Chapter 9

She sat there in her study and thought about Sapphire said. Why did she let Olivia go in the first place? She knew that she loved her. She thought about the mess she'd created with her life by leaving New York. She was thankful for friends that let her wallow for a few months before she made her way to San Francisco to stay for her self-imposed punishment.

She was glad that Sapphire understood her predicament and even counseled her on what she thought that she should do. It wasn't easy for her to be in New York and not in the City with Olivia. She wanted Olivia to be with her for always, now. She wanted Olivia period. She couldn't think of anything else. She wondered if she would be able to have what she wanted or if she'd botched things by leaving.

She was brought out of her thoughts and desires by Marcus and Stephen. She looked up in time to see Marcus showing Stephen in as he'd been instructed upon Stephen's return. Stephen did look dapper in his tux, but it was the air about him that still made her uneasy. He smiled at her as she pointed to a chair for him to sit in. He took his seat and waited for further instruction. Marcus took his leave, bowing and left them alone.

"I trust that the journey was uneventful," she stated.

"Yes, Mistress, it was."

"You delivered the packages?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Was there any trouble?"

"Not that I am aware of, Mistress. Captain Cragen however seemed amused by your request. He agreed immediately to put Olivia in your care as he put it. He hopes that it will help Olivia recover enough to come back to work. He expects a call tomorrow to make sure that everything is alright with the both of you. He also would like dinner with you, if you're available sometime in the week. He left it to your discretion as to where," Stephen told her.

"Still thinking like a father to Olivia," she mused out loud.

"Mistress?"

"Nothing. It's nothing. Was there anything else that you needed to tell me?"

"Not that I can think of, Mistress," he told her.

"Did Olivia not say anything?"

"She did."

"Then what did say to you?"

"She let me know that she would be waiting, tomorrow, as asked."

"Good. Good. I'm glad to hear that. Is there anything else?"

"I gave her the second letter as well, Mistress."

"Did she say anything after she read it?"

"No, Mistress, she just reiterated that she would be ready for you tomorrow at three o'clock."

"Good. I need you to be ready in time for me to go with you. You're dismissed."

"Yes, my mistress," he replied.

"I am afraid that isn't true."

"Mistress?"

"Mistress Sapphire is here for you, dear. It seems that she feels you need a tune up. You can find her in the Lavender room waiting on you. And, please do try to keep her happy. I am afraid that she came in a bad mood," she told him.

"Yes, ma'am," he replied, as he slowly backed away from the desk and out of the room.

She loved seeing him like that. He continence completely changed at Sapphire's name. He realized that he had played too fast and too loose with her and now he was going to pay. He should have known that she would take it. She didn't know what game he was playing at, but she knew that Sapphire would put him back in line and quickly. She picked up the glass of wine that Marcus had brought her, unseen, and took a sip. A slow delicious smile covered her mouth as she thought about how everything was going her way again.

She made her way back into her room. She enjoyed the calming nature of the blues in the room. She always liked this room as her favorite, because even in the worst of moods, she would find calm there. It was her sanctuary away from the City. She went into her closet. She knew what she was looking for, but she also knew that it was buried in the hidden part of her closet, the part of her closet that no one was ever permitted to see.

She rummaged through it until she found the dress that she was looking for. She could only hope that it still fit the way she liked it to and that it would be enough for her tonight to feel like Mistress again, fully. She pulled out the red pleather two piece set and laid it out on her bed. She smiled. She could feel the pleather against her skin, before she even put it on. She dug around some more and found the matching "fuck-me" stripper heels.

She put the outfit on and admired herself in her silver framed full length mirror. A slow smile crept across her face. The red of the outfit made her pale skin, paler, and it brought out the brightness in her eyes. She was amazed at how good she looked. She knew that Sapphire would approve of the outfit. It hugged her in all the right places, especially accenting her luscious bosom and her ass. She strapped on the heels and then made her way down the hall.

She crossed the stairway landing that separated the east and the west wings. She was on a mission. She needed to know that she could be the Mistress that she needed to be. She needed to feel alive again, before she touched Olivia. She knew that Sapphire would be punishing Stephen and that Sapphire had given her permission to come watch. She never thought herself as a voyeur, but the thought of watching her with him made her excited.

She knocked softly on the door to the Lavender room. Sapphire answered the door with a very large smile. She took her hand and brought her into the room. Sapphire led her to a chair and let her sit. She had a full view of Stephen.

His eyes were wild and fierce. She loved the way that Stephen was positioned. He was splayed against a heavy wooden cross, lashed at his wrists and ankles. He was gagged with an obnoxiously large pink ball gag. He was naked except for the cuffs that Sapphire had obviously put on him.

"Doesn't he look good enough to eat, dear?"

"If you say so, he isn't exactly what I want," she told Sapphire.

"Oh, I know that, dear, but he is a marvel."

"Seems to be."

"Would you like to help me?"

"I don't know that I can," she told her.

"You won't know until you try."

"You're sure you wouldn't mind?"

"Of course not, dear. I am here to help you get back in the saddle as it were. I know that you don't like the male form as your primary taste, but Stephen here could be a good stress reliever until your pet arrives. I am sure that he wouldn't mind if both of us tended him, tonight."

He nodded in approval as much as he could considering his bindings. He grunted his assent thru the ball gag and his eyes rolled back in delight. He knew this is what he wanted. He wanted both Sapphire and Mistress to deal with him and he was getting his wish.

It was then that Mistress saw it. She saw the want in his eyes. She felt the need echoed in her own body. She could feel the edge in the air between them all.

"What would you like him to do?" Sapphire asked, trying to get her involved in the play.

"I don't know. What do you like to do to him? What are your favorites for him?"

"I have a few that I like to use, but why don't you do something that you like to do to Olivia. I am sure that he would benefit from another's handling. I can see it how he has looked at you since you've come in here. Maybe, he wants you punish him for his insolence."

"I see that, too, Sapphire. It is too bad that I am not looking for a pet. He is quite handsome," she told them both.

He squirmed in delight. Sapphire smiled at her and noted how easily it was for her to fall back into her Mistress role. She was glad for the power. She was happy for the chance to prove herself to herself again. It was a test that she had to pass before they recovered Olivia tomorrow.

"So, you would like him?"

"No, Sapphire, I would not. I am a one pet mistress. I do enjoy the male form, but I do not want it. I am a Dom that enjoys other women."

"But, you do want to play with him, right?" Sapphire asked her.

"I think I can make a go of it."

She watched as Sapphire restrained Stephen further. She was going to try and make it easier for her, but she reached out and stopped her. Sapphire watched her as she took the strap from her and laid it down.

She carefully selected a whip. She looked over at Sapphire, who smiled at her as she circled the wooden table restraining Stephen. She looked down at Stephen and hesitated. She kept running the leather straps of the whip through her hands. Admiring the feel of them in her hands again, it was the slight flinch of anticipation that caught her eye. She turned to smile at Sapphire, causing Stephen to relax. It was in that moment that she began raining down soft but stinging blows upon his naked flesh.

The groans and moans were dampened by the gag in his mouth. She couldn't hear them anyway; all she could see was the redness of his skin after each slap of the whip. All she could hear was the gentle slap of the leather on his skin and Sapphire's giddy giggles as she worked his skin.

She felt the familiar tingle of happiness building inside her. She took a deep breath and revealed in the delight of the moment. She felt the smile cross her mouth and she began to strengthen the blows on him. She heard the moans now. They were getting more and more…pleasurable. She watched as Sapphire watched her falling back into her element.

"You're a natural," Sapphire told her.

"So, I've been told."

"Would you like to do more to him?"

The thought crossed her mind, but she wasn't sure how far she wanted to go with him. If it was Olivia on that table, she would be having her way with her. As it was, she did want to see him get punished for his misdeeds and poor behavior. She wasn't sure that she should be the one to do it, however. She smacked him again for good measure with the whip.

"No, Sapphire, I want to watch you work him."

"As you wish, Mistress," she stated.

"But, I would like to reserve the right to join in, if the mood strikes me."

"Of course, Darling, this is your playhouse."

She nodded at Sapphire, who gave her a carnal smile. She selected a thickly padded crop as she led Mistress to a chair with the optimum view of Stephen's pink and worked body. She didn't wait for her to get settled before she started working his skin again.

She could feel herself getting wetter at the sounds of his muffled and gagged moans. She watched in awe as Sapphire worked him over head to toe with the crop, never once giving his body the satisfaction of being able to predict where the next blow was going to land. He pulled against the restraints to no avail. She could hear the pleading in his voice. She could see the tears starting to form in his eyes, but not once did he cry out for her to stop. It was always a muffled beg for more, and more she gave him.

Sapphire took to his member next. He went rigid quickly, overstimulated from the cropping. His dick stood at attention for her and she made him pay for it.

"What is that, worm?" she asked him.

He made some effort to reply, but everyone in the room knew that it was no use. She looked across his body to Mistress and frowned. Her red hair draped around her shoulders and cascaded onto his chest as she stared at the blond. Her rubber gloved hand shot down and grabbed his member as she continued to look at her instead of him.

"Is that what you give your Mistress?" she asked him.

She didn't wait for his response. She smacked his chest with the crop as she ran her other hand down the length of his cock. He squirmed even more, to their delight.

"You want to take care of your Mistress's needs? You are a worm and beneath her. I give you to her on loan and this is how you act? I should take you home with me, but that would leave her without proper help. Do you want me to take you home, Stephen?"

He wiggled harder, shaking his head "no." The entire time she was asking him the questions she burned her viridian gaze into Mistress's cerulean. She watched as her breathing quickened, but yet, Mistress still didn't make move to join in. She couldn't tell if this was some game that Sapphire was playing with them both, or if she just wanted her to help.

"What are you to her? You are nothing. Yet, you dare to act out and be unruly. I can't have that from any of my pets. You were to come here and behave, but seeing as you can't do that, I think that I should take you home to the City and let Master Bartholomew deal with you. I know he can straighten your ass out and make you behave. Would you like that?" she asked him, stroking his member harder and faster.

Again, he shook his head "no." She looked down at his chest and saw that he was heaving with each breath. She, suddenly and without warning, took her hands from him. She quit touching him, even with the crop. He whimpered at the loss of her touch. He wanted more.

She paced the room, not with any purpose, but to make him know that she wasn't touching him. She heard his begging pleas as they fell from his gagged mouth. She didn't care. She was going to play with him until she was ready for him to do anything that she wanted.

"My Darling?" she asked her.

"Yes, Sapphire?"

"Do you have an arrangement of plugs for my poor little worm, here?"

"Of course, I do."

"Good, good, where is the selection?"

She figured out that this was a stalling tactic and she stood from her chair. She took Sapphire by the hand and took her to the cupboard in the far corner. It was far enough that Stephen couldn't see them anymore, but he could hear them. They knew that he would be antsy because of this. He wouldn't know what coming.

"Oh, this one will do nicely."

"Don't forget the lube, Sapphire. We may punish, but we don't hurt our pets. He will definitely enjoy that one, immensely," she told her.

"Of course, lube will be needed. I think we should flip him over. I am tired of his chest."

"He does seem to have a magnificent ass," she replied.

"That he does. Care to help me? He can be a pain sometimes when I have to put him on his stomach. It will be so much easier with the two of us," Sapphire stated.

"Yes, I will help you. I think that it was time that he remembered his place in our little kingdom of fun. I don't want to give him up, yet. He is most valuable if he can perform his job without any more lip and to the degree in which I expect," she told her as the approached him again.

His eyes were wild with wonder as they both stood over him, one on each side. They grinned at each other as they quickly unbuckled him, flipped him over and rebuckled him before he could really grunt in displeasure. Once on his back, Sapphire took the crop to him again. She wasn't satisfied until his skin was pleasantly pink.

She watched as Sapphire smacked and wacked at his back side. It wasn't until she neared his ass that she reached across his body to take the crop from her. Sapphire gladly handed the crop over to her without a word. She began her own onslaught of his flesh, revealing in the pink color that came up after each rewarding smack.

Sapphire smiled as she worked on his flesh. She let her go as she began to oil the plug in her hands. She knew that he wouldn't be expecting it so quickly while he was still being worked. It was the perfect time for her to work his ass. They shared a delightfully evil grin as Sapphire dripped a small amount of lube between his cheeks.

She nodded her head towards his ass and Mistress turned her attention to it. Sapphire began to massage his puckered hole. She squirmed, which only earned him more blows from the crop. His cries became more alarmed but still he didn't cry out for them to stop. It was as if he wanted them to destroy his ass. They were going to even if he didn't want it.

Sapphire began to play with the plug on his ass. She gave him only a quick second to try to judge when she was going to plunge it in. She toyed with him for a while, until she could feel his anxiety subside. Once he was almost quiet with want, she plunged as into his ass as deep as she could. He bucked up, crying out, and only succeeded in pushing the plug deeper. He whimpered as she began to slowly and methodically pulling it back out.

She watched Sapphire in fascination. She had never worked a male, but she saw the potential without the want. Sapphire was definitely a master of the art with him. She watched their symbiotic nature as they fed off each other. She could remember being like that with Olivia and enjoying the give and take. The scene was enough for her to know that she was ready. Now all she had to do was wait for tomorrow and she would have Olivia.

Tomorrow seemed so far away. Stephen wasn't what she wanted and she knew that Sapphire would take care of him without her needing to stay. She wanted to talk to Olivia. She needed to hear her voice. She wanted to play a game with Olivia, but she couldn't touch her at the moment. She wondered if Olivia would let her play over the phone.

It was risky, because there was no way she would know if she was following orders. It would be just the sound of her voice and she wasn't sure that could hear the subtle nuances that she once knew in Liv's voice. She decided that she didn't care. She wanted to know if she could still talk Liv into a frenzy without even touching her.

"Excuse me, Sapphire. I suddenly remembered some work I have to attend to. Forgive me for leaving so soon, but I see that you have everything under control here. Just remember that I need him to be able to drive tomorrow."

"Oh, don't worry, Darling, he'll drive you wherever you want to go."

"I am sure that he will be more behaved, now. I'll have to remember to call you back up here for a tune up on him every once and awhile, just to make sure. We could make a weekend of it, soon," she told her.

"I would like that," Sapphire replied.

"Now, Stephen, I want to leave here in enough time to spend some time in the City before we pick her up. I have some things to attend to. Don't stay up too late. I would like to leave after breakfast. So be a good boy, take care of Sapphire and then go to bed."

He managed to make some noise that sounded like an affirmative answer. He turned his head to watch her leave, smiling around the gag. Sapphire smacked his ass hard, bringing him back to the scene they were in, and he grunted.

"I'm not done with you yet, worm. But, don't worry. I'll get you to bed on time."