Anonymous - The Way Of A Man With A Maid

‘Mes compliments, mademoiselle!’ I said with a low bow as she came up.

She smiled and blushed, but was too intent on Fanny to joke with me. ‘That’s lovely, Jack!’ she exclaimed after a careful inspection of her now trembling maid, ‘but surely she can get loose!’

‘Oh no!’ I replied with a smile, ‘but if you like I’ll fasten her ankles together!’

‘No, sir!’ cried Fanny affrightedly.

‘Yes Jack, do!’ exclaimed Alice, her eyes gleaming with lust and delight. She evidentially had thought out some fresh torture for Fanny, and with the closest attention, she watched me as I linked her maid’s slender ankles together in spite of the poor girl’s entreaties!

‘I like that much better, Jack,’ said Alice, smiling her thanks; then catching me by the elbow, she pushed me towards my alcove saying: ‘We both will want you presently, Jack!’ looking roguishly at me, ‘so get ready! But tell me first where are the feathers?’

‘Oh! that’s your game!’ I replied with a laugh. She nodded, colouring slightly, and I told her where she would find them.

I had a peephole in my alcove through which I could see all that passed in the room, and being curious to watch the two girls, I placed myself by it as I slowly undressed myself.

Having found the feathers, Alice placed the box near her, then going right up to Fanny, she took hold of her own breasts with her hands, raised them till they were level with Fanny’s, then leaning on Fanny so that their stomachs were in close contact, she directed her breasts against Fanny’s, gently rubbing her nipples against Fanny’s while she looked intently into Fanny’s eyes! It was a most curious sight! The girls’ naked bodies were touching from their ankles to their breasts, their cunts were so close to each other that their hairs formed one mass, while their faces were so near to each other that the brim of Alice’s matinee hat projected over Fanny’s forehead!

Not a word was said! For about half a minute Alice continued to rub her breasts gently against Fanny’s with her eyes fixed on Fanny’s downcast face, then suddenly I saw both naked bodies quiver, and then Fanny raised her head and for the first time responded to Alice’s glance, her colour coming and going! At the same moment, a languorous voluptuous smile swept over Alice’s face, and gently she kissed Fanny, who flushed rosy red but as far as I could see did not respond.

‘Won’t you… love me, Fanny?’ I heard Alice say softly but with a curious strained voice! Immediately I understood the position. Alice was lusting after Fanny! I was delighted! It was clear that Fanny had not yet reciprocated Alice’s passion, and I determined that Alice should have every opportunity of satisfying her lust on Fanny’s naked helpless body, till the latter was converted to tribadism with Alice as the object.

‘Won’t you… love me, Fanny?’ again asked Alice softly, now supplementing the play of her breasts against Fanny’s by insinuating and significant pressings of her stomach against Fanny’s, again kissing the latter sweetly. But Fanny made no response, and Alice’s eyes grew hard with a steely cruel glitter which boded badly for Fanny!

Quitting Fanny, Alice went straight to the box of feathers, picked out one, and returned to Fanny, feather in hand. The sight of her moving about thus, her breasts dancing, her hips swaying, her cunt and bottom in full view, her nakedness intensified by her piquant costume of hat, shoes and stockings, was enough to galvanise a corpse; it set my blood boiling with lust and I could hardly refrain from rushing out and compelling her to let me quench my fires in her! I however did resist the temptation, and rapidly undressed to my shoes and socks so as to be ready to take advantage of any chance that either of the girls might offer; but I remained in my alcove with my eye to the peephole as I was curious to witness the denouement of this strangely voluptuous scene, which Alice evidently wished to play single handed.

No sooner did Fanny catch sight of the feather that she screamed: ‘No!… no! Miss Alice!… don’t tickle me!’ at the same time striving frantically to break the straps that linked together her wrists and her ankles. But my tackle was too strong! Alice meanwhile had caught up a cushion which she placed at Fanny’s feet and right in front of her; she knelt on it, rested her luscious bottom on her heels, and having settled herself down comfortably she, with a smile in which cruelty and malice were strangely blended, gloatingly contemplated for a moment her maid’s naked and agitated body, then slowly and deliberately applied the tip of the feather to Fanny’s cunt.

‘Oh, my God! Miss Alice, don’t!’ yelled Fanny, writhing in delicious contortions in her desperate endeavours to dodge the feather. ‘Don’t miss!!’ she shrieked, as Alice, keenly enjoying her maid’s distress and her vain efforts to avoid the torture, proceeded delightedly to pass the feather lightly along the sensitive lips of Fanny’s cunt and finally set to work to tickle Fanny’s clitoris, thereby sending her so nearly into hysterical convulsions that I felt it time I intervened.

As I emerged from my alcove Alice caught sight of me and dropped her hand as she turned towards me, her eyes sparkling with lascivious delight! ‘Oh, Jack! did you see her?’ she cried excitedly.

‘I heard her, dear!’ I replied ambiguously, ‘and began to wonder whether you were killing her, so I came out to see!’

‘Not a bit of it!’ she cried, hugely pleased.

‘I’m going to give her another turn!’ a declaration that produced from Fanny the most pitiful pleadings which however seemed only to increase Alice’s cruel satisfaction, and she was proceeding to be as good as her word when I stopped her.

‘You’d better let me first soothe her irritated senses, dear,’ I said, and with one hand I caressed and played with Fanny’s full and voluptuous breasts, which I found tense and firm under her sexual excitement, while with the other I stroked and felt her cunt, a procedure that evidently afforded her considerable relief although, at another time, it doubtless would have provoked shrieks and cries! She had not spent, though she must have been very close to doing it; and I saw that I must watch Alice very closely indeed during the ‘turn’ she was going to give Fanny for my special delectation, lest the catastrophe I was so desirous of avoiding should occur, for, in my mind, I had decided that when Alice had finished tickling Fanny she should have an opportunity of satisfying her lustful cravings on her, when it would be most desirable that Fanny should be in a condition to show the effect on her of Alice’s lascivious exertions.

While feeling Fanny’s cunt, I naturally took the opportunity to see if Alice’s penetrating finger had met with any difficulty entering and had thus caused Fanny the pain that her shrieks and wriggles had indicated. I found the way in intensely tight, a confirmation of her story and statement that nothing had gone in since the rape was committed on her. Although therefore I could not have the gratification of taking her virginity, I felt positive that I should have a delicious time and that, practically, I should be violating her, and I wondered into which of the two delicious cunts now present I would shoot my surging and boiling discharge as I dissolved in Love’s sweetest ecstasies!

‘Now, Alice, I think she is ready for you!’ I said when I had stroked and felt Fanny to my complete satisfaction.

‘No, no, Miss Alice!’ shrieked Fanny in frantic terror, ‘for God’s sake, don’t tickle me again!’

Disregarding her cries Alice, who had with difficulty restrained her impatience, quietly again applied the feather to Fanny’s cunt, and a wonderful spectacle followed! Fanny’s shrieks, cries and entreaties filled the room while she wriggled and squirmed and twisted herself about in the most bewitchingly provocative manner, while Alice, with parted lips and eyes that simply glistened with lust, remorselessly tickled her maid’s cunt with every refinement of cruelty, every fresh shriek and convulsion bringing a delighted look on her tell-tale face. Motionless I watched the pair, till I noticed Fanny’s breasts stiffen and become tense. Immediately I covered her cunt with my hand, saying to Alice: ‘Stop dear, she’s had as much as she can stand!’ Then reluctantly she desisted from her absorbing occupation and rose, her naked body quivering with aroused but unsatisfied lust.