The Presentation
Eve lay still, unable to move or speak. Her world was still reeling from the shock of the debauchery to which Claude had subjected her the previous evening. Now the pain and humiliation of having her most intimate parts pierced left her in shock.
Assessing Eve's helplessness, Thomas scooped her naked form into his arms and carried her back to her room. Laying her down on her bed, he touched his finger to her lips and said "Later, Princess." Eve stared blankly as he left.
It took several minutes for the violated young woman to form a thought. When she did, she was thoroughly ashamed of herself. She longed for what used to be, what she would never have again – her quiet life in Wisconsin, her family, her innocence. How could she have been so naïve to trust Claude? she thought. Taking his interest for kindness was the biggest mistake of her life, one that she was paying for dearly. And given the ordeal that she had just been through, she harbored no illusions that she would be released any time soon. In despair, she sobbed and sobbed into the pillow until, finally, she fell into an exhausted sleep.
Some time later – she didn't know how long she slept, but the light outside her window had faded – Eve was wakened by Thomas, who had brought her a tray of food and ordered her to eat it quickly. She was too hungry to disobey, and she soon finished every bit.
After the meal, Thomas handed Eve a thin robe and led her to an adjoining room. Seeing a rather effeminate looking man there, Eve looked at Thomas questioningly. He simply handed her over to the other man and said to him "I'll be back in an hour."
The man introduced himself as Daniel, then sat her down in a chair and began to style her hair. When she started to protest, he held her in the chair gently and said "Now, sweetie, I have my orders from Mr. DuBois. It will be very unpleasant for both of us if you don't let me do my work. I promise, you'll look stunning."
Eve bit her tongue and let Daniel proceed. She watched silently as he swept her thick auburn hair into a simple, elegant twist then proceeded to apply makeup so expertly that Eve was taken aback by her own reflection. She took no pleasure in her appearance, though, knowing that all of this was for the sick pleasure of Claude DuBois.
Just then, Thomas reappeared with a garment bag draped over his arm. He put it over the back of a chair, and asked Daniel "Ready to finish up?" At Daniel's nod, Thomas took Eve's arm and made her rise from the chair. He stood behind her, while Daniel untied the sash of Eve's robe.
Eve only stood mutely as Daniel pulled the robe from her shoulders bound her wrists in front of her. Thomas removed what appeared to be a large, sheer veil from the garment bag. He wrapped it around Eve, crisscrossing the two corners around her neck and tying them behind. While its length reached the floor, the front was barely there. As long as Eve was still, she was somewhat covered, but the garment breezed open when she walked, exposing her to full view from the waist down.
When Eve looked into the mirror, she blushed in shame. Before her stood a stranger with smoky eyes and pouty lips and a lush body that was clearly made for one thing only – sexual pleasure. Eve tried to divorce herself from the image before her, but every one of her senses was invaded by sheer carnality. She wept inwardly at the prospect of being used by Claude.
In another room, thirty guests waited for their host to appear with the strains of classical but extremely sensual music in the background. Claude was known for his wickedly good parties. What did he have in store for them this evening? No doubt, the small circular stage in the center of the room would be involved, as it had at several of their previous gatherings.
When Claude appeared, his commanding presence caused a hush as he made his way from the door to the stage, nodding his greetings to people here and there.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I cannot tell you how delighted I am to have you here this evening. As you know, our gatherings mean a great deal to me – and to all of us, I hope – but I hope to make this one very special indeed." He paused for dramatic effect. "In the past, our activities have involved only ourselves or an occasional professional entertainer. As you know, given our positions in society, caution is a must and new members are admitted only after we can be assured of their discretion. With that comes both experience and willingness."
"Tonight, however, I am fortunate to be able to indulge in every man's dream – and that of many women, as well – the initiation of fresh, unspoiled youth. And I wish to share that experience with you, my friends and kindred spirits."
A door opened and Thomas led a struggling young woman into the room. When she resisted stepping up onto the stage, he simply scooped her up and deposited her next to Claude.
The guests, mostly men but a few women scattered through the room, murmured in hushed tones, unable to take their eyes from the luscious body that her gown did little to conceal.
Claude's voice interrupted their whisperings. "May I present Eve, my new treasure, my pet. Eve is not only young and, as you can see, quite lovely. Most important, she is a virgin. Tonight, her virginity will be taken before all of us."
"No! Someone please help me!" Eve cried out in, even though she knew from looking at the faces in front of her that thwarting Claude's plans was the last thing on the guests' minds.
Claude smiled at Eve indulgently and stroked her cheek with his knuckle. "My sweet, you are so beautiful when you struggle. And you'll be even more so as Thomas takes you. By jove, I'd be tempted dive into your tender young pussy myself if it weren't for the thought of watching you twisting, sweating, and screaming out in pleasure."
