Irene smoothed over her lipstick and smiled at her reflection in the mirror. Looking at her own naked body in the mirror, she caught the eye of her maid, who was staring at Irene wistfully.
"I think I'll wear my green silk dress tonight – the see through on, don't want to freak out my client too early."
"Of course m'lady," her maid smirked and disappeared into Irene's walk-in wardrobe to pick out her dress. Tonight's client was meant to be special, even more special than royalty maybe.
After Irene had been zipped up into her dress, the doorbell rang. Irene waited on her chair, arranging her large array of whips. The door wasn't eve knocked on when Irene heard even footsteps behind her.
"You know, it's polite to-"
She was suddenly interrupted by the figure kissing her forcefully on the lips. Then Irene blacked out.
At least, that was as much as Irene could remember, as she woke up, in handcuffs, naked and exhausted on her gigantic bed. She looked around to see the figure sitting in her chair, scrunching up her hair and pouting her lips into the mirror. Irene had no idea who the woman was, or how the hell she had gotten Irene into handcuffs.
Irene coughed politely to get the figure's attention. As the figure turned to face Irene, she saw bronze curls bouncing around before settling on the woman's shoulders. Irene saw that this lady shared her love for blood red lipstick. This lady also had her eyebrows raised expectantly towards Irene's naked and restrained body. Irene cocked her head and said,
"Well this is different – I'm usually the one in control."
The woman smiled wistfully and replied,
"Well sweetie, there's a first time for everything." As if she were quoting someone else.
"Right... okay – so if you could let me go now...?"
The curly haired lady stood up from the dresser chair and approached the bed, allowing Irene to view her full body. She looked her up and down, and even by her standards, Irene thought she was beautiful. Starting at her corkscrew curl lion's mane she took in the woman's entire body. She was wearing a sheer black dressing gown that left nothing to the imagination, not that you needed to see through the gown to see her perfect hourglass shape.
"See something you like?" Irene was shocked out of her awe by the voice. She looked up and met a smouldering gaze.
"I could say the same to you." It was bad enough that she was handcuffed to her own bed. If she was going down, she was going down in true Irene fashion. And judging by the way things were looking , she might just be going down.
The character got on all fours at the end of the bed. "Now sweetie, you are going to do exactly as I say." The intruder started to crawl her way up the bed.
"I don't like not being in control."
Closer and closer she got, her nails lightly caressing Irene's hips.
"I think you'll like this very much."
She shimmied off her gown and shrugged it to the ground
"Who are you?"Irene whispered. The lady was now directly above her, her delicate hands cupping Irene's breasts. She moved a hand to place a finger on Irene's lips.
"Sshhh..."
She seductively smiled at Irene. "I'm River Song, and you are going to do exactly as I say." Irene's body trembled, but her protests were silenced as the River woman smashed their lips together.
