The Café Chateau

[thegirl]

Re: Keira

"Now, little cat, listen well. You will return to your rooms and change post haste after showering. Wear the outfit that Kikyo has left out for you, it is a match of Nina's except in crimson and lace. Report back her in fifteen minuets. For every moment you are late I shall lay a flogger across your skin. Starting... now!"

After Master Phoenix takes the coke, running his strong fingers along her side, down and around her nipples, he moves to the new girl.

Selina hears Keira's whispered threat, smiles, and heads to her room. When Keira starts timing, a flogging is not a good experience! Selina quickly showers, cleans up, checks for hair, runs a comb through her hair and dresses in the tight outfit left in her room.

Whew! Five min to spare,record in cleaning up, but....

Selina heads back to the Hall, a quick fire under her feet, as she wonders just whats up...

Dashes in wondering what clock Keira was using, with a small laugh....

 

[da grunt]

Originally posted by thegirl ... Dashes in wondering what clock Keira was using, with a small laugh....

"See, lol," says grunt as Selina returns, and then to Caela, "oh, she will still get the flogging she wants, but the flogger will not be leather, but a light synthetic, incapable of doing damage, even with a full swing. Sometimes the girls get so lost in their lust that they are unaware of the full extent of the punishment they are taking. Sometimes masters like to be fierce and terrible, and the force of the swing and the sound of the zing through the air. This is the reason we use tools that look fierce, but not deadly like their actual counterpart. You bruise very easily. I had no intention of bruising your neck, and I'll rub some arnica on it later. Your lips are beautiful and now moreso, full and rich."

 

[caela]

"You bruise very easily. I had no intention of bruising your neck, and I'll rub some arnica on it later. Your lips are beautiful and now moreso, full and rich."

Listening to the Grunts voice in her ear she tries to concentrate on what he's saying and not the rumbling of her stomach. She could almost think she had never seen anything so lovely as the tray of appetizers brought in by Mo....Lord but she was hungry!

Chuckling softly when he mentions that he hadn't meant to bruise her her fingers reach up to brush lightly where she knows his fingers left their marks in her delicate skin, a small smile curving her lips as memory floods her mind. A soft blush colors her cheeks at the compliment to her lips and without thought her tongue darts out to run lightly across them, still able to feel the warmth in them from earlier. Looking up to him though she has to ask on the word that sticks in her mind, " Arnica? What exactly is that Sir?"

 

[da grunt]

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... " Arnica? What exactly is that Sir?"

"Arnica, 'leopard's bane'. A flower that grows in Europe and excellent, homeopathically, and makes bruises disappear very quickly," replies the grunt, "some folks like to bruise and some like to wear their bruises as awards. I am not one, however.

 

[caela]

[ "... A flower that grows in Europe and excellent, homeopathically, and makes bruises disappear very quickly,"

" Ahhhh, how interesting. One thing about working in hospitals is that you don't get much practice with homeopathics. I don't mind wearing my bruises ~giggles softly~ especially since I usually have a variety of them considering how tender my skin is, but knowing a way of helping them heal quicker is definatly intriging to me. " Filing away this knew piece of knowledge she feels her fingers twitch slightly, wishing not for the first time that she had her journal and a pen in her hands while wondering just how awake she'll be later and if she'll have the energy to write in it before tomorrow. Glancing at the Grunt a small smile lifts the corners of her lips before she turns her head slightly to watch the others around them.

 

[da grunt]

... Glancing at the Grunt a small smile lifts the corners of her lips before she turns her head slightly to watch the others around them.

"Needless to say, we go through a lot of arnica here. Delcious yummies, aren't they? Going to the dungeon later, have you ever been in one? We have two, actually. The upper dungeon is where we have fun and games, the lower dungeon is a miserable place, and no fun, at all. The lower dungeon can only be used with my express permission. Ahh, but the upper dungeon, lots of fun. Every medival torture device is represented there. The lower dungeon has the real things. The door to the lower dungeon hasn't even been opened in the last couple of years, since we had some lunatics trying to attack the place to get at, ahh, nevermind who it was, the attackers lost."

 

[caela]

"Needless to say, we go through a lot of arnica here. Delcious yummies, aren't they? Going to the dungeon later, have you ever been in one? We have two, actually. The upper dungeon is where we have fun and games, the lower dungeon is a miserable place, and no fun, at all. The lower dungeon can only be used with my express permission. Ahh, but the upper dungeon, lots of fun. Every medival torture device is represented there. The lower dungeon has the real things. The door to the lower dungeon hasn't even been opened in the last couple of years, since we had some lunatics trying to attack the place to get at, ahh, nevermind who it was, the attackers lost."

With her interest pricked more by the story then the dungeons at the moment she leans in on the table, her chin resting on one hand whose fingertips brush lightly across her lips. " Why would anyone want to attack the Chateau? I don't think I'll ask what you did to them in the dungeon, I'm sure I probably don't want to find out. "

 

[da grunt]

... " Why would anyone want to attack the Chateau... "

"Over a woman, what else? A prince, an inheritor to his throne, became overly infatuated with one of our girls and had a hit team try to take her back. If she would have wanted to go, she could have, but she didn't, and nobody does anything to one of my girls, unless she approves."

 

[caela]

"Over a woman, what else?"

Chuckling softly at the matter-of-fact tone in that simple sentence she listens intently to the rest of the short story. Finding it interesting that men always seem compelled to go after the one woman they can't have.

" Well I am most glad they failed or I'd still be searching. "

 

[da grunt]

Originally posted by caela ... "Well I am most glad they failed or I'd still be searching."

"Yes, agreed, I'm glad they failed." Grunt sensed her mind. "In this case it was the man's infatuation which led to his demise. We have similar problems with the girls, becoming infatuated with a particular master, and then, when the contract is over, or the master loses his interest, there is a terrible void in the sub. Sub-drop its called. We try and prepare you for that here."

 

[caela]

" Sub-drop its called. We try and prepare you for that here."

Thinking on that for a moment she goes rather quiet. Her grey eyes unfocused as her mind wanders, trying to imagine a contract and having it end. She finds her mind balks at the idea not because she finds it implausible but simply becasue she's already had so much sensory imput today that her brain simply refuses to do much more in the way of actual thinking. Shrugging lightly to herself she lets her mind slied back into the present and nods to the Grunt. " Is that something that can really be prepared for? Or is it more along the lines of something you just help cushion the blow of? "

 

[da grunt]

... "Is that something that can really be prepared for? Or is it more along the lines of something you just help cushion the blow of?"

"Rejection can never be really prepared for. You can warn someone, but oftimes their eyes glaze over and the words aren't understood. What we can do for you here is give you a place to return to, until your heart is healed."

 

[caela]

Nodding softly she goes quiet and turns to watch the other girls, her body still leaning close to his as her mind spins it's own gears. She hadn't thought so far ahead as leaving and returning, there was so very much to learn before that was an option.

 

[da grunt]

... She hadn't thought so far ahead as leaving and returning, there was so very much to learn before that was an option.

The grunt pours himself more wine from the carafe, "another?" He askes Caela.

 

[caela]

The grunt pours himself more wine from the carafe, "another?" He askes Caela.

Slightly startled she jumps a bit at the sound of his voice, looking to see the offered wine she nods slowly. "Yes please, Sir." Once it's poured she sips at it slowly knowing what too much wine does to her.

 

[da grunt]

commencement

The appetizers and carafe of wine disappeared. The drumming of the grunt's fingers upon the table continued, until he brought his hand up to slap the table, stopping the forceful thrust just before hitting the table. He stood, "Excuse me," he said as he made way to the kitchen. Cookie had most of the individualized dinners ready, but was slightly confused on what he should fix for the new folks. Seeing a likely plate the grunt asked Cookie, "This mine?", to be acknowledged, and "don't bother to fix anything for Caela, she'll share mine, and the grunt took the plate and returned to the table.

Others were beginning to be served so he simply set the plate and sat himself. "Would you care to share my steak?", asked the grunt as he cut a tender tip and offered it to Caela's lips ...

 

[caela]

Re: commencement

Others were beginning to be served so he simply set the plate and sat himself. "Would you care to share my steak?", asked the grunt as he cut a tender tip and offered it to Caela's lips ...

Smiling when the Grunt returns with his plate she watches him sit, admiring his form before her. Smelling the food her stomach rumbles sharply reminding her of just as basic a hunger as the sexual craving she feels on seeing him.

Her mouth waters when he offers the steak to her lips, she barely remembers to murmur a soft " Thank you " before her mouth and her lips close around the succulent cut of meat. Chewing it slowly it is all she can do not to groan in appreciation of the cooks skill. The tip of her pink tongue darts out to gather an juices on her lips as a smile curves her lips. "Wonderful! Thank you Sir. "

 

[da grunt]

Re: Re: commencement

Originally posted by caela ... "Wonderful! Thank you Sir. "

The grunt took a bit for himself, a grizzled piece, and as he was chewing he cut a tender bit for Caela's bite. He offered it and she took it. Alternating bites they completed the meal ...

 

[Anna Sue]

Casca/Mo by Dinner

Mo is listening to the conversation between da grunt and Caela, it is loud enough that everybody who is close by can hear it.
How can you be preparing yourself to loose your Master or Mistress, she wonders.
There is nothing what can prepare you, only when it is over time and you may get some hints but still it would always hurt one of them or both.
Unless you don’t let get your feelings involved, but can it work she wonders.
For herself she knows the answer is No. Without to feel she would be just half the person who she is.
She lets her thoughts wander but sees to it that Cascas Glass is always full to his liking and his plate too.
He lets her eat from his fingers, every bit she has to eat from his hand and lick everything clean with her tongue, so it takes them a while till they are finish.

 

[caela]

Re: Re: Re: commencement

The grunt took a bit for himself, a grizzled piece, and as he was chewing he cut a tender bit for Caela's bite. He offered it and she took it. Alternating bites they completed the meal ...

Startled to realize they have finished the food on his plate and that her growling stomach is now quiet and full she glances up to him with a smile. Is it truly possible she just let this man feed her dinner without so much as a second thought??? Letting her body lean close to him she rests her head lightly on his shoulder, her body warm and sated for now, as she waits to hear where he will bid her next.

 

[da grunt]

Re: Re: Re: Re: commencement

Originally posted by caela ... she waits to hear where he will bid her next.

"Have you had enough? I usually don't hace dessert, but if you'f like ..."

 

[caela]

Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: commencement

"Have you had enough? I usually don't hace dessert, but if you'f like ..."

Smiling almost innocently her eyes travel slowly up and down him before she leans up to whisper softly in his ear, " The only think I'd like for dessert Sir, can't be found in the kitchen. "

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

OOC: Waiting for Nina and Seline to post again.

 

[da grunt]

Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: commencement

... "The only think I'd like for dessert Sir, can't be found in the kitchen."

"You are a sweet rascal, soon," said the grunt, "in the meantime, come back and sit in my lap."

 

[caela]

"You are a sweet rascal, soon," said the grunt, "in the meantime, come back and sit in my lap."

Laughing at being called a rascal she happily slides from her chair and over into his lap, her arms wrap loosly around his neck as she presses a soft kiss to his throat before resting her head on his shoulder. "Thank you Sir"