Anonymous - The Way Of A Man With A Maid

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.