" May I have a word with you please?" ask Sir Westmount ?

"Of course!" answers Maître Pierre ! "but first, let me take care of my love !".

"I will wait for you in the other room!"

"Ok! It won’t take long!"

On this, Sir Westmont turns around and the other guests of the party that were in the doorway, who were blocking his way, without a word, parted to allow him passage. But they moved only after a long look at Maître Pierre and katy.

katy, still lying on the bed, completely gone into subspace, drooling on the fur coat, is still in her previous position, the top of her body still on the bed, but her ass in the air. Maître Pierre, slowly and lovingly, makes her fall on her stomach, making her lay in a normal way. Very carefully and tenderly, he starts to massage her butt with one hand, while with his other hand, he is massaging her back.

Slowly katy comes back to herself.

She opens her eyes, and sees her Maître taking care of her.

She smiles…. Not any smile, but the one that reflects her joy, her happiness and her pride to be his sub.

Maître Pierre moves his lips to her ear, kisses it and whispers to her;

"You are such a good girl!"

katy’s already big smile broadens.

"Thank you Maître!" she whispers back,

Maître Pierre caresses katy like this for a moment, making sure that she is ok .. katy, sits by herself on the edge of the bed. Feeling the drool on the corner of her mouth, she wipes it with the back of her hand,

"Can you stand?" ask Maître Pierre.

"I think so!"

Very slowly, she stands. For a moment, she is a little bit unsure on her high-heels, but after a few seconds, she is ok.

Maître Pierre looks at her. With a smile, he lowers her skirt that was still raised from their previous play. Katy, confused, thanks him and taking Maître Pierre’s extended hand, she follows him in the other room.

When they enter the other room, the mood is completely different from what it was before. Now, many people are talking quietly among themselves. Others were obviously waiting for them to go out of the room so they could get their coats. Their host; "The Knot Master" was pleasantly chatting with Sir Westmount.

Noticing Maître Pierre and katy, their host with a smile, shouts at them;

"Hey! Pierre! Still making trouble as I can see!"

"You know me! Troublemaker to the end!" answers Maître Pierre!

And then, Maître Pierre turning toward Sir Westmount says;

"Sir, I am sorry, we were not properly introduced! I am Pierre and this is the love of my life, katy!"

Sir Westmount, making himself stand on his feet, takes Maître Pierre’s hand, and shaking it he introduces himself;

"I am Sir Westmount from London, retired as a colonel in the British army, I fought in the Falkland war, where Her Majesty granted me the honour of serving her as a Sir, and slave to my loving Mistress, ……Lady Oriana!"

Dead silence in the room!

The Lady who earlier, was trying to whip her sub with a whip to long, after a moment of gasping, she asks him;

"You are…submissive?"

Sir Westmount answering proudly;

"Yes, I am the favourite slave of Lady Oriana!"

"Lady Oriana?" ask the hosts, puzzled!

"Yes, Lady Oriana, the wife of the Comte, head of the BDSM Circle. I am servant to Lady Oriana, but also servant to the Comte too! It is they who gave me the honour of finding candidates to replace them as heirs….!"

And turning toward Maître Pierre and katy, he said;

"I think I have found my candidate!"

Now in the car, both Maître Pierre and katy are very silent. Both are thinking about the evening and what happened.

Katy after a long moment silent, turn toward Maître Pierre;

"I am surprised to find out, that the Comte is married to another Dom like him!"

"Why?" ask Maître Pierre?

"Because, I thought that the Comte as the head of the BDSM Circle, he would have to own the best submissive!" answer katy

"Maybe he does!" said Maître Pierre.

Katy is surprised and remarks ;

"What! You heard Sir Westmount, admitting to be submissive to the Lady Oriana!"

"He sure is!" agree Maître Pierre.

"How possible is it, to be Dom and Sub at the same time?"

"Well! You have heard of switch, no?"

"Yes I did, but being the Comte’s wife, don’t you have to be….like perfect!"

With a smile, Maître Pierre looks at katy and say to her;

"Maybe this is why she is! Think about it, be submissive to the Comte, only to the Comte and Dom to everyone else! It is not unheard of!"

Before katy can answer, Maître Pierre enters the driveway of their little house. They got out of the car, and walk to the door.

While Maître Pierre is busy unlocking the door, katy with a huge smile, grabs Maître Pierre’s butt and squeezes it.

"You would look good as a sub and!"

But before she can finish her sentence, Maître Pierre turns about and with his powerful arms, grabs her and shoves her in the house against the wall. With his foot, he slams the outside door. Katy, surprised by him, cannot say a word.

Looking her in the eyes, he undoes his pants, raises her skirt, move the thong aside and with a trust of his hips, enters her.

"I wanted to do that for a long time, tonight!" he whispers to her, fucking her in the doorway.

"You have been such a good girl in front of everybody, you deserve a good fuck!"

But katy, already lost in joy, doesn’t hear him……

She was too busy receiving his gift to her when he came into her….

©THE BDSM CIRCLE 2001