The Walks

She smiled. She released the hem and at the same time twirled. It was as though in slow motion. As she moved so the skirt rose. A quarter round it rose enough to expose her thigh; half way we could all see the curves of her bottom and its cleft. At three quarters the whole thigh was exposed. As the twirl stopped the skirt was high over her abdomen. The jacket prevented it rising any further but it had risen enough. There for everyone to see were her reddened and engorged labia. The crowd and ourselves exploded. I was blinded by the myriad flashes. "Again" was chanted with a deafening rhythm. She smiled again.

As though in a ritual, with the smile came the hands grasping the hem. We went silent knowing our role in this theatre, all 800 of us. The hands released and the twirl began. This time it was slower. We all knew the script. The reveal started with the thigh, then the curves, then the complete thigh and finally the full view. The audience exploded. There was a rush to the stage and endless flashes and the noise! The master of ceremonies was speaking over the loudspeaker system but no one could hear. I saw Madeleine come up behind Alice and lead from the stage. I guessed Alice had won whatever the competition was.

We three forced our way back round the side of the stage to join up at the rear. When we got there Madeleine was talking earnestly to one of the organisers who magically produced a frock. As we crowded around Alice who was scarlet, the frock was thrust in front of her. Madeleine with evident urgency said

"Come on Alice, put this on quick. The police will be here soon if we are not careful."

Madeleine started to take Alice's jacket off and Claire started undoing the buttons of the blouse. Alice stood quietly moving her limbs like a doll at the manipulation of Madeleine and Claire. As soon as Alice's upper half was bared the frock went over her head and she was quickly covered. The skirt and socks were soon off and a pair of flat shoes appeared to replace the one's belonging to Gogo. With the noise still roaring from the front of the stage we set off at a brisk pace. Madeleine and Claire flanked Alice, holding her hands whilst Kathy took my arm.

We were back at the car in double quick time and set off home. Kathy and Madeleine spoke excitedly about the street theatre we had just witnessed. Claire also said it was the most erotic thing she had witnessed and then praised Alice for her bravery. Alice smiled but kept her counsel. Claire asked me what I had thought of it. I said that I thought also that it was amazingly sexy and that I thought Alice was incredibly bold. Alice smiled at me and mouthed silently "I love you". I grinned in response.

The journey home appeared far quicker than the outward one. We drove into the lodge area and once again many of the families were out BBQing and playing games. We piled out of the car and I held out my hand to Alice to return to our lodge. Madeleine and Claire stepped forward and started to undo the buttons on Alice's frock. In seconds it was off, over her head and but for the shoes she was naked. Blushing, she took my hand and we set off for our lodge. Madeleine did her usual farewell

"Make love to her well Les, she deserves it."

I knew without looking that everyone out on the site was watching our journey. Once inside we fell into a long firm embrace and I told Alice how much I loved her.

Chapter 6 Art

It was our last day. We got up early and breakfasted on the patio at the rear of our lodge. It was chill but very sunny and promised to be a beautiful day. After a couple of cups of tea and a cafetiere of finest Java we mused about this different holiday. Normally, we would be in the Lakes but something had persuaded us to venture in the Dales. I thought we were going to start talking about our adventures when the dulcet tones of Kathy could be heard coming around the side of the lodge. She was talking to someone who I guessed to be Madeleine. I looked across to Alice and saw from the smile on her face that this interruption was going to be welcome. Sure enough both hove into view and bade us a hearty good morning. Alice and I were still in our dressing gowns but they were both dressed.

We invited them to join us and I offered them some our Java. Both agreed. I went to the kitchen to recharge the cafetiere and kettle. Through the window I could see that both Madeleine and Kathy were huddled forward talking quietly but intently to Alice. For once Alice was taking a full and active part in the conversation. I was obviously getting into this because I made the conscious decision to delay my return to the table. Instead I just watched. The kettle boiled its load and switched itself off. And I waited. The conversation continued. I was jolted out of my watching brief when Kathy looked across to the kitchen and called for the coffee. I rapidly made it and joined the three ladies outside. It was just 8 o'clock.

Madeleine asked me to be mother and both Alice and Kathy laughed. All conversation ended whilst I distributed cups and saucers and sugar. I returned to my breakfast place sitting opposite Alice. Madeleine and Kathy were between us on either side. After nursing her coffee for a short while Madeleine called us to order and started her presentation.

"After yesterday we were eating our supper when Kathy realised that today is your last day. We discussed this at length (including Claire who is having a bath) and even discussed it with Jo."

"Is she here?"

"No Alice, we talked about the plan for today on the mobile. Unfortunately, she can't join us as she is busy, but she thinks it's a good idea and is excited at the thought. So we made preparations last night and have come along this morning to sell the deal to you. What do you think?"

It was obvious that "You" was in the singular and didn't mean me. Whilst I was making the coffee they must have explained today's programme to Alice and were now awaiting her response.

"Well, yyes" Alice replied.

"Good then as soon as we have drunk the coffee, let's start. Kathy please let Claire know and remind her to tell Jo. Now Alice let me help you get ready."

And with that I was left alone at the breakfast table. There was still some toast (cold) but edible and that would have to satisfy my curiosity for the moment. Another coffee helped to wash that down by which time Alice and Madeleine had made for the spare bedroom. Madeleine called through and told me that the bathroom was free and that I should get myself clean. Dutifully, I obeyed. Thereafter, I decided smart casual was the call for today. Rather than wait I wandered outside in front of the lodge.

Kathy hailed and asked me to help load the car. We put three fair sized and weighty cases into the boot. The plot thickened. I now learnt about privet and its adoption by the compleat gardener. This lesson was easily long enough for Alice and Madeleine to finish their preparations and join us. Alice was in jeans, trainers and a sweatshirt. Knowing that it was best to remain quiet I sat with Kathy in the front whilst Madeleine and Alice conferred in low whispers in the back. I recognised the route. We were heading to York again.

There was no park and ride this time. Instead we drove into the city. We stopped illegally on Nunnery Lane and the three of us piled out. Kathy swept off as soon as we extracted the cases. The look I received from Madeleine made it clear that girls do not carry cases such as these. Manfully, I tucked the smallest under my arm and with another in each hand I trailed after them as they ambled up Micklegate, hand in hand. A pleasant walk was ruined by the hordes of tourists. Then again it was York after all. Our destination was Ziggy's; a night club. Madeleine knew her way in and I followed.

The exotic interior was crossed and into the rear we ascended the stairs to a much more refined room. It must have been some 30 yards square. The décor here was far more restrained than Vegas in Yorkshire downstairs. Here there was a lot of plush velvet upholstery with ever-changing mood lighting. Madeleine turned to me and asked me to stay where I was; in the middle of the floor. She and Alice went behind some foliage and I heard a door open. I put the cases down and prepared for a lengthy wait. Instead I was joined by Kathy who gushed about how beautiful and tasteful this was sweeping an encompassing arm around us both. I agreed more out of politeness than agreement. She was about to launch into another view when a very pretty young woman glided to us from the side.

"Hello. I'm Crystal and I work here. You must be Kathy and you, Les."

Stupidly, I just nodded. This was one very high maintenance lady. Her tone was well educated with no trace of accent beyond RP. Interestingly, the permanent smile stopped just below her eyes. To me she looked very bored. She continued

"Could you put the cases over there, please?"

I followed the languid finger which drooped in the direction of another door to our right. I knew she meant me so putting on my best strong man routine I heaved the wretched things over to their appointed place. Stifling the shortage of breath I sauntered back to the centre of the room.

"The show isn't on until 10 tonight. May I suggest you go and explore. Kathy, here's a pass for you both when you return. Just come down the alley at the side and present it to the Health and Safety guys at the door there. So see you then."

With that, she turned with ease on the tall heel and whilst strolling away called over her shoulder

"Bye."

I knew we were dismissed. Kathy and I left, down the stairs and out into the street. The crowds were still there. It was a little before lunch and we had until this evening before returning. We looked at each other and decided to eat. Then it was shops. She likes clothes and I like gadgets so we took it in turns to choose the next store. After a rigorous campaign with shops screaming for mercy, we had a coffee. So off to the art gallery and a museum and another coffee. It was now 4. More shops occupied enough time to get us hungry enough to book an early evening meal. It couldn't come too soon as my feet were dead.

After that a gentle walk got us to 7:30 and enough patience expended to head towards Ziggy's. This time a drink was in order a couple of doors down. At 8 Ziggy's opened and we were able to go past the very large Health and Safety duet on the side door. I felt neither healthy nor safe in their company. We were met inside by Crystal who led us to the first floor and a table near the edge of the room. We were first there. We were brought a complimentary flagon of water and two glasses. Crystal warned us quietly, against purchasing alcohol. A quick look at the price list showed she had reason.

Over the next hour and a half the room filled out nicely with smartly turned out people. It was evident there was money here earned one way or another. We certainly stood out as the poor cousins with our informal dress and protractedly nursed water. At 9:45 Crystal appeared with a microphone and welcomed us all to the show. I was now curious as there was no stage. A sexy jazz music started to play over the sound system and the lights changed so that each table was lit by a narrow focus bulb from on high. The rest of the room had its lighting subdued. There were perhaps 100 of us in the room. I certainly felt the oldest there. From the one corner emerged a more or less naked woman.

She was wearing a Venetian ceramic-style mask. On her breasts were crimson tassels. She had a bejewelled navel and a tiny golden chain slung low over her abdomen. From this hung a very short `modesty' panel of white cotton. On her feet were very high silver and strappy sandals. Her toe nails were crimson. She was a picture. Kathy nudged me

"Les, close your mouth, you are drooling (and I was!)."

This show pony of a woman walked with exaggerated steps around the room and between the tables. As she went past our table it was clear from the back that there was only the chain. We were wafted with her perfume. And then another emerged.

This one had a long brown pony tail, dark glasses and another set of high heeled shoes. There was nothing else. All her womanly charms were on display. She followed the same route around the tables. I was surprised to see a shiny jewel lodged between her buttocks. I looked at Kathy who said

"Use your imagination."

And I did. Gosh this was troublingly erotic. I feigned indifference and took a sip of my warm water. At that a third emerged. It was Alice. She wore a small painted horse mask but I knew it was Alice. Her breasts were exposed and from each engorged nipple hung a small bell that tinkled as she moved. Her pubis was naked but decorated with delicate henna designs. She was bare footed except for the crimson nail varnish. Her arms were around her back. As she tinkled round us I was surprised to see that her wrists were constrained by a short red silken cord. Shockingly her bottom was half covered from the back by a long blond `horse's tail'. As she moved sideways on to us I could see that the tail was attached somewhere between her buttocks; as before I used my imagination.

There were now three naked women, including Alice parading around the room in front of these evidently wealthy men and women who continued to talk. Finally, two more appeared. One was dressed in a male suit and the other was completely naked. They stayed still in the middle of the room with the naked one sitting at the feet of the suit. She sat carelessly so that her sex was open and on display. The other three took up positions around the room and stood. This was a signal.

People started to get up from the tables (both men and women) and advanced on the naked forms. Both men and women then started to caress the statues. I saw one women lift the modesty screen from the first girl and thrust her hand between the girl's legs. The girl squirmed and her face lifted upwards. A man had lifted Alice's tail and was caressing her bottom whilst another huge man caressed her breasts. Alice too was squirming. The third had been lifted onto a table and was surrounded by some ten men and women. There was a lot of animated chatter as she swayed in her kneeling position. No one approached the two in the centre. Kathy asked

"Do you want to get up?"

"Er, No. I think I prefer to stay here."

"That's Alice you know, the one with the horse's head. They will not leave her alone until she orgasms. You do realise that don't you?"

"I didn't but I do now. And if she doesn't want to, what then?"

"I don't think she will have much choice. Look! They're ensuring her hands stay round the back..."

"Well they can't move they're tied."

"You are silly. They aren't tied. The cord is wrapped round her wrists and the open ends are in her own hands. She can release her hands from the cord whenever she wants to. It's there for her modesty -- she is being forced. That's the modesty. Look."

"How can she release herself if they are holding her?"

"Because they are holding her the same way the cord did; loosely and completely under her control. This pseudo-slavery stuff is just artifice; none of it is real and no one is being coerced except for Jo in the middle."

"Jo?"

"Yep, that's her with Madeleine. Madeleine's the one in the suit. They are made up of course but that's them. You see Madeleine effectively owns Jo. Jo is ultra submissive and does as bid."

"They are lovers?"

"No! This is a power thing. Madeleine likes men too much to do that. Jo started out being adventurous and flashing people. You know, in shop changing rooms, never quite closing the curtain properly, and all that sort of thing. Then she met Madeleine who took her to a whole new level. She's had her naked in all sorts of places. She has even watched as Jo has been arrested for gross indecency. It's been a very bumpy trip for Jo. The daft thing is she loves it. She will be proper wet now. Oh look Alice's wet too."

She started laughing. I looked across and could see that the teasing men had achieved their aim and Alice was now floating accompanied by cat-like mewing. But they didn't stop and were joined by some women friends. Alice had some 7 people around her and all were active. I scanned round and saw all three of the women were so engaged. Those guests not actively playing a part were clapping and exhorting their friends on. I looked at my watch. It was 11:30.

The activities continued for another hour. By this time the three were exhausted. Madeleine and Jo hadn't moved. Finally Jo stood up completely naked and said loudly

"Enough!"

The place went silent for a few seconds and then all the guests moved back to their tables. Crystal re-entered the room and with Madeleine and Jo assisted the statues down from their tables and out of the room. There was a spontaneous round of applause from the guests.

It was then all over very quickly. Crystal came over and led Kathy and I through one of the doors to a small corridor. There we met Madeleine leading a naked Jo and a more or less naked Alice still wearing her mask and tail. She was, as I was used to by now, bright red and evidently excited and humiliated in some exquisite mixture. We followed the three down a back set of stairs to a large limousine. Our journey to the car was accompanied by the faint tinkling of Alice's bells and the swish of her tail. A chauffeur appeared and picked Alice up and put her in the car. I noticed she rested on her side. My imagination had been right. The tail was too painful to sit on. We joined Alice and drove silently back to the lodge.

There was no one out now. Alice and I manoeuvred until she was able to clamber on my back and we returned to our lodge. I had a wonderful time divesting Alice of her costume and we made passionate love despite the hour.

******

We had an early start the next day and set off. The journey home was peaceful and Alice slept most of the way. We saw no more of Madeleine, or Kathy or Jo or Claire. At home we discussed the events of the holiday for a while but soon enough work intruded and it faded back into our routine.

Several weeks later I had a call at work from Alice. It was mid-morning.

"Les, can you talk?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

There was a rustle and some voices murmuring. Then a new voice came on the 'phone

"Is that you Les?"

"Madeleine?"

"Yes. I thought I'd pay you both a visit."

******