A stranger in need of ... ( x Devilla-Roche)

[BlackTalon]

A dark November evening,

Everything was silent on the road, except for two bright lights that were following a way to a stressless and relaxating designation. Nothing was holding him back as he was driving along his way. The roads were plowed from the snow that was still swirling down from the sky, the nature surrounding the road gave off a peacefull white colour and was softly burried down by the snow that was still falling down. A soft music was playing from the radio inside of the car. It was as sound as the silence outside of the nature, it was playing softly down inside of the Chevrolet Mustang that was driving on the road. The tires of the car had been changed to winter tires and had chains on them to achieve a maximum friction on the road. The car wasn't driving fast, not at all, it was actually a complete opposite of what you would suspect from such a muscle car. But then, faith hit the driver of the car as suddenly smoke errupted from the hood of the car, quite a lot of smoke actually, and what followed was the sputtering of the car and the sound of an engine failing as the driver pulled the car over and exited the car to check on the engine. "Damnit" his voice said on a gentle tone as he had opened the hood, he knew how his car worked and he knew that his car had broken down on him and had abandoned him. The thoughts of the relaxating destination had already faded from his mind and all he could think about was leaving the freezing cold that the snow and the wind was bringing along with them. He quickly moved back inside of his car.

As he reached into his car, he put on a winter jacket and then grabbed his computer which was in a bag and then got out of his car, he closed the door and went to his trunk as he got out two more bags where he searched in gently and grabbed a few heatpacks which he put into the pockets of his pants and the jacket's inside pockets. Then he continued by closing his trunk and then locked his car down, putting an orange cone infront of the back of the car to indicate it was broken down. He then continued by walking up the road. The snow was bashing against his blue glasses as he kept walking forward, his smart looking but still quite handsome face accented by his quite small frame, his winded and messed up hair looked quite normal to him as he kept walking, he was wearing some fashionable clothing, a nice jeans and a blue jacket which accented his smaller body. He was a smaller man and a thin one as well but his face finally lighted up as he saw something that seemed like civilization. The big walls had to end somewhere and now he saw a gate as he ran to it with his bags, shivering slightly as the heat packs were worn out an hour ago, he ringed the bell on the gate and sighed as he awaited an answer.

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[Devilla-Roche]

Nestled between two small towns, up on a ridge, lie an enormous piece of property that had been walled at some time in the 14th century. From the main gate, a long cobble drive that meanders for about 3.7 kilometers brings one to the manor house. Simply known as “The Lace,” it too was quite large, what with its four hundred and thirty two rooms and dripping in stonework that had been laid well over one hundred years prior to Christopher Columbus discovering the Americas. It was also quite massive, since there were five towers that reached as high as seven stories.

From the main entry door, you could not even see the stone walls due to the wide expanse of land between it and The Lace. Much of the land in between was clustered with a mixture of a pine and birch forest. The green and whitish hues from both types of trees was especially beautiful under the evening’s full moon. Few people had been inside The Lace over the last couple of centuries. Folklore, which had been handed down from one generation to the next, took guesses as to the goings on inside of The Lace. Some were that the manor house was haunted, while others spoke of Thaddeus Roche, the family patriarch, who killed his wife and eleven kids with his hunting bow and arrow back in February of 1378.

The Roche family came into wealth and power because it was discovered that Thaddeus had a family lineage which was traced back to mobility. This was enough reason to insert him as an archduke for the region. With his title the king gifted Thaddeus half of the countryside. This included a large tract of land in which he could build his manor house.

Of course, with time the Roche family had subdivided and sold off much of the old estate. By the late 1800’s, when war ravaged the country and the monarchy was dissolved, the Roche family was left with the land that they own today. The two nearby towns were incorporated and with advances from the industrial age, the Roche family found themselves cloistered in their own world. A new century would bring about further changes, but some things remained the same.

Elvira Roche was born at The Lace, but eventually fled from her family to start a new life. She could not do the things that carried on within the manor walls. She could not follow in her mother’s footsteps. So, she left and it was agreed that she would never return.

Elvira’s only child, Devilla was born in 1978. As she grew older she became more inquisitive and asked questions about her grandmother, about the Roche family, and its history. Elvira told what she could remember, but sternly warned her to never go to The Lace.

When Devilla was just a mere nineteen, her mother had died suddenly. Devilla was devastated by the loss. In the wake of her mother’s death, Devilla was bequeathed a fortune in money including ownership of The Lace. Devilla travelled the world in order to forget her mother’s early demise (her mother was only forty four when she died). What she gained in her travels was a life’s worth of experience. In the process, Devilla became a woman and she never turned back.

 

[Devilla-Roche]

The Lace, however, beckoned for her. One day, she set off for the old manor house and entered. Eventually she found the writings of Thaddeus and several other subsequent family members of the Roche family. Many of the secrets of her family’s past came to light. Devilla was enthralled by much of it. So, she set out to spend her family’s fortune to repair much of the house and bring things back to what they once were. She taught herself many things within the hallowed halls of The Lace and she became quite comfortable with her new life.

The buzzer went off in the manor house…it was evening, and there was a strange young man at the main gate…Devilla could hear it….so it was no surprise to her when one of her maids, Katerina, came looking for her in such a panic…Devilla was in her bedroom suite and was in her robe, getting ready for bed….she was about to remove her makeup, when Katerina knocked on her bedroom door…with her Oscar de la Renta black velvet robe and her furry stiletto heeled slippers, Devilla made her way down The Grand Staircase and made her way to the security cameras, which were housed in a small room by the front door….there he was, a young man, with blue rimmed glasses hold a couple of back packs and waiting for someone to respond…Devilla could see that he was desperate looking and need of some sort of assistance….in order to wear him out just a bit more, she buzzed the gate to let him in….

Devilla waited for him to walk the almost four kilometers from the gate to the main door…then turned to Katerina…
“When the young gentleman knocks on the door I want you to let him in, understand?”

“Yes, Mistress, of course Mistress,” replied Katerina, sounding a bit nervous.

She continued to direct her maid…
“Then you will come fetch me. I will be in my bedroom where I will reapply my makeup and will change into something more suitable. In the meantime, I would like you to prepare some cheese and crackers for our visitor. I’m sure he might be a bit famished from his walk. Understand what I have asked of you?”

With her head down, Katerina curtsies Devilla and makes her way into the kitchen while Devilla makes her way back upstairs to her bedroom suite….

 

[BlackTalon]

As the gates buzzed and opened, the fight frown on his face dissapeared and made way for a slight smile, one that was freezing off his half-senceless face but it still was a smile. He slowly started walking again and made his way down the road, tree after tree he examined the beautifull nature as he was almost freezing to death. His hope started rising though as he saw the towering building that was way infront of him, he was half way and he could already see the immense towers from the mansion. His smile enlarged and his motivation got a little higher and so his pase rose again, walking sturdily now as he almost fastwalked to the mansion. Warmth and a good drink, that was his hope when he would get to the mansion. But then his mind spiked gently 'What if the people in here are not friendly, what if they would send me on my with nothing else than what I am already carrying?' But that thought quickly faded by his freezing body, his hope was sparkled as he started seeing more and more of the glorious large building that he was slowly approaching. After he saw that he was almost there, he started running, the cold was unbearable and his body was almost shutting down because of it. By that reason he started sprinting towards the door with his bags in hand, he seemed desperate enough that the people inside of the mansion would open up their doors and greet him with open arms. And as soon as he reached the doors of the mansion, he knocked several shacky times on the large door of the mansion. 'By the lord, please let them open up or atleast give me something warm to drink' he thought to himself as he stood infront of the door.

 

[Devilla-Roche]

Katerina opens the door and the young man with the blue rimmed glasses practically falls down in front of her...she chirps out a concerned "Oh my!" and grabs him...she removes his bags and escorts him to the great room and places him on the couch...she removes his shoes and gets a pillow behind his head...

Katerina does this all very efficiently, considering the blonde is a simpleton and is in full French maid regalia from the corset around her waist, to the high heel shoes, and the tight dress that billows out from the waist...her fluffy petticoat makes it easy for the young man to see some of Katerina's derriere, not to mention the garter belts that connect to the seamed stockings that she wears on her legs....with the apron, cap, and the black and white laced collar on her neck, she is a perfectly put together maid.....

Sounding panicked....
"I'll be right back, stay here."

As she goes up The Grand Staircase....
"Mistress! Mistress! Mistress!" as she knocks on Devilla's bedroom door...

Devilla opens the door....she is the complete opposite of Katerina as she is calm....
"Don't worry, I'm coming down. Why don't you pour our guest and myself some brandy and bring out the cheese and crackers."

Devilla, with her blonde hair up in a bun, some strips of hair falling on the sides of her beautiful face...her blue eyes are accented lovely by her eye shadow and eyeliner....her voluminous lips are frosted in a pinkish hue and she too wears a black collar, only hers is in leather...she wears a simple black dress, which is tight on her exquisitely curvaceous body...she wears her 6" stilettos on her feet and black nylon stocks run up her long legs to the dress, which is somewhat short, just above her mid thighs...she is very tall with the shoes on, as tall as some basketball players...and she walks perfectly, head up, so womanly...she is as elegant as a woman can be....

Finally, she enters the great room and sees the strange man on her couch....in a low sexy throaty voice she says...
"Welcome to The Lace. I'm Devilla Roche the owner of this estate. Welcome to my home."

She extends out her alabaster skinned hand, slightly bent, perfectly manicured with very long nails, hoping to get a light handshake from the young man, or maybe a kiss on her hand as she deserves....

 

[BlackTalon]

The man fell down as soon as the door opened up, his body failed to keep itself upright anymore because of the freezing he had to undertake to even come this far on his own without any food or beverage. His slight beard had frost signs as his hair was already almost entirely white as it was covered in snow and frost. He had been walking for a long long time and it could be seen on him, he was weared out and tired, his breathing was unstable and his body ached all over. He looked up at Katerina as she carried him to the couch and put him down comfortable, the warmth in the house was already soothening his cold body and it was already heating up it entirely. His dark blue eyes showed more liveliness in them, he was already looking around as he moved up gently, his body comforted by the heat that dwelled through the house as if a warm fire spirit was hugging his body. Then a lady appeared into the great room and he couldn't stop but stare at her. Her figure, her hair, how she walked ... It was all perfect, she was majestic and elegant and at the same time so beautiful as it could be. She talked and it was as a voice soothening into his ears, the hot soft voice resounded in his mind before he figured out what she said. "T-thank you Miss Roche, my name is Nickolas, Nickolas Termone." he looked at her hand gently and then reached for it with his own, he ducked gently to it and then kissed her hand softly, his lips were still cold but they had been warmer than before. He looked up to her "Thank you, for opening your door. I would have frozen to death if not for this beautifull building and your comforting entrance" he said with a soft gentle voice. "I would repay you but all my money is in my car that broke down miles away."

 

[Devilla-Roche]

Devilla's hand goes from his lips to one of the brandies that sit on the cocktail table in front of the couch....she picks up the other one and hands it to Nickolas.....

With a warm smile Devilla says...
"Let us not worry about petty thing such as money." ~raises her left eyebrow~ "I'm sure we can find another way for you to be given a chance to repay me in some other way for my hospitality."

Devilla turns her head and struts slowly, walking around the sofa that contains Nikolas...she then takes a sip of brandy and moans ever so lightly...

"You should have a sip of the brandy. It was made by my great grandfather and is over a hundred years old. It is most impressive I assure you. It goes down the palate with such a sweet syrupy flavor."

She takes a sip, her head back slightly, looking ever so sexy.....turning her attentions to her maid....
"Katerina, I need to go fetch Velma and have her place more wood on the fire. We can't have Nickolas catch a cold. Do this at once. Chop, chop!"

"Yes Mistress," Katerina gives Devilla a curtsey and then leaves the room at once.....the clickity-clack of Katerina's heels is all that can be heard as the sound echoes throughout the great room and the adjacent hall....

Then Devilla looks back at Nikolas and speaks with that throaty voice again...
"You should eat some cheese and some crackers, unless there is something that you desire, food-wise that is."

 

[BlackTalon]

Nickolas looked at her as her hand went over his lips and then looked at her as she fetched him the brandy, he smiled gently and nodded as he took the brandy from her hand and smelled it gently and sighed happily. He then continued to listen to her and nodded "that would be amazing Miss Devila" As he was about to sip from his brandy, he looked at her strut around the couch where he was residing in, and it stopped him from drinking... maybe even breathing for a few seconds. He smiled gently and swallowed dry air as he heard her moan so gently.

He agreed to take a sip and did so, he took a gentle sip and sighed ever so enlighted by the delightfull taste the brandy gave him as it slid down his throat in pure extecy. He smiled and nodded "Your great grandfather made some excellent brandy indeed" he said. He looked at her, taking another sip and strolled over her body with soft lingering eyes, he was amazed by her sheer sexuality and the smoothness of her tight dress across her lined body. His eyes couldn't stop lingering as she commanded her maid and then focused once more as she looked back at him. He smiled gently and shook his head "I'm not that hungry thank you, I will wait until breakfast" he said with an honest voice

 

[Devilla-Roche]

Devilla places her right foot on the cocktail table and slowly pulls up her dress...

"You'll have to excuse me."

Devilla removes the garter belt and slowly pulls up on the lace top of the black sheer stocking straightening out the seam....she also runs her left hand slowly from the back of her thigh down to her calf...

Then she blurts out in her velvety soft voice....
"It seems like every now and again, I need to straighten out my stockings. So tragic, I tell You."

Devilla reconnects her garter belt to her stockings and then slowly pulls down her dress...as she places her heeled leg back down on the floor....she smiles straight at Nickolas when suddenly....

Velma and Katerina come marching in....

 

[Devilla-Roche]

Velma is a very large woman in every way....tall, as in taller than Devilla....very muscular and strong....long jet-black hair and beautiful....she has enormous breasts and is very curvaceous....wearing nothing but a purple latex catsuit, Velma is the epitome of the virility of what it means to be a strong woman....she takes the chopped wood and throws it into the fireplace and blows on the fire to give it more air....at times Velma just grunts and once satisfied with the fire, she simply walks out of the room...

Katerina stays put with her head down as she awaits for further instruction by Devilla.....

Then Devilla turns her attention back to Nickolas....
"That's more like it. It will warm up in this room, only if there is plenty of wood on the fire."

With her hands on her sides she continues and says...
"Wait until breakfast to eat, hmm. Aren't you being somewhat presumptuous, Nickolas? I mean I had every intention of allowing you to stay, but I don't even know you. You're a stranger. You could be a cold-blooded killer even."

She snaps her fingers....Katerina responds, placing a cigarette in Devilla's hand....again, with that sexiness that just exudes from her, after Katerina lights her cigarette, the purple smoke billows in the air.....Devilla in hales and then exhales, as if relieved from something then looks back at the stranger in her house....holding the long white cigarette between her index and middle finger she holds her arm up and looks down at Nickolas and then finally says....

"So what led you to my doorstep anyway?"

 

[BlackTalon]

Nickolas at first seemed confused as she put her high heels on top of the table and then his mouth softly dropped as she slowly lifted up her dress and saw the garter belts as he swallowed air gently. He kept looking at her hands which slowly moved over her leg and teased his eyes back at the seam of the stocking was pulled decently again. He nodded quickly "I-i understand miss Roche" he said with an influenced voice. His mind was thinking of what the rest of her body would look like and how she would feel against his body. The thoughts quickly flew away as Velma and Katerina barged into the room as he quickly looked at them all as he smiled gently 'How did heaven reward me so much with a house full of hot women' he thought to himself as he looked at what Velma and Katerina were doing.

Nickolas looked back to Devilla as he smiled "mmm that would be just right" he said with a happy voice, more warmth would do his body an amazing treatment. He nodded and then looked at her "I'm sorry miss Devilla, it wasn't my intention to be presumptuous, I only assumed that when you let me in, you would atleast let me stay the night to leave after the snowstorm" he said as he looked at the ground, he looked worried that if she didn't like his answer, she might throw him out. He looked back at her and sighed gently "My car broke down several miles ago as I was driving to a resort to meet up with some friends" he said and then sighed "Until my engine broke down and I was left stranded on my own in the freezing cold, I decided to start walking until I would find a house and yours was the first thing to show up that looked like it contained people that might help me. So just in the nick of time, I arrived at your gate and finally found a place warm to help me live just another day" he said with all honesty in his voice.

 

[Devilla-Roche]

While balancing the cigarette and brandy in her left hand, Devilla places her perfectly manicured right index finger on his lips and in that unmistakable sexy voice says....
"Shhhh. That is enough. I never said I would not let you stay into the morning. Yes, of course I will. 'Tis a shame about your car problems though."

Devilla steps away and takes another drag of her cigarette and then walks over to the fireplace where she throws more than half of it into the fire than takes a sip of her brandy....her back is to Nickolas....he gets an amazing view of her incredible backside from the side of her huge breast, down her sides, which come to a very narrow waits, to her plentiful hips and derriere....all of it is package neatly in that black dress....of course her amazing legs cannot be ignored as her heels push Devilla up and into a statuesque model.....

She swiftly turns around and says to Nickolas....
"Bad habit, those cigarettes. I ought to quit." ~pauses and takes a last sip of her brandy~ "By the way, I forgive you for your presumptuousness."

Then Devilla turns to Katerina....
"Darling maid of mine. I want you to prepare Levindore for Mr. Termone. Bring his bags up and place his belongs in their proper places. Then come back down and fetch our guest. If he is too much for you, get Velma. Understand?"

Katerina says nervously....
"Yes Mistress. Anything you say Mistress."
....and grabs Nickolas' bags and the sound of the clikity-clack of her heels echoes once again....

Devilla now turns to Nickolas....
"Levindore is the name of a bedroom. All of my bedrooms have names. All related to family history and events. Levindore is in the east wing and happens to be next to my bedroom." ~ she pauses~ "I do hope you don't mind, but it is late and I must retire for the night. Katerina will make you feel comfortable, I assure you. You will see me in the morning at breakfast. Remember, anything you need, just ask Katerina. I could assign another servant to you, but they are asleep. Katerina works throughout the night."

Devilla walks away and then turns around, and says in her low throaty voice....
"Nice to have met you Nickolas."

And with that, Devilla disappears and is off to bed....

 

[BlackTalon]

Nickolas blushed gently as Devilla reached out and placed her right index finger on top of his lips and comforted him that he was to remain here for the night. He smiled gently and looked at her "Thank you miss Roche" he said as his eyes once again dropped down to her model-like body, her perfect seeming curves were attuned well by the dress and made her look ever so more tempting and sexy. His eyes weren't able to blink at all as he had his eyes locked on her entire body, they were hungrily scanning over her body and memorised every single detail about her. The way her body curved from top to bottom was almost something that could only be achieved in dirty dreams but here she was, and standing infront of him, apparently showing off her bottom or so it thus seemed. Nickolas gulped softly and smiled as his eyes travelled down her legs which were athleticly built and made to be strong and tempting, their light muscled curvings were almost luring his eyes up to see more at her derriere. Nickolas shook his head gently and then reverted his attention to her words as he smiled "Well cigarettes do seem to tempt a lot of people into keeping them around" he said with a pleased sound in his voice. "Thank you Miss Roche" he said as she had forgiven his stupid words.

Nickolas then continued to listen to the conversation, or more likely orders to Katerina from Devilla. He first didn't understand anything about the Levindore, it sounded like some sort of farmish village but then apparently his baggage was being taken there and then something weird appeared in the phrase. 'If he is too much for you?' What did she mean by that and what would happen once he got to what seemed a bigger mystery than before, this 'Levindore' sounded like something either really bad or something good. He then looked back at Devilla as she spoke with him again, he paid attention to what she said and smiled gently "That is a beautifull way of thinking about your history Miss Roche, I do not mind at all, I reached in at an incredible time and it isn't anything else but normal to retire back to your quarters." he said as he smiled "I will ask Katerina if anything would need to be done" he said with a soft smile and then looked at her leave. The only thought in his mind was right now 'What an ass', but that soon got broken off as she turned around again "Likewise Miss Roche, thank you for having me here" he said as he then looked around and waited for Katerina to arrive.

 

[Devilla-Roche]

Like the wind, Katerina makes her arrival known with the clickity-clack of her high heels...seemingly in always a panic or at least her bimbo mind, which is erratic at best, makes her wonder if she had forgotten something....

"Ah there you are. Now Mistress said that I am to escort you up to Levindore. Come now, come."

She grabs him by the arm and hurries Nicholas off the couch....and guides him up The Grand Staircase which is layered in Italian marble....

...Nickolas must be confused by the mad dash that Katerina forces him to make, but does he have a choice? Finally, they make it to Levendore....

"Now all of your clothes are in their respective drawers and the fire has been started. There is more wood over there. ~points toward the wood pile~ Oh, and there is an extra comforter in the closet. I will be around if you need me. Just ring the little bell on the table by the lamp."

With that Karina curtsies Nicholas and sashays out the door, closing it behind her and leaving Nicholas by himself...

 

[BlackTalon]

Nickolas smiled gently and looked at the direction of which the sound of Katarina's click-clacking was originating from. He looked at her as she approached her "Yes here I a..." he didn't get to finish his sentence because of her frantic behaviour and pushy intention. He followed her quickly as he had gotten grabbed by the arm and guided through the large main hall. He then got led towards Levendore and smiled "Wow it looks amazing" he said as he eyed all over the room, never having seen such gorgeous interior in a single room before.

His mind stopped dwelling and looked at Katarina as she started saying what was where and how to summon her. Nickolas smiled gently and nodded "Thank you Katarina" he said as he looked at her leave. He then looked around the room and dropped down onto his bed, smiling gently as he sighed and looked to the skyroof of the bed. He turned over as if he was a little kid and then sighed once more "This is an amazing room" he then went to the little bell and rang it once, he then awaited for Katarina to arrive. "Katarina, do you mind getting me another glass of that delicious Brandy please, It would be an amazing drink to go to bed with." he said as he gently smiled and awaited her action.

 

[Devilla-Roche]

While attending to other things, the little bell rang...Devilla knew that Katerina had excellent hearing and trained her well to listen for it and respond....so in a matter of moments she ran down to Levindore and open the door, seeing Nickolas on the bed....

His request for a did not seem unreasonable....so, she of course fulfilled his request and that is what she was trained to do....if Nickolas wanted to kiss the lovely maid, she would have no choice but to accept his kiss, because that is what she was trained to do...even if he were to force himself on her she would have to let him, because that is what she was trained to do....

Then again there are rules in The Lace, rules that Nicholas is unaware of...Katerina is the property of Devilla Roche, and as such she should be used in respectful ways, that is why the request for some brandy does not make Devilla herself think anything yet, but in her suite next door, she is watching, always watching....

And, little does Nicholas know that the lovely Katerina wears a chastity belt....her breasts are even locked away in the confines of a very tight corset...even her heels are locked onto her feel (and Devilla is the one who holds the keys to these locking mechanisms)...the only two orifices that can be taken advantage of are her mouth and her sweet rosebud...

Dashing back into Levindore in a hurry, her dress and it's petticoat swishing back and forth, Katerina holds out the small silver plate and offers him the brandy in its crystal glass...

As Nicholas takes his drink Katerina dips down, and curtsies....
"Will that be all Mr. Nickolas?"

 

[BlackTalon]

Nickolas smiled and looked at her as she ran out of the room to accomplish his request. Not long after she had left did she return to the room with the crystaline glass which contained the aged and well-made brandy which he loved. He smiled gently and took the glass from the plate gently and sipped from it "If it isn't too much to ask..." he said as he sighed "My back and legs are hurting from the long walk and carrying my stuff, would mind if..." he said as he looked up at her "Would you be able to give me a good massage?" he asked her with a gentle smile, he didn't look all too confident as he was doubting if she would actually do it, ofcourse this was because he didn't know if she would do as he asked. Nickolas was quite nervous actually, his hand moved up to his hair and moved through it in nervosity, his eyes were all over the place. They were looking at everything but Katarina, ofcourse this was because he was still a virgin and was nervous around women.

 

[Devilla-Roche]

Katerina had gone through a lot to be the kind of servant that she was - a faithful one....she hand gone through many lashings, had been hogtied, had been flogged at the hands of Ms. Devilla Roche...the secrets of the Roche family were in Devilla's blood, and she knew how to completely dominate another soul...to the point that she owned them and had them completely under her control...

Implicit in the word guest was to treat them as Devilla should be treated....that is why, when Nickolas was so bold as to ask Katerina for a massage she complied and started by bending forward and removing his pants...then she got up and slowly removed his coat and the layers beneath until she removed his shirt....there he sat on the edge of the bed in only his underwear as the maid neatly folded and set aside all of his clothes....

Back on the floor, Katerina sat on her knees and began with his legs.....

In her soft, feminine voice she chirped...
"You have very smooth legs for a man. They feel...."
...she stopped herself ~ she too a bit nervous now~ and kept rubbing and kneading at his feet, working her way up to his calves....

 

[BlackTalon]

Nickolas smiled gently and looked at her as she then bent forward and got a lot closer to him and as she did, he could smell her soft fragnance that floated of her body into the air surrounding them, as to which he blushed gently and looked away. He then was undressed slowly into his underwear which made him blush even more. He was not muscular at all but the thing was worthy of noticing, his manhood that was showing gently in the loose boxers, which was of noteworthy size if not big for his frame. He smiled gently and then looked at her as she sat on her knees and began massaging his legs. He moaned gently by the excitement it gave him and the relaxation it passed onto him. "Thank you Katarina" he looked at her "Please continue, finish the sentence" he said as he looked at her work her way up to his calves and seemed to be enjoying it as well.

 

[Devilla-Roche]

Embarrassed at what she was thinking she continued at his prompting...
"They feel like women's legs." ~in a desperate tone~ "But, please don't take that the wrong way. I didn't mean for it to be an insult Mr. Nicholas, I swear."

Katerina watched as his cock grew larger and larger and, as she began massaging his thighs, it poked out from the slit in the boxers...her eyes grew wide and she found herself mesmerized by its girth and length...it was enough to slow down her movements as she appeared to be like a deer in headlights....

 

[BlackTalon]

Nickolas chuckled lightly of what she said "I know, I've heard that quite often before, I don't take it as an insult Katerina, don't worry about it" he said as he looked at her and then his mind started getting clouded with fantasies of him and her on top of this bed. Without himself knowing, his manhood started rising and rising in his boxers, even big enough to slip from slit of the boxers out into plain sight. He had closed his eyes as the massage was that good and was releaving himself of his stress that the former hours had brought upon him. He sighed releaved, not even with the slightest idea of what was happening in his lower body.

His mind was still clouded with the thoughts of undressing himself and then undressing Katerina on the bed and then he would start lowering himself and please her. But then he opened his eyes to look at Katerina and his own eyes widened from the sight. "I-I'm sorry ..." he said as he slipped it back into his boxers and then looked at her "Euhm I think ... I think ... I think it should be best for me to retire to my bed and go to s-sleep" he said as he got up and escorted her to the exit of the room. He sighed gently "I-I'm ... sorry..." he said before closing the door and then went to his bed and snuck into it as he closed his eyes and sighed "I fucked that up" he said to himself softly before trying to get some sleep.

 

[Devilla-Roche]

Although Devilla is relieved that Nickolas had done the right thing and had not taken advantage of her maid, she almost wished he had....it would have given her more of reason to abduct Nickolas and hold him against her will....

No matter, Devilla would still get a good night's rest....

4 o'clock in the morning.....

Velma enters Levindore and quietly makes her way to Nickolas' bedside....she pulls out the handkerchief from one pocket and from the other is the vial of chloroform...Velma carefully pours it into the handkerchief and quickly places it over Nickolas' nose and mouth...he struggles for a moment in the darkness, but Velma's strength is too powerful to overcome....he passes out and will be unconscious for a few hours.....

7 o'clock in the morning....

Nicholas finds himself in a canvas straight jacket and straight jacket pants....his mouth is ball gagged...he has a canvas hood on his head...he cannot move his neck since it is encased in a leather neck corset....he has been seated on an adult high chair...he is immobile....the tray helps to keep his body secured in the gigantic high chair....he sits in the kitchen and waits....

Suddenly the sound of heels....this time Devilla looks different...she has shed the dress for latex cat suit, similar to Velma's only Devilla has a tight corset on and is wearing a long sable fur coat....she now wears black platform heels, about 9" high and seems to be as tall as Velma now....

Devilla approaches Nicholas and speaks in her low throaty voice and, with an evil smile says....
"Is Nickolas ready for his breakfast? Move your eyes up and down for a yes or back and forth for no."

 

[BlackTalon]

Nickolas had been sleeping gently before all this. In his unsuspecting dreaming state, he had no means of retaliation against the big woman, not even in his awake state would he ever be able to resist against her move. Nickolas' eyes sprang wide open and he started struggling as Velma suddenly put the kerchief over his mouth and started submitting his body to the chloroform. After a couple of moments, Nickolas' struggles lessened rapidly as he passed out and remained in that state for the remaining three hours. Then he started to wake up and not in the gentlest of ways, his body shook in panic as he woke up and started struggling, he kept trying to move his arms but they were held down tightly by the straight jacket and he started shouting but the only thing that was heard was a loud "mmmmmmm!" coming from his as the ballgag prohibited him of his speech.

Nickolas heard the sound of high heels and then looked at Devilla, as she was in his sight, with fear written all over his face. He could see how she had changed by her bodysuit and the evil smile on her face. His eyes went up and down as he skimmed over her body, which also was an honest answer to her question in one go as he was hungry for breakfast. Also he wanted to know what in heavens name was happening to him as he was now tied down in the straight jacket and sitting up high in the adult high chair. He looked at Devilla at all times and mumbled through the ball "Wm...Wmhy?" he got out from between the thick ball in his mouth.

 

[Devilla-Roche]

Velma and Katerina walk in, Velma stand behind Nicholas and Katerina takes up a position by the kitchen island....

In a very serious tone, Devilla answers him with the following...
"I ask but a simple question and you must be disobedient and ask me why are you in this predicament? Tsk, Tsk."

Devilla grabs the tray on the high chair and as Velma holds the chair from the back she pushes it in further ~click, click, click~ and it pushes deep into the pit of Nickolas' diaphragm....it is somewhat painful and makes his breathing shallower...

Devilla lets go of the tray and begins to pace back and forth around the kitchen and attempts to answer Nickolas' question....

"Long ago, my family got into many things here at The Lace. Witchcraft was one of them. At the same time, they came to enjoy the sexual proclivities of humiliation and pain. For all I know, they may have invented the lifestyle called BDSM. You know what that stands for? ~she looks at him straight in the eyes~ It stands for bondage and discipline, sadism and masochism. Bondage like you are in this high chair now, unable to move. Discipline. Because I'm going to train you to be a slave that does what I say. Sadism, my enjoyment of seeing you in pain and humiliation. Masochism, your eventual enjoyment of pain and humiliation that I inflict upon you."

Devilla looks back at Katerina.....
"Katerina darling, please make that wonderful maple oatmeal of yours. Our guest is now hungry."

Then Devilla turns back to Nicholas....
"In case your wondering, I had two of my girls go out and find your car. It was brought back here to The Lace. They have it in the garage and are dismantling it into a thousand pieces. At my orders, of course. Now, if anyone searches for you, they will never find you or your car."

Devilla pauses...
"I'm so glad you can stay for a while. We've changed your room. We have a place for you down in the dungeon. You'll get to see that soon. Take a look around you, in this nice warm house because after breakfast you will not be back for some time. You, Nicholas Termone will have to earn this house. Just the way Velma and Katerina earned their places in my household. Now, I'm going to ask again. Are you ready for breakfast? Answer me with your eyes, please."

 

[BlackTalon]

Nicholas looked at Velma and Katerina walk into the room and appeared to be screaming through the ballgag, the only sound that resided through it though was a muffled sound. He then contined to look at Devilla as she said to punish him for his disobedience and then he felt it. The pain that started when the tray started pushing against his diaphragm which started to harden his breathing and make it even more uncomfortable for him. He looked at Devilla as she started explaining and then his eyes spiked even more open as she explained her family history. Thoughts flew through his mind 'BDSM .... Sadism .... Masochism ....' it all felt like a nightmare of which he would soon wake up from but the sharp pain from his diaphragm told him that this was real and that he was infact now her slave. Then another explaination came and what he heard now made him struggle against his bindings, more muffled yells came from his mouth as he apparently was angry 'Not my car!' yelled through his mind. Then his eyes lost hope 'A dungeon ... A real dungeon' is what he thought and it was clear to him now that he was delivered entirely to her will, he moved his eyes up and down as he looked at Devilla, signing clearly that he was ready to eat. Because else the pain wouldn't stop and what else could he do but accept what she had delivered upon him.