(1310-10-21) Wax Voyeur
Summary: Salon de la Coquelicot throws an event in the Hall of Incubation for its noble patrons, combining wax and tantric massage into a carnival of sensual pleasure. Warning: Overt displays of tantric massage, only read if your voyeuristic tendencies compel you.
RL Date: Sun Oct 21, 2018
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elspeth amoux cedric theodosia 

Hall of Incubation - Le Coquelicot

A long corridor extends far to the west of La Coquelicot's Entry Hall. The tiling must be the same beige tiles, but it darkens in the light that dims to the point of a single stained-glass roundelet at the far end of the cavernesque corridor, a red poppy glowing with flickering candlelight behind it, glowing over a low shrine smoking with incense. Ribs of archways cross overhead, vague in the darkness between small candle-sconces, meeting at a vaulted peak from above black marble columns veined in red and sparks of gold.

Between every other column rises the peak of a narrow vaulted column which mirrors the vaults which launch high into the dark down the center of the corridor, making the atmosphere all the more cave-like for the illusory appearance of stalactites trusting from the jagged ceiling. Each archway opens into the embrace of a dim alcove outfitted with not much but a low frame of black oak, supple bed-straps of leather cradling a soft bundle of bedthings, a taut, supportive mattress covered in cooling, fine linen, dyed a deep grey, with an assortment of dark red and crimson blankets which can be pulled up and peeled down to the appropriate comfort level. Above each bed hangs in golden chains an amber lamp which, when lit, looks from below to be floating in the darkness, a glowing talisman of health on which a patient might meditate while incubating the space.


The Hall of Incubation has transformed into a carnival of wax, different colors pouring down from the archways for guests to coat themselves in the healing properties, two or three larger vats with oil and wax for them to soak their tensions away. Several stages have been set for guests to observe tantric massage over the waxed bodies, making it easier for them to see how these ancient techniques are performed. Guests are encouraged to bare all if they wish to be waxed. Silk robes are provided for those walking around the party. Masks provided for those wishing to keep their identity obscured. Soft relaxing music plays in the background by Amoux Audibert no Lis d'Or. Refreshments are being served by novices.

Elspeth stands nearby where guests are entering, directing them to the different pleasures that can be had at the event. She is dressed in a light blue silk wrap with her hair tumbling down her shoulders. She wears the mantle of her station, Second to Balm.

<FS3> Amoux rolls Flute: Good Success. (3 3 1 8 4 2 1 6 3 8)

The sound of a flute lightly, playing can be heard right now, it is something, soft relaxing, there is a hint of passion under it thoguht, to get people to relax, to sample the drinks, and he is moving slowly dancing now, and his eyes closed. Dressed in bright colors, and his hair is slicked back, his face hairly freshly trimmed, and a twinkle of pleasure in his eyes, as he watches the room, and his flute is ivory bone, with a quick movement of his fingers along it, and blowing into it with all of his soul.

Cedric is moving amongst the guests happily helping where he can either chatting with people to ensure they are comfortable or adding an extra pair of hands. It seems he's not yet settled in to perform a massage himself but he seems happy to move and help and assist moving deftly on bare feet through the converted hall. His chest is bare though he wears a pair of loose linen pants that have a few marks of various colors of wax from his movements.

Theodosia walks into the Hall, the young Namarrese noblewoman wearing just a silk robe..that she slowly lets drop, baring her nubile, petite but curvy bidy, completely naked..and she moves towards the vats…blushing a bit as if she wonders if anyone is watching her…accepting a glass of wine on her way.

The couple center stage is a man laying on his stomach, a peaceful look on his face as the woman straddles his back and runs her fingers over his skin, attendants pour the wax on his back, causing a slight hiss in his breath as the soft hands of the Balm courtesan start to firmly rub in wide sweeping circles.

Elspeth gives a curtesy to Theodosia as she arrives, greeting the young Namarrese noblewoman. Her eyes avert to give the young woman when she bares all to enter one of the vats. She glances across the room to Cedric, a silent message is sent.

The music is picking up pace now, and his eyes watchign the room, not stoping on anyone, just drafting this way and that as he plays, and Amoux is losing himself in the music, and his body swaying, as it takes him. His eyes on Theodosia for a moment, with a nod of his head, and then his playing starts to pick up more pace, something a little more passion to it, and his body is relaxed, and his clothing tight against his skin, as he slides the flute to his side, to take a sip of a wine on a glass sitting on a stool next to him.

Cedric moves to Theodosia's side as he's given that look from Elspeth. He smiles warmly at Theodosia as his eyes wander the young blushing noblewoman. He moves to her side and he offers a hand, "Might I help you in my Lady? Are there any particular aches you are hoping to soothe?" He asks with a soft breathy voice smiling to her.

Theo smiles to Cedric and takes a sip from her wine, then nods, as he gives him her hand, allowing him to watch her, breast rising and falling with her deeper breath, but she shakes her head a little. "You..may escort me in.." She asks softly. "Is there..a certain technique?" She asks , allowing him to guide her into the vat, then shakes her head again. "Not sure about aches..maybe..you can explore..or show me, your..specialties."

As the music picks up, so does the couple on the stage, the woman moving her hands firmer, more aggressive as the tinge of passion is translated into movement. The purple and blue wax mixes and then peels under the ministrations of the courtesan. There is an erotic hint to their movements as if she is seducing the man underneath her. His soft moans from the release of tension mix in with the music.

Elspeth continues to circulate among the crowd, greeting guests, making sure they're paired with a courtesan or adept from the Salon if they are not there with a partner. Her own hand has a glass of champagne which she sips here and there as she oversees the party. She makes sure that Amoux glass also is filled by a novice standing by, attending to everyone's drinks.

"This is quiet the show of skill, and I have heard of your skills here, but never have had the time to see it, color me impressed." Amoux's voice is young, musically, but there is something there, something trained to be respectful as well, as he lifts his flute again to his lips, to start to play, this time it is quicker, and faster, more like one would use to kneed dough, and his eyes on the others, and watching it all, making sure the music, and the motions are matched now, and with a wicked look in his eyes.

Cedric smiles as he accepts Theo's hand and he watches her body so tantalizingly flaunted. He smiles, "There are many techniques available here tonight and the Coquelicot have masters in each of them." He assures her as he guides her to the vat and up and he smiles leading her up so she can dip in whichever vat she might prefer. He indicates the table and he smiles, "I'm not lacking in skills of massage. Particularly of the neck and shoulders but… anywhere you wish relaxed I would be happy to assist in soothing."

"You may start with the shoulders..but should you wish to go any lowers, I will not mind.." Theodosia tells the handsome Cedric and her smile is a bit naughtier… but she also looks through the room, as if to check who is doing what.

As the music continues four novices surround the stage and then bring up the poles that have thin white sheets so that their full bodies are not completely on display. This part of the massage takes more erotic bent as the men turns to embrace the woman rubbing him in the wax. The colors on their skin show more prominently as more wax is pour in so they become living works of art for the guests who are watching.

Elspeth makes her way near Amoux and murmurs softly, "Thank you. We do like to create an atmosphere at our parties." Her own skin has marks of wax here and there from others who have brushed against her, "Please tell your Dowayne our appreciation for letting you come and play for the evening." She spies over at Cedric and Theo, satisfied that things are going well.

"Of course, we have to stand besides each other, and your words will be given, also the scene is not bad to watch at all." Amoux's voice is still soft, and then starts to play qyicker now, and his eyes moving arounf watching with a little chuckle, and then he starts to play now losing himself, in the music once more, and his eyes are closed swaying back and forth.

Cedric inclines his head as he looks to Theodosia, "Well I would hate for you to consider me to not be thorough." He assures her earnestly and then helps her dip her entire body into the wax. He lets his hands rise to her neck lifting her hair carefully out of the way and pressing his fingers to the base of her neck and shoulders pressing slowly down and he smiles, "You can soak in this for a time and then I might suggest one of the massage tables if you… enjoy this?" He asks his head guiding her face towards the show at the center stage.

Theodosia moans a little as she feels the warm wax engulf her body, every crevice, every curve now coated in the transparent wax.. and she shudders as she feels the hands massaging her neck, her nipples thickening with desire. "Yes, one of the tables..show me..how I should sit on it?" She moves out of the vat.

The shadow of the man's hands run over the woman's body, circling the belly and then working out, to spread to the underside of her breasts. The hitch in the woman's breath shows how she is responding to the tantric massage behind the thin silk sheet. The dance of colored wax is left in the wake of the hand movements.

Elspeth motions for a table to be cleared for Theodosia and Cedric as they exit the vat. Her keen eyes watching the patrons to make sure they're engaged with the movements of the center stage. For part of the allur of Wax Voyeur is knowing that you can become a part of the show if you should wish it. The beautiful music that Amoux is creating just enhances the mood.

Cedric helps Theodosia out of the vat letting the wax drip down her body his eyes watching the thin liquid coating her in that varied colors. He guides her to one of the tables and he smiles, "Well… most begin face down… but…" He leans in to murmur something to her his hand tracing along the small of her back to guide her to one of the tables. His hand tracing an absent design on the back of Theodosia's spine in that colored wax.

The flute is slowly now again, seeing the change of action Amoux's eyes are opening now, at the sound of someone moving, and his motions slowly now, as he watches Theodosia, and Cedric move towards a table, with another look of delight in his eyes, and for once his job was easy, and his music is drifting out, and his eyes now again on Elspeth, with a nod of his head.

Theodosia smiles as she walks naked and covered in just wax through the room as Amoux provides the music..and she nods as she hears Cedric's words. "Oh, yes they are…" She says and lays on her back , short but curvy, legs stretched and slightly open, her full breasts pointing up, the girl's hair pulled back.

Two bodies merge as one in the shadows of the silk sheet that covers their writhing bodies from full view. The colors of the wax merge and part as their bodies take this tantric massage to the next level. The more they touch each over, the more wax that spreads, leaving streaks of colors all over their body as hands are moved and colors move with the fingers that are massage their partner.

Novices stand in the wings, as Elspeth watches Cedric with Theo, there are panels available if the woman wishes to be covered. Although not all the guests are choosing to opt for modesty as the wine flows and the temperature rises.

Amoux plays quicker now, and his lips on the flute as he watches for a moment, with a little smile spreading across his lips, as he watches it all with a nod of his head, and he is speeding up again, bring the passion out of himself, mixing it with the feelings of passion, lust, trying to stir the action to move forward, to see how far it can go.

Cedric watches Theodosia ease her body up onto the table. He considers their positioning and then he moves to the head of the table he asks softly, "You don't wish an drapes or partitions do you?" HE asks of her as he stands above her and again moves her hair out of the way beginning to massage at her neck and shoulders and his hands so very quickly pressing down over her to her breasts massaging them in slow circles clearly showing them off as if he expects that's what she intends.

"No, no screens.." Theodosia whispers as she feels eyes on her nude body, but then looks back towards Cedric. "Mhhm, you have such strong hands, yes, tell me ..if I should do anything.." She whispers, giving out a softer moan as her young, full breasts are cupped, the massages causing her waxed nipples to raise some more.

The couple finishes in the center stage, the panels are lowered so others can view the beautiful colors on the skins of both the artists performing. A few patrons clap at their performance as they exit the central stage. While the show hinted at the coupling, it's clear the tantric massage did not go into the full carnal act.

Elspeth motions for the novices to step away as Theodosia gives her preferences. She then seeks out two other courtesans who moves to take the central stage to start another show. Her own glass of champagne is replaced as she circulates and mingles with the guests. Her soft voice can be heard over the tantalizing music.

The music is back to soft now, and nothing to egg on yet, and his eyes moving over it all with a little smile, and his body is moving now down towards the stage, and his flute is softly making nosie, as he moves around trying to make sure, his music reaches all now, and then he nods towards Theodosia, watching as she is massage and with a nod of his head, Amoux is on the prowl for trouble to cause with that ivory flute.

Cedric assures Theodosia, "You should do whatever you wish My Lady. This is for your relaxation after all." HE suggests a flick of a glance over as the other courtesans move around he looks to the second curiously but leans forward closer to THeodosia squeezing her as she moans. His fingers finding her nipples to pinch and massage before sliding down over Theo's stomach fingers pressing gliding the wax against her skin pressing it into the young flesh.

"Ohhh.." Theodosia moans a little as he gives more attention to her heavy tits, then she whimpers as he massages her firm stomach, the girl's legs opening a bit wider. "Do..do you enjoy this, messire?" She asks softly and she looks upwards naughtily.

But it is not just two courtesans that join the stage, a third, another man also joins the couple. As the woman stands there proudly, her body swaying to the music that Amoux provides, the two men on either side of the woman start at her ankles, on bended knee and start to slowly work their way up her legs, rubbing the colored wax into her skin as they work their way up.

Elspeth smiles as this twist of performers, nodding her approval to the courtesans on stage. She quietly makes sure the wax bowels are refilled and then her keen eyes look out over the crowd to make sure the other patrons are receiving the proper attentions. A few have slipped off to patron rooms so full fantasies can unfold.

The flute is played and then he is back besides Elspeth, with a soft chuckle as he whispers something to her, with a little chuckle, as he sips his wine, watching now, for a moment, before he starts to play again with a little sound now, soft music once again.

Cedric ahs at something and shifts against Theodosia and smiles, "Are you comfortable My Lady? Of course? What is there not to enjoy? Assisting my patron in relaxing and getting to work with such pliable and delightful materials." He assures her as his hands move along Theodosia pressing slowly and carefully along her strong fingers massaging the surfaced and beneath working along her sighs. His hips shift pressing forward obviously as Theo's face presses against his thin linen pants easily causing his clear stirring. His breath is warm against her as his hands move past her abdomen to her thighs squeezing them pressing them apart absently as he massages.

Theodosia's legs open under the urging of the courtesan's strong fingers, her eyes closing in pleasure, if anyone is watching her from that ankle, she is giving quite a naughty, obscene view, but she is clearly aroused as she whispers. "Good..you are very good!" She whispers her lips pressing harder against the young man's hardness.

The two muscled men move up the woman's body, streaking the colored wax up her thighs. As these men wrap themselves around the woman, like a protective barrier, she gives a soft cry and let her knees buckle as the two men attend to her through sensual message. When she collapses, they lift her together, laying her down on the table, her body spread out as they move to bring more colored wax to pour over her body.

Elspeth makes her rounds, coming to Theodosia's table where Cedric is attending to her. She murmurs something softly in passing to the courtesan, and keeps moving on to see to the other guests.

Amoux watchesTheodoisa enjoy her lewd actions, and then he is watching the rest of the room, and his flute is strong, and his music is picking up quicker now, urging on the passion, trying to make sure each is relaxed, and pleasured.

Cedric inclines his head to Elspeth smiling in amusement as his fingers continue to press along Theodosia massaging her thighs slowly taking his time with each one. The soft coloring slowly working in against her thighs as he pushes her leg side to side moving and maneuvering her. He leans in to murmur to Theodosia. The Coquelicot moves in a slow deliberate manner as he presses and focuses on Theo's flesh working the muscles slowly.

Theodosia writhes a bit on the table as the fingers massage her nude, waxed body, but she shakes her head, her cheeks flushed, red like well glazed apples. With the massage to her thighs, she giggles. "Maybe..a bit later…maybe you should ..massage my back..now..I mean, people might want to see more of your skill."

The two men move to either side, each taking one of her arms and running that warm wax into the woman's skin. Her own body is relaxed with a blissful look as these two men worship her. Their large hands firmly move the wax into her skin, removing any tension that might be there. Because they are twins, their movements are in perfect sync.

Cedric draws back slowly his long lean body slowly sliding back and stretching, "Oh? If that is what you wish my Ladyship." He says playfully and he smiles as he nods, "Why don't you roll over then." He says helping to maneuver her and moving from the top of the bed and around to the side letting his hands slide down along the young noblewoman's body.

Amoux then slides the flute down with a little chuckle, as he takes another sip of the wine, and his eyes on moving around the room for moment and then he starts to change styles now, something more in line with his general work, romance, passion, love drifting from him now, and the emotions of another time, something to help people drift around down into their passion, and he is watching it all with a wicked look in his eyes, enjoying it all, and loving to see how this salon is working.

Elspeth gives a smile as she observes the moments of her courtesans, making sure the novices are keeping the glasses of the patrons filled. The floor is kept clean, the wax is refilled as it is used. No one is left without attention. The whole time Elspeth oversees everything.

Theodosia smiles and nods, her eyes moving through the room, smiling as she sees the woman massaged by the two muscular courtesans.. then slowly she turns on her belly, her back curved a little to show the shape of her backside, as she lays her face on her arms, toes curled a little.

Both men move their fingers to her back, her spine, moving the colored wax with sure movements as she groans and lets them peel the tension from her body. Their sensual touches clearly inflame the woman beneath them but they have not even touched her intimately yet. Even as they drift their attention downwards, there is a subtle act of denial that just inflames the woman further.

Amoux plays softly, now his eyes are closed again, drifting back and forth as he plays around the room, and he is lost in the music.

Cedric smiles as the show continues and Theodosia moves around. He moves to her side and lets his hands move over her backside. He begins massaging the wax against the perky flesh and squeezes massaging slowly causing that dull ache as he smiles watching the curled toes. He presses Theo's legs apart slightly as he shifts to ensure that she can watch the show with his smile as he leans forward to murmur into Theo's ear.

Elspeth fades a little into the background as it becomes clear that everyone has what they need. Her own eyes watch the show with interest as the twins display their artful skills of tantric massage.

Theodosia keeps watching the show, her full lips slightly parted in slow breathes as she feels her back..and then her generous rump is massaged, causing her eyes to close for a moment. "Oh, yes, they seem..very skilled.." She whispers, the thin wax over her body not hiding much of how she enjoys her flesh being kneaded.

The two men look across to each other and nod as they join the woman on the large table. The novices step forward to pull up the screens since matters are getting a bit more intimate. Their bodies merge with the womans as they use their full forms to envelope her. Hints of color get stronger as they lift the wax over their forms and pour before then moving together in harmony to massage the woman in their hands.

Now that the music is starting to bore himself, and his voice is rises up quickly in song, and his eyes still closed, as Amoux uses his next talent. The words are soft, spoken about passion, love, losing yourself to the flesh, and how good it feels, it is an erotic song that seems to be drift around the room now, and his body is snacking this way and that as he sings.

Elspeth smiles deeply as Amoux uses his singing voice to entertain the masses. His passionate song causes her eyes to watch him from across the room. She takes a sip of her champagne and makes sure there are others who join in, accompanying his song with music.

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