La Chatte Heureuse (The Happy Pussy)
Copyright© 2021 by Rachael Jane
Chapter 78: Chloe: Saturday
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 78: Chloe: Saturday - The Happy Pussy is an exclusive women-only club located on a remote island. Nicole suddenly finds herself unemployed and homeless. The advertisement for a receptionist position at the club is her lifeline. Only when the sexually inexperienced Nicole arrives on the island does she realise exactly what sort of activities are carried on at the club. She is drawn into the dark and alluring world of debauchery the club offers and which push her moral boundaries to breaking point.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Consensual Slavery Lesbian Fiction BDSM DomSub FemaleDom Humiliation Light Bond Spanking Double Penetration Food Masturbation Sex Toys Squirting Slow Illustrated
I’m already concerned by Melissa’s confinement in Bernice’s suite. I’ve no idea what Melissa is being required to do. I can’t intrude without arousing suspicion about the true nature of Melissa’s and my relationship. But neither can I bear to sit in ignorance. Nicole assures me that she’s keeping an eye on the comings and goings in E3. It’s fortunate that the entrance to E3 is visible from the reception desk. However, that doesn’t give her the ability to see what is happening inside.
Tessa comes to my office on a routine matter, and I take the opportunity to quiz her about the activities in E3. She’ll be aware of any unusual hiring requests and she’ll know which White cats have been hired for work in E3, and why.
“There’s nothing unusual to report, Madame,” replies Tessa. “There was Madame Clarice’s poaching of Drippy the other evening, but you’ll be aware of that already. Apart from that it’s been the usual casual hiring for serving at tea parties and morning coffees.”
“Let me know if you see anything unusual occurring in E3 over the next few days.”
“Yes, Madame. Of course. Is there any reason for your concern.”
“Hmm. Yes. April has allowed Bernice to have a multi-day hire of Melissa until next Friday. I’m concerned for Melissa’s well being.”
“I think Melissa is capable of looking after herself, Madame,” replies Tessa. “It isn’t the first time she’s been in Madame Bernice’s thrall. Despite her reputation, Madame Bernice isn’t callous or cruel. She respects the club rules, even if she doesn’t always agree with them.”
“Like insisting on using the Mistress, Lady and Slave caste names, for instance?”
“Yes, Madame. But remember that Madame April agreed to allow her to do that while Madame Bernice is on the island. And, from what I can see, there’s a reasonable amount of support among members for Madame Bernice’s view.”
“The Mistress caste always sticks together against the other castes,” I reply.
“Ah! But most of the support for keeping the original caste names is coming from the White cats, Madame. Referring to someone as a slave has far more emotional impact that calling her a White cat. I chose to be a member of the Slave caste, just as everyone in the caste has done. We wouldn’t have done that if we didn’t want to be treated as such while we are on the island.”
“That’s the same argument that Faye put forward before she left,” I reply.
“Yes, Madame. She and I have often talked together. We keep in touch when either or both of us are away from the island.”
“I think Melissa holds the same view, although she doesn’t voice it often,” I muse.
“If I may offer some advice, Madame,” says Tessa. “It is obvious that you and Melissa are close. Given your senior management position, that could expose both Melissa and yourself to coercion by those wanting special privileges. Madame Faye and Madame Bernice are experts at manipulation, and with Melissa in Madame Bernice’s thrall, it leaves you exposed as well. You must take care not to show any favouritism or concern for Melissa’s well being. Madame Bernice will test you both to the limit if she even suspects that there’s something special between you.”
As much as I would like to dismiss Tessa’s words of advice, they are similar to what Nicole has said previously. I dislike the situation, but April’s concession to Bernice only proves that some members are willing to use coercion to gain special privileges.
My inability to protect Melissa is underscored later that same afternoon. I’m not sure what transpired but the result is that Bernice and Natasha demand that I accompany them to the Tower dungeon. Natasha’s rippling muscles intimidate even me. I’m more intrigued than annoyed at the interruption, and I follow them to the Tower dungeon.
When we arrive, I see Melissa strapped down over a punishment frame with her naked arse presented for all to see. At first it seems that there’s a group of mistresses who have chosen to pick on Melissa, but it turns out that Alice and Clarice were merely keeping watch over Melissa while I was being summoned. The club rules strictly prohibit mistresses leaving restrained slaves alone in either of the dungeons.
“What’s the meaning of this?” I ask, deciding I need to exert some authority.
“Melissa has been a naughty slave,” says Madame Alice, with a barely hidden smirk of delight.
“That’ll do, Alice,” says Bernice. “You and Clarice can leave now. Thank you for helping watch over Melissa while I fetched Chloe.”
The two mistresses are clearly disappointed at missing the confrontation that is brewing. However, they lack the confidence to take on Bernice and Natasha in this game of domination.
“I repeat,” I say once Alice and Clarice have gone. “What is the meaning of this?”
“Melissa is hiding secrets and she refuses to reveal them,” says Bernice. “As her employer, I think it fair that you extract the information she is hiding.”
“We all have secrets, Bernice,” I reply. “I’m sure Melissa is no different. Her employment here doesn’t preclude her from having her own private life and whatever secrets that may include.”
“Ah! But her secrets relate to La Chatte Heureuse,” says Natasha. “She knows things that no new employee in her position would know. But she refuses to reveal what she knows or how she comes to know what she does.”
“Then that’s a matter for Melissa and me to resolve,” I reply.
“Indeed. But as senior club members, we felt it our duty to protect the club’s interests.”
“By strapping Melissa over a punishment frame?” I query.
“Yes. We thought you would welcome the opportunity to instil some discipline on your new employee, and show Melissa that spying for secrets isn’t tolerated by the club.”
“Spying? What makes you believe that Melissa has been spying? What has brought you to make these accusations?”
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