Date: Tue, 11 Oct 2005 20:13:11 +0000 From: Petra Rose Subject: Emotional Rescue Part 2 (Lesbian / Authoritarian FF) AUTHORS NOTE: This story contains graphic sexual descriptions. If you are under eighteen or likely to be offended, please do not continue to read beyond this point. This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, be if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2005 October, All Rights Reserved There are elements of this story that are true. To those whose experience I based it on I thank you. Feedback as always is really appriciated :) Petra Rose Emotional Rescue Part 2 (Lesbian / Authoritarian FF) Fifteen minutes later a cab dropped me outside the Lexington. I noticed the driver watch me as I went inside, it was not a nice area and I guess he was making sure I actually made it to the door safely. Still determined not to let Jane down and do as she had ordered me, I made my way briskly towards the reception desk which was at the end of a very dark and dingy hallway. The receptionist was equally dishevelled with about three day's growth of beard and greasy hair that hadn't seen a comb in weeks. But I hadn't time to back out now. Was this part of Jane test for me I wondered? But with only a few minutes to go before she called me again I had to get to the room as soon as possible. As the receptionist let his piggy little eyes feast over my slim figure, I asked for the key to room twenty four and hoped he wouldn't ask me for identification. Thankfully he simply produced the key and informed me the room was on the second floor. "You'll have to take the stairs as the lift is out of order." He said, then as an afterthought added. "Everything been paid for. Though I don't know if that includes your services though. Let me know if you want to make anything extra? I'm sure we can come to an arrangement" Shocked that he thought I was some sort of hooker, I simply grabbed the key from his hand and made my way as quickly as possible up to the second floor. I had just found room twenty four when my phone began to vibrate. As quick as I could I opened the door, rushed inside and answered my phone. Once again Jane's pretty cute face appeared on the screen. "Well Miss Petra Rose, have you made your escape from that torture you call work? Have you followed my instructions or do I hang up now and never see you again?" "No wait!" I cried out. "I've done what you ordered me to do Jane. I'm here at the hotel in room twenty four!" "Prove it to me Miss Rose" Jane demanded. For a few seconds I was stumped as to how I could do this, then I realised I had the phone. Quickly, I held it up and hoped that Jane could see the room which I was standing in. To be honest, compared to the awful looking décor I had seen so far in this hotel, the room itself was fairly pleasant and clean. The walls were painted the usual light brown colour, the carpet was clean and the simple furnishings were at least not falling to pieces. However, the biggest surprise was the large double bed that took up most of the space, it looked brand new, with sparkling white sheets and pillows that had that fresh clean smell about them. "Good" I heard Jane say. "Turn the phone towards you again Miss Rose, so I can see you." Quickly I did as she said until I could see Jane once again looking back at me. "Excellent! Well you have past the first test Miss Petra Rose. I guess you do love me like you say you do. You prefer me to your job at least. But I haven't finished with you yet. Place this phone on the table over there, so I can watch you." With total submission I did as Jane said. As she like me to do, I respectfully knelt in front of her and let my head bow down, waiting for her next command. "In the next few minutes there will be a knock on the door. Miss Rose, you shall immediately answer it and let the stranger in. Then let me do all the talking. You are not to answer unless spoken to, you understand?" By now I was really getting turned on. Many times we played the roles of sub and Domme, with Jane taking on the Mistress role. We both loved role playing in this way, although as I had mentioned earlier, only in the privacy of our own bedroom. Now it appeared if there would be a third person involved. I could feel myself becoming wet at the mere thought. Then I heard a knock on the door. (To be continued)