Exclusive Entertainment

by Androgyne

Wouldn't we all like to visit Lady A's at least once?

The chauffeuse opens the door of the Bentley and stands back to let the young woman step out. She is young, perhaps mid twenties, and wearing a simple sheath dress of white linen that screams expensive tailoring. Her long blond hair floats around her lightly tanned shoulders as she stands erect.

"Park up and wait for me Joann! I'm not sure how long I'll be."

On long and slender legs she strides along a gravelled path towards the imposing country house that she's arrived at. Up several granite steps and then she halts before double doors to ring the bell. After a short wait footsteps are heard along a flagged hallway and the doors are opened by a maid in a black dress and white lace apron and cap.

"Yes Ma'am?"

"I'm Caprice Mason and I have an appointment to see Lady Antonia!"

The maid steps back to admit her; closing the door behind her.

"If you will follow me Ma'am?"

Caprice is led into a small parlour where a fire crackles in an ornate grate and is offered a seat in a leather covered wing backed chair.

"The Lady will see you very soon Ma'am if you'll wait here a moment."

After seating herself and glancing around the room Caprice hears a murmur of voices and then footsteps herald the arrival in the room of Lady Antonia Franklin. She is as tall as her visitor and a clearly attractive woman in her mid fifties. Her paisley pattern silk dress flatters her slightly angular figure and her short hair is iron grey. Smooth muscled calves and thighs are sheathed in black nylon. As Caprice stands Lady A as she's known to society takes her hand in both of hers.

"Ah Ms Mason welcome to my modest home! Please sit down again and we can talk about the details."

Lady A takes an identical chair and sits facing the young woman; arranging her skirts to emphasise her admirable legs.

"Well my dear you are much younger than my usual clients but you fulfil all the requirements including of course your financial status. You also passed the vetting process with flying colours. I'm sure you understood the need for a great deal of care in view of the consequences of any leak about what I make available here. I do hope you realise that once you experience our wares you would be considered a criminal?"

"I assure you Lady Antonia I am fully aware of your warnings and am quite prepared to go ahead. I have the required bank draft with me from my Cayman islands account."

"Then my dear if you'll follow me I've arranged a sample demonstration of what will be available to you and our other clients whenever you care to visit here."

When she rises and leads the way out of the parlour Caprice finds her eyes are fixed on the woman's narrow hips and taut buttocks and realises just how aroused she is. She is considering how much she would like to make slow and leisurely love, or wild and abandoned love, with this somewhat severe lady who is old enough to be her mother!

"The entertainment facilities are available every evening seven days a week both viewing and participating. Although you probably realise things become much busier and more hectic at weekends."

The grey haired lady leads Caprice up a wide and impressive staircase and along a lushly carpeted corridor into a large auditorium. Caprice is ushered to a line of seats; something like cinema seats but larger and certainly more comfortable.

"Please take a seat my dear!"

Lowering herself onto the soft leather seat Caprice finds she is gazing down into an area in almost total darkness that is perhaps eight or ten feet below her. Once Antonia has taken the seat next to her Caprice's hostess presses a button on the console before her and powerful lights blink on the reveal the arena below them. The illuminated space is occupied by a massive bed whose mattress is covered by a blue sheet and that is all that can be seen.

Touching the console once more Antonia speaks towards a microphone grill on it.

"Are they ready Camille?"

A husky female voice replies from the console.

"All is ready Madam!"

"Very well then begin!"

Antonia turns to stare at the young woman as she speaks.

"I'm sure you'll appreciate this Caprice my dear I never seem to tire of it myself!"

Soft music begins to play! Caprice recognises it as being from the ballet Swan Lake and as this dawns on her two figures enters the light from the left and right side of the large room below. Both are tall girls perhaps somewhere between 11 and 13? They move on points like ballerinas but they are not dressed as ballerinas.

One girl is very pale and her hair has been clearly dyed a dead matt black shade. The second girl is ebony skinned whilst her hair is bleached a pure snow white. Both girls are slender and small breasted. They both wear identical outfits. The white girl wears black ballet slippers and a black lace body stocking. Apart from her hands and head the only part of her body exposed is the area of her silk smooth vulva.

The black girl's costume is the reverse of her partner's with white slippers and a white lace garment covering most of her gleaming skin. Perfectly synchronized they dance lithely into each others arms. They kiss deeply and passionately as their hands roam over each others bodies. Stroking and caressing firm little breasts, taut buttocks, and slender thighs. On her seat Caprice gasps softly at what she is seeing and leans forward to take in the erotic dance of desire below.

Now hands move between thighs as the girls' stroke and rub their slick and moist labia!

Caprice's nipples have hardened and sprung erect whilst her sex is wet and tingling with growing excitement. Glancing across at Antonia she sees that the woman has spoken the truth and the tableau below has affected her powerfully. Through the thin silk she shows only a slight swell of small breasts but long and thick nipples are now tenting the cloth and her cheeks are flushed as her breathing quickens.

Now hand in hand and still kissing expertly the two girls step up onto the vast bed and settle with their thighs pointed towards each other. Sinuously, like two young snakes, they wriggle towards each other and scissor their thighs around each others like two exotic wrestlers. Slowly they begin to grind slick pussies together and the microphones transmit the soft wet sounds to a wildly aroused Caprice.

Antonia gulps hard and licks dry lips.

"I think we both need some personal attention now my dear! Poppy! Jasmine! Here now!"

At her words two exquisite young girls move from the shadows where they have been concealed in darkness. Both are blond though one is boyish and flat chested while the other has well developed breasts. Their only garments are tiny bikini briefs in emerald green. Jasmine, the busty one, attends to Lady A and slips free the tiny pearl buttons on her dress till she can part it to reveal those small breasts and the swollen nipples. At the triangle of her thighs is a small tuft of dark pubic hair above thick and dark labia already leaking creamy juices.

Poppy is very direct! She kneels before Caprice and slides her small hands up under her skirt to hook her fingers into the waistband of her pantyhose and briefs. Smiling invitingly she wriggles the lingerie down around Caprice's ankles as her head lowers towards a smooth shaven vulva. Even as lips are pursed and tongues are readied the two women's eyes are locked on the writhing girls on the bed below them.

Their faces contorted with pure lust the girls thrust against each others sopping pussies and their moans and shrill shrieks are loud and clear. Soft lips and a skilful tongue slithers over Caprice's silky flesh and one hand clamps on the arm of her chair while her free hand cradles the girls head to press it firmly against her cramping sex.

Antonia's eyes are also locked on the insane sexuality of the shuddering girls as Jasmine's avid mouth sucks on her dark labia. As fingers enter deeply into her hot depths Antonia grits her teeth though hoarse groans escape her lips. Jasmine's free hand clamps on a bloated nipple and squeezes it hard enough to cause real pain but pain is also pleasure to Antonia!

The girls on the bed erupt into simultaneous orgasms and their screams of release explode around the brightly lit area below.

Antonia's body arches up from the seat and she climaxes madly as her squirt soaks Jasmine's face, the girls lips and tongue still frantically working to please her mistress!

Caprice has held back her orgasm to the point of pain but when Poppy takes her long clit twixt her lips and flogs it with her tongue all restraint is blasted away. She writhes, shakes and shudders, and her vision blurs to red flashes of pure ecstasy. When her strength finally returns and her mind clears Poppy and Jasmine has departed and the only signs that the two girls were ever on the bed below are the dark spots and stains on the blue sheet that demonstrated their wild sexuality.

Antonia, as shaken and sated as Caprice, manages to rise from her seat.

"I trust you found your sample of what we supply as satisfying as I did my dear?"

Caprice barely has the strength or desire to reply but stammers out the words.

"Oh God yes Antonia and worth every penny of your membership fee!"

From the slender purse she has brought with her Caprice extracts a manila envelope containing the bank draft.

"There Antonia the whole sum in full!"

The woman smiles back at her as she accepts her fee.

"And now my dear I suggest we visit the excellent bathing facilities here as we both clearly need a shower after our delightful experiences!"

Later, and restored to immaculate appearance once more, the two women stroll towards the huge double doors of the house.

"So Caprice any questions before you leave here?"

"Only one Lady Antonia dare I ask it!"

"And what would that be my dear?"

"Would you be available to or even interested in me?"

Antonia's severe face lights up in a genuine smile.

"Why my dear I'm hugely flattered! I thought your interests were exclusively in the young ones!"

"My interests Antonia are in having deeply satisfying sex with any female who takes my fancy and you certainly have!"

"Caprice I am afraid that I have to greet another potential member soon or be assured we could retire to my bedroom and explore each others tastes and pleasures. Though I warn you some people consider my tastes somewhat extreme! Perhaps when you make an evening visit we can get much better acquainted? Friday evening is likely to be busy but I'm sure I can slip away for some time with you!"

"Friday then Antonia!"

The two women, out on the steps, kiss chastely and Caprice strolls over to her waiting limousine deep in thought.

When Friday night arrives Caprice is ready and set to join her new companions at Antonia's house of

pleasures and has ensured she looks her best. No pantyhose this time she wears a suspender belt and sheer seamed black stockings. She has paired this with high heels and a "little black dress" that looks simple but cost a fortune. Again her chauffeuse Joann drops her at the foot of those granite steps. From within soft music is playing and a hum of conversation can be heard.

"Thank you Joann I think you can take the evening off but consider yourself on call if I should need the car. The usual bonus applies if I need to send for you so either way you should be fine!"

Carefully she picks her way across the pea gravel and up the steps to the double doors, which are wide open, to be greeted by a pretty teenager in a butler's uniform.

"Good evening Ma'am! Ms Mason isn't it? One of our new members I'm assured and Lady Antonia told me to tell you she'd see you a little later on. The cocktail lounge is down the corridor to the left and then turn right and you can't miss it. Lots of ladies here tonight Ma'am and the live show doesn't start for an hour or so yet. Have a wonderful time and enjoy yourself!"

With a little extra sway to her hips Caprice sashays along the corridor and enters the buzz and hubbub of the smoky lounge, no smoking ban here in the big house, and heads for the bar for her first drink of the evening. As she approaches the counter a tall blond in a midnight blue trouser suit turns around and moves away. In her left hand she carries a flute of champagne and her right bears a snifter of brandy. Her jaw drops and pink champagne splashes over the edge of the flute. Caprice gapes at the lovely woman.

"Mother!"

"Caprice?"

In Part 2 Caprice and her mother will learn things about each other they never knew and the notorious Lady A joins the mix again!