Simmering ((Open RP))

Angelica smiled as her Master admired her. She couldn't help but gently kiss some of the moisture from the thumb he brushed across her lip, cheeks blushing at the attention. Master had not introduced her to his friend, and neither had spoken to her so she kept quiet, smiling pleasantly.

She wasn't here for conversation; she was on display, so she worked hard to keep her lines clean, not slouching, head up proudly, chest forward, shoulders back. (The monosleeve helped those last two tremendously) She stood in a slaves stance, neither knee locked, one foot flat, the other forward on the ball of her foot, well balance, showing off the curve of her leg, and ready to move or be moved at her owners' whim. As Tanie caught her eye, she replied with a lowering of her eyes, responding without speaking, or interfering with the tableau she was presenting.

Inside she was considerably less calm, her cheeks were flushed in embarrassment and arousal and she was staying quiet through sheer willpower, internally whimpering as she could feel her excitement spreading warmly between her thighs.

Smiling a final, wide, Cheshire grin to the patrons after setting the remaining bottle on table for them, Puck bowed slightly, a single tug of the chain indicating he expected the same from his pet. He was already walking away as she curtsied to the Club guests.

Friendly nods were given to all the new arrivals, House and non-House alike as he paraded her back across the room, taking a much more leisurely route this time, squeezing through patrons here and there, smiling at the thought of his serving girl being forced to follow his exact path.

Eventually he slid through the curtains dividing off a back stockroom again. Taking her tray, and the towel over her shoulder as she entered, he smiled and snapped his fingers, gesturing for her to bend over at the waist. As she did so, he replaced the tray on her back.

He clasped his hands behind his back and pivoted down, inspecting her critically beyond the uplifted skirt, before clucking his tongue loudly, followed by a sharp "Tsk."

He unceremoniously reached up, underneath her and dragged the towel along her underside, before tossing it into a pile of dirty bar rags.

"Next time we might have to put you in a hello kitty diaper."

He paused, as much for effect, adding, "Pity too, would be terribly hard to hide such a thing in such a short dress."

Tanie would give Angelica a smirk and a wink before turning to Sel, still petting her slowly. "Ah my little chaton. I am doing much better than before thanks to the help of others and to Magyk and Angelica letting me stay in their appartment so I would not be assaulted by my dreams." She noted her unsure looks and chuckles softly, taking another drag off her smoke, holding it in as she leaned foward and nibbled roughly upon her ear and let the smoke come out as she talked into her kitten's ear. "Informal tonight. You will obey me but besides my orders you are free to do as you wish." With another hard bite of her ear she smirked and moved to look at Sel in the eyes. "For now." She then gave her a gentle kiss on the nose before picking up her drink and taking a few small sips before setting it back down. Her other hand continued to mess with the deck for a few more minutes, cutting and shuffling with the single hand before letting it sit on the bartop in a straignt pile.

A bit confused, Selina looked Tanie then smiled widely. Her friend was looking now much better and that was the most important thing for her.

" Understood ! I didn't knew about your dreams you know but I'm so happy that it ended nicely. So bad I was unable to help you. Well, maybe that's not the proper place and moment to speak about it. Let's enjoy tonight. "

Lifting quickly her mug of milk, she siped and purred, before looking everyone again, her tails moving under the stool. With a distracted hand she massaged her hear, regreting that she was alreaydy no more feeling anything. Maybe she would try to find a "solution" with that to fast healing power.

Lilith nodded to Hannah, noting the young lady's nervousness. Being exposed to the scene could mean so many different things. Some people in the city felt too much exposure simply upon finding out that such a place as this existed in their otherwise pristine urban sprawl.

"Well, I do hope you enjoy yourself," she offered, then she turned to the others, "Selina, Bonjour. Comment vas tu?"

It was not long after her question that Tanie arrived with her usual flair. Lilith noted the manner in which she quietly sat with no overt greeting, so the Matriarch simply offered a silent nod in greeting. She watched as Selina and Tanie began anew their interplay. It was charming to see, the two of them experiencing things together, like tandem cave explorers. The smile on her lips warmed a few degrees as she watched.

Chris turned back to the bar and ordered another drink. He had returned Lilith’s acknowledgement but stood apart. He felt like an interloper on this world and did not wish to disturb her. Another cold drink settled in his hands. Perhaps he would offer some conversation after a bit more lubrication.

He turned around to scan the club, looking for Rim. He had enjoyed their conversations when he first applied to the House, but had not seen her recently. He blushed at the sight of collars and leashes. He would say that his knowledge of sex work and the slave trade in Asia tainted a belief that such master/slave play would titillate. He read the studies. He knew the behavior fell in the spectrum of regular, even healthy, sexuality.

He feared the loss of control such play seemed to invite. What would he reveal in such a state? What secrets? At the same time, he wanted direction, someone to tell him how to be Chris Tipler; someone to give him permission to relax and define this self. For a moment, he wondered how a leather strip would feel against his neck.

The doctor took a sip and shook his head clear of such thoughts. Em had showed nothing but discretion with her telepathy. Other mind readers at the club may not hold the same ethics.

Latex and leather covered long strips of well formed flesh, accentuating curves and hinting at the skin underneath. Chris appreciated the unspoken promise of beauty uncovered and for a while he lost himself in thoughts of slick black against his chest.

Satyxes pushed the mirrored shades higher upon its nose with a single crimson-painted claw-tip as it entered the club, smiling to itself. The so called 'door bitch' had given off the most amusing scent when it passed - it was of course displaying its blue skin and curving horns, to be fair - but he had motioned for it to pass inside without hindrances.

The new latex bodysuit Saty had obtained fit snugly, covering it from ankle to neck in deep crimson with a subtle line of black tracing across the chest and legs to break the uni-coloured surface. The sleeves disappeared under a leather trenchcoat - coloured in the same black-and-crimson hues as the bodysuit - hanging open over its shoulders. Finishing the ensemble where a pair of heavy combat boots - in basic black leather, polished to a high sheen to somewhat match the glint of the latex.

Tilting its head as it entered the dancefloor area, it stopped and went through the usual ritual of scenting the place and its residents. Taking its time to separate the known scents from the unknown, marking them off on the mental map of the club floor.

Matriarch... Puck... Angel ? yes... Fire-hair and the cat-woman. Hrm, Chris as well. Kimochi...

Running through the list of names as it grew and grew with recognition, Saty maintained a rather rigid pose at the entance for a few moments. Then as if snapping out of a daydream, its head righted itself again before walking over to the Matriarch.

It stopped just outside of what it considered 'respectful personal space' - just a bit farther away than a human would - and inclined its head respectfully, awaiting the Matriarch's acknowledgement, unwilling to interrupt the ongoing exchange of words.

Lilith looked over, noting the new arrival. She very much admired the particular suit that Satyxes chose to wear this evening, and perhaps a hint of that was evidenced in the slight change of her smile as she gazed.

"Greetings, Satyxes," she offered, inclining her head once, slowly in acknowledgment.

Tanie grins and pulls Selina close to her, rubbing the latex covered kitten, making her squeak some. "Yes, the good present is the best time to focus on right now." She giggles softly and rubs her kitten's neck gently. "If only if I had brought your leash with me tonight. I'll just have to suffice with just cuddling with you for now." As she gently started to pet Selina she took another look around sipping from her drink. She had been practicing new skills to help her cope with the nightmares and it gave the added effect of sheilding her mind, continiously runnning through hands in different card games to hide her thoughts. She raised her drink at Saty and grinned at her with her smoke in her mouth just idly burring down.

Satyxes raised its head at the sound of Lilith's voice, taking off the shades as it did so. For a mere second, it locked eyes with the matriarch before returning the greeting respectful inclination of the head.

"Greetings, Matriarch. If you have need of me, I will await your order."

Putting the shades back on, it turned with a simple nod of greeting to Kimochi and the one standing near her. It needed a drink... a good, strong one and as it reached the bar - returning Tanie's greeting with a friendly raised hand and a nod at Seline - it ordered one of the better whiskeys in the selection, turning it's back to the counter and leaning against it as it resumed its scenting in silence.

Kim lightly stroked at Hannah's hip, playing with the hem of her leotard.

"This is easily the best fetish club in MC... Hell I reackon it's even better than Caprice, at least you don't get randoms throwing the furniture around in here!"

She chuckled softly as she sipped her drink, a finger lightly running over the rubber covering Hanah's hip.

"It's kinda quiet at the moment, but it's still early. It'll fill out a bit more later."

As she was feeling the rubbing throught her latex, Selina feeled quickly unable to stop purring, rubing her head against Tanie's arm in a very cat like attitude.

" Leash are not always necessary, cuddling is so nice also you know ", looking Saty she added, remembering the first time " I'll respect and obey even in those sweet moments. "

Looking the card, Selina smile widely, her eyes focused on the shuffle.

" oh, you're great and with so much talent ! You're a professional gamer... or a magician ? I'd love to be able to do such, but I have no talent for such things... and you know magic tricks with cards ? Or you can read the future in cards ? "

Tanie chuckled softly and shook her head, still cuddling with Selina. "No, not a profesional and far from a wizard. Although I have practiced a few tricks from filling my head with card game information.". She picked a card off the top of the deck and twirled it in her fingers before flicking it up into the air as she set it on fire. It arced through the air, flicking out as the card burned away on the arc back. Tanie smiled and pulled Selina close so she would be leaning on her, one of her feet gently stroking her kitten's tail.

Angelica whimpered as Puck roughly wiped her with the towel, her ears and face turning pink at the teasing words. The combined effect caused a shudder to run through her. One that she suppressed in part, keeping the tray from sliding from where it was perched on her back. She closed her eyes a moment, calming herself, reaching for that inner professional calm. She was very aware how vulnerable she was in this position, bent over, her arms bound, her balance... precarious.

Intellectually, she knew Puck would likely not do anything here at the club. But then.. it IS Master Puck, after all, and he had centuries of practice at breaking rules without being caught. With that thought another wave of embarrassed self-consciousness flowed through her, most of the club had seen her come back here with Master. Mistress saw, and Tanie, and Sel, even Miss Kim... What would they all assume if we were back here too long...?

His eyes looked over her vulnerable form, as a smile curled across his lips. He fetched a bottle of of red wine, and poured himself a glass. He sniffed it, then sipped, leaning back against the wall, eyes closed as a comfortable familiarity washed over his senses. A moment later he snapped back.

Smiling he placed the glass on a nearby shelf, and moved to help Angelica replace her tray, carefully helping her back up into a prim posture. He cleared the tray of everything cluttering it, and then went for glasses. One by one, he filled the glasses; First six, arranged in a triangle on her tray.

He smiled as he filled another glass, speaking in the casual, matter-of-fact tone he often took with his pet. "We're going to really put you to the test now, Angel..."

He placed this glass atop the others, and began filling yet another, placing it. "Do well, and we might even reward you..."

A third was added to the growing pyramid of small wineglasses. He stepped back, fetching his glass for another sip as he studied her form. Finally, he set his own glass atop the crystal mountain, moving for the door as he spoke, the slack of the chain between them quickly diminishing.

"Fail... and you'll spend the evening alone."