She Shouldn't Want to Know... 13/14
Links to all parts:
1/14 - ... who is Lady A-?
2/14 - Interlude: Irv is Frustrated
3/14 - ... how much submission excites her.
4/14 - ... if Andrea has a girlfriend.
5/14 - Interlude: Irv Finds Ammunition
6/14 - ... the identity of her playmates.
7/14 - Interlude: More Frustration for Irv.
8/14 - ... how much her friends value her.
9/14 - ... how much of a turn on Lady S- is.
10/14 - Interlude: Irv Gets a Warning
11/14 - ... how many kneel to Lady A-.
12/14 - Interlude: Irv in Lust
13/14 - ... how life could get any better.
14/14 - ... what was coming in the future.
Author: TrialPenmanship
Title: She shouldn't want to know...
Chapter: 13/14 - ... how life could get any better.
Rating: M/NC-17
Pairing: Emily/Serena (Miranda/Andrea established)
Prompt: None
Length/Word Count: 8k+
Summary: Emily shouldn't want to know the things she finds out even if she does likes it afterwards
Disclaimer: Devil Wears Prada, the book and the movie are owned by their respective producers. I am making no money from this foray into femslash fanfiction.
A/N: Once again, I labeled the sections as chapters though they are very short.
A/N: Also once again, this hasn’t been beta’d, so all mistakes are mine alone.
A/N: There is a lot of backstory here that isn't included. I might be able to be persuaded to put that into writing.
A/N: This deals with bondage and discipline. I am not in the lifestyle so it is probably all bull*, but know that the characters don't view themselves as being in the lifestyle. It applies to certain aspects of their personal lives so that they have an area where they may relax.
Emily listened to her fiancée as she rambled and paced in the secondary room in the Society's apartment. Finally the redhead stood in front of her lady.
"Mariella trusts you." She held the tall blonde's eyes. "Lady A- says you're ready." Serena was calming down.
Emily knelt, her tail tickling her ankles and that seemed to be the final key for Lady S-'s rise to ascendance.
Then it was time. Lady S- led Miss Fox out and greeted the other members of what some had come to call 'The Lady's Society.' Miss Fox accompanied her at her left elbow. Once an assistant… she thought.
Miss Tiger nodded an abbreviated bow as Serena asked, "How are you doing tonight, Miss?"
"Very well, Lady S-. May I compliment you on Miss Fox's outfit? I believe that anyone here would have been happy to follow her stylistic lead had we known." Emily was in two thirds of a Valentino set that Miranda had commissioned for her birthday.
"Thank you." Then Lady S- was moving on. In the last six months Emily'd had a chance to meet and socialize with every member of the Society so tonight's greetings were warmly received.
Miss Lion was a publishing executive - married but only on paper. Miss Hart was a writer at the Wall Street Journal who was trying to break into mystery writing. Miss Gazelle was a surgeon at New York Presbyterian Hospital. Miss Macaw was a painter, with very positive reputations in commercial art, fantasy motiefs, and portraiture. Miss Rabbit, often referred to as Miss Bunny, was an heiress. And the latest member of the group was Miss Wolf, Emily's mani-pedi and laser hair removal contact, who had earned her tail six weeks earlier.
They made their way to a low dais where Lady A- and Miss Ermine sat. The queen and her consort reigned over her court. Lady S- bowed to Lady A- who rose and hugged her tightly. "You'll be magnificent!"
This week they were celebrating so much. Nigel had moved on and Emily was now the Art Director for Runway. Serena had proposed and Emily said yes. Miranda had proposed and Andrea said yes. Serena had come into her majority for a trust that her grandparents had established. She wasn't on par with Miss Rabbit, but she could afford the apartment like the one in which they were standing. Miss Rabbit was taking up full time residency in New York City to take a new position in the 'noticeably unnamed' family company. Miss Macaw just had a painting at auction that inspired a bidding war between two museums and a private collector. It sold for a seven digit figure and Miss Macaw was now a name of consequence in the art world.
Soon it was time for the purpose of today's gathering. Mariella appeared, her garter belt a one-off piece by an artist in leather whose primary area of concentration was shoes and boots. Her shoes were Christian Louboutins and the garter belt, black with red inserts, matched perfectly. She wore her collar with ease and nipple shields held in place with diamond tipped bars that another potential member of The Lady's Society had hand-crafted in platinum. Her clitoral hood was pierced and her belly piercing supported a tag which simply read 'The Lady's.' Tonight she wore a bit gag which would allow her to bite down as needed.
She had blossomed in six months since her removal from Runway. Virtual ownership by Miss Jaguar and Miss Tiger and her public interaction with members of The Lady's Society had changed her attitude on a personal level, and working for Miss Jaguar and Miss Tiger had given her confidence in her professional life. After tonight Miranda was considering offering her a position back with Runway as a social media representative. All involved, including Mariella, agreed that she had changed for the better.
This was the first time that Lady S- and Miss Fox were playing together and Emily found it almost too arousing. Every member there except Lady A- had five minutes to attempt to bring the candidate to orgasm. Every time she came she would receive the attention of a cat-o-nine-tails wielded strong enough to hurt, and even leave welts, but not break the skin, and the number of strokes would increase with each orgasm. Miss Tiger had reported that the slut was extremely responsive, so the girl needed to see for herself just how long she could deny herself pleasure.
Emily loved this aspect of earning one's tail reflecting back to her night. She had needed to learn how to relax. Prior to that night her orgasms were infrequent and almost always at her own hand. Having it taken out her own hands allowed her to give up trying to control everything and simply accept what was. Their slut, on the other hand, had lived for the immediate moment. Emily smiled as she recalled multiple late nights discussing how to get the girl to delay gratification and learn its benefits.
Miss Ermine was first. She stood in front of the woman who lay on her back and pulled on a harness with a long slender dildo. She lubed it and placed the tip at the woman's back passage. Emily almost wished to masturbate as Miss Ermine slowly but without pause filled the woman with the toy. She pumped a few times in silence then smirked as she continued and said, "Do take your time showing us that you are ours. You know how I love waiting." Emily almost came at that, but she watched as the words had even more of an effect on this evening's entertainment.
Mariella was biting the bit as she screamed her release. Miranda continued to pump throughout the climax then withdrew and Mariella was rolled over then her hips were grasped and pulled to present her ass for the cat. Lady S- struck three times.and Emily was impressed. Three strokes of the cat hurt like hell, but Mariella took it with submissive good grace.
Mariella held off for the rest of the hour before Lady S- stopped the attention. The candidate was crying near the end, and Emily had seen the muscles straining as she did her best to hold off. Then at Lady S-'s request, Lady A- descended from her dais and joined the candidate. Emily knew that she played with everyone in the group, but never at a Society gathering, so this was a first.
Andrea explained it to her once. "Em," she'd said, "I've slept with every one of the ladies. I know many of their hopes and fears, but it has always been as Andy. Lady A-'s role is to allow every one of you to relinquish control in this area of your lives, under very specific conditions. Almost every one in the group must maintain iron control of their environments and their minions and Lady A- provides an opportunity to surrender away from the public eye."
Emily was fascinated by this. She'd enjoyed the sex and the gatherings were a time for her to be Miss Fox, with Emily Charleton locked away, but she'd never given it much thought as to what that meant. Andrea had continued. "Very seldom do the personae manifest themselves in normal life. Does the fact that you know Miss Ermine and have been used for her pleasure impact your respect for and obedience to Miranda?"
Emily allowed that it never occurred to her to think of Miss Ermine while at work. She'd watched Miranda and Andrea's interactions and noted that away from gatherings like tonight, Miranda appeared to take an active, almost dominant, hand in Andrea's life while in public. In private they were amazingly equal, each respecting and acknowledging the other. That insight had led to a private discussion with Serena who'd noticed the same thing. Thankfully Emily and Serena could be equals in public as well as private.
Emily dragged her thoughts back to the present as Lady A- sat in full lotus in the middle of the floor. She wore a custom dildo in its custom harness that, when mounted in said harness stood at about twenty degrees away from the body. Lady S- directed Mariella to sit on the dildo facing the sitting Lady, legs circling Lady A-'s waist. Andrea held Mariella close and whispered in her ear while the dildo's end filled her sex. Hands stroked each other and Mariella began to shudder, her breaths becoming more labored and deeper. Mariella froze and began to keen as her climax was achieved. The brunette's hips were still slowly rocking, stirring the dildo in its sheath, the tip slowly stroking the woman inside and sustaining the orgasm without increasing the intensity for the arrival of the climax.
When Mariella began to babble almost incoherently, Lady A- nodded and Lady S- knelt behind the woman who was becoming less and less aware of her surroundings. Lady S- pressed the lubricated anal plug into the woman trailing a lovely artificial tail behind her. That was the impetus to intensify the woman's reaction as she held Lady A- tight to stop the movement of her partner.
"Know that we have a new member of our Society." Lady A- spoke while still holding their new member. "I present to you Miss Leopard." The applause was soft but heartfelt. No one disturbed their newest member as she clutched her last partner and rested, her head on the other woman's shoulder, tears of relief wet on her cheeks.
Soon, all that was left was Miss Ermine, Lady S-, Lady A-, Miss Leopard, and herself, Miss Fox. Miss Rabbit had lingered briefly to speak to Miss Ermine, but it was brief. They helped Miss Leopard get cleaned up and ready for bed, though, like Miss Fox during her first night, she refused to be parted with her tail. She sat on the edge of the bed as Andrea and Serena prepared for bed and Miranda and Emily donned their coats to ward away voyeuristic eyes.
Miranda kissed Andrea and wished her sweet dreams. Emily kissed Serena and each assured the other that they were confident in their love. Mariella was poured into bed and Serena and Andrea climbed in to sandwich the lucky woman.
Miranda had called for her car. It being late enough Roy was done for the night and Miranda's new driver, Lara, arrived to pick them up. Miranda made an offer that Emily accepted, so a brief stop at Emily's apartment allowed her to gather clothes for the morning and then the two of them arrived at Miranda's townhouse. With the twins at their father's the two women would share a bed tonight, and though the two slept in the nude and cuddling close, no overtures were made to escalate the encounter. They both needed to be near someone and understood that Miss Leopard shouldn't awaken alone.
As Emily fell asleep, held by a beautiful woman whom her fiancée trusted fully, she realized, she didn't want to know a life any different than this.
next...
1/14 - ... who is Lady A-?
2/14 - Interlude: Irv is Frustrated
3/14 - ... how much submission excites her.
4/14 - ... if Andrea has a girlfriend.
5/14 - Interlude: Irv Finds Ammunition
6/14 - ... the identity of her playmates.
7/14 - Interlude: More Frustration for Irv.
8/14 - ... how much her friends value her.
9/14 - ... how much of a turn on Lady S- is.
10/14 - Interlude: Irv Gets a Warning
11/14 - ... how many kneel to Lady A-.
12/14 - Interlude: Irv in Lust
13/14 - ... how life could get any better.
14/14 - ... what was coming in the future.
Author: TrialPenmanship
Title: She shouldn't want to know...
Chapter: 13/14 - ... how life could get any better.
Rating: M/NC-17
Pairing: Emily/Serena (Miranda/Andrea established)
Prompt: None
Length/Word Count: 8k+
Summary: Emily shouldn't want to know the things she finds out even if she does likes it afterwards
Disclaimer: Devil Wears Prada, the book and the movie are owned by their respective producers. I am making no money from this foray into femslash fanfiction.
A/N: Once again, I labeled the sections as chapters though they are very short.
A/N: Also once again, this hasn’t been beta’d, so all mistakes are mine alone.
A/N: There is a lot of backstory here that isn't included. I might be able to be persuaded to put that into writing.
A/N: This deals with bondage and discipline. I am not in the lifestyle so it is probably all bull*, but know that the characters don't view themselves as being in the lifestyle. It applies to certain aspects of their personal lives so that they have an area where they may relax.
Emily listened to her fiancée as she rambled and paced in the secondary room in the Society's apartment. Finally the redhead stood in front of her lady.
"Mariella trusts you." She held the tall blonde's eyes. "Lady A- says you're ready." Serena was calming down.
Emily knelt, her tail tickling her ankles and that seemed to be the final key for Lady S-'s rise to ascendance.
Then it was time. Lady S- led Miss Fox out and greeted the other members of what some had come to call 'The Lady's Society.' Miss Fox accompanied her at her left elbow. Once an assistant… she thought.
Miss Tiger nodded an abbreviated bow as Serena asked, "How are you doing tonight, Miss?"
"Very well, Lady S-. May I compliment you on Miss Fox's outfit? I believe that anyone here would have been happy to follow her stylistic lead had we known." Emily was in two thirds of a Valentino set that Miranda had commissioned for her birthday.
"Thank you." Then Lady S- was moving on. In the last six months Emily'd had a chance to meet and socialize with every member of the Society so tonight's greetings were warmly received.
Miss Lion was a publishing executive - married but only on paper. Miss Hart was a writer at the Wall Street Journal who was trying to break into mystery writing. Miss Gazelle was a surgeon at New York Presbyterian Hospital. Miss Macaw was a painter, with very positive reputations in commercial art, fantasy motiefs, and portraiture. Miss Rabbit, often referred to as Miss Bunny, was an heiress. And the latest member of the group was Miss Wolf, Emily's mani-pedi and laser hair removal contact, who had earned her tail six weeks earlier.
They made their way to a low dais where Lady A- and Miss Ermine sat. The queen and her consort reigned over her court. Lady S- bowed to Lady A- who rose and hugged her tightly. "You'll be magnificent!"
This week they were celebrating so much. Nigel had moved on and Emily was now the Art Director for Runway. Serena had proposed and Emily said yes. Miranda had proposed and Andrea said yes. Serena had come into her majority for a trust that her grandparents had established. She wasn't on par with Miss Rabbit, but she could afford the apartment like the one in which they were standing. Miss Rabbit was taking up full time residency in New York City to take a new position in the 'noticeably unnamed' family company. Miss Macaw just had a painting at auction that inspired a bidding war between two museums and a private collector. It sold for a seven digit figure and Miss Macaw was now a name of consequence in the art world.
Soon it was time for the purpose of today's gathering. Mariella appeared, her garter belt a one-off piece by an artist in leather whose primary area of concentration was shoes and boots. Her shoes were Christian Louboutins and the garter belt, black with red inserts, matched perfectly. She wore her collar with ease and nipple shields held in place with diamond tipped bars that another potential member of The Lady's Society had hand-crafted in platinum. Her clitoral hood was pierced and her belly piercing supported a tag which simply read 'The Lady's.' Tonight she wore a bit gag which would allow her to bite down as needed.
She had blossomed in six months since her removal from Runway. Virtual ownership by Miss Jaguar and Miss Tiger and her public interaction with members of The Lady's Society had changed her attitude on a personal level, and working for Miss Jaguar and Miss Tiger had given her confidence in her professional life. After tonight Miranda was considering offering her a position back with Runway as a social media representative. All involved, including Mariella, agreed that she had changed for the better.
This was the first time that Lady S- and Miss Fox were playing together and Emily found it almost too arousing. Every member there except Lady A- had five minutes to attempt to bring the candidate to orgasm. Every time she came she would receive the attention of a cat-o-nine-tails wielded strong enough to hurt, and even leave welts, but not break the skin, and the number of strokes would increase with each orgasm. Miss Tiger had reported that the slut was extremely responsive, so the girl needed to see for herself just how long she could deny herself pleasure.
Emily loved this aspect of earning one's tail reflecting back to her night. She had needed to learn how to relax. Prior to that night her orgasms were infrequent and almost always at her own hand. Having it taken out her own hands allowed her to give up trying to control everything and simply accept what was. Their slut, on the other hand, had lived for the immediate moment. Emily smiled as she recalled multiple late nights discussing how to get the girl to delay gratification and learn its benefits.
Miss Ermine was first. She stood in front of the woman who lay on her back and pulled on a harness with a long slender dildo. She lubed it and placed the tip at the woman's back passage. Emily almost wished to masturbate as Miss Ermine slowly but without pause filled the woman with the toy. She pumped a few times in silence then smirked as she continued and said, "Do take your time showing us that you are ours. You know how I love waiting." Emily almost came at that, but she watched as the words had even more of an effect on this evening's entertainment.
Mariella was biting the bit as she screamed her release. Miranda continued to pump throughout the climax then withdrew and Mariella was rolled over then her hips were grasped and pulled to present her ass for the cat. Lady S- struck three times.and Emily was impressed. Three strokes of the cat hurt like hell, but Mariella took it with submissive good grace.
Mariella held off for the rest of the hour before Lady S- stopped the attention. The candidate was crying near the end, and Emily had seen the muscles straining as she did her best to hold off. Then at Lady S-'s request, Lady A- descended from her dais and joined the candidate. Emily knew that she played with everyone in the group, but never at a Society gathering, so this was a first.
Andrea explained it to her once. "Em," she'd said, "I've slept with every one of the ladies. I know many of their hopes and fears, but it has always been as Andy. Lady A-'s role is to allow every one of you to relinquish control in this area of your lives, under very specific conditions. Almost every one in the group must maintain iron control of their environments and their minions and Lady A- provides an opportunity to surrender away from the public eye."
Emily was fascinated by this. She'd enjoyed the sex and the gatherings were a time for her to be Miss Fox, with Emily Charleton locked away, but she'd never given it much thought as to what that meant. Andrea had continued. "Very seldom do the personae manifest themselves in normal life. Does the fact that you know Miss Ermine and have been used for her pleasure impact your respect for and obedience to Miranda?"
Emily allowed that it never occurred to her to think of Miss Ermine while at work. She'd watched Miranda and Andrea's interactions and noted that away from gatherings like tonight, Miranda appeared to take an active, almost dominant, hand in Andrea's life while in public. In private they were amazingly equal, each respecting and acknowledging the other. That insight had led to a private discussion with Serena who'd noticed the same thing. Thankfully Emily and Serena could be equals in public as well as private.
Emily dragged her thoughts back to the present as Lady A- sat in full lotus in the middle of the floor. She wore a custom dildo in its custom harness that, when mounted in said harness stood at about twenty degrees away from the body. Lady S- directed Mariella to sit on the dildo facing the sitting Lady, legs circling Lady A-'s waist. Andrea held Mariella close and whispered in her ear while the dildo's end filled her sex. Hands stroked each other and Mariella began to shudder, her breaths becoming more labored and deeper. Mariella froze and began to keen as her climax was achieved. The brunette's hips were still slowly rocking, stirring the dildo in its sheath, the tip slowly stroking the woman inside and sustaining the orgasm without increasing the intensity for the arrival of the climax.
When Mariella began to babble almost incoherently, Lady A- nodded and Lady S- knelt behind the woman who was becoming less and less aware of her surroundings. Lady S- pressed the lubricated anal plug into the woman trailing a lovely artificial tail behind her. That was the impetus to intensify the woman's reaction as she held Lady A- tight to stop the movement of her partner.
"Know that we have a new member of our Society." Lady A- spoke while still holding their new member. "I present to you Miss Leopard." The applause was soft but heartfelt. No one disturbed their newest member as she clutched her last partner and rested, her head on the other woman's shoulder, tears of relief wet on her cheeks.
Soon, all that was left was Miss Ermine, Lady S-, Lady A-, Miss Leopard, and herself, Miss Fox. Miss Rabbit had lingered briefly to speak to Miss Ermine, but it was brief. They helped Miss Leopard get cleaned up and ready for bed, though, like Miss Fox during her first night, she refused to be parted with her tail. She sat on the edge of the bed as Andrea and Serena prepared for bed and Miranda and Emily donned their coats to ward away voyeuristic eyes.
Miranda kissed Andrea and wished her sweet dreams. Emily kissed Serena and each assured the other that they were confident in their love. Mariella was poured into bed and Serena and Andrea climbed in to sandwich the lucky woman.
Miranda had called for her car. It being late enough Roy was done for the night and Miranda's new driver, Lara, arrived to pick them up. Miranda made an offer that Emily accepted, so a brief stop at Emily's apartment allowed her to gather clothes for the morning and then the two of them arrived at Miranda's townhouse. With the twins at their father's the two women would share a bed tonight, and though the two slept in the nude and cuddling close, no overtures were made to escalate the encounter. They both needed to be near someone and understood that Miss Leopard shouldn't awaken alone.
As Emily fell asleep, held by a beautiful woman whom her fiancée trusted fully, she realized, she didn't want to know a life any different than this.
next...