Dark Queen Series, Part 3

Cassidy tossed her hair quietly over her shoulder, throwing her own rubbish into the bin. “No thanks. I’ve got things to do…”

“Like what?”

“Just things,” She snapped, storming out of the canteen and walking down the corridor.

“What’s up with you? You never hang around with anyone when we stay in HQ anymore. You just sit in ya room!”

“Leave me alone Butch,” Cassidy muttered, turning the corridor to her room. She punched in the code angrily, and threw herself onto her bed.

She had been back to the HQ three times since she had met and been pleasured by that mysterious girl. Three times. And not once did she see her again, and not once did she in any way get in contact with Cassidy.

It wasn’t fair.

Cassidy had never felt anything like the feelings she had felt that evening. She had never even been attracted to a girl before, but now, suddenly, there was no one else in the world for her. She wanted to be with this girl. To be held by her, kissed by her, touched by her… Cassidy wanted everything she had felt before.

She closed her eyes as a tear fell slowly down her cheek. That woman, her Queen, had come to her just as she had been wondering if she would find love. She had shown Cassidy love as she had never seen it before. Now where was she? Did she really care? Cassidy’s heart ached with unanswerable questions.

She looked at her fingers, long, slender and ungloved since uniform wasn’t compulsory in the HQ. Her Queen’s fingers seemed more beautiful then her own, pale and almost translucent in Cassidy’s memories.

Cassidy hadn’t been allowed to touch her Queen but she would have loved to use her own fingers to pleasure the woman who had shown her so much and made her feel such strong feelings.

*Am I in love?* Cassidy asked herself, another tear falling softly down her silky skin, to drop onto the pillow she was hugging to her chest. Do I love someone who doesn’t appear to have had a second thought about me?

She closed her eyes and lay in silence, drifting through memories and dark thoughts that seemed to surround her.

** “You’ll not come here unless I bring you here. You will not seek me, I will seek you.” ** That was what her Queen had said to her, what seemed like all to long ago. And Cassidy would do anything to obey her…

But now Cassidy felt she couldn’t obey her any longer. She needed to find her, to be with her again. She found herself pushing herself off the bed, her hair slightly tussled, and moving, almost against some small will of her own not to towards the door.

She remembered the route to her room more clearly then she could remember the route to her own partner and friends, although she had been there only once. As she finally found the corridor with her Queen’s room she discover the other rooms leading to it were empty.

She reached the room, the panel with the scratched letters upon it seeming so familiar to her. Her fingers ran down the smooth door, and then she clenched them into a fist and rapped on the door.

She stood for five minutes listening futilely to the silence, hoping against hope the door would open. Finally she slid down the door and wrapped her arms around her legs, leaning her head against the wall. “She’ll come back soon.” She told herself fiercely, as she closed her eyes.

It was a long time before she heard the hypnotic sound of heels clicking along the corridor. She lifted her head slightly, and saw her lover walking lightly down the corridor, a slight twist to her lips.

She didn’t appear to even notice Cassidy as she turned to her door, and began to type in her door code. Then she spoke in her low vice, without even looking down at Cassidy, “What did I say to you Cassidy?”

Cassidy bit her lip as she looked up at the woman. “I know, but I couldn’t take it any more, I needed to… to see you.”

Her Queen gave a short amused laugh, and then pushed open her door. “And you thought you’d rather not wait? Well I’m sorry Cass, but the answer is no.” She closed the door after her.

Cassidy pressed her hand against it, “Don’t you understand how I feel?” She whispered at the closed door. She sighed heavily and leaned back against the wall again.

As the watch on her wrist beeped to signal it had turned nine o’ clock, the door opened again and her lover walked out. She wore a tight wine red dress, bringing out the red lights in her mahogany eyes, and was obviously on her way to the Rocketeer’s club.

She glanced down at the figure of Cassidy, “Still here?” Then before Cassidy could even nod she had moved halfway along the corridor.

Cassidy sat for maybe two hours longer, before she curled herself into a foetal position on the floor and fell into a light sleep. She was wrenched from her sleep a long while later to see a pair of slender ankles before her.

She pulled herself into a sitting position, and looked up hopefully at the girl. She looked down at her in turn, “Go home Cassidy,” She ordered, her voice hard, yet still seductive. The door closed between them again.

Cassidy wiped at her tearful eyes. She leant forward and pressed her lips to the door for a second. Then she curled back into a ball on the floor, waiting for sleep to find her again.

It was mid morning when the door opened again. Her Queen leaned against the doorframe in a robe, her lilac hair not even lightly tussled. Her lush lips were twisted into a slight smile. “You really are something Cass. I could treat you like shit and you’d still sit there waiting for me wouldn’t you?”

Cassidy rubbed her eyes, and tossed her hair over her shoulders, before pulling herself up to her feet. “I don’t want to be away from you.”

The girl smiled an almost secret smile, and took Cassidy by the collar, pulling her to herself. “How very like you,” She said huskily, her breath pushing against Cassidy’s face. Then she pushed her lips to Cassidy’s hard and passionate.

Cassdiy was quick to respond, opening her mouth to her partner, gladly excepting her tongue. Her Queen pulled away from her and smiled. “You can come in, of you follow the rules next time.”

“Yes… Yes, My Queen,” Cassidy breathed, full of ecstasy that she hadn’t angered her. She followed her into the room and as the door closed felt herself pushed against it. A jolt of anticipation ran through her, as she felt her lover’s body press against her.

“How shall we play?” Her Queen said thoughtfully, running a finger along the side of Cassidy’s face.

“Shall we play fast?” She pressed her lips onto Cassidy’s again, hard and instant, her hands massaging Cassidy’s breasts aggressively. Cassidy moaned in her throat. The contact broke off.

“Or shall we play slow?” She softly murmured, kissing Cassidy on the lips with a soft kiss, then pulling down Cassidy’s top and bending to Cassidy’s collarbone, and planting a hundred small kisses and bites along it. Cassidy let out a deep sigh as she pulled away again.

“Let’s play fast, I think we’re both long overdue for each other,” The Queen smiled. She kissed Cassidy hard on the lips again, grinding her body against the young girl. Cassidy wrapped her arms around her lovers, desperate to feel her body forever, but annoyingly she pulled away.

Cassidy watched as her lover’s fingers slowly undid the robe and watched as it fell to the floor. The perfect figure of her lover stood before her in only black silk underwear made Cassidy’s heart begin to beat faster, and the heat she already felt become stronger.

“Like it Cass?” She asked as she ran her hands over her own breasts, down her body sliding on hand into her thong.

“Yes, my Queen,” Cassidy mutter, watching almost hypnotised as her lover extracted to dripping fingers from her panties. She walked back to Cassidy and held her wet fingers before her. Cassidy eagerly flicked out her tongue, to lap her partner’s juice from her fingers.

“Remember it Cassidy?” She asked softly, watching the girl as she began to suck on her fingers. “Miss it?”

Cassidy nodded, and her Queen smiled again. She pulled her hand from Cassidy’s lips, and pulled up her top. The outline of Cassidy’s hard nipples was clearly visible through her bra. Her Queen pulled Cassidy’s breasts from the cotton captor and then kissed the soft flesh.

Her tongue trailed down the flesh to the nipple, which she circled slowly, agonisingly. Then she placed her lips fully over it, biting it almost viciously. Cassidy gasped, and then moaned, as she continued her work on the delicate nub. Her finger and thumb pinched, and flicked the nipple on the other breast, as Cassidy began to moan louder, becoming almost dizzy with desire.

Slowly her lover slid to her knees before Cassidy lifting the skirt Cassidy was wearing. Cassidy felt the slender finger brush her hips as she took hold of the damp panties she was wearing. She pulled them off swiftly, and Cassidy felt the cool air from the room rush around her hot lips.

Her Queen’s mouth barely brushed against Cassidy’s outer lips as she spoke huskily to her, “This is what I want.” The slight touch caused a shudder to rocket through Cassidy. “Is it what you want?”

The feelings Cassidy was experiencing were unbelievable. “Yes! Yes my Queen!” She urged.

Her Queen firmly flicked her clit with her tongue and then plunged her tongue into her hot slit. As she had the first time, this woman knew exactly where to press in Cassidy’s walls. Cassidy moaned, her fingers lacing around her queen’s head to try and aid her pleasure, although her Queen showed no sigh of pulling away from her now.

Then the first of her orgasm hit like a tidal wave. Wave after wave began pouring over Cassidy as she shook and moaned. Her Queen’s expert tongue found her clit and began a steady licking and sucking that caused Cassidy’s orgasm to continue longer then she thought could have been possible.

Finally her Queen pulled herself up and pressed her lips against Cassidy’s again, hard, passionate and amazing. Cassidy moaned in her throat again, and once she was released from her lips, lay her head against her shoulder.

Her Queen stroked Cassidy’s hair, in almost the same powerful way Giovanni stroked the head of his Persian. Finally she pulled Cassidy from her. “Worth waiting for Cassidy?”

Cassidy, lost for words and breath, nodded silently.

Her Queen’s lips twisted into a powerful smile. “Good. I’m glad it was worthwhile for us both. But next time you must wait for me to come to you, unless you want to be hurt.”

“Yes my Queen,” Cassidy muttered. Her lover kissed her again, and then stepped back and into her bathroom, leaving Cassidy alone.

Cassidy stood against the door waiting for her breath to come back to her, and for her body to cool down. Then she slowly bent and picked up her damp panties, before walking silently from the room.

And the only thing circling her head were the questions, *Why would I be hurt? What could she do to hurt me?*