Author's Note: yes, I realize that the last chapter was a bit short but that was where it needed to end. Not sure how many people would have figured out that Lynn was Domina, but I honestly think I made it obvious but oh well. Hope you all enjoy so far, please read and review!

Lynn stood in the elevator as it rose to her penthouse suite, Hunter was behind her with a secured Drew and she was shaking. Two years ago she had left the Structure in New York but everyone still knew who she was. Domina was never going to be forgotten. She exited the elevator and hollered for her maid.

"Natty!"

The blonde came running and when she saw the scene and the look on her face dropped to her knees. "Yes Domina."

"I know where Sheamus is." She said, "I need my suit."

Natty looked up in shock, "Yes…yes Domina, right away."

She looked at Hunter, "You should both get dressed." She said, "you know where the appropriate things are."

"Yes Domina." Hunter walked away, practically dragging Drew with him.

Half an hour later she stood looking at Hunter and Drew, both men wore black leather pants, tight where they needed to be, but loose around the calfs; Hunter wore black boots, while Drew only Nikes, both men wore black mesh shirts and Drew had a collar with a leash that Hunter held. Drew knelt with his head bowed and Domina smiled. Her red leather catsuit creaked as she moved, getting used to be worn again. Her gloves were lightly studded on the back and her red leather boots were high-heeled and steel-toed. She held out her hand and Hunter passed her the leash which hooked onto the waist of her outfit.

"Who am I, Drew?" she asked him.

"D-domina." He stuttered.

"Who have you crossed, Drew?"

"Domina."

"And who do you belong to now?"

"Domina."

She ran a hand through Drew's long brown hair, smiling at him. "Good boy."

"Thank you Domina."

He had broken almost too easily once he found out who she was; he had begged forgiveness, said he'd been told that Sheamus didn't belong to anyone, that he needed to pay. She forgave Drew; but the man behind this, he would pay dearly for trespassing and poaching. The three of them got into the elevator with Natalya assuring her everything would be ready when they returned. As the elevator closed she put her mask on, it was red leather and covered her forehead, nose and most of her cheeks, almost everyone in New York knew the suit and the mask. When she stepped out of the elevator the door man bowed his head and touched his fist to his heart.

"Domina." He whispered, almost reverently.

A Hummer limo was waiting for them at the curb. Hunter opened the door an allowed her to get in first. Drew followed because of the leash and Hunter entered last. One long bench against the side of the car had been covered in cotton sheets, but she tried not to see that. She pressed the innercomm to the driver and spoke.

"Take us to Demon's Run." She said and the driver gave a sharp 'yes ma'am.'

She looked at Drew, "do you know the meaning of Demon's Run?"

"No Domina."

"It's from a poem," she smiled, but it was not a kind smile.

"Demons run when a good man goes to war. Night will fall and drown the sun, when a good man goes to war. Friendship dies and true love lies, night will fall and the dark will rise, when a good man goes to war." Hunter recited the poem from memory.

"Well in this case, it's a good woman going to war." She said, making sure Drew saw the sincerity in her eyes, "Night has fallen, the darkness will rise, because I am going to get back what you took."

The bouncer at Demon's Run watched the black Hummer stretch limo pull up and radioed to the office. "Sir, I think we have a VIP coming in."

"You think?" the harshness of Rex Lupa echoed in his ear.

"Well, there's a black stretch Hummer pulling up Sir." He said, "No tags."

The back door opened and a large blond in leather and mesh got out and held the door. A young man with brown hair dressed similarly got out, but he was clearly on the end of a leash. He knelt by the door and the bouncer's heart nearly stopped as red leather boot appeared from the darkness of the limo and She got out.

"Up Dog." She growled at the man kneeling.

He rose and fell into step behind her as she and blond walked forward.

"Sir, She's here." He radioed up to the office.

"She who?"

"Domina."

She stopped in front him and looked up, her eyes were mocking him from behind the mask, "I'm assuming Rex knows I'm here."

"Yes Domina." He replied, "Bruce will take you to the office."

"Thank you."

For the first time in over two years Domina stepped into an S&M club; the smell of sweat, blood and sex was heady. She took a deep breath and followed Bruce to Rex's office. The door opened and Rex beckoned them in before closing the door on Bruce.

"Domina, I thought you were out of the game." He smiled, moving to sit behind his desk.

"Demons run when a good man goes to war." She replied and the blood drained from his face.

"What happened?" he asked.

"Dog," she tugged the leash, "Speak."

Drew bowed his head, "Rex Lupa, I must apologize." He said, "My former associate and I have not been honest with you."

Rex finally looked at Drew, "You helped bring in that big Irish bruiser." He said, "It sounds like his boyfriend's been having a lot of fun."

"That was the lie Rex Lupa, the man we brought here is not gay and he is not Master Barrett's boyfriend." Drew was trembling. "He belongs to Domina, but I didn't know that."

Rex's face, if it was even possible, got even paler. "Domina, I had no idea."

"I know Rex, I'm not here for you." She smiled coldly, "But I am here for the Poacher and I will deal with him."

"We were told he was Master Barrett's boyfriend with an abduction/rape fantasy." Rex said, "no one has been paying attention to the screams because we thought it was part of the roleplay."

"Is Master Barrett in the building?" she asked, using a very sarcastic tone with the term Master.

"I believe he's at the bar Domina." Rex said, shaking his head. "He and his accomplice here will be banned for life from Demon's Run after tonight."

"Thank you Rex." She smiled at him, "Can I get the duplicate key for Barrett's room?"

Rex handed over the key and nodded, "You do what needs to be done, I'll take out the trash when you're done."

"I'll probably need a wheelchair, which I'm guessing you have for the medical crowd?"

"Yes Domina." Rex replied, "I'll have one waiting for you."

Domina nodded and led her two men out of the office and to the bar. She saw Wade Barrett sitting and drinking a beer. His knuckles were scraped and bruised which caused her blood to boil. Without warning she walked up, grabbed Barrett by the head and smashed his forehead onto the bar.

"What the bloody hell?!" he hollered and the bartender walked over and froze when he saw her.

"Demons run when a good man goes to war." She repeated and he nodded, backing off.

"On your knees worm!" she growled, pulling Barrett off the stool by his hair.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" he yelled at her and froze when he saw Drew chained to her side and Hunter behind her.

"She is Domina," answered about ten people in the crowd.

"Domina?" Barrett questioned, "Domina who?"

"Just Domina." Hunter answered, "That's all you need know."

"Oh and you have something that belongs to me." She smiled sweetly, "And I'm here to get it back."

"I have nothing of yours." He sneered.

The backhand echoed and silence fell, Domina saw his split lip and smiled. "Lie to me again Barrett, I dare you."

"I have nothing of yours." He repeated, spitting blood on the floor next to her boot.

Domina sighed. "Hunter, take him center stage."

"Yes Domina."