Stepping into an elegant apartment, Belle chuckles. "Oh, right. He's a lawyer, a defence attorney. We met when he was defending a costume I was representing. Actually, my husband was the one who got me started in my 'exploits'. We were on the rocks, to be honest - We were married more to our jobs than to each other, sex lives non-existent, and I was starting to resent him for it. He was defending a villain, a guy named Jetstream, and I guess he caught me staring at the guy's photos. One day I came home, ready to start an argument, but instead of my husband, Jetstream was standing right there, where you are now." She gestures to a spot along the wall, facing the door, and shudders.
"Mmm, so warm... So full of your seed and your...blood." Tatiana gazes at his manhood hungrily, her warm breath tantalising against the sensitive flesh of his member. Her tongue presses against the bottom of his sceptre, right above his ballsack, before tracing a line upwards, licking at his cock, before she takes the head in her mouth, her cheeks pressing against the sides of his cock as she begins to suck, slowly moving her head down and taking more of him, inch by inch.
"Really!?... J-Jetstream." Jenny's thoughts shot to her last encounter with the villain and she shuddered as well before she regarded the spot Belle indicated. The memory of what he did to Harold was still fresh in her mind and she felt a wave of anger mixed with fear pulse through her, a sign that the affects of Panacea were wearing off. "I can't even imagine. I've read about him and how dangerous he is. It would be terrifying to see him in my home! And your husband decided to start with him!? Why?"
"What? You came here of your own volition, don't forget." Vince rubs it in, but doesn't stop her from leaving. Before too long, she's back home, Lawrence not noticing her new dress because of the coat being wrapped tightly around her, while Jacob's already asleep.
"Haah, sorry I'm late. I had to play nice with Vince, since he invited me to dinner." Vanessa grumbles to Lawrence, giving a brief explanation as to why she's only just arrived. "I'm a bit exhausted after dealing with that bastard. But is there anything I need to know, before I doze off?" She asked her loyal butler, smiling as she gives him a tired look.
"Why? Precisely because he's dangerous." The redhead sighs wistfully. "He was fierce, primal. He just...took what he wanted. And he wanted me." She bites her lip. "Unless you've had a guy like that, you can't imagine it... Grabbing me, lifting me like I was nothing, shoving me against that wall. It was the best sex I've ever had..." She shakes her head. "Sorry, I don't mean to creep you out. I'm getting lost down memory lane."
"I see. Commiserations are in order - he's hardly the most charming dinner companion, I can imagine." Lawrence chuckles, blissfully unaware of what his ward did tonight. As her stomach grumbles, he chuckles. "Apparently he didn't feed you very well - surprising, I didn't imagine he'd be one for small portions." After inquiring as to whether she wants something to eat, Lawrence informs her that there's been no important news since she was gone.
Jenny shuddered thinking she was all too familiar with the experience. Her own memories with Hammer flooded her mind and she felt herself growing more aroused. "I just got plowed by that criminal." she thought to herself. "And already I need another huge bull cock. Fuck." The blonde cleared her throat and shook her head as she tried to discard the memory. "T-that's okay, it's obviously a very powerful memory for you that you clearly don't mind." she said with a reassuring smile. "I must say you have a wonderful place." Jenny commented, changing the subject. "Are we staying here or heading elsewhere? Because if we're heading out I think I might need a change of clothes."
"Aah." Eyes going wide as her stomach grumbled, Vanessa giggles. "Sorry, I suppose I couldn't eat... since I had to keep giving him a fake smile..." She replied, "Since there's no big news. I'll just go to bed after cleaning up. But..." Vanessa smirks, "You better prepare a heavy breakfast tomorrow." She giggles, "Good night, Lawrence. I'll see you in the morning." She waves good bye as she heads to her room, taking a quick shower to get rid of Vince's stench. Before crashing down on her bed, after hiding the revealing dress in her vast walk-in closet...
"Thanks!" Belle says genuinely at the praise. "Well, you were asking to accompany me to the club, so I was thinking we could change here. We're about the same size, so you can just borrow one of my dresses - it's faster than you heading out and us meeting up later. Please, follow me." Belle leads onward, heading to a master bedroom upstairs, and a deep walk-in closet. Inside, Jenny sees all manner of outfits, ranging from conservative business dresses, to things barely legal to wear in public. "Take your pick." Belle invites.
Vanessa awakens the next morning to the smell of a full English breakfast, light shining through the window as she checks the time and sees that it's late in the morning.
"Wow." Jenny exclaimed, genuinely impressed by Belle's wardrobe. "I'm jealous." she said with a friendly smile. As she perused Belle's closet, Jenny bit her lip at some of the more risque items. There was a nagging thought in the back of her mind that told her she shouldn't be doing this. That she should go home and try to be the faithful wife she promised Harold she would be. Guilt started to creep back in and a sinking feeling settled in her stomach; but she pushed it aside with a thought that she was doing this to save her marriage. She was doing this so that she could be the loyal wife she once was. But that nagging voice in her head told her that the best way to do that was to: Go Home. "It's all so elegant and you're incredibly generous." she said to her host. "I don't think I can pick. Why don't you choose? I leave myself entirely in your care. What do you think would look best?"
"Nnnh. Mmmh." Yawning as she does a bit of some stretching, with her stomach grumbling again. Vanessa doesn't bother to change out of her nightie, and instead just draped over a bathrobe over herself. Before going to the kitchen, showing Lawrence a surprising sight of her not being dressed, or cleaned up, letting him know just how exhausted she truly was. "Good morning." She mumbled as she sits down to eat.
T'yala groaned. "BEcause, I ask nicely, because you don't have anything better to do?" She paused. "Or do you have something in mind?" She wondered.
"Don't be jealous. If you ever need something to wear, just call me - better than it collecting dust." Belle says magnanimously. "Hmm..." She looks over her wardrobe, stopping on a red dress. "It's getting to be around the Christmas season. Why not let everyone know you're a present just waiting to be unwrapped?" She holds the dress up, giggling. Spoiler: Red Dress "Nah, fun as that would be to see, it's a bit much, I think. How about this? It shows off your body without showing too much skin, and I think pink is your color." She holds up a second dress, a tight and revealing number. Spoiler: Pink Dress
"Good morning, madame." Lawrence keeps his voice down to not disturb her, as he serves her breakfast. "Master Jacob said that he'd be in the training room, if you're looking for him. Otherwise, tell me the plan for the day, and I'll serve however I can."
"I always have something in mind when I look at you, darlin'." Erik grins. "But I've had my fun today, and I probably shouldn't exhaust you too much. Here." He undoes her restraints.
"Mmh. Right... the plan." Vanessa mumbles as she eats her heavy breakfast. "Since we're already settled. I suppose I should do a public appearance." She sighed, "Are there any events happening this week?" The heiress asked, even though she knew the city had events every other day.
"My, my, and here I thought I would need to buy myself off with a blowjob~" The blond fixed her clothes. "Do look after the trio. If anything happens, please let me know." With that, Amethyst Heart made her way back home. She took a shower and went to sleep in sexy nightgown. She wondered what a new day would bring...
While the red dress would be startling, Jenny had to concur with Belle that the pink dress was probably more appropriate. "I think you're right, the pink one's probably best." With her selection made, Jenny quickly stripped out of her street clothes and donned the form hugging, almost spandex, fabric. She checked herself out in Belle's full length mirror while the redhead chose an outfit for herself and frowned. She could clearly see the outline of her panties under the form-fitting dress and mulled over what to do before she said. "Fuck it, I shouldn't be needing them anyway." and slid the material down her toned legs before she stepped out of them. She tossed the unwanted garment in her gym bag and turned back to the mirror. "Much better." she affirmed with a nod, pleased with her appearance. Jenny grabbed her purse and made sure her phone was inside. "Alright, I'm ready whenever you are."
