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?’
