This is a story I did a long time ago, and thought I lost.
My girlfriend Raven and I live the alternative lifestyle. She craves submission from me, and is often obedient. She is 24 years old with shoulder length dirty-blonde hair and beautiful sapphire eyes. She is 5’7”, with b-cups and a killer curve. She came to me wanting a one night stand, but fell hard for me, and I for her. It has been a few months since I told her we are getting married, and she has been happier than she has ever been.
One night, we were invited to a party for all the local Doms and Subs. These events were fun for me since it gave me a chance to meet some of my friends and enjoy good conversations that go along with really good drinks.
That night, we arrived to the building on the party invite and took the elevator all the way to the top floor. Raven was wearing a tight, silky black teddie that almost revealed all of her with ballerina high heels and her metal collar. I was walking her by with a chain leash, and often smacked her ass to have her move faster.
Once we entered the room, I noticed most of the guests all huddled around in a circle and laughing. As I made my way through the crowd I found out who they were all paying attention to. Mistress Nadia, who just returned from India after visiting her parents was regaling all about her time there.
Nadia was a famous Mistress in our town. An underground internet model, she stood at 5’9” with medium long brown hair and emerald green eyes. She was wearing a tight black business suit that was unbuttoned at the top to show off her 38 D's. She is well known for her aggressive nature among her slaves, and has a quite a collection of them. There are rumors that her stable includes people of highest status, from the local police Chief to the Mayor. Considering her pampered lifestyle, these rumors are quite easy to believe.
She looked at me as she was talking expecting me to laugh along with her somewhat humorous tale of her Brother’s wedding, but I really had no interest in hearing. With my curiosity appeased, I casually walked away with Raven looking on for a moment more before following. She quickly walked up to me with her head still down and told me that Nadia had a look of shock on her face when I choose not to listen. This meant nothing to me, at the time, but little did I know, this would explode into something big by the end of the night.
A few hours passed and I was having quite the time with my friends. We were sitting together having some drinks with our subs kneeling right beside us, ready to respond to our commands at a moment’s notice. Suddenly, their attention darted to Nadia who had walked up to my side. She stared at me for a moment, and then in a very polite tone said “Would you care to join me out at the balcony for a bit? It’s quite a view, and I would enjoy the company.” At first, I thought of declining, but seeing the look on my friends faces told me that they were already jealous that Nadia was talking to me and not them. What better way to get under their skins even more than agreeing.
I tugged on Ravens collar and she instinctively got up and lowered her head as we began to walk to the balcony.
Once out on the balcony she turned to me with her arms crossed “You know, most people would never walk away from me when I am talking. I have entertained some of the most highly regarded people in this city, and with just a few words, I could make or break you.” I knew she was testing me to see how I would react. “If you wanted to do that, you would have” I said in a calm tone. “But you didn’t. Instead you invited me to join you out here, alone. This tells me that you want something else.”
She stared at me for a moment in shock, and then smiled “You are very perceptive. I will be frank then. You interest me.” She said as slowly walked towards me. It was at this point that Raven lifted her head up and started to glare. “Master, isn’t it about time we went home. You promised you would take me shopping for a wedding dress tomorrow.” Nadia paused and looked at her for a moment and then at me. “So your engaged to your slave?” “Yes I am.” She nodded her head for a minute and then kissed me on the lips, pressing her chest against mine. “Oh dear, you should know you could do so much better than that. Surely you would rather be with an actual woman than some pet. I bet I can show you a few things she could never do”.
I was about to respond to her, when out of nowhere Raven pulled Nadia by her hair and slapped her across the face. The sound echoed off the buildings walls, but fortunately no one in the party heard it. The last thing I wanted was to be part of a public scene. Nadia snapped her head to Raven with eyes filled with fire and hate. “You cheap whore” She spat, “You fucking dare to slap a mistress?!” “You’re not my mistress you fat cow!” Raven replied with equal amount of venom in her words “And you will not touch my master again unless you want worse than that!” Nadia laughed at this “You dumb skank. I have dealt with the wives and husbands of some of my slaves, and every one of them knelt down and licked my boots in the end. When I am done with you-“At this point I cut her off, putting an arm on both of them. “I don’t think here is the best place to do this. If you really want to fight her, then come with us back to our apartment. You can settle it there.”
Nadia looked like she was about to protest, but a glance at Raven smirking, and she agreed. We were able to slip out of party without anyone noticing. Nadia took her car and she followed behind us. She calmly followed us up to our room and I closed the door behind her. “Let’s make this more interesting” She said with a smirk. “Once I beat her, you will call off the wedding to this bitch, and you and I will start dating, as this mongrel spends the rest of her life as a servant girl”. I thought it over for a moment, and one look at raven told me this infuriated her even more. “Fine, but if you lose, the same stipulations will apply for you as well.” She agreed and followed us into the bedroom.
