Michael returned the next morning at a quarter to 8 so they could make his 9:30 game. He gave Kat a call on her cell, figuring her mom wouldn't be up this early on a Sunday. Kat came out wearing a different skirt and short-sleeves, still wanting to show off for Michael, but he told her it was going to be freezing inside the rink and to wear something warm. She came out again wearing a dark, but thankfully layered ensemble, similar to the ones she wore to school, and looking none too happy about it.
Michael laughed and hugged her. "What's wrong? Aren't these the kinds of clothes you normally wear?"
"I represent you now," Kat stated primly. "If I can make other guys jealous of you, that'll raise your status. All they'll be able to do is drool over me, knowing you're the only one who gets to take me home."
Michael snorted at her reasoning. "And what makes you think I want other guys drooling over you," he asked, amused. "You should know from where I sit at lunch that I don't care what others think. If you want to dress up, I want it to be to impress me." Kat, seeing the error in her thinking snuggled into him and apologized contritely.
"If you really want different clothes we can do some shopping after the game," Michael said after some thinking. "Besides, I like your darker side. It sets you apart from all those bottle-blonde airheads and boring vanilla people out there."
Hearing that they were going to do some shopping later and that Michael accepted her quirks, even liked them, put a huge smile on Kat's face. They made a quick stop at a coffee stand and bought scones and hot chocolate. He tried to stay away from caffeine when the kids on his team started popping caffeine pills and chugging energy drinks.
On the way to the rink, Pandora talked about all the buzz surrounding the previous night's attacks. Michael had a touch screen on the dash and Pandora was able to bring up articles regarding their exploits. The Chinese government was flipping out and blaming the US. The Seattle Times listed over 40 companies that had admitted to being hacked. They commented that a handful of hackers had been tracked down but made no mention of Kat or Michael.
When they arrived, Michael went with the rest of his team to warm up before heading to the locker rooms. Kat went to the bleachers and quickly found herself welcomed into a gaggle of girlfriends, some who even shot Kat envious looks.
The game started and Kat was entranced by the brutal hits and dogged fighting that occurred around the puck. It quickly became apparent that Michael was the team's enforcer, but he wasn't a goon either. Frequently he'd put himself in a position to draw penalties, especially around the opponent's net. He played right-wing and whenever the puck was dumped in the other team's corner, Michael would scrap with defensemen much larger than him to regain possession.
He managed to score the game winning goal on a shorthanded play, deking past a center and a defensemen to send it home with a snapshot, top-right. Coming out the locker room, hair wet from a shower, Michael gathered Kat in his arms and gave her a very enthusiastic kiss, drawing howls and wolf-whistles from the stands.
They did some shopping at a nearby mall where Kat picked up over a dozen outfits. As they were driving home, Kat spotted a Spencer's Gifts and told Michael to pull over. He thought they were just getting lube so he was surprised when she started pulling down all matter of bondage implements.
Walking behind her, it looked like Kat was in the zone, completely absorbed with what she was doing, a look of intense concentration on her face. He was closer to the truth then he knew. To Kat, this was just like last night's urge to give up her anal virginity. It was one more river to cross in their relationship and she wanted to be Michael's completely. Plus, it would really drive home her regard for him as her 'master.'
Still, locked as she was in her thoughts, she only vaguely looked at what she was grabbing. Every time she glanced at something new she'd get that feeling and would 'need' Michael to use it on her. Kat was abruptly roused from her trance when she heard a loud *fwap* as something smacked against her ass. She jumped, more from shock than pain, and turned towards Michael who was grinning at her holding an electric-blue rubber paddle.
"Aren't you getting a little carried away?" he asked cheerfully.
Kat looked down at all the trappings she'd collected and blushed, "Maybe." Then she grabbed the rubber paddle and it joined the rest of their acquisitions. By the time they'd finished they had accumulated everything from cuffs to gags, vibrators to themed costumes, and yes, crotchless panties.
Over the months that followed, Michael would use all those and more on Kat. She accepted it all and, in fact, initiated most of their 'game nights.' As Michael became more proficient with the tools, he learned when and how to use them for maximum effect.
At school, their relationship was taken in stride; two outcasts that had found each other. Kat got some surprised looks when she opened up and started wearing more revealing clothes. The couple received some raised eyebrows from both the students and the faculty at the way Kat clung to Michael and her obviously subservient attitude towards him. However, she still retained her wildness and temper, and those students who crossed her got a mouthful, though she calmed down instantly at a single touch from Michael.
Joseph continued eating with them in the computer lab or in town. There was an incident that occurred at their Fall Dance. Kat had convinced Michael to go and he rented a limo to take them. They decided to drag Joseph along with them, though he was going stag. When they got there, he worked up the courage to ask Tammy to dance, who was also there without a date, though she'd come with her friends. They really hit it off and it didn't take long until Tammy led him out of the building.
