Dominion: A Tale of Wealth & Power

[Rose4Emily]

While crossing the rear of the foyer on her way to get Mr. Kain’s coffee and Josephine her usual morning tea, Michele heard someone knocking on the front door. Again, knowing only regular guests or invitees previously vetted by Ian could get past the front gate, she didn’t worry that she still hadn’t had an opportunity to dress. Thus, fully au naturel, Michele walked up the foyer and opened the door.

 

[EmpressJosephine]

Busy



Josephine turned to speak to Michele, but the maid had already left to get their tea and coffee. Then Josephine heard a knock on the front entrance, immediately after which Michele walked past her office door to answer it. Noting the girl’s comfort greeting even strangers in the nude, Josephine contemplated whether it meant she had trained Michele too well, or not well enough.

“It’s usually not this busy here Saturday morning,” she told William somewhat apologetically. “But I’m sure you noted the damage out front. I think Ian has probably sent for a contractor to fix that. To be honest, that’s who I thought you were when you first arrived.”

 

[Elvenoff1]

Suit mistaken as coveralls..

William watched her gaze as it shifted from him to over him toward the door. He heard the knock and the same sweet voice that greeted him greeted someone else. He took the moment of the distraction to secretively readjust his position and other things. He couldn’t believe how this day is starting out and He was suppose to relax with gorgeous ladies running around naked! Yeah, he could see that happening.. His brow arched as a sneer smirk came to his face as he addressed himself with it. He already liked this Josephine, she was sly and very intoxicating with her flamboyance nature toward others. He just hoped that it could well maybe hopefully become something that maybe would benefit him… her … them whatever William!

“Yes it does seem from your point of view busy, but here in my shoes welcomed for it gives me more time to spend with you before you dismiss me from this meeting.” His deep New York accent shines though like Rock Balboa proposing to her … “Yes I seen the damage but figured somewhere along this meeting it would come up. Was anyone hurt?” was his first question followed by “What happened or is that still in the gray?” He playfully choked .. “Well, I must change my Attire ….” He smiled at her.. “I could fix that if the price is right of course!” he smiled at her with a wicked grin…

 

[KaseE]

Chauncey mumbled in his sleep. "Wilfred...."

Karen sat up in bed looking at him curiously, the sheets bunching in her lap to leave her fully exposed from the navel up. Then he suddenly shouted. "WILFRED!!! Get that and tell them I will be with them presently!"

With his eyes still shut, Chauncey began moving his arm across the bedding until his hand ran up against Karen's thigh. He groggily opened his eyes. Then they went wide as his gaze focused on her bare full breasts. He immediately sat up straight.

"Good morning, Lover!" Karen laughed. "You know, when you first came in here last night, I intended to leave you at the end sleeping on the floor. But I'm glad things turned out as they did. Isn't it nice waking up next to someone?"

She leaned over and kissed his blushing cheek. "By the way, who's 'Wilfred'?"

 

[EmpressJosephine]

As Luck Would Have It



“No, no one was hurt, luckily,” Josephine told William regarding the damage out front. “One of my guests became a bit too playful. He’s no longer here. Let’s not concern ourselves with that, but rather with spending the day relaxing and enjoying ourselves.”

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Carl had cooked and eaten his omelet without seeing anyone and was on his second cup of coffee when he heard the knock on the front door. Not knowing if Josephine still had Pusscake in with her or not he started to walk towards it. He was not really used to opening doors but for Josephine he would do it.

However as he exited the dining room he saw that Michele was indeed answering it and he stood in the archway to see who it could be, while at the same time taking in the splendid view of Michele's naked rear. It had been a little while since he had last seen it and he took great pleasure in getting reacquainted with it.

 

[PrincepsCyberius]

Ian sauntered up the manor house's back outside steps. He entered through the kitchen, which smelled of fried egg and onion, making his stomach growl. Ignoring that, he walked to the foyer to see Prince Carl Gustav just entering it from the dining room and Michele opening the front entrance. He knew Malcolm waited outside that door. He hoped to see his friend's expression when he first beheld the girl's lovely face and nude perfect body.

 

[Elvenoff1]

William exits

“That is good to hear.” William nodded to her when she informed him that no one was hurt. His brow arched when she told him that one of her guest did this. “Really!” he blurted out but was lucky to refrain from saying all that he was thinking, which was, “Damn she keeps there types of guest around!” He quickly lost the surprised face for more of a stern, concerned glare. “His mine was asking when is the next train out of here! He took a deep breath and realized that she has been doing the most talking, but that was a weakness of his, he wasn’t good at small talk but put a business topic on the table and he didn’t know when to shut the hell up.

“I concur on that.” Agreeing with Josephine about not worrying about the past and focus upon the future and the way to relax and enjoy. “Yes I agree, well it looks like you have guests so If I may take my leave of you.” He asked politely while standing up and moving toward her, he extended his hand to her. “May I be shown my room please.” he smiled at her again, hoping this wasn’t the last time he seen her..

 

[Rpkitten]

"Yes, Miss. That's allowed, if it's what you prefer. I'm here to serve you."

It felt beyond weird for a girl her own age to call her 'miss' and say her duty was to 'serve' her, but Piper didn't offer any objections -- she was simply doing her job. "Thanks," she smiled as her chauffeur held the door open and she slipped into the comfortable front seat.

Piper waited while her driver shut the door and crossed over to the other side. "So, what's your name?" she asked conversationally while drawing the cord of her seat belt. "You from around here?"

 

[DawnODay]

"So, what's your name?" Piper asked conversationally while buckling her seat belt. "You from around here?"

"I'm Dawn," the chauffeur replied as she slipped in behind the steering wheel and pulled on her own seat belt. "I was born and raised in Racine. I get the impression, however, that you're not a fellow 'Cheesehead.'"

Shifting the limousine into DRIVE, she pulled away from the curb.

 

[Rpkitten]

"No, I grew up in Virginia. This was my first semester at Mt. Mary's," Piper answered before adding "Scholarship," as if that explained her fish-out-of-waterness with the limo. She wasn't "from money" as they said. "But I like it up here... not too different from home. Fewer mountains and more snow, but still familiar. People are nice."

Piper paused while Dawn drove and hoped she wasn't coming off like a nosy chatterbox, but the silence in the car was starting to kill her. "So what's this Dominion Estate like? My professor said it was really something."

 

[Lordmikel]

Once upon a time, when a door opened for Malcolm he found himself face to face with a shotgun. That was quite the terrifying time. Another time, it was a Malcolm knew how to respond to those kinds challenges. What he saw before him was unlike anything else. She was beautiful and breath taking ... and very nude. Bikini clad women he was used to, but completely naked before him, and answering the front door, well that was completely new.

He stared for perhaps a few seconds before he could remember words. "My name is Malcolm Erickson." He flashed a smile, one that many a woman has fallen victim to. "I was invited ... asked to come here by Ian Barre." If he wasn't still stunned by the beauty before he, he might have noticed other people further in the room. Later Malcolm would be hating himself for being so easily distracted.

 

[Rose4Emily]

“My name is Malcolm Erickson,” the man at the door finally managed to say in his surprise when Michele answered au naturel. Michele had grown completely accustomed to this reaction from new guests unaccustomed to the manor's libertine ways. “I was invited... asked to come here by Ian Barre.”

“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, her black satin, fur lined robe still parted between her ample breasts, seated behind her desk. Mr. Kain sat chatting with her, his back to the door. Without checking behind to make sure Malcolm had followed, Michele announced: “Mr. Malcolm Erickson... he says he arrives by Ian's invitation.”

Michele then stepped aside to let Malcolm enter the office.

 

[MisterDark]

With his eyes still shut, Chauncey began moving his arm across the bedding until his hand ran up against Karen's thigh. He groggily opened his eyes. Then they went wide as his gaze focused on her bare full breasts. He immediately sat up straight.

"Good morning, Lover!" Karen laughed. "You know, when you first came in here last night, I intended to leave you at the end sleeping on the floor. But I'm glad things turned out as they did. Isn't it nice waking up next to someone?"

She leaned over and kissed his blushing cheek. "By the way, who's 'Wilfred'?"

With the events of the previous night suddenly vivid in his memory, and the young woman sitting before him with the covers puddled in her lap but only barely covering her from the waist down, Chauncey became acutely aware of the situation and looked down his own nude body laying fully exposed on top of the covers. His mind raced with the realization that he was still at the mansion belonging to his longtime friend from childhood, and worse yet, he was in bed with her hand picked heir!!

"M-m-miss C-c-c-calling w-w-wood......" he swallowed hard as he attempted to get control of himself, this woman was, after all, still little more than a child. "I assure you....." he started slow as he had been taught when younger to control the stuttering, "I m-meant n-n-no dis....respect...." His face turned a brighter shade of crimson when she leaned over and kissed him. He shook his head as he watched her lithe body move. He was momentarily hypnotized by her grace and beauty.

Regaining a modicum of control, he eased himself among the covers, such that his slowly rising manhood was covered a bit. "It will do neither of us any good for the Mistress to discover what occurred last night," he continued in a slow measured tone. "So if I may shower and have some clothing.....I shall take my exit by the back steps.....and leave you and your virtue very much intact." He was certain the young lady would accept. "You would.....after all......not want the others to learn of your true nature......" His face bore nearly the same mischievous countenance as it had the in the darkness when he demanded she tell him her true desires.

 

[KaseE]

"You would.....after all......not want the others to learn of your true nature......" Chauncey's face bore nearly the same mischievous countenance as it had the in the darkness when he demanded she tell him her true desires.

"I'm still discovering my 'true nature,'" Karen replied with her own impish grin. "And I don't really care what others might think of it. But you, Mr. Builtmore, I thought you, by your nature, are too much of a gentleman to make love to a girl at night, and then slink off in the morning to avoid any consequences. Oh, you shall shower, alright. Indeed, I shall join you. Then you shall accompany me, arm-in-arm, downstairs to breakfast."

 

[AmberStar]

I turned my key with a little haste for all I wanted to do was to get out of these clothes and soak in a nice hot bath. It was one of those days that nothing seemed to fall into place. I believe it was my destiny to be the pivoting tool of the MI6 for this was the third time that I had to cancel my flight back to London so that I could stay in this god-forsaken city of New York. The lock finally clicked and gave me access to my upper park place apartment; at least they gave me an excellent place to stay with an unlimited bank account. Still I miss my small cottage just a few miles out of London, the flowers are just turning color and coming to full blooms. I chuckle as it occurred to me that I even miss the damn rain!

I tossed my purse, phone, fifth avenue catalog upon the tabletop. The chair was able to catch my blouse, bra, pants, and panties as I exited the kitchen and made my way into the bathroom. Damn that spa looked so inviting for I just finished with my training at Master Kai’s training center and I hurt like hell. I wasn’t able to turn the damn water on fast enough before I began to curse at myself for being too slow. Then the damn thing took its sweet ass time filling up! Once again, it must just be destiny!

“No way!” I turned toward the door, “No way in hell!” I mouthed to myself, but my head lowered when the knock and the sound of my phone beeping. “Shit!” I stomp my foot forgetting that my shoes were off… “Damn it! I only want a few minutes!” I shout rubbing my foot while my eyes droop to the now ready water… “Why…Why…” I grabbed the towel from its hanging loop and wrapped it around my body before making my way to the door. I reached over and pulled my pistol from the hallway table drawer.

Peeking through the peek hole, I see the one face that I wish I could erase away at this very moment. Lowering my head and pressing it against the door, I took in a deep breathe and exhaled it in a gruff. “Sorry, no body is home come back next week!” I yelled through the door only to hear the master key sliding into the slot and the door being opened. “Damn, you really suck!” I mutter as I back away from the door. “Would you run if I told you I had a gun?” I frowned when I got the nope I got one too response.

Dan walked in an instantly by the look on his face it was serious. I snapped out of my goofiness, “What’s up?” He only looked at me with that I don’t know look but it’s important as he rose up the handcuffed briefcase. My eyes narrowed at him while my stomach churned in multiple directions. I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to calm my stomach. I wrapped my arms around my stomach taking a few moments to stare at the floor. Dan stood silent while I tried to gather my composure.

“It’s time sensitive Alysa, you must get started.” Dan’s voice was apologetic for what he held in his hand was a top-secret undercover mission that could take days, months, years or even decades. I walked over to the phone and checked the messages and there it was in a three-paragraph message the digital code to open the briefcase. “Fuck.” I stammered.

Dan’s hand upon my shoulder snapped me out of it; he placed the briefcase down on the table and spun the locking system toward me. “Agent Alysa Winters, 242595521.” His hand moved down to his weapon holster and unsnapped it, pushing his hand over the grip as he looked at me. His face showing no emotion, but his eyes told me all I needed to know. I looked away from him to the briefcase, then to the floor for a few moments. “922155425.” He took his hand off the weapon.

I entered the digits into the briefcase and waited for the locks to respond to the code. The click came just a few seconds later. I opened the lid and pulled out the smaller briefcase. Turning to Dan. “Your dismissed, Package received and accepted.” Without another word, Dan took the larger briefcase in his hands, turned, and walked out of my apartment.

I opened the briefcase and proceeded to read the file, my heart grew heavier with each page that I turned, each photo I glared at and imprinted it into my mind along with the names of each person.

Putting all the information back into the box. I made my way to my back to the bathroom where I stood next to the spa, pulled the zip cord that was hanging out of the box. Dropped the box into the water and watched the metal box melt into a hardened chunk of metal. Removing my towel, I stepped into the shower.

The next hour I was on my way to a place known as the Dominion ran by the one MI6 wishes to be put under surveillance and document all visitors coming to said location but that was the easy stuff the hard thing to get done was they said I had to find my own way in…SO I guess I just became unemployed and looking for a job.. Yep, the undercover background story builders mush have been to lunch when this order was cut…

Upon arriving, I get out of the cab and walk up to the gate.. “Okay, now what the hell am I suppose do!.. Bloody Hell I feel like a Yank…”

 

[DawnODay]

Dawn drove off the Mt. Mary campus, turning right onto North 92nd Street.

"So what's this Dominion Estate like?" Piper asked. "My professor said it was really something."

"It's something, alright," Dawn smiled at private thoughts and images. "What's it 'like'? It's 'like' nowhere else in the world, as far as I know. Say, have you read any Robert Heinlein? Madame is a huge fan of his novels."

 

[MisterDark]

"I'm still discovering my 'true nature,'" Karen replied with her own impish grin. "And I don't really care what others might think of it. But you, Mr. Builtmore, I thought you, by your nature, are too much of a gentleman to make love to a girl at night, and then slink off in the morning to avoid any consequences. Oh, you shall shower, alright. Indeed, I shall join you. Then you shall accompany me, arm-in-arm, downstairs to breakfast."

"Y-y-you'll what?" Chauncey's slowly rising member not sprang to full attention under the minimal covers he had managed to use in modesty at the thought of once again seeing the young lady in her full naked glory. Indeed, he had had an almost impossible time controlling his excitement the last evening watching her by the pool as she had shed her clothing in front of her uncle and the other young lady. Now Karen was proposing that she would be intentionally naked in front of him, in a shower, where he could see her unimpeded by walls or steamed glass windows.

Seeing there was really no changing the girl's mind, and not that he wished her to relent, Chauncey turned his back to the girl and rose off the bed, "as you wish then my young goddess," he calmly said turning and strode nude to the adjoining bathroom, his erection proudly leading the way.

 

[KaseE]

Chauncey turned his back to the girl and rose off the bed, "as you wish then my young goddess," he calmly said turning and strode nude to the adjoining bathroom, his erection proudly leading the way.

Karen got up and followed him, feeling very excited and curious. Back in her dorm at The Bishop Strachan School for Girls, she and friends would sneak off to the showers together for some late-night fun. She had, however, never bathed with a man before.

She entered the bathroom as he turned on the water and fiddled with the knob to adjust the temperature. She slipped past him to step into the tub enclosure. Slowly turning her body, letting him see it all for the first time in daylight, she smiled. "I can't wait `til you have me all wet and slippery!"

 

[MisterDark]

She entered the bathroom as he turned on the water and fiddled with the knob to adjust the temperature. She slipped past him to step into the tub enclosure. Slowly turning her body, letting him see it all for the first time in daylight, she smiled. "I can't wait `til you have me all wet and slippery!"

The warm water cascaded down the young woman's body causing it to nearly shine. If it was possible, it felt to Chauncey as if his dick grew even harder and fatter than he had ever felt it as he gazed appreciatively on her small nude form. The moniker of 'GODDESS' that she had selected for herself fit her to a T. He stepped into the shower behind her and closed the door, forcing their bodies close to each other. Chauncey locked eyes with the heiress, and reaching past her, selected a liquid soap off a small shelf. He carefully squeezed some into his hands, and then, starting at her shoulders, began to carefully run his hands over every inch of her firm body.

Her shoulders and neck were first, followed by her chest, and then her firm full breasts. He paused to put more soap on his hands and then, pressing ever so slightly against her, soaped her back, and then arms and then ribs. His full erection played lightly against her bald pubis, but at no time, did he remove his eyes from hers. His hands nearly glided over her body as he spread the soap, using an almost feather light touch, as if smoothing the soap over a bubble he was afraid of popping.

When he reached her butt, he slowly lowered his own body despite the ease with which he could have done it while standing. His hands roamed over the perfect shape of her ass, and then down the backsides of her legs. Her body now shimmered as if covered in an exquisite oil. The firm nipples on her breasts reached out as if buds straining for sunlight in the spring. Carefully he took first one foot, and then the other, applying soap and gently massaging them lest he should tickle. His cock now strained for release as his face was inches from her womanhood, and one of her soapy feet rested on his thighs.

 

[Lordmikel]

In a million years of training and Malcolm was never going to be walking that way. He briefly admired the lovely ass as he followed her. He was finally able to regain more composure as he scanned the place. He spotted Ian over to the side, but realized that the woman was leading him in a different direction. He figured to follow along, and Ian would catch up if and when necessary.

But the woman led him to another striking beauty. He smiled as he approached her. "Malcolm Erickson, you must own this fine place." He offers his hand to her, "Now how can I be of assistance to you?"

 

[EmpressJosephine]

Assistants



“Malcolm Erickson,” the second stranger to come calling this Saturday morning introduced himself as he offered his hand to Josephine. “You must own this fine place. Now how can I be of assistance to you?”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Erickson; please call me ‘Josephine,’” she smiled. “As for how you can assist me, I assume from your accent, and your early morning appearance upon my estate, that you are an associate of my groundskeeper, Ian Barre. Please, have a seat and tell me what area of expertise you have that would have caused Ian to invite you to come here. But first, please allow me to offer you some tea or coffee, or something stronger... say, a Bloody Mary.”

 

[Elvenoff1]

William looks out the window...

William made his way out of Josephine’s office noting to the new gentlemen as he moved toward the office to speak with Josephine. William stood in the Foyer admiring the place and how well the décor fit the room. However, honestly he had no idea where he was to go. He looked about noting there were two more men just off to his left admiring the nude woman as well. He smiled and decided to join the glare at the nude woman party but was really to close to her to do so very long. Therefore, he walked out into the foyer doing as most people would do when in a strange home. Shove hands in pocket and go look at a painting or out the window. That was a good idea, he moved over toward the front door and gazed out he window… He would wait until the meeting was over and approach Josephine when she was finished with her guest.

 

[Lordmikel]

Malcolm took the offered seat and made himself comfortable as he looked into Josephine's eyes. He was beginning to be back in his own element. This wasn't the first time he was in negotiations with a beautiful woman. He somehow did not think at the moment he needed t be concerned about her trying to stab him in the back either.

Now he did have to decide the best way to explain what he does. "I work private security. I assist people in protecting themselves from any kind of threat that might happen to be in their life." He smiles again, this one a bit more knowing, there is much more behind those words than what he stated.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Carl had watched Michele convey the new guest into Josephine's office and the other man had slipped out at the same time. It appeared as if they did not know each other, but the second man definitely knew Ian.

Not only had Carl heard him drop his name at the door, but he had seen the man nod to him as he was led into the office. In fact he had been surprised he was being led that way and not towards Ian. Carl would have to keep that in mind. Why would Ian be inviting someone out to the estate and without telling Josephine. That was not like the old man.

This other fellow was another surprise as well, he thought as he took a seat at the dining table where he could keep an eye on Ian, the mystery man, and Josephine's office door. He knew for a fact the Josephine was not expecting anyone this morning. She would never allow herself to be this unprepared for a meeting. By the looks of things though she had managed to pull another rabbit out of her hat and make everything good again. He would have to ask her what it was about. Following some of her advice had made him a lot of money, this could be another chance to do so.

Sighing he sipped his coffee. Maybe if they were lucky they would get some nice unexpected female callers today as well.