Life's Lessons (Part Three)

Saturday dawns and you instruct the men from the night before to bring "him" down to the dungeon area. You pass the two way mirror and know that inside are Beth and Jade, one of them just waiting for you to slip up, to make one tiny mistake and then he would be hers. You vow to yourself that it will never happen. The sounds of chains rattling as he's brought into the room and you instruct the men to "bring him here" and point at a spot on the floor. Seconds later he's in place, you take the keys from his "guards" and then you're alone. "Look at me" you say in a voice reminiscent of last nights encounter with Jade and his face slowly looks up to see you standing there.

He sees a woman incased in a skin tight black latex rubber cat suit. Only her eyes and mouth are showing through the hood she is wearing. The black heels are tall as you almost tower over him and you can see just a little fear but mostly anger floating in his eyes. "My name is Mistress Dominique, you will…." Where is the woman who was brought in with me last night?"

"My name is Mistress Dominique and…."

"Where is Cheryl?" The sound of the slap resonated throughout the building. His cheek a flaming red he looked stunned as you took his chin in hand and fixed his eyes on yours. "You speak when you are spoken to. You answer yes or no Mistress and you obey my orders quickly or you will suffer the consequences."

"The woman Cheryl is in good hands, she will come to no harm as long as you follow my wishes. Do I make myself clear?" The stunned look on his face had been replaced by one of quiet defiance. "I said" as you grab him by the throat and squeeze, "do I make myself clear." His face turning a crimson red you see in his eyes that he will take his last breath before acknowledging you. "Fine, we can do this the hard way if you so desire." With that you let him go and he gasps for a breath of much needed air. You reach up above him and bring down a hook, which is attached to a pulley, latching it shut onto the shackles, which hold his wrists. You walk behind him and with a sharp pull rip his shirt from his body.

Walking around you use the key and remove the chain that had connected to his restraints. A push of a button and the pulley begins to take the hook upward lifting his hands up until they are pointed to the ceiling. You let the apparatus continue to do it's job as he is lifted up and his feet are dangling a mere six inches from solid ground. You see the muscles in his back ripple as they work desperately to try and compensate for his predicament. Taking him by the leg you slowly turn him as he spins helplessly while you walk over towards the two-way mirror. You put your most evil smile forward and flash them a look with your eyes. You bend over, pick up a whip and then walk leisurely back over to where he is watching your every move.

This time the sound is almost deafening as you crack the whip once and can't help but notice how he flinches. You once again take him by the leg and stop his movement, turning him so his back is directly to you and his face towards the mirror. "Now, let us try again. My name is Mistress Dominique and you will obey me. Do you understand?" and with that the whip cracked across his back leaving a bright red welt where it had made contact with his skin. He jerked involuntarily and you heard the muffled scream that he fought desperately to keep quiet. "My name is Mistress Dominique and you will obey me. Do you understand?" as a second time the whip found it's mark.

The game went on forever it seemed. "My name is Mistress Dominique and you will obey me. Do you understand?" Your voice never changed an octave, it was the same every single time as was the punishment. Finally after more lashes than you can count you make your way in front of the sweat soaked creature hanging there. His head is bowed resting almost on his chest. You take the hilt of the whip and put it underneath his chin bringing his face up to meet yours. His eyes are glazed, his body twitching from it's torture and you look at him and say "My name is Mistress Dominique and you will obey me. Do you understand?" A second or two passes and he weakly replies, "I want to see Cheryl" and with that he passes out.

You stand there for a moment as he hangs lifeless in front of you and then you take the hood and push it back off your face. Walking across the floor you see Beth coming out from behind the mirror and she says, "Exceptional my dear, you have quite the taste in men. He will be worth it in the long run." Jade and the two guards come up and she tells them to let him down and take him back to his cell. "No", you exclaim as all three stop dead in their tracks. I want him to hang there for at least another hour, then and only then will you take him down. Is that clear?" as you looked directly at Jade who smiled and answered in her sweetest tone, "Yes, Mistress Dominique."

That night you saw Kim for the first time since their encounter with Jade. Kim showed you the cane marks across the backs of her legs that Jade had insisted upon her receiving for her insolence. "Mistress Beth thinks that Jade knows best, but I don't" she said after you had told her that you needed her help. Later that evening Kim escorted you to the door to cell two, opened it and shoved you inside. "You've got five minutes, make them count" she said in a voice as authoritatively as she could muster. You stumble in and fall to the ground, your hands shackled in front of you. He tries to rise to help you but the wear and tear of the day on his body is too much and he can't stand.

Your hair and dress a mess you crawl over to him and hold his head as he looks up at you and smiles. "Are you alright?" he asks and your heart hurts to see him in so much pain but only concerned about your well being. "I'm fine, it's you I'm worried about. What did they do to you?" He told her of the events earlier that day, at least what he remembered before he had passed out. "My lord, she sounds like an evil woman. You must do as she says." He smiled as best he could and tells you, "I will never let them take from me what is mine and mine alone." Once again you feel the familiar ache of your heart as you see him beaten but unbroken.

The door to the cell opens and the voices announces "time up" so you lean over, kiss him tenderly on the cheek and rise to make your way through the door. Kim shuts it, locks it and then turns and unlocks your shackles. As you walk together you tell her of the day and your worries for his safety. "Well then" she says, "You must be even harder on him come tomorrow. If you don't break him their sure to turn Jade loose and he'll welcome death by the time she's finished." You shudder at your friend's words but know that they ring true.

Tomorrow arrives and at the crack of dawn you have him brought back down to the dungeon. This time he is stripped naked and blindfolded before he is brought down and put in front of you. If he had been able to see then he would have taken in the sight of the black corset with gartered stockings and boots, which reached halfway up your legs. Your hair pulled back in a ponytail with a black metal studded choker around your neck to finish off the look. "Now where were we?" you say as you trail your fingernails down his back, his body twitching as each nail rakes across the still fresh welts. You walk in front of him and he flinches as you run you hand over his face.

"Let's see if yesterdays lesson taught you anything. My name is Mistress Dominique and you will obey me. Do you understand?" Four hours later, you stand there as covered in sweat as he is. You think to yourself, I've tied him in positions that left him screaming in agony, I've marked him with the hot iron, I've clamped him in every vulnerable spot known to me, I've hung him, caned him, I've done everything but kill him and all he says is, "Where is Cheryl?" I'm beginning to hate that woman....

As you walk past the mirror there stands both women, this time though Beth stops you saying, "He's amazing, my dear. Maybe it's time we let Jade try her hand at..."

"No" you exclaimed startling the woman with the power of your response. "I will finish this tonight, he will be mine" and with that you walked away. You spent the rest of the day wondering, thinking, and plotting what to do. Later that afternoon you met with Kim and planned one more attempt to try to convince him about what he had to do.

You met her in the same spot and she put the wrist restraints on you. If you hadn't been so concerned about him and what was about to happen you might have noticed how quiet Kim was, how her coloring wasn't quite right but your mind was elsewhere. You walked down the hallway, turned the corner and came up to the cell door where Kim inserted the key. "I'll take it from here" you hear behind you and before you could turn around you felt someone grab you by your hair and pull you backwards.

You screamed as you found yourself face to face with Jade, her face twisted to the point of madness. She slams you forward into the cell door where your head makes contact with the bars there. Stunned, you start to slump but she grabs you by the neck, pushing you forward against the bars as she yells "Is there your sweet Cheryl? Is this the woman you were asking about?" His body racked with pain you see the effort it takes as he slowly gets to his feet and roars "Leave her alone, do you hear me? Leave her alone!"

Jades laughter sends chills down your spine as the grip she has on you is nearly suffocating. That combined with the blow from the door has taken all the sting out and you find yourself helpless to keep her from taunting the helpless man. "She is quite pretty I must admit, I wonder if she'll enjoy what I have in store for her? I guess we'll find out together" and with her laughter following you down the corridor she takes you and heads for the bowels of the home. All the time she's laughing you hear his voice bellowing "I said leave her alone!" All down the flight of stairs she hasn't relented her grip on your neck and when you entire the dungeon you surrender to the blackness.

When you awoke you found yourself laid out on a table, drifting, as if the voices you were hearing were far, far away. You turned your head and saw Jade talking to Mistress Beth as they were walking towards you. "I must admit, Mistress Dominique has come up with an inspiring plan. This man seems to care so much for his darling Cheryl that if he believes she's going to be forced to endure the same type of treatment he has then he'll change his mind about cooperating. I do think that we'll have to show him we mean business so Dominique decided we'd use Kim here as her double. The mask she's wearing will enable the charade to work perfectly and Kim does so enjoy this sort of thing don't you dear?"

You tried to speak from the fog of whatever had you in its spell but a muffled groan was the best you could manage. The gag inside the mask had made speech impossible. You saw the gleam in Jade's eye and then Beth looking down at you, patting on your shoulder saying, "I know this is like a dream come true for you my child but try to act like you're not enjoying this. Remember?" Once again you tried to speak but your words went unheeded as Beth turned and began to walk away. "You said you'd start at eight? I wouldn't miss it for the world" and as she departed Jade leaned close and smiled saying "By eight the drug will have worn off and I promise you'll feel everything, everything."

To Be Continued...