#violax

“If only you knew what you looked like right now…” The mistress smirked, putting one of her vinyl-booted feet on her kneeling, blindfolded submissive’s shoulder. The other was placed between her submissive’s feet, the top of the boot growing slick with arousal. The room was nearly quiet, only the sounds of heavy breathing filled the silence.  

Laura kept as still as possible; her mind focused on keeping still, not letting any more of her neediness show. The ambiance alone could push her past her limits; the combination of the slow, sensual music and the nearly degrading naughts being directed towards her nearly made her burst. If only she could get some more friction against her goddess’s boot. She only stopped as she felt her love’s breath go hot against her.

Her Goddess, her Mistress, her Everything leaned towards her, bit a hickey into her neck and then whispered into her ear,

“Max, did you get in my smut stash?”

The grey haired girl, startled by the shift in volume, quickly clapped the paperback shut as she nearly fell out of the loveseat. A copy of  Tainted by the Chains of Love ended up at the shorter girl’s feet. It was originally found in a thrift store as something to fill the bottom shelf of Violet’s pin-up magazines and other pulp novels.

She could have lightened the conversation, but they both knew she was never one to sugar coat things. There was no use lying to her either, especially over something so trivial as a book. “Do forgive me. I was under the impression the bookshelves were communal?”

“You’re good. Just tell me before you’re gonna borrow anything from that shelf, kay? I was worried I lost it.” Violet bent over and picked up the novel, recognizing the bookmarked page. “Oh, you’re at a  spicy part too.”

Max’s lips pursed into an awkward smile as her girlfriend further through the pages. She half expected her to read an excerpt aloud. “That is… definitely a word I would use to describe it.”

“Didn’t realize you were into this dime store stuff. I figured this was too  raunchy and  dirty for your tastes.” She scrunched her nose in fake disgust.  

Max didn’t respond as she slumped back onto the loveseat. “I… I figured I’d try something different?”

“And that’s completely valid. I guess I should ask what you think of it so far.” Violet stared into her girlfriend’s eyes that waited for a response. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to, baby.”

“Well… um…” Max flexed her finger repeatedly, as if she was reaching for the right thing to say. This type of literature wasn’t in her radar; hence it was harder for her to review. Most of the time she veered away from  those types of books, but there was something about this one that made her want to keep reading. Was it the fact that the woman she loved so dearly had read it?

Nevertheless, she decided to humor her and still give her opinions. “I think it’s good so far…”

“Maxie, you’re a good chunk into it. Surely you have more to say… About the plot, how much of that there is.” She slightly raised the pitch of her voice, clearly getting some satisfaction from the secondhand embarrassment.

Max nodded her head, swimming through her thoughts to find coherent sentences, as she straightened her posture. “The writer seems to definitely know what they are talking about. The dynamic between Laura and Rachel isn’t just a thinly-veiled excuse for abuse, unlike some novels I can name. There is open communication and safe words and Rachel listens when her sub says no or when she wants to stop and… Yes, I know it’s basic human decency, but it’s just so…” She squealed with excitement. “And the dynamic… it’s just perfect and-”

“By god, you’re a nerd.” Violet couldn’t help but let out a laugh. There wasn’t a response this time. “Is something the matter, booboo? I’d normally get, like, a slap on the wrist for that.” There was still no answer. “Come on, I don’t hate it as much as I used to. I’m a masochist now, remember?” She shimmied closer towards Max, the pink silk from her robe brushing against her love’s skin and her breasts nearly at eye level.  

She sighed, holding her head in her hands. The embarrassment crept from her face into every fiber of her being. The reminder of the last time they did something of this sort, plus Violet’s remark about her infodumping, rubbed her slightly the wrong way. “Yes. About that. I’ve still been thinking about the other week, and-”

“While we’re on the subject of that, I’m still surprised at how well you did for your first time domming. I’ve been thinking, and-”

“Do you want me to do it again?”

“No.”

“If I was that bad, you can just tell me. Honesty and all…”

“Far from it. You were great!” Violet complimented earnestly, or as earnestly as she would allow herself to get. Apologizing, nor vulnerability for that manner, was never really her strongest suit; it was still too early in the relationship for that sort of thing. “I want to thank you for that… I’m sorry if that whole experience made you uncomfy and… I want to make it up to you.”

“Really?” The silver-haired girl blinked at her girlfriend, staring as if she had grown an extra head. Was she being serious? After all of the things she had said and done, Violet was still proud of her. “But… I hurt you!”

“But you didn’t harm me, and that’s what mattered. Also wasn’t topping that one time your idea? All because of those goddamn cat ears.” She chuckled, thinking about the situation in hindsight.

“And I kept spritzing you with that bottle,” She ignored the compliment and got slightly more defensive.“that must’ve been annoying.”

“Isn’t that the point? What matters is I liked it, you hear me? You’re smarter than you give yourself credit for. Now shut up and let me return the favor, okay?”

Max nodded her head, suddenly growing timid at her girlfriend’s demeanor. “What is it you want to do?”

Violet’s face grew a mischievous smirk; she’d been planning her strategy the moment she saw Max reading on the loveseat. She leaned into her girlfriend’s ear and whispered, “How about we recreate one of those scenes from this book? Would you like me to ruin you, Miss Maxine.  I bet you’ve wanted to be in Laura’s position from the moment you picked up that.”

“Yes…” Max blushed even more scarlet. She stopped herself as the logical and modest parts of her brain took over. “No, wait… shouldn’t we go over safe words and limits first?”

“We’ll get to that! I just wanna confirm if that sounds like a good idea. Granted it’s one of mine, so it’s good by default.”

“Violet!” Her lover chastised.

“Okay, I deserved that. Do you want me to do those things to you? We don’t have to do it exactly by the book.” Max nodded her head. “Perfect, let’s get playing! But first, have you eaten anything today?”

There was silence.

Violet sighed as she cupped her girlfriend’s face. “Max. My darling. Love of my life and-”  

“I’ll be fine…” Max interrupted, slightly whining as she slowly got out of the loveseat. “Please don’t worry about me. Besides, I’m not hungry.” She lied through her teeth.

It was still quite early in the afternoon and she had been too engrossed in the literature to think about bare necessities. At least she remembered to shower; that’s always a good start.

“For all the times you fuss at me about not eating, you should take better care of yourself. I don’t want you passing out.” Violet pulled Max close, then sat her down at the kitchen table. “I’ll fix something real quick and then we’ll get to it. I promise.”

The two further negotiated as they had their meal. They set limits and safe words, and it seemed as if nothing had changed since last time. Max was a little unsure about hickeys since she had a presentation the next day, but Violet calmed her down. When in doubt, there were always clean turtlenecks on standby.

“Now, last thing. Do you want me to be kind or cruel?”

Max took a bite of her salad and contemplated, as if her partner had asked a trick question. One could easily be disguised as the other given certain circumstances. “Kind,” she swallowed, unsure of her answer. “But also cruel. Possibly both? I’m sorry; I still don’t understand.”

“Let me rephrase that. How far do you want me to go? I mean, there’s a big difference between calling you a cumslut and calling you stupid.” The black-haired woman clarified, drumming her fingers on the table as she waited for an answer.

It wasn’t hard to tease Max; there were many things about her that were practically a bullseye for bullying. She was the kind of girl who would take too long to get ready, yet look like she barely had any makeup on. The kind who’d talk during a movie she’d seen ten times before just to spout trivia, quietly going on until shushed. She was practically a grandmother when it came to social media and she was just so… rigid out in public. It was too easy to make fun of the things bullies had told Max for years (her hair, her height, and the way she spoke to name a few), plus it was wrong.  

Yes, Violet was a bitch, but she still had standards.

“As far as you want.” Max continued, starting to protest yet not sure of what. “I swear… I can take it.” A hush fell over the kitchen. “I’ll safeword when I feel uncomfortable. I promise.”

Violet swallowed a mouthful of spinach and sighed, “I know you will. I trust you, but will you remember when the time comes?” A hush fell over the kitchen. “It’s just- in the past it was hard for you to come out of your subspace and I don’t wanna make you cry. Well, at least in a bad way. We should have discussed this earlier, but I got distracted by other things and-”

“Now look who’s being fussy.” The grey-haired lady teased as she finished up the rest of her meal. With a small grunt of protest from her partner, she continued. “Well… calling me stupid or worthless is a hard no, and other things in that vein. Nothing negative about my body. And… I think that’s it.”

“Perfect.” Violet shot up and took her and Max’s bowls. “I’ve got to get ready, but remember. As soon as I see you next, your ass is mine. Give me about thirty-ish minutes and I’ll be ready for you. I have some research to do.” She strode towards the door, flipping through the pulp novel’s pages for emphasis.

“Sounds good to me, darling.”

“Then it’s a date!” As she pulled herself into the bedroom, the newly appointed mistress quickly stuck out her head and winked before closing the door.

Max and Violet live a very happy and colourful, not just from their artwork and paints they have all around their studio they have in their home, but from pure happiness and love they have for each other. Their passion for wanting to have a child has been a big part of everything they've wanted and keep trying for, especially when Violet gets her period. They never give up, they believe that no matter how hard it's been each month they will become pregnant and will one day be able to put their never ending love into a piece of them both.

“Pearlie can't make it and I need to get this done. Max darling, I need you to model for me. Please.” Violet smiles as she walks towards Max holding a box of white stockings. “Put these on.” She kisses his cheek before leaving the room to fill her special painting glass with water. Before Max slips on the stockings he softly runs his fingers along them and smiles but gets interrupted when Teddy tries to jump into his lap. “Hey now, you almost snagged them.” He laughs then pats Teddy on the head. “Run along.” “Bad boy.” Violet giggles as she sets her glass down and prepares her paints. Max pulls his slacks up to his knees before slipping the stockings on. “They're backwards my love.” He turns them so they are facing the right way and pulls them up to his knees and stopped after setting them an inch over his slacks. “Now, put these on. I won't be able to paint them onto the piece unless I see them modeled.” Violet points to a medium sized box next to the seat Max is sitting. He takes out a pair of beautiful gold heels. “I don't think they'll fit.” He begins to put the right heel on. “Just try.” Violet smiles as Max sits up and clicks the heels together, smiling. “See, perfect!” She begins to paint but stops and backs away looking at Max then the painting. “I need the dress.” She walks to a near corner picking up a white dress with gold around the waist line. “I can't wear this.” Max holds it up to look at it more. “I didn't ask you to, just hold it against you.” As he does Violet puts the dress as it is in the painting and starts to paint.

Max looks down at the dress admiring the beauty again running his fingers along the sleeve then smiles. He feels like a whole new feeling emerged from inside of himself showing a whole new light.

“Sorry I'm late, I had to finish rehearsal.” Violets long time friend, Pearl, walks in holding a beautiful bouquet of different flowers. “Oh my what a beauty!” She walks up to Max moving a small curl from his face. “We shall call you.. Maxine. Yes, Maxine is perfect!” Pearl hands Max the bouquet and kisses his cheek. The three smile and begin to laugh at the moment. Max sets the flowers on a small side table near the chair then hands Pearl the dress so she can change into it and begins to remove the stockings handing them to her as well. “I'll be right back Violet.” Pearl leaves for the bathroom to change. “You looked elegant my love. Perhaps I should have you model for me more often.” Violet gives Max a small kiss on the lips.

Later that night as Max lays in bed reading a book, Violet walks in and coughs gently to catch his attention. Max looks up and sees her leaning against the door frame slowly running her fingers along her collarbone in a white nightdress leaving him speechless. He sits himself up to take a better look at his beautiful wife watching as she walks to him, climbing on to his lap. “Pearl helped me pick this out after we went to lunch. Do you like it?” Violet unpins her hair letting it fall onto her shoulders. “I love it.” Max pulls Violet in softly for a kiss before rolling her over so she's laying on her back. “You are so beautiful.”

The next morning Violet wakes up to the smell of breakfast being made and smiles. Her hopes are high that they finally were pregnant but have to wait and see if her period comes in the next two weeks. “Good morning my love.” Max pulls Violet in for a hug and kiss before turning to pull out her chair so she can sit. “Did you sleep well?” He asks as he pours her some freshly squeezed orange juice. “I did. And you?” Max puts Violets plate down and sits across her. “Yes, wonderfully in fact.” He smiles at her before biting into his orange slice. “Pearls ball is tonight, I think we should switch it up.” “What do you mean?” Max looks at her confused. “What if I went with someone else?” He begins to look upset. “What? With who?” “Maxine.” Violet smiles as Max sits up straighter than he already was. “Really? How can we do that, your dresses will never fit me they're too small.” Violet puts her hand to her chin to think. “I know a place.” Violet then jumps up grabbing Max by the hand and pull him to the room. “What about breakfast?” Max looks back to the table as he follows Violet. “I'll clean it after we get dressed.” Violet grabs one of her dresses and begins to put it on. “You. Get dressed.” She giggles as she laces and ties her boots.

As they both are dressed and cleaned the table of their plates and glasses they head out. “The studio?” They walk into the wardrobe area looking through the dresses picking out some that Maxine would look absolutely beautiful in then they pick a wig. A mix between a silver and gray color that matched Max's skin tone perfectly. When they get back to the apartment it's already evening so they begin to get ready for the ball so they're not late. “Here, let me do your makeup.” Violet sits next to Max at the vanity and begins to apply foundation. Violets makeup was always flawless and beautiful no matter what so Max knew he was in good hands. After Violet applied the foundation she began to apply a light red lipstick to his lips then started on eyeliner. “Maybe I should try the other eye?” Max asks once Violet finished with his right eye. “Okay.” Violet smiled handing Max the liner brush. “Remember, keep your hand steady.” Max slowly applied the eyeliner then sat back to see how he did. “Wow, I'm like a natural!” He gave a big smile as he looked at Violet in the mirror. “Yes! Better than I could ever do!” She clapped excitedly and smiled.

Once they got to the party Pearl walked up to them smiling. “Maxine! Oh my goodness you look beautiful!” Pearl smiles as she looks over her. “Thank you.” Maxine looks down shyly and gives a small smile. During the party Maxine grows tired of talking with people and steps out into another room to get some air. “Hello, how are you? I'm Aaron.” A young man with dark almost black hair asks as he stands next to her. “I don't mean to sound inappropriate or rude but, I've been watching you and see that you're quiet and shy, like the world is a shadow around you. I can relate to that as well.” “I should go..” Maxine grabs her scarf getting ready to head back into the party before Aaron stops her. “Lets go outside, it's warm in there.” Maxine follows Aaron into a big room and sits down next to him. “You really are beautiful. It feels different with you, something's different with you.” Maxine begins to feel really nervous and feels like she doesn't know what to do. “What do you mean?” She looks at him feeling like she's about to panic or start crying. “I feel like I should ask your permission before kissing you.” Aaron runs his thumb along Maxine’s cheek before leaning in and kissing her lips, Maxine kisses back.

“Pearl, have you seen Max?” Violet asks as she looks around. “No, he didn't come.” Pearl laughs then continues talking to the group she was already talking with. Violet continues to walk around looking for Maxine when she stumbles upon a room. Looking through the window she sees Aaron kiss Maxine and sees her return the kiss before pulling away holding her hand to her nose. Violet rushes in and sees Maxine look up crying and bleeding from her nose. She helps her up and walk out of the room to leave and head home.