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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The echoes of the crash were still reverberating around the stairwell. The normal bustle from the nearby kitchen had stopped and a tense silence filled the air. Inside the kitchen the normally happy and gossiping staff looked nervously at each other.
At the foot of the stairs stood Alice, the new maid, in one hand was the still swinging tray, in the other the small brass handle which had unattached from opposite side of the said tray as she climbed the stairs. The contents of the tray lay in shattered disarray at her feet. She stood in mute terror looking at the broken pottery, spilled tea, milk and sugar.
Inside the Kitchen, Bonnie one of the kitchen staff, looked at Cook pleadingly “She’s new, she doesn’t know”
The Cook simply nodded her consent. Bonnie put down the bowl and whisk she was still holding and rushed towards to the doorway. She opened the door and saw Alice with the broken remnants of afternoon tea around her feet.
“Never mind dear, we can get it cleaned up and no one will know” she said, as she bent down to pick up the pieces. The door at the top of the stairs opened and a silhouetted figure stood hands on hips and yelled,
“What the Devil is going on here?”
Alice looked up at the figure and started to reply but faltered as the figure started to climb down the treads towards her. As he reached the step above the china catastrophe, he stopped and his gaze raked the two women. He was the Master of the house, James Whiteley, he was already an imposing figure standing over 6 feet but the additional height of the stairs gave him a titanic stature,
Alice quavered and stammered but no words came out. Bonnie was not making eye contact and hurriedly clearing away the mess.
“You’re the new girl are you not?” Alice lowered her eyes and nodded. “Get this,” he swept his hand at the detritus, “cleared away and fresh tea brought up immediately, then come and see me in my study.”
“Yes, Sir” said Alice quietly.
“Bonnie, leave her to do this alone” Bonnie stood and looked fleetingly at the Master; he caught her eye and glanced upwards.
“Right away Sir” she said and walked away quickly.
Without a further word he turned and walked back up the stairs and closed the door behind him. Alice breathed out heavily and with shaking fingers continued to clear away the accident.
The dark panelled door to the Masters study was polished to a high shine and Alice could see her blonde hair reflected in it. She stood up straight and pulled down her uniform, brushing it with her hands to give the best impression she could. She raised a pale hand and knocked as firmly as she could muster, given her nervousness.
“Enter”
She turned the worn brass knob and pushed the door, squeezing through the slightest gap possible as if this would make her seem less visible, she scanned the study, a room she had not been in before. Her gaze took in the bookcases and the tall sash windows. Her eyes were drawn to the large desk, inlaid with green leather. On an equally polished chair sat the Master of the house. He had a small mirthless smile on his face and beckoned Alice further into the room.
“Close the door behind you.”
He then turned his attention back to the letter on his desk, he continued to write. The only sound was the scratching of the pen nib on the creamy coloured paper. Alice stood mutely with hands clasped in front of her, looking at the strong shoulders and hands of the Master as he wrote. Eventually with a flourished signature the missive was completed and he looked up.
“Alice, I know you are new here and that you may not be aware of all of the intricacies of our house life, but I expect a certain level of ability and subservience from those who work for me. Breakages are not permitted.” Alice opened her mouth to speak but was cut off when the Master raised his hand and continued, “I know what you’re going to say, it wasn’t your fault. It was your fault, you didn’t check the tray before you took it out of the kitchen and now my crockery is shattered.”
“I understand, I’m sorry Sir”
“Yes, I’m sure you are, however you must be punished”
Alice, looked aghast at the Master, “Punished?”
The Master simply nodded his answer as he stood, moving from the desk he walked to one of the book cases. His hand reached for a large tome and moving it slightly caused the whole cabinet to swing open silently on unseen hinges. The room beyond was dark and foreboding.
“Come on” said the Master holding out his hand. Alice stood firmly in the same spot. She felt what little colour she had left drain from her face.
“I, I, I don’t think I can”
“It wasn’t a request. It was an order” he barked. Alice took a few faltering steps closer and then coming within reach of the Master found herself pulled towards the darkened aperture. She was guided firmly through the door and heard the lock snap behind her. The darkness was absolute. A little click and light flooded the room from a single bulb hung from the centre of the ceiling. Momentarily blinded she shielded her eyes until they had become accustomed to the harsh light. Lowering her hand a small gasp escaped her lips as she could finally see what was in the room.
A large metal bed filled most of the space, a small wooden bureau had a wooden swivel chair perched in front of it, but what had made Alice gasp was the naked form of Bonnie tied spread eagle to the bed with rope. She had what looked like a leather gag in and over her mouth. Alice’s hands rose to her mouth in shock, even though she didn’t look away from Bonnie.
Bonnie was not as slender as Alice and her large breasts had
fallen back under arms slightly but the nipples were stood erect, looking down her body past her stomach Alice could see the dark patch of hair on her pubis. Bonnie didn’t look in any sort of distress. Finally Alice turned and looked at the Master confusion and fear on her face.
“This is what punishment means in this house,” he said “take off your uniform”
Alice still shocked simply stood as the words processed through her head.
“W..what?”
“Take off your uniform” he repeated again slowly, “Hat first, then strip down in whatever fashion you like”
Unconsciously her hands had risen to her small white bonnet which she unfastened and let fall to the floor.
“Good, keep going” said the Master as he walked to bureau and taking a small key from his pocket unlocked the pull down writing board. Inside there was no writing ephemera
but objects that Alice had never seen before or had no place in a desk. Her shaking hands were struggling with the buttons on her blouse she kept going none the less.
“Are you going to hurt me, Sir?”
“No more talking” He turned and sat in the chair turning it around so he could watch the disrobing Alice. She was down to her underwear, a simple white shift covering her small breasts, which in the cold room had contracted to hard points; her plain white knickers covered the rest of her modesty. She stopped undressing and wrapped her arms around body. The Master looked at her, quizzically raising an eye brow “I didn’t say stop, remove all your clothing”
“But I’ll be…naked”
“Yes, you will”
Alice slowly raised her arms with the bottom of the light shift in her hands, as the cloth covered her face she realised her now naked breasts were visible to the Master. The chill room had given her skin a slight goose pimple effect. Once removed the shift was placed with her other clothes on the floor.
“Turn around and remove your knickers now”
She turned and pulled the simple garment over her hips and bending slightly stepped out of them.
“Turn back to me and step closer”
Alice turned around her hands shielding her pubic mound.
“Don’t worry about your modesty, it’s nothing that I haven’t seen before” He beckoned her closer and grabbing her wrist pulled her over his knee. Alice’s face was pressed against the arm of the chair and his t jacket was rubbing her other cheek, she could feel her own hard nipples pressing into her small breasts as they rested across his thighs. Strangely she was more perturbed by the rough slightly musty smelling jacket than being naked across her employer’s legs. “The first lesson is a simple one” the Master intoned as he brought his flat hand down in a sharp smack upon her upturned bottom.
“Ow!”
“I said silence or you’ll get the same as Bonnie” a quick glance reminded Alice that Bonnie had a gag of some description holding her lower jaw closed. She inwardly shuddered at this thought and bit down up her own lip to not make another exclamation. The second and third smacks were delivered with a brutal disregard the fourth wasn’t quite so bad as the area was becoming numb.
Whether the Master had sensed this Alice didn’t know but after a half dozen smacks the punishment stopped. She was abruptly lifted back to her feet. Once more she was facing the bed with the prostate and bound Bonnie. Alice found that her bottom was starting the tingle and burn from the impacts from her Masters hand. He pointed to the bed and the still unmoving Bonnie, “Get on the bed and kneel between her legs” Alice followed the instructions and felt a frisson of excitement and revulsion as her face was perilously close to Bonnie’s vagina, she could see that Bonnie was aroused as her pink lips were swollen and glistening. In sharp contrast she felt a sudden and searing pain across her buttocks, try as she might she couldn’t help crying out. The jolt forced her forward and her mouth and face pressed momentarily against the moist hairy folds of Bonnie.
A muffled murmur came from Bonnie and Alice felt the warm stickiness around her lips and couldn’t help but taste it, the indescribable flavour eluded her senses, in recollection she thought it tasted of a faint musky aroma with what could only be described as the essence of the person. It wasn’t unpleasant. Lost in these thoughts again she barely detected the swishing sound that preceded the stinging bite of pain to her rear. Holding back her pain she managed not to scream but grunt only as again her face was briefly pressed into the dampness of Bonnie’s lips. Another moan and a little hip movement showed Bonnie enjoying the brief touches. Alice reached her hand behind her dreading to touch her bottom as she feared there would be blood, the pain was so intense. Her hand came back dry but she could feel the raised welts. Risking a glimpse behind her she saw the now jacketless Master had a riding crop in his hand. He raised his arm and with a quick flicking motion brought the leather crop down across her cheeks again. The pain was incredible, possibly worsened as she knew it was coming. She didn’t move forward as far this time and because her head was turned there was no contact with Bonnie. A frustrated gurgle came from further up the bed.
The Master looked at her and placed the crop back on the bureau and reached for small bowl and water jug, he placed these within easy reach of the bed on the descended writing section, then opening a drawer he removed a small brush and white pottery jar, these too were placed next to the water jug and bowl. Finally he picked up an ivory handled straight razor, flicking it open he tested the edge against his thumb, satisfied he closed it and placed it carefully next to the other items.
“I like my people to be cleanly shaven at all times. Bonnie has broken these rules as you can see. I want you to shave her for me now.” He gestured to the items on the bureau. Alice was a little confused.
“Shave?”
“Yes. I want you scrape away every single hair from her cunny”
Alice rose from the bed and collected the articles. The Master passed her a small but soft towel. Alice was never a confident shaver of men’s faces and had never shaved a lady before but she dutifully lathered up Bonnie who was grinding her hips around at the feather touch of the soft brush. She kept still as the first scrape of the razor dragged across her skin. Her moans got louder even though she kept very, very still. The soft folds and grooves of her labia
proved to be a challenge but Alice was gentle and patient and eventually wiping off the last of the soap with the towel had finished. By this time Bonnie was making more and more noise.
She was amazed at the transformation, half expecting it to be childlike in appearance she was shocked to see just how much of a beautiful thing it was. Very much like a flower she thought to herself an exotic flower but delicate and fascinating.
“It’s your turn now” the Masters voice broke her from her reverie.
“My turn?” she looked down her flat stomach to the tuft of blonde hair that protruded slightly from her between her legs. “But I can’t see to shave myself”
“I didn’t say you would be” He took the razor and rasped it quickly against a small strop, testing it again before he placed the razor down and picked up the brush and soap. “Lean back against Bonnie and spread your legs” Once more Alice found herself obeying, she pondered why this would be the case, her Master was handsome and sure of himself but she was never anyone’s puppet or plaything before. Once more her concentration was broken as the cold foam was applied to her. The tickling of the brush made her squirm and she felt a little guilty for what Bonnie must have gone through. The gleam of the razors edge put all thoughts of further motion out of her mind and she felt herself involuntarily tense up.
“Relax and this will be much easier and safer” He said as the blade moved closer. He’s going too fast she thought he’s going to cut me but he was more experienced in using a razor and was soon down to the delicate lips around her hole, she felt his fingers pulling her skin this way and that to get the cleanest, closest cut. She felt the warmth of his skin and the warmth of her inner self build. Each light touch sent a little spark coursing through her. She could feel her own body respond with a flush of blood to her clitoris. The task completed the Master passed her the towel to wipe away the last of the soap. The soft cloth felt strange on her hairless skin.
“Is that it may I go Sir?” she queried.
“You may not we have only just begun to teach you the ways of this house”
The Master had placed the shaving gear on the bureau and had picked up another item. Alice couldn’t make out what it was but has he turned towards her she could see a large white glossy cylinder rounded at one end.
“Kneel on the bed like before”
“What are you going to do?”
“Do as you’re told or the punishment will recommence” he said reaching for the riding crop. Alice decided the unknown white item couldn’t be any worse than the crop and knelt on the bed quickly. Bonnie was breathing heavily around her
gag and blowing air through her nostrils noisily. Alice was in position and expecting some more painful admonishment but a few moments passed and nothing had happened.
“Is it not beautiful?” the Masters voice said from behind her.
“I don’t understand” she answered.
“The female form, its genitalia once cleaned of hair is beautiful”
“I suppose it is Sir”
“Touch it, run your fingers around her lips” Alice reached forward gently and lightly touched the soft pink flesh, it was considerably wetter than before and her fingers slipped around the perimeter easily. Bonnie was moving as much as her restraints allowed trying to push her hips lower.
“Now rub her clitoris gently” her fore finger trembled slightly as it reached for the hardened little bud. Bonnie moaned loudly in anticipation. The moment they connected Bonnie lifted her hips off the bed and arched her back
slightly before dropping herself quickly. Alice was taken aback briefly but continued to hold her finger in place as Bonnie writhed around. Bonnie’s moans were coming louder and more frequent. Alice felt her own fluids building.
“Stop” the loud order made Alice jump and her finger slipped inside Bonnie. The heat and dampness were surprising as was the reaction from Bonnie who convulsed violently. She withdrew her finger and looked at the moistness. Bonnie was again breathing heavily through her nose it was almost horse like in its volume.
“Did you enjoy that Alice?” She simply turned her head and nodded at her Master. “I want you to lick her, use your tongue to explore every part of her.” Bonnie wriggled as close as she could to Alice and lifted herself up to make it easier. “When I say stop you have to stop immediately, do you understand?” Alice nodded her assent then twisted her head back towards Bonnie.
Alice opened her mouth slightly and gently kissed the enflamed clitoris of Bonnie. She then started to lick up, down and around, feeling the reaction from the movements and sounds Bonnie made. As Bonnie was obviously building up to a climax her Master told her to stop and Alice did and lent back on her haunches, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand. She felt exhilarated, she had never experienced anything like this and it’s very taboo nature was supremely exciting.
“Turn around” dutifully obeying she was presented with the long porcelain cylinder, “Use this on her but stop when I say so” once more nodding her acceptance she turned and placed the rounded end against the splayed lips of Bonnies vagina. Bonnie made desperate sounds but nothing intelligible. Pushing with minimal force the glossy tube passed into Bonnie with ease, Alice pushed it deeper and deeper then withdrew it and started again. Bonnie was making a great deal of noise and struggling to push herself against the intruding device. Alice felt herself getting wetter and wetter to the point where she feared it would run down her inner thigh. She was so excited she could feel her own orgasm rising and she hadn’t even been touched. With her free hand she reached down between her own legs.
“Stop!” Her Masters voice rang out in the small room. Alice froze expecting some sort of reprisal. “I did not give you permission to touch yourself” he continued “turn around and face me.” Alice turned and was faced with her Master shirtless. His torso was strong but not overly muscular. She lowered her eyes to avoid his hard stare.
“I am in control here you will do well to follow my orders expressly, this is a minor punishment it can get much worse”
Still avoiding his gaze she sat mutely. Her Master walked to the head of the bed and leaned over Bonnie’s face and unfastened the buckles of her mouth restraint. Lifting it from her face he twisted and placed in on the bureau. He then wiped her mouth with the small towel. She breathed in deeply and gasped a little until her breaths had returned to normal. “You must be thirsty,” Bonnie nodded her head once in answer.
“Come here Alice.” She stood and walked to the head of the bed, her eyes still not meeting his. “Bonnie is thirsty, give her a drink.” Alice looked around for water and spotted the jug she had used to shave, she reached for it. “No, not water. I want you to sit across her face.” Alice responded immediately and climbed on the bed and stood astride Bonnies head then carefully lowered herself to her knees before finally touching her wet groin onto Bonnie’s eager mouth. Instantly the hot tongue of Bonnie darted to and fro and inside her soaking flesh.
“Oh!”
“Silence” barked the Master.
Alice closed her eyes to concentrate and felt her face flush as the probing silken tongue of Bonnie lapped at her, flicking and caressing, she knew she was close to orgasm and feared
she would cry out. She opened her eyes and saw the Master had taken his clothes off and was kneeling between the thighs of Bonnie. He was rubbing his hardened penis slowly, then without pause he thrust himself deeply into Bonnie. Bonnie in turn pushed her face into Alice’s pelvic area, part reaction to the sudden penetration and partly to stifle any noise she may have made. A steady rhythmic motion began and Bonnie’s tongue was pressed firmly into the tight hole of Alice, the rocking motion created by the Master was enough to keep the stimulation going.
Feeling herself building up inside to climax, Alice clamped her hand over her mouth.
“Alice!” the voice again caught her off guard again breaking her concentration and pouring cool water on the fire building inside her. She looked at her Master with more than a little resentment.
“Alice untie Bonnies hands,” Moving herself away from Bonnie’s delightful tongue she found the knots easy to untie and had quickly released both of her bonds. The Master has released her legs at the same time. “Now come over here, Bonnie, get on your knees”
Alice moved around the bed and was by the side of the Master as Bonnie turned herself over.
“As you can’t keep your mouth closed, I’m going to fill it instead” reaching up he grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her down so her cheek was resting on Bonnie’s upturned buttocks. He then grabbed his still hard member and pushed quickly and deeply into Bonnie’s enlarged vulva. Bonnie no longer tied pushed back with her hips and writhed around the hard cock. Alice had a side long view of the Master ploughing forcefully into the eager Bonnie.
The Master suddenly ceased his motions and pulled Alice towards him and pressed the tip of cock against her mouth. He thrust forwards she parted her lips and felt her mouth fill. She was surprised to find the tip was softer than she expected as it had appeared hard and shiny, but the shaft was thicker and very solid. The Master began thrusting much like he had with Bonnie and Alice felt like she was choking. The pressure on her open mouth and jaw were alarming and she was struggling to breath. Just as she thought she could take no more the Master pulled back and began the hard fucking of Bonnie once more.
Alice gasped and drew in lungs full of air. Her mouth was full of saliva and tasted of both Bonnie and the Master. She was almost back to breathing normally when the Master once again pulled her forward and forced his manhood into her mouth. Pushing in deeper than before Alice thought she would choke but he pulled back and kept the full length out of her mouth just pushing past the tip. Alice found this much easier to handle soon found her ability to breath was not impeded further. Now she wasn’t panicked about choking she began to enjoy the experience, the sensation was utterly different from what she had already experienced with Bonnie.
The Master pulled out of her mouth and once more began to thrust harshly into Bonnie. “Alice, I want you to get underneath Bonnie and lick her again”
Alice took a few moments to worm her way underneath Bonnie. From this angle she could see the opened and red pink lips of Bonnie being entered by the paler shaft of the Master. She quickly and surreptitiously felt between her own legs and got a brief spark of pleasure at the stolen touch. Once in position she lifted her head and began again the lick around Bonnie’s clitoris and around the shaft of the master as it moved back and forth.
Bonnie reached between Alice’s legs and began to rub gently between the folds of skin, Alice unable to see this almost made a noise and copied Bonnie’s previous trick of pushing her mouth fully onto Bonnie’s wet crack. The Master was increasing his pace of hip thrusts and starting to breathe heavily. Bonnie’s fingers were working their way around Alice’s tight hole and then suddenly slipped inside. Alice gasped and could not maintain silence she arched her
neck and felt the warm wave of pleasure sweep up from deep inside her. If her Master noticed or admonished her she didn’t know, she was lost in the crashing tumult of joy as she finally reached orgasm.
The Master was still plunging himself into Bonnie as Alice was lost in her contentment. As the crest of elation subsided Alice heard the deeper more guttural grunts from the Master. Looking up she saw him withdraw from Bonnie and with a few swift strokes he ejaculated sending stream after steam of thick white semen splashing off Bonnie’s vagina and dropping onto Alice’s upturned face. Alice flinched and closed her eyes as the first drops hit her. It was warm and viscous but quickly cooled upon her skin. The Master still hard pushed himself into her mouth and she instantly tasted the salty tang of his cum on her tongue, he pushed lazily a few times then withdrew.
Bonnie stood and collected her clothes from under the bed and silently began to dress. She nodded to Alice and her own bundle of clothes. Alice stood and began to dress. “I trust this lesson on correct behaviour is not lost on you Alice?”
“No Sir”
“Good, then you may leave”
Alice and Bonnie both departed the room and headed back to work.
Bonnie and Alice walked away from the study, Alice made to head back downstairs but Bonnie pulled her further along the corridor,
“Does the Master always punish the staff like that?” asked Alice shakily. She was feeling dirty and hollow. She’d never experienced anything like that before and was conflicted in how she should be reacting.
“No sometimes there are more people or sometimes he just spanks you, I think he has set of punishments depending on the misdemeanour. I think today he was just breaking you in gently” “Gently! Do you think so?” gasped Alice as she remembered the taste of the Master in her mouth and the still throbbing pain on her backside.
“Yes. Now come on I need your help with something”
They had reached the end of the corridor that terminated with a plain painted wooden door. This in turn led to small landing between two flights of steps. These were not the opulent dark stained wide carpeted stairs of the main house but plain and utilitarian. Bonnie turned to her right and started to climb the stairs. At the top of the stairs Alice could see another painted wooden door. This led to a narrow corridor with several plain doors along it. Bonnie walked to the second door, opened it and poked her head through to make sure the coast was clear. Seeing no one she stepped in then held the door open for Alice to follow her.
Alice had not been in the attic rooms before because they were for the staff that lived on site. This one had two beds so was obviously shared. Alice scanned around the room it was small and basic. There was simple furniture with a few trinkets and oddments of an obvious sentimental value but little of note. Bonnie closed the door and quickly slipped the bolt fast. Alice turned with a quizzical expression but said nothing.
Bonnie moved to one of the beds and sat at the head side, she patted the bed indicating Alice should sit. When Alice had complied Bonnie turned looking deep into her eyes. She then leaned forward and kissed Alice. When Alice didn’t retreat from this she increased the passion of her kisses probing with her tongue against Alice’s soft lips until she opened her mouth and they quickly flicked tongues against each other. Alice finally pulled away from the embrace. She didn’t look perturbed by the affair.
“Is this the help you need?” She asked Bonnie with a smile.
“Sort of” answered Bonnie as she twisted to the small bedside cabinet opening the lower door she removed two dildo’s one was porcelain much like the one Alice had seen earlier with the Master. The other larger one was polished wood it had been carved in the caricature of a penis. “When the Master punishes us he normally doesn’t let us enjoy it, if you know what I mean”
“Is that why you, helped me earlier?”
“Yes, it wasn’t fair for your first time.” Bonnie replied. Alice nodded and said,
“What do you want me to do?”
Bonnie didn’t answer but put her hand under Alice’s dress and rubbed her freshly shaven vulva through her cotton panties. Alice leaned back and lifted her hem. She was soon very wet again as Bonnie slipped her fingers around her under garments to begin probing at the silken grooves of her womanhood.
“Oh” she sighed as the experienced fingers of Bonnie slipped in and out. Bonnie stopped for moment while she stood up to remove her own panties. Bonnie lay back against the pillows propped upon the head board, lifting her skirt she revealed her own shaven mound. Alice leaned down between Bonnie’s white thighs her small fingers spreading the lips apart as her tongue lapped at her clitoris. Bonnie grabbed the headboard then spoke through clenched teeth,
“Faster lick faster, yes, yes use your fingers to fuck me”
Alice obliged by pushing two fingers deep inside Bonnie and licking harder and faster.
“Oooow!” moaned a frustrated Bonnie, “You fingers are tiny,” Alice looked a little hurt at this. “It’s fine I know you’re a delicate little thing” Bonnie reached over to grab the large wooden dildo, “Use this instead.”
Dutifully Alice obeyed, the large shiny wooden phallus was lighter than she expected but seemed even bigger when it was in her hand. She carefully positioned it at the entrance to Bonnie’s eager folds then remembering how the Master had fucked Bonnie earlier she pushed it quickly inside and took up a steady repetitive motion.
“Oh God, Oh yes, that’s it, that’s it, keep going. Deeper, deeper, faster” Bonnie was bucking around on the bed as Alice continued the pounding pressure. A few moments later Bonnie pulled a pillow over her face to muffle the screams as she climaxed, a small involuntary jerk of her hips took over after the initial flood of pleasure, eventually her breathing subsided and the twitching stopped. She removed the pillow from her face and spoke,
“Oh, that was very good, I really needed that. Thank you Alice.” Alice simply looked flushed and thrilled to have repaid the favour. After getting dressed they descended the stairs to the kitchen and back to work. |
looking forward to more. 
