AroraDestiny
Destiny Calls...
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- Nov 4, 2001
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Sometimes I wonder how all of this started. I certainly did not set out to become a mistress. When I was a girl... a rich pampered girl of 10 my parents bought my first slave. The girl was a disobediant half starved thing. I was brought up with slaves all around me and I never cared before. So why now? Why this girl? Was it because she was so close to my age? Or was it because she had been beaten so severly by her last master? Whatever the reason I soon came to adore her.
We grew up together she and I. I always had many admirers to court me. Handsome men with vast fourtunes and flowery words. But none of that ever intrested me. My slave grew to be beautiful and she obeyed my wishes. Although she was disobedient to everyone else.
I think it was that night after one of my suitors broke my heart that I realised what she meant to me. I had many slaves by now but none like her. I threw myself into the bed that night crying with a broken heart. I felt her hands on my back reassuringly. Then her voice telling me "It will be ok mistress." I sat up then and she gently wiped the tears from my eyes. I noticed the love and devotion that shown through her eyes. "I have noone." I heard myself say to her. She pulled me close then and held me.
Gradually I began to realise my head rested in her bosom. She smelled...sweet. "Stop it! Shes a woman." I thought to myself. Women should not be attracted to other women. Not like that. Still my heart began to beat faster as she stroked my hair. I looked up into her eyes, she seeed to sence my emotions for the same was mirrored in her eyes as well. I pulled her to me impulsivly and I kissed her deeply. I braced myself, I knew she would pull away. But she didnt. She deepened the kiss, inserting her toungue into my mouth. It was so hot and sweet. I became dizzy with desire.
Thats how it began... and now I have many slaves to please me. But there is still one.. my favorite girl... my Ally...
We grew up together she and I. I always had many admirers to court me. Handsome men with vast fourtunes and flowery words. But none of that ever intrested me. My slave grew to be beautiful and she obeyed my wishes. Although she was disobedient to everyone else.
I think it was that night after one of my suitors broke my heart that I realised what she meant to me. I had many slaves by now but none like her. I threw myself into the bed that night crying with a broken heart. I felt her hands on my back reassuringly. Then her voice telling me "It will be ok mistress." I sat up then and she gently wiped the tears from my eyes. I noticed the love and devotion that shown through her eyes. "I have noone." I heard myself say to her. She pulled me close then and held me.
Gradually I began to realise my head rested in her bosom. She smelled...sweet. "Stop it! Shes a woman." I thought to myself. Women should not be attracted to other women. Not like that. Still my heart began to beat faster as she stroked my hair. I looked up into her eyes, she seeed to sence my emotions for the same was mirrored in her eyes as well. I pulled her to me impulsivly and I kissed her deeply. I braced myself, I knew she would pull away. But she didnt. She deepened the kiss, inserting her toungue into my mouth. It was so hot and sweet. I became dizzy with desire.
Thats how it began... and now I have many slaves to please me. But there is still one.. my favorite girl... my Ally...