In Pink

Chapter One Booking Her car arrived, swooping from the busy traffic on Third Avenue, stopping briefly to allow her to register on her phone and slip inside, before once more rolling into movement with a whir. It was habit, Alexa checked the requested destination again on her phone before slipping it into her bag and sitting back in the soft leather. Silent movement, just the slightest register of the road, the other traffic moving in a soundless pavane around her, she did what she always did watched the streets and busy sidewalks, observing the people who hurried on their daily round. Unaccustomed anxiety that manifested itself as butterflies in her stomach as she crossed the Queensboro to Astoria bridge and then on to Jackson Heights. Ten years ago, there would have been a talkative cabby trying to make conversation with his attractive ride, now there were just the muted tones of the advertising screen that made suggestions based on the profile that it had garnered from her phone. Alexa shut out the voice and concentrated on the meeting that was to come. An illegal venture into the unknown, the reason that she slipped from the car fifteen minutes’ walk from her final destination. Thirty-Fourth Avenue, a tree lined suburban street. Just a scattering of businesses embedded in the shabby housing blocks. With her phone switched off it took another five minutes to be sure of the address. No numbers, no name plates, nothing to indicate that the dull red-brick block of offices was her destination. The sense of anxiety increased when the door buzzed and she found herself in a small atrium with a single rather dilapidated elevator and she almost wondered if she even had the right place, but it was just as Miss Kai had described and she tried to calm her emotion of fretful imminence. The numbers of the floors scrolled by and then the display went dark and the elevator juddered to a stop, seemingly between floors. Alexa waited and hit the ‘door open’ button, but there was no response. The silence in the small metal box was almost unbearable before there was a small jolt and the elevator began to climb again. The doors opened to reveal a long narrow corridor that stretched before her and a single door that was the entrance into a world that she longed for. As Alexa approached the door, it opened, and she could see into the small office beyond. The striking-looking woman standing holding the door, beckoned her into the office with a slight smile on her face. Alexa felt the tension in her reach a maximum that almost made it difficult to breathe. “This way, Miss,” said the woman as she stepped aside. Alexa stepped into another world. From the bare and shabby entrance into modern luxury, a place where Alexa felt herself instantly at home. Plush leather striated walnut panelling and a yielding black carpet underfoot that must have cost hundreds a square foot. The woman closed the door and Alexa heard the soft click as it locked. “Welcome to the CM Domains, Miss Alexa,” said the tall woman as she ushered her client to sit in one of the high-backed armchairs. “My name is Miss Maeve. I’m sure that you have so many questions, but it is our custom to start informally with a little introduction and get to know each other…” “Thank you…” Alexa managed to relax in the chair and watched as Miss Maeve moved gracefully to seat herself opposite on the sofa. The woman had and elegance that was almost overt, every movement fluid and almost s****l. She sat a little crosswise and crossed her ankles before placing a palm on her knee and stretching her perfectly manicured fingers. “A vacation…” said Alexa to start the conversation. “CM believes that our clients want more than just that,” said Miss Maeve. “Our clients are companions on an exciting adventure that knows no boundaries. One in which we take pride on making seamless. To that end, we need to know you intimately, your passions, obsessions and fascinations. What it is that you truly desire. You have completed the initial screening required, but it is not the shopping list of requirements that makes a trip to the CM Domains the ultimate in gratification, it is all the small minutiae that make it flawless.” “My friend told me to be quite open…” “Ah, the ineffable golden Miss Kai,” said Miss Maeve with a smile. “Three visits already accomplished and eager for more! She knows how it works and is always eager to recommend us.” Alexa could almost palpably feel the charisma of the woman seated opposite. She could have been a model for perfume, elegant and yet remote, beautiful and untouchable in her perfection. Rejuvenated and smooth, an indeterminate age. Plainly dressed in black silk blouse and tight leather skirt. Somehow, she projected an image of flawlessness without perceptible effort. Even the words that she used, the tone that she used made her a superior being as all others stood in her shade. She smiled. “I understand that you have been friends since Harvard?” Alexa nodded. “Almost more than a friend,” said Alexa. “Twenty years now…” “That was the law degree mentioned in your curriculum?” Alexa nodded. “I note that you never married…” “It was just never on the cards, I suppose,” said Alexa. “Business and pleasure never allowed me the indulgence.” “So what are you seeking?” asked Miss Maeve. “Hedonism, debauchery and excess, or merely a chance to be in a place where everything is right there at your fingertips? For you to taste…” Alexa started to chuckle. This was such a subtle interrogation, moving around the edge of the matter delicately allowing breathing room for hidden meaning with ease. “All of those, I suppose! That and curiosity, adventure and gratification,” said Alexa. Miss Maeve nodded gravely and tapped her fingertips in a ripple on her knee. Not a measure of impatience, just a small acknowledgement that Alexa was not interested in crude detail but demanded the fantasy to be sugar-coated. “Naturally, that is all on offer, Miss Alexa. But, we need to discuss some of the detail in order for us to place you correctly and ensure that you are satisfied with the service. So, please indulge me a little…” Miss Maeve paused a moment as if bringing Alexa’s demands to mind. “I understand that there is a choice of setting,” said Alexa. “Exactly, Miss Alexa! Exactly. Unfortunately, you have to make choices and cannot visit the whole domain in just a single week! I am here to help you choose which domain would be suitable for your pleasure, so I think that we should discuss what you requested to ensure that we can match your needs as closely as possible.” “I’m sure that you can manage that better than myself,” said Alexa. “I completed the questionnaire in detail…” “That’s true, but even at this late stage, a discussion of domains is important. The usual way to do this is to skim through to help me get a bearing on the reasons why you chose like you did and then you can make an informed choice.” Alexa started to feel a little impatient. Why was this any different from any vacation? The place and hotel booked, the exact suite and the food on the menu was of little interest. Which sunshade on the beach… who cared? “So,” said Miss Maeve with a smile. “Let’s make a start! Your stated preferences are male orientated, is that right?” This was more like it, thought Alexa and she nodded. “But, it is a preference and not a ‘must’,” she said to confirm. “Male and female partners are suitable as long as…” “They are feminised to the nth degree,” interrupted Miss Maeve with a small smile. “What is not clear to me is whether you would prefer a childlike innocence, all frills and lace or something a little more slut-like with aggressive sexuality to match.” She felt no anxiety now, just a warmth that filled her with a need that was overpowering as she imagined what was being asked. Which was it to be? A shame that she had to choose! “Helplessness turns me on,” said Alexa with a sly smile, “so I would say lace and frills is my thing. Smooth little gurls, if anything… But, an eager male-slut would be interesting…” “That’s good, Miss Alexa. “Now I need to know the degree of control that you usually impose. Corporal punishment? Perhaps total unrelieved chastity? Do you prefer compulsion or enthusiastic?” Alexa smiled at the way that the question was framed. In her mind’s eye she pictured the feminised maid that she was already creating. What was the point of simply matching this adventure to the ordinary everyday life that she lived? None whatsoever! Something new, something depraved was the whole point of this. New experiences and new fields to explore. “As you know, I already sort of own a sissy maid, well, my boyfriend…” said Alexa. “What I want is something else, a trip into unfamiliar territory… Something deeper, more s****l, deeper… a fantasy…” Miss Maeve nodded. Her hand slid over her breasts and she touched the decorative collar at her slim neck. “I quite agree, to make the best of the experience you need to explore your limits! There is no better chance for this than with us… we find that those who allow themselves this freedom are ultimately able to uncover things in themselves that they never imagined…” “So, where does that leave me?” asked Alexa. “I mean, what choices are there for me?” “We have four entire domains for our guests to explore and revel in,” said Miss Maeve. “Each one a distinct experience that caters to different interests. Two of these are general in concept. The Pink Domain caters for those who like to be surrounded by femininity. Those that inhabit this domain take many guises. Frilly maids, avid sluts, restrained and fettered bitches and latex whores. All ready to satisfy the urge to humiliate and control, all available at any moment to fulfil the whim of the guest. Then, are other domains. Catering for a need to punish and control. For instance, Crimson Domain is designed to allow those with a refined instinct for punishment to indulge in a fetish environment. From a simple hand chastisement to the most intense experience, the area set aside is probably the most enjoyed as well as being the most diverse. It is the place where the entertainments are the most piquant…” Miss Maeve’s hands stroked the filigree collar and then dropped to her lap. “I suppose that the first sounds more like me,” said Alexa. “I think so too,” said Miss Maeve with a smile. “But we have two other areas that are designed for those with narrower interests. The Roan Domain is vast in scope, catering for those that wish to indulge themselves fully in a satisfying hobby that normally requires vast resources to realise. Owning a ranch is something that few of us can even dream of, let alone make real for our enjoyment. Stallions, fillies, ponies and all varieties of servile creatures, all of them waiting for those who enjoy this form of play. Some are trained, some need breaking, others are simply for the amusement of our guests. Personally, my special area of interest…” Her face showed true emotion for the first time and she tilted her head and pouted. “There is nothing quite like that feeling,” she breathed. “Not quite my scene,” said Alexa, “but perhaps it would be interesting to try it sometime.” Miss Maeve leaned forward a little and Alexa found herself able to see the valley between her rounded breasts. A little black lace, smooth ivory skin under black silk. “We all have our interests and all are catered for…” said Miss Maeve. “The fourth domain is private… Intense even. Silver Domain is a place where anything can happen. Where amusements are arranged personally for each guest’s tastes. Unfortunately, it requires a subscription to participate in what it has to offer, as well as a number of visits before an invitation is forthcoming… Only by invitation…” “I see,” said Alexa, but she could not imagine what would be different between this last realm and the ones that had been mentioned earlier. Miss Maeve smiled and shrugged. “As you know, the cost of this service, to any of our domains is expensive in comparison to any normal vacation, no matter where one would choose to go.” Alexa leaned forward as Miss Maeve’s voice dropped to a whisper as if she was imparting a confidence. “Crimson Domain is for the chosen who can afford to play with no limits at all,” she said in a whisper. “This means that there are few extra costs… A place where pain and pleasure intermingle.” She smiled as if she had revealed a special secret that should have been concealed. This was the first that Alexa had heard of ‘extra costs’ and she raised an eyebrow. “I don’t understand, Miss Maeve,” she said. “I thought that the price per day was all inclusive?” “It is, for most, but I think that you will understand that we must insist on damage being paid for, should it occur…” It seemed reasonable and Alexa relaxed. “So, tell me a little about yourself first,” said Miss Maeve, changing the subject and the tone of her voice. “It will help when we decide together what happens in two weeks when you arrive…” Alexa shrugged and allowed her natural curiosity to subside, but she could feel an excitement that was almost ecstatic. She was on her way to the vacation of a lifetime and all that remained were to fill in the details. They chatted for half an hour or so. Alexa mentioning her servile boyfriend, Charles and the summer house in Idaho, her friendship with Miss Kai and a little about her work in the legal practice that depended on her skills in criminal cases. Miss Maeve, on the other hand, gave little away, except to mention that she lived on Long Island, far from the maddening crowds of New York. Alexa mentioned Miss Gillian, but it seemed as if their paths had not crossed. At last the conversation came full circle and Miss Maeve seemed ready to ask her for a choice. “The Roan area has some attractions, though I have to say that Crimson domain is probably my last choice,” said Alexa. “I think that, since this is the first time, I will choose Pink Domain and just enjoy the week in comfort. There is always next time… I need a break and it will be perfect! I am sure that there are loads of ideas that I will be able to introduce Charles to…” “That would have been my suggestion,” said Miss Maeve. “After this interview, it is fairly clear the direction that we need to go in to satisfy your needs. I think that you will really enjoy yourself in our hands…” “It’s just a couple of weeks before I go,” said Alexa. “Is there anything else that I should know? I mean for the trip?” “When you are contacted to arrange the transport, you will receive a full set of our terms and conditions,” said Miss Maeve. “There are obvious limits and restrictions that you must abide by. For instance, no phone, no recording devices, no contact for a week with the outside world. We shall supply all of your needs when you arrive, so there is no need to pack more than clothes to travel in. Even if you have a favourite whip or crop, you will not be permitted to take it into any of the domains. After that, well, you will see…” “I’ll take note…” “I have just one last point that I cannot make too strongly,” said Miss Maeve. Her voice changed to a severe tone. “This is most important,” she began. “There are few rules, after all, we expect all of our guests to fully use all the facilities to their fullest extent. Those who serve are there entirely for your enjoyment and use and the management appreciate that fact. However, even the slightest breaking of the rules can have unexpected consequences that you may regret…” Alexa’s lips opened a little and she felt a small twinge of apprehension returning. “Which is?” “We trawl the world for those who serve in our domains for your personal pleasure,” said Miss Maeve gravely. “Those who abuse our hospitality can find that they are required to serve similarly. There have been some most unfortunate cases, reporters and such like who think to embarrass us. This is a most crucial point, Miss Alexa! I do not mean to frighten or alarm you, but when you are with us, you are in our hands… Trust goes in both directions.” Alexa’s hand covered her mouth. “It will be quite clear, my dear, so don’t worry. Just enjoy what you are paying for and you will become an honoured guest!” Her hand drifted once more to her collar and Alexa realised that, at the nape of the neck a small light glowed softly green. ‘What did it mean?’ she wondered as she was shown once more into the corridor beyond the luxurious office. By the time that Alexa was once more in the autonomous car that picked her up, she discovered that her anxiety had completely evaporated. She found that every little movement on the soft seat of the car teased and tempted and knew that Charlie was in for a night of pleasure that would see the slut crying as he came for the very last time. Somehow, meeting Miss Maeve was a turning point in her life and she could feel the imminence and significance. In a couple of weeks, Charles would be spending a week with in Gillian’s school and one of the prerequisites was chastity. Best to have him in a restraint and ready for the training while she luxuriated in the Pink Domain!