"Are you sure you want to do this?" Catherine whispered into Laura's ear.
"Yes," She hissed. "I'm sick of Jason doing this to me. He needs to learn a lesson."
Catherine knew the pain her friend was going through. Jason had moved in with Laura four months ago after they had dated for a little more than a year. Neither of the two women had any idea Jason would be so dominating and mean once they moved in together. Laura had told her stories about Jason forcing her to have sex with him and his friends and becoming angry when she refused. Catherine could tell Laura was at the breaking point.
The two women were hiding behind the shrubs in front of Laura's house waiting for Jason to come home. Catherine had watched Laura slip pills into a gallon of water in the refrigerator. Laura had told her Jason would come home and have a glass of water or two and then sit in front of the TV until she got home to make dinner. She had insisted the pills were her sleeping pills and she just wanted to "knock him out" for a little while.
The girls crouched down low as Jason's car pulled into the garage. Laura was too short to see into the dining room window so she made Catherine watch as Jason downed several glasses of water and went upstairs.
'He's going upstairs, taking his shirt off, I think he's changing," Catherine whispered. 'Now he's coming back down, he's in his chair."
Laura looked at her watch; by her best guess they would wait 10 minutes for Jason to pass out and then would go in.They sat in the dark opening up the black duffel bag Laura had instructed Catherine to pack. It had a large chef's knife, two sets of handcuffs, a thick leather collar, anal beads, riding crop, and an obnoxious large purple dildo among other items in it. Laura smiled at Catherine and hugged her tightly.
"I owe you one for this," Laura promised.
Catherine nodded. "I know you do. It looks like he's sleeping."
Laura put her finger to her lips and gently turned the knob to the front door. Both women tiptoed into the living room where Jason was sleeping. Laura gently nudged Jason, still sleeping.
" Perfect. This is going to work out just as I planned." Laura smiled, "He should be out for about an hour, we need to move fast."
The women went to Laura's bedroom and quickly changed. Catherine pulled her long fiery red hair into a ponytail on the top of her head and slipped on a pair of tight black leather daisy dukes and a black and red corset that Laura laced tightly up her back. A pair of red thigh high, spike-heeled boots completed her transformation into a dominatrix. Laura also brought her blond hair into a high ponytail and dressed in a pair of skin tight leather chaps studded with silver spikes down the legs and a black see-through g-string with matching bra. Both girls put on black chokers, grabbed the sheet off Laura's bed, and headed downstairs.
"If he wakes up, just put the knife to his throat," Laura instructed Catherine as they prepared to flop Jason out of his chair and onto the sheet spread on the floor. Laura inhaled deeply as she lifted his shoulders while Catherine pulled his legs out of his chair. Jason flopped to the floor and groaned but didn't wake up. Catherine gave Laura a thumbs-up as they dragged the sheet and Jason down the hall to the guest bedroom.
They quickly lifted the edges of the sheet and awkwardly lifted Jason to the bed. He groaned again and rolled over. Laura nodded to Catherine as she handed her a set of handcuffs. They stretched Jason out on the bed and cuffed his wrists to the headboard, then tied his ankles to the footboard. Jason lay there in a t-shirt and pair of shorts as the girls planned their next move.
Catherine sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, knife in hand, when Jason came to. She smiled sweetly at him as he tried to put two and two together. Catherine quickly swung a leg over Jason, straddling him. She pushed the tip of the knife to his throat and whispered, "You're going to listen to everything I say and you're going to be quiet about it. Understand?"
Jason's eyes grew huge as he moved to push Catherine off him, realizing he had been restrained. "You're a crazy bitch," Jason hissed. Laura was watching through a crack in the door, thinking Catherine was doing a fantastic job.
"Jason, come on, I know you want me, why don't you just relax and enjoy this?" Catherine cooed in his ear, tickling it with the tip of her tongue. Jason jerked his head and tried again to push her away. Catherine laughed as she slid off him.
"There is no use trying to fight it, sweety. You're stuck and I'm in charge." She giggled as she gently ran the blade over Jason's abdomen. Jason watched as she flipped the knife over and cut his shirt off.
"You are going to let me up now you bitch!"
Catherine just smiled and pressed the tip of the knife into his side, just enough for him to think she might be serious.
"Ok we need to set up some ground rules, Jason," Catherine said coolly, picking up the duffel bag. "Number one, you will address me and any other woman in the room as ma'am or mistress. Number two, you will do as I say. If you don't there will be consequences. Understand?" Catherine pulled out the beads and some lube.
Jason began shaking his head vigorously. "Yes ma'am, I understand."
"Good." Catherine smiled as she took the knife and removed Jason's shorts and boxers with it. "Look Jason, you're getting hard, so you must enjoy this a little more than you think you are. Or you're lying to me and really want this." Catherine frowned. "I don't like to be lied to, Jason."
