The Café Chateau

[PhoenixPrime01]

Mstr. PhoenixPrime:

Now that the show was over he rises from his chair, makes an adjustment to the crotch of his trousers for comfortsake and says in his deep voice (think Tom Selleck) to Keira and the lil ones, "Are we ready for Nina and I to have that little talk I requested and to then meet you both in the dungeon room?"

 

[Vixandra]

Keira

I nodded to Phoenix, standing once more. "Yup, I'm good. Come along Selena. Last one to the moat is a rotten egg!"
I took off at a run, tossing cloths into a conveniant laundry shoot as I ran.
I paused for a moment listening for Selena, judging by sound where the tiger was.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Mstr. PhoenixPrime:

He extends his hand to Nina to assist her from the table, "Come along little one I think it appropriate that you and I talk a bit before we adjourn to a play area.
"Let's make use of a nook in the library and don't bother adjusting your uniform, you'll be removing it when we get there."

 

[Pywakit]

Nina

I nod wordlessly and accept Master Phoenix's hand. His grip is strong and firm, and I find it strangely easy, almost comforting to allow him to lead me away from the bar and into the library. As we go, I repeat the safe word Kiera gave me over and over in my head, wondering if I'll ever need it or if I'll be brave enough to trust them with my safety.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Mstr. PhoenixPrime:

As they reach the doorway Phoenix takes out the map and says secluded nook in the library as he shows it to Nina and explains how it works. They both chuckle as the line appears and he tells her what it says when the destination's reached.

Following the path indicated they reach the library and wind up in a nook far back in a corner behind many shelves.

Turning to Nina, "Now little one undress and kneel in front of me facing me with your back straight, shoulders back and legs wide apart. Display yourself to me and explain to me why you came here seeking me," he says as he sits down in a easy chair to watch her.

 

[graceanne]

Eric's intro

Tiredly Eric walked up to the door of the chatteu, and knocked. He didn't think this trip could have been any worse, and he sure hoped that this place lived up to his reputation. He was definately in the mood for some fun.

 

[Pywakit]

Nina

My breath comes in short, rapid flutters as I strip away the skimpy uniform and kneel in front of Master Phoenix, displaying myself for him to appraise me as he wished. I tossed back my head, the curly golden locks cascading down to my shoulders, my blue eyes flashing with excitement.

"Why did I come here looking for you? That's a simple answer, actually... I've lived a life where everything's been given to me, and I've come to the realization that unless you earn something, it doesn't mean shit. I had one really good experience being submissive, but the asshole who gave me that experience was only in it for the money, it turns out. Still, that one taste was enough for me to realize that something earned is much more delicious than something given. And so I did some research online, and as fate would have it... that research led me here. To you."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Mstr. PhoenixPrime w/ Nina:

"And why me in particular little one? There are many dominants in the US let alone the world.
"Why did you select me to come to and what do you expect from me," he says as he beckons her closer.

 

[Vixandra]

Keira

I heard the nock at the door and Selena quite a bit behind me, so I walked up and answered the door. Was planning on swimming in moat with the slut for a few moments anyway. Would rinse her off and refresh the both of us.
So I answered the door, not sure who it was, because I wasn't expecting anyone, though Grunt may have been.
Throwing the door open wide, secure in the knowledge that there were already multiple guns aimed at the person behind it, I greeted this newcomer.
"Salutations and welcome to the Chateau," I said with a welcoming smile, not desturbed by the fact I was nude. "I'm Keira Croft, Security and Medical consultant of the the Chateau. Who might you be?"

 

[caela]

Re: Lilith

She took Caela's hand in her own rough, strong grip, and tried not to squeeze too tight. "Just call me Lil, hon. We don't need to be formal, do we?" She gave her own friendly smile and let go of Caela's hand, wide mouth stretching across her freckled, plain face. "Now, where do you hide the coffee pot and cups? I was lookin', but I didn't see them anywhere."

Laughing softly she gives Lil's hand a good hard squeeze when she notices her trying to go easy. Caela had always been taught that a good firm handshake wasn't just good manners but the sign of a straightforward person as well. She decided almost on the spot that she liked Lilith.

" Lil it shall be then. I'm not on formal behavior tonight as for now I am considered a guest, as of tomorrow I will see how formal my manners are expected to be. "

Thinking for a minute I suddenly grin sheepishly. "You know what Lil, my best guess would be that the coffee is in the kitchen...but I don't know where that is yet! " Laughing softly she gives an apologetic shrug. "Do you want to go hunting or shall we be sensible and simply ask someone whose been here longer then us? "

While waiting for an answer her eyes drift over those still in the bar and come to rest on the dancer... Christy? is that right? I think it is. A fresh smile curved her lips as she watched the girl moving so sinuously. It seemed like all she knew was the music, her movements and the pole she was centered around.

Turning back to Lilith she grins impishly, the gleam in her eyes half hoping Lilith would rather explore but at the same time thinking they probably shouldn't keep the Grunt waiting.

 

[Kassiana]

Lilith

Lilith shrugged, her shoulders moving under the black button-down shirt she wore. "I'm here to work, and I want to make a good impression, so we'd better ask somebody. Besides," she leaned over to whisper, "I got the feeling some people here want to be alone, if you get my drift?" She grinned. "Kinda like me and my husband sometimes." Her slim silver wedding band shone on the fourth finger of her left hand, beneath her engagement ring with its emerald heart. It was all Charlie could afford, fifteen years ago, but she wouldn't trade it for a new one even though they could do better now. "I don't barge in on other people, and they better not break in on me."

 

[da grunt]

Re: Lilith

... "I'm here to work ..." ...

The grunt worked on, but after a few moments realized that he had sent Caela on an errand for which she was unprepared. oh well, I need to stretch my legs, anyway He got up and put his trousers and a sleeveless undershirt and, barefooted, went to the bar.

He chuckled in momentary amusement as both Lilith and Caela looked around the bar, for all intents and purposes, empty.

"Allow me to help," says he, as he slides a panel to reveal a control panel. One press of a button and the back cabinet opens, revealing an exhaustive bar, liquer, liqueres, and wine, all of the finest qualities and tastes. Another button and the front panel opens, revealing a sink and washing system, and accesories, mixers, shakers, blenders, and coffee pots and more drawers with bar equipment.

"There you go," says the grunt, "I'm Peter, but most folks call me grunt. Sorry to leave you on your own but I was slightly distracted. Welcome to the Chateau, I hope you find everything to your liking.

"Notice this door, it leads into a reefer room where we keep the beer kegs and other 'cold' stuff. Down this hallway is the kitchen and the chef's quarters. You'll meet Cook soon."

"I'll take my coffee here. Caela, sit with me. Christy, join us!"

 

[SubChristy]

Re: Re: Lilith

"Notice this door, it leads into a reefer room where we keep the beer kegs and other 'cold' stuff. Down this hallway is the kitchen and the chef's quarters. You'll meet Cook soon."

"I'll take my coffee here. Caela, sit with me. Christy, join us!"

christy looks up from what she was doing and notices Grunt summoning her. Stopping what she is doing she comes over.."you wanted me Sir?"
"Yes, come and sit with us."
christy notices Caela is with him and smiles...she is a beautiful girl she thinks to herself.

 

[da grunt]

Re: Re: Re: Lilith

Originally posted by SubChristy ... she is a beautiful girl she thinks to herself.

"Come and sit on the floor next to me, Christy, take a break from dancing and let me stroke your hair. Caela, back on my lap. Caela and Christy, you two look good together."

 

[caela]

Clapping gleefully like a child at christmas when Grunt shows them how to find the things hidden behind panels at the bar, she can't help but appreciate the cleverness of it all. Making mental notes of where everything is and hoping she can remember it all later.

As she turns to where the Grunt is sitting she returns Christy's warm smile with one of her own. Once she is settled in the Grunts lap she leans forward to where Christy is settled beside his feet to speak quietly to her. " Hello, it is a pleasure to meet you Christy. You dance beautifully! "

Peeking back up at the Grunt she leans back against his chest and presses a soft kiss to his cheek when he says that she and Christy look well together. " Thank you Sir, I'm glad you approve. "

 

[Kassiana]

Lilith

Lil watched and nodded as Peter showed the controls to open the back cabinet. Nice place. She'd rarely worked anywhere this fancy, but she was going to do her best.

The girl who'd been ... well, she'd probably call it "dancing," came over to them. She was Cindy, and she had some interest in her new friend, Caela. Lil grinned. She'd seen a few women who went both ways in her time. It didn't bother her any.

Oh, once she'd have killed to have a figure like theirs, she supposed. Her breasts had never gotten beyond a very modest B-cup when she was pregnant with her two kids. Her hips were almost as narrow as a boy's, and after her two pregnancies she'd had to get her tubes tied, so Charlie and she had never gotten to have any kids of their own.

But she'd gotten over envy for things like that years ago, concentrating on her good aspects. Her hair was very manageable and controllable. Despite the numerous dyes she'd tried out, including her current blue highlights, her hair wasn't very damaged. She had almost no "sag" in her chest or rear. And no one else had her Charlie, with that special look in his eyes whenever he saw her.

She poured while the girls got to know each other and Peter the boss smiled at them. She got a cup for herself, strong and black like God intended coffee to be, and made the cream and sugar available to the others. Her Vicky was almost twenty now, off at college. She was glad she could be in a place with other girls to look after. They reminded her of Vicky ... a little, anyhow. She laughed and took a bit of coffee. Mmm...hot and strong.

 

[da grunt]

Re: Lilith

Originally posted by Kassiana ... Mmm...hot and strong.

Lil made a good cup of coffee, and the grunt enjoyed the steaming liguid black. ""Mmm, good, Lil, thanks. Make a pot for me to take back to the room when I go, please. Would you care to join us and sit and talk?"

The grunt got up and went to the intercom and punched Keira's button. "Keira, I'm expecting a friend, I mentioned him to you, Eric DeWitt. I'm most anxious to see him. Oh, he's here now? Excellent, bring him into the bar, I'll be here."

 

[Kassiana]

Lilith

"Mmm, good, Lil, thanks. Make a pot for me to take back to the room when I go, please. Would you care to join us and sit and talk?"

"Sure thing, boss. Just let me get another pot going, and I'll be right with ya."

Someone else who liked coffee her way. She grinned. This was gonna be fun. She strode into the kitchen and got another pot of coffee brewing, nice and slow, to bring out the flavor, then returned to the room and took a seat, leaning forward and resting her work boots flat on the floor.

 

[caela]

She watched the Grunt and Lilith with a soft small. The scent of the coffee they drank was strong and heady and she was more then content not to share a cup. While she loved the scent and even the taste of coffee she was allergic to it and people always gave her the oddest lookes when they found out that little factoid.

Wondering about the person the Grunt has called for she simply shrugs and curls into him once more when he seats himself. Resting her head on his shoulder her eyes drift quietly closed to just listen to the conversation around her.

 

[Casca]

Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Casca/ Mo

Originally posted by Anna Sue ... “Yes Sir, I am at your mercy I hope I can please you”, she says with a shy smile.

Casca examined the wanton girl, arms stretched above her head, breasts wonderfully stretched, with the bulbous skin pulled upwards. Her cunt had been hot and wet, ready. She had seen his cock, she had even sucked on it, but she had not seen it get to full fury.

All manner of torture devices were available. Ropes and chains and clamps and clothespins and paddles and whips and belts and canes and electric wands and dildos of all sizes and shapes, all were within easy reach, but Casca stayed with the flogger he had chosen, long, soft lashes, a flogger with which he could excercise his strong arms without damaging Mo's soft skin.

Before the flogging started he went before her sight and rmoved his toga and loincloth, and pulled at his flacid cock, just to taunt her with her real punishment.

 

[Anna Sue]

Re: Casca/ Mo

Before the flogging started he went before her sight and rmoved his toga and loincloth, and pulled at his flacid cock, just to taunt her with her real punishment.

Casca is standing direct in front of her she can smell his scent very strong masculine scent with a good dose of arousal.
She wishes she could get her hands on him again , to explore his body and covers it with her mouth.
The flogger in his hands makes her shiver in anticipation of the strokes.
She is not much for pain but she wants to please him so she is ready for what ever he chooses.

 

[SubChristy]

Re: Re: Re: Re: Lilith

"Come and sit on the floor next to me, Christy, take a break from dancing and let me stroke your hair. Caela, back on my lap. Caela and Christy, you two look good together."

christy sat on the floor with her head on Grunts lap with a smile

"thank you sir" she always loved having her hair stroked by such strong hands

 

[Casca]

Re: Re: Casca/ Mo

Originally posted by Anna Sue ... she is ready for what ever he chooses.

This certainly was a new era. Casca had thought he had seen it all, but the centuries he had spent regaling against despotic nonsense and encouraging liberty through strength, now, society had rejected liberty in favor of safety and the strong were vilified while they were secretly desired. Holy rollers were seeing the second comin' with every shadow and all the prophecies were in order, yet there was no hint of the dude for whom Casca had awaited so long. How many times has Casca gone to where he suspected he might find him, always to no avail. This time his general attitude was, 'fuck it! let him find me, fer cryin' out loud.' What could be better for Casca'? It wasn't much of an imagination stretch to for him to 'pretend' to be a roman? Casca's fine tuned sense of irony could envision the dude for whom he awaited coming here, to the Chateau. Would he be a top or a bottom? Would he turn the other cheek?

Deep in his thoughts, with Mo simply a vision in front of him, eventually he began to focus. He had no desire to punish her. She wasn't even particularly frightened, nor excited. It was his cock that she wanted and she would do what she must to get it.

Casca reviewed what he knew and as he recalled Mo had been left by Raven, another immortal, who was away, indefinately. Mo was devoted to Raven. Raven had been a hard taskmistress, but kind. He decided.

"Don't worry, little one, I'm only going to warm you up," he said as he practiced his swing against a nearby couch.

 

[da grunt]

Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Lilith

... she always loved having her hair stroked by such strong hands

"Caela, if you don't mind, I'd like Christy to stay with us tonight. I haven't evaluated you in that context yet, so I hope you're neither shocked nor offended. Christy is a fully qualified 'chateau girl' and available for contract, if she accepts. Christy, I've had a taste of Caela and I know you'll like it," grunt realizes he is rambling on in front of Lilith, "Excuse me, Lilith, you may not be ready for my bluntness, but I'm incouragible. I am delighted that your husband will be moving in with you into the bartender's suite. If there is anything you need, anything at all, you let me know."

 

[Anna Sue]

Re: Casca/ Mo

This certainly was a new era. Casca had thought he had seen it all, but the centuries he had spent regaling against despotic nonsense and encouraging liberty through strength, now, society had rejected liberty in favor of safety and the strong were vilified while they were secretly desired. Holy rollers were seeing the second comin' with every shadow and all the prophecies were in order, yet there was no hint of the dude for whom Casca had awaited so long. How many times has Casca gone to where he suspected he might find him, always to no avail. This time his general attitude was, 'fuck it! let him find me, fer cryin' out loud.' What could be better for Casca'? It wasn't much of an imagination stretch to for him to 'pretend' to be a roman? Casca's fine tuned sense of irony could envision the dude for whom he awaited coming here, to the Chateau. Would he be a top or a bottom? Would he turn the other cheek?

Deep in his thoughts, with Mo simply a vision in front of him, eventually he began to focus. He had no desire to punish her. She wasn't even particularly frightened, nor excited. It was his cock that she wanted and she would do what she must to get it.

Casca reviewed what he knew and as he recalled Mo had been left by Raven, another immortal, who was away, indefinately. Mo was devoted to Raven. Raven had been a hard taskmistress, but kind. He decided.

"Don't worry, little one, I'm only going to warm you up," he said as he practiced his swing against a nearby couch.

Casca is staring right through her deep in thoughts, she can see different kinds of feelings running over his face he is not hiding anything, she wonders what his thoughts are.
She can see frustration, anger and something what she can’t read.

“ Sir, are you all right?” she asked with are worried voice. I wonder what is going on with him my thoughts tumbling through my head then I hear him speak. Worry no I am not worried not about myself anyway. Should I tell him or better be quiet, he is so considered to say he wants to warm me up first.

A smile is hushing over her face when she sees how he is practicing on the couch. She wonders if she will get the same treatment.

“Sir I am not worried, only about you!” she decided to speak up after all.