Unlimited pleasure for the Rich and Famous

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

I closed my eyes for a moment. Opening them again, I looked into hers, willing my feelings to her even as I sought the words for them.

"It's so easy to forget sometimes, just how truly innocent you are." The words, though husky, are tender. "I'm not used to.. leading, in a relationship. I'm not even terribly used to being able to share my feelings with anyone. I just figured if you were interested, you'd let me know. And you and Frank seemed so tight, I didn't know what to think. I'm also worried that there might be.. jealosy, with our new line of work. I'm pretty sure that once this place gets going, I'll be entertaining too. But yes. It's been you. You can see what you do to me, and it's not just physical. Do you feel it too? I..." I was close to tears, and scared silly. I'd never laid that much of myself out before, never shared that much. I was already putting the 'Doctor Collins' mask on, in case I'd said too much, scared her off.....

 

[papillon24]

Tigre

" So Victor, leaving so soon. I think not" with that I grabbed his arm swinging him around. I reached back and grabbed the collar and leash from off the floor and quickly attached it around his neck.

"Are you afraid of what I will do or are you just not man enough to handle me?"

I was just trying to get him to stay. I had worked to hard to get him, judt to let him walk out on me

I pulled him over to the matress in the corner of the room where I tied the leash up to th wall next to the matress. He looked confused as I pushed him down onto it.

" Don't make me tie you up again my pet." as i laid down next to him.

" Remember, I always get what I want, and what I want now is you." kissing him gently down his neck

 

[bigsteve]

Victor

Tigre had my back on the leash and on the mattress with her. She told me she always got what she wanted, and what she wanted right now was me. I'm sure she could tell by my erectness that I was not at all opposed to the idea. In fact through out this whole ordeal I don't think I went limp once. She is that sexy. I figured if this is what she wanted she would get it, and if she wanted to treat me like an animal then that's what she would get too. I lept at Tigre pulling her down onto the bed with me, I began removing her remaining clothing as quickly as possible maybe even ripping them. I growled and snarled at her like a raging animal, suddenly I felt uncontrollable and full of desire. My desire was locked upon her.

 

[Merelan]

Shadow's shadow:

As she spoke I saw the truth in her eyes. She too was nervous, and a bit frightened. Her? This strong wonderful woman who seemed so sure and confidant? How could she be nervous, of me? I stroked her cheek, willing her not to shut down. I had seen the defenses go up, I knew how that worked. Hide and no one can see the pain, the loneliness, the heart ache for someone to look into you and know you. To want the inside you as you are, and not as they think they can change you. I shyly smiled and slipped into her arms, laying my head on her shoulder.
"No one needs to lead, or follow. I want to walk...right here. With you." Hoping she understood, my heart racing, pounding as her arms closed around me. Holding me closer, stroking my back. Still, yet flying higher then ever. Then I remembered where, and who we were.
"What about? I mean... Our jobs? Do you mind if? Well." I ducked my head again. "You make me feel like I am 16, everything I want to say gets all jumbled." I pouted out my bottom lip in jest, a new twinkle in my eye.

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

My voice felt thick and heavy as I spoke into her shoulder. "Our jobs? No, I don't mind, exactly," I chuckled. "You may not have noticed, but I'm not exactly the most sexually normal person around. Or maybe I am, I mean I know what I like and just go with it, but my desires and all are just so... jumbled sometimes. But jealousy is rarely an issue for me. I saw the look in your eyes when Frank and I were together, and when I talked about him. It's you I'm worried about."

I pulled back a bit in the hug, so I could look her in the eyes again. "You need to stop worrying so much about pretending to be your sister, though. Medusa's professional opinion, and my amateur one, are that whatever your sister has that's made her a legend in the business, you've got it too, and powerfully. You've said that you're aware of yourself; use that awareness for confidence, and don't worry about where it leads you." Absently, I wondered at the amount of hot water this place seemed to have. Then I thought about how nice it would be to have a one-track mind instead of the eight-track I had, usually running at least two tracks at once.

 

[Merelan]

Shadow:
I blushed as she told me I was talented. I snuggled closer, loving her body against mine. Frank? I wasn't sure what to think. I didn't want anyone connecting us in their minds yet. I wasn't ready. Not that I didn't like him, but it frightened me a bit.
"I am shriveling into a prune. Help me dry off?" Then, oh God. She turned her face to me as I spoke and I saw her eyes, those sparks flickering into me. Gently taking her face in my hands I pulled her towards me.
"Please. Let me kiss you. Taste you. Please."

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

I looked straight into her eyes. "Don't beg. at least, not unless I'm holding a leash around your neck." I smiled, reaching behind me left-handed to stop the water in the shower even as I used my right to cup her chin, tilting her face just a little, and tilting my own head opposite. I leaned forward and pressed my lips against hers. Osculation is another favorite activity of mine; I guess Shadow was right in that respect. I am very oral. I teased her lips with my tongue, waiting for her to open up.

 

[Merelan]

Shadow:
Slowly I gave in to her. My mouth opening and her tongue flicking at mine. I moaned as I surrendered. Somehow this woman had caught me, found me, the shy nervous and awkward me that hid inside. Yet, she also drew out the sensual, proud self. My mind racing as our hands stroked each other, touching and caressing whatever we could find.

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

There is one nice thing about having a mind that works on several levels at once, I thought as I kissed Shadow. First, I was kissing her, holding her wet body in my right arm even as I sent my left searching for the big, fluffy towel that I knew was somewhere just behind her... Got it!

I unfurled the towel, ignoring her little whimper as my hand left her body for the time it took. Then I began to dry her off, never losing pace with the kiss. It was pretty rare for me to have clumsy moments, I was so used to my attention being split.

 

[Merelan]

Shadow:

Wrapped in her arms, and the towel. Her kiss still holding me, binding me to her. Blind and deaf to all around me, not even aware of the water ceasing or our moving out of the stall. Only aware of her touch and taste. Our tongues making love in a more intimate way then I had ever experienced before.

 

[Nymph]

ooc: MakeMyDay sent me so nice an invitation to this thread that I could hardly refuse. Hope this is what you had in mind...

Julie's blonde hair fell to her shoulders, and she quickly wiped away the tears that had started to form on her green eyes. What was she doing here?

Julie had been a virgin until the age of 16--admittedly, from that point onwards, her sex-life had become rather interesting, since her boyfriend Paul had been on the edge of the perverse--and Julie had liked that.
But apart from Paul, no other man had so much as seen her naked.
Then one day, the disaster happened...she had been on a train with her parents and Paul, when the train had a terrible accident. As if by a miracle, she had barely been bruised...but Paul and her parents had not survived it.

She had been put into an orphanage...but what few people knew was that this seemingly well-reputed etablissement was a secret slavery operation, selling young girls to brothels. She had even been prepared for the part...there had been dance lessons, and many of the dances she'd learned were less than decent.

But one of the men, called Jean--who only worked there in the hope to secretly gain enough information to expose these slavers--had taken pity on her, and helped her to escape...he did not know any safe place to hide her though...except a place belongin to a friend of hers, called La Maison Blanche.
Julie had been terrified at the idea of offering her body...but then, it seemed she would have to do that anyway, and at LMB she might come to accept and like it...and this Medusa, from what she had heard from her, would treat her kindly. So one night, about a month after her 18th birthday, Jean had brought her here...and then quickly left, because he had to return to the orphanage in time, so as not to arouse suspicion.

So here she stood, wearing only a white blouse and a short red skirt, and no lingerie--the outfit had been her idea. She had somewhat surprised Jean with that, but although it had not been easy for her to dress this way, she knew it was best to grow accustomed to it as soon as possible. And her suitcase was packed with several erotic outfits stolen from the orphanage. Forcing down both her tears and her fear, she entered La Maison Blanche...all she knew was that Medusa had been told about her, and would meet her in the entrance hall.

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

Oh.

This simple kiss, that we'd come close to before, this closeness, this sharing, it was a kind of epiphany.

I'd finished drying her, and was beginning to dry myself, quickly and businesslike; I wanted to maintain this contact as long as possible. I could somewhat taste both Frank's and my own cocks on her tongue from her brief flirtation with fellatio earlier. Multitasking mind still on, I led her back into Frank's room to hear his deep snore as he lay on the bed, barely losing the rhythym of the kiss myself.

Walking backward and kissing was not, however, so easy for Shadow, who stumbled and broke the kiss. Her eyes were wide, and locked onto mine.

"Wow." Her breath was ragged, and not just from the kiss.


Her eyes followed me as I scooped up the restraints. Grinning, I cocked an eyebrow at her. "Your place, or mine, sweety?"

 

[Merelan]

Shadow:
"Yours, please yours." I held tight to her hand and we wordlessly slipped out. Trying not to awaken Frank. She led me down the hall and around turns, I was soon lost, and in more ways then one.

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

I paused, looking left and right.

"That's odd. I seem to have lost my way. Let's see, the kitchen should be this way..." Around a corner and down a flight of steps, down a hallway and up a flight of steps, to find....

The Dining Hall.

I looked at Shadow for a moment, then smiled. "Little minx. You've managed to distract my direction sense. Fortunately," I kissed her softly, a warming brush of the lips that left us both aching for more, "I can get us to my room easily from here."

Out the other door, into the kitchen, through the side door, up the stairs, and down the hall to my office, up another flight of stairs, around two corners and into my room.

"See? Nothing to this place."

"Kerry...." Shadow's voice was half growl.

"Yeeeesssss?" I batted my lashes at her.

"Don't talk."

 

[Merelan]

Shadow:
Her getting lost, and then calling me a minx was all I could take. My nerves shook and i swear I was ready to pass out. Every word she said sank into me, like a touch, a caress.
"Don't talk." I pulled her to me.
"Not a word."
Then letting my hands start at her face and slowly stroke my way downwards, her silken shoulders, her taut breasts. She was so beautiful. Her eyes betraying her nervousness. Nervous? Of me? A chill ran through me as I remembered her words. Not being the one who usually led. Fine. I would then. I drew myself up, one hand still on her hip. She had closed her eyes at my touch.
Trying to imagine I was brave and bold. "Kerry. Look at me. Now."
Hoping she wouldn't just laugh. Though I was close to it.

 

[catlover]

Frank

I was wide awake.In fact- i was about ready to come join them in the shower when I heard the water being turned off.

I was crushed that they left, after promising to stay the night in my big spacious room, to fo off somewhere in a staff quarters or wherever they were going.

I arose, cleaned up in what likewarm water they had left, and dressed in nice clean clothes.

Going downstairs, I looked around to see if anyone else was about, and there on a settee outside Medusa;'s office was a young girl I hadnt seen before. I went over and said "Hello - I'm Frank- are you new here?"

She looked up at me and told me her name was Julie and she had just arrived

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

There it was again.

The 180-degree switch, where she went from nervousness and insecurity to total self-posession and control. Her hands, steady and sure, mine were twitching and trembling. A tiny moan escaped me as she began to caress me.

I don't remember closing my eyes, but they snapped open and immediately riveted on Shadow at her terse command. Looking at her again, hearing the tone of command in her voice, I fought the urge to kneel.

She hadn't told me to do that.

 

[Make_My_Day]

Medusa

I had come home very late that night. So late even that I decided to take a shower and get back to work.
On my short trip I had visited two important gatherings and had spoken to several people. These people had one word in common: money. Lots of it. And they were my potential customers.
I had also run into Jean, an old acquaintance, who, I knew, was at one of the parties with a similar motive: business.
Jean and I had talked for a while and he had asked a favour which was to take in a young girl. He had grown affectionate to her and he knew I would be the best solution to her problems.
I, on my turn had told him I would give her a change.
I owed him one or two favours..

That morning when I came home, every body was (seemingly) asleep. I had gone upstairs, taken a shower and changed my gown for my suit. A deep green suit, businesslike but very sexy if I may say so.
I was entering some new addresses in my database and making up a discrete letter to all potential clients. I heard the voices outside my office and looked up. I recognised Franks’ voice, but who was the other.
I stood up and walked out of my office to find Frank there, with a lovely young lady.

“Hello..?” I said friendly but surprised. I looked the girl up and down. I wondered how she had gotten in in the first place.
The girl was scared and insecure, you didn’t have to be empathic to see that. “Hello, I’m Julie..” she said and paused.
“Ah!.. dear.. Jean doesn’t waste time.. now does he?”
She looked to the ground.
“Welcome.. I am Medusa. And I see you have met Frank” I adjusted my tone before she would feel unwanted “let’s go and have breakfast, I’m starving!”
As I softly put an arm around her shoulders to guide her to the dining room I turned to Frank who was looking surprised but lovingly at her.
“Good morning Frank” smiling I pressed my lips softly against his cheek “would you care to join us?”. Knowing he would say yes I rested my other arm on his shoulders and guided them to the dining room.
“Then, you can tell me all about yourself and I will answer all your questions..”

 

[Merelan]

Shadow:

Out of no where it took over me, this need for control. My emotions and feelings in a turmoil so I took what control I could.
"Kerry. Look at me. Now."
Her eyes flew open and I swear she almost dropped, but caught herself. Standing quietly as I let one hand slide down her cheek, cupping her chin.
"You are a precious creature. So beautiful and confidant, yet underneath. I see. I see the confused, lonely soul. Let me in. Let me show you I understand. Let our loving sooth us both. You too are a "half breed" of sorts aren't you?" Hoping, praying to the Goddess she understood what I was saying and wouldn't laugh or push me away.
"Now here. Help me brush my hair out. It will get tangled otherwise."

 

[Nymph]

Julie

Julie had felt slightly relieved when the first person to talk to her had shown obvious kindness in his voice and manner.

But she had no illusions--she knew this man wanted to have sex with her. Well, at least he was handsome, and looked as if he wouldn't want to hurt her. At least not without her agreement--Julie blushed as she remembered some of the wilder nights with Paul.

Then Medusa came--Julie's heart fluttered, she couldn't believe the breath-taking beauty of this woman.

As they went to take their breakfast and Medusa started talking about questions she might have, the reality suddenly snapped back in Julie's mind--
she was now a pleasure girl. Not exactly a prostitute, and certainly in a far better and happier place than she would have been without Jean, but still, her goal from now on would be to please men with her body.

Already Julie regretted that she wasn't wearing any bra or panties...

 

[catlover]

Frank

It was very nice to see Medusa again- especially now that the sky was clear about that butler job. At first I was ready to accept her terms, but later decided that I liked being a guest so much better, giving me the freedom to make my own moves and choices, and come and go if I pleased.

In any case I had cleared my schedule and money was no problem- I had all of it I could ever spend. My family in the states was grown and I couldnt care less whether I ever saw my wife again. As far as I was concerned- this was home, and I would do anything to stay here- even financially if Medusa needed it.

I just sat with them and enjoyed the chat between the two women. Medusa had excited me from the first minute I saw her, but there was something about Julie that excited me too. A lovely young nymph always does that for a dirty old man, but this one was special and I couldnt wait for Medusa to just get her settled so I could put the moves on her

In the back of my mind were my other two friends, Shadow and Kerry, who I hoped had enjoyed their little tryst and were ready for some more playtime, but first things first, as I heard Julie ask about her new position in life.

The champagne Medusa served us with breakfast helped loosen her up, and she became rather talkative. I loved seeing her lips move when she talked, and I immediately thouught of a better use for them, but I was patient- it would all happen sooner or later

[Edited by catlover on 04-30-2001 at 02:37 PM]

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

An unconcsious gesture, one that overtakes me when anyone confuses me; I tilted my head to one side as she sat down.

Beautiful? Confident? Me?

Exotic, possibly alluring, but confidence was one of many social graces I was sorely lacking.

As I mulled this over, I scooped up a broad, flat, heavy hairbrush - I immediately thought of it as a spanking instrument and categorised the placement and timing of the swats that would make it useful in that regard, and began brushing her hair, relishing the soft, thick silky feel of Shadow's hair as the brush passed through it.

I was far too isolated, lived too much in my own mind, to have true confidence. I have knowledge of, and faith in, my skills which lends me a certain bravado in all things medical (except bedpans).

As I brushed, my eyes found hers in the mirror again. This time, I vocalised my thoughts.

"You see a confidence that isn't there, Shadow," I began, "I've been alone for so long, almost all my life it seems. Friends and family that never came close to seeing me. They saw a mask, a part I was playing. Typical high school jock, on the swim team and the lacrosse team, pulling down decent, but not stellar, grades. Going on to college, getting accepted into medical school, sticking it out, heck, even getting posted to St. Joseph's Trauma unit. And then I go and pull.... This on them. Dad almost took it as a personal insult, mom said she had a feeling, but didn't want to believe it. They were angry at me for deceiving them all those years, made it clear they never wanted to see me again. I had a few drinking buddies left over from when I was a guy, but they mostly freaked the first time they saw me in a dress and make-up. The rejection could've hurt worse, but I'd spent so long inside my own head wrestling with it that I just took it as a matter of course. You, and Medusa, are the first people to even look for a person inside swift, cold, competent Doctor Collins. And my counselor, of course, but he was well paid to help me ferret out my demons and give them a good talking-to." I grinned at that, still brushing her hair. Cooling trails told me tears were falling from my eyes as I gave Shadow the Cliffs' Notes of my life.

 

[Merelan]

Shadow:
I let her words soothe her, though the tears I wished to kiss away. I let her brush my hair as she kept on, purging the hurt, and anger. I too wanted to cry. Inknew that hidden self. Had one myself. Closing my eyes I felt one tear slip down my face, and let it go. That one tear symbolized all the years of poverty and hate. Abusive alcoholic parents, reservation living, half breed treatment. Not belonging to anyone but Shadow. Then the worst pain of all. The running out of her. I took a deep breath and reached for the brush. Flinging it to the bed I took her hand in mine, raising the other to wipe away the tears, but stopping. Instead I leaned in and began licking them. Crooning Love mantras as I softly licked and kissed her face. Twisted in pain, it soon smoothed. Her eyes opening and meeting mine.
"Be my friend. Please. I so need a friend right now. Be my lover too?" The words came haltingly as I remembered the times we had started, yet never finished love making. This time I was not letting her go.

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

I swallowed the lump that had somehow risen to my throat, feeling the pain of my last few weeks in The States recede, crawl back into the locked vault I had set aside for my negative emotions. I let the relaxation of not being directly controlled by those feelings wash over me, even as Shadow licked the tears from my face. I'd left that all behind me. To the people who'd turned me away, I was dead. Eric, my counselor, had made that much clear: If I took the staff physician job at La Maison Blanche, I would simply vanish as far as the rest of the world was concerned. Heck, I even wanted it that way. Gave me a sense of closure about my pseudo-male life. My moment of locking down that pain ended as Shadow began to speak.

"Be my friend, please? I so need a friend right now. Be my lover, too?"

The lump I thought I'd swallowed was back, and new tears formed. Tears this time, of joy, of relief and release. I pulled her into my arms, holding her tightly as I sobbed.

"Yes, oh please, yes." My voice cracking. We'd come close before, but it would have been a lesser experience without the connection we'd begun to forge. There was something there, something within her that called to me.

 

[Master T.]

OOC: Still time to join?

OOC: I haven't read the previous posts yet (apart from the initial ones to explain the situation), quite a lot of them ... do I need to? But if a new visitor came, would he need to know what is happening in the other rooms? I was wondering if you had room and personell available to host another guest ... I am pretty open to pleasures of all kinds

Just in case there is still a place for me:

IC: Thomas Gordon

Thanks to a little fortune he inherited in his early youth and a well going company that had been managed by a reliable and trustworthy confidant to prosper and bloom while he was still merely a boy as a part of it he had been able to spend his adolescent years with studing whatever caught his fancy and with travelling the world.

Now in his late 30's he had become a well educated man, were it science, sports, literature and languages .. or the art of making love. For extended periods of time he had resided in the Arab countries with one of his friends he had made while at a game of Polo, Karim Ben Musab, where he had learned more about love making than he ever had thought there was to it, and this not only thanks to some of the sweetest blossoms of the orient world in his friend's harem.

Right now it was one of his trips to sign some papers for the company that had grown to a world wide group in the meantime, and he was more than happy to leave business to his associate and confident while enjoying the summer rides on his Yacht or the winters on the St. Moritz slopes and in his cozy Swiss chalet.

At this very instant though he held an elegant envelope in his hand while he looked at his image in the mirror. The handsome face reflected in there showed a healthy but not burned tan that told he was taking good care of him, and his full dark hair that was kept short in a modern fashion showed a first streak of grey at his temples. His dark eyes smoldered with passion and delight as he let his strong but well manicured hands almost lovingly caress the envelope ... how could a man of his nature let such a chance pass untaken ....

He turned to his desk and put down his affirmation of date, price and acceptance of the arrangement, then sealed the envelope and - as if by an afterthought and a fancy of the moment - heated a stick of wax and pressed his seal in the unusual black sealing wax.

"John, please see that this letter is delivered first thing tomorrow morning ... "

"Sure Sir - anything else you will need tonight?"

"No John, you can go now ... have a nice evening ... till tomorrow, usual time ..."

And as the door fell shut behind John, Thomas Gordon poured himself a glass of fine old Brandy and let his thoughts drift to Eastern Nights of delight and eventually to the pleasures ahead...