by Ellie Norton
Emma watched her for a moment before she said, "Patty, you claimed that true submission comes from a slave being without restraints, now's your chance to prove your statement true." I knew she was baiting the other domme and I had to struggle to keep the smirk from my face.
The butch glared at Emma, but she strode over to me, turning the glare on me. I gazed up into her eyes and she snarled, "Kneel slave."
"No," I said smirking at her.
Her eyes darkened, but her voice had taken on a soft and seductive tone as she said, "If you kneel to me, I will give you more pleasure than you've ever imagined."
I didn't bother to answer; I just turned my back on her so that I was now facing the audience. She let out an angry little growl and I felt Emma step up next to me. She reached out and gently stroked one finger down my bare neck. The touch sent a shiver through me as my body recognized her caress.
"Kneel, my pet," she purred in my ear. I gritted my teeth against the whimper that wanted to escape. Instead, I focused on the crowd. I was surprised to see that I recognized several of the people from the Campman party. They were all grinning, obviously waiting for the inevitable to happen. Mistress Britney caught my eye and winked. I smirked in response and settled in to wait for whatever would happen next.
After that, Patty and Emma seemed to take turns, gently caressing my bare skin and urging me to submit to them. I could tell that Emma was letting the butch lead this charade, and several times, I had to fight with myself to keep from kneeling for her. I knew she wasn't ready for that as we both wanted to thoroughly humiliate the arrogant butch, but it was still hard. Patty lost patience with the gentle touches first and she grabbed the riding crop. I grunted under the sharp blows that began to rain down on me as she circled my body.
"If you submit to me, I will stop," she said after a few minutes.
I just smirked at her in response, crossing my arms in front of me. Her eyes blazed with anger and she landed a sharp blow on my breast. I gasped at the sudden pain, but I quickly brought myself back under control and let my hands fall to my sides. I rolled my shoulders back to better present my breasts for her. She took the bait and smacked my other breast with the crop. I didn't even flinch. Immediately, I felt the sting of the flogger on my back and I jerked forward slightly. Patty glared at Emma, obviously thinking that she had been getting through to me. However, Patty backed off and let Emma have her turn. I had just enough time before the second blow to land to regain my control. I remained stoic under her flogging. At some point, she closed the distance between us and demanded that I submit.
"No, Bonita," I said defiantly.
She leaned in closer so I could hear her soft chuckle. Part of me relaxed, knowing that she was enjoying this. She covered the movement by gripping my wrists and buckling the cuffs together behind me. Then she paced around me and looked into my eyes as she brought the flogger down across my breasts. I could see the possessiveness in her eyes, but they were also amused and I gave her a small smile when she stepped between me and the crowd.
Patty stepped up behind me and fisted a hand in my hair. She used her free hand to wrap an arm around my stomach and pull me against her. She growled, "Kneel, slave. You will belong to me."
"No," I said again, and her hand tightened in my hair, pulling my head back.
"I can do more for you than that blonde beauty queen. Submit and I will make sure you forget her every touch," she stated.
I nearly lost my temper at that, but I managed to keep myself under control. Emma however was another matter. Her immediate possessive fury hit me like a wave of heat coming from the other side of the stage and I gasped. Patty's grip tightened and I think she thought that she had won. But Emma stepped up in front of us, glaring down at me with the full force of her dominant will. My eyes immediately lowered submissively and I went limp in the butch's arms. Patty must have looked into Emma's eyes because she gasped and released me. I instantly sank to my knees before my mistress, lowering to kiss her boots. She fisted a hand in my hair and pulled me up to my knees. I obeyed her unspoken command when she released my hair and stayed in place as she buckled her collar back into place. I closed my eyes as the collar brought the familiar promise of safety and love.
"Who do you belong you, Rachel?" She demanded triumphantly.
"I belong to you, Mistress Bonita," I answered immediately, feeling the trance fall over me as I completely submitted to her.
"Look at me, my pet," my mistress ordered and I looked up, smiling dreamily. I vaguely noticed that she had taken a small step to the side to give the audience a clear view of my trance. Distantly, I heard the crowd's surprised reactions, but I ignored it as I waited for my mistress' next order. She looked behind me and said, "Patty, come look at true submission."
I felt the butch move up to my other side and I turned to her. She was glaring down at me, but when she noticed my dreamy smile, her eyes widened in shock. My mistress drew her attention away from me and I saw the moment when her shock dissolved in the realization that we had humiliated her. Her eyes turned angry and she looked like she wanted to punch my mistress. I was on my feet standing between them before my fuzzy mind had even processed what I had seen in the butch. My mistress put a hand on my shoulder and I curled into her. Her hand lowered to hold me possessively against her as she coldly said, "Maybe next time you will head the warnings and not try to steal someone else's property."
"You staged this farce," the butch growled.
My mistress laughed, "It doesn't matter whether I did or not. Rachel is mine. You never had a chance. But I gave you the opportunity to back out of this gracefully. You didn't take it."
"You bitch!" Patty bellowed advancing on us.
The insult drove away the trance and I stepped away from Emma. "You will not insult my mistress again. You lost, get over it," I said in a dangerously calm voice.
The butch glared down at me. "You're not really submissive. No true submissive would take punishment like I gave you tonight without submitting."
I laughed. "You saw me submit. It only took one look from a real domme to make me kneel."
I saw the intention in her eyes a split second before she moved and I could have avoided the fist that plowed into my face, but I chose not to. I regretted it immediately as the blow landed much harder than I anticipated and I collapsed onto the stage floor. Emma rushed towards Patty, but Darrin was able to step between them before she reached the butch. The club's bouncers surrounded Patty and ushered her from the club.
Nikki called after them, "You are banned from this club for life. Do not return or I will immediately contact the police." Patty didn't acknowledge if she had heard the warning.
As soon as the butch was off the stage, Emma's fury faded enough for worry to leak through and she crouched by my side and asked, "Are you ok, Rachel?"
My face was throbbing viciously and I had no idea if anything was broken because my hands were still cuffed behind my back. I looked up at Emma and tried not to grimace. "I don't know. Can you release my hands?"
Horror filled her eyes and she immediately reached down to unclip my cuffs. "Yeah, love. I'm so sorry," she said softly.
I tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over me and I lay back down. "Shit," I moaned. I finally reached up and carefully inspected the damage to my face. I sighed in relief, nothing felt broken. She had hit me on the cheek, and I knew I would at least get a black eye from it.
Emma watched me closely, the first tears spilling down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, Rachel. I shouldn't have egged her on. This is all my fault."
I shifted, so I could curl myself into her arms. "It's ok, Em. I'll be fine. I just need a minute to regain my balance, and maybe an ice pack for the swelling," I said as soothingly as I could.
She gasped and looked down to see that my cheek had begun to rapidly swell. She looked around in panic, but Ava was there, shoving a bag of ice into Emma's hand. "Thanks," she told Ava absently, as she carefully pressed the ice against my achi
ng cheek.
I winced, but when Emma began to pull away, I put my hand on her arm to stop her. "It's ok, Em. Just be gentle," I told her.
She studied me for a moment before nodding and she lightly set the ice back against my cheek. "Alright, love. Just relax."
I gave her a small smile before looking past her to where Ava, Harold and Darrin were hovering. "I'm ok, you guys. Really, I am, but I won't complain if one of you finds me an aspirin." Their expressions softened, and Harold all out grinned.
"Dude, you can really take a hit. That was nice," he said with a laugh.
I rolled my eyes at him, but Ava and Darrin both turned to glare at him. Harold immediately sobered and decided to go find me some painkillers. I would have thought that Emma hadn't heard him since she didn't turn to glare at him, but I could feel her stiffen against me. I reached out to gently trace her cheek with my finger. "He's just kidding, honey." She bit her lips and nodded her understanding as a fresh wave of tears spilled down her cheeks. I wiped them away and sat up to pull her in for a kiss.
She melted into the kiss. After a moment she pulled back and apologized again. "I'm so sorry, Rachel."
"Really, it's fine. But will you please take me home? We have a victory to celebrate," I said wiggling my eyebrows at her while still pressing the bag of ice to my cheek.
It surprised a laugh out of my girlfriend. But she sobered almost immediately and said, "I don't know if that's a good idea. What if you have a concussion or something?"
I sighed and crawled out of her lap to stand up. I managed to get up without the dizziness coming back. "I'm fine, see? If I had a concussion, I would be dizzy and nauseous. But, I'm not. Please, I'd like to go home."
She sighed and nodded, climbing to her feet. "Alright, as soon as Harold returns with your aspirin, I'll take you back to your apartment."
I froze. "I want to go home with you, Em," I said carefully, feeling my heart in my throat.
"I don't think that's a good idea, Rachel," she said softly, her expression unreadable.
I felt my eyes narrow as anger began to rise in me. "Why?" I spit out, not trusting myself to say anything else.
She sighed and wouldn't look at me. "Because I think it would be better if we both had a night alone to clear our heads."
I exploded. "What the fuck, Em?" I asked, my voice loud enough to carry throughout the club. I heard conversations stop as people turned back to the new drama unfolding on the stage. Emma still wouldn't look at me and I spun around to leave. I took two steps before I stopped. I let the ice bag fall out of my heads as I rushed back over to Emma. I gripped her chin and forced her to meet my eyes. I could see the agony of her guilt in them as they landed on my swollen face. I took a deep breath to push down my rage and asked, "Who do you belong to?"
Her eyes widened and fresh tears spilled down her cheeks as she wrapped her arms around me, pulling me closer to her. "I'm yours, Rachel," she said on a sob.
"And I'm yours, Em. That's what this was all about. Don't push me away now," I pleaded. She nodded and I gave her a soft kiss. Then I noticed the crowd watching us with rapt attention and I knew I needed to do something to put Emma back in control of the situation. I put on my best challenging smirk and looked into Emma's watery green eyes. "Can I tell you a secret?"
She studied me with wariness before replying, "Yes…"
I leaned in conspiratorially and softly said, "I let that bitch hit me."
Emma's tears dried up in an instant as the full force of her possessive fury washed away her guilt. She grabbed my collar and roughly pulled me even closer to her. "What did you say?"
Relief made my knees go weak, but I knew I needed to bait her a little bit further to prevent her from sliding back into guilt on the drive home. I forced my smirk to deepen and I raised an eyebrow at her. "I. Let. Her. Hit. Me," I said, in the most patronizing tone I could manage.
Her eyes blazed with fury as she released my collar long enough to grip my wrists and bring them up to my chin. She fiddled with them for a moment before releasing them. Need raced through me as I realized that she had attached the cuffs to my collar. "Come on, slave. I am taking you home to deal with you," she growled as she took my arm and began pulling me towards the exit. I caught Ava's worried gaze as we passed and I winked at her, so she would know that I was ok. The rest of the crowd parted before us and no one tried to stop us on our way out.
Emma fumed in silence the whole way home and I sat quietly, trying not to distract her any further. She hadn't released my wrists, so I propped my chin in my hands and sat as still as possible. Emma waited just long enough for the door to close behind us before she shoved me against it and screamed, "Why?"
I met her furious glare with open honesty as I replied in a calm even tone. "Because she is a menace and she could really hurt someone. She needs to be stopped, and that room was full of some of the most influential dommes in the community. They will make sure that Patty isn't welcome at any club or event in the city, maybe even the state."
That obviously wasn't the explanation Emma was expecting because she let me go, the anger quickly draining from her. "Oh," was all she said for a long moment and I could see the implications of what I had said flitting through her mind. Finally, she met my eyes again with a look of such love and wonder that it took my breath away. "You are incredible. I love you so much, Rachel."
"I love you too, Em," I said and started to smile at her, but the movement caused my cheek to throb painfully and I winced.
Emma's eyes filled with concern and she gently cupped the other cheek. "I wish you hadn't let her hit you, but I understand why you did. You weren't trying to protect me; you were trying to protect the other subs in the city."
I nodded, "Well, I was trying to protect you too, but I'll be honest. I didn't think she'd hit quite so hard."
Emma chuckled and I knew I was completely forgiven. She bent her head down to claim my lips in a tender, loving kiss. When she pulled back, we were both smiling and I didn't even mind the throbbing in my cheek. She reached out and released my wrists. "Come on, love. We should ice your cheek some more."
I pouted, "Can't we celebrate first?"
She let out a short burst of laughter before taking my hand and leading me into the playroom. Emma was gentle as she carefully pulled off my clothes and tied me spread eagle on the bed. Then she slowly stripped off her own clothes while I watched. Heat coursed through me and I felt moisture pool between my thighs. She crawled onto the bed and began to run torturously gentle hands along my body. I moaned, arching my body into her touch. Emma chuckled and lowered her mouth to my nipple, teasing it lightly with the tip of her tongue. After a moment, she moved to the other one, continuing to gently torment me.
I squirmed, desperately wanting to feel her fingers fill me. "Please Em, I want you inside," I whimpered.
She pulled back and roughly pinched the nipple she had just had in her mouth. "What did you just call me?" she snapped out.
I gasped at the delicious pain radiating from my nipple. It took me a minute to realize my mistake before I panted out, "I'm sorry, Mistress. I'm sorry."
She released her grip on me but she continued to glare down at me. "Who do you belong to?"
"You, Mistress. I belong to you," I said lowering my eyes.
"That's right, my pet. Do you want me to stop?"
"No, Mistress. Please don't stop. I forgot myself for a moment. I'm sorry. It won't happen again," I answered immediately. I could hear the desperation in my voice, but I didn't care. I needed her to take me and make me remember that I was hers.
She studied me for a moment before lowering her mouth back to my breast. She continued to gently lick and suck on the erect nipple and I whimpered wanting more. My whimper seemed to spur her into action because she lifted her mouth from my right nipple so she could bite viciously into the other breast. I bucked under her, letting out a startled yelp. She grinned up at me before moving lower to bite my side. I bucked again, panting under the sudde
n need racing through me. Emma shifted again and leaned across my lap to bite into my hip. I moaned, feeling suddenly close to release.
She pulled back just far enough to look up and meet my eyes. Her eyes blazed with possessive hunger and the breath caught in my throat. "Do not come until I give you permission," she snarled.
"Yes, Mistress," I said, feeling even more turned on by her.
She immediately lowered her mouth to bite my inner thigh and I let out a short scream of need as I jerked under her and nearly falling over the edge into bliss. My mistress' teeth eased open and she began to suck hard on the spot she had just bit. I groaned as need raced through me, causing even more moisture to pool between my thighs. I fought a vicious battle with myself to not come, but she didn't ease up and I could feel myself sliding closer to that edge as she continued biting and sucking my tender skin. Just before I lost all control and gave in to the pleasure, I froze and Emma released my inner thigh. I whimpered desperately.
She looked up at me and demanded, "Who do you belong to, Rachel?"
"I'm yours, Mistress," I moaned.
She smirked at me and shoved three fingers as deep into me as they would go. "Come now, my pet," she growled, thrusting against my clenching inner walls as I came screaming. She continued to thrust through the first orgasm and I felt another one rapidly building. "You are mine, Rachel," she said and I felt myself suspended on the edge of my second release. "Come for me," she ordered and I shuddered out a second orgasm. She continued to thrust into me, rubbing my clit with her thumb in time with each thrust, until each thrust brought on a new release and I was repeatedly screaming out her ownership of me.
I was still trembling when my mistress released me from the bed and cradled me in her arms. "You are amazing, love," she said softly kissing my temple.