The Live In Handy Man (closed for nightmistress)

JonathanBair

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I Just got out of trade school in a my home town community college program. I had taken a general construction class to teach me the basics of wiring and plumbing along with the different kinds of joint for framing. I am glad to have just finished my move from a farm town.

Its my first week being out east. I moved to the country side of Tenn, about 30 minutes from Nashville. I am sitting in the small diner that happens to be the towns greyhound buss stop. I am sitting down at the counter sipping a cup of coffee as I skim the help wanted adds in the county paper. I smile as I see one that catches my eye. the add reads "Live in care taker for Victorian house" I smile as I have always wanted to live in one of them really old homes. The oldest house in my area that I grew up in was 1900. I know some of the homes here go back to 1700's. I copy the number down and pay for my coffee that I was just about to finish. I stand and finish the last few sips before picking up my bags and walking to the door as I dial the number. I wait as the phone rings.
 
It was a dark rainy evening in the town of Sangre, Maine when the phone in my old Victorian house began to ring. I stretched in the chair I had been sitting in and looked at the grandfather clock. It was about 11:00 pm, I had only gotten up about an hour ago and I wasn't quite awake yet.

"Oh bother what now" I mumbled as I stood up. My long raven hair came flowing up from the chair where I had been sitting on it, tumbling down to the floor like little black rivers of water. My golden eyes glowed lightly so I could see where I was going even in the pitch dark. I wasn't very fond of light, even though I could tolerate it. My name is Lamia Dracul and I am a vampire. Not a normal vampire either, I am a day walker and I also happen to be the queen of my kind. I've been looking for something to move me, to make me feel something besides the cold. I didn't know where I would find it, but I was looking. Maybe this call had something to do with my search for somebody to help me with this house, maybe it was something more. Time would tell. I picked up the phone and spoke.

"Hello this is Lamia how may I help you" I quietly purred into the receiver.
 
I answer cheerfully saying "Hi I am Jonathan Bair, I see you have a add in the paper for a live in caretaker of the house. I was wondering if that job is still open. I hope calling at this late hour I didn't disturber you Lamia." I think to my self cool it don't sound so eager you will jump at anything, even tho getting to work on a classic home like this is a dream.

As I stand looking in a store window of a closed shops door. I can see my reflection with the street behind my self. I stands 5'10 with short hair that is just long enough to cover the fingers. I smile looking at my slim and fit build as I admire my shape of all 180 pounds of muscle. I think to my self. I am glad I have a deep voice as I sound allot older then 20 years old. I can see my white polo shirt that is lose but shows I am in shape with my strait leg denim jeans. I can also see the tan color low cut boots that goes just up over the ankle. I smile as I look nice but not to nice to over do it. When this is my normal dress for most days.
 
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"Hello Jonathan, you didn't bother me. I was just reading in the living room. The job is still open, but I must warn you that my home is like my baby and it needs a lot of work. I had to leave the home in the care of people I didn't know well for a while to deal with a death in the family about a year ago. Sadly when I got back, the house was a mess. I can hardly keep up with everything that needs to be done. Are you prepared for that kind of commitment?" I asked with a low musical voice. My natural speaking range falls in the mezzo soprano range, but I can make it go higher and lower when I wanted to. I ran a hand over my side, brushing my curves. I wasn't skinny or overweight, I was the perfect balance of sensual curves and deadly muscle. Standing at the height of 5'8" I am rather tall for a women which has intimidated lots of men and women alike over the years. I closed my eyes and wondered what this new man would look like in the flesh.

"Better not let my mind get too distracted" I thought to myself as I waited for your reply.
 
My mouth falls open hearing about the folks that came before me. I say in a shocked and disturbed voice"Oh my sounds like they didn't know what they where doing. I can build and do a sample of the work before I touch your house. If that would make you feel better. A house like that is a priceless work of art. They just don't make them like that anymore. I would have to see what I am dealing with fully, but I can say no mater how bad it is now. With time I can get it looking like it did when it was bran new. Well with a few modern touches tho." The last bit about the modern touches I say with a slight chuckle. I think to my self this is going to be a dream come true from the sounds of it will be a full restoration. I ask "Is it just the house or any outline buildings? Lake carriage houses or maybe old slave quarters?" As I ask that I start to wonder where I should bed down. I was going to wait out the shower but it started to slow only to get heavier rain.

Something about your voice is so soothing. I can feel a inner peace and something pulling me to you. I shake my head trying to clear it. I brush the odd affect you have on me as just being wore out from the day and half trip riding the buses and the eagerness to see the house. I am shocked to hear my self ask "Do you want me to come over now?" I want to kick my self hoping I dont sound like a predator or something to this woman. I am sure my question would scare her off. I stand hoping you don't blow me off now for it.
 
I chuckled lightly at your comment about the people I left my house with.

"If I had known that they didn't know what they were doing, I wouldn't have let them take care of my house. I tend to be very picky when it comes to my home." I said with a smile. There was a certain excitement in your voice that made me run my tongue over my fangs. A little tingle of excitement formed in my chest, causing my undead heart to jump for just a moment.

"What in the name of darkness was that?" I wondered in my head. I couldn't help but get a wicked grin on my face when you asked if you could come over right now.

"You can come any time you'd desire. Just not too early, I'm not a morning person. Whenever you come please call me when you get here so I can show you what needs to be done instead of just telling you about it" I said adding a sensual note to my tone.
 
I hold my breath as you start talking. I got a small smile on my face as I hear your chuckle about the folks from before me. I start to breath lightly as I don't hear a rejection about me coming over. I smile as I hear how you tend to be very picky.

I look in the shop door window looking at my reflection as I hide in the nook of the door area to keep dry. I see the look of shock on my face and my mouth falls open as I hear your not a morning person and I can come over any time basically.

I say "Ok I will need to call a cab to get there. Is there a spare truck I can use to start out with. I just got in town a bout a hour ago from up north. What is the address so I can give it to the cab driver?" I smile as I think of walking around a big house and the outer buildings with a knock out of a woman. In my mind bunch of models pop into my mind as I try and think she will look like with out asking. I smile knowing with that voice she could be the female hunch back of Notradom and I would still be feeling on cloud nine with her.

I glance down at the big gym bag by my side and ask "How soon do you want me to stay there? I hope tonight wouldn't be a problem."
 
I smiled and nibbled lightly on a ruby red lip, all kinds of thoughts that shouldn't be there coming into mind

"The address is 6699 Ocean Way in Sangre, Maine. Don't worry Johnathan, I have a truck that used to belong to my father and it is still in pretty good condition for being vintage. And as for staying here, well, that kind of is the point. I want you here just in case something happens and I need you to fix it right away. I will have a room in the house ready and waiting for you by the time you arrive. Hope to see you soon" I purred as I wondered what I would wear since I was still in my nightdress at the moment and would need to get changed before you got here.
 
I smile hearing that and say " Ok I will be there with in a hour or as soon as I can get a cab here." For some reason I felt like jumping up and yelling " yes" as I am almost overcome with extreme joy.

As soon as I get off the call. I make another one to yellow cab. Knowing they are all over North America and that number is good anywhere. I give them the address. I am told there will be a cab about 20 minutes. I ask "What my eta is for getting to the address?" They say "Its about 40 minutes drive at night with out getting lost." I tell them "Ok send a cab and if they get here in 10 minutes I will tip before we depart. As I am waiting outside in the rain."

12 minutes later a cap pulls up. I run to it throwing my bags in the back seat and quickly get in. I slip the driver a $5 as he was so close then I tell him the address. The driver pulls off into what looks like a country road but there was a mail box there so I presume this is a drive way and I call you again.
 
I had enough time to shower, change, and get the room ready for your arrival. I slipped into something I knew would catch the eye of any man or woman for that matter, put my long elegant raven hair up, and stood by the window in my parlor waiting for the phone to ring. I was deep in thought and almost jumped when my phone did ring, putting my hand to where my heart no longer beat.

"Hello this is Lamia, how may I help you?" I asked when I answered, wondering why it felt like my heart was racing when it no longer moved at all. I smoothed this dress and waited to hear who was on the other end

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I says " Its me Jon, seams the cab just pulled off into your long drive way." I smile as the cab drives what seams like a mile, but I know its half a mile at most. I say " You should be seeing head lights soon, that is the cab I am in." I say with a chuckle "I will be knocking shortly."

I watch as what a old plantation house looks like comes into view. I am disappointed as there is no lighting so I cant see all of the house very good. I wait to meet my boss. The cab stops at the front door in the middle of the house. I pay the cab driver while sitting in the cab. Gather all my bags so as I move out they come with me. I use my hip to push the door close then I run to the door. I run so my bags dont get soaked.

When at the door I see a button and I press it and I hear your doorbell sound off. It sounds like it echo's in the house.
 
"Ah hello Johnathan. Yes I see the cab lights now. I will let you in when you get to my door" I say before I hang up. I watch you from the shadow of the window dash up to the door to get out of the typical Maine rain. I giggled watching you do your best not to get wet. Then you rang the doorbell.

"Guess it's time to meet my new handy man and house guest" I said as I went to the door. I opened it and stepped into the light so you could see me.

"Hello Johnathan it's nice to meet you. I'm Lamia Dracul, welcome to Sangre Maine and welcome to my home" I said as my golden eyes glowed as they took you in.

"Hmm not bad" my brain mused as I felt my hunger rise.
 
I hear the cab drive off as the door bell rings. I smiles and say " Hellllllllll" I feel my mind lock up and come to a stop. It even stops registering the rain. My mouth falls open as I look at you. The look of shock but with a smile is all over my face.

It takes a minute before I shake my head and say "Hello, I am Jonathan, but umm feel free to call me Jon if you wish." My eyes openly roam over your body as I take in the most sexy woman I ever met. Far more hotter then any model I could have dreamed of..I stand somewhat bent over to cover my bags. After a moment I feel my brain working fully. I say " Please forgive me, normally I dont do the elavator eyes like that but wow. Ummm its pleases to meet you I say shifting my bags into one hand and extending my now free hand out to you.
 
"Alright then Jon, please come in" I said pulling the door open wider. When you do not move I raise an eyebrow and then see the look on your face as your eyes rove over my body. A small jolt of desire runs through me, hardening my nipples instantly. You look as if you're ready to get down on your knees and beg me to take you right then and there, a thought I can hardly resist.

"It's quite alright. I'm used to being looked at like that. It stopped bothering me years ago" I said as I took your hand and shook it. I used a little of my vampire strength to pull you in the door and shut it behind you before too much rain gets inside.

"Since it is currently waiting will will have to wait until tomorrow after 10:00 am for a tour of the property. 10:00 am is the earliest you will see me up, as I said on the phone I am not a morning person" I said as I led him to the stairs.

"Are you ready to see your room?" I asked as I set a delicate bare foot on the stairs to the second floor.
 
I came out of my state of shock as he found my self moving in. I am inside and the door is closed before it dawns on me to take a step. I smile as I feel odd as I don't remember moving, or being moved for that fact.

I say "Uhh 10 am rise and shine. Got it." I listen as you talk more. As you talk my mind seams to be floating away as I go into a trance like state. The same kinda state as when you where talking to me on the phone before I called for the cab. I shake my head out to clear my head and ask " Uh can you show me my room and then your room." I pauses for a sec before it dawns on me how I said it. I add quickly " uh to see your room so I know where to not make a ruckus and what not to umm peak into. If I wonder at night." I can feel my cock spring to life as it swells up quickly as I think about you sleeping. I am glad I am holding the bags at my hips to hide the hard on I got.
 
I smile as I feel you following behind me. I sense a change in you and it takes me a few seconds to identify it. Pure sexual want and need, a desire so strong is coming off you that I am having a hard time not pushing you down and just having my way with you right then and there. I must wait, you have to come to me, not the other way around. I am the Queen, I am a dominatrix, I will submit to no man.

"My bedroom is right down the hall from yours" I said as I pushed open a big mahogany door. Inside is the guest suite, filled up with towels, shower items, and other things you might need. A queen sized bed sits in the middle of the room, made up in dark reds and browns.

"Would you still like to see where my room is?" I asked as a rush of desire ran over my skin, making me wet in between my legs.
 
I look from you to the queen sized bed, I feel the drive to pin you to the floor and have my way with you. Then I hear the words that makes my hard cock jump. I hear you ask if I want you to take me to your room.

My primal minds blurts out "yes". What it wants is for us to be going at it like rabbits. My primitive mind that runs my in stinks, wants to be ramming my hard shaft into you till we pass out. Soon as I said yes I quickly take hold of my self as I remember why I am in the house. To live with you and work for you. My mind then runs off in a daydream of going to work on you not for you.
 
"Follow me please" I say as I step out of your room. I smile because my room is more than just a room. There is a little secret passage in it that leads to my lair, a room used for pleasure , pain, and the submission of men to please me, their dark goddess. I walked down the hallway, a light swish in my hips, luring you in to my little web. I stop at the silver door and smile at you.

"This is my room" I say before I push open the silver door to the massive room beyond. The room is covered in blacks, dark blues and purples, with silver touches everywhere. The king sized canopy bed is in the center, black and silver sheets under a black and silver down comforter. What you can't see are the chains and handcuffs on the sides of the bedpost, thankfully hidden by the curtains on the side of the bed. I ache to take you now, push you down on my bed and sink my fangs into your neck. But I must wait until you are ready to come to me and ask me to be with you. It's an old vampire rule that no vampire can break without major consequences.
 
I smile as I fallow you. I feel like I am put under a spell. Soon I see a bed behind you and I know its yours. I smile as I ask " May I?" as one eye is on you and the other is on the bed behind out a ways into the room.
 
"May you what?" I ask as I raise an eyebrow and put a hand on my hip. I couldn't guess what you were thinking in that moment, your eyes were clouded with a lust and desire that made me so wet I just wanted to take you all night long. The urge to take you, to fuck you, was a desire so sweet that I wanted to sink into it and indulge the darkest of my desires.
 
*I try to control my self.* I ask " May I..Come...In..." I can feel my heart racing and breathing pick up. I try to calm my self but I know I am failing. You don't seam to mind with me failing so horridly. I only can smile and dream your having the same fight. You don't show any sign of it tho, So I think till I catch a glimpse of your hard nipples pointing out at me.

I have no idea I just asked a vampire if I may walk into her bedroom. My morals act as a gate. I want to rush in pushing you on the floor and make out with you. I hold back that just barley as I try to act like a pro an not some love stricken teeny bopper for the first time,
 
I sigh as you take the first step towards the web that is woven around you.

"Yes you may come in" I say with a little grin. I turn my vampire senses up as I look at you and I notice just what I am doing to you. Your cock is a bulge against your pants and I want to tear the pants off, pull any underwear out of the way, and take you into my mouth before push you down, slide myself on top of you and take you inside my aching wetness.

"Down girl" I think to myself as you step into my room.
 
When you say I may enter. I smile as I walk to your bed sitting on the side looking around the room. I try to think what you do as you go to sleep. I am glad as I am sitting becouse I dont feel the temptaion to rush you as hard. I still fill it tho.
 
"So what do you think? Be honest with me" I said using a sexual lure in my voice. If you hear it the way you are supposed to, you will tell me of your desire to be mine. You will tell me how you want me to take you to my bed and how you want me to be with you sexually. I don't know what we should call our first sexual experience together. It seems like fucking right now, but oh it could be so much more.
 
My head shoots over to you. My eyes widen as you see me take 2 big gulps of air. I smile and say soft bed almost like air. Very nice room. I am on my finger tips of holding on to my self control and I ask " How meany sockets are in here" As I try to look at the walls to keep calm. I don't notice the cuffs and chains so close to the bed.

I have no idea what makes me want you so bad. I wanted to jump threw the phone and take you the first time we talked. I just realize that. I get up and walk looking in the doors. First door is the one I wanted. Your master bathroom. I stand looking into the bathroom as I close my eyes trying to think of anything other then you walking around naked and running your hands all over your self in here.
 
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