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Master and submissive

The crystalline blue lake sparkles in the early autumn sun. The surface of the water is so still that the reflections of the pine trees around it are nearly mirror prefect. A house nestles on the side of the mountain overlooking this quintessential picture of serenity. A wide veranda winds around the house that juts out from the craggy slope — it is mindful of a magnificent ship sailing straight out of the rock. Mari and Rose lounge on the veranda, sipping iced tea. Their glasses and the pitchers they drink from are color coded....

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Mistress and Slave

“You, Serf! Obey your Queen when she speaks to you!” Said the Queen, clad in the richest red silk and black leathers, arranged in a very prestigious dress, intimidating and beautiful in one stroke. She bore an imperial presence, she had a voice which when heard was to be obeyed immediately, those who suffered her whims later spoke that it felt as if you were compelled to do so, magically almost. She kicked at a young man in what might have been, black polished armor ringed in silver and sapphire, far too fancy to be...

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