We lived in a small town of "normal" people. You were my roomate, my best friend, I told you everything...well almost everything.Now if you go back to the day we met, the sun out 101° at least, not a cloud in the sky. Normally I'd be inside, hiding from the sun and other humans who paraded around in their swim wear. But for some reason I just had to go for a walk by the local river...I never thought I'd see a goddess there too. You were in a cute navy blue bikni,tanned skin, your blue hair slicked back from the water, well what hair you had because it seemed that part oqf it was shaved...it was cute though I really liked it, your face sparkled, like literally sparkled because of all the piercings and you stood at what seemed no more than 5'1. I immediately wanted to know your life story, what you loved, hated, where you've been, what you do, if you had siblings, what music you listened to, do you draw?, do you like animals, could you ever love me?..I wanted to know everything and I didn't even know your name yet. You didn't even know mine, but no one ever had really cared. My what you might, exs called me Mistress, they were never allowed to know my name, which is Micah, but I wanted you to know. I wanted for the first time in a long time to love someone, and not just for their body.
After I pulled myself from the daze you put me in. I finally walked over to the area of the river you had been by. I watched you carefully, to make sure you noticed me when i stripped off my shirt and shorts. To reveal my pale, but toned body. I had decided to wear a rainbow bikni that day, showing off my Lesbian pride♡ and you noticed immediately. I caught you smirking and it made me giggle to myself. I never expected you to talk to me, or even stare, but you did both.
You walked up to me casually then lay down on the rock i had chosen to set my things then said
"Well Hello there my lovely, I'm Zalina, what might be the name of a sexy thing like you?"
I never expected that kind of greeting, one so cocky and assertive because well I'm the dominatrix. I'm the one who makes the rules, and enforces them. I smirked at your greeting then said
"Most women I meet call me Mistress, but you may Call me Micah my fair Minx"
I could tell she thought i was a much more submissive soul, by the way her eyes squinted slightly while crossing her arms. I giggled as i watched her face turn a little red as if she finally realized what i ment when i said 'Mistress'.
With what i knew was utter shock and disbelief she said
"So...you're like a S and M kinda deal?"
I smiled "More like a BDSM kinda deal love"
"I've never met a dom...well one that looks like you"
I grinned realizing this little woman is a cocky little kitten.
"I'm not a dom, I'm a mistress my little minx"
...From that sentence on our relationship flourished. You were with me almost everyday asking me questions. Asking me if i had a kitten to call mine yet...but I just couldn't find one who made me feel alive. I went a month without anyone...I only had Zalina and i confided in her every moment we were together..which after that month became every day. She moved in with me because her roomates kicked her out...I didn't mind, I lived in a bigger house, 3 bedrooms..I've always had an extra room...plain walls and floors. No furniture had ever touched it. So it was nice to see it finally full of life...She made the walls look like an emo teen paradise, band posters stapled to the ceiling and walls, poetry and art was taped up everywhere. She even had a mural dedicated to those who have taken their own life. I finally felt happy in my own home. She brought not only life, but pure joy into my world.
