0 comments/ 22194 views/ 0 favorites Loves Chances Section 01 By: midnightj Dina moved through the crowd carefully, watching, with her dark green eyes, the scene that was being played out. She had always loved this lifestyle and being back into it was just what she needed to keep the plans she had been working on hidden, especially from those who where around her the most. They needed to be kept from knowing the truth that she was dying inside. Normally she wouldn't dress as she had, being slender though not to thin, with dark red hair that curved down toward her waist. Dina's slender frame was held snug by the silver silken spaghetti string dress that only came to mid-thigh. She normally was known to be on the giving end, not the receiving, though there had been a few times in which she craved the pain and release. Even those within the lifestyle did not understand her, so she felt. Knowing both sides of the whip, though craving the control rather then letting that much go, she never considered herself a switch, because she didn't feel she could let that side of her trust so much in one person. Especially not now, not after what had happened. Add in the fact that every other time she was let go with the same statement, 'it wasn't her calling. It wasn't truly in her heart, to give all of herself." Finding a spot in the back of the room where there was just enough light to see if someone was there or not, Dina had found a place to sit on the floor. Dina felt this was a good spot to hide away from the crowd and still have a good view of the scene. She tucked her legs to the side and under her as she leaned back against the wall. As she watched, a Mistress brought her submissive girl up to the cross at the front of the room. The woman took the girl's wrists, placing a pair of padded cuffs around them before binding them to the cross. Then she did the same to the girl's ankles and bonded them to the base of the cross. The woman started out with a fleece-lined glove, running slowly over the naked flesh of her submissive. She would move in time with the music that had been chosen. Switching from the glove to a rope flogger, going to a heavier flogger, as the music would change. Building faster and harder with each stroke and change of flogger. The girl's moans filled the room and Dina's ears. Between the music and the scene that was taking place, Dina had became so engrossed into what was happening she lost track of the others around the room. She hadn't been aware that from the time she sat back in the corner she had been watched carefully. Dina was loosing herself, as she knew what she craved though dared not to indulge in it. She was living the scene that was taking place and forgot where she actually was. It wasn't until she felt the soft touch of fingers slide along her long hair did she snap from the scene, only to notice that someone had come and sat by her. A soft gasp was given as those dark green eyes slowly ran up the woman's slender frame that was dressed in black leather pants and matching corset. She had lowered her eyes before meeting the woman's, not because it was the thing to do; rather it was to keep things hidden. Dina couldn't help but keep her eyes on the woman's five-inch stiletto leather boots. It had completed the sexy attire that adorned the woman sitting beside her. A soft seductive voice echo's out just close to Dina's ear that she could hear. The woman that had sat in the chair next to her whispered, "Enjoying the scene? Such a pretty little thing like you should not be alone. She should also be enjoyed by a strong, loving Mistress. I am Ms. Leslie, and you are...?" Dina swallowed a little as she had allowed her eyes to follow the woman's frame once again, before looking toward the scene that was slowing down. She had thought she could go the night unnoticed. Perhaps though, if she played the part of a submissive that was not interested and still be respectful, the woman would loose interest. "Adina, Ma'am. Though everyone calls me Dina for short." The woman seated beside Dina smiled. As Leslie ran her fingers through Dina's hair she spoke low. "I like that name, its very fitting of such a pretty little girl. So Dina, what brings you to the play party and alone? I would tend to think that someone of your beauty would never be alone, nor should she be left alone." The two had talked back and forth for a while as the scenes would change, then change again. Soon the night was dying down and Leslie asked if they could meet up tomorrow and talk some more. With a tentative nod they exchanged where they could meet up and have some coffee the next afternoon. Leslie had offered a hand to help Dina up from the floor and then followed her to the door, wrapping Dina's coat around her shoulders before placing her own on. Then Leslie followed Dina to her truck and, before the door was opened, she had turned Dina around, pressing her close to the side of the truck. Breathing a little heavy, Dina raised her eyes to look up slightly at Leslie's blue eyes. There was a slight grin on Leslie's lips as she leaned in and softly kissed Dina. Melting into the kiss and closer to Leslie, Dina's eyes had closed. She had longed for this feeling though she also knew that she had let in too much as Leslie would have been able to see some of the things that she was keeping hidden. A low moan had formed as Leslie's hands slid into Dina's coat and massaged her curvy frame. Then a faint whimper had passed Dina's swollen red lips as Leslie withdrew her hands from within Dina's coat and withdrew from the kiss, whispering something about seeing Dina tomorrow afternoon. With ease, Leslie lifted Dina into her truck and closed the door before walking off to her own car. That night Dina couldn't think of much else besides that kiss. It had left a pang of desire deep within the pit of her stomach. As she looked down at the plans she sighed a little, so much to do and so little time left. At the end of the month the plans would be finished and everything would take place. In a few days she would start the beginning of the end, though for now she would go along and meet this woman and make the last few days within someone's company. As the time passed and she was to meet Leslie she went through the normal what to wear thing, though Dina wasn't like any normal girl. She was more of the tomboy. Always, in the end, she would settle for a pair of jeans and some sort of shirt. During the whole drive she thought of the night before and Leslie's lips upon her own. With a shiver she pulled into a parking spot and slid from the cab of the truck. She had figured she could get there a little early and have some time to settle down before Leslie arrived. Though as she turned around to grab her wallet and cell phone, Dina felt something brush her ass. Gasping a little, she figured it was some guy making a pass at her. Her hand rose, ready to slap the guy as she spun around. Though the other caught her hand woman's as those dark green eyes looked slightly up into the piercing blue eyes of Leslie's. Dina felt her blood heating, her body relaxing slightly as a nervous smile touched her pinkish lips "I ... I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else trying to make a pass at me." Leslie was reading Dina's eyes and soul with her own eyes, though a smile appeared on her red lips as she spoke. "Well, I was. Let's go inside, shall we." Nothing Leslie said was made as a question, rather just a statement. With a nod Dina locked the door and closed it before following behind Leslie as they went into the coffee shop. Dina felt the bit of warmth running in her cheeks at the words spoken by Leslie about another woman making a pass at her. She didn't think she was that special to have someone make a fuss over her looks, or anything else for that matter. Then again, it was told to her her whole life. Sitting across from Leslie, Dina kept her eyes slightly lowered, although she couldn't help but look over the slender blonde frame seated with her. She didn't make a fuss as Leslie ordered for the both of them; though it was something that normally she wouldn't allow anyone to do for her. The slight blush had remained as she felt Leslie's foot rubbing against her calf as the waitress took down the order. Once the waitress was out of view the attentions quickly went back to Dina. Talking through out the whole time at the shop, they had shared coffee and a crumb cake that seemed to melt in their mouths. Dina didn't notice this at all as she could not keep her attentions off what Leslie was talking about and doing to her leg. As they sipped the last of their coffee and set down the money to pay the bill along with a tip, Leslie moved to stand, reaching out her hand to help Dina out of the booth. A light smile played on her lips as she took Leslie's hand and stood. Leslie leaned in and purred a soft whisper in her ear as they walked out the door. "Come for a walk with me, my sweets. Lets talk some more. I want to learn more about you." Dark green eyes widened slightly at the thought of letting anyone too close. A slight tremble ran along her spine. Either Leslie didn't notice or did not care. Leslie's arm slipped around Dina's slender waist and led the way down the old railroad path. Oddly enough, Dina leaned into the hold and sighed softly. She was getting tired, though, of keeping up the appearance to make sure no one else knew what was really going on. As they walked and talked, everything was kept on the light side. Leslie asked about what Dina had liked and disliked, what sort of training Dina had had. She admitted to Leslie that she was a switch, normally going as a Mistress. That was when Leslie turned to Dina and pressed her up against the nearest tree and whispered in a husky voice. "Then why did you come to the party as a submissive? What are you hiding from Dina? What is it that I see so clearly in your eyes?" Dina had let out a soft gasp as she felt the closeness of Leslie's body against her own. Breathing a little harder as her mind clouded slightly, and then at the mention of what was being seen in her eyes, she looked away. "Damn, damn!" she thought to herself. She knew better to let someone read her eyes. Slightly she shook her head, trying to think of something to say, although so much pain was building that it stung in her eyes. "Dina, answer me. Why did you come like that. Why is it I see that you are hiding something? What are you hiding from Adina? Tell me. Trust me!" Dina couldn't help it. She swung her hand and broke free from Leslie's hold and started walking back to where they came from. "I can't do this. Please don't." Leslie closed in behind Dina and wrapped her arms around the girl's arms and waist. Pulling her back off her feet as Leslie moved off of the path. Dina was kicking and letting out pleading cries only to find her back against a rock wall and was pressed close once again. Her lips inches from Dina's as she kept a soft, whispered tone. "What can't you do, Adina? You know what you want, and I know your wants. Why do you fight it?" The tears burned as they slowly slid down Dina's cheeks. Melting closer to Leslie's slightly larger frame her body trembling as she admitted it in a soft sob. "Its hard, I.. I can't trust. I.. don't want to get to close. It's all I've wanted but can't have." Leslie slipped a finger under Dina's chin and lifted it slightly. As blue eyes looked deep into dark green eyes, Leslie could see the pain and hurt. Lightly her thumb went up to brush at the tear line. There was that softness in Leslie that Dina had read right away. "Adina, I want you to become mine. I will not take no for an answer." With that Leslie reached up and unlocked a silver necklace from around her own neck then slipped it around Dina's and latched it, whispering that this would do until she found a fitting collar that matched Dina. Dina wanted to run, wanted to hide although she had a feeling if she did, Leslie would just find her. Even as the necklace was placed, her mind would race, thinking of the plans that were to take place within the next few days with the end results coming at the end of the month. This collar would mean they would have to be put on hold, at least until she was hurt and left alone again. Once again Leslie arm slipped around Dina's waist and lead her back toward the cars, speaking low of what she expected and wanted of Dina. Oddly enough Dina's body relaxed a little more into Leslie's hold, listening closely to Leslie and nodding softly to make sure that she understood what was being said. At her truck Leslie opened the door for Dina, although didn't let her get into it right away. Leslie's hand moved up to cup Dina's cheek as she whispered softly, "Always remember you are my baby girl. I am here for you and you can trust me Adina." That night Dina couldn't think much of anything but of Leslie's words. How could she trust this woman? Her green eyes looked down at the papers with the plans, the will that she had drawn up with all but her signature and being notarized. A slight frown had touched her lips as she took the papers and placed them in her files. This was not going to be easy but she would try her best to see this out and what comes of it. She didn't sleep much either, sitting up on the couch the TV on. As she lightly played with the necklace that had been given to her, Dina glanced at the clock now and again; she was supposed to meet up with Leslie after work the next day. For some reason this made her very uneasy. With a sigh she curled into the couch and tried to get a few hours sleep before the long day would begin. As the day wore on Dina couldn't help but keep watching the clock, especially as the end of the day came near. Even the drive to where she was to meet up with Leslie seemed longer then normal. Pulling into the driveway she took in a breath. Instead of some place that was public she was meeting Leslie at her little cottage. Though the place was very beautiful, even with the snow that was on the ground. The tall pine trees that surrounded the property secluded the cottage even though it was out in the middle of nowhere. Dina sat in the truck a few moments trying to calm herself. Perhaps it was too long because soon Leslie came out of the cottage and walked down the path. Grabbing her bag for the weekend, she slipped from the truck only to be pressed in against Leslie's frame, close enough that Dina could smell the sweet scent of shampoo and soap. Without a word Leslie took Dina's bag and leaned in, pressing a soft kiss on her lips before turning and walking back to the cottage. Not looking back to make sure Dina followed. The kiss had left Dina trembling slightly; the fear that was swelling inside was starting to bubble. Slowly she followed Leslie into the cottage, taking slow breaths to try and calm down. She knew this weekend was going to change her, although she had to wonder if it would be for the better. Or would this only break her more then what she was. Only time would actually tell which it would be. Dina knew deep down though that this was perhaps the last chance she would give into love and being loved. Inside the cottage Dina quickly picked out the soft scents of lavender and vanilla. It was warm and inviting, everything seeming to have its own place and fit well into the comfortable decor. The fireplace kept the cottage cozy but not to hot. Off to the right side was the eat-in kitchen. On each side of the fireplace was a door leading into a bedroom with its own bath. It was smaller than Dina's parent's place. The biggest factor was there wasn't as many people. The little cottage just seemed perfect for Leslie. Leslie came out of one of the bedrooms and smiled as she stepped behind Dina, shutting the door. With the click of the door closed Dina suddenly felt closed in. Her tremble came back, Leslie had to have felt it as she took Dina's hand and lead her toward the fireplace. Then she settled down in a plush chair and pulled Dina into her lap whispering soft words of encouragement to relax. Slowly Dina's body would relax and her heavy lids would slip closed. Enjoying the feeling of warmth that was growing inside. She didn't know how long she had stayed as she was or when Leslie had moved. Though the next thing she knew was a soft silk material was being slipped over her eyes. With a gasp her hands went up to feel the blindfold. Dina's body becoming rigid once again as the fear set in. Leslie's hand went up to grasp around Dina's slender wrists. As she whispered soft words into Dina's ear to relax and trust her. Breathing a bit harder, Dina's whole body would tremble as she listened. Though her mind raced with thoughts, she could not stop the reaction. Leslie had lifted her upwards into a stand; she could feel the slightly taller woman behind her. Holding her frame close as that soft voice hummed in her ear. Though she tried the tears would come, sliding down her cheeks, burning like fire. Leslie tried all she could to calm Dina down, though frustration did soon sink in. Dina had been hurt badly, so badly it had done so much damage. Taking a chance Leslie pushed Dina hard against the wall. Pressing close as lips searched harsh, but loving against Dina's. Through tears and fears the ping set in the base of her stomach. Kissing Leslie back, a little and calming down slowly. Hands would wonder along Dina's sides, as Leslie kept her frame against Dina's being sure that Dina knew she couldn't go anywhere and hide. Once Dina had calmed down the kiss was slowly broke from the tongue twisting sensual dance. Leaving Dina breathing heavily and whimpering slightly wanting more. Leslie's hands slid up grasping the end of Dina's shirt and pulling it up over Dina's head, setting it off to the side. The blindfold still on all Dina could do is listen and give, reluctant as it might have been. She could feel Leslie's hands cupping her breast over the fabric, then lean Dina forward. As the hooks of her bra was loosened and removed from her body. Dina trembled slightly feeling the cool air and not sure about what was going on. This was happening all to quick, her mind racing with thoughts. Leslie perhaps picked up on what was going on and pressed closer, sending Dina's back to rest once more on the wall. She could feel Leslie's lips just barely touching her ear. As she spoke Leslie's hands caressed over Dina's breasts. "Now my pet, who do these breasts belong to?" Leslie spoke low against Dina's ear. Dina could feel the Leslie's hot breath as it passed over the sensitive skin, causing a new sensation. Along with the soft touches it was fogging her mind slightly. Though she had been well trained she knew what was expected. Dina had heard of such a claim, though never saw or experienced it. She licked her lips to moisten them before answer. "Yours, Ma'am." The scene would continue with questions asked of who did parts belong to and then answered correctly, if not Leslie would take her hand and pop it hard with one quick motion. Leslie's hands roaming over Dina's body as she was slowly undressed. Moving from her breasts, to nipples, down to Dina's stomach. Moving down again she began to strip of her pants and thong. Leaving Dina bare and vulnerable to Leslie. Leslie slid her hand over Dina's ass cupping the soft roundness before giving a firm slap to the bottom and asking whom it belonged to. Then to her hips and to her clit giving the hard bud a smack before asking. She would begin to rub and tease the warming spot. Always asking whom it belonged too and waiting the answer before moving on. Dina could feel one of Leslie's feet move between her own legs and tap at the sides of her feet. A slight tremble ran through her tiny frame as she complied and opened her legs for the woman. Though she knew what was to happen next it still took her by surprise, as Leslie's fingers slid down over Dina's sex. Her lips still barely touching Dina's ear as she whispered again. "Who's pussy is this my pet?" Loves Chances Section 01 Dina's head was clouded as it was with thoughts of lust and want, even as Leslie's fingers rubbed and caressed the moist spot between Dina's legs. Thinking had become very hard and answering even harder. She had not wanted to give in, though her body needed it. As he hips moved slightly more toward Leslie's playing, a deep low moan catching in the base of her throat before she answered back. "Your...yours Mistress." It's what Leslie had been waiting for, though she kept playing with Dina's moist spot. Whispering soft words in Dina's ear that she could not remember. She was fading more and more into Leslie's touches and into Leslie herself. It was to late for those warning bells to ring and send her hurling into the dark corners of her mind. Leslie had used this time to find out some things in what Dina wanted. The biggest thing that had parted Dina's lips was the want to be loved and protected. That had not been the biggest shock to the slightly larger woman, though the fact that Dina's main want was to be able to trust someone with her heart, mind and soul again, to be able to feel safe with someone again. This only increased the notion that Dina had been hurt and hurt badly. Though it was up to Dina to come out and tell Leslie herself and not in this state of mind when all was weak. Leslie had kept rubbing and playing with Dina's sex the whole time. Though she pressed harder and slid two fingers into the warm silk folds. Feeling the tightness she moaned into Dina's ear whispering still. As fingers worked fast and hard into the warm silkily folds. "Cum for me, my pet." It had not taken much more of that before Dina released with a loud moan, her body pressing hard against Leslie's for wave after wave of pleasure. It had been so long since anyone had touched her like the way Leslie was. Though it wouldn't last as the clouds crashed in against her mind and all she felt was warmth. Dina had not known how long she had been sleeping, though as she started to stir she felt the warmth of being curled next to someone. Then the hushed voice echoes low within her ear, quickly she knew who it was. Slowly those dark green eyes would open to find her body curled up within Leslie's lap. As Leslie's blue eyes looked tenderly down at her, Dina seemed lost within the moment. It had only lasted but a moment as the fear of reality set in and she quickly moved from Leslie's lap. Leslie didn't let Dina get to far before she countered and caught a hold of Dina's wrists. Speaking in a soft low tone. "I know you don't want to trust this or me, Adina. You need to talk about what happened. I am here for you and not letting you go. I am not going to order you to tell me Dina, but it's the only way to get out from that hole you have dug for yourself." Even as Leslie spoke Dina couldn't help but shake her head, the fear bubbling up from years and years of abuse. Dina tugged her wrists trying to get away, the fear and anger echoed in her voice. "I can't, why should I. You'll do what all the rest have! There is no point then!" Leslie kept a hold on Dina's wrists, though blinked at the woman's words. Dina could see the ping of pain and sadness etched in Leslie's eyes. Then silently Leslie let go of Dina's wrist and moved back to her chair to sit and watch the slender naked frame by the fireplace. It was clear to Dina that Leslie was thinking just by the expression, though it was also a silent calm that was eerie to Dina's heart and mind. Dina realized then that she was falling for Leslie, causing her eyes to lower as she thought herself. She wanted to go to Leslie, she also wanted to run and hide. The choice was that of her favorite poem she had read many years ago and that had inspired her to write one of her own. Though she never honestly thought she would be here at the Cross Roads. Silently she recited the poem she had wrote in her mind: "Standing at the cross roads. Do I take the easy way, Do I take the hard way. My heart took a dive My soul did too. To the emptiness so true. Standing at the cross roads To my right So plain and bland. To my left The path so rough Do I trust. What do I do. Standing at the cross roads The emptiness so deep. Do I care. Why do I bother Standing at the cross roads. Do I come. Do I go. What do I know. Should I care to know The question to the right. The answers to the left. Why should I bother. No one cared Or all to scared. To know the truth I must go. It's the only way to know." It was that last phrase that hit the hardest. "To know the truth, I must go. Its the only way to know." The only way to know was to trust Leslie, though in trusting she was opening herself up once more for the pain she had become use too. Dina stood there a long few moments debating on what she should do. Though she didn't miss the fact that Leslie was still watching her in her own silence. She wondered what Leslie was watching for, or what did she want Dina to do? Make a choice, whispered her own inner voice. Leslie was letting Dina make the choice that was so easy, though so difficult. Slowly Dina took those few steps closer to Leslie. Her eyes lowering even more, even though she made the choice to go forward it could not stop the constant small tremble that ran down her slender frame. As she came within arms length of Leslie, Dina looked at her slightly. Leslie snapped her fingers and motioned to the spot next to her foot. Without question Dina lowered to kneel to the spot that was motioned too. Dina's head lowered as she felt Leslie's fingers move in along her hair. Then twist and pull lightly at the base of the scalp. Releasing only to repeat the whole action again. Leslie's voice echoes low within Dina's ears. "Let go of it Adina, I am here and not going anywhere. Trust in me, in your heart. Welcome me into what you really wish." Dina's heart raced as she felt the blood pumping through her body. Knowing well of what Leslie was really asking. Dina would take a slow shaky breath before starting. Slowly one by one Dina would share with Leslie of the mental and emotional abuse that had happened while growing up. How when she was married of what her husband had used to abuse her, emotionally, mentally and though he did not consider it physical, of the nightly rape. Dina's husband had done the most damage in breaking her. Though she explained about the other relationships that didn't help either. There was perhaps one of a small handful that had not harmed Dina in one-way or another, though mostly being physically abusive or verbally. To everyone else she was never good enough, never pretty enough, never thin enough, and the list would go on. By the time Dina had explained all that happened, even of the plans she had made just before she had met Leslie, Dina was in tears. Leslie leaned down and picked up the smaller woman and wrapped her arms around her. Trying to comfort her as best she could, as she would lightly brushing her lips against Dina's temple and whispering soft words. "I'm not like them Adina. I'm not letting you go." For a while Dina kept curled within Leslie's arms, allowing the tears that had been wanting to shed for so many years to fall. It wasn't the fact that Leslie was there, or that Dina had let Leslie in on most of her dark secrets. More it was the fact that Dina did believe that Leslie would not let her go. That if Dina did try to run and hide, Leslie would seek her out until she found her. Somehow this fact seemed to have brought a calm deep within Dina that she had not felt in a long time. She still would question trusting and letting go so much, though she knew that no matter what Leslie would be there and who not judge her for who she was. The rest of the weekend Dina and Leslie got to know each other and the boundaries of their relationship. Both women where not looking forward to the workweek that was coming, it meant that Dina had to go home and back to her job. Though as Leslie and Dina sat down to a romantic Sunday night dinner in front of the fireplace. Leslie curled Dina into her arms, as she would feed her the fruit and other finger foods. As the workweek started Dina walked into work quietly. Being away from Leslie had made her not keep focus of the tasks ahead. Many times she would make little mistakes and miss them until later on she realized that it wasn't going right because of something she had not done correctly before hand. Many of her co-workers saw it too and started to wonder, even if they would not say a word they knew something was different. Was it possible that Adina was falling in love again? The thoughts would race through Dina's head that whole week that seemed to drag on. She just couldn't wait until the weekend, until she could be back with Leslie again. The only thing that would weigh more is the fear of being so close to someone again. Letting that part of her heart soar with open wings. She was so nervous yet so glad to see the end of the week come. The only thing though was in Dina's nervousness she let a few things slip, such as not eating or sleeping much. Though Dina through out school was an athlete, she was not over weight, but she was also not slender. Her build was more muscle and she never looked her weight, many however would not pick out the fact that she bounced between anorexia and bulimia. Though worry and nerves was setting her on the grounds very close to the anorexic line. Pulling into the driveway she turned off the truck and leaped out turning only to grab her bag. As she had turned hands where wrapped around her waist as Dina was pulled back and pressed hard against the side of the truck. Her lips being parted by a forceful tongue, she melted into the warmth and power. Dina knew whom exactly it was as Leslie's hands would roam over her frame. As normal Leslie left Dina wanting more as she had pulled away to whisper in her ear. "You have lost a few pounds pet, why." As Leslie took the bag and shut the door they walked into the house Dina told her of the week and what had gone on. Walking into the house Leslie tossed Dina's bag and turned around to face the girl. Fingers sliding into the back of Dina's hair and curling tightly, as Dina was brought down to her knee's before the woman. Leslie pulled out a leather collar from her pocket then slowly slipped it around Dina's neck and latched it. Leaning down she would whisper into Dina's ear. "Now, you will have no worries my little love. I will protect and take care of you." Leslie lead Dina back into the bedroom, closing the door with a soft click as it shut. Dina woke up in a cold sweat, sitting up her hand moved to her heart feeling that ping deep within it. Dark green eyes traveled to the red numbers on the clock, 6:15 AM, figures she wakes up before the alarm goes off all the time. Though tonight was not a good night, she perhaps slept about two hours. Shaking her head she clicked off the alarm and slides off the side of the bed. Bare feet touching the cold floor caused a slight flinch, though Dina pushed it aside and moved off into the bathroom. Running the hot water for a few moments before turning on the shower head, she looked at herself in the mirror, today would surely be one that required makeup. As steam rolled up along the bathroom wall she stepped into the shower. Moving into the kitchen she finished drying off her hair and glanced at the clock, 6:45, the hot water had just felt way to good this morning. Taking out her cup she pours out some coffee and moves to the front door, stepping out to grab the daily paper. As she takes a sip of her coffee Dina settles in the chair and looks over the news. By the time she got through the paper the clock read 7:20, tossing the paper onto the table she finished off her coffee and went to get her keys. The picture of Leslie caught her eye as she had turned around to walk out. Lightly her fingers ran across the glass as she thought silently. The clock chiming 7:30 knocked her out of her day dreaming. Shaking her head Dina rushed out of the cottage locking the door behind her. Her mind wondered as she drove to work, though much was a blur these days. Though work had become a good distraction, even as she sat at her desk and typed on a computer screen. At lunch time a voice slipped into Dina's ear, it was soft and warm. "How about after work we grab a bite to eat, it will be good for you." A slight smile touched her lips, Melissa was always trying to take her out and cheer her up. Lightly Dina shakes her head, turning to look up at the slender woman. Melissa and Dina had grown up together, gone to college and did just about everything together. "No Lissa, I've got a few things I have to do tonight." It was a lie and both knew it though neither would say anything about it. Melissa nodded and touched Dina's shoulder before moving off back to her own desk. The drive home was just as the drive to work had been, quiet. Though as she pulled in the driveway at the cottage she shut off the engine and looked at it awhile before slipping out of the truck. Her heels clicked softly on the stone as she walked to the door and opened it. The cottage was dark, seemingly cold. With a soft sigh Dina flipped on a light and went about to making herself some dinner. She turned on some music to kill the silence, though as she sat down to eat she was suddenly not hungry anymore. Pushing the plate aside, she figured she would eat some later and downed the wine she had poured to go with the pasta dish. Silently she moves through the cottage and into the bedroom as she undresses. Tossing her clothes into the laundry basket before slipping into the bed. She pulled up the sheets and blankets, rolled over and closed her eyes. Tomorrow was another day. Loves Chances Section 02 A few months past before Leslie asked Dina to move in with her. It had taken Dina by surprise, though she was over joy. It had become almost as if Dina lived there anyways, the hour and a half drive did take a lot out of her. Dina didn't mind, any time spent with Leslie was great no matter the cost. Leslie used the fact that by the time Dina got home in the evening she was tired to her full advantage. Dina had her normal daily chores to do, though Leslie did take in consideration of the hours that she did work during the week. She would cook the meals, clean the cottage and on the weekends there was always the laundry to do. After dinner had been cleared and the dishes put away came the real play, the chores just was to put Dina in the right headspace. As the night would roll in and Dina left to washing the dishes, Leslie moved into the living room and settled on the couch with a glass of blush wine. Sipping it lightly as she awaited Dina to finish up. Dina knew right after she was done what was to be done. Dina moved from the kitchen into the bathroom to draw a warm bath with jasmine scented bath beads. She lit the candles and placed one of the cd's into the cd player, turning it on low. Only once Dina placed Leslie's robe in the dryer for most of the time that would be needed for the nightly ritual did she kneel in front of Leslie. Her head held high, eyes lowered slightly, with her hands palms up, fingers together and kneels parted as she sat back on her heels. Dina spoke soft, even as she looked up at Leslie with a smile, "Mon Amour, Your bath is ready." Leslie smiled and leans forward and slowly slides her hand along Dina's cheek, placing a light kiss on the girls forehead. Then lightly grasps Dina's hand, helping her up as she herself stood. Softly feet sound on the floor as Leslie lead Dina back into the bathroom and closed the door with a click. Inside the bathroom Leslie stopped mid room as Dina lightly moves to face her. Her hips began to sway to the music as slender fingers moved up Leslie's chest and over her shoulders. Hands slide down her arms, lightly grasping Leslie's wrists. Lifting them upwards as she took a step closer with a playful grin. Leaning up slightly on her toes Dina softly kisses Leslie's lips. Soon as Leslie returns the kiss she pulls Leslie's upper lip between her own sucking softly from it. As hands move down to slowly unbutton her blouse and slide it open, then back up over her chest. Lightly lowering Leslie's arms as the white silk blouse slides off and was lightly tossed to the chair. Reaching behind Leslie, Dina ran her nails softly over the soft supple skin, leading down to her bra clasp and unhooking it. Hands slide up and hook her thumbs under the straps of her bra, sliding it down and off only to be tossed with the blouse. Leaning forward Dina lightly brushes her lips over the soft curves of Leslie's collarbone, kissing as she lowers to her knees in front of Leslie. Kneeling in front of Leslie, Dina lightly crosses her ankles as hands move down along Leslie's sides and leaning forward. Placing a gentle kiss on Leslie's stomach as she reaches around and unzipped the tailored black skirt that came down to mid calf. Slowly allowing the soft sleek material to slip down past Leslie's hips as Dina followed, allowing her lips to caress skin. As the skirt dropped around the ankles Leslie, slides her hand behind Dina's head. Curling fingers tight within the crimson strands, pulling her head back to look into her dark green eyes. Stepping delicately out of the skirt with a seductive grin as Dina lifted the discarded article of clothing and tossed it with the others. Leslie left standing in a black garter belt, matching g-string and nylons, her piercing blue eyes starring down at Dina. With a soft smile Dina slides her hands slowly up Leslie's legs, lightly touching with her fingertips. Lightly grasping under the garter belt, sliding it down over Leslie's hips, allowing the nylons to follow. Lifting each foot up carefully Dina places a tender kiss on Leslie's ankle, slipping the nylon off of her foot before placing it back down again. Once Leslie stood there naked in front of Dina a light smile touched her lips as she moves to stand, lightly taking Leslie's hand and guiding her to the bath tub. As she steps into the tub, Dina lowers down to her knee's beside the bath, while Leslie settles back into the warm water. Picking up the natural sponge and dipping it into the water lathering the sponge. Running the sponge slowly along Leslie's slender frame, starting at her hands, moving up each arm and stopping at the shoulders. Gently dipping the sponge into the warm water, then sliding it over Leslie's shoulders and down her chest. Being sure to pay great attention to Leslie's B cup size breasts, teasing the nipple and kneading softly into the flesh before moving on. Down over the rib cage and stomach, making large circles into smaller ones until she reached Leslie's bellybutton. Slowly making her way down to Leslie's hips, only to slide her hand along one of Leslie's legs, lifting it out of the water. Careful not to miss a spot as Dina washed her foot, and ankle, moving up to the calf, thigh then inner thigh. Barely brushing the sponge teasingly past Leslie's pussy lips, before moving to the other foot and repeating the process. Pausing a moment as Dina looks up at how peaceful yet excited Leslie was getting from the bath, leaning forward she lightly presses a kiss upon Leslie's lips. Tenderly Dina pulls Leslie's lower lip between her own, suckling and nibbling. As the sponge moves closer and closer to Leslie's pussy lips, slowly massaging her clit and moving down between her legs. A low moan parted Leslie's lips; her fingers worked their way up Dina's neck and into her long dark red hair. Curling tight and pulling her closer, deepening the sensual kiss before pulling Dina away from her. Piercing blue eyes look deep into Dina's own eyes as a dark grin formed on her lips, as she pushed Dina back slightly. Moving to stand, the water splashes back Dina; Leslie's voice spoke in a low husky tone. "Finish washing me, you little minx. Then get my towel, clearly you need to be put back in your place." Dina's eyes lowered slightly, as she went over what Leslie could be thinking up to do to her. Taking the sponge she brought it up over the back of Leslie's legs and over her firm round rump, admiring it before pulling the drain on the bath and placing the sponge in its holder. Quickly she moved out of the room to get the warm towels, making it back into the bathroom as Leslie finished stepping out of the bath. One towel went to wrap around Leslie's shoulders, so she could dry her hair, since she always washed her hair by the time Dina made it back into the bathroom with the towels. With the other towel Dina lowers back to her knees, drying the feet to the ankles and knees. Up to the thigh and hips, only to repeat the action with the other leg. Sitting up in her kneel, Dina lightly dried Leslie's hips and stomach before moving up wards. Before Dina could get any further Leslie curled her fingers into Dina's hair, grinning slightly as she walks out of the bathroom. Leaving the door open and Dina half crawling into the bedroom. Speaking low Leslie instructed her to lower the lights and get into the bed on her stomach. Then vanished back into the bathroom, closing the door. All being able to be heard was the soft music, which was soon changed to something with more of a beat. It had taken awhile as Dina laid on her stomach, listening to the music as she closes her eyes to wait for Leslie. Becoming engrossed into the beat of the music she couldn't help but move slightly to the constant heavy drumming. Breathing softly as her slender frame moved softly against the sateen sheets, barely making a sound. It was the sound of her husky voice echoing in the room, and the sound of the chair sliding to the end of the bed that broke her out of the trance she had so easily slipped into. "Turn over my pet, keep going and masturbate for me." Dina blushed as she heard Leslie's voice, slowly rolling over first with her hips before allowing her upper body to follow. She kept beat the song playing as her body moved lightly along the sheets. Hands slide over her slender frame, just barely allowing fingertips to grace her skin. Moving from her hips up over her waist and ribs, to her breasts as fingers sought out her pert nipples. Teasingly circling the buds before catching them between forefinger and thumb, pinching and pulling with a low moan. Dina's hips pushed back into the bed a little more, her dark green eyes fixed on Leslie's eyes. Breathing heavily her hands moved from her breasts, the look in Leslie's eyes set Dina on fire so easily. Like a fine lover, her body would move to her own hands, wanting more to be touched as fingers traced down over her stomach again. As her search reached the smooth shaven mound, Dina parted her legs. Her eyes never leaving Leslie's, even as she shifted slightly to watch her better. A low moan parts her lips as fingers slide down to touch her swollen damp clit, finding it hard and wanting as she starts to rub in slow tight circles. Her hips moving in slow circles, bucking slightly against her fingers. Slowly her eyes drifted half shut, her moans blending with the music playing in the background. Fingers work around Dina's clit, dipping down between her silky wet pussy lips and into her tightness. Groaning softly at the feeling, before sliding them out and back up to her clit. Working fingers faster while pressing down onto her wanting clit, as her hips bucked harder against her hand. Grinding her hips upwards as her breathing quickens, back arching, feeling the strong erotic wave building. Having Leslie watching her every intimate move, imagining that every move of her fingers was Leslie's. Her hips keeping up with the heavy beat of the music as she made love to her fingers. Panting quickly as the pressure raised for a release, her husky voice echo's in a low moan. "Ma'am... please may I cum." Dina was not expecting the answer that had come, "No you can not pet. Now you will stop and put your hands to the side, watch me and do not move." Her eyes flew open and looked into Leslie's piercing blue eyes. Breathing heavily as she followed her orders, slowly sliding her hands away from her body. Resting them upon the sheets and set to watching Leslie from between her parted legs. Leslie slowly opened up the towel that was still covering her slender frame, standing up just long enough to slip the towel out from under her and set it off to the side. Settling back on her chair, Leslie lifts both legs and sets them apart with her heels on the edge of the bed. Giving Dina a very good view of her dripping juices flowing from between her pussy lips. Her piercing blue eyes focus on Dina's dark green eyes, as fingers slide up along her body. Dipping two fingers into her mouth, then opening slightly to allow Dina to watch Leslie sliding her tongue over her fingers before suckling on them. Watching as Leslie moves her fingers down around her nipples, pinching and moving down to cup her breasts. She lifts them both and brings them together sliding her tongue out to flick over the hard nubs. Pulling one into her mouth to nibble and suckle upon it with a low deep throat moan. As her one hand slides down over her ribs, over her stomach and down between her legs. Slowly working her clit between two fingers, rolling the hard numb between her fingers and pinching it before giving a slight tug. Dina kept her eyes glued on Leslie's every move, moaning as Leslie would. It was becoming very hard to sit still, as her own hips grinds up against air wontingly. Her breathing became hard again as she watched Leslie slide two fingers deep into herself. She wanted to cum so bad, though Leslie's words rang clear in her mind. Every once in awhile Leslie would remind her of those words "No cumming", of course in a deep low pitch moaning voice. Then as Leslie released and squirted over the chair and her own legs, Dina whimpered softly and asked again. "Please Mistress, may I cum?" The answer was the same, "No". Leslie snapped her fingers pointing to the cum covered chair and legs, "Now come clean the mess with your tongue that you caused to happen." Gasping softly Dina rolls onto her knees, crawling over toward Leslie. Lying on her stomach with her head hanging over the edge of the bed, Leslie slid the chair closer. Dina started by licking the chair clean of Leslie's juices, being sure not to miss a drop. The smell and taste was making Dina squirm a little more, she wanted to touch and to make Leslie happy. Though when Dina went to touch Leslie with her hands, they where slapped away with the explanation of just her tongue was to be used. Inching closer Dina started licking and lapping at the juices upon the slender inner thigh. Rolling her tongue over every inch of each thigh delicately. As Dina came to Leslie's still wet pussy she lifts her eyes up to look at Leslie. Not saying a word she moved in, covering her clit and slowly ran her tongue down around Leslie's pussy. Moaning softly pulling her clit more into her mouth, working her tongue over the still swollen hard numb. Her own moan was matched with Leslie's, when Dina quickened the pace. Flexing her tongue quickly back and forth, then dipping down into Leslie and wiggling the tip of her tongue. Suckling and pulling until Leslie released again against Dina wanting mouth. What came next Dina never would have expected, Leslie pushed Dina back and told her to curl up at the bottom of the bed. That was where she was to sleep for the night. Then Leslie moved to her normal spot in the bed, slipped under the covers and turned out the lights. Leaving Dina in a slight daze as she looked through the dark at Leslie silently wondering if Leslie was kidding or not. When Dina woke the next morning she slowly sat up and looked around. She looked over to Leslie's side of the bed, sliding a hand over the cool sheets. Shaking her head slightly she slides from the bed and goes to shower. It was Saturday though she had many things to do and not enough time to do them in. Just as she stepped between the bedroom and the bathroom she had paused to look at the calendar, March 7th with March 12th circled in red. "Just five more days.." Dina whispered to herself then continued into the bathroom. Days passed and Dina's ford wined along the dirt road leading to the top of a near by mountain. A slight curl touched her lips as the light of the sky just barely gracing the hills and river below with its golden red shine. She steps out of her truck and moves around to the front of it, leaning against the grill as she looks out at the sight before her. Leslie lightly took Dina's hand and leads her away from the truck to the fence line to get a better look at the hills and river below. Lacing fingers together they look out at the beautiful sunset. Turning toward Dina, Leslie watches her silently for a long moment before bending down and whispering low in her ear. "I have something for you my love." Dina turned to look up into Leslie's blue eyes with her innocent yet sultry dark green eyes. Leslie smiles as a hand moves up to brush a stray red strand of hair from Dina's face. Then slowly she sinks to her knee and pulls out a small white box. Opening the box a gold and silver ring lay nestled in red velvet. Shaking slightly Dina looked at the ring then toward Leslie as she asked, "Will you marry me Adina?" Feeling the blood rushing to her head, the pounding in her heart. Not much else was remembered after Dina wrapped her arms around Leslie's neck whispering, "Yes, yes". Leslie slipped the ring carefully onto Dina's finger and stood, picking Dina up slightly. As lips lower and lightly pull Dina's soft lip between her own. Loves Chances Section 03 Three years had past since Leslie and Dina had exchanged their vows in front of close friends and family. Nothing could have made Dina any happier then she already was. At least so she could think of, though of course there was always dreams. Some of the dreams she had shared with Leslie, others she knew would always remain just dreams and figure there was no since in sharing. One of those dreams was to totally give into Leslie body mind and soul. Dina had as she normally did do, read a lot. Coming up on a section about branding and what it could mean between two people she thought about the level of trust that would be required. It would be the ultimate bonding and trust that Dina could show Leslie. Approaching Leslie about branding was another story. Though one Saturday afternoon at lunch Dina brought up the subject to see what Leslie thought about it at a whole. Agreeing, Leslie knew of a friend that knew how to do branding and set up a design that would be applied to the skin. Dina let out a soft little sigh knowing that Leslie would make sure everything was safe and had no worries about that. On the night of the branding Leslie's friend, Melissa, came to the house and starts setting up heating the irons. Leslie steps behind Dina and lightly places a blind fold over her eyes. Lightly placing a kiss upon her neck, while leading her to the cross. Gently each arm was raised and locked into a cuff. Then each leg was spread and the ankle locked into the shackles. Dina listens closely to what Leslie and Melissa was talking about, though there was so much flooding into her. Her senses was heighten by the lack of her being able to see. As the irons became hotter Leslie moves closer to Dina, both her legs was cleaned and shaven so no hair would burn. The iron came close to Dina's skin and she could feel the heat without it even touching. Everything came down to this moment, breathing slowly she waited for the first stroke. It took forever for the branding to start, Dina's body was tense as the moments passed. Then all at once she felt the pain on her thigh. Letting out a loud gasping cry as she became lost in the moment and flew higher and higher from the endorphins, until she passed out. When she came too, she was still up on the rack though the blind fold was off. Licking her lips she looks toward Leslie and Melissa by the irons that was still in the fire. Softly she asked "How is it?" Leslie turns and looks at Dina with a wicked little grin, as her sultry voice echo's low. "We haven't even done the first stroke yet." Shocked Dina looked down toward the spot that she had felt the pain. Only to see no mark at all, though didn't understand how. She had felt the heat of the irons then the pain on her leg. Leslie said they would brand her, those dark green eyes raise to look at Leslie in silent question. It was then that Leslie explained that while blind folded they put the irons close to her skin, though deciding it wasn't hot enough they used ice instead. While putting the irons back on the fire. The rest of the branding went off without a hitch. The design that was chosen was two hearts with wings on either side. On the heart to the right side it had LT and on the heart to the left of that it had AT, each of their initials. The hearts clearly representing both of them becoming one, the wings meaning that together their love has lifted each other, in In the end, Melissa left the directions of with how to keep the brand clean on a paper in the bathroom. While both remain curled close within each others arms. Some time went by as the two made sure to keep the brand clean from infection. It was clear that the two had become one. Though Leslie knew there was something else missing. She spent many of nights holding Dina as she lay awake thinking about what it could be. As it came to her a slow smile curls at the edges of her lips. Holding Dina closer she settles in to sleep, thinking on talking to Dina the next night after work. That night as Leslie stood watching Dina finish washing the dishes, something Dina knew she did as a nightly basis. After all it was one of the chores that she did around the house, as part of their agreement. Dina could feel Leslie's eyes moving over her slender frame, devouring every soft curve. So it came as no surprise when Leslie's arms wrapped around and pulled her close against Leslie's frame. Lips lightly brush against Dina's ear before a hushed whisper echo's. "Adina, My love. I want us to have a family. Will you have our baby?" This had come as a shock to Dina because they had never spoke of a family or of having children. Dina had always thought that Leslie didn't want children by the way she spoke of others and the lack of up bringing and parental guidance these days. The question had made her pause on the last dish, though slowly she went back to placing the dish under the rinse water. Thinking silently, had she really heard Leslie right. With a soft clunk the dish was placed in the tray to dry with the others, as she spoke low. "What was that Love?" "Dina you heard me. Will you have a baby with me? Make us a family." It didn't take long of Dina's silence before Leslie turned her around. Started to say something, having a quick temper. Then stopped as she had seen the tears running down Dina's cheeks. Gently Leslie pulls Dina closer and nuzzles in against her hair whispering low against the soft strands. "I'm sorry if I...." Dina broke off Leslie's comment by leaning up and kissing her. Lips pressed sensually against each other, slowly drawing away all thoughts. The kiss remain for what seems like forever, being lost within each others taste. Dina slowly broke from the kiss, but only enough to whisper. "Don't finish that statement, I would love to have our baby. I love you so much Leslie." A few months had past with a lot of planning and talking had brought them to wanting to try having a baby naturally. They had spoken to a few friends, coming up with a mutual friend of theirs that happened to be another submissive from their community. With the understanding that he was just the sperm donor, Mathew still signed an agreement with Leslie and Dina to make everything legal. He was only to play part as the donor and had no rights to the baby that would be born. The first time Dina didn't end up pregnant, so Leslie and Dina sat to talk about how long they would keep trying to have a baby naturally. Also what they could do to make the next experience better. After they came to a solution plans where made to surprise Mathew on their up coming fourth year anniversary. It was all set up for when Mathew arrived the fire was burning and candles lit to create a warm relaxed feeling. The music was turned on and a nice home cooked dinner ready for when Mat arrived. After dinner Dina and Leslie lead Mathew into the bedroom and closed the door. It was then that the attentions of the two ladies was made clear. There was one toy out, that was a riding crop. Slowly Dina makes her way to the bed, slipping out of her clothing. Leaving a small trail of a shirt and her skirt on the floor. Climbing on the bed her legs parted slightly to let both Leslie and Mathew get a glimpse of her back side. Dina looked back at them both and smiled. Leslie leaned over and whispered in his ear. "Undress and watch. I will instruct you when to join. Otherwise you are not allowed to touch yourself." His eyes never left Dina as the smile became wider. Though with a nod he murdered out a "yes Ma'am." Then followed the instructions and moved closer to get a better view. As Leslie made her way to Dina picking up the riding crop. Hands slowly slid along Dina's slender bare frame, up to the nape of her neck. As fingers curled tight into the dark red strands a low purr parted Leslie's lips. Whispering low, though all could hear. "Ready my sweet pet." Before anything could be said the crop was drawn back and the loud pop echo's with the beat of the current song. Leslie moved from one cheek to the next, making Dina moan low. As the crop touched the inside of Dina's legs, her legs parted more. Giving short little pops to her clit and pussy as she looks back to Mathew. Crooking her finger Leslie motions for Mathew to kneel at the side of the bed right behind Dina. Without a word he obeyed, getting a better view and the sweet hot scent of Dina had already entered his senses. Watching as every pop landed between Dina's legs he licks his lips. With a wicked little grin Leslie placed the crop down a moment. Curling her fingers into Mathew's hair she pulled him up and pushed his mouth right against Dina's wet pussy. Speaking low as she picked up the crop again. "You best lick her good otherwise you will pay if she doesn't cum. You have five minutes." Knowing enough that Dina wouldn't cum until Leslie told her too. She watched as he licks up and down over Dina's wanting lips. Dipping as deep as his tongue would go and moaning. Dina thrusts her hips up against his tongue echoing his moan. As five minutes came to pass, Leslie grins and grabs up her crop in one hand. Curls her fingers in Mathew's hair with the other, pulling his mouth away from Dina's dripping lips. Pulling carefully, though clear to make her point, Mathew stood up. As he did, Leslie spoke low to instruct him into his punishment. Each time the crop touched his ass, he was to thrust forward then back. The only thing was, was his hard cock would be in Dina. Mathew positioned himself, slipping just the head of his member into Dina's wet folds. Then in a slow rhythm Leslie started to pop the end of the crop against each of his cheeks. Each time he would thrust forward and back, following the stinging pain that was brought with the slap of the crop. As the rhythm became faster, sweat started to roll from his brow, dripping down onto Dina. Her moans filling the room slowly getting louder as she got closer to cumming. Leslie whispers in Mathew's ear, "Keep going and watch. You will cum when I tell you." She then moved from behind him and slowly strips away her clothing. Letting it drop as she crawls up onto the bed in front of Dina. Her blue eyes watching him a moment before looking down at Dina. Then extends one leg, lifting it over her head to place it on the other side of Dina. Fingers slide into the long red locks of hair, pulling Dina's lush lips down onto her own clit. Dina didn't waist any time as she started to tongue and suck on Leslie's swollen low lips. Moaning low as she got the first taste of her beloved, and her Mistress. Adding in each time Mathew would thrust into her it would cause Dina to suck a little harder and pull a little more of Leslie's clit into her mouth. He was getting excited by what he was watching because his thrusting became quicker and harder. A loud groan passed over her lips and onto Leslie's tender flesh as Dina came closer to cumming. Two fingers slipped in past Leslie's warm folds and started to pump along with each of Mathew's thrusts. Being sure to wiggle the tips of her fingers as Dina pushed further causing Leslie to moan loudly. The sounds of hips smacking against a firm butt, the sucking sound of Dina kissing and pulling Leslie's clit into her mouth fill the bedroom. Leslie let out a growl and pulls harder on Dina's hair. Whispering in a low and sultry voice, "cum my pets." Dina's tongue dipped low around her own fingers lapping at the juices of Leslie's cum. Moaning loudly as she felt Mathew grow to his full length and hardness. Her head arches back slightly as her butt buck back against his hips, gasping as she starts to cum. Reaching forward Leslie grabbed both of Dina's nipples, giving them a twist and a pull, knowing well enough the girl loved pain. Dina gasps louder and moans as she cums harder, pushing against Mathew's thrusts. She could feel the heat as he came deep inside of her. Leslie's voice echo's again low as Mathew slows his thrusts to a stop, "Do not move, stay still." She then removed herself from the bed and vanished for a few moments leaving Dina and Mathew joined. Returning to Mathew's side, she slowly helped him back off of Dina. Though quickly replaced a dildo where his cock use to be, handing Dina a pair of tight panties to wear. At least until Mathew was ready again. That weekend was filled with fun and lost of games between the three of them. Sunday afternoon Leslie held Dina in her arms as they watched Mathew toss his bag into his car and slowly drive down the road back towards town. A smile forms on Leslie's lips as fingers slide along Dina's stomach, as she lets out a soft breath against Dina's neck. Whispering low against the soft flesh, "Time to rest before work tomorrow, My love." Monday morning Adina woke up and made Leslie's coffee and breakfast as normal before she made it out of the shower. Placing the bagel and coffee at Leslie's place Dina was greeted with a soft kiss on the cheek. Lightly she shakes her head and a soft chuckle, the bagel was swept up along with the coffee mug. By now Dina learned to put the coffee in one of those made for travel. It was rare during the week that Leslie would actually stop and eat breakfast. Leslie muttered an 'I love you' between a bite of bagel and closing the front door. Over the next three weeks not much had changed, though Dina could pick out a few things that Leslie wasn't letting her deal with. Leslie also was insistent on Dina relaxing a bit more. Dina didn't mind to much, though she tried not to let Leslie know that. Even when Leslie came home with papers it didn't bother Dina to much. It was said that with building a family that they should make sure all aspects would be covered if something where to happen. So Dina skimmed over the papers and signed where she had too, not giving much thought afterwards. Though that weekend had not taken it did not get Leslie and Dina down. They would keep trying for a bit longer before resorting to something else. Dina and Mathew would spend time together when they could, then when it could be arranged the three of them would get together. Though with Leslie working the way she did, Mathew most often spent the weekends at the house alone with Dina. On one of those weekends she saw Mathew off Sunday afternoon. Letting out a yawn and a stretch, she watches as Mathew drove off just as Leslie was driving up. Lightly she smiles watching her, this would be a very short weekend for Leslie. Though any time was better then none, specially with the fact it would be spent being close to each other and catching up with what had happened. Dina woke up and curled in against Leslie's side of the bed. Lightly touching the cool sheets. Softly she let out a sigh and slid out of the bed, lightly rubbing her stomach before moving into the bathroom to take a shower. She had a few appointments to attend to before the afternoon. Slipping behind the wheel not to long after, Dina backed out of the driveway and started toward town. By the end of the day Dina was exhausted as she slipped inside the house, turning on the light. With a light toss, the keys slid onto the table while shoes and her purse was deposited next to the chair. Her eyes travel along the black and white picture as a smile curls at the corner of her mouth. Whistling softly she moves into the kitchen and starts dinner, something special for when Leslie arrives. As the smells fill the air of the house, Dina made sure everything was on its way to being done. Not much longer and the food would be ready as Leslie was due to step into the house. The phone ringing was the only thing that took Dina out of her thoughts. It wasn't long after that the phone was hung up, everything shut off and left. As Dina raced to get her keys, shoes and out the door she went. Not taking much time as she sped down the road toward town. Loves Chances Section 04 As Dina looks up at the hospital ceiling, her thoughts went back and forth from the last time she was in this same hospital. Everything was fuzzy as it had been for so long now or perhaps it was the numbing feeling she was sensing. Though she couldn't let those thoughts cloud her mind now, putting them aside she let out a slow breath. While her eyes close and she relaxes back as the gentle darkness took over her. "Ms Adina Taylor?" The voice woke brought her out the daze as she opens her green eyes settle on the officer and doctor in front of her. She didn't have the energy to correct the man though nodded softly to her name. "How are you related to Leslie Taylor, Ma'am?" If it wasn't for the situation she would have found the look on their faces funny when Dina told them that they where married and Leslie was her wife. It was clear the officer and doctor was in a bit of shock before they went on. The officer began explaining what happened or what they believed to have happened. As she listens to him speak none of it seemed to make sense. Or perhaps she was in too much shock to understand it all. Though the picture was being painted clearly in her head of the events that happened. Leslie was driving home after work on a dismal day of rain, though the rain had let up everything was still soaked. Her car hit a slick spot and spun out of control, after bouncing off the guardrail it ended with being wrapped around a tree. It had taken the jaws of life to get Leslie out from her vehicle. The doctor then took over explaining Leslie's condition. A lot Alot of what he was saying was way over Dina's head in understanding. He must have noticed the confusion on her face and started breaking things down in terms that would be easier to understand. Leslie had sustained major bruising inside and out, a few broken ribs but they where watching for swelling and bleeding in and around the brain. Even though everything was explained to her, nothing could have prepared Dina for the sight she saw as she walked into Leslie's room. If Dina hadn't have known better she would have denied that that was Leslie laying in the hospital bed. Taking a shaky breath so moved closer, trying to be strong. Though as she looked over Leslie's badly bruised face and arms it was hard not too. She couldn't tell if there wasn't a spot on Leslie that didn't have a bruise. Tears ran down Dina's cheeks as she sat down beside the bed. Lightly grasping Leslie's hand. She thought all that had happened this day and could only pray for the best. Her reason for being was because of Leslie, because of her strength. With out her, she felt like she couldn't do this all alone. Not with having just found out that they where to have a child in the next seven months. As weeks turned into months Dina kept as close to the hospital as she could. Most of the time the nurses would shoo her to go home to get some rest, for the babies sake if not for her own. Always promising that if Leslie woke up they would call. Leaving the hospital Dina deep down knew that they wouldn't be calling. The out look had not changed one bit over the months. She had over heard the nurses one night saying that they where surprised that Leslie had made it all these months. Tossing her keys onto the end table back at home Dina settles down into the chair slowly. It was taking more and more out of her, between working, the hospital along with getting heavier and heavier in her pregnancy. Now eight months pregnant she knew she should slow down, perhaps tomorrow she would put in for time off at work. Lightly her fingers ran over the large belly as eyes closed. Her thoughts drifting to Leslie and how she would have loved to watch her belly growing. Dina's thoughts was interrupted by the telephone ringing. With a soft grunt she pushes up off the chair to answer the phone. She was brief on the phone before it was hung up then picked up again. This time she called Melissa, telling her to meet her at the hospital. Then once again she picked up her keys and headed toward the door. The drive to the hospital seemed to take forever. Her thoughts racing of perhaps her hope and prayers had been answered. Leslie was awake and alive asking for her. A smile formed on her lips at the thought of it. Just as she pulled into a parking spot Melissa pulled beside her, Dina tried her best to move quickly into the hospital. Which was a sight in itself as she waddled across the parking lot. Breathing slightly heavy as they went up to the nurses station, Melissa told them who they where and who they where there for. The nurse directed them into a private room and told them to wait for the Doctor. With a smile they both headed for the room, chuckling and talking about how good it will be to have Leslie up and going again. Settling down the two talked while they waited until the Doctor came in. It didn't take long for him and a nurse to enter the room and head toward the two women. Both looked up at them with a smile, though it would quickly fade as the Doctor started to talk. There had been some complications, they had tried everything that could be done, Leslie had died. Tears ran down Dina's cheek as she turns into Melissa for comfort. The Doctor and nurse had stayed in the room for a few moments more speaking to Melissa. Afterwards they went to the nurses station to collect Leslie's things, then headed off to Dina's truck. Placing everything up into the truck Melissa had grabbed Dina's keys and settled her in the passenger side. Dina had been so out of it that she had not noticed that Melissa had called a friend on the cell phone to come take her car to the cottage. As they drove there, the long ride was taken in silence. Even as Melissa helped Dina into the cottage, the friend dropping off the keys, then jumping into their own car that someone followed behind with. Everything had become numb and unfocused. Even as Melissa tried her best to get things settled, Dina didn't say much. When questions where asked it would take a moment before she could think of what the answer would be. Curling up on the couch Dina watched as Melissa made phone call after phone call. All the while making two cups of tea. It didn't take long before Melissa moved close to Dina, handing her one of the cups of tea. Then settling down she spoke softly about the calls and how everything was going to be taken care of and for her not to worry. Dina couldn't think of how she could not worry, she was a widow now and with a child on the way. Though she kept those thoughts to herself as she sips on her tea, listening to what Melissa had to say as best as she could without falling back into a daze. The next few days seem to pass slowly as people would come in and visit. Dina's parents of course drove in and was staying in the guest room. The funeral itself was beautiful, though again not much of it made sense to Dina. Not since the day that she found out Leslie had passed on did she cry. Though it was good to have everyone there, she had suspected the reason being was because of how far along in her pregnancy she was. Nights seemed to be the longest for Dina, though she would disappear into her bed room she didn't sleep much. Just laid there looking out the bedroom window. Though as she closes her eyes, her thoughts and mind drift back to Leslie. The way she looked, the way she would make Dina feel so safe. Her mind racing with thoughts of her beloved wife. Pains swept through Dina that brought her to the here and now. Her eyes flew open as the Doctor and nurses told her it was time to push. It had been a little over a week since Leslie had passed away and here she was in labor. Melissa holding her hand offering encouragement as she breathed with Dina through the whole process. As the Doctor rested a beautiful baby girl in Dina's arms, Melissa lightly dabbed at her brow and whispers, "Have you thought of a name?" It was funny now, all this time she had never thought of names because she had been confident that Leslie would be here with her to help. Tears of joy and pain started to run down her cheek as she looked at her daughter. She never thought she could love anyone more then she had loved her wife. Though now looking down at this perfect little girl she knew, this was the love of her life. Leslie had given her the best gift ever by allowing her to have this child. She would always love her wife Leslie, though knew now that life would go on. That she would love again, though most of all she had a love that would never go away. Brushing her lips lightly across the baby girl's forehead in a soft kiss. Dina smiles and whispers softly to the child, then up to the small crowd within the room, "Leslie Marie Taylor, after her mother."