Dominion: A Tale of Wealth & Power

“Hel…umm ..” William’s eyebrow arched, his face turned three then five shades of red for his Dark blue orbs, even at a wide as a saucer look to them, he managed to travel up and down the wonderful form that stood before him. He tried his hardest to swallow the newly formed lump in his throat, then with a deep breath tried to say hello again but nothing came out. Licking lips a little with a raise of his finger indicating that he just needed one minute, he made a distinct clearing of his throat and once again made an attempt to speak, the voice came out like Donald Duck but they came out. Reddening even more, he cleared his throat and make once last attempt and if this didn’t work he was going home! “Hello, I am William Kain, I have an invitation from Empress Josephine.” He respectful even though very hard to do, he kept his gaze to her face focusing upon her eyes.

Not that is what I call door service! His mind taking plenty of pictures for later viewing pleasure in the ill of the lonely nights that he has been cursed with for a over a year so in his mind he had a lot of cobwebs to vacate from areas he should be using a whole lot more. His mind when back to Michelle then to her ring. Then to her oversized linebacker husband and shook his head in the same manner the did when he meet Jeff… Nope…So like a lost madman in a maze he stood there in a eye to eye contact with an incredibly beautiful woman, was he nuts! Look at her you moron, his inner voice scolded his bad decision not to take full advantage of the situation.

“Hello, I am William Kain,” the man at the door finally managed to say in his surprise when Michele answered au naturel, with only Josephine's black satin robe, trimmed with fur, draped over her right forearm and matching high heeled slippers in her left hand. Michele had grown accustomed to this reaction from new guests unaccustomed to the manor's libertine ways. “I have an invitation from Empress Josephine.”

“Very good, sir,” Michele smiled in reply. “Please walk this way.”

Michele turned on her heel and sashayed toward the open double doors on the immediate left side of the huge foyer. Entering, she saw Josephine, herself still entirely nude, seated behind her desk, just hanging up the phone. Without checking behind to make sure William had followed, Michele announced: “Mr. William Kain... he says he arrives by your invitation.”

Michele then stepped aside to let William enter the office.

William Meets the Empress... In her office

William regained his composure by running his fingers through the short, Charcoal colored hair that adorned the top of his head and brought them down over his face, as if he was washing, finger combed his well trimmed Beard and Mustache of identical coloring of his hair. It is not as if he ever seen a naked woman, it just was not a norm for him to be welcomed by a woman whom was outlandishly dazzling. He was now starting to feel overdressed, but nonetheless, he nodded to her and followed her.

It was so hard trying to be a gentlemen by not Gawking at her, but he did manage to only to look at her …well he lost count at thirty so who was counting. Now he wished he that that little spy pen thingy he seen in the spy hunter magazine he flipped through while on the plane here. He shrugged and only hoped that he would be seeing her again soon.

Upon being shown to Empress Josephine’s office, his jaw bounces off the floor and pops back up into place for here she sat naked as a jaybird as well. Ok he was most definitely overdressed; Hell he even put on under garments! He swallowed hard once more, cleared his throat but this time he waited for a few seconds so he didn’t sound like Donald Duck this time around. He looked over the to the lady whom showed him where to come. “Thank you Miss, If I may be so bold.. You’re a very attractive young lady.” He nodded to her in a gentlemen fashion. His sapphire orbs looked into her eyes before drifting away to the form of the Empress.

“Hello, Empress. Thank you for your invitation. I am honored to be here.” He smiled at her and tried to keep his gaze to her face…out of respect of course..

“Mr. William Kain,” Michele announced the early morning guest as she entered Josephine's office “He says he arrives by your invitation.”

She then stepped aside to let him enter. He cleared his throat as he did so, addressing her first with a nod. “Thank you Miss, If I may be so bold, you’re a very attractive young lady.”

Michele dimpled a blushing smile and curtsied slightly. William then turned toward Josephine in greeting. “Hello, Empress. Thank you for your invitation. I am honored to be here.”

As he said this, Michele stepped forward and around Josephine's desk, setting the high heeled black satin, fur trimmed slippers next to her chair and holding up the matching robe by the shoulders for her convenience.

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William suffering

William watched the young lady that he addressed only a few moments ago pass through his field of vision and he of course followed her across the floor to where she stood holding the robe up for The Empress. He couldn’t decided whom was the hottest so he just tossed in the white flag and declared them both winners of the most gorgeous ladies of the Dominion. He felt his face getting red which only meant that he was slightly blushing. For what he didn’t know but there it was anyway.

He shifted a little to ensure that his ummm livelihood was well unnoticeable for that would be very bad having a meeting with such a powerful woman and standing in front of her like he had a pup tent in his pants! He tried to take his eyes off the women but that was impossible for now his eyes were playing tennis was he was measuring and comparing their cup sizes.. Which wow he could do this all day long, you know he had to be right so that meant multiple observation testing that was needed. Or his mind being the devil a hand to tit palming measurement would work well, yeah much better means of testing…

He silently cleared his throat and awaited patiently for The Empress or the young woman to say something . He eyeballed the very close to them chairs by her desk and his mouth watered as he continued to take in their forms..

Name Games



Josephine swivelled her chair to the left and slipped her dainty, perfectly pedicured feet into the slippers Michele had placed there. Standing, she presented a view of her whole nude form to the guest as she turned her back to the maid and stretched back her arms — resultantly pushing out her firm, round breasts — to allow Michele to slide the black satin, fur trimmed robe onto her. Josephine didn’t wait to tie the sash before stepping forward and extending her hand to William in greeting.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Kain,” she smiled. “Although I didn’t ‘invite’ you, per se. I assume from your early morning appearance upon my estate, and that you come calling me ‘Empress,’ that you are an associate of my groundskeeper, Ian Barre. ‘Empress’ is a private joke, by the way; please call me ‘Josephine.’”

If William would be paid one dollar for every heart beat that pounded in his chest he would have been a billionaire in the first few minutes of watching Josephine putting the hurt on William. He didn’t know if this was how she greeted all her guest but he sure was happy that this day she decided to do it. She was marvelously gorgeous. He swallowed several times trying to rid the throat of the lump that once again, as with the other beauty, threatened to cut off his air supply. He tried to clear his throat but that didn’t work. He rolled his eyes for this tune has already been played and here just a matter of minutes ago with the other exquisite lady. He began to wonder if all residents and staff were dressed this way?

William once again tried to keep his gaze level with the eyes of the woman whom approached him still allowing her assets to be seen. When the fine lady extended her hand he took her into his and flipped her hand and kissed the back. “The pleasure is all mine.” He released her hand. If I may I must admit you look ravishing this morning.” He politely smiled to her. He felt a little embarrassed with his mistake. “My apologies for my mistake.” he came back with quickly. “Nice to meet you Josephine and please forgive my ignorance of the association.” He couldn’t have felt any smaller than this very moment. “With the errors of my way. I must assume that I am a trespasser upon your premises and ask if I may take my leave of the two of you.” Will felt really small for not reviewing all the facts with Michelle instead he allowed his arrogance to prevail over her and it has just bit him in the ass. She was right as usual. He waited to be shown back to the door..

Missed Congeniality



“With the errors of my way,” William concluded. “I must assume that I am a trespasser upon your premises and ask if I may take my leave of the two of you.”

“My dear Mr. Kain!” Josephine laughed. “You misunderstand. Ian acted on my behalf. An invitation from him, as my trusted agent, is the same as one from me. Please, have a seat and tell me what field of expertise you have that would have caused Ian to request you come here.”

She went back behind her desk and sat. While the robe now covered her breasts, it remain parted down the middle. She again smiled warmly. “Before we begin, allow me to offer you some coffee or tea, or something stronger... perhaps a Bloody Mary?”

Small talk with Josephine

William’s brow arched upward when Josephine laughed but lowered when it was followed up with an explanation. He smiled at and nodded his understanding of what was going on now. Her groundskeeper was like his power of attorney, now he felt like he was on the same page has her now. It was their attire that had him all stargazed which wasn’t a total lie. What do you expect when you are greeted by two gorgeous naked women within five minutes of time. Hell he was lucky that he was able to walk without having to bounce and adjust, now that would have been a very embarrassing activity.

He moved over to her desk unbuttoned his jacket and took a seat after she sat down first. “I’m a real estate entrepreneur, I own the Franchise The Fortress, it’s a casino/Hotel establishments.” Will answered her question that was asked before they sat down. “Yes please, I will take some coffee please.” He nodded to Josephine in a thank you nod. “I was under the impression that we had an agreement of merging your business ethics into my Fortresses with a percentage of royalties going to you. But it appears that this never got to you.. So would it be possible to talk to this his Ivan and see what can be salvaged form this trip?” He noticed that he couldn’t take his eyes off the split robe effect of pulling his gaze there repeatedly.

Piper stood on the curb next to the Visitor's Entrance of Mt. Mary's with her navy peacoat tightly buttoned to ward off the winter breeze. A scarf tucked down the back of her auburn hair to keep it from whipping away and gloved hands clasped before her. To either side rest a rolling tote; the one on her left was fashionable and held her clothes, the larger one on her right was painted in a myriad of fanciful, if clearly amateurish, flowers and rainbows.

She was ten minutes early, and probably would be smarter to wait indoors, but the twist of nervous energy in her stomach told her to be as visible as possible. Dean Armstrong had impressed upon her the importance of a good first impression and this was not an opportunity to let waste! Missing the limousine (You're kidding, right? They're sending a limo! Like the rich people in movies??), or possibly even worse -- making the driver come hunt for her, would be a horrible way to start this internship.

Fortunately, she didn't have to wait long in the cold before a long, black car appears and turns towards the Visitor's Entrance. Assuming there couldn't possibly be more than one limo visiting the school, Piper flashes the driver a smile and welcoming wave of her hand.

Found Opportunities



“Oh my!” Josephine blushed, a rare occurrence. “Mr.... William... Kain....”

She remembered a short telephone conference at least ten days ago with some New York lawyer. She hadn’t agreed to the deal by any means, but had made encouraging noises and agreed to meet Mr. Kain after Ian Barre vouched for him due to some family connection back in Britain. Now, Josephine woke up her computer. Her calender popped right up with an alert that an appointment with “Wm Cane re invs’t opp.” had come due five minutes earlier.

“Mr. Kain, I apologize,” Josephine continued sincerely. Her demeanor then shifted ever so slightly. Her eyes narrowed by the tiniest fraction and her smile turned a bit predatory. “I don’t often conduct business on Saturday mornings. Between that — and the ridiculously low percentage your agent offered in return for my capital investment and use of my good name — I had not taken this very seriously. I see however you’re here in good faith to negotiate. That being so, I trust we can come to some mutually satisfactory position.”

William notices the change of demeanor slightly visible but there nonetheless stopped for a moment to tactical redeploy is position. She was nude offering a personal connection with him then when he opened his mouth about business and didn’t take the personal get to know each other offer she turned business tycoon. ’Yes, he made a mistake here, but it’s not to late she gave me that door by saying she don’t talk shop on weekends so there is the personal offering once more… no shop talk..

The low percentage offer was meant to encourage negotiation there was no rush it can wait.. Relax .. Enjoy.. Michelle’s words hit home… “ I wish to follow your sound business ethic of not talking shop on weekends.” he decides to just be a man right now. He looks aback at the still untied, open robed from of Josephine. Smiling to her, “May I have a rain check on the business end of this meeting and get to weekend activities.” He allows the non business side of him to filter out as he moves and gets comfortable.

He watches her with an appreciation glare and one of interest for she was a beauty woman...

Malcolm's plane had arrived and he followed the directions from the GPS device that came with the SUV to the house that was in the e-mails. As he pulled up to the gate, he pulled out his phone to text Ian, "Have arrived." He added a second text, "Posh place."

Malcolm then pushed the button for the window to come down and hit the intercom. "Malcolm Erickson, I believe I am expected."

Motion to Adjourn



“May I have a rain check on the business end of this meeting and get to weekend activities,” William suggested.

“Of course,” Josephine replied appreciating his tactical savvy. That New York lawyer, probably anxious for his finder’s fee, had obviously overstated her interest in William’s business proposal. He had come here ready to close only to find her still negotiating. He needed time to prepare some alternative positions, and to get a better feel — so to speak — of his potential investor. Not that Josephine objected; confident, obviously smart, and painfully handsome to boot, William Kain would make an agreeable houseguest. Her smile resumed it’s pure congenial warmth as she continued. “I cite Heinlein’s First Rule of Parliamentary Procedure: ‘A motion to adjourn is always in order.’ You must be warm in that suit. Have you a bag with you? If not, then I’m sure we can find you something comfortable. It’s going to be hot today* by the time breakfast is over. I think this may be a day best spent around the pool.”



*While it is December when I’m posting this, Dominion is clearly currently set in summer. Chapter One established that the weather was warm enough for Karen to drive with her top down from Ontario to Wisconsin; and showed her, Samantha, and Ian skinny-dipping in, and having sex beside, an outdoor pool after dark. We’re obviously in a stretch of hot weather.

Josh woke slowly from a deep, deep sleep. He'd been exhausted last nigh ... literally drained by Josephine and her guests - most of whom he had yet to meet. He'd only shown up for a courtesy, introductory meeting, but he smiled as he realized he'd scored something so much more. Josephine hadn't lost any of her sexual allure or ability to pleasure him beyond what any other woman had done. All these thoughts flashed through is brain in a quick burst of pleasure that sent a surge to his cock.

He rolled over and saw that she had left, but that didn't surprise him. He was certain that she had other 'fish to fry' and things to do today. He wasn't sure what he'd do, but realized that the first order of business was to find his way back to where he'd shed his clothes. He got out of bed and stretched his tired muscles. He hadn't slept that long, but had been so worn out that it felt like it. He rubbed his face to clear his thoughts and then left the room in search of his clothes.

The Goal..

William smiled when she accepted his term of surrender to her predatory bark of allowing him to do the backstroke and regain his posture, which he was appreciative of the notion. She was a very good adversary in the art of business overtures, which he would be wise to watch her closely, that he would learn or even augment his own predatory shark bite. Oh, what shit we piled up when test to see whom has the bigger …. Bite… William almost lost it on that ridiculous mental image that his mind portrayed for him to see in vivid color. That image only last for a few moments when it was replace with the image of her when he first come in… That was a bad move! He shifted slightly to his right to conceal this fact from her. He nodded to her citing of Heinleing’s First Rule.

“Yes, I am quite warm.” He noted the understatement of that fact. He was blistering! “Well, Yes I did bring extra’s but not in the playtime attire so would it be too much if I accept you offer to accommodate me with attire more suiting to the weather. He smiled at her with a little blushing of the fact the he even came ill prepared with comfortable attire. He was really set on this just being business but now the hell with business there was much more things interesting going on then a few million bucks…

He looked over to the one that was still naked and smiled at her as well. She was just as mesmerizing, as the hostess was hell he would not kick either one of them out of bed, but then he wondered if he could get both of them in bed, at the sametime. Someone one said that you must always have goals well he just made one. His goal was to get them both in bed with him at the sametime. His smile went to a mischievous one… Would you happen to have a room that I may acquire for the weekend or should I go to town and get a hotel room? In addition, will you be joining me at that poolside adventure? His gazed showed a flame burning…

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Dawn pulled up in front of the Mt. Mary visitor's center in the smallest but nicest of Madame's limousines, the Rolls-Royce Silver Spur III Touring model. She assumed the young woman standing there with the two totes was her passenger. Dropping the engine into PARK, Dawn exited the vehicle. Only the above the knee hem of her skirt, and its high slit over her left thigh, suggested anything other than tradition in her gray chauffeur's uniform. To add to the contrast, Dawn let her long dark hair hang in a loose ponytail from behind her black brimmed cap.

"Ms. Lewis?" Dawn asked as she reached for the tote handle in the lovely redhead's left hand.

The driver of the black car that pulled to the curb wasn't at all what Piper had expected. Images of a stuffy, older man with a British accent were quickly cast aside. The chauffeur turned out to be a girl about her own age, and dressed in a uniform that reminded her more of a cocktail waitress than the aforementioned stuffy Brit.

"Ms. Lewis?" Dawn asked as she reached for the tote handle in the lovely redhead's left hand.

"Yes!" she smiled as she surrendered the left tote and began rolling the right toward's the car's trunk. "But please... call me Piper." She rolled to the back and allowed the chauffeur to place it in the car, then asked "would it be alright if I rode up front?" She cringed slightly. "I think I might feel a little weird alone in the back... never been in a limo before."




((OOC: Sorry about that. Disregard previous statements about Piper's attire. She's wearing a simple white top and short floral skirt with a small golden crucifix around her neck.))

Ian's phone chirped. He picked it up and saw the texts:


Then a customized security app beeped and a familiar voice came from the phone: "Malcolm Erickson, I believe I am expected."

Ian tapped the screen and replied: "Indeed, Mate, you are. C`mon in!"

Ian typed in a four digit security code. Several hundred meters away, in front of an SUV, a heavy wrought iron gate swung open.

Malcom Erickson drove the SUV through the gates and up to the main driveway. He stepped out, looking around. One might think he was gawking at everything around him, instead he was paying attention to every detail. Seeing what was defensible, what wasn't defensible. Deciding where the weapons should be hidden or not. Malcolm was used to being in this kind of a setting.

In his life, more than one rich person was terrified of the zombie Apocalypse and wanted to know the best way to prepare. That is also code for, "We are afraid of ... police, rival drug dealers, Government, and ex mother in law."

Malcolm exited the SUV. He was as usual dressed to impress, a dark suit making him look quite good. Even in the heat the man didn't seem to sweat. Malcolm made his way to the front door, knocking if he actually beat Ian to the front door.

Mary heard Carl come out of the shower, but pretended to remain asleep. She had enjoyed last night's wild escapades, and planned to stay the weekend, but her body still ached and tingled in slightly uncomfortable places and ways. It, as well as her emotions, needed a bit more rest. Soon, her feigned sleep became a resumed reality.

"I think I might feel a little weird alone in the back," Piper explained her request to ride up front. "Never been in a limo before."

"Yes, Miss," Dawn replied. She could not bring herself to call a passenger by her first name. "That's allowed, if it's what you prefer. I'm here to serve you."

Dawn hurried around to the passenger side of the Rolls and opened the front door.