Etiquette and Respect – An Erotic Story

October 17, 2016

Get Ready for another super sexy Erotic BDSM story by Emmeline Peaches

 

“Remember…” Belisa spoke sternly as she waited at the foot of a deep black door, “Respect is everything”.

“Awww don’t you trust me” Cleo pined as she hugged herself around Belisa’s arm, swinging it gently from side-to-side. Belisa loved Cleo’s playful nature. It was part of what had convinced her to take on such an inexperienced Sub, but Cleo’s antics could be irksome at times.

“Of course I trust you, my little tease, but this is no ordinary get-together” Belisa spoke. “Tonight I acquaint you with the illuminating world of sex parties—a special treat that only a select few get to sample. Now, my reputation proceeding me I am well-known in this particular establishment and all guests are expected to maintain the highest degree of etiquette so if you at any point allow your…mischievous nature to get the better of you then I will be the one who feels the sting of the house master’s cane”.

“Sorry, are you meant to be dissuading me or…?”Cleo responded with a cheeky grin.

“Hush now” Belisa chastised, though she couldn’t help but respond with her own slight smile. “Tonight I officially make you mine”.

———————

As if life had gifted Belisa with perfect timing the front door opened as her statement came to a close. Standing on the other side was a man dressed in a formal suit, complete with waistcoat and a stylish pocket watch tucked close to his chest. His face was a mystery, obscured by a mask, but this was of little consequence to Belisa. She had seen it all before and, although she did appreciate the ambiance, it was Cleo’s reaction that interested her most.

Belisa strode in, allowing her ruby red stilettos to make firm contact with the granite flooring as she walked past the suited sub and towards the spiral staircase leading up to the main event. As she did so she glanced back only once to observe her own sub. Cleo was tentatively walking past the gentleman trying to hide a dorky grin and failing abysmally. Her posturing was passive and tense as if she were trying to avoid an excitable outburst for fear of the punishment. Perfect.

Slowing her stride gently to allow Cleo to catch up Belisa stroked the polished wood of the banister as they stepped up to the first floor. “First impressions?” Belisa asked sternly.

“I, uhm, wow. This place is amazing!” Cleo exclaimed, perhaps a bit too enthusiastically for the austere ambiance of the establishment. ‘I can’t believe a girl like me is in a place like this’.

  • Well, don’t get too excited” Belisa chuckled gently. “After all you’ve yet to see anything yet”.

In yet another display of her impeccable timing, the two then turned to corner to find themselves at a corridor of delights. Scattered either side of the central carpeted walkway were bodies embracing—pinned up against the wall, entwined on the floor, firmly propped up on firm oak side tables. Belisa saw Cleo’s eyes visibly widen.

As they walked through the center they were surrounded by rooms with glass viewing panels that allowed the curious observer to glimpse in with voyeuristic intent. For Belisa this was hardly unusual and yet she still relished the experience. There was nothing quite like getting a glimpse of people’s most intimate desires. The sordid secrets they would conceal anywhere else but celebrate among likeminded individuals. In one room a human pony knelt, bound and gagged, while their mistress spanked them with a horse-hair flogger. She could hear the sting of the impact through the open door. In another, a hard butch domme took a deep drag of a cigarette before forcing the smoke into her partner’s mouth with a suffocating kiss. ‘We all have our vices…’ Belisa mused to herself internally.

“Why are some of the doors open and others closed?” Cleo blurted out, interrupting Belisa’s line of thought, “and what’s with the curtains being drawn on some of these rooms? I thought this was a sex party?”

“It is,” Belisa said, “But people are here to satisfy their own desires first and foremost. If that includes being watched then it’s a bonus, if not then it’s not our place to question that. Remember: respect rules supreme in places like this. As for the doors: If they’re closed you can watch but not look, if they’re open then you are free to join the festivities”.

Cleo’s emerald eyes became wide once more. “Can I?” she asked eagerly.

“No,” Belisa replied without skipping a beat. “What I have planned for you is much more agreeable”.

With that Belisa and Cleo finally got to the main event—the grand hall. Antique mirrors lined the walls with gold-leaf frames reflecting back the display that lay before Belisa and Cleo. A magnificent orgy of individuals deeply immersed in each other’s company, sweat and lubricant combining on their oily bodies and they caressed and grasped at each other’s primal forms.

The moaning and heavy panting of the room created a chorus of delight that served as music to Belisa’s ears. The display was as grand as any Italian masterpiece, as beautiful bodies painted their own sexual renaissance before her eyes.

‘This is it,’ Belisa thought, ‘This is where I take her’.

Belisa turned to Cleo without saying a word. She didn’t need to. She could see from Cleo’s expression how willing she was—the prospect of surrender provoking the most desperate plea for permission on her face. Belisa placed a firm hand on Cleo’s chest before turning her to face away from the orgy and lowering her down into the pile.

It wasn’t long before bodies began to intertwine with Cleo’s own petite form, stripping her of her corset and freeing her uncut vulva. Hands stroked her body and began to grab persistently on her flesh, drawing her into the fold. From behind a harnessed individual poured oil down onto Cleo’s chest, causing her to moan and writhe with delight. Belisa observed her sub being consumed by the eager sex slaves around her. She could see her eyes glaze over as someone knelt in and began to suck firmly on her erect nipples while another grasped at her thighs persistently, thrusting against her from the side like an animal in heat.

The site was completely intoxicating. Her sub thrown to the wolves, helpless to do anything but please her mistress’s piercing gaze and give herself to the hypnotic appeal of the room. Belisa could see Cleo’s chest growing red, as blood rushed to it in a betrayal of her arousal. The sight alone was enough to make Belisa’s vaginal muscles clench in approval. ‘Not yet…’ she told herself.

As Cleo’s bliss began to manifest physically so, too, did her inhibitions lower and she soon turned to begin firmly kissing one of her fellow orgy-mates. ‘Still no’ Belisa thought. As Cleo passionately embraced the man by her side she wrapped her arms longingly around him before grabbing firmly on his shaft and twisting at the texture on his condom. ‘Okay, now she’s just taunting me’ Belisa concluded as she strode over to claim her prize.

In a forceful motion, Belisa towered over her free-spirited sub before kneeling down and pinning her firmly to the ground. Drawing closer to her Belisa kissed Cleo passionately and with the utmost precision. Bites were intermingled with longer embraces and the force of it all was almost enough to keep Cleo in place indefinitely. Belisa had a message to convey and she wanted to make sure there was no misunderstanding it—Cleo was hers and hers alone, and that was how it would remain for the evening.

As Cleo’s kissed got softer Belisa looked down at her and observed the glazed over, dreamy look in Cleo’s eyes. It was time.

Tracing her sub’s body gently with her nose, Belisa moved down to Cleo’s wild vulva and cupped it firmly in hand, watching Cleo writhe in pleasure for a moment before sliding a few fingers into her sopping wet vagina. ‘How much of this is from lubricant and how much from orgasms?’ Belisa briefly contemplated. No matter. Either way she was determined to sample her sub.

Fingers still inserted she repositioned herself before gently placing her lips over Cleo’s labia and lovingly sucking on them. Cleo’s back arched at the sensation, and Belisa responded in kind—swirling her tongue to spread her open and flicker her clit. Rapid motions intermingled with deep, broad laps of her tongue and biting tugs on her labia. Cleo had always adored how Belisa employed whips and paddles with a well-versed expertise and it seems that she was equally appreciative of how she handled the art of the tongue. Her approval was almost enough for Belisa to break role and allow herself to be swept into the orgy herself, but she denied her throbbing vagina through sheer force of will. After all, she still had a job to do.

Swirling her tongue around Cleo’s clit, Belisa began to thrust vigorously with her fingers as she allowed Cleo to enjoy the rapidity. Bodies surrounded and caressed them both and ore witness as Cleo let out a loud, rapturous orgasm at the hands of her mistress. “Oh Holy FUCK!” she exclaimed upon coming, temporarily disrupting the demure nature of the affair.

“Shhhh,” Belisa said, leaning into Cleo’s ear. “Mind your manners,” she spoke, as she pulled a gentle chain collar out from between her corseted breasts, “After all, you belong to me now”. Belisa could feel Cleo’s excitement as she delicately placed the collar around her blushing neck and firmly closed the clasp.

——————–

As they walked home together in the cold autumn darkness Cleo twizzled and tugged at her collar like a teenage-girl who had just got her first locket. Her Cheshire cat grin was contagious and Belisa couldn’t help but smile too.

“Sorry about my outburst mistress,” Cleo said timidly, “It wasn’t very respectful of me”.

“No, it wasn’t,” replied Belisa, “But don’t worry, you’ll learn over time”.

“Well…for what it’s worth,” uttered Cleo, “I like your form of respect the most”.

 

 

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Emmeline Peaches
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