An exotic goods merchant with a very special package

You were surprised with the fancy clothing Lilly found, having not seen any vast wardrobe or stash of fine clothing in the weeks you had worked at the cult's temple. Lilly's own attire was respectable, a tight gown made of soft fabrics, colourful but not overly opulent or showy, an expensive garment by the normal standards of what you and she normally could wear. You imagine it was possibly lent or given as a gift by one of the more wealthy patrons. Your own attire for the party you'd be crashing was far fancier than anything even the wealthiest and most generous patron of the secret order could give.

A fine silk dress, that hugs and clings tightly to your body, accentuating your bodies curves as well as framing your fine assets, your rear getting some particularly favourably treatment. The dress leaving much of your long legs exposed which ordinarily would give off a more open and slutty vibe, yet somehow it still seems elegant on you. You could imagine this dress given as a gift to a highly cherished royal concubine in one of the distant lands where queens somehow tolerated that behaviour.

"This jewellery is to be paired with your dress," Lilly says cheerfully while handing over some rings and bracelets easily worth more than you could have hoped to make in decades of working.

"Where are you getting all of this?" You ask in disbelief, trying one of the less jewel-encrusted rings, a plain silver one, on to find surprisingly that they fit as perfectly as the dress had.

"From Lady Lilith's collection," Lilly replies with a smile.

"Well that explains how the order has such priceless attire," You reply looking down at the collection of jewellery your friend has laid out on the dresser before you. Your eye catches a dark wooden box set aside from the rest of the valuable collection, with intricate carvings embossed with gold leaf. "Is there something special about this," You ask gesturing to the box while putting on some amber studded earrings.

"That is a gift to you from the Lady," Lilly replies with a smile. "Unlike the rest, you may keep it," Lilly adds before gesturing for you to open it.

You nod and open the box to see a fairly plain looking made out of a strange metal, you vaguely recall it's the sort favoured by magicians or alchemists for their apparatus, brass you believe they called it. Outside of the unusual material, the pendant has a large disc which on one side has the symbol of your secret order engraved into it. A thorny rose with an oddly sensual design, although this engraving holds more detail than the other examples you've seen.

The rose petals forming some very feminine looking shapes, while the odd thorn holds a rather phallic nature to them. There's also a set of eyes at the bottom of the pendant that has two jet stones embedded on either side of each eye's iris. As you look down at them, you recall Lady Lilith's eyes during the ceremony, where the whites of her eyes turned jet black as her true form was revealed. The realisation sends a sensual shiver down your spine as you recall the moment's Lady Lilith claimed your body and made you her champion.

"Are you ready?" Lilly asks with a smile, your friends soft tones breaking you out of your memory, your new appendage now forming an awkward tent in your dress.

"Almost," You reply with a nervous laugh gesturing to your erection.

"You'll need to keep that mind of yours from wandering too soon tonight," Lilly says with a giggle, before kneeling down before you and swiftly takes your swelling length into her mouth.

Lilly leads you through the merchant district which was practically shut this time of the late evening, the merchants and staff at home or occupying one of the many taverns. The walk gave you some practice in walking with the footwear Lady Lilith had provided with the dress, the tall heel keeping your feet lifted to give the illusion of height. It was a little awkward at first, but somehow your body seems to adjust to it surprisingly quickly, to the point whereby the time you reach the manor houses at the far end of the merchant district that it feels as if you've worn footwear like this for most your life.

"Ok, so do you need to go over the backgrounds?" Lilly asks as she spies the guarded mansion where Lady Gray resides.

"No, I'm good," You reply gently. "We're using our own names, the only difference is I'm an exotic goods trader and you're my talented and comely companion and junior partner," You add to placate Lilly's unimpressed facial expression.

"There's more to it than that, but close enough," Lilly replies shaking her head and laughing.

"Well I plan on being very coy and teasing with the details, so we needn't worry about it," You reply with a smile. "Besides, If this party lives up to its rumours, I doubt the guests will have their attention on my words," You add with a wry smile.

"True enough," Lilly agrees with a soft laugh. "Think there might be any room for me to have some fun?" Lilly asks with a grin.

"Of course, it's a party after all," You reply, the pair of you giggling as your reach a stern pair of guards who block the way up the stairs to the front door with their spears.

"Invitations," The guard on the left asks in a gruff tone.

"Sister Agnes sends her regards, Michael, she said that your requested ointment is ready to collect tomorrow and to try and be a little more selective of the tavern patrons next time," Lilly says with a broad smile.

"Invitations," The first guard says more insistently, his face going bright red.

"Ointment?" The second guard asks, stifling a laugh.

"Yes, just a mild case of the pox, easily curable these days," Lilly replies with a pleasant smile. "Nothing to be embarrassed about Michael," She adds with a smile.

"Pox?" The second guard asks, this time unable to suppress his laughter.

"Shut up," The first guard says to his companion.

"Will you be needing instructions of the use, Michael, or can we go inside?" Lilly asks in a soft tone.

"Invitations," The first guard asks pleadingly.

"Because the ointments dead simple, just apply to the affected area, the back passage in your case," Lilly begins, the second guard now in full-blown hysterics by this point. "Someone perhaps should have warned you of the hermaphroditic nature of some of the furrier patrons," Lilly adds, placing a reassuring hand on the first guard's shoulder.

At this point, the second guard is wheezing for breath his laughter at his companions plight a goldmine of entertainments for him, while the first's face was so red you could probably cook food by his complexion alone. You decide to take pity on the poor man and try out your own persuasive talents. You place a hand on the first guards should and give him a sensual smile.

"Mmmmm, I personally find the flexibility to be a very attractive quality," You say in a sensual tone, your voice snapping the first guard out of the pit of dispair his embarrassment was dragging him into and even give pause to the second guard's hysterics.

The first guard blinks and looks at you for a moment, his mouth moving but no words forthright for a few moments. "You...you do?" He eventually stammers.

"Of course, we live in enlightened times," You reply giving the first guard a wink. "As for our invites, I'm afraid we don't have any, a good friend of mine tipped me off about this," You continue before leaning in whispering into the first guard's ears. "Illicit gathering,"

"Oh, ok," The first guard replies, the soft whisper in his ear, making him shiver in excitement.

"Since these events are secret anyway, we couldn't possibly be here without being invited," You reason with a smile.

"That makes sense," The first guard agrees, swallowing hard as his eyes keep dipping to the impressive amount of cleavage the tight dress causes.

"So if you could let us in, I'll put in a good word about you both to your Mistress," You say with a big smile. "Especially given your current circumstances," You add nodding to Michael. "Who knows perhaps once you've remedied that, I might come by to converse with someone so adventurous," You add batting your eyelids and smiling.

"Of course," The first guard replies, turning aside a gesturing up to the top of the stairs, "Welcome to Gray's Grace Manor, Enjoy your evenings," The guard adds.

"Oh don't worry, we intend to," You say with a purr before ascending the stairs before you, leaving the guards to stare.

"What the fuck just happened there?" The second guard asks in disbelief.

"She said I was flexible," The first guard gushes as you reach the door only to have it opened by a smart dress man in a plain black mask.

Without the word, the man ushers you and Lilly into the mansion where you hear the distant sound of laughter and soft moans drifting over the soft sounds of music. The man silently offers two masks, much more ornate than his own, which Lilly happily takes but you refuse.

"It's alright, I'm not afraid to bear my face," You say with a wicked grin. "I for one believe we should be able to enjoy such events openly," You add with a grin, knowing that Lady Gray shares a similar sentiment. Besides being the only other women without a mask should automatically draw the Mayoress' attention your way.

The man eyes you for a moment, considering insisting before giving up on the notion. "If the Lady insists," The man replies before leading you towards the sounds of joy you heard earlier.

You have a vague idea of what to expect when you walk around the doorway, having been centre stage in an orgy not that long ago, but the sight still catches you off guard for a moment. In one corner there's a table where another smartly dressed man is filling up various cups on a tray held out by a topless woman with brunette hair, how lower half simply covered by a very short white skirt. All the while two women are lying either side of a man, worshipping his cock between the two of them, mere inches from the serving girl.

In the other corner, an ebony-skinned naked woman has one leg over a redhead person's back while that person has their face buried into her crotch. Next to the woman having her pussy devoured a man was ravaging a blonde woman against the wall, the pair rutting away like wild animals, the blonde scoring the man's back with her long nails.

In the centre of the room was a blur of bodies all writhing together, some laughing, others moaning and groaning as bodies and limbs meet. The occasional madness halting for a moment when a tired reveller leaves the pile to refresh themselves with a cup of wine or just to take a seat and catch their breath.

"This definitely looks like our sort of crowd," You say to Lilly.

"We'll need to win over their leader first," Lilly replies softly, gently including her head up towards a staircase, where a woman was sat in a large chair overseeing the festivities before her.

With that in mind, you help yourself to a cup of wine from the passing serving girls tray, flashing the topless woman a warm smile and nod as her eyes meet yours for a moment. You gently sip the wine, finding the flavour richer and bolder than the few you've sampled at the tavern or the bottles Lilly managed to acquire. You slowly make your way across the room, smiling and nodding to your fellow revellers, many of who turn and stare at you as you pass. The choice to go maskless might turn heads initially, but the fact their heads still remained turned and fixed on your ass as you continue past them fills you with a sense of pride. It took something to steal the attention of someone mid carnal bliss, after all.

As you draw nearer to Lady Gray's elevated position, you catch her glancing down at you, a curious smile spreading across her face as she regards you with her green eyes. You give her a polite nod when you notice her and sidestep a man with an imposing figure who steps in front of you to introduce himself. "Forgive me, I must speak with our gracious hostess," You say in a soft tone and a warm smile, which seems to melt the look of fury in the man's eyes as he politely smiles and gestures for you to go past.

"Do you know who that was?!?" Lilly asks in a hushed tone.

"No," You reply softly.

"That was Lord Evan's the head of the merchant's guild," Lilly says in surprise. "

"Oh," You reply with a casual smile.

"He's got a reputation for being a very unpleasant individual," Lilly replies.

"He didn't seem that bad," You reply with a smile, begging to make your way up a short stairwell up to the balcony area where Lady Gray was sat.

For a moment you feel Lilly beside you wanting to say something, but not quite finding the words for it, however, your attention is very much taken up by the woman of the hour. Lady Gray sits in a large cushioned chair, idly toying with her long wavy red hair as she surveys the carnal festivities before her. The tight robe she wears, a pale sheer white fabric allowing you to make out her naked form through it, her pale inviting body seemingly defying age. Her breasts large and standing tall and still retaining a perkiness befitting a woman closer to your own age.

You've heard of magics and elixirs that can stall and perhaps even reverse the ageing process, both of which are vastly expensive and very rare to come by. You had heard the folk tale of the queen who partook too much and made herself look more youthful than her daughter, the daughter stealing her mother's identity as queen. Like many folk tales, it was poorly told and it was hard to tell if it was a cautionary tale of magic itself, ****, the perils of royal succession or some combination of them. In any event, the kingdom allegedly fell some years later, with blame falling on the queen who coveted her youth.

In any case whatever magics or treatments Lady Gray took, her body carried all the refinement of her true age, but without any of the drawbacks of the passage of time. There was something very welcoming about her, almost like an aura of desirability radiating from her which makes your body stir, you have to focus your mind to prevent your cock from swelling to life.

"I'll admit, you had my curiosity coming in, but after seeing you deal with that blowhard Evan's, now you have my attention," Lady Gray says in a soft tone and a wry smile.

"Oh, I have a gift for dealing with people," You reply with a coy tone. "You meet a lot of his type in my trade," You add with a smile.

"And what Trade might that be?" Lady Gray asks with a curious tone, resting her head on her hand as her bright green eyes wander over your body.

"I deal with exotic goods, trinkets, baubles and curious," You reply with a sensual tone.

"How exotic?" Lady Gray asks in a playful tone.

"Perhaps I might be able to show my good lady," You reply with a wicked grin.

"Awfully confident," Lady Gray replies with a soft laugh. "You haven't even introduced yourself or your companion," Lady Gray adds.

"Forgive my manners, I was distracted by your radiance," You reply with a smile. "The rumours of your beauty do little justice to the real article," You add with a grin. "I am Amanda Hanes," You say giving Lady Gray a respectful bow. "This is Lilly, my special companion and faithful assistant," You say sweeping a hand back to Lilly.

"A pleasure to meet you both," Lady Gray replies with a smile. "New faces are a rare thing at my parties, but I can forgive this with one such a beautiful as yours, Amanda," Lady Gray adds with a smile.

"Thank you, Lady Gray," You reply with a smile, raising your head and meeting her bright green eyes.

"Please call me Lesley," Lady Gray replies.

"Such a wonderful name," You reply with a confident smile.

"Thank you," Lady Gray replies. "So do you come as a pair or is Lilly more of an observer?" Lady Gray asks with a grin. "If we were to discuss business and your exotic goods, that is," She adds with a broad smile.

"Well, I like to conduct business personally, however, I like to be thorough and have Lilly help assist to ensure complete satisfaction," You reply with a grin.

"Interesting," Lady Gray replies, taking a moment to study Lilly for a moment and smiling. "So what exotic goods might you have to offer?" Lady Gray asks in a sultry tone.

"Oh I have a particularly special package that might be of interest to such a fine and respected woman as yourself," You say smoothly.

"How special?" Lady Gray asks in a hushed tone.

"Oh something I'm sure you've never experienced in your life, Lesley," You reply with a grin, watching Lady Gray bite down on her bottom lip.