The Black Onyx Pact (39 page)

«
“Like the amethyst shines under the sun rays,
so you shone under my eyes,
and I admired you for the first time,
realizing your preciousness.
Please, give me the chance to show you
how much I desire to admire you
one more time”
.»

All the women move a hand to their heart sighing in a dreamy way. Sibylle sighs too and goes to take her bags; she looks at the four ladies and says:
«There will be a party tonight at my place, a sex party. I mean, we'll talk about sex, we won't do anything kinky. It's a all girls night. Would you like to join us? It will be fun!»
The four ladies look at each other hesitating, and then
—
incredibly
—
they accept.

~

Claude is sitting at his huge durmast crescent desk table in his office. He picks up the phone and calls Saphir, whom answers after many rings.
«Hello?»
«Saphir, it's Caligula.»
«Oh,
monsieur
Caligula, good morning. I was going to call you this morning, I need to take an appointment to talk to you.»
«About what?»
«It's better if we talk in person.»
«Saphir, I want to know now!»
«As you wish, then: you have been suspended from the Diamond.»
Claude smiles incredulously.
«What?! You cannot do this!»
«Of course we can.»
«Well, you don't have any reason to do it!»
«Our choices are always thoughtful,
monsieur
Caligula. If we did it means we have our reasons.»
Claude closes his fist.
«May I know what the hell did I do wrong?!»
«You referred to another member, a woman, with the term: “whore”.»
«We were in role! It has been said to play!»
«Don't lie to me,
monsieur
Caligula! You know how we hate lies! That rendezvous wasn't in role and you didn't say it to her, you said in front of another member! And it was a member of the Black Onyx Pact, how clever from you!»
«I knew it! It's all fault of that asshole of Tarasque! You cannot suspend me just because I have differences of opinion with another member!»
«You know it isn't a matter of differences of opinion. We are for the freedom of thought before anything else. You have been suspended because you didn't comply with our policies,
monsieur
Caligula. We don't tolerate any kind of disrespect to other members, especially women. Save your vulgar talking for when you go to other places, here we don't tolerate this squalor and ignorance. We select our members according to their way of speaking, their way to conceive sexuality, their way to enjoy the eroticism without prejudice and with refined elegance. Of course our members are free to do and to say the most obscene things during their private rendezvous in the Club, but not in public events, not in front of other people, unless it's a specific in-role situation.»
«I'm gonna ruin that bastard of Tarasque as soon as I discover his identity!»
«Are you threatening one of our members,
monsieur
Caligula?» Saphir smiles. «I highly recommend you to watch what you say. I'd like to remind you that before you can ruin someone the
Order
will ruin you. And those are not persons you should upset, believe me. By the way: in the morning a person of the Club will come to take your ring.»
Claude remains silent for a long time before to say:
«I see. So you are suspending a member just taking the word of that bastard of Tarasque as true?»
«Tarasque is an influential person within the Black Onyx Pact,
monsieur
Caligula. And he is one of the most powerful members of the Club. So, if I were you, next time I would be more careful on what I say and what I do in front of him. It's a matter of intelligence,
monsieur
Caligula. It would me more clever to keep some people as friends, or at least is better to avoid or ignore them. But never - ever! - go against them. “
There are armies that must not be attacked
”, you know better than I do, don't you?»
Claude's lips are pale with rage.
«Tarasque slapped that girl! He hit her hard on the face then pushed her down against the floor! It wasn't a BDSM rendezvous, he didn't have the right to do that!»
«Are you talking about Nymphe?»
«Exactly!»
Saphir giggles politely.
«I see. Unfortunately for you I didn't received any complaint from others. And in the
response
for that evening, Tarasque has been praised by Nymphe with so many adjectives that impressed me deeply.»
Claude slams a fist on the desk, cursing loudly. Saphir looks up.
«Please, calm down,
monsieur
Caligula. Listen: a suspension isn't an expulsion. You may be part of the Diamond again when the members deem it appropriate. For now you are demoted to the level Pearl. I suggest you to think about your position. You might also request to be removed from our database, if you want to leave permanently our Club; or you can continue to use the services of the level Pearl if you wish.»
Claude takes a deep breath, calming down. He surely doesn't want to leave the Club.
«I want to stay in the Club because I want to have a rendezvous with Améthyste as soon as possible. That's why I called.»
«Very well, then. Tell me more, did you read her black personal folder and you found any affinity with
—
»
«I don't want anything sexual, I want a romantic rendezvous with her.»
«Oh?»
«I want to invite her for a romantic dinner, without revealing my identity, with my face covered and without talking.»
The woman sighs: another anonymity freak.
«As you wish. I'll explain it to
madame
Améthyste and I'll let you know. But tell me more, please.»
«I want a romantic place, extremely romantic. I want a perfect dinner, an unforgettable evening.»
«I'll do my best,
monsieur
Caligula, but you do realize that a evening without talking will restrict your acquaintance.»
Claude giggles.
«We already know each other, that's why I want to be anonymous.»
«You know each other?»
«Yes. She is my wife.»
Saphir stays silent for a long time.
«Saphir?»
«You are
madame
Améthyste's husband?»
«Yes.»
“
This explains many things
”, Saphir thinks
«My intention is to conquer her. So, can I count on you?»
«Obviously. That's my job. I'll plan a lovely evening, as
madame
Améthyste deserves. But, if may I say something,
monsieur
Caligula: even if
madame
Améthyste is in the Club D for a short time, she has proved to be a polite, sweet and intelligent person, a person easy to love. I do hope that you understand how special that woman is.»
«Of course I do, I married her!»
«You also left her, didn't you?»
«We all make mistakes, Saphir, but the important thing is to understand what one did wrong and try to make up for it. Believe me, I am a man that realizes what he got and takes care of it.»
«Good. I'll meet
madame
Améthyste tonight, I'll tell her about the dinner. Have a nice day,
monsieur
Caligula.»
When Claude hangs up, he lowers his eyes on his secretary kneeled in front of him under the desk, satisfying him with her mouth. The man smiles complacently, pulling roughly her hair.
«Oh yes, I am one that do takes care of what he got. Isn't true, my little slut?»
The girl nods and he smiles again. He picks up the phone and this time calls a man: Yves, the first chauffeur of the Club.
«Club D car service, Yves speaking. How may I help you?»
«Hi Yves, it's Caligula.»
«
Monsieur
, how are you?»
«I'm fine, thanks. Tell me: did you deliver the flowers?»
«Yes, sir. I decided to make something better than a boring bouquet, so I delivered a tall wrought iron arch covered with various flowers.»
«Well done. And what about the note? Did you write something touching?»
«Yes, sir, something romantic and profound. He he, I'm used to write notes, and
madame
Améthyste deserves it, she is
—
if I may say it, sir
—
an amazing woman.»
«It seems she charmed everyone in the Club. I thank you, Yves, let me know how much I own you for all this.»
«Please, you don't need to pay me, sir, I'm happy to help a man in love. I perfectly understand your feelings. I must go now.»
Claude hangs up and leans back on the chair, enjoying the sight of her secretary staring at him while sucking him.
He lets out a long sigh. A part the suspension from the Diamond, everything is going just like he wants. As always.

~

Later, Saphir arrives to the business meeting room of the Club D. The room is large and well-lit by the sun; there is a big rectangular table where there are seven people sitting. They are four men and three women
—
some of whom are younger than one expects
—
and all are dressed in elegant suits. Saphir is wearing a lovely sheath emerald dress. She looks wonderful, she is naturally classy and sophisticated.
When she enters the room everyone gets up to show respect; she makes a polite gesture inviting them to sit back as she takes her place at the head of the table.
«Good morning.» she says opening some folders. «So, let's start with the usual
‘
event assignments
’
for the week at the Palace. We have the Sapphic evening for starting. I'd say to do the same thing we did three months ago and reserve the Indian Room for the female members of the event. Girls love to play among colorful veils, rugs and cushions.»
«I'll take care of everything.» says a blonde girl with blue sweet eyes.
Everyone nod and take note.
«Good.» says Saphir writing something on a folder, then she adds: «About the gay event I'd say to prepare the mechanical workshop, the boys loved it. I suppose engines and sex match perfectly for men. Will you work on it?» asks Saphir to a distinguished man, who nods elegantly.
Saphir writes down again.
«Very good. Now, we have the orgy evening reserved to the couples. I'd say to organize something in Medieval style, this time. Can you take care of everything, Carmen?»
Carmen is a beautiful black haired girl with pink tips on the hair.
«I'll be happy to,
madame
Saphir.» says with a Spanish accent.
«When we could organize events for the Black Onyx's evenings?» asks another girl.
«Never.» replies Saphir. «You know there is a specific trained group just for that.»
«Yes, we know, but I mean to say: when we can be part of that group?»
«When I'll consider you ready to join it. The Black Onyx Pact's events must be perfect down to the smallest detail. Our members at that level are people who demands excellence, flawlessness. They are people of superb taste and they are also incredibly volitive, they won't tolerate anything else other than perfection. And we never disappointed their expectations. The trained group which organizes the events, is made by people who have a refined taste and also a certain sensibility and experience to assure the divine results. But let's get back to us: which of you want to summarize the individual rendezvous we have to plan?»
«I will. We have to arrange two rendezvous: between Tarasque and Nymphe, then between Asterix, Obelix and Silk.» recaps Carmen, the girl with the Spanish accent.
«Good. What are the requests?» asks Saphir.
A young man with light green eyes explains:
«Nymphe requested an outdoor rendezvous and Silk gave us carte blanche to realize her latest secret fantasy.»
«Interesting. Give me more details.» says Saphir.
A beautiful Black woman with short hair and long silver earrings says:
«From Nymphe's folder it appears that the girl's erotic fantasies are primary about submissions, so we can recreate a particular situation in which she must be punished or captured.»
Saphir nods and then writes something on a paper.
«I like it. What do you say about this: Nymphe escapes from the cells of her Master and runs away in the wood
—
and by
‘
wood
’
I mean the private park we'll reserve to them
—
but then her Master captures her? We can make Tarasque chases her on a horse, do you agree?»
Everybody agree and Saphir takes note.
«So, who will take care of reserving the private park among the people who gave us permission to use their private properties? I want a big one, it must seem a real wood where Tarasque and Nymphe must be free to do whatever they want.»
A young man raises his hand. He has a strong German accent.
«I'll do it. We have a long list of people and members that owns villas and private parks.» he says.
«Thank you, Kaspar. Now I need someone who will take care of the dresses, I want Medieval-like dresses and a horse for Tarasque.»
«I can think of the dresses.» says another man, taking note.
«And I will think of the horse.» says a blonde young man, perfectly dressed and combed. «What color do you want the horse's coat?»
Saphir shrugs, ready to say: “
any color
”, but at that point it raises an instant quarrel on the horse's coat color.
«Clearly it must be black!» says the German young man spreading his arms.
«Come on, it must be bay.» affirms another guy with a pair of
snake bites
piercings on his lower lip.
«Chestnut. That is a beautiful coat.» asserts the Spanish girl.
«Why not white? It's the classic coat color of the man who conquer a girl.» dares to say another man.
«White? Tarasque isn't a prince charming going to rescue her! He is a Master who wants to punish her!» states the ebony woman.
«Saphir, it's you the one that has the last words in everything. What color do you want the horse's coat?» asks the German.
«It doesn't matter, the main thing is that
—
»
But the seven begin to argue again.
«Chestnut!»
«Bay!»
«Okay, let's make a bet», begins to say the Spanish girl talking to the boy with the
snake bites
piercings, «if the horse's coat will be chestnut, as I say, you will have to do oral sex on me.»
Saphir sighs and looks up. The
snake bites
boy raises an eyebrow then he turns to look at the German boy at his right and they both burst into laughter. When they stop, the German says to the girl:
«Are you threatening a French man with oral sex? It's like menacing a wolf to give him fresh meat!»
The two young men laugh again, high-fiving each other happily; then the
snake bites
boy leers at the Spanish girl.
«Let's refine the bet: if the horse's coat will be bay you must do this to me, Carmen.» and saying so he writes something on a note giving it to her. She reads and startles.
«Oh!»
The boy smiles.
«Well, if you aren't able to do it I will understand,
ma cherie
.» he mocks her.
«Deal!» says Carmen resolute.
The German asks his friend what he wrote on the note and the boy whispers it on his ear.
«
Was zum Teufel!
» exclaims Kaspar. Then he adds: «I want to put a third bet: if none of you win then you both must be my slaves for one night.»
«Gentlemen!» reproaches them Saphir. «Do you understand now why you aren't in the organizational core of the
sublime
? I'd appreciate if you abstain from acting like horny teenagers, thank you. Now, Nini», she says to the young man that has the responsibility of choosing the horse, «one or the other is the same, so ask the stable master to provide one at random. After the park, the dresses and the horse will be confirmed let me know so I can take the appointment with Tarasque and Nymphe. And now let's think of Asterix, Obelix and Silk. What we have to do?»
«Let's see...», begins to say a man glancing at the three folders, «nothing special. Those three had so many rendezvous that they realized more fantasies than any other member at the Club. There isn't a particular erotic fantasy that
—
»
«“
There isn't a particular erotic fantasy
”?» says sarcastically the man sitting in front of him. «Turn the page, read the second document about Silk.»
The man turns the page and raises his eyebrows.
«Oh.»
Saphir reads it too and nods.
«Hmmm, it seems that Silk added a new fantasy of hers, but since we don't know what Asterix and Obelix think about it I have to talk to them. Silence, please.»
Saphir picks up the phone and dials a number. It answer a polite and warm male voice.
«Nightclub Idefix, we are open from
21:00
to
06:00
. How may I help you?»
«Good morning, my name's Saphir, may I speak with the owners, please?»
«Sure, hold on, please.»
After few seconds and some rings, a cheerful male voice answers.
«Hello, Asterix speaking.»
«Hello,
monsieur
Asterix, it's Saphir.»
«Oh Saphir! How are you? Obelix is here in the office with me, we put the speakerphone on.»
«Good. So,
messieurs
, I'm calling to tell you that we are preparing the rendezvous Silk requested with you both, but we ran up against a dilemma. The girl has a specific erotic fantasy which is not even mentioned in your folders, so we wanted to know if you were willing to go along with her wish anyway, after I told you what is it about.»
Asterix giggles.
«Any fantasy of Silk it will be mine as well.»
Obelix mocks his friend with funny insults, making Saphir smile.
«So, gentlemen, Silk's fantasy is something that requires a tactful behavior, and I want to precise that if is something you don't like you shouldn't force yourselves to do it. It's a fantasy that may sound awkward of ridiculous for those who don't have it inside.»
«Please, Saphir, tell us what is it about. My friend Asterix is beginning to worry!»
Saphir smiles.
«Silk wants to be treated like a bitch.»
The two young men stay silent for a minute.
«Saphir, why this should have shocked us? This is something we like! Every man, I think, would like a woman that wishes to be treated roughly!» says Obelix.
Saphir tighten her lips: they didn't understand.
«I apologize with you,
messieurs
, I think I didn't explain myself. Silk wants to be treated like a female dog. Which means she won't talk but bark, she will crawl, and you must talk to her like to a real doggy. You must give her treats when she does good, you must stroke her body and head, you must do all the things you do with a real dog. Naturally it will be the sexual intercourse as well, she does want it; but she will continue to be in role even in that moments.»
After a while of complete silence, Obelix starts to laugh loudly. He laughs hard, he laughs without breathing, he laughs so loud that even the others in Saphir's room hear him. Saphir sighs.
«Fine. I suppose that this laugh mean that you don't
—
»
«No, no, no, I do want to go along with this fantasy, Saphir.» says Obelix in a
—
almost
—
serious voice.
«
Monsieur
Obelix, do you realize that if you'd laugh during the rendezvous not only you would ruin the atmosphere, but you'd hurt Silk's feelings. We don't want this, we don't want any of our members feel ridiculed or insulted.»
«I do apologize, Saphir, it has been so rude from me to laugh in that way; but I wasn't laughing at Silk's fantasy, I was laughing in that way because I saw Asterix's face. I'm more than happy to go along with her wish and I'm ready to take lessons from experts to know how to talk and act properly during the session.»
Saphir nods, writing something.
«Good. I wanna hear what
monsieur
Asterix has to say about it.»
«It's fine for me, Saphir.»
The woman moves her lips in a thoughtful way.
«
Monsieur
Asterix, may I be honest with you?»
«Please do.»
«You are a brilliant, intelligent and cheerful young man. In the Club you and your friend leveled up quickly, and this because you are persons that always respected our policies and you also have been an important part of our events. When you both are around, there is a more relaxed and friendly atmosphere. I do like it, I do like you. Now, I am a woman that knows perfectly what love is and what sex is, otherwise I wouldn't be one of the head of this Club, and most of all I know that the thin line that separates love from sex is crossed without us even realize it.»
While Saphir speaks to the phone, the
snake bites
boy looks at Carmen.
«Bay.» he whispers.
«Chestnut.» affirms her.
«I'm saying this,
monsieur
Asterix, to tell you that I would never see you doing something stupid just because you are
— let's say — ‘pushed’ by a noble feeling. Silk is a lovely girl, and personally I think her fantasy is more cute than bizarre; but your hesitation,
monsieur
Asterix, speaks for itself. So, let me tell you this: never ever force yourself to do something you don't feel ‘right’ just to please someone else. It is not true that limits must be surpassed, it's healthy and clever to set some limits. If we have a limit inside us, it means something. It means that each of us has a personal way to see things, to live them. We are all beautifully different from each other, and we at Club D defend the differences, we do want people to respect what they are.
»
«
Madame
Saphir», says Asterix with a firm voice, «I won't let the love turn me into a stupid zombie, I never did. Only thinking of Silk at a leash bringing me back the bone wagging her tail... arouses me, believe me. So, I can say you may put this fantasy in my folder too. And don't worry about that idiot of Obelix, I'll be happy to kick him out if he won't behave.»