One
I will now ask my readers to consider that four months have elapsed since the events recorded in the preceding pages occurred. During this period, Alice and I frequently met at the houses of mutual friends who were under the impression that by thus bringing us together, they were assisting in making a match between us. Our rupture was known only to our two selves, and Alice had quickly recognised that complete silence as to what had happened to her in my Snuggery was her safest policy, for otherwise she would simply make public her changed condition and ruin herself socially. And really there was some excuse for the incorrect impression under which our friends were labouring, for our mutual embarrassment when we first met after her violation, and her inability altogether to subdue on subsequent occasions a certain agitation and heightened colour when I appeared on the scene, were held to be symptoms of the ‘tender passion’ that was supposed to be consuming us both.
But Alice’s manner to me insensibly became kinder and kinder as time went on. Unknown to herself there was in her composition a strain of strong sensuality, which had lain dormant under the quiet peacefully virtuous life of an English miss that she had hitherto led, and it only wanted some fierce sexual stimulant to fan into flame the smouldering fires of her lust. This now had been supplied.
She afterwards confessed to me that, when sense of humiliation and the bitter regrets for her ravished virginity had died down, she found herself recalling certain moments in which she had tasted the most exquisite pleasure, in spite of the dreadful indignities to which her stark-naked self was being submitted, and then unconsciously began to long to experience them again, till a positive though unacknowledged craving sprang up which she was quite unable to stifle but did not know how to satisfy.
When such promising conditions prevail, kind mother Nature and sweet lady Venus generally come into operation. Soon Alice began to feel towards me the tender regard that every woman seems to cherish towards the fortunate individual who has taken her maidenhead! As I have just stated, she became kinder and kinder till it was evident to me that she had pardoned my brutality; instead of almost shrinking from me, she undoubtedly seemed to welcome me and was never averse to finding herself alone with me in quiet corners and nooks for two.
On my side, I was beginning to experience a fierce desire once more to hold her naked in my arms and revel in the delights of her delicious person, to taste her lips as we mutually spent in each other’s clasped embrace, in other words, to fuck her! Kind Mother Nature had taken us both into her charge; now sweet Lady Venus came on the scene.
One evening, Alice and I met at the house of a lady hostess, who placed us together at the dinner table; and I naturally devoted myself to Alice afterwards in the drawing-room. When the guests began to depart, our hostess asked me if I would mind seeing Alice home in my taxi-cab, which of course I was delighted to do. Strangely enough the possibilities of a tкte-а-tкte did not occur to me, and it was only when Alice returned to the hall cloaked and veiled and our hostess had told her that I had very kindly offered to take her home in my taxi that the opportunity of testing her real feelings was suggested to me by the vivid blush which, for a moment, suffused her face and elicited a sympathetic but significant smile from our hostess, who evidently thought she had done us both a good turn. And so she had, but not in the direction she fondly thought!
The taxi had hardly begun to move when we both simultaneously seemed to remember that we were alone together for the first time since the afternoon on which Alice had been first tortured scientifically and then ravished! Overcome by some sudden inspiration, our eyes sought each other. In the dim light, I saw Alice’s face working under the rush of her emotion, but she was looking at me with eyes full of love and not of anger; she began to cuddle up against me perhaps unconsciously, at the same time turning her face up as if seeking a kiss. I could not resist the mute invitation. Quickly I slipped my left arm round her, drew her to me (she yielding to me without a struggle), pressed my lips on hers and fondly rained kisses on her mouth. ‘Jack!’ she murmured lovingly. I felt her thrill under my kisses, then catch her breath and quiver again! I recognised the symptoms. Promptly I slipped my right hand under her clothes, and before she could offer any resistance (even had she desired to do so, which she evidently did not), my hand had reached the sweet junction of her belly and thighs, and my fingers began to attack the folds of her chemise through the opening of her drawers in their feverish impatience to get at her cunt! ‘Jack! oh Jack!’ Alice again murmured as she pressed herself against me as closely as she could, while at the same time she began to open her thighs slightly, as if to facilitate the operations of my ardent fingers which, just at that moment, succeeded in displacing the last obstacle and were now resting on her cunt itself!
Alice quivered deliciously at the touch of my hand on her bare flesh as I gently and tenderly stroked her cunt, playing lovingly on its moist palpitating lips and twining her hairs round my fingers; but as soon as she felt me tickle her clitoris (time was short and we were fast reaching her rooms, besides which it would have been cruel to have aroused her sexual passions without satisfying them) she threw all restraint to the winds and madly agitated her cunt against my hand, wriggling divinely as I set to work to frig her. Soon came the first blissful ecstasy; a delicious spasm thrilled through her as she spent deliriously on my fingers-then another-and another-and yet another-till, unable to spend any more, she gasped brokenly: ‘Stop, Jack!… I can’t… go on!’ only half conscious and utterly absorbed in the overpoweringly exquisite sensations of the moment and the delicious satisfying of the longings and cravings which had been tormenting her. It was full time that we stopped, for the taxi was now turning into the street in which she lived. Quickly but reluctantly I withdrew my hand from Alice’s cunt, now moist with her repeated spendings, and I just managed to get her clothes into some sort of order when the cab stopped at her door. I sprang out first and assisted Alice to alight, which she did almost totteringly as she had not yet recovered from her trance of sexual pleasure.
‘I’ll see you right into your rooms, so that I may be able truly to report that I have faithfully executed the orders,’ I said laughingly, more for the benefit of my chauffeur than of Alice.
‘Thanks very much!’ she replied quietly, and having collected her wraps, I followed her into the house and up the staircase to her apartments on the first floor, carefully closing the door after me.
Alice threw herself into my arms in an ecstasy of delight. I rather think: that she expected me to take the opportunity to fuck her-and gladly would I have done so, as I was in a terrible state of lust; but I always hated ‘snatch-fucking’ and if I stayed with her long enough for her to undress and be properly fucked, it might arouse suspicions that would damage her reputation.
So after a passionate embrace, I whispered:
‘I must not stop here, darling: when will you come to lunch?’
Alice blushed deliciously, instantly comprehending the significance of the invitation. ‘Tomorrow!’ she murmured, hiding her face on my shoulder.
‘Thanks, sweetheart-then tomorrow! Now get to bed and have a good night’s rest; good-night, my darling!’-and after a few more passionate kisses, I left her and rejoined my taxi.
Next morning, after ordering a lunch cunningly calculated to excite and stimulate Alice’s lascivious instincts, I made the usual tour of inspection round my flat; and from sheer force of habit, I began to test the mechanism concealed in the Snuggery furniture, then suddenly remembered that its assistance was now no longer needed; it had done its duty faithfully; with its help I had stripped, tortured and violated Alice-and today she was coming of her own free will to be fucked!
The reflection that I would now have to dismantle all this exquisite machinery caused me quite a pang-then I found myself wondering whether it would not be as well to let it remain as it was on the off-chance of its being found useful on some later occasion.
In my circle of acquaintances, there were many pretty and attractive girls, married and unmarried, and, if I could only lure some of them into the Snuggery, the torturing and ravishing of them would afford me the most delicious of entertainments, although the spice of revenge that pervaded my outraging of Alice would be absent.
But how was I to effect the luring? They were not likely to come to lunch alone with me, and if accompanied by anyone, it would simply mean that I should again experience the irritating disappointments that I suffered when Marion used to accompany Alice and, by her presence, prevent the accomplishment of my desires. Besides this, many of the girls I lusted after were hardly more than casual acquaintances whom I could not venture to invite to my flat, except in the company of some mutual friend.
Suddenly, like a flash of lightning, came an inspiration-why not try and induce Alice herself to act as decoy and assistant? If I could only instil into her a taste for sadism and sadique pleasures and a penchant for her own sex, and let her see how easily she could satisfy such lascivious fancies by cooperating with me, the possibilities were boundless!
A luncheon invitation to her and our selected victim would in nine cases out of ten be accepted by the latter; after lunch the adjournment to the Snuggery would follow as a matter of course at her suggestion-and then her assistance in stripping the girl would be invaluable, after which we could conjointly put the girl through a course of sexual torture, painless but distressingly effective, and quench in each other the fires of lust which would spring up as we gloated over our victim’s shame and mental agony! Yes! here was the solution of the difficulty; somehow or other, I must induce Alice to give me her cooperation!
Two
I will not take up my reader’s time by detailing the incidents of Alice’s visit. She was exceedingly nervous and so timid that I saw it was absolutely necessary for me to treat her with the greatest tenderness and delicacy and in no way to offend her susceptibility. She yielded herself to me with pretty bashfulness, blushing divinely when I drew off her last garment and exposed her naked body to my eager eyes; and her transports of delirious pleasure during her first fucking were such as I shall never forget! I had her four delicious times-and when she left, I felt certain that it only wanted a little diplomacy to secure her cooperation!
She naturally was more at her ease on her next visit, and I ventured to teach her the art of sucking! When her sweet lips for the first time received my eager prick between them and her warm tongue made its first essays in the subtle art of titillation, I experienced the most heavenly bliss-such as I had never tasted before at the mouth of any woman; and when, after prolonging my exquisite rapture till I could no longer restrain myself, I spent in her mouth in a delirium of pleasure, her pretty confusion was something to be remembered!
I thought I might safely venture to convert her when she paid her third visit, and to this end, I selected from my collection of indecent photographs sundry which told their tale better than could be expressed in words. Among these was a series known as the ‘Crucifixion’, in which a lovely girl (evidently a nun from her despoiled garments scattered on the floor) was depicted bound to a cross naked, while sometimes the Lady Abbess (in her robes) alone, and sometimes in conjunction with one of the sisters, indulged in wanton fancies and caprices on the poor girl’s breasts and cunt as she hung helpless! One photograph showed the girl fastened naked to a Maltese cross; the Lady Abbess had inserted her finger into the nun’s cunt while a sister tickled the Nun’s clitoris! In another photograph, a monk was introduced who, kneeling before the nun (still fastened on a Maltese cross), sucked her cunt while his uplifted hands in the attitude of prayer attacked her helpless breasts! Another series, entitled ‘La Barriиre’, depicted various phases in the ravishment of a girl by two ruffians in a solitary part of the Bois de Boulogne. The rest were mostly scenes of tribadism and of lesbian love, and interspersed with them were a few representing flagellation by a girl on a girl, both being stark naked!
I was puzzled how best to lead up to the subject, when Alice herself gave me the desired opening. We had just finished our first fuck and were resting on the broad couch, lying in each other’s arms, her gentle hand caressing my prick with a view to its restoration to life. She had been rather more silent than usual, for she generally was full of questions which she used to ask with pretty hesitation and delicious naпvety-and I was cudgelling my brains to invent a suitable opening.
Suddenly Alice turned to me and said softly: ‘Jack, I’d awfully like to know one thing!-when you had me tied up tight on that dreadful afternoon and… did all sorts of awful things to me, did it give you any pleasure besides the satisfaction of revenging yourself on me?’
‘Will you hate me if I confess, dear, that the sight of your agony, shame and distress as you struggled naked gave me intense pleasure!’ I replied as I drew her more closely against me. ‘I knew I wasn’t hurting you or causing you bodily pain; and the knowledge that your delicious wrigglings and writhings, as you struggled naked to get loose, were instigated by your shame at being naked and your distress at finding your sexual passions and instincts aroused in spite of yourself and irritated till you could no longer control them, and so felt yourself being forced to do what was so horribly repugnant to you, viz. to spend, and not only to spend, but to spend with me watching you! all this gave me the most extraordinary pleasure all the time I was torturing you! When I stopped to let you have a little rest or else to put you into another position, I felt the pleasure arising from vengeance gratified, but when I began again to torture you, especially when I was tickling your cunt with a feather, when you were fastened down on your back with legs tied widely apart, I must confess that the pleasure was the pleasure of cruelty! My God! darling, how you did wriggle then!’
‘I thought I would have died!’ Alice whispered, as she snuggled up against me (apparently not displeased by my confession), yielding herself sweetly to the pressure of my encircling arm. ‘I wasn’t in pain at all but oh! my sensations! My whole self seemed to be concentrated just… where you were tickling me! and I was nearly mad at being forced to endure such indignity; and on the top of it all came that awful tickling, tickling, tickling!’
She shuddered at the recollection; I pressed her still more tightly against me and kissed her tenderly but held my tongue-for I knew not what to say.
Presently Alice spoke again. ‘And so it really gave you pleasure to torture me, Jack?’ she asked almost cheerfully, adding before I could reply: ‘I was very angry with my maid this morning, and it would have delighted me to have spanked her severely. Now, would such delight arise from satisfied revenge or from being cruel?’
‘Undoubtedly from being cruel,’ I replied, ‘the infliction of the punishment is what would have given you the pleasure, and behind it would come the feeling that you were revenging yourself. Here’s another instance-you women delight in saying nasty cutting things to each other in the politest of ways. Why? Not from revenge, but from the satisfaction afforded by the shot going home. If you had given your maid a box on the ears this morning you would have satisfied your revenge without any pleasure whatever; but if I had been there and held your maid down while you spanked her bottom, your pleasure would have arisen from the infliction of the punishment. Do you follow me, dear?’
‘Yes, I see it now,’ Alice replied, then added archly: ‘I wish you had been there, Jack! it would have done her a lot of good!’
‘I sometimes wonder you keep her on,’ I said musingly. ‘She’s a pert little minx and at times must be very aggravating. Let me see-what’s her name?’
‘Fanny.’
‘Yes of course-a case of “pretty Fanny’s way”, for she certainly is a pretty girl and a well-made one. My dear, if you want to do bottom slapping, you won’t easily find a better subject, only I think she will be more than you can manage single-handed, and it may come to her slapping your bottom, my love!’
Alice laughed. ‘Fanny is a most perfect maid, a real treasure, or I would not keep her on-for as you say she is too much for me. She’s very strong and very high-spirited, but wants taming badly.’
‘Bring her here some afternoon, and we’ll tame her between us!’ I suggested seemingly carelessly but with well-concealed anxiety, for was I not now making a direct attempt to seduce Alice into sadism?
Alice started, raised herself on her elbow and regarded me questioningly. I noticed a hard glitter in her eyes, then she caught her breath, coloured and exclaimed softly: ‘O Jack, how lovely it would be!’
I had succeeded! Alice had succumbed to the sudden temptation! For the second time her strain of lascivious sexuality had conquered.
‘Shall we try?’ I asked with a smile, secretly delighted at her unconcealed eagerness and noting how her eyes now were brimming over with lust and how her lovely breasts were heaving with her excitement.
‘Yes! yes! Jack!’ she exclaimed feverishly, ‘but how can it be managed?’
‘There shouldn’t be much trouble,’ I replied. ‘Take her out with you shopping some afternoon close by here, then say you want just to pop in to see me about something. En route tell her about this room, how it’s soundproof and so on-it will interest her and she will at the same time learn information that will come in useful later on. Once in here follow my lead. I suppose you would like to have a hand in torturing her?’
‘Oh! Jack! will you really torture Fanny?’ exclaimed Alice, her eyes sparkling with eagerness, ‘will you fasten her down as you did me?’
I nodded.
‘Yes! yes! let me have a turn at her!’ she replied vivaciously. Then after a pause she looked queerly at me and added, ‘and will you…’ at the same moment significantly squeezing my prick.
‘I think so-unless of course you would rather I didn’t, dear,’ I replied with a laugh; ‘I suppose you have no idea whether she is a virgin or not?’
‘I can’t say!’ Alice replied, blushing a little. ‘I’ve always fancied she was and have treated her as such.’
‘And what sort of treatment is that?’ I queried mischievously, and was proceeding to cross-question Alice when she stopped me by putting her hand over my mouth.
‘Well, we’ll soon find out when we get her here,’ I remarked philosophically, much to her amusement. ‘But, darling, your lessons in the Art of Love are being neglected; let us resume them. There is just time for one-I think you must show me that you haven’t forgotten soixante-neuf!’
Alice blushed prettily and slipped out of my embrace, and soon her cunt was resting on my lips while her gentle hands and mouth busied themselves with my delighted prick and balls! She worked me so deliciously that she made me spend twice in her mouth, by which time I had sucked her completely dry! Then we reluctantly rose to perform the necessary ablutions and resume our clothes.
‘When shall I bring Fanny here, Jack?’ asked Alice as she was saying goodbye to me.
‘Oh! you naughty lustful cruel girl!’ I exclaimed with a laugh in which she somewhat shamefacedly joined. ‘When do you think?’
‘Will… tomorrow afternoon do?’ she asked, avoiding my eyes.
‘Yes certainly,’ I replied, kissing her tenderly. ‘Let it be tomorrow afternoon!’ And so we parted,
This is how it came to pass that Alice’s first experiments in sadique pleasures were ordained to be made on the person of her maid.
Three
Next afternoon, after seeing that everything was in working order in the Snuggery, I threw open both doors as if carelessly, and taking off my coat as if not expecting any visitors, I proceeded to potter about the room, keeping a vigilant eye on the stairs. Before long I heard footsteps on the landing, but pretended not to know that anyone was there till Alice tapped merrily on the door saying: ‘May we come in, Jack?’
‘Good Heavens, Alice?’ I exclaimed in pretended surprise as I struggled hurriedly to get into my coat, ‘come in! How do you do? Where have you dropped from?’
‘We’ve been shopping-this is my maid, Fanny’ (I bowed and smiled, receiving in return from Fanny a distinctly pert and not too respectful nod), ‘and, as we were close by, I thought I would take the chance of finding you in and take away that enlargement if it is ready.’
By this time I had struggled into my coat: ‘It’s quite ready,’ I replied. ‘I’ll go and get it, and I don’t know why those doors should stand so unblushingly open,’ I added with a laugh.
Having closed them, noiselessly locking them, I disappeared into the alcove I used for myself, and pretended to search for the enlargement-my real object being to give Alice a chance of letting Fanny know the nature of the room. Instinctively she divined my idea, and I heard her say: ‘This is the room I was telling you about, Fanny-look at the double doors, the padded walls, the rings, the pillars, the hanging pulley straps! Isn’t it queer?’
Fanny looked about her with evident interest: ‘It is a funny room, miss! And what are those little places for?’ pointing to the two alcoves.
‘We do not know, Fanny,’ Alice replied. ‘Mr Jack uses them for his photographic work now.’
As she spoke, I emerged with a large print which was to represent the supposed enlargement, and gave it to Alice who at once proceeded closely to examine it.
I saw that Fanny’s eyes were wandering all over the room, and I moved over to her: ‘A strange room, Fanny, eh?’ I remarked, ‘is it not still! no sound from outside can get in, and no noise from inside can get out! That’s a fact, we’ve tested it thoroughly!’
‘Lor’, Mr Jack!’ she replied in her forward familiar way, turning her eyes on me in a most audacious and bold way, then resuming her survey of the room.
While she was doing so, I hastily inspected her. She was a distinctly pretty girl, tall, slenderly but strongly built, with an exquisitely well-developed figure. A slightly turned up nose and dark flashing eyes gave her face a saucy look which her free style of moving accentuated, while her dark hair and rich colouring indicated a warm-blooded and passionate temperament. I easily could understand that Alice with her gentle ways was no match for Fanny; and I fancied that I should have my work cut out for me before I got her arms fastened to the pulley ropes.
Alice now moved towards us, print in hand: ‘Thanks awfully, Jack, it’s lovely!’ and she began to roll it up. ‘Now Fanny, we must be off!’
‘Don’t bother about the print, I’ll send it after you,’ I said. ‘And where are you off to now?’
‘Nowhere in particular,’ she replied; ‘we’ll look at the shops and the people. Goodbye, Jack!’
‘One moment,’ I interposed. ‘You were talking the other day about some perfection of a lady’s maid whom you didn’t want to lose’ (Fanny smiled complacently), ‘but whose tantrums and ill tempers were getting more than you could stand.’ (Fanny here began to look angry). ‘Somebody suggested that you should give her a good spanking’ (Fanny assumed a contemptuous air), ‘or if you couldn’t manage it yourself you should get someone to do it for you!’ (Fanny here glared at me). ‘Is this the young lady?’
Alice nodded, with a curious glance at Fanny, who was now evidently getting into one of her passions.
‘Well, as you’ve nothing to do this afternoon, and she happens to be here, and this room is so eminently suitable for the purpose, shall I take the young woman in hand for you and teach her a lesson?’
Before Alice could reply, Fanny with a startled exclamation darted to the door, evidently bent on escape, but in spite of her vigorous twists of the handle and shakings, the door refused to open, for the simple reason that unnoticed by her I had locked it! Instantly divining that she was a prisoner, she turned hurriedly round to watch our movements, but she was too late! With a quickness learnt on the football field, I was on to her and pinned her arms to her sides in a grip that she could not break out of despite her frantic struggles: ‘Let me go!… let me go, Mr Jack!’ she screamed; I simply chuckled as I knew I had her safe now! I had to exert all my strength and skill, for she was extraordinarily strong and her furious rage added to her power; but in spite of her desperate resistance, I forced her to the hanging pulleys where Alice was eagerly waiting for us. With astonishing quickness she made fast the ropes to Fanny’s wrists and set the machinery going-and in a few seconds the surprised girl found herself standing erect with her arms dragged up taut over her head!
‘Well done, Jack!’ exclaimed Alice as she delightedly surveyed the still struggling Fanny! The latter was indeed a lovely subject of contemplation, as with heaving bosom, flushed cheeks, and eyes that sparkled with rage, she stood panting, endeavouring to get back her breath, while her agitated fingers vainly strove to get her wrists free from the pulley ropes. We watched her in victorious silence, waiting for the outburst of wrathful fury which we felt would come as soon as she was able to speak.
It soon came! ‘How dare you, Mr Jack!’ Fanny burst out as she flashed her great piercing eyes at us, her whole body trembling with anger; ‘how dare you treat me like this! Let me loose at once, or as sure as I am alive, I’ll have the law on you and also on that mealy-mouthed smooth-faced demure hypocrite that calls herself my mistress indeed!-who looks on while a poor girl is vilely treated and won’t raise a finger to help her! Let me go at once, Mr Jack! and I’ll promise to say and do nothing; but my God!’ here her voice became shrill with overpowering rage, ‘my God! if you don’t, I’ll make it hot for the pair of you when I get out!’ And she glared at us in her impotent fury.
‘Your Mistress has asked me to give you a lesson, Fanny,’ I replied calmly, ‘and I’m going to do so! The sooner you recognise how helpless you really are, and will submit yourself to us, the sooner it will be over; but if you are foolish enough to resist, you’ll have a long doing and a bad time! Now, if I let you loose, will you take your clothes off quietly?’
‘My God! no!’ she cried indignantly, but in spite of herself she blushed vividly!
‘Then we’ll take them off for you!’ was my cool reply. ‘Come along Alice, you understand girl’s clothes, you undo them and I’ll get them off somehow!’
Quickly Alice sprang up, trembling with excitement, and together we approached Fanny, who shrieked defiance and threats at us in her impotent fury as she struggled desperately to get free. But as soon as she felt Alice’s fingers unfastening her garments, her rage changed to horrible apprehension; and as one by one they slipped off her, she began to realise how helpless she was. ‘Don’t, miss!’ she ejaculated pitifully. ‘My God! stop her, sir!’ she pleaded, the use of these more respectful terms of address sufficiently proclaiming her changed attitude. But we were obdurate, and soon Fanny stood with only’ her chemise and undervest left on her, her shoes and stockings having been dragged off at the special request of Alice, whose unconcealed enjoyment of the work of stripping her maid was delicious to witness!
She now took command of operations. Pointing to a chair just in front of Fanny she exclaimed: ‘Sit there Jack, and watch Fanny as I take off her last garments!’
‘For God’s sake, miss, don’t strip me naked!’ shrieked Fanny who seemed to expect that she would be left in her chemise and to whom the sudden intimation that she was to be exposed naked came as an appalling shock! ‘Oh, sir! for God’s sake, stop her!’ she cried appealing to me as she saw me take my seat right in front of her and felt Alice’s fingers begin to undo the shoulder-strap fastenings which alone kept her scanty garments on her. ‘Miss Alice!… Miss Alice! don’t!… for God’s sake, don’t!’ she screamed in a fresh access of dismay as she felt her vest slip down her body to her feet and knew her only remaining covering was about to follow. In despair she tugged frantically at the ropes which made her arms so absolutely helpless, her agitated quivering fingers betraying her mental agony.
‘Steady, Fanny, steady!’ exclaimed Alice to her struggling maid as she proceeded to unfasten the chemise, her eyes gleaming with lustful cruelty. ‘Now, Jack!’ she said warningly, stepping back a pace herself the better to observe the effect. Down swept the chemise, and Fanny stood stark naked.
‘Oh! oh!!!’ she wailed, crimson with shame, her face hidden on her bosom which now was wildly heaving in agitation! It was a wonderful spectacle!-in the foreground Fanny, naked, helpless, in an agony of shame-in the background but close to her was Alice exquisitely costumed and hatted, gloating over the sight of her maid’s absolute nudity, her eyes intently fixed on the gloriously luscious curves of Fanny’s hips, haunches and bottom!
I managed to catch her eye and motioned to her to come and sit on my knees that we might, in each other’s close company, study her maid’s naked charms so reluctantly being exhibited to us. With one long last look she obeyed my summons. As she seated herself on my knees she threw her arms round my neck and kissed me rapturously whispering: ‘Jack! isn’t she delicious!’ I nodded smilingly, then in turn murmured in her ear: ‘And how do you like the game, dear?’
Alice blushed divinely; a strange languishing voluptuous half-wanton, half-cruel look came into her eyes. Placing her lips carefully on mine she gave me three long-drawn kisses, the significance of which I could not possibly misunderstand, then whispered almost hoarsely: ‘Jack, let me do all the… torturing and be content this time, with… fucking Fanny… and me too, darling!’
‘She’s your maid and, so to speak, your property, dear,’ I replied softly, ‘so arrange matters just as you like; I’ll leave it all to you and won’t interfere unless you want me to.’
She kissed me gratefully, then turned her eyes on Fanny, who during this whispered colloquy had been standing trembling, her face still hidden from us, her legs pressed closely against each other as if to shield as much as possible her cunt from our sight.
I saw Alice’s eyes wander over Fanny’s naked body with evident pleasure, dwelling first on her magnificent lines and curves, then on her lovely breasts, and finally on the mass of dark curling moss-like hair that covered her cunt. She was a most deliciously voluptuous girl, one calculated to excite Alice to the utmost pitch of lust of which she was capable, and while secretly regretting that my share in the process of taming Fanny was to be somewhat restricted, I felt that I would enjoy the rare opportunity of seeing how a girl, hitherto chaste and well-regulated, would yield to her sexual instincts and passions when she had placed at her absolute disposal one of her own sex in a state of absolute nakedness.
Presently Alice whispered to me: ‘Jack! I’m going to feel her!’ I smiled and nodded. Fanny must have heard her, for as Alice rose, she for the first time raised her head and cried affrightedly: ‘No, miss, please miss, don’t touch me!’ and again she vainly strained at her fastenings, her face quivering and flushed with shame. But disregarding her maid’s piteous entreaties, Alice passed behind her, then kneeling down began to stroke Fanny’s bottom, a hand to each cheek!
‘Don’t, miss!’ yelled Fanny, arching herself outwards and away from Alice, and thereby unconsciously throwing the region of her cunt into greater prominence! But with a smile of cruel gratification, Alice continued her sweet occupation, sometimes squeezing, sometimes pinching Fanny’s glorious half-moons, now and then extending her excursions over Fanny’s round plump thighs, once indeed letting her hands creep up them till I really thought (and so did Fanny from the way she screamed and wriggled) that she was about to feel Fanny’s cunt!
Suddenly Alice rose, rushed to me, and kissing me ardently whispered excitedly: ‘Oh, Jack! she’s just lovely! such flesh, such a skin! I’ve never felt a girl before, I’ve never touched any girl’s breasts or… cunt… except of course my own,’ she added archly: ‘and I’m wild at the idea of handling Fanny! Watch me carefully, darling, and if I don’t do it properly, tell me!’ And back to Fanny she rushed, evidently in a state of intense eroticism!
This time Alice didn’t kneel, but placed herself close behind Fanny (her dress in fact touching her) then suddenly she threw her arms round Fanny’s body and seized her breasts: ‘Miss Alice!… don’t!’ shrieked Fanny, struggling desperately, her flushed face betraying her agitation: ‘Oh! how lovely!… how delicious!… how sweet!…’ cried Alice, wild with delight and sexual excitement as she squeezed and played with Fanny’s voluptuous breasts! Her head with its exquisite hat was just visible over Fanny’s right shoulder, while her dainty dress showed on each side of the struggling agitated girl, throwing into bold relief her glorious shape and accentuating in the most piquant way Fanny’s stark nakedness! Entranced, I gazed at the voluptuous spectacle, my prick struggling to break through the fly of my trousers! Fanny had now ceased her cries and was enduring in silence, broken only by her involuntary ‘ohs’, the violation of her breasts by Alice, whose little hands could scarcely grasp the luscious morsels of Fanny’s flesh that they were so subtly torturing, but which nevertheless succeeded in squeezing and compressing them and generally in playing with them till the poor girl gasped in her shame and agony: ‘Oh! Miss Alice!… Miss Alice!… stop!… stop!!!’ her head falling forward in her extreme agitation.
With a smile of intense satisfaction, Alice suspended her torturing operations and gently stroked and soothed Fanny’s breasts till the more regular breathing of the latter indicated that she had in a great degree regained her self-control. Then her expression changed. A cruel hungry light came into her eyes as she smiled wickedly and meaningfully at me, then I saw her hands quit Fanny’s breasts and glide over Fanny’s stomach till they arrived at Fanny’s cunt!
Fanny shrieked as if she had been stung: ‘Miss Alice!… Miss Alice!… don’t!… don’t touch me there!!… oh!… oh! my God! Miss Alice!… oh! Miss Alice! take your hands away!!…’ at the same time twisting and writhing in a perfectly wonderful way in her frantic endeavours to escape from her mistress’s hands, the fingers of which were now hidden in her cunt’s mossy covering as they inquisitively travelled all over her mount of Venus and along the lips of the orifice itself. For some little time they contented themselves with feeling and pressing and toying caressingly with Fanny’s cunt, then I saw one hand pause while the first finger of the other gently began to work its way between the pink lips I could just distinguish and disappear into the sweet cleft. ‘Don’t, miss!’ yelled Fanny, her agonised face now scarlet, while in her distress she desperately endeavoured to defend her cunt by throwing her legs in turn across her groin-to Alice’s delight, her tell-tale face proclaiming the intense pleasure she was tasting in thus making her maid undergo such subtle torture!
Presently I noted an unmistakable look of surprise in her eyes; her lips parted as if in astonishment, while her hand seemed to redouble its attack on Fanny’s cunt, then she exclaimed: ‘Why Fanny? what’s this?’
‘Oh! don’t tell Mr Jack, miss!’ shrieked Fanny, letting her legs drop as she could no longer endure the whole weight of her struggling body on her slender wrists, ‘don’t let him know!’
My curiosity was naturally aroused and intently I watched the movements of Alice’s hand which the fall of Fanny’s legs brought again into full view. Her forefinger was buried up to the knuckle in her maid’s cunt! The mystery was explained, Fanny was not a virgin!
Alice seemed staggered by her discovery. Abruptly she quitted Fanny, rushed to me, threw herself on my knees, then flinging her arms round my neck she whispered excitedly in my ear: ‘Jack! she’s been… had by someone… my finger went right in!’
‘So I noticed, darling!’ I replied quietly as I kissed her flushed cheek, ‘it’s rather a pity! but she’ll stand more fucking than if she was a virgin, and you must arrange your programme accordingly! I think you’d better let her rest a bit now, her arms will be getting numb from being kept over her head; let’s fasten her to that pillar by passing her arms round it and shackling her wrists together. She can then rest a bit; and while she is recovering from her struggles hadn’t you better… slip your clothes off also-for your eyes hint that you will want… something before long!’
Alice blushed prettily, then whispered as she kissed me ardently, ‘I’d like… something now, darling!’ Then she ran away to her dressing-room.
Left alone with Fanny, I proceeded to transfer her from the pulleys to the pillar; it was not a difficult task, as her arms were too numb (as I expected) to be of much use to her and she seemed stupefied at our discovery that her maidenhead no longer existed. Soon I had her firmly fastened with her back pressing against the pillar. This new position had two great advantages, she could no longer hide her face from us and the backwards pull of her arms threw her breasts out. She glanced timidly at me as I stood admiring her luscious nakedness, and waiting for Alice’s return.
‘When did this little slip happen, Fanny?’ I asked quietly.
She coloured vividly: ‘When I was seventeen, sir,’ she replied softly but brokenly: ‘I was drugged… and didn’t know till after it was done! It’s never been done again, Mr Jack,’ she continued, with pathetic earnestness in her voice, ‘never! I swear it, sir!’ Then after a short pause she whispered: ‘Oh! Mr Jack! let me go!… I’ll come to you whenever you wish… and let you do what you like… but… I’m afraid of Miss Alice today… she seems so strange!… oh! my God! she’s naked!’ she screamed in genuine alarm as Alice came out of her toilet-room with only her shoes and stockings on, and her large matinee hat, a most coquettishly piquantly indecent object! Poor Fanny went red at the sight of her mistress and didn’t know where to look as Alice came dancing along, her eyes noting with evident approval the position into which I had placed her maid.
‘Mes compliments, mademoiselle!’ I said with a low bow as she came up.
She smiled and blushed, but was too intent on Fanny to joke with me. ‘That’s lovely, Jack!’ she exclaimed after a careful inspection of her now trembling maid, ‘but surely she can get loose!’
‘Oh no!’ I replied with a smile, ‘but if you like I’ll fasten her ankles together!’
‘No, sir!’ cried Fanny affrightedly.
‘Yes Jack, do!’ exclaimed Alice, her eyes gleaming with lust and delight. She evidentially had thought out some fresh torture for Fanny, and with the closest attention, she watched me as I linked her maid’s slender ankles together in spite of the poor girl’s entreaties!
‘I like that much better, Jack,’ said Alice, smiling her thanks; then catching me by the elbow, she pushed me towards my alcove saying: ‘We both will want you presently, Jack!’ looking roguishly at me, ‘so get ready! But tell me first where are the feathers?’
‘Oh! that’s your game!’ I replied with a laugh. She nodded, colouring slightly, and I told her where she would find them.
I had a peephole in my alcove through which I could see all that passed in the room, and being curious to watch the two girls, I placed myself by it as I slowly undressed myself.
Having found the feathers, Alice placed the box near her, then going right up to Fanny, she took hold of her own breasts with her hands, raised them till they were level with Fanny’s, then leaning on Fanny so that their stomachs were in close contact, she directed her breasts against Fanny’s, gently rubbing her nipples against Fanny’s while she looked intently into Fanny’s eyes! It was a most curious sight! The girls’ naked bodies were touching from their ankles to their breasts, their cunts were so close to each other that their hairs formed one mass, while their faces were so near to each other that the brim of Alice’s matinee hat projected over Fanny’s forehead!
Not a word was said! For about half a minute Alice continued to rub her breasts gently against Fanny’s with her eyes fixed on Fanny’s downcast face, then suddenly I saw both naked bodies quiver, and then Fanny raised her head and for the first time responded to Alice’s glance, her colour coming and going! At the same moment, a languorous voluptuous smile swept over Alice’s face, and gently she kissed Fanny, who flushed rosy red but as far as I could see did not respond.
‘Won’t you… love me, Fanny?’ I heard Alice say softly but with a curious strained voice! Immediately I understood the position. Alice was lusting after Fanny! I was delighted! It was clear that Fanny had not yet reciprocated Alice’s passion, and I determined that Alice should have every opportunity of satisfying her lust on Fanny’s naked helpless body, till the latter was converted to tribadism with Alice as the object.
‘Won’t you… love me, Fanny?’ again asked Alice softly, now supplementing the play of her breasts against Fanny’s by insinuating and significant pressings of her stomach against Fanny’s, again kissing the latter sweetly. But Fanny made no response, and Alice’s eyes grew hard with a steely cruel glitter which boded badly for Fanny!
Quitting Fanny, Alice went straight to the box of feathers, picked out one, and returned to Fanny, feather in hand. The sight of her moving about thus, her breasts dancing, her hips swaying, her cunt and bottom in full view, her nakedness intensified by her piquant costume of hat, shoes and stockings, was enough to galvanise a corpse; it set my blood boiling with lust and I could hardly refrain from rushing out and compelling her to let me quench my fires in her! I however did resist the temptation, and rapidly undressed to my shoes and socks so as to be ready to take advantage of any chance that either of the girls might offer; but I remained in my alcove with my eye to the peephole as I was curious to witness the denouement of this strangely voluptuous scene, which Alice evidently wished to play single handed.
No sooner did Fanny catch sight of the feather that she screamed: ‘No!… no! Miss Alice!… don’t tickle me!’ at the same time striving frantically to break the straps that linked together her wrists and her ankles. But my tackle was too strong! Alice meanwhile had caught up a cushion which she placed at Fanny’s feet and right in front of her; she knelt on it, rested her luscious bottom on her heels, and having settled herself down comfortably she, with a smile in which cruelty and malice were strangely blended, gloatingly contemplated for a moment her maid’s naked and agitated body, then slowly and deliberately applied the tip of the feather to Fanny’s cunt.
‘Oh, my God! Miss Alice, don’t!’ yelled Fanny, writhing in delicious contortions in her desperate endeavours to dodge the feather. ‘Don’t miss!!’ she shrieked, as Alice, keenly enjoying her maid’s distress and her vain efforts to avoid the torture, proceeded delightedly to pass the feather lightly along the sensitive lips of Fanny’s cunt and finally set to work to tickle Fanny’s clitoris, thereby sending her so nearly into hysterical convulsions that I felt it time I intervened.
As I emerged from my alcove Alice caught sight of me and dropped her hand as she turned towards me, her eyes sparkling with lascivious delight! ‘Oh, Jack! did you see her?’ she cried excitedly.
‘I heard her, dear!’ I replied ambiguously, ‘and began to wonder whether you were killing her, so I came out to see!’
‘Not a bit of it!’ she cried, hugely pleased.
‘I’m going to give her another turn!’ a declaration that produced from Fanny the most pitiful pleadings which however seemed only to increase Alice’s cruel satisfaction, and she was proceeding to be as good as her word when I stopped her.
‘You’d better let me first soothe her irritated senses, dear,’ I said, and with one hand I caressed and played with Fanny’s full and voluptuous breasts, which I found tense and firm under her sexual excitement, while with the other I stroked and felt her cunt, a procedure that evidently afforded her considerable relief although, at another time, it doubtless would have provoked shrieks and cries! She had not spent, though she must have been very close to doing it; and I saw that I must watch Alice very closely indeed during the ‘turn’ she was going to give Fanny for my special delectation, lest the catastrophe I was so desirous of avoiding should occur, for, in my mind, I had decided that when Alice had finished tickling Fanny she should have an opportunity of satisfying her lustful cravings on her, when it would be most desirable that Fanny should be in a condition to show the effect on her of Alice’s lascivious exertions.
While feeling Fanny’s cunt, I naturally took the opportunity to see if Alice’s penetrating finger had met with any difficulty entering and had thus caused Fanny the pain that her shrieks and wriggles had indicated. I found the way in intensely tight, a confirmation of her story and statement that nothing had gone in since the rape was committed on her. Although therefore I could not have the gratification of taking her virginity, I felt positive that I should have a delicious time and that, practically, I should be violating her, and I wondered into which of the two delicious cunts now present I would shoot my surging and boiling discharge as I dissolved in Love’s sweetest ecstasies!
‘Now, Alice, I think she is ready for you!’ I said when I had stroked and felt Fanny to my complete satisfaction.
‘No, no, Miss Alice!’ shrieked Fanny in frantic terror, ‘for God’s sake, don’t tickle me again!’
Disregarding her cries Alice, who had with difficulty restrained her impatience, quietly again applied the feather to Fanny’s cunt, and a wonderful spectacle followed! Fanny’s shrieks, cries and entreaties filled the room while she wriggled and squirmed and twisted herself about in the most bewitchingly provocative manner, while Alice, with parted lips and eyes that simply glistened with lust, remorselessly tickled her maid’s cunt with every refinement of cruelty, every fresh shriek and convulsion bringing a delighted look on her tell-tale face. Motionless I watched the pair, till I noticed Fanny’s breasts stiffen and become tense. Immediately I covered her cunt with my hand, saying to Alice: ‘Stop dear, she’s had as much as she can stand!’ Then reluctantly she desisted from her absorbing occupation and rose, her naked body quivering with aroused but unsatisfied lust.
Now was the time for me to try and effect what I had in mind, namely, the introduction of both girls to tribadism. ‘Let us move Fanny to the large couch and fasten her down before she recovers herself,’ I hastily whispered to Alice. Quickly we set her loose and between us we carried her, half fainting, to the large divan-couch where we laid her on her back and made fast her wrists to the two top corners and her ankles to the two lower ones. We now had only to set the machinery going and she would lie in the position I desired, namely spread-eagled.
Alice now clutched me excitedly and whispered hurriedly: ‘Jack, do me before she comes to herself and before she can see us! I’m just mad for it!’ and indeed with her flushed cheeks, humid eyes, and heaving breasts this was very evident.
But although I also was bursting with lust and eager to fuck either Alice or her maid, it would not have suited my programme to do so. I wanted Alice to fuck Fanny. I wanted the first spending of both girls to be mutually provoked by the friction of their excited cunts one against the other. This was why I stopped Alice from tickling her maid into spending, and it was for this reason that I had extended Fanny on her back in such a position that her cunt should be at Alice’s disposal.
‘Hold on, darling, for a bit!’ I whispered back, ‘you’ll soon see why! I want it as bad as you do, my sweet, but am fighting against it till the proper time comes! Run away now, and take off your hat, for it will now be only in the way’; and I smiled significantly as I kissed her.
Alice promptly obeyed. I then seated myself on the couch by the side of Fanny, who was still lying with eyes closed, but breathing almost normally, and bending over her, I closely inspected her cunt to ascertain whether she had or had not spent under the terrific tickling it had just received! I could find no traces whatever, but to make sure I gently drew the lips apart and peered into the sweet coral cleft, but again saw no traces. The touch of my fingers on her cunt however had roused Fanny from her semi-stupor and she dreamily opened her eyes, murmuring: ‘Oh, sir, don’t!’ as she recognised that I was her assailant, then she looked hurriedly round as in if search of Alice.
‘Your mistress will be here immediately,’ I said with a smile, ‘she has only gone away to take off her hat!’ The look of terror returned to her eyes, and she exclaimed: ‘Oh, Mr Jack, do let me go, she’ll kill me!’
‘Oh no!’ I replied as I laughed at her agitation, ‘oh no, Fanny, on the contrary she’s now going to do to you the sweetest, nicest and kindest thing one girl can do to another! Here she comes!’
I rose as Alice came up full of pleasurable excitement as to what was now going to happen, and slipped my arm lovingly round her waist. She looked eagerly at her now trembling maid, then whispered: ‘Is she ready for us again, Jack?’
‘Yes, dear!’ I answered softly. ‘While you were away taking off your hat, I thought it as well to see in what condition her cunt was after its tickling! I find it very much irritated and badly in want of Nature’s soothing essence! You, darling, are also much in the same state-your cunt also wants soothing! So I want you girls to soothe each other! Get on to Fanny, dear, take her in your arms! arrange yourself on her so that your cunt lies on hers! and then gently rub yours against hers! and soon both of you will be tasting the sweetest ecstasy!! In other words, fuck Fanny, dear!’
Alice looked at me in wondering admiration! As she began to comprehend my suggestion, her face broke into delighted smiles; and when I stooped to kiss her she exclaimed rapturously: ‘Oh, Jack! how sweet!… how delicious!’ as she gazed eagerly at Fanny. But the latter seemed horrified at the idea of being submitted thus to her mistress’s lustful passion and embraces, and attempted to escape, crying in her dismay: ‘No, no, sir!-oh no, miss!-I don’t want it, please!…’
‘But I do, Fanny!’ cried Alice with sparkling eyes as she gently but firmly pushed her struggling maid on to her back and held her down forcibly till I had pulled all four straps tight so that Fanny lay flat with her arms and legs wide apart in Maltese-cross fashion, a simply entrancing spectacle! Then slipping my hands under her buttocks, I raised her middle till Alice was able to push a hard cushion under her bottom, the effect of which was to make her cunt stand out prominently; then turning to Alice, who had assisted in these preparations with the keenest interest but evident impatience, I said: ‘Now dear, there she is! set to work and violate your maid!’
In a flash Alice was on the couch and on her knees between Fanny’s widely parted legs-excitedly she threw herself on her maid, passed her arms round her and hugged her closely, as she showered kisses on Fanny’s still protesting mouth till the girl had to stop for breath. With a few rapid movements she arranged herself on her maid so that the two luscious pairs of breasts were pressing against each other, their stomachs in close contact, and their cunts touching!
‘One moment, Alice!’ I exclaimed, just as she was beginning to agitate herself on Fanny, let me see that you are properly placed before you start!’
Leaning over her bottom, I gently parted her thighs till between them I saw the cunts of the mistress and the maid resting on each other, slit to slit, clitoris to clitoris, half hidden by the mass of their closely, interwoven hairs, the sweetest of sights! Then after restoring her thighs to their original position closely pressed against each other, I gently thrust my right hand between the girl’s navels, and worked it along amidst their bellies till it lay between their cunts. ‘Press down a bit, Alice!’ I said patting her bottom with my disengaged hand; promptly she complied with two or three vigorous down-thrusts which forced my palm hard against Fanny’s cunt while her own pressed deliciously against the back of my hand. The sensation of thus feeling at the same time these two full, fat, fleshy, warm and throbbing cunts between which my hand lay in sandwich fashion was something exquisite; and it was with the greatest reluctance that I removed it from the sweetest position it is ever likely to be in, but Alice’s restless and involuntary movements proclaimed that she was fast yielding to her feverish impatience to fuck Fanny and to taste the rapture of spending on the cunt of her maid the emission provoked by its sweet contact and friction against her own excited organ!
She still held Fanny closely clasped against her and with head slightly thrown back, she kept her eyes fixed on her maid’s terrified averted face with a gloating hungry look, murmuring softly: ‘Fanny, you shall now… love me!’ Both the girls were quivering, Alice from overwhelming and unsatisfied lust, Fanny from shame and horrible apprehension.
Caressing Alice’s bottom encouragingly, I whispered: ‘Go ahead, dear!’ In a trice her lips were pressed to Fanny’s flushed cheeks on which she rained hot kisses as she slowly began to agitate her cunt against her maid’s with voluptuous movements of her beautiful bottom. ‘Oh! miss…’ gasped Fanny, her eyes betraying the sexual emotion that she felt beginning to overpower her, her colour coming and going. Quicker and more agitated became Alice’s movements; soon she was furiously rubbing her cunt against Fanny’s with strenuous down-thrusting strokes of her bottom, continuing her fierce kisses on her maid’s cheeks as the latter lay helpless with half-closed eyes and tightly clasped in her mistress’s arms! Then a hurricane of sexual rage seemed to seize Alice! Her bottom wildly oscillated and gyrated with confused jerks, thrusts and shoves as she frenziedly pressed her cunt against Fanny’s with a rapid jogging motion. Suddenly Alice seemed to stiffen and become almost rigid, her arms gripped Fanny more tightly than ever; then her head fell forward on Fanny’s shoulder as an indescribable spasm thrilled through her, followed by convulsive vibrations and tremors! Almost simultaneously, Fanny’s half-closed eyes turned upwards till the whites were showing, her lips parted, she gasped brokenly: ‘Oh!… Miss… Alice!!… Ah… h!’ then thrilled convulsively while quiver after quiver shot through her! The blissful crisis had arrived! Mistress and maid were deliriously spending, cunt against cunt, Alice in rapturous ecstasy at having so deliciously satisfied her sexual desires by means of her maid’s cunt, while forcing the latter to spend in spite of herself, while Fanny was quivering ecstastically under heavenly sensations hitherto unknown to her (owing to her having been unconscious when she was ravished) and now communicated to her wondering senses by her mistress whom she still felt lying on her and in whose arms she was still clasped.
Intently I watched both girls, curious to learn how they would regard each other when they had recovered from their ecstastic trance. Would the mutual satisfaction of their overwrought sexual cravings wipe out the animosity between them which had caused the strange events of this afternoon, or would Alice’s undoubted lust for her maid be simply raised to a higher pitch by this satisfying of her sexuality on her maid’s body, and would Fanny consider that she had been violated by her mistress and therefore bear a deeper grudge than ever against her? It was a pretty problem and I eagerly awaited the outcome.
Alice was the first to move. With a long-drawn breath indicative of intense satisfaction she raised her head off Fanny’s shoulder. The slight movement roused Fanny, who mechanically turned her averted head towards Alice, and as the girls languidly opened their humid eyes, they found themselves looking straight at each other! Fanny coloured like a peony and quickly turned her eyes away; Alice on the contrary continued to regard the blushing face of her maid, a look of gratification and triumph came into her eyes, then she deliberately placed her lips on Fanny’s and kissed her, saying softly but significantly: ‘Now it’s Mr Jack’s turn, my dear!’ then raising her head she watched Fanny, with a malicious smile, to see how she would receive the intimation.
Fanny darted a startled horrified glance at me, another at her mistress, then seeing that both our faces only confirmed Alice’s announcement she cried pitifully: ‘No, no, Mr Jack! no, no, Miss Alice! oh! miss! how can you be so cruel!’ With another malicious smile, Alice again kissed her horrified maid, saying teasingly: ‘You must tell us afterwards which you like best, Fanny, and if you’re very good and let Mr Jack have as good a fuck as you have just given me, we’ll have each other in front of you for special edification!’
She kissed Fanny once more, then rose slowly off her, exposing as she did so her own cunt and that of her maid. I shot a quick glance at both in turn. The girls had evidently spent profusely, their hairs glistened with tiny drops of love-dew, while here and there bits were plastered down.
Alice caught my glance and smiled merrily. ‘I let myself go, Jack!’ she laughed, ‘but there will be plenty ready when you are!’ she added wickedly. ‘I’ll just put myself right, then I’ll do lady’s maid to Fanny and get her ready for you!’ Then with a saucy look she whispered: ‘Haven’t I sketched out a fine programme?’
‘You have indeed!’ I replied as I seized her and kissed her. ‘I wish only that I was to have you first, dear, while I’m so rampant!’
‘No, no,’ she whispered, kissing me again: ‘I’m not ready yet! fuck Fanny well, Jack! it will do her good, and you’ll find her a delicious mover!’ And she ran off to her alcove.
I sat down on the couch by Fanny’s side and began to play with her breasts, watching her closely. She was in a terrible state of agitation, her head rolling from side to side, her eyes closed, her lips slightly apart, while her bosom heaved wildly. As my hands seized her breasts gently she started, opened her eyes, and seeing that it was me she piteously pleaded: ‘Oh, Mr Jack! don’t… don’t…’ she could not bring herself to say the dreadful word that expressed her fate!
‘Don’t… what, Fanny?’ I asked maliciously. With an effort she brought out the word: ‘Oh! sir! don’t… fuck me!’
‘But your mistress has ordered it, Fanny, and she tells me you are very sweet, and so I want it! And it will be like taking your maidenhead, only much nicer for you, as you won’t have the pain that girls feel when they are first ravished and you’ll be able to taste all the pleasure!’
‘No, no, Mr Jack!’ she cried, ‘don’t… fuck me!’
Just then Alice came up with water, a sponge and a towel. ‘What’s the matter, Jack?’ she asked.
‘Your maid says she doesn’t want to be fucked, dear; perhaps you can convince her of her foolishness!’
Alice was now sponging Fanny’s cunt with sedulous care, and her attentions were making Fanny squirm and wriggle involuntarily in the most lovely fashion, much to her mistress’s gratification. When Alice had finished she turned to me and said: ‘She’s quite ready, Jack! go ahead!’
‘No, no, sir!’ yelled Fanny in genuine terror, but I quickly got between her legs and placed myself on her palpitating stomach, clasping her in my arms, then directing my prick against her delicious cleft, I got its head inside without much difficulty. Fanny was now wild with fright and shrieked despairingly as she felt me effect an entrance into her; and as my prick penetrated her deeper and deeper, she went off into a paroxysm of frantic plungings in the hope of dislodging me.
I did not experience half the difficulty I had anticipated in getting into Fanny, for her spendings under Alice had lubricated the passage; but she was exceedingly tight and I must have hurt her for her screams were terrible! Soon however I was into her till our hairs mingled, then I lay still for a little while to allow her to recover a bit; and before long her cries ceased and she lay panting in my arms.
Alice, who was in my full sight and had been watching with the closest attention and the keenest enjoyment this practical violation of her maid, now bent forward and said softly: ‘She’s all right, Jack! go on, dear!’ Promptly I set to work to fuck Fanny, at first with long slow piston-like strokes of my prick, then more and more rapid thrusts and shoves, driving myself well up her. Suddenly, I felt Fanny quiver deliciously under me… she had spent! Delightedly I continued to fuck her… soon she spent again, then again, and again, quivering with the most exquisite tremors and convulsions as she lay clasped tightly in my arms, uttering almost inarticulate ‘Ahs’ and ‘Ohs’ as the spasm of pleasure thrilled through her. Now I began to feel my own ecstasy quickly approaching! Hugging Fanny against me more closely than ever I let myself go and rammed furiously into her as she lay quivering under me till the rapturous crisis overtook me and madly I shot into her my pent-up torrent of boiling virile balm, inundating her sweetly excited interior and evidently causing her the most exquisite bliss, for her head fell backwards, her eyes closed, her nostrils dilated, her lips parted, as she ejaculated: ‘Ah!… Ah!!… Ah!!!…’ when feeling each jet of my hot discharge shoot into her! Heavens! how I spent! The thrilling, exciting and provocative events of the afternoon had worked me up into such a state of sexual excitement that the ample discharge I spent into Fanny did not quench my ardour; and as soon as the delirious thrills and spasms of pleasure had died away, I started fucking her a second time. But Alice intervened: ‘No Jack!’ she exclaimed softly, adding archly, ‘you must keep the rest for me! Get off quickly, dear, and let me attend to Fanny before it is too late!’
Unable to challenge her veto, I reluctantly withdrew my prick from Fanny’s cunt after kissing her ardently, then rose and retired to my alcove, while Alice quickly took Fanny into her charge and attended to her with loving care.
When I returned, Fanny was still lying on her back fastened down to the couch, and Alice was sitting by her and talking to her with an amused smile as she gently played with her maid’s breasts. As soon as Fanny caught sight of me she blushed rosy red, while Alice turned and greeted me with a welcoming smile.
‘I’ve been trying to find out from Fanny which fucking she liked the best,’ she said with a merry smile, ‘but she won’t say! Did she give you a good time, Jack?’
‘She was simply divine!’ I replied as I stooped and kissed the still blushing maid.
‘Then we’ll give her the reward we promised,’ replied Alice, looking sweetly at Fanny, she shan’t be tied up any more and she’ll see you fuck me, Jack, presently! Set her free, Jack!’ she added, and soon Fanny rose confusedly from the couch on which she had tasted the probably unique experience of being fucked in rapid succession first by a girl and then by a man! She was very shamefaced and her limbs were very stiff from having been retained so long in one position; but we supported her to the sofa where we placed her between us; then we gently chafed and massaged her limbs till they regained their powers and soothed her with our kisses and caresses, while our hands wandered all over her naked and still trembling body, and soon she was herself again.
‘Now Jack!’ exclaimed Alice who was evidently on heat again, ‘are you ready?’
‘Look dear!’ I replied, holding up my limp prick for her inspection, adding with a smile: ‘Time, my Christian friend!’ She laughed, took my prick gently in her hands and began to fondle it, but as it did not show the signs of returning life she so desired to see, she caught hold of Fanny’s hand and made it assist hers, much to Fanny’s bashful confusion. But her touch had the desired effect, and soon I was stiff and rampant again! ‘Thanks, Fanny!’ I said as I lovingly kissed her blushing face, ‘now Alice, if you will!’ Quickly Alice was on her back with parted legs. Promptly I got on to her and drove my prick home up her cunt, then clasping each other closely, we set to work and fucked each other deliciously, till we both spent in delirious transports of pleasure which heightened Fanny’s blushes, as with humid eyes she watched us in wondering astonishment and secret delight.
After exchanging ardent kisses we rose. ‘Come Fanny, we must dress and be off, I didn’t know it was so late!’ exclaimed Alice. Off the girls went together to Alice’s alcove while I retired to mine. I was delighted that their departure should be thus hurried as it would obviate the possible awkwardness of a more formal leave taking. Soon we all were dressed. I called a taxi and put the girls into it, their faces discreetly veiled, and as they drove off, I felt that the afternoon had not been wasted!
Four
Two days after this memorable afternoon I received the following letter from Alice:
MY DARLING JACK-I must write and tell you the sequel to yesterday’s lovely afternoon at the Snuggery.
Fanny didn’t say a word on the way home, but was evidently deeply thinking and getting more and more angry. She went straight to her room and I to mine. I did not expect she would resume her duties, in fact I rather anticipated she would come in to say she was going away at once! But in about ten minutes she came in as usual and proceeded to do her work just as if nothing had happened, only she wouldn’t speak unless it was absolutely necessary.
At eight o’clock she brought me the dinner menu as usual for my orders. I told her I felt too tired to dress and go down, so would dine in my own room, and that she must dine with me, as she was looking so tired and upset generally. She looked surprised, and I think she hesitated about accepting my invitation, but did so.
At dinner of course she had to talk. I saw she had refreshing and appetising food and she made a good dinner. I also induced her to drink a little Burgundy, which seemed to do her a lot of good, and she gradually became less sulky.
When the table was cleared she was going away, but I asked her to stay and rest comfortably if she had done her work for the day. To my surprise she seemed glad to do so. I installed her in a comfortable chair and made her chat with me about things in general, carefully avoiding anything that might recall the events of the afternoon!
After some little time so passed, she rose and stood before me in a most respectful attitude and said: ‘Miss Alice, you’ve always been a very kind mistress to me; you’ve treated me with every consideration, you’ve paid me well, you’ve given me light work. Would you mind telling me why you were so awfully cruel to me this afternoon?’
I was very surprised, but fortunately ideas came!
‘Certainly I will, Fanny,’ I replied, ‘I think you are entitled to know. Come and sit by me here and we can talk it over nicely.’
I was then on the little sofa with padded back and ends, which you know just holds two nicely. Fanny hesitated for a moment and then sat down.
‘I’ve always tried to be a good mistress to you, Fanny,’ I said gravely, ‘because you have been a very good maid to me. But of late there has been something wrong with you; your temper has been so queer that, though you have never disobeyed me, you have made your obedience very unpleasant; and I found myself wondering whether I had not better send you away. But I didn’t want to lose you and I liked you for yourself very much’ (here she half moved towards me) ‘and so thought I’d talk the case over with Mr Jack, who is one of my best friends and always helps me in all troublesome matters. He said something must be wrong with you, and there undoubtedly is-and you must presently tell me what it is-and advised that he should give you a good shock-which he has done!’
‘My God! yes, Miss Alice!’ Fanny replied almost tearfully.
‘But there is a second reason, Fanny,’ I continued, ‘which I will explain to you, as to why you were forced to submit yourself to me and to Mr Jack. Am I wrong in guessing that your queer temper has been caused by your not being able to satisfy certain sexual cravings and desires? Tell me frankly!’
‘Yes!’ she whispered bashfully.
‘We felt sure of it!’ I continued. ‘Mr Jack said to me: “Look here, Alice, isn’t it absurd that you two girls should be living in such close relations as mistress and maid, and yet should go on suffering from stifled natural sexual functions when you could and should so easily soothe each other?” Then he explained to me how!’
I gently took her hand; she yielded it to me without hesitation. ‘Now Fanny, do you understand? Shall we not agree to help each other, to make life pleasanter and more healthy for us both? We tried each other this afternoon, Fanny! Do you like me sufficiently?’
She blushed deeply, then glanced shyly but lovingly at me. I took the hint. I slipped my arm round her, she yielded to my pressure. I drew her to me and kissed her fondly, whispering: ‘Shall we be sweethearts, Fanny?’
She sank into my arms murmuring: ‘Oh, Miss Alice!’ her eyes shining with love! Our lips met, we sealed our compact with kisses!
Just then ten o’clock struck: ‘Now we’ll have a night-cap and go to bed,’ I said to her. ‘Will you get the whisky and siphon, dear, and mix my allowance and also one for yourself, as it will do you good.’ Fanny rose and served me with the ‘grog’ as I call it, and when we had finished we turned out the lights and went to my bedroom.
After she had done my hair and prepared me for bed as usual I said to her softly: ‘Now go and undress, dear, and come back!’ and significantly kissed her. She blushed sweetly and withdrew. I undressed.
Presently there was a timid tap on the door, and Fanny came in shyly in her ‘nightie’. ‘Take it off, dear, please,’ I said softly, ‘I want to see you, I was too excited to do so this afternoon!’ Bashfully and with pretty blushes she complied. I made her lie on my bed naked and had a good look at her all over, back, front, everywhere! Jack! she is a little beauty! When I kissed her after I had thoroughly examined her, she put her arms round my neck and whispered: ‘May I look at you, miss?’ So in turn I lay down naked and she looked me all over and played with me, kissed me here and there, till the touch of her lips and hands set my blood on fire. ‘Come, darling!’ I whispered. In a moment she was on the bed by me with parted legs; I got between them and on her, and in each other’s arms we lay spending, she sometimes on me, I oftener on her, till we fell asleep still clasped against each other! Oh, Jack, you don’t know what a good turn you did us yesterday afternoon!
Today Fanny is another person, so sweet and gentle and loving! An indescribable thrill comes over me when I think that I have this delicious girl at my command whenever I feel I’d like to be-naughty! You must come and see us soon, and have some tea-and my maid and me!
Your loving sweetheart,