The House That Payne Built

dinner anyone?

OOC: this has gotten a bit confusing...is dinner still on or has the menu changed? LOL
 
OOC:

Dinner?? ummm I think the guests are still arriving and getting aquainted... possibly workin up an appetite *weg* hehe what about you Thor? see anything to whet your palette yet?
 
IC: Sealy to Dominique

"Why yes dear, I'm Sorry, I just assumed you had already been informed and briefed. Well, no problem then I'll give you a short run down."

The pager at Sealy's side gives it's short melodic summons. "Oh, dear. It will have to be brief Dominique I am being called to a Guests room as it is. Won't you follow me and I'll fill you in on the way."

Dominique nodded as Sealy turned to go.

"Well, I'm sure you already know that this resort intends to pamper its patrons. Give them whatever they need or desire. Which includes servants if the Guest so desire. Your job will to be to see to a select number of Guests needs. If you feel you are assigned too many then speak to me and we'll lighten your work load. Requests from Guest can range anywhere from clean towels to a foot massage to an erotic bath or even BDSM. If at anytime you feel uncomfortable with a request please excuse yourself courteously, informing the Guest that another servant will arrive shortly. Then contact the desk to let them make the arrangements. Of course, all your expenses are taken care of while you are here and your salary will be direct deposited to your account and any tips or gifts your recieve from the Guests are absolutely yours to keep, free and clear."

Sealy stops in front of Patrick's door, turning to Dominique with a smile. "Now, before you go unpack and freshen up are there any questions you might have?"
 
Dominique

My mind was in a spin. What kind of place was this? I'd applied for what I thought was a simple maid servant's position and now...
I nodded to Sealy, a little dumbly. She would surely read the shock on my face. But then, in a fit of insanity I guess-
"No, Ma'am" I said. Were my lips curling up in a smile now?
My mind was now in a different whirl, considering what I'd dropped myself into. I felt my body betraying my usual sensibilty - my nipples were beginning to harden, and my panties were now feeling a little damp.
"Thank you, Ma'am Sealy, I'll go freshen up..." I said, hurriedly, moving off before another blush would betray my thoughts again.

A little while later, I had brought in my baggage and had set myself up in the servant's room that was assigned to me.
After a quick shower, I opened the wardrobe, only to find that there was already a couple of maid uniforms inside. A lot like my own, except... a lot different, too. The black skirts were obviously a lot shorter, for one thing. And one of the uniforms was made out of black and white PVC. Not everyday housework wear. Making sure the door was closed and locked, I changed, into the... 'normal' maids uniform in the wardrobe. I stood for a few minutes in front of the long mirror fixed inside the wardrobes lefthand door, admiring myself. Mon Dieu my mind was telling me, what do you think you're doing, Dominique?
I giggled to myself then. The black uniform was tight, but not constrictingly so, as the PVC one looked. It had a white lace collar, and white lace also about the short sleeves and over the shoulders. A similarly white-laced half-pinafore hung about my waist, the wide white satin belt tied up in a large bow at the back. The skirt was, as I thought, ridiculously short - if I bent over forward more than even a little, my pudunda would be displayed, covered by the thin white panties I wore. Sheer white stockings and high-heeled black shoes completed the outfit. I always thought I had a nice pair of legs.
Not going to get a lot of housework done in this my mind told me.
"Mon Dieu, I sure hope not!" I giggled out aloud to myself, as I picked up my pager, unlocked the door, and headed back out.
 
Madam Kit: As we headed to the pool, another of the resort's guests appeared in the hallway. He looked a little lost, so we invited him to come along. It was obvious from the tent forming in his trunks, he would be delighted to accomodate us.

Opting for the hot tub first, I watched as my lovely neighbor lowered herself into the water, causing her already snug suit to become nearly invisable. Her large, dark nipples went hard immediately. The temptation was too much, I slid into the tub behind her and began to rub her neck and shoulders. "My dear" ,I purred, "you seem to need release."

Looking over at the young man across from us, I added, "you both seem to be in need. She's lovely, isn't she?"

Feigning surprise, I paused a moment, "my goodness, where are my manners? We haven't been properly introduced. I am Madam Kit, and you two are, other than good enough to eat, that is?
 
Kits green eyes were perusing my body. I felt stimulated under her gaze. When she asked who I was, I just gave her my first name. My last name tended to act as a beacon to all the golddiggers, hangers on in the vicinity. "My name is Danse. Pleasure to meet you Kit."

OOC: thor, I am ready for dinner, we just have to get every one out of the tubs, pools, closets, rooms.....Some entertainment might be interesting?
 
Dinner

A chime sounds melodiously throughout the house. A soft, cultured voice announces, "Dinner will be served in the dining room in 10 minutes. Thor requests your presence."
 
Madam Kit: "Well, my dears, shall we continue this later? It would not do to be late for dinner."

Back in my room, I traded the bathingsuit for a simple black column dress with a very low back and emerald earrings. After twisting my hair into a sleek chignon and touching up my lipstick, I headed to the dining room.
 
I took Kits words to mean that being late for dinner would not be tolerated. I remembered the rules that were recited to me by the hostess.

I quickly changed into a silver gown, slim straps, simply cut, slit up one leg to my mid thigh. I slipped on a pair of silver sandles, and just did my eyes and put on some lip gloss. Ieft my hair down, pushed behind my ears. I wore a diamond solitaire on a slim silver chain, that nestled in my cleavage, and some spectactular studs in my ears.

I made it to the dining room in time and was escorted to my table.
 
Dominique

Hmm, should I attend the dinner?
I still wasn't sure exactly what general duties I was supposed to perform. Well, maybe they could use a hand serving up. At least I had real experience at that.
I soon managed to find my way to the dining room.
 
Thor

Leaning comfortably against a pillar in the huge chamber and sipping a very nice Vouvray, I watch the dinner "guests" arrive. My photographic memory has catalogued them from pictures, even though I have not met most of them.

Here comes Madam Kit, as she calls herself. The black gown is stunning and, I suspect, appropriate for her dark nature. And there is Danse, heiress, spoiled, and very lovely. Her silver gown sets off her figure in just the right way. At one of the side doors my eyes take in the new servant, Dominique. The black uniform, trimmed in white set off those legs very well. "I must compliment Sealy on her taste," I muse. My choice of words bring a bubble of laughter to my lips, "I am sure she will be tasted somewhere this evening...and taste too."
 
As I enter the dining room with Kit at my side, I see a distinguished gentleman leaning against a marble column, with a crystal wine glass in his hand. His electric blue gaze wanders over the crowd. His silver hair is perfectly set off by the dark jacket he wears. I purse my pouty lips a tiny bit in thought...."is this our host?" I ask myself.

My gaze then wanders to Kit, dressed all in black, she is stunning. She excudes a dark power. I lift my hair off my shoulder and let it fall like silk down by back. A small smile to myself as I congratulate myself on my choice of spas.
 
Kit: I smiled as Danse played with her hair. It was obvious she was showing off all her assets. I couldn't help but notice our host Thor appreciated those assets as well. Helping myself to a glass of wine from the sideboard, I handed one to Danse as well.

Moving a little closer, I turned to Danse, "it appears your necklace has become caught in your hair, I will fix it for you.' Lifting her hair to "adjust" the errant piece of jewelry, I lightly brushed my fingers across the back of her neck. Seeing a tiny uncontrolled shiver ripple through Danse's shoulder, I whispered in her ear, "you look magnificent, I fear dinner will pale in comparison."

Resuming a cool stance, I turned back to Thor. "The decor is exquisite. Very restoring to the soul." Lifting my glass in a salute, I added, "please give my regards to the designer."
 
Thor

With a little bow - my glass high, I return Kit's salute, "Kit, I may call you Kit, I hope, the decoration is dim by comparison to the beauty in this room." Kit exudes sensuality. I miss little - I noticed Kit's little brush of Danse's neck, and the almost imperceptable shudder. Inwardly smiling, I think, "These two will add spice to the house that Payne built."

Signalling our newest staff member, Dominique, to bring fresh glasses, I look at Kit and Danse and say, "Ladies, will you do me the honor of joining me for dinner?" One hand rests on Kit's elbow, the other is extended to Danse. My eyes, however, slide, in a visual caress, over their bodies and then lock on Kit's liquid orbs. A little smile plays across my lips. "I am sure that we will enjoy each course. Forgive me, but I must play the genial host for a few more minutes. I expect a few more people will be joining us."
 
Dominique

The man who had been leaning against a pillar when I entered looked over to me and waved his free hand, over and around down the side of the wine glass he held, beckoning me to bring more glasses.
I wasn't exactly sure who he was by sight, but he exuded an aura of authority, and his manner certainly suggested who he was... I have served as a maid long enough in other households to tell this much. He must be the master of the house.
Dutifully, I collected several clean glasses from a nearby drinks cabinet - feeling a little uncomfortable, I admit, at having to kneel down to the glass doors in the attire I wore - and placed them on a finely-engraved silver tray, and brought them across to the dining table, where he and the other guests who had so far arrived were now beginning to move over to.
"Anything else, monsieur?" I asked softly, as I slid the tray onto the table beside him.
 
Thor

"Not just now - Dominique, right?" I watched her eyes widen, wondering how I knew her name. But, Cherie, please attend to the guests. Most of them have very simple requirements, but...," I left the rest to her imagination. "By the way, I am Thor, the host."
 
Dominique

"Oui, monsieur" I replied, "a pleasure to meet you at last... thank you for employing me..." I added, in more of a hushed tone.
He nodded curtly to me, and I turned to look at the other guests.
"Is there anything I can get for you, ma'am?" I asked the closest, a rather strikingly attractive woman, wearing a long low-cut black dress.
 
Kit: "No, thank you, my dear." Running my eyes down her scant uniform to her glorious stockinged legs, I added, "but perhaps something later, oui?" Not only was the spa's decor excellent, so was the choice in staff.
 
Dominique

"And you, ma'am?" I asked again, looking at the other woman, also quite beautiful, wearing a silver gown.
 
As Kit loosened the necklace from the strand of hair, her fingers brushed my neck, sending shocks of ice and fire in unison down my back. The words whispered in my ear caressed me. I found my self blushing slightly under the scrutiny I was receiving from both Kit and our host. His eyes seemed to be everywhere at once, on me, on Kit, and across the room. I ran my violet eyes over him, and kit in much the same way they had perused me. I lifted my wine glass to my lips, took a sip and licked the drop that threatened to fall from the corner. Dinner was going to be interesting.
 
Kit: Leaving our host and the lovely maid to greet the rest of the guests, I locked arms with Danse and we headed into the dining room.

As we awaited the others, I decided to tell my sexy companion a little more about myself. "I was delighted when I recieved my invitation to come here. So far, it has turned out to be delightful."

"I enjoy resorts such as this. There are several in Europe I like to frequent, usually in the company of a beautiful young woman such as yourself. There is one in particular in Amsterdam that is perfect for the uninitiated. The ideal playground for those seeking to unlease their secret desires and taste of things they've only fantasized about. It is good, I think, to explore all aspects of oue sexuality, don't you? Everything from the most chaste, virginal kiss to the utter helplessness of being bound, displayed, and explored to the awesome power of bending another to one's own desires." Placing a fingertip to Danse's chin, I turned her face to mine, "what brought you here? What hidden things do you wish to reveal?"
 
Danse: As the serving girl left, her long legs, were accentuated by the short skirt of her uniform. I could appreciate the beauty. Then Kit led me to the table that we were to sit at. She spoke to me of places she had been, things she had experienced, and then she asked what brought me to "The House that Payne built" I was surprised by the question. No doubt it was a loaded one. I took my time. Looking directly into her dark green eyes, I said, "I am here to find something that I have lost." Then I rephrased what I had said, "Or, rather, I am here to find something that I may not ever even had." I know my answer was cryptic, but how could I answer the question, when I didn't know what the answer was. Kit seemed to understand. As I took my seat, Kit sat across from me, and our host was seated at the head of the table. I had learned that everyone would get the opportunity to dine with our host. I took in the beautiful place settings. The gorgeous bone china, the silver and crystal glimmered in the candlelight. Soft music was piped in from hidden speakers. It was truly lovely. I noticed Kits intent eyes on me as I sipped my wine.
 
Thor

"I'll wait for a few more minutes," I think, "and then we will have dinner and much more." I did not miss the little byplay between Kit and Danse. Kit remindes me of a true hedonist I knew a couple of years ago. Dark mystery; exuding sensuality. Something tells me, though, that Danse will be a "handful." Laughing to myself at my double entendre, I wait for any straggling guests...
 
The aromas were wafting in from the hidden kitchen. Servers were making their way to the table with silver domed trays. I had a feeling this whole night would be succulent. I nodded as someone offered to refill my wine glass. I could already feel the effects of the two glasses I had. I smiled a small secret smile to Kit across from me, and then one to our host who wasn't seated yet, he looked as though he were waiting for something...
 
Thor

Shaking my head with visible annoyance, I walk toward Danse and Kit. "It appears that the rest are unavoidably detained," a grim smile on my face. "Perhaps you will permit your genial host to join you, ladies?"

Without waiting for a response, I slide into one of the ornate chairs.
 
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