The Profiler Has Been Profiled

By: mrsrossino4

Rated M for language and sexual suggestions

Chapter Eleven Summary: Dave endures the wrath of Blaze

Many thanks to the real Blaze, who's been a real sport allowing me to use the phone service and our characters as a source of inspiration for this story. I have to warn you, dear readers, this might get a bit graphic, but I promised Blaze this is how it would play out between her and Dave.

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Criminal Minds, although I'd love to own Dave Rossi for a few hours! Yum!

Morgan cringed at the sight of her aunt strolling through her front door. She knew there was going to be hell to pay for defying her rules, but was not sure how all of this would play out. There was always hope Aunt Blaze would listen to reason, but that was unlikely.

Dave moved toward Blaze, slowly talking to the older woman. "Now Blaze, I'm not here to cause trouble. I know I promised not to meet anyone else in person, but your niece is a precious young woman. We truly love each other, and I want her to marry me. I honestly will take care of her, in every way imaginable. If you'll just sit down and be reasonable, I'm sure we can come to an arrangement that will be suitable for everyone".

The older woman slowly removed her coat and shot Rossi a death glare. "You DARE tell me to be reasonable? Holly was bad enough, and yet you go off and take advantage of my niece. I told you Morgan was off limits, but you just HAD to go after her. You really think you can convince me that you love Morgan? Your track record suggests otherwise. Not only that, but you cost me Tabitha by setting her up with Aaron Hotchner! You know, I'll give Aaron credit, he at least is sincere. He brought me champagne and chocolates, which I really am not impressed by, but it was his sincerity that won me over. So, as I see it, Dave, you owe me not only for the loss of Morgan, but for Tabitha as well!"

Dave offered Blaze a chair and she sat down, still deciding how to make him pay for defiling Morgan. There was her niece, cowering in a corner as usual, saying nothing. "Dave, I'm so pissed I don't even know where to begin. But, since you said we have to be reasonable, let's discuss how you MIGHT begin to clean up this mess you've made. Personally, I like the idea of advertising on a billboard in DC how David Rossi likes to force young girls off phone sex lines to meet and fuck him, that should give your boss a reason to can your sorry ass. Unfortunately, I have to consider Morgan in this situation".

He looked over at the older woman with a look of pure sincerity. "Blaze, I know you're angry, and yes my track record is shitty at best, but I am willing to do anything to convince you I love Morgan. Just name it, and I'll do it. Anything, Blaze".

A wicked smile crossed the older woman's lips. "Anything, huh? Well, there might be a few things we can work out. Let's discuss the financial mess you've made of my phone service. I've lost Tabitha who is a big money maker, and now you've ruined Morgan to where I can't use her any more, and that's going to cost me a shit load of revenue".

Morgan sat up and had a look of anger on her face. Did she just hear her aunt correctly? Did she just speak about her as only a money machine?

"Aunt Blaze, I work for you because I thought you needed my help and wanted me to learn your business. You know my cousins will just sell it off when you're gone! I can't believe you only used me to make money off my voice! I thought you truly loved me!"

"Oh, can it, Morgan! You always were an odd bird. You never really fit in anywhere, and you expect me to believe that you can make it work in a marriage with this lazy eyed bastard? He's been divorced THREE TIMES you stupid bitch! He has a floozy in every town he visits! What could he possibly see in you, and for that matter, what YOU can see in this lazy-eyed bastard is beyond me!"

"Stop it, Aunt Blaze! David is a caring, considerate man. He loves me, and I love him. He sees ME for being ME, not what he or everyone else wants to make me into. Yes, sexually he's teaching me how to be a good lover, but as a person he lets me be myself. David accepts me as I am, and regardless of his past, I know I can please him, so lay off!"

Dave and Blaze both looked curiously at the fiery redhead standing before them. She had never stood up for herself like that before in her life. Perhaps Blaze had figured this wrong, but she still was not going to allow David Rossi to get off completely free.

"Morgan, I didn't know this was how you felt. If he loves you, which I still doubt right now, and you love him then I won't stand in the way. However, the fact still remains he's cost me now THREE girls from my service, which is a big blow financially. Also, he still deserves to be punished. Not because he came here to see you, but for Holly, for Aaron and Tabitha, as well as costing me money". The older woman then turned to Dave and said, "If you want to work this out, it's going to cost you, both financially and personally".

"I know, Blaze. Whatever it is, tell me. I'll do anything for Morgan".

Blaze laughed out loud. "Be careful, Dave. I'm very expensive".

Dave turned to Morgan. He had a feeling that Blaze had something diabolical in mind, and he did not want his love to bear witness to what was going to happen. "Bella, I want you to go out for awhile, at least two or three hours. Take my credit card and go shopping. In fact, go see if you can find your aunt a nice diamond tennis bracelet or necklace".

"Il mio Signore, I don't want to leave you here. What happens if she convinces you to leave?"

Dave drew her close and gave her a tender kiss. "Il mio prezioso amore, I am not going to abandon you. I promise I'll be here when you get back. Your aunt and I just need to settle things one on one".

"David, I love you. See you soon". She gave him a long, deep kiss and walked out the door.

Dave then turned and faced the older woman. "Alright Blaze, she's gone. What do you have cooking in that evil mind of yours?"

"For starters, the jewelry is a nice touch. But I need a check to cover Holly, Tabi and Morgan. I'd say about $150,000 for each of them should cover it".

Dave sighed and reached for his checkbook. "Do I make it out to the business, or you personally?"

"The business is fine. But I want something else from you".

Dave was busy writing the check to notice Blaze had gotten up and started taking off her skirt and blouse. Underneath she had a black fishnet body stocking on. She then reached in her purse and got a hair clip to tie her hair back.

"What else, Blaze?"

"Do you have your handcuffs on you?"

"Excuse me?" Dave looked up and saw Blaze dressed like she was hosting a sex party. "Uh, Blaze, I don't think we should have sex, given the fact…"

"Oh no, I have no plans on fucking you, Dave. I'm going to punish you for your misdeeds. If you can convince me you're good enough for my niece while I punish you, then you can have her. Now, where are your handcuffs?"

Dave knew where this was going. He wasn't thrilled about it, but he was willing to endure it for Morgan's sake. He retrieved his handcuffs and handed them over.

"I'll need your belt too. I knew I would never get past airport security with my handcuffs and bullwhip in my luggage".

Dave silently took off his leather belt and handed it over. "Let's get this overwith".

He walked into Morgan's bedroom and quickly removed his clothes. He laid on the bed, ass side up while Blaze handcuffed his wrists in front of him. She then took the leather belt and snapped it across the tender part of Dave's ass, showing no mercy.

Dave groaned as Blaze showered his ass and thighs with blows from his belt. "I have a lot of aggression to work out where you are concerned, you lazy eyed bastard. You're going to take everything I have to give you. Look at the hot fucking FBI profiler helpless being whipped by an old lady. You are pathetic!"

Dave didn't answer, but chose to lay there and take his punishment. He kept concentrating on Morgan and how wonderful the last few weeks had been with her. He wanted to make her his forever, to worship her beauty and intelligence. Hell, he even wanted to have a baby with her. Just hold on, Rossi, let the old bitch tire herself out.

Blaze kept tearing up Rossi's ass with his belt, shouting insults and curses at him. She was amazed at how compliant he was during this entire process. Most men would have broken barely five minutes in, but it has been 25 minutes and he's still going strong. Maybe he honestly loves Morgan, he loves her enough to endure the humiliation and pain of having his ass beaten with his own belt.

Eventually Blaze did tire herself out and stopped. She knelt at the foot of the bed and looked Dave straight in the eye. "You really love her, don't you?"

"Yes Blaze, I do. I promise to take care of her, in every way possible. I'll do whatever it takes to convince you".

The older woman then stood up and retrieved a bottle from the bathroom. "Well, we'll see how well you take this, David Rossi. This pain will serve as a reminder of what I CAN do if you fuck her over!"

Dave mentally registered she had a bottle of rubbing alcohol in her hand. She unscrewed the cap and slowly poured it over his ass and thighs. Dave felt pain like he had never experienced before. His mind was overcome with the sensation of the alcohol singing his injured flesh and cried out.

Blaze then took a towel and padded his ass dry. Then she unlocked the handcuffs and walked out of the bedroom. Slowly, Dave made his way to the bathroom and took a shower. This was not an easy task, but he managed to get through it. Hr changed into a pair of soft pajamas and walked into the living room. Blaze had unpacked in the guest room and changed into her evening clothes. Morgan then walked in the door with several bags.

"Bella, looks like you had fun. What all did you get?"

Morgan looked at Dave, then at Blaze. She wasn't sure what had transpired in her absence, but it seemed as though the two of them were getting along. She did, however, notice Dave was walking slowly and had trouble getting comfortable when sitting. "So, are you to okay?"

Blaze looked at her niece and smiled. "Oh, we're fine. Everything has been settled, hasn't it, Dave?"

"Oh, yes Bells, no need for you to worry".

"David, what happened? You seem to be having trouble sitting down".

"Bella, it's nothing for you to worry about. Just call it collateral damage".

Morgan shook her head, but did not want to press further. She gave the tennis bracelet and necklace to her aunt, who was taken away by them. She also showed Dave the other purchase she made; a gold and emerald cross necklace. Dave helped her put it on and looked intently at it.

"It looks gorgeous on you, Bella. I love it".

Morgan kissed him in gratitude, while Blaze smiled. Maybe these two have a chance at working. And if Rossi gets out of line, he has a reminder of what will happen if he fucks up.

After Blaze went to bed, Morgan snuggled in next to her lover. She reached over to rub his ass, and he winced in pain.

"David, what happened?"

"Let's just say I took my punishment from your aunt like a man".

Morgan was beginning to feel herself become angry. "David, did you and my aunt, did you have…"

"No, Bella. We did not have sex. She did make me strip and handcuffed me while she beat my ass with a belt for 45 minutes. And if that wasn't enough, she poured rubbing alcohol over my skin to remind me what would happen if I ever hurt you".

Morgan was outraged. "I can't believe she did that to you! She had NO FUCKING RIGHT! I'm going to give her a piece of my…"

Dave gently grabbed her arm. "No Bella, don't say anything. I deserved it, and I'd do it again gladly for you. VORREI camminare attraverso l'inferno per rendere felici e vi tengono cassaforte".

"I know that, il mio signore. But she hurt you".

"No, it's well worth it. Now we can move forward with our lives. I love you Bella".

With that, the two lovers shared a passionate night together with the older woman in the guest room smiling.

Italian Translation

VORREI camminare attraverso l'inferno per rendere felici e vi tengono cassaforte I would walk through hell to make you happy and keep you safe.

Well, what do you guys think? Thank you to everyone who is keeping up with the story, and again many thanks to the real life Blaze for telling me how to write this chapter. I have time for one, maybe two chapters before going to bed to get up for work tomorrow. Let me know what you want!