The Impending Storm
Disclaimer: standard one, I don't CSI or any of their characters. Only some new characters are mine and I'm not nice to them.
A/N The girls are now calling this advanced training, Catherine has wielded the power but can she deal with a role reversal? Grissom doesn't like it one bit.
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The plot does increase as chapters continue, but please bear with me. And pray for Catherine.
Chapter 11
"Why are you acting so surprised Grissom? You of all people should know I have to do this, I'm the odd woman out, and yes the curiosity is getting to me. I learned something, I can wield the power, I can be cruel, can I take what I dish out? Not only that but it could be a mind toughening exercise, useful considering what happened with Sofia. If Ecklie asks you could call it advanced training at no cost to the lab."
"But you can't, it's not right, especially not after Eddie. Heather talked you into this didn't she, well I'll talk her out of it." Grissom knew deep down that this was not a good idea but had no rational arguments to put to her.
"No Gil, I talked me into this, and with Heather and Sara there, I'll be safe and back in four days."
Deep down she was scared, but went with Sara that evening anyway.
"Ah Catherine, Sara, nice to see you, tea, coffee or wine, the choice is yours."
"Coffee please Heather," replied Catherine.
"So you decided to try it after all, maybe you're right and it will catch on. You do realize that you will be surrendering yourself totally to our every whim for the next three days, if we don't want to feed you we won't etc."
"Yeah I know all of that, so where do you want me?"
"Oh just relax Catherine, are you in such a hurry?"
"Nervous I guess."
"Here a good back rub will fix that."
Heather started a good massage on Catherine, relaxing her until she was almost asleep then Heather quickly placed a chloroformed rag over her nose and mouth, startling her awake again and fighting back. All she saw was that Sara was not helping her, not coming to her aid, then blackness engulfed her.
"Perhaps we should have told her this part Heather."
"It won't make any difference, now let's get her downstairs and stripped then we can get her really ready, she'll be in for the ride of her life. You realize there is one feature of this cell that I never told anyone about. Not that it can be used now of course, but you could actually fill this room with water, the real reason for the drain."
"No way Heather, that is not part of it, and you know it."
"True enough now Sara, but way back I did use it, once was enough to have anyone begging for mercy."
Sara sensed a menacing tone in Heather's voice, she'd have to watch this thoroughly.
"Don't look so concerned Sara, I had the water disconnected from there ages ago, and never would I do anything like that again, I even find this hard and she's consented but it is healing in a way. Let's get her locked up tight for the night shall we?"
"You do worry me sometimes Heather, but as for the accessories, I'm inclined to go with what she wants on this, if she doesn't want them, don't force them on her."
They got the limp form of Catherine into the cell after stripping her, and applied the manacles to her wrists and ankles, then closed the door and went up stairs for a tea, leaving her in the cold and dark to wake up for her experience.
Catherine woke up in the dark, her head fuzzy and then she remembered with something of a shock, she should have known really, Heather never does anything by half, she was surprised that they hadn't fitted that hood or anything else but then realized better, Heather wouldn't do anything like that to someone unconscious, it wasn't safe, that would come later. Apart from the cold, Catherine found herself surprisingly turned on by this predicament, she herself had never admitted to having a kinky side and now she saw the value of this. A lot would be unpleasant but she could cope with 3 days easily.
"She should be awake now Sara, shall we go visit our new slave?" Sara couldn't help but laugh at the idea.
They went down to the room and Heather opened the door, seeing Catherine's head look up quickly.
"How now my slave, different when you are on the receiving end isn't it? I'll give you a brief rundown on the next three days, then give you a chance to ask questions, without proper forms of address, but only this once without penalty. This will last three days, you will find yourself incredibly cold, hungry, thirsty and dirty. Even uncomfortable, and I'm now going to fit you with a hood and blindfold, you will then drink and talk, then be gagged until I wish you to speak again, is that clear slave?'
"Yes Heather it is clear, I do have two questions though."
"Speak it, and remember one thing, Sara, unlike last time, has really NO say in this, she is only here for your safety, I run this my way."
"Why the chloroform and is it too late to say stop Heather?"
"You wanted it real didn't you? Trust me this will feel very real, you won't know the passing of time, 3 days feels like a week. I lost track of time, Sara didn't know it was two weeks, it will give you time to think. And yes now that we've gone this far, there is no backing out, you are mine for three days slave. Enough talk, drink this now then we finish outfitting you."
Catherine drank, her mouth very dry after the drug, Heather then fitted the tight latex hood and the blindfold.
"Next time we meet slave, you will address me properly as Mistress, or receive punishment, now you will be confined to nodding or shaking your head." The gag was inserted and Catherine was silenced, and upon hearing the door slam, she was left in her own mind to think and even worry a little as her jaw already ached from the ball gag."
"This camera works well in there Heather, she's asleep now I think."
"Time to go wake her up then, no sleeping on my watch."
Heather went down and opened the door then threw a bucketful of cold water over Catherine and enjoyed the sounds of alarm, the squealing, coming from her. Catherine realized now this was going to be a long three days to be spent chained in a small cold room. She had already relieved herself once, which to her was humiliating, as it had been to the others. She really felt that a nice hot shower or bath would be lovely right now. Should she give in early? Should she call it off? She couldn't call it off as she had no say any longer. They had discussed that situation and doubts were now creeping into her mind, was she as strong as she thought. Sara did it, Heather did it, but could she?
"Stay awake slave, you sleep only when I let you, if I let you, the same goes for the rest too, eating and drinking, on my say so only."
She heard the door slam shut once more and lay shivering, she had to stay strong, but hadn't envisaged that all of this would be so hard. She then managed to doze off again as her mind worked on several themes. She was awoken once more when more cold water was dumped on her, causing her struggle against the chains and cursing through the gag.
"No cursing slave, do you have something you wish to say to me? If so nod your head."
Catherine nodded her head and Heather took the gag out for her.
"Heather I can't do this, I was wrong."
"Enough slave! Address me properly or not at all."
Heather put the gag back and shut the door, walking away leaving Catherine distressed and vulnerable.
"It's interesting Sara, Catherine isn't handling this at all well, we both thought she could, but there's a part of her psyche that is tearing her apart, she may not last three days, we'll have to watch her closely, she comes out at the first sign of serious panic."
"Understood Heather, I'll admit it surprises me too, I guess this a real eye opener for people, learning about their true self, finding out their own shortcomings so they can be dealt with. A useful tool in some aspects perhaps."
"Only if used correctly, and with the right person, you couldn't do this with anyone afraid of small spaces or the dark, or with restraint fears, definitely not with people who have been traumatized. Strong people needing a lesson in humility would fit the bill, not that you needed it, and I'm forever sorry about that. Yet you still surprised me after everything that has happened to you, you seemed to appreciate the challenge almost."
"Hey I had no choice then remember, however, I don't know if Catherine would want me saying this Heather, but her ex husband used to beat her every time he came home drunk. Does that count?"
"It very well could, so a closer watch will be required."
"That's another thing Heather, one thing I did notice about you, your entire demeanor changed, your voice, your eyes, not that I saw them much, it was like it was you but not you, and it wasn't a façade either."
"Yes I was like that once, mean, cruel, sadistic even and I enjoyed causing other people pain regardless of their wishes, then I met a man who changed all that, gave me Zoe and I underwent a program of change at the hands of another Dominatrix, not unlike what you put me through, only this was more thorough, I'll tell you the rest later, we'd best check on our star pupil."
They heard it first, a series of continual muffled screams coming from Catherine, and they hastened slowly to open the door to hear more of the same. Heather had to control this her way .
"Slave, enough of this noise, you woke me up, I will not stand for that. You wish to be punished further? That can be arranged, however if you wish to address me properly I will listen, will you obey me slave?"
Catherine shook her head no, and she had dug deep to do that, she felt like a mass of mental jello, no fight left in her. Heather threw another bucket of water over her first before saying anything.
TBC
A/N Maybe Cath is tough after all.
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