Kate smiled, pulling the loose flannel shirt back over her shoulders. She looked out at the woods backing up the land of Levi’s house, wondering what all was hidden in them. It had only been a few weeks since they’d fought back the witches wanting to take her sister away, and Levi had proven himself to be trustworthy despite the fact that she’d been warned against his kind for the majority of her adult life.
The full moon shown bright in the night, the sky hardly cloudy. The fall winds started early this year, and Kate was grateful for the coolness. She pulled his shirt around her waist, trudging toward the woods and looking for Levi to come back from checking the perimeter. They hadn’t really spoken since their moment in the woods, her having shut herself in with Reagan as soon as she came home. But they needed to clear the air. She saw his form heading out of the woods, and so she smiled wide. “Hey there, stranger.”
Kate followed her older brother up the steps of the porch toward a nice white house. This was the third place they'd looked at since checking Craigslist, and Jackson hadn't been happy with any of them. Hell, they'd lived out of a van for over a decade, using magic to make the place beautiful and spacious. That was their lot in life, but at least they were resourceful. Now they had the chance to live in a house, in a place that was supposed to be living in. “What do you think, Big Brother? You like it, or should we just skip this and go get some tacos?” Kate flicked her wrist as the door opened gently before her.
Jackson sniffed the air and looked around. It smelled like, others. Not people like them, but something that wasn't human. In an odd way, the scent was refreshing. Not to be surrounded by people they had to hide from. Perhaps they could be open and practice well. He extended his hand to the man at the door, as it swung open. "Hello, pleasure to make your acquaintance. I'm Jackson, and this is my sister, Kate. We're here about the ad we saw on Craigslist. You were looking for someone to rent a room?"
Blair extended herself to her full height, eyes searching for Kate as she weaved through groups of other students. Despite how large the grounds were, during events it was obvious how quickly things got clogged. “Kate!” She yelled, spotting the other as she sped up her steps, arms waving. “Hey! I wasn’t sure I was gonna be able to find you. I’m glad I did. So, how goes it? Do you want to get something to eat? Or, I haven’t been on the Ferris Wheel yet, which I think could be fun.”
Having come home from work late, Kate snuck into Levi’s room. He hadn’t come to the club that night, and she wanted his attention more than anything. For the past few months, she’d been focused completely on making him fall for her like she had for him. She knew he wanted her, it was obvious from the way he looked at her every single time she passed by. The same look he had regardless of being home or being at the club and completely nude.
Of course, he already knew she was there. He knew she’d walked into the house, much less his room. Had to be those extra senses. She shrugged off her jacket, leaving her in nothing but a pair of shorts and a lace bralette. One knee pressed into his mattress, as the other rested on his other side as she straddled him. “I know you’re awake, Levi,” she whispered, her hand grazing his thigh.
Sunday afternoon, when Kate left Juno’s suite, she stopped by a supply room to search for a chastity belt for her bingo card. She’d given up on blacking out at this point and just wanted to get the easiest bingo she could now that she’d had Juno’s help with a role reversal scene. It took her a little while to find one, mostly because she was curious about all of the other toys she passed on the way, but when she did, she took it back to her room. She cleaned it thoroughly before putting it on, though she was sure it wouldn’t have been available if it weren’t clean. Better safe than sorry, though.
It was a little uncomfortable at first, but she eventually got used to the feel of the metal against her skin throughout the day. That night, it didn’t bother her in bed--she very rarely touched herself to begin with, and since her scene with Henri on Thursday, she’d had absolutely zero desire to do so. Perhaps the most uncomfortable part was when she showered Monday morning, the belt getting in the way and preventing easy drying.
She decided to wear a dress for comfort that day, not wanting to deal with tight pants holding the device even closer to her body. She chose a summery print and hoped that it wasn’t noticeable that she was wearing something underneath it. If it was, she didn’t hear anyone say anything. She was grateful once classes were over and she was able to escape back to her room to wait out the last hour or so before her time was up.
Tagging: @katelynhummel & a Dominant slave
Date: June 1, 2017
Location: Performing Arts Center
Summary: Kate’s first presentation, involving bondage and impact play.
Note: Done with a slave since her original partner left.
At precisely 2:30pm, Katelyn walked into the Performing Arts Center alongside the Dominant slave that had been assigned to her for this presentation after her original partner had had to leave the school. She stopped in the center of the room and knelt on the floor next to the slave as they had discussed. The hem of her dress barely skirted the floor as she settled in.
“What is your safe word?” the woman asked, looking down at Kate from above.
“Yellow to slow down and red to stop completely, Miss,” she recited obediently.
“And your limits?”
Kate kept her head bowed as she replied. She wasn’t fully comfortable with this woman, not like she’d been with her partners during Scene Week, but she would do what she had to do. “Anything sexual, full nudity, any permanent marks, and anything related to bathroom play, Miss.”
The woman gave a slight nod, though Kate couldn’t see it. “There is an array of toys on the table over there. Go choose a set of four cuffs and two different spanking implements and bring them back to me. You may stand and walk.”
“Yes, Miss,” Kate said quietly, standing up and going to find the items named. The cuffs were easy to grab, black leather with metal rings on them, and she ended up deciding on a riding crop and a small-ish wooden paddle, bringing them all over to the woman who was waiting for her.
“Set those things on the floor, and hold your hands out in front of you with the cuffs,” the woman instructed.
“Yes, Miss,” Katelyn replied, doing as she was told.
The woman took the cuffs and swiftly secured them around Kate’s wrists. “I am going to bind your wrists to your ankles next, and then we will go through three rounds of spanking: my hand over your dress, the paddle over your panties, and the crop on your bare skin. You may make any sounds you like, but you must stay upright. Do you have any questions?”
“No, Miss.”
“Remember your safe words. Now bend over.”
Kate did, and the woman quickly connected the four cuffs together, so that Katelyn was stuck bent in half, and she was fairly certain her dress just barely covered her ass in this position. She was glad that she’d had the foresight to wear flats that morning, because otherwise, keeping her balance would be difficult.
The spanking portion of the presentation seemed to both drag and go by far too fast. Being hit with the Domme’s hand didn’t hurt that much, most likely because there were two layers of fabric protecting her skin from the smacks. When the woman started to rub her hand soothingly over her ass, she knew that the next part of the presentation was coming up.
She felt her dress eased up over her ass but bunched at the waist so that it wouldn’t fall down over her head.
“Give me a color.”
Kate blinked, the order catching her off guard. “Oh, uh, green, Miss,” she said, speaking up toward the end to make sure the headmasters could hear it.
The slave didn’t give any indication she’d heard her beyond landing the paddle hard right on the center of her ass, the silky panties doing much less to keep the sting away than the cotton of her dress had done. Kate cried out in shock at the pain, but she didn’t have too much time to adjust before the paddle was landed again and again. She struggled to keep her balance as the pain intensified, and she was grateful when the paddling finally stopped.
“Color?”
“Green, Miss,” Katelyn replied again, more confident though her voice shook as she spoke.
Her panties were then slid down, over her hips and all the way down to her knees, but the slave left them there, the fabric a kind of extra bondage. Katelyn couldn’t see it, but she assumed that she had taken the crop up and was getting ready to hit her with it--and, yes, there it was.
This pain was different from the paddle, not least of all because it was directly against her skin. This was her first time being spanked without something between her body and the implement, and she briefly wished that it were with someone she trusted, but she didn’t have much time to think about anything but the pain. The slave clearly wasn’t holding back. Before long, Katelyn realized that there were actually tears falling down--up?--her face, and it was all she could do to maintain some of her composure and not sob full-out.
It seemed like this part of the spanking would never end, but it did, and the slave was quick to release Katelyn from the cuffs on her wrists and ankles as well as to redress her.
“You did very well, Katelyn,” she said, more kindness in her voice than there had been the rest of the day.
“Thank you, Miss.” She sniffed, though tried to stifle the sound, not wanting it to be obvious that she’d been crying.
“Thank the headmasters, and then come with me for some aftercare.”
“Yes, Miss,” she said before turning to the front of the room. “Thank you, Miss, and thank you, Sir.” She gave them each a little nod before the slave wrapped an arm around her shoulders and led her out of the room.
Friendly Neighborhood Spider|| Kate & Sam (Neighbors AU)
“Only interactions we’ve ever had have been casual nods to each other in the hallway but there’s a huge fucking spider in my bath tub and you seem like the friendly neighbor type please help me” AU
Sam had never had any real desire to “meet-and-greet” with her neighbors, not that first day when she climbed the ten flight of stairs with too many boxes to carry, or that first week when she was still ignoring knocks on the doors and offers to “get to know each other,” and certainly not five months later when she’d cut off all any attempts to be “neighborly” and now had certain labels associated with her name instead. It was too late for good will; the neighbors all thought she was a bitch, the lady next door didn’t make a good casserole, so even if Sam had tried to put in the effort, what would be the point? The only real redeeming part of the whole living situation was the three birds that always hung out on her windowsill, and the one girl down the hallway that had never tried to put a tuna casserole under Sam’s door--the one that smiled and nodded every time they passed in the hall and then kept to herself--the way, if Sam had anything to do with it, neighbors should be.
So when Sam woke up that morning, left her previous night’s “date” (if she was going to call it that, though a “mistake” seemed more accurate) in bed and went to take a shower only to find a spider roughly the size of her fist climbing up the faucet, her first thought was: I have to move. She was not going to wake the girl passed out face-first into her pillow to do the dirty work--that would install some sort of “trust” between them, and Sam couldn’t have that; she had no friends or family in the area to call; her neighbors hated her; and there was no way in hell Sam was going to touch that thing herself. And then spider moved, jumping from one end of the shower to the other, Sam screamed, and before she could go back to that safe space of “rational thought,” she had run straight out of the apartment in just a t-shirt and her underwear, ended up in front of “nice-nodding-girl’s” apartment door, and was knocking before she could think better of it.
It’s been a while since Ezra had a night to purely chill out. When he wasn’t with Cindy, he was working via FaceTime or doing school work or planning out his future. He’s been catching up on sleep since Cindy left which had left him feeling refreshed and waiting for a nice easy going day. The Billboard Music Awards were coming on tonight. His dad had arrived in Vegas last night so he felt it was an obligation to watch it along with the red carpet. Earlier in the day he had invited Kate over to watch it with him plus it’s been a while since they spent time together. When he heard the doorbell ring he hopped up and ran to answer it. “Kate! It’s been a while. Come on in.”
