It turns out, no, we could not begin the tour yet.
It was on the demand of Melanie, citing that everyone had a chance to climax, except her. And to be honest, it was rather unfair, for 1 person out of 4 to be left out of anything, whether that be something sexual, weekend fun, or a group project. So, Nora and I, being the pals we were, helped her out, while Militia stayed on the table, laying there and attempting to regain her senses.
Currently, I was sitting back down on the booth seat, Melanie on my lap, her back pressed to my chest. Her legs were spread, with my fingers buried inside of her, with Nora on my other side and biting at my skin playfully.
"Hah~, big jerks, so mean to me," Melanie mumbled, pouting. Chuckling, I knew she was just being trouble for the sake of being trouble. To my side, I heard Nora's very quiet giggle, figuring that she knew as well.
"Sorry love," I apologised, kissing her cheek. The way I see it, teasing her anymore would just make her mad, and when Melanie gets mad, she hits me. Thankfully, she seemed satisfied with my apology, patting my knee and quietly ordering me to continue.
Well, I best continue then.
Nora, having had her fun with nipping and nibbling at my shoulder and neck, shuffled herself onto my lap, pressing herself against my chest. Giggling, she grabbed my face and took my lips for herself, another hand reaching down to Melanie's cunt and pressing 2 fingers into her, joining my own.
We couldn't work in perfect synchronicity, obviously, but the use of 4 fingers from 2 different people still had Melanie writhing and gasping, shaking on my lap while Nora and I swapped spit.
As you can imagine, it didn't take long for Melanie's body to spasm, her breath weakly escaping her as the orgasm rocked her smaller frame, the dual ministrations from Nora and I having brought her right over the edge.
Pulling back, I sighed in content, feeling pretty fucking great about life.
Foursome? Achieved.
"So, heheh, tour?" Nora asked, chuckling slightly. I gave one of my own, shaking my head at her.
"In a minute. I think Melanie and Militia both need a second," I advised, nodding towards the Twin's, who were both limp, focusing on getting their breath back. Nora giggled, laying her head on my shoulder as we waited for the Twin's to reclaim their energy.
"S-Screw you both," Militia mumbled, slowly but surely pulling herself up, moving herself into a sitting position, giving us both a worn out glare. Melanie echoed the statement with a groan, stretching her legs out in front of her to regain some feeling in them.
Nora laughed, finding the Twin's consternation funny, before standing up from my lap and stretching, letting out a satisfied groan when she felt her back pop a little.
"I'll just be heading backstage to get some clothes on. Once you lot get your energy back, I'll take you on the tour!" She told us, skipping away with a merry wave, disappearing behind the curtains. I too stood, stretching my arms above my head, before grabbing my shed clothing, and putting them back on, while the Twin's finally began standing as well.
"Yah know Boss, sometimes it pays to get dragged along with you to random places," Militia commented, grabbing her dress and placing it back over her shoulders, Melanie doing similar.
"I guess it does. To be fair, Nora being our dancer was a total accident, same with everything that followed after. I just expect a show and drinks," I told them, tightening my tie back around my neck, straightening it out. They chuckled, believing me but refusing to say it, because they're like that.
"You gonna grab another bottle, Boss?" Melanie asked, to which I shook my head.
"Nah, I already had 2 so far, I'll have a little food before I drink my third. Just grabbing napkins," I explained, wiping my hand clean of, well, Melanie. I then handed some to the Twin's, allowing them to clean their faces and hands as well.
"Okay, I'm ready!" Nora announced, skipping through the curtains, now dressed in a pink, long sleeve shirt, black shorts, and some flats. She looked cute.
"Wonderful, I think we're ready too. Girls?" I asked, the Twin's giving us a thumbs up to signal that they were good to go.
With that done, we exited the room and entered the hall again, making sure to grab any rubbish we left behind. We are perverted, but we are clean.
"So where are we headed, babes?" Militia asked. Nora hummed in thought, considering where we should go. I imagine it was a tough choice, considering all the activities and performances they had here. It was like an amusement park for sex work.
"Well, let me thiiiink~. There's mostly private dance rooms on this floor, but we could go up to the next one and take a walk through the Zoo!" She offered. The Twin's and I blinked, wondering what the hell she was talking about. Seeing our confused expressions, Nora was merciful and explained, "The Zoo is basically a themed gallery. Picture a bunch of girls in 'enclosures,' each with an animal themed outfit. Like playboy bunny outfits but for other creatures."
Really? That sounded like a pretty eccentric gallery.
Which made sense, actually, considering that Ozpin himself was known to be eccentric.
"Alright, let's go and have a look. Can't hurt to try it out. Lead the way Nora," I said. Gesturing for us to follow her, she skipped her way down the hall and back to the elevator we had ridden on just a little bit ago, Melanie, Militia and I following behind her, which was a great place to be, since it allowed us to have a fantastic look at her ass.
Those shorts of hers were tight!
Once we entered the elevator, Nora tapped the button for the third floor.
"So you said this place is called the Zoo?" Militia asked, holding onto my arm to keep herself steady. She was still limping a little because of before. Nora nodded emphatically, flashing an excited grin.
"Yep! It's pretty popular. Bunch of half naked or fully naked girls in animal skin stuff, laying around for everyone to see. People love it, for whatever reason," she explained. With a clearer picture of the Zoo in mind, I must admit, the idea seemed promising.
The doors opened, and we stepped through, into a shorter hallway that led straight forward. At the end, I could see a small reception desk of some sort, with muted green leaf decals on the front. As we approached, I saw a blond haired, dark skinned woman manning the desk. Originally, I assumed it was the girl Ozpin brought with him to the Gala, but on closer inspection, it wasn't.
The girl was wearing a sort of sexy safari outfit, khaki shorts that ended above the middle of the thigh, a tight khaki vest around an equally tight white shirt, and one of those conical, explorer hats. I dunno the name of it, so whatever.
"Hey, you all heading into the Zoo?" The receptionist asked, leaning forward on her desk. When we nodded our accent, she smiled, "Well enjoy! It's a little slow today, so you won't have to worry about any crowds."
"Thank you miss," I said, the other girls echoing my thanks as we strutted into the Zoo.
It was a huge room, about as large as the amphitheatre we entered when we first arrived at Beacon. There were a few dozen 'enclosures,' arranged in a simple, maze-like pattern, none of them huge, but certainly big enough to allow freedom of movement for the girls inside, with wooden 'cages' separating the audience from the girls. And as you can imagine, the enclosures each had a theme, desert, tundra, jungle, and whatever else you can imagine, with at least one girl inside, who was wearing a themed outfit.
For instance, immediately to our right was an enclosure themed around a temperate forest, with fake, but strangely soft looking grass, a tree trunk that was very much likely fake, and a girl of around 25 sitting inside, who had light grey hair, blue eyes and a pale complexion. Her outfit consisted of a fur bra of some sort, her midriff bare, and a strange sort of grey loincloth that reached down to her ankles, with grey wolf ears and a wolf tail. I'm not sure if either of those were real, and she was a Faunus, but for whatever reason the whole thing was, exotically erotic? Something like that.
"Aaaah, now I'm getting it! The Zoo, okay," Melanie said, nodding. Militia and I also nodded, now understanding the whole point of the gallery. It was eccentric, yes, but you can't deny the appeal.
Nora giggled, gesturing to the whole gallery at large.
"Yep! It runs just like a Zoo! You walk around, see the quote unquote 'animals!' It's odd, but in a fun way, I think!" She enthusiastically explained, grabbing our arms, or mine and Militia's at least, and dragging us off to the right, just past the wolf girl, who gave us a wink as we went.
The next enclosure featured a jungle setting, with large green fronds, a twisted tree trunk with a thick jutting branch, on which laid a tan skinned woman with a Tiger motif. Tiger skin leg warmers, chest piece, a loincloth much like the girl with the wolf outfit, but much shorter. And, of course, ever important Tiger ears and tail. She also had a collar of some sort, with a broken chain attached to it. From the sound it made as she moved, it was a real metal chain, but likely of a much lighter metal than it seemed. Aluminium or tin, or something.
She was also buff as hell! Like, Nebula was toned, athletic, like a track runner's level of musculature. This woman however was much more buff in comparison, more like a professional boxer.
Seeing that she had an audience, the Tiger girl turned over, now on her belly. With a lazy smile, she arched her back, raising her ass in the air, muscles taut.
"Mmmmm, hello~," she welcomed, voice deep. Like, deep, for a woman. Sultry and burning with eroticism. I waved, the girls doing the same, "Enjoying the Zoo, loves~?"
"Most definitely," I answered.
"Of course you are Boss. You have a thing for muscled girls," Melanie quipped, poking my face with a teasing grin, Nora and Militia laughing in amusement. Far from offended, I nodded.
"Yes. Yes I do," I said, voice strong and clear. The Tiger girl chuckled, shuffling her body off the branch and stalking towards us, the only thing separating us being the wooden caging.
"Well, you're in luck sir, because we have got quite a few lovely ladies who all have a little more muscle than average~. I'm sure you'll enjoy~," she assured me, twisting and turning her hips sexily, never breaking eye contact with me. The promise of fit, sexy women was a good one, indeed.
Melanie rolled her eyes, grabbing my arm and dragging me off to wherever Nora was leading us next, Militia chuckling at my put out expression. I wanted to see more of the hot tiger lady!
Next was a sort of desert or savannah enclosure, with a single jutting rock in the centre, upon which laid the next girl, and I'm sure you can start imagining the outfit she was wearing. It was lion themed, tan in colour, and showed off plenty of skin.
"Oh hi Arslan! I didn't know you were working the Zoo today," Nora greeted, causing me to take a second, closer look at the Lion themed girl. Dark skin, blonde hair, same figure. Yeah, it was Arslan.
"Yeah, I'm covering the shift for someone," she explained, approaching the fencing that separated us, leaning her body on it.
"Besides the Zoo, there any other place we should check out?" Melanie asked, tilting her head curiously. Arlsan hummed in thought, tapping her chin in consideration. With a snap of her fingers, she seemed to come to a conclusion.
"If you go 3 floors up, you'll find an art gallery we recently installed. The art's all BDSM themed and real kink based. I don't know if that's your thing or whatever, but you could always take a look," she suggested, Nora giving a gasp of realisation.
"Oh yeah, I know of that! It was just finished so I kind of forgot about it, but it's actually really cool. Some of the paintings and photos are kind of psychedelic looking, with crazy colours and all that. It's really an interesting gallery!" She explained, metaphorically painting a picture of a BDSM art gallery. Once again, it sounded very interesting, much like the Zoo here. Eccentricity seemed to be Ozpin's strong suit.
"Alright, after we have a little peruse around the Zoo, we head to this art gallery of theirs, agreed?" I asked, to which the 3 girls nodded their assent. Flashing them a thumbs up, I turned to Arslan, and thanked her for the suggestion.
"It's no issue. If you have any other questions, just swing back to me. I still got a while left of my shift," she told us, waving us goodbye as we headed to the next enclosure.
For the next hour or so, we roamed through the Zoo, admiring all the different girls with their animal themed outfits. And there was a lot to admire! A wonderfully thick woman with brown hair and a medium complexion in a bear inspired fit; a woman with a lithe frame and athletic form, with skin as dark as coal, who was dressed in a way to bring the image of a panther to the mind.
Though I think my favourite, or second favourite at least, was a pale, black haired girl dressed in green, scaled clothing, who had a real, writhing snake's tail that was as long as she was tall draped across her legs. She had a very dangerous air about her, especially when she smirked, showing a set of sharp canine teeth that hinted at a deadly bite.
God damn.
The girls had their own favourites too!
Melanie's favourite was a deer themed girl, who had a very shy disposition to her, which she apparently found really hot. I could admit, the touch of shyness was cute, and fit with her small frame and cute demeanour.
Militia's favourite was a girl who was dressed like a bird of some kind, a heron I think? It fit, because she was on the thin side, light, with sharp features and a regal look about her. The grey kimono she wore also showed off her long, soft legs. Definitely a heron.
Now Nora's favourite however, was interesting. A girl dressed in shark-like attire, all greys and blue. She seemed a mix between curvy and athletic, and had an aggressive air about her, but in a sexy way. Especially when she promised, or maybe threatened, to fuck us stupid if we dared approach her waters.
It took everything in my power to not dive right in.
"I gotta be real, I had some reservations about it, but the Zoo was interesting!" Militia admitted, receiving a chorus of agreement from Melanie and I.
"Glad you 3 liked it! People are usually a little reserved about it anyways, so don't worry about that," Nora assured us, leading us back to the elevator with a spring in her step, "I'm excited for you to see the art gallery though. I think you'd really like it Mr Eclair! It's like, all artistic and stuff while still being really hot, it's soooo trippy, but fun!"
Well, with an endorsement like that, how could I not look forward to it?
"Think we'd be allowed to take pictures while we're in there? I wanna show all the other girls back at the House," Melanie asked, taking her scroll out of her pocket, a hopeful expression on her face. I sure hope we could, because I think the other girls would really enjoy this art of Ozpin's. Neon especially, she loved that shit.
"Oh yeah, go ahead! There's actually a small kiosk, if you want you can buy a few replica pictures in different sizes! Yah know, for your wallets, or to hang on a wall, or get some polaroid copies if you feel like," Nora explained. Intrigued, we entered the elevator, and Nora pressed the button for the fifth floor, sending us up. The girls talked amongst themselves for a bit, while I just stood in content silence.
Beacon sure was interesting. It had more to it than even I expected! Obviously, being so much bigger, they had more room to get creative, and in a way, more demand for it. Everyone loved strip performances and adult dances, but without pushing a few boundaries or thinking outside the box, it just gets repetitive. We at the House don't have to worry about that because we're so much smaller, and have our own strengths that we are playing at.
Still, I must admit, I was getting a few inspirations as we roamed through the place. Some ideas for themes, or for the practical stuff only Glynda, Grover and I gave a shit about.
The elevator opened, and unlike before, when we entered into a hall, the elevator opened directly into the art gallery, a black reception desk placed to our left, likely where we get those photos of the paintings that Nora mentioned.
It was a pretty large room, not as big as the Zoo or the amphitheatre, but still a considerable size. The walls, floor and ceiling were all white, to help offset the colours and shades of the paintings placed on the wall, with the ever necessary red rope to keep all the people at least 6 feet away from the canvases.
"Ooooo, these are interesting~," Militia commented, saucily smiling as she inspected each painting, very much likely what she was seeing.
Nora smiled, gladdened that we seemed to be enjoying the gallery already.
"Yep! Mr Ozpin commissioned the paintings like, last year I think? From multiple artists as well. There's mostly paintings, but there's a couple statues, and carvings here and there too. I actually haven't been here yet myself, so we're all gonna be experiencing everything for the first time!" Nora explained, clapping her hands in excitement.
Sounded fun!
We followed the wall on our right for now, peering up at the different paintings.
If nothing else, Ozpin had good taste.
The first painting was, of course, a woman, her wrists bound in chains and cuffs, a look of desire and arousal on her painted face. What was interesting however, was the colour composition. The background was an explosion of black, grey, light blue and white, a sharp, stark contrast to the woman herself, who, rather than be painted in normal skin tones, was formed from brilliant shades of red, yellow, orange, and a touch of blue, giving the image of a woman made of fire.
The fascinating stuff only continued from there.
There was a canvas painted in black and white, the side profile of a dark haired woman, her eyes half-lidded, a black eye mask giving her an air of intrigue. Around her neck was a collar, similar to the one Glynda had worn a little while back, with the lead being leather rather than chain, however. It was being tugged on by a force unseen on the canvas, which seemed to elicit an aroused sound from the painted woman, her lips parted in a soft sigh that was unheard by the physical masses.
It really was painted with genuine talent, you had to peer at the canvas with a good deal of concentration to notice the brush strokes, and from a distance it could be mistaken for a photograph.
"Daaaamn. This is like, right up your alley Boss. It's sex and art all wrapped up into one!" Militia commented, and truthfully she wasn't wrong. I like art. I like sex. This gallery technically includes both.
"You getting any inspiration there, Boss? You got that concentrating look on your face," Militia asked. Raising an eyebrow, I asked her if I really did have a concentrating face, to which she nodded emphatically, "Yes, yes you do. You get it whenever you come up with some idea, like when you came up with that neon strip dance for Neon."
Huh. I never knew.
"Maybe, maybe. I think I'm cooking something up, but I'll have to confer with Glynda before we come up with anything solid," I said, eliciting a hum from the Twin's.
"Glynda? Do you mean Glynda Goodwitch?" Nora asked, perking up at the name. When we nodded, she gasped, excited for some reason, "No way! She used to work here! She had decided to leave Beacon just a little while after I was employed though, but I didn't know she was part of your place!"
We nodded, again, already knowing of course that Glynda had worked at Beacon before. Didn't know that Nora knew of her though, that was a surprise.
"Yeah, Glynda's pretty much the mum of our little operation. She's a taskmaster, but we love her anyway, yah know?" Melanie said, Militia nodding in agreement. Indeed, Glynda was stern with the girls and always kept them on a short leash, as it were, but she only did it out of love.
Moving on, we continued to peruse the paintings, 'ooooh'ing and 'aaaaah'ing whenever we came across something we liked.
For instance, there was a perfectly square canvas with a border that went down the middle, both horizontally and vertically, essentially cutting the canvas into 4 squares. In each square, there was a portrait of 4 different women in the deepest throes of ecstasy. And I mean deep! I'm talking running mascara, mouths open in gasps or moans of pleasure, eyes rolling back or dazed from arousal. If you were to go onto the internet, and typed in the words 'fucked stupid' into a porn site, these 4 would show up.
I liked that one, that was a good one!
"So babes, what do you do outside of work?" Militia asked, her and Nora chatting while Melanie and I looked up at a painting. I think this is the first, and likely only time, that either of them would ever be so interested in art.
"Oh, well, let's see. I do a little exercise at the gym once and a while, I hang with Neptune, Sun and Emerald sometimes too. But I like hanging with my bestest friend Ren the most though! He's my roommate too, so it's super cool like that!" Nora said, illustrating a few of her past times and such. The name Ren caught my attention however, as I turned, and posed a question.
"Is this Ren friend of yours on the shorter side, mostly black hair, kinda built like a praying mantis?" I asked. Nora gaped, amazed, before nodding emphatically.
"Oh my god, yes! That's him, when did you meet him?!" She grilled me, grabbing my arm and excitedly bouncing in place. Which, with her exceptionally thick, soft body, was a wonderful sight indeed.
Wait, Franc, focus!
"Well, it's like this; my other co-worker, Yang, has a younger sister named Ruby, who is friends with Ren and another guy named Jaune. Ruby's visited a few times, and has brought Ren and Jaune once or twice. They're not regulars or anything, but I've still met him," I clarified. Nora's eyes widened, a brilliant shine of interest winking in them.
"That's awesome! It's such a small world, isn't it?" She asked, to which the Twin's and I nodded in agreement. It certainly was.
Chattering, we continued to flit from one painting to the other, admiring and commenting on each one. It was at this point that we found our first statue, of sorts.
It was short, no more than 10 inches in height, and made out of pure black stone, or maybe marble of some kind. I couldn't really tell. Anyway, it was of, again, a woman, a voluptuous, curvaceous, full bodied woman, her posture slightly hunched, as she wrapped her arms around her body, her stony demeanour shy. It was pretty, and I considered getting something similar for my office. Maybe a little smaller though.
"Thinking of getting one for yourself, Boss?" Militia asked, apparently reading my mind.
"Yep. A little smaller and a different colour though. Next time I see Ozpin, I'll ask him about it," I figured.
"Might be sooner than you think, Boss," Melanie suddenly interjected, tapping my shoulder and pointing to my left. Indeed, the big man himself was approaching, Ozpin giving me a welcoming smile. As soon as he was near, I offered him a handshake, which he took.
"Good evening Mr Eclair, enjoying the gallery?" He asked me, the 2 of us turning to admire the small statue.
"Very much so. I was actually considering getting some commissions myself, there's some very impressive stuff here," I complimented, his smile becoming self satisfied at the admiration for his gallery.
From the corner of my eye, I could see Melanie, Militia and Nora chatting away, looking at a painting just a few metres away, intent on letting the bosses have their own conversation.
"I'll email a few names to you later today. A few paintings would look lovely for the House, I think," he assured me, the 2 of us slowly moving along from the small statue to another painting, this one the simplest so far, but not at all worse for it. It was of a curvy woman's torso, the edges of the canvas cutting off just before one could see her nipples or her groin, teasing the viewer.
"So tell me, Ozpin, was your being in the gallery at the same time as us a coincidence, or did you just decide to swing by when you saw us on your cameras?" I asked, amusement entering my voice. He refused to answer, but I did see a smile play at the edge of his lips, a very mischievous glint in his brown eyes.
Fine, be mysterious, you cheeky bastard.
"So how have things been for you, Mr Eclair?" He asked me, the both of us trailing behind the girls as they hopped from painting to painting. I shrugged, giving a short hum of consideration.
"Things have been well. Unfortunately my attackers seemed to have gone below ground, and I haven't found them as of yet. Besides that, there's been a Health Inspection, which we thankfully passed," I recounted, the last few weeks coming to mind, and a little phantom pain around my jaw.
He hummed, sympathetic. Whether to my losing my attackers or having to deal with the Health Inspection, I don't know. Possibly both.
"Perhaps you'll be lucky, and find them very randomly one day?" He put forward, to which I shrugged noncommittally. Maybe I would, but I'm not gonna hold out hope in that regard. Vale had millions upon millions of people, many of them shady as shit. Finding 3 guys who didn't want to be found isn't gonna be easy.
"Mr Eclair, Mr Ozpin, c'mere real quick, there's a really good painting you have to see!" Nora enthusiastically interjected, skipping up to us and grabbing our arms, excitedly tugging us along to wherever she wanted us to go. Chuckling, the 2 of us just allowed ourselves to be dragged, Nora's exuberance far too much to refuse.
The painting gallery kept us entertained for a while longer, with Ozpin giving a little narration, shedding light on various canvases, who they were painted by, what it cost, the general inspiration by it, that sort of thing.
Also, when we left, I made damn sure to buy a few souvenirs. A couple wallet sized photos, and a few polaroids to show the girls back at the House, along with whatever photos Melanie and Militia took.
Thanking Ozpin for the experience, the Twin's and I decided that it was about time for us to head off, citing business that needed to be concluded. Well, I had to do the business, the Twin's just wanted to show off their goodies.
"Please come again Mr Eclair, it's refreshing to talk shop with someone as eccentric a mind as me," he offered, to which I gladly nodded, the 2 of us sharing a vigorous handshake.
"I'd be glad to. Also, keep an eye and ear out for my business, I've got a couple ideas brewing around in my noggin, and would be ecstatic to have you visit once I've implemented them." He chuckled, and promised to keep vigilant, only asking that I remain interesting.
I think I can keep that promise.