Micco^^^

August 21, 2017 ( the day of full solar eclipse also Cassie's bday)

A/n I hope that I got this one right. If anyone finds any of this chapter insulting or offensive please let me know. It is not my intention to offen people.

The positive effects of our lifestyle have often turned a person from a total broken individual. Into a whole healthy person ready to handle anything life can throw at them. I've seen it happen often enough.

The best example of this turn around in someone's life. Is Casssiopeia Wroth. When I was still under Griffin's thumb and dreaming of being in the lifestyle. Young Cassie was riding the razor edge between self-discovery and self-destruction.

When she entered into puberty, she found that she didn't identify with any her peers. While those around her seemed to be so comfortable in the rolls they played. She never felt like she fit in. Something inside of her was telling her that she should look and act differently.

By the time she turned seventeen she was so depressed that her mother and brother were afraid she would take her own life. Desperate, her mother reach out to a old friend.

Sandy and Elizabeth were submissive at the same time. While Sandy went on to become a Domme. Elizabeth fell in love and married her dom. Even though Elizabeth had been a widow and out of the lifestyle for more than fifteen years. She realized that Cassie need this type of help that only a Dominate could give.

Sandy only had to meet with Cassie once to know she was in need of guidance of a strong person. She could see all the signs.

Sandy enters the small cafe that her friend Elizabeth told her about. She looks around and spots Elizabeth's seventeen year old son Collins bussing a table. His shoulders were slumped as he cleared the many tables. He keep his sad green on his work. Never daring to interact with any of the people who ate at the cafe.

Sandy took aseat near where he is working. "Excuse me would you mind wiping down this table?" Sandy smiled and watched young Collins eye go big at the site of her. Sandy dressed the part of Domme for this meeting. She was in her favorite black leather jump suit.

"Umm ss-ssure, right away." Collins studders as he began to clean the table. Just then Bull entered the dinner, and Sandy waved him over. "Thank you, your very petty. What's your name?" Sandy asked as she watch Collins gape at Bull as he lower himself into the chair next to Sandy.

"C-Collins, ma'am." He whispered. Collins eyes still remained on Bull's large body. Sandy knew the young man was at least gay.

"Bull's beautiful don't you think so, Collins?" Sandy gave him a friendly smile. Collins snaped his head down when he realized he was still looking at the beautiful man.

"S-sorry." He mutters as he finishes the table. He was just about to run away to his hiding spot in the supply room.

"No need to apologize. I feel the same way. Have you ever heard BDSM. Or have you ever consider trying of it? I should say." Sandy asked before Collins could slip away. His eyes lit up untill they became a beautiful candy apple green.

"No, I mean yes I read some." Collins trails off as his eyes go back to Bull.

Sandy held out her hand and Bull pulls out a business card from a pocket of his black leather pants. Sandy holds out the card to Collins. "You call me when you are ready to fine your true self." Collins only could nod and stare after the pair as the both stood up to leave.

Needless to say he did reach out and thrived in the lifestyle. From there Collins found out, with the help of Sandy and the love of his family. That he was a transgender male. It did not take long until he became much happier as a she.

The same basic rules apply to dominates like my new friend Owen. He has spent his life hiding his true self. For the sake of his father, and the threat of gay injustice he gave up on happiness. His father trapped him in a loveless marriageto keep him safe from government control. Now he was 65 and never had the chance to feel what love was really was.

This half life he has been living has taken a alot out of him. That is until he meet Sandy and myself. When he began the rebuild on the club he had no clue that such a world of BDSM was even real. Now he was determined to find a man he could love. The lifestyle had gave him a new outlook on life.

He was becoming a full dominant, he looked alot happier. I myself have grown to be not only happier but more self-centered. Becoming a Dominatrix is exactly what I needed. We both love the power and control as well as the responsibility that comes with the lifestyle.

Today, was not only celebrate Cassie's birthday but her anniversary of her full change. Her brother wanted it to be very special. He went all out with a cake, decorations, and a band.

All out was right. The normally dark dungeon was now full of pink balloons. The couches near the dance floor had been push back to make room for the refreshments tables that were loaded with the food Josiah had arranged. In the center of the main table was a pretty pink cake.

Owen and myself were sitting on the corner couch watching over all the activities going on in the dungeons. Josiah was flying around making sure everything was just so. Because today was Monday the club was closed to the public. The only people who would be here today would be the guests for the party.

I couldn't help but laugh at Josiah bossing around his friends who he gotten to work. I look over to Owen to ask him something, and I see he is far away and lost in his thoughts.

"Owen? What are you thinking about. Not that guy at the track, the other day?" His gray-green eyes shift over to me.

"I just know he in trouble. The pain of that arm, he should have been screaming. Something tells me he is fighting to get the pain, and he will come across someone who won't stop." Owen shakes his head.

"I know, I felt the same thing. How can we find him to help?" I asked. Owen only shakes his head sadly. That's seams to be a similar traate that all dominants share. The need to help and guide the lost souls of the world.

"Tell you what, let's go back to my office and maybe we can come up with a plan. Looks like Jo has things under control here." I suggest

Through out the years Owen has become so used to hiding his sexuality that he rarely let's people in. I count myself lucky to be his friend. He still doesn't tell me everything, but he has told me that he likes the way I handle John's submission.

Owen told me he would like a relationship with someone like mine. He liked that I didn't emasculate John, but he still submitted to me willingly. That was the long term relationship Owen was looking for. He just had to find the man he could love.

After we spent a good hour trying to find a suitable way to find the young man we meet at the track the other day. Owen was called away to meet with his wife for some kind of business dinner. Something told me that Owen was more effective by this young man than he was willing to admit. I returned to the dungeon to watch over the party.

When I entered the room the party was in full swing. The dance floor was full of submissives grinding and a few dominants were seated around the room watching with lust filled eyes. The live band on stage was playing Cassie's favorite retro 80's hits.

I took a closer look at the band and there was something familiar about one of the singers. The young man was singing backup for the other guy. He had on a dark hat pulled low over his eyes. The hat hid most of his face but I still felt I knew him from somewhere.

He was tall and lean, with very long black hair. His dark tan skin almost glowed under the stage lights. Then it hit me, this was the young man that we helped at the track. His arm must be better he had a bright green electric guitar slung over his right shoulder.

He played it like he was born with the thing in his hands. I quickly pulled out my phone and took a picture of him and sent it to Owen. I know he would drop everything to make it back to the party. This was just the break Owen needed.

I looked over the crowd and spotted Josiah near the cake. I waved him over to me. "Josiah do you know the guy with the hat?" I asked

"No he's new with the band. Their old guitar player left, and He's the replacement. I didn't think I was going to get them. I was so happy when I got the call this week." He smiled britely. "They are Cassie's favorite band."

"If you get the chance, I want you to chat him up. Find out if he would be interested in learning about the lifestyle. Then let him know you could bring him in as a guest." I told him as he nodded. "He is the same guy at the track the other day. Owen and I want to see if we can help him."

I moved over to the corner couch and waited for Owen as the party continued. After about twenty minutes of nonstop music the band took a break. Owen came through the back door and I immediately went to him and told him of my chat with Josiah. We moved back to the couch and watched Jo talk with him.

It was hard to tell what the young man's reaction was to Josiah but they talked for a long time. When the band went back to the stage, the leader started to introduced the members of the band beginning with the drummer.

"And last but not least our newest member Micco Cheif!" The submissive all went wild. "I think it's we get him to sing, what do you guys think?!" Again the crowd went wild.

Both Owen and I stood. We moved just a bit closer to the stage. We were both shocked went he opened his mouth to sing:

I've had enough of danger
And people on the streets
I'm looking out for angels
Just trying to find some peace
Now I think it's time
That you let me know
So if you love me
Say you love me
But if you don't just let me go

"God all mighty." Owen hissed under his breath. His eyes were locked on the young man.

'Cause teacher
There are things that I don't want to learn
And the last one I had
Made me cry
So I don't want to learn to
Hold you, touch you
Think that you're mine
Because it ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose teacher has told him goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

I could hardly believe that his voice was so beautiful. He had somehow found us in the crowd and locked his eyes with Owen.

When you were just a stranger
And I was at your feet
I didn't feel the danger
Now I feel the heat
That look in your eyes
Telling me no
So you think that you love me
Know that you need me
I wrote the song, I know it's wrong
Just let me go

I peeked over to Owen and saw he was lost in the song. It was as if the rest of the room had disappeared for both of them.

And teacher
There are things
That I don't want to learn
Oh the last one I had
Made me cry
So I don't want to learn to
Hold you, touch you
Think that you're mine
Because it ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose teacher has told him goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

So when you say that you need me
That you'll never leave me
I know you're wrong, you're not that strong
Let me go
And teacher
There are things
That I still have to learn
But the one thing I have is my pride

Oh so I don't want to learn
Hold you, touch you
Think that you're mine
Because there ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Who just isn't willing to try
I'm so cold
Inside
Maybe just one more try

That was it...we had to get this young man.. I knew Owen would not rest till he got to know this young man better.

One Shot stories for Micco and Owen can be found in my book 'One Shot Wonder' part 15 'how we frist meet' and part 17 'without you' for those are interested.