The Recluse (closed)

The lady, Annie, was a nice plump lady with lots of curves. She didn't ask any questions when Sophie arrive; she merely instructed her to go into the back and undress, and to await for her to come help.

Sophie did as asked. The room she went into had no windows and only one door in and out. There was complete privacy. The walls were blank. There was a table holding all of the stuff apparently needed for taking measurements.

Slowly Sophie took off her clothes until she was in her panties and bra... She wasn't sure whether or not to take those off or not. Surely not... This was a fitting for a uniform. She would wear bras and panties under her uniforms so why not for the fitting??

She stood there, self consciously, thinking she was gonna let her boss have it for putting her into this position in the first place. This wasn't exactly what she had signed up for... Standing naked in the back of some ladies shop.

Annie came bustling in then.

"Alright honey! Lets see what we need to make for you!"
 
Annie knocked on the door, and Sophie told her to come in. When she entered, Sophie was standing there in her bra and panties. A shy one, Annie thought, most of the women he sent were very eager to strip down and show themselves off.

She began to take Sophie's measurements, writing them down. She wanted to ask her a million questions, but thought better of it. She wanted to know how a nice looking young girl like her got involved with this strange older man who lived out in the woods by himself. She wanted to know detials about what they did in that house, was it just sex? Sure, the guy was handsome and well built, and he obvioulsy had a lot of money, but what was his deal? Did he pay them? Were they well paid prostitutes?

As much as she wanted to ask these questions, she didn't. Mostly because she didn't want to intrude on this girl's life, but mostly because he was paying her well to make these dresses and clothes, and if he got word she was prying, he might go elsewhere. She liked the income he provided, needed the income was more like it.

"so, a housekeeper, eh? You must be very good at what you do, I don't think he has ever had a housekeeper....." she said, hoping to get the girl to talk a little bit.

She just HAD to get up to that house one of these days. She was very curious, maybe if she made friends with this girl....they could give each other some important info. Annie wouldn't object to being asked to join in whatever activities went on up there, she thought as she looked this young one up and down standing there in her underwear.
 
As Annie measured her, Sophie thought about the situation. Annie seemed to be used to this. To getting envelopes with instructions for making clothes for women. So it had happened before. And yet he was claimed to be a loner. So who was he getting clothes made for?

"Annie?" Sophie questioned after a bit. "Can you tell me, what exactly you're gonna be making for me? He didn't tell me and I'm curious. And also one more question if you can answer it without disclosing private information... Does he do this often?"

She was truly curious. And she had to admit it wasn't solely for the sake of her journalism career. She also wanted to know personally babe was intrigued by John Wentworth. He was handsomer, rich and seemed like a pretty decent guy. So what was his deal?

Had the tragedy years ago messed with his head? Was he crazy now and she just didn't know it yet? She was determined to get to the bottom of things.
 
Annie thought that this girl, Sophie, was different than the rest. Maybe she really was just a housekeeper. The other women that he had sent to her seemed to know exactly what he wanted, and did not seem surprised at all when they found out what he wanted, this one seemed clueless.

His order was different as well, most of them were predominantly made up of skimpy outfits, sexy lingerie, and bondage gear, leather corsets, thigh high boots. For this one it WAS actually maids outfits, some nice dresses she could wear for fancy dinners, one or two pieces of lingerie. There was no leather, nothing related to his other "interests" He did say in the note that there could be more to come at a later date.

"Well, Sophie, there are really a few maid's uniforms, a couple nice dresses for, i don't know, a fancy dinner party or something like that, and , um...well a few pieces of lingerie."

"as far as your question of if he does this often......well.....please keep this just between us, ok? I'm a single mom and this man is almost single handedly paying for my son's college tuition. I don't want to lose his business. But, there have been other women coming here with instructions and I've made outfits for them. Several women, over the years.....your clothes are relatively tame compared to most. Most of the others have had a lot of.......leather.....very sexy revealing clothes.....corsets......boots......you know, like bondage, S&M type stuff."

Annie could tell by the look on the girl's face that this was a surprise, and that she wasn't aware.
 
Bondage. S&M. Her pulse began to race. Her boss's words repeated themselves in her ear. Whatever it took to get the story. But THIS? She didn't know if she was prepared for something like that.

Yet Annie said her outfits were more tame. Maybe he didn't have that in mind. Maybe he only wanted to see her in skimpy maids outfits. She could deal with that... but could she deal with more if she had to? She truly didn't know.

"Hmm" she said, choosing not to comment.

Pretty soon her measurements were taken and she was allowed to dress again. Annie handed her a sealed envelope and asked her to take it to "Martin", telling her the outfits would be ready day after tomorrow. Sophie thanked her and climbed, again, into the luxurious car to head back.

She parked in the garage as he had, and walked inside.

"Sir?" she called out as she entered. "Annie sent an envelope for you!"
 
He had just gotten back from a long afternoon of chopping wood and loading it in the truck to bring back to his shed behind the house. He was sweaty, tired and dirty. He had hoped to take a shower before she got back, but when he heard her voice he went to see what Annie had sent him.

He greeted her then took the envelope that Annie had left. Inside were a bill for the clothes, a note that they would be ready in two days and an interesting PS at the bottom Annie had written "be nice to this one, she seems like a sweet girl. She has Annie fooled too, he thought.

He smiled at Sophie and told her he was going to take a shower, and that she could relax before starting dinner.
He told her he had a small "movie room" and led her down the hall, in the small room was a large screen and one wall was completely filled with shelves full of movies. "movies are my guilty pleasure Feel free to come here and watch a movie or relax whenever you have time."

He left her and when to clean up. He felt good, he likes the hard work and feeling of accomplishment he got when working outside on his property, such a departure from his soft, pampered previous life. He also knew the physical labor made him look good, and he felt her gaze as he left the room.
 
Sophie scoffed at his "small movie room". It was more fancy than a movie theatre. Plush seats. Huge screen. Surround sound. Even a popcorn maker. But she didn't feel she would earn her job by just watching a movie. So instead she went and began preparing dinner. She would make it a decadent one.

She pulled out a roaster chicken, and began rubbing it with seasonings. She got out potatoes for roasting, and carrots, all to put together in a pan. She added seasonings to the vegetables as well and had it all ready to go in the oven by the time he came back down.

She gave him a slightly sheepish smile. "Im not a fan of just sitting around unless its with company" she admitted. "I hope this will be good for you ... This is one of my favorite meals."

Her cheeks were a tiny bit flushed from the heat the oven was producing in the kitchen as her flowing hair was slightly mussed but she was unaware of how stunningly gorgeous she looked standing there at that moment in time.
 
"I'm sure it will be absolutely....beautiful" he said looking her up and down...."I mean, delicious, dinner that is." She blushed, looked slightly flustered, as he kept his gaze on her, looking her directly in the eye, he wanted her to know exactly what he was talking about. "I'm sure it will be the best I've had in years" He winked at her, smiled.

He had taken particular time and effort into getting ready, he showered, shaved, made sure to put something that smelled nice on his body. He took pride in his appearance lately despite the fact he got few visitors, but especially tonight. He didn't expect anything to happen tonight, but he wanted to make a good impression and lay the foundation for things to come, also to make sure she knew what he was into, what he was looking for, without scaring her off.

"so, if you are trying to win me over with your cooking, you are well on your way, Miss Dadds. But there are other aspects of your job that I take interest in and want to oversee as well. We will talk more later."

"also, I know you want to make a good impression and you didn't want to watch a movie and me to think you are taking it easy around here, I admire that. But I insist you join me for a movie tonight. I think I have a movie you will like, I'm sure you've never seen it. It is a French film, about a young girl who meets an older man who has particular tastes and interests. You might find it enlightening."
 
Sophie heard him request that she watch a movie with him that night. Intrigued by what he described she nodded her head. "Sure that will be fun" she agreed. She glanced at him coyly as she continued cleaning up the mess she had made while preparing dinner.

He looked sexy as hell. He even smelled nice, she noted as she walked by him at one point. It was like he had went above and beyond to impress her at dinner. She decided she would change before dinner.

"The meal will be ready in about twenty minutes. Do you mind if I go freshen up before the meal?" She asked him quietly. "I'd like to change and stuff".

She then went up and undressed. She quickly got a shower and avoided getting her hair wet. Lotion, perfume and a touch of makeup were her next step, followed by brushing her hair, and then dressing. She chose a pretty turquoise sweater and a pair of white denim jeans, then headed downstairs, just as the oven beeped.

She laid the food out and called out for "Martin".
 
He saw the simple yet delicious looking dinner she had prepared, he couldn't help but compare it to her simple yet elegant beauty. She seemed like one of thise young women who honestly didn't know how attractive she was. She needed to have a man show her how beautiful she was and how much it was appreciated.

As they started to eat, they made small talk, about her family, where she grew up, where she went to school. He was trying to learn more about her, and also maybe catch her in a lie. She was good, she had a well planned story and she was smooth...OR she really was telling the truth, but he didn't trust her, he'd have to use other methods of winning her over. She gushed about his movie room and how impressive it was.

"yes, Sophie, I'm sure to you it is pretty pathetic, a bitter lonely old man living by himself out in the woods, this state of the art movie room and no one to watch movies with. State of the art security system to keep people out. You must think I'm mentally unstable, There is an explanation for it all, if you stay here long enough, maybe you'll hear the entire sad tragic story."

"dinner is wonderful, my dear, you are a talented chef. I could get used to meals like this...."
 
Sophie beamed when he complimented her meal. He had juts slotted that he wasnt ready to give her any information on his life yet, but that maybe someday he would. That gave her hope that she was doing her job correctly after all.

"I don't think it's pathetic" she said in response to his statement. "I just think that you like your privacy. And all I know is that I am oh-so grateful that you have me a chance to come up here and work for you. I really need this money. And I love it here. your home is beautiful and I feel honored to be able to wrk here and stay here with you".

Her gaze touched his briefly and she felt herself blush slightly at his scrutiny. He had made it apparent that he thought she was attractive and now she wondered how far that attraction went.

"Thank you for this opportunity" she said quietly.
 
"Well, Sophie, You are making quite an impression. I know we haven't talked money yet, but I can assure you that financially, my offer well be more that satisfactory. Because you see, I don't let just anybody in my life, something about you impressed me enought to let you in, so besides the cooking, leaning, etc, maybe a little companionship could be included in our arrangement as well. Anyone can clean a house. Which brings me to another subject, my dear, I know you own your own business, but you are doing all the work. You are smart, energetic, persistent. Why don't you go to the corporate world? You could be moving up the ranks of some large company like no one's business. Or you could start this cleaning company and hire othe rpeople do do the work, you run the business. Have you gone to business school?"

"after we finish eating, you can clean up and I'll go get the movie ready. I have some business to attend to in my office, say we will met in the movie room at 8pm?"
 
"I haven't gone to school for business" Sophie said- that wasnt a lie. She had gone for journalism. "And I've never thought about moving into this branch of the corporate world. I guess I could. I enjoy working for myself though".

This too, she found, was true. Even though technically she was working for her boss still, she didn't have to answer to him every minute out here. It was nice. Her boss has described Wentworth as a pompous ass- but she had seen nothin of that really since "working" for him. He had been polite and ... Maybe not friendly, but cordial.

"As for running a business myself... I hadn't really thought about expanding. I haven't really gotten enough business for even myself yet... Let alone more employees. Maybe someday..."

Sophie nodded when he suggested they meet at eight for the movie. "That sounds perfect" she said as she stood and started gathering dishes. Went worth had a large dishwasher but she preferred to wash by hand and proceeded to do so.

By the time she was done, it was 7:55 and she headed to the movie room to see what he had in store for the movie.
 
The movie he had chosen was a french film called "L'enseignant amour" which translated to "The loving teacher" It was from the late 1960's and when he saw it as a younger man, it introduced him to the dom/sub lifestyle. It was soft, non-explicit, filled with innuendo, but it was very erotic. It was about a young woman who goes to work for a powerful business man, and he shows her how to be a pleasing little sub and how to treat her man the right way.

"I hope you don't mind a movie with subtitles"

He watched her closely, he probably watched her reaction to the movie more than he actually watched the film. Especially during the sex scenes. The girl in the film actually did remind him of her a little, small. blonde, sexy.

"so, what did you think of the film?"
 
Sophie sat there with him and watched the entire movie. It was unlike anything she had ever seen before. The way the woman ended up willingly doing whatever he asked from her was intriguing and if she were honest, extremely erotic.

Did women really live like that? She wondered.

She was surprised to find her nipples growing hard and her panties damp as she watched the movie and she prayed he didn't noticed. Was this why he was hoping to hire her? She wasn't sure. If it WAS... Would she do it?

That shouldn't be a hard question. The answer should be no...

But she wasnt sure.
 
"Sophie?"

"You didn't answer me, what did you think of the film? Or are you still processing what you just saw? Maybe you have questions?"

He could tell by the look on her face she was a bit overwhelmed by the movie, he wondered if it was shock, arousal, or disgust. MAybe all of the above.

He wondered if she guessed the reason that he chose that film, granted, it was a classic, but did she wonder if he wanted this type of relationship with her? He did. Was she also interested? Curious?

He wanted to know what was going on in the pretty little head.....in so many ways.
 
Sophie blinked and focused on him, just now realizing he had asked her a question. She gave him a small smile.

"That was interesting, to say the least... is that based on a true story? Do women actually do stuff like that for men? It must be an... interesting existence... different... but not bad I suppose".

She gave him another smile, this one a little bigger and more confident. Her nipples strained against her bra, and embarrassingly, she was sure he could see them through the thin cotton materials she had on. She cleared her throat softly.

"Is... uh... well... do you like that kind of stuff?" she asked, in reference to the movie.
 
He smiled at her, he got the impression that she was aroused, slightly interested, and a little apprehensive.

"It is not based on a specific true story, but there are millions of relationships like this going on around the world, sometimes people you would never expect. I remember I was about your age when I first saw this film, it affected me a great deal. I was actually in a relationship where the woman was the dominant in the relationship, it taught me a great deal, but wasn't for me. Then I watched this film again when I was older, and it affected me even more, and yes, I have been in relationships where I was the dominant one in the relationship, a few actually. Some worked out better than others."

"it isn't something you can just try on a whim. It is a big step, and can be emotionally damaging if one or both of the partners cannot handle the emotional responsibilities. Both partners have to be willing to play their roles, and you have to decide if it will be just in the bedroom, or if this dominant/submissive role will be in other aspects of life. The common misconception is that the dominant one holds all the power, but if you look it the big picture, it is a game, and both partners share power equally."

"Does this type of thing interest you, my dear?" He put his hand on her knee and smiled at her, with a questioning look.
 
Sophie wasnt really sure how to answer him. Was it something she would be interested in? Surely it wasnt within her job description as a journalist... And yet somewhere deep within herself she felt a pull. A desire to find out what that lifestyle was truly like.

And she felt the desire to do it with him. She couldn't begin to understand why.

She sat there for what felt like ages, thinking. But it probably was only a few moments, tops. Finally she looked up in his eyes with her own bright, but slightly hesitant, green eyes.

"I want to learn more about it. I'm interested. I want to try it. But I'm a independent person by nature in some ways so I really can't make any promises on how well i will do..."

She chewed on her lip nervously as she awaited his response.
 
He looked at her and smiled slightly, she looked so innocent and more than a little nervous. She answered him honestly and he realized that he was very lucky. She could have watched the film, saw his interest in this type of lifestyle, and been disgusted and walked out. She was either truly interested, or she really needed the money. Or was there another motivation. He knew he could be playing with fire here, but she was so pretty and so.......enticing.

He looked deep into her eyes and said "well, my dear, I appreciate your honesty and your open minded attitude. I would love to teach you more about this lifestyle. That is what a lot of it boils down to - a teacher and student type of relationship, more than dominant and submissive. It is not something to jump into, it needs to be taken slow, to cultivate, not expect it to happen overnight. Why don't you sleep on it, and we can discuss more tomorrow. Think about it." He put his hand on hers, gave a squeeze, her hand felt so small, SHE seemed small, and vulnerable.

"just remember, IF we were to do something like we saw in the film, I would never hurt you, mentally or physically. I may need to train you, and sometimes training includes spanking or restraining, but nothing abusive. If you were to be my submissive girl, I would never demean you, I would treasure you, and quite frankly spoil you."

Now why don't we retire to our bedrooms, and give some thought to what you saw tonight, a lot of thought...."

"good night, beautiful"
 
Sophie listened to his words intently. She nodded her understanding and benefit a thrill of excitement run through her body. "I will do whatever I possibly can to make you happy" she said simply. He suggested they go to bed and she nodded giving him a small smile.

They retreated to their rooms and she did just as he said. She lay in bed thinking. Nearly all night... This was no longer all about her job... She admitted that much to herself. She was truly interested in this which was surprising because she never would have imagined herself enjoying that sort of lifestyle but now she thought with him maybe she would.

She finally drifted to sleep around 4 am and her alarm went off at 6 to cook breakfast. She sluggishly dressed in a pair of black denim shorts and a body hugging pale yellow t-shirt and then went down to start coffee and begin making homemade blueberry muffins like her mama had taught her.

She was just mixing the batter when she heard him walk in the room and her heart gave a leap of nervousness.

"Good morning, sir" she said quietly.
 
He silently laughed to himself as he heard her call him "sir" giving him a signal that she HAD thought a lot about what they talked about last night. He walked up very close to her, and leaned in close, whispered in her ear "good morning my dear, did you sleep well?" He knew she probably hadn't, she probably was thinking about the situation all night.

He watched her as she put breakfast on the table. He admitted to himself that he would very much enjoy spending the day getting to know her better, and start her training. He wanted to see her naked. He was incredibly horny, and if this was going to evolve into the type of arrangement he wanted it to, he had to be in control, not give into his emotions.

But she looked so sexy.
 
"I slept ok... I was thinking a lot though" she said softly. She moved the food to the table and then poured him some coffee and juice before sitting down across from him.

"I want to try it" she said firmly, but in a quiet voice. Her eyes reached up and connected with his. "I want you to teach me how to be your... Your submissive. But I have no idea where to even begin. I've never done anything remotely similar to this. I need your help" she pleaded with him softly.

She too her own blueberry muffin and nibbled on the edge, allowing the sweet crumble topping and berry flavor to fill her mouth as she awaited his final decision on the topic.
 
"You're an adventurous girl, Sophie. You walk up to my house invite yourself in, start working for me and now you are agreeing to this...you impress me.
This is not something one can just do, we will start very slowly. "

"First, a couple of questions...
1) In your previous relationships have you ever done something you may have been uncomfortable with or found distasteful only because your partner wanted you to, and you wanted to make them happy?
2) Have you ever dressed a certain way or in a certain outfit because a partner wanted you to?
3) have you ever gone out with someone or done a sexual favor becasue you thought you might get some kind of reward, monetary, or otherwise?

If you answered yes to any of these, then YOU HAVE INDEED experienced something like this.

One more question, Sophie....
Do you find me attractive?
Because I think you are an incredibly beautiful girl."
 
She listened quietly to the questions asked. "I have done things before that i haven't been thrilled about, with one ex. It was with another girl. I wasnt into it. He was. I have never dressed a certain way for anybody. I've always dressed to please myself and nobody else. I..." She hesitated briefly.

She had once dated a man who was higher than her in a company to try and advance- and it had worked. But she couldn't admit that to him.

"I haven't ever done anything for anybody to gain money or anything like that" she shook her head. The next question made her blush slightly.

"I find you incredibly attractive. I believe I would have no desire to do this if I wasn't attracted to you... But I am" she gave him a very slow, sexy smile as she awaited what would be her next "job" or what he wanted her to do next.
 
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