The Mansion on the Moor (Vala the Beguiled & Fadereaper)
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				Title: <strong>The Mansion on the Moor (Vala the Beguiled &amp; Fadereaper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vala the Beguiled</strong> on <strong>18-03-2016, 19:16:38</strong>
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				In the autumn of the year, amid the soundless and dreary tracts of country, a traveller might come upon the great mansion and speak of a sense of pervading malice that lurked about the high walls. The piercing eye-like windows in the black featureless walls convey a strong sense of dread to those that fall beneath their gaze. Amid the ghastly white trunks of decaying trees, the great mansion of the D’Arbeath family stood alone and dark against the sky. The discoloration of the walls has been great and minute fungi spread across the whole exterior, hanging in webs from the eaves. But the house was intact and no portion of the masonry appeared to be in disrepair. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; (http://palarisme.ro/images/carti/cosmarul/38418-Haunted-Castle.jpg)<br><br>When the current master’s great-grandfather drove the peasants from the land, the family property that spanned for over ten miles in all directions fell into fallow moorland. The family came to live on in relative isolation, occasionally leaving to travel to the market towns. In the taprooms and dram shops there were rumours that an adventurer had been paid to bring back living, drugged cargo, animals perhaps from faraway lands. <br><br>A tradesman from the distant town of Cruithne, on unloading his charges inside the nearby stables, found what could only be iron shackles affixed to posts at several places within the enclosure. On alighting, he hesitated on the brink of a deep and precipitous tarn and looked towards the two fields, one with crops and one containing pigs. As he hurried to leave, the great scarecrow, that he had previously felt was too lifelike, loomed up over him, appearing to stare menacingly down upon him. As he was to relate later, while in his cups, he turned to hurry towards his horse to be away. Before leaving the scene however, his eyes affixed upon the horrific figure’s right hand. Clasped in the outstretched claw were a pair of tiny, shear black satin panties that fluttered in the wind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mansion on the Moor (Vala the Beguiled &amp; Fadereaper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fadereaper</strong> on <strong>26-03-2016, 07:30:57</strong>
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				This was home of the D'Arbeath family, a prestigious family with a history wrought in intrigue and drama.&nbsp; It had been the center of many a tale, and many a myth about the different members of this rather inclusive family.&nbsp; Truly, the only people permitted to enter it after its isolation and the removal of the peasantry, were invited guests, staff, and various other creatures that they purchased for their own needs or wants.&nbsp; This was the family, that called this moor home, a dark house in a dark landscape to be certain.&nbsp; The house at this point, was occupied by a large family of various brothers and sisters, and their parents of course as the heads of the household.<br><br>In addition to the actual residents, it was also well equipped with many female staff, all dressed in rather iconic maid outfits.&nbsp; As for the rest of the denizens, they did have their odd pets that their individual owners kept well taken care of and restrained, unless needing them of course!&nbsp; The only other people to visit the manor, were guests of this abysmal place, and one would have to question just what kind of people, or creatures perhaps, would even desire to venture into this home.<br><br>This however, was not where the list of occupants ended, only where the living occupants did.&nbsp; This house, one wrought with drama, has had many people perish within its walls.&nbsp; Some of them, never actually left.&nbsp; To this day, some of the elder members of this noble family still peruse the halls, with various desires to pursue and shenanigans to commit.&nbsp; <br><br>It was in this family, that this tale was about, and the many female serving girls they employ.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mansion on the Moor (Vala the Beguiled &amp; Fadereaper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vala the Beguiled</strong> on <strong>26-03-2016, 23:23:07</strong>
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				Within the vast corridors of the mansion interior, all was quiet save the click-click-click of high-heels upon the polished floor from somewhere close-by. Then, round the corner came Makiko, the tall willowy maid as she walked purposefully with her tray. The bobbing of her short black skirt with its lacy petticoats occasionally gave a glimpse of the stocking-tops of her fishnet stockings and the pale garter she wore around her right thigh. The short black dress with its puffed sleeves was however suitably short and she wore a crisp white cap on her beautifully coifed hair. As she entered the servants hall she found only Liesl as it was still very early in the morning. Makiko stood, tall and statuesque, her long shapely legs together and her tray held one-handed before her. <br><br>Liesl looked up as the tall Asian girl entered. She was also quite tall but was plumper (some would say hefty) and her bottom was rather large, although this made her very popular with some within the family. She also wore her short black maid's dress with its puffed up petticoats over sheer black stockings and suspenders and her high black heels. Her blonde hair was tied back in a long braid and, as she bent over to take up a teacup and saucer with a milk jug, Makiko saw her skirt rise to reveal her small white panties. The dresses did not conceal the maids' modesty but Makiko was surprised to see that Liesl still wore flimsy panties instead of a G-string. She had heard that one of the young masters, on seeing the panties Liesl favoured, had stripped her almost completely naked save for her stockings, suspenders and the offending panties, and, with the aid of his sister suspended her by the back of her knickers from a coat hook. Makiko had only heard of this later but apparently the members of the family that were there found great merriment in this as the generously proportioned maid struggled. <br><br>Liesl placed the teacup, milk jug, sugar bowl and teapot atop the tray just as one of the servant bells rang. Both looked up to see which of the many family members was summoning a maid's service.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mansion on the Moor (Vala the Beguiled &amp; Fadereaper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fadereaper</strong> on <strong>28-03-2016, 07:48:43</strong>
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				Dressed in a black vest trimmed and designed in ornate gold designs and buttons, snugly fitted over his white button up shirt, one of the sons of the family was already up and about.&nbsp; Callin had a spot around as a younger member of the family tree with his age of 21, and a head of hair colored the rather iconic black of his noble family, one of the true purebloods of the D'Arbeath family.&nbsp; His raven black hair, was kept nicely trimmed and tidy, combed forward to rise only at his finely kept bangs.&nbsp; He also had a pair of crystal blue eyes, just as his father Arthur had.&nbsp; In terms of build, he was more modest than some of his brothers, with a lean build toned gently with physical activity such as sword play which he adored, and standing at a modest 5"8 in height.&nbsp; He was, by comparison to some of his more brawny brothers, smaller.<br><br>It was Callin who had picked up the silver bell placed on the large table in the middle of the room, gave the bell a gentle couple of shakes before obliging himself to a seat at the large furnishing.&nbsp; Looking up at the pair of maids, his soft lips curling into a small smile as he watched both of the maids regard the young man motioned with a swaying of his hand before verbally recognizing which one of the two he desired the services of.&nbsp; <br><br>"Makiko, it would please me if you would bring what you have gathered there over here.&nbsp; I am quite in need of some nourishment, so please, make it quick."&nbsp; He said as he settled into his chair, back straight, sitting with proper posture of course, as if he was bred to do anything else.&nbsp; Despite the age of this man, he was not afraid of being stern when necessary to the staff, definitely more slow to anger and displeasure than some of his other siblings, but he was always trying to prove that he could be stern and worthy of his family's name, able to keep up with the antics that his family was famous for.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mansion on the Moor (Vala the Beguiled &amp; Fadereaper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vala the Beguiled</strong> on <strong>28-03-2016, 21:21:37</strong>
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				Casting a sideways glance towards Liesl, Makiko walked smartly towards him. Halting by his side she unloaded her tray onto the small teakwood table, the teapot first. Raising her eyes towards him she whispered, "milk or lemon?" From where he sat, Callin could see the lace stocking-tops beneath the maid's ruffled petticoats. Breathing in, he caught the perfumed scent of her as she performed his bidding. <br><br>As Makiko was leaning over him, Callin could see Liesl busying herself about the room, dusting the surfaces and tidying the furnishings. She was careful as she worked not to bend too far forward.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mansion on the Moor (Vala the Beguiled &amp; Fadereaper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fadereaper</strong> on <strong>29-03-2016, 22:51:10</strong>
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				Callin smiled as he watched Makiko walk up to him, watching her move, the motion of her body in fine detail was she finally arrived at his table.&nbsp; Makiko was always one of his favorites, one he spent much of his time frequently requesting the services of, and consequently, he was one that disciplined her often, being the one who most frequently was serviced by her as a maid.&nbsp; "Hmmmmm, I think I will just stick with milk this morning Makiko, yes you had best just make it milk."&nbsp; He said as he caught the scent of her perfume, his senses of being a werewolf picking it up at an amplified level.&nbsp; He watched as behind her, Liesl had been busying herself working to dust the room.<br><br>A smile on his face as he couldn't help but notice, she was trying to keep herself from bending too far forward.&nbsp; He suspected, that with a previous encounter from having her undergarments ridiculed, she was trying to hide something.&nbsp; He thought it might due to embarrass her in her attempt to hide it, if he could make use of the short skirts all the girls wore.&nbsp; Once more, his bell rang, but this time for Liesl.&nbsp; "Liesl, please, present yourself to me.&nbsp; I have a request of you, personally."<br><br>He said with a smile as he would add to this, by clarifying what it was he wanted in a loud voice.&nbsp; "I think it would only be proper respect to me, as a servant of my family, to offer me a curtsy in respect."&nbsp; He said with a smile, he was hoping that it would offer him a flash of her undergarments.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mansion on the Moor (Vala the Beguiled &amp; Fadereaper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vala the Beguiled</strong> on <strong>30-03-2016, 00:01:49</strong>
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				Makiko neatly moved the milk jug and sugar bowl in preparing his tea. She did this with practised ease, like she had done so many times before. He had many times had her perform such tasks, her delightful presence greatly pleasing him. Primly she bent at the hips showing a glimpse of garter as she handed him the cup on its saucer with a whispered, “Please.” She tilted her head submissively to one side and smiled as he took it. His heightened senses swam so close as he was to the pretty maid, the hiss of the satin skirt as it brushed his shoulder caused him to look round in time to see a generous expanse of thigh beneath the petticoats and above the stocking-tops. <br><br>There was nothing frumpy about Liesl’s underwear. Her panties were flimsy and sheer, clinging snugly to the broad flanks. Rather, Callin knew, his older brother had merely selected them as a pretence for mistreating the maid. Liesl approached Callin slowly with a look of resignation, curtsying deeply, while holding her skirt hem daintily. Her white panties, suspenders an the tops of her black stockings came into view. She had good strong legs in her sheer black stockings and stood tall and straight, her hands clasped over her apron. <br><br>In another wing of the house, the head maid Reepa hurried out of her room, adjusting her white lace cap. Reepa was older than the other maids and had been permitted to wear a more modest uniform with a longer skirt. It was however, very tight and she was still required to wear the exotic lingerie beneath.<br><br>(http://images.buycostumes.com/mgen/keep-it-clean-sexy-plus-size-maid-dress-bc-806249a.jpg?zm=1600,1600,1,0,0)<br><br>Reepa however had not been made aware that her exceptional situation was in itself a ploy for the enjoyment of certain members of the household. A mature maid that carried herself with such dignity was certainly appealing to those that would dream of placing her over a much younger man’s knee awaiting the raising of her skirt. For many months now she had been working in the house organising the maids, little knowing that she was being watched by some of the young masters of the house that desired to take liberties with her shapely body. On the first landing, Reepa, sure she heard a noise, turned sharply to look behind her. A door shut suddenly. She thought better of calling out “who’s there”, and hurried on.
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