Silver Tongued Devil Ch. 01

After a quick cleanse, I redressed in full business attire and made my way to my sister's wing, and sat in her lounge. She was now free to move into the master's chambers but that would be her choice. It wasn't a long wait before her maid woke her to begin the day. I knew she would be tired, having no more than four hours of sleep but appearances needed to be maintained. At least some of them anyway. I had plans to change several traditions and would need Agnus to put my ideas to pen so to speak.

When she emerged from her bed chamber I arose to escort her to breakfast. She scrutinized me momentarily and asked if I had an early meeting. "No. I'm simply making a point. I'd like you to observe all of the help we come across and let me know why you think we need to maintain such a formal home. Now don't get me wrong. Formality is fine if we're expecting guests but I think the uniforms worn daily should be far more comfortable. I think that since you're so busy, you should assign representatives from each area of staff to come to me so that we can re-design something everyone is happy with. You should probably have one male and one female in each department contact me. I know you will pick representatives that will be able to speak for their entire group and avoid any complications. You should also send out a memo explaining the upcoming changes and develop a procedure to let them know when the formal attire will still be expected."

Agnus nodded briefly before responding. "I think that is a wonderful idea, dear brother. The timing couldn't be better either. We can use the formal time of mourning to get the designs sorted and institute the casual uniforms at its end. You will have to work fast though. Can you have arraignments made in so little time?"

I smiled inwardly while seeming to ponder the issue. Agnus was even more bound to formality than our mam had been. If she could be persuaded that easily, 'guiding' people to my way of thinking was apparently going to be a simple matter.

"I don't believe it will cause much of a burden. Just make your choices as soon as you can and have them sent to my office. Tomorrow, half one will be fine. I'll contact a tailor from one of the villages and have them present for the discussions."

We took our breakfast in the small dining room as it was still too cold out to make use of the veranda. We didn't speak much as was typical for that time of day. I pretended to care about what was listed in the Scotsman, while keeping an eye on the Lady of the house. She seemed to be observing the help with a zeal heretofore unheard of. The fare, although usually of high caliber seemed especially enjoyable under the circumstances. After finishing, I made my way to her side and kissed the top of her head while placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. She stiffened only slightly at my touch as we almost never expressed affection. Less than a moment later she glanced up with a smile and a look in her eye that hinted the contact hadn't been unwanted. I simply filed the thought away for future experimentation and made my way to my office.

Olivia, knocked on my door a few hours later looking somewhat hesitant. I motioned her in but had her close the door. "Lord Reed, have I done something to offend you? I'm not sure why I'm here."

"Oh, most certainly not. I've noticed you, shall we say, and I just wanted to get to know you and your husband better. Speaking of which, I'd like you to tell me about yourself and your husband. How long have you been married, are you happy, what do you like most about him?

Looking relieved Olivia began telling me about their lives. "I'm twenty-five. This is my first job after graduating with a degree in restaurant management. I can cook but not well enough to work as a Chef. Even so, I chose the management side because I like to interact with people. Ewan doesn't like to socialize as much but when we met there was ... I don't know something. We knew right away we were meant to be together. When we do go out, he never lets me out of his sight. It makes me feel loved. You know, cherished. I wouldn't change anything about him."

I nodded. "Certainly you have something. You've already stated he doesn't like to socialize as much as you. Wouldn't you like him to interact more with your friends?"

"I guess so, yes."

"How about his being so jealous?"

"No, it isn't like that. He's just watching over me. You know, being protective. As I said, it makes me feel like he loves me."

"Is there something you wish he'd do in the bedroom that either you haven't told him about, or he refuses to do?"

She blushed for several moments before beginning again. "It isn't so much what I want. I never go wanting. He is always telling me how sexy he thinks I am. And I do try to keep myself up. It ... He's the one who wants things from me."

"So he wants you to what? Tell me everything."

"He wants me to suck him and let him lick me ... You know down there. He even wants me to let him stick it in my arse! I just can't imagine why he wants those things. Our lovemaking is so wonderful. We both orgasm at least once every time. I always feel so close to him at those times. I want to make him happy but I just can't bring myself to do those things."

"Is he big enough for you?"

"You mean his penis? Um, his is the only one I've seen in person but I've seen lots of pictures. I'm almost sure he would be considered above average but he's no porn star or anything. Yes, to answer your question. I think he's just right."

I nodded, accepting her explanations. "You told him to meet you here didn't you?"

"Yes, he should be here in a few minutes."

"Good. Open the door so that he realizes he's to join us but close it up again when he gets here."

Ewan, joined us about five minutes later looking as apprehensive as Olivia had when she arrived. I stood, shook his hand, and offered them both a refreshment before I began. They both nervously declined. "Ewan, I want you to know that neither you nor your wife are in any type of trouble. I do want to ask you something before we begin with the real reason you're both here. Tell me the truth. Have you or anyone that you either suspect or have knowledge of, embezzled or stolen from the household or its businesses?"

He looked momentarily like he might believe I was accusing him but answered. "No, Sir! And I assure you that if I'd been made aware, I certainly would have reported it straight away!"

I smiled. "No worries, Ewan. I believe you. That isn't why you're here. Now I want you to continue to be completely honest with me. I'm going to be asking you several personal questions about your relationship with your wife. First of all, I'm only asking questions and not bringing evidence that any of this has occurred. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Sir. You're only inquiring."

"How would you feel if Olivia were to have an affair, regardless of whether it was love or just sex and what would you do?

"First off, I'd be devastated. She's my whole life. Everything I do is for her and us as a family. We are talking about having kids and that would be the end of it. I love her with all my heart but wouldn't stand for that one little moment! I'd never be able to trust anything about her ever again! It would mean divorce for sure!"

Olivia smiled while reaching over to take her husband's hand. "You will never have to worry about that. I would never."

"I was hoping you'd both say as much. Next question. Do you have any secrets that you're keeping from your wife?"

"Not that I can think of. We tell each other everything."

"Not even sexual fantasies? Are there things you wish you could do in the bedroom?"

"Well, yes. But none of them are secret. I've let Olivia know often enough that I'd love to get a blow job now and then, as well as lick her out."

"Anything else?"

"I'd like to do her bum. I think she'd like it if she tried it but if not at least I'd know she was willing to try it for me. I mean I understand she doesn't like the thought of any of that and I can live with it. Our sex life is wonderful. We make love almost every day. We both love sex and never deny each other. She just doesn't want to do those things."

"Well, what would you say if I told you I could see to it that she was very up for that type of thing?"

They both gapped at me for a moment before Ewan stepped in protectively. "Lord Reed, we both enjoy working for your family and hope to continue in your employ but I will have no talk of forcing my wife to do anything she doesn't want to do!"

I was practically giddy at his remark but remained calm. "Olivia, early this morning you allowed me to get a look at you. I want you to show your husband how you presented yourself to me. In the meantime Ewan, you are not to dissuade her from following my orders."

We both watched as Olivia began undressing in front of me for the second time today. I think I was enjoying it even more than the first time. Ewan, on the other hand, was practically seething. Once down to her lacy undergarments, she began her slow twirl of presentation. "Now Ewan. Surely you have to know that the lovely Olivia is just following orders and has done absolutely nothing wrong?" I watched him visibly calm and nodded in agreement. "She is absolutely stunning. You are a very lucky man Ewan." He smiled, recognizing how true the compliment and his situation was. "I've been wondering about something all day. Is the mole on her hip the only blemish she has?"

Olivia glanced at her hip and then at her husband who claimed it was. "Ewan, are you not an accountant? Don't you need all of the figures to add up? Isn't it your job to show proof of all the accounts? How am I to know if that is her only blemish? She's still partially covered. Don't you think you should prove your statement?"

He simply reached over and took her hand, bringing her to a stop, before reaching behind her and releasing her bra. Olivia leaned into her husband and gave him a quick kiss while sliding both straps down her arms. I was simply amazed at the perfection of her breasts. I've had my share of dalliances and have seen some nice breasts but these were perfect. What surprised me was that the nipples were a light brown instead of the expected pink. The areola were the size of a ten pence, but drew in slightly and formed tiny bumps as her nipples engorged until they were nearly the size of a gumdrop.

Neither Olivia nor Ewan stopped me as I moved forward to take them in hand. They were firm and smooth with a wonderful weight to them but were without sag or crease of any kind. I gently squeezed them as I pretended to hunt for skin imperfections. I admit that I took far longer than necessary to do so and ran my thumbs over the nipples to gauge Olivia's response. I wasn't disappointed. She obviously had very sensitive nipples and I planned on spending a great deal of time with them.

"As I've said, Ewan, you are a lucky man. Olivia is a prize!" I stepped back and nodded to her knickers. "You, however, have not proven your claim as of yet."

He nodded and lowered himself to his knees while turning Olivia to face him. Taking hold of her knickers, he slowly drew them down until she put her hand on the top of his head for balance and stepped out of them. I was treated to the sight of an arse that was as sculpted and perfect as her breasts and realized that I could easily fall for a woman like her. I was already attracted to her, could it be that I was playing as dangerous a game with my own feelings as I was with hers? I stepped forward placing my hands on her gently flared hips and slowly slid them up along the curve of her narrow waist before reversing course. I had every intention of spending endless hours caressing the feminine perfection standing before me and forced myself not to immediately explore her arse.

"Seat your wife on the edge of my desk so that I can examine the space between her thighs." Ewan moved to assist his wife while Olivia complied with a somewhat confused expression.

"Is it upsetting to you that your husband wanted to prove how beautiful and flawless you are?"

She blushed slightly at the compliment but found her perch on my desk, while Ewan finished preparing my inspection by gently pushing her thighs open. "No, Lord Reed. That isn't it. I've only ever been exposed to my husband and I am finding it ... I'm not sure."

I took the time to get a good look at her very inviting nether lips and the neatly trimmed fir on her mons. It was proven once again that she spent a great deal of effort on personal care as she had taken the time to dye her pubic hair to match the rest of her. I found the idea simply wonderful! I thought briefly that I may have to make that part of the new uniforms. Regardless, she was hairless anywhere near her fanny lips and the hair on her mons was not only trimmed short but in a neat triangle. I found hers to be the most beautiful vagina that I had ever encountered. But her expression still showed reservations.

"If I may make an assumption based on what you told me earlier. I believe your hesitation stems from the feeling that Ewan may not be protecting your virtue at the moment. When in fact he is simply expressing his love for you by showing off your beauty. I think he wishes me to know that you are simply the perfect woman. He is also secretly hoping I can bring forth his desires for you to act in certain ways.

"Is that not true, Ewan? You wish me to help her realize the sex acts you want her to enjoy are not something to be ashamed of but are in fact, quite normal? That would please you wouldn't it?"

He glanced at his wife adoringly before nodding. "Yes. I want her to enjoy everything, including all that sex has to offer."

I began undressing and told Ewan, to do the same, only I stopped before removing my trunks. Once we were down to my one article of clothing I turned to Olivia. She had been watching me undress and continued to appraise me, although she was trying her best not to be obvious about it. "Look at your husband and tell me if you have a desire to suck him off?"

She looked at him, dragging her eyes over his entire body, settling on his cock several times between looking into his eyes and back again. "I know how much he wants me to but I just don't like the idea of it."

It was now time to take a little bit more possession of my target. "Olivia, I want you to always remember how you feel about your husband's sexual interests. His sexual desires just don't make you feel sexy in the least and they never will.

However, you know without a doubt that those same desires he wants for himself would be your very great pleasure to perform with someone you find attractive. The only thing is, I seem to be the only man that you have ever been attracted to. No other man could possibly be a better sexual match than me."

I grinned as I watched Olivia, survey my body with unmasked desire for the first time. Her breathing started to increase and her nether lips started to flower. I inhaled deeply, catching the building fragrance of her new passions. She bit her lower lip and slowly slid off the desk to kneel at my feet, with her eyes never leaving the front of my trunks and the obvious swelling hidden beneath. After several protracted moments she ever so slowly raised her eyes to mine as a shaky hand tentatively reached up and settled on my upper thigh. "May I?"

The heat expressed in her eyes threatened to burn me as I nodded and watched as she used her free hand to pull the waistband of my trunks out enough to reach in for her prize. We both moaned as her other hand slid in to grasp my shaft. Her hand felt as hot as the look in her eyes and I couldn't remember being as inflamed by a single touch. Her eyes still hadn't left mine until she began lowering my trunks and was able to gaze upon what she held. At the sight of me, she whispered, "it's more beautiful than I thought possible," before setting out to worship my cock.

Ewan made a slight choking whimper as he witnessed his worst fears unfolding but refrained from stopping things as I had commanded. His wife began by rubbing my cock all over her face before gently licking my balls and drawing them into her mouth one at a time. Her eyes returned to mine as she ran her tongue up along the veins and ridges of my shaft and then around its angry purple head. She took on an appearance of complete rapture, as she closed her eyes and moaned, while her lips settled around me. A few moments later she sank her head down until I felt myself at the opening to her throat. I couldn't help but moan and bring my hand up to gently pet her soft hair.

I forced my eyes to Ewan and found his face almost as purple as my cock. I'm sure my expression was pure bliss but I didn't want to torture him any more than I already had. I was going to steal his wife but he didn't have to be hurt by it. "Your wife is doing what you wanted her to do. She is happy and you have helped guide her to that happiness. I want you to be just as happy with this situation. Understand that you are still married and you will treat her with the same devotion you always have, but her sexuality belongs to me."

A physical change washed over Ewan as he sat himself into a comfortable position with his own cock in hand and began wanking to the scene playing out before him. I knew then that he would accept any changes I put to him. My ability to convince people to accept my will, even in the face of egregious circumstances seemed proven. It was at the conclusion of that very thought that I had no choice but to refocus on the velvety warmth enveloping my cock. Olivia had chosen that moment to attempt to swallow me whole. She succeeded in mashing her nose into my pubic bone but only briefly before gagging and pulling completely free of my shaft.

She was looking up at me with a pleading expression and tears in her eyes as she fought to control her coughing. A good thirty seconds later she apologized in a raspy voice. "Sorry. I really tried and I'll get better. I know I'll get it down if you just let me practice."

I couldn't help but be proud of her enthusiasm and told her as much as I finished stepping out of my trunks. "My Dear, you will have many opportunities to practice. First I want you to enjoy a treat for showing me how much you care about my pleasure." I led her around my desk and sat myself in my chair, then gave a pat to the desk. "Sit here," I directed her. "I'm going to show your husband just how responsive you would have been if you had let him lick you. Now lean yourself back a bit and open your legs. If you're a good lass, I'll let you sit here as often as you want."

I took a moment to simply inhale and savor her aroma. I think it was my way of building my own desires for the woman I had wanted for so long but considered out of reach. Shifting my thoughts from learning to control my powers and making love to someone I wanted to share life with. She was perfect and deserved my full attention.

I knew her lack of experience meant she couldn't be teased in the same way most women could, so using my thumbs, I further spread her beautifully swollen outer lips to expose her nectar-coated interior. Her clitoris was just emerging from its hood and I wanted to give her something to anticipate so I pulled her lips upward exposing her most sensitive place even further. With no warning, I ran my tongue up the entire length of her slit, making sure I struck her clit both gently and briefly. The result was her throwing her head back in a sharp gasp and for her to reflexively lift her hips and her breasts as if I'd struck a current through her.

"Oh, god! What was that?" she gasped while placing a hand on my head. I knew then that her clit was as sensitive as her nipples and I set out to work her into the sexual frenzy I believed her to be worthy of.