MALIBUE BARBIE

BY CHRISTOPHER TOILKIEN

[ part 1 ]

Sue Ann has been born and raised in the Malibu California home of her natural parents. Two research Chemist's who's Chemical Research Company held filing cabinets full of patents used by the world’s leaders in a hundred fields. All this leading edge research left little time to raise a daughter who spent her life so far on the sandy beaches of Malibu and learning the ways of her Valley Girl friends with her unlimited expense accounts on Rodeo Drive.

But her parents were killed in a plane crash on their way to enrollee her in a very strict Swiss School for Rich Little girls who would not obey their parents.

Now she was aboard a plane to live with her Fathers twin brother, who ran the firms extensive financial operations from his large accounting firm in New York.

Adrian, her uncle was as dark and dour, as his brother was light and outgoing. It was said Adrian was as brilliant in his accounting field as his brother was in chemistry. But Adrian was used to doing things as he always had. Up at Dawn for an hour's exercise followed by a quick shower and light breakfast, then out to the limo where he reviewed the overnight financial markets on the way to the large office building his firm occupied in the financial district of Manhattan. Lunch was during an executive meeting. He left work at 6:00 p.m. to go to the same restaurant for the same meal every day. Then home to do work at his desk computer system until an 11:p.m. bed.

Now he was wasted his time standing around the noisy airport for a petulant Princess. He was steadily growing angrier.

When she finally showed up, she just handed him her baggage tags, as if he was a Red Cap porter, and walked out of the airport. Adrian found there were 30 pieces of luggage to be collected and Adrian had to pay extra to have them delivered to the large ancient stone Victorian mansion he had in the hills outside NY.

Almost unable to speak, he walked to his Mercedes Limo, where he found Sue Ann asleep slumped in the corner of the back seat with her legs drawn up. Her skirt was pushed above her knees and Adrian saw she wore no panties. As they drove away, Adrian studied his new charge, which also had inherited 60% of the company. She took after her mother, who chose his brother over him, and he had never looked at another ever since.

When the limo, pulled up to the drive through entrance, the driver opened the door, but Adrian was unable to awake Sue Ann. So he picked her up in his arms and, after dismissing his driver after he had dropped Sue Ann’s four carry on bags just inside the huge front doors, he carried her upstairs. He could smell the female of her, something he had not in years. Sue's tiny body stirred against him and turned towards his chest. Her small buds pushed against his suit and forced him to move one hand to her tight little rear to support her. His large hand almost covered her left cheek. And skirt was forced up over her left hip.

At the top of the stairs he hesitated, left to his large master bedroom or right to the guestrooms.

Adrian turned right and proceeded to the far end of the hall. Stopping before the eastern door he had to sling Sue Ann over his shoulder as he reached into the suit pocket for a palm pilot like device. He pointed it towards the door and thumbed in his security password. The lock clicked open and he entered. He had not been in this room for the ten years it had been since Sue's mother used it the night before her wedding to his brother. It was a very female room with lace and soft colors, but brightly lit through tall thin windows. This room made up the large tower room’s second floor. It was part of the reason he bought the huge stone Victorian pile. A room fit for a Princess.

In the renovations all the windows were replaced with security sealed units and the walls soundproofed throughout the house. All the doors and frames were security class steel and his palm unit controlled both the doors and the charged perimeter fence.

Adrian rolled SueAnn off his shoulder onto the large cast iron canopied princess bed in the center of the room. She let out a soft female moan. Adrian considered reaching under the sheets to bring out the leather shackles atatched to black chains that lead to the four great iron posts of the bed. His palm unit could be used to rotate the iron posts, drawing in the chains and thereby stretching the victim in a four way stretch rack. He had designed it to be used on Sue-Ann’s mother on their wedding night. Every fixture in the room was a disguised torture device. A Torture room designed for a captive princess.

But his anger had cooled so with his palm unit he set the blinds at half-light and walked out of the room.

As Adrian walked towards his at the other end of the floor, he used his cell phone, the only phone in the house, to call the office to inform them the boss would be talking the rest of the week off.

Ms.Williams, his ever so efficient secretary asked if he were ill, as he had never taken an unscheduled day off in ten years. This reminder of the havoc Sue's arrival had created on his perfectly organized life greatly angered Adrian even further. But it was too late to send her to that European training school this year. Adrian peeled of his clothes and deposited them in the laundry hamper as he proceeded to his suit's bathroom for a shower. After that he felt refreshed. Next to the walk in closet to pick out Grey suit 22 of 50 for it's turn to be worn. Sliding back the line of suits exposed the wall of 12" security cameras covering the entire complex. A flick of the switch turned on the one marked PR showing Sue still lying on the bed. Pushing the second butting gave him views of the bed from all four sides and the adjoining bathroom.

This private hidden spy camera system worked for all the rooms in the complex. Including his gym/pool complex he had transformed the glass solarium into. That complex was the one luxury he allowed himself.

A regular security room in the back housed the regular group of security cameras for the outsides, including the garages, tennis courts and the five miles of perimeter electrically charged fencing. No dogs or internal security patrols inside his fencing. But the house was itself inside a gated, patrolled community that the brothers firm owned.

Adrian decided to go for a run around the perimeter to work off his mixed feelings for Sue Ann. Three hours later a sweating Adrian was greeted on his returned to a house ablaze with expensive electricity. And a raucous noise that was unsuccessfully pretending to be some sort of degenerate music.

Inside the front door a trail of water footprints lead across the immaculate hard wood floors in every direction. He searched the front parlor and library to no avail, as well as the Victorian dining and living room. In the modern stainless steel kitchen he found the doubled door fridge doors ajar and his small food supply scattered across the hardwood butchers block table. Empty milk carton, half-eaten cereal and orange juice left to puddle on the Italian marble tiled floor. Growing steadily angrier as he moved from room to room he finally heard splashing from his very own pool. Entering from the end were it grew a hundred feet out from the house towards the formal rose garden { his other love }

Adrian stood transfixed among the gym equipment as he saw Sue Ann swimming obviously naked across the length of his very private pool. Her pert, sun tanned body swam both on her back and then on her stomach back and forth across the pool.

Then Adrian saw the mess his beloved exercise equipment was covered in. Sticky jam and peanut butter on all the handles and seats. Every unit was either stuck up or wet from being sat on with out toweling off and every one of his twenty white towels were strewn everywhere across the room.

Enraged he stormed forward to confront the Female gremlin that had invaded his very masculine organized world. She would pay very dearly for her invasion.