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The Dark Angel's Brothel	By : Faesy Category: M through R > Phantom of the Opera Views: 9470 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Phantom of the Opera, Gaston Leroux does, and I do not make any money from creating this purely ficitonal piece of work.

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Elise grabbed Opium as soon as she walked through the doorway, pulling her upstairs to their room to unpack the sweets they'd bought.
"Oh that looks positively delicious, may I try a piece?" Opium gave Elise a piece of hard boiled candy and giggled as the girl sucked on it. "Mmmm, we'll have to visit there again on our next trip I think. Master seemed in high spirits today, sometimes he does sink into such lows..." She trailed off and shrugged, spinning away to her closet. Opium knelt on her bed and looked to the other girl
"Master wants to see me alone later on to continue my training. What do you think I should wear?" Elise grimaced for a split second, turning back to face her with a pleasant smile.
"Oh you lucky thing! Well something sexy of course, but demure. Maybe..." She skipped off to her own bundle of clothes, sorting through lace and leather to find a set of purple lingerie, complete with suspender belt and lace trimmings. "This, with ah" Turning away again she returned with a sheer lace gown that stopped at the knee and was translucent enough to allow the barest peek at her under things.
"That's beautiful." Opium muttered, mouth hanging open and eyes drinking in the pretty lingerie. Elise tossed them to her and grinned as Opium dropped them, both of them laughing.
"Go put them on then, silly!" Opium disappeared behind a shade wall, dropping her clothes and pulling on the garments. Admiring how they looked she walked out and pretended to model for Elise. Elise motioned for her to come close and adjusted her clothing so it fit better. "Gorgeous. Just gorgeous." She slid her hand up Opium's side to slip round her back, pulling her closer. Pulling on her neck she brought Opium into a soft kiss while letting her other hand gently rub Opium's back. "When does he want you?" Elise pulled away and reclined on her bed, looking at the mirror in her room and willing Erik to walk through.
"Um, after dinner. I'm to stay with him when he's dismissed everyone." Opium looked into the mirror, adjusting her clothing more then laying back on her own bed, hand tracing circles on her stomach. "Is it tough, making love to someone you don't love several times in one night?" Elise smiled and shook her head
"Don't look at it as making love. You only make love to Master. For the men we see, it's not love, it's simply providing our bodies and ensuring that they are pleasured. As a service. It matters not whether we are permitted pleasure or not. Sometimes they don't want us like that, occasionally we have people who think they want the flesh when really, all they sought for was companionship. Master will teach you all you need to know. Just don't think about the nameless people who come in, any rough ones who ignore our safe word will be dealt with, you've nothing to fear. Master looks after us all." Opium nodded and trailed her nails along her thigh. Elise grinned, and spoke in a firm voice. "Take those clothes off. I'll give you a training lesson in the few hours we have before dinner." "Why do I have to take them off?"
"Because you wouldn't want them ruined or dirty for Him, now would you?" Opium shook her head and peeled them off, laying comfortably naked and closing her eyes.
"What lesson will you be teaching me?" Not facing her Elise's smile curled upward.
"Obedience." Opium looked at her confused and Elise elaborated. "When you are servicing a client, you must do exactly as he says, unless he has asked for you to resist, but you won't be doing any of those till you have a little more experience. If he asks you to sit you sit, if he asks you to jump you ask how high. You understand? No matter how much they push you, you must obey. Master does not take kindly to disobedience." Opium nodded, sitting up and looking with trust to Elise who pointed to the floor. "For the next few hours you are going to pretend that I am a client and not your fellow room mate. Get on the floor, lay on your back, legs nice and wide showing me that pretty pussy of yours." Opium blushed but obeyed, letting her knees fall open and settling her hands on the floor. "Some of the clients would rather watch than actually touch you. They'll just give you orders and you're to follow them." Elise walked round to sit on the floor between Opium's legs.
"Rub your nipple, nice and hard, pinch it till I say stop, harder. Harder than that. Rub it nice and hard, that's it." Elise smiled as the girl winced and bit her lip at the brief pain. "Touch yourself. That's it, slip your finger down between your legs and show me how wet you are." Opium felt her swollen clitoris twitch under her finger as she opened up her lips and wet her finger, lifting it to Elise and showing her how her finger shone with the tell tale sign of her arousal. "Good, now clean your finger." Opium went to wipe her finger on the floor when Elise shook her head. "No, in your mouth." She grimaced but obeyed, tasting herself on her finger and finding the taste not totally unpleasant. "Touch yourself again, slide your finger right in, that's it, and another. Rub your thumb against your clitoris, nice and slow, now speed it up." Elise continued to bark orders and Opium obeyed them, squirming on the carpet as she began to bring herself to orgasm when Elise barked at her to stop. "Did you not learn the first time? I may be pretending to be a client, but you can"t actually orgasm since I'm not." Opium nodded and exhaled slowly through gritted teeth.
"I know, I'm sorry, I just got a little carried away." Elise nodded.
"Make your ass wet, the hole there, make it wet, wet enough to put your finger in. now push your finger in, up to the knuckle. Add another, now scissor your fingers, stretch it for me." Opium blushed but did as she was told, closing her eyes to avoid having to look at Elise. Elise changed tact. "Get up, kneel on all fours, point that ass at me and let me watch you finger it." Opium scrambled to all fours and winced as she pushed her fingers feverishly in and out of herself. "Spread those knees. See, you're such a little whore. You like this don't you? Say it, say you're a whore who wants more." Opium blushed furiously and shook her head
"Elise?!" Elise brought her hand down on Opium's backside harshly
"Do as you're told. Obedience." Swallowing hard Opium spoke quietly
"I am a whore who wants more." Elise leaned forward
"What was that? You'll have to speak louder." Swallowing again Opium spoke loud and clear
"I am a whore who wants more." Feeling her cheeks colour again Opium looked at the floor, still moving her fingers inside herself. "Well, if you want more, who am I to deny you? Lay up on the bed, on your back." Opium lay up on Elise's bed and watched as Elise came up, her knees settling either side of Opium's face presenting a herself to Opium's mouth.
"Lick me. Pleasure me." Leaning up Opium tentatively licked the swollen lips of her trainer, tasting the musky sweetness and lapping up more, her tongue parting the lips and finding more of the liquid there. Elise smiled and leaned down, licking Opium's clitoris and feeling the girl shiver underneath her. Pushing two fingers into Opium she felt the girl writhe beneath her, lapping at her in earnest as she sought more friction from Elise. She raised her head enough to give another order "Lick my ass. Clean it well." Opium stuttered a response that was slammed by Elise who sealed her teeth on Opium's clitoris and threatened to bite. Opium wrinkled up her nose but at the uncomfortable pressure of Elise licked further up, her tongue going past the vast wet hole to a tightly sealed one, the puckered skin a totally different texture to the first. She licked and was encouraged to lick harder, delving her tongue into the folds of skin and pushing it into the tight ring of muscles. They stayed in that comfortable position as the time passed quickly, Elise skillfully bringing the girl close to orgasm then stopping quickly and feeling the girl moan in frustration beneath her. The dinner bell rang impatiently from down the corridor of the dorms and Elise quickly got off Opium and pulled on clothes quickly. Opium stayed on her back, staring at the ceiling and letting her hands drift down to gently caress the swollen flesh wantonly.
"How can you just stop like that? Like we were never doing anything at all? Don't you feel the need to finish? How can you stand it?" Shrugging Elise had finished puling her clothes on and was dragging a brush through her hair, looking at Opium's reflection as the younger girl just seemed to lay there languidly.
"After a few reminders of why you aren't allowed to, you just learn to let things be. What you obviously don't understand yet is that we all want Master to be happy. We want to do anything we can to make him happy at all times, be it companionship or other more delicious things." She ran a finger down between her breasts, along the lace trim of her bra and followed the curve of her hips while Opium watched. Sighing the younger girl quickly wiped herself down and pulled on the lingerie that Elise had leant her.
"I wonder what he wants to do with me after dinner." Again, Elise merely shrugged and stood at the door holding it open as she spoke
"Whatever he wants, you're His property now." Letting the door shut with a soft click she left the girl in a pool of thoughts. Opium walked slowly to the room where they'd all congregate for the evening meal, along the long corridors and down the stairs to where the high pitched chatter of girls drifted out. Mouthing the words she whispered them to herself
"His property. I belong to him now." So lost in thought she didn't hear the silent presence behind her, His footsteps heralded no sound as he slunk silently behind him, his strides so much longer than hers he leant in to her ear, a soft pressure from gloved fingers on her lower back
"Belong to whom, pet?" A shy smile spread across her face as she recognized the voice of silk and turned to face him, taking his hands in hers and looking up with wide eyes.
"You Master, I belong to you and only you." He nodded, smiling and brought her forehead to his mouth, kissing it gently and guiding her to the main hall, pausing before stepping through the threshold long enough to whisper again in her ear
"Stay behind after dinner, I've something to teach you." Nodding she was smiling as she entered the room and took her place at the table, the only empty place left. Near the end of the table, far from Erik. Reserved for His Girls of higher status than others.
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