With each commission or collaboration she made intellectually rigorous, politicised yet accessible works that reached large audiences. She went on to produce work in theatre and opera, including the multimedia opera Elephant and Castle (2007) in collaboration with the composer Tansy Davies (and libretto by Blake Morrison), for the Aldeburgh festival, and Dead Wedding, a remaking of the Orpheus myth with puppetry, commissioned by Opera North for the 2007 Manchester international festival.įor the Sydney festival in 2015, she created the installation Inside There Falls, a vast, rustling paper maze providing an immersive experience of music, voice and dance, and in 2017 she composed scores for Royal Shakespeare Company productions of Julius Caesar and Coriolanus. What do you think? This is somewhere around 6 months or so into their relationship.īoth OC's, Isabella and Mira, are over 18.Nunu – for which Calix used the sounds of insects both recorded and live on stage as part of the performance – was her first commissioned piece for orchestra. Especially after so long away.Īaand end to the mini story.
There was never just one moment in heaven with Isabella. Only then would Isabella take the final prize in this private game. Seducing her to a complacent and obedient state. But here she was, completely enraptured by a lithe violet eyed beauty who was kissing every inch of her. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined enjoying the position of a Pet in Noble society. Mira’s train of thought faded like smoke in the wind. It was as if it were an apology for leaving her behind. When Isabella returned from a long stay away, this is what she would do.
Mira moaned a helpless reply in acknowledgement. Her mistress placed Mira’s hands above her head against the cool marble. “Not yet.” Isabella breathed, continuing her loving assault. Mira wanted revenge and tried to grope the set of supple breasts hanging above her. Within a fortnight of regular sex her mistress had found what buttons to push to send Mira over the edge and “Aah!” Mira squeaked, a swirling tongue and nibbles on her breasts was one of them. Isabella, however, would have none of it. So she learned to to mute her vocal ecstasy. Years of self pleasure in a watchful household was dangerous business.
Manicured hands found her free breasts to rub and tease, making Mira moan quietly between kisses. Never breaking the kiss, bent the girl backwards. Thankfully her mistress desired her just as much, if not more. And she hadn’t even gotten into the heated pool yet. This clever play and the hot kisses she received did quick work on the young woman’s body, her thin underwear already turning a slightly darker shade. Isabella pulled her closer, Mira’s bare chest met her mistress’s well endowed figure. Mira leaned forward and kissed rose colored lips. Due to Mira’s severe claustrophobia, space travel as it was currently was dangerous to her health as it required Nobles and common folk alike to sleep in Cryo Stasis for the journey.
Weeks had gone by while the lady of the household had made a tour of neiboring planet’s on government business. Already a pleasant warmth was forming in her loins by the mere proximity of her mistress. It was almost a subconscious admission of subordination to the natural dominance the blonde woman exuded. At the same time, Mira never knew how she always managed to do it, Isabella had positioned her self between her legs. "Come down." The older woman asked, taking Mira's hand in her own to guide her to sit on the edge. Swimming closer Mira mirrored the movement by walking to the edge. The light from the water illuminated the walls and a tall blond woman. Mira inhaled the scent of Geranium and clary sage on the moist air. She took her outerwear off at the entrance and quietly walked along the marble floor. She thanked her and made her way into the dark room. The raven haired young woman saw a familiar face, one of the massage therapists, who pointed Mira towards one of the more secluded heated pools. Having a place to wind down was essential. The life of a Noble was luxurious, but rarely allowed time to rest. The East Wing's entire lower floor was dedicated to relaxation. Sequel image to: When Mira arrived at the spa in the lower levels she first had trouble locating her Mistress.