House of Pleasure II

LustfulOne50

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Welcome to The Pleasure House II - An Extension of the The Cheap & Seedy Motel & Pleasure House

Welcome to Pleasure House II

This is place to carry on your tawdry affairs and pleasures.

There are 50 rooms to rent by the hour or day if you please. There is a lobby to meet your guest(s), but please don’t leave a wet, sticky, gooey mess because we’re cheap and understaffed.

Oh, yes, there are 6 special rooms.

First, there is a Dungeon for those who like the chains and various toys to play with (you may bring your own).

The second room is in a Cave with a king sized bed on a rock platform and a fireplace for your play.
The third room is the Arabian Nights room with sandy floors and silks to form a tent for the total feel. There are large, thick mats on which to rest and fine dress of silk for the dance of the seven veils as well as platters of fruit and jugs of wine to nibble as you pleasure your lover.

The fourth room is the Tropical Room. It features the sounds of the South Seas and warm sand. There is a full moon effect on the ceiling and a slow dimmer to give a sunset effect. With large beach towels or blankets to choose from, you can top it off with a relaxing soak in a very large sunken hot tub.

The fifth room is French Style, done in a early provincial.

The sixth room is a Mystery Room, which is changed up randomly for your pleasure.

There are new additions to the 20 rooms with a mini bar and hot tub, drop-down TV and surround sound stereo with lighting, all on a single handheld remote.. full bath with tub & shower separate, walk-in closet and king sized four poster beds.


We now have a beautiful New Spa the was designed for us by Erotica_Writings
You must come see and try it...very large

And New weight training and wrokout room

Your Caretaker during your stay here is: RedHairedandFriendly

Enjoy your stay,
The Management

Link
The Cheap & Seedy Motel and Pleasure House
Welcome To The BBW Bar & Grill
 
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As he takes walk through before turning the place over to the new Caretaker..Not bad...just as 5 star as the other place..yeppy..as he checks the floor and hot tubs to insure they are sealed well....checking the bath rooms nice they did good work I'll have to bring them in again. Oh ..Honey do you like the rooms so far...I hope you like the rooms there as nice as the other place. She smile and give her approval..asking if we can come back and play later...sure my love, but we have to get back to the Motel now...closing and locking the door..soon my love soon.
 
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OOC:
The House of Pleasure II is place where you can indulge your sexual fantasies either by yourself or with a friend or group of friends.

Red, the manager is 5'8". She has red hair green eyes, average build with large firm breasts and a spattering of freckles across her nose.

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Needed authors to participate in the House of Pleasure... looking for players to post sexual fantasies with other players.

You can drop in at the hotel and stop by the front desk and take a room.

We ask that you please read prior posts before placing your own, that way you do not accidently interrupt another's story.

I know the response at the original thread has been well and I hope to bring that here also. Any suggestions you have are more then welcome and greatly appreciated. Please fill free to PM me with them.

As always please follow all SRP forum rules...

http://www.literotica.com/support/forum_rules.shtml


Thanks again....
RH&F (Red)
IC:

Standing outside the House of Pleasure II, I wonder what my first day has instore for me. The clouds are stirring as a breeze blows my long red hair. Slipping the key into the front doors, I'm greeted to a rustling of a fountain displayed in the center of the room. The water falls over rocks to gather and pool before recirculating. The lobby is decorated with lush chairs and beautiful floral arrangements. I notice the sign concerning the establishment says cheap, but in fact we are inexpensive because there is nothing about cheap here with the House of Pleasure.

Turning on the lights, and moving over to begin the first day of business, I start a fresh pot of coffee and notice a lone figure passing by the window.

 
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walks in with coffee and breakfast for Red.
Toast, Warm Muffin or Croissant with Jam and Butter
Fresh Fruit Salad and Yoghurt
Fresh Orange Juice,
 
Sarah

Sarah

Sarah is mute and is no relation to Philip from the Cheap & Seedy Hotel and House of Pleasure. She is 25 and single. She has recently been hired as the first member of the House of Pleasure II. Though she is somewhat shy, she will do as you ask, but will have no interaction or dialog with the customers of the hotel.

She was born in London and was abandoned at an early age, when her parents realized she was special. She was often moved from foster home to foster home, until the age of 16. At that time, a foster home became a real home. Sarah was allowed to develope into a beautiful woman. Her blonde hair and blue eyes can often be seen shining and sparkling. She left the home of her wealthy family to experience life with people from all different parts of the world.

She has come to the House of Pleasure II to find employment as a maid, hostess or just all around helping hand. Her expectations are high and she knows that the fact that she is an excellent pianist will land her the job at the House of Pleasure.
 
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Noticing the breakfast EW has brought in I wait quietly behind the counter.
 
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OOC
Jim Galloway, 36 year old comstruction worker.
6 feet, muscular, short red hair and greenish eyes.
Likes his sex to be adventurous, and hot.

IC
I read the sign, and wonder to myself if this might be a good place to find some fun. I have a few days to spare, so I walk inside.

I see there is a bar, just off the lobby, and get myself a beer. The boss woman asks if I want a room, but I tell her no, I will check the place out first, and the clientele.

It seems nice enough, and the brochure shows off the rooms well. I guess it has only just opened, with everything being so new and shiny. I take a seat, making sure that I have a good view of the lobby, hoping that soon ther e may besome more customers.
Of the female variety.
 
And soon there is another customer of the very female variety. . .

With her black trench coat wrapped securely about her, still a hint of her spilling breasts demanded to be seen. The only thing seen where her coat ended was a pair of shapely legs, sheathed in black stockings with a seam up the back. Rather flirty for such an otherwise serious look. Her pumps were of a black, rather serious nature, though the heel a bit higher than a business look. Black shades covered her eyes, but her apple cheeks and wine-stained lips gave her a look of seductive intrigue. Running her hand over her head, to smooth back any stray hairs that may have escaped from their pinned up position during her run from the car to the door in such a storm, she walked up to the bar, took a seat, and scanned the room as if looking for someone.
 
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It is very quiet in here, and just as I am about to leave, a vision enters. She is dressed all in black, with stockings and high heels, to go with her leather trench coat.

I watch as she moves, her breasts, barely restrained by the coat, and obviously unfettered by a bra sway provocatively. I wonder what else she wears beneath the coat, my curiosity now aroused, I move to speak to her.

"Hi there, I think this place just opened by the way. I am Jim, Jim Galloway, can I offer you a drink maybe? They have a brochure about this place, looks good too. Would you care to look at it, while I get you a drink, if you want one that is?"

I feel awkward, sure thta I have made of mess of this, and wait to see what she does.
 
She slowly eyes Jim from the floor up, looking hungrily at his toned body. She had always been attracted to red hair, and his eyes, so piercing, as if they searched through her coat to see the flesh underneath.

"Jim, yes, I would love a drink. Thank you." she accepts in a breathy voice. Turning to the bartender she orders a Crown and Coke. "Been one of those days." she explains. Her eyes search around the room, but no one else is to be found, not even where she can see of the lobby.

"Jim, I'm Julia, by the way." she offers after an awkward pause. "Never been any good, really at meeting new people." Her cheeks blush a bit, which makes her oddly seem rather innocent under those black garnishments. Again, searching for anything to fill the silence, she asks him about the brochure. All the while, her eyes searching to see if anyone has come through the door. The winds howl, signaling the storm outside is bellowing.



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It is very quiet in here, and just as I am about to leave, a vision enters. She is dressed all in black, with stockings and high heels, to go with her leather trench coat.

I watch as she moves, her breasts, barely restrained by the coat, and obviously unfettered by a bra sway provocatively. I wonder what else she wears beneath the coat, my curiosity now aroused, I move to speak to her.

"Hi there, I think this place just opened by the way. I am Jim, Jim Galloway, can I offer you a drink maybe? They have a brochure about this place, looks good too. Would you care to look at it, while I get you a drink, if you want one that is?"

I feel awkward, sure thta I have made of mess of this, and wait to see what she does.
 
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I note the appreciative glance that she gives, as she accepts my offer

"Jim, yes, I would love a drink. Thank you. Been one of those days. Jim, I'm Julia, by the way, never been any good, really at meeting new people."

"Oh dont worry about that Julia, nice to meet you too by the way"


I say as I release her hand, and she sips her Crown and Coke, she asks about the brochure, and we look together. I know that she is as impressed as I am by the variety of themed rooms here. I just hope that we can get along well enough to sample one. The problem is that I can see her looking around, and looking at the door a lot. She seems nervous even, and keeps crossing and uncrossing her legs. Not that I am complaining mind you, the occasional glimpse of her stocking tops is very invigorating. I am sure she knows I am looking, but, what the heck, I am a man, not a boy.

I cant help notice that she also seems attracted to the Dungeon, coming back to the page a number of times. It does not bother me though, I am literally up for anything, it has been a while.
 
I see that he notices my looking around. Not to mention I still have on sun glasses and it's raining outside. But I wanted to stay away from the traditional "I'll be wearing a red-rose" cliché. I guess the black trench coat would have been enough recognition for someone looking for me. Next time. . .

I find him watching me think again. "Oh, sorry, Jim." I sip my drink, clinking the ice cubes. With a sigh, I begin to tell him why I am here. "It's silly, really, and how crazy is it? I was going to meet someone off the internet here." I can't believe I said it, and I fully expected him to leave, thinking I'm either a walking, festering case of various venereal diseases, or a real nut job. "But, it doesn't look like he's going to show up." I remove my sun glasses, a foolish afterthought to a moment of swept up emotions now crumbling.

We look towards the brochure again, as he never really seems to have much to say about my confession. And I think he notices how my attention is drawn back to the Dungeon each time, the idea of the room stirring mixed feelings of emotions and a bit of fear. Eagerly, he awaits me to cross my legs again, so that he may see the tops of my thigh highs, which now has become a game for me, wondering when he might say something about it. This time, I even make sure the slit in my coat is a bit higher, giving the hint that indeed, I may have on nothing under this trench.

“Jim,”, I ask somewhat innocently “have you ever been in this kind of setting?”, pointing to the Dungeon room yet again.
 
It is obvious to me thta she knows I am wondering why she is looking around, almost expecting something it seems

"Oh, sorry, Jim. It's silly, really, and how crazy is it? I was going to meet someone off the internet here. "But, it doesn't look like he's going to show up."


I smile softly, understanding perfectly what is going on here. I have been there, on the sex sites, the chat rooms, cybering lonely women. Just like us lonely men on yahoo meesenger, looking for friendship, release, and sometimes, if they get lucky, love.


She keeps crossing her legs, by now I realise, she is doing it for me. Giving me glimpses all the time, and it dawns on me, that she is probably naked under her coat. I move closer, as we survey the brochure together.

“Jim, have you ever been in this kind of setting."


She asks, pointing to the dungeon room. I hesitate before replying, not wanting to scare her off, I am intrigued now, and very attracted to Julia already.

"Yes Julia, I have had a little experience, in that I have pccasionally visited a BDSM, or what some call a Fetish club. I have watched shows there, and I have to admit, I enjoy seing a lady handcuffed, and maybe tied to a bed, while I errr play with her, if you know what I mean. But I am not an expert, nor am I into the gags, or the serious whipping stuff. If I am honest, and I wil be honest with you Julia. The tought of a Dungeon does excite me. Now I wonder, does it do anything for you? Are we similar people Julia, looking for something extra, something to brighten our hum drum little lives? I hope so Julia, I truly do."
 
My eyes get large with curiosity from his reply. The golden hazel hues are joined with greens and blues now from excitement. "Hmmmmm", I begin, thinking and taking another slow sip of my drink. His body feels so good against mine, his solid frame igniting further my attraction to him. He seems so thrill-seeking, so dare-devilish, which is contagious with me.

I catch a glimpse of the outline of his cock through his pants. It is also feeling the excitement from just our conversation and the thrills of anticipation. Well, I did come here for sex--carpe diem, Julia! I say to myself.

A coy smile forms across my wet lips, as quietly I remove the shoe from my right foot. A flash of lightening zaps close by, immediately followed by an overwhelming clap of thunder. The lights flicker, but do not go out completely. Sliding my foot up to massage his cock through his pants, I ask "Does this answer your question?" In doing so, a clear shot of what is not under my trench coat is offered, while continuing to trace his cock's outline with my foot.

Feeling him stiffen more, the lightening flashes again, followed by the thunder, only this time, the lights do not come back on.
 
I watch her pondering my reply, as the storm seems to intensify, and the lights flicker momentarily. I cannot help but wonder, if there is a parallel between the power, and majesty of the storm. And what looks like the approaching union of myself and Julia.

She gives me a lust filled smile, removing her high heel, and raising her stocking clad foot to my groin. Starting to rub it on my hardening shaft she speaks to me

"Does this answer your question?"

Her coat has fallen open, and I can see that the only clothing she is wearing are her pull ups. The subtle pinkness of her shaven mound, and sweet pussy are clearly visible to me now.
My cock responds immediately to her touch, stiffening visibly in my pants, as the building is shaken by a simultaneous almighty clap of thunder and lightening flash. The lights stay out this time, we are in complete drkness, the only thing that I can feel, is Julias foot against my body.

Reaching for her fot, I run my hand slowly up her leg, to her knee, and move closer. I feel her presence now, and her hot breath upon my neck, my hand travelling higher, caressing the stocking. Squeezing her thigh, until I reach the uncovered flesh. and scratch it with my fingernail. I feel her pushing at my hand, whispering


"Yes baby, yes, finger my pussy oh God yes."

I need no urging at all, and quickly find her wet slit, pushing my finger into her moistness, feeling the heat, as she bites me on the neck, and pulls at my hair.
 
I look up, watching the rain beat upon the window, angry at the weather for not allowing my opening day to occur with a beautiful sun, gracing my new adventure. With each clap of thunder and blinding streak of lightning I begin to be concerned with not only the newly designed premises, but with the two individuals in the bar.

Moving around the counter to inquire about their need of a room or not, a large threatening boom rocks the windows and the lights go out. I pause, waiting to see if they would return this time. They don't. Running my hands in my hair and stomping my foot. I slowly creep back around the counter, using the steady flashes of lightning to help ease my way to the small cabinet under the register.

Pulling it open, I keep my eyes focused on the bar, just in case the couple inside are concerned and try to make their way back to the lobby. Using my hand to find the flashlight I grasp the cold metal and flip the switch on. Moving the light over the lobby, I see young Sarah approaching from the hall. I motion for her to have a seat, telling her to relax and wait out the storm.

Quickly I move to the store room, opening the door. I use the flashlight to guide me to the red lever, that operates the emergency generator. The lights quickly return, and I shut the door, moving quickly towards the bar.

Upon arriving, I take in the gentleman and the woman. Noticing the smoky stare in her eyes, as if she is looking through me, wishing I had not interrupted them. My eyes run over her features and I notice the flush of her face. Letting my eyes take in the aroused state of the man, I feel my own face begin to warm.

Clearing my throat, my voice somewhat nervous and shaky, "I apologize for the lights." I find myself thinking if I was apologizing for having them go out, or for turning them back on. "It seems the storm has picked up. I believe you have no choice, but to stay the night. I would like to offer you both a room, unless you are together? The cost of the room will be handled by the establishment, so fill free to pick whichever room you would like. I would feel terrible if you left during weather such as this. Are there any rooms here that you would like to stay in?"

I waited patiently for either of the individuals to answer.
 
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Flushed from desire, and flustered from suddenly having the lights on and a woman standing before us, I close my legs quickly, batting his hand away. Smiling in embarassment, I take an innocent sip of my drink, leaving the details to Jim, since he seems to have more practice at such things. Though my finger is tracing up his spine, through his T-shirt, and then I give his hair a playful tug again as he's speaking with the lovely owner.
 
The lights suddenly retirn, as we are joined by a beautiful red head, whom I assume to be the boss around here. Julia quickly tries to readjust as I pull back from her a little, my finger now wetand hot, but lonely. The redhead, looking a little embarased speaks to us quietly


"It seems the storm has picked up. I believe you have no choice, but to stay the night. I would like to offer you both a room, unless you are together? The cost of the room will be handled by the establishment, so fill free to pick whichever room you would like. I would feel terrible if you left during weather such as this. Are there any rooms here that you would like to stay in?"



Julia tries to look inocent, sipping her drink, but I am sure this other lady can see her pulling at my hair. I look at Julia, but she makes it plain with a single glance, that the choice is mine. As we have already discussed the Dungeon, the decision is obvious.

"That is very kind of you, and we do appreciate it, very much. As to a room, I think that we both agree that your Dungeon sounds quite exquisite, so, the Dungeon it is please."
 
Raising my brow, I'm surprised that the first choice is one I myself have not had a chance to sample. "If you'll both just come and check in all will be set for you."

Moving back into the lobby, hearing the couple following me, I wave Sarah off to complete her tasks and then return home. I sign the couple into the room and hand the gentleman the keys. I allow my gaze to travel over him and noticed that though his aroused state has lessoned some, it showed signs of returning as the key was passed and his fingertips touched mine.

My own thoughts and images running ramport in my mind as to what may occur with them for the evening. "If you'll both follow me, I'll show you to your room."

Moving along the hall, we pause before an archway. A cool breeze comes from the stairway leading below, with the power not fully at 100%, I chose to forgo the use of the elevator and together with the couple descend down the stairs.

As we move down deeper the light from the upper floor hallway lessons and the artificial lighting from the torches and candles bring illumnination to the room. Reaching the bottom of the stairs and turning I open a large wooden planked door, the hinges screech and I hear the shudder from the woman as the sound echos through the air.

"I do love that sound. Nice effects." I tell them as we move inside.

Quickly I scan the room making sure all is in its place. "The dresser has been arranged with various toys that one might enjoy, such as our, cat of nines, cock ring, cuffs. As you can see we have enough of a variety that surely there is something you'll enjoy," informing them as I lift and handle just a few items from the dresser.

My own face is flushed from handling some of the items, knowing that I myself have had no experience with them, so I am curious as to what may occur between the couple.

"If you need anything do not hesitate to ring the front desk."

I leave the room, shutting the door behind me, absorbing the creeky noise from the hinges. Moving into the bar, I notice the storm still raging as I have a glass of wine and listen to the rain beat against the windows.
 
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Mordecai

Name: Mordecai
Height: 6'5
Weight: 195
Build: Muscular
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Blonde

Various Tats on his back and chest.

A rather large figure enters the hotel. His trench coat wrapped tightly around his musuclar toned body. His eyes are hidden by a pair of b lack sunglasses. He apporaches the front desk.

"I need a place to stay for the next couple of days. Do you have anything avalible? The only problem is that I have no money. I was robbed a few nights back in front of a movie theater. The dude had a gun. I wasn't about to sacrifice my life over some petty 100 bucks."
 
"I need a place to stay for the next couple of days. Do you have anything avalible? The only problem is that I have no money. I was robbed a few nights back in front of a movie theater. The dude had a gun. I wasn't about to sacrifice my life over some petty 100 bucks."


Looking up I notice the gentleman that has just come into the hotel. I patiently look up at him and listen intently to his story. Taking in the manner of clothing he is wearing, I'm curious as to his reason for not being able to afford a room for the evening. The storm seems to be moving on, but the hour is late.

"If you'd like, I can allow you the use of one of the regular rooms, but not the theme rooms. I'm sure you understand. In exchange you may work around the grounds while your here and I'm sure there will be some storm damage to the hotel that will need fixed. If you are capable of doing those things your welcome to stay."

I wait patiently for his answer. Making a mental note to myself to keep Sarah away from this particular stranger, not quite trusting his story to its fullest.
 
"If you'd like, I can allow you the use of one of the regular rooms, but not the theme rooms. I'm sure you understand. In exchange you may work around the grounds while your here and I'm sure there will be some storm damage to the hotel that will need fixed. If you are capable of doing those things your welcome to stay."

He rubs his chin and then places both of his hands on the desk. They are rather large and callosed with a few scars here and there on them. The main feature is a rather large circular scar on each hand.

"Very Well, I'm great with my hands and other things. I'll be glad to help. You wouldn't happen to have any prostitutes running around this place would you? It's been a very long time. I know I don't have any money but I'm sure I can persuade them."
 
"Very Well, I'm great with my hands and other things. I'll be glad to help. You wouldn't happen to have any prostitutes running around this place would you? It's been a very long time. I know I don't have any money but I'm sure I can persuade them."



Feeling the cold, anger slowly rising in my body, I grit my teeth and take a deep breath through my nose. My chest rising as my temper is barely reigned in, I answer him in a steely voice. "House of Pleasure, does not keep you entertained with their women. You provide your own, unless you are lucky enough to catch the attention of one of them."

My eyes roam over his features, his body and his hands. I know that at the moment we don't have anyone available to make the needed repairs, I also must worry for Sarah's safety. "You can work here and stay. If you need anything, as far as towels, or something is wrong with your room, you are to ask for me. Sarah is the only other woman here in my employment, and after that comment she will be not allowed to assist you in your stay here."

I feel the rage building inside me, hoping he has taken my cutting remark and decided to leave. Deep down, I fear the worst and know that he will be staying. Taking a deep breath I wait for his answer.
 
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