TheSeeker
07-03-2010, 11:20 AM
I hate and love this time of my life. I had just transferred ownership of lynn to her new Masters. She had been with me for almost two years and had become perfect at pleasing me, maybe too perfect and that was the problem.
She wished to become a fulltime domestic slave. I didn’t want that but the Dom/Mistress couple I gave her to was looking for exactly that.
Well good luck to her, truth is I was becoming too attached to her. It’s bad business when a Master starts to fall in love with his slave.
So far tonight had been a complete bust. I went to The Dungeon and to intrigue, two bars that cater to the BDSM scene.
Who was I kidding? They had turned into meat markets for amateurs. I also checked out several websites looking for a new potential slave, hah! Same story as the bars, all amateurs.
I had the cab drop me off a block from my apartment at my favorite place to relax. They have open mike for jazz musicians and I know the staff there well. I don’t even have to tell them what I drink. Max the bartender always has three fingers of Knob Creek neat waiting for me when I sit down. I don’t know if the bar has a name. I never saw a sign posted outside but I heard some folks refer to it as the spot.
Open mike was a joke tonight. I don’t know who the fools were that was playing but they weren’t playing jazz. I was finishing my third drink and getting ready to leave when I spotted a little group down at the far end of the bar. I had been concentrating on the music and had missed the sight.
One woman and had four fools surrounding her. She was obviously not enjoying their attention as they bantered like idiots with her. But why was she still sitting there putting up with it? The music wasn’t good enough to be keeping her here and I’m sure she wasn’t enjoying the atmosphere of the crowd of fools.
I studied her for a few minutes. She wore a golden-tan short tight dress that matched her lightly tanned skin perfectly. Dazzling red hair framed her face which I couldn’t see clearly because of the crowd around her but I could see a look of exasperation on her face.
“What the hell” I decided. It was time for me to come to her rescue. Or maybe I had just drunk enough to act like a fool also.
I called Max over and setup a little act with him. He walked over to her and in a panicked voice said “look out James is here and he’s angry.” Then he nodded in my direction. I walked through the crowd of fools surrounding her. Shoving one aside I barked out “what are you doing here and who are these men?”
I turned to each of the faces watching my act and displayed my best “you better run” look. I stand six foot two tall and weigh two hundred and twenty pounds of muscle. Staring them down they all took the hint and left.
I sat down next to the redhead and with a smile said “I hope you don’t mind that I scared your admirers away. They seemed to be annoying you.”
Her face looked stunned at first but when it dawned on her the act Max and I had put on she started laughing.
“My name is James” I said and winked at her. I sat there soaking in her beauty. Perfect figure, great legs and that red hair of hers… wow!
She finally stopped laughing and looked at me with a smile and started to speak…
She wished to become a fulltime domestic slave. I didn’t want that but the Dom/Mistress couple I gave her to was looking for exactly that.
Well good luck to her, truth is I was becoming too attached to her. It’s bad business when a Master starts to fall in love with his slave.
So far tonight had been a complete bust. I went to The Dungeon and to intrigue, two bars that cater to the BDSM scene.
Who was I kidding? They had turned into meat markets for amateurs. I also checked out several websites looking for a new potential slave, hah! Same story as the bars, all amateurs.
I had the cab drop me off a block from my apartment at my favorite place to relax. They have open mike for jazz musicians and I know the staff there well. I don’t even have to tell them what I drink. Max the bartender always has three fingers of Knob Creek neat waiting for me when I sit down. I don’t know if the bar has a name. I never saw a sign posted outside but I heard some folks refer to it as the spot.
Open mike was a joke tonight. I don’t know who the fools were that was playing but they weren’t playing jazz. I was finishing my third drink and getting ready to leave when I spotted a little group down at the far end of the bar. I had been concentrating on the music and had missed the sight.
One woman and had four fools surrounding her. She was obviously not enjoying their attention as they bantered like idiots with her. But why was she still sitting there putting up with it? The music wasn’t good enough to be keeping her here and I’m sure she wasn’t enjoying the atmosphere of the crowd of fools.
I studied her for a few minutes. She wore a golden-tan short tight dress that matched her lightly tanned skin perfectly. Dazzling red hair framed her face which I couldn’t see clearly because of the crowd around her but I could see a look of exasperation on her face.
“What the hell” I decided. It was time for me to come to her rescue. Or maybe I had just drunk enough to act like a fool also.
I called Max over and setup a little act with him. He walked over to her and in a panicked voice said “look out James is here and he’s angry.” Then he nodded in my direction. I walked through the crowd of fools surrounding her. Shoving one aside I barked out “what are you doing here and who are these men?”
I turned to each of the faces watching my act and displayed my best “you better run” look. I stand six foot two tall and weigh two hundred and twenty pounds of muscle. Staring them down they all took the hint and left.
I sat down next to the redhead and with a smile said “I hope you don’t mind that I scared your admirers away. They seemed to be annoying you.”
Her face looked stunned at first but when it dawned on her the act Max and I had put on she started laughing.
“My name is James” I said and winked at her. I sat there soaking in her beauty. Perfect figure, great legs and that red hair of hers… wow!
She finally stopped laughing and looked at me with a smile and started to speak…