Gloria Day - House of dark pleasure

"I've wanted to have someone like you with me for a long time," said Mildred, "but I doubted that I'd ever find the person I wanted."

Doris stared at her mistress.

"You're very much like me, you know," Mildred smiled down at her.

Doris' mouth dropped open in surprise.

"And you'll be much more so when you're older!"

"Why do you say that?" gasped Doris.

Mildred smiled. "I can tell." She took a deep breath. "I'm not as young as I was – and I worry about Willis sometimes. If I wasn't here, God knows what might happen to him – they might even put him away in some institution. The poor boy'd really go out of his mind then. Of course if you were here…" she looked at Doris very intently, "… as a legal guardian, in charge of the manor, there wouldn't be any problem."

"Don't talk like that, Mildred. You're all right – what makes you think that something'll happen to you?"

Mildred smiled. "Nothing really, I'm just thinking out loud – and I want to know how you feel about the idea."

Doris moved herself gently as Mabel massaged a very sensitive part of her body. "I-I don't know what to say, Mildred. I don't even like to think about it!" Her eyes were troubled.

"That's all right," Mildred reassured her. "I intend to be around for a long time yet – but I want to be sure you'll stay!"

"I'll stay, Mildred, I promise. I want to stay – there doesn't seem anything else I want to do!"

Mildred hesitated, then: "And Willis – what about him?"

Doris stared at Mildred. "You-you mean him being after me all the time, trying to get into my pussy?"

"That's what I mean," Mildred said.

"I don't mind," said Doris. She giggled. "In fact, I'm beginning to like it!"

Mildred smiled. "I thought you would," she whispered. "You're a dear girl, Doris, a very sweet girl!"

Doris smiled back, then a dreamy expression came onto her face. "Willis has got a-an amazing cock!" She giggled.

Mildred nodded. "I know just how amazing it is!"

Doris looked at her face slyly. "I'm sure you do!"

Mildred laughed. "And it's always in a state of erection; always ready!"

"So I've noticed."

"Just a glimpse under your skirt – just one little hair of your pussy makes him want to masturbate."

"I guessed that!"

"He even masturbates at the dinner table!"

"I've seen him," Doris admitted.

Mildred looked at Doris, fondly. "I think you'll fit in perfectly here."

Doris nodded. "I'm beginning to think that, too."

"The money," said Mildred, "you can save just about all I pay you – and then there are extras…"

"Like Barney Macallister?"

Mildred laughed. "Like that – and I'm sure there'll be more if you want it!"

Doris was thoughtful, then: "And Doctor Basil?"

"He'll always be here," said Mildred, "whenever you want to see him, he'll be ready." She met Doris' eyes: "He'll do anything you want – anything!"

"That'll be nice," murmured Doris. "I like him."

"He's downstairs now," said Mildred. "I'd go down and invite him to stay for dinner."

Mabel's hands did delicious things between Doris' thighs.

"And Doris," said Mildred, "tonight…" she hesitated.

"Yes?"

Mildred took a deep breath. "Would you like to have Basil stimulate both of us, and after…" she wet her lips, "we'll spend the night together in my bed?"

A new kind of excitement throbbed through Doris' body. She had never really experienced the delights of another woman's body.

"There are some-some new things I could show you," murmured Mildred, her voice strangely unsteady.

"Oh, yes," hissed Doris, "oh, Mildred, yes!"

Doris followed Mildred with her eyes as the older woman left the bedroom.

Mabel massaged, silently, thoroughly.

"Deeper!" muttered Doris, squirming her young flesh. "Dig in deep, keep me aroused, touch every throbbing part of me – make me come and come and come because I can never have enough. The more I get, the more I want. Appease me, Mabel, now!"

And Doris twisted herself onto her face as the cook's skillful, experienced hands did voluptuous things to every sensuous part of her erotic body.