The WickedWednesday Challenge this week was “Write from the Point of View of and old car that has gotten a new paint job”. I have never really taken direction well, but what the hell, this was kind of fun to do it wrong.
Then too, I was supposed to keep it under 1000 words. I failed. It’s 1021. Yeah, what a rebel.
“Lady Kar,” Lord Canton cried out as he was escorted into the perfumed opulence of the drawing room. The woman who smiled in return offered her gloved hand for his kiss.
“Lord Canton,” she purred, a stately cat, proud and well aware of herself. “Welcome back. You’ve been gone too long, you naughty boy!” Canton blushed at the gentle teasing. Calling him a “boy” was as flattering as calling Lady Kar a girl.
“I have been abroad, Madame,” he replied, reclaiming his walking stick from the diaphanous half naked young girl who escorted him. “I’ve only just returned and paid a visit straight away!”
“An honor as always, Lord Canton. And just in time also, I might add.”
“Indeed? And what manner of temptation have you in store today?” Lord Canton’s eyebrow lent an air of lascivious sincerity to his inquiry but his eyes carefully regarded the calculated sway of the girl’s hips as she left the two of them to their negotiations. It wasn’t until they were completely alone that he turned back to the Madame.
“A rare find, sir, a rare find indeed. While you were away and causing us to worry so about your absence,” she pursed her mouth into a mue in playful recrimination, “ I have come upon such an exotic beauty as you have never witnessed. She will be displayed this very evening!”
“Displayed?” Lord Canton echoed. “Not used?”
“Well, my lord, tonight will be special indeed. Tonight I have paired her with two strapping young men of some beauty. They shall be in the spotlight and those fortunate enough to witness will be in the shadows. Anonymity for all sorts of dire happenings.”
“I see.” Canton pursed his lips. “Alone in the dark,” he said slowly signaling the beginning of the negotiations. “Not unlike the insufferable accommodations I endured on my journey. “Surely there is a greater temptation?”
“Of course, my Lord,” Kar smiled. It was a point of pride that even at her age, her teeth were white and straight. A rarity she exploited to her best advantage. “We do of course offer the finest companions for your watching enjoyment.”
“I think, Madam, I have a counter proposal. I should like to offer you half again the usual fee – but I insist that I be escorted by you yourself.”
It was the last thing she’d expected him to say and for the first time in many years she was left without a comeback. “Lord Canton,” she swallowed. “You are a dear man, but I no longer…”
“Nonsense, Villma,” he dropped all pretense of distant propriety. “You’re still a lovely woman. I want you on your knees before me with your mouth around me. I’ve wanted it for some time now.”
Lady Kar smiled, and though the professional woman tallied the coin such a liaison would bring, there was a genuine glee in her smile that radiated over her face and under the powder and rouge.
“Come then, my lord,” she took his arm and indicated a private booth. Here a panel of the wall slid open and Lord Canton had a grand view of a stage lit by candle and gas. The action had already begun and the girl – a nubile young thing with skin as dark as brandy had just finished disrobing.
“Exotic indeed Lady Kar,” he whispered appreciatively. The Madam smiled and leaned against him, her hand resting idly on the front of his pants. Her fingers trailed slow circles over his hardening member and she could hear his breath catch as she found the parting of his trousers.
The new girl in the lamplight stroked her pert breasts and pulled the nipples as from the shadows, two figures entered the light. Both were young men Lord Canton had seen in the house before, servants for the main, but available for those members who preferred males or liked to be voyeurs instead of participants.
The girl grabbed the first male aggressively by his belt and tore it free, allowing his pants to fall. The man’s sex was enormous and she bent to lavish him with her tongue. The other male appeared behind her and eyed the thick black bush around her delicate skin. Dropping his own pants, he held her hips lining up his cock.
Lady Kar opened Lord Canton’s buttons one by one and pulled him free. The lace of her gloves wrapped around him and pulled on his hardening shaft as they watched the second young man split the girl. The exotic girl groaned and bucked but never lost the cock in her lips. She pulled on the first man’s balls and Canton watched with growing arousal as the incredible length of the man disappeared down her throat. He groaned.
“You like what you see, my lord?” Lady Kar whispered her voice husky.
“Luck bastard, that.” He said
She smiled and released him, his ridged cock standing straight from his hips. She turned to him and slowly descended to her knees, voluminous dress pooling at her waist. She took the member in her mouth and incredibly, he grew even larger.
The Madame should have been watching the grand attraction. It was making her a lot of money with all the gentlemen and even a few ladies that gathered in the shadows. She should have been sure that it went smoothly for her guests, but Lord Canton wanted her. With all the girls and young women in the house to choose from, he was willing to pay EXTRA for the Madame.
She dove upon his cock with an enthusiasm she hadn’t felt for a long time. Taking him deep into her throat she used every technique and trick she’d learned over a lifetime of pleasuring men. Lord Canton groaned and closed his eyes and Lady Kar stroked him and let his discharge glaze her face.
When he was done, she smiled and kissed the tip of his manhood, licking the last of the moisture away. She tenderly put him back together and rose, his discharge still glistening on her face.
“Pardon me, Lord Canton,” she smiled. “I will return shorty, I need some fresh paint.”