Wanting Control - Secret Chronicles Series Book #1 (8 page)

Ella bagged them and pushed the package to the front of the counter where MJ now stood. “There’s one more thing. When you’re ready, you can go on-line and search for a good match for you. Do you have a Facebook account?”

“Yeah, but I can’t put this kind of thing on there…” MJ said confused.

“No, no, of course not. I ask because if you use Facebook this will be just as easy. Go to a site called ‘DeliciousDomination.com’, it’s like Facebook for
Doms and Subs.” Ella waited for her to understand what she was saying.

“Really? You’ve got be kidding.” MJ couldn’t believe what she was hearing but this was completely new to her.

“Yes, really. You use it the same way. You create an account; place a profile picture up along with what you are looking for. They have an internal messaging system and people will email you if they are interested. There’s a section for special events, chat rooms for Doms and Subs to talk and they sell their own special kind of toys and restraints.” Ella smiled as if she was recalling something from the last thought.

Before MJ could ask another question the bells at the front door jingled and two women with small children entered the store. Ella gave a loud “Good morning” and picked up one of her business cards. On the back she printed DeliciousDomination.com and handed it to MJ. “
You will find everything you need there. They are great at answering questions if you have any. Just be safe and have fun, okay?”

MJ kept her voice down, “Sure and thanks Ella.” She was grateful to have someone to talk with and share such sensitive information. As she turned to go a thought crossed her mind. In a whisper she asked, “How do you know so much about this stuff?”

Ella hesitated and then leaned over the counter to whisper her response. “I’m a Sub. I have been for years…” She could see the utter surprise in MJ’s face. She knew it would come up eventually so it was fun for her to see the shock wash over her friend. She smiled and waited.

“You mean you have a man that treats you like the woman in the ‘Shades’ book?” It was out of her mouth before she could stop to think. MJ felt bad for asking such a personal question. She had no intention to upset her friend.

Ella smiled and said, “No, not a man, I play for the other team.” She paused again seeing surprise in MJ’s eyes. Not being able to resist the temptation she finished by whispering, “Now, you let me know if that ever catches your interest.” She stood back up to the counter and said loud enough for the others to hear, “Thank you, ma’am. We appreciate your business. I hope you have a great day.”

MJ stood there in shock as Ella turned and again greeted the two women with a “Can I help you find something?” And just before she walked over to her new customers, Ella turned to MJ smiled and winked.

She’s enjoying this.

MJ smiled at the realization, waved and walked out through the jingling of bells. She stood on the sidewalk in order to let her thoughts catch up with what had just happened.

Holy bat shit! No wonder she knows so much about all this. Did she say ‘years’? She has been a sub for years? And a lesbian! Oh my! Mary-Beth my dear, you have a lot to learn…

She turned on her heel
s and headed to her parked car.

Let’s get started!
 

By the time she arrived back at home MJ’s mind was in a full frenzy. The things she had learned, the books she had purchased, the new web site and of course the revelations about Ella, all were racing through her head. She parked the car and practically ran into the house. She tried to calm her nerves by making a pot of coffee and choosing one of the two books to read.

When the coffee was finished brewing MJ poured a cup and settled into a chair in the living room. Of the two, it seemed to make sense to start with the first book Ella had recommended, ‘Submissive Intentions’. She was excited to see the other side of the relationship and opened the book as she sipped her coffee.

Within an hour and a full pot of coffee it was clear to MJ that Ella was right. According to the author, Submissives were driven to serve the needs of a Master or Mistress or both. She recalled the fiction book and how the character was forced to use the word ‘Mistress’. They give freely of themselves and consider everything they are belongs to their Master or Dominant. This act of giving freely inspires them to willingly do anything the Dom asks or requires. Further, a true Sub feels that any orgasmic release can only be granted by the Dom. To receive permission to have an orgasm is to have performed extremely well and deserving of such a reward. Their orgasms are a gift from the Dominant, and thereby much stronger than otherwise could be achieved.

This was new insight for MJ. She had not considered this level of control.
Is it possible to have that much control and the Sub enjoys it? It sure seems so.
The book outlined the power of the relationship and how the sub hungered for a special person who could safely take over and demand they carry out any act for the express purpose of pleasing the Dominant.

There were limits to every relationship and the book was also clear about how to establish them. Pushing a submissive past their point of willing behavior could be detrimental to the relationship. The trust a Sub has with regard to the Dom needs to be unbreakable. Limits should openly be discussed prior to entering a relationship.
What limits do I have and what limits will someone else have?
She would have to ponder the question…

By the time she was ready for dinner more question
s swarmed in her head than before she went to see Ella. It was good to get clarity about the whole thing but she never thought it would be this challenging. In the kitchen MJ heated some tomato soup and made a cold cut sandwich. Her thoughts began to center around the specifics of what she wanted from a man.

No, a Submissive, or a Sub, or a sex slave…

It was important for her to make the distinction. In her mind this was not about love as Trish had put it. This was about gratifying sex with a Submissive who wanted desperately to please her. She was going to be the one in control and she wanted a man who was willing to submit to her every sexual desire.

MJ ate her soup and sandwich while she continued to think about what she would demand of her slave.
Slow, go slow and take your time. There’s no reason to hurry. Remember you are here to serve me and only me.
She imagined herself in a position of control wearing the same black leather and lace outfit that had been purchased for her husband to enjoy. A riding crop in hand in the event the slave needed some motivation. And a tall set of black heels so that she towered over him when she stood.

She put the dishes in the dishwasher and wiped down the counter and table. As she finished MJ remembered the card Ella had written on. She went to the bag and retrieved it. On the back in Ella’s hand writing was ‘DeliciousDomination.com’, the web site she had recommended.
Well let’s give it a look.

She powered up her laptop and set it next to the reading chair. Dalton had put in a wireless network and the computer worked anywhere in the house and most of the backyard. When it was up and running she entered the domain name in the search bar and hit enter. The machine hummed and the screen changed to the home page of the site.

Welcome to Delicious Domination

Where the Sweetness of Submission

And the Delicacy of Domination

Coexist

You must be 18 or over to use this site

She used the mouse pad to move the cursor over the ‘ENTER’ button and pressed it. The next screen was a log in prompt. New members were directed to another screen and this
was where MJ put in all of her personal information. The questions ran the gambit, height and weight, race, smoking preference, drinking, hair and eye color, location and of course, sexual preferences. She input as much of the information as she felt comfortable with leaving ‘preferences’ blank until she had a better understanding of the site.

After completing her profile she was provided access to the site. Ella was right again, it was similar to Facebook. As a registered user one could hunt through seemingly endless profiles of people wishing, wanting or looking for something or someone. The profiles were from people all over the United States and the world. There were men, women, transgendered, Dominants,
Submissives and every other kink a person could imagine.

Reading the profiles gave MJ ideas for her own, but it also led to more questions. There were so many type of kinkiness that one person couldn’t keep up with them all. An on-line urban dictionary became a great tool for her. When she ran across a slang word or phrase she didn’t know, she would enter it into the urban dictionary to find its meaning. It turned out that there were people interested in many things she was not. A few examples were fisting, pain, chocking, piss and scat play, piercing, sounding and the list went on.

Well that answers some of the questions about limits. I had no idea there were so many people asking for so many different sex acts. Yuck, some of these are just gross. Now I understand what the book meant. I do have limits and so will the Sub I choose.

She went back to researching the profiles and found a search tool that could limit to a specific location. She typed in Cincinnati, Ohio and hit enter. The greater metropolitan area of Cincinnati contained more than 2 million residents. The screen indicated that over 40,000 of them had profiles listed here on the site.
There’s no way I can look through all of those. I need to post a message on the site and see what happens.

MJ navigated back to her personal profile page and entered some additional information. She was now listed as a white dominant female, in her thirties, non-smoker, casual drinker, drug and disease free. She was in search of a white male submissive, 20’s to 30’s, with no facial hair, non-smoker, casual drinker, drug and disease free, willing to serve her only.

To complete the profile MJ went upstairs and changed into the black leather outfit she purchased from the Pink Pyramid. In the bathroom she applied some wild makeup to give her a dominating and daring look. She added a pair of black high heels and large dark sunglasses to cover her face. Standing in the full length mirror she snapped a few photos until she was happy with one or two. Before returning to the computer downstairs MJ changed into pajamas and washed the makeup from her face.

Going down the steps she thought about what she was planning.
I think I like the new me.
It felt good to have some control and be in charge of her own life. She plugged the camera into the USB port of her laptop. The photos opened automatically and she selected the best one to add to her on-line profile. She looked tall, sexy and demanding.
Perfect.

When the upload was completed she added a screen name that would represent her on the site
and hit the refresh button. There she was in black heels, bare legs, a sexy outfit and dark glasses, ‘Elizabethan Mistress’. She had never liked her middle name but the Shakespearian reference added a certain flare and many other names she tried had been taken.

So there it is. I’m now listed as ‘available’ on a Domination web site. Nothing to do now but wait. We’ll see tomorrow if there’s anyone interested.

She closed the laptop and set it on the end table. It was getting late and there were two fiction books she had not yet read. MJ went to the kitchen and opened a bottle of red wine. She poured herself a glass, re-corked the bottle and headed upstairs to the bedroom, turning off the lights as she went.

A glass of wine to calm the excitement and a few chapters before I fall asleep. Right now it’s the best I can hope for. But there’s always tomorrow.

She turned down the bed and climbed in. Her hope was that this book was equally as good as the last. She sipped her wine and read, but nothing would completely stop her thoughts from drifting back to the computer profile she had posted…

The newest fiction book had an interesting plot line. The main character was named Sarah Connelly and she had caught her husband Brian cheating with his secretary. Rather than getting upset and calling for a divorce, Sarah thought through how she would extract her revenge on them both. It wasn’t enough for her to leave him; that would be too easy. The secretary was also married and Sarah didn’t want her family to get hurt.

So she invited them both to lunch and disclosed the fact that she knew they were having an affair. Sarah had suspected the infidelity and hired a private detective who provided her with photographic evidence. She laid the pictures out in front of them just before their meals were brought out. They were holding hands, a few kissing, and several in the act of sex taken through the windows of the motels they frequented. MJ read the passage with great interest:

Before the two could deny or protest, Sarah explained. “Now Diane I know you’re married and I wouldn’t want your husband to find out about your indiscretions. And Brian, although I feel horribly betrayed, I will not embarrass you with a messy divorce and leave you with nothing, provided you two are willing to participate in an experiment of mine.

The pair stared at each other
before Brian said, “What experiment?”

“
Well, that part is for me to know. You two have been running around behind my back making a fool out of me. All I want to know now is how you want this to play out.” Sarah was oddly calm and collected given the circumstances. “I can get an attorney and file for divorce. I can call your husband and allow him to see these photos. Or I can ask you to help me with a few things and we can put this all behind us, so to speak. It’s up to you, I don’t really care.”

Diane spoke up, “Sarah, there isn’t much I can say to make you feel better. We have no excuse but you weren’t supposed to get hurt. If there’s something I can do to keep this between us, then I’m more than happy to help. Just tell me what you want.”

Sarah looked to her husband, “How about you Lover Boy?” She could see the anger and embarrassment building within him. He knew he had little choice. A scandal like this could end his career. He would have to join in.

He glared at her and said, “Alright fine, but how do we know you’ll keep your word?”

Sarah smiled, “You don’t. So, I’d like you to have three legal and binding contracts drawn up. I want them to be vague and open ended so that no one asks questions, but defined enough to get the point across. They will simply outline the deal we have made here today. In order for me to keep the affair to myself, you two will do as I wish for the period of one year.”

“
One year!” Brian nearly shouted.

“
My Dear”, Sarah replied, “Your affair has been going on for more than two. I feel that giving me half that time should make things even.” She knew they had no other options.

Diane was shaking her head and Brain said, “Fine, what do we have to do?”

“Just have the contracts ready by 4:00 today and I’ll meet you in your office for the…

…
signing ceremony. You two have a nice lunch and I’ll see you a little later today.” She stood, collected her purse and was gone before another word could be spoken.

-*-*-*-*-*-*-

At promptly 4:00 that same afternoon, Sarah Connelly was coldly greeted by Diane Slone, the unfortunate secretary caught with her husband. She stood and showed Sarah into the office where her husband waited. Sarah took a seat without being offered one and Diane closed the door to give the three some privacy. “Do you have the contracts?” Sarah asked.

“
Of course”, her husband replied gruffly and placed three documents on the desk. “We used a standard contract from our data base and filled in the appropriate information. I did everything in this office to ensure privacy.”

Sarah looked from him to Diane and asked, “So we have a deal?” They both shook their heads in agreement. “Very good, let’s see what we have here.” She began reading one of the documents. It appeared to be standard and without loopholes. The two would perform any and all services and requests made by her for the period of one year. In return, she would not disclose the nature
of their indiscretions to anyone and at the end of the term destroy all evidence. “Just as we agreed. We can sign each document and keep a single copy. I am seeing a lawyer tomorrow and will seal the photos and private detective’s reports and place them in his care. I will contact him each month and let him know to continue to keep the items sealed or release them to your boss and your husband.” She pointed to Brain and then Diane as they finished signing the last of the contracts. “Any questions?” she said standing and signing her portions.
Brian snorted, “Yeah, what’s next?”

She handed them each a signed contract and said. “I’m so glad you asked. You two are to quit seeing each other privately from this point forward. You can work together but nothing else. Next, I want you to rent a room at that seedy hotel out on route 14 that you’ve been frequenting. Make it this Saturday and I will meet you both there at 1:00 in the afternoon.”
Diane spoke for the first time, “Wait a minute, Saturday? What will I tell my husband?”

Sarah folded her contract and slid it into her purse. She looked the woman straight in the eye and said, “My dear, you’ve been fucking my husband for more than two years. I couldn’t give a shit what you tell him. I suggest using the same lies that have been working all this time. In any
case, both of you need to be there no later than 1:00.” She turned to go. “Oh and one more thing, reserve room number 108. You know… the one on the back side of the motel that you two like so much.” She gave them a wink and was gone.

MJ liked the way the female character took control of a bad situation
and was turning it to her favor. She had two people ready to serve her, one man and one woman. It looked like this was going to be a very intriguing story.
Two slaves? Why not? It all sounds good to me now.
She sipped her wine and went back to the book.

The parking lot was nearly empty
Saturday afternoon when she arrived. Sarah pulled to the rear where the room was located and there were the two familiar cars she was looking for. They were parked beside each other directly in front of the door. She parked and walked to the door. She knocked and her husband opened the door wide enough to allow her to enter. Sitting on the bed was his accomplish.

He closed the door and said, “What’s this all about Sarah? If you’re mad at me, so be it. But leave Diane out of this.”

She was unmoved by his plea. “Shut the fuck up Brian.” She pulled a folder from her purse and handed him a stack of papers from inside. “This is an uncontested divorce agreement. It’s your last chance to call this deal off. I took the liberty of having the attorney draw it up just in case.” She gave him a sarcastic grin. “As you can see, it will leave me with the house, all the contents, the Mercedes and a healthy allowance to support my lifestyle. Sign it if you want and all that’s left is to explain the affair to your boss and her husband. It’s your call dear.”

The redness rising in his face gave a clear indication that he was not happy with the current situation. He looked over the document and handed it back to her. “No, it’s fine the way we have things. I just want to know what this is all about.” He had gained control of his temper.

She put the paperwork back in the folder and said, “You’re about to find out.” Sarah put her purse on a small table next to the door. It was only then that they noticed the larger bag she was carrying. She placed that on the dresser, withdrew a black riding crop and turned to her two waiting subjects. “Now strip”.

They stared back as if in shock. Brian was the first to speak, “Sarah, what the hell are you”. She cut him off with a quick but painful backhand from the crop. It connected with the outside of his right thigh and the pants he was wearing did little to ease the sting. “Jesus Sarah!
” and with a smile she let him have another dose of discipline. The crack of the riding crop was louder this time and he jumped from the pain.

“
Let me explain something to the two of you. I didn’t create this situation, you did!” She was pacing as she talked, using the crop as if it was a pointer during a college lecture. Brian flinched when it swung in his direction. “You will do as I tell you and you will not question me. I feel as if I have lost two years of sex because you were taking it out on this little bitch. Now I want what’s mine and that comes through the divorce or this!” She was no longer calm and on the last word swung the crop full force across his ass. Brian howled with pain and she could see a tear spill from his eye as he jumped and rubbed his painful butt cheeks.

Sarah spun and pointed the crop at Diane who was sitting helplessly on the bed. She continued to waive the crop like a lecture instrument, “When he comes home with marks on his body, I won’t question it. But if I have to discipline you and your husband sees it, what will he think?”

The crop rested under her chin and Sarah lifted. Diane looked up but didn’t resist the crop. Her eyes were a pretty blue but now they were bloodshot with tears streaming from them. She said, “Don’t hit me. I’ll do whatever you want.”

“
See how easy that was”, Sarah said to them. “Now get out of those clothes, we haven’t got all day.” Diane stood and the two slowly began to undress. Sarah watched as her new toys were unwrapped. Diane was an attractive woman, slender, long legs, pretty face and nice blond hair and just enough in the chest to make men notice. She could understand why her husband had been interested in this one.

When they stopped with their underwear still on Sarah had to remind them once more. She gave Diane a quick swat on one ass cheek and then another full force swing to her husband. With nothing other than his underwear to protect him, she was certain that the slap had the desired effect. “I said strip!”

Once again they slowly began to rid themselves of the remaining coverings. When they were completely nude in front of her Sarah circled them to get a better look. She had seen her husband naked many times before, but her focus now was on Diane. She was more attractive than expected. With smooth skin and a taunt body her nudity enhanced her beauty rather than detracted. Sarah patted her ass cheeks as she circled. They were firm and inviting.
This is going to be much better than a messy divorce
, she thought to herself.

Sarah moved to the dresser and took off her over coat. She was wearing a black lace bodice and matching panties. Thigh high stockings and black heels completed the outfit. She stood before them and said, “It’s now time to earn back my respect.” She pulled a small box from her bag and handed it to Diane. “There are instructions in the box. Put it on him”, she demanded pointing a thumb at her husband. “It’s a cock cage, my dear. Since your dick has been less than faithful, we’re going to fix that now.” She sat in a chair to watch.

MJ was enjoying the story. The power the woman wielded excited her. She could feel her wetness as she imagined herself doing the same thing to Dalton. It was a different spin on revenge and the character in the book was getting them back while having her needs fulfilled at the same time.

She had finished her wine and the empty glass was on the night table. She read on to see exactly what the woman in the book had in store for her two unsuspecting slaves. MJ propped herself up on the pillows and while holding the book in one hand let her other hand slip beneath the waistband of her pajama bottoms. Immediately her fingers went
to work lazily running the length of her pussy lips. The feeling brought her closer to the action in the book as she continued reading…

From the chair Sarah watched as Diane struggled to get all of the pieces of the cock cage correctly positioned. Brian stood motionless as he too watched his limp penis become encased by the foreign housing. A ring clamped around the base pushing his balls forward. Next a casing was slid onto his shaft covering the head and most of the length. A plastic arch with pointed nubs was inserted between the two pieces. Once they were all lined up Diane inserted three plastic screws to hold all the pieces in place.

From her knees she looked up at Sarah and asked, “Is that okay?”

“
Come here, Brian”, she said and he did as he was told. She used her hands to inspect the chastity device. It held his penis in a downward angle with the sharp spikes pointing into the flesh at the base. It had a hole at the end to pee out of, but there was no way for him to get much of an erection now. She produced a small lock and laced it through a hole in one of the retaining pins. It snapped shut before her husband realized what was happening.

Shock washed across his face as he stood there naked with the exception of the cage. He was chastised and locked with no hope of getting the key from her. She smiled up at him and said, “Now let’s get started. You won’t be needing this for a while.” Moving to the bed she asked, “Diane sweetie, have you ever eaten pussy before?”

“No, never”, she replied with a frown.

“
Well today’s your lucky day. Not only are you going to eat mine, I and Brian are going to teach you just how I like it.” She turned down the bed and removed her panties and bodice and kicked her shoes off. She arranged the pillows to her liking and then laid down on her back with her legs slightly spread. “Come on over here and show me what you can do. I know you’ve had your share of men go down on you. Just do it the way they do, the way you like it and we’ll go from there.”