"Mistress. that kid is back again.... " She groaned as she kicked off her slippers and allowed the security guard to slide her high heel boots on in there place.
"Who is he messing with this time. James?" She walks to the observation cameras and clicks threw the images till she finds the one of the teenage boy and to her surprise a young fae Mistress. She watches as the young fae runs out of the room crying her translucent wings fluttering angrily and curses under her breath.
"Lock that room down.... And do not tell Andrew about this understand me!"
She took her time slowly walking to the main level of her club while James and the other members of the club calmed the young fae.
She glanced at the camera in the hall before entering motioning for them to turn the cameras off this was her realm she had this completely under control..... She hoped.
The boy looked up for his sullen stair at the rug and the smashed mirror but she did not speak.
"YA YA I know get my ass out and don't come back ... RIGHT" he stood grabbing his clothing off the floor.
"Actually no... clean up this mess and find a proper way to great a Mistress in the next 15 minutes or you will be banned from here for life."
She left the room holding tight to the door after shutting it what was that... she felt a power she had never felt before coming off the boy in waves ... a very angry destructive power.
She walked back to the observation room this time at a pace that would have surprised many of the supernatural beings here at the bdsm club.
She pushed open the door of the observation deck startling the few guards who had been there watching all the activities
"WHAT is he?" they all looked at each other but none knew what the boy was what they did know he was not a human and not one of them.
Most of the security guards in this club were either were wolves. werecats or vampires and they could all feel the odd cloud around the boys aura.
She turned the camera to the room back on surprisingly the boy had dressed and was gently picking up shards of broken mirror and cupping the pieces in his hand.. He sensed her watching and glanced up at the camera before throwing the glass into the waist bin and pacing back and forth trying to decide if he would obey her. After a few minutes with a deep growl he sunk to his knees facing the door. He glanced at the clock he had 2 minutes left.. He hit the floor with his fist and forced his arms behind him gripping the hands as if they were the only things keeping him from lashing out. She could see a glistening to his eyes and wondered if it was tears from being called out or if he was truly ashamed he had acted out.
Again she slowly walked back to the room and opened the door this time ready for the over powering presence. He didn't look up he didn't move as she walked her shoes making a distinct clip clip clip on the floor as she approached the carpet.
"Very good, boy. I am going to be your Mistress tonight but unlike the dommes you have seen and distressed here in the past I don't care what shit you bring in the door of this club it stays in that hall way I am the last chance you have here understand?"
The young man jerked his head up but stiffly nodded his acceptance of the statement if nothing else. She could see small cuts on his hand from the glass and could feel his pain seated deep in his soul she understood the need to be forced to ones knees and brought to heel and that was just what this boy needed.