Chapter #23Storyline four by: milida   She gives you an impish grin "Hmm an excellent choice sir, and I think I have the perfect scenario are you happy to trust me?"
You cautiously nod your head "I suppose so, besides it is only a fantasy scenario, how bad could it be?"
She laughed "Oh it can go pretty bad, but the fantasy does tend to go better when you go in blind not knowing what is happening"
You grin "Very true a lot of the fun is not expecting a certain outcome"
She smiled then clicked her fingers and the room faded, when it reformed you found yourself sitting at a table in an expensive looking dining room.
You looked at the couple and recognized them as rivals. Not exactly villain's but leaning to the shadier side of things. One was Manfred Spielberg the somewhat notorious CEO of Genetech. The other was Sashra his trophy wife. Somewhat sourly you pondered why the pair had to be so attractive and model level beautiful. None of your girls were a patch on this lady.
It was obvious that you were engaging in small talk but you pondered to what end. You took a swallow of the fruit juice in front of you. It was delicious, a combination of passion fruit and guava spiked with something alcoholic you guessed.
"By the way, thank you for coming all this way" Manfred declared.
You looked out from the dining room through the large sliding-glass doors into the courtyard. It contained a koi pond covered in lily pads and was exquisitely gardened with exotic plants.
"No problem," you said back amiably. "You have an amazing place here."
"I know," he smiled back pleasantly "It's our sanctuary. There are no other houses within ten kilometers. Would you like a tour?"
You pause then nod "Sure"
He clapped his hands "Excellent, Sashra can you give the man a tour of the house, before we get down to business?"
"It would be my pleasure," she said back with an evidently warm smile.
As said earlier Sashra was stunningly beautiful. Tall and intelligent looking with long hair and an absolutely perfect face.
"Shouldn't we, you know, talk about business first?" you asked, lamely.
"Oh, there will be plenty of time for that later," he smiled and glanced at his wife.
"Yes, plenty of time," she agreed amicably.
You started by walking around the grounds, where you got to see the Olympic-sized swimming pool, the tennis courts and the stables.
"What beautiful horses you have and I must add such a lovely collection of pony girls to" you murmured.
"Yes, the pony girls are stunning, they are a new product line from Genetech" she beamed back.
"Let's go inside now?" she suggested.
You casually nodded and followed her inside. The interior of the house was stunning as expected. The surfaces were all luxurious stonework and oiled wood. Modern paintings and sculpture by recognized masters were arranged throughout, to display their ostentatious wealth. You got to see the indoor pool, the games room, the gym and the large library. The more you sure the more jealous you began to feel.
At one point the pair of you passed by Manfred's office, but the doors were closed. You pondered what he was doing in there and what secrets the room might hold.
"And here is my inner sanctum," Sashra declared interrupting your thoughts. She opened the doors to a massive bedroom. It contained a fireplace, a sitting area with sofa and chairs, and an enormous canopy bed. "Manfred and I sleep in different bedrooms," she explained. "We are both such strong, independent personalities, of course we love each other, but it
wouldn't work sharing the same bedroom."
You looked around the room and noted that the artwork in her room had a more erotic bent to it than most of their house. .
Sashra guided you deeper into the room. There was something weird about the room but you couldn't quite place your finger on it.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Sashra declared startling you as you inspected a large canvas.
You nod "Yes rather exquisite and skillfully executed"
She smiled "Indeed it is a Assam Moffat original. I had it specially commissioned. It's supposed to represent Queen Basra surrounded by her loving slaves girls"
You blush slightly "Hmm yes the lady did swing both ways"
Sashra grinned impishly "Hmm I share that with her, although I do not have as many girls as she did"
You nod and grind your teeth "How many?"
She laughed "More than you John, would you like to see my closet by the way?"
You give her back a confused look "Your closet?"
She nodded "Yes indeed. I'm told it's the largest in the Kingdom"
She then grasped your hand gently and pulled you through a pair of double doors.
She was right of course, the room was enormous. Two long rows of clothes and a counter with drawers down the center. Everything organized by occasion and color. Boxes full of who-knows-what on shelves to the ceiling.
For some reason, the enclosed space was making you feel warm and light
headed.
"Would you help me with something, John?" Sashra asked, leading you deeper into the closet. At the far end it opened up into a sitting area with full length mirror and dressing table.
You felt rather uncomfortable as you looked around and began to notice that some of the furniture was quite odd. Like padded chairs with strangely shaped U-shaped seats, round padded benches which seemed too high for comfort, or a sturdy coat-rack with strange jutting pieces which was strangely fastened to the ground. You registered other things which looked odd, but for some reason you couldn't wrap your head around it all.
Sashra led you to the very back of the space where she opened a cabinet door and asked "I'm trying to decide on a new fragrance. What do you think of this?"
She plucked a bottle from the shelf, uncorked it and held it up to your nose.
"Nice." you responded back. The floral scents were sexy and made the nape of your neck tingle.
"Are you sure?" she teased. "Here, let me put some on you."
Before you could object, she had used the applicator to dab scent behind your ears, on your wrists, and then directly under your nose.
"Now what do you think?" she asked, looking at me with an intense expression.
The scent was overwhelming and with every breath more and more intoxicating.
You surprised yourself when you giggling responded "So wonderful lady"
You nervously shook your head trying to clear it, feeling foggy headed and strangely horny.
You then realized you badly needed to leave. The situation felt like dangerous territory indeed. The strange intimacy in the room, your fuzzy brain and the sexuality of the moment.
You spotted a door and asked "Is this the way out?"
"No, actually that's the maid's room," she said. "That is where my personal lady's maid would stay, when I have one. Here, let me show you."
She ushered you inside, closing the door behind the pair of you with a *snick* and then turning the lock. You then nervously realized the pair of you were locked in the room together. There was a second door but it was dead-bolted and obviously couldn't be opened without a key.
It was a small, plain room with a closet and bathroom attached. It had a single small barred window on the far wall which looked out over the mountains. It was sparsely furnished with a bed, small night stand, dressing table and a chest of drawers.
You looked up at her and again thought how beautiful she was. And there you were, in a room alone together with her husband in the house somewhere and she did not seem at all concerned. The lady gently stroked your back and pointed towards a framed set of rules hung on the wall.
"The house rules of course" said Sashra in a matter of fact voice. Her hand dropped down to your waist and she held your two bodies together. For some strange reason you stumbled just standing still and you had to hold on to her for support. You breathed in some more of the strange perfume. You guessed it was the scent that was making you weak and muddled thinking but had no capacity to come up with a solution to that.
"Shall we read them together dear?" she asked.
"Okay," you reluctantly agreed, wanting to please her so you could get out of the room and continue the tour.
"You start first." she ordered.
You shrugged your shoulders then began to read from the framed oath "I am a simple maid and I belong to this house"
After a brief pause you continued, "These are the absolute and unbending rules of the house which I must always follow".
"Rule 1: My life belongs to the Lord and Lady of the house and I am a mere chattel"
"Rule 2: I must obey the Lord and Lady of the house in all matters".
"Rule 3: All commands from my Lord and Lady must be carried out as quickly as I am able, and without question."
You paused and frowned as you realized you were the only one reading. Wasn't Sashra supposed to read this with you. But instead she was just standing there, watching you.
She gave to an impatient wave so with a sigh you continued.
"Rule 4: I must not speak to the Lord or Lady of the house except when asked or in the case of a dire emergency."
"Rule 5: I will strive to anticipate the needs of the Lord and Lady of the house so that I may serve those needs more efficiently and effectively."
You paused again as you noticed something disturbing. The rules were having an odd effect on you. They were making you oddly aroused and you noticed a tenting in your trousers. You subtly tried to adjust the crotch of your pants hoping she had not noticed.
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