AN INNOCENT IN PARIS PT. 08
This the story of a gorgeous, sexy, but inexperienced eighteen year old English girl encountering the many temptations of life in France. She discovers her true sexuality; she is tempted by certain recreational substances. She is on an exciting but dangerous path....
The story so far...
(better if you start at Pt 1!)
Marie was a young student from Exeter, England, about to start her degree course at the Sorbonne University in Paris. A county (state) level tennis player at home, she visited the university's tennis club. There were unexpected consequences.
Still a virgin at eighteen and in the first week of university life, she encountered a whole new world. In just a week she lost her virginity to Jerome, made love to Chantal and that was just the start...
Chantal, the secretary of the University Tennis Club had invited Marie for a trial game that Marie won easily. They ended up in the club bar and over the next couple of hours they drank far too much wine for Marie, and in an alcoholic haze she invited Chantal back to her apartment.
She was getting inexplicably aroused by the gorgeous Chantal.
They drank more, and a confused Marie could feel herself becoming increasingly turned on by the warmth and closeness of Chantal's body. By the end of the evening the very inexperienced Marie had drunk far too much, smoked her first cigarettes, and Chantal had become her first ever female lover.
The strength of their relationship, and feelings for each other was growing. The girls exchanged rings as a symbol of their commitment and their love for each other.
Chantal's father's friend, the Russian Oligarch Dmitri, invited the girls for a weekend on his super yacht moored just outside Monaco. They entered a world of wealthy indulged celebs including the famous international sit-com actress Jennifer Armstrong. In this new world where anything goes. Dmitri asked them, as a favour, to entertain the celebs; the girls were well rewarded...
Dmitri invited them to return two weeks later to entertain the two daughters of a Spanish senior politician with whom he was negotiating a lucrative business deal.
The weekend was a life changing success for the sisters as they explored a new world of unrestrained sexuality... and certain substances.
Danielle a fellow student and her sister Jade are also making money as drug couriers; Chantal and Marie refuse to get involved. A few days later, Jade vanishes.
Jen has asked the girls to host her Equinox Weekend -- a hedonistic lesbian party at her villa on the French Riviera. They have also agreed to be Jen and her friend Talia's girlfriends at a very private exclusive celeb party in Monaco...
Marie's interest in BDSM is growing, as are some other more dangerous habits...
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Hand in hand the girls walked through the busy streets of Paris, beside the River Seine until they reached the apartment. Deep down, Marie was uneasy. She was happy that after a week of abstinence she would be able to satisfy the urge, almost an obsession, for the addictive white powder, but she was worried that it was dangerous to give in to what could be the start of an addiction.
But just a couple of lines wouldn't hurt... would it?
She remembered the first time; the powerful sensation of euphoria., happiness and invincibility. Good as it was, she had not since reached such heights, but she still loved the feeling as each line of cocaine took over her young and vulnerable body. Her lover had warned her about the dangers. It didn't seem to have gripped Chantal to the same extent.
Chantal noticed that she had something on her mind. She squeezed her hand.
"Tell me about it, babe."
"I'm fine. Just a little tired."
As soon as the were inside the apartment, Marie lit two cigarettes, one for her lover. She relaxed as the calming smoke filled her body. She felt better.
Chantal glanced at Marie. Her babe looked stunning. She was dressed simply in skin tight blue jeans, emphasising her full, beautifully shaped thighs, and a tight Armani white tee shirt that followed the shape of her perfect young breasts. She was also wearing the glittery Jimmy Choo trainers she had borrowed from Chantal. Irresistible!
Chantal kissed her gently on her lips.
"Babe, you're so beautiful. We know what we both need first... then a little adventure... a little pain?"
"Yes... please..." Marie knew what was coming...
"I'll prepare the room, then you can prepare our little treat."
Once in the bedroom, Chantal drew the curtains and dimmed the lighting and lit some heavily scented black candles she had bought on line. To finally transform the room she put a black satin sheet over the bed. Taking a case out of the wardrobe, she opened it and felt a surge of excitement as she looked at the contents.
Her babe would look special tonight. She took out a tight miniskirt made of soft black leather and a black leather bra. She imagined her babe's beautifully firm breasts filling it, her erect nipples squeezed tightly in.
She quickly put on a sleeveless short black leather dress, fishnet hold ups and 4" heels. Next the black lipstick, then the heavier, slightly menacing eye makeup. She was ready.
She called Marie into the bedroom...
"Oh my god, this is so scary!" But Marie loved it and quickly changed into the black leather miniskirt. As she felt the soft leather rubbing against her skin she could feel a stickiness between her legs. Now all she needed was...
Chantal took a small silver box out of the safe. She opened the lid... and inside was the precious white powder.
"You do the lines, babe."
Watched by Chantal, Marie carefully tipped a small quantity of cocaine onto the glass table top, and carefully divided it into four lines. She was excited and ready. Hands trembling, she tightly rolled up a euro note, pushed it high up her nose, a finger on her other nostril... and she snorted a line of the forbidden powder.
Chantal took the rolled up note and snorted hard. In a couple of minutes the powder would work it's magic.
She was ready. "Remember, squeal three times if you want to stop."
Marie was frightened... she'd be completely helpless in a silent black world while a mixture of intense pain and powerful pleasure would fill her young body
Chantal pulled the black leather sensory deprivation hood over her babe's head. She tightly pulled the laces that went up the back of her head.
