Chapter 2: Trial Number One
I smile at her. "I'd love nothing more than that." I pour myself a glass of wine. And we make our way over to the couch.
Maura's POV:
As we are sitting on the couch talking I am going through different scenarios in my head of how I can test the boundaries of her submissive traits. I can't scare her because I don't want her first thought about it to be fear. I don't want her to fear me.
"Are you alright Maur?" She asks me.
"Yes I apologize. I have many thoughts in my head."
"You can talk to me, you know?" She tilts her head at me and smiles. I am going to start with a series of questions.
"Let's play a drinking game. I heard Susie speaking to the other techs about a drinking game she played in college."
"Okay what's it called?"
"I have no idea but when she was explaining it. It is a mix between truth or dare and 21 questions with shots."
"Sounds like we are getting drunk tonight."
"That's the plan." I smile at her,
I grab shot glasses and the liquor from the cabinet. And sit down closely to Jane on my couch. "You can go first Jane."
"Okay, What's a guilty pleasure that no one else in the world knows about you?"
"I see we are starting strong. Okay I have a couple but one of them is I actually have someone who privately makes me weed edibles so when I have a bad week I will have some of my edibles when I take a weekend off to find some peace and serenity."
"Wow Chief Medical Examiner for the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, admitted to an officer of the law that she eats pot. I better call the media." Jane laughs.
"Considering it's legal and they won't find any in my system right now. Feel free, And yes I do eat marijuana. And If you wanted to eat some edibles this weekend I would be willing to share. Now you have to take a shot because I answered the question/did the dare so the person daring or asking has to drink." She pours herself a shot.
"Okay Jane, Tell me did you ever experiment in sex with someone of the same gender?"
"I have actually, when I was in the police academy another female cadet like myself and we got close and both had expressed interest in understanding their sexuality so we experimented together."
I pour myself a shot and raise an eyebrow in her direction. "Okay Maura, do you have a type or is there something that draws a person to be attracted to you?"
"I like people with flexibility within themselves. I prefer to be dominant in the bedroom in a very literal sense. And in other areas I like to be flexible in that role. The people I occupy my time with are people who fulfill my needs in the sense of control, passion, pleasure. However none of these people are people I could see myself loving." I see her take a ling sip of her beer and then pour herself a shot.
"I have a follow up question if thats okay." She's on the hook. Let's see how far we can get this to go.
"Absolutely Jane, you know I would never lie to you. For you I am an open book,"
"You said that you like to be dominant in the bedroom literally, so you take home men that like to be dominated by a woman?"
"Sometimes men and sometimes women. Sexuality is fluid for me. Men find me through other men I have helped."
"Helped?"
"Yes helped, when someone can release their judgements and their biases and ask for what they want and need it can be a very freeing emotional experience. Men that find women attractive but want to be penetrated by a woman. Or causing pleasurable pains through whatever means they find pleasurable to them. Some men and women like spanking, rules, nipple clamps, or edging."
"Wow. I have never even thought about anything like that."
"Okay so it's my turn. Do you find any of that intriguing?"
"Well I definitely am not having sex so it doesn't really come to mind often. However, I could never say I would never try anything like that but something about it being with a man definitely not be something I could see."
As I take a shot I look over at her. "So you would be willing to try to be submissive with a woman?"
"I could say that. I just find with men within this job I find that when they want to take over all control that it could only end up badly."
"I understand. I find that also to be true." I sip on my glass of whine.
"I know I am definitely feeling the alcohol because I usually find this line of conversation uncomfortable. However it's not in this moment." She's chuckling and it is so beautiful.
"I am glad. I don't talk about it much with people I care about because I don't like the preconceived notions that I only enjoy this because I am a control freak. I do enjoy the power the most rewarding thing I can get out of it is helping someone give up the control that burdens them on a daily basis."
"What do you mean by that? I don't want to intrude but could you explain?"
"Of course Jane. I had a gentleman and he was a fire chief in another state but we met at a conference for creating new protocols on burn victims to help healing and lessen the pain during debridement. He was making these decisions all day and on his time off he was still doing important things. When we sat down for a drink after the conference there was a way to tell some things about someone. He was searching in our conversation for validation from me. That is a first tell tale sign. Then it came down to the end of the evening when he should've asked me if I wanted to go back to my hotel room. He was waiting for me to ask. So I did. And when we got back up to my hotel room. And when we get there is when I am usually the turning moment for someone who seeks this release of control from me."
