Lunch Date

[mme_depompadour]

*rings the doorbell at Caeth and Ianto's*

*waits*

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[mme_depompadour]

*waits*
Bursting for what?

[off_c]

Ianto said you'd tell me why we were going to lunch. He made it sound all I've-got-something-in-store.

...so??

[mme_depompadour]

Oh... wait.
*rummages in her purse and takes out one of several cards*
Just like old times.
*hands it to you*
Patience. You're having lunch in the cafe in the park. Sit outside, somewhere private.

[off_c]

Oho.
*shows the card to you*
He's been a busy boy.

[mme_depompadour]

*grins and takes your hand as we walk to the park*
Wait till you read the rest.

[off_c]

Oh, geez.
*looks for the most secluded spot she can in the park cafe*
He hasn't pulled anything this elaborate since before the baby.

[mme_depompadour]

*grins and looks through the trees at the playground*
You have no idea how elaborate this is.
*orders a drink and looks at her menu*
This takes elaborate to a whole new level.

[off_c]

*grinning*
Knock it off, you're scaring me a little.
*orders a Cobb salad*

[mme_depompadour]

*giggles*
*hands you two cards*
You've ordered food, so now you have plenty of time to think about what you're going to tell Reinette after the two of you have eaten. By that time I'll be at the playground so I don't think I won't be keeping an eye on you.

You have told me many of your more hardcore domination and objectification fantasies over the years and now you are going to share one with Reinette. She is going to be taking notes and sharing it with me after lunch. If I'm satisfied that you have shown Reinette the depraved depths your dirty mind can sink to, I will give you a reward. If not, Reinette will give you a punishment. It doesn't have to involve me, or anyone specific, it doesn't have to be realistic or physically possible, it just has to involve the deepest, darkest desires that I know are inside your gorgeous, filthy little head. Now eat your food, think about it and tell her over coffee.

[off_c]

Oh my god. Oh NO.

*glances surreptitiously at the playground*

[mme_depompadour]

*looks*
He's not there yet.
*drinks her wine*
If it's any consolation, he says it's important that I know, otherwise he can't continue with whatever it is he's planning. Like I said, it's elaborate, and he says he needs me for it. I don't know much more than that.
*smiles*
But I'm hoping for the reward. He said I should definitely nag you for the reward.

[off_c]

What, I can give you the reward somehow?

*looks ill*
He told me to think about it, but I knew the instant I read it what I have to tell you. And now I'll have to think about that all through lunch. I can't tell you now, can I, and get it over with? I'm not going to be able to eat a thing.

[mme_depompadour]

I think you should probably stick to the rules. I don't want to miss out on the reward. How quickly can you eat a salad?
*takes her plate and stuffs a piece of salmon into her face*

[off_c]

Seriously? This salad is huge. I'd never finish it even if I was famished. Let alone with what I'm thinking about.

[mme_depompadour]

*leans in*
Just eat what you can... I'll lie for you.
*watches Ianto arrive at the playground with Jack in a stroller, Claire standing on the back and Dafydd running in front of him, hitting trees with a stick*
Go on, eat.

[off_c]

*glances at Ianto*
*shoves the bacon and ham and egg aside and stuffs a mouthful of lettuce in*
*chews determinedly*
*mouth full*
This is a nightmare.

[mme_depompadour]

*takes a piece of bread and butters it*
Calm down, Caeth.
*holds it out to you for a bite*
Eat something.

[off_c]

*eats the bread, but not the buttered part*
*has a sip of water*
*takes a deep breath and eats more lettuce*

[mme_depompadour]

Good girl.
*demonstratively puts her cutlery on her plate*
Coffee?

[off_c]

*nods emphatically, still chewing*

[mme_depompadour]

*orders two coffees and gets her pen and notebook out of her purse*
*sticks the pen in her mouth as she opens the notebook to a fresh page*
Whenever you're ready, then.

[off_c]

*takes a sip of coffee to fortify herself*
Jesus. Okay.

In this fantasy I'm the property of two women. I don't know how they came to own me, but all I know is that I can't escape, I'm stuck there, and I have to do what they say because there's nowhere to go.

But they don't know what to do with me.

So they call a man in.

[mme_depompadour]

*takes notes, nodding*
A man in. Go on.

[off_c]

This man, he's older - fifties, maybe. And I'm not really attracted to him, I'm not attracted to any of them, but it doesn't matter.

He looks me over like an object, a piece of art or machinery. He walks around me and pinches my breast, touches my ass, makes me bend over, opens me up with his fingers, looks in all the holes, and it's dispassionate, like a mechanic.

And they get involved, too. They pinch me and caress me, look at my hair, pull it,

And it doesn't matter what I do, or how I feel, none of it is for my benefit. I'm a machine, a toy, a science experiment. If I cry, they lick the tears or they kiss me or they slap me, but not because of how I feel, just to see what it will do. If I don't react, it doesn't make any difference. If I do, it doesn't either.

They talk to me, but it's just simple orders. If they want me to move, they just move me to the right position like an animal.

And then they bring out the equipment.

[mme_depompadour]

*momentarily forgets to take notes, and then scribbles furiously*
*eyes widen*
Equipment?