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05 Nisan 2023, 09:57
Many thanks to Literotica author 'englander1961' for her help, editorial services, encouragement and a title much better than my original, which has elevated her to the status of House Goddess of Sexy Story Titles. Thanks to Sammi Scott, aka Titsy McYarn, the Cute at the Heart of the Abyss for her help and valuable critique. Thanks to Literotica author 'KY ridgerunner' for the stories that planted the idea in my head months ago. A belated and much overdue thanks to John Hasty for his peerless editing. Bounteous thanks to Kevin for his incredibly thorough critiquing and voluminous notes.
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I welcome constructive critiques and non-abusive comments. I will answer, in at least a semi-prompt manner, any email that comes with an email address.
If you feel you must respond in a hateful or angry fashion, you may put your head down upon your desk and do so, quietly to yourself, for as long as you feel it necessary. This story may not be copied to other sites without my permission.
If you have not read the earlier installment(s) of this tale, it would probably help you to make sense of this one if you did so.
* * * * *
After a time, Carol got up off the floor and very calmly removed another seventeen fifty-dollar bills, as well as five more sheaves of notes from albums. Then she returned the forceps to Eddy and knelt before Harry, eyes downcast.
"May I take all of you to supper this evening?" she asked.
"If you want to sweetie, of course you can. Any preference as to where?" Harry replied.
"I was hoping the Bangkok Inn might be acceptable to everyone."
Everyone chimed in with agreement so Carol asked, "May I reserve the Vimanmek Palace room?"
"Certainly, my pet," Margo answered, "I've been curious to see what it looked like ever since I heard the story of your first trip to the Bangkok Inn."
As Carol padded off to make arrangements, Harry and Eddy went into consultation. Within minutes Harry was measuring the door and windows of the room while Eddy was getting dressed. Shortly thereafter Eddy was heading out the door, a set of measurements from Harry in his pocket.
A few hours later the room sported a new door frame, security door, and interior bars on the windows. Both keys to the new door were handed to Carol.
"Baby Girl, I'd recommend putting one of these on the chain with the whistle, the other somewhere only you know about," Margo said.
"This is silly," Carol responded. "The two of you should have the other key."
"No," Harry said, smiling. "You're the lady of the house and the treasure in that room is yours."
"Yes sir... but I'll tell the two of you where the key is, just in case."
"If you wish," Margo said, "but that's your decision."
While the door and bars were being installed, Karen and Patricia had gone home to grab clothes for the evening and Kelly had driven Tamara to Eddy and Tamara's apartment to do the same.
Because of their labors, Harry and Eddy were the last ones to hit the showers and prepare for the evening.
"Harry, sir, before you get in the shower I'd like to ask; could we possibly go by the Chateau de Chantilly after supper? I'd like to sit and listen to Bizoumet play for awhile. Maybe you and Margo, some of the others, could get in some dancing... in my head it's sort of a wake for Tony."
"Sweetie, no problem at all. All that I know of that's on anybody's schedule tomorrow is that Eddy and I are planning to set up your stereo equipment just the way you want it, and I have to go pick up Nikki at the airport in the evening. Why don't you go check with the others? Is there anyone else you might like to invite?"
"Yes sir, there is, I'll make some calls." She paused then turned and leapt up, throwing her arms around his neck. She snuggled her face into his neck and kissed him. "Thank you sir."
The rest of the crowd was more than amenable to the idea so Carol hopped on the phone while Eddy called Bizoumet to let them know they were coming and they were bringing a crowd.
Margo overheard the end of Carol's side of one conversation.
"Yes, I'm serious. He meant as much to you as to anybody on Earth."
"No, I don't want that to happen, it could be... troublesome. Anyway you can avoid it?"
"Alright, as long as you have a plan... we should be there by ten."
Margo fully expected a night of surprises.
* * * * *
Even though they'd been the last to get showered, in the time-honored tradition Harry and Eddy were the first to be ready. Harry was in a pair of dark blue chinos, with matching blazer and a cream shirt. Eddy was in a pair of black pinstripe slacks and a black dress shirt, his hair pulled tightly back into a ponytail. And as tradition dictated, they stood in the living room and waited patiently, or at least konya escort (https://www.t2bro.com/bayan/konya-escort) pretended to.
* * * * *
In the downstairs guest bedroom, Tamara put the finishing touches on her makeup, fastened the collar and leash she was slowly teaching Eddy to use upon her neck, and looked in the mirror. The satin kimono dress was such a deep shade of purple it almost seemed black. She smiled and bowed to herself in the mirror, her vaguely Kabuki style make-up helping to make the illusion complete. She put on a pair of suede strap sandals in the same color as the dress and twirled in place, imagining she was dancing with her love.
* * * * *
In the upstairs guest room, Karen waited most impatiently as Patricia made sure Karen's outfit was just so.
"I'm still not sure, Liz," Patricia said, chewing on a finger, "are you sure you want to go with the white cotton blouse? The copper silk blouse looks much better."
"Will agreeing with you get us going any faster?"
"Oh yes."
"Then the copper blouse it is." Karen quickly shucked her dark brown leather blazer, pulled off the offending blouse and slipped on the copper one, tucking it into the tight leather pants that matched the blazer.
"God, I wish we'd had time to polish your boots," Patricia said.
"Darling," Karen said, slipping her hands up under her lover's Victorian ruffle shirt to caress her breasts, "nobody will notice the condition of my boots once they see you."
"Liz, stop that," Patricia said, writhing away from her. She tucked the shirt under the beaded waist of her forest green ankle-length skirt. "You don't want to go starting something you don't have time to finish. Would you help me with my shoes?"
Karen rummaged in the overnight bag, pulling out a pair of black velvet flats with pewter trim.
"Oh shit, you're going to want to dance tonight!"
"Yes I am, Liz, and I'm going to want to dance with you."
"Trish, will you rub my smelly sore feet when we're through?"
"Silly woman, for the chance to dance with you I'll do that and much more," she said, leaning in to blow softly into Karen's ear.
"Now who's starting things they don't have the time to finish?" growled Karen.
* * * * *
In their bedroom, Kelly and Jessica were finishing their preparations. Kelly's outfit had been relatively simple for her to get into; turquoise silk camisole and flounce jacket, low-rise distressed jeans and a pair of slides with three-inch heels that matched the camisole and jacket.
Jessica, on the other hand, was having some minor issues.
"I think I'm going to need more baby powder. I cannot fucking believe I'm having this much trouble with these damn boots!"
The black riding boots were refusing to go on and between Jessica pulling and Kelly pushing it was starting to resemble some old comedy skit. Her black and purple mesh tulle skirt was in the way, they were running late and she hadn't even begun to get into her blackberry velvet corset top.
"Here, here's some more powder... shake 'em around... alright, here we go, on three," Kelly said, positioning herself with a grip on the right boot.
"One..."
"Are you sure we can't just stay home and fuck?"
"Yes, two..."
"It's not that I don't want to go out, but this has become a nightmare."
"I know, three!"
The boot slid on as if it had never been any trouble at all.
The two girls looked at each other and laughed.
"Halfway there!" Kelly exclaimed as she readied to do battle yet again.
* * * * *
In the master bedroom, Margo and Carol were working on completing their dressing. Carol had just finished pulling the lacings tight on Margo's black satin, steel-boned corset. Margo turned to look at her pet.
"So, how does it look?"
"Madam, are you sure you've never dressed Goth or fetish before?"
It was a valid question. The corset with it's deep plunging neckline, the black satin brocade and satin ball gown skirt, the black satin opera gloves and the lace and black ribbon choker all added up to a vision that would've looked right at home at the Samhain Fetish Ball or any Goth club in the city. Although they were barely visible underneath the skirt, a stunning pair of buckled leather ankle boots finished out her ensemble.
"Well, not and known I was doing so," Margo replied.
"You look lovely, Madam."
"Thank you, my love. Now let's finish with your outfit."
Margo knelt down and buttoned Carol's suit top. The '40's tailored women's business suit, looking like something from a Hollywood glamour shoot, changed the lines of Carol's body remarkably. She looked severe, all angles and edges, sharp and painful. Margo helped her put on her three-inch platform heels.
"How the hell do you walk on those?" she asked the young woman.
"A lot of practice, Madam," Carol replied. "It's definitely an acquired skill and it took me a long time to acquire it."
Finally Margo attached the collar and leash kütahya escort (https://www.t2bro.com/bayan/kutahya-escort) and placed the black period-pillbox hat and veil on her head, pinning it in place.
"You look... like you're in mourning, Baby Girl."
"Good, I should."
"Let's go knock the boys' eyes out," Margo said with a mischievous glint in her eye.
* * * * *
Harry and Eddy felt like they'd walked into a black tie dinner in their jock-straps and flip-flops.
First Tamara had entered and walked to Eddy, putting the leash in his hand. Harry had never seen her looking any lovelier than she did that night.
"Eddy? She looks..."
"Yes, she does, doesn't she? Theresa, my love, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
"Thank you, Edward."
Then Karen and Patricia had walked downstairs.
"Dyke, you look very handsome tonight," Eddy said, sincerity evident in his voice.
"So do you, Neanderthal," she replied.
"And Patricia, whoa... you look lovely," Harry said.
"Having a Keanu moment, Harry?" Patricia said, blushing.
Then came Kelly and Jessica to general acclaim and improper propositions from one and all as Kelly preened and Jessica blushed.
"Guys, ladies, thank you for the kind words and interesting proposals," Kelly said, kissing Karen on the cheek. "If only some of them were serious."
Finally Margo led Carol out of the master bedroom and conversation in the living room stopped.
"Uh, on a purely lust level, everyone in the room who would do either or both of these lovely ladies, show a hand," Eddy said in a reverent whisper.
Seven hands shot up in the air.
Margo and Carol laughed. "Eddy, thank you as always for your sweet, romantic way of putting things," Margo said.
"Uh, Margo, you know I love you, as a friend and all. Lemme 'splain this to ya... what you're wearing isn't sweet and romantic, it's a 'fuck me now' wet dream. And Carol's outfit, well, that's a gawddamn submissive's board room fantasy come true," Eddy replied.
"It most certainly is," Tamara said as she licked her lips.
Margo looked at Carol, then down at herself.
"You know, you may have a point, Eddy," she said, smiling. "I guess we'll just have to get used to being objects of lust, won't we, Baby Girl?"
"Yes, Madam."
Margo handed the leash to Harry and leaned in to whisper in his ear. "I'm not sure why, but the money thing seems to have her feeling real insecure."
"Got it," he replied. "Well, our ride should be here in," he looked at his watch, "shit, about now."
Sure enough, within minutes there was the sound of a car pulling up outside. As everyone 'ooh'ed and 'aah'ed over each other's outfits, Harry went to the door and announced, "Our carriage awaits."
The ultra-stretch limo had been a lucky find for Harry although if he hadn't been able to find something suitable he would've been more than willing to call in a favor or two, and spend more money to make it happen. The company that G
After you've read this, if you have any inclination at all to comment, please do so, either by email or on the comment board... The best way for me to grow and improve as an author is to hear from the people who read my work.
I welcome constructive critiques and non-abusive comments. I will answer, in at least a semi-prompt manner, any email that comes with an email address.
If you feel you must respond in a hateful or angry fashion, you may put your head down upon your desk and do so, quietly to yourself, for as long as you feel it necessary. This story may not be copied to other sites without my permission.
If you have not read the earlier installment(s) of this tale, it would probably help you to make sense of this one if you did so.
* * * * *
After a time, Carol got up off the floor and very calmly removed another seventeen fifty-dollar bills, as well as five more sheaves of notes from albums. Then she returned the forceps to Eddy and knelt before Harry, eyes downcast.
"May I take all of you to supper this evening?" she asked.
"If you want to sweetie, of course you can. Any preference as to where?" Harry replied.
"I was hoping the Bangkok Inn might be acceptable to everyone."
Everyone chimed in with agreement so Carol asked, "May I reserve the Vimanmek Palace room?"
"Certainly, my pet," Margo answered, "I've been curious to see what it looked like ever since I heard the story of your first trip to the Bangkok Inn."
As Carol padded off to make arrangements, Harry and Eddy went into consultation. Within minutes Harry was measuring the door and windows of the room while Eddy was getting dressed. Shortly thereafter Eddy was heading out the door, a set of measurements from Harry in his pocket.
A few hours later the room sported a new door frame, security door, and interior bars on the windows. Both keys to the new door were handed to Carol.
"Baby Girl, I'd recommend putting one of these on the chain with the whistle, the other somewhere only you know about," Margo said.
"This is silly," Carol responded. "The two of you should have the other key."
"No," Harry said, smiling. "You're the lady of the house and the treasure in that room is yours."
"Yes sir... but I'll tell the two of you where the key is, just in case."
"If you wish," Margo said, "but that's your decision."
While the door and bars were being installed, Karen and Patricia had gone home to grab clothes for the evening and Kelly had driven Tamara to Eddy and Tamara's apartment to do the same.
Because of their labors, Harry and Eddy were the last ones to hit the showers and prepare for the evening.
"Harry, sir, before you get in the shower I'd like to ask; could we possibly go by the Chateau de Chantilly after supper? I'd like to sit and listen to Bizoumet play for awhile. Maybe you and Margo, some of the others, could get in some dancing... in my head it's sort of a wake for Tony."
"Sweetie, no problem at all. All that I know of that's on anybody's schedule tomorrow is that Eddy and I are planning to set up your stereo equipment just the way you want it, and I have to go pick up Nikki at the airport in the evening. Why don't you go check with the others? Is there anyone else you might like to invite?"
"Yes sir, there is, I'll make some calls." She paused then turned and leapt up, throwing her arms around his neck. She snuggled her face into his neck and kissed him. "Thank you sir."
The rest of the crowd was more than amenable to the idea so Carol hopped on the phone while Eddy called Bizoumet to let them know they were coming and they were bringing a crowd.
Margo overheard the end of Carol's side of one conversation.
"Yes, I'm serious. He meant as much to you as to anybody on Earth."
"No, I don't want that to happen, it could be... troublesome. Anyway you can avoid it?"
"Alright, as long as you have a plan... we should be there by ten."
Margo fully expected a night of surprises.
* * * * *
Even though they'd been the last to get showered, in the time-honored tradition Harry and Eddy were the first to be ready. Harry was in a pair of dark blue chinos, with matching blazer and a cream shirt. Eddy was in a pair of black pinstripe slacks and a black dress shirt, his hair pulled tightly back into a ponytail. And as tradition dictated, they stood in the living room and waited patiently, or at least konya escort (https://www.t2bro.com/bayan/konya-escort) pretended to.
* * * * *
In the downstairs guest bedroom, Tamara put the finishing touches on her makeup, fastened the collar and leash she was slowly teaching Eddy to use upon her neck, and looked in the mirror. The satin kimono dress was such a deep shade of purple it almost seemed black. She smiled and bowed to herself in the mirror, her vaguely Kabuki style make-up helping to make the illusion complete. She put on a pair of suede strap sandals in the same color as the dress and twirled in place, imagining she was dancing with her love.
* * * * *
In the upstairs guest room, Karen waited most impatiently as Patricia made sure Karen's outfit was just so.
"I'm still not sure, Liz," Patricia said, chewing on a finger, "are you sure you want to go with the white cotton blouse? The copper silk blouse looks much better."
"Will agreeing with you get us going any faster?"
"Oh yes."
"Then the copper blouse it is." Karen quickly shucked her dark brown leather blazer, pulled off the offending blouse and slipped on the copper one, tucking it into the tight leather pants that matched the blazer.
"God, I wish we'd had time to polish your boots," Patricia said.
"Darling," Karen said, slipping her hands up under her lover's Victorian ruffle shirt to caress her breasts, "nobody will notice the condition of my boots once they see you."
"Liz, stop that," Patricia said, writhing away from her. She tucked the shirt under the beaded waist of her forest green ankle-length skirt. "You don't want to go starting something you don't have time to finish. Would you help me with my shoes?"
Karen rummaged in the overnight bag, pulling out a pair of black velvet flats with pewter trim.
"Oh shit, you're going to want to dance tonight!"
"Yes I am, Liz, and I'm going to want to dance with you."
"Trish, will you rub my smelly sore feet when we're through?"
"Silly woman, for the chance to dance with you I'll do that and much more," she said, leaning in to blow softly into Karen's ear.
"Now who's starting things they don't have the time to finish?" growled Karen.
* * * * *
In their bedroom, Kelly and Jessica were finishing their preparations. Kelly's outfit had been relatively simple for her to get into; turquoise silk camisole and flounce jacket, low-rise distressed jeans and a pair of slides with three-inch heels that matched the camisole and jacket.
Jessica, on the other hand, was having some minor issues.
"I think I'm going to need more baby powder. I cannot fucking believe I'm having this much trouble with these damn boots!"
The black riding boots were refusing to go on and between Jessica pulling and Kelly pushing it was starting to resemble some old comedy skit. Her black and purple mesh tulle skirt was in the way, they were running late and she hadn't even begun to get into her blackberry velvet corset top.
"Here, here's some more powder... shake 'em around... alright, here we go, on three," Kelly said, positioning herself with a grip on the right boot.
"One..."
"Are you sure we can't just stay home and fuck?"
"Yes, two..."
"It's not that I don't want to go out, but this has become a nightmare."
"I know, three!"
The boot slid on as if it had never been any trouble at all.
The two girls looked at each other and laughed.
"Halfway there!" Kelly exclaimed as she readied to do battle yet again.
* * * * *
In the master bedroom, Margo and Carol were working on completing their dressing. Carol had just finished pulling the lacings tight on Margo's black satin, steel-boned corset. Margo turned to look at her pet.
"So, how does it look?"
"Madam, are you sure you've never dressed Goth or fetish before?"
It was a valid question. The corset with it's deep plunging neckline, the black satin brocade and satin ball gown skirt, the black satin opera gloves and the lace and black ribbon choker all added up to a vision that would've looked right at home at the Samhain Fetish Ball or any Goth club in the city. Although they were barely visible underneath the skirt, a stunning pair of buckled leather ankle boots finished out her ensemble.
"Well, not and known I was doing so," Margo replied.
"You look lovely, Madam."
"Thank you, my love. Now let's finish with your outfit."
Margo knelt down and buttoned Carol's suit top. The '40's tailored women's business suit, looking like something from a Hollywood glamour shoot, changed the lines of Carol's body remarkably. She looked severe, all angles and edges, sharp and painful. Margo helped her put on her three-inch platform heels.
"How the hell do you walk on those?" she asked the young woman.
"A lot of practice, Madam," Carol replied. "It's definitely an acquired skill and it took me a long time to acquire it."
Finally Margo attached the collar and leash kütahya escort (https://www.t2bro.com/bayan/kutahya-escort) and placed the black period-pillbox hat and veil on her head, pinning it in place.
"You look... like you're in mourning, Baby Girl."
"Good, I should."
"Let's go knock the boys' eyes out," Margo said with a mischievous glint in her eye.
* * * * *
Harry and Eddy felt like they'd walked into a black tie dinner in their jock-straps and flip-flops.
First Tamara had entered and walked to Eddy, putting the leash in his hand. Harry had never seen her looking any lovelier than she did that night.
"Eddy? She looks..."
"Yes, she does, doesn't she? Theresa, my love, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
"Thank you, Edward."
Then Karen and Patricia had walked downstairs.
"Dyke, you look very handsome tonight," Eddy said, sincerity evident in his voice.
"So do you, Neanderthal," she replied.
"And Patricia, whoa... you look lovely," Harry said.
"Having a Keanu moment, Harry?" Patricia said, blushing.
Then came Kelly and Jessica to general acclaim and improper propositions from one and all as Kelly preened and Jessica blushed.
"Guys, ladies, thank you for the kind words and interesting proposals," Kelly said, kissing Karen on the cheek. "If only some of them were serious."
Finally Margo led Carol out of the master bedroom and conversation in the living room stopped.
"Uh, on a purely lust level, everyone in the room who would do either or both of these lovely ladies, show a hand," Eddy said in a reverent whisper.
Seven hands shot up in the air.
Margo and Carol laughed. "Eddy, thank you as always for your sweet, romantic way of putting things," Margo said.
"Uh, Margo, you know I love you, as a friend and all. Lemme 'splain this to ya... what you're wearing isn't sweet and romantic, it's a 'fuck me now' wet dream. And Carol's outfit, well, that's a gawddamn submissive's board room fantasy come true," Eddy replied.
"It most certainly is," Tamara said as she licked her lips.
Margo looked at Carol, then down at herself.
"You know, you may have a point, Eddy," she said, smiling. "I guess we'll just have to get used to being objects of lust, won't we, Baby Girl?"
"Yes, Madam."
Margo handed the leash to Harry and leaned in to whisper in his ear. "I'm not sure why, but the money thing seems to have her feeling real insecure."
"Got it," he replied. "Well, our ride should be here in," he looked at his watch, "shit, about now."
Sure enough, within minutes there was the sound of a car pulling up outside. As everyone 'ooh'ed and 'aah'ed over each other's outfits, Harry went to the door and announced, "Our carriage awaits."
The ultra-stretch limo had been a lucky find for Harry although if he hadn't been able to find something suitable he would've been more than willing to call in a favor or two, and spend more money to make it happen. The company that G