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                                         Chapter Thirty-Three: Dark Places

"You know as much time as you spend here and I spend at your place I think we should just end up moving in together" he said as he walked down the steps; the lights were out so he couldn't see anything but she sure didn't hide.

"Maybe sometime soon pet, but seriously, get your tail down here or you won't be able to use the present I got you"

He hurried down the last two steps and the lights snapped to life; he couldn't tell what he was looking at, at first was it a closet or a cage? Why was it there? It looked like a wooden variant on the Chinese water torture chamber except for instead of being put in from the top you were able to step in and then two straps were there for your hands. On the door there was a slotted peep hole and below that there was a gag to keep you silent.  It was during this time that he heard a rustling from behind him that signaled there were other people in the room.  He had lost all track of time while exploring the nature of this new for lack of a better word box and he looked to see Becca, the mistress that had disciplined him standing up, from sitting on the table.

How it was she was able to be somewhere without him noticing? Caleb was set a little on edge by this and he kept an eye on her; she was wearing a midnight blue corset with a slightly darker skirt the boots this time were knee high and he could see how even this time she seemed to be the perfect curvy woman. He looked at Demeter and said "What's this for Ma'am?"

"You, if you act up; Rebecca has been helping me build it and since it only lacks painting I thought you would like to see it"

Caleb nodded and he heard the creak of leather from the lustful woman's boots.  She only smiled in return seeming to enjoy how uncomfortable he was around her she then spoke and said "I think I left an impression on this one Demeter"

"I think you did too" she laughed lightly and stroked Caleb's hair "we'll be out for a while today pet, this week is her last week and she has some important appointments to keep"

"Appointments?", he asked perplexed by the choices of words

"I am a professional boy" she lowered her ice blue eyes at him, disgust and intrigue were obvious in them.  The way she held her body made it obvious that she wanted to make sure he knew who was in charge; quiet the contrast when you compare the two, maybe it was because Demeter knew him better, or his imagination but Demeter seemed more at ease with him not having to enforce her dominance in any situation, she just seemed natural about it.

They both turned to leave, Demeter mentioning off hand that Lucian had called.  It seems he wanted to speak to Caleb; that was when it hit him, how long had it been since they last talked? A few months it had to be.  He wanted to return the call but part of him just wanted to ignore his old friend because of the actions he had taken.

It was several hours before Caleb finally gathered up the nerve to finally call him, they set up a meeting at the one place he hadn't been in years.  Given the history surrounding it and all; Baker's park was right on the edges of pleasant and the Den, one of the few places that you could see the culture of the two halves, it was also jarring because you had two churches on either side.  This day being a Wednesday night both places were packed.  For all the kinked people in the Den there were a number who were just simply outcast because they were different.  It really didn't matter how you were different if you didn't make enough money or were deemed unworthy (which usually meant just having a criminal record) you were cast out of Pleasant, at least the living part; seeing as how Jayne Memorial was the best hospital in Scindo and housed in the upper side of it, they usually gave no qualms about people coming there to receive medical treatment, you just couldn't live in Pleasant.
He spotted a swing set and went to it; memories were flooding his mind, Jayne's smile her laughter, pushing her on the swing.  He couldn't help but feel a sting of regret that his sister had not grown up.  That her memory was tainted by the murder and that day a long time ago; he and Lucian had been the ones watching her, he regretted leaving her very much but at the same time Lucian was demanding because he was chasing skirts as usually; when all was said and done the police had questioned him extensively, the kids at his school didn't look at him the same way for several months.  It didn't help months later when the girl would come forward saying that he had raped her when he hadn't; that didn't matter in the eyes of the residents of Pleasant, it only mattered what was presented.

He was lost so deep in thought that he almost didn't see Lucian approaching; from far off he looked like a cunning predator.  Every muscle in his body sang of potential brutality, Lucian and he had trained under many of the same people.  They had also sparred so he knew what he was seeing wasn't just bluffing or posturing, it was real.  Part of him just wanted to get this over and done with, part of him wanted to turn tail and run.  It didn't matter what he had to say to him something in the pit of himself told him that what was to come would be pivotal.

Lucian looked him over brushing hair out of his eyes almost as if it were a minor nuisance, "So you did come" he said in that guttural tone that he had formed in the past few years

"Yes, you think I would really turn this down?" Caleb said trying not to let the edge of his nerves show

"I honestly do not know what you will do, Caleb; I haven't known for years" he motioned to the collar, "just like I thought you'd never submit yourself"

Caleb's eyebrows shot up, "Well I thought it best, some of us aren't…."

"Yes we are, it is our right Caleb"

"Lucian, stop this; you know very well how I feel about that line of thought", he had heard this many time before, it didn't matter if you were male or female in Lucian and many of his 'friends' thought that you didn't earn the right to dominate, you were born to it.  It was almost like the theory of evolution in the kinked world. Obviously now Caleb knew better, but he also knew it was mute to argue the point; so when faced with it he deflected it.

"No Caleb, in truth this is part of what I wanted to talk to you about; I had heard rumors going through Nightshade that you had submitted to Demeter.  I had hoped that you knew better obviously you don't, obviously you need me to stick by you."

"Like you stuck by me when I was with Ophelia?" he said, obviously striking a chord that he wanted it to.

'Look I admit my failings"

"Oh like you admit your failings with Emily? What about Deidra, or Autumn", he could see Lucians eyes starting to pulse with anger, but he didn't care.  Looking around this place Caleb remembered everything with him, that this strained friendship had only been one because he could score easy girls off of him, oh sure they had their similarities but in the truth they differed in many ways, Lucian saw women and pets as objects.  Especially when they were submissives; it didn't surprise him in the least when Ophelia was let go, the man doesn't really know how to train.  He is all talk and no reality, it was why he was passed up many times to be the caretaker of the Pet Shop; not to mention that the man had been caught with his pants down.

"Look I'm a guy…"

"That's every males excuse, I'm a fucking guy but do you see me flashing my dick around to every pussy with two legs?"

That was it, before Caleb knew what was happening he was down on the ground getting pummeled, it was seconds before the man got an opening and switched to the dominant position slugging him one and standing up, "I ain't doing this Lucian, this isn't the way to settle this"

"Like going with me wasn't the way to watch your sister?" Lucian spat

Try as he might to walk away from that he couldn't he picked Lucian off the ground and slugged him across the face they continued on their feet for a while til they were rolling around in fists and flurry of motion. They were at an obvious stalemate; that was when Lucian took something out of his pocket that Caleb didn't see, but he sure felt it enough. The stinging pain shot through his ribs;  he felt warm fluid dripping down his shirt and a scream from the church as people were coming out. Was this how it ended he thought, in a stupid fight over stupid things? He hopped not but he couldn't tell the edges of the world were glowing black and he fell to the ground in a seeming hurry. Last thing he remembered hearing was a man over him asking him if he was ok

When his eyes 'opened' he knew he wasn't in reality, he looked around in a room that looked almost like his house and Erotic Nightshade had a baby, and in a leather chair sitting next to him was the specter seemingly smiling "Welcome Back"

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                                         Chapter Thirty-Three: Dark Places

"You know as much time as you spend here and I spend at your place I think we should just end up moving in together" he said as he walked down the steps; the lights were out so he couldn't see anything but she sure didn't hide.

"Maybe sometime soon pet, but seriously, get your tail down here or you won't be able to use the present I got you"

He hurried down the last two steps and the lights snapped to life; he couldn't tell what he was looking at, at first was it a closet or a cage? Why was it there? It looked like a wooden variant on the Chinese water torture chamber except for instead of being put in from the top you were able to step in and then two straps were there for your hands. On the door there was a slotted peep hole and below that there was a gag to keep you silent.  It was during this time that he heard a rustling from behind him that signaled there were other people in the room.  He had lost all track of time while exploring the nature of this new for lack of a better word box and he looked to see Becca, the mistress that had disciplined him standing up, from sitting on the table.

How it was she was able to be somewhere without him noticing? Caleb was set a little on edge by this and he kept an eye on her; she was wearing a midnight blue corset with a slightly darker skirt the boots this time were knee high and he could see how even this time she seemed to be the perfect curvy woman. He looked at Demeter and said "What's this for Ma'am?"

"You, if you act up; Rebecca has been helping me build it and since it only lacks painting I thought you would like to see it"

Caleb nodded and he heard the creak of leather from the lustful woman's boots.  She only smiled in return seeming to enjoy how uncomfortable he was around her she then spoke and said "I think I left an impression on this one Demeter"

"I think you did too" she laughed lightly and stroked Caleb's hair "we'll be out for a while today pet, this week is her last week and she has some important appointments to keep"

"Appointments?", he asked perplexed by the choices of words

"I am a professional boy" she lowered her ice blue eyes at him, disgust and intrigue were obvious in them.  The way she held her body made it obvious that she wanted to make sure he knew who was in charge; quiet the contrast when you compare the two, maybe it was because Demeter knew him better, or his imagination but Demeter seemed more at ease with him not having to enforce her dominance in any situation, she just seemed natural about it.

They both turned to leave, Demeter mentioning off hand that Lucian had called.  It seems he wanted to speak to Caleb; that was when it hit him, how long had it been since they last talked? A few months it had to be.  He wanted to return the call but part of him just wanted to ignore his old friend because of the actions he had taken.

It was several hours before Caleb finally gathered up the nerve to finally call him, they set up a meeting at the one place he hadn't been in years.  Given the history surrounding it and all; Baker's park was right on the edges of pleasant and the Den, one of the few places that you could see the culture of the two halves, it was also jarring because you had two churches on either side.  This day being a Wednesday night both places were packed.  For all the kinked people in the Den there were a number who were just simply outcast because they were different.  It really didn't matter how you were different if you didn't make enough money or were deemed unworthy (which usually meant just having a criminal record) you were cast out of Pleasant, at least the living part; seeing as how Jayne Memorial was the best hospital in Scindo and housed in the upper side of it, they usually gave no qualms about people coming there to receive medical treatment, you just couldn't live in Pleasant.
He spotted a swing set and went to it; memories were flooding his mind, Jayne's smile her laughter, pushing her on the swing.  He couldn't help but feel a sting of regret that his sister had not grown up.  That her memory was tainted by the murder and that day a long time ago; he and Lucian had been the ones watching her, he regretted leaving her very much but at the same time Lucian was demanding because he was chasing skirts as usually; when all was said and done the police had questioned him extensively, the kids at his school didn't look at him the same way for several months.  It didn't help months later when the girl would come forward saying that he had raped her when he hadn't; that didn't matter in the eyes of the residents of Pleasant, it only mattered what was presented.

He was lost so deep in thought that he almost didn't see Lucian approaching; from far off he looked like a cunning predator.  Every muscle in his body sang of potential brutality, Lucian and he had trained under many of the same people.  They had also sparred so he knew what he was seeing wasn't just bluffing or posturing, it was real.  Part of him just wanted to get this over and done with, part of him wanted to turn tail and run.  It didn't matter what he had to say to him something in the pit of himself told him that what was to come would be pivotal.

Lucian looked him over brushing hair out of his eyes almost as if it were a minor nuisance, "So you did come" he said in that guttural tone that he had formed in the past few years

"Yes, you think I would really turn this down?" Caleb said trying not to let the edge of his nerves show

"I honestly do not know what you will do, Caleb; I haven't known for years" he motioned to the collar, "just like I thought you'd never submit yourself"

Caleb's eyebrows shot up, "Well I thought it best, some of us aren't…."

"Yes we are, it is our right Caleb"

"Lucian, stop this; you know very well how I feel about that line of thought", he had heard this many time before, it didn't matter if you were male or female in Lucian and many of his 'friends' thought that you didn't earn the right to dominate, you were born to it.  It was almost like the theory of evolution in the kinked world. Obviously now Caleb knew better, but he also knew it was mute to argue the point; so when faced with it he deflected it.

"No Caleb, in truth this is part of what I wanted to talk to you about; I had heard rumors going through Nightshade that you had submitted to Demeter.  I had hoped that you knew better obviously you don't, obviously you need me to stick by you."

"Like you stuck by me when I was with Ophelia?" he said, obviously striking a chord that he wanted it to.

'Look I admit my failings"

"Oh like you admit your failings with Emily? What about Deidra, or Autumn", he could see Lucians eyes starting to pulse with anger, but he didn't care.  Looking around this place Caleb remembered everything with him, that this strained friendship had only been one because he could score easy girls off of him, oh sure they had their similarities but in the truth they differed in many ways, Lucian saw women and pets as objects.  Especially when they were submissives; it didn't surprise him in the least when Ophelia was let go, the man doesn't really know how to train.  He is all talk and no reality, it was why he was passed up many times to be the caretaker of the Pet Shop; not to mention that the man had been caught with his pants down.

"Look I'm a guy…"

"That's every males excuse, I'm a fucking guy but do you see me flashing my dick around to every pussy with two legs?"

That was it, before Caleb knew what was happening he was down on the ground getting pummeled, it was seconds before the man got an opening and switched to the dominant position slugging him one and standing up, "I ain't doing this Lucian, this isn't the way to settle this"

"Like going with me wasn't the way to watch your sister?" Lucian spat

Try as he might to walk away from that he couldn't he picked Lucian off the ground and slugged him across the face they continued on their feet for a while til they were rolling around in fists and flurry of motion. They were at an obvious stalemate; that was when Lucian took something out of his pocket that Caleb didn't see, but he sure felt it enough. The stinging pain shot through his ribs;  he felt warm fluid dripping down his shirt and a scream from the church as people were coming out. Was this how it ended he thought, in a stupid fight over stupid things? He hopped not but he couldn't tell the edges of the world were glowing black and he fell to the ground in a seeming hurry. Last thing he remembered hearing was a man over him asking him if he was ok

When his eyes 'opened' he knew he wasn't in reality, he looked around in a room that looked almost like his house and Erotic Nightshade had a baby, and in a leather chair sitting next to him was the specter seemingly smiling "Welcome Back"