Dominion: A Tale of Wealth & Power

"Are you lovebirds coming, or what?" Dawn called down the hallway to where Aysa and Michele still stood snuggling outside the den.

"'Lovebirds'!" Michele softly chuckled into Alysa's ear. "I like that!"

So, with a bright smile on her face, Michele led her new lover by the hand to catch up with the chauffeur.
 
As she opened the ground floor master suite's door, Chrissy glanced back to watch Lacy's reaction to the ornate bedroom with its bank of tall windows overlooking the veranda, and the lawn and pool beyond. Lacy's eyes went wide, but obviously focused on something in the room, making her exclaim hoarsely: "Oh my! So sorry to disturb y'all."

Chrissy turned to find Karen, nude on the bed, with her face down between her uncle Ian's thighs, her mouth hovering near his unzipped shorts. Ian instantly hopped off the foot of the bed and stood up. His obvious erection had not yet emerged through his open fly, but bulged out, restrained by the white cotton fabric of his briefs.

"Oh! You're not disturbing us," Ian blushed. "I was just leaving. Please excuse me."

He turned quickly and fled out the french doors, onto the veranda, and out of sight, leaving his naked niece alone with Lacy and Chrissy. The latter did the first thing that came to mind.

"Miss Callingwood, allow me to present my guest, Ms. Lacy Monroe, senior editor from Fine Food magazine." Turning to Lacy, Chrissy finished the introduction. "Ms. Monroe, allow me to introduce Miss Karen Callingwood, who has recently become heir to this manor."
 
“In your lines of work, you have to be good judges of character. So tell me, do you think it’s the money that makes people want to work for me?”

Malcolm shakes his head. "Money only attracts people who desire money. From what I've seen of the people who are here, money is not their concern. I would say it is more your charm than it is anything else. People want to do nice for you, because you seem to treat them like a real person and not simply an object to be held."
 
Chrissy introduced Karen to Lacy as the recent heir to the manor...

" Why I am so pleased to meet you Callingwood. Congratulations, this place is magnificant and all the staff and guests are simply divine ! " Lacy said politely. " Chrissy was just showing me around and it is absolutely gorgeous. "

Lacy looked at Chrissy and added a compliment, " And I declare, you'all are so lucky to have such a beautiful and talented chef. "
 
"I declare," Lacy concluded. "You'all are so lucky to have such a beautiful and talented chef!"

"Although the timing of her tour could have been better," Karen, fully nude, replied as she sat up on the bed and watched her uncle retreating across the lawn toward his apartments above the stables. Then she turned and examined the expression on Chrissy's face. "Oh! It was that kind of tour! Well, since you ladies interrupted my endeavors, what might we do now to pass the time?"
 
Objects of Desire



“People want to do nice for you,” Malcolm suggested, “because you seem to treat them like a real person and not simply an object to be held.”

“Perhaps,” Josephine smiled devilishly. “On the other hand, I’ve had plenty of associates over the years who rather enjoyed it when I objectified them.”


 
ggg

The goddess was right. She has respected him, but also regarded him as a rather interesting project. Half nurse, half mistress. Professor edgeways was panting. Would she hold him again?
 
“Perhaps,” Josephine smiled devilishly. “On the other hand, I’ve had plenty of associates over the years who rather enjoyed it when I objectified them.”

Malcolm laughs at Josephine's statement, "Oh I am quite sure if you objectify someone they most assuredly appreciate it."
 
Object of Hope?



“Oh,” Malcolm laughed. “I am quite sure if you objectify someone they most assuredly appreciate it.”

“Really?” Josephine’s eyes flashed. “It depends on the person. Are you suggesting I should objectify you?”

She casually took a sip of her gin and tonic.

 
"Since you ladies interrupted my endeavors," Karen, sitting naked and now alone on the huge bed, asked with a wanton lilt. "What might we do now to pass the time?"

Rumors of Karen's licentious behavior since her 18th birthday party had already begun to circulate among the manor's staff. Chrissy just wished she had not picked this moment to display her newfound sybaritism. While Chrissy had already established a seductive vibe with Lacy, she did not know exactly how the aristocratic Southern lady might react to too early of an exposure to the household's libertine casualness.

"Well," Chrissy ventured, in a tone that too closely resembled the one she would use on Karen when younger, when she would sneak a cookie or other treat from the kitchen. "Perhaps we should let you get dressed first."
 
I slowly, reluctantly pulled away from Michele. My eyes floated to the side so that my gaze fell upon her gorgeous orbs. My breath was taken away, I don’t think I will ever be able to look upon her and not lose my breath in awe. I’m still not certain where this desire to be with another woman,... Michele, has spawned from, but I hope that I never lose it.

Her words still rang in my ears about us being lovebirds and the fact that she liked being labeled as such. I too felt the warmth in my heart upon hearing someone calling us lovebirds but the major of warmth came from Michele liking it.

I gasped as Michele grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hallway toward the patiently waiting Dawn. I looked to Michele then over to Dawn. “It’s seems like you have my better half’s attention and desire of wanting to get into this choice of costume you have elected to grace us with.” I say with a smile for I loved how happy Michele looked at the moment. “God it’s so wonderful to see you so happy love.” I say to her with a squeeze upon her soft hand.
 

“Really?” Josephine’s eyes flashed. “It depends on the person. Are you suggesting I should objectify you?”


"Truly it would all depend on what you have planned if you were to objectify me." He takes a sip of his own drink, looking at Josephine. "There are some things that simply do not interest me in the slightest."
 
Very Interesting



“There are some things that simply do not interest me in the slightest,” Malcolm avowed.

“Surely,” Josephine snickered. “But are you willing to reveal what does interest you?”

She leaned back, stretched, and rolled her shoulders, parting the front of her robe enough to expose the silky cleavage of her pert, round breasts.

 
“Surely,” Josephine snickered. “But are you willing to reveal what does interest you?”

She leaned back, stretched, and rolled her shoulders, parting the front of her robe enough to expose the silky cleavage of her pert, round breasts.


Malcolm eyes Josephine's cleavage as she leans back. The robe revealing enough of her body as she stretches. "What interests me is when a girl gets on her knees, looks up at me ever so innocent like, whispering, "I've never done this" before taking all of my cock into her mouth."
 
"What interests me," Malcolm replied to Josephine's tease, "is when a girl gets on her knees, looks up at me ever so innocent-like, whispering, 'I've never done this' before taking all of my cock into her mouth."

"In this house?" Mary chuckled. "Don't hold your breath. I mean... I mean no disrespect to Josephine, but on these premises, you'll have trouble finding that sort of innocence or inexperience!"
 
Sweet Innocence



“I mean no disrespect to Josephine,” Mary told Malcolm. “But on these premises, you’ll have trouble finding that sort of innocence or inexperience!”

“No offense taken,” Josephine assured Mary. “But you need to learn that ‘innocence’ is a state of mind. All women retain a bit of their naive virginity for their entire lives.”

Saying that, Josephine sat up on the edge of her stool, clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and leaned forward with her lips parted slightly as she stared in enchantment at Malcolm. Her eyes grew big and round and her voice rose in pitch and lilt. “Gee, Mr. Erickson! I think everything you’re gonna do for me is really neat! I don’t know how I’ll ever show you my appreciation!”

Giggling like a schoolgirl, Josephine tilted her head to one side and sighed as she gazed devotedly into Malcolm's eyes.

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Lacy observed the exchange between Chrissy and the young heir Karen with interest. Karen seemed to be put out with the sudden interruption and expected to be entertained. Chrissy handled the situation with finesse suggesting that she get dressed. Lacy did remain silent hoping that she and Chrissy could find somewhere private and be alone together. Not that she was a prude but perhaps later she wouldn't mind getting to know the guests or staff better...
 
Ffff

Dr edgeways, would love to get anybody to know him. He had stayed in the background. But the empress in her own screwy way, was fond of him. Perhaps this newcomer would allow him to feel relief. He wheeled into the kitchen
 
Malcolm was about to respond to Mary, when the lovely Jospehine illustrated what he was meaning. She looked so innocent, but he knew that innocence came with a lot of experience. He could simply nod for a second, before finally regaining his composer. "Oh yes, exactly like that." Smiling at the lusty women, he kept his eyes locked with her, "Just like that."
 
Well, Not Before with Malcolm, That Is



“Oh yes, exactly like that!” Malcolm responded to Josephine’s innocent schoolgirl demeanor. Meeting her fawning gaze, he smiled. “Just like that.”

Josephine jumped down from her stool, skipped around the bar, and knelt next to Malcolm. On her knees, with her hips and back straight, she swivelled his seat so that it faced her. This brought his hips level with her face. She looked up at him with big round eyes and, maintaining the virginal lilt to her voice, she whispered. “‘
I’ve never done this before....’”

 
"God!" Alysa smiled at Michele. "It's so wonderful to see you so happy love."

"That's because I think you'll be happier now that you're willing to get involved here," Michele told her. Then she turned to Dawn. "So lets go find the guy from the costume shop and make that happen!"
 
"Perhaps we should let you get dressed first," Chrissy scolded Karen.

"Really?" Karen pouted. She'd had a crush on the petite chef for years and, now that she'd turned eighteen, wanted to act on those feelings. That a second woman whom Chrissy obviously found sexy, and for good reason, could join in only increased Karen's excitement.

"That's no fun," Karen added, aching her back to emphasize the firm shapeliness of her young, athletic body. "Anyway, I'm still betting you ladies came here planning to undress, so why should I be different?"
 
Malcolm smiled as he watched Josephine move over towards him, turning his chair as she knelt before him. His hand gently caressed her cheek as he smiled at the so "innocent" girl before him. His hand then slides through Josephine's hair as she whispers to her, "You are doing just fine, why don't you pull my pants down now."
 
Eager Pupil



“You are doing just fine,” Malcolm responded to Josephine’s innocent schoolgirl demeanor. Meeting her fawning gaze, he smiled. “Why don’t you pull my pants down now?”

Middle-aged Josephine did so with youthful exuberance. Catching his briefs with her index fingers so that they came off with his slacks, she set them both aside and stared with apparent awe at the erection rising over Malcolm’s lap.

“Wow, Mr. Erickson... it’s so big!” she giggled shyly, then licked her lips. “What am I supposed to do now?”

 
Gg

Samuel Edgeways knew what the Goddess would do. She had held him under the shower once. She clinically cured him. He would have traded his phd to be put to bed by her.
 
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