California Dreaming

~~ San Jose, California, March 2066 ~~

Juniper stood quietly with Jade as she finished getting ready, “It’s fine, you’re fine, he loves you.” Jade nodded and flung her arms around Juniper, Annabella and Jasmine.

The three of them led out, Juniper, Annabella, and Jasmine taking their places across from the groomsmen as Jade came out resplendent in her white gown. The music swelled then abated as she arrived, smiling happily up at Zane. “Dearly beloved,” the priest began speaking.

The wedding itself went off without a hitch, then the toasts and the reception dinner and party. Jade and Zane took the floor, dancing around the room for the first dance, then it was expected that the groomsmen danced with the bridesmaids. So Michael eagerly took Annabella into his arms, and James did the same with Jasmine. Juniper watched as the third groomsman walked over to her. “I… actually don’t think we’ve met. I’m Tanner. Can I have this dance?”

“Juniper, and I would love to,” she murmured. When he took her hand, she smiled up at him shyly and followed his lead, “Have you known Zane long?”

“Since college, anyway. We roomed together in the dorms at Stanford our first year. How about you?” he asked with a warm smile.

She wrinkled her nose slightly, “I met him four months ago when he interviewed me for a position here with Future Power Designs. I’ve known Jade for almost seven years now. We’ve worked on a couple of projects together for Michael.”

“Oh, wonderful. Michael’s a good guy. He’s done quite well in Minnesota. I even worked a patent case for him once,” he offered. “What did Zane rope you into doing for him?”

“I joined his robotics team,” Juniper said softly. “California is very different from Minnesota.”

Tanner laughed, “It is indeed. Not nearly as pretty either. Not as much to recommend it. In fact…,” he trailed off, “I’m not entirely sure how Zane manages to bring on so many beautiful women engineers. He didn’t… you know… drug your drink or anything when he took you out to dinner did he?” he joked. “Alien mind control? Secret government blackmail?”

She giggled softly, a faint blush on her cheeks as she ducked her head, “No, none of that. I had dinner with the two of them in Minnesota. I needed a change, and it was hard to refuse when Jade gave me puppy dog eyes after I visited out here the first time.”

“She’s something isn’t she?” he asked, glancing over at Zane and Jade. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so happy.”

“Nor I, her,” Juniper said softly, “They’re good for each other I think. She’s not so… hesitant as she used to be.” She smiled, her eyes softening slightly, “Of course he’s got excellent taste in jewelry.”

“Jade wearing… Jade. It’s almost cliche…,” he chuckled softly. “Suits her, though.” He paused then looked back to her. “You’re an excellent dancer, by the way.”

She smiled up at him, “Thank you, so are you.” She moved closer to him as the rest of the guests joined the floor. “I’m glad they found each other.” The two spent the rest of the afternoon talking to each other, then with other people as the reception ended.

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It had been a bit over a month since the wedding, Juniper was hard at work when it came time. Someone had filed a patent suit against Future Power Designs on one of her products. She came to the meeting that morning. “Thank you for coming, Miss Young, please have a seat,” Zane said calmly, Tanner was seated to his left. “Do you know why you are here?”

“Yes, Mister Fowler,” Juniper murmured. She lifted her head from her hands, “Someone is claiming one of my designs infringes on their patent.”

Tanner nodded, “Now, what can you tell us about your design?”

Juniper looked at him, then looked at Zane before rising to her feet and handing over two folders, “The suit that they’re filing states that the product violates patent D twenty-four three sixty-seven dash-B.” She paused, “They are claiming they hold the patent.” She sat back down, “Patent D twenty-four three sixty-seven dash -B is invalid because of a prior patent on the material. The original patent is D twenty-one nine seventy-two.”

She paused, “Patent D twenty-one nine seventy-two is, in point of fact, owned by, well… me, Juniper Young. The design is in production with Future Power Designs per the contract agreement I signed when I was hired. As documented on page sixty-four of the hiring contract, any designs I own patent for are exclusively for production by Future Power Designs for as long as I work for Future Power Designs or twenty-five years.” Her nose wrinkled, “There is a lot more legalese behind that, but the gist is, he can’t claim a patent on something that is already patented and is the intellectual property of someone else. I’ve held this patent for almost… three years.”

She sat back down, carefully crossing her legs and sliding her hands down the pants, “The folders I have just handed you contain certified copies of the original patent information and application with the US Patent Office, the confirmed patent acceptance and notarization, and the document information that I agreed to when I signed on with Future Power Designs.”

Tanner looked at the documents in the folders, then back up at her. Back and forth, several times, before tossing the folder down on the table, relaxing back in his chair and laughing. “Oh, Zane… This one is rare. You shouldn’t let anything happen to her. She’s going places.”

Zane nodded, “I know. So we’re good?”

Tanner nodded, “I’ll take care of the suit. They won’t want this to go to trial. Do you want royalties for them using your patent, Juniper? Or just a Cease-and-Desist order?”

Her nose wrinkled, “Whatever pleases, Mister Fowler.”

Zane thought about it for a moment, “Are they working on something that will compete with us or using the technology in a different arena?”

“Currently a different arena, however they intend to compete with us in the future,” Juniper offered, and then handed over the second set of folders from her bag. “When I received the email about this meeting last Friday I spent the weekend doing research. They’ve been trying to break into the same market as you for the past two years and have been stalled out at every turn. Their current chief engineer was also one of the professors when I was going for my doctorate, he was removed from the hearing board because it was a conflict of interest.”

Zane thought about that for several long minutes, swiveling in his chair. Finally, he spoke. “I can’t stop them from trying, so we’re just going to have to be better than they are. Fortunately, I’ve got some impressive minds working for me to make that happen.” He turned to Tanner, “Get with HR. Work out whatever royalty you think you can get and then have HR add it to Ms. Young’s salary.”

‘I’ll take care of it, Zane,” he smiled. “It seems, quite obviously, well-earned.”

Zane nodded, then looked at Juniper, “Just out of curiosity, what was the conflict of interest?”

Juniper blushed slightly, her eyes ducking, “Between the three of us?” At his nod, she shrugged, “He tried to collar someone who refused to kneel for him.”

Zane chuckled softly and glanced at Tanner whose eyes widened in surprise, before muttering, “Good girl. Don’t settle. You never know when the right person will come along. Michael could attest to that, as can I.”

“Yes, Sir,” Juniper murmured, “Do you need anything else from me?” She lifted her gaze slightly, giving them a slight smile.

Zane shook his head, “No, Juniper. You can get back to work. We’ll take care of the rest.” He paused, then added, “Good job.”

“Thank you, Sir,” she beamed at him and rose to her feet before slipping out with her bag just as quietly as she had entered.

As the door closed, she heard Zane’s proud voice, “Best hire I’ve made since I took this job over from Bryan.”

To this, Tanner replied, “She’s really amazing,” The door closed and their voices became muffled again.

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~~ Palo Alto, California, August 2066 ~~

Jade was bustling around the house getting everything ready, it was the first munch she had ever hosted and she called Juniper. It didn’t take her long to arrive and start assisting. “Easy Jade. I’ll take over the cooking, you just get everything else ready,” Juniper smiled at her, then drew her into a hug. “Zane loves you, desperately loves you. I’m here, I love you, it’s all going to be just fine.”

“I just don’t want to disappoint him,” Jade sniffed, tucking into Juniper’s chest.

“When was your last menstrual? This isn’t the Jade I know.” Juniper said firmly.

“Um… Oh… Shit…,” Jade blushed. “I’m two months… late.”

“Alright, you wait here, I’ll go get you a test.”

Jade nodded distractedly, staring blankly into space as she put her hand over her stomach, “OK.”

Juniper went to the convenience store and came back about fifteen minutes later, handing the pregnancy test to Jade and guiding her to the bathroom. “You test, then come sit and keep me company. I’ll cook, yeah?” Jade nodded distractedly, and Juniper huffed before heading back to the kitchen. She pulled out her commlink, “Master Zane? What time will you be home?”

“Oh. Hi, Juniper. Probably… next forty-five minutes or so. Why?” he replied.

She paused as a squeal of hope and excitement came from the bathroom, “I was checking, but from the sounds of things you’ll have a surprise when you get home, Master Zane. I’m currently putting together the snacks and meal for tonight’s munch while Jade rests.”

“Is… everything all right?” he asked. “Is she not feeling well?”

“Mostly nervous about tonight and worried that she’s going to disappoint you, Master Zane.” Juniper stated simply, “She was looking a little pale when I arrived, so I felt it better safe than sorry.”

He sighed softly, “Thank you Juniper. She won’t, but I’m still working on convincing her of that…,”

“She loves you more than anything and wants to please you, Master Zane. She’ll come around eventually,” Juniper offered in comfort.

“Thanks, Juniper. I’ll see you in a little bit.”

“See you soon, Master Zane,” Juniper murmured, then hug up the phone and went to check on Jade, “Positive?”

“I’m… pregnant,” Jade squealed in excitement, “Oh… I’m going to have a baby with Master.” She hugged Juniper tightly, “Oh I feel light-headed.”

“Let’s get you to the couch and rest,” Juniper helped her to the couch, then handed her a glass of sparkling cider and a light snack. “I’ve got food under control, you rest.”

Jade nodded and pulled her down for another hug. “I’m so glad you came, Juni. I would have missed you so much!” she sniffled.

“Me too, Jade. Me too.” She hugged Jade again, then released her to go check on dinner. When Zane arrived, she remained in the kitchen to give Jade and Zane some private time while she worked on dinner.

“Master,” Jade breathed, wrapping herself around Zane, “I have news, Master.”

He smiled at her, “What is it, my slave?” He kissed her forehead.

“We’re having a baby, Master,” Jade said with a mix of hope, trepidation, and joy. “Does that please you, Master?”

“Does that please me?” he asked firmly, in a stern voice, turning her to face him fully. Finally, his face broke into a grin. “Nothing could please me more. My slave is having my baby!” he gasped, gathering her into him. “You’re carrying our child, Jade…”

She squealed in excitement and kissed him passionately before snuggling into him tightly. “We’re going to have a baby!”

“Oh, my wonderfully good girl…,” he breathed, squeezing her tightly. “I love you so much.”

“I love you, Master,” she cuddled into him, “Juniper took over cooking so I could rest.” Her nose wrinkled, “It’s not fair. She’s hyper-intelligent and a really good cook.”

“Why is that a problem?” he asked softly.

Jade was silent for a long moment, “Sometimes I get jealous of her,… and worry that I’m not good enough for you, Master.”

“Jade, listen to me,” he said softly. “I love you. I chose you just as you chose me. I married you. I want you. I don’t need anyone else. Anything else. Just you.”

She looked up at him, and then nodded, “Yours, Master.” She snuggled into him tighter, “We’re having a baby, Master!”

“Well,” he chuckled, “You were begging me to breed you…” His hand dropped to her stomach.

“Yes, Master,” she giggled softly.

The doorbell rang and Juniper stepped past them, “I’ll get it, you two have some quiet enjoyment time.” She opened the door, smiling up at the new arrival. “Good Evening.”

Smiling back down at her was Tanner. “Well hello there, Miss Amazing. How are you doing this fine weekend?” he walked in with a bottle of wine.

Her nose wrinkled slightly, “I am well, thank you. Please, call me Juniper, Master Tanner. Miss Amazing is only out at work,” she giggled softly, “Let me take that from you, Master Tanner. Jade and Zane are in the living room at the moment.”

He blinked, glancing toward the living room, then murmured, “You’re on kitchen duty, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Master Tanner.”

He nodded, “I’ll come help. Jade’s got that glowing look. I’m guessing I should leave them alone for a few.”

“As it pleases you to do so, Master Tanner,” she smiled and headed towards the kitchen, carefully putting the wine in the chiller. She moved back towards the stove, working on the meal for the evening.

As he passed the living room, Tanner called in, “Hey you two. I’m going to go in and see if I can help Juniper without screwing up the food too badly.” He continued to the kitchen without waiting for a response.

Jade lifted her head to watch him go, “Hello, Master Tanner,” she murmured but continued snuggled into Zane’s chest.

Juniper smiled at him when he arrived, “I don’t think you could screw up the meal, Master Tanner. I kept it fairly simple,” she murmured. “A nice pot roast with baby potatoes and carrots with fresh bread.”

“I think you vastly underestimate my powers of food-ruining, Juniper. I’m told it’s similar to having a brown thumb in gardening,” he said with an air of self-mocking.

Juniper giggled softly, ducking her head, “Then perhaps simply keeping me company would suit you more, Master Tanner?”

He shrugged, “I am happy to keep you company. I can fill glasses with ice if you wish, or stir something. It’s more… the making of things that tends not to work out so well.”

She smiled up at him, “Glasses would be nice, but I am unsure how many people are expected to arrive. I was not informed when Jade asked me to come and assist.” She shrugged, giving him a sheepish smile, “I didn’t think to ask, I was more concerned with getting her calmed down.”

“She seemed calm enough. I’m guessing you did a fine job,” Tanner remarked. “Somehow I’m not surprised.” He began getting glasses down. “I’ve never seen more than about fifteen people at one of these. A decent proportion of the Masters here are… discerning. Selective. So inviting new people doesn’t happen very often. Most of them have a slave already anyway, so the number includes them too.”

Juniper nodded, her eyes going distant for a moment, “That’s somewhat of a relief, most of the ones I experienced were, more…,” she trailed off with a slight shrug. Focusing on checking on the pot roast, “Will your slave be joining us as well, Master Tanner?”

“I did say… most, yes? I am, probably through every fault of my own, still searching,” he said softly. “For one reason or another, I just haven’t been able to find… her.”

Juniper’s eyes widened briefly, then flickered closed for a moment before she murmured, “I understand, Master Tanner. I doubt it was through any fault of your own. Sometimes it’s just harder to find the right one that fits you.”

He nodded, “What was it Zane said to you? ‘You never know when the right person will come along’? He says that to me too.” Tanner shrugged, “So, I’ve been waiting. The right person is not, however, someone who wants to be with a boring lawyer simply for the paycheck we usually command. That, I have figured out,” he said firmly.

“It would be silly to be unhappy just for monetary gain, Master Tanner,” Juniper murmured, her nose wrinkled. “I wouldn’t want someone who only wants my paycheck. That’s part of the reason I left Minnesota, most of the Masters I met there were…, bedroom Masters.”

He groaned, “That’s another thing. So many people who just want to ‘play’ at this life occasionally. Like a mask they can put on and take off at will. ‘Look at me, I’m kinky too…’,” he sniffed. “I mean, they can do what they want, I guess, but… I can’t turn… me… off.” He finished lining up the glasses on the table and filled a bowl with ice and tongs.

She nodded in agreement, giving him a soft smile over a shoulder, “I know the feeling, Master Tanner.” She turned back to stirring the gravy, “I met someone who claimed she was a slave in Minnesota,” she paused with a soft giggle, “I think she was trying too hard to be a Cali-girl. Every other word out of her mouth was ‘like’ and then she went on about how when she meant business she’d take off her collar to show her Master who was boss.” She shook her head, “I called her a nitwit and said that if she wanted to play like that, hook up with David and get the hell out of my house.”

He chuckled, admiring her feistiness. “Who’s David?” he asked, still chuckling.

“A bedroom Master that was chasing Annabella for a bit then tried to swap to me. He was too much… petite infant. Wanted a mother more than a slave.” She shook her head, “I don’t need someone who feels the need to control every microscopic second of my life. My Master will only need to give a general overview, some basic guidelines, and then just expect it to get done.”

“Well, yes. The more capable the slave, the more blessed the Master that owns her,” he stated as if it were obvious.

She nodded, “So, while they’re canoodling on the couch,” she flicked the switch to turn the heat down to very low on the stove, “What does Master Tanner do for fun?”

“Well… Sometimes I go to munches to visit with friends,” he offered with a chuckle. “Occasionally, I go to the movies or play an occasional game. Jade has kind of taken over the roleplaying game that Zane and I were playing in since she has the most time…”

She nodded, “She’s trying to convince me to come to play, but I don’t want to intrude,” she paused, “It’s been a while since I’ve actually rolled physical dice.”

“You should join us,” he stated. “She’s really very good, and the games are always interesting and well-thought-out.”

She chewed on her lower lip, “Alright, if you’re sure…,” she looked up at him, “I’m probably going to need help building a character.” She blushed slightly, “I haven’t played in a bit over a year. All of my energy was focused on wrapping up getting my doctorate in robotics.”

“Said every doctoral candidate ever…,” he chuckled. “It’s fine. Jade, I, or Zane can help. There’s another couple that you’ll meet tonight that plays as well.”

“Thank you, Master Tanner. It is appreciated.” She smiled up at him, then turned to check the food, “We’ve got about fifteen minutes on everything, what would you like to do?”

“Well, we’re still waiting on people and it’s quiet, tell me about Juniper Young,” he stated.

She bit her lip, moving to one side and leaning back against the counter, “I’m twenty-seven. A long-term slave seeking a Master. I’m the proud holder of two doctorates, one in Computer Engineering, the second and most recent Robotics Engineering. I like movies, but prefer sitting at home to going out, action and comedy over romance. I’m not fond of the ‘make one look like an idiot to make the other look better’ trope that seems to find its way so often into the romances of the silver screen.” She paused, chewing on her lower lip, “I’m fond of hole-in-the-wall restaurants over fancy places. I like rock and roll and heavy metal. I’m not big on country or rap,…” she trailed off. Then with an impish twinkle, “And I think you look very nice in a tux.”

He grinned, “I always did fill out a tux fairly well if I do say so myself. ” He paused, then added, “I’m a fan of many of the same things. I have a home here in Palo Alto, mostly because it’s expected, though. Unfortunately, image is something lawyers are expected to maintain. But that’s as far as it goes. I tend to be a homebody mostly. Zane guilts me into participating in some things like gaming, but mostly, I just sit at home and read or watch a movie.”

“Luckily as I’m not a lawyer, I don’t have an image to maintain,” Juniper giggled, “However, I am familiar with the requirements, my Dad was a lawyer before he retired to spend more time with Mom.” She smiled up at him, “Of course, Jade has also been attempting to guilt me into going out, however, I just distract her with pie and I’m good.”

“Pie is a very powerful negotiation device,” Tanner nodded sagely. “You have much wisdom for one so young.” He placed his hands, palms together, in front of him and bowed, a serious smile on his face, though his eyes were twinkling.

She giggled and stepped closer, turning to whisper in his ear, “Particularly peanut butter, chocolate pie with Reese’s pieces sprinkled on top. It’s a favorite. I made one and brought it tonight, she doesn’t know because I had it covered.”

He blinked and raised an eyebrow, “Peanut butter, chocolate…,” he trailed off. “Oh my. Oh my, my, my…”

She tilted her head curiously, “Annabella also taught me how to make her peanut butter chocolate chip cookies.” She grinned up at him, “It seems to be a theme and Master Michael’s favorite. I take it you enjoy it too, Master Tanner?”

He looked around, and bent whispering to her, “That stuff is like heroin…”

She giggled softly, “I understand, Master Tanner.” She patted his arm gently, then turned, an almost pout on her face as the doorbell rang, “I guess it’s time, and I was enjoying my time with you, Master Tanner.”

“As was I. Perhaps… we could continue it sometime?” he offered.

“I would like that, Master Tanner. Perhaps after this? Jade’s going to want me to stick around and make the character.” She smiled sheepishly up at him, her eyes warm, soft, and inviting.

“I would like that as well. And I’m happy to stick around. I have nothing else going on today,” he murmured.

She beamed up at him, then turned and moved to answer the door, the dress swirling around her calves. She opened the door with a smile, but Tanner noticed it was different from the ones she had been giving him, this one seemed almost distant and didn’t quite meet her eyes. It was a professional smile. “Welcome, please come in, Master Zane and Jade are in the living room.”

The guests arrived, she greeted each one with a professional smile and was the consummate host in place of Jade who was currently still being cuddled and nuzzled by Zane. The meal was a success and she quietly conversed with the people, always proper and polite with each of them. Dessert was devoured just as the meal was, and as they migrated to the living room to converse, Juniper moved to clean up the kitchen. A young woman named Leslie who had a long-term Master moved to assist her. “Jade is pregnant,” Leslie murmured to her with a giggle, “My Master and I are trying, but…,” she trailed off almost sadly.

“It will come when it’s time,” Juniper offered with a sweet smile, and pressed her hand to comfort her, “I hope you find yourself with child soon. I don’t blame you, giving your Master a child is a wonderful thing if that’s what you both want.”

“What about you? Where is your Master?” Leslie asked curiously.

“I don’t have one yet,” Juniper said with a sad smile, “I’m not stressed though, I will find him when it’s time.”

“Oh, that’s such a positive attitude. I know you’ll find him!” she smiled. “So, I haven’t seen you at one of these before. How did you hear about it?”

“I knew Jade in Minnesota and I work for Master Zane,” she smiled at Leslie.

“Oh! You’re the new hire in his company! Well, welcome to Palo Alto! I’m Leslie Gregor. That over there,” she kind of pointed over a couple of heads into a corner, “is my Master and husband Tony. We’ve known Master Zane for years. In fact, we get together every couple of weeks over here to play games with him, well… now both of them. And Master Tanner.”

Juniper laughed softly, “Excellent to meet you,” she leaned in, “Jade and Master Tanner convinced me to join your game as well. Jade and I used to play together in college before I had to focus on my doctorate.”

She blinked and then grinned, “Oh, WONDERFUL! I was hoping we’d find another player. And another slave to boot… There really aren’t enough women who play Dungeons & Dragons, are there, my dear?”

“I’ve known a few, but no, there aren’t.” Juniper giggled with her, “So, what kind of party makeup are we looking at? Master Tanner offered to help me build something later this evening.” Juniper smiled shyly, “I haven’t played this edition yet.”

“Well… I play a cleric, my Master is a fighter. Master Tanner is playing a wizard, but that’s only because his rogue got killed by a flame trap he missed, and Master Zane is playing a barbarian. Jade is running the game. My Master was, but she offered, and we haven’t played together in a really long time.” Leslie blushed. “It’s kind of nice, actually…”

Juniper smiled and bumped shoulders with Leslie lightly, “I feel you, my boyfriend and I played together for a long time and it was nice. He wasn’t… Master material and we discovered we made better friends than companions.” She shrugged, “Getting to spend time with your love is always a wonderful thing.”

Leslie giggled, “So what do you think you’ll want to play?”

Juniper shrugged, tapping her teeth with her tongue, “I’m not sure. When I played before, the dice gods made my call.” She paused, her nose wrinkling slightly, “I’m probably leaning towards a bard or a rogue.”

“Oooh… I haven’t played with a bard in a long time. The last person we had that played one was constantly flirting in- and out-of-character and it made it difficult to actually accomplish anything. We had to ask her to leave…”

Juniper giggled, “The last time I played a bard, she was a sweet naive lute player who recently left a monastery. She had no idea what it meant to flirt and was constantly confused by people’s behavior.” She shrugged, “I wanted to go against the trope,” she leaned in and whispered, “Of course before that, I played a Paladin that flirted with everybody, but only while in character.”

Leslie and Juniper kept taking care of the kitchen, talking and giggling together and discussing what to play. Leslie suggested that she should maybe do a rogue with an entertainer background and go more spy than an assassin. They giggled as they plotted together causing Tony to peer at them suspiciously, then look up at Tanner, “My slave is plotting with young Juniper.”

“It does indeed appear that way, Tony. Though, when was the last time she seemed that excited to meet another slave?” Tanner asked.

At that moment, Juniper and Leslie looked over at Tony and Tanner, then burst into giggling, bubbling laughter. Then meeting each other’s eyes and laughing harder. Jade came over to join them, curious, then started giggling with them when they filled her in. The three women held each other up as they giggled, Juniper gesturing with her hands as they filled Jade in on their plan. “Of course, as the great and mighty DM you can, of course, dismiss it, oh great mistress of the dice gods,” Juniper teased.

“No, oh no, this is perfect, I love it.” Jade laughed, hugging Juniper and Leslie tightly.

The three women continued to chat and giggle for a few more minutes before joining the group again. Juniper found herself sitting and watching, a professional smile on her face as she watched the slaves and their Masters, speaking when spoken to but not really putting herself out there. Tanner could see a faint tinge of sadness in her eyes that was quickly hidden. After a few more hours, the guests congratulated Zane and Jade before trickling out.

After they had left, Tanner rejoined Juniper and asked softly, “Are you OK? You seem… I don’t know… a little sad?”

Juniper blinked for a moment, then gave him a soft smile, “Just, wishing…,” she trailed off with a shrug, “Maybe someday, yeah? Just have to keep positive and moving forward.” She rose to her feet, dusting her dress off, “How are you doing, Master Tanner?”

He looked around, then leaned in, “Honestly? I’m glad it’s quiet again. And that I get to spend more time getting to know you.”

She smiled up at him with a soft, genuine smile, “Me too. Shall we get started while Jade and Master Zane continue making googly eyes at each other,” she giggled softly.

Tanner smiled back, in what he hoped was warmth as well. “That sounds wonderful, Juniper.” He reached out and gently touched her forearm. “Let’s go back to the game room.”

“Lead the way, Master Tanner,” she touched his hand lightly, then followed him back to the game room. “Are you enjoying the wizard? Leslie mentioned you were playing one but didn’t mention race. I prefer to make characters that are compatible with the party.”

“Just a human,” he shrugged. “It’s OK. I blew it with the rogue, so I figured I’d mix it up a little bit and do something different.”

“Makes sense,” she murmured, giving him a shy smile, “Leslie, Jade, and I were discussing doing either a Rogue with an entertainer background or a Bard with a thief background, only more spy than assassin.” Her nose wrinkled slightly, “Leslie is quite excited to have another woman playing. Evidently, she had issues with a previous player?”

He chuckled. “Yeah. The previous player thought role-playing was equivalent to flirting. I get it… bard… but she was flirting with Leslie’s master. All the time. It got… uncomfortable.”

“Yech,” she murmured, “Rule one, no poaching.” She shook her head, “I tend to not flirt anymore. There’s too much potential for miscommunication. I’ve played with too many that thought because my character flirted it meant I was interested in them personally.”

“Well, somehow I doubt you’re the type to go after someone who’s already taken, but I’m the single at the table so you wouldn’t have to worry about that with me…,” he stopped, then blushed a deep red. “I mean… Not that you would want to flirt with me… I…,” he trailed off, blushing a deeper red. “Just shut your mouth, Tanner. Quit embarrassing yourself…” he muttered softly, exasperated at his inability to get his foot out of it.

Juniper tilted her head slightly, her eyes softening and warming slightly, “Ahh, but would you want me to flirt with you?” She stepped closer, resting her hand on his forearm, “You’ve nothing to be embarrassed about.”

He stopped, looking at her hand for a moment, then up to her eyes, his expression confused. “What kind of idiot wouldn’t want someone as amazing and talented as you flirting with them?” he asked softly.

She smiled shyly, almost sadly for a moment, “Most Masters who find my intelligence intimidating,” she shrugged. “And the fact that I’m not willing to dumb myself down to make them feel better. I don’t flaunt it, but I’m not going to pretend to be stupid either.” She gently squeezed his forearm, “While you don’t seem the type to want that, I also don’t want to make things awkward or difficult between us.”

“You shouldn’t have to hide or be ashamed of who you are, Juniper,” he said, continuing in the soft voice.

“Yes, Master Tanner,” she gave him another shy smile, “I promise not to hide who I am around you.”

He nodded and returned to helping her with her character, trying, as she had said, not to make things awkward or difficult between them, while still encouraging her to be who she was. A couple of hours passed, not so much because it took that long to make her character, but because they would periodically chat about different things. Most of them were still gaming-related, but there were snippets of life events there too.

“Now to figure out how to include her in the party,” Juniper murmured after they had finished. She looked up at him, a faint impish smirk playing around her lips, “Jade suggested that she would be a gift to your character from your Order.”

He chuckled, almost nervously, “Well… we’re all firm believers in storytelling. If that’s the story you want your character to tell, go for it. Jade will roll with just about anything,” he shrugged. “She’s really flexible.”

She dropped her gaze to her character sheet, “I just don’t want to make you uncomfortable or regret inviting me to play.” She blushed somewhat, “I know that Jade is trying to matchmake, she’s got that gleam in her eyes. I think she’s hoping that if I’m calling you Master regularly we’ll…,” she trailed off, biting her lip.

Tanner thought about that for a moment, then murmured. “It’s not about what Jade wants. What do you want? You’re a smart, capable woman. Beautiful. And both kind and gentle from what I’ve seen. What do you want for your life? You should only go along with what Jade suggests if that is what you want to do.”

Juniper pondered that for a long silent moment, then looked up at him, “Would you think badly of me if I confessed that I don’t know what I want anymore? I’ve spent my entire life with a plan, an end goal, and now…,” she trailed off, a blush on her cheeks, “I feel happier when I’m around you than I have in years, and I want to get to know you better, but… I’m also scared that I’ll fuck it up because we’re friends and I’m not someone you’d be interested in.”

“You know… for you not being someone I’d be interested in, I’m actually extremely interested in you…” he murmured. “I understand if you don’t want to see where that goes because we’re friends. And I’d never push you to do something you didn’t want to do, but… I won’t lie and tell you that it wouldn’t make me sad at the same time, because what if it’s what we’ve been waiting for?” He stared at the table for a long moment before looking up at her, his expression open and without walls.

She looked into his eyes, studying him for a moment in silence, her eyes warm and hopeful. “I’d like to hug you, Master.”

He swallowed, hoping that this would not be something she did and then decided that she didn’t want. In as calm of a voice as he could muster, he murmured, “I would be happy to hug you, Juniper.” He shifted to face her more fully, then extended his arms and gently guided her into his chest, holding her gently there.

She slid her arms around his waist, then tucked her head into the hollow of his shoulder and neck before melting against him. Her arms tightened slightly and she shifted to press her body against his completely, “Oh…,” she breathed in a soft, wondering tone, “Hello, Master.”

He sighed softly in pleasure at the feel of her against him. “Hello, Juniper. Is this… what you were expecting. It’s not… uncomfortable?” he asked quietly.

“No Master,” she murmured, “It’s wonderful, feels like… home,” she breathed. “Rapidly become very addictive, Master.”

He swallowed again, then asked, tentatively, “And… is that a bad thing?”

“Only if you’re going to take it away, Master.” She tilted her head back, looking up at him, “Then I’d be very sad. I really like this, Master.”

“The only way this… goes away… is if you walk away. And while I might survive such an event, that’s all it would be. Survival,” he murmured.

She shook her head slightly, tucking back into his chest, “Don’t want to. The only way I’ll walk away is if you tell me that you want me gone.” She squeezed slightly tighter, a soft whimper escaping, “Want this, want you, Master.”

“I can’t see the future, but I can’t imagine a situation where I’d say that to someone as amazing as you, either. If this is what you want… then we walk down this road together and see where it goes,” he said softly.

“Yes, Master,” she murmured, her voice filled with soft joy and happiness. Her arms tightened slightly, and one hand slowly began stroking up and down his back with a gentle massage. “I think that I like the idea of my character being a gift to yours.” She looked up at him, her eyes warm and gentle, “Yours, Master.”

Feeling a little daring, he bent his head slightly and brushed his lips across her forehead, then rested his cheek there as he held her. “That sounds so incredible coming from your lips, Juniper…”

“Mmm, good, Master,” Juniper murmured, then lifted her head slightly and brushed her lips across his cheek daringly close to his mouth. “Yours, Master,” she repeated softly, her mouth centimeters from his lips, her hot breath caressing them.

“Yeah?” he asked softly, barely a breath, before brushing his lips over hers. Looking deep into her eyes, he murmured, “You’re offering a lot rather quickly. And I want… but I don’t want you to second guess or feel like you’re being pressured to move faster than you’re comfortable…”

“I understand, Master,” she smiled softly up at him, “I don’t feel like I’m being pressured and I feel comfortable.” Her eyes were warm and soft, “It’s not like we’re going to leap into bed together, or you’ve got a collar to put on my neck right now. I just…,” she trailed off, biting her lip then finished softly, “I want to be yours, I want to move forward with that being the goal. Us, together.” She tilted her head, “Jade and Zane were together within a day, we’ve known each other over four months.”

He nodded, “Then that’s the goal. Us.” He paused, then added, “And for the record, I think my wizard would regard you as the most precious thing he had ever received.”

“Yours, Master,” she stated again, then lifted up and pressed her lips to his gently, licking his lips teasingly as she kissed him.

He groaned softly as she licked his lips, parting them slightly and flicking his tongue out to tease hers before retreating back inside his mouth. His arms tightened around her, almost possessively as his whole body wrapped more around hers, surrounding her with his warmth and strength.

Her tongue chased his back into his mouth with a soft whimper of pleasure and pure need. Her tongue dipped into his mouth to explore and taste him for several minutes before slowly pulling back. Her eyes opened as their lips parted to breathe, “Oh,… Master. Yours, Master.”

“That… was magic,” he breathed. “I’ve never felt anything like that…”

“Neither have I,” she murmured, tucking her head into his shoulder again, “How fast do you want to move, Master?” Her hand moved up and down his back, gently massaging and touching, “If I recall correctly, Jade wanted to play tomorrow afternoon?”

He pondered that for long moments, “I don’t really know the answer to that. I didn’t expect something like this to happen today,” he smiled sheepishly. “I guess… You mentioned we weren’t going to leap into bed, or into a collar. So maybe… I take you out a few times? Somewhere where the focus isn’t on the physical? And then…?” he trailed off, blushing slightly.

“I’d enjoy spending time with you,” she stated, snuggling into him tighter, then tilted her head to look up at him, “I just… I don’t want you to think I only want you for ravishing…,” she blushed, biting her lower lip, “I mean, I do, but I don’t want just that… does that make sense? I want to experience all the things with you.”

He chuckled awkwardly, “I was thinking the same thing. You’re beautiful, Juniper. And I want to rip those clothes off of you and sate myself with your body… but I don’t JUST want that. I want it all. I want your mind, your heart, your soul, as well as your body.”

A soft needy whimper escaped her chest and she shuddered against him. Her eyes closed as she tucked herself into him tighter, her hands clutching tighter at his back, “Not in Jade and Master Zane’s game room,” she murmured to herself trying to regain her control. “What are your plans after this, Master?”

“I… didn’t really have any. Maybe just go home and read. Like usual. Why? Did you have something in mind that you would like?” he asked curiously.

“I don’t want this night to end, and was thinking maybe…,” she bit her lip looking up at him, “We could spend more time together, at your house or mine…,” she trailed off, blushing slightly but holding his gaze with hope.

He smiled softly at her and held her tighter, brushing his lips across her forehead. “Spending time with you when you wish it or need it is my highest priority, Juniper. A Master who does not take care of his property is no true Master.”

“Then I would like to go to your house, Master.” She paused, “Or mine, mine isn’t very big though.” She shrugged and cuddled into him, “Where would you be more comfortable?”

“We’ll go to mine. If the goal is… us… I think I want you to begin to feel like my home is your home too,” he murmured.

“Yes, Master. Yours, Master,” she smiled up at him, and kissed him softly again, “Why don’t we say our goodbyes then?”

“I think that sounds wonderful, Juniper.” He stood with her and they walked out to the living room where Zane and Jade were still on the couch.

Jade looked up, smiling at them, “Welcome back, did you two have fun?”

“Yes, and we’re going to go with your suggestion. I left the character sheet on the table for you to peruse. You said we’re playing at three tomorrow?” Juniper said, still holding Tanner’s hand.

Jade nodded, “Yes, I look forward to having you join us.” She snuggled into Zane, “I guess this is good night then?”

“Yes, it’s good night,” Juniper said, wrinkling her nose at Jade who giggled. “I will be here tomorrow. Thank you for the evening, Master Zane and I look forward to seeing you tomorrow.”

Zane nodded, “I’m excited about it. It will be nice to have a new player…” he looked at her, then at their intertwined hands, and back at her. “…and maybe other things.”

She smiled bashfully at him, “Yes, Master Zane.” She gently squeezed Tanner’s hand again, looking up at him with a warm soft smile.

He returned it then looked at Zane. “See you tomorrow, buddy,” he murmured before leading Juniper out the door. He turned to her. “Commlink?” he asked, holding out his hand.

She fished hers out of her purse and handed it up to him with a shy smile. Her thumb unlocking it as she did so, “Yes Master.”

He entered his contact information into her contact list under ‘Master’ along with his address, then sent himself a text. Handing it back to her, he murmured, “So you don’t get lost.”

“Yes, Master,” she looked at the two vehicles for a long silent moment, then looked up at him, “Would you think badly of me if I confessed that I thought about just leaving my car here and staying at your place and just coming back here with you tomorrow?”

Tanner took her in his arms, looking down at her with a soft, curious expression on his face. “Yeah?” he asked softly. “Not worried something will happen that upsets you and you’ll want to leave?”

“No, Master. I trust you,” she melted against his chest, “Your arms feel like home.”

“Then go back in and see if that’s all right with Jade and Master Zane. If it is, we’ll just take my car.” As she turned to go, he swatted at her ass playfully, a mischievous grin on his face.

She whimpered and shivered, looking over her shoulder at him, “I like those too, Master.” She slipped inside after knocking, “Master Zane, Jade. Is it alright if I leave my car here? I’m going over to Master’s for the night.”

Jade beamed at her, “Of course.”

Juniper smiled and nodded, then went back out, waving good night. She smiled up at Tanner, “Looks like I’m all yours, Master.”

His eyes fluttered and a soft groan escaped his mouth, “God that sounds wonderful…”

She wrapped her arms around him and nuzzled into his neck, kissing it softly, “All yours, Master.” She kissed him again, then licked up his neck before nibbling on his earlobe teasingly. “Anything, everything all yours, Master.”

“You’re being especially tempting, my… beautiful slave,” he murmured. “But if your goal is, as you said, ‘not to jump into bed with me’, you’re not helping…,” he chuckled as he held her tighter. “Although, to be fair, I was already planning on apologizing in advance for anything that happened in my sleep…”

“Yes, Master. I trust you, Master. I won’t hold any sleep actions against you,” she paused, looking up at him impishly, then nuzzled his nose before murmuring in his ear, “I do sleep naked, Master. Is that going to be a problem?” She blushed, biting her lip as she looked into his eyes.

She saw them glaze over as he struggled to maintain his control. “Problem… I… Not a problem…,” he trailed off as he had a difficult time forming coherent thoughts at the image of her nude in his bed.

“So, we take your car home, Master?” Juniper asked, her voice warm and almost teasing as she stroked her hand up and down his back. She rocked her body slightly, rubbing it against him before stepping back slowly, turning towards his car.

The car unlocked as they got near and he opened the door for her, shutting it again before walking around to the driver’s side. He began driving home and smiled to himself. This was happening. He had found someone. Now he just needed to not screw it up. He reached over and put his hand on her leg, stroking softly with his thumb.

She sighed softly in pleasure, putting her hand on his, then stroked up his arm to languidly touch him. She smiled impishly, then flexed her thigh under his hand, pushing it slightly higher, “I shave everywhere, Master.” She paused for a moment, “And I’m only wearing a thong, Master.”

He growled softly, “Such a good little slave…,” he rumbled softly. Then, remembering her statement that everything was his, he slid his hand higher on his own, slowly. His fingers glided over her smooth, silky thighs as he focused fiercely on both driving and feeling what she had to offer him.

She whimpered, spreading her legs for him eagerly, “Yours, Master.” She shifted, moving her body to make it more accessible to his touch, “All yours to have and touch, Master.” Her legs spread and the skirt slid higher, revealing her soft skin and then the white thong that barely covered her lower lips, and was already damp with the signs of her arousal.

He risked a glance down and groaned as he quickly tore his eyes away. “Such a very good girl…,” he murmured. His pinky finger stretched and grazed over the material of her thong, teasing at her lower lips as he did.

She whimpered softly, biting her lip, “Your good girl, Master. Your naughty little slut, Master. Anything you want, everything you need is yours to have, Master.” She arched slightly in offering before relaxing back into her seat.

“God, you mean that, right now, don’t you, baby…,” he murmured in amazement, turning into his subdivision.

“Yes, Master. Yours, Master,” Juniper said softly, her voice filled with offering and promises.

“I hope you know, I’m going to take you at your word, because I don’t have the willpower to refuse that,” he stated. “I hope you won’t think less of me for that. I know we talked about ‘going slow’…”

“No, Master. I won’t think less of you,” she reached down and took his hand, moving it to where it cupped her core and he could feel the heat and desire from it, “Yours, Master, freely offered, eagerly given. All for you.”

He began moving his fingers, pressing firmly into the top of her pussy to apply pressure to her clit. “MINE,” he growled, exercising what felt like inhuman focus to continue driving steadily as he massaged her. “Come for me, my little slave. Sing for your master,” he rumbled.

She moaned in pleasure and need, rocking her hips towards his fingers. Soft panting moans echoed in his car, gasps of greedy want then a soft, sharp scream of pure pleasure was ripped from her chest as she climaxed hard, “MASTER!”

He slowed but continued to touch firmly to remind her of his ownership while he finished the drive and pulled into his driveway. “When we get inside, you will remove your clothing. Unless we have guests or you are doing something that requires some form of barrier protection, you will not wear clothes in our house,” he stated.

“Yes, Master,” Juniper murmured in agreement. Her hips continued to undulate gently towards his fingers in offering.

Tanner slowly took his hand away, “Come, slave. Let me show you what will become your home.” He got out and walked around, opening her door for her and helping her out. Leading her to the door of the house, he unlocked it and helped her inside, then closed the door.

She bit her lip, looking up at him, then watched his eyes as she removed her clothing, first the dress came off over her head and was hung by the door, then she pulled her panties off, kicking off her shoes at the same time. It didn’t take her long to be standing in front of him completely nude, “Your good girl, Master.”

He circled her, trailing his fingertips ever so gently along her skin. “God yes, you are…,” he murmured in a deep, husky voice. “You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen, Juniper…”

She shivered under his touch, holding herself still for his gaze a soft whimper escaping, “Yours, Master.” She turned slowly to face him, then sank to her knees, pressing her head to his thigh, “I wish your collar, Master.”

He thought for a moment. “I have a play collar. Tomorrow, before we go to Zane’s, I will take you to a boutique I know of, and we will purchase you a permanent collar.” He paused, then asked, “How does that sound, my slave?”

“Pleases me, Master, if it pleases you,” she looked up at him from her position, arching her back slightly into a supplicant pose, “Yours, Master. Your good girl.”

“Wait here,” he said, before walking off down the hallway. Moments later he returned to her with a black collar with a buckle. Holding the collar out and open, he murmured, “This is what you want, yes?”

“Yes, Master.” She tilted her head back, then reached up to gather her hair back, baring her neck for him, “Yours, Master. I offer you all that I am.”

He slowly slid the leather collar around her neck and tightened the strap and buckle. “MINE,” he growled.

She whimpered, her eyes soft and warm, welcoming in their offering, “Yours, Master.”

Hooking his finger in the ring on the collar, he pulled firmly up until she was standing. He growled again, “MINE,” before firmly claiming her lips and sliding his tongue into her mouth in an act of claiming.

She whined and melted into him, sucking gently on his tongue. Her hand slid up to cup the back of his head gently massaging in offering. When he pulled back for them to breathe, “Yours, Master. You feel so good, Master.”

“Should feel good. Your Master should feel good to you. It would be a real shame if he didn’t…,” he murmured. “Now, feel free to answer me honestly. Would you… like to watch a movie and cuddle on the couch, or would you like to skip to the more… adult activities?”

She chewed on her lower lip for a moment in thought, looking up at him, “Which would please Master more?” She rubbed her hand down his back, “Yours, Master. Yours to have and claim whenever you wish. Freely offered, eagerly given.” She bit her lip again, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks, “I’ve only had toys for over two years, so I would like to move to adult activities and give you, your property.” She looked up at him, her eyes serious and intent, “But Master’s pleasure and desires come first.”

He growled and hooked his finger in the ring on her collar once more, tugging her toward the hallway. “Bed, slave. I would not make you wait for your Master longer than you would wish.”

“Yes, Master,” she submitted to his pull following him to his bedroom. She whimpered, then crawled onto the bed, “How would Master like his good girl?”

“On your back. Spread open for me,” he murmured firmly.

She sprawled out on her back, and spread her legs wide, she whimpered up at him, her eyes warm and gentle filled with an aching hunger. “Your good girl Master.”

“Look at you… Such a beautiful slave…,” he murmured with a soft smile. “Going to spend the rest of our lives showing you the heights of pleasure…” He stalked toward her, looking for all the world like an animal predator preparing to devour its prey. His fingers flew over the buttons on his shirt, before ripping it off his body and flinging it to the floor away from him.

She whimpered, arching her body slightly in offering, with a whine of need, “Yours, all for you Master.” Her body grew wetter, glistening in eager want of him and his claiming, “Your good girl, your naughty slut, anything, everything you want.”

Tanner crawled between her legs, lowering his head to her pussy and licking her with the flat of his tongue, long and slow. His groan of pleasure was positively pornographic, and his hands came up to spread her legs further, splaying open her pussy lips for his tongue as he began to flick the tip of it at her clit.

A keening, whimper was ripped from her lips at the feel of his tongue, she arched towards his mouth with a breathless sound of pure, wanton need. “Master! Oh, god, Master.” Her hands clenched in the blankets as she trembled in pleasure, her hips undulated slightly towards him before stilling. “Yours, your good girl, Master.”

He began lapping at her juices lazily, taking his time to taste and tease her. As he did, his eyes gazed up across her body and watched her intently. She was so incredibly beautiful, both inside and out, that he could hardly believe she was in his bed, had submitted to him. He went back to flicking at her clit with the tip of his tongue, seeking to pull an orgasm from her.

Panting moans of pleasure and need echoed from her chest shamelessly as she submitted to him and what he was doing to her body. Unable to keep from touching him, her hands dropped to stroke over his head and down his shoulders. Her eyes gazed at him, hunger and need in the gaze along with love, “Please, oh please,” it didn’t take long for her to climax hard from his ministrations, “MASTER!”

He smiled and reached in, slipping one finger inside her and beginning to move it in and out as he continued to flick rapidly at her clit. Moments later, he slid a second finger in. A low growl began in his chest again as he pushed her toward yet another orgasm, this one designed to cause a need to be filled.

Her hands moved to his head, stroking and massaging, gripping it as she shuddered. Her moans grew louder in her need, panting gasps of want. Her hips rocked towards his fingers in eager offering until she arched and climaxed again. Her body eagerly clamped around his fingers as a fresh gush of wetness coated them, “MASTER!” Her scream reverberated in the room, “Please, oh please, Master, please, your good girl.”

He slowed and stopped, looking up at her as he slowly crawled up her body, watching her eyes as he did. “You sing so prettily, my slave…,” he rumbled as he bent and kissed her again.

She eagerly returned his kiss, her hands slid down his back to press and massage. When he released her lips she breathlessly murmured, “Only for you, because of you, Master.” She stated with a soft whimpering whine, “Your good girl, Master.”

“My good girl. My perfect little slave…,” he murmured in reply, looking into her eyes. “How are you feeling, my slave? Still comfortable?”

“Yes, Master,” she said with soft warmth, her hands stroking up and down his back, “Feel wonderful Master, beyond fantastic.” She bit her lip, then murmured, “I love you, Master. Want to spend the rest of my life with you, sharing pleasure with you.”

He smiled and nodded, “That’s good. Because I love you, too.” He brushed his lips across hers again. “Your turn, my slave. It is time to explore your Master. Discover where your devotions will lie for the rest of our lives.”

“Yes, Master,” she stroked her hands down his back again, then she gently pressed to roll him onto his back. “Your good girl, Master.” She gently worked her hands down his chest, followed by her mouth just tenderly kissing and worshiping his body. She reached his pants, then paused, moving down to the foot of the bed and removing his shoes, then socks. Her fingers moved and gently massaged his feet and ankles. She eagerly wanted to show him more than just the sexual pleasure but also the comforting pleasure she would forevermore offer him.

He groaned at her touch, murmuring, “Such a good girl. That feels so good. Love your touch. You should feel free to do that whenever you feel the urge…”

“Yes, Master.” She moved upwards, gently undoing his pants then pulling them and his boxers from his body, dropping them to the side. Her hands gently massaged his legs, first his calves then up to his thighs, sporadically kissing him. Everything she did was to give him love and devotion. She breathed hotly over his cock, looking up at him as she licked it slowly from base to tip.

“Oh… God…,” he groaned. “Such a very good girl.” His eyes wide, he looked down at her in shocked pleasure.

“Your good girl, Master.” She licked him again, “Your naughty little slut, Master.” An impish smirk crossed her lips and she sank him into the tight wet confines of her mouth. She slowly hilted him until he was against the back of her throat and her nose was against his pelvis. Breathing through her nose she watched his face, then winked before swallowing. Her throat constricted around the tip as her tongue flexed along it.

“Fuck…,” he breathed. “MY naughty little slut… Going to use that body so good, baby…” He propped himself up on his elbows, watching her as she made his cock disappear in her mouth. “That feels so fucking good…,” he groaned.

She sucked as she pulled up, slowly bobbing her head up and down on his hardness. She took her time worshiping him, lavishing him with love and devotion. Her hand came up to join her mouth in the strokes. She shifted her weight to rest on her elbows as she deep-throated him once more, swallowing around the tip. Her other hand came up and began teasing and playing with his sack, tenderly fondling the balls inside. The entire time she worshiped and pleasured her eyes remained focused on his face with love and desire.

He let that happen for several minutes, savoring each sensation, and watching her with intense desire. His struggle with keeping his release bottled up built until he finally tugged her back up over him and pulled her to his lips. When he released them, he murmured, “I am going to cum down that pretty little throat soon enough, my slave. But this first time, it belongs somewhere else.”

“Yours, Master,” she rocked against him, rubbing her soft mons against his hardness, “How would Master like to fuck and fill his good girl?”

“I want to see you pleasure yourself on my cock…,” he murmured.

“Yes, Master,” She shifted to straddle him more fully, arching back slightly, then reaching between them. She gazed into his eyes and whimpered, she took his cock and slowly rubbed the tip of it back and forth along her lips coating it with her juices. She pressed it to her entrance, then slowly sank down on it. Inch by inch she took it into her tight wet heat with a low groan of pleasure.

Tanner’s expression tightened as he resisted the urge to grip her hips and drive himself inside of her in a rush. He wanted her to be in control, to submit of her own free will. There would be plenty of time for him to take her in his need later. “God, baby… so fucking tight…,” he muttered.

A groan of pleasure echoed from her chest as she continued down until he was hilted inside her. “So hot… so hard… so deep, Master.” She panted as she shuddered over him, letting her body adjust to his intrusion. Slowly she lifted and lowered on him, soft keening whimpers echoed as she began to ride him. She moved her fingers, first she tugged and played with her nipples, pulling it out then releasing it, the breast jiggling as it dropped back into place. Her other hand dropped, moving between her legs. Her fingers found and began pressing and playing with her clit, stroking and tapping it using her two fingers to spank it until she arched and climaxed around his shaft. She shuddered over him as her body clenched, “MASTER!”