justin. He closed the door behind him before he started to move forward toward the door, he opened it and started running trying to out run the pain from the giant hole in his chest. The pain so hard to bare that he tripped, and landed on the ground tears streaming down, his face as he sat up not being able to see what was in front of him he decided to stay there. He knew he had no right to say anything she had the right to do what she wanted she was the mistress. That only made the pain worse he was holding his chest feeling like her was going to have a heart attack, or something it was so bad he was having trouble breathing.

[daynah sophia rielly]

Daynah laughed at Sam's suggestion for how they should train up their slaves. She was never adverse to some girl on girl, the feel of a girls body being infinitely smoother and softer than a boys was always a turn on. The taste so uniquely different, it was after all universal knowledge that girls took care of themselves better than their male counterparts.

Finally his shirt was off and she trailed her hands across his delicious looking torso.
"I did not tease you Sam" she winked, her fingers pinching on his nipples before they slid down to his jeans and began undoing the belt.
"but I will unless you get those off you ..."the words stopped short as another filled the air. Daynah turned her head in slow motion to see Justin there. He continued to speak apologizing for his intrusion though she could see from his face and hear it in his voice that he was devastated by what he had walked in on. He left the room and Daynah moved as swiftly as she could from Sam's lap as if she would go after him, beg him to forgive her but as much as she wanted too the mistress in her made her stop. He was still a slave, her slave and he would have to get used to the fact that every need she had would not always be met by him. Her heart raged inside her, disgusted at her own callous attitude. It was breaking for what she had done to him, for what she had witnessed on his face because of her. Yet she could not go after him, to do so would set all gossipers wagging their tongues for a millenia. Instead she took a deep breath and turned to look down at Sam still sitting on the sofa.
"So where were we?"

[justin morgon queen]

Fighting his emotions as best her could not wanting to look back knowing he only made it to the first two steps outside the front door. He wiped all the tears away forcing himself to stop crying. Trying to quite the aching pain in his heart. It felt like it was slowly being torn to pieces each one more painful then the last. he thought to himself that he had no right to feel this way, and no right to be acting this way either, but he could not control his feelings the pain inside him was boiling up. It was over whelming him forcing him self not to cry his head looked back at the door. Seeing daynah turn back, around toward Sam he felt an enormous pain inside him grow faster , and hurting even more. His breathing got heavy rapidly, felling like he was losing air his body shaking from this pain he never experienced before. This was worse then any beaten he had in his whole life it tore him a part eating away at him. He fought with his body trying to calm it down to where he could get up or do something. Knowing it was a hard battle clenching his hands together as he bit his lip he felt the pain increase more, and more inside him taking over him. he felt like he was going to explode. He leaned his head back, and let out a scream. "Daynah................................." was all he could manage to say his voice sounded like he was in a lot of pain. Like he was watching her die in his arms. It echoed outside the neighbors across the street yelling "shut up" as his voice carried the pain he was feeling for some distance. He did not want to look back he could not bare to he knew if the neighbors could hear him then she definitely could her that scream.

[samuel julian o’malley]

Sam was having fun, he was enjoying himself right now with Daynah. Sam herd her comment about not teasing him, he knew that she did not have to tease him but she did it so well. Sam felt her fingers pinching his nipples. It felt nice with her hands he smiled at her when she said about taking his jeans off. Sam however soon her the voice of someone else, it didn’t register to Sam right away but suddenly he looked from Daynah to this new guy and came to the conclusion that this guy must be one of the slaves that Daynah had bought. Sam glared back at the guy he wanted nothing more than for the guy to leave so he could have his way with Daynah then Sam would be on his way. Sam watched as the guy vanished as quickly as he came he suspected that the dude didn’t like his mistress having her way with a total stranger but Sam couldn’t give a fuck about that the guy was a slave. Sam watched as Daynah moved swiftly as she sat on his lap things were starting to get interesting right here and now which was good. “I believe you were going to take my jeans of now.” Sam replied to Daynah with a wink. Sam held onto Daynah he lowered his hands to they would be just above her arse he leaned in further and kissed Daynah softly.