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by Darkscribe


  “He’s not leaving this all behind Nic; he’s just not going to be as involved as he once was. As far as YOU are concerned lady, if I were you I wouldn’t make any plans to do anything other than be with him for the next two hundred years!”

  He grinned at her his best little boy smile, and Nicole felt her insides give a jump. Christopher took her elbow.

  “Come lady Angel, let’s have some fun!” and led her back into the crowd at the foot of the stairs.

  Looking up, Nicole saw a familiar figure on the second tier. Jenny was frantically fucking – with a strap-on – a slim red-headed girl who was dangling from a palm tree, whilst a man she didn’t know was flogging the same girl with a large double-forked whip. As Nicole watched the girl threw back her head and opened her mouth in a silent scream; whereupon Jenny started jumping about in glee and hugging the man. A member of staff stepped forward and handed them a large key, and they both scuttled down the tier to the gate that led up to the next level. As they passed through, Jenny must have sensed eyes on her and looked down. When she saw Nicole, she waved madly and blew exaggerated kisses until the man grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the next “test”. Nicole laughed as Jenny gave one more wave, then set about discovering just what the large black guy hanging upside down from the walls needed.

  A familiar arm wound around her waist.

  “I see your companion is doing well!” DL winked down at her, “don’t worry about her, I had that guy checked out and he has a good reputation and seems genuine.”

  “Thank you my Lord.” Nicole smiled.

  “It was nothing my lady, I needed to be sure you were all mine tonight!”

  *

  They danced and laughed, exchanged stories and anecdotes about and with those around them, only taking a breather when they slipped out of a fire door, so that Nicole could ease her nicotine craving. She noticed that DL had a slight frown when she lit another cigarette, so promised for the three-millionth and one time that she would give up. She looked at him as he spoke to one of the staff to arrange more drinks. Christopher was right; he DID seem like a different man tonight. The edge in him had gone, and he was enjoying the Ball as much as everyone else. He turned and saw her watching him, and instead of his usual raised eyebrow, he gave her a big smile. It was at that moment that Nicole knew that she loved him. He walked over and put out his hand.

  “Come on Nics, I’ve just had a report that someone is near the top of the Tower, so everyone is watching to see if they make it!”

  They went back into the club, and Nicole saw that all the dancers were looking up at the Tower so craned her neck to see who it was.

  She saw straight away it was Jenny and her partner. Their last “test” was a huge woman hanging by her wrists with her ankles spread by a bar. Jenny’s partner was on his knees in front of the woman, easing his not-inconsiderable fist into her pussy, while jenny had somehow clambered up the wall so that she could swing herself across, to straddle the woman’s face. As the crowd watched, Jenny began to grind herself against the quivering woman while her partner repeatedly rammed his fist into her. Nicole would swear for months to come she could hear the scream of the large woman above the music as Jenny’s partner pushed his fist into her almost up to his elbow. Seconds later Jenny and her man were jumping for joy and waving at the people below as one of the staff checked with the “test”, and indicated that the task had been completed. All those watching started to cheer, and Christopher appeared beside Jenny at the entrance to the Oracle of Desires. He lifted a microphone and addressed the masses below.

  “Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a couple who have completed the tests, and earned the right to consult with the Oracle! I give you lady crystal, and Sir Repetition!”

  Cheering and applause echoed off the walls as Christopher opened the door to the glowing chamber, and Jenny and Sir Repetition disappeared inside.

  DL whispered into Nicole’s ear.

  “I told you he was ok Nic,” he chuckled,” and young crystal has been a revelation!”

  “Hasn’t she just!” laughed Nicole, “and to think I was going to spend the night with her at her apartment! Goodness knows what would have happened!”

  “You think you are going to be any safer with ME?” DL growled into her ear.

  *

  At four in the morning the crowd was thinning, and Nicole leaned heavily into DL as they watched the procession leaving.

  Jenny and Sir Repetition were draped over each other on the dance floor, and Nicole watched Christopher come down the long stairs, arm in arm with lady J. They made their way across and stood in front of them.

  “DL, I think your lady is dead on her feet!” she smiled, “it’s time to take her home my Lord.”

  DL looked at Nicole, and turned to Angela and nodded.

  “I think you are right J, so we will bid you goodnight.” He raised his hand, and a member of staff headed for the doors, obviously looking for his driver.

  DL and Christopher embraced, and with promises to meet up for lunch later that day, DL and Nicole went out into the cool morning. The Jaguar was purring at the curb, and once inside its warm leather-clad interior, Nicole snuggled down into DL’s chest.

  They were quiet for most of the journey, and then Nicole remembered something she had to do. She roused herself and turned on the seat to look at him.

  “My Lord, there is something I have to give you.”

  DL looked at her tiredly.

  “There is?”

  “Yes my Lord.” Nicole held out her hand and slowly uncurled her fingers. In her palm was the small key.

  “I want you to have this back my Lord. I want you to keep it somewhere safe, unless you ever want to take this (she ran her fingers over her collar) from me.”

  He looked at her for around ten seconds, his eyes on hers searching for something, and when he found it, he reached down and took the key.

  “You don’t have to wear that any longer Nicole. It won’t change the way I feel about you, I want you… want you to be with me, and I want you to WANT to be with me as a woman, not as a submissive.”

  “I want to be with you forever my Lord, and I am proud to be collared by you so I’ll keep it on if you don’t mind?”

  DL smiled at her, and drew her into a kiss.

  Nicole broke the embrace.

  “And besides, Gabriel (it was the first time she addressed to him using his real name), this woman wants to be with you as Nicole.”

  *

  Douglas Vaughan lay in a daze. He could feel the press of the chair into his back, part of his mind proud that his baby could hold him so tightly.

  He moved his head to find her, but she kept dancing out of his field of vision as she prepared whatever she was going to do next.

  He turned his head the other way, and could see his suit laying on the floor where she had removed it none too gently. The wire was dimmed by his perspiration, and darkened by his blood where the barbs had bit deep.

  A giggle brought his head round, and he strained to see what she was up to. The “schoolgirl” cackled at him from the edge of his vision, and her small hands slapped at his bloody but erect cock.

  “Awwww poor little man, look what bad girl did to you.” She slapped him again. “I have somtink nice here for you baby, you will enjoy it really good!”

  She held up the thing she was holding, and Douglas Vaughan felt his stomach flip in what… was that fear? He couldn’t take his bulging eyes off her as she poured the white crystals into her hand, all the time giggling like some kind of demented tenth-grader.

  When the salt was rubbed into his lacerated cock Douglas Vaughan nearly broke his beloved chair when he arched into the air. He exploded into orgasm a millisecond before he passed out to the sound of the manic laughter.

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