The Discussions Resume ... But Sienna's Arrival Just Complicates Everything!

“You will have to lead the way, Vanessa, & open the door,” said Sonja.

While Vanessa climbed the stairs with her customary elegance, Lizzie raised her arm to just block Sonja from following right behind her. Sonja immediately noticed Lizzie’s gaze closely tracking the socialite’s sexily swaying ass & endless legs.

Lizzie whispered in Sonja’s ear,

“I’m leaving the talking to you ….that ass is mine.”

Sonja smiled & silently nodded her agreement.

“Are you coming? We need to finalize our arrangement & agree how I explain your presence to Sienna,” said Vanessa.

While undoubtedly taken aback by the sudden, & surprising, turn of events in her garage, Vanessa’s primary feelings were of excitement & elation—as a prominent member of society’s elite she was highly confident in her ability to manage both the present situation &, especially, these low class women, who were trying to exert control over her. Her first priority, though, was to listen to their immediate proposals.

Though these were unusual circumstances, playing the polite hostess was just the behavior expected of someone of Vanessa’s class. She invited Sonja & Lizzie to sit at one of the elegant 3-seater settees in her lounge, & enquired what they would like to drink. Though disappointed at the absence of any beer, the two visitors were happy to accept ‘any red’ Vanessa had to hand, in its place.

While Vanessa was opening a quality Bordeaux in her kitchen, Lizzie told Sonja,

“This rich bitch has just taken what’s happened so far completely in her stride …. She’s loved every second of it …. I have to find out just where her hard limits are? And then …well, who knows, eh? ….Keep her keen, giving her what she wants? ….Or take her to some darker places?”

Sonja was smiling, as she replied,

“Good God, Lizzie, listen to you! ….Sounds fantastic ….things could get hairy though. First things first ….pass me her phone ….I’ll look after that for now.”

Lizzie passed Vanessa’s special, customized iPhone to Sonja, who switched off the ringer & placed it in her rucksack.

“As for me, well I reckon any publicity can be turned to our advantage …. First, let’s tempt her to come to the estate. You know ….I’m sure I can appeal to her ego & arrogance ….bringing style & fashion advice, on a budget, to the lower classes. Especially if she thinks that’s all she has to do to stop me releasing those pictures!”

The two briefly laughed but stopped talking as Vanessa returned, carrying two glasses of red, which she placed on the coffee table set between the matching settees. She sat down on the settee opposite, & asked,

“So, before Sienna joins us. How do I explain the presence of you two in my home?”

Gesturing in Lizzie’s direction, Vanessa said,

“I can explain your presence …. & that I’ve merely offered you some cleaning work in return for a generous donation, as well as a drink to compensate for my earlier lack of empathy for your predicament.”

Turning towards Sonja, she added,

“I’m confident that Sienna didn't pay any attention to you during your previous attempt to talk to me. Why don’t I say that you’re here as a follow-up to a previous request, to gain my support for your money raising efforts in support of homeless people in London? Yes ….that’s perfect ….I do hope it aligns with your intended proposal to me?”

Sonja noticed the somewhat condescending tone, but was quite content to let the rich snob believe that she was pulling the strings in this ‘discussion’ of the way forward,

“Yes, I think so ….it should prove a big help to us. I’ve already said that blackmailing you won’t help us out! We’re very pragmatic in our thinking, you know.”

Vanessa was somewhat taken aback by Sonja’s words. First, they suggested a maturity she thought was well beyond the ken of these scruffy people. However, seeking to rub home her natural sense of superiority, Vanessa sat back, crossed her long legs in a way that confirmed their ‘endless’ quality, spread her arms across the top of the settee &, with her customary supremely confident upper class tone, stated,

“I’m so pleased we’ve been able to reach an amicable understanding …. & I do intend to support your efforts with my valuable time &, perhaps of more interest to you, in a financial manner too.”

Vanessa was feeling rather smugly self-satisfied. She felt she had these women under both her control & her influence, with the **** threat now significantly reduced. Her next aim was to ensure the longer-term services of Lizzie. One of the most surprising aspects of the day’s developments was that coming across Lizzie had, apparently, provided Vanessa with access to a, well she had to admit, ‘low-grade’ sex service, administered with a lot of high-grade panache. Lizzie had, completely out-of-the-blue, shown Vanessa some of the intimately personal qualities & skills she had previously only imagined in her dirtiest dreams!

“I should get Sienna down here now, so that I can get the introductions out of the way. Then I can get showered & dressed more appropriately. In fact ….of course …. I’ve just realized ….why wait for Sienna to appear? We have completed our immediate discussions ….you can leave now, & we can arrange to meet again in a couple of days.”

“No ….I don’t think we’re ready to leave yet, Vanessa. There are still too many things to sort ….And we’d like to meet your friend. After all, the three of us have been getting on so well, sharing all sorts of stuff ….haven’t we?”

Vanessa was somewhat stunned by these words, especially that rather too knowing allusion to the sexual activities in the garage, she uncrossed her legs & sat upright. In a stern tone, she said,

“What do you mean? I was under the impression we had reached an agreement ….”

At that moment, Sienna’s voice was heard, as she was coming down the stairs, she loudly & excitedly said,

“Vanessa, darling, I’m so sorry I’ve kept you waiting ….wait until I tell you what Robert says he’s going to do when I get home! Just look at this delightful Stella McCartney dress ….”

Sienna entered the lounge area with a flourish & a spin, blissfully unaware of the visitors, carrying her iPad. However, upon scanning the room, she suddenly noticed the backs of the heads of two other people, & immediately stopped talking, staring at Vanessa as she moved to the side of the table, feet wide apart. Somewhat distracted, she thoughtlessly placed her iPad, face up, at the table edge, & plonked a hand on her hip in jug-handle mode. From her standing position, she gazed disdainfully, nose firmly in the air, at the two badly dressed women, who were clearly looking very comfortable & enjoying the rather fine Château Margaux in front of them. Sienna switched her gaze towards her friend &, summoning her most upper class tone, asked,

“Vanessa, just what is going on?”

Gesturing towards Lizzie first, she added,

“But why is she still here, Vanessa? I thought you would have dismissed her by now? And, my God, that smell is worse indoors!”

Sonja & Lizzie exchanged knowing looks, as they stared, head-to-toe, at the newly entered blonde. Sienna was dressed up in her newly purchased designer, single-short sleeve, body clinging mini dress, in bubble gum pink patch work lace & equally new, suede & crystal covered, Jimmy Choo 4" heels. She looked absolutely stunning &, as far as they were concerned, so ripe for taking down several pegs.

Vanessa fell back on the explanation she’d just agreed with her visitors,

“Yes, I know ….but I wanted to make up for my lack of empathy earlier & she’s doing a few little cleaning jobs in return for a very generous donation ….& you know me, I just had to offer her & my other visitor a drink out of politeness. This is, err, Elizabeth.”

Looking in Sonja’s direction, she started,

“And this is ….”

But when Vanessa realized she still couldn’t immediately recall Sonja’s name, the latter quickly interjected,

“My name is Sonja … pleased to meet you. Vanessa has agreed to support me ….I collect for a charity organization ….for the homeless in Southwell ….we run a hostel & a foodbank ….you know ….it’s a poor area …needs loads of support ….donations from all kinds of people, especially ones with kind, giving hearts, like Vanessa here.”

Sonja realized she needed to stop Sienna from quizzing her friend, especially when the former was visibly curious about what was going on. She told Vanessa,

“Vanessa ….why don’t you go & change before we talk further? My sudden arrival took you by surprise. I’m sure, errr, Elizabeth here, can help you with your shopping? I’ll talk to, Sienna isn’t it? Tell her about my charity work ….I’m sure she would like to help as well.”

Lizzie stood up, & encouraged Vanessa,

“Yes, come on Miss ….I’ll help you with your shopping, & then carry on with those cleaning jobs in the garage.”

Lizzie picked up Vanessa’s bags, & waited for the silent socialite to stand up. For once, off-balance & not quite knowing what to say, Vanessa merely assured Sienna,

“I really need to get dressed, Sienna. Please stay with Sonja …. & after you have listened to what she has to say …I’m absolutely certain you will also support her fund raising efforts. I’ll be back shortly.”

Sienna, while full of questions, assured her friend,

“Yes, of course, Darling ….I will keep ….errrr, Sonja? ….company. I’ll just get myself something to drink ….”

As Sienna turned & sexily strutted to the kitchen, Vanessa & Lizzie left the room. Sonja immediately grabbed Sienna’s iPad from the coffee table. At first she merely intended to add it to Vanessa’s phone in her rucksack, but she paused when she saw the image on the screen of the unlocked device. Sienna had recorded her impromptu fashion show during her FaceTime phone call to Robert on her iPad. Sonja had sufficient time to follow the show from its start—with a freshly showered, naked Sienna, putting on her first set of newly purchased, silk & lace lingerie from Carine Gilson, as she performed a sexy little dance routine for the on line show to her husband. Just as she stripped off the first set, & replaced it with a second, Sienna returned, carrying a glass of white wine. As she noticed Sonja was staring at her iPad, she immediately blurted out,

“What on earth do you think you’re doing? How dare you! That is my property & those images are strictly private. MY GOD ….I have absolutely no idea why Vanessa is having anything to do with common riff-raff like you …. & that other smelly, homeless woman! Now, put my iPad down …NOW!”

“Yes, I should apologize, & normally I would, BUT I’ve taken too much crap today …. & I’m not taking any more ….”

As she had started speaking, Sonja stood up, relieved a frozen Sienna of her glass, & delivered a series of sharp slaps to both cheeks. The rich socialite was too stunned to either speak or resist the physically much stronger woman. Sonja grabbed her by one of her arms, frog marched her to the back of one of the settees & used her second hand to **** Sienna to bend over the back. Sonja continued forcing Sienna’s head downwards until her face was in direct contact with the seat cushion, & her shoes no longer in contact with the floor. Sonja immediately removed Sienna’s arm from the single short sleeve of her dress, & ensured each of her arms were draped either side of her head.

“Just listen to me ….you stuck-up bitch ….You’ve been bloody careless & so, so stupid ….Fancy filming yourself in your birthday suit! You rich bitches sure like struttin’ around either in very little or dressed to the nines ….talking to people as if you’re so much better than them …. You’d better stay quiet …. Put your hands against your head … & DON’T DARE twitch. I won’t hurt you …as long as you behave yourself & do what you’re told.”

In the meantime, Vanessa & Lizzie, who was carrying several bags from the former’s earlier shopping spree, had stopped outside Vanessa’s bedroom door. Vanessa told Lizzie,

“You can leave the bags here, Elizabeth. I will come down & open the security door ….you can complete those cleaning tasks in the garage for now ….”

She was interrupted by Lizzie,

“I’ve already told you, it’s Mistress Elizabeth! And I think it’s time we got to know each other a lot better, don’t you agree? Don’t bother answering …. Let’s just go in ….NOW!”