Lady Cholmondley’s
House
Lady Isadora Cholmondley looked out over the moors, sipping from the
bone china cup and savouring the taste of the warm drink inside. The lights twinkling from the nearby village
brought a smile to her ruby red lips – the Cholmondley
family had been the lords and ladies of the manor for centuries, and the local
townspeople held them in due respect as a result.
The dark
haired beauty was wearing a dark jacket with a fur collar, a grey skirt with a
lace petticoat underneath, and black cassock style leather boots, her piercing
blue eyes staring out as she heard the knock on her door.
“Come.”
The door was opened by a red haired Chinese
woman, wearing a black maid’s coat dress and black kitten heels. She closed the door, her head bowed in
respect as she said “you rang, my lady.”
“I did Mai
Li,” Isadora said quietly, “I believe we are going to have visitors
tonight. When they arrive, show then due
respect, and ensure they are given refreshments until I join them.”
“As
you wish my lady. Shall I prepare quarters for them as well?”
“I think that
will also be necessary – it is very likely they will be staying a while,”
Isadora said as Mai Li bowed and walked out, leaving her mistress alone to her
thoughts.
“Are you sure
this is the right way, Annie?”
“I think so –
since the sat nav broke down I had to ask directions
at the last garage,” the red haired driver said. She was in her early twenties, and wearing a
white coat over a blue jumper and trousers, the legs of the trousers tucked
into knee length straight tan leather boots.
Binky sat
back and shook her head, looking out onto the dark road. She had straw blonde hair, and wore a yellow
cardigan over a short sleeved top which had a black and white zig-zag pattern. The
hem sat over the top of her blue jeans, the legs of those sitting in baggy dark
brown leather boots.
“How much
longer,” the third person in the car said.
Cee-Cee had long light brown hair, her thick
woollen jacket over a black t-shirt and printed cotton miniskirt. Black tights preserved her modesty, and she
also wore a pair of long brown suede boots.
“Look –
there’s a house up there,” Binky said as she pointed to the lights on the top
of a nearby hill, “let’s see if they can point us in the right direction.”
“All right,
all right,” Annie said as she turned into a dark, tree lined driveway, making
her way slowly up and then cursing as she heard a loud bang.
“What
happened,” Binky said as Annie pulled up outside a set of stone stairs.
“I don’t know
– I think we ran over something.” Annie said as the three of them got out, and
looked at the front tyre on the driver’s side.
“Oh great –
how did we get a flat,” Cee-Cee said as she looked
round.
“Let me call
Green Flag,” Binky said, and then looked at her mobile phone.
“No signal?”
“Nope
– you?”
Annie looked
at her phone, and shook her head. “We’ll
need to knock and see if they can help,” she said as she walked up the
staircase, the other two following and standing behind her as she pulled on a
chain.
They waited,
stamping their feet and holding themselves in the sudden chill, before the door
opened and a red haired Chinese woman looked at them.
“May I help
you?”
“I hope so,”
Annie said, “we wanted to ask directions, but on the way up here we must have
hit something and we have a burst tyre.
Would it be possible to use your telephone to call assistance?”
“Of course,”
she said as she opened the door, “if you will come in, I will call the local
garage for you, and in the meantime I can arrange some hot drinks for you – it
is a cold evening.”
“Yeah – it
just got much colder very quickly,” Binky said as she wrapped her arms round
herself. “Come on Annie – we’ll freeze
out here.”
“All right –
we accept.”
“Excellent –
if you will follow me,” the maid said as she stood to one side, and the three
women walked in, the maid closing the door before she said “this way.”
“Who lives
here,” Cee-Cee said as she looked at the portraits on
the oak panelled walls.
“My
mistress, Lady Isadora Cholmondley.
I am Mai Li, the housekeeper. If you will wait in here?”
She opened
the door to a library, an oak fire burning in the grate, as she said “I will
call the garage, and then bring you some warm drinks.”
“Nice place,
big,” Binky said as she looked round, running her finger over the spines of
some of the books.
“Yeah – and
she lives here alone with – did she say her mistress?”
“That’s what
she said,” Annie said as she warmed her hands by the fire. “Guess she must be Lord of the Manor round here.”
“These are
really old,” Cee-Cee said as she looked at the
pictures on the wall. “The most recent
looks like it is Victorian.”
The three
girls looked at the door as it opened, and Mai Li reappeared, carrying a tray
with three mugs on it, steam rising from each of them.
“I have
called the garage,” she said as she set the tray down, “but they may be some
time. Until then, please enjoy our
hospitality and the drinks.”
“Well...”
“We don’t
have a choice,” Binky said, “We accept your gracious offer.”
“Good,” Mai
Li said with a smile, “Lady Cholmondley is out at
present, but I will inform her on her return if you are still here.”
She left the
room and closed the door as the three girls took a mug each. “Well,” Binky said, “if nothing else, this is
excellent hot chocolate.”
“I have to
agree with that,” Annie said as she took a deep drink from the mug and set it
down. She looked over to the fire, the
orange and red flames flickering in a pattern that made her feel even more
relaxed. She picked up the mug, and took
another drink, before she looked at Binky and Cee-Cee.
“Hey,” she
heard herself say in a sleepy voice, “Are you two all right?”
She watched
as they both fell asleep, her own eyes growing heavier until her head fell to
the side...
Binky slowly
tried to open her eyes – she felt strange, her arms and legs stiff, and there
was a taste in her mouth like cotton wool, as well as an itch round her mouth.
As she opened
her eyes, she found she was lying on a bed, in a very well furnished bedroom –
but as she raised her head to look down, she saw that she was naked, and some
sort of red rope was holding her legs apart, running from her ankles to the
lower posts of the bed.
Looking up,
she could see her wrists were pulled apart above her head, and held in place in
the same way.
“Whdddthstmm,” she heard herself say, as something pulled on
the skin round her mouth. With a start,
she realised she had been tape gagged, and that taste of cloth in her mouth was
because she had cloth in her mouth.
She was dimly
aware of someone else in the room, and as she looked over she saw a raven
haired woman walk towards her, wearing a long black dress with wide sleeves.
“Don’t be
afraid,” she said as she stroked Binky’s cheek, the sound of her voice making her
strangely calm. Binky was transfixed by
her piercing blue eyes, as she felt the soft touch of her fingers on her body,
and the touch of the ruby red lips on her body, making her shiver as they moved
over her stomach, her chest, her neck.
“Such beauty deserves
to last forever,” she heard the other woman say, before she opened her eyes and
screamed at the bite, her eyes slowly rolling up to the back of her head as
Lady Isadora drank her full....
“Whrmme? Hdddthstmm? SMBDRRHPMMM!”
Cee-Cee was struggling on what appeared to be
a hospital table, her wrists and arms strapped to the side with thick leather
belts, her ankles and legs secured in the same way as well. She had been stripped to her underwear, and a
leather panel strapped over her mouth, the bung on the other side sitting in
her mouth.
She suddenly
felt herself been lifted upon the bed, as she saw Mai Li standing in front of
her – but she was very differently attired.
She now wore a black leather mini dress, an open panel showing the top
of her chest and the high collar studded to look like a necklace. She had a pair of black fishnet stockings on,
as well as a pair of black PVC over the knee boots with three inch stiletto
heels.
“Ah, good,
you are awake,” she said as she walked over, and stroked Cee-Cee’s
cheek with her hand, “I hoped you would be.”
“Whthffudnwfthffrs?”
“Your
friends? Oh they are quite safe,” Mai Li said as she
stroked her legs, “my attention is focused solely on you, my dear young lady.”
“Wht.... Whtdumnnn?”
“Oh I think
you know,” the Asian woman said as she kissed Cee-Cee on the shoulders, and then stroked her hands down her
sides. “If you give me pleasure, I will
give you pleasure in return. If not –
well, I still will have pleasure, but you...”
“Hmgddd,” the girl said as she tried to wriggle free, while
her captor slowly pulled her bra down and started to kiss her nipples. This was becoming a living nightmare, as she
felt the gentle suction on her breasts, and she was unable to stop herself from
responding to the kiss as she wriggled round.
“Ah, I see
you are responding,” Mai Li said as she made her way up to the side of Cee-Cee’s neck, and kissed that, before she unbuckled the
gag and removed it.
“Please...”
“It will be
my pleasure,” she said as she kissed Cee-Cee, easing her tongue into the young woman’s mouth as
their lips moved against each other.
Nobody had ever done this to her before, and she responded, the feeling
stirring in her new and exhilarating.
“Did you like
that?”
Cee-Cee nodded
as she closed her eyes, and then opened them again to see the red in Mai Li’s
eyes, and her canine teeth, elongated as she hissed and bit her neck. She gasped as she felt exhilaration and
pleasure in the pain, Mai Li stroking her crotch as she began to suck the blood
from her...
Annie looked
round from the chair she was sat in, wondering what was going on. She had woken to find herself in a red gown,
with gold sandals, and securely taped to the chair, her wrists to the sides, and
her ankles to the front legs. A pad of
tape covered her mouth.
She could
hear the footsteps behind her, and she looked straight ahead, wondering what
was happening as Isadora Cholmondley looked at
her.
“Well, now,
what have you to say for yourself, my dear young lady?”
Annie mumbled
something as Lady Cholmondley reached down and pulled
the tape away.
“You were
saying?”
Annie licked
her lips, and looked up at Isadora, before she said “thank you Mistress. I trust the gift I brought was acceptable?”
“More than
acceptable, my child,” Isadora said as Annie broke the tape and stood up, “Our
servant is enjoying her new playmate, and I have already began to turn yours.”
“May I go to
be with her?”
“Soon,”
Isadora said as she kissed Annie. “How
many years have you served me now?”
“Fifty years
Mistress – ever since we met at the concert.
And I have loved every moment.”
“Then go and
enjoy your meal,” Isadora said, smiling as Annie seemed to float out of the
room. She had survived so long by being
careful – and with two new friends devoted to her and Annie, they would feast
for many months to come...
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