The Café Chateau

Re: Keira

Vixandra said:
...... Smiling I snuggle into my bed and fall into a deep sleep.

Naomi wakes to a grumble in her stomach. quickly getting dressed she walkes down to Keira's room...and knocks.

apon hearing no answer she finally finds her way to the dinning hall for some breakfast.

after she finishes...she decides to bring Miss Keira her breakfast.
knocking for the second time..Naomi hears Keira stir.

opening the door...Keira looks at Naomi and then the tray.

"i thought you would like your breakfast miss" tring hard to smile...
 
snoozebutton said:
I looked into her eyes and truly knew she was mine. I told Miko she was to sleep with me tonight. She beemed as well and Gertrude let out a little animal sound. I told Gertrude to go to her pallet.

i felt my reaction go from shock to desire to shock. i wanted to be Miko. i wanted to feel Him cum inside me. i wanted to have His cock inside my mouth.

i watched then considered my reaction. i was His. i knew that. my feeling revealed more then i wanted to know. i sat and thought about my time. If i were His, then i needed to give up my desires for Him. No! No! Not that! i did that before, and ... vowed to never again! No! Give up myself? How could i? How could i give up myself to the will of someone else! How could i trust Him? How could i trust myself.

***********************

Gertrude lay on the pallet, tears in her eyes, sobbing about the pain. She ached for the human touch, the love, the attention, and wondered why she hurt so much. What was up with her? Why was she blacking out again? What happened when she blacked out? How could she trust when she could not even trust hereslf?

**********************

i knew i was His and relaxed in that knowledge.
 
Re: THe house is safe.

EKVITKAR said:
... Grunt plugs in the earphone, leans back, and hits the play button.
Frank had caved and spilled his guts. What he'd spilled was fairly curious, references to 'the capt'n' only, anonomous at that, and something about the modus operandi that stirred the grunt's memory. Something was there, just out of reach. The tape ended with Ekvitkar's voice. " Godsdamnit, it would be nice for a change, if the damn dead people, would kindly STAY friggin dead. " Grunt rewound the tape and listened again. Again, the capt'n. Just an inflection in the word. There was a memory somewhere, somewhere long ago.

"Thank you, Vitkar. I will factor these into my simulations and see what shakes. The foodchain continues to chase itself, at the least. I'll let you know, but I don't think there's any danger to the Chateau." The grunt was pensive for a moment and then grinned an evil grin, "Actually, the thought of a good fight, yes ..."
 
da grunt said:
"I think your call to help is unquestionable. You have my complete support and you will have the portal here to return through, whenever there is a need. I'm sure Curtis, or someone else I know can tend to the library and make sure your work doesn't go for naught. I have called you Cleopatra before, and the words came naturally from my lips. I have a sense about these things, and you are needed and destiny need fulfilling. I personally will miss you around here."

Feeling all the better about my decision, I talked for a few more minutes to da Grunt before he left. I finished packing my things, and sat at my desk.

Final entry - for now

The Chateau is a wonderous place, full of mystery and beauty, pain, and pleasure. I'm going to miss it, but I have a feeling I will be kept busy enough in my new position.

I enjoyed my time here, and learned quite a bit about what makes the other denizens of the Chateau tick. A fascinating study, but one I must put off, for now at least.

Adieu.


I left the journal on the desk, knowing this time it would stay where I had left it.

I wandered through the halls, and said my goodbyes to the residents and staff. Perhaps I'll see them again...

I ended at the Library, where I had begun. The flames were leaping in the hearth, and I waited until I saw the same shadowy figure, took a deep breath, and jumped through the fire.






OOC: Thanks for the fun, da Grunt and all the other players. It was quite a ride.
 
The library

Originally posted by Cleo32 OOC: Thanks for the fun, da Grunt and all the other players. It was quite a ride.
OOC: You're most welcome and thank you. The portal is open.
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The grunt goes to the computer in the bar and sends pm's; to Curtis first: Hello Curtis, have you come to a decision regarding a position at the Chateau. Even with you, my friend, fish and houseguests begin to stink after three days. There is a position as librarian that needs filling, immediately. The position would have all Dom privledges. Let me know. And, have you beaten Gertrude for releasing my captives. I will brood about that until I can forget about it!

He begins the second pm, but ponders ...
 
Re: Re: Keira

SubChristy said:
Naomi wakes to a grumble in her stomach. quickly getting dressed she walkes down to Keira's room...and knocks.

apon hearing no answer she finally finds her way to the dinning hall for some breakfast.

after she finishes...she decides to bring Miss Keira her breakfast.
knocking for the second time..Naomi hears Keira stir.

opening the door...Keira looks at Naomi and then the tray.

"i thought you would like your breakfast miss" tring hard to smile...
I glare balefully at Naomi, my blue eyes changing to a stormy grey. "What time is it, ma poppet?"
She answers that its already ten and I wince.
"Little one, when Grunt is home, I work night shifts and sleep during the day. I went to bed around 8," I sigh. She looks crushed. "I know you were trying to help and that's really sweet of you, Naomi. You can bring me a breakfast of medium rare steak, french frys and a coke at around four-thirty, five oclock and something for yourself and we can dine together up here. Till then... um... report to Lilith in the bar to see if she has anything for you to do."
Naomi nods, looking at the tray she's carring. I can tell she wants to say something.
"Save your thoughts for later today, make sure to write in your journal, poppet. I must ask you to go though, I need my sleep or I'm really grumpy."
She leaves gracefully after nodding to me.
I roll over and sigh. "Kikyo- lock my room down- no one in untill I wake up or 1630, whichever comes first, okay?"
"Heit, Keira-sama!"
I hear the door locks click into place and snuggle back in to my covers, falling asleep quickly.
 
Gertrude's Journal

da grunt said:
Grunt turns the dial on the crop down to 2 and tells Gertrude, "have fun, I'll be back soon."

And, have you beaten Gertrude for releasing my captives. I will brood about that until I can forget about it!

Gertrude could not sleep. She lay there thinking. The computer screen flickered in the darkness and as she went to turn it off, saw the message regarding herself and the beating for releasing the captivies. She had not released the captivies. She did not know any captivies. She turned off the computer.

She went to her work room to think and took her journal. When she got to her room, she went to write in her journal when she saw this.

*********************

i talked to the girls, had fun with them, them released them. i knew that SHE would be blamed no matter what. If something had happened to them while left all tied up, who better to get into trouble. Miss Goody Toe Shoes, always doing the right thing, always running from fun, scared she might get hurt, who does all this for HER anyway. Who is the one who takes risks for HER. i know SHE suspects something, i hear HER thoughts, wondering how this happened. Wondering why that happened. i know one day SHE will piece this together then i will not be needed any more. What becomes of me? SHE wont need me to take on the guys, the sex the punishments, and now the Doms too. So what happens to me, when SHE deals with this issue. i even have a hard time dealing with ....rape...and at 9 yrs old. SHE sure cant do it. SHE cant even talk about sex. Let alone have it! Dont know how long WE can keep this up, though. My appearing to deal with sex, everytime Curtis looks at HER is wearing me out, as HE looks a lot! Had a glimmer tonight though, it scares me, for i have always done the sex, always, SHE has never touched a mans Cock, not since that night. i just dont understand, how could SHE!!!!! i hope SHE gets beat good, it would serve HER right!

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Gertrude read this, and went in search of help. After not finding Mr. Grunt, she found herself in the bar, naked, (but the belt) sobbing and telling lilith all her troubles, drinking tea, and showing her the strange entries in her journal. She is so upset, blubbering, and very unlike Gertrude, she did not notice Mr. Grunt or Mr. EKVITKAR there. She pours out her heart then rereads the entry about the 9 year old who is raped then passes out. The journal falls to the ground.
 
Miko

As requested, Miko arrives all excited and dressed very sexy for Curtis Sir. He asked for me by name and Miko very happy to give massage to Him. Miko hope He wants more.

Miko is young, pretty, built well and loves sex. She brings out the animal in most men, and all women dislike her. Her goal in life is to have sex, and with the 2 mountains before her, she gets a lot of sex. She is about 22 years of age, 5 foot 6 inches and has a habit of acting blond. Not to say that she is blond, but she found out if you act like a blond sex goddess you get treated like one. Her eyes are deep pools of thoughts and one might even think she was sad. Most however never went past the poty lips or the 2 bomb shells to see if there was more to her. She just loved to play and did it well.

Miko looks around, and sees no woman there, Miko heard Gertrude was with Him now. Miko sees Her things in room. hum, things not go right, Miko make it right for Miko!

Miko sets to work and rubs Mr. Curtis Sir on back side.

"So much stress, Mr. Curtis Sir, so much, not good for Sir!" As Miko pound and massage the back side, feeling His muscles, His stress and makes them all go away. Then Gertrude come in. Miko smiles. Watches Gertrude put on show and kneel. Miko not like this one bit! Mr. Curtis Sir tell Miko get on hands and knees, then Miko brightens up!

Oh, what was that sound, that was moans! More Moans! Miko not like that! Mr. Curtis Sir come out and tell Gertrude, place Sir cock in Miko mouth! Hummmmm, Miko like this, Miko hot. Miko suck and suck, rub mouth all over cock, suck, up and down, feels Him get big in her mouth, moans with much delight! Miko feel herself all wet and her young cunt is pulsating with need, her breasts firm up and go hard, and she tastes Mr. Curtis Sir's cum, flow all down her, tastes good. She enjoys watching Gertrude squirm. She licks Mr. curtis Sir's cock clean, feels the cum drip from her mouth and licks her own lips clean. Then Miko gets into bed with Mr. Curtis Sir. She snuggle right into bed, Miko likes her job here. Miko smiles at Gertrude, and falls asleep.

Miko wakes up when Gertrude shuts down the computer and sneaks out of the room. Miko smiles more when she thinks Gertrude will get into trouble. Would like to be fly on wall for that one when she drifts back to sleep.

Miko gets a message early morning for another message and heads off for the next Sir. As she leaves she wonders where Gertrude is at, for she never came back into the room!
 
Lynnette's Suite.

The first thing I did upon leaving the guys was go look for some help. Wasn't sure who was up and around but it did not matter to me who it was as long as they were willing to give me a hand. It was while I was passing through the submissives area that I gave thought to asking one of the subs I had all ready worked with to give me a hand with setting up my suite. Giving my head a little shake, I decided instead, to pack before trying to rope others into the mix.

Upon entering the room, the first thing I notice is my journal, still open to it's final entry. I give it a quick once over and mark my spot before closing it. Seeing a passing housekeeper in the hall outside my door, I give a holler.

"Hey, do ya think you could find Elena for me?"

She gives a nod, and a small smile. I wave her inside and tearing off a sheet of paper, i write a quick note asking Elena to join me in my room, when she has the time. Folding it in half, I give it back to the girl and send her on her way with a grin.

Then its time to pack.
 
Lynnette's Suite. (pt2)

I spent the rest of the morning packing up clothing, toiletries, and all the other things I had brought with me..as well as some of the evening wear in the closet. After all, there were a few pieces in there I really liked!! Eventually, Bercha and Lace came tumbling through my door, along with Sheva who looked very put upon and tired. Taking a moment to focus, I picked Sheva up and gave her a little energy booster, which perked her up, immediately. Then it was to the bed with all 3 of them curled over and around me. What could I do, after this hectic morning, but fall asleep?
 
Elena

When the housekeeper handed me the note, I was pleased to see that it was from Lynette. A very intriguing woman, I would love to get the chance to learn more about her and her strange (at least to me) powers. Not only that, I had been hunched over the desk writing in my journal for so long that my neck ached. If the grunt could see my posture at the moment, he might think twice about dubbing me graceful!

The fact that Ekvitkar had turned me over to her confirmed her position as a dominant, so I was a bit confused to be directed by the housekeeper to a cell further down the submissive's wing. But the jumble of boxes stacked over most of the floor space let me know that she wouldn't remain in the sub's wing for long. Walking around one particularly tall stack of boxes, I came upon Lynette, surrounded by cats, all sleeping soundly. I knew better than to leave a dominant without fulfilling orders, so I gently shook her shoulder "Lynette, I'm sorry to wake you, but you sent for me?" I heard the question in my voice...
 
Re: Elena

JupitersGirl said:
.....SNIP.... "Lynette, I'm sorry to wake you, but you sent for me?" I heard the question in my voice...

I awoke immediately. My eyes went directly to hers and I sat up, tumbling cat and kittens hither and yon.

"Oh good, you're here!! Today, I require someone with brains as well as grace and beauty. Immediately, you sprang to mind. The problem, darlin' girl, is I have absolutely no idea where I should make my permanant home. I figure you can help me with that."

Giving her a quick glance, up and then down before once more looking into her eyes with a sly grin...

"The fact that I get to watch you walk around for a few hours is just a further reward for me!!!"
 
Re: Re: Elena

apet4you said:
"The fact that I get to watch you walk around for a few hours is just a further reward for me!!!"

I felt my eyebrows rise a bit before my face broke into laughter.

"Well, in that case, would you like to follow me up to the second floor? Every door sports a placard designating the occupant, so unless you have been assigned a particular spot by da grunt or Gertrude, you can take your pick of the empty ones. I know of at least one that is available. I saw it yesterday on my way to da grunt's quarters. I would be pleased to show it to you, Lynette."

She had been so kind to me it was hard to think of her as a dominant, but I shook myself internally and tried to act with the proper humility. As I took off to lead out the door, she caught my arm, pulling it into the crook of hers and we headed off arm in arm, heads bent in deep discussion, and, well....just a bit of gossip!
 
The spot Elena led me to was perfect. On the left wall was a humungous window, perfect for looking outside when i wanted to talk with the moon. The bathroom was exceedingly spacious and a perfect place for my full length mirror. The floor was carpeted in the deepest of burgandy, which went beautifully with the color scheme I all ready had in mind. Grabbing her by her waist, i reeled her in and planted a quick one on the corner of her mouth . After all, she had been helpful and I really just wanted to touch the softness of her skin!!

"Utterly perfect, dearest. I know you are supposed to show perfect humility and all that rot BUT when it's just you and I, let's just be Elena and Lynnette ok? After all, you were the first female I have ever showed my other to..and you feel special to me. Not only that, but I know I am gonna have to call on you alot for help with protocol..at least until I get used to the way this place is run."

Her face was utterly pricelss, from the quick kiss or my suggestion..I have no idea, but the giggle that escaped from her was worth all the 'Yes, Lynnette' s' I could possibly ever want to hear, from her.

Grabbing her arm and slightly tugging her along, we headed back to my old room. After all, there were still plenty of things to gossip about and I really needed some help with trotting this mess from one room to the other.

It was while we were moving my boxes from one room to the next that I asked about the slaves who were not involved in formal training, particularly the one who danced in the bar. Her eyebrows raised slightly, I suppose trying to find out just where my interest lie.
 
Elena

"Ah....you mean Naomi. Now she has an interesting story. I'm not exactly sure of all the details, Kiera or the grunt could fill you in more fully, but it seems that she was held against her will by a dominant that she somehow eluded." Dropping the boxes on the floor of her new suite of rooms, I lowered myself to the floor to rest for a bit while Lynette sat on one of the boxes, her eyes never leaving me.

"She would probably very much interest you, Lynette. She is a T4....very powerful!" I saw her eyebrows go up as her interest was piqued. "Keira wanted to keep her for herself, but the grunt wouldn't let her, so you may run into a problem there, but maybe not." I considered.

"Otherwise, we are all at your disposal. Of course, we are all at various points in our training. Shy is relatively new, I am advanced in my training. Hmmm, oh yes, Gertrude is training as a submissive. She is training with Mr. Curtis, but I think she is to make herself available to all. Just don't go against Mr. Curtis' lessons. The same holds true for Moira and Cook, only Moira is denied penetration or orgasm."

"I have not been back for very long myself, so there are some that I do not know very well, like C and some of the others, but the norm is that all subs are available for the use of all dominants. Just ask the submissive. They will tell you if they already train with someone, or if you have a specific target in mind, I will find out for you. You have many choices here, Lynette. Do you have any equipment yet?"
 
Do You have any equipment yet?

My mind was reeling, trying to keep all the names straight. Ach, this was gonna be difficult.

"Equipment? Nope. Was gonna see what I could do to right that particular matter. I also need to go about getting furnishings, I have particular needs and just any old thing won't do. You know about any furniture stores that deliver? Better yet, wanna go shopping with me, mayhap tomorrow?"

I can see her mulling over my questions. She really has no clue how adorable she looks when she gets that little frown line from thinking so hard.

She tells me she can help me find some things in the sub-basement to at least start my *play-room* so we decide to go see what we can find to fill in some space.


"You know what's funny to me, dear heart? The fact that you have never once asked about my wolf. Most people (well women at least) would run screaming from me at the first sight of strangeness. Is it because you don't want to know, or do you think it's too personal?"

We were in the basement by this time, looking over I-beams, crosses, and the like. Her look was hard to see in the gloom, but my eyes adjusted automatically to make up for the lack of light. I was quite sure she noticed the golden glow that came to my eyes.
 
At the bar

Grunt sits, tapping the keyboard, unsure which keyes to hit.

As he thinks he looks around the bar, and there, she appears, Shy. "Shy, bring me fresh coffee and sit at my feet."

As if inspired, the tapping becomes strokes and the keyboard sings with his hammering, his concentration devoted to the screen. He performed his usual perusal of Chateau telemetry, and all was 'in the green'. Then, a quick scan of joural entees, looking for clues, or cry's. Gertrude's last entree stood out, dramatically. Damn, how'd that get by us. I'm gonna have to modify her simulation program. Should be easy to fix "Hmmmm ..."

Shy came with his coffee and sat at his feet, and with his 'hmmmm ...' of thoughtfulness, he began to tenderly caress her hair, petting her like his pet.
 
Re: Do You have any equipment yet?

apet4you said:
"You know what's funny to me, dear heart? The fact that you have never once asked about my wolf. Most people (well women at least) would run screaming from me at the first sight of strangeness. Is it because you don't want to know, or do you think it's too personal?"


I shot her a look of chagrin. "Oh Lynette! I so wanted to ask, but when you first allowed me to see your wolf, I was not in a position to be questioning any dominant. Then, when I found that I was not to be banished, I didn't know how to bring it up!"

Chancing a sideways glance at her lovely face, that same lovely face that could become more angular with eyes that went gold, and asked, "Will you tell me about it now? Please, Lynette!"
 
Moira had managed to work her personal schedule in before and during her day of work in the kitchen. Workout and Dance in the morning before dawn, then off to the kitchen. Taking a break midmorning to serve Cook in whatever manner he wished within her current limitations per da grunt, then off to inspection and to check on any new orders. Back in the kitchen, and so on, and so on. It had been hard to schedule everything but Syr had helped her with the details and the motivation to 'find' a solution.

"Some responsibilities can never be ignored, your health and peronal growth are but a few," she'd said with a wry smile.

Walking to check her current assignments, she quickly notices that she has an afternoon appointment with Monsieur. Moira realizes she is both excited and afraid all at the same time. If Monsieur had known, he would have been of course, pleased, but not surprised.

*********************************

As soon as he secured Moira for whatever free time she had available, Mr. O'Bannyon sent a message to da grunt asking for a formal meeting regarding the girl.


....grunt,

I'm sure it is no surprise to you that I've found M to be suitable to my needs and would like to discuss her available time in order to determine how far my interest would extend.

At your earliest convenience, I'd like to meet with you.

Regards,

Paul

 
Originally posted by Caitlynne At your earliest convenience, I'd like to meet with you.

Regards,

Paul
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The grunt received the message just as he was about to compose a difficult message to Curtis. goddamnit and he softly pounded his fist on the table, frustrated, and hurt. He felt a personal need to rid the girl, Gertrude, of her demons, but Moira was about to be lost to him, again. Gertrude's gotta wait

He composed his response without thought, I'm in the bar, your place or mine?
 
i walked into the bar timidly wondering who to hang out with...the momment i walked in Grunt beckond me to bring him hot fresh coffee..i got the coffee from the bar and walked over to where he was sitting sat the coffee on the table and kneeled at his feet. I knelt beneath him while he stroked my head i loved the feeling of power he had over me
 
At the bar

shysexkitten said:
... I knelt beneath him while he stroked my head i loved the feeling of power he had over me
"Come to the couch with me while I wait, sit on my lap." The grunt goes to the crushed velvet couch and reclines, and takes Shy into his lap like a doll, and presses her head against his shoulder."
 
Meditation

Ekvitkar had finally reached a position where he could absent himself from the workings of the Chateau for a bit, so immediately he went outside, into the forrest.
He sat on the highest point of The Rock, his legs crossed, steeped in what for him, passed as meditation.

"Shhhwwweeeeepp"

The stone swept up the edge of the sword, slowly, methodicly.
Each stroke completed with a slow, sure, deliberation.
The mind calmed, became like a pool of still water.
Whith ripples.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr........SHIT!"

He reached over and sheathed the blade. Evidently no matter what he tried today, he wasn't going to reach a state of calm.
"Sigh"
It didn't help that his thoughts kept returning to Lynette. SPecificly to the way he had met the wolfling.
Perhaps he had made a mistake after all, dragged her from one type of danger into another.
It wouldn't be the first time in his long life he'd made that kind of error. But usually before, it had only involved himself.

He rose and slung the sheathed blade across his back. Perhaps a walk in the forrest would help.
 
Paul O'Bannyon finished speaking with his Legal Advisors on the phone, sent a message off to his Financial Advisor and then relaxed for a moment to collect his thoughts. Breathing slow and deep, he closed his eyes and concentrated only on his breathing.

Ten minutes later, he rose, collected his coat and left his Suite to take a meeting with da grunt. Walking somewhat slowly as he recalled every bit of information he had in his possession about da grunt and his limited observation of what da grunt thought of Moira personally. Paul wanted to make this work, yet he had a sense, a suspicion that there was more to know in order to secure M for the time he desired.

With any luck it would just be a matter of money and a few initial limits to observe, but certainly her limits would be lifted in short order. Still, if it was more, more personal to da grunt that is, then it might interfere with what Paul had planned for the girl.

These thoughts were pushed from his mind as he entered the room and spotted da grunt...


"And so it begins......" he said to himself under his breath.
 
so it begins

Originally posted by Caitlynne "And so it begins......" he said to himself under his breath.
The warmth of young Shy had almost put the grunt to sleep as he relaxed with her in his arms. It was by fortunate happenstance that he opened his eyes just as O'Bannyon was entering the bar. "Up baby, leave me for awhile. Welcome Mr. O'Bannyon, please join me at the table." Grunt rises from the couch and assumes a table in a more remote corner of the bar.

"Drink? I'm having coffee myself. Do you a problem with the standard top-girl price?" The grunt, always blunt, blurts.
 
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