The top was a kind of breast support, which cupped her large breasts and hid them coyly with sprays of purple plumes. The bottom was like the panties she’d worn the night before—it had long, dangling purple feathers which framed her full hips and then fell down her thighs almost to her knees. In the back, the feathers were stiffer and formed a kind of tail that fanned out behind her in an elaborate display.
But the most provocative thing about the outfit was that both parts of it had vertical slits from top to bottom which were not covered by the feathers. Lexi had done her best to rearrange the purple plumes on both the panties and the breast shield, but with limited success. Three slits of mostly see-through silver material--one in the center of each breast and one running right down the middle of the panties—were still visible. Which was why she was feeling so exposed.
The three slits were almost like arrows, pointing to the most sensitive, private parts of her anatomy. And while she didn’t mind showing herself in front of Bound and Gaze, running around with everything on display in public was a whole different matter.
Luckily, the silver slits were closed by inconspicuous looking magno-tabs which held the feathered fabric closed. But if the tabs were disengaged, they would gape open, parting the feathers and clearly showing both Lexi’s nipples and her pussy slit.
Naturally, Lexi didn’t intend to let this happen. She had made certain several times that the magno-tabs were strong and the feather fans were firmly in place before finally deciding to wear the purple feather outfit—which, incidentally, had shoes to match. It was, she felt, the most ostentatious thing in the closet—exactly what a rich, powerful Yonnite Mistress would wear. And if she was going to pull it off, she would have to think of herself that way.
I am a rich, powerful Mistress, she told herself over and over. I am worthy of the attention of the Sacred Seven. I can and I will achieve my purpose! I can and I will—
“I think we’re here, Angel. I mean, Mistress.” Bound’s deep, rumbling voice interrupted her private affirmation. Looking out the window, Lexi saw the hovercoach had arrived in front of the entrance to the public party.
“That’s right—you’d better keep calling Lady Alexa by her title,” Gaze pointed out. “She is our Mistress and we will treat her like a goddess.”
Lexi rather liked that idea.
“Thank you Gaze, Bound,” she said, nodding at them. “Just follow my lead—we’ll walk around a bit, make a show, and then I’ll engage Mistress Pricklethorn and see about getting an audience with the Sacred Seven. The minute she agrees, we’ll get out of here and go back to the penthouse to relax.”
“That sounds like a plan to me,” Bound said, nodding.
“We’re behind you one hundred percent,” Gaze told her. “Let me get the door for you, Mistress.”
“Thank you.” Lexi smiled at both of them, thinking that she could get used to having two big, handsome, agreeable males around her all the time. Then she pushed the thought aside. This was a temporary arrangement, she reminded herself, and right now she was just trying to get an audience with the Sacred Seven.
Lifting her chin and straightening her feathers, she stepped out onto the deep indigo carpet that had been laid down at the entrance of the party venue. It was actually an abandoned Dream Gas mine on the outskirts of Opulex which had been converted into a dance hall and was now one of the most popular party spots in town.
She wobbled a bit on the tall silver heels which had plumes of purple feathers that matched her outfit at the toes and heels. But before she could fall, Bound and Gaze were right there on either side of her. Gaze grabbed one of her arms and Bound grabbed the other.
The three-way contact sent a tingle of desire through her entire body. Lexi caught her bottom lip between her teeth and stifled a moan.
“Are you all right, Mistress?” the Light Twin looked at her anxiously.
“Just…just fine, thank you, Gaze,” Lexi told him, smiling. “It’s these damn shoes—they’re too high!” she added, trying to make an excuse.
“They make you a hell of a lot taller, that’s for sure,” Bound remarked. “I can look into your gorgeous face without bendin’ down.” He gave her that charming smile of his that showed his fangs and Lexi felt a little shiver run down her spine when she remembered them piercing her flesh as he drank from her…as they both drank from her…
No, keep your mind on the business at hand, she scolded herself. Reluctantly, she disengaged from both of the big Kindred and stood tall on her own.
“Thank you, boys, but I think I can manage,” she told them.
“We’ll stay right on either side of you to make sure you don’t trip until you get used to those shoes,” Gaze told her. “Do we just walk right in?”
He nodded at the entrance to the venue, which had been made to look like a cave mouth. The actual mine was underground, but whoever had converted it to a dance hall had apparently decided to go all out with the mine motif—there were fake jewels sparkling in the rough, craggy “rock” of the cave and the blue carpet led to a dark, cavernous space within.
“I’m pretty sure we just go in,” Lexi said, nodding. “It’s a public ball, after all—so anybody can attend.”
It was the main reason she’d been planning to go to this particular ball. Up until now, she hadn’t gotten a single invitation from any of the Yonnite Mistresses, despite the fact that they threw numerous balls and parties and Lexi was now one of the richest women in town. Lexi had her suspicions that either the Estate Agent, or more probably Mistress Crueltongue, had spread the word that she wasn’t a proper Mistress, which meant that almost every door into the Yonnite social scene had been closed to her.
Not anymore, Lexi thought triumphantly. Now that I’m dressed like them and I have not one but two huge bodyslaves at my beck and call, every door on this planet is going to be wide open to me!
With that thought in mind, she strutted confidently down the indigo carpet, (she was getting used to the feathered silver heels,) and directly into the cave mouth entrance with Gaze and Bound right behind her.
The inside of the “cave” was luxurious. The indigo carpet covered the entire floor and the ceiling sparkled with the fake gems and deposits of other precious metals streaked the walls. Golden spheres of light floated here and there, spilling pools of luminescence on the ground and there was an odd, spicy scent in the air that was very strange. It was strong—on the edge of being too strong, actually, Lexi thought—and yet she wanted to smell more of it. What could it be?
At the far end of the “cave” was a set of shiny gold doors that seemed to lead into the next area. Lexi walked confidently towards them—only to be stopped when a strange woman with a towering headdress of looping green curls appeared from nowhere and stepped right in front of her.
“Excuse me!” the woman, who was tall and thin and had a hooked nose like a beak, bugled in Lexi’s face. “But where exactly do you think you’re going?”
Lexi stared at her in shock for a moment. Before she could find her voice,
Bound stepped out in front of her.
“This is Mistress Alexa of Trindall Tower in the center of Opulex,” he growled, crossing his arms over his broad chest.