landiek
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Bequething (closed)
Davina looked up with her emerald eyes full of tears. She knew his face but the name was far and lost amid her sorrow. Her red hair braided and bunned at the back of her head as the long black dress seemed to hide the features below.
It seemed the cancer took away the rosy glow of childhood from her face as she strived to care for her Father, leaving her education on hold to the terror of time. Her hands were pale and frail looking unnatural for a girl of eighteen more like the hands of an elderly woman.
Beyond her stood the vultures awaiting the prime moment to descend upon her with the tongue wagging lies of spoken promises on treasures to inherit upon Carl Ramsey's death.
Even during his weakness Carl Ramsey had never mentioned leaving anything to anyone, which left Davina worried for her future. Not that she was left a pauper but far from the that.. the house and grounds were valued at nearly one million. Yet it didn't include the priceless pieces of art that graced the walls, or the statues that lines the gardens, the prized race horses that titled the stables, or the fancy cars that filled the five car garage.
Even here Davina was surrounded by nameless faces but a face that she knew made her feel less insecure. "I wouldn't know what to ask.."
Davina however taking in the security of a friend clung to his arm as the vultures came forward to offer their sympathies, if it could be misconscrewed for such.
"Davy darling, my wife and I are just devastated by your loss.. why if my sister hadn't died when you were born.. we might have been able to see you more.. " The man's greed was written on his face. "I just hope that He didn't lose the family stocks he acquired from Olivia's death.. I wanted them for years..."
Davina wasn't sure which of her mother's brothers he was but she merely lowered her head not wanting to be talked into anything until the will was opened and read in two days.
Another voice muttered to someone else that she picked up. "My nephew's daughter must be treated as a charity, why else would he treat her as a little child. I even heard that she can't get anything until she is twenty-one. The lawyer said that she is to go to a guardian."
More and more comments of underlieing spite reached her tender ears and finally she was unable to take anymore. "Could you take me home.. I don't feel well."
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Hell yes I'm female and a Big Beautiful Wicked one to boot.. landi
My poetry
Davina walked numbly out of the room, her chest felt tight as the words wouldn't stop ringing in her ears. Davina never understood the greed in their eyes or why they felt the need to make such spiteful comments.
One of her Father's sisters stopped her before they reached the car. "Darling, I'll stop by tomorrow to help you go thru the bank statements and your father's office. We wouldn't want anything misplaced by the lawyer..." Her nails dug into Davina's arm as she gripped William's elbow terrified.
"please let me go." Davina's voice trembled as she jerked from the woman's grasp and stumbled into her escort.
~~~~~~~~~~
Davina was relieved to leave the parlor as the car pulled out of the lot. "I'm sorry that .. it.. I just.. Daddy.. he never liked them.. and now.. he's gone."
She turned her head to the window looking so tired and done in. She strived to make the effort of being strong when in truth she was tettering on the edge of a breakdown.
When the house came into view she cried again as the finality swept over her weary shoulders. The house with all of the memories and the training was going to be empty. BE STRONG Davina reminded herself.
"Would you like to come in for a drink, Sir?" She asked politely.
__________________
PROUD PLAYGROUNDER # 194
Kink Test Score 669
"I dinna do it!" Orchid Geronimo
unowned is a very lonely shawl to be covered with Dragons_davina
Hell yes I'm female and a Big Beautiful Wicked one to boot.. landi
My poetry
Davina chastised herself for using the secret language openly, her head lowered in her shame but she still felt compelled to at least hug the only person that she was secure enough to call a friend.
Inside her heart was throbbing as the realism of being alone was sinking in and she hugged William even tighter, unaware of what she was doing to him. She inhaled the maleness that surrounded him, and found that her slave heart wanted to please him.
Still there was the promises that her Father made, vowing to find her a new Master before his end. A fact that she was certain that he hadn't accomplished as he never told her of his choices or final pick. Ultimately she didn't know if she was going to have a new Master or not, which deeply terrified her.
"i'm afriad of them." Davina confessed. "I've never made a single decision before.. Daddy always did. I don't think I can live without him."
A natural fear for a griving child.. yet the actions denoted something more, then she tilted her head looking up at William. "Can you stay with me? Maybe for one night.. so I am not by myself, please."
Her eyes stared in hope that he would say yes. Her heart longed to serve, even if it was only a pretense for one night. Anything to get past the dread that was coating her mind. In a quick motion she leaned up and kisses his lips with her soft rose ones, praying that he takes it for what it is meant.. a night of passion.
__________________
PROUD PLAYGROUNDER # 194
Kink Test Score 669
"I dinna do it!" Orchid Geronimo
unowned is a very lonely shawl to be covered with Dragons_davina
Hell yes I'm female and a Big Beautiful Wicked one to boot.. landi
My poetry
It was a sad day indeed. My best friend for over 20 years passed away 2 days ago. I was lucky to be by his side and hold his hand as the disastrous cancer ravished his body and claimed yet another good person to it's evilness. On Carl's deathbed he pulled me close and told me that he was to bequeth me his greatest possesion. He hesitated as if to catch his breath..... but it was his last instead.
Today is his memorial and look across the room and see his gorgeous daughter walk in and break down. She lost her mother shortly after she was born and the rest of their family was never congenial to them or helpful. I hastily walk across the room and wrap my big arms around her.
"Oh little one, I am so sorry that this happened. If there is anything I can do to help you, you know all you need to do is ask."
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Bequething (closed)
"The red fluid of life, deliciously dripping. holds me in it's tight grip, it's sticky sweet scent fills my dark soul it's thick ironlike taste caresses my palate like an aphrodisiac arousing me to climax."
Davina looked up with her emerald eyes full of tears. She knew his face but the name was far and lost amid her sorrow. Her red hair braided and bunned at the back of her head as the long black dress seemed to hide the features below.
It seemed the cancer took away the rosy glow of childhood from her face as she strived to care for her Father, leaving her education on hold to the terror of time. Her hands were pale and frail looking unnatural for a girl of eighteen more like the hands of an elderly woman.
Beyond her stood the vultures awaiting the prime moment to descend upon her with the tongue wagging lies of spoken promises on treasures to inherit upon Carl Ramsey's death.
Even during his weakness Carl Ramsey had never mentioned leaving anything to anyone, which left Davina worried for her future. Not that she was left a pauper but far from the that.. the house and grounds were valued at nearly one million. Yet it didn't include the priceless pieces of art that graced the walls, or the statues that lines the gardens, the prized race horses that titled the stables, or the fancy cars that filled the five car garage.
Even here Davina was surrounded by nameless faces but a face that she knew made her feel less insecure. "I wouldn't know what to ask.."
Davina however taking in the security of a friend clung to his arm as the vultures came forward to offer their sympathies, if it could be misconscrewed for such.
"Davy darling, my wife and I are just devastated by your loss.. why if my sister hadn't died when you were born.. we might have been able to see you more.. " The man's greed was written on his face. "I just hope that He didn't lose the family stocks he acquired from Olivia's death.. I wanted them for years..."
Davina wasn't sure which of her mother's brothers he was but she merely lowered her head not wanting to be talked into anything until the will was opened and read in two days.
Another voice muttered to someone else that she picked up. "My nephew's daughter must be treated as a charity, why else would he treat her as a little child. I even heard that she can't get anything until she is twenty-one. The lawyer said that she is to go to a guardian."
More and more comments of underlieing spite reached her tender ears and finally she was unable to take anymore. "Could you take me home.. I don't feel well."
__________________
PROUD PLAYGROUNDER # 194
Kink Test Score 669
"I dinna do it!" Orchid Geronimo
unowned is a very lonely shawl to be covered with Dragons_davina
Hell yes I'm female and a Big Beautiful Wicked one to boot.. landi
My poetry
William watched Carl's family and in-laws decend on Davy like a pack of hyenas. He knew what they wanted, they wanted his land and his money. I knew that Carl was worth much more then any of them, and he told me once that he was going to give me his most cherished item ever, now I waited until the will reading to see exactly what Carl left for me.
Then I heard her voice, "Could you take me home.. I don't feel well." I took her and guided her to the rear of the room and out the door. We got to the car and I helped her in. We drove quietly to Car's home. Well Davy's now.
__________________
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Dunchad's Stories
I have a new story with the fabulous landiek, check it out...
Bequething (closed)
"The red fluid of life, deliciously dripping. holds me in it's tight grip, it's sticky sweet scent fills my dark soul it's thick ironlike taste caresses my palate like an aphrodisiac arousing me to climax."
Dunchad
Davina walked numbly out of the room, her chest felt tight as the words wouldn't stop ringing in her ears. Davina never understood the greed in their eyes or why they felt the need to make such spiteful comments.
One of her Father's sisters stopped her before they reached the car. "Darling, I'll stop by tomorrow to help you go thru the bank statements and your father's office. We wouldn't want anything misplaced by the lawyer..." Her nails dug into Davina's arm as she gripped William's elbow terrified.
"please let me go." Davina's voice trembled as she jerked from the woman's grasp and stumbled into her escort.
~~~~~~~~~~
Davina was relieved to leave the parlor as the car pulled out of the lot. "I'm sorry that .. it.. I just.. Daddy.. he never liked them.. and now.. he's gone."
She turned her head to the window looking so tired and done in. She strived to make the effort of being strong when in truth she was tettering on the edge of a breakdown.
When the house came into view she cried again as the finality swept over her weary shoulders. The house with all of the memories and the training was going to be empty. BE STRONG Davina reminded herself.
"Would you like to come in for a drink, Sir?" She asked politely.
__________________
PROUD PLAYGROUNDER # 194
Kink Test Score 669
"I dinna do it!" Orchid Geronimo
unowned is a very lonely shawl to be covered with Dragons_davina
Hell yes I'm female and a Big Beautiful Wicked one to boot.. landi
My poetry
"Would you like to come in for a drink, Sir?" Davy asked politely.
"My dear no need to call me Sir, after all how long have we known each other? I can remember when you were a little girl, all meek and submissive to your Father. And now you are strong young woman dealing with the pressures of your greedy family."
William stepped up to Davy and gave her a hug. He suddenly noticed that Davy was wearing very baggy clothes, in fact she always wore baggy clothes when he was over to visit. As William hugged her close he noticed that there was more to Davy then he realized.
William could feel the solid form under the clothes and discovered that Davy was well proportioned after all. As she snuggled into my chest I could feel that Davy was indeed well endowed. Davy's firm breasts pressed against my chest and I could feel my cock starting to get engorged.
__________________
Here is a link to my stories...
Dunchad's Stories
I have a new story with the fabulous landiek, check it out...
Bequething (closed)
"The red fluid of life, deliciously dripping. holds me in it's tight grip, it's sticky sweet scent fills my dark soul it's thick ironlike taste caresses my palate like an aphrodisiac arousing me to climax."
Davina chastised herself for using the secret language openly, her head lowered in her shame but she still felt compelled to at least hug the only person that she was secure enough to call a friend.
Inside her heart was throbbing as the realism of being alone was sinking in and she hugged William even tighter, unaware of what she was doing to him. She inhaled the maleness that surrounded him, and found that her slave heart wanted to please him.
Still there was the promises that her Father made, vowing to find her a new Master before his end. A fact that she was certain that he hadn't accomplished as he never told her of his choices or final pick. Ultimately she didn't know if she was going to have a new Master or not, which deeply terrified her.
"i'm afriad of them." Davina confessed. "I've never made a single decision before.. Daddy always did. I don't think I can live without him."
A natural fear for a griving child.. yet the actions denoted something more, then she tilted her head looking up at William. "Can you stay with me? Maybe for one night.. so I am not by myself, please."
Her eyes stared in hope that he would say yes. Her heart longed to serve, even if it was only a pretense for one night. Anything to get past the dread that was coating her mind. In a quick motion she leaned up and kisses his lips with her soft rose ones, praying that he takes it for what it is meant.. a night of passion.
__________________
PROUD PLAYGROUNDER # 194
Kink Test Score 669
"I dinna do it!" Orchid Geronimo
unowned is a very lonely shawl to be covered with Dragons_davina
Hell yes I'm female and a Big Beautiful Wicked one to boot.. landi
My poetry
"Can you stay with me? Maybe for one night.. so I am not by myself, please."
In a quick motion she leaned up and kissed my lips with her soft rose ones. I am shocked, but I continue to feel the heat within me rise. She has such a submissive look to her that I can't resist.
"I will stay the night, I could not bear you being alone and scared. Whatever I can do to help you my dear." She almost melts into my chest and I know that she had to have felt my erection. I push my pelvis forward to make sure. As she looks up into my face... I can see the lust and desire in her eyes.
I suddenly grab a hold of her and lift her up. She weighs almost nothing. I put her over my shoulder and carry her to the room that Carl told me was mine. I kick the door down and flop Davy on the bed. I look down at her face once again and I am amazed at how young she looks. Just then he sees a necklace slip from beneath her sweater.
"That is a very unique necklace, if I remember your mother wore one just like it."
__________________
Here is a link to my stories...
Dunchad's Stories
I have a new story with the fabulous landiek, check it out...
Bequething (closed)
"The red fluid of life, deliciously dripping. holds me in it's tight grip, it's sticky sweet scent fills my dark soul it's thick ironlike taste caresses my palate like an aphrodisiac arousing me to climax."
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