Once Bitten Ch. 08

She did so eagerly. I unbuttoned the top buttons of the raincoat, enough to see that was the entirety of her outfit. I could feel her senses burn with humiliation, which she processed into arousal. I sensed she was dripping long before she knocked on my door.

"Are you ready?" I asked.

She nodded, and I joined her outside my apartment. I took her hand and walked her down the steps into the garage. There were no sounds except the clicking of her heels. I stopped about twenty paces from the playroom entrance.

"Unbuckle and unbutton your raincoat." I said, and tipped my eyes down to watch.

Her eyes widened, then with a soft smile she did exactly what I told her to. The coat hung open revealing her breasts, and her landing strip of pubic hair above her smooth pussy. She put her hands to her sides, and I could feel her hum in excitement. Her exhibitionist streak added to her humiliation kink.

We walked into the dungeon, and then through the playroom back into the office. Lexi was behind the counter, and smiled.

"Hi Rick," she said, then turned to Rachael, completely comfortable with Rachael's brazen nudity,

"You must be Rachael," Lexi continued, "Welcome to our dungeon, Please read these forms carefully, then sign below. Print your safe word clearly here."

Not for the first time, I felt frustration from Racheal, "Is all this completely necessary?" She asked under her breath, as her finger traced over the wordy form.

Her nipples were like little diamonds resting on pink cones. Her rapid breath exposed her arousal. She bit her lip as she read, impatiently. Then she wrote her safeword, "lavender" and signed her name.

"Thank you," Lexi said, and gathered the papers, "Please remember if you hear a siren or the flashing red light, you must stop all play. Wait for me to tell you what to do."

I nodded to Lexi, and took Rachael by the arm, and escorted her to the playroom.

"Well she's a little nazi," Rachael complained.

She bit her lip. I could feel her frustration, her arousal had dipped lower. I looked at her and she returned my look. Slowly I won the contest, and she lowered her eyes.

"Good girl," I said, "take off your raincoat and kneel."

That got her buzzing again, I pulled her raincoat off her shoulders and she knelt where she was in just a pair of simple strap-on heels.

I had her lift up her wrists, and I cuffed each wrist with a leather cuff. She was trembling. I pulled both wrists behind her back, and clipped them together. Then I knelt and cuffed each of her ankles, but left them free.

"Crawl on your knees to that bench," I said, pointing to the spanking bench.

She looked at me with wide eyes, then managed to shift slowly forward on her knees. The floor of the dungeon was padded, so it wasn't painful. But the posture of her hands behind her back, her complete nakedness, all were making her more and more aroused.

When she got to the bench I helped her to straddle it. I cuffed each of her ankles to the end of the bench. Her knees were pressed up, near where her torso rested on the bench top, her thighs almost horizontal to the floor. Her ass hung just off the edge of the bench, her labia thick and glistening with arousal, blooming in anticipation.

The red lights flashed and the siren went off. I froze, and didn't touch Rachael. She growled, frustrated with the interruption. Brooke and Lexi appeared, and came forward.

Brooke, went and unclipped Rachael's ankles, then helped her to her feet.

"Sorry, Rick, I had to stop you," Lexi explained, "There was no audible consent, and we need to hear her safeword to continue."

I closed my eyes, in my excitement I forgot the protocol. I nodded.

"Thank you Lexi," I said, "You're right, I messed up,"

"I'm going to let you start again, Rick," Give me a couple minutes to get back to the booth, then when the light goes off, you can start again.

Rachael was mortified and embarrassed, her level of arousal was shot. I was determined to start again, so I waited for the light to go off.

I stepped back in front of her. Again there was the awkward stare down. Then her eyes lowered.

"Knees," I said.

Rachael sunk to her knees, her thighs parted, her unlipped wrists lying on her thighs.

"Do you consent," I asked, then I listed the things I wanted to do, per the protocol.

She nodded silently, "Use your voice." I barked, feeling my own frustration.

"I consent to... all of it." she said.

According to the rules, that was acceptable.

"When you use your safeword, after I begin," I recited the boilerplate I'd had to memorize, "I will stop the scene. The DM will come and assist. They will ensure your safety and determine what the next steps are."

I'd practiced that several times while I was waiting for Rachael, that phrase was important to be recorded by the monitoring system.

"Say you safeword." I said.

Rachael, shook her head, "I can't remember it."

"Say it," I said, again, "it was lavender."

"No," she said, and stared at me with a frustrated expression, "I don't want a safe word. I want to trust you. Safe words are bullshit. You have me in your grip, at your whim, and I feel safe with you, I don't need a fucking word."

I stepped back, looking at her.

"We're done then," I said,

I didn't get to say, "for tonight," before in a flash she was on her feet, and she slapped me hard.

"You're a fucking coward," she hissed, and slapped me again.

Suddenly I was in my natural form. Sirens were blaring red light flashing, Rachel's neck was in my grip, her feet were two feet off the floor. My wings spread out, and my tail had coiled around her ankles. My tail was pulling her, stretching her body in my grip.

Then about 10,000 volts of electricity tried to press into my hide near my shoulder. It felt like a handshake buzzer. I tore the taser wires out with my free hand.

I laughed.

Then Lexi twisted behind me and took me to the mat with a sweep to my leg. I let go of Rachael and she dropped to the floor gasping for breath. Brooke flashed next to me, her brilliant blue eyes gleaming, and a smirk on her lips. A tree branch about six inches in diameter sung at my head from nowhere smacked me in my chin. I rolled on my belly dazed.

Lexi was on top of me instantly, pulling my wrists behind my back and lashing them together with rope. I tried to break free, but her knots were too tight. In a flash, she reversed and my ankles were bound the same way.

"Check Rachael," Lexi barked at Brooke.

Lexi bound my ankles to my wrists. I laid hogtied on the floor brought down in less than a minute by a five foot nothing ninja.

"She's okay," Brooke said, "Just shook."

"Take her back and check her vitals," Lexi said, "hopefully we won't have to call EMTs."

Lexi sat on my shoulder, and tapped my horn, "So what are you?" she asked.

I pushed my normal form out, and tried to free myself, but Lexi's ropes still held snug.

"Incubus," I said, "what are you?"

"Kitsune," she smiled, she tugged at my wrists, "charmed ropes."

She flashed into a fox form and licked my face, then flashed back. She sat in front of me and crossed her legs.

"What am I gonna do with you?" she asked, "I get what happened, wasn't your fault you were provoked."

Then another pop and Sammi's voice, "We need to take him to the Enclave overnight, Lex," she said, "You know the rules."

"Sometimes the rules are stoopid," Lexi said, "flip you for it? I don't want to take that bitch back to her apartment, she might trip and get a cut on her knee."

"Brooke and I will take care of her," Sammi said, "Take lover boy here to the Enclave."

Sammi crouched down, and lifted my chin up, then pressed a kiss to my forehead. "I'll be there in a bit, Rick. We will get this smoothed over. It was limited exposure. But we need to follow protocol."

"Okay, Sammi." I said, "Can I stand up? I'm not going to fight."

"Up to Lexi," Sammi said, then headed towards the offices in the back.

Lexi quickly unbound me, and I stood up and brushed off my trousers.

"My Mistress is a succubus," she said, grabbing my hand, then we poofed into the park.

We appeared in the clearing that Sammi had transported me to the night she torched my apartment. I recognized the path, and Lexi and I walked together down the path.

"My - well he's not my son - but like my son," Lexi continued, "Anyway, he's a halfling, part incubus, part, we don't really have a good name for his other power."

"Really?" I smiled, "A family with a succubus mother and an incubus son? That must make Thanksgiving fun."

"Oh we do have fun, Rick," she smiled at me, "He doesn't have a fae form like you though, first time I've seen a real incubus."

"Is she a real succubus?" I asked, "or a halfling?"

"Real Fae," She nodded, "Almost as scary as you, but once she shredded a really bad man with her claws, and almost drained the life from another person. You at least didn't kill that ... What was her name? Rach?"

"Didn't really want to," I offered, "I don't recall the last time I wanted to kill anyone. Though I think I've lived enough lives to have done that in the past."

We reached the entrance to the Enclave, and Lexi pulled on the lever, I pushed on the door, then we were inside the passageways. Lexi steered me past the front desk, and then into what was like a breakfast room, as if this were a chain hotel.

"Master!" Lexi cried out in a big smile and hurried to wrap a handsome mundane man in her arms, "I didn't know you'd be here."

They shared a kiss, then the man turned to me.

"Hi, I'm Jeremiah," he said, "I was going to meet you tomorrow, but events have suddenly changed. I wanted to meet you as soon as I could."

"Um, Hi?" I said, "I'm Rick."

"We met before," Jeremiah said, "You were Tom then, you showed us the rooftop property."

"Yeah," I said, "that memory is pretty much gone now, no details. Except for Sammi."

"Sammi is pretty unforgettable." Jeremiah smiled.

I sat down, and looked around. The quiet of the Enclave was a bit unsettling.

"I guess I made a mess of things," I said, "I should have had better control. Sorry."

"Pft," Jeremiah waved his hand, "It happens, more often than you think. This will be an easy clean up. A few videos, an erased memory. Very minor."

He leaned forward and looked at me, then hesitated.

"But you can never see Rachael again," His eyes suddenly became very serious, "Will that be a problem?"

"No sir," I said, "She has been problematic since..."

Jeremiah looked at me intensely, as if adjusting something. He tilted his head, then smiled.

"Who's been problematic?" He asked.

I couldn't come up with a name, or a face. I struggled for a moment, it was right there. Then I didn't care about it.

"It doesn't matter," I said.

Then Sammi walked in, and smiled. She came and hugged me, and sat next to me.

"Jeremiah," she said, looking across the table, "This is a surprise, I didn't expect to see you until tomorrow. How did you get here?"

"Got a ride," Jeremiah smiled and looked over his shoulder.

A tall gorgeous brunette smiled and made her way over and sat down next to Jeremiah, opposite of Lexi who was content to just lean against her Master.

She looked at me and extended a hand, "I'm Alyssa, Jeremiah's business partner, we..."

"Met at the building," I finished, taking her hand, "I don't remember actually, but it is starting to make sense."

She smiled, and looked at Sammi, "Smart and sexy, good for you Sammi."

"Gaia shines on me from time to time," Sammi said, "So you mastered the spell to transport Jeremiah?"

Alyssa nodded, "Yes, SO much better than going through traffic."

She looked at Jeremiah and then back to me, "We'd like to invite you to the Estate for the night."

"The Estate?" I asked, "Oh where Tri..Jess works."

"Yes," Alyssa smiled, "Wonderful girl, you were part of that weren't you?"

"Good impulses I guess," I shrugged, remembering my sudden bite that changed Trish into her faerie form now named Jess.

"We have a room for you there, at least for the night." She continued, 'It would help to make tomorrow go smoother, we can just meet at home."

"You live there?" I asked.

I remembered the posh estate's huge grounds, and the fox, Then I remembered Lexi turning into a fox and licking my face. My eyes got wide.

"You were the fox," I said.

"Sweetheart," Lexi smirked, "I am a fox."

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, remembering a promise I made to Celia. I looked at Sammi, and thought to myself, "This always telling the truth is hard."

"I promised a friend I would come over, and spend the night." I said, looking back at Alyssa, "I appreciate the offer, but I can't."

"You can invite her if you'd like." Alyssa said, then turned to Sammi, "If that's okay?"

"Are you asking me?" Sammi said, "inviting me over too?"

"Sure, we have more than enough room," Alyssa said, "It would be good to get to know you better Rick. If it works out, great. If not, we'll see you at the venue. It was at one o'clock, right Sammi?"

"Yes, ma'am, one o'clock." Sammi smiled, then took my hand. "Let's go talk with Celia."

We left the Enclave then melted back into the foliage of the park, then poofed into my apartments.

"Does this seem weird?" I asked, "It feels like we're walking into another story."

Sammi shrugged, "Just go with it."

I took her hand and we walked to Celia's door and knocked. It was about 10:30, I was late by a half an hour. Celia looked at Sammi, then at me, and her eyes narrowed.

"I invited you," she said, then glared at Sammi, "Not her."

"We are inviting you," Sammi said, "We would like you to join us. You are very special to Rick, and he is a very special monster. Isn't he."

Celia paused and looked at Sammi, "He is special, but he's not a monster. He is just misunderstood."

Sammi grinned, "So am I! Come with us, please. We are just going to a friend's house to stay the night. We have a meeting tomorrow. Rick said he wanted to keep his promise to you."

"What the fuck," Celia said after looking at Sammi, then back at me, "It's time for a new story. I don't know why, but I trust you..."

"Sammi," Sammi said, "I think you are a delight, Celia."

Sammi grabbed both of our hands and chanted some archaic words. All of us were surrounded by an orb of golden power, and then ...

We disappeared with a small pop.

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Author's Note

This is the final chapter of Once Bitten. I wrote it as an origin story for Tom/Rick discovering he was an incubus in a modern world. At the same time I was writing this series I was finishing a third part of my Mind Control series The Designer.

As I started writing and developing the ideas around the faerie world in relation to a modern world, both stories began to meld together. It seemed appropriate for the two worlds to collide and merge. If you've been a long time reader, you might have picked up hints in this story that are now pretty easily understood.

Jeremiah and Alyssa are protagonists in The Designer. The series is a pretty hefty read, totaling nearly 50 chapters. I will provide a reader's guide to the characters that will carry over into the next part of this combined universe.

The new story will be entitled JACKL Inc., and will be here in Sci-Fi Fantasy soon.

Thank you for reading. I covet all your comments, feedback, favorites, and stars. I hope you've enjoyed reading this story as much as I've enjoyed writing it. I look forward to seeing what mischief Rick, Sammi and Celia will find in the next story.

Hank