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Thread: Life (Tatcon and his Lucy)

Watching her face while she spoke, and thought about what she was going to say, Marcel grew amused. She had come to this place much like he had gone somewhere similar when he was young and stupid, and it had all culminated into this. Running his index finger over his lip, he waited until she was finished, and then slowly stood up. Stand up. he said, stepping around the desk so he was within an arms length of her, but no closer. He had a few small things in mind he wanted to test before giving her the news he was now withholding. Blue eyes looked directly into hers, as he contemplated the next move. Leave the vest on the chair, and stand properly as you would expected to stand were you in my employ. He continued, voice carrying a commanding tone behind its softness.
Thread: Life (Tatcon and his Lucy)

Slight smirk played across her lips in reaction to his amusement, wondering what was causing it recognition, foreknowledge perhaps, or something she was entirely unaware of? Eyes would follow his movement as he got up and walked over, and despite his demand being somewhat unexpected and interrupting her contemplations, she did as asked quite easily. Once she was up to her feet and facing him, she stared at the ground for a good while. Eventually she'd put her vest on the chair, fulfilling at least one part of his demand. However, now came the annoying part, the one she felt she could not comply to, and in stead would have to explain. So she lightly bit her lip and looked up at him, fingers fidgeting somewhat nervously, voice soft but still determined as she spoke I'm sorry sir, but I couldn't do that. I'm only familiar with orchestrated pictures and don't have any experience what so-ever I simply don't know how to. I'd be happy to learn if you're willing to explain, though. Admitting to a lack of knowledge, or perhaps revealing the fact she could not act without it, was quite something for Liz, deep blush on her cheeks, hands folded together a little too tightly out of nervous habit.
Thread: Life (Tatcon and his Lucy)

Because of his initial answer, her nerves ebbed away almost immediately. She was fascinated by his words, the philosophy behind them and his tone of voice. What he said was sincere, and heartfelt to such a degree it moved her. She gave a short nod and emotion showed through in the smile she offered. In the small pause between his explanation and the moment they started she contemplated his intentions not that she doubted his honesty or goal, but his methods and the reason he chose them made her curious. Mesmerized by his descriptions, her mind would eagerly absorb every word, and her body followed along. She'd slightly part her feet, making sure her thighs didn't touch, but were no more than the fraction of an inch apart. Pelvis would cant backwards subtly, adding to the curve in her spine, accentuating both behind and her hips without drawing vulgar attention to them. She murmured a quiet 'thank you, sir' as he commented on her top and, through her captivation, offered a gentle smile. As he continued, she'd lower her shoulders and pulled them back slightly, arching her back just a tad further, pushing out her chest without being impudent. This also elongated her neck, contributing to what he called the most important - she held her head high, and together with her slightly downcast gaze this formed a harmony between the pride and submission he mentioned. Eyes were bright despite being slightly downcast, head held high while her chin was tipped down every so slightly, lips pulled up in a smile that almost tended towards a grin, warm but playful. She repeated the line he deemed important in a soft murr 'a dominant can command, because the submissive is in control'. She smiled a bit wider as consciousness joined reality again and cast a careful glance at him, barely aware of what exactly had changed in her posture, but eager for his reaction.
Thread: Life (Tatcon and his Lucy)

For a long moment Marcel remained stationary, eyes having taken in the subtle shifts of her body that brought out the beauty in her posture, the natural way she flowed into form and created a stunning sculpture. He was held in rapture, and for the longest time he couldn't say a word until his eyes met hers when they came his way. Instead of giving her the praise, or an answer she might have been looking for, he posed another question, an important one, as all his previous statements and questions have apparently been. Drawing in a slow breath, he kept his face neutral, careful, and critical. Does it feel natural? He asked, looking over her form again, and quite easily getting his answer, for she was an natural and such perfect posture was hard to find in those who did not find these motions easy. But he wanted to hear it from her lips that this was indeed a comfortable, maybe even safe, position.
Thread: Life (Tatcon and his Lucy)

Hands, that'd been along her side so far, would be clasped together in front of her, palms facing up. Then she nodded lightly and uttered a small chuckle, realizing that had been the only thing not feeling natural and voicing that exact thought It does now, sir. She hadn't been expecting any form of praise, or even confirmation, since - apart from the first step - nothing she'd done had taken an effort, let alone it had posed a challenge. She had already answered his question, but decided to add the fact that she felt was interesting, and might be useful information In fact, i could not tell you exactly what i've done..it hasn't been a very conscious process. Her mind wandered over her posture as if it were running fingers over her body, gaining awareness of each curve, and just how comfortable she was. Compared to this, even the way of standing she considered relaxed until now seemed utterly unnatural. And perhaps because of that comfort, or maybe even what he called safety, his eyes no longer chased a blush up her cheeks - in stead, though, the approval in his expression sent a shiver down her spine with an emotion she couldn't quite put her finger on. Could this be submission?
Thread: Life (Tatcon and his Lucy)

It isn't. What feels natural is never a conscious decision or process. It's what your heart and mind desire. He answered plainly, before standing up and moving to stand directly in front of her. Raising a hand to sit gently under her chin he would tilt her head up so she could look directly into his eyes, which was what he wanted her to do as he gave her his next words. Your posture is perfect Liz, and the grace and ease with which you found it is beautiful and a bit amazing. I didn't tell you before we started this little exercise that you had already received the job, you had done that much just by being yourself when you walked in the door. A small smile would grace his lips as he spoke, and soon continued. My dilemma was what position you would fill in this house, and where I would want you to be placed. However, that answer has come quite easily. Taking a few steps back he would move behind his desk, and open one of the drawers. From it, he pulled a small, delicate band of leather, devoid of markings or imperfections, but the clasps at the back were coloured with gold, a small difference from the silver Liz may have seen on the collars of any of the other employees. Like all my employees, you will start at the reception desk, assisting clients with getting set up with a proper pairing, and assisting around the manor. However, there is a second part to this contract. He said, walking back around to be in front of her, unfolding the collar, and holding it just in front of her neck. As I said before you do not submit yourself to one who has not proved it, which is why I'm putting forward this proposal. The addendum to your contract shall be you will be my personal pet, I will train you, take care of you, and assist you into this life. If you accept, step forward, and place your neck into the collar.
Thread: Life (Tatcon and his Lucy)

As he tilted her head she'd look straight at him, eyes fixing on his with a bright sparkle. The smile on his lips would be answered with an amused, somewhat bold smirk I don't see how i could not be myself, sir She'd listen to him intently, then took her time to think about it. She already knew her answer, every fibre of her screamed 'yes', but a rash decision was rather uncalled for at a point like this. She lightly bit her lip, went over every detail once more, then looked up at him. Sir, if i take a step forward right now, can we go over the details right after? Because, i want to make this decision on my own judgement, but i need the certainty that everything will remain open for conversation. If he'd confirm this for her, she would indeed take that step forward and allow the collar to settle around her neck. If not, she'd sit down and ask him if perhaps discussing it befrehand was an option. What she wanted to confirm, or perhaps reassurance was really what she sought, was that she'd remain free to live her own life by day, and that she'd understood correctly that she would not have to accept a client when she had legitimate objections.
Thread: Life (Tatcon and his Lucy)

It is always open for discussion me pet. Part of this life is the freedom to express what you think freely, for the betterment of yourself, and the connection with your master or client. He replied, voice calm and reassuring as he was sure this was not a step to be taken lightly. People believed that the employees of this manor treaded a fine line between legitamicy and prostitution, but one from the outside would never truly understand how little power they had over the employees, despite most of them being 'submissive' by nature. This is a job that revolves around a lifestyle, or for that reason the rules are clear, and the rules will take your needs deeply into consideration. This I promise firmly. He said strongly, still holding his position before her as he waited for her decision.
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As soon as he'd answered positively, before he had even finished his sentence, she'd taken a step forward. The cold leather of the collar against the sensitive skin of her neck was oddly pleasant, and the vibration of his voice as she stood so close to him sent a slight shiver down her spine. While she patiently waited for him to fasten the collar, she'd take a second to let his words sink in, then replied quietly Thank you, sir. I'm very glad to hear. It's what i had gathered so far, but it's always pleasant to confirm we're on the same line. she looked up shortly to flash him a smile, then for the fraction of a second rested her forehead against his chest. As soon as she realized it she gave a small chuckle and shrugged a little Suppose i feel right at home, sir. My apologies if it's offended you. The last part of her sentence being sincere, but a formality - her attitude showed clearly that she felt in no way uncomfortable.
Thread: Life (Tatcon and his Lucy)

If a little head tap like that offended me, would I be putting forward the offer for you to be my pet? He said softly after she had pulled her head away from its resting place on him and after he had quite easily clasped the lovely collar around her neck. Taking a step back to admire the look of the petite collar on her delicate neck, he nodded, and gave her a soft smile. Fits perfectly. Now, take a seat. He said, beckoning her to sit back down as he propped himself up onto the edge of his desk. You care to have a discussion. Well, let us discuss. Please, speak your mind. He said in a bit of a professional air to keep clear that boundary of professionalism that he liked to keep in situations such as this. When serious conversations like this were set to take place, he always tried to take an objective stance so he wouldn't muddy the lifestyle of others. That was a rule of his, work was work and play was play, and when play was your work, you had to be damn clear of the lines.
Thread: Life (Tatcon and his Lucy)

Liz would raise her hands in defeat, broad grin playing on lips Can't argue with that, sir. Realizing that she apparently wasn't all that aware of her 'new' situation just yet. At the moment he took some distance to see the result she'd clasp her hands back in front of her and slowly turned a full circle to give him a proper view. Once he'd drawn his conclusion she blushed lightly and replied with a quiet Good to hear, sir. I feel the same way. She'd ease herself back in the chair as he'd suggested, sitting down the same way as she had before - on the edge of the seat, legs to one side, hands palm-up in her lap - though this time she made sure she lost none of the posture he'd guided her into. She'd smile lightly and uttered a confirmative 'mh'. Teeth would slightly trouble her bottom lip as she considered how to phrase things. I wouldn't call it a discussion, sir. I don't mean to say you're wrong, but i think conversation would be a more appropriate word. What i'd like answers to, or perhaps rather just confirmation, are these things Have i understood correctly that i can -or should- move in here, that at daytime i i will continue my own life and most importantly my education, and that apart from the 'regular' position starting at the reception, i'm entrusted to your personal guidance? she paused to take a breath, and ponder whether she had any other questions, then gave a short nod. I think that's all that's on my mind for now, sir.
Thread: Life (Tatcon and his Lucy)

Taking in her queries and quandaries, Marcel thought of the best way to answer them. While mind was still processing, he slid off the desk once more, and crouched before her, placing his hands lightly into hers. Very good questions my little Liz. He started by saying, as he felt the soft texture of her skin through his fingertips. Here are the answers and confirmations. First, the choice of moving in to this manor, is yours to make, depending on how close to this lifestyle you wish to be. Most girls and boys here, simply stay here because the job entails you working until later at night, so why rush home when you can just go to sleep when the work is done? It is a choice, but for you, I would suggest you stay. He added, for it seemed with her she wanted a strong taste of this world, and the best way to do that, was to make it part of your home life as well. During the day, you are required to live your life. Partially because there is very little work here during the day, and the other half we already discussed. If you find that you have too much school work, and coming here andor servicing clients would impede your progress, let me know. As I said this is making a living from a lifestyle, not an entire life. He continued, watching her eyes and body carefully as he spoke. Her subtle grace was a delight, and her body language was so alive that he really couldn't help but watch her at all moments. Now..the final question. Yes, apart from the position at reception you will be bound to my personal guidance. However, you are as much in control of it as I am, because I will show you paths, but you must be the one to take them. If you say you wish to take on clients, then it will be so. Just remember, you do not have to service those you do not deem worthy. It's in the membership contract, and it is in your employment contract which I will hand to you once we're done. He said, drawing in a deep breath. For the first time he was feeling a bit possessive of one of his employees, and that might have been what guided his decision to place her in the position she was in. He pushed the thought to the back of his mind, and concluded his thought. Any other questions my pet? He asked softly.
Thread: The purchase (Isabella and Eric)

Securely locked inside her small travelling cage, naked save for the blindfold around her eyes, the cuffs that held her hands behind her back, and the irremovable metal collar locked around her throat, Isabella felt the rumble of the truck around her cease. They had arrived, then. She was being delivered and whoever it was that had bought her was now waiting for her, maybe just outside... She heard the van door open, felt her cage lifted up by unseen hands, carried along, and then placed down again inside or outside, she could not tell, for the heavy drapes that covered it prevented her from feeling the air against her skin. Then she heard a metallic sound she knew very well the clink of keys. Someone had just been handed the keys to the locks on her cuffs and cage. The keys to her life. In just a few moments, she knew, the drapes would be pulled back, and she would be face to face with her purchaser...
Thread: The purchase (Isabella and Eric)

Eric, the mysterious man who bought her, opened the cage, and let her out. He then led her to his bedroom, took what little she was wearing off of her, and proceeded to take off his own clothes. His cock was not yet erect, and Eric ordered I want you to seduce me.. His eyes looked into hers, and he couldn't wait for what she was probably about to do.
Thread: The purchase (Isabella and Eric)

Isabella stared at her purchaser in terrified bewilderment. Seduce him? Seduce him? Uder the circumstances, the demand seemed almost unutterably bizarre. If he wants you to pretend to seduce him, then that's what you have to do. Or do you think he'll take kindly to being disobeyed? Just put on a show... Deliberately smoothing her face into a smile, and tossing back her long, lustrous black hair, she walked towards him with a sway in her hips. 'Of course, sir', she murmured, placing one hand on his shoulder, then running it down across his chest, caressing his nipple, his navel, and - briefly - the side of his cock, before finally coming to rest on his hip. Her soft, dark eyes remained locked on his, her face very close to his own. 'Whatever you request...'
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He then said Ohh... you're so beautiful. I'm glad I bought you., his cock becoming erect. He then stuck his 12-inch member into her mouth, and told her I want you to suck it.
Thread: The purchase (Isabella and Eric)

Her rather perfunctory 'seduction' cut short, Isabella found herself abruptly pushed down onto her knees, at eye level to her new master's monstrously large cock - and also at mouth level, a fact of which he swiftly took advantage by forcing his member in between her lips. Eager to remain on his good side, and do nothing to incur any sort of punishment, she began enthusiastically sucking on the head of his cock, hoping that he wouldn't expect her to take the whole of his massive length down her throat...
Thread: The purchase (Isabella and Eric)

Unfortunately for her, he pushed into her throat, let out a blast of cum, which he ordered her to swallow, and then pulled out. He then asked her, What would turn you on?
Thread: The purchase (Isabella and Eric)

Isabella had barely begun her blowjob when her new owner - apparently as swift to climax as he was quick on the rise - forced himself roughly down her throat and ejaculated, with a force that made his order for her to swallow rather superflous most of his load was already trickling down her throat. He pulled out, and she gasped for air, then make a show of gulping and swallowing down the cum in her mouth, still keen to demonstrate her obedience. Size but no stamina. Could be worse... Looking up at him, she shook her head, bewildered by his latest question. 'Turn... turn me on, sir?' Might as well be honest. Wouldn't want him to notice you faking. 'Um, well, I like to have my body stroked and caressed, sir. And my breasts and nipples kissed and licked. And of course, um, stimulation of my sex...'
Thread: The purchase (Isabella and Eric)

He asked Anything else?, as he started slowly feeling down her whole body.
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'Um...' Isabella tried to relax herself, to block out the surreality of her situation. The feel of his hands across her sensitive skin was not unpleasant, and she reflected that this whole situation could be much, much worse. He owned her, after all he could have done anything he liked to her. At least he was being gentle. As his hands caressed her breasts, brushing across her nipples - erect in the slightly cool air of the room - she moaned softly, only partially in show. 'Ohh... I, ah, I enjoy sex, sir. Perhaps... perhaps you would like to make love to me?'
Thread: The purchase (Isabella and Eric)

He then said It would be my pleasure., as he stuck his cock into her pussy, started gently fucking her, and feeling her body, kissing her lips.
Thread: The purchase (Isabella and Eric)

Swept up and onto the bed, Isabella found herself suddenly beneath him, his cock pressing against her sex. So much for foreplay... she thought, obediently parting her legs as she had been taught to do by her trainers back at the Centre, feeling him push into her only slightly moistened cunt. Still, he was being gentle with her his hands continued to caress her skin, his lips pressing against her own in a kiss, and he was working that huge cock of his into her slowly, rather than just brutally splitting her open. All things considered, it wasn't so bad as all that and as he continued to fuck her, she slipped her arms around him and returned his kiss, moving her own hips in time with his own. Not so bad as all that. Pleasurable, even...
Thread: The purchase (Isabella and Eric)

He came, and said It feels so good., then continuing to kiss her, feeling her body down.
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...and, just like that, he came inside her. Size and stamina truly did not always go together. It feels so good, does it? she thought, as he continued to stroke her body. Well, at least that makes one of us. Still, she returned his kiss and caresses, and then broke off to murmur softly in his ear 'Master... I haven't come, yet. Could you... um... bring me off?' I wonder if he'll go down on me. He seems to be trying to please me, after all...
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He fucked her harder, and said If that's what you want, I'll get you to cum.
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'Oh!' His sudden thrust took her completely by surprise. She had evidently fallen into the hands of a sexual prodigy he was still as hard as ever, his capacity apparently undiminished by his two recent orgasms. As he forced his massive cock deeper and deeper into her tight sex, moistened now both by his cum and by her own growing wetness, she wrapped her arms around him and clung tightly to his body, feeling herself rocked back and forth by his powerful thrusts, her own orgasm starting to build within her. 'Oh!' she gasped. 'Oh! Master! Oh!'
Thread: The purchase (Isabella and Eric)

He asked Feels good, doesn't it? Oh... you're so beautiful..., and came again, but not as much.
Thread: The purchase (Isabella and Eric)

'Oh! Yes! Yes!' Clinging to him, she moved her body in time to his, the movements of her hips mirroring his own, meeting his thrusts, giving as good as she got, her breasts bouncing against her chest as her body was thrown back and forth. Feeling him increasing in urgency - Already? Can't he last even a little longer? - she clenched her sex down around his cock, riding him eagerly, feeling her own orgasm build inside her and when his cock spasmed within her in climax, it was enough to bring her over the edge. With a low moan of delight, she clutched his body tightly, shuddering in orgasm then, slipping from him, slumped to the bed below, still holding him within her sex. 'Oh.' She lifted her head a little, and kissed him, keen to remain on his good side. 'That did feel good. Thank you, master...'
Thread: The purchase (Isabella and Eric)

He then kissed her back, and slowed down a bit, and said Hang in there.
Thread: The purchase (Isabella and Eric)

Realising that he was still not spent, Isabella nodded silently in response to his request, continuing to move her hips in time to his thrusts, squeezing him rhythmically with her sex, feeling the orgasmic aftershocks of her climax ripple through her like waves as she did so.
Thread: The purchase (Isabella and Eric)

He then stopped for a second to ask her What else would you like to do?