Ana Adored: Mistress of the Castle (Masters of the Castle) by Anastasia Vitsky & Maren Smith

Author:Anastasia Vitsky & Maren Smith [Vitsky, Anastasia & Smith, Maren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2015-02-28T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Ana made it from Miranda's third floor apartment and down the hidden employee staircase to the second floor without any issues. From there, however, things got tougher. For one thing, her jeans, sneakers, and t-shirt made her conspicuous. Everyone else was dressed as maids, butlers, schoolboys and girls, and Victorian-era noblemen and women, with a dizzying array of brightly colored and very authentic-seeming costumes. At least, some of them were. Others were downright crazy.

Sexy Spiderman walked past her, arm in arm with Batman, and both had a sexier hip-swish than Ana could ever have hoped to emulate. She stared after them, trying to figure out how both men could pull off such a seductive walk, only to bump headlong into a man dressed like a fox. Except that he wasn't just a fox. He was a fox dressed in black leather chest harness, jock strap and ass-less chaps.

"Hey!" He whipped off his costumed fox head when he saw how she was attired. "They said we couldn't wear real clothes! Why do you get to?"

"I-I—" Ana backed up a hasty step only to trip over a Domme walking her male submissive. Or rather, the Domme was walking. Her submissive crawled, naked apart from a butt plug tail and puppy-dog ears. His nose was painted black, and whisker-freckles had been dotted on his cheeks. His mouth had been painted too, giving him a split upper lip and a smiling puppy grin despite his yelp when she trod on his hand. "I'm so sorry!"

The Domme tried to catch her arm to stabilize her, but Ana caught herself against the wall instead.

"I'm just… I'm very sorry…" she stammered.

The fox pointed at her, tattling to the Domme. "She's in modern clothes!"

Her face burned red-hot when those near enough to hear him turned around to look at her. Unable to bear the stares, Ana stuttered through another shaky apology and then she quickly walked away. She didn't know where she was going. She forgot even to look at her map. She just left the fox and Domme behind her as fast as she could go without running. Down that hall and into another, through a lavish corridor with gold and red carpet running down the middle of the stone-block floor and electric candles in sconces on the walls that looked just like the real thing.

She passed dozens of portraits of masters and mistresses, bondage scenarios, and ancient examples of punishments being dispensed, captured and eroticized and hung in gilded frames between the doorways, and she barely looked at any of them. She barely looked at anything at all, including where she was going, until she rounded a corner and, because she kept glancing back over her shoulder to make sure the angry fox wasn't following her, nearly ran right into the back of a man in full butler's garb. With a lithesome switch in his hand, he didn't notice Ana. All his attention was fixed on the middle-aged woman giggling before him. Her breasts were so big they all but spilled out over the top of her scanty maid's outfit.

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