Double Edge: Chapter 1

Let’s Start in the Middle

TW: This Series Contains Sexually Explicit Content

Sloan Connor is a junior associate for a big law firm in New York City. Working under a partner at the firm, Sloan is tasked with investigating the wrongful death of a client’s son on behalf of her boss. When the man convicted of the murder insists he is innocent, Sloan is led down a path of life threatening danger and discoveries. Join her as she uncovers the truth about this murder, and possibly more.

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There was no pool at Laser It Pool and Spa, but there was a sex swing. Currently occupying that sex swing was someone who looked important. He was middle aged, well groomed, and had an air of confidence about him. He seemed smug, like someone who had never been told no and always expected to get their way. Surely he was usually the picture of toxic masculinity, but with a bright cherry red ball gag tucked securely between his porcelain veneers and his soft cock hanging out of his pants, it was hard to take him seriously.

As the thick frothy drool fell from the corner of his mouth, the woman dressed in black latex standing over him grimaced in disgust. She had long legs that were wrapped in skin tight latex boots that reached just below her thigh. The latex body suit she wore matched, and her face was covered in a black lace mask. In her right hand she held a cattle prod. Her skin was milky white and her hair was long and raven black. She was confident in an angry way, in a way that had made grown men soil themselves in front of her. She grabbed the face of the man in the swing.

“Do you know why we’re here?” She said, her voice like poison honey and her knuckles turning white as she gripped his chin.

The man in the sex swing started struggling, trying to free himself of his restraints, but it was useless. The woman had perfected her knots over the months she had been doing this, and he would never be able to get free of them. She didn’t like to repeat herself, so she pressed the button on her cattle prod, making it spark to life with a threatening crack. The man in the swing winced.

“Don’t be afraid of this silly little thing baby, this is just foreplay, I’m saving the good stuff for later. I know you guys like things to start slow.” She put down the cattle prod and picked up a briefcase. “If you’re a good boy I’ll even let you pick a prize from my treasure chest.” She opened the brief case and inside were several sharp shiny silver tools strapped side by side. She smiled wild eyed at the man “I tend to lean towards anything that makes noise, but that’s just me.”

The man whimpered and the woman bent over to stroke his face with a gloved hand. He smelled of sweat and bad breath. How anyone could let this man make decisions was beyond her, he was absolutely revolting and the world would be a much better place without him. She stood back up and looked down at him.

“You know what, I think I’ll pick our toys today, you don’t seem like that much fun.” The woman walked away from the swing to a table nearby and placed the briefcase on top, opening it. She scanned the contents, running her fingers over each of the tools.

Behind her, the man in the swing started making loud throat noises that frankly annoyed the hell out of the woman. She marched over to the man and unbuckled his gag, releasing his mouth at last. “Do you have something to say sweetheart?” She asked with bite in her voice.

The man stretched his mouth for a few second and cleared his throat. “Why do they call you Domino?”

What a stupid question for a man who was about to die. Domino rolled her eyes and scoffed. “Because after I got rid of the first of you, the rest started to fall.” She said it without even looking at the man. “Is that the only question you have for me?”

The man stared at her terrified, unable to muster a second thought. Domino answered for him in a mocking tone. “Why me Domino, what did I do to deserve this?” She paused, “Well baby, I’ll give you a hint. Aspen Colorado, winter 2021.”

The man’s eyes widened in horror and Domino cackled. “There you go, sweetheart, not that hard to remember something like that is it?”

The man started to whimper and a light yellow puddle started to form on the floor beneath him. He got frantic and began begging Domino. “Please, you don’t understand. In my line of work there’s all this pressure and so much at stake! You can’t say no to people like that. Once you’re in you’re in and you can’t get out! Please!”

Domino chuckled, “Oh, I’m afraid it’s too late for all of that.” Domino picked up an electric saw from her briefcase and plugged it in. She pressed the button on it a few times to check that it was functioning properly. “It’s time to get to work.”