"What colour of panties are you wearing?"
"Excuse me?" She countered
"I won't repeat the question again"
"Red. They're red" she swallowed
"Reach below your gown. Pull it. And hand it over to me"
"Why would you want it? It's just a piece of material...
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"Mistress..." Raven found herself saying, as soon as she got to where Rita was. Old habits did die hard. Bless her heart, the woman just had that personality and aura around her. If you've ever had dealings with Mistress Rita, especially sexual, in a setting where you'd had to call her by that very title 'Mistress', you'd be loathe to call her something else, even when you were no longer inside that scene; even when you may have just randomly met her outside.
"Raven. I'm sorry to drop by unannounced. I didn't have the time to call" Rita stood up, her arms open wide. Raven immediately ran into them, to receive the hug.
'Another effect she had on people.' You always wanted to please her.
You wanted to always do her bidding, without thinking it through.
You never wanted to defy her.
She was dressed in her usual leather outfit. 'Black leather jacket on black leather trousers'.
Although this time, she wasn't carrying a crop, whip or any of those other dangerous equipments she usually strapped to the sides of her trouser, when giving a sexual performance.
Raven honestly thought if they hadn't met under the bizarre circumstances they'd met under, She and Mistress Rita could have been really amazing friends. Because Rita reminded her of Charlotte. Charlotte's eccentricities, hyperactiveness, inability to follow the rules and instead setting some of her own...
Except Mistress Rita was more hard-edged, more experienced and sophisticated, more worldly...and the list simply went on and on.
Mistress Rita's cropped short, blonde Bob hair, easily fit in with her nude lipstick, and went just as well, with her black clothes ensemble.
Okay, Raven had finished ogling the woman to her hearts content. She needed to tune into what the lady was actually saying..
"...per the orders of Mikhail, I'm here to—"
"Oh my God, you've heard from Mikhail?" Raven interrupted her, as soon as she got a whip of the last sentence Rita had finished off with
"Raven, interruption was not a habit you picked up before, when you had dealings with me. Oh I strongly advice you, it's not the habit you want to pick up now" Rita warned
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. Please go on" Raven replied contritely, wanting to hear whatever the woman had to say about Mikhail.
The bloody chit of a woman, waited for a whole full minute, before continuing her speech once more. As if she were purposely dragging out the anxiety of Raven, as retribution, for the girl's interruption in the first place.
"Mikhail told me to come check up on you, and give you a medical examination. Something about you throwing up and barely eating?"
"Excuse me? He said he was going to send a doctor. And that was two weeks ago, when he left. The doctor never came, plus I haven't even heard a single word from Mikhail, since then" Raven flared up
"Keep your voice down. This is a simple conversation, not an argument. It might interest you to know, Raven, that the first degree I had, was a medical one, before I started looking for...other pleasures else well." Rita provided
Raven's jaw dropped down "What? You're a medical doctor?"
"You better close that mouth of yours quickly, before I get tempted and put it to good use. Peharps stick a dildo inside eh? I guarantee that would shut you up quite nicely" Rita informed deadpan
"Uh— where would the dildo come from?" Raven found herself asking. Nope, she wasn't horny, just curious. She'd spent just two weeks without Mikhail. She wasn't a sex freak. Rita's clothes were really tight and glued to her body, plus they had no pockets, and she didn't come with a purse. So there really was no part of her clothing, where she could have hidden a dildo.
Which begged the question. Where would the dildo come from?
Just a curious question. Nothing else.
And Raven definitely had experience with the type of dildos Mistress Rita carried. It's like they were made just for her, personally customized to her taste, because she'd seen no other like it, with anyone else. Not that she went about asking random strangers about their sex toys...
"Oh my sweet. How innocent I forget you are."
"Innocent? Oh I assure you Mistress. There's nothing innocent about me. I'm the woman who's dating Mikhail Constantinovich. The last thing I'm expected to be, is innocent"
"Untried then. Mikhail's done his best to protect you from the more darker side of our world. And our ways. And it's worked. You're still a babe when it comes to some of the dark areas I speak of. I reserve the right to call you innocent in those contexts. Now, If you knew me well enough, you'd know that I'm too munitunous and unpredictable a woman, to go along with just one sex organ. I almost at all times, wear a strap on dick. That way, if I had to fuck a woman, I could function. If I had to fuck a man, or be fucked by one, I could function"
"Yup. I knew I should have kept my mouth shut, and not ask questions I didn't want to know the answers to" Raven shook her head, as if that would somehow clear out and make her forget the bizzare answer the Mistress had just given her.
"And oh, I forgot to mention this part. If I say...required to stick my dick into little girl's mouths, like yours, I could most definitely function as well"
"Oh Mistress Rita, I assure you, your dick won't be going into anyone's mouth tonight, especially not mine. This is still my home, remember?" Raven muttered, wide-eyed
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See you in tomorrow's chapter, where we continue the conversation between Mistress Rita and Raven...
