Pride Before a Fall - Entanglement Perspectives : Prologue, DP and Part 1

This is story based around and inspired by a piece of artwork by SweetAndyLatex, 'Pride Before a Fall' ( https://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.com/2018/04/new-art-pride-before-fall.html ) .  As I've explained to SweetAndyLatex, what started as a short story has become more of a novella, although at times it resembles in style a play or film script.   It's quite a complex read for reasons that will become apparent.   There are quite of a lot of parts to the story so it's going to require stamina if you're going to get all the way through.

Since you may find the structure confusing with all the time shifts and different persepctives, the events take place over a Saturday and Sunday. On Saturday evening a GALA is being held by The Sisterhood.

I hope you enjoy,  I would welcome comments.

Pride Before a Fall – Entanglement Perspectives

(Entangled Version)

Prologue

‘In 1935 and 1936, Schrödinger published a two-part article in the Proceedings of the Cambridge Philosophical Society in which he discussed and extended an argument by Einstein, Podolsky, and Rosen. The Einstein-Podolsky-Rosen (EPR) argument was, in many ways, the culmination of Einstein’s critique of the orthodox Copenhagen interpretation of quantum mechanics and was designed to show that the theory is incomplete.’
  From ‘Quantum Entanglement and Information’, Stanford Encyclopaedia of Philosophy’ 2011

‘Though it has been confirmed numerous times since 1935, entanglement is as spooky as ever.
1935: Physicists Albert Einstein, Boris Podolsky and Nathan Rosen publish a paper in Physical Review asking “Can quantum-mechanical description of physical reality be considered complete?” Their answer: no.
The same year, in the journal Naturwissenschaften, Erwin Schrödinger coins the term Verschränkung, meaning “entanglement,” and develops his famous thought experiment of a cat that exists simultaneously in a state of being alive and dead.
1952: Building on earlier work by French physicist Louis de Broglie, theoretical physicist David Bohm suggests a deterministic interpretation of quantum theory that incorporates “hidden variables.” He claims that the initial state of a system, like a particle’s position, can determine its future evolution.’
  From‘75 years of entanglement’ by Alexandra Weitz, 5-Nov-10

‘Quantum entanglement is a physical phenomenon that occurs when pairs or groups of particles are generated, interact, or share spatial proximity in ways such that the quantum state of each particle cannot be described independently of the state of the others, even when the particles are separated by a large distance.’
  From Wikipedia, 2019 (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quantum_entanglement)

DP : Dramatis Personae

Andy                                    -     the devoted ‘nephew’ of Jane Fullerton-Jones who has been trained and progressively feminised by her for several years.

Andy’s mother                   -     a sensible lady still very youthful in appearance and outlook.  Very understanding of her younger son and his interests.

Lady Angela                       -     a widowed, top ranking member of The Sisterhood also known as Mistress Plug

Lady (‘Aly’) Dixon               -     a high-ranking member of The Sisterhood

Ashton                                -     a sub and gimp to Lady Dixon

Lady Barbara                      -     member of The Sisterhood and dog training expert

Candy                                  -     a sissy maid

Celeste                               -     the owner of an upmarket hair salon and beauty parlour in Brighton.  Knows Jane as a long-standing customer.

Colin                                    -     sissy maid providing security and support staff at the GALA

Davina                                -     owner and sole employee of Personal Maid Cleaning Services

Edward                                -     a shy, well-mannered young man and novice sub to Lady Dixon.   Known to Lady Dixon as ‘Boy’.   Just learning to accept that his days as an alpha-male are over.

Freddie                               -     Rebecca’s ‘daughter’.  No better than she should be. Rather immature and cheeky.

Imogen                               -     a young, pretty junior officer of The Sisterhood

James                                  -     a handsome, investment banker in his early thirties: one of Angela’s subs but her personal favourite.

Jim                                       -     the new Minister at Jane’s church.  To Andy’s dismay, someone to whom Jane has taken quite a shine. 

Lady Jane Fullerton-Jones    -        a wealthy friend of Andy’s mother.  An attractive mature lady in her late 40s who has become a novice member of The Sisterhood.  Works as a freelance executive for Rebecca’s marketing agency.

Leroy                                    -     a handsomely endowed sub to Lady Dixon

Madison                             -     a young trainee at Maison Celeste

Nicola                                 -     a friend of Andy who’s known him since they were together in College.

Rebecca                              -     owner of a marketing agency based in central London.  Lady Jane’s boss at work.  A junior member of the Sisterhood.

Roger                                   -      husband of Lady Dixon

Sid                                       -     a porter at the hotel

Simon                                  -     sissy maid providing security and support staff at the GALA

Sugar                                   -     a sissy maid

Lady Susan                         -     the auctioneer for the GALA and a senior member of The Sisterhood.  Also known as Mistress Cage

William                              -     a friend of Andy since his childhood, who could be so much more

  

Part 1       – Andy     10:00 Sunday morning

Andy closed the door behind him.  He leaned back against the panelled wood and exhaled slowly.  It had been a long night and he needed sleep but he badly wanted to see Aunt Jane.   When settled and calm, he bent forward and slipped out of his Louboutins.   Even though he loved being in heels and his Loubous were incredibly comfortable, his toes and ankles were screaming after hours of wear. 

Aunt Jane’s house was a necessary refuge.   He needed to wash, get his things and change back into his jeans, t-shirt and trainers that he’d left home in yesterday afternoon.   After all, he could hardly go back to his parents’ home in a revealing red latex dress, flaming red hair extensions and heels.  They might be used to his little ways, but they still didn’t quite know all that his mother’s friend Jane had been doing with him over the last few months.   They just knew that he was very attached to his ‘Auntie’ as he’d called Jane ever since he was a toddler.  

“Ow!” Andy yelled out in pain.   His bare left foot had stood on a set of keys.   Aunt Jane’s keys.    Jane hadn’t answered when he rang the bell and he’d needed to use his key to her house.   Aunt Jane’s white dress was cast down on the floor as if she’d stripped as soon as she’d got inside. Further up the hall, Andy could see an array of shopping bags no doubt containing some of the things Jane had bid for and purchased last night.   He spied his bag of clothes mingled with them. But where was his Aunt?  Her house seemed incredibly quiet. Maybe she’d gone upstairs to her bed to wait for him and had dozed off?

“Aunt Jane,” Andy called out.   There was no reply.   “Aunt Jane!”   Louder this time and his voice echoed in the airy hallway and reverberated up the stairs.  Andy was intrigued.   The burglar alarm was not set but the front door had been locked.   Andy was intrigued and a little scared.   Had the house been burgled?  Was there an intruder in the house?   What if Aunt Jane had been hurt?   He knew he had to search the house.   He went to the elephant’s foot to pick out a walking stick in case he needed to defend himself.   He found his hand was drawn to a leather handled riding crop.  He had a certain affinity for it.  He knew how painful it could be since it had been very effective in teaching him to comply with his Auntie’s wishes when his training was first began.   Now she only used it occasionally to tenderise him before some of their evening trysts.  She said she found the dark streaks of his mascara stained tears made him he look even more appealing

Andy softly padded across the hallway and slowly climbed the stairs in his bare feet.  He deliberately missed the creaking step.   He realised that he must look ridiculous.    He had a riding crop in one hand but still held the ankle straps of his red Loubous in the other.   He was hardly going to look threatening to any burglar.   He put down one shoe and held the other by the sole.  Andy looked at the shoe. He knew its dagger heel could be nasty since he’d trodden on toes at dances past but the violent shaking of the metal spike made him realise his own nervousness.

Andy crossed the thickly carpeted landing.  Still no sound.   He was about to open the first bedroom door when he had an idea.  Softly he tiptoed downstairs again.   He tucked himself beneath the sensor in the hall and set the burglar alarm.   There were sensors in every room so if there was movement, they should pick up signs of any intruder.

Andy waited.  He couldn’t believe that a burglar wouldn’t hear the loud pounding of his heart.  A bit of rational reflection made him realise that a burglar would have heard him enter the house.   He felt cold droplets fall on his toes.  He shivered.  His latex was no longer warm but seemed cold and clammy with the sweat liquefying and running down his body. Five nerve wracking minutes went by.  Silence.

Andy reset the alarm and again tiptoed upstairs, riding crop in one hand and raised dagger heel in the other.  Gently he pushed open each bedroom door.   No sign of movement or intruder.  Bravely he went round each room entering and checking that there was no-one there.  No Aunt Jane.  Upstairs was deserted.  Andy’s heart pounded again even harder: they must be downstairs.

After inching down the stairs with rising trepidation, Andy again pushed open each door in turn.  No-one.   Finally he opened the door to the dining room.  It was empty.   He walked round the polished rosewood table where, only a few weekends ago, he had been the table decoration.  He shivered not with fear this time but with fond memories of the cherries, chocolate sauce and ice-cream.   Just the kitchen left.  The kitchen door was slightly ajar.  A fly buzzed past Andy’s head.  It seemed that there was nothing to worry about there but then he glimpsed something on the floor.

end of Part 1
Part 2 follows at https://amandablogtest.blogspot.com/2019/07/pride-before-fall-entanglement.html