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Title: Caroline’s Realm
Author: Euryleia Rider
Synopsis: Wealthy, dominating woman takes in penniless relation.
Contact: euryleia_at_hotmail.com
Part II – Caroline’s Realm
Caroline left Harriet to her thoughts for the rest of the day. Her plans of molding the young woman into a purely sexual being was well on the way. As she busied herself with managing her estates accounts, she could not help but notice that she was dripping wet.
Ringing the bell, she smiled when Martha came to the library door. “Martha, I need some relief. Who do you recommend?”
“I believe that Sarah has been doing particularly well these past few days. Shall I send her here or do you want her prepared for your room?”
“Oh, I’ve too much to do today. Send her here and then keep her in rotation for a trip to my room at a later date.”
“Of course, My Lady.” Martha dropped a curtsey, even though her mistress’s attention was back on the papers before her. She quickly searched the lower levels for the lucky maid and sent her to the library after a quick scrubbing of her hands and face.
“Uh, My Lady. You wished to see me?”
Caroline glanced up. “No, dear. I don’t wish to see you at all.” She pushed back from her desk. “Come here and get busy.”
Sarah blushed and hurried over to the desk. Lowering herself to her knees, she crawled the final feet until she was under the heavy oak piece and facing her employer.
Moving back, Caroline rapped smartly on the top of the desk. “Lift my skirts carefully, I don’t want there to be wrinkles.”
Sarah mumbled, “No, My Lady. I’ll be careful.”
Starting at the slim ankles, she lifted and folded the cloth until she revealed Caroline’s creamy thighs. She took extra effort to make sure that her hands never touched skin. Taking a deep breath, she leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on her mistresses’ mound.
“Good girl. You may begin.”
Using her nose, lips and tongue, Sarah worked first to get through the damp hair that covered her mistresses’ nether lips. In time, she was able to run her tongue along the furrow and tickle the hardening nub. She loved the tasted and spent much of her time, lapping from the source. Sarah could not help smiling when the first tiny shudder went through her mistress. She stabbed her tongue into the gushing tunnel and felt the throb as Caroline’s inner muscles tensed.
Caroline hardly made a sound or move as she was pleasured. She had to admit that the maid was very good at what she did. For that reason alone, she allowed Sarah her smile of victory, knowing that her maid’s work had only just begun.
Keeping her attention tightly focused, even as her jaw and mouth grew tired, Sarah stayed under the desk for hours. Her tongue felt too swollen to speak when her employer finally pushed back and stood up.
“Well done, Sarah. I’ll have to have you back again soon.” Caroline spoke as she straightened her clothes. “You have my permission to rest until supper.”
“Thank you, My Lady.”
Caroline nodded absently as she gathered up the items to be mailed. She called for a small plate of cheese and bread and took it to her bed with a new novel by Susan Ferrier. She had heard that it was as racy as her last and she could not wait another day before reading it.
It was quite dark, when Harriet startled awake. She lay bound in the dark room wondering way had awoken her. Then, she heard again the sound of something or someone moving across the carpet toward her. Her pulsed raced. In her current situation of being spread eagle on the bed, she couldn’t defend herself. She shrieked when she felt the covers being pulled down.
“Shush!” Whispered a voice as she was slapped on her bare ass.
“Please, don’t.”
“Quiet, you. You think you’re so high and mighty but it’s you with your bum in the air, isn’t it.” The young maid, Jenny, slapped Harriet’s buttocks with her hand.
“Ow, please don’t.”
“Why not? I should punish you for what you put me through today.”
“Why?” Harriet wailed. “I thought you enjoyed it?”
“Oh, I got pleasure from his tongue but that doesn’t help where my mouth had to be.”
“You don’t like fell...fellatio?”
“No, I don’t like giving blow jobs.” Jenny spanked her again. She liked the way the flesh trembled and turned red so much that she did it again and again. She was so lost in her actions that she didn’t hear the door open behind her.
“Well. What do we have here?”
Jenny whirled and then dropped to her knees. “Oh, My Lady. I...”
“Silence.” Caroline walked forward and placed her cool fingers on the well-marked derriere. “You’ve done quite a job here, Jenny.”
Wisely, the maid held her tongue.
“However, I don’t recall instructing you in this endeavor.” She glared down at the cowering woman. “What do you have to say for yourself?”
“I’m sorry, My Lady. I was angry at her and…”
“Angry? Whatever did she do to you?”
“The, uh, the instruction today.” Jenny blushed furiously. “I shouldn’t have had to blow him.”
Caroline reached down and grabbed Jenny’s chin. “As long as you take my money, you’ll take my orders. It was my order you followed and not Harriet’s doing. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, My Lady.”
“Now, you’ve abused my property and you’ll be punished for that.” Caroline released her hold on Jenny and paced the room while she thought of the most appropriate way to put the young woman in her place.
She came back to the bed and sat down beside her still bound
niece. A part of her had to admire that Harriet had kept quiet since her
arrival. Caroline amused herself with stroking her nails down the taut
stretched back. Since her arrival at the manor and the strict diet she was
following, Harriet was becoming even more comely.
“All right, Jenny. You obviously need an opportunity to reassess the use of your mouth. Toward that end, you will begin each day for the next fortnight on your knees in the larder. You will welcome each member of the household who wishes you good morning to a climax. We will check with the staff to make sure that you are attending to your duties with alacrity. Failure to provide satisfaction will result in an additional punishment. I’m thinking about something in the stables.” Caroline smiled with no warmth. “Do you have anything to say?”
“No, My Lady.”
“Really? You don’t want to thank me for being so generous?”
Jenny could not raise her head. “Thank you, My Lady,” she whispered.
“Much better. Now, don’t you think it would be nice if you kissed the flesh you injured while telling her how sorry you are?”
Knowing that there was really no point in what she thought, Jenny rose up and placed a kiss on Harriet’s butt. “I’m sorry,” she murmured.
“Surely, you can do better than that?”
Putting her back into it, Jenny placed several fervent kisses on the still rosy behind. “I’m truly sorry. Please believe me. I’m really, really sorry for spanking you.”
“Good job. I’m sure that you need to get a good night’s sleep so that you can be bright eyed tomorrow morning to start your penance. You’re dismissed.”
Jenny shot upright and dropped a quick curtsey before rushing from the room.
For a moment, after the echo of the closing door faded, Caroline continued to idly run her fingers along Harriet’s arms and flanks.
“Now, what are we going to do with you?” she finally asked.
Harriet jerked. The soft touches had been soothing after the trauma of the night and she’d nearly fallen asleep. “I’m sorry, ma’am. What do you mean?”
“I can’t have you antagonizing the servants. It’s so hard to find good help these days and I’ll not have you be the cause of their desertion.”
Taking a breath, Harriet stopped herself from speaking out about unfair things were. Instead, she said, “No, ma’am. I’ll do better to keep you pleased.”
“Excellent. I’m so glad that we’re on the same page with this. Hopefully, the corset should arrive first thing tomorrow but, if it doesn’t, I’ll still expect you to be by my side.”
Resigned, Harriet sighed. “Yes, ma’am. I’ll be happy to be with you.”
Caroline patted her on the behind and rose from the bed. “Fine. You rest now. I’ll keep the door locked and give only Martha the key. You will not have to worry about any more late night visits.”
“Thank you, ma’am,” Harriet said. She was again strangely grateful for how well she was being taken care of by her cousin.
At breakfast the next morning, Caroline had just put her plate with the rest of the scrambled eggs on the floor for Harriet to lick when Martha entered the dinning room.
“Mr. Chambers and his staff have arrived, My Lady.”
“Good. Take Harriet in when she’s done here and fetch me when he’s ready to present her.
Harriet was hungry and she thought little of lowering her face to the plate for the remaining morsels of food. She stood up when the plate was clean.
“Oh, you’re a right mess,” Martha laughed as she pulled out a large napkin and wiped Harriet’s face off. “Come along now. We shouldn’t keep everyone waiting.” With the expertise of long practice, she inserted her fingers and thumb into the girl and led her to the small room adjacent to the parlor.
There, she handed over Harriet to the two assistants. These young men were professionals and hardly batted an eye when the naked woman was presented to them. The first one held up a single piece of leather that went from her pubic area to just under her breasts. The other assistant began lacing up a second piece along one side. Once that was laced, he went to the other side and laced up that side. Both the sidepieces were high up on her hips and ended well below her armpits. Completing that side, the assistant moved to the back and began securing the entire outfit together.
During the entire operation, they had not bothered to speak one word to her or to each other. They continued to work in silence as they concentrated on tightening all the straps until her breath was short. After they finished, they stepped back.
When Mr. Chambers stepped up, Harriet began to tremble. If possible she almost felt more naked in these three pieces of leather than when she was completely nude. Her smallish breasts seemed prominent as they sat perched on their new shelf.
He gazed at her with a critical eye before turning to his assistants. “Well, done boys. I think we’re ready to show her Ladyship the final product.”
Sending for one of the maids, they all waited anxiously for Caroline to get herself situated in the parlor. At the signal, Mr. Chambers led the way in with Harriet right behind him. The two assistants led her over to the small stage and backed up as soon as she was set.
“My Lady, I hope that it meets with your approval.” Mr. Chambers buffed a small section with his handkerchief. “Of course, had I known that she was going to lose weight, I would have made the necessary adjustments before my arrival.”
“Oh, you’ve done a marvelous job. Turn about, Harriet. I want to see it all.”
The corset was crafted from beautifully burnished black leather and it was molded against Harriet’s body. The back curved over each buttock and had a lip over her crack that drew attention to her assets. In front, the young woman finally had cleavage. There was the addition of a small, specially hardened area over the clitoris.
Caroline clapped delightedly. “Well, done. I can hardly wait for the rest of the pieces.”
“It was my pleasure.” Mr. Chambers bowed slightly and took his leave.
For what seemed like an eternity, Caroline admired her beautifully attired cousin. Shaking herself from her daze, she stood up and made her way to the door. “Come on, Harriet. Remember your promise from last night to stay close.”
“Yes, ma’am.’
Harriet hurried to catch up and tried not to think as her cousin led her around the house and grounds in her weekly inspection. They went through the stables and gardens and Caroline seemed to think nothing of discussing the mundane affairs of the estate while her more nude than dressed cousin stood submissively by her side.
The many workers on the estate were glad for the bit of eye candy that they were given. Of course, they were careful to make sure that their primary attention was on the Lady of the Manor. She tended to ask very pointed questions and woe be any of her staff that were not prepared for anything she wanted.
Harriet found herself aroused every time she made a move. The piece that cupped her so gently in front also pressed just right on her clitoris. Walking was difficult but even standing still was a chore. She was torn between relief and anguish when Caroline led her into the study and bade her to work while she read the letters that had arrived in that day’s post.
As Harriet typed the stirring words, she shifted about, shooting sparks of pleasure through her center. She was unable to keep still. Unbeknownst to her, Caroline watched her sinuous movements avidly. Her plan of turning the young innocent into a sexual demon craving release was becoming a reality.
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