I'd dreamed it, and there she was: Queen Isabel, captured and bound. Hinged handcuffs were wired to Croup Manor's huge basement girder, and I'd taken the liberty of removing her shoes to bind her feet. Like me, Isabel did not wear socks either. Maybe like me, she was sensitive down there too... In any case, I had to wait for her to wake up; Kimy told me she'd be knocked out for an hour or so. I could still enjoy my catch a little longer!

 

 

          Captive Isabel woke up angry at being taken prisoner. I moved closer, taunting her by touching her nose with my fingertip:
"At last you're back! Greetings Isabel, did you miss me?"
"Calista! You bitch! Get your mistress free right now!"
"Yeah, I don't think so. Revenge is a fool's game. And believe me, I know exactly how to play it."
"I'm gonna cut loose, smash your face in, and then..."
I had enough, I was forced to interrupt.

 

 

            I put my foot on her throat to remind who was in control around here.
"You see, Isabel, you lost. The only reason you're still breathing at this point is because you somehow bailed me out of Libertalia. By the way, sorry about that, but there can't be much left of it now, same goes for Wire... You can bet your boots on it. But you know, on the other hand, I haven't forgotten our first encounter, or how I had to please you on the way to Nuka World. So today, you're going to return the favor. If you do a good job pleasing me, I'll let you live and you'll never hear from me again.  Agreed?"
She nodded. I had a pretty good idea of what I wanted from her.

 

 

          "First, you're going to lick my feet and I expect it to be done right. If you try to bite me, I'll choke you with my foot."
It was the first time I'd ever asked this of anyone. Now I understood why it felt so damn nice, Isabel knew how to use her tongue and my toes seemed to be so mellow.
"Good, good, my former mistress is gifted! I want the same on my other foot, is that clear?"
Isabel nodded again. I wondered why she was so docile, was she afraid for her life? Well, I certainly enjoyed it.

 

 

          While she licked my other foot, I couldn't help staring at her feet. I really did have a fetish for it... I was starting to imagine certain things in my head that turned me on. Isabel belonged to that slave-owning caste that disgusted me, but she only did it for her own survival first, and then for her own gain. Currently, Isabel had to worship my feet in order to be spared. Her survival and gain were now tied to my satisfaction and I wasn't done with her yet.

 

 

           I lay down before Isabel's feet. I began to stroke her soles with two fingers, to test her ticklishness:
"Well... after tying you up and taking off your shoes, I wondered... Is the great Queen Isabel vulnerable? Seeing your bare feet exposed like that... It's worth a try isn't it?"
"Don't you dare..."
"What? It's not like you did this to me a few months ago. Besides, a little tickling is always fun!"
She tried to keep her cool, but it wasn't going to take her much longer to lose it.

 

 

          With both hands, and by tickling her feet thoroughly, I finally made her laugh.
"What's wrong? My mistress can't take being tickled, can she? I knew a tough gal like you had a weak spot, I just didn't expect it to be so... simple to uncover."
"Ahahahaha! You won't get away with it Calista! You'll payahahahaha!"
"Yeah yeah, keep talking. But remember to breath, we've still got plenty of time to spend together!"

 

 

          After several minutes of tickling, I gave Isabel a break. Kneeling above her, I showed her who was in charge from now on:
"What the hell are you doing with that knife? Put it away, you can hurt me!"
"Don't you recognize your own blade, Isabel? I could finish you off in a split second, but we're not done yet. Do you recall the burglary night? You tore my bodysuit off to humiliate me. An eye for an eye..." 
"I fucking hate you, Calista!"
"Likewise. Hold still, I want to find out what's underneath that shirt."

 

 

            I cut Isabel's shirt to make her topless. My arousal rose again, as I began to touch myself and enjoy it.
"You're such a nasty perv, you know that?"
"Come on... I can't help it, I'm attracted to sexy bodies and your breasts turn me on..."
"Gross! Enough is enough, set me free now!"
She wasn't in any position to tell me what to do. Captive Isabel deserved a little reminder.

 

 

            I tickled one of her breasts and also her ribs. Isabel was caught off guard and giggled.
"I'll decide when I'm done with you. Your upper body's a little less ticklish though... Think of it more as a massage."
"Ahahaha please stop!"
"Since you asked nicely I'll give you a break, okay?"

 

 

          "Only on your upper body, I'm going to take good care of your feet, tickling them in the proper manner!"
Isabel burst out laughing, unable to resist any longer. I'd managed to crack her, courtesy of an intense hour of tickling torture.
"Sorry, but I love it! I hit all the right spots in your soles, didn't I?"
"Ahahahahah! Yes! Calista please stop, I'm about to piss my pants!"
"You wouldn't dare. But I'm actually stopping for real this time."

 

 

            I wrapped up the session by moving closer to Isabel's face to kiss her, but also to get an answer to a question that had been on my mind:
"Be honest with me Isabel, was I really worth anything to you? Other than caps and being your slave?"
"I wouldn't have taken you with me if I didn't have a crush on you, Calista."
"Well, thanks, that's all I wanted to hear."
We kissed one last time. Both of us broke character. The mistress-slave bond came to an end.

 

 

          Shortly afterwards, Fahrenheit joined the party. I knew she had a score to settle with Isabel over Goodneighbor's affairs. My former mistress felt embarrassed and betrayed.
"Calista, who the hell is this woman and what the hell is she doing here?"
"Sorry Isabel, it's just business."
"I'm Fahrenheit and I'm taking your ass back to Hancock's office. He didn't like the dirty tricks you were pulling with the Triggermen and wants to hear all about it."
"But... You said you'd let me live..."
"Exactly. I didn't say how or with whom you'd live, though."
"You lying little bitch, I'll have your head!"
"I've heard enough. Calista, you can go outside. I'll make sure our prisoner is fully restrained for the homeward journey. And gag her because she's pissing me off!"

 

 

            I sat on the mansion's front porch. The sun was slowly beginning to rise, dawn lighting up the horizon with a soft orange hue. I thought of nothing, just enjoying the moment. Kimy discreetly joined me for a chat:
"What's on your mind Cali honey?"
"It's so beautiful, isn't it? I wish I could live these moments every day. Clear my head and simply cherish the world we live in now."
"You know... You could do a lot more than that. Walk with me."

 

 

          "Take a look at this mansion. It's been partially destroyed for centuries and no one has tried to repair it. You could do it, Calista. Home isn't a defined place, it's what you make of it. Plus, you've got everything you love around here: a big house like in your old days, the ocean for you to swim in, the sand for you to walk barefoot leisurely... I'll help you renovate it if you need a change of scenery, okay?"
"Thanks Kimy, it means a lot to me! The mansion has potential but I don't know, it sounds like a tough project... I'll give it some thought."

 

 

          Kimy and I returned to our role as chatterboxes while Fahrenheit escorted a shackled Isabel:
"Come on, move it, we've got a long way to go to Goodneighbor!"
Seeing her captive like that, I had some flashbacks of the auction day's events before resuming the conversation with my friend: 
"So your research didn't pan out? After so many months in DC?"
"Yeah, I spent more time marketing my devious devices in Rivet City than actually digging into the serum's content. It was only last month that I found out what it does: it alters your strength and stamina for about ten minutes. You seem to be invincible during this period. But it doesn't alter your lifespan, a unique Cabot property, no doubt."
"Wow, that sounds incredible! If you knew what I was doing last month... You wouldn't believe your eyes!"

 

 

          Fahrenheit forced Isabel onto her knees. Kimy and I joined them, the three of us looking down at the tightly bound prisoner.
"The female slaver is ready for transport. Quite ironic that she's the one chained up. A taste of her own medicine, am I right, Calista?"
"Isabel has caused so much trouble... She captured me, tortured me, shipped me away by train and then acquired me from raiders. I did the same to her. I think we're even now."
"Oh? That explains why she so desperately wanted to pee. You tickled her until she lost it, didn't you?"
"Maybe I did. You can use that on her to get your questions answered."
"Clever, thanks for the tip! Come on, it's time to go."

 

 

          "You better walk or I'll kick your ass to force you to!"
Fahrenheit had this very wicked side, fortunately for me, she was in my corner. Kimy handed me my backpack with my clothes and supplies.
"We're going back to Goodneighbor. I know you've got a stop to make first, and since it's so close... You should head there right away. I'm sure your little girl will be thrilled to welcome you again!"  
"Thanks Kimy, you are truly the best!"
"I know! Good luck Calista and think about what we talked about."

 

 

           I changed and set off for Salem, located an hour's walk from the Croup Manor. The town looked as deserted and forlorn as ever, just like the first time I'd visited it almost a year ago. I had made a promise to Katy: when I was clear of all my problems, I would come back for her and we would live together. I intended to honor that word.

 

 

            As I approached Barney's bunker, where I expected to see him and Katy again, I saw several Mirelurks corpses. The turrets had probably killed them but I had to stay on my toes because they didn't cover the whole city and could also run out of ammo. For these reasons, I drew my revolver, my fellow gun during my Midnight Express. 

 

 

            I kept moving before two more mirelurks appeared. Damn, they were scary as hell comin' up from the ground. That wasn't going to stop me from taking them out, they weren't very fast and their shells protected their entire bodies. They only had one weak point, their tiny faces. That's where I was aiming at.

 

 

I had shot dead the first one, but the glowing second one made an aggressive charge with its claws. I dived to the side to get a perfect view over the remaining mirelurk's face. Two bullets later, it collapsed as well.

 

 

          With the danger averted, I climbed the stairs to Barney's house. He came to greet me after hearing my gunshots.
"Calista, what a nice surprise! Thanks for the help, we've been a bit overwhelmed lately..."
"Hi Barney! Where's Katy? Is she safe?"
"Yeah, she was sniping mirelurks from the roof, you'll find her in the back."

 

 

          After all these months, we were finally reunited! I took her in my arms and gave her the warmest of hugs.
"Katy! I told you I'd come back for you! It's all over now, I'm free as a bird! We can live anywhere! Are you ready to venture out again with me?"
She looked just as happy to welcome me back as I did, and she nodded in response to my question. I felt like I'd abandoned her yesterday, but I won't let that ever happen again!

 

 

END OF PART 1