Kindred Spirit Lodge Presents
Turn of the Screw
by Lord Sirius & Lady Aria
2004
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(Lord Sirius Leather)
Aria stood outside the Dark Lord's room and too a deep breath. She was determined to set Sirius straight. Aria was certain that she could make Her see things the way Aria saw them, the right way. After all she had invested far too much time in the Dark Lord to see it all just go up in smoke over a silly little note. Sirius had to chill out. Relax and go with the flow. All Her staid and old world ideas and what her Lover called "protocol" were things of the past. If Sirius wanted to fit in She had just better toe the line this time.
Aria took another breath, her very full bosom was up front and center. She did not see any reason not to look her best, even now. She would use this to her advantage. She felt that familiar chill sweep over her as she turned the door knob and pushed in the unlocked door. It opened easily. Aria stood in the doorway at first, unsure of what she was seeing.
Sirius sat quietly in Her chair. The scent of freshly cut lilacs filled the air. Aria spied them, sitting on the window sill in a beautiful oriental vase. The next thing that caught her attention was the formal china tea setting that Aria adored. It consisted of the requisite neatly laid arrangement of small teapot and two ornate gold rimmed cups with matching saucers. A small bowl of sugar cubes and a matching beaker of fresh milk. She caught the subtle aroma of freshly brewed English Breakfast tea. Dammit! Sirius was expecting her!
"So nice of you to join Me Aria." Sirius began the ritual of pouring the tea. Her large hands handled the delicate china with ease. "Please have a seat." A new wingback! It looked as comfortable as the one Aria just about lived in downstairs in the Lodge's main room. There were not toys of mass destruction anywhere to be found, but Aria did let her gaze quickly drift to the large wardrobe in the back of the room. Nothing seemed amiss. Aria took a seat in the very comfy chair. All the while the words to the speech she had prepared swam endlessly around in her head. She was caught off guard and she hated that about Sirius. What did that pompous arrogant bitch have up Her sleeve this time!!!
Several minutes passed in silence. Then Sirius engaged Her lady in the daily humdrum bits of conversation. The weather, the time of year. Summer on its way and all the rest of that boring shit! Finally Aria could contain herself no longer.
"Listen Sirius. I suppose you think I am sitting here shaking in My pumps. Afraid of you and your ridiculous temper tantrums! Well I'm not Bucko!"
Sirius merely nodded and slipped her hand inside the top inside left breast pocket of the soft skinned dark brown leather blazer She wore. Aria's eyes just about popped when Sirius produced the ball gag. Dark blue rubber ball, attached to two strips of sturdy leather. She proceeded to push the ball into Her own mouth and fastened the leather strips that met behind the nape of her neck.
Aria sat speechless now. Sirius handed her a piece of paper. Her ebony eyes burned their way through the Lady's clothing. It was something that could not be helped. Sirius was like that. Her hypnotic qualities were as natural to her as the rising and setting of the sun was to the planet. Aria was not going to let her get the better of her this time. Even if her heart had just skipped a beat and the nipples were surprisingly hard and throbbing just from the Dark Lord's intense stare.
Aria snatched the paper quickly, fearful of any tricks the Dark Lord might be harboring.
"My dear Aria,
This is what you have done to Me. You have prevented Me from speaking My mind. You have prevented your friend from hearing the words I wrote to her. They were not rude words, nor were they unkind. You stole My words and replaced them with what you thought she should hear. That Aria, was wrong. Do not balk. Remember, it is something I know a great deal about ... right and wrong.
Have I not always let you have your say? Have I not always allowed you your freedom in thought and action. Have I ever denied you the right to speak your mind? Then why good woman do you do this to Me? Would you prefer your friends to know only a shadow or would you prefer they know the real Me, the one you have come to know and love? How can they do this if they know only a shadow?
Your friend Killian wrote to Me in her own words. Did you intercept her note and replace it with what you thought I should hear from her? She wrote Me out of her love and concern for you. She respected Me, but did you? She expected to read My words, not yours. You took that from her. Now she sees not Me, but what you want her to see. Is this right Aria? Have I ever hurt you in any way you did not want? Have I ever harmed one of your friends? You do understand that in My book what you have done is wrong. You stole My words, replaced them with your own. You lied to your friend and attempted to hide it from Me.
I am a fair person. I give you now the chance to speak your mind and to choose your own punishment."
Aria's heart sank. The fight left her body. Anger gave way to an irritating frustration. Damm Her black hearted soul, if She ever had one! Sirius removed the gag and laid it on the table in front of the finely crafted teapot. Without a word or a smile She turned to Aria and waited for a response from the petite blonde. And as only the Dark Lord can, She took good note of the heaving full bosom that lay just beneath Aria's lacy lilac blouse.
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(Lady Aria)
A remorseful Aria listened intently to Sirius, allowing the Lord as much time as she needed to finish. Her heart was heavy as she listened to the disappointment in Sirius’ voice. Although Lady Aria never minded pissing this Lord off, she rarely wanted to disappoint her. Glancing at the tea-set Aria realized just how special this incredible woman was to her, by the Gods anyone that would take the time to set this scene, compose such an eloquent letter and allow the Lady time to realize the gravity of what she had done, on her own… was well worth this Lady’s love and adoration.
When the Lord finished she placed the ball gag on the table and looked at Aria. The Lady glanced at the door checking that it was closed securely; these words were meant for the Lord’s ears only. Aria took Sirius’ muscular hand into her own savoring its strength for a moment then looked at her lover and said. “Sirius, first and foremost, I do truly do apologize for intercepting your letter to Killian, it was wrong. I swear at the time, it seemed like the prudent thing to do… however in hindsight, I realize it was only presumptuous. Of course my Love, it was never my intention to silence you, merely to protect a friend’s feelings. But… I realize now that I must let you be you and allow others to establish their own relationships with you.”
Sirius said nothing, she just looked at Aria and waited, “You want more, don’t you?” the Lady asked.
Sirius only nodded.
“Okaaaay… and I promise you that I will never do anything like this again,” Aria added as a sincere afterthought.
Again, no words came from Sirius. They sat in total silence. Now Aria was getting annoyed… this was not the time to play the “Mysterious Dark Lord” Role, not when Aria was baring her soul.
“Have you nothing to say, Sirius?” Aria asked with a dangerously arched eyebrow.
“Not yet…”
“Sirius there is no one here, it is just us honey…surely you know I will never ask for OR submit to a punishment. That’s not who we are to each other”, the Lady said as she heard the lock in the door close with a click.
“Maybe it’s time we start Aria.”
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The End - 'Turn of the Screw' - by Lady Aria & Lord Sirius
Next Up in the Series -- 'The Sirulean Whip'