The Young Governess (16 page)

Alice reached now for Kate’s fanny and buried two of her slim fingers in the tight, young opening. Kate moaned loudly as Alice stroked the hole rapidly, stimulating her flow of juices. Withdrawing her fingers, she spread Kate’s slippery exudate over the large, erect nipple of one of her own magnificent tits. Cupping the juicy tit in her hands, she held it toward Kate’s mouth.

“Lick my nipple,” she instructed, her voice quivering with lust. “Taste your own fanny ... taste it ... suck it!”

Kate eagerly obeyed, mouthing Alice’s sharp nipple hungrily, noisily sucking her own sweet juices from Alice’s tit.

“Aaaaaaahhhhhh... that’s good... suck it, dearest, suck it!” Alice gazed lovingly at Kate’s fresh, innocent face, flushed with excitement at the taste of her own love juices and Alice’s fat nipple.

Alice pulled her foot up level with Kate’s open slit and began to rub and caress the swollen, wet lips with her smooth, sensitive toes. Kate sighed deeply, leaning back against the couch. She grasped Alice’s warm foot in her hands and rubbed her toes harder against her aching fanny-flesh.

“Stick my toes in your cunny,” Alice gasped, loving the feeling of warm, slippery little lips against her tender foot. “Fuck yourself with my toes!” Holding Alice’s foot with both hands, Kate began to probe into her cunt-hole with Alice’s big toe, stroking it in and out of her hot slit feverishly. Kate moaned with pleasure at the penetration into her fanny, and Alice felt the warm, wetness of her juices enclose the tip of her foot.

“Now in your arse... fuck your arsehole,” Alice ordered, watching with delight as Kate obeyed. She felt Kate’s tight arsehole open easily as her big toe pressed against its puckered opening. She was amazed and excited by the ease with which the rosy pink hole accepted the penetration. She panted with lust as she watched Kate jerk her arsecheeks back and forth shamelessly, luxuriating in the feeling.

“Suck my toes... lick them... lick your juices,” she commanded breathlessly, pulling her toe from Kate’s tight arsehole and moving her foot towards her mouth. If Kate found this request repugnant in any way, she showed no signs of it. She lapped and slurped hungrily at Alice’s lovely toes, sucking them into her mouth and tantalizing them with her tongue, hungrily licking and devouring her own juices. “Oh... you are perfect, quite perfect,” she sighed as Kate continued with her sucking. “Now you may suck my fanny. Put your head between my legs,” she ordered, “but keep your bottom up here by me.” She guided Kate’s head to her crotch and positioned her so that her head was pointing downward between Alice’s thighs and her knees rested beside Alice, her arse high in the air and spread wide open to Alice’s touch.

“Just take my button, my clitoris, between your lips,” she said hoarsely, her voice thick and breathless with lust. She felt Kate’s hot mouth encircle her clit, sending shivers through her loins. “That’s right... just hold it with your lips... flick it... flick it with your tongue!” she cried as Kate’s hot, quick tongue lambasted Alice’s unusually large clitoris, sending shivers of delight throughout her entire body.

Savouring the exquisite sensation of her clit trapped and throbbing in Kate’s mouth, Alice turned to Kate’s lovely arse beside her. She spread the smooth young cheeks even wider with her hands and gazed greedily at the lovely sight. Kate’s soft brown pubic hair covered the fat pouch of her youthful fanny. The inner labia protruded slightly from the downy outer folds of flesh, her clit peaking out from its little hood, red and swollen. Clear, syrupy love-juice oozed from the pink flesh at the mouth of her cunt, musky and enticing. Her arsehole was a delicate, pinkish tan in colour and tightly puckered, tightening and slackening, just waiting to be licked.

“Keep flicking it like that ... uuummmmm... that’s right, dear girl,” Alice moaned as she continued to relish the sensation of her governess’s mouth tantalizing her clit. She began to play teasingly with Kate’s fanny. She ran her fingertip along the edge of the slick inner lips, then pressed her finger between them and stroked it up and down through the oozing groove of her cunt. She poked the mouth of Kate’s vaginal opening provocatively with her fingertip, eliciting deep, muffled groans from Kate. She plunged her fingers deep into the hot, fleshy hole, feeling the way the strong muscles of the young girl’s hungry vagina sucked her fingers inside and gripped them tightly. Stroking and stretching the soft folds of fanny-flesh for a few moments, she withdrew and gently plucked at Kate’s throbbing clit, stroking it the way she would stroke her own. As Kate’s groans increased with each new move Alice’s fingers made, her arse began to jerk greedily, wanting more and more stimulation. Kate began to remove her mouth from Alice’s clit.

“Keep sucking!” Alice commanded, enjoying her power to control Kate and to have her hold her clit so excitingly in her mouth. She continued to tease Kate’s fanny as she luxuriated in the feeling of her clit throbbing and warm inside Kate’s mouth, being caressed by her lips and lightly flicked with her hot tongue. Diverting her attention from Kate’s clit, Alice turned her consideration to Kate’s wrinkled arsehole as it now flexed with hunger and excitement. She plunged her fingers deep into the hot opening, once more amazed at the way it stretched almost as easily as did her cunt-hole. She fucked her fingers in and out rapidly before finally giving in to her desire to suck and lick Kate’s luscious pink cunt-flesh.

She pulled Kate’s thigh across herself, straddling Kate’s spread arse-cheeks over her tits. With a lusty sigh, she began to devour the sweet young flesh with voracious lips and tongue. Pulling her smooth buttocks closer, her movements became wilder and more passionate as Kate began to stroke her own tongue up and down through Alice’s dripping, voracious maw. Their actions became more and more frenzied as each girl drove the other to higher peaks of lust and animal desire. Alice felt herself being completely overwhelmed by the tremendous current of sexual power that ebbed and flowed between them. Their moans became sharp gasps of pleasure and ecstasy as their mutual sucking and licking took on a fevered pace. Their bodies bucked and writhed against each other in total abandon as their pleasure peaked and then began to slowly subside. And playing shamelessly with herself, young Ellie had watched it all…

Robert Harcourt read the cryptic note again. The housekeeper, Mrs Beveridge, had handed it to him on a salver the moment he had returned from his business in London.

It was in his sister’s hand and read simply: ‘We are at the Hall. Join us if you wish to discover your inamorata’s true nature.’ Just as he was about to leave, Mrs Beveridge coughed discreetly.

“If I may make so bold, Mr Robert, there is something I think you ought to see…”

She led him to the pantry and pointed silently to a bottle of laudanum and a half-empty wine bottle. Robert looked at her in mute enquiry.

“That poor girl. I can tell you nothing more, Sir. It is more than my job is worth…”

Robert cut the woman short with hasty muttered thanks and, with a face of thunder, turned on his heel and left.

* * * * *

For a long time after their mutual climax, Alice held Kate in her arms. Then she leant up on one elbow and looked down at the confused young girl with cold eyes.

“Listen to me you sweet little hussy… you belong to me. And you will never, ever, ensnare my brother with any of your cunning little wiles, your cheap, tawdry sentiments, or by playing the put-upon, innocent young miss; no, you may banish any ideas you may have entertained of being the next Mrs Harcourt. You are a common little trollop, good for nothing more than ridding your betters of their baser passions. My brother has had his fill of you, you would do well to forget him now, or it will be the worse for you.” She paused to squeeze one of Kate’s breasts painfully, as if to gain her attention, “Do you understand, you silly little wanton?”

Kate nodded dumbly, the tears stinging her eyes, not for the first time feeling utterly betrayed and alone. How could Robert have left her after all that had passed between them? The passion, the caresses, the tenderness, the protestations of love?

“Give me some more wine, will you please?” was all she could bring herself to say. Alice Harcourt smiled and beckoned to Ellie to refresh Kate’s glass from the little decanter that she had brought with them from Walthrop.

Kate gratefully gulped down the contents, rejoicing in the warm, comforting glow that it brought to her senses. She dashed her tears away with the back of her hand. She would show them all! She cared not for love or any such romantic foolishness! She needed sex! That was her basic requirement… that was all that she needed from anyone.

She looked around her. What she saw would make any Roman orgy look tame. All over the Hall’s interior men and women were indulging in every sexual congress that she had ever thought possible. The Handmaidens were busier than ever, but now Molly came over to them.

“Come, Kate, his Lordship has a fine stand – as hard as nails – and he is calling for you!”

Kate allowed herself to be led by the hand to a dark alcove where Lord Barchester was reclining on a sofa. Ruth was kneeling to one side of him and teasing his balls with her mouth; his erection was superb – quite perpendicular – and Kate’s mouth watered involuntarily. She wanted it! She needed it!

Molly and Ruth, their pale and dark complexions contrasting prettily, helped her astride the recumbent peer, Ruth’s agile fingers directing the head of his cock into the groove of Kate’s cunt, while Molly parted her pretty buttocks to reveal her neat arsehole. Kate could feel the slight yield of his spongy cockhead as it found the entrance to her vagina. She pushed down hard. Whimpering with pleasure she accepted the full length of his hard shaft into her tight quim.

Vincent Barchester gasped as he felt the hidden fingers of Kate’s cunt muscles massage his erection. He moaned in delight as she began to rise and fall upon his cock like a horsewoman astride a trotting horse.

Unfortunately for Kate, at that very moment, the tall, stooping figure of Edgar Pike hove into view. For a while he watched the little group. Then, striding over to them, he grabbed Molly by the scruff of her neck and forced her down onto his large but drooping penis. Molly went at her task like a trooper. She took the pastor’s phallus into her mouth and started to suck. Soon the Reverend Pike’s cock was hard again. As Molly did her best to continue to lick and fondle his cock and balls, he knelt behind Kate and clasped her hips, arresting her up and down motion. With a hand on each arsecheek, he drew them apart to reveal her little brown anal pucker.

“Come, Ruth,” he commanded, “prepare the way for me!”

The slight girl ducked under his arms and started to use a skilful tongue on Kate’s arsehole.

Kate bucked and writhed at the intimate contact, but tried to keep still, if only for the girl’s sake. She felt Ruth’s tongue flatten and cover the sensitive surface in a broad swipe, then dance delicately over its little striations, then stiffen and point, drilling the tight sphincter as if wanting to gain access to her very bowels. Lord Barchester looked over Kate’s shoulder and grinned approvingly at the activity behind her.

“Are you intending to take Miss Spencer in the manner of the Sodomites, Reverend?”

Pike gave him a horsey grin.

“Why yes, my Lord. I believe I am!”

“Then please, Sir, do not hold back on my account!”

Kate’s mind reeled with the implication. They were going to take her both at once! She was to be no more than the meat between two bits of bread! A sandwich! Her arsehole twitched nervously against Ruth’s industrious tongue. Please, no, dear God! Not that! She recalled the Reverend’s huge size, and her eyes watered at the memory. She looked behind her, straight into the implacable, lust-distorted features of the bogus parson.

“Nooooo!” she cried.

It was too much. Kate struggled to get up. But she had not reckoned with Lord Barchester’s strong arms that tightened around her waist like a vice, completely immobilising her. Molly bent down and stroked her neck as one might soothe a pet animal, trying to comfort her.

“There, Kate, don’t take on so… you will enjoy it, to be sure…”

The words were hardly reassuring as Pike’s enormous cock once more started to batter at the cringing little sphincter between Kate’s trembling arsecheeks.

“Please, Reverend, I beg you…” cried Kate craning her neck to appeal to the man.

But she could see that he was implacable, his face a mask of lust, and nothing would deter him from his goal. Indeed, to Pike it seemed that her buttocks were jutting towards him and obscenely, gently rotating as if in invitation. Her thighs tensed and rippled in lithe strength as she shifted on her feet, and then Lord Barchester reached around her back with his hands and tenderly pulled apart her buttocks with his fingers, disclosing, in an even more obscene gesture, that little dark hole for the parson’s pleasure.

Kate’s tiny revealed anus, which now appeared so raw and vulnerable, was as a bullseye in a target to Pike, and her bottom rotated as if on its own axis, taunting and teasing the man so intent on once more plundering the depths of her rectum, and who had begun to manipulate his rigid cock, pushing its spongy, yielding head until it lodged just inside her anal ring.

Kate moaned piteously as her double-impalement began to take effect. It was as though two great wooden stakes were running her through, so tight and full were the thrustings she now endured. “Aaaaaaggggghhhhh!” she groaned with each inch that she forced up into her tight, hot passage. Oh God, I’m being punished! I’m punishing myself! Yes, yes! Beautiful, painful, sweet agony! This is for Robert, for betraying him… Her confused mind screamed these muddled thoughts at her as she waggled her buttocks and skewered back upon the huge prick burrowing its relentless, never ending length right up into her wide-stretched rectum. There! It’s home! All the way! I can feel the pubic hair of his pelvis against my crotch. I’ve taken it all right into my arsehole and its magnificent head is in my bowels! Oh mercy! It is so horribly wonderful...!