Makeing love at the mystery mansion

Daemon

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You have recieved a invitation to a weekend get-away at the mansion of an excentric millionare, all expence paid.
Room, board, and "other" you have been given a room key and a robe of matching color. The instructions say that while at the mansion you are to wear the robe and the robe only.

Feeling adventurous you R.S.V.P. and the next week you are at the mansion you are welcomed by a tall pale man with jet black hair who shows you to your room. "Remember the evening meal will be served promptly a nine."

Unlocking and entering the large room you are met by a vision of beuty of the opposite sex as yourself wearing the same color robe.

OOC: If your interested in this story-line just make up your character and get going, colors will be R.O.Y.G.B.I.V.
If this thread gets as popular as I hope it will new colors will be added as needed. I, your host will pop up from time to time to "stir the pot". As always please excuse my spelling, I beleive my ideas make up for my little lapses. I hope you a have a wounderful, erotic, and orgasmic time!
 
Going Undercover

Ricardo Suerte wanted to be more than just a pretty face. His career as a model should have fullfilled his every whim, but he was hungry for more than that. He wanted true passion, in his life as well as his career. When his agent called him with another photo shoot , he Immediatley laid down the law , he wanted more, other models had turned to other carrers,acting,singing, reporting, he wanted something diffrent and he said he would take nothing else. His Agent paused and almost with a mischievous tone asked "how would you like to be an undercover reporter?" Rick's heart lept as he thought about the possibilities of a "undercover expose" he pictured a war torn country or a goverment conspiracy. As he slowly slipped on his Indigo robe he muttered to himself "this isnt quite what I had in mind" His agent had explained that his face might be reconized on another assignment but among the beautiful people he would just blend in. Rick was at a loss..."what am I doing here, this guy has more money than Versace and If hes this rich he will probably know exactly who I am ...I'll never get a story out of this...I dont know the first thing about reporting ...He stood alone in a room that was larger than his first apartment slowly Rick considered apoligizing to his agent and heading home but as he looked at the palacial surroundings he considered..what could it hurt to stay for awhile ... I might even have fun.
 
Maizie Moore

Being a controversial erotic novelist had its perks. She was invited to many of the same "to dos" in LA, Hollywood, and NYC as many of the highest paid actors. She met and got to know many of those actors (and other influential people) over the years. That meant more connections.

One of her biggest connectors was a very excentric man by the name of Daemon. He had opened his home on many occasions to select groups for anything their hearts could desire. Maizie giggled when she received a special phone call from him about his newest gala. She assured him that she would attend, but that she wished to go incognito. Being part of Tinsel Town's in crowd meant poparazzi. She couldn't escape them. Some tie-ins to her books even hit the tabloids at times.

Tabbitha Wilde. That's who she planned on being. Tabbi-that was her name for short-was a new character chosen from Maizie's mind. She was just now in the works, getting ready for a new mini-series of several books. She was to be a confident, out spoken young lady. Okay, so the young part would be a stretch for Maizie, but it wasn't like she was real old either. After 34 years of living all over California, first along the sunny beaches in her youth, and now in the mountains of Napa Valley, she still looked good for her age.

Maizie's strawberry blonde hair had never been touched up by a bottle. She had even kept the few gray strands that her teen daughter had given her through stress the year before. Her eyes were a sparkling baby blue, and her skin was soft and milky. It was barely a shade darker than ivory. She never was one for tanning, and that was why it was so smooth on its own still.

Standing at only 5' 2" and weighing at barely over 100lbs gave her an innocent adolescent appearance. She had been carded several dozen times when she ventured out to alcoholic gatherings. She didn't mind though. She had prefered to look young over looking old any day!

So, here she was, Tabbitha Wilde, at her good friend's mansion, just getting settled in for the day. Her key, and the robe she found pressed neatly on her bed, was a deep crimson red. Somehow that seemed fitting. With her light complexion, reds always looked good on her.

Sighing deeply, she scurried out of her clothes and headed for the private bathroom ajoining her room. She figured there would be time for a quick bath before heading back down for their late dinner...
 
Michaela Cassidy

The letter from Daemon had been unexpected, but welcome. She had met the eccentric man through her research. But that was entirely a different story. She packed light, something to wear home and a few bras. She was sure Daemon would understand that she couldn't go around braless, or she'd chafe and wiggle way to much. She didn't even want to think of how slowly she'd have to walk down the stairs. At 23, freshly out of college standing a mere 5'2".

Once at the mansion she is greeted by the butler and he takes her coat. As instructed she wears her violet robe underneath. He kneels and removes her shoes and shows her to her room her bare feet enjoying the feel of the plush carpet. The room is empty so far and she wanders through the room. When butler intones promptly at nine. she wonders why anyone would serve dinner so late. She wanders into bathroom and her jaw drops at the huge jacuzzi tub.

Sidenote the male violet may be in the tub or find me in the tub.
 
OOC Sillyness

Im completely regretting that I chose the color Indigo..;-)
Great writing , Great premise , lets see if I can find an Indigo.
 
Mike collins

As a struggling novelist who doesnt get out much the invitation to come here was quite welcome.I dont understand the robe but i say thats quite ok there are a few really attractive women here.I cant say im bad myself at 6'1 with blonde hair and amber eyes.I havent spoken to a woman since the death of my wife and daughter 3 years ago.I hope to change that here.

The only book i wrote that was any good was "Graves point" and that was before the plane crash that took my family from me.
 
Mike

I cant say orange was to best one to choose but i guess ill head out for a look around

[Edited by sex-maniac69 on 12-07-2000 at 11:47 AM]
 
Meredeth Blake

Always the athletic type, Meredeth or Merry had a real love of heights. Imagine, at age 27, being able to take that love and make a living from it shooting pictures. Conde Nast and World Traveler had paid her well to photograph the peaks of mountains, the depths of lush valleys, and the knees of active volcanoes. All this to thrill their readers who rarely left the comfort of their leather padded SUVs.

Merry had met Daemon on her last trip to the Andes. It had been a great climb, but she was still surprised when she had recieved his invitation to the mansion. Upon her arrival, she was escorted upstairs to her room. There on the bed was the yellow robe she was to wear for the duration of the visit. Oh well, she sighed, at least the color complemented her cornflower blue eyes and light brown hair. Slipping it on, she laughed when it only came to her calves, obviously it wasn;t meant for someone 5' 8", or was it?

Tying the slash firmly around her waist, she was grateful for her lean build, no ripples in the wrong places. Not one to sit still, she headed out to explore the mansion.
 
Ric

Ricardo reached for his swim trunks as he decided to go for a swim. As he drew them out he remebered the directions "only the robe" he shrugged " Oh well when in Rome". He stepped outside and looked for the pool. In a place like this you could get lost easily. he figured hed have a look around.
 
Mike



Strange i got invited because i only met the host once.At the signing of my only best seller.yet i recieved the invite in the mail."This is a great old house,"i murmered to my self as i wondered the halls outside my room.
Technically im still young im only 28 but this house had an effect that made me feel somewhat older.


[Edited by sex-maniac69 on 12-07-2000 at 12:00 PM]
 
OCC: sex-maniac, your original post had your robe being orange. I deliberately picked a color no one else had because I did not want to automatically pair off with someone before the thread started.
 
OCC:well i changed it because i didnt think orange was a popular color and i didnt think id have a match but if you hate me ill change back

[Edited by sex-maniac69 on 12-07-2000 at 11:46 AM]
 
OCC: Don't be silly, I don't hate you, I don't even know you. :) I just really want to leave my options open on this thread, maybe even pair up with another female rather than a male.
 
Ric

OOC dont fret Sexmaniac just follow the story and see what comes of it.

IC. Ricardo meandered through the palacial estate and gawked at the collection of antiquities until he realized that he was doing, placing the 'bored' mask on once again he decided hed ask the next person he saw where the pool was.
 
Mike



"hey you lookin for something?," i asked a guy i saw gawking at an atique collection."Yeah,the pool actually," he replied."I was looking for that too lets both look'"i replied."Im Mike collins, who are you,?" i asked......
 
Kathryn Alexander

OOC: Sorry this is so long...I lost control.... :)


Kathryn:
Her hands were shaking as she handed the invitation to the man who greeted her at the doorway of the mansion. She waited in anticipation, expecting him to turn her away like the fraud that she was.
His scrutinizing eyes surveyed her trembling body before he nodded slowly with approval. "Very good, miss," he said. "Welcome to the Daemon mansion. We're very pleased to you have you with us this weekend. May I take your coat?"
Feeling slightly relieved, Kathryn unbuttoned the long black trenchcoat that she was wearing and allowed the man to assist her in taking it off.
"Follow me, Miss...."
"...Alexander."
"Yes...Miss Alexander. I'll show you to your room," he said, picking up her small suitcase.
As Kathryn followed him up the grand staircase she gazed around the foyer in awe. "This is such a beautiful place," she murmured under her breath, feeling secretly victorious that she had landed such a luxurious free weekend, even if it had been at someone else's expense.
At the top of the stairs he led her down a long, dark hallway, finally stopping at the seventh door on the right. He reached inside his coat pocket and extracted a sapphire blue key.
He unlocked the door and opened it with a grand flourish, then stepped back so she could enter. Kathryn's eyes widened as she slowly walked into the room. It was twice the size of the apartment from which she had just been evicted. A king-sized canopy bed, dressed in blue satin stood proudly in the center of the room. It was lightly embraced by a sheer, flowing veil of sky colored lace that draped to the floor.
Mesmerized, she floated across the room toward the bed and pulled back the lace. She picked up one of the overstuffed feather pillows and hugged it to her chest as she girlishy spun around with joy.
She continued to explore the room and it's adjacent bath, still hugging the softness of the pillow against her body as she giggled with delight. She had forgotten about the man with her suitcase until he cleared his throat to gain her attention. Heat flooded her face as she turned to him with embarassment.
"Dinner will be served promptly at nine, Miss Alexander," he said, setting her luggage down in front of the wall sized dresser beside the door. "I hope everything is to your satisfaction?"
"Oh, yes," she said.
He nodded his head, then gestured toward the closet. "You'll find all of the attire you'll need for your stay here inside there. You'll have no use for what you've brought yourself...in fact, the master insists upon it."
He set the key down on top of the dresser. "Enjoy your weekend, Miss Alexander," he said, then turned on his heel and left the room, closing the door behind him.
Kathryn opened the closet door and smiled quizzically at the two blue robes she found inside. That was ALL she was expected to wear the entire weekend?
Shrugging, she pulled the smaller of the two from it's hanger and tossed it on the bed. She stood in front of the full length mirror behind the closet door and gazed thoughtfully at her reflection. Slowly, she unzipped her black cotton dress and let it fall to her feet. Watching closely, she removed her lacy bra and panties, then kicked them into the dark depths of the closet.
She stared critically into the mirror, examining her firm twenty-two year old body. It had been a long time since she had been able to look. The only mirror in her old apartment had been stained with years of dirt and grime and had just given her a view from her shoulders up.
She sighed with pride as she twisted and turned to gaze at the delicious curves of her young body. Giving herself a devilish grin, she tossed the mane of molten gold that fell from her head, over her shoulders to partially cover her nudity.
As she reached over to pick up the robe she had carelessly flung on to the bed, she gasped in surprise. There was a man casually leaning against the door frame, a sardonic smile spread across his lips.
Anger lit her blue eyes as she quickly swathed the robe around her body. "Do you mind?" she asked. "Get out!"
 
Mike



"Get Out,!" i hear a lady yell.I follow her voice and see a strange man standing in the girls doorway."Hey," I said. "She asked you to leave now be respectful and git!," i said and grabbed the man by a painful spot near his collar bone and haul him away careful not to look in the room because the girl was dressing."Im sorry about that he wont bother you again"I said said once she was clothed "my name is Mike collins,Whats yours?,"I asked and extended my hand......
 
Michaela

OOC that was a rude way to introduce yourself sex maniac, to me it seems as if she were leaving way for the guy who chooses blue to introduce himself.


IC

I luxerated in long bath then feeling refreshed I slipped robe and bra back on and started exploring mansion. It had been just past noon when I arrived and now I had 8 hours to fill until dinner. I found the gardens and was entranced, spotting a women in a yellow robe I introduced myself.

"hello, I'm Michaela."
 
Ric

A man named Collins awakes me fronm my revire only to dash off towards another room. I decide to find someone who knows this place or works here. I wander off down the towering hallways looking for direction and and end to curiosity.
 
Merry

I had been standing near an artificial waterfall in the gardens investigating some artfully placed crevices when a voice made me turn. A woman was standing there in a great violet robe. She had said her name was Michaela. Laughing, I apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm not laughing at you, whoever built this water fall is a genius, there are hand and footholds built in for climbing practice. I'm Meredeth Blake, but please call me Merry." Extending my hand, I ask, "Do you climb? This is almost too much to pass up on, I wonder if Daemon would mind. I'll behave and ask him later."

I couldn't help but notice violet was a perfect color for Michaela. One thing I had learned about myself is that I appreciated beauty where ever I found it, male or female, and she was a beauty. I would kill to have breasts like that. "So, have you found anyone around here besides me and the butler?"
 
Michaela

I couldn't help but think of the view I'd have with her climbing, "No but I've heard a few other guests. I expect by dinner everyone will have arrived. Daemon always has the most intriguing things. I wouldn't be surprised if the view after climb is stunning." I crack knuckles and wonder how the stone will feel through the robe as I climb. "You first," I smile and gesture up the wall.
 
Ric

I finnaly hear the sound of running water and enter what I believe to be the pool area. As I enter I realize its a garden that royalty would envy and in its center is a giant waterfall/rock climb. The scenery and ladies are beautiful. but my musceles are killing me and the last thing I need is a nude rock climb... I mosey on through looking for a pool or hot tub.
 
Kathryn

Slightly unnerved, Kathryn tentatively shook Mike's extended hand. "I'm Kathryn Alexander. Um...nice to meet you. Thank you helping me out."
The man who had been standing in the doorframe returned, still smiling. "I think there's been a misunderstanding here," he said.
Kathryn unconsciously pulled the lapels of her robe closer together. "What do you mean?"
He dangled a blue key in front of her face that matched the one she had been given by the butler. "I've known ol'Daemon for a long time. He has a weird sense of humor...I thought you were a present."
 
Mike:



"My apoplogies, i have a thing about helping women introuble," I said."Well, if you need anything else ms.alexander,My room is not far away,"I said, gave her a faint smile and turned and walked out.
I guess Ric decided to look on his own.Oh well ill see if this place has a library.....
 
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