Kara’ Promises

[DangerousDarkEyes]

( closed… looking for one experienced male writer interested in writing this with me, pm me if interested..thank you.

It had been along day and by the time I undressed and washed off, my dark blue eyes were already closing as I lay down. The small bed was almost as hard as the floor, the mattress being extremely thin as was the pillow. It didn’t matter much though, I worked hard long days without much of a break, I could have slept on anything.

I always slept in a thin cotton nightgown and covered up with the small cloth they called a blanket. I didn’t complain though, it was better than having nothing to cover with. Not much later I awoke and was shivering when I realized I had not thrown another log on the fire. Swearing to myself, I got up as quick as I could and put one on. Back in bed, I covered up tightly with my entire body shivering, falling back to sleep quick enough.

It seemed like I had just fallen asleep when I heard the roosters crowing. I groaned and sat up, what I wouldn’t give to sleep in one of those fancy beds I made up everyday and to sleep until I couldn’t sleep any longer. Oh what a dream that would be. While I washed my face and brushed my long blonde hair…putting it in a nice tight bun… I thought about the days before I came
here.

Days were filled with laughter and fun with my sisters and brothers. We slept on heavy mattresses with wool blankets and although we weren’t a rich family by any means, my mum and dad worked hard for what we had. But then that awful day came when the King had raised all the taxes. Lots of people were looking for ways to pay including mine. My mother sat me down that night with tears in her eyes .

“Oh my darling Kara, you are so beautiful and innocent and I never wanted this to happen to you. But I too worked for another family before I married your father. In fact that is where I met him and you see how happy we have been. We have found you a nice place to work to make the money we need now. It’s only for several years and then we’re hoping you can come home. Who knows, maybe you will meet a nice lad working there. It is one of the great mansions in the country which also favors the king. There is a big family, although all the children are grown and gossip says the misses is very weak and in poor health. Please go without a problem, less you embarrass your family and I promise one day you’ll come home. I’m sure you will be treated properly at this home along with all the other help there is.”

I wanted to cry, to run out of the room and scream at my father to please not send me. But I looked deep into my mothers eyes and knew that I would go as she asked. I also promised myself I would do the work and keep my tongue in check, but I also promised I was going to be free some day and soon.

“Kara am I going to have to swat you before you get down here for the breakfast?” Mrs. O’Neal called out from the kitchen below the bedroom.

“I’m coming,” I called as I quickly finished dressing. I was putting my shoes on as I practically fell down the stairs, but I definitely didn’t want to be late. So far I hadn’t dissevered punishment and I sure didn’t want to, not ever.

I said nothing to her when I came down as that was the way things were here. There were several rules, wear the uniform you were given, don’t talk unless spoken to and never look in your superiors eyes, nor in the eyes of Mrs. O’Neal…she thought that was just not proper and if anyone knew what proper was, she did cause she sure talked about what was and wasn’t proper practically night and day. I was glad I worked more alone and away from her after I helped get breakfast laid out on the huge dining table where the family sat.

While I was preparing the trays to be brought out, I noticed there was one other guest than usual having been given 10 trays instead of the usual 9. I had worked here a month and I had to wonder if the Mister of the house was finally home. I had been told he was on an extended business trip. I wondered what he would be like, or maybe it was a visitor, or another relative.

As soon as I had all the trays done and the other servants were taking them to the table, I couldn’t help but peak out the door just a little wanting to see the newcomer.

 

[cgraven]

Edward James Corwin was a self made man who had risen from the industrial slums of Manchester. He had taught himself to read and to do his sums talents that would stand him in good stead, that were the making of the man he now was. Corwin had started as a lowly clerk in a shipping office that soon showed he had a flare for sniffing out a business opportunity. He had scrimped and saved a few pence out of every pay envelop. The pence became pounds and the pounds became investments, investments that payoff rather handsomely.

Business had taken him and his young bride to India for the East Indian Tea Company. Here again his investments paid of handsomely, even as he attended too the business of his employers. Edward James Corwin was quite impressed with the Hindu culture the strict cast system and the austerity of its rules for each cast. Rules that in later years would mark the way he ran his business affairs and his household. Yet India was not kind to his young bride who developed a fever that had invalided her. So it was with a good deal of reluctance that Corwin returned to England and the west country with his ailing wife and Mr. Singee his man servant. After consulting with the best men in Harley Street it was decided that a country estate would be the best place for Corwin ailing wife, The best place to make her as comfortable as possible in her waning days.

Edward James Corwin was sitting at the dining room table after dismissing his in-laws summarily out of hand had sent them packing back to their hovels or where ever they choose to call home when he was at residence at Grey Friar's Abbey, the home he had bought for his invalided wife.

"Twenty years!"

Corwin almost growled as he ran his fingers through his ginger hair that now showed a touch of sliver at his temples. He was no longer a young man but he was nether an old man. He was lost in those in-between years where he was neither callow youth or distinguished senior. Lost an adrift with little solace in his life except for his business affairs.

It was Mr. Singee that caught Kara peak out the door. Her supple young body slightly bent her firm little derrière so sensual rounded brought a salacious smile to his bronzed face. The tip of his tongue slid across the bow of his lips as he gave that tempting little derrière a firm swat.

"Master it seems we have a peeping-tom."

Singee grabbed Kara by her ear and led her to stand before the Master of Grey Friar's Abbey.

"Explain yourself girl! What were you doing and why should I not punish you for spying on the Master of the house. What is your Name girl"

Corwin's voice boomed in his peep baritone voice that was felt as much as heard.

"Well Girl?"

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Suddenly as I was getting a good look at the man sitting at the table, I felt someone grab me by the ear.

“Ouch, that hurts,” was my immediate reaction as he pulled her towards the man she now was told was the Master of the house. “Would you please let go of my ear, I can walk on my own and explain myself.” she said boldly and squirming a bit to get away from this other man.

Once she was in front of Mr. Corwin, she smiled coyly and made a small curtsy in front of him.

“I wasn’t spying on you sir,” she began, her voice trembling a little for this man was obviously much more domineering than Mrs. O’Neal.

“I just uh…well uh…I was curious and wanted to see who the new person was at breakfast.” Suddenly she was rattling on as if he were just another person, same as all the other guests here.

“I’m the girl that fixes the morning trays and noticed there was an extra one. I had no idea it was you, the master of the house.” she turned and looked at the man who had grabbed her ear giving him the meanest look she could muster, with her eyes squinted and her lips tightly pushed together gave. “I wasn’t spying!” she finally said to him before she looked back at Mr. Corwin.

“I’m Kara, Kara Covington from the Covington Ranch, sir.” she had said proudly.

 

[cgraven]

“I wasn’t spying on you sir,” ....

There was a little tremble in the girl's voice and yet there was a boldness in her soft blue eyes that captured the imagination of the Master of Grey Friar's Abbey.

“I just uh…well uh…I was curious and wanted to see who the new person was at breakfast. “I’m the girl that.........

Edward J. Corwin was not listening to what the young girl was saying rather his eyes leisurely took in the way her uniform accentuated the sensual curves of her supple young body. The high collar of her black dress in sharp contrast to her slender neck and pale alabaster skin. how it clung to her to her firm young derrière before falling to the floor where the tips of her black shoes peeked out from beneath the helm of the skirt. The prim starched white maid's apron drew the viewer's eyes to the swell of her firm young breasts and then to her trim little waist. Corwin smiled to himself at the look of defiance that this little spitfire gave to Mr. Singee. Her little blond head held high in the air as if she were the lady of the house and not merely a servant.

“I wasn’t spying!”

The girl's eyes met his as if they were equals as she said.

“I’m Kara, Kara Covington from the Covington Ranch, sir.”

The young beauty answered with as much pride as if she were a lady of quality.

"Well Miss Kara Covington Mr. Singee here seems to think you were spying but I shall take you at your word Miss."

His voice was stern and his dark hazel eyes met her soft blue eyes with such an intensity that it seemed he could see into her very soul. As he held her bold gaze captive the Master of Grey Friar's Abbey continued.

"I do believe when you were hired that Mrs. O'Neil told you what was expected of you Kara."

The tone of Corwin's voice indicated that it was not a question but a statement of fact.

"To refresh your memory Miss Covington! Wear the uniform you were given, don’t speak unless spoken to and never look in your superiors eyes. I would say the only one of these simple rules you have managed to obey is that you are wearing the uniform you were given."

Kara was still boldly looking into her Master's eyes as he finished speaking.

"I believe a punishment is in order Miss Covington. Now what shall it be a dismissal and forfeiture o wages or a spanking Miss?"

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Kara had noticed how the master was looking over her in her uniform and as she had been speaking she also a feeling of being undressed with his eyes. Almost as if he could see thru her black, past her chemise and right down to her soft white flesh.

Looking into his piercing hazel eyes, she felt drawn to him, almost as if she were his prisoner. She for some reason couldn’t look away, that was until he spoke. His words were stern and unsettling as she listened to him. As soon as she heard the words “rules” come from his mouth, she suddenly looked down, as hard as it was. There was just something about her eyes that seemed to disturb her, but she wasn’t sure what it was. It really didn’t matter, this was the master of the house who had finally came back and she couldn’t argue with him as she had just broke two of the rules. “Damn, I was doing so well, but I can’t lose this job, my parents would be so humiliated and mad at me. They needed the money I made for them and I didn’t want to let them down.” she thought to herself.

"I believe a punishment is in order Miss Covington. Now what shall it be a dismissal and forfeiture o wages or a spanking Miss?"

She kept her head down and eyes to her black shoes and made her decision. She just hoped it would be over quick and not hurt too much, although she imagined since she was being taught a lesson, it was definitely going to hurt.

“I’ll take the spanking, Sir. I don’t wish to lose my job here.” she spoke softly and much more humbling.

 

[cgraven]

There was a coy coquettish gleam in the young golden beauty's eyes as she demurely dropped those bold blue eyes from his. Corwin loved the way Kara's cheeks turned the most delightful shade of pink as he reminded her that she had broken several rules of Grey Friar Abbey. Even as he presented the devil's own choice to the young maid he watched carefully for her reaction as he sternly said.

"I believe a punishment is in order Miss Covington. Now what shall it be a dismissal and forfeiture of wages or a spanking Miss?"

Mr. Singee noticed that Kara was once more boldly looking into her Master's eyes as he finished speaking. The girl's cheeks went from crimson to scarlet before once more demurely lowering her soft blue eyes to study the tips of her shoes. He held his breath as he waited for the pale golden beauty to decide her own fate.

"I’ll take the spanking, Sir. I don’t wish to lose my job here.”

Kara spoke softly and much more humbly.

"Come lay across my lap Miss Covington!"

There was just a hint of excitement in Corwin's voice, but there was a definite edge of steel in it as well. Mr. Edward James Corwin was a man that was use to being obeyed with out question especially in his own house where he was the unquestioned Master. He loved the feel of her supple youthful body as Kara laid across his lap.

Place your hands in the small of your Back Miss Covington" and do not move them."

Corwin then turned to Mr. Singee.

"Lift Miss Covington's skirts up until heat firm little derrière is exposed for her punishment."

Singee smiled to himself for he would get his own back on this willful young Mesabi who was no more than a servant herself. He lifted the helm of Kara's skirt up till her knickers where all that hid the firm perfection of her derrière from their view. It was then that Mr. Singee took his instructions a step further and quickly slipped the girl's knickers down until he had bared her naked derrière to her Master's view. Corwin's hand , as if it had a mind of its own lowered to the perfection of Kara's naked flesh.

You will receive 10 blows. For each blow that the Master gives you Miss Covington you will call the count and say That is one sir, Thank you sir May I have another.

There was a sensual malice to Mr. Singee's voice.

If you lose the count Miss Covington or fail to thank the Master and ask for another then We start with one again.

As Singee finished a sharp,

CRACK


The print of Corwin's hand was crimson on Kara's cream ivory skin of her firm little naked ass before a searing warmth spread through her supple flesh and a sharp sting caught her attention.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

"Come lay across my lap Miss Covington!"

She kept her eyes to the ground and her mouth shut, but inside she was yelling out, over your lap, really, over your lap like a child. Kara may have felt that way but she reacted like the servant she was suppose to be and laid across his lap. She didn’t dare look at him or show any signs of be disrespectful. She immediately put her hands behind her back as he told her to. She was getting the impression he rather was liking this, it was just something in his voice, but she kept silent.

Then she heard Mr. Corwin telling Mr. Singee to pull up her skirts and pull down her knickers down. OMG not only a spanking over his lap, but bare assed in front of both men. Lord please help me be able to take this without getting in any more trouble.

As soon as she felt the cool air on her bare bottom, she clenched her teeth and felt her entire body tensing. Especially when she was told what to say after each spank, which she found out it was going to be 10. She really had hoped he would go easy on her and maybe they spanks wouldn’t hurt too awfully bad.

CRACK

She bit her tongue as she felt the hard sting of his hand. Tears welled in her eyes just from the pain. She had to be strong, her family was counting on her. oh say the count, he’s waiting.

“That is one sir, Thank you sir May I have another.” her voice held a slight tremble in this and she prayed this would be over soon.

CRACK

“That is two sir, Thank you sir May I have another.”

This is so unfair, so much pain for such a little look at the man. I don’t understand this, it hurts so much, my ass burns already and I have eight to go. Damn I wish I could cover my ass with my hands.

CRACK

Her hands balled up into little fists but remained where she was told they had to stay. Although she wasn’t to the point of crying, tears did stream down her cheeks.

“That is three sir, Thank you sir May I have another.”

CRACK

It was taken everything she had to not jump off his lap and run for her life. The only thing she thought about was the punishment that would come with doing that and how embarrassed her family would be of her.

“That is four sir, Thank you sir May I have another.” her voice was trembling a lot, the tears easily spilling from her eyes and her ass was burning, making every part of her body burn.

CRACK

“That is five sir, Thank you sir May I have another.” she cried.

Her breathing was raspy, she even felt dizzy, she kept telling herself she wasn’t ever going to look at this man again. In fact, right now she hated this man who was spanking her and humiliating her. Thoughts like these helped her thru this.

She was biting her tongue making that hurt and her little fists were closed so tight her knuckles where turning white. She would get thru this, she told herself, she had to.

 

[cgraven]

Mr. Singee delighted in Kara’s humiliating mortification as he bared her firm little derrière to Their Master. This proud little western beauty in time would learn to serve. To serve men as all women were meant to. He was pleased that his Master Mr. Corwin did not rebuke him when he drew down the young beauty’s knickers. Each load;

CRACK


of the master’s hand upon that perfect pale flawless creamy skin delighted the Major Domo of Grey Friar’s Abbey.

“That is three sir, Thank you sir May I have another.

The girl’s soft blue eyes shimmered with tears , her cheeks stained by their tracks. Yet that is not what Edward James Corwin saw. He saw Kara’s pale ivory skin the most delightful shade of crimson as the girl cried in a trembling raspy voice

“That is five sir, Thank you sir May I have another.”

CRACK

Oh that firm little derrière was so warm to his touch and oh how it dance and jiggled so seductively as Kara whaled

“That is six sir, Thank you sir May I have another.”

Her Master’s hand rested on Kara’s now blazing ass. Corwin cupped the firm flesh of the girl’s right buttocks and quickly his hand fell with an ear splitting ,

CRACK

“That is seven sir, Thank you sir May I have another.”

The tips of his fingers danced over Kara’s blazing flesh to the cool silken surface of her left buttocks.

CRACK

Before the hapless beauty could whimper out her reply Corwin’s fingers dipped between Kara’s thighs to slide along her hot moist folds. Each pass pressing a little deeper between those hot wet lips as Kara gasped,

“That is eight sir, Thank you sir May I have another.”


“Are you a virgin Miss Covington.?”

Corwin’s voice was dark and husky, a living presence that could be felt as much as it was heard. He pressed the tip of his finger to the girl’s hooded clit and rolled Kara’s throbbing pearl of passion beneath its tip.

CRACK

His finger slid into the girl’s chaste young body as she squirmed on his lap sobbing and squirming under his sensual assault.

“ I asked you a question Miss Covington.”

CRACK

The helpless girl sobbed her answer as Mr. Singee cleared his throat.

Sabheeb The girl did not thank you ninth caress of your disciplining hand .

The Major Domo smiled down on Kara.

That is number one Miss! Now Thank the Master!

He paused a only a moment before adding.

This time remember the count.”

As Singee spoke Corwin idly ran his finger in and out of Kara’s tight little chaste pussy before desiring to see her firm blazing ass once more dance under the palm of his hand.

CRACK

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

“Are you a virgin Miss Covington.?”

Kara was suddenly confused with Corwin’s roving hand as well as appalled by him taking advantage of her so intimately. No one had ever touched her there, she had always been a good girl. What confused her the most was that as much as her bottom hurt, she was moist between her thighs and felt pleasure from something she knew was not supposed to be pleasurable. She gasped loudly and her hips seem to roll back and forth on their own when his finger found such a sensitive place on her body.

CRACK

“ I asked you a question Miss Covington.”

“Yes, yes, I’m a virgin…” she cried out, the cheeks of her ass feeling as if they were on fire. But the intimate assault of his finger pushing into her wet sex had her squirming all the more. Before she had time to say anything else, she felt him squeeze the burning flesh of her ass and his other hand came down again.

CRACK

As she sobbed she heard Mr. Singee and his words stung almost as bad as her red bottom.

Sabheeb The girl did not thank you ninth caress of your disciplining hand. That is number one Miss! Now Thank the Master! This time remember the count.”

Hatred for that man filled her every sense, yet she was also overwhelmed by the pain Corwin was dishing out along with confused by the pleasure she was sure she shouldn’t be feeling.

“You tricked me, Mr. Singee and didn’t give me time to answer!” she said angrily. Then quickly changing her tone,

“That is one sir, Thank you sir May I have another.” she sobbed, still squirming, feeling an overwhelming pleasure between her thighs. Something that seemed to bring her closer and closer to feeling more pleasure than pain.

CRACK

“That is two sir, Thank you sir May I have another.” she sobbed quickly.

Even though she sobbed from the pain, her mind was beginning to concentrate more and more on the masters fingers and how sensitive and enjoyable were making her. This was also humiliating in itself, to have the master know that he was making her so wet and her clit so swollen.

CRACK

“That is three sir, Thank you sir May I have another.” she said, her breathing becoming unsteady, her heart was pounding and something was going on with her sex that made her moan out while squirming and pushing herself more against his hand.

CRACK

“Ooohhhh!!!” she moaned, her body trembling , her body flushed almost as red as her ass. She shook, having had her first orgasm, but totally confused by it, wondering what was he doing to her body for it to react like that. Was that what he had wanted, was she in more trouble, oh what an amazing feeling that was.

“That is four sir, Thank you sir May I have another.” she quickly said, her voice trembling, now not sure she was asking for the spanking or his pleasing hands.

 

[cgraven]

“Yes, yes, I’m a virgin…”

Kara sobbed as her cheeks were kissed with a scarlet blush to match the hot crimson prints of his hand on her firm little ass. A virgin a chaste young beauty , the thought leaped to Corwin’s mind unbidden as the golden little beauty squirmed so seductively on his lap, Kara's dainty little hands still clasped high in the small of her back. Though the Master of Grey Friars Abbey may not have notice the fact Mr. Singee did and wondered weather it was the girl’s desperate need for her position as a maid at Grey Friars or a deeper need one perhaps she herself did not fully recognize as of yet, the need to submit. Singee decided to push the girl,

Sahib The girl did not thank you for ninth caress of your disciplining hand. That is number one Miss! Now Thank the Master! This time remember the count.”

CRACK

“You tricked me, Mr. Singee and didn’t give me time to answer!”

The stern look from the Major Domo and the fire that her Master’s hand had ignited not only in her firm little ass but in her chaste little pussy as well, had the young beauty very, very confused.

“That is one sir, Thank you sir May I have another.”

Kara sobbed, still squirming on Corwin’s lap her bare bottom now scarlet and the intoxicating musky fragrance of her unwanted arousal filling both men’s nostrils and inflaming Corwin's passions passion not met for many years by his ailing wife

CRACK, CRACK, CRACK,

Corwin’s hand came down again and again and his knowing fingers seductively caressed the innocent young girl’s virginal folds and massaged her throbbing clit between each blow of his hand. Kara sobbed and panted her mantra, calling the count and gasping;

“…….Thank you sir May I have another.”

Yet when the count had risen to four the hapless lithe virgin moaned,

“Ooohhhh!!!”

As Kara was seized by her first orgasm, Singee watched the young virgin as she bucked and thrashed on the Master’s lap as the intensity of the pain of her humiliating spanking mingled with the carnal pleasures that now flowed through every fiber of her gorgeous young body.

“That is four sir, Thank you sir May I have another.”

The girl’s reply came very quickly. There was a husky quality now to Kara’s soft trembling angelic voice as pleasure and pain became inseparable. The count climbed to six and again Kara’s supple young body was wracked by a violent orgasm. She could hardly gasp out what was required of her. By the time the count reached eight Corwin had two fingers in the young virgin and the heel of his hand pressed to her now engorged and throbbing clit.

Mr. Singee smiled to himself as the little golden haired western beauty was swept away in a tidal wave of cascading orgasm each one building on the one before it until the pleasure was like molten fire flowing through her consuming her body and soul. The Major Domo black heart rejoiced as both the girl and the Master of Grey Friars Abbey seem to have lost count as they were caught up in the carnal ecstasy of Kara’s spanking, but Singee didn’t, in all the Master’s hand had laid on twenty two strokes to Kara’s now blazing little derrière when he stopped one hand resting on Kara’s scalding ass the other’s fingers stroking her aroused pussy.

Yes Singee thought to himself this proud beauty would learn to serve. Serve not only the Master of Grey Friars Abbey but Singee as well.

The room now silent except for the labored breathing of Kara and her Master Mr. Corwin.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Kara was completely overwhelmed both emotionally and physically. Her body was doing things she never even thought possible and it was during an extremely painful and humiliating time. How was that possible, she thought to herself.

After her second orgasm, her body never stopped cumming it seemed, just as the spanking’s never stopped. All the while she knew Mr. Singee was watching this and she guessed was enjoying it too. She had even tried will her body to stop this, but with Mr. Corwin’s hand touching her so intimately, she couldn’t hold back the pleasure the wracked thru her body. He had her thinking how wrong this was and what sort of man did this to a woman, especially a young virgin. Yet even that didn’t prevent her body to reacting to his assault on her body

By the time the spankings stopped, she was drained and exhausted.
Beads of sweat dripped from her forehead while her body was coated in a thin layer of sweat. Her breathing was heavy, gasping to catch each new breath with her chest rising and lowering as it took in the much needed air. Her dark red bottom felt like a branding iron had been placed on it and her little hands were still tightly closed, her nails digging into the palms of her hand.

But she lay there, not moving a muscle, with her hands still high up on her back and her eyes looking down at the floor. She didn’t move for fear it would start again, but also because she wasn’t even sure if her legs could hold her up right now. Kara didn’t say a word, still trying to catch her breath and not wanting to break any of Mr. Corwin’s rules. All she could do was lay there, naked ass to be admired and totally vulnerable to this man that was Master of this house and obviously to her.

 

[cgraven]

Edward James Corwin loved the feel of the heat that now radiated from this little virgin maid’s tight little ass. The Master of Grey Friars Abbey breathing was labored, from the excursion of disciplining the naughty little golden beauty. His eyes were drawn to her tight heart shaped ass and the way the deep scarlet of her punishment was in sharp contrast to the pale creamy ivory silkiness of Kara’s inner tight. He loved the feel of that scarlet blazing ass under his hand that no idly caressed her burning flesh.

Singee smiled to himself as he watched the master sensual caress of the girl’s punished ass. The dark pleasure he took from the little western beauty’s chastisement only grew as the Master’s fingers slowly slipped in and out of Kara’s little virgin golden pussy in a seductively parody of a cock fucking her chaste young body. Singee knew that Miss Kara Covington was born to submit, to be dominated by strong men. Singee was not the only one to notice that Kara had kept her hands passively clinched in the small of her back just as she had been commanded to. That she had submitted to her punishment, despite the fact that she had made it quite clear that she saw herself as innocent. Or that she continued to lay across The Master’s lap not daring to move without his permission.

“Miss Covington I trust you have learned your lesson.”

Corwin’s voice was a husky passion chocked whisper, for Kara was not the only one who had been sexually aroused by her spanking. His manhood was fully erect straining against his trousers and pressing to the young virgin’s belly. Mr. Singee new quite well how long it had been sense the Master of Grey Friars had taken time to meet his sexual needs. Knew how he kept his few sexual affairs very business like and very impersonal given the very intimate nature of the act.

Miss Covington slid from your Master’s lap an kneel before and ask his forgiveness.


It was Mr. Singee that Kara her instructions as if to emphasis his authority over her. When Corwin saw her hesitate he once more chastised the young beauty.

“You did learn your lesson Miss Covington to do as you were told!”

It was not so much a question but a statement of fact, a fact that she must quickly learn if she was to remain at Grey Friars Abbey.

Kneel Miss Covington came the heavily accented command of Singee.”

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

As Kara’s breathing relaxed, she still had not moved, although she now felt something strangely poking against her belly. She could not imagine what that was but she knew better than to ask or say anything. She wondered if Mr. Corwin had just taken a break and more was to come. Just how long was she going to have to be there she didn’t know.

“Miss Covington I trust you have learned your lesson.”

“Yes, sir…” she replied, but coming out more like that of a whisper.

Then Mr. Singee instructed her to get off Mr. Corwin’s lap, kneel and apologize. Kara didn’t move at first, mostly because she felt so weak that she wasn’t sure her legs or knees would hold her up. Apparently not moving quickly enough for the liking of Mr. Corwin again she was rebuked.

“You did learn your lesson Miss Covington to do as you were told!”

“Yes sir, I did learn that lesson.” she said, this time louder and she turned her head slightly just glancing at Mr. Singee, her angry eyes didn’t tell half of what she would like to say or do to him.

“Kneel Miss Covington came the heavily accented command of Singee.”

Kara slid off Mr. Corwin’s lap, pushing down her dress as she knelt before him. The pain worsened as the material rubbed against her reddened ass. Pain or not, she did her best not to show it and she kept her eyes to the ground.

“I’m very sorry sir for being disobedient. It will not happen again.” she said sincerely, yet her thoughts were still very confused about the entire situation that just happened.

 

[cgraven]

Mr. Singee saw the hatred in Kara’s dark blue eyes. Eyes that had once been soft blue now had taken on a darker hue with a shade of violate inspired by her sexual arousal. The girl demurely lowered her bold eyes as she obediently slid from her Master’s lap, to knelt before him to humbly offer her apology. Yet it was not the golden beauty’s dutiful submission that fired Singee’s lust but those bold eyes and her firry spirit even as she softly whispered.

“I’m very sorry sir for being disobedient. It will not happen again.”

Singee saw that the Master of Grey Friars Abbey was about to dismiss Kara when he suddenly spoke,

Look what you have done girl!

He was pointing at the Master’s trousers and the large wet5 spot where her sexual arousal and soaked into the grey wool.

Sir if you stand I shall have the girl remove your trousers an and then take car of them.

Singee’s voice was very stern but the look he gave to the Master was one that encouraged Corwin to see just what his major Domo had in mind. Corwin placed his booted foot on the kneeling girl’s thigh.

What are you waiting for girl remove the Master’s boot.

Singee knew that Kara would be forced to remove both of Corwin’s boots from this submissive position. He wondered what the little virgin would do when she saw the Master’s cock straining at his undergarments. And for his par, if the truth be told, the Master of Grey Friars Abbey was now eager to see just how far the little beauty would go to keep her position.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Look what you have done girl!

Kara eyes grew wide, her cheeks blushed almost the color of her sore bottom. Oh how could she have done that to his pants, how humiliating not only to soak the master’s pants but to have it pointed out by that man…Singee Oh how she was starting to hate him more intensely than anyone ever. But still, there it was a big wet spot on the masters pants, made by her. Could she have possibly wet herself with the spankings…damn damn damn that Singee.

She dare not look up at Mr. Corwin, but she looked at Singee with bullets in her eyes for this man. Then she felt the Mr. Corwin’s boot upon her thigh, a large heavy black boot.

What are you waiting for girl remove the Master’s boot.

She was looking at the boot and then gave Singee a strange look, why the hell don’t you do it, you’re his personal servant not me, were her thoughts along with why is it that you give the orders Singee, can’t your master speak for himself. More thoughts that went unheard but had sparked her anger once again as she took the boot with both hands and gave it a hard yank, then another until she finally got it off. She almost fell over when it came off and she was extremely glad it didn’t as she would have winded up sitting on her red ass and probably screaming out with pain.

When Corwin put the other boot up, she yanked that one as well, not being all that gentle as the boot fit very tightly. Finally she did get it off and Corwin stood up. “OMG, he seriously wants me to take off his trousers. She wanted to scream at both men, tell them exactly what she thought of them. But mostly she thought of her parents and how badly they needed the money she was making and to shame them would be worse that what she was going thru now. This and many other thoughts rambled thru her mind and as she heard Singee clear his throat, she knew he was ready to yell at her again so she raised her trembling hands to Corwin’s waist. That’s when she noticed the bulge coming from the front of his pants. What does he have in there, maybe a gun to shoot her, it’s so big, she thought.

Before Singee said anything she unbuckled the black leather belt around Corwin’s waist, then slowly unzipped his pants. Her hands were trembling and fear swept her eyes as she had to pull his pants down over this thing he was carrying inside them. Slowly she pulled them down and over the bulge that had been pushing at his pants. She stopped with his pants down to his thighs, mesmerized by what was now pushing at his undergarment as if trying to get out. She realized now that it was part of him and gasped softly. OMG he has something growing on him, what was wrong with him. She couldn’t help but stare, now realizing this was what had been pushing at her belly, yet she hadn’t felt it there at first. Without any more hesitation, she slipped the pants down to his ankles where he could lift one foot out of them, then the other. She immediately tossed them to Singee, surprising him which left her smiling on the inside.

Again she was kneeling with her eyes to the floor, mostly so she didn’t have to look at the monstrosity that was staring her in the face.

 

[cgraven]

Oh the look in those deep blue eyes, the fire in them, that wild untamed spirit that he saw in their clear innocently open depths only fired Singee’s lust to bend this wild spirited western beauty to his will. His passions were further enflamed as she silently submitted to his command to remove the Master’s boots. Kara’s struggles to remove Corwin’s boots forced her firm young breasts to strain against the confines of her bodice in a most seductive way. He watched as the Master of Grey Friars Abbey hand softly dropped to the girl’s golden head to free her tawny golden hair from the tight bun that held it ridgely in place. Watched as Kara’s hair cascaded down around her shoulders in a tawny golden shower.

“Your hair is very soft Miss Covington.”

Corwin’s voice had a very far away dreamy quality to it, barely a whisper, as his fingers ran through the kneeling beauty’s hair. He let Kara’s golden hair drip from his finger tips as if it was liquid gold.

Was she leaning into his caressing hand? Singee wondered as the silence in the room became almost oppressive. His master and the kneeling girl seemed to be lost in their own private world. The little virgin’s passion shimmering eyes drawn to the tented bulge that Corwin’s erect cock caused in his under garments,

Miss Covington you need to help your Master!

Singee’s voice came to the young virgin softly, its deep dark seductive tones far from the sharp note of the commands he had given her up to know. There was richness to the Major Domo’s voice that seemed now to caress the young kneeling girl

Remove the Master’s undergarment Miss Covington.

There was a soft shuttering gasp from the Master of Grey Friars his fingers curling a little tighter into Kara’s soft silken hair as she hesitated.

You did tell the Master you had learned your lesson Miss Covington………to…. Do…. as you……. are told

There was more a note of disappointment, rather then rebuke in Mr. Singee’s voice as he softly emphasized and reinforced the very words Corwin had rebuked Kara with only moments before. Slowly seductively Singee’s voice took on an almost hypnotic quality, caressing Kara’s senses. It was like a soft sensual mist, which slowly formed into wispy fingers that curled around her will. Slowly seductively Singee instructed the young virgin maid to take her Master’s iron cored cock into her delicate little hands, to squeeze it, to slowly caress it.

Mr. Singee smiled as the Master moaned in pleasure and softly gasped ,

“Oh Yes My golden beauty Yes, Yes ,Yes!”

See how you please your Master, and relive the him Miss Covington.”

Singee haunting hypnotic voice slowly instructed the innocent young virgin on how to please a man with her delicate little hands. He praised her innocent little efforts as he waited for the inevitable end to her lesson in carnal pleasure.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Kara was totally shocked by the turn of events when Mr. Corwin let her hair down and ran his fingers so softly thru it.

“Your hair is very soft Miss Covington.”

Should she thank him, or would that bring another spanking… was this the same man that had beat me and now strokes my hair as if he were a parent or possible lover…She was confused by his actions along with his touch, actually enjoying it for the moment, not thinking about the man. Although she was still boldly staring at the bulge in his undergarment, mesmerized even more by it. She could have sworn she saw it move.

Miss Covington you need to help your Master!

Help him how, I’ve already taken off what was asked of me, it’s not like the man is crippled and can’t do anything for himself. She had no idea what help Singee was referring too.

Remove the Master’s undergarment Miss Covington.

Kara turned quickly and looked directly at Singee, you’re kidding right? That’s not my job, I don’t want to see what’s under those undergarments. Even though the words never left her mouth, her eyes spoke volumes in how she felt about this.

You did tell the Master you had learned your lesson Miss Covington………to…. Do…. as you……. are told

Kara was now more confused than ever, Singee’s voice was so different, almost soothing, no more yelling or demanding. Almost like the voice of a songbird that whispered in ones ear. She found herself pulling off Mr. Corwin’s undergarment, laying it gently on the ground. And she looked at what Singee called Mr. Corwin’s iron cock. Her mind was trying to fight what he was telling her to do and wondered why Mr. Corwin wasn’t saying anything.

She turned back to the stiff organ that was just a bit lower than her face and curled her little fingers around it, just as Singee directed her to do. She gently squeezed the thick and large cock, practically jumping away when she first saw it twitching. But then she wrapped her fingers around again and began caressing it, stroking it up and down, feeling the hardness reacting in her hand. She could see the glistening top and rubbed her thumb across it to feel what the wetness was.

Mr. Corwin gasped and moaned…“Oh Yes My golden beauty Yes, Yes ,Yes!”

While Singee eagerly urged her on with his soft almost whispered words and praise at how well she was pleasing the Master.

Kara continued to caress Corwin’s heavy tool, moving her hand up and down a bit faster as Singee told her. She circled her thumb around the top and the ridges below, making the master groan loudly. All this Kara could see was pleasing both to Singee and Corwin. She felt relief that she wasn’t being punished but she also felt something she didn’t quite understand as she watched the organ and it’s reactions to her hand. She squeezed more and soon was moving her hand up and down his hard cock rapidly, Corwin moaning and gasping more and more.

Suddenly a thick creamy substance shot out from the tip of his cock, hitting her on the neck. Her eyes grew wide and continued stroking him and another jolt of the substance hit her chest. She could feel it’s warmth on her neck and her chest. She continued this while over and over he spilled his creamy substance all over her covered chest and neck until finally he was through shooting the substance. She looked over at Singee who praised her of what she had done and told her she could take her hand down. She felt extremely wet, but warm and with an even warmer feeling in her belly she did not quite understand.

 

[cgraven]

Both men watched in festenation as the innocent little golden virgin tentatively took her Master’s cock into her dainty little hands. Her sweet blue eyes were wide, held captive by the vision of Corwin’s cock as it swelled and danced to her loving caress and the softly cooed instruction of Mr. Singee. The Major Domo smiled as Kara became bolder caressing it, stroking it up and down, and its hardness reacting to her delicate hand. Singee smiled wickedly as Kara rubbed her thumb across glistening velvet crown. The gorgeous little beauty continued to caress Corwin’s heavy tool, moving her hand up and down a bit faster as Singee told her. She circled her thumb around the top and the ridges below, making the master groan loudly. All this Kara could see was pleasing both to Singee and Corwin.

Singee could see both relief and pride in the clear shimmering depth of the girl’s innocent dark blue eyes as well as her own growing arousal. Oh how eager she was to please the Master her little hand moving up and down his hard cock rapidly. Singee watched as the first gush of her Master’s long denied lust splashed against the girl’s slender neck, clinging to her pale creamy ivory skin like liquid pearls. He was mildly surprise as the little virgin continued to work her hand up and down Corwin’s cock as gush after gush splattered across her breasts and neck until her prim and proper little black uniform dress was covered in her Master’s cum. She turned her deep dark blue eyes to Singee as she seemed to bask in the praise that he showered on her, it seemed she had pleased the demanding Major Domo of Grey Friars Abbey.

You may take your hand down now Miss Covington.

Singee’s soft hypnotic voice cooed. He placed his dark bronze hand on the girl’s shoulder.

You may rise now and go to your room. I shall see you shortly.

“Thank you Miss Covington .”

Was all that the Master of Grey Friars Abbey said to the sweet little virgin who had just given him a hand job. He turned to his Major Domo.

“ A moment Singee.”

They waited till Kara had left the room her foot steps fading as she went to her room.

Kara had hardly reached her room under the eves of Grey Friars abbey when she her bedroom door creek and Mr. Singee stood framed in the door way.

You have pleased the Master Miss Covington and he has decided to give you a raise and new duties.

Singee carefully watched the young beauty as he told her of her good fortune. Then in that soft deep voice that seemed to command Kara’s attention so softly Singee continued.

You are to be the Master’s personal maid and as such you could not appear before him in a soiled uniform now could you Miss Covington.

Singee waited for the gorgeous young beauty’s answer before continuing in a most reasonable tone of voice.

Remove your uniform now Miss Covington.

Mr. Singee made no move to leave the room or to turn his back as if was the most reasonable thing to ask her to strip away her clothing while he watch.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Singee’s words were short, yet sweet in his dismissal of her, telling her to go to her room. Kara was free to stand and as she did, rubbed her knees for a brief moment. She then found her still wet panties and put them in her pocket, always keeping her eyes to the floor.

“Thank you Miss Covington .”

Thank you, that’s all he said, no good night no mention of something that might help the pain in her ass, besides Singee of course. He was her major pain and she recalled the looks he gave her as she took each crack of Mr. Corwin’s hand. He loved every bit of pain she felt and obviously so did Mr. Corwin. Hell, apparently she must have enjoyed it too or her body wouldn’t have reacted the way it did. But what was so frustrating was that everything came from Singee, yet it was Corwin who had been gentle after the spanking and who was now thanking her, for what she really wasn’t sure.

Kara had practically reached her room when the door creaked and there stood Singee.

You have pleased the Master Miss Covington and he has decided to give you a raise and new duties.

“Really? You have no idea how much that would help my family.” she said a bit too quickly, then remembered it was Mr. Corwin whose eyes she couldn’t look directly at, so she continued to stare at Singee.

You are to be the Master’s personal maid and as such you could not appear before him in a soiled uniform now could you Miss Covington.

“I suppose not…what exactly does HIS personal maid have to do?”

Singee ignored her question, his tone of voice still soft and no threatening.

Remove your uniform now Miss Covington.

Kara didn’t move but she was sure her heart was pounding loud enough for Singee to hear. Remove her uniform, right in front of him, oh no, that’s’ not what she was going to do.

“Mr. Singee with all due respect, you could please turn around or leave the room so that I may undress and cover myself with something else. I will not remove all my clothes with you here watching me.”

She stared boldly at Singee, her stomach in knots just thinking of what he might do if she had made him mad. But surely he couldn’t really expect her to comply with such a demand.

 

[cgraven]

“Mr. Singee with all due respect, you could please turn around or leave the room so that I may undress and cover myself with something else. I will not remove all my clothes with you here watching me.”

There was fire in those stunning blue eyes. They shimmered with and icy blue sapphire fire that Mr. Singee found so erotically exciting and that fire that made him more determined than ever to bend this proud golden western beauty to his will. His bark brown eyes met Kara’s bold firry eyes with a steady unreadable gaze. A gaze that was every bit as compelling as his dark soft sensual voice had been when he had instructed her in how to please the Master. When he spoke it was not a harsh demand for the spirited young beauty to obey, for Kara had unwittingly given a most powerful weapon. With her simple joyous out burst,

“Really? You have no idea how much that would help my family.”

Those simple joyous words that had so happily bubbled from Kara’s moist ripe lips told Singee that she had others depending on her and the wages she was earning at Grey Friars Abbey.

“That is truly a shame Miss Covington for I shall have to inform the Master that you have refused to obey once more and I fear this time his anger will result in your dismissal instead of your promotion in raise.”

Singee voice had been soft almost apologetic as he spoke. There was sadness in his eyes as he continued.

“You know the Master is very strict about the rules of the Abbey Miss Covington, and we each have our place.”

Slowly, and very subtly Singee’s dark soft voice once more took on that sweet warm dark quality that had wrapped around Kara’s senses when he instructed her on how to please the Master with her delicate hand.

“We each have our place here. Mrs. O’Neal manages the kitchens and the kitchens maids as you well know and her word is law. I am responsible for all that come into contact with the Master and all that goes on above stairs. When I speak, it is at the Master’s will.”

Singee paused again letting his voice and words slowly wrap around the girl’s senses.

“I am sure your family will support your chaste modesty Miss Covington when you return to them.”

Singee did not move from the door way nor did he turn his back to give the young beauty the privacy she apparently so desperately needed. Those dark unblinking eyes softly but firmly met Kara’s firry gaze as he simply said.

“Remove your uniform now Miss Covington.”

Singee had made it quite clear that she either obey his command or she would be dismissed from service and sent back home.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Kara could see the sadness and disappointment in Singee’s eyes, but hers remained bold and unblinking as he explained everyone’s role. Of course, that included her role in having to listen to him, since he said those orders were from the Master, or at least that’s what she assumed he was saying.
When he mentioned her having to be punished again, this time by being sent back home, she lowered her eyes, drawing several slow breaths as if trying to calm herself.

He didn’t move from the doorway, nor did he turn around and there was an unsettling moment of silence in the room before his voice, calm as before spoke again.

“Remove your uniform now Miss Covington.”

She took one long deep breath, knowing she was going to have to give in to this man, if for no other reason that to save her job. It made her angry with her parents for having put her in this position. Then she wondered what they would say if she told them. But that would only leave them without the money they so desperately needed. Damn, she thought to herself, she should never have let that information out. She would watch her tongue in front of all of them around here from now on.

She reached back and untied the apron and pulled it away. She kept her head down, not wanting to see the look in Singee’s eyes as he got to watch her undress. She then reached behind and unzipped the back of her uniform, slowly she pulled on arm from the sleeve, exposing her ivory white flesh, then the other arm and pulled the top off, although she was still covered by her chemise, although that was just as wet on the top as her uniform.

She slowly pulled let the dress fall, pooling around her ankles before stepping out of it and pushing it over towards Singee.

“Do you have another uniform I can wear?” she asked, almost whispered.

 

[cgraven]

Singee savored the moment of hesitation as the young golden beauty seemed to be trying to make up her mind as to what she would do. Then slowly Kara took a steadying breath her soft blue eyes demurely down cast as her delicate fingers went to the fastenings of her uniform. Though Singee’s dark brown face remained placid, unreadable as Kara slip her arms from the soiled dress’s sleeves letting it drape down around her trim little waist. He was delighted too see that the girl’s thin little chemise was soaked as well and was almost transparent giving him a most delightful view of her firm young breasts.

Kara seemed unawares of just how revealing her chemise had become as she wiggled her hips seductively as she pushed the dress down over the swell of her hips to cascade down her long shapely legs to pool around her dainty ankles. Singee saw her soaked knickers lying on the cot that served as Kara’s bed. Knew that all that hid her naked charms from his was that thin little chemise that hung only to the girl’s mid thighs.

“Miss Covington I am afraid your chemise is also soiled. You will remove it now please.”

Again Mr. Singee’s voice was darkly soft and compelling as if what he demanded of her was the most natural of things and so very reasonable. If Kara cared to look she would have seen though Singee’s face was placid and unreadable she was having the same effect on the Major Domo as she had, had on the Master of the house for like the Master Mr. Singee’s cock was straining to be free and to feel the loving attentions of the ravishing little blond that now stood before him in nothing but her chemise.

Ravishing little blond . The thought tugged at the corners of his mind oh how he would ravish her bend her to his will for Singee had determined that Miss Kara Covington would never escape him or Grey Friars Abbey until her youth and beauty had both faded.

“Miss Covington your chemise!”

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

“Miss Covington I am afraid your chemise is also soiled. You will remove it now please.”

Kara looked down at her chemise and saw how revealing it was, instinctively covering herself with her hands. How dare this man demand that from her without privacy. Surely if I refused my parents would know why and willing to forgive me, especially if I were to find another position somewhere else.

She know glanced up at Singee, her eyes almost pleading with him for privacy and not to make her do this in front of him. That’s when she noticed the same bulge in his pants as Corwin had in his. She immediately looked down and felt a sick feeling in her belly. Oh please please don’t make me have to touch him or him touch me, I think I would have to go home immediately….No Kara….you will stay…it is the only way your parents can survive. Who knows what Mr. Corwin would do to them if she were to leave because of this. Maybe her parents even knew these things went on and just had assumed she would do as she was told…no matter what….

“Miss Covington your chemise!”

Her eyes lowered once again, not wanting to look at him at all. Deliberately slow, she began pulling off her chemise. The cool air hit er breasts the instant they were uncovered and her small nipples instantly hardened. She hesitated before sliding the chemise over her hips and down to pool around her hips. She suddenly felt a cold chill and a shiver wash thru her body putting little goose bumps on her as she kicked the chemise towards Singee, showing a bit of anger. She also instantly tried to do her best to cover herself, using her arm across her ivory breasts and one hand covering the soft hair of her private area.

“I’m freezing, I need something to cover up with.” she said, her anger coming thru and with that grabbed the top blanket of her little bed, using that to cover herself.

 

[cgraven]

Mr. Singee knew that this proud little beauty was caught on the horns of a dilemma facing, the devil’s own choice. Either she shallows her pride and do as she had been instructed, or piously refuse to do as she had been instructed and loose her position at the Abbey. If she chose the former her chastity might be in danger if she chose the latter Kara would have the comfort of her pious self-righteousness and her parents would soon be destitute and on the streets or worst yet in debtors’ prison until they could pay off their debts. In the end Miss Kara Covington had no real choice at all.

Singee watched as once more this proud golden beauty once more obeyed the outrageous demands that had been placed upon her. Slowly obeying, was becoming a matter of habit for the gorgeous young beauty. Each little surrender making the next one all that much easier as more and more was demanded of her.

Singee’s dark heart rejoiced as Kara deliberately, slowly, began pulling off her chemise. He idly wondered if this proud young beauty knew how seductively arousing her slow little striptease was. When the stunning young beauty’s firm young breasts were uncovered and her small rosebud nipples instantly hardened, to crown her dusky pink areolas. Kara hesitated taking a long steadying breath before her trembling fingers slid the chemise, her last over her hips to join the rest of her uniform pooled around her ankles. Oh how adorable she looked her slender arms trying to hide the firm perfection of her breasts, her dainty hand desperately trying to cover the sparse tawny golden fleece of her virgin treasure. A deep crimson blush kissed the young innocent from the tip of her little button nose to the tips of her toes turning her pale ivory skin the most delightful shade of pink, her silken dimpled by little goose bumps as she gasped,

“I’m freezing, I need something to cover up with.”

There was no mistaking the sharp note in her soft angelic voice or the anger that shown seductively in the depths of the girl’s dark blue eyes, now with the most sensual violet hue to them. Kara grabbed the thin little blanket from her bed in a desperate attempt to regain some snippet of modesty.

During the entirety of her latest ordeal Kara had for the most part kept her eyes demurely down cast once she had made her decision. Singee closed the distance between them in the blink of an eye and lifted Kara’s chin with but a single finger. Those dark brown fathomless eyes once more held her firry blue eyes captive,

“You are quite correct this room is very cold Miss Covington……….”

His lips were just a breathe away from hers, his warm moist breathe washed across their moist ripeness.

“ Come we will go to my rooms Miss Covington so you can be measured for your new uniform.”

Singee’s eyes held Kara’s for a moment longer then slowly he turned as he left her room. He did not turn to see if Kara followed or not. He stopped half way the servant’s corridor,

“Miss Covington!”

Singee led the way through the maze of corridors and back stairs that the gentry never saw. He led Kara from the chilled kitchen servant’s area up to the warm and comfortable room that was reserved for those that served above stairs, who personally served the Master of the house. Mr. Singee’s rooms befit his station as Major Domo of Grey Friars Abbey. In the sitting room a fire blazed on the hearth, no little stove for Mr. Singee. There was a door ajar that led to his bed chamber, and both rooms were furnished in the strange sensually seductive manner of his own country. He took a tape measure from a side table and slowly let it unroll.

“The blanket Miss Covington. I can not take accurate measurements with you bundled up so and as you can see the room is quite warm Miss.”

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Kara was quite relieved that Singee let her keep the blanket on, covering her body, although the room was quite chilly. Her relief didn’t last long as he announced they would go to his rooms.

His rooms…HIS rooms…breath Kara breath…just measurements needed…a maid to take them, sure that’s all that it would be. Surely he had to realize how exhausted, drained and sore she was, just measurements and she would be allowed back to her room…yes…she kept telling herself as she slowly followed her out of the room.

She found herself trying to keep up with Singee as her feet fumbled, getting tangled in the blanket. Even her attempts to hold it up would make it fall down on top. At one point, he even had to stop and wait for her to catch up. She was actually glad he did because she had no idea where she was in the mansion. It almost looked like he was taking her to some dungeon, until they finally passed some other rooms that were indeed nicer than her own quarters. Kara tried to remember the way she came, just in case he sent her back to her room, well in case I need to run, with Singee there was no telling, but I do have to admit, he is being a lot more reasonable and sounding nicer.

Kara was instantly warmed by the fire in the room and moved closer to it. Unknowingly how the light cast a soft glow against the thin material of the blanket, making it practically see thru. She didn’t see any maid around but she did watch as Singee took out the measuring tape and let it unwind.

“The blanket Miss Covington. I can not take accurate measurements with you bundled up so and as you can see the room is quite warm Miss.”

I should have known not to trust him, he’s still going to see me naked and probably have to touch me…I can’t do this…I just can’t…she was thinking to herself when it was her mothers voice she heard, be still child and do as your told, those measurements are for you’re uniform. It’s the only way to get the perfect measurements. She then remembered this was exactly how her mother measured her when she made her a new chemise or new dress, but that was so long ago.

She looked up at Singee who was now staring at her, a bit impatient she thought and finally she let go of the blanket. It fell not far from her and she stood naked in the firelight casting an elegant shadow on the wall. She blushed a dark pink, giving him what he wanted. But it was the fire in her eyes that told him exactly how she felt and he couldn’t take that away from her. She stood still with her hands at her side, her little hands balled up in fists, her teeth clenched tight, all this waiting to see how much more humiliation he was going to give her. It never dawned on her the kind of dark thoughts the man with the strange decorations could have going thru his mind.