AFTER LEAVING THE GELATERIA they walked back to his car, parked in the same area that just
a few days ago, had filled with a long line of movie production trucks. And from the neat
line of orange pylons set up along the stretch now, there was no question that another
production unit was on its way in. But Lisa wasn’t concerned with that as she sensed that
this was where the night was really going to begin. A light dusting of snow was coming
down now and while it seemed a little milder than when they entered Soleferino, the air
was still crisp with winter coldness.
“Take off your coat and put it in the back seat.” James suddenly commanded her as he
opened the passenger door. Then, cursorily glancing around to ensure that there was no
one close by, “now, stand up against the car, hands on the roof,” he continued as though
he was ordering a criminal he had just arrested, as he whipped out his pair of handcuffs.
“Lisa Mayne a.k.a. Slave Callisto, you’re being detained on the charge that you’re
desperately in need of discipline which will be administered through bondage and flogging.
You have the right to use a safe word if any of the treatment administered to you becomes
too harsh or unbearable. And from this point on throughout the rest of the night, you
have the right to address me as Master James.”
While a hint of a smile played about her lips at the way he creatively transposed the
Miranda to suit the situation, wordlessly, she shook her head and obeyed. She chose not
to tune in to see what James was like as a dominant. Therefore, she had no clue except
that he seemed very creative so far. Her last Dom had expected total silence and head
bowed kind of respect once he issued the first command of a D&S session. She had been
trained as such and therefore, her response was now automatic, silent obedience.
The cold crispness of the night and the chill that shot though her hands as she
momentarily rested them on the car roof, along with the humiliation of being on the
receiving end of the cop treatment, produced a not unexpected feeling of eroticism within
her. Oh dear, was she ever ready at this point as her groin was beginning to tingle and
her nipples hardened under her the leather corset which she wore under her silk dress, as
he pulled her hands down behind her and slapped his handcuffs on, locking them a little
more tightly than usual so that the metal fit securely against her wrists. Lisa thought
that she was going to orgasm at that moment when she felt the cold steel on her wrists.
She couldn’t help wondering then if the people she arrested often felt just a touch of
that same erotic thrill when she slapped the handcuffs on them.
James then gently pushed her down into the passenger seat, closed the car door then
walked around the front, all the while his eyes smouldering intently on her sitting
imprisoned in the passenger seat. As he got into the driver’s seat, Lisa sensed that
Master James the Dom, was fully present now and she thought that he wanted her to be
quiet. However, he didn’t say so as he started the car and pulled away from the curb.
In the review mirror on the door Lisa spied a dark coated figure move to the spot the
car had just vacated, and placed two orange pylons in it. Blushing in the dark, she
wondered with sinful delight if the faceless dark coated figure had been an unseen witness
to the start of her bondage night games with Detective James McGuinn.
“They can be such a pain in the ass sometimes when they’re securing those parking
spots.” He commented dryly also seeing the figure placing the pylons. “But they’re just
trying to make a living like everybody else, and really, I’ve got a soft spot for them.
And yes, he or she more than likely witnessed our little role play back there.” In the
flash of light from a car coming in the opposite direction, Lisa noticed a nefarious smile
on his face as she glanced at him.
“What? No response? I didn’t say you couldn’t speak. You just need to remember to
address me correctly when you do.” James said softly, but the tone of command was still
there in his voice as well as in his total manner and posture now.
“I wasn’t sure Master James, if I was allowed to speak…”
“Good girl. You do learn fast. Anyway, I’m not like your last Dom, who I suspect,
expected total acquiescence and silence. However, you’ll do well to know up front, not to
test my patience. When I issue a command, I like it followed immediately to the tee.”
“Very well, I’ll remember that Master James.” She responded, but her slave training was
too deeply ingrained and she found that she found herself remaining silent for the rest of
the trip to which she assumed was his place, as he turned left on Richmond Street after
going north on Jarvis, and proceeding westbound.
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