by Anna Collins
They were talking about me like I wasn’t even in the room. It reminded me of the dinner party and how the guests had gone about their business, even though I was completely naked and at the mercy of their very salacious stares.
“I do see that she has become something more than what she was. It’s in the eyes. She allows us to treat her like she’s the canvas and the art is what we are adorning her body with. I wonder if you remember Vienna,” She said as she made a point not to make eye contact with Devlin.
“I see where you’re going with this, but are you sure that she’s ready for something like that. I know that I have introduced her to something along those lines by feeding her with my cock. What you’re suggesting is taking that a little bit further,” He said with his hand moving erratically around my body like some kind of mad genius.
“I think that if she’s willing to have me here that she might be open to it,” She said as she looked me in the eyes.
I wanted to say something but hearing them converse like this made me feel like I was hiding in a corner and listening in on their private thoughts. It was kind of unnerving, but also intoxicating.
“I guess we will have to see. Like I’ve already told you, I’m not going to do anything against her will. She has accepted my body that first night and she even gave in to the need to be consumed by Daniel. Those are very big steps for a woman such as her. You might be right and pulling off the band aid quickly is a lot more humane than doing it slowly,” He said with his eyes alive and roaming them freely over my body.
“I think you know this, but I would like to reiterate that this is going to be one of your masterpiece achievements. I wonder what price it will fetch in the market. I might just have to throw my own bid into the mix. The private auction is going to show her journey. There won’t be anyone in attendance that won’t be truly amazed by her transformation,” Angelica said as she dabbed a bit more paint on the pointed end of my nipples.
She stood back and raised her two hands in the air like she was taking a photograph. I had no idea what I looked like, but I was slightly anxious to find out. I looked down at the intricate designs that they had depicted on my skin through their own imagination.
It brought to mind when people got high in the sixties and decided to express themselves with painting each other’s bodies. It was a testament to their freedom of expression.
“If you don’t mind, I would really like to see this in its entirety.” My request was responded by Devlin motioning with his head for me to go into the hallway where there was a mirror situated.
I stepped from the pedestal and it wasn’t lost on me that they were most likely staring at me from behind. It kind of gave me a giddy thrill to stand there and then walk away for their obvious pleasure.
I didn’t show it, but my legs were trembling from a slight graze of those bristles on their brushes. They hadn’t even touched me with their hands. I figured it was that anticipation that they were going to that had my blood pumping and my pulse racing.
“Don’t be too long. What we just did there was only to get things started. I’m still going to need you for the next half an hour. I’m sure that you are giving me some kind of face, but you did agree to this, as per the terms of getting that money.” He was right and I had no reason to complain.
I stepped out into the hall and I thought that I was going to see a different interpretation in both of their brushstrokes. What I saw instead was a cohesive and unified collaboration. The lines seemed to merge into something special and my body really did look like it was a work of art all on its own.
I went back in and stood exactly in the same spot that I had before. I knew that they were waiting for me to say something, but I wasn’t going to give them the satisfaction. If they wanted to know, they could always ask. I was kind of hoping that they would feel a need to leave it alone for the time being.
He once again went into this fugue state where he was mumbling Italian and having some sort of fit with the brushes. This was his creative mind at work and then he collapsed on a chair behind him. He had his head thrown back. His eyes were closed with his chest rising and falling with each breath.
He didn’t say anything, but he did move one of his hands in a dismissive gesture. I wanted to reach out to him, but Angelica was right there to pull me away before I had done anything that would make him feel uncomfortable.
“If I’m going to be the director this evening, then I will need you to wear something special. It’s on your bed waiting for you and I do hope that it’s in your size,” Angelica said as she whistled and placed her hands behind her back.
Her high and mighty attitude had me mildly curious. I showed that by racing up the stairs and running down the hallway with my bare feet making contact with the wood floor. I had my hand on the knob going into my room, but for some unknown reason, I had decided to stop and prolong the anticipation a little bit longer.
“I didn’t take you for that kind of girl,” The chef said, as he carried his apron in his hands.
I wanted to question him on what he meant by that, but I had a feeling that I was about to find out for myself. Not breathing at all, I opened the door and I stared at this garment lying there like some alien entity.
Chapter 19
On the bed were three separate items made completely of leather in various colors. I stared at them for quite some. I couldn’t quite believe that they would even think that I would consider wearing something like this. The black leather gloves were the only things that were tame about this ensemble.
I picked up the red leather bustier. It would’ve been considered risqué, as it was, but the strategic cuts where the nipples were going to poke out were something else entirely.
The dark blue leather boy shorts had this zipper from the top of the crotch all the way back. It would expose me in a way that I had never been before.
The leather choker with the spikes was supposed to affix around my neck. The leash lying there beside it was to make me abide by the rules of sexual engagement. There was also a note. I had this feeling that she was about to give me a brief glimpse of what this evening would entail.
The parchment was yellow and had the look of age that was appropriate for the type of surroundings that I had found myself in.
“Lucy, I know that this may not be something that you’ve tried before, but I really want you to remain with an open mind. To help you to feel more comfortable, tonight you will be the main course.”
I didn’t like the sound of that. It had me anxious and full of trepidation. I picked out a green dress the color of my favorite piece of jewelry the Emerald.
I looked out the window and I could see that Angelica I had taken full advantage of the amenities. She was swimming nude and doing the lap after lap. It gave me the impression that she had been no stranger to competing in the past. That would certainly make sense by the way that her body was sculpted.
I found myself going out to join her and then dropping that dress and giving her a run for her money. I was no stranger to swimming. It was one of my favorite pastimes growing up. I think that she took what I did, as a personal challenge. We were pushing each other and I could tell that neither one of us were going to back down.
“You can’t possibly think that you can beat me,” she said as she moved away from me with her arms moving with the grace of some underwater creature.
I didn’t say anything and I wanted my actions to speak louder than words. I found that little girl deep down where I had her caged in a way that she wouldn’t be able to see anything that I was doing this week. She was an innocent lamb and I had led her to the slaughter.
I was breaking out of captivity and letting my heart go wild like a warrior. There were still moments that I felt like he was going too far. I may have thought twice about him bringing me here, but so far I had gone through with everything. It wasn’t without a cautious thought.
“I can see that you are losing steam,” I said as I splashed in the water
with the feeling of competition running through my veins.
I could see that she was having a hard time keeping up. It actually did my heart proud to know that for this one time that I had turned the tables in my favor.
When I beat her by a few strides, she showed that she was not exactly a good loser. She showed no sportsmanship, as she climbed out and grabbed her towel, before stalking off. She gave me one more glance over her shoulder and that was when I realized that I might have gone a little too far.
She was after all the one that was going to be directing and she might find this a good reason to force my feet off the ground metaphorically speaking. I felt like I was walking on a tightrope wire and that I really shouldn’t look down to see that there was no net to capture me, if I were to fall.
I dried off with a fluffy white terry cloth towel, before grabbing for my dress and finding that it wasn’t there. She’d taken the one thing to cover my shame. Thankfully I still had the towel that barely covered what I considered to be my prominent assets.
I tucked it between my breasts. The buoyancy of my chest was keeping it up.
I walked through the door and was heading off to my room to gain my independence back by putting on another dress. I was stopped at the bottom of the stairs by Devlin wearing this tuxedo. He really did clean up well. His hair was slicked back. He had this old style that was making a comeback.
“I know that supper is going to be served. I just need to find something appropriate to wear,” I said as he continued to hold my elbow with the insistence of someone that wasn’t going to allow me to leave his presence.
“Lucy, what you’re wearing right now is perfectly acceptable. In fact, I think that we can loose this,” He said as he flicked the towel from between my breasts. It fell to my feet, until he was dragging me along in his wake into the dining room.
I went to sit down, but he motioned with his head that I should crawl up onto the table. Lining the length of that table were many delights, not to mention Angelica looking like the cat that ate the canary.
“I want you to lie down on your back with your arms out and your legs spread slightly,” Devlin said as he looked at Angelica with this glance that told me that they had both come up with something.
I looked at him to see if he was serious and then I shrugged my shoulders and decided to play along. I lie down waiting for more guests to arrive, but it appeared that this was supposed to be an intimate evening between the three of us.
“Let us begin,” Angelica said as she picked up some rice with her hands and began to sprinkle it over my body.
This was followed by some kind of sticky red sour sauce that stuck to my skin. Once they had started, things progressed, until I was turned into a human buffet for the both of them to consume. I had an egg roll strategically placed on my navel. There were strings of roast beef along both sides of my body. My two legs had dollops of whipped cream topped with strawberries.
There was an assortment of fresh fruit that complimented the dishes perfectly. I felt like we weren’t alone. I looked back to see that the chef was standing there like some kind of soldier in training. His rigid posture gave the impression of the royal guard standing and not moving for hours.
I turned to find Devlin taking photos with the flash of an old style camera. I was the subject for debate. I actually found the idea of them eating the stuff off of me something that was making me ache for them to begin. He was literally pulling the devil out of me.
I had no doubt that they had plans to make me feel things through the night.
“I would tell you to take a picture and it will last longer, but apparently you’ve already thought of that. What are you both waiting for? I think that you can agree that it’s best served hot,” I said as I tried to stay still and not ruin the masterpiece that they had created with their own hands.
“I do believe that we have been given an engraved invitation. As she has already said, what are we waiting for?” Devlin said with his mouth salivating with his tongue licking across his lips with the need to feed.
They both converged by climbing onto the table and making their way over to the center where I lay waiting with my skin on fire and my mind a blaze with what this could possibly feel like.
Angelica was leaning over top of me, until she was pushing her tongue into the two meat pies that were over my breasts. Thankfully, it was not scalding hot. The contents were steaming, but I think my body was scorching in comparison.
She did not stop, until she found her way through the pastry and then grabbed onto that very hard bud with her teeth. As I moaned, I could also feel Devlin’s making a circuit of my toes that were covered with some kind of salsa mix. The feeling was indescribable. I had a feeling that my body was theirs to play with, as they saw fit.
“This is exactly like Vienna,” Angelica said with her mouth full of a combination of potatoes, chicken and other vegetables mixed in for good measure.
“I think that we have done better than Vienna, Angelica.” Devlin followed up that statement with his teeth nipping the inside of my thigh. They both avoided the strategically placed spring rolls between my legs. They met at the middle and they shared the egg roll at my navel in a way that was indicative of that movie lady and the tramp.
He was definitely my teacher and he was showing me the ropes. He had been filling my head with fantasies and then making some of his own reality.
They were both dressed like they were going to some soiree. Seeing them that way and having me open to their explorative tongues wouldn’t be for everybody. I had been waiting all my life to see what I could be and with each day that past it seemed that time was not on my side. I was trying to let him know without saying the words that he could catch me and that I wasn’t about to run away.
I think that he was tired of wasting his time. He had definitely lost his mind, but I don’t think that was a new occurrence.
They finished with the egg roll and they continued to ignite my body with little flicks of their tongues. She was lapping at that sour sauce and he had now started to munch on not only the spring rolls, but the sweet succulent pink meat underneath.
“You’ve definitely turned this around and maybe I should have expected something like this from…the both of…YOUUUUU,” I said as I grinded against his face with my legs spread. I was being very careful not to ruin dessert.
“Breaking you in hasn’t been easy, but I think that it has been well worth the effort. You had every right to say no at any time and there would’ve been nothing that I could do about it. I know that you weren’t very happy about what Daniel did, but I think deep down your body was telling you something different,” Devlin said as he ran his finger down to the opening and began to pry open the gates.
“Devlin’s right and I think that you knew that you had the power in your hand, but you didn’t want to use it,” Angelica stated with her mouth near mine and then she was kissing me.
Her tongue was active and then she pulled away like it was nothing to kiss another girl.
They continued, until they were down to the only part of the meal that had not been devoured. They both moved to either side of me and they began to eat the strawberries and whipped cream, until they were meeting once again in the middle. This time, it was their tongues working together. It was interesting to feel both of their techniques working at the same time.
I’d already came once and I had a feeling that the second one was going to be almost, as strong as the first one. It might even take my breath away, but I suppose I would find out.
Angelica was concentrating on my clit, pulling it in and out of her mouth like I would probably do while going down on a man. She was doing her best to make me believe that a woman really did have the roadmap to a woman’s pleasures.
Not to be outdone, Devlin was spearing his tongue in and out of me. One of those things would’ve been enough, but the combination of both at the same time was something that my body wasn’t used to or ready for.
I was not crying for yesterday and somehow I had survived everything that they had thrown at me and then some. I was trying to make my way in this ordinary world. I was learning that life had more to offer than what I was willing to entertain.
I had this vacuum in my heart and for whatever reason that I couldn’t even comprehend at the time, Devlin and Angelica was making me see that it was best to be in the present and no worry about anything else.
“My god… You two are an amazing team and…and… I don’t think that anybody would be able to withstand this kind of torture for long… YESSSSSS,” I screamed with my toes pointed to the ceiling.
My entire body was living for today and forgetting about tomorrow or even the past from where I came from. Nothing mattered, as I shuddered underneath their touch and the scalding feeling of their tongues making me believe that one was good, but two was even better.
I lost myself in a pleasure that a woman could only dream of. Each time that I moaned it was echoing a little bit more than before.
