The taste of You

A gloomy figure of a certain gloomy lawyer loomed over the floor to ceiling window of a rather dark and hallow office, overlooking the dark city that has become also gloomy after the heavy downpour, perhaps, the blonde thought, it is a rather dark day. Not entirely literally unless you want to take her full life into account. She threw the last drop of the whiskey she had in her tumbler into her mouth and if the liquid burned her throat, her face gave nothing away. She sighed and this time swiped the bottle of whiskey off her dark colored table and tipped her head back to down what was remaining of it. At this rate the mighty barrister Rachel  Sanchez would stumble into a court room, higher than a kite but she had consumed alcohol to the extent where she was immune to it's intoxicating effects and she never forgot to curse that one thing any other person would consider an advantage, she always wanted to forget.

She always did this, stand before her office window that overlooked the city and just stare at nothing in particular, when she tried to find the beauty in the view but instead all she saw was a cluster of buildings and an overcrowded city, never did she see that thing a lot of people would see from such a view.

"The car is ready ma'am", a middle aged man made his presence known in the room and the blonde swirled around to acknowledge the man, waving him off to join him later while she stared back at the city before sighing and taking her suit from the couch where she draped it earlier and stalked out of the dark building, into her waiting car where she brooded all the way home.

At home the brunette that had warmed her bed for the past four months knelt at the foot of her bed, clad in just her birthday suit and a collar, hands behind her and head down, waiting for her. The sight immediately fueled her sadistic persona and a devilish smirk graced her lips when the thoughts of what she could do with the shy submissive invaded her thoughts but one thing always turned her off, the brunette had fallen for her and that knowledge appalled her to no depths. Not that the woman had the guts to tell that to her but she could see it in her eyes so she planned to let go of the woman before it became too late because knowing herself, she would never love anyone and the thought of being loved didn't sit well with her. Her mood dampened immediately and she ignored the woman who blushed furiously at her sight and stalked into the bathroom and did her nightly routine, she would relieve the woman of their contract and send her on her way tomorrow, she thought. She just had to go through the excruciating process of letting the woman say her final goodbye and that includes letting the woman have bodily contact with her, her jaw clenched at the thought but it was just for one night so when she strode into her room again, she shocked her sub to tears.

"Come", she commanded in a low voice after making herself comfortable on the king-size bed. The woman gulped and looked up at her with wide eyes, trying to gauge her mood. Not that she ever abused her subs but she was not the easiest person to understand and her moods were never good so why she would call her to cuddle with her was beyond the brunette but she dare not disobey the lawyer so with shaking legs and trembling lips she crawled to the side of the bed the woman lay and waited for another command that didn't take time to come.

"You have been a good girl, Vanessa", the older woman took her chin in her fingers and stared at the brunette woman, wondering why she would refuse to be loved by such a beauty and Vanessa was actually a good woman.

"I'm proud of you", she praised the brunette, something she knew made the brunette very happy. On cue, a glow could been seen in the woman's eyes and the lawyer knew that she was about to kill that joy.

"Get in", she commanded and the brunette shuffled into the bed and immediately melted the minute the blonde took her in her arms and started to run her fingers through her hair, listening to her always faint heartbeat for the first time and smelling her up close brought a feeling of euphoria to her.

"Mistress", the brunette stuttered, afraid that she could lose the moment of affection that the blonde allowed her. The blonde only hummed, allowing her to continue and the brunette realized that what she was about to say could be a dangerous move. Knowing her Dom, it would be disastrous to bring emotions into their dynamic, especially for her.

"Can I tell you something?", She asked meekly.

"Yes", the blonde clenched her jaw, already knowing where that talk was leading. The brunette buried her face deeper into her body to inhale her and calm her nerves but her tenseness was not helping, she knew that the blonde would know what she was about to say.

"I love you", she stammered helplessly after a long wait and closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable. She didn't know the limits of the blonde but one thing was for sure, the blonde's anger knew no bounds and needed nothing much to trigger it.

"It was a clear order Vanessa", Rachel bit out angrily and the small woman flinched at the hardness of her voice but remained in her hold.

"I'm sorry mistress", she mumbled ashamedly and the blonde took a deep breath, willing herself not to be a bitch and understand that it is a feeling that could not be helped.

"You are leaving tomorrow", she informed her monotonously and this time the brunette tore herself out of her hold to look at her with sad teary eyes.

"Mistress...", She sobbed quietly and bowed her head, her tears dropping into her folded hands and chills racking through her naked body. The blonde having noticed her shivers, removed her shirt from her body and gave it to the brunette, leaving her in only a sports bra.

"Thank you", Vanessa mumbled and took the clothe from her, enjoying the smell of her as she threw it over her own body.

"I cannot love you Vanessa, I told you before now but I cannot blame you for feeling that way. We have to end this arrangement and the sooner, the better. This will be our last night together and tomorrow you will be on your way... ", the brunette shook her head vigorously.

"Listen!", She barked at her and the brunette hunched her shoulders, defeated.

"You will go back to California and start the spring semester, you deserve that much", she sighed and made a mental note to pay off the tuition for the young woman to start nursing school, something she was not privileged to have. The young woman let out silent sobs, wrapping her arms around the blonde who allowed her at that time, letting her scent calm her and taking what she could for the last time.

By the next morning she was gone and the blonde was once again left alone in her empty house unless you want to count the housekeeper and the driver who only went about doing their jobs and nothing much.

Her phone rang and she tried to ignore the annoying thing when saw the caller ID but her cousin had other plans, she kept calling until she picked.

"So you thought you could ignore me?", The older family member chirped on the phone and the blonde sighed. She could never be angry with the older woman no matter what she tried, the woman had been her rock for as long as she needed her.

"I will be on my way this evening", she mumbled into the receiver, knowing that the woman was calling to make sure that she didn't forget their monthly arrangement. She would spend every last weekend with family and the older woman was her only family and made it her job to make sure that her cousin was still floating, the past two years had been a nightmare for the blonde and her coping mechanisms were not the best.

"You know it's a five hour drive and it is not safe for you that late", the older woman chided, like she always did.

"The dark calls me", she mumbled before cutting the call, not wanting to hear anymore from the older woman. She did her usual ritual, stand at the window, looking for the beauty in the city with a bottle of whiskey in one hand and her other hand inside the pocket of her suit pants.

She didn't find it.