teach me, my lovely dream maid

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I am a young man who is horny as can be..

You are an older woman who arrives as the new maidservant.. someone who knows what she wants and knows how to get it.

It is your first day on the job.. you come inside my room as I sit in my boxers browsing those naughty pictures that you see but carry on as if nothing happened.. you continue to mop the room.. I am unaware of your presence.
 
I am Anne, I was hired by this family to be a thorough house keeper. It seems ideal enough as I had found myself recently widowed. Being without much as my deceased was a squander of funds being endentured to be a maid was the best I could hope for.

At 34 one does what one must to survive and I learned from extreme proverty that I hardly wanted to return to that life.

The Lord of the manor gave me, my directions for the upstairs. Demanding that all the floors be completely scrubbed. "Yes, Sir." I curtsied and went to the cleaning closet to get my supplies.

I spent a good portion of the morning cleaning the hall and the Master bedroom. I went into the bathrooms and set to work cleaning so hard that the floors sparkled.

I was beholding my work as I noticed an ajar door. I frowned as I knew that I had not went into it yet. So much for an early lunch, I thought as I opened the door and stepped inside.

I saw a young man reclined in a chair reading something. After a quick fix of the bed linens I noticed that he was admiring pictures of ladies of ill-repute. I bit my lips from chuckling as I swept the floor and began to mop. That was when I noticed that he was very scantily dressed. I gave him a quick once over before setting back to my work. Dressed in those silken boxers, he was and rubbing himself in such a manner. Why a lady would have fainted dead away by such a sight. Had I been younger I might have complained of having the vapors.... smiling as I squeezed out the mop to start the last thing to my cleaning duty.

"Excuse me, Young Master.. would you be mindin ta be movin yore feet so I may finish me work" I interupted his reading or so I thought.
 
mmmmmmm

I was jolted awake by a distant voice... the words from her mouth were so sweet and yet carried such power in it.. the power to seduce even the strongest of resolves.

I barely managaed to hide my embarassment and quickly switched off the computer.. I could not see the slightest indication that she may have seen what I was doing.. oh my god .. she is stunning.. never before had I noticed that a maid could be so stunning.. she was not an angel.. but her eyes looked into mine and I felt drawn into her abyss.. if only I could learn from such a woman... I felt my throat grow dry as I replied..."ummmm.... yes .. please.. ummm.. what did u say ?".. and saying this, I wanted so badly to get up and run to the bathroom.. but alas, the mere sight of her had made in me an erection again !
 
A slight blush came to my cheeks as his predictament was very evident. Yet being the gentle hand that I am. I raised my eyes to his. Sparkkling mischeivious green Irish eyes that give sway to naughty thoughts.

"I am Anne, Sir. Yore Da 'ired me this day. Twas 'is wishes ta be acleanin anna moppin this floor. I ne'erly be done Sir anna will be leavin ye in peace."

Och nae is he a fine work, strong veins anna fine piece of manliness ta boot, I think to myself. The faeries must have blessed him as his mere glance teases to bewitch me to be wanting to take him abed.
 
Lovely Anne

Anne.. Anne.. the name rang in my ear and raced down my viens to my heart which skipped a beat again.... I started feeling a little comfortable and took my hands away from my boxers and placed them on the table... I see your eyes drifting to my fingers... yes my dove, I play the piano sometimes and if only you would know that my deepest desire is to play a few notes on your lovely nipples... which incidentally I noticed were showing through your clothes.. my mouth was still dry.. and so I say to this lovely maid.."ummm.. Anne, thank you.. " and I smiled shyly as I said.. " Please dont tell anybody what you saw.. I will do anything you want..."... Oh god, what have I said !!!! I am looking into her lovely eyes which spoke volumes to await her answer which would come from thoe lips that I wanted to kiss so much.. those lips.. which I wanted to touch with my own and slide my tongue through and taste....:rose:
 
"ummm.. Anne, thank you.. " He smiled shyly as he replied.. " Please dont tell anybody what you saw.. I will do anything you want..."

I raised an eyebrow.. he was worried that I would say something.. not likely. "I willna sae an'thing Young Master." My irish brogue thick today as I looked him over again.

Dare I follow my thoughts and his willingness would put him at my control. I smiled craftily... "I willna sae an'thing ta yore Da... as lon as ya dinna sae an'thing about me doins.. Da ya kin?"

If he didn't understand me, I made sure he did as I moved his chair and standing behind him, rubbing his silk boxers against his hardened cock. Fondling his balls with nimble strokes and pressing my breasts agaisnt his back... "Twood na be good fer yore Da ta find out yore secrets"
 
the story begins...

I couldn't beleive what was happening to me..this lady was touching me in the most sensitive place next to my lust filled

heart...her hands were fondling my balls, her fingers tracing naugty lines along the curve of my ball sac and for the life of

me, i couldn't breathe.. I was panting... and her breasts were against my back.. such firm breasts they were and I just leant

back my head against hers and let her take over... I could feel her hot breath on the nape of my neck as it rose to my ear

when she whispered those words..."Twood na be good fer yore Da ta find out yore secrets"..somewhere between her husky voice

and her talented fingers on my balls, i felt my own hands slowly move down to cover her hands as they fondled me. I could

feel her fingers working as my cock grew so hard ..it was struggling to touch the flesh of her hands..I just hoped I didn't

cum too soon and embarass myself and dissapoint her.

I took one of her hands gently away from my cum filled balls and kissed it with my thirsting lips. Damn, her flesh was so

exotic and she wore no perfume on her hands like ladies usually do.. so, I could feel and taste the real musky taste of a

woman. I kissed each of her fingers and gently put out my toungue and softly licked her fingers.. moaning as I licked it. I

then let her hand fall on it's own accord onto my chest as I lay back and said to her.. I don't even know if she heard me

say..."Anne, thank you.. thank you.. please.. let me kiss you.. let me see your eyes.. let me please you.. teach me, lovely

maid..no.. not maid...lovely goddess."
:rose:
 
His movements were that of one too young to know what he was doing. More in the fancy of seducing then loving.

The way he raised my hand and kissed it showed that he liked the touch. Once more an indication of submission. Something I was in common to as I have married a harsh man but to see a young man that was in such manner raised an air of excitement. A control that women normally never have or at least in proper socail circles of talk.

His pulling led to the bed and he lied back upon it as he begged for the attention.. "Anne, thank you.. thank you.. please.. let me kiss you.. let me see your eyes.. let me please you.. teach me, lovely maid..no.. not maid...lovely goddess."

"Och nae twood do no good ta be a kissin yore Da twood 'ave me skin ta drape the walls" I paused in mock horror.

His hands touching on my sides and the look of pleading that showed in his eyes.. "Aye tis all onlee a kiss, but dinna ask fore more. I canna afford ta lose me job since it be me onlee one fer nae."

I leaned closer and kissed his lips with a lite passion. One that tempts the lips and causes the kissor to yearn for another. I slipped from his grasp, mopped quickly and left the room. Judging his actions, he would seek me out and I would show him what he yearns to know but on my terms and my place not the home of his Father where my job is liable.
 
A pupil for your passion

I could not help but submit to her passions as it led to the bed where I begged for her attention..she seemed to be dreadfully frightened that someone may find out, especially my father who was working in the study below.

But she kissed me softly in my lips, a first kiss for me and I felt as if my lips were on fire.. as she kissed me, her breasts slightly pressed against my chest and I could feel her warmth give into me as she kissed.. what was only a moment seemed an eternity as I softly held her hips as she made to go.. "Please Anne, do not go..".. but she left saying words of caution in that soft seductive voice from those very lips which had imprisioned my own.

I found it very difficult to let her go but realized that if I offended her in any way, she would surely never return.

And so, I had to helplessly watch her mop the room quickly and bid her leave.. and I licked my own lips tasting her kiss as I watched her ample backside.

She left the room without another word and I wanted nothing more than to speak with her again... but as soon as she left, I
felt that my erection had not faded one bit and so, I quickly rushed to the bathroom and ran the shower to ease myself... I
rubbed my hard long cock with my soaped up hands as I thought of her holding me as her prisoner.. her slave.. her tugging at
my balls... the image and the feeling of her hot kiss filled my mind as I erupted my seed all across the tub.

As soon as I was done with the shower, I rushed back hoping she hadn't left. But she had. It was close to evening now and I
announced to the house that I would be going out riding in the estate.

I took my best horse, a proud arabian stallion and slowly trotted across near to where the servant quarters were. It used to
be a summer palace with a lot of rooms and each persopn who worked in my house had all the comforts of a baron to themselves ! But I was not thinking of these things.. I wanted to see my lovely Anne again.... to touch her hand.. to feel those lips on mine again.. to submit to her every demand.. and to be her apt pupil.

Ah ! I saw her.. wearing a loose garment.. white as a dove,, and she had let her hair down. The mere sight of her made my
heart skip a beat and I sensed a growing erection in me again as I swallowed into my dry throat. I pressed my erection
against the hard saddle but it did not help one bit.

She was drying out her clothes and I could hear her singing a soft country song by herself..I knew from the discrete
enquiries I made before I went to seek her here that she lived alone in one of the eastern wings of the quarters.

I dismounted from my horse and stood behind a tree watching her.. I was frightened to approach her.. she was a maid of my
house but now she seemed so high.. she seemed a goddess.. oh.. if only she would teach me and let me worship her body....

I slowly reached down my riding pants and felt my growing erection and pressed it down hoping to subdue the monster that her passions had aroused. A gust of wind began to come up and tussled her hair and as she swept her hand to toss her hair to one side,.... her eyes met mine.:rose:
 
I was wearing a loose garment.. all white as a dove and had let my hair down. I was hanging out my clothes and was singing a soft country song..since I lived alone in one of the eastern wings of the quarters I had no fear of being bothered. Since the other servants preferred the northern part closer to the main house.

A gust of wind began to come up and tussled my hair and as I swept my hand to toss my hair to one side, then my eyes caught his.

Deep down I knew that he would come and swayed my hips as I walked to my quarters, glancing over my shoulders to see if he was following and then smiled and pursed my lips in a kiss as I entered the door.

He rushed in as I expected and spoke my name, "Anne.. please Anne" He came closer to me and his heat was as evident as the chills of springtime. "Anne..... please.. let me kiss you.. let me gaze into your eyes.. let me please you.... worship you... serve you.. my goddess"

I softly kissed his forehead and gently rubbed his cheek, "Och nae tis not the way... I be onlee a maid in thy house. Ya should be goin back ta the house."

"Please Anne, do not force me to go.." He kisses on my lips were those of youth. A yearning was there and a great burning desire was building and showing by the bulging of his pants.

"I willna sen ya away. Yet I canna risk ya beenin seen acomin anna goin from 'ere." I warned him solemnly. "I canna afor ta be losin me work."

His nod just affirmed my control and I set out to see where this control would go as I touched his britches and drew my fingers along his bulge. His groan was the answer that I knew was coming.

"Go o'er ta me bed anna take off yer clothes... twood be raisin yer Da's ire should they be soiled."

He quickly moved over to the bed and stripped. His willingness to obey was very great as I felt an urge to open my young Master to a new lifestyle and I would be his Mistress. I role I would enjoy filling.
 
my lovely Anne

Well, things had sure taken a spin for the better and now there was no turning back.I could not refuse her for she had accepted me into her very home. I was very nervous because I was now in her territory and had no idea what whims and fancies she might weave around me.. I was also scared that she may be dissapointed and cast me away.

But I brushed away all those fears and insecurities when she asked me to take off my clothes in the most sweet tone and I
could sense the desire in her voice. I must confess at this point that her rough rustic country accent turned on a secret
part of my own pshyche.

I could see her bite her lower lip and her beautiful eyes brightened as I took off my clothes.. I had not worn much since I
was in a hurry to ride out to meet her. But being the well grown man I was, I took off my clothes in a decent fashion and

placed them gently on the bed; my every move was carefully self orchestrated to satisfy her. As I did so, my back was facing
her and when I turned back , I could see that she was looking at my ass. I blushed when I saw the spark in her eyes and could
not help but bite my lip. I was imagining a thousand things at the moment all concerning what she would do to me. I was
thinking of how good it must feel to have her talented hands cup my ass and bring me closer bumping my erect cock against her
ample hips.

The only part I hadnt taken off yer were my riding boots and I was naked before her in all other respects. In my nervousness,
I lost my erection and my cock had gone limp with fear. In shame, I covered myself with my hands and looked down. I was
scared that she would send me away and never give me a chance to explain myself. I did not wish to leave that abruptly.

As I slowly raised my head to look into her eyes, my eyes traced upwards on her body and I was shocked and thrilled to see
one of her hands just touching the front of her dress near her pussy and her other hand was cupping one of her breasts and
softly squeezing it as she looked at me and winked. Looking at this, my nipples slowly hardened and I could feel the blood
flow back into my cock again making it so erect and ready for her ministrations.

As she started walking to me, I was praying that I be everything she had expected from me and nothing interested me at that
moment more than the desire to fulfill her passions.. to adorn her body with my kisses and to make love to her with my hard
long erect cock which was now painfully hard as she came closer to me. And I extended my right hand towards her trying to

reach out to my new tutor in the ways of the flesh. She cast it away with a brush of her hand and casually smiled at me;
never taking her eyes off mine. She was now standing within an inch of my raging cock and she smiled. I stood frozen as she
continued to smile knowingly.

As she stood closer to me, her cloth lightly brushed against the crown of my cock which was circumsized. I gasped for breath
as I felt the touch of her cloth against my flesh. :rose:
 
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The young Master indeed had good qualities but his loss of the erect staff was easily remedied. My eyes taking in every detail of his frame to make an image that would change daily.

"Dinna co'er wat the Laird gav ye." I remarked as his hands covered his cock quickly. I took one of my hands trailing down to just touching the front of my dress near my pussy as my other hand was cupping one of my breasts and
softly squeezing it as I looked upon him and winked my eye, slowly before opening it up. Then I moved closer to the bed and he seemed stressed. How oft young men worry over simple matters. His cock stood proudly forward as I neared to touching his youthfulness. His hand came forward to me as the hopes of drawing me closer to him and his boyish ways. That was not to be for this one. I would change him in manners and obedience. I cast his hand away with a brush of mine and casually smiled at him. I never took my eyes off his. I was now standing within an inch of his raging cock and smiled knowingly. His face betrayed his quietness, the yearning and need building in the air that moved around us both. I leaned over his body to gaze at him closely as my dress passed over the very head of his cock.

The crown of his cock was circumsized. Yet he gasped for breath as the touch moved over his flesh. It pleased me to see such strong reactions.

I lowered my lips to graze kisses over his belly taking the time to laze over the skin that tied him to his mother long ago. Licking gently and taking my hands and kneeding the flesh along the inner thigh. His moan was soft and calling for more without the words.. hooked was now that form.

"Wat woodst thou do for thine Mistress, laddie.. twood ye bare onlee ta me fer da needs of yer flesh?" I asked as I fondled the very sacs that held the precious fluid that would be his undoing.. Heaven help his soul now.
 
the journey begins

She was like an exquisite spider slowly spinning webs of passion around the core of my lust filled soul. I was trapped ,naked and with a raging erection. There was absolutely no doubt about the control she exerted on me. She had not even taken off her clothes yet and she had me naked and shivering before her anticipating her every move upon my body. When she kissed
my waist, I gasped for breath as her lips were so warm and her kisses were like soft whispers of silk . I shuddered and

touched her lovely cascading hair with my hands, my palms on the top of her head and I could not speak but only moan in exquisite desire. Oh how I longed to bend down and run my hands along her spine and cup her ample buttocks. I could see the curves of her lovely ass and was only taking in the sight when she shocked me again with kisses on my thighs. I never knew that a man could derive so much pleasure from being kissed in the thighs. I moaned her name.."Anne..Anne.. ".

As she spoke to me in her soft teasing tone , I looked into her eyes barely understanding what she spoke. I saw the flame in
her eyes and was quite unprepared at her sudden touch upon my balls. I jumped in pleasure like an untamed horse and stepped back a little and told her "Anne.. ever since I saw you come into my room, I knew my teacher in the ways of love had arrived .. please Anne, my lovely maid, my mistress..please tutor me in the ways of the flesh.. teach me so that I may please you
..".. I could not look into her eyes as I spoke these words for there was still a fear in me, a deep respect for the sexual
knowledge she possessed. I slowly began to understand that she had fondled my ball sacs to exercize the control she had on
me, she could stop me or make me cum. I wanted to please her and nothing occupied my mind more than the need to please her as I stepped forward gingerly again and placed my balls at the mercy of her talented palms. :rose:
 
Anne

"Anne.. ever since I saw you come into my room, I knew my teacher in the ways of love had arrived .. please Anne, my lovely maid, my mistress.. please tutor me in the ways of the flesh.. teach me so that I may please you .."

" Ye wish me ta teach ya..." I taunted him. "Teach ya ta luv .. ta touch the soul o' a lass... ta mak 'em weep fer yer caresses?"

I started to lick over his thighs and laze along the leg to his shaft that was throbbing harder as my tongue slid up to the head. Licking on it as sweet sugars seeped from the slit and then I deviously coated my lips with the first droplets of his seed. Coming back to his lips and smirking "Kiss mine lips anna know thy own seed's taste... tis one ye best know... ye canna trust anee o'er lass.. yer scent be on 'er. If e'er ye find ano'er she be claimin yer soul.... fer nae yer mine.. tis true, is it not young Laird?"

I waited to hear his admission and then I would delight his flesh with my experience.
 
A Kiss for our lust

As I surrendered to her mercy, she put me to the test again.. torturing me with the pleasure of her exquisite tongue which snaked the slit of my erect cock lapping up the signs of my desire for her. And she rose and asked me to kiss her lips moist with my own precum as a mark of my loyalty to her. Ah ! what a double edged sword it was.. at first I hesitated as I surely did not wish to taste my own cum. But what is a man to do if poison is offered by a goddess in a golden chalice ? Such was my predicament as I looked at this goddess who was to teach me with her wild ways. Her full lips glistened with my precum and I could see her pearly teeth within. The thing was that she oozed sexuality from every pore of her being and I was caught in a trance.

As she stood close to my shivering body and taunted me with this ingenious proposal, her aroused nipples grazed my naked chest and I could feel the weight of those wonderfully endowed breasts that preceeded them. I looked into her eyes and pressed my cock against her womanly hips as one of my hands snaked around her waist to hold her. My other hand found her right breast and I felt the hardness of her nipple against my palm as I said to her.."Yes Anne,, I am yours.. forever your eager pupil.. forever the victim of your desires.. I shall kiss you and taste you as you have tasted me...my precious goddess"..Having said this,I leaned and our lips met for a kiss. Her lips were most delicious and I felt as if the taste of my precum on her lips was but part of her. I think it is in this way that she has claimed my soul so that she may mould it to suit her fancy. I took the liberty of letting my tongue slide past her lips as I pulled her closer to me as my other hand gently squeezed her breast from which I longed to suckle. I could not pry my tongue past the barrier of her teeth. She was in control of every moment and I prayed that she would be pleased and return my kiss upon her divine lips. :kiss: :rose:
 
He hesistated which I had well expected and would punish him daily for resisting.

"Yes Anne,, I am yours.. forever your eager pupil.. forever the victim of your desires.. I shall kiss you and taste you as you have tasted me...my precious goddess" but he did finally lean forward to kiss my lips. Now he would know his taste and forever brand his soul as time passes he would surly desire the sweet nectar.

His eagerness for more showed as he thrust his tongue into my lips and past. I clenched my teeth to keep him from wandering into the joys of the kiss with the swirling of the tongue and the other thrills of a sensous kiss. His hands mere swab my breasts as I have had far worse things done to them in my past.

I pushed him down on the bed and spoke clearly to make sure that he knew what he was doing for now and always... "Ye be mine nae.. ta lon fer me touc'es. Ta be abeggin fer yer release."

Reaching over his head and grabbing something that he hadn't seen at first but would feel often, the shackles. Entwined metal that was linked to the wall, now holding both of his wrists as his eyes change from one emotion to another.

"Aye, tis mine.. yer bodee ta hold anna touc. Fer yer first lesson.. ne'er trust ano'er lass.. tis a deceivin 'eart .. I willna lie anna sae I luv thee.. fer we bo' kno tis naught so. Tis a lust we be feelin anna no lie canna hide it away.. Ye desiree a comelee wench... ta covet 'er bodee... ta want ta plac yer fles wi'in me loins ta sow yer seed aplentie. Like beasties fuck one ano'er.. so shall we be beasties ... ye anna me... entwinin our souls... young Laird."

Then I slid up on his body and lowered my cunt onto his straight erect staff. I moaned softly as his body tensed from being taken this way. Yes I saw the look in his eyes and I also felt the jerk of his cock as my inner muscles enclosed it in velvety closeness.
 
The man under seige

"I willna lie anna sae I luv thee.. fer we bo' kno tis naught so.Tis a lust we be feelin anna no lie canna hide it away.."..thus she made it quite clear to me our intentions. It was a releif to realize that this incredible woman who straddled my body wanted nothing more than to "fuck like beasties" as she put it. I must confess at this point that I had enjoyed every point of my tutelage to this point under her except for the part where I had to taste my own seed... I hoped she would never ask me to do the same again for it shall only raise a hatred in me for her. However, I felt comfortable submitting to her raw sexual philosophy as she rubbed her sensuous soft thighs against my own. As she procalimed her lust, she took me by surprise
by suddenly engulfing my erect cock within the exquisite velvety confines of her very core...her hot, wet dripping cunt. It
was so warm that when she took me this way, I felt wave after wave of incredible affection for her although I could not be
sure that it wasnt lust. I heard her moan as I myself let out a sigh of pleasure and closed my eyes as I felt her take me to
new heights. The view was amazing..the long hair tussled about her shoulders, her lips parted in an evil grin like a wild
animal and her erect nipples thrusting out within those clothes . She stayed on like that and looked at me for my response..
and I said in the broken voice for I could not speak properly when surrounded by such pleasure.."Yes Anne .. we be like the
beasties.. take me.. teach me my lovely lady...make me what I am to become.. but please be gentle....".. Saying this, I
extended my hands to her offering my wrists for the shackles she held in her hands as a mark of my trust in her wisdom.
 
Riding the young man was a treat as I ground my muscles over his youthful erection. I moaned as his cock rubbed against my furtherest places. I felt my hair fall about my shoulders and then over the top. My breasts were firm against my skin and yet the tips were rock hard and throbbing as I ran my hand over them and squeezing them harder and harder. Making myself clench on his staff and I pivetted again forcing his cock in deeper til it hurt.

I glanced down at him helpless upon my bed. Grinding my muscles to pull on the shaft and make it tremble as the grasping sensations would tighten with every move I make with my hips.

"Yes Anne .. we be like the beasties.. take me.. teach me my lovely lady... make me what I am to become.. but please be gentle...." He responded.

"I twillna be gentle... tis naught ta learnin... tis a fire ye yearn fer in yer 'eart. I canna tell ye dinna kno 'ow far I be agoin ta be teac'in yer lessons... Nae ye dinna kno w'at yer wurds mean" I taunted as I lowered to kiss his lips, barely letting our lips touch. "Tis beggin yer ta learn furst.. anna we be aseein w'at be acomin next."
 
mmmmm

She rode me like there was no tomorow, taunting me with incomplete kisses and I was like a rag doll at her mercy. But this
rag doll was having a lot of fun while being tossed around.. I must confess. I moaned her name with every thrust of her hips ..her pussy sucking the life out of my cock. I felt a soft tingling in my balls which grew in passion and as I looked at her
wide eyed.. I rose up with the support of my elbows and hugged her as she rode me.. my strong arms holding her tight as the
first signs of my orgasm started.. I kissed her all over knowing that she would dissaprove.. but the thought of her punishing
me for this crime of pleasure turned me on even more. I kissed her ear, I smelt her hair and as I kissed her neck, I could
taste her sweat and I licked it with my tongue and gently bit her. And then it hit me.. wave after wave of incredible
pleasure, a pleasure that no amount of lonely masturbation in front of those scores of pornography could provide. I felt an
incredible sense of joy and I held her close as my cock spurt out it's hot seed again and again into the depths of her
pulsating womb.. I groaned like a beast and even as I did this, I spoke her name.. again and again as if it were a chant. I
then collapsed on the bed and literally passed out. I did not know for how long I was in such a state of pure pleasure.. but
when I woke up, pure fear gripped me for my hands were held above my head.. in shackles,... and she still straddled me.. with
a devilish grin about her.. but I felt the most incredible warmth for her... I said "Anne, my lovely dream maid.. forgive me
.. but you were so beautiful and it was my first time.. I had never felt anything like this.. I could not control myself.. are you going to punish me.. or are you going to teach me so that I may learn to pleasure you better ?..." Having said this,
I licked my lips once again as I looked into her eyes and down to those rivulets of sweat that ran down her face down to her
neck.



:kiss: :rose:
 
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I gave him a lesson in erotic. I controled his cock while it rested in my depths. My muscles and the hold while I rocked the pelvic bone that made the squeezing more tighter or lessened.

He rose to enfold me to his grasp and I realized that I would need a different set of shackles for this one. Yet true to my word we did mate. Rough and violent for his lust had to be fed the fires and indeed he would not realize this lesson. His seed spilling in torrents while I rode him further into my own bliss.

His repeated murmurring of my name made me smile as droplets of sweat dropped from my face and slithered down my flesh. Dampening my clothing so that it revealed the flesh beneath it. His eyes starting to roll back in the lids as he fled into his deep sleep while I kept rocking my enraged heated box over his flesh. Enjoying my power over his body as I kept fucking his cock. I grinned as I knew what power I was enpowering to his flesh. He would find that his poor cock would yearn worse for me and drive his thoughts insane to sate his need for my caresses and sex. While he slept I tightened his shackles and smiled as I kept my steady rocking and milked his flesh to make it addicted to my folds and tugs.

Hours passed as I waited. His eyes fluttering open to my smile. A wicked one but one that expressed my evil intentions as I ensnared his very soul to me.

"Anne, my lovely dream maid.. forgive me .. but you were so beautiful and it was my first time.. I had never felt anything like this.. I could not control myself.. are you going to punish me.. or are you going to teach me so that I may learn to pleasure you better ?..."

"Aye, twas yer furst tim, I willna denee. Tis da lesson ta be alearnin from nae."

I noticed the look in his eyes as I grinned a wicked smile. "Ye canna see 'ow late in da dae tis already." Nodding towards the window so that he could see the setting sun.

There was no signs of regret which I took as a good sign and then I lowered my demands upon his actions and would see how well this young Lord would be at my beck and call.

"I be atestin yer loyalities." I licked over his lips as my inner lips kissed his fleshy cap. "Ye willna speek ta me on da morrow. Aft da sun lies ta low afore dark, ye be aleavin anna ridin ta da east. Tis a cottage in da woods, I be awaitin fer ye. Iffa ye com afore me, ye willna be adressed. Yer clothes be aliein on da table, folded. Ye be me beastie, upon da floor. Ye twill lace me face wif yer pleas, I willna tell ye yer sins. Tis upon yer skin... twill burn in yer soul. Ye twill be atellin 'ow badlee yer fles' yearns fer me."

I did one last thing before I undid the shackles. I removed myself from his cock and began to suckle upon it until his rivers of white manmilk flows down my throat once more. Saving one bit that I held under my tongue and kissed him letting my tongue slide over his and giving him his milk. I knew that he didn't like that but I also knew that it was part of the training. My first husband taught me to yearn for my own flavor, thus I willingly suckled his cock to taste my own wines. Yet it taught me another lesson which I would impart on my young lord. It would tell him if his lovers were faithful to him and only him.

As I looked deeply into his eyes I smiled again. "Twill be aseein ye on the morrow mi'laird. I be amakin yer bed anna cleanin yer room. Iffa ye be unclot'ed, ye may be allowed ta suckle me teets. Ye willna 'ide yer fles' na moor. Tis best ta let 'im 'ang freelee"

Then I set him loose and opened the door and stepped outside in my sweat soaked shift. Walking to the basin that held water and washed my face with the frigid waters. I knew that he would be dressing and dreaming about what we did and how pleasurable it was. Then haunted by the need to do it again and again. Perhaps it would drive him to the local tavern and seek a serving wench but then his heart would harden as he finds her not me and leave her in the midst of need. Oh how well I ensnared his soul and it hasn't begun to sink into his thoughts.
 
The New Lessons begin....

Oh how wonderfully warm her lips felt against mine. She kissed me with abandon; this time letting my tongue taste the electricity in her own tongue...so erotic was the pleasures of her tongue that my heart forgave her for making me taste my own seed. I was delirious from the orgasm she gave me by simply sucking my cock with her talented mouth that I accepted her kiss. I wanted to make love to her again or just to hold her forever , but she showed me that it was time to leave today. The sun was setting. As she showed this to me, I couldn't help but look at her sweat drenched clothes cling to her body ,outlining her wondrous breasts..her nipples erect and proud signalling to me the pleasures yet to come. I tried to reach for her hand but she made her intentions clear by unhooking me from the shackles and opening the door. I watched her walk away to wash herself as I once again noticing how rotund her ass was. Oh...if only I could press myself against her ass and bury my face in her hair holding her once again in an embrace of lust. But I knew that I had to behave if I was to touch her again and learn these new strange ways of sex from her. It was hard to leave but I did it anyhow in silence.


I left her home and rode back to mine. I thought I should get some fresh air and so I went to town. I do not drink but I felt new courage after my rendezvous with Anne. Therefore, I walked into one of the taverns in the seedy parts of town. It was full of people of all sorts, the sort with whom I had never mingled. I found this place full of the sounds and visions of men and women giving away to temptations. I sat in a corner and watched this new spectacle. I saw that several prostitutes accosted the men. The men grasped their breasts, squeezing them until these women squeled. Some slapped the men in return and they seemed to enjoy it; encouraging them with their gropes and words of ill repute. As I watched them, I found that I detested ever treating a woman this way even if she were a whore. Soon, a lady with lean proportions brought me a pitcher full of spirit. She sat to my right and offered me the drink. I took the drink from her thanking her which drew a laugh from her, a wicked laugh full of mockery and delight. We soon began a very interesting conversation and she seemed so amused that
she invited a busty brunette friend of hers to sit next to me. This new woman wore such tight clothes that her breasts
struggled to come out. The lean woman told me.. "ah lass, you shouldnt come to such places ya know... it bad fer yer cock"..
saying this, she placed her hand on my cock fondling it through my pants as she reached across and pulled her friend closer
in front of me. Her other hand pulled out this busty woman's full breast. She rolled an erect nipple between her fingers as I
watched them kiss in front of me, their tongues reaching out to each other in a wanton kiss of lesbian lust. All this while,
the woman, whose name was Betsy kept fondling my cock, making it more and more erect as I moaned and leant back on the couch. This was a new experience for me being fondled in front of a filled tavern , but nobody seemed to take notice and neither did I for I was lost in this pleasure. I unzipped my pants letting the women touch my naked cock. They took turns stroking it with their hands and one of them, I do not remember which.. even scratched my balls lightly with her nails. I tried to touch
this woman's breasts but she slapped me and pushed me back to the couch and continued her fondlings. It felt nice and as I
closed my eyes, my mind went back to visions of Anne.. her hot pulsating pussy milking my cock. I imagined it was her who was
stroking my cock now as I thrust my hips letting my cock slide in and out of these women's palms. I did not know why but I
could not think of anyone else but Anne as I had my orgasm with my cock spurting out it's seed out in sprays to the women,..
splashing one in the breast and the other in the lips. They then took turns licking my seed from each other and then looked
at me. Betsy said.."So.. did u enjoy your drink.. my young fella..and who is this Anne aye ?".. I was too embarassed to speak when I found that the whole tavern had been looking at me. My cheeks flushed red as I gathered my pants and rushed out of the tavern into the night. Oh, the visions of Anne had once again betrayed my sanity.

I woke up the next morning late and saw that Anne had already finished her cleaning of my room. She had left a rose for me on
the table. I smiled to myself and fantasised about what she would do to me today evening when I went to visit her. I spent
the day as usual attending to the businesses of my estate. As evening approached, I took one of the longest baths ever as I
prepared for a night of passion. I announced that I would be spending the night with friends of mine after watching an opera.

I rode out into the night to the woods she had mentioned. I found that the cottage was solitary and I could not see any other
houses nearby. It must have been an old abandoned hunting lodge forgotten in the vastness of my estate. I approached the door and prepared to knock when I realized that the door was open. I stepped inside and could smell sweet incense and saw the place well kept. A warm fire was ablaze in the fireplace and this indicated to me that Anne may already be inside as she had
promised. Her instructions ran afresh in my memory.. her voice so fresh in my mind.."I be awaitin fer ye. Iffa ye com afore me, ye willna be adressed. Yer clothes be aliein on da table, folded. Ye be me beastie, upon da floor. Ye twill lace me face wif yer pleas, I willna tell ye yer sins. Tis upon yer skin... twill burn
in yer soul. Ye twill be atellin 'ow badlee yer fles' yearns fer me.".. So, I took off my clothes, one by one and neatly
folded them as my lover had instructed me. I found much more comfortable being naked this time around and it even excited me
as apparent in my erect cock. I looked around and seeing nobody, I quickly ran my hands all over my body , my hands felt my beating chest anticipating the arrival of Anne and I absently rubbed my nipple and felt a surge of excitement rush through my
body. I quickly took my hands away fearful that it was feminine for a man to fondle his nipples thus. But visions of Anne
filled my mind and drove me to such eccentric behaviour. I called out her name.. "Anne..Anne... I am here as you had
instructed me my love.. I am ready for your lessons." I found it hard to confess to her my little adventure at the tavern and
was afraid that perhaps her friends had already told her.I said "Anne.. I am so hungry for you.. I could not sleep properly..
the whole day went by like an eternity.. please Anne, do not make me wait much longer.. I want you... Anne" I remembered her words "Iffa ye be unclot'ed, ye may be allowed ta suckle me teets. Ye willna 'ide yer fles' na moor. Tis best ta let 'im 'ang
freelee".. oh the thought of being allowed to suck her breasts made my mouth water. However, my cock was hardly hanging as
she had told me.. on the contrary, it was erect as a pole. As these and other thoughts filled my head..I sensed the presence
of Anne close to me, her musky womanly odour wafting through the silent cottage and filling my nostrils with promise of new
pleasures to come.
 
I listened to his words as he spoke from the loft. He was in action from the moment that he entered and noticed the roaring fire.

I watched him undress and then waited to see if he was going to obey the rest of my directions. He undressed and folded the clothing which I nodded about. He was also fondling his own body which was something to behold but when he stopped I knew why. It was the man in him. A woman can fondle her body and a man can lust after her seeing such a thing but a man would pause for fear of being to womanly.

"Anne.. Anne... I am here as you had instructed me my love.. I am ready for your lessons." He said "Anne.. I am so hungry for you.. I could not sleep properly.. the whole day went by like an eternity.. please Anne, do not make me wait much longer.. I want you... Anne"

His staff showed the truth of his words and so I went down the loft stairs and entered behind him.

"Ye went ta ano'er lass.... tis on yer skin." I remarked as the hint of the stinking ale was on his breast when I cleaned his room. "I willna touc' yer fles' until ye be atellin w'at ye did."
 
the scared youngster speaks

She stood so close to me and her knowledge of my little misadventure confirmed my worst fear. My hair stood on it's end and she stood so close to me that I could feel her hot breath blow on the nape of my neck. But she barely touched me and my cock was so hard just to sense her so close to me. I did not know how she knew or how much she knew but I decided that I should confess.. the prospect of telling my story excited me even more as my nipples hardened and my stomach tightened. I spoke in a broken voice..



"Anne,,after you made love to me which I swear was the first time; it gave me new courage to seek the pleasures of the flesh. So, I went to a tavern where two women gave me a lovely stroking on my erect cock with their palms and they even made
love to each other as they were doing this... but Anne.. I swear that it was only you.. and visions of your body and your kisses that I could think of when I came.. onto those two women.. oh they were such whores..and I ran away from them."


I awaited her judgement..would she allow me to stay and learn ?
 
His truth was in his voice and I moved afront of him.

"Tis nae tha ye be aservin yer Mistress, laddie...." A grin passed over my lips as I knelt and began to suckle on his tool. "Ye be mine anna I willna be sa fair iffa ye be a foxin wi' o'er wenches. Yer breath ne'er be asmellin of ale anna 'ores of the Inns."

Then I took his cock into my lips and licked over it then nursed it as a child nurses it's mother's teet. His moans were grand to hear until I stopped short of his cumming. "Nae ye serve yer punishin.... to 'ave yer cock a hurtin to release anna since yer atied to me bed.. ye canna relive yerself... tis onlee me doin anna ye 'ave ta be agivin a good reason ta be allowed ta let yer seed spil ta da floor"
 
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