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Slave To A Gladiator, ch 18
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Hello, Readers. First, a little bit about what's new with me. I got sick of being one of the least fashionable women in my office and forced myself to go shopping. Those of you who have been with me for a few years might recall that I really hate most kinds of shopping. I bought a grey pantsuit, a pair of fashionable, black wide-leg pants that fall very nicely, and a purple blazer. Then I went along to Aerosoles, where I bought a pair of dressy patent black square-toed boot-shoe things to give my normally flat-footed stance a bit of height. Incidentally, they're lower than ankle boots but higher than shoes. If there's a name for them, I don't know what it is. My husband insisted I return the boot-shoes. He said that they were too narrow and would pinch my feet. He reminded me that this time last year, I was limping around on a crutch because I had pulled a ligament in my foot from wearing several pairs of strappy little summer shoes right through to the end of September, with detrimental effects. I realized he was right about my new boot-shoes. They had felt good in the store, but they did pinch at home after about 15 minutes. So I went back to the store and tried on lots of other pairs. Finally, I had managed to narrow it down to a choice between a sensible, flat pair of black ankle boots and a sexy pair of brown suede ankle boots with an even higher heel than on the ones I was returning. The sensible black ankle boots felt cushiony and comfortable, but looked kind of plain and drab. No style, whatsoever. The brown suede boots were less comfortable, but far more glam.

The little devil and angel that sit on my left and right shoulders respectively, both had their say.

"Buy the heels!" said the devil. "They're sexy! You've been neglecting your sexy side. It's time to reclaim it!"

"Get a grip," said the angel. "You get on and off a bicycle four times a day! Your foot ligament injury took ten months to heal completely."

Which ones do you think I ended up going home with? And what would you have done?

Slave To A Gladiator
Chapter 18

By Brit Columbia

Fandom: Fake
Pairing: Dee and Ryo
Rating: Still worksafe, sorry! However, we are working our way toward the bedroom.
Spoilers: to Volume 7.
Disclaimer: Dee, Ryo, Commissioner Rose, Diana and Ted all belong to Sanami Matoh, who created the popular manga, FAKE. Serena the cat-eared whip-mistress, Cliff the palanquin-bearer, and Niko and his EMO slaves, Rowan and Jordan, are mine. I was not paid in any way for writing this story.
Summary: Dee has promised to be Ryo's slave for the rest of the evening, but Ryo's really got his hands full with this willful and headstrong slave.
Author's notes: Please read and review. And, just in case I haven't mentioned it recently, I believe in a strong and equal Ryo and Dee.
Thank you to the_ladyfeather and tripple_p for beta-ing this.
Slave To A Gladiator
chapter 18

"Ryoooo," sang Diana. "Berkie has something he wants to say to you."

Dee's body quivered and the muscles in his midsection tightened in response to his great need to jump up and start throttling. Or pummeling. Stomping would also have been extremely satisfying. Unfortunately, Ryo somehow seemed able to sense these tumultuous feelings, and responded by tightening his fist still harder on the leash. Dee felt beads of sweat break out on his brow.

There was a slight rustling beside him, and when he rolled his eyes to the left to see who it was, it was evident that his newly masterful Ryo appeared to have attracted another slave. It wasn't Jordan, the one who had helped with the whip contest; it was the other one, the one Niko was mad at for not being a very well-behaved slave. If not for the fact that he was in kill-mode, Dee might have sympathized. It was damn hard to have to be subservient and docile if every fiber of one's being rebelled.

"What have we here? My, my, my." There was a gloating smile in the Commissioner's voice, but Dee could no longer see him once he had moved around the sofa and stood so that he could face Ryo.

Ryo didn't answer, and for the first time, Dee became aware that he was not the only person who was tense. As gently as he could, he set Ryo's foot down and gave his rock-hard thigh what he hoped was a heartening squeeze.

"Berkeley!" Diana hissed into the growing silence, and elbowed the tall man at her side sharply.

"Ow! Er, ahem," the Commissioner said. "Ryo, it is my very great hope that you will do me the signal honor of hearing me out. You see before you a man awash in contrition."

At this point, he paused to try his best to adopt a penitent expression, while ensuring that he had everyone's full attention. He was certainly not averse to apologizing whenever he felt he was in violation of his own code, which, in this case, he certainly was. It was only when he found himself in contravention of someone else's code that he didn't like to apologize. This had been a recurring point of contention between himself and Dee-Dee for as long as he could remember.

He was more than willing to apologize to Ryo, who, rather interestingly, appeared to have ended up in the gladiator costume previously worn by his partner. There had obviously been some kind of role reversal since he was last in the room. The Commissioner smiled with appreciation. Although he preferred Ryo in the micro-short slave tunic he had been wearing earlier, he had to admit that, as a gladiator, Ryo was probably awakening fantasies all over the hotel.

His eyes flickered over Laytner, who was on his knees before Ryo with what seemed to be Niko's other slave huddled behind him. It took every ounce of self-restraint he had not to burst out laughing at the sight. To see the loud-mouthed, arrogant Dee Laytner brought so low was not something he had expected to see this evening. The slave costume formerly worn by Ryo didn't fit him at all. Not only was it very short and very tight, but he was also wearing-- was that a collar and some sort of abbreviated leash? Well, that idiot deserved everything he had brought down upon himself. Imagine picking up a whip to chastise one's enemy and whipping one's lover instead! There was just no excuse for that kind of stupidity.

He wished that Ryo would allow Dee to turn around and face him. There was a dark, black and red part of him that felt that if he could just once, even for a split second, make eye contact with Laytner in his newly-humbled condition, he would be happy enough to ask no more of life for this calendar year. Except, perhaps, a really good stock tip or two. At that moment, another sharp prod from Diana knocked his thoughts off those two tracks.

He brought his attention back to the tight-lipped Ryo and took a deep breath. "I was rude and insensitive earlier, Ryo," he said. "I did and said some things that were highly inappropriate and out of line. Unfortunately, what's done is done, and I cannot undo them."

Dee listened angrily, breathing heavily through his nose, his lips clamped together against the torrent of angry and sarcastic words that were threatening to fly out of him. That damn rat-bastard with his oily apologies and his fake regrets! He wasn't sorry at all. But he was going to be, if Dee got even the faintest shadow of an opportunity. But how? He could feel the strength with which Ryo held his leash. If he tried to jump up now, he would pull Ryo with him, and he wouldn't get even two steps toward Rose before Ryo probably took him down with one of those Karate throws he did so well. Dee was so frustrated he felt like he was going to explode.

Now wait a second...what was Niko's little slave doing? Something interesting was happening at the nape of his neck. It seemed that somebody's nimble fingers had crept up his back and were now slowly, subtly, working loose the buckle of the collar around his neck. A glimmering of hope stirred within Dee. Meanwhile, Rose continued his little speech, going on about the respect he had for Ryo and how he hoped bygones could be bygones, yada, yada, yada, while Dee held his breath.

Ryo, whose attention had been on the Commissioner along with everyone else's, suddenly, to his astonishment, found himself holding an empty collar and leash as Dee surged to his feet and lunged at the Commissioner. Fast though he was, Diana was faster. She intercepted him just before he reached his target and successfully used his momentum against him to toss him against the opposite sofa, which, fortunately, was unoccupied. He crashed into it with such force that it tipped over backward, taking him with it, and spilling him onto the hard marble floor.

There was a stunned silence for a moment following this sudden and unanticipated blur of physical violence, and then Serena let out a cheer. "FBI! FBI!" she cried, and every woman in the room broke into applause for Diana, who grinned and performed a slight curtsey.

"Thank you, Dee-Dee," said the Commissioner mildly, removing his glasses and polishing them with a fold of his cape. "Laytner, you're fired."

"No, he's not," said Diana.

"I beg your pardon?" Rose attempted to skewer her with an autocratic stare.

She rose to the challenge and locked eyes with him, putting all the force of her personality into it. For a moment, it appeared as though she were going to say something else, but then the moment passed and she tossed her head. "Berkie," she warned in that little-girl voice she often used with him, "don't you dare fire anyone at my party! Especially after you've been drinking, you bad boy."

"Very well, I'll fire him tomorrow morning."

"If you do, you'll have to deal with Ryo," she said guardedly, and the Commissioner's gaze automatically went to where Ryo stood regarding him with the coldest eyes he had ever seen. Ryo, in a flushed and angry state, he had some experience with, but this icy, controlled fury was something entirely new. It struck him like a physical blow; he felt a small, odd pang just above his heart.

While the two men stared at each other in silence, Dee clambered onto his knees behind the overturned couch and opened his mouth to speak. He got as far as "Hey, asshol--" before Ted seized him in an NYPD-approved hold and quickly clapped a lion paw over the lower half of his face. Muffled swearing and scuffling ensued and they disappeared back behind the toppled sofa.

"Sir," said Ryo quietly, "as I'm sure you can imagine, I have a great deal to say to you about your behavior toward me, not only tonight, but over the years I've known you. If you feel you have the right to fire Dee for his conduct while expecting to be forgiven for your own, then I consider that to be the height of hypocrisy."

"Detective MacLean, in case it escaped your attention, your partner just attacked me! And not for the first time, either. I believe I am well within my rights to fire him, if not bring him up on charges--"

Ryo interrupted him. "Ah, charges!" he said. "That would be the operative word, wouldn't it? Because if you'll recall, you've done some attacking of your own this evening."

The Commissioner hesitated, speechless. Was Ryo actually threatening him?

A loud yell from Ted distracted everyone. "Ow! You bastard, that fucking hurts!" He popped up from behind the fallen sofa and tried to clamber over the front of it, but Dee yanked him back by his lion-tail.

"Oh, Ryo, sweetie," said Diana. "I think you'd better go take charge of your slave before he does any damage to Ted. I did my best not to hurt him last time, but if he goes after Berkie again..." She shrugged casually, but her meaning was clear.

Ryo nodded grimly, and strode around the back of the sofa to where Dee was straddling a prone and groaning Ted, while twisting his arm.

"You gonna jam me up again, Teddy-boy? Huh?" demanded Dee.

"Dee, let him go and get off him right now!"

Dee looked up and said "Uh-oh," at the sight of Ryo's wrathful expression. He reluctantly got to his feet, his eyes immediately darting about in search of the Commissioner, who seemed to be having an urgent tete-a-tete with Diana some short distance away.

"Don't even think about it," warned Ryo. "Ted, are you all right?"

"No, not really, but don't worry about me.... I've got private insurance on top of Blue Cross," groaned Ted.

"He's okay," said Dee dismissively. "If I'd really wanted to hurt him, he'd be too busy screaming to think about cracking jokes."

"Dee, do you realize that the Commissioner wants to fire you?"

"What? I never even got a shot in! If I'm gonna get fired, I might as well go and break both his arms so I've got something to show for it."

He spoke in tones of bravado, but Ryo thought he looked a little worried. However, he didn't feel that he could trust that Dee's desire to remain employed by the NYPD would trump his almost primal desire to assault Rose. He decided the best thing would be to get Dee back into that collar and leash again as soon as possible, before anyone's limbs got broken. He had no idea how Dee had gotten free, but he wasn't going to let it happen again.

Serena noticed Ryo casting about for something, and she correctly guessed what it was. "If you're looking for the collar and leash," she said, "I think you'll find it over there."

His eyes followed her pointing finger to where Rowan peeked out from behind a pillar. "Ah-ha," he said softly, and then asked Serena, "What's that one's name again?"

"Rowan," she said. "Niko's been having a little trouble with that particular slave. Jordan is much better-behaved."

"Rowan," called Ryo kindly. "Would you mind coming back over here with that collar?"

Rowan's head shook rapidly and mutinously.

"Ryo." Serena met his eyes patiently. "Politeness and a soft voice won't be terribly effective in this situation. Rowan will only obey if you speak like a master."

"I understand," said Ryo and looked at the recalcitrant slave with the same hard eyes he had used on Dee. "Rowan!" he barked. "Get your butt over here right NOW!"

Several heads turned, and the vehement conversation between Diana and the Commissioner faltered.

Rowan slunk over to Ryo, eyes cast down.

"Kneel," ordered Ryo, and watched in satisfaction as the slave immediately dropped to the floor, both hands clutching the leash. "You've created a great deal of trouble this evening, Rowan. In fact, you've been extremely disobedient. Why did you remove this collar from my slave?"

"My collar," mumbled Rowan.

"Not right now, it isn't. Your master told me that you would have to earn back your collar and leash because your behavior has been very bad and-- and-- un-slave-like," said Ryo, who was groping for the kind of words that a master might use. "He gave it to me for my use for the next twenty-four hours."

Rowan's lower lip protruded and began to quiver.

"Take it off immediately and put it in my hand," Ryo demanded, "or you can be sure your master will hear about your latest, um, piece of naughtiness."

Rowan sniffled pitifully and complied, shoulders hunched in dejection.

"Now, go and stand in that corner and wait for your master to return," said Ryo, and quickly turned away to find and secure Dee.

He was not a moment too soon. Dee was stalking purposefully toward the Commissioner like a dominant buck who had spotted another rack of antlers in his territory. Diana was in the process of inserting herself between the two men, and Ryo, frankly, feared for Dee.

In four quick strides, he caught up to his partner and spun him around.

"Ryo," growled Dee warningly.

"Master," corrected Ryo, and, seizing the fabric of the slave costume, he used his right foot to sweep Dee's legs out from under him, producing a very satisfying yell of surprise from the larger man. He kept hold of Dee's sleeve to control his descent somewhat, and then brought his knee down firmly on Dee's hip to hold him in place, rendering him immobile. He still had the collar and leash in his left hand, but he made no move to fasten it in place just yet.

"Slave," he said, "were you, by any chance, thinking of fighting me?"

"Um, no, Master," said Dee cautiously.

"That's good because you gave me your word that you would obey me for the rest of the evening, and you haven't exactly been doing that, have you?"

"Well... not really, Master. I'm sorry." Dee, hyper-conscious of the presence of the Commissioner just a few feet away, was grateful that he couldn't see Rose's face, because if he detected a smirk there, he was going to have to kill somebody.

"We'll soon find out how sorry you are," said Ryo. "I want you to understand something. If there's any more trouble from you at this party, I'll be moving into the CI room tomorrow and booking my vacation with Aunt Elena by the end of the day. Is that quite clear?"

Dee sighed in defeat. "Yes, Master."

Satisfied, Ryo let go of Dee's sleeve and used both hands to buckle the collar around his partner's neck. He was finding this whole master/slave-business quite wearing. Both Dee and Rowan were behaving like overgrown children. Obviously that spanking had not had any kind of significant or lasting effect on Dee. He really wanted to leave, but he suspected that Diana had been trying to talk the Commissioner out of his decision to fire Dee, and he felt that he couldn't go home until that issue had been resolved.

Before he took his knee off Dee, he decided to take a precaution that would hopefully head off further trouble with the Commissioner. "Slave," he said, "we are about to stand up. I order you to keep your head bowed and your eyes on the floor. If you raise your eyes and look at anybody, it will constitute disobedience, and you will have to endure some very embarrassing consequences. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master," said Dee in a subdued voice.

"Good." Keeping tight hold of the leash, Ryo rose to his feet and directed his slave to do the same. He saw that the Commissioner and Diana were both regarding him with admiration. Ryo didn't like the way that Rose was looking at Dee, however. If Dee disobeyed him by looking up and happened to catch sight of the delighted derision in the other man's eyes, it might be next to impossible to control him.

"Nice take-down, Ryo," said Diana approvingly.

"NYPD! NYPD!" yelled Ted, pumping his fist in the air. This brought a smattering of applause, but it seemed as though most of the NYPD guests had gone home.

"Berkie, maybe this is a good time for you to tell Ryo what you've decided." Diana gave him a gentle nudge.

"Ah, yes, Dee-Dee. Indeed, you're right." The Commissioner took a step toward Ryo, looking rather misty-eyed. "Ryo, my dear," he said, "I want you to know that I value my association with you every bit as much as you hope. I--I had no idea you felt the way you do about me. You're always hiding your true feelings from me, and I don't know why. I hope you realize that I was only joking when I threatened to fire your partner."

"What.... Sir?" Ryo was both confused and alarmed by the Commissioner's words. What was that about hiding his true feelings? Also, had he heard right? Had the Commissioner just addressed him as 'my dear' in a public place?

"See, Ryo?" said Diana encouragingly. "It was all just a silly Halloween joke. Kind of like a trick instead of a treat, you know what I mean?"

"Um, yes, um, I think so." Ryo frowned in confusion and looked from her to the Commissioner. "So, you're definitely not going to fire Dee?"

"Certainly not. I have no wish to cause you any more distress than I already have." The Commissioner gazed at him benevolently, his expression almost, well... tender. Ryo began to suspect that Diana may have told Rose a couple of ego-stroking things that could conceivably bring difficulties for him at a later date.

"So, Ryo, will you shake my hand to let me know that you forgive me and that I am no longer occupying a place of shameful distinction in your bad books?"

For the moment, Ryo withheld his hand. "You're not going to fire Dee next week or next month or anytime in the near or far future?"

Rose shook his head. "Not unless he does something serious like shooting the mayor," he said with a smile. "And perhaps, not even then. Deal?"

"Deal," said Ryo firmly, feeling the warmth of Rose's large, masculine hand as it clasped his own. Just as Niko had done earlier, the Commissioner held on a little too long, while gazing silently at Ryo with a meaningful look in his eyes. He seemed to be trying to communicate something without words, something new. Ryo had no idea what that was, but it was making him quite uncomfortable. He had to talk to Diana as soon as possible. When the extended handshake was interrupted by the sudden ringing of Rose's cell phone, Ryo was unable to stop a little sigh of relief from escaping him.

"Excuse me." The Commissioner reluctantly let go of Ryo's hand in order to check his call display. "Ah," he said as he recognized the name he saw there. "I was wondering where he had gotten to." He turned away, saying, "Hello, Cliff? Are you still in the hotel?"

"What did you tell him?" Ryo hissed at Diana.

"Never mind. I just embroidered the truth a little. At least, I think it's the truth. Anyway, the main point is that he's not going to fire Dee now. You can thank me by buying me lunch next time I'm in town."

"Sure I'll buy you lunch, Diana. But I really need to know what you--"

"Diana!" said Niko in his booming voice, as he strode toward them. "I seem to be missing a slave. Have you seen my Rowan?"

"Why yes, Niko, darling. Look over there in that corner and you will see a sniffling and repentant little person who was absolutely crushed by the horrible experience of being ignored by you."

"Oh dear," said Niko, his eyes concerned. "Rowan does tend to be emotional. But SO full of mischief. I think the trouble is that I've gone too easy on..."

"Yes?" prompted Ted who was suddenly standing beside Diana, listening with evidence of great interest. "Him? Her? What? I'm dying to know."

"What do you mean?" demanded Niko, looking offended on Rowan's behalf. "Isn't it obvious?"

"Yeah, Ted." There was amusement in Serena's tone of voice. "What's the matter with you?"

"Ted always was dense that way." Diana grinned and smacked his shoulder.

"Oh, come on! " Ted's eyes went from one woman to the other. "Don't pretend that you can actually tell which sex those two slaves are. No one could!"

"Detective, you are an extremely rude man!" declared Niko, while patting a crestfallen Jordan comfortingly. "There, there, Jordan. Don't listen to this ignoramus."

"But, what's wrong with androgyny?" asked Ted helplessly. "Did I say it was a bad thing? I just want to know what sex they are, that's all."

"Ted, Ted, Ted." Serena sighed. "We'll forgive you because you're a detective and of course it's your job to ask nosy, prying, and occasionally hurtful questions. But some questions are definitely not okay in a social setting. Didn't your mom ever teach you that?"

"Yeah," said Diana. "Would you ask someone how much money they make? Would you ask someone you didn't know well how much they weighed or who they voted for?"

Ted spluttered in his own defense, but Diana wasn't really listening. The fact was that she had one uneasy ear on the illuminating conversation that Berkeley seemed to be having with Cliff. Uh-oh. She knew what that sharp look in Berkeley's eyes meant. He was probably putting two and two together.

"Excuse me, Diana," said Ryo, "but it's getting late and Dee and I have to go to work tomorrow morning. We just wanted to thank you for a wonderful party and say good-night."

"What? You're leaving?" asked Serena. "But what about Dee's latest disobedience?"

"Yeah," murmured a couple of other female guests who had been sticking fairly close in case Dee got bent over a sofa again.

"Aren't you going to... whip him?" one of them asked hopefully.

"No, I'm not," said Ryo firmly. "I've already demonstrated that I am not to be trusted with a whip."

"Maybe Serena could whip him for you?" suggested the nearest woman, a middle-aged blond who was dressed like a pop star. She licked her lips and glanced at Dee.

Dee dared to raise his eyes and look appealingly at Ryo. Please, no, his mute face seemed to be saying.

Ryo looked back at him while he pretended to consider it. "Hmm," he said thoughtfully. "Slave, I bet Serena could teach you how to behave in a more obedient and submissive way than you have so far tonight. And unlike me, she could use that whip to give you some wonderfully educational pain without permanently damaging you."

"Oh yes," said the blond breathlessly. "Educational, that's what it would be! He still hasn't learned his lesson, has he?"

"No, he hasn't," giggled her companion. "He's been so baaaaad."

"Well?" Ryo asked Dee. "Should I ask Serena to punish you?"

"No, Master!" Dee said quickly. "Your slave would much prefer it if you would punish him yourself."

"Keep your eyes downcast, Slave," Ryo reminded him sternly.

"Perhaps you could whip him again with your sword," suggested the blond hastily.

"No, your leather sword-belt," said the other woman. Then she looked at her friend and they both tittered excitedly.

"What's this?" asked the Commissioner, who had snapped his phone closed and stepped forward. "What's this talk of whipping? And did I hear you say you were leaving?"

"No, no, we hope he's not," said the blond pop star. "He's just deciding how best to beat his slave."

"I voted that he should use his sword belt," added the other woman.

"But we'd really like to see him get whipped," added the blond, glancing hopefully at Ryo once more.

"He kept pretty quiet when you whacked him with the sword," said Serena, playing along with Ryo. "I bet I could get some noise out of this tough guy."

"Oooh!" exclaimed the blond woman, looking around her for support. "Wouldn't that be exciting?"

"Why, yes," murmured the Commissioner, a slow smile spreading across his face. "It certainly would be."


~end of chapter 18~

Devil wins every time? I know your evil side has way too much fun with you....


Whoops, helps if i log in, what what?

That was me.

Poor Dee. The Commissioner had the worst behavior at the party, but no one dares to punish him, except Dee of course. Ryo probably would too, but unlike Dee his brain is still working and he knows that it could get Dee fired. Rose really needs someone who has a little power over him.
And, hey Ryo, you wouldn't punish Dee in front of the Commissioner, would you?!

I vote for the heels. Did you choose them? I certainly would have, and then complain all day about the so caused pain.
I don't like shopping either, but at least you are an efficient shopper and actually find things you like.

You're right! The Commissioner has the most power, and unfortunately he abuses it. This is why Ryo will never trust him.

Ryo wants to punish Dee, but he loves his partner, and that's the bottom line. So if Dee's going to end up with lines on his bottom, it won't happen in front of the Commissioner.

Yeah, I chose the heels. Ow.

I love the srory so far ,I can't wait for the next Chapter. As for the Shoes I think you got both pairs I would Ha Ha.

Thanks, I'm happy you're enjoying the story. I almost got both pairs, but then I reminded myself that I already have two pairs of flat heeled boots that do the bland, no-style job of covering my feet without squeezing or pinching. So I went for the heels. They were a final sale, too. My husband doesn't know that part...

Just two words: Poor Dee. Ryo is so unappreciative. I look back on all the times I've been molested and unrelentingly hit on by drunk and/or clueless men at parties, and nobody was there to stand up for me! Ryo should feel lucky that somebody loves him so much and is so protective.

And good God, but the FBI girls are scary. This is a sick crowd.

Ryo would have liked Dee to be a little more protective back when he was being molested in his sleep by Rose. But at that time, Dee was too busy showing off with his whip. Still, Ryo did a pretty good job of socking Rose after he woke up and realized what was happening.

Sorry to hear you got molested by the drunk and the clueless at parties! You need a guy like Dee to punch them all out and then take you home to 'work off' his elevated testosterone levels.

These scary FBI girls are Diana's friends, which should tell you something! Diana is the scariest of them all.

Poor, poor Dee... I almost feel sorry for him, but I really wanna know what punishment Ryo will decide on! ^_^;
Though I think Rose also needs to be taken down a notch~ he is way to so smug and enjoying seeing Dee squirm a little to much.

I'm really looking forward to the next chapter now~!

p.s. I would have gone with the sensible black ankle boots.

I wish now that I had gone with the sensible black ankle boots, because really, that is who I am. I'm a walker, a bike rider, a lugger of stuff. But you know what happened with those boots? It was the culmination of a feeling that has been building in me over the past month.

First of all, there are all these really sexy shoe and boot styles in the stores right now. The prettiest and cutest I've seen in years, and several of my co-workers, who either drive or take the bus to work, have bought them.

Secondly, the weather has turned cold and wet, and every day I put on my rain gear and ride my bike wherever I have to go. My chosen mode of transportation, while great for burning calories and developing endurance and core strength, is a little hard on the ol' femininity! Any kind hairstyle other than a pontytail is not possible, since a helmet is going on my head. There's no point in straightening or curling my hair, because of the helmet and the inevitable rain. I eschew mascara, since I'm going to get soaked and there's no point in arriving at work with twin black streaks on my cheeks. It's difficult to ride in shoes that have heels, so I don't wear them. When I arrive at my destination, I strip off the gear and 'glow' for a while. Fortunately, I don't smell bad when I glow. *Whew!* Probably because I exercise all the time and toxins don't really get a chance to build up in my sweat--er 'glow' glands. I often look a tad rumpled, however.

Recently, I was laboring up a hill on my bike in full gear, and with rain dripping into my eyes, when I saw a woman walking on the sidewalk. She was carrying a really cool umbrella with scalloped edges. She was wearing a beautiful tailored pantsuit with heels, and a wonderful brocade shawl shot with metallic threads was artfully draped around her shoulders. She had a cute hairstyle, and a small shoulder bag. (By contrast, in addition to my purse, I have two large bags containing lunch, snacks, mineral water, laptop, books, work papers and gym wear for after work)

I sighed because I saw the ghost of my former self in that fashionable woman! Well, not the small bag, but pretty much everything else.

I made my choice to be more athletic, and in fact, I love the fresh air, the independence and the endorphins I gain from riding every day. I understand that I can't have both lifestyles at the same time. But sometimes I feel wistful, and when I bought the wrong boots, I was trying to recapture a part of myself whose day has passed.

Rest assured that Dee will be punished and Rose will be taken down a notch, but not a big notch. Diana needs him virile, manly and confident for later tonight!

Thanks for commenting, anjichan.

I think that the punishment would be better in private. It just seems like such a private thing to do, and I feel like Dee would resent the humiliation in public. I feel like it would start a major fight between them.

Punishment shouldn't just be about humiliation, or just about teaching a lesson. There is no real forgiveness in the public humiliation.

Whatever... just something that was drilled into me by an ex of mine.

I would have gone with the sensible shoes, but I think that feeling sexy is worth a little pain. As long as you're a little happier than you were, it was worth it!

I try to come up with ways of feeling sexy in clothing that isn't sexy at all. (I wear jeans, t-shirts, and tennis shoes every day) So maybe I'll put my hair up a little differently, or I'll wear sexy undies underneath everything. Just as I know that I'm feeling sexy (even if no one else knows ;-) ) I'm happy.

Love it! (are we gonna have to wait two weeks again?! :D )


Neengy, I completely agree with you about the punishment, and so does Ryo. Besides, how can they have sex right after if they're not somewhere private with a bed nearby?

Your ex sure knew a lot about punishment! HMMMmmmmm! I sense an interesting past here....

I always wear sexy undies! But not thongs. Too uncomfortable.
And yeah, I'm afraid you have to wait two weeks again. Sorry!

Oh, this chapter left me feeling very anxious. While I would love to see Ryo properly chastise Dee, I would prefer to see Ryo throttle the sh*t out of Rose for groping him. And Rose was way too smug about seeing Dee groveling at Ryo's feet (not that he didn't belong there, after what he did). But I know it won't happen. so Ryo loses again in the dog fight. Sigh.

As to the boots, I probably would have bought both. One can never have too many comfie shoes (odd to say since I usually run around barefoot, even sometimes at work). The fancy heels can always be carried to work and put on when you arrive. I've seen many women dressed in business suits with ugly sneakers on their feet when they arrive, only to replace them with nice dress heels for the day.

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You run around barefoot? But-- but don't your feet get cold? I hardly ever see my feet naked once winter sets in. I have poor circulation, and my hands, feet and nose spend lots of time being cold in the winter. Not that I'm complaining! I love winter! I'm so not a summer person.

Ryo got a couple of good shots in when he punched Rose in the alcove and again under the curtain, but it wasn't nearly enough. Berkie deserves more punishment. And you're right. It won't happen. Not to Berkie. And even if anyone wanted to try, Diana could probably take 'em.

LOVE your icon! You made it, didn't you?

Thanks for the chapt... had fun reading it and especially liked Ryo as he tried to keep in his 'master' mode. Poor Dee but sometimes he does bring it on himself.
re your shoe dilemma, I totally emphatise. I have large feet with bunions so I tend to buy shoes for their comfort rather than fashion and at times, I do buy the sexy looking ons only to suffer later. So which one did u eventually get? Both?

No, I got the sexy ones. But I may have to go back and get the comfy ones if my battered, pinched feet order me to!

The Ryo that we all know and love wasn't made for long stints in 'master-mode'.

At this point I'm majorly mad at Rose, pissed at Dee and if Ryo doesn't grow more balls soon I'm going to be pissed at him too. - but then I'm in a pissy mood today. LOL! It just seems that if Dee has had a single moment of truly understanding what he put Ryo through - as opposed to being protective of what he put him through - it hasn't really appeared because then he would quit acting like a little boy. That doesn't mean I vote for him to get punished in front of Rose. And right now I'm also getting pissed a DeeDee. - told ya I was pissy.

Actually Dee did have a moment of understanding back in chapter 16, but it passed quickly when he started chafing at the leash and the collar. Actually, his problem is with challenges or perceived challenges from other men. It was being rude to Ted that got him spanked in the last chapter, and now he wants to attack Rose. He can't really control his testosterone, or at least, not suddenly like this, without ever having had any practice.

Ted wants to know if you're pissed at him, too, so that he can keep a safe distance!

You left us with a cliffhanger. :( i wanna know what happends i just got comfy in my chair then you stop the chapter ur so mean ;) *sigh* i guess we just gotta wait for chapter 19 to see what punishment Dee gets..i hope there is more role playing in the future where they can switch whos in charge.

Yeah, sorry about the cliffy. I freely admit that I've been really baaaad with the cliffhangers this whole story. But thanks for reading!

I know I know.

"Where have you been Dax?"

"What have you been doing Dax?"

"I've been sooooo worried Dax!"

Is that what you are probably thinking.


*emotional strain is too much*

*bursts into repentent tears*


*lip quiver*

*chibi eyes*

I know I've been off the grid for a while now. Life has been kinda crazy and I haven't seen hide nor hair of LJ in a couple of months. I missed it so much.


*curls up in fetal position*

I missed my cabin, my yaoi lumberjacks and mostly.....my cabin.

I'm finally catching up and I am now up to date on "Slave to a Gladiator" and soon hopefully, "A New Day".


I will attempt a review, even in my overwrought state.

*suddenly brightens*

So, Dee - slave costume - leash and a Masterful Ryo. SO THERE WITH YOU!


Seriously are you ever going to let us know the sex of Niko's slaves, I can't take it anymore!

I could just picture Dee and Ted doing the comical fight in the background......that made my insides tickle.

Berkley is the slime of the earth and I hope he gets whats coming and I hope Diana didn't say anything that would imply that Ryo may be willing to accept Berkley's advances. He seems a little to affectionate again after all that happened.

Well overall this was a tasty treat to read at my new job for the next 5 months and hopefully longer. Don't worry, technically I have nothing to do since I don't have access to the company Database as of yet so I really have nothing to do and my sudo-boss is out of the office today so killing time is all I have to do until later.


I really missed you Brit and I really hoped you missed me......if you didn't - THEN LIFE ISN'T WORTH LIVING!!!!!!!

*holds butter knife to wrist*

I know you'll save me Brit, I believe in you.

Saaaaaavvvvve meeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!

Later Brit

*Bats butter knife away and seizes you in a big hug!*

Dax, I've been thinking about you a lot. I kept going by the cabin after the Yaoi lumberjacks moved on to another job, but the lights were off and the fire was out. For a while there, Ted came out on weekends, but he got tired of being by himself, and I haven't seen him here for a while, either.

I've been picking up your mail for you. That X-rated Firefighter calendar you ordered came, and so did a men's underwear catalogue (There's a guy on page three who looks just like JJ. I wonder if he's been moonlighting?)
Someone sent you a strip-o-gram, but since you weren't here to receive it, I seized the moment and lied and said I was you. A box wrapped in plain brown paper came from a company called SM Products. I'm pretty sure it's not chocolates.

Anyway, I missed you a lot! I was trying not to worry. I thought about all the possible reasons why you might have disappeared, and the one I thought was the most likely was that you had a new job that was taking most of your energy. I'm SO glad you're back!

This cabin needs a thorough dusting, by the way. I think we should call Ted and give him the good news. When he gets here, you can stick him with the dusting.

I'm hoping you went home with the comfortable shoes, even if they lack style.

As for me, clothing to me is just something to cover oneself and as long as I feel comfortable in it, nothing else matters (I have terrible fashion sense so I stopped caring about that long ago). Plus, with my knee always playing up, the sensible, comfortable shoes would've been my preferred choice...gave up on heels after leaving high school, they hurt too much...

No, I regret to report that I went home with the sexy shoes. This is a recurring pattern in my life, I'm afraid. I can't tell you how much money I have thrown away on uncomfortable shoes over the years. I don't know when I'm finally going to learn!

I would've taken the more comfortable ones. To me it's not worth spending the money on shoes I won't wear because my last memory of them was having sore feet all night.

Anyways, I'm a huge fan of yours! I love your FAKE stories!!
I think Rose deserves to be taken down a couple pegs after all the stuff he's done to Ryo. Poor Dee....I'm scared to say it, but I somehow feel that I'd probably be one of those women hovering around close, waiting in case anything else happened. lol. ^_^

So would I, girl, so would I. In fact, I would have procured an ice pack from the bar and would have offered to hold it against Dee's no-doubt too warm ass after Ryo sword-spanked him.

I wish I had taken the comfy ones. I believe I have probably thrown my money away on those other ones. I'll try taking them to work tomorrow (I'm not going to ride my bike in them) and I'll wear them for a couple of hours and see how it goes. I'm kind of scared of reactivating my injury.

Thank you for being a huge fan of mine! *Beams*

Oh, goodness. You and your cliffhangers in this story... going to give me a heart-attack, you will. I give my deepest and most sincere apologies for not having been able to send you a comment earlier on this chapter and at all on the last. Life can be so unpredictable at times.

I love this story, really I do. Just like any of your other FAKE stories, you've captured my attention and I've been unable to turn away from it (whenever I do find out that you have updated). I am outraged that Rose would dare to try such a bold thing in a somewhat public place, regardless of a thick curtain separating both men from the prying eyes of the other party goers. Seriously, though, I thought he was supposed to be the Commissioner. Tsk, the man should know we he has been bested. Ambition is a good thing to have in his position, but being overconfident in ones abilities can lead to mistakes and, as you so eloquently wrote, regretful transgressions.

I was so very happy to see Ryo standing up for himself, somewhat. I know that Serena briefly chastised him for attempting to whip Dee several chapters ago, but the fact that he was willing to "whip" Dee with the plastic sword makes it seem as if he didn't actually gain any insight from the conversations. Whips are power weapons, but a feather used in vengeance by the one you love can be just as dangerous. Serena should have known better than to let Ryo go ahead with something like that; especially since she knows Dee, knows his personality.

Yes, Dee acted irrationally, pettily, and overall like a neanderthal; but Ryo should be used to this type of behavior from his partner. Not to say that the way Dee acted was in any way appropriate or acceptable, Ryo should take his partner's wild-nature into account. And that he decided to use this as a chance to "humble" Dee by making him the slave? Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that Dee loves him so much, I can see this as potentially ending the relationship.

Ryo is, essentially, trying to force Dee to change his entire personalty (that of a dominant, alpha-male) in order to gain an upper-hand in their relationship; getting back at all the times he had been humiliated. Truthfully though, going about it in a way that has Dee submitting to a partner he sees as an equal could, presumably, cause him to have a bit of an inferiority or superiority complex in any further social interactions.

True as it is that Ryo is standing up for himself, he is belittling Dee in a way that most Masters would find vulgar. One of the key components in a Master/Slave relationship is a willingness to submit. Dee is only willing because he fears the fallout of his actions if he doesn't. Under any other circumstance, I can't really see Dee as willing to grovel in front of a semi-large crowd.

...Can you tell that I've been stuck writing English essays and Psychology papers? lol Sorry. ^^

Just a little side note:
You really went with the heels? Wow, kudos to you. I wouldn't do that now, but back when I was younger I was quite fond of the collection of heels and pumps I owned. Wore a few of them to work once... never again. I have to walk around too much, and I've already been told before that socks are not synonymous with actual shoes. lol

Heya inu_spike! Sorry for the long delay! I wanted to wait until I had my next chapter ready until I went back and replied to the last few comments I got on this one.

Yes, Serena saved Dee's ass a few chapters back, but only from being seriously hurt. She didn't want him to be injured, and she prevented Ryo from doing something that would have haunted him forever. Right now, however, she's acting like Ryo's mentor. At the end of Chapter 15 she offered him advice on punishment that wouldn't leave permanent marks or cause health complications. When Ryo was whacking Dee with the sword, she was standing right there encouraging him to do it harder. She and Ryo and Diana have all agreed that Dee shouldn't be allowed to get away with what he did, so they're all pretty much ganging up on him to teach him a lesson. Ryo doesn't have any interest in joining the BSDM scene and learning how to be a proper master, and neither does Dee, although he has experience with it because of his former lover Kelly, from years ago.

It's REALLY hard for Dee with his dominant alpha male personality to submit and be a slave, but Ryo wants him to try. He wants to see Dee making a decent effort to have a little self-control for once. And Ryo is certainly enjoying having Dee as his slave for the short term. (It's a revenge thing!) You'll notice that he didn't enjoy whacking Dee with his sword as much as everyone else enjoyed it. Serena didn't think he was doing it hard enough, and Ryo asked Dee if he was okay.

You don't have to worry that Ryo will take it too far! And don't worry about Dee getting an inferiority complex, either. It's impossible! He's too pretty and too tough and he knows it.

Yeah, I went with the heels, and so far, I've only worn them once. I looked great, but I had to walk carefully. I wore them to a movie and only had to walk from the car to the theater and back again. That was enough.

Thanks for your long and thoughtful comment!

I'm on your side, Dee. Time for you and Ryo to ditch this party.

Sorry Brit, but I am really not into pain/punishment/master/slave, etc.

Yes, the party has gone on long enough and it's time for certain people to go home and have a private party in bed. This is the only one of my Dee/Ryo stories that will explore pain/punishment/master/slave etc. It's not really their scene. But I'll still have to write some stories about Dee's other fantasies too! And maybe some of Ryo's. At the end of Sweet Frustration, Ryo admitted that he had some fantasies...

Thanks for commenting and also for beta-reading!