Authors note:
I seriously want to thank Wax Philosophical for supplying the scenario featured in this story, for supplying the superb title and for the loan of Natasha and Charlotte. I hope I managed to do them justice.
ATM.
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A Night at the Opera
As they entered the dining room of the Hôtel Regina Louvre, Alex glanced at Zabina. She looked beautiful, she had opted for wearing a black Tuxedo, a white dress shirt with the top three buttons undone and black pants with a pair of ankle boots. The raven black hair that extended from her Mohawk reached half way down her back and blended in superbly with the black tuxedo. The suit had been cut and styled to emphasis every curve. As a pair, they drew more than one or two stares as they crossed the floor. Some disapproving, others not so.
Alex closed her eyes for a second and listened to the click of Zabi's heels on the marble floor. The usual sexual hunger rose on cue causing Alex's stomach to leap skywards.
The maître de escorted them to their table as if they were royalty and gracefully held Zabi's chair as she down, before positioning Alex's chair for her to sit.
Alex was grateful she had pre-arranged for them to be sat next to each other as opposed to opposite, otherwise what she had planned wouldn't have the same effect. She smoothed the material of her emerald green satin evening gown, cinched at the waist by a golden brocade rope. Then she held her breath as she took her seat.
They were in Paris for Zabina's birthday surprise. Something that Alex had been planning for several weeks and had all come about from a chance meeting back in Santa Monica.
***
"How are you feeling?" Alex asked Zabi as they entered Casa Vitelli.
"Excited." Came the reply. "You were totally serious when you said you were going to try and be more adventurous."
Zabina was dressed exactly as she was when they first met, the long leather coat, thigh length boots and nothing else but a chastity belt that locked a remote controlled vibrator inside her.
It had been a game of Zabina's to dress this way on what she had called her torment nights. She would go out and have the sex toy set to a random programme. The keys to the belt were left back in her apartment and she would be at the mercy of whatever the device did to her.
Alex had the idea to replay their first night together after she had vowed to be more adventurous when she dominated her lover. The only difference was that she had the remote for the vibrator in the pocket of the short bolero jacket she was wearing.
The restaurant was fairly busy, but seeing as it was owned by Zabi there had been no problem reserving a table. Normally Zabi had sat over in a corner just in case the torments had gotten too much for her to withstand. Tonight however Alex steered her towards a table right in the middle of the eatery.
"Better be on your best behaviour tonight." Alex warned with mock severity. "I have you on a leash."
Zabi grinned weakly then stiffened as Alex thumbed a button on the remote.
"Oh this is going to be interesting." She said taking a swift gulp of water.
"Time for game to pass the time." Alex announced. "I'll point out someone and you have to tell me what you can deduce about them."
"And if I'm wrong?" Zabina asked letting the question hang.
Alex settled for holding the pulse button down for a short time.
As their wine arrived Alex's attention was drawn to a couple stood talking to the front of house waiter. One of them being a tall woman in her late thirties or early thirties with striking auburn hair, the other a shorter younger girl in her early twenties with dark hair.
Alex got Zabi's attention with another short button press. "What do you think of those two? Mother and daughter?"
"No, not a chance." Zabi replied after a moment's perusal. "They're a couple. See how the younger one looks up to the taller. Nothing but total devotion in her eyes."
Alex had to agree it did look that they were together. "Okay I'll buy that. What else?"
"The Black Widow look alike has got to be a career professional, she's wearing expensive made to measure clothes, which shows she has money. Plus she has had a breast augmentation, a very good one at that. The way she carries herself suggests that she is someone who is used to giving orders, hence a successful professional life and she looks after her body well judging by the muscle tone. Possibly an athletic or martial arts background. The skin colour and high cheekbones points me towards Eastern Europe maybe one of the Baltic States."
Alex gaped open mouthed as Zabina roll of more information.
"The younger girl admires her, and as already mentioned, has a look of total devotion. The way she wears that outfit, which is again not off the rail, makes me think she isn't fully accustomed to finery. That in turn would give me the impression that she comes from a working class family and her lover buys the clothes for her. She has an Asian background more Chinese than Japanese so I am going to take a wild guess and say Hong Kong, maybe her parents met out there or a services person falling for a local."
"And just how can you tell all that just by looking?" Alex asked incredulously.
"Blame Dominic, he has a gift for it and I sort of picked up a few things along the way." Zabi said casually. "And I bet they're in a Domme relationship." She added.
"Seriously?" Alex asked. "How can you tell?"
A shrug. "Just a feeling."
A smirk touched on Alex's lips. "Do you want to bet on it?" She asked giving a slightly longer press on the remote button to remind her of the stakes.
A slight tremor shook Zabi's hand as she reached for her wine. "We may not be able to find out. I don't think there's a spare table."
Alex glanced around and surely enough the front of house waiter was shaking his head and gesturing to the reservation book.
"We could offer to share our table with them?" Alex suggested turning the power up slightly. "But obviously you will need to be good."
Zabina gasped then let out a long breath. "Well it will up the stakes a little." She replied blissfully.
After they waved to the waiter and offered to share their table with the two newcomers. Who introduced themselves as Natasha and Charlotte, Natasha being the taller.
"One of Charlottes collage friends is playing in a band at a club near to here." Natasha explained. "And we thought it would be nice to get a bite to eat first. Although I have to say, I didn't think it would be this busy. It looks like a very popular eatery."
"Thank you." Zabi said enjoying the fact that everything she had guessed was so far turning out to be correct. "It's owned by my family."
"Then I hope the food is as pleasant as the owner then." Natasha replied smiling politely.
Food was ordered, more wine brought to the table and the conversation flowed easily. Alex found that she was openly enjoying the newcomers company. It turned out that, as Zabi had guessed, Natasha was of Czechoslovakian heritage but born in the US. Alex gave one of the remote controls buttons a prolonged press just for her being too clever.
"What are you studying Charlotte?" Alex asked out of genuine interest as Zabi squirmed in her chair.
"I'm doing a Masters in Jazz." Charlotte answered. "I majored in English literature and took a minor in music playing the Piano. Music is my first love." Her voice was intelligent and more confident than Alex had expected which led her to believe there was a lot more to Charlotte than just being eye candy for a rich woman.
"It's one of my class friend's bands that's playing tonight and I wanted Mistress to see them."
Alex's glass paused halfway to her mouth. If she hadn't known before, the unconcealed use of the title lit it up in neon lights. Alex glanced towards Zabi whose face was split with a smug grin.
"Apologies. When Charlotte has had a few glasses of wine she gets carried away and sometimes forgets herself." Natasha sighed in mock annoyance.
"No need for any apologies, we're quiet liberally minded." Zabi replied still grinning.
Alex settled for pressing the button on the remote again and the grin turned to a grimace.
"My dearest Zabina, I guessed exactly what sort of people you two are as soon as we began talking." Natasha replied warmly. "You have the confident air of a Domme but are obviously practically naked under that coat, and your lover." She smiled at Alex. "Has you on some sort of leash but is quiet inexperienced."
Alex choked on half a mouthful of wine and thought she would catch fire her face glowed that hot from the embarrassment and when she looked across Zabi was hastily checking her coat was buttoned correctly.
A gentle peel of laughter drifted from Natasha. "Apologies again, I didn't mean to embarrass you both."
Another glance to Zabi and they both began to laugh. They had been completely outclassed and their secret aired to the table, but there was no feeling of shame involved.
As the evening wore on conversation became more relaxed and both Alex and Zabi were glad they had invited the pair to share their table, especially as Alex continued to torment Zabi through the entire meal.
As they were leaving it transpired they were all heading towards the Ascension club so they offered to walk together. It was during this walk Alex noticed Natasha reach over every now and then to give a gentle tug on Charlotte's belt causing her to straighten her back abruptly. With her curiosity aroused Alex made a mental note to find out just what was happening between the two.
***
The band, a three piece with a girl a little older than Charlotte taking the lead vocal role, were quiet impressive, even by Alex's standards who considered herself well-travelled in the live music scene. They performed a several cover songs that had the four of them singing along, and some of their original work, which Alex thought showed a great deal of promise.
During the intermission Alex excused herself as she needed the bathroom, and Charlotte asked if she minded company. So the two of them headed off to the restrooms while Natasha and Zabi got more drinks.
When they reached the restrooms Alex took the opportunity to ask about the belt.
"Can I ask a question Charlotte? I noticed Natasha pulling on your belt now and then. That isn't unusual, but your reaction was. Is there something special about it?"
A slight flush crept in to Charlotte's cheeks. "Well actually it was my idea as something to excite Mistress." She undid the zipper at the front of the dress to reveal a length of string that passed between her legs then back around her waist to re-join the belt. "When Mistress pulls my belt it tightens up against my clit. She can do it anytime, anywhere and it can get quiet heated."
The principle looked very simple, but at the same time very erotic.
A plan began to form in Alex's mind.
