Anonymous - The Way Of A Man With A Maid

Alice now moved towards us, print in hand: ‘Thanks awfully, Jack, it’s lovely!’ and she began to roll it up. ‘Now Fanny, we must be off!’

‘Don’t bother about the print, I’ll send it after you,’ I said. ‘And where are you off to now?’

‘Nowhere in particular,’ she replied; ‘we’ll look at the shops and the people. Goodbye, Jack!’

‘One moment,’ I interposed. ‘You were talking the other day about some perfection of a lady’s maid whom you didn’t want to lose’ (Fanny smiled complacently), ‘but whose tantrums and ill tempers were getting more than you could stand.’ (Fanny here began to look angry). ‘Somebody suggested that you should give her a good spanking’ (Fanny assumed a contemptuous air), ‘or if you couldn’t manage it yourself you should get someone to do it for you!’ (Fanny here glared at me). ‘Is this the young lady?’

Alice nodded, with a curious glance at Fanny, who was now evidently getting into one of her passions.

‘Well, as you’ve nothing to do this afternoon, and she happens to be here, and this room is so eminently suitable for the purpose, shall I take the young woman in hand for you and teach her a lesson?’

Before Alice could reply, Fanny with a startled exclamation darted to the door, evidently bent on escape, but in spite of her vigorous twists of the handle and shakings, the door refused to open, for the simple reason that unnoticed by her I had locked it! Instantly divining that she was a prisoner, she turned hurriedly round to watch our movements, but she was too late! With a quickness learnt on the football field, I was on to her and pinned her arms to her sides in a grip that she could not break out of despite her frantic struggles: ‘Let me go!… let me go, Mr Jack!’ she screamed; I simply chuckled as I knew I had her safe now! I had to exert all my strength and skill, for she was extraordinarily strong and her furious rage added to her power; but in spite of her desperate resistance, I forced her to the hanging pulleys where Alice was eagerly waiting for us. With astonishing quickness she made fast the ropes to Fanny’s wrists and set the machinery going-and in a few seconds the surprised girl found herself standing erect with her arms dragged up taut over her head!

‘Well done, Jack!’ exclaimed Alice as she delightedly surveyed the still struggling Fanny! The latter was indeed a lovely subject of contemplation, as with heaving bosom, flushed cheeks, and eyes that sparkled with rage, she stood panting, endeavouring to get back her breath, while her agitated fingers vainly strove to get her wrists free from the pulley ropes. We watched her in victorious silence, waiting for the outburst of wrathful fury which we felt would come as soon as she was able to speak.

It soon came! ‘How dare you, Mr Jack!’ Fanny burst out as she flashed her great piercing eyes at us, her whole body trembling with anger; ‘how dare you treat me like this! Let me loose at once, or as sure as I am alive, I’ll have the law on you and also on that mealy-mouthed smooth-faced demure hypocrite that calls herself my mistress 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.