We arrived back at the hotel just in time for the countdown at the New Years' Ball. We shared the table with an Austro-Hungarian couple, Roderick and Elisabetta Edelstein. She was very keen on knowing everything about me, as she already knew I was a famous dancer from Turkey and she seemed quite impressed about that exotic fact. She asked me when I would perform in Vienna and I told her I didn't know, but before I had time to say anything else, Yao told her that, perhaps, it was going to be sooner than she expected. Her husband didn't seem pleased about that fact, as he continued to sip on his coffee with an air of superiority surrounding him.

"So, tell us, Toris. What do you do for a living?"

Elisabetta asked Toris, who, up until that moment, had been staring down at his dessert and hearing the conversation between us three. He looked up and blushed instantly, stuttering.

"W-Well, I'm... I'm... his assistant"

"And my lover"

I said with a smirk on my face. Roderick chocked on his coffee, some of it spilling over his white shirt and bowtie, and Elisabetta couldn't have smiled wider. Her eyes were glistening and she looked like she was ready to explode.

"That is even more exciting! When did you meet?"

And then I began making up random facts about how we met and started our relationship, making poor Toris blush and seem like he wanted to be swallowed whole by the ground. Yao was laughing and Elisabetta was writing everything down in a small notepad she had pulled out from her purse. Suddenly, everything went quiet and the countdown started. Everyone grabbed their champagne glasses and stood up.

"... 3... 2... 1... Happy New Year!"

Elisabetta grabbed her husband's face and kissed it, startling him and making him drop his glass, which broke down on the floor. I kissed Yao and then Toris, who shook his head and said that he would be in the room, resting. I asked him not to go, but he didn't listen to me, so he left. When he ball was over it was around two in the morning and we all went to sleep. I was so tired that I didn't even try to flirt with Toris while he was in bed, sleeping peacefully.

I knew that 1914 would be a great year for me... oh, how wrong was I!

The following evening, at quarter to eight, I was getting ready to meet with Colonel Bondevik as we had agreed on. I had been anxious all day about his "particular way of making love". When I arrived at his house, of course I had told Toris and Yao that I was going to meet some old friends, I couldn't wait a second to knock on the door. I had taken with me my favourite record and was dressed in a different dance outfit under my coat and scarf. Three veils of different shades of violet covered my upper torso and four more covered my bare legs. I was not wearing underwear, so my private parts were clearly visible. I knew men liked it, because this was not the first time I had done it.

"You came"

Was his immediate answer upon seeing me, so excited and yet troubled. I nodded and he let me in. His house was small and very cosy. I thought he was going to guide me to the living room or the bedroom, but instead he motioned me to follow him to the library.

"I want to show you something"

He said before pulling on one of the bookshelves that opened like a door revealing a secret room. The room was something I had never seen before, with whiplashes, chains dangling from the ceiling and a seem-like chair that I didn't know how that worked. Everything in the room was red, the bed in the middle, a large sofa on the side of the room and the curtains at the entrance. I was mesmerized but he was unfazed.

"This is my favourite room of the house. I call it "The Pleasure Chamber", I hope you are not scared"

He said. I couldn't do anything but nod, even though I didn't know why I was doing so. He t0ok my hand and helped me sit down on the sofa, where I had a clear view of the chair. It had a lot of cables wired to a think protruding in the middle that made it impossible to sit down. Colonel Bondevik turned around and looked at me with a blank expression.

"I want you to dance for me here and then we will make love"

He was so cold when speaking, but nevertheless, I shivered when he said the last part. I nodded and got up to take off my coat, scarf and my snow boots. When I did, he looked at me up and down from his place in the sofa.

"You are so beautiful"

His gaze was fixed in my manhood, visible through the overlapping veils of different shades of purple. I put the record on the gramophone and began my performance as I had done several times in the near past, with the Dance of the Seven Veils.

I turned my back at Colonel Bondevik and rolled one of my shoulders, then the other as I began moving my hips and unhooked two veils that covered my chest from the necklace and the arm bracelets. I turned around and teased him with the veils as I removed the third one and let it fall to the floor. I was completely bare from my waist up and I felt the blush covering from the tip of my ears to my upper torso. To the Colonel, that looked quite appealing as I saw the large tent in his pants, which he hid from me by crossing his legs. I to0k off one of the veils covering my lower section and put it around the Colonel's neck, which he grabbed and kissed. I continued my dance until I was completely naked in front of him. When the music finished, I dropped to the floor with my head down. He got up to clap, the bulge in his pants quite noticeable by then. His face was still void of any emotion whatsoever.

"That was magnificent, Menekşe"

He pushed me against the sofa and began kissing and biting my neck hard, causing me to moan loudly. I began writhing underneath him as he drew blood off me with his teeth.

"Now let's do something that you will enjoy"

He took my hand and guided me to the chair. I looked down at it and then at the Colonel.

"Am I supposed to sit there?"

I asked, with all the innocence of the world.

"You need preparation first"

He said, taking a hold of a small jar of Vaseline in which he dipped his fingers and roughly shoved them inside my backside, making me squeal and grasp the armrest of the chair for support. He made a sound of approval as he pumped his fingers in and out of me, causing me to moan loud as my sweet spot was hit over and over. Then, he removed them from me and I whined at the loss.

"Why did you...?"

I was about to finish my sentence when he forced me to sit down on the chair, over the protruding... thing, that hit my sweet spot right away. I moaned loudly, but then he did something unexpected: he switched it on. The thing started to vibrate and I almost jumped to the ceiling because it felt so good that I could not control myself. I began screaming and writhing as he tied my hands to the armrests. The pleasure I was feeling was nothing compared to which I had felt over the years. I saw the Colonel sitting down in the sofa and stroking his erect member. It was the same size as Gupta bey's member but I remembered the pleasure that he had caused me in his room after my performance in Istanbul.

Just when I was about to explode from all the pleasure I was receiving, the Colonel released my arms and roughly pulled me up. I stood on wobbly legs and he threw me to the bed while stripping naked and allowing the clothes to fall to the floor. He grabbed a riding crop from the wall and forced me on all fours.

"You are going to love this"

He whispered in my ear as he began to slap my backside roughly with the riding crop. I was overwhelmed by pleasure as my backside was left red as my face. He didn't even gave me time to adjust before he plunged his member inside of me, making me scream.

We made love for several hours, until we were both exhaust. He rolled off from me and lit a cigarette.

"Can I have one?"

I asked. He nodded and gave me one of his cigarettes, which he lit with his own. He cleared his throat.

"You know, I was the lover of the Baroness' brother, Mathias, a cutie pie but he was scared of all this things. I'm glad you liked them as much as I did"

"Oh, God, I loved them"

I said breathlessly. I didn't know if it was for the sex or for my asthma.

When I returned to the hotel I couldn't even flirt with nether Toris – a fact for which he was glad and grateful – nor Yao, so I went directly to sleep. I was exhausted.

"Did you have fun, Mr. Menekşe?"

Toris asked, looking at me over his shoulder.

"You have no idea"

I said dreamily before drifting off to sleep.

I know how 1914's vibrators where like, but I wanted to add some spice to it. I hope I did it well. I love the idea of Norway as a sort of Christian Grey with all the toys and the kink and stuff. I hope you liked it.