The Painted Lady (RP)

[Kuuroinochou]

The Painted Lady​

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A gentleman's club, named for the butterfly: The Painted Lady. All the high class and rich men single, married, divorced or widowed come here for unspeakable pleasures. Either renting out a female escort for elaborate events or staying in house to sample one of many Painted Fantasies, this was a club where men could dive deep into their fantasies; each room decorated thusly for a man's deepest adn most darkest desires.

But don't let that stop you, many a women, single, married, divorce or widowed have come to the Painted Lady's doors in search of pleasures or perhaps comfort. Some have shown promise and acquired work within these walls. No one will be turned away, for a price...

And despite all this, the name of the club was anything but man. A lone spirit sat idly in a window atop the Painted Lady, her elustrious brown hair casscading down her back framing her oval face as her deep indigo eyes shown in the evening sky. Soon the redlight district would be aflame with the dazzle of late night forrays and secret trysts.

The young girl, Irya Fairchild, had been apart of the Painted Lady's staff for some time now. Most girls that were apart of the club's employ were either their by will, by force or raised there from birth. Irya had been brought against her will, trained at an early age to be one of the top Painted Ladies they had. While she was no longer innocent, her virginity taken by the founder and President Demitri Curtis, she did not enjoy the life she was leading now. By any means she wanted out of this club, out of this life and away from Demitri. Over the years his leering ways have become more bold and more open as he continued his advances to dominate the Painted Lady's most treasured jewel. If it wasn't for his younger brother Alexander who had a soft spot towards women; she might have been desecrated by the man long ago. No, Alex was the Vice President of the Painted Lady, and as such he watched over the well being of the women under their employ. Most all the girls adored him for his kindness and respect but he wasn't the kind to sleep around often. In fact he had his special girls to cater to his needs, generally sucking him off and returning to their quarters but it was safe to say; that he got his regular dose of sex when he needed.

With Irya, Alex had found a need to protect her from his brother, noting how Demitri had taken on an almost possessive need to make her his Painted Lady. Demitri was nothing like his brother, ruthless, cruel and uncaring of the ladies under their employ, he slept with most of them at some point. Feeling it his duty to break in the girls before anyone else touched them, even his brother got sloppy seconds. It was highly rare that he'd allow a client to break the chastity belt to his lovely ladies and that came at a very high price. Very high indeed...

Irya had many regular clients that asked for her services almost daily, while Demitri had no problem getting his money's worth out of her, Alex was not so giving. Despite the amount of money asked for Irya, Alex managed to keep her services in high demand and her body as new as the day she was brought in scared and alone.

"What are you doing up here little one?" Alex's soft voice beckoned from the doorway as he slipped into the dark room taking a seat next to Irya. "Its almost time to entertain our guests." While he didn't mind staying up here all night, he did have a business to run however degrading it could get. He sighed inwardly, sometimes he just hated this profession...but then again he was still a man. And watching all the lovely Painted Ladies strut about half to fully naked always turned him on. Placing a soft hand upon the tanned skinned beauty he awaited her answer.

Irya however, was busy watching the streets below. Taking some time to herself to reflect and prepare for another day at work. She lived here as well as worked here. The Curtis brothers clothed, bathed and fed her along with the other girls. It was the only home she knew for as long as she could remember. At the tender age of 20 she didn't enjoy being apart of such a lifestyle and having being snatched from her former home didn't seem to sit well with her. But that was five years ago, and today was a new day. "I'm just taking it all in before its time to perform." she said softly. This was all an act for her, there was no love involved just a bunch of horny men getting off at the sight, sound and feel of a beautiful woman.

Alex smiled regretfully. "I see. Do you wish me to leave?"

"No you may stay. I won't be much longer..." she spoke again. Her voice was like velvet soft and smooth...exotic.

Alex shifted slightly next to her, drawing her closer within his embrace. "I've told you before, we could run away together." He said softly, many times he'd been joking about this, but tonight it was different. The sorrow in her eyes, once alive with the hope of being rescued were too dull for his liking. He didn't like to see her in such pain...he wanted to end her suffering and if she would only take his offer he'd pack up right now and flee.

"You play with my heart, sir." she said with a sardonic laugh. "I am nothing how I used to be."

God he hated hearing that. She was far more than what she used to be. Grown, filling out right nicely. She had so much to live for and this place was suffocating her, killing her. He'd find a way to save her, and keep his brother's filthy paws away from her. "Very well...its time to go. Our guests await." he spoke this painfully rehearsed, damn if she only knew.

 

[Kuuroinochou]

Introducing Demitri & Kittie

Making their way downstairs, Alex escorted Irya on his arm a smile as wide as the skies on his face. He was always happy to be by her side, to keep her safe and it showed. Irya held a smile of her own, practiced or genuine was anyone's guess. As the exoctic red lighting of the club came into focus, below them at the bottom of the double wide (red carpet) stairs was Demitri. With a wicked sneer he looked up to find his brother escorting Irya again, for the umptenth time. Where the hell did that girl hide before presentation? He wondered as he sipped his champagne trying to hide his disgust of his brother's fortunate luck. Demitri felt he would do well to monitor the little bitch and snag her one of these days before presentation, it was high time he escorted the Painted Lady.

As the festivities got underway, Demitri grew more and more frustrated with his brother and the little tramp. She hadn't left his side or vise versa, the two of them meeting and greeting their guests, a few men had called upon her but when her price was tossed their way, no one took the line. Irya had to admit she liked being high priced, it kept the smaller fish from biting and gave her a cause for hope.

However somewhere down the line, she had gotten side tracked and Alex was called away to attend to a rowdy guest. "I'm sorry darling I have to go. I'll return as soon as I can." with a quick kiss to her cheek he was gone up the stairs and out of sight. The sound of commotion could be heard somewhere throughout the hotel but it was gone as soon as it started. Irya stiffened as she looked around noting the leering stares from the guests. A few men began to come up to her, the lot of them crowding her for her attentions as she backed away a bit alarmed. "I..." she tried to speak but she was cut off rather quickly by the bombardment of questions, inquiries and complements. As she tried to find purchase in the crowd she found strong arms slip about her waist and almost on instinct she leaned into them thinking it Alex, when the rough cackle of Donavan sailed to her ears she bristled visibly.

"My sweet, why do you run from your money. Please do mingle...find out which one can offer more for your services." He practically order the stink of liquor and cigar potent on his breath. She grimaced trying to pry her body from him but he held fast bringing her within his grasp as he slipped away from the crowding men to find a more secluded area of the forray. "Don't think you can keep that jewel from me for long little miss. I'll have you in my bed soon enough. Until then make some money for your papa give me a show." He pressed her body close to his licking along her cheek until he found her lips and branded her with a hard searing kiss, he even bit her lip hard but it didn't draw blood. Reaching a hand out he rubbed his thumb along her bottom lip smearing her lipstick slightly but not so much as to foul her appearance. "You'll be wiggling beneath me, and screaming for me to finish you before long little one. Don't think the price on your head will save you for long. My brother can't be everywhere..." He practically threatened then turned her around and slapped her on the ass to push her into the crowd. "Now make my money...bitch." he said lighting a new cigar and puffing it with purpose.

Irya skittered into the crowd of Painted Ladies and men as she finally managed to catch her balance. With a silent glare she moved forward disappearing into the crowd to hide herself away. "That pompose blow hard." she seethed turning to find the last person she thought to see. "Kittie!" she squealed delightedly at the younger girl who wiggled cutely in her cat costume.

"Meow, Meow!" Kittie called back smiling excitedly as well. "Hi, Irya what are you doing down here. I thought for sure some high priced jiggelo would have snatched you up by now."

"Yeah well, Alex has raised my price recently so none of the regular fish are biting." She said speaking in their usual Painted Lady terms. Fish being men in general, salmon being quality men, shark being classy men, and Mobi (mobi dick) being political and royal figures, or men with big packages.

"Well at your price I'm surprised you haven't caught a Mobi yet!" Kittie beamed hugging her friend.

"I try..." Irya said not really caring one way or another. "So what's going on? Why aren't you entertaining in the Jungle Room?"

"Ack! My regular skipped town on me... and well seems there's some stiffs that aren't into the jungle love. I got ropes, whips and chains all waiting. Alex even ordered a cage and some traquilizer darts this time."

"Darts?"

"Yeah I drug them up with some serious love sedative and the rest is history...girl you should try it."

"Uh no thanks. I'm fine being the Maid."

"So did they fix the Kitchen yet?"

"No... the last guy I had was a bit on the wild side. I think you should have had him, he had some strange fetishes things that didn't do too well for me in the Kitchen. I tried but eventually he got frustrated and left. Blew up the damn stove while he was at it. Bastard..." Irya chuckled giving her friend a sideways look.

"Well you know you're the classy brod anyway. Its either the Maid (kitchen), the Princess (ballroom), the Lolita (attic), or the Siren (beach)."

"Yeah well... I think Demitri wants to add another fantasy to my list." She chanced a look around for the President but he was no where in sight.

"What's that? Another fantasy..but you have four already. He just added the kitchen!"

"Yeah well he wants me to do his fantasy...the one that doesn't even go down in his dreams." Irya laughed softly. Kittie joined her covering her cute pink lips as she eyed the room over.

"Mmm..Look at that. I guess my regular couldn't resist, he just walked in. I'll catch you later Irya, if you ever want to join me in my escapades you know where I'll be. Meow!" With that she headed toward the gentleman of question.

Irya was left to her own devices as she looked around. Demitri had disappeared and Alex was busy with whatever the commotion was earlier. That left her to mingle among the crowd currently present. She sighed to herself as she made her way through the crowd. She was dressed in frills and lace a white baby doll dress with violet busiter over the top; the dress was made to show her supple breasts and amble clevage. With thigh highs and 5in baby doll shoes, her legs went on for days. Her hair was curled in a Sherly Temple style and tied into two ponytails as she held a parasol in her hand as a cane. The dress although cute was uber short leaving her soft caramel butt-cheeks visible for all to see and if she bent over, there would be an interesting view of lacy thong panties. She had a diamond encrusted choker that doubled as collar with a small hook to clasp the leash given to those that made purchase of the ladies. Tonights fantasy was Lolita...daddy's little girl.


ooc: the following two posts were to introduce Demitri, Kittie and Alexander. I will no longer take control of them...this was to give those playing said characters an insight to their personalities. You DO NOT have to follow it exactly take control and mold them how you wish. Thanks...and enjoy playing.

 

[Mephistophelily]

Kittie worked her way across the room, a grin on her face as she purposely smacked a few men in the cheek with her tail as she passed, turning to each with a surprised look and placing her figners to her lips. "Ohh! Dear- I'm sooo sorry..." She winked, then continued merrily on her way, the tail poking from a slit just above the thong of her black leather costume. Every move she made caused it to wriggle about even more... About her neck was a small black collar with rivets and a D ring on it, waiting for her customer to claim her.
As she approached her favorite customer, she dropped down onto the floor, a grin on her face as she perched her bottom into the air, wriggling her ass about so that the tail moved wildly, readying to pounce him. Her plan backfired, however, as a man passed and took advantage of the open target, spanking her pale flesh hard. She squeeked out, sitting up once again and rubbing the red mark. "Owie! Oooh- he ruined it!," She pouted, then frowned up to her man. "I wanted to keep it nice an' white for you to redden..."

 

[Kuuroinochou]

Irya managed to wander the crowd long enough to spot Kittie starting trouble again. The girl was quite a handful for all the ladies and the two brothers. She liked Kittie a lot, having her to the addition of Painted Ladies was a definate. They usually all went to her room to have sleep overs and parties when a special occassion presented itself...and sometimes it was just for fun.

The many times they would play with each other knowing that one or both of the brothers were watching them on their security channel in their penthouses. That was always a turn on. Irya normally, only put on a show for Alex but ever so often despite Demitri's attitude at times, she'd put on a show for him as well.

Looking around she didn't see Demitri or Alex anywhere, and tonight was one of the lesser nights, not many clients came out on a Monday night. "Psst! Kittie!" she called to the girl, not wanting to pry her from her client but she knew they'd have time to perhaps explore the mansion get into a little trouble. "Hey Kittie...c'mere!"

 

[Mephistophelily]

"hmmm?" Kittie turned, seeing Irya beckoning to her, then gave a quick glance to her customer. He seemed a bit more intrigued with getting a drink at the moment, reaching down to give her a pat on the head, promising her a session of his own spankings on her later once he finished his drinks. She grinned, nodding to him, then worked her way back to Irya.
"He's not very playful tonight," She frowned, toying with the little bell she had placed on her collar. "Demetri's not going to be happy with me. All he wants is to drink... Even when I asked him for some spankings, I get a pat on the head." She sighed. "I'll be lucky to get anything off him tonight." She glanced to her friend, rolling her head about on her shoulder to peer at her. "Sooo anyway... whatcha want?"

 

[Kuuroinochou]

"Don't worry bout Demitri, he's a tyrant but he knows business is slow early in the week. Sides I was thinking we could try sneaking up to the penthouse. I've been dying to see what's up there...neither Alex or Demitri let any of us girls up." Irya said, tonight was a night of mischief for her, she didn't feel like staying down here to mingle with these stiffs. Mondays were such a bore.

"Tell ya what, if we don't make it, I'll withdrawl 5000 from my account and give it to you. Its easy money, and you dont even have to work for it." Irya offered, often times the girls made bets among things. Alex had found it rather funny but he didn't mind, so long as the money was being recycled within these walls. "Well..."

 

[Mephistophelily]

Kittie's eyes widened, surprised at both Irya's plans... and the bet! "Ooooh! I'm so taking that!," She agreed, nodding furiously. Either way, she was intruiged. She had wondered about the penthouse as well, but knew that the brothers would most likely catch them before they got close enough to actually see anything worthwhile. A doorhandle at most, she guessed.
She stood up on her toes, glancing around the room to chech for either of them, then started to sneak up the staircase, trying to keep her giggling to a low. Alex had no qualms with her playing around with things- in fact, she had an absolute ball messing with his room and drinks sometimes... but Demitri- well... she learned the hard way not to mess around with his stuff too much with a training session in the basement's dungeon room.
She paused as that memory hit her, glancing to Irya. "Uh- m-maybe this isn't such a good idea...," she started, then remembered the bet. Ohhh, dammit. She couldn't pass that up! "Nevermind! I agreed, so we're gonna do it!"

 

[Kuuroinochou]

Irya arched a brow as Kittie suddenly backed down but only for a brief moment. When she got excited again, Irya sighed in relief. Truth be told 5 grand would hardly be missed but she didn't want to be the only one caught doing this. Two girls would lessen the sting as apposed to one girl.

As they walked back up the stairs they nodded to other ladies that were escorting their catch of the day to their respective rooms. Irya led Kittie to the end of the hall where the elevator was located. It lead only to the third floor and would not take them to the penthouse. In order to get up there they'd have to use the private elevator, which was only accessable through two keys either one of the brothers had on their person at all times.

As they stood in front of the elevator now, Irya turned worried eyes to Kittie but she smirked suddenly pulling out two keys. "I swipped them from the boys when they weren't looking. So enthralled about their business..." she giggled and handed one key to Kittie and kept one for herself. "Okay we have to turn the keys at the same time. Ready...on 3. One, two, three..."

 

[Mephistophelily]

Kittie was so excited about the whole thing that she was actually bouncing in place as Irya handed her a key. "You got the keys?!? Ohhh wow, you're worse than me!," She laughed, then quickly shushed herself, clamping her empty hand over her mouth.
She slid the key in, waiting for the count and twisting on 3. Two clicks sounded, followed by a ding from the elevator. Kittie squeeked again, glancing to Irya as the doors opened moments later. "So far, so good!," She said, clapping her hands softly as she stepped inside the doors.

 

[Kuuroinochou]

They both were elated, this had been a completely off the wall idea she had thought up the moment she Alex had escorted her downstairs. She had brushed lightly against his elevator key and without even thinking, snatched it to her side. He hadn't even noticed, at least she hoped so.

Demitri was a little different. He always moved about, constantly alert. The idea to take his key had slipped her mind many times as she didn't think she would get it. But he had put on a bigger show today then any day before. That had given her reason enough to snatch his key away, when he was too busy showing off.

Now as they entered the elevator, Irya pushed the button for the penthouse and waited for the doors to close as the shaft went up. "Oh my god I can't believe we're doing this. I wonder what its like up there..." she commented.

Upon the ding of the bell, the doors opened and the cooridor leading two the roof was in plan sight. "We just go down this hall and on the other side is the penthouse..." she took Kittie by the hand nervous as hell but it was worth getting this far if they were going to get into trouble.

 

[Mephistophelily]

Kittie clutched her hand, swallowing hard before giving a nervous giggle. Sure, she had caused trouble like crazy downstairs, and was- well, a hellcat in her own room... but to be in a restricted area?
She followed behind Irya, glancing out of the small windows lining the passageway and seeing the cars outside, the drivers now patrons for Demitri's show. "This is awesome..," She hissed, grinning hugely as they snuck down the hallway. "What do you think they have in there? I mean, like some private room? You think they'd let us in there... With everything we've brought into this place..." She frowned. "What would they be keeping secret from us?"

 

[Kuuroinochou]

Irya giggled nervously looking out the windows ever so often but mostly looking forward. She was quite positive they had this place covered in cameras or lazers and floor sensory... why hadn't they shown up? "I don't know what they are hiding but we got this far might as well go the whole nine." she spoke softly.

Suddenly her cloths were feeling quite small. "Lets just hurry and see whats on the other side of that door...assuming they dont' have an alarm on it." she said a bit nervously. As they neared the door, Irya hesitated for a moment before opening the door.

As it opened no alarms went off and no guards or secret service popped up out of nowhere to arrest them. Sighing in relief, Irya allowed her eyes to scan the room. As she looked about the room she noticed it was a lot bigger than expected. She had seen the penthouse from outside but never this close. Everywhere there were windows, the whole room was decorated in two different styles which oldly fit well together. It was easy to tell Demitri's taste from Alexander. Demitri was more flashy and industrial while Alexander had an old world victorian love.

Looking to Kittie she let the girl's hand go and rushed forward with a squeal as she ran head long into their plush couch squealing like a little girl. She came to her senses long enough to start jumping on the cushion. "Come one feel it, its so soft and bouncy."

 

[Mephistophelily]

Kittie's jaw dropped as she saw the room. So this is where the guys hid away most of the time! She walked about the room, peeking at everything she could- and making a few scared faces at some of the items she figured to be from Demitri's collection.
She glanced over as Irya called out to her, laughing as she saw her jumping on the couch and running over, jumping over the side and joining her. "You're right! Very fun!," She said with a giggle, then hopped onto the floor, scooting over to a small cabinet next to one of Dimitri's statues. She gave it a curious glance, then slowly opened it. It was a bunch of different boxes...
She pulled one out, giving a squeel of laughter and immediately closing it. "I know what our new toys are!," She teased, shoving it back into the cabinet.

 

[Kuuroinochou]

At that annoucement, Irya jumped to the floor and came over to Kittie. "What are they?" she asked curiously, poking at some old world junk. "Ooh.. lets go in their rooms." she said with a smile turning both ways to note two rooms and either end of the penthouse. "But who goes first?" she wondered.

For some reason she had a inner fear of Demitri he just knew how to insteal that within everyone. So she pushed Kittie toward Alex's room. "At the very least if we are caught in his room he'd be the one to punish us...I hope." she said and headed for his room.

 

[Mephistophelily]

"Well, for one..." Kittie dug a thick bright blue vibrator from the box, smirking. "I bet I can guess which brother this came from!" She dropped it back into the box as Irya suggested they check out the guys' rooms, nodding at the suggestion of Alex first. "Mmhmm. He'd be a bit.. gentler than his brother..."
She followed her to the other door, surprised to see the big victorian style bed in the center of the room, candles on every possible stand, and a large standing mirror, as well as various bookcases and stands. She went over to the mirror, checking herself out in it, then nodded. "Bet Demitri's got a mirror like this too... with the suits those two wear? The're like... spotless. I end up with a tear or something somewhere, or something still peeking out..." She paused as she turned a bit, frowning and pointing to a tear in her stocking on the side of her thigh. "Like that there!," she pouted, running her finger against it and scowling.

 

[Kuuroinochou]

"Its alright, if you learned how to play in her stockings better you wouldn't get a run. You know Alex is gonna get on you about that." Irya said and looked over her stockings just in case. Good no tear. She went to the four poster bed and sat on the soft comforter. "Wow this room is like a romantic retreat." Irya giggled as she lay back in the bed, looking pretty. "I wouldn't mind getting scolded in here." she sniggered rolling on her stomach and watching Kittie go about the room.

"You think he reads any of these books?" she asked, slipping from the bed and pulling one of the books off the shelf. She read its content but couldn't make it out, old Victorian books. "Geez...these guys are the most eligable bachelors in town and have all this. You'd think they'd be ready to settle down by now."

 

[Mephistophelily]

"But I like playing on the floor.. Im gonna get a few snags and tugs doing that.." She shoved her finger into the cut, wiggling it around as she thought about it. Alex punishing her would be far easier...
She grinned as Irya mentioned getting scoldings in this room. "Oooh, that would be nicer, wouldn't it?" She still remembered a good one she had gotten a few months ago- Alex had made her bend over the back of the couch and spanked her in front of some of the guests. Granted, she liked it... but when Demitri tossed his own 2 cents in for a punishment of his own-
"Settle down?" She gave her a frightened look, shaking her head. "No, they can't do that! Who would take care of the house? Of- of us? We'd lose our home if the brothers left us!"

 

[Kuuroinochou]

Irya thought about that but laughed. "Yes maybe Alex would leave us...but not Demitri. He's married to his work." Irya said. "And besides who would be willing to devote themselves to Demitri he's a bonified playboy. He would never be able to get over leaving his girls like that. I think Alex has more of a family guy attitude then Demitri...sometimes its hard to believe they are brothers." Irya went back to the bed flopping upon it once more before she went to look at his dresser.

Opening a few drawers she saw some of his clothing nothing too suprising there. She poked around a bit, noting abox. Opening it she smiled seeing all the pictures of Alex and Demitri when they were young. "Oh my god, look... pictures." she took he box out of the draw and went to the bed to spread the pictures out on the bed. Looking them each over. Oddly, Demitri looked more relaxed and laid back while Alex seemed to be the demon child. "That is so funny..Alex was a bad ass when he was little... look. He's punching Demitri in the face."

 

[Mephistophelily]

Kittie was still a bit worried about Irya's words, afraid of what would happen to her if the club were to close. She didn't have anywhere else...
She glanced up as Irya began to laugh, peeking over the side of the bed at the pictures and laughing herself, picking one up. "Hee! Demitri looked so... tiny! I could have beaten him up too!"
She picked up another one, then glanced towards the door before giving Irya a confused glance. She could've sworn....
"Did... you hear something fall?"

 

[Kuuroinochou]

"Huh?" she looked up to listen for any noises but couldn't hear anything. "Don't know but maybe we she put this away." she said and hurried to put the pictures in the box. She went to place the box back where it belowed and made sure everything was in order before peeking out the door.

"I don't see nothing. Lets head over to Demitri's room...though I'm not sure we should even venture a look." she said to herself. Why everyone was so scared of Demitri was with good cause. He had a presence that just filled people's heart with unease, herself included. "you ever wonder why Demitri acts the way he does?"

 

[Mephistophelily]

Kittie nodded furiously at Irya's comment about Demitri's room. The man was definitely all about his business- and didn't much like it when something ruined his cash flow. "Wondered? Yeah... Wanting to be the one to ask him? Hell no."

She started across the penthouse, frowning as Irya hid behind her. "Oh suure. Make ME be the first one in there." She opened the door, glancing around leerily. She didn't want any nasty surprises to spook her when she stepped in.

The room seemed a dark contrast of his brother's, black being the primary color of the whole thing; black curtains, black wood furniture, a black metal framed bed- and as she had predicted, a big mirror on the wall framed in black wood.

"Even his room scares me!," She said with a shiver, reaching to find a light switch. It seemed far too dark in there!

 

[Kuuroinochou]

Irya peeked behind Kittie checking out the dark room. "Black much?" she said noting this man did have a thing for dark colors. When Kittie found the lights she quickly went to the window to open the curtains... the light flew in but still the room looked dark. Sighing she figured that was the best they could do.

"So what do we look for first?" she questioned looking around. She didn't think there would be family photos lying about. And she was quite certain that all his personal and private items were locked up some place safe. "Geez...I don't think coming to his room is gonna benefit us much."

 

[Mephistophelily]

"Hmph!" Kittie was sadly disappointed. She had really hoped that his room would have some big secret about him- like that he was still a big softie at heart or something. She would have laughed hard at finding a big stuffed bear sitting on his bed... but all there was were dark pillows, piled high.

With a sigh, she tossed herself onto his bed... Only to give a frsutrated moan. "Even his bed is like a rock!" She tried to bounce against it, but it just wouldn't budge. "Jeez! No wonder he's always so stiff! I can't imagine sleeping on this... and I wouldn't think of trying to have any fun on it!"

She worked her way back off the bed, going over and tugging on his closet door. Suits, suits, and more suits. Of course. She pawed through them, frowning... There was nothing really that-

She squeeled out with laughter as something finally caught her eye. It wasn't much, but it satisfied her for the moment. "Irya! Look!" She yanked out a bright pink dress shirt, holding it to herself proudly. "I've never seen him wear anything this bright! And there's a purple and blue one just like it!" She took it off the hanger, slipping it on and giggling. "I think its even too bright for ME!"

 

[Kuuroinochou]

"Oh my god! That's hilarious... that tyrant wears colors after all." she said and took the blue one from Kittie to put on herself. They pranced about in front of the mirror trying to mimic Demitri's voice and attitude. After a while it got repetative so they put his shirts back, Irya making special careful that they didn't look wrinkled.

"Well that was brief fun but where is the real goodies. I know he has a secret or two to hide. I mean something that even Alex don't know about...hmm" Irya began looking around the room more vigorously making sure not to move too much.

She shifted around in his closet moving shoe box after shoe box out the way until one toppled over. Instead of shoes falling out letters did. "Kittie...I think I hit the jackpot." Of all places to hide love letters. They were obvious as she scanned one after another. "Jessica... these are dated pretty recent. You think he was in love?" she asked looking around in the box. As she moved more of the letters a small ring box presented itself. "OH... he was serious." she said and opened the box to find the ring sitting inside. "Of all things I never thought Demitri would settle down...this is..." she had no words and simply looked at the ring. It was beautiful.

 

[Mephistophelily]

Kittie was still poking around in the closet when Irya found the boxes, going over to her. "Letters? From... Jessica? Who is that?"
She dropped down hard against the floor when she saw the ring, her eyes wide. "H-He was going to.. leave us?," She squeeked out. "But..."
After a long silence and staring at the ring, she glanced up once again. "Then.. why didn't he?," She asked softly. "If.. he loved her so much... Why is that ring still here? Or- is he waiting to do it? We found his surprise for someone?!"
She snatched the ring from Irya's hand, closing the box and shaking her head. "No.. No, no, no... I don't want to lose them." She held it close to her, frowning. Most of the women in this place were longing to get out, to return to their homes- But Kittie didn't have one. She only knew the house. The brothers WERE her family.
"I don't care if he is mean to me sometimes! I don't want anyone taking Demitri!" She pointed to the letters with a scowl. "Jessica is- is evil! A terrible terrible woman!"