Good morning, Black Lagoon Archive ^_^

It took longer than I expected, but lo and behold, we have chapter 2 :) With this chapter came conversations concerning my game plan for what will be the last chapter of this, so I now have a destination :) The content here also helped me develop ideas for further chapters, as things change in this chapter ;)

Still don't own Black Lagoon :)

Another day, another dollar, another gunshot to the face, and another day of one hundred percent humidity. The Yellow Flag was surprisingly quiet this time of night, though three in the morning might have been late just about anywhere, including the city of immorality. Nursing her third glass of Bacardi for the night, Revy was bored, drunk, and sweating her ass off. Her stomach and arms dripped with sweat, her tank top soaked through in the hundred plus degree heat; it might as well have been one hundred and fifty degrees.

"Why don't you quit while you're ahead?" Bao asked. "You keep drinking it's only gonna make you sweat more, Revy."

"The bartender and owner of the fuckin' bar telling his customers to not get fucked up?" she barked.

"I don't want to have to call Dutch again to drag your ass outta here."

She smirked at that, the thought of inconveniencing Bao. She put her cigarette out on the bar, same blackened spot she always did, and stood from her seat. After knocking the glass back in a single gulp, she called out, "Tab, right?"

"Yeah, yeah," Bao grumbled as she walked off towards the door.

She lit another smoke, and after putting the pack and lighter away, she slipped her hands in her pockets, expertly exhaling through cracked lips. Well now what the fuck am I gonna do? she thought. AC at the apartment is busted. AC at Rock's place is fucked. There's always the fuckin' church, but the AC there is screwed too. Least I can get some company there I guess. She grinned. Wonder if I'll disturb some late night, Eda fuck-fest. Finally, she had a destination.

Contrary to what Revy may have been thinking, Eda was not the subject of a free-for-all this evening. Not for some time actually. It had been a full week, seven days since Revy took away her ability to move, her ability to see, and her ability to speak. Just the mere thought of that night, of what had been done to her put her on a high boil. She truly never gave much thought to being with another woman; it just never interested her. She enjoyed the savagery a man could give her, and the thought process ended there. Now though, everything was different.

A woman had done things to her that she only dreamed of.

She found herself wondering what it might be like to have a man do those same things to her, but, every time she had those thoughts, there was Revy; her mistress. Whether she showed up for ammo, or just to complete a delivery, Eda looked at her differently now. What killed her, what kept her up at night, though, was the fact that Revy didn't look at her differently, if at all. There she was, this powerful, domineering woman, who for all intents and purposes, in that single evening, became her master, her owner, and she didn't acknowledge it in the least.

What the fuck is wrong with me? Eda wondered as she lay in her bed, stripped down to a light pink tank top and panties. Her hand slid across the sheets, remembering how Revy forced her against those sheets as she bound her wrists. Fucking hell, I gotta stop thinking about this shit. She leaned her head to the side, the locked cabinet Revy had gotten into in her sights. She could very easily open the door and perhaps scratch the itch her thoughts had created, but more than anything, she wanted her to appear once again. Even just once more-

"Open the fuckin' door, ya skank!" Revy shouted, interrupting Eda's thoughts as she banged on the rear entrance to the church.

No fuckin' way. She waited a moment, and sure enough, Revy banged on the door again.

"I know you're in there, bitch! You're fuckin' bike is out here!" Revy barked.

Eda stood from the bed and after two steps, realized she couldn't open the door as she was, and scanned the room quick as she could, finding a pair of shorts. She pulled them up her legs, buttoned them, and two steps later was at the door, unlatching it.

"About fucking time!" Revy spat as she crossed the threshold without invitation.

"Come in," Eda said with a roll of her eyes, shutting the door and locking it behind Revy. She turned to find Revy looking around the room, and asked, "What the fuck are you doing?"

"Got anything to drink?

Judging by Revy's behavior the last few times they ran into each other, Eda knew not to expect much. Now more than ever, she felt more than knew that what happened between them had to have been a fluke. Why else would Revy choose to so completely ignore the elephant she had left in this room? "What, that's it?" Eda spat in reply. "Nothing better to do so you come here to get drunk? What? Did Bao kick you out?"

Revy snorted, still not looking to Eda as she replied, "Too fuckin' hot at the Flag."

"The AC here is still broken, dumbass."

"Yeah, but I know you've got booze, and a shower that works; the one at my place is fucked."

"Go shower at Rock's place!" Eda barked.

"Meh, he'll bitch at me for showing up so late."

Eda pinched her eyes shut, tired of this pointless conversation. She could just as well use a drink right now anyway. "Fine! Take your fucking shower, I'll get the goddamn glasses."

Revy stepped towards the bathroom, pulling her top over her shoulders, and just as she closed the door, just as Eda was almost out of earshot, she muttered, "That's a good Thing."

Eda stopped in her tracks as the door to the bathroom shut behind Revy. It may have been hot as hell, but her sweat ran cold as the ramifications of Revy's comment ran through her brain. Okay, don't get bent outta shape; it could mean anything. She was probably just being her usual self…who said the exact same thing to me she did last time. What the hell else could it mean? No. Don't say anything. See how she is when she gets out and take it from there.

Moments later, Revy stepped out of the bathroom wearing her gray undergarments and a towel draped over her shoulders, covering her chest by coincidence. Her top was in her hands, and as she wrung out the sweat, Eda commented, "Ugh! Fuckin' disgusting! Hang it up or throw it in the wash next door!"

"What the fuck else am I supposed to wear, bitch?"

"You could borrow something of mine for fuck's sake! Just stop getting your fuckin' sweat all over my floor!" Eda spat as she stepped over to her dresser to retrieve a shirt. She threw Revy the gray garment and immediately Revy pulled the towel from her shoulders and slipped the shirt on. Of course, Eda failed to realize that she was blatantly staring at Revy's chest the whole time.

However, after making clear eye contact, Revy said nothing. She simply adjusted the quarter-sleeve shirt, which clung to her physique snug as a glove, and asked, "About that booze."

Eda gestured towards the very same cabinet that housed her toys, where on the counter above it rested two glasses and a bottle of Jack Daniels. "Knock yourself out," Eda said. Revy quickly made her way over, pouring a half-full glass for herself, and then a full glass for Eda. Noticing the difference in portions, Eda asked, "What the fuck is this shit?"

"I have a head start, bitch!" Revy barked with a grin. "Gotta get you caught up!"

She wouldn't argue about having too much, especially not tonight. She was cooking inside, and that she couldn't say anything, that she shouldn't say anything; it was certainly good motivation for her to drink as much as possible. However, as she tipped the glass back downing gulp after gulp, Revy was grinning. She took a seat on the bed beside the cabinet, just as Eda pinned the glass on the counter top, "Fill it."

Gotcha, Revy thought.

The next two glasses went down just as quickly, though Revy's glass hardly budged. She allowed her friend to ingest as much as she knew she could handle, and then it came. "So," Revy began, still grinning, "Tie yourself up lately?"

Eda caught it for a second, then lost it as she spit the last gulp of Jack Daniels out. Revy said nothing about the waste of booze, they both sat quiet for a moment until, apparently, it was Eda's turn to speak.

"What?" was all that came out.

"And now you question me?" Revy asked, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth. Her tone dropped and her eyes lost all humor as she scolded, "I asked you a question, whore; I expect an answer."

"I…" what the fuck, did we start and I missed it? Eda wondered. Answer! Quick! "No," she stumbled.

"No what?"

She knew exactly what she was asking for. Moreover, Eda knew that with the next word, the game would begin. Her thoughts ran wild with fear and trepidation, panic and all out horror. Am I clean? Do I smell? What will she make me do? Will it hurt? Will it be too much? Fuck! I wasn't ready for this!

Revy's head tilted down in impatience, and seeing it clear as day, Eda flipped the switch, "Mistress."

Now, Revy smiled a smile that Eda was meant to see, "We're going to have a great fuckin' night."

"Wait, Revy, I-"

She was interrupted as Revy stood from the bed, her right hand gently wrapping Eda's throat. "Silence. Now." She exerted little pressure, not enough to inhibit her breathing, but enough to keep her where she wanted. She looked the blonde up and down, smiling all the while. She could see it in the way Eda had begun sweating, had begun shaking; she was exactly as she was the first time. Nervous, terrified, excited, and aroused, and Revy would take care to elevate all four of those states all at once. "Clothes off," she calmly ordered.

"Revy I-"

Just the slight shift of her thumb, and Eda's oxygen disappeared. "No questions. Clothes. Off," Revy once again ordered, accentuating that last word with a nod towards the bed.

A bead of sweat dripped down Eda's cheek, and all at once knew what was needed, "Yes, Mistress."

Revy sauntered over to the cabinet, taking a far better mental inventory than she had the first night. She smiled at the sight of the insertable toy she used last time, as well as the neatly wrapped length of rope. I remember there being… she moved a few things about, coming to what she was looking for in a cat of nine tails, there we are. Now… again she got lost in search of something. Ah, handcuffs, she thought with lit up eyes.

The jingling of the cuffs drew Eda's attention. She was trembling, noticeably. She had done as Revy asked, wearing nothing but her birthday suit, her hands folded together in front of her, keeping just a small part of her hidden. At the sound of those cuffs though, she felt the need to speak, "I am ready for you, Mistress."

Revy turned to observe her, smiling quite wide as she observed her naked form. Those fuckin' fun bags are gigantic, she thought. Wait a fucking second, didn't I… after quickly looking back in the cabinet, she found what she was looking for, but very discreetly palmed it and slid it into her pocket. With that, she stood and closed the cabinet door, then took a moment to lay out the tools she would allow Eda to see.

The rope was familiar enough, though the handcuffs were new for their game. Then there was the nine tails, which Eda was quite concerned about. She had used it on herself once, and from that day forward, it remained in the cabinet. Last but not least was a bright red ball gag, and after laying the last piece down, Revy stepped over to Eda, and Eda's eyes fixed on her completely. Within a step or two, Revy reached out and ran her hand up Eda's right arm. Her fingertips gently ran up to her shoulder, across her back as she stepped behind her, and down her other arm as she wound up in front of her once more.

"This is the only chance I'll give you to stop me," Revy said, neither smiling nor frowning. "Once we start, you're mine until I'm done with you."

Eda was tingling inside and out. It was rare for Revy to be so completely collected, confident, and clear in her words and wording. She felt it only right to respond accordingly, "Forgive me, Mistress; I thought we had already begun."

Revy smiled wide at that, her eyes locked on Eda's. "Good…" years as a pickpocket did her well in this moment. Eye contact was never broken as she retrieved the item she pocketed from the cabinet a moment ago, "…now don't make a sound." With that, she deftly slipped the nipple clamps into place, allowing them to bite down, and pull as hard as she knew they would.

Immediately Eda went to scream in both pain and shock, but as the first peep broke from her lips, Revy slipped the gag in place. Eda couldn't help herself; her body reacted instinctually to the predicament, attempting to fight Revy off. However, she was given her choice, and the time for that choice had come and gone. Revy shifted forward, more or less tackling Eda onto the bed, pinning her with her body weight as she held the gag in place with one hand, and wrangled her arms with the other. Her hands restricted above her head, and her words and cries stymied by the gag, Revy warned, "Don't you ever touch me, whore!" She lay there atop Eda for a moment, watching as she whimpered.

"Good. Cry," Revy said. Eda sobbed even harder against her gag, not bothering to hold back any further. "Yes, cry more for me. Cry harder." Eda's tear filled eyes opened to look at Revy, and once again there was solid eye contact.

Revy didn't blink or flinch as she stared into Eda's icy blue eyes, and in that moment, her tears slowed ever so slightly.

"No one can hear you," Revy calmly said, almost comfortingly. "No one cares what happens to you." Eda looked away, her eyes shut tight as she continued to sob. "No one is coming for you." She let out another loud, but muted sob, and Revy finished her thought, "But, you entertain me, and there is no fun to be had in a dead play thing, is there?"

With that, Eda slowly calmed down. The pain was certainly no less intense, but there was something to what Revy said. It may have been worded in a roundabout way, but the message was clear.

While Eda's eyes still poured tears, Revy could feel it in the blonde's wrists; she had stopped fighting. She let go of her wrists and where before there was hostility, there was now tenderness. She delicately fixed the strap on the gag, just tight enough, but not uncomfortably so, then helped Eda from the bed. Almost immediately, the blonde's hands fell back to where they were once she was standing, covering herself in embarrassment.

Revy clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth and spoke, "This is nothing I haven't seen before." She retrieved the handcuffs from the countertop and as she set to lock them around Eda's wrists, she paused. She looked up to the ceiling, and back down to the ground at their feet. Hmmmm, she wondered as she knelt down. She didn't need to size it up, she could see this would work as well, and without hesitation, she locked the cuffs around Eda's ankles, not too tight, nor too loose. Perfect fit, she thought with a grin. She stood and retrieved the rope, and as she had the first time, tossed it up and over one of the exposed beams above them, though this time, the setup would be a different.

Okay, focus; fuck this hurts, Eda thought. The only thing that's tight on me are these fucking clamps. She's not making anything else overly tight, but she's doing something with that rope again, and last time that fucking thing was my biggest enemy. Or, was it my best friend? Fuck, this shit messes with your head. Just relax. Trust her, she didn't let you get hurt last time.

"Wrists," Revy said, and somewhat reluctantly, Eda presented them for her. Where she left a measure of slack in the gag and cuffs, she bound Eda's wrists together tight, though not enough to restrict blood flow. Upon completion of the binding, Revy pulled the other end of the rope tight behind Eda, lifting her arms above her head, as far as they would go. After pulling the rope taught, she once again slipped it between Eda's legs, pulling it tight to the cracks and crevices of her form, and ultimately tying it off around the chain that joined the two clamps.

Revy took a step back, and after eyeing up her somewhat crude work, she smiled. "The rules are simple," Revy said, gathering Eda's attention. It was the first time she had opened her eyes since they were on the bed. "We continue as long as the clamps are in place. As soon as they come off, we're done for the day." Eda made no motion of acknowledgement whatsoever. Her eyes simply fell shut and her tears ran again. "Nod if you understand, whore," Revy demanded, her voice darker and heavier.

Eda gave her the nod she requested, and Revy retrieved the nine tails from the countertop. She stepped closer to her, and hearing her steps on the floor, Eda's eyes weakly opened, and she followed Revy as she moved. However, as she set foot behind her, she could no longer see, nor tell where she was, or when it would come. First a second she waited, then two, then ten, when finally, the first strike came.

It startled her, shifting her sense of pain from her chest to her back, though just barely. Then, there was another pause, giving time for the pain to dissipate, to move back to her chest. Then another strike, a harder strike as the nine pieces of leather made a firmer crack across her lower back. Without a pause, two more strikes came, softer than the previous, each gracing a cheek. With that, Eda trembled, and her arms tightened, pulling on the cord, then pulling on the clamps, moving the pain forward once again.

Her eyes exploded open, wide with the realization of how this would work. This bitch, she thought. If she could have, she would have smiled. There is pain, a whole fucking lot of it, but she's hitting the right nerves. I react, I tense up, I make MORE pain by pulling on this fucking rope, but I also risk pulling off the clamps and losing the pleasure of it too. She's good. Really. Fucking. Good.

Another crack of the whip, again followed with two subsequent cracks on both cheeks. It had become a rhythm, growing faster and faster and faster, the same three strikes, the same three places. Eda grunted against her gag, harder and harder as her milky white skin turned a dark pink. All of a sudden, the rhythm ended, leaving Eda breathing hard through her nose, drooling around the gag. Then, there was another sensation, the feeling of Revy's hand as it gently slid up her calf, then inner thigh, and finally, finding its goal between her legs. Eda tensed even further as Revy's fingers moved the rope as needed, then sought their target.

What the hell?! Eda screamed in her thoughts. Not fair! It's… she was instantly lost in the sensation.

Revy kept a careful watch on Eda's body language, seeing what parts of her reacted, and how, when she moved certain ways. Finally, she found what she looking for. Didn't much matter what or where it was, just that manipulating it caused the muscles in Eda's arms to quiver and tighten up. Faster and rougher she mercilessly attacked that spot, and Eda responded, pulling on that rope, sending pain to her chest.

So good, holy shit, she thought. I can't…I…oh my fucking god…I…please…just…a little gentler…don't make me pull…don't make it stop… Where before there was grunting, she now screamed against her gag. Her hands clasped the rope tight, doing anything she could to overcome the pain as she uncontrollably, involuntarily pulled the clamps.

"There's no shame in giving up," Revy said with a hint of glee.

Not yet.

However, Revy was indeed quite good. She slid her other hand around Eda's body, attacking a second place, putting Eda on overdrive. She pulled even tighter as her body wracked with sensations. She was aggressive. Completely. There was no care, no tenderness, no gentleness, nothing but out and out violence in her assault on Eda's most delicate parts. But, the screams Eda gave out didn't change in the least; they were full of pleasure as well as pain. Harder she pulled on the rope, harder the clamps pulled on her chest, and as Revy increased her intensity even more, Eda finally pulled too hard.

An explosion of a scream manifested behind her gag as the clamps gave way, one at a time. Instantly Revy's hands were out and away and she rested a second, listening to the sounds Eda made. Elevated above and beyond any limits she thought she knew, and then nothing all at once. No pleasure, no pain, nothing. She was crying again, but not like before. These were the sobs of regret, of sadness, and Revy knew them well.

She carefully undid the cuffs at her feet, stood and made her way in front of Eda, whose hands still tightly clasped the rope, in front of her chest now. She continued to sob as Revy undid the binding from her wrists, her eyes shut tight as she wept, when Revy lifted her chin with a finger. Eda's eyes opened to meet Revy's, bringing her tears to slow as Revy spoke, "You held out longer than I thought you would. You're beginning to understand how this works?" she asked.

Eda nodded in disappointment, and Revy commented again, "Good." She reached a hand around the back of Eda's head to undo the gag, the last piece of tonight's activities, but stopped short of doing so. "When this gag comes off, there is no more mention of what happened here tonight, do you understand?"

Again, Eda nodded.

"From now on, your body belongs to me. You are to share it with no one but me. Do I make myself clear?"

And again, Eda nodded.

"Saturday nights are ours. Do not make me wait. Do not make me repeat myself. Eda does not exist from midnight until morning."

Eda gave a final nod, and Revy snapped the gag loose. She stepped away from Eda, dropping the gag in the bathroom sink to be cleaned, and made her way back into Eda's room. She picked up the half-full glass she poured herself earlier, and asked, "Now, where the fuck were we?"

Eda though, she continued to stand there a moment, naked, bruised, dirty, and for all intents and purposes, completely and totally satisfied. She was confused perhaps, but as the pieces came into alignment, as she realized the nature of the agreement to which she had entered into, she smiled.

Do we have to wait till Saturday?

And that's that :) I hope if you're reading this, you enjoyed it :)

As always, thanks to The Horsemen for giving this a once over for me ^_^ I've grown quite excited for this piece :) I found myself wanting to work on it, and I haven't felt that for a LONG time :) Hopefully this means less time between updates for you ^_^

Thanks so much for reading!
-jm