Maybe every area or town or housing development has one. A stunning house with nice grounds and a longer than average driveway which is hidden away at the end of a street or in the corner surrounded by raised hilly boundary of ground shrubs, thick hedges and tall fir trees. The kids at school were certain an evil witch lived there although whenever you saw a car passing that way it was always unassuming normal people. Not that you saw many. In the library you’d looked on Google Maps and the satellite images showed a beautiful lawn with deck chairs, a crystal clean pool with adjacent hot tub and a patio with ornate sculptures and plants.

As an adult, at some point, a small complex was built on the edge of that natural boundary and the rest of the housing and town centre. It was a mix of different types of condos and a few townhouses, nothing taller than 3 floors. Mostly 1 bedroom but some had two. All had access to a partially covered communal pool. All were controlled by the same organisation. Some nondescript name on the lease but the agent in charge called them a charitable organisation. The monthly rent and services fees were very reasonable, the grounds and buildings well maintained with lots of solar electric panels and solar water heaters throughout. The application process was long with a few different forms and interviews before you were shown one or two properties if successful. The agent made is clear that going in with a high offer is no guarantee of success because the owners were interested as much in your character and job. Key workers given some priority. Everyone was similar age and wealth. Whatever the reason, you had been offered this top floor open-ish plan one-bed apartment at a very reasonable price. You had a tiny balcony facing that hilly boundary which made for lovely views of small birds and even bats swooping. You could even see a corner of the pool. Close enough to be in town, but right on the edge which gave the 80ish apartments privacy.

After a few months, you’d almost forgotten about the ‘witch’s’ house. As an adult you knew it wasn’t witches. Maybe a Z-list celeb looking for privacy? One evening you’re sat reading some book on self-care and body positivity. You’d bumped into a neighbour at the nearby café reading it who seemed very energetic about it. A flash catches your eye. You immediately look up wondering if a mirror or car door had reflected the setting sun. You eyes are drawn between the tall trees. In the distance you see a small silver tray or dish behind held by pale skin women with typically Irish red hair. Is she naked? It must be the distance or the colour of her outfit. Your brain didn’t stop and consider your actions. You just looked around for something to help your view. You don’t own binocolours but you do have the dSLR camera an uncle gave you a while back; he needed an excuse to buy a new one and you had shown somewhat of an interest. You click on the longer of the two lenses gifted and look through the finder. Half stood on your balcony you start to zoom and can just make out a naked pert pale bottom pass through the voile curtains. She has one hand behind her back and the other is holding up a well-polished silver tray. The trees gently sway in the breeze. You feel so excited. Maybe you don’t think about the pervy aspect but you’re getting an insight into that mysterious home. Throughout the evening you occasionally look through the camera to see any other insights but just before you go to bed you see the glass patio doors had been closed.

A day or two passes and you are on your way home. I can’t remember if you said you had a few days off for payback of overtime or you had lots of leave to take. Either way it was long weekend. You stop for fuel. It is the only station in town sitting opposite the main parade of shops. There isn’t much as 9 minutes drive away is bigger town with huge hypermarkets and Ikea and the railway linking to the big city. As you pop in the shop you never noticed me sat outside the café. I was facing you. My back to shops. Opposite me was the redhead so perhaps you didn’t notice me watching. I left something on your car which you notice as you return with some essentials like milk and bread.

Under your wipers is a cream sealed envelope. The paper feels lush in your hands. You look around but not one is near. You take it off and sit in the car.

Dearest [Name]

I hope my note finds you well.

If you choose to ignore this note or I do not hear from you within 24 hours, then you will never hear from us again.

I am part of The Association and you have caught our eye. I know so much but it would be nice to meet you.

I know you’ll be intrigued but there are rules.

You will be safe and can leave at anytime. If you do, you will lose contact for good. Loyalty, care and love are always rewarded.

The Association is secret and you must not share or publicise your knowledge—for your own wellbeing.

My Redhead assistant is looking forward to your call: [Mobile Number]

Tomorrow is a beautiful Summer’s day - dress appropriately and bring swimwear.

With Kind Regards

Empress Claire

By the time you look up, I was gone. But I knew you’d make the connection. My assistant held a mobile phone with Applicants on the screen. “Do you think she’ll call right away?” she softly asked as she stepped into the driver’s seat and removed her clothes. “No my Beta… she’ll spend her evening desperately searching online before intrigue powers her to call. My guess is 9:45am tomorrow”.

Hello, I'm Claire. We are both adults. I'm looking for any girls or couples to be 'under my 'care'. My interests include (happy to be flexible): Some bondage, orgasm control (edging, teasing, forced orgasms), slavery/submission/forced/coercion, some toys, cuck/cuckquean, some humiliation/degrading, some 'public' and outdoors, some rough CNC. Some feet play too. Voyeurism. Have a look at my post history.

Limits: scat, piss, puke, blood, single men

I prefer playing via chat on reddit.
Let me know you've read all this by including your full name, age, location, sex and a short personal statement like the one you wrote when applying for a condo in my complex ;)