Main NCSI Slash page | The new stories | Tony/Gibbs stories | Other pairings stories | Het stories | Gen NCIS stories

Title: Going Out
By: nancy
Pairing: Abby/Kate
Series: 1) Opening Night, 2) Next Morning
Fandom: NCIS
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: kink, bondage, D/s, graphic f/f sex
Summary: Abby shows off Kate to some friends.

***

Much to Kate's surprise, she wound up being dressed in a tasteful, black silk dress that hung mid-thigh. The waist was snug and the bustline plunged in a gentle curve that showed her ample breasts to Abby's delight. A simple strand of pearls wound a couple times around her throat and she wore matching pearl earrings. Her hair was up in a loose chignon and the necklace felt good against her bared throat. The look in Abby's eyes as she wound the strand around Kate's throat had prompted a flush of heat to run through her. Black stockings and a low-slung heel were the finishing touches and Abby sighed happily as she motioned for Kate to turn in a circle.

"You look so beautiful, baby girl," she exclaimed, smiling broadly. "Now. You just sit and relax while I go get ready. We are so going to knock them dead tonight!"

Kate watched her go, still filled with misgivings, but starting to learn to trust Abby in a way she hadn't anyone else in a long time. Abby had said that the club they were going to was discrete and that even if she was recognized, no one would out either of them. Anything like that happened, whoever it was would be banned for life, which was a fate worse than death for most of those who went to this particular club.

Which did, and didn't, reassure Kate.

It was a good twenty minutes later that Abby returned to the living room and Kate's jaw dropped as she took in the incredible sight. Black leather pants that were snug around the ass, but not skin-tight all around. A loose, sheer black shirt that didn't hide anything and a camisole beneath that came to the 'rescue' of polite society. Men's black shoes and a thin black leather tie set directly around the neck completed the outfit. The hair that was normally done up in strange and unusual fashions was loose about her shoulders.

Abby was stunning.

Finally getting her tongue back, Kate managed, "You look beautiful, Lady Abby."

Grinning, clearly tickled pink by the gaping and compliment, Abby replied, "Why thank you, Katie. Time to go."

Kate swallowed her hesitancy and preceded Abby out of the apartment, waiting while the door was locked. It felt good to lean on her, the arm around her waist steadying but not confining. Once outside and walking to her car, Kate flushed in a combination of embarrassment and pride at the looks of admiration and hostility and envy from those they passed. Abby held the door open for her and Kate blushed anew, smiling as she sat in the passenger's side with a murmured, "Thank you, Lady Abby."

Abby smiled down at her before closing the door and walking over to the driver's side. Even though it was Kate's car, she'd known there was no way that she'd be driving. There was no telling what shape she'd be in when the night was done. Aside from that, she was pretty sure Abby just liked taking control of her in such an obvious fashion. Her hand was taken and Kate jumped a bit in surprise when their fingers laced together, glancing over at Abby.

Not looking at her, Abby said, "Close your eyes, baby girl, and listen to what I have to say."

Nodding, Kate did as she was told, resting her head back.

"I want you to take a few slow, deep breaths and just relax. Tonight you have no worries because you have no control over anything. You belong completely to me and whatever I want to do to you, is what will happen. Relax into it. Let it happen. Just let me take care of you, take care of everything you need. Trust me to know what you need and to provide you with it. I'm not going to let anything happen to you tonight, do you understand?"

Fuzzy and a little sleepy from the soft, but firm, words, it took a few seconds to realize it wasn't a rhetorical question and Kate murmured, "Yes, Lady Abby."

"That's my good girl, Katie," Abby praised, warm and low. "You're so good for me and you're going to make me proud tonight, aren't you?"

"Yes," Kate murmured, sighing in deep contentment. She wanted to make Abby proud of her and would obey her without fault tonight. Or at least do her very best.

The hand on hers tightened briefly before it brought hers up to be kissed.

Kate smiled.

*  *  *  *

Abby couldn't help but smile at all the looks they were getting, even in a club filled with beautiful people. It was one of the tamer clubs on the circuit, a beginner's paradise for the most part, whether the beginner was only one of the pair, or the couple entirely. Abby nodded to a few of the pros that she saw wandering with their new sub or slave, doing the same thing that she was; acclimatizing their partner to a different world.

The main room was half dance floor, half restaurant, the two areas separated by glass paneling that left both parts visible, but cut off the audio. They were escorted to a table within a few minutes of arrival and Abby held out the chair for Kate, who sat with a murmured thank-you. Their waitress was a lovely girl in her early twenties with braided blond hair and the restaurant's uniform of an amazingly short skirt and a silk blouse cut to exacting proportions.

"May I get you something to drink, Mistress?" the waitress asked, setting a menu in front of Abby.

Smiling, Abby nodded and answered, "I'll have a coke and two glasses of water, please."

"Yes, Mistress."

Once she was gone, Abby looked over at Kate, who was looking around her with a curious and intent gaze. Knowing that the other woman wouldn't miss a thing, Abby said, "This isn't really much of a challenge for you, is it."

Kate glanced back at her. "What do you mean, Lady Abby?"

"This doesn't present any difficulties for you, the people here," Abby clarified. "The way they act, or how they're dressed."

With a short hesitation, Kate replied, "Not really. I don't think these people are very serious about doing this. That they're, ah, playing? Isn't that what you call it?"

Nodding, Abby confirmed, "Yep. But you're wrong. They are serious about it, most of them, but also novices. This is a good place to test the waters, for those who aren't sure of who they are or what they want."

Kate's eyes dropped to the table and she bit her lower lip.

Abby gave her a few minutes to think about whatever it was that had hit her, then asked, "What is it, baby girl?"

But the waitress arrived just then with their drinks and requested, "May I take your order now, Mistress?"

Having decided on something light for them both, Abby answered, "The pita chips with pesto and hummas, and Greek salad for two."

"Thank you, Mistress," the waitress said, leaving quietly.

Abby prompted, "You were about to say?"

Looking up at her, Kate said, "That you don't have to shield me. I'm not...I can handle anything you want to put me through. If this, if we're going to do this, I need to know what I'm really getting into. What you'll want in the future. What I might have to do."

Thoughtful, Abby nodded and agreed, "That's a good point, Katie. I'll think it over."

The appetizer arrived just then and Abby had fun feeding Kate from across the table. She deliberately missed a few times and motioned Kate to lean over the table so she could lick the hummas or pesto off the other woman's face. By the time the salads arrived, Kate was flushed and grinning, clearly pleased with her care. Kate reached for the fork, then stopped and asked, "Should I feed myself, Lady Abby?"

Abby nodded, thoughts back on what she should do after dinner, and answered absently, "Yes."

Dinner passed quietly and without incident as Kate looked around her, gauging the other people in the restaurant and on the dance floor. It was fun to watch the profiler in Kate come out to do her thing on unsuspecting patrons. Abby never got to see Kate in action and the comments that she shared about the various people ranged from funny to sarcastic to scathing, depending on the couple in question. She wondered, briefly, if Kate was trying to perform for her and smiled at the thought.

When they were finished, Abby paid the bill and led Kate onto the dance floor. Holding her close, she pretty much ignored the fast and loud techno beating around them and moved Kate at her own pace. Pushing a thigh between Kate's legs as he hands gripped the firm ass beneath the dress, Abby kissed the lipstick right off her lover. She thrilled to the surrender that happened immediately, Kate practically melting in her arms as her legs opened to let Abby's thigh between her legs.

"I could do you right here, couldn't I, little girl?" Abby questioned, directly in her ear, drowning out the music. "I could make you come right on the dance floor like the slut you are."

Kate shuddered, fingers spasming on Abby's back, and Abby felt the heat from Kate's panties get hotter and a dampness start. Grinning wickedly, Abby pulled back and took Kate's hand, leading her off the dance floor towards the exit.

It was time to put Kate to the test and see what happened.

*  *  *  *

The second place that they entered was as different from the first as night from day. Kate felt like she was walking down the rabbit hole instead of falling, but the end result was the same; an entirely different world.

The front room was small and held a coat room that was actually used to check any manner of clothing. As Kate found out when a woman stripped down naked in front of them at the snap of her Master's fingers. The woman's nipples were pierced and a chain connected them. Then the two were gone and it was their turn to hand over coats to the silent man behind the counter. Her stomach was tight with apprehension and Kate had the last minute thought that she should back out, that she didn't want to go through with this, that it was wrong, sinful...

And then she caught Abby's calm, patient gaze and knew that she had to do it. Not just because of Abby or what the other woman might think, but for herself. Being with Abby like this satisfied something deep within that Kate had never allowed herself to experience. Giving herself up to Abby in any way, let alone like this, was wrong in the eyes of the Church, but Kate had been struggling with that for a long time anyhow. No matter how many handsome priests tried to help her with her Faith, it was an internal battle that the Church was steadily losing.

Shaking off that depressing train of thought for another time, Kate took a breath and nodded to Abby, saying, "I'm ready, Lady Abby."

Abby's hand rested on the small of her back, guiding her through the plain wooden door into a hallway. "Don't forget that nothing is going to happen to you, baby girl. I won't allow it. This is just a sneak preview into what we'd get up to in the future."

Kate nodded and offered a smile, but it faded when they went through another door into a large, open room filled with loud music and writhing bodies. To one side was a bar that went along the entire length of the wall. Tables and chairs hugged two of the walls and the one in-between held chains and posts, to which men and women in various states of undress were restrained. 

"Come on, there's some people I want to show you off to," Abby said loudly into her ear.

Moving obediently when she was tugged forward, Kate jumped at the distinctive sound of hand to ass. Scanning nearby, she found a woman in her late thirties being spanked by a woman in her twenties. Age really didn't mean anything, because the Mistress looked up just then and caught Kate's gaze, the hardness in them making Kate jump again and look quickly away, moving closer to Abby.

Abby stopped by a large bruiser of a man with blondish hair and bright blue eyes who was dressed in a kilt of all things with a leather harness over his broad chest. He beamed at Abby and exclaimed, "Abby, my love! It's been forever! And who is this tender morsel you've brought to tempt us with?"

The accent definitely wasn't Scottish, it was broad New York, which clashed with the outfit and the words.

"This is Kate. Kate, this is Harold, a good friend of mine. Where's Lena?" Abby asked, placing her hand on Kate's shoulder and pressing down.

Taking the order, Kate sank as gracefully as she could onto her knees. The hand shifted to her head, long fingers digging out the pins until Kate's hair fell free while the conversation went on literally over her head. It was a strange point of view, seeing all the legs and other subs on their knees by their Masters or Mistresses. Kate sighed deeply and leaned her head against Abby's thigh, seeking contact and reassurance that she was special, despite her common designation.

Abby's fingers combed through Kate's hair at that, then tangled in it and held almost tight enough to hurt. Wincing, wondering what she might have done wrong, Kate kept her mouth shut, knowing that she shouldn't interrupt. She was held like that for several minutes before Abby tugged up on her hair and Kate stood, wishing that she dared to massage her sore knees.

A beautiful woman in a slinky dress had joined them, snuggling against Harold with obvious adoration. She was amply endowed, but slender everywhere else, which told Kate how natural those endowments weren't. The conversation in which Kate hadn't participated had named her the missing Lena.

Abby slapped her sharply on the ass and ordered, "Eyes down!"

Kate instantly lowered her eyes.

"She is lovely, but you need to train her a little better," the newcomer announced in a husky voice.

"I know. But she's new to all of this too."

Harold spoke up with, "Spare the rod."

Laughing, Abby finished, "Deprive the slave. Don't worry. Kate's backside is nice and pink from last night, isn't it baby girl?"

Kate flushed and nodded. "Yes, Lady Abby."

"Ooh. How pretty!" Lena exclaimed. "Abby, she really is adorable. Will she perform for us tonight?"

"Sorry, Lena, but not tonight. Tonight's kind of a 'look and see' venture," Abby explained. "So, if you'll excuse us, we're going to mingle."

Good byes were exchanged and then Kate was led through the crowd from the bar to the wall with the manacles and posts.

Moving up directly behind her, chin resting on Kate's shoulder and her hands rubbing slowly over Kate's torso, Abby ordered, "Look at them, little girl, and think about what it would be like to be stripped naked for everyone to see. Feeling my hand on you, or a paddle, or a whip, depending on how naughty you've been, or my mood. Imagine me fucking you right here in front of the world, putting on a show for everyone to see."

Kate shuddered, leaning back against Abby, as the words took over her.

"I like using dildos, you know. Love those double ones that make me fuck my partner even harder because it feels so good to both of us," Abby continued, biting Kate's lobe. "You trapped on that post, just like that girl, spread open, cunt nice and wet and juicy, taking my cock as hard and long as I want to give it to you. Would you like that? Maybe you'd want to be over there, on that post instead. It's got a removable parts so I can plug you up from behind and still fuck you in the front, or the other way around. You'd be completely at my mercy."

Breathing harder as Abby's hands squeezed and twisted her nipples, Kate whimpered, desperate to speak, but not sure what she would say.

"Even better. I would want you over there against the wall. No chains. No ropes. Nothing holding you still but the desire to please me. That's what you want to do, isn't it Katie?"

Kate nodded frantically and exclaimed, "Yes, Lady Abby!"

With a final, vicious twist to Kate's nipples that left her seeing stars, Abby gently pushed her forward and said, "Time to go home. Let's go, little girl."

Completely off balance, panting and wet, wondering what on earth Abby had planned for when they got back, Kate aimed for the exit.

*  *  *  *

While Abby had had Kate looking at the unknown men and women on the posts and against the wall, detailing what she'd like to do to her, Abby's gaze had lingered on a not-quite-familiar sight just a short distance away...

Gibbs and Tony on the dance floor. Gibbs with his hands down the back of Tony's pants. Their bodies as close together as possible without actually fucking. Tony without his shirt and completely clothed Gibbs. The glint of a nipple ring off Tony's chest. Gibbs devouring Tony's mouth like a last meal, demanding a surrender that had already been given.

Shuddering in her own arousal, the image burned into her brain, Abby had known to get Kate out of there asap. It was one thing for strangers to witness them together, but she knew that Kate wasn't nearly ready for people they knew to see them like this. And while she planned to tell Kate to talk to Tony if she needed the listening ear of a fellow sub, Abby wasn't even sure how Kate would react to that news, so there was no way she'd tell Kate the two men were involved. That would be Gibbs' decision.

Once in the car, she ordered, "Take off your panties."

Kate hesitated only briefly before squirming to comply.

Pulling into traffic, Abby slid her hand along Kate's inner thigh and then rubbed lightly at the  wet clit. "Don't you come until I tell you to, or I'll make sure you can't sit down for a week."

"Please, please," Kate begged as the finger continued to torment her.

"Don't do it, bitch, or I'll make you regret it."

Kate shook and moaned, fingers gripping the door and seat white-knuckled as two fingers fucked her.

It was an awkward angle, but Abby managed to keep the action going until they were almost home. Pulling her fingers free and holding them up, she ordered, "Clean them off."

Kate instantly latched onto them, sucking on them with an enthusiasm that took Abby by surprised. Glancing over at the other woman, she found Kate's lids half closed and a needy, but strangely content expression in place. As if this was the only place she wanted to be.

A bolt of lust slammed into Abby at the sight and she jerked her eyes forward, not wanting to get them into an accident. Definitely not how she planned to spend the night. While Kate went down on her fingers, not stopping until they were wet only with saliva, Abby struggled to keep her own body in check.

Squeezing her hand on Kate's ass the entire walk to the elevator and down the hall, Abby stopped only when she had to unlock the door. Inside, she shoved Kate against the wall and took her lover's mouth in a hard, demanding kiss. Kate responded eagerly, mouth opening to the onslaught and gasping with pleasure as Abby tweaked her nipples. After tasting her fill of Kate's mouth, she pulled back, commanding, "Bedroom. Strip. On the bed, flat on your back, in two minutes."

Kate practically jumped to do her bidding, sending another bolt through her, and Abby followed after a five second delay, taking a breath to calm herself. Walking over to the toychest, she pulled out the double dildo she'd ordered special for this, on the 'just in case' dream scenario, which had been filled beyond her wildest imaginings. Kate lay nude on the bed, waiting instructions, and Abby looked her fill for a few minutes, memorizing the sight, knowing that she might not have it again, ever, depending on Kate's decision.

Finally making herself move, Abby set the toy on the bed and took her clothes off, dropping them in a pile and climbing on to the bed. Straddling Kate's thighs, she leaned forward and massaged over the taut abs and up to squeeze the breasts, ending with pinching the nipples hard enough to make Kate gasp.

"This is how I want you. Wet and needy. Beg me for it, slut," Abby ordered, grinning down at the writhing body under her hands.

Kate instantly started begging, "Please, please Lady Abby, make me come, I need to come so badly, please make me come!"

Bending forward, sucking briefly on each nipple, Abby answered, "Not yet," and rolled off the bed to get her harness. Stepping into it, she slowly pushed the fake cock into her pussy and groaned in pleasure as she was filled, shivering at the sensation and then locking the harness into place so that it jutted out from her body. Climbing back on the bed, she crawled up Kate's trembling, panting body until the silicone shaft was only a few inches from the other woman's face.

Kate's eyes widened as she took in the sight of Abby with a dick, even a fake one, and her eyes rolled back as she squirmed.

"That's right, baby girl, I'm going to drill you good," Abby murmured, combing her fingers through Kate's hair. "But first, suck me. Suck my dick, slut, and then I'll give it to you."

Sliding down to get closer, Kate's mouth opened and Abby pushed it in. It was an amazing sight, Kate's mouth around the realistic looking cock. Abby thrust in and out slowly, letting Kate get used to the feel and taste of it. Being brand new and unused, she didn't bother with condoms. Each movement she made into Kate jostled the shaft inside her, sending jolts of pleasure through her.

Abby pulled it out altogether and shifted backwards until she was between Kate's legs, which spread automatically, resting on her hips. Positioning the cock to the slick opening, Abby pushed inside in one long, smooth stroke, prompting a groan from Kate. Undulating against her, Abby watched as Kate became lost in the sensations before she started moving with more force.

A light sheen of sweat broke out over Kate's body as her arms lifted over her head to grab the headboard and begged, "Oh God, oh please, so good, so fucking good, please Abby, please make me come!"

Stopping altogether, denying them both the friction and force needed to get off, Abby growled, "That's two, little girl. Don't forget who I am, especially in this!"

Dazed eyes blinked at her until Kate got some sense of herself back, and she whispered, "I'm sorry, Lady Abby, it's just, it's so much!"

"This is nothing," Abby informed her, thrusting in hard a single time. "Wait until I have your nipples clamped until you scream to have them taken off. Wait until you've had a vibrator going in your pussy for hours. Wait until I plug your cunt and your ass and make you wear them both under your clothes all day at work. You'll feel the hard invasion of your body with every step, know that it's me who put them there. Wait until I whip you until you're so high you can't even see the ground. Wait until I bind you so good and tight that you can't move an inch and breathe only because I let you."

Kate whimpered as Abby fucked her harder and harder with every sentence. Her legs were tight around Abby's waist, her eyes clenched shut, her mouth open, and her back arched, taking everything that Abby gave her. Wet sounds of flesh on flesh underscored the words. Abby felt the sweat on her own body itching its way to drip onto Kate's. She was so close, so close to coming and saw from the way Kate was struggling, that her lover was too. Pounding into the soft, giving flesh, the cock inside her stabbing just right, Abby gasped, "Come for me, baby girl, come!"

Wailing in release, Kate convulsed beneath her, arching and shuddering as Abby continued to ride her, fucking her even harder. It slammed into her like a wave, her whole body locking up tight around the hardness inside and she ground down against Kate's clit, thereby grinding her own, and provoked another orgasm, just as loud as the first, from the other woman. Her own voice strangled in her throat as she came, Abby jerked violently against Kate until she collapsed, heart thudding heavy in her chest and body throbbing all over, but especially in her cunt.

It was a long time before she could summon the strength to move, but she did at last, pulling carefully from the sticky mess that was Kate's pussy. Flopping onto her back, Abby stretched and hummed in pleasure, feeling an all-over satiation that curled her toes. The dildo lodged inside her was a comfortable presence, but she felt like cuddling and that would make it awkward, so she unbuckled it and tossed both onto the floor with the mental note to wash both thoroughly, later.

Rolling onto her side, Abby looked at Kate only to find that she was dead to the world. Grinning happily, she gently manhandled the other woman until they were both under the covers and Kate rested securely in her arms.

Tomorrow would bring all kinds of changes, but for now, right then, Abby was content.

*  *  *  *

Kate woke deliciously sore and sated, stretching comfortably in the satin sheets and coming awake slowly. She grinned on realizing that she was going to be sitting gingerly for a day or so, Abby had really worked her over with that thing, but it would be something to remind her of the incredible, no, the mind-blowing orgasm that she'd been given. Kate couldn't remember the last time that she'd come so hard.

If ever.

Rubbing at her eyes, Kate looked around to discover that she was alone in bed and pouted, since there was no one around to see her do it. A quick glance at the clock showed that it was an unheard of nine thirty in the morning. She sat up, wincing, and stood to make her way to the bathroom. Not sure if she was allowed a shower, though she desperately wanted one, Kate erred on the side of caution and didn't take one. Taking the robe from the back of the bathroom door, she wandered out of the bedroom and went searching for Abby.

The other woman was in the living room, already dressed and listening to MTV while she drank a can of coke and hummed along to a song she wasn't even paying attention to. A large book occupied the lap that Kate wanted to sit on so she knelt beside the sofa and waited to be noticed. It was a few seconds before Abby's hand reached out to absently stroke her hair, and Kate leaned into the touch, disappointed that it was so short.

Finally, Abby closed the book, giving her an indecipherable look before saying, "You can take a shower if you want, Kate. I have some errands to run, but didn't want you to wake up alone and think I'd deserted you."

Confused by the warm but casual tone, wondering if she'd missed something, Kate asked hesitantly, "What about my punishment from last night, Lady Abby?"

Abby stood and said, "Don't worry about it. You're heading home today anyhow and I wouldn't want to make things difficult for you at work. Especially if you guys get a case and you have to be out and about doing things."

Realizing that their weekend was over, that they were back to just friends, Kate's stomach clenched in acute disappointment. Her mouth opened to protest, but no words came out.

As though taking pity on her, Abby smiled and crouched down, kissing her on the forehead to say, "I will treasure the memories from this weekend the rest of my life, Kate, but I also know that this isn't what you want in a relationship. I'm always here for you, just like I promised, and if you ever need anything, just say the word. If you need to speak to someone about being a sub, about any feelings or confusion or, well, anything really, talk to Tony."

Shock lit through her and Kate exclaimed, "Tony? Why?"

"Because he's a sub, doofus," Abby teased, grinning. "A long-time one who knows all the ins and outs of the scene, and can help you deal with anything you might have experienced here. He won't make fun of you or think less of you, I promise."

Kate had her doubts about that, but nodded anyhow.

Standing again, Abby suggested, "Why don't you grab a shower and get your things together? I'll make something to eat and we can head out."

"Yeah, of course," Kate muttered, accepting the hand up.

Still confused by the rapid change, feeling off-kilter and upset, Kate walked quickly back to the bathroom. Maybe the hot water would help her think. And if it didn't, it would at least disguise the tears that were threatening to escape.

***

Next story in series: Going Home.