Kiss of Death (Modern Erotic Classics) by Valentina Cilescu

Author:Valentina Cilescu
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781472105578
Publisher: Little, Brown Book Group

11: Rasputin

One of the most popular diversions at Winterbourne was the Imperial Russian room, which catered above all for the tastes of some of the house’s discerning female clientele. Delgado was delighted with the success of his attempts to bring ladies of taste and discernment to Winterbourne.

All in all, the experiment had been a great success. Already he had attracted the butter-wouldn’t-melt children’s TV presenter Maggie Tinsworth (sophisticated dyke and leather fetishist – whatever would the parents say?); a couple of bored duchesses with gay husbands; Arianna Hadjopoulos, the classical percussionist with a shoe fetish; and a bevy of well-connected women who wanted their connections lubricated in style.

Tonight, the Russian room was to be dedicated to the pleasure of a real-life princess, no less. Princess Marie-Louise of Lichtenstein claimed descent back to the Romanovs, and was quite obsessed with the belief that she was the reincarnation of the ill-fated Czarina Alexandra. Added to which she had a strong masochistic streak – all of which made for great visual entertainment; so good that Delgado had arranged for a select clientele of discerning voyeurs to pay a little extra for their tickets and watch the whole spectacle from the next room, through the two-way mirror he had so thoughtfully provided for just such an eventuality.

He made sure that his six ‘special guests’ were safely installed in the adjoining room before he made the final preparations for the evening’s Russian frolics. Couldn’t risk his princess getting wind of the fact that she was being made a spectacle of . . .

The Russian room was decorated to represent the Czarina’s bedroom in one of the imperial winter palaces: opulent brocades and ornate hand-woven carpets, silks and tapestries. The central feature was a huge four-poster bed with a rich red and gold canopy and the imperial crest carved at the head of the bed. Beside it stood a carved wooden prie-dieu, worn smooth from the pressure of penitential knees, and with attachments for straps and belts so that the penitent could be secured to the prie-dieu and not escape the full wrath of the chastiser. The room was filled with religious relics and the scent of incense hung heavy on the still, silent air. Dimmed oil-lamps lit the gloom with a flickering, ghostly light. A fire burned low in the hearth. There was an atmosphere of tension, of expectancy.

The door opened and the Princess Marie-Louise entered, eyes bright with anticipation but lowered modestly to maintain the charade. She was richly dressed as the Czarina, and looked every inch the part: tight-waisted in a boned corset which pushed up her breasts and displayed their bounty at the low-cut neckline of her watered silk gown. The watchers in the next room had noted the fine white swell of her breasts and were already unzipping their trousers and teasing their pricks into enthusiastic rigidity.

Marie-Louise – or should it be Alexandra? – sat down at the dressing-table and called for her maid. A pretty girl in a maid’s uniform entered, and began to take down and brush her hair.

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