It was just another night out when Lottie met her match in a bar.
Warnings: NSFW and despite being unfinished it’s pretty long.
Lottie tipped her glass and watched the last dregs of her drink roll from side to side at the bottom. She had been looking forward to the evening, a last chance to really let her hair down before school started back and she knew her final year was going to be hard work but the whole thing had been pretty much a bust. With her friends having gone off elsewhere she had declined to join them, preferring to stay where the vodka was good. Looking up the woman caught her eye again and Lottie sat up a little straighter as she stared for a moment or two longer than was considered polite before finishing off her drink.
Serena wasn’t interested in anything long term. Her work kept her out of the country more often than not. What she was interested in was the young woman toying with her drink at the bar. There was an air of restlessness about her that Serena found interesting and wondered what it would translate to in the bedroom. A small smile curled her lips as they locked eyes for a moment. Whispering a farewell to her friend, Serena rose and moved to the girl’s side, signaling the bartender to replenish the girl’s drink. “Here alone?”
Lottie glanced over just in time to see the gorgeous blonde stand up and she quickly turned her attention back to her empty glass, a smirk on her lips as she could see the shadow of the woman sit down beside her. “Not any more I hope,” she replied with a cheeky grin as her glass was lifted and a fresh one put in its place. “Thanks,” she added as she lifted the drink to her lips.
Oh, this one had fire. It was in her grin. “You’re welcome.” Serena had already reached her limit for the evening, preferring soberness when looking to fulfill her needs. “What brings you out tonight, hmm?”
“You mean apart from the excellent drinks selection that they have here? I was out with some friends but they chose to go on elsewhere and I didn’t fancy it. So now I’m just biding my time until I decide to leave or they throw me out. What about you?” Her eyes roamed over the woman’s figure without any attempt to hide her gaze though she did take a glance down just to check her short dress showed off her petite figure the way she liked and brushed her hair back from her face in a casual manner.
Serena leaned in a hair’s breath closer as if unable to hear the smaller woman well. “I was here with a friend as well. I travel quite frequently so I like to catch up when I can.” She glanced over to see Giovanni flirting with a beautiful young man. She smiled and gave him a knowing way before turning back to her own prey. “So what would convince you to leave, hmm?”
The scent of the woman’s perfume filled Lottie’s senses and she could barely stop herself drinking it in, the cherry on top of having the stunning stranger talk to her. Her gaze followed in the direction of the blonde’s but it wasn’t totally clear to Lottie who they were looking at and regardless she now only had eyes for one person in the bar. “To leave I would need to finish my drink and get a name but not necessarily in that order.”
“Fortunately for you, I have time and a name,” Serena drawled bringing her gaze back to the petite submissive. “Serena,” she said lightly, the tip of her finger grazing the submissive’s forearm. “And yours?”
Lottie’s eyes momentarily dropped to watch the delicate finger brush over her soft skin before her gaze returned the the beautiful woman’s face. “I’m Charlotte although I usually get called Lottie,” she replied. Her other arm reached for her glass again, now rather more eager to finish her drink than before. “Where are you thinking we leave to?”
“Why? Do you prefer it? Or do people assume a diminutive girl deserves a smaller name?” Serena rather liked Charlotte. Lottie seemed like a child’s name if she were honest. “Wherever you would be most comfortable. Though it would preferably have many flat, comfortable surfaces.”
Lottie didn’t attempt to stop the chuckle that left her lips at the question. “I’m usually in trouble if I get called Charlotte,” she replied with a smirk, her eyes glistening with mischief. Her smirk grew at the woman’s words and she leaned forward a little, “Flat and comfortable sounds like a lot of fun. Do you live nearby?” There was no way she could take anyone to her place, not without doing a sweep first to make sure there was nothing incriminating left lying out.
That smirk was what cinched the deal. “Then maybe we should look to correct that, Charlotte.” She drew out the name until it dripped like honey from her tongue. “I have a suite. It’s been some time since I had a residence in Verona. I assume that would suffice, hmm?” She licked her lips imagining the pretty little thing between her thighs or spread out on her bed, panting with want.
A shiver rippled down her spine hearing the way the woman said ‘Charlotte’. She wasn’t the first to call her by her full name of course but there was something about the way the domme said it that caused a reaction inside her. “A suite would work yes,” she agreed eagerly before telling herself to calm down. “You don’t live in Verona? Where are you from?” she asked.
Serena wasn’t oblivious to the effect she was having. “I am from Verona. Born here but my job takes me abroad so often it made no sense to maintain a residence. If my job should ever change or slow...then I suppose I might. But Verona is home, really.”
Lottie nodded at the response, “That would explain why we have never met before.” She downed the last of her drink and put the glass on the bar, “Well I believe I have a name and I have finished my drink.” She looked expectantly, “So lead the way.”
It was really a shame they’d never met before. Serena could imagine hanging on to this one for a time. A least for more than a night. Alas, a night is what she had. “Come then, darling,” Serena said, slipping off her stool and giving Lottie her hand. “The car is waiting.” She led the girl outside to the car she’d hired, opening the door for her to slide in. Settled in the back, long elegant fingers rested on Lottie’s thigh. “Safe word, limits.”
With a smirk Lottie reached forward and took the offered hand. She didn’t bother to ask if they were getting a cab or walking but hearing there was a car waiting was a nice treat. Her fingers wrapped around the domme’s until they reached the vehicle and she climbed in after the blonde and settled herself. Biting down on her lower lip as the woman’s hand rested on her thigh she could feel it was going to be a good night. “No permanent marks, pet play, age play or bathroom stuff and I use red to stop and amber to pause,” she replied. Leaning in she smiled, “But I love pain play, orgasm control and I should warn you I can be something of a brat.”
Serena used the tip of her fingernail to scratch up Lottie’s thigh. “You think I need warning? Darling, you’ve no idea who you are with,” she said, smirking, as her nail continued to scratch Lottie’s pale thigh. “Are you wearing underwear, pretty girl?”
Lottie laughed gently at the words but she made sure to roll her eyes at the blonde anyway. Her words did give the submissive a bit of confidence that the domme would not panic if she took a little brat turn. Swallowing as the elegant fingers rubbed against her bare skin, the brunette’s short dress riding up even further totally by accident and not because she wriggled in her seat to bring it up. “Would you like me to be wearing cute panties for you?” she asked with a grin before adding, “Yes but there’s not a lot to them. Would you like to see them?” The small silky garment barely covered her because there was always a chance of hooking up with someone.
That devilish grin was enough to make Serena want to bend the girl over her knee. But a spanking wasn’t a punishment, it was earned. “I would like for pretty little girls like yourself to answer questions when asked,” she purred leaning into to Lottie’s ear, breath ghosting over her skin. “Not answer them with another question. And you will call me Miss, are we quite clear, Charlotte,” she ordered, teeth capturing the brunette’s earlobe and tugging. “But yes, show me, pretty.”
Lottie couldn’t hold back the soft groan as the warm breath from the blonde’s lips brushed over her ear but it was the woman’s words that got her stomach churning in a fun way. “Quite clear,” Lottie moaned at the slight force against her skin though she made no attempt to actually use the woman’s title. Instead she let her fingers slip under the hem of her dress and edged it up the last little bit, taking her time to draw out the action until the soft green silk of her panties were on display.
“You like to tease, hmm?” Serena cooed, keeping her fingers where they were for the time being. “So do I pretty girl.” She moved back and removed her fingers, placing her hands in her lap. “Part your thighs, pretty,” she demanded, eyes trained on the brunette’s face. “What do you think about when you play with your pretty, little pussy, hmm? I wonder. What makes you wet? Do you imagine being on your knees, or do you see yourself on all fours, sweet little ass in the air while a paddle warms your backside?”
There was no question that Lottie wanted to see how far she could push any Dominant in that first hour or so, especially since it was clear she was going to be with this one for a few hours at least, or it seemed a lot of effort on the Domme’s part if she wasn’t. Her eyes widened momentarily as the blonde removed her hands and she felt a slight panic, had she gone too far already. She did have hope though that this one wasn’t going to just give up so soon and that hope was soon rewarded with the instruction to open her legs which she obeyed instantly as she tried to find a balance between behaving and pushing. It was the question though that made her excitement and anticipation build. She paused for a moment before her lip curled in amusement, “On all fours or even better bent over a bed or couch, my ass bare as a paddle turns it a lovely shade of deep pink. There’s nothing like knowing that I will feel it for days.”
Serena’s lips curled into a smirk at Lottie’s words. She did always love a submissive who wasn’t afraid to answer her questions in detail. “And I intend to find out exactly how lovely that shade looks on that cute little ass of yours,” Serena said, shifting a bit so that her body was turned towards Lottie. “Don’t move, good girl,” she purred. With slow precision, she traced her finger along the silky crotch of Lottie’s panties. “Your pleasure is mine tonight, pretty. Cum without permission and you will regret it.”
The look on Lottie’s face was half hidden by the darkness of the hour though the street lamps illuminated the grin as they moved through the city streets. She could feel excitement bubbling within her stomach as the blonde beauty confirmed that she would get what she wanted and it was even better as the domme added her restriction, though in truth Lottie would never dream of not asking for that. It didn’t mean she would ever let a Dominant know that. “Hmm, so tempting,” she purred without elaborating what she was referring to.
“Indeed you are,” Serena said, her light laugh betraying her amusement at the submissive’s words. She continued to run her finger over Lottie’s covered sex, as anticipation made her own grow damp. “Trust me, darling. If you are a good girl, you’ll feel the weight of my paddle or the sting of my whip. Disobey, and you won’t like the consequences. Pain is a gift. Not punishment.” To illustrate her point, she dragged her sharp nails over Lottie’s thigh. Finally, the car slowed and they were delivered to their destination. “When you get out, you will walk in front of me. That skirt of yours hiked to just below your ass. I want a nice view.Ser” Order given, she slid from the car and moved around the car to open Lottie’s door.
A shiver ran down Lottie’s spine as Serena’s words touched her needs perfectly. She loved a scene with someone who understood that pain was a pleasure and not always in punishment. There was a little part of her that did wonder what the blonde considered punishment but she also knew at that moment that she wouldn’t be pushing to find out, or not entirely intentionally. Laughing quietly at the order as the car slowed to a stop Lottie nodded, “You clearly have already checked out my ass, wait until you see it properly.” The smirk on her lips grew further as Serena climbed out as she spoke, wondering if the domme had indeed heard what she said. As her door opened though she climbed out and left her dress hitched up as instructed, not pausing until she reached the door.
Serena followed the young submissive, very much enjoying the view. She stopped close to Lottie as she paused, body nearly brushing hers as she reached around to open the door. “Very good girl,” she cooed. “I’m looking forward to seeing what else that mouth of yours is good at besides sass.” The words were light and teasing as the door swung open. “The elevator is to your right, darling.” She stepped in behind Lottie and followed her to the elevator. Once they were both on board and heading to the right floor, Serena turned and crowded Lottie against the wall, leg pressed firmly between her thighs. “Once in my suite you will strip immediately down to just these delightful panties of yours and stand in front of the sofa with your arms behind your back. I want you on display for my pleasure, pretty.” Serena leaned down and brushed her lips against the submissive’s. “Make sure to fold your clothing and remove your shoes. Please me and you’ll get a reward.” Her lips hovered over the submissive’s as she smiled devilishly.
The praise lifted her spirit and she looked right back at the woman as she spoke, “Oh I have amazing skill.” It didn’t take a moment until they were in the elevator and as the doors closed she was surprised to suddenly have the blonde standing over her. It did send pulses of anticipation through her body though. There was no question of what she was there for and she was delighted to receive such clear instructions before they even got out of the elevator. On display for Serena’s pleasure sounded like a fabulous idea to Lottie though she chuckled as the blonde added the requirement to fold her clothes. She resisted the temptation to roll her eyes, honestly more interested in getting her reward or at least being sure of getting at least one orgasm off the gorgeous woman, even if she did need to fold her clothes in order to get it.
The bell to the elevator sounded and Serena backed off the smaller woman. Giving Lottie her hand, she led her to the suite, waving the keycard in front of the security pad and letting them in. She immediately went to the bedroom area, after directing the girl to the living room. “Be quick, Charlotte. I’m more than a little anxious to see those delicious panties better.” In the bedroom, Serena changed, removing everything and donning a black silk robe. For effect, she slipped her stiletto’s back on, guaranteeing that she would tower over Lottie.
Lottie followed the woman into the apartment and soon found herself standing in the stylish living room. The warning amused her but the blonde was gone again before she could say anything so the petite submissive started to strip, folding her clothes as she went and leaving them in a pile at the side. With her shoes paired next to them and just her panties left she wandered into the middle of the room. Her hands clasped behind her back she looked around the room, admiring a particularly curious picture on the wall as she waited.
Serena reentered the room quietly, moving behind the petite form to admire her pert ass in the green panties. Standing close, she ran her fingernails over her shoulder blades. “Aren’t you the prettiest thing,” she drawled. She placed a kiss at the nape of Lottie’s neck as she drew a finger down the girl’s spine to the waist of her panties. Moving again, she stood in front of the girl, and drew the silk belt from her robe and let it fall open. “Any requests before I decide what to do with you, pretty? Last chance.”
There was no doubt in Lottie’s mind that the blonde was stunning and she was very much looking forward to seeing more of the woman but standing there virtually naked was starting to bore her. Suddenly she felt the dragging feeling down her back, jumping slightly at the feeling. The kiss made her almost made her purr and she was excited to lose her panties but then the domme stopped. Next moment Serena was standing in front of her and Lottie pushed out her bare breasts automatically. Her eyes widened in delight as the blonde undid the belt and she got her first look at the woman’s bare skin. “No, I think anything will be good,” Lottie replied with a smirk as she continued to let herself drink in the woman’s fabulous figure.
Serena very much planned on removing that smirk from Lottie’s face. The petite girl would look quite lovely with tears staining those fair cheeks. She stepped closer and took the submissive’s chin between elegant fingers. “Good girl,” she said with a smile before closing the distance between their lips. The kiss was nothing like the gentle touches previous. It was far dirtier and demanding. “Bend over the back of the sofa, hands behind your back still and display that pert little ass.”
Lottie’s grin grew at the praise and her eyes widened as the woman came closer. She half expected to get told to kneel since it seemed to her all Dominants wanted that. The kiss was a surprise but she soon embraced it. There was no softness or question in it and in truth it would easily have had her dropping to her knees for more of that. As they parted she took a deep breath, drinking in the scent of the woman in front of her and laughing at the instruction. “You really like my ass,” she chuckled as she obeyed the order. She was more than happy to show off her ass to the gorgeous woman.
Serena laughed, a bright sound that didn’t match her intentions at all. She withdrew for a moment to grab a thick belt. She wished she’d thought to bring toys but that was too much luggage. “I’ll like it even more in a moment,” she said, setting the belt in Lottie’s view while picking up the silk belt of her robe to bind the girl’s wrists together. “There,” she said, admiring her work before picking the best back up. She doubled it over and stroked the girl’s ass with the leather. “I’m positive you don’t get nearly enough of this, do you pretty?” The first stroke was light and teasing. Testing Lottie’s tolerance.
Lottie expected to feel her panties pulled down and her ass rubbed, what she got was her wrists tied together and that made her smile more. Spotting the belt she changed her idea of what she was about to receive and simply the thought of a spanking got her even wetter. “Hmm, feels good,” she purred at the gentle feel of the leather against her ass. “Why would you think that? Spanking is fun though,” she added before she gasped lightly at the first stroke. It was way too gentle for what she enjoyed but at least it was a start. “I hope that’s not all you’ve got,” she couldn’t stop herself blurting out in challenge.
Serena was not a bit surprised by Lottie’s mouth. The girl’s sass was part of her appeal after all. She drew back and let the belt catch the top of one bare thigh, significantly harder than the first blow. “I think that because far too many Dominants do not enjoy a challenge.” She chuckled darkly as she used her foot to nudge Lottie’s legs apart. Serena dragged the loop of leather over the crotch of Lottie’s soft panties before swatting her several times in quick succession, each harder than the first. “Challenge me again and you’ll be sitting in a corner with your nose pressed to the wall while you listen to me pleasure myself.”
A loud gasp left her lips as the leather belt made firm contact with her bare skin and there was no doubt that was going to bruise. Of course that only served to make Lottie enjoy herself even more. Her legs parted and the brunette would have loved to reach down and touch herself, the tingling feeling of her core making her want some intimate attention even more. Tugging lightly at the restraint holding her wrists together she knew it wasn’t going to happen but as if reading her mind the domme ran her belt over the same area resulting in a moan from the needy submissive. The sudden spanks however told her she wasn’t getting contact soon and her eyes began to water a little as the intensity of each smack increased. It was the blonde’s words that nearly had her on her knees though. Someone who not only challenged Lottie but knew how to get her to behave and wasn’t scared to stand up to her. There was no way she was going to lose the chance to be the one pleasuring the woman, no matter how good she had to be to do it and the only thing she uttered in response was, “Sorry Miss.”
Serena smiled wickedly to herself. It was one thing to dominate a submissive. It was quite another to dominate one with as strong a will as Lottie. It was a rush. “Good girl,” she whispered, bending to trail kisses along the girl’s spine. Straightening again, she slipped the girl’s panties down so they bared her ass but stayed in the middle of her thighs. More swats followed until her pale skin was glowing red and Serena’s own thighs were slick with her desire for the petite submissive. Finally, she dropped the paddle and ran her hands over Lottie’s heated skin.
Her lips parted with a long breath as she felt the movement down her spine. Tingles followed the trail and Lottie was well aware she was sinking deep into her subspace. Her teeth dug into her lower lip as she could feel her panties being peeled down but the fact they weren’t fully removed was somehow more elicit and she would not have been surprised if her inner thighs were sticky with her own juices by now. Without another word being spoken the spanking began again and she was soon crying tears from the pain but also from the pleasure. Her body was alight and she was in a haze of desire and need. By the time she felt the soft hands run over her skin Lottie was in a daze and the Domme’s words were the only thing she could focus on.
Serena was more than pleased with Lottie’s reactions. Her fingers slipped between Lottie’s folds and she drew in a sharp breath at how wet the girl was. Her fingers teased, slipping between slick folds to absently rub her clit. “So pretty and so greedy. Such a wet little pain slut you are,” she cooed, playing with the girl’s cunt. She finally withdrew her hand, helped the girl to stand, the tips of two fingers settling on the submissive’s bottom lip. “Taste yourself, greedy. And thank me for making you drip.”
Lottie let out a soft moan as the woman’s fingers slipped between her thighs and she finally got some real contact where she wanted it most. However it was the words that sent her reeling. Something about being called pretty, greedy and a slut altogether just fed right into what she needed at that moment and combined with the swirling fingers on her sensitive bud she just didn’t want it to end. When Serena placed her fingers against Lottie’s lips the submissive reached out her tongue and licked them clean, her eyes never leaving the domme’s as she did. Only when she felt she had cleaned off every drop of her own essence did she smirk, “Thank you for giving me so much attention you left me dripping.” Her gaze broke off at that point to trail down the exposed flesh the domme had on display and with her own taste on her lips Lottie knew what she wanted to taste next but she was also deep enough in the headspace to know it wasn’t her choice.
Serena’s smile was both satisfied and predatory as Lottie did exactly as she requested. “Such a good girl. You deserve a reward, don’t you?” She put a finger under Lottie’s chin and tipped it up for a seductive kiss. “Come pretty girl, I want to see you on your knees. Kneel in front of the sofa for me.” She moved to sit on the sofa, letting her legs part so that the girl could see for herself exactly how eager she was. “Now, how will we reward you, hmm? Do you want to come or do you want to make your Miss come?”
Sinking quickly into the kiss Lottie let the moment build and as they separated she drew a deep breath. There was no hesitation in her movements and quickly sank to her knees in front of the gorgeous blonde, her eyes easily moving up to meet her eyes again. The choice was a surprisingly easy one and her eyes glistened, not just with the remainder of her tears, as she spoke, “I want to taste you Miss.”
Serena grinned wickedly, more than pleased with the girl’s response. “Good girl,” she purred, legs dropping open further as she relaxed into the sofa. “Go on then, pretty girl...show me what you can do.” Serena wasn’t about to let the girl go without making her scream but delaying her pleasure was part of the fun.
Shuffling forward with a look of delight Lottie took a deep breath, taking in the Domme’s scent of want. Glancing up momentarily, eyes sparkling she leaned forward and ran her tongue along the woman’s slit, slowly savouring the taste. As much as she wanted her own attention she wasn’t going to rush this and so she repeated the action finishing at Serena’s clit and licking over the bud just once before starting at the bottom again.
Serena’s hand reached out to slip her fingers into Lottie’s soft hair. It was a light touch, letting her know she was there. She let her eyes slip closed as the girl’s tongue slid through her wetness. A low moan slipped from her lips, her only concession that Lottie was doing well.
The soft sound spurred Lottie on and she focussed her attention on the raised bud. Licking her tongue round and over it, glee evident in her movements as she wanted to draw more of that gentle sound from the woman in front of her. Lottie lifted her hand and pushed one, then quickly two fingers into her tight channel determined to work her up fast now.
The submissive was obviously enjoying her task, something that only increased Serena’s enjoyment as well. As the girl’s slim fingers entered her, her grip on her hair tightened. “Mmm, fuck yes, pretty girl,” she groaned out, as arousal sent another rush of wetness to her core. “Look so good between my thighs, pretty. Can’t wait to see what you look like with my come on your pretty face.”
The Domme’s words drew a low, needy moan from the petite submissive. Her ass was burning as she knelt, the abused skin pressing against her thighs and her own pussy was tingling with need but Lottie had no question in her mind that she wanted the blonde’s juices all over her face before she took her own pleasure. Burying her face even deeper between the woman’s folds Lottie swirled her tongue in patterns, repeating the action each time she sensed a reaction of any sort. Her fingers began to set a more regular rhythm as a third one joined and began to curl deep inside in hope of finding even better ways to draw out the Domme’s pleasure.
“Haha that’s definitely the right answer! And as it’s my birthday it’s also your round but we’re having nothing below doubles all night. I don’t get to go crazy much any more so I need to make the most of it!”
“Jeez, if I had known I was paying for this much alcohol I would have kept saved the money I spent on a gift for you,” Lottie complained, though her grin showed it wasn’t real. Handing over a box she watched to see if Rosaline liked her present (2).
“It’s surprisingly easy,” Mateo replied, smile still on his face. Since his meltdown in front of Elle, he’d decided to stay away from alcohol for a long time. It’d been nothing but trouble for him for the past year anyway. “Seems like every time I get to drinking, I get in trouble, so…” he gave the other submissive a wink, playing off his words as just a joke. “But I’m glad you get to enjoy the free alcohol at least.”
Lottie laughed out loud at his admission. “Surely that’s half the fun, getting in trouble and seeing where it leads. Most of my best nights have come from that.” It wasn’t totally true, some of her best nights but also plenty of bad ones too. Still Lottie wasn’t one for sense and truth, not when elaborating made things sound so much more fun. “I might have to go and get another drink when I get back, I’ll have some of your share since you’re not drinking,” she told him with a wink.
“Abso-fuckin-lutely. Then who knows I’ll be stuck talking to?” He replied promptly instead of rising to her teasing. “After works too. Not planning on seeing who you can pull at an event like that, or not trusting that it’ll be worth it? If you’re thinking of coming back to me.”
“Yeah, because given my height it’s so likely there will be loads of mermaids that barely come up to your chin at the party,” she chuckled, shaking her head. “It’s going to be a stuffy party if the Romanos I have met are anything to go by.” She bit her lip for a moment as the thought of Alessia and all they had done together and Livy and their shared love of coffee but she quickly shook them from her mind. “ I can’t imagine there’s going to be great pickings for a night of wild action so coming back to you seems like a better option. At least I know you’ll give me breakfast.”
She sighed wistfully at the idea of being able to climb around again without any pain or difficulty. Emery smiled as she held the box that the other had handed over to her. “Thank you. I appreciate your help.” Hugging the box to herself with her good arm she gave the other female a smile. “Let’s hope that I’m able to do that sooner rather than later, although I’m afraid I’ve got some weeks yet.”
“You are welcome,” Lottie grinned as she returned to her own shopping. “Well if you need anything from a high shelf in the next few weeks and see me then feel free to yell. I’m always more than happy to bend the rules and go climbing.”
“You could come and show off for me before you go? Way better than seeing you in the middle of a shit ton of strangers,” he asked hopefully.
“Scared you won’t be able to identify me among all the masks?” she teased. “I could come first or I could come back after and have a drink with you and let you see my dress then. You could make me breakfast in the morning to fight off the hangover I intend to have.”
Mateo’s eyes widened a bit. “Oh… oh no, not all of it,” he said quickly. “Just the security piece. I was just recently given the job so I’m trying real hard not to screw things up tonight. So long as everyone gets home safe, I’ll count it as a win.”
“Ah, well congratulations then. I think with all the food, wine and entertainment everyone is having a good time which makes it easier to shuffle people off home. Is it not really hard having to stay sober when there is so much free alcohol sloshing around?” she asked with a grin at the end.
The way Lottie’s eyes widened indicated to Alessia that she had not in fact mentioned her previous relationship to the submissive, but thinking back on it the pair had been far too busy having a lot of fun every time they had met up for the likes of exes to ever be brought up. She waited patiently for the question to come which was clearly forming in the submissive’s mind, so much so she could almost hear the cogs whirring but the alcohol won and Lottie laughed instead. Alessia made a mental note to ask what the question could have been next time she saw Lottie sober, she was genuinely curious to hear what the other girl’s thoughts were. “You always look stunning,” she returned easily and changed tact slightly, her caring side kicking in as her thoughts of something being ‘off’ refused to wane. She placed a finger under Lottie’s chin and gently tilted the girl’s head up so their eyes met. The she slowly leaned in closer as she spoke. “But if incoherent babbling is what you’re aiming for maybe you should reconsider your chosen partner? Maybe consider someone you know can thoroughly deliver what you need?”
Lottie shook her head as if to clear the mass of confusion and focused back on drinking. Her lips curled into a smile at being told she always looked good and she began to preen a little. Her glazed eyes catching those of the man she had been talking to just as Alessia turned her attention back to her. “I think we’ve established what it is I want and need tonight.” Something was niggling her about the way the domme was speaking but she just couldn’t put it together and shrugged it off after a moment. Downing the last of her drink she shrugged, “Thanks for the drink, I’ll see you later no doubt.”
Mateo raised his brows as he watched her trying to walk in the dress. “That looks like some kinda torture,” he said with a smirk. Of course, his own girlfriend’s dress didn’t look that much more comfortable to him. “Sorry about no sign… like I said, someone should’ve been there. It’s a big place too, I know it’s confusing..”
“It’s actually surprisingly comfortable, it’s just not easy to walk in,” she chuckled as she shuffled along. “You in charge of all this of something?” she asked as he spoke about the staffing again.
The reaction from Lottie caused Livy to laugh in a way she could not even attempt to hide. She let it happen and placed her cup down also. “You shall have no competition from me. I am not a fan of the attention dressing up brings. Though if you are going all out I feel I should warn you sparks and fire shall not be allowed into the building.” She laughed again. “Do you have the outfit already planned out?”
“Aw c’mon, you need to put a bit of effort into it. But no, I think after last year no one would appreciate any fire related costumes.” Lottie grinned, her eyes sparkling, “I was thinking something fitted and I have seen some mermaid dresses which would work. Do you think you could see me as a mermaid?”
“Wrong side of the hall,” Mateo replied, nodding back toward the double doors. “Sorry - there shoulda been someone posted here.” His security team wasn’t exactly showing the promise he hoped that it would. “Here… you can follow me and I’ll take you back.”
“Even a sign would have been helpful,” she pointed as she began to follow the man. “Go slowly though, this mermaid dress wasn’t exactly designed for sprinting in!”
“Ahh so it really is a drink until you pass out night for you isn’t it gorgeous. I’m pretty sure you’ll need a lot of sleep to recover from this one so I guess its a good thing you’re only planning for a quick fuck.” Alessia kept her tone light and her flirtatious smirk firmly in place but she spotted the slight waiver in Lottie’s tone. “What make you say that?” She asked with a laugh. “I was in a very committed monogamous relationship for a long time y’know.” She paused for just a moment, now that she mentioned it she wasn’t sure how much of her past she had shared. “I fall firmly into the camp of the one wanting to do the filling and using but I share the sentiment. And you already know I love to push you until it’s all too much and you can’t think any more. You’re at your most beautiful when you’re incoherently babbling and completely spent.”
Lottie simply shrugged at the observation. She wasn’t out to think too hard about anything, just be in the moment. Her eyes widened though as Alessia mentioned her relationship. Lottie had to admit she was surprised by that. The domme had never really struck her as someone who stayed around for too long or committed for that matter so it was surprising to hear that not only had she been in a long relationship but a monogamous one at that. Tipping her head she paused her drinking for a moment, staring at the dark haired domme but she couldn’t quite formulate the question which was floating around her mind. Perhaps that was for the best though, she didn’t want to think tonight. Laughing at the remark about her beauty the submissive took another drink and laughed, “I’m going to look totally stunning tonight then, incoherent babbling sounds like where I am aiming for.”
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