Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

I concluded the hot moment by saying, "All right. I think we now have everything we came for. Karen, if you could ring these two dresses up for me please, that would be great."

"Of course, ma'am," she said as she wiped her face, threw on her clothing and left.

I looked at Jenny and asked, "So, how was that?"

"Oh thank you, Mistress! That was so amazing!"

"You're welcome. Get dressed honey, we need to go find some shoes for these dresses. And something suitable for you for everyday: those runners are terrible!"

"How can I ever repay you for all this?"

"Oh honey, the pleasure is all mine. You're a great girl, and don't you ever forget it. Besides, if I get to make all the decisions about how my sweet darling slave is going to look, it's only fair that I pick up the tab." We both got dressed back into our original clothes, although we both kept each other's stockings. I paid for our outfits, gave Karen my card telling her to give me a call sometime, and we headed back to the car.

The next couple of hours were uneventful as we bought the shoes we needed (including a pair of open-toed two-inch heels for Jenny for school), enjoyed a nice dinner and shared some great conversation. I learned that Jenny loved to read and wanted to be an English teacher. She liked 80s movies and 80s music (so my choice of Sade-style pussy-pleasing had been a welcome decision (and Sade if you're reading this, the author doesn't mean anything personal except that I love your music)) and wished she could be just like Molly Ringwald.

After dinner we went to my house, freshened up (having too little time for much fun in the shower), changed into our cocktail dresses and headed to our final destination of the night. This was the exclusive Le Chateau Club, a sprawling lesbians-only night club that specialized in discretion and an upscale clientele. We entered the walled-off ballroom section of the enormous club and found ourselves a table near the dance floor.

A few women, all immaculately dressed, were dancing to some Britney Spears song I couldn't remember the title for and thought pretty much sucked. Jenny began watching the dancers and after a couple minutes her light bulb flashed on. Jenny looked around at me like a little girl, not quite prefacing her question with 'Mommy' and asked, "Is this a gay club?"

I smiled indulgently and answered, "Yes it is, my dear."

"Oh," said Jenny as her gaze returned to the dance floor where a pretty young redhead was making out with a much older brunette. I allowed Jenny just to watch and become immersed in the sexual vibe of the club. As the next half hour went by, the club filled up and the dance floor became a stage for more soft porn. Women in various degrees of dress, or often undress, were dancing, kissing and caressing each other.

I finally asked my wide-eyed pet, "See anyone you like?"

Jenny scanned the room and responded, "Everyone here is so beautiful."

"This is where the rich and beautiful come to let loose," I explained. "See that blonde over there in the lavender dress?"

Jenny spotted the woman in her late forties and said, "Yes, she's very attractive."

"Do you recognize her?"

Jenny looked more closely and said, "There's something familiar about her, but I can't place where I've seen her before."

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"Ever watch the evening news on CTBV?"

"Oh my God, is that Candace Carter?" Jenny asked, stunned.

"Wow, I can't believe it!"

"Oh, there's more. See that slender, long-haired brunette at the bar with all those people around her? She's the one wearing the dark green skirt, white blouse and green pantyhose." Jenny looked over and acknowledged, "Yes."

"Does she look familiar?"

"Not really," Jenny responded, "maybe," trying to place her.

"That's the governor of our state, Daphne Greene."

"Oh, and she is wearing green; that's funny!"

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"She always wears green. She is the total opposite of submissive and she loves young girls. It's only a matter of time before she'll come over and try to hit on you." Jenny, amazed, asked, "Really?"

"Yep, now this club is very unique. In addition to this ballroom it has a restaurant, a cocktail lounges, many backrooms, a large fully-padded room they discretely call the Rumpus Room where anything goes, and various generous-sized ladies rooms. You can dine, dance, just watch, or you can participate in just about anything you can imagine; what are you comfortable with this evening?"

Jenny considered all this before answering, "I don't know. The entire place is really overwhelming."

I pointed to a table near the back and asked, "See that action over there?"

Jenny peered over and answered, "I don't see anything, just a woman sitting at a table by herself with her eyes closed."

"Look more closely, under the table."

"Oh my god, is that a girl down there eating her out?"

"Yes it is."

"Wow, and they're doing it in public!" Jenny exclaimed, avidly watching the scene from afar.

"Oh you'd be amazed at what goes on here. So my dear, I just need to know what you're comfortable with. I can protect you from the predators who will attempt to devour you, or if you prefer I can step aside and allow them to tuck right in."