Dominance

Johnathon's small walk and leisurely reading had turned into a soothing nap upon a shady bench almost too soon. This was likely what he got for skipping breakfast. No coffee made any man bleary eyed. Sending a quick message through the intercoms, he let the cooks decide what kind of brunch he'd have. So long as it consisted of a sandwich he supposed then he'd be happy.

Revealing his location he waited for his meal trying to reflect on the strange turns of the last few days. Certainly it had been an adventure and he was seeing it more clearly now how things were. In truth he wanted to see his Aria very badly, and remind her of course that here she was his Aria, and not any one elses. Not Mary Alice. But he'd wait, it wasn't a master's place to go searching, at least not yet. He didn't think she'd be wayward now.

Aria spotted her Master after a long search. She saw he was dozing peacefully and she didn't want to disturb his rest. She instead carefully sat beside him and rested her head against his shoulder, kissing his cheek lovingly as she watched him sleep.
 
Celeste undressed and sat on the bench next to Angel. She took her hand and gave it a squeeze. "I was so worried about you. Please don't scare me like that again. I love you very much and could not live in this place without you." Celeste leaned back and closed her eyes.
 
Angel listened intently to his words her pale Violet eyes never leaving his. Should she say what was on her mind, would it matter?

Slowly her voice barely above a whisper she spoke again from her heart. “Master your world confuses me; before if I displeased I was severely punished, simply because it pleased my Master to do so. If I displease you, you punish and call it discipline and profess it is done because you do care……It matters not to me whether you are stern or not, stern is easier to understand and for me to bear.

Should you choose not to sell me I will try my very best to become the woman you would have me be…..but for me to try and be more than I am… and fail, will only bring more regret to your eyes will it not? I simply cannot endure to be the cause of anymore pain for you; I have brought you enough perhaps you should simply be done with me! I cannot endure to see you sad!"

Angel was glad that at that moment Celeste could be heard knocking at the door and she didn’t have to watch the smile disappear from her Masters face as she assumed it would.

Her Master returned to his previous spot still resting her head in his lap. And Celeste hurried to her other side and took her hand. "I was so worried about you. Please don't scare me like that again. I love you very much and could not live in this place without you."

Such a responsibility when she felt so tired…

She so much wanted to be the woman he wanted and the friend Celeste so needed!

“Do not worry Celeste, I am here and I promise not to scare you again,” with those words Angel kissed the hand of her sister.



He had said,“You are akin to a closed rose bud, Angel. You are beautiful as you are, but when you bloom, you will be spectacular.”

A closed rosebud......Was she?

You will be spectacular......Could she be?

Sighing Angel closed her eyes and tried to visualize 'the dancer from her dance' becoming real!
 
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Edward settled, one hand resuming the soothing strokes of Angel's hair, the other resting on Celeste's thigh.

He slowly replayed Angel's words in his mind.

“Master your world confuses me; before if I displeased I was severely punished, simply because it pleased my Master to do so. If I displease you, you punish and call it discipline and profess it is done because you do care……It matters not to me whether you are stern or not, stern is easier to understand and for me to bear.

Should you choose not to sell me I will try my very best to become the woman you would have me be…..but for me to try and be more than I am… and fail, will only bring more regret to your eyes will it not? I simply cannot endure to be the cause of anymore pain for you; I have brought you enough perhaps you should simply be done with me! I cannot endure to see you sad!"


"Angel, and Celeste. Both of you are capable of more than you are now. Realistically. With guidance, I can bring out those parts of both of you that are untapped. Your failures are not yours alone, they are mine as well. Yes, even you Master can make mistakes," Edward chuckled. "He is human, just like the two of you. Except he is nowhere near as pleasing to the eye as you two are."

He leaned down and kissed Angel tenderly on her cheek. When he sat up, he leaned over to kiss Celeste as well.

"Neither of you are to run away like that if there is a problem. Tell me. Then it will be dealt with and we will move on."

He pulled Celeste closer, until she was sitting right beside him, with his arm around her. He started to kiss her forehead and cheek slowly making his way to her lips.
 
Her Master had heard her words and not understood their meaning which didn't really matter to Angel at that moment for she was very sleepy!


"Master while you entertain yourself with Celeste would you mind if I return to my room to sleep,"
Angel asked smiling as she eased herself out from under his hand.
 
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Edward felt Angel start to move. His attention was drawn back to her. Seeing her try to move, he remembered Angel's injured ankle.

"Master while you entertain yourself with Celeste would you mind if I return to my room to sleep?"

"Here, let me help you." Without waiting for a response, Edward scooped up Angel and headed to the door. "I shall be back soon, Celeste." Edward opened the door, bumping it closed after he got out.

"If you ever do something like that again, I will shackle your ankles for a month. Do not run away if something bad happens. You will talk to me, Angel. You will not run. You will not hide. You will not remain silent. You will tell me.

"Whether you cause me pain is no concern of yours unless I make it your concern. Your are not the slave you can be, Angel, and that displeases me. As your Master, it is my task to set the pace of your improvement, to make you a slave that does please me. It is your duty to meet those goals that I have set. Your are an obedient slave, are you not? Have you not been raised from birth to please your Master? If those are true, then you will be able to do what I set for you to do, you will obey, you will succeed and you will please me."

He reached the room that was assigned to Angel, taking her in and placing her on the bed. He took out his PDA, and notified Janice to come to Angel's room to deal with her ankle.

"Angel, you are mine. Mine to protect, to nurture, to have serve my commands. Each moment, my affection towards you and Celeste grows. Why? Because you are two women that I see as beautiful women with much going for them. Both of you have opened your hearts to me, and I am opening mine in return. I will not ask for you affection, nor demand it. But if you give it, I will accept it, cherish it and one day return it."

Edward leaned down to give Angel a tender kiss, and soothed her hair once more as he sat up.

"But until the day you explicitly request to leave my house, my family, you are my slave, and I am your Master. You can please me greatly, Angel, you have shown me that many times already. I also know, you can please me even more once you learn what I shall teach you."
 
(OOC: As it seems painfully obvious New Job and Other constraints upon my time have limited what I can write here on Lit. While I've had a marvelous time I do not think I can adequately give this thread the time it deserves. Thank you for forty wonderful pages and a lot of fun But I cannot continue to play Master Johnathon with the effort he deserves. Thank you one more time.)
 
((You'll definitely be missed. I enjoyed the RPing, as well as reading over all the other ones. Good luck and maybe you can just be on a business holiday overseas or something. And come back to us when you have better time, hope to hear from you again soon.))
 
OOC: Ohman! We're sorry to see you go! Who can we get to fill in such remarkable shoes to finish this thread?
 
OOC Cat has been on the fringes recently, but I will miss you. Not only were you a good "Master" you also gave me a lot of off site advice when I was getting into RP and I will always be grateful. AND you are another Arsenal Supporter! I have no doubt the rest of the cast will find a way to write you out of the story (maybe Cat will come running to Aria saying she cannot find the Master) but you will have left a huge hole we will struggle to fill. Thanks, good luck, and I hope we meet again somewhere, sometime! :rose::kiss::heart::kiss::rose:
 
Edward felt Angel start to move. His attention was drawn back to her. Seeing her try to move, he remembered Angel's injured ankle.

"Master while you entertain yourself with Celeste would you mind if I return to my room to sleep?"

"Here, let me help you." Without waiting for a response, Edward scooped up Angel and headed to the door. "I shall be back soon, Celeste." Edward opened the door, bumping it closed after he got out.

"If you ever do something like that again, I will shackle your ankles for a month. Do not run away if something bad happens. You will talk to me, Angel. You will not run. You will not hide. You will not remain silent. You will tell me.

"Whether you cause me pain is no concern of yours unless I make it your concern. Your are not the slave you can be, Angel, and that displeases me. As your Master, it is my task to set the pace of your improvement, to make you a slave that does please me. It is your duty to meet those goals that I have set. Your are an obedient slave, are you not? Have you not been raised from birth to please your Master? If those are true, then you will be able to do what I set for you to do, you will obey, you will succeed and you will please me."

He reached the room that was assigned to Angel, taking her in and placing her on the bed. He took out his PDA, and notified Janice to come to Angel's room to deal with her ankle.

"Angel, you are mine. Mine to protect, to nurture, to have serve my commands. Each moment, my affection towards you and Celeste grows. Why? Because you are two women that I see as beautiful women with much going for them. Both of you have opened your hearts to me, and I am opening mine in return. I will not ask for you affection, nor demand it. But if you give it, I will accept it, cherish it and one day return it."

Edward leaned down to give Angel a tender kiss, and soothed her hair once more as he sat up.

"But until the day you explicitly request to leave my house, my family, you are my slave, and I am your Master. You can please me greatly, Angel, you have shown me that many times already. I also know, you can please me even more once you learn what I shall teach you."


As he carried her to her room his every dictate solidified her position as a slave in his household! Angel responded to his words as they calmed her soul.

Your are an obedient slave, are you not? Have you not been raised from birth to please your Master? If those are true, then you will be able to do what I set for you to do, you will obey, you will succeed and you will please me."

She could remain in his home, she would endeavor to become whatever he wished, for it was her Masters will!

She peered at him over the top of her blankets with her huge pale violet eyes and merely answered, "Yes Sir" before allowing her eyelids to close feigning sleep so that her Master could return to Celeste....
 
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Angel settled herself into the bed, covering herself as if the covers would shield her from her Master. She looked at him, reminiscent of a child about to get a final scolding.

Edward took out his PDA, and tapped it a few times.

"Angel, Janice will be here soon to tend to your ankle." He leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Please, don't ever scare me like that again."

Angel settled herself down, her eyes closing as she started to doze. Edward slowly walked to the door, pondering his actions. Angel would need some sleep, some time to recover.

Edward made his way back to the sauna, finding that Celeste was still waiting there. He closed the door before joining her.

"Now, Celeste, where were we again...?"
 
Celeste smiled, "I don't know Master. Where did you want us to be?" Celeste sat quietly with her hands folded in her lap waiting for her Master to tell her what to do. She watched as he crossed the room and sat next to her. She slide over next to him and rest her head on his shoulder.
 
When Celeste rested her head against his shoulder, Edward reached down and moved Celeste onto his lap, with her facing him, her legs straddling his.

"I think like this, Celeste." He brought her closer to take her in a passionate kiss, one arm wrapped around her, supporting her shoulders and head through the kiss. His other hand roamed over her damp skin, feeling the muscles underneath, mildly massaging her in the process.

"Thank you, Celeste, for the trust you have shown me. What you're boyfriend has done to you is not going to happen here. Submit to me, learn and reap the rewards for the rest of your life. Whether you stay here, or go back to the rest of the world. Thank you for opening your heart to me, as I am opening mine to you."

He kissed her again, drawing her body closer to his so their torsos touched. It was clear to them both how he felt about Celeste, with his shaft firmly held between them as they kissed again.
 
Celeste giggled when Master pulled her into his lap. She stopped when he spoke to her. "I think like this, Celeste." She moaned against his mouth when he kissed her. He tasted so good and it felt wonderful feeling his hands on her body.

"Thank you, Celeste, for the trust you have shown me. What you're boyfriend has done to you is not going to happen here. Submit to me, learn and reap the rewards for the rest of your life. Whether you stay here, or go back to the rest of the world. Thank you for opening your heart to me, as I am opening mine to you."

Celeste smiled and hugged him. She loved his affection and attention. She pulled herself closer to him and kissed him hard.
 
Celeste's body pressed up against Edward's was joyful. HE enjoyed the turn around in Celeste's outlook, and it made him feel good that things were starting to go in the proper direction.

The smile that lit up her face was beautiful, and the hug he received made him feel more than just appreciated. But the kiss she gave him was delicious in the boldness of the move.

Edward brought both hands down to cup Celeste's derriere. He easily lifted her, and guided her onto his erect shaft. With a groan of delight, he felt the petite slave skip over him like a rubber glove, tightly, firmly and deliciously encircling him until she was more rested in his lap.

"Each time I see you, my love for you grows that little more, Celeste. You are a truly special woman, and I hope to show you that woman one day."

Edward kissed her again, rocking his hips, allowing small movements to touch and graze the sensitive parts of them both to start with. Edward continued to kiss Celeste firmly as he enjoyed their time together.
 
{OOC Here goes, folks, I'll be assuming the role of Master Johnathon which CT has played so well to this point.}

Johnathon awoke to a light kiss on his cheek, and a gentle weight on his shoulder. Opening his eyes, he looked down to his shoulder, seeing his Aria, or was it still Mary Alice? Somehow, they needed to define who she was, based on where they were. In his house, she had to be Aria, and in Edward's obviously Mary Alice, or would she be Aria to Edward as well now?

He forced his eyes closed again before rising from the sand to sit, propping himself with his hands behind him. He rolled his neck, stretching out some of the tension and kinks left there from the stress of the past few days, trying to get back some of the peace his short nap had given him.

Sighing, still unsure of exactly who the beautiful woman beside him was at the moment, he let his own dominant nature take over. She was with him, damn it, and no matter where she was, if she was with him she was Aria, and she was his.

"Hello, Aria," he said, burying the traces of his tension in a voice pitched for normalcy. "Have you been looking for me long?"
 
{OOC Here goes, folks, I'll be assuming the role of Master Johnathon which CT has played so well to this point.}

Johnathon awoke to a light kiss on his cheek, and a gentle weight on his shoulder. Opening his eyes, he looked down to his shoulder, seeing his Aria, or was it still Mary Alice? Somehow, they needed to define who she was, based on where they were. In his house, she had to be Aria, and in Edward's obviously Mary Alice, or would she be Aria to Edward as well now?

He forced his eyes closed again before rising from the sand to sit, propping himself with his hands behind him. He rolled his neck, stretching out some of the tension and kinks left there from the stress of the past few days, trying to get back some of the peace his short nap had given him.

Sighing, still unsure of exactly who the beautiful woman beside him was at the moment, he let his own dominant nature take over. She was with him, damn it, and no matter where she was, if she was with him she was Aria, and she was his.

"Hello, Aria," he said, burying the traces of his tension in a voice pitched for normalcy. "Have you been looking for me long?"

Aria wasn't sure how he'd treat her their first time together after she'd been with Edward. She sighed at his soft smile for her and smiled in return. "I have been looking my whole life for you, Master." she replied, kissing him again, this time much deeper than the last. "I've been missing you."
 
Johnathon felt himself falling into Aria's kiss, responding as he always had to the woman he had so desperately loved for so long. His hands rose unbidden to her hair, fingers running through the silken red tresses. All the frustrations of the last few days, the anguish of her betrayals and infidelity rose up to the fore of Johnathon's mind.

He was torn between two extremes, the desire to thrust her away, to be done with her once and for all, and the desire to take her, here on this beach. To simply take her and remind her who was Master and who Slave in their relationship. the kiss deepened, his tongue exploring her mouth, memories of her sweet taste flooding his mind, so many memories of her, outweighing the more recent memory of the taste of another on her lips.

His fingers tightened convulsively in her hair, and his left hand pulled her head back, his right traveling down her body, over her shoulder to cup her breast through the soft material of her blouse, his thumb stroking her nipple. His lips left hers, teeth nipping sharply at her skin as he kissed his way along her neck finally stopping in the hollow of her throat. His lips sealed themselves to her skin, mouth sucking hard and tongue licking her delicate flesh, quickly bringing the blood to the surface of her fair skin, marking her visibly as his.
 
Aria let out a soft whimper as she felt Master Jonathon taking hold again. His teeth and mouth were reclaiming her quite apparently for the world to see but as she pressed her body to his she already could feel a pulse throbbing in another section of her body from where her heart thundered in her heaving chest. She rubbed herself against Jonathon as she climbed into his lap and was thrilled to feel the urgent poking of his cock straining against his trousers. Yes, he wanted her too. "Master..." Aria whispered before her mouth was claimed in another searing kiss so passionate it nearly hurt.
 
Johnathon was in no mood for tenderness now. His frustrations had brought him out here to this beach to try and find a calm center to his life again, and so far, he hadn't succeeded. The nap did nothing but bring him dreams of watching his Aria become Edward's Mary Alice, constantly in flux, keeping both of them wanting her, needing more from her than she could give in her divided state. And waiting in the background behind Edward, were Celeste and Angel. Without turning he knew the other girls of his house stood behind him, some there for him, others waiting to see what would happen, unsure of what to do.

He pushed the dream aside, losing himself in the feel of Aria's lips on his, their tongues dancing with each other. Needing her, needing to know she was his Aria, and needing her to know that he was, indeed still her Master, Johnathon slipped his hands to the collar of her blouse, grasping both sides, and disdaining the buttons, tore it open.

Breaking away from her lips, he kissed his way along her jawline and down her neck. Stripping the blouse down off her shoulders, he twisted it, trapping her arms behind her. His kisses continued lower, down off her shoulders, hard, demanding, tasting her skin with teeth and tongue. Each time she reacted with a shudder or moan, he would stop, then suck hard at her skin, creating a map of her reactions. Continuing down along the gentle curves of her breasts, his kisses lingered longer at each spot, the marks darkening as his passion rose.

Pulling his mouth away from her body, Johnathon looked into her eyes. "Strip, Aria," he commanded. "Strip off those clothes and remind me of just how talented your lovely mouth is."
 
Johnathon was in no mood for tenderness now. His frustrations had brought him out here to this beach to try and find a calm center to his life again, and so far, he hadn't succeeded. The nap did nothing but bring him dreams of watching his Aria become Edward's Mary Alice, constantly in flux, keeping both of them wanting her, needing more from her than she could give in her divided state. And waiting in the background behind Edward, were Celeste and Angel. Without turning he knew the other girls of his house stood behind him, some there for him, others waiting to see what would happen, unsure of what to do.

He pushed the dream aside, losing himself in the feel of Aria's lips on his, their tongues dancing with each other. Needing her, needing to know she was his Aria, and needing her to know that he was, indeed still her Master, Johnathon slipped his hands to the collar of her blouse, grasping both sides, and disdaining the buttons, tore it open.

Breaking away from her lips, he kissed his way along her jawline and down her neck. Stripping the blouse down off her shoulders, he twisted it, trapping her arms behind her. His kisses continued lower, down off her shoulders, hard, demanding, tasting her skin with teeth and tongue. Each time she reacted with a shudder or moan, he would stop, then suck hard at her skin, creating a map of her reactions. Continuing down along the gentle curves of her breasts, his kisses lingered longer at each spot, the marks darkening as his passion rose.

Pulling his mouth away from her body, Johnathon looked into her eyes. "Strip, Aria," he commanded. "Strip off those clothes and remind me of just how talented your lovely mouth is."

Aria shuddered and felt herself grow more and more damp with each pull, tug, nibble, lick and suck at her skin. She would surely be as spotted as a cheetah by the end of this interlude between them but she didn't mind. If he needed to mark his territory he had every right to, besides, it felt really good to be back in his arms again. She repeated her love for him over and over as she stripped bare, her green eyes seeking the same truth in his and finding it there, spiked with the fire of need and thankfully less pained than the last time she'd peered into his gaze...Kneeling before him she found his cock was ready for attention and she greedily took it into her plump lips, her hand pumping at it's base and scraping lightly with her nails along his balls as she sucked him off with the intensity of a woman on a mission.
 
Celeste's body pressed up against Edward's was joyful. HE enjoyed the turn around in Celeste's outlook, and it made him feel good that things were starting to go in the proper direction.

The smile that lit up her face was beautiful, and the hug he received made him feel more than just appreciated. But the kiss she gave him was delicious in the boldness of the move.

Edward brought both hands down to cup Celeste's derriere. He easily lifted her, and guided her onto his erect shaft. With a groan of delight, he felt the petite slave skip over him like a rubber glove, tightly, firmly and deliciously encircling him until she was more rested in his lap.

"Each time I see you, my love for you grows that little more, Celeste. You are a truly special woman, and I hope to show you that woman one day."

Edward kissed her again, rocking his hips, allowing small movements to touch and graze the sensitive parts of them both to start with. Edward continued to kiss Celeste firmly as he enjoyed their time together.

Celeste giggled when Master grabbed her behind. She moaned and grabbed his shoulders when she felt his delicious cock fill her up. Celeste returned her Master's kiss with enthusiasum and began to rock harder. She wanted him to fuck her hard. "Please Master." She wanted him to show that he was her master.
 
Celeste's kiss was worth the wait. The fire within her was felt on her lips as she returned his affection with near boundless passion. She began to move her hips in time with his, but with more zest that Edward.

"Please Master."

"What, Celeste? What are you asking your Master for?" He took a firm grip of Celeste's toned ass and stood them up and moved around until she was sitting on the bench with Edward kneeling between her legs. He pinned her legs down by holding her outstretched thighs, then started to resume a slow measured pace of thrusts.

"If you wish something of your Master, Celeste, you had best ask clearly and concisely."
 
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