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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 III – Caroline’s Realm
“Enough, Harriet. I think you’ve had enough excitement for the day.”
Harriet looked up in surprise. She had been so engrossed in her work that she did not notice her cousin’s approach.
Smiling, Caroline stroked a hand down Harriet’s back. “It looks like you’ve worked up quite a sweat.”
Harriet shivered at the touch and then blushed furiously. She knew that all day she had been on edge but she didn’t realize quite how apparent it was to anyone else.
“Don’t worry,” Caroline laughed. “I think it looks quite good on you. You know, all glowing from awareness of your essential nature.”
“My nature, ma’am?”
“Yes, you’re a born slut. You’ve only just now begun to embrace it.”
Harriet wanted to argue with her cousin. However, as she stood up from her stool, she was damp on both thighs and there was a slick of her juices on the stool.
“Yet another reason why I’ll be keeping you off the furniture.” Caroline shook her head. “Well? What are you waiting for? Clean it up.”
Looking around, Harriet could not see any napkins or cloths that she could use. “What should I use, ma’am?”
“Honestly, do I have to tell you how to do everything?”
“I’m sorry, ma’am.”
“Use your tongue.”
Harriet felt faint. Just the other day, she had tasted herself for the first time after her training session with the maid and manservant. Then, she had to lick herself off her cousin’s hand that had trailed between her legs. This time, she would have to bend over and lick herself off the leather.
“We don’t have all day,” Caroline stated as she began tapping her foot.
“Yes, ma’am,” replied Harriet. She lowered herself to her knees and leaned forward. The leather was warm beneath her tongue and she soon lost herself in the slightly acrid and salty taste of herself on the hide.
“My, my,” gloated Caroline. “It looks like I’ll have to give you more chances to indulge yourself.”
Harriet pulled back, her face flaming in embarrassment. She hadn’t realized that she was licking well beyond where her juices had touched. “What do you mean, ma’am?”
“You obviously love the taste of leather. I have many pairs of shoes that could use a good cleaning.” Caroline petted her on the head. “In fact, I think I might have you start tonight.” She laughed and tugged slightly on Harriet’s hair. “Come along now.”
Not knowing whether her cousin was being serious or not, Harriet rose to her feet. Her head couldn’t seem to stop spinning. The way that her body was reacting to everything that was happening
Caroline did not bother to wipe the smirk from her lips as she walked down the passageway with her ward. Things were moving along rather nicely and she could hardly restrain herself from claiming the younger woman’s virginity that very minute. She knew, however, that a little more time for Harriet to wait while her sex marinated from the constant stimulation would make her all the more malleable.
It was a good thing that she did not need to deny herself. She intended to take at least two of the maids to bed following the meal break. She just had to figure out what to do with Harriet in the hours before eventide.
Dinner that night was a roast lamb with mint jelly. Caroline enjoyed having Harriet’s soft tongue clean her fingers of juices and she was startled when her head groom coughed from the doorway.
“Yes, Sean?”
“My Lady, I think its time. Both of the mare’s are ready to be covered and Fire Master is raring to go.”
Caroline’s eyes lit up. “Perfect,” she cooed. This would be the best thing possible for Harriet’s continued education. “I want you to take my cousin down to witness the event.”
“You don’t want to be there, My Lady?”
“No, I’ve got other plans.” She reached down and grasped Harriet’s chin. “You’ll go with them and do what they say. I’ll expect a full report when you return.” She took note of her cousin’s pale face. “Don’t worry. None of the grooms or hands will touch you.”
“Thank you, ma’am,” Harriet whispered.
“Take her down and have someone bring her back when everything is over.”
“Yes, My Lady.” Sean waited for Harriet to rise and go over to him. “Shall I use the special hold?”
“No, I don’t think it’ll be necessary. She’ll obey you.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Harriet agreed. “Thank you, ma’am.” Harriet was uncommonly grateful for the concession and she made sure to stay right beside the groom as they left the room.
Caroline rang the bell. She smiled at Martha. “Tell Cook that dinner tonight was exemplary.”
“Yes, My Lady. Will that be all?”
“No. I want two of the more flexible young women up in my room by the time I get there.”
“Any preferences?”
“Not Jenny. I don’t think she’s earned the privilege of my bed.”
“You’re right, of course, My Lady. It will be done.” Martha nodded once before hurrying off on her mission. She found the perfect choices polishing silver in the anteroom to the kitchen.
“Claire and Sarah, go quickly to the laundry room and give yourselves a good scrubbing. Her Ladyship wants you upstairs on the double.”
Both young women flushed and dropped their eyes from the knowing looks of the other servants in the room.
Martha followed them in and watched with an eagle eye while the women stripped and began to clean themselves. Claire was a ginger haired young woman with a dusting of freckles covering most of her body. Sarah was a pale blonde, who was twice as well endowed as her fellow maid.
“Everywhere, girls. I want you to get behind your ears, too. Remember, this is for the lady of the house.”
“Should we clean our insides?”
“Good idea.” Martha moved to one of the lower shelves and pulled out an enema and douche bag. Handing it off to the girls, she said, “Take turns doing one another. One round should do it and then you should get yourselves upstairs on the double. You know how she likes you.”
“Yes, ma’am,” they answered, filling the bags with a bit of warm, soapy water. They looked at each other silently before Claire shrugged.
Claire bent over first to receive the warm liquid in her bowels and birth canal. Neither woman was unfamiliar with the other and they giggled as their touches tickled the other.
“Don’t go too far. Your pleasure is hers this evening.”
Both maids bowed their heads and finished their tasks. With a final inspection, Martha let them dress again and directed them upstairs. Shaking her head, she returned to the kitchen to oversee the remainder of the cleanup.
Caroline opened her bedroom door and stood for a moment admiring her view. The two comely maids were standing at the end of her bed, their arms about each other’s waist.
Stalking closer, she ran her fingers over the small bits of exposed flesh before her. Running a finger along one girl’s wrist and then tickling across the other’s chest. She tugged on Claire’s hair and then kissed the exposed throat. Grabbing hold of the back of Sarah’s neck, she kissed her hard. Releasing her hold on both girls, Caroline stalked over to the mirror and held out her arms.
The maids rushed over and began to remove her clothes. As each item was removed, they folded or hung it carefully. Just being in the proximity of their powerful employer excited them both.
When Caroline was naked, she sauntered to the bed and situated herself on the fluffy pillows against the headboard. “Strip yourselves,” she ordered.
The maids quickly complied. They treated their own clothes with less respect and merely dropped them where they were standing.
“Come to me, my girls. Honor your mistress.”
The two women climbed on either side of the bed and with light touches of their lips began their obeisance. Starting at her feet, they moved upwards, making sure their breasts and nipples were in constant contact with their mistress. It was torment for them and her but one Caroline allowed.
Caroline spread her arms wide and enjoyed the double attention. Her breathing deepened as the women skipped over her mound and moved to her luscious breasts. Their tongues danced over the pliant flesh before sucking her erect nipples into their mouths to suck and scrape with teeth.
Almost moaning out loud, Caroline reached out to hold Sarah’s head to her breast and to push Claire down between her legs.
Claire quickly obeyed the pressure and kissed her way down Caroline’s body. She marveled at the textures of her Mistresses body. Her skin was so soft from the beauty treatments but the kinky hair between her legs.
Offering a kiss to both inner thighs, she mouthed Caroline’s mound. As Caroline’s legs relaxed open, she licked her way from top to bottom. Claire swilled her tongue in the copious fluid and then opened her mouth to suck Caroline’s clitoris into her mouth. Keeping up the pressure, she flicked the tiny bud until Caroline finally pushed her head away.
Caroline rose from the bed and stretched. She murmured in pleasure as she looked down at her eager servants. That one climax was lovely but she required more.
“Sarah, kneel at the foot of the bed and lean your head back.”
Obeying, Sarah slid her legs beneath the frame as she watched the approach of Caroline, she was glad for the support for her back and neck.
Smiling at the quick compliance, Caroline stepped forward. Her hungry cunt was at the perfect height for Sarah’s mouth to reach. When Sarah opened her mouth in anticipation, she said, “Good girl. Start gently, I’m still sensitive.”
Any response from Sarah was muffled by her mouthful of dark hair. She started by sucking the drops of liquid essence from between her Mistresses legs. She then began to trail her tongue in the dark furrow, keeping clear of the hard bundle of nerves for the time being.
With the awkward position of her neck, it was difficult for Sarah to breathe but she was not complaining. She clenched her thighs together rhythmically and just moaned, “please,” as she licked and sucked fervently.
“Claire,” demanded Caroline. “Get behind me and tongue my rosebud. I want to hear you back there.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Claire mumbled as she got into position. She had been feeling jealous as she watched her fellow maid’s head bob up and down.
Claire enjoyed serving her Mistress but wished that she could be the one with her mouth full of pussy instead of having to wipe her tongue over her ass while being sure to sound appreciative for the opportunity.
Quickly, though, she was panting and moaning for real. Keeping her hands grasped behind her back less she inadvertently touch the beautiful body with them, Claire worked her nose into the crevice of Caroline’s ass cheeks and her tongue in and out of the tight ring. As usual, except for a musky scent, her Mistress was clean and there was plenty of natural lubricant from her earlier orgasm to ease her tongue in and out.
Caroline stood tall and proud as she was pleasured front and back. It took all of her self-control to continue standing as the orgasmic waves flowed from her center. Her nipples became even more erect and her toes curled as her climax peaked, ebbed, and peaked again.
“Enough, my pretties.” Caroline moved back and looked at the two maids.
Their hair was askew and the eyes were bright. Both their light coloring showed up the blush that painted their chests and cheeks.
“You’ve both done well. Would you like to come yourselves?”
“Oh, My Lady,” Claire whispered.
Sarah responded, “If that should please you, My Lady.”
“I wouldn’t have offered otherwise.” Caroline reclined onto the bed and rearranged the pillows behind her back, so that she was sitting partially up. She bent both her legs and indicated for Sarah and Claire to place themselves in position. Crossing her hands across her stomach, she relaxed in post-coital bliss.
The maids clambered onto the soft mattress and set themselves on their knees with their Mistresses’ long legs between their own. There were twin gasps as they pressed their throbbing flesh against Caroline’s shins.
After a breath, Sarah asked, “May we take hold?”
“You may.”
Their legs braced wide, they grasped her thighs and thrust against her shins. Both women shuddered as they tried to stay still and wait for permission to move.
“Begin,” Caroline said.
The maids humped her legs with greater and greater enthusiasm as their own long delayed orgasms approached. They struggled to kept their eyes on their Mistress and hold back their orgasm until she gave them leave to succumb.
“Come now,” ordered Caroline. She watched as the two women’s smooth movements became erratic and jerky as they climaxed. Allowing them a minute to regain their composure, she moved her own legs and was rewarded by another shudder running through their bodies.
“Well done.” She patted the tops of their down bent heads. When they looked up to her in gratitude, she smiled. “I know,” she said. “Now, clean me off.”
The two maids scooted back and began to lick her legs clean. As they finished her shins, they moved upwards and soon, all three were laughing as they competed for space in the narrow area between Caroline’s legs. The maids soon found a way to fit both so that both their tongues could duel to see who would bring their Mistress to the third climax of the evening.
Finally sated, Caroline brought her legs together. The thrum that ran through her veins was a welcome relief after the day’s tension. She started when there was a knock at the door.
Not bothering to cover herself, she called out, “Enter.”
The door slowly opened and the blonde head of her cousin peeked around the door.
“Ah, Harriet.” Caroline waved at the two maids and they quickly leaped from the bed and grabbed up their clothes. With a final curtsey, they dashed from the room without bothering to dress.
“Harriet?” Caroline called again when her cousin failed to respond.
Harriet pulled her eyes from the empty doorway. She had been transfixed by the view of the two naked women. “I’m sorry, ma’am. What did you say?”
Grinning, Caroline stood up from the bed and slowly reached for her robe. Sensuously, she pulled the silk up to drape over her body. She knew that her body was well maintained and that many of her lovers had commented on her beauty. The look in Harriet’s eyes was yet another validation of her continued ability to captivate.
“Close your mouth, Harriet.”
Harriet snapped her mouth closed and tried to get her panting under control. She was almost at the limits of her ability. All day, every move had stimulated her and she had just spent two hours in the highly erotically charged atmosphere of the breeding sheds. Now, she had her breath taken away by the vision of her dark haired cousins wonderful body.
Caroline had dark hair on her head and between her legs. Her legs were strong from the years of riding and her bosom had no sag, despite their size and her years. There was still a hint of cleavage from the loosely closed robe and Harriet forced her eyes away from the tempting sight.
“Ma’am, you wanted a report?”
“Yes, I do.” Caroline seated herself in a wing-backed chair. “Come over here and kneel before me and tell me all about it.”
Harriet obeyed and was immediately distracted by the long, bare legs before her. Knowing this, Caroline crossed her legs and extended one well manicured food to tap Harriet’s chin.
“Focus, young woman. You wouldn’t want to disappoint me.”
“No, ma’am.” Harriet crossed her arms behind her back and cleared her throat. “We went to another building than the one that we visited today. It had two large rooms and a wide hallway and the floor was very soft.”
“I know what my breeding shed looks like. Tell me about the process.”
“Of course. They brought the mares in first. They each went into their own room and had their tales wrapped. One of the men wiped them down. He was, uh, very thorough.” She coughed. “After that, they tied their heads to the wall and put blindfolds on them.”
“They are both experienced mares and don’t need breeding hobbles but Sean was wise not to take chances with them getting skittish.”
“Then the stallion came in. He was very excited and made a lot of noise.”
“Yes, he sounds when he gets the scent of a receptive mare in his nose.” Caroline trailed her fingers down her throat and chest and smiled when Harriet’s eyes followed every move she made. “Do go on,” she purred.
“One of the boys, uh, handled his, uh…”
“The stallions cock, dear. Do use the proper terms.”
Harriet took a deep breath. “The boy washed the cock with soap and water.”
“That’s called teasing. It keeps the stallion from wasting too much energy mounting before he’s really ready.”
“It…I mean the cock got really large.”
“Yes, that’s called belling of the penis. It is quite a sight. Go on.” Caroline squeezed her legs together. It was just too precious that she was able to vicariously relieve the breeding while her embarrassed cousin struggled to find the terms. “Pray continue,” she said.
“The stallion was led first into the room with the chestnut mare. He was gentle at first, nuzzling against her. They kept pulling him away, though, when he wanted to, uh, get on the mare.”
“That’s called mounting. They were doing more teasing, too.”
“One of the boys finally moved the mare’s tail out of the way and let him mount. It was pretty quick for him to go from all tense to completely relaxed.”
“That’s a man for you.” Caroline winked at her cousin. She nearly laughed as Harriet paled. “That’s right. You have no experience with the male of the species.”
“They scare me,” Harriet admitted in a quiet voice.
“They can be intimidating to the unitiated. With my guidance, you won’t have to worry about them taking any liberties with you for a while.” Caroline moved her foot up to stroke Harriet’s face. “As I told you before, I’ll be the one making a woman of you.”
Harriet swallowed. After what she had witnessed this evening, she was terrified about what her cousin’s promise meant for her.
“Don’t worry, poppet. I’ll make sure that every inch you take you’ll be begging for more.”
Harriet did not know whether she should thank her cousin for that comment or not. Deciding to go back to the somewhat safer topic of her evening’s experiences, she nodded, rubbing her cheek against the sole of her cousin’s foot. Taking a breath, she said, “After he dismounted, they led him back into the hallway. One of the boys washed him off again and then put some jelly on his cock.”
“That’s to make sure there is no spread of disease and the lubricant is sometimes necessary for intromission.”
“Intromission? What does that mean?”
“The insertion of the penis into the vagina.” She paused. “What else would those be called?”
“The cock and cunt, ma’am.”
“And the insertion?”
“Fu…fucking, ma’am.”
“Very good. Were there any problems with the second covering?”
“No, ma’am. He was all sweaty and they soaped him off and walked the mares around.”
“They weren’t torn were they?”
“Torn?”
“Sometimes the stallion is so large that he can tear the channel.”
“No, ma’am. There wasn’t any bleeding that I could see.”
Caroline nodded. “Excellent. When I take you, I’ll make sure to start small. Other than your maidenhood’s puncturing, there won’t be any bleeding your first time.” She stood up and moved close to her kneeling cousin. Caroline knew that tonight’s earlier activities and their conversation had had aroused her again and that her scent would be tickling her cousin’s nose.
“I’m looking forward to tomorrow,” Caroline said. “I think that instead of transcribing my father’s work in the afternoon that we’ll reserve that time for your deflowering.” She brushed Harriet’s bangs from her eyes. “Won’t that be something to look forward to?”
Harriet’s mouth was suddenly dry. Her heart started racing and black spots appeared before her eyes.
“Breath, Harriet.” She went down on one knee and, holding Harriet’s face in both hands, spoke slowly and clearly. “I’ll be introducing you to unimaginable pleasure, not damaging you in any way. Believe me, you’ll never be the same and you’ll never want to go back to the way things were before.” She smiled. “Now, let me ring for Martha to come and put you away. You’ll need to be well rested for tomorrow.”
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