Authors note
This is technically a crossover chapter. Two characters from another show appear in this chapter and while some may ask what they're doing in the 70s I would like to remind everyone that 70s show had many celebrity guests stars so I think you can forgive me for this... can't you?
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"Are you sure about this mistress?"
"I'm sure, don't worry Jackie we'll be fine, I promise."
With that Donna took Jackie by the hand and led her bitch into Point Place's one and only sex store.
Jackie had never been there before and couldn't help her eyes wandering over the many tools for afflicting pain and pleasure. There were whips, paddles, ropes, and all sorts of bondage goodies which Jackie couldn't even begin to name. And of course there were lots and lots of dildos.
While Jackie's eyes were taking in the contents of the store, Donna's eyes were drawn to the one thing that was different about this place from last time she was here. The store was exactly how she remembered it except for where a middle-aged man sat behind the counter before now there was a blonde haired girl not much older than they were staring at them.
The blonde gave them a nod and a friendly smile.
Donna felt Jackie squeeze her hand tightly. The redhead was unsure whether it was the frightening array of toys on the shelves or the blonde's smile that made her girlfriend nervous but either way she felt inclined to comfort the brunette who had come to mean so much to her.
"Jackie, we can leave right now if you want." Donna said turning to her girl.
"No, I'm ok mistress, I'm just a little nervous. I've never been in a place like this before." Jackie reassured her mistress.
"Alright, but if it becomes too much for you just tell me ok?"
"Ok."
Donna and Jackie spent a few moments browsing through the store, picking a few items up to look at them more thoroughly. Some they could recognise, but others they could not.
After a while a voice broke them from their concentration, "Can I help you?"
It came from the blonde who still sat behind her desk and didn't seem to be in any hurry to leave it.
"No thanks, we're ok, we're just browsing." said Donna.
"Ok." said the blonde who allowed them to browse for a few more minutes before asking, "Is she your bitch?"
"Excuse me?"
"Is she your bitch?" the blonde asked again, "I couldn't help overhearing when you came in that she called you mistress. Plus you have a very distinctive Dom vibe about you and she is so obviously a Sub. Also, when you came in here you were holding hands. So I would assume that your in a lesbian BDSM relationship and you're the mistress and she's your bitch. Am I wrong?"
Donna stood there for a few moments letting everything the blonde said sink in before turning to see Jackie was just as bewildered as she.
The redhead thought about her options.
She and Jackie had been fighting so hard to keep their relationship a secret but they had come here looking for more than just toys, they needed advice, she needed advice and maybe, just maybe this blonde could help her.
Biting her lip Donna turned back to the blonde and went with her gut instinct to tell the truth and let the stranger know the secret she and her new lover had been trying to keep to themselves.
"Yes... she's my bitch."
"I knew it," the blonde said clapping her hands together and grinning widely, "I fucking knew it. I knew from the second you walked in that you two were lovers. I'm never wrong about these things, it's a gift. Oh my god, I just have to say that you two make such a cute couple. I mean look at you red, you're still holding her hand so protectively, you're going to make such a great Dom."
"Ok first of all the names Donna." said Donna, somewhat miffed about being referred to by the same name as her boyfriend's father, "And who are you anyway? And where's Mr Wolf? And what's a Dom?"
"Mr Wolf?" asked Jackie.
"My uncle," the blonde said quickly, "he runs this store and he doesn't much like people calling him that, he's not a very big fan of fairytales. As for who I am, I'm his niece... obviously and I'm running this store today as a favour to him. My name is Chloe Sullivan and a Dom is someone who dominates somebody else, like your little brunette friend there."
"Ok then." Donna said turning back to the many items on the store before suddenly turning back to Chloe, "Wait a second, what do you mean I'm going to make a great Dom? You know nothing about me, how do you know I'm not already a great Dom?"
"Because you reek of inexperience and yet untapped potential." Chloe said shrugging her shoulders.
"And your instincts told you this did they?" Donna said impatiently.
"Yes as a matter of fact they did." said Chloe, don't get me wrong I think you could be great, you just like a little... experience... and knowledge."
"Again you know nothing about me, who used to tell me who I am and what I do or do not know?"
Chloe picked up the item nearest to, "what's this?"
"Erm... I don't know."
"A cat of nine tails... what's this?"
"... weird clothes pegs?"
"Wrong, their nipple clamps..." seeing Donna was getting angry and Chloe changed her strategy in a hurry to get her point across, "Ok something else... how many times a day should you whip your bitch?"
"I... I..."
"It's a trick question honey... you whip her as much as you feel is necessary. You see my point is not that you're not a great Dom, but you could be a great Dom... with a little... training." Chloe said suggestively.
"Oh... and who would train me?" said Donna suspiciously, thinking she already knew the answer.
She was correct.
"Me."
Donna sighed and looked Jackie. Normally she wouldn't have given this woman the time of day, but since starting her relationship with Jackie, Donna had been having some insecurities about her own abilities as a mistress... or Dom as this woman called it. If this Chloe Sullivan could help her better understand how she needed to treat Jackie it could help her keep the brunette who had come to mean so much to her.
Reluctantly the redhead sighed and said, "How much do you charge?"
