While driving round the midlands I came across a village simply called Corner, it was your typical village, one pub, a small shop and 15 or so houses. Going on I saw a battered "For Sale 50yrs" this was a boarded up house set back a bit, with a drive that now was a bit of a mess. I liked this. I walked around the house outside as best I could as the garden was very overgrown and up to waist height in weeds. I found an old sign with a telephone number on it and rang. It took the estate agent a while to find the information on the house but yes it was still up for sale. I asked if I could look around it and they said that someone could be there for 2ish and was that ok.
I went back to the pub in the village and ordered food and a beer from the bar person, as I was the only person there she struck up a conversation with me and I explained that I was looking at the old house at the end of the village.
The bar person was called Clare told me, "It has been owned by a few people over the years the last one was an old film director. Nobody could name any of the films that he had directed and so rumours started that they were European Films or more adult films, he was under a relocation programme for the Police, all rumours but no facts. Then he died nobody came forward as his descendants so it was just left for sale. It has become a bit of an eye saw as well now."
Clare brought me my food and drink and it was a nice meal and I waited for the call from the agent to tell me he was there.
When I got back to the house the agent was there with a petrol container and a few hard hats.
He explained "Health and Safety Regulations said that has the building had been empty for so many years that safety equipment had to be worn. The petrol is for a generator that had been left so we could have lights in only two rooms any others would have to be seen by torch light and we could not go upstairs for Health and Safety rules."
I thought this was funny but carried on. We got into the house through a padlocked door and he found the generator that gave light to the kitchen and the main room. They were a bit dated but nothing that could be not dealt with. I asked the price and was told at the time it was fifty thousand, as it needed a lot of work I said forty thousand and it was a deal.
Two weeks later I received an email agreeing to my offer. I then set the wheels in motion and two months later I had the key to the padlock.
Sorry about that it was how I got the house so now the really story begins.
I had been in the house on my own now for a month, I had the chimneys cleaned, the boards removed from the windows the stairs checked and they were safe, an environmental company in to clear the house of anything unpleasant and more importantly power. I had been going to the pub at the end of the day for a pint just to get to know the locals.
Clare I found out was a teacher at a school a few miles away and helped in the pub when they were short. Clare was a resident of the village as well.
As I was the only resident in the house I am old school and live by the rules "I was not born in a barn, the house does not have to be lit up like Blackpool lights and not every room has to be used at the same time so turn lights off if you are not using the room." The kitchen was in need of an upgrade, but the one main room was large and empty of everything so I set up stuff in there for now.
The bedrooms were large as well although I guess you could call one a more box room. This had one large wardrobe in it which was empty and the rest were bare, basically what I would call a clean canvas house. The way up to the attic was in the box room so I got a pair of ladders and went up. I was not expecting much. What I found was a surprise. There were large paintings up there but how they got there was a mystery. As I moved them I noticed that they started resting on three joist and now there were only two. There was a larger door that open up. So the box room was not as small as I thought. I dropped down without thinking how I was going to get back up. There were boxes of old VHF videos and several multi holders of DVDs' in another box. There was a big wardrobe in here as well. How did it get in here? There were no other doors so how?
Opening the wardrobe I was a bit shock to see sex equipment from whips to nipple clamps all covered in cloth but still very dusty. It was then I could see a door handle in the cupboard. I opened it and it went through to the wardrobe in the box room and that explained everything. I knew what I was going to do tomorrow if nothing else.
The next morning I got out of my sleeping bag had breakfast then a wash and started my idea. It turns out that the films on the DVDs' were of good quality and my laptop played them which was a good. I just stood watching for a minute while the film went through and then in plain sight I saw Clare the bar person naked being led around the room by a lead and made to stand in front of three males who just felt her tits and fanny while she just stood there. Then she was on her knees and sucking off one of the men while the others continued to feel her up. She was joined by three other girls who were also naked the same happened to them in turn. The film cut for a minute and then the girls were all still naked and sat round a table with their tits resting on the top, there was a bit of conversation before one of the men took a lead and led one of the girls over to a different table where he bent her over and took her from behind while talking to one of the other men about what he wanted to do to their slaves. The film went back to the girls as they just watched and started to play with their own tits till one of them was led over told to climb up on the table and put her fanny up to her friend's mouth.
This she did. The last man got another girl, dragged another table over twisted the girls nipples told her to sit on her friends face. He climbed up on the table and just put his cock her mouth. The camera, seemed to move round them and it was not long before they all came. The men quickly dismounted, took each of the leads and led the girls away slapping their tits and ass as they went. The men carried on talking as the girls just walked behind them. Again the film stopped and started this time they were in the kitchen, in a different position again being fucked. All the time the camera filming as one or two of the men played with their tits or fingered their fannies. This must have gone on for 45mins before the DVD stopped. I watched the film again this time paying more attention to the girls faces. I had seen two of these girls talking to Clare, I'm sure. The films must have been made in the late 80 early 90 just as DVD's were becoming popular. I had to find a VHF player that just played that's all I needed. The next thing I wanted to do was talk to Clare, I could feel my mean streak coming out as I just smiled to myself. How can I turn this to my advantage?
I watched some more DVD's each time it contained Clare and her three friends but different males. There were some were the girls were in the shower or the bath with each other or with one of the males each time the girls were being fucked in various positions. The room that I was living in seem to be used as well as there was one film were each girl was tied up in a different position by each wall with a number on her ass, tits, fanny and mouth. The men played cards and who every won rolled two dice with numbers on. One dice had a wall number the other just a number this was used to say which part of the girl's body they used, which I thought was a good plan. I did not get much sleep that night.
The next night I went to the pub and asked Clare if there were any old pictures of the house so I could see how it looked? I also asked if she would like to come over and seen the bits that I had done. I wanted her to see it, I also wanted to show her the DVD's.
Clare agreed to come over after her lunch time shift the next day as she had the evening off and did not want to come back to the pub.
"I need to go shopping so I will pick up some food and wine, it will have to be micro wave meals as the cooker does not work yet" I said.
"That's what I would be eating anyway" was her reply with a smile.
The next evening everything was set, the meals had been bought, a bottle of wine in the cool box two sun loungers set and more importantly the laptop was primed.
Clare walked in and laughed, "Wow you are working on basics, sun loungers in the living room, table and a laptop you certainly now how to live."
"What's the point in buying stuff till I've at least made it a bit better, have a seat."
We sat and chatted for a bit and then I asked "Did she want to see something?"
