A belated Super Bowl Sunday story.


The Gamble

Mad headed down the stairs to the basement going slow and quiet. He really wanted to surprise her. She'd shown up for the game dressed just like he'd asked, wearing her shoes, collar, and an overcoat. No problems there, she was starting to understand the importance of her lessons. Naturally she wasn't going to watch the game with him. He brought her down to the playroom, took her shoes and coat, and locked her inside the cage.
The cage was steel 32" high 30" wide and 48"long. She could stay on her hands and knees or lay curled on the blanket he so generously allowed her, but there wasn't enough room for her to turn around inside.
Once she was locked inside he reached between the top bars and stroked her back his hand running down along the curve of her bottom. She began to purr like his good little kitty. Reluctantly he pulled his hand away and headed for the door.
" Do you know what tonight's lesson will be?" he asked her
" Never bet against your Master. Even when you win you'll lose." She repeated as if she'd memorized the words. They had a fifty-dollar bet on the game. She'd picked the Steelers so he was stuck with the Seahawks.
"Think on it a bit. I'll be back in a while." He told her just before he flicked off the light and closed the door.
That had been almost two hours ago. The first half was over, Seattle had already lost the game, they just weren't ready to admit it yet. But before being put out of their misery there was going to be an interminable half time show with some geriatric rocker trying to recapture his better days. Mad had a better idea for a halftime show.
So here he was sneaking down to the playroom hoping to surprise Nikki as she huddled alone in the dark penned in by steel bars. He was half way down the stairs when he heard voices coming from the playroom.
" Only seven points but they're still winning?….Seattle must really suck, but Pittsburgh is looking good right Jazzy?…. The Steelers', they have it in the bag right? What about Mick?…. He is, which one?"
Either Nikki was cracking up from a few hours of solitude or it sounded like the little minx was on the phone. But that was impossible, he didn't even have a phone jack in the playroom. All thoughts of stealth evaporated as he pounded down the last few stairs. She heard him coming.
"Oh shit! I gotta go Jazzy he's coming."
He threw open the door and flipped on the light and caught a glimpse of Nikki trying to stuff something under the blanket.
"Where is it?" he demanded.
"Where's what?" she asked stalling for time but unable to really hide anything in her cage.
"The god damn phone! How the hell did you get it in here?" he sounded as mad as he was.
She winced at his raised voice and blushed like a virgin. Her head was pressed to the floor of the cage trying to hide the lump under the blanket.
" Give me the phone! Now!"
She meekly raised her head and reached under the blanket. He was crouched at the side of the cage now where she could see him. She knew with just a glance she was in real trouble. Now was not the time for cute comments. With a trembling hand she dropped the cell phone into his palm.
It was a Nokia ® 3220, hard to believe they made them this small.
"What's the meaning of this?" he asked shaking the phone under her nose. Of course there was no good answer to that question but she gamely tried to come up with one.
"I needed a light, I get scared down here in the dark, and then while I was waiting here Jazzy called, and it was on vibrate, and so I had to answer, and then you heard us and …
Am I in trouble?" the last words were accompanied by a petulant pout.
He turned the phone over in his palm. It was incredibly small and light. Less than a half inch thick maybe an inch and a half wide and four inches long. Still she'd gone into the cage wearing nothing but her collar so how the fuck had she gotten it in there. Suddenly a knowing smile lit his face and he sniffed the phone suspiciously. Her flushed face glowed a brighter shade of red as she squirmed on her hands and knees.
"Damn it girl, looks like we're gonna have to do full cavity search before each session."
Not that he had any real problems with that.

Mad