#thechamber

[daletraeng]

Lyrics for the song “The Chamber” by The Last Shadow Puppets

[queermequeeryou]

chapter 2

[MUSIC]

Next morning at work Dalida needed to drink two coffees before she finally got more energy. Last night she did not managed to sleep much as Mahnaz kept her busy and invested. She was deeply in thoughts smoking a cbd joint when she heard a knock on the door. It was her assistant Bianca.

“Sorry for interrupting, miss Jefferson. I have somebody on the phone telling me it’s urgent and they call probably the tenth time today despite me telling them it’s advised to book a meeting with you through me”.

Dalida finished her cigarette and left the remainings in the glass ashtray she always kept on her old, wooden desk.

“No worries. Just pass me the talk, please. Thank you, Bianca” Dalida turned on the speaker on her landline phone. “Jefferson from Jefferson Suits, hello. How can I assist you?”

Some light breathing was heard on Dalida’s side. Then, a strong, feminine voice coughed shortly.

“It’s  Pastora Galvano Porter. John James Porter is my husband. I’m calling about the suit for him. I need to order it for a present. I have all the measurements and my expectations written. When could we discuss it further?” voice was very sharp and demanding.

Woman on the phone had a Latino accent and also her first name suggested that she was not American. Seemed to be very rude and not open for much negotations indeed.

“Unfortunately, I’m not able to give you the answer for this. I have to ask my assistant who has my schedule..”

Dalida could not continue though because Pastora broke in.

“Miss Jefferson, do you know who is John James Porter? I don’t need you to check anything. We have to meet today.” at first Dalida did not want to continue speaking but after some time she realized she actually has some time in the evening so what harm could a litle late homecoming do?

“Mrs. Porter, I have time at 9pm this evening. Would that work for you?”

There was a longer pause on the other side of the phone.

“Fine. Please, come over to my apartment. I will send the details to your assistant”.

“See you” Dalida finished the call abruptedly but there was nothing more to say.

She asked Bianca for a glass of water and lit another cigarette.

                                                          ~*~

New York in the summer was always a nightmare. Little hell on Earth. During the day it was hard to move faster then 2km per hour. Dalida was thankful for the help of her driver even though she loved to drive. It was a late afternoon, almost evening and Dalida was trying to get home to change, spend some time with Mahnaz and go for the meeting with Pastora afterwards. Jefferson felt her mobile vibrating in the pocket. It was her partner.

“Love, I can’t wait to tell you. The video I recorded with my group of students... do you remember it? I’m so excited... can you imagine Rihana texted me on Instagram and she said she wants to collaborate? At first I thought it’s just... you know. One message. Lowkey. But she asked me for my phone number and I was called by her agent. Rihanna wants me to direct the choreography for her new video and also she wants me to dance in it” Mahnaz was beyond excited.

Dalida was very proud. Her woman made a very long way. She could not wait to celebrate with her.

“Baby, I’m so proud of you. We will celebrate tonight. I will bring your favorite wine, we’re gonna stay up late, you’re gonna tell me all about that call from Rihanna and then, I’m gonna make love to you all night. How about that?”

Mahnaz laughed on the other side of the phone.

“It was not from Rihanna but her agent. And you have work tomorrow”

Dalida was not letting her win.

“Same thing. Yes, I have work but I’m my boss and I don’t care if I will go there with no sleep at all. I care about you and it’s all that matters”.

“You are crazy, Dalida Jefferson”

                                                         ~*~

Two hours have passed and Dalida was still on the highway, furious and tired. It was already 8pm. There was no option to get home before meeting with Pastora. She planned to spend few hours with Mahnaz, change clothes and go there for half an hour or so and then, get back to the celebrations. 

“Tobey, could you please just leave the highway and can we go straightly to my meeting?”

Next highway exit, they managed to get back to the city. On the way to Porter mansion, they even managed to stop by at the gas station. Tobey filled the car up with gasoline and Dalida changed her clothes in the toilet. She chose a satin navy suit, a plain white t-shirt and buckled loafers. She finished it all up with a dust of “Oud Wood”.  She brushed her hair with a basic black comb. She was ready.

Porter’s mansion was really as huge as they said. The house was very impressive. It was from Victorian era, mostly white but with many beautiful, breath-taking bas-reliefs and arches. Dalida was let in by the butler who showed her the way to the garden. Here she was, Pastora Galvano Porter.

First thing Dalida recognized when she was approaching Pastora was the strong, scent of her perufmes. Bergamot, jasmin, vetiver, musk, vanilla, patchouli. Jefferson immediately knew what it was. Chanel no 5. She was quite surprised because she has not smelled it for years. It reminded her of hot summer nights in Italy she spent with some elegant dame she used to be casually dating more than ten years ago. The other thing Dalida recognized was her strong attitude. The energy she was giving was uncanny. Pastora seemed to be the type that does not take “no” for an answer and will make you do whatever you want. It was a great contrast with Dalida’s lowkey mood she presented all the time. 

“Ms Jefferson. We’re meeting finally. Coffee, water, maybe something stronger?” Pastora accented the last word by squishing harder Dalida’s hand she shaked.

“Water, thank you” 

Pastora mirrored her unaudibly than crossed her legs. She adjusted her short pencil skirt and realized Dalida was looking at that part of her body. 

“These are the sketches. It’s what I want” said Pastora giving her a brief, satisfactory smile.

Dalida coughed and glanced through the drawings.

“What about the material? Any hints or wishes?

Pastora stood up and walked towards Dalida. Then, she bent down filling whole view Jefferson had with her cleavage and touched the jacket. After this, she put her hand on Dalida’s leg and moved it from her knee to the stomach. Then, she stood up and went back to her chair.

“I want this exact same material”.

Dalida took a big sip of water. She did not expect Pastora will be flirting with her. More importantly, Jefferson couldn’t help but enjoy the hell out of it. She felt this certain something in her underbelly. It was something she used to have only for her woman, her partner. Mahnaz. For years. It was not a good sign. 

“I want us to go inside so I can show you what suits my husband normally wears. Shall we?”

When they climbed upstairs to the wardrobe/dressing room, Pastora told her to sit down, made her a drink and just like that, she took off her jacket and blouse and stood there in her bra and skirt. Dalida was glancing at her quite surprised. Finally, Pastora took a jacket from the hanger and put it on. She looked very strange in her husband’s clothing. She turned around with an unbuttoned jacket showing everything and smiled.

“This is his jacket” she explained and smiled. “I will show you the material”.

Pastora approached Dalida and bent down, make her touch the jacket. Jefferson felt the rush of heat inside but it was real hard when Pastora just unzipped her pants. She massaged the certain part for a while, then kissed Dalida passionately and whispered into her ear: stand up, sweetie.

She did so and took her pants as well as the clothing she wore underneath them. Pastora pushed her back to the chair. Then, Pastora performed a fellatio, fucking good fellatio that made Dalida cum very quickly. Pastora took a tissue and cleaned her mouth. Then she stood up from her knees and Dalida made her sit instead. Pastora smiled very satisfied. Dalida used her hands to massage her clitoris passionately. That made Porter breath heavily and moan. When she finished, she had an ejaculation. It was deep, strong, seemed to be quick but in reality took a long time.

Finally, Pastora picked up her clothes.

“Thank you. I’m waiting for the suit for my husband. You know the way out. It was a pleasure to meet you, Ms Jefferson” and just like that, she left the room.

Dalida was terrified, she did not know how this could happen. She went directly to the car where Tobey was waiting longer than it was expected and told him to get back home.

                                                                 ~*~ 

When she got home she saw wine bottle she sent for Mahnaz, all the food the woman prepared - everything prepared and left. There was a note as well: “I’m sorry Love, but I was exhausted. We will celebrate tomorrow. Love you”.

Dalida took the wine bottle and went to her office room. 

[marypicken]

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Here’s a mini comic from the same world as “The Chamber”...

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[queermequeeryou]

chapter 1

[MUSIC]

Dalida was never completely satisfied. She always aimed to reach the highest goal possible and yet when she fell, she was able to stand up and fight even harder. This was one of her traits she appreciated the most - strength. Despite all the fears, anxieties and doubts she happened to have at some point, she was never giving up. Not her. Because she loved life and she wanted to enjoy it as much as possible. One of the things that was satisfying and motivating for her the most was the success. However, that bastard was addictive as fuck as she used to describe it. She always kept it lowkey. One more award for the best tailor in the city - no big deal, another designer using her work on the catwalk - appreciate it, thanks, let’s move on. This was her. An introvert with a big heart who always turnt into a dancing crazy motherfucker when she drank few beers and hit the dancefloor. 

She always started her day at 5.00 am. First thing in the morning, she hit the gym and worked out for an hour or so. Afterwards, she sipped a smoothie made by her assistant on the way to the office. Around 6.30 the boss was at work drinking her first black coffee of the day and smoking a delicious cigarette. She was trying to decrease the amount of nicotine. Her other assistant was reporting everything that had to be done, she was listening carefully and planning the day out. Usually, around midday Dalida was heading to the workroom. She always made a mandatory small talk with her workers. They were never into haute couture so the company was hiring only eight tailors. After few minutes, she headed to her box where she could stay for hours sewing and measuring. The reason why she created and owned the company with suits was because she was passionate about sewing in a first place. Therefore, she never imagined being an owner who does not know the craft. She was a perfectionist. She could stay in the workroom till the very late hours and was very often the one closing it afterwards. She was not a celebrity, success-story-based-person enjoying her capitalistic life. She was a hard worker from the very beginning and it remained the same even after her breakthrough.

Her wardrobe was very simple. Few all-black t-shirts, one white, one gray,  many socks, few simple underpants (she never wore bras and as she had not a lot going on in that area she was relieved and happy to not be forced to do so). Of course the main part of her clothing collection were her suits. All of them made by her except one Versace men suit she was given by Donatella during last year’s NY Fashion Week in fall. She owned about thirty suits. They were also monochromatic, no bright colors as she did not like them. Close to the wardrobe, there were also here shoes. Loafers with different patterns, some with a little extra belt, some of them just plain. She did not own anything made from natural leather, everything was as eco as possible as she believed she should held her responsibility for the Earth’s well-being. She also had nubuck shoes for less casual looks. She owned a pair of white sneakers and black heavy boots looking like just brought from the army as well. For perfumes, she loved the classic, cedar or tobacco smell. Her favorite one she repurchased over and over - Tom Ford’s “Oud Wood”. If she wanted to change something, she also had Gucci “Guilty” and Guerlain’s “Vetiver” on her shelves. Another important thing were ties. She did not like bows but ties - she paid a lot of attention to details, fabrics and how it was embroidered.

After a long, hard day today she just came back home and poured herself a glass of jack. took off her jacket and sit for a moment to smoke in peace. It was almost 10pm. Her girlfriend was not yet back. She also worked late and hard as a professional dancer and choreographer. A nice, calm night, everything dark. She embraced the moment breathing out the smoke like it was an asmr video.

Moment passed and she looked down at the street. She saw her girlfriend Mahnaz in a street lamp light. She wore that beautiful big hat. Mahnaz was accompanied by a person in a red dress. Few minutes later they were both upstairs; Dalida heard a key opening the door.

“Hi, What’s up?” started Mahnaz and immediately took off her high heels. “My feet are dying.

It looked like she forgot about it but after a moment Mahnaz reached Dalida and kissed her briefly.

“Oh, this is my student Samanta Galvano Porter” Mahnaz pointed at the woman in a red dress. “I promised her to give a CD with some salsa music, no idea who’s the musician, it’s a compilation that I think will work perfectly for her next gig. Please, give me a second, I’ll bring it”.

Was Dalida surprised? Well, Mahnaz has never brought any students to their house. Was Dalida jealous? Frankly, not. She trusted her.

“You have a big, beautiful place” seemed like the girl was into having a conversation.

“Oh, yeah. It was planned to the very details so, we are glad, the effect is what we wanted”

The girl looked intensively into Dalida’s eyes until the point she felt uncomfortable.

“Oh, sorry” said Samanta giving an impression like she just woke up from a short freeze. “Are you Dalida Jefferson, the owner of this famous suits company?”

Dalida did not know how to react so she just nodded.

“Sorry, I didn’t know. My ex-boyfriend always dreamt of a suit by you” Samanta turnt red immediately because she felt the situation being awkward.

The young woman smelt like fresh oranges and some flowers. Could be wearing Marc Jacob’s “Daisy”. Dalida looked at her dress; she looked stunning. It was hard to tell if Samanta was not flirting.

“Maybe you will get back together and then, you can give us a call so you can get a suit with a special discount. Here’s my card” Dalida immediately regretted it but she wanted to show that it is just to be polite and friendly towards her partner’s student.

Samanta smiled in a very sweet way. It was flirting. Now, Dalida regretted giving the number even more.

“Well, we won’t get back together like ever but I’ll take the card anyways. I’m sure my father will like to have your suit” she grabbed it quickly and pretending it was accidental, she touched her hand and squizzed it.

Dalida turned back to the room.

“Love, do you need help?” she shouted towards their music room.

“No, I just found it. Sorry it took me so long. Samanta, here you are. You can train with this. I bet it’s gona be a blast” Mahnaz was very excited about her student’s performance.

Samanta took the CD and put it in her purse.

“Thank you very much, Ms. Nove. I’ll do my best” she took a quick glance at her phone screen. “I gotta go, my uber is downstairs. See you next time”.

The last sentence, she started towards her teacher but she changed her aim. Mahnaz did not realized it but Samanta winked to Dalida.

*

“What a day! I’m glad it’s finally over” Mahnaz seemed very tired. “But you know what, she has a great talent and I try my best to get what she has out. I believe this music will help her”

Dalida embraced her.

“You’re a real scholar, love. I admire your dedication. After hours? Oh gods, who does that? You’re a real deal” Dalida shaked her head and kissed Mahnaz.

“I’m a real deal for you or as a teacher only?” she asked her perversely.

Dalida kissed her again.

“I love you” they kissed passionately.

Mahnaz stopped her to get undressed.

“I’m really tired. Would you like to help me with the shower?” Mahnaz smiled and went straight to the bathroom.

Dalida shaked her head and followed Mahnaz’s lead.

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Number Thirteen:

The Chamber in Prague, Emperor’s Secret

another challenging room by these guys with good decorations and story!

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