A dream i have, fantasy

hi
have a fantasy about a girl who moves to usa, to go to school, or being a aur pair. then get tricked inn to be in porn movies.
Can get tricked bye school freinds, neighboor, familiy she lives with




Janette

Sounds good. But I know so little about Norway and Norwegian girls.

What do you like to now??

Just ordinary things. You know, gross national product, average summer rainfall, favourite sexual positions and whether you like spanking.

Hilsen Janette,
Neivel, jeg har desverre ingen erfaring med au-pair girlene mine, men likevel, jo, faar jeg anbefale naboen min? Synes han leter efter den slags au-pair...

Unskyld, jeg kan bare lese paa norsk, ikke skrive. Jeg er ikke nordman... det var bare ei norske pike jeg var glad i. Altid det samme! Tjue aar senere, jeg er enna glad i spraaket.

Ha det!
-red

I'm waiting....

Don't be shy. If you want me to write a personalized story, you gotta give me something to work with.

What I'm thinking about, so far, is a masters student on a student visa that loses her money. What a coincidence (wink), her roommate has an unusual extracurricular income and a taste for the white stuff.

sorry, have been some days away.
Loved the ides you have come up with, are some tired noe, but will be dreaming out something in bed

What about she feels alone, she have now freinds ther and she has got robed for all her money. And her room mate will help her, soo long she can gain something out of it. Her room mate are some older. she brings her to a party, to a cuple. Who are into porn, and they 3 tricks her into to porn

Happy Christmas

I think I got the gist of it.... alienated and confused. Have to be careful with disposable characters though. I'll start on it over the holidays but can't post it till I'm happy with it.

Just one question: For the threesome, would you prefer two guys or two girls?

Same for me, like it both

Thank you for your feedback on my story, Janette. Your fantasy is a bit like my story in that both young women end up being blackmailed into making a porn movie. I think though using your fantasy as a basis I'd write something like this:

Setting: the 1920's.

Janette our heroine, is a young girl of eighteen born in Norway. She lives with her mother. Both her father and two brothers died in World War 1. A friend of her mother introduces her to a Mrs. Smith, a middle aged woman from England who owns a company which supplies au pairs for rich couples in America. Even though Janette would have to sign a two year contract, she considers the offer. The money is much more than she could make in Norway. Plus her mother is getting older and needs the support.

Several days later Janette joins Mrs Smith on a ship headed for America. There are about a dozen other young girls with them. Before too long they dock in New York, then board a train and head for Chicago where Mrs Smith lives and works.

Mrs Smith already has jobs lined up for the girls. Janette is to work for a Mr Alphonse Luciendi and his wife Crystal, taking care of their two young children age 3 and 4. Mr Luciendi is a wealthy Italian businessman involved in trucking and shipping. Crystal is a beautiful blonde American born in Chicago. Both are in their mid thirties. Janette is dazzled by the size of their home. She's given a small room near the children's.

Working there with her is a older bulter named Victor (who everyone calls "Turtle"), a old cook named Gloria and a young maid named Mary (in her early twenties). There is also usually 3 or 4 young men hanging around. They work for Mr Luciendi's trucking firm.

The Luciendi's throw parties almost every weekend. Mrs Luciendi always wears beautful gowns and jewelry. She sometimes sings at the piano. Mary tells Janette Crystal used to sing at nightclubs before Mr Luciendi married her. Occassionally Janette slips out of her room and watches from the balconey above. Even though its against the law, (with Prohibition) the parties always have alot of alcohol.

Sometimes Janette helps Gloria get groceries. One day when they return, she discovers someone drove by and shot at the house, breaking several windows. No one was hurt but still Mr Luciendi is furious.

That night after Janette puts the children to bed, she can't sleep. The shooting scared her. She hears noise and someone shouting. She slips out of her room. Downstairs, Mr Luciendi is pacing back and forth. He looks drunk. Crystal is with him. He drains his glass then throws it angrily into the fireplace.

Crystal pours him another drink, then walks over to where he is standing. Handing it to him Janette hears her say "I know what will make you feel better."

To Janette's amazement Crystal unzips her dress and takes it off. She has no bra, just panties, garter belt, stockings and high heels. She kneels in front of him and reaches into is pants. She pulls out his penis. As Janette watches amazed and unnoticed, Crystal takes it in her mouth and begins to bob her head up and down.

Janette is shocked but facinated. She knew almost nothing about sex, things her girlfriends in Norway had told her. She'd never seen a man without his clothes. Much less a naked penis. And never imagined a woman would put it into her mouth.

Crystal sucks on it, taking it deep into her mouth. Sometimes she pulls it out and rubs it on her face. Janette sees it then. Its stiff and hard looking, sticking staight up out of his crotch. Sometimes Crystal licks it like a lollipop, making it glisten with spit before sticking it back into her mouth.

Mr Luciendi seems to be enjoying it. Janette hears him moaning. He says lewd things which make Janette blush to hear, encouraging Crystal at her task. After about fifteen minutes, while Crystal has her mouth around him sucking, he reaches down and grabs her head by the hair. He starts pulling Crystal's head up and down more rapidly. His groans get more frequent and louder.

Suddenly he grabs Crystal's head with both hands and forces it into his crotch. He groans out louder. Janette can see his penis is all the way in Crystal's mouth. She seems to be swallowing over and over. After several moments he lets his wife's head go. When his penis comes out, Janette notices it is no longer hard.

Crystal stands and then still naked walks over and pours herself a drink. She walks over to the stairs. Pausing she asks Mr Luciendi if he wants to continue upstairs. He chuckles, apparently now in a better frame of mind.

Janette unnoticed quietly slipped away from the balcony rail and back into her room.

(more to follow)

doc

loved the story, looking forword to the continiue

janette

I should note, that what I'm writing is more of an general outline than a completed story. I'll flesh it out later and post it to Literotica. So now Janeete's story continues...

Part 2 - The Butler Did It.

It was mid November and Chicago had its first snow. The Luciendi's had taken their children to Mr Luciendi's mother for a visit so Janette had the afternoon off.

It had been almost a month since the night Janette had seen Crystal suck Mr Lucendi's penis. It still was fresh in Janette's mind. Whenever she thought about it she'd get this funny feeling in her stomach and feel all flush. She decided she'd spend the afternoon reading. The Luciendi's had a well stocked library on the first floor of the house. As Janette was approaching the library she heard voices. The door was ajar. She slowed and peeked in. It was Mary and Victor. They were talking and didn't notice Janette.

"I can't. I've got to finish my dusting." Mary said standing on a ladder with her feather duster.

"Come on girl, we've got time. Al won't be back until the evening." Victor replied. "Besides I've got you a gift."

He reached into his pocket and pulled something out. It was a small necklace. With a little squeal, Mary climbed quickly down off of the ladder.

"Its beautiful!" she exclaimed tossing her feather duster down.

She tried to grab the necklace from Victor but he kept it out of her reach. She tried several times. With his free hand, Victor grabbed her about the waist and pulled her against him. They ended up on the nearby couch, Mary on Victor's lap. While Mary looked at the necklace Victor began kissing her on the neck. Janette noticed that Victor also tried to get one of his hands under Mary's skirt. At first Mary pushed his hand away, but soon she let him have his way. Janette wasn't sure what Victor was doing but it clearly had an effect on the young maid. She began squirming around and breathing heavy. After a few minutes Mary gave a great sigh and shaking, buried her head against the butler's chest.

I like Jeanette's scenario, but it's taking some doing getting it off the ground. Perhaps we should help her out a bit, over the language barrier, as lapropdoc is so expertly doing.

I have absolutely no knowledge of 1920s porn scene, unfortunately, so take it away, Doc.

(Guess you can't attach two pictures.)

"Liked that, did you girl?" Victor asked with a laugh. "Now its time I got a bit myself."

The two of them stood. Victor pulled his jacket off and tossed it on the end of the couch. He then reached down and unbuckled his pants, letting them drop to the floor. He wasn't wearing any underpants and Janette again blushed at seeing a naked penis. Mary didn't seem surprised by this, because she turned and as Janette watched, Mary unzipped her dress and let it drop to the floor next to Victor's pants. She dropped her slip as well.

They kissed somemore, Victor's hands going to Mary's bare breast. He rubbed them and occasionally pinched the nipples between his fingers. They got stiff like Janette's sometimes did when she was cold. But it definately wasn't cold. If anything Janette felt hot and flushed by what she spied.

Janette could see Mary's hand on Victor's penis. She was stroking it up and down. It started to get stiff, and soon stuck out from Victor's crotch. It was slightly smaller than Mr Luciendi's had been but still to Janette looked huge. Victor took the young maid by the waist and turned her towards the couch. Again this didn't seem to surpise Mary, Janette noticed, because she leaned forward at the waist and put her hands on the couch.

Victor got behind Mary and with one hand bent his stiff penis down towards Mary's butt. He wiggled his own butt around for a moment then shoved himself sharply foward. Mary gave another squeal at that but kept her place. Soon Victor was pushing himself back and forth behind Mary. Janette didn't know what he was doing but it seemed to please him greatly. Mary too seemed to be having a good time, for she moaned softly each time him pushed himself forward.

This went on for several minutes and had quite the effect on Janette. The curious feeling she'd felt when spying on Crystal and Mr Luciendi was back with much greater strength. She felt a fluttering in her stomach and her legs were weak.

Victor suddenly stopped. He backed away from Mary and pulled her up from the couch. Janette gasped softly for she got a clear look at Victor's penis then. It glistened as if wet and the head of it was a bright crimson. Victor sat on the couch where Mary had been.

"Get on and ride me girl" he said.

Mary's face was flush and she seemed a little dazed, but she did as Victor told her. She turned around and backed onto Victor's lap. She took his penis in her hand and directed it to her crotch. Janette watched amazed as Mary placed his penis in the place Janette had until now only thought you only peed from. Mary closed her eyes and sat down.

Victor's penis disappearred into Mary. She paused when she had all of him in her and wiggled her own butt around in circles. This caused Victor to groan loudly. Then she lifted herself up, to drop back down quickly. Soon she was rapidly repeating that motion.

It didn't seem possible but Janette felt even more flush. She watched Mary bounce up and down with great abandon. Both were groaning as if in pain, but Janette didn't think that was the case.

This went on for several more minutes. Then Victor let out a great moan and said "I'm going to come!" At this, Mary lifted herself off of Victor. His penis came completely into view. It seemed to throb and pulse. Mary took it in both hands stroking it rapidly up and down.

Suddenly from its tip something squirted, a white milky fluid that covered Mary's hands. Victor's hips twitched as his penis squirted several times then stopped. Mary brought one white covered finger to her mouth and licked it.

And looked directly at Janette!

Janette was shocked at realizing Mary knew she was there. She stood frozen in place, but instead of saying anything Mary just smiled and licked another white covered finger. That broke the spell. Janette turned and quicky fled, running towards the stairs and the safety of her room.

(to be continued...)

I like Jeanette's scenario, but it's taking some doing getting it off the ground. Perhaps we should help her out a bit, over the language barrier, as lapropdoc is so expertly doing.

Gringao,

You're right, you need some setup time for any balckmail situation. The problem I saw with her original fantasy was I believe that modern au pars would be well instructed by the placement company about things, and it would be hard to get them into a blackmailed situation. Since she was a foriegn national, her embassy's lawyers would intervene. So by putting it into a more vintage situation I get a more naive character.

Also don't au par's get their room and board included in their compensation? So even if she lost her money, she'd be able to sleep and eat. I had to come up with a way to put her into compromising situation where she had no choice but to submit.

And by making her employer an Italian in Chicago I get to play the Mafia angle and have the kind of guy that would set her up for blackmail.

I have absolutely no knowledge of 1920s porn scene, unfortunately, so take it away, Doc.

You would be surprised. Porn was quite popular then, like today. By setting it in the 20's I get to put the movie she's forced to star in at the very beginning of movie making. Even more embarrassing for our poor main character.

Now adays, seems like just about every college age girl is in an amatuer adult film, so what's the embarrassment?

doc

Heh...I like that last line. As PJ O'Rourke once said, today if you call a celebrity an adulterer, pervert and drug addict, all it means is you've read his autobiography.

I wasn't seeing this as a situation for blackmail so much as a wayward girl running out of options. But your story is coming together nicely...please continue.

nushu2 said:

Just ordinary things. You know, gross national product, average summer rainfall, favourite sexual positions and whether you like spanking.

Click to expand...

Lol... and the relevance of the first two points that you want to know to the erotic story are what, exactly...?

Norway - Gross National Product : 190 Billion dollars US

Norway - Average Rainfall : 46 inches
(sorry didn't see for just summer)


doc

Janette's story continues...

Part 3: Girls Just Want To Have Fun.

There was a soft knock on Janette's bedroom door, then it opened. Faint light leaked through from the hallway beyond.

"Are you awake?" Mary whispered, peeking in. She was in her dressing gown and had a candle in her hand.

Janette nodded, sitting up in her bed where she had been laying still awake. Awake and thinking about what she'd seen that afternoon between Mary and the butler. Mary entered and came over to the bed. She set the candle on the bedstand.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" Mary asked. "My room gets very cold when it snows."

Even though Janette had had her own room in Norway, she'd sometimes sleep with her mother when it was cold, so Mary's request was not that unusual. She nodded her permission. Mary took off her robe. She was wearing a light nightshirt. She pulled back the blankets and climbed into the bed behind Janette.

"Thank you," Mary said. "The gas heater in my bedroom is old and does a poor job."

Mary snuggled up to Janette closely, pressing herself against Janette's back, and throwing an arm around her. Janette nodded in understanding but she wasn't thinking about any heater. What had her mind racing was the feeling of Mary's two hard nipples poking into her back. Mary seemed to settle, and after a few quiet minutes Janette thought the other girl had fallen asleep, but then Mary whispered, "I saw you watching us."

Janette was startled but didn't move.

"Victor's nice, but he's always so randy." Mary continued. "He comes into the room and it don't take no time before he's trying to get me on my back and my legs in the air."

Mary gave a little chuckle. Her breath tickled Janette's ear as she spoke, face nestled in Janette's hair.

"But he knows what's what, he does. Once he's in you, and he's stroking back and forth..." Mary gave a soft sigh. "Plus he give me things, like today."

Mary took her arm off Janette, then sat up. She reached into the neck of her nightshirt and pulled the necklace Victor had given her out. It had a thin gold chain and a small stone which glittered in the candle light. It looked expensive to Janette's naive eye.

"It's pretty," Janette said softly.

"I know it's not real, just a bit of glass," Mary said, looking down. "Still a girl likes to have pretty things."

They sat there in silence for a long moment, neither speaking.

"Does it hurt?" Janette hesitantly asked. "When he puts it in."

"You've never? Mary asked

Janette shook her head.

"It can at first, especially if the fellow is quick and don't let you warm up to him first." Mary answered. "That's why I like doing it with Victor. He's older than some of these younger guys, and don't mind fingering you a bit to get you going. But then once a girl gets happy the juices start flowing, oh there's just no describing it. "

Mary chuckled, looking down.

"Oh, you've done got me excited just thinking about it, see."

She opened the front of her nightshirt baring her breasts. Her nipples were stiff. She took one between her fingers and played with it. Janette watched amazed as the young maid gentle twisted first one nipple then the other.

"Not fair," Mary suddenly said, stopping her self play. "You've seen my body and I haven't seen yours."

Janette shook her head. "No, no, I can't" she stammered, blushing a bright red.

Mary gave a little squeal and lunged forward grabbing the front of Janette's own nightshirt. They wrestled around on the bed among the blankets for several minutes laughing and squealing. Finally Mary got the better of the younger girl and ended on top of her, with Janette's arms pinned under her legs. Panting heavily, she unbuttoned the front of Janette's gown and pulled it open, exposing her breasts.

"Oh what a lovely sight. Your's aren't as big as mine," Mary said, putting her hands on Janette's breasts. "But still they're quite nice."

Mary cupped Janette's breasts and pushed them together. Her thumbs rubbed lightly across each nipple. Janette was flush from their struggle, and a little embarassed from being naked before the other girl. But she was also a little bit excited too.

Suddenly Mary leaned forward and kissed Janette on the lips.

(That's all for now, lunch is over and I need to get back to work. No picture on this one because all my porn is at home...)

The more I think about it the less I like what Mary says once she has Janette pinned. That "Now your mine", always brings to mind the image of Snidely Wiplash evilly stroking his mustache, but thats because I've seen the image on a movie.

Not something a 21 year old maid of the 20's would say.

Suggestions anyone?

doc


Added 1/23:
Ok, so I just edited that line out and closed up the next paragraph.

hi, love how the story are going


very exiting

hi, love how the story are going very exiting

Thank you Janette. Glad you find it enjoyable. Sorry it’s been a few days since I posted, I’ve been busy.

One thing. I know English isn't your native language. I hope you meant "exciting", not "exiting". To exit means to leave, exiting to be leaving.

I hope you won't leave until I finish my story.

doc

and now back to that story...

Janette was so startled she couldn’t move. Mary's lips on hers felt odd. Not like any other time Janette had been kissed. Before in Norway only relatives had kissed her. Light pecks on the cheek. But Mary's kiss wasn't like the. No, her kiss was warm and moist and soft and exciting. While the two of them kissed, Mary's hands continued to rub over Janette's breasts. She's slide her hand across them, her palm softly touching the nipples. After a few moments Mary broke the kiss.

"You taste nice too," she said with a grin. "Look, now you're excited too."

Janette glanced down and found her nipples were stiff, just like Mary's. Mary took one of them between her fingers and gave it a gentle twist. An electrictrifying feeling shot through Janette.

Mary climbed off of her arms and lay down beside her. She kissed Janette several times again. Janette felt Mary's tongue flutter across her lips as if she meant to stick it into Janette's mouth. Janette opened her lips slightly and let her.

Mary broke the kiss, and took one of Janette's hands in hers. She placed it on her own breast. Mary understood what the other girl wanted, and found the thought excited her as well. They kissed and rubbed each other for several minutes. As they did, Mary unbuttoned Janette's nightshirt as well as her own.

Janette felt one of Mary's hands trail softly down her stomach. Then she felt it go lower. Janette gave a little moan when she felt Mary's hand caress her sex. Mary's fingers rubbed across the light hair which covered her there. She gave another moan when she felt one finger slide between the lips of her sex.

A warm flush crept over Janette's body. Tingly touches of pleasure flowed out of her stomach. She began breathing faster as Mary's fingers explored their way up and down her sex. She gave a long gasp as she felt one finger slide inside her. Her body clenched and she felt her hips rise up off of the bed. Mary gently worked the finger in and out, while the palm of her hand pressed against the top of Janette's sex.

"Sweet Mother Mary!" Janette exclaimed.

A rush of feelings washed over her. Her eyes closed tight and a trembling shook her entire body for several moments. Her breath seemed to catch in her throat. She gave a gasp and a long moan. Her world seemed to stop for several moments.

When it passed Janette found herself lightly shaking. Mary looked down on her, a smile on her face.

“What just happened?” Janette asked.

“You came!” Mary’s grin seemed to get even bigger. She asked “Your first orgasm?”

Janette nodded.

“You’ll need a few minutes,” Mary said. “Why don’t you do me now?”

Mary lay down beside Janette. They began kissing again and rubbing their hands on each others bodies. After a few minutes of this, Mary took one of Janette’s hands and led it to her crotch. Janette though unsure had an idea of what to do, having just experienced it herself.

She took one finger and lightly rubbed it through the hair covering Mary’s sex. It was thicker than Janette’s, curly and brown. She felt deeper and her finger touched something moist and wet. It was the lips of Mary’s sex. When Janette began sliding her finger up and down the lips, Mary gave a soft moan and pressed her crotch up and against Janette’s hand.

It was all so new and exciting for Janette. She raised herself up in the bed so she could see Mary’s body more clearly. The other girl was breathing heavily. She was also rubbing and caressing her own breast. Janette gaining confidence that she was doing things right, grew bolder.

Janette bent down and kissed Mary passionately. She stuck her tongue out and into Mary’s mouth. Mary sucked on Janette’s tongue and rubbed her own tongue against Janette’s lips.

As they kissed, Janette took one of her exploring fingers and slide it between the lips of Mary’s sex and then into her body. Mary gave a great gasp. Janette’s finger felt warm and wet. She pushed her finger a little deeper, then began rubbing it in and out.

“More please,” Mary softly whispered. “More fingers.”

Janette put a second finger into Mary, rubbing them both together in and out. As she did, she felt a small something press against her thumb, poking out of the top of Mary’s sex. When Janette rubbed her thumb lightly across that hard something, Mary began to moan more often.

Soon Janette was vigorously stroking her two fingers in and out of Mary, while rubbing across the outside with her thumb. After a few minutes, Mary began to shake. Her eyes were closed and her breath was heavy and rapid. Suddenly she gave a great sigh, clutching the bed covers between her hands.

Sensing Mary had come Janette gently removed her fingers. The other young woman lay there breathing heavily, a great smile on her face.

“That was nice,” she said. She kissed Janette lightly. “Thank you.”

Janette was please at having given Mary pleasure. She was also a little excited. The flush feeling she’d experienced when Mary had caressed her had returned.

“Want to go again?” Mary asked.

Janette nodded. Mary sat up. She grabbed a pillow and threw it toward the end of the bed. The she turned herself so her head was facing towards Janette’s feet. She lay down.

“Let me show you something new.”

Mary began caressing Janette’s legs and thigh, kissing her there. Janette unsure of what the other girl was doing just watched. Mary kissed her way upward towards Janette’s crotch. Closer and closer she kissed. Her fingers were busy too, rubbing Janette’s stomach and breasts. She also rubbed fingers across Janette’s sex. Soon Janette was breathing heavily again.

Suddenly Mary put her face right into Janette’s sex. Janette was amazed. Even though she’s seen Crystal putting Mr. Luciendi’s penis in her mouth and sucking it, she hadn’t thought another woman would do the same to her. So many new things for Janette.

Janette felt Mary’s tongue slide up and down the lips of her sex. This caused even more excitement for the young girl. When that tongue slide inside her, that flush of pleasure gripped her again. Tingly shaking took her and she lay back down on the bed, gasping and moaning. Mary kept licking her while she came.

Unlike the first orgasm which had left her weak, this one just seemed to add to her heightened state. So when she felt Mary’s hand on her head, pulling her toward Mary’s body she went eagerly. Having watched the other girl, she had some idea of what Mary wanted.

Janette put her finger on Mary’s sex, and then stuck her face between Mary’s legs. This was the first time she’s seen that part of a woman’s body up close. Janette was fascinated at the shape and feel of Mary’s body. She ran her fingers around the various parts exploring.

She found that at the top of Mary’s sex, just where the two lips meet, a small round bit of flesh stuck out. She guessed that was what she’d felt under her thumb. She slid a finger softly across it, rubbing it. Mary gave a moan, and Janette felt Mary’s hand on her head, pressing Janette’s face towards her sex.

Janette hesitantly stuck out her tongue and licked the lips of Mary’s sex. She was surprised at the taste. It was unlike anything she’d tasted before. Sweet and tart. Soon she was licking with enthusiasm.

Mary was licking Janette as well. Janette could feel the other woman’s tongue wiggling around inside her. That and the occasional finger probing up into her depths.

Soon it was too much for poor Janette. The rush of pleasure took her, squeezing her with gasps and moans. Janette began to shake and quiver. Mary too. The two girls clung tightly to each other, not stopping their licking until their orgasms came.

Janette pulled her face out of Mary’s crotch, rolling over on her back and just lay there breathing hard. After a moment she felt Mary get up, and turn. She crawled up and lay down beside Janette, snuggling in beside her.

“That was fun, wasn’t it?” Mary asked.

Janette murmured her agreement. Then Mary reached up and unhooked the necklace Victor had given her. She reached over and put it around Janette’s neck.

“I want you to have this,” she said.

“I couldn’t,” Janette protested.

“I insist,” Mary snuggled down beside Janette, pulling the covers up over their naked bodies. “Remember what I said, a girl likes pretty things. And besides I’ll just get Victor to give me another one next time we fuck.”

Janette hugged the other girl. Soon the two of them fell fast asleep.


to be continued...

Part 4: Janette Betrayed

The next few days passed in a euphoric daze for Janette. The weather turned mild and rose in the mid-50s, melting the snow. The children were well behaved. Janette took them to visit the nearby park, spending nearly the entire afternoon there playing. Mrs. Luciendi treated Janette, Mary and even the cook Gloria to an early Christmas present, taking the three servants to a local department store for a new dress each. Janette was amazed at the size of the store. She’d never seen so many dry goods.

And the next few evenings held their own surprises. Mary despite her original excuse of a cold room, continued to visit Janette’s bedroom. Janette found she could hardly wait for that soft knock on her door.

Mary continued to show Janette new and different ways to bring pleasure. Sometimes Mary lay between Janette’s legs, and softly like a cat, lapped at her sex with her tongue. Janette learned that the little fleshy finger at the top of her sex was her “clit”. And that if rubbed properly brought a woman great pleasure. Other times they would lick each other at the same time, like they had done that first night. Janette learned people called that “sixty nine.”

She also learned most called a woman’s sex her “pussy.” Janette had had a small cat in Norway, and she found this bit of American slang quite humorous. Her cat had been a striped calico and sometimes she imagined what she’d look like similarly striped.

Once night Mary brought with her one of the beef sausages Gloria got from the local butcher. It was about 6 inches long and as big around a three of Janette’s fingers put side by side. They had just finished a lusty bout of “69” when Mary presented it. As Janette watched, Mary placed it between the lips of her pussy and pushed it gently in. Though she as wet with a recent orgasm, the sausage stretched Janette uncomfortably. She winched and put her hand on Mary’s stopping her.

“Trust me,” Mary said. “I won’t go deep.”

She chuckled.

“Not deep enough to break anything.” Mary kissed Janette’s fingers. “No, that should be left up to the first man you share your bed with.”

Having learned that the other girl knew much more about pleasure, Janette removed her hand. She did fluff up her pillow so she could watch more closely.

At first Mary just rubbed the sausage gently up and down between the lips of Janette’s pussy. Sometimes pausing at the top to rub the sausage against Janette’s clit. Though pleasurable, it felt strange. Janette found if she spread her legs, pulling them back the stretched feeing lessened. Mary leaned down, and took Janette’s clit between her lips. Janette softly moaned as she felt Mary’s tongue flickering across the nub.

Suddenly Mary pushed forward and the sausage slide into Janette about an inch, stopping just before it touched her hymen. This brought another moan to Janette’s lips.

Mary licked Janette for many minutes while she wiggled the intruding sausage around in small circles. Janette had first one orgasm, followed by another. Then one more. After that she had to stop the other girl. Janette’s body couldn’t take anymore right then.

After a brief rest, Mary had Janette use the sausage on her. Since she was not a virgin, Janette could push it in almost all the way. Mary taught her to stroke it in and out while Janette licked her.

They spent many hours using the sausage on each other. In the morning Mary took it with her. Janette thought the other girl got rid of it in the garbage, but she noticed Victor had sausage with his breakfast. This he normally didn’t do. Janette noticed to a big grin on Mary’s face as they passed each other in the kitchen.

That Saturday, the Luciendi’s were going out. A birthday party for one of Mr. Luciendi’s business associates. When Janette returned with the children from a walk, she found the house in an uproar. She couldn’t tell the specifics, but as she took the children upstairs, she heard Mrs. Luciendi screaming and yelling in the master bedroom.

Janette thinking it best to stay out of sight, played with the children until the Luciendi’s left for their party. Once the children were asleep, she slipped down to the kitchen to grab a bit of supper. As she was coming down the stairs, Mary passed her. She started to stop and ask her what was going on, but at a little shake from Mary’s head, decided not to. Mary had a big bruise on one cheek.

The maid when up to her room and closed the door behind her.

Janette lay awake far past the time the other girl normally came. She thought perhaps to slip out and go to Mary’s room. To learn what had happened, but eventually decided not to.

The next day was Sunday. Janette as she usually did, rose early. She put on her new dress, and met the old cook Gloria at the backdoor. They had a habit of going to church together for Morning Mass.

Several hours later, found Janette walking back alone. Gloria had met some friends and had stayed at the church. As Janette came to the Luciendi’s home, she was surprised to see a police car out front. Two uniformed officers standing beside it watched her as she walked up the steps to the front door. One whistled and winked. This brought a blush to Janette’s face, and she opened the door and rushed inside.

There as another uniformed officer inside. And a big ugly man who introduced himself as Detective O’Reilly. He wore a dark rumpled suit, and reminded Janette of one of the dockworkers she's seen on her arrival in New York. Course and rough.

“Are you Janette?” the Detective asked.

Janette nodded. Suddenly the Luciendi’s stepped out of the library.

“There’s the little thief now!” Crystal said angrily pointing at Janette.

Janette couldn’t say anything she was so shocked by the situation. The Detective pulled a pair of handcuffs from under his coat.

“I’m afraid you are under arrest, Miss.”

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The detective had Janette place her hands behind her back. Janette shocked by what was happening stood passively by while he put the handcuffs on her wrists.

“I have to check you for weapons,” he said.

He knelt behind her and put his hands on her legs through her skirt. He began working his way up, squeezing first her legs, then her thighs. He grasped her by the hips and turned her, first feeling her hips and then her waist. He reached under her arms, then to Janette’s even greater amazement, the Detective’s hands touched her breasts. He had a smirk on his face as he roughly groped her.

“Bring her in here,” Mr. Luciendi ordered.

After one more squeeze of her breasts, the Detective took Janette by the arm and led her into the library. He had her sit in a chair, then went and stood against one wall. Mr. Luciendi was sitting on the edge of the desk. Mrs. Luciendi was pacing back a forth. She had a short riding crop in one hand, and was hitting the palm of her other hand as she paced.

“Why did you do it!” she said, clearly angry.

Crystal turned and walked over to stand before Janette.

“Haven’t we been good to you? Didn’t I just buy you a new dress?”

She suddenly slapped Janette.

“Answer me damn it!”

“Please Mrs. Luciendi,” Janette was so confused. “I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“Liar!”

Crystal slapped her again. As she raised her hand to do it once more, Mr. Luciendi spoke.

“She wants to know, we both want to know why you took Mrs. Luciendi’s necklace?”

Janette was nearly in tears she was so confused.

“Please Sir,” she said. “I haven’t taken any necklace.”

Crystal started to slap Janette, but stopped when she saw how the young girl flinched down into the chair. Instead Crystal turned and started pacing again.

“We found this,” Mr. Luciendi reached into his pocket, “in your room this morning.”

Janette’s eyes went wide. Mr. Luciendi held the small necklace Mary had given her that first night in his hand. She suddenly felt a ray of hope, that this nightmare was all a misunderstanding soon remedied.

“Please Sir, I didn’t take that.”

“Liar!” Crystal yelled. “You’re going to go to prison where thieves like you belong.”

The Detective standing against the wall, chuckled.

“The Bull dikes are gonna love this little bit.” He smiled an evil smile at Jannete. “Gonna just eat her up.”

Janette didn’t know what a “bull dike” was but the way the Detective said it, she knew she didn’t want to know. Nor did she want to go to prison. She was more scared than she ever had been in her life.

“Mary gave it to me.” She cried, as tears came to her eyes. “And Mr. Victor gave it to her.”

“Please, ask them.” She said.

Mr Luciendi glanced at his wife. Crystal seemed to get even angrier. She picked up a vase from one table and flung it against the wall, breaking it.

“Get the little bitch Mary down here!” she yelled. “And get Turtle in here too!”

The Detective left the room. Janette kept her head down, trying to fight back the tears as Crystal paced back and forth.

“You and your god damned Wop buddies,” she muttered, knocking another vase over with the riding crop. “Fuckin’ thieves.”

Mr. Luciendi didn’t reply.

It took several minutes before the Detective returned. He held the young maid by one arm. Clearly Mary was reluctant to enter the study. Behind them was the butler.

“Yeah Boss,” he said. “What’ca want?”

“You been getting sticky fingers again?”

“Me Boss? No, never.”

Mr. Luciendi sat there for several moments, just looking at the butler. Finally he turned towards Mary.

“What about you?” he held up the necklace. “Know anything about this?”

“Me Sir?” Mary said, head down. “No, sir.”

Mr. Luciendi nodded, the necklace dangling from his hand. Mary was clearly nervous. She didn’t look up, but glanced left and right.

“Do you know anything about this necklace going missing?”

“No, no Sir,” Mary stammered. “I’ve never seen it in my life.”

Janette’s heart turned to lead in her chest at her friend’s betrayal. She’s felt certain Mary would have admitted to giving her the necklace. She was going to prison for sure now.

“Mary, please.”

The young maid glanced up then, looking into Janette’s eyes. The bruise on her cheek was stark against Mary’s pale face. She gave Janette almost an imperceptible shake of her head. Janette knew she’s get no help from her. Something her mother always told her popped into her head then, “Always tell the truth, for the truth shall set you free.”

“Please Mr. Luciendi,” she looked at her employer. “I didn’t take it.”

“You say Turtle gave the necklace to Mary.” He said.

“Yes, Sir.”

“And you saw this?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Where?”

“They were in the library.”

“What were they doing?”

Janette hesitated then, embarrassed to talk about what she’s seen to the Luciendi’s. Even though Mary had taught her a lot about pleasure, Janette was still a young unsophisticated girl from the country.

“They...they were reading.”

“Hah!!!”

Crystal leaped to her feet and advanced on Janette. She slapped Janette again.

“You almost had me believing you, you little thief!” Crystal said. “I know for a fact Turtle can’t read. He wouldn’t be caught dead with a book.”

Crystal grabbed the front of Janette’s dress.

“Please, please, Mrs. Luciendi don’t slap me again.” Janette sobbed. “They were having sex!”

Clearly Crystal wasn’t expecting that answer. She released Janette and stepped back.

“And Turtle gave it to her?”

“Before they did it,” Janette sniffed. Her nose was running and with her hands handcuffed behind her back couldn’t wipe it. “I saw them in the library.”

“And how did you get it?” Mr. Luciendi asked.

“Mary came to my bed the other night.” Janette sniffed again. “It was cold in her room, she said.”

“And?”

“We fooled around a little.” Janette’s face burned red with embarrassment. “She gave me the necklace.”

“Jesus Christ Al,” Crystal exclaimed. “Is everyone fucking around here?”

“Is this true, Turtle?” Mr. Luciendi asked. “You fucking the help?”

“Nah, boss.” Victor shook his head. “The little nannie’s got it wrong.”

“Mary?”

“No sir.” She answered, but her head was still down. “I don’t know what she’s talking about, sir.”

Mr. Luciendi sat there on the edge of the desk, arms crossed for several minutes in silence, just looking at the three of them. Finally he spoke to the Detective.

“Detective O’Reilly, what do you think?”

The big man chuckled.

“You’ve got a real can of worms here.” He walked up behind Janette and put his hands on her shoulders. “Tell you what Mr. Luciendi, let me take the two girls down to the station. I’ll get the truth out of them. Just give me a couple of hours with them in a cell, I’ll have them singing like songbirds.”

Janette felt a rush of real fear remembering the liberties the Detective had taken when he’s searched her for weapons, and felt her body with his hands. She knew she didn’t want to be alone with him.

“No I don’t think that’s needed.” Mr. Luciendi walked forward and took the Detective’s arm. “We’ll handle this in the Family.”

“Ok, sir.” The Detective reached behind Janette, unlocked the handcuffs and put them in his pocket. “You need anything you know the men at the Ninth Precinct are here for you.”

The two walked to the study door.

“Thank you for your help.” Mr. Luciendi said, as the two shook hands. “There will be a bit more for you in this month’s envelope.”

“Turtle, me and you are going to talk later.” Mr. Luciendi said after the Detective had left. “Mary, you go to your room.”

Both hurried out.

“That’s it?” Crystal exclaimed.

“Can’t prove anything.”

“God damned it Al, someone are’ta be punished!”

Mr. Luciendi shrugged. This just seemed to make Crystal angrier. She knocked the last vase off of its table, breaking it against the floor. She turned and then seemed to notice Janette, still sitting in her chair.

“You!” she said. “At least I can teach you not to do it again!”

Janette was confused, she had thought the Luciendi’s had believed her. Crystal stalked over and grabbed Janette by the back of the neck pulling her up from the chair.

“Damned it I’m going to punish someone!”

Crystal roughly pushed her towards the wall. Janette hit hard, the breath being knocked from her. She felt a sharp sting across her lower back. Then another and another.

“Damned it, if people think they can steal from me!”

Crystal kept hitting Janette with her riding crop. Janette begged her not to hit her, but this just seemed to make the older woman more angry. Suddenly Crystal pulled her away from the wall and pushed her down on top of a nearby table. Then Janette felt the hem of her dress pulled up and her bottom exposed.

“Please, Mrs. Luciendi!”

Crystal began to spank Janette across her bare ass. The blows stung something fierce. Janette tried to put her hands behind her to protect herself, but Crystal just whipped them too, until Janette removed them. Soon Janette could do nothing but lay there, as she was spanked over and over. After for what seemed like an eternity, Crystal’s blows slowed. Janette’s bottom felt as if all the skin had been flayed from it. She could swear she felt tickles of blood dripping down her legs.

“Please, I won’t do it again,” Janette whispered, her face in her hands. “Please don’t whip me anymore.

Then Crystal did something that really shocked her. Janette felt the older woman’s hand caress her burning bottom gently. Crystal’s hand was cool and soft against the spanked flesh.

“I demand respect from the help,” Crystal said.

“Yes, Mame.” Janette said. “I’ll be good.”

Crystal kept caressing Janette’s bare bottom. She ran a finger between Janette’s buttocks and down between the cheeks. Janette tensed as he felt that finger lightly touch the bottom of her pussy. Crystal stood there and rubbed her finger up and down. Once she pushed it further and Janette gasped as it parted her pussy lips and probed into her. Then as suddenly as it had been there, the finger was gone.

“Get up and come here!” Crystal ordered.

to be continued


Author Note: I can see one thing different with the new board, the capacity to upload files has decreased. So until I get the jpegs loaded up to my website so I can link to them, pictures will have to wait. A shame, since I've got a coupe of good ones for these next few chapters.

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