Sorry Daddy. I've been Naughty Part 3
The first thing Aziraphale did after his wonderful evening with Crowley was to talk to Madame Tracy. He had quite a lot of questions that he needed answered. It hadn't been hard to track down her and Shadwell in their little bungalow outside of London.
"It's so nice to see you, dear." Tracy said as she stepped aside to let him in.
"It's lovely to see you again as well." Aziraphale said with a little bow of his head.
"Would you like some tea?" Tracy started to head toward the kitchen.
"I think I would, yes. I actually need to talk to you about a few things." He cleared his throat. Aziraphale had been intentionally vague when he'd called her to ask if he could stop by.
"I'll brew us up a pot and then we can have a nice chat." She smiled at him. "You go have a seat and I'll be right there."
"Thank you." Aziraphale nodded and then went to go sit in the living room. It was a modest place but it was very them. He made a mental note to have them come into some unexpected money sometime soon.
"Alright dear, what's on your mind?" Tracy asked as she took a seat. She had a tray with the tea pot and two cups, some milk, sugar, and some biscuits to go with the tea. Aziraphale poured himself a cup of tea and sipped it as he thought about exactly how to put it.
"I understand that you were, before, someone who specialized in....well....discipline." He blushed a little as he sipped his tea again.
"Intimate personal relaxation and stress relief of the discerning gentleman." She said with a bit of a smile.
"Yes, something along those lines." Aziraphale nodded.
"And you have some questions?" She kept her eyes on him as she sipped her own tea. She'd gotten very good at reading people doing what she did.
"So many." He admitted with a bit of a sigh. "I'm not even sure where to start."
"Well, why don't we start with why you called me in the first place." She offered a smile.
"Right, yes. About that." Aziraphale put his tea cup down and started to describe the whole evening in detail. Probably a little more detail than Tracy needed but it wasn't anything she wasn't used to. She just smiled and reached over to pat his knee.
"It sounds like you're a little confused as to why you enjoyed it so much." She offered.
"Yes. Exactly." Aziraphale nodded.
"Well, dear. You're an angel. You don't really get punished. What's the worst thing that has happened in response to you doing something bad?" She asked him.
"You mean aside from the attempted death sentence?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Well, yes. Besides that." She swallowed. She hadn't really known about that, but she didn't bring it back up.
"A strongly worded note, I believe." Aziraphale said with a shrug.
"Well, there you go dear." Tracy patted his knee again. "There's been no inbetween. It's been either a slap on the wrist or the most extreme response imaginable." She shook her head. "Sometimes you just want a nice, firm slap on the backside to feel like you've actually done something daring without being too harsh on yourself."
"Oh, well. I suppose that does make a bit of sense." Aziraphale said with a nod. "He did seem rather agreeable to being on the receiving end of the punishment, though."
"Right, if you want to venture into this area of the bedroom, the first thing you're going to need to establish is a safe word." Tracy got up and went to get a couple of books that she had hidden away so Shadwell wouldn't find them.
"A safe word?" Aziraphale furrowed his brow.
"A word that neither of you would actually use during sex that means it's time to stop. Because sometimes saying no doesn't actually mean stop." She got the books and came back over to the couch.
"Oh, I don't think that is absolutely necessary." Aziraphale shook his head.
"A safe word is very important." Tracy sounded a bit worried.
"I do appreciate your concern, Madame Tracy, but you see....Crowley and I have known each other for over six thousand years. I will most definitely be able to tell when no actually means no." He smiled at her.
"After that amount of time, I should hope so. Though do keep the safe word in mind just in case." She offered.
"I'll do that." Aziraphale nodded. They spent the rest of the afternoon going over the books that she'd pulled out. She talked him through several different possible punishment techniques as well as the finer points of light bondage. There was plenty of material for them to try if they so desired. Before either of them knew it, it was already dinner time.
"I really should be going. Crowley is expecting me for dinner." Aziraphale said as he got to his feet. "You have been extremely helpful, Madame Tracy." He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Take the books, dear. I don't need them anymore. It'll be nice to know they're getting put to use." She smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek in return. "Do let me know how it goes, won't you?"
"I will, most definitely." Aziraphale nodded. He took the books and gave her a quick little bow before heading out. He had a quick stop to make before heading back to the flat for dinner, and he had plans to make.
"It's so nice to see you, dear." Tracy said as she stepped aside to let him in.
"It's lovely to see you again as well." Aziraphale said with a little bow of his head.
"Would you like some tea?" Tracy started to head toward the kitchen.
"I think I would, yes. I actually need to talk to you about a few things." He cleared his throat. Aziraphale had been intentionally vague when he'd called her to ask if he could stop by.
"I'll brew us up a pot and then we can have a nice chat." She smiled at him. "You go have a seat and I'll be right there."
"Thank you." Aziraphale nodded and then went to go sit in the living room. It was a modest place but it was very them. He made a mental note to have them come into some unexpected money sometime soon.
"Alright dear, what's on your mind?" Tracy asked as she took a seat. She had a tray with the tea pot and two cups, some milk, sugar, and some biscuits to go with the tea. Aziraphale poured himself a cup of tea and sipped it as he thought about exactly how to put it.
"I understand that you were, before, someone who specialized in....well....discipline." He blushed a little as he sipped his tea again.
"Intimate personal relaxation and stress relief of the discerning gentleman." She said with a bit of a smile.
"Yes, something along those lines." Aziraphale nodded.
"And you have some questions?" She kept her eyes on him as she sipped her own tea. She'd gotten very good at reading people doing what she did.
"So many." He admitted with a bit of a sigh. "I'm not even sure where to start."
"Well, why don't we start with why you called me in the first place." She offered a smile.
"Right, yes. About that." Aziraphale put his tea cup down and started to describe the whole evening in detail. Probably a little more detail than Tracy needed but it wasn't anything she wasn't used to. She just smiled and reached over to pat his knee.
"It sounds like you're a little confused as to why you enjoyed it so much." She offered.
"Yes. Exactly." Aziraphale nodded.
"Well, dear. You're an angel. You don't really get punished. What's the worst thing that has happened in response to you doing something bad?" She asked him.
"You mean aside from the attempted death sentence?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Well, yes. Besides that." She swallowed. She hadn't really known about that, but she didn't bring it back up.
"A strongly worded note, I believe." Aziraphale said with a shrug.
"Well, there you go dear." Tracy patted his knee again. "There's been no inbetween. It's been either a slap on the wrist or the most extreme response imaginable." She shook her head. "Sometimes you just want a nice, firm slap on the backside to feel like you've actually done something daring without being too harsh on yourself."
"Oh, well. I suppose that does make a bit of sense." Aziraphale said with a nod. "He did seem rather agreeable to being on the receiving end of the punishment, though."
"Right, if you want to venture into this area of the bedroom, the first thing you're going to need to establish is a safe word." Tracy got up and went to get a couple of books that she had hidden away so Shadwell wouldn't find them.
"A safe word?" Aziraphale furrowed his brow.
"A word that neither of you would actually use during sex that means it's time to stop. Because sometimes saying no doesn't actually mean stop." She got the books and came back over to the couch.
"Oh, I don't think that is absolutely necessary." Aziraphale shook his head.
"A safe word is very important." Tracy sounded a bit worried.
"I do appreciate your concern, Madame Tracy, but you see....Crowley and I have known each other for over six thousand years. I will most definitely be able to tell when no actually means no." He smiled at her.
"After that amount of time, I should hope so. Though do keep the safe word in mind just in case." She offered.
"I'll do that." Aziraphale nodded. They spent the rest of the afternoon going over the books that she'd pulled out. She talked him through several different possible punishment techniques as well as the finer points of light bondage. There was plenty of material for them to try if they so desired. Before either of them knew it, it was already dinner time.
"I really should be going. Crowley is expecting me for dinner." Aziraphale said as he got to his feet. "You have been extremely helpful, Madame Tracy." He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Take the books, dear. I don't need them anymore. It'll be nice to know they're getting put to use." She smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek in return. "Do let me know how it goes, won't you?"
"I will, most definitely." Aziraphale nodded. He took the books and gave her a quick little bow before heading out. He had a quick stop to make before heading back to the flat for dinner, and he had plans to make.
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