Close is near
General Stone paced around the room, in her birthday suit. She could do anything, kill, hunt. Fight. You name it she could do it. But the one thing that she is terrified of is public speaking. One of the most deadliest witches aside from Alder herself, that is, but with one major flaw. She can't handle something so basic it stupid, like public speaking.
Plus she hates feeling this vulnerable, which is always how she feels afterward. And nothing can really remove it, will not, until she meets with Petra.
“You know you don't have to paced around the room naked, it get tried right”
“I am not in the mood for you, sarcasm”
Petra pushed herself up on her elbow to get a better view of Stone pacing around the room. She didn’t have to remove the covers as the room there was warm. That they never had cover on the bed, they normally just lay together with nothing covering them, but the warmth of the room and each other. Her clothes also long on, just like Stone’s.
Normally having sex after a public speaking, helped. But today it would seem that she is a lot more worked up than normal. So she changed things up, when down a different path. One she knows all so well, now. After years being together.
“What going on inside your head”
“A lot,” she muttered out.
For a moment Petra allowed herself to show how she was feeling. She understood that Stone's mind often goes crazy after public speaking. She thought fucking her would work, getting her out of her head space. And it had, but only for a short time. She knew there might be more fuelling this mental rush of thought. Stopping her from just being. Normally she is so calm, and calculating to the point of it being scary.
She quickly filled her emotion down, and spoke softly with her.
“Then whatever order it is, let it out. Let out your train of thought”
Stone paused and looked over at Petra that silence request to order her. Wish over the years Petra and come to understand very well.
“That an order”
With that she carried on pacing, blurted out her mind.
“What if it wasn’t good, what if it was too short to the point.” she bit down on her finger nail and carried on.
“But what if it was good and they want me to do that again. Then what. Not to mention Raelle hasn’t recovered, she has been unconscious for days after the surgery. Which is a good and bad thing. Good she is resting her body but bad because we don’t know if it works. So we can’t hold her. And then Toot recovered but lost her work. Which, i don’t know if Raelle will handle it. She is not very good at dealing with this shit.”
Her pacing started to increase.
“Then you got Silver attacking Willa. That traitor that we all hold dear. Your plan to hide this relationship, to the point that Nicta and most closest to you think you are still into her. Which, i don’t blame you. But still it hurts sometimes, and I know we said we don’t want to be in public and that still stands. I just don’t want people thinking that you're hung up on her. And I really don’t want to stand in front of people again, and speak.” she breathed out.
She could tell she was about to panic. So she jumped up from the bed, and pulled Stone into her embrace stopping the pacing in its tracks. Stone couldn’t stop herself from burying her face into Petra's shoulder.
“That is all valid”
Stone looked up at that, they both locked eyes for a brief moment. That was all Petra needed to know and understand what Stone needed. She needed the physical consent to be removed. This wasn’t the first time they had done this either.
“Don’t move, that an order”
Stone stepped back and didn’t again, unless she was ordered to. Petra moved over to the bed and opened a small draw that was under the bed. Revealing a collar and four hand cuffs. She knows what to do. She removed the collar and closed the draw. She walked back over to Stone.
“Consent to my will, you may stop this, with one word.”
“Powerless”
“Good, but you consent to my will”
“I do,” she says without looking at Petra. She knows the rules, she wasn’t allowed to look up or things would get a lot more interesting after this. You really don’t need to know.
And with that she placed the collar around Stone neck. She could feel her power drain from her. This collar was designed with two functions. One, to stop her from using her work. Which most collars were used for. And Second it had multiple rings around the middle of the collar. Petra pulled the collar tight around her neck. To the point where she couldn’t form a deep breath.
“On the bed, that an order”
With that Stone walked over to the bed and laid down in the middle of the queen side bed.
Petra walked around the bed. As the bed itself was in the middle of the room. Petra walked over to one of the trucks that lined the walls of the room. And opened it.
Inside was a handful of metal bars. With rings at the end of them. She picked up a middle length one. And walked over to Stone head.
“Hands above your head, now” she yelled. There was no evil behind it. She was just a commanding officer talking to a troubled Cadet.
Stone followed her orders, she knew it was an order even if she never said it was an order it was in this case.
Petra then attached the metal bar and cuffed Stone wrists to it. This bar and an add figure there was a small loop in the centre of the bar. Which she attached to a small chain that was always attached to the bed. And hung down to the floor most of the time. This opened her lungs, but stopped her from moving her arms together or above her head of the bed.
Know with her hand spread above her head. She walked along the bed, running her finger along Stone's body. She knows Stone doesn’t like it but right now she is in control.
She went back over and took another bar, this one a little different to the first. She attached this bar to Stone ankles.
“Bend your knees”
With that Stone raised her knees and her feet flat on the bed.
Petra then uses rope. Tight the bar and run the rope along the Stone body. And tight it around her legs and around her body until it got to her collar and tight it around the centre ring. With that done. Stone was unable to straighten her legs at all. But still allow full access for Petra.
Petra then opened a different box, and picked out a dildo. Or want most people to call it a strap on. She picked up a few more things before climbing onto Stone, the cold Dildo pressing down on her belly.
She quickly added two claps onto Stone nipples. Making her hiss in pain. But still she didn’t say her safe word so she carried on. She then attached the clip to her own nipples. Another way to control the pain. If Petra moves away, it would pull on Stone's nipple causing her to be in pain, unable to follow, to release the pain.
“You have no say in how I will take you. And I will take you. This is not your pleasure but mine”
She pulled on her collar, making her gasp for air.
“You can’t get out of this, you're my plaything. Until I am satisfied. Until i want to stop, you don’t have a say”
It was a little lie, they both know if Stone said her safe word it would stop. Her word consent was still active.
“You can do nothing but take it”
She let go of her collar allowing her breath earlier. Not fully normal, that was the all point of the tight collar, to control her body, to the max. Including her breathing.
And with that placed the dildo inside Stone. She closed her eyes briefly even with her pussy wet, the dry dildo hurt as it entered. Her breathing was still laboured. With a small pull on her nipple she opened her eyes to see. Petra clapped on her own nipples and pulled. Making her want to follow that full. But she was unable to follow. The pain wasn’t too bad, but after a while it would be. Petra then pulled the rope that wrapped around Stone's body. As she rides hard into Stone.
“You like it when i take it”
“Yes,” Stone forced out as Petra pulled on the rope. Which pulled her collar a little making it hard to speak and take deep breaths. Making her cum hard over Petra dildo.
Been taken like this, unable to move. As someone pounds into her. Is another thing she is weak to. Like public speaking. Sometimes she needed to be controlled. And be taken. To re-centred if you had asked her what this does to her.
Petra kept riding her even after she cumed over the dildo. And with one good pull on the ropes. Stone airways was stopped and Petra got her fix, it wasn’t long before she let go allowing Stone to breath again.
She did this a few times, until Petra's head fell back, pulling hard on Stone nipples. Getting them both Cumming together.
She paused looking down at Stone's body. Allowing her to recover only for a moment.
Her eyes darken with thought, she removed the clamps on her nipples and pulled at them making Stone hiss in pain. She then attached them to two small rings that were part of her strap. Stone knows what this means.
This time she started slower, rolling her hip. At every thrust, it pulled at Stone’s nipples. She picked up speed, until she was pounding into her at a brutal speed. Petra grabbed the rope once again.
Unable to breath, the pain in her nipples and the raising orgasm.
Just as she hit her pick, Petra let her breath. In that second of breath, her orgasm hit. And in that breath she screams out. Of pleasure, pain and breathlessness. All of it hit her at once. Petra could see Stone fully caving in. that was in. Her girl was back to herself.
She was deeply proud that she could do that.
After spending hours like this, Petra fucking her brain out, they ended up with the restraints over the floor. Petra tucked under Stone chin. Stone arms limp but firm Petra closes.
“Did that help”
With a deep breath Stone replied, “it….did… yea”
“Good,” she says with a small smile.
“Maybe….. we….. could try…. Other stuff….next time”
“Well, tomorrow I have nothing planned until early evening. Where I am heading off with Kelly.”
“So….i have…..time to recover……then”
With a small chuckle, “yes”
After a moment of just being Petra ran her finger along her belly.
“I will stop, people thinking that I am still hung up on Nicta. I never want to break our deal. No public but I will not allow them to think I still hold a flame for her.”
Stone leans down and kisses her head tenderly. No words needed to be said, they both understood. They both know that the rest can be spoken about in the morning, right now they tried.
****
The next few days had gone really well. A lot of civilians were still among the ground of fort Salem. All morning the loss of their family members, friends and lovers. All were welcome with open arms. There were a lot of military members, as well. The last few days have been peaceful. Like a new chapter has been written.
Petra had left for the opening for a few memorials, alongside the President. They had talked about the things that Stone had brought up. So they had plans to speak with Alder about the Collar name/ family. Also among other things.
After that long night with Petra she had felt herself again. Once Petra was gone. Stone had attended her family funeral. Which was a hard time. Luckily she did not need to speak for them. As her sister did so.
She however spoke with different family members on what happened. The only people she could really openly speak about the operation/ missions. The only one that attended was the family of Stone, if Petra she might have come to.
Then she got in contact with her team in the Trim.
Which, to her relief, there had been no attack since she had left. They had started making better homes for them and defence using their earth work. Which was allowed. She still needs to speak with Khalida and her brother Adil about that.
But right now her mind and focus was on Raelle. The youngest of the family of Stone. Until the babies arrived this spring. The next oldest one from Raelle. She couldn’t fully remember her name but as her family was far away, far north of the west coast. So she wasn’t around a lot. But that was about to change. She was moving to Fort Salem. She, Raelle the youngest, could see her young family. It is a family thing. To have the youngest to welcome the next generation into the family.
Stone sat beside Raelle holding her hand. As her thoughts wander around.
“It doesn’t hurt” she whispered out loud, her first words from the last few days.
Stone looked down at her, shocked. She woke up. She woke up.
“You're awake” she said breathless with excitement.
Raelle smiles at her and moves her right arm up and freezes. Her eyes land on her arm and then back at Stone.
“It doesn’t hurt,” she whispered again. Fearful that if she was allowed it wouldn’t be true.
Stone with a big grin, yelled out. “She awake”
*****
Nicta pushed Izadora against the wall. Both of them breathless after waiting for days to do this. The tension had built to this moment. Nicta kissed down Izadora’s neck, getting her rest and her head back against the wall. She likes this side of Nicta.
She had imagined this for so long, Nicta against her.
Just as it was about to move past kissing.
Someone from a distance yelled out. ‘She awake’.
They both froze.
“Hold that thought” they both said it at the same time, making them burst into laughter.
They quickly moved apart. They fixed their clothes.
And rushed off.
****
They both entered the room. Izadora quickly got to work checking her over. After about half an hour. Izadora smiled at everyone.
“Well, it's going to take your body a little to adjust but I want to see. Form your scans and blood work. It is holding. I would like you to come to my office, one a week. I would rather be safe than sorry. Other than that come to me, if you have any question or something does feel right.”
“Thank” Raelle said, still whispering.
She looked at each other, with that look, when can I leave.
“You can leave right know if you like”
Nicta steps forward to Raelle. She knew her mother well and she could tell she has needs “tomorrow we are hanging out all day. But right now”
She whispered into Izadora ear, “stop holding that feeling”
With a clear throat, “we see you later”
And with that Izadora dragged Nicta out of the room. Both Stone and Raelle burst out laughing.
“Love birds,” Raelle said. Shaking her head in amusement.
She looked over to Stone.
“I can tell there something on your mind and it not Petra”
Stone smile drops, “it about Toot”
Raelle had known about Petra for years and had helped them keep it a secret. She understands that some people hate being public with their relationships.
“What about her?”
“She recovered, but she lost her voice. Her witches voice” she clarified.
She looked at her, to continue.
“We were sent home, Grey left with her. Two days ago”
Raelle smiles at that, “finally, i thought it was going to be hidden like your. But there not into secret love bud thing”
Stone started laughing at that.
Raelle moves to get up, her body still recovering. She was unable to do so, and was about to full. When Stone pulled her up onto her feet.
“It feels strange, not to be in pain. With every breath”
Stone looked at her, “where you heading to”
She moved past the comment, she didn't want to dive into the dark water right now.
“Your old office.” Raelle says with a smile.
“How it holding up as an hideaway”
“Perfectly”
*****
General Stone in her fully Military uniform, pushed open the doors of the hideout. Everyone froze. As the door pulled open.
There was no warning. Raelle might have forgotten to say that the old owner can enter without warning, from the seals. She wished she got to see in person but through Fredric's eyes, it was still great fun to see. She smiles as she watches from a distance.
“you look cosy”
She says looking out the room. Where everyone was sitting around, just relaxing. Everyone, even Scylla jumped up into attention. Her hand behind her back like the others.
“What on earth are you all doing here?”
Stone asked as she walked down the line of Cadet and Private. She paused at Bells and smirked. He knows her game. She might have done this when he was a Cadet.
“Raelle brought us here, I thought it was good to keep coming back,” Libba says. The only one out of everyone, how to figure out that it's just a joke but kept up the ruse.
“Everyone out, apart from Scylla and Libba”
Everyone without a word. All grab their jackets and rush out the door. Leaving Scylla and Libba standing there like a fall.
“Don’t move, understand”
“Yes,” Scylla says, finding her voice.
Stone left the building, they both didn’t move, closing the door of the room they were in and the front door. Libba was a little more relaxed. This wasn’t her first time she had been ordered to do something she didn’t like.
After what felt like a lifetime, the door opened again. They could hear voices but couldn’t really tell who it was. They shared a look with Scylla. That Scylla showed back. If this turns out ugly, they will attack together.
*****
“Thanks for your help”
“Anything for your, little one”
“Not for long, on that front.” she says, nudging her a little.
“Still even then”
They both bid each other farewell.
*****
Raelle closed the front door and rolled her shoulder. And step to the other door. With a deep breath she opened up the door. Both Scylla and Libba. Both creak a smile. Relief flooded the air as they rushed forward. Only Scylla hugged her deeply.
“Sorry about that, My grandmother is crazy protective”
Scylla eyes widen at that leans back form the hug, “you set this up”
Raelle rubbed the back of her neck, “guilty”
Scylla hugged her tightly, it was nice to be able to do this. It's been too long since she felt contact with someone. Outside of Izadora, Nicta and Stone all of them help with recovery and the surgery.
She looked over at Libba, “I feel you like we have a lot to discuss.”
Libba nodded yes.
“Well if you could help over to a chair. My body is still adjusting. It's going to take a little while before I am drained from walking. And then we can talk”