The Wetnurse (interviewing some roles)

[rhev]

David placed one hand on her rounded and fleshy hip as she lay next to him, but it wasn't an overly sexual move, more for purchase as she settled into position next to him. He lay back as her chest move into place over him, and she brought her left teat to his mouth. He had to raise his neck only slightly to bring his lips to her swollen nipple, but he closed his soft lips around it and then drew back, pulling her ever so slightly with him till he was again laying on the bed and she over him.

He let his eyes close as the sweet heavy cream trickled across his tongue exploding senses that were not alive before. As the milk flowed more freely he felt a tingiling sensation start in the back of his neck and run throughout his body down to his toes and back up again. Yet he kept suckiling, greedily and more hungrily with each moment.

He felt a slight bit of coolness on his manhood and realized that he must have stiffened, and his cock pushed through the opening in the front of his pajamas. He did not care. He debated commanding her to stroke him, to take his tumescent shaft in her hand and pump it while he suckled. But he did not want to scare her off.

He teased her nipple with his tongue, coaxing and drawing forth the delicious treat. But finally there was no more to be had. Still he toyed with her breast for a bit, kissing and sucking on her nipple, as if to see if there was a last drop before switching. He heard a slight inhalation of breath from Mary and could tell that she was gaining some enjoyment from this at the very least. But finally he could no longer pretend that he was doing anything other than toying with her tit.

He pushed her back only a fraction of an inch, just so he could speak, "Time for the other now." Then hesitatingly he said, "I'll not command you to do so, but I would also greatly appreciate if you could take hold of my rod. For I find that this is affecting me greatly and would find much comfort in a soft touch. If you find that it is too much for me to ask of you tonight, I shall understand but be disappointed."

Maybe this would work, maybe if she felt enough at ease, he could allow her the choice. He would not press the issue, not tonight at least. Great gains had been made in breaking down Mary's barriers already. It was only a matter of time.

 

[Snuggle Bunz]

Warm little hands slid up to support David's neck while he suckled, she all but cuddled him to her torso while his tapered fingers enveloped her hip. Her lashes fluttered occasionally and above him, out of view she closed her eyes to sink into the act.

The pressure upon her nipple caused Mary to squirm softly against the sheets, a particularly pleasant tingling traveling down the length of her belly to nestle into the muscles of her sex. Slowly she opened her eyes to look down upon her charge, brushing curls form his face her fingers trembled softly in response to his teasing. She settled into the lust that began to coil in her womb just as he finished with her left tit, jarring her momentarily.

"Time for the other now..."

Mary obediently offered her right nipple to his lips but gave him a rather startled look and opened her mouth. Closing it she looked down the length of their bodies, taking a moment to note the efficient hold he maintained on her hip. For a moment that hip squirmed as she took sight of the shadows that played across his erection. Weighing her options a moment, the continual mention of her contract and how their first day had gone Mary tried her best to stick to a reason not to. Enjoying the relaxation of the session, the aid of the brandy, she reached down to gingerly stroke her fingertips over the throbbing tip.

For a few moments she struggled to find a suitable approach but after insistently pressing her nipple into his mouth, partially smothering David with the weight of her breast Mary did coil her fingers around his shaft and give him an encouraging little squeeze. Her eyes slid to meet his own, gently seeking his approval. "This will relax you further then Master David?" Fingers splayed down his length then curiously stroked the silken flesh of his bulbous tip.

 

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Oh, she was being bolder. Was it the brandy? He'd have to buy an extra bottle to keep in his room if that were the case. He somehow managed to continue to suckle as her hand closed around his shaft and began stroking it. The soft silken skin of his cock sliding easily beneath her fingers.

Only force of will and focus on the delicious sweet cream she produced let him avoid moaning out in delight. But when she asked him if her actions would relax him, he nodded.

He drew away from her tit long enough to say softly, "Yes, I find such contact very relaxing Mary, you are doing an excellent job. If you would be so kind as to stroke a little faster however it would be greatly appreciated."

David hadn't much experience with women, only two girls had he ever courted before he'd met Millie. But she'd been adamant about remaining pure before marriage. He'd never told her that one of the girls he'd courted, while at school, hadn't been so chaste. But all three girls seemed to have no problems stroking a man's flesh, so long as it didn't approach their sex. In fact, except for the blonde girl, Jessica, at school who'd taken his virginity the one night, he'd never lain with a woman. What Mary was doing was, save that one exception, about as far as he'd ever gone.

He returned to suckle at her tit, knowing that she was unfortunately already going dry. But he'd keep his hand on her hip, his mouth on her breasts, and urge her to stroke him till he peaked. He wouldn't worry about the mess, she was his maid after all, so she'd be doing his laundry.

He wondered idly if he could get her to tongue him and clean the mess with her mouth when she was done. He didn't want to push it too far in one night after all.

 

[Snuggle Bunz]

Mary squirmed for a moment where she lay on the bed, moving her hips slightly back only to still upon her employers reaffirming grip. She looked after her hand rather curiously, obliging the man as she stimulated him at a slightly quicker pace but nothing that might drive him to his end. Mary gave pause, moving her breast a moment to stroke over the aching nipple, dragging his saliva over her flesh as she checked herself.

Allowing David to return to her breast she trailed her fingertips down over his hip to grab his burning shaft again. Reveling in the heat of the flesh she took a few moments to warm her hand, stifled a little chuckle at the thought before patting the cock and continuing her less than languid pacing. Alas when she did feel that he was gaining no sustenance from her, Mary pulled back softly.

 

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David sighed inwardly as she pulled away from him. He was so close, but her pace in stroking his cock was too slow. She'd ceased giving milk almost a minute before, but he'd enjoyed tonguing and sucking on her breasts just the same.

She pulled back softly, and he removed his hand from her hip, saying, "Mary would you stay there for a moment more, I had a few questions I would ask of you." His own hand wrapped around his cock and began stroking it. Mary moved back a bit, ooching up towards the head board as she looked down at his fist, stroking his hard cock.

"Don't look down there Mary, look at me, look at my face and answer my questions. You seemed more relaxed tonight, was it because of the Brandy?"

She bit her lip and paused for a moment, during which David stroked faster, feeling his peak approaching, but then said "Yes, sir. In part, the brandy did help."

David nodded, so close, he was trying to keep his jerking somewhat controlled, while racing towards his peak with her creamy thighs only inches from his throbbing cock. "If the brandy helped, would you like it if I kept a bottle on hand for the nightly feedings then? Or maybe a bottle of port or sherry? Something that you might enjoy and would help relax you and ease your nerves?"

She considered that for a moment and then nodded meekly, "As you wish sir."

David nodded and felt his testicles tightening up. "Good, one more question then," he groaned his voice now hoarse. His left hand came out then where it had been laying passively between them this whole time. It came up with a swiftness and latched into her hair as she lay on her side. Holding her tightly by the hair at the back of her scalp she made a startled frightened little noise, and her breath suddenly started coming rapidly, much as his was. "Tell me Mary," he panted, his fist moving quickly on his cock as he lay on his side facing her now and holding her tightly, "Did you find the stroking of my rod pleasurable?"

Mary moaned slightly, squirming in obvious embarrassment and discomfort. She tucked her chin down as much as she could with his grip on her hair and looked down at his organ in question, now purple and swollen as it appeared and disappeared from between his fist. Her cheeks flooded with red even in the dark room, but then, unmistakably she nodded her head yes.

"Oh.... GOOOOOOOOD!" David cried out as he came. Thick ropes of hot cum blasted from the head of his cock. Holding her hair tightly so she couldn't escape, he sprayed his spunk onto her. The first blast landing on the nappy hairs between her hips, before she jerked slightly and the next three blasts hit her creamy thighs.

David sighed as the next few twitches of his cock spilled his spunk out onto the pajamas he was wearing, no longer having the velocity to close the few inches between them. Letting go of Mary's hair he said, "I shall sleep like a baby now because of you Mary, thank you."

He gestured to a door on the far wall, yawning, "You can go through there and get cleaned and dressed. In the morning you'll come back in through that room. Heat water for my bath and then come wake me for my morning feeding."

With that he tucked his softening cock back into his pajamas and said, "You may leave for the night Mary, you did an excellent job tonight. I trust you will keep up the good work."

He then waited for her to get up off the bed before settling in beneath the covers and saying, "Ill extinguish the candle once you're out of the room, thank you."

 

[Snuggle Bunz]

Mary stole only a few glances of David's ministrations and did her best to keep those wide black eyes locked onto his own. It was difficult, she squirmed where she lay on the bed, the moisture pooling between her petals as she couldn't help but be aroused by his boldness. When the young man had the nerve to address her enjoyment she was bashful, trying to stifle a little moan; her breasts trembling with her rapid breathing as she felt her employer's cum smatter her thigh and mingle with the hairs that covered her sex.

It took Mary a moment to gather her bearings, sliding from the bed her legs were a bit less than reliable, slightly numb, her blood flow directed elsewhere for the time being. She looked towards the bathroom door and jerked her head in a nod. "Yes Master...I understand." She gathered her belongings and disappeared, the door softly closed as she rested against it, sucking in clean air. Mary's head was reeling, her body was awash with sensations she had not expected to feel.

As she rested she reached down to stroke her fingers down over her soft little belly to hesitantly touch David's little gift between her thighs. Watching her hand with some surprise she slid her fingertips through the cool, viscous liquid and smeared it down between her lips over her clit. Her breath hitched and she swallowed a little sound, the nub of flesh was swollen and it ached to be touched. She gave in and strummed her fingers over it again, circling for a moment before pinching the little button and stifling a little sound. Slowly Mary looked around her, the room was only lit by the moon, it's silvery light flowing over a beautiful claw-footed tub and stopping at the edge of her stocked feet. She suddenly remembered herself and moved from the door to rinse herself off and dress. She left the room with a soft murmur of "Good night, Master David." before exiting his chamber and racing to her room.

Mary threw her clothes off in a frantic attempt to escape their restriction, the uniform was tossed over the back of the small chair that sat at her little writing desk and upon removing the last stocking the young woman threw herself to her mattress. With a frustrated little cry her right hand disappeared between milky thighs to finish what it had started minutes before. With her head pressed into her pillow the neat and tidy bun that held her hair began to unravel with each writhing movement she made to get closer to her own release. "..not fair.." she breathed, and it wasn't. Her position was so very much out of the reach of the proprieties she had been raised with that it both confused and thrilled her.

She was in fact looking forward to the morning, and as she manipulated the swollen and wet flesh between her thighs she stiffened. Her thighs splayed open and her head shook in unsatisfied objection before she reached her left hand down to delve a finger into her own wet depths with a little cry she choked down. Her lashes fluttered closed, thick and dark they blanketed the apples of her flushed cheeks accenting them in the small strip of moonlight that filtered through her window.

Mary whined and rolled herself so that her breasts were pressed into the sheets and the thick rounds of her ass rose towards the ceiling. Her fingers worked at a fever-pitch as she took a mouthful of her pillow and moaned into it, her back stiffened, her hips jerked and shuddered as she came; Mary dropped down to the bed limp, quivering and slid very easily into sleep.
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"Ah ffnt ...." Mary swallowed around a mouthful of toast before flying from the table, "I'm late, forgive me." The cook watched the girl zip past, calmly stirring the pot that bubbled upon the stove. He had asked her if she could fetch a bucket of fresh milk for a creme sauce, alas Mary was indeed quite late. She cursed softly to herself as she trotted up the stairs and down the lengthy hallway till she reached David's door. Gasping for a few moments she caught her breath, ran fingers over her hair and gave a gentle knock before entering. It was ten till seven, she noted, passing a small clock upon a mantle in David's room. She kept her chin tucked as she held the door handles behind her back almost for strength. "Good morning Master..I trust you slept well?" a raven lock fell down to brush over her cheek and obscure her vision but she didn't move it.

 

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David rolled over and was drifting off to sleep before the latch even closed on the bathroom door that led from his chamber to his private bathing room. Maybe if he'd been more attentive or awake, he might have heard the slight moan from his new maid, but he was quickly off to sleep after unloading upon her and with a bit of delicious warm cream inside him.

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David awoke around the usual time the next morning. He blinked and rose from his slumber slowly, rubbing away the sleep. Now why was he waking on his own, where was McCooley to knock on his door and make sure he was up at half past the 6th bell. He sat up and looked at his clock on the mantle above his fireplace, then looked again in anger. Six thirty seven? It was almost twenty minutes to the hour! He should be at the office at eight. Of course if he was late, who would say anything, but still, even the boss had appearances to keep up.

He tossed back the blankets and noticed the slight bit of crusty dried cum around the fly of his pajama pants. He paused and smiled, ah yes, last night had been nice. That's probably why he slept so well.

Mary! Of course, now that she was here it was her job to wake him, not McCooley. He grimaced and stood up letting his feet hit the cool wood floor. One problem with Taft Hall is that while it was nice and soundproofed, that did sometimes work against you. Certainly the maids were up and about and in a home where sound carried better, they might have woken him before now.

He grimaced and moved to the private bathing room. Setting an iron kettle beneath the hand pump he filled it with cold well water, then set the kettle on the small pot bellied stove in the corner. He grumbled, angry, this was the task of a servant. He should not have to do this. Yet he struck a match and tossed it in on top of the tinder piled on the charcoal. Then he shut the door to the stove and opened the grate for ventilation and the flue to let the smoke escape.

Then back in his room, where was that blasted Mary? He strode over to his cupboard and opened it, selecting the suit he would wear today. Then noting the small wrapped parcel in brown paper, drew that forth too. He laid both out on the bed, then went back into the bathroom to check on the water and brush his teeth.

He had just decided to pick out his tie, back in his closet, when he heard a soft knock at the door. Mary entered, looking shy, and greeted him. He scowled and pointed at the clock. "Mary, it is your responsibility to awaken me at half past six. Being so late is unacceptable."

He glowered for a moment then moved to the bed, careful not to rumple the suit which lay upon it. He lay back and said, "Quickly now, strip down, I'll have my morning feeding first off, then we can move onto more important things like your morning duties.."

He was eager to see her put on the bathing gown that lay in the brown wrapping paper on the bed, and also eager to punish her for her lateness.

 

[Snuggle Bunz]

"Yes, Sir." Though she winced at her employer's temper, Mary moved to undress herself at a steady pace. She slipped from her boots and kept her garter and stockings fastened into place while hugging the bundle of her uniform. She moved across the room towards the window and rested her clothing upon the chair, her boots beneath it before drawing the curtains. "I do apologize for my tardiness." She cut herself short of making an excuse and tucked the heavy curtain behind the tie back.

"Did you sleep well?" she asked warily trying to remain cordial as she moved for the bathroom door. Upon opening it she looked inside the room, it was much brighter though bathed the tub with th soft purple hue of morning. Mary took notice of the pot upon the small stove, giving a soft frown for her chore having been done for her. Resting her hands upon the door she looked up to David, "Shall I finish drawing your bath then Master David?" Black eyes traveled up his lithe figure from his ankles, to his slim hips, up to the stiffness in his squared shoulders and to the grim line of his lips.

 

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"No Miss Alvero!" David snapped as she twittered about the room mostly naked. "I'm laying on this bed because I wish my morning suck, the job you were hired for!"

Mary practically jumped at his harsh tone and moved quickly to the bed. David took one breast and immediately began sucking. Unlike the previous night which had been almost sensual, this morning was quick and efficient. While he held her hip again, it seemed almost as if to guide her, and not caressing like it was the night before.

He did not draw out the pleasure of toying with her this morning, and he also did not grow erect. Well, he grew a bit stiff, but not fully erect, and his cock did not poke out of his pajamas. He demanded to switch when her breast began to dry, and efficiently sucked her other nipple firmly.

She seemed to be giving a little more today then she had the previous night, but he couldn't quite tell. When he was done he pushed her away slightly and sat up. Sliding his feet off the edge of the bed he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her, "You're quite distracted Mary and I think a punishment is in order to help you focus. Wouldn't you agree?"

 

[Snuggle Bunz]

Mary physically recoiled against the door for a moment before she moved quickly to his side of the bed. No sooner had he knees brushed the side of the mattress had David grabbed her breast and she stumbled onto the bed. Crouching for a moment before easing into a more comfortable position on her side Mary clutched the sheets. David's mouth was a bit cruel, the drag of his mouth upon her nipple harsh and fueled by his ire. Mary made a small sound of discomfort while he supped and hesitated to put her hand on him, finally settling for pressing her palm into his pillow behind his head.

When his hand grasped her plush hip Mary jumped slightly, following the encouragement she switched breasts, pulling one from hips lips with a wet pop only to replace it with her right nipple. After she had given all she could he pushed her aside, Mary curled up, sliding to the floor and hugging herself. She found it uncomfortable to be so bared to him in the bright light, with his temper showing she almost squirmed where she stood.

"Wouldn't you agree?"

Tucking her chin Mary stole a glance of the door before turning large wet eyes up towards his face, squaring her jaw slightly. "As you wish Master David." was all she could muster, her voice threatened to betray her. She frowned wondering just what this man deemed punishment, he did not seem cruel but he was a bit peculiar and as such his methods might match his personality.

 

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"Well then?" David said looking at her. He could see that she was slightly confused, unsure of what he wanted, but he pat his lap. Still wearing the pajamas from last night with a tiny bit of crusted semen on them, he pat the leg.

"Come on then, lay across my lap and I shall give you a swat. Be quick about it and I shall be gentle. This shall help you remember your place and your duties in the future."

He began to stiffen again, the thought of rubbing and slapping her rounded ass was a great way to start the day off. A large part of him hoped that she'd mess something up every morning.

 

[Snuggle Bunz]

Mary stared for a moment, "Sir I am no longer a little girl...this is.." What Mary? It's what? Far better than a lash or being fired. She scolded herself with a frown and moved forward, carefully bending herself over his lap. Her breast scraped over the stiffness in his pajamas, before she settled her soft lower tummy and hips over his knees. She clutched the side of the bed and rested burning cheeks against her forearms.

Much to her surprise Mary did not find the position as humiliating as she had thought. Pressed up onto her tip-toes to ensure she did not fall off, she could not bare to look back at David. This will not be so bad, he did say as much. Just bare with it. The long pale line of her back was highlighted by the morning's light, her thick backside now bathed with the rising colors in the sky.

 

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David waited for her to settle into position, and managed, just barely, to resist shuddering in delight. Her firm mostly naked flesh pressed against his lap was delightful. Her breasts dragged across her lap as she settled into position and he knew that his semi hard cock was now pressing up against her stomach as she finally stopped squirming.

He placed one hand on her butt cheek, just letting his hand rest on her warm round flesh as he spoke to her. "Now Mary, you must not question your master, especially when you're already in trouble."

He let his hand rub along her butt cheek slowly, warming the flesh, "You may not be a little girl any longer, but this is the way we do things here. So next time you will obey without hesitation."

*CRACK*

As he finished saying the word hesitation, his hand rose a few inches and then slapped back down quickly. It wasn't hard, but it was quick and sudden. After his hand slapped the flesh of her ass, setting it to jiggle pleasantly, he left his hand there, warming the spot where it struck.

"So this is just a little reminder," He said, as he let his other hand wrap into her long thick hair on the top of her head. She'd squirmed slightly, probably without even realizing it. So he'd hold her hair to make sure she didn't move. Then he rubbed the soft flesh of her ass where he'd struck her, and slowly let the hand drift across the cleft of her ass to her other butt cheek.

"You are to wake me up at six,"

*CRACK*

"...thirty on the dot." He said as he rubbed the strike spot he had just given her. Then moving back to the first butt cheek, he asked, "Do...."

*CRACK*

"...you...."

*CRACK*

"...understand?"

*CRACK*

He set to spank each cheek in turn as he asked her the question. Left, right, left, right, left. Then back to the first cheek after the word 'understand' he finally ceased the spankings. Allowing his hand to rest on her butt cheek, he rubbed the soft flesh then as he waited for her response.

Only after she answered would he move his hand back to her right cheek to caress and massage the strike spot. But this time as he moved his hand across her cleft, would he allow his fingertips to follow her flesh. His fingers grazing down between her thighs to caress the silken and hairy cleft between her thighs.

"I think five is enough to teach you for now don't you Mary?" he asked as he rubbed her right cheek. It was a trap, one she'd very likely fall for. If she agreed that five was enough, she'd earn another five for presuming. If however she she wisely answered that it was his decision, he'd rub her bum for a few more moments before letting her up.

 

[Snuggle Bunz]

Giving a startled little squeak Mary opened her eyes, she had shuddered when David slipped his fingers to coil in her hair, dislodging the bun so that it sagged off to the side. She stiffened, her body responding quite well to the slight restraint and with each strike of her bottom Mary breathed audibly. Such treatment could hardly be considered strict, she dared to think he might be enjoying himself more than anything. Mary squirmed on his lap trying to avoid his explorations when he had finished her punishment. A little sound escaped her throat, something between a moan and an indignant little cry.

Though he had slid his finger through the moisture built up between her thighs Mary flinched when he moved away from the sensitive area to rub away any discomfort she might have in her buttocks. "Yes Sir...as you wish." She moved to get up but was stopped by the grip on her hair, still firm, she turned her eyes. "Sir may I rise? Please your bath water..." She seemed surprisingly unphased yet meek enough in her movements she might have taken to the lesson.

 

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David shoved her head back down when she tried to move, "Not yet Miss Alvero!" he said sharply.

Then letting his hand cup and squeeze her spanked ass he said, "Now, you'll remember to wake me up on time tomorrow, unless you want more of this." His tone was stern, but he was smiling. He could tell she was enjoying herself and wondered if she would be late tomorrow morning as well.

"There's one other thing we need to discuss," He said letting his fingertips slip down between her thighs again. He found her damp, her moisture coating not only her dewey lips, but also the kinky hair between her thighs and even a bit of moisture on the flesh of her thighs themselves. His one hand still holding her hair tightly, keeping her head facing the floor and below the level of his knees.

He pinched her labia, one then the other, rolling the pussy lips between his fingers, and then he gripped the kinky dark hair between her thighs. "This is something we will have to work on Mary." He tugged on the pubes and said, "it is unclean to have this hair here. I would assist you with your cleanliness if I hadn't been woken up late today. But we can take care of that later tonight when I arrive home from work."

He chuckled and let his finger tips caress her pussy lips again before letting go of her and pulling back on her hair. He guided her, by her hair, to kneel on the floor next to him and off his lap.

"Now, I've got to bathe, you'll mostly be in charge of making sure I have hot water, fetching anything I need, and washing my back. But we dont' want your uniform to get wet, so I've gotten you a very special bathing gown."

He stood and grabbed the package of brown paper. Handing it to her where she knelt on the floor he commanded, "Open it up and try it on, tell me what you think."

His smile was broad and his pajamas were tenting quite nicely, right at eye level with the kneeling woman.

 

[Snuggle Bunz]

The force on the back of her head caused the floor to rush towards Mary gave a soft cry and instinctively clutched David's calf to keep her balance. Her breath was swift but restricted and she could not help but jump and begin to squirm at the invasive thrill of the young man's fingertips. While straining softly against the firm grip Mary found herself unable to speak, her breath hitched each time she felt a distinct pressure upon her lower petals and the color flooded her cheeks when he discussed the hair betwixt her thighs. Unclean? I am not unclean!


Finally when David ushered her from his lap to the floor she curled quietly upon her knees, his fingers relinquished their hold and the bun at the base of Mary's neck unraveled. Slowly she moved to pull thick, raven waves over her left shoulder, they flowed down over her breast to tickle her soft tummy. Her chin tucked humbly to her chest as she watched her employer's feet and a package thrust towards her. She softly took it to her lap and began plucking at the paper hesitantly.

One furtive glance upward got Mary an eyeful of just how excited David was about this gift, or at least in part. She finished opening the paper and lifted the small undergarment top. The gossamer fabric was lovely, thin, extraordinarily sheer but lovely. Slowly Mary rolled back onto her heels and lifted herself, clutching the package, she turned slightly to the side, and began to dress herself.

As she donned the top Mary frowned slightly, her breasts strained against the fabric but it held. As she worked her way into the skirt and cinched tight the ties she moved slightly for the hemline to tickle her ankles. She settled the waist of the skirt comfortably on her hips, the pale material a stark contrast against her skin. "Thank you Master David...it's...." she tried to find the words, it was not at all a proper uniform, she felt a little self conscious in it in part due to the fact that she felt rather pretty. After all she was somehow special enough to be wearing the rich material and it felt so lovely against her skin.

"Your bath then Sir? Shall I help with the water?" She took a step towards the conjoining door between the two rooms, those huge black eyes cast up to him, now framed with the soft locks she so steadily kept restrained. She looked softer, more vulnerable and that by itself offered her a sort of beauty. She watched the young man nod, and she moved quickly from the room, her rounded rump moving beneath the sheer fabric, as he followed he could watch her move between the installed water pump for a base of cool water to the stove and then to the tub, filling it.

She looked about and found a tray of oil, soaps and a thick sponge; quickly Mary retrieved it after testing the water with her finger and stood off to the side of the room beside a vanity. She fingered the bottle of oil for a moment holding the tray at such a level it obscured the view of her decolletage and turned her gaze to David. "Will that be to your liking?"

 

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David stripped down, unashamed, in front of Mary and moved to the tub. He tested the water with one finger and found it pleasant. Not quite hot, but not cool either.

"Very good Mary," he said as he lowered himself into the water, "You shall make sure that you keep the water at a warm temperature, and I would suggest starting another pot of water right now. But you'll also help me wash my back."

Then with that David took a sponge and began washing himself. She wouldn't know the real reason she was supposed to be in the room while he was bathing, not yet at least. He knew he'd have to tell her sooner or later, but not yet.

He scrubbed at his body with vigour, cleaning away the night's sweat and feeling fresh and clean afterwards. David was a very hairless man, with only a thin bit on his chest and of course, a fair silken triangle above his manhood. He looked at Mary and felt slightly aroused looking at her see through outfit as he bathed. He began soaping his cock and it grew stiff.

He chuckled as he noticed her eyes following his hand down to his decently sized cock as it swelled. He smiled at her and said, "Mary, I don't mind your gaze, but if you wish to wash me, if you wish to touch me again, I give you leave to ask."

 

[Snuggle Bunz]

He was pale and sleek, his muscles almost sinuous but somehow befitting him and Mary watched as he disrobed and slid beneath the water's surface. Once her tray was relieved of soap and sponge she returned it to the counter and nodded softly.

"You shall make sure that you keep the water at a warm temperature, and I would suggest starting another pot of water right now. But you'll also help me wash my back."

She set to work filling the kettle again, grasping the small pump and working it the muscles in her small bicep strained. Her breasts jostled beneath the sheer fabric of her top, straining with each upward movement of her arm. Once filled, Mary lifted the kettle and put it onto the stove, checking the flame before turning and slowly approached the back of the tub.

Standing there, looking down upon David, Mary felt a little heat rise in her cheeks, those black eyes traveled the length of him. She noted his smooth skin, unobstructed by the hair she had seen on her former husband. She decided she liked the look much better.

"Mary, I don't mind your gaze, but if you wish to wash me, if you wish to touch me again, I give you leave to ask."

Caught red handed Mary looked to the young man with red cheeks but did not back down. She worked her lips for a moment and squirmed where she stood before reaching for the sponge, softly trailing her fingertips back over his shaft as she paused, intent on retreating she decided against it and leaned in slowly. Awaiting any denial before her breasts settled against the back of his shoulders as she resumed cleaning his member. She swallowed audibly after a minute before moving off to grab a small foot stool.

Kneeling upon the stool Mary reached over the edge of the tub, her breasts dropped over the rim and she gave a tentative glance up to David. His lashes had fallen to half mast and he seemed quite relaxed so she set to work. Rinsing his cock she filled her left hand with him, bringing the slick surface of her right palm over to softly circle his tip. The situation, her master's enjoyment both piled on top of the delicious and slightly humiliating punishment prior and Mary could feel her juices travel to her inner thighs. The sensation would be startling but not unpleasant, intense and she was curious to see if it was to his liking; those big beautiful eyes held David's face for approval.

 

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David leaned his head back against the intricately carved clawfoot tub and sighed as Mary took hold of his turgid shaft. He let his eyes close halfway and enjoyed the sensation of the curvy woman manipulating him.

It became clear that she was not simply washing him after a few moments, her hand caressing his cock as it stood, the tip breaking the surface of the water. Her sleeve grew wet and clung to her arm as she jerked him up and down slowly, her fist dipping into the water over and over again. The silken and gauzy material clung to her like a second, wet, skin. David couldn't help gazing upon her as she stared at his manhood, fascination and perhalps something else in her eyes. She was leaning forwards over the edge of the tub a bit and the water was splashing a little, just enough to dampen her gown and make it cling to her.

David groaned as her grip began to move a little faster. He softly said, "Good, that is nice, a little faster now."

He moaned as she stroked him, and unable to resist, let his hand rise up and caress her breast through the silken gown. His wet hand caused the material to cling to her breast, and he fondled her softly but firmly. Squeezing and kneeding the tit flesh, curious to see if he could coax even a small droplet or two of white cream to the hard nub at the tip.

Yet Mary continued stroking him, and he knew he was approaching his peak. He looked down and knew he was moments from exploding. Yet the way she was jerking him was causing his cock to waver back and forth... he wondered if his shaft would be pointed at her, or away, when he erupted. He wondered also how she would react to his essence.

Groaning and gripping her breast with one hand, and the edge of the tub with the other, the moment of truth was upon them, as he erupted, his back arching and his cock geysering it's hot white spunk upwards.

 

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Mary shuddered as he wrapped lengthy digits about her breast, water now soaking through when he began kneading the flesh she let go of a tiny sound; a mixture of surprise and hidden frustration. His manipulation did infact bring some milk to the surface in addition to sending a little shock down to her womb, causing her breath to hitch. Mary found herself enjoying this, so much so she was clenching her thighs as she worked in order to worry her aching lower lips together around her swollen clit.

Taking to David's instruction Mary increased the speed of her hand, dragging up his length before switching tactics, when she noted the stiffness of his body she began moving her fists down his cock from the tip, allowing him to penetrate both, one after the other after the other. As he arched above the water she trembled and cried softly, his grip was almost painful, almost. His seed splattered the front of her new half-blouse a gob settling over her stiff and abandoned left nipple, the last of it trickling over her trembling fist secured about his girth. For a moment she held still before gingerly releasing his shaft and rinsing her hand through the water to grab the edge of the tub to hold herself steady.

She did not yet move, but watched her Master, her breath heavy and her cheeks and chest flushed. She found herself not wanting him to release her, she craved more but she bit her bottom lip, reddened and full she sucked it between her teeth. What would come next? To finish his bath or...had she opened a door she could not close, or simply would not wish to?

 

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David grit his teeth and released, one shot arching upwards and splattering against Mary's breast before she pulled back slightly and the rest of his shots simply fell back into the tub before the force was gone from them. The last few spurts from his cock simply ran down over her hands.

He sighed and let himself settle back into the tub, but noticed that mary's hand was loathe to leave his twitching cock, and followed him, still gripping, into the water.

No matter, he would lay like this, her hand gripping him. As he lay in the warm water, his cock softening very slowly due to her grip, he became aware of the fact that not only were her nipples hard, but also her face was a bit flush, she was breathing a bit heavily, and unless he missed his guess, the scent in the air was of arousal.

Finally after a long while, he tapped her hand and said, "Very good job Mary you may let me go now, I must continue to get ready lest I be late for work."

He stood and gestured for a nearby towel, his semi flaccid cock hanging only inches from her face where she knelt. Soon enough he'd be pouring his seed down her throat, and not onto her clothing, soon.

As he stepped out of the tub to dry, he mentioned, "Your attitude has been exemplary Mary, I shall see that you receive a small token of my gratitude tonight for my evening feeding. But please remember, I expect you to express twice more during the day. I need you to produce more if possible, and only by exercising those teats will you be ready for my needs."

He looked down at her, his cum on her gauzy gown, and added, "Your other uniform is in the cabinet by the way." He pointed to the cabinet with the linens, and when she looked confused he said, "Your contract provides you with two uniforms to start. That didn't just include your black and white serving outfit, but also this bathing uniform you see?"

He smiled and moved to the wash basin and mirror to lather his face and begin shaving, "As my personal maid, you'll have free access to this bathroom, my bedroom, and my office. As such you may keep your bathing gown here if you desire. It may be considered a bit unseemly for you to walk around the house in it."

David smirked as he pulled the new safety razor across his face, "Though, I might enjoy that. I know my father and the groundskeeper would appreciate the view at least."

 

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Mary sat back on her haunches as David rose above her, for a moment she took him in, the water trickling down his stomach and thighs before catching a glimpse of his flaccid member and averting her eyes. She rose when he stepped past her and fetched him his towel before making her way to the stove with urgency only to extinguish the flame and look to the half boiled pot with a wry smile. The water seemed to have no issue staying warm...perhaps he was a bit preoccupied to notice.

"...Only by exercising those teats will you be ready for my needs."

Mary looked down to herself, her flow was not obscenely bountiful but she had not dried up, she would do as instructed though and hope that she could produce enough for his tastes. She blushed at that, he did have peculiar tastes, then again she was not resisting them as much as she had though; she herself had some quirks.

"Thank you Master David, I do anticipate the seamstress's work." She moved to the cupboard and opened the slim doors, gathering two packages from within and clutch them to her breast without question; wincing for a moment as she had forgotten to clean the man's leftovers from her top. "Yes, thank you Sir and I will. Shall I expect to tuck you in the same time tonight?" Perhaps he had work to bring home or simply plans to himself, she wouldn't want to intrude.

David was deep in concentration for a moment as he ran the razor over his upper lip, making a funny face that caused a little smile to tug at Mary's lips. "Yes, unless otherwise updated do so." As he spoke she unwrapped the top package, "Though, I might enjoy that. I know my father and the groundskeeper would appreciate the view at least." "Sir!?" She shot David a bit of an alarmed look though he did not seem to notice.

Brushing it aside she moved to a counter and set her packages on top of it, she stole a glance of David as he shaved before disrobing. "Thank you for the uniforms, it makes laundry much more simple." Slipping from her skirt and folding it separately from the top, she would wash that after he set off to work. Mary lifted the new crisp uniform to admire it before examining what was left inside the paper, the modified shift that she had been informed of. With a little smile Mary pulled it on and cinched it beneath her breasts, there were indeed extra fabric to aid her breasts should they leak and though she should have expected it, panels for easier access to her breasts. It almost seemed amusing now, she gave a soft chuckle before smoothing the cream colored fabric and slipping into the bloomers and dress.

As she buttoned herself up she moved to check on David who had completed his task, "Is there anything else you need assistance with Sir? Or shall I clean up?" She asked as she began to coil her hair back into it's usual bun at the base of her neck, she would have to fetch the pins from his bedroom to completely secure it.

 

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"Sir?"

The woman seemed alarmed at that idea, showing her body practically naked in gauzy material to others. David chuckled and turned to face her, "I simply mean to say that you may wish to wear your maid's outfit into this room, and then change." He pointed to the tiled floor, "Here in this room."

He took a stroke of lather off his face carefully and then added, "In fact, I think from now on you'll enter and leave my room through the bathroom. When you come to tuck me in tonight, enter the bathroom, strip down to your garters and stockings, and then knock to enter my bedroom. That way you won't have to strip down in front of me. I sensed you had a little hesitation doing so last night."

He smiled and returned to his shaving, paying close attention to the task so he didn't cut himself.

"Is there anything else you need assistance with Sir? Or shall I clean up?"

David splashed his face and rubbed some after shave balm he had onto his skin. It was smooth and silky and smelling of mint. It cooled his skin and tingled as he rubbed it in. He turned and leaned against the wash basin stand, the towel around his thin waist barely covering his nudity. "Yes, in fact, you should be considering this as your little private domain. You will be beneath the other staff outside of my chambers, but inside, you are the boss of the other staff. To the point if you need a breather or bit of privacy while I am at work, you may avail yourself of these chambers."

He smiled and held up his finger, "As long as you make sure it is spic and span when I arrive home. Now how many servants can claim that type of freedom?"

He chuckled and let the towel fall to the floor as he strode back to his bed room, "Yes Mary, please clean these rooms while I'm at work, I shall expect to see you at bed time."

 

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"That is quite generous, of course I will keep them clean Sir." As she said it she looked about the bathroom with its lovely marble floor and the tub still full of cooling suds from his bath.

"Sir, do you mean to say I am to spend time in the bathroom?" She poked her head around the corner and scooted into the room behind him. She gathered up her clothing and hopped into her boots before brushing off the seat of his lounge chair just in case. With a little grumble she fetched the pins from the pocket of her older apron and dropped her bundle a moment, pinning her hair into place while holding the pins between her lips.

David smirked to himself at her confusion, "My office, my bedchamber and the bathroom yes; These are now your responsibilities." he responded while moving for the clothes that he had lain on the bead earlier.

Mary scooped up her old uniform and bobbed her head quickly, "Yes Sir I understand." She stepped for the door before giving pause, turning to catch a glimpse of his rounded little ass and quickly marched into the bathroom, "Have a lovely day at work." she said hurriedly as she closed the door and sagged against it. Looking around the bathroom again she sighed, "Well, I am his nursemaid as well..." She set her uniform atop the other that was wrapped promising herself to wash it and use the older one for less savory duties when called upon to help in the house.

Unbuttoning her sleeves and rolling them up she moved about the bathroom with ease, draining the tub, finding cloths to wipe it clean to avoid a soap ring before emptying the boiling pot. After cleaning up his shaving supplies Mary set off to find a broom and dust pan in order to give the floor a sweep.
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After taking David's dirty clothing down to be washed Mary had trudged up the steps yet again carrying a pale with a few cleaning supplies and tidied his room, ridding corners of any cobwebs, wiping down the wood carefully and making his bed with sharp corners. Fluffing his pillows and arranging them she mulled over the previous night and that morning, she examined herself in a full length mirror and found the uniform did fit her like a glove. Quite flattering in fact, the undergarment helped to support and retain her breasts much to her surprise. Smiling at her reflection Mary decided her new employer was quite generous. "On to the study!" she chirped to herself and took off to clean it as well.
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Admittedly Mary kept her head down for the day, she did not feel particularly chatty and so during lunch while one of the young housemaids chattered at her she simply nodded along, lost in thought of what was to come that evening. She had excused herself early to nip off to her room to tend to her swollen breasts, curling up upon her bed with a cloth. She felt it odd and a bit uncomfortable to waste the liquid but she had no other choice.

As the day wore on Mary took a stroll around the grounds, stopping at the chicken coop to toss a few bread scraps to the noisy hens. The rooster stood aloof with his comb raised and chest out in a proud display. Mary had laughed at that and chided him, not that the bird paid her any heed. There was a lovely tree that cast an abundance of shade on a grassy little spot that she settled herself beneath with a book.

After dinner Mary leaped up from the table with apologies, Mrs McCooley giving her a frown at her impolite behavior before the girl gathered her dishes and washed them herself. She all but ran up the steps and pressed herself against David's bedroom door, hearing no noise within she slid in and rooted around in his amour. She had wanted to lay out David's dressing gown and it was quite late but she had at least half an hour, she was certain of it. As she pulled aside each hanger she frowned, it wasn't until she pulled the second to last hanger aside that she found the garment and slid it off and into her arms.

The material was glorious, smooth and light, "This must have cost a pretty penny!" She moved to gently lay the material out across his bed and turned, grabbing the corner of his book to turn it just so on the little end table beside David's lounge chair. "That should do." with that Mary set off for the servants quarters for a quick wash before her evening duties, a bit tired but none worse for wear.

 

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David Taft found himself both distracted and yet also very at ease for the work day. It was a simple thing, having had a woman stroke him to completion. He'd always been taught in his youth that touching oneself was a sin. Not that he had much time or patience for church, and only made the most cursory attempts at sunday service. There were appearances to keep up after all, and his family had money and power in this town. With that came the expectation that his family would be in their pew on sundays.

So because of that upbringing, he tended not to stroke himself off very often. A few times a week at most, and even that only because it seemed to relieve his condition. He noticed it as a teen, that his condition grew worse if he went too long between spilling his seed. So after unloading on Mary's thigh last night, and again this morning, maybe he was feeling relaxed and at ease.

In any regard, his day was full of trivialities and enough work to keep him occupied, though he did consider how enjoyable this evening would be. He was determined to get further with her tonight, and he would absolutely insist on starting a shaving routine with her.

As he left work, he turned his horse left, towards town center instead of right to head up the hill towards home. An advertisement he'd seen earlier in the week had been stuck in his mind. He found the chemist's shop that sold such implements and bought two such safety razors, as well as a package of the blades, another bar of shaving soap, more of his after shaving balm, and then a small kit of implements to go along with the shaving supplies; small sicsors, a comb, etc.

Once his purchase was wrapped and bagged, he traveled to the liquour store and purchased a bottle of brandy, as well as one of scotch, and one of sherry. None of them terribly expensive, but certainly nothing low shelf that he would mind drinking. As a last thought, he purchased a pair of matching crystal glasses to go with the booze. It might look odd for Mary to bring two glasses to his room at night and he didn't care to have the servants talking.

One last stop at a women's finery store for some inspiration, but no purchases were made that day. Then it was off to home.

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He spent the evening with his father and his father's guest, a neighbor of moderate wealth. The man was nouveau riche however, and not as noble as the Taft family. But still money was money, and the man wasn't a complete bore. Father certainly liked him. David kept up as much pretense of sociability as possible until finally his father and the guest broke out the cigars. That was when David begged off, wanting to go read in his room for a while before Mary came. He'd be glad of the time to wind down before training his new maid a little further.

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Once in his room he found the silk dressing gown laid out with the silken pajamas. "Well done Mary," he muttered as he changed out of his stuffy suit. It was a comfort to relax for a little while in the outfit, setting the three bottles of amber and darker liquid out on his desk with the two crystal glasses. But instead of reading his novel from the other night, he instead pulled out his book of erotic drawings. Flipping open the pages to several that showed women who'd shaved the hair from betwixt their thighs, he then dug out the packet of photographs of prostitutes and loose women he'd collected and arrayed those on the desk as well. Almost all of the women pictured had one thing in common, be they drawing or photograph, and that was that their slits were denuded of hair. Some more than others, and some women had no hair at all upon their privates.

David leaned back and looked through the book of drawings slowly and compared them to the photographs. He poured a glass of scotch and sipped it slowly, waiting for Mary to enter. He hoped that she remembered the direction he'd given her, for her to enter clad only in stockings and garter, and through the bathroom instead of the main door to the hall. His cock was semi turgid, eager to play with her again tonight as he waited.