This story has a bit of everything in it, some D/s, a bit of incest, a bit of fetish, and a bit of anal....So you have been warned. Now please read and enjoy. MV
Nearly three months had passed since their blow up and James wasn't quite sure what to do about his ex-submissive Cricket. Of course that was his pet name for her but that's all he'd called her for so long that to think of her in any other way would just be strange.
Their relationship had been through its ups and downs but in the end they had always managed to stay with one another. They had met online and found a quick bond that lead to a wonderful night on the phone within a week of their meeting. She had professed her darkest fears and desires and he had fed on it. Like a vampire draining her with each encounter and pulling her closer into his grasp. Enthralling her and becoming Master to her submissive.
Their jobs and different locations had never allowed them the real life encounter they had wanted and in the end her missing his birthday had lead to him giving in and acting childish...he had dismissed her and told her that they needed time apart for a while or maybe completely if she forgot days such as the one they she needed to remember in his mind. In reality it was stupid he thought as he sat in the seat of the airplane looking out the window, he had just wanted her attention and needed to draw her back in. The opposite had happened, she had finally said that she couldn't stand it anymore and that she would not be returning to him again this time.
While that was hard for him to accept and he had tried desperately to get her to return explaining his immature actions to her. He did see in the end though that she was right and that she did need a chance to be free and learn more about herself and the world of D/s without him. He had failed to advance her learning when he grew complacent and now there was only one shot left at showing her how much he really did care.
They still talked quite frequently on the Internet through email and messengers but they hadn't found the chance to get on the phone again since this incident. James knew why though, it was because that was truly her weakness with him. No matter how much Cricket wanted to stand on her own he could whimper and lose control and return her to his embrace once more. He had talked extensively with her over the last few days rekindling some of what had been lost but still she refused to give in and return to him. So he decided to take another step, he decided to fly to where she lived and stay in a hotel and then he was going to a Halloween party that was being thrown in a nearby town. He knew of the party because it was a Literotica Halloween Party, members on the site had arranged it and they had decided that the central location for everyone would be Chicago, near enough to where his Cricket lived.
Only one person could thwart his plans he thought as he dressed that evening, the person that had set this party up was the only one that knew he was coming and he hoped that Christine wouldn't reveal his agenda or even his attendance to anyone until he was ready. He had been tempted by many costumes as he looked through the store where he lived, the options were so abundant, there was a Spiderman costume which would allow a mask and the anonymity that he was looking for but that could be too obvious as he had written many stories on the site himself about Spiderman. His next option was a vampire but that would mean he would have his face exposed and there were several that were supposed to be there that night that would be able to name him. In the end he had decided on a new take on a batman costume. It was the rubber chest but the bottoms instead of tights or rubber were made of leather and the utility belt was prepared to handle sex toys. There was a latch for his whip, one for a paddle, a few for handcuffs and a small box with three containers on his side. Each container could hold a few items in which he now placed the keys to both sets of handcuffs, nipple clamps and an extra for a clit with a chain, and finally he slipped in a rag soaked in chloroform. It was actually a handkerchief and he was rather pleased as he slipped the mask over his head, covering half of his face, only his goatee covered chin and his jaw line were exposed. He knew that she might be able glimpse him but she wouldn't even expect his being there so it might be safe.
James looked around his hotel room making sure that everything was set up just right for what he planned to be an earth shattering night for them both. It was nice there were candles that he had lit and placed in the center of the table and he had fruit by the bedside. He had extra fresh towels brought up to his room earlier and had placed them in the bathroom and by the bed. The bed he had stripped and covered with a plastic fitted sheet and ran a tarp underneath the bed letting it stick out on the sides to cover each of the four sides of the bed just in case anything spilled over. There were cameras set in each room with wide angle views, each was connected to his laptop computer and would be sending images that he would be recording for the next few hours, each was on a motion sensor and would only start recording when movement occurred.
Cricket sat in her room brushing her hair after she had finished dressing, she knew that her costume was going to be a bit obvious to everyone who she was but since she had been a little girl she had been obsessed with fairies. Now she had finally saved enough to buy her own costume instead of renting one this year, a green sequined Tinkerbelle outfit, complete with wings and little bits of glitter. She had put on a bit of the lotion that the girl in the store had given her and as she flipped the lights off in the room and stepped outside she could see her own reflection glowing back at her in the mirror. She had no idea what was about to happen tonight but having been newly divorced and hungry for some cock she figured that this was the best party of all she could go to.
James wondered around the party and when asked who he was on Literotica he informed everyone of a pseudonym he had created and submitted stories under a year prior, just for anonymity's sake. Little did he know when he created the name how much use it could really be later on for him. James lingered with a small group of writers that he knew and while he was eager to reveal himself to them as his true well known name he betted the odds that he would have a chance later on tonight to pull off the mask and show himself to the members present. He still had one ace in the hole though that he would be sharing with a special someone later and even she had no idea that it was possible they had a deeper connection than that which they had shared.
James had just turned from the bar with a new drink in hand when he saw her across the room, his Cricket, smiling and flittering around meeting everyone so eagerly. He waited for nearly three quarters of an hour, watching her patiently as she made her way around to the bar. The evening was still early and he didn't want her to know she was being pursued. He had gazed at her most of the time and allowed her to see him staring but he refused to budge from his place near the bar, knowing that eventually she would come for a drink and to him. They had always been drawn to one another and if things were truly meant to be tonight he thought, and then she will come to me as she did before.
Cricket approached the bar slowly, she wasn't sure if the man in the bondage batman outfit was giving her the creeps or turning her on but either way she wanted a drink and to introduce herself. She had tried to avoid this but unfortunately she was drawn to him like waves to a shoreline. Knowing that she wanted some fun tonight anyway she could imagine being his beach to crash onto over and over, to feel the frothy mist spill out from his efforts of breaking onto and into her. The metaphor made her briefly think of James, knowing that he was probably in Hawaii surfing at this time as he did every weekend when he logged off of their discussions at nearly this exact hour. She wondered if she should have invited him here and at least talked to him. So many had hoped he would make it, mostly women she observed on the message boards when he had stated that he wished he could be there but there was no way he could make it then. Something about the pipeline being perfect and his working on a book was going to keep him in all their minds as a recluse. A few women had mentioned that they thought his picture was a fake anyway but Cricket even though she no longer belonged to him defended his attributes.
"Oh no girls," she had interjected, "he is real and that is his picture, as well I have seen all he has to offer and the few pictures he posted and pulled down were of his real cock not some found display."
With that she had left the group and found herself hovering toward the man by the bar, standing next to him she ordered a drink and then turned back to face him, "Hi I'm fairy2flames," she whispered, losing her bubbly attitude and finding herself almost offering a submissive nature to him without even hearing him speak.
James knew that she was the only one on the website that knew his pseudonym and his real names so he had to be clever and use one that he had created abut three months ago after their split, "Hi I'm Kathago," he grunted at her as if he was less than interested in knowing who she was.
"Oh I've read a few of your posted stories Sir," she replied, immediately realizing she had just had a slip of the tongue.
"Yes, Fairy and just what did you think of them?" he inquired.
