Pride before a Fall - Entanglement Perspectives : Part 33 - Angela 15:00 Sunday afternoon

Part 33, the final part of "Pride before a Fall - Entanglement Perspectives".   Part 1 can be found at https://amandablogtest.blogspot.com/2019/06/pride-before-fall-entanglement_25.html .   Andy's inspirational original artwork can be found at http://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.com/2018/04/new-art-pride-before-fall.html .   Please leave comments.
  

Part 33     - Angela   15:00 Sunday afternoon

Angela sat at her desk in her black silk embroidered dressing gown.  She stared at the large computer screen.  The boys had done a good job installing the cameras.   The sound was a little muffled but the images were good even in low light.   At some point Jane would wonder why her Wi-Fi had slowed down but it would probably only be when she had maintenance work done that she’d find out.  Unless, a senior member told her about the video feed and the edited ‘highlights’ on the Sisterhood’s network but only the foolish would want to pay a forfeit like Jane for such a misdemeanour.

Angela looked across from her screen.  James was asleep, his body draped across the horse with his arms and legs bound to it.  Drool was coming through his ball gag.  Jane smiled.  He’d been such a good boy.  She got up from her desk and her rings shifted.  With no knickers under her sheer gown, they jangled softly and gave her a gentle frisson as she walked round the rear of the horse.   She smiled with intense pleasure at the sight that greeted her.  James’s bottom was still gaping. Leroy and Ashton had done an excellent job.  Worth every penny. James stirred slightly as she teased his Prince Albert ring.   His cock cage with its curved Prince’s Wand was still locked securely in place. Her lovely man had leaked and dribbled a lot while Leroy and Ashton had ridden him.  The painful restriction had prevented him from orgasming.  Just as it should be.   Just as it would always be.

It had been quite an evening.  The twin charms of Imogen and Freddie in the lobby had been successful in inviting a couple of aircrews up to the party.  Several of the stewards and pilots had enjoyed a go with James while at least three stewardesses had tried him with a strapon.  Leroy and Ashton had been in great demand with the stewards and stewardesses too, as well as one of the pilots.   Candy and Sugar hadn't been neglected either.   Poor cock caged James had just had to watch and get fucked. Even Candy and Sugar had wanted a turn with him although they’d each needed a blue tablet and their little cocks beaten with her crop before they could get hard enough.  The sissymaids had loved the opportunity to exercise their little cocklets although she’d needed to drive the stock of her crop into their bottoms to keep them up to the task.   Such fun and so humiliating for James.   She just hoped he would be rested and regained some energy for the evening when he could thank her.   His arse might be sore but his tongue should still be perfectly capable.

Angela smiled to herself.  She was amused at the continuing gossip even amongst more senior members of the Sisterhood about James, and indeed herself.   The thought of James being allowed to penetrate caused her to chuckle.  James might be an investment banker during the week but he was her plaything, she would never be his. That would be totally unbecoming of a leader of the Sisterhood.  Only once had he tried getting ideas above his station: a protracted ball kicking with her studded Demonia boots had soon made him understand his place and the error of his ways.   His role was to serve and lick.  And he owed her too much.

Angela sat down and replayed the clip.    Despite the curtains being drawn there was still enough light for the camera to pick out the two figures entwined together in the bed.   The sound quality might be poor but the message was clear enough.  Jane might be intoxicated from Rebecca’s mixture but she had definitely invited a breach of Rule 7. 

Angela needed to have a discussion with Lady Dixon and maybe Rebecca about Jane.  Rebecca had done well in providing the toilet facilities for the party and it looked like the Verity Account would be safe with her agency given the client seemed besotted with Jane’s sissy.  She deserved promotion for making the Sisterhood aware of Andy.  That boy was very pretty but had a lot to learn.  It was questionable whether Jane was the right person to guide him longer term. After all, her only previous attempt had just ended up with a contented, permanent cross-dresser. Most unsatisfactory.  If The Sisterhood didn’t act now, it was possible others like the Dark Institute might intervene, not just with Andy but with Jane too. She was still an attractive lady after all.

Despite Jane’s deliberate desire to flout Rule 7, her poor sissy had not been able to complete the task – such a sweet boy not to take advantage, or maybe he was reaching the point where he preferred the other route to pleasure. After all it had taken a vibrator in his bottom to get him hard.  The boy had so much potential.  He would be perfect for the Sisterhood’s upcoming marketing campaign to launch BOY.   The problem was that Jane was too soft on the boy: he needed to be pushed harder than his Aunt would ever manage.   There was one obvious gap in his education.   And if Verity couldn’t or wouldn’t do his duty, she knew plenty who would.  Given the response at the auction, there was a complete, new income opportunity for the Sisterhood.  Although Verity could provide some valuable contributions to The Sisterhood’s coffers if they provided his route to the pretty femboi.  

She made up her mind.  Further disciplinary action would be needed for Jane.   The Hunt next weekend would provide an ideal opportunity, and Andy could start to learn more about BOY.  Jane was so naïve and greedy.  That friend of his - William was it? – he didn’t need to be sissified.  He could be a useful means of getting Andy’s attention and drawing him away from Jane.   The Sisterhood would decide the future of all three.  Time for an email to Aly and Rebecca.

end of Part 33 and end of  "Pride before a Fall - Entanglement Perspectives"

Pride before a Fall - Entanglement Perspectives : Part 26 - Rebecca 23:30 Saturday evening

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Part 26 - Rebecca  23:30 Saturday evening

Rebecca sat propped upright by pillows in her hotel room in The Plaza.  Next door she could hear Freddie emitting little shrieks of pleasure.     It sounded like Imogen knew exactly what she was doing with her pretty fox cub.   Freddie might have wanted a night with James but that was never going to be.   And they could both enjoy playing with Lady Jane.

Rebecca's left hand stroked the little furry mound of her companion.   "It feels so funny.  It's so long since I've seen let alone played with an unshaven pussy.   "

"Oh, Roger likes me like that.  He says sometimes he doesn't know where his moustache ends and I begin.  And Stanley and my maid have got used to it too.   Although, you still say you get hairs between your teeth, don't you, Boy?"

"Yes, Mistress, " said Edward lifting his head.

"Silly Boy." Lady Dixon sat up and brought her riding crop down across the back of the young man who had been alternately sucking her and Rebecca's toes.   A thick, red weal started to appear between Edward's shoulders.  "Who said you could stop?   I hope you're pleased with Boy.  It was so good of you to bid for him."

"Not at all.  Edward sucks very nicely.   Is he good with cock?"

"Yes, he's had lots of practice with my strapon and I get him to do the honours with Roger since I'm never going down on my knees, even for my husband. He’s still not tried Leroy or Ashton though I’m sure he’d like to.  You would, wouldn’t you Boy? "  Another blow of her crop and a second red weal.   "You like sucking cock for Mistress, don't you?"  

“Yes,” Edward mumbled.

“Yes, MISTRESS,” and a third welt rose beside the other two.   "By the way, please call him Boy.  He needs to know he's a sissy Sub, not a friend."

"What a good Boy," exclaimed Rebecca as Edward fellated her big toe.  

"I must be getting home soon," said Lady Dixon.

"Let me give you a goodnight kiss first," said Rebecca as she slid down the bed and started to lick Aly's hirsute slit and nibble the little mound buried in the forest while Edward resigned himself to his Mistress's toes.

end of Part 26

Pride before a Fall - Entanglement Perspectives : Part 25 - Jane 21:05 Saturday evening

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Part 25     - Jane  21:05 Saturday evening

There was a thump from the speakers as the stage microphone was picked up.  “And now it’s time for our main Auction which I’m sure you’ve all been waiting for.”  There were female whoops and whistles from the audience.   Jane noticed that many of the seats beside members of the Sisterhood were vacant.  Some were even empty at their own table.   Surely they couldn’t all be in the Men’s Room.   Who knew what they might be getting up to.   But first we’ll have our Best in Show competition.  We’ll start with the first of the Gs in our GALA.   Here are our Gimps.”

About eight or nine leatherboys in a mix of biker boots, platform biker boots and one or two in high heeled knee length boots entered in the stage in a line.  They wore numbers on their backs and their right thighs.   Although one or two looked sheepish, most seemed confident and gave a little twirl, a few even gave a wave to the crowd. “As usual we’ll start with the prize competition.   Please place your votes now.  Press the appropriate number on your terminal.”  A digital display at the back of the stage flashed into life.   “And the winner is Leroy with runner-up Ashton.  And that’s the third year in a row that Leroy has won.  Congratulations Lady Dixon on having both the first and second place.   Sadly Aly you only win one bottle of champagne.  All prizes will be delivered to the winner’s table.”

Jane drummed her fingers on the table.   ‘Where is Andy?’ she thought to herself.  ‘What’s keeping him?’   It was at least twenty minutes since Andy had asked to go to the toilet.   It was obviously going to take him some time given the unwrapping and wrapping required but surely not this long. Jane was worried that they might miss the start of the dancing.  She was disappointed that she hadn’t yet seen a band set up on stage.   She hoped it wasn’t just going to be a disco.   A live band was so much better.   And there didn’t seem to be much space in front of the stage either so the dancing area was going to be small.   Best to find a space and stake a claim early.  

“Now we’ll start the auction. Remember cash or debit only.   The maids will come round to collect payment.   You will be able to collect your prize from the service area to the rear of the hotel at the end of the Gala.   For those staying in the hotel, you can ask for your prize to be delivered to your room.    We’ll start with our lowest ranked.   Stand forward Number 6.”  One of the shyer gimps stepped to the front of the stage.    “This time you need to use the numbers on the keypad of your terminal to place a bid.   The highest three bids will show up on the digital display at the back of the stage.  Aunt Jane watched as numbers started to flash.  There were only a couple of bids, one of £40, the other of £60.  “Well that’s disappointing. But we need to move on.”

As the auction progressed.   Jane waited first with impatience and then with concern.  Andy still hadn’t returned from his trip to the Ladies.   Jane was astonished to see the prices being bid for some of the higher placed gimps and the great applause when Leroy went for £1900 to Mistress Plug, who’d already bid £1700 for the second placed.   As Leroy left the stage, Jane looked at her watch.   While four or five attractive girls entered the stage in a variety of costumes and masks, Jane rose from her table.   “And now we come to our Ladettes,” the announcer boomed from the speakers while Jane looked around anxiously.   Where was that boy?

end of Part 25

 

 

Pride before a Fall - Entanglement Perspectives : Part 22 - Rebecca 00:45 Sunday morning

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Part 22  - Rebecca  00:45 Sunday morning

Rebecca helped Lady Dixon fasten her dress.  She could feel little hairs between her teeth but wasn't going to try to remove them until Aly had gone.

"That was lovely, darling," said Lady Dixon distractedly as she checked her phone.  "My car's waiting outside.  Be as harsh with Boy as you like.  You can take out his butt plug as you wish.  He's used to taking my strapon but I've been saving him for proper cock when I find the right Alpha for him.  So please, no gimps or studs in his bottom.  But as many as you like in his mouth," she said with a wink.

"Of course, Aly. "

 "I've made the decision not to feminise him.    I know he'd look good in make-up and heels but I want Boy to be special.    You can see, he's devoted to dominant females.     I want him to be a reluctant gay boi: a perfect ornament and escort for a domme - attentive, loyal, loving but always unsated.   It's something we rarely attempt in the Sisterhood."

 "How interesting. "

 "I think James is one of the few others, but it seems Lady Angela uses him more as her stud these days."

 "Really?"

"Since he's graduated and she's at least Level 7, it's allowed. She obviously uses him when she’s training her sissies.  You can understand why any sissy would feel good being fucked by such a handsome stud.  Though I understand she likes to remind him of his place.  He’s not just a favourite with the ladies.  She takes him once a month to a gay club and leaves him handcuffed in the toilets for an hour. Naturally she stays to watch."

"I could tell he was special."

"Oh, and no fisting either, please, " she said over her shoulder.   "Although a little light prostate massage is fine. Boy could probably do with milking after all this excitement.   See you at lunchtime, Boy.  Bye, bye," and Lady Dixon swept out of the room.

Once Aly had gone, Rebecca tethered Edward to the foot of the bed and went to the bathroom to pick and clean her teeth.  Back in bedroom she got out her phone and lay on the bed.  She'd been dying to make this call for the last hour but Lady Dixon had wanted to stay for a cuddle and see that Edward was OK.

 "Hello.  Harry?"

 "Yes?   It's late. You called on my landline?

 "Yes. I didn't know if you'd have your mobile to hand.   How's it going? "

 "How's what going ?"

 "You know.   With your boyfriend.  Sorry, girlfriend, " she said with a giggle.

 "Very nicely, thank you."

 "Have you fucked him yet? "

 "Really!"

 "Ok.  Have you fucked her yet? "

 "No.   And that's none of your business."

 "Oh but it is, Harry.  Who do you think set this up for you?  Who got Andy away from his Mistress? "

 "Look it's still my business not yours."

 "Well, if you don't, I'll just have to make sure that she gets what's coming to her and more. "

 "That's not right."

 "She's a member of The Sisterhood who's disobeyed. "

 "Oh, I thought you meant ..... "

 "No.  His Mistress.  His lady love.   She knows what she deserves.  It's just I've managed these little 'extras'."

 "Oh. Do you have to?"

 "I'm disappointed in you. ....  Thank you.". Edward had started sucking her toes again without prompting.

"What do you mean 'Thank you '? "

"Nothing.  I was speaking to someone else."

"Oh.  "

 "I'm sure Andy will be disappointed to hear you made his pretty Auntie suffer."

 "What?"

 " You know: that nice older lady who picked him up from my apartment while you were busy rimming and wanking him. "

 "Oh, no!"

 " Yes, her. "

 "You wouldn't."

 "We already have. She's been a naughty girl. "

 "Please, don't."

 "She'll gets what's coming to her. "

 "That's so unfair."

 "It's your choice"

 " Please, no.  I can't.   Not like this. "

 "You'll ensure his Auntie's ruined."

 "Ruined?"

 "If not ruined, certainly 'knocked about a bit ' as they say in the song."

 "A song? "

 "Yes, Marie Lloyd.  Marie Lloyd's song."

"Lloyd's? "

"It's an old music hall number.  You really must get out more.  Well given this call, you really need to get it in more.  Don't you Harry? "

 "Only when the time is right."

"It's your opportunity. "

 "But it's not like that."

 "It never is with you Harry.  Always looking for true love. "

 "Maybe."

 "No Harry, always. Bye, Harry, " and she pressed the call cancel button before he could reply.   She got up from the bed and untied Edward.  "Boy, get my strapon from my case,” she instructed.  “You'll find some Butt Butter there too.  You're going to need it.  Someone's getting fucked tonight even if it's not Andy.   I just need to make another call first.” Still annoyed, she picked up the bedside phone and punched #2318. There was a long delay before it was picked up. "Hello.  Can I speak with Freddie?”

“I’m afraid she’s a bit tied up now,” a familiar voice  answered. 

“I should have guessed,” replied Rebecca.  “Never mind.  I’m sure you’ll be able to help.  Do you have Lady Fullerton-Jones with you?”

“Yes, she’s a bit tied up too.”

“I’m so glad.   I just wanted to ask that you double her dose of lactulose.  I want her shitting like a trooper.”

“Yes.”

“Good.   And you can dilute it with whatever you want.   If you know what I mean?”

“I’m sure we do. “

“Thank you Imogen.  And please call me just before the pick-up.  I’d like to see her before she goes and give her a little crowning glory.   We can take a few pictures of the stuck up cow.   Bye for now.”   Rebecca put the phone down.   “OK, Boy.   I want you to take your butt plug out.  Oh jewelled, that's nice.   Now slather yourself with as much butt butter as you want.   You got Andy into this and if he’s not going to get fucked tonight, you most certainly are.”

end of part 22

Pride before a Fall - Entanglement Perspectives : Part 12 Rebecca 20:20 Saturday evening

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As the last of the plates were cleared away, Rebecca knotted Freddie’s lead round the table leg.  “I want you to stay, dear,” she said loudly so that the other guests at their table could hear.  Rebecca had opened the muzzle flap for Freddie to feed but it was now back in place and her hands were cuffed   They were sat at the Pups’ Table.  It was a small and select little group of four Mistresses and four pups.  Although Rebecca had had high hopes for Freddie, she doubted that she’d win Best in Show given the competition at the table.  Although there were two conventional leather pups, Lady Barbara had brought her poodle.  The poodle looked delectable in a pink latex catsuit with fluffy pink fur cuffs around neck, wrists and ankle.  Her dog wore a pink leather hood with comb of fur on top of the muzzle and around the ears. The outfit was complemented by pink stripper shoes with transparent platforms and heels.   It was hard to tell whether the poodle was male or female but knowing Barbara, it was likely to be male even though the front of the catsuit was straining to contain a bountiful cleavage.  The poodle’s front paws were cuffed and rather than plates and cutlery there was a little bowl of doggie treats on the table for her.  Freddie might look lovely, but she would not stand a chance.
and locked together.

“Excuse me, ladies.”    Rebecca rose from the table and made her way across to Table 1 where Lady Dixon was sitting with Angela.   She had to admit to herself that James looked gorgeous.  But he always did, he was so perfectly trained: when his eyes were not staring downwards at the table, avoiding looking at other members of the Sisterhood and especially eye contact with any of their escorts, they were fixed on Angela in rapt adoration.  He was seated between Angela and Lady Dixon but turned towards his own Mistress.   He leant back when Lady Dixon wanted to speak to Angela.

Angela nodded to Rebecca to approach.  Rebecca stooped and whispered “Lady Angela, may I speak with Lady Dixon?”

“Of course.  Is it to do with our ‘guest’?”

“Yes.”  Rebecca moved along two places and whispered now to Lady Dixon.  “Alysha, do you know that we have an uninvited guest in our midst?”

Alysha replied so that the rest of the table could hear.  “If you mean the Level 1 on Table 20, then yes, I do. Angela’s told me.    Why do you ask?”

“I’d like a little help, if possible, please.”

“What kind of help?”

Rebecca knelt done and whispered again.  “Oh, I see,” said Lady Dixon in much softer tones.   “What do you suggest?”  Lady Dixon listened.    “Yes, that’s good but let’s involve Angela.  She always has good ideas.”

James pushed back from the table to allow the three ladies to talk.    A few moments later Rebecca stepped out of the ballroom to use one of the service phones in the corridor.  She checked the pre-programmed numbers on the keypad.   “Hello.   Reception?  Good.  I want something delivered to Room 2318.  You can charge it to my room, 2320.   The kitchens may be able to help or I know there's a 24 hour Tesco just round the corner. What I'd like is ......."

end of Part 12