Wanting Control - Secret Chronicles Series Book #1 (10 page)

After lunch MJ wanted a diversion away from the house. She dressed for a trip into the city and applied her makeup. Her destination was The Pink Pyramid. The shop had everything and there were a few items she wanted to have… just in case.

The best part of Dalton being in corporate America was his salary. There was always enough money. She paid most of the bills for the household, his cell phone and computer data plan was handled by the company. She had the luxury of spending what she wanted and when without any questions. Today her sights were set on a new vibrator. She had spotted the device on her last trip to the store but thought things were going to turn out somewhat differently. Her hand couldn’t be the only thing she relied on and there were other items she might need in the near future.

Parking on the street, MJ dropped to quarters into the meter and walked the two blocks to the shop. It had the aroma of the many types of incense they carried which she found pleasant. The clerk greeted her and she walked straight to the isle she remembered. A complete display of the vibrating devices was spread out on one side of the isle. The line was called Evolved and each vibrator was on display. She picked up a few and turned them on to judge the power and style.

The display advertised a lifetime guarantee for each of the products.
They way I’ve been going at it, that guarantee could be useful.
After analyzing several she settled on two, The Roulette and The Fleur De Lis Bliss. They were both the size and texture she wanted but also expensive. After a short internal debate she decided to buy them both.
What’s he gonna say? He sure as hell ain’t doing it for me.

Before checking out MJ choose a 30 inch black riding crop, a leather paddle and nylon wrist restraints. Just holding the objects
in her hands made her feel powerful and sexy. She stood with the crop in her hand as if she was about to use it. Excitement coursed through her body as she imagined the many ways she could use it to get her slave to perform. She felt in charge of her own destiny and her own needs and desires. Without warning, wetness seeped from her and she broke into a sweat.

With everything she wanted MJ took her purchases to the cashier. The total surprised her at $326.42 with tax. She handed over her debit card and smiled at the clerk.
Damn! This domination thing can be expensive.
If things went well with her posting on the web she would have to return for additional implements and outfits. With a last look around, she made mental notes for what to return for if the situation called for it. The girl at the counter finished processing her card, bagged the items and handed everything back with a “Have a great day”.

On the trip back home she decided to detour over to Books and
Beyond. It was always good to see Ella, but today she had questions and news. The store was more crowded than most times so after catching Ella’s eye MJ went to the seating area and pretended to read a book. It took thirty minutes before the customers had thinned out. When there was only one other left in the store Ella walked past her and said, “Stick around, I’ll be free here in a few minutes.”

When the last customer finished browsing and was gone from the store Ella came straight to the seating area and plopped down next to her. Neither could hide their excitement so Ella began, “So? Tell me what’s going on in the world of MJ.” She grinned broadly and leaned back in to the sofa.

“That book you recommended about the wife and her cheating husband…” MJ paused. “Oh my God! What a great story. Thank you for that one.”

“I figured you’d like that one. I was going to recommend it first but I didn’t think you were ready for it. I’m glad you liked it. Have you finished the whole thing?” Ella was pleased by the feedback. She always considered herself a good judge of what people would enjoy reading.

“No, just less than half and you’re right, it may have been a little too close to home at first. Now though, wow, I love it.” MJ couldn’t stop smiling.

Ella asked, “Anything else going on in the world of domination?”

MJ felt like a high school girl talking about a recent crush. “Well, now that you mention it, I did fill out a profile on Delicious Domination.com. I was hoping we could talk a little about the site. You said you use it?”

“I did”, said Ella. “I found my current Mistress there about a year ago. I haven’t been logged on since. I guess I should just give it all to you. I knew in high school that I liked girls; there was no question for me. I had a few girlfriends but it wasn’t until college that I really started to experiment. I loved to please a woman and got more from doing it to her than I did receiving. I met Lisa in my sophomore year. She wanted to tie me up and ‘try things’ together. I went along and before I knew it, I was her sub. I would do anything for her. I was hooked and there was no going back.” She paused as if remembering the times with her former lover.

After a few beats she went on, “She was controlling but loving. Lisa never pushed me too far or too fast. I was completely under her spell and I gave myself to her. At the time I didn’t know what was happening to me, I just knew that I loved her and would do anything she asked. The trouble came when she left. She was two years ahead of me. She graduated that year and moved back home to work in her family’s furniture business. I was devastated. I pleaded for her to stay, I offered to drop out of school and go with her but we both knew it wouldn’t work. So she left, I stayed and it nearly killed me.” Ella took a moment to collect her thoughts and emotions. It was obvious that the memories were very painful.

When she was calm Ella started again, “We stayed in touch and actually saw each other once on vacation. Without her I was nothing. My school work suffered and I almost flunked out. It took everything I had to pull it together and get through until graduation. I knew there was no way to ever go back to a regular type of lesbian relationship. I needed to serve. Lisa had moved on with her life and we still send an email now and then. I found a few web sites and posted my profile on them, but I like Delicious Domination.com the best.”

Mary-Beth’s heart went out to the young woman. She had no idea of the struggles Ella had been through. Her admiration went higher than ever before. “Wow, I’m so sorry you went through all that. Is everything alright now? You said you have a Mistress?”

Ella smiled, “Yes, a wonderful Mistress. I’d love for you to meet her some day. I’ve told her about your awakening. I think you’d like her.”

MJ was shocked to learn that someone else knew about her ‘awakening’. She said, “I’d like that, but I have to say I’m surprised that she knows so much.”

Ella saw this coming and said, “Look at it this way; she is my Mistress, I have to tell her everything. She holds it all in confidence but I can hold nothing from her. Do you understand?”

MJ was truly at ease with the though. “I do and when you put it like that I’m not bothered at all. Thanks for putting it that way. I’m glad you have her.” And she was. “So, Delicious Domination.com, does she still use it?”

“I hope not but that’s not for me to choose”, Ella said. “I serve her and can’t question her methods or her desires. We live together and she treats me very well. If she still uses the site, I’m not aware of it. Why?”

MJ hesitated before she went on, “It’s just that I received a few weird messages after posting my profile.”

“Let me guess”, Ella said holding a hand in the air to stop her. And then she counted them off on her fingers. “Spanking, pissing, maid fetishes, cross dressers, sissy boys, am I getting close?”

They both laughed. “All of those and a few more. One guy wants to drink my pee and lick me clean after I take a dump. One wants to live with me so he can serve me 24 hours a day, and three women. Two of them were really hot.” MJ was laughing as she finished the point.

With all seriousness Ella said, “Now I can understand the women. You are definitely
hot
. If I didn’t have a Mistress, I would be begging to be with you.”

MJ blushed at the compliment. “Well thank you. I know you’re just being sweet.”

“No, I am not. I think you’re hot and so should other women. And although I’m not available you might want to consider a woman. They know what they’re doing when it comes to another woman’s body and they have fewer issues with regard humiliation. Men who are in positions of power seem to want to be degraded during sex. It is freeing to them and having a Mistress dominate them helps balance their lives. Women just don’t have the same issues. Who knows you might like it.” Ella grinned when she finished.

“My question is, will I find someone better than what I have now or will I just have to settle for the crazies flooding my email?” MJ was clearly trying to change the subject.

“My best advice is to be picky and don’t just meet up with anybody. If you need to, tweak your profile to get different people to contact you.” Ella sensed her frustration and continued. “I’ve had to search hard to find the right partner for me. It was good that I didn’t jump at every opportunity. Take your time and make sure you get a good one. Don’t be afraid to say ‘No’ and move on. It’s your life; make it worth your while. You might have to meet several guys in person before you find the right one. It’s an adventure, have fun with it. Email them, ask for photos, and send them some if you want. Ask a lot of questions and remember you’re the Dom.”

Ella waited to let the advice sink in. “Remember the books I was telling you about from RLA Advisors?” MJ shook her head yes. “They have opened up a whole new world for me and I’ll share it with you. They suggest being as straight as possible about what you want. I agree and say go for it. Tell the people exactly what you are looking for so there’s no problem down the road. Be straight and demand they be straight with you. Find someone willing to turn you on and take nothing less. This is all about you, just keep that in mind”

“Thanks, Ella”, MJ said. “You’re a good friend and an even better therapist.” She laughed, “I’m going to take your advice. I’m excited but getting the right guy will be much better than settling. I’ll go home and weed out the crazies. Somebody will come along that is exactly who I’m looking for. By the way, I’d love to meet your partner some time. If she’s anything like you I’m sure I’ll love her.”

With her spirits lifted and a couple of new toys in her possession, MJ headed back home for the evening. Ella’s advice was good for her to hear and the new outlook would temper her email filtering. She was again excited to get back in the hunt.

Upon her return home MJ unpacked her new purchases from the Pink Pyramid. She placed batteries in the vibrators and checked them for operation. When she was sure they were to her liking she put them in the top drawer of her night table next to the bed.
Easy access.
She grinned.

The other items had to be hidden away. The walk-in closet was her best choice. She put the restraining cuffs and the leather paddle in an old carry-on travel case in the back of her side of the closet. Dalton would never look there and if he did, she would tell him they were a surprise to be used later.
And that wouldn’t be a lie either.

The black leather riding crop she would carry with her today. The feel of the handle and the supple leather of the tongue, or keeper as it is called, excited her too much to shove it into hiding. MJ wrapped the lanyard around her wrist and held the leather bound grip in her right hand. Exiting the closet she swung the crop several times and marveled at the sound of it cutting through the air. It almost whistled when she acted as if Dalton was there before her receiving the punishment he so deserved.

MJ lightly tapped the keeper in the open palm of her left hand. She could imagine how it would feel to strike the exposed flesh of her Sub. Continuing, she tapped harder until the pain was to the maximum level she could tolerate. The crop could generate some real force.
If they’re used on horses, what did you expect?
She let her hand cool for a moment and then repeated the process with the shaft of the crop. Because it was thinner and rigid, the pain came faster and brighter to her hand.
Damn! I like this thing.
And she felt the familiar ooze of wetness return to her center.

Smiling, MJ went to the computer to take up her search once again. She would take Ella’s advice to heart and look for someone suited just for her. Powering up the machine she logged on to her account. The crop was still dangling from her wrist as she typed keeping the feeling of power flowing through her. The home screen recognized her as a registered user.

Welcome back to Delicious Domination

Elizabethan Mistress

She was happy to be back on the site and moved the mouse to her email account double clicking the icon. During her earlier frustration MJ had left many emails unanswered. Now she couldn’t remember just how many. The in-box filled the screen with 47 unread messages.
Holy shit!
While she starred at all the unopened correspondence, two more emails were received, for a total of 51 messages to be reviewed.

MJ leaned back and just looked at the full screen. Her earlier disappointment had vanished and was replaced with the excitement of a child on Christmas morning. Determined to find a gem in all dirt, she started digging. Pulling the riding crop from her wrist, she placed it across the laptop as if reminding the machine to behave and opened the first message.

Her new mindset sent her on the mission of finding the perfect sub, someone who would fulfill every fantasy for her and her alone. The message was from a 52 year old man looking to try something new. She sent a short but to the point reply.

Thank you for your interest, but I’m afraid you are not a match.

She copied the message to use again and hit the send button followed by delete. There was no emotion telling an unsuitable person to move on and leave her alone.
It’s just business
, she thought and opened the next message. It began with:

I have a fantasy of…

MJ pasted the reply she had copied and sent it.
This isn’t about your fantasies buddy. It’s all about me.
After deleting the email she went to the next.

For an hour she sat at the computer diligently reading and responding to one message after another. Three were saved as she considered the possibility of interviewing them. They were neither good nor bad, just plain guys who had been in the service of women in the past and looking to try it again.
I’ll give them some thought.

There were still more than twenty messages to be read when she chose to take a break for dinner and some red wine. Her eyes had grown tired from starring at the computer and she needed something to eat. She was certain that there would be more emails when she returned. There was no need to hurry as Ella had pointed out.

In the kitchen MJ prepared a salad and poured a glass of wine. While eating she began reading the second of the ‘special’ books she had purchased from Book and Beyond. It had been recovered as Ella said. There was no title page but after reading half the book she thought it could be titled either “The Care and Feeding Instruction for a Submissive” or “Domination for Dummies”.

It seemed to MJ that this was the complete layman’s guide to bondage and discipline. Because of its age, the book considered the Dominant as male and the Submissive as
female.
Oh how the times have changed.
But the information still appeared to be accurate. There were several sections covering how to bind your Sub and what type of rope could be used so as not to damage their skin. An interesting dialogue of what positions work best while bound, however since it was to benefit the man, she skimmed through it.

Slowly she read the chapter outlining proper discipline. The book was clear about doling out the right type of punishment. If a Dom physically hurt a Sub there could be a longer period of recovery during which the Submissive could not be ‘used for service’.
‘Used for service’? I guess that’s really how they looked at it back then. Some probably still do.

The book contained simple drawings of the female body and arrows pointing to the
regions most suitable for punishment as well as the areas to avoid. The buttock was the favorite for a number of reasons. It could absorb the most punishment without affecting the ‘functionality’ of the Submissive. The Submissive could learn to enjoy a good lashing after some practice and when clothed, there was no visible evidence of the practice.

In other words, it can be covered up. These old boys thought of everything back in the day. I wonder how they would feel about a woman reading their book and using the techniques on
a man?

Although old and somewhat outdated, there was quite a lot of good information in the book. MJ felt better just knowing how to handle herself when dealing with a Sub. She looked forward to properly disciplining one and eventually her beloved Dalton as well. But there would be no reason to cripple the poor boys though.

With the dishes cleaned and a fresh glass of wine she returned to her computer. Six new messages had arrived while away. She smiled and sighed,
no rest for a weary Dominatrix.
The first five massages were all deleted after sending her polite response. The sixth went into the file of possible. She navigated through the emails quicker than ever. She knew what she was looking for and the rest were of no interest.

Somewhere around the tenth email MJ found a real possibility. The message read:

Dearest Elizabethan Mistress,

I am a 30 year old white male who lives and works in the greater Cincinnati area. I have been looking for a Mistress to serve but I cannot “live-in” on a full time basis. I hope you’ll understand but I have other commitments that keep me from such a relationship.

With that said, if you choose me, I will serve only you. I am sane, drug and disease free and take great pleasure in serving. My limits are no scat play, no pain (other than discipline), no piercing or needle play. I am open to all other interests you may have.

I completely understand that there has to be a mutual connection and if you are interested I would like to discuss further. My name is Mark, but you can call me anything you wish.

I truly hope to hear from you soon.

Hopefully,

Mark

It was simple, straight forward and well within the age and sanity range. She typed a response.

Mark,

I found your message to be interesting enough for a conversation. Please tell me a little more about yourself and what experience you have with
regard to serving a Mistress.

I would also like to see photos of you before going farther. If there is a connection perhaps we could meet and talk.

Elizabethan Mistress

MJ hit the send button. Three emails later she almost regretted it.