The Dark Masion

A little after 10 am Halloween morning

  It was Halloween morning, Lola started to wake up. Her room was dark as night in which she loved so much. She waved her hand slowly at the first set of black curtains opening them up, her second set were purple so the room now had a purple tint to it. She could hear a set of pumps coming down the hall and to the door of her room, Camille thought, what a lovely surprise. She let her knock on the door, waving her hand to open it. She let Camille in, she was in a pair of black pumps, jeans leggings and a black V-neck long sleeve shirt. Another surprise was the tray she held in her hands, “Your majesty we have a full crowd out at the front gate already this morning,” Camille said as she placed the tray down next to her bed, and opened Lola’s bed curtains then going back to the tray that had a large mug of espresso, what seemed to be one of Lola’s morning power bars, a banana and a large silver flask. Lola rolled over to her side moving her pillow under her arm for support and placing her hand under her head, “what a nice surprise, and what is the occasion to this loving wake up call?” a beautiful smile came across Lola’s face one that Camille has not seen in a long time or maybe even ever, was she really smiling out of gratitude Camille thought, she shook the thought out of her head and picked up the flask, “I see your stress your majesty,” and taking a page right out of Derek's book she said “you have given us life, in some ways we are still connected.” Lola knew where that came from instantly and knew she had been talking to Derek, how much Camille knew Lola did not know she would let her tell her, she did not feel the same connection as they felt towards her, at least not with Camille like she did with Derek.

 “Indeed we are sweet Camille,” She sat up and brought her legs around to the edge of the bed letting the sheet fall off her naked body, “So what do you have for me this morning?” 

 Camille smiled and opened the flask pouring in what looked like brown liquor, “I have for you a triple shot espresso, with a shot of Kahlua.” She picked up the mug and handed it to Lola, “one of your lovely power bars and a banana for protein. The crowd out there seems very excited to meet us my queen, I just thought you would like to cut this out of your morning so you could get dressed without the rush.”

  Lola lifted one perfect eyebrow and looked at Camille, “You know the people of this time have no clue what you are wearing” Camille looked down at herself then up at Lola with a apologetic look, “I like it,” she placed the coffee mug down on the table getting up and walking over to her closet, her room was fairly large, modern and did not hold much in it, she had a large nineteenth Century Anglo Indian Four Poster Bed, made of a exceptional black oak, made for her by the Queen of England's guards after she took care of a man they called “Jack the Ripper” for her, It went with a matching bedside table. On the other side of the room next to her closet sat a large 3 way mirror she used regularly to check her outfits. She was now in her walk-in closet pushing through clothes until she found a deep red sexy red mermaid lace applique evening dress with long sleeves. She came out of the closet with underwear on now, throwing the hanger to side of the room and going to stand in front of the mirror, she pulled the dress over her hips and pulling her arms though the sleeves, she held her hand over her back close to the zipper, soon it started to pull up by itself. “How do I look little one?” Lola did a quick turn in the mirror then looked over at Camille. 

 “Beautiful my Queen,” she bowed her head then started walking to the door, “Camille,” Lola was turned away looking at the mirror she then looked over her shoulder at Camille, who stepped in the doorway then slowly turned around, “yes your majesty?”

 “Thank you” Lola said as she started to walk into her bathroom. A Bright smile came across Camille's face, “My pleasure,” as she turned to walk out the door. Lola could tell, she knew everything, and she was buttering her up for something, or maybe nothing at all. Lola, standing in front of her bathroom vanity, didn't know if she should put her guard up and just go with the ride, or stop the ride in its tracks before it gets out of hand. She shook the memories of her and Derek out of her head and began to get ready for the day and night ahead of her, the manor needed to be recharged after the transportation spell and the screams of the good living souls was the only way to do it. She ran her bush through her hair a few times, brushed her teeth, then looked through her closet for the perfect set of heels, after looking for almost 10 minutes she decided on a pair of black round closed toe stiletto high heels with an ankle strap. When she was done she stepped out of her room, walked down the hall passed Derek and Camille’s room and to her office.

 Once the door to her office was open, she could hear the crowd murmuring outside the large iron gates that went around the manor, she walked over to the still open window from last night and looked out to see a fairly large number of people standing outside of the gates. She moved her way over to the window and looked out to the people of Plainfield, once they saw her in the window the crowd started to get quiet. Camille and Derek walked into the room as Lola walked over to her wide double doors that lead to a balcony, Derek walked up behind and stood to her right. He looked amazingly handsome today, he was wearing his black leather scritto’s and his navy blue Italian Jetsetter suit made out of wool, he looked like her bodyguard, “The freaks are ready my queen.” 

  “Good,” Lola said as she pulled the doors open, Camille walked up behind her and stood to her left side. Lola walked out onto the balcony and stood there for a moment with her demons on either side of her. The crowd started to get quiet, but not quiet enough, Lola thought as she began to wave to everyone, sending out a claim and relaxing aura. The murmuring turned into a whisper then nothing at all, Lola was able to project her voice now without disturbance, “Good morning people of Plainfield! I know our sudden appearance is alarming, with a Manor such as ours popping up overnight, with a large gate you would think it almost impossible! But that is what we are here for tonight! To show you that the impossible is indeed possible! Please join us tonight for a spectacular show of fear, excitement, freak's, a haunted house party you have never experienced before in your life! Our gates will be opening at five-thirty sharp!” the crowd began to grow again with excitement.

 “Uh excuse me Ma'am,” a sheriff started to push his way around the crowd and to the front of the gates. He was tall and slender, but was built like a football player, he had emerald green eyes and sandy brown hair.

 “Yes officer,” Lola said as she clicked the bottom of her heel onto the balcony, a set of stars dropped down in front of the main entrance of the manor, she made her way down them as the officer continued, Derek and Camille stayed in place.

 “Sheriff Upchurch, You are new to these parts so you wouldn't know that we have a curfew around here that starts at six o'clock, anyone outside of their homes after said time will be arrested,” the crowd went quite again as the sheriff went on, “we have these rules in place so no one one gets hurt.”

 Lola looked at the crowd, disappointment was what she could feel from them as the sheriff tried to scare them away, she walked down the pathway and to the sheriff who was on the other side of the gate, hoping she could persuade him with her sweet words or if she had to use her powers to get what she wanted. “We have large strong gates to protect those who will show up from any harm. Anyone foolish enough to hurt anyone in this manor with my darling freaks around, would be apprehended and taken care of swiftly and efficiently.” Lola snapped her fingers and the front door of the manor swung open and out came the freaks, a two headed woman with one body, a man who was known to be a “living skeleton” he was five foot six and weighed the size of a young girl at forty-three pounds, a woman born without any legs who was marvelous on the trapeze, a man who had two faces, another woman they called “the turtle girl” aside from her small size she was notable for her short arms and unusual feet, another girl who was known as “camel girl” who could bend her knees backwards, another boy came out with conjoined toes and fingers, which made them look like claws, he was called “lobster boy”, and one clown that stood out from all the rest with a creepy face mask covering his deformed face. The crowd went wild with excitement as the freaks put on a little show walking around the yard saying hi to the children and adults, handing out candy and balloons. 

 “The law is the law ma’am, I'm doing my job by protecting these folks. There is a curfew and it starts at six o'clock,” The sheriff raised his voice at the last part so the people could hear, Lola put her arm through the gate and set it on his solder, “everything will be alright,” she said to him and looked deep into his eyes, the reaction she got was one she was not expecting and he shrugged her hand off his shoulder, “law is law, six o'clock.” he said as he backed out of the crowd and to his curser. She was left in wonder as to why her powers did not work on him. She was lost in herself for a moment as she stayed in the same spot watching the sheriff drive away. 

  She jumped, startled as Derek came up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder, “my queen are you alright?” she looked over her shoulder at him, she placed a hand over his, “I'm fine, thank you” she said as she rubbed his hand slightly then moved away and addressed the crowd again, “Tonight will be a night full of wonder and magic. You are all free to come without fear of being hurt, we will have guards at the gate when they open to make you feel more at peace, Please if you are too afraid to come because you believe you will be punished and arrested, then do not come, this is not the place for you.” Lola left it at that, she snapped her fingers and the freaks looked up at her, then as if she was in their mind, started to walk to the house and go inside, Derek and Lola following close behind.

“The dark soul was out there my queen. I could feel him, very faint but I could feel him out there watching the crowd.” Camille came to her as she walked up the stars to her balcony, she waved her hand and the stars started to come up. Lola placed a hand on Camille's shoulders, “good, I’m sure he will be in here tonight. If you wish, you can leave the manor to go follow him and draw his attention to the definiteness of coming here.” Camille nodded her head to a yes and left the office. Lola sat at her desk, crossed her legs and placed her lased hands under her chin to think.

 “What is it my queen? What is bothering you?” Derek walked over to his queen, standing behind her he began to rub her shoulders and kiss the nape of her neck.

 “She knows, Camille, she knows everything, I'm sure of it,” she didn't know if she wanted to pull away from him or just fall back into his arms.

 “Yes my queen she knows.” Derek said, his hands slid down the front of her dress and cupped her beast, rolling her n****e between his middle and index finger.

 “And she is ok with this? Why does it seem she is buttering me up for something? Is she mad and thinks she can kill me,” Lola chuckled “Loki would not allow such a thing and would destroy her, but at the same time she would be the first and in doing so would be doing me a huge favor.”

 “No my queen, you need to let her in as you let me in, she knows it all, has seen it all and is connected to you, just not as deep as I am. She has seen your pain, and as the woman who brought life to us, is loyal to you as I am.” Derek continued to rub on her n****e as he moved his way to the side of her neck, she let a moan of pleasure escape her lips. Derek then turned the chair to face him, he gave her a wicked smile as she pulled the buckle of his belt open, unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his zipper, she pulled out his shaft and began to kiss and play with it, “Oh my Queen,” Derek said as he let out his own moan of pleasure, he ran his fingers through her hair, gripping onto the back of her head as she started to bob on his shaft. He then pulled her off of him, lifted her out of her seat, kicked the chair away and placed her on the desk. He pushed her back slightly, lifted up her dress and ripped her underwear off, knowing that was his queen's biggest turn on, being wild, dominant, yet gentle to the touch with her. He went under her dress and let his tongue play with her sensitive spot, she let out another moan of pleasure, louder this time, she placed her hand on the back of his head running her fingers through his hair as he continued. She left herself open for him, not only her body but her mind and soul. He pulled away and came out from under her dress, held her legs open then slid his way into her. They were now one, his mind and soul joined with hers, she could see everything in his mind and he could see what she wanted to let him see in hers. One day he hoped she would let him into the deepest part of her mind, until then he enjoyed the passion she shared with him now. It was different from anything he had with Camille, he did love her and it was a guilt he felt, but for only a slight moment, his love for his queen and the need to please her and keep her happy was stronger.