Chapter 1
"FBI drop your weapon and let the woman go!" Command Emily Prentiss
The UnSub the BAU had been chasing enjoyed terrorising and torturing pregnant women. When he eventually grew bored he would stab them multiple times and leave them to bleed out. Emily had chanced across him kidnapping his fifth victim as she drove back with the teams lunch order.
"drop your weapon, I will not tell you again." Ordered Emily, her weapon aimed steadily at him.
The UnSub slowly pushed his hunting knife into the pregnant belly of his captive slowly twisting the blade, suddenly pulling it out with the women screaming.
She watched as he stabbed the pregnant women in her abdomen again. He smirked at Emily trying to goad her into killing him. Emily thought to herself your not getting away with it that easily. She took aim at his right shoulder and fired. At the precise moment Emily fired the UnSub moved slightly, Emily's bullet hit home only glancing on the outside of his right shoulder. His arm still pushed the hunting knife deep into her baby bump.
Emily fired once again hitting him squarely in his shoulder and disarmed him. The knife protruding from the woman pulsating with her beating heart. The tip of his knife had ruptured her aorta her life already forfeit.
Emily rushed over and painfully secured the UnSub in cuffs and tried to stem the flow of blood from the woman's abdomen with her blazer pressed around the protruding knife. Kneeling beside the bleeding woman Emily could see her go ashen and stop moving. The blood escaping through her fingers stopped and the knife protruding form her abdomen stilled.
The paramedics pulled Emily aside and started checking out the pregnant woman on the floor. The lead Paramedic shook his head at his partner.
He turned to Emily noticing her FBI badge "she has gone, I'm sorry agent." He said
Emily started to pace 'you should of killed him, why didn't you' she kept asking herself in her head. She was startled when she felt a set of hands guide her to a bench.
"Sit down princess, tell me what happened?" Her partner Derek Morgan asked
"I shot him in his shoulder to disarm him, he suddenly moved. My bullet just grazed him allowing him to stab the victim. I fired again disarming him but too late. She died Derek!" She told her partner "I fucked up, Derek."
Derek did the only thing he could for his partner, he held her tight while she shook as her adrenaline rush dissipated. The realisation of her failure now fully realised she cried for the lost women and baby never to see the outside world.
EJ
Emily sat by herself on the BAU jet after reliving her failure time and time again. The death was all over the news her judgment not to kill the UnSub was being questioned over and over again. Hotch told her she had made the correct choice with an unfortunate outcome, unfortunately Section Chief Strauss thought otherwise, Emily had been summoned to her office the moment she returned to Quantico.
Everyone on the team knew to leave her alone why she squeezes it into one of her compartments.
The shooting was on a continuous loop in her head she couldn't put it into one of her famous boxes. Her mind wouldn't let her forget her failure, two dead due to her negligence. She felt like she had a vice around her dark heart.
What made things worse her negligence prevented a new life ever sampling her first breath, smile and seeing her mother for the first time. "Your no better then Doyle, your an evil bitch Emily Prentiss. A soulless, Evil, Evil bitch." She told herself
"Hey Emily, I've made you a coffee." Smiles Elle Greenaway the units media liaison
She smiled "thanks."
Elle knew better than to push the brunette profiler to talk and just returned to her seat.
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"Agent Prentiss, why didn't you shoot to kill? The kill shot was easier than the shot you decided to take to disarm him. Your error in judgement contributed to Miss Tennant's death and her 7 month old unborn baby. You have caused quite the media frenzy for the wrong reason Agent Prentiss. You are confined to desk duty until our investigation into your shooting has been completed." Strauss ordered
"Yes Ma'am, will that be all?" Emily asked just wanting to get out her office.
"Yes Prentiss. That will be all." Strauss dismissed her
Emily walked slowly and calmly back into the BAU with her mask of calm firmly down over her face hiding her sad face she wouldn't let her work colleagues know how broken and upset she felt, that could wait for the privacy of her condo.
"Prentiss my office." Hotch ask her from his office door
"Yes Bossman." She smiled
"Take a seat Emily." Hotch asked
"You ARE! Going to take a week off work. I don't care how many times you tell yourself and the rest of the team that your ok. Even you don't have enough boxes to bury everything in. Take the week do what ever you do to relax and decompress and then come back ready for the inquiry." He ordered Emily not leaving her any room to moan
"Yes sir." She smiled and walked out his office to collect her belongings.
She said goodbye to everyone and left for home.
EJ
She flung her blazer over the back of her settee kicked her shoes off and laid down for a quick nap.
Dreamland
"FBI drop your weapon and let the woman go!" Command Emily Prentiss
" drop your weapon, I will not tell you again." Ordered Emily
She watched as he stabbed the pregnant women in her abdomen again, the baby screaming out in pain. He smirked at Emily trying to goad her into killing him. Emily thought to herself your not getting away with it that easily. She took aim at his right shoulder and fired. At the precise moment Emily fired the UnSub moved slightly, Emily's bullet hit home only glancing on the outside of his right shoulder. His arm still pushed the hunting knife deep into her baby bump.
Emily fired once again hitting him squarely in his shoulder and disarmed him. The knife protruding from the woman pulsating with her beating heart.
Emily rushed over and painfully secured the UnSub in cuffs and tried to stem the flow of blood from the woman's abdomen with her blazer pressed around the protruding knife. Kneeling beside the bleeding woman Emily could see her go ashen and stop moving. The blood escaping through her fingers stopped. Suddenly she felt pressure from underneath her blazer, she lifted it and a baby girl climbed out.
"Murderer, you killed my mama." Yelled the baby. She yanked her placenta out of the gapping knife wound and rapped it around Emily's neck and started to strangle her. She tried to push the baby away but found her hands cuffed behind her back. Struggling for breath suddenly Emily jolted up on the settee with a scream
End of dreamland
A shaken Emily got up and walked to her bar and picked up a bottle of whiskey and glass and poured a couple of fingers into her glass and gulped it down. Pouring another she walked back to the settee and proceeded to try and finish forgetting her nightmare.
In principle that was a good idea but in practice it just made the nightmares more horrendous. Eventually she managed a few hours of nightmare free sleep. Emily hid her real self from every one behind her protective masks.
The real Emily Prentiss was a very insecure woman on the inside, she always looked for the reassurance of her friends and work colleagues. She always degrades herself, fortunately this was always in her head. Thanks to years of training from her mother as a child so she upheld the Prentiss family appearance.
EJ
A very hungover and stiff Emily Prentiss rolled off the settee late the next morning. She walked up to her bedroom and stripped off her sweat soaked work clothes and jumped in the shower. As the warm spray hit her head she burst into tears her dam collapsed. She cried for the death of the mother and the unborn baby, her choice that he needed punishment more than death. Emily inwardly also wanted punishment for her deadly mistake. Strauss was right she had the easy kill shot, but Prentiss you knew better. She cried and cried in the shower only getting out when the water got stone cold.
She dresses in sweat pants and a baggy sweat shirt and went down stairs to put the coffee machine on. She walked out the kitchen while she waited for the coffee to finish and looked at the nearly empty whiskey bottle on the table. Her head just started hurting again at the sight of the alcohol. She brought a mug of coffee over and sat down after her machine beeped
She sighed after her first sip of the life giving Coffee and picked her blazer up and removed her credentials from the pocket so see could send it to the dry cleaner. She opened her credentials as normal just to check everything was were it should be when she noticed the out of place business card. She pulled the highly embossed card out and looked down at the single gold lower case J on the front and smiled.
Emily had met a Dominatrix as part of a recent case to get a better insight into the dominant and submissive relationship in the BDSM world. The UnSub had lured unsuspecting victims into her dungeon and tortured them to death. While Derek had volunteered to tour the premises with the latex clad girl, Emily talked to the captivating blonde mistress called Jennifer. The blue eyed woman was gorgeous and very intuitive. Emily found it fascinating people could give total control over to the woman. After leaving she had found her card in her pocket with 'call me for a personal tour, I know your fascinated Emily. Mistress J'
Emily twirled the the card between her fingers thinking about the blonde. Emily pulled out her cell phone and dialled the number on the card.
"Hello Jennifer, it's Emily Prentiss, Agent Emily Prentiss. I hope you remember me? I found your card and would love to take you up on your offer if it's not too late?" Emily felt like a little girl on the phone
"Hello Emily, I'm glad you finally decided to visit again. 2:30 sharp don't be late." The commanding voice told her and ended the call
Emily stared down at her cell phone not believing the direct approach Jennifer had on the phone, she was enthralled by this woman. She hurried to shower and change so she wouldn't be late. She stood in her clean underwear trying to decide what to wear, several discarded choices lay littering her bedroom floor.
'God, I feel like I'm about to go out on a date.' She thought to herself
Finally deciding on a light green sun dress that finished mid thigh. She examined her reflection in her full size mirror, satisfied she smiled and slid on her matching heels. Grabbing her keys and bag she walked out her condo locking the door. She had butterflies floating around her stomach like just before her first ever date. 'Pull yourself together Emily.' She thought to herself as she descended towards the parking garage.
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Emily took a deep breath and checked her makeup in her SUV's vanity mirror, touching up her lipgloss and fixing her hair she locked her car and walked towards the upmarket unremarkable house. Emily pressed the door bell and stood waiting for the door to be answered.
The door opened, Emily walked into the hall
"Your late Ms Prentiss!" Jennifer scolded, follow me
Emily stood open mouthed looking at the disappearing women dressed in a grey pencil skirt and a crisp white button down shirt balancing on 12inch heels.
"I said follow me Ms Prentiss, not day dream!" Jennifer scolded "don't waste my time!"
Emily ran to catch up to her "one step behind me, Ms Prentiss" Jennifer ordered. Emily instantly complied. She felt her heart racing.
Entering the sun room Emily waited to be told to sit down by Jennifer, she had totally surprised herself not knowing why she had done it.
"Please sit down Emily, that's better manners. I told you 2:30 sharp not 2:34 sharp after you've touched up your lipgloss. I can not abide tardiness." Jennifer scolded "Miranda drinks please." She ordered ringing a small hand bell
A 6ft 5inch brunette walked in dressed in a french maids uniform wearing a metal collar around her neck, carrying a tray with China cups and a coffee pot on top. Miranda placed the tray on the side table and poured two cups and added to Emily's surprise two sugars and cream the exact way she liked it. After passing out the cups she knelt just in front of Jennifer and bowed her head.
"Thank you Miranda," Jennifer dismissed her
"Ma'am, Thank you." Miranda lowered her head and stood leaving the room.
"Miranda is my full time house companion. She has committed to a contract of servitude with me. Don't look at me like that there is absolutely no sex involved, I'm not a pimp. She helps with new companions I take on in my house. You must understand everything is consensual and limits are always respected. Trust is the most important part of our scene." Jennifer warned her
"I'm sorry this is all strange and new to me, I find it fascinating but know very little about your lifestyle. It is so interesting people give total control over to you, that's the polar opposite to who I am." Emily honestly replied "I've always thought you just try and cause as much pain as you possibly can." Shrugged Emily
"I'm not one of your, what did you call them 'UnSubs'?" Jennifer asked
"Yes, unknown subject." Smiled Emily. She felt like a school girl in front of her teacher
Jennifer explained entering into a companion contract with her required you to firstly undertake a rigorous selection progress. Most people think like you and just want to hurt people, that's not what our community is about. Trust, Respect and never going past their hard limit. No means No.
"During the session the companion has a safe word or safe sound if they are gagged. I will stop instantly and ask them what colour. Green means carry on. Everything is ok. Amber means something is hurting and might need altering, removing or loosening. Red means stop instantly. You are putting your trust in me and I will never ever hurt you. You see Emily trust has to flow both ways to get the full benefit out of a dominant and submissive relationship." Jennifer explained. Emily nodded starting to understand.
EJ
"When are you actually going to tell me why you came this afternoon? The pretence of looking around is over. You are a very well educated woman Emily you remember everything from you last visit and I'm sure your partner no doubt discussed his tour with Miranda he seemed very attentive. I might not be a qualified profiler but it's something that helps me with my clients. Your hurting and won't tell your work colleagues because you think it will make you look weak in their eyes, And Emily Prentiss is anything but weak. You want to know if pain will help with your many demons." Jennifer confronts Emily
Emily looks at her shocked and just nodded averting her eyes.
"Sit!" Jennifer pointed to a chair
Jennifer pulls a comfy chair over and sits down In front of Emily.
"Do you want me to spank you Emily?" Jennifer asked
"Yes please." Answered Emily looking her in the eyes pleading for help with her darkness
Jennifer indicated for Emily to lay across her knees. Emily complied without a thought pulling her sundress up as she laid across the blondes knees
"Remember the colours Emily? Just say stop at any time. Do you understand me?" Asked Jennifer
"Yes, Jenny" replied Emily
Not many people knew Jennifer was actually a qualified psychologist. She had practiced for a few years not finding it satisfying so she decided to leave the profession and live her dream fetish life. She had done very well for her self and never regretted her decision.
Jennifer smirked at Emily's reply, she liked her calling herJenny. the tall brunette didn't know it yet but she needed a strong dominate woman in her life. Looking down at her white pantie clad ass Jennifer could only hope she realised that herself.
Jennifer slid her fingers into the waistband of her panties and slides them down allowing them to drop to the floor.
"Ready?" Asked Jennifer
"Yes, Jenny" replied Emily
"Count each strike and thank me, Emily, do you understand me?" Asked Jennifer
"Yes Jenny." She answered
Jennifer took out her leather gloves and slid them on. She looked at the well toned ass in front of her and smacked the right ass cheek.
"1..Jenny thank you, 2..Jenny thank you...20..Jenny thank you." Counted Emily
Jennifer stopped her spanking and offered her hands to be kissed by Emily
"What colour Emily?" Asked Jennifer
"Green Jenny." Emily replied
Jennifer stroked her bare hands across Emily's cherry red buttocks and felt the warmth radiating from each cheek, she smiles in satisfaction. Jennifer continued to spank Emily listening to her count each one, reaching 50 she stopped and checked Emily's fire red backside.
"Ready to try the paddle Emily?" Jennifer asked curious about the answer
"Yes please Jenny." Emily answered
Jennifer picked up the black leather paddle, offered it up to Emily to kiss. She started paddling Emily's ass cheeks with a steady cadence. Emily had counted to 30 when she stopped
"What colour, Emily?" She asked
"Amber, Jenny." Replied Emily "but I can take more, please, Jenny"
Jennifer heard the desperation in her voice, this women had many demons from the past she felt she needed to atone for. She continued to paddle her ass until
"Red! Please stop" shouted Emily
Jennifer stopped instantly. Looking down at her bright red ass she could feel the heat emanating from it.
"Emily, your session is over now. Stay were you are for a moment." Jennifer rang the bell
Miranda walked into the room carrying a pot of salve.
"Do you want Miranda to apply the soothing salve for you? It helps with the bruising." Asked Jennifer
"Yes please, Jenny." Emily replied
"You will always call me Jenny unless I tell you otherwise." Smiled Jennifer
Emily stood upright painfully and yelled a little as the fabric from her sun dress touched her bruised and battered backside. She picked up her discard panties and placed them in her purse.
"Thank you, Jenny." Smiled Emily
Miranda escorted her to the door.
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Emily drove back to her condo in absolute agony, the whole of her ass hurt. The endorphins running around her body were amazing. Sitting was going to be difficult for a few days thank god she had the week off.
She felt exhausted after her pizza so she decided a shower and early to bed. She lasted less than 30 seconds under the shower the water falling onto her backside felt like she was being stabbed. She dried herself carefully. She now laid naked on top of her bed because her night clothes hurt her behind.
Emily had only one nightmare over night, the baby stabbing her this time. She rolled onto her back suddenly pain erupted from her buttocks as they touched the quilt. She turned to her side but then rolled back onto her back for more pain. She enjoyed the endorphin rush the pain caused. Her whole body responded her nipples become erect to her surprise.
She managed a quick shower this morning and now laid on the floor in her lounge eating breakfast. Her mind replaying the events of last night and her feelings of euphoria. Giving her control over to Jennifer for that single hour made her feel normal. The heaviness surrounding her heart was somehow lifted. Emily realised to her surprise she had a submissive personality in her private life to balance her kick ass FBI persona in the male dominated workplace.