LadyYunaFFX2
Pulsar
- Joined
- Nov 1, 2012
- Location
- Boone, NC
Mistress Selena
The life of luxury had it's many ups and downs. For example, one had - almost literally - everything they could wish for, especially in material items. But sometimes, even that wasn't enough for the wealthier people. Selena was, unfortunately, no exception to this rule. The young woman had - luckily or otherwise - inherited a huge sum of money after her parents got into a plane wreck several years ago. Unlike most other people though, she took the news better than most. Why? Because she'd known for a very long time what she wanted to do with a massive amount of money. The day her parents died was a blessing because then and only at that time could she finally begin to show her more true nature.
For years, she had wanted to become an owner. But not just any typical one; she wanted women. But her parents had always thought it too 'wrong' for her to be sexually curious in women and not men. So she had played along and waited for the right time. The accident had been her cue so she embraced the chance. She easily found and paid for a massive mansion. Even the interior looked normal. Up until, of course, one found the basement; where her true nature remained.
A weary sigh left the 25 year old's lips. Now here came the cons about the wealthy life; it was easy to get bored. Today was no exception. She needed - even if only for a bit - to get outside. Her toys were all lovely but she could never get enough. She was insatiable, almost as much as a succubus. The more, the merrier ... the saying was so very true for her.
With one last forced orgasm to another of her toys, she watched the body shudder and soon the girl passed out. Her head shook as she scoffed lightly. "Pathetic ...." She murmured, heading up to her room. She needed - before heading out - to get into new attire. She could be bold, yes. But there was a difference in that and plain stupid. She wouldn't wear her mistress attire whilst in the public eyes. She would look more ... 'normal'.
Taking each of the leather pieces off, she soon found herself nude in front of her own mirror. Allowing herself to stare in vain for a few minutes, she then grabbed a pair of tight-fitting jeans, sleeveless bra, and a black tank top. The only part of her dominatrix outfit she kept were the boots with 2 inch heels. She loved them more than most of her pairs of shoes. Letting her hands slide down her entire body, starting from her neck, she smiled proudly at herself.
Applying some deodorant and a few quick sprays of perfume, she headed down the stairs, out the door, and to her car. Unlike other wealthier people, she kept herself limited to one vehicle to avoid the constant refueling and thus using up too much money. The fact she was more fond of SUVs only helped her limit herself given how much more gas than other smaller cars they used. Slipping into her 2010 Ford Explorer which was also black, she put the keys in the ignition. Subconsciously licking her lips, she then rode off. For the moment, she wasn't looking for anything in particular. But she knew when she found the right woman ... she would know. Oh yes she would and come hell, high water, or both; she would get her, one way or another.