The Dungeon (Open)

A mischievous smile twisted on Sadie's lips, and she could not keep herself from responding, "Mais oui, Madame, je comprends bien! Je ne peut pas utiliser le mot AND en conversation pour l'heure prochaine... merci, Maitresse." She delivered this last, pressing a kiss to Mistress Janella's boots, to show that she was teasing. Hoping that a little fun was permitted from time to time.

She nearly purred of her own accord, feeling the Domme's gentle stroking of her hair, and was only too willing to comply when given permission. She let her tongue roll like a kitten's happy purr (French lessons were good for something, then!), to let Mistress Janella know that she understood.

But at her prompting to explain the tattooed collar, Sadie's lips tightened into a rather humorless smile, and she stopped purring. "That was a mistake, Mistress," she answered quietly. "Last summer, Master Gio put a steel collar, with a lock, on one of his other girls, aan - so I was jealous. I thought I was ready for a permanent collar - I'd been with him longer."

She lowered her head at the memory. "So I went to the tattoo parlour without him, an - t-to ask them to give me the most permanent collar I could think of. It was painful, Mistress - it took much longer than I thought it would...but I kept thinking, I was doing it for Gio, he would be so surprised."

Sadie's eyes stung with tears, but she blinked them away. None fell, and she took some comfort in that. "He...his face was terrible when he saw it, Mistress. He wasn't angry - but he wasn't pleased, like I thought he would be. He looked - hurt. And - oops, sorry - um...well, he just took me in his arms an- to ask what I had done..." She looked up at Mistress Janella with a strange little smile. "He was hurt for me - he wasn't ready to collar me like that. He couldn't accept such a gesture - not yet. So it means nothing."

She cleared her throat, glancing around to make sure no one but Mistress Janella was listening to her story. "So. No other markings of submission, Mistress."



OOC: I tried your challenge, Stegral - tried not to use the word "and" in my post - but it's impossible! I'm way too addicted to the word! Just on another note, to any readers - I have no idea how safe a tattoo around the throat is, so please don't try this at home.

OOC: I must admit a friend of mine is into mind control. As a Dom this is his favourite task to put forth to anyone, especially those that believe that BDSM is all about the whips or pain. I had to use it, just to show... I am curious how many others reading had to try it. As a society we get attached to "easy words" so it is hard for us to relinquish control of them. (did you notice I have yet to use it?)
A throat tattoo is dangerous if the artist is not experienced. normally an artist that does it will have something on his/her own neck before putting it on others... ask for referances or to see his work. usually if the artist is good or been in it a long time he will be well inked themselves...

IC:
I watch Sadie as she replies to my request in french, using my statement in her reply. I give a small knowing smirk as I speak.
"Sadie, you will refrain from that, repeating my request in another language only shows me how you enjoy attempting to push the limits of being punished.I understand the slip & commend you for you effort, you realized it & was sincere in apologizing for it, well done ."
Thinking of her story about the collar I realize she may be talking of a girl I sent over to Gio as she was not suitable for me, but was perfect for him.
"Sadie, the girl you were jealous over, the one that prompted you to defy your Masters intuition, tell me, was she a petite brown haired, brown eyed girl? If so, Master Gio collared her before you because she had been broken quicker. Master Gio enjoys his trophies, you on the other hand were a challenge. Bending over a bit to meet her eyes I look deep into them, asserting my dominance, my tone of voice cutting through any barriers Do not think your action to the slave over there went unnoticed. I saw you stick your tongue out, I decided to let you have a bit of freedom, for now. Do not abuse my gentleness Sadie, for I can be mean & crude when I am pushed to it.
Sitting back but watching Sadie I revert back to my normal tone. The reason I ask about the other girl is because I sent one over a while ago.. she was useless to me, she NEEDED humiliation it was hard wired into her, she didn't understand my way, so I was frustrated & called your Master to take her as she seemed more suited to his ways.
shaking my head I now understand why Gio offered this girl to me.
"Sadie, you do realize you undermined your Masters authourity by tattooing your neck? You had yet to be broken to his requirement for a collar. You may have scarred him unknowingly. In his eyes he may see it as his own failure to have properly selected you or trained you. He may have known of your loyalty, but you had yet to submit fully to him, as the other girl had. Sadie, as long as you had spirit & spite in you he couldn't collar you... to be collared by Master Gio you cannot have any flame in your eyes, or have any backbone. You my dear have both."
Noticing both of our drinks are done I realize it is time for a short walk back to the bar, I wish for straight pop as I do not play if I have been drinking.
Picking up the prod I stand, keeping the leash loose so it hangs between us I ask her:
"Sadie, please pick up our glasses, we are going to go to the bar & get a couple more. I want one without alcohol in it, you may get what you wish"
I keep the prod low, allowing her it realize it is still there but I am not threatening her with it.
paitence Janella, she has made remarkable progress in a few short hours is all I can think to myself...
I turn to the bar, hoping she will do as I ask rather than desire another sting.

Sadie lowered her head - she was playing a dangerous game, teasing a Domme whose methods she knew nothing about. Mistress Janella would only allow so much to be chalked up to her 'spirit and spite', and Sadie knew better than to push her luck - espcially in public. "I am sorry, Mistress," she murmured, and was surprised to realize that she was quite sincere.

She thought about what the Domme had said, and took some comfort in the thought that Master Gio might have seen the loyalty in her misguided gesture, but...it was so hard to face the fact that she'd not been ready to take that step. She wasn't what he wanted in a collared slave. Deep down, Sadie supposed she'd known that - but after the trip to that tattoo parlour and Gio's less-than-enthusiastic reaction, she'd allowed her bad streak to take over. Angry at him, angry at herself, she'd wanted his punishment, if she couldn't have his love.

And now, at the end of his patience with her, he'd handed her over to Mistress Janella. He didn't kick her out, he'd given her to his friend... Sadie sat thinking about that for a long moment, and almost missed Mistress Janella's request.

She scrambled to her feet and took the glasses, following the Domme at a respectful distance to the bar. Noticing that she still carried the cattle prod, but did not brandish it - she was not using it to intimidate Sadie, just to remind her of her place.

Sadie set the two empty glasses on the bar, and flagged down the bartender, to attend to Mistress Janella. In a low voice, after she had ordered for herself, Sadie told the Domme that she would like to have a glass of water.

They waited for their drinks, and Sadie let her eyes roam over Mistress Janella's long, leather dress and high boots - she had something of a leather fetish, but was hesitant to admit it. She cleared her throat, and thought carefully before she spoke. "If I may ask, Mistress...what will you do with me?"

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They waited for their drinks, and Sadie let her eyes roam over Mistress Janella's long, leather dress and high boots - she had something of a leather fetish, but was hesitant to admit it. She cleared her throat, and thought carefully before she spoke. "If I may ask, Mistress...what will you do with me?"

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Looking at Sadie, realizing the words were chosen very carefully I replied.
"To be honest Sadie, I have no actual plan persay. I do know that I have been given permission to 'teach you your place' even though Master Gio's & My opinions are very different. Something else I do know is that I will use you to explore things I have yet to do with my other pets in the past. Do not worry Sadie, I have promised Master Gio to return you unscarred, I do believe though that you & I are going to grow quite a bit together, before you are returned. I do hope that when I am ready to give you back to the Master you love enough to have defied, you will have learned what a true submissive is to a Master."
I nod to the bartender & sip at my soda, contemplating things in my mind.
I sit on a stool & motion for Sadie to do the same. I know I am getting odd glances from others as I treat Sadie with more respect then they feel I should be, but trust is built & earned, it can be destroyed in a simple gesture. Sadie is so used to walking the fine line I need to be careful as well. I have gained some respect from her, now comes a harder part. She has told me scat & non-consentual are off limits... I wonder if she realizes how many facets there are to explore.
"Sadie, I would like to start off with some light sensory play, I rarely flog or whip so do not be alarmed. Those are reserved for actual punishment of my pets. Do you see the table over in the play area? the one with the white sheet draped over it? I would like it if you would expose your back to me as you lay face down on that table. Do you trust me enough to do that for me, without knowing what I am about to do?" Wondering if she will comply or question. I realize there are towels near the table to cover with but they could also be used for stripping underneath in preperation to allow play to start without totally exposing oneself to the viewers.

Sadie nodded, but deep down she wondered if she would end up disappointing Mistress Janella, by evening's end. There had been other Dom/mes in the past who'd thought to teach her poise and manners and positions to assume on command - most had given up before too long, in sheer frustration. Master Gio was the only one who'd believed she could become something more - even if he was not the one to teach her.

She took the seat offered to her next to the Domme at the bar, and held her glass of water to her mouth, just to feel the ice melting against her lips. It was something, to be allowed this small luxury - especially in a place like this, where tradition reigned. Sadie decided now was not the time to open her big mouth, which so often got her into trouble.

So she was alert and looked toward the play area almost at once when Mistress Janella began to describe the type of play she'd be interested in - still remaining very vague and mysterious about actual details. Sadie paused a moment - this was certainly a test of faith, and of how willing she might be to try something new. She was a little uneasy, agreeing to play without knowing what kind of play it would be, but she did feel a level of immediate trust with Mistress Janella. Gio would never have left her in the hands of someone he didn't trust completely - no matter how angry with me.. And she had not used Sadie's story about the collar to manipulate her.

Looking back at the Domme with a small smile, Sadie put her glass down and slipped off the stool to walk over to the table in the play area, dropping her chainmail bra heavily to the floor as she went. She'd never been ashamed of her body, and felt she owed Mistress Janella this act of public submission and exhibition. She knelt on the table and laced her fingers behind her neck, lowering herself slowly onto her stomach. Turning her face back to the bar, she spoke quietly, but clearly. "Please, Mistress - if you will trust me to try my best to behave - I would be so grateful if you would play with me."

stubborn wench said:

"Please, Mistress - if you will trust me to try my best to behave - I would be so grateful if you would play with me."

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Picking up our glasses I walk over to the table, watching Sadie as I go.
Unsure if she is taunting me or if she is being genuine.
I wonder if she will notice I left the prod at the bar?
I place the glasses on the table, feeling Sadies eyes on me, understanding her fear yet knowing deep inside her she has a need to be used, as much as I hate humiliation I feel she is to be rewarded for her efforts.I bend in towards her, hoping this submission is true & I will not be spat at.
"Sadie, would you like others to watch you be my toy, to be used as I desire, to watch how I can bring pleasure to myself & a pet without sex?"
I offer her the water as I await her answer...
Feeling the anticipation of the clubs patrons as I ready myself for the scene I am about to create I can feel the eyes upon us, watching, waiting. It has been some time since I scened & the gentlness of mine seem to put even the most new at ease knowing there is not just the harsh side to the lifestyle...
As Sadie takes her glass to contemplate her words I go to the shelf nearby & pick up a tray & a towel bundling some items, I bring them back & place them carefully next to my glass. Slowly unbundling the towel I allow Sadie to see what I am about to use on her...I reach out & stroke Sadies hair, hoping this calm is genuine, as it need to be for me to open a new door for her.

Sadie blushed a little at Mistress Janella's question - a reaction that surprised her. She so often took for granted that she would be displayed and her talents exhibited for others that she hardly felt it as humiliating, anymore. But to be asked if she wanted it brought the realization home to her, that she chose, every time, to be presented to others this way.

She took the water and sipped at it, letting her eyes wander around the room over the rim of her glass. She did want them to watch her - the audience would add another dimension to the scene, and make it more intense for them both.

"Yes," she answered quietly, setting her glass down, "I would like to know they are watching you use me, as you will, Mistress." She watched as the Domme set out the toys she planned to use, and Sadie's eyes widened slightly in excitement and trepidation. Such toys were familiar to her, but she'd never experienced extended play with any of them. She felt Mistress Janella's fingers in her hair, and it had an immediate calming effect. She could ride her apprehension, without letting it spiral into fear - she trusted that Mistress Janella would not hurt her.

Her eyes sparkled with anticipation as she smiled up at the Domme, and then returned her fingers to the back of her neck and lowered herself face-down on the table again. "Is this how you'd like me, Mistress?"

Sorry for the length... I love detail...

stubborn wench said:

"Yes," she answered quietly, setting her glass down, "I would like to know they are watching you use me, as you will, Mistress. Is this how you'd like me, Mistress?"

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Watching Sadie lay back down on the table I realize the trust in us has been built, I am glad she understands I will not harm her.
"Sadie, I am going to put a bit more light on the scene, it is why I asked if you minded others watching. I know I am new to you, but I also know Master Gio would have you used to being on display without question, so you are used to being watched. Yes, the back will be just fine for now, Thank you. We are still going to use "red" as your safe word & also I would ask to use the purring to help me know what you are enjoying as I have never played with you before & have not truely had sufficent time to properly get to know you. Are you ready Sadie?"
I run my hands over her hair again watching her eyes as they meet mine.
She is not facing the patrons but focoused on me. I am on the backside of the table, leaving an unimpeded view of the body before me. I lift Sadies head & place the small pillow under it, fanning her beautiful hair out for the watchers to see.
I see a genuine smile cross her lips as she tells me she is ready. I stand up a bit & do something unexpected by her but normal to me, I plant a short kiss on her temple, letting her know she is cherished, as are all who allow themselves to be played with by me. I see the confusion cross for a split second then the realization of her safety in my hands.
I pick up a small pinwheel, bringing it slowly past Sadies view so she knows what I am about to do. I signal the bartender to turn up the lights on us as we are now ready. Slowly the lights are brought up to a brightness I like & stop my gesture, the lights stay there. Seeing the people near the stage I look up at them, smiling as I speak.
"Patrons of the Dungeon, I present to you Sadie, tonight Sadie is allowing herself to be shown the pleasures of sensory touch for your viewing pleasure."
As I finish my little intro I place a pinwheel on the small of Sadies back, rolling it slowly & slightly up & down in the valley between her ass cheeks & ribs. I hear her gasp at the inital touch of the cold prickly metal to her warm soft skin, showing me she has not been deadened to soft touch as so many brutalized submissives have been.
Exploring further up her back, tracing her spine, I come to her shoulder blades, moving the wheel along the bottom ridge I hear her purr... I look down to see her eyes are closed, showing me complete trust. I take another wheel, this one has slightly larger cogs on it, I place it at the base of her skull as the other continues to trace the shoulder blade outline. I feel her push slightly up against the pinwheel, knowing she is safe. I trace the larger down her spine, just off to the side of it, catching every nerve attached to it. I gracefully turn it at her tailbone & apply it to the other side back, following it up the spine, back to the starting point. I remove the larger from her body as I run the smaller down her side playfully tickling her until I reach her hips, where I turn the wheel in & trace up along the cheek line to her inner thigh, down to her inner knee & back up the outside of her body to the shoulder. I watch as her body fluidly follows the trail of the pinwheel. I reach across the table, switching the pinwheel to my other hand as I do. Starting at the shoulder I work the wheel over to her side, tracing it down to her hip, under her ass cheek to the inner thigh, turning it there to travel down to her knee & back up to the shoulder again. I watch her body move ever so slightly under the touch & it brings a feeling of satisfaction to me, knowing I can make her feel so erotic under my hands. I glance up slightly to view the patrons & see all are watching intently, Masters & pets alike. I slowly walk down to the end of the table to Sadie's feet. Armed with a pinwheel in both hands now I trace the outer parts of her feet simultanously, working to the heels & up the center of her calves, bringing the wheels out to the shin bone at the underside of her legs, tracing down to the tops of her feet, along the tips of the toes to the inner arch & up to the heels. I lean into the table a bit as I run the wheels up her inner calves, watching her legs relax & open slightly as I reach her knees. Starting back down to her feet I allow my pinky finger to run alongside the wheel, just for a bit extra, unable to hear if Sadie is purring or not. I have not heard the word yet to show me she is uncomfortable enough to want to stop so I return to the backside of the table to see Sadie's face to be sure all is ok. I personally feel I have done nothing to hurt her but do like checking to be sure from time to time as not all discomfort is physical. I see her face relaxed, her eyes still closed, a look of bliss almost present. I smile, knowing I am helping her enjoy her body as she should. Placing both pinwheels in one hand I stroke her hair, iliciting a purr from her smiling lips.
"Sadie, are you ready for the next toy? I think you are..." I say in a low tone, putting down the pinwheels & putting on the fingerspikes, slowly, allowing her time to process the stimulation so far, to enjoy the eroticism, too far too fast & you lose them. I prefer to take my pets into "subspace" slowly, allowing them to fully enjoy the ride.
Looking at Sadie's face I wonder how she will reply... spoken or purring....

i can see I will be spending some time reading this topic

While I do that, I will add myself to the register:

Character:

Name: Tuomas (yes, originality is my sin)
Hair: blonde, straight short hair
Height: 6'
Position: Uhm.. only one? Dominant.
Sexual orientation: Straight.
Turns on: tying things up, control, experimenting, and other things that can't be summed up in just a few words, oh, and I'm obsessed with girl's mouths
Turns off: Extreme pain, water, anal and finding out other turn offs.

As I watch Sadie I browse the audience to see some familiar faces...
I see an old friend, Tuomas, sitting in the front row... petless...
I grin as I feel the eyes upon me, glancing back to Sadie I see.....

Jackie talking to Cole (IrishLuck)

"Me? Why would you think I'd have any experience?"

I smiled, and I looked up to see an fake surprised face as he continued,

"I'm experienced in more or less everything - a jack of all trades, in a way."

I felt excited at the idea of him showing me what he has got in store for me, that is if he wanted me to be his pet and I hoped so.

"I'm experienced in more or less everything - a jack of all trades, in a way.........But I specialize in having pets, of course - namely, the ones that beg to have me when I'm through with their nightly 'punishments'."

I was slightly shocked at how bold he was and it was very rare to hear some Doms being bold like that and I smiled at him,

"Sir, I am not the begging kind, but I could be one if you wished. But I have to warn you, I quite love receiving punishments as long as it does not give me extreme pain which I hate so much," I told him. Then I heard Mistress Janella saying something out loud from the Playroom and I wondered what were going on.

"Oh, Mistress Janella seemed to have something going on in the Playroom," I paused, wondering if I should dare to ask him, and then I continued, "Sir, I wondered if you would like to go and see what is going on over there?" I pointed to the crowd near the Playroom and I was hoping because I have heard all about Mistress Janella's gentle ways with her pets and I wanted to see it for myself.


((Sorry, I was away in Sweden and have not been posting much lately but I am back!! And very pleased to see how the thread is getting on! Thanks Stergal for looking after the Dungoen! ))

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((OOC: I am not sure if anyone is interested in continuing this thread.... if anyone DOES want to continue this thread, please do PM me and I think I will make an OOC thread as I want to get more people joining in! The same goes for anyone WHO don't want to continue this thread, send me a PM so I can remove the names from the list!))

Jason DeVine

Character Name: Jason DeVine
Age: 31
Hair: Long black, straight hair
Eyes: deep green
Appearance:6' tall and very slender, he cuts an androgynous figure.

Influential in society, he is often seen at all the 'right' establishments and he can virtually always find an attractive woman to share his bed (whether his stunning Russian redheaded wife Tania is present or not).

He and Tania have explored some kinky things like her using a vibrator on his bottom while they have sex, putting hot wax on each other's bodies, spanking, sex in public places and also loosely tying each other up.

Tania has always been more depraved and eager to try new things in bed, so Jason feels that he has some catching-up to do:
He uses his society contacts to find out about Mistress Janella's club and he is now looking to explore BDSM and the limits of his own sexuality so that he can gain a deeper understanding of his wife and explore their rampant sexuality together.
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Jason has chosen head-to-toe Valentino clothing for this evening...he had found that the designer's classic lines always made a good impression with new people.
Walking up to the doors of the establishment; his 'pass' allowed him straight through the doormen, who he recognised, but who gave barely a flicker of acknowledgement. "Good, that is as it should be." he thought as he passed them into the main area of the club.
Jason knew that this place had a very good reputation as one of the leading BDSM places, and Tania had always hinted as REALLY enjoying the style and the clothing...they had recently invested in a ceiling-mounted sex harness, X-shaped rack and also with whips for both of them...yet he was still a bit taken aback with some of the things which whe could half-glimpse going on in shadowed corners of the club.

In most of the social functions he attended Jason was already farily well-known, so having to learn new social skills was quite alien to him; however, he knew that he was like a fish-out-of-water in this place.
Looking around, he hoped to draw the attention (or catch sight) of someone who could help him as he approached a bartender.
"Dry Martini, please" he requested as he took a seat at the bar.

Stegral said:

As I watch Sadie I browse the audience to see some familiar faces...
I see an old friend, Tuomas, sitting in the front row... petless...
I grin as I feel the eyes upon me, glancing back to Sadie I see.....

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(OOC: Interesting that you said petless so many months ago)

Tuomas sits down on a bench and wonders what's up...

OOC: May I join? I like to be sub. But, I'd like to create my own character.

slippedhalo said:

OOC: May I join? I like to be sub. But, I'd like to create my own character.

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can't see why not.. I will finish the scene/session with Sadie since that is dead-ended. you have seen the diff between petshow & here, let me know how to play

Sabine
Age: 21
Stunning redhead with expressive brown eyes and porcelain skin. B cup breasts, firm round ass, small waist, and shaved pussy. (see picture links in signature to know what she looks like.)

Interests: Music (she plays piano and guitar quite well and sings beautifully), dancing (quite good at strip tease)
Enjoys bondage and verbal abuse but not so much into more physical pain beyond the occasional spanking or pinching. Is willing to try most anything once but is still within somewhat more mainstream tastes (no furries, fuzzies, golden showers, incest, beastiality,ect) loves sex toys and sometimes enjoys group sex.

Sabine has been a slave to her former neighbor, Henry for almost two years. He flirted with her when she first moved into the neighborhood and slowly initiated her into submissiveness within six months of their first meeting. From her nineteenth birthday she was his devoted slave and gave herself to him willingly. Now, she is in need of a new Master. Henry has lost interest. Sabine is heartbroken.


Master Henry had been angry with her ever since the fire. But she hadn't set the fire. It was an electrical problem with the house. It didn't matter, he was furious that his precious beachhouse was in cinders and the only belongings in it that survived where his slave and the few family heirlooms of his that she could carry out of the house with her before it burned to the ground. His melancholy had lasted for two weeks. Two weeks of near silence. He never touched her, and rarely spoke to her except when he told her what to make for his meals or ordered her to go to sleep and leave him alone. Sabine felt lonely and rejected.

That's why her mood brightened when he told her he was taking her out and dressed her up in her finest lengerie and leather. It was a BDSM club and she was hopeful that she and Master Henry would have a nice time together and reclaim their lost spark.

But, soon her hope faded as he nearly dragged her over to the area for available slaves and took off her beautiful silver collar that he had given her for her last birthday, pocketing it and replacing it with a white one, chained to the bar. A very obvious sign that she was available. He, meanwhile, busied himself looking for her replacement and left her without even a goodbye. That little after nearly years of devoted service. Sabine held back her tears bravely not wanting to grant him the satisfaction of seeing how much he'd hurt her.

Stegral said:

can't see why not.. I will finish the scene/session with Sadie since that is dead-ended. you have seen the diff between petshow & here, let me know how to play

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You'll have to help me along a little. I haven't had the time to do all the reading here or in pet show, to be honest.

Looking down at Sadie I see her quite content & almost asleep.
I cover her with a towel & take off the fingerspikes. I bend to her, whispering in her ear.
"Sadie, it seems we have another drop off, but unlike yours it seems more permanent. I will return, but if you are done Feel free to get up off the table & relax, but do not leave the club"
Placing the fingerspikes on the towel I watch the Master tie up his slave after ripping the prized collar from her neck & adorning her with a white one. I walk over to the two, the assured dominance in my step.
"Hello, I am Mistress Janella, I run the club & do not take kindly to abandoning your pets here to be scooped up when they are most vunerable. Do you not see the pain & confusion in the poor girls eyes?
If you are TRUELY giving her away, as pets are NOT sold in this establishment, then I shall take her until she is over the shock of being so rudely left behind by someone she obviously adores."
Watching the man carefully, I awaits his response.
NP slipped, try & read my posts, as it is I you will probably be playing with

Henry snickers and replies, "Well, no I guess she's not really up for sale not unless someone is willing to make a good offer. But...I'm willing to trade her, or at least look for something new." he admitted to the owner. "You can have her if you want her. She's an excellent fuck but not very bright as I have recently discovered."

Sabine could barely look at Master Henry as he spoke, all smug and self-satisfied about her. She knew he had hoped she would have tossed his safe out the window before jumping out herself on that fateful night. She knew it would have been the right thing to do, logically, but she was afraid for her life and for the beautiful things in his home that she knew meant something special to his family. She thought she'd done well at least saving something from the fire. But, now she saw he would have rather she died tossing all of his belongings out of the window with her last dying breath. Why had she loved him for so long? She wondered.

slippedhalo said:

Henry snickers and replies, "Well, no I guess she's not really up for sale not unless someone is willing to make a good offer. But...I'm willing to trade her, or at least look for something new." he admitted to the owner. "You can have her if you want her."

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"Fine, I will accept your supposedly useless pet. The rules of the club are you may approach a white collared one, but until THEY accept your by offering the collar to you, you CANNOT leash them as your own."
Untying the Pets leash from the bar, Mistress Janella looks at the abandoning Master & offers one last reprive.
"You are certain of this forfiture of ownership? I do not want you thinking you can take her back with you if you don't find something suitable. Most of the expierenced Sub's here have just seen what you did & will probably not accept you as a Master, unless you are lucky & find one that likes humiliation & tires easily of his/her owners."
Watching his face register what has been said the Mistress awaits his response.
Watching the poor discarded pet out of the corner of her eye for signs of extreme abuse.

(sorry I switch from 1st -3rd person view, can't help it.)

Sabine looks up at Master Henry, one last plea in her eyes but she won't beg. Not out loud, not after this humiliation and rejection.

He looks her over quickly and waves dismissively, "I need a drink." he grumbles. "This one cost me millions with her lack of judgement. I know it wasn't intentional but I just can't look at her without getting angry and resentful. So, no, I don't want her anymore. I don't think I'd be good for her anymore." He looks over the others again quickly and then adds, "You're probably right. I'd be better off training a brand new one." he said before nodding politely and then backing away, to make haste for the doors of the establishment, leaving Sabine behind.

Sabine simply stares at the floor in disbelief. How could this be happening?

slippedhalo said:

Sabine simply stares at the floor in disbelief. How could this be happening?

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"come, come now, He wasn't worthy as a Master if he dumps you like this. Any Master worth of that title would have found you someone or somewhere to go & by the look on your face this is quite a shock"

Reaching out Misress Janella touches the collared girls chin, rising it to look into her eyes.

" I will not harm you, pain is not my thing, neither is extreme degradation. Come to the bar, get something to drink then come & meet Sadie. She was dropped off to my by her Master earlier, but I knew she was coming."

Walking over to the bar Mistress Janella gazes over to Sadie whom is lying on the table still but has pulled the sheet over her to await Her return.

"Barkeep, water for myself, icewater for Sadie & whatever this new one wants. I am sorry I never got your name. What do you wish to be called?"

Sabine felt a little more reassurance from this woman and her confidence improved a tad along with her mood. She followed her new Master? Mistress? Masteress? (she wasn't sure what to call a female dom) she followed to the bar and answered the question in her soft, sweet voice, "Sabine and...do you have iced tea here?" she asked politely.

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"Sabine and...do you have iced tea here?" she asked politely.

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"Yes, Sabine, we do have iced tea. Barkeep, an iced tea for Sabine please. I see the confusion & pain in those eyes & I am sorry. I am not you new Mistress, but I will keep you safe until a suitable new owner comes for you. Please address me as Mistress if there are no other Dominants in the area,address me as Mistress Janella if there are other Dominants present to reduce the possible confusion of to whom you are speaking. I trust you have basic knowledge of proper etiquette? ahh here are the drinks, please take your ice tea & Sadie's water & come with me"
I pick up my glass & her leash & slowly walk to Sadie, Sabine quickly following with the 2 glasses in her hands. You can hear the ice clinking on the glass as the path is made to the play are & back to Sadie.