Gentlemen and Ladybirds Ch. 02

"Don't worry, Palmer, you did exactly the right thing. I have some unfinished business with this lady and therefore I asked her to come by my house whenever she had the time. You may leave us now, and make sure we are not disturbed." He gave a dismissive nod towards his butler who made himself scarce right away. With the door shut and locked up, he decided to put all his focus on Minette.

"My, oh my. I knew you wouldn't last long but less than 24 hours? Damn, I didn't expect you to be that weak."

Minette didn't know how she ought to act towards him this time so she decided to remain quiet until commanded otherwise. Just as he wanted her to behave the last time.

"I guess that means you want to get that cock taken out of you as soon as possible, right?" he asked and Minette turned her face up a bit, although still keeping her gaze turned down.

"Yes, master," she replied humbly.

He tapped a bit on his watch pocket where the key to her liberty laid, not answering her right away.

"You didn't think you would get out of it just by asking kindly, did you?" He smacked his lips. "You must do something in return for me granting you your freedom, don't you think? Well then, what would you do for me if I locked up your belt?"

"Wh.. What I would do, master?" she asked, confused with the whole situation.

"Oh, please. Humour me, Minette. How much do you think your freedom is worth? What would you offer me if I unlocked your chastity belt?"

Minette had never felt more naive in her entire life than she did in this very moment. How could she have thought that just because she had been letting go of her pride and travel to his home, he was going to be benevolent to her? Damn, she should have known his benevolence didn't come free.

"You... you could perhaps do to me what you did yesterday, master," she finally replied.

His mouth, which had been smirking the whole time since she entered his office, turned down. She knew her answer hadn't pleased him.

"Now Minette, you have to be a bit more specific. We did plenty of things yesterday, what things do you think deserve an encore?"

"You... Perhaps you could spank me, master. On my behind, master," she added when she saw his brows rising. "I could also take you in my mouth, if that would please you."

Alistair thoroughly enjoyed watching Minette struggle with reciting the events of their past night together. He wouldn't let her off to hook so easily, though.

"Yes, yes, that sound fun and all of that but what else can you offer me girl." He walked up closer to her and started shaking her shoulders. "We have already done all of those things. What else would you be willing to do, in return for me removing that cock from your cunt?"

She swallowed hard a couple of times and licked her lips. "You could play with my arse, master."

His lordship's eyes lightened up at that idea. Fuck, why had she suggested that?

"Very good. That's a very tempting offer, Minette. You know what, I think I've just come up with a plan for the evening. First, you suck me until I'm rock-hard, and I expect a much better job from you than last night's pitiful attempts. Then, I'll fuck your pussy until I cum and at the same time I'm going to give your breasts a nice whipping. Finally, you will put on a show for me and rub your quim until I get hard again and then I'll fuck your arse. How does that sound?"

He could see how Minette's chin dropped after him mentioning that last part. He allowed himself to smile a bit. He knew fucking her arse was not what she had intended when she suggested he could play with it, but this night was not going to go according to her plans. He was the master and he would set the lead! Looking into her eyes, he could see she had come to the conclusion to follow his demands. Greedy, little whore.

"That sounds good, master," she said demurely.

"I'm glad you agree, slut. Not that it really matters but it pleases me you realise it's always best to simply comply with my commands. Now strip and get on your knees, right here, in front of me." He pointed to the ground right between his legs and Minette immediately started to unlace her corset.

Within minutes Minette was fully nude, with the exception of the chastity belt and her stockings that were still in place since Alistair ordered her to keep them on, and she knelt down on the Persian carpet.

"You know what to do, whore," he growled as she didn't move to touch him. "Release my cock and start bobbing your pretty little head up and down on it."

With shaking hands, she started to unbutton his trousers and fished out his rod, and before he had time to repeat his demand, she had put him down her throat. She wasn't doing a much better job than last time, but she didn't gag fully as much and it didn't take him too long to get completely engorged.

"That was quite disappointing, slut," he said after pushing her off his cock. "I hope it doesn't take you months to be able to get me all down your throat. If so we would have a serious problem. Now, lay yourself down over my desk. Remove the ink bottles and such first and then go lay down on your back."

She quickly scootered (ORD, SCUTTERED?) over and removed the small items on his desk and then jumped up and laid back on it. Her bum was right on the edge and her legs were dangling down the side, but that seemed to please his lordship.

"Ah, and now there's only one thing left to do before our little enterlude can truly begin," he said and picked out the little key from his pocket and started to unlock the leather strap around her waist. After a couple of seconds, the piece of leather fell down onto the floor and Alistair stuck his hand up her cunt.

"Oh my, you've truly swallowed it all, sweetheart. Remind me the next time I'm locking something up in your snatch that it needs to be much bigger than this." Minette cringed inwardly at his words. Please, don't let it be another time. He fished out the dildo with his fingers and threw it down on the table next to Minette.

"Damn Minette, even for a whore you are definitely a lot messier than other girls." He showed her the hand he had reached into her twat with and it was completely soaked.

If there ever was a time when she could have died of embarrassment, it was now. It wasn't that she wanted to become so aroused, it was just that her body betrayed her so easily. It didn't feel good having that rod stuck up her quim, yet she could deny how wet that had made her. She turned her head away from the Earl, trying to conceal her shame, which only caused him further amusement.

"Don't be embarrassed, little girl," he said and wiped his juice-covered hand all over her cheeks. "Soon I doubt you'll still feel as aroused. Enjoy it while it lasts."

Before she could even contemplate his words, Alistair had pushed his cock all the way into her snatch. Minette gave away a shriek of surprise, which was rewarded with a sharp sting to her right breast.

"Now, now, this was what you wanted, wasn't it?" The Earl continued his pounding and when she didn't answer he gave her left breast a matching stripe with his riding crop. Minette hadn't even noticed he had a riding crop with him, much less that he'd picked it up.

"Aagh, yes master. Thank you, master." The whip continued its assault on her poor breasts and it didn't take long for Minette to scream out loud.

"Please, master, have mercy. Please, I beg of you, I can't take any more whipping."

He gave each breast two more strikes before throwing the crop away to give his full attention to the fucking (in front of him/that was occurring). The Earl grabbed her hips and pounded his cock even harder into her cunt. He started to grunt even heavier and right before he was going to cum, he moved his hands to her beaten tits and squeezed hard.

"OUCH!" she screamed from the bottom of her lungs as Alistair began to release his seed inside of her.

"Oh fuck, take it all, you little whore. Take all my cum," he groaned.

A couple strokes later, he had reached his culmination and slowly pulled his cock out of her pussy, now glistering with his cum. Looking at her cunt, he realised his cum was not the only thing adorning it.

"Oh my god, did you seriously ORGASM by receiving a hard fucking and tit-whipping?" Minette looked down between her legs and could see splatters of her own fluids glistening her pussy. She could have died of humiliation. "You are the horniest slut I've ever met in my entire life. What does it feel like, being such a wanton whore?"

She gave away a little cry and felt tears collecting in her eyes. It wasn't that she had enjoyed herself but it all had just been too much to handle and when he grabbed her abused breasts, she couldn't help but orgasm.

"I didn't mean to," she finally whispered.

He slapped her cheek. "What was that? Speak louder, whore!"

"I didn't mean to!" she repeated louder. "It just... happened!"

Alistair laughed. "Oh, dearest Minette, it's nothing to be ashamed of." He reached down and gave her cunt a gentle rub. "After all, that's what makes a whore a whore, isn't it? A lady would never get pleasure by being treated in such a rough manner. A whore on the other hand," he pinched her clit harshly and Minette twitched, "devours such treatments."

He removed his hand from her pussy and gave his fingers a little lick. Damn, she tasted good. Minette looked incredibly disgusted, which caused him to grin even more.

"Now slut, as you can see I am absolutely spent," he said and motioned down to his flattened cock. "It's time for you to do some of the work. Get those hands down to your snatch and start frigging yourself. Open yourself up with your left-hand and then start caressing yourself with your right. Begin!"

Alistair leaned back on his chair while Minette hesitantly reached down to her pussy. She opened herself up a little, but Alistair could barely see her inner lips or clit.

"Wider, slut, or I'll spread your pussy myself. I think you would rather like having my clamps accessorising your twat." He could see the horror in her eyes and she immediately spread her pussy lips more open.

Terrified of those clamps, she started running her fingers up and down her inner lips, occasionally circling her clit. She allowed herself a glance at the Earl and saw how his cock twitched at her "performance". Before long, he started fisting himself and she allowed her hands a short respite.

"Did I fucking tell you you could stop? NO! Get back to work, you stupid slut."

She quickly moved her hands back to her pussy and resumed her rubbing.

After a minute or so, Alistair's cock was standing straight up, fully engorged, and Minette realised her own sex had started to become very damp. She rubbed herself faster and faster, moaning every other second.

"Well, I think that is quite enough, don't you think?" Alistair sneered and got up from his seat.

But Minette couldn't take her hand away from her pussy. She was so close to cumming. Only a couple more seconds...

"Are you deaf or just slow? Get your dirty hands off your even dirtier twat!" He grabbed both her hands and with force made them lose contact with her cunt. Fuck, she was so, so close...

"Please master, please let me cum," she cried, no longer caring about her self-respect.

Holding her two hands over her head, he forced her over to her stomach. "Hell no, you've already had one orgasm tonight. That's quite enough for a dirty little slut like yourself. After that pitiful mouthfuck, one is definitely more than you deserve."

Minette cried out when he pushed her down on the desk, her sore breasts getting pressed against the surface. Her pussy was pulsing with need but with the Earl holding her arms, she couldn't get the slightest relief. The Earl took his hand and drew it against her tear-filled cheek.

"Now, now, I'm not completely merciless." He stroked her cheek with more gentleness than he'd shown her all day. "I say this: If you manage to cum when I fuck your arse, I won't punish you for not asking for permission before you do. That's a fair deal, don't you think?"

That's a fucking ridiculous deal, Minette wanted to scream, but she held her tongue and simply nodded.

Alistair took his dick and guided it towards her soaking wet pussy to lube himself up before taking her up her backside. After a few strokes inside her, he pulled out and inserted a couple of fingers, trying to gather up as much moisture as he could. Then, he slowly started to push his index finger into her anus.

"Oh, please master, that's too big. It won't fit. Please take it out." Minette had always thought anal sex was painful, but one finger hurt more than she had ever imagined. His cock inside her arse... That couldn't possibly work.

"Shut up, whore." He gave each of her buttocks a hard smack. "Either you relax and it will not hurt as much, or you resist and I guarantee it will be very painful indeed. You decide, it doesn't matter to me in the slightest. My cock will be inside your arse by the end of today. If you want it to hurt, then that's fine by me."

He wiggled his index finger around for a little while before pushing in his long finger. He noticed Minette tried her best to relax, although she wasn't very successful. He continued prodding her arse with his fingers for a good ten minutes before placing the tip of his dick at her back entrance.

"And now, it's finally time for you to become a three-hole slut," he said and started pushing forward.

She knew he was big, she had noticed he was quite a bit bigger than Lennox when she sucked him and fucked him, but his rod had never seemed bigger than in this very moment. It felt like she was going to be split in two. She shrieked so high Alistair had to put one of his hands over her mouth.

"Silence, bitch. My staff is discreet but I would rather not raise unnecessary attention." He continued his assault on her arse and she knew there wasn't any chance she could cum by this.

Alistair on the other hand was in heaven. He had never taken a woman's arse-virginity before; every whores' backdoor had been broken in by another bloke and his wife's behind was obviously off-limits. Minette was so incredibly tight, milking his cock with each stroke and he knew he wouldn't last long.

Minette could feel his cock twitching inside her bottom and knew this awful ordeal was soon to be over. Soon enough, she could return to Jewel's and rest her poor body. She started to push her body back against him to match his strokes so he could reach culmination sooner. True enough, seconds later his jizz started to fill up her anus.

"Well, slut, that was definitely your best performance yet." He pulled out of her arse, causing a loud plop-sound. "I will remember to use your arse more often in the future."

She raised from his desk, trying her best to maintain as much dignity as she could.

"Am I... Are we done then, master?" she whispered, her throat sore after all screaming.

Alistair fell back into his chair and put his cock back into his breechers. "Yes, Minette. I believe that will have to conclude this encounter." Minette breathed a sound of relief. "Although I do have an offer for you that I think you won't refuse."

Her eyes stared wide open. "What kind of offer?" she asked hesitantly.

"Well, dearest. When Lennox and I walked home yesterday, he mentioned he has been rather disappointed with your performance lately and that my little visit opened his eyes. He believed that it was time to part with you and get himself a new mistress who values his company more. Therefore, it's free for me to take over the role of your protector."

"I would never settle for you as my lover. These two times were more than enough for me, I will go find someone else who will take me on."

"Sure thing," he said casually. "But just so you know, you're currently out on the street. Lennox has terminated your room at Jewel's, and no offense but a whore without a bed is quite a pointless whore indeed."

"I'll find another place."

"Of course, that's always a possibility. But how long will that take? Do you really want to be dependent on temporary liaisons with fops looking for a shag at the docks while trying to find a new protector?" She knew was purposely being crude but that didn't help her from shuddering at the thought,

"Or, you could stay here with me." He opened his arms and gestured around the room. "My wife had a daughter last night and she will need a nanny, and I think you'd fit the role perfectly. You'd get a salary appropriate for the position and lodging here at my house."

"And that would be all? I would take care of your child?" she asked, doubting that was the full truth.

"And me, naturally."

Minette looked around the room in alarm. "But I don't know anything about how to take care of children."

"Oh please, almost every woman in this country figures that out sometime in her life. Why shouldn't you be able to learn? Now, will you accept my offer or not?"

Minette allowed herself a couple of seconds before she gave him her response, although she already knew what her answer would be. Live in the comforts of a lord's home and have to please his sadistic needs or live on the street and be at the mercy of every possible ruffian out there... The choice was extremely easy.

"Yes, master. I'll accept your offer."

"Perfect. Now, just a couple of things before you start. You will have to call me "my lord" when we are not in private, so as to not raise too many suspicions within my household."

Minette nodded, that was an easy enough demand to follow.

"Secondly, you will have to make yourself available to me when I need you. Your duty to me comes before your work as Elizabeth's nanny." He smirked, already envisioning their next encounter. Would it be in his chambers? Her's? The nursery, having a quick go at it before dinner...

"How would I do that? Won't the rest of your staff or your wife question why I'm not doing your duty?"

Alistair sighed heavily and raised from his chair. "If anyone were to question you, simply inform them that I personally had another duty for you to fulfill during that time. Naturally I'll back up such a statement".

She still looked a bit hesitant but gave a small nod. "I understand, master. Anything else?"

"Nothing that can't be mentioned at a later time. Now then, ready to start your new employment?"

"Yes, master," she replied and gave a small curtsy even though it pained her internally.

Alistair grinned and went over to one of the walls and pulled the bell rope hanging there. Within a couple of seconds the same man who admitted her entrance to this hell appeared at the door.

"Yes, my lord?" he asked, his face expressionless.

"Please, take Miss..." Alistair realised he didn't know her surname and turned to Minette for help.

"Smith," she assisted.

"Ah, yes. Palmer, take Miss Smith down to the servants quarters and arrange for someone to show her around the place. I've just hired her for the position of Elizabeth's nanny and I have zero doubts that she's going to be the perfect addition to our household." He gave Minette a small wink, one which she doubted the elderly butler would have been able to notice, which caused her cheeks to redden.

Palmer's eyes traveled back and forth between Alistair and Minette, no doubt trying to figure out why someone as ill-dressed as her had been offered work. And by the Earl himself, no less! It took him a few seconds before he had gained his voice again.

"Of course, my lord, I'll appoint one of the housemaids to show her around immediately."

"Perfect," Alistair replied and got up from his chair and turned back to Minette. "Then I believe our business is condoned for the time being. I'll leave you in Palmer's safe hand, for now. Until next time, Miss Smith."