Phone in hand, Mikayla turned to face Kevin, who was giving her a quizzical look.

"Hey beautiful man," she said softly into the receiver,"I can't tonight, but call me later and we'll see what we can work out." Kevin rolled his eyes and walked back into the bathroom to get dressed.

"But Mikayla, I need you tonight," AJ said plaintively.

"Not possible, love," she said, brushing her hair. "I already have plans."

"PLEASE," he said with desperation in his voice. "I... I can't sleep. I haven't slept since the other night. I need to be with you again."

Mikayla paused and thought about her options. She certainly wasn't canceling her plans. She had been looking forward to this date for several days. Maybe she could incorporate the two... No, not yet. Still too soon for AJ. He probably wouldn't be up for it quite yet. Her date, on the other hand... he was always up for anything. Anything and everything...

"I'll tell you what. I'll call you when I get home and if I'm not too tired, you can come by," she said. She always tried to keep her boys happy, but sometimes it took some effort and sleepless nights.

"Ok, just don't forget to call me," he said, sounding a little more relaxed.

After she hung up, she thought about her role in these two boys' lives. She was there to do whatever was necessary to make them happy. Kevin, for instance, loved to be totally dominated. He was truly hers, and that wasn't likely to change, even if he did pout a lot. She was his confidante, his lover, and the one person who knew him like no one else in the world. Then there was AJ, her latest conquest. He was so needy. Much more so than she had originally thought. He needed someone to take care of him and to take some of his stress away. That's why he responded so quickly to her rule that she was in control. He was ready to give the control away so he didn't have to shoulder all the responsibility anymore. He was falling for her, and she knew it. He could be a difficult one to handle on down the road.

Kevin came out of the bathroom fully dressed, and looking downtrodden.

"Come here, baby," she said softly. He walked over and kneeled in front of the chair where she was sitting. She wrapped her arms around him and he placed his head against her chest, listening to her heartbeat. "Kevin, you know I will always be here for you, right?"

"Yeah," he said, putting his arms around her waist and looking into her eyes, smiling a little. "I know. I don't know why I'm being like this. I'm sorry."

She smiled at him. "Well, get up and get your butt moving, OK. Call me tomorrow and we can spend some real time together."

Kevin left, and Mikayla went about the task of getting ready for her date.

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The doorbell rang, and Mikayla answered it herself. There was a long black limo waiting out front, and the driver opened the door for her. She climbed in and settled into the seat. She turned to face her date, the one she had been looking forward to all week. She stared into his beautiful blue eyes and smiled.

"Did you miss me, Nicky?" she asked, cocking her head to one side and giving him a sweet smile.

"You know I did," he answered, smiling a mischievous little smile.

Nick was her baby boy. He was her second conquest, the second to get the "mark", and definitely her least inhibited boy. He would do anything she asked, and he was very good at what he did. So far, she hadn't found anything that was beyond his comfort zone. Life was never boring with Nick around. She loved being around him, and even though he knew she was always his Mistress, she occasionally let him dominate her. It made him happy, and she loved it when he was happy. He was the only one, however, who was ever allowed to trade roles with her.

"Come sit with me," she said. He slid over in the seat and laid down on his back with his head in her lap, staring up at her. She ran her fingers through his hair as she took a deep breath. He smelled wonderful, as usual, and she knew she would end up sleeping in the shirt he was wearing so she could keep his scent with her all night.

"So where are we going tonight, baby boy?" she asked. She still couldn't get enough of those blue eyes.

"It's a surprise, Mistress," he said, smiling like a devilish little kid.

"Nicky, you know I don't like surprises. Also, who said you were allowed to surprise me tonight?" she said, raising an eyebrow.

"I know, I know. I'll accept my punishment when we get there, but I know you're going to LOVE this surprise. I've been planning for it all day, and it's a good one," he said, his eyes shining with excitement.

The limo drove to Nick's house a few miles down the beach from her own. She normally didn't go to her boys' houses, but Nick was special. He always had such fun ideas, and she felt safe with him. Once inside, he took her hand and led her up to his room where he asked her close her eyes.

"Mikayla, can I please have mastery for tonight?" he asked, his voice hopeful.

"You can have mastery for a half hour, Nicky. No more," she said, smiling.

"Ok, better than nothing," he laughed. "Now you stay right there and don't move." She heard him behind her moving around his bedroom. A few seconds later, she felt a silk scarf being tied lightly over her eyes. She then felt his hands untie the laces of her dress. His hands slid over her shoulders, then down her arms as he removed her clothes. She was naked underneath, a sight that immediately aroused him. He led her into his bathroom and over to the bathtub. She could smell jasmine scented candles, her favorite.

"Get in the bathtub, Mikayla," he said, his voice soft, yet commanding. She did as he told her, and she climbed into the tub. As she sat down, she noticed something strange about the warm liquid in the tub. It felt bubbly, and was tickling her skin every so slightly. Also, it didn't' smell like water, yet it was very familiar... No, it couldn't be...

"Master, can I remove the scarf?" she asked, really wanting to see what this was.

"No, you may not. I'll remove it." he answered. He knelt by the tub, reached over, and untied the scarf. When she was able to see her surroundings, she was shocked. The whole place was decorated with dozens of candles, and she was sitting in a bathtub full of... champagne... Champagne with rose petals floating on top. She saw one of the bottles on the counter and realized it was Cristal champagne. $400 a bottle... and he had filled a huge bathtub with Cristal... She smiled when she realized that he was giving her a $20,000 bath.

"Nick," she started, but he silenced her with a soft kiss. His kisses were always perfect. She didn't try to speak anymore. He took a sponge in hand and began to let the champagne drip over her body. She settled back in the tub, closed her eyes, and allowed him to do whatever he wanted. The champagne ran over her breasts, and he reached over to lick it off of her nipple. Her breathing faltered for a second at the sensation of his tongue on her body. He noticed this, and began to suck her nipple a little harder. Her body quivered. He placed his hand into the tub, and ran it up her leg until he found the spot he was looking for. His fingers gently probed her inner folds, as his tongue continued to work on her nipples. She ran her fingers thru his soft blonde hair without thinking.

"Ah...I don't think I gave you permission to touch me, did I Mikayla," Nick said smiling, a evil glint in his eye. He had caught her...

"No, Nick. You didn't. I'm sorry," she said, knowing that her apology wouldn't mean anything, and she would end up being punished anyway.

"That's right. I didn't. I wonder how I'm going to punish you? Hmmm... it's so hard to come up with a suitable punishment for you..." he said, still smiling at her. He reached over to the side of he tub and picked up one of the burning candles.

"Don't move," he commanded. She obeyed, knowing what was about to happen. Nick tilted the candle slightly, and the hot wax rolled down her chest between her breasts. She took a deep breath, the pain exciting her more than she thought it would.

"Oh, you liked that?" he asked, amused. "Well... I'll have to keep that in mind." He stood up and removed his shirt. She could see the muscles of his chest, and she longed to touch him. He slowly unbuttoned his pants and removed them. As he stood before her naked, she felt a wave of something deep inside... she had no idea what it was... lust? Maybe. Longing? Probably. Love? Well... She loved them all in a way... She could clearly see the mark on his stomach, even in the dark, reminding her that he belonged to her. She smiled to herself at the thought... They were her boys... HER boys...

He climbed into the tub with her and began to kiss her. She loved Nick's mouth. He was so talented, in so many ways. She ran her hands up his back and then back down, raking her nails down his soft skin. He closed his eyes and his head fell back.

"Hey, I thought it was my turn..." he said, but she placed her finger over his mouth to silence him.

"Nicky, your half hour is up. You're mine again." He smiled and sat back. She climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. He placed his hands behind his head and rested against the back wall of the huge garden tub. She took his already hard cock in her hand and positioned it with the tip just outside her body. Slowly, slower than Nick imagined a human being could move, she lowered herself onto his huge shaft. He closed his eyes again and sighed deeply.

"Mistress, do I have permission to touch you. Please!" he said, his voice a hoarse whisper.

"Yes, Nick. You can touch me," she answered as she leaned forward to kiss his lips again. His placed his hands on her hips and began to rock her back and forth slowly. The alcohol stung a tiny but, but that made it all the more exciting. Mikayla rocked her hips, guided by Nick's hands. She ran her hands over his chest and gently nipped at his neck with her teeth. His shoulders shrugged involuntarily, and his breathing quickened.

"Mistress, may I fuck you from behind?" he asked, barely able to speak.

"Yes," she said, removing herself from his lap and getting on her hands and knees. Her hair fell forward, dipping in the still warm champagne. Nick positioned himself behind her and placed his hard cock between the cheeks of her ass. He placed his hands on her hips again, and began to push gently into her, his rhythm quickening after a few seconds. The force of his lovemaking was very painful, yet it excited Mikayla beyond comprehension. She could feel her orgasm building, and she came just as he did.

"Oh god, Mikayla!" he moaned loudly as he climaxed. His thrusts were so forceful that she cried out in pain, but her orgasm was equally as strong. She felt waves and waves of pain and pleasure washing over her body, and she felt momentarily light headed. Nick withdrew from her, and she sat up on her knees. She turned to face him, and put her arms around his neck.

"Thank you, Nick. You always make my day when I see you," she said, kissing him softly.

"I don't know what I'd do without you. I can't imagine anybody else that I would do something like this for," he said.

They made their way to his shower and washed off the sticky champagne. She got dressed for her ride home, and she grabbed the T-shirt Nick had been wearing earlier. She smelled it, and of course, it smelled like him.

"I'm taking this with me," she said as she walked down the stairs toward the waiting limo.

"I'll call you in a few days, Mistress," Nick said, smiling.

Once Mikayla was home, she remembered to call AJ. He sounded like he really needed some company, so she told him he could come over for awhile. She very, very rarely allowed anyone to stay the entire night, but this time she might have to make an exception. She was so exhausted from her rendezvous with Nick, she wasn't sure if she'd be able to stay awake until he got there.

When he got there, the manservant showed him to Mikayla's room. He found her asleep on her bed, wearing only panties and a white T-shirt. Tonight, he wasn't interested in sex. He just wanted to hold her... and sleep. He laid down beside her and rested his head on her chest with his arm over her stomach. She placed a sleepy arm over his shoulders, but didn't say anything. As AJ lay there, he felt the thick fog of sleep beginning to cloud his mind. Sleep that had eluded him for the past few nights. As he drifted off, something deep in the back of his mind made him think of Nick. He couldn't figure out what it was, but there was something there that was just... Nick.