Author's Note: I'm glad you guys seem to like the more story driven stuff. It's more of a challenge than my traditional work but it definitely helps me to improve my writing. Just doing this has really helped me to write dialogue. Part 3 will most likely be the finale but we'll see. As always feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy!
Tags: Female Dominant, monstergirl, non-human, submissive male
As Frederick took a step towards Callista, his vision became blurry before he collapsed. Callista grabbed him before he hit the floor, forming extra appendages to wrap around him. She pulled him towards her instinctively.
"I got you. Stay awake, okay?" Callista said, trying to remain calm.
"I'm fine... just a little dizzy." Frederick murmured.
"All the same, back on the bed with you." Callista said as her slimy appendages easily put him back on the bed.
Frederick groaned in frustration.
"Here, eat." Callista commanded, moving the platter of food onto his lap.
Frederick ate surprisingly daintily. She couldn't help but find it adorable.
"We might have to wait before we do anything like that." Callista noted.
"I don't want to but yeah, it might be a good idea." Frederick responded.
At that moment, Callista's phone rang.
"Hello?" The slimegirl answered.
"Hello, Ms. Alden. Is Mr. Furtem available?" The familiar voice of the centaur officer spoke.
"Yes, hold on." Callista said, handing the phone over to Frederick, "Its Officer Danford. Are you feeling up for it?"
Frederick nodded "Yes".
"Hello?" Frederick asked.
"Good morning Mr. Furtem. We have several suspects; we'd like you to come down and listen to them say a line to help us identify who did this to you." Officer Danford explained, "Can you come down to the station in about two hours?"
"Uh...sure. Two hours will work. Have a good day officer." Frederick replied before hanging up.
"What'd they say?" Callista asked.
"They want me to go down and listen to some suspects read lines." Frederick said.
"In a couple hours?" Callista asked.
"Yeah." He replied.
"Well, then I suppose we should get you into some new clothes." The slimegirl stated, standing up.
"Wait, for-" Frederick started, putting his food off to the side.
"No, you eat your breakfast. I'll take care of it." She commanded.
A shiver crashed down his spine like a waterfall. She was dominant as hell when she wanted to be. Frederick tried not to get aroused.
"Yes Callista." The young man murmured.
The slimegirl walked out of the room for a few minutes. When she returned she had several bags from various stores.
"I'm usually pretty good with sizes but if they don't fit, just leave the tags on." Callista said, setting the bags by the bedside.
"When did you have time to... get me clothes?" The young man asked, clearly surprised.
"A woman never reveals her secrets." She replied with a smirk.
"Thank you... I just feel like you've done so much for me, and I haven't done anything for you." Frederick said in disheartened tone.
"Yet." Callista replied flatly, "We can talk about what you can do for me when you're better. Okay?"
Frederick's cock twitched at the implication.
"Can I provide food for you at least?" Frederick pleaded.
Callista was starving, she hadn't eaten in months. She was able to reuse some sexual energy by masturbating, but she was craving the real thing. She wanted to tell him "yes" so badly, however she couldn't risk him nearly fainting again. Callista satisfied herself with the thought of ravaging this young man once he had recovered.
"Once you recover. In the meantime, eat your food. Then pick out your clothes. Let me know once you're done with your food and I'll take it. But don't get dressed. I want to watch." The slimegirl ordered.
Frederick blushed. He felt alive. No one had ever showered him with care like this. He didn't know how anyone could find him attractive like this woman could. Frederick couldn't help but start overthinking about his every imperfection.
"Um... Callista, I don't know if I'd be comfortable with you watching me dress." The young man stuttered.
"Oh, alright. Well, in that case, I need to take a shower." Callista said, surprised.
Once the slimegirl left the room, Frederick swore under his breath.
"Fuck... why did I say that? Its just dressing, you've watched her. You owe her to let her see you." He said to himself.
Frederick finished his breakfast and walked around the huge house with his empty platter, looking for the kitchen. After a few minutes, he found it. He hurried back to his room and grabbed his clothes, but he didn't dress. Instead he followed the sound of the showering to the bathroom. Frederick knocked on the door.
"Yes Frederick?" Callista answered through the door.
"I've reconsidered. Can I come in?" He asked.
"Uh... sure." The slime girl said, trying to hide her confusion.
Frederick entered the bathroom and saw Callista in the shower, naked.
"Frederick..." Callista started as he reached to remove his underwear.
Callista stepped out and put her hand on his shoulder.
"Frederick, if you don't feel comfortable undressing in front of me, that's fine. I don't want to pressure you to do something you don't feel comfortable doing." The slime girl said, looking deep into his eyes.
"If this is some way I can repay you, it's not a big deal." Frederick answered.
"It is to me." Callista replied.
Neither spoke for a moment.
"Okay, thank you Callista." Frederick said, holding her gaze.
"Tell you what, would calling me Mistress be an acceptable compromise?" The slimegirl suggested.
"Yes Mistress." Frederick answered.
"Good boy." Callista replied.
Frederick excused himself and dressed in his room.
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The two got in the car. And the engine purred to life. As the started to drive towards the police station, Frederick couldn't help but stare at Callista in her human form.
"Tell me Frederick, what do you know about BDSM relationships?" The secretary asked.
"A little, I had a Lamia who was my domme. It was incredible but she also made things more about her. I was her sub, so my feelings didn't matter." Frederick explained.
"Seriously? That bitch! A sub's comfort level should be the domme's main concern. I'm sorry Frederick, I didn't know. Does you calling me Mistress bring up bad memories?" Callista asked, stunned.
"No Mistress, you show that you care a lot about my comfort level. It actually really helps me to get over how she treated me." Frederick said.
The secretary smiled.
"Did she do anything that you liked?" Callista asked.
"Um... well... I really liked it when she coiled around me and pinned me down." Frederick said blushing.
"Hmm, so would you be interested in shibari?" The slimegirl asked.
"Ropes? I've never tried it but I'd be willing to give it a try, Mistress." He said, excitement rising in his voice.
"Okay, definitely something else to try when you're better." Callista noted.
"What about you? Do you have any kinks?" Frederick inquired.
"I love being dominant as I'm sure you noticed. I love tying my partners up, it gives me a sense of power that I don't really get anywhere else. It shows me how much my partner trusts me to be at a slime's mercy. I can feed on their sexual energy relentlessly." Callista answered, "I am a kind of an exhibitionist but I'm not big into it."
The thought of being this slimegirl's plaything was invigorating. But there was something holding him back. Insecurities that had dwelled within his mind since childhood forced him into a self-conscious place. He couldn't completely give up control, not after Sofia.
"What's wrong Frederick? You look nervous." Callista asked.
"I... nothing." Frederick muttered.
"Frederick, I'm not going to pry but if something bothers you, it bothers me. We can talk about it when you're ready." Callista said soothingly.
The rest of their drive went on in silence, only the music coming from the radio disrupted the tension inside the car.
When the two finally arrived at the police station, Frederick was visibly uncomfortable. Callista made sure to stay close to him.
"It's okay, just squeeze my hand if you want to go. I'll handle everything and take us back home." The disguised slimegirl whispered.
"T-Thank you." Frederick whispered back, looking up at the sky.
They entered the police station holding hands. The Arachne was sitting at the front desk.
"Good Afternoon Mr. Furtem, Miss. Alden. Please have a seat and Officer Danford will be right up to take you to the line." She said, her voice upbeat.
"Thank you." Frederick croaked.
After a few minutes, clopping hooves echoed down the hallway. The centaur came out to greet them.
"Mr. Furtem and Miss Alden, thank you for coming. I hope we can deal with this quickly and get the people who did this to you." Officer Danford said with surprising determination, "Please, follow me."
They followed the centaur down the hall before turning into a room with a one-way mirror. Officer Danford leaned over and barked orders through the microphone.
"Step onto the line." Her voice dripping with authority.
Four monstergirls and a human entered the room and faced the mirror. Number One was a Gargoyle, she was shorter than average and covered in tattoos.
"Number One, read the line." Officer Danford ordered.
"Fuck that! I'll take him!" She snarled.
