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Post by russia 'goldie' phoenix on Jan 27, 2010 8:19:38 GMT -5
Friday afternoon as if she had nothing else better to do, Russia otherwise known as Goldie for her delectable golden toned skin and a body worth any amount of gold bullion, banged her head on the fender of the '96 Mitsubishi Eclipse as she pulled herself out to answer her phone. Typical that it headed straight into voice mail before she even reached it. Rubbing her head she slid out from under the car properly wiping dirty hands across her shirt front so she could pick up her phone.
She sighed listening to the message that was left then looked at her watch. The message had been from her new master and he wanted to see her pronto apparently other messages had been sent prior to that one. Goldie swore loudly again walking around to the side of the car reaching in and turning down the jacked up stereo system. The music had been blaringly loud so she had missed everything. Another glance told her he had text through two other messages about half an hour ago. She kicked her beloved car swearing loudly once more.
Pushing the phone down into her back pocket she locked the car and unhooked the keys to her 2006 Kawasaki ZX-14, all gifts from a father who could careless she existed. Not bothering with a helmet she climbed onto the beast and roared out of her garage and in the direction of the college. She was not normally late for a first meeting with a master and usually better presented but it couldn't be helped this time. Goldie did not want to be late and every second counted.
With a roar of the engine and screech of her tyres she rode into the parking lot, causing a few holier than thou rich kids to jump aside. She laughed as she slid off the bike and after asking for directions to the boys dorm went to find her new master Samuel O'Malley. Dorm 2 loomed in front of her and with a steady hand she knocked on the door. Leaning one arm on the door jam and another hooked into her waistband she waited for him to answer.
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Post by samuel julian o’malley on Jan 27, 2010 8:59:26 GMT -5
Sam was just watching the seconds click away so he could finish for the weekend, he now had slaves and wanted to get down and party. Well he wanted to do more than just party with the slaves he had already met up with Erica a few days ago but now it was Russia’s turn. Sam had given the girl a few extra days so she could settle down to the idea that she had a master now. Reading Russia’s profile was a good read indeed. Sam had deiced that this girl would be so much fun if she was obedient of course. Sam looked up as the teacher let them go, Sam was over the moon he could now start his weekend.
Sam sent a quick text to Russia saying the she should meet him in his dorm. Sam walked over to the café to get a quick bite to eat, he missed on lunch because he had to study for a test that was coming up but now he was hungry for food. Walking into the café he got in line. Ordering himself a egg sandwich and a hotdog, Sam sat at the table. It didn’t take him long to eat everything that he had bought he didn’t realize how hungry he was before. Now satisfied Sam stood up and began walking over to his dorm to see if Russia had arrived he had told her that he was going to the café first before going to his dorm.
Approaching his dorm Sam saw no one waiting outside his dorm which made his a little bit angry. Texting the girl again Sam decided to wait in his dorm for the girl to arrive. Thirty minuets had passed until he herd a knock on his door. Sam opened to see Russia standing before him. Sam just looked at her cloths. “Wow.” Sam said she had latterly taken his breath away. Sam took the chance to have a good look at the girl that was standing before him, she was smoking hot. “Well you must be Russia. Though you like the name Goldie?” Sam asked. “Come in and close the door behind you.” Sam ordered.
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Post by russia 'goldie' phoenix on Jan 27, 2010 9:23:48 GMT -5
She wondered how long she would be left to prop the door up for when it opened and standing before her was not any guy she had expected. Her eyes blazed up and down the length of him. Glad now that she had oil and grease on her to cover up the obvious tinges of crimson that stained her cheeks. He was hot, so hot she could melt on him. "And you must be Samuel, Sam?" she wasn't sure what he liked to be called, moving her arm from the door frame and walking into the dorm.
Goldie glanced over her shoulder at him as he closed the door, pinching her face up in an appreciative smile as she checked out his rear. Definitely hot. She was no fool and knew exactly how the whole master, slave deal worked. Alot liked to get their kicks on the first day and wondered if Sam was the exact same. Shifting her dog tags, once her uncles who had been killed in Iraq Goldie reached down and pulled the filthy ti-shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. Her body was glistening with beads of sweat as she turned to look at him. Rock hard abs from hours of extreme sports and extreme exercise, a chest filling a sports bra perfectly while the rim of a pair of boys boxers peeked from the low waistband of her chino's.
"I usually look better than this when I go for a meet and greet but didn't want to be late" she winked at him walking to another door. "Bathroom?" she indicated the door with her thumb but not waiting for an answer she bumped it with her hip and walked in peeling off her bra as she did so.
Her boots were kicked to the ground, leaning against the small bathroom wall she peeled off her socks then began undoing her pants. Looking up she saw him standing in the doorway. "I'd rather you see me some bit clean, unless you rather I stay dirty?"
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Post by samuel julian o’malley on Jan 28, 2010 7:56:22 GMT -5
Sam was kind of stunned to she how hot his new slave was he just nodded in reply to what she had asked about his name. “Yeah but you can call me Sam or master.” Sam replied to Russia. Sam walked over towards the door and closed it his roommate wouldn’t be back till Monday something about visiting the folks in town he didn’t catch all of it but he did remember him saying that it would be late Monday that he would be back to the dorm since his roommate had classes and all just like everyone else had. Sam watched on as Russia pulled her t-shirt off her body, ok this girl was good. “Girl I’m telling you now right now you’re hot even if you’re covered in dirt and sweat.” Sam explained to Russia as he smiled back at her.
“Yeah that’s the bathroom.” Sam said. Sam just watched as the girl kicked of her boots and unzipped her pants. “Actually I need a shower too.” Sam replied to her with a wink. Sam pulled his shirt of, then his shoes and socks. Sam discarded his clothing on the floor without thinking twice of where each piece of clothing landed. Walking up to Russia he placed his hand inside hers and pulled her into the bathroom. Once inside he pulled of her pants, he pulled down his own boxer shorts so that he was standing before Russia completely naked. Sam walked over to the shower and turned the taps on making the water temperature perfect.
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Post by russia 'goldie' phoenix on Jan 28, 2010 8:48:11 GMT -5
Removing her top and bra had been no big deal for her, Goldie wanted a shower and she would bloody well have one. A laugh escaped her as he suggested she call him by Sam or master, if there was one thing she was not going to do and that was refer to him or anyone for that matter as master. She was a free spirit, granted a slave but not one of her so called 'masters' had managed to break her. Had been unable, too strong willed and with no fear at all it was a heady combination and when she could do what she did to them, very few complained about what she chose to call them.
Sam began undressing himself moving closer to her and taking her by the hand letting her know that he was in need of a shower himself. His body was really hot, toned up nicely but Goldie saw hot bodies every day on the various circuits she played on. Whether it was the biker boys at the motorcross, surfers or the hundreds of other mad cap things she involved herself in. A body had to be in perfect shape for the rigors they put them through.
The water turned on she stepped inside ahead of him after he had finished taking her own clothes off. Running her hands through her hair, slicking it well back as the water ran over her she turned to face him. The water gushing over her shoulders down past her breasts. Her nipples hardening at the contact. Moving a step closer to him once he had finally joined her inside, she grinned. Their bodies weren't exactly touching though her erect nipples all but grazed his chest. Running her hands back along her hair again, tongue very much in cheek. "So...Sam did you really want a wash or had you other things in mind?"
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Post by samuel julian o’malley on Jan 29, 2010 2:09:26 GMT -5
Sam liked this slave very much it would seem that the girl was making herself at home he was so going to have fun with this girl. Sam knew that the girl was probably just wanting to take a shower but that wasn’t going to be a problem for Sam he can share. Sam had read many times on Russia’s profile that the girl was a free spirit person which could mean anything in this world though at the time he didn’t give it any thought until today when he met her of course. Sam looked around the bathroom it was really good that his roommate wouldn’t be back in the dorm for days. Sam watched as Russia entered the shower he smiled at her comment.
Sam entered the shower he felt the water on his skin, which was lovely. Sam looked down at her erect nipples he smiled and stepped closer towards her. Sam wrapped his arms around Goldie and pulled her closer towards him, he laughed at her comment. “How about we fuck each others brains out, yeah that’s an order.” Sam said with a wink. Sam began to kiss Goldie softly on the lips he wondered if having sex with him was even on her mind right now well it was now. Sam’s every second thought was having sex and now he had three slaves he could have sex whenever he wanted it, life was so good to him right now. Sam continued to kiss Goldie in the shower as the water flowed down their skin.
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Post by russia 'goldie' phoenix on Feb 1, 2010 9:01:41 GMT -5
Russia was usually an extraordinarily good judge of character and to summarize Sam now she would merely put him down as a sex crazed college kid. They were basically all the same, she hadn't met one yet who made her think otherwise. Her body was curvaceous yet slender, toned and utterly fit. She glistened in the water flowing about her, unable to stop the smile that came when she saw him looking at her breasts. He pulled her closer, his arms wrapping about her, winking as he made his first order. Wanting them to fuck one another. His lips touched hers and she so was not expecting the gentle softness that enveloped her. That grazed her lips the way they did.
Through no fault of her own she kissed him back, returned each motion with a like of her own. Wanting only to taste him now. Her tongue probed deep inside his mouth, exploring the dark cavern and playing with his own tongue. The pressure of her mouth increased over his as her own hands reached up to wrap about his neck. Her fingers ran through his hair before curling tightly and pulling his head back from hers a fraction and so not hard enough to hurt him.
"Do I at least get a please at the end of that order?" her tongue dipped over his chin, trailing down his neck as she took a step forward, a hand came down to rest on his chest but it was only to help her move him back against the wall just behind him. She heard the slight thud of bare skin against tiles and smiled as she nipped the skin of his neck with her teeth. Raising her head to look him in the eyes she smiled again. "So fuck me already".
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Post by samuel julian o’malley on Feb 3, 2010 4:49:40 GMT -5
Sam was completely shocked about how everything was turning out so far Russia was freaking amazing, everything about the girl Sam liked from her body right down to the girl’s attitude he was in heaven right now. Some would go as far and say that Sam was a man whore but Sam just loved sex so much and he couldn’t help it hell he didn’t really want to help it he merely embraced it and loved the idea of it. Sam tried to have sex whenever he wanted to matter the age of the girl but he would go younger than thirteen just something he didn’t do. Sam would only have sex with a girl if she was in high school and older but then again he wouldn’t fuck a grandma too that would be just gross in Sam’s mind.
Sam played with Russia’s breasts for a while as he allowed the water to flow down their skin. Sam leaned in closer and kissed Russia softly on the lips. Sam herd Russia’s comment and laughed he then felt her hands through his hair which made him grin at the girl. “No I told you it was an order.” Sam explained as he continued to kiss the girl. Sam liked foreplay but after hearing the comment that Russia had made it would seem that the girl didn’t like foreplay as much as he did. “As you wish.” Sam replied to Russia. Sam picked her up and rammed his cock into Russia’s pussy without another word of warning he began to pound her pussy.
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Post by russia 'goldie' phoenix on Feb 4, 2010 15:41:25 GMT -5
Goldie didn't play games, she went after what she wanted no holds barred. Not for a second on her way over here did she even contemplate that she might actually find her new master attractive. What she did find him was a tad on the annoying side. Would a nice please between two naked people sharing a shower be so hard to give up? Obviously it was for Samuel.
With out further ado he quite keenly rammed himself in to. She wanted to laugh but thought the better of it. It was ok, nothing spectacular. Goldie certainly had better but then again they were standing up in side a shower, never the best place for sex. "Do you know more accidents happen in a shower with people trying to fuck and doing it all wrong?" she grinned pushing him back from her and sliding herself from him. She could really careless who was the master here, stepping from the shower she pulled him by his hand.
"Last case I read about, the guys dick was fractured in four different places" she turned around giving his erect cock a good viewing, a hand reached out and touched to gently then without warning she began to squeeze it tighter and tigher. Making it just uncomfortable enough for him to be worried she might break the damn thing off. "You got such a nice dick, we wouldn't want anything bad to happen to it now would we?" another smile, this time instead of taking him by the hand to guide him through to the other room she kept her hand on his dick and brought him through that way. Once inside where his bed was, she turned to face him once more giving his shaft another squeeze as she stepped in closer. Her delicious breath fanning his face. "Now where was that please?"
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Post by samuel julian o’malley on Feb 4, 2010 19:30:55 GMT -5
Sam continued to pound at Russia’s pussy not really worrying that the two were in a shower, Sam had sex in far worst places then the shower and there were a few times that the he got caught having sex in some public places. Sam looked back at Russia, she was indeed a attractive woman he knew that she was hot from the photo’s in her profile but seeing her up close was something else entirely. Sam continued on ramming his cock in and out of Russia’s pussy until she spoke. Sam laughed at her comment.
“I’ve fucked in far worst places than this slave.” Sam explained to Russia. Sam wondered what the girl was going to do next though he really wasn’t worried about that too much, he looked around for a moment before turning his attention back to Russia. Sam felt Russia push him back his cock slid out of her pussy. Sam listened to Russia as she spoke next, he said nothing to the girl but waited he would allow this to continue simply because he wanted to see what Russia was going to do next.
Sam felt Russia’s hand move down towards his cock, she held onto it then without warning Sam felt her hand squeeze his cock tightly with her hand. Sam gasped slightly as he felt Russia’s hand squeeze his cock more and more he had a stray thought that she might be trying to rip his cock off. Sam watched on as Russia kept her hand on his cock as she brought him out of the bathroom and towards his bed. “I believe that this was inside you’re fine pussy.” Sam explained as he picked Russia up and placed her down on the bed, next he climbed on top of her and rammed his cock back inside her pussy and began to pound it.
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Post by russia 'goldie' phoenix on Feb 5, 2010 3:03:01 GMT -5
If there was one thing that Goldie did not like that was being called a slave, just because she had been deemed one by some archaic system did not mean she really was one. Nothing inside her spoke anything like a slave or thought like one for that matter and she certainly didn't behave like one either. It would seem though that Sam intended for her to know her place and pretty early on in this twisted relationship.
Bringing him towards the bed had been one thing, him moving her easily enough onto it was another. If she hadn't wanted it or him then he wouldn't have gotten that far. Once again he rammed himself into her and once again she took it. Allowing him to pound her flesh as if there was nothing else there. Stretching her arms up to wrap around his shoulders bringing him closer to her, Goldie looked into his eyes and waited a moment.
"When you're finished fucking me like a high school kid, we'll do it my way" her face close to his now, her mouth inches away she felt the pull, the draw towards him. He was going to be the bane of her life this one, she could feel it already. As lips touched his she simply gave herself up to the constant thrust of his shaft inside her. He was relentless as if he had a goal to attain, a finishing line to cross. She would wait until he came and then dial it down a notch, show him just exactly what it was like to stop and smell the roses. He had wanted to fuck and she had let him, but that didn't mean she had to like it this way.
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Post by samuel julian o’malley on Feb 5, 2010 17:49:58 GMT -5
Sam had wondered why Russia was a slave she had all the qualities of a mistress the way she acted, maybe she did something back in high school though he was wasn’t quiet sure about that he would be still fucking her right here and now even if she was a mistress or a slave he smiled at this very thought. Sam continued to pound at her pussy he felt her arms wrap around his shoulders and bring him closer to her. With each thrust Sam fucked Russia harder well he was really giving him pleasure and not worrying about giving Russia pleasure she would have to earn that from Sam and even on a first meeting she hadn’t earned it though she had been obedient he would just have to wait and seen for the days to come just how obedient Russia was going to be.
Sam looked back at Russia he stopped fucking her pussy but still had his cock inside her. Sam laughed at what she said about him fucking like a school kid what more did she want from him? Sam continued on however not really paying attention but he was curious though. Sam soon reached his climax and cummed inside Russia’s pussy. “And what do you purpose?” Sam asked Russia wondering what she meant by him fucking like a school kid. Sam waited for Russia to make a move before he continued on what he was doing to her moments before.
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Post by russia 'goldie' phoenix on Feb 6, 2010 6:57:38 GMT -5
She lay there considering the state of her kitchen at home, wondering whether she left the tap drip and knew she would have to find a wrench to fix the damn thing. Her mind drifted to a thousand other details like the last ripping wave she had caught, the last building she had base jumped from and so on. All this while Sam was plugging away at her. All she felt she was short was for her to take out her nail file and give herself a manicure. Why did guys think that ramming their dicks into a girl was all it took to get their rocks off? Sure they would still cum but a mindless fuck was not worth the time or effort that went into it.
Eventually she could feel the juice seeping out of her, heard his voice and chose then to look at him. Stifling a yawn she pushed at him and rolled them, so that she was on top of him. Straddling him so her vagina was sitting over his penis but not penetrating her. "I propose..." she lowered her head to his and began to kiss him. Her tongue slowly licked the edge of his lips before peeking inside his mouth, as her own mouth began to move with delicious softness against his her body was sliding very very slowly up and down like a gentle tide against his skin. The delicate brush of nipples on bare skin, the feel of her opened vagina almost playing with his member as if saying 'here I am but not yet, not yet'.
Her tongue began to lick down his chin, her mouth and teeth playfully nipping at his neck. Her hands had moved up to his, smoothing out the length of his arms until both of their hands locked. Fingers entwined about the others and with ease she raised his hands over his own head, bringing her mouth back to his. She could feel that he was beginning to get hard again and she smiled at him. Her body tantalizing every inch of his as the sleek frame slid wantonly yet sensously against his.
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Post by samuel julian o’malley on Feb 14, 2010 8:25:21 GMT -5
Sam had wondered what Russia was talking about before, he had been fucking women the same way for years he had wondered if there was some other way that Russia had known though he was about to find out that she meant. Russia had so far been obedient to every command that he had given her but now he found his mind wandering on her words. Sam had reached his climax and cummed inside her pussy now he looked back at Russia wondered what she was thinking, though he had also wondered what she was about to do but something told him that he would find out very soon, well he only hopped that he would find out soon enough because the suspense was killing him right now. Suspense was something that Sam hated he had to know what was going on.
Sam soon felt Russia pushing him he smiled as he watched her roll over so she was on top of him, his mind was going all over the place wondering what she was planning though he knew something what Russia was about to do was going to be either good or bad for Sam, he hopped that it was good. Sam noticed that her vagina was sitting on his penis but it wasn’t inside her he wondered why. So many thoughts were going through Sam’s head right about now. Sam kissed Russia back when she kissed him, the feeling was incredible she was teasing him but he really couldn’t care about it that much. Sam looked back at Russia he could feel his cock getting hard once more.
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Post by russia 'goldie' phoenix on Mar 8, 2010 9:20:07 GMT -5
Continuing to lick and kiss her way slowly down his body, her teeth teased and played with his nipples before she lowered her head and allowed her hair to glide along his chest. The gentle brush of the strands tingling and intensifying the sensitivity of his body. Back and forth she slid over him until she felt at last that he was ready, hard enough to actually slide inside her without any assistance.
Tensing the muscles of her clitoris as she took him in, Russia closed her eyes and released his hands from hers. Pushing herself up until she was sitting up straight, her hips began to slowly circulate. Her pelvic rotations ebbing back and forth, raising her hands up to push her hair back from her face, she pushed herself against him. Each movement was beautiful, surreal as he went deeper and deeper inside of her.
A small gasp escaped her perfect lips as their bodies remained fused together in a blissful union. It was slow, passionately slow and yet the heat that was between them seemed to simmer until it began to reach boiling point.
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