“Marry me.”

“I can’t do that. Not in this state anyway. Civil commitment ceremony instead?”

“I’ll send out the invites.”

Chris started to roll up and The Mistress waved her to lay back down.

“You might have some brain damage after that orgasm. Just relax until we’re sure you haven’t suffered any irreversible consequences.”

The Mistress soaked a few gauze pads in some saline solution and cleaned the blood and lubricant off Chris. She handed her a panty liner in case she started bleeding again.

“You can get dressed now. I’m going to clean up and meet you in the other room. Walk slowly. Don’t faint.”

Chris sat up and looked around blinking. The Mistress watched Chris dress from the corner of her eye while she washed blood and lube off her hands.

In the bedroom antechamber Chris leaned against the bedpost and smiled. The Mistress glanced at the clock.

“It’s been an hour. Should I let Dad in?” The Mistress asked as she headed for the door.

“Let him in. I might need him to carry me out.”

The Mistress opened the door and Kingsley rushed in without a word to her.

“Are you all right?” he asked, giving Chris a once—and then twice-over.

“I’m amazing.” She collapsed against Kingsley’s chest with an exhausted sigh. “I like her so much....”

“What did you do to her?” Kingsley looked at Chris’s beaming face with suspicion. The broad, happy smile and relaxed posture was a far cry from the tense, nervous young woman who’d been waiting in this room and hour ago.

“I did exactly what I said I’d do,” The Mistress said as she waved at the door. “I gave her my A-game. And my O-Game.”

END OF SESSION

That sadly was Chris’s only visit to my dungeon. Vanilla people don’t come down here very often. And if they do, they never come back. I heard that Chris and Theresa got back together a few weeks later and are now apartment-hunting. They really weren’t kidding about the lesbians and U-Haul thing, were they?

[Appended note to Kingsley and not for the files] Speaking of sexy androgynous lesbians...it’s none of my business, but you should really call Sam. I know it hurts to talk to her. But I called her after Chris left, and Sam said she misses you, too. She’s gave me a message to give you. “I’m finally getting married, King. You’re my best man. Whether you come to the wedding or not, that second sentence is still true.”]

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THE LAST GOOD KNIGHT PART I: SCARS AND STRIPES

Tiffany Reisz

The Last Good Knight: An Original Sinners novella told in five parts.

Part I: Scars and Stripes

It’s lust at first sight when Mistress Nora encounters a sexy newcomer to The 8th Circle. She’s happy for the distraction, since she left her lover, Søren, but her session with Lance is cut short when her boss, Kingsley Edge, reveals they’re all in danger....

Dedication

Dedicated to the brave men and women who serve in the U.S. Navy.
You all are my knights in occasionally wet armor.