{"id":12174,"date":"2018-07-19T18:51:56","date_gmt":"2018-07-19T17:51:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/?p=12174"},"modified":"2018-07-19T18:53:40","modified_gmt":"2018-07-19T17:53:40","slug":"domination-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/2018\/07\/19\/domination-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Domination 1"},"content":{"rendered":"

Title:<\/strong>\u00a0Domination<\/b>
\nAuthor:<\/strong>\u00a0Liam<\/b>
\nDisclaimer: Joss Whedon owns Angel and its characters. This story will likely be rated R for various reasons.
\nEmail:<\/strong>
\nFeedback:<\/strong> I\u2019d love to get feedback. I\u2019d also love to hear other comments and suggestions to my email.
\nSummary:<\/strong> When several people are found dead, the Fang Gang makes a connection that could lead to disturbing consequences. Because of the great response to my \u2018Retrospective\u2019 trilogy, I decided to write this. Buckle up, because I plan on making this a dark fic.
\nDedication:<\/strong> (Part 2) To psychofilly<\/em>, whose idea of praise is to threaten to send two UberEvil Vampires after me.<\/p>\n

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Part 1<\/b><\/p>\n

The whip made a resounding crack as the tip made contact with the fleshy skin above Robert Wells\u2019 thigh.<\/p>\n

The forty-two year old investment banker was fully exposed to the harsh treatment he was receiving. His hands were bound as he hung spread eagle from the ceiling. Another crack of the whip on his naked form sent the man whimpering in pain.<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you like that?\u201d a beautiful brunette whispered into his ear as she stroked his red and welted skin. \u201cDo you like the pain I give you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d the man said softly. God help him, but he did like it.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes what?\u201d the brunette demanded as she lifted his chin with the whip.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes mistress,\u201d Robert said between his tears. The woman\u2019s harsh features melted into a softer, more angelic face. She gently wiped the tears from his face as she placed light kisses on his lips.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re my favorite you know,\u201d the woman said to her client. \u201cI don\u2019t love them, but I love you.\u201d Another crack of the whip had the man writhing in pain and pleasure once more. \u201cYou know that I love you, right?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes mistress,\u201d the man answered. His body was sore from the abuse he had taken, but it also felt so good to him.<\/p>\n

\u201cI know you\u2019re hurting,\u201d the dominatrix said. \u201cI can make that pain stop,\u201d she breathed into his ear. \u201cLet me make the pain stop. I love you,\u201d she pleaded.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes!\u201d Robert answered with a sudden burst of fervor. \u201cMake it stop,\u201d he said weakly.<\/p>\n

The woman smiled and gently stroked his cheek. Stepping behind Robert, she kissed his shoulder one final time. Her beautiful face began to contort: her head elongated and her jaw unhinged. A long proboscis rose from her throat. With a quick strike, the proboscis broke through Robert\u2019s skull. As quickly as it entered, it was retracted back into her throat.<\/p>\n

Smiling, the woman wiped her lips clean of any blood. Putting her trench coat on over her leather jumpsuit, she blew a kiss at Robert Wells\u2019 slumping form. Deciding to leave him hanging, the woman opened the door to the apartment and left.<\/p>\n

***************
\nCordelia ducked beneath the police tape blocking the door to the luxurious upscale apartment that used to belong to Robert Wells. Angel followed suit as he glanced around the fancy apartment.<\/p>\n

\u201cThere was a demon here recently.\u201d Cordelia said. Angel\u2019s vampire smell also detected the traces of a non-human presence. Cordy pulled out a video camera and began filming around the apartment.<\/p>\n

\u201cWes is supposed to meet us here right?\u201d Angel asked his Seer. Angel fingered the manacles that still hung from the ceiling as Cordelia answered in the affirmative. He sidestepped the dried pool of blood as he walked to the large oak desk in the corner.<\/p>\n

Pulling open drawers on the desk, Angel finally found a stack of opened mail. Finding one that looked familiar, he pulled the card out of the envelope. It was marked the same as the other three they\u2019d found on previous victims.<\/p>\n

The Palace
\nYour appointment is tonight
\nBe ready for the pain
\nAnd the pleasure<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy would a guy let someone torture them like this?\u201d Cordelia wondered.<\/p>\n

\u201cSome people like pain with their pleasure,\u201d Angel answered vaguely.<\/p>\n

\u201cTalking from experience?\u201d Cordelia teased.<\/p>\n

Angel gave his Seer an amused smirk. \u201cI spent 150 years as a soulless demon. What do you think?\u201d<\/p>\n

Cordelia shook her head as she continued to film the crime scene. \u201cI mean really, what kind of man gets his ya-ya\u2019s off by coming to a whatchamacallit?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDominatrix,\u201d Angel supplied as he continued to flip through the mail. \u201cSome guys just want attention. Some just want to feel something other than loneliness.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut this?\u201d Cordelia emphasized by waving her arms.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat I\u2019m wondering is why the Powers are sending this information days after the murders occur,\u201d Wes interjected as he entered the building.<\/p>\n

\u201cGood point,\u201d Cordy admitted. \u201cMaybe their mystical brain channels are blocked or something.\u201d Everyone was silent a moment as they pondered all the possible reasons. Angel was the first to break the reverie.<\/p>\n

\u201cSame as the others?\u201d he asked the watcher.<\/p>\n

Wes nodded and handed the vampire the folder he carried. \u201cA sharp blow to the back of the head. The pituitary gland precisely removed and the victim dies immediately from the trauma.\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel glanced at the photos. A hole about an inch wide was punctured into the back of the head. Flipping past the coroner\u2019s reports, he found the conclusion of the autopsy.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe blow was made by an object of unknown origin,\u201d he read aloud. \u201cThe force of the impact cause instantaneous death.\u201d Angel sighed as he tossed the folder back to the watcher. \u201cWe have any idea what\u2019s doing this?\u201d<\/p>\n

Wesley shrugged. \u201cI\u2019m leaning towards a demon with possibly a serrated tongue or a proboscis. However, the ones in my in my books that match that are quite hideous beasts. I can\u2019t imagine this clientele coming to someone like that. Whatever it is, I imagine it has a human form.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThis would be a lot easier if we could locate this \u2018Palace\u2019.\u201d Cordelia said.<\/p>\n

\u201cTrue,\u201d Wes answered. \u201cBut so far Fred has yet to find any businesses by that name which would cater to these services.\u201d After a few more minutes it was decided to pack up. Downloading some files from the computer and taking some more recent mail, the gang headed back to the Hyperion hoping to find a clue.<\/p>\n

**************
\n\u201cThat\u2019s my girl,\u201d the gray haired man smiled as the brunette demon kissed his belly. \u201cDid you have fun with that Wells fellow?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d she purred as she continued her ministrations.<\/p>\n

\u201cGood,\u201d the man said. \u201cPerhaps you should lay low for a few more days,\u201d he suggested. \u201cI wouldn\u2019t want somebody to find out what naughty things you\u2019ve been doing.\u201d The man moaned as the demon\u2019s attention went progressively lower than his belly.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh,\u201d the demon pouted. \u201cBut I want to have fun.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut you can have fun with me,\u201d the man offered. The demon gave a mock sigh and then a grin as she continued to play. Knocking at the bedroom\u2019s large oak doors interrupted anything further.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d the man shouted. A moment later a young black man poked his head into the room.<\/p>\n

\u201cSir?\u201d the boy asked. \u201cI\u2019m sorry to interrupt, but Mister Reynolds is here to see you. He says it\u2019s important.\u201d<\/p>\n

Exasperated, the man told the boy he\u2019d meet Reynolds in his office. Excusing himself from the arms of the lovely demon, he tossed a robe on and followed the boy to his office.<\/p>\n

***********
\n\u201cSaid that the Powers wouldn\u2019t be able to broadcast the visions to any of their Seers,\u201d the man shouted at Reynolds. The handsome man tried to soothe his friend.<\/p>\n

\u201cRelax John,\u201d Reynolds said. \u201cI know perfectly well what I told you. I wouldn\u2019t worry too much about it. From what I gather, the Powers aren\u2019t sending the visions out until several days after the fact. By then, the trail goes cold.\u201d<\/p>\n

John glared at Reynolds. \u201cRelax? How can I relax? Do you know what would happen if it were found out that I\u2019m harboring her?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know what would happen John, but like I said, don\u2019t worry about it. I\u2019m going to make sure that you\u2019re taken care of. I promised I would, right?\u201d<\/p>\n

John took a breath to calm down. \u201cFine,\u201d he huffed. \u201cSo do we know who\u2019s receiving the visions?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot yet,\u201d Reynolds admitted. \u201cBut whoever it is shouldn\u2019t be hard to track. They must be in the LA area.\u201d Reynolds straightened his jacket. \u201cJust trust me.\u201d<\/p>\n

************
\nCordelia bounced a drooling Connor on her hip as she searched the bookshelves for a volume Wes needed. The case was aggravating everyone at Angel Investigations. No one more so than her. What was the point of the visions if they came after the damn murders?<\/p>\n

\u201cBut Uncle Wes should be able to find something in his books,\u201d Cordy told the child as she found the desired volume. \u201cBeing a bookworm may make him a dork, but it also makes him a very smart man.\u201d Connor giggled at the words he didn\u2019t understand.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd whenever we find out what\u2019s doing this, then your Daddy will go out and stop it, because that\u2019s what he does. Because we can\u2019t have a proboscis wielding demon going around killing people, even if they happen to be perverts.\u201d<\/p>\n

Taking the book into the office, Cordelia dropped in on Wes\u2019 desk before heading back into the lobby. She saw Gunn coming in through the courtyard.<\/p>\n

\u201cAny luck?\u201d she asked him.<\/p>\n

\u201cNope,\u201d he answered frustrated. \u201cI talked to four of our informants and none of them have heard anything about \u2018The Palace\u2019.\u201d<\/p>\n

The gang had met with over a dozen informants in the past two weeks, and none had provided any information. It seemed that they would never get a break in the case.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhere\u2019s Angel?\u201d Gunn asked the lovely Seer.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s off meeting someone. Maybe he\u2019ll have some better luck.\u201d She kissed the top of Connor\u2019s head and hoped that perhaps Angel would.<\/p>\n

***********
\nAngel had been waiting for over an hour for his informant to arrive. But with each passing minute, the vampire\u2019s anger grew. From behind him, he heard the sound of a pay phone ringing on the street corner. He tried to ignore it, but after a minute of incessant ringing he finally went to pick it up.<\/p>\n

As soon as he entered the booth the ringing stopped. His irritation would have grown more had it not been for the envelope taped to the receiver. Looking around for any intruders, Angel grabbed it.<\/p>\n

It was a short note, but it was one that gave him some hope. Maybe they had finally gotten a break.<\/p>\n

*************
\n\u201cI can make the pain stop,\u201d the brunette demon whispered into the man\u2019s ear. \u201cI love you. Please, let me make your pain stop,\u201d she pleaded.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d the young man cried. \u201cMake it stop.\u201d<\/p>\n

The demon smiled and kissed the young man\u2019s cheek. \u201cI love you,\u201d she said again. \u201cI\u2019ll make it stop hurting.\u201d<\/p>\n

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