When Push comes to Shove

[landiek]

Pushing for seven open minded people to explore how far one goes to be the ultimate winner.

Setting is an old house, nothing fantastic about the house, plain and over 150 years old.

The drift is to be the one that has gotten to each person, mentally, phyiscally, and sexually.

Age hardly matters in this day and age. Need to post full description and and gear that is brought with you including the type of clothing that you will wear.

Your hostess is a known "Ghost Hunter" Jannah Moondancer
She stands five three, has pink hair with faded grey eyes
She wears mint green silk gowns that are pinned at the shoulders no undergarments but soft doe moccasins on the tiny feet.

"Welcome guests, enter and relax. We have much to discuss and our time is very limited." She hands every one a glass of red wine after entering the main foyer.

 

[landiek]

The morning breaks over the eves of ivy that scroll around the windows. Jannah looks over the daily mail. Jannah sent out the invitations prior and was pleased when Riley brought the first replies.

She quickly made her notes from the enclosed letters of acceptance. With a smile she made her journal entry.
Tuesday March 24th
It seems that I have drawn forth the beginning of the quest. Roscoe Monroe has sent his RSVP and shall be here on Thursday. I am extremely delighted that not only Mr. Monroe shall be here but also Mr. Rod Thomas and Miss Sandra are due the same day.
Miss Lilith Anderson should arrive on Friday as well as Mr. Clay Fuller. I look forward to hearing from Roscoe Rathbone and Mr. Freeman.
I have sent small packets that each one should have filled out to hand deliver upon arrival. I look forward to the individual replies and use my uncanny methods to enlighten the inner power that each one possesses. Delights of all dreams are yet to be discovered. Jannah.
With a smile she closed the book and glanced at the picture on the wall with a smile. Ulric Moondancer stared down into the room and gave her a quick shiver but she reminded herself that she was ultimately his during life and beyond which made her smile more broadly. Despite his unwavering beliefs she loved and adored everything that he was.

Jannah walked into the kitchen and observed Candise at work with her latest creative streak. Jannah loved the way Candise moved while crafting her edible art as every meal was an adventure to the palate.
“You realize that our guests may find some of your creations..... Suggestive.” Jannah remarked yielding to the temptation of sampling a bite of the evening fare.
Candise at 32 was almost jaded by the restaurant world, the high pressure days and the lonely nights. Food was such a gift and so many wasted it-didn't feel the passions being called into play as the shrimp curled around the mango slivers. Resigning herself to a life with little physical sensuality. She pours her erotic tendencies into her creations. Her frame is small 5'4" in her heavy chef clogs-but her curves are always hidden beneath the chef's jackets. The crisp folds of her spotless uniform hide a pair of pale, heavy breasts adorned with a serious of Celtic tattoos, her aprons gloss over the thick swell of her hips and narrow waist. Wrestled daily into a tidy knot as her rich brown curls would fall onto her shoulders-if ever she allowed that indulgence. If only someone would see beneath her bitchy control freak attitude and look at her beyond the kitchen they would see the shy, reserved girl who yearned for release for the chance to truly serve not just feed the men she encounters. Candise gave a knowing look which was common between these two women.
After a few moments Jannah slipped out to the stables and to speak with Arvis. At 48 and not married He is a hard, cruel man and tends to use people. His only friends are the horses and world famous hunting dogs.
Arvis always wears a check shirt and a tie, jodhpurs and highly polished riding boots. The tie betrays his origins it is the regimental tie of the 51st Cavalry. Arvis does not suffer fools gladly and is a misogynist.

The Stables house a dozen horses mainly as hacks for guests who stay here. His personal horse is a pure bred Arabian stallion, that only he can ride. His stallion is wild with a vicious temper. Last year it badly injured by a woman who thought she was 'Good' with horses. Jannah bore no ill will as he sought retribution against that incompetent rider in fact she even demanded that the woman make a larger settlement particularly donating part of the funds to the Preservation of Wild Stallions.
Our dogs are a special breed mainly Rhodesian Ridge Back but also with a trace of Doberman and Irish Wolf Hound. Currently, we have eight and hunt the wild boar with them. Arvis had the most remarkable relationship with the dogs that Jannah had ever seen and was the very reason that she offered him the job twelve years ago.
Jannah looked to the house and saw Jenny moving across the hall. She grinned when it came to Jenny. At 24 years old, standing 5' 3" with her long straight red hair which was usually worn in a tight braid, the shiny green eyes, very pale skin, contrasting her usual maid’s outfit.
Jenny cleans rooms, makes beds, and generally sees to it that the place is in presentable shape for the guests. Despite being quite shy as she tends to stick to the shadows watching silently. Jenny sees much of what goes on in the house. Jannah knew that Jenny only gets directly involved when someone special catches her eye, be they female or male and those she favors, she’ll often follow and watch from a distance, and if confronted she may just invite the object of her interest downstairs to the cellar. Leading them into the room with the iron door fitted with that old lock. Even Jannah had wondered what could possibly be hidden in the room beyond? However Jannah had never yielded to her temptations to pry in Jenny’s private affairs which included the door in the cellar.

Now it was a matter of time to wait for her guests to arrive

 

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Rod Thomas

Rod drove up to the house in his convertible. He had been intriqued by the invitation and more than a little curious. He didn't take off work lightly, being the driven person that he was. But there were more things to life than just getting ahead at work - and at 30 he was starting to realize that he should pursue more interests.

He parked to the side and surveyed the house. It was certainly old, and with what people would call "character". But there seemed to be something more, something he couldn't quite put his fingers on. If he were into "that" sort of thing he'd almost say it gave off an aura. But that would be silly.

He mounted the stairs and rang the bell.

 

[Henry]

Roscoe Monroe

As i drove up the impressively long driveway i took in the full magnitude of the building and surrounding areas. Parking my black SUV with red stripes down the side of it, i got out and grabbing my bag from the back of it strode towards the front steps.

Dressed in a pair of tight black jeans, black t-shirt with leather jacket i may have looked more in place at a biker's convention. Taking the small packet out of my jacket pocket i looked at it as i rung the bell and waited.

 

[Pywakit]

Jenny

As the doorbell rang, anouncing the arrival of the first guest, Jenny's heart skipped a beat. The entire house was in order, and her job was to see that it remained in order; she didn't actually need to interract with the guests at all, but she hoped they wouldn't mind her watching. She stepped into the shadow of the stairwell, smiling slightly and holding her feather duster idly at her hip as she watched, and waited.

 

[Henry]

Roscoe Monroe

Standing at the front door i looked around a little more at the garden areas and heard movement from inside the house. I waited there and smiled at the thought of having some fun in this beautiful and huge mansion.

 

[landiek]

including posts from OOC

Arvis

Arvis was hungry he had fed the dogs the first of their two meals of the day and his mind was set on getting food from the kitchen. That bitch of a woman the cook would be there scuttering around the kitchen making sure everything was in apple pie order. That made him smile both by the thought that he might have made a ...Pun? Cook? Apple Pie? was that a pun? Arvis had never had a formal education. He had spent his early years with a family of travelling folk his mother, daughter of the leader Silas had been made pregnant following a liaison with a full blooded Indian a drifter who had disappeared when he was only a few days old.

He strode up to the kitchen to the back door the door that faced the yard. The riding crop that never left his hand tapping lightly against his highly polished riding boots an unconscious act that heightened the presence, the dark brooding menace that was Arvis.

(Riley)
"And just where do you think you are going, young man?" I snapped at the young upstart, Arvis, who was trying to enter the kitchen carrying a riding crop. The animal trainer turned at my best paradeground voice, and stopped dead. "I'm hungry, and Madam Candise makes superb apple pies". His tone was insolent, and betrayed his circus orgins; a sneering, dominant male in the animal enclosure, but this was MY domain.

"Even if Madam Candise WAS to give you some of her inestimable pastry, I can assure you that she would not be pleased to see what you had done to her kitchen floor". With that, I gestured downwards, to where the trainer's riding boots were liberally daubed with the much of the stableyard. "I am the major-domo of this household, and you will return for food when you have cleaned those boots!" Snarling under his breath, Arvis whirled away from the door.

I turned towards the kitchen from the door of the butler's pantry, and saw Madame Candise stirring a stock pot on one of the ranges. Her ripe figure moved provocatively underneath her crisp apron, and I determined that she would find just what the advantages of having an older lover were, before the weekend was out!

The forthcoming houseparty would mean a tremendous workload for the servants, but I was certain that we were up to the task. Any member of staff who failed my high standards would be subjected to a tongue-lashing in my office - if they were female staff, however, that interview might take an unexpected turn.

Smiling in anticipation, I headed towards the entrance hall, to check on the flower arrangements, and the general standard of cleanliness.

(Candise)

Having roasted the veal bones for stock I carefully chopped and added onions, carrots and celery. After pondering the need for a touch of autumnal flavoring I added two scraped parsnips, and a few dried porcini and set the pot on to simmer. The next few hours it would simmer and reduce until I had created a stock that tasted like a walk through the woods. Then I would reduce it, again and again until a demi-glace was the end result. I stared deep into the roiling depths waiting for the kitchen magic to begin.
Oh I'd heard the exchange between the men-apple pie indeed, when had I ever turned out a pie? A tarte perhaps maybe even a puff pastry with frangipan and apple slivers but a pie?

The very thought that I'd been discussed by the men aggravated me-plus I knew that there was now mud on my spotless floor. I continued to ignore the men intruding on my thoughts and temple-er I mean kitchen. I watched as the bubbles rose and fell into the stock and thought of the lovely jelly that the veal bones would add...I absently licked my lips at the thought of sucking marrow. Then realizing I was distracted again I turned my full attention to the bubbling pot



Jannah comes to the door with a smile and several glasses. The wonderful part about the large house is that guests can actually miss one another if they don't pay close mind to details.

The packets that she sent out was a history of her present home.
Welcome to the Moondancer Estate and pray that you enter with open minds. I am your hostess, Jannah Moondancer. You are invited to spend six weeks in my home with the opportunity to obtain your wildest dreams. As many knows my late husband Ulric was wealthy beyond the merits of filthy rich and thus I invited you to gain a share of the life. I offer three million dollars to the winner and a personal home outside of Paris.
Enclosed is a card please fill it out for I want to know you even more after arrival.
Very truly yours, Jannah Moondancer

The card asked six questions followed by a yes or no answer.
1) Do you believe that you could seduce another person even the same sex as yourself?
2) Do you believe that spirits/ghosts exist?
3) Do you prefer silks or cotton sheets to sleep under?
4) Are you willing to try exotic foods?
5) What do you consider is your sexual perference?
6) Would you sell your soul to win everything?

Jannah looks to her first guest and grins. "You are Mr Thomas. I am very pleased to greet you this day, pray that you join me in the lounge for a glass of wine."
Jannah stopped and turned back to the door just as the bell rang a second time. Her smile genuine as she opened it. "Greetings Roscoe, please enter and be welcome. I was just going to take Mr Thomas to the lounge for a glass of wine. Please join us, I would be most honored by your presence."

Jannah guides them into the room. It is much like a Man's study with wet bar on the south wall. Jannah goes to the counter and sets down the glasses.

"Gentlemen, here is too life and may it be fun all the way. Or at least erotic."

 

[Henry]

Roscoe Monroe

The door was opened and i was led into a rather large room.. Taking a seat on a chair i took the offered drink and smiled at our lovely host.

"Gentlemen, here is too life and may it be fun all the way. Or at least erotic."

Her words evoked feelings deep within me and i knew then this would be a most fun and enjoyable place to be for the next few weeks. Taking a few sips of the drink i reach inside my jacket pocket and place the envelope with card on a small table.


The card read as follows :

The card asked six questions followed by a yes or no answer.
1) Do you believe that you could seduce another person even the same sex as yourself? NO
2) Do you believe that spirits/ghosts exist? YES
3) Do you prefer silks or cotton sheets to sleep under? COTTON
4) Are you willing to try exotic foods?YES
5) What do you consider is your sexual perference? STRAIGHT
6) Would you sell your soul to win everything?YES



"Such a wonderful place you have and yes the times shall be that i do believe"i said with a wink at our host.

 

[Earthgoddess]

menu

My irritation rapidly fading as I looked at the potential guest list and menu questions posed by my delightful employer. Who could remain in a poor mood when so much remained to be done?
I bustled cheerfully through the large kitchen checking produce orders and making sure the herbs were fresh...each smell adding anote to the heady aromas in the air.

 

[Earthgoddess]

Hello???

Thought maybe this needed a push to the top!

 

[Earthgoddess]

I took the liberty....

Beware of the Shadows
IC
Arvis gazed at the back door of the kitchen the whole of the building was bathed in bright moonlight. It was the moonlight that had created the dense shadow that cloaked his presence.

There were numerous things that drove Arvis the main ones being food and sex, in any order. He thought about that morning when he had been abruptly put in his place by one of the new lot of guests. All he had wanted was some of the cooks apple pie or whatever she liked to call it, some fancy foreign name it still tasted like the nectar of the gods.

What was her name Candy? Something like that. She was a haughty bitch, to Arvis all women were bitches but a comely wench for all that. His mind was now drifting away from the food, he thought about the body that lay beneath that starched uniform she wore and he felt the urge rise in his belly. How long had it been? No more that a week but to Arvis a week without relief was far too long.

The girl who hung around the stables was young and skinny with tiny breasts and bones protruding everywhere. She had laid there on the straw not making a sound as he relieved the tension within him into her body. Afterwards, again without a word being said they parted like animals in a field. By now he was fully aroused and the thought of the pie pushed to the back of his mind. His mind was fixed on one thing. Candy, he wanted her.

 

[Earthgoddess]

Hallllllooooooooooooooooooo!!!

Did this thread die an unnatural death?

 

[Whitespin]

Desire

IC Oh Candy I hope not I was/am so looking forward to rolling in the hay with you. But then it is Christmas and I have my horses to see to and I must make certain there is a stable left free with fresh straw on the floor. One never knows when there might be a need!

Arvis mutters to himself and turns away from the kitchen and with his collar turned up against the biting wind strides off towards the stables. Yo Ho Ho Merry Christmas Yo Ho Ho

 

[Earthgoddess]

Holidays

Lifting the chinois to strain the stock I noticed a twinge in my shoulder. No matter, probably just over extended my reach, but then again more like a chill then a muscle cramp. This being an older house I tried hard to ignore the cold on my shoulder. I refused to even contemplate that it could be anything other than a window pane that had cracked or perhaps that stable man had left the door ajar.
The cold touch persisted and became more of a sensation the harder I tried to ignore it. Finally I spun about armed with a greasy dripping lot of veal bones only to see nothing.
A little shaken by this I decided to sit a moment and have a hot cup of tea. I saw my hands shake a little as I filled the kettle and mumured a little rhyme my Nanny had taught to be about catching the moon's roundness and strength in my cup. This as always calmed me and I snipped the fresh chamomile into my cup the rythym adding a sense of peace.
Outside a dog bayed and the eerie sensation sprang to my mind again. But then Arvis could just be running the hounds for exercize, of course that would stir them to bay.
I absently rubed my shoulder and looked about the kitchen to decide where to begin. The tea had cooled enough to drink so I sippd and made notes on my pad not even glancing at it just making notes regarding the demi glace. When I had finished my tea I ripped the top sheet off of the pad and went to post it on my work board and saw that I had written over and over "He waits" instead of the notes regarding the stock.
The icy fingers drew up my back again for an instant and I felt terribly dizzy. Then as I heard a door slam it all stopped.
My kitchen was quiet except for the bubbling stock and the note had drifted over to the chpping block and there lay all my careful notations regading the meal plans.
I decided to leave the kitchen for a brief walk to clear my head since obviously I was addled by the heat.
I wrapped my self in my one luxury a deep burgundy cloak and after adjusting the flame under the stock I headed out the back door.

 

[Whitespin]

Passion

ic Arvis sat in the barn on a bale of hay. All his hounds were there all except one. Godin a young bitch had just come on heat for the first time and he had put her in a stable because she was too young to breed from, besides he did not yet know how she would perform when out hunting and only the best animals were used in his strictly controlled breeding program. The two dogs that were the mainstay of his program could scent that there was a bitch on heat and were restless. The eldest, De Duivel van Koningen to give him his full title and leader of the pack was keeping the others under control. The other dog, Devils son had already received several nips and now, the pack having been fed began to settle down. Arvis smiled, this was his world here he was lord and master over man and beast and especially over women.

The light from the kitchen spilt out into the yard as the door opened. It immediately seen by Arvis and he rose to his feet and moved across to the barn door and was in time to see Candy step out of her kitchen into the moonlight. He slid out of the barn and keeping to the shadows stealthily worked his way along the edge of the yard until he was almost within touching distance of her.

Her voice startled him! How on earth had this woman known he was there? He was after all part Indian and thought she could not possibly have seen him. Her clear authoritarian tones rang out into the cold night air. He could see the moisture from her breath hanging there like smoke. What do you want of me Arvis? Arvis suddenly felt a surge of power from her. A bitch she was, weren't all women? Standing there back as straight as a ramrod a dark heavy cloak wrapped around her she made an imposing figure. Quickly recovering his composure he stepped out of the shadows and stood there in all his arrogance Why Miss Candy I was just checking that everything was secure when I saw the door open and you step out. One cannot be too careful these days, I only wanted to ensure your safety The name is Candice not Candy and if I'm not safe in my kitchen where am I safe She watched him as he flicked his riding crop against boot in an almost nervous gesture. He smiled a smile that started as a smirk but slowly turned into a huge grin of genuine pleasure that crinkled the corners of his eyes. Candice looked at Arvis in puzzlement. What are you grinning at you stupid man what on earth has got into you? Arvis laughed out loud his voice booming out. Got into me? Nothing yet! But if you're asking a big slice of that apple pie of yours would be most welcome. He was closer to her now and the cloak was hanging open and he could see the fullness of her breasts under the white cooks clothing and he wanted her! and Arvis always got what he wanted from a woman.

 

[landiek]

(I had thought it died but I see I was wrong)

IC:

Jannah looked over the card with a grin then set it in her inner pocket for sheer reference.

"Most of the time spent here will be challenge after challenge." Jannah stated directly. "with that in mind, may we head for the dining room. My house Chef has out done herself and would be highly insulted if we didn't try any of her culinery delights."

Jannah took Roscoe's arms and gracefully directed her guests to the dining room.

As predicted the table was laid out like a king's royal buffet. Some items looking mouth watering and succulent as others tempting by mere scent.

" I hope you find everything like honey to the lips." Jannah uttered softly as she moved to the head of the table.

Wine was poured in each glass but the table had many empty seats. When reflected upon Jannah reminded her guests. "The Spirits are always welcome to the dinner table as well as the living. Hopefully they shall enjoy your company as well as I do."

With that she swiftly picked up the fork and pierced a sliver of the pork and ate in peace. Noticing the charge in the air, not only from her guests and spirits, but in the house itself.

 

[candygin]

Lilith

Lilith pulled her car into the driveway of the mansion. While she imagined it would be beautiful in the daylight, in the moonlight, the building's silhouette looked very spooky.

She shivered a bit, not with the cold, but with anticipation. She'd driven straight through, not stopping for the night, as she'd been eager to get here and let the games begin.

She stretched as she got out of the car, her tight white tank top riding up, exposing her waist. She grabbed her big black suitcase from the back seat. Usually, she was a fairly casual kind of girl, but for this, she wanted to be prepared for anything, bringing everything from jeans to tennis shoes to a sexy cocktail dress and fuck-me spike heels.

She turned around, reaching in the car to grab the envelope containing her packet. Can't leave that behind, she thought...

She walked over to the front door and rang the bell.

 

[landiek]

Jannah heard the bell clearly and then looked to the opened hallway.

"Jenny, girl answer that if Riley is busy." A breif smile after all there needs a reason for the girl to get a full eyefull of the guests.

 

[Henry]

Roscoe Monroe

Smiling as i was led to the dining room by Jannah i took in more of the house and was soon seated at a rather large table. Picking up the knife and fork i slowly started to eat my meal and occasionally looked towards the windows and out them

Taking a few sips of the wine i continued to eat my meal when i heard the doorbell. Glancing around i heard a little movement as i took a few more small mouthfuls of the wine..

 

[Pywakit]

Jenny

Jenny nodded, then softly scurried over to the front door. After opening it, she sized up the woman standing on the porch. She was quite attractive; Jenny had always had a thing for piercings, and this raven-haired beauty had several. She smiled slightly, then did a little bow as she stepped aside to allow the woman to enter the house, her eyes downcast as she bit her lip. As the woman entered, Jenny spoke in a quiet voice.

"The Mistress is meeting the guests in teh dining hall. Leave your bag here and I'll tend to it presently, but first, may I show you to the dining hall?"

 

[candygin]

Lilith set her bag down and glanced at the maid, appreciatively noting how her tight little body fit into the skimpy maid's uniform. With the questions their hostess had asked, she knew this would be a very erotic six weeks, but if this maid was any indication of the rest of the people in the mansion, it may just be a long, six-week orgy.

She stretched -- arms up, back arched, breasts thrust forward -- smiling as the maid watched her every move.

"Long drive," Lilith said, giving an innocent explanation for her no-so-innocent act.

Grabbing the packet with her questionnaire, she said "Okay, let's have you show me to the Dining Hall. I can't wait to meet this Mistress and her other guests."

 

[Pywakit]

Jenny

Jenny watched as Lilith stretched, watched as her breasts pushed against the fabric of her shirt, and decided then and there the woman was one to watch. Jenny smiled and nodded as Lilith asked to be taken to the Dining Hall. She pushed a stray strand of red hair back behind her ear and said, "It's just this way."

She turned and led the way, making sure her ass swayed just enough to catch Lilith's eye and glancing back once to gauge her reaction, trying to decipher if she was into girls or not.

 

[landiek]

Jannah glanced over at Roscoe with a grin. Her natural manners could tell when some were judging her. His back seems tighter as he was eating.

Must be getting to this guest already. Jannah thought.

The lights flickered to a lighter dim. A soft faded yellow moved into the room from the far east opening. Jannah looked up and watched the light as it floated to the chair. No other movement followed so she smiled at her guests at the dining table.

"So Roscoe, how was the drive up? I've heard that many of the roads were being watched for speeders?" Jannah had to admit that there were several other questions floating in her mind but there was a time to get intense.

Jannah's eyes wandered to the opening of the double doors of Jenny and the newest arrival. She rose quickly and walked to the Woman standing there.

"Greetings and Welcome! Please come join us, you have arrived just as dinner was started." Her smile was genuinine as she looked over Lilith thouroughly.

 

[candygin]

On the way into the dining hall she could feel the maid -- Jenny, she'd called herself -- watching her. While she was usually a straight girl, believing nothing was better than a strong, hard cock slamming into her pussy, she'd been known to mix it up a bit every once in a while -- for the right person.

"Greetings and Welcome! Please come join us, you have arrived just as dinner was started." Her smile was genuinine as she looked over Lilith thouroughly.

Damn this place was huge, Lilith thought. She'd never seen a dining room table that big, even if most of the chairs were empty.

She turned to Jannah. "Thank you for inviting me." She handed their hostess the answers to her questions, watching as Jannah read them.

1) Do you believe that you could seduce another person even the same sex as yourself? YES
2) Do you believe that spirits/ghosts exist? YES
3) Do you prefer silks or cotton sheets to sleep under?COTTON
4) Are you willing to try exotic foods?YES (Unless they're too disgusting)
5) What do you consider is your sexual perference?Primarily straight, with an occasional bi/lesbian experience thrown in
6) Would you sell your soul to win everything?Maybe. Depends on who you want me to sell my soul to.


She knew her answers to some of the questions were ambiguous, but she wasn't one to commit to a definite 'YES' or 'NO' until she had the whole story... usually... for three million dollars and a house in Paris, she might be willing to break her own rules.

 

[Henry]

Roscoe Monroe

I smiled across at Jannah occasionally and relaxed more as time passed. The silence was broken by her words.


"So Roscoe, how was the drive up? I've heard that many of the roads were being watched for speeders?"


Grinning i was about to answer our very sexy host when the door opened and the maid and another guest walked through it. Smiling i let my eyes take in the maid and watched Jannah walk across to greet the new guest.