Bayonetta's Abuse - Chapter 07 - Jeanne's Gambit - Sex Stories

Bayonetta's Abuse - Chapter 07 - Jeanne's Gambit

Beams of warm light streamed through the open shades as James lounged on the water bed, a smirk on his face as he surfed through the channels. It was the early afternoon of a crisp autumn day, the leaves outside exploding in bursts of red, orange and yellow; the air filled with the sweet scent of fall.

Bayonetta had left the night before and would be gone at least a couple more days, off on another lengthy assignment. She left him in her studio dungeon with a small stash of food and just enough amusement to keep James from losing his mind. She had added a treadmill and a set of weights to his accommodations so that he could exercise when he wished, but using either of them wasn't particularly comfortable when bound from neck to toe in latex and chained to a bed.

“Femdom... S&M... Femdom... and, big surprise... more Femdom.”

He chuckled as he clicked from channel to channel, knowing that his efforts were futile. She had password protected the cable box and locked out all channels that weren't porn of her preferred variety. He slipped off the bed, tossing the remote behind him as he stood and stretched his limbs, the latex of his skin tight suit stretching and creaking.

'Oh well, at least I have my games...'

He walked toward the entertainment center and grabbed a controller, powering on his Playstation 3 as he sat into the thick PVC bean bag, his suit audibly meshing with the leathery chair. He let out a sigh of contentment as his game loaded, reminded suddenly that although he was, technically, a slave, he really didn't have it that bad.

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Just across the street, Jeanne was also lounging. She sat in the back of her white limousine, a cell phone held to her ear as she listened intently. Her body was wrapped in red leather, the clingy, shiny body suit hugging her wide hips and full breasts nicely. A white scarf sat draped around her neck and her short, snow white hair was complemented nicely by the sparkling diamonds that hung from her ears. She shifted nervously as the caller spoke, appearing to ponder an important decision.

“You got her already? Are you ABSOLUTELY sure?!?”

“Affirmative. We caught her off guard. She took two shots to the back, near the spine, then fell in the river. She never had time to use her powers. I think she was meeting a contact there, but we got her first.”

Jeanne bit her tongue. It sounded like things had gone perfectly, but she knew how resourceful Cereza could be. There was still a chance she was alive.

“What about the body? Witnesses?”

“No witnesses. The body hasn't surfaced, but we'll keep an eye out. If it does, we'll recover it and dispose of her elsewhere.”

“Good. Call me if that happens. Otherwise we'll speak again at the appointed time.”

The line went dead and Jeanne closed her eyes as she flipped her phone shut.

'You were a good friend at times Cereza, but you were an even bigger source of trouble. I'm sorry it ended this way.'

Moments later her eyes ...