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Tweak says, "hidden in a secret compartment"

RD Lenix (rdlenix) wrote,
@ 2008-09-19 21:03:00

Private log for Lettie

The club was intimidating, but Steve was desperate. Standing across the street he just stared at the building and tried to collect himself. He was going to go in there, find Heather and get some much needed 'help'. With a nod he put his hands in his pockets and walked across the street after looking both ways. Approaching the door he showed his ID to the bouncer and was promptly let in.

Hesitantly he stepped inside, looking around, trying to figure out where to go next. Where would Heather be? What if she wasn't even there?

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dominates
2008-09-19 11:08 pm UTC (link)

Heather was in one of her favorite outfits - a lace-up corset and a black skirt, along with a pair of knee-high leather boots. All in all, very effective for a dominatrix.

She was currently moving in for a ninth lash at the squirming man beneath her - his skin was blistered but not broken, just as they had discussed in his first consultation - and Heather could tell that he was painfully hard despite the fact she couldn't see his front (her foot was pressed firmly into the small of his back to keep him still). His screams echoed nicely with those of the other rooms, filling the very sound-proofed building with the night's usual charming melodies.

Despite the fact that Lady Heather's employees had a strict hands-off rule when it came to 'happy endings', many of her clients were visibly excited by their sessions and there was nothing to be done for that.

There was also little she could do about off-the-books encounters between her employees and their customers outside of the building, but few of the men and women that worked with her were interested in that sort of thing.

The lobby was much like a tasteful hotel's - lavish furniture and a receptionist's desk. Steve could certainly ask for Heather there.

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	rdlenix 2008-09-19 11:12 pm UTC (link)
	Nervously approaching the reception desk he looked at the young woman behind it. When she glanced up and asked if she could help him he nodded, even though the noises from the other room were making him all the more nervous. "I'm looking for, uh, Heather. Lady Heather." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dominates 2008-09-19 11:16 pm UTC (link)
	The girl shrugged and gave him a room number. "You can go and wait in there until she's ready for you." Apparently she's assuming that Steve is Heather's next client. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

rdlenix
2008-09-19 11:20 pm UTC (link)

And apparently Steve had no idea what he was doing because he took the key for the room and headed up to it. Opening the door he stepped inside and glanced around. Looked like an average hotel room, really, which surprised him. For some reason he expected hell fire, the smell of brimstone and smoke everywhere.

But there wasn't and he found himself relaxing a bit. Moving to sit on the edge of the bed he drew his fingers over the silky comforter.

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	dominates 2008-09-19 11:23 pm UTC (link)
	It was about ten more minutes until Lady Heather stepped inside and -- glanced to Steve with arched brows. "...I suppose that Holly sent you here thinking you were my 11:15." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rdlenix 2008-09-19 11:25 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh." He stood up when she entered, blushing a little bit. "Was I not supposed to come up here? She just said if I wanted to see you to...come to this room." Licking his lips which were suddenly very dry Steve took a moment to look her over. And he paled because holy shit he'd never see a woman wear anything quite like that. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dominates 2008-09-19 11:27 pm UTC (link)
	Heather couldn't help the smile that crept onto her lips. "They're just clothes, Steve. They're not going to bite you." She paused, closing the door and bolting it shut so that they wouldn't be interrupted. "And it's fine that you came up -- my 11:15 canceled on me, as it happens." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rdlenix 2008-09-19 11:28 pm UTC (link)
	"Okay." So did that mean suddenly he was her 11:15? What did being her 11:15 mean? Could he blush anymore? God, he must have looked like an idiot. Swallowing hard he nodded a little bit. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dominates 2008-09-19 11:43 pm UTC (link)
	"Not that I don't mind your visit," she admitted, "but is there a reason you've come to my place of work?" If he blushed anymore, he'd probably turn into a tomato. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rdlenix 2008-09-19 11:45 pm UTC (link)
	"I was curious as to what you did. I heard people...screaming downstairs, though." Steve looked nervous. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dominates 2008-09-19 11:47 pm UTC (link)
	"Nothing illegal," she assured him smoothly, crossing the distance to sit on the bed with him. ...all right, so maybe she had an ulterior motive. "I'm a dominatrix. So, naturally ... I dominate. People pay me to have me do various things -- breath control, whippings..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rdlenix 2008-09-19 11:48 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh." He whispered, glancing at her shyly. "Will you show me?" Steve asked quietly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dominates 2008-09-19 11:50 pm UTC (link)
	Heather arched a brow. Steve never really failed to surprise her. "And how," she leaned toward him just a little, smirk on her lips, "Do you propose I do that?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rdlenix 2008-09-19 11:53 pm UTC (link)
	"I don't know. I want to just...give in for once. Be careless." He leaned into her a little bit, almost like a snuggle. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dominates 2008-09-19 11:56 pm UTC (link)
	She didn't often take personal acquaintances as clients, but ... Perhaps this could be off the books. "I see." She shifted a hand to the back of his neck and stroked back his hair. "I would suggest you find a safety word, then." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rdlenix 2008-09-20 12:04 am UTC (link)
	"What's a safety word?" He asked softly, glancing at her. The man's eyes fell shut as her fingers stroked the back of his neck. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dominates 2008-09-20 12:05 am UTC (link)
	"Well," she paused, "Just as it sounds. A word that will ... make the experience stop, so to speak." She found herself not minding that he was looking at her -- she tilted her head just-so and leaned in to kiss him. It was firm -- Heather did nothing without being sure of it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rdlenix 2008-09-20 12:08 am UTC (link)
	Thinking 'wow' to himself he returned the kiss, a bit more hesitant about it. Though after a moment he pulled back. "Bucky will be the word." He murmured. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dominates 2008-09-20 12:10 am UTC (link)
	"Good." They'd start slowly, she decided. Heather shifted, moving to straddle his waist and push him down onto the bed so that he was laying flat on his back. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rdlenix 2008-09-20 12:16 am UTC (link)
	"Heather." He gasped softly, gazing up nervously at her. Yet he forced himself to relax under her. That was the point, after all. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dominates 2008-09-20 12:16 am UTC (link)
	Her lips spread into a slow smile and she ran warm hands up his chest, unbuttoning his shirt as she went. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rdlenix 2008-09-20 12:18 am UTC (link)
	The man's eyes fell shut and he shivered when she touched him and made a little noise as each button of his shirt was undone. Licking his lips his eyes finally opened a moment later so he could look up at her, searching for some sign of reassurance. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	andromynous 2008-09-20 12:19 am UTC (link)
	And just as expected, her eyes were warm and sweet -- but they were edged with sharpness. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rdlenix 2008-09-20 12:24 am UTC (link)
	Smiling a little bit at her he closed his eyes again, showing trust and submission. He felt safe with her, after all. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dominates 2008-09-20 12:33 am UTC (link)
	And probably for good reason. She slid her fingers around his throat slowly, diminishing the airflow in stages. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)