La Torse de Venus

The procedure followed exactly the same pattern as on his previous visit, and as before, he found Madam and her aides in the same room, with 'La Torse' reclining on cushions covered in her silk wrap. He sensed however that the girls were not quite as attentive as before, indeed two of them were reading glossy magazines, did they trust him a little more than last time perhaps?

"Ah, welcome Monsieur, come sit with me! I trust your return means that you found your last visit pleasurable?"

"Indeed Madam, extremely so," Michael replied.

"Bon! We will endeavour not to disappoint you on this occasion." As she said this she actually winked at him. "You would be more comfortable in a change of clothing I suspect. My girls will help you."

Two of the girls rose from their chairs, so Michael interpreted this as an order as much as an offer and headed toward the door which he knew led to the bathroom.

As before, the girls helped him to undress and shower, paying meticulous attention to his personal cleanliness, but as before, making no attempt to arouse him, or excite him any way. Nevertheless being only human, he felt his pulse quicken, a sign that his masturbation of the previous night would not spoil his appetite. Finally wearing only a silk dressing gown they ushered him, not into the bedroom as he had expected, but back into the lounge.

"Welcome back Monsieur. I would like some refreshment, perhaps some iced fruit juice, or coffee or tea perhaps?"

"I am happy with whatever you prefer Madam." He replied.

"Claudine, iced orange juice for me and my guest if you will please." One of her aides rose and left the room. "Perhaps, in the meantime perhaps you would like to open my wrap?"

Once again Michael mentally noted the extra degree of freedom in being allowed to do this himself, unlike last time when one of Madam's girls exposed her.

He needed no second bidding. He noted the tattooed breasts, which this time had the added embellishments of nipple stretchers. Beautifully crafted from gold filigree in the form of spiders webs, each one surrounded a nipple, the 'web' covering the areola. The opening in the centre of each was flanked by two delicate posts surmounted a small ring. Through these rings, and a piercing in the nipple, passed a small gold bar, held in position by two gold spheres which prevented it from sliding out. By this means her nipples were extend by roughly one and a half centimetres, and held erect between the posts.

Looking down to her vulva he saw once again the tattooed lotus design, but also piercings. Six in each labia, equally spaced along the length of each, through which small gold rings had been inserted. A silk ribbon passed through each in turn from top to bottom, ending in a neatly tied bow. The ribbon effectively, though obviously not very securely, lacing her vagina closed. Why he had not noticed her piercings on his first visit he put down to being overwhelmed by the sheer excitement, and the shock of seeing her body as a whole. Was this some sort of subtle message he wondered. Perhaps indicating that for whatever reason it was 'out of bounds'.

By this time Claudine had returned with a jug of iced juice and two tumblers upon a tray which she set upon a small table brought by one of the other girls. They both returned to their chairs and resumed reading, apparently indifferent to the interchange between himself and Madam.

Before he had time to resume his seat, Madam said "Sit beside me, Monsieur, and you can help me drink if you would be so kind. He did as she bid and while they drank they chatted idly, Michael hardly able to keep his eyes or hands off that unique body.

At last she said, impishly he thought, "I assume that you have not come to visit me to indulge in smalltalk, delightful though that is."

"I have come, Madam, to enjoy whatever diversions it pleases Madam to indulge in."

Laughing she said "You are not by any chance in the diplomatic corps are you?" Then, "Perhaps you would be more comfortable without your robe."

As he removed the garment she looked down at his groin, and his stiffening penis. Once again with the impish note in her voice she said "Ah I see you do indeed have matters other than smalltalk on your mind."

As Michael resumed his place beside her, he asked "May I put my arm around your shoulders Madam?"

Again that impish tone. "If indeed I had shoulders Monsieur, I would be happy to accommodate you, as it is you will have to be content to embrace what little I do have."

He slid his right arm behind her and drew her close to him. The narrowness of her upper body caused by her absence of muscle and upper arms resulted in the fingers of his right hand coming to rest on her nipple. He quickly raised his fingers clear, remembering from his first visit to do only what Madam allowed.

"You may fondle my nipple, Monsieur, if it pleases you, indeed, both, if you wish. You may use your mouth also."

Michael massaged her nipples taking each of them in turn into his mouth and sucking gently upon them. She began to moan softly, and after a few minutes murmured. "You may caress my lotus.."

Moving his free left hand into her groin he cupped and massaged her vulva, paying particular attention to where he guessed her clitoris was situated beneath the closed lips of her vagina.

Her breathing became more rapid and the soft moaning increased, almost gasping she said "You may remove the ribbon."

Needing both hands, he withdrew his arm and kneeling in front of her, carefully and gently unfastened and removed the silk ribbon, allowing him to part her labia majorae. She lay back, eyes closed, breathing heavily.

"Please use your tongue, Monsieur, until I ask you to stop."

After a few minutes of this cunnilingus, accompanied by massaging and caressing of her breasts and nipples she asked him to stop. "It would seem only fair that I offer you the same. Would you like me to fellate you, or perhaps suck your testicles, if I can accommodate them."

"Oh, Madam, I can think of nothing I would like more, but may I beg a few minutes rest. I fear that were I to submit to your ministrations at the moment there may be an unfortunate accident, and I do not wish to offend you by ejaculating into your mouth, even inadvertently."

"I appreciate your consideration Monsieur, and of course you may rest. In the meantime I will retire to the bedroom to prepare myself and await you there.

At her signal, one of her aides came, lifted her from the couch and carried her naked torso through the door which Michael knew led to the bedroom.

A few moments later she returned and said simply, "Madam awaits your pleasure."

Michael knocked gently on the bedroom door and accepted the invitation to enter. Madam was not on the bed as last time, but seated in a chair, which Michael soon realized was adjustable in the manner of an executive office chair, but less bulky in construction and appearance. Two of her aides stood one each side.

"Come Michael, I hope you will find this way a little more comfortable."

He stood before her, and one of the aides adjusted the height of the chair so that her mouth was level with his penis. "If you can promise me no accidents, I will suck your penis without a condom, if you wish."

Michael nodded his assent. She leaned forward slightly, steadied by her two aides, and took his penis into her mouth, expertly sucking and massaging it with her tongue and lips. Boy, was he glad he had masturbated last night ashe enjoyed the warm wetness. Eventually he called upon her to stop and allow him to rest. As he recovered a little she asked "would you like me to take your testicles into my mouth, though I can't promise to be able to accommodate their bulk I will try?"

"Oh, yes please, Madam." He replied.

At this, one of the aides began to recline the chair until Madam was almost horizontal on her back.

"Be so good as to straddle my face and my aides and myself will do the rest."

He did as bid, realizing now the reason for the lack of bulk in the chairs construction, as he straddled the part supporting Madam's head, facing her lower half, his scrotum, made baggy and loose by the heat of the room hanging above her lips.

One of the aides spoke. "If you would support yourself on the chair arms and lean forward and lower your body a little, Madam will be able to take you."

As he did this, he felt one of the girls gently grasp his scrotum and guide it towards madam's waiting open mouth, whilst minor adjustments were made to the chair. She was only able to take one testicle at a time, but the sensation was like nothing he had experienced before.

Madam paused and released him. "Unfortunately Monsieur, as a result of nature, I am unable to offer you intercourse on this occasion, but as compensation I will fellate you to orgasm and allow you to ejaculate into my mouth provided you wear a condom, or I will suck your testicles whilst one of my aides masturbates you to orgasm. The choice is yours, Monsieur."

Michael chose the latter and was gratified that he managed to enjoy the ministrations of the two women for longer than he expected, before exploding into the scented tissue held beneath the tip of his penis by the girl who had masturbated him, one of his testicles still in Madam's warm moist mouth.

As before, Madam thanked him for his courtesy and consideration before being carried from the room by one of her aides. The remaining girl, Claudine, helped to clean him up and dress him in his own clothes before directing him to the reception room.

He was helping himself to coffee when the familiar receptionist entered smiling.

"I trust your meeting was enjoyable Monsieur. Your account will be debited in the usual manner. Madam asks me to give you this small memento of your visit. She handed him a small beautifully wrapped box. "When you have finished your coffee, if you would be so good as to press the bell-push on the desk, our chauffeur will return you whence you came. Perhaps you will visit us again Monsieur. Good day." With that she left.

Seated inside the screened rear of the limousine Michael unwrapped the package. The box contained a high quality USB pen-drive. Embossed into it's leather cover was a relief of the Vénus de Milo, and through the eyelet intended to allow attachment to a keyring or similar, was threaded the silk ribbon which earlier had laced Madam's vagina closed.

Arriving home he wasted no time in inserting the drive into his computer. An 'auto-run' file executed, and Madam's face appeared on the screen. I trust that you find the small gift acceptable," she said. "On this drive you will find a video file. The file will play exactly ten times and will then erase itself. Any attempt to copy the file will result in it's immediate erasure. At the end of this introduction a password needed to access the video file will display for 30 seconds, after which time both it, and this introduction, will be erased. You are advised to make a note of it, as failure to enter it when prompted will again result in the contents of the drive being erased. You have 20 seconds in which you may pause this video introduction at this point only, in order to find writing material if you wish."

Michael clicked on the pause button while he went to the bureau for pencil and paper. Resuming playback the password was displayed, and he copied it from the screen. The screen cleared, and Madam's face re-appeared. "Goodbye, and it is my sincere wish that we shall meet again, should you so wish. The pen-drive can be used for storage as normal both before and after deletion of the file. I trust you will find it useful."

The screen blanked and cleared displaying the contents of the drive which consisted solely of a single .wmv file. He had no problem creating a directory and moving the file into it. He then checked that properties were set to 'read only', and the contents of the folder set to 'hidden', before running the file.

The video was a complete record of his visit from the time he entered her lounge to the point where she was carried out of her bedroom, following his orgasm, by her aide. The intro was clearly pre-recorded 'stock footage' as there had been no time for her to record it, and the rest of the video was completely unedited and shot from a single, though very carefully sited viewpoint, presumably by a hidden camera.

As he watched the video, occasionally pausing or rewinding and replaying a section, he was struck by one thing. La Torse never made, or even attempted to make eye contact with him. This gave her the air of a submissive, even slightly indifferent participant in the proceedings, even though, as Michael hoped at least, she seemed to enjoy it.

One down, nine to go, thought Michael. I wonder how much this has cost me.

La Torse de Vénus 3

Michael scanned his bank statement, searching for the entry relating to his meeting with Madam. He found it and frowned in puzzlement. She had charged him sure enough, but the amount was little more than a token. Was she trying to encourage him? He dismissed the thought as quickly as it had formed, more likely it was a ploy to get him hooked and then sting him for the maximum, but even so, if he chanced another meeting with her and she did indeed debit his account for the maximum agreed amount that wouldn't alter the fact he had still enjoyed her services so far for peanuts, she couldn't sting him in retrospect. After considering the situation he decided he had little to lose by visiting her again.

The arrangements were as before. The take it or leave it appointment. The screened limousine to who knew where. The businesslike receptionist.

"Ah. A pleasure to meet you again Mr... Madam is waiting. Please go right in."

He politely knocked on the familiar door and entered.

"Michael," she smiled, "how glad I am to see you. I hope you are well. Come and sit next to me!"

As he crossed the room to her couch he noticed that the only other occupant of the lounge was Claudine, who appeared to be engrossed in a novel. Has she relaxed her security a little further because she trusts me a little more? He wondered. As he sat down, Madam ordered Claudine to fetch coffee without asking him his preference. When they were alone she looked up at him and said quietly. "I have looked forward to seeing you again. Put your arm around me and give me a hug, please!"

Gone was the formal 'arms length' interchange. She was talking to him like a normal woman. He held her close to him until Claudine returned with the drinks. When she had set them down on the usual small table she left. They were alone.

They finished their coffee and once again Michael put his arms around her and held her close. He slid his free hand under the wrap which covered her. He found her left breast and nipple, which as before, was held erect by her extender, this time however he felt something else. He opened her wrap and was lost in admiration for what confronted him.

Instead of the gold bars which on his previous visit had traversed her nipple piercings to hold them in place, there was a ring through each, and through the rings was thread a golden chain. The chain went down to her vulva, where it passed through a third ring which pierced the hood of her clitoris, resulting in it being pulled slightly erect as well. The free ends of the chain were joined between her breasts by a small padlock. Truly a 'Delta of Venus' he thought.

As before her vagina was laced shut, but this time there were no rings in her labia. A fine silken cord was threaded directly through the piercings and secured with a bow. The result was that her labia were closed more tightly, and her vaginal entrance sealed just that bit more firmly than before.

Was this some subliminal act on her part? By dismissing her aides she became more vulnerable. Did she subconsciously compensate by guarding her chastity more closely? As he looked he noticed a small key dangling from the cord at the base of her vagina.

"Do you like what you see?" She asked.

"Indeed Madam. I am speechless. When I first saw your naked body I thought it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, but embellished as it is now, I am lost for words."

"One has to make the most of one's assets. Having no fingers to wear rings, or wrists, or ankles to wear bracelets I must wear my jewellery where I can. By the way, my name is Chloe." She glanced down at his groin where his erection was clearly visible. Laughing she said, "It looks as though now would be a suitable time for you to shower and change."

Blushing slightly he headed for the bathroom. Behind him Chloe called "Shall I ask Claudine to help you?"

"I think I can manage, thanks," he retorted. He didn't rush his ablutions. Partly to allow himself time to calm down and partly to ponder the possible reasons for Chloe's undoubted greater intimacy. When he returned she was still as he had left her. There was no sign that any of her aides had been into the room.

"Are you going to free me from my bondage?" She laughed.

He knelt before her and carefully began to unlace her labia, taking care not to damage the delicate flesh through which it was threaded. Finally he had the key with which to unlock the chain. As he removed it she said "You can free my nipples, and remove my hood ring too if wish."

A few minutes later, and she was as he had seen her on their first meeting. Suddenly she looked so vulnerable. Without thinking he picked her up and pressed her torso to him and kissed her fully on the mouth. She stiffened,but only momentarily, then relaxed and responded to his lips with hers. Afraid that he had gone too far, he released her. "Oh God I'm so sorry Chloe, I don't know what came over me. I couldn't help myself." He stammered.

She perused his horrified face then smiled, saying as she did "Do it again! Then take me into the bedroom!"

He laid her on the bed from where she looked up at him "Go ahead, have your wicked way with me but please be gentle!" She invited.

He climbed on to the large bed and knelt over her to suck her clitoris and use his tongue in her vagina. After a few moments he felt her tongue alternately stroking and flicking across the tip of his penis. It gradually stiffened, and Chloe began to moan softly. Quietly he heard her "If you want to put it in my mouth you'll have to lower yourself a little." Obligingly he did so, and at the same time she wriggled her torso to better position herself. He felt her lips close over his glans so he lowered himself further, feeling his member slide into the warm, moist softness of her mouth, she gagged, he withdrew, felt her swallow, then she gripped him with her lips, signalling that she was OK. Feeling her mouth trying to draw him further in he lowered himself a little more, until he felt a gentle squeeze which he took for a signal to stop. As she thus pleasured him, he returned to reciprocate. Quicker than he expected he sensed her reaching a climax, as he himself was. He raised himself to withdraw his penis from her mouth in order not to ejaculate down her throat, but she held him with her lips and he felt her shake her head. She was going to let him climax into her mouth! Well, he couldn't stop himself now, and neither could she. There orgasms coincided in an eruption of ecstasy.

Having regained his self control he turned his attention to Chloe who was coughing up his semen. He brought tissues and cleaned her, gently cradling her head. "Can I get Claudine to bring you anything?"

"No there is water by the other side of the bed. That will suffice."

"I am ever so sorry. I tried to..." He tailed off as she hushed him into silence.

"I know you did. I didn't want to spoil it for you, but now I think it's time for you to get dressed."

As he donned his jacket he turned to her and pleadingly asked "May I see you again Chloe?"