by Robin Roseau
“All right. Olivia spent months seducing me.”
“It wasn’t months.”
I told the story of the council, and the first time I had been pacified. I told them how I felt afterwards. Then I told of meeting Bee and Dee, and how fascinated I was by them, and how sweet they were to me. I explained the massage. And then I explained the beginning of the events on my 21st birthday.
“I love that game,” Dee said. “She begged and begged.”
“Lady Olivia didn’t need to do it that way,” I said. “She could have simply drugged me. Instead, she seduced me to the idea, with help from Bee and Dee. I don’t know if it would have been so easy for me to decide, if not for them.” I inclined my head to both of them. “Afterwards, we dressed in bathrobes, and Olivia told me the things we’ve explained to you tonight. I offered myself to her that evening.”
“We’ve done this in a different order,” Olivia said. “You have come to us as a group, and you will experience the evening as a group. But perhaps we will do things differently than I did with Claary. Come.”
* * * *
The ballroom had been transformed into a sort of spa. It was the only room in the house large enough to accommodate all of us and all the equipment. There were four massage tables, and I wondered where Olivia had acquired the other two. There were sofas and a variety of chairs I didn’t fully understand, not immediately. All this had been set up while we’d been at dinner then in the parlor.
In the center of the room was the bench used for the enslavement process.
Along the wall to our right were several clothing racks. Olivia led the way. Bee and Dee were focusing on Amber and Yelshie, so I whispered to La-la and Ti-ti, “Go help Olivia change.”
Olivia had already started, but she accepted help from my slaves. They saw to Olivia, and then five of them helped with Amber and Yelshie.
At that, I led my household forward. Slip and Sari helped me, and then, now in my bathrobe, I turned to my volunteers. I stepped to Rishia first and caressed her cheek. “Do not be frightened.”
She looked me in the eye. “I’m not. Are you going to have them seduce me?”
I smiled. “There is ample time for that.” I nodded. La-la and Ti-ti stepped up behind her, and as I held her gaze, they undressed her before slipping her into a robe. I tied the belt for her, and then Kylia stepped up.
“Claary,” she said. “Do you think you could kiss me?”
“I think I could,” I said. I stepped forward and then gently pulled her to me. I kissed her, sweetly at first, then with more hunger. And as I did so, Slip and Sari pulled her clothing from her and gave her a robe. Once done, I took one hand of each and led them to Olivia, now watching from the side, also holding the hands of her volunteers. My household collected around us.
We watched the others change. I asked Olivia, “Did you want to borrow two?”
“We’re good,” she replied.
“You could have included more of yours.”
“I’m not Jessla,” she said. “Or you. I don’t rotate my slaves.” She had household slaves now, but they wore blue and without any red. And so I nodded.
“Why did Kylia get a kiss, and I didn’t?” Rishia asked.
I laughed and gave her a little kiss, then whispered to her how excited I was and thanked her for this gift she was giving me. She clung to me for a moment, and then we returned to holding hands.
She squeezed quite tightly, with her second hand clutching my arm.
“We’re going to accept simple pleasures for perhaps three quarters of an hour,” Olivia announced. She explained the various choices and then invited us to choose. I smiled and glanced at Gigi, then I led my charges to two of the chairs. Gigi brought Melartine to a third.
They were simple chairs, but comfortable. Rishia and Kylia were both clearly nervous, but we began putting them at ease. Rather than accepting my own attention, I helped. We brushed their hair. I put a slave to massaging each hand and another to pampering their feet. I moved back and forth, offering touches, and even kneeling down and massaging their feet. Rishia giggled nervously when I kissed her toes. “I thought that was my job.”
“You have lovely toes,” I told her.
“What about my toes?” Kylia asked.
“Yours are also lovely,” I said. “Let the girls soothe you.”
“I’m trying,” she whispered.
From time to time, I glanced around. Gigi was treating Melartine not all that differently than I was treating Kylia and Rishia, although in her own style. Lassa had Tressain on one of the massage tables, and I smiled when I saw that she’d been secured there. The woman wasn’t struggling, and from time to time, I heard a moan of pleasure.
Olivia surprised me. The five of them were seated together, all in a clump, holding and touching each other, talking quietly, and from time to time, looking about. Amber and Yelshie both looked a little overwhelmed, but accepting.
From time to time, they took kisses from Dee or Bee, and from time to time, they initiated the kisses. I thought it was sweet.
I moved to Kylia, stepping behind her then leaning over to whisper into her ear. “You are quite lovely. Did you know? I have an ear fetish.” Then I began nibbling at it. She giggled nervously, but she also cocked her head, giving me easier access to do what I was doing. I teased the ear for a minute, then she looked over her shoulder at me.
“I do not believe this story about an ear fetish.”
“In reality, I have a fetish for any parts I can take into my mouth,” I told her. “Ears, fingers, toes.” Then I reached down and caressed the skin showing at the base of her neck, letting my fingers tease inside just slightly.
At that, she freed her hand from Sari and pressed it against mine, trapping it for a moment. She looked at me, her eyes flickering. I paused to see what she would do. She held my hand still for a moment, pressed against the top of her chest. And then she freed her other hand. With both, she clasped mine.
And slowly pushed it lower, inside the robe.
“Close your eyes,” I ordered. She did, and I leaned back, nuzzling her so she looked forward. I whispered into her ear. “Let me do what I want,” I told her. “Give your hands back to Sari and Ti-ti.”
She paused and then slowly relaxed. Sari and Ti-ti reclaimed her hands. I teased the tops of Kylia’s breasts, but that was all. Instead, I spoke into her ear. “If you are frightened, I can take your fear away.”
“I don’t want to be drugged,” she said. “That’s what you mean, isn’t it?”
“Yes. It’s easier that way, Kylia.”
She shook her head slightly.
And then Dee was there. I hadn’t noticed her approach. But she offered two blindfolds to me. I smiled and took them, throwing one over my shoulder. Dee moved on, but she’d be back shortly.
“I’m going to blindfold you now,” I said.
“I want to watch,” Kylia said.
“Fight me, and I will pacify you, Kylia,” I said. “Do you understand?”
“I won’t fight.”
“Good.” I covered her eyes. When I looked, Rishia was watching me, but she held quite still as I tied the cloth in place. When I looked around, the others, excepting Pelnie, were being treated similarly.
Olivia, Dee, and Bee were tying Amber and Yelshie. I distracted Rishia and Kylia, working back and forth between them, making promises to take care of them, assuring them they’ve never been as happy as I was going to make them.
And then Dee was back, offering ropes to me. I took as many as I thought I would need. I passed out the ropes to my slaves but told them to wait a minute. Then I told my volunteers, “We’re going to do something a little startling, then we’re going to go back to pampering you. Relax. Girls, their arms first, to the arms of the chair.”
Neither of them fought, although Rishia tightened when she realized what we were doing. I wrapped my arms around her and nuzzled her ear, speaking soothingly, and not once did she outright struggle.
> It wasn’t at all the first time my slaves had tied someone. They had tied me plenty of times after being given permission to do anything they wanted to me. They knew what they were doing, and when I looked around, it was clear the others all did as well.
* * * *
It was some time later that Olivia announced, it is time.
“Why are we tied and blindfolded?” Melartine asked.
Olivia looked at me, and so I said, “The first time, if you are not raised to this, can be shocking. I do not want this time spoiled for Rishia and Kylia, and I believe the others here feel the same way.”
“If any of you struggle to accept,” Olivia announced, “You will be pacified. We will allow you to watch, but if you do, you will probably be shocked.”
“I do not want this spoiled for Rishia and Kylia,” I said.
“It won’t be,” Olivia replied. She gestured, and I saw that Marda and Bess weren’t alone. We had a detachment of troops, and I was sure they were ready to subdue and pacify anyone who required it. And so I nodded.
“Claary,” Olivia said. “Would you like to begin?”
“I haven’t done a First before, Lady Olivia.”
“No, but it’s the same.”
I nodded then kissed one cheek on each of my volunteers. I straightened and said, “Lady Olivia, I have opinions.”
“I know you do. I value your opinions, Claary.”
“I believe it is a mistake to let anyone watch for the first. Let them see she is unharmed, if they want to watch after. But I know I could not have watched my first and remained calm. These women are family, mothers, sisters, daughters, cousins. You remember my reaction with Lisbon and Mother, and that was well after my experiences with you.
“I do.”
“It may be that some of them would be best to pacify immediately. I know it made it easier to accept my first, but there is a part of me that wishes I’d known what was happening and could have freely accepted without the drug.”
“Is it that shocking?” Tressain asked, now on her back but secured to the massage table.
“Yes,” I said. “It is actually far harder to watch than to experience.” I paused. “Tressain, we are about to make love to each of you, and as we do so, we invoke magic.”
“While we’re tied like this?” she asked after a pause.
“While you are tied,” I said. “But not like this. Another way.”
“It’s wonderful,” Li-li said. “It’s so wonderful. The first I watched were three women, and I only barely knew one and didn’t know the other two at all. It was disturbing.”
Around the room, the rest of us agreed.
“This is different for us who grew up with this,” Olivia said. “On this, I accept the wisdom of Claary.”
“Make it their choice,” Jessla said.
“I do not want this ruined for mine,” I stated again. I was worried of poor reactions, of people protesting if there are struggles.
“I wish to watch,” Tressain said. “And I will not ruin it, but I may end up closing my eyes.” She tipped her head. “If I begin to respond poorly, Lassa, you may use the drug, but I don’t think I want to take it while on my back like this.”
“We’ll move you to one of the chairs, then,” Lassa said. “Claary?”
“Mine will remain blindfolded until it is their turn,” Olivia declared.
Melartine turned her head towards Gigi. “Please remove my blindfold.”
“Are you sure?” The woman nodded, and so Gigi slowly removed the blindfold. Melartine blinked a few times and then said, “Please do not let me ruin this for my daughter.”
Gigi nodded then used two fingers to lift the woman’s chin. She bent and offered a long, slow, sweet kiss. When she straightened, she looked directly at Marda, who stepped forward with one of the small flasks. She handed it to Gigi, who showed it to Melartine before setting it aside. “I’ll take care of you.”
“Claary,” said Lassa. “Perhaps decide what you are going to do. I’m going to move Tressain.”
And so I knelt down, even with both of my slaves. I whispered to Kylia, although I knew Rishia would hear. “How is your mother doing?”
“She’s on the edge of panic.”
I nodded and squeezed her hand for a moment. Then I gestured to Gigi before stepping away. My lover followed me, and I turned to her and then said quietly, “Kylia thinks Melartine is going to panic.”
“I’m going to have her drugged before you barely begin. Do Kylia first.”
“That’s what I was thinking, too. Don’t even hesitate, Gigi.”
“I won’t.”
“Thank you.” I kissed her quickly. We nodded to each other, and I returned to my volunteers. “Rishia, I am going to do Kylia first. Gigi is ready to see to her mother. I think it’s likely you’re going to need to be drugged if I let you watch.”
“I won’t,” she said. She grinned. “It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve seen Kylia tied.”
“Hey!” Kylia complained. “I was eleven.”
“Excuse me?”
“Oh, it was completely innocent,” Rishia said.
“It wasn’t at all innocent,” Kylia complained. “Rishia and her friends tricked me.”
“You were being a little shit,” Rishia said. “And deserved it.”
“They tickled me so much I made a mess,” Kylia complained.
“Eww,” I said.
“We should have taken her seriously when she warned us,” Rishia said. “I got into so much trouble.”
“Which you richly deserved.”
“Mother made me buy her a whole new outfit.”
“Which I wore every chance I got,” Kylia said. She smiled. “Let her watch if she wants to watch, but I think you should gag her instead.”
“I’m not gagging anyone,” I said. But I turned to Rishia and gently removed the blindfold. Then I kissed her cheek and said, “You have to trust us. I imagine that’s a little difficult, but you’re going to love it when it’s your turn, once I get you calmed down again.” I smiled against her ear. “You understand what I’m about to do, don’t you? I’m going to take your cousin and tie her in a new position. And then I’m going to make very, very complete love to her. She’ll be begging and begging before I’m done. Then the magic will enter her, and before I release her, she’ll be my slave. And then I’m going to do it again, but to you.”
Rishia’s lips parted and her eyes closed as I told her what I was going to do. I offered more details. At one point her eyes opened widely, and she turned to me, but then she smiled. “Then I think you should kiss me first.”
And so I did. I kissed her, and they Kylia.
And then I asked Sari and La-la to help me with Kylia. “The rest of you may stay and play with Rishia, but gently only.”
I kept Kylia blindfolded. We untied her and then helped her to stand. Sari and La-la each took a hand, and we led her to the bench. I looked around. Everyone was watching, except Amber and Yelshie, who were both still blindfolded.
Dee and Bee were clearly aroused, and when I looked more closely, I could see most of the slaves were excited for the upcoming events. And Gigi had that look, too.
Sari and La-la held Kylia’s arms. I moved behind her, pressing against her back, pressing her against the bench, and said, “The first part isn’t hard, but then it becomes disturbing for a while. I’ll take very good care of you, Kylia.” I continued to talk as I wrapped my arms around her and released the belt of her robe. Sari and La-la helped me remove it, and I let it drop to the side.
Kylia shivered, and she shivered again as I began stroking her skin. Then I whispered, “Do her wrists for her.” I remained where I was, speaking quietly while pressed against Kylia. Sari and La-la moved around the bench then took her hands. Kylia gave a little gasp as they began tying her wrists, and then I felt her muscles tighten as they each moved to the cranks that would pull her wrists tighter.
They cranked until her arms were pulled straight,
each at a forward angle, and then they looked at me. I nodded and then glanced down at Kylia’s feet.
As my slaves worked, I spoke soothingly, caressing her, touching, teasing. I kissed the back of her neck and rubbed her bottom. She turned her head at that, and I could see the fear.
“Oh, darling,” I said. “No one will hurt you. Do you want me to take away the fear?”
“Just keep doing what you’re doing,” she said. “Please, promise me, Claary.”
“You are so lovely, Ky,” I said, beginning to use her slave name. “You can’t imagine how much you’re going to enjoy this. I’m in love with so many people, and Olivia was first. I love her, even though sometimes we fight. Gigi and I do this to each other, and I still give myself to Olivia and a few others.”
As I spoke, Sari and La-la continued to prepare Ky. From time to time, I heard noises from behind me, but I ignored them as best I could, and I did what I could to keep Ky distracted.
“I’m scared,” she whispered.
“I know,” I said. Maintaining contact, I moved around the bench, ducking under one rope. Then I began kissing her.
She lightly struggled as Sari and La-la tightened the ropes. I continued to kiss and stroke her, bending down in front of her as she was bent over the bench. Her struggles did no good for her, of course.
“I don’t want to do this,” she said. “I don’t want to do this.”
I made a gesture; Sari and La-la froze. I caressed Kylia’s face then whispered to her, “I’m not sure Lady Olivia is going to let you leave, Kylia.”
“That’s not what I meant. But does it have to be this way? Please may I look at you, Claary?”
I kissed her cheek then took the blindfold from her. Once she could see, I used my fingers to lift her chin, and I kissed her gently. She kissed me back, but then she said, “I want to be yours, but Claary, I’m a virgin. Please don’t do it to me this way. Not my very first time ever.”
I didn’t ask Olivia. Ky was to be mine, and I would do what I felt was best. “Release her arms,” I told my slaves. And so they backed off the cranks, but I was the one who removed the bonds. Then I moved around the bench, stepping up behind Kylie. Her legs were spread, although not all the way, and she leaned against the bench for balance. I pressed into her back, and then I kissed her shoulder. “You are so lovely,” I told her. I spoke soothingly, and I stroked her. And then I gestured Sari and La-la over. “Start to play,” I said.