Master and Maid

[Vikingstone]

Squealing loudly, the pretty young woman grunted out the words in short bursts punctuated by Eustace's violent thrusts into her tortured rectum, "I...I...I'm your personal whore Master...UH...UH...Eustace!"

"LOUDER, servile pig, or your punishment shall leave you trembling for a month!" Eustace bellowed without beaking the pounding rhythym of his anal penetrations.

"I AM YOUR WHORE, MASTER!" the girl screamed, pushing her arse back onto Eustace's long thickness.

"Aaah, that's lovely to hear, my sweet Martha...and all of you reserved little servant girls are dirty whores in reality aren't you, BITCH!" Eustace snarled venomously, stepping up the pace in which he violated the girls asshole and bringing his hand down wickedly upon her already purpled buttocks.

"You know we are Master, especially me, MARTHA!" the last word she uttered with a pronounced and pornographic groan.

The dialogue and vigorous anal stuffing continued until Eustace allowed himself to spend deep in the girls bowels 10 or so minutes later. Smoking a cigarette on the bed next to his recovering "Martha" Eustace glanced and then stared at his wilting penis. Rolling to his knees effortlessly he unceremoniously spread the girls bottom widely.

"Mon dieu, no, please Monsiuer Eustace, I cannot take another round tonight, please, please 'ave mercy!" The girl groaned piteously.

"Why Chloe, you're not bleeding?" Eustace's amazement obvious in his voice.

"Am I not?" the young prostitute said with equal surprise. "Well, as I said the last time, if you send word of your arrival, I am able to uh, well, prepare. And as you can see it works out very well for us both. There is no blood and no, um, poo-poo. Very nice, oui?

Eustace smiled warmly at the 18 year old girl, so fresh off the boat from Paris, "No poo-poo? Oui, OUI!"

Chloe giggled at his gentle mocking of her thick accent and though he had just committed a simulated anal rape upon her young body, she rose to his outstretched arms and hugged him warmly before he stood to dress. Chloe genuinely liked Eustace. He was a nice man in his own way. And one of her favorite ways was his custom of leaving a tip 20 to 30 times larger than all of her other 'clients'. But she did worry about this "Martha", whomever she was.

"And by the by, my dove, your english accent has improved exponentially since our last soiree!" Eustace said enthusiastically.

Frowning for a moment the girl queried, "And that is good, this ex-po-nanch-ly?"

"Far better than good, dearest Chloe," Eustace whispered as he gently kissed the girls smooth cheek and placed 10 gold sovereigns in her hand. Chloe's eyes popped wide.

"No, NO, Monsieur Eustace, eet eez too much, Madame will be angry!" the quiver in Chloe's voice betrayed the rather "firm" handling of Madame DuBois.

"Silly girl, do you think Madame will have any problem with how I treat all of you ladies, with the amount of money I spend here on a weekly basis? You have nothing to fear and if there is a problem, you bring it to me." these last words Eustace spoke with an intensity that frightened Chloe. "Au revior, my pet"

Madame Du bois offered him a drink as he descended the stairs but after kissing her hand he moved out into the cool and terribly smoky night air.

"A W-S at the club before calling it an evening, I believe Edward," he said jauntily to his driver before hopping into his carriage. "Perhaps the snooker tables are hot tonight."

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

"How about we make an announcement at dinner tonight, we can spend the rest of the day together, walking through the gardens, and stuff."

Martha smiled happily, still amazing to think this was actually happening, her smile growing after he'd kissed her again. She liked it when they kissed, it made her all warm and tingly inside.
"As you wish, si-" She bit her lip as his title almost left her lips, she flushed a little in embarassment. "I...I mean, Robert...it will take a little getting used to I think, I've been calling you 'sir' and 'master' for as long as I can remember..." She paused, looking into his face and relieved to see no anger there, almost mild amusement. "And walking in the gardens sounds lovely...only, I have my chores to do first...there'll be the cleaning up after luncheon and then it's baking day and cook needs me to help make the dough...then of course there'll be a little laundry..." Martha ran off the list on her fingers carefully and slowly, her expression serious. Serious until she looked at his face and saw him grinning at her. "What...? What is it? Have I forgotten one of my chores...?"

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

Robert smiled at her with a chuckle. "You no longer need to do that anymore Martha. Now that your engaged to me, you will have your own servants. You only have to do it, if you want to finish the day off, but no one will be forcing you to be a maid or servant anymore."

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

"You no longer need to do that anymore Martha. Now that your engaged to me, you will have your own servants. You only have to do it, if you want to finish the day off, but no one will be forcing you to be a maid or servant anymore."

Martha laughed back, flushing a little with embarassment. "|Well, in that case, I would very much like to walk with you in the gardens now...please..." She added almost shyly, before leaning forwards and kissing his cheek softly, her lips brushing the very edge of his mouth as she did so.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

Robert smiled and got up, offering her his hand and started out the door. He never let go of her hand and smiled as they started walking in the garden. "This is a beautiful place, the land and everything." He smiled at her and kissed the back of her hand, smiling and whistling a tune.

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

"This is a beautiful place, the land and everything."

Martha felt herself blushing as he kissed her hand, smiling so lovingly at her.

"I've always felt lucky to be living here..." She agreed, smiling and turning her face up towards the sky, taking a deep breath of the sweet, flower scented air. She felt as though she may very well explode she was so full of emotions and excitement. "I have a confession to make...do you remember the time we were playing out here one summer and you and I were climbing trees...you terrified your mother would see you and me terrified that Cook would catch me..." She giggled. "And then I fell...? All I did was hit my knee on the tree on the way down and injure my pride. But you rushed over and tended to my scraped knee, blowing gently on it to ease the stinging from the broken skin...you were so kind and so worried about me. I think that was the day I knew I was in love with you..." She smiled softly, looking up into his face.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

Robert smiled and held her in his arms. "You know, I think that's when I figured out I loved you also, seeing you fall, and that you might have been more hurt that you were. You were always a cute girl, but you have grown into a beautiful young woman." He leaned in and kissed her again.

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

"You know, I think that's when I figured out I loved you also, seeing you fall, and that you might have been more hurt that you were. You were always a cute girl, but you have grown into a beautiful young woman."

Martha loved the feeling of his arms around her, it felt so right, so perfect. She felt safe and protected...and loved. She pushed up onto her tiptoes a little to meet his kiss. Sighing against his lips as her arms curled around his neck and shoulders, drawing him closer. Feeling their bodies pressing together a little, their embrace closer than any before it. His arms and hands resting around her back as she felt her lips part ever so slightly as the kiss became steadily more passionate.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

Robert slipped his tongue into her mouth as their kiss deepened. He ran a hand down through her hair, and down her back. He loved her so much, and didn't want to do anything wrong. When they had to come up for air, he smiled at her and kissed her nose. "So how long of a engagement do you want to have Martha? I think a month would be fine, we can figure out where we are going to take our honeymoon in that time, and get the wedding planned. So a church wedding, or would you like to get married out here in the gardens? It's your choice, it will be your big day." He smiled and held her in his arms.

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

Martha had only ever dreamt of being kissed the way she was now. Feeling his tongue softly stroking and probing into her mouth, touched and caressing her own tognue. Feeling his hand run down through her hair, knocking it free from its pins to hang loose down her back to her waist, sent shivers up and down her spine. It was all so very perfect. She couldn't help but shiver with sheer delight as he kissed the end of her small, freckle dusted nose.

"So how long of a engagement do you want to have Martha? I think a month would be fine, we can figure out where we are going to take our honeymoon in that time, and get the wedding planned. So a church wedding, or would you like to get married out here in the gardens? It's your choice, it will be your big day."

"I think a month would be fine, si-...I mean Robert..." She smiled shyly, "And would you mind if we got married here in the gardens? After all, this is where we fell in love..." She giggled, snuggling into his embrace and resting her head against his chest as they looked out over the well tended gardens towards the house. "I think a month gives plenty of time for all the necessary arrangements to be made...and a month isn't too long for us to have to wait to..." She paused, unsure of whether he'd approve of her talking so openly about private things. But he was to be her husband, surely he had thought of such things himself. "It's not too long for us to wait to be able to...you know...share a bed together..." Her cheeks grew warm with embarassment at having spoken so plainly about her desires. She hoped he wouldn't think it too awfully of her.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

Robert smiled at that. "Your so right, a month isn't a long time to wait to consmate our relationship. I love you so much, and the gardens would be a perfect place to get married in. Let's finish our walk, we have about an hour to wait til supper, and then we can discuss this more with my parents." He hugged her close to his chest, feeling their hearts beat together.

An hour later found them walking back to the house and up to the dining room. He was holding her hand as they walked in and he saw his parents sitting there waiting for him. "Mother, father, I have an announcement to make. I have found a lady to be my wife, and she just agreed to marrying me this afternoon." He smiled and kissed the back of Martha's hand that had the engagement ring on it showing who it was that he was to marry. "I hope you both approve of Martha, we have been friends forever, and in love for quite some time it seems."

 

[Britwitch]

Lady Darkwood

"Mother, father, I have an announcement to make. I have found a lady to be my wife, and she just agreed to marrying me this afternoon...I hope you both approve of Martha, we have been friends forever, and in love for quite some time it seems."

Lady Darkwood rose to her feet instantly, rushing around the table to first hug her son to her and then to embrace Martha. Tears of joy sparkling in her eyes.
"I am so very happy for you both," She said once she'd stepped back from Martha. "I always knew that there was something special between the two of you...isn't this wonderful darling...?" She asked back over her shoulder towards her husband who had remained at the dining table. He muttered something that sounded like "About bloody time he got himself a wife" and beckoned Robert over to him.
Robert headed over to shake his hand and Lady Darkwood turned back to Martha, smiling warmly.
"I know you shall make him a fine wife my dear, I know you love him dearly, I can see it shining in your eyes. And he loves you more than you probably know. He is very lucky to have you, I wish you both every happiness for your future..." Lady Darkwood said gently before hugging the girl close to her once more. Sighing slightly, at least perhaps her son would be happier in his marriage, than she had been in hers.

Lady Sarah Darkwood had married Lord Henry Darkwood when she was just 18 years old and within a year she had already borne him Robert. Lord Darkwood, happy she had given him an heir, soon seemed to loose interest in the marital bed shortly afterwards. He was over 10 years her senior and that, she supposed, was why he had apparently 'gone off' the idea of laying with his wife.
Not long after Robert was 10 years old, Lord Darkwood had decided it would be better for them to have separate rooms and so that was how it had been. They saw each other at meal times and when they were called to functions and events. But other than that...being 'Lady' of Darkwood house was a lonely life.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

Robert went over to his father and nodded. "I know that it is about time father, but I guess my travelling has brought me to my senses, and shown me what was right here all the time. We would like to have the wedding in the gardens here if you don't mind mom and dad, in one months time."

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

"I know that it is about time father, but I guess my travelling has brought me to my senses, and shown me what was right here all the time. We would like to have the wedding in the gardens here if you don't mind mom and dad, in one months time."

Martha embraced Lady Darkwood tightly, she had been as much of a mother to her as anyone had been while she had been at the mansion, having her blessing on their wedding meant a lot.
She listened as Robert talked with his father about the wedding arrangements, hoping he would say yes and then all would be perfect.
Lord Darkwood mumbled and grumbled but did eventually seem to say yes.
Martha beamed over at Robert, her heart feeling like it might literally burst from being so happy.
"Oh thank you your Lordship and my Lady," Martha bowed her head slightly at both of them. "I promise I shall do everything I can to uphold the Darkwood name and to make your son as happy as I can" She said earnestly, her eyes sparkling with excitment.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

Robert smiled knowingly. "That will be easy Martha, you have already made me one of the happiest men alive by saying yes to my proposal." He pulled her into his arms and kissed her again. "Now we need to make wedding arrangements. I will leave that up to you two mom and Martha, just if there is anything you need from me, just let me know,"

 

[Britwitch]

Lady Darkwood

"That will be easy Martha, you have already made me one of the happiest men alive by saying yes to my proposal."

Lady Darkwood couldn't help but smile as she watched her son kissing the girl he so obviously loved.

"Now we need to make wedding arrangements. I will leave that up to you two mom and Martha, just if there is anything you need from me, just let me know,"

"Well there are arrangements other than weddings that need to be attended to first." She smiled, turning to Martha. "First of all, you cannot continue sleeping in that draughty little room in the attic. There is a guest room next door to my own chambers that I'm sure will do until you and Robert decide where you shall live after the wedding..."
Martha opened her mouth to say she couldn't possibly but Lady Darkwood waved her concerns away. "We also need to find you some clothes," She gave a glance to Martha's plain black dress with it's white apron and white cap. "I shall have my dressmaker attend you in the morning, after all, we shall need to make a start on your wedding dress as well as some day, afternoon and evening dresses..."
Martha looked as though she might burst with excitment.
"If of course that is agreeable with you, dear...?" Lady Darkwood turned to her husband and sighed slightly. He was already beginning to fall asleep in his chair. "I shall take your silence as a yes then..." She smiled as she turned back to Martha and Robert.
"Now Martha, why don't you go and collect any personal items you may have in your old room and then you can bring them down to your new room..." Martha nodded and, after quickly hugging Robert once more, left the room. "And Robert, the servants need to be informed of the happy news, would you mind going and telling them for me...I need to try and get your father to go to bed...and can you ask cook if she can suggest a new personal maid for myself and one for Martha...if you think she would like to have one...?"

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

"I don't know whether or not Martha will want one or not, but she was really excited when I informed her that she no longer had to work as Maid or anything like that earlier. I will go ask the cook to start looking for two more personal maids. She is looking for one for me if I remember right also right now. Thank you Mother for understanding, I love her with all my heart, and I have for quite some time now." He kissed his mother on the cheek, and then went to find the cook to let her know what was going on.

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

Martha practically skipped along the corridors of the mansion. Not only was she going to be married in a month, she was marrying the man she had loved for as long as she could remember.
Part of her was hesitant, certain that any moment she would awake and find it all a wonderful but fleeting dream.
Reaching the end of the corridor she headed through the small door that led into the servants quarters and she began to climb the steep staircases up to her attic room.
Her room was small and a little dusty but none of that mattered anymore. She gathered up the few personal items she had, a locket that had belonged to her mother, a bible given to her by her father along with her hairbrush and pins. That was it, that was all she owned in the world.
Giving one last look around the room in which she had grown up she headed back down the stairs and made for her new room. Feeling more than a little out of place she turned the handle of the door next to that of Lady Darkwood and stepped inside.
The room was stunning, a simply enormous four poster bed dominated the room, with a soft canopy and gossamer fine drapes hanging down in the corners which could be pulled around to the screen the bed should she wish it. There was a writing desk and a chair, and a large bay window that looked out over the gardens. There was also an adjoining door, that linked her room to that of Lady Darkwood next door. It had a simple latch which Martha put across, it was unlikly her Ladyship would wander in by accident but she didn't want to do the same herself to her Ladyship's room.
Putting her hairbrush and pins on the vanity and placing the bible and locket into a drawer of one of the bedside cabinets she looked around. Her eyes wide and lips slightly parted. She also caught sight of herself in the full length mirror that hung on a door of the wardrobe in the corner.
Smiling slightly she moved closer and looked herself over. She had definitely grown up since the last time she had seen herself. Her waist was narrow and her hips rounded, even without the corset she wore, and her chest had grown immensely. Martha turned slightly, looking back over her shoulder at her profile and then to see as much of her behind as she could. Her long hair hung down to her waist, having been knocked loose of it's pins during her kiss with Robert earlier. Kissing Robert. She couldn't help but smile again. She felt she could kiss him forever.
Turning back to the mirror she let her hands run over the top of her dress, running down her chest and across her curves. She hoped she would be able to please her future husband in the marital bed. She thought she was pretty enough and it seemed her figure was as good as any of the other Ladies who visited the house.
Smiling, Martha turned and glanced at the huge bed. Biting her lower lip she fought the urge to run and jump on it. Well, why not...? She wasn't a 'Lady' just yet...giggling like a child, Martha ran and leapt up onto the bed and jumped up and down a few times before collapsing down onto the soft duvet and laughed until tears of joy filled her eyes.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Malcolm

Malcolm smiled as he thoght about how his life was going to be changing over the next month. He was whistling, and when he got done with the Cook, he went to check on Martha. He knocked on her door of her new bedroom. "It's me Martha, may I come in?"

 

[Britwitch]

"It's me Martha, may I come in?"

Martha slid across the bed and dropped back onto the floor, smoothing her dress a little and trying to tidy her hair, which had fallen across her face from her antics on the bed. Her eyes were bright and sparkling and her cheeks a little flushed.
"Of course you can, please, come in..." She called out, watching the door as it opened to reveal the man she loved so much.
She stood almost shyly as he closed the door behind him and turned back to look at her. "This...this is a gorgeous room isn't it...?" She said after a moment or two in which they had just looked each other over.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

Robert smiled and nodded. "I have talked to the cook, and she is looking for a maid for you and my mother at this time." He walked p to her and wrapped his arms arond her and kissed her softly. "I love you."

 

[Britwitch]

"I have talked to the cook, and she is looking for a maid for you and my mother at this time."

"B-but I...I don't need a maid..." Martha exclaimed, "I mean, it's very kind of your mother to offer the opportunity to me but...I am quite capable of looking after myself...all I need is someone to maybe bring me the hot water for my bath but that's it..." Martha bit her bottom lip slightly. "I hope your mother won't think me ungrateful..."
Martha's worrying was stopped though as Robert walked over and kissed her softly, taking her in his arms once more.

"I love you."

"And I love you..." She whispered as they broke their kiss a few moments later "And I shall do for all of my life..." She added before leaning up to kiss him again, pressing her body a little closer to his as if to emphasise her point.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

Robert smiled. "I know you will Martha, and I will love you all of my life. Mother said that it is if you want one that she will have a maid ready for you."

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

"I know you will Martha, and I will love you all of my life. Mother said that it is if you want one that she will have a maid ready for you."

Martha thought for a moment, her hands resting on his shoulders, noticing how broad and strong they were. "Well, I suppose I could try having a maid...and if I don't like it or find I have no real need of one...then I don't have to keep her, do I...?" She asked softly, still standing so very close to Robert.
Licking her lips slightly as she fought the urge to run her hands down his chest, to feel through his clothes the body she would be able to lay beside in a month's time. But she didn't want him to think her wanton or brazen. She wasn't. She was just...curious...
She couldn't help but wonder if such thoughts were running through his mind also.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

robert

oh how he wanted to feel and see her body now, but he knew that he had to wait. He ran his hands down her sides to her back, and kissed her again. "Hmm, you feel so good, and soft."