by Anna Collins
“I have to say that I’m a little surprised by how you’re dressed, Lucy. It does make my heart proud to know that you have opened yourself up to the possibilities. I doubt that yesterday you would’ve even considered coming down to dinner in that. I understand that it’s hard to change.”
When he lifted his cloche, I did the same thing and was accosted with the smells of something of an eastern flair.
“I’m still not where you are at. I’m still not comfortable with walking around completely naked, but I don’t see anything wrong with it. This is, after all, your property and what you do or what you wear on it is your business and nobody else’s. I know that I’m your guest, but I feel like I have to act a certain way when I’m around you.”
“You are becoming more open and ready for anything, Lucy,” He said with his hand below his waist and out of sight.
“You would probably love to see me crawl over this table and attack you with no more forethought than the pleasure that we could inflict on each other. There’s a small part of me that would love to do that, but that other side is scratching at my conscience.”
“The day that you can finally shed that last layer of a normal existence is the day that you finally know who you are. I want to see you push past your own boundaries. To feel at ease and not care what others may think. Last night was a good step, but it was only one step in many. I’m a little surprised to see that you would be dressed like this, especially when we are having company.”
At the sound of his voice, the kitchen door opened and the chef came out with another one of the same dishes.
A man with long dark hair in a ponytail was walking through the door. He was dressed in the same fashion that anybody would be for dinner. He was not at all shocked by how Devlin was wearing his best birthday suit. He gave me this eye. I felt a little like crawling into a hole and covering the dirt over top of me.
“You…didn’t say anything about having ‘guests’.” The last word caught me by surprise.
The chef returned with two more cloches. He continued to bring more of them, until the table was surrounded by eight of the very same dishes that had graced my presence. There was a medley of voices and those women and men dressed to the nines came in like it was nothing to dine with a woman that was practically naked and a man that was naked.
“I never said that we weren’t having guests. I don’t think that introductions are needed. Names really don’t mean much around here.”
They were talking amongst themselves and I felt like a fly on the wall. I didn’t need or want to be there.
“I’m not comfortable with this, Devlin.” It didn’t look like he cared.
“I thought that you would enjoy a dinner party. You look like a trapped animal and having these guests here, should alleviate some of that fear.”
It might have, had I been wearing the same fashionable clothes that they were.
“Devlin, be nice to the girl. It’s not every day that you have men and women at the dinner table in this way. You sprung this on the poor girl and I think that you owe her some kind of apology.” This girl with the look of a seductress was trying to make me feel better.
I didn’t believe that he was the type of man to apologize, but he was shaking his head in the affirmative.
“I think that you might be right, Angelica, but I don’t think that I should be the one that makes the apology.”
The man with dark hair dropped his fork and showed a mock surprise for losing his cutlery. He slipped underneath the table and when he didn’t emerge right away, I got this sinking suspicion about what he was going to do.
“Don’t even think that you’re going to get away with this. I can’t just sit here and let him do this to me. This is taking things a little bit too far and I think you know that.” I said as I prepared to leave the room.
I started to get up with my ire rising by the second. He placed his hand in the air and then lowered slowly like he had control over my basic bodily functions.
“You will not embarrass me in front of my friends. This man is one of my dearest associates and I see no reason why he can’t show you some good will. There’s no reason to be a prude. You just started to show me that you can think outside the box,” Devlin said this with the look of someone that wasn’t going to let me ruin things.
I had my hands on the table willing myself to get up, but his tone had certainly put me in my place.
“I don’t want this.” I said it, but I wasn’t sure that I meant it.
“You will enjoy it and it’s not like I asked you to go down on him at the table. I could’ve easily done that, but I think it’s better this way.”
He had already primed me in the studio and even the slightest touch was going to set me off.
“I want to go on record to say that I’m protesting. I doubt that that’s going to mean much to you, but at least, I’m able to voice my displeasure.” I said as the hand touching my bare leg made me cringe.
The grazing motion of his fingers had certainly risen the temperature.
“These people are here at my request and Jacob was more than happy to play his role. The others are voyeurs. They like to watch and to deny themselves pleasure, until they are someplace private,” Devlin said this making it sound like something like this happened all the time.
He got up and walked towards where I was sitting. He stood behind me with his hands on my shoulders. He tried to pull down the straps of that negligee, but I was right there to stop him with my own hands on top of his. He moved my hands over to the table and laid them flat against the wood grain. I knew instinctively that he wanted me to keep them there and not to move a single solitary muscle.
“You’re going to pay for this.” At the sound of my outburst, the rest of the people around the table began to laugh like this was one big joke.
They turned abruptly with their eyes upon me. He once again pulled down what I was wearing, but this time, he wasn’t the only one that was seeing me like god had made me. He was certainly full of surprises. I was not sure if that was a good thing or bad thing.
He put his hands on my breasts, squeezing them and pulling at the nipples. Everybody was on the edge of their seat. It appeared that I was the entertainment for the evening.
“I want you to eat and experience the flavors, while at the same time being pleasured from below. I do hope that you like things that are spicy.” Devlin said with a smirk of satisfaction on his face.
I was about to reach for the fork, but he once again stopped me. I had no idea what was going on in his devious mind, until he dipped his cock into the food on my plate.
He scooped up some of the rice and the noodles, before presenting them to my mouth for consumption. I looked at him with shock, but then I found myself opening my mouth and using his cock, as my own personal utensil. He continued to feed me, while this man underneath the table was licking slowly up my leg. That sensation of chill ran through my bones, but there was also something more lurking underneath the surface.
Devlin was smiling and the guests were sitting there eating their food and watching out of the corner of their eyes.
“I can’t believe that you’re making me do this…MMMPPHHHHH.” He stuffed his cock into my mouth and the taste of his cream coated shaft, along with the food was like a creation onto itself.
“I told you that this week was going to be many firsts. You can easily get up and leave, but I think that deep down you like this more than you can admit to yourself.” Each time that he fed me from my plate, I could taste the secret sauce leaking from the tip of his organ. It made for an interesting meal.
I moaned around his knob. The man underneath the table was a consummate professional at serving a woman orally.
“I must say that you have outdone yourself this time, Devlin. This girl is a breath of fresh air. To see her deny that pleasure is almost, as delicious as seeing her give into it.”
Angelica was of African descent and her bronze skin was that of a natural
color from her homeland.
“I do hope that you save me just a little bit. I would hate to think that I came all the way out here for nothing.” The very thought of doing anything with a woman was not my idea of a good time.
“That’s entirely between you and this fresh face that I have captured for the world to see. When you leave here, I will give you a brief peek and you’ll see exactly what I mean about how she has changed significantly from the time that she placed her feet on this island.” Devlin was sounding more like an artist than a lover.
Each stroke with his cock in the food at the same time was making him lurch forward, until I was taking the full brunt of his instrument.
“I wouldn’t hold your breath…if… I was you.” I was being defiant, but I was losing my composure with them. The man between my legs was swiping his tongue up and down my slit too many times to count. He made a special trip around my clit, but only when I was unaware that it was going to happen. “I…I…MMMPPHHHHH.” I came with my mouth full. From the tip came an offering of a different kind for dessert.
Amazingly, he didn’t make any kind of sound, except for this low moan deep in his throat. Devlin’s seed was the perfect complement to the spicy food. I was almost like they were made for each other. The orgasm that I had just experienced was like the second coming. I felt like I had become alive, like my heart had just started to beat. For some reason. I had Devlin to thank for that.
The ebony goddess in question was now looking at me intently. I had this insane need to crawl over to her, but I convinced myself that I wasn’t that type of girl. The man that had given me such an explosive discharge was now coming out in exactly the same spot that he had slipped into the darkness. He dabbed his mouth with his napkin, before accosting the plate in front of him with his fork. He became ravenous, but he continued to look at me like I should be thanking him for something.
Devlin moved away with a string of his sticky self connected to my lip and to his cock at the same time. He broke that contact by continually moving backward, until it broke free on its own. He was smiling like an idiot and there was a small part of me that wanted to slap that smile off of his face.
“We should give the lady a moment to compose herself. We shall retire to the living room. Maybe we can convince her to join us. It’s entirely up to her. She can either stay in here or join us. I think that she’ll know the right decision and come to her senses,” Devlin said as he motioned for the guests to leave the dining room.
I could feel the trickle of my own juices going down the inside of my thighs. It was following a trail down my legs. That guy had the experience of a woman. I began to envision that he was one in a past life.
Eating my meal with a cock in hand was a little different, but something that I could say that I tried and would do again. I watched them file out one after the other, until that ebony princess was the only one that was in the room with me. She came over and lifted my chin, before kissing me for a solid 30 seconds. I was too exhausted to move and she could pretty much do what she wanted without any kind of fight from me.
Her lips smacked from my mouth “Yes, I do believe that we will be having some fun.”
Angelica walked out in that slinky black dress with diamonds adorning her skin that probably cost more than the national product of some third world country.
Chapter 12
I could’ve easily slipped past them and gone up to my room and locked the door behind me. They were smoking cigars and drinking brandy. I wanted to join them. I stepped into the room and nobody really paid me much mind, except for Devlin who was patting his lap like this was where I was supposed to sit.
“You know that I am a bit jealous that you have chosen another in my stead. It’s not easy to know that you can replace me with that of somebody that is new to the scene. I suppose I should be honored that you would allow me to see the girl that has captured your attention. I haven’t even been in your studio…this one must be very special to you.” That black goddess was talking about me like I wasn’t even there.
“You were exactly like her, Angelica. When you came to me three years ago, I was dealing with a meek and mild librarian. You had no real life experience and I took you underneath my wing and showed you this world that was lost to you. You blossomed into what you see here today. I was happy to introduce you to some of the elements. I enjoyed taking your hand and then watching, as you started to do some of these things on your own.”
Sitting there with his spent cock underneath me was only compounding the issue. His member was slowly awakening, opening up its one eye and finding the presence of a hot body to be to its liking.
“I have to say that the woman that I was before is nothing that I am today. I don’t shy away from new experiences. The wealth that I have garnered from some of my latest creations in fashion has afforded me the opportunity to live in the way that you introduced me to with open arms.”
I wanted to say something, but I was actually enjoying listening to their conversation. I became consciously aware that these people were once his subjects.
“I’ve seen the same trait in all of you that I see in Lucy. She has been hiding, but it’s time for her to finally embrace the darkness. She has that same spark that I have fanned into a flame. It’s not burning hotly enough for me, but I think in time it will.” Devlin made it sound like I was his pet project.
I moved awkwardly in his lap, which of course was making it look like I was giving him his own personal lap dance.
It was a little uncomfortable, but I started to realize that nobody was treating me like I was a sideshow attraction. They were happy just to converse. I learned from what they were saying that they had been where I was. It wasn’t like, I said much, but I was listening to every word that was being said. They had different stories about Devlin and I had to admit that hearing about his eccentric ways had made me more open to his unpredictable nature. His best friend Daniel was almost a carbon copy of himself. They could’ve been twins and they weren’t even related.
“I have enjoyed being roasted on a spit, but I think that time has finally gotten past us. Those of you that are staying are welcome to use the same room that you had before. Those of you that are leaving should be ready to get down to the dock. Having you all here to witness my latest discovery has shown me that you are still willing to put up with my outbursts. I think that you can all tell that I’m not on my medication anymore. I don’t feel right when I’m taking them. To be honest, I feel more like myself today than I have in some time.”
He had his hands wrapped around me like I was his possession or some kind of fragile doll that would break if he let me go. His excitement was still very evident. He made no bones about showing his stiff anatomy. Nobody ridiculed him or pointed. The only one that seemed to be vaguely interested was Angelica. She was the only one out of all of them that had consumed a little bit too much wine. I had a feeling that she was going to be an overnight guest. From what she said, I had a feeling that he had invited her to get to know me.
I feigned innocence, as they left the room leaving me in the presence of the only two that was staying overnight.
“It’s been a long evening. It’s been my pleasure to get to know your latest creation, Devlin. I do believe that I’m going to retire. I must say that coming here has rejuvenated my spirit. You always seem to have this way of making me remember that life doesn’t have to be about numbers and money all the time,” Daniel said as he walked by me with his hand making contact.
I couldn’t be sure if it was by accident or on purpose, but I had a feeling that it was of the latter. He smiled this evil little grin that made me think that he was up to something. I could tell that Daniel and Devlin had this connection almost like they were brothers.
It was like they could speak to each other in a different language than anybody else. Those knowing glances made me shiver and I really did feel like somebody knew something that I didn’t. That was not a nice feeling.
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�ll make sure that the chef has everything prepared for tomorrow morning. As always, the house and everything in it is for you to enjoy. It’s a pleasure to have you here again. It’s been too long since we’ve gotten together. I really don’t want months to go by without seeing your face or hearing your words of wisdom about my work.” Devlin must have respected this man’s opinion.
“It’s always my pleasure to see how your mind works, Devlin. I don’t think that I would have chosen this one for you, but who am I to say. You’re the one that has that eye for talent. You capture something in them that nobody else has been able to. You show the world that there’s more to what we see on the outside. You delve deep into their psyche and you pull out something that they don’t even know that they have. It’s fascinating, but also slightly unnerving that you can do that. I’ll see you in the morning.”
