Red Shoe Diary

I don’t know how long I had been waiting. I had followed the trail of red rose petals left from the entry, up the stairwell and into the sitting area. Usually there was a lot more furniture in here than there was tonight, but I stood at the window gazing out over the rooftops and watching the moon float by in the cloudless sky, the stars twinkling in the distance.

“Don’t move,” he said softly, closing the door. He did something in the space, and then I heard the soft rustle of the leather as he sat down in the chair behind me. I stood still at the window, seeing outlines of the room behind me reflected in the glass. My heartbeat had quickened since he arrived, I realized, and I was uncertain whether it was my own body’s reaction, or if the room had become markedly warmer. “It’s a lovely dress, Isabella,” he said a moment later. “Take it off.”

I gulped, and my hands began to tremble as I reached back with both arms to hold the fabric and pull the zipper, first at the top, then at the middle of my back, drawing the warm fabric forward and slipping my arms out, then shifting slightly and wiggling to get the tight-fitting satin down off my hips. We were on a high enough floor that there were very few windows visible to see me here, and the light behind me was faint, lit only by candles, but it was intimidating to be standing in front of the tall glass wearing only lingerie.

“Now the bra,” he said, his voice huskier this time. His tone was expectant, but not demanding. He knew me well enough to know that it might take me a moment, but I would oblige him. He made the spaces safe; he filled his requests with eroticism and indulged his desires for visual beauty.

I removed the expensive bit of lace and fabric and let it fall to the floor, letting my hands fall to the side rather than covering myself as I was inclined to do.

“Panties, too,” he purred. I lowered them, realizing as I did it how warm they had become. I stood upright again, stretching my palms to try to ease my own tension.

“Come sit,” he said finally, when I was feeling the cool of the glass making my nipples rise. The candles now ringed the empty chair, while his own seat was hidden in darkness, the lights barely casting a glow far enough to make out hints of his body as he sat.

I sat gingerly, the polished leather cool against my bare bottom, which quickly heated the chair to match my own temperature. He rose, prowling along the candle’s perimeter, then moving behind me, blindfolding me with soft satin I imagined was red, like I was wearing. And then he touched me, stroking my skin, easing my limbs into shapes as he wanted them, posing me. I arched my back over the arm of the chair as he held my breasts in his warm hands and eased me backward. He rubbed along my thighs, brushing the insides of them with gentle touches, lifting my legs and placing them just so. His warm fingertips pressed between my legs for just a moment, and I imagined he was confirming his own suspicions about how his touches were affecting me.

“Hold very still now,” he said. The click of his camera once, twice, three times and another. I held back a shiver. The photography didn’t bother me, he did that for a living. I wondered, tried to picture what I looked like before him. He moved close, kissing me hard, squeezing my thigh in his hand. “Good, now we’re ready to begin,” he whispered against my lips.

Featured shoe: Reign Madness Pumps by KenadeeCole

Other details:

  • Skin: Pink Fuel Morgana in Vanilla by Mochi Milena
  • Body: Maitreya Lara by Onyx LeShelle
  • Lingerie: Erratic Valentina in Crimson by Erratic Rain

Scene details:

  • Blue Sky Divinity Chair in Black by Luca Python
  • MudHoney Lenore Rug by Ravyn Hynes
  • HAIKEI Warm&Natural Skybox by qo0op (gacha item)
  • Pose by me

Directions

Madigan’s heart raced. There was no avoiding, no place to go. She moved to one side of the corridor, turning her back to the wall and standing still as Madame Aleski approached from the other direction. The Madame was moving quickly through the passage, her long, sure strides unwavering. Mr. Takaneo strode nearly soundless in her wake, nodding his acknowledgement of her statements, the only sound that of his wooden sandals on the metal grates of the floor.

“Governor Landon will be seated with the Klawsons,” the Madame said, barely turning her head, “and the Farrington delegation will…” her voice trailed off and she looked directly at Madigan, who felt that her lungs might burst suddenly from having held her breath for too long. “Cadet Williams,” she said, nodding slightly as she swept past. Her train of thought uninterrupted, she continued speaking to Mr. Takaneo, her personal drone hovering over her right shoulder, keeping pace and whirring softly.

“Madame,” Madigan managed, staying still a moment longer before she rushed down the hallway, anxious to breathe again, looking back for a last glimpse.

In the next bay, Madi leaned against the cold metal wall, closing her eyes and mentally painting everything onto a canvas in her brain. She had never seen Madame Aleski at close range before, and the thought that she had just had an encounter with the woman was enough to make her knees nearly buckle. The Madame was head of the entire Galactic Intelligence Community, responsible for the activities of tens of thousands of personnel, the security of countless diplomats and private citizens.

There were rumors she had an eidetic memory, able to recall everything she saw, heard, or read. Other rumors said that her memory was artificially enhanced, stored, backed up and cataloged by some system of software. Her pale skin was the result of never leaving the underground network of tunnels and transport, they said. Her white hair was the result of the close calls she had avoided, and that in her youth her hair black as a raven’s wing. They also said that she was over 90 years old, but as Madi had looked at her face, she couldn’t recall seeing a crow’s foot or even a wrinkle. The Madame’s legendary Caribbean blue eyes had been clear, bright and alert. Even her voice, authoritative and direct without being stern, was softer than imagined, as though she need not raise it to garner attention or get results. Her uniform was singular among the GIC; she wore a wool jacket (where had they even found a sheep?) with a tall belt around her waist, her unwrinkled skirt and heels Madi couldn’t imagine could be run in. Perhaps she had no reason to ever run. The gold brooch which marked her rank, with its black and white stones — “through the darkness and into light” like the agency motto — had been pinned to her lapel.

Mr. Takaneo was just as much an enigma. No one knew where he had come from. His pointed elven ears should have placed him among the Starburst city’s dwellers, but no one had been able to link him to that city. The rumors about him were just as outlandish. First, that he was the Madame’s consort, which, having seen him just now, made Madi think the Madame had impeccable taste in men. No one had ever heard him speak. He wore his own uniform of a bygone era, one bare, pale shoulder visible always. Madi remembered seeing the scar that arced across his left shoulder blade, said to be the claw mark of a Wildern he had fought and killed with a single blade.

Whatever their story was, the Madame and Mr. Takaneo were legends, and as Madi finally pushed herself off the wall, she realized that the Madame had called her by name. She wondered if it were possible she knew the names of all 812 cadets in the academy. Her thoughts reeling, Madi headed back to her room, sure that her best friend Thompson was going to love hearing this story.

Featured shoes: Reign Sybill Heels by KenadeeCole

Madame Aleski’s details:

  • Head: Catwa Annie by Catwa Clip
  • Eyes: Mayfly Luminous in Tropical Sea by Arkesh Baral
  • Skin: Bold & Beauty Scarlet in Porcelain by Jourdan McMillan
  • Body: Maitreya Lara by Onyx LeShelle
  • Hair: Elikatira Karee in Essentials by Elikatira Tiramisu
  • Jacket: Erratic Mischa – Wrap Coat in Black by Erratic Rain
  • Skirt: Celoe Nikka Skirt in Pitch by ShaySibrian (no longer available)
  • Brooch: Alchemi Immortalis :Ami amet deli pencet” French Brooch (no longer available)
  • Hands and Feet: Slink Avatar Enhancement Hands in Casual; High Feet by Siddean Munro
  • Manicure: Hello Dave in Nude Mattes by Maia Gasparini
  • Drone: Neurolab Bee pet by Ono Zinner

Mr. Takaneo’s details:

  • Head: The Mesh Project Head – Classic by TheShops
  • Eyes: Mayfly Luminous in Pale Onyx by Arkesh Baral
  • Body: The Mesh Project Deluxe Body by TheShops
  • Skin: Clef de Peau Adam in Tone 0 by Marcopol Oh
  • Katahada: Tomoto Katahada Ohgiku in Black by Tomo Wachter (limited edition)
  • Shoes: CerberusXing Himo Geta 2 in Red by Kamayari
  • Hair: Tableau Vivant Knot by M4r1lyn Magic
  • Ears: Mandala Steking Ears by Kikunosuke Eel
  • Necklace: Mandala Gyatei Necklace by Kikunosuke Eel

Madigan Williams’ details:

  • Eyes: Mayfly Luminous in London Fog by Arkesh Baral
  • Skin: YS&YS Mia 01 in Nude by Monicuzza Babenco
  • Body: Maitreya Lara by Onyx LeShelle
  • Hair: Elua Gemma in Blonde by Miu Edman
  • Dress: ISON Wednesday Dress in Gray by Harry Hyx
  • Boots: Carazon Boot in Black by Harry Hyx

Scene Details:

  • Set: Xen CY Hallway by Xenius Revere

The Devil, You Know

Thompson Fargate trudged through the long hallway of stone, as prompted forward by the beast-like creature who followed close enough that he could feel the breathing on the back of his neck. The creature — hulking and slime green-skinned, with a jutting lower jaw fitted with tusks and a missing eye which seemed to have been scratched out by long claws — had been aboard the boat that sailed across what he guessed from his little living knowledge was the River Styx. A hooded figure guided the craft through murky gray water. He could have sworn he heard voices in it, but he shut out those thoughts quickly to keep himself from asking or looking more closely.

Red light was visible at the end of this surprisingly long tunnel, and his worn boots — nice of them to let him keep them in the afterlife, he thought ruefully — echoed back at him dully. The stone walls yawned open into a cavern where red light shone through stalactites from an unknown source and illuminated…

He gasped quietly, but the sound echoed throughout the entire space. The dark chaise lounge in the center of the room was occupied by what may very well have been the most exquisite woman he had ever seen. Pale flesh was covered with intricate tattoos along her arms, and her body was long and slender, wearing almost nothing except heavy jewels at neck, bicep and thigh, and a rather small bra and panties. Her red hair seemed like it was made of fire beneath a crown of black jewels and spiraling red horns. She had wings made of bone that seemed to be dripping with bloody gore, but the fact that she had wings at all was scary, creepy, and strangely exciting. Her mouth was crimson, and the thought of blood there on her lips made him shiver. The cavern, he realized then, was ice cold, and yet she seemed perfectly comfortable.

The creature behind him pushed him forward and he walked, never taking his eyes off her, until he was close enough to see that even her eyes glowed a sunset orange-red. She was mesmerizing.

He was shoved hard to his knees. The stone immediately froze his flesh right through his jeans, and he grunted.

She considered him, then looked at his escort behind. One brow arched questioningly. “Something of note, Jasper?” she said, her voice soft, low and menacing. Thompson shivered again.

“This one bears the mark, milady,” said the creature behind him, in the most perfect, normal, upper-class British English he had ever heard. Thompson turned around and looked up at him incredulously, but the creature’s attention was totally focused on her. He turned back around.

“MY mark?” she asked, completely surprised.

“Yes, milady.”

“Well fuck me,” she said, her eyes opening wider and looking carefully at Thompson as though he had suddenly become a hundred times more interesting… as a snack.

“I’d love to,” he breathed, unable to keep the words from coming out of his mouth rather than staying in the relative safety of his brain.

“I don’t doubt that,” she said, still eyeing him like a piece of meat. Her mouth opened slightly and she licked what he could have sworn was a long white fang. It was sexy and scary all over again.

“Who ARE you?” he asked, finally managing to say words he meant to say.

She laughed, stared at him. She leaned forward, and it seemed like she was trying to make him recognize her, like he should know who she was. Finally, when he had managed nothing but admiring her and staring stupidly, she spoke.

“Well… I’m the Devil, you know?”

Featured shoes: Reign Inferno Heels in Black by KenadeeCole

Other details:

  • Head: LeLutka Karin by Jadenart
  • Eyes: Mayfly Luminous in Blood Fire by Arkesh Baral
  • Skin: Glam Affair Megan in Polar by Aida Ewing
  • Body: Maitreya Lara by Onyx LeShelle
  • Lipstick: Deetalez High Gloss Lips for LeLutka by Steffi Villota
  • Tattoo: Speakeasy Memdi Tattoo by JamesEdwardQ
  • Hair: LeLutka Bey from Set 03 by Thora Charron
  • Lingerie: Erratic Scarlett in Black by Erratic Rain
  • Jewelry: Aisling Faranth by Druunah Esharham (gacha items; wearing rare necklace and headpiece, bracers and thigh in black)
  • Hands and Feet: Slink Avatar Enhancement Hands in Elegant 1; High Feet by Siddean Munro
  • Manicure: Hello Dave in Rich Reds by Maia Gasparini
  • Claws: CerberusXing Hayop for Slink Elegant 1 by Kamayari
  • Wings: Jian Ravaged Wings by Kalia Firelyte

Scene details:

  • Roawenwood The Duchess – [Domina Series Recline] by Roawenwood (pillows hidden)
  • ISON – books and skulls by Harry Hyx (gacha item)
  • Cheeky Pea – Winter Warmer Chaise in Biblio by Isla Gealach (pillows hidden, blanket tinted)
  • Caves and rocks by Fanatik Architecture by Kendra Zaurak
  • Pose 1 custom by me. Pose 2 from the Gos & oOo Studio Pouffe collection available at either store.

Duchess

Bernard heard the village clock chime the quarter hour, and he ducked his head out from behind the heavy striped canvas of his market stall. Two minutes later, he watched her turn the corner and make her way along the street. Today she wore a delicate gray ermine-fur cape draped over her shoulders against the cold which was only a few weeks away, coupled with a blouse surely made of silk, and a heavy, dark wool skirt which bobbed around her knees as she walked.

Bernard fussed with his grimy cap in his hands as he watched her out of the corner of his eye. He didn’t stop watching until she was two steps away, and then he looked up to try to catch a full glimpse of her face. Her head rose, and her green gaze met his watery blue one. He would have stumbled had he been moving, so he praised the heavens he was standing still. She lowered her bare head and her gaze for a moment in greeting, saying softly, “Good afternoon,” without pausing or stopping.

“G-Good day to you, mum,” he said to her back. She turned her head and nodded back, smiling slightly before heading on. Bernard cursed himself for stammering, but took a deep breath, capturing the powder-blue scent of her perfume in the air. Her small smile had been enough to make the clouds part and the sun light his weathered face, he was sure of it.

Once, many months back, she had lost an earring as she made her way along, and he had retrieved it, turning it in his hand. He guessed it was probably worth a year’s salary to him, that shiny, luminescent pearl earring, but he hollered to Hal to watch his stall and went shuffling down the street after her, hoping not to lose her in the crowd. He saw her go up steps and into a building before he could catch her, and he wheezed and panted as he stood there, catching his breath before approaching the door.

A butler answered his knock, and Bernard breathed, “The lady, who just arrived,” to which the butler responded (rather indiscreetly, Bernard would think later), “Duchess Droughton.” Bernard didn’t know her name, so he simply nodded, said she had dropped the earring, and put it into the butler’s hand. The older gentleman eyed it, agreed to return it, expressed thanks on her behalf for its return, and closed the door.

Now, on the street, he breathed, “Duchess” and felt the little bit of awe that she inspired in him.

Featured shoes: Baiastice North Pumps in Suede Gray by Sissy Pessoa

Other details:

  • Head: Catwa Annie by Catwa Clip
  • Skin: YS&YS Kate by Monicuzza Babenco
  • Body: Maitreya Lara by Onyx LeShelle
  • Eyes: Mayfly Luminous in Deep Paris Shadow by Arkesh Baral
  • Hair: Clawtooth: True Betty in Coffee by Bubbles Clawtooth ❤
  • Dress: Zenith Vintage 1940s dress RARE for Maitreya by Miffyhoi Rosca (gacha item)
  • COCO FurShouldrCape in Grey by Cocoro Lemon
  • Earrings: Yummy Pearl Earring by Polyester Partridge
  • Hands & Feet: Slink Avatar Enhancement Hands in Casual and Bag; High Feet by Siddean Munro
  • Manicure: Hello Dave in Matte Nudes by Maia Gasparini
  • Hosiery: Erratic Valentina Stockings in Nude from Erratic Rain

Scene details:

  • Taken at Flux Sur Mer sim
  • Left pic pose oOo Studio Travelogue two by me!
  • Right pic pose custom by me

Thanks for the location tip, Harper! The following is a raw shot at the location.

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Too soon, my angel

The curse word out of her mouth was one she was glad her mother was not around to hear. Sunlight flooded over the couch, setting her hair ablaze with heat, and keeping her feet toasty warm. She let out a heavy sigh followed by a soft moan as her head exploded. Curse of the red wine, she decided, sitting up and lamenting the stain the vicious liquid had left on the rug. Ugh, the second bottle even.

Getting over him was going to be harder than she thought.

Featured shoes: Reign Lamby Slippers in Gray (at The Liaison Collaborative December) by KenadeeCole

Other details:

  • Head: Catwa Annie by Catwa Clip
  • Skin: YS&YS Kate by Monicuzza Babenco
  • Body: Maitreya Lara by Onyx LeShelle
  • Hands: Slink Avatar Enhancement Hands in Flat and Casual by Siddean Munro
  • Hair: DeLa Mireya in Reds by Karanosuke Kamachi
  • Tank: Maitreya Tank Top by Onyx LeShelle
  • Sweater: Dead Dollz Sheriak Set in Gray by Kiddo Oh
  • Manicure: Hello Dave Nude Mattes by Maia Gasparini

Scene details:

  • Fancy Decor: Gray Rug by Jake Vordun
  • Fancy Decor: Table & Frame Set by Jake Vordun
  • Fancy Decor: Magazine Stacks by Jake Vordun
  • Fancy Decor: Metal Hourglasses by Jake Vordun
  • 8f8 – Mange Destin 05 – Milk chocolate stones by iBi (8f8)
  • 8f8 – Mange Destin 06 – Rich chocolate truffles by iBi (8f8)
  • {anc} garden. oldbook4Li by aki69
  • 19.erratic / lsm – clothing clutter – male by Erratic Rain
  • Bazar Paris – Wine bottle spilled by Ria Bazar
  • Bazar Paris – Wine set by Ria Bazar
  • Bazar Paris – Flowers by Ria Bazar
  • Bazar Paris – Books by Ria Bazar
  • [we’re CLOSED] wooden sofa white by Mandingo Quan
  • [ zerkalo ] Chocolate on a Stick – 10L GIFT by anaisterpellie
  • Poses custom by me