[starrynitesfemme]

When Darkness Falls ~ part three


The morning sunlight danced along my back as I slowly came awake. Stretching slowly, I gasped, and remembered the reason I was sleeping on my belly. My back was sore and felt raw as I carefully tested movement. Dropping my head back on my pillow I felt tears roll down my cheek and drip from my chin, dropping to the sheets. With a tremulous sigh, I brushed my hair out of my face and remembered the look of disappointment on Your face the night before.

Slowly, carefully I pushed myself up and sat on the edge of my bed. I had to have a shower, I was hoping that the warm water would ease the ache in my back and make my movement less strained. Making my way into my bathroom, I stood staring at my reflection for a moment. Shaking my head at myself I moved to the shower and stepped into the warm spray. I gasped as the fierce spray hit my tender flesh, and reached blindly behind me to turn down the force of the water.

Leaning my forehead against the cool tile, I let the warm water run over my flesh, easing the stiffness, as the tears began to fall again dropping at my feet to join the water as it circled down the drain. Why had I done it? Why had I gone against what You had said? Why had I disobeyed You? Most importantly, how would I ever face You again, knowing I had disappointed You so? My thoughts swirled round and round in my head. Shaking my head to clear it, I reached up for my soap and began to wash my body, hoping somehow to wash away the previous nights events at the same time.

"Girl?" You said from the other room, startling me. I reached to turn off the water, squeezing the water our of my hair as I said: "Yes Sir, I will be right there." Drying myself quickly, I wrapped my robe around me and padded out to my bedroom to find You sitting in the easy chair in the corner. Dropping to my knees at Your feet, I lay my head upon Your knee and began to cry in earnest. "I....I....I am so very sorry Sir." I managed to get out. I felt Your hand upon my head, smoothing my still damp hair away from my face. I heard Your sigh as You leaned back in the chair. Looking up at You, I could see the concern....and something else on Your face.

"We need to talk, girl." You said quietly. The quietness, and the tone You were using made me uneasy. "I won't ever disobey You again Sir." I whispered. "Yes, yes I believe you sweet girl, but that is not what we need to discuss." "Yes, Sir?" I asked quietly, awaiting what You wished to discuss.

Standing up, You moved over to stand by the window, I could feel Your distress, Your unrest.... Something was obviously very wrong. Turning around, You gazed down at me, still kneeling in front of the chair. "I am releasing you." You said with finality. "Sir?" I asked bewildered.

"I can no longer mentor you. I must release you." You said again. "But, Sir..." I said as tears began to run down my cheeks. "I promise to behave better, I promise never to disobey You again." I quickly crawled to where You stood, kneeling at Your feet, pressing my forehead to Your knees. You dropped Your head back, expelling Your breath in a heavy sigh. Your hand dropped down to pet my head, as quiet descended on the room. The only sounds Your breathing and my own. The tears continued to run down my cheeks at the thought of You releasing me, no longer mentoring me. How could it be, I could not imagine?

"Lines have been crossed little one, and the only way, the only honorable way to fix this situation....is for me to release you." Your voice was soft and husky in the quiet room. "But Sir, please, I am sorry, I will not disobey You again... I will accept any punishment You wish me too, only.. please, Sir.... I can't imagine...." I whispered against Your knee, already wet with my tears. A soft sigh came from deep within Your chest, "I know you don't understand, sweet girl, but this is how it must be."

"I have to go sweet girl, I am giving a demo this evening and have much to do to prepare. I will call you later to check on you." And with that and a soft kiss to my cheek, You were gone.

I knelt there, for a long time, reflecting on what had just transpired. Why would You release me? Was it my misbehavior? But, no You seemed, almost...sad. A thought occurred to me then. A thought that made my heart sing and a smile slowly tilt up the corners of my lips. What if You had released me because You had feelings for me, other than a Mentor to Her charge? What if You had released me, not because You were angry with me, but because You felt what I had felt in the alley that night? An indescribable connection, a heady state of desire...something I had felt shame for, knowing You did not feel the same. But.. what if You did?

A smile on the corners of my lips, I began to formulate a plan. I would go to the Dungeon this night. I would go, not as Your charge but rather as simply a submissive. Nodding my head to myself I went into the bathroom to get ready for the evening ahead of me.

As the hours passed, I again bathed, preparing myself outwardly as well as inwardly for what was to come. Standing in front of the mirror, I carefully applied my makeup. Walking nude from the bathroom, I sat upon the edge of my bed. Slowly I slipped my foot into one thigh high stocking and drew it up my leg, followed by the other. Slipping on a soft black knee length leather skirt, I quickly zipped up the zipper and walked over to my closet, I reached in, taking out the black corset I had yet to wear. I Had been nervous and shy about wearing it, but tonight was definitely the night for it. Slipping into the corset, I called my roommate in to tighten the laces behind me. There was some debate over which shoes to wear....the thigh high black boots...or the black stilettos? After she left, I decided to opt for the stilettos and turned to the full length mirror.

Reaching up, I let down my hair, feeling it cascade over my shoulders as I looked at my reflection. Smiling softly, I turned slowly, looking at myself from all directions. Catching sight of the time, I quickly grabbed my floor length black cape and drew it over my shoulders, fastening it at the neck. If I did not hurry, I would be late, so with one last glance in the mirror, I left for the Dungeon.


Later...

As I entered the Dungeon, I took several deep breaths, trying to calm my mind and still my clamoring nerves. I had never entered a Dungeon before without You. From the stairs where I stood, I could see the full length of the dungeon. The ceilings were open, showing the black painted duct work giving the space an open, but somehow sinister feeling. The lighting was subdued and though there was enough light to see clearly, it seemed dim and intimate. There were people milling about in small groups but voices were kept low and quiet. Gazing around the cavernous room, I saw to my right a scaffolding, from which a submissive could be hung, suspended or placed in any manner a Dominant could wish. Turning my head slightly, I saw a leather bench, obviously a spanking bench and blushed lightly. In the far right corner stood a free standing St. Andrews cross, a nude female submissive was chained to it, her back covered in red welts. Making my way down the stairs, I kept my eyes downcast. If Sir was giving a demonstration, I assumed it would be in the back room. Making way through the crowd I walked down the hallway and stepped into the doorway of the back room.

Tentatively stepping forward, I watched from the back of the crowd as You spoke to another Domme at the front of the room. I caught my breath as You turned a bit, taking in all of You. Black leather boots, black leather pants, and a black T-shirt....a quick smile darted across Your face as You said something to Your friend and then Your back was to me again. Taking a deep breath, I stepped closer, through the crowd until I was in the front row. Watching as You prepared the table beside You, laying out Your collection of canes and a variety of floggers. I gasped softly, realizing exactly what You were demonstrating this evening, and feeling still the marks left from Your cane just the previous night. I closed my eyes for a moment, wondering if I could do this. Opening my eyes again, looking at Sir, I realized I could do this... had to do this...because in my heart... I knelt at Your feet always.

Taking a deep breath to calm my nerves, my eyes downcast, I stepped quietly forward and knelt at Your feet.

Continued...

Copyright Starrynitesfemme