Hard Time's

Medusa

The Baroness is as good as her word and gives you your space you never do find out what happened to Grayson and chose not to press the matter further. You are busy in the weeks coming up to the Halloween ball you want it to be perfect. You know her measurements like the back of your hand but still, you demand to take them again. The process of making her stand perfectly still while you gently touch her body excites you. It doesn't matter that you've been together for months and you've been fairly active in the bedroom. And the office, and the elevator, the dining room, the kitchen, the backseat of the car - hey she's gorgeous you can't help it.

The point is you still find her so arousing and so beautiful she is equally enamored by you. At work, she drives you crazy when you catch her staring or feel her gently touch you. It's hard to be professional even the arguments end up turning into sex.

'Because it's rude that's why! You can't just talk to people like dirt! I work with those people they are my colleagues!' you shout angrily at her it's just you both in the office. 'They are, but they are my employees so not really the point.' she replies snootily. 'What the fuck is your problem? The actual concept of being a human can't be that foreign to you!' The baroness stands up clenching her jaw. 'I will not be spoken to in this manner!' You storm towards her your chest rising and falling, and she watches you carefully. Moving fast you slap her arse hard making her jump she raises her eyebrows. You are both looking at each other she kisses you hungrily and you return the kiss hopping up onto the desk.

Both of you are trying to get your blouse unbuttoned you end up ripping it for her she attacks your chest with kisses and unzips your pencil skirt pulling it down. She rips off your underwear burying her face between your legs. The moaning is instant and she's licking you, and her fingers? God, they are magic, your legs are spread wide for her and your back arched you lie there playing with your breasts as your boss fucks you into oblivion.

Still, as I say you are still incredibly aroused by her even the little things like the way her lip twitches when she's angry. On the night of the ball, she comes to your room when she is dressed as you wanted to get ready alone. The Baroness has dressed in your design a low-cut gorgeous white gown. It's got two golden broaches at her shoulders pinning a billowing white cloak of material behind her. To match this she has gold pins in her hair. She's the goddess Athena and she looks stunning. You open the door dressed in a daring dark snakeskin dress with gold flecks, heavy eye makeup, and your hair in multiple tight braids.

"Notice the ones who all like to criticize

Are the ones trying to hide
Why would I sell my soul to be one of them?
Better to love the me within behind the skin
I choose to be a Goddess insideDamn 'em all - I create my own perfection"

The baroness lets out a squeal as you step out there is a giant live yellow snake wrapped over your shoulders. 'What?' The baroness looks at you like you are mad. 'You're not serious?' At this, your brow crinkles. 'No I'm gonna go down there as Medusa and not have a snake.' you say sarcastically. 'It's just for our entrance photo then he's returning to London zoo. Aren't you sneky?' you tickled its chin. The baroness is looking at you like you should be in a mental asylum. 'C'mon.' you smile and head to the top of the stairs the baroness follows but stays as far opposite you as physically possible. When you both appear at the top of the stairs there's a shriek then gasps and everyone starts snapping pictures.

You offer your hand to the baroness and after deciding the snake won't bite her she takes it and you both raise your arms to show your unity. The crowd is cheering and snapping pictures. You look out at the guests. All different members from mythology. Cruella. No! Just someone with black and white hair. Hercules, Hades, how has someone come as a griffin? Cruella! No, just someone else with black and white hair, odd. Hera, oh please she's come as Aphrodite, who's she kidding? Persephone, hm also could've been your costume you are shacked up with the devil, Cruella. At this you stop and look around, there are several guests with her signature hair almost half the guests. 'Baroness, do you see...' The Baroness is scanning the crowd too. 'Uh huh.'

Giving her a sideways glance you then smile for the pictures and descend the stairs giving the snake back to the keeper. The Baroness is trying to hold her composure her eyes wildly searching the room. As soon as the snake's off you go to her side immediately and she flinches she's out of sorts. 'Where are my guards?' she hisses at John. 'She's here I can feel it.' Looking around she's right the guards have all vanished and more Cruella types seem to be appearing. 'Find her.' the baroness orders and John inclines his head rushing off. You protectively place your hand on your lover's lower back to comfort her she looks frightened. In your time with the baroness, you've seen her stand up to men and reduce women to tears. Cruella is different she scares her.

'We can leave you whisper.' Her eyelid twitches. 'I will not give her the satisfaction.' she states firmly and you both grab a drink from a passing waiter. Soon enough people start chatting to her and then you spot her. Cruella, looking at you from the upper balcony smirking catches your eye and vanishes. At this, you leave your lover and immediately rush upstairs to find her. The baroness immediately misses the warmth of your hand on her back. Seeing you rush off she quickly makes her excuses and follows you. You run up the stairs the gold flecks of your dress sparkle in the candlelight. When you get to the balcony she's gone looking right you see her at the end of the hallway she walks into a room.

'Right.' you growl and storm down the hallway after her. The baroness reaches the balcony in time to see you run into the room. She gathers her white gown so she can walk quicker to catch you. When the baroness enters the room her heart skips a beat. You are sitting in a chair Horace has a gun pointed at you seeing her your heart drops. Cruella is lazily posed against Jasper looking smug. 'Oh good, now everyone is here the party can start.' she claps her hands. The baroness shares a look of panic with you and you swallow.