Previously: Part One
Gerard, who was Etienne’s younger brother by six years, was like most younger brothers. He wanted to do and be everything his older brother did and was. Thus, Gerard wanted desperately to become a ‘Master’ at Roissy. Etienne had sponsored him for membership in the Society but explained that for Gerard to be accepted as a full Master, he must bring a girl to the Chateau to be trained as a slave. At the time Gerard had a lover – a young, pretty and foolish girl named Anais. She would turn nineteen her next birthday, and as Gerard was her first real lover, she thought she was in love with him. Gerard, who was five years her senior and had several other lovers, but was smitten with Anais
When Etienne told him that the only way he could become a full-fledged Master was to bring a girl to Roissy for training, Gerard began scheming. He was sure that if he just told Anais he wanted her to become a sex slave, it might frighten her away from him. Instead, Gerard decided to introduce Anais gradually to Roissy. “Once she is used to the place, I’ll explain its true purpose and perhaps she will consent to going there,” he reasoned.
So, one fall day, he mentioned to Anais that his brother belonged to a very exclusive ‘club’ not far from Paris. “In some ways, it’s like a castle from a fairy tale. But with modern amenities. There is a hotel wing with very modern rooms, and a great bar and restaurant. I thought we might go there for the weekend. We’ll leave Friday morning. What do you think?”
Anais, who was a student at the Universite de Paris, where she was studying English language and literature, replied, “I have a test first thing that day, but I guess I could miss the rest of my Friday classes. So, a late lunch is certainly doable. But I would have to be back for my Saturday classes.”
Gerard agreed. So, that Friday at half past noon, Gerard and Anais were shown by a valet into the restaurant of the hotel wing of Chateau Roissy. Anais was duly impressed by valet’s politeness, the gothic interior of the restaurant, and white linen tablecloths. Both Therese and Jeanne were on duty in the restaurant, loitering by the door when Gerard and Anais came in. Therese leaned over and whispered to Jeanne, “Look! Another sweet young thing is being brought here for lunch. No doubt, she has never seen any real whores like us. I bet she will be very uppity and condescending when we take their order.”
Jeanne replied, “I think the man she is with is Etienne’s younger brother. My guess is that he’s either showing off his girlfriend, or perhaps he is trying to convince her to come to Roissy for training.”
“Either way, I truly hate those society bitches that come here. They’re as much whores as we are. They just think they’re better,” said Therese with a slight snarl in her voice.
“But just look how young she is. She probably has no idea what this place is really like.”
The Maître ‘d who was hovering nearby scowled at the two women and said, “One of you go take their order before I tell the valets you are loafing.”
“Yes, Sr!” said Therese with a mocking salute as she sauntered over to the table where Gerard and Anais were seated.
