The Illusive Mansion

[Lady_S]

The Illusive Mansion [Closed)

THE CAST

She: Ramona, brunette with blue eyes, twenty nine year old and married for almost four years to Jeff who was almost thirty six. Tall and curvy, she was undeniably attractive. She was well read and had a flair for writing but was a reticent and an introvert, prone to many fantasies that usually centred on love and sex. Besides, without a shadow of a doubt, she was extremely passionate – something that waited for the spark to ignite into a raging fire. This hidden character had not been fully exposed nor expressed to her husband.

Jeff: Ramona’s husband, thirty eight, slightly over weight, thinning hair but with thick side burns. Through sheer effort and hard work, he had been able to build a financial empire. This meant more tours and travels, more absence from his family, more forced abstinence from his sexual needs. But, he went out of his way to please his ravishing and luscious wife, who drew more than normal attention from other men. He didn’t mind the attention that she received, rather, felt inwardly content. Reasons not known!

Broker: Appearing only in Ramona’s dreams, Mr. Finch was past fifty but continued to maintain a muscular frame, topped with slightly greying hair, dark eyes and carried a rich resonant voice which could be mistaken as very commanding and expecting obedience. He wore a thick moustache that made him look more domineering. He kept his eyes on Ramona, not necessarily to ascertain if the mansion was creating an interest in her. To any other eyes, it would be obvious that his interests were elsewhere just as much. What Ramona didn’t know was that Mr. Finch was not just a broker of properties alone.

Others: (1) Psychotherapist whom Ramona visits. May be he would help her to come out from or fulfil the dream.

(2) Intending buyers, male or female, who visit the mansion. It is yet unknown if Ramona would be able to purchase and, therefore, possess the mansion or, if events lead to someone else who would. What the final purchaser and owner would do with the mansion is what we wait to unfold before us.

[For those who wish to join, wouldn’t it be nice to have Jeff and the Broker? For the role of intending buyers, there’s place for a few and anyone can join, if he or she wants to. And of course, we have a psychoanalyst – could be anyone, even a spinster!]


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THE PLOT AS IT BEGINS

Ramona always had this dream, recurring so frequently that sometimes she wondered if it hadn’t really occurred in the past. It was true that she and her husband Jeff were only too eager to move into a more spacious mansion and had been searching for one for the last couple of months. Weren’t her dreams an outcome of what her subconscious mind wanted so very eagerly? The sequence of the dream now etched very vividly in her mind, as she saw herself with this stranger, possibly a broker, driving into a sprawling compound secured by high walls and an over sized ornamental iron gate. It seemed that the broker had the entrance keys to the mansion, for he unlocked the main door for him and Ramona to walk in. Up the stairs and along the long corridor, with rooms on adjacent sides, each locked and with entry forbidden. As the broker had said in her dreams, locked till owned and possessed.
Ramona was truly fascinated, not simply for the appealing old fashioned beauty that was being unfolded to her, but more because of the paintings on each locked door, each painting depicting a different sexual behaviour. If it was a normal copulation between a man and woman on one painting, there was one where the painting showed a threesome. On another door, there hung a painting of a nude woman encircled by a few men, fully attired, groping and fondling her. Her dreams took her to a room where the painting showed two women, avidly enjoying their sexuality between themselves. One painting that stood out in her mind, was a kneeling woman indulging in fellatio on a man standing in front, who was fully naked underneath a semi-parted cloak. These were just a few but one would realize that there were many rooms in that mansion and each door was similarly adorned.
The frequency of this dream perturbed her and she was uncertain if it came about because of her craving for a larger mansion or actually revealed the suppressed desires and urges that lurked in the inner recesses of her mind. She thought of seeking professional help, for it was far too disturbing for her to not only hide this within her but, as a dignified married woman, to even foster in her wayward mind.

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

Carlton"Crazy Carl" Finch

Crazy Carl slams shut his book. He stares at it then looks away. The phone rings. He picks up the phone and bring it to his ear. "Finch Real Estate!" He listens to the vioce on the phone.

"Yes, Teddy I have the Johnson Estate and the Carver account. And Teddy, I just got a new one. Yes it just dropped in my lap. The Mc Neil place, yeah the owner wants 3.6. I think the guy is smoke crack, yes I know. Maybe 2.8. Yeah. No, the Thompson place? I don't think so. 10.2 give me a break, Teddy. Listen I got some folk that are some lookers, buyers....we will have to see. Yeah you do that Teddy, Later."

 

[Lady_S]

Ramona had her appointment with her psychoanalyst scheduled the next evening. She had heard about Dr.Karen Everett, a 46 year old unwed mother, who was quite reputed in her profession.
As Ramona walked into her chamber, she was received with a charming smile that oozed confidence and warmth. Her breasts, in comparison to her slim frame, were rather voluptous and she didn’t make any pretence in hiding what she was proud of. She glanced at the computer on her table to check the patient’s name and then, with a most reassuring voice said, “Yes Ramona, isn’t it a lovely day?”
These words set the ball rolling and Ramona found herself opening up to her very easily. She described fully what was bugging her, the recurring visions in her dreams and the closed doors.
“Do you long for them to be opned to you? You are desperate to walk in?” asked Dr. Everett.
“I do,” acknowledged Ramona, “and I feel that I am being deprived of something which I have more than a right to observe. But this blessed broker is adamant in his refusal.”
“Very well then, why don’t you try other method’s of persuassion, a woman’s persuassion, if I may say so. Come on, we do have our ways, don’t we sweetie? Besides, it’s just a dream after all.”
The discussion between them continued for a while before Ramona acquiescenced to the suggestion of the professional and later, back home, she rang Mr. Finch.
“Mr.Finch, would it be possible to revisit the mansion once again tomorrow? Just for a while, just to be satisfied before we take a decision?”

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

re-visit

The phoe rings on Carlton's desk.

“Mr.Finch, would it be possible to revisit the mansion once again tomorrow? Just for a while, just to be satisfied before we take a decision?”

"Ramona what a pleasure it is to hear from you. I was just on the phone with Theodore from Happy Homes Realty he has a buyer for just that propery they are offering to go to 1.7 mill for the house and grounds. Now if you can come up with a higher bid say 1.75 and you in black crotchless panties I think I might just be able to swing the deal your way. Do you think you could come up with that kind of money by close of business?"

 

[Lady_S]

Had Mr. Finch been able to see Ramona, he would have seen the shock on her face when she heard his words over the phone. The price quoted seemed unreasonable to her no doubt, although considering Jeff’s present financial strength, they could still afford it. But, more than that, her shock and embarrassment arose at what Mr. Finch had uttered, almost as a precondition to granting access to the mansion once again. Her face flushed, she didn’t know how to react, but she was too soft to offer even a feeble protest. Besides, she was too keen to possess this mansion, so great was her liking for it, that she could hardly antagonize the broker.

“Mr. Finch, the price is of little consideration to us, if we do settle for its acquisition. But, as I said just now, I would really love to see it again, just be inside for a while,” Ramona said, ignoring his lewd remark on wearing black crotchless panties.

“Ah yes, Ramona! I know you have the eyes of a connoisseur,” Mr. Finch replied, “and you always seek the best. But, really dear, one must be prepared to pay the price for the best.”

Ramona could distinctly make out that he was chuckling at the other end. What was he hinting at, she thought, was it the settled price or her inner wear? Yet, she was too eager to revisit the mansion with that one single mission of walking into at least one of the locked rooms. And she would leave no stone unturned to fulfill that mission. That was what was suggested by Dr. Karen Everett and that was exactly what she was going to do.

“Tomorrow evening?” she asked, seeking confirmation.

 

[KarensTaboos]

Dr.Karen Everett, glanced at the email and smiled a smile that was knowing and rather curious.

Had you watched her from the office where she sat, you`d have noted her fidget in her leather chair. Clicking the intercom, She spoke as ever calm cool collected, She almost sounded bitchy if you didnt know her.." Charlotte hold all calls and arrange a car to be ready at my apartment for tomorrow night, eight pm sharp, oh and you`ll be baby sitting Jason, so cancel your plans and be there by seven thirty no later .. that is all" it wasnt really a request. but then Charlotte was used to that.

The rest of the day was spent, browsing through patients and clients lists to find a specific case, but her mind was unfocused and she missed the file repeatedly as she thought back to Ramona, there was a definite distraction there. Ramona`s description she had been heard before, "doors with pictures on them," yes Its in here somewhere.. somewhere deep in the secure files..

Finally Karen found what she was looking for, An in depth case that ended in committal to the state secure unit..Leaning back in the plush leather chair She narrows her eyes and begins to read. A familiar twinge appears in her nethers, as she reads the second page of the file the headline pops out at her.

"The picture was a Woman in a white lab coat" She is on her knees over a large bowl and there are men and women all around Shes crying... That first line was a favourite of Karens, She had read it before and remembered the rest of that evening with very clear images in Her own mind as to what went on. But there will be time for that later, sliding the glasses over her nose, She reads carefully as her own temperature rose.

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

Steamboat Realty

Carlton sat at his desk looking though the paper looking for large tracts of land for sale. He looked through the farm sectin till he found what he was looking for 80 acres for $85 k. I bit high for farm land he thinks. Who is selling it? He looks over the the add again. Steam Boat Realty really. I'll have to give that boy a call.

Carlton looks through his phone listings. "Yes here it is." The phone rings at the other end. " Steam Boat Realty!" says the voice.

Carlton looks at the add again. "Timothy you snake in the grass that 80 acres for 85K. Whats that all about?" Carlton listens." I see Well see if the boy will go 80k. OK? Sure, you got it. Yeah 80 that will be fine." Carlton closes out his phone.

Ten minutes later the phone rings. He looks at the caller ID and taps the button. "Finch Real Estate!" he listens. "Yeah I have a buyer for the Johnson Estate the Carvers. Oh she's a looker, I told her ta wear somethin special, him? He's a dick, yeah. I'm working with her. Yeah she is hot. What? no she's to proper fer that. You think? Yeah I'll...feel her out....yeah to night. Great I'll catch you later!"

 

[Lady_S]

That night Ramona slept peacefully, for it now seemed to her that at least a bit of the mystery surrounding that dream of hers was likely to be resolved. She felt relieved that she would not have to face Mr. Finch alone, for Dr. Karen Everett had volunteered to accompany her when she revisted the mansion. Nonetheless, this morning Ramona thought of sending another mail to her, not only thanking her for this gesture but also because she had a question to ask of her, something apparently silly yet appropriate under the circumstances. Her mail, as it left her, read as follows:

Dear Dr. Everett,
I thank you for your gesture to accompany me this evening to the mansion.
You have assessed correctly that I am a bit uneasy facing Mr. Finch alone
and would probably find it impossible to convince him to unlock at least
one room.
I have another awkward question to ask. Mr. Finch has set a precondition
that I turn up at the mansion this evening wearing, as my inner wear, a
crotchless panties. Do you think I should comply? Would it influence his
decision to allow an entry to the unlocked rooms.
Thank you so much.
Ramona

She felt easy once she had sent the mail. The responsibility of her action had now been thrust on to her physician and an elder. She decided to check her mail in the late afternoon before she got ready to meet the broker.

 

[KarensTaboos]

The smile almost threatened to break her lips as she read the email from Ramona, but when she read the line of Mr Finch`s underwear requirements, The smile vanished..reading it again and again "Mr. Finch has set a precondition
that I turn up at the mansion this evening wearing, as my inner wear, a
crotchless panties." and then quickly combining that with the notes for the file in the secure files she opened a reply box and began to type.


Dear Ramona,
I would find such a request unusual, however As your need to find the truth behind a room, is so great perhaps If you are comfortable with such a request you should follow it through. However I would insist on a chaperone, If for no other reason that Your husbands peace of mind! Therefor I offer that escort duty. the car will pick you up on route to the Mansion at eight forty five sharp.

With respects
Dr K Everett.

Re reading the mail sent it in the hope that it reached Her before She made other transport arrangements. Clicking off the monitor She had some Items to shop for before the nights adventure. A Moments pause to consider where best to buy the items from. And The Good Doctor was on her way. Noting Charlotte`s desk already cleared She stepped out into the fading afternoon sun, and into the waiting stretched limousine.

"Carla.. The main shopping mall....and dont spare the gasoline"
The long white car glided away from the curb, and fished its way through the traffic, accelerating into the running stream of cars already heading out of the city. Karen thought for a moment longer then pressing the intercom

" Carla.. where does one go to, to buy crotchless panties? "

" Carla?"

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

The Green Room

In the Green room there hangs a painting of a nude woman encircled by a few men, fully attired, groping and fondling her.

The five realtors enter the room four have long brown robes. The last is in a Black robe edged in red. They circle the room chanting. The man in black steps into the center of the circle. He raises a chalice to the picture. On a table is a magmum of red wine. He pour the wine in to the chalice. He holds the chalice up to the picture again. Then takes a long drink and pours more. And again holds the chalice up to the painting.

"THIS is a GIFT to the Johnson! THIS is the GIFT to the Johnson! WE gather to HONOR the Johnson. This is THE Johnson house. This is the room GREEN with envy to the Johnson. We gather to pay homage to the JOHNSON. For this is where the Johnson finds its first HOME!"

He men in the circle stop walking around the room. One by one they appoach the man in the black robe and drink from the cup.Then they all turn toward the painting and bow. Then the man in black leads them out of the room. He waits for the last one to exit the room. He walks over to each door and closes it part way. He bows to the other men. They in turn bow to him. He turns and one last time he bows to the painting. Then closes both doors. He anounces out loud " I lock thee till the time of the rise of all Johnsons!" he inserts the key and all hear the door lock."

"OH thank god thats over with!" says Brother Timothy of Steamboat Realty as he pushes his hood back.

Brother Teddy of Finest Kind of Homes pushes his hood back and looks at the man in black. "MY god, where did you get that wine it tastes like twat piss grape drink. " The other two realtors in brown robes drop their hoods too. One looks at the man in black. "You really think those Carvers will by this place?"

Carlton pushes back his black hood and smiles. "As sure as I have a Johnson, I 'll sell it!" Carlton looks at his watch and smiles. "Ramona Carver will be begging for Johnson, and she will love the house too!" The other realtors laughed at the little joke. Carlton just gave a sly smile and walked toward the front door to wait.

 

[Lady_S]

Ramona whiled away the rest of the morning and early afternoon, her thoughts wandering frequently to the ensuing evening. For one, her level of confidence had taken an upward swing merely at the thought of Dr. Everett’s accompaniment. Besides, the door to the mysterious unknown, she was almost certain, would be unlocked in the evening. She didn’t want this chance of Dr. Everett’s company to fleet away, for she knew she was a very busy professional. She decided that it would be best to remind Mr. Finch, lest he forgot about the impending visit at around nine that evening.


Dialing Mr. Finch, Ramona waited for him to pick up the phone. When he did, she could make out other voices in the backgroud before their combined laughter echoed into her cell and then silence. A deep voice, that of Mr. Finch, answered, “ Yes Ramona? Are you coming as scheduled?”

“Yes, Mr. Finch. I was just checking again to see if it was okay with you,” Ramona said.

“Absolutely. But do realize dear, that I hate to be kept waiting. In fact, I may leave if you fail to turn up at the appointed time. And do note the dress code – I shall not entertain unless that is complied with,” he said and simply hung up without waiting for an answer.

Ramona was immediately seized with a rising fear. She would have to check if she really did have a crotchless panties in her wardrobe. She couldn’t recollect having purchased one recently and, if at all she did have one, almost certainly it would be the one Jeff had presented on their honeymoon, quite some time back. She hurriedly rushed to check and, after a while, she found the one nicely wrapped in a packet and kept in a corner of the wardrobe drawer. It was a crotchless hipster panties, fortunately black, and she gave a sigh of relief. She fiddled through the lingerie drawer and came out with a very matching black lace bra. If she were to dress with a purpose, might as well dress to impress, she thought. Proud of her shapely figure, she selected one that would cling to her to express her contours but hesitated to select one that was too short.

As Ramona rechecked her mail one last time, she was pleasantly surprised to see one from Dr. Everett. She really did take care of her, she thought. Such a personality and yet so caring – just imagine her being a chaperone for Ramona! She was filled with warmth for her and mentally noted to ensure that she would fulfill the doctor’s wishes when the time came, no matter what they were. Suddenly, she noted the time. Good lord! She only had an hour left to get ready.

Truly speaking, when Ramona was finally ready for the evening, she was looking stunning and admittedly, a very desirable woman. She waited for Dr. Everett to give a ring on her cell, which would be soon, she knew.

 

[KarensTaboos]

Newly adorned in her crotchless underwear, and feeling a draft in a place that wasnt expected, The good doctor, slipped back into the back seat of the car. Checking her watch for a moment, She noted the time and then closing the privacy screen between herself and Carla, Dialed Ramona`s number.

" Hello My dear. We are I hope going to be on time. And I think we are about, five minutes from your home, give or take a minute. A question my dear, Have you made a choice to follow Mr..Mr Finch yes thats its.. Mr Finch`s suggestion ?. Oh you have. oh how interesting.. Yes my dear I will see you soon . "

Placing the receiver on the cradle once more, a smile, a very wide and very curious smile . Washed over Karen`s face..All too soon Her revery was broken, as the car glided to a stop and doors clicked and snapped open and shut with the cool night air now rushing into to greet parts of Karen`s body, Her line of thought was gone.

" My my, your husband, Jeff is it not? ?, He is a lucky man indeed, If only I had half your good looks perhaps just perhaps I`d have found a single man worth keeping." The smile Karen gave could blister lacquered paint. As The docs eyes roams over Ramonas body as she got into the car.

Pressing the intercom with a long slender finger, the words no longer so warm.. " Carla, to the Johnsons Mansion. " and then returning her eyes to Ramona`s..

" Are you alright my dear you do seem to be extremely nervous?" As the fingers touched Her knee the eyes looked to each other and gazed expressing more than words could convey in an instant.

 

[Lady_S]

She had just slid inside the white limousine and sat beside Dr. Everett, who keenly observed, to the extent that was exposed, her lace top thigh highs and her three inch heels. She had felt slightly embarrassed at the flattering remark made by the doctor as she had entered the car but had just smiled in return.

“ Are you alright my dear you do seem to be extremely nervous?”

Ramona made no outward pretension to show that she was calm when, in reality, she was indeed having goose bumps and simply nodded her head affirming her nervousness. At that moment, Ramona felt the soft tingling sensation of Karen’s fingers touching her knees and then, ever so slowly, they were on her thighs.

“You are really pretty my dear,” uttered Dr.Everett, smiling at Ramona and her eyes expressing much more than a caring relationship between a doctor and her patient.

Ramona could not hide here coyishness as she softly replied, “Oh Dr. Everett! I am so much younger and, yet, at your age, you are still so very attractive.”

“Karen to you, Ramona. We got to be friends to know wach other, don’t we?” said Dr. Everett and then continued, “You know, it’s just one sitting or two that I have had with you and already I feel that you are someone who is much more than just a friend.”

Karen gently squeezed Ramona’s thighs, over the soft material that was her stockings, her eyes expressing a hunger and need that didn’t escape the eyes of Ramona, who lowered her eyes on to the floor of the car. Inwardly, she could feel her heart thumping erratically, so much so that she feared that the doctor would notice.

Fortunately for her, at that very instant and mch to her relief, Carla informed that they had reached the Johnson Mansion.

 

[KarensTaboos]

Carla opened the door, She stood aside to let us out... but so much had already made for an interesting trip so much had passed between us, I step out first revealing a little too much thigh covered as it is by the black silk stockings and lace tops the heels where only four inches but the black patent covered the lack of height I stand beside the car and await Ramona.


Looking around I see a few lights on in the mansion, Its impressing ornate stature is remotely akin to those in England. At the door there is no sign of life. Ramona departs the car almost trying to say something to carla for holding the door for her. I cut her off enjoying seeing Carla so .. on edge.

"Carla wait for us we should be no longer than one and one half hours. Do not leave the safety of the Car. "

Her nod polite as ever the words " yes Miss Everett" And then closing the door Carla is once more esconsed in the car. This of course receives Eye contact so much was almost said then . I will remember that girl.. and her eyes knew she had gone a little too far. almost told more than she should ever in public.. holding my right hand out I escort Ramona to the door up the stone steps that now stretch before us and our appointment

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

The White limo

Carlton is by the window as he sees the white limo pull up. He rushes to the hallway and calls to the other realtors. "Places, you guys, I've got to start the tour!" He walks quickly to the front door and calms himself. Puts on serious face with a ever so slight smile. He hears them climb the steps. Some one must be in high heels. Just as the door bell starts to ring he opens the door and looks at both ladies and smiles broadly.

"Dr. Everett this is a surprise!" He opens the door wide for both ladies. "And you brought Ramona with you how charming. You will love the Johnson house. And that new book of yours all the girls in the office are talking about it. Yes I'm sure On your back [/] will be a national best seller. And you Ramona you look stunning."

Carlton stops in the front room and turns to the ladies. He turns serious as he looks from one to the other. "You must understand the rules and conditions of the tour. First I must warn you the owners are very reluctant to sell. There are five owners. Each has put there personal stamp on the house. There are five separate sections to the house. They are all color coded. You can visit only one section pre visit. The tour will last as long as you last...I'm sorry I mean want. But only one section at a time."

Carlton turns and points to the five white doors that have a color coded crest on them.
"As you can see there are five colors. Section 1. is the Pink wing." Carlton smile at Dr. Everett. "You might enjoy the PINK section. If your book is any indication.

'The next is the Blue section, You can bring your husband for that one if you want, or not. You can have some one take his place. If you like."

Carlton swings around to the next door. "This is the Red section. I will give the tour to that one. Wait till you see the bed room it is to....well I think you will enjoy it."
He moves over toward the las two doors. "This is the Yellow section. Very bright and a great veiw of the bay."
Carlton moves to the last door."And this is the Green room. I'm afraid I must insist on this be the last section I show you."

Carlton smiles broadly. "What will it be?" He turns to the ladies. "Oh but I must also inform you that all the sales are final. Each owner will be giving you their personal key at the end of the final tour."

 

[Lady_S]

Ramona was visibly confused. For one, the color codes on the doors happened to be an addition over what existed on her last visit to the mansion. True, the paintings were still affixed as it was, depicting the same sexual undertones but, from what Mr. Finch now explained, the stress was on the color codes.

What baffled Ramona more was that while Mr. Finch had insisted on wearing crotchless panties for entry into the rooms, he didn’t mention them as yet. It was likely to have been forgotten by him, in which case it was a relief for her. She had inwardly decided that if he would have insisted on its verification, the safest course would have been to request verification by Dr. Everett and, that too, in privacy. She was certain that if a doctor vouched that she was draped in one, it would be acceptable to all. It also suddenly occurred to her that if this was a condition for entry then Dr. Everett would also be barred. What would happen then?

During this time, Karen had walked across to the pink room and was staring at the painting of the two women in their own world of passionate sensuality. Surely, thought Ramona, she seemed to be admiring the art as it was presented. If, as Mr. Finch said, Dr. Everett had written a book somewhat on that theme, it would be a good reason for her to be interested.

Ramona turned and looked at Dr. Everett as if in askance. She was much too young than her to decide, by herself, the sequence of the room in which these should be visited. Although she had her preferences, she was eager to walk into each room to satisfy her curiosity.

As Dr.Everett continued to stare and seemed to have been hypnotised by the painting on that pink door, Ramona casually glanced at Mr. Finch. It was obvious to her that he had one of the most lecherous look she had ever come across in her life. If only Karen would guide her now, thought Ramona.

 

[KarensTaboos]

watching the door, inspecting the picture. a thought entered her mind, more of a question really. Looking back at Mr Finch who was inspecting Ramonas chest it seemed yes time for the question..

" Do excuse the question Mr Finch, but.. are we to enter the rooms alone or together? I was asked you see to be Ramonas chaperone. And it would be quite improper to allow a Married woman in my charge out of my sight.."

Of course She could feel her own arousal at the sight of the door the thought of what lays behind there. Curiosity is going to get the better of Her it seems, not to mention the look on His face. And what of Ramona? is she looking at me to answer for her?.. or with her.. so many questions.. and not a lot of answers..

Returning her gaze a moment to the picture on the pink door to hide her look on her face a moment. Mr Finch had done his home work, He knew about the book.. and what was that he said ? "You might enjoy the PINK section. what did he mean by it . Then suddenly as the thought popped in a recollection "The tour will last as long as you last." the sudden recollection was followed by a shiver that went to dark places the Good doctor doesnt talk about even in polite parties..

"So Mr Finch? "

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

Mrs. Marthanne Fowler

"Do excuse the question Mr Finch, but.. are we to enter the rooms alone or together? I was asked you see to be Ramonas chaperone. And it would be quite improper to allow a Married woman in my charge out of my sight. So Mr Finch? "

Carlton mearly smiles. "The pink section of the house is owned by Mrs. Martanne Fowler. She could not be here tonight, because of a prior engagement. She is showing a house on the south side of the bay. In lue of her being here her husband will take her place. But since you are here doctor he will operate the camera while I direct. Mrs. Fowler like the rest of the owner want a iron clad asurence that the theme and beauty of the Johnson Estate remain intact even after the sale. And a vidio record of that will ensure all parties live up to there word."Carlton walks in to the parlor of the Pink section.

He looks at the painting on the wall. Then turns to Ramona and Karen. "As to the rules of the agreement you will be expected to pay homeage to the wishes of the present owner. The owner is as you can see is devoted to the act of sisterly love. She insists that she will not sell her portion of the house till she has vidio evidence that this portion of the house will remain intact and you will respect her wishes by a demontration of your commitment to this homeage. " Carlton walks over to the double doors and opens them wide.

A massive double king size bed domintes the room. To the left of the bed is a thin man in a business suit. He is moving the camera around on a wheeled tripod. he waves at Carlton. "Ready when you are , Mr. Director!"

Carlton turns and faces the ladies. "I hope you have your crotchless panties on because that will be the first shot. Oh I forgot to ask, did you ladies shave before you arrived?"

 

[Lady_S]

Ramona’s immediate reaction was one of bewilderment. Mr. Finch was really pushing her to the limit with his weird requirements. Had she not taken to this mansion to her heart and if the curiosity of unlocking the doors to peep inside had not been so strong, she would have surely walked out. Besides, what was the well-known Dr. Everett thinking of her taste and of this man, Mr. Finch.

"I hope you have your crotchless panties on because that will be the first shot. Oh I forgot to ask, did you ladies shave before you arrived?" Mr. Finch had said.

Ramona closed her eyes in shame. My god! What a question to ask the respected Dr. Everett! And while she could at least affirm that she was wearing crotchless panties as her innerwear and that it was appropriate for the wearer to be shaved, why should Dr. Everett be wearing one? Out of this feeling of personal guilt, Ramona thought of explaining this to Mr. Finch.

“ Mr. Finch, you had preconditioned that I should be wearing that particular innerwear and yes, I am wearing one. But please, I request you, leave Dr. Everett out of this. She is not an intending purchaser of this mansion” said Ramona in all innocence.

“And…….” just that single word from Mr. Finch, even as a teasing grin formed at the corner of his mouth.

Ramona felt humiliated and disgraced, as she hesitated and fumbled to eventually come up replying, “Yesss.. I am sssshaved.” her face turning red.

 

[KarensTaboos]

looking at Ramona a choice now made, She nods to Mr Finch, " But of course" And yet we have not indicated which room we would enter. nor have you indicated that i should play more than an observing role.. you did say "As to the rules of the agreement you will be expected to pay homeage to the wishes of the present owner." and though the request is unusual, Its quite understandable. but then "

I point to the bed and camera.. Are you seriously suggesting? that i take Ramona a Married woman to bed for the owners viewing ? what safe guards have we that this taped debauchery wouldnt end up on some sleezy site?.. consider for a moment that i do have a professional reputation to uphold..."

"So then Mr Finch ? "

Thought it was phrased as a question there was no doubt in Karens mind exactly what was going to have to happen here if Ramona wanted this house, And though the thought was not repulsive to Karen, the consequences may yet prove to be so. And what of the other sections of this house.. A cold shiver ran through Her body as she realized that each would probably be taped.. "Oh god what have i let myself in for..." the words ran through her mind over and over.

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

ok....no sale

Are you seriously suggesting? that i take Ramona a Married woman to bed for the owners viewing ? what safe guards have we that this taped debauchery wouldnt end up on some sleezy site?.. consider for a moment that i do have a professional reputation to uphold..."

Carlton looks at Karen in shocked disbelief. Then recovered quickly and frowns. "Fine, you are not intending to honor the agreement. Section 4.8 says condition of sale is proper homage to the wishes of the seller...you refuse. There for NO SALE!" He walks toward the camera man." Give me your cell phone I need to speak to your wife. And start packing up the stuff...."

 

[KarensTaboos]

"The strange thing here is Mr Finch, I`m not the one whose signiture is required.. nor am I the one to which the house was offered.. there for my question does not negate your policy nor contract.. However if that is your wish I am certain that the trading standards committee of the state would be More than interested in your methods of sale..


And Mr Finch lets not forget the important thing here.... I didnt refuse I merely asked you a question...."

All the time I spoke i stepped closer to this repulsive man, finally stopping in front of the man and letting my fingernail as bright red painted as it was circle the end of the bulge in his pants, as I step closer he backs up till he is against the wall...

"So then What is it to be Mr Finch... Mr Carlton Fadious Finch of 113 Belmont apartments, Single divorced,, and your wife took you to the cleaners if i am not mistaken, such a shame for anyone to treat any one that way dont you agree?"

All the time my nail circles the tip of his penis through the material... As I leaned in closer to whisper

"and it would be a shame to have all this fun go to waste wouldnt it..Mr Finch"

 

[Lady_S]

Ramona watched the animated conversation between the two with bated breath. She was happy that Dr. Everett had accompanied her, for it would have been impossible for her to talk with Mr. Finch in the tone and manner that she did. The sight of the camera had frightened Ramona to the extent that she was on the verge of retreating. Her upbringing and her social strata was such that it would be suicidal for her to be photographed in any compromising manner. And what of Dr. Everett? She had a far larger stake, having carried an immensely respected name in the locality asnd the town. It would be too big a price to pay for her too.

However, she had just heard Dr. Everett saying "and it would be a shame to have all this fun go to waste wouldnt it..Mr Finch" ? Did it mean she was also willing to go the distance, willing to abide with the terms…even if it was just to ensure that Ramona could get the mansion of her dreams? She was elated at the thought and a profound feeling of gratitude engulfed her. She awaited for them to come to a conclusion that would be mutually acceptable to all. As far as she was concerned, she wanted the mansion, like a child seeking a doll through any means. But it had to happen within the social safety and security which any respected person and family would seek.

She looked at the bed, the camera and the photographer. She knew that all these three were now almost ready to become a part of the intended sale. No, the camera and the photographer would have to go. May be the bed..well okay. Let the owner come for herself and see the terms being fulfilled instead of this being produced for viewership through video.

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

frontal assault

your wife took you to the cleaners if i am not mistaken, such a shame for anyone to treat any one that way dont you agree?"

Carlton found himself backed against the wall. Karen is rubbing his penis with the tip of her finger. After the initial shock of the doctor's frontal assault. Carlton recovers quickly. What is it that that French General said. Attack, Attack, Attack! The doctor si a smart one, that was for sure. Carlton grabs her wrist firmly and draws it up between them. He returns the stare with a smile. "This is not my party its Ramona's. And Like you said. It would be a shame to have all this fun go to waste !"

Carrlton releases her and moves away. He walks over to Allen Fowler. Allen hands him the phone. It rings a few times and Marthanne answers. " Marthanne its no sale. " He listens to her. "They refuse to do the vidio, I told them no sale." She continues to talk to Carlton. "Marthanne its your part of the estate!" she continues. "Well, if you think that is the best coarse of action, then fine with me. I'll see you soon, Bye"

Carlton hands the phone back to Allen. "Like I said pack it up!" Carlton turns and faces the ladies. " Marthanne is on her way. you might as well make your selves comfortable it will be a few minutes. " Carlton turns and walks out the door they had just entered.

 

[KarensTaboos]

Nerves would have frayed with this man, if it wasnt for the fact that Ramona had looked so down right sad when she came to me i`d never have agreed to this.. and least of all once i read the long files on this Mr Finch and his antics. But still For Ramonas sake i`d stick this out. Karen had made her mind up .. but the voice in karens head.. it spoke a different tune almost chucking in the way it spoke to Karen...

Hmm was that a truth? because in truth doc your cunt has never been so wet.. not since you read about the secret of this mansion. hell girly you even helped lock that other poor girl away, after the last time any one tied to buy this dump.. face it your here to fuck to suck to lick and moan like any other whore.. you know it I know it and in a few hours everyone in this room will know it.. so why pretend your here to help your friend?

The sound of items being packed away into cases, the sound of muttering about "well it would have been good" The look on Ramonas face as if that toy in the shop window was being bought by someone else .. Was it worth the risk?..

Swallowing hard, looking around, and focusing, yes thats it focus on anything but the situation. The good Doctor, sat softly silently next to the window where she could keep an eye on the devious Mr Finch and Ramona together ..as we wait for Marthanne.