Master and Maid

[Britwitch]

"Hmm, you feel so good, and soft."

She felt his hands run down across her corsetted sides to rest around her back, her body exploding with tingling sensations dancing across her skin, making her shiver ever so slightly.
Her hands gripped a little at his shoulders, feeling her knees suddenly going a little weak for a moment or two.
"You're...you're taller than I remember..." She breathed, looking up into his face, her eyes meeting his, blue meeting green.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

Robert chuckled lightly at that. "Well it has been a couple years, and I have grown up, so have you."

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

"Well it has been a couple years, and I have grown up, so have you."

"This is very true..." Martha blushed and laughed a little herself. "And I...I have...?" She asked tentatively, noticing his eyes move down a little from her face.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

"Believe me Martha, you have grown up in all the good ways. I love the way you look, you look marvelous." He kissed her nose playfully.

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

"Believe me Martha, you have grown up in all the good ways. I love the way you look, you look marvelous."

Martha felt her cheeks growing warm with happy embarassment at hearing him talk about her like that, giggling a little as he kissed the tip of her nose. "Well I am glad that you think so...you have definitely grown more handsome...even though I didn't think such a thing was possible...!" She smiled back.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

"So we're perfect for each other, the most handsome man around marrying the most beautiful woman around, at least in my eyes." He held her to his chest and sat down on the bed.

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

"So we're perfect for each other, the most handsome man around marrying the most beautiful woman around, at least in my eyes."

Martha blushed a little more as they moved to sit on the edge of the bed together, her leaning against his chest. "You're too kind to me..." She sighed happily, looking up into his happy face. "I hope I can keep you as happy as you are now..."

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

"As long as your with me, I know you will keep me happy for the rest of my life Martha." He grinned at her and tickled her a bit.

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

"As long as your with me, I know you will keep me happy for the rest of my life Martha."

She smiled back before gasping as his fingers began tickling her ribcage through her dress and corset. She wriggled and giggled, all the time trying to push his hands away but laughing too much to do anything.
"No...no stop it...!" She laughed happily, trying to wriggle out of his hold and only managing to fall backwards onto the bed a little, taking him with her. She found herself on her back, looking up into his face as he lay over her.
Slowly the giggles faded away as he looked down into her eyes...his expression all of a sudden slightly serious...

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

Robert smiled as he looked down at her and her beauty. "Hmm, interesting position we have here." He kissed her again, and then sat up helping her up. "So you all settled in here?" He smiled and held her in his arms.

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

"Hmm, interesting position we have here."

Martha could only smile as he grinned down at her, some of his dark hair falling into his eyes. He leant down to kiss her before sitting back up and pulling her back with him. Part of her had wanted to hold him there, kissing her like that but she knew it wouldn't be too long until they would be able to lay like that with one another.

"So you all settled in here?"

Martha nodded, snuggling into his arms once more. "I think so, it all seems so grand though...too grand for me..." She let her eyes travel around the large room. "It'll seem strange being in such a large room on my own..."

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

"Wait til you see my room, actually you have seen it, but it is huge also. Once we're married, you will be moving into that one also, for I don't think it would be proper for us to be in the room right next to mother once we're married." He grinned at her and kissed her nose again. SHe had the cutest little nose, that he could sit there and kiss all day long, but he would prefer to kiss her lips.

(You want to keep going with the plans and stuff, or are you up to skipping ahead the month?)

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

"Wait til you see my room, actually you have seen it, but it is huge also. Once we're married, you will be moving into that one also, for I don't think it would be proper for us to be in the room right next to mother once we're married."

Martha felt her cheeks flush with excitement at the idea of sharing a bedroom, sharing a bed, with him. With Robert.
"No...I know what you mean," She giggled at the thought of his mother being in the next room. "It would be a little awkward I think..."
She giggled even more as he kissed her nose again and again. She sighed as her eyes moved over towards the clock on the mantelpiece, it was getting late. Time they should be in bed. In their own beds.
"I think...perhaps...it's time we said goodnight..." Martha said slightly sadly, looking back into his eyes.

(OOC:Keep with the plans and stuff for a bit...build up the tension a little between the two of them, both wanting to do more but knowing they should wait... Plus that should allow Eustace to make an appearance before the wedding too...)

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

He nodded. "Your right, I will see you in the morning love." He kissed her good night, pouring his passion into it, all his love for her into it. He then kissed her nose again, and made to get up. He didn't want to go, but knew that he had to. His parents would be so disappointed if they were to stay together tonight, even if they didn't do anything but sleep.

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

"Your right, I will see you in the morning love."

He kissed her more passionately than he had ever done so far, holding her so close she thought their bodies might just meld into one anothers. The kiss also left her slightly breathless as he kissed her nose gently and slowly got up from the bed.
Catching his hand she pulled him back towards her as she rose to her feet beside him, his lips colliding with hers as she kissed him back with equal love and desire as he had kissed her. Pressing her body against his firmly, clinging to him as if it was the last time she was going to see him. Sighing into his mouth as she rose onto her tiptoes, her hands around his neck, fingers curling in his hair. Not wanting it to end. But knowing it should. It must.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

He held her in his arms, not wanting this to end, but like all good things, this must end for the night. He bucked up his courage, and pulled away a bit after kissing her again and went to arms length. "I don't want to leave, but I must Martha, I will see you again in the morning, we will have breakfast together."

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

"I don't want to leave, but I must Martha, I will see you again in the morning, we will have breakfast together."

Martha pouted a little bit even though she knew he was right. She nodded and sighed,
"I know...and I know I shall dream of you until the morning comes my darling..." She kissed him more chastely this time and let go of him. Letting him move away. "Goodnight my love..." She said softly as he opened the door to leave.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

"Good night my Martha, my love." He blew her a kiss, and left the room before he did something that they were waiting for. He went to his rooms and smiled. He got ready for bed, and dreamed about her all night long.

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

"Good night my Martha, my love."

Martha accepted his blown kiss with a smile and stood for a moment once he'd closed the door behind him, just revelling in the feeling of being so in love.
Then she began to get ready for bed. She reached back to unbutton her dress and let it all down from her shoulders and around her hips, she carefully pushed it lower and stepped out of it, carefully laying it over the chair next to the desk.
Then she began unhooking the front of her corset, breathing a slight sigh of relief once she had unwrapped the constricting piece of underwear from her figure and laid over the back of the chair along with her dress.
Reaching down, she unrolled her stockings down her legs and laid them with the rest of her clothes. Leaving her in her slip, thin and shapeless, worn purely to stop the corset rubbing and scratching her skin.
After brushing her long dark hair she climbed into the bed. Marvelling at how soft it was. After rolling around a little, unused to such comfort, she eventually drifted off to sleep, dreaming of Robert and of sleeping by his side.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

Robert was dreaming a good and sexy dream about the love of his life. He had a smile on his face, and hugged his pillow. "Oh Martha, I love you so much." He was mumbling in his sleep.

 

[Britwitch]

Martha

Martha was mumbling in her sleep. Whether it was the new surroundings or the strange bed, she was having trouble sleeping.
When she did manage to sleep, her dreams were filled with images of her and Robert. Walking together, kissing, laying together...slowly helping one another off with their clothing to reveal...
Martha woke up again, groaning as she slid out of the huge bed and padded over to the window and looked out across the moonlit gardens.
Her bright blue eyes taking in all the magical quality that the moon had painted the gardens with.
After standing there a few moments, she shuddered, suddenly longing to be back beneath the bedclothes and she practically bounced across back into the bed.
Snuggling back down she sighed and slid her arms under the duvet and across her body, surprised to feel her nipples standing up against the thin slip. Must have been the chill of the air. Or perhaps it had been her dreams of Robert...
Slowly and tentatively, she rang her fingers around them, whimpering as they tingled and seemed to swell beneath her fingertips.
She snatched her hands away and thrust them under her pillow, as if she didn't trust herself. She'd never touched herself like that before and now, her heart was thudding loudly in her ears and her nipples were tingling and throbbing as if her fingers were still there.
Forcing her eyes closed she tried to go back to sleep and ignore the new found feelings rushing through her body.
Eventually, she began to drift back into her dreams...her dreams of Robert...

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Robert

Robert was looking out his window at the same time that Martha was, but neither knew that. "I love you so much Martha, and I swear that I will never hurt you or let you down." He smiled and went back to his dreams of a beautiful lady that he will have in his arms for the rest of his life.

 

[Britwitch]

Lady Darkwood

Unbeknownst to the two young lovers, another was awake at that late hour, staring out of their window.
Lady Darkwood was herself unable to sleep.
It was neither with excitement at her son's betrothal or with nerves at how much she would have to arrange within a month if the wedding was to be a success...
It was with longing.
No doubt emotions and feelings had been stirred by the announcement of the engagement. Watching Robert and Martha's obvious love for one another and their barely concealed passion at what their married lives would bring...only served to highlight painfully all of the things that she herself was missing out on. And had been missing out on for so long...

Lady Sarah moved silently across the room looked at herself in the looking glass, her long cream, silk nightgown fluttering behind her as she moved. Her thick raven coloured hair was without a single strand of grey and her green eyes had not yet lost their sparkle. Having only borne one child she had almost the same figure she had had when she had been a bride...all those years ago...although she knew her bust had grown sinec her pregnancy and perhaps her hips had become a little more rounded but the rest of her...the rest of her was still young at heart and had desires and needs that cried out to be met...
She knew she was still attractive and knew she attracted the eyes of men when she was out with his Lordship. She knew that she had caught the eyes of the son of a family friend, Eustace, who had quite the reputation as a womaniser...their flirting when he visited was harmless...and despite her doubts he certainly seemed to be interested in a woman old enough to be his mother...but it was growing late, even for him, and she doubted her would visit her now...

She sighed loudly in the silence of her chambers. The interconnecting door between her room and Martha's was beyond her dressing room and small personal bathing room so she knew she was unlikely to disturb her future daughter-in-law. Leaving the looking glass she headed back to her bed, sliding beneath the sheets and sighing once more.
It seemed she would be spending another night alone...

 

[Vikingstone]

Lady Darkwood's embrace...

Eustace arose very late, his engagement with the lovely Chloe and the subsequent whiskey and soda laced snooker marathon with the lads at the club had left him considerably depleted. But after a late breakfast and a wash, he was again in fine fettle and in the smoking room planning the rest of his day when Childs, the butler, knocked at the open door.

"Master Eustace, if I may have a word?" the distinguished older man asked.

"Of course, Childs, let us have speech," Eustace replied jauntily, smiling at the faithful servant.

"Your father has asked me to request that you visit a number of his solicitors this morn...er...afternoon and deliver these documents. In some cases you will also have to wait for a reply."

"Childs, this is most certainly not the sort of speech I'd wished to have with you," Eustace responded with mock sterness in his voice, "there shall be NO extra trips to Madame DuBois' for you come Christmas time!"

"Of course not, sir," Childs said dryly as he opened the portfolio and began to explain just how unbearably tedious the remainder of Eustace's day would be.

Having completed the errands his father had charged him with, Eustace once again adjorned to his club. Supper was just being served when he arrived so he sat for a lively repast with all the fine fellows of his station. The brandy flowed and soon evening had passed into the wee hours.

Staggering a bit as he exited the club, Eustace giggled at his own drunkeness and nearly bumped into a constable on his way to Edward and the carriage. Riding through the night, Eustace realized that home and an empty bed simply would not do. He was in need of feminine companionship and he rang the bell, signaling Edward to pull up at the next crossroads.

"Right here is just fine, Edward, back to the house with you now," Eustace called back over his shoulder as he began to leap through the field of tall grass at the side of the road.

In just a few minutes he had reached his goal, Darkwood House. Skulking around the stables he dashed across the rear courtyard stopping at a small door near the coal chute. In another moment he'd made his way to the second floor and stood before the door to his prize. Slipping in silently, he eased up to the bed pulling back the sheet and quilt to reveal a voluptuous female form. Abruptly the woman turned to face him and sniffed the air.

"Must you always be drunk when come to me, you awful, awful boy," Her Ladyship whispered, crawling across the enormous bed toward him.

"Now, now, milady, let's put that saucy mouth to better use shall we?" Eustace growled quietly as he removed his thickening member from his trousers.

 

[Britwitch]

Lady Darkwood

Lady Sarah had been a little startled to feel the covers being removed from her dozing form but she knew instantly who it was. The smell of ciger smoke and brandy permeated the air around her. It was Eustace.
"Must you always be drunk when come to me, you awful, awful boy," she whispered, shifting and crawling towards where he stood, beside the bed.

"Now, now, milady, let's put that saucy mouth to better use shall we?" Eustace's voice was more of an animalistic response than a human sound. Lady Sarah felt her insides twinge and tremble with excitement as she drew nearer, watching with eager eyes as he unbuttoned his trousers and withdrew his already hardening member. It never failed to make her lips part in surprise at it's thickness and length, in comparison to Lord Darkwood's it was enormous.

This wasn't the first time he had come to her chambers in the early hours of the morning. Harmless flirting at social events had spilled into intimate groping in dark corners and now...he would come and she would pleasure him with her mouth.
They had done nothing much more intimate than that...yet...but with Eustace's reputation being as it was...she didn't doubt it wouldn't be too long before they did.

Her large breasts were barely concealed within the silk night gown as she half knelt, half sat before him on the edge of the bed. Feeling his stong hand wrap in her hair and begin to draw her head and mouth down towards the head of his member. She felt waves of excitement pass through her body as her tongue slid over the smooth head as she took it deep into her warm, hungry mouth.