3 comments/ 47903 views/ 8 favorites Lady Arianne's Domain By: Lady LeStat -A- Laying in the hospital bed, Jess thought back to when she had first met her Mistress, she remembered the day as if it were yesterday... Walking up the walkway through the gardens up to the castle's door, Jess felt a slight apprehension and nervousness tingle up her spine. Before she had decided to come here, she had gone out and bought what she felt to be more appropriate attire for why she was coming here, rather than her normal dressy, business-like attire. After searching several stores, she had finally settled on a black leather corset top and skirt that laced up, as well as a new pair of stiletto heels. To top it off, she had purchased a black velvet choker. Feeling confident that her new apparel was more fit for her circumstances, Jess had left for the castle promptly; she didn't want to keep the head Mistress waiting. On her way from her car to the door she took in her surroundings, looking around at the beautiful gardens and felt a calmness settle over her. The gravel walkway made crunching sounds beneath her stiletto heels as she walked up the rocky path to the door. Stepping up the stairs, Jess gently knocked on the door. Almost immediately the door opened, and there stood an extremely beautiful Woman, who no doubt, must be the Head Mistress. She stood confidently with a warm, greeting smile and ushered her inside. "Hello, you must be Jess. I am Lady Arianne, I am the Grande Mistress here. Welcome to My Domain. Please, Come in." "Thank You. I appreciate You making time to see me on such short notice." Jess said as she marveled in Her beauty and grace. She seemed to move in fluid, feline movements, graceful and confident in every stride She made. "Not a problem, My dear. Come, follow Me." Jess promptly followed Lady Arianne through the doorway and gazed at the exquisite interior of the castle as she followed Her to what was obviously Her office. "Take a seat. Would you like some tea?" She said as She sat gracefully in the chair across the table from her, crossing Her long exquisite legs tantalizingly. "Sure. Thank You." Jess managed to mutter. As if beckoned by a silent cue, in walked a girl with a serving tray with tea, cream and sugar, and two china tea cups. Jess did her best not to stare at the girl in awe, as she was completely nude except for a leather collar, ankle bracelets and a chain that went from one nipple to the other. After the girl poured T/their tea she quietly left the room, but not before being excused by Lady Arianne. Once she had left and shut the door, Arianne gazed at Jess and smiled before beginning Her conversation. "Thanks, again," "you're welcome. I like a bit of civility before dark...when all the needly little slaves show up." She took a sip of Her tea before continuing. "I can read anyone who walks through this door, and know their desires--sometimes even before they do. Why do you think I selected china and table linens?" "You like fine things, I suppose." Lady Arianne smiled. "Or maybe I knew you'd like them. Same way I know you enjoy most of the superficial trappings of civilization." "I'm that obvious, huh?" Jess teased, though felt slightly unnerved that she had just met this Woman and already She seemed to know things about her that even her friends didn't know. "Only because you try not to be. you spend your life uncovering what goes on beneath the surface of civility and acceptable behavior. So it's a release for you to indulge in something like high tea when it seems, if only for a moment, the world really is civilized." Jess was taken aback by how exactly She had nailed how she felt. It was like She could read her inner thoughts and feelings like an open book. she just sat silently listening as She continued. "The most telling thing about anyone is what scares them." She slightly leaned forward and lowered Her voice as She continued. "And I know what you fear more that anything, Jess." Curious as to how She seemed to know all these things about her, Jess prompted Her to continue. "Which is?" "Being known. you can't accept that I might know what you really desire, because that would mean that I know you. Something, for whatever reason, you spend your entire life making sure no one does." "Lady Arianne, You can tell a great deal about people, how You can read me like an open book after having just met me, I'll never know." "You can only control those as well as You can read them." She smiled. "More tea?" Lady Arianne asked, smiling at how well She could read her, and noticed how that seemed to unnerve her. "No thank You, I'm fine." "Alright. Now then, back to the business at hand. you came here in search for answers. What I offer here is a chance for submission or control, whichever is required. Sometimes a client doesn't know what she wants until I show her, though i know exactly what you need. you crave to be Dominated, even as Dominant as you may try to be, you have inside you a submissive desire, one that I can see clearly." Jess blushed, feeling naked before Her, by how well She could see her inner self. No matter what part she played publicly, she sensed She would always be able to see through the facade and see who she really was inside. The thought of that terrified her; to be known, meant you could be hurt, used, cast aside and forgotten. Something she had promised herself she wouldn't allow to happen again. "I profit from the theatrics of pleasure, allowing people to play out their fantasies. Something I could easily do with you." Jess bit her lower lip nervously. "You seem to see right through me, and see my inner thoughts." "Do you like My lipstick?" "Why?" Jess asked, taken aback from Her question. "you've been staring at My lips." Lady Arianne said, Her lips curling into a deviant smile. "You have lovely lips." Lady Arianne stood and closed the distance between T/them and pulled her from her seat, bringing her close and looked into her widened sapphire eyes. "you keep Me in proximity when I walk away and when I'm close, you watch My lips. Are you losing your hearing?" "I'm losing my balance." Jess managed to whisper as her body became more and more aware of the closeness of Her body to hers. "your sense of self?" "No. I know who I am." "Do you?" She questioned, feeling Jess's slight hesitation and hearing her own disbelief in her voice. "Yes, I do." Before she could stop herself, Jess gently caressed Her cheek and inched closer. she didn't know what was coming over herself, she just had the sudden urge to touch Her. "You can always say stop." "So can you." She whispered hotly in her ear and pulled her closer. Jess felt her knees weaken and her pulse quicken as Her lips locked over hers; Her tongue pressed her lips, demanding entry. Opening her mouth, she offered to Her all of herself, even in just that one kiss, Jess could sense She had even more control over her, and that scared her. Trepidation surged throughout her sense. Startled at how easily She had clouded her mind, Jess frantically pulled back. "I'm...I'm sorry, I...I..." "I think I just heard you say 'stop.'" Arianne said, feeling disappointed. Gathering her senses Jess rushed toward the door, but something inside her cursed herself for running away. she turned as she got to the doorway and faced Her. "I'm terribly sorry, but I must go." Lady Arianne nodded. "you're dismissed, but you will be back." Jess nodded silently then walked out the doorway and headed back toward the main door. Stepping out into the warm evening, she felt the breeze graze over her exposed skin and let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. Rushing to her car, Jess almost stumbled on the gravel path in her stiletto heels. "Damn!" she cursed under her breath as she tripped. Collecting herself, she slowed her pace and got into her car, not taking her precious time before driving away. It had made her terribly nervous that She had known so much about her, when she did her best to keep herself unknown, so as not to get hurt again. What scared her even more, was that deep down, she liked being known by Her. There was just something about Her, she couldn't quite place what it was, exactly, but whatever it was she secretly desired it, wanted it, needed it more than anything. And that terrified her. Needing to clear her thoughts, Jess decided to go and take a steamy, luxurious bubble bath to ease her tensions. Stepping into her bathroom, she closed the door and began to undress, letting her newly acquired clothing to fall carelessly to the floor. Reaching behind her head, she unclasped her hair, letting her long silken raven locks cascade across her shoulders, breasts and back, the darkness of her tresses contrasting with her alabaster flesh; her skin had a porcelain, almost flawless appeal to it. her ivory skin and ebony locks really made her sapphire eyes stand out, the slight flush to her cheeks enhancing them even more, giving herself an almost angelic quality. Innocent. Virginal. Jess walked quietly over to the sunken-in garden tub and started her water, adjusting the temperature before adding her milky bubble bath, Julep oil, and rose petals for added beauty and serenity. After she had her bath started, she grabbed a towel down from the cupboard and set it down on the counter beside her CD player. Turning it on, Jess inserted her relaxation disc and put it on one of her favorite classical pieces to relax to, Johann Sebastian Bach's Overture No. 3 in D major, and selected repeat before walking back over to the tub. With the tub nearly full, she turned off the steamy water and gingerly slipped into the water slowly, as to allow her body to get used to the temperature of her bath. Easing back, Jess rested her head on the back of the tub, relaxing in the water as she closed her eyes and allowed her mind and thoughts to drift away as she listened to the music playing softly in the distance. Jess let out a soft sigh of contentment. This is what she loved most about her home, the large garden tub, it was her own little oasis, a haven, her place to go and escape the world's atrocities and just be herself and not have to worry about anything. Save, maybe the water getting cold. After soaking for a good thirty minutes the water turned tepid and Jess released the plug, allowing the water to drain as she slowly eased herself up to stand. As she stood, the milky water cascaded across her skin, almost blending with her alabaster complexion, the crimson rose petals adding color to montage. Jess reached for her towel and began to pat herself dry before stepping out of the tub. Wringing out her long raven locks, she quickly twisted her hair back and clasped it in place. Hanging up her towel, Jess reached and picked up her discarded clothing before turning her music off and heading for the door. As she opened the bathroom door she was welcomed by the cool breeze coming in from her hall window she had cracked open when she got home. Slightly shivering, she walked down the hall to her bedroom and placed her laundry in her laundry basket before walking to her closet to pick out something to wear. Seeing as how she lived alone, she decided on her red lace and silk chemise negligee. With the lace on the top portion of the negligee, her alabaster skin showed through adding contrast, and the satin of the chemise flattered her curves, hugging her in all the right places. she loved the way the cool silk glided over her fevered flesh, sending small waves of pleasure coursing through her. The sensations of the satin caressing her skin sent feelings of wild eroticism flowing throughout her senses. Jess pulled down the satin sheets of her four-poster bed and turned on her small lamp on the bedside table before turning off the main light and curling up on the bed. she gently lay back, her raven locks splayed across her pillow in a sensuous disarray as she closed her eyes and though of Lady Arianne. She was utterly beautiful in every sense, a Goddess in modern times. she imagined Her here with her, in her room, her bed, the thought of the latter caused her panties to dampen. she envisioned Her standing here, with Her raven hair smoothed back, her beautiful complexion radiating, Her lips painted a crimson red and pursed into a delectable pout as Her eyes, ablaze with lust, desire, and ravenous hunger swept over her body, spread like a wanton feast before Her. Jess licked her lips and felt her breathing quicken as her fantasy continued. she was lying there bound; her wrists in manacles and stretched out toward the posts of her four-poster bed, her ankles in fetters, also spread wide and attached to the posts of her bed. "Mmm, you look like a delicious feast, prey. I shall enjoy ravishing you." Arianne said as a grin danced across Her face as She glided forward and took Her crop in hand. She allowed the crop to skim across her flesh, enjoying her body's responses. She smiled when Jess's body involuntarily arched and writhed as She ran the crop across her breasts and administered a sharp thwack to her nipples. Immediately her nipples hardened and she moaned softly, her back arching from the mattress. "Thank You, Mistress," she softly moaned. Stepping closer to Her prey, She removed Her long cloak and draped it across her dresser, revealing that She wore only a leather corset which began just under Her breasts, allowing them to rest freely over the leather, and ended just at Her waistline. She had the most beautiful breasts that she had ever seen, Her entire body was beautiful and perfect, enough to make Aphrodite Herself jealous with envy. Jess licked her lips in anticipation, she wanted Her to use her, to take her, to take all of her and make her Hers. Easing up unto the mattress, Arianne pulled out a long crimson satin scarf. Jess's eyes widened slightly, curious as to what use She would find for the scarf. Straddling her waist, She trailed Her hand slowly over her ribs and over her breasts to her neck, raising her head slightly as She placed the scarf beneath her, and crossed it over her neck so that it went all the way around her neck once, but still was long enough for Her to wrap around Her hands and have slack when She wasn't pulling it taut. Jess looked at Her wide-eyed, not sure of what She'd do next. "I am using this satin scarf as a garrote, bitch. It is used to control your breathing, which will heighten the experience for Me. you will breath when I allow you to breath." "Yes Mistress." Jess whispered softly. Lady Arianne wound the scarf around Her hands and pulled slightly, letting her get a taste of the power She held. Slowly, She licked a hot, wet trail across her neck and collarbone, feeling her pulse pound beneath the surface of her flesh. Jess felt as though her blood was boiling as the heat within her mounted and she could feel the definite moisture growing between her thighs, her arousing scent wafting through the air. She raised up and sampled the air, Her nostrils twitched slightly, then relaxed. "Mmm, it is enjoying this...I can smell it's feminine musk from here, bitch." Jess let out a soft whimper and arched up, aching for Her to touch her. "Please, take me, make me Yours." "Oh you will be Mine, that is for certain. your ass, cunt, all of you will be Mine. you will serve Me until death, whore." She commanded as She lowered Herself so that She was resting on Her stomach between her thighs. Her eyes burned into hers as She intertwined Her fingers on the waistband of her panties, the scant silk barrier that hid Her prize. With a quick pull, She ripped her panties from her body and smiled when she gazed upon the shaved mons of Her prey, just how She required. "Good girl, you're shaved." No sooner had the words left Her lips, She dove between her thighs and started licking her vulva, taking her folds into Her mouth, tasting her sweetness on Her tongue. Mmm, she tasted so sweet, She gloried in the honey She found there. Her own excitement mounted and She relaxed Her jaw and allowed Her incisors to come down from the roof of Her mouth, She was going to enjoy this slut. In a single bite, Her canines sliced the soft flesh of her inner thigh and Her anticoagulant and anesthetic saliva flowed over the wound as the slut's blood came to the surface and flowed across Her tongue. 'Mmmm...Fuckkk...' She thought as She sampled her, not only did she taste sweet, she also tasted pure. A taste She lavished like it was ambrosia. She raised Her head and looked at Her wanton bitch lying there smiling at Her, her mind foggy. She smiled back at Her prey and returned to her luscious little cunt, flicking Her tongue over her clitoris. She worked a finger inside the bitch's gash and started to slowly finger-fuck her as She continued to lap at her cunt, enjoying her taste. Jess moaned and arched under Her touch, sensations flooding inside her, it felt so good, she didn't know how much more she could take before losing control. Arianne raised Her eyes meeting Her prey's from between her thighs, She smiled and allowed a hint of fangs to be visible to the bitch. She continued to stroke Her finger, going deeper inside her sex with each thrust. The slut was Hers, now and eternally. Wanting to savor the bitch's taste again, She lapped Her tongue over her delicious clit, and began sucking, rolling it between Her lips. Jess gasped and her body tensed and she arched up, her back raising from the mattress, feeling her orgasm within reach. she began thrashing her head from side to side, her fists twisting in the satin sheets as She relentlessly sucked her clitoris. She could feel her body tensing and knew her orgasm was close as She slipped in another finger into her cunt and smiled as her muscles clenched Her fingers. She increased the tempo even faster and pushed harder and deeper into the bitch's gash, as She sucked on her clit. Jess cried out, a throaty moan, almost animal-like ripped from her chest as her climax flooded her senses. her thighs trembled, her body shook as she fisted the satin sheets, arching under Her skillful fingers and tongue. Arianne pierced her femoral artery with both incisors and released Her poison. Her poison surged throughout her bloodstream like fire in her veins. The heat rising and centering on her cunt, turning her from her naive self into Her wanton bitch to serve Her. Jess moaned feeling Her poison surging through her and looked at Her with passion-filled, sapphire eyes, she was ready to serve Her. She smiled at Her transformation slave and released Her prey from her restraints, allowing her to come to Her. Jess came to Her and took Her nipple into her mouth, suckling intently, and was overcome by the powerfully erotic taste of Her in her mouth. she slowly trailed her hand down Her side, across Her thigh and cupped Her sex and entered two fingers inside Her, and moaned softly against Her breast when she felt how hot and wet She was. Arianne raised Her bitch from Her breast by her hair and commanded her to fist fuck Her. Doing as she was told, she put her fingers together and slid her hand, up to her wrist, deep inside Her. she worked her hand in and out of her slowly and carefully. She smiled at Her prey, reassuring her. Jess smiled back, she loved how She thrashed back and forth and moaned in pleasure. Reassured by Her smile and obvious enjoyment, she went back to suckling Her breast, nibbling and slightly pulling on Her nipple as she continued to move her fist rhythmically in and out of Her. Arianne threw back Her head and let Her gaze dwell on the canopy of Her bitch's four-poster bed, as She underwent the profoundest experience of ecstasy She had ever encountered. She had attained that supreme degree of sensibility where the divine intimations of pleasure merged with the impassioned sensuality of emotion. She felt the numbness climbing Her legs as the sublime mixture of pleasure and pain from Her prey's nibbling of Her nipple and the intense inner fire from her fist fucking surged through Her. She pulled Her bitch closer and moved her head to the side, seeing her vein pulsing, She closed Her mouth over her neck and bit down, piercing deep into Her prey's soft neck and fed as She orgasmed. Lady Arianne's Domain Jess awoke with a start, her breathing labored, her body slightly trembling and covered in a light sweat. That was some dream, she thought as she giggled, feeling the dampness between her thighs. her giggle came to a sudden halt when she looked over and there beside her lay a long crimson silk scarf, just like in her dream. Panic surged through her, how had it gotten here? It had just been a dream, hadn't it? Frantically, she scrambled out of her bed and rushed unto her bathroom, turning on the light. her thoughts were confirmed when she looked into the mirror, and there, clear as day, were two distinct puncture wounds on her neck. "Oh my God," she whispered. How? How had She found out where she lived? Gotten into her house? Questions flooded her mind. Jess shook her head trying to clear her thoughts. "Just relax, there has to be some kind of reasonable explanation." she muttered, trying to soothe her troubled mind. Quietly, she searched her house, other than the scarf and the wounds to her neck there was no evidence that She had been there. Jess glanced at the clock. shit, it was five in the morning. she was off today and could sleep in, but she was too rattled to sleep. Suddenly it hit her, the window. She must have come in through the window. Running to the hallway outside the bathroom, sure enough, the window she had opened the night before was still open, and there lying on the windowsill was an envelope. Where'd this come from? Picking it up, her hands trembled as she opened it and stared at it's contents. Inside she found her ripped panties, damp from her desire, the ones she had worn to bed last night. Frustrated, she tossed them in the bathroom trash, and noticed there was also a note inside the envelope. she stared in a trance-like state as she read the note, her fingers trembling. Kisses pussyslave, it is all Hers now, all of it is Hers. it is forbidden to cum until W/we are together again. Disobey, and She will know, and it will be punished. it is Her prey, now and eternally. ~Mistress Arianne~ So she hadn't been dreaming, She had been here. The thought scared her, but also aroused her. she knew that it had felt so real, but to find out it wasn't a dream at all, but a reality shocked her. she had never came so hard in all her life, like she had last night. she smiled at the thought of how much pleasure She had given her. she knew then, she had to see Her again. And she did. All that was three years ago, a long time for some, but for her it seemed as if it were yesterday. her pleasant memories were interrupted as she overheard the two doctors talking to each other across the room from her, discussing her condition. she laid quietly, mimicking sleep, as she listened to them. "Well considering the whip and ligature marks, it's no stretch to say it was a violent attack." The younger doctor said to the older one. "Yeah, but some of those scars on her back are years old. Some are fresh." "So what are we looking at? Rape? Multiple sexual assaults?" "Well, her body's a road map of abuse. Here's a woman who's been beaten on a regular basis, but look at the care she's lavished on herself. Manicured fingernails, manicured toenails. Perfect teeth, hair." "There's something else, too. She had some odd scarring on the inside of her nose. Some small red circles." "Well, the paycheck stub from inside her personal effects that was on her when she was brought in show that she worked in a sex club. It could be caused by anything." "Like a straw?" "Maybe I lack imagination, but why would you need a straw in a sex club?" The older doctor questioned. "Well, it's not a sex club, actually. It's a fetish club." "There's a difference?" "Like a straw is not just used for sipping Mint Juleps." "Cocaine?" "Air," the younger doctor corrected. The doctor's conversation was interrupted by the young police woman who walked in, even though Jess's eyes were closed she could sense who it was, it was the officer who had brought her in. "Has she spoken to either of you about what happened?" She asked the doctors. "No, she's resting. She's been through a lot, we're letting her rest." "Okay, well did I hear you say you found out where she worked? I need to check in to all possibilities. Usually when things like this happen, it's someone the victim knew." "Uh, yeah. Here, here's the address. It's a local fetish club. Lady Arianne's Domain." "A fetish club, huh? Hmm, wouldn't have guessed that by looking at her, she looks like an average business woman to me." "Yeah, well not everyone in the leather community makes it obvious to just anyone, in fact most don't." The older doctor and the police woman both looked quizzically at the younger doctor. "What?" He shrugged off their questioning looks. "Oh nothing, just seems you know quite a bit about this sort of thing." The older doctor replied. "Yeah, well I had a kinky girlfriend in med school." "Ahh..."the police woman laughed. "Thank you for the address, I'll check it out." With the address in hand, she made her way down the emergency room halls to the lobby. She informed her partner waiting there that she was going to check the victim's workplace and for her to stay there incase the girl woke up, so she could question her. It's always best to question them when the details are fresh in their minds. When she knocked on the door at Lady Arianne's Domain, she was surprised at how quickly the door was answered. "Hello, Welcome to Lady Arianne's Domain. May i help You Ma'am?" the girl politely greeted her. "Yes, I need to speak with Lady Arianne, please." "Do You have an appointment, Ma'am?" The officer flipped out her badge. "I don't need one." "Um, yes Ma'am. Please come in, i will let Mistress know You are here to see Her." The girl ushered her inside and shut the door and led her down the hall. "Please, wait here Ma'am, i will let Her know You are here." She nodded to the girl and looked around, taking in her surroundings. The girl quietly knocked on the door to Arianne's office and entered, shutting the door quietly behind her once she heard her Mistress tell her to come in. "Mistress, i am deeply sorry for disturbing You. There is a police woman here, she said she needed to speak with You, Mistress." Arianne nodded. "Okay, let her in, and get some tea, girl." "Yes Mistress." The girl replied, walking back to the door. Slipping out the doorway, she faced the officer. "Mistress will see You now, Ma'am." She nodded. "Thank you." "You're welcome, Ma'am." Arianne stood and extended Her arm, gesturing toward the chair. "Come on in. Please, make yourself comfortable." "Thank You." "How may I help You officer..." "Detective Blake. I am here about an employee of Yours, Jess Williams." "Ohh? Is she in some sort of trouble?" She questioned, curious as to why the police would be involved with Her prey. "No, she is not in trouble. A neighbor discovered her in a serious condition outside her home. We believe she was raped and beaten." "You believe?" "Well, she hasn't woke yet for us to take her actual statement of what happened exactly." "I see." She nodded. "I have never had one of My girls seriously hurt before." "You don't seem very upset about it." Detective Blake pressed. "What you see, and what I feel, are two different things." Detective Blake nodded, her next statement interrupted by a light knocking at the door. "That would be the tea. Come in, girl." In walked the girl who had opened the door to her when she arrived carrying an exquisite silver serving trap with a tea pitcher and two tea cups, along with cream and sugar. The girl quietly entered the room and gently sat the serving tray on the table and made her Mistress's tea the way she knew She wanted it and carefully walked over to Her and got on her knees and handed it to Her, then quietly bowed. "Good girl, now see how O/our guest would like her tea." "Yes Mistress." Then the girl quietly stood and went to her. "How would You like Your tea, Ma'am?" "Just a little bit of sugar, thank you." "Yes, Ma'am." With that, the girl poured her tea, careful not to spill any, and put in a teaspoon of sugar and stirred it, then placed the spoon quietly on the serving tray and started toward her. As before, she knelt and handed the cup to her then politely bowed. "Thank you." "You're very welcome, Ma'am." "Good girl, you are excused now." Arianne smiled to the girl. "Yes, Mistress. Would You like me to leave the tea?" "Yes, that is fine. Thank you." The girl nodded and softly walked out the door and gently shut the door behind her. Detective Blake looked around Her office, staring in awe at the different "tools" of Her trade that She had displayed on Her walls--whips, crops, paddles, chains and masks just to name a few. Her thoughts were interrupted when She spoke. "Does all this fascinate you?" "Yes. I find all deviant behavior fascinating in that, to understand our human nature, we have to understand out aberrations." Arianne smirked. "And you think what goes on here is aberrant?" "I would say that whip marks and ligature contusions on a young woman are aberrant. Wouldn't You?" The detective pressed. Her gaze turned slightly more serious. "Every job has its peculiar hazards, Detective Blake. Rock stars damage their eardrums. Football players ruin their knees. In this business, it's scars. But no one who works for Me has ever sustained serious injury." "Jess has, she's in the hospital." "Not because she works here, that's your assumption." She frowned annoyed by her accusations. "What happens here isn't about violence. It's about challenging preconceived notions of Victorian normalcy. Bringing people's fantasies to life. Making them real and acceptable." "Like the theater." "It's the people who don't come to places like this that I worry about. The ones who don't have an outlet. Say...someone like yourself." "Oh, I have outlets. I read. I study criminology. I sometimes even go dancing." Detective Blake quickly countered. "And your sex life?" She probed, amused by her denial. "It doesn't involve going to the theater." "In My experience, Detective Blake, some women go to the theater...some women are the theater. Either way, what I offer here is a chance for those fantasies to be played out safely." Detective Blake nodded. "Well in Jess's purse she had a piece of paper with two names on it, I searched and found a photograph. Have You seen either of these two people?" Arianne glanced at the photograph. "Not the husband, but I have seen the wife." "I didn't say they were married." She smiled. "It's obvious. Look at the way he's clenching Her hand with both of his, and leaning toward Her. And see how She's twisting away presenting Herself to the wealthy Alpha female? She's insensitive; he's insecure. That's a setup for matrimony, not passion. She wants the Dominant female to chose Her so that She can stop being Dominant." "You're very good. You could work for me." Arianne laughed. "You want to be My boss?" "You never know, we both might learn something." "Oh, I'm sure of that." She smirked. "So what is Jess's job here?" "Jess is a Dominant to her clients, but she is My submissive. O/our work enabled her to find a partner there for a while." "But she chose a woman who didn't understand the dynamics of a Dominant/submissive relationship." "Yes. Unfortunately, the language W/we speak in here doesn't always translate to the world out there." "No, it doesn't. In here, the submissive has the power. All she has to do is say the safety word, and everything stops." "Very good, Detective Blake." She smiled at how quickly she was learning. "More tea?" "I'm fine, thank You. What did You consider this? A little civility before work, I think?" "Or a ritual to put U/us at ease. Or how about 'In custom and ceremony are innocence and beauty born.'" "Yeats...'Prayer for my daughter.'" "Or O/our morning." "Did Jess work here yesterday?" "Yes, she did." "Did You hear any strange noises? Screams?" Arianne laughed softly. "It's when I don't hear screams that I start to worry." "Well, then can You tell me what time she got off?" She smiled. "Knowing Jess, every couple of hours, she enjoys her work." Seeing her obvious discomfort She answered her question. "her last client was at 11:00, so she would have left by midnight." Detective Blake looked at Her in awed wonder. "Go ahead, ask. 'How can I do this for a living?'" "Oh, that's not what I was thinking. How much does this place clear a week?" "Ten grand." Blake raised her eyebrows. "I'm not with the IRS." "Okay, twenty." "Wow, I don't make that in three months." "Sex pays a lot better than law enforcement." "Plus the outfits are better," she teased. "You got a good thing going here. And the best part is, these guys think getting slapped around and being humiliated is their fantasy." Arianne laughed. "Yes." "How long has Jess been working here?" "she came to Me three years ago in a state of confusion. I helped clarify her need for Dominance. You see she is Dominant with her clients, but deep inside, she has the desire to be Dominated. I help her with that, which also helps her to better Dominate her clients." "That makes sense." "Like I have told her, there are a lot of things you can give a person--your body, your time, even you heart. But the one thing you can never, ever, ever let go of is your power. Being a Dominant is just about knowing Yourself, being strong, and not taking any crap from powerful jerks who are used to giving it all day long." Detective Blake giggled softly. "I understand that. Law enforcement is still considered by many to be a man's job." "So how do you survive?" "By knowing myself, and working hard...and by not taking any crap from powerful jerks who are used to giving it all day." Arianne smiled. "Good." "Well, I'm needing to get back to the hospital, see if Jess has woke yet. It's always best to question the victim when the details are still fresh in their mind." Arianne nodded. "Of course, I'll see you out." "Thanks." Detective Blake followed Arianne out of Her office and down the hall to the main door. Before leaving, she turned to face Her. "Thanks again for all Your help." "Anytime." She smiled. Walking toward Jess's hospital room, Detective Blake told her partner the information she had learned from Arianne. "So she is a Dominatrix at the club. But my guess is she is a switch for her off-the-book clients." Her partner nodded. "The doctors found an interesting piece of material stuck to one of her wounds." "What was it?" "Liquid latex." "Ahh..." "Also, I already questioned her." "And?" "Well, she said that the Woman who did this to her made her wear the liquid latex every time that She paid to humiliate her." "Why would She do that?" "Well, in fetish club terms, to Her she was a slave. The Woman would put a mask over her face, and cover her body in liquid latex. She made her into nothing. Only Her last appointment She got carried away." "Yeah, I'd say so. Did she say who did it?" "No, she wouldn't say. she just keeps asking for her Mistress. I take it that is her boss? This Lady Arianne you went and saw?" "Yes." "And? You think She checks out?" "Well, I don't think She did it if that's what you mean." "Okay. Well, I still think we should bring Her in for formal questioning." Officer Anderson walked back into the interrogation room, where Lady Arianne sat waiting, slightly annoyed. "So Lady Arianne...why don't we make this easy." "I could help you with your inadequacy." "You know I'd like that Lady A. I really would like to better understand my role as a detective." Officer Anderson replied smartly. "But You know what really gets me wild? The truth. You think You're up for that?" "I've told you everything I know." She stood and walked over to the two-way mirror, where She knew Detective Blake would be watching, listening. "I'm disappointed in you. But not surprised. You fear Me...because I've committed the one unforgivable act...I know you. But I know in your heart you don't believe I did this." After the questioning was over Detective Blake walked up to Arianne and spoke quietly. "I owe You an apology." Arianne spoke grimly. "Apologies are just words." Then She turned and walked out of the police station. Detective Blake sighed. She was right. Apologies are just words, but she was doing her job, she didn't have any choice. But She was right, she didn't believe She had done it. Needing to get down to the bottom of this, she decided to go back to the hospital and question Jess herself. "Jess, I need you to tell me what happened. I understand this may be difficult, but I need to ask you while the details are still fresh in your mind." Jess nodded. "I understand that, but I've already talked to your partner." "I know that, but Anderson, well...she's not exactly sympathetic." "You can say that again." Jess scoffed. "I'm sorry about that. I wanted to question you myself, but I was talking with your Mistress at the time." "You've talked to my Mistress?" "Yes." Jess lowered her head and her gaze fell to the floor. "So She knows what happened to me." she said, her voice showing her raw emotions of shame. "She knows that you were hurt, yes. She doesn't know the details. She seemed concerned." Jess nodded and tears fell silently from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks, she winced when the saline in her tears ran over the fresh cut across her cheek. "It would really help if you could tell me what happened." Jess sighed. "Okay. Well, I was seeing one of my off-the-book clients. Usually I Dominate my clients, but this client wanted to Dominate me, and well, for some reason I agreed. I have had a few sessions with Her, they always went okay; nothing like this." she choked on a sob. Detective Blake placed her hand over Jess's. "It's ok. you are safe now." Jess nodded and continued. "She liked to put a mask over my head, with straws to control my breathing. She also painted my body in liquid latex and would lash me and Dominate me. Well for some reason, I don't know why, this time was different. She didn't stop, even when I used the safe word. She just kept beating me. I was chained, so there was no where for me to go. She object raped me, and then put Her fingers over the straws. She must have done it until I passed out, because the only thing I remember after that is you covering me with a blanket and putting me into the ambulance to come here." Detective Blake nodded and lightly squeezed her hand. "Thank you for telling me. I know that was hard for you. Now, this is important, do you know the name of the Woman who did this to you?" Jess nodded. "Yes." After she told her who it was, Detective Blake hurried down to the police station and got her partner to go and pick up the suspect. This time Detective Blake wanted to do the interrogation, she wanted to see the bitch who had done this face-to-face. "So, since You think she didn't obey You by not leaving her Mistress of three years for You, You thought You'd teach her a lesson?" Detective Blake spat furiously. "You couldn't make her do what You wanted. All that time at Lady Arianne's and You never learned that the submissive is the one in control?" "I told her to leave Her." The Woman said again. "Well, where You're going, You'll get plenty of experience being someone else's bitch." With that, she stormed out of the interrogation office. "Book Her." She told her partner. "With pleasure." Jess gathered her things and started out of the hospital room to the lobby, where she ran into Detective Blake. Lady Arianne's Domain "Detective Blake, what are you doing here?" "I wanted to check up on you, see how you were doing. I see you are being released, that's good." "Yeah, most of my wounds are healed now. No permanent damage." "That's good." "Yeah." "Well, I uh...wanted to make sure you were alright." "Yeah, you've said that." "Oh, right. I did. Well, uh...do you need a ride? I could give you one." "Sure, thanks." "No problem." "I started working on something for my Mistress yesterday. You want to hear it?" "Sure." "Okay, it's not much so far, but here it goes...With eyes afire, i am drawn. i am drawn to Her, like a moth to a flame. She starts to leave me now, unbound. The day is not far off. Softly i whisper to Her, Stay tonight. W/we'll watch the full moon rising. Hold on tight. The sky is breaking. i don't ever want to be alone, with all my darkest dreaming. Hold me close..." "That's good, really good." Detective Blake smiled to her. Jess softly smiled back. "Thanks." "you're welcome. So, where do you want to go? To your house?" "Um, actually, if you don't mind, could you drop me off at my Mistress's? She deserves to hear from me what happened." Detective Blake nodded. "Sure. I understand that." "Thanks, I really appreciate it." "Not a problem." As they pulled in the driveway to Lady Arianne's Domain, Jess let out a soft sigh. It felt good to be back where she felt at home; she had missed her Mistress and was anxious to see Her. "We're here," She said as she put the patrol car into park. "Would you like me to walk you to the door?" "You can if you like, Detective Blake." "Sure, I don't mind. And my name is Alexia." Jess nodded and smiled softly. "Thanks, Alexia." "you're welcome." She said as she opened her door and stepped out of the patrol car. Jess started walking up the gravel path with Alexia toward the castle's main door. Before they reached the door, Alexia softly grabbed Jess's arm and turned her toward her. "I've been wanting to ask you something..." Jess looked into her eyes softly. "Yes?" "Well, I know there are probably many things I don't understand about your line of work, and your relationship to your Mistress, but do you really enjoy all that is done to you? I mean, I've seen the scars on your body at the hospital..." She asked, her voice trailing off. Jess smiled. "Yes, there are probably some things you don't understand. I don't feel abused, if that is what you mean. I guess some would consider me to be somewhat of a masochist. I enjoy my relationship to Arianne. She is my Mistress, I love, honor and obey Her. The things that go on inside these walls aren't just for sexual gratification, it's much more than that. What many people don't understand is that BDSM isn't just sexual; it's a way of life. I learn from my punishments. They are meant to teach, to grow from them, to better myself from them." Alexia nodded. "That makes sense." She kicked some gravel with the toe of her boot before continuing. "I know technically I am not supposed to do this, but would you like to go out sometime? For drinks or dinner or something?" Jess smiled softly. "I would have to ask my Mistress if it is okay first. I hope you understand." "Oh, yeah. Sure, I wouldn't want you in trouble." "Thanks." "Sure." Alexia said as she started to walk up the steps to the castle and knocked on the door. A moment later the door opened and they were greeted by Arianne. Jess smiled and rushed to her Mistress and knelt at Her feet and gently threw her arms around Her leg, hugging closely. "Mistress!" Arianne smiled down to Her prey, happy to see her, and looking well. "Stand up, prey." "Yes, Mistress." Jess whispered softly as she got up to her feet and stood next to Her, her face slightly downcast, eyes to the ground. Arianne placed Her hand under her chin and lifted her to face Her, looking into her eyes. "I'm glad to see you are feeling better." She smiled softly to Her prey, seeing her emotions playing across her face. She sensed her need for comfort and was happy to offer it to her. "Come here." She said, opening Her arms to her. Jess smiled, tears stinging her eyes and softly muttered thank You and gently wrapped her arms around her Mistress, feeling comforted by Her touch. Arianne ran Her fingers through her hair and gently kissed her before turning to Detective Blake. "Thank you for bringing Jess here." "You're welcome, I figured she could use the ride. I was wondering, if it was alright with You, if I could take Jess out for a drink or dinner sometime." "You may, if she would like." "Thank You." Arianne nodded. "Thank You, Mistress, for allowing me to go sometime." "you're welcome." "i've missed You, Mistress." "I've missed you as well." Jess smiled and gently kissed her Mistress. "Well, I'm needing to go; I'm on duty." "Sure, take care Detective Blake." Arianne said cordially. "Take care and be well, Alexia." Jess said softly. "Thanks, you too, B/both of Y/you." "W/we will." Arianne said, smiling to Her prey. Jess smiled back at Her. After she pulled out of the driveway, Arianne escorted her inside and shut the door. "Mistress i want You to hear from me what happened." "It's okay prey, you don't have to discuss it if you don't want. I understand you have been through an ordeal. I am here for you if you need Me, you know that." "Yes, Mistress. i know, but You deserve to know what happened." Arianne nodded. "Let's talk about it in My room, prey." "Yes, Mistress." Jess said, following Her to Her room. Once inside Her room, Arianne sat in Her chair. Jess quickly knelt at Her feet where she belonged and bent forward and kissed Her patent black leather boots. "Good girl." Jess smiled softly up to her Mistress. "Thank You, Mistress." Arianne sat quietly listening to Her prey telling Her everything that had happened, not leaving out anything. She was saddened by what had happened to Her prey, and caressed her lovingly. "I'm sorry that happened, prey. Thank you for telling Me." "You're always welcome, Mistress." Jess whispered softly as she gently rest her cheek on Her knee, feeling soothed, calm and safe by her Mistress's caresses. "I want you to know I understand if you need some time, and I am here for you." Jess smiled softly. "Thank You, Mistress. i know You are here for me, and i appreciate that. i appreciate all that You do for me. i am okay, i have You, Mistress, that's all i need; i don't need time, i am Yours and happy to serve You." Arianne smiled down to Her prey and admired her strength and courage to move past what had happened to her. "Are you sure you are ready?" Jess lifted her head to look her Mistress in the eyes. "Yes, Mistress. i am ready." She brushed her hair aside from her face and tucked it gently behind her ear, then brought Her hand under her chin and started to pull her up to her knees. "Come here, prey." Jess smiled to her Mistress, her sapphire eyes sparkling. "Yes, Mistress." she whispered as she raised herself up to her knees and gently brought herself closer to Her, leaning across Her slightly as she raised Her skirt. Arianne smiled down to Her prey, seeing the desire ablaze in her eyes, and parted Her thighs for Her bitch. "Good girl." Needing nothing more to encourage her, Jess slid Her skirt up higher exposing Her thighs and sex. Gently, she parted Her folds and lowered her face between Her thighs; smelling Her aroused scent she licked her lips and smiled. Looking up at her Mistress, she slowly licked a hot, wet trail up and down Her slit. Arianne arched in Her chair slightly and let out a pleasured sigh as She ran Her fingers through Her bitch's long raven locks. Seeing her Mistress's pleasure, she continued lapping at Her vulva and labia, mouthing Her folds, savoring Her delicious taste on her tongue. Jess reached around her Mistress's thighs and gently grasped Her hips, sliding Her slightly forward as she flicked her tongue over Her clitoris, urging it from it's hood. "Mmmm..." She moaned as Jess took Her clit between her lips, rolling it between them as she nuzzled her face deeper against Her sex. She threw Her head back, and Her back arched in response as She pressed Her bitch's face deeper into Her sex as She bucked and arched against her sweet little tongue. Oh how She loved her pink little tongue, and the pleasure it brought. Jess sucked needily on her Mistress's clit as she worked a finger inside Her, loving how She thrashed from her pleasing Her. Seeing her Mistress's need growing, she slide another finger inside Her hot, wet pussy and nibbled Her clitoris, gently pulling. "Ohhh..."She cried out in a guttural, animal-like moan as She bucked harder and faster against her tongue. she continued to thrust her fingers deep and fast into Her sex as she lapped Her clit, rolling it in circles beneath her tongue. As she felt Her body tense and Her muscles contract around her thrusting fingers, she knew her Mistress was close to orgasm. Slowly, she let her tongue glide across Her slit and to Her dark star rim. She moaned and panted as she began to circle Her star with her hot, wet tongue and pressed her tongue inside Her ass, circling inside Her. she twirled her tongue inside Her, climbing Her anal walls, caressing them as she thrust her fingers deeper and harder inside Her sex. Arianne's thighs trembled and Her whole body shook uncontrollably as She rode Her orgasm, wave after wave as it flowed over Her. "Aaahhhh...." She moaned loudly as Her orgasm hit Her with such force, She felt momentarily breathless. Jess slowed her thrusting fingers as she lapped her Mistress's precious nectar flowing from Her; she took Her clitoris between her lips and sucked, milking every last drop of desire from Her, savoring it. she lapped her tongue over Her folds and creases and dark star rim, not wasting a single drop of Her delicious juices. After she finished cleaning Her, she looked up at her Mistress with glazed sapphire eyes, drunk with passion, and smiled. Arianne smiled down to Her prey, she gave Her so much pleasure She felt utterly exhausted. Jess gave Her a knowing smile as she raised up and kissed her Mistress hungrily. She kissed her back just as ravenously, and moaned into her mouth, tasting Her essence on her tongue. Parting from T/their kiss, Arianne smiled sleepily at Her bitch. "you've utterly exhausted Me, prey." She whispered almost breathlessly. Jess giggled softly and smiled. "Thank You, Mistress. Making up for lost times, i haven't seen You in four days." She laughed softly and pulled her close to Her, caressing her cheek. "Come, it's time for bed." She said as She raised up from Her chair, and smiled as She realized how shaky and weak Her legs felt. "Yes, Mistress." she said smiling as she stood and helped her Mistress over to Her bed. "Would You like me to chain myself to Your bed, Mistress, since You are so tired?" Arianne smiled at Her prey. "No. Not tonight. Tonight, you sleep with Me." She said smiling. Jess looked at her Mistress in amazed wonder, in the whole three years She had never asked her to sleep in Her bed with her in the whole three years She'd owned her, and she was not about to turn down the offer. "Yes, Mistress." she smiled happily. Arianne smiled back as She removed Her blouse and skirt, letting them fall carelessly to the floor. When Jess went to pick them up, She stopped her. "Don't worry about it for tonight." She said as She pulled back the satin sheets and slid between them, the crimson of the satin making Her nude alabaster skin stand out beautifully. "Okay, Mistress." Jess said as she removed her own blouse and skirt and put them in a neat pile beside the bed, and slid in between the sheets next to her Mistress. "Come closer." She whispered sleepily. Jess smiled at Her invitation, and loved the closeness she felt, as she nuzzled against Her. Arianne pulled her slightly closer and wrapped Her thigh over hers and brushed her raven hair from her face so She could see her sparkling sapphire eyes. The silver moonlight spilled through Her room and cascaded over her alabaster skin, making her seem to glow in an angelic light. She smiled at her, she smiled back and felt a lump forming in the back of her throat. "Mistress..." "Hmmm?" She replied sleepily. "There is something i've been wanting to tell You...i love You." Arianne smiled at her and whispered softly to her. "I love you, too." Jess's fears subsided and relief flooded over her when she heard her Mistress say those three little words she had been wanting to say to Her for so long, and loved hearing Her say them back. she felt tears burning her eyes and let them fall, unashamed. They were tears of happiness. She gently kissed her tears away and held her in Her arms. Jess rest her head over Her breast and her breathing slowed and mimicked the rhythm of Her heart beat. she let out a soft sigh of contentment as she felt herself drifting off into a peaceful sleep in her Mistress's arms.