The Adam & Eve Trilogy

Chapter Five-4

Stephen looked at Laura and smiled. Laura returned the smile.

“Oh, Williamson is available for a meeting. Fifteen minutes? We’ll make it. And before I forget, I’ve got to cash in the two personal days I’ve accrued. I know its last minute, but I need off Friday and Saturday night. I know you’re short staffed, but something’s come up. And just in case you’re thinking of firing me, we’d love to throw in a wrongful termination suit. See you in a minute.”

Stephen hung up.

“What’s going on?”

“Did you take improv classes in college?”

“Yes, I loved them. I never had more fun.”

“Come on, Laura. Let’s go have some fun.”

Stephen and Laura entered the opulent office of Williamson. The owner of the club was seated behind his large maple executive desk, flanked by Firmin standing nearby. Williamson noticed Laura’s eyes drift over to the mirror mounted on the brick wall and the O-rings attached above it. They locked eyes, both remembering their shared moment of pleasure. Then Williamson made eye contact with Stephen.

He doesn’t know about us. She hasn’t told him.

“Welcome back, Laura,” Williamson said, a sly smile creasing his lips.

“Nice office, Mr. Williamson,” Stephen commented.

“So what are you two little lovebirds up to? Are you suing me, Laura?” Williamson asked.

“It’s very simple, Mr. Williamson. I’ve got a proposal to make. It’s a win-win for A and E and for us. We settle our lawsuit between ourselves, no lawyers; you give us the 11:00 time slot, tomorrow night,” Stephen said.

“What? The primetime show? How amusing. I’ve got a packed house here tomorrow. What are you going to do, Stephen, hold a Revival Meeting?” Williamson asked.

“We’re going to do a Dom Sub show,” Stephen replied.

“You’re the parking attendant,” Williamson said.

“Excuse me, Miss…?” Firmin said.

“Call me, Laura,” Laura said, smiling.

“I see the wedding ring on your finger. If you don’t mind my asking, are you married, Laura?” Firmin asked.

“We’d actually prefer to keep Laura’s husband out of this, if you don’t mind? We have kind of a sexy “Bridges of Madison County” thing going on,” Stephen said.

“Loved that book! Did you see the movie?” Laura asked.

“Loved it!” Stephen agreed.

Stephen and Laura looked at Williamson and Firmin, waiting for their response.

“You guys should really get out more,” Stephen quipped.

“I’ve been rather busy, but I shall purchase the DVD, if it comes so highly recommended,” Williamson replied, staring at Laura.

“I’m doing you a favor, Mr. Williamson. I know Tiana is home sick with the flu; Belle’s got that little STD again, thanks to our Dungeon Master. Cindy is going away for the weekend; Faline has her kid this weekend. I overheard Mr. Firmin calling around to book in an act, last minute, that’s going to cost you. I’ll tell you what. We’ll do the show for free. That’s a house take of $50,000 on the tables alone, you can pocket the 25% performer’s fee, and we’ll keep the tips.”

“No matter how much I’d like to see our pretty Laura up on my stage, I don’t usually allow young ladies to perform without undergoing several rather thorough training sessions with me. The reputation of the club is at stake,” Williamson said.

“The club’s reputation is at stake either way. As well as you’re other businesses. A lawsuit would...” Stephen said, interrupted by Williamson.

“Your lawsuit would never be heard in court. Laura and I both know our little tête-à-tête yesterday was clearly consensual, wasn’t it, Laura? Not to mention Laura signed a consent form minutes before you interrupted us,” Williamson said.

“Whether she signed a form or not, I’m prepared to testify against you in court of what I saw. All we want is a chance to perform together tomorrow night and we will make this lawsuit go away.”

“Why are you doing this, Laura?” Williamson asked.

“Laura and I...” Stephen started.

“I was asking the lady,” Williamson interrupted.

“I... want… this... It’s been a while since I’ve been up on stage and I want another chance,” Laura said.

“This isn’t a production of “The Little Mermaid”, Laura. This is a hardcore s*x show. Do you think you’ll be ready to perform, completely exposed, in an intimate s****l manner, in front of all those people?” Williamson asked.

“She’ll be ready,” Stephen answered.

“Laura, the show is twenty four hours from now,” Firmin said.

Laura was silent as Williamson and Firmin stared at her.

“Then you’ll be hearing from our lawyers. Come on, Laura,” Stephen said, grabbing Laura’s arm and turning to go.

“Wait. I didn’t say no. In fact, I’ll agree to it, and not due to your ridiculous and baseless lawsuit, but because I think seeing Laura on stage will be incredibly sexy... for me. But I do have a few conditions…” Williamson said.

“What are they?” Stephen asked.

“The girl is in, but you’re out. I’m sorry, but we need an experienced Dom for this one,” Williamson said.

“I’m not appearing on stage without my costar, Stephen,” Laura pronounced.

“He’s not a Dom,” Williamson said.

“He’s my Dom,” Laura replied.

“Thank you, Laura,” Stephen smiled.

“Alright. But Laura stays with me tonight to prepare her for the show,” Williamson said.

“No, I’m not comfortable with anyone other than Stephen training me,” Laura said.

“Alright then. Though I do have my reservations, perhaps it will be amusing. Meet me at least an hour before the show tomorrow night to arrange the lighting, props you need, and set pieces. Write an intro for Firmin to read. Have fun with your training, Laura,” Williamson said, smiling at Laura.

Laura silently returned his smile.

“Thank you, Mr. Williamson for the opportunity. You won’t be disappointed, I promise,” Stephen said.

Stephen booked a three night stay at the Sheraton in downtown Los Angeles. They entered their beautiful plush suite. Stephen put their bags on the couch and they looked around the room, glancing out of the windows at the view of the city lights. Stephen closed the curtains.

“Do you like the room, Laura?”

“It’s beautiful, but I feel so guilty. You spent over $750 on our room, Stephen.”

“I want this to be a special memory for us.”

“You didn’t have to spend...”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s my pleasure. Shall we get started?”

“Yes, I’m very excited to be here with you, but before we start, I have to be honest with you. After thinking a lot about this, I’ve decided to go back to my husband and try again to work on my marriage. So after Saturday I can’t ever see you again, Stephen.”

“But Laura… that… that’ll be hard for me.”

“I’m sorry, but I have to go back to him. He deserves more from me than I’ve been giving him. Could you promise that if I give you this time with me, you’ll let me go on Saturday?”

“Ok. I promise. I’ll have two nights and three days to remember for the rest of my life. I’ll take that.”

“Then I will… starting right now… put myself in your hands and give myself over to you completely until we part on Saturday.”

“Great, let’s begin… Our relationship is based on trust. Do you trust me, Laura?”

“I do trust you.”

“If we do this right, the further we go in our training, the more that will be asked of you, the closer we will become, and the more and more you will learn to trust me. If you give yourself over to me completely, I promise you that you’ll put the awful memory of what happened to you in college behind you, and you’ll never be troubled by it again.”

“I don’t see how that’s possible.”

“Trust me and be completely honest with me and with yourself and it will happen.”

“I’ll try, Stephen.”

“Now when you first saw Belle’s show on Tuesday, you had a lot of complicated feelings, but what was the most overpowering feeling you had that night, Laura?”

“I’m ashamed to admit it.”

“I know. Just tell me.”

“I was aroused.”

“That’s right.”

Stephen placed his hand directly over Laura’s s*x. Laura closed her eyes and did not resist his touch.

“You were aroused, you were wet and aroused, seeing the pretty Belle feeling the pleasure and pain of submission. And you wanted it too.”

“I did. I do. I want this.”

“So do I, Laura. So do I.”

Stephen began to arrange the items he brought for Laura’s training on the bed.

“You come to me of your own free will, Laura?”

“I do, Stephen.”

“Don’t be ashamed. Don’t be ashamed to admit what is truly inside you.”

“I’m not ashamed.”

Stephen stared deeply into Laura’s vulnerable, trusting eyes, holding her face in his hands. His demeanor and posture changed. He held his spine more erect, with his chin up, speaking hypnotically to her. His voice was more resonant, commanding and masculine. Laura felt the warmth of Stephen’s hands pass into her pale cheeks, his blood pulsing under his skin. She began to feel dizzy and light-headed, as if she was slipping into something dark, warm, pleasant and unknown.

“Look at me directly in my eyes… Submit to me. Submit to me. Submit to me,” Stephen whispered, lulling Laura into a calm, trance-like state.

“First, before we begin, please choose a safe word. A safe word will bring your training to a stop if you feel too afraid or the pain becomes too intense. What will be your safe word?”

“I choose… Sleeping Beauty.”

“That’s interesting. Why that name?”

“My God-given birth name was Aurora, from the children’s fairy tale, which I changed to Laura.”

“Very well. Your training as a submissive and the twenty four hour rehearsal period to prepare you for our show officially begins. We will proceed slowly, at a calm easy pace and I promise you by 11:00 tomorrow night you will be nervous, but ready.

Laura sat on the edge of the bed, feeling nervous in her stomach. She felt her muscles twitch and a growing wetness spread through the sheath of her s*x. She tightened her thighs, pushing them together.

“I’m frightened, Stephen.”

“There’s no need to be frightened, Laura. You can trust me. I’m not going to hurt you beyond which I know you will be able to bear. I can assure you that you will be safe with me. You are always the one in control and can stop what I’m doing at any moment by saying your safe word. I am your friend, but between now and when our show is over tomorrow at midnight, I will be playing the role of your Dominant. Remember, it is only a role I’m playing. We’ll return to our comfortable friendship after the show is over. Until then, please refer to me as Sire, or Lord, when addressing me.”

“I will.”

“You will…?”

“I will, Sire.”

“Good. Try not to be frightened, my sweet sub. There will be no disciplining of the body that will leave a permanent or detectable marking, and I will allow no other man to have you or please you. You are mine for the next sixty six hours. You are my submissive.”

I am your submissive. I am yours now, Stephen…

From the items arranged on the bed, Stephen selected a pair of scissors and held them ceremoniously in front of Laura.

“Those look sharp, Sire.”

“Please do not worry and relax. There will be no cutting of the skin. Now please stand up. As a symbolic gesture of your transformation, we will remove the old clothes of the sexually repressed woman whose God-given name was Aurora, to create the sexually liberated woman whose new name is Submissive, whose safe word is Sleeping Beauty. Now look me in the eye and slowly and seductively remove your clothes. When you’ve undressed, put them back in your suitcase.”

With her husband, Laura always undressed in the bathroom or in the bedroom with the lights out, but with Stephen she stood up, bit her lower lip, gave him a low-lidded sultry look, slowly slipped off her sweater and unzipped her jeans, dropping them to the floor. She felt excited to undress and stand nearly naked in front of Stephen, though she wished she had bought a sexier bra while at Victoria’s Secret. Her husband always insisted his wife wear ugly traditional brassieres to completely hide the cleavage and areoles on her full breasts, covering her large protruding pink n*****s to help other men resist the temptations of her flesh. Since her adolescence, Laura knew the eyes of men had always been drawn to her extraordinary breasts, regardless of how she attempted to hide them. It was freeing to stop worrying for a moment and reveal what had long been covered by her shame. She picked up the clothes from the floor and placed them in her suitcase, feeling his eyes burning into her backside as she turned away from him. She returned to the bed, feeling excited, but also a little embarrassed. She pushed her thighs together, while crossing her arms tightly across her chest.

“Please uncross your arms and leave them at your sides, Laura.”

Laura closed her eyes and took a shallow breath and uncrossed her arms. When she opened her eyes she stood absolutely still as Stephen cut through the center clasp of her brassiere with the scissors, then snipped through the shoulder strap. Stephen brushed the bra off her shoulders with his fingertips and it fell to the floor.

“Ever since seeing you so tightly covered at church, I’ve wanted to strip you like this, with the sharp edge of a blade. From now until the time you have to leave me, no longer will your breasts be hidden. I want the world to see and admire their beauty and lust after them just as I do.”