Chapter 6.
A lover is just around the corner.
The games room was full of light, compared to the dungeon-type room. Francis went to let go of Corrine's hand, not wanting her to feel embarrassed in any way. But it was Corrine who wouldn't let go and tried to interlace her fingers into Francis's hand. Francis squeezed her hand and pointed to the bar. Their fingers interlaced.
Corrine looked around to see where everyone was, she noticed Mitch on her knees before her Mistress and a much older woman, complete with a walking cane. Mitch was sitting back on her heels, her head bowed, and her arms in front of her with the palms of her hands faced upwards, in a show of complete submission. She too was naked.
Francis went behind the bar and handed Corrine a bottle of water while she helped herself to a glass of a fine whisky liqueur. Glayva Tangerine and Honey Spiced Whiskey Liqueur no less.
Corrine watched as this older woman poured herself a fair amount of the liquid gold into a crystal goblet. She put the bottle away for safekeeping. She smiled to herself at how she moved, considering the workout they had just been through.
She looked away and caught Madeleine looking at them and she then suddenly looked away. She was in conversation with a small group of women, one of whom had her hand on her backside. The tutor looked out of place in this group, all of whom were dressed as men. Corrine thought it strange. Madeleine always acted out as if she was in command, but in that group, she looked to be just the opposite.
"Penny for them?" Francis asked.
"Sorry, what?"
"You're away with the dickie birds, what are you thinking about?" She asked Corrine.
"Oh nothing much, just looking at my Madeleine, she looks so out of place with those women,"
"Your Madeleine. How well do you know her?"
Corrine was stuck for a moment. Does she let on that she is her student or not? She thought better of it and replied. "Pretty well, we've been seeing each other for about 3 months,"
"And she hasn't told you about her lifestyle?" Francis asked her.
"Well, I know she is a Domme or something, and she is looking for a real-life submissive woman to be her partner. That's not me by the way,"
Francis put her hands on Corrine's shoulders and looked at her as she straightened her arms, putting her at arm's distance. "What aren't you telling me?"
"Nothing," she answered as she shrugged.
Francis explained to her "Sometimes a strong woman likes to let it all go, just be a sub for a short while and that is your Madeleine. To you, she is a strong authoritative Domme come Mistress, or whatever, but tonight, she is submissive to everyone. Later on, if you hang around, you will see just how submissive,"
"Oh, that will be interesting and fun," Corrine replied while looking back at that group and seeing her tutor being kissed aggressively by two women. Her ample bosoms were taken from her corset and put on display. The way she was being treated intrigued Corrine. She didn't expect to see her tutor in such a position. She was drawn towards the little group before she felt a tap on her elbow. She turned and Francis told her. "Go and speak to Margaret, please. I'm sure she will be waiting to hear about our encounter and that you are still safe and well,"
"Yes, of course, and where will you be? She asked.
"I'll be around the place," Francis explained. She then pointed to where Margaret was talking to the French woman Claudette.
Corrine mouthed the words 'Thank You' and started to walk towards the two women. They were in an animated discussion by the fireplace. For some strange reason, Corrine felt embarrassed because she was naked in front of the two women who she thought were the most attractive in the room. Which was saying something as her old tutor had literally taken her breath away not more than three hours earlier.
Claudette, the French woman had a glass of red wine in one hand and a gold-tipped cigarette in the other while Margaret held a large mug of something, probably beer in her hand while her pipe sat in her mouth while they talked. As she approached, Claudette nodded towards her to let Margaret know they were about to be joined by Corrine. She turned to see her and immediately a bright smile lit up her face.
"Hi there, are you all right?" She asked as she held out a hand in greeting to her.
Corrine took it and smiled in return before saying, "Yes, why shouldn't I be?" She walked up and stood next to the elegant older women, admiring them both. She shivered suddenly, even though she was standing next to the fire.
"Are you cold Corrine?" Before Corrine could answer Margaret took off her cardigan and put it around her shoulders and pulled her in towards her and the fire. She kept her arm around her shoulder, keeping her close. Corrine loved the scent attached to the cardigan, what was it again, 'Old Spice' she thought. She felt secure when she was close to her. She listened to them talking and casually rested her head against her shoulder.
Claudette looked on before saying to her, "Tu as l'air Γ l'aise ma douce jeune fille," (You look comfortable my sweet young thing)
Corrine just smiled in return and nodded, before saying. "Madame satisfaite," (Contented Madam)
