wait for me in my room, where you will be ready to undress me and wash me before I go to bed. Then-'
'Then?' Lord Kelingson asked with a smile.
'Then,' Dorothea went on in a lower voice, 'you will wait for your master and undress him. As the slave you will remain all night at our disposal too. And when we are both in… in our bed, you will be the impotent witness of the first night of love of your master and your mistress.'
And to anticipate on the sweet prospect, the governess turned towards Lord Kelingson and again offered her lips to him while Mabel, the submissive slave, hastened towards her cruel destiny.
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