Discoman and Panzerboy III - Eroyan Barmy

“The Docks”

The Lady roared onto the pavement with a vengeance. Panzer threw her into a hard turn as we race to the docks.  The Docks was one of the oldest parts of Dominion known for more of the illegal aspects of city life and villainy. It was also one of the few places in the City of Dominion where not always were women in control. There are freemen in the City but the docks were controlled by one of the major gangs in Dominion known as the Un Subbie Gang. A group of freemen or escaped pets that had taken offence to the current rule in Dominion and fought against it, sadly not in a civilized manner but more through carving out a piece of Dominion for themselves. They sold drugs, practiced thievery, even so far as to hijack cargo off some of the ships that made port all around simply breaking with all authority in every way they could. They tended to be a nuisance more than real trouble but that seemed to be changing. 

As Panzer pulled The Lady into a side alley and flicked on the overlay camo on her. I thought about what this might mean. Dawning on me for being so silly in my thoughts it’s no wonder Lady T sent us here. If a man like Garlak was in the city he might need troops to help him. And if there was one gang that might be persuaded to help him it would certainly be the Un Subbie Gang especially with their devotion to disrupting the status quo as much as possible. 

We watched and waited knowing that the corner of Keeper Avenue and Warf Road was a favorite sell spot of the gang’s dealers. What we needed was information and that required a little persuasion sometimes. So sometimes you just have to find someone to persuade. We sat in silence thinking about what had transpired in the past twenty-four hours. Deep in our own thoughts I have no idea what Panzer might have been thinking as he watched the small group of men across the way making deals to cars that pulled up or slapping a few of the destitute women that worked the streets on the ass as they passed. I do know we both smiled when one of the Ladies that got slapped knocked the teeth out of one guy with a really good punch to the cheek. We had a fleeting moment we might have to spring our trap early to protect her but it seems his buddies thought him landing on his ass and losing a tooth was so funny they couldn’t enact revenge due to laughing at him so hard. 

All I can really relate was my mind was a blur with thoughts of what Garlak was doing with Lady Eva where she was and if the Un Subbie Gang was with him. What about the other major gangs in the city? The Freemen Society are uptown thugs, about as close as to actually mob that can exist in the city. Mostly hidden and secretive they never did dirty work themselves just had gangs or hired thugs do it for them. But we know they had money and finances to fund Garlak if they swung over to him. Then there were the Slavers who ran sway over the power plant areas and ghettos on the lower south side of Dominion. They specialized in kidnappings and illegal slave selling as well as gladiatorial fighting; anyone was a target for them. There were even cases of Mistress’s disappearing and never seen again. My sweet Lady of Dominion had her bad spots but none of the gangs had ever worked together before. I was beginning to realize that Garlak might be able to change that and it could be extremely dangerous in more ways than one.

Panzer nudged me and I came out of my thoughts to see the one guy that had been slugged was heading away from his buddies. Obviously ticked off that they found it so funny he was heading home or perhaps back to a gang house. It didn’t matter to Panzer or me we both looked at each other knowing that he was about to have a little detour in his plans.

I moved to the rear seats and readied myself by the sliding door as Panzer eased The Lady into gear and edged out down the street heading toward the gang member. The overlay camo does its job well making the van appear like a simple black van of non descript nature. Panzer drove normally and flicked a switch on the middle console. The small barrel of gun popped out from the side of the van by the hood and there was a whoosh of air as Panzer aimed and fired. The small electrode slapped the gang member right in the back of the head and unleashed a jolt. Not enough to knock him out completely just enough to make him groggy. Just as it hit Panzer sped up and I flew the side door open reaching out and grabbing the thug before he fell to the pavement. Jerking him into the van, Panzer gunned it as I threw the guy into the opposite seat and hit the restraints button. 

With a snap and clank the gang member was pinned to the seat by metal bands around his arms and chest, waist and around his lower knees. Startled he struggled and screamed at us to let him go. I said nothing as Panzer put a little distance between the corner and were we picked him up at. We both ignored his protests and struggling as no one could have heard him outside of The Lady even if they were leaning against the van herself. After a few miles I turned to him. 

“You got a name?” I said

“Fuck you! Let me go prick!” he replied

“Sound like he has a potty mouth Disco.” Panzer said to me.

“Yes it does maybe we should wash that mouth out with soap.” I said to Panzer

“You don’t know who you’re messing with bitches your both dead you know that?” He screamed at us. “Dead and I’ll make sure I pull the trigger you fuckers!”

“Definitely a potty mouth” Panzer said.

Nodding I pushed a button and a bar of ivory soap popped out of a holder catching it swiftly and showing it to the thug.

“Well as you won’t tell us your name we will call you potty mouth. Now tell me what your gangs been up to in the area.”  Looking at Potty-mouth and brandishing the soap at him.

“I’m not telling you a damn thing!” Potty-mouth yells at me adding a weak attempt to spit at me as he does.

I move and grab his hair and hold his nose closed firmly. It doesn’t take long till he opens his mouth to gasp for air and I shove the bar of soap in his mouth holding it then as he struggles uselessly.

“I wonder why we can never have a civil conversation with people like this Panzer. It would be nice to not have to use the soap.”

“Well Disco you know how some people are, just stubborn I suppose”

Gagging and dry heaving sounds is all we hear from Potty-mouth for a while till we ask him our questions again. Once again we received unfavorable responses so more soap treatment once again. Panzer and I spoke about baseball and other things as we waited. We had done this before. Eventually they would tire of the soap or more importantly the concoction Cockbeater had worked up and put on the soap would make them more open to suggestion. Oh sure we could have just made him drink it or give him a shot. But Lady T was right; the soap was just too much fun to do to bad boys.

 Finally after about half an hour of working him over with the soap he seemed ready to talk.

“So Potty-mouth ready to talk?” I ask him

Panting and trying to get the taste of the soap out of his mouth he struggles weakly and Panzer moved to put the soap back into his mouth. At which he cringed away from him and yelled. 

“I’ll talk I’ll talk damn it! Uhhh pardon my French please!”

Nodding to Potty-mouth I spoke calmly. “So tell me what the Un Subbie Gangs been up to.”

“Nothing besides the usual I swear!” His eyes dart from side to side as he spoke telling us there was more to it than that.

“Do you want more soap for lying to us or should I just let Panzer beat the hell out of you?”

“NO NO!” panting he slumps in the chair, “We are expanding operations into the upper south side moving in more dealers and hookers into that spot.”

“The upper south side but I thought that was no man land between you and the slavers neutral territory between the gangs to keep the peace.”

Nodding Potty-mouth told us more. “Yes it was but Bill said that it had been worked out that there wouldn’t be a war that the slavers were cool with it as long as we didn’t mind them moving into the east side areas. Using the East Bridge to move traffic through as it’s on the edge of the docks. We all took it to be cool cause it meant more money for us and if anyone would have a problem with the slavers moving into the east side area it be the Society boys. So we figured hell let them fight it out.”

“Bill? A.K.A. Wild Bill leader of Un Subbie boys told you that?”

“Yes...yes he did say it was all arranged!”

“How can that be Wild Bill and Slave Master of the Slaver gang have hated each other for years. Now you're telling me they are all buddy buddy?”

“I don’t do the upper stuff man I just sell my share of dope and do what I got to do! That what I know!”

“What do you know about Garlak?”

He shot a look at me as his eye flashed wide for a moment then clamped his mouth shut.

“Not…nothing.” He said.

“You know,” I said to Panzer. “Detective Lady Pamela did tell us to contact her if we found any information out about Garlak or someone that might know what he is up to or who took Lady Eva. I bet she would be rather interested in meeting our Potty-mouth here.”

“I bet your right Disco. I’ll call her on the radio.”

Panzer went to the front and I sat down as the guy looked at Panzer and me. He nearly tore the seat off the hinges trying to get our attention.

“Wait wait for god sakes wait! I know enough that I don’t want Lady Pamela to get a hold of me!”

“Okay so spill it.” I told him.

“Okay look this new guys in town talked to Bill and a few others a few weeks ago. Started recruiting for some plan he had to take over the city. Half of us thought he was nuts but some listened and joined up. I got no idea where he is held up but I know that Bill knows. He probably has something to do with the treaties going on. “

“That’s all you know?” Panzer asked him.

“Well….okay look I know that there is suppose to be some meeting tonight at the new drug plant in the upper south side. I don’t know if this guy your after is going to be there but I know Bill will be. But you can’t let them know it was me or I’m dead!”

“Where is the drug plant?”

“At the old ice cream factory on 32nd Avenue south.”

“Thanks” I tell him and open the door to The Lady. 

Panzer switches off the auto pilot the Lady was on and hits the gas as I toss Potty-mouth out of the Lady and onto the sidewalk. Grinning as I move up front with Panzer I look in the rear monitor in time to see Lady Pamela give a small wave and grin as two of Dominion’s finest cuff the guy to take him in on at least drug charges.

“Think he will be mad?” I ask Panzer

“He wouldn’t be the first or the last the little punk”

“Let’s get to that plant.”

“On our way Disco.”

The Lady roars through the streets and I update Cockbeater with my medallion communicator and he began to feed us images and information as we skidded at full speed onto 32nd avenue south. From what he was getting and picking up it seemed that there were several heat signatures from inside and a large heat sources throughout the building. Panzer stepped on the gas and we raced to get there in time.

The old ice cream factory loomed ahead of us looking quite abandoned and run down but according to Cockbeater that was a simple disguise. All his instruments were reading power and machinery in use as well as people moving about inside. As we roared nearer to the factory Panzer glanced at me.

“Subtle or my way?” He asked.

“Subtle is out the door on this one brother.” Strapping myself into my seat “This time we do it your way.”

“Good.” 

Grinning Panzer flipped off the camo and The Lady sprung to life from the darkness shining like an angel dropped to earth.  He hit a few more switches and the missile pods popped up and the machine guns slide out from the top. I won’t bore you with everything Panzer activated let us just say I made sure to put in ear plugs. Flipping up the control stick, as we roared full speed at the factory door, Panzer hit the triggers all at once. Missiles streamed from the pod and gunfire roared from the turrets as the door was blow in, out, every which way just as The Lady crashed into the factory sending startled workers scrambling for their lives and white power erupting from the stacks of drugs lining the walls. We screeched to a halt in the middle of the factory as bullets began to ping of The Lady’s armor. Panzer never let up, sending the gun turrets here and there and taking out thugs on the cat walks and doorways unloading on us. I jumped to the rear seat and took over the net catcher to bring a few down for questioning later as well as the flame thrower making sure to hit the stacks of drugs and pushing back anyone to stupid to get close. Cockbeater kept feeding us information helping us keep track of things in the mayhem. It wasn’t long before we took the main factory floor and geared up to take it to them in the bowels of the factory were some had retreated and were The Lady couldn’t go.

Panzer went first looking like some crazy gun merchant who carried all his guns on him as he went. I was right behind him and though I only carried my cane and a shock pistol I did make sure to strap a few assorted grenades and a blade to my thigh if things got nasty. This wasn’t supposed to be nice or merciful. This was a battle in a war that had gone on for a while in this City.

We moved with skilled precision and knowledge fed to us by Cockbeater. Every engagement was taken one at a time. We beat down, took out or subdued all in our path. Like two avenging angels or demons we stalked the factory and destroyed those that stood in our path and every bit of drugs or ways to make it we found. Our frustration weld up in us at our failure before and we took it to the miscreants that dared to defile our Lady City of Dominion. Panzer knocked heads together and I didn’t care who I sucker punched. We were on a mission to stop the Un Subbie gang and blowing up their factory would certainly put a cramp in their plans. Then we heard it.

A scream… a woman screaming… both Panzer and I jerk our heads up and looked at each other. We raced toward the sound and came to the boiler room in moments. What we saw shocked and horrified us. Lady Evangeline in chains being handled roughly by Wild Bill of the Un Subbie Gang and some of those Viking thugs we had fought yesterday. Panzer let out a roar and charged forward barreling through two thugs at the stairs sending them screaming over the railing to hit hard on the floor. I leapt over the railing and landed on a Viking about to pop my brother with a crossbow. Will Bill was screaming for them to stop us as he wrestled with Lady Evangeline to get her into a back room. 

Tunnel vision was what it was. All I could see was Lady Evangeline and Wild Bill. Panzer and I blasted and cut and hit our way through the wall of Vikings and Un Subbie boys like a hot knife through butter. Wild Bill just got the door slammed shut when Panzer hit it full force rocking the very brick around it and causing dust to drift all around. I let out a kick at the door lock at the exact moment and it crashed inward.  The room was empty… then we heard another scream and a curse from Wild Bill down a dark tunnel to our left. We raced ahead running down the darkness till we came into the light. I barely remember hearing Cockbeater trying to get contact with us. Something about our signal was fading. The sounds of dirt floor changed to metal clanging as our boots hit a different floor. We weren’t paying attention just wanted to get Lady Evangeline and we both forgot one of Lady T’s most important rules to be Careful.

We saw light ahead and rushed into it seeing Lady Evangeline with a knife to her throat and Wild Bill looking at us. He was trapped and had no place to go down here. I grinned seeing his cheek bloody from a deep gash that Lady Eva had given him. A quick glance around showed him alone though this was an odd place. It looked like a lab of some sort but there was far more high tech equipment here than what was needed to make drugs. But our concern was for Lady Evangeline.

Panzer raised his shock collar gun. “Let her go.” He growled at Wild Bill.

“Come a step closer and she dies.” Wild Bill yelled back. “You know me Discoman you know I’m not bluffing.”

I placed my hand on Panzer’s shoulder. “He will Panzer don’t shoot him.” I moved my eyes upward so Panzer saw what I did.

A cable hung from the ceiling that crackled with latent power. I then moved my hand to take hold Panzer’s grapple gun. If we fired at the same time I should be able to grapple Lady Eva out of the way just as the cable would hit Wild Bill. Then before we could carry out our plan Wild Bill fell into a heap. Both of us moved to get Lady Evangeline as she scrambled away from Wild Bill. But a man stepped out of the shadows and jerked her up holding her hair tightly as she grimaced and spat at the man. I stared at him he looked almost exactly like Garlak but didn’t sound the same and wore just a sword at his hip and not the whip I had seen Garlak wear.

Ignoring the spittle on his cheek the man looked at us both and pressed a small pistol to Lady Evangeline’s ribs. “Ahh that quite enough out of you two thank you.” 

Flicking a switch on his shoulder belt that held the sword at his side the floor dropped out from under me and Panzer. We landed in a heap about fifteen feet down as a grated cover slid out to cover the pit. Picking ourselves up off the floor we looked up in time to see the man above us. Then we saw Garlak.

“Good work Hylark. I wondered how long it would be before they found this place.” Garlak said as he looked down at us.

“You won’t get away with this Garlak!” I yell up at him

“Oh I won’t? And who is going to stop me with you two out of the way hmmm?” 

He let out that laugh that haunted my memories from our first encounter and Panzer shot at them anyway though the grating was so small the bullets and energy charges dispersed or panged every which way. Garlak then nodded to Hylark who dropped a small canister into the pit from a hole he opened. The gas filled the chamber and we both dropped into darkness. The last thing I remember was Garlak saying “You did a fine job brother.”

It was cold damned cold. When I was able to open my eyes I was wet and cold and shivering. I was bound and not in a good way. I could feel Panzer moving against me. We were bound together back to back. We still had our clothes on so that at least meant it wasn’t a play session of Lady T’s. Looking around I saw we were half buried in what seemed to be white sand. Except it seemed the sand melted. And we were slowly inescapably sinking in it. We struggled a bit trying to work the ropes loose then I heard that same deep chuckle we had heard before. Garlak stepped out onto the cat walk near us and was grinning as he observed us both.

“What have you done with Lady Evangeline?” I yelled at him.

But ignoring us he paced a moment and then turning to us he put on a look of seriousness. “For crimes against the normal order of things I condemn you both to death. But first dessert I think.” At this he laughed causing us both to be very confused. “Enjoy your sundae Disco man and Panzer boy.”

At that he walked out leaving us and that’s when we realized we were bound together and slowly sinking into a huge tub of vanilla ice cream. No wonder we were wet and cold. Our own body heat was going to kill us by sinking us into the ice cream till we froze to death or drowned in the melting ice cream.

We both got to working on our ropes as best as we could without making us sink faster or further into a deadly sugary grave. I couldn’t help it I just looked at Panzer for a moment and said.

“What would Batman and Robin do?”

Confession - Anonymous

Its been a long day as the hours wind down on the clock. My heart racing for class to be over and for the weekend to finally be here. I count the seconds…. 3….. 2…..1, and the bell rings. I jump up to leave and You stop me and say wait for You after class. You have some things You need to talk to me about.  I callously glare at You, wishing that it could have been any day but to day that You had to make me wait.  I watch all my friends leave, and see them calling friends and I see texts asking if im going to party tonight. I reply I’m busy with our beloved Math Teacher. They laugh and ask me to call them later. You sit at the table staring at me, pulling out files, and peering at me over them. You tell me that my  grades are dropping and that I need some special attention.  You tell me that You’ve been keeping Your eye on me for quite some time.  She slowly gets up from Her desk, pulling out her chair and walks toward me. I look at her strangely  trying to figure out what She is doing. You tell me there are ways of getting my grade up. I ask do You want me to get a tutor or,  pausing for a moment. You say You could give me some personal instruction. You press a button, and all of a sudden the desk that I’m sitting in grabs onto my legs and arms. My hands on top of the desk are immediately seized by iron clad steel as well as my legs. The top of the desk divides in two and my moves my hands above my head. It seems like something one would see in the movies. It’s like a torture rack.  I begin to try to yell, but you put a gag in my mouth. I am unable to talk or move. You walk back up to me grab a pair of scissors and smile at me coyly. You slowly sway Your way in front of me. You move  down over me slowly, as I first feel the touch of the cold metal from the scissors upon my skin. You begin cutting off my shirt and my jeans. The scissors slowly traveling up my body. With each snip, shivers of an illusion of dissaray and excitement flood my body. I bite my lip in the thought that its your tongue and not scissors as if you can you read my thoughts you begin to kiss down my chest biting my nipples and running nails down each of my sides leaving trails of red, like a beast marking its prey. You finally reach the end with scissors and begin to rip off my shirt. You look at me in my boxers. You tell me “ Such a cute little boy.” You say you’ve been noticing me staring at You for quite some time. You tell me that You found my secret stash of stash of erotic drawings and poetry written about You in the trash. I look dismayed, fearful of what you might do. You tell me that You enjoyed them and figured You might help me come up with some better stories.  You smile again, but there seems something more devious in Your  gaze.  I begin to grow larger,  and You slap it down. You tell me im not ready for that yet. I need to tell You a few rules. You are to call me Mistress and You are my pet. You will do as I say and You will not tell anyone else of this, otherwise I will show the board the drawings you drew, do you understand boy. I nodd my head and You take out my gag.  You begin to play with me a little bit, over my boxers, graciously moving Your fingers over  it slowl.y  I begin to get hard again. You grab the scissors and cut off my boxers. Then You move back to Your desk and pull out this large round thing. You put this around my cock slowly, pushing it all the way down onto my cock. I feel a lot of pressure, but some pleasure from it.  You tell me that now I am to begin my tutoring session. You run up to the board you tell me that I really need to be able to focus to do well in class. I need to be able to follow instruction. Then you press a button and the ring begins to vibrate, I begin to squirm around, but You look at me scoldingly  and tell me not to move. I try my best to heed to Your instruction and nod my head in agreement as I still am squirming slightly as  the cock ring  is vibrating and causing me to grunt uncontrollably. You tell me that  I have to maintain composure in the midst of any situation and stay focused on you. You walk up to me slowly running fingers across the tips of your lips as you come to my side. You walk up behind me and begin massaging my chest with your fingers and running your fingers down below around the tip of my cock stroking it slightly as you whisper in my ear, do you think you can do that? I softly manage to gasp out a moan yes…yyyy y yes . I get a chill from the air around me. I already had begun to sweat a little bit  so the briskness of taking my shirt off took effect. Then you grab a permanent marker and write Mistress’s Bitch along my shaft and across my chest, marking me further as your own. You have something secretly in store for me to test my allegiance to you, but first you must get me ready. You cover my body in oil so that I almost glisten. The oil makes me feeel every inch of my body as air passes through the room. Every move you make makes me jump in excitement. You can see cum leaking from my cock as your run your finger along it and press it to my lips as you tell me to suck your finger clean. You  finally press the button and the vibrator stops vibrating around my cock. You walk up to the board and tell me I must pay attention to everything I say. If I fail to remember everything you tell me I will be punished severely by being assigned tasks to do the next day during class. I look worried because I don’t want anyone to know that this has happened to me . You tell me there are 4 levels to the test and that each one has its own task. What you don’t tell me is that most don’t make it past level 2.  You begin instruction as you just start telling me the rules of your house. I must not do anything or go anywhere without your permission. I must always come to you for approval of schedules. I am to do everything you ask of me. Then you begin to laugh and say well you are suppose to be learning a little bit of history as you begin to tell me about roman government. You ask questions about what you teach me and I answer everything right. I know that if I fail I will be punished. You then laugh and say well done little boy you’ve made it on to stage 2. You l.augh a little bit and ring in the intercom and say let them in. I hear people walk in the door and I have no clue who it is. I can hear them gasping from behind me but I don’t know who they are.  They walk in front of me and its two girls I had crushes on in my class.  They are wearing their uniforms and look a little red in the face.  Tight white shirts tight up on the bottom in a little tie and green plaid skirts with kneehigh socks and stockings and little ties. I notice something I hadn’t noticed before though. The same ensigna that was written on my chest is written across their belly.  I can’t tell if they are looking at me and laughing or if they almost seem to be…. It cant be. They seem to be excited. They answer to you the same way I am instructed to do. Mistress, what do you want us to do, the girls ask. You tell them that I have reached stage two and that they know what to do. They look at me and grin as I begin to grow fearful of what is about to happen. You instruct me to pay attention in the midst of whatever happens.  You begin to teach more about Roman society as the two girls begin to make out with one another. Softly caressing each other’s cheek lighly. As their tongues begin to wrap around one another. Casually looking at me in play. They undo each others ties and grab the other with them running their hands up and down each others bodies. I must stay focused. Ceasar fell due to Brutus and this was suppose to lead to a republic but just led to a separated monarchy. I’m having trouble focusing as they slowly take off one another’s clothing. You look at me and grin as you press the button on the deal drawing my attention back to you. You tell me to keep focused, as I again look back at the board. They begin to take off each others clothing and kiss and caress each other’s body. Biting each other’s nipples and each other running their fingers along the edge of each others panty line occasionally going in. They slowly take off each others clothes, skirts, bras, underwear. My heart races to keep focus, to keep my mind on the task at hand.  You ask me about  another question, but my eyes and mind are now completely gone.  You smile and turn on the cock ring again to get my attention. You tell me, boy answer the question. I tell You I don’t know the answer.  You tell me well then You know that You must be punished.  The girls laugh as they already know what is about to happen. Mistress instructs them to show the boy what happens when he doesn’t listen. The girls grab their purses and their clothes.  They pull out a razor, I look astonished as to what is going on. Then they pull out some cream and begin shaving my body. My legs, my chest, my arms, every inch of my body. I shiver at each stroke of their hand. You, my Mistress, looking on in delight as a wry smile begins to develop across Your face.  You begin start touching Yourself as You watch me receive my punishment. My cock straining under the ring as it continues to vibrate and shivers and pleasure feel my body as the girls touch every inch of my body. I am now shaved completely, and the girls begin to put their clothes on me. They put on their tight white lace underwear and their  short plaid green skirt. They put on their matching white lace bra and blouse. The feel of the lace on my now shaved skin sends me to another dimension as my body strains to  keep composure. Watching as the naked girls use me as their dress up doll while my Mistress looks on biting her lips in ecstasy seemingly getting closer and closer. Then the girls put a blouse on me and makeup. They show me what I  look like in the mirror.  I feel like a slut. The Mistress laughs at my expression and tells me that is my punishment.  As she licks her fingers , she presses the button again. These letting me go. She tells me I must go home like that, and that tomorrow will be another tutoring session. Next time if I get more questions right, I might actually get to be the one touching Her. She tells me to study hard, and run along little slut. She tells me not to take the cock ring off either. She may turn it on at any moment. She also tells me that I’m not allowed to cum.  I run along and do as I’m told. I can’t wait for the next time I see my Mistress. 

Discoman and Panzerboy II - Eroyan Barmy

“Awaking to Punishment”

My mind is empty, it is full, it knows nothing yet everything. I am stuck in a fog and yet clear open spaces I cannot see, but the land stretches before me forever. I fight against what holds me and succumb to it at the same time. There is a door and a banging sound I hear it, no I feel it. My eyes open to the fog then clears. All I see is the polished black boot and a gloved hand slapping my face. I hear the sultry voice of a Dominion Fem-Dom cop. Blinking, I shake my head, my clothes are damp and yet I am warm. The sun is shining in the alley and my brain kicks in and I sit up suddenly.

“Garlak!” I shout

“Easy now boy easy now” the sultry voice says to me.

Then I remember my brother “Panzer! “ turning I see him sitting up rubbing the back of his head in the care of another Fem cop. He shakes his head and looks at me.

“I’m alright Disco.” He says.

  He turns to the Fem cop and shakes his head again to her she had been speaking to him before me it seems.

 

“No Milady as I said I was checking the thugs that had taken Lady Eva and then felt a pain in the back of my neck. Before I knew what even hit me I was out.” He told her.

I listen then feel a gloved hand take my chin and I am turned upwards looking into the eyes of my own Fem cop. It takes only a moment to realize who it is, not just a regular Fem cop but Lady Detective Pamela. Two things instantly go through my mind one being we failed in our mission which wasn’t good at all. But the fact Detective Pamela was here only furthered showed how important our screw up had been. Lady Pamela was a contact for us as she dealt mainly with matters of importance for the City herself and from what I had heard was one of the best damn information getters on the force. She wouldn’t be here if Lady Eva hadn’t been working on something important for the City of Dominion.  

“Disco-man and Panzer boy…” I swear she was purring when she said that. “You had best tell me everything that happened boys”

At that she helped me up and motioned for the other Fem cop to bring Panzer. We followed them into the apartment building and into the lobby. There were Fem cops all over picking up evidence taking photos some looking at us but relatively ignoring what I’m sure they thought were two strangely dressed boys. Don’t get me wrong there were boys’ helping as well, my City of Dominion realizes their need. Many never understand that thou my love the City of Dominion are run by the Ladies it tends to be fair on all counts. This is why I knew that no matter what Lady Pamela did to Panzer and me, it was nothing compared to what awaited us when we returned to the Pet-Retreat.

“Alright boys let me hear it” Lady Pamela said settling in a high backed comfortable chair in the lobby. 

The other Fem cop stood behind us both, with her arms behind her back. The full black leather uniform and symbol of Dominion’s finest upon her breast bared no question she was in charge and was only deferring to a senior member as she made sure her bullwhip was within reach. I glanced at the three pair of handcuffs at her other hip and knew damn well that thou Dominion’s finest looked like they only had whips, for one they knew how to use it very effectively and second they aren’t so foolish to not carry other items you never get to see… unless you’re stupid enough to deserve them. I glance at Panzer and both of us kneeled gently before Lady Pamela and we told her the entire story of our mission and what had happened and how we failed at it. As well as giving descriptions of Lady Eva’s abductors and what had happened to us. 

“I see.” Lady Pamela said.

She had not interrupted the story at all nor had moved besides pulling off her leather gloves and resting them on her arm chair. She has simple gazed at us and listened. The other Fem cop behind us hadn’t spoken either. After she spoke she looked at the Fem cop and nodded. The other Lady stepped away and returned in a few moments and spoke to Lady Pamela softly who nodded again then looked at us.

“From what we have gathered your story is true. And if it was up to me Disco-man and Panzer boy I would have you publicly flogged for not doing your jobs better. But that is not my place. I am sure the Lady T will know what to do with you. For now I am busy doing what I can to find Lady Eva and who this Garlak is. You will contact me if you come up with anything understand?” Lady Pamela said looking into both our eyes.

“Yes Lady Pamela.” Both Panzer and I spoke at once

“Good you are excused I would hurry home and do your best to repair what damage might have been done” 

 

At that she rose and left us alone. We waited a half min then Panzer and I got up and hurried out the door.

“Lady T is gonna kill us Disco” Panzer said.

“It is possible… we screwed up pretty bad. We will just have to see. Let’s get to The Lady.” I replied.

We headed past the sleek Dominion Police cars and turned into another alley heading to our ride. I couldn’t help but grin when I saw her; The Lady was our vehicle a large van painted in glistening white and half black. On her sides she had the honor of the outline of our mysterious Lady T. Reclined and stretched out as if waiting for her boots to be kissed. It was done in the opposite of the base. Where it was white the outline was black and where it was black the outline was white.  Cockbeater constantly told me she was naked when she had it done but then again I don’t want to tell you how many times I caught him making love to it. I lightly kissed the chrome boot hood ornament and heard the safety systems deactivate. She might look like a luxury van but she has a lot of surprises. With Panzer’s upgrades and Cockbeaters she could dish it out as well as she could take what she got. Granted I made a few more modifications but I’m not sure Panzer liked the pull out bed and disco ball in the back. All I do know is I could drown out anyone’s hip hop with my disco any day. 

We hopped in with Panzer behind the wheel and took off using the less traveled roads as well as double backing a few times. We swept the Lady twice and activated all the anti tracking equipment. We even went so far as to have Cockbeater deploy one of the remote copies to drive through the city as we made our way out. We weren’t about to take any chances with this Garlak guy on the loose. After about an hour of monitoring and watching our backs we finally arrived at the Pet-Retreat. 

“Home sweet home” I said

Panzer just nodded as we bumped gently over the railroad tracks and through the gate that silently closed behind us. Pet-Retreat had been in Lady T’s family for generations ever since the founding of Dominion. It was once a leather factory, but the family has long made its money and had so many other investments the factory has been closed but kept if needed. Nostalgic perhaps but it served its purpose well, as our base and the home of one of the greatest BDSM clubs in Dominion. I always had to chuckle to see the cream of the Ladies of Dominion that were lined up ever night to get into the Factory. 

We drove down the ramp and into the garage where we parked The Lady.  When the reinforced door slid closed after the rolling garage door. We got out at which time Cockbeater came out of the opposite door and nodded to us.

“She’s not happy is she?”I said looking at Cockbeater.

“Whatever gave you that idea Disco?” He replied rubbing his ass.

“I guess I better get this over with. You two look over the Lady and make sure she’s ready I’m sure Panzer and I will be going back out again soon.” I told them 

“Not till I talk to her brother you’re not the only one in for it.” Panzer said and then rolled under the Lady to check her undercarriage.

Walking through the door Cockbeather came out of. I went through a couple of security doors and traps I had to deactivate before entering the workshop area. Where several toys Cockbeater and Panzer worked on lay about. I stopped in the next room and made sure I looked presentable before heading through Cockbeater’s command center with all his monitors and keyboards and electronic equipment. As usual there was one screen echoing the sounds of a boy in a leather harness and tight shorts moaning into his gag as a Lady flogged him. I moved down the hall and punched in the code on the smooth door at the end. It hissed open gently and I entered a small room padded and layered in velvet except for the small wooden floor I stood on just inside. Removing my shoes I stepped onto red velvet floor. The lights came up gently just enough to illuminate me and walked down the two steps into the small circle that was in the middle of the room. I knelt and assumed the bracelets position and lowered my head. 

"My apologies Lady T we failed in protecting Lady Evangeline.”  I spoke softly embarrassed and ashamed at failing my Lady who put so much trust in us.

A small smooth black pedestal arose from the floor quietly and above it flickered light and the image of a Lady. Dark and mysterious the Lady was reclined almost exactly like that on the side of The Lady our van. Then the soft voice spoke, exciting me even as the words were admonishing.

“Yes I know Disco. I have heard from Cockbeater already everything that has happened. Or is there something you wish to share?” She purred at me.

Shivering I stammered out “No Lady T, he told you about this Garlak yes?”

“Yes and I am having him search for him as well as to find out more about this Garlak. I do have one thing I wish you to look in on.” 

“Anything you wish Lady T it will be done.”

“The Un Subbie Gang has been causing a ruckus lately at the docks I want you to take Panzer and go deal with them appropriately.”

“But  ...Lady T…what about Lady Eva?”

I heard the cracking of a whip sharply and her tone changed in an instant. “Are you disobeying my orders boy?”

“No Lad...”

“It is Mistress Boy.” She broken in there was a soft pause and I knew that it was time.

“Bend over and drop your pants.” She hissed with a hint of playfulness in her voice.

I gulped and bent over pushing my face to the floor and reaching under me undid my belt and scooted until my pants were down. She had not told me to strip so I knew this wasn’t meant to be pleasurable, this was punishment pure and simple, not only for questioning her but also for our failure earlier. I heard a soft hiss and glanced at the base of the black pedestal her image drifted on knowing what I would see. The smooth well cared for black leather belt lay there. I waited patiently.

“Take the belt boy.” She told me calmly.

Reaching up I took it and laid it in my hand gently but with a grip so it would not move waiting patiently again I breathed softly and deeply. I could never help getting excited when Lady T ordered me… even for punishment.

“For questioning me,” she purred “that will be five lashes on your ass, “for your failure to protect Lady Evangeline you will add ten more boy”

“Yes Mistress,” I replied “shall I count for you Mistress?”

“No I will listen to them and if you do your strikes any less than I know you’re capable of I will have Panzer do them for you understand?”

Gulping softly knowing how strong my brother is I nervously replied “Yes Mistress”

The first strike landed upon me as I lashed my ass for Mistress T my love and life and one I protected. I knew I deserved this punishment but as the strikes landed over and over I couldn’t help but moan around the seventh one. I struck as hard as I could my fingers clawing the floor with my other hand. My body on its own arched and I panted, biting my lip to silence the moans. Then I heard her purr in pleasure at the eleventh strike and couldn’t hold it back any longer. I struck my flesh knowing I was pleasing her and it exploded in my mind. My eyes opened and I moaned deeply feeling my skin glisten in sweat making my body shine for her. Gasping I continued never moving more than arching or moaning with deep pants in between. When I hit fifteen I stopped and laid there panting, my ass glowing red and warm. I heard her purr and blow air at me gently and swear I could feel it on my hot ass. Shivering there hot wet moaning spanked and hard as a rock I panted till I heard her speak.

“I will deal with Panzer next. Make sure you send him to me. Then get cleaned up and head to the docks. You might find more of what you seek there than you think.” She said.

“Yes Mistress” I replied

Knowing that was a dismissal I crawled slowly up the steps knowing she could see my red ass and hard cock. Reaching the wooden floor I knelt again waiting to be excused.

“Disco?” her voice soft

“Yes Mistress?” I said

“You and your brothers are good boys; you are excused, tell Panzer to come see me.”

“Yes Mistress.”

I dressed quickly as the black pedestal went back into its place knowing that Panzer would most likely go through the same thing I did. Panting and regaining some composure I rubbed my ass with a small wince as I left the room thinking about Cockbeater when we arrived. 

“He must have already got his.” I told myself and headed back out into the garage telling Panzer Lady T wanted him now.

 He hurried off and I stood and watched Cockbeater working over The Lady with care thinking of all that had happened so far. The Questions running through my mind trying to comprehend all of it, who was Garlak? What did he want with Dominion? What the hell did he want with Lady Evangeline? Why did he seem to be out for revenge? All I did know he was threatening my City Lady and I wasn’t going to let him touch her if I could help it no matter what the cost. I relax breathing softly knowing Panzer will be back in a bit and we will head to the docks to deal with the Un Subbie Gang as our Lady T asked.

My mind is a clear open field and then the fog rolls in. I can see and not see, feel and not feel, hear and not hear.  I hear the voice of Garlak.  His laugh shatters my peace the stability of my city and my soul. I must find him. I must save Lady Evangeline. 

“Why am I on a fool’s errand?” I shout at the fog in my mind.

Then the dark shape of my Lady T appears and half mocking half purring at my turmoil she purrs, “You must trust your Mistress.” 

 I am silent and make peace to myself as I climb into The Lady next to Panzer. We both grimace as we sit carefully on the seat cushions. The engine revs and the door rolls up and the lights flick on. Panzer guns it as we roll out hitting the darkening streets of Dominion. We will deal with the Un Subbie Gang first and then I swear Garlak will know what it means to mess with Lady T and her pets.

Nirvana - ericF McCauley

My mind is a haze, Her voice haunts me in my sleep, though not in the way that people might think.  I hear Her voice in my head, coaxing, moving, persuading, drawing me in.  My body has a natural response to Her-Her smile, Her eyes as they rest upon mine, my mind cannot escape Her as She brings my mind and my body to a level that i have known very rarely.

As my body begins to awaken, my mind is slow to react, the heat of the evening and the lightning and thunder crashing down having awakened me at various times during the night.  My mind, however, is able to grasp Her request of me from last evening; the unfulfilled request that She asked me to fulfill.

I see Her, as She sits demurely in Her chair, Her leg wrapping around my side, pulling me to Her as She moves Her fingertips, tapping every once in a while, my mouth following, my body reacting, my tongue and my lips devouring Her skin through the material of Her fishnets.  My hands move, despite Her warnings, underneath Her dress, though not without asking for permission.  My fingertips press firmly against Her, wanting to feel more, but keeping a hint of control as my eyes and lips follow Her tapping fingers.

Her fingers begin tapping higher on Her thighs, then moving slowly outward and higher, until the final tap is nearly against Her left hip, my torso pressing between Her thighs as my neck cranes to meet Her tapping finger, finding the spot, my tongue swirling against it as his lips press hungrily against it.  Her foot rises along my thigh, feeling for the excitement that She always produces in me and suddenly She stands, and smiles at me and says, "eric, would You please unzip Your pants for me?"

My deep blush presents itself as quickly as ever as my eyes trail over the rest of the crowd sitting nearby.  She dips Her eyes as his zipper is drawn for Her, fingers trembling as i do so, and i feel Her fingers trail against my chin as She coaxes me to my feet.  I stand, my eagerness obvious from my eyes as She turns, and slips Her hand inside of my trousers, fingers grasping, i see Her smile as Her hand finds what it seeks as my eyes close, lets out a soft gasp, and follows Her into the castle.

Not knowing the grounds of the castle, my only focus rests upon Her as She guides me in with Her hand, Her movements quick, but deliberate enough to allow me to move with Her.  We travel through a few corridors, and She opens one of the secret passages to the outside, tugging me along as i try to orient myself for a moment, then give into the guidance of Her once again.  The questions in my mind quickly disappear as She looks back at me with a glint in Her eyes, and i know that where we go matters very little;  what matters is that i will be with Her and She is going to take me.

We slip into another corridor and finally reach a rather empty room, with only a rug resting in the midst of it.  A spartan area, but clearly designed for a particular debaucherous purpose.  She squeezes, causing me to moan deeply, and asks me to slip my clothes from my body.  When She makes such a request, it takes very little convincing that i should perform for Her.  My fingertips run to the buttons of my shirt, slipping it off quickly after nearly tearing it off of my torso, slipping out of my shoes and socks, and sliding out of my trousers, folding the lot carefully and setting it near the edge of the rug.

I see Her smile as She glances down, seeing the blue silken thong that She felt as She guided me in, my arousal clear from the form of the silk as it rests against me.  She motions me to the floor, not needing to say a word, and i follow Her direction.  I lie down as i feel Her walking around me in a circle, slowly, as She inspects me.  Suddenly, i feel the soft silk of another set of panties fall against my cheeks as She slips them off of Herself, clearly wanting me to feel them as She looks down at me.  My gaze lifts to Her eyes, then shifts to the hem of Her dress as She lowers Herself over my face, my mouth, lips and tongue waiting in incredible anticipation, tasting the lovely treat that to this moment, was covered by the soft silk.  The sensually delicious touch of Her moisture causing my mouth to water, to salivate for Her taste, for the reward of having Her sex press against my mouth and my tongue, for the desire of wrapping my lips around Her clit, and flicking it with my tongue.  Smiling as She allows me to please Her with my mouth, the pleasure of seeing Her reactions to my swirling tongue and my suckling lips as She slowly rocks Her hips against my face.

I think to myself, "This must be Nirvana."

Discoman and Panzerboy I - Eroyan Barmy

“The Dawn of Garlak”

The deepness of night is peaceful. The deepness allows reflection and solace in its quiet. The dark, the peace, the silence, in the darkness the world renews and yet danger lurks in the depths of blackness that is the night.

The rain had stopped now like shimmering jewels here and there upon the streets like small diamonds scattered about recklessly. My city my love glistens like a soft sweat covered neck moving and moaning with passion from the touches of her lovers. She moves and lives and breathes with in herself. Her power is her beauty her strength her intelligence much like my own Lady T. I hear Panzer next to me move slowly a soft sigh I can tell he thinks of Lady T as I am, both of us under her care, taught the skills we need to protect not only her but our other Lady as well the city of Dominion.

I adjust my lapel straighten out the white suit and check my dark glasses dusting a piece of dirt off my elevator boots I watch the darkness of the building across the way. Lady T ordered us to watch it, a home of another powerful woman by the name of Lady Evangeline one of the more intelligent brains of the city. A scientist from the information we were given and that someone might be willing to kidnap her for their own ends. So far only rumors and dark whisperings spoke of a renegade in our fair city. One who had more plans that to just be a free man or to ask for release from the utopia of the city of Dominion and the rule of its Ladies. One who sought to bring upheaval to the city to destroy its female authority and replace it with a barbaric rule and enslave all those who did not agree with the new order. We had no idea who it was as of yet but we would soon find out for now we must focus on the order given by our Mistress and protect Lady Eva. 

Panzer nudges me, his dark camo even from a foot away making him hard to see and a sharp contrast to my white leisure suit and black silk shirt. Nothing on his large muscular frame shines while my own cufflinks and medallion shimmer even in the darkness. Even with shades I can see him clearly as mundane as we might look the night vision in my shades show him up nicely.  I look at him and he points to his watch. I nod softly and step down from the edge of the roof and he takes up position to watch. Stepping down I take my medallion and lift it up to my lips to check in.

“ Disco-man to the Pet Retreat, Disco-man to the Pet Retreat come in please”

There is nothing but a soft static response then I hear the sound of breathing deep and steady but it seems excited breathing as if someone trying to be quiet but having a hard time due to the excitement they are in.

“Disco-man to Pet Retreat, Damn-it Cockbeater are you watching porn again!”

I hear a rustling and what sounds like someone falling out of a chair. I can’t help but smile for his major fault of loving to watch porn all the time and jack off as much as he can. Cock-beater is a good brother and another kept by our mysterious Lady T. The smartest one out of us he stays at the Pet Retreat to handle more technical matters like computers and the like.

“Ummm no of course I wasn’t!” Cockbeater says “Just was uhh washing my socks yea.”

“Oh I’m sure but I wonder what you were washing your socks with and which Mistress channel you happen to been watching at the time you were washing them.” I say back into the medallion.

“ Oh that was that new aussie Lady Zarita channel…”  There is a pause. “Oh shut up Disco-man what do you need?” Cockbeater responds

“Time check and anything on the scanners or satellite surveillance?” I ask him chuckling softly at catching him again.

“ No everything is clear nothing on either …wait.” Cockbeater says

I tense I could hear the confusion in his voice and one thing Cockbeater knows it his gear if he is confused something wrong. I look at Panzer and signal him if he sees anything. He gives me the negative signal but I see him begin to scan the area more actively.

The medallion crackles as I heard Cockbeater grab it and almost scream into it. “Disco-man I just lost satellite view lost thermal and radar. Scanners are still up and detecting movement around the building something is going down you and Panzer better get a move on.”

“Got it keep me posted” I tell him.

Turning to Panzer I motion we got to move in now. He signals back he is ready. Suddenly across the way we see the flash of an explosive and the muffled thud of a report. It's in the apartment of Lady Eva we take one second to look at each other then Panzer whips out his grapple gun. In one quick motion he pulls it up and fires it at the apartment. The window shatters raining glass down onto the street and he attaches the other end to the rooftop. I’m already on the wire sliding down it like a crazy skateboarder doing a trick, my elevator boots sparking off the wire from the metal heels and soles of the boots. I dive into the apartment knowing Panzer will be right behind me. The look on the faces of the men is one of startled panic they knew someone might be watching but had no idea how quick they might respond. I dove into the room rolling and coming up with one of my best Travolta poses.

 

Scanning the room I see the Lady Eva drugged it seems being carried out by two men. Another four turn to me growling they are big but I have dealt with big men before.

“Well looks like I made it in time for the party. And man you guys really need a better fashion consultant.” I chuckle. Each of them was wearing leather and fur and almost looked like some kind of Viking only far filthier than most of the Vikings I knew.

“Your one to talk Disco-man” one of them says “Stuck in the seventies aren’t we?”

I laugh loudly “Disco is never dead!” 

At that moment I leaped into action and land a strike to the first thug’s face as he goes down I dodge a punch by another and duck a thirds swing of a battle axe he seems to have brought along. I back up and lash out with a kick to the ribs of the one on my left the air goes out of him but the fourth one hits me with an incredible punch to my left jaw I stagger a bit and the battle axe boy comes in for the kill. I roll to my left and dodge his blade grabbing the back of his head and throwing him to the wall. The first one is back up and rushes me as one of his other buddies fly in with a flurry of punches. I’m in trouble no room to move and Lady Eva is out the door now helpless in the grip of the other two thugs. I block the strikes by the one punching at me. Suddenly the one rushing me falls flat on his face with a hard thud and is pulled screaming to a long fall out the window. It’s Panzer he’s finally here. Odds are now in my favor. I grab the wrist of the one punching at me and twist hard I hear the snap of his wrist and he screams in pain. Head butting him hard I’m sure he sees as many stars as I do. 

“Disco-man! Watch out! “Panzer screams.

I duck instinctively and hear the whooshing of the battleaxe above my head and feel it graze my hair. I hear a click and dive roll to the right of Panzer and take out the legs of the guy about to beam him with a chair. Just as Panzer fires one of his favorite toys the heavy rubber ball hits battleaxe boy in the stomach and I can feel the wind leave him. Slamming him back against the wall and leaving him stuck in it.  I hit the guy I took down in the throat and jump up.

“They got Lady Eva! Two more at least we got to hurry!” I yell

“Right behind you brother “Panzer says following me out the door and into the stair way.

We rush down the stairs Panzer pulling out a shock collar gun he loves to shoot people with. I flip out my crystal topped disco cane and we take leap from landing to landing as fast as we can.  I can see them heading out the emergency exit door at the bottom. We bust through the door together right on their heels as we see them toss Lady Eva into the back of a moving truck. The two thugs turn and draw swords Panzer drops to a knee and raise his shock collar gun and fires at the one on the right the collar snaps around the thug’s neck and drops him like a dog outside of his invisible fencing. I point my cane at the other one and a flash of multi colored lights erupt from the end blinding him. I’m on him in a second and land a hit right on his glass jaw sending him down into a heap.  Panzer and myself look around listening for others panting from exertion then slowly move to the Lady Eva and check her pulse. She’s alive just sedated it seems. 

“I wonder who these guys are?” I ask Panzer.

“I am sure Lady T can get answered out of them when they wake up. Well if any of them do wake up” Panzer says.

Panzer moves to check on the Vikings looking for clues and securing them. As I turn to Lady Eva and make sure she is properly covered and not been damaged or molested by the thugs. I speak into my medallion.

“Cockbeater this is Disco-man. Panzer and I have Lady Eva are your images back up?”

A hissing of static and I hear the response.

“Disco-man my stuff came back up about halfway through your fight with those thugs. I could hear it through your medallion. Was one of them armed?” Cockbeater responds.

“Yea these two had swords but one of them was carrying a battleaxe.” I tell him.

“Bring that battleaxe I have a feeling it has other uses than just chopping people up.  Everything came back up just as you and Panzer took off down after Lady Eva.”

“That’s about the time Panzer took out battle axe boy. We will bring it. Contact the Dominion Fem-Dom Police and inform them they have some bad boys to pick up”

“Will do. Cockbeater out.”

I lift up Lady Eva gently to take her back to her apartment. No matter the situation a Lady should never be left in the back of a truck like an old couch. The Dominion police Ladies tend to frown on such things.  As turn I hear a thud and stand there dumbfounded Panzer is down out cold on the ground.  The shock collar gun a few feet to my left my cane is leaning against the truck and my hands are full with the Lady Eva. Whoever this cat is he picked the perfect time to strike?  I scan the grayness of the alley looking for what took out Panzer. I just hope he’s breathing.  Slowly I start to lower Lady Eva so I can grab my cane. A gruff voice from the shadows makes me freeze.

“Don’t move Disco-man keep the Lady cradled nice and comfortable like you have her”

“Who are you? Step out so I can see you.” I respond to the dark.

“Oh I think not. See your going to turn around and set the Lady nice and easy back into the truck.”

“No I don’t think so.” I say.

“Oh well then I didn’t want her damaged but a little bruising can be attractive especially on slaves.”

My anger gets the better of me. “The Lady Eva isn’t a slave she’s an honored Lady of Dominion!” I yell at the shadows I can just make out a figure in it now. If only I could reach Panzer’s gun or my cane.

“For now she is but soon all the Ladies of the Dominion will be my slaves!” the gruff voice yells back.

There I see him but it is too late I feel the dart hit my neck and my head swims with the drug. I struggle to protect Lady Eva turning making sure she falls on me instead of the ground. I can’t move everything is foggy I feel someone take Lady Eva from on top of me and see the fur covered boots as they take her. I struggle to stay awake to turn my head to see who it is that takes her. I hear the gruff voice again chuckling standing next to me as I’m finally able to look up at him.

“Such a good boy even helpless you protect her. Are you not a man? She is just a woman and soon with her help all women will be what they are suppose to be. Mine “

I see the boot coming and feel it hit knocking me into blackness again. The peace the silence of night and now I know that the night does hold dangers. For all I see in its solace are not the glittering jewels of the rain upon my Lady City of Dominion. It’s of the man in fur boots and black leather pants, a bear cloak around his shoulders with a whip at his hip and sword at his other side. His chest bare and covered in scars like a pit fighter large and strong with hair bound in a tight pony tail behind his head and the hard eye patch over his left eye. Before I am consumed in the darkness the last I hear is that gruff voice raising his voice to the heavens and the dawn.

 

“Tal! City of Dominion and tremble! For soon you will be on your knees to Garlak!”

On The Bench - Sara Dimitriaski

On sunny and humid afternoons, you can hear the crash of football pads reporting around the neighborhood like shotguns.  Boys grunting in unison as they are urged to run a little faster, hit a little harder and take pain like a man's man.  In green and white jersey they scramble over the grass, extending limbs and twisting into positions to get the ball now, and damn the consequences when they hit the ground.

If you were closer to the field you would hear, mixed among the savage yells and curse words,  the banshee cry of a woman unhinged.  Flinging herself at every obstacle in her path, and shouldering through piles of muscle hell bent on stopping her, and putting her on her back.  

Look closer still and you could see melding expressions on her face, looks of glee, hatred and satisfaction when she buckles her shoulders under an unsuspecting senior, flipping him into the air after knocking his breath out of lungs through his stomach.  She had been told in the past that her eyes were fierce.  Highly expressive hazel orbs that made speech unnecessary.  After a look from this girl, you rarely needed to ask for clarification.  She would stare across the field like she was fighting in a battle, her shoulders tall and proud and her legs bent in preparation for the next hit.

As the first young woman EVER in the history of her city's school system to be allowed to play football, this young woman (after a messy argument that almost wound up in court) demanded that the coach place her on the Varsity team.  The coach conceded quickly that this was a fine plan, as she was more likely to pick the bench up and break it over her knee, than to keep it warm.  She was allowed to play, and although she was a full 7 inches shorter than most young men on the team, she secured her place as Linebacker by systematically injuring every member of it, throwing herself against them like she was moving mountains.

On this particular day, there was a new boy on the team.  A transfer student from another school in the city.  Rather than hold more try outs, and seeing the boys natural talent, the coach had ushered him onto the team quietly.  Today was his first day.

Sweat had saturated her hair, and was pouring down her forehead, stinging her eyes.  While there was a lull in activity she quickly unhitched her chin strap and tucked her helmet between her knees.  Taking down her loose bun of hair (It only fit because she cut a hole in the back of her helmet pads) she wrung the sweat out of her bangs.  The new boy, 20 feet from her at 7 o clock, smacked another tight end in the ribs and guffawed "DUDE!  Is that a CHICK?!"  The TE nodded at him solemnly and seeing her whip around and shoot off a glare at the comment, took two steps away from the guy.  She made up her mind right then to establish some "repoir" with the new guy during the next play, probably with an elbow in his lower back.

Whistle sounds, and they were off.  Running in cross direction at the opposing line, she sees her new friend shouldering against another, a battle of inches.  Her lips curled up on the left side and her feet left the ground, leaping over the legs of a fallen boy she reached out, snatched the other guy by the waist and flung him around with such force, that he landed on the other side of her, on his face.  She hit the ground with a tuck and roll, then popped up on her feet with the next whistle.  On her way back to her place, she shoved past the new boy, although there was in fact, 43 yards of walking room.

Change up lines, she got switched to the other side, and settled herself squarely in front of him.  She was already savagely happy, knowing he was about to get a great view of her ass while she stepped on his grill and walked on.  GO!  Get lower, all the strength in her thighs, fingers lightly touch tops of grass, here he comes.  CRACK! Top of helmet meets chest and shove!  Upwards, watch his feet leave the ground, feel his knee in your shoulder, and STAND UP! Screaming like a warrior, she raised her arms in triumph when she felt his center of gravity shift, and the pull of fabric as she felt him quite literally drip off of her back.  Time for a strut.

In the locker room, behind her makeshift sheets that separated her from the rest of the guys, she occupied herself with pulling bloody bandaids and bits of sports tape from her hands and knees.  The sheet moved, and she found herself standing in her ruffled panties, looking in amazement at the new guy standing there staring at her in full uniform.  Quickly she stepped over the bench and grabbed him by the front of his mask, using his head to fling the rest of his body up against a row of lockers.  "Something I can fucking help you with?"  She hissed, inches from his face, daring him to push back.

Surprisingly, the new boy didn't try to push her off, his knees didn't tremble, he didn't try to avoid her stare.  He just looked at her and calmly replied "No, I thought you might need something."  She nodded her head sarcastically, and backed off of him, turning around and grabbing a pair of scissors from her bag.  She pulled at the ties of her underarmor and started peeling her shirt up, revealing bruises in the shaped of things like cleats, kneecaps, palms.  From underneath her shirt she mumbled "I supposed you want to carry my books for me and walk me home?  I am such a delicate girl, Heh."  She rolled her eyes when she heard nothing in response.  Going about her business she wrestled out of the shirt, and with the scissors started cutting away the ace bandages and duct tape she used to avoid injury to her breasts.  Craning around to try and peel off a piece that was stuck to her shoulderblade, using the scissors to wedge it off.  She stopped cold when she heard the clack of cleats on the painted cement floor, and felt his warmth on her back.  Her eyes narrowed and with her free hand she started to crack knuckles to ready it for use.

She felt the tentative touch of his fingers on her hand, gently assuming control of the scissors.  She let them drop from her palm, and felt that pesky bit of tape being peeled very gently from her back.  His finger tracing delicately around the fresh cleat scrape that had only just begun to scab over.  They stood there for a long series of moments, letting the noise of the team slamming lockers and laughing at eachother's jokes ebb and finally wane.  After the quiet arrived, she heard him take off his helmet and saw him place it on the bench next to hers in the edge of her vision.  Taking the oppurtunity to collect herself, she quickly crawled into a fesh T shirt and turned around to face him, but he was already on the floor unlacing her cleat.  

Her face screwed into a confused look as she looked down at him.  He was sitting on his heels, back straight, gently and slowly pulling each string to loosen it.  She fumbled and started to raise her voice , "Where the fuck do you get off..."  But when he looked up at her and brought his hands back to his thighs she found herself unable to continue being angry.  Instead she stuck out her other foot.

The new boy did end up carrying her books home, almost every day for the rest of the school year. 

And at the end of practice, her gear was removed, her wounds tended and her bruises kissed, before his cleats even came off.  They went to prom, and he carried her from the Limo to the Gym on his back.

He did actually, go on to play college football, and the young woman, sadly, has not been able to kick down that door yet.  She watched him on T.V. though, always proud. 

Last week at Confessions I got to thinking about my first experiences, and how I came to love myself better as a dominant woman.  

Coming Home - Cole Wardell

I sat there silently in my room.  The faint glow of the lamp and the screen of my laptop were only things that lite up the room.  It was quiet in the house and there peace as the day was drawing to an end.  It had been a long day and all that I really wanted to do was get home to her.  I looked at the screen just waiting to see her.  Everything had slowed down as I processed all I was felling about the single woman that changed my entire life.  There was a flash on the screen and sure enough she was there.  I quickly greeted her, as I always do, and asked her how her day had been.  There was that sense of relief filling me now, knowing that I was here with her, in this moment.  As I heard her sweet voice my heart began to pound.  It was that voice that my heart knew so well.  That was the voice of the woman that I would forever belong to.

  "Are you alone?", she ask softly.  I spoke in almost a whisper, "Yes my Mistress I am."  There is nothing like that first moment when we hear each others voice.  Those moans of satisfaction coming from both of us just being able to connect in that way.  We talked a moment just enjoying each other company when things got quiet.  Neither of us spoke, but no words needed to be said to know what we each were feeling.  She broke the silence with, "Stroke for me, now."  My cock jumped at her words.  I could feel it straining against tight fabric of my briefs. Quietly I answered, "Yes my Mistress."  I stripped away my clothing slowly, hearing her moans of satisfaction as I told her what I was doing.  My cock bounced as I finally slipped off my briefs.  I dripped a small amount of lube on my cock and began stroking for her.  I am already hard from just hearing her command.  I keep her with me all the time and am always ready to please her in any way that I can.  Slowly I stroke for her with long, even strokes.  My eyes close a little listening to her voice and she tells me of the ways that she wants to use me.  I can feel myself getting closer and closer to edge as my moans grow louder.  I let out a low groan, my cock throbbing now just thinking about her hands on me, "Oh Mistress I love you so much.  Thank you allowing me to stroke for you."  The pace began to pick up as I was breathing heavier.  I could hear her moan, letting me know just how much she was enjoying the sounds of me.  When I hear her sounds of pleasure it drives me ever closer to the edge.  "STOP", she said with a sound of force and authority in her voice.  I stopped, still whimpered a bit feeling my entire body tensing as I held back from going to far.  There was silence again and my mind raced thinking about how badly I want to feel the drag of her nails across my back or to taste her sweet lips on mine.  After what felt like days I could hear her exhale.  Her voice was soft again, "I want your ass plugged, now."  I moaned softly having longed to hear that phrase.  I gave her something that no one else has ever had and every time she uses my ass I am reminded of that.  I slowly pressed the plug to my hole, closing my eyes so that I could feel every sensation.  There was no resisting on my part.  I knew it was her that was filling me now and I had ached for that feeling all day.  My moans grew louder as the widest part stretched my tight hole open for her just before making its way into place.  I knelt taking a couple of deep breaths before I heard her speak again, "Stroke for me again, Mine."  Taking my cock in my hand again I stroked.  My hips beginning to move in time with each tug on my cock causes my ass to clamp down even tight on the plug.  My breathing became ragged as once again got closer to the edge.  I began to cry out for her, begging her to allow me to cum.  "Cum for me!"  That was all it took.

 I screamed as I could feel the release shoot through my entire body.  I shuttered as I kept stroking hearing her constantly reminding me what a good boy I am for her.  As the orgasm wore down I slowly laid back with my eyes closed listening to her telling me that she loved me and how much she wanted to be with me right now.  I laid there spent and on the edge of tears when I realized that now was the time.  I took a very deep breath and hesitated for a moment, "Mistress" I said with a slight crack in my voice, "I need to feel your touch more than ever.  I know that this isn't about my needs, but I know you can feel it too.  I coming to you, right now.  I will drive all day and night to be there at your feet.  I need to come home to you."  I choked back the tears as I listened to her breathing.  There was a whisper and I felt the tears finally rolling down my checks as she said, "Come home to me."