by Mia Moore
Chapter 2: The Tour
Lotus continued typing for a few minutes while I stood before the desk in what was now, my office. I took a deep breath and forced a smile on my face. Patience Cerise. Learn the ropes and then establish the pecking order. Be nice. For now.
I walked around the spacious office taking in the details. There was a large window overlooking some sort of courtyard, surrounded by well manicured lawns. The walls were painted a ghastly shade of pink with a flowered paper border near the ceiling. Well, that would have to go. A small table with two upholstered chairs matched the paint color. Color that gone, as well. The desk was L shaped and golden oak. I could live with it.
I stood in front of the desk and cleared my throat. “I’m ready for the tour of the building.” I glanced at my watch with an exaggerated movement.
“Yes. Of course. But before we go there are a couple of documents which I will need you to sign.” She glanced at me with that ‘butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth’ smile, and opened one of the desk drawers.
She plucked out two documents and slid them across the table. “The first is a Confidentiality Agreement to protect the clients we serve. The second outlines the Terms of your Employment with Eros Inc, salary, the probationary period of six months, signing authority limits, etc. take a few minutes and read through them.” She turned back to her computer and resumed typing.
I shook my head and exhaled through my clenched teeth. Could she not have given me these when I first entered the office? The documents were straightforward and I scratched my signature at the bottom, sliding them back at her.
She rose to her feet. “I hope you don’t mind, if I continue using your office for another week. There are some loose ends I’d like to tie up.” She led the way through the doorway and turned to lock the door before continuing down the hall.
“Certainly. As long as you don’t mind working around the painters.” I returned the sweet smile.
She turned and looked at me dropping her head to the side, eyebrows furrowed.
“It’s a horrible color. Oops, I hope you didn’t pick it. That will have to be changed. What are these rooms we’re passing?” There were four wooden doors all closed.
“These are the guest rooms for private bookings.” She stopped and opened one.
I stepped into an opulent bedroom. There was a heavy four poster bed with a scarlet satin coverlet accentuated by many throw pillows in complimentary colors. A fireplace with an ornately carved wooden mantle surrounded it. A wing back chair and one of those odd curving chairs were placed nearby. I opened a door inside the room and saw an oversized bathtub and shower, along with toilet, bidet and sink. My eyebrows were high as my eyes widened looking around.
“Yes, it’s quite lovely isn’t it? All of the rooms are similarly furnished. The cost for a guest to book a room for the evening is seven hundred dollars. For non-members it’s one thousand.”
She continued along the hallway and started down the stairs. My hand glided along the polished wooden handrail as I once again admired the décor of the entranceway. At the bottom of the stairs she turned left and led me to a huge room with a bar that ran the entire length.
“This is the Great Room where our guests can enjoy a variety of play. It’s a fully equipped dungeon with a St. Andrew’s Cross, suspension bars, a medical table, a couple of spanking benches, a simian machine and of course a couple of swings.” She wandered around the room slowly gesturing to the various items that she had rhymed off like a grocery list.
My eyes felt like they might be riding on my cheekbones now, they were so huge. I followed her to the bar where two young men were working. Wow. Was it a hiring requirement that everyone who worked here had to be gorgeous or a total hunk?
“Eric, this is Cerise Morgan, the new manager. Cerise, Eric the head bartender and manager of the kitchen.” She stopped and smiled (genuinely this time) at Eric.
He reached his dark hand across the bar to shake mine. “Pleased to meet you Miss Morgan. Welcome aboard.”
I grasped his warm hand in both of mine and held it, looking him straight in the eye. “First of all, please call me Cerise. And thank you Eric. I look forward to getting to know you better.” I continued looking into his dark eyes, catching the broad shoulders in my peripheral vision. He continued smiling and then glanced at our hands.
Oops. It was hard to let go, mesmerized as I was by that smile and laughing crinkled eyes. Lotus gave me a dark look and led me farther down the bar to the other man.
“Cerise, this is Mason. He’s only been with us a few months and is working out well.” Lotus cleared her throat and Mason looked up from the rack of glasses he was setting out.
“Pleased to meet you, Ma’am.” His shirt sleeves were rolled up above his elbows and I couldn’t help but notice all the decorative tattoos on his forearm. His eyes were blue, set in a gaunt face. He pulled his lips back in a quick smile while his eyes roamed slowly over my face and chest.
It was my turn for my hand to be held a few moments more than necessary. I tugged gently and he winked at me. My eyes opened wide while Lotus touched my elbow guiding me away for the next part of the tour. That was one bad boy I’d keep an eye on.
“I would take you to the kitchen but I’m afraid they’re all too busy right now preparing tonight’s dinner. We’ll do introductions later. Right now I’m going to bring you to our uni-sex dressing room where our cast of characters are preparing for the evening. Ginger oversees this part of the operation.” She opened a door and we walked a couple of steps into a large dressing room. There was a counter running the length of the far wall, with chairs set out before it. Mirrors ran the length of it. A few women and two men were sitting in the chairs preparing their faces with make-up. Standing in front of lockers were women and men in various stages of undress. A couple of women must have arrived early because they were fully dressed in leather corsets that barely covered half of their ass. Their breasts, constrained in the tight fabric spilled over the cups at the top.
“You said cast of characters… Are they actors and actresses?” I looked from Lotus’s haughty face to the people preparing for the evening.
“Yes, there’s a dinner theatre and some of them will perform. But they will also circulate when the party begins, making themselves available to any client who wishes to engage their services.” Again that sickening smile.
“They’re prostitutes?” My voice was barely audible. I was one to cast judgment wasn’t I, after last night.
“No, of course not. They’re on salary here. And they’re not forced to be with anyone they don’t wish to be with. But, I think you’ll find when our clientele start arriving, that they’re very attractive and charming. I can only think of a couple of instances in the three years I’ve been here, that a staff member turned a client down. And that actually was because the client had too much to drink. In this kind of play there’s an element of danger. You need a clear head.”
“Hi again.” I felt a warm hand on my shoulder before I saw Ginger’s face.
“Hi. So, you run this part of it?” I couldn’t help almost laughing out loud it was so good to see a friendly face after spending time with Lotus.
“Actually it kind of runs itself. Wait now. I shouldn’t have said that to the new boss. I might want a raise at some point.” She raised her finger and bit down playfully on it.
“Ginger, you should take Cerise upstairs and help her into her outfit for the evening. I would suggest the black one.” She turned and left the room.
“Well, I bet that was fun.” Ginger’s eyebrows were high, a broad grin on her face.
“Yeah, just like swimming with an eel would be fun. C’mon. I can’t wait to see my outfit for tonight”
She held up a finger and turned to face the men and women in the room. “Hey! Listen up Unicorns. This is the new manager, Cerise Morgan.” She turned and her arm drew me forward to face the crowd who became silent.
Ooo, I wasn’t prepared for all of the
eyes watching me. My face was warm and I gulped raising a hand that had suddenly gone sweaty. I smiled in what I hoped was an endearing one and fluttered my fingers.
“Don’t worry, she’s cool.” Ginger bent her arm, pulling me close to her.
Some of the men and women said hi and all were smiling at me. It was obvious that they liked and trusted Ginger. If I was okay in her view, then they were fine with that. Whatever tension and office politics Nick and Dev had hinted were going on at Eros Inc., Ginger and her staff, weren’t part of it.
We left the room and crossed the foyer to wait for the elevator. I looked at her as she pushed the button summoning the lift. “Thanks Ginger for the warm welcome with your staff and the vote of confidence.”
She tucked a stray fiery lock of hair behind her ear and turned her head to look at me. “I meant it. I’m a pretty good judge of character. You may be young and inexperienced in running a club like this, but you’ll learn fast. I trust Nick and Dev’s judgment. You’re a breath of fresh air. Just what this club needs.”
The elevator arrived and we stepped inside. “Thanks. With your help, I think I’ll get up to speed. You called your staff ‘Unicorns’. Is that their acting name?”
“Yes and no. It refers more to their role once the party gets underway—joining anyone who would like another partner. We fulfill fantasies here, both at the parties and in private bookings. You and I will be working closely to organize the private play.” She stood still waiting for me to leave first when we arrived at the floor.
“That sounds like fun, setting up fantasies and such.” I slipped my finger into my bra and removed the key tucked there, to unlock the door to my apartment. “I’m a little nervous about tonight. I’ve read about BDSM of course, but I’ve never experienced it.” I stepped into the apartment and went into the kitchen. This was going to take some liquid courage.
Chapter 3: Lesson Two –Womanly Charms
I opened the fridge and just as I’d hoped, there was a bottle of white wine tucked in among an abundance of food. Did they think they were feeding a lumberjack? “Would you like a glass?” I opened the cupboard and got two glasses down.
“Just half for me thanks. I’m working and I’ll be the one escorting you tonight.”
I stopped, and lifted the bottle top high, before the second glass was full. I thought that Nick would be escorting me. He said he’d see me tonight. I turned and handed Ginger the glass, forcing a smile to hide my disappointment. I must not have done a very good job.
“Hey, I’m a great date you know. Very sexy and attentive. And I won’t get fresh unless you want me to.” Her fingers brushed along the top of my hand as she took the glass from me.
My eyes darted to hers. Was she coming on to me? Her gaze dropped to my lips and back to my eyes as her lips parted slightly. I stopped breathing as a bolt of excitement shot straight from my stomach to my clit.
“I’ve never been with a woman. I’m not gay.” I looked into her eyes wondering what it would be like. I liked her and she was really pretty.
“I’m not gay either. Being with a woman is totally different.” Her hand rose and she ran the back of her fingers down the side of my cheek, continuing down my throat to the edge of my dress.
My eyes were wide as she leaned forward and kissed me. Her mouth was soft, the kiss like the touch of a butterfly on a flower. Her tiny tongue teased the inside of my parted lips. I was conscious of other lips in my body, wondering what that mouth would feel like there.
I gasped as her hand slid inside my dress, past my bra and rubbed my nipple. Her thumbnail scratched lightly across the surface, teasing. I moaned as a thrill of pleasure tingled in my pussy. Her head drew back a little leaving me breathless, wanting more of her.
“Come. You may be my boss, but right now, I’m your teacher. You’re ready to lose your girl cherry.” She held my hand and led me to the bedroom.
Her hand was soft like my own. I had always wondered what it would be like making love to a woman. Eros Inc. was a whole new world to me. A world, where my most forbidden fantasies were coming to life.
I stood beside the bed facing her, wondering what she would do next, my heart beating hard in my chest. Her hands laced through my hair and cupped my head. I closed my eyes when her lips once more met mine. This time her kiss was more urgent, her tongue tempting and teasing mine. With a shudder, any reticence I had felt, melted. My hands brushed against the fabric of her dress reaching for her breasts. They were soft, yet the nipples were hard nuggets in my palm. Her breath hitched and she broke the kiss.
Her hands were on the hem of my dress lifting it up past my stomach and then over my head. I stood before her my chest heaving in the lacy demi bra, panties and stockings. Her fingers reached around and unhooked the bra as her mouth trailed soft kisses along my neck, pausing to tongue the curve of my neck and shoulder. My head fell back allowing her mouth access to the spot that drove me wild. Oh God, her mouth was hot…so soft.
Her fingers rubbed and toyed with my nipples. New threads of pleasure raced through me, as her fingernails scrapped the tips. The sensation was indescribable, making me so wet and longing for more.
Yes. Her hands slid my panties past my hips and over my thighs. I arched when her fingers touched my clit, slipping teasingly soft, over the hood. I pressed into her, urged her for more. She smiled and her breath was filled with lust as her fingers slid up to my chest, and pressed me down onto the bed. I stepped out of my panties and laid down on the cool, satin surface, watching her.
She lifted her dress over her head and tossed it with mine. What a body-- incredibly smooth flat stomach, slender hips and long shapely legs. When she unhooked her bra and tossed it aside, my eyes were riveted to her breasts. They were high and large, topped with dark, button nipples. What would it be like to take those nipples in my mouth and suck them? I couldn’t wait.
Her hand lowered the lacy thong she was wearing and she shimmied out of it, again making those amazing breasts jiggle and tempt me. She slipped her heels off and placed her knee on the bed beside me opening her legs wide for a second. Her pussy was shaven clean with a ring in one of her labia lips.
She lay beside me and kissed me long and deep, her fingers running from my throat to my nipple. She pinched it hard and I moaned, opening my legs wider. Her fingers slowly traced the line between my ribs, across my stomach and lower until she touched my clit. She rolled the ball of her finger over it for a few seconds.
“Oh God, that’s nice…” I sighed into her ear. My hips rocked up, tilting and opening myself for more of her touch. She was driving me wild.
I slipped my hand under her arm, reaching for her breasts, filling my hand with her soft flesh and kneading it. My hand slid down her side and waist and in between her slightly parted legs. This was the first time I had ever touched a woman’s body. Her skin was like velvet. My fingers were now on her pussy, seeking to part her lips and explore. Her clit was hard, protruding above the silky, wet skin. I drew my finger slowly up stimulating the soft underside to the tiny top, and heard her sigh of pleasure.
“That’s right. Soft and slow for now.” She whispered in my ear.
We touched each other’s clits, teasing softly. I arched up eager for more. Her fingers slid into me, pumping softly, cupping forward. It was a sensation I’d never felt before. She must be touching my G spot. And I had thought that was a myth invented by men. My body writhed under her expert touch.
She sat up and shifted on the bed moving lower, kissing my thighs. I bent my knees spreading myself open to her. It was torture when she kissed the inside of my thighs making her way to the spot where I wanted her to feel her mouth.
“Ahhh….” I arched up as her hot mouth kissed and licked my clit. Her fingers once more entered me, touching my G spot while she licked my clit. I cried out, pressing her head to me harder. I fisted her hair, pumping upward for more of her fingers to enter me, crushing my clit against her tongue. Oh God! The orgasm went on and on, spreading th
rough my whole body.
I gasped and flopped back onto the bed, releasing her head. My God. She had taken everything out of me. If that was what it was like having a woman pleasure me, I’ve been missing half the fun! Bring it on.
She rose and kissed me softly. My juices were on her tongue and lips. I tasted and smelled myself on her and met her tongue eagerly. She leaned back on the bed, waiting. Her eyes were half closed and she slowly spread her legs, watching me. Would I be able to give her an orgasm even half as good as she had given me?
I rose and took one of her breasts in my hand, pulling it upward, kneading, teasing the nipple with my fingernail. Leaning over, I ran my tongue over the hard surface, playing with her breasts for a few minutes not only enjoying the feel, the taste and the spicy scent of her skin but also to tease her a bit—make her want it more.
I ran my tongue down her stomach ending at her mound before moving my body to kneel between her legs. With the tip of my tongue, I touched her firm bud of pleasure and heard her gasp. Her smell was musky, while her taste was sweet. I wanted more. I circled her clit softly with my tongue, then licked it lovingly. My fingers slid in her wetness to her opening. I eased all of my fingers in, cupping upward as she had done to me.
Her hips rolled as I finger fucked her, sucking her nub. I could hear her breathing quicken even as her hips rolled faster. My head moved with her, sucking and licking. My fingers strained upward, I slipped my thumb in as well. Her muscles contracted on my hand and her wet juice flowed.
Her body bucked and her legs cupped my back. Her head rolled from side to side moaning softly.
Her torso strained up off the bed and she placed her hands on both sides of my face. “Stop. No more. You made me come. I’m too sensitive now.”
I smiled and rose to lie beside her. Her arm went around me and she pulled me close. “I’m going to enjoy teaching you. For a first time being with a woman, I’d give you an A plus.” She kissed my lips and then drew my bottom lip in between her teeth biting it softly.