Note: Thanks to all for the comments and words of encouragement! Once again, I'd suggest reading chapters 1 and 2 first.
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-Xanach
Kimmy sat on her bed bored. Her feet were flat on the deep crimson sheets, her legs bent upward supporting a leather bound book. The book was a collection of bawdy poems about of siren and a fisherman that Kimmy had found somewhere deep in one of Grimbriar's library. It had been translated by some long dead warlock, and not very well for that matter. To her right was a nightstand supporting a candelabra carved into the gaudy form of a naked woman, and a quarter full bottle of bloodwine.
Kimmy reached over for the bottle and took a swig of the bloodwine. It had a tangy, fruity taste to it, and it made your mouth tingle and snap not unlike sparkling wine. She set the bottle back down and looked at the label. Grimbriar had bottled this particular batch five years ago. Kimmy knew it was made from some kind of berries that grew in the forest; she didn't think it actually contained blood. "Although," Kimmy thought. "The liquor is thick and bright red and even smells a little like blood."
Setting the bottle down, Kimmy looked around the room. The bed she was in was a large four poster, with sheets dyed deep crimson and large pillows coal black. The curtains around it were made from silk satin, and likewise dyed a dark red. It would provide Kimmy with a great amount of privacy, if she ever cared to use them. Her room was similarly designed, with red and black striped wallpaper and blue carpet so dark it may have been black. The room was large, and adorned with hardwood wardrobes, silver mirrors and gold gilded trunks.
Kimmy looked down at her book and sighed. It really was boring, even for a book of dirty poems. She was kind of mad Grimbriar had ran off with his new girl without inviting her. What was her name? Brigid Betsy? Either way, Kimmy was pissed. What did Grimbriar mean she came off as aggressive? She was a woman with a healthy sex drive that found both men and women attractive. It wasn't her fault Grim had bought some prude from butt-fuck nowhere.
Grimbriar had told her to find Mel instead of traumatizing the new girl. Easier said than done, Kimmy had spent almost three hours tearing through the tower's rooms looking for Mel without success. She was the kind of girl who could stay hidden if she really wanted to.
Kimmy sighed and got out of bed, stretching her tall slender form. She knelt over one of her chests to find something to wear. Rummaging through, Kimmy found a black corset with matching satin panties cut just above her butt. They pinched her hips together and pushed her ass cheeks out scandalously. Moving to another chest, Kimmy began to sort through her footwear. She finally settled on a pair of sparkling silver high heeled boots that ran all the way up her thighs. Lacing them up, she thought about the new girl and how Grimbriar had probably deflowered her by now, maybe sucking up some of the girl's shyness at the same time. Finishing with the boots, Kimmy stood up and looked herself over in a nearby mirror.
"I look hot." She thought. The corset pinched her hips concave, bending her curves almost impossibly. Her breasts jutted out like torpedoes, and her cleavage plunged inward threatening to swallow anything that came too close. Kimmy's legs were long and shapely inside the boots, the lacing and heels tensing her muscles and elongating her thighs. Already, she was feeling better. She walked out of her room, hoping to find Mel or possibly another book to read.
Kimmy began to wander the hallways of the tower. They were long, twisty and all identical. Deep violet carpet covered the floor, and the walls were dim gray stone adorned periodically by gold candles. Plain wooden doors were spaced along the walls. Kimmy knew they were decoy doors. They had been enchanted by Grimbriar such that they would only lead back to the same identical hallways. It was a trick designed to confuse intruders, but Kimmy wasn't sure who the intruders would be. In her five years of living here, she had never even so much as a lost hunter show up at the tower.
Just as Kimmy thought that, she heard a door close behind her. Spinning around surprised, Kimmy saw Grimbriar's new girl looking around the hall. She had wrapped herself in a white sheet, but was otherwise barefoot and naked. Kimmy looked at her closely. She was gorgeous, with copper colored skin and hair black as a crow feathers. Her breasts just slightly pushed the sheet wrapped around her naked form, and shapely smooth legs with toned calves jutted from the bottom of the sheet. She almost looked like an ancient goddess wrapped in a robe. The girl noticed Kimmy.
"Oh, thank god. I'm so lost. Each door I go through just leads to another hallway like all the others! Do you know how to get out of her?"
Kimmy looked at the girl, laughing inside. "Are you trying to escape?" she asked mockingly. The girl started to pout with a sullen look on her face.
"Yes," she said quietly staring at her feet for a minute. "I. I miss my home and sisters."
Kimmy stood for a minute. This girl was clearly confused and scared. It would be easy to take advantage of that. Kimmy put her arm around the girl.
"You're probably freezing in that sheet. Would you like something warmer to wear? Miss?"
"Bree." The girl said. "Yes that would be nice, Kimmy? It's cold in this tower!"
"Kimmy. That's right." Kimmy said. "Walk with me, we'll find you a nice dress."
Kimmy took Bree by the hand and walked her through the twisting hallways, peering to her side occasionally to get a good look at Bree's face and figure. She was gorgeous, and Kimmy knew she had to have her. Kimmy felt through her hair, trying to locate a certain pin she always had to keep her hair in place. Feeling it, she smiled and looked over toward Bree. She was keeping an arm across her chest to keep the sheet in place, but was otherwise focused on the hallway.
"Poor girl doesn't know what she's gotten into." Kimmy thought. After a few minutes, she recognized one of the doors.
"This must be a closet." Kimmy said, looking at the handle.
"But it looks like all of the other doors." Bree replied, staring at the handle as well.
