MaudeMadeleine Part 10

Lady Broadmoor’s quarters were second only to the ‘bridal suite’ in opulence. Heavy velvet curtains covered the windows; a fire burned bright in the hearth; paper-shaded lanterns cast a soft glow over the satins and velvets of the furnishings. The bed was vast and clad in silk. Two side rooms housed a privy and a tub. There were fruits and sweetmeats on a small table near the sideboard, on which stood a silver wine bucket with ice and two bottles of champagne for Her Ladyship’s pleasure. Although I had never seen Lady Broadmoor in Mistress Pickles’ house hitherto she seemed to know precisely where everything was and I assumed that she had examined her apartments before the ball. As I poured two glasses of champagne she assembled a strange array of items from the top drawer of the chest onto the bed. There before me lay the dildo similar to that which Jenkins had first used and I myself had employed to pleasure my first Lady guest. Beside it lay a strange leather ball with black ribbons extending from both sides and a wide collar such as I have observed on greyhounds. There also several long leather straps and smaller collars whose purpose bahis şirketleri was unclear to me. She took the glass I proffered to her with a smile. She placed it untouched on a table and reached for the collar. She still wore her veil which imparted an air of mystery to her features. ‘You will wear this for me, Madeleine. Do not be afraid, I am not going to hurt you as, perhaps, others might. Indeed some may already have done so?’ ‘I have never given any lady cause to hurt me, My Lady.’ ‘Not everyone needs cause my dear. Perhaps you have no experience in such matters but there are those who, like me, enjoy a little restraint in their amorous life.’ ‘I shall be as restrained as you may wish, My Lady.’ ‘I think perhaps you misunderstand the word “restraint” in this context.’ As she spoke, she slipped the collar around my neck. It cupped my chin and lifted it a little uncomfortably. She deftly fitted the smaller collars to my gloved wrists. ‘You will not suffer any pain at my hands but you will be restrained by these devices. I enjoy a little helplessness in my lovers.’ She had me lift my skirts and petticoats and remove my shoes. bahis firmaları She fitted two more collars to my ankles. ‘Now, sit and we will enjoy our wine together.’ Thus adorned and uncomprehending, I sat. The collar was restrictive but not painful. ‘Has any of your guests ever taken a strap or cane, such as I have observed in the drawer, to you?’ ‘Indeed not, My Lady. As I have said, I have given no guest cause to do so.’ ‘Then I fear you may discover that not all ladies are as gentle as I. No doubt Mistress Pickles will explain. I feel sure that some of her customers enjoy the more robust forms of entertainment.’ I recalled one evening that Grace who, you may recall, delivered the orange from her cunny, had once shown me some bruises on her arse which she claimed had been the result of a lady’s desire to “mark” her. I had not understood then nor did I, in truth, understand now. ‘However, for me the pleasure of a woman rendered helpless and entirely available to me is all I desire.’ She took the curious leather ball with its ribbons and to my astonishment she lifted her gown as she sat and placed it deep within her undergarments. kaçak bahis siteleri She closed her legs and rearranged her dress. She then engaged me in innocent conversation as we enjoyed our wine. She enquired as to the length of my residence chez Mistress Pickles and also asked if I had a particular friend in the household. I revealed my affection for Maria and she lifted an eyebrow. ‘Our “King Herod”?’ I confirmed her suspicion. ‘Hmm, I can imagine she is a rewarding lover. Come, it is time for me to enjoy you. Stand.’ She stood in front of me and slowly lifted her skirts and withdrew the ball. ‘Open your mouth, my dear.’ I did so and she placed the ball in my mouth, securing it behind my neck by tying the ribbons. I could taste her upon the leather. She stood back and smiled. ‘Perfect.’ She came close to me and licked the ball and I sensed a shudder run through her. She continued to lick and kiss the ball as she very slowly unhooked and unbuttoned the top of my gown until it fell open to reveal my breasts. She handled them gently, rubbing the flat of her palms over my hardening nipples. How may I convey my feelings to you? I felt a certain frisson of fear for I had never been thus muzzled before. Nor had I felt the tightness of a collar either at my neck or around my wrists and ankles. It was natural for me now to be revealed naked or partially naked to a guest.