A new kind of fun ((open))

Tanie was tired of sitting around in the mansion. It had been a while since she had been to Fetish Fuel and thought it was time to get out there again. She ran a hand up her new thigh high latex combat boots, smiling softly in the mirror. As a villain she had been sumbissive to her lovers, her love of pain letting herself fall that way. She looked at her skin tight latex suit, looking like a leotard with a keyhole opening. She affixed a collar to her neck, not a leather one of ownership, but one that showed of dominance and power and it had spikes upon it as well. She picked up Puck's gift to her, fixing it onto her belt with a smirk. She might have someone locked upon the end of it later tonight. Tanie looked at herself in the mirror again as she slipped on the elbow length latex gloves. She looked in control. The red dominatrix outfit made her feel different from her past. She was not the one in the collar now, she would be the one putting it on someone. She now felt ready, heading out of the mansion with a strong walk, head held confidently high with her hips swaying. She walked into Fetish Fuel with the same feeling of power and control about her, her confidence high in herself. "It is showtime now."

In the fetish fuel, Selina was savoring her milk, smelling the lovely odor of latex at the same time, mixing both of those feeling she was lovely and gave her thrills. Seeing Tanie entering the club she was a bit surprised, but seing her in that lovely latex outfit made Selina's jaw drop more. Jumping off her seat, making her own latex short dress squeak, she goes to her friend... even it that one used to call her french fries, but een if Selina argued about it she was sure it was nice. We only tease peoples we enjoy.

Waving at Tanie as she arrived, she hoped that she would not bore her... well it was to late to step back.

" Hi red one ! Nice to see you here and you look amazing ! Do you wish some milk ? I can offer you one if you wish... well maybe you're awaiting for someone, if so just tel me and I'll return to the bar, no problem. "

Tanie smirked as she saw her french friend. She almost called her outright by her nickname before catching herself. She had to be in control, no need for sudden outbursts. "No thanks my dear french feline, I will pass on the milk. However, would you be a sweet kitten and order me a Cosmopolitan? It's something I'm more in the mood for tonight. Thank you for the complements on my look. I felt it was time for something new." She pushed a strand of her short hair behind her ear, showing off a magnetic clip on earring made to look like a ruby earring. She wanted to get actual earrings but couldn't find the time to get them done today. As she moved her hair back she suddenly wished it wasn't so short. There wasn't anything she could do about it though except to let it grow. She gave a smile down to Selina. "I'll get me a seat over there so do be a dear and bring me it when they finish making it." She nodded to an empty table before walking off towards it, letting her hips sway slowly.

For a long seconds, Selina stayed there, jaws droping, surprised. It was the first time she saw Tanie that way, so different, so much quiet. She mumbled a small " yes of course, no problem " as she looked her headind to a seat. Was it really Tanie ? Was it really the one who called her french frie... has she got a cold with all this snow...

Lost in her thought, Selina goes to the bar and ordered a Cosmopolitan. It was the first time she ever heard about this drink. As she looked the barmaid preparing it, Selina rubbed her gloved hands together, making it squeak, trying to clear her mind. What has happened to her friend ? Was it cause of those magnetic clip ? she had to knows it ! Well of course peoples would say it was curiosity, for Selina it was a second nature, her way to be.

Taking, the Cosmopolitan, she moved quickly to her friend table, smiling wide and handed it to her.

" and there it is ! you sure you're ok, you're so changed, not that I say that it don't look great, just it is so surpising to not be called french frie. Hope you don't have troubles, if so just tell me and I'll help you ti fix it ! "

It looked at the card.
The letters that decorated it's surface where certainly meant to convey some sense of recognition or feel with the establisment, but it was lost on Satyxes. No matter how long it's eyes roamed over the paper, it couldn't discern the things that these humans seemed to pick up almost as easily as they drew breath.

The strange clothes worn by the tube-masked woman made it a bit unsure as to how appearances would be evaluated in this club, so while clasping the card in the palm of it's blue-skinned claw, it willed itself to take it's human guise again.
This skin would serve here - it had seemed pleasing enough to the humans in the other places.

With an apparent confidence that was so practiced it was almost becoming second nature, Satyxes walked up to the door while eyeing the human that quite obviously was this caste's portal-guardian. Luckily, such caste's where no mind-readers to sense it's inner fear of... oh, void help me. What... what if this one was a mind-reader ? These humans are so... different at times.
It's confidence shattered and quite shaken by the thought - but too late to withdraw without notice - Satyxes held up the card for the woman to see.
"I... erm, Ellenoire said that... well, this place..."

With a casual look-over, the woman motioned for Satyxes to proceed onwards - seeming rather unimpressed at her assortement of black, worn leathers and red-purple hair. It nodded quickly and put the card in her jacket again, making the last few paces towards the door in a hurried pace, as if fearing to hear a stern revoking of it's right to enter.

As the door closed behind it, the sounds of the club drew it's immediate attention. These humans enjoyed listening to sounds that where not natural, but this... this, it had never heard before. Somehow, the heavy pounding of this particular sound (Music, it reminded itself...) was pleasing to it, soothing and somehow playing away it's nervousness and uncertainty.

Slipping towards the room where the heavy beats came from, Satyxes tried as best as it could to veer away from other patrons. Most of it's instincts told it to flee and hide from the casual glances it drew from the other patrons - obviously standing out enough to clearly not realy belong. Despite the pleasing nature of the sounds around it, it restrained itself from invoking the shadows and violating this caste's territory, but such restraint did not come easily.

With a final burst of will and fleet-footedness, Saty ended up along one of the far walls - slinking into a chair and turning it's gaze left and right to observe... quietly.

Empathy tilted her head towards the clubs entrance as what appeared to be an asian women entered the club from where she sat on the floor being petted by one of her former mistress's old friends who she happened to run into while waiting to get into the club.

She hadn't really paid much attention to who came and went even though she had a clear view of the door even though she was sitting on the ground. This one was new, and different in a way that she was sure only telepaths could tell, her mind felt different then the other patrons their that evening.

She showed all the emotions of someone on their first visit to the club, though her actions were far different. The few first timers she had seen tended to flock towards the bar for drinks while they got their bearings and took in the sights as it were. This one instead seemed to make a straight line for the most remote location in the club she could.

Her curiousity getting the better of her, Empathy excused herself from the group she was with and followed her. Dressed in one of her red latex cat suits, with the only her shoulders, neck and face expossed, she quickly pulled her long red hair back into a pony tail to keep it out of her face before making her way to the far wall.

"Um .. H-hello there,"she said to Satyxes, trying not to sound nervous, her head tilted to the side as she regarded her,"um first time to the Fetish fuel?"

It sat there for mere moments, drinking in the sights of the busteling scene before it. Never before had it seen these things - strange gleaming second skins like the tube-masked one had worn and bright, outlandish decorations... It reminded it of the pits. So famliliar, yet so trange.

Suddenly, it's senses where drawn to a red-clad being - not masked as the other one had been, but wearing a similar skin. It's mind itched - probably just it's own nervousness - as the human approached, and Saty found itself wishing the woman would pas it by... just close enough to study and see and smell, but... not to speak. Not yet, as long as...

"Um .. H-hello there, um first time to the Fetish fuel?"

Saty stared up at the woman, eyes wide and mouth clenching as it's mind raced to find the right words. The movements and temperature of this one before it indicated either nervousnes... or sickness... or arousal. Cursing itself for it's lack of insight, it swallowed once - making it feel it's parched throat - and spoke...

"I.. erm, I'm new. yes. It's because of Ellenoire. She said this was a good place for... well, to find..."

Suddenly looking aside mid-sentence, it was at a loss. It had hoped to see the black-skin tube-masked one again, but... there it was, engaged in talk by another.
Looking back at the woman, satyxes put on one of it's practiced smiles.

"I'm Satyxes... er, good evening"

"Oh your a friend of Miss Ellenoire?"she asked not missing the reaction to her approach,"W-well, there is much to find here, depending on what you are looking for."

She began to feel an all to familiar tingle in the back of her mind, an all to familiar feeling when she was in contact with a non-human mind. Thankfully her training was allowing her to to stay out of their thoughts, thus avoiding a rather nasty headache.

Was that disappointment she felt? Her emotions were difficult to read,"W-were you looking for miss Ellenoire? You'd have a much better chance of finding her up at the bar, it is easier to see who is comes and goes, you can see most of the floor from there as well. I-I could show you a good place if you wish."

"Oh, I'm sorry,I-I'm Empathy," she said when she realized she had not introduced herself,"pleasure to meet you miss Satyxes"

Satyxes looked at the woman with a certain intrest. While clad in the same sort of skin, this one was quite different from the one called Ellenoir in it's mannerisms. Perhaps they where of a different caste after all... even if the tube-masked one had claimed all here to be one caste and one being.

"Friend ? No... I do not believe I am her friend."

Frowning a little at the statement, it held up a cautionary hand and attempted to explain.

"But not a... well, not 'not' her friend either. Or so, no. erm... just someone that met her. At that big place, between the glass towers. Caprice, I believe ? yes, Caprice."

Nodding to itself as it's gaze drifted past the form in red latex to again roam quickly over the assembled crowd - even if making out one individual amidst the crowd seemed unlikely at best.
Snapping back to the woman before it, Satyxes blinked once, then looked at her in silence, as if... unsure how to find the words to continue a conversation such as this.

Tanie smiled to herself as she heard the meek answer from Selina while walking away to the table, keeping her urge to turn and look at her in check. She sat down, her chair half facing the bar. She watched Sel from the corner of her eyes as she waited. It felt good, only having to simply suggest what she should do for her and having her do it. When Sel came with her drink she had her eyes closed, letting her wait a few seconds before taking the drink from her with a smile. "Ah my dear kitten, thank you for my drink." She took a slow sip from it, crossing her legs. "Mmmm now that's the vibe I'm looking for tonight." She opened up her eyes and looked at Selina, stroking her cheek gently with her latex covered hand. "My sweet kitten, there is always time to be wild, but to tame? That requires time being in control." She took another sip of her drink with a smile, taking her time with it. "So there is nothing wrong with me. Thank you for the concern about it though." She didn't notice the other two among the crowd in the club yet.

" to tame ? you ? sorry, never thought I would hear you saying that.... that's so surprising... "

Smiling widely, Selina enjoyed the touch of latex on her cheek, shivering a bit from it. Her eyes on her friend, she didn't noticed either of the two newcomers. In fact she was rarely noticing peoples as they entered the club as she didn't knew many peoples excepted the members of the House.

" well, that's why you look so nice tonight ? Oh, nor that other day you don't look nice, but well, tonight you look much nicer ! Well... I wonder, how and what made you change that way... or who ? Maybe you're awaiting for someone... "

Looking around, Selina searched for any hints, wondering who was the one her friend was awaiting.

" If you wish i can bring another drink for your friend, well and I can also go away if you wish... ah please tell me who it is ? "

Rubbing again her hands together, Selina was so curious about it, as she was each time she discovered something new. She moved closer to her friend ear and whispered.

" please tell me, who's the one that you'll hunt and tame ? I promise to say it to no one ! "

"I am awaiting no one dear kitten. That would... Ruin the hunt as you would say?" She smiled at her, setting the drink down on the table. "As for who I'd love to collar myself I would love to have Magyk on my leash. She is just so beautiful and..." She smiled softly, rolling her shoulders a bit. "My first time out like this has me a little tense. Got some pain in my shoulders from the tension." Obviously she was trying to get Selina to give her a shoulder rub without having to order her to do so. Tanie felt it was more of a challenge for her, and the bigger the challenge, the better the power and control when successful.

" Magyck ? well you should ask her, I'm sure she'd love that, you two are so beautifull, you should fit well together ! Please let me ease that tension."

Smiling as she had an answer, Selina moved behind her friend nad began to massage her shoulder, pressign soflty but firmly on the muscles, quite concentrated.

" you know I did massages for nearly a full year in france, it was an interesting job but I got bored. I learned a lot doing it and I think I'm quite good at it, if I don't take my claws out of course. "

Giggling, Selina continued her massage.

" So, you wish my help to go and say MAgyck that you'd love her on leash ? And you took your leash with you ? Maybe we could phone to her and I may let you two together. "

Lilith moved through the growing crowd, her ability to do so enhanced by her choice of clothing. She had donned a black, latex catsuit, the shimmering material cutting low across her crowded bosom to travel the length and curves of her body from wrist to ankle. She wore a pair of black platform, spiked heels, her toes visible, painted in a black laquer. She had drifted by the bar a bit earlier, gesturing a finger, and on this quick return trip, she snatched up her martini glass, the fat olives within bobbing a bit from the movement.

She had spied Tanie and Selina and prepared to move over to greet them when she was distracted by Empathy speaking to what appeared to be a newcomer. Lilith was not here every night, but she frequented enough to think she could tell a fresh face. Of course, the attitude is what often did them in, and it seemed no exception with this one.

She gracefully changed her direction, moving over to the two as they exchanged words in this somewhat remote area of the expansive main floor.

"Good evening, Empathy," she said, tilting her head slightly in greeting, "Who is your friend?"

She smiled lightly, taking a sip of her martini.

As it was grasping for the words to explain it's purpose here - a proces that was mimicked by it's hands that tried to grab at the air in slow motions, Satyxes' gaze shifted from the curious woman's face to the dance floor and bar behind her.
It had understood that things worked differently here and that it's usual approach woudln't work... but Saty hadn't really thought this through as well as it could have.

Just as it was about to utter yet another attempt to clarify itself, a new form approached - detaching from the crowd with an ease that lent it significance. Tilting it's head to observe this new one, Saty's fledgeling explanation died in it's throat with a slow, distracted murr.

As the black-skinned unmasked human came to stand close to the pair, Satyxes tried yet again to find meaning in the colours, the face, the posture. This one was black like the masked one, not red - but again, very different. This Caste was confusing...

Silently - and to all outwards appearance almost frozen in place - it's gaze went from one woman to the other and back again. The new one had spoken to the red-skinned one... let it speak first and teach us about this one. Yes.