This is a blog about Kinky stuff, at no point are any of the characters under the age of consent. This is the story of a young man discovering his true self with the guidance of a loving and understanding Aunt.
It is a tricky world for those who are searching for identity and we should all offer our love and support to those who are struggling.
Welcome
Hello and thank you for visiting my blog. Well it is not so much a blog more a place to share all the things i have written, drawn and generaly played with over the last 10 years. Most of them are related to my love of smooth slick Latex and shiny PVC, as well as the delights of feminization. I also have a huge crush on British TV presenter Carol Vorderman (The perfect model of the older woman) as well as the gorgeous Keira Knightley. (more my age). There will be nothing harsh or nasty here, just fun things, naughty things, sexy things and yes, well, Kinky things. Basically it's a stroll through the kinky lanes of my mind. hope you have fun. XXX
Welcome to Friday. I will be away this weekend but I and happy and proud to leave you in the soft and loving hands of Christeen and the adventures of Chris.
Wednesday already, time flies, but we must all make time for some fun.
First up, some breaking news. Step aside people, because the original is back and I an talking Carol Vorderman.
The Tv presenter and proud Welsh girl, showed off her stunning figure in a pair of leather Freddy's and dropped the cheeky hint that she had been filming in them this week for the BBC.Stay tuned for more.
Ok calm it down, Phew, Gotta say, loving the belt as well.....Ok. because now we have even more delights with the final part (only for now I hope) of Mandy Sweet Hearts wonderful story.
Unquestionably, the two sisters knew it would take over fifteen minutes to pass
through the gardens and reach the stables, but they never bothered asking Jane if she wanted to use one of the golf buggies, however, after driving for so long she was happy to simply stroll along at a leisurely pace.
While Jane took pleasure from the formal gardens she noticed how many latex clad maids were also taking in the solitude, and she eventually asked. “Celeste, how many boys do you have here?”
“I believe there are around fifty to sixty at the moment,” Celeste said eloquently, “I know that may sound like a lot but many are here to simply benefit from our non indulgent training. My sisters and I only have five permanently pretty boys each, and before you ask, all of them here are happy to serve their Mistress or Master. Although a few can be slightly displeased about the outfit they are instructed to wear.” Momentary, Celeste sounded extremely joyful. “Not all boys can be as devoted as your nephew.”
“I had to suffer for a couple of years when Andy became rather rebellious, but it was worth it, just to see how happy he is now.” Jane confessed and glanced around to see if he had heard her, but Andy was being escorted by Mistress Giorgia and they seemed to be having their own conversation.
“Good for you, I’ve always found boys can be simple creatures but they always come around, once they have been given the right persuasion.” Celeste said bitterly, then she seemed to cheer up as they approached a brick building. “Here we are. I’m sure you will enjoy meeting Mistress Alessia and her pets.”
The second Jane walked in she noticed that it was certainly laid out like any stable she had been in before, although it did appear to be much cleaner, yet it was the odor that was all wrong and it took her fractions of a second to place it correctly. When Jane had entered she almost gasped as it was the same fragrance that filled any boutique that sold latex clothing.
Once her mind had registered what was wrong Jane became more than mildly intrigued and as she was about to take a closer look when Celeste annoyingly said. “Lady Jane, I would like you to meet my other sister, Mistress Alessia.” With the way the sisters were always using the word ‘Mistress’, Jane felt as if she was being harassed and she wondered if they expected her to address them as such, but she couldn’t think of any reason why she would ever bow down to these women, therefore she politely said. “Pleased to meet you Alessia.” However, Jane found herself rapidly blinking as the person being introduced was almost indistinguishable from the other two sisters, that was apart from the slightest of facial divergence, maybe the only departure was that Alessia had relatively longer hair. Without any warning, a two-legged horse clipped it’s way out of a stall and elegantly sashayed towards the water trough. Jane could easily imagine why the auburn coloured hybrid horse would go to the trough and she looked at the womanly shaped person decked in light tanned latex, yet Alessia simply smiled and said. “Don’t worry, it’s perfectly safe to drink the water. I would do nothing to harm my beautiful pets.” Feeling moderately reassured, and seeing how the person was able to drink, she took a few steps towards him, then she asked. “How does he manage to drink?” “The head has straws inside of it, it takes me around a month to teach a maid to fit one correctly. You can even eat certain foods while wearing the outfit.” Jane was barely listening, her mind was centering on the Christmas she had enjoyed two years ago and the extraordinary gift she had received from her nephew, admittedly it was while Andy was being stubborn and refusing to wear any feminine clothes, yet he still adored his aunt and wished to stay with her over the festive season, and when Jane had agreed the only thing that had honestly alarmed Andy was how he couldn’t afford to buy her a lovely gift, but when he had arrived at her villa, Jane told him that he could be her little drummer boy, however, she didn’t mention how he
would be sealed in a latex suit and placed next to the tree as one of her figurines. Then Jane was brought back to the present and Alessia casually added. “Of course, unless they’re being punished, the outfit is removed once a day so one of the maids can wash each horse, not that Twinkle is happy when I undress him!” “Talking about food,” Giorgia chirped, “it must be time for dinner.” “I think you’re right.” Celeste agreed, “and we can lay out our proposal to Lady Jane too, then she unexpectedly chripped. “Plus, I have left Chantell alone in our inner sanctum, the poor boy must be thinking that I have abandoned him.” “She cares about that partial pet a bit too much.” Giorgia mumbled, but most of them had started towards the door and only Andy, who was more concerned about doing something out of place and joining this herd of horses, had really heard her remarks, consequently he was trying to keep a low profile until they left for the mansion.
Whereas Jane had attended many charity functions, therefore she had learnt to pace a meal that consisted of five courses, yet as they finished the fourth course Andy leaned over towards his aunt and whispered. “If I eat much more, they will need to roll me out of here.”
Jane lightly giggled, but not wishing to be overshadowed, Celeste said. “You must admit, along with our personal recommendation of your product, it’s an extraordinary business opportunity, Lady Jane.”
“Considering the low interest rate you are suggesting, and your individual patronage, it shows wonderful possibilities. However, I will need to allow my solicitors to go over the fine print before agreeing.” Jane said in her most business-like tone. Glaring at her sisters, Celeste said. “You would be a poor business woman, if you had recommended otherwise, Lady Jane.”
Despite the continuing narratives that the two immaculately dressed sisters were recipients of, Giorgia chirped. “If you two have finished discussing the boring profitability of our offer, I believe there was talk of a fashion show!” Before she could be asked about it, Jane tilted closer to Andy, tenderly ran her fingers down his arm and whispered. “Will you do it for me darling?” Sighing gently, Andy said. “Will you help me change?” Then he giggled softly. “It will be like the old days.”
Before Jane could give him her reply, Celeste barked. “Toni has been placed at your disposal.” She then glanced at Jane and continued. “You don’t have to be concerned at all Lady Jane, Toni has been ordered to act like a respectable lady.”
*****
Not that it was difficult, but somehow Jane was able to convince her nephew to do as she wished, and that she believed everything would be alright; and having been persuaded that Alessia was standing just outside of the small changing room, Toni was in such a flutter that he could barely think straight as Andy wriggled his way out of his own clothes, yet he could see how the other boy would nervously glance at the door.
While Andy unfurrowed the first of the pink latex stockings so it seamlessly covered his shapely leg, Lady Jane pontificated by slowly walking along the makeshift stage but her mind kept wandering towards her nephew and she hoped that he was safe. She strolled up to the rostrum once again, thought about standing in front of it for a moment but instead she spun on her glossy red heels and caught sight of an overfamiliar face and smiled as he waltzed the fingers of one hand in her direction, yet she knew it was as uncommon sight to see her nephew entirely decked in pink latex and Jane desperately wanted to tell him how cute he looked with the pink bow in his hair.
Although Andy could see how his auntie was watching him, he was starting to walk towards the centre of the moderately raised area and a little pout appeared on his face as he did but, despite his features being beautifully decorated with cosmetics, or the large pink bow in his hair, Jane was more interested in how his excessively glossy dress seemed to ripple with each step. Then she remembered that she was supposed to be describing the outfit. “Ladies, as you can see Andy is wearing one of the tiny latex dresses from my domestic range. However, I’m sure you will agree that you have not seen many hotels insisting on their staff wearing such a gorgeous little outfit as Andy is right now.
“It has been cut very short to insure the lady of the house can always see his pretty pink, latex panties and it is adorned with lashings of lace around the neckline plus the edge of the sleeves, and with twenty small latex bows along the hem, therefore keeping your delightful pretty boys happy, and if they might be one of those silly boys that thinks that feminine clothes are not to be worn by boys, just a tiny hint of how you will lock them into this dress and take them shopping,” Andy twirred around and while he was using a slender finger he pointed to the holes where a small padlock could be fitted Jane continued, “and they will always be obedient.” Jane paused for a moment as she considered what else she could say about the outfit, and she marvelled as Andy elegantly glided across the highly polished wooden floor.
Jane had just thought about how to describe the latex, but Andy saved her the effort by deciding that it was time to change.
When Andy came out for the second segment he was wearing an almost identical outfit, only this time, apart from the lack of stockings, he was dressed in a baby blue dress with matching six inch Lombardo shoes. Jane wondered how they knew his shoe size for a moment, but she just assumed that the footwear belonged to one of the mansions’ maids.
Somewhat grateful that she hadn’t mentioned to four way stretchiness of the glossy latex they used, as Andy started to parade himself in front of the ladies from the sisterhood, Jane began with that, but having earlier alluded to most of the outfits’ features she soon found herself grasping for something to add, but Andy decided to shorten this particular part of the presentation and gracefully made his way towards the exit.
***
Primarily due to the way the three sisters were smirking, especially the abyssal discernable sneer on Celestes’ lips, anger commenced to brew within Jane as she was starting to believe that Andy was taking much too long with his change of outfit this time. Yet, even if it meant searching every room in the building, as she was about to find the room she heard a rapid clicking of heels and then they paused.
Glancing over to where her nephew was waiting, Jane could see the way he scolded her and glancing her eyes over his long flowing, lustrously smooth black latex maids dress Jane thought she understood the reason for his disapproval and why it had taken so long to change.
Turning back to the small audience, Jane said. “Ladies, I am sure you will approve of our next dress, it’s from the prestigious line…” She waved Andy onto the stage, and as she guessed he could only take miniscule steps. “Ladies, although the gown appears to consist of a long sleeves and sweeping skirt,” she quickly went over to where Andy was still mincing to the centre stage and she lifted the skirt, “but as you can see ladies, it comes complete with a latex underskirt, one that you will be pleased to hear, can be tightened until, like Andy here, the wearer is scarcely able to walk.” Dropping the skirt, Jane returned to the podium and continued to describe the relatively featureless dress, then she added. “As with all our creations, like the gloves he is wearing and underskirts, other accessories are also available.”
Abruptly, there came a soft sound of applause from the three ladies of the sisterhood,
and Celeste said. “Well done Lady Jane, congratulations and forward my praise to Andy, he really should become a catwalk model.” The faintest of frowns wrinkled Janes' brow. Although Celeste could not see the miniscule furrow, she elaborated. “We just wanted to know if you really knew your lines, but I really was not expecting my sisters to select identical dresses. If I had known, I would have told one of them to select something different.”
“I was somewhat surprised to see it too, we have a rather large amount of latex clothing to choose from. I would have thought you might have selected some evening wear or some other gown.” Jane stated, but she merely said this for something to say. “To be honest, as I said, we only wanted to test your product knowledge.” Celesta repeated, then asked. “After your long journey, and extended day, you are going to stay the night, aren’t you?”
Ignoring the sarcastic undertones towards her age, but still feeling uneasy about the whole arrangement of the sisterhood, Jane considered how she could snooze on the plane and invoking her most diplomatic tones, she said. “I would love to stay, but I have a previous engagement with several dignitaries later this evening and I just can not avoid them. I am afraid Andy and I will just have to return to London, but I would be very appreciative if I could freshen up a bit.”
“Of course, of course!” Celesta foundered. “Where are my manners? I will have Chantill show you to where Andy has been changing and then to your rooms so that you will be able to freshen up in private.” Then Celeste alluded to how the contract would be forwarded to Lane Jane.
“Never again!” Andy groaned as he stepped out of the small shower cubicle and finished drying himself off. “I’ve never felt as if I had ever accomplished anything so demeaning.”
“Celeste said that you would make an extraordinary catwalk model.” Jane said and almost giggled as Andy stopped what he was doing and glared at her. “Someone looks upset.” Jane stated, and this time she did giggle. “How can I show you how grateful I am.”
As always, Andy instantly chastised himself for having obnoxious thoughts towards his aunt and his features softened, then he nonchalantly said. “Will has been hinting about wanting to see Cats, but I know he can’t afford the cost of a theatre ticket.” “Maybe, if you hurry up and get dressed, then help me wash and change, you might find three tickets waiting for us when we get home.”
“I was hoping for an evening alone with him,” Andy said softly and stepped closer to Jane, “but if you wish to come, I think you should invite Kitty. You two should stop pretending that you’re just friends.”
With Andy standing so close Jane didn’t have to move, unfortunately Andy didn’t realise this until Jane swotted his naked butt, but he could see the dreamy expression on her face.
To be continued?......
Now the return of a blog Favourite, the fun, talented and beautiful Katy Perry, lit up my feeds this week with a couple of wonderful moments.
Firstly at The Academy Museum of Motion Pictures Opening Gala in LA with the gorgeous Orlando Bloom.
And then in a little add for Spotify, wearing the classic Katy dress.
and just in case you could not recall that dress. (cheap excuse to re-post a fave pic Ed)
and now, our dear friend Skinnie Stallion has been working on this wonderful work for so long now and this week added to the story of Peter over at his blog.
and finally, May I introduce you to the dizzy, breathless and sweet Emily Monks, You-tuber and influencer. There is just something so sweet about her, so English and I have chosen this first one, because it includes the ultra cute heel try-on fail.
I do hope you a a super weekend, I did, oh yes I did, too short but wonderful. So sorry if this post is a bit shaky.
Today we have a piece I previewed a while ago over on Patreon. It was naked and free of my dialogue and you sweet Patrons came up with some super ideas for what was going on.
However I am happy to say, no one got it spot on. So today we have the full piece but after I will run the Patreon comments which all take the image to new horizons.
Biggest hugs
XXX
Andy
And now Comments and ideas from Patreon.
From aster
Andy has not been thorough with his waxing and Aunt has found a few stray ones. "It is not good enough, Andy! You must keep up the highest standards of beauty care! I will not allow less than perfection with a perfect boy like you".
From Nena Zeigler
Andy being told off because he’s leaving saucy letters for the milkman , while its Aunty Jane bit of rough.
Lady Jane telling Andy he should be naked , or in a latex catsuit
I could see Lady Jane having a bit of rough , flashing her self behind a frosted glass door
😂😂😂
From Skinnie S
I don't know where my original has gone. Seems to have disappeared overnight. ?
Anyway after your comment, I thought I'd try a different tack.
"Oh, Andy, I'm so sorry. Have you been like this all the time. I'm surprised the batteries haven't run out. You must have moved my phone when you cleared away after lunch. I've only just found my note on the floor."
"I'm OK, Auntie, but please can you turn it off, now? So many times," he gasped. From the look on her nephew's face, it looked like it was about to happen again. She thought he'd never looked prettier. His hair was dishevelled. He might have had a shag-cut but he'd clearly been playing with it, not knowing what to do with his hands. She was proud of his devotion to her. He'd not switched off or changed the setting, or come to her while she talked to Mrs.Chalfont after lunch. His devotion was so sweet. He did what he was told like a good sissymaid. She was so pleased with the progress he'd made. Those three weeks at The Sisterhood's Finishing School had clearly done him good, although he still didn't want to talk about his stay. She was so proud of her nephew. Such a good boy. The little latex collar suited him so well too.
"I will do when I can find my phone. Can't you do it manually?"
"I'm all sticky down there. I need to keep my hands clean while I prepare Tea. I think your phone's on the mantlepiece. I moved it there when I cleared the table."
"I guess my Post-It note must've fallen off when you moved it. I only just saw it on the floor as I was coming to check on the arrangements for tea. Kitty will be here soon. If we don't find my phone, you'll be on all the while she's here and you're serving. Mind you, Kitty will enjoy seeing you like that. I think Mrs.Chalfont was a bit perplexed at lunchtime. She couldn't work out where the buzzing was coming from. But she did think you were very pretty and she thought it was sweet the way you jiggled as you were serving her."
"I'm sure it's on the mantlepiece, Auntie. I'll call you with mine."
"Oh, that won't do. I'll have it put it on silent when Mrs.Chalfont arrived. I wanted to give her my full attention if I'm going to be accepted on to the WI Committee."
"I'm sure I'll find it if you let me look.
"No, you get the kettle on and I'll look."
"All right, Auntie." Lady Jane put the Post-It note done on the counter top, swivelled on her Louboutin heels and went back to the Dining Room. Even if she did find her phone, she thought she'd leave the App going for a bit longer. It would amuse Kitty when she told her the story. And she was sure Kitty would love seeing Andy squirming a bit longer.
Andy laid out the cakes on the stand then glanced at the yellow piece of paper on the counter. "H off 1:30". It was now nearly 3:30 and Kitty would be arriving any moment. He could always try turning off manually. The door bell rang. No time. What a shame, too. Will was coming round tonight and all he'd probably want to do was apply some soothing cream, and curl up and sleep.
From oflorenz
Andy ignored one of the tasks Aunt Jane had written down on the post-it, and Auntie is so disappointed! I'm afraid the poor maid will be punished soon...but how?! I love Jane beautiful heels and her yellow tight dress shaping her amazing figure ✨
From Skinnie S
"And what does this mean young lady? Pray tell." Andy could see that Aunt Jane was not happy. How had he been so foolish as to leave that reminder note on the counter top. He might have guessed that Lady Jane would come into the kitchen to check everything was in order before her guest arrived for tea. He'd been rumbled. "Er, nothing." "I don't thing it means 'nothing'. In fact, I think it's very precise about what it means." "Well, it was just a reminder....." "Yes, post-it notes like this usually are. So pray tell, what does, '3.30 W' mean? You know we don't have secrets, Andrew." "Sorry, Auntie. Like I said, it was just a reminder." "But for what." Andy squirmed. "Well, it was a reminder about Will." "Yes. Somehow, I didn't think it was going to be reminder to turn on the water. And what about Will?" "I was going to call him." "Really? Just a call, or were you going to try to get him to come round while I was having tea. I can see how you've tousled your hair. You've been playing with it since lunchtime. It's almost as if you've been a bit distracted.' You may have had a shag cut yesterday, but that's not what you're getting this afternoon."
As ever I am delighted to present four super new pieces from our Friend Christeen. You know what I like about hosting Christeens art, apart from the honour, It is that it give both you and Christeen the opportunity to comment and chat about the images.
So here we go and have a happy weekend (I know I will.Wink Wink XXXXXXX)
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Andy
PS
All you lovely people who have sent me Emails, I promise to catch them up real soon and Melissa, I promise to pass that pretty image on ASAP .
Welcome to Wednesday and I am delighted to say we are totally in the hands of our friends and contributors
Enjoy
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By Mandy Sweet Heart
The missing Chapters part 4
Chapter Four.
With Andy appearing to be lost in the reflections of his recent humiliation at the
filling station, and maybe he was imagining the ones yet to come, Jane knew he would be alright because every now and again he would mumble. “I wish Will was here with me.” Or something similar, and Jane felt that she could empathise with him, therefore she drove at a steady sixty.
Despite driving along the monotonously straight road for well over an hour, and with very little of the unrestricted scenery reshaping itself, an electronic voice abruptly sounded. “Turn right in one mile.”
Using the mirror and glancing around her, Jane was mystified as she couldn’t see any indication of any buildings and apart from the tarmac in front of her, there was little sign of any civilisation, but in seconds the road plummeted into a lilliputian canyon and they could both suddenly see the immaculately tended gardens opening out before them.
For Lady Jane, the only despondency she felt was due to the gardens being laid out in a precocious French style that was popular during the seventeen hundreds, she would have prefered the design to be created in an Italian landscape. However, as she marveled at this creation in the middle of what was essentially a wildness, even Andy seemed to come back to life, as he too was impressed by the sight.
“Let’s get this over with, and then we can go home.” Jane purred as she cruised up to the gold finished, ornamental cast-iron gates, complete with an attached gatehouse. Hastily glancing at either of the pillars, Jane looked for an intercom but to her unexpected surprise the gate was manned, and both Jane and Andy watched the young person hurry towards them, though the individual was having some difficulty walking on the finely graveled pavement while wearing six inch, spiked heels. “He’s pretty.” Andy softly said, and yet he was truly impressed by the attendants tiny black glossy maids outfit.
“Hush child, or I’ll inform William about all of your unbecoming behavior.” Jane said in a tone that left little to the imagination, and Andy realised that she didn’t just
imply right now but he was to constantly act as her subservient assistant while they were here.
“Please forgive me for keeping you waiting, Ma’am.” The attendant begged, and Jane realised that this was the same line as the chauffeurs had used and she guessed that all of the boys had to use it.
“I’m Lady Jane Fullerton-Jones,” Jane said briskly, yet in a tone that left little imagination to who was the superior here, “and this is Andrew Watson, I believe the sisters are expecting us?”
“Of course Ma’am. The sisters have been awaiting your arrival,” the boy grovelled, then he reached for something in his decorative apron pocket and aimed it at one of the pillars while pleading. “However, please may I ask you to drive carefully? It’s just that there may be gardeners around, plus a few maids may be on a day off and they tend to stroll around the gardens.”
By the time the effeminate gate keeper had finished talking the gates had fully opened, Jane gave him a curt nod before smoothly depressing the accelerator and began driving away at an extremely sedate pace.
Somehow, Jane kept to a pace that would accommodate anyone walking close to them, and although the infrastructure during the mile long drive was impressive she was finding the momentum absolutely tedious, hence she couldn’t find it in her heart to berate Andy when he became restless in his seat.
Eventually they passed a group of tall coniferous trees that had been meticulously encouraged to grow into a hedge and before them stood an immaculately maintained white building that would have looked at home in South Carolina before the American civil war.
After such a long drive, Jane was happy to finally turn the key to turn off and allow the hot engine to cool down, and despite the quiet clicking she found the silence a further delight, the stillness was so complete that she heard Andys’ latex garments modestly creaking as he lifted himself from the seat.
Andy started to straighten out his tight latex trousers, but seeing how his aunt remained behind the steering wheel he hurried around the front of the vehicle so he could open the door and help her out. However, he fought against the loose grave, an effort that was multiplied by the way Andy was attempting to stop the precipitous heels from being ruined when they sunk into the stones.
Thankfully he made it without any mishaps and as he held the car door open he was undecided where to place his eyes, naturally he was concerned about his aunts’ warfare but his eyes kept being distracted by the two beautiful maids quickly gliding through the bell shaped doors and down the white marble steps. “Keep your eyes off of the boys.” Jane advised.
“Boys? Are you sure, Auntie Jane?” Andy cautiously asked.
“I counted six as we drove through the gardens.” Jane purred while Andy blinked, then took another look and wondered if he needed glasses. “If you don’t behave I’ll treat you to the horse whip again.” Jane added, and watched as a grin spread over Andys’ features, the sight delighted her and she bent to whisper in his ear. “I’m sure you won’t want me to tell Will about all of your kinky habits!”
Andy definitely felt unsure about Will knowing too much just yet, and he began to instantly concentrate on what Lady Jane demanded of him. Yet as Jane eased away from him, she was distracted by one of the maids who had been dutifully waiting for her to finish addressing her ward. “Ms. Lady Jane Fullerton-Jones?”
Jane simply nodded an acknowledgement, although Andy seemed to be preoccupied by her fancy lace neckband and wrist trimmings.
“If you please Ma’am, my name is Chantill.” The taller, blond maid began. “Mistress Celeste has requested that I escort you to her. I can see you have some luggage strapped to the car and if you have any more, Toni will be more than happy to take it to your rooms.”
Although Jane had not considered staying at the mansion for long, she knew that she wished to freshen up and change before returning to London and she cautiously handed the keys to the brunette maid. “Thank you Ma’am.” Toni said in a lustrously soft feminine voice.
“I prefer to have Andy doing my unpacking.” Jane blatantly stated before gently taking hold of Andys’ hand and following Chantill up the stone steps and through the wide doors that led into a broad, elongated entrance hall that had the deep perfume of fresh lilacs and sumptuous feminine perfume.
Whilst the musical sound of clipping heels seemed to surround them and with Andy still in tow, Jane continued to follow Chantell along the hallway until they had reached the last doors, where Chantell softly said. “Please wait here a moment, Lady Jane.” Then he swiftly knocked and opened the door before entering.
The maid had only been in the room for less than a minute before reappearing, and while using a hush voice, he ushered Lady Jane and Andy to go in. “I’m sure the Mistress will be with you soon.” Chantell whispered before returning to the hallway.
Luckily, Jane was familiar with other people imagining that their time was more important than hers’ and she used the time to appraise the woman as she sat on a deep cushioned, leather sofa. Nonetheless, Jane found it hard to place the womans’ age, maybe that was due to the dyed, platinum blond hair that had been cut into a classic bob and the style made her appear around sixty, yet her clothes told a different story, like Jane, she wore a pair of classic, black Christian Louboutin pumps and whereas Jane favoured leather, the woman the maid had called Celeste was attired in a knee length, black latex skirt with a black corseted jacket that was fastened to the white collar and glowed with an unreal luster.
After a minute of being ignored Jane started to assess the room and her eyes were immediately drawn to a display case containing several gold phalluses, and as Andy let out an audible gasp Jane went to take a closer look. There were only four objects on the display, yet the smallest one was around fourteen inches tall with an advantageous girth.
“I see you’re admiring my sisters’ ornaments.” A deep feminine voice said softly. Jane turned towards the voice and saw Celeste pulling on an old fashioned velvet bell ribbon. “Personally, I am much more concerned with technique and stamina than size but she just loves to belittle the new boys, by telling them that this is the dimensions of a real man.
“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting Lady Jane, may I call you Lady Jane?” Although Jane normally would be opposed to people using her title, she would allow it this time and she nodded dismissively.
“Good, and I’m pleased to see that you are interested in our offer.” There was a courteous knock on the door and the maid, Chantell, entered, he gave a quick curtsy and said. “I’m very sorry to keep you waiting Mistress Celeste, is there something I can do for you?”
“Yes, take this note to Ms. Darkly and ask her to write a letter for me, I wish it to explain how I will accept Ms. Stoners’ maid for training.” Chantell accepted the piece of paper, but before he could give another curtsy, his Mistress seductively said. “Then come right back here, I have a feeling that I might need you later.”
Abruptly, a third voice appeared and Janes’ attention was automatically drawn to the three high back gothic chairs facing the rear gardens. “If you two are going to be talking business, maybe I should take Lady Janes’ sissy to see the stables.” As the woman who had just spoken started to show herself, she instantaneously stepped to greet Jane, although Jane was stunned to see another woman and how much she appeared to be just like Celeste including an identical latex outfit, yet a fervent growl began, one that seemed to be issued from Celestes’ direction, and instantly the other woman simpered. “Forgive me Mistress Celeste.”
“Mistress Giorgia, you know how I do so hate the phrase, sissy,” then she turned to Jane to continue. “I much prefer beautiful boys, don’t you?” Celeste asked Jane, but before Lady Jane could reply, Celeste suggested. “However, it’s a wonderful idea and we should all go.”
The interaction between the two sisters had only lasted mere seconds, but it gave Jane enough time to realise that, just as there was a hierarchy within any organisation, there was within the pinnacle of the Sisterhood.
To Be Continued.......
And now some sweet translations of my art by our dear friend Girlie Morgane.
Here is a clip featuring my favourite member of South Korean Kpop group Mamamoo, the beautiful Hwasa. By the way it also features a pair of super slick vinyl pants.
These next three are images sent to my by our dear Lee, Thank you Lee you send me such sweet images which really do inspire me.
If I may, I love the first one here.
This is so Gothic, I love it
and amazingly Lee even somehow tapped in to my love of Blue biker leathers amazing
