The Blue Room

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--- Part 1 ---

Deep in the heart of London a ball was being held within the confines of Lord Abernathy royal residence. It was a common custom to celebrate the New Year with such a fashion. Inviting all the nobles and people of prominence to the Lord's house for a feast and party. Where would sixteenth century England be without such things?

Meredith sat idly by as she watched her father talk with a local magistrate from Paris, her long blue gown clinging tightly to her body. The party was quite interesting, with all the delicacies and colors it provided, but at the same time it was a place of exquisite business. Sighing deeply to herself, Meredith wanted to enjoy her night out but she knew no one of importance to parley with. Alas, it would have to wait until her father's business was over.

"My lady, why is such a fine young woman sitting by herself," said a proper-sounding voice.

Without looking over, Meredith replied. "My father is busy with work, it would not be proper."

"With all due respect," leaning into Meredith's view, the man smiled. "I insist that you have fun."

Meredith looked up into the eyes of Lord Abernathy, a tall, finely crafted Englishman with long, curled brown hair. "I am sorry my lord, I meant no disrespect." Smiling through her embarrassment, Meredith averted her eyes.

Lord Abernathy stared at the young woman, the ends of his lips folding up into a wide, jovial smile. "It is quite alright my dear. When I throw these parties, I expect all my guests to enjoy themselves, daughters of busy and industrious men included."

"Yes, of course," Meredith said. "It is an excellent party my lord. Your house is extremely fine."

"That it is, but I believe someone of your refinement would find a more appropriate area of pleasurable-reconnoitering in the Blue Room."

"The Blue Room?" Meredith said curiously.

"Oh yes, it is even more spectacular than this party." Lord Abernathy clapped his hands. From behind a small, ornately carved cupboard, a short man appeared.

"You called my lord," the short man said with a dull sounding voice.

Lord Abernathy smiled down at the young woman as he spoke to the butler, "Yes Wainwright, please take Ms. Smyth to the Blue Room."

"As you wish my lord," he said with a nod. "My lady, please follow closely."

Meredith looked over at her father, who had been parted from the French businessman and was now intently discussing something with a Turk. She sighed before smiling and turning to Wainwright. "Thank you Lord Abernathy."

"Do not thank me my dear, enjoy yourself."

Meredith stood and followed the short butler out of the room, her blue and white dress flowing along with her.

--- Part 2 ---

As the two walked the halls towards the Blue Room that Lord Abernathy mentioned, Meredith could not resist viewing the tapestries and paintings that lined the walls. Most must have been from Italian artists of some refinement. A rather interesting one showed a large set of various fruits. It was odd, the grapes, oranges, pomegranates, and other items seemed to stand out, almost as if they poked out from the canvas.

The entire house seemed enchanted with some magical prescience. "This house is wonderful," Meredith said with baited breath.

Wainwright continued walking forward as he spoke in his normal meandering way. "Lord Abernathy wishes only the best for his guests and family."

"I can imagine," Meredith responded as she stepped past a large set of four statues. Each one was beautified as a particular season, with gold and floral wreaths around their heads.

They walked slowly down a set of stairs that seemed some distance from the front audience room. Meredith held her dress up slightly as she stepped down the stairs.

Stopping in front of a large mural of the goddess Venus, Wainwright looked back behind Meredith. Scanning the empty stairwell, Wainwright turned his attention back towards the painting. "My lord wishes this room to remain a secret, lest its features be spoiled."

"I see." Meredith was a little curious at to why such a room might be damaged.

Wainwright studied the side of the painting before he found what he was looking for, a golden lever attached to a small device behind the painting. Pulling the lever down, Wainwright stepped to the side as the painting shifted to the left. "You may enter."

Meredith peeked into the opening hesitantly. "Is it safe?"

"The lord would not have sent you to a place that was not," keeping his eyes straight, Wainwright waited from Meredith to enter.

Summoning up her courage, Meredith walked through the opening and into a long cold tunnel. Behind her, the painting shifted back, separating her from Wainwright.

--- Part 3 ---

Meredith slowly walked down the stone hallway. It was cold and void of any moisture. She clung her arms around her chest. Her blue dress was excellently crafted but silk provided little protection from the cold.

As she walked down the corridor, Meredith couldn't help but look up the sides of the walls. Near the top of the stone walls were intricate carvings of flowers. Roses, lilies, tulips, and other flowers seemed to be so well carved that Meredith could almost imagine they were real.

Down the corridor, Meredith heard a soft chiming sound, like the sound from a set of small brass plates. She couldn't help but feel something poking into her mind. It felt like something she had done before many times, but this time it felt differently.

The hallway dumped into a deep cavern. It was brightly lit with many flaming torches that hung from the walls. It was a circular room with large columns carved into the form of a woman running around the outer edges of the circle.

"Beautiful," she whispered to herself as she stepped into the large room.

The ceiling was vaunted, with large, brightly colored, murals depicting the goddess Venus being born. Along the floor were an assortment of colored silk blankets and pillows.

On a small pedestal in the center of the room sat several glasses filled with clear liquid.

Meredith stepped over to the center of the room, her eyes looking all around her. She had never seen such a room before.

"Hello," chirped a soft, masculine voice.

"Uhm... hello," Meredith said to towards the direction of the voice. No one was in sight; only the sound of the brass and the crackling of the fires filled the chamber.

"Your name is Meredith," the voice called out again.

Meredith felt strange when the voice spoke. It seemed to have a certain affect on the room, which slowly became warmer than the corridor. "Yes, what is yours?"

Echoing through the chamber, the voice laughed in amusement, "My name is Ducard."

When the voice laughed, Meredith felt flustered, her cheeks growing slightly red. "Where is everyone else?"

"They are where they should be, do sit down." The voice continued to play through the air without a corporeal being to immanent from.

"Oh yes," she said, feeling a little faint as she found a small pile of blue silks to sit on.

"Lay back," the voice whispered softly as if right next to her ear. Meredith felt her head float for a moment before she leaned back into the silks.

In the center of the room, a small bottle filled with clear liquid seemed to bubble before the top slide off onto a serving tray below the bottles. Flowing out of the bottle, a steamy cloud appeared above the room and slowly glowed and rolled like a heavenly body.

Looking up, Meredith believed she was hallucinating, something in the air or in the food earlier made her feel this way.

The cloud slowly formed above Meredith. It was swirling uncontrollably like a storm cloud before it began moving down onto of her. "What is going on?"

"Everything you wanted my love," Ducard said as the cloud folded over Meredith's body and enveloped her.

Biting her lip, Meredith felt something move inside of her dress. It crept up her legs before pulling at her undergarments, which came off with ease. It was as if invisible hands were playing along her skin.

"Do you like this," cooed the voice of Ducard.

Lost in pleasurable thought, Meredith groaned, "Yess." As the fingers of the invisible hand moved up her legs, another hand moved her hair to the side. A soft, warm mouth began licking and sucking on the back of her neck.

"Oh," she moaned as the tongue of the mouth began to rap rapidly against the soft skin of her neck. The fingers on her legs continued their movement until they were at the limits of her panties. They wrapped around the linen fibers and tore them off quickly, jerking Meredith slightly as the invisible mouth continued to play a tune of eroticism on her neck.

The cloud surrounding Meredith continued to move across her as the invisible entity played at the woman's body.

The fingers that tore Meredith's panties off slowly rubbed against her sex, causing the woman to moan and groan in ecstasy. Her mind was completely flooded with intense arousal as the fingers and lips worked their magic on her body.

The invisible lips bit and sucked down her neck before pulling Meredith's dress down, uncovering her succulent breasts. The other hand moved over her breasts, massaging and twisting her nipples. A sudden swirl of cloud consumed her breasts as Meredith felt a mouth begin sucking greedily on her nipples.

Meredith felt her body coming close to an explosion, her head swelling with pleasure. Arching her back, Meredith couldn't take much more.

She rubbed her hands up and down her body while the invisible hands and tongue probed her breasts and sex. The fingers themselves slid inside of her sex slowly at first before moving faster and faster.

The cloudy form began moving faster, this time taking the shape of a handsome young man next to Meredith. One hand of his had snaked under her dress and was moving into her sex, while his head was lowered over her breasts.

"Oh god," she moaned louder as her body began to convulse with pleasure.

Smiling down at her Ducard removed his fingers from her sex, before moving between her legs. He continued to bit and suck on her nipples while he guided his member deep into her sex.

It was like the world exploded around her, Meredith felt herself becoming faint as the pleasure grew inside of her. She wrapped her arms around Ducard's body, pulling him harder into her.

Growling into her neck, Ducard sucked and licked at the soft, pliant flesh of Meredith's neck. His hips continued their assault on her sex.

In one moment, Meredith's body clinched against Ducard's before releasing itself. She fell back into the silk sheets and pillows, her mind slipping into a deep sleep.

Ducard smiled down as Meredith succumbed to passions afterglow, his body fading back into a mist that swirled up into the chamber's ceiling and deposited back into a bottle. On the outside of the bottle, gold lettering shined, Philtre.

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imurddyimurddyover 13 years ago
erotic horror?

Well, you have the beginnings of an interesting story, but it was too short, and it lacks a certain element. Horror! To have horror, you have to have fear, it was more like erotic mysticism. I found it interesting, though. Develop it some more, put some fear in it, or change the category, maybe non-human? Keep trying, I liked your style.

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