The Mansion

[DarkWarrioress]

She swiveled around at the sound of his voice, smiling and letting her hand drop.

"I get these small knots at the base of my neck from time to time," she studied him, "any good with those hands of yours?" She was only half teasing. "I see you found my study," she waved a hand negligently about, "This is where I do all my writing and business."

She felt the color drift up in her cheeks as she remembered that wasn't all she done in here not that long ago.

"Were you looking for something in particular or just exploring?"

 

[Mav Unlimited]

"Those are a sign of stress, I think", he smiled at her comment about his hands, "When they are not bound, yes...although you should probably define...Good...", wicked grin and then his eyes started darting around the room, which was quite impressive.

"I was just looking for a good book to pass the time and relax. But that was when I didn't know you would be here", he grinned and walked around the huge table, towards her, slowly, his fingers caressing the material on the table idly while his eyes examine it. His gaze falls back upon her as he is inches away from her chair.

"I had an awesome time in the room downstairs, not to mention some much needed sleep. You are a gracious hostess, Cait. Thank you."

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She watched him curiously. Glanced at her desk, then back at him. Could he pick up on energies, she wondered. The strength of them would be gone by now but it was said that objects that were natural or made of natural elements retained something of what they saw or experienced. Her head tipped slightly to one side as she continued to watch him, letting his words sink in. Then she smiled softly.

"I do try, M and you're most welcome. I have a butler that makes an appearance when I'm not available. His name is Sir Thomas and he talks like C3PO. An elf friend of mine found him. I think for books, although I have some here, you should visit the Library. Down the hall, two rooms over. You'll find it extensive and enjoyable, I think. I adore books."

She leaned forward, resting her chin upon thumb and forefinger as her green eyes quietly studied him.

"I encourage you to visit the Cellar, M. I have a room down there that might just draw you back, time and time again if you're not careful."

A soft mysterious smile crossed her lips and an undefinable look entered her eyes.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

He could sense that she was thinking about something, something deep, but wasn't sure as it could just be the stress of the day. He felt her eyes on him, as he leaned back, standing against the desk, next to her chair. He needed a change of clothes, but wasn't sure how to ask her. He hadn't packed any bags when he had arrived here. He wasn't expecting his visit to last this long...and it had not even been 24 hours yet!

"A C3PO butler", he grins, "That sounds interesting. I would love to check HIM out!"

"Now that you mentioned, I think I might just try the Cellar first, before going to the library. Seeing you has helped me relax a bit anyway", smiling down at her, he was positive she was up to something. Probably something wicked. That sly smile and look in her eyes didn't go unnoticed by him. It had got to do with this room she was talking about. What could be in there that was so mysterious and attractive, he wondered.

"Care to join me, Cait? I am not an expert in wines and cellars. I'll probably just be lost down there" he laughed softly.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

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[Mav Unlimited]

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[DarkWarrioress]

He could sense that she was thinking about something, something deep, but wasn't sure as it could just be the stress of the day. He felt her eyes on him, as he leaned back, standing against the desk, next to her chair. He needed a change of clothes, but wasn't sure how to ask her. He hadn't packed any bags when he had arrived here. He wasn't expecting his visit to last this long...and it had not even been 24 hours yet!

"A C3PO butler", he grins, "That sounds interesting. I would love to check HIM out!"

"Now that you mentioned, I think I might just try the Cellar first, before going to the library. Seeing you has helped me relax a bit anyway", smiling down at her, he was positive she was up to something. Probably something wicked. That sly smile and look in her eyes didn't go unnoticed by him. It had got to do with this room she was talking about. What could be in there that was so mysterious and attractive, he wondered.

"Care to join me, Cait? I am not an expert in wines and cellars. I'll probably just be lost down there" he laughed softly.

"Through the kitchen and down the stairs at the back, M. I think you need to experience it yourself. I could be wrong. We'll see. Once down there.. if what I am thinking is correct, the room will draw you."

She just continued to watch him quietly, though there was a bit of a hidden sparkle in her eyes.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

"Through the kitchen and down the stairs at the back, M. I think you need to experience it yourself. I could be wrong. We'll see. Once down there.. if what I am thinking is correct, the room will draw you."

She just continued to watch him quietly, though there was a bit of a hidden sparkle in her eyes.

Smiling back her, he knew she really wanted him to explore alone. So he started walking towards the door, but not before leaning down tentatively, and placing a soft kiss on her right cheek.

"I hope I don't need a torch in there, Cait", he could see the hidden excitement in her eyes as she sat back there in her chair. He turned around one last time before leaving the study, "But from what I've experienced so far, I'm positive I'll be down there for a while", he smiled and disappeared.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Smiling back her, he knew she really wanted him to explore alone. So he started walking towards the door, but not before leaning down tentatively, and placing a soft kiss on her right cheek.

"I hope I don't need a torch in there, Cait", he could see the hidden excitement in her eyes as she sat back there in her chair. He turned around one last time before leaving the study, "But from what I've experienced so far, I'm positive I'll be down there for a while", he smiled and disappeared.

"No no torch needed." She smiled as he kissed her cheek and watched him disappear, knowing full well what was down there. There were things about this house he was going to learn, that weren't normal at all.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

"No no torch needed." She smiled as he kissed her cheek and watched him disappear, knowing full well what was down there. There were things about this house he was going to learn, that weren't normal at all.

Making his way through the kitchen, he paused for a moment, traced back his steps, drank some water, suddenly realizing how dry his throat had become, and then proceeded towards the stairs at the back, which would lead him down to the famous Cellar and the mysterious room in the back of it.

As he ascended the steps, he could feel the slight humidity, although it was getting cooler, and as soon as he entered the wine room, he felt amazed. It was huge. Long. And wide. With wine stacked on both sides of the walls as well as in other places along the path, and in corners of the room. He kept walking towards the other end, curious a a cat. Suddenly he stopped.

Thinking the room had ended here. As he was about to turn back, something clicked in his mind and he remembered what Cait had said. "There's a room down there, M, that I think you might be drawn to", or something to that effect. It was dark but he could see the door now...he pushed at it, lightly at first. Nothing happened. Then he applied some force and the door started to open, but there was no light inside. Well, almost none. He then walked into the room, slowly...

 

[DarkWarrioress]

*Once he managed to get past the door's natural reluctance, once, it registered him, it swung easily open, admitting him. It would wait until he crossed into the interior than close behind him.

The lighting came from the fireplace and the flickering wall sconces. They lent an air to the room. Flickering firelight illuminated places and made the shadows even deeper. The various toys hung on the walls for him to inspect if he so desired. Ropes, cloth, leather restraints, cuffs... you name it, they hung there. Another wall displayed knives and swords. Trunks littered along the walls and held other goodies within...

But it was the two objects settled into the room's center that drew the eyes. The Pentacle and the newly added St Andrew's Cross.

A winged backed chair sat adjacent to the the fireplace, a small table beside it. The chair was facing the Cross and the Pentacle. *

 

[Mav Unlimited]

It was dark in there. Very dark at first. The door had automatically closed behind him once he had walked in a bit further. Except for for some flickering above head height, he couldn't really see anything until...he saw light...it was coming from a fireplace.

Then he began seeing the shadows. His heart started beating faster. It was excitement, mixed with fear. Fear of the unknown. He wasn't really afraid of the dark. But seldom had he been in places such as this one. The shadows formed by the various objects fascinated him. He kept walking further inside, suddenly stumbling upon something. Below was a trunk filled with swords, knives, leather accessories, and other goodies. He could recognize most of the objects in there.

As he approached the center of the room, his gaze fell upon a large object that was shaped like a star...or was it a pentagon? It stood in the room by itself and had five holes along the border. He was closer to the fireplace now and could see the flames illuminated this wonderful object quite clearly. As he turned to his right side, he saw a huge cross right next to the penta-shaped object. A flash went off in his head. He suddenly remembered Cait's words and a smile appeared across his lips. He moved towards the winged backed chair, sat down for a moment and looked around. There were ropes, restraints, cuffs, daggers, whips, and what not. This was no normal room after all. This house itself...was not normal. He felt a shiver down his spine and thought of the possibilities...

Once he had recovered from the initial excitement, he got up and started touching the various goodies in the room...feeling them in his hands...he was like a kid in a toy store...except this store was dark .Very Dark.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Except for the sounds of wood burning in the fireplace, there wasn't any other sound except for the beat of his own heart or the rush of his blood through his veins.

What does your heart desire?

The words came softly through space and time. A feminine voice to be sure. Yet, no one was with him in this room.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

Except for the sounds of wood burning in the fireplace, there wasn't any other sound except for the beat of his own heart or the rush of his blood through his veins.

What does your heart desire?

The words came softly through space and time. A feminine voice to be sure. Yet, no one was with him in this room.

He gasped, thinking he heard something. A voice. It was feminine. Was there someone here besides him? Surely Cait wouldn't put him in any trouble. Not the bad kind anyway. He listened carefully again. Where did the soft, female voice come from?

This was a high-tech house after all. It could have been from anywhere. The person didn't have to be in the room. His pulse became quicker as he was examining the different toys.

What does your heart desire?

There it was again! Words floating in the air. He knew what his heart desired. But was he supposed to speak to the thin air surrounding him? Maybe.

He desired to be in this room. For a little longer. Maybe play with some of the exciting toys and implements in there. And then keep coming back for more. Yes. That's what his desired...and much more...

He grinned and thought of Cait sitting in her Study...

 

[DarkWarrioress]

The room simply waited. One could almost feel the expectancy filling every corner.

"What does your heart desire, M?"

The sound of her heels on the stone floor came first, though it was hard to tell exactly from where. Until......

Until she stepped from the shadows themselves. Somewhere from behind the pentacle and strolled into his view. The skirt she now wore was tight, black, leaving no curve to his imagination and came mid-thigh. Her corset was the same, black, heart-shaped so it was framework for her breasts, following the curves they barely hid. Around her neck was a delicate gold chain from which an emerald hung, resting in the valley of her breasts. The color of which, was a match for her eyes. No boots this night, but rather four inch heels, slender, making that soft tapping sound on the floor as she meandered toward him, keeping her eyes on him, waiting for an answer, if he was willing to give one.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

"M?", he thought. The voice just called me M. He now had no doubt about who was pulling the strings here. Suddenly the atmosphere became eerie, even though he had been in there for a while and he started hearing clicks...

His doubt was confirmed as the clicks became more and more audible and a figure appeared from behind the pentacle and stood before him. He swiveled around. Whatever he was holding in his hand had to be light, made of something other than metal, because it slipped and dropped from his hand, onto his foot, as soon as he saw the beautiful owner of the house, standing in front of him.

"Cait! He exclaimed. You look..." he did not have words to express what he saw before him. It was like a dream come true. But he needed a few seconds for all of it to sink in. He needed a few seconds to control himself from getting overwhelmed and not do anything stupid. Well, that was not really in his hands anymore. Because the heart wants what it wants. And at the moment, it wanted the Goddess that was present before him. Dressed to kill.

He moved slowly towards her and spoke softly, his voice trembling, "M m m...my heart desires...You...Cait...". Automatically, he dropped to the floor, on his knees...

 

[DarkWarrioress]

A delicate hand reached out, strong fingers clamping around his chin and raising his face. Those fingers brooked no argument. It wasn't a request, it was a silent command. A small smile played around her lips, as she stood there, before him, her legs slightly apart.

"Look at me, M."

 

[Mav Unlimited]

His eyes moved from the four inch heels, taking in the sexiness of her legs, up to her tight skirt that hugged her curves wonderfully and then meeting her gaze. He silently obeyed the command and looked at her, as told, her tender yet strong fingers lifting his face up. He gulped once. Hands on his thighs. And then tried to smile at her...but all he could do was to try and stop from getting nervous and over-excited.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She released his chin, her fingers caressing his jaw before she walked past him, across the room to sit in the chair, crossing one leg over the other and folding her hands in her lap as she regarded him a moment.

"You may continue your exploration, M. You looked like a child in the candy shop when I came in. While you explore to your heart's content, we will converse you and I. Not fully, not completely this night, but over nights."

 

[Mav Unlimited]

Feeling the slight pressure relieved from his jaw as she releases her grip. He turns around, on his hand and knees and watches her hips sway from side to side as she walks towards her chair and crosses her legs.

Hearing her words, he slowly stands up and nods, "Yes, Cait. As you please...", blushing slightly as she compares him to a kid in a candy store.

He continues to look at the different things in the trunk next to him, but this time aware that he's being watched. Watched by Her. Very closely. He glances at her from time to time, as she sits in her chair, calm and quiet. He pulls out a pair of silk scarves and rubs them gently against his cheek...a sword is pulled out from the trunk, quite heavy for him actually...as he examines it...

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Resting her head back against the chair, she enjoys watching him going through the various things in the trunk.

"When you first stepped in to this room, you heard a voice. That wasn't mine. I've been in here too, though not dressed like this, not in this facet of myself but in the other. It spoke to me too," her voice was soft and soothing, though there was a thread of steel in it.

"Bring me the scarves, M."

 

[DarkWarrioress]

... And as the real world steals M away... she fades and the room darkens until another day.

M, of course, come morning, will find himself in his bed upstairs and will be left to wonder....

Did it really happen the way he thought it did?

 

[Mav Unlimited]

When he opened his eyes in the morning, it was almost 8 O'clock. He was lying in pile of satin sheets, wearing someone's robe, nothing underneath. It was cold in there. Maybe the temperature was turned down a bit more than usual. His head ached slightly. He got out of the bed and made his way to the bathroom...examining the cloth he had on. He stood in front of the mirror, placing his hands on the sink counter, still not fully awake...and suddenly the events of last night came flashing...all of them...almost.

After he had gone down into the Cellar, and then into the mysterious dark room behind it, he had found a toy haven. He remembered the voice that spoke to him out of nowhere when he first stepped into that room. He also recalled Cait walking in from behind the pentacle and speaking to him, although she was not in her normal attire. Her tone and her manner was not normal either. It was soothing, but cold. It brought a smile to his face as he stared at himself in the mirror for a few seconds before splashing some water on his eyes. What puzzled him was - how did he end up in this room? The last thing he remembered was walking up to Cait, holding the various colored silk scarves that he had found in the toy chest in his hand...everything after that...was a blur.

He slowly opened the robe and let it drop to the floor, looking for anything unusual on his skin. Nothing. Except the slight throbbing in his head. He put the robe back on and decided to head to the kitchen. Maybe after putting something in his stomach, he would think clearly and remember better. He still did not have a change of clothes. And the ones he had on his body last night were nowhere to be found.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Cait rolled over in bed with a small moan and then a grin. Cramps had plagued her leg all night more than likely a by-product of not working out properly the past couple of days and then trying to stick with her routine. She was just going to have to assert her will and get back on track.

Flipping back the thin sheet she slept under these past few nights, given the change in weather and swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she shoved the hair out of her face. The grin was for M. He was going to be fun to have around. In the meantime, a hot shower was singing her name and hopefully it would make those muscles in her leg relax. She was eternally grateful that her bathroom was just a few steps away.

The soft click as the shower door opened, the sound of water splashing against the cold tiled floor as the faucets were adjusted for maximum comfort. Another soft click as the door closed followed closely by a a long drawn out soft moan of pleasure and appreciation for the heated water on her skin.

Cait's hands idly picked up the bar of soap and lathered them as her mind began to wonder what she was going to wear tonight to the pajama party at the Outlook. Her hands lathered her body from neck to breasts, over her lean torso and rounded hips, along slender, taut thighs and the juncture between. removing the hand held shower from above, she aimed it over every inch of soaped body and lingered just a moment longer between her thighs. Setting it back in its cradle, she stood under the spray a good deal longer before cleansing her face and reluctantly shutting off the water. Reaching for a towel, she dried her body, wrapping it around her and tucking in the loose ends. Cait grabbed another towel and began drying her hair as she sauntered back into the bedroom to get dressed.

What to wear today? A sun dress. Spaghetti straps, floral, a sweetheart neckline, short, flirty and feminine. A pair of sandals to round it all out. Then off to the kitchen for coffee with a return trip to her study to get some writing done.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

He made breakfast. Warm buttermilk pancakes, eggs over easy, and crispy bacon...with some OJ from the fridge. After eating to his heart's content, he decided to go to the library. While he was preparing the breakfast earlier, he started recalling more of the events from last night.

The silk scarves were covering his eyes. He could smell, but he could not see. It was the scent of a woman. He was following her. He had no idea where. All he heard was the sharp clicking of heels on the floor, just a few inches in front of him. He could feel a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead and onto the silk fabric, even though it was still quite cold, wherever they were.

A door opened. He heard another voice. It was not feminine. More like an electronic one. A computer perhaps? It asked for a code to be entered. Then he heard her voice...

Come, M. Follow me. But be careful.

It was Cait. She grabbed his hand this time and dragged him through the door...and down a long, winding staircase. This was to prevent him from stumbling down the steps. Previously, she had instructed him to just follow her, using his senses. He had hit a wall on a few occasions, and smashed his foot into a metal object once, but most of the journey from the pentacle to this new door had been injury free. It was damp and cold as they ascended the stairs...

When the stairs ended, she led him through another long corridor. Maybe it was his imagination, but he felt like there was sunlight peeking through somewhere, but only for a few seconds, as they kept walking. The scarf wasn't tied that tight around his eyes that he couldn't sense any brightness around him.

His thoughts were interrupted as soon as he entered the library, grabbing the large metal handle, and pulling open the door with a bit of strength applied.