Dominion: A Tale of Wealth & Power

"Please, Uncle Ian," Karen whispered sweetly as she traced one finger softly down the front of his shirt. "Make love to me here."

Then, quickly pulling away from his grasp, she bounded onto the huge bed, rolled onto her right side, and drew up her left leg demurely. "I don't want to wait any longer!"
 
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Professor Edgeways, moaned. She was so beautiful. Her legs flexed, He would never be able to do that again. His body didn’t distress him, though. The fact he might not have any relief was troublesome.
 
Karen unexpectedly pulled away from Ian, bounded onto the huge bed, rolled onto her right side, and, already nude, drew up her left leg demurely. "I don't want to wait any longer!"

Ian noted his niece's lovely face, long blonde hair, and firm, nubile body but, irritated by her actions, found with relief that her appearance had limited effect on him. It crossed his mind that when she seduced him the previous evening, Samantha's presence had aroused him originally. If he could not perform when alone with Karen, then he might find his way out of this dilemma after all.

He climbed onto the foot of the bed and sat cross-legged, making no move to disrobe. He smiled kindly as he spoke. "I don't think I'll be able to do this."
 
“Home invasion,” Josephine replied immediately.

Malcolm watched as Josephine poured herself a drink and then started singing. He tried to recall Clockwork Orange, but it had been years since he had seen the movie. "It has been awhile," he said, not completely getting the reference.

Malcolm took a sip of his drink. "That is an understandable fear. A rich, attractive woman like you, your luscious heiress. Some organizations might see you as easy prey. Or some stupid people."

Taking another drink, Malcolm began to think how he might go about kidnapping her. It made it easier to decide how to make sure it can't happen. He might come through the woods during the night. A small assault team would do that easily. "Feel free to dismiss any idea as not what you want, there are many ways to get to where you want to be. Without infringing on any nude sunbathing you might want to do." Malcolm winks at her for that last comment.

"We could easily do cameras along the grounds that only work when something passes by them. Useful most during the night, we make them infrared and what not. You get alert, see what it is on your phone and if it is something bad, you sneak into your panic room."
 
Yaa

Samuel was so grateful that wise sage was there. The empress scorned scum as unworthy of her attention. She needed help
 
"I do declare, Ms. Schuster," Lacy replied after regaining her breath. "I can think of a dozen or more 'positions' I would love to see you posed in."

"Well, Ms. Monroe," Chrissy smiled, her confidence bolstered by Lacy's flirtation and the manor's wine. "We have some time before dinner. Would you like to photograph me here in the kitchen, or some place where we won't be disturbed?"
 
" Well Ms. Monroe...we have some time before dinner. Would you like to photograph me here in the kitchen or some place where we won't be disturbed ? "

Lacy bit her lip in indecision for a brief moment. Although it would be more professional to shoot in the kitchen in her natural element, Lacy couldn't resist the offer to take the photos in a private more intimate setting, besides they weren't under any deadline.

" Why I do prefer to do it in someplace where we won't be distracted...at least the first time. " Lacy suggested, trying not to blush. " Do you have a certain place in mind ? "
 
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“We could easily do cameras along the grounds that only work when something passes by them,” Malcolm explained. “Useful most during the night, we make them infrared and what not. You get alert, see what it is on your phone and, if it is something bad, you sneak into your panic room.”

“I don’t like the idea of possibly spying on my guests,” Josephine replied gravely. “And I don’t have a ‘panic room.’ I built this place before such things became fashionable.”

She thought a moment. “The only room suitable for such a thing is used for another purpose already. You know which one I mean, Mary...
behind the basement stairs. Of course, if we hid in there, we wouldn’t get bored while we waited for things to quiet down.”

She winked at Mary and took a deep gulp of her drink.


 
"You know which one I mean, Mary... behind the basement stairs," Josephine reminded her with a wink. "Of course, if we hid in there, we wouldn't get bored while we waited for things to quiet down."

"True," Mary chuckled lowly, remembering an earlier visit to this manor when Josephine used her for hours of excruciating ecstasy in that bondage dungeon. "On the other hand, it's not the best place to keep quiet."

Mary looked at the ice sparkling in her gin and tonic and decided to raise an issue about which peace officers such as her remain circumspect, even with the most responsible of citizens. "Josephine, have you ever considered arming yourself?"
 
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She wouldn’t admit it, but the empress head been trained in all matter of self defense.
Her legs, were strong and could crush a can of beer
 
"Do you have a certain place in mind?" Lacy asked after Chrissy suggested she might prefer to pose for her somewhere more private.

"In fact, Ms. Monroe, I do," Chrissy replied and, now emboldened by the wine and Lacy's enthusiasm, offered her hand to lead the way.
 
My heart pounded within my chest as I looked up Michele. This woman whom seemed to direction and sense to my new fucked up world has captured my heart to an undetermined horizon, but her open and nonrestrictive lifestyle is unique, but shameful!? I don’t know? I guess I just feel lost or uncertain of myself for I have been drawn into this unique lifestyle and forced into a world that is so strange to me right now. The past twelve hours of me being here seems like a lifetime has passed by. I have found myself in a position that I’ve never thought I would be in nor experience. I’ve found myself falling hard for a woman that has rocked my world in this short time span of knowing her. Do I give up the life that I have been training for sense getting out of high school? Even with it’s dark past … I shiver as the images and sounds return from that night, the horror, the agencies procedure of trying to make you forget those that have fallen.

So Alysa! Do you go back to that lifestyle where you have to watch your every move, sleep with one eye open and fear that any moment you or your comrades can be killed, or do you accept this lifestyle that no one has died from? The rape wasn’t really that bad, just degrading, but that was better than what happened over there for I’m still alive. I have found a friend? A lover? And offered a job that I don’t have to worry if I’m going to die from a mistake, maybe get a little punishment but that’s it. Alysa you’ve been sooo stupid!

I take in a deep breath and allow the exhale to flow over my parted lips. “I’ve been so fucked up since I left Germany Michele that I have no idea who I am anymore. But maybe I can use this darkness to emerge into something different than what I was, use my training to help around here. To be with you and umm … the others.” I say with a new determination. “I will stay and not ask you to change nor to say anything to anyone. I will submit to this lifestyle as of now.”I say with a determined look.
 
The Right to Bear Arms



“Josephine,” Mary’s voice turned serious. “Have you ever considered arming yourself?”

Josephine blinked, then a sly smile grew on her lovely face. “Do you mean like the Walther PPK I keep in my purse? And, yes, I have my CCL. Personally, I like German firearms. That is why I also keep an HK P30L in my office desk and a Walther PPS M2 LASER in my night stand. Ian keeps my rifles and shotguns in a safe above the stables.”

Pouring a second round of drinks, she looked at Mary with a slight blush. “I know I should have probably mentioned this to you before, Deputy Green, but my family history and personal philosophy makes it natural for me to not readily share such information with the local constabulary.”


 
"I will submit to this lifestyle as of now," Alysa declares, setting her jaw not against Michele or Josephine, but against her own prior reluctance.

"Oh, my Darling!" Michele exclaims as she hugs Alysa then leans back to gaze upon her face. Tears of joy spill from Michele's big hazel eyes. "I promise you, if you allow yourself, you'll find the secure contentment I know you need... that you seek. I'll make sure of it. I love you so much!"

She kisses Alysa with impassioned enthusiasm.
 
I close my eyes when I felt Michele’s body pressed up against mine. I held her not like a lust driving fiend, but someone whom was in love with the one in their arms. I soaked in her firmness, inhaled and held in her scent as if I was trying to absorb it into my mind. My hands slowly rubbed over her flesh as my fingers caressed it. “Michele.” I whispered before she leaned back and away from me.

My eyes watered up upon seeing the small streams of happy joy tears that slid down her soft cheeks. I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat as I listened to the word she told me. My head nodded in an understanding fashion. “Yes love, I know you will but there is one thing I want you to know. I am content when we are together. I lose sight of all around except you. I get tunnel vision!” I giggle as the happiness bubbles up and it feel good. “Michele, I love you too. More than I can put into words.” I lower my forehead to hers and just soak in the moment.
 
Dawn came across Michele and Alysa during a sweet, romantic moment. They looked so in love standing there, their arms around each other, foreheads touching. Dawn had yet to find someone for whom she felt like that. She also wondered how Josephine would feel about her "Pusscake" falling in love with another woman. Dawn figured it could only work to the advantage of herself and the other female staff.

In any even, she had sought out this cute couple for a different purpose. She cleared her throat. "Excuse me, you two, but I'm looking to dress in a Three Musketeers theme for the party tonight, and Josephine suggested you could round out the group. Would you like to be Athos and Porthos to my Aramis?"
 
"I don't think I'll be able to do this," Ian said with a smile, sitting fully clothed, cross-legged, on the foot of the bed.

"You had no problem last night," Karen replied as she crawled toward him, moving her nude body like a hypnotic snake. She reached forward and started to unzip his shorts.
 
"I know I should have probably mentioned this to you before, Deputy Green," Josephine told Mary regarding the various handguns she had hidden in key areas of her mansion. "But my family history and personal philosophy makes it natural for me to not readily share such information with the local constabulary."

"I understand," Mary replied. "I'm just glad you now view me as something more than a meddling cop. As to turning your special room behind the stairs into a panic room, I don't think that works for a number of reasons. It has two door, for instance."

Mary let her mind tour the areas of the house with which she had some familiarity and hit on an idea. "What about the closet under those stairs. I think right now you just keep some spare pool cues and ping-pong paddles in it. That might work, don't you think, Malcolm?"
 
"You had no problem last night," Karen replied as she crawled toward him across the huge bed. Her undulating body, and her fingers unzipping his fly, did cause Ian's manhood to tingle and stir slightly within his tight briefs.

"Samantha was there," Ian reminded her as he gently pushed her hand away from his zipper. "She already had me... um... in the right mood. You're my niece. I raised you. I won't react the same to just you. Besides, I'm old. It does not happen that easily any more."
 
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Professor edgeways paced back and forth. "Would he ever be loved?" Karen was beyond beautiful.
He wheeled forward, watching wondering.
 
"Michele," Alysa whispered as she gently pressed her forehead to that of her new lover. "I love you too. More than I can put into words."

Before Michele could reply, the chauffeur Dawn stepped up and spoke. "Excuse me, you two, but I'm looking to dress in a Three Musketeers theme for the party tonight, and Josephine suggested you could round out the group. Would you like to be Athos and Porthos to my Aramis?"

Michele tightened her hug around Alysa and spoke softly. "What do you think, Darling? Attending the party tonight in a group might be the easiest way to get more comfortable around the other denizens of this crazy home."
 
Lacy took Chrissy's hand prepared to follow her anywhere she wanted to go for some privacy. Yes it was all so sudden but Lacy had felt an instant attraction to the pretty female chef upon first sight. Wicked images of Chrissy posing for her while they were alone together ran through her mind...

And Lacy had a feeling she was in an adult playground, the place was so big and beautiful...

" Where exactly are we going ? " Lacy whispered, full of eager excitement.
 
Mary let her mind tour the areas of the house with which she had some familiarity and hit on an idea. "What about the closet under those stairs. I think right now you just keep some spare pool cues and ping-pong paddles in it. That might work, don't you think, Malcolm?"

"Oh yes, in truth it shouldn't be difficult to change any room into a panic room. An extra guest room perhaps. Do some redecorating, no one will be the wiser of what has happened. You might be surprised to realize how many panic rooms are added after the fact in houses."

He was impressed by the array of weapons that Josephine had around the house for her own protection. It did make her a strong lady, one he figured was already capable of protecting herself.

"Now to protect from invasion from the forest, how do you feel about bear traps?" Malcolm considered and then rejected hisidea immediately. "Might be too bloody, the ropes to to tree would be better. A person steps in one, it grabs his foot and he goes swinging upside in the trees. This way in case it happens to a guest, there is no maiming, but perhaps some fun could be had first." He winks at Josephine at that comment.

Malcolm took a sip of his second drink now, again he was impressed by the deputy, she did know her stuff.
 
I was lost in the moment still absorbing all of the radiating love that was coming from Michele. The thoughts of the past now gone, my heart and soul is to push forward and become something that Michele wants to keep around and one that the lady of the house wont get tired of her troublesome doings and ban her to the pool house or something worse.

My basking in the glow of the moment ended when Josephine’s driver walked up and cleared her throat. I lightly pulled her away from Michele’s forehead and looked over to the woman. I bit my lip for I feared that Josephine was calling for them to report since it’s been sometime that Michele has made her presents to the lady.

Upon the completion of the woman’s statement the queasiness that was rumbling in my stomach came to a subtle end. I took in a deep breath and let it out slowly over my lips. It will take me sometime to get over the butterfly feeling in my stomach when I her that woman’s name, but it will happen.

I could only smile when Michele arms tightened around my waist. God I love this woman so much. I feel as if I’m under the shading effects of a huge weeping willow tree where I’m lying in an over sized hammock on a breezy summer night. A feeling that I can handle for the rest of my life.

I look into Michele’s gleaming orbs. “Damn your beautiful!” I say before focusing upon what she said to me. With a slight shake of my head. “Yes of course love. You know what needs to be done.” Turning toward the woman. ‘Yes we would love to be your Athos and Porthos.” I look back at Michele with a serous look upon my face. “I love you.. Shall we go downstairs and make our presence known?”
 
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