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The Sorceress	By : phoeyay Category: > Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji ???) Views: 3578 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Black Butler / Kuroshitsuji, The Sorcerer, The Ruling Class, or the works of Tom Waits. I make no money from the writing of this fiction.

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EXTRA WARNING: THERE IS BDSM IN THIS CHAPTER.

Specifically, this chapter contains flogging. A woman will be restrained (strapped down). There will be pain. There will be a certain amount of blood. You've been warned ^^
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Chapter 4: I was soaking wet and wild-eyed

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Tea was a protracted affair this time. The ladies of the Sisterhood seemed eager to make an exit into the back room. Sebastian was not at all sure what was waiting, but a sense of anticipation built in the room.
Then Josephine, the slight young Baroness of Harcourt, got up from her customary position on the floor and approached him. "Young Selina, you are to undergo your next stage of initiation into the Sisterhood." One side of her pretty mouth quirked up, and her green eyes glinted mischievously. "…and I must say I believe this is going to be very enjoyable."
Warily, Sebastian took the Baroness' proffered hand. The hand, like the Baroness, was quite small. Sebastian towered over her, making him feel awkward as he was led into the heart of the townhouse. To his surprise, it was upstairs toward the boudoir that the ladies processed.
And what a boudoir.
It was hung with drapes of white organza mixed with a fine bone-colored linen. The effect was romantic yet dignified. The bedclothes and upholstery were done in a deep maroon, and mahogany accents balanced out the walls. Sebastian noticed these details just as a lady would. Keeping the house of a wealthy English lord did that to a demon, he supposed.
What he missed in his initial assessment of the room was the odd furniture.
A table-like contraption was housed at the foot of the bed. Encased in soft brown leather, it was about three feet long and one foot wide. Small shelves sat to either side which were encased in the same luxurious leather upholstery. A variety of straps hung from the sides of it, fastened by sturdy-looking steel rings which were fixed to the wooden base.
Sebastian had a pretty good idea what that was for. He was, after all, a demon.
He did his best to appear confused by it, though. He was not sure if he should actually ask what it was… he decided against that. A proper young lady was not inquisitive about such sinister-looking things. He had a feeling they'd get to it soon enough.
The ladies gathered around him, eyes shining with eagerness.
"Now, Lady Selina," again, it was Lady Josephine who spoke. "The time has come for you to truly become our sister. You must bare yourself for us."
"Pardon?"
"Strip off your clothes."
Oh, bloody hell…I'm going to have to put on an act.
The lady Selina… chaste, innocent, guileless, and feeling so very alone… blushed bright scarlet. She looked desperately from one woman's face to the next, searching for sympathy in their eyes. Then her eyes began to brim with tears, and she hid her face in shame behind her hands.
A soft whisper came from the poor huddled girl, who was shaking like a leaf. "Please, my lady Josephine…"
He let himself drop into a kneeling position. Too much, perhaps? Too late now. It will be worth it if only I do not have to give the game away…
"Please… do not make me do this. Do not make me show you what even my husband has not yet seen." He removed his hands from his face, allowing the assembly to see the lady's tearful, stricken countenance.
A little stutter, perhaps… "Y-you see… we were never able to… c-c-consummate our…"
The poor young lady broke down, unable to continue such a crude speech in this distinguished company. She covered her face again, shaking with silent sobs.
"I'm a-a-a-a…. v-v-v….vir-….." At this point, Sebastian had to hide his face, because he was laughing.
When he properly got hold of himself, he lifted his face again, moving in for the kill. "My lady… I will do anything else you ask of me… as long as you do not ask me to expose my secret self to you before I am able to do so for him."
Baroness Josephine Sumter's rather exasperated expression quickly turned to interest at that statement. "Anything, eh? Just so long as you do not have to show us your lovely chaste body?"
Sebastian laid the sweet naiveté on as thickly as he dared, blushing prettily and smiling hopefully through his tears. "Yes, my lady. A-anything!"
The countess stepped forward, then. "Her situation is rather unique, you know, Lady Josephine. It's understandable that she would be distraught by such a thing. We don't think twice about our actions, because our husbands have already sampled the finest fruits of our virginity. Lord Gurney, however, has had no such chance. Isn't a woman's first duty to her husband, after all?"
The company murmured amongst themselves and slowly began to nod in agreement. Sebastian inwardly sighed with relief. Still, there will be a price to pay for this…
Baroness Josephine was quick to extract that price. "I believe I heard Lady Selina state she would do anything rather than bare herself for her Sisters. Was I mistaken?"
"Indeed, I heard that too," interjected Lady Genevieve with a wry expression.
Lady Josephine's eyes sparked with delight. "Very well, then… I think I know exactly what we can do here!" She smiled prettily and approached Sebastian, chucking him under the chin. WHY must everyone do that?
"You, my sweet, will be our spotless virgin angel." The comely little redhead placed a hand on Sebastian's shoulder. Her smile grew bigger and somehow more pointed. "When we are bad, you shall deliver us our punishments…" Leaving the hand on his shoulder she walked around behind him, causing her arm to drape across his chest and snuggling her small breasts against his back. He felt her pointy little chin digging into his shoulder. "… and when we are good, you shall deliver us…" she was whispering into his ear now "…our rewards."
This seemed to cause a great ripple of excitement in the gathering. They were looking at Sebastian with new eyes now, perhaps evaluating how he might do at meting out 'punishments and rewards' of the type they undoubtedly intended.
Sebastian surveyed the five ladies gathered around him. He'd done things like this enough times before, and for much less attractive people at that. The main problem would be making it look like the first time. But…
This… this I can do.
"Very well… If that is the service my Sisters require of me, I will do my best to provide it."
"In that case…" Countess Louisa stepped forward. "I know just the person for you to punish." She turned to look behind her, sharply. "Lady Josephine, come here please."
The baroness stepped forward without resistance, even though she had seemed to be in charge of the boudoir activities up until then. Hmmm…
The countess twisted Josephine's arm behind her back at what looked like rather a painful angle. The pixie-faced young lady flushed bright red, and her breathing quickened. She was marched before Sebastian.
"This saucy ginger has done much to try our patience, of late. You saw how loose her tongue was when you came to us. She nearly revealed one of our most closely guarded secrets, even though you had not yet been initiated. Add to that her offensive lack of manners and her obvious doubt as to your own integrity… I do think she is past due for a sound flogging." Josephine made a small sound. Sebastian did not think it was a sound of protest.
"Very well, my lady." Sebastian made his eyes as wide an innocent as possible. "Please, show me what to do."
The rest of the company fell upon Lady Josephine and began strapping her to the leather table. She put up a token struggle and whimpered quite noisily, but Sebastian could see she was not attempting serious violence against her Sisters. Her bloomers and garters were dragged down and her skirts forced up, revealing a rosy and surprisingly voluptuous behind. It showed signs of having been birched recently before. Not too recently, though… he would not have to go easy on her. He would be gentle at first, of course, just for cover.
As he expected, Louisa handed him a switch. "You know what to do with this, I assume?" Disdain was evident in her voice. Oh, you poor ignorant dear… I hope it's you on that table next…
Outwardly Lady Selina inclined her head demurely. "I will do my best, milady."
He began clumsily, mechanically hitting the girl's behind with moderate force, a clearly concerned look painted studiously on his face. Lady Selina did not wish to hurt anyone.
The countess held up a finger, and he stopped. She turned to Lady Josephine. "Well, my dear?"
"Not hard enough." pronounced Sebastian's 'victim.' He endeavored to look shocked by the remark.
Louisa raised her eyebrows contemptuously. "Oh dear, Lady Selina. If even the one you are punishing does not believe you are doing so harshly enough, perhaps you are in line for a punishment of your own, virgin or no."
Oh, how I want it to be you on that table, milady. "Please, madame, give me another chance." Lady Selina's eyes widened. "I will do my very best."
"You'd better mean that, girl. I do not play favorites."
"Yes, ma'am!" Sebastian's expression grew determined. The question is, how much should I really mean it, in order to be convincing?
Sebastian examined the flushed face of his clearly-eager 'victim,' the scars left on her buttocks from previous exploits, and the predatory gazes of his watchful audience, and made a decision. They do not suspect me, but they are looking for weakness. I need to impress them.
That, I can do.
Sebastian toned down Selina's sweet innocence, and strode purposefully towards Lady Josephine. "My lady…" he began. "..I can see that you have endured this sort of thing in the past." He stroked a gloved finger over the healed-over welts from last time.
"You certainly deserve punishment for your indiscreet conversation in the presence of one not initiated to the Sisterhood…"
Expressions began to change as the ladies realized Lady Selina was no longer behaving clumsily at all. They ranged from confusion to excitement. Something new always charms the ladies…
"… however, I can't help thinking that you are guilty of another transgression."
Suddenly, the switch came down quite soundly on Lady Josephine's bottom. She gasped with the unexpected impact, and flushed considerably.
"My lady…" Sebastian knelt before her, looking intently into her pretty face, deliberately enunciating each word, "…you liked that, didn't you?"
Abruptly he moved behind and delivered three more blows with the switch, whisking it back and forth, throwing his shoulder into them. "… and that … and that … and … that!" Bloody welts began to appear on the girl's bottom. Her breathing was louder and heavier now, so that she was almost panting.
He turned to the gathered company. "Well, my ladies? Perhaps you already knew. Did you know that Lady Josephine was courting the whip? That she was purposely acting improperly in order to feed her own perversion?"
He turned back to Josephine, delivering another smack, lighter this time, but ensuring it dug right into the spots which had been injured by the previous blows. He elicited a damningly wanton moan from the redhead.
"Perhaps such a thing would not be so wrong… perhaps not… except…" another smack. "…except that in this case, you were so desperate to receive the whip that you were willing to compromise the secrets of your Sisters simply in order to be punished." With that he launched a volley of attacks against the young lady's backside, sending drops of blood flying out from the plentiful cuts that appeared, moving down her sweet white thighs when he felt that her bottom had had enough for the moment.
Temporarily, Sebastian lowered the switch. He moved around so he could look directly into Lady Josephine's face. He removed his right glove so as not to dirty it, reached around, and stroked the cuts along the back of the girl's legs which were welling with blood, prolonging her agony with his soft touch on the affected areas as he fixed her with his gaze. "Will you admit it, my lady? Will you admit that you enjoy this, that you want it? Or do I have to continue doing it until you have truly tired of it?"
Without warning, he took up the switch again and delivered another heavy blow, still looking into the girl's eyes, watching them brim over with tears as she screamed. Oh, yes… that's better, my dear.
"Please… please… my lady… Selina…."
"Oh, it's please now, is it? Before it was 'not hard enough!' Are you sure it's hard enough now, girl? I don't think you know what hard enough even means. Let me show you.."
Sebastian put all of his strength into the blows, listening to the resulting sounds with relish. Lady Josephine was no longer gasping, moaning, or mewling. She had let loose completely and was screaming.
"You do like it… you love it…." Sebastian stroked the girl's mangled buttocks with the switch, then pushed his gloved left forefinger down in between her legs, stroking upward along the girl's exposed slit. The gloved finger came away soaking wet with her juices. "If you do not love it… " He shoved the glistening finger in front of her nose. "If you do not love it… explain to me what this is!"
The girl's eyes brimmed with tears of humiliation. "Please, my lady… please…"
"Please what? Go easy on you, because you were weak? Because you placed your desires over the safety of your Sisters? It wasn't just a mistake, was it? It was because you wanted this so badly, you did not care who was harmed in your pursuit of pain."
"Well, I hope you are satisfied, my lady… " Sebastian slowly and deliberately placed his soiled finger in his mouth, sucking it dry with relish, then moved toward the Baroness' exposed backside once again. This time, he held the birch at a vertical angle so that it fell between her legs on her sensitive fanny. "…for pain you shall have."
The last volley of blows left the girl quivering and red-faced, panting in earnest now. Sebastian suspected she had reached orgasm. It was so hard to tell with women…
He gave her a moment to gather herself. He had given her what she desired, and now he would give him his payment… her confession.
"Please stop, my lady! I admit to it… I was so perverse… so wanton… I became carried away with myself…and transgressed against my sisters. I am so very, very sorry! My folly is clear to me now… oh, but please, please stop, or I think I shall die..."
Sebastian knelt beside the elfin young lady and lightly kissed away some of her tears, producing a lacy handkerchief to wipe away the ones which remained. "If your sisters will permit it, my lady, then all is forgiven," he whispered soothingly.
One by one, the ladies knelt before Josephine and gave her their blessing. A soft towel and a jar of balm was handed to Sebastian, who began cleaning the girl's backside and applying the balm to her cuts. She flinched, but he saw just a bit more of her juices dribbling from her lovely little exposed cunt… I think we both enjoyed this thoroughly, my lady… indeed, I think you are not sorry at all…
He did not betray that to the others, though. He imagined they were already aware that this was so much playacting. The important thing was, he had managed to make them very happy with him.
But had he let anything on that he should not?
"My, my, Lady Selina, you did get carried away with that, didn't you?" The countess no longer looked on him with disdain, but Sebastian was afraid she might be a bit too interested in the source of his techniques.
He knew just the thing. "I was a schoolteacher before marriage, my lady. Let us just say that I believe in enforcing discipline the old-fashioned way."
"Ah." Lady Louisa's lips pursed in approval.
The evening's entertainment finished, the ladies dispersed to their separate transportation. As Sebastian climbed into the carriage, he felt the tension release which he did not even know he'd been holding inside. Success… I have won them over.
He leaned back against the seat of the carriage, playing through the day's events in his mind. He felt surprisingly fulfilled. It has been too long since I was allowed to inflict such delicious torment…
Still, it would have been better if…
Sebastian pictured CIel strapped to a table such as that. Ciel being made to plead and beg… he imagined landing heavy blows of the switch on that prim little white backside. Oh...
Sebastian did not even bother to remove any clothing. He reached between his legs and felt his hardness poking up beneath the skirts. The delightful pictures in his mind fueled his lust as he gently thrust into the cloth of his petticoats, cupping his hand around himself. "…Aaaaagh…" He felt the warm wetness of his release, soaking his underthings. Perhaps endless layers of petticoats have their uses, after all…
When he arrived at the master's mansion, Sebastian was again asked to dance. This is getting too much...
"Bocchan, I must ask you to stop behaving so improperly toward me. It is not becoming of a young lord."
"Sebastian, you should have stopped calling me bocchan years ago." Ciel offered no further explanation for his actions. …I'll stop calling you that when you stop acting like it, my lord…
"My lord, then…" Sebastian looked into the lad's beautiful face and took pity on him. "…why are you behaving toward me in this way?"
Ciel stepped close to him, looking him intently in the face, seemingly mesmerized by what he saw there. "Sebastian… "
"You make such a beautiful lady…." Sebastian felt his cheeks going pink, but could not seem to stop looking into his master's handsome face. "… you… you make me … "
The earl gave up on words. He pulled the same maneuver he had earlier, dipping his butler below him, clasping the demon in his arms so that Sebastian felt completely at his master's mercy.
This time, he did manage the kiss.
Sebastian's eyes fluttered closed. He felt as if he were floating. Young Master….
The master's perfectly positioned hands supported him as he was insistently and thoroughly kissed. The young man's mouth was hungry, lustful, and very much in control. Sebastian felt himself growing hot all over as Ciel pushed his tongue between his butler's lips. Damn and blast it… it can't be helped… He stopped lying there like a damned doll and returned the kiss properly. He pushed his tongue against his young lord's, moving against him wantonly, clasping his arms about the master's neck.
Ciel broke away from the kiss, staring tenderly into his butler's eyes, not saying a word. Then he gently helped Sebastian out of his slightly awkward position to stand upright again.
"My apologies, my lady." His voice was quiet, almost reverent. He bowed low. "Before such radiant beauty, I could not help myself. I meant no disrespect. You will pardon me while I retire to dress for dinner."
Sebastian stared after his gallant young master, his heart pounding. After a moment he shook himself out of his stupor and hurried to change and prepare dinner.

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He was not there to teach me moderation. He was not there to teach me to keep hold of my temper, or to cultivate virtue within my bosom. He was not there, and it was because of them.
I would take from them their only family, as they had taken from me. I would drag their children's names through the mud, as they had done to my father. I would find their perversions, their selfish desires, their ignorance and their weakness, and I would magnify those things tenfold, a hundred-fold, and shame them with their own rotten souls. I would see them hanged, simply for being true to themselves.
And she would help me.

***to be continued...***

A/N: I hope you enjoyed my first-ever attempt at writing serious BDSM. I have zero experience with flogging or anything even slightly similar to it (hoping it didn't show too much) - pretty much everything I wrote here in terms of the flogging scene is based on my memories from many moons ago when I read a collection of stories from a Victorian porn rag called The Pearl (there was a LOT of flogging in that book) and also a few very detailed descriptions of caning written by Roald Dahl. It's never been my kink, but I find the power play aspect of it very fun to write. Hope it was just as fun to read.
This chapter title is a lyric found in Tom Waits' song "Circus" from the album Real Gone (2004).
Thanks for stopping in, luvya! xoxo phoeyay
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