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"Thank you no further questions."
Bo smiled sweetly but sadly to the press as she stepped down from the podium and held the perfectly trained smile on her face until she had exited the main boardroom and made her way down the hall towards her office. Several people tried to stop her to express their condolences as most assumed she was Dyson's girlfriend and were surprised to even see her at the office. She pushed past the crowd and made a bee line for her office hitting the switch that dropped the blinds to her glass office ensuring her total privacy as she locked the door behind her. She flopped down tiredly in her oversized executive chair and let out the sigh she'd been holding. The past 24 hours had been exhausting and Bo wasn't sure if she needed to sleep, get laid again or rejuvenate herself with more of the glorious powder in her purse.
Opting for the third option she retrieved the black bullet from her bag and the black folder she'd found in Dyson's desk. She opened the folder as she snorted the white powder and relaxed as the buzz took over her body. She flipped past the first few pages of ledgers and miscellaneous reports not really sure what she was looking for. As far as she could tell it was a typical client folder so she had no idea why it was hidden in his locked drawer. She was about to shut it when a small piece of paper caught her eye. Recognizing Dyson's handwriting she pulled it out and looked at it with interest.
On the paper, in Dyson's messy handwriting, were two addresses and a name. "Vex…who is Vex?"
She turned the paper over and didn't see anything else of interest so she shut the folder and pushed it aside. Logging onto her computer she typed the first address into Google Maps and was surprised to see it appeared to be a personal residence. The zip code was in a high end neighborhood and Bo knew that part of the city well. She didn't know who lived in the penthouse suite though but she figured whoever it was had some connection to Dyson that he wanted to keep quiet. Punching in the other address she was confused as an office building on the edge of the financial district appeared on the map. She drove by that building almost every week when she went to visit Kenzi at one of their many rendezvous spots but she'd never been inside the high profile tower.
"So, where to first?" Bo tapped her chin with a smirk and leaned back as she tried to figure out what Dyson might be into. She held the paper up and peered at it as she licked her teeth slightly. "What were you into Dyson? And why so secretive?"
She decided to visit the business first since it was the middle of the day and hoped she'd find some answers. She grabbed her bag making sure to put the black bullet and handwritten note safely inside before hitting a button on her desk to raise the blinds to her office. She breezed out calling over her shoulder that she was off to see a client and didn't even break stride when the vice president called after her to stop. Ignoring him entirely she got into the elevator and went back down to her car revving the engine as her M5 roared to life. A few minutes later Bo was pulling into the driveway of the swanky building and she slowed at the gate for the parking attendant/guard.
"Good day Miss. What business do you have today?"
Bo tipped her sunglasses down slightly as she looked at the young rent-a-cop with some annoyance. She sighed as she spoke to him in a bored tone recalling the address details Dyson had written down. "Visiting suite 200."
The guard smiled and nodded. "Thank you, have a nice day."
The gate was raised and Bo drove into the parking structure not completely sure where to go. She parked and walked towards the entrance of the building taking time to stop and notice the Hunter Green 1959 Jaguar XK150 S Roadster parked near its entrance. Shaking her head at the beauty of a car she entered the building and looked at the directory in the lobby. "Suite 200…The Better Way? What the fuck is that?"
She got into the elevator to the second floor and saw there was only one door indicating the business took up the entire floor. She opened the door and was met with a seemingly normal waiting area similar to one she'd find at one of the upscale spa's she frequented. The young girl at the desk smiled at her and spoke in a cheery voice that grated Bo's nerves immediately. "Namaste, welcome."
Bo gave her a charming smile as the coke in her system seemed to relax her in this environment. Well it was either the coke or the almost overpowering smell of lavender in the air. "Hi, is there a Vex here?"
The girl smiled and flipped through what looked like an appointment book. "Sorry, Vex isn't due in until later this evening. Do you have an appointment?"
"Bo?"
The brunette turned at the familiar voice and couldn't stop her eyes from giving Lauren the once over as she smiled and took a step towards her. "Here for a massage?"
Lauren smiled as she gave her a confused look. "Sorry?"
Bo motioned to her wardrobe choice and Lauren looked down remembering she was wearing a robe over her dominatrix outfit. She smiled and nodded slightly before putting her hand over the top of her robe to ensure it didn't open and giving the receptionist the slightest of nods to not say anything. She smiled at Bo and nodded. "Something like that. What brings you here?"
Bo glanced at the receptionist who seemed a little too interested in their conversation before pulling Lauren to the side. "It's a long story but I'm looking for someone named Vex."
To her credit Lauren didn't react as she just nodded. "Oh, how do you know Vex?"
The mention of the somewhat overly sadistic bastard made Lauren cringe slightly but for all she knew Bo was one of his clients so she didn't want to give the wrong perception of the man. He was a whack job and took a bit too much pleasure in the pain part of the job but for what it was worth he made Tamsin a ton of money so she kept her opinions of him to herself.
Bo shrugged. "I don't really, I was hoping to meet him."
Lauren smiled and nodded. "Well I'm sure if you leave your information he'll get in touch with you."
Bo nodded as she smiled. "Okay, well it was a pleasure bumping into you here. Maybe we'll have to do it again sometime."
Lauren could literally feel the charm roll off of Bo in waves and she smiled as she looked Bo up and down discretely. "I'd like that and you should come back, I know a fantastic treatment that you might enjoy."
Bo smiled at the flirtatious undertone and Lauren couldn't help but lean towards her slightly. Sure, she didn't know anything about this woman other than what Tamsin had told her previously but Lauren couldn't deny the strange attraction she felt to the mysterious brunette. From the way Tamsin painted her Lauren had expected to meet a bitch on wheels who was as overbearing as she was beautiful but upon meeting Bo she discovered she was happily mistaken. When they'd met at the restaurant a few days ago Lauren had to admit she had been more than a bit curious to get to know the brunette and not just for scientific purposes.
The feeling appeared to be mutual though as Bo nodded and smirked. "I'm sure anything you recommend would be worth experiencing." With a wink Bo turned and went back to the receptionist to leave her contact info before leaving the building. Lauren walked over to the young girl and held her hand out. "I'll take that."
The girl looked at her with raised eyebrows but Lauren just sighed. "I'll make sure Vex gets it."
The girl handed over the business card Bo had left and shook her head with a smile on her face. She saw more than people thought and she had no doubt Lauren didn't want it just to do the brunette a favor. She glanced up as the desk phone rang and looked up at Lauren. "It's Tamsin."
Lauren sighed and looked at the camera mounted over the reception desk as she picked up the phone and greeted her girlfriend in an even and cool voice. "Problem?"
Tamsin frowned as she watched Lauren glare at her through the security camera. She couldn't hold back the bite in her voice as she responded to the shortness she'd been greeted with. "Why was Bo there?"
Lauren shrugged. "She's looking for Vex." Another glance into the camera told Tamsin that Lauren wasn't happy about being questioned like this and her patience was wearing thin.
Tamsin laughed. "Wow, didn't take her for the S&M type."
Lauren huffed as she rolled her eyes. "That all? I have a client."
Tamsin sighed softly as her demeanor changed somewhat. "You still mad I see?"
Lauren nodded looking into the camera. "When you don't come home until after four in the morning after ignoring my calls all night then yes I am still mad."
Tamsin smirked. "Jealous?"
Lauren laughed sarcastically. "No."
And with that she hung up the phone and made her way down the hall to her client without even giving Tamsin another thought. The taller blonde ended the call on her cell and threw it angrily on the kitchen counter next to her giant cup of coffee. She was tempted to watch Lauren with her next client but she had a feeling she wouldn't want to see this as the woman was already pissed off so the poor sub who ended up in her care would probably be feeling the effects of that anger shortly.
RING RING
Tamsin sighed as she answered the phone. "You better have a damn good reason for calling me."
The person on the other end of the phone laughed. "Relax blondie; your secrets are safe with me. Now where's my money?"
Tamsin rubbed her forehead tiredly. "Listen jackhole, I don't owe you a fucking cent more than what's already been paid. The job is done. Now leave me the fuck alone."
The voice laughed. "Don't worry blondie, you and I both know what runs this town. So relax and enjoy some quality time with the doc."
Tamsin seethed into the phone. "If you ever contact me again I will hunt you down and rip your balls off before shoving them down your throat you got that?"
The voice laughed. "If I didn't know better I'd say that was a threat. Be careful blondie, and remember, I got enough shit on you to knock down your house of cards with a single breath." The line went dead and Tamsin leaned on the counter with a sigh. There are very few things that worry her and even fewer things that put her on edge but this time, she may have stepped in a little too deep.
Back inside the club Lauren was standing in front of her latest client with an annoyed stare and a bad attitude. The phone call with Tamsin had irritated her and the poor girl currently restrained and tied to a low hanging pipe overhead was taking the brunt of that irritation. The dossier on this particular client said she was a highly successful attorney, good pedigree and had lived the cookie cutter life as far as she could remember. She was the epitome of all things good and successful and it was no surprise to Lauren to find someone like her here. She has seen all types come into her control and usually the more high class they seemed the more fun she had breaking them down.
The girl's hands were tied with rope to the pole above her head and her feet were tied with similar rope to two bolts in the floor ensuring that her feet were kept slightly further than shoulder width apart. She was completely naked except for a ball gag in her mouth and Lauren had spent the past fifteen minutes or so introducing the accomplished counselor to her riding crop.
"Do you know what the most pathetic thing about your type is? You spend all day looking down and judging others when in reality you are the one that should seek judgment." In all honesty half the time Lauren was verbally degrading her clients she wanted to laugh at how ridiculous it sounded but nonetheless she always seemed to hit the right nerve that got their attention. A flip of her wrist brought the end of the crop down across the woman's breast and Lauren smiled slightly as she cried out in pain.
A long time ago Lauren learned the pleasure in this type of sexually deviant act was in the control. The sub surrendering it completely and the dom having it and taking advantage of it. The purpose of this wasn't to harm her sub or abuse them, but rather it was to test them and push them to their limits. The further she could take someone the more intense the satisfaction was that was derived from it. Much like an adrenaline junkie, for her and for her clients, this was a game of will. The thrill of the act was in knowing it was desired and for Lauren as a dominatrix, there was nothing better than having complete control over her clients.
It's not to say though that she hadn't come across a few who didn't understand how this game worked. Both men and women had visited once and never returned as they didn't see the beauty of this world that existed within these four walls and how someone like Lauren was actually intent on bringing them pleasure through the act of bringing them pain. Lauren often wondered about seeing if Tamsin would submit to her but she knew her girlfriend was too headstrong yet too fragile to go through with it. Over time Lauren had come to understand it was the weak spirited ones who couldn't handle the torture. They would let the physical and verbal pain affect their emotions and psyche and they couldn't handle relinquishing complete control. But the ones who could, the ones who knew how the game was played, well they made it all the more worth it for her to continue doing what she did best.
"You can make this stop you know, all you have to do is say the word." Lauren circled her like a hunter circling its prey and she delivered a hard sting to the woman's shoulder and backside before moving in front of her again. In her three inch heels Lauren towered over the petite woman and she could already see the tears of both frustration and probably some pain building in her eyes. The criers always annoyed Lauren and she figured if the woman was going to shed a few tears she might as well make it worth it.
Lauren walked over to the wall where a few of the torture items were hanging and looked them over for a second before selecting the braided whip. This was one of her favorite things to use and Lauren knew if done right it brought he most painful pleasure to her subs, especially the women. She walked back over to the woman and stood in front of her lifting her chin with the riding crop so she was looking her in the eye.
"Do you know what this is?" Lauren held up the whip and the woman eyed it briefly before shaking her head no. Lauren frowned and dropped the crop from her chin before grabbing the woman's hair and taking a step closer as she stared down at her with cold eyes. "What did I tell you about addressing me?"
The woman looked terrified as she tried to speak behind the ball gag and Lauren laughed as she tightened her grip on the woman's hair. "What was that? I can't hear you." The riding crop was hanging from the wrist attached to the hand that was buried in the woman's hair and Lauren licked her lips in appreciation at the scream emitted from the woman when she used the other hand to bring the braids of the whip across her bare stomach. Lauren sneered at her as she looked at her with a taunting smile. "Are you sorry."
The woman made a muffled noise behind the gag as she nodded yes vigorously and Lauren nodded as she released her hair roughly pushing her head away. "Good. You see, I don't just bring this out for anyone so consider yourself special." With a sweet smile she flipped her wrist again and the braids rippled across the woman this time hitting her chest. The sting of the braids on her sensitive skin brought a flush to the woman's pale breasts and Lauren's lip curled up in sadistic pleasure.
"You like that I see." She did it again and again watching the woman's chest turn bright red as she let out muffled scream after muffled scream. Lauren knew what was coming next so she took the crop back in her hand and brought it up to tap between her legs a few times. The woman squirmed and tried to move her body away from the crop but being restrained limited her movements and Lauren just tapped harder as punishment. After repeating this a few times Lauren lifted the end of the crop up and smiled when she saw the moisture that had collected on the end and she shook her head at the woman.
"Now you've gone and ruined it…you'll pay for that." She used the crop to slap the woman's thighs and hips while continuously inflicting both pain and pleasure with the braided whip and soon enough the woman was crying out over and over again as her body moved trying to avoid both objects. Lauren continued to circle her and use the whip on her back and buttocks while using the crop to deliver stinging slaps to her arms and legs. The woman was drooling from the ball gag forcibly keeping her mouth open and her body was covered in redness and the beginning signs of welts most likely from the whip.
Lauren paused her torture for a second to do a brief check and make sure the woman was still willingly receiving the abuse. Even though it was an S&M club and even though the clientele paid a high price to be there and signed countless waivers to ensure they were aware of what they were getting into Lauren always made sure her subjects enjoyed it. After being certain the woman was okay she smiled and continued on.
She ran the braided whip over the woman's skin lightly and watched the goose bumps appear as it tickled her sensitive flesh. Lauren ran the braids along her arms and chest and down her stomach before moving behind her and running the braids down her back and across her ass. Lauren licked her lips as she thought about Bo in this similar situation and the physical reaction she got startled her to the point of faltering her movements slightly before shaking her head. She needed to end this session as it had been almost an hour and Tamsin kept strict watch over the duration of all of sessions. Lauren thought about how she wanted to finish this and smirked as she used the riding crop to tap the inside of the woman's thighs. A light moan escaped the woman's throat as Lauren stepped closer and spoke into her ear in a soft, husky voice. "For behaving, you shall be rewarded."
A small flip of her wrist brought the braided whip up between her legs and the woman's head rolled forward in pleasure. Lauren knew first hand, yes she'd dabbled in it once or twice, that the braided ends of the whip could do magical things to an excited pussy and as she repeatedly flipped her wrist she knew the ends of the braids were licking the woman's clit and opening in short, painful bursts. Lauren watched as the woman started to breathe harder and harder and she knew the woman was going to cum soon from the sensation. Reaching around Lauren alternated between pinching each of her nipples roughly and firmly and sure enough the woman let out a loud scream behind the ball gag as the clear liquid dripped down the inside of her thigh.
It never ceased to amaze Lauren how much euphoria was attained from being in the submissive role. She knew how much she enjoyed being the one in charge and she won't lie, on a few occasions she's had a small orgasm herself after bringing her sub to the edge and holding them there for as long as she could but when they climaxed it was something she never got tired of seeing and hearing.
Lauren threw the whip to the side as she took a step back and used the riding crop to tap the woman's swollen clit over and over with firm strokes in post-orgasmic torture as the woman twitched and jerked as she cried out begging for mercy behind the gag. This was really the fun part of it all for Lauren as she knew in this state the client's body was on overdrive so any little thing she did sent them pummeling back over the edge again and again. On occasion she would start in on the pain again and draw out their pleasure that way but she reserved that tactic for her more seasoned clients and they showed their appreciation by returning again and again.
Finally, Lauren decided enough was enough and she stopped altogether. She put the crop and the whip back on the wall with the other toys before moving over to release her hands from the bar. When the woman crumpled to the ground Lauren smirked and nodded to her slightly before grabbing her robe and leaving. It had been the woman's first experience at the club and from the way the woman sounded and reacted, Lauren knew it wouldn't be her last.
Across town Bo was pulling up to the luxurious building and she squinted as the bright sunlight bore into her eyes even through her designer sunglasses. She dropped the car with the valet and glanced at the note before heading up to the penthouse to hopefully get some answers. The elevator doors dinged signaling her arrival and she was startle by the large man standing in front of the door.
"Hello…"
She took off her sunglasses as she tried to smile sweetly at him but he didn't budge as he crossed his arms and glared down at her. "What do you want?"
Bo smiled as she became slightly agitated with the attitude being given by the man and she motioned towards the door. "I'm visiting."
The man rolled his eyes. "Is she expecting you?"
Bo's smile faltered ever so slightly as she thought of what to say next. She wasn't sure who she should be expecting to live at this residence but now that she confirmed it was a woman she wasn't sure how to proceed. She took an educated gamble and gave the large muscular man another sweet smile. "Dyson sent me."
The man stared at her for a second before taking a cell phone out of his pocket. Bo couldn't stop herself from looking down at his crotch area when he did so as she wondered what else he had in his pants before the man barked out at her. "Go in and have a seat in the foyer."
He opened the door and Bo nodded slightly as she breezed by and entered the elegant home. It could have come out of the pages of an interior decorating magazine and every piece of furniture matched the decorative art pieces and various throw rugs scattered throughout the perfectly stained wood floor. She looked around and could tell whoever lived here was high end for sure and she had no idea why this woman's address was in Dyson's desk.
"Well well, Bo Dennis, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
A thin and impeccably dressed brunette made her way down the stairs and Bo looked her over trying to figure out who she was. She seemed familiar enough but she was certain she'd never had a conversation with this woman so she was surprised she knew her name. Bo smiled and nodded as the woman sat down in the chair across from her and poured a drink from the clear bottle that was sitting on the table. She handed Bo a glass and sat back as she crossed her legs and gave Bo a devious smile waiting for her to speak.
After a small sip of the drink, which Bo recognized as Blue Label, she cleared her throat and gave the woman an even smile. "And you are?"
Evony laughed and nodded. "You come to my home and you don't know who I am? I thought you were more thorough than that?"
Bo bristled slightly at the woman's verbal jab. "This is an unusual circumstance."
Evony nodded as she leaned forward again, this time making sure to give Bo a brief glimpse of her bra-clad breasts as she lit a cigarette. "So I hear. My condolences about Dyson."
Bo peered at her cautiously. "You knew Dyson?"
Evony laughed. "I knew you too. Or, shall I say I knew of you so to speak."
Bo leaned back and rolled her eyes as annoyance graced her features. "Funny, Dyson never spoke about you."
Evony nodded and sipped her drink. "I wouldn't imagine he would seeing as how he never actually met me."
Bo's eyebrows raised in surprise. "So how did you know him?"
Evony laughed as she shifted and crossed her legs the other way. "I never said I did."
Bo gave her a tight smile as she set the drink down. "Okay, well I don't know what game you're playing but I don't have time for this bullshit. Thank you for the drink."
She stood up and turned to leave when Evony called out. "How's Tamsin doing?"
Bo stopped and turned around slowly. "How do you know Tamsin?"
Evony laughed as she gave her a knowing look. "How do you?"
Bo turned all the way back and gave her a disbelieving smile. "Excuse me?"
Evony shrugged and sipped her drink. "Shame, we could have shared her."
Bo laughed sarcastically. "I don't think that was necessary."
Evony nodded. "You're right. She got everything she needed right here."
Bo felt the urge to punch this woman in the face but refrained as she still wasn't sure how she fit into the situation and how she was involved with Dyson so for now she would play nice. She gave Evony an irritated smile and nodded. "Well, I would say the same but I guess we'll never know."
Evony rolled her eyes. Something about Bo was annoying yet likeable and after five minutes with the woman she could tell she was aggravating to the tee. She stood up and downed her drink as she nodded. "Perhaps, but if you see her and Doctor do tell them I say hello."
She walked back up the stairs and Bo still had no idea who that woman was or even what her name was. It was unlike Bo not to be able to extract any data from the person she was speaking with and even more unlike her to let someone else take charge of the conversation. Bo shook her head to herself as she exited the penthouse without stopping to acknowledge the large muscular man still sitting outside. She took the elevator down and sighed as tiredness took over her body due to everything that had happened in the past 24 hours. Bo decided going home and taking a hot shower and a nice long nap would be on the agenda so she could focus on figuring out what was going on and who this woman was and her connection and Dyson and who in the hell this Vex person was.