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Mask
Chapter – 01
He walked into the club, just wanting to relax and forget about the past few days. He sighed, this double life was getting to him and he needed a change soon or something was going to give. Part of him was starting to wonder if that was a bad thing. He went to the bar, ordered his usual, and then began slowly walking around seeing new and old faces. Stopping occasionally to lend a hand or give advice. In his everyday life, he hid behind a mask of what people expected him to be. He smirked; no one knew him and most did not care to get to know him. Here he was the Dungeon Master or DM and respected, he always wore black from head to toe and always covered his face with a variety of masks. With his masks, he could be himself and not worry people in his other life would find out about this part of his life. He had opened this club so people could have a place to hide, but at the same time be themselves and not have their secret life known.
Drink finished he wondered toward the back into the Dungeon. The Dungeon was where punishments or harsher playing was allowed to take place, the room was monitored at all times with a Doctor on standby just in case. The room had only three rules 1. No Alcohol/Drugs. 2. A monitor must be present at all times when the room is in use. 3. A Monitor can stop play/punishment at any time and all roles must answer to them or answer to the DM. They will only call a halt if the Doctor, Manager, or the DM, depending on the situation is needed.
He smiled when he saw a man that reminded him of Tony DiNozzo bound to a St. Andrews cross. Moving closer he cursed when he realized it was Tony and the man looked drunk. 'Dam-it the man was an NCIS agent. What was he doing here? Was he here willingly? He had to figure out a way to talk to him and if need be, get the man out of here. Hmm, how to do this and not reveal who Tony was or let Tony know who he was.' He smirked he knew just how.
Walking up to the man who had bound Tony. The DM asked politely for a word in private with the slave promising to make it worth his while, the man smirked and stepped back. Moving behind an unusually quiet Tony, he whispered in his ear. "I know who you are and who you work for. My question is why are you're here?"
Tony whimpered and gasped. "We only wanted to keep them safe. We were not looking for trouble, I swear. Help me please."
The DM sighed and 'Dam-it he wasn't alone and they were both here against their will, this could get ugly fast. But first who was he talking about and were where they?' He turned and glared at the man who had bound Tony and said. "How much has he had to drink? And where is the person he arrived with?"
The man gulped as the DM glared. He knew this would not be good…..he felt a sharp sting on his ass as he did not answer fast enough. He looked up to see the DM smirking as he drew back the whip that was always attached to his belt and said. "It's been awhile since I've had you in my rooms Cal. Nevertheless, you know I have no problem using whatever means necessary to get the answers I need. Give me the truth boy and I may go easy on you."
Cal hung his head as he said. "He and another man came in looking for two women that are regulars. They tried a few times to get them to leave with them, but they refused and went into a private room. Max and I overheard some of the things they both said to get the woman to leave and we decided to teach them a lesson. We talked them into a drink at the bar before they left. Then Max kept getting there drinks re-filled as I distracted them. When they were both drunk, I got him and Max took the other one to the spanking room. We only intended to rough them up a bit then we were going to dump them into a cab."
The DM said in a deadly quiet voice. "You will get the other man and take him and this man to my office and see to their comfort. Then you and Max will get the two women and bring them as well to my office. I do not care if the women want to go or not, you will get them there. Once there you and Max will see that all their needs are met, including being checked out by the Doc. After they are taken care of, both of you will wait quietly on your knees until I arrive. Do I make myself clear boy?"
Cal nodded and rushed to do as told. He gently released Tony and then half carrying him left.
Tony was confused he was now in a nice office with McGee, Ziva, Abby and two kneeling men. A nice but businesslike man had introduced himself as Doc and checked all four of them out. He had said they all had minor injuries but would be fine he had glared at the two kneeling men as he said so. He was still unsure how he got there but he was hoping Gibbs never found out. He saw the door open and when he saw who walked in he paled. Shit Gibbs!
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After Cal left he knew he had to call Gibbs but he wasn't happy about it. Going to the front office, the DM picked up the phone.
"Gibb's"
"Gibb's I have some of your people at my club and I need you to come down here." The DM said.
"Are they hurt?" Gibbs said angrily.
"They're upset and have a few bumps and bruises but overall fine. Look Gibb's, I really do not want to involve the police if I don't have to. It could affect their careers and my club." The DM said.
"What the hell happen?" Demanded Gibbs.
"I haven't spoken to all of them only Tony briefly. I stumbled across Tony and he seemed drunk. I stopped the scene and spoke with him, then my employee. It seems Tony and another man came to the club because they thought friends of theirs were in danger. They found them and tried to get them to leave with them and they refused. The problem is they were overheard and my two misguided employees decided to get them drunk so they could teach them a lesson." The DM Said.
Gibb's sighed he needed to speak to Tony and what sounded like McGee, Ziva and Abby. "I can't promise not to involve the police. But I will talk to them when I get there and see what can be done."
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A half hour later the DM showed Gibb's into his office. He told Gibbs. "I will leave you to your charges and deal with my own."
He turned and said calmly but firmly. "On your feet, eyes forward and don't speak unless given permission."
Everyone but Gibbs jumped at the tone and order; Cal and Max jumped the highest but did as they were told.
The DM moved in front of the two and said. "Gentlemen, punishment 1 or 2?"
Abby went to speak but Gibb's glare stopped her.
Seeing it out of the corner of his eye, he re-addresses the two men. "It seems our guests don't know what punishment 1 or 2 is. Cal, please explain punishment 1."
Cal gulped but said. "Punishment one is to be caned and then placed in the Dungeon Masters service untill he feels you have learned your lesson and can be trusted again."
The DM turned to the other man. "Max, please explain punishment 2."
Max shivered but said. "Punishment 2 is to be banned from all things owned or participated in by the Dungeon Master and if criminally guilty, handed over to the authorities with no legal assistance or help from the DM or any club members."
Everyone including Gibbs gasped.
The DM nodded and said. "Very good boys, now choose."
Max and Cal whimpered but said. "One, Dungeon Master."
The DM nodded and said. "Very well you will kneel with you head hung in shame as I deal with our guest then we will go over the details."
Max and Cal both went to their knees and hung their heads in shame both had tears in their eyes. They finally realized that they had hurt their Master, Boss, and Friend. From the time both had started working here he looked out for them. Yes, they had both played with him and enjoyed being dominated by him. But the DM looked out for all his employees no matter the situation and both had gotten in over their heads a time or two and been saved by the DM. This would not be the first time ether was in his service for punishment and both knew what they were in for.
The DM turned to Gibb's who had been talking to his agents and Abby. He cleared his throat and said. "Well Gibb's?"
"I talked to them all and although I'm not happy two of my agents were tricked. I believe the two guilty of it will be suitably punished and we will not report it. I'll deal with my agents as well; as I believe they should have known their limits and stopped drinking long before they were drunk." Gibb's said.
The DM nodded and moved to his desk. He took something out of his drawer and said. "Would DiNozzo and McGee come here?"
Tony and Tim shared worried glances but stepped forward.
The DM placed a necklace around each of their necks and stepped back, he then explained. "These pendants are symbols of my protection. You may wear them on the chain or there is a tack on the back of them to attach to your clothes. Any who sees them will look out for you or contact me if you're in trouble."
Tony protested. "Our Job's you can't pos…"
The DM held up a hand and said. "I know who you are Agent DiNozzo and I know who Agent McGee is as well. You would be surprised, whom I know and were they work, suffice to say, you both are now well protected. Now I think Gibb's should get you all home and I have some business of my own to attend to."
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He walked into work Monday and nothing had changed. Tony was still teasing Tim and Ziva, Gibb's was still barking orders. He quietly went about his day going to lunch with the group and laughing to himself as they talked about their weekend; he remained quiet as they told the ones that were not there about the Masked Dungeon Master. They laughed and joked about who he could be but he noticed both Tony and Tim had placed his pendant on their jackets, and re-pinned them to their shirts when it was time to take their jackets off.
After lunch, he got in the elevator after sharing goodbye to the rest of the group. He was not surprised when Gibbs joined him and hit the shut off switch.
"So you going to tell them who you are?" asked Gibb's without looking at him.
"No, would you believe me if I told you." The DM asked with a smirk.
Gibbs laughed and said. "No, but after you saved my ass. How could I not?"
"Gibb's I told you time and time again, wear the dam pendant." The DM growled.
Gibb's smirked and said. "Yeah, but then you'd have no reason to punish me."
The DM chuckled and head-slapped Gibb's. "You are incorrigible. Lucky for you I find that appealing."
Gibbs glared and then stopped when he realized whom he was glaring at. He said quietly. "You're one of two people that can do that and live to tell the tale."
The DM chuckled and said. "How is Mike?"
Gibb's shook his head not surprised at all that he knew Mike. "He's fine. I got a postcard last week telling me to get my ass down there, that a vacation is just what I need. He said he's giving me two months and then he'll make me take it by force."
The DM laughed knowing Mike he would do it, so he said. "You know he will and you'll fight it, but once there you'll relax and enjoy yourself. Why not make it easy on yourself and just go?"
Gibb's just shook his head and said with a smile. "Half the fun is fighting the old man."
The DM shook his head and turned the elevator back on. He had work to do so he got them back on track as he smiled and said. "I won't lie to them Gibb's but I won't out right tell them ether. Let's see how good of investigators they are."
Once the doors opened, he left a smirking Gibb's behind him.
The DM smirked inside his head as he went back to work. He just gave team Gibb's the ultimate challenge. The fun part was there team leader couldn't help them. Because it goes without saying if Gibb's does, well he chuckled to himself having Gibb's in his service would not be too bad.