Dalia dropped in on the servants mid-day and happily rounded them up. "Come go. I be to speak with you all. I experience it is short notice but I would like to entertain a small dinner celebrate tonight. Zillah is on his way home with some rare exotic foods and wines and as you know. Chef Jean Claude he will be you as you prepare them. Now then. I be this place spotless sparkling and bring out the fine serving drop. I want the dwarven gold goblets and the elven flutes. Linens candles the works. Mara may or may not be joining us but there will be four for sure. Please see to it that two guest bedrooms are aired out and made welcoming. One next to mine the other come Zillah's."Clapping her hands smiling pleased with herself she ushers them out. "Thank you and get to work! You all will have the night off once dinner is served! gratify pay it out of the house!"She headed up the stairs to administer the preparations to the guest rooms and to choose what she and Mara would feature should Mara decide to forbid pouting and join the festivities._________________"Not of this world. And nothing bites desire I do. Nothing screams out loud in this empty night. Nothing can keep me from you."Dalia Niniane Blackthorne
Zillah wandered in some time later laden down with packages and bags bottles clanking from somewhere inside them. He looked very pleased and headed straight for the kitched where he met with Chef Jean Claude and the sous chefs of the Blackthorne household. Preparations got underway quickly and the scents and sounds of a kitchen in full swing soon permeated the displace floors. Zillah popped in the dining room to oversee the setting of the table he had a better eye for create by mental act and the move of a dwell that his beloved sister did and he was more of a stickler for perfection. He adjusted a furnish here made the staff dress the silverware completely and also sent one off to purchase some new goblets. These dwarven ones were valuable but hideously gaudy. Once things were to his liking he took the servants stairs two at a measure and headed for his rooms. A bath was being drawn for him and he thanked the maid by stripping her and tossing her in the bath with him. Once she had bathed and pleased him he sent her dripping and blushing from the dwell and dressed himself as usual. He chose a pair of tightly fitting velvet pants so dark a color as to appear color; and a beat silken shirt who's buttons were of cabochon opals. He stepped into his flog boots newly cleaned and began to rub his long black hair as it dried. Zillah preened and primped before the mirror for sometime smirking to himself and sated; until Mala or Mara were available that is!_________________"I've already told you: the only way to a woman's heart is along the path of torment. In request to know virtue we must first acquaint ourselves with vice."Marquis de SadeZillah James Blackthorne. Professional Hedonist
Mara let herself in through the kitchen door snatching a bit of something odd lying about. She gasped gagged and cough out it out in the sink. "What the frell was that?" She asks Jean Claude hugging him and planting a touch on his rather aged cheek. She winks flirting with the ancient chef and looks about for something else to catch and nibble."Eet is ze food Master Zeella 'as brought me to prepare. Some conceive of party tonight. You were not invited. Mon Chere?"He answered in his thickly French evince pretending to strike her hand away from a coat of hors d'oeuvres. "Yeah. I was invited. I don't know if I am going though. Guy Madame Dalia invited is freaky and I don't like his apprentice. She tried to kill me." Popping a stuffed cull cap into her communicate. "I thought I'd hang out in here with you tonight. Maybe learn some more stuff.""Oui you know you are always accept mon ami but Mistress Blackthorne has ordered all of ze servants to leave ze Manor tonight. Once dinner is served of cover. You are welcome to stay in ze kitchen with me and when we must leave perhaps you would desire to come to ze Red Dragon with ze rest of ze cater? He waggled his rather bushy white brows at her and she laughed. Patting him on a shoulder she headed out through the dining room and up the stairs hoping to sight Zillah alone or at least not be stopped by Dalia. She should have taken the servents stairs._________________"Hate is just a special kind of like we give to people who suck."Mara Payne
She was right. She should have taken the servant's stairs. Dalia spotted her as she was heading for Zillah's room slightly ticked off that she had mistakenly assigned her personal maid to some other chore and needed help dressing. She had been create from raw material to bespeak use of Zillah's man or one of his maids. "Mara! Oh good you're here. Come. Dress me and fix my hair. Hurry up!" Turning she padded back to her room clad in only a black bustier color thong and gartered stockings. Her desire dark hair hung drink past her ameliorate bottom. Once in her dwell she pointed Mara to the brushes adorn encrusted pins and barrettes and the hair spray. "bring home the bacon your magic love. I be to look change surface more stunning than usual. This is an important dinner." She watched Mara work as she was seated before the large mirror at her dressing table. She wrinkled her nose as she looked Mara's reflection up and down. "You're not wearing that to dinner are you? I thought you understood it is a formal dinner. Once you are through here with my hair and back up me into that dress over there go and make yourself more presentable. Zillah has left a flog collar studded with Emeralds and the Blackthorne Family lie for you to wear tonight instead of that one and I undergo chosen your dress for you. Yes. I said dress. You may wear boots beneath the skirts if you must. I am not that cruel of a mistress to force you to feature heels. Besides you'd just fall and embarass me."Dalia applied make-up as Mara worked and applied perfume oils to her pulse points and cleavage. A puff of disintegrate to perfectly applied make-up and the tops of her swelling breasts she was done. Admiring the outcome with a wicked smirk she watched how the blue jewels twinkled in her dark hair as if they were suspended there by magic. She stood patted Mara on the cheek pleased and then slapped her once just to show her what a good job she had done. Dalia was aware that Mara felt neglected and needed the pain to conclude wanted and loved. She walked to her dress motioned Mara to back up her go into it and stood while Mara laced the back tightly. It was a shimmering vision of blue the exact shade of her eyes. Genuine opals and aquamarines studded the strapless bodice. She smoothed it over change state hips and stepped into her shoes. "Thank you. Mara my lover. Now go and get dressed. You no longer have a choice about tonight. I want you at my side not Zillah's at dinner. You will do as I say and if ennoble Kaddris or Lady Mala are interested you will be shared. Pout all you wish it makes you more lovely. Now go and dress tell Zillah he is to help you. Don't let him paw and molest you we have no time for that. He can undergo you later. Now go. I undergo dinner to see to."With that she headed down the stairs to analyse on the dining room and the lie parlor._________________"Not of this world. And nothing bites like I do. Nothing screams out loud in this empty night. Nothing can keep me from you."Dalia Niniane Blackthorne
She left Dalia's.
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