As the prompt for this weeks Wicked Wednesday is "Fantasy" I need to be very clear that nothing in this week's story should be assumed to be a fantasy of mine please!
Much Madness is divinest Sense -
To a discerning Eye -
Much Sense - the starkest Madness -
’Tis the Majority
In this, as all, prevail -
Assent - and you are sane -
Demur - you’re straightway dangerous -
And handled with a Chain -
Much Madness by Emily Dickinson
The mobile phone began to play Ride of the Valkyries and Isobel reached for it knowing it was Monica calling something which happened rarely. Monica's classy East Coast voice sounded a little flustered - also rather unusual. "I need to see you as soon as possible." she said. Isobel established that they would both be in London two days hence and arranged to meet at Monica's Soho office. She had given little away other than that there was something she needed to take a view on and wanted Isobel's input.
Monica had worked as a concierge at top hotels in London and New York until an irreconcilable difference of opinion with management about whether arranging for high end escorts to visit the hotel was or was not part of her duties. She treated this as a learning experience and hoped that the guest who had left a submissive tied to the bed and forgot to put the "do not Disturb" sign out did too.
She then used her contacts and people skills to act as an intermediary setting up encounters between some of both city's finest companions and those who both desired and could afford their services. Isobel was already someone she had worked with and they had become good friends in the years since. Isobel knew that Monica was always clear that her fee was 10% and she made sure that the women who worked with her were treated well and put a premium on their health and safety.
She was renowned for her ability to put together compatible pairings and Isobel guessed she might have something special in mind but was mystified by the secrecy - normally requests were emailed and details confirmed using the phone only in an emergency. Two days later she waked into Monica's office and found her immaculately turned out as ever. She came straight to the point:-
"I have had a request from a regular and particularly generous client that is so strange I am not sure whether to even consider it let alone think who might be willing to take it on." They had both come to accept the weird as normal so this had to be something very unusual.
The client had made a lot of money doing something techy and had places in LA, New York and London. He often asked Monica to arrange girls for him sometimes for straight sex but more often he would ask for a submissive. Monica tried debrief the women who undertook more extreme work and as a result she knew quite a lot about his particular kinks.
He would require the women to wear plugs and clamps beneath their clothes and them take them for dinner. During dinner they would discover that the devices were radio controlled and be subject to a variety of sensations some pleasurable, most painful.
Once back in his flat they would be stripped and taken into his "play room" where they were strapped to a St. Andrews Cross and subjected to a prolonged session of impact play usually ending with a caning of such severity that they would need to take a week off work while the bruises healed. However they were all aware what was going to happen and the client never exceeded pre-arranged limits. In fact he always provided a very large extra payment to compensate for the loss of earnings they would suffer as a result of his punishments.
But that wasn't the end of it and the girls reacted in different ways to what followed some finding it positively creepy while others responded warmly - either way but the pattern was always the same. He would begin to cry and tell them how sorry he was for hurting them but insist on tending to their injuries and cuddling them while the pain subsided before very gently fucking them.
But now he had a girlfriend who had been present on the last occasion that a submissive had visited for him. The girl was very experienced and had a high tolerance for pain but had come away very angry albeit well rewarded.
She had explained to Monica that after the agreed 25 strokes of the cane cane which was tough by itself the girlfriend had insisted on taking over and delivered a further 25 very hard strokes which had gone well beyond the agreed limits. Her attempts to use the safe word were ignored initially until the man physically dragged the woman way. Now Monica had asked her to arrange for both a submissive and a dominatrix to join them at an as yet undisclosed location in the country and to stay for a week.
Ethan w..., the client, had specified that the submissive must be prepared to take an exceptional level of punishment and agree to have her labia and nipples pierced. There was more but the most disturbing thing was they had asked if she knew any girls who would be prepared to be branded. They had said that there would be a nurse present throughout the week!
Isobel's first, and second, response was to tell Monica that she should simply tell them she wasn't interested and that what they were proposing was dangerous and unethical but before she could speak Monica said "And there is one more thing - the fee is half a million for the sub and a quarter for the domme plus a 4 week stay in Spa to help them recover if they want it"
Isobel's fees started at £1,200 for dinner and two hours of her time in session if she was being submissive. What she hadn't yet told Monica was that she had decided it was time to retire and start a new life. She couldn't help thinking about how a fee like this would make that new life not only possible much more quickly but very comfortable.
She realised that despite knowing it was an insane proposition she was actually thinking about volunteering for it. "Do you know why they want a domme too?" she asked. "Apparently Henry wants her to teach his girlfriend how to use a cane properly" she replied.
They sat in silence for a long time and then Isobel spoke " Tell them I will do it except for the branding and there must be a absolute limit of 100 strokes of the cane each day. Can you try and get Agnetha to come over from the States to cover the domme role. We've worked together before and frankly having a Judo black belt with me is going to be mighty reassuring.
"Are you sure about this" Monica started to say but Isobel cut her off "I'm quitting anyway and I could do with a pension - and your 10% will keep you in Dom Perignon for a while!
It took several weeks to make the necessary arrangements and allow the piercings to settle. She had been told that she would be collected and driven to the Cotswolds. The day before she was due to leave she came back from a run accompanied by Henry, her yellow Labrador to find a man waiting outside her flat.
He was good looking and carried himself like someone who could look after himself - and probably her too if she was so inclined. She had no idea who he was but the thought crossed her mind that there might be worse ways to prepare for her forthcoming ordeal than being fucked by him.
"I am sorry to disturb you" he said "But it is very important that we speak. My name is Eric J.... and I worked for the Security Services" he added as he proffered her a convincing looking identity card and a piece of paper with a phone number. "Please feel free to check that number but you will find it is the number for the Home Office. When you call it ask for me by name.
She left him waiting outside while she went inside and made a call but not to the Home Office. One of her clients was a man who held high office and she hoped he would be able to check this man out for her.
A few minutes later she re-oped the door and asked him in "It seems you have friends in high places - Sir W... has vouched for you and sends his best regards - he also told me that whatever it is you have to say I really ought to listen"
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