Eccentricities Of The Aristocracy

THE ECCENTRICITIES OF THE ARISTOCRACY

A new home, a new job and a new town, all together? Well, no, not quite, but these events did come together within a rather short space of time, a couple of months at the most. First came the job, a really prestigious and well-paid position within a major organisation, and I was still living with my parents as said employment commenced. But that led to the purchase of my first property, a rather small two-bedroom house admittedly, but it was perfectly adequate for my needs. As was the office to which I now reported to for work, it was in the next conurbation to that where my parent's home was located, roughly ten miles away. Close enough to be able to keep in contact, but far enough away to mean that I had truly 'flown the nest,' as it were.

As if this purchasing this new home of mine wasn't exciting enough, just down the road, within easy walking distance, but not so close as the noise and traffic etc. generated from it would be a problem, was a lovely local pub. Fairly small, but in a beautiful old building and therefore extremely traditional, naturally it's exactly where I ventured to on my first Friday evening living in my new dwelling. To be confronted by a bar, sporting a whole range of proper English real ales, some of which were familiar, but others were present that I'd never heard of beforehand. Now, don't get me wrong here, there's nothing wrong with lager, be it from European countries like Germany, or from 'down under' but seriously you just can't beat a good real ale. Well, according to my taste buds anyway.

Actually, as well as the pub, near to home was an Indian restaurant, which I noticed from on-line reviews appeared to have a good reputation. So, maybe the final pint of the night might just be a 'Cobra' beer, accompanied by my favourite curry, the one I always ordered when trying out a different establishment, giving me a sort of 'marker point,' King Prawn Madras.

Whilst trying to work out just which of the available beers would be the first of the night, with the intention of drinking several different ones, I noticed a couple of girls sitting together at a table. And, believe me, they were a sight for sore eyes, utterly beautiful and sexy, putting a smile right onto my face, and to my delight I received one back from both of them.

Now the clothing that they both wore did absolutely nothing to diminish their appeal at all, they both were adorned in leather, and we were talking about apparel that was clearly very expensive and classy. And, as if the situation couldn't get any more promising from my point of view, as I turned away from them to order the beer that I'd decided upon; I sensed both of them had risen and were approaching me. Naturally wishing to appear the 'perfect' gentleman, I greeted them, "good evening, Ladies," and then enquired, "would you both desire something to drink?"

"Thank you very much, but we're fine in that respect, we've only just ordered ourselves." One of them replied, and I noticed the two large glasses of what appeared to be white wine on the table they'd just vacated. Then the other girl joined in the conversation. "In fact, we were wondering if you'd like to join us for a chat?" And then under her breath, and I'm not sure if I was intended to hear her further speech, "for the moment anyway."

"I'd be delighted." Grabbing my pint of beer that the barman had just served up and I paid for. And accompanying them back to said table. Offering my hand to them I simply stated "I'm Gez, actually short for Gerald, but only my mother calls me that these days, and that's just when I've done something wrong, and she's annoyed with me!"

Looking at them both, I became aware that they were very similar in appearance, and I guessed that they were related, cousins perhaps, or maybe even sisters. The one who looked to be slightly older took my hand first, "nice to meet you, Gez. I'm Lucinda, although everybody just calls me, Lucy."

Having shook my hand, Lucy then released it, where on the other girl took it. "And I'm Lucy's younger sister. Eleanor, known as Ellie." Seems that I was right about the sister status then!

"So," Lucy continued, "are you from around here, Gez? I'm not sure I've ever seen you before in here."

"I am now, but I only moved into my new home three days ago. And this is the first time that I've ever been in this lovely pub."

"That would explain it then! Welcome. By the way, do you live alone? Or do you have a girlfriend in your life?" Right to the point, it seemed!

"No, Lucy. I'm very much single at this moment in time." Receiving another delicious smile from both of them. Could this evening, already superb, get any better?

The next half an hour or so passed very pleasantly, but I sensed there was something about these sisters that I couldn't place, they definitely seemed to be holding something back. For instance, once the conversation turned to work, and our respective employment, I was totally forthcoming, explaining exactly how I earned my living, but both of the girls seemed extremely, I don't know, 'vague,' I guess, not really answering the question at all. And it definitely appeared that they were timing the consumption of their respective glasses of wine, in order to finish it at almost the same moment as I completely downed my pint of beer, a much larger volume of liquid, of course.

For when I offered, "Another drink, Ladies?" They both politely refused.

"Actually," Ellie commented, "we're just about to move on from here onto somewhere else. Hoping that you'll join us?"

"Believe me you'll be very welcome," finished her sister.

Why not, I thought to myself? Assuming they meant another pub naturally. "Yes, I'd be glad to." Getting up, and following them both out of the pub, wondering just where they intended to take me.

It turned out into the pub's car park where a brand-new Jaguar car awaited, a real 'top of the range' model no less. Ellie went to the right-hand side rear door, and Lucy to the left. Inviting me to enter first and sit in the very middle of the spacious rear seat, as the sisters climbed in, one either side of me. It was then I noticed the chauffeur sitting in the driver's seat, who immediately asked, "where to, Ladies?" As two 'clunks' announced the shutting of the car's rear doors, meaning I was now trapped between these two beauties.

"Home, Jenkins." Ordered Ellie, to my complete surprise. Mind you that was nothing compared to the sound of several clicks, and the feel of cold steel closing rapidly around my left wrist. I'd just been handcuffed to Lucy, the other cuff of the pair wrapped around her right wrist. And then as I looked at her in total shock, another set of 'clicks' signified that my right wrist had just become inescapably linked to Ellie's left one!

"Who said that we were going to another pub, we simply asked you if you wished to come with us, nobody indicated any destination at all?" Lucy simply asked, actually correctly as I quickly recalled.

"Oh no Darling," Ellie took over, "the only thing that you're going to be drinking, for the rest of this night, are our......" Suddenly her lips met mine, and she initiated a kiss full of menace, passion and promise. But Lucy finished the sentence instead, whispering in my ear,

SEXUAL JUICES!

Guess that King Prawn Madras would have to wait for another time, then?

******

As the car left the pub's car park, Ellie pulled a blindfold out of her jacket pocket, and soon they worked together to ensure that it was in position over my eyes, removing my power of sight from me completely. So, I had no idea just as to where Jenkins was driving, other than the fact that it was towards the girl's home. Which after twenty minutes or so, we must have reached it, for I felt the car draw up to a halt. His voice echoed around the car, "we're home Ladies." And just what a home? Unseen by me of course, we'd entered a full country estate, complete with a long, tree lined driveway.

It was fairly difficult, as I'm sure that you can imagine, to leave the rear of this car, handcuffed between the two girls, but somehow we managed it, entering the house, but through one of the rear entrances, not the main front door. All I knew is it took some time for the girls to lead me to just where they wanted to go, Lucy's, or should I now state her full title, Lady Lucinda Alexandra Claire Westingham's, luxury bedroom. With the thought now echoing around my head, 'what sort of house is this, and just who are these two girls?'

When we reached our destination, I was guided to the lower bed frame of the massive luxurious bed within the room, standing facing away from it. With Ellie, otherwise known as Lady Eleanor Imogen Jayne Westingham, having grabbed a little key from a dressing table on the way. The key to those handcuffs naturally. Which she then released her own wrist from, only to snap the now open cuff around the outer bed post. Before passing the key to her sister, who performed the same act to the opposite bed post, meaning I was still, very much, their prisoner.

"Well Darling, you seem a little over-dressed for the occasion, doesn't he, Ellie?"

"Totally over-dressed, Lucy. We'll have to put that right! But then, so are we. Shall we see to you first, or attend to our own task of undressing? And, if so, shall we allow you to watch?"

Lucy answered with action not words, as she lifted the blindfold, but note not removed it completely, from my eyes, meaning I could see them again. If clearly only on a temporary basis. By boy, what a sight I was treated to! For they undressed each other, one item at a time, and in a really sensuous, slow and totally provocative manner. With Ellie going first removing Lucy's gorgeous leather jacket, before her sister replied likewise. Continuing, in this alternative manner, as next came off the matching leather skirts, which had been long enough to conceal that the VERY sheer nylon covering their legs was in the form of stockings and not tights. Now, of course, I could tell just which, and my eyes must have bulged open at the sight, something that didn't go unnoticed by my female captors.

"Oh yes? Like stockings and suspenders, do we? Well, have we any spare sets, Lucy?" Fully knowing that of course her sister, as did she herself, most certainly did have another set to hand.

"Yes, naturally, Ellie. I agree, I think he'll look lovely wearing them!"

However, for now the talking stopped, with me feeling disgusted, but absolutely excited at the same time, by the very real prospect it appeared, of being placed into purely female lingerie. Because, again alternatively, off came their utterly beautiful satin blouses, bras and panties. Until all that either of them now wore were their delicious suspender belts and those sheer stockings.

Meaning that they were ready, and so could turn their attentions fully onto me. Leaving me able to view what was going on, Ellie took charge of my right-hand side, whilst Lucy dealt with my left side. They undid and removed my trainers and socks, before working together they unloosened my tight jeans. Which was actually quite a relief to me, as just guess what shape my cock had taken? With those jeans quite tight as stated, and fully fastened had meant a fair amount of discomfort within a certain region of my body!

Meaning my fully erect cock, and yes, it is bigger than the 'average' size, could spring up to full attention, which again my captors noted. "Good Lord, Ellie! Are we going to have some fun with THIS?"

"ABSOLUTELY! But we need to finish our task here first, in order to do so!"

Back to 'work' they then went, and soon my lower body was completely naked. But, not for long, they completely desired to fulfil that earlier statement of intent! As if they'd already decided upon that course of action beforehand, in fact even when they'd left the house, with the express intention of capturing a male sex slave for this night, which naturally, they had!

Meaning that was already some sheer stockings and a satin suspender belt lying on the bed. Lucy fetched them, and then ordered me, "legs together, Darling. Oh, and slightly raise one of your feet, please." You can't say she wasn't polite, at least!

With no real choice, I was utterly helpless within their captivity, I obeyed, so Lucy slipped the belt over said foot, before covering it in the delicious sheer nylon of a stocking, moving that just above my ankle, when she, in a kind tone stated. "You can put it down again Darling." And once I had? "Now please raise the other one." Again, I complied, meaning that Lucy now had moved the belt over both feet, and by the time I returned this foot to 'terra firma' as it were, it too was coated in sheer nylon.

Now Ellie too joined in, as between them they moved the stockings up my legs, until stocking met suspender, upon which event, they fastened the clasps, one at the front, and one at the rear of my legs. And any doubt that I'd had about this, forced, dressing up in lingerie now became completely dispelled by the totally delicious feel of the very sheer nylon on the skin of my legs. I now was utterly delighted that they'd chosen to humiliate me in this way. Especially as they both spent a little time rubbing said nylon against said skin. Pure heaven!

OK, so that my lower body sorted then. But my top half was still fully clothed, and they'd need to release me from the cuffs binding me to Lucy's bed frame in order to accomplish removing that clothing, surely? Could this present me with a chance to escape? However, by now the sexual excitement was racing around my body to such a degree that I doubted whether I actually wished to take advantage of such an opportunity even if it did present itself.

As it happened no such opening did occur, because I guess that it'll surprise none of you to learn that these girls were NO fools. Firstly, they replaced the blindfold back over my eyes, removing my power of sight once more. Then they each tied a pure silk bondage tie around my ankles, using the shorter length left on each of these bonds, to tie my legs together, with the longer left over length being utilised to secure my pins to the two outer bed posts!

Thus, they could now remove the cuffs from my wrists with a reasonable degree of security. Working together, it wasn't long before all of my upper clothing had been removed, then between them they placed all of my clothing, including my trainers, into a zip up holdall. Once, they'd fastened the zip, Ellie padlocked it shut and left the room carrying the bag with her. Lucy informed me, "now you can't access your clothes, so you'll just have to stay here with us for the whole weekend, as we 'entertain' you. But don't worry Darling, we'll make sure that you're home back in time on Sunday, to recover so that you can report to work as normal on Monday morning." Well, I guess that's a relief then!

Now Ellie returned to her sister's room, whereon Lucy removed one set of the cuffs from the bed post, and used it to bind my arms together, in front of my body. Now they released my legs from both of the bed posts and themselves, however they left the ties looped around my ankles. With me now expecting to be placed onto the bed and them using some sort of steel handcuff and silk tie combination to secure me to it.

As I would be, given time, but for now these girls demonstrated that they were not idiots again. For what had been my last action before I found myself as their captive? To drink a pint of beer, and as all experienced beer drinkers will tell you, one doesn't BUY beer, one RENTS it! Meaning as soon as it enters your body, via your mouth, it wants to leave again through either your penis if you're male, or your pussy if you're female.

So, it was to the room's en-suite bathroom that I was guided to, simply to be 'plonked' upon the toilet seat there. Well, that beer did re-emerge, and I also managed to empty my bowels too. To now be subjected to possibly, no definitely, the most humiliating experience of my entire life, as the sisters had to wipe my bottom clean and wash my totally erect cock! Because, despite the utter despair of said humiliation, I found to my immense surprise that the whole scene had turned me on SO much. No, I can't explain just why this was!

However, with my body 'emptied' it was time for me to become the prisoner of Lucy's bed. Guided from the bathroom to it, I found myself placed onto its surface, which to my delight was in the form of a delicious black, satin bed sheet, on my back, my arms lifted towards the metal lattice style upper bed frame. With Ellie, having removed that second pair of cuffs from the lower frame, using them to lock the chain of those holding my wrists together to the top rail of said frame. Meaning that I was now chained to Lucy's bed and would be staying there for as long as her sister and herself wished me to be.

Which wouldn't be for very long at all, but don't start getting any ideas that they were going to let me go, oh no! First though, with them taking a leg each, they jointly tied my legs to the outer bed posts of the lower frame, using the ties that they'd rather conveniently left looped and tied around my ankles. Then as Lucy used one her hands to release the cuff around my left wrist, her other one held another bondage tie. "You see Darling, we want to TIE you, not chain you, to my bed!" And she proceeded to do just that, very securely and inescapably, but in a manner that was totally safe in regard to blood circulation for example, tying my wrist to the outer solid bed post, and just for good measure my hand to that bond too.

Once finished, Ellie released my right arm from its steel bracelet and repeated what her sister had done to my left, to the opposite post. Meaning I'd gone from an inverted 'Y' shape to a full 'X' position. Be that as it may, I was now utterly secured to Lucy's bed, unable to move very far at all, and the mere possibility of escape absolutely outside of the equation. I now was completely, utterly and totally within their hands and grip!

Which the deliciously dirty smiles upon both of their radiant faces, fully indicated was a situation that both of them were fully aware of, which I could observe as once more they'd lifted, but not removed, the blindfold. Although their first action was to undo those cuffs from the bed frame, placing them onto a dressing table, their role in this 'game' seemingly done.

"Now then Ellie, do you want to go first?"

"No Lucy, as this is your room and bed, and you are the oldest, I'll allow you that privilege."

Therefore, it was Lucy that climbed aboard her bed and its bound captive first. And as her lips found mine, attacking, yes I believe that's the only word that would do her action justice, them with very real passion, I felt my eyes becoming covered again, meaning that as the kiss finished and I opened them, I could see absolutely nothing.

A state that fully remained during the time that Lucy simply, ravished, again possibly the only appropriate vocabulary, my body held in secure bondage to her bedroom furniture. But then, if I couldn't influence events, or interfere in any way, why did I wish to? As this complete 'sexpert' gifted me with one of the most intense, enjoyable and simply earth shattering 'sexperiences' that I'd ever been subjected to, taking me to places that I'd never even dreamt of, let alone tasted before! Culminating in a truly fantastic, almost simultaneous, climax as she took us both to heaven, resulting in two full volume screams filling the room as ecstasy fully claimed the pair of us! WOW!

And to my immense pleasure, I discovered that Ellie's sexual skills were also at the same tremendously high standard, when I was hard again after roughly twenty minutes, she took her turn. With the same delicious outcome!