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Before She Was Owned - Part 1: Staking a Claim

Bad news...this is not the end of Recollections of a Happily Owned Girl.
Bad news...this is not the QAF fic i owe to people.
Bad news...this is a WIP. :X

Good news...This is a Prequel to Recollections of a Happily Owned Girl.
Good news...Recollections will be finished and posted on Saturday.
Good news...my orginal fic muses seem to be functioning again.

Title: Before She was Owned (part 1)
Genre: Original Lesbian BDSM (cliffhanger!porn)
Rating: NC-17
Words: 1664
A/N: Quick and dirty beta by [info]sidhe and i do mean quick and dirty...so ALL mistakes are mine. It's been 6 months since posted any orginal fic. I'm a bit nervous i want to vomit. Feedback would be OUTSTANDING. :D



Over the last two months I had developed a Saturday night ritual of sorts. As usual, I started getting ready around 8pm. I started with a thong, today red satin, to match my corset-like top. It was hot, so I skipped the thigh-highs altogether and pulled on a leather skirt that fell almost to the knees. Then I tackled the red satin corset. Next a little lip-gloss, bit of mascara, and I was good to go. I slipped on a pair of strappy black sandals that buckled around my ankles and sized myself up in the mirror. I bit my lip and for a moment thought I looked pretty hot. I pulled my long brown hair back into a simple ponytail and smiled at my reflection.

I glanced at the clock, not even 9pm. It never was.

I didn't need to leave until 10:30. I called for Chinese, and anxiously flipped through channels while I waited for it to arrive.

Every week was the same: the food would arrive, and the deliveryman would gawk just enough to give me a good confidence boost. I would force some food down, despite the nervous stomach. I would grab my keys, and my tiny little purse with just enough room for some cash and my ID, I'd take a deep breath and walk out the door and into a cab and head to the club.

Today was no different. I even stumbled on the cobblestones as I crossed the street, just like always.

I smiled when I got inside, Mistress Gayle was working the bar, one of two or three people I'd actually managed to force myself to talk to in the two months I'd been coming here. I took a seat near the corner, as always, and Mistress Gayle shook her head at me as she walked over with a bottle of water and a glass of red wine.

"Back again?"

I nodded shyly, "How are you tonight Mistress Gayle?"

"I'm fine doll, how about you? You feeling brave enough to take one of these gentlemen up on their offers this evening?"

I laughed, "I'm not looking for a gentlemen."

She quirked an eyebrow at me, "Not looking for gentle or not looking for men?"

"Either."

She shook her head, "That explains a lot sweetheart. You should have told me sooner, I would have stopped sending them your way weeks ago."

I blushed and she turned back to her work, once the night got rolling, she would have little chance to talk. I scanned the room, and my eyes settled on the handsome butch dyke I'd seen a couple of times before. She was never here alone, and always disappeared into one of the play spaces rather quickly upon arrival.

Every Saturday was the same, I would make myself sit at the bar for an hour or so, then my nerves would get the better of me, and I'd take off. The last few weeks I'd dared to peak into a couple the play rooms, but after a few minutes, or the first unwanted proposition, I'd dart out. I'd head back home. But not today.
Mistress Gayle caught the direction of my stare and made her way back over.

"You want me to introduce you?"

I might have squeaked, but I'll pretend I didn't, "I don't think I'm her type." It was true, I'd only ever seen her with cute little butch boys, and tonight was no exception.

"Still, It wouldn't hurt to meet her. I'm sure she's got friends. And gay women are few and far between in this establishment honey. Think about it."

Mistress Gayle moved off and I kept my eyes on the object of my lust. She was tall, messy black haired, blue-eyed bit of perfection all wrapped up in black leather. She turned then, towards the bar, and I dropped my gaze and began praying Gayle wouldn't say anything.

She didn't have to.

When I looked back up she was standing right in front of me.

Fuck.

"It's rude to stare."

"Huh?" Brilliant start.

"You've been watching me since I came in here. The last time I was here you were watching me the whole time I was in the bar. I think you might have been here the time before, too. You are either a creepy stalker, or terribly rude."

I could feel the heat flooding my face, and would have done anything to melt into the floor. Since that wasn't an option, I opened my mouth, "I'm sorry..."

"Sir," she supplied. Her voice was serious and cold, but something in it made me look up, look at her, and that's when I saw the hint of a smile around the corners of her mouth and the corners of her eyes.

I swallowed and found my voice. "I'm sorry, Sir," I repeated. "I didn't think you'd noticed me, and I didn't mean to stare."

She bit the corner of her lip, holding back a smile. Her eyes slowly traveling down my body and then back up until she was looking in my eyes. She seemed to weigh what she wanted to say, whatever it was she changed her mind. She turned to the bar and ordered a couple bottles of water from a positively gleeful Mistress Gayle, and then turned back to me.

"Want to come watch."

Did I? No, of course not. It would be so much better to just go home now, get myself off, and be asleep alone with my sad lonely fantasies by 1am...just like every other week.

She didn't wait for answer, or look back, or do anything at all to indicate she cared if I followed or not, but of course I did.

She headed towards a side room, grabbing a cute little dyke by her hair as she walked past. She released him near a large wooden cross and then turned to me.

"Grab three of those chairs, line them up right here and sit on one of them."

I did as told and watched with fascination as she proceeded to completely ignore my existence from there on out. She dropped a bag on one of the two chairs next to me and went to work. In a matter of moments a small crowd had gathered to watch the scene unfolding in front of me. A couple of people who must have been friends drew up chairs alongside of mine, and she would occasionally speak to one of them. No one said a word to me. I felt strangely invisible, much more so than the couple of times I'd ducked into a corner to watch, and it was surprisingly comfortable.

She didn't play with her partner very long, and I wondered if the boy was disappointed. All that build up for a dozen or so paddles, a few swipes of a flogger and a quick, although from the sounds of it a decently intense orgasm and that's it?

The boy seemed perfectly pleased though and slipped back into her clothes and dropped into the empty chair on the other side of the bag. She risked flashing a smile in my direction before obediently looking back down at the floor.

Suddenly I realized She was standing in front of me and looked up.

She wore a wicked grin, and I thought I might vomit.

"You want to have a little fun here for once?"

"I...I...," I stuttered, blushed and was hit by a rush of blind panic.

She dropped down, squatting in front of me so we were nearly eye-level with each other.

"No bondage, nothing heavy, nothing I don't ask you first if you want to try. And we'll use green for go, yellow for proceed with caution and red for stop, ok?"

I couldn't believe it when I nodded yes; well actually I could, but whatever.

"What's your name?" Christ I thought, I'm agreeing to be whipped by someone and we haven't even exchanged names.

"Jess."

"Nice to meet you Jess, I'm Master Sam, but you can call me Sam or Sir, whichever makes you more comfortable tonight."

I nodded again.

"Have you ever done anything like this before?"

"Not really." She raised an eyebrow, waiting.

"Nothing in public, just screwed around with a little bondage," I was blushing so hard she must have felt the heat coming off my face two feet away, "spanking, that's pretty much it."

She nodded, "Take off your clothes Jess, but leave on your underwear and your bra."

Moment of truth.

I faced the wall, and started to strip, feeling surprisingly unselfconscious.

Fuck, no bra.

"Sir?"

She waited.

"I'm not wearing a bra."

She glanced at me, registering what I was wearing and spun me around, undoing the ties of the corset until it was pulled complete apart in the back. She took the loose ties and tied them around the back of my neck so that the garment hung loosely across my front. "That'll do for tonight."

She nodded to a space on the wall and I moved in front of it.

"Put your hands against the brick to steady yourself. If you feel dizzy, if you are uncomfortable, if you need to stop for any reason, what do you say?"

"Red...Sir." It was barely a whisper.

"Good girl..." her lips were suddenly next to my ear, her breath warm on my skin and her voice was gentle, "But if you whisper it, it won't do us much good."

"Sorry Sir," I answered.

She smacked my ass playfully and stepped back.

"I'm going to start with this." She reached over my shoulder and dangled a flogger with wide straps in front of me. I glanced down at it. It looked soft, like suede. "It won't hurt," She pulled it back, letting the tails slide across my shoulder and against my neck until they dropped one by one behind my back. It was as soft as it looked.

"Ready?"

"Yes...Yes, Sir."

Comments

Mar. 12th, 2008 04:08 am (UTC)
Why you feel the need to vomit, I don't know. It's well done, and I also have a particular fondness for red corset tops since I used to own a couple. *sighs* Good times.

Mar. 12th, 2008 04:11 am (UTC)
writing always has this effect on me...it might be why i haven't posted it in so long.

but thanks Sid. *licks*

i used to have one myself...now i sit around on my insane journal and don't need to be dressed all sexy like. *Snorts*
Mar. 12th, 2008 08:47 am (UTC)
OMG.
I am a complete whore for corsets so unfortunately my brain stopped functioning there(or maybe my brain hasn`t started to function yet at all since I sit here without coffee after 4 hours of sleep).stil I have managed to finish it and its cliffhanger indeed.and what else?oh yeah->FUCKING HOT.
Mar. 12th, 2008 09:38 pm (UTC)
thank you dear :D *is whore for corsets too*
Mar. 12th, 2008 02:03 pm (UTC)
No need to vomit ;) But um, this cliffhanger porn is just mean!
Mar. 12th, 2008 09:39 pm (UTC)
i can't help it...i get nervous, lol...but thanks for assuring me i don't need to be.

and yes, cliffhanger!porn is mean...but i seem to have a thing for writing it.
Mar. 12th, 2008 02:10 pm (UTC)
I liked this prequel very much. It really helped me to feel oriented to the girl and how she ended up where she is in the series. I felt her nervousness and anticipation as I was reading, and I also have a new fondness for Sir and her ability to read and take care of people. (Not sure I phrased that right, but I hope you know what I mean.)

I also liked the way this prequel was constructed. It's a look at one night - quite an important one, but through it we get a true sense of how this has been building and what the girl has been up against from within herself in attempting to break out of her shell.

I'm very happy to see you writing this again!

~Ellen
Mar. 12th, 2008 09:44 pm (UTC)
Thank you for your lovely feedback Ellen. :D I always find the things you have to say quite helpful. i'd be more specific...but i don't want to give anything away.

i'm happy to be writing again...i hope it sticks this time.
Mar. 12th, 2008 04:16 pm (UTC)
OMG, this is so good, it makes my heart beats faster. I loved this prequel, even though it has a freaking cliffhanger again, lol.

Waiting patiently for the rest. :)

I'm truly very happy you're writing this story again.
Mar. 12th, 2008 09:45 pm (UTC)
i'm sorry about that cliffhanger thing...i can't seem to help myself. hopefully my writing muses stick with me this time...if they do, i think i have quite a lot of story left me with this one :D
Mar. 12th, 2008 08:47 pm (UTC)
Ah this didn't get me all hot and bothered (that's not meant to be a bad thing) BUT it brought everything into perspective and gave me a look into the girl's head. Sir/Sam seems so much more clear now, I can picture her in my head a lot more.

Great writing, not too descriptive but with feeling and emotion.
Mar. 12th, 2008 09:47 pm (UTC)
Thank you for your comments xani. I'm glad you are enjoying it. yeah...not so much with the hot and bothered this chapter, lol...maybe in the next one :D
Mar. 12th, 2008 09:38 pm (UTC)
As Justin said, I like dick, but yet I'm fascinated by the heat I feel from stories such as this and it's sequel! I say that's a testament to some good writing!

I'm glad to see you writing original work again, too.
Mar. 12th, 2008 09:48 pm (UTC)
well, you know, i don't like dick, lol, but i love reading/writing m/m. i think the parts don't necessarily matter if the writing catches you.

Thanks for you comments Snow :D
Mar. 13th, 2008 01:46 am (UTC)
i think the parts don't necessarily matter if the writing catches you.

Most definitely, NY!
Mar. 12th, 2008 10:03 pm (UTC)
*fans self* You're putting ideas in my innocent little mind ny ;)
Mar. 12th, 2008 10:05 pm (UTC)
lol...i enjoy corrupting...although recollections is like WAY worse than this one so far. :D
Mar. 13th, 2008 04:39 am (UTC)
Hey! No vomiting - if it is helpful to you that straight girl thinks its hot, you've got this one totally in your corner.

Waiting.

Patiently.

Kind Of.

Mar. 13th, 2008 10:10 pm (UTC)
:D thank you hydra. it is quite helpful actually. there will be more fic on saturday. probably not for this wip, but for it's sequel (is it a sequel if i wrote it first? hmmm...lol) and of course...there will be bj_action fic :)
Mar. 16th, 2008 02:23 pm (UTC)
Hey, I haven't gotten thru the bj_action fics yet (friend in town visiting), though I'm sure yours is exquisite, but was there more fic from you yesterday? did I miss something on my flist?

Hope you're well-
N
Mar. 14th, 2008 12:59 pm (UTC)
My comment got lost in the IJ shuffle as you know, so here it is again:

I found this incredibly intriguing and sexy and I can't wait for more!
Mar. 14th, 2008 09:59 pm (UTC)
*licks you* thank you my darling bunny...i know you don't read wips so i appreciate your checking this out a lot.
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