The Adam & Eve Trilogy

by Paul Preston

  Bella Lisa nodded yes.

  “When they eat their piece of sushi off you, I want you to look at them with gratitude. Make them feel with your eyes that it gives you great pleasure to offer your body to them in this way. Think of it as the final dress rehearsal before the show tonight. I learned from watching a Dom and his very special sub, both amateur performers like ourselves that it is not what we are feeling on the stage, but the sensual feelings we can elicit in the audience that matters for a successful burlesque show. I’m told that the Dom and his sub fell in love after their performance and disappeared together. No one has seen them since. Doesn’t that sound romantic?”

  Bella Lisa nodded enthusiastically twice.

  “I’ve always longed for something like that to happen to me…”

  Bella Lisa looked up at him with an inquisitive expression in her eyes and bit her lower lip.

  “Are you ready?”

  Bella Lisa nodded yes. Williamson called his security team on his cell.

  “Meet me in the Entertainment Room in one minute.”

  Williamson kissed Bella Lisa once more, lingering to savor the taste of her lips.

  When he heard the knock on the door, he stood up.

  “Come in,” Williamson said.

  The door opened. As soon as Cogworthy saw the naked body on the table through the crack in the door, he closed it immediately. Williamson spoke up.

  “You have my permission to enter,” Williamson said.

  Cogworthy and Luman entered apprehensively and stood with their backs against the wall. When they saw Bella Lisa’s body exposed on the coffee table, their mouths opened and their breathing seemed to stop. They seemed unable to move, erections clearly beginning to strain against their pants.

  “Hey, guys, thanks for coming so fast,” Bella Lisa said with a chipper, flirtatious voice.

  Bella Lisa sat up, leaning back on her elbows. She squeezed in her abdominal muscles so the sushi remained in the same place and thrust her voluptuous breasts forward, arching her back. The men stared at her in amazement, as if in the presence of God. Cogworthy caught a little saliva that had slipped out of his mouth and wiped it with the back of his hand before it dribbled down his chin. At that moment Williamson knew Bella Lisa would have no problem whatsoever performing in the show that evening. He was convinced she would be fantastic up on the stage, eliciting a sexual response in the audience, just as she was doing for the two men standing in front of her.

  “Boss?” Luman said, unable to pull his eyes away from Bella Lisa’s full protruding breasts, the open wet lips of her sex and her friendly smile.

  As Williamson gave out his orders for the men, they could not stop gazing at her.

  “Men, at 7PM, in approximately 1 hour you are to pull the limo up to the front of the condo and drive us to the A and E Club, remaining with us until the end of the 9PM performance. You are to escort Ms. Mauricio while inside the theater. After the performance you’ll drive us back to the condo. You are at all times to keep her safe and free from harm. Do your best to keep men who may see her from grabbing and groping her. In order to thank you for your service to her, and against my wishes by the way, Ms. Mauricio kindly offers you each a piece of sushi which you may eat off her body. Cogworthy, you may have the first piece, the one right above her belly button. Since we have only one pair of chopsticks, I will prepare it. Do you take ginger and wasabi?”

  “Yes please,” he said, clearing his throat in his hand.

  “Soy?”

  “Yes sir.”

  Williamson prepared the sushi and set it back down on its spot above Bella Lisa’s navel. Cogworthy did not move.

  “Go on, Mr. Cogworthy, don’t be shy. Come on over here. I can see you want it and I can’t move. Mr. Williamson has chained me to the table so I’m not going anywhere…” Bella Lisa said, looking up at Cogworthy and smiling.

  Cogworthy walked over to the table as if in a trance, bumping his shins on the table. He bent down on one knee and bowed over her. Since Bella Lisa had jutted her breasts out so far that they dangled over his piece of sushi, Cogworthy’s cheeks brushed over her cleavage on his way down to eat it.

  “Go ahead, it’s your piece. Eat it.”

  He shut his eyes and licked the sushi off her skin and swallowed it with the great relish, while never taking her eyes from her.

  “It’s good, isn’t it, eating it off a woman’s skin?”

  “Yes, Miss.”

  He cleared his throat again.

  “Too much wasabi?”

  “No, Miss. It was perfect.”

  Cogworthy backed up to the wall.

  “Luman? It’s your turn. How would you like your piece prepared?” Williamson asked.

  “Just ginger and soy please.”

  “That’s just the way I like it Mr. Luman. I love it that way. Hmmm,” Bella Lisa said, shutting her eyes and licking her lips.

  Williamson prepared his piece. Luman stepped forward and paused, staring at her.

  “Go ahead, Mr. Luman. It’s waiting for you. Go ahead. It’s all yours. Take it. I want you to take it. Or are you only confident with a woman when you have a knife in your hand…”

  Luman’s eyes widened, remembering the moment of bondage they shared. Bella Lisa looked at him with a pleasant smile. He kneeled down at the table and Bella Lisa arched her back once more, moving her breasts over the sushi. He bowed down, brushing his face against her breasts and took his piece off her skin with his teeth, closing his eyes, chewing and smiling.

  “You like?

  “Hmmm.”

  “I wish I could give you that last piece, but I’m supposed to save it for someone else,” Bella Lisa said, with a pout on her lips.

  After swallowing, Luman stood back up next to Cogworthy.

  “OK, gentlemen, we’ll see you in front of the lobby at 7 sharp.”

  “Thanks, guys. I hope you liked the snack. I certainly did, in case you couldn’t tell,” Bella Lisa said, gesturing to the wetness between her thighs.

  “See you later, boys.”

  Cogworthy and Luman stumbled backwards out of the door, staring at her. After the door shut, Bella Lisa looked at Williamson.

  “I saved the best piece for you, Mr. Williamson.”

  Like a starved animal he dove for the last piece of sushi with his mouth and ate it directly over her sex, along with the rest of the ginger buried within the folds of her lips. After quickly swallowing, he licked at her with abandon, while rubbing her sex with his palm and delving his fingers in and out rapidly until he felt her shudder and could see the white thick cream in between his fingers.

  “Ohhh, that was good, Mr. Williamson.”

  “I’ve got to get inside you right now, baby.”

  “I’ve been asking for it. I don’t know what you’ve been waiting for, Sir.”

  Williamson took a long swallow of the Saki and set it down. He freed her ankles from the handcuffs and he pulled her up and off of the table into his arms, kissing her passionately. She removed his jacket and shirt as they kissed and he unzipped and removed his pants and boxers. He kicked off his shoes and socks and sat back on the black leather couch in the same spot Bella Lisa had given him oral sex the night before, their special spot. He placed her on his lap, facing him and she took him inside her. He pulled her tightly to him by her breasts, rubbing off the remaining wasabi as he squeezed her nipples between his fingers. Their bodies moved in unison up and down on the couch, breathing in and out deeply, her pretty breasts freely bouncing and jiggling in his hands. He grabbed a handful of her hair and held it firmly as he kissed her lips and neck hard, sucking on her skin. Williamson whispered into her ear as he rapidly thrust into her.

  “Did you like showing off your body to the men, my sub?”

  “I did, My Lord,” Bella Lisa said, kissing and nibbling his ear.

  “Did you like it when their faces brushed up against your breasts? Did you like it when they licked the sushi off your skin?”

  “
I did, My Lord. I saw how aroused it made them, and I liked it. You make me do such bad things, Mr. Williamson.”

  “You’ve only just begun to do bad things for me, Ms. Mauricio…”

  “Do you know why I do these bad things for you, Sir?”

  “No, tell me why.”

  “Mr. Williamson, after the week is over, I want to be your whore. I want you to call me when you want me and I will come to you and I will let you tie me up and fuck me from behind. Would you like that, Mr. Williamson? Would you like me to be your whore?”

  “Oh God, whenever you talk like that, it make me want to explode.”

  “Then do it, My Lord. Don’t hold back any longer. You’ve kept me waiting so long this time. Just shoot your come down my throat.”

  Williamson pulled out and Bella Lisa kneeled in front of him on a cushion and wrapped both hands around his shaft. She placed her open mouth an inch away from the tip of his penis.

  “Your whore is ready. Her mouth is open for you.”

  Bella Lisa moved her hands up and down his shaft, pulling and tugging on it rapidly. She licked him on the tip and left her tongue touching the underside of his rim as she petted and rubbed him. He looked down and saw her open mouth and felt her tongue on his rim.

  Williamson groaned between his teeth as he watched his come stream out into the gap between Bella Lisa’s open lips. She kept pumping his shaft and her mouth filled quickly. As she swallowed, she rubbed the tip over her cheeks, feeling the cream coat her skin as it poured out. She opened her lips again and she squeezed out more jets until her mouth was filled a second time. As she swallowed, she rubbed him against her breasts, milking the rest out between the cleavage. The last drops she sucked directly out of the tip. Williamson was left gasping for air.

  “Oh my God, that felt good. I don’t know what I’m going to do when you leave me.”

  “Who said I’m going to leave you?”

  “I’ve never had such great sex with anyone in my life before. Come here, Beauty.”

  Williamson lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him as he carried her to the nearest shower. After they showered together and shampooed their hair, they covered themselves in towels and went back to Bella Lisa’s room to pick her out an outfit to wear and to grab the sexy accessories he needed for their performance.

  On the limo ride over to the theater, Williamson was all business; going over the basic scenario he had thought out for their show and scribbling down on a legal pad the introduction. They pulled around the back of the warehouse and went in using the rear exit. They met with the stage manager and practiced the most complicated procedure, suspending her from above with cables attached to the fly system and lowering her to the stage. Williamson watched over her to assure her safety. They had to open the house, so Williamson ushered her backstage to meet the makeup artist.

  Cogworthy and Luman followed close behind. The makeup artist applied a rubbery synthetic glue and painted it skillfully to simulate the slashes of a whip across the skin of her back, buttocks and hips. It looked very realistic, even up close. Then he sat Bella Lisa in front of a mirror and the makeup artist expertly applied eye shadow, eyeliner, bright red lipstick, rouge on her cheeks and teased her hair. She looked very sexy. Williamson dressed her in a tight open-breasted red corset that buttoned up the front with two red star-shaped pasties to cover her nipples, red sheer thigh high stockings, red high heels and a red thong as thin as the silk strand of a spider’s web. Around her throat he replaced the diamond choker with a thick leather collar with two O-rings attached in the front and the back.

  Williamson checked his watch. Bella Lisa looked at him in the reflection of the mirror. He looked handsome and dashing. He wore a large full length black cloak lined in red silk, wrapped around his body like a handsome vampire. Pulled up on his forehead he wore a black mask. Williamson put his hands on Bella Lisa’s shoulders.

  “Well, this is it, Ms. Mauricio. We have 15 minutes before show time. You were right; this is a hell of a lot of fun. I’m glad I listened to you. I’ve got to meet once more with the stage manager and the lighting guy, so the next time I see you will be out on stage. You look great.”

  “I’m so nervous.”

  “Don’t be. I’ve seen well over a hundred girls come and go from the club, and I can tell you are a natural. You’ll be fine. You know Ms. Mauricio; you make me feel young again…”

  Williamson gave her shoulders a squeeze and kissed her on the cheek, careful not to smudge the sexy makeup.

  “See you out there, baby”

  Williamson ran off. After the makeup was applied, Cogworthy and Luman escorted her through the labyrinth of underground passageways until they got to the backstage area. Bella Lisa got her cell phone out from her purse and texted her father, while she waited for her cue.

  “Daddy, where R U? Why won’t U call? I am worried about U. Please call me or text me. Love U, Me.”

  Bella Lisa peeked out and saw the noisy throng of people waiting for the show to begin. The stage manager came and tapped her shoulder and gestured her to follow him.

  “Knock’m dead, Ms. Mauricio,” Luman whispered.

  “Thank you,” she said, handing off her dainty purse into his massive paw.

  The stage manager led her off into the shadows. All of a sudden she felt dizzy and ravenous, regretting that all she had eaten was a nibble of a croissant and one piece of sushi. She took a final swig from a bottle of water as the stage manager belted her into the harness and attached the cables to her.

  The house lights dimmed and the audience fell quiet. A single spotlight came up on Firmin as he introduced the show. He transcribed the speech Williamson had written onto several index cards.

  “Good evening, Ladies and Gentlemen, and welcome to the Sunday Evening Performance at the A and E Club. We have prepared a very special treat for you. First let me introduce to you a kinder and gentler Dom, and new to the A and E stage, Antonio.”

  The stage lights came up on Williamson, wearing his black mask, wrapped in his long black cloak and barefoot. He gave the audience a small aristocratic bow of his head.

  Next the lights slowly faded up on Bella Lisa as she was lowered from above. Her wrists were bound by cords of rope around cables which spread her arms out very wide, splaying her body, causing her head to fall forward, reminiscent of Christ on the Cross.

  Rope had also been bound to her feet, tying them sole to sole, causing her knees to fall to the sides like a butterfly’s wings, allowing the audience to admire her paper thin thong as it disappeared into the open wet folds of her sex.

  “For weeks now several of our Doms have tried to train this young woman, who comes to us from a small provincial town, in the sexual art of submission, but to no avail. The minute she experiences any discomfort whatsoever, she stops the show with her safe word, leaving our audience unfulfilled.”

  Williamson heard the stifled gasp of the audience when the cables rotated Bella Lisa’s suspended body and the deep red slashes on her upper back and cheeks were revealed.

  Some off the first timers bought it. I have to give that makeup guy a raise.

  “As you can see our Dungeon Master has administered punishment to her shoulders and back side with whips and hung her by her arms, depriving her of food and water for two days. Perhaps now she will be more compliant. Our sub knows that this is her last chance to learn the art of submission and so, though it is highly unusual, she has agreed to do her performance without the protection of a safe word. Is this correct? Sub?”

  Bella Lisa nodded her head twice.

  “Antonio has promised to go easy on her. So Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you, ‘The Final Lesson in Submission, The Last Chance for Beauty, Our Most Disobedient Sub’.”

  The spotlight went down on Firmin. The cable winch slowly lowered Bella Lisa to the ground. Though she felt perfectly secure hoisted above the stage, she felt relieved to finally come down, as the cables had stretched her arms and shoulders out and she
was beginning to feel uncomfortable. Williamson knelt beside her.

  “Child? Are you alright? Are you in pain? Let me help you…”

  Williamson untied the ropes from her wrists and ankles. The cables immediately rose up out of sight.

  “Can you speak?”

  “Yes, My Lord.”

  Williamson tenderly rubbed oil on her wrists and ankles.

  “That feels much better. Thank you for freeing me, My Lord,” Bella Lisa said.

  “Who has done this to you?”

  “I don’t know, My Lord. He wore a hooded robe.”

  “I’m sorry he caused you pain. What is your name, my child?” Williamson asked.

  “My name is Submissive, My Lord.”

  “I am Antonio, and I am your Dom tonight.”

  “Would you also like to have the pleasure of whipping me, Sire?”

  “No, I am no sadist. Are you thirsty, sweetling?”

  “Yes, please. I beg of you. Water, please, My Lord.”

  Williamson held her head in his hands and poured tiny drinks of water into her mouth. She licked her lips to savor each drop. Bella Lisa realized she was in actuality very hungry and thirsty, and she used this hunger and thirst to seamlessly merge in her mind the character she was playing with herself. Though she had no training as an actress, her performance came across in a very believable fashion.

  “You are so kind, Sire.”

  “Are you able to continue with your lessons?”

  “I think so, Sire.”

  “I would like to help you get over your fear of submitting to your Dom, if you would allow me to teach you, my sweet sub.”

  “I am ready to be taught, My Lord.”

  “All you need to do is relax with me and learn to trust me. If you do that, I promise you will no longer need your safe word, for you will be feeling only an intense pleasure, without any pain. Do you trust me?”

  “I think…I do, My Lord. You are very kind and gentle, unlike the other Doms.”

  Bella Lisa gave Williamson a warm smile. He smiled back, knowing Bella Lisa finally was beginning to trust him.