Page 37 of In Bellamira's Chains
“About tonight?”
Shaking my head, I said, “No, well, yes, but we both know I’m going to be jittery until we get through it.” We entered the house and started up the stairs. “About the theme. Should I be worried?”
“Oh, maybe.” Elera chuckled but gave me nothing else to go on. “We have eight hours to pamper ourselves before we leave, and I have plans for you.”
My eyes were wide as I stared at the back of Elera’s head as we made our way to my room.
On the bed was Mistress Belle’s outfit, a floor length blood red velvet dress with a corset top, off the shoulder sleeves, two tall slits, and what looked like a cape attachment.
“Oh,” left my lips as I walked up to it, feeling the soft fabric. “How are we going to match this?”
“Velvet. Decadent velvet.” Elera placed her hand on my shoulder and moved her face close to mine. “And we don’t. We enhance her beauty. We don’t match, and we never beat My Mistress. But you know that.” She kissed me on the cheek, then went into my closet.
Construction had begun on a different suite, making it a dual one with a bedroom on each side and a massive closet and bathroom between them. It would take time, but it would be amazing to completely share with Elera while also keeping my own space.
“I know I got you a few things in velvet… I just have to find them.” I walked in, and Elera was scouring the space, trying to find the pieces that would go with tonight’s theme. “Here!” She started pulling them out and placed them on the chair.
First was a blue dress, similar in color to the one I had on, then a matching skirt and top in a deep purple, and the last was a mismatched blush pink tulle skirt with a black velvet top that was fashioned like a corset but not structured like one. The back was laced up, the sleeves were silk ties, and the front had a sweetheart neckline and pointed bottom.
I tried them all on before deciding. First was the mismatched set. It would do, but it screamed for Catalina’s parties. The purple set felt too close to a lesser version of Mistress Belle’sdress. Too matchy for this evening. The green dress, though, was perfect.
It was a sage green with a square neckline that had a small dip in the middle forming a v. The sleeves were flowy and would work on or off my shoulders. The waist was low and dipped into a V as well with the hips poofing out enough to give the illusion that I had more going on than I did. It hit my upper thighs, and I wore white frilled lace bloomers underneath with knee high white stockings and dark green flats.
I twirled and watched the skirt in the mirror. It was adorable, sexy, and so unbelievably comfortable.
“This is it. My Mistress is going to be so pleased!” Elera clapped her hands and instructed me to take it all off for later. A servant would make sure everything was wrinkle free and perfect. “My turn. Let’s go!” Once I had on my original linen dress, we ran over to her room and closet, but finding options was much harder given the amount of clothes she had.
“How about this?” I asked, pulling out a purple dress that reminded me of what she wore to the last party.
“Too similar, don’t you think? I want something fresh and new.”
We kept digging, and after an hour of pulling things out, deciding they were a yes or no and sometimes for me or donations, we had a small stack to go through.
First was a black velvet pencil skirt with matching bandeau top which we vetoed. It didn’t have a wow factor. Second was blue velvet shorts that poofed out around her and a black velvet halter top that had silk ties around her neck and lower back which we kept loose.
“The shirt is perfect, but these shorts aren’t working.” Elera threw them off and dug through the pile, searching for the perfect bottom to go with the look and feel of the top. “Ooh, this one.”
Elera put the skirt on, and my jaw dropped open. It was a patterned velvet skirt with filigree swirling throughout in a light blue design, pulling my lighter shade and Mistress Belle’s darker one together. It was a high cinched waist that flared out similar to the skirt on my dress but was longer, nearly touching her knees, and once again being the middle ground between our outfits.
“Oh, wow, Elera. You look amazing in that.”
She paired it with black velvet flats, and I couldn’t wait to see us all together tonight.
“How are my pets doing?” Mistress Belle stepped into the doorway, eyeing us and the outfit Elera had on. “That’s perfect for tonight, my pet. You look absolutely ravishing.” Their eyes lingered on each other for a moment longer before Mistress Belle turned to me. “And how about you?”
“We picked out a sage green velvet dress. I think you’ll like it!”
“I’ll love it, my pet. Have both of you picked your collars?” Elera and I gasped, and I hopped to my feet, ready to go find one so we were ready for this evening. “Good. I wanted to do that myself. You too continue on pampering yourself, and I’ll handle that. My nails will be black tonight and my hair pulled back into a high pony. I’d like our nails to match, but I want your hair to be natural. Both of you.”
We both nodded as she petted us on our heads and kissed us goodbye for now.
“I know you showered this morning already, but how about another one with me?” Elera smiled at me, and lust filled her eyes. “Then we can have lunch with My Mistress before doing our nails and everything else to make us soft and gorgeous for this evening?”
My mouth watered, and slick formed between my legs. “Yes, please.”
Elera stripped down, and I tossed my dress onto the floor before we made our way to the bathroom, showering each other and enjoying our time together. Elera knew how to keep my mind off of the anxiety inducing parts of the day. It made it all worth it, and I hoped it was always like this. Her caring for me, and me showing every bit of appreciation that I could.
Chapter twenty-one