The Count and Ms. Rossi Pt. 02

This is my Part 2 of my latest story. It started off as a tongue in cheek short story for the Halloween competition, but it soon turned into a long, long story as the characters developed and I enjoyed writing about them. It also took me four weeks to write it, so too late for the competition LOL. The story contains elements of BDSM that may upset some people. If that is the case with you, then please move on. Apart from that, there is something for everyone. Straight sex, lesbian, toys, lingerie, anal and group sex. I hope you enjoy it. Constructive criticism is always appreciated. If you hate it just leave a bad rating and move on. I am not a professional writer and just do this for a bit of fun. Some of you like my stories, so I hope you like this one. As always, thanks for reading.

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Chapter 2 Maggie accepts the job

Maggie had set her alarm for eight so as she had two hours to think through her next move. It also gave her time to pack if she decided to accept the job. She walked stiffly into the kitchen. Her body still feeling the effects of the past two days. The milk passed the sniff test and she sat with a steaming cup of coffee at the wooden table where Jack had brought her to climax just two evenings ago.

Maggie was normally a very level-headed woman. She was still undecided about what she would do so she decided to make a list of pros and cons. Taking a pad and a pen from a kitchen drawer she sat down once more and wrote "PRO" in capital letters. Under this she wrote "Money" without even thinking, and then seconds later she had, "Great sex with The Count & Franky". The she paused.

After deliberating for a good two minutes, she wrote "CON." Then with a slightly shaking hand she wrote, "Required to possibly have sex with strangers."

She was just thinking of other reasons to not go back to the Kensington mansion when her phone played the jingle, "Money, money, money," by ABBA. This indicated that there had been a credit or debit in her on-line banking account. With trepidation she checked her mobile fearing the worst. Another bill going out that she couldn`t afford? As the screen opened Maggie nearly fainted as she saw that 5,000 pounds had been deposited in her account with the note," Joining Bonus. Mrs. F. Stein"

Her mind was made up. Fuck it if that made her a whore. She was going to do it. She could always quit if it was too much. Whatever happened, she wanted to see what would occur with Franky, and especially the Count. He was a man to make all her dark fantasies come true.

The next hour passed frantically as she threw her best clothes and underwear into two suitcases. Her make up, laptop and birth control were shoved into a large handbag, and she dressed casually in a plain, white, figure-hugging T-shirt with a bright green miniskirt that came to mid-thigh. Sneakers were laced up and she ran a comb through her ebony locks. She was ready at a quarter to ten and sat at the table nursing her coffee with her heart beating a tattoo of nervousness in her chest.

At exactly ten her intercom buzzed. Bert was on the other end and with a mixture of fear and excitement Maggie struggled down the stairs with the two suitcases and the handbag over her shoulder. Bert rushed to help her when he saw how much she was carrying. In a few seconds the bags were in the large boot and Maggie was sitting down next to Franky in the soft grey leather back seats of the Rolls.

Franky kissed her full on the lips, her tongue pushing insistently into Maggie`s mouth. Maggie felt herself powerless to resist and reciprocated the older woman`s actions with her own tongue. Breaking the kiss Franky spoke curtly to Bert, "Luigi`s please Bert!" Then her finger pressed a button on her armrest and a dark privacy divider rose silently between the front and back seats so that they were invisible to Bert. The Rolls had tinted black windows anyway, so Maggie and Franky were in their own private cocoon as Bert expertly drove through the heavy, early morning traffic.

Franky grinned at Maggie who was still trying to regulate her breathing after Franky`s enthusiastic welcome. "We have about forty minutes until we get there so let's get naked!"

Maggie was lost for words and just sat transfixed as Franky peeled off the bright red T-shirt she was wearing. The lack of bra meant that Maggie was staring at Franky`s delicious breasts as the older wom-an raised her hips and dragged down the tight designer jeans she was wearing. The white lace panties that were uncovered soon joined the jeans in the foot well of the Rolls and Franky was completely naked while Maggie was fully dressed and staring in shock at her new employer.

Maggie noticed a small mark on Franky`s breast that she hadn`t seen before. It was like a tattoo, but the lines were raised slightly and a pale red rather than the black of a tattoo. It was about one inch in diameter. An old-fashioned P surrounded by a laurel leaf crown that reminded her of the Fred Perry emblem. Maggie took a few seconds before she concluded with disbelief that Franky had been branded.

Undeterred by Maggie`s inactivity Franky leaned over and slid her right hand under the green miniskirt right up to Maggie's panties. The fingers had soon moved the gusset of the panties to one side and Franky was stroking Maggie`s slit slowly from top to bottom. Without disturbing Franky Maggie leaned forward and pulled her T-shirt off, unclipped her bra and let both fall to the floor.

Once her breasts were exposed Franky lost no time in latching on to Maggie's right nipple with her mouth and began to nibble at the rosy bud, that was hardening quickly. Franky`s finger was now joined by a second. As Maggie started to respond and her pussy became wetter Franky delved deeper and deeper through the flaps of Maggie`s labia until both fingers were buried up to the third knuckle and she began to finger Maggie rapidly.

Maggie was unable to move into a position to repay Franky with her own fingers so just lay back in the soft leather seats and let the luxurious sensations wash over her as the older woman curled her fingers slightly and massaged her G-spot. The pressure on her nipple intensified as Franky bit down harder and Maggie felt her body stiffen as her climax approached. Just before she obtained the release she was expecting, Franky stopped suddenly, her teeth released Maggie`s nipple and her fingers left the warm, wet tunnel between her legs and Maggie felt robbed. She looked at Franky expectantly and Franky just gently said, "Skirt and panties off now Maggie."

As quick as she could Maggie slipped her fingers under the waistband of her skirt and panties and dragged them down, dumping them on the floor. While she had been doing this Franky had opened her large handbag and delved inside. When she pulled her hand out it contained a huge black vibrator. It was twice as big as the one in her nightstand at home and Maggie trembled as she watched Franky flick the small switch in the base and a low buzzing filled the car.

Franky manhandled Maggie until Maggie had her head against the door window, one foot on the floor and one draped over the back seat. This left Maggie`s pussy completely exposed and facing Franky in the seat opposite. Franky didn`t hesitate once she had finished posing Maggie and started to run the vibrator slowly up and down Maggie`s slippery gash. The low vibrations coming from the black plastic felt fabulous against the bloated lips of her cunt. Slowly Franky started to push the huge black head between the folds of her pussy and Maggie groaned loudly as it entered her. It was so large that it hurt at first, but as her vaginal muscles adapted to it so did Maggie`s level of pleasure.

Franky manoeuvred the huge vibrator in and out of Maggie. Each entry pushing in deeper and deeper until Maggie was taking at least seven inches with every impalement. The orgasm that had been so close before now rushed through her body sending electric-like shocks to her toes and fingers. She screamed her orgasm to the car`s roof and her fingers dug into the soft leather seats as she bucked wildly,her head banging against the window.

Franky laughed. Maggie had screwed her eyes shut when she climaxed but opened them now to see what Franky found so funny. Franky was just looking at her and laughing, "You look so delicious when you come. I could just eat you," Franky told her.

Maggie was now smiling as well, and breathlessly she said as if jokingly, "Be my guest!"

Franky needed no further encouragement and slid down, so she was kneeling on the floor of the Rolls. Her head moved between Maggie`s thighs, that were still splayed lewdly across the back seat, and began to lap at the nectar that Maggie`s orgasm had produced. When she bit hard on Maggie`s hypersensitive clit Maggie screamed another orgasm to the roof. She was struggling for breath as her climax had been intense, but she was still slightly disappointed as Franky moved from between her legs and returned to her seat.

As Maggie began to recover Franky pulled her quite roughly onto her lap. Franky had to shuffle on her bottom a few feet or so until she was sitting in the middle of the large car. This meant that Maggie`s legs and head lay either side of Franky`s thighs and her bottom was pushed up into the air.

Maggie knew what was coming, or at least she hoped she knew. Her prediction was proved correct as Franky began spanking Maggie ruthlessly. Her hand rising and falling rapidly, the noise loud in the confined space of the car. Again, and again Franky landed hard slaps on Maggie`s buttocks. She didn`t stop until Maggie was sobbing softly. Then she roughly pushed two fingers deep inside Maggie`s pussy and the young girl erupted as her third, and most intense, orgasm wracked her body.

It was ten thirty in the morning and Maggie was exhausted. She lay trembling, unable to move across Franky`s lap sobbing quietly. She gasped as she felt cold cream being applied gently to her bruised bum as Franky laughed and told her, "Wow! We have one hundred percent found what turns you on Maggie. The Count will be delighted, as he loves to spank naughty girls. Especially one as delectable as you."

Maggie replied with just a deep throaty "Aaaaaah!" as Franky`s hand and the cooling cream felt so good on her warm, bruised bum. She lay there in bliss as Franky gingerly applied the cream to every square inch of her reddened rump.

Maggie was shaken from her revelry by Bert rapping on the divider to let them know they had arrived at their destination. Begrudgingly she eased herself off Franky`s thighs and slumped into her seat. Franky was already dressing, and with shaking hands Maggie also slowly started to dress. Her bum hurt so bad she decided to leave her panties off, and this drew a salacious look from Franky and a nod of approval.

Two minutes later they were walking arm in arm through the doors of a small establishment in Knightsbridge, where they were greeted by the effervescent Luigi. The man couldn`t have been gayer if he had tried and nearly gushed over Franky, kissing her on both cheeks twice, before repeating the action with Maggie.

Franky was openly laughing at the camp act before her but managed to stifle her chortles to say, "Luigi Darling. This is Ms. Rossi, a fellow Italian. She requires the best you have to offer. The Count and I have opened an account with one thousand, but should she require more please tell us. She will be a regular customer over the next month's so I expect you to treat her like you would me. Understood?"

"Of course. Of course, Mrs. Stein. I will take care of her personally, now follow me Ms Rossi," he gushed before leading Maggie through thick black curtains into the changing room area at the back of the shop.

Once they were in the small room that held just a large leather sofa and a full-length mirror Luigi turned and looked Maggie up and down as if appraising a prize bull. He moved his effeminate fingers in the universal indicator that she should turn around. Maggie did a short twirl that caused her short skirt to float upwards and reveal her lack of panties. Luigi seemed unfazed and just said, "And now, sans attire please Ms Rossi."

Maggie looked at the man. Was she going to get naked in front of him? She had done a lot worse in the past two days so what was the problem? Anyway, he was gay as fuck so it wouldn`t turn him on so that shouldn`t be a problem.

A few seconds passed and her clothes were neatly folded, by Luigi, and lying on the sofa. Maggie shivered as Luigi cupped each of her breasts. He was not feeling her up but was measuring her breasts using his hand size. The same system was applied to her pubic mound. She was giggling now as she heard the curtain move aside and Franky entered the room with a polystyrene cup of coffee before she sat down on the sofa.

"Due secondi," Luigi said before disappearing through a side door to who knew where. He was back in five minutes carrying two large boxes. One marked "La Perla" and the other "Intimissimi".

"Prego senorita. Pick what you want. They are all your perfect size."

Maggie gazed at the contents of the two boxes. The contents were a lingerie fetishists dream. Pastel coloured bra and panties, black lace corsets and suspender belts. French knickers and satin slips. Maggie loved to wear nice underwear and splurged occasionally on a nice set, but she had never worn items such as those before her now.

She glanced quickly at Franky who just smiled back at her. She started to rummage through the two boxes and then had a mischievous thought. She moved so that her back was to Franky and parted her legs slightly before theatrically bending double at the waist. She was now in the position she had adopted while the Count had flogged her yesterday, but more importantly it gave Franky an unrestricted view of her engorged, red pussy that was still glistening with her juices after Franky had fucked her so perfectly in the car.

Her actions had the desired effect as she heard a long, "Mmmmmmmmmmmm!" from Franky, who was sitting directly behind her. It also led to an unexpected, „Could you give us five minutes please Luigi?" from the same source.

After a quick, "Of course Madam," Luigi left through the door. Maggie started to rise to see what Franky wanted when she heard a sharp, "Don`t move Maggie! You think you could tease me with no repercussions?"

Maggie giggled, and was still giggling as Franky slapped her arse about ten times with stinging blows that nearly caused her to lose her balance. "Now try the things on Maggie and try not to be such a tease or your punishment will be much more severe when I get you home."

The two women were laughing now as Maggie started to try on the lingerie. Each item fitted her like a glove. Luigi really knew what he was doing with his hand measurements. Every time she pulled on a new bra, panties or corset it was met with a loud "Yes," or "No," from Franky. Only one item, a pale ivory calf length silk nightdress, brought a more detailed exclamation from her boss of, "Oh my God yes. You look like a virgin waiting to be ravished. The Count will love that." Then she paused, and as if having a second thought she said, "Maybe I will get one for myself!"

By the time Luigi returned there was a huge pile of lingerie that had received Franky's blessing. Ten bra, panties and suspender belt sets,one old style black corset with matching panties, one red bustier with blue embroidery, the nightdress and several pairs of French knickers with matching silk vests. Maggie was overwhelmed and couldn`t wait to wear all of them properly.

The boxes were empty with all the lingerie divided into yes and no as Luigi reappeared. "We will take all of those," Franky said quickly indicating the yes pile with her finger. Now we need stockings please Luigi."

Luigi left and returned quickly with another large box. "These are all excellent for the senorita and go perfectly with what she has decided upon."

"Fantastic. Please take it all out to Bert in the car please." Franky then turned to Maggie and said curtly, "Get dressed I need some lunch."

Less than ten minutes later and the two women were sitting in an Italian restaurant about five minutes from Luigi`s. Maggie`s stomach rumbled, and she realised that she hadn`t eaten one thing since her tuna and tortilla chips breakfast. She ordered a starter of Mozzarella and tomato, pasta in a creamy sauce and Tiramisu for dessert, whilst Franky just had a large salad with prawns. Maggie apologised over and over for ordering so much, but Franky waved her concerns away once Maggie had explained when she had last eaten.

The wine that Franky ordered with the meal was superb, and when Maggie pushed away the empty plate where the Tiramisu had lain in a creamy sauce she felt like a millionaire. She was satisfied in every way possible, and she could have really done with a nap. After Franky had paid, instead of going back to the car Franky turned down a little alleyway next to the restaurant.

About twenty yards down the alley Frankie stopped in front of a non-descript shop that had blacked out windows with just a flashing neon sign visible that flashed, "Open, Sex Shop." Maggie looked at her boss with a puzzled expression on her face, "What are we doing here?" she asked.

Franky grinned, "You need some things for your work," before pushing the door open. Franky entered, with Maggie trailing behind her wondering what she meant.

There was a young girl at the counter with pink streaked hair, the largest nose ring Maggie had ever seen and wearing a Sex Pistols T-shirt, leather miniskirt and black fishnet tights. "Good afternoon," said Franky in a friendly manner and was greeted by a nod and a grunt from Nose Ring.

With Maggie walking behind her Franky started down one of the aisles picking up things as she went. Maggie was speechless as a butt plug was selected, followed by handcuffs, two vibrators and two dildos of varying sizes. These items were placed on the counter in front of Nose Ring and Maggie thought they were done until Franky turned on her heel and continued shopping.

Nipple clamps, a large bottle of lube and a ball gag were collected before Maggie found herself staring at a rack with various crops, paddles and canes hanging on it. Despite her misgivings Maggie felt her pantie free pussy start to moisten as she gazed at the rack, remembering her time with the Count yesterday. She was startled from her reminiscing as Franky stated, "You choose. After all, it will be your bum receiving it."

Maggie didn`t know what to say. All the things looked very painful, but at the same time deliciously erotic. In the end she chose a cane like those she had seen in old movies with sadistic headmasters.

"Perfect!" said Franky, and then returned to Nose Ring to pay. Maggie watched as the Platinum Visa card was run through the machine and Franky entered her pin. The girl packed their purchases into a large plain brown carrier bag, and they left the shop to find Bert.

As they were walking Maggie heard a nearby church bell chime five times and Franky started to move quicker. They were supposed to meet the Count at six. Franky cursed under her breath as Bert was no-where to be seen when they returned, and then exhaled with relief as she saw the Rolls silently turn the corner.

As Maggie and Franky tumbled into the back seat Bert said, "Sorry Madam, the traffic wardens moved me on, so I drove around the block."

Franky said "No problem, Bert. Thank you for picking us up. Home please, and as fast as legally possible. I don`t want to be late for the Count." With that she raised the divider leaving her and Maggie alone in the back seat.

Ten minutes later they pulled up in front of the house. Maggie was moving to retrieve her suitcases and purchases from the boot of the car when Franky stopped her and said, "Jeremy will help Bert take them to your room. Now come along, I just have time to take my medicine before our six o`clock meeting." Then turning to Jeremy, she said, "Jeremy be so kind and ask Tristan and Raymond to come to the li-brary."