Murder at Hillside Manor..IC

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Nestled on the edge of the jagged cliffs in a city on the Eastern coast lies Hillside Manor. Dating back hundreds of years,handed down from generation to generation of a family of psychotic family. Husbands,brothers,wives,mothers,sister..etc mad and filled with a hatred for anything living. A Manor steeped in local news and history,dark and deadly events have occured for longer than most town historians could retell. Events that local officials could not or didnt want to prove,avoiding the Manor at all costs.

The present owner known by many names,choosing this night to simply be called Angel. Relaxed on the large chair by the roaring fireplace as the comng winter air threatened to fill the room. Eyes staring off into the flames as her thoughts went to the guest soon to arrive. A guest hand picked by herself to visit,to feed her need for killing. A guest who had no idea that their fate was sealed when they accepted the invitation to come to the Manor.

Four floors made up the Manor,the main floor,the two upper floors that held many bedrooms and other rooms,then the basement and sub basement each room holding secrets of events long past and those yet too come. So sit back,settle in. Watch as those who enter meet different fates,fates already sealed. The hand of fate and death looms for those who enter,none have left once they had arrived. Ghosts and whispers of those departed before float around the halls and corners,waiting to add others to their growing numbers.
 
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Angel let her eyes move down to a copy of an invitation she had sent out a couple days prior. Her newest visitor had been choosen from a random scan of the internet. A surfer from the local beachfront..a collar by the week.

You have been cordially invited to spend the weekend at Hillside Manor. A weekend you will never forget,filled with excitement and so much more. The hired driver will meet you at the local airport at 10 pm on the 29th of October 2010. You will be dropped off at the Manor door at exactly midnight,if unable to attend simply ignnore this invite.

Deepest regards,
Angel


She smiled as sshe looked at the clock,it was almost midnight,will her newest guest arrive or will she have to send out another invitation to someeone else?
 
Allen Brown

"Angel?"

Allen mulled the name and the invite over and over in his mind, it came with the post and he had a choice of helping a 64 year old lady find out if her son was homosexual or accept this invitation. Well if the lady really wanted to know about her son she could wait, but then again from everything she said in the letter he clearly wasn't.

Allen composed a letter, stating that he would be out of town for the weekend, that he thought her son is heterosexual or maybe bisexual and posted the letter. He packed a small suitcase with clothes for the weekend and his toiletries, he took the plane ticket and headed for the airport. The flight left in four hours, but he liked to be early if he could be. The flight was short, the waitresses pretty and very helpful, Allen decided to take his chance with one of them on his return trip.

Departing the plane he saw the driver with his name on a white board and he strolled over with his suitcase in his hand. The driver didn't say much, but Allen just brushed it off that the man was tired, seeing that it was rather late at night. He checked his clothing to make sure that he didn't look too rumpled, black shoes, black socks, black slacks, white shirt and a black suit jacket. He looked good in the suit and he just hope that his hostess liked it too. It was a minute to midnight when the driver stopped the car and opened the door for him, he took out his wallet to tip the man, but he just shook his head. OK that is weird, Allen thought to himself, then he took his suitcase and walked up the steps. It surely looked very old, mysterious and Allen had to admit beautiful, he used the knocker set on a head that almost looked like a demon's head, but with the poor light he couldn't actually be sure.
 
Angel heard the door knocker and looked at the old wall clock...midnight...straight up. She smiled to herself as she ent to the door. Her average body was dressed in a tight,low cut black leather mini-dress. Her feet were wrapped into 4 inch red heels,the laces laced up to her knees. Her short brown/blonde highlighted hair tousled about her face. Her green eyes were bright,her mind running rampant as she pulled open the door.

She was pleased with her selection,the man before her was handsome and well built. She smiled as she thought about how this was going to be a fun weekend. He didnt look like the type to crumple easily when things got rough. "Welcome to Hillside manor, Im Angel. I will be your host for the weekend. Please come in,I will have drinks served momentarily. Then I will explain your weekend adventure here." Angel said laughing madly in her own twisted mind as she had images of him writhing and screaming under her.

She turned and pulled a cord and soon the man who had driven Allen there appeared. He didnt look any different from earlier,he had been with her for as long as she could recall,maybe even before her mother. he looked very old and crepit. " Niles, Bring our guest a drink."She said as her tone changed briefly as she turned back to Allen.

She took him by the arm,wrapping hers through his. She looked up at him,he stood only several inches taller than her own 5 foot 6. She smiled up at him as she led him into the parlor and motioned for him to sit. She didnt speak until Niles had brought his drink to him and gave the butler a nod,dismissing him. She waited..watching. the drink had been laced with sleeping pills. Enough to put him out for a few hours while she prepared him. After he took his first drink she began to talk,a soft voice,edged with something else.

" You were chosen at random to visit my manor, I live here alone and sometimes feel the urge..no the need for company. I never know how each weekend will go but I can assure you it will be something you will not forget as long as you live."She added the slight pun at the end for her own benefit. She watched him drink and then moved to sit beside him.

She reached up,touching his neck softly. Her eyes never leaving his face as she trailed a finger down along his collarbone. "There are no expectations any further than this weekend,once it is over that is it. i will never contact you again."She said as she leaned closer to him,drawing in the smell of his cologne. Waiting...
 
Allen Brown

Allen found his hostess very interesting, what did peak his interest was that though she said "hired" driver, the very same man seemed to be her butler. Also he noticed her intense stare and he was starting to feel a bit uncomfortable, when the drink arrived he listened to her talking. The vodka must have been some imported make as he did not recognize the taste. He had to admit that Angel was not really a stunner, but that she did fill out the leather dress quite well and that she did look fit.

Taking another drink from his glass, she got up and sat down next to him and stated that there would be no contact after this weekend, she clearly invited him over with one thing in mind and that was to enjoy this weekend in any way that she wanted with him. He felt her breath on his neck and he wondered how it would feel if that same breath were breathed on his neck if her naked contours were pressed against him.

Shaking his head to get rid of the thought he took another drink and sat down the almost empty glass. Was it just him or did the couch get bigger and the room smaller? Taking a deep breath he suddenly noticed a strange after taste, then it hit him, the Vodka was used to mask the taste of sleeping pills, he looked at Angel and tried to say something, but his world started turning and he slumped backwards into the couch, he tried to focus, but everything drifted further and further out of focus, then the dark curtain of sleep slammed down over his mind and Allen's head lolled to the side
 
Angel leaned up and over him,undoing the buttons on his shirt and pushing it open,her hands skimmed across his muscled chest. She smiled as she leaned down and ran her tongue over his skin before standing and calling out for Niles. She watched as Niles lifted Allen easily for an old man,then Angel led them through the kitchen. Stopping to open a door and flipping on a light switch,the basement flooding with light.

She walked down the stairs ahead of Niles and his burden,stopping at the bottom as he moved past her. He held Allen upright as she clamped the shackles around his wrists,leaving enough room for him to move slightly but not enough to get a hold of her if he tried. She then shackled his feet to the floor slightly spread apart. She grasped his hair and lifted his head,one painted nail sliding along his cheek as he slept.

She reached over to a table behind her and lifted a large knife,sliding the blade under the sleeves of both the shirt and coat,the blade honed razorsharp cut easily through the material. Soon she had all his clothing off save his boxers. Smiling she stepped back and admired his frame. Impressed at the abs and muscles bunched in his shoulder as his limp body hung in the shackles. Now all she had to do was wait for him to awaken,in the meantime she had a few other things to do before she showed him his goodtime weekend.
 
Allen Brown

Allen groaned softly and tried to open his eyes, but the lids felt too heavy, the taste in his mouth was awful and it felt like he slept with cotton balls in his mouth. Then it all came flooding back to him and he opened his eyes, finding himself shackled at both arms and feet, he tested his arms and found a bit of leeway, but not too much. It's then that he noticed that he didn't have any clothes on, looking down he noticed that at least he still had his boxers on.

Squinting against the light he worked his tongue against his palate, trying to get some saliva going. It's then when Angel stepped into the light, he tried to make out her features, but the light was still too bright for his eyes. He knew that he could ask what was going on, but that was obvious, he was shackled into a steel frame so he asked her a much simpler one

"Please can I just have something to drink or just to wet my tongue?"

He noticed the knife in her one hand, but he didn't freak out, if she wanted him dead he would have been dead already. Maybe if he played his cards right and did exactly what she said he could escape this weekend alive, definitely not unscathed, but Allen found that his life was much more worth than a few cuts and bruises.
 
Angel stepped in front of him,the knife dangling in one hand as she heard his request. She seemed to be thinking about it for several seconds before moving to set the knife down on the table. She poured a small glass of water and moved to stand in front of him,far enough out of the limit range of his movements.

She held the glass to his lips and let him drink before moving away. She set the glass down and smiled at him. Her smile was now pure evil,her eyes showed the madness she had hidden earlier. " Welcome to my parlor,said the spider to the fly." She said then burst out laughing as she reached out towards him. Her hand running across his chest,her nails digging deeply into his skin. The blood welled up and then flowed from the scratches.

"Have you ever felt the twisting of a knife between the third and fourth ribs? The pain will be unbearable if it doesnt puncture a lung first. then you slowly choke to death on your own blood."She said as much to herself as to him. She reached out and lifted the knife into her hand once more. Placing the flat edge against his chest right over the left nipple. The point just pressing into the skin,she seemed to be getting turned on by the sight of his blood as she let her other hand run over her breasts.

She slid the blade lower over his skin,over the taunt plains of his stomach,down and across the softened bulge in his boxers. Pressing hard enough for him to feel but not hard enough to cause injury there...yet.The hand that had been carressing her own breast moved and replaced the knife. Rubbing him through his boxers,she smiled as she could tell he was trying not to grow hard under her touch.
 
Allen Brown

Allen drank the water she gave him and watched her closely, she have changed...changed immensely. He could see the madness in her eyes, the look of a real psychopath, when she dug her nails into his chest he winched slightly, there wasn't much pain just the burning of his skin being pierced, he almost told her that she'd have better luck with his back, but he just gritted his teeth.

"Have you ever felt the twisting of a knife between the third and fourth ribs? The pain will be unbearable if it doesn't puncture a lung first. then you slowly choke to death on your own blood."

Well maybe she did aim to kill him, but not yet, maybe he could still get out alive. She placed the knife flat against his pec and then slowly slid it down his body, he was almost scared that she would decide to gut him like a fish or even cut off his privates, but he decided not to utter a word unless she asked him something.

He noticed her hand running over her breasts, Allen find it weird that he haven't noticed what a lovely pair of breasts she had. He wondered how big they are and watched her hand slip from her breasts and started to rub over his crotch. Again the image of her cutting off his cock and balls flashed in front of his mind's eye and he fought the urgings of her hand. He watched her smile and wondered what she'd do if he kissed her. Maybe in her state of mind she'd find that as an affront and stab him to death, Allen imagined his bloodied corpse and it also kept his hormones in check. Allen started to wonder if she would also not find it an insult if he didn't react to her ministrations. He looked at her and spoke in the calmest voice he could muster

"Please excuse my lack of enthusiasm, but that overly sharp knife in your hand is a bit of a let down at the moment. I'm sure I wouldn't mind it later on"

He watched her reaction, wondering if she would snap and if she would resort to other measures to get him excited. He also hoped that by playing along and acting like this is all part of the deal she would at least show him the slightest bit of mercy and allow him to walk or even crawl out of the mansion alive
 
Angel jerked away as if she had been slapped,her eyes burned with rage. Her body actually shook as she glared at him,the knife clutched in her hand. With a growl she swung out with the handle and felt the metal connect with soft skin along his jaw. She saw the skin split and the blood flow,her chest heaved at the sight. " I will have you crying out in pleasure before I make you cry out in pain.'She hissed at him as she moved closer her face close to his. She flicked her tongue out and let it trail through the running blood.

Stepping back she set the knife down and reached up undoing the back of her dress,letting it slide down her body,leaving her only in her heels and stockings. She moved back closer to him,rubbing against his,her hand reaching down to cup him in her hand. She smiled when she heard Niles behind her. Stepping away from Allen she grinned as Niles stepped up to Allen,a quick grasp of his throat and a firm grip on his balls and the man had subdued Allen while Angel unlocked the shackles.

She knew he was still a bit disriented by the drugs and moved back as Niles moved him quickly and easily to the large table in the center of the room. Hooking the shackles to the ringa alone all four corners of the table. Soon Allen was spread eagle before her. She lifted the knife and easily cut away his boxers,freeing him to her eyes. Setting the knife out of reach she climbed up on the table,straddling over his hips.

"I wonder how long you can keep from getting hard...once you do I dont need anything but your cock."She said as she leaned down and licked his neck,giggling like a mad person. Then she clamped down on the skin right at the meeting place of his neck and shoulder,digging her teeth in deeply,grinding. ALmost as if she were trying to bite the flesh from his body.
 
Allen Brown

The cut was quick and deep, Allen could feel his blood flow down his neck and chest and he narrowed his eyes as she leaned in to lick up the blood, it would be so easy, just a quick bite and her throat or jugular can be torn from her throat, but he decided to not aggravate her any further. When she stepped back and slipped off her dress, Allen couldn't help but stare at her breasts, they were perfectly round and firm, her nipples already hardening, he could see that she kept herself in shape and the shaved pubic area really did bring a slight surge of blood to his cock, but not enough to make it obvious that he actually liked what he saw. In front of him stood a woman, not some surfer chick who gets kicks out of teasing guys with her body.

She moved closer to him and he noticed that she didn't have the knife in her hands, she pushed up against him and he had to admit that he liked that, her hand cupped his crotch and if she kept doing what she was doing Allen knew he would soon stand erect. He noticed the old man stepping up behind her and with a sadistic smirk she backed away. The hand that clamped around his throat felt like a noose and the hand grasping his balls quickly killed any kind of arousal he have felt up until then. As his hands and arms were freed he played along and went over to the table, the blood on his neck would have made the grip slippery and the silk boxers wouldn't give the man too much of a grip even as hard as he gripped him now.

Allen found himself shackled to the table, the cut on his jaw throbbing and the scratches on his chest burning. He watched her pick up the knife and cut away his boxers, he saw her eyes take in his cock and balls and he wondered if she would enjoy it when it stood at it's full 9" salute. She straddled his hips and smirked down at him

"I wonder how long you can keep from getting hard...once you do I dont need anything but your cock."

With that she licked his neck again and the next thing he knew her teeth dug into the juncture of his neck and shoulder, working her teeth like she was trying to bite a chunk out of him. Fuck that hurt. Thank God the knife was out of reach, but the more pain she inflicted the less chance she stood of actually getting him to grow hard, he liked pain, but never found it kinky. He felt her teeth pierce his skin and wondered if she would actually bite a piece out of him, but she withdrew and licked his blood from her lips. He could tell that she was become more and more aroused, the more she hurt him. He felt one of her hands stroke over his cock and he focused on her lips again, he wondered if she was a good kisser, the thought of locking his lips over hers and slipping his tongue into her mouth actually brought a stirring to his cock and he could see the slight gleam of triumph in her eyes, but then he thought of her biting his tongue and his ripping his lower lip with her teeth and his cock deflated again. The look in her eyes made him wonder if it was wise to tease her like that
 
Angel moved back and looked down at him,her anger subsiding slowly. She leaned down and ran her tongue over his bottom lip gently. Her whispered words falling over his lips..." I dont like to get angry...I do bad things when i get angry."She said as she slid down his body,her lips and tongue trailing over his skin,spending some time on the injuries she had made as if to kiss them better.

Her body rested between his thighs now and she looked up at him and smiled softly. The change in her personality now made her seem softer,more innocent. She licked across the tops of his thighs and close to his cock but not touching it yet. Kissing and sucking on his skin,leaving soft red hickey marks on his skin. Rubbing her chest against the skin of his thighs as she cirlcled around his cock and balls kissing,every now and then she would place a light kiss on the head of his cock. Then she slid back up his body and quickly wrapped the gag around his head before moving towards the door. "I have to go for now but I will return soon and then we shall see what I can get out of you."
 
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Andre Taylor

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Andre Taylor hung up the phone in his office. He had been speaking to the district attorney, who had caved and gave Taylor's client probation. Everyone was intimidated by Andre.

He re-read the invitation he had received. It was strange, yet alluring. He would go and who knows, he might scare up some clients. He told his secretary that he was done for the day, packed an overnight bag then left.

The driver was waiting for him at the assigned location.

The man did not say anything as Andre turned on his smooth operator personality.

"Fuck him", Andre thought.

They arrived at the mansion. It was majestic. With the view the manor had, Andre thought about how he could make the place into a bed and breakfast and make loads of cash.

Andre straightened his tie, brushed any lint from the Navy blue, Saville Row suit, then knocked on the large door...
 
Allen Brown

The sudden change in attitude and voice only made Allen wonder if this woman didn't have MPD as well. She slid down his body and he enjoyed the feel of her breasts rubbing over his skin. Allen had to admit that she knew how to turn a guy on and if it wasn't for the knife that was so close at hand for her, he knew that he would have been hard under her ministrations almost immediately. She wasn't a stunner, but she wasn't ugly either and it has been a while since Allen had any type of action.

Then she slid back up his body and gagged him, luckily she didn't try to shove something into his mouth. He watched as she got off of him and noticed a few faint scars on her back and hips, he wondered what caused them, but he couldn't ask so he just laid back and closed his eyes against the bright lights.
 
Angel moved around him as she slid the gag into his mouth,her hands sliding down his chest. She twisted his nipples slightly,feeling them turn into hard nubs. Grinning she leaned down and slid her tongue over each one before moving back to lean close to his ear.

"I have to go tend to another guest...I shall return very soon."She whispered and licked his ear. Straightening up she walked up the stairs,flipping the lights off as she left the basement.

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Angel slid into a robe as she left the basement,having one hanging on a peg next to the door. She tied it around her waist and ran a quick hand through her hair. Her manner changed into someone with a more demure attitude as she walked through the hallway to sloly open the door.

She looked up at the man standing there and felt the cockiness flowing from him. She gave him her best smile and stepped back for him to enter. "Welcome to Hillside Manor,Please come in."She said as she led him into the main liing room,opposite of the parloe she had led Allen in to earlier. She motioned for him to have a seat.

"Thank you for answering the Invitation. My name is Angel,I am your host for the weekend. After you get settled into your room I will join you and then your weekend will begin." She said softly appearing sweet and shy at some points. She looked up when Niles entered the room.

"This is Niles,He will show you to your room,but I must ask that you do not leave your room until I arrive." She said with a half grin as she stood. "I am sure you will enjoy your schedule for the weekend,I know I will."She said as she stepped back and watched as Niles took his baggage and led Andre from the room.

Niles showed Andre to his room,backed out after setting his baggage down. Niles stopped long enough to reach behind the curtain next to the door and pull a silent steel door out and across,just incase Andre tried to leave. He would not have much luck with the windows either since they were on the second story and iron bars covered them. The room was also equiped with hidden air ducts that if needed could pump a paralizing gas into the room.

Angel left the room and went to her own,opening a closet and flipping on the monitors she had installed in all the rooms. She used the infared to watch Allen on the table in the basement.The looked at another showing Adre in his room,she leaned back and draped a leg over the arm of the chair,slowly letting her hands stroke over her body at the images of the two men in her Manson and what lay ahead for them.
 
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Andre was still trying to figure out why he was invited to this mansion.

Then he saw her come through the door. He knew now. This was one of those call girls who ran her business from her home. She must have got his name from one of the other pro's he had used. She was just trying to increase her client base.

Well sweetheart, Andre thought, you are going to have to work tonight. Andre was horny. He was going to want to cum at least 5 times tonight. He would use her in every way imaginable.

Andre studied her and found her attractive. Yeah, she was going to be hurting in the morning.

She introduced Niles, the man servant, and probably her muscle. If johns got out of line Niles would fuck them up. Andre had been around. He knew the game.

When she said she had a schedule for him, Andre grinned. You just don't know girl, Andre thought.

He thanked Angel and followed Niles to his room. He walked around the room.

So this is the room where Andre will be doing his fucking. Andre was going to make this pro work tonight.

Andre never heard Niles leave.

Andre walked around, then removed his suit coat and tie. He unbuttoned his shirt to expose his chest.

Then he unbuckled his belt and opened his pants.

Andre actually felt sorry for Angel. He thought he might take it easy on her when it came time for anal sex...but maybe not. She should be proud that Andre Taylor, esquire, was going to fuck her ass...
 
Angel watched the two guests on the monitor,her eyes glazed over as she let her hands roam over her body. The robe sliding open and she slid her hand up over her breasts. Running a fingertip over and around a nipple,the bud tightening and growing. She moaned softly as she rolled the nub between her finger and thumb,pulling the nipple out and away from her body. Her legs opening more as the other hand slid downward to brush over her wet mound. One finger sliding just inside of her tunnel,her juices coating the finger as she slid it in deeper before adding another.

She leaned her head back thinking of the two men so close in her Mansion,each one unique in their personalities. She moaned as she moved her fingers in and out of her pussy,deeper and faster as she thought of Allen,tied on the table below. His body bared and toned,his cock was impressive even in its softened state. She imagined sliding it deep into her pussy as she rode him hard and fast. She cried out as a quick orgasm rushed over her,juices ran from her pussy and down her hand.

Several minutes later she had recomposed herself and stood,tying the robe back aorund ehr. She turned off the monitors and closed and locked the closet holding them. Moving to the dresser she opened one drawer and pulled out a few items,smsiling to herself she slid them into a small bag and left her room. She walked to the basement and let herself back into the dark room,flipping the switch on as she descended the stairs.

She saw Allen was still where she had left him,gagged and bound. He felt the pit of her stomach tightened at the sight of him. Walking to him she touched his arm softly as not to startle her,setting her bag down on the table. She lifted a hand and untied her robe,letting it fall away from her body. She leaned over hima nd kissed him softly,running her tongue across his bottom lip before moving down along his cheek to the top of his shoulder.

She moved around the table until she stood at the foot of it,her eyes taking all of him in from this angle. SLowly she climbed up onto the table,her head lowering to softly kiss the head of his cock. She smiled when she felt it jerk under her lips. Her tongue darted out and traced the slit,before moving down the slide along the shaft. Not fully taking him int her mouth yet. " I am going to fuck you...ride you hard and fast. Your cum will fill my womb until it flows out of me."She said softly,her breath brushing across his cock as she moved a hand up to stroke his cock.
 
Allen Brown

Allen almost winched at her touch, but didn't as the touch was soft, she removed the gag and then leaned in to kiss him softly. He returned the kiss and when she pulled away he could tell that she was pleased. He watch her get onto the table and felt her warm breathe on his cock, her wet tongue teased his head and he could feel her hand slowly rubbing him. He thought if it really could be that bad, having her ride his cock until he filled her with his cum, he couldn't find anything wrong with the image. The thought of watching her big breasts bounce and jiggle as she impaled herself on his cock excited him a bit, but he had his doubts about the bag she placed down on the table, but even that doubts could not prevent his cock from slowly hardening under her ministrations, he had to admit that she had a talented tongue and he wondered if she could take all of his cock down her throat.
 
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