It was raining as Diane ran from her car to the front door of the law firm. Juggling her briefcase, purse and laptop she pulled the heavy door open and walked inside. As the door swung shut and the burst of rain and wind blew in, the papers that were sticking loosely from the briefcase, fluttered to the floor.
"Damn" Diane muttered as she bent over to retrieve the papers.
As she stood and turned to walk up the stairs, someone spun her around and a blue bandana was tied roughly behind her head covering her eyes. Before she could react her hands were pulled behind her back and cuffed, a man's hands on her arms.
The sound of the rain and Diane's heavy breathing was interrupted with Jane's voice "Hi Di, you're late; we've been waiting for you."
Hands pushing her, "Steps, take the steps slow Di."
Diane could hear Jane walking behind her up the steps, carrying her bags. Bill's hands on her arms guiding her up the steps, one hand sliding down and caressing her ass through her dress pants.
Her feet hit the landing and Jane's hands were on one arm and Bill's were on her lower back, pushing her forward.
"You guys are funny; I really need to get those papers signed today. What is the big surprise?" Diane said with a nervous laugh.
Footsteps coming towards Diane and then Jane's breathe in her face. "Di, today there are new rules -- if you follow, we will sign the papers. First rule -- I am to be referred to as Mistress for the remainder of the day. Second rule -- You are to do whatever I tell you to when I tell you to without any hesitations or questions."
"What the hell are you talking about" Di said as she turned.
SLAP
Di's head rocked to the side as Jane's hand connected with her cheek. She gasped from the slap.
"She wasn't fucking kidding; you had better follow the rules Di." Said Bill.
"Do you understand the rules? Remember how to answer." Jane said as she ran her finger down Diane's face.
"Yes, mistress, I understand the rules." Di said between clenched teeth.
"So much better, Di, so much better." Jane laughed between the words. "Get her undressed Bill."
"What?" Di gasped. Before she realized she had spoken, hands were up in her hair, pulling her head back, another hand on her breast, squeezing.
"Di, Di, Di. I thought you understood me -- I am Mistress -- I own you today -- Do what I say -- quietly." Jane whispered in Diane's ear.
Jane release Di's hair from her fist and dropped her hand from Di's breast. "Now Bill."
Bill yanked Di's raincoat down her arms, grabbed the front of her shirt and pulled it apart. The buttons flew and bounced on the hardwood floor, scattering through out the room as the fabric gave way. Steel sliding between Di's shoulder and her white bra straps, a snip as the scissors cut her breasts free.