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A day in her life (momma X QB)

Azreal nodded to his words. “She is and at first it was tough for me to accept her just because of her looks alone. She reminded me so much of Alena. They could have doubled as twins any day. Alena and I grew up together. We were neighbors and went to school together. I fell in love with her in kindergarten and swore I would marry her one day. By high school we were dating and we got into the lifestyle together. She was my very first slave and my most prized possession. As years pasted she got deeper into the scene and met this other Dominant who wanted to play with her. They talked for a year and I finally allowed them to play. I was still learning so I didnt know the danger I was putting her in. They went out to play on a Saturday night in August, August 17th to be exact. I found out the next morning that during the play she had suffocated during an intense total sensory deprivation scene involving water torture. It killed me. I wanted to kill the sorry bastard for what he had taken from me but my friends kept me away from him and so he was arrested for her murder. He still rots in jail but its not good enough for me still. I wanted to die and I tried suicide but Alexis brother stopped me and saved me. I didnt think I would ever love again and I didnt think I could face the lifestyle again. I sure wasnt up for trusting anyone else ever again either. A year later Alexis came into my life. Her brother had been one of my close friends who had kept me sane. She fell for me the first day she saw me. I had gone to his house to talk to him about a few things and didnt know she was there. I couldnt help being interested in her as well but the fact she looked nearly identical to Alena made her haunt me all the more. I wanted her but I was afraid in the same sense. She pushed the issue to her brother until he finally trapped me with her. He already had her trained in the lifestyle and had been her protector since she became mature. Things just fell into place from there. She pushed me and coaxed me back to love and to the lifestyle. Before her I never gave a shit about any of the girls around me. I used them and then tossed them to the side. They were just a tool to ease my sexual ache and then move on to the next while I swam in a numb existence. So I can relate to your not wanting to trust. It took me a while to learn to trust but still I am careful in who I trust and I am careful who I allow to play with my girls, especially Alexis. I blame myself for what happened even today. But I know Alena would not want me sad and depressed. I moved on because of that knowledge and because of Alexis determination to make me happy and help me move on. I owe everything to her." he told him as he took a shot of bourbon to wash away the memory which still stung a bit.


“As far as how to get close to Trista, let it come naturally. She will guide you and help you but just show interest in her. Cuddle and love on her and let her lead in some means. She will tell you if she is not ready for something. However I can guarantee once you claim her even if its just her mouth, you will no longer see her as a child but see the woman she is.” he grinned as he gave him a wink. “ Tonight give her some after care of sorts. Cuddle and watch tv together and keep her close to you so she knows that even though you are still hurt inside that you are still interested and not pushing her to the side for now. Open up and talk to her. TAlk about each other and learn one another. It doesn't have to be a talk about pasts or about BDSM just simply talk to one another and open the line of communication. If things go further then just kissing and cuddling then let it. If it feels right and natural then go for it and everything else will fall into place. Maybe even take a shower with her and let her wash you. I know that is something every woman slave or not enjoys.” he smiled at him as he then looked to see Alexis and Trista walking out of the bedroom to join them again. Alexis moved to his side as Trista moved to Nathan's side.




As Nathan mentioned him being an uncle, he nodded and smiled “yes though the main reason I am heading up there tonight is to support her weak subbie of a husband” he chuckled as Mark had never been the one to take pressure at all. With that he gave Trista a hug and then gathered his stuff and Alexis and headed out.


Trista gave both Alexis and Azreal a hug and a kiss on the cheek and thanked them for coming by then watched them leave. Part of her was sad to see them go but part was also happy as it meant alone time with Nathan. However she wasnt sure how things would go with him now. As he approached her to kiss her she smiled and kissed him back passionately. God how she loved this man and hated to see him hurt. As he pulled away and asked her about food she sighed a bit and shrugged. “Im up for whatever. You can order pizza if you like. Im not really hungry right now though” she said softly as she curled her arms around his waist and looked up at him lovingly yet still she held back some as she was afraid to push him right now. Hearing him say he was alright in continuing the BDSM she was unsure. She understood his fear and because of it she was not fully confident in moving forward. Taking a minute she gathered her thoughts before she responded. “Nathan I would love to continue but only if you are ready to do so. I dont want to push you and I dont want to hurt you in any way. I understand your need for safety and I respect it and agree. I know we can still enjoy the kinky lifestyle and still be safe as long as we pay full attention to each other and learn each other better like Azreal and Alexis are. But once again I dont want to continue on anything until I know for sure you are okay and ready to do so. I can wait. I have waited this long so waiting longer will not kill me so I leave it in your hands to decide how we proceed.” she said as she leaned up to whisper “i love you” against his lips as she kissed him gently and then pulled away so he could respond. In her reply she had fully submitted to his will as she knew she should do if she wanted to pursue her role as his slave. She did it on purpose as she wanted him to know how much she trusted him and how willing she was to follow his lead. It was the first step of such a relationship and if she couldnt give up enough control to wait if he said wait then there was no real reason to continue anyways as Alexis had told her.
 
Azrael's advice was most helpful. Maybe after a week or so their relationship would finally stabilize. "To be honest, I'm so used to seeing you like a daughter or a sister. Only because...I never felt so well ever since I have met you..." the very thought of that made him blush, though he did focus mostly how the night should go. After all...just relaxing and following Azrael's advice on the matter. Then again, even Nathaniel can't help but resist ogling at the beautiful Trista: her willowy curves and her bountiful breasts were just begging to be groped or bound, to be made a true submissive under his dominance. "I'm sorry I've kept everything secret to you...I lived under the assumption that I could never replace my dear Isabelle...but I see her in you, to be honest Trista..." he whispered, "I thought I lost her...but in the end, I found her...in you!" On the verge of tears, he embraced her and kissed her, softly cradling Trista within his hold trying his best to never let go...weeping into her shoulder, he just remained there embracing her.

Then, as he slowly calmed down, he managed to collect his thoughts. Following through the advice Azrael gave him, he sighed "You know...do you think we're born with a natural tendency for Dominance or Submission?" he asked curiously, just talking before he got back on the phone, calling in to get some Pizza, "Because what I was thinking was that sometimes you are just...born with that tendency. I used to remember feeling a bit...elated when I would see damsels in distress in old cartoons..." Just some casual talk between the two ought to bring them a little closer, just to talk about something that wasn't about a painful past. Taking a seat down on the sofa, he began to inspect the rope marks on her body, noticing them slowly fading away with the time since the bondage began. He ran his hand on her wrists, trailing the marks but withdrew soon enough. "What do you think, Trista?" he asked, wondering about her thoughts on the matter as he walked over to get some glasses of water.

While the Funeral tomorrow was indeed impertinent, he didn't want to bring it up and run the risk of ruining the mood; if she wanted to go, he would go also. All that mattered to him was fixing their rather sad and tense atmosphere. When the pizza came, he picked up the order and set it on the table. "But you know, I've always wondered...just what's school like on a daily basis? You always tell me about the crazy things Alexis and you tend to get into, but I've been wondering just what a day in your life is like..." he asked, taking a slice and taking a gentle bite out of it.
 
Trista smiled at his words and noted his gaze upon her. It felt like a,lover's caress as his gaze took in her body. "Its okay, I understand." She whispered to him as she kissed him back and held him to her. She knew it would take him time but he was already making progress. The fact he saw Isabel in her was a double edge sword as it could hold him back or help him move forward. For now,it seemed to help him and she prayed things stayed that way. At least now she understood how he had been able to soothe her and understand her demons so well all this time.

As he calmed and pulled away she smiled up at him. She was looking forward to spending time with him tonight. As he moved to call in the pizza she considered his question. "I think that some are but not all" she said as she moved infront of him to simply slip her arms around his waist and look up at him. She enjoyed being close to him and simply touching him. The contrast of his hard strong body against her softness was amazing to her. "I believe the path within their life can alternate what they may have been born feeling or maybe their childhood determines some of it. But that is just my ideas." She added as she leaned up to lightly kiss his lips. At his mention of damsels in distress she couldnt help but grin. "I must say I think my tastes were always more towards beauty and the beast." She chuckled as she thought back to the old cartoon and how beast was always trying to act all gruff yet belle knew better and he was always so kind even firm with her. The thought slithered even more through her mind as he caressed the slight marks from the ropes.

As the doorbell rang she pulled away and moved to get them drinks and plates and napkins as he got the pizza. Once everything was in place, she sat down to eat with him. But as he asked about her daily life she shrugged. "I don't know. I mean most days its pretty stressful. I get up and go to school knowing I have a ton of stuff to do for each class. I push myself to keep my grades up and pay attention even to the most boring classes like history. At lunch all of us girls sit together and chat about usual stuff, boys, class, weekend plans, new outfits, etc. I usually am so busy fretting over dance class routines and extra projects to help the school so I'm usually not too involved in the girl talk. Then I come home to help take care of things at home while stressing over homework and practice. I've turned down several dates with the guys in school. They are sweet and all but I'm not attracted to them so I wont waste their time. Plus they just don't fit into life really." She said as she slowly ate. "What about you" she asked inquiring about his daily routine. Watching her figure as she was, she ate two slices of the pizza and then moved to put her plate away. Returning to the table she sipped her tea as she listened to his response. As he finished eating she moved to clear away everything and clean up the kitchen. It was odd how fast she had gotten used to Nathan today, she admonished as she didn't feel as self conscious in the skimpy outfit she still wore. She had yet to take her shower with the telling their friends bye and then her and him talking afterwards and eating. Blushing a bit as she realized the difference in her she returned to him now that everything was done for the day. "I guess I'm going to go take that shower now and change" she said softly as she noted his gaze upon her making her lightly nibble her bottom lip as she remembered earlier and felt that inner ache inside of her throb once more. "Ma..maybe afterwards we can curl up on the couch and watch a show ....unless you want to go to bed instead or have other plans." She said a little hesitant and huskier than she meant to as her mind wandered to other things being done on the couch as her body still ached for something more. Maybe if she played her cards right this night could be saved. But if he wasn't ready for anything more or was too tired she would understand and simply settle for a movie and bed.
 
Beauty and the Beast? He chuckled softly. "That means I should act a bit more gruff, huh? A little more...possessive with a kind heart beneath?" he tickled her belly upon hearing that, wanting no more than to spend some quality time with Trista. "You women think differently from us men...it's great to have a difference in opinions after all!" he said with a smile. Taking a bite from the pizza, he walked back to the kitchen and returned with a few glasses, filling it up with some water. Nothing better than a glass of refreshing, cold water! Then again, that made him question...was he the right person for her, a true soul mate... But no matter what, he would always love her, even if she didn't return the same feelings to him.

"Sounds like you have quite the life. Too busy if I'd say." he teased, smiling. Complicated and rather different from what he had previously imagined. In comparison to his, it was rather...tame. For him, it was simply go to work, deal with such and then move on. "Well, for me, I work as a network administrator over at Aimcorp. I'd normally wake up, kiss my precious Trista awake and cook us some breakfast." he stated, taking a drink. "Then I would either take the transportation service or the car to get there, after which I would go to work. During then I would work on projects, explain things to the intern or help design communications arrays." It was always a strange question, to be asked what you do: so many things change that it was impossible to just say what you do.

"And then, when I come home I embrace my dear Trista and we eat together. My life isn't as exciting as yours, though." he said. Nuzzling over at her cheek. A shower? He flustered a bit, but... "Think I...should join you?" he asked, this was a rather bold request, but he wanted to become closer to her. "I want to...just be with you a little longer..." The words he said were so cheesy, akin to something that came out of a B-rated movie. But those were his feelings, for sure.
 
Trista laughed at his tickling her and smiled at his words. "I think I can handle that well enough and it would suit you nicely" she chuckled picturing him as as the handsome charming beast. She enjoyed spending time with him and now even more so. She knew in her heart that he was the man for her though she wasn't sure that he knew it yet. It would take time but they had plenty and she had patience. As they ate and he commented on the difference of views she couldn't help but laugh softly. "Depends on the person and the view. I know a few guys and girls who would disagree with you" she stated as they ate and she listened to his day.

Smiling she shrugged at the idea of her life being exciting. Some days she would beg to differ but at least she had him. As things were cleaned up and he approached her nuzzling her and mentioned joining her in the shower, her heart stopped for a beat. She didn't think he would ever think of such and hearing him make excuses amused her. "I would like that allot." She breathed on a shiver of apprehension as she moved to lean up and capture his lips. Moaning at the taste of him she ran her hands through his hair and down his back as she kissed him. Pulling away after a moment shr smiled breathlessly at him. "You never have to have reason to spend time with me or share anything with me even a shower." She smiled wider as she looked into his eyes showing love and sincerity in her own. Standing so near to him she trailed her hands from his neck down his chest in a soft caress as she trailed her hands down to his. Taking his hands she brought them up to her lips to softly kiss his knuckles as she continued to look up at him. "Come...." she grinned softly as she let go of one hand to turn and lead him with the other upstairs and to his bathroom as it was the bigger of the two in the house.

Once inside, she started the water then turned to him and gingerly nibbles her bottom lip. It was a nervous habit of hers and though she knew he would not turn her away or not like what he saw, but she knew where things could lead. It made her a little nervous but she was also excited and hopeful. Standing before him now, she slowly reached behind her to untie her outfit and allow it to slip from her body as she repeated the action for her thong. Now standing before him naked, she slowly and boldly reached to slowly undress him as she watched his expressions. Smiling and being brave, she let her gaze travel his body as she let her hands trace him once more.

He was magnificent in her eyes as she took in his strong body and couldn't help lightly licking her lips as her gaze fell to his hardening shaft. He was large and inwardly she felt an ache to taste him and be filled by him as she felt herself grow wet at the thought and at being fully exposed and naked before him. But she wouldn't rush him as she knew he was just as nervous. Regaining herself, she smiled as she took his hand to lead him into the streams of hot water and then once inside she moved his hands to her chest in offer for him to touch her.
 
He wanted to know more, but the prospect of her naked form, shyly withheld before him as per the humble Trista he had come to know aroused him so. Thankfully, his hardness wasn't seen poking against the denim of his jeans. Such wanton lust! Regardless, he moaned softly when she kissed him, pressing deeper into their kiss. The breathless smile...such brief yet affectionate moments like this made his life all the more exciting to live out. "I didn't want to appear and sound like a pervert...I'm still trying to get used to our new position...if you can forgive that." he said, sighing gently. Of course he agreed, following her lead as they walked into the bathroom.

He can sense the sensuality in the air, especially when she began to untie the slip that was her outfit. Naked, she displayed her bare self, her bountiful breasts out for play, her shaven puss a feast for the eyes. The boldness was obvious to her eyes as she slowly undressed him. First the shirt, next his pants and then, his boxers. His manhood now free, it was slightly erect from seeing her naked form, truly. When her hand moved his to her breast, he knew that was well an invitation as his fingers softly caressed, squeezing gently and feeling up her breasts.

Slowly moving behind her, another hand softly reached down low, fingering her juicy folds. Even her body seemed to assist him, making it all the more easy to be fondled and brought higher and higher towards the peak. Her body warm and her juices moistening her clit, he kissed her lips with a breathy moan. "T-trista..." he whimpered, softly kneeling down as his tongue greedily licked her pussy lips. He made the first move, something that aroused him yet made him feel oh so ashamed of, sadly. However, as she was brought higher and higher, the water exuded heat as did their bodies, furthering his fervor...
 
Trista felt her heart soar at hearing his moan against her kiss. Normally she was not so bold, especially with him. However she knew that he still saw her as a daughter even though she wasnt. In order to expel that vision he had in his mind of her she would have to push and persuade him to see her differently as well as convince him that she was more than ready to be his submissive, his slave in full submission. Even with being as virginal as she was, she knew she was playing with fire as she urged him to touch her, to take her as his. After all it had been seemingly forever, or at least years since he had been with a woman that she knew of and the attraction and love between then which had been suppressed all this time was building fast as those hidden barriers which protected it from igniting were consumed.

With him asking forgiveness for sounded that of a pervert she couldnt help a soft laugh. She could easily forgive him anything so long as he never turned her away from his life. But the feel of his hands upon her soft flesh pushed all worries of such aside as she arched into his touch and softly moaned. She had waited so long for him to touch her like this. To feel him so near to her in ways beyond the simple comforts of a friend. even though she felt so exposed and vulnerable at the moment as she had never been this naked around him before, she couldnt resist reacting to his touch as his hands sizzled a path along her body as they now explored her, making her hungry for more. Feeling his other hand move to find her silken wet folds, she inhaled deeply as the sensations his finger elited in her began to make her burn in pleasure.

this was definitely worth the wait and all of the work she had put forth to get to know him and be near him til she got to this point. however that sense of fullfillment doubled as he whimpered her name in a kiss then trailed his way down to her now slick pussy and began to lick her tender folds. Gasping she opened her body to him as she surrendered herself to his will and desires. "Oh... please......" she whimpered softly as she moved a hand down to his head to finger his hair and urge him on. "more...." she purred as she felt him lap at her core. She knew she more than likely would not last long with being so inexperienced but for now she rode the pleasure until it would give her no other choice but to drown in it as it crashed over her.
 
More... Did he...really want more? Even as he continued to pleasure her, his fingers and his tongue working her up to a passionate frenzy, he continued to doubt...he saw Isabelle in her...a thought that almost frightened him to consider her bound to him as a slave. Sure he had much to work with, taking into heed Azrael's words about her not committed to surrendering her soul and pride...yet...was he...truly ready? And with that, his hand...reached out to her own, grasping her right hand tightly. As if it was a solemn prayer, almost a plea for her to lend to him the strength she had, her determination...even as he slowly brought her to a climax, feeling her wetness slowly drip, her folds engorged and utterly aroused.

Soon, he rose on is two feet, as Nathan pressed her against the walls of the shower, gently...leaning in for a passionate kiss. "Trista..." he moaned within their passionate contact, feeling both his body and his hardened shaft press onto her. There was no denying it; he was truly aroused, yet, looking deep into her luscious hazel eyes, he spoke... "We should...you know..." Perhaps she could fill in the last detail himself. Truly, a shower was not a romantic scene as a bed would, really. Despite that, he took out the soap and, quite diligently, began to lather up her body, the suds filling his palms as he scrubbed, scrubbed the impurities and sweat away from her sweet, voluptuous body.

He even scrubbed against her clitoris, though his hands were hesitant, he did also to her breasts, though they felt more like...fondling, really. With a blush apparent to his cheeks, the fog from the hot water began to filter in, as he finishes. He even applied shampoo to her hair, lathering it away leaving it silky smooth. "It's your turn...slave." he really didn't like calling her that, but he spoke on a more...warm and kindly way. As if he really was still getting used to calling her that on a normal basis. He whispered... "...Tomorrow...should we...continue training?" he asked. Of course, this meant...things would indeed change. No longer waking up to a breakfast, only to reveal her nakedness and kneel before him...he was worried. Would she truly abide to this lifestyle...? To him?

Only time can tell.
 
Feeling his fingers and tongue work their magic upon her young body, Trista panted and moaned in surrender to him. There was nothing in the world that she wanted more than him. It had always been that way but earlier on she was too afraid from her past to admit it. But now, here in this shower with him as he touched and caressed her naked wet body, bringing her closer and closer to the edge, she knew without a doubt she had to have him and would do anything including battle the fires of hell to have him. Nothing would take her from her inner mission now as she had waited too long for him and had wasted far too much time by being something she truly wasnt. But now she was showing her true self and prayed that it with her determination and love for him would be enough to win him to her cause. That silent vow was sealed in pure determination and love as she felt him slip his hand into hers as he continued to pleasure her, silently willing him to allow it.

As he continued to lap at her tender folds she finally cried out as her pleasure became too much. Moaning his name as her body succumbed to the pleasure only he could give her, it was all she could do to remain in place as the intensity of it all washed through her. Holding the side of the shower with one hand though, she managed as she panted and writhed for several minutes as the waves of pleasure subsided and left her breathless. Having him rise to press her to the wall and kiss her, she kissed him back passionately as her mind one word “hers.” Even with him giving her release, she wanted him even more now. The hardness of his shaft against her soft body, the heated energy between them, the moaning of her name on his lips. It was more than enough to leave her feeling captivated by him.

Hearing his next words, hinting at them needing to shower and get to a better place to devour one another, she gave him a knowing grin and a whispered “yes” though her body screamed differently. However as he usually did, he took charge of things and began to scrub her body clean and in doing so sweetly tormented her as his slick soapy hands glided over her body, caressing, washing, and fondling. Though catching the hint of blush upon his cheeks as he did so made her feel even more for him. Dammit why couldnt he toss away that inner shy guy and be the man she knew he was who could and would easy take what was his. Men had to be so frustrating some days. But she pushed it aside as she he finished ensuring every inch of her was clean, including her hair. Oh feeling him lather her hair and wash it was erotic in itself and damn near sacred in her book.

Then as she rinsed off and heard him call her slave, her heart soared as she looked at him with a happy and eager gaze. Smiling with a sensual “yes Master” she took the soap and lathered it in her hands as she then used her hands to slowly caress and scrub his body starting at his broad shoulders that she loved and working down his body. Feeling bold or maybe just emblazoned by the pleasure he had given her, she moved to kiss the areas she cleaned as the hot stream of water washed the suds from his body. Washing and kissing her way down his body, she saved his thighs and cock last just so she could do her own little teasing. With everyone other inch of him clean now, she slowly knelt before him a ran her hand along his thighs and then to his hardened shaft. Running her hand along it she gazed up into his eyes, almost in questioning askance as the water streamed against her hand helping her to wash him. Kneeling there, she then did as she had done to the rest of him and moved to kiss the tip of his cock and then being a bit more bold she flicked her tongue out to tease and explore the tip of him. With him not stopping her yet, she went out on a limb and stroked him in her hand as she then slowly worked the tip on him within her mouth and then began to suck and swirl her tongue around him. Looking up and watching him as she did, she got more bold as she watched his reactions and took more and more of him as she worked to give him pleasure.
 
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