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<pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2012 23:52:15 -0400</pubDate>
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<title>The Order - part 1</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 07:59:10 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[A street with high buildings on either side. Most of the lighting is broken, the few lights that work blink and aren’t very effective, only lighting small parts of the sidewalk.
A woman walks on the sidewalk in the dark street. When she steps in a small pool of light her features can be seen. She has long blonde hair in a ponytail. She has some dark make-up around her eyes and bright red lipstick. Her long coat doesn’t reveal her body, but her boots aren’t covered by it. The boots are leiced and run up to her knee, the heels are 6 inch and very thin.
She walks powerfull past the buildings, then she turns left into an alley. Halfway into the alley she stops, she reaches into her coat and takes out her cellphone. She dials a number, presses the green button and brings the phone to her ear. She waits until someone picks up.
“Hello?!” a deep male voice sounds through the phone.
“Open the door. I’m waiting outside.” The woman replies.
“Who are you?”
“Josephine.”
“Josephine, huh. You know you aren’t allowed to come in alone. Is there anyone with you?”
“No, there isn’t. But since last week I’m allowed to come in alone.”
“Let’s check that, shall we? Move to the door and open you coat. Show me your tattoo.”
Josephine turns to a big steel door, she opens the two highest buttons of her coat. On the skin that is revealed is a tattoo; a simple cicle, colored for two third. Leaving the non colored part to represent a moon sickle.
Josephine hears something slide. the light above the door goes on, blinding her.
“I see you’ve done well. I’ll open the door.”
With a lot of noise the door opens. A huge, fat man is standing in a small room.
“Hurry up! Come in.”
Josephine steps into the small room. She looks at the man. His upperbody isn’t covered, he only has leather straps around his wrists. He wears a black leather pants with matching shoes. He quickly closes the door and hits a switch, probably to turn off the light outside. The small room is lit with two lightbulbs, only giving of a yellow-orange shine.
“What are you doing here Josephine?”
“The Master wanted me to come.”
“Is that so? Then why didn’t he inform me?”
“Why should he inform you? Just because you’re a doorman?”
“No. Because slaves aren’t allowed in without a dom.”
“I’m not just a slave anymore. You saw my tattoo.”
“You’re still a slave, because you didn’t bring a sub. That tattoo of yours shows that you’re moving up the ladder, but you’ll need a slave of you own before you’re a true Mistress. And who’s going to obey when you don’t have a slave? That’s right, you.”
Josephine’s gaze moves across his chest, she sees his tattoo. A cicle, completely colored. He is a higher ranking dom, if she had a slave that slave could take her place right now. But she doesn’t have one, so she’ll have to obey him.
“Take off that coat.”
Josephine takes off her coat, finally revealing her body. She has big breasts, only covered by a see-through black shirt and supported by a black bra, which pushes them up, but doesn’t cover them. She’s wearing a short leather skirt and black stockings that disappear into her boots.
“On your knees and start sucking.” The man says while he drops his pants.
Josephine obeys him and takes his dick in her mouth. She has done this a lot of times before, as a ‘thank you for opening the door’-gift, ordered by the doms that escorted her in. The dick is growing in her mouth, she enjoys the feeling of the swelling. Her agile tongue moves up and down his shaft. Her left hand tickles his balls and her right is around the shaft while she sucks on the head. Her tongue is moving fast around it, then focussing on one sensative spot and when the guy moans she let’s go of his dick and takes it completely in her mouth. Deepthroat is one the things she’s trained in, and she’s proud of it. With the dick still completely in her mouth, she looks up, right in the eyes of the guy. He looks down on her, grabs her ponytail and starts fucking her mouth. He doesn’t hold back, it doesn’t matter to him if she can take it. Making her gag is part of the fun for him. But she doesn’t gag, she endures his thrusts, that go deep in her throat. 
“This isn’t any fun.” The guy says while pulling back his dick.
“What do you want me to do, Mister?”
“To you, it’s Master. We aren’t equals. And I believe you just called me doorman, so I’ll enter your backdoor. Pull up your skirt, bend over and spread you buttcheeks so I can enter easily.”
“Yes Master.” Josephine reveals her naked ass to him, then pulls her cheeks apart so that her asshole is clearly visible. He presses his cock against it, going in with only the head. He waits. Then he pushes it in all the way at once. His hands grab her tits and he pinches her niples.
“Now start moving.”
Josephine leans forward, his cock goes out a bit. Then she leans back. She repeats this a few times. He pinches her niples again.
“Go faster.”
She speeds up. And out of nothing when she moves back he thrusts forward, and when she moves forward he pulls out. Making the sensation more intens for him.
“Stop.”
He pulls his dick out of her ass and walks to a chair, he sits down on it.
“Do whatever you want to make me cum. If you don’t manage to make me cum in two minutes I’ll expect you here tomorrow to satisfy all my needs.”
Josephine walks over to him, steps over him, positioning her pussy above his throbbing cock. She let’s herself fall down, thanks to her high heels her feet are on the ground. She starts moving up and down in a fast rythem. She takes off her see-through shirt, grabs his head and burries it between her naked tits. She feeds him one of her niples. He sucks on it for a while and then bites on it. She screams with pleasure. She leans forward and whispers in his ear;
“And now for the finale, my Master.”
She gets off him and get’s on her knees. Her hands wrap themselves around his dick and start jerking him off. She looks at him and grins. She presses his dick against her chest and pushes her tits together, moving up and down. He starts moaning and breathing heavy. She let’s go of his dick and takes it in her mouth again. It’s halfway in when the first shot of cum comes out. Josephine keeps sucking, until no more cum comes out. Then she swallows and she keeps sucking on the soft dick. She stands up, rests her hands on his shoulders, gives him an intense french kiss and then looks him in the eyes.
“That was within two minutes. I have to go now The Master is waiting.”
“You did a great job. Don’t forget to apply new lipstick, The Master likes it. See you on your way out Josephine.”
“Bye, Master.” The last word sounds sarcastic. Josephine walks to a door in the back of the room and passes trough it without looking back.
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