She examined herself in the mirror, “wow, I look HOT!” The bedroom was empty but she was no stranger to talking to herself. She cinched her heavy cleavage into the corset. It lifted her into colossal proportions.
She stepped back and admired the whole getup.
He stood at the bottom of the stairs, “we’re officially late,” not that telling her really had any effect at all. The door to the bedroom creaked open and she descended the stairs. Her overcoat came down mid thigh and revealed only her black leather boots.
“I’m ready,” she said with a smirk, “My makeup took longer than I thought and then I couldn’t find one of my boots…” She trailed off. He didn’t care did he? She examined his early 20th century aviator costume, “Oh, I like yours a lot!”
“Do I get to see yours?” He said, looking at her black overcoat? Her makeup suggested some sort of ghost or vampire theme.
“In due time love,” she said with a grin. “Let’s go.”
It was a short car ride up the mountain to the castle. They never did take the time to figure out why someone had built a castle house up here. He pulled into the circle drive and two valets were there to let them out. On the passenger side, the valet took her hand as she stepped out of the car, “Welcome Miss.”
“Thank you,” She said with a smile and turned to look for Andre to join her. He walked around the back of the car and offered her his arm.
The huge wooden doors opened and the sound of a sophisticated party in progress enveloped them. The costumes were incredible. “I’m glad we spent extra time on our costumes,” Andre said. “Some of these are very sophisticated.”
She nodded in agreement, trying to get her bearings. The room as almost overwhelming. There was a distinct steampunk theme, a sci-fi lover’s wet dream—a mix of corsets, leather, and machine worship.
A woman came up behind them in a stewards outfit, “May I take your coat?”
Suzette nodded and unbuttoned her coat and slipped it off, glad to see that her costume was actually appropriate for this group.
His jaw dropped as she turned to hand over her coat. She was dressed as an aviatrix vampire. She winked at him and whispered, “Mister Aviator, you’ve found me on one of your adventures. I’m here as your captor.”
He hoped he wasn’t actually drooling.
She was wearing a leather collar and clipped a leash onto it. She pressed the leash into his hand, winked and turned towards the large ornate room.
“Now that’s a fully loaded corset,” a steampunk millionaire in the corner muttered to his friend, pointing more with his drink than his hand. She turned to him and nodded with a sly smile before turning back to Andre.
Several people looked down at her outfit, not much was left to the imagination on her chest. Her breasts were only covered enough to hide the top of her aureolas and jiggled at the slightest movement. She looked down at them, “I hope this is okay.”
“I’ve never been more attracted to you in my life,” he said quietly.
“Perfect,” she said with that same sly grin. “Maybe we can mingle a little.”
He led her by the arm, holding the leash in his other hand around the right side of the room. They nodded and smiled, admiring the amount of work that went into the costumes. They were stopped by a couple.
“Where did you catch his vampire?” The woman said. They were in a Van Helsing Style costumes. Neither Suzette or Andre had really mentally prepared to have to be in character, but it seemed natural enough.
“I saw her in the shadows while I was on a hilltop. She’d been watching me and I chased her down for days,” Andre said. “I’d never captured one before and it was much more difficult than I thought.”
“Has she tried to escape?,” the woman asked, looking her up and down. The guy was mostly looking her down.
Andre glanced at her, “At first. We’ve now come to a sort of understanding if you will. I’m Andre and this is Suzette.”
“Pleased to meet you,” she said. “I’m Katie and this is Marcel,” she gestured to her partner.
Andre glanced at Suzette, now unsure if he was to stay in character or not. She could tell what he was thinking and just barely shrugged her shoulders to indicate that she didn’t know either. He decided that a counter question might help, “Do you catch many yourselves?”
“Not yet, we’re new at this,” Katie said with a smile.
Suzette looked at the two of them, “This is our first time at one of these.”
“Oh good, us too!” Marcel said. “We have NO idea what we’re doing!”
At that, everyone relaxed. Andre smiled and said, “Well there are too many overlapping themes for there to be any rules like staying in character. I think anyway.”
“I sorta like the idea of it though,” Suzette said, looking up at him.
“We do too,” Katie replied. “Did you just get here? I’m wondering what other people are doing.”
“I suppose we could ask,” Marcel said, looking around for anyone not engaged in conversation.
“Or we could just go with it. No sense in looking for rules if they aren’t obvious,” Suzette said.
Andre studied her face for a moment. This was a fun side of her he’d not seen before, “That’s good thinking. If you two don’t mind, I’m going to take my prisoner for a tour of the room. Catch up with you later?”
“I hope we do,” Katie said with a big smile.
He lead her by the arm, both of them stealing glances at her cleavage as they went by. A tingle went down Suzette’s face and to her chest as she watched them look at her. Suppressing a shudder, she clutched his arm more tightly.
They made a lap around the main room, chitchatting here and there. The overarching theme was stares at her chest.
“You seem to be enjoying the attention,” he said to her as they arrived at the base of a large wooden staircase. He searched her eyes and she smirked that devious smile she’d been wearing all night.
“Stop looking at my eyes, my tits are down here,” she said, and ran a finger along the line the corset was making on her chest. She very gently poked a finger in to touch her nipple and when she found it, a hot breath escaped from her barely parted lips.
“You’re very very bad.”
“I’m a vampire, it’s practically in the job description,” she growled.
They turned the corner at the top of the stairs, a long hallway of large closed wooden doors was at the top. Just a few people were mingling up here, but there were food trays in several locations. They picked through some of the more interesting bits and admired the artwork on the walls. Someone had spend a lot of time curating this hallway. Even the deep red carpet seemed expensive.
They passed a couple talking quietly and she reached down and brushed his cock through his leather pants. He immediately came to life, and she brushed it several more times every other step to make sure she was getting the reaction she wanted. On their right was a large wooden door. She tried the handle. She peeked inside and found a rather large storage room with all sorts of miscellaneous stuff in it. She pulled on his arm and led him into the room.
The door clicked behind them and she was on her knees in a second, “I need something to suck.” She clawed at his pants and got them undone. She pulled him out and made sure both of her tits came out of her corset, her hard nipples sending shivers down her spine as they rubbed their way out of the material. She took him into her mouth and he moaned, putting his hands on the back of her head.
“That’s my little prisoner,” he said.
She was surprised at how much she loved hearing him say that and licked the bottom of his cock several times, being sure to get his balls a little wet while she cupped them.
Looking down at her he said, “Show me those tits that everyone in this place was trying so hard to get a look at.”
She smiled and popped him out of her mouth, holding up her huge tits and playing with the nipples, “They are all for you Sir.” She put her lips back on his cock and took him completely into her mouth and throat. He pulled on her leash and collar which spurred her on. She began sucking and licking quickly, moaning onto his rock hard cock.
She stopped for a second and looked up at him from her knees, “Feed me.” It was more of a hiss than a whisper and she put him back into her mouth. He could feel his orgasm building and she could too. This made her work faster, gently rubbing his balls and she moaned again onto his cock.
“Oh god!,” he cried as the first cum hit the back of her mouth. She sucked him greedily and tried to swallow it all. A little bit escaped and ran down her chin and onto her bare chest.
“Mmm, thank you,” She said with a smile. She looked down and picked up the drip with her finger and sucked it.
“That’s my good prisoner,” he said.
She stood up and looked him in the eyes, “Let’s go find Katie and Marcel so they can stare at my tits some more.” She turned towards the door.
“You should probably put those back away,” he said. “Mostly anyway.”
“Oh yeah,” she said with an evil grin and turned the door handle, pulling them back into her corset with her free hand.