The large white house stood alone and back from the street.
The laurel bushes discreetly hid its front door. He rang the bell and
waited. The door opened and a pretty maid dressed in her black & white
uniform invited him in. 'Please wait in the library sir' she requested
as she opened the door to the room. 'Madam Estelle is expecting you.'
He handed the maid 25 guineas. She curtseyed and left him alone with the
books. The library was large and the shelves were of dark mahogany. He
sat down to wait. Michael Madsen was perhaps the most eligible bachelor
in the land after royalty. At 26 he was a multi millionaire and had ended
his service in the Great War a major, the most highly decorated soldier
the Empire had. The war had ended 20 months before; he was now back in
civilian life growing his vast fortune. Every young Deb in the land was
linked with him but Madsen needed a special woman, Madam Estelle was special
but she wasn't 'on the market'. The library door opened quietly. Two pretty
girls stood in the doorway. Milly was a pretty blonde with tight curly
hair to her shoulders. Abigail was a Raven-haired brunette her dark hair
cut into a bob. Both were dressed identically. Black leather corset, white
silk knickers, black stockings and knee high black lace up boots. Both
girls wore elbow length black leather gloves.
'Madam will see you now; come with us' Abigail made the command crisp.
He followed the girls up the wide staircase. At the top
of the stairs they turned right along a dark corridor. At the end of the
corridor a closed door faced them. To the left an open bedroom door. Milly
guided Madsen through it. 'Strip' she commanded. No respect for his lofty
position in polite society in her voice at all. He did as he was bid.
Both girls enjoying watching his growing nudity. Likewise on his part,
their corsets did a fine job of exposing their breasts to his gaze and
he was aware of a semi erection as he dropped his underpants to the floor.
'I will inform Madam you're ready' said Abi and left to enter the room
next-door. Milly sidled up beside Madsen, her gloved left hand cupping
his white buttocks, her right hand masturbating his cock. 'Madam's gonna
stripe this lily white arse of yours Major, lots and lots of dark red
lines' she whispered into his ear. 'Oooo', her gloved finger found his
anus. 'And when she sees this little chap, she might even decide to fuck
you like this' her finger penetrated him causing him to gasp 'Follow me'
Abi's crisp command broke the spell and they walked the few short steps
to the main room.
As he entered, Madsen sported a full stiff erection. 'Kneel!' Abi's command
was followed by her pushing him to his knees. In front of him stood his
'special' woman. Five foot ten inches in her stockings, her high-heeled
boots now took her to over six feet and she towered above Madsen. Her
copper red hair swept back from her face into a high ponytail. A light
grey cape covered her arms and body. Her dark blue eyes bore into him.
Estelle was a mystery. He guessed she was about 25; she had a perfect
Roedean accent, this huge house and a finely honed skill for inflicting
just the correct amount of pain at any given moment. Where does a 25-year-old
beauty learn stuff like that…..? She had the most exclusive clientele
possible, 25 guineas a session confirmed that! Her gaze went from his
face to his erection. Her brow furrowed, she tilted her head to one side,
'Explain'. Her quiet voice asked the one word question, as would a schoolteacher
seeking an answer from a classroom. He lowered his gaze. 'I said, explain!'
The stern tone of her voice made his heart race. His eyes flicked up to
her face. She was looking at Abi. She indicated with her eyes that the
girl should remove her cape. Abi stepped across and loosened the cape.
Beneath Estelle also wore a black leather corset but she wore no knickers.
Her vivid red bush was proof of her being a true redhead. Her arms she
held behind her back but he could see they held a black riding crop. She
squatted down in front of him. Her gloved hand around his cock. She rubbed
his penis back to attention. Standing up she called Milly to her. 'Hands'
she commanded. Milly held out her gloved hands. Estelle sniffed them both.
' My oh my Milly, what a silly girl you are! You can't help yourself can
you?' The poor blonde girl look terrified. Her big blue eyes grew wider;
she bit her bottom lip and switched her gaze to the floor. 'You always
just have to play with their arses, boys or girls…………... don't you?' Estelle
had moved to stand directly in front of her servant. 'Honest Ma'am I only
rubbed him a bit……..' 'And you poked your finger up there didn't you……………..didn't
you?' Estelle raised her voice with the question. Milly simply nodded.
'Very well, I promised you a whipping the next time you did it and a whipping
is what you shall have! Let down your knickers and lay over the block',
Abigail, strap her down' Estelle now turned her attention back to Madsen.
His erection had now subsided. 'Rather a bonus for you isn't it' she said.
'Ironic' thought Madsen, 'Yours is the white bottom going to be striped'
As Abi strapped her friend down Milly pleaded with her mistress not to
beat her. On and on she begged but Estelle simply ignored her. Tightening
her gloves against her fingers, she laid the crop down, when satisfied
with her gloves she walked to the rack of canes and selected a dark brown
one, maybe half an inch thick. Milly twisted her head to see and began
to blub. 'Oh no Ma'am, please not the dragon, please Ma'am, please………….'
Madsen watched transfixed. Estelle stood behind Milly. The poor girl was
straining against the straps. Estelle's beautiful bottom was framed against
the corset, Her gloved arm outstretched, the cane measured the distance.
Whoosh - crack! Milly screamed out loud, tears came at once. Madsen marveled
at the Domina's skill. He was transfixed as her buttocks clenched together
at the end of the stroke. It was a bottom to die for; the only visible
follow through was her ponytail. Although her arm drew back, the main
motion was the deft flick of her wrist. The whole motion seemed so gentle,
so controlled but at the other end of the action, poor Milly struggled
and screamed. Estelle made sure her maid felt every single stroke. Five
further strokes followed in rapid succession. When it was over the girl
lay gasping across the block. Her body convulsing with sobs. Six dark
red lines contrasting with the milky white of her buttocks. Estelle replaced
the cane and walked back to Madsen. 'You' she spoke to Abi. 'Strap him
on the other block'. Abi took Madsen by the hand and led him to second
block. He lay over it and Abi tightened his bounds. He looked across to
Milly, her tear stained face still shaking. Estelle picked up the crop
and laid a dozen strokes across his buttocks. When she had finished he
was gasping and shaking. Standing above him, Estelle's gloved fingers
traced along his spine to his buttocks. Her fingers kneaded the welt marks
causing him to sob. Her fingers caressed his anus his breathing changed
rhythm. 'Soon' she coo-ed to him, 'Soon'. She walked back to his head
and stood with her pubic mound against his face. He could smell her sweet
scent. 'Soon for this too' she whispered. She stepped away and again went
to the rack of canes. She came back with a thin whippy junior cane. After
a dozen strokes with that Madsen had tears in his eyes. The cane 'burnt'
more than it 'stung'. He felt sure many a child in junior schools would
attest to its performance. 'Release him' Estelle nodded the command to
Abi. As he stood up he glanced at Milly, by now lying quietly watching
him be punished. 'Come here' Estelle's finger beckoned him. She lay back
in her huge chair and pointed to a spot directly in front of her seat.
'Kneel'. As she looked down at him, she licked her lips, 'you may now
pleasure me with your tongue Madsen' Her gloved fingers parted her thighs
for him, he began to slowly lick the sensitive skin between her thighs
and her vulva. He gradually worked his way across and up. Taking his time
and feeling the spasms build in the girl. When he reached her clitoris,
her legs hooked behind his neck and two gloved hands pulled his head tight
into her moist pubis. Her breath now came is short gasps. 'Ohhhhh yesssssss'
she hissed and he whole body bucked on the peak of her release. Madsen
thought he would choke to death so tight did she hold his head to her
pleasure box.
Estelle's responses to his licking had re-newed his erection. The domme
lay back luxuriating in her orgasm. After a few moments she leant forward
and kissed him lightly on the forehead. 'Good boy Madsen' she quipped.
Reaching down the soft leather of her gloves encircled his straining cock.
She gently rubbed it watching his expression with interest. She pursed
her lips. Standing up she yanked him to his feet and leading him by his
cock she stood him behind Milly. 'Now Madsen, we can't risk you spilling
your seed in Milly's womb so you must fuck her in the arse!' The domme
pointed her gloved finger at the girls rear passage. 'Abigail, the butter!'
The dark haired girl approached with a dish containing the lube' 'oh no
Ma'am, not my private place, please not my very private place……….' Milly's
pleas were accompanied by a re-newed straining against her straps. 'Do
unto others Millicent, do unto others' the domme nodded to Abigail and
the girl applied the butter to Madsen's throbbing cock. It felt so good
he feared he would come into her glove there and then! Leaving his cock,
Abi smeared the yellow substance all around and inside her friend’s tight
anus. When she had finished she looked over to her mistress. 'Good!' said
the domme. 'Madsen, fuck her in the arse!' Madsen pressed his aching cock
against her hole, the girl was resisting and Madsen gasped with the effort.
Swoosh! As one, Madsen and Milly looked at the cause of the sound. Estelle
now wielded a buggy whip. 'Stand aside Madsen!' she commanded and three
rapid blows from the whip cut into Milly's tender backside. Her screams
were an octave higher than for the cane. 'Let him fuck you girl' the crude
words in such a refined accent played with Madsen's head. 'Yes Ma'am.
Yes, yes, please don't whip me again; I'll be a good girl! Milly's resistance
ceased. Madsen pushed his cock against her hole and slid into her tight
arse. At that moment the sensations around his cock warned him ejaculation
was nigh only for a searing pain across his buttocks to change his mental
priorities. The buggy whip landed again and Madsen pushed his hips forward
as far as they would go to try and avoid the whip. As he pushed deep he
saw Milly's gloved hands clench the side of the block a squeal escaping
from her lips. 'Fuck her Madsen, fuck her!' The command arrived at the
same time as another blow. Madsen thrusted, he looked at the clenching
bottom cheeks beneath him, over his shoulder the leather-gloved hand swished
the whip down again. Madsen grunted and bucked his hips as his orgasm
roared through him. He slumped forward onto Milly unable to move despite
the whipping continuing. Seeing he was spent, Estelle handed the whip
to Abi who replaced it on the wall.
Milly sobbed quietly. 'Oh Ma'am I'm so ashamed, a man in my most private
place'. Madsen withdrew his sticky cock. Estelle smiled a satisfied smile.
'Abigail, please go and thoroughly wash that disgusting thing!' Her voice
was contemptuous. Abi led Madsen to the bathroom and thoroughly soaped
him clean. So well did she wash him that Madsen returned with another
erection. Abi washed her gloves at the same time before leading him back.
As they approached the room they could hear little regular gasps and squeaks
coming from Milly. As they entered the room they saw the domme's gloved
hands grasping the girl’s waist as the strap on phallus pounded into her
vagina. Milly arched her head back as she came. A succession of jerks
signaling her body’s surrender to the moment. The domme withdrew the large
black phallus. 'Lick it clean' she shoved it into Madsen's face. He willingly
complied. He tasted the servant girl’s juices and swallowed them all.
'Release her' Estelle pointed to Milly and Abi swiftly released her bounds.
The blonde slowly rose and rubbed her searing backside. Madsen's cum began
to ooze out of her. 'Madsen, lick her out, you owe her that! Abi come
to me'. The domme lay back on her chair and had Abi squat above the dildo.
Abi let herself slide down onto it and began to sway her hips back and
forth on the hard rubber. Madsen turned to see Milly laying back against
the block, her sore buttocks over the edge. Madsen knelt down and licked
the girl to two orgasms before Abi squealed her arrival at ecstasy!
Shakily Abi stood up. Madsen crawled to his mistress and took the dildo
in his mouth and licked it clean of the brunette's juices. 'Good boy'
said the domme as if she were speaking to a dog doing a trick. 'Now girls
lube him up for me, I'll have him doggy style' Estelle moved behind Madsen
& knelt down. Willingly Milly lubed his anus while Abi smeared butter
all along the dildo. 'Now Madsen, relax and be fucked, there's a good
boy' the domme pushed the dildo home and Madsen cried out in pain. He
gave in to his mistress and she rogered him long and hard. When she finally
pulled out Madsen gasped with relief. Pulling off the dildo, the domme
ordered Milly to wash it at once. 'Lick me again Madsen' she said as she
resumed her position in the chair. Her gloved fingers motion to Abi to
suck Madsen's cock. Madsen came quickly and Abi dutifully licked him clean.
Estelle took her time to orgasm but came with some force. She stood up
and saw Madsen's limp cock. 'You came too quickly boy! Perhaps a brisk
6 will teach you patience?' she fetched the same dark brown cane that
had flogged Milly and administered a stinging 6 of the best and Madsen
stood, schoolboy style, touching his toes. God it hurt, the girl laid
each one on with venom. After the sixth stroke stroke she instructed him
to leave and change and to report to her downstairs study.
She sat behind her desk, again in her cape. Her chin resting on her gloved
hand. 'Well thank you Madsen, I did enjoy myself' she smiled contentedly
at him. He gently sat himself down on one the chairs facing her desk.
Glancing up he saw her mortarboard and gown hanging on the peg; the crook
handled school cane lay on the desk. She read his mind. 'Not today dear
boy, next time I think, next time you can be my naughty school boy' she
threw her head back and laughed out loud. Clapping her gloved hands together
she got up and walked to the front of the desk. Placing her pert bottom
on the edge of her desk, she stood legs parted, hands on hips. The cape
was pushed back behind her and all Michael could focus on was her ginger
pussy hair so tantalizingly close to him. 'Oh I do love to tease you so
Madders. She laughed, standing up and pulling the cape around herself
and returning to the other side of the desk. 'We have a mutual friend'
she grinned He looked questioningly at her. 'Lady Rosalind Oxhey' she
said. Madsen nodded. 'I hear you're going to stay at Oxhey Hall at the
end of the month?' Again he nodded. 'Ros and I had a long chat about you'
she paused, staring at him trying to gauge his reaction. Concern etched
across his face. 'Don't worry Madders, your secret is safe but Ros is
no nickumpoop, I think she could guess my clues……………………' More concern
showed on his face. 'She's very traditional is Ros, Spare the rod and
spoil the child is her mantra, you must tell me how you get on?' She winked
at him & opened the diary on her desk. Weds 12th next month? Same
time? We'll have you visit the Headmistress!' Milly will show you out'
Her gloved hand waved him away. As the front door closed behind him and
he stepped down the path, his heart beat just a little faster, 'Ros Oxhey'?
He'd only met her once before, during the war. The curiosity was already
unbearable, what did Madam Estelle mean? As he closed the gate and walked
away from the house he couldn't help feeling he was a mere pawn in the
hands of two attractive women. He slowed his pace as the skin on his buttocks
tightened with each step and reminded him just how sore he was. He was
certainly sore. Satisfied but sore! But Lady Rosalind Oxhey………………….? How
could he look her in the eye without blushing? Oh well, Oxhey Manor Hall
was a big place and he'd been invited by her twin sons, former comrades
from the war, he might be able to avoid her altogether…………………
To be continued!