A Penny for your Thoughts

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"What is your whim right now sir?"

"It is, as previously stated: for you to remove the dress."

"What will the servants say?"

"They will say nothing, since it is you and not any one of them who is instructed to disrobe. You are out-with their duties so to speak."

"Then I will disrobe for you, even without my maid present."

"Your present maid is still recovering from my intercourse with her after luncheon."

"I do wish you wouldn't despoil the servants without consulting me sir. It is merry hell trying to find substitutes with the reputation you are building up."

"You are being consulted now, pet."

"That is hardly the point."

"Do you need the maid right now?"

"I daresay I can manage."

"Strip then. You make me impatient to see you."

"That works for both of us, sir."

"Clever girl"

"I do try my best."

"Your best is quite impressive."

"When I'm not all fingers and thumbs..."

"You know very well you are more and less than that."

"I am your cunt, sir."

"Exactly: and that's a very good beginning."

"Would you help with these hooks?"

"Turn round and I'll do what I can. You will reciprocate later, I trust?"

"Your trust is well founded, sir."

"Your hooks are very well located."

"I love your hand against the nape of my neck....my shoulders...the small of my back."

"You are deliciously tactile. I've never known anyone respond so well to the touch of a finger on her flesh."

"I respond well to your lips too, sir."

"It's nice that you can distinguish one touch from another."

"You have that particular way about you sir. It would be difficult for anyone to emulate it."

"Not even when you are blindfolded and the lights are extinguished?"

"I think I know you well enough even in those circumstances."

"I will have to try that before you are much older."

"A little sensory deprivation never did anyone too much harm, sir."

"I would not wish to be deprived of your wide-eyed look of surprise too often."

"Then you must continue to let me turn my head when you take me from behind."

"You turn too many heads," he smiled absently and looked down at the papers on the desk, shuffling them and turning them round, breaking off their conversation altogether. She watched him, keeping her distance and holding her peace for a while, waiting for the right moment to resume. As she waited she lifted the glass to her lips and sipped slowly, alternating her regard between him and the carpet. She really didn't want him to feel that she was staring demandingly at him, until she was ready to fence again.

"I would sacrifice their regard for your undivided attention, sir."

"Sorry -- I was just wondering about whether to purchase a new property."

"Would that be a new woman or additions to the estate?"

"Estate -- building and surrounding park to be precise; with two fountains apparently."

"His and hers fountains -- my! How swish!"

"And don't let your hackles rise so easily. Or do you really want to be swished until you squeal for mercy?"

"Forgive me sir."

"You'll get your forgiveness once your arse is criss-crossed with the marks of my displeasure."

"You only intend to despoil my backside sir?"

"Do you want the backs of your thighs and your tits whipped too?"

"Not unless you really need the exercise sir. I wouldn't want each touch of my clothing to remind me of you wreaking your vengeance for my faux pas."

"Go naked then."

"But I like pretty clothes."

"Sometimes your profligacy knows no end."

"I didn't say new clothes."

"Nor did I; I was thinking of the property."

"That would be your profligacy then."

"It would be your day-dream fulfilled."

"Only if you are there sir: it's not so much fun drinking cocktails on your own."

"You could write and invite your envious friends, between sips, pet."

"I fear for their safety in your proximity, given your unpredictable demands for intercourse after breakfast."

"Are any of your friends fit to fuck?"

"That's not very nice."

"Sometimes you need me to be not very nice. Now come here. I wish you bare now."

"Yes sir."

"The days are yours to do as you will, pet, as you know full well. In the evenings you are my plaything."

"I can have hopes that you might want to play with me during the day as well, can I not?"

"You can hope that I continue to love separating your dress and pulling you from it."

"That seems to be a given at this juncture, sir."

"It's like a ripe fruit being extracted from its protective sheath."

"I think that I grow rather fond of being extracted, sir."

"Wriggle your hips."

"Like this?"

"Yes -- I want to see the shimmy supporting your striptease."

"What else do you want to see, sir?"

"The dress pooled around your ankles."

"And would you care to view anything else?"

"Your arse nicely displayed when you bend to pick it up will be... yes, excellent -- just stay there for a moment."

"Yes sir."

"Underskirts down."

"Yes sir."

"Splendid. Exhibit yourself."

"Is this spread enough for you?"

"No -- show off the intimacies of your arse too."

"You have a rosebud fetish sir."

"You have a rosebud worthy of appreciation. I love the pinkness -- the freshness -- the untried look of it."

"It's hardly virgin territory, sir."

"It was once."

"Do you regret not being the first?"

"No. It has served me well enough. Play with your cunt."

"Yes sir."

"Spread the lips. Show me your inner secrets."

"You know all my inner secrets."

"I have some idea of them, but I'm more interested in your inner secretions right now."

"You know the thought of you sometimes makes me very moist."

"Well make sure the touch of your fingers make you very wet. I intend to thrust into you without any preliminaries today."

"Yes sir."

"Undo your stays. I should like to see and then make use of your tits. Good girl...now squeeze them together -- I will want to fuck them later-- a nice nest for a saliva-covered cock to roost in...and you have permission to look down and open your mouth, with your lips pursed and tongue, lining the bottom lip, just so you can feel the penetration when I reach behind the back of your head and push you down onto my member. Ah candles."

The two servants went about their work diligently, trying to keep their eyes averted from the scene that presented itself in the centre of the room. One walked slowly across the room to the mantelpiece and lit the two candleholders perched in front of the mirror. The other made his way to the window and applied his taper to the wicks of the candles on the small tables on either side of it.

"Light the one on the desk too, please," he snapped at one of them and then patted his pet's rump convivially. "I may need some warm wax there later."

"Yes sir," the servant bowed, just managing to conceal the smirk that had crept unbidden to his lips.

"We have illumination, pet."

"I had noticed, sir. The voyeurs' club in the servants' quarters will be extremely pleased."

"Can you imagine them pouring over monographs of your partially clad form."

"I'd rather not, sir."

"What would you like to imagine then?"

"I'd like to imagine that we have reached the point where I render you reciprocal service?"

"Then get over the desk and push the plans for the manse to one side."

"Did you say plans, sir?"

"I did."

"You tempt me so."

"You will not resist the temptation to unbutton me when you are in position."

"Yes sir."

"And you will not be perusing said plans until after you are well-fucked."

"Sometimes I wish you weren't quite so insightful."

"If I were not, then you would get away with murder, dear lady."

"Ooohing over sands, palms and azure seas is hardly murderous."

"You will ooh just as well if you focus on how you are filled with my member, whether it's amidst sands or over less exotic hard wood."

"I may just sigh, thinking of the origins of the hardwood."

"You had better not, girl."

"I am only teasing sir."

"You know, sometimes I cannot decide whether to fuck you or spank you, but you so do so help me make up my mind with your teases."

"What is your pleasure sir?"

"Right now -- both -- spread your cunt open again. I do not intend to be gentle."

"Oh sir!"

"Take it out."

"Yes sir."

"Kiss it appreciatively."

"Mmmm -- yes sir."

"You know this is what you want."

"I know this is what I need."

"And what is this exactly?"

"A nice hard cock pressed deep into my cunt without any further preliminaries."

"Very good: now pet, what is your arse begging for?"

"A spanking sir: a nice hard spanking."

"And who...stay still, damn it ...is going...to adminis...ter...that...spank...ing."

"I had...ouch...hoped you would sir...but...you do begin...to seem...rather engaged... in...other...areas."

"You were made...for me to...fuck, pet."

"And I do...like your hands...cupping my breasts...while...you... fuck ...sir."

"What other...possible...purpose could...you have in life?"

"For you to...bugger... sir?"

"Raise...your arse up... and we will...see about...that."

"Yes sir."

"No -- don't... reach...behind you."

"As...you...oh, my goodness...wish!"

"Leave your arms...on the desk. I intend to spank...you...first, with my cock...hovering nice and snug in the entrance...to your sex."

"Yes sir."

"You present...a rather...fine target."

"I'm not sure...how to...take that, sir."

"With grace and...forbearance: you have...permission...to thank me...as each blow... lands...like so!"

"Ohhhh -- thank you sir"

"Such a pretty palm print: have another."

"Thank you."

"And you backed into me most refreshingly. Another."

"Ouchy -- thank you."

"Your cunt juices look rather fetching on my exposed shaft; and again."

"Oh go...d! Thank you, sir."

"Right now pet. I am your only god. Now fuck back on me again before I strike the other cheek."

"Yessss sir. Thank...you."

"Look back at me now."

"Yes sir."

"I love looking into your eyes when I take you."

"You like...my pupils...to be dilated?"

"I like you under me, waiting to be taken...when...I...want...to...take...you."

"Yessss."

"Now..."

"Yes sir?"

"Spread your cheeks."

"Tell me sir...

"Yes?"

"What is it about men and anal sex?"

"I cannot speak for other men, but for me, it is empowering to have you go that one step further, looking round and offering your rear up.

"Really?"

"Yes and I love the way your eyes are open at the same time as your backside is filled. I like to use you. It is the essence of your purpose."

"My purpose is your essence sir."

"Spread and shut up pet."

"Yes sir."

"I want to fill your bottom and grip your hair, while you lean over the desk, backside nicely lifted to give me the greatest pleasure."

"Mmmphhhh!"

"And when I'm done...your mouth will...serve...as the next...stop in this...exposition... of your sexual...submission."

"Oh!"

"No pet. You meant to...say -- thank you...very much...and...may I have...some more please...sir."

"I think I... prefer the words...put in my mouth... rather than... your... soiled... cock."

"You will have... the soiled cock...none...the...less."

"Yes sir."

"It will put... a stop to... your incessant... blather."

"Yes sir."

"And... your tongue... always accentuates... my... delight"

"Mmm."

"Is this what... you were... dreaming of pet?"

"Whi-iiich sir?"

"Being a cock slut...for your master? Ease...your...arse...back. I want to see... your bottom... jiggling... between spanks."

"Mmmmm"

"That's it girl -- just let me... take control... of all motion -- you just have... to move backwards... when your hair...is tugged...in... the... hope... of ushering... in waves of proprietorial ...pleasure."

"Mmm..."

"I do love... fucking... your arsehole... like this: so tight... and so hot...."

"Mmm."

"Reach between your legs."

"Yes sir."

"Stroke my balls: you may keep... your eyes... wide open... all the while. I like... to look... into your pupils... and see you... express yourself... without uttering... a syllable, as you look... for a context... to your...submission!"

"Oooooh! You fill me so, sir."

"I am your context pet, even when I withdraw from you."

"Yes sir."

"You can daydream of tropical paradises or verdant lakeside trysts or castles in the air, but I am the commonality to all those possibilities."

"Do I never get a night out with the girls then?"

"You have to earn those nights pet."

"And how do I earn those?"

"You earn with your mouth, your cunt, your arse and your whole, devoted being."

"So I will be fucked and sodomised again tonight?"

"Yes. And you will be treated as roughly as you know you wish to be treated."

"Have I brought this all upon myself?"

"Bring your arse up onto my cock once more and we will see exactly what you have brought."

"Oh my! Is that all for me sir?"

"Don't sass me, girl," he snapped and slapped her bottom hard.

"Ouch! Sorry, sir"

"Just fuck it. Your sorrow is of no importance right now. That's it -- take the head and the shaft into your arsehole. Good girl. No. Further. Don't hesitate. Surrender your backside to my need. Do I have to grasp your hair to ensure you are fully impaled on it?

"No sir."

"Evidently I do! Now look back at me. Let me see the enjoyment of obedience spreading across your face like the good cunt you are, pet."

"Your...cunt...sir."

Obviously, now back to the buggery. I want your arse tighter than a virgin's pussy. That's it -- squeeze your cheeks together. Focus. Give your whole attention to the pleasing. That way you will be really appreciated, valued and generally made much of."

"Yes sir."

"I look forward to your mouth and its ministrations, girl."

"Could you withdraw a little, sir -- it hurts."

"Is your pain material?"

"It is to me sir."

"Relish it. I wish you to do more than just endure the fucking."

"Do you ...mmm ...you are so hard in me...there, sir ... why should you have any doubts on that score sir?"

"So you find you like the contrast then?"

"I think I like pleasing you, sir."

"I think I will like coming over your face, spurting my need over your features."

"I hope that you will take all the pleasure you can out of that moment sir."

"Kindly open your mouth pet. It's time for your palate to be soiled."

"Yes sir."

"I want to contrast the wetness of your lips with the dryness of your arse."

"Mmmmphh!"

"Good girl. Suck me clean. Then you will have the pleasure of bringing me off between those fantastic tits of yours. "Do I hear you thinking "How can I resist the challenge", pet? Well, know this - you can't and you won't, since it affords you the opportunity to chatter while you bring me to where I need to be."

"I like multi-tasking sir. It makes me feel more useful."

"Push your breasts together."

"Yes sir."

"Tighter."

"Yes sir."

"I want to press home between them as if they were a second cunt."

"Not an arse sir?"

"No witch -- pinch them -- I want them hard when I spurt across them and into your face."

"Your cunt awaits your pleasure sir."

"That's the girl I trained."

"Yes sir."

"Lick the cock head girl -- I'm going to push your head down and you are going to please me as you have never pleased me before."

"Yes sir."

"Faster girl: I'm going to keep your head down and mouth filled until I am sated."

"Hmmm."

"Purse your lips tighter girl. You are here to be used."

"Mmmm."

"Do I have to tawse your well-fucked arse to ensure you perfect your technique?

She looked up at him, a hint of alarm in the wide-eyed look she gave him.

"That's it -- rights of passage - My rights...your passage...ah yeessss.... That was...well-played pet!"

"Yes sir,"she grinned ruefully and began to wipe his jism from her face, licking her fingers to relieve them of the acquired viscous fluid,"but..."

"You have reservations? And yes I know I have the reservations on this occasion, so do not stray there."

"You make me want to choke with throw away remarks like that when you come -- they just make me giggle."

"You will stop thinking about giggling, lick the residue of my come from your face and be grateful for small mercies."

"Will I lick you clean too sir?"

"Not right now. Your tongue in my arse in the cabin of our ship to the new property will be more than enough later."

"Oh sir!"

"As long as you are content in my service, pet"

"I'm content, but I'll need to pack."

"Your maid has seen to that girl."

"So this was just to distract my thoughts then?"

"And how much was the distraction of your thoughts worth pet?"

"Oooh: at least a penny, sir; at least a penny."

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