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Department Store Romance (Loneiy x Alan)

Elena got up and scuttled towards the bathroom and threw open the door and was just frozen in place. Her bladder forgotten a wild blush came over her body as she stepped back and then ran to the elevator intent to use the lobby's bathroom.

Her head was down. She hit her lip and whimpered knowing that Chevvie and Juliette both saw her and would be a little bit miffed. If not a lot.
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Juliette moaned. Her hands rubbing up and down Chevvies now bare chest. She sighed and watched him take off his socks and grinned and kissed him as he was now naked just for her. She moaned as he began to tease her. Leaning her head back she moaned and opened her kimono and turned them so Chevvie was pressing her to the wall and he had full access to her.

"Take me Chevvie, I am..." Juliette turned to the door bursting open and curled her lips up in a snarl at the little sub. I was one thing to be klutzy, it was quite another to burst in right before she was going to get some sex. She closed her kimono and walked out.

"Thank you for coming but I would like to be alone with Chevvie right now."
 
Chevvie stood, amazed and more than a little frustrated, alone in the bathroom. Stood there naked, a massive erection standing out proud and upright before him, half suspecting his blues would turn bright blue. A tiny pearl of precum on the head of his shaft mocked him. He ground his teeth in fury, and then, catching sight of himself in the mirror, saw how ridiculous he looked. Whereupon his sense of the absurd took over and, with a splutter, choking noise, allowed the laugh inside him to come out, echoing in the enclosed, reflective walls of the bathroom.

*****

It was the fastest the two men had ever seen Elena move. So fast was she that she shot by Shea, before he even had time to react. Mel's grab was instinctive, his hand shooting out and grabbing her by the forearm, nearly pulling her arm from its socket as he pulled her up short. Something inside him had seen the look in her eyes, seen that, allowed to run who-knew-where unchecked could well cause mayhem. Who could guess where she might have ended up. Sure, putting his hand upon another's submissive without permission was an insult, but as a Scribe, he was above such rules when he needed to be.

"So, pretty one, where do you think you're going," he asked, softly. "You need to calm down, here."

Shea watched as Mistress Juliette emerged from the bathroom, tying the band at the front of her kimono, an angry look on her fine features. He looked across at the tableau of Melvay and T'Mewi, back to Mistress Juliette, wondering just what the hell he might say in such a situation. And already storing the details, for use in comic relief in his next novel!
 
Elena gasped adn whimpered and began to dance and shut her eyes. "I have to pee seriously, and if you don't let me go soon, I am goign to piss all over you. I was going to go to the lobby." SHE said and looked at him and frowned. She frowned. "No I don't need to calm down, I need to piss!" She near shouted.
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Juliette watched them waiting for them to leave. SHE cleared her throat and looked at each of them in turn and frowned. "I would really like it if you left now. Unless you want to hear how loud I can get when I am being fucked good and hard by someone with a very impressive package." She growled. She was still getting more and more pissed off.
 
"You need to pee seriously?" Melvay chortled, amused by her adjective. "You mean it's possible to piss humorously?" He was, though he was sure she didn't realize it, deliberately mocking her grammar to make a joke of the situation, and minimize her embarrassment. Shea, despite his intelligence sometimes missed these subtleties... beside which he seemed otherwise unoccupied trying to deal with the Mistress Juliette situation.

Melvay scooped up Elena (risking being pee-ed upon, but he guessed that was all in a day's work - and such things were not unknown in the Club anyway) and rushed toward the bathroom. "Chevvie out!" he laughed. "Urgent need!"

Seeing Elena's plight, the naked Chevvie moved quickly from the bathroom, and Mel shut the door after him, leaving Elena inside alone. Chevvie now felt very awkward, not so much from his nakedness, as being with Mistress Juliette.

So Melvay, trying hard not to laugh, lit a cigar and went over to the fruit bowl, where he helped himself to a mandarin and began to peel it.
 
Juliette frowned adn watch them continue to mill around their house. SHE growled and then looked at CHevvie who came out and blushed. "Come Chevvie, let's go to my room where we can continue what we started in the bathroom. Our guests can show themselves out." SHe smiled and looked back and waved to them both and shut the door once Chevvie was in side.

She moved to her knees and ran her tongue along the underside of his cock. She smiled wider and then wrapped her lips around the tip and began to suck softly shutting her eyes groaning softly. She wrapped her arms around his legs tasting him and just like that she was back in heaven again.

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Elena ran to the toilet and sat down relieving herself. She flushed and washed her hands adn came out with a violent blush. She walked over to Shea and cleared her throat a bit and then rubbed his arm.

"I think we should leave." She whispered quietly.
 
Chevvie, too, was in heaven.

Mistress Juliette was a dominant, and a dominant of a high degree. Quite apart from the exquisite pleasure of what she was doing, there was a symbolic pay-off, too. He totally recognized the compliment he was receiving. Dominants just did not, under normal circumstances, felate submissives. His ego had swelled as much as his cock. She was, in fact, giving him the message she'd accepted his terms. Their future was bright.

*****

"T'Mewi," snapped Shea. "You forget yourself! Decisions as to when we go or stay aren't yours to make!" He sat down in one of the chairs, and lit up a cigar Melvay had given him. "We came here to ensure that things worked out between Chevvie and Mistress Juliette, and we need to make sure they have." He glared sternly at her. "Please remember that, as far as I'm concerned, you are still on probation."

"Be fair, Shea," said Melvay, taking a seat on the opposite side of the room. "She's done pretty well, so far." And then, knowing that Elena had her back to him, and couldn't see him "She's embarrassed about her bladder acting up. Cut her some slack, eh?"
 
She wrapped her lips around him and began to suck bobbing her head up and down, clutching his thighs. But Juliette did not stop there, she went the whole way. Working her fingers around, she soon found his pussy and ran her thumb along it. She began to deep throat him as she slowly slid the tip of her thumb in. Stroking and pleasing every sex center that her lover had.

Shutting her eyes, she groaned around his cock vibrating it. She looked up to him seeing if it was what he wanted.
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Elena was not happy. She did not want to be here while something intimate happened. She walked over to a corner and sat down trying to take her mind anywhere but here. She bit her lip as she tried to ignore what was going on in the bedroom.
 
Now, this was it. This was the real thing. Juliette knew exactly what he wanted, exactly how to keep him happy. Simultaneous waves of pleasure rose in him - like a symphony, played in stereo, playing on both of his desires, taking him into another dimension of ecstasy entirely.

"Oh, sweet, beautiful Juliette," he moaned. "Oh, yes... yes... "

*****

Shea gently ruffled T'Mewi's hair.

"Yes, Melvay, you;re right," he added. "She's done well. Don't fret, creature mine, I know you had so very little training. I really am proud of the way you've come on, in this short time."

He looked across to Melvay. "See, Scribe, how our subbies run as ragged. Maybe you made a good choice, not to collar anyone. No-one in the Club take your fancy, at all?"

Melvay gave an enigmatic grin, and said nothing, just sat puffing on his cigar. He heard Chevvie's voice from behind theclosed door, and winked.

"I think we can decently fade out, now," he chuckled.
 
She continued to suck and groaned softly. She bobbed her head as she slipped two fingers into his pussy and began to move in and out as she moved sucking on his cock. She curled her free hand around CHevvie's leg and smiled and continued to suck moving faster and faster wanting to taste him. Needing to taste him. She was so wet in her kimono. She just wanted to be treated like a simple girl, like a lover. She realized that as she was sucking him off and blushed.
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Elena sighed adn looked down and then up as Mel said that they would be able to leave. She waited though. She curled her leg under her as she wanted to leap up and leave right now. She knew Chevvie. Chevvie was a good friend of hers. She knew he would be a loud one if he got pleasured. And something about Juliette promised that she knew how to pleasure. She looked at her master and bit her lip canting her head and waited patiently.
 
Melvay had picked Elena exactly. While having no sexual feelings for her, he liked her, and desperately wanted her to succeed in the path she'd set herself - and not just for the Order's sake. He knew she'd enjoy hearing the noise of unadulterated pleasure, it might even help her with the inhibitions she had left.

"On the other hand," he said, "Maybe we might stay a little longer. I'm kind of enjoying this."

In fact, he had no particular wish to hear anyone else having sex (especially as whenever he thought about that particular exercise, thoughts of Abagain kept coming, unbidden, into his head!) but he wanted to spare Elena the awkwardness of having to admit it.

"If you say we stay, Scribe," laughed Shea, "We can give it another few minutes. Listen - can you hear knocking?"

He could indeed!

At the sight of Mistress Juliette's blush, all restraint faded from Chevvie. Much as he admired her in dominant mode, it was on those rare occasions that she was submissive that he was really turned on. He would never tell anyone how she was in those moods - they'd call her a switch behind her back - but he had to admit it powerful things to his libido. He was so turned on, felt so strong, he simply lifted Mistress Juliette up by her armpits, and, forgetting all finesse and restraint, threw her against the door of the bathroom and began to standing-fuck her, driving himself into her, taking her and using her, as if she were a neophyte submissive being broken. He thrust hard, his throbbing penis sliding in and out, forgetting any delicacy in his lust.

She'd have a sore ass later - and then, if she decided upon punishment, so would he - but that was later. This was now!
 
Elena bit her lip hearing the groans and the knocking. Although tonElena it sounded more like thudding. She shifted. At the same time she was aroused and embarrassed. She swallowed and bit her lip.

Juliette threw her head back and gasped as she was lifted then thrust against the door. She hissed as he thrust hard and deep into her. This was what she wanted mutual equally strong lovers. A companion. She grunted and moaned as she was being taken.

Reaching out, she took a handful of his hair and bit into his neck growling lost in her own lust. She wrapped both legs around his waist and began to moan louder and louder as her ass became sorer and sorer.
 
Chevvie continued to thrust, harder and harder, holding on to her. It was just as well Mistress Juliette was a willing partner, for, if she hadn't been, there was no way she could have escaped. He had lost all semblance of rational thought, all restraint. Even the respect he'd usually pay a dominant was lacking. Though Mistress Juliette would never admit it, and he would never mention it - nonetheless, she was submitting to him, submitting to his will, as much as T'Mewi had submitted to Shea. But he'd never humiliate her by saying it. Not ever.

So he continued, showing his appreciation of her, by thrusting even harder, so hard he fancied he could feel the head of his shaft thrusting against her spine. And with each thrust, the door banged harder!

*****

"We have a saying back home," chuckled Melvay, as the car made its way onto the street. "We describe a really horny girl as 'banging like a dunny door'... "

"Dunny?" asked Shea.

"Yeah. It means a... what you call a bathroom. You know, a metaphor. When a really strong wind blows, and the door of the outhouse bangs... well, now I've seen it for real."

His eyes glazed. A fantasy had come, unbidden into his mind. One he did not share.
 
Elena sighed happily as they drove away. She sighed and blushed thinking of Juliette and Chevvie together. She smiled and continued to drive.

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Juliette panted and rolled her eyes. It was what she wanted so he was not disrespecting her. She grunted and gasped as she came hard with a scream. She shut her eyes and panted softly and held him tightly and smiled wider. Groaning, she moaned. She dragged her nails up his back and arched her back leaning her head back.

"Cum Chevvie. Come for me." She purred and shut her eyes and moaned softly and shivered gently and smiled wider and groaned softly and watched him.
 
"You know," said Shea to Elena, back at the club, as she crawled towards him, a silver tray of coffee held before her, "I think poor Melvay is a bit distracted. There's something on his mind. I'm thinking there's some little affection forming there. Any idea what it might be? You mix with the subbies more than I do. Any clues, love?"

*****

This was it. The moment, The singularity. The thing he had dreamed of, all the time she was in France.

He let fly, shooting into her, so hard, and with such gushing power that he felt her teeth might well be swimming in it.

"Oh, Mistress," he moaned. "I love you - love you - love you..."

And then...

"And remember, it's only men who are a one-shot deal,"

He winked, and guided her fingers to his vagina.
 
"Ohh fuck." SHe purred feeling him shoot hard into her. She msiled and kissed his lips and smiled stroking his hair. "Ohh Chevvie, I love you. I love you so much." She smiled adn then looked at him and grinned. She slipped her fingers into his vagina and began to finger fuck him going as hard as he went on her and kissed his neck as if dealing with another woman. She pushed him to the bed and laid him down and laid over him pressing him down and leaned down to his breasts and wrapped her lips around his nipple and began to suck and shut her eyes and smiled wider.
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Elena smiled and nodded. "He is in love with Abby. He wants her. He sent me to ask about her because he wants her. He wants in her in the way that you want me." She smiled and looked at him.
 
Chevvie melted into Mistress Juliette, his finger in her vagina as hers was in his. Weirdly, having just shot his load, he was starting to get hard again. The feminine side of him had always meant he recovered quicker than most males, but for it to happen so soon was pretty rare, even for him. The way she was sucking his tiny, vestigial, breasts, which were about the size comparative to a small-breasted woman, was sending him into raptures.

He was more and more satisfied he was doing the right thing.

*****

"Melvay in love?" Shea laughed. "Oh, don't get me wrong, creature mine, he's capable of it. I could tell you some stories. He's got a thing about Mistress Juliette, for example, but don't ever tell him I told you." He grinned, wickedly. "And don't ever tell her, either, or I'll let him tan your pretty ass. But it's just... well, our Scribe doesn't fall very often. In my case, I fell in love with you as soon as I saw you, but I didn't think Melvay was of the same type. Do you think we should tell Abby? Or might that cause them both more problems than they could handle?"
 
Juliette arched her back and moaned as she worked another finger into his pussy as she switched nipples. She would please his female side so both halves would be completely happy. She smiled and reached down with her free hand and stroked the wrist belonging to the fingers that were inside of her. With a soft sigh she looked down at him.

"Do you want me to get a two sided dildo and fuck that sweet pussy?" She purred looking down at Chevvie addressing the female side which she hardly ever did before. Raising her fingers to her lips, she sucked that lovely nectar and smiled broader. She was delicious.

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Elena frowned and thought deeply. "Abby has trust issues and I am sure Mel wants to take it slow. I think that would be the best choice for both of them given Abby's history." Elena looked at him and nodded a bit. That was great advice in her personal opinion.
 
"No, Mistress," smiled Chevvie. "Look. I want to show you something."

He winked, and began to feed his currently flaccid penis into her vagina, shifting slightly on the bed so that she still had access to his vagina. Then, taking her hand, he moved it to indicate she should step up the pace of her manipulation on his clit. As she did so, he felt the familiar surge of sexual energy come through him, and his penis began to harden inside her.

"See? The female side of me lets me recover a lot more quickly. There's a few advantages on being intersexed, you know - apart from having a lot more choice of wardrobe."

*****

"OK, then," Shea replied. "We'll let our Scribe tell Abby himself - or maybe she'll work it out. Hey, I could be totally wrong about all this - I can be, you know. Maybe he just feels sorry for her. When we were talking he hinted about certain problems, which I guess would be this self-harming thing. It might be he just feels sorry for her. You can never tell with Melvay.
 
Juliette smiled as she rolled her eyes up as her pussy was fed that exhausted cock. Her walls tightened around him and she smiled wider. She reached down, her thumb playing with her clit while her fingers continued to play with her.

Gasping, she felt his cock harden and began to rock her hips forward moaning his name and panted. Slowly, she shifted so her back was facing him. This way she could bend over and still ride his cock but finger that sweet pussy. She matched the rhythm and the strength to her hips. Soon she was drenched in sweat moaning to him.

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Elena smiled and nodded and moved closer to him snuggling. She sighed and thought about Shea, Melvay, and Chevvie.

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Abby lived at the club. She slept where all the unclaimed submissives slept. She was given a thick quilt and a small mat and slept on the floor. She was breathing gently. While a sub had to be awake before the club technically opened, due to their late hours they were allowed to sleep in until then. Which was what she was doing.
 
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