Mistress And Exec

Posted on Mon Jun 29th, 2026 @ 9:55am by Lieutenant Commander Selene Varrin & Commander Anastasia Aventnova

2,520 words; about a 13 minute read

Mission: Marine Ball
Location: Selene's Quarters

"You have got to be kidding me, Selene!" Anastasia looked at the catsuit that was laying by itself on the bed that the counselor called her own, "You want me to wear just that underneath the dress? Nothing else?" Her eyes widened at the thought of it.

Selene smiled. "You make that sound so scandalous." Selene chuckled. Not that she minded, she was so sure that Ana would love striking in the suit, even if only she knew what it really was.

"That's because it is!" Ana stated simply, "I'm the Executive Officer, the second in command! If something happens and my dress comes off, people would see... Everything! How could I?" She shook her head, "No, not gonna do it."

Selene's face hardened...defiance!!! "What did you just say?" Selene's tone took on the same edge as her look how held.

Anastasia's eyes opened wide at what she had done and said, hands coming up automatically to put them between her and Selene. The hands trembled, "I didn't mean it like that, I only meant to say that, that, that..."

"I heard what you said." Selene spoke as she closed the distance between the two of them. "And it sounded to me, like you said...no."

Ana stepped back again, keeping the distance open and finally her back hit the wall and she could back up no further, "I-I di-I did, but it wasn't meant like that, it was meant to, to, I just thought that." Her eyes opened even wider, if that were possible.

Selene looked at Ana, mild disbelief etched onto her face. Selene couldn't remember the last time Ana flat out refused like that. She walked over to a storage drawer and reached into it, pulling out a small square box. "Come here."

Ana shook her head wildly in the negative. She hadn't seen that box since the Academy, but she knew what was in it and her feet started moving of their own accord. "I'm, I'm sorry, Mistress, I'll do what you want, it's, it's okay."

"That's right, you will. Now come..here." Selene spoke opening the box but in a way so the lid would hide its contents from her view.

Ana continued to shuffle forward, breath quickening as she did so, very aware of the blue underwear she wore, in the lace that Selene enjoyed seeing on her. Her head turned downwards, eyes on the ground as she finally came to a stop.

Selene opened the box, and from it she pulled a lace collar, letting the box fall to the floor. The effect wasn't so much what it was made of, but the statement is made. "Chin up." She spoke, the article in her hand.

Ana's head came up slowly, eyes latching onto the collar, then looking up at Selene's face and then back down again at the collar, "M-mistress, you d-don't want me to w-wear that to the b-ball, do you?"

"You're going to wear this." Selene stated as if it was fact and not open for discussion. She reached up and fastened it around her neck. She then rolled a length of lace and with a little clasp, affixed it to the back of the collar hidden under her hair. "You should know better than to say no to me."

"I'm not who I was back then." A little of the defiance crept back in, "I'm not the little girl I was at the Academy, I'm not the-"

"You....will behave yourself and remember what you are, and who I am." Selene laced the fingers of one hand up the back of Ana's head into her hair and kissed her, deeply, passionately. As if to remind Ana of the true nature of their relationship. When the kiss broke, Selene nipped Ana's bottom lip between her teeth as she gently pulled away.

Anastasia resisted for a half a second, then her resistance ended and she melted into the kiss as it consumed her entirely. When Selene pulled away, she tried to go with her, but was held back by the hand grasping her hair, a whimper in her throat. Her eyes opened in desire and lust uncontrolled, but helpless to act on it lest more punishment await. Then she managed some semblance of control and her eyes went down to the ground again.

"Now, Kitten." Selene didn't let go of Ana's hair, but her gaze had softened slightly once her position was once again affirmed. "Are going to put that suit on."

"Yes, Mistress." Ana said demurely, her hands splayed out wide, but already reaching for the clasp of her bra behind her. She would obey in every respect, it was required, it was right.

Selene walked to storage and pulled out her own dress within a protective cover. The zip came down and she placed the dress onto the bed. She inspected it to make sure everything was as it should be, but also to make sure Ana was doing as she was bade.

Ana had obediently finished taking everything off and folded the underwear neatly and placed it gently on the bed next to the catsuit and immediately began the process of very carefully putting it on, with only an occasional glance at Selene, or more specifically, Selene's feet. She hadn't tried the dress on yet, they hadn't had the opportunity at the boutique having been otherwise occupied. Careful not to rip the delicate lace, it took her several minutes before she stood as she had before.

Selene once she saw that Ana was done, looked at her. She looked upon her like a hawk would prey, she circled her, her fingers dancing lightly upon curve and swell alike. Even though Selene could see everything of her through the lace, Ana looked exquisite. "Good Kitten." Selene stopped behind her, kissed Ana's neck, inhaling deeply. One hand groped a breast while the other slid between Ana's thighs.

Another whimper came out of Ana's slightly open mouth at the gentle touches, the kiss... As Selene's hand slid down, she began to pant and leaned backwards into Selene before a sharp pinch on her nipple rebuked her and she regained her balance with a sharp intake of breath. Her thighs tensed at the touch and her entire body began to tremble.

"You will never say no to me again." Selene spoke, she knew that Ana was aware this only meant while they were alone and not on duty, this was strictly between them. "Do you understand?"

"M-mistress.." Ana whispered, "Y-yes, Mistress." The touch was so tantalizing, so gentle, "Anything you say, Mistress."

Selene let her go, as much as she would love to enjoy Ana, they had a function to prepare for. Selene took hold of the leash that dangled behind Ana's back. "I will deal with your earlier disobedience, later." She pulled on it, gently at first, then a little harder. Ana had made a mistake and mistakes get punished.

The pressure on her neck caused it to arch, "Yes, Mistress." She repeated, "Mistress... May this one put the dress on?"

"You may." Selene eased the hold on Ana, enough to let her move and the leash to slide out of her hand. She walked to her own dress and began to put it on.

Still carefully, Ana picked up her own dress where Selene had laid it out while she'd put on the lace suit and slowly put it on, not paying any attention to Selene as she did so, only the figure in the mirror that was not Commander Aventnova. This was Anastasia as she was meant to be and it both swelled her heart and soul, even as it broke that same heart with another realization, but that could wait. The dress fit magnificently and she turned slowly to watch in the mirror what it would look like from behind, the lace and strap the only things covering her back from the very top of her butt. The inch-tall shoes she wore were different from the stilettos that she finally saw Selene putting on to put them at the same height.

Selene finished dressing, looking every part the stunning as she intended. She then helped with zips and fastenings for Ana's dress. She was already picturing in her head the moment they would arrive, the looks, the smiles, the raw zeal of passionate power as only she would know Ana wore a collar and leash, but none other. "You look amazing Ana." The edge of the earlier incident gone, replaced with a warmth that here stood Ana, dressed to impress....and hers.

"You look... Ravishing, Selene." Ana said, trepidation with saying the name, but the tone of her Mistress's voice told her that it should be okay, "And thank you... This one does remind me of my uniform, for the purposes of appearances at the Ball." The last came out in a rapid jumble, to make sure Selene knew it wasn't her reaching for the authority that came with it.

"I can't wait for people to see you. See us, together." Selene loved public and social events, anything to be seen especially this time with the ships First Officer on her arm. What people would say didn't bother her, people would talk anyway and she couldn't control that but Selene knew the power she wielded and while behind closed doors she used it, in public she would be more...refined in her use of it given reputations and positions were a factor.

Ana grew bold as Selene stood in front of her and leaned forward to press their lips together, then blushed and glanced down again, "It will be exciting, I'm sure.. I'm not used to... This. It's always been the dress uniform."

"Oh you will, in time." Selene smiled at the kiss. "Though we may need to touch up our make up before we leave at this rate." A rate that Selene didn't mind all things considered.

"We should be there early." Anastasia pointed out, some of the expertise of an officer's formality coming to the fore, "The Marine XO will be there early too, the Marine CO is supposed to arrive last, to truly commence the event, but after the other officers are relaxed and settled in."

"I don't see any harm in arriving later, its a woman's prerogative after all. As long as we get there before the Colonel." Selene spoke as she looked at Ana. It seemed Ana's early transgression had been forgotten, at least for now, though Selene often looked at the collar Ana wore, its meaning multi faceted.

Ana shook her head slightly, "Protocol, especially since we're 'invited guests' due to my position." This wasn't a challenge, merely information being passed along, "I'm going to be expected to greet the Marine officers as they arrive, especially First Lieutenant and above as the representative of Dreadnought. The Second Lieutenants and low-mid NCOs are going to be there first, senior enlisted will arrive with the First Lieutenants, then the Captains and finally the Colonel. Major Snyder will be there with us because she's my counterpart within the unit."

Selene smiled as she approached Ana, circled her. "Tell me Kitten, just how might you introduce me?" A playful expression on Selene's face.

"As-As, um..." Ana's eyes searched the wall past Selene as she passed in front of her once more, "As Lieutenant Commander Selene Varrin, Chief Counselor, of course. Maybe... Maybe as my girlfriend as well?"

"Hmmmm." Selene hummed, the grin still present. "I like the sound of that." Selene knew that her other title perhaps wasn't suited to a public setting given Ana's position on board but they both knew what it was, it didn't need to be said. "Girlfriend."

"And if I hadn't been stupid when I was younger.." Ana said quietly, "Though who knows..." She exhaled deeply, wondering 'what if' she'd not just left without a word to Selene back at the Academy, then shivered at the reminder to herself that there would likely be consequences for THAT error, that Selene had yet to bring that up yet.

"Hmmm, thank you for the reminder." As if Ana's words brought forth a fresh reminder of what happened. Selene took hold of the lace leash, tugged it ever so lightly but enough to bring Ana pressing against Selene facing each other. Ana may be a little taller, but that was the only advantage Ana held. "You....are lucky we are already dressed." The threat there was open ended, Ana hurt Selene that day....a fee was due...and Selene was going to collect.

The look on Ana's face was guilt and regret, not for the punishment to come, because there would be that and the grit in Selene's voice told her that it would be long and drawn out. She knew Selene's mind of old, knew that she could get very creative with her punishments. No, the guilt was because she'd run away, had feared that she would have been told 'No' by the other woman. Regret, because it had taken her away. The hope that by bringing it up herself she could mitigate the punishment was clearly forlorn. "Yes, Mistress, I will submit to whatever punishment you deem fit."

"Yes..." Selene spoke as she looked right into Ana's eyes, her face but an inch from her own. "Yes you will." There was a look in her eyes that said it would happen, and soon. "If we were not about to go to a ball....I would have you where I want you, and I would pull moan and plea from you one after the other."

Showing fear would be bad, but despite the racing heartbeat and increase in breath rate, Ana forced her face to remain still. "M-may this one be so bold a-as to what t-to look forward to?"

"You are wearing the collar, leash and catsuit for a reason. You'll find out what that is...later." Selene leaned forward, curbing the potential anxiety with a kiss, but it in no way removed the actuality of it happening.

The kiss was welcome, but the tremble of Ana's lips would give the fear away. "Yes... Mistress." She whispered. This was going to be a very long night, apparently, so Ana made a mental note to find a moment at the ball to reschedule her morning brief. It wouldn't be that big of an issue. "Shouldn't we finish getting ready?"

"Yes we should, we have a night to enjoy, and I'm going to show you off in that lovely dress of yours." Selene was a social butterfly, so she'd make sure that people saw the other side to the uniform wearing Commander that was the First Officer.

Ana glanced down at her feet, her toes being the only things not covered by the lace, but had been meticulously painted black by Selene, as had her fingernails. She forced a smile to Selene and the pressure on the leash was released. "I'll, I'll go touch up my makeup."

"Good girl." Selene let the leach go, placing it back down Ana's spine, in place yet visible.

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