The Silver Queen [AU]

[NPCs]

"Thatta girl," Olocaryn says, stroking Coquette's hair gently. "Do you want to break for a full meal or do you wish to continue, Belladonna?" he asks then, voice soft. He glances at Coquette. "Though she might need to rest a little."

[Isabela]

"A break might be a good idea," agrees Isabela, frowning at Coquette. "Perhaps a compromise -- if you'll fetch a light meal, I'll stay with your lady wife and help bring her out of the submissive mindset and back to herself."

[NPCs]

Olocaryn frowns slightly, then nods. "I will send for such, yes, of course. Normally, Tessa stays with after, helps her clean up and such. I seem to be a little... out of practice, I suppose."

[Isabela]

"Tessa? Is that her lady's maid?" asks Isabela, amused. "That's a new one. By all means, send her in if you like. I'm sure it would make your wife more comfortable."

[NPCs]

"She is, but alas she's off for the night," Olocaryn says easily. Besides, Tessa can be a bit much. That will have to wait until tomorrow night. Speaking of that... He murmurs softly to the servant outside, then moves back to them. "Is there anything in particular you'd like to do? Any... games or configurations you favor?"

[Isabela]

"It has been some time since I engaged in rope play," she muses, petting Coquette's hair. 

[NPCs]

"Oh? Do you prefer to tie or be bound?" he asks, redirecting to another chest where he starts pulling out lengths of soft looking rope. "We have cotton or raw hemp rope, silk ties, chain, leather cords or manacles."

[Isabela]

"To tie. And it is good manners to allow the tied one to select the fabric, no?"

[NPCs]

"We wouldn't have something we didn't use," Olocaryn explains with a shrug. "My love?" he adds with a faint smile as he glances over his shoulder with his normal eye towards Coquette.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"The-- the leather, please," she asks, not daring for the silk. 

[NPCs]

"The leather it is!" Olocaryn says grandly. "Would you care for blindfolds or a gag?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

Coquette doesn't answer, instead looking to Isabela. 

Isabela smiles. "As you like, then, the blindfold."

[NPCs]

"Lovely choice," he says with relish, gathering up a few yards of soft kidskin leather and a silver colored velvet blindfold. "Go ahead and pick a frame and get started. We can feed her as part of the game," he suggests, enjoying the idea of having her so... helpless, so dependant.

[Isabela]

Isabela quirks an eyebrow. "I think she needs a moment," she points out.

[NPCs]

"We can leave her upper body free for now," Olocaryn allows with a carefree shrug.