Playing with Fire
"Will you please stop growling at him? He's not doing anything."
Rachel scolds the blonde woman leaning against the metal lockers as she grabs the necessary books for her next class. Quinn huffs in annoyance, ignoring her completely as she glares at the tall, lanky boy watching Rachel with love sick eyes down the hall. His Dominatrix is blissfully unaware of her Sub's actions.
A deep, rumbling growl erupts in Quinn's chest as her eyes flash molten gold. Elongated canines peek over her rosy lips as she clenches her teeth together. Rachel decides now is the time to step. She steps directly in front of her Sub, trying to block her view of the boy, but Rachel's barely chest level in height with Quinn.
Quinn's nearly five feet nine inches of raw muscle, but didn't lack the curves that came with adolescence at all. With her long, golden blonde hair, aristocratically elegant bone structure, and deep hazel eyes, she was certainly a looker. But looks can be deceiving because as angelic as Quinn looks, she's the total opposite.
"Quinn, change," Rachel says lowly, "Now."
Quinn's intense golden eyes meet Rachel's soft, chocolate orbs. Her posture and signature scowl screams disobedience and defiance. Her muscles tense rigidly, veins protruding from her arms at the sheer force of her clenched fists. She's dangerously beautiful when she's losing control. But Rachel is her Dom; she is obligated to obey her commands no matter how much she despises it.
With a frustrated snort and a slight spasm of her limbs, Quinn shifts. She kneels before her Dom, golden brown fur sprouting from pale skin as she transforms into her Submissive form, a magnificent lioness. The lioness glares at Rachel with ferocious intensity, sitting on rim rod straight on her haunches.
In this D/S world, Submissive humans have the ability to shift into various animals called the Submissive Form. Quinn's a lioness, and the other Submissive, Finn, is a rather lanky brown bear. As fierce as the animal or the person may be, they are always submissive to their dominant counter parts. Dom's were strictly human with no special abilities like their subs.
Female Subs also have the ability to change their reproductive organs to better suit their Dom's preferences. A female Sub might change her organs to perform different types of stimulation for her female Dom, or for an adventurous male Dom. Also, claimed Subs usually wear a collar to signal ownership to a Dom. The collar is made of special technology and especially for them. Only their Dom can remove the collar.
D/S relationships come in many forms. A Dominant female may have a Submissive male, A Dominant male may have a Submissive female, A Dominant female may have a Submissive female, and a Dominant male may have a Submissive male.
Rachel came from a Dominant female mother and a Submissive father, but her parents weren't ready for a child so they gave her to another Dom and Sub, Leroy and Hiram. Hiram is her Dominant father and Leroy is her Submissive.
Quinn came from a Dominant male father and a Submissive female mother.
Children come in different ways all the time. A child coming from a Dominant female and a Submissive female wasn't unheard of, but it was rare. If a pregnancy occurs during a f/f d/s relationship, the child will always be born a female because both women lack the genetic code to produce male children, despite being able to conjure male organs.
A Dominant and Submissive are recognized immediately after birth by a small tattoo that would eventually grow in size with the child located in various places on their bodies. A dominant has a tattoo of silver key and a submissive has a tattoo of a golden lock. Rachel's is located on her neck, about the length of her ring finger. Quinn's is located on her ribcage.
Startled out of her thoughts by an impatient growl from Quinn, Rachel shuts her locker and gives a small yelp of protest as the lion snatches the textbook from her hand and grips it in her powerful jaws. She flicks her tail in annoyance before pressing her head into the back of Rachel's bare leg to get her moving. She growls at anyone who walked to close to the brunette.
Rachel's been Quinn's Dom for about two weeks. She was chosen after Quinn's former Dom died due to unknown causes. Rumor has it that Quinn killed her, but with no evidence it was just a rumor. An Unclaimed Submissive was frowned upon. A sub should be claimed by their adolescence. Their relationship was strange to say the least. Quinn didn't particularly like to be touched by anyone, only tolerating Rachel's. She's been known to bite.
Rachel, despite being a Dominant, was constantly bullied by the other Dominants and their Subs, but no one did it when Quinn was around. Quinn hasn't been collared yet either. She wants Quinn to accept it and not to be forced to put it on. After all, D/S relationships lived on trust. She didn't believe Quinn killed her former Dom. She glances briefly at the sulking lioness, her giant paws and long nails clicking on the marble floor of McKinley High: School for BDSM and D/S.
There were quite a few couples who refused to participate in D/S relations, those were called Norms.
"Quinn, behave." Rachel says as she stops at her class and takes the book out of Quinn's jaws, frowning at the saliva coating the spine. "I don't want to have to punish you later."
The lioness snorts, shifting back into her human form and looking down at Rachel with blazing eyes, but replies an almost silent, "Yes, Mistress."
She turns on her heels and makes her way to the lower level, where the Sub's classes are, but not before giving a warning growl to Finn as she passes him, smirking when the distinctive smell of urine invades her nostrils.
Whether it be G!p or not it's up to you all, it can be one or the other or it can alternate. R&R (Shoutout MsJoker...)