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[Nymphette]

It was just another cold night for Camille. Another night that she loathed since it made it harder for her to find shelter. When this kind of night rolls by, she always misses the time that the shelter is open and they get so full that she always end up finding the airport and falling asleep in their bathrooms. But tonight was different since Camille had decided to find a place with a shower since she hadn't showered in two weeks. Luckily, she had managed to pass off as a college student and got into the campus of the college during the time that it was starting to quiet down and night classes were just about to start. Since it was a junior college, there were all kinds of people that came across the place so for someone like her, she didn't seem to be too unusual.

Camille just finished putting on her clothes that she had managed to get wash at the laundry mat when she was able to scrape up enough money for a load to be washed and to use a dryer. She sighed as she slid into her comfortable warm sweatshirt as she rubbed the arms just lightly to sooth her ice cold skin.

Camille was a mix of race. She had short brown hair that looked messy, but in a tom-boyish way. She had piercing grey/blue eyes that were always hidden underneath the sunglasses she wore all day. But now since it was night, she was able to take them off and put them in her ripped up purse. She stuffed her dirty clothes in the backpack before standing up and walking over to the bathroom mirror. She looked at herself in the mirror as she tilted her head and pursed her lips as she stood back, "Mmm..."

She had two lip piercings on each side of her bottom lip. She also had a nose piercing and her ears were pierced also with industrial piercing on the right ear and little earrings following below. And on the left, she had she had a spiral piercing. She gently messed with her hair, trying to figure out a good style before she finally gave up. At least with messing with it this time, it looked much more girly than before. Which she liked.

She slipped on her black and white slip on Vans and buttoned her jeans before pulling the sweatshirt down more. After that, she walked over, grabbed her bags and left the showers. She walked out onto the sidewalk as she hummed softly, her head lowered as she concentrated on the cracks of the side walk. The girl was thinking about what she was going to do next since she didn't have a decent place to sleep except for the college, but she knew that was just risky...

 

[DomG]

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Dominic had just finished dinner with one of his clients, a nice steak with a lovely wine while he had finished closing out the account and making himself a large amount of money. A few years ago he had left his job as a corporate accountant with a rather large law firm and opened up his own small private practice. Since then the thirty six year old man had become extremely wealthy, many of the people his law firm represented had come to him for his assistance with their taxes and finances. Now he was able to afford his own Mercedes Benz, a large penthouse apartment in the upscale part of the city, and a nice beach house on a island off the coast of Florida for the summer... just a week before he had gotten back from a small vacation that he had taken to Europe.

Dominic Kale was a rather fit man for his age, though he was in his mid thirties he spent a whole lot of time working out to keep his body feeling young and fit despite his advancing age. His thick and dark hair was almost always combed neatly into place and he was usually impeccably dressed, giving him the appearance of a professional, someone who worked hard at all times in everything he did. Even after a few drinks he was maintaining his his outwardly neat and calm demeanor, driving carefully back towards his apartment.

His life was just about perfect, the only thing that was missing for Dominic was a regular fuck partner, he was exceptionally dominant and controlling and because of this most of his relationships never really lasted to long. The women that men in his positioned looked for were more or less gold diggers, women who would be with them because of the money they had while not listening to him in the least... doing whatever they wanted and putting out only when they felt that they needed to in order to keep from loosing the exceptionally easy meal ticket that they had. Besides he had a thing for the nastier type, give him tattoos and studs through the nipples and a ring through the clit and he was happy to fuck the little slut like no one else but a clean cut former cheerleader would just annoy him.

Then as if in answer to his prayers he saw just what he had been looking for, walking along the side of the road and judging from her appearance she practically lived on the same street that she was walking on. Interesting, this could really work out for him if he played it right. Pulling over to the side of the road next to where she was walking Dominic rolled down a window. “Hello there... this might be none of my business but I think you might need a place to stay... why not get in.” Though it might seem like a question his tone was firm enough to make it clear that he was telling her what to do.

 

[Nymphette]

Normally, Camille is the type that would give the middle finger to those who would tell her what to do when she didn't want to, but her interest was peeked by who was telling her to do it. Camille stopped as his car rolled to a stop next to her. She blinked softly as she gazed carefully at his car. Gorgeous thing, it was. It automatically made it click that he was rich. She looked over towards him and stared at him as she looked away for the moment before looking back at him. He was good looking also. Camille felt a little jealous since she knew she looked like a homeless person just because of the way she dressed. She paused, her eyes never leaving his as she moved forward just a little bit.

"Why?"

It was the only thing that she could ask since she didn't want to get into the car with this guy if she A. barely knew him and B. is a potential psycho. He didn't look all that sober either, but she dismissed it as she waited for his answer. He could tell that she was definitely the type that he was looking for, especially after when she lightly licked her bottom lip, her tongue sliding against the piercings as she waited for his answer.

 

[DomG]

Dominic was quite relived to find out that it was just stomach pain caused by spicy food and not some sort of intense digestive distress. He greatly enjoyed spicy food and if it caused her a bit of pain then that truly wouldn't interfere with his meals like some more intense digestive problems might, strong enough problems of that nature would interrupt his pleasures more then just a little bit because it was hard to enjoy the pleasures that a slave being violently ill could offer you... what little pleasures there were to be had in that sort of situation.

“Well actually we had gone to a party that night, I had been dragged along to make sure everyone would make it home because they knew I didn't really feel like drinking that night.” Or if you were to believe what he told Marisa he didn't enjoy drinking very much at all, only having the occasional beer at the rare parties that he did attend and at many of them not drinking at all, when in truth he often enjoyed a glass of wine at night with a meal or just on its own to help him relax. With a smile as they spoke of what had happened to a friend of theirs during a skateboard accident and how that young man had been someone that Melanie had been romantically interested in, could it be that the more skeptical sister was more experienced romantically then the innocent Marisa. He knew Marisa was a virgin but it was possible that Melanie wasn't... either way he would still enjoy himself with both of their bodies, turning them into obedient slaves who would not only pour his wine for him but if he so required bend over to give him a place to set the glass or rest his feet on as he enjoyed the drink.

Even with those thoughts running through his mind though he managed to keep an interested look on his face, making sure that neither of the sisters would realize just how boring he found their mindless drivel on people they knew and was grateful for the foods arrival, not only because he was quite hungry but because it had changed the topic from teenage stupidity. He carefully ate his food, using his chopsticks to carefully lift noodles, beef, and slices of celery to his mouth and eating. “Actually no but thank you for the offer.” He declined her offer of food towards him. “I am sure that it is amazing but I have been craving this lo mien all day long and any bite of something else is a little less room that I will have for this.” He smirked a little bit with that comment to let her know that he was kidding. “Would you like to try some of mine, really I have never had any better.”

As Melanie stood up Dominic was able to pick up on the general tone of what was happening, something was out of the ordinary for the girls and he worked to put a concerned look on his face before he felt Marisa take his hand. Slowly he squeezed her hand back. “Don't worry, I am sure that we will find more time together very sooner.” He said, knowing she had no way of understanding what was coming that would keep them together. “Lets not waste our scant moment of privacy with talking of what might be, instead we should focus on the present.” Setting his chopsticks aside he reached his now free hand up and cupped Marisa's cheek, holding her in place gently before he leaned in to brush his lips over hers in a very chaste kiss, full of innocence with the slightest hint of a promise for more to come later on.