Chapter 4: Darkness Is Cheap And Scrooge Liked It

"Arizona's appointment is today," Cristina cast out a line fishing for information from her unusually introspective boss.

"I know," Callie replied nonchalantly not looking up from her work. Callie could feel Cristina's penetrating glare like two pinpoints of heat burning into her skull. She looked up at Cristina.

"Whattt?" she asked a little bit exasperated.

"Is it because she is a doctor," Cristina asked, "Because I know you Callie and she has gotten to you so I am asking you is it because she is a doctor?"

"You know what," Callie answered irritably, "Maybe that is part of it. I don't know, ya know?"

"Nooo, I don't know," Cristina replied.

"Okay, take Dan Snow for example," she began talking fast before she lost her reasoning, "You beat him and he moans getting an immediate erection."

"Yeah," Cristina said catching on, "He probably beats off as soon as he is alone."

"Right, so for him it is obviously a turn on," she agreed, "Then there is Suzanne Reed."

"She seems to be exploring something within herself," Cristina expounded.

"That is not her either," she said shaking her head, "Or she would have started with something less intense and worked her way up."

"It is not our job to figure out why Callie," she warned, "We give them what they want for whatever reason they want and they pay us nicely for it. That is all."

"I know," she said defensively.

"We don't get involved because it is dangerous!" Cristina continued to drive the point home. Callie sighed heavily knowing that Cristina was right.

"You're right," she conceded.

"Yep, and I am awesome,"Cristina bragged, "Now go get your ass ready! We got some work to do and we wouldn't want to keep your little pet waiting."

"Thanks Cristina," Callie said gratefully.

"Eww, shut up," Cristina said disdainfully.

"Yeah, yeah," Callie said walking away from her friend to get ready, "You know you love me."

Arizona sat on her knees in the dungeon waiting for Callie exhausted in every way possible to keep the beast from ripping her to shreds with its razor like claws from the inside out. She was too exhausted, too numb to feel. Anything good or bad. That is what the beast does. She was too far gone to even hear the clasp of the door catching the lock. She was brought out of her haze when Callie spoke to her.

"I knew you couldn't stay away my pet," she said condescendingly. Arizona seethed internally thinking to herself, "You don't know anything about me. You have no idea what I am capable of." But she didn't because she knew it would delay getting what she wanted. Callie saw the challenge rise from Arizona but noticed it was immediately squelched. Callie did her best to ignore the questions bombarding her brain hooking the collar and leash around her pet's neck.

"Do you remember the rules," Callie asked.

"Yes ma'am," Arizona said quickly.

"Good," Callie said approvingly, "But you have forgotten something, pet." Callie tugged the leash hard while standing in front of Arizona. Arizona crashed face first into Callie's foot. She was wearing black stiletto heels with a closed toe. Arizona placed a kiss on the exposed portion of Callie's foot. Satisfied, Callie led Arizona past the area with the spanking bench to a cross shaped structure built into the wall.

"Get up," she ordered. Sensing Arizona's hesitation, Callie pounced taking the end of the leash slapping it soundly against Arizona's exposed behind.

"I said get up," she shouted harshly. Arizona stood up with her back to Callie.

"Turn around, and keep your eyes on the floor," she commanded coldly. Arizona paused deliberately in defiance hoping to earn herself a punishment for disobeying.

"Mmm," Callie chastised, "That is going to cost you but I think that is exactly what you want." Callie pushed Arizona roughly into the cross. Grabbing her right arm, Callie latched it to the cuff hanging from the cross. She bound all her limbs against the cross.

"You look so delicious on my cross, pet," Callie said walking towards the tools hanging off the wall. Arizona took the chance afforded to her looking over Callie. She was wearing a black latex cat suit that literally looked like it was spray painted onto her body. The stiletto's she wore brought her to a towering height and her long, dark hair flowed freely down her back. Callie perused the objects on the wall carefully, delaying the very thing Arizona so desperately wanted. She found something suitable for Arizona turning back to Arizona. Arizona looked away just in time or if Callie noticed, she didn't acknowledge. She reintroduced the object in her hand to Arizona.

"This is my viper," she said lovingly, "It is going to love you." Callie caressed the expanse of Arizona's exposed skin with the viper waiting for Arizona's body to inevitably relax before tearing into her. The thing inside her wanted to struggle, it wanted to lash out against Callie but Arizona managed to keep the last piece of her sanity intact. If the beast was unleashed, it would be counterproductive to her goal. With the first strike of lightening upon her upper thighs, Arizona let go trusting completely in Callie's capabilities. Callie was her beast master, she just didn't know it. Callie worked her front first, then switching to her back. She checked in verbally with Arizona periodically but she also assessed Arizona's non-verbal cues as well. Particularly focusing on her eyes. She realized her job was done by the look in them. Arizona's eyes were clear, bright blue and not the listless washed out blue she had when she first came in that day. Prior to the session, it was like something had forced Arizona out of her own body possessing her. But Callie could tell, Arizona was back, that she was in there. Arizona felt calm, at peace, and happy. Of course, she was exhausted but grateful to to have any feelings at all. Callie released Arizona ending their session with their parting ritual of kissing Callie's feet in appreciation. Callie left without another word leaving Arizona to scrape herself off the floor. There may be pain in her physical body, but her spirit felt clean once again.

Funny things my son has said recently.

"Mama, your legs are poking me to death, you need to go take a bath right now." (last night)

"Mama come look, I made a man turd."

To his other mommy because she lets him get away with murder, "I'm not telling you that you are stupid, I'm telling you that you look stupid."

To his teacher who was trying to correct his behavior, "Why I'm already in the red?" They have levels, green, yellow, and red. He was already in the red. LMAO

Sorry for any typos! Please review because I take all into account when writing the story. If there is something that is confusing, I will do my best to work it out. Reviews honestly make my story better. Now I am off to take care of my prickly legs!