Behind the Doors of Redhart Manor( MasterOfWhispers X Ebony)

[MasterOfWhispers]

Marcus Night stared out into the open field and at the road from the master bedroom of Redhart manor and yawned bored out of his mind. His wife was once again gone for the week no doubt on some business trip to another sunny and tropical island, and no doubt enjoying the pleasures and goods of said place. Though considering how prude and boring said women was she was most likely holed up in her little hotel room and working on some grand master project. Honestly, if it hadn't been for the abrupt arranged marriage his parents forced on him months ago he would have still continued on his travels around the world, getting into fights, drinking the most exotic of beers and enjoying the company of many many women both plain and of the same nationality and exotic.

Still the marriage yielded results. After all with their marriage their parents company merged. The unloving couple would only see each other every other week and Marcus found himself in a rather comfortable new home, and new maids to call upon when his wife could (and probably never would) fill his needs.

Speaking of maids it seems a new one. It appears the Million dollar heir would have to "interview" her to see if such a girl was up to par to certain standards. If not, well there were always others that would be willing.

A knock was on a door, and behind it the voice the head butler called out
"Sir your twelve o clock is here. Shall I let her in..." said the butler.

"You may. Also Jeffery, as per routine make sure no one enters this floors."

"Very good sir."

Marcus smiled looking around a certain wooden chest in the corner, his mind going over said contents of the chest as well as the prospect of "Breaking" in a new maid.

 

[Ebony]

Summer Fields walked along the quiet street on which Redhart Manor was situated. She wore a small and tight trench coat, which showed off all of her curves and complimented her figure.
Summer was naturally beautiful. She had a gorgeous porcelain face which had absolutely no blemishes. Her hair was the fiery colour of sunset, and her eyes were so dark they were nearly black. She wasn't tall, but she had long legs, which gave the illusion of height. And then there was her generous figure. Summer had large, round breasts which were only amplified by her slim waist. Underneath her trench coat, Summer wore barely anything. Some skimpy lingerie that she had bought especially for the interview.
Summer had no doubts that she would get the job. Her true identity and true form ensured it, though she wouldn't reveal what she really was to her employer till his health had reached critical level. Because when you have sex with a succubus, your health drops.

She knocked on the mahogany door, waiting patiently till she was let in by a butler. Smiling, she took a seat and waited until she was called in. As the butler lead her to the room, she slowly undid the first two buttons, revealing most of her collarbone and a fair amount of cleavage.

 

[MasterOfWhispers]

"Ah miss fields. Mister Night would be glad to receive you now." The elderly butler called out with a pleasant bow, opening the door into the Master's nice and furnished office.

Marcus smiled as the door opened, his eyes scanning the room making sure everything was up to par. Every time he did one of these interviews it always felt like one of his earlier days working in his Father's office running mail or doing paper work and chatting up some of the other interns. Especially the more sultry red headed ones. The son of the CEO always found such girls to be especially wild with both their hands and mouths.

The expression on Marcus' face was absolutely priceless when the girl entered with her trench coat and cleavage showing and those eyes. Those eyes were absolutely gorgeous. He literally imagined what they would be like if they were dilated with lust and pleasure. Such questions would be answered soon enough.

"Come in Miss Fields. Take a seat." Marcus said his voice both even and calm. Maybe too calm. He assumed his position behind his desk sitting on that rather comfortable leather chair. "How was your trip up here. Did you find the place alright?". So far so good.

Once the formalities were on the way Marcus soon got to some of the more basic questions.
"Well Miss fields why is do you want to work here?"

 

[Ebony]

Summer entered, and the desired result of the combination of her apparel and natural appearance was met. Not only was he easy to read, but she could almost feel his eyes undressing her. She had been using all of her seductive powers in her aura to draw his lust and fantasies to her. Just her presence was enough to send any weak man into a daze, so she immediately admired this one's strength.

She sat down on the chair. "Yes, the directions were perfect." Her silky, seductive voice almost purred. She analysed his amber eyes, trying to work out what he was thinking.

She smiled at the next question. "To be honest with you, I like to please people." She let that comment hang in the air for a moment, letting him take it however he liked. She then carried on. "I also need money, and this is one of the skills I can really apply myself at."

 

[MasterOfWhispers]

He smiled all throughout the interview. Oh she knew what he wanted and from the look in her eyes he knew what she wanted as well. It took nearly all his will power to stop himself from the jumping from his end of the desk to the other side, pinning her to the ground and imploding himself into her. A myriad of thoughts and images were flowing through his mind as the wild red head spoke in that sultry and seductive voice of hers.

His will power endured in the end. After all, what good is a dance if the song reaches it's climax one minute in. No doubt though that Marcus would rush the pace but he obviously needed to remain in control. So the moment she mentioned her specific talent it was the moment he would begin his little counter attack.

"Oh you like to please people do you." He responded with the slyest of winks. "And You claim you have the skills for such things." He got up, and approached the box in the corner. The box he initially thought he would break out later.

Marcus though wasn't a naive man. Quite the opposite in fact. Oh sure when the women walked in in that tight little coat of hers his mind was clouded. However now that he had control he would shift the speed of this leaded dance of theirs into a different direction.

"Well then Miss Summers come take a look at these tools. After all a Maid should be able to use all manner of equipment, and not just have knowledge of pleasing people. No they should use certain equipment we provide here at the manor for others, and even themselves."

It was his turn to let that comment up in the air. The moment she approached the chest he opened it, revealing the tools of a maid:

Within in the box lied an assortment of toys, handcuffs, creams, rope and even certain clothes that would make the most kinkiest of person blush. Marcus' eyes gazed into the black eyes of the red head, a teasing smile gracing his face.

"Well Miss Summer, I take it you can use such tools?"