A Strict Governess for Richard

"Arrggghhhhh arrgggghhhhh." Wave after wave of sensation enveloped her body. Her breasts thrust forward as she heaved for breath, her buttocks quivered as her body shook.

"Well who would have thought that you would be so sensitive, you poor girl." Claire's words made Rachael shudder once more. Slowly Claire let her fingers become still inside the girl. She held her firmly, feeling Veronica remove her hand from the clitoris. Gently she withdrew her own finger from the sphincter and patted the soft mound of flesh of the pubis as she slid her fingers out of the tight vaginal passage.

Veronica put her hand around Rachael's trembling shoulders and held her steadily as they let her body sit down in the warm water. They laid her head back against the slope of the bath and gently stroked her breasts and tummy.

Diane was delighted with the performance; she leaned forward and gently kissed Claire's cheek. "Good girl." She whispered.

Claire moved away from the bath as Diane knelt beside Veronica and lifted Rachael's head between her hands. She pressed her lips to the girl's and kissed her passionately.

"I am going to leave you now, come and see me as soon as you are ready I will be in my study." Veronica and Diane stood up and left Claire alone with Rachael.

*

Richard sat on his bed, his face blushing furiously as he looked up at Claire and Rachael.

"Now don't make a fuss there's a good boy... off with your clothes and come through into the bathroom when you have undressed." Claire's voice was friendly but firm as she addressed the young boy.

Both Rachael and Claire were wearing crisp white tunics, which Diane had given them. The hems were cut short to mid thigh, which showed off their bare legs to best advantage. Diane had insisted that they wore no underwear, knowing that they would be more aware of their own bodies as they bathed the boy.

"Hurry up there's a good boy." Rachael spoke softly to Richard as she leaned down and gently stroked his blushing cheek, before turning and following Claire into the bathroom.

Richard was dumbfounded; he sat unmoving as he took in the situation. He felt totally humiliated as he slowly began to take off his clothes. He had always dreaded the humiliation of being bathed by Wendy and Annette, but now he was to be bathed by two young girls that had never seen him naked before.

Richard had only met Claire and Rachael brief occasions when he had been to the kitchen for tea. He had felt more at ease with them because of the fact that they had not been privy to the previous humiliations that he had been subjected to by the other girls. Now it was all to change. Slowly his trembling fingers undid the buttons of his shirt.

He took off his shirt and trousers and then his socks and shoes. He could not bring himself to take off his underpants and after some deliberation he timidly walked into the bathroom naked save for the cotton garment. Rachael and Claire turned toward him as he came into the bathroom. Rachael smiled as she noticed he had kept his underpants on.

"Come and stand by the bath there's a good boy. Why on earth are you wearing those, you can't wear those in the bath you silly boy... come here."

Rachael sat on the edge of the bath and beckoned the boy towards her. Reluctantly Richard moved to stand in front of her, his face coloured crimson as she lifted his chin to look into his eyes.

"My you are a shy one." She said as she deftly pulled his underpants down to his knees. Richard looked down his face was burning red as she instructed him to step out of the pants. Richard could not help clasping his hands to his groin as she uncovered him. Claire put her arm around his waist and gently urged him to step into the bath.

"Come along get in and stand up facing the taps. We are going to give you a nice warm bath, aren't we Rachael."

Richard stepped into the bath acutely aware of his own nakedness and the gentle touch of their hands as they helped him in.

"Stand straight now, hands on your head, lets have no nonsense." Claire spoke firmly as she pulled his hands away from his groin and made him put them on his head.

She stood back and admired the boy's naked body as Rachael picked up the soap and began to soap his legs. Richard stood straight his eyes tightly shut as he felt gentle hands begin to soap his body. He was trembling from head to foot as Rachael covered his legs and thighs with soapy lather.

Claire began to soap his shoulders, her delicate fingers caressing the back of his neck, while she ran the fingers of her other hand gently over his chest, her nails softly teasing the brown aureoles of his nipples.

They soaped him thoroughly although deliberately avoiding his genitals and buttocks. It was with delight that both girls noticed his penis begin to erect. Claire looked up at his face, which was beetroot red. His eyes were shut tightly and his lips were trembling.

"You needn't shut your eyes Richard, we are not going to wash your hair tonight." Rachael looked at Claire with amusement as Claire continued.

"Come along open your eyes there's a good boy."

Richard opened his eyes and looked at the girls, he blushed an even deeper shade as they smiled at him.

"Don't be a shy boy, look here what is the meaning of this." Richard could not help looking down as Claire deliberately took hold of his semi-erect penis in her slim fingers.

"Why is your penis getting stiff, are you not able to control yourself?"

She looked Richard straight in the eyes as she firmly squeezed the organ, pulling the foreskin back as her hand slid down the shaft. With her free hand she cupped his testicles drawing them forward from between his legs.

Rachael took her cue from Claire and slipped her hand between his buttocks, rubbing her fingers up and down between the crease she located the opening of the sphincter. She gently probed with her forefinger until her fingertip rested against the puckered orifice. Without warning she pushed her soapy finger straight up into his bottom.

"Arrgggh" Richard gasped as he felt the rude intrusion stretch the membranes of his sphincter.

"There that's better I can make sure your bottom is nice and clean. Bend over and put your hands on the end of the bath and then I can get at you a little easier."

Rachel spoke her well-rehearsed dialogue as Claire helped the boy to bend over. Claire retained her grip on his penis as she placed her other hand on his back pushing him down until he was bent over with his hands resting on either side of the taps.

Richard's body was trembling from head to foot as the girl's quickly stimulated him. Rachael pushed deep into his bottom with her finger until she located the sensitive prostate. She quickly curled her finger rubbing the fingertip over the gland. She felt the boy jerk and try to straighten up as she manipulated her finger within him. With her free hand she smacked his bottom smartly leaving a red imprint of her hand across his upturned buttocks.

"Try and be a good boy Richard, we have to wash you thoroughly you know." Rachel spoke firmly as she continued to probe deep within him.

Rachel could see Claire's hands busily moving under the boy's tummy. Claire was pushing the foreskin back until the skin was stretched tight and then pulling upwards. She reached her other hand beneath him and took hold of his scrotum squeezing gently but firmly as she quickened the pace of her fingers up and down the shaft of his penis.

"Right stand up straight. Hands back on you head there's a good boy... quickly now."

Claire's voice was firm as she got the boy to stand upright. His face was contorted with anguish as he placed his hands back on his head. Richard felt utterly humiliated, he could not help looking at Claire with an anguished expression as she briskly pushed his foreskin back exposing the glans of his penis fully. He trembled as he felt Rachel push her finger even further up into his bottom.

"Right keep still and try not to wriggle while I soap under your foreskin. Young boys never seem to wash themselves properly there so do try and keep still."

Claire was totally aware of the humiliating effect their words and actions were having on the boy. She squeezed her legs together sensitive to her own nakedness beneath the cotton tunic. Rachel stroked her free hand over the front of the boy's thighs and cupped his testicles as Claire reached for the soap.

"Shall I hold his testicles out of the way while you soap his penis?" She asked Claire sweetly, noting Richard's look of abject embarrassment.

"Now look at me," said Claire as she began to soap around the rim of his penis. "This is where young boys need to keep clean."

She deftly rubbed backwards and forwards over the sensitive flesh causing Richard to bend forward in an effort to pull away. Rachael quickly pushed her finger even deeper up into his bottom making the boy stand upright once more. Richard began to tremble as the girls quickly brought him to the edge of a climax. His body shook uncontrollably as they cleverly excited him to a fever pitch.

"Arggghhh.. pleeee... ease Miss... I can't stand it... mmmmnn." Richard moaned and groaned as the girls increased the tempo of their fingers.

"Come along there's a good boy... try and keep still." Rachael cooed as she watched the boy ejaculate.

Semen spurted from the tip of his penis as his whole body heaved with emotion.

"Argggghhhh... mnnnnghghg..oooohhhhh pleee...eease Missssss..sss."

Richard was close to fainting as the girls continued to excite him. His knees began to buckle as he continued to ejaculate. He moaned incoherently as Rachael squeezed his testicles firmly, simultaneously pushing her finger hard up into his bottom.

"Arrggghhh... arggghhhh" Richard moaned and groaned as the girls extracted every drop from him. The boy's chest heaved as he fought for breath. Claire immediately slowed the pace of her fingers. She looked at Rachael indicating the boy's distress. Rachel relaxed her grip on his testicles and gently pulled her finger from his bottom. She reached her hand to the boy's blushing face and caressed his cheek.

"There, there, Richard you have been a good boy, try and stand still for another minute while we rinse you off then you can get out. Open your eyes and look at me."

She smiled sweetly at him as he opened his eyes, she could see the look of utter humiliation on his face as she stroked her hands over his body. They rinsed him gently and helped him from the bath. Rachael took a soft bath towel and began to dry him. She heard him groan inwardly as she took his penis and began to pat it dry, carefully avoiding rubbing the towel against the sensitive glans.

They led him from the bathroom and into the bedroom and sat him on the bed while Rachel took a new towelling bathrobe from his wardrobe and beckoned him to stand up in front of her. She slipped the garment over his shoulders aware that her breasts were pressing against his chest as she helped him put his arms into the sleeves. Rachel left the dressing gown open in front so that the boy was fully exposed as she turned him toward Claire who had picked up a hairbrush.

Deliberately Claire reached forward and took hold of the boy's penis, feeling the softness of the now flaccid flesh as she pulled him forward until she was able to sit on the bed with Richard standing facing her. She looked up into his blushing face as she began to gently brush the neat pubic hair around his penis.

"You have a really lovely body Richard, why do you get so embarrassed in front of Rachael and I, don't you like us?"

Richard blushed profusely as Claire continued to brush down over his pubic hair.

"Of course Miss I do like you I ...I just get embarrassed." Richard stammered.

"Well try and be a bit more at ease the next time we have to bath you. We do have other work to do you know... and Lady Rawlings would be cross if she thought you were being uncooperative."

Richard blushed once more as she squeezed his penis, he could feel himself beginning to erect and was powerless to stop it.

"Pleee..ease don't Misss, I feel funny." Richard gasped as Claire pushed his foreskin back over the shaft of the penis until the skin was stretched tight.

"Don't be a silly boy... you should have more control over yourself." Claire chided him as she gave his penis one last squeeze before letting go.

She stood up and walked to the dressing table. She took a decorative tin of talcum powder from the dresser top and put it into the pocket of her tunic. Rachel stepped forward and turned the boy around until he was facing her. She put her hands on his shoulders and looked into his eyes and smiled sweetly at him. Her pretty eyes twinkled beneath the long lashes as she looked closely into his face.

"You really must not get so embarrassed Richard, you really are a lovely boy. Sit on the bed and lie back I am just going to check you over before..."

Rachael cut her sentence short. She pushed Richard down on to his bed and sat down beside him. Richard tried to cover himself as the dressing gown parted leaving the front of his body totally uncovered.

"Lie back there's a good boy and put your hands behind your head." She watched as Richard obeyed. Gently Rachael pushed his legs apart and took hold of the timid flesh of his penis. With finger and thumb only, she pulled the foreskin down and placed the flattened palm of her other hand over the sensitive opening. Slowly she rubbed the flattened palm over the very tip of the penis, rubbing gently in a circular motion. Richard jerked his hips at the excruciating sensation right at the very tip of his penis.

"Keep still now, I just want your penis to become a little stiffer so that I can look behind the foreskin properly."

Richard blushed profusely as Rachael looked at him, her pretty face smiling down at his. Claire came and sat at the other side of the boy. She leaned over him, her head next to Rachael's and lowered her face until her lips were almost touching his.

"Just relax there's a good boy. Rachael is going to have a little look at your penis. We really care for you Richard so try and be good won't you."

Richard looked into her eyes, seeing her affectionate expression.

"I'm sorry miss, I just can't help it." A tear rolled down his cheek as he looked into her eyes.

"Never mind Richard, I know it must be difficult." She leaned her head forward and placed her lips over his. Richard could feel her tongue push past his lips and deep into his mouth. The combined effect of the kiss and the acute sensations of their hands upon his body overwhelmed him. His chest heaved as he fought for breath, his body tensed to breaking point.

Rachael increased the motion of her hands upon him, sensing just how sensitive the tip of the penis must be by the boy's reactions. She watched, fascinated as the organ erected fully. Gently she pushed the foreskin up and down the shaft at the same time increasing the pressure of her open palm upon the tip of the opening. She could see his slender hips writhe as she increased the pressure. She stopped abruptly as she felt his penis suddenly begin to throb beneath her hands. She quickly took her hands away and without knowing why gently squeezed his testicles. She got up from the bed and tapped Claire on the shoulder.

"I think it is time Richard came to the kitchens for his tea she said knowingly to Claire. Claire patted Richard's blushing cheek as she took her lips away from his. She could see that his eyes were unfocussed and that he was in distress.

"Oh dear Richard was that to much for you. I suppose it has been quite traumatic for you." She got up and stood by the side of the bed looking down at him.

"Stand up then and we will take you down for some tea."

Richard sat up feeling rather groggy as his hands groped to find the cord and fasten his dressing gown. He was unable to hide the bulge of his erect penis as he stood up. Rachael looked down and laughed. "You really will have to do something about that Richard."

He blushed furiously as he put his hands into the deep pockets of the dressing gown and clasped his penis to the side as he followed the girls out of the room.

Richard ate with relish the food that Claire and Rachael had prepared for him. His earlier embarrassment had now completely disappeared. The girls had been careful not to refer to his bath and had instead talked to him about the estate and the different areas that he would find interesting. Claire had noticed a slight furrowing of his brow as she mentioned the lake. She was aware of the happenings there from Wendy and instead of rapidly changing the subject she talked of the wildlife to be found in the woods at the other side of the lake.

Rachael listened to the conversation as she busied herself about the kitchen clearing away plates and utensils. She was aware of the clever way that Claire had handled the conversation and without resentment realised that she could not have done so well. Rachael finished clearing up and turned to Claire.

"Right I'm finished shall we see Richard to bed?" Claire smiled knowingly. "I would like to pop by the living room on the way if you don't mind."

Rachael watched Richard get up from his seat. "O.K. lead the way and we will follow." Rachael said as she followed behind Richard as Claire led the way out of the kitchen.

Claire opened the door to the living room without knocking she was not surprised to see Diane seated on the settee or Veronica seated opposite her.

"Oh sorry Miss I didn't realise you would be in here." The lie slid smoothly from her tongue as she moved into the living room. Rachael pushed the boy forward and entered the room behind him.

"Ah.. there you are Richard I trust you have been bathed, come and let me have a look at you." Diane smiled at the boy as she spoke, wickedly aware of what she had instructed the girls to do to him during his bath.

Rachael pushed the bewildered boy towards the settee.

"That will be all then Claire and Rachael, I will see that Richard gets to bed on time."

Gratefully Claire and Rachael turned to leave, their part in the charade now over. Claire quickly took the tin of talcum powder from her pocket and placed it on the arm of the settee as she moved toward the door.

Diane looked up at Richard as he stumbled rather than walked to the settee.

"Did you have a nice bath.?" Diane looked up sweetly at the boy watching him blush as she asked the question.

"Er,, yes Miss." Richard did not know what to say he was so overwhelmed by the beauty of his young mistress.

Diane was wearing a short nightdress over which she wore a light silk dressing gown draped across her shoulders. The neckline of the nightdress was cut low and showed her firm breasts almost to the nipple as she leaned forward. Her bare legs glistened with health and vitality as she lazily stretched them out in front of her. Richard could not help looking down at her as she rubbed her thighs together before putting her feet on the floor and sitting forward.

"Come closer Richard I can't see you properly if you stand there." Richard shuffled forward until his dressing gown almost touched her shins

"That's better I can have a look at you now." Without warning she reached for the belt of his dressing gown and pulled the ends of the cord. Before he could protest she had opened the gown wide bearing his body to her gaze.

"Hands on your head there's a good boy I don't want any disobedience." Her words managed to stop Richard in the act of quickly clasping his groin. Reluctantly he diverted his hands, slowly raising them above his head.

She looked intently at his body, ignoring his blushes. Richard looked up towards the ceiling as if to distance himself from the embarrassment that he felt. Diane held the dressing gown open while she examined his body in minute detail, noting the firm stomach and thighs, before moving her attention to his genitals. She continued to look at him for several minutes before moving her gaze up to his blushing face.