The Old Mansion on the Hill

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Sexy Nice Guy
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OOC.
Hey all.I've decided to start a thread to do while waiting to post for some of the othere threads I'm involved with.

The story is pretty simple in that a young man is invited to stay at an old mansion by a friend of his late father's.Unknown to the young man is that the mansion holds many secrets, sex and pleasure is encouraged.I'm looking for anyone to play the following roles.

The old friend of the fathers
His wife
Their daughter/s
The maid.

Anyone intrested please post a bio and opening post and we'll see how we go.Any questions just PM me.

Bio
Name Andrew Robins
Age 25
Height 5'8
Weight 160
Eyes Blue
Hair Black
Apperance Medium Build,light complexion
Sexual Orientation Bi curious

IC
Andrew looked through the letter again as he was being driven up to the old mansion by taxi.The letter from his father's old college friend had arrived at his apartment 3 days ago inviting him up for the next 6 months while he attended the local University to get his diploma.

The taxi stopped and Andrew gazed round the old walls of this mysterious place.He exited it and waited for the driver to bring round his luggage a cold chill causing him to wrap his coat round him.
 
The Maid

Name: Candace MacIntyre
Age: 21
Hair: Red
Eyes: Blue
Sexual Orientation: Bi
Part: Maid
Apperarance: Curvaceous with a cute smile.

Candace had been working at this job since she had turned 16, and liked the job and her boss. She knew that they were having a special guests arrive that day, and she dressed in her best uniform to greet him. She was dressed in a short French Maids outfit, that hid nothing. She heard the taxi drive up, and she went to the door to greet the guest. She smiled when she saw him, and motioned for the driver to place the bags in the front foyer. "Greetings, I am Candace, the maid." She formerly introduced herself to the young man with a curtsy.
 
Name: Rose Murray
Age: 18
Hair: shoulder length, light brown
Eyes: hazel
Sexual Orientation: Bi
Part: Daughter
Appearance: Petite, fair-complexioned, Rose looks like an average teenager. She usually wears slightly tinted glasses, and when she doesn't, her eyes, pretty as they are, have a slightly disturbing quality about them.

Rose sat on her bed, reading one of her many books. Later this year, she would be off to college, and despite her father's objections and pressure, she was going to a New England private university, of some repute though whose glory days had been, admittedly, before the first World War. It had culminated in an Antarctic expedition of dubious success, more noted for the apparent insanity of its survivors than any verifiable scientific results.

She turned the page of her book, and was interrupted by the sound of a knock at the door. Ah yes, she thought .. daddy's visitor.

"I suppose I should look presentable."

She stood up, slid jeans over her bare legs, adjusted her tank-top, and slid her feet into sandals. Close enough!

She peeked out her door, quietly tip-toed to the grand staircase, and peeked down to the foyer.

Candace (bitch!) was welcoming him inside with a curtsy and that damn flirty uniform. Oh, she looked delicious, did little Candace, but Rose just couldn't bring herself to like her.

This young man, however, looked like he had ... possibilities. She stood there, watching, hoping she was not seen, to see what he would do, and how daddy would react ....

((OOC: I will let Mommy and/or Daddy come up with the last name and edit post accordingly . Edit. Rose Murray it is. :) ))
 
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Dr. George Murray

Dr. George Murray
Age 46, 5'9, grey eyes, starting to loose his black hair, but still in good shape. Father of Rose, owner of the mansion on the hill.

Dr. Murray heard the knocking on the door. Ah, Andrew arrived, the son of his long college friend Tim Robins. Of course he invited him as soon as he got notice of Andrew wanting to take his diploma on the local university. No use of living in cramped quarters and spending money unnecessary, the mansion was big enough to host even more then one guest.
Murray wondered briefly if this Andrew would be like his father. There would be interesting times if he was! This line of thought immediatly brought Dr. Murray to his daughter, Rose. Murray wasn't blind, he knew his daughter was rather fair with her hazel eyes and her shoulder length, light brown hair. Tim would have noticed her immediatly. Was the idea to invite his son really smart, Murray wondered briefly. Oh, well, he just hoped she would dress presentable and not walk have-nude through the house like she uses to do. That would give his friend's son a nice first impression.
Murray sighed. Secretly he hoped Andrew would like Rose a little bit (not too much!) and point her to the local university, away from that private university in New England that was just a faint memory of it's former glory. They would try to take his beloved daughter to the antarctic for all he knew! But maybe Andrew could help.
Murray left his room and saw Candace greet Andrew and he saw Rose peeking down to the foyer. A tank top! He briefly thought about lecturing her on dress codes, but skipped it. Time for that later. Instead he went down the stairs.
"Andrew! You arrived early! I'm Dr. Murray, you already met Candace, the maid. How was the journey?" He looked upstairs. "Rose! Mr. Robins has arrived!". Murray gently squeezed Candace's ass to compliment her on the competent handling of Andrew's arrival.
 
Rose sighed softly.

"Yes daddy," she said, and padded down the stairs.

She rolled her eyes as daddy squeezed Candace's rear. Typical Candace, she thought with illogical bitterness.

She stopped beside her father, smiling thinly.

"Hey. I'm Rose. Nice to meet you."

She glanced sideways at daddy, rolling her eyes certain of his disapproval.

So this was Andrew? Not too bad. Might be interesting to have around the place ... it was too quiet here sometimes, and other times ... ah well, no point dwelling.
 
Dr. George Murray

shadowoftheheart said:
Rose sighed softly.

"Yes daddy," she said, and padded down the stairs.

She rolled her eyes as daddy squeezed Candace's rear. Typical Candace, she thought with illogical bitterness.

She stopped beside her father, smiling thinly.

"Hey. I'm Rose. Nice to meet you."

She glanced sideways at daddy, rolling her eyes certain of his disapproval.

So this was Andrew? Not too bad. Might be interesting to have around the place ... it was too quiet here sometimes, and other times ... ah well, no point dwelling.
Rose greeted Andrew and watched him closely. Did she took too much interest in him? Murray suddenly got a bit nervous about his plan. Protectively he put his arm around her shoulder. "Rose is my youngest daughter" he said unnecessarily and pulled her closer, still smiling at Andrew. Murray carefully felt his daughters shoulder searching for a certain telltale sign.
As Andrew was momentarily distracted by the driver bringing more luggage, Murray whispered to his daughter: "You left your bra yet again? What if... We talk about this later on." he concluded angrily. Candace wearing next to nothing was okay, of course, but his little daughter in front of a total stranger? A stranger with a father like Tim?
"Your room has been prepared, Andrew." Murray addressed him, speaking louder again. "Candace will show you." He squeezed the rear of the maid again reassuringly. It felt just so firm, yet soft...
 
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Candace smiled and nodded. "Yes Mr. Murray, I will show him to his room immediately." She let out a small laugh at her bosses wandering hands. She had wondered why he had her wear this little thing as a uniform, but she didn't really care, it was comfortable, and he was cute. "Come this way sir, I will show you to your room." She turned to walk away with a sway to her hips.
 
OOC Ty for joining all.

IC
Andrew followed the driver to the door and smiled as it was opened and the Murry's maid opened it allowing him inside."Hello Candace" he softly greeted back looking round at the place he would call his home for the next 6 months in between his study at the local university.

"It was intresting Dr Murry" he said shaking the man's hand,the feel of his hand was firm yet soft in a way and Andrew remembered the tales that his father had told him about what he and Dr Mury got up to in their day.Dr Murry's daughter then joined them and Andrew rasied an eyebrow noticing that she was wearing fairly loose clothing.

The taxi driver brought in more of his luggage before leaving,"yes sir lead the wau Candace" he smiled following her towards his room.Andrew's cheeks blushed slightly as he noticed the way her hips swayed as the climbed up the stairs towards his room.Once there he helped Candace take his luggage inside,"thank Canadce" he softly spoke looking round his room and taking in his new surrondings.
 
Candace curtsied to him and smiled. "Is there anything else I can do for you Mr. Robins sir?" She smiled as she stood there looking at the young man, thinking how cute he was, and around her age also. She also knew that it was beyond her station, and that she shouldn't be doing this. That the best she could ever hope for was to be used in bed by the master of the house, not that she minded.
 
Andrew sat on the bed and smiled at Canadce,he had breifly noticed Dr Murry's petting of her ass and could see why the older man was intrested in her."Well Candace I'm a bit tired from my flight and the cab journy here so if you know of anyway to help please do" he softly told her,Andrew then waited not sure if Candace would stay or leave him be for the moment.
 
Candace smiled at him and shut and locked the door. "Why don't you lay down Mr Robins sir, and I will give you a massage." She smiled sweetly at him
 
Dr. George Murray

Dr. Murray watched Andrew and Candace walking upstairs till they reached Andrew's room. Then he turned to Rose.
"How often have I told you? Dress decently in the face of strangers. How could you not wear a bra? And such loose a top?" Murray was fuming.
"Do you want your breasts to fall out of it? Like this?" Murray pulled her top down just a little, and indeed her nipples showed both immediatly. Despite his anger, Murray noticed their beauty. His daughter had matured the past months, if not in mind, but certainly in body. Her breasts were petite, but fit her body perfectly. If she were a stranger, he would be tempted... He suddenly felt a pang of regret of always lecturing his youngest, of always loosing his tempers.
"Go to your room, sweetie, and dress more appropriate." he said quietly. "We'll have dinner in half an hour."
 
"Daddy!" She hissed angrily.

Gods, like not wearing a bra was a national crime or something.

And she sighed softly as he fondled Candace again.

Then Candace and Andrew left .. and she took in a deep breath, looking to daddy. Here it came ...

"Look dad, nothing's showing, right? I am 18, and gonna be in college soon so .. I mean, I probably won't be seeing him all that much."

She put her hands on her hips, in a defiant stance ...

And gasped in shock ..

"Daddy!"

She backed away, covering herself up immediately.

And wilted just a little.

"Yes father," she said quietly. She turned and went up the stairs .. eyes going wide again realizing what had happened .. shivering slightly.


She went into her room, closed and locked the door, and glanced at her books for a moment .. before allowing herself to sob briefly .. but only briefly. She was stronger than anyone thought, yes she was!

She glanced at and read, and reread, a passage in one of her books, then changed into a bra, *wrinkled nose* white button-up blouse, knee-length skirt, and black flats.

Then she sat down on her bedside, picking up her books again .....
 
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Andrew smiled and removed his shoes and lay on the bed.He waited for Candace to start his massage looking foward to it,"so Candace tell me about yourself" he said laying his head on a pillow.
 
Candace looked at him and smiled. She got up on the bed, kneeling on either side of his waist, and started massaging his back. "Well, I have been working here as a maid since I was 16, never really knew much else. My mum told me that I had to work for master since she couldn't anymore, and I hd no problem with it. I didn't have to wear such revealing clothing til I was 18, but that was when he started noticing me. I know my roll around here, and the pays good, so I don't really mind." She smiled at him as she ran her hands up and down his back, and down to his firm buttocks. "Oh you must work out Mr Robins sir, your so muscular." She smiled and goosed him a bit.
 
shadowoftheheart said:
"Daddy!"

She backed away, covering herself up immediately.

And wilted just a little.

"Yes father," she said quietly. She turned and went up the stairs .. eyes going wide again realizing what had happened .. shivering slightly.


She went into her room, closed and locked the door, and glanced at her books for a moment .. before allowing herself to sob briefly .. but only briefly. She was stronger than anyone thought, yes she was!

She glanced at and read, and reread, a passage in one of her books, then changed into a bra, *wrinkled nose* white button-up blouse, knee-length skirt, and black flats.

Then she sat down on her bedside, picking up her books again .....
"Daddy" Her scream of outrage cut through Dr. Murray like a knife.
"Yes, father". Only two words. She left, she went up the stairs, she shivered. Murray felt like a monster. He had not wanted this! He stood there, dumbstroke, for minutes. The he suddenly sprang into action. He nearly ran upstairs, then tried to opened her door without knocking, of course. But - it was locked? She dared to lock him out? Him, her own father!
All thoughts of excuses died immediatly. How dared she!
"Rose! Open the door! Now!" he yelled.
 
Candywine said:
Candace looked at him and smiled. She got up on the bed, kneeling on either side of his waist, and started massaging his back. "Well, I have been working here as a maid since I was 16, never really knew much else. My mum told me that I had to work for master since she couldn't anymore, and I hd no problem with it. I didn't have to wear such revealing clothing til I was 18, but that was when he started noticing me. I know my roll around here, and the pays good, so I don't really mind." She smiled at him as she ran her hands up and down his back, and down to his firm buttocks. "Oh you must work out Mr Robins sir, your so muscular." She smiled and goosed him a bit.

Andrew let out a contented sigh as Candace began to massage his back easing away the tightness.He listened intently to her story without interupting enjoying the feel of her hands against him."Yes I do workout a fair bit Candace thank you for noticing" he said turning round to face her and giving her a soft smile.
 
Tarakin said:
"Daddy" Her scream of outrage cut through Dr. Murray like a knife.
"Yes, father". Only two words. She left, she went up the stairs, she shivered. Murray felt like a monster. He had not wanted this! He stood there, dumbstroke, for minutes. The he suddenly sprang into action. He nearly ran upstairs, then tried to opened her door without knocking, of course. But - it was locked? She dared to lock him out? Him, her own father!
All thoughts of excuses died immediatly. How dared she!
"Rose! Open the door! Now!" he yelled.


Shit! She bolted up, letting the book fall to the floor, ran to the door, and unlocked it .. she tugged it open, eyes wide with fear.

"Daddy! I .. I am sorry, I didn't mean to ...."
 
shadowoftheheart said:
Shit! She bolted up, letting the book fall to the floor, ran to the door, and unlocked it .. she tugged it open, eyes wide with fear.

"Daddy! I .. I am sorry, I didn't mean to ...."
"Rose! How dared you!" Dr. Murray yelled and entered her room. With a resounding bang he closed the door behind him.
"You were a nasty, nasty girl! What should our guest think of you? Dressing like a slut? Disobeying your father? Locking him out?" Murray felt his anger building up even more with every word he said.
"You wear a skirt now, I see. What is it now? You forgot your panties, maybe? Trying to seduce Andrew at dinner? Show it to me! Lift your skirt! Now!"
 
"DADDY!" She screamed back at him, immediately in tears.

"I am not trying to seduce him, I have panties and a bra! Daddy, please, I didn't mean it! Please!"

She flinched back from him, backing away, hitting the side of her bed, and sitting down hard .. her arms raised, tears streaming from her eyes ....
 
shadowoftheheart said:
"DADDY!" She screamed back at him, immediately in tears.

"I am not trying to seduce him, I have panties and a bra! Daddy, please, I didn't mean it! Please!"

She flinched back from him, backing away, hitting the side of her bed, and sitting down hard .. her arms raised, tears streaming from her eyes ....
"You lie!" Murray screamed. Out of control, he followed his daughter to her bed. She wouldn't go anywhere with her tears! He knew exactly what she was up to! He grabbed her arm and pushed it out of the way. With the other hand, he teared at her skirt. "Show it too me!" Unable to control both of her arms, Murray raised his hand, but restrained himself at the last moment before hitting his daughter.
"Open your blouse and lift your skirt, or I swear I will..." searching for the right threat, he hesitated a moment.
"Do what your father tells you!"
 
Tarakin said:
"You lie!" Murray screamed. Out of control, he followed his daughter to her bed. She wouldn't go anywhere with her tears! He knew exactly what she was up to! He grabbed her arm and pushed it out of the way. With the other hand, he teared at her skirt. "Show it too me!" Unable to control both of her arms, Murray raised his hand, but restrained himself at the last moment before hitting his daughter.
"Open your blouse and lift your skirt, or I swear I will..." searching for the right threat, he hesitated a moment.
"Do what your father tells you!"

She shrieked, no where else for her to go even though she tried again to escape .. his grip was iron around her wrist, and closed her eyes, bracing herself for the blow that looked like it was coming...

"Daddy," she said in a very small, quiet voice, choked with tears ....

Meekly, face flushed with anger and fear, crying and shame, she lifted up her skirt, revealing a pair of white cotton panties ... and sobbing heavily unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her bra.

"See damn you," she whispered .. then her eyes immediately went wide with fresh terror ... She had seen her father angry .. but had never feared him quite as much as she did at this moment.
 
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She shrieked, no where else for her to go even though she tried again to escape .. his grip was iron around her wrist, and closed her eyes, bracing herself for the blow that looked like it was coming...

"Daddy," she said in a very small, quiet voice, choked with tears ....

Meekly, face flushed with anger and fear, crying and shame, she lifted up her skirt, revealing a pair of white cotton panties ... and sobbing heavily unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her bra.

"See damn you," she whispered .. then her eyes immediately went wide with fresh terror ... She had seen her father angry .. but had never feared him quite as much as she did at this moment.
Hah! He would catch this little liar now, she had... panties. And... a bra. He erred. Heavens, he erred. Anger left him in an instant, leaving him empty, so empty. There was his daughter, his beloved sweetie, blouse open, skirt raised, essentially in her underwear. She was so lovely...
"Oh sweetie..." Murray mumbled. "I'm sorry. I didn't... I wouldn't..." he felt a tear running down his cheek. He had scared her so, he was so unjust.
"Pretty one. I apologize. You changed. There's nothing wrong with this clothes you wear now. On the contrary, they are even a bit unimaginative. If you want to, you may put some other things on, your bra with laces maybe. I like this one very much on you. You'll be beuatiful. You are beautiful."
Suddenly Murray felt lots of weight on his shoulders and slumped on her bed, breathing heavily. "I'm really sorry".
 
Tarakin said:
Hah! He would catch this little liar now, she had... panties. And... a bra. He erred. Heavens, he erred. Anger left him in an instant, leaving him empty, so empty. There was his daughter, his beloved sweetie, blouse open, skirt raised, essentially in her underwear. She was so lovely...
"Oh sweetie..." Murray mumbled. "I'm sorry. I didn't... I wouldn't..." he felt a tear running down his cheek. He had scared her so, he was so unjust.
"Pretty one. I apologize. You changed. There's nothing wrong with this clothes you wear now. On the contrary, they are even a bit unimaginative. If you want to, you may put some other things on, your bra with laces maybe. I like this one very much on you. You'll be beuatiful. You are beautiful."
Suddenly Murray felt lots of weight on his shoulders and slumped on her bed, breathing heavily. "I'm really sorry".

She just looked at him, sobbing. Her tears were easing .. a little. He .. Daddy had .. scared her .. but ...

"I ... daddy I ..."

She had no idea what to say .. torn apart emotionally, she placed her hand gently on her father's arm .. tenatively, as though it might enrage him further .. slowly scooting closer .. unaware or uncaring that her blouse was still open, her skirt still up .. what had she done ....

"I .. please .. I am .. sorry daddy. I didn't meant to ...."
 
shadowoftheheart said:
She just looked at him, sobbing. Her tears were easing .. a little. He .. Daddy had .. scared her .. but ...

"I ... daddy I ..."

She had no idea what to say .. torn apart emotionally, she placed her hand gently on her father's arm .. tenatively, as though it might enrage him further .. slowly scooting closer .. unaware or uncaring that her blouse was still open, her skirt still up .. what had she done ....

"I .. please .. I am .. sorry daddy. I didn't meant to ...."
"It's alright, child, alright. Hush, hush" Murray gently said and pulled her in his arms.
"I made a mistake. I didn't trust you" he said. He stroked her back up and down. "You're my sweetie, and ever will be".
Unconciously his hand went lower and gently fondled her ass a bit, then wandering higher again. He kissed Rose lightly on her cheek.
"Please, no tears. I'm sorry. Take your nice bra. Here, I help you." Kissing her again lightly on her cheek, Murray opened the bra of his daughter, revealing her breasts. "Hush, hush. No more tears." He lovingly fondled her little breasts once, then twice, even twisted her nipple playfully.
"Get your bra, sweetie. No more tears. I'm really sorry."
 
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