[Welcome to the chatroom "Special Interests - Bondage"] (Ciirque Noir x Javorcek)

[Welcome to the chatroom "Special Interests - Bondage"]

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BondageMate: Wow. Ppl still make bots?

SexKitten4U: any masters looking for a naughty sub?

CrzdVmp: i can be a master for u baby girl. if u like gettin tied down and bitten send me a pic

SexKitten4U: sent ;D

sweetsub: anyone want to skype? i’m super wet and ready to have a little vidchat fun. i’ll be on for the next hr pm me and i’ll give you my s/n

[LittleGreyWolf has entered “Special Interests – Bondage”.]

Masterful 89: yo littlegrey a/s/l

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It was late, very late, almost 3am and Erin -still- couldn’t sleep. Thank God it was Friday and she didn't have to worry about going to work tomorrow. But still, she would've liked to at least get -some- rest tonight before she spent all of Saturday running errands. The tall brunette had tossed and turned in her queen-sized bed for a good three hours; and after staring at her ceiling for another 20 minutes, she just couldn’t take it anymore. She was bored out of her mind while she lay there, waiting for sleep to take her! So Erin crawled out from under her comforter and stumbled around in the dark; out of her bedroom, then down the hall, before finally making her way into the living room. Once there, she flicked on a lamp and plopped down at the lovely oak desk where her laptop was set up.

Humm…what to do now… She wondered to herself as the laptop booted up. Erin had been having a recent craving to be a Mistress for a cute little sub for awhile now, and that thought had dominated her mind for awhile now. But it was far too late to go to the bondage club downtown...and the female subs were too doormatty for her tastes. They just wanted mindlessly obey some Master/Mistress. Those girls didn't put up any sort of challenge for Erin...and what fun was it to be the Mistress of someone that was well behaved and did whatever the hell she said. How was she supposed to dole out spankings if girls never misbehaved?! So the brunette decided that it would be a good idea to lurk around some BDSM chatrooms, maybe find someone that had the same ideas about bondage as she did. Erin logged into the Bondage chat that she hard lurked around in a couple of times before, only ever piping up when there was some intelligent conversation going on. Or if someone asked a legitimate question that she knew the answer to. She was a Biology teacher in real life, so knew a lot about the physiological effects of bondage.

Heh, imagine if her students knew that Ms. Lowell was a kinkster in her free time.

Tonight, it looked like only horny little trolls were occupying the chatroom. Ugh. Why was it that no one even bothered to write like a fully functioning human being anymore? Was spelling out 'you' instead of 'u' really that hard?

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LittleGreyWolf: 27/F/United States. Sorry Masterful, I’m not looking for a male partner. Besides, I’m a Domme, not a sub.

Masterful 89: aw you’ve just never experienced the right guy i bet I could break you in with my nice big cock

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Thud. Thud. Thud. Erin groaned loudly as she thumped her forehead against her desk. Typical man. Tell a straight guy that you’re into women and he immediately turns around and tries to convince you that –he’s- going to be the one to ‘break the lesbian curse.’ She didn’t have a problem with dicks, just the things that they were attached to. She wasn't even going to acknowledge his response; it would just degenerate into her wanting to reach through the computer and bop him on the nose like a bad dog.

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LittleGreyWolf: Any smart, submissive ladies feel like chatting for a bit?

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[Welcome to the chatroom "Special Interests - Bondage"]

[Lunar.Luuca has entered “Special Interests – Bondage”.]

LittleGreyWolf: 27/F/United States. Sorry Masterful, I’m not looking for a male partner. Besides, I’m a Domme, not a sub.

Masterful 89: aw you’ve just never experienced the right guy i bet I could break you in with my nice big cock

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She paused for a minute, letting her little delicate fingers tap gently against her laptop's keyboard. Never, never had little Luuca ever thought about joining a chat room- especially of this... "topic". Never had it crossed her mind. As quiet as she was, no one would have ever guessed Luuca was a raging BDSM power house. Her black spectacles slid down the bridge of her nose as she stared at the white screen. She had gotten enough of sneaking around in plenty of bondage clubs herself, though never could find the right "stud" to do the job "right". They wanted little girls who gave in immediately, little girls who do as "daddy" said. When they'd found out half way through the night that Luuca was such a defiant girl, they'd lost all interest, things turned awkward and she'd leave. It even gotten so bad where she had to tie herself up to feel any satisfaction. (Though that didn't end well when company came unexpectedly. She sighed. One of the girls at her job, Vickie, friend of hers was a lesbian and constantly told her how girls did it better. It was the constant rant at lunch:
'What better way to find pleasure than with someone who's the same gender for Christ sake. Men? They either rub too hard, or they don't rub hard enough. They miss, they push and shove and refuse to explore the delicate thing that is the body of the woman. They expect all women to like it rough and hard, and take a load on our face or have their god damn hair pulled. Do I look like a woman who wants to have her face slapped with his god damn cock? Uhm, no honey. Women on he other hand are different. They're tender and soft, a I mean soft. Soft all over. Stuffing my head in between her legs and just making her squirm and moan...? Bliss. Utter Bliss, Luuca.'

But by then Luuca, being who she was, was already in another world trying to imagine what her coworker was talking about. She'd thought about it... and thought about it, until she'd found herself in the chat room staring a the very screen before her. "I'm insane." But regardless of what her mouth was saying, her fingers did the opposite and she typed away.

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LittleGreyWolf: Any smart, submissive ladies feel like chatting for a bit?
sexiisub19: hey wolf u have skype?

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Lunar.Luuca: :blush: I... I wouldn't mind, LittleGreyWolf.
Her words sat in her box, staring at her as she stared at the text above wolfs. She bit down on her full lower lip hard and pushed her black frames up her cute, button nose. No, no, no. Luuca was smart! She was...kind of? submissive. It was probably too late, probably way too late. They probably had a private chat open and everything already. Technically, or rather "according to her coworker" the proper term for Luuca was "Sub." At least in her mind she was the type of sub that disobeyed for the most part. It was useless at this point though... completely useless. A light breath passed through here soft, full lips and she'd gotten up. It was three in the morning and that meant no light in her room. No light in her room and staring at a bright computer screen for an endless amount of time only mean disaster.
Disaster, disaster, disaster!
Her cat, Mr.WigglesWorth was laying where she'd stepped. A loud screech, a scream, and Luuca threw herself back, (HOPING she would have caught herself on her desk) And found her keyboard keys under her hand instead of her desk.

CLICK
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Lunar.Luuca: I... I wouldn't mind, LittleGreyWolf. :blush: flkshf

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She stood there frozen for a solid, embarrassed, turning red, and burning up before whipping her hand up and turning to see her text moving through the flowing chat. "Oh god," she started "Oh god. OhGod.OhGod.OhGod." She flipped on her lamp, eyes blinded for a moment before adjusting and her fingers typed away. "Stupid, stupid stupid. Oh god. Fuck me. Fucccck me."

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Lunar.Luuca: I mean..! I apologize don't mind me. My hand slipped! Sorry, sorry."

BigDaddy69: hmm... i like her she has an innocent feel y not come play with daddy luuka??

Lunar.Luuka: No! I didn't mean to type in here sorry.

BigDaddy69: Come on u have skype? i'll play with u

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"Christ," she nearly screamed. "I'm so screwed. She's gonna think i'm crazy."

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sexiisub19: hey wolf u have skype?

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Does anyone have any idea how painful it is to be an educator and be forced to watch the horrors that children are doing to the English language? It is absolutely torturous!!! Erin had the overwhelming urge to whip out her purple pen (because there’s some silly new study that says red is too ‘angry’ of a color and crushes the fragile self-esteems of hormonally imbalanced teens...plus she just liked purple), and start making corrections all over the place.

Erin felt her stomach churn at the thought of grading poorly written papers. ‘Sexiisub19’ was probably 19, or had been 19 when she had made that screen name. Which meant that the girl was a year or two older than her students. Or had been one of her students.... Ew, gross! It was incredibly unlikely; the chances that the girl lived anywhere near Erin were slim to none. But still, the irrational fear was there. And to make matters worse, girls under the age of 22 are just so -wild- still. They want to drag you out to clubs and party until 4am. Of course, Erin liked to go out, she liked to drink, but when 1am rolled around, she was ready to leave whatever bar her friends had decided to frequent and curl up in bed.

Besides, ageplay was not her thing; and while there wasn’t a –huge- numerical gap between 19 and 27, there was enough of a developmental one to make her feel like a dirty old pervert.

Well…she –was- a dirty old pervert…kinda. If playing the elaborate roleplaying game: Bondage made her a perv, well then yes, she was a huge perv. But she was a perv with standards! Most of which included weeding out people who didn’t even bother putting in the effort to write full sentences. And a couple others that included not vidchatting with strangers, no matter how horny she was.

Which, tonight, was thankfully not -that- horny. Though a little masturbation would probably help her sleep… Gah! Shh! Hormones! Stop that!

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LittleGreyWolf: Ahh…sorry sexii…I don’t Skype. Anyone else?

Lunar.Luuca: I... I wouldn't mind, LittleGreyWolf. :blush: flkshf

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What the hell is flkshf…?

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Lunar.Luuca: I mean..! I apologize don't mind me. My hand slipped! Sorry, sorry."

BigDaddy69: hmm... i like her she has an innocent feel y not come play with daddy luuka??

Lunar.Luuka: No! I didn't mean to type in here sorry.

BigDaddy69: Come on u have skype? i'll play with u

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BigDaddy, you’re a fucking creeper. Erin snickered and shook her head a bit. He was right though, the girl did have a bit of an innocent feel to her, especially if she was getting flustered in a virtual room full of strangers. It was cute, endearing even. And Erin couldn't help but wonder why the girl was so spastic. Was it because she had never actually been a sub before? Or was it because she had never attempted anything with a woman?

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LittleGreyWolf: BigDaddy, she said ‘no’. Leave her be. And she showed interest in wanting to –talk-, not wanting to play.

LittleGreyWolf: Humm…be a good girl for me and hang on here for just a minute, Luuca.

[LittleGreyWolf has left “Special Interests – Bondage”]

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Humm…button, button, who’s got the button? Erin flicked through a couple of tabs before finally finding the one that would let her make a private chatroom. Geeze, took long enough. But she supposed that was part of the fun, just letting Lunar.Luuca sit in that chatroom and stew for a little bit; make her wonder if Erin would come back. Which she always did, of course. She never left a sub unattended…even when they were blindfolded, gagged, tied to her bed and had headphones in, she’d never leave the room, just let them think that she had.

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A small, grey box with black font popped up onto Luuca's screen.

[LittleGreyWolf has sent you an invitation to join the chatroom “User Created Rooms - Lunar x Wolf”. Do you accept?]

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'Bless her wolfy soul' was all Luuca could think about as the other stood up for her. She pushed her black spectacles up her face as a small dialog box popped up on her screen.

[LittleGreyWolf has sent you an invitation to join the chatroom “User Created Rooms - Lunar x Wolf”. Do you accept?]

"Oh god," was obviously all she could say for the time being. Her hands shook as she gripped her mouse tight and swallowed hard. Do it Luuca. Do it. You know you want to. But what if she thinks you're crazy? Do it."

[ACCEPT]
[You have been added to the chatroom "User Created Rooms - Lunar x Wolf".]

For a moment she stared at the screen, waiting, thinking what she could possibly say to the woman who was on the other side of the screen. Well for starters a Hello, how's you're evening going' could be good. She tapped at the small black keys of her laptop and decided to get at least somewhat comfortable in her seat. For this was the night she'd either completel embarrass and make a fool of herself or possible gain a new friend. Or rather "master". She swallowed hard again and let her fingers get to work again.

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Lunar.Luuca: Ah, I'm so sorry about what happened in the other chat. I completely didn't mean for that. I wasn't going to even write anything. My nerves and what not go the best of me...

Lunar.Luuca: But thank you... I really do appreciate it.

Lunar.Luuca: A lot. I- Oh! Before anything, I guess I should start with that whole A/S/L right?"

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She actually laughed at herself on the other side of her computer. It was no different than real life, only the difference was, people could lie over a silly thing like this. Lie and mislead, twist and wrap other around their little fingers. At least until they actually found out, though little Luuca had no time for that. She was a serious girl in the end.

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Lunar.Luuca: 28 / F (obviously ) / U.S.
Oh and also, sorry about all that gibberish I accidentally typed out at the end. In my wreck of nervousness, I stepped on my cat's tail and jumped back... hit a bunch of keys and without fail hit enter. :blush:

Lunar.Luuca: I'm talking too much now. Please forgive me.

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Pulling her hands back, she rested herself against her chair and sighted finally letting her teeth release her lower lip of it's misery and abuse. Luuca managed to find her long painted nail to bit down on instead. Like that was any better. Should she have told her? Told her the fact that she wasn't necessarily a "lesbian" but was willing to "try" because her "friend" told her it was the greatest experience she'd ever done? "No. Never," she said to herself. Looking over Mr. Wigglesworth, upset and whining pawed at her seat. Luuca, being the sweet soul she was let the poor injured kitten into her lap and pet it. More so a nervous, anxious pet than her usual soft and tender caress. "She's probably got to think I'm insane. I mean you already do, don't you Wiggles?" The small cat meowed and nuzzled itself under her breasts, furiously rubbing the top of it's head against the bottom of her bosom.

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[Lunar.Luuca has entered “User Created Rooms – Lunar x Wolf”.]

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Here’s a little secret: even Dommes freak out.

Holy Shit!!! She actually came! Alright…well…you’ve got her in here. Now what?!?!?! Yeah, Erin had put herself out there and said that she had wanted to chat. And she did. Kinda. Sorta. Maybe? But now her sleep deprived mind was slowly coming to the realization that she hadn’t had the slightest idea of what to say!! Crap…she really should have planned this out better.

Worst. Domme. Ever.

Come on Erin, get it together! With a heavy sigh, she slouched forward, resting her elbows on the clear patch of desk right infront of her computer. She bowed her head to shield those big brown doe eyes from the harsh, artificial light of the laptop for a moment to think. But her brain wasn't going. Why the hell wasn't her brain going?! Erin ran her slender fingers through the messy, tangled mane atop her head before finally curling her hand into a fist and giving the silken strands a light tug, relishing at the soft bite of pain to her scalp. There, that should help increase bloodflow and get her brain working, right?

Thank God Lunar.Luuca was taking the bull by the horns and talking while Erin had her minor breakdown.

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LittleGreyWolf: No, no, no. You’re not talking too much, I’m just tired and a little slow. I’m sorry, it’s just hard for me to formulate sentences right now. It’s 3:30am here and I –should- be asleep but I couldn’t seem to quite get there.

LittleGreyWolf: But ahhh... don’t worry about the chatroom, always love to help an adorkable girl in need . All these online Masters can be a little overbearing sometimes.

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Heh, 'overbearing' was being kind. People can so easily turn into monsters when they're communicating over such an impersonal medium like the internet. And those guys in that chatroom...bleck. No finesse, no style. They dished out poorly executed orders and they expected them to be followed. And maybe they were right to do so...so many girls made it easy on them instead of putting up a fight. But that little bit of hesitance that Luuca had shown in the chatroom...how she had said 'No!' when pressured to obey... Erin liked that. She liked that a lot.

Was it bad that she was overly observant and had noticed those silly little things? Maybe. Some people hated talking over the internet because it was so easy to create elaborate lies, but she actually loved it. It was like some huge, complex puzzle game where she had to figure out what was true and what was false. And she played into the game as well...though with a little more finesse (at least, she liked to think so). She dropped little hints about who she was and where she lived, like how she'd casually thrown in what time it was where she lived, just to see if she could draw out a little information from Lunar.Luuca to see if they were at least int he same timezone.

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LittleGreyWolf: It’s pretty funny though that you’re chatting with me because of your cat’s doing . But why so nervous? Have you never really done the whole ‘bondage’ thing before?

LittleGreyWolf: Because, it’s not scary. Well…not all the time. I know some people have intense experiences. But, I dunno. I like to think of it as a game: you pretend to struggle, I pretend to be the big bad Mistress, even though we both want the same thing: pleasure.

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Fuck, you’re being too presumptuous. Who was to say whether or not Lunar.Luuca would choose her as a Mistress? Hell, why would –she- even choose this seemingly inexperienced sub as her new pet?! Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. The brunette groaned loudly as she banged her head against her desk. Damn you sleep! This is all your fault!!

Ugh, she really shouldn’t be doing this sort of thing so late at night…

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Lunar.Luuca: Ah, That's completely understandable. Wait-
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She looked over at the clock to her left and the poor thing read 3:30. She had to get up for work in an hour and a half. She pulled an all nighter. Again. Doing what? Looking for a Master for christ sake. She slapped her forehead and sighed.

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Lunar.Luuca: I didn't even know it was this late. Well.. early? So I can understand being almost brain dead. Its sad. I got no sleep and I have work in about an hour an a half. :-/

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She laughed to herself on her side and ran her fingers through her soft hair. She was almost brain dead herself and there was no rescue from this either. No possible way to sleep in for work was only sad moments away. Though work meant two things to her. Bills sadly, but more importantly it meant getting her new custom made Latex body suits, gags, toys, whips galore. As curvy and "delicious" as she was, nothing ever fit quite comfortably. Then again latex wasn't the most comfiest material. Latex was almost gross to wear, and felt so rubbery and lets not get into the whole smell of it (especially when it was brand new.) But there was just something about it... Something about it when it's on your body, It was like another set of skin or something, another feeling, too tight and not to mention there was no escape in latex. It was hard to put on just as it was hard to take off. But there was so many nice ways to make them special. Hooks to wrists, and hips and ankles, just so she could even be suspended in the air. Lets not talk about the designs.

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Lunar.Luuca: Adorkable? That's a new one. I like it ♥ Thank you.

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A heart?! Are you crazy? Don't get too comfortable now!
But she couldn't help it. Even through a computer screen, she felt that the women on the other side was... well caring? No, that wasn't the word, though was enough to describe her.

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Lunar.Luuca: As for BDSM, I'm not new to it... I mean, I've had my fair share of masters and what not, but never the right experience. Not to mention strange safe words... There just a glorifying rush.. a satisfaction in knowing that your master is there watching you struggle against all this constricting gear. :blush: its great! An odd turn on I guess, haha!

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She blushed. What in the hell was she doing explaining her kink to this person she'd known for literally a minute? She had to think she was some crazy perverted nymphomaniac or something. Maybe it was that natural vibe that just came from her..? It was something she couldn't even think out to explain.

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Lunar.Luuca: Oh! My name, is Luuca, like my username. Its also very nice to meet you, my manners, I apologize.

Awww…a little heart? Erin couldn’t help but giggle. This girl really was a bit of a dork! Hehehehe… Erin bit her lower lip in glee. She loved girls that were a little on the nerdy side. Smart was sexy, –very- sexy.

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LittleGreyWolf: Hehe, well, its no more odd than being a Mistress that loves to see a sub fighting against her ropes .

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Erin absolutely loved ropework, when she had the time anyways. Sometimes cuffs and pre-made shackles were necessary for a quick session. But when she had time, when her sub was being a good girl and would hold still while they got ready for their scene, Erin loved to do all the binding herself with natural hemp rope that would bite into the skin. There was something special about seeing braided ropemarks all over her sub’s wrists and ankles afterwards…

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Lunar.Luuca: Oh! My name, is Luuca, like my username. Its also very nice to meet you, my manners, I apologize.

LittleGreyWolf: Aw you’re so well behaved! But I hope you’re not –too- well behaved. Good girls don’t get spankings, unfortunately .

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Erin couldn’t help but grin at the thought of having this girl bent over her desk, breasts pressed against the keyboard, hands gripping the edge, forehead resting against the wall. While Erin stood over her, keeping her pinned down with one hand while the other paddled both bared cheeks until the girl had learned her lesson.

Christ, you are fucked in the head.

-Usually- she didn’t have fantasies about some strange woman that she had just met over the internet, honest. Especially ones that were faceless. Maybe it was just stress from work, or this sleep deprivation that was making her mind constantly wander towards dirty thoughts. Hmmph…if she were to be –really- honest with herself, it was because Luuca was comfortable enough to be honest and outspoken with her, so she could do the same thing in return.

Hmmm….Luuca, huh? Erin stared at the chatbox for a moment, committing the name to her memory. What an odd name. But it was cute…which led her to believe that if she were ever to meet Luuca in real life, she’d be one lovely little sub.

Fuck, if you’re making all these assumptions based on her name, what the hell does that say about –your- name?! Phe, Shakespeare, you and your whole ‘What’s in a name?’ nonsense. There’s a lot to a name! Especially when you have nothing else to go on…

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LittleGreyWolf: It’s very nice to meet you Luuca. My name is Erin ^^.

LittleGreyWolf: Sooo…I noticed that you said you’ve had your fair share of Masters. But what about Mistresses? Ever do anything risqué with another woman before?

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Her face. Her poor milky face was on fire, redder than it had ever been in her life. For such a short chat with someone who she'd met for a short moment, she oddly found herself sitting in her seat completely turned on. Her mind went to places, from having herself tied up, to spanked, to gagged, to being shoved with toys for being a bad little girl. It was't until her cat pawed at her chin that Luuca woke up to more text from the other. Erin. Erin was her name and she liked every part of Erin even if she hadn't met the girl in her life before. "Erin," she said softly. "Erinnnn~" she moaned out for practice measure, though she was sure she wouldn't be moaning her name and rather something else. "This is amazing. No." She said suddenly. "I'm insane," she said looking down at her cat before the little I.M sound went off. Luuca would most definietly put up a fight in those ropes.

That was easy work.

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LittleGreyWolf: Aw you’re so well behaved! But I hope you’re not –too- well behaved. Good girls don’t get spankings, unfortunately .

Lunar.Luuca: Aww, but I like to have my cake and eat it too. :s No worries, putting up a fight is my specialty So I'll take those spankings, thank you very much ♥
Lunar.Luuca: You better be prepared for a challege~

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She giggled to herself, pushing up her black frames that'd fallen down the bridge of her nose. Where did her set of balls come from?
She was a nervous wreck only a moment ago and know she was challenging this beautiful, majestic person called Erin? Good God Luuca! She bit down on her lower lip before her hands found her face.

Covering them in embarrassment. It was hard to believe she was loving every moment of it. The teasing, the Domme aura Erin gave off, the butterflies in her stomach, the slow ache between her thick thighs as her mind roamed off into parallel universes of utter pleasure!

Christ, she had it in for her. A Ma- Mistress who was more than perfect. Way more than perfect. She fanned herself. She was burning up even though her room was cool, and tortured her lower lip a bit more.

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Lunar.Luuca: And it's a pleasure to meet you too Erin ♥

LittleGreyWolf: Sooo…I noticed that you said you've had your fair share of Masters. But what about Mistresses? Ever do anything risqué with another woman before?

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She knew this question would come up sooner or later. Though, the sooner the better.

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Lunar.Luuca: Well, yeah. Well I mean no. I'm never... been with a woman, much less have had a mistress before. The idea of it though... It seems kind of sexy... :blush:

Lunar.Luuca: I always think about what it would be like... But I can't seem to get it right... So my only other option is to try it out... I mean! I don't want to seem like I'm using you. I would genuinely like to try, you know?

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She felt a sudden nervousness in the pit of her stomach.

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Lunar.Luuca: I really wouldn't do anything to hurt you. Or break what little trust we've gain through this small conversation we've had, you know?

Lunar.Luuca: I'm a good sub, I promise. ♥

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And it was true. On both parts. She'd never been with a woman, only rough, heartless men who've used her so called "perfect" body to its limit. They didn't see the flaws Luuca saw. They only saw ass and tits and thought of how they'd "fuck" every hole Luuca had. The least she could want in those countless times she's been "used," is a master or mistress in this case, who despite their Domme demeanor at least had a heart on the inside. From what Luuca saw in the General Chat, Erin had exactly that.
To Luuca Erin was perfect.
Absolutely perfect.

LittleGreyWolf: Ahhh a bi-curious sub, I see.

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Erin reclined a bit in her leather office chair. Her eyes traveling up to the ceiling and she sighed, taking a time out for a moment to collect her thoughts. Some lesbians –loved- to break in straight girls, that was their kink. And there are some benefits to the whole ‘lesbian first time’ situation: such as the instant power that came from knowing more than the new girl and having confidence that stemmed from experience. But for Erin…well…as she grew older, that sort of novelty had worn off. Straight girls can turn out to be a headache real fast. They go back and forth on whether they're ready to take things further. They can freak out in public if you do something as simple as hold their hand or kiss their cheek. Sneaking around is thrilling, sometimes, the rest of the time it just sucks.

Erin had spent her teenage years in the closet, she wasn’t going back in there, not for anyone.

But a ‘lesbian first time’ scenario with Luuca…that would be a bit different. They’d have a BDSM relationship, not a romantic one, and those get hidden all the time anyways. What could possibly be the harm in that? With a little nod, Erin leaned forward once again and began to run her fingertips quickly over the keyboard.

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LittleGreyWolf: Being with a woman is different, I hesitate to say the word ‘better’ because it’s not for everyone. But umm…sexwise, it can be softer, slower. A woman's not afraid to take time out and explore. I know I can find every spot that'll make you writhe, and just how much pressure and speed it’ll take to make you scream.

LittleGreyWolf: And being dominated by a woman is –very- different. Everything is slower... Mistresses tend to be more patient, more vocal, more manipulative. We like to play cat and mouse.

LittleGreyWolf: As fun as it is to manhandle subs and –force- them to obey. I love a good battle of wills and some psychological warfare .

LittleGreyWolf: But…like I said, it’s different and not for everyone.

Lunar.Luuca: I really wouldn't do anything to hurt you. Or break what little trust we've gain through this small conversation we've had, you know?

Lunar.Luuca: I'm a good sub, I promise. ♥

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Underneath her Domme persona, waaaayyyy underneath, Erin was just as fragile as any woman. There was the very real possibility that Luuca could cause some stinging to her heart if they really pursued this online flirting further. Erin had a bad habit of allowing the Mistress/sub relationship to evolve and turn into a girlfriend/girlfriend one....and yeah, it really sucks when you realize that your sub makes a god awful girlfriend.

But she had special rules for women like Luuca, women who wanted to just try things out but didn’t want to commit to a lover. Even though Luuca was trying to assure her she’d be good and not hurt Erin, the sleepy brunette still liked to take precautions.

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LittleGreyWolf: I’m glad you wouldn’t want to hurt me. And I’m sure you’re a perfect little sub ^^.

LittleGreyWolf: But I have special rules for girls like you…just incase...

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Pouty lips parted as a yawn escaped her. Erin glanced over to the clock. 4am…


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LittleGreyWolf: But…it’s getting very late. How about this: you be a good girl for me and go take a powernap. I wouldn’t want you to be exhausted for work because of me.

LittleGreyWolf: And then tomorrow, we can talk again. Sometime in the afternoon/evening when you’re off of work?

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Maybe she messed up? Maybe she spoke too soon and scared her off? "Christ Luuka!" She whipped her glasses off and placed them on her small desk before pulling at her hair. She had surely screwed up for real this time. She really wanted to try, to try and make it work, to experience something gentler for once. And Erin was that gentleness! Pinching the bridge of her nose, she sighed. The sand man had poured more than enough sand on her for the night.. or well morning. She ran her light fingers through her hair before Erin's text continued to show up on her screen.

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LittleGreyWolf: I’m glad you wouldn’t want to hurt me. And I’m sure you’re a perfect little sub ^^.

LittleGreyWolf: But I have special rules for girls like you…just incase...

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Special rules? The whole entirety of the sentence had Luuca worried. But at the same time it made sense. She would have rule for bi-curious ladies and she could understand if it was a safety for Erin's sake. The safety of her heart and her feelings. Luuca understood that here and back. She ran her delicate digits along the black keyboard before typing away.

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Lunar.Luuca: And that's completely understandable. ♥

LittleGreyWolf: But…it’s getting very late. How about this: you be a good girl for me and go take a powernap. I wouldn’t want you to be exhausted for work because of me.

LittleGreyWolf: And then tomorrow, we can talk again. Sometime in the afternoon/evening when you’re off of work?

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She took glanced at her clock. For fuck sake it was 4 in the morning! Erin was right. Power nap was what it would have to be, followed by tons and tons of coffee to keep this poor accountant awake. She whined. Mainly because she didn't want to leave so soon after just meeting Erin. She wanted to hug and squeeze her and make her believe Luuca.

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Lunar.Luuca: Yes Mistress~ ♥ :blush: Sorry, sorry. Too soon. But yes, I'll get some z's for few minutes before I have to wake up.
Thanks for uhm..

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She thought about it for a second. Erin hadn't really done anything, but Luuca felt the need to thank her anyways.

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Lunar.Luuca: Thanks for... I don't know! Thank you for accepting me? God I'm messing this goodnight/morning up.

Lunar.Luuca: Thank you for talking to me and giving me a chance. ...How's that?

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Go she as such a dork, but she gave it a try.

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Lunar.Luuca: You get some rest too ♥ And I'll talk to you when I get home around 5 - 5:30. Sleep well.

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Of course she waited for the other's sweet reply before hitting the small red "x"
[Are you sure you want to leave “User Created Rooms – Lunar x Wolf”.] ?
[YES]
[Lunar.Luuca has left the chatroom “User Created Rooms - Lunar x Wolf”.]

A few more clicks here and there and Luuca's computer was well on its way to shutting off. She pushed herself back out of her chair, lifted her cat and took them straight to bed. It was going to be a long and hard day at work. More so because she got not one bit of sleep. She did have other things to think about other than numbers and that was her soon to be, sweet mistress Erin. She'd be good to her if given the chance. Really good to her. The best Sub any Domme could ever have. Finally her head was rested down against the pillow. Her eyes looking up at her dark ceiling, her cat purring gently next to her head and before she knew it her eyes were closing... slowly she was falling into a deep slumber...

...

That is before her alarm clock went off 45 minutes later.

She groaned and whined before knocking the poor thing off her night stand to shut it up. Why did she have to go to work? Why couldn't she just talk to Erin some more? Why couldn't she have just been in bed with her, snuggling with her. It was sad to say her thought were already going that far. Who knew where else they'd go since she was sleep deprived ( and not because of Erin. If she had the option and if human's didn't need sleep, she'd have talked to her till dawn. Well technically it was... ah you get it.) She rolled out of bed and started with the daily routine. Brush teeth, shower, comb hair, undies, bra, shirt, skirt, tights, heels, then down the stairs. Bread, eggs, juice, purse and jacket and she was out the door to her car. The usual drive across town stuffing her face with her eggs and toast before just barely making it to the office because of traffic. She sat in a small office all day doing nothing but counting numbers and bringing the company up to date with their expenses and what not when she could have been making her breakfast in nothing but her birthday suit and collar. Luuca's mind was on other things, other fantasies. Fantasies of what Erin looked like. Maybe she had short hair, maybe it was long. It had to be brown, totally had be. She seemed like she was cute, and beautiful. Inside and out. But at the same time she had her guard up. Luuca noticed that for sure. She'd figure she'd take a moment to close her eyes... just for two minutes...

Though... Two little minutes turned into an two hours and half.

Which ended up with her being late with the reports for that morning. Thank god she was good with numbers or should would have been fired long ago. The excuse for firing her? "You're always in you're own world!" Couldn't blame her! She had a better time in her world than the real world anyways. There were ropes instead of reports in her world! With the reports in on time and her mind left on Erin, before she knew it it was five in the afternoon and she had a special meeting with someone in thirty minutes. Maybe she should give Erin her number. Maybe it would have been easier instead of I.M. 'No. We just met. You're pushing it Luuca. Pushing it way too far now! She has rules for you, you know.' Lest we not forget the rules. Didn't mean she couldn't be friendly, right? It was an easier drive home, feeling like nothing was getting in her way of talk to Erin again. Luuca pulled up to her drive way and she was out of her car and already in her house rushing to change into a loose tank top and panties then rushing to find something to eat while the debate of giving Erin her phone number played out in her head. She could say no, or she could say yes. There was only two choices and one of them could only get picked. 5:30 finally the clock read. Her computer was already booted up and waiting for her to type away.

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[Welcome to the chatroom "Special Interests - Bondage"]

[Lunar.Luuca has entered “Special Interests – Bondage”.]

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And like a good little Sub, she waited.

She waited for her Erin.

Lunar.Luuca: Yes Mistress~ ♥ :blush: Sorry, sorry. Too soon. But yes, I'll get some z's for few minutes before I have to wake up.
Thanks for uhm..

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Yes Mistress… The phrase sent a shiver down Erin’s back as it floated about her head in a sweet, disembodied feminine voice. What she wouldn’t give to have to –really- hear those words from her lovely sub’s lips.

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Lunar.Luuca: Thanks for... I don't know! Thank you for accepting me? God I'm messing this goodnight/morning up.

Lunar.Luuca: Thank you for talking to me and giving me a chance. ...How's that?

Lunar.Luuca: You get some rest too ♥ And I'll talk to you when I get home around 5 - 5:30. Sleep well.

LittleGreyWolf: You’re not messing anything up ^^. You’re doing very well. And you’re welcome. Thanks for keeping me company tonight, I enjoyed talking to you.

LittleGreyWolf: Okay, 5-5:30 it is. I’ll see you then!

LittleGreyWolf: And umm… Goodnight, pet ;D. Sweet dreams.

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Erin smiled sleepily. Mmm my pet…my adorkable little pet, Luuca. That smile was still on her lips as she shut off her computer and then wandered off towards her bedroom to try to catch some sleep before the sun came up.

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WOOF! WOOF! WOOF!

“Ugghhh…”

WOOF!

“Daaakooootttaaaa…it’s Saturdaaaayyyy.” Erin whined as she drove her head under a pillow in an attempt to hide from the barking alarm clock that was her husky. Why was it her dog’s bladder didn’t know when the weekend was?

WOOF! WOOF! WOOF!

“Okay! Okay okay okay.” Erin dragged her tired butt out of bed, rubbing sleep from her eyes as she untangled herself from the sheets and stumbled down the hallway, through the living room, and into the dining room where Dakota’s cage was kept. The large grey husky whined pitifully, tapping her paws impatiently on the ground with a look on her face that screamed ‘I need to peeeeeeeee!!’

“Well, that’s what you get for drinking a ton of water before bed.” Erin quickly unlocked the large kennel and jogged with Dakota to the backdoor to let her out. Gyah…the sun is barely up… She sighed as she looked out at the backyard that was lowly lit with pinks and greys. The problem with Erin was, once she was up, she was up. So even though it was only 6am and a normal person would probably go back to sleep, she was wiiiddeee awake and ready for her day. Plus the weekends were meant for her and Dakota to hang out and get some work done.

Like most people, Erin was a creature of habit: Saturday was errand day. So once she had showered, gotten dressed, had breakfast with the dog her, her and Dakota hopped into the car and went around town, making quick stops at the bank, the grocery store, her sister’s apartment (though that quick stop turned out to take several hours because her sister’s kids loved to play with Dakota).

Here’s another problem with Erin: she was –constantly- late.

Fuuuuucccckkk! Erin scolded herself as she rushed home, having almost totally forgotten about her agreed meeting with Luuca. AHHH!! She should’ve left her sister’s a little earlier. It was already 5:30! And she had a date! Well…not a –real- date… But she hated to keep a sub waiting. Especially a really cute one like Luuca. Maybe she should see if the other girl wanted to exchange pictures? Just so they had a name to go with the face… No! No…she wouldn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable, or like Erin wanted to just get into her pants.

Well…she –did- want to get into Luuca’s pants. Mmm or maybe some red panties with thigh highs and matching garters… Hey! Focus!

By the time she had dragged her groceries into the house and booted up her computer, it was already 5:45. Damnit! I hope she’s still here…

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BigDaddy69: wats up luuca. ur mistress not do it for u last night?

[Welcome to the chatroom "Special Interests - Bondage"]

[LittleGreyWolf has entered “Special Interests – Bondage”.]

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Erin quickly looked through the ‘Who’s Chatting’ list, breathing a sigh of relief when she saw the name Lunar.Luuca on the list.

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LittleGreyWolf: Heya Luuca! Hope I didn’t keep you waiting long.

BigDaddy69: come on little luuca. come play with daddy.

LittleGreyWolf: Shut it, BigDaddy. She belongs to –me-.

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Blargh. This was the problem with internet chatrooms…she couldn’t just collar Luuca somehow to show that she was already owned by someone.

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LittleGreyWolf: Would you like to head somewhere a little more private, Luuca?

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BigDaddy69: wats up luuca. ur mistress not do it for u last night?

[Welcome to the chatroom "Special Interests - Bondage"]

[LittleGreyWolf has entered “Special Interests – Bondage”.]

Lunar. Luuca: In fact, there she is. And sorry, she's perfect. At least better than you could ever be.

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A wave of relief washed through her as her nervous fingers typed rapidly in excitement. She was here! She was here at last, but her invisible tail wouldn't rest.

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LittleGreyWolf: Heya Luuca! Hope I didn’t keep you waiting long.

BigDaddy69: come on little luuca. come play with daddy.

LittleGreyWolf: Shut it, BigDaddy. She belongs to –me-.

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She belongs to me.

To me.

ME.

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LittleGreyWolf: Would you like to head somewhere a little more private, Luuca?

Lunar.Luuca: Yes Mistress~ ♥

- - -

Of course that was a warning for everyone who had eyes on either of them to actually piss off for once.

Now back to reality!

It was her turn now since her mistress had done the pleasure of opening the chat for them this morning.


Her poor little heart was pounding in her chest and screamed like a school girl. She was Erin's now. That was confirmation, at least to Luuca. She fanned herself and nodded in agreement to going somewhere private, though she was sure Erin couldn't have possibly have seen that. But her heart was just too filled with joy to even respond. Crap what if she wants a picture today!? Well that would give me all the more reason to ask for her number! She looked all around her room for her little compact mirror, diving over heaps and mountains of clothing she'd thrown on the floor in the morning's rush to work to check her cute, round face. Christ what of she asks to cam with me? No way, too soon. All these possibilities!

[Lunar.Luuca has sent you an invitation to join the chatroom “User Created Rooms - Mistress & Pet”. Do you accept?]

The gray box popped up for Erin and all there left to do was accept.

All the balls she seemed to muster once again in that fine moment of time was even beyond her. It still scared even herself how brave she was being. She got up quickly and threw- well neatly threw her clothing into her closet, fixed the carpet on the tile floor, flicked on a lamp and threw herself back into her seat. Never, literally never had Luuca been this excited to meet with someone. Maybe it was because she knew Erin was perfect. No. No that wasn't it. It was totally because Erin had called her, HER PET. Home Run! And the crowd goes nuts! Done and Confirmed. At least Luuca's heart was going nuts. She could barely sit in her seat. But she had to calm down now. Pets couldn't be all hyper and wild. They had to be poise and attend to their Mistress' every want, desire or challenge.

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Lunar.Luuca: Good afternoon, Mistress ♥ And how was your day? :blush:

Lunar.Luuca: I... missed you ♥

…she’s perfect... Erin blinked, reading that one line over. Is she talking about me? Well...she couldn't be talking about anyone else. So that meant...that Luuca was really taking with her?!?! YEAH!!!! A smug grin curled its way onto the brunette’s lips as she basked in the bit of attachment that Luuca was showing off to the others in the chatroom. Hah! That’s right everyone! Stay away from her new pet!

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[Lunar.Luuca has sent you an invitation to join the chatroom “User Created Rooms - Mistress & Pet”. Do you accept?]

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Hell yeah she was gonna accept! Click!

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[Welcome to the chatroom “User Created Rooms – Mistress & Pet”]

[LittleGreyWolf has entered “User Created Rooms – Mistress & Pet”.]

Lunar.Luuca: Good afternoon, Mistress ♥ And how was your day? :blush:

Lunar.Luuca: I... missed you ♥

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Erin felt her cheeks color as he heart rate spiked. It had been a long time since she had felt herself so thrilled to hear the word ‘Mistress’. And she wasn’t even hearing it! She was just reading it! But…that’s the magic of the internet, right? You get to use your imagination to create images and sounds in your head, all of which are perfect. It’s like…when you read the book and then watch the movie…the book is always better.

Oh how she hoped that Luuca wouldn’t disappoint in real life…

GYAH! You’ve known her for less than a day and you’re already thinking about meeting her. What’s wrong with you?! What if she’s an axe murderer in sub’s clothing?!?! THEN WHAT!?!

Nah…no way that the woman on the other side of the computer could be a psychopath. She’s too…too…

Perfect for me…

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LittleGreyWolf: Usual boring day off, just ran some errands. Going to get ready to cook dinner in an hour or two…

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LittleGreyWolf: I could use a naughty little pet around here to make things more exciting. Or would you be a good girl and cook dinner for me in nothing but your collar?

Erin paused, reading the words in the little chatbox over again. Ugh, you can’t say that, it’s too soon. Delete. Delete. Delete. Now...let's try something a little more tame...

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LittleGreyWolf: And I missed you too, my lovely little pet ^^.

LittleGreyWolf: Did you have fun at work today? Were you a good girl and stayed awake?

LittleGreyWolf: Because if you were a bad girl, I’ll have to devise a punishment for you...

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LittleGreyWolf: Usual boring day off, just ran some errands. Going to get ready to cook dinner in an hour or two…

Lunar.Luuca: Ah.. Food sounds about good right now...

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And so did standing in Erin's kitchen cooking for her in nothing but a collar while her mistress watched... Ah~ But as hungry as she was still regardless of the little snack she had before, she wouldn't dare leave her computer until her mistress did.

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LittleGreyWolf: And I missed you too, my lovely little pet ^^.

LittleGreyWolf: Did you have fun at work today? Were you a good girl and stayed awake?

LittleGreyWolf: Because if you were a bad girl, I’ll have to devise a punishment for you... Wink

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She missed her too? God, Luuca was in heaven. No Master of her had ever missed her. This was even new for her. Now a punishment? Where in god's name was this woman all her life!? Did the Heavens- Well it was more like Hell at the time- want her to suffer with horrible masters one after the other?! Did these invisible demons want the "virtuous" Luuca to suffer over and over while there was a angelic Erin simply waiting for her?!

Damn it all. Damn it all to Hell and back!
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Lunar.Luuca: It was hard! I was so sleepy, and all I could think about was you. ♥ What you looked like and how tall you are. The whole package! I'm such a shortie. So I was worried that maybe I'd have to wear taller shoes or something for you.

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"Dammit!" he light voice called out. She was pushing too far now. Pushing the fact she was dying to meet her. Not that there was a problem with it now. It was technically true. She did had a burning desire to see her sweet mistress' gorgeous face so that every fiery thought she had of her would be put finally at ease. So that every blank face in her mind was filled of only Erin, so that each and every moment she closed her eyes it would be Erin's face there to great her. To please her, to treat her like the wonderful mistress she was. Wait- was she being obsessive now..? No? No.. right? She just.. She just cared for her sweet Erin and well... wanted to see her beautiful always and only.
Duh.

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Lunar.Luuca: I was out for two hours and some but I'll take my punishment either way

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She smiled, letting her pale cheeks flush with color.

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Lunar.Luuca: A nice paddle with "MISTRESS" carved right into it.
Lunar.Luuca: Branding my red little bottom. :blush:
Lunar.Luuca: What helps ( I guess ) is that I'm kind of pale, but pink in all the right places.

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Her face was. on. fire. Redder than any apple or tomato. It was true! The sun wasn't too friendly too her. She'd be paler than paper as kid leaving her joints and other "special places' power pink for the taking. Besides what was better than making pink go red? She loved it. Every word, every enticing word she was typing to let Erin know she was invited to her world of fine pleasures. He fingers went at it again.

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Lunar.Luuca: I was thinking about it...

Lunar.Luuca: For a while now...

Lunar.Luuca: Would you.. like to exchange pictures? :blush: I mean just so you know that it's not some like 65 year old man tugging your tail.

LittleGreyWolf: Tsk tsk, naughty pet. Daydreaming –and- sleeping on the job? What on earth am I goingn to do with you?

Lunar.Luuca: A nice paddle with “MISTRESS” carved right into it.
Lunar.Luuca: Branding my red little bottom. :blush:
Lunar.Luuca: What helps ( I guess ) is that I’m kind of pale, but pink in all the right places

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Erin’s mouth immediately began to water at the thought of a very delicious, perfectly pink place on her pet that her tongue would gladly love to explore. Just the thought of having Luuca’s sweet, tangy arousal coating her tongue as she teased and tormented her new pet until she was a whimpering, begging mess, was enough to cause Erin’s core to throb insistently with lust.

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LittleGreyWolf: Mmm…I’m sure your behind would look absolutely mouthwatering when it’s lit up bright red from all the spanking that you’re going to get. And maybe the leftover pain would help keep you awake at work the next day .

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For a moment Erin wondered what sort of job her pet worked at anyways. She was a bit of a biter...Erin loved marking her property with teeth marks and hickeys. Though, she’d have to be a bit more careful if Luuca worked a job that required wearing some sort of uniform…

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Lunar.Luuca: I was thinking about it…

Lunar.Luuca: For a while now…

Lunar.Luuca: Would you… like to exchange pictures? :blush: I mean just so you know that it’s not some like 65 year old man tugging your tail.

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Good! They were on the same page! But…Erin was nervous about exchanging pictures. She knew that she was pretty…but wanted to make sure that –Luuca- thought she was pretty. It made her stomach roll at the thought of her pet finding that she was not attracted to Erin. Which…would be normal. Erin was an experiment after all, and sometimes experiments don’t turn out they way you had planned.

Well…you never know unless you try…

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LittleGreyWolf: That sounds like an excellent idea, pet.

LittleGreyWolf: Let me turn on my webcam so that I can snap a quick photo of myself. That way you can have a current picture :wink:

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Gyah, she hated when people sent her –old- pictures. Cause let’s face it: you gain weight, you lose weight, you get a really bad hair cut and are waiting for your hair to grow out… (the butch phase was not a good one for Erin). So she wanted to make sure that Luuca knew what she looked like today, and not what she looked like months ago.

Erin surveyed herself in the screen as the green light came on for her webcam. Should she…smile? She bit her lower lip in thought. Okay…so…Luuca was into her because she was a Mistress. So…perhaps she should pick a pose so that it showed off her Domme persona?

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[LittleGreyWolf has sent you the file “Erin”. Do you accept?]

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Attached was a picture of Erin, sitting in her black leather office chair, obviously still at her desk. Over her should was a tiny little peek of her living room: walls that were painted a light shade of slate grey, big windows that were letting in the setting sun, the big plush maroon leather couch that a fluffy grey husky was occupying. Damn dog…always photobombing…

And in the foreground was Erin; with mocha colored hair that was so wavy that it bordered on curly, lightly tanned skin, and big, gorgeous doe eyes. At first glance she looked as though she would be on the submissive side…(damn those eyes…) But her strong jaw, her high cheekbones, and just the way she sat in her chair…tall, confident, and with a slight smirk tugging at the corners of her pouty lips…it all made her look more like a true Domme.

The dark green button down she wore gave her a sort of down-to-earth look and put her in the ‘tom-boy’ category of the femininity spectrum. She’d unbuttoned her shirt just enough to show off her breast…which were modest B’s. She wasn’t thin, she was –lean-. Lightly muscled all over if the way her shirt clung tightly to her toned arms was any indication.

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LittleGreyWolf: Oh! And I’m 5’11”, by the way (yup, used to play basketball, still coach it too ^^). Since you were daydreaming about the ‘whole package’ that is me, figured I’d give you my height so you can scale my image in your fantasies accordingly .

LittleGreyWolf: So what do you think, pet?

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LittleGreyWolf: Mmm…I’m sure your behind would look absolutely mouthwatering when it’s lit up bright red from all the spanking that you’re going to get. And maybe the leftover pain would help keep you awake at work the next day Tongue.

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She let out a small moan as she covered her face. The thought excited her to oblivion. Was this how it was with women? So kind and willing to execute punishment in such a wonderful fashion? Luuca's poor mind was in so many other places.

Luuca would be sure to indulge into that fantasy in the very near future. For sure. But on to bigger and better things!

Erin's beautiful face.

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LittleGreyWolf: That sounds like an excellent idea, pet.

LittleGreyWolf: Let me turn on my webcam so that I can snap a quick photo of myself. That way you can have a current picture :wink:

Lunar.Luuca: And I will too!

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Quickly grabbing her brush and running a few times through her hair, she put a little gloss on her pouty, pink lips and she seemed to br ready for her photo shoot because one picture would not be enough. She as well turned on her web cam and snapped away a few times. It was one of those obnoxious ' High Definition ' ones that caught EVERYTHING. That was the downfall of the camera in Luuca's case. From all her excitement... her... nipples got a hard and refused to rest. Was it too much too soon? Would it leave her mistress guessing? Wondering just how big and just how soft she was?

Luuca knew she'd be wondering these things. Either way there she was in her grand room. Lavender walls with a subtle sunset coating her room with natural lighting. Her precious cat napping on her bed, sound asleep.

She on the other hand sat in her black desk chair. Luuca pouted softly, her full lips naturally forming into a small " o ". A noticeable pink blush eased onto her sweet round face. ( Her emotes didn't lie! ) Luuca's sweet, olive green, bedroom eyes looked into the camera. One hand down between her thighs pressing against the seat while the other hand pushed her soft hair from in front of her eyes.

Her black spectacles rested at the end of her button nose as she arched her back. Luuca of course wanted to let Erin know she had her own special goodies that her mistress would of course get to play with. ♥

As long as Erin liked her new busty pet, then it was all good.

Snap Snap!

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[LittleGreyWolf has sent you the file “Erin”. Do you accept?]

[ACCEPT]

[Lunar.Luuca has sent you the file “Luuca!”. Do you accept?]

Lunar.Luuca: Gosh, you're so tall! Goodness... I won't deny that it's kind of.. sexy... :blush: I'm only 5'6''!

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The file was finally downloaded and she clicked it open. She gasped, hands covering her mouth. She was beautiful. Every aspect of this woman was beautiful. From the way her hair was just almost curled, to the way her gentle eyes pierced through Luuca's soul..!

Ahh! She was suddenly nervous, tapping at her keys not exactly knowing how to tell her Mistress how actually beautiful she was. She was in awe. Struck at how... gorgeous she was.

How she wanted to just stare at her forever!- No that was too weird. Brown hair! She knew it, and it suit Erin very well. So well she wanted to run her fingers through it, brush it, play with it, tug it when he mistress was making her scream! At least... if her hands aren't preoccupied in a sturdy rope. She bit down at her lower lip. (Let the abuse begin.)

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Lunar.Luuca: My god.. you're beautiful! My face is like on fire. This is my mistress. :blush::blush::blush:
And you have a dog! Looks like a cutie!

Lunar.Luuca: God, I look horrible compared to you. You're like perfect. And your hair looks so soft too!

Lunar.Luuca: Ahhh, just come here already so I can hug and squeeze you tell you you're beautiful over and over againnnnn~

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It was true! She wanted to hug and squeeze and kiss all over her face just to emphasize her beauty! Well was kissing on someone's face the way to go? That one was a thinker but still! She wanted to hug and squeeze and pounce and love upon the being that is her mistress! Her Erin!

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Lunar.Luuca: If we have webcams, we should cam in the near future. Hearing the voice that belongs to that wonderful face would be a dream come true times two.

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She giggled. At least to her it would be.

[Lunar.Luuca has sent you the file “Luuca!”. Do you accept?]

[ACCEPT]

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Erin could barely sit still, she was so excited to see what her new pet looked like! The brunette loved just about any sort of woman: tall, short, curvy, athletic; you name it, she could find some enjoyment from that body type. But Luuca…she was so taken with her new pet after only chatting with her for a couple of hours, that Erin knew that she would love what she looked like, no matter what.

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Lunar.Luuca: Gosh, you're so tall! Goodness... I won't deny that it's kind of.. sexy... :blush: I'm only 5'6''!

LittleGreyWolf: 5’6”? That sounds perfect! I love a sub that I can pick up and manhandle when all else fails ;D

Lunar.Luuca: My god.. you're beautiful! My face is like on fire. This is my mistress. :blush::blush::blush:
And you have a dog! Looks like a cutie!

LittleGreyWolf: Hehe…yeah…that’s Dakota. She’s my little grey wolf ^^.

LittleGreyWolf: Awww :blush:. Thank you pet, you’re so sweet…I’m glad you like what you see… I’ll admit to being a little nervous… Just because…yanno…since this is your first time trying things with another woman and all…

Lunar.Luuca: God, I look horrible compared to you. You're like perfect. And your hair looks so soft too!

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The download finally completed and Erin was treated to an image of Luuca; her beautiful, sweet Luuca. Wow… Her jaw dropped and she sat there, looking like an idiot as she just –stared- at the picture on her screen. Erin had been expecting a nerdy looking sort of girl, and her pet certainly fit the bill with the glasses that had slipped down to the end of her nose. But she hadn’t been betting on Luuca to be so drop dead gorgeous!

Mmm she loved a curvy girl…and if Luuca’s large, perfect, breasts were any indication, she’d have a nice round, fleshy bottom for Erin to grab, pinch, and spank to her heart’s content.

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LittleGreyWolf: What?!?!?! Pffft! You don’t look horrible compared to anything or anyone!!!

LittleGreyWolf: You look absolutely gorgeous, Luuca. I mean it…you are just… Wow…

LittleGreyWolf: But I’m glad you like my hair ^^. If you’re a good girl you can run your fingers through it while I rest my head on those wonderful pillows that are your breasts.

LittleGreyWolf: Soooo my pet…while we’re on the topic.... Is it cold in your bedroom? Or is your mind thinking up dirty thoughts that are getting you excited ;D

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Of –course- she had to ask about her pet’s hard nipples. A little humiliation was always fun! And Luuca looked absolutely adorable with that blush on her cheeks…Erin would be sure to keep up a constant barrage of teasing and embarrassment just to get her Luuca pink in the face all the time.

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Lunar.Luuca: If we have webcams, we should cam in the near future. Hearing the voice that belongs to that wonderful face would be a dream come true times two.

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Oooo, a vidchat with her lovely Luuca! It was tempting to tell her pet that they should do it right –now-. But at that moment, Erin’s stomach grumbled. Dakota got off of her couch and trotted over so that she could look up at her Mistress, those big blue eyes saying ‘I’m hungry toooooo. Feed meeeeeeee’.

“Okay, okay. We’ll eat in just a little bit, promise.” Erin smiled and gently scratched right behind Dakota’s ears as the husky lay her head down in her lap. She tried her best to type with only one hand as she pet the dog, but that was taking waaayyyy too long! So she had to take her petting hand away so that she could quickly type out a response to Luuca.

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LittleGreyWolf: Maybe we can after dinner, if you’re good ;D

LittleGreyWolf: Hmmm…but it’s almost 6:30…we should pack it in for a little while so that we can be responsible and make dinner .

LittlegreyWolf: But if you don’t have any plans for tonight, would you like to chat some more, later? Say aroouunnnddd….8pm?

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LittleGreyWolf: What?!?!?! Pffft! You don’t look horrible compared to anything or anyone!!!

LittleGreyWolf: You look absolutely gorgeous, Luuca. I mean it…you are just… Wow…

LittleGreyWolf: But I’m glad you like my hair ^^. If you’re a good girl you can run your fingers through it while I rest my head on those wonderful pillows that are your breasts.

LittleGreyWolf: Soooo my pet…while we’re on the topic.... Is it cold in your bedroom? Or is your mind thinking up dirty thoughts that are getting you excited ;D

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So embarrassed. Embarrassed beyond oblivion. She knew she'd noticed it. Damn her camera. Damn it to the next life it'd ever dare to have!

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Lunar.Luuca: I mean... It could be a little bit of both. About 30/70?

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Erin thought she was cute and that was a start right. But she had to think of it in a sexual way (Though she was way beyond that). Of course any woman to another would could call her gorgeous and beautiful and pretty.

But in this case there surely had to be a certain level of attraction to get the spark for the flame. Luuca knew it was there but she was just so darned nervous. This was a first time thing even if it was started out through a computer.

Her thought roamed to where she'd be in Erin's bed, in her gray room, tied to her bed, moaning and screaming her name!

The possibilities!

What if Erin didn't like what she saw? Sure Luuca's face was pretty but... you know. There were so many things to worry about. What if her thighs were to big, breasts no big enough! I think a D is big enough, Luuca Especially the rules. Luuca had special rules. Ah, there was no time for silly little thoughts like this... Erin liked her and she liked Erin and wanted Erin to be her mistress and that was enough for her.

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LittleGreyWolf: Maybe we can after dinner, if you’re good ;D

LittleGreyWolf: Hmmm…but it’s almost 6:30…we should pack it in for a little while so that we can be responsible and make dinner Sad.

LittlegreyWolf: But if you don’t have any plans for tonight, would you like to chat some more, later? Say aroouunnnddd….8pm?

Lunar.Luuca: That sounds very good to me Mistress. Much too good.

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Joining the group, her stomach let her know a snack wasn't enough for it.

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Lunar.Luuca: I'll see you in a few then? :blush: I'll get all pretty for you too. ♥

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Anther farewell to her master, but keeping the chat open and changing her status to "Away" she got up and pounced on her sleeping kitty. Wigglesworth pawed at her face and meowed. "I have a mistress and you don't," she sang sticking her tongue out at him. He of course tried to catch her tongue and missed, tapping her chin gently. She lifted her sweet cat up and carried him to the kitchen with her. Food, food, food. A very vital part of Luuca's well being. Before anything, she opened up a can of food for her precious kitty before starting out on her own.

Pasta tonight, covered in sauce and Parmesan cheese with meatballs on the side. A classy favorite that never went anywhere but to her thighs. Hardcore works out with her two friends was the only way to keep herself up to date.

6:30 turned to 7:00, 7:00 turned to 7:30 and by then she finished watching her shows of the night before moving into her bathroom.

She had to look presentable. Checking her teeth, brushing her hair even spraying herself with perfume (though we all knew Erin was in no way going to smell it ). She didn't bother with proper clothing since Erin had already given Luuca the pleasure of discovering her hardened nipples... Gah... that was so embarrassing. "Please be good for the video chat. Pretty please?!" Of course it was directed to her nipples. Silly girl she was. 7:30 turned to 8:02 and she was back at her computer desk with a glass of water and small purring cat in her lap.

Her changed status went from "Away" to green and "Available". Only for her mistress of course.

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Lunar.Luuca: I'm (stuffed and) back when you are!

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In the mean time she adjusted her camera, letting the clip snap to the top edge of her laptop. This was really going to happen. She was going to cam with her mistress. Goodness, what if her voice was too annoying and high? She'd gotten that "compliment" more than enough times before. She would just have to not talk as loud. Running her fingers through her hair a few more times, she sat there and thought of what would be the first thing she'd say.

Hello would be a good start, Luuca."

Erin hurried and clicked to set her status to ‘Away’ once their plans were all settled. Alright…hour and a half to cook dinner, feed Dakota, eat, and then get a quick walk in. Ready, set, go! She gave her long, lean form a good stretch as she stood up from her chair. Okay…she could do this! Erin headed off to the kitchen with her dog by her side so that she could make something delicious for dinner. Of course Dakota was a good girl and patiently waiting for Erin to start dropping scraps of food (it’s really hard to keep everything on the cutting board!) in her hurry to chop and fry up everything she’d need to make Pad See-ew.

The athlete was a little bit of a health nut…and pretty adventurous when it came to food. Mmm…Thai… Once she had her meal finished and plated, she poured out Dakota’s kibble and then sat at the table while her dog took up her usual place on the floor, right next to Erin’s seat. Eating is usually a social activity…though with no roomies in the house, Erin’s meals were usually just spent with Dakota. Once she was through wolfing down her meal, Erin was a whirlwind of chaos as she tried to get everything in order before her vidchat date with Luuca. Half an hour….do dishes and walk…go go go!

“Dakota! Go get your -leash-! Time for a –walk-!” Erin stressed the commands as she called out to her dog. She ran into the hallway to slip on her sneakers by the door. The husky soon appeared right next to her, leash in her mouth and tail wagging excitedly. Even though she was good and never strayed away from Erin’s side, the brunette’s neighbors were buttheads. Pffft…leash laws… Dakota wouldn’t hurt anyone! Not unless she had to defend Erin from an attacker. But rather than be forced to pay another fine from a police officer that had nothing better to do than write leash tickets, she’d just put the poor husky on a leash.

By the time she was finished walking Dakota, Erin was a slightly touseled, flushed, sweaty looking mess. Walks always turned into runs, which turned into races back to the house. Crap…I look like I was just at the gym… Quick! To the bathroom! The brunette slid off her shoes, unclipped her dog, then rushed into the bathroom to wash the sweat off her face, reapply the little bit of make-up she wore, and bring some order to her silken locks. Gyahhhh…come on…behave… She glared at her hair and brushed it one more time so that it looked just as nice as it had an hour and a half ago, when she had sent Luuca that picture.

8:06 and Erin was trotting back to her chair. Gyaaahhh…late again…you suck at this game. Well, at least Luuca had been a little late too and hadn’t been waiting long for her. Erin shifted around in her chair to get nice and comfortable for what was going to be a wonderful night of chatting with her new sub.

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LittleGreyWolf: I’m back too! ^^ Humm…I think there’s something around here so that we can vidchat without having to turn on Skype…hold on…

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Erin flicked through a couple of tabs in the chat service before finally opening up a chatting tool that was fairly similar to Skype. She double checked the levels on her microphone and adjusted the volume output on her laptop so that she didn’t accidentally blast Luuca with feedback. Once that was all set, she opened up a vidchat for them.

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[LittleGreyWolf would like to convert your current chatroom into a video call. Do you Accept?]

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Fuuuccccckkkkkkkkkkk what do I say to her??!?!?

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When her screen popped up with an HD vision of Luuca, her nerves slowly melted away into nothingness. The woman on the other side of the screen was beautiful, wonderfully submissive, and totally into her. She could do this…

“Hi Luuca, I’m Erin.” The brunette smiled, figuring that reintroducing herself properly would be a good jumping off point. Erin’s voice was smooth, feminine but a little deeper. And her smile was sweet, disarming even. “You look absolutely amazing tonight.” And then the smile turned into a grin, and the brunette quickly added. “And I see you’ve turned up the temperature in your room.” Her voice was light, teasing, and those big brown doe eyes pointedly flicked downwards so that her pet knew that she was checking out those delicious looking mounds with nipples that seemed to be behaving themselves, at least for now.

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[LittleGreyWolf would like to convert your current chatroom into a video call. Do you Accept?]

Of course she did!

[ACCEPT]
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[Lunar.Luuca has been added to the video call.]

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And before she knew it there was Erin's beautiful face plastered over her laptops' wide screen.

"H..." she swallowed hard and lifted her small hand. "Hiya..." Embarrassed didn't even begin to cut it. She hid her face at her mistress' next comment.
"Ahh... God.. Erin..!" She whined before wrapping her arms slowly around her chest. Her light voice trembled and she wasn't sure if the other could hear. What was wrong with her? Okay she had to admit, there was an intimidating factor Erin had. Well it was a mixture.

Beautifully Intimidating.

She couldn't look her in the eye. She just couldn't. Those big brown eyes were just too much. Sure the right "man" could but she never knew a woman could do these things to her and even better than a man at that. Erin knew how to make her pet melt, how to make her nervous, how to make her tremble and shake and mess up her words! A glance had her shaking could you imagine if she was touching Luuca? She pushed her frames up along her little nose and smiled a little. "I'm so embarrassed," she said softly. "I really didn't mean for the headlights to be on in the picture," she said half laughing.
"But I mean you seemed to enjoy it, it's not too bad, huh?"

Another light laugh before she found her hands covering her face.
"You're so..." she muttered through her hands. "That's cheating Erin!" She threw her hands down softly into her lap and pouted. "Its unfair to make me this red, and this hot at the same time. Totally and completely unfair!" But she laughed and sniffled.

"I'll have to turn down the A/C, but..." She looked away and hugged her chest. "But that won't end well on my part." She bit down against her lower lip before pressing her tongue against her upper. God she was achingly shy suddenly as she was squirming around in her chair. "I didn't think you'd actually do it with me. I mean cam and such," her high girly voice said lightly.
"But I'm happy at the very least!" What else could she say? What else could she do.? For all she knew, she wanted to curl into a ball on her bed and scream. Instead she re-positioned herself in her chair. Lifting herself just slightly to put her right leg under her left thigh before sitting back down again. Naturally, her breasts bounced lightly under her shirt upon her seating. "So M... Mistress," she whispered. Her face was was officially horribly red, her ears on fire.

"How was your dinner with your lovely Dakota? She looks like a sweet heart." She peeked, her olive green eyes looking up at her laptop to meet Erin's brown ones.

She was melting in her seat.

"Yes, yes I did enjoy the view very much. I think I might make that picture of you my desktop background..." Orrrr at the very least, lock it away for some naughty inspiration for later.

“Cheating?!” Erin asked incredulously as she tried her best to look innocent. God she is so damn cute when she's flustered... “I would never purposefully embarrass you in an attempt to make you blush!” She gasped, appearing completely and utterly shocked by the accusation! At least…until the young woman ended up grinning and giving herself away, her innocent doe eyes turning playful and mischievous. “You’re just…really pretty when you’re blushing. I can’t help it… But I’ll behave, for a little bit anyways. At least long enough for you to cool off.” She held her hands up in surrender, although she was –very- tempted to keep pushing Luuca’s buttons. "I will say though...that I'm glad that I get to see and hear you too, pet."

“Dinner with Dakota was nice…she’s very quiet company though. How was your din-…?” Of course, at the mention of her name, Dakota decided that she would come take a better look at what was stealing her master’s attention. And so, since Erin wasn’t entirely tucked into her desk, the grey husky jumped up into her lap, monopolizing the camera’s field of view as she tried to get comfortable and investigate what was on the screen.

“Oof! Dakota! No – Luuca wasn’t call-ING! you -... Agh! Hey! Nngfh.” Erin grunted as 40lbs of dog fidgeted around to find a comfy spot in her lap before finally settling down. “She’s…much better behaved than this…usually.” Erin said as she peeked over the husky’s shoulder and into the camera lens. Way to ruin my Domme streak, Dakota… “I think she’s jealous of you already.” Erin joked as she attempted to shove the dog out of her lap. “Go, go on, go lay down.” Dakota come oonnnnnn…aggghhhh…

And of course the dog gave her that look. That look that said ‘Today is -our- day. Pay attention to meeee! I missed you all weeeeeeek!’

“Hold on Luuca…just let me move everything over to the couch…” Erin sighed as she unplugged her laptop from the charger, which the dog took as a sign as they were going to be moving somewhere else. She scooped up her computer from her desk so that she could migrate to a better location; unfortunately this traveling angle gave Luuca an up-close view of her breasts. Crap... She carried the laptop over to the coffee table and plopped herself down onto the plush leather couch. Dakota immediately jumped up onto the cushions and rested her head in Erin’s lap as the brunette adjusted and angled the screen so that Luuca had a good shot of her.

“There…sorry about that…heh…” Now it was Erin’s turn to blush a little bit. Smooth Erin…really smooth…

“So…pet…” Erin thought for a moment, racking her brain for something to say since Dakota had thrown her off. But…well…she didn’t really know exactly what to say! Her and Luuca were really both just strangers that were into bondage. –Typing- about bondage with strangers was much easier than –talking- to them. So…how was she going to fix this problem?

By…making Luuca a little less of a stranger?

“How about…you tell me a little more about yourself. PG stuff…for now. We can figure out the R and X-rated stuff later.” The brunette said the a wink.

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Dakota was such a sweet heart, Luuca could tell she loved her owner very much. If only her cat came to her at just the saying of his name. Wiggles only looked at her and carried on with his business.
"Dakota just loves you. A lot." he laughed and watched of course as Erin transitioned from her computer desk to her couch. "Well first, I'm glad I get to see and her you too, Mistress," Luuca cooed while making a heart with her hands. The word was still hard to say out loud but she was trying her best for her mistress after all.

"And that was a very kind sight to see," she winked... But then she covered her face in embarrassment.

"PG stuff. Hmm..." She tapped her slender finger against her full lower lip. "Well, I'm Luuca of course," she giggled. "I live in a house all by myself with my Cat Mr. WigglesWorth. Wiggles for short." She pushed herself to the side to let Erin see her little fur ball of a cat against her bed cleaning himself. Her cat looked up at Luuca, then Erin and meowed before continuing. "Currently occupied with himself. Hmm, oh I work obviously. I'm an accountant. I'm really good with numbers and stuff. I'm an only child and my parents live on like the other side of America." She laughed again.

"I like the color purple? Okay well not really purple. More like Lavender if anything." Talk about random. "There's really not much to this nerd," she said shrugging and rubbing her shoulder. "I'm just a plain old girl with a strange liking for Bondage. I guess I'm weird?"

Weird wasn't even the right word.

She was just... Luuca.

And Luuca like Bondage.

"That's about as PG as it gets with me. The rest is well... R" The reality of her life was actually rated X. At times all she could ever think about was what kind of bodysuit she'd ask for have made next, or what corset would she be wearing tomorrow, or how five inch heels weren't high enough.
"So now it's your turn to tell me about you. I know that you're a ex-basketball player, but you've stopped playing and have become the oh so tall and sexy couch. Ahhh~" She tipped her head back and fanned herself. "My oh my, what ever am I getting myself into?"

Hr eyes fell upon Erin looking at her on her computer screen.
"Think it's something good?" She said with a light smile?

Erin felt her ears light up from Luuca’s little comment about the camera shot of her chest. Heh…well…least now I –know- she likes checking out girls now. Thankfully the blush just stayed there rather than spreading to her face. The brunette smiled as she was introduced to the ball of fluff laying on Luuca’s bed. Erin loved animals, but she was definitely more of a dog person…at least as far as owning pets was concerned. She liked having something that would love and depend on her. Cat’s don’t really do that…well…they love you…sometimes, but they don’t –need- you the way dogs do. “He’s a very handsome little man…I suppose I should thank him for getting us together.”

Erin’s tall frame leaned forward slightly as she listened intently to everything else that Luuca had to say; obviously eager to learn more about her new pet. Hmm…an accountant. That was actually pretty neat, if a little vanilla as far as ‘exciting occupations’ went. But being an accountant meant that Luuca was very bright; which was –excellent-. Erin didn’t like subs that couldn’t put up a good fight when she tried to challenge them mentally. Plus nerds are such sexual deviants…they always turn out to be the most fun to play with.

“Lavender huh…” Erin repeated, trying to commit the color to memory. Maybe she’d use lavender ropes to bind Luuca for their first time…and hopefully many more times after that…. The little bit of color would definitely contrast nicely with her pet’s fair skin. Agh what is wrong with you?! You’ve known this girl for less than a day and you already want her tied down to your bed! Alright, so maybe she was getting ahead of herself in her fantasies. But still…it wouldn’t hurt to remember her online pet’s favorite color.

“And you’re not weird for liking bondage…at least…no weirder than I am.” Erin cooed as Luuca finished up telling her about herself. Awwww! Her pet was so cute when she was in the spotlight and fanning herself to help cool down her nerves.

Note to self: try out something involving exhibitionism with Luuca. Mmm she’d be so delicious looking with the level of embarrassment that would come from revealing her desires to a crowd full of strangers rather than just her trusted Mistress. Erin could see it now…could envision Luuca’s whole face lighting up beet red from humiliation…

You’re staring… Erin snapped out of her little daze when she finally realized that Luuca had asked her a question. Though, rather than be rattled by how she was behaving like a lovestruck teenager over her newest crush, Erin just smiled and responded with, “I assure you that you’re getting into something good, pet. Something very, -very- good.”

“Now…about me…hummm… Well I live in this house, just me and Dakota. It used to be me and my sister, but she moved out about a year ago. I’m the oldest of four…my brothers and parents live a couple hours away, but my sister is just a short drive.” That would probably explain why she was a Domme: she’d been used to giving orders to her younger siblings from a very young age. Plus she just had this sort of protective, possessive nature. Then that behavior just sort of carried on into her other relationships… like how she had stood up for Luuca in the chatroom yesterday, or her strange need to bite and collar her lovers as –hers-.

“What else…oh yeah! I did used to play basketball, all through college, even got a scholarship for it. But now I just coach a girl’s varsity team. And when I’m not doing that, I teach high school biology…. Soooo I guess I’m a pretty normal, laid back girl that just likes to tie up naughty subs and give them spankings when I’m not busy grading papers.” There’s something so stress relieving about BDSM... That was one of the things that drew Erin to it.

“So what are all those other R-rated parts of your life?” Erin asked after a moment, now very curious about the comment that Luuca had made earlier. “You have a big collection of toys or something that you’d like to show your new Mistress?” The brunette grinned. As much as she had wanted to be good and behave, Luuca just brought out the repressed hunger for domination in her core. So now, she couldn’t behave. Now she really wanted to know all the things her depraved little pet was into.

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Luuca + R-rated = Fun times.

She stared at Erin, lip parted in more shock than embarrassment. She wanted to see her toys and gadgets? Oh God. Ohgod, ohgodohgodohgod. "W-well I mean. You kn-now..."

Her words weren't coming out like how she was thinking them. She looked down at her hands in her lap. Luuca swallowed hard and nodded. "I mean if you really want to, I wouldn't mind."
She could feel goosebumps creeping up against her skin. How embarrassing would it be for Luuca to pull out two storage containers full of her trinkets.

"You're going to think I'm some sort of crazy sexual deviant or something." She got up slowly, pushing her seat back and turned away from her computer and towards her closet.

Twas a lovely sight, that in which was Luuca's plump and heart shaped bottom in her small pink thong. It jiggled just slightly at each step she took away from her computer. Sadly, It didn't hit poor Luuca that she was showing off the goods so soon until she'd reached her closet. She saw it. She had to. She saw your nipples, Luuka. There's no way she'd miss your giant ass on her screen. Hand to forehead in a light smack as Luuca pulled out a large purple storage box. Dragging the heavy box out, oofs and ahs galore bfore she poked her head out enough so Erin could see her.

"You... you totally saw, didn't you?" She pouted in regards to flashing Erin her sweet ass. "I'm so sorry. It wasn't horrible right?"

Okay. She wouldn't deny how there was something about being on camera and shaking it that totally excited her. Luuca was completely the type to make a home sex tape, watch it and get off to it... She could see her and Erin doing it but she..-
No these thoughts had to stop... It was too soon still! But these thoughts... They were so delicious... each and every mistress filled thought. And Erin... She was the one making all these thoughts happen! She pulled the box closer, sitting softly in her seat. "This is.. well a first. I hope it doesn't weird you out."

First came the gags, ball, ring, harness, spider, she even had a small muzzle. Then came the vibrators. Bullet, Rabbit, in all shapes, sizes and colors and by this time her face was as red as it could possibly go. Ropes that were neatly placed in a box, hand cuffs of all colors, ankle cuffs with bars attached, body harnesses, clamps, Riding crops, whips and paddles!
It was Luuca big box of treasures and it would soon be Erin's too.

If anything that box was a Domme's dream come true when when you searched past the toys down at least."There's sadly" she said looking away from her screen. "A lot of stuff in here, and another box Some of it it actually..." Luuca mumbled. "Used... And some of it is just cause I thought it looked cool. Weird impulsive buys." She laughed a little and placed the lid back on the box. "I think you'd have a blast in that box," she said again laughing but this a little more nervously.

"I guess this is where I get a little more interesting, huh? I used to be too embarrassed to walk into those clubs and what not. So I'd st at home and you know do it myself." And it was true. Even when she did find the courage to walk in and find a master, it ended up being completely awkward when Luuca "fought back too much." Where was the fun in having a completely submissive pet? She ran her fingers through her hair, and it was looking and feeling like her face was cooling down too. Their was nothing to be embarrassed about it.

It was Erin. It was her Mistress.
She was good hands. Very domme, soft, good hands.

"But since I have you now, things will be a lot more fun." She bit down on her lower lip before her gentle, sweet olive eyes looked up at Erin. It was true and even if they hadn't met yet, it was sure to be true. She had a way too good feeling about this.

“Yes, I really would like to see all your toys, pet.” Erin cooed softly, trying her best to encourage her shocked little Luuca into showing her her secret stash. “I’m not going to think you’re some sort of sexual deviant. Don’t be sil-…ly…” Erin’s voice trailed off as Luuca turned around, flashing Erin a view of a perfect little bottom framed by a bright pink thong. Whoa… That was one really, -really- nice ass. Fleshy and jiggly and gooddddaaammmnniiittt why couldn’t she be in that bedroom with Lucca right now?! The athletic brunette had a major weakness for curvy girls… They were always just…so much more fun to play with than scrawny little sticks of women. It meant that Erin could be on the rougher with Luuca and not worry about breaking her. She could just bend her nerdy little pet over the bed, grab her firmly by the hips and…

”You…you totally saw, didn’t you?”

“I uh…huh?” Erin snapped out of her daydream when Luuca asked her a question. She blinked a couple of times to get rid of the slightly dazed expression she was wearing, and then leaned forward once again, totally focused! Swear! “Wait…what? Horrible? Are you nuts?!” The brunette laughed and shook her head back and forth quickly, then ran her fingers through the strands to tuck the curly locks back behind her ears. “You have an –amazing- ass. One that I’m sure that I’m –really- going to enjoy playing with one day....” Erin bit her lower lip to keep herself from getting off their current topic and going off on a very dirty, spanking and strap-on filled tangent.

Now it was time for show and tell.

“Ummm…wow…that’s a lot of toys.” Erin’s brows shot-up in surprise as her outwardly nerdy and shy Luuca revealed a treasure trove of sex toys! Her big brown eyes lit up as she thought of all the possible mixes of pain and pleasure that she could cook up with the use of Luuca’s gadgets. And there were So. Many. Vibrators! -And- she was a woman that practiced self-bondage too?! Oh God…now all she wanted to do was order her pet to use at least one vibrator on herself and then bind her ankles and wrists together…then attempt to go to sleep with that toy ‘on’ for the whole night…

“I think it’s actually kinda cute that you have so many things for us to play with...” The brunette purred sweetly as she tried to push the dirty thoughts out of her head. Come on Erin…don’t be such a complete and total perv, try to play it cool! “I’m afraid that I have much fewer toys to play with….but the ones I do own, I know how to use very, very well.” Erin was very good with ropes, floggers, and riding crops. But she'd been to bondage clubs -a lot-, especially on nights when they had demonstrations going on. She knew a lot about bondage, even though she had never had a sub that put up enough of a fight to the point she actually had to really -use- disciplinary toys.

In her lap, Dakota gave a great, big yawn; the yawn was of course contagious and Erin’s eyes flicked up to the corner of her laptop screen as a wave of sleepiness washed over her. 11pm? Really? Already?

“Mmm…it’s late pet…how about we go to sleep. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, same time okay?” Erin smiled sleepily, waited patiently for her pet to say ‘goodnight’ and confirm their next date, and then shut down her laptop for the night. She took Dakota for a quick walk before bed, and then put the husky back into her kennel before shutting off all the lights and working her way towards her bedroom for some much needed sleep.

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Erin and Luuca had been talking back and forth through IMs and videochats for almost a month. And yet…they’d sort of danced around the topic of seriously meeting one another, or even exchanging phone numbers; as though the prospect of knowing the other girl's area code was a little too personal, a little too much. But today was the day that Erin was going to take their internet relationship to the next level! Maybe…hopefully…ugh… Erin could be such a chicken sometimes... But of course she was afraid! Sure, Luuca lived in the same time zone as her, but what if she lived 15 hours away or something ridiculous?! Then it would just be sad and depressing… Such a distance would mean that –maybe- they could meet a couple times a year, and surely those few meetings would never be enough to keep them satisfied...

But no…today would be today! Today Erin would ask Luuca if she’d like to exchange addresses and them maybe set up a real-life date instead of their online ones!

And if...if they ended up living far away from one another...maybe she'd just suck it up and set her beloved pet free so that she could find a Master or Mistress that could actually be there for her. Yeah... No...no...don't want to think about that... She pushed the sad thought from her mind as she arrived at her home and headed straight for the living room with Dakota so that they could set up her laptop on the coffee table, and talk to Luuca and Mr. Wiggles from their nice, comfy leather couch at home.

Okay…come on…not a big deal. The brunette took a deep breath as she logged into Skype, smiling as she saw that Luuca was on already. She opened up a video chat for them, her smile only growing as she saw her lovely pet's face fill up her screen.

Come on! Do it NOW before you pussy out!!

“Hey Luuca…I was wondering if maybe you’d like to—“

DING DONG! BANG! BANG! BANG! DING DONG! THUD! THUD! THUD!

"AROOOOOOOO! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF!" Dakota jumped off the couch and sped off towards the front door to defend the house from intruders like a good dog!

You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me…so close... “Dakota! Enough!” Erin sighed and gave Luuca an apologetic smile. “I ah…I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere!” And with that, the brunette quickly hopped off of the couch and sped out of the living room, down the hallway, and into the greeting room to answer the front door, where she was greeted by a very frazzled looking co-worker.

“Don’t you answer your cell phone? I’ve been calling you for hours!” Erin’s friend, Jamie, brushed right past her so that she could bend down to pet the dog. “Daakooottaaa! What a pretty girl you are! Yesh you are!”

“’Hi Erin! How are you? Thanks for letting me into your lovely house to play with your dog.’” Erin tried her best to push her voice up into a slightly higher register in an attempt to mimic Jaime’s as she shut the front door. “Geeze, what’s such a big deal that you had to try busting down the door?”

“Oh yeah…sorry…got distracted…she’s just so cute!” The blonde blushed and gave Dakota another pat to the head before looking up at Erin. “I umm…need some help…” Jamie looked a little sheepish and straightened herself back up. As she did, she undid the buttons on her trench coat to show off the black and red latex corset (that made her D-cup breasts looked absolutely ginormous) with matching panties. Her legs were covered in black fish-net stockings and 4inch heels that put her at a whopping 5’7. Jamie was a little heartbreaker, no doubt about that; she had that whole curvy '50s pin-up girl' look going for her. “Alex is sick with the flu and we were supposed to perform at Bound tonight…so ummm…I was wondering if maybe you could do the demonstration with me?” When Erin looked skeptical, she quickly added. “It’s easy! You just do a lil shibari on me. Then we tie up a couple of noobs...probably just bind their wrists. Maybe do a tiny bit of breast bondage if they already know how to make shackles and stuff.... It’ll be fun, just like school!”

“W-what?” Erin gaped as she looked at her friend that was now standing half-naked in fetish-wear in the middle of her home! It wasn't like she hadn't seen Jamie in such an outfit before...it was just...the context was different: they were both sober and in a very well lit area; not in some dark bondage club. And to shock Erin even further...Jamie wanted her to...to dominate her?! Jamie was every Domme’s worst nightmare. The petite blonde was not a sub at all… more like a Domme with Switch tendencies. The only person that she truly submitted for was her wife, and that was on a good day. “No, no no no no no. Absolutely not.” Erin shook her head, holding up her hands in surrender. It was bad enough to have to deal with an extremely fighty BDSM partner …but having to deal with one –outside-? Infront of a crowd that was specifically going to be watching them?!?! NA UH! “Exhibitionism is your deal, not mine.”

“Come onnnn…” Jamie pouted, trying her best to give her friend a fantastic set of green puppy dog eyes. “Pleeaasseeeee? Please please please. Come on Eriiiinnnn...you know how much this would mean to me...”

“I can’t. I’m busy.” Erin said lamely as she tried to look anywhere else but Jamie’s cleavage or her puppy eyes. Erin was such a sucker for puppy eyes...

Jamie looked around, trying to find out what her friend was ‘busy’ doing, rolling her eyes as she saw the laptop perched on the coffee table down the hallway. “Are you going to date her or what? Jesus you’ve been talking to that girl for forever and you still haven’t met her.” And then the blonde perked up as an idea came to her head. “I know! How about…I split the pay with you. That’s 500 bucks, just for you! You can use it to go see her orrrr yanno…just go buy a bunch more toys so that you guys can continue to make naughty web-cam movies... Oooo maybe you could get an HD camera!”

Erin ignored her friend's teasing as she turned the idea over in her head for a moment. She would really like to meet Luuca sometime… And even if they both chickened out and didn’t end up actually meeting eachother, that was a whole lot of money for this teacher to spend on some new toys!

“Alright, you’ve got a deal.” Erin nodded.

“Okay! Deal!” Jamie grinned and shook Erin’s hand. “Now hurry up! Go get dressed!” The tall brunette quickly dashed off to her bedroom to search for an outfit that would be good for tonight. And while she was busy doing that, Jamie went over towards her laptop to goof around on Facebook…except...it wasn’t a web browser that was open, it was a video call with the mysterious Luuca that had all of Erin’s attention!

“Oooo…chat’s still open…heh…how much of that did you hear?” The blonde smiled sweetly as she looked down at the stranger on the other side of the screen. Jamie was cute, perky, and…a little…eccentric? (She was an art teacher after all…they’re always a little nuts.) “Sorry to interrupt your guys’ conversation but ummm… Hiya! I’m Jamie, I work with Erin.” There was already a collar around her neck, a red one with a gold ring in the center for a leash or fingers to grab onto. It belonged to Jamie’s beloved wife and Mistress, Alex…so Luuca didn’t have to worry that the feisty little blonde was wearing one of Erin’s collars.

“Jamie, what’re you doing?” Erin’s muffled voice came out from her bedroom.

“Asking for permission to borrow you.” Jamie giggled. Ohhhh she was going to be in trouble for this, this was going to be fun!

Oh fuck. She had forgotten to end the call with Luuca!! And now she was half naked and tangled up in a leather catsuit that was just, so, -tight-. “JAMIE! You are in so much trouble when I’m finished getting dressed!!!”

“Pfffft…yeah…okay. I’m soooooo scared.” The blonde taunted before looking back down at Luuca, studying her for a moment before a maniacal grin took up position on her lips and she leaned over, starting to quickly type as she whispered into the microphone. “This is…the address of the bondage club that we’re going to tonight…. It's called 'Club Bound', dress up so that the cover charge is super cheap!”

Annnndddd [Send]!

“But umm…yanno…I feel bad stealing your Mistress. Sooo now you have a way to come steal her back, if you live around us anyways! But ahemm…I’m going to pretend to not know how to use this Mac and close this chat down so that Erin doesn’t know that I typed that…cause ah…I don’t know how bad my punishment will be for being evil.” And so Jamie spoke up, trying to hide all the mayhem she was causing by closing down the chat and erasing the log. “Damnit Erin! All I want to do is open a web browser and check my e-mails before we go! How do you…oh…oops.” [Click].

[Video Call with LittleGreyWolf has ended.]

“Come on Erin! Why can’t you own a PC like a normal person!?! …Crap I think I accidentally closed your video call with what’s-her-face!”

“JAMIE!! ARGGGHH!!”