Manon and Belle Pt. 14

Manon and Belle, Part 14

"Janine, forgive a personal question, but you said some saw you as a street rat still? Does that mean you face obstacles in the army?" Manon asked.

Janine snorted, "that would be one way of describing it my lady. All my peers, both of my own lowly rank and above are at least the sons and daughters of gentry, and some like my squadron commander are noble born. My birth doesn't matter to some, but to others like him it does, and they take every opportunity to remind me of it that they can."

"And I suppose it doesn't help that you are a woman?" Manon asked.

"Indeed not my lady, that and the fact I won't sleep with any of them," she said snorting with laughter again.

Back on the ground floor, Janine moved quickly through the rooms, explaining that she pretty much knew the layout of this floor from having walked around the house. So very shortly Manon followed her down to the basement floor, where Janine politely apologised to madame Persil, who was sitting in her parlour off the kitchen, knitting. "May I?" she asked, indicating Persil's bedroom, who waved her on to look inside.

"So no windows, only three ways in or out," Janine said as she led Manon back to the kitchen. "The service door up to the yard there, the stair up to the house, and that door to the corridor. The service door is kept bolted? Janine asked Persil.

"Only at night my lady," Persil said politely. Janine nodded at her, and moved on.

She led Manon and Romi along the corridor, having taken one of the lantern lights from the shelf by the door, and turned to look a query at Manon at the cell doors on her right. "Cells," Manon explained, "one currently occupied by Rien, who I've given the day to recover after being branded and whipped this morning."

"By you my lady?" Janine asked, intrigued.

"Yes, by me? Why?"

"No reason, other than that most nobles here would leave that sort of thing to staff," Janine said.

Manon shrugged, "I believe that a slave should feel their master or mistress's touch, not that of another servant, when it is a matter of discipline."

Janine had turned away, and walked up the corridor, pushing the door to the dungeon room open. She stopped suddenly and turned to Manon grinning, saying "oh my," before she entered the room.

As Manon saw into the room herself, pulling a somewhat reluctant and scared Romi along with her, she started to chuckle at the sight before her. It seemed Belle was giving all four girls, Kitty, Claire, Sage and Thym an introduction to the dungeon and its toys, specifically as they related to having sex.

Kitty, now out of her suit, was chained to the equally naked Claire, and both were attached by a short chain to the wall behind them, presumably watching what Belle was doing to Sage and Thym before Janine and then Manon had interrupted.

"Hello miss," Belle said cheerfully. She'd stripped to her underwear, and was it seems part way through giving Sage and Thym a spanking, interspersed with fingering their pussies. Both of the maids were naked, and bent over the horse that Manon had tied Rien to earlier.

They were both red in the face, and perhaps a little tearful, but as they were wriggling and moaning as Belle fingered them both from behind, their reddened arse cheeks were jiggling around most enticingly, and Manon thought they were enjoying at least part of what was being done to them.

"So Belle dear, you decided on a practical demonstration rather than just talking?" Manon asked, amused, and not a little aroused.

Before Belle could answer, Claire spoke up, "It's not Belle's fault my lady, we persuaded Sage and Thym to try it, after Belle had used us to demonstrate."

"I see, and how far along are you with this lesson Belle?"

"Only just started really miss. I've warmed their bottoms up a little, so I was just giving them a little of their treat when you arrived," Belle answered.

"Hmm," Manon said, and pulled Romi over gently to stand close to her, as she stood by Sage's head and leaned down to ask, "Do you want to stop? Just tell me if it is too much, my Belle can be a little enthusiastic. You won't be in any trouble if you want to end this."

"Oh no my lady," Sage said, suddenly gasping and squeaking a bit as Belle did something to her pussy or possibly her arse, "this is very odd, but I don't want to stop."

"Thym, you?" Manon asked. "Stay please my lady," she said, panting.

"Very well then, it seems your pupils are anxious to learn Belle," Manon said laughing.

"Perhaps Belle, you could show Sage and Thym a little of what it is like to be made to serve? Perhaps while you spank them, they could show some care to Kitty and Claire, who might then return the service later?"

"Oh what a nice idea miss, thank you," Belle said happily. Manon smiled at her and led Romi out, Janine stayed inside watching for the moment. "Romi, tell me what you are thinking?" Manon asked her quietly, as the girl was showing clear signs of arousal.

"Oh, my lady, I'm sorry, but, but well, I'm jealous my lady, of Sage and Thym," she said blushing heavily.

"You're not the only one," Manon heard Janine mutter quietly to herself. "Janine have you anywhere left to inspect?"

"Just the tunnel here out to the outbuildings my lady, I want to walk it and check it for myself."

"A moment then please, and I will accompany you," Manon said and led Romi back into the dungeon. Manon hooked Romi's leash around and through one of the holes for a strap on the St Andrew's cross, "I am going to leave you here to watch, and will be back for you in a little while."

"Belle, she's to watch only, clear?"

"Yes my lady," Belle replied, giving her a cheeky grin.

Walking back out to find Janine, Manon said, "I'll walk with you if I may, but perhaps I can take your arm? I don't have a light."

"Ah, certainly my lady," Janine replied, a catch in her voice showing the only sign of a crack in her self confidence that Manon had yet observed.

Manon walked very deliberately slowly, as they started down the long tunnel.

"So Janine, tell me truthfully, you weren't shocked at what you saw in there were you? You've seen something similar before?" Janine didn't answer so Manon pressed harder, "perhaps you have used such a room or its equipment before? Tell me, you know my secrets now."

"Ahem," Janine said, clearing her throat. "My lady, when I joined the Academy, as a raw 18 year old straight from school, I discovered there were some, well, unusual traditions amongst the cadets."

"The senior class, those who would graduate at the end of that year, could take a recruit as a servant who would live with them for that year. In return for being mentored by the Senior the recruit is obliged by tradition to do anything and everything they were told to."

"Not every recruit would be chosen, there are fewer seniors than recruits, but I was chosen my lady. I spent a lot of that year, all my free time in effect, naked and in chains serving my lovely Ann-Marie. I was her little Janny, and she was my everything," Janine said wistfully.

"I see, and do I gather you enjoyed this, at least some of the time?" Maonon asked. Janine had stopped walking and turned to face Manon, the light from her lantern shining back off the ceiling at them both.

"I did my lady, though I knew nothing of women making love to other women before I got to the Academy, let alone of being teased and tied up, forced to do and endure the strangest things."

"My lady, I must confess something. The tale of how you treat your girls is well known to some. My uncle has said nothing of course, he never does, but I have friends who work for him at the hotel, and they have talked to me. It's why I badgered him to have me assigned to this duty, I wanted to meet you."

Manon laughed, "let me guess, a little charmer by the name of Melissa?"

Janine looked surprised but then grinned, "yes, how did you know?" as they resumed walking slowly.

"Well I don't like the term, but since you used it, Eric has a thing for collecting street rats it seems, which reminded me of Melissa. She worships him," Manon said.

"Now back to you, what happens after your recruit year at the academy?"

"Well, I'd have never have got through it but for Anne-Marie. Many of the staff and some of the other cadets, they all tried to get me to quit or get me into trouble so I'd be dismissed. But I had the last laugh there my lady, I passed out top of my year," she said proudly.

"My second year was tough as well, but I'd made some good friends, who didn't care about my low birth, and I again passed out top of my year. Which meant that when I became a senior, I became Cadet-Major."

"Anne-Marie came back to the Academy and pinned the sash, her sash, on me herself. To say that upset some people at the Academy doesn't do their anger justice, 'a low born cur like you' was about the politest thing some of them said."

"I'm more than a little impressed Janine, but I sense there's more to the story of your third year?"

"Ah yes, there is my lady," Janine said with a hollow laugh. "I got to make first pick of who I wanted as a servant. Some of the instructors had hinted pretty heavily that I should pass on doing it, not all seniors do, but I wanted to, so I did. A lovely tall red head, Mary-Louise."

"When the recruits were paraded in front of us, she'd caught my eye imeediately. She was vcery beautiful and dressed very finely. Her uniform was obviously tailor made, but she managed to make it look elegant as well. She was arguing furiously with two of the intstructors, which given it was her first day as a recruiit was odd to say the least."

"I couldn't have not picked her my lady, I was drawn to her like a moth to her candle. I knew immediately that I'd caused a fuss, the Commandant-Captain about had a stroke there and then, but no one said anything, not that day."

"She came willingly enough when I picked her. Unlike me when I was a recruit she obviously knew about the Academy's traditions, it was only a day later I found out why. I knew she came from a noble family, everything about her screamed it, but I had no idea who she was."

"So that first weekend, I'd got her with her hands and legs tied, in bed, licking me, when my door opens and this tough looking woman comes in?"

"I was more than a little surprised, she'd come in through a locked door, and was a civilian, no one I'd ever seen before. She doesn't react in any way to what Mary-Louise and I are doing, just says, "I'm here to do your welfare check highness."

"I thought she was taking the piss, but Mary-Louise just twists around to look at her, says 'I'm perfectly fine as you can see. You may go now," and buried her face in my cunt again."

"Turns out Mary-Louise is the Lady Mary-Louise, the Duke's youngest daughter, 11th in the line of succession. And I've just made her my servant for the year," Janine said glumly.

Manon couldn't help but laugh, as she had a surprisingly similar experience at school, but that was a secret never shared, known only to Manon's old housemates from school and a very few other people. Manon apologised saying, "It doesn't sound like she was upset or even reluctant?"

"Not in the least my lady. The problem sort of got worse though, as when I graduated, she came to the ceremony and publicly declared that she is in love with me. I was and am in love with her, so I was simultaneously the most happy girl in that parade, and probably the most reviled at the same time."

Janine had pulled a locket out from under her shirt where it hung on a chain from her neck, and stepped close to Manon to show it to her. One side was plain gold, the other was an exquisite portrait of a beautiful young woman, a red head, bare shouldered and smiling. "My Mary-Louise," Janine said, and kissed the portrait softly before looking slightly embarrassed she stepped back and put it away again under her shirt.

"I got posted away then and when she graduated last year, she got posted about as far from me here as she can be, and still be in the Duchy. We write, they can't stop that, and she tells me that her Mother and Father have no problem with the relationship. Her eldest brother, the Duke's heir, objects strongly, and the party he is associated with is a powerful lobby, especially with the more conservative elements in the army and the Duchy generally."

"So you are stuck apart, and see no way forward?" Manon said.

"Just so my lady," Janine said, as she climbed the steps up at the end of the tunnel and pushed out into bright sunlight.

"So Janine, how would the day after tomorrow be for our dinner? My cook is eager to make you her next conquest," Manon said, changing the subject.

"It would be perfect my lady, I have a little influence over the duty rosters, I feel sure I can get the night off," she said smiling.

"Excellent. Now if you wish, answer me one more question? You and your lady love? I wondered if little Janny wanted to stay the night after dinner, would that be allowed and something she'd like? If it is, then perhaps Cadet-Major Russell could visit little Manon another evening?"

"Oh my," Janine said again, clearly her phrase of choice.

"My lady, Mary-Louise and I have a few rules that we agreed as a result of our unusual situation. Rules that I will not break my lady. Subject to those, I'm sure Janny would love to stay, in fact I can be sure she is eager to."

"The rules are simple my lady, we must tell each other everything about anyone we get involved with, we have no secrets. But that is the easy rule. The other rule isn't, because whoever we sleep with has to agree that they will sleep with the other of us, whenever that can be made possible."

"I have to tell you in the three years since we have been committed to each other, no one has agreed to both these rules," she said, watching me carefully.

"I look forward to hearing what Mary-Louise thinks of me then Janine, and will welcome little Janny on Friday evening," Manon said grinning at her.

"Oh my," she said again, those delightful pink spots appearing on her cheeks again as she blushed. "My lady, I'm not sure about the Cadet-Major visiting, that was something between Mary and I?"

"Well before the end of our year together we'd worked out that we both actually preferred to be the servant, and sometimes switched roles. On a couple of occasions I was able to persuade one of my classmates to take charge of both of us, along with her own servant, which was fabulous."

"Well, a pity, but that doesn't change my mind about meeting little Janny. Drinks at 7 for dinner at eight, informal dress," Manon said, smiling both inside and out. "All my girls will be there, but Janny and I will be alone later," Manon said.

"Thank you my lady, it might be difficult to explain your household in its entirety were I to be involved with them all," she said smiling. Manon took a chance then, having checked no one else was in sight, pulled Janine into a deep kiss, making her squawk in surprise before she started to return the kiss.

She smelled of cinnamon and lemons, and tasted faintly of aniseed, and Manon rather badly wanted to spend some time on finding out what else she tasted of elsewhere, on and in her body.

Manon stepped then, "good afternoon Janine, I look forward to seeing you on Friday," Manon said, smiling wickedly at the suddenly flustered young woman staring at her.

Who suddenly grinned and gave her a deep bow, "My compliments your ladyship, but I find I need to write an unusually difficult letter to a friend, I hope you'll excuse me."

Manon took the lamp back from her, and descended back into the corridor, barring the door on the inside again after it had closed, and walked back down the corridor to find Romarin and the others.

On re-entering the dungeon room, Manon couldn't help but smile. Sage and Thym were still bent over the horse, and what she could see of their bottoms showed they'd been spanked a lot more, they were a lovely rosy hue.

The reason she couldn't see much of them was that Belle was kneeling behind them, slowly pumping two fingers in and out of their pussies while they squealed and squirmed. Belle still hadn't restrained their legs, but they were now so far over the horse, that their feet were no longer on the ground, and they were kicking and waving their feet in the air as Belle teased them.

Kitty and Claire had been taken down from the wall, and they were kneeling by the two maids, stroking their faces and arms and stealing little kisses.

Manon unhooked Romarin from where she'd left her attached loosely by her leash to the st andrews cross on the wall. The girl had a glazed expression and was obviously aroused, which Manon confirmed when on impulse she pulled the girl to her by her leash, kissing her deeply as with her other hand she shoved her fingers into Romi's very wet pussy.

This gave Manon the very satisfactory experience of feeling Romarin orgasm, even as she was tongue fucking the girl's mouth, until she had to let Romi break off and breathe.

"Oh my," Manon said, laughing softly to herself and accidentally copying Janine, "what a little treasure you are," she said to Romarin.

The girl had enough of her wits about her to blush slightly and whisper, "thank you my lady," which earned her another few moments of cuddling before Manon set her back to stand on her own.

This had been in full view of Belle, and Sage and Thym, who were watching Manon and smiling as Belle had stood them up, with an arm around each of their shoulders.

Belle had shed her underwear somewhere along the way, and seeing the two maids naked facing her, Manon resolved that she was going to do something about them and Romarin. She didn't object to girls having pubic hair, but she did prefer them to be hairless below the head, and the three maids needed clearing up.

And now she had the means to do it, only temporarily, whereas her and Belle's hair removal was permanent, but it was better than allowing this to continue.

She turned Romarion to face her, and ignoring the girl's puzzled look, unclipped the chain from her collar, and released her hands from behind her back.

"Now, run and fetch me a fresh bar of soap, a big plain one like you use in the kitchen, and a jug of oil. Any cooking oil will do, olive oil or sunflower oil are best, and bring those and as many fresh herbs as you can carry up to the bathroom where you put the tables up for me. Got all that?"

"Yes my lady. Soap bar, oil and herbs," Romarin said.

"Good girl, off you go and don't dawdle, or I will make your bottom the same colour as Sage and Thym's sooner than I intended." With a wide eyed look at what that implied, Romarin curtseyed quickly and positively fled from the room, followed by giggles from her fellow maids and Belle.

"Belle, don't tire out my playthings now. Perhaps you'd best take them for a nap before they have to resume service?" Manon said, and selected a few things to take upstairs with her and left the room, going upstairs to the bathroom that had for now become her workroom.

She was just getting finished setting up the things she needed, when Romarin arrived. She'd got a large bunch of greenery under her arm and a big bar of soap in one hand, and a clay jug in another, and Manon indicated that she should put the things on the table next to her.

"Now come here, and undress me, down to my shift, and take and put my clothes away in to my room, then come straight back here." This time Romi undressed Manon swiftly, her fingers and hands confident as she undid buttons and ribbons, no sign of her previous nerves making her clumsy.

With a quick curtsey again, a habit Manon found quite adorable, she ran from the room carrying Manon's clothes, who was left barefoot in her long petticoat with just her bra and knickers on underneath. The preparation Manon was about to make was smelly, and although it wasn't unpleasant by any means, she didn't want to smell like a herb garden for the rest of the day.