Thread: The Master and The Student  (Romance / BDSM) (Pazzo x LingeringDesire)

Daishalyn felt her leg muscles tremble as she spun, neck arched perfectly as the male showcased her talents. He held her torso steady as her legs opened and she dropped to a split to end the show. The thunderous applause came as no surprise when the lights faded to black. This was what she trained her entire life for, the reason her father sent her to America. But, it all was coming to an end. Life had not been without challenges, and after recovering from a torn muscle, the ballerina was retiring into a life of teaching. Her own studio had always been a dream of hers, now it was a reality. With a wide smile on her full lips she took the stage with her dance company one last time and bowed to the audience. -- Large green eyes gazed down upon her young students. And one, and two... She repeated, counting to four over and over again. She loved her job but she was missing something, a deeper need filled her soul and she knew she was ready to look. The twenty something woman was ready for love. Her friends took the initiative and spoke with their boyfriends, friends and even neighbors. Their tactics made her laugh, even as she turned on the music after hours and let her body move to the music of her soul. They were too good to her. Blowing her light brown hair out of her face she flipped off the lights and went to her apartment. Met at the door by her cat, Oreo, the female moved about getting ready. Growing up in Russia she had fought her way into the most prestigious of ballet schools and trained vigorously to outgrow it. Coming to Juilliard in Mew York as a seventeen year old was the break she needed. Then joining the company while still in college was a dream come true and encouraged by both her advisors and instructors. But she still had her parents to please. Her mother Ingrid, a Russian immigrant and her father Bajrish, an Indian born merchant. Even though her heritage and background was mixed, her father was very traditional when it came to his little girl. In fact, he forbade her from dating. but, with his being a continent away she felt some manner of safety in making her own choice on the matter. Not having had much time for boys it was nice now not to have to focus on other things and just focusing on herself. After a shower, she donned a pair of skinny jeans and a cream colored peasant shirt and then headed out after slipping into her red flats. The girls had mentioned the state fair, she hadn't been in years so it was something she was looking forward to. With her hair hanging down her back and a warm breeze blowing across the land she stepped into the restaurant her friends had chose to leave from. Dash!!!! her friend Nicole crowed as she entered. Yeah you are here. Of course I am... why wouldn't I be? She asked slipping into one of the empty chairs. Well, we have that man coming and well, some of us thought you'd back out. April stated making a point to look at Nicole. Rhonda smiled, Are you nervous? No, why? Should I be? She asked placing her drink order with the waiter, water with lime. No, All three said at the same time, laughing. Daishalyn ignored them and perused the menu. So are we eating here and then desert there? OR what is the game plan? By the looks on the girls faces they didn't know and looked at each other in question. Oh, wow! So, let's just play by ear then, shall we? Reference Picture of Daishalyn