A Taste.......

"Well, well, well... What do we have here?" Jazz asked as she surveyed the scene.

She'd expected to find Dawson and his wife, or rather the woman that posed at his wife when she broke into his house, however, she didn't expect to find another women with them. She certainly didn't expect to find the two women naked, gagged, and bound with their hands behind their backs. Nor did she expect to find John in his boxer-briefs welding a leather flogger. She most certainly didn't expect to be hit with the wall of lust that was now burning into her brain.

Dawson turned and smiled at her, "This is a pleasant surprise! Jazz, I'd like you to meet my partner Eileen, and her friend Kaitlin," he said pointing the flogger at them in turn.

Eileen was a slim woman with a nice figure, and skin the colour of dark honey. Her dark brown eyes held a fierce intelligence. She was most definitely sizing up Jazz, though not yet with any malice. Her shiny, thick, dark brown hair fell over her ample breasts, and down her back, almost to her ass. She had a beautiful swirling tattoo over her left hip that disappeared up her back. Jazz couldn't quite make out what it was, possibly a koi fish, something with water, that much was certain. Jazz had to resist the urge to get a better look right then and there. It made her wonder if Eileen was another water sprite.

Kaitlin was Eileen's opposite in many ways. They were both about the same size physically, but Kaitlin was light where Eileen was dark. She had thick blond hair that was up in a ponytail, bright blue eyes, and pale skin. She also had the largest breasts Jazz had ever seen, that weren't fake. Jazz couldn't stop staring at them. Kaitlin's nipples hardened as Jazz soaked in the sight of her. Her breasts were pushed out by they way she was bound making them seem all the more large and vulnerable. She had wonderful round hips, and a cute little belly. Jazz's eyes were drawn back to her marvellous breasts. Her large pale pink areolae began to crinkle as her nipples swelled. Jazz growled low in her throat. She could feel the heat, the unvented lust, coming off of Kaitlin in blistering waves. And there was nothing she wanted more than to fulfill Kaitlin's fantasy.

Dirty Hot

"What do you like to be called?"

"Daddy."

Yup. That's right.

So hot.

I wish I could use it, but.... I want my heroine to be the one with the Daddy complex.  She didn't *have* a father or a father-figure really, so it's not..... wrong to her.  She grew up wishing she had a "Daddy", big, strong, protector... As she got older, she wanted the same things, only from the man she wanted to fuck.  Realising your daddy image is sexy hot is..... well depending how your bent, it can just be damn convenient.  Getting a man to play daddy for you, that's harder.

Characterization

This late in the day, and I have a new character brewing in my head....  I think he wants to be called Nicholas.  He's a were-tiger that works for the master vamp my heroine is fucking/dating?

I'm trying very hard not to lean on Nathaniel in Antia Blake. ugh. Do not want.  But submissive?  Maybe....

I still haven't found another vamp to get that DP scene I so want.... maybe he will show up while I wander the demon hotel & casino. ha. I just.. I can't do a 'can I introduce you to my friend...we'd like to DP you now' thing. *sigh*  So I'm not sure if that will happen.

I need to think on Nicholas.....blond? I don't have a blond yet.. not a man anyway....  I think Nick wants to be blond and blue eyed.  blue, like the sky, on a clear day...  i just can't see him any other way. with shaggy blond hair that comes over his ears and tickles his neck.

Hrm.. I think I need food before my brain goes any further. =/