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    Domino Effect, Chapter 17: Destroyed

    Story written on December 17, 2005 by Jaded_Wind.
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    Marina makes up her mind – Alice goes off into the LNF and gets a few ‘surprises’ – Susan sets her sights on a tourist – Tina and Shane stuggle with the two sides of their relationship – Lara gets side tracked – Bette thinks the world has turned in its ear

    Susan Birch. There had to be a way to make her pay, there had to be.
    Marina felt as if everything in her life were slowly crumbling away and
    falling into the raging ocean of Susan Birch’s indigo eyes.

    She stepped over to the stereo, picked something out, something
    driving, something powerful, something to strengthen her resolve
    Concrete Blonde. She cranked up the volume and began to shed her
    “Marina Ferrer, successful caf owner” clothes.

    Lara shoved her way into the office, eyes blazing, mouth drawn into a
    disapproving frown. She must have seen something in Marina’s eyes,
    something she was unprepared to challenge, because she only said,
    “Could you turn it down a little?” and backed out letting the door
    swing shut softly.

    A cold grin stretched the corners of Marina’s mouth as she slipped into
    leather: strapping, harnesses, belt, gloves, piece by piece, layer by
    layer, the scent of *****, the scent of power drifted over her,
    enveloping her sweetly. She slipped a short riding crop into its place
    on her belt, checked her image as it reflected in the window.

    She smiled broader, pointed her fingers and growled the French
    equivalent of “Lock and load, baby” before stepping into stiletto
    heels, wrapping herself in a long leather coat, and storming out of the
    office. New purpose strengthened her, bone and sinew; anger heated her
    blood. She was going to take back what was hers. And god help Susan if
    she stood in the way.

    ~*~*~*~*~*

    Alice stood outside of the Lost ‘N Found, licking her lips as she
    watched a very ***** dark haired woman walking down the steps. She was
    edible if she did think so herself.

    Alice was wearing what she thought was the most D/s outfit she owned.
    It was a black leather top like corset, very ***** with a pair of hip
    hugging red leather pants. She was interested in this place, she’d been
    everywhere except for Petruccio’s — Susan Birch’s place. That place
    scared her and she didn’t want anything to do with Susan. If she was
    half as dangerous as her reputation, Alice knew she’d be no match for
    her if she set her sights on having her.

    So Alice had ventured everywhere else around LA, feeling like a voyeur
    in the so called lifestyle. She’d gotten reasonably good at masking her
    own mixed emotions as she stepped time and time again into a world much
    different from her own, only glimpsed in the erotica collections she
    read and the steamy films she sometimes watched. And the occasional
    fantasy. Sure, who didn’t find it at least a little titillating to give
    up all your will and be free of constraints?

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