Nothing more devastating than waking up one morning realizing that all you've done is settle because of your desire to please everybody.

Piper Chapman is thirty-four years old, gorgeous blonde. Co-owner of PoPi — a business that specializes in artisanal products that does wonders for your skin. She's been married for ten years to writer Larry Bloom and all is good.

Now you might wonder what the hell does someone like this have to complain about considering that there's worse shit out there that happens on a daily basis. And you'd be right to wonder because while Piper's life sounds good on paper, something was missing.

All her life she's done nothing but settle for everything and in doing so, she sacrificed something that every woman deserve to at least feel and experience once in their lifetime...

Real burn-your-soul-mindless-fucking passion.

So here she was on a typical Saturday night, sitting at a bar in Manhattan feeling sorry for herself and drinking her sorrows all alone.

So unlikely for someone like her who's always too self-righteous but she so didn't give a shit.

"Now that you two have officially made it to a year without killing each other, what's it like? Being in love with each other?"

It was fading in the background of the crowded bar but somehow that caught Piper's attention and she turned out of curiosity to listen.

It was a group of girls sitting across the room. A tight little circle of very attractive ladies and they seem to be having a fun time, smiling and drinking.

And suddenly, she felt... Jealous.

"Blissful..." A short brunette replied.

"Pain in my ass," The blonde next to the short brunette replied with a smug smile that earned her a shoulder shove as the table erupted with laughter. "But it's good. It's exciting every day... Kinda like unwrapping gifts and never knowing what you'll get type of good."

The table grew quiet for a while... Everyone seemed to be taking in how the blonde described being in love with her partner. Until it wasn't...

"Fuckers!"

And it all erupted to cheers again as they each pick up their drinks for a toast.

Piper raised her chin and smiled bitter-sweetly. That's when she finally made contact with a raven vixen with gorgeous eyes that bore at her with a certain glare that had her feeling both flushed and flattered. She hadn't realized she was under observation the whole time.

"What about you?!" She yelled loud enough to Piper just as she was about to turn around on her stool.

"Me?" She pointed to her chest.

The beautiful stranger with the dark hair and black rimmed glasses nodded at her.

"Hey, come join us!" A slightly chubby, tomboy-ish woman invited her over.

So she figured what the hell... Why not? They seemed friendly enough.

She joined them and upon introductions, more drinks were ordered to the table.

"For some reason, we have a cheesy topic going on tonight all thanks to Miss. Softie here." The girl who introduced herself as Nicky said.

"Oh, be nice!" The short brunette among them— Lorna said.

"You should know what it's like right?" Tricia, the youngest of them chided in as she pointed at the wedding band on Piper's left fourth finger.

"Oh, I don't, I don't know." Piper blushed.

That sexy as sin, fucking beautiful stab of self-esteem of a woman wouldn't stop staring at her. And she was quiet.

"Change of topic." She said suddenly. "Do you have any fantasies Piper?"

Piper's thoughts started to run virile. And blushing, she could not stop.

"Vause!" All her friends scowled at her.

"What?" She huffed.

"Pardon our friend here." Big boo said. "That one can be a bit forward."

"Oh grow up." Alex smirked. "We're all adults here, right?"

"I'll go first," Tricia offered.

"See? All adults."

"Maybe it's the kinky bitch in me, but since our last conversation, I find myself thinking a lot about the BDSM life style... The whole submit thing. Having complete control of Mercy."

"You sick fucker!" Nicky cried. "Jesus, Vause! What have you done to this poor girl? And Trish, aren't you like fucking twenty-five?"

All you had to be was eighteen though. She read about it. Tricia narrowed her eyes at that comment as she continued on, addressing Alex directly this time. "I mean you know what it's like right, Vause? You've done all matters of sexual craziness."

"Sure." Alex smiled.

Fuck.

What kinds of sexual craziness? Piper wondered. She couldn't help herself.

"It's much complicated than just an act of submission though. There's rules that applies to this shit but the details are for another day. I promise I'll take you under my wings when you're ready." She said, her eyes not once leaving Piper's and her smirk unfaltering.

"Now back to you, Piper."

Of course.

"Fantasies… have any wicked ones I should know about?"

"Maybe." Piper replied.

"Do tell."

"Nah."

"Come on, don't get shy on us, Blondie. You have to spill." Nicky said.

Piper took a sip of her margarita as Alex pulled her chair closer next to her.

"Okay, well I'm still trying to convince Lorna to let me pierce her nipples."

Alex chuckled.

Lorna rolled her eyes. "What is it with you and nipples clamp?"

"I'm just saying, it's kinda hot. Plus you have nice titties."

"Jesus."

"Are you feeling out of place?" Big boo asked Piper.

Oh you don't even know. Piper thought.

Instead she shook her head. "Not at all." She smiled as she brushed a strand of blonde locks behind her ear. "You guys are an interesting bunch."

"That we are." Lorna agreed.

"Come on, Blondie. That's the rule here... You have to give something." Tricia said, hoping to have persuade the blonde.

"Yeah. We've had many stories around here. What's yours?"

"Nothing nearly as interesting as you guy's stories, I'm sure." Piper replied truthfully. "Just married."

"How long?" Alex asked.

"Ten years in three weeks." Piper answered.

"Wow." Lorna smiled.

"Ha," Piper chuckled wryly. "Yeah."

"So anything at all that makes you feel all warm and tingly?" Alex asked as she sipped her vodka cranberry through a thin black straw.

"You don't have to answer that." Lorna rolled her eyes.

"No. Just married."

"Shit." Alex ran her fingers through her hair. She found Piper infuriating. "Is she playing coy with me?"

"Leave her alone, Alex."

"Anything that you simply cannot... Resist?"

"Oh, she's using the smokey, sexy whisper." Nicky said. "It's game on."

"Shut up."

"Honestly..." Piper decided to answer.

"Yes?"

"After nearly ten years of marriage, fantasies almost don't matter anymore."

"Why's that?" Alex asked curiously.

"I don't know. I guess it all comes down to just getting what you can get. At least for me... In my marriage that's how it is."

"Why?"

"Compromise."

"That's bullshit."

"What are you? Some type of therapist?"

"Of some sort." Alex smirked.

"A dominatrix actually." Boo interjected.

Piper raised a surprise eyebrow. Odd choice of career but it seemed so fucking fitting for someone like Alex. At first glance, you could just tell in a snap of a finger that she's a person that oozes with control and confidence.

Alex chuckled. "Yeah. Thanks fucker."

An awkward silence fell after that and Piper couldn't help but feel intimidated by Alex's burning gaze on her. It was as if she was reading her and figuring her out right then and there.

"Anyways, fantasies are always there." Alex finally broke the silence. "Just a matter of having an open mind for them."

Yeah, tell that to Larry. Piper thought.

"Are we still going to that concert?" Boo asked.

"You guys can go." Alex replied. "I got shit to do."

"Oh boo you!"

Alex chuckled. She finished the rest of her drink in a long gulp before she pushed from the table.

"I got the tab. How's that?"

"It was your night anyways." Nicky said.

"Biatch!"

When Alex stood up, that's when Piper realized how tall and sexy she was. Dressed in a beautiful black dress with killer boots, she looked like a goddess with a red colored lipstick that did her justice.

She buttoned up her long trench coat and fixed her dark hair back to the use of her long fingers.

It was too much. A sexy, hot dominatrix. Good fucking combination.

On her way out, she surprised the hell out of Piper when she leaned down and whispered in her ears.

"You have beautiful eyes."

"Thanks." Piper smiled.

"Think about those fantasies. I'm sure we'll be seeing each other again soon, Piper Chapman."

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Happy New Years, guys! This story popped in my head recently and I figured that it wouldn't hurt to give it a try and see how it goes. I haven't forgotten about my other stories and I do plan on updating Teach Me very soon so for those of you who have been reviewing and PM'ing, thank you so much for all the support and I'm hoping you guys will like this story as well. Please review and let me know what you thought. Until next time…