Clue: The Great Sexcapade (Invitation only)

[Sweetp4u]

The 'party of the century', it was billed. The who’s who of the industry, all gathered for one huge celebratory gala! Miss Charming was and is a success in the porn movie industry! With her new movie generating the adoration, the insane and the stirrings of lust, it was bound to be tabloid history in the making tonight!

“Out with the old! In with the new!” A toast to her own success, but it also applied here as well. Not that everyone appreciated Miss Charming's good fortune, some perhaps, did not. She knew that, before she even invited everyone to her estate to celebrate with her, her movie was #1 over the weekend. "Deep Throat 22" was a hit! Who said sequels didn't pay out?

The night was wild and untamed as those guests within the house were known to be. Drugs, booze, loose morals… the fixings for a perfect night! Trouble was… No one could remember who did what to whom and where…

Miss Deeds, the lowly maid was the one to find Miss Charming. Exhausted so bad that Debbie had passed out butt naked in the Hall and though she was breathing, she wasn’t waking up. Startled, Miss Deeds put the place on lockdown; no one would or could come or go from the estate until she decided. They were trapped and she’d make sure they knew that when they roused themselves from their sinful beds.

Of course she should’ve called the police, but who would take it seriously!? “That pervert!” Charming was in a sex induced coma! She was covered in sex juice, scented of it in fact, so strongly that Miss Deeds had to chastise the unconscious woman as she got her employer into bed. Every where she looked, Debbie had signs of a rather passionate wild night of sex but nothing that screamed foul play!

“I will find out who did this Miss Charming, you mark my words!” Miss Deeds had always wanted to be a detective or perhaps a mystery novel writer. So she was highly qualified to find the culprit, it was just a matter of elimination! Of course they were miles out of town, a storm in full swing and threatening to knock down the power. Perfect setting too, she should take notes about everything she seen or heard.

Could it be Miss Jade Scarlett, the Anti-porn Activist was more serious about her anti porn than they thought? Perhaps it was Mr. Roman ‘hands’ Green, Miss Charming’s agent who was always looking for more, more, and yet more? Sir Jacknoff Mustard was a good possibility, as well as Mr. Plump and Miss Cock… If she had her guess, she’d say it was Mrs. White, the retired porn actress. Although Anita had yet to reach twenty nine, Mrs. White had plenty of motives for wanting Debbi Charming out of the way.

Lightening sparked up the morning sky, a low rumble of thunder broke over the valley as Miss Deeds set off to wake their guests, “An assembly is in order.”

With purpose in her stride, she left Miss Charming resting in her bed only to make her way to each guest’s room, “Wake up! Most urgent matter has come up! Up with you!” She swatted each on the ass as she came and went, barking orders that would make any general proud. “Meet in the Hall in fifteen minutes!” Lights thrown on, blankets tugged off… It was a rather nice sight to see one bared bottom of Mrs. White, the woman shouldn’t sleep nude in a hostess’ house. A nice sight indeed, as were all the guests, but that made each one of them a sexual predator! A master of disguise, hiding their wicked insatiable lusts like this! Using that woman in so many ways to cause … Well it made Miss Deeds blush and heat up all over just imagining the kind of prowess that would put a woman into a coma! Pencil and note pad in hand, she steadied herself away from her naughty thoughts to focus on the matter at hand!

The assailant.......


Ooc: The Casting Thread link

 

[shadowfiresword]

Dick Plump

Dick rolls over in his, well its not quite a bed, but its something he's been sleeping on. A voice, sounding ominously like the low rumble of thunder echoes through the air and his skull. Something about an assembly. Reaching down he grabs a, well its not a blanket, but its something cloth like and pulls it over his head. Blocking out the light pouring in through the windows he starts to fade back to sleep.

Minutes later, though it feels closer to seconds to Dick, a swift swat to the rear drags him back to reality. "Mrrgle?" He mumbles out sleepily, but she repeats her instructions with a blurry face. “Meet in the Hall in fifteen minutes!” Raising his head off of what he now realizes is the pool table he catches a swish of a skirt flowing out the room as miss, Maid, leaves the room. Rubbing a hand over his eyes helps clear out the blur, but does nothing for his memory. Sitting up he quickly realizes that the 'blanket' he had been pulling over his head was a woman's skirt, unbuckled and without its owner nearby. "Damn what a night, wish I could remember it." Dick mumbles as he slides off the pool table.

Ten minutes later he's mostly coherent, however all he can find are his slacks and the tie he wore at the start of the night. Shrugging he walks barefoot through the home, eventually stumbling into the meeting hall. He looks around but it appears he's the first to arrive. He waits for a minute or two, but when no one shows up he starts looking for the kitchen, or possibly a bathroom to shower in.

 

[Shoty98]

Angel

Angel jumped awake in the bed her already sore bottom burning where skin met skin. The sound was even more harsh as it resounded off the walls and felt like a giant gong, in her pounding head.

“Wake up! Most urgent matter has come up! Up with you!”

She groaned and buried her head under the pillow again trying to silence the woman's voice in her head. It wasn't working and she vowed to have a chat with Miss Charming about the rudeness of one of her staff members.

Pulling her head out from beneath the pillow once more she could hear Miss Deeds making her way down the hallway and pried one eye open to peer at the clock on the bedside table. Her jaw dropped

“For the love God Miss Deeds...it's too early”

She cradled her head in her hands realizing her own mistake. Sooner rather than later she needed to find herself something for this doozie of a hangover she had going. “Twenty jack-hammers..that has to be a recorded..” she murmured to herself as rose from the bed and retrieved her dress from the floor. It looked as worse for wear as she did, it was wrinkled, had spots of mysterious stuff on it that she wasn't sure she wanted to know about.

Slipping it on she mentally kicked herself for not grabbing an overnight bag of some sort, she hadn't really thought that she would be here that long when she left the house. She slid her fingers through her hair and glanced in the mirror on her way out of the door to find Miss Deeds she wanted to get to the bottom of this and pretty damn quick so she could go back to sleep. Maybe she can dream up whatever happened last night cause it was completely escaping her memory.

“Miss Deeds...what is the meaning of this very rude wake up call all too early in the day?...” almost running into Mr Plump she groaned with her own stupidity, found the nearest chair and put her head in her hands.

“Good morning Mr. Plump..any ideas here?”

 

[shadowfiresword]

Dick Plump

“Miss Deeds...what is the meaning of this very rude wake up call all too early in the day?...” almost running into Mr Plump she groaned with her own stupidity, found the nearest chair and put her head in her hands.

“Good morning Mr. Plump..any ideas here?”

"Oh good morning, Mrs. White, or may I call you my Angel?" He says with a grin, noticing her rumpled yet still scrumptious look. "As for whats going on, I haven't the foggiest idea. All I know is I woke up, in lets say not the most typical of places, and can barely remember my own name at the moment, much less what happened." He pauses to rub the palms of his hands over his eyes again. "I'm going to foray into the kitchen, see if I can't grab something to nibble on, or better yet something to ease this ache in the back of my head. Would you care for anything?"

 

[Shoty98]

Angel

"Yes please call me Angel. I can't remembr any of last night either although I must say I did have the luxury of waking up in a bed. It must have been some party! I would gladly take anything that would cure a ten alarm hangover...got any good secrets?"

She smiled and winked, he looked like his head was pounding as much as hers was, but much like her, he looked good doing it.

 

[princesssexci]

Jade Scarlett groaned softly as her eyes fluttered open. Her highlighted hair shimmering on the sunlight. She laid naked in the bed. No, not the a bed, she couldn't actually remember whose bed it was though. She couldn't remember anything actually.

That was a pain. Let's see, she had bern invited to a party held by what his face, there was talk that Jade Jameson was coming, somehow that had leaked out much to her dismay.

Probably her fathers doing.

There was drugs somewhere involved during the time of her arrival, someone had managed to get her upstairs,again she couldn't remember who.*

Then it occured to Jade why she had woken up, a call from outside saying the guests were to meet in the hall. She grabbed her black robe, tied the sash before exiting the guestroom.

As she walked down the stares Jade tried to remember something, but nothing came to her when she finally reached the hall.

There was a man there! Well he looked familiar, not extremely so but somewhat. " oh um, hello uh..." what was his name, it started with a b.. no, no a p, nooo that wasn't right. D, yes it started with a d.

And there was a girl there as well, but she remembered her name because she had been mentored by Jades mother, her name was Angel. *

" do you have any idea what this is about?"

 

[Aperture]

"Dear god in heaven, what is that noise?" Jack mumbled, his eyes opening from the darkness of sleep to find Ms. Deeds running through the rooms, shouting at them to get up. His first thought was 'where the ruck am I?'

As his eyes adjusted to the light, so did his head adjust to waking up, welcoming the arrival of the morning hangover. Cursing under his breath, and promising himself for the 100th time that he was never drinking again, he sat up.

He blinked for a moment, trying to remember what had happened last night. It was all a blur. Drinks, marijuana, a flash of faces and bodies partying the night away. He could not remember a time when he had such trouble remembering the events of the night before.

Ms. Deeds voice rang through the halls as he heard her waking up the others. He stumbled out of bed, and caught an image of himself in a mirror. He had gone to bed in what he was wearing, apparently. What was left of it, at least. His nice shirt was ripped open, the buttons missing; his blazer, nowhere to be seen. His pants had holes in them, apparently torn some point last night. Grabbing a robe off a coathanger, he covered himself up.

He walked out the door, seeing that a small group had already congregated. "...morning.." he groaned, as he leaned against the wall. He held his head tenderly in his hands, as he muttered, "where's the kitchen. I need to cure this hangover, NOW."

turning to the other people in the hallway, he saw a man and two women. He couldn't quite place their names at the moment, but one of the women looked more familiar than the rest. Had he seen her someplace else before? "So, whats all this then?" he asked.

 

[shadowfiresword]

Dick Plump

(Lets see if anybody knows what anime the cure all comes from )

"Well, I do know one however its very strong. And tastes god awful, still interested?" He grins a bit at her wink, but his head is a tad too rocky to consider taking anything further.

He is about to head into the kitchen, when another woman enters, her face still out of sorts from the early awakening. He hadn't really heard much of her before last night, her name was, red something. "Not really sure myself, making a godawful hangover cure if your interested?" He asks with a wry grin.

Another male showed up, and Plump laughed slightly as everyone seemed to be thinking the exact same thing. "Follow me, I'm headed there now." He mentioned the new comer as he left the hallway.

Reaching the rather large kitchen he fiddles around, quickly finding a bottle of gin, some uncooked eggs, and the pepper. He notices the other man, a very muscular guy. Pouring a thin layer of gin into each shot glass he cracks an egg over each, pouring the raw yolk both clear and yellow ontop. Then adding a dash of pepper he carries it to waiting ladies.

"Its called a prairie oyster. And yes, it tastes even worse than it looks. But it handles a headache pretty well. I recommend chugging it in one go, that way you don't have to taste it a second time." And to prove his point Dick takes the drink, and chugs it back, a look of distaste then a shiver running down his entire body.

 

[marauder13]

Roman 'hands' Green

Roman was in the deepest sleep he had had for a long time when he was brought out of it by the well aimed hand of what had to be a woman from the feel of it.

He quickly looked around to see Miss Deeds leaving the room in a rush.

“Wake up! Most urgent matter has come up! Up with you!”

"Miss Deeds, I never knew you cared that much. Where will I be taking you?"

“Meet in the Hall in fifteen minutes!”

"Ohhh... Miss Deeds, it will be my pleasure." He remembered a number of very willing female bodies from the night before, some of them business transactions, and a few were pleasure... he thought.

He stood up, stretching, looking around for some clothes to put on. When he bent down to get the track pants that seemed the right size, his head spun and it felt like it was about to drop off.

"Whow... I'm not going to get into any drinking contests with... what's his name again. Argh, I doesn't matter who, just no more contests."

He pulled on a cotton shirt as he staggered down into the hall, and found four other people there. 'So, she wants to put on a show? OK, I'm game.'

He walked past the men, shaking their hands, gave one of Miss White's breasts a gentle squeeze and the black robed beauty a pat on the ass.

"Morning all. Whether it's good or not, it's a little too early to tell." He looked around, pursing his lips a little. "So, what's doing?"

 

[princesssexci]

"Its called a prairie oyster. And yes, it tastes even worse than it looks. But it handles a headache pretty well. I recommend chugging it in one go, that way you don't have to taste it a second time."*

Jade was the first to try out the tonic. she grimaced before taking a glass and swallowing it all down in one gulp. " Good god, what did you say was in this?! " She had the urge to throw up but refrained.

Jade hadn't really noticed the second guy until she slammed the shot glass on the table with a loud clank. Now, he certainly looked familiar, more so than the d guy.

Her eyes brushed over his body and tried to distinguish any physical attributes that looked familiar. It was still somewhat hazy.

" I suppose since I can't really remember anybodys name except for Miss White here, may I suggest--"

Her sentence was cut short by another more unfamiliar guy. " we reintroduce ourselves and figure out what the fuck is going on?"

 

[yeishia]

Miss Anita P. Cock

Anita woke up to a hell of a ruckus and with a hell of a hangover. She could hear someone yelling “Meet in the hall everyone Now!” It sure sounded urgent, what had happened?

Squinting her eyes open, she realized she was lying in a thankfully empty bath tube which didn’t make a whole lot of sense given her fear of drowning. Dragging her naked and protesting body over its edge she located her dress and slipped it over her head. Groaning she hung on to the sink and splashed cold water over her face. Looking in the mirror she groaned.

She remembered arriving at the party, remembered her excitement, she defiantly danced, defiantly drank..but for the life of her she couldn’t remember any more, she had ended up in bed with someone she thought; the more she tried to clear her head the fuzzier the images became.

Screw it she needed coffee. The Hall the screeching voice had ordered; there had better be strong coffee there when she arrived. Slowly with measured steps she guided her protesting body to the hall which was already filling up with people.

Looking around suspiciously she groaned, “Does anyone please know what’s going on ..this better be damn good, I need coffee and a hangover cure stat; where’s the kitchen?”

To herself she asked, and who the fuck did I sleep with last night.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Miss Deeds

"YOU'RE GOING TO CONTAMINATE!" She screeched with dismay from the kitchen doorway, not noticing their winces of pain from her loud high piercing voice.

She stormed in, nose high in the air as she gave each a disdainful look. "The hall! The ENTRY HALL! Not here, Not now!" Clapping her two hands together, she poked and nudged the guests out of the kitchen and back down the hall to the 'scene of the crime'. Shooing each in turn, ignoring their glares, grumbles and stiffened bodies bent indecisively whether to cooperate or not with the 'help'.

"Keep your hands to yourself Mr. Green!" Her tone was so sterile, so anal one might've looked to see if she had a stick shoved up her posterior or not. Prudish maybe, but someone with good morals had to be around here to keep Miss Charming clean enough to maybe squeeze into heaven!

"Do hurry up, and mind yourselves! Touch nothing! We have a crime scene here, and don't mistake for one moment that I will not call an inspector!" her threats seemed real enough, she bluffed a good game but she needn't tell them she had yet to call the police.

The rest of the mansion wasn't too bad off, sure there were small things here and there scattered but still not orderly.. Except the entry hall, but it might be marred by the obvious signs something or someone had been in the coat closet at some point the night before!

She heard mutters and complaints, they all seemed so innocent as they stood glaring at her from blood shot eyes. A glare that she shot right back at them, her hands resting high on her hips as she stood between crowd and doors.

"Here you have it!" She gestured to the floor, the same spot not too long ago where she found poor Miss Charming, used and discarded. "The house is on lock down, thanks to a panic button used to keep paparazzi out, and is going to keep you sexual predators in! Until someone comes forward and admits to trying to do my Mistress in, we're going no where." She paused for dramatic effect, or maybe just for her words to sink into their overdosed perverted minds, “One of you attacked my Mistress last night… Someone in this room isn’t what He.. OR SHE seem..” She shot each a look, hoping to get a confession quickly to she might summon the Chief of police down here.

 

[shadowfiresword]

Dick Plump

A quirk of a smile crosses his lips as the woman of red takes the prairie oyster, quickly following it down with a grimace. " Good god, what did you say was in this?! " She had the urge to throw up but refrained, which was very good as the pants and tie loosely strapped around his bare neck and chest were all the clothes he had left. And he'd hate for something to happen to his tie .

"I don't believe I ever did say what was in it. But since your looking a little green I'll tell you later ok?" Dick says with a chuckle. Miss red starts to say something else, but another dashing if wobbling young woman interrupts her.

Looking around suspiciously she groaned, “Does anyone please know what’s going on ..this better be damn good, I need coffee and a hangover cure stat; where’s the kitchen?” Hiking his thumb over his shoulder Dick points the way to the kitchen, considering offering his restorative cocktail, but then another woman interrupts! Did Miss Charming release her guests in timed intervals? I can't imagine a group like this to all wake up so early after such a night.

However the newest member of the group is by far the loudest, and judging by her strict posture and snooty attitude, the only one who probably didn't get wasted last night. However her next words shock what coherence was left out of him. "Do hurry up, and mind yourselves! Touch nothing! We have a crime scene here, and don't mistake for one moment that I will not call an inspector!"

"Wait, a crime scene what are you ..?" Plump starts to ask before she gestures dramatically at a stain on the rug. "The house is on lock down, thanks to a panic button used to keep paparazzi out, and is going to keep you sexual predators in! Until someone comes forward and admits to trying to do my Mistress in, we're going no where."

She paused for dramatic effect, or maybe just for her words to sink into their overdosed perverted minds, “One of you attacked my Mistress last night… Someone in this room isn’t what He.. OR SHE seem..”

Dick waves his hands in the air, gathering her attention before she starts making people sign testimonies or something."Wait, wait a minute. I'll admit that we did party a bit too hard last night, but I highly doubt that some mild debauchery and a stain on the rug is any reason to call the police. Now I'll admit that I, and most likely all of you here, aren't the most straight laced of types, but why would we want to kill our generous hostess? Wait, why are you saying sexual predator instead of murder, surely your not suggesting one of us fucked her to death, are you? Cause in my experience that is damn near impossible to do baring heart complications, and trust me with what I do I have a lot of experience in that field." Dick rambles on, his mind catching up with his tongue after a few moments. Granted this cleaning lady with the mop up her ass is probably exaggerating, but even still, its possible 'something' could have happened last night. And getting all defensive at the first sign of trouble might make the others suspicious.

 

[Aperture]

" I suppose since I can't really remember anybodys name except for Miss White here, may I suggest--"

While Ms. Deeds was hysterically talking about the lockdown, the coma of her employer, and accusing them of a crime, he moved himself next to the the blonde who had been suggesting introductions.

"Thats not a bad idea," he said, his voice in a whisper, letting the maid's tirade take the focus of the room. "I'm Col. Jacknoff Mustard, but please, call me Jack." He extended his hand towards hers, as they looked at the scene at hand.

"I can't believe this has happened, I didn't even know this was possible." It was true. A sex-induced Coma? It was as if he were watching an adult movie, it seemed ludicrous. "I don't even remember what happened last night," he continued, do you?"

 

[yeishia]

Miss Anita P. Cock

Anita resented being herded out of this kitchen without either her coffee or her hangover remedy. Miss Deed or Done or what ever her name was screeching in a most horrendous manner was not helping her headache at all.

Back in the hall she found a wall with a good view of everyone and slid down it desperately trying to make sense of what was happening

“One of you attacked my Mistress last night… Someone in this room isn’t what He.. OR SHE seem..”

Wow she was astute, Anita imagined that would apply to just about everyone gathered here in this Hall , no one in the industry presented the real persona beneath their polished Façade. Glancing around the room more carefully this time she started to grin hmmm it seems that many did indeed have a crack in their individual façades this morning my my some were barely even dressed.

Which brought her thoughts once again to herself, Who the fuck did I sleep with and where are my God damn panties and shoes?

Lock down! Miss Noise’s words had just made their way to her dulled brain jolting it into full awareness “The house is on lock down, thanks to a panic button used to keep paparazzi out, and is going to keep you sexual predators in! Until someone comes forward and admits to trying to do my Mistress in, we're going no where."

Pushing herself up the wall again she took a step forward......

"I don’t know who the hell you think you are Miss…..Dread, but I have absolutely No intention of remaining in this house while you play Sherlock Holmes. She’s bloody sleeping not dead and I sure as hell didn’t do it” (Or did I?)

Trembling she looked around as if for support, “Well stop staring I didn’t… I was …with someone ..in the bathtub and as soon as I find out who the hell it was.... I’ll have my bloody alibi”

Turning two shades of green to mix in nicely with her bushing cheeks she staggered from the room back to the kitchen and throw up last night excess in the sink. “Damn that woman” she growled.

 

[princesssexci]

"Thats not a bad idea," he said, his voice in a whisper, letting the maid's tirade take the focus of the room. "I'm Col. Jacknoff Mustard, but please, call me Jack." He extended his hand towards hers, as they looked at the scene at hand.

Jade was shocked, not because he had spoken to her but because she figured everyone was ignoring her or just didn't hear the suggestion at all.*

"Scarlett, Jade Scarlett." She responded just as softly taking his extended hand then finally paying more attention to what the maid was saying.

"Thats not a bad idea," he said, his voice in a whisper, letting the maid's tirade take the focus of the room. "I'm Col. Jacknoff Mustard, but please, call me Jack." He extended his hand towards hers, as they looked at the scene at hand.

Jade was shocked, not because he had spoken to her but because she figured everyone was ignoring her or just didn't hear the suggestion at all.*

"Scarlett, Jade Scarlett." She responded just as softly taking his extended hand then finally paying more attention to what the maid was saying.

It had something to do with a sexual predator and obviously they were all suspects. Her eyes narrowed at Miss Charming. Honestly, her a sexual predator? That was ridiculous since she was the daughter of a famous porn star.

"Oh puhlease!" Jade started," So what you are saying is that one of us... attacked your mistress? Nobody even remembers what happened last night, let alone who they fucked. i for one know im innocent."

Jade paused to take a breath," And I am fairly certain I don't need to prey on a woman to get fucked.*How are you planning to go about finding the culprit with absolutely nobodies memory in tact?"*

 

[Sweetp4u]

Miss Deeds

She glared at the pampered bunch of babies, "It's Miss Deeds, not Dread! And you will remain here until... " Huffing, she knew it would be pointless to argue with these spoiled starlets, they were too used to getting their way. Of course she would behave much worse if roles were reversed, but she wasn't telling them that!

"Not that it matters how much you argue or how big of a tizzy you throw... Only I know the gate code to get out of this house. Well other than Miss Charming that is." She pasted on a fake smile and let her displeasure show through. After all, someone was intentionally bad last night. It is one thing to screw like rabbits til the cows come home, but it is entirely something else to put a poor woman into a coma with their perversions.. She was starting to sound like Miss Scarlett she thought with some amusement.

"I am sure none of your reputations could withstand something like this going public?" She eyed each one, hoping to see a crack in their character, their facade. Someone was guilty! "Drugs, alcohol.. Orgies all night. I was here last night, moving room to room and saw everything but the grand finale! So, we figure out where Miss Darling was, and we'll figure out with whom she was doing it..." She could tell they didn't wish to stay, but she was desperate to find out who would harm Miss Darling... Perhaps a wee little lie?

"I am sure none of you are aware of her medical history? Right? She slept with someone last night, and who is to say what she might have...." She forced a blush and stammered a little quieter, it was after all.. A most uncomfortable discussion to bring to light, and saying the woman had crabs wouldn't suffice!

"So we need to keep the rooms free of contamination.. We can move around, looking for clues to where each of you were, but we got to keep it pristine or as it is right this minute. How else can we clear this fiasco up!? Unless someone wishes to confess now and save us all time?" Looking over their shoulders, she paused as something caught her eye. Squinting a little over Mr. Mustard's shoulder, she thought she saw a condom swinging lightly from a chandelier.

Once she got them moving and doing something else, she would have to call an ambulance to come and take Miss Charming to the hospital. Maybe they could find out what was wrong with her and why she wouldn’t wake up?

 

[shadowfiresword]

Dick Plump

He chortles slightly at the maid's outbreak over the misinterpretation of her name. As the prairie oyster works its special form of magic he realizes that miss charming is in some sort of sex coma, not dead as he originally thought.

"Not that it matters how much you argue or how big of a tizzy you throw... Only I know the gate code to get out of this house. Well other than Miss Darling that is." Miss Deeds huffs out, her nose pointing back up into the air as she displays her power over us, so to speak.

"Surely you can't mean to just, keep us here? A long morning is one thing, but I've got applicants to screen. And I sure as hell can't spend a week just locked up like a common thug, even if my cell is a mansion." However Miss Deeds goes on, rambling almost hysterically about the various misconducts that occurred.

This is beyond belief. There's got to be some way out of here, or some way I can call for help. But if she finds me trying to get out she'll lock me in a closet, or even worse the basement! A wild shudder of terror flashes through Dick for a moment, then an idea comes to him. Aha, thats it. If we break up into groups, she can't watch us all at once. And certainly anybody I'm stuck with will be less interested in playing detective. "I don't entirely enjoy the idea of snooping about like the police, but if it gets us out of here faster it'll do. Lets split into, mmh, 3 groups? 2 people to each, and of course Miss Deeds can stay here, that way she can be found if anybody discovers something interesting. Sound like a plan?"

Plump blathers out the last bit in a slight rush, hoping his anxiety to escape is seen as an interest in solving the mystery.

 

[Shoty98]

Angel

At this point she was fuming mad, being herded out of the kitchen, poked and prodded like cattle was not her idea of fun it was down right degrading to her character!
It was appalling indeed that the maid thought her capable of putting Miss Charming into a "sex induced coma?" Was that even possible? The wind began building her sails, and she was on the verge of letting loose on the poor house maid, telling her to go ahead and call the police. Angel White was after all not guilty of anything, "I think" she thought silently. But who really knew what happened last night? She sure couldn't remember and the others looked as though they hadn't a clue themselves.

"I am sure none of your reputations could withstand something like this going public?"

That statement alone took the wind right back out of her sails, Miss Charming was right an Angel knew it, whether they were guilty or not all of their names would be drug through the mud. It wouldn't do...just wouldn't do at all.

Drinking down the hangover remedy that Mr. Plump had made and quickly chasing it with the coffee, she had poured before the rude disturbance, she set the glasses aside.

"Mr. Plump is on to something there splitting up would allow us to do this more quickly cover more areas. But also I think that Miss Scarlett had a great idea in the kitchen and there should be introductions all around now that all of our brains are not under the influence of alcohol and drugs."

She paused only for a moment to gather a little more momentum for the question that was nagging in her mind.

"I am Angel White for those who aren't familiar and I have a question for Miss Deed's before everyone else has a go around. Miss Deed's if you were moving about the house and saw all but the untimely sexual attack on Miss Charming, how are any of us to know if YOU were not the culprit to attack your own Mistress? Where may ask were you at the time it happened?"

Angel folded her arms across her chest, her head tilted at a haughty angle eying the maid, waiting for a response.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Miss Deeds

Hands on hips, she bent forward and into Mrs. White's powdered blotchy face, wondering if that goo in her hair was semen or something else?

"I was in the kitchen cooking until seven, dishes and clean up from nine to nearly eleven last night. Then I had to go clean up the garden where one of you sex deviants left the used vibrator vibrating across the lawn! Took a good thirty minutes to rake it across the garden and into the garage and then.. Have you ever tried to rake a vibrator onto a shovel and throw it away?! It's not easy I will have you know, and why in the world would I want to hurt the very woman who was going to make a movie with me next year?!" She huffed a bit, preening for some sympathy and gaining none by the looks on the stoney faces crowded into the entry hall.

"Oh hell, you are all so spoiled! You have to remain here until the police come and don't touch anything! You can look around, but no touchy." Straightening her smock and tiny white apron back into place, she happened to catch a glance of herself in a small oval mirror. She definitely wasn't looking too 'chipper' this morning.

"The only place I know for sure she wasn't in last night was the kitchen.. She doesn't even know where it is! So, find out where she was sexed up.. With what she was sexed up with so we can get some first aid for the poor woman.. She had allergies ya know.. Why yellow poka-dots gave her hives on sight! And find out which one of you horny toad sex fiends sexed her up so badly she can't be bothered to wake up." She barked orders at them, knowing that the only way she could get anything done around here was to play sergeant on them.

"Maybe if you're all lucky, she'll either wake up, be cured or the gardener did it and clear your names.. Either way, we're gonna have some fun tonight!" She grinned and then motioned them all away, "Go now my little chickadee's, Fly away and gather." in a sing song voice she chattered as she skipped down the hall and back towards the kitchen.

 

[marauder13]

Roman 'hands' Green

"Well, this is a most interesting state of affairs," he said as the maid left them in relative peace. "Who would have thought that someone could have managed that? a team of folks perhaps... like the 49's offensive team, but just one person?

"Anyway. To introductions. I am Roman Green. I would for Miss Charming getting her all that she wants, needs or desires. I am familiar with Miss White as well as Miss P. Cock. By the way, Anita dear, I hope you remembered you asked for glazed cherries rather than natural ones." He gave her a knowing look and a cheeky grin.

"No offence, I have no idea who you gentlemen are, nor the lovely lady in black." He once again ran his hand over her derriere before closing on where Miss White was sitting.

"I don't know about the rest of you, but I would certainly like to go without any undue scrutiny by the media or anyone else really, as I would most like hurt a lot of reputations.

"Miss White, do you mind if we work together in solving this little erotic mystery?"

 

[yeishia]

Anita P.Cock

Managing to clean herself up in the small bathroom off the kitchen, she drank 2 cups of dark rich coffee and was soon feeling well enough to join the others. Anita caught snippets of conversation as she slipped inside.

Hmmm it seemed as if they were pairing up to solve the mystery themselves. Not a bad idea if we were to be stuck in the mansion for an extended period of time she thought, we may as well take control.

But whom to trust?

Certainly not Roman Green! his not so subtle "By the way, Anita dear, I hope you remembered you asked for glazed cherries rather than natural ones." provoked a snapshot in her memory like an out of focus camera image …glazed ..sticky ..bathtub? She ignored his knowing look wondering if he was the one …No she thought …naaaa.... my judgment really couldn't have been that clouded last night..could it? Mind you he was rumored to be a grade A fuck and he must be a good agent if Ms Charming was a client! Damn! she just couldn't think straight what the hell did she take last night?

Shrugging she smiled at the others “Well I don’t honestly quite remember who I know or don’t know at the moment ; I’m Anita ….I’m upset, somewhat hung over and have other mysteries to solve before I can get to this one…Ill go it alone for now I think.”

Scanning the room. her eyes smoldering embers of discontent she added, "and IF anyone here remembers sleeping and I use the word very loosely, with ME last night I would appreciate being the very first to know..not that busy body dreary person with the excruciating voice!!!!!"

With that statement she pulled her dignity together and stomped out of the room to look for the personal items she had misplaced, she would try the bathroom where she had awoken if she could find it.

Her dress was seriously short last night... it felt even shorter now that she was not wearing panties!

Mr bloody Green better not be hiding them or the next time she got her hands on him it wouldn't be to offer a massage.. she'd ring his not so handsome neck and more ....the cheeky sod!

 

[shadowfiresword]

Dick Plump

The headache slowly recedes as the prairie oyster works its magic. Thankfully the bossy little maid has vanished, insisting that she will release no one until the mystery is solved. Oh well, now that she's gone maybe I can find some way out of here, or a cell to call the police with, or something! However its no fun to search for an escape alone, and his choices of companions seems slightly limited. Jade Scarlett is clearly a last resort he thinks cringing at the sort of verbal abuse an anti porn activist would do to an artist like himself. And with that other man nearly clinging to Angel, she's clearly out of the picture. I suppose I'll just have to convince Anita then.

He gets up from his chair, before remembering he hasn't introduced himself to everyone. "I am Dick Plump, film director and artist, and like most of you I can remember almost nothing of last night." He pauses and flips his tie over his shoulder. "Including where even my shirt has gone, now if you'll pardon me I'll go catch up with miss Cock. Would be bad to leave a beautiful damsel in distress, and we've all had plenty of that since waking up." Doing a finger wave goodbye to the rest of them he heads down the hallway after her. She moves slower than he does, with her bare feet on the floor and her deliciously short dress riding up her legs.

"For the sake of an investigation I figured it would be best if we worked together for now." Richard says by way of hello. His eye turned back towards the hallway as he makes sure nobody is following him. As Anita turns he grabs her by the hand and pulls her into a closet nearby. Shushing her complaints with his hand he whispers. "Shush, I'm not going to hurt you. Now the way I see it, you can play detective working under miss merry maid. Or you can help me find a way out of here, or at least some way to contact the outside. So, are you interested?" He asks with a wry grin, certain in his mind that she can't stand the bossy maid anymore than he can. Removing his hand from her mouth he waits for her answer, but doesn't give her any distance between him in the tight closet, enjoying the way she feels pressed against him.

 

[yeishia]

As she was leaving she heard "I am Dick Plump, film director and artist, and like most of you I can remember almost nothing of last night." Hmmm in another circumstance she just might be interested in getting to know him, not stopping she continued along the hallway in search of the stairs.

The next thing she knew Richard was behind her saying "For the sake of an investigation I figured it would be best if we worked together for now." Before grabbing her hand and dragging her into a small closet!

It happened so fast and when he placed his hand across her mouth she almost panicked "Shush, I'm not going to hurt you. Now the way I see it, you can play detective working under miss merry maid. Or you can help me find a way out of here, or at least some way to contact the outside. So, are you interested?" Struggling only brought her closer to his rock hard and rather attractive body ”Damn what was she thinking?"

As he removed his hand from her mouth she squinted at him in the half light of the cramped closet. Hmmm perhaps they could work together, he wasn’t bad looking, made movies and seemed to hate the windbag almost as much as she.

Smiling up at him she purred, ”Well it seems that you are giving me no choice Mr. Plump and as we cannot shake on the deal as you have both my hands trapped, as kiss will have to do”

Anita proceeded to stand on tip toe sliding her body along his as she did so to give him the promised kiss, dropping a teasing peck to both corners of his mouth………

 

[shadowfiresword]

Dick Plump

He waits patiently as she thinks over his proposal, entirely content to let her fidget against him for as long as she needs. Her sultry smile, and the purr of her voice just woke up the captain down below, especially as she said ”Well it seems that you are giving me no choice Mr. Plump and as we cannot shake on the deal as you have both my hands trapped, as kiss will have to do.”

He grins, nodding in interest as she stretches against him, not fighting to free her hands from his grip. The coy little kiss only turns him on more, but he shakes his head. "Oh no, if this is going to work I need a more honest commitment than a feeble kiss like that. Something like, this perhaps." Dick says with a toothy grin as he releases her hands sliding them down to her butt as he lifts her off her feet. Pinning her against the closet wall he brings his mouth onto hers, kissing it with a burning hunger as he forces her mouth open with his lips and tongue. His wet pink organ slides into her, caressing her in turn as he keeps her pinned for nearly a minute.

Normally the dark confines of a closet would have him freaking out, but he left the door halfway open, and with the morning light its just barely shadowy inside. Even this is starting to get to him, and as much as he would like to pressure miss Cock a bit further, he needs to get out. Releasing her kiss and body he separates from her, moving back out into the hallway. "So you were heading to the bathroom first?" He asks her in a quiet whisper, so as not to alarm the bossy maid. "I doubt we can find a way out there, but I could use a shower, so I'm fine with stopping off there first."