Paul did leash her on their next date, but they did not go back to Le Coq d'Or or to the park. They traveled out of the city to an upper-class suburb of tasteful homes set amid wide lawns. Their destination was a large two-story sandstone building at the end of a driveway. Paul gave his name to the servant at the door and the madam came out of her office to greet them. She realized he had taken her to a brothel.
Madame Byrne was a tall attractive woman in her mid-forties. Anne liked her at once. She led them to her office where her two children awaited them. Morgan was a handsome youth of about twenty with sandy hair; his younger sister Carmen had a Spanish look. Anne guessed they had different fathers.
She told Anne to remove her clothes. These moments of undressing on command before strangers were special, a kind of ritual in which she prepared herself for sacrifice. Anne handed her shoes to Carmen; she undid her skirt and lowered it to the floor, then placed it in a box the girl held out. She unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off her shoulders. Putting it on top of the folded skirt she stood before the others, ready for use.
Paul attached the leash to her collar. Morgan pulled her wrists back and fastened the bracelets together with a brisk authority that impressed her. He was a natural master; Anne hoped to see more of him.
The madam inspected her closely. "Hair needs trimming soon around the edges. Teeth good, neck just the right length. Breasts full but firm, good; nipples respond well to touch. Belly flat, yes. You said she's juicy, I'll take your word for it. Buttocks firm and round, a bit small but nicely tight; thighs solid, calves and ankles well shaped. No marks on her yet, I see. Looks like she has stamina. She should appeal to my clients. I like the collar and cuffs; you must have a new source."
Yes, Paul said. Ilse was in the next town over, had a workshop in her house - did very good work.
She pointed to the dark triangle at the top of Anne's thighs. "You might consider having it removed."
"We leave that up to the buyer."
"I understand."
Morgan held her leash while Paul and Mme. Byrne went to discuss terms. Anne looked furtively over at the boy; yes, he was quite good-looking. Perhaps later when the paying customers had gone home... She found herself growing warm, but he paid no attention to her.
The two principals reached an agreement; Paul retrieved the leash and Mme. Byrne ushered the couple though a pair of doors into the parlor.
It was already occupied by half a dozen girls. All of them were naked, but only two were fettered like Anne; a young man held one leash, an older woman the other. The remaining four stood, sat, or walked about the room. Anne knelt in front of Paul, meat for sale as Athene's friend described her.
On her way out of the room, Mme. Byrne paused to speak with the woman. Anne saw them looking at her. She turned away hastily and waited for business.
She did not have to wait long. Less than five minutes later, a middle-aged man entered from the main hallway with his son. The boy began to inspect each of the women in turn. A wave of fear washed over her but she forced herself to stand. She held her shoulders back as Paul taught her to emphasize her breasts, pulled her belly in and opened her legs. This caught the boy's attention; he approached her and examined her closely. She felt her heart pounding.
"This one."
The father nodded to Paul. Her first customer; she hoped Paul would be pleased with her.
Paul walked her up a wide carpeted staircase to a room on the upper floor, where the two men left them and sat outside.
Ernest removed Anne's leash and freed her hands. She asked him how he would like to use her. The question appeared to confuse him and he said "the usual way". He told her his father took him here today for his first experience as a birthday present.
Anne said this was her first time here too; they laughed and he kissed her. She asked if he would like her to remove his clothing and he nodded.
Slowly and respectfully she knelt before him and untied his shoes. They were an expensive brand; Paul would be well paid for her services tonight. The boy put his hands on her bare shoulders to brace himself and she felt him trembling. She noticed she was too, a little. She had never undressed a man before, she liked it. Knowing that he was about to take her made it even better.
Kneeling before him again, she loosened his belt and lowered his trousers and put them on a wooden chair. Returning, she unbuttoned his shirt and removed his underclothes. He was young and athletic; he would give her a good workout. As he stood over her she saw his member hanging limp, he was probably nervous. She would need to encourage him.
