Unlimited pleasure for the Rich and Famous

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I lokked around. Wow she had thought of everything. I saw a changing room to the side and decided to change in to something a little more comfotable.

Taking my backpac off and setting it in the room I changed in to my leather pants, high healed boots and a lacy black tight tank top.

I put my shirt and blouse in my bag and hurried upstairs to the sun room to meet the guest more formally than before
 
Karl von Falken

I took a moment to admire the mysterious Asian with Medusa, then I smiled and walked toward the sun-lounge. Right now, a drink sounded good; it might help lighten things up somewhat.

"Damn," I muttered. I had done it again. I had made my fortune by taking what I wanted, when I wanted it. Sometimes, I forgot that people didn't always fall in line the way I wanted them to. Certainly, Claudette had resisted. And yet, for a moment, there had been a spark between us.

Entering the sun-lounge, I was once again impressed by Medusa's good taste. Whatever this little vacation ended up costing me, it would be money well-spent.

A couple was already there. A tall American and his companion, a lovely girl who gazed at me with sparkling eyes. I smiled at her, and introduced myself. I was pleased to hear that she would be joining the staff of the LMB; I was already planning what I had in store for her. I nodded to the American, Frank, and he grinned.

I sat down, relaxing for the first time in days, and awaited the arrival of my beautiful and mysterious hostess.

[Edited by doctor_insanus on 03-17-2001 at 10:51 AM]
 
Medusa

"well, well.." I thought proudly as I entered the lounge. Claudette was behind the bar pouring some drink, the good girl.
There was Frank, and his grilfriend who I had hired between Shadow and Tigre. Herr von Falken was sitting in a comfortable chair.

"well.. I see you have already met one another.. " and as I strided into the room, with a very satisfied smile, Tigre came in behind me.
"Ah yes.. " I turned and bowed my head, showing my delighted approval of her new outfit "and this is Tigre, for those who haven't met her yet. I hope Shadow will join us soon as well".

I slipped behind the bar, smiling lovingly at Claudette and I poured myself a martini..
 
Karl von Falken

I had been thinking again of Marina when Medusa entered, closely followed by the exotic young Asian. In her leather pants, high heeled boots, and lacy black tank top, she suddenly became the object of everyone's attention. Even Medusa seemed most impressed.

"Ah yes, and this is Tigre, for those who haven't met her yet. I hope Shadow will join us soon as well."

Tigre. Very interesting. And who was this Shadow? It seemed that beautiful women were starting to appear by the minute. And so far, Frank was the only other man I had seen.

I liked those odds.
 
frank

It was a pleasure talking with Karl,and telling him how one of his countrymen had recommended this unusual little spot.

In the background I heard the ladies talking about something like bondage - did I hear correctly? That was something that had always intrigued me, but never experienced. The looks of that little asian girl intrigued me too, so I knew that before the time here expired, I would have my introduction. I just hope it wouldn't be too violent for my tender pampered body, but just the looks of her and the thought of it gave me a huge erection that I had to readjust in my pants.
 
Claudette

Caludette contently poured drinks for the guests in the louge, smiling politely at all of them. The purpose of this mansion made her blush whenever she thought about it. She was blushing frequently from behind the bar.

Worse, whenever she looked at a guest she realized why they were here as well, and she would have to quickly advert her eyes to avoid a further feeling of embaressment. Worse Karl had come in... with what he had done, he must have assumed she was one of those girls here. That made her even more embaressed as she tried to fight the crimson flush creeping up her face.
 
Karl von Falken

As I took my drink from Claudette, I saw the embarassment on her face. Despite my growing passion for her, I felt a stab of guilt in my chest.

Idiot! I thought. She's the maid! Of course she was upset! Her first day at work, and she gets pawed by the very first customer who shows up. Quite a way to start a new job.

"Forgive me, milady," I said softly. "I have insulted you. That was not my intent." Turning from the bar, I noticed Medusa watching me. If she didn't already know what was going on, she would soon enough.
 
Claudette

"There is nothing to apologize, Monsuier," Claudette responded as she kept her eyes cast downwards. "I trust Monsuier's drink is acceptable?"
 
Medusa

Like I mentioned before.. I'm quite perceptive when it comes to people. Some people say I'm empathic, that I can read minds.
So as I watched Herr von Falken and Claudette, it didn't take me too long to figure out what was going on.

He takes a seat and I follow him shortly, taking place in the arm-chair next to him. I can smell a cloud of my own perfume as I move.
I cross my legs and slowly bend over towards him. As I place my hand gently on his arm, he turns to me. Gazing him in the eyes for a few second, before I softly whisper "don't worry about it".
I snigger "she might as well get used to it".
He faintly smiles back with still a burdened look in his eyes. I take a deep breath "I will talk to her this afternoon" he looks at the floor "really.. don't worry about it".
As he looks up again he seems to be just a little bit more relieved, exchanging a glance of understanding and gratitude.

I sip my martini and gaze around the room..
 
Karl von Falken

Medusa's words put me a little more at ease. I took a drink and watched her out of the corner of my eye. She was an exceptional woman; I could see her appraising each of us with a glance. Her eyes flicked toward me, and a thin smile traced over her lips.

Clearing my throat, I rose from the chair. Medusa's perfume seemed to flow over me, a sweet aroma that filled my head with all sorts of interesting thoughts. I had heard that she kept herself apart from the customers; I wondered if that was set in stone.

Not wishing to further embarass myself, I smiled at Tigre. She obviously had no problem fraternizing with the guests. And I just had to get a better look at her outfit. Perhaps the day might take a turn for the better. It certainly didn't hurt to try, did it?

A sultry smile spread across her face as I approached. She offerred her hand, and I kissed it softly. I was feeling more confident already.

"Karl von Falken, at your service." It felt strange, since technically she was at mine. But it just seemed like the right thing to say.

"Perhaps we could get better acquainted?"
 
Claudette

Having seen everyone received their drinks, Claudette moved away from behind the bar and taking a rag began to busily clean the counter. Moving from table to table she quietly hummed to herslef, the work allowing her to foget her worries and embaressment.
 
Medusa

I was observing Claudette. "What to do with her.. " I wondered silently. I was softly biting my lower lip.
I knew she had been raised by nuns, she had told me this morning. I could perfectly imagine how her life must have looked like up till now.. raised by nuns, trained to be a maid and then.. two or three years ago, at 15 or 16, sent out to work. Her former employee.. an older gentlemen had died. So she told me. She was an orphan and she had nowhere to go.. except here. We were now her only family.
She has never had anything to do with sex before.. or maybe her former employee used to touch her sometimes, seemingly accidental. But she was most definitely a virgin.
On the one hand my caring instinct told me to love her like a daughter. But, on the other hand, I couldn’t have her embarrass my clientele.

Since I knew she had nowhere to go, thus was eager to comply my every whish, I was tempted to tell her to be nicer to the clients. I had promised her that she didn’t have to do anything she didn’t want to do.. and that was still valid, but I didn’t expect her to be so jumpy. I just needed her to loosen up a bit. She sure had some great potential if she would only loosen up..
To be honest, it had crossed my mind to deliver her to Tigre... but that I found that to be too cruel.. even for me.
 
Claudette

Finishing what cleaning in the room she could do with so many people there, Claudette put away the supplies behind the bar and moved to Medusa.

Giving her pretty smile, she curtsied and said, "If there is no other service you need from me at the moment I would like to retire to my chambers for a short rest, Madame."
 
Medusa

My eyes penetrate hers.. with a loving smile though.. "Of course sweetheart! It has been an exciting day, take some rest. I expect you back before dinner though"

She curtsies again..
I hadn't figured out how to handle her anyway. I would deal with it later...
I get back to my observation and sipping my martini, feeling very satisfied with my first day in business...
 
Before heading to the kitchen to start dinner I decided a drink would be nice a smoke as well. I got up and poured myself a screwdriver. As I walked out to the terrasse I could tell there were a pair of eyes following me. I am not sure who but I don't care. I pull out a slim cigcarette holder made out of black glass and fix a cigcarette into it. I then lit it with a crapy lighter I have had for the longest time.

It was so nice to finally have a good paying job where I would be respected for my talents, not looked down on for them.

The sun was so bright. WHere had I put my sunglasses. I had always been one for the night. The starts were my friends. Some times I felt as if they were my only friends. Oh well it's not a problem

I leaned on the balcony and started to drift in my thoughts of what was in store
 
Karl von Falken

I watched Tigre step onto the terrace. She lit a cigarette and slipped on a pair of sunglasses, as the sun was almost oppressive in its brightness. I imagined she wasn't all that comfortable in it; she didn't appear to be the type of person who did a lot of sunbathing.

I stepped onto the terrace, admiring her as she leaned across the balcony. Her tight leather pants hugged her body tightly, and the view was almost intoxicating. Gazing at her beautiful ass for a moment, I shook my head and walked up beside her.

"A lovely day, eh, fraulein Tigre?" She glanced over her shoulder at me, smiling slightly.

"I suppose. If you're into that sort of thing."

I took another drink. "You are not... into that sort of thing?"

She stood up, her arms crossing in front of her chest. Now she actually grinned. There was something besides humor in that grin.

"I'm into all kinds of things," she said softly. "And most of them are done indoors." Her eyebrows raised slightly, and I took yet another drink.

"Very nice. Perhaps you would be interested in doing them... with me?" I managed a smile.

"I think that can be arranged." She turned and began to walk slowly down the hall. Following a few feet behind, I watched her ass moving inside the skintight pants. Once again, I felt the hardness that was becoming so familiar.

Whatever she had in store for me, I was more than ready.
 
I had lingered in the beautiful room, taking a long hot shower, then unpacking. I shook my damp hair around my shoulders and slipped on a red spaghetti strap sun dress. Not sure how she wanted me to act.
Earlier I had slowly stripped and danced for her, loving the feel of the rythym flowing through me, even though there had been no music, but that in my soul.
I went down and entered the lounge, just on time to see a man exiting. I saw Medusa and smiled.
"I am so sorry I am late. But your bathroom held me prisoner with all that hot water and those thick towels." She smiled back, and I knew I was forgiven, this time.
 
Frank

I watched that little asian girl walk out to the patio, What a view it was from the rear! I wanted to know more about that taboo subject, bondage, but before I could follow her, Karl did and was thedre in a flash, and before I could move they were walking away down the hall together

So,I asked Medusa about that bondage stuff, and just what the program was. She said Tigre was an expert, and the service involved her both as a dominatrix and as a submissive, whichever the client preferred. I looked at Marina, asking whether she might be interested in knowing more about that too, but I certainly was, and was jealous that it looked as though Karl was going to be her first client

[Edited by catlover on 03-17-2001 at 09:47 PM]
 
Medusa

There was Shadow, I was very pleased to see her. She looked stunning in her red dress and I remembered the vision of this morning when she had danced in my office. Dancing can tell so much about the temptress inside someone. She was great at too, sensual but not corny. It only confirmed my first opinion; she would be perfect.
And to be honest.. her little performance this morning had not left me indifferent...

And Tigre, my little black tiger, who was willing and eager to dominate any many or woman. Moreover she agreed to cook for us and since my staff was not even near to completion, I was very fortunate.

Then my sweet little Claudette, keeping the mansion tidy and serving dinner, perfect. She was the little innocent one. Men were drawn to her like magnets and she didn’t even notice. And if she did, it made her blush.

“come and sit next to me , Shadow” I said in a friendly voice, softly tapping on the seat next to me. “This is Frank, he’s American and his girlfriend Marina, we haven’t seen much of each other yet, but we hopefully will in the next few day... On the patio are Tigre and Herr von Falken. What would you like to drink?”

She looked at my martini and decided she might want one of those as well. I rose to pour her one from behind the bar. Before I returned to my seat I put on some soft music. The doors to the patio were open and a every once in a while a nice breeze would play around, circling the lounge, caressing our skin.

We talked some more, about what she thought of her apartment and that sort of chitchat.
“I think I will retrieve for a moment and meet you again for dinner. Dinner will be at eight”. Fortunately I had already notified Tigre and Claudette to this timetable.
I excused myself.

I rose, I had things to do in my office. First of all I needed to hire some staff.. a butler would be the most urgent thing and I needed to make some other phone calls, promotional ones...

[Edited by Make_My_Day on 03-18-2001 at 10:36 AM]
 
Medusa

I closed my office door behind me. I hated to leave my crew and guests but there were so many things I still had to take care of. I was hoping they would just make their selves comfortable, go swimming for example.

I took place behind my big wooden desk and leaned back for a moment, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. I thought about the events of this day and smiled.. a state of bliss.
The sultry warmth started to invade my office so I walked toward my own doors to the patio, slid aside the thin lace curtains and opened them.
I stepped out.
Looking to my left I could see Tigre and Herr von Falken leaning over against the thick stone railing. They did not see me. I walked over to the railing myself and lay my hands on the refreshing stone. Pressing my belly against it, I stretched my upper body, throwing my head back. With dreamy eyes I wondered over the beautiful gardens. Tom, a friend of mine, who was a gardener, had sure done a terrific job. I had tried to convince him to stay, to come and live here but he had to think about he had said.

Suddenly I saw something move from the corner of my eye, I turned to take a closer look but it was gone. My eyes stayed fixed on the spot where I thought I had seen it. I’m sure there was something there.
My patience paid out.. suddenly I saw a head, carefully come from behind one of the bushes. He (it was a he.. wasn’t it?) saw me and quickly withdraw.. and again he came out, withdraw again. “Vient ici!” (come here) I shouted out… no response “Vient ici!!” More threatening this time. I walked towards him over the patio. Slowly, anxiously he came out from behind the bushes. It was a boy.. about 17, 18.. who could tell.. his hair had grown long, just over his shoulders. It had not been combed for a long time, that was obvious. His face was tainted and dirty, his cloths were rags..
He looked at me with big anxious eyes, he stood still. I was afraid he was going to run away so in a more friendly voice now and including a friendly gesture, I repeated “Vient! Vient! ” (come! come!)
 
Claudette

Caludette smiles as she sits down in the sitting room of the mansion. It is quiet and empty, which is what she is looking for. At this point there is a lot of mansion to clean for just one girl. but it has been a pleasent if tiring day. She has not seen a single gust today, and it is not an accident. She didn't conciously make the decision, yet she avoided working in rooms with others all day. Her sheltered up bringing had not prepared her for this place and it's clientel. She was embaressed by what went on here and what she saw in the eyes of those who looked at her. And what she was unwilling to admit to herself, was that she was most embaressed about how much some of it excited her, for she was not ready to admit that she was interested in what was going on around her. And she certainly wasn't ready to admit that she was tempted to try. So she sat alone, where she wouldn't have to deal with the frightening feeling that not only the male guests but the female employees aroused in her.
 
"Pardon moi Herr" truning quickly to speak with him." I almost forgot that dinner must be prepared. May be we should continue after it has finished. We do have all night."

The Herr seen to be quite dissapointed but I figured I would make up for it later downstairs in my own little "dungeon"

I quickly ran off to start preparing the gourmet dinner for the group which was gathered in the mansion.

On the stove was the plan for dinner. Tres bien I thought to myself. A three course meal with Lobtster as the main course. I could handle that, and so I quickly got to work
 
Mickie

I mainly worked in shadows, a psychologist formerly I was good at hearing people's hidden desires with just a few questions.

But now I worked in an entirely different place, I smiled into the mirror. I had an unassuming face, the look of the girl next door. My lips twisted in a smile, my specialities were sensual massage, as well as use of toys and unusual items to enhance pleasure. I glanced in mirror, the saphire blue gown clung to me like a second skin the silky fabric barely covering my ample breasts, the skirt was long with two long slits up nearly past my hips. I smiled again twisting my hair off my neck and wondering what the guests and staff were up to. I had just met a few of them and they looked very deliscous.
 
Caught

Merde! I thought to myself, it looks like I've been caught. I see the woman of the house calling at me now she's motioning for me to come her way.

My name is Victor I've been living the life of a tramp since I was very young. My mother passed away and I've been on my own. I'm 18, but my boyish looks make it hard to tell. Although I've had a hardened lifestyle I have very delicate features, but my eyes say anything but.

I've been hiding out around this mansion for a few days now. It's been very quiet around here, not too many others willing to kill me at the drop of a hat. I've been able to sneak in and eat some of the best food I've ever had. I was just about to steal some of these rich peoples clothes to replace these scrubby rags, but it looks like I've been caught. I wonder what she'll do with me...
 
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