The Governess- 12

“Dry your arms and shoulders Richard while I warm you up a bit, my you are
cold.” She cupped one hand beneath his tight scrotum and began to rub gently
back and forth at the same time she gently pushed the foreskin of his penis
backward until the rim of the glans was revealed. Richard blushed a deeper red
as she looked at him, her face but a few inches from his. “Don’t be a shy little
boy, you were all shrivelled up down here.” Her eyes dropped to his penis and
Richard could not help look down at her gentle fingers as she pushed the
foreskin back tightly and pinched the tip of the glans. Richard felt himself
beginning to harden and looked at Diane in panic as she slowly slid the foreskin
backward and forward, her fingers rubbing over the sensitive glans, pushing the
foreskin back, stretching it tightly.
“There that seems better, stand up and I will dry your legs.”
Richard groaned inwardly, his penis was standing out in front of him as she took
the towel from his fingers.
“Hands by your side that’s a good boy.” Richard stood up blushing furiously as
she began to dry his legs. He could see the girls watching him. All eyes seemed
to be on his penis as she pushed his legs further apart and brought the towel up
underneath his testicles. Diane’s face was only a few inches away from the boy’s
erection as she dried his thighs. Deliberately she took hold of the tip of the
penis between her finger and thumb and squeezed the tip of the glans, causing
Richard to jerk his hips backward.
“Turn around and bend down and touch your toes, I want to dry your bottom.”
Richard coloured up once more as she looked up at him, but turned and slowly
bent his body over until his hands could grasp his ankles.
“Further apart that’s the way.” Diane pushed at his legs until his thighs were
widely splayed.
She took a small part of the towel in her hand and gently wiped down between the
cheeks of his bottom. Cupping his scrotum in her other hand she stood up and
bent over him. She dropped the towel and placed a hand on his back. Letting go
of his scrotum she smacked him across the buttocks smartly.
“There you’re all done now you can stand up.” Richard straightened up his penis
still standing out in front of him. The softness of her hands and the smell of
her exotic perfume playing havoc with his senses.
“Annette would you dress him for me.” Diane looked across at the new young maid
and pointed at Richard’s clothes.
“Richard go and stand in front of Annette.” Richard felt absolutely humiliated
as he hesitantly walked to stand in front of the pretty young maid. His penis
was still stiff and wobbled up and down as he walked. He felt foolish having to
stand naked in front of the young girl. He dare not look her in the face as she
knelt in front of him holding his underpants.
“Lift your leg. “She said matter of factly as she held the pants open at the
waist for him to step into.
“Now the other one.” Richard felt waves of embarrassment pass through him as she
pulled the pants up over his legs. Deliberately she took hold of the shaft of
his penis and as the pants reached his hips she pulled sideways, placing the
penis inside the waistband of his underpants. Diane looked on with an amused
expression at the way in which the young girl had handled the boy.

The two girls were both naked, their skin soft and suffused in a rosy glow from
their baths.
Wendy was laid face down upon her bed, her rounded buttocks pushed high
into the air by two pillows which had been placed beneath her hips. Annette’s
gentle fingers delicately rubbed ointment into the livid weal’s which delineated
her bottom cheeks.
“Oooh that feels so soothing.” Wendy squirmed her hips, her pretty bottom moving
seductively from side to side.
“Push your knee’s a little further apart I can’t get at you properly.” Annette
murmured as she slipped a hand between the soft flesh of Wendy’s bottom.
Deliberately she pushed her hand underneath the prostrate girl, cupping her
fingers under the gentle swelling of the young maid’s pubis. Annette felt a
tremor run through the body beneath her as she gently pushed two fingers up into
the crease of the parted lips of the vagina. With a firm movement she pushed
further up inside the moist orifice.
Wendy gasped at the sudden intrusion, her hips lifting off the pillows. Annette
stood up from her kneeling position beside the bed. She kept her fingers pushed
firmly into the girl’s vagina as she straddled Wendy’s body, sitting lightly on
her back facing her legs. She bent forward over the girl’s bottom and pushed her
other hand between the cheeks.

Annette worked her fingers diligently, she was determined to make her friend
come quickly. Wendy had made her stand with her legs wide apart while she had
bathed her. Her clever fingers had penetrated both her vagina and her pretty
bottom, making her climax twice before Wendy had let her get out of the bath.
“Relax now, Miss Diane said I should make you come too, so please open your
legs as wide as you can.” Annette’s voice was a whisper as she bent forward to
her task. Her dainty fingers moved insistently in the syrupy vagina, her other
fingers delicately teased the opening of her bottom. Annette pushed with her
forefinger against the tightly closed sphincter of Wendy’s bottom. She watched
as her finger slid up into the hole. “Oooohh..oohh….mmmm.mm” Wendy moaned as
Annette moved her finger in circular motions inside her bottom. She moved her
fingers faster inside the girl’s vagina, pushing her fingers to the limit, at
the same time she thrust a second finger up into the wriggling bottom.
“Arrrrrgggg..hhhhhh…Ooooooohhh..ooooooooooohhhhhhh..
I…I’m..ccc..coming..oohh ” Wendy was beside herself with ecstasy as Annette’s
busy fingers brought her to a climax. “Does that feel nice?” Annette murmured to
the girl as she increased the pace of her fingers. “Oooooohhh..y..yes, it feels
wonderful..aarrrgggh arrrgh. Wendy groaned once more as Annette bent her head
forward and bit the quivering buttocks beneath her. Slowly she decreased the
pace of her fingers, watching the quivering body of the girl beneath her as her
climax subsided.
Later the girls lay side by side on the bed. Annette gently stroked her delicate
fingers over her friends breasts, the nipples hard and pointed quivered under
her gentle caresses.
“Do we have to bath Richard tonight?” Annette whisper as she turned her
head towards Wendy.
“No I think Miss Diane and Veronica are going to do it.” Her friend replied
as sat up. She looked down at Annette and stroked her hand down over the girl’s
tummy, her hand cupping the smoothly shaved pubis. Annette squeezed her legs
together, trapping Wendy’s fingers between the juncture of her thighs. “I think
we had better just check to see that I am right about Richard’s bath. Do you
want to get dressed and come with me?”.

Richard was laid in bed. He had not seen the girls since they had eaten dinner.
It had been nine thirty by the time Richard had got to his room. He had been
given no instructions as to what he should do, so he had put on the new pyjamas
he had found on the bed and after brushing his teeth had climbed in between the
sheets.

Shafts of sunlight filtered through the serrated edges of the palm tree leaves
which covered the conservatory roof. It was another hot day and the skylights of
the large glass building had been opened allowing the lazy hum of summer sounds
to enter the glassed area. A gentle whisp of cooler air could occasionally be
felt through the large opened glass doors which lead to the garden lawns. The
design of the conservatory followed the lines of the old Crystal Palace. It had
been added to the original building some years after and had been used
extensively by the family ever since. The smooth marble floor was laid out in a
mosaic pattern. At the sides were beds of palms, grasses and exotic plants. Lady
Rawlings sat at an ornate desk which had been placed at one end of the building.
In front of her were several cane chairs and table with a glass top. Wine
glasses and a filigree silver serving tray containing thermos jugs stood
together with cups and saucers and several different bottles of wine. Beyond the
table and chairs were two massage tables, their shiny leather surfaces standing
three feet high from the floor. Behind these Veronica and Diane were busy
arranging bottles and jugs on a small chromium trolley. They were both dressed
in tennis whites, their short pleated skirts revealing small white panties as
they bent over the top of the trolley.
It was the day that Richard was to begin his therapy. The medical centre
had arranged for the doctor and her staff to visit Lady Rawlings that afternoon.
She had spoken several times with the doctor on the telephone and had been left
with the impression that they both understood each other well. The doctor had
also arranged for someone to come and prepare Richard for his therapy but had
given no hint as to what form this might take.
Lady Rawlings looked up from the papers she was reading and saw her
maid Wendy approach. Behind Wendy was a young girl dressed in a white tunic. Her
dark hair was pinned behind her head, and on top she wore a neat cap with the
word “Freda’s” written across the front.
“This girl had been sent by the Medical centre to em.. see Richard,
Madam.” Wendy was not quite sure how to announce the reason for the young girl’s
visit.
“My name is Jill, Madam. I have been sent to prepare someone called
Richard chambers.” She transferred the bag she was carrying, to the floor and
took a piece of paper from her pocket. “It says here he is to be shaved before
he has some therapy on his bottom Madam.”
Lady Rawlings, was rather startled at the forthright way the girl announced her
task. Instead of answering straight away she turned to her maid. “You may go
back to what you were doing.” The maid gave a little bend from the knee and left
the girl standing in front of her mistress.
Lady Rawlings looked at the girl, hiding the amusement she felt at the
matter of fact way the girl had announced her self. “I see …. and how is he
to be shaved, totally or just the area around his bottom?”.
“Just the area around his bottom I think madam, we usually tidy them up a
bit if they are very hairy, but Doctor said this was a young boy.” The girl
turned her head as Diane approached, her eyes taking in the girl’s svelte figure
and the beautifully tailored tennis outfit.
Diane smiled as she spoke, her well modulated voice instantly capturing
the girl’s attention. “You work at Freda’s in town don’t you? I didn’t know they
went in for pubic hair dressing.” She laughed, her beautiful face mesmerising
the young hairdresser.
“We have a contract with the medical centre we do all the work there.”
She spoke seriously to Diane.
“Would you have time to do another little job while you are here.” Diane
had an idea forming in her mind as she remained smiling at the girl. “It is
going to be a couple of hours before the People from the medical centre get
here, so there is plenty of time to do Richard, and I would rather like you to
shave one of my maids. Is that possible?.
“Yes, certainly if she wants it doing.” The young girl replied.
“My maids do exactly as I say, she might be a little embarrassed, but I
can assure you she wont make a fuss, not unless she wants a smack bottom.” For
the first time the young girl showed some expression on her face. “Do you smack
their bottoms if they don’t do what they are told?” Her expression showed an
interest in the subject.
“Of course, neither my mother or myself allow our staff to be
disobedient, and the girl in question is in no position to argue, so will you do
it.” Diane had observed the girl while she was talking to her, and thought she
detected a quickening of interest when she had mentioned smacking her young
maid’s bottom.
“Yes, of course, when would you like me to do it, now?”
Diane smiled at her. “You sit down and have a cup of coffee, or a glass
of wine if you prefer, I will go and fetch her. Her name is Wendy by the way.
“Thankyou, where shall I put my things?”. The girl looked around as
Veronica joined them.
“You can put them over here on this trolley, I have arranged the other
bottles and things that the Medical Centre sent over this morning.” Veronica
picked the girls bag up from the floor as she spoke and walked with her toward
the trolley.
“Are you going to join in my little bit of fun?” Diane asked her mother
quietly. Lady Rawlings smiled at her pretty daughter. “No, but I will attend
when the doctor gets here. Make sure I have a word with her in my study before
she comes through here will you.”
“OK mother, I’ll go and fetch Wendy, will you see to a drink for the
girl.” Diane walked through the magnificent open walk-way which lead into the
main part of the house and up the main staircase towards the bedrooms. Wendy and
Annette were ironing clothes in the airing room on the first floor. “You can
leave the ironing for now both of you.” Wendy and Annette looked up as Diane
spoke to them. “I want you both downstairs, in the conservatory.”
“Yes Miss, at once.” Wendy replied. Diane walked with them as they left
the room. “You remember what I have told you about disobedience, don’t you
Wendy.” Wendy looked up at her mistress as they walked down the corridor side by
side. “Oh yes Miss, I wouldn’t disobey you again.”
That’s very good Wendy because I am going to have something done to you
which you may not agree with. But I promise you, one complaint and I’ll bend you
over and give you six of the very best. Do you understand me?” Wendy looked at
her young Mistress, her face wore a worried expression. “Will it hurt, I mean
what you are going to have done to me?.” Diane smiled at her, of course not, I
would not hurt you, unless it was to punish you.” Diane looked at Wendy. There
was definitely a look of love and supplication on the young maid’s face.

The girls stood around one of the massage tables. The young hairdresser
was busy laying out her things. Wendy stood in the middle of Veronica and Diane.
She already had an idea what was about to happen and was blushing profusely.
“This young lady is going to shave you between your legs, so I want you to do
exactly as she tells you, so no nonsense now, is that clear?” Diane turned
toward the young hairdresser. Wendy will do precisely what you ask, so if you
would like to instruct her we can begin.”
The hairdresser turned toward Wendy. She showed no embarrassment at all as
she looked the blushing young maid up and down. Wendy wore a black dress which
buttoned down the front. Around her waist was a small white pinafore.
“Get undressed please, and lay on the table.” She watched as Wendy blushed
an even deeper red and began undoing the top buttons of her dress. Diane slipped
behind her and undid the pinafore. As Wendy reached the buttons at the waist of
her dress, the young hairdresser could see the girls breasts as the material
sagged open. Wendy finished opening the buttons and reluctantly let the garment
slip from her shoulders. Diane caught hold of the dress and placed it with the
pinafore on the other massage table. Wendy was naked except for her small
panties. “Pop your panties off and lay on the table, will you.” The girl walked
around to the head of the table as she spoke. “We’ll have your head at this
end.” Wendy was blushing from head to foot as she pushed the small panties down
over her thighs and stepped daintily from them. Trying to cover herself as best
she could she sat on the low table. The hairdresser immediately placed her hands
on the blushing girl’s shoulders and pulled her backwards until she was laid
down fully on the table. “Now I think we will have you turned over on your
front.. there that’s the way.” She helped Wendy turn over so that she was laid
flat on her stomach. Moving around the table she placed her hands on the girls
hips. “Now if you will just get up on to your knees, there that’s it. No not on
your hands, go down on to your elbows.” She manipulated the girl’s body as she
spoke to her. “There now just get your knees as far apart as you can, there
that’s it.” Diane looked down at Wendy, her bottom was thrust up into the air,
her thighs spread widely apart. Her head was turned to one side, her pretty face
was bright red. The young hairdresser looked at the four stripes across the
girl’s bottom. Three red stripes neatly spaced and a fainter one at the juncture
between thigh and buttocks. She said nothing but a quiver of excitement ran
through her. “Perhaps you can give me a hand.” The hairdresser spoke to Annette.
“Come around here and put your hands on either side of her bottom, like this.”
Annette did as she was bid, and placed her hands on Wendy’s bottom cheeks close
to the crease of her buttocks. The young girl took a jug from the trolley and a
small soft brush. “Now just hold the cheeks as far apart as you can while I soap
in between.” Wendy blushed at the absolute humiliation of it all, she moaned
softly as she felt her buttocks being spread apart. Her body was a delight to
look at. Her back curved upwards from the bed, her firm buttocks pushed high.
Her knee’s were spread widely apart so that they rested on the very edge, each
side of the massage table. She was well aware that all her femininity was on
view to the onlookers. Jill looked down at the girl, the young Vietnamese maid
was holding the cheeks of her bottom well apart. The neat little star of her
sphincter was being tightly stretched as Jill placed her own hand between the
crease of the buttocks and stroked her fingers down between her thighs. Her
finger nails delicately brushing through the puff of pubic hair covering the
girl’s vagina. Wendy trembled as she felt a finger probe between the lips. She
quivered as the shaving brush was thrust in between the cheeks of her bottom.
She felt the soapy liquid slurp in between her thighs as the hairdresser moved
the brush with quite vigorous motions from the top of her buttocks and down over
her pubis. The girl seemed oblivious to the maids, embarrassment or discomfort.
She put down the brush and continued soaping the distraught girl with her hand.
Her finger lingering over the swelling of the pubis. Jill watched the girl’s
hips tremble as she pushed her fingers firmly over the pubic mound. The flesh
felt firm under her hands. Gently she let the tip of her finger penetrate the
lips, feeling for the clitoris. The girl shuddered, her buttocks quivering as
she felt Jill’s finger push further into the already moist orifice. Annette
stretched the buttocks wider as Jill brought her other hand up between the
cheeks and impudently pushed her forefinger up into the young girl’s bottom.
Diane looked on as the girls fingers played back and forth between the
out-stretched thighs. “Will you pull the buttocks further apart when I tell you”
The girl took a small safety razor from the trolley and bent forward over the
thrusting buttocks of the young maid. Annette did as she was told and stretched
the cheeks wider, allowing the girl to shave between the crease. She worked
steadily until there was not a trace of hair up to the lips of the Wendy’s
Vagina. She smoothed her finger down between the girl’s bottom, feeling the
smoothness of the flesh. “Right I think we are ready for you to turn over now,
you can let go of her bottom and help her lay on to her back.” Annette obeyed
letting the tightly stretched cheeks of her bottom relax.. Wendy moaned as she
felt relief after having her buttocks stretched so widely. Her legs and back
ached after her strained position.
They turned the girl over until she was laid on her back. Diane noted that
Wendy kept her head turned to one side. Her cheeks were bright red. “Right pull
your knees up.” Wendy was slow to obey. The girl quickly caught hold of Wendy’s
leg and pushed the knee up until the girls foot was flat on the table just below
her buttocks. “And the other one.” Annette helped Wendy place the other leg in
the same position. “Right now just let your legs fall outwards, …. relax them,
there..that’s the way.” Wendy turned her face in to padded surface of the bed as
they exposed her so openly. Her mouth opened wide but made no sound as she felt
the shaving brush being thrust rudely up and down over the lips of her vagina.
Both Veronica and Diane gently held the girls thighs open, supporting her knees
which extended over the sides of the bed. Wendy blushed as she felt the young
hairdresser stroke her fingers over her pubic hair. She watched as the girl
reached for the shaving brush and brought it between her thighs. She felt the
bristles penetrate between the lips, shuddering as the rough texture of the
bristles brushed over her clitoris. “Arrrgggghhhh…mmmmm.mm” Wendy gasped as
the brush was rubbed vigorously in between the tender lips of her sex. She tried
to raise her knees but felt gentle fingers pull her thighs even wider apart.
“The young hairdresser was quite enjoying herself. She had sensed immediately
what Diane and the other girl had wanted from her. Quickly she began to shave
the small curls of hair from around the lips, occasionally she would push her
fingers into the crease and gently tease the lips apart, shaving the minute
hairs from the crest. After several minutes she ran her fingers over the whole
area of the pubis and down between the crease of her bottom. “I think that
should be fine. Shall I put some cream on her, otherwise she might develop a
razor rash.” She looked at Diane inquiringly.
“Yes I think you had better, nothing looks worse than a sore pussy.” The
young hairdresser smiled at Diane. “To do it properly might take a few minutes,
is that all right.” Diane smiled and nodded meaningfully to the girl. “I would
rather you did it thoroughly… er it doesn’t matter if she becomes..em aroused,
I certainly don’t want her to be sore.” The girl understood immediately. She
took a hot flannel from the bowl and squeezed off the excess water. Bending low
between girl’s legs she slapped the hot flannel over the smooth fleshy mound of
the pubis. Briskly she wiped the cloth over the soft flesh, quickly applying it
between the buttocks. She pushed hard, ignoring the girl’s moans as she wiped
her bottom. The rough material making the girl’s bottom squirm from side to side
as wiped over the sensitive sphincter. She turned to the trolley and took a tube
of cream. She watched the girl shiver as she squeezed a generous amount over her
naked pubis. Gently but firmly she began to move her hand between the maid’s
thighs. Her fingers slipping in between the crease of her sex. She looked at
Diane once more to make sure, and gently increased the tempo of her movements.
Wendy began to moan softly as she felt gentle fingers slip into her. Slowly,
inexorably she felt herself being seduced by the girl’s clever ministrations.
Suddenly she gasped as a creamy finger slid upward into her vagina. “Just relax
now.” She heard Diane say as another finger slid up inside her. Diane watched as
the firm young body below her shivered with sensation. Her young breasts heaving
up and down as she began to breath more deeply.
“AAAaaaarggggghhhhh..MMMMMMMmmm.” Wendy could not help herself as she fought to
contain her feelings. Veronica moved to the girl’s head and gently placed her
hands over her breasts. With her finger nails she scraped over the nipples until
they became firm. “Just you relax now, there’s a good girl.” Wendy could not
help herself, her hips began to gyrate as the hairdressers clever fingers
increased their pace. “OOOOOOOOOOOoooohhhh…aaarrrgh.” Her body quivered as she
felt a finger being pushed rudely up into her bottom.
“Arrrrhhhhhh.eeeeehhhhhhhhhh….pppleeease..pleeeeaaaase. “The sensation was too
much for the young maid her hips thrashed under their fingers
…eeeeeeeeeeeeehh. …I..Immmm ..coming .Aaaaaaarrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” Her head
turned wildly from side to side as the girls extracted every last sensation from
the young girl’s body. ” There..now, ” Diane stroked her fingers gently up and
down the inside of Wendy’s thigh. She felt the shivers of sexual sensation begin
to abate as she caressed her flesh. The hairdresser slowed the motions of her
hands and gently extracted her finger from the girls bottom. She looked up at
Diane, and smiled, her white teeth showing between her pink lips. “I think you
did very nicely, come and sit with me over here while we let Wendy recover her
senses.

Jill sat beside Diane on the cane settee and looked across at Veronica and
the young Vietnamese maid as they helped Wendy sit up upon the massage table.
Her slim naked figure pale against Veronica’s hand which gently stroked over the
young girl’s breasts. “Annette would you come here a moment” Diane’s voice broke
the silence as she called across the room. She turned her head back toward Jill,
“How often do you think we need to shave Wendy to keep her nice and smooth?”
“Oh I think about once a week should be sufficient. It will keep her nice and
smooth and if you rub plenty of cream in, she won’t get sore.” Jill looked up as
she finished speaking and watched Annette stand in front of her young Mistress.
“Would you like to check Annette to see if she needs shaving again, it must be
nearly a week since she was at the Medical Centre.” Jill looked at Diane and
smiled as she answered. “Yes if you like.” She looked up at Annette. “Come and
stand in front of me.” Annette moved sideways until she stood in front of the
young hairdresser. Swiftly Jill placed her hands behind the girls knees and
pulled her forwards. She pushed both hands up beneath the young maid’s dress and
quickly pulled down her panties before she could protest. Leaning forward she
pushed the flimsy material over the girl’s ankles. “Just lift your foot so I can
get them off, there’s a good girl.” Annette blushed as the girl took her panties
from her and laid them on the side of the settee. Jill looked up at the girl’s
face as she slowly pushed her dress up to her waist. “Just hold your dress up
like that and open your legs as wide as you can.”

Annette took hold of the dress
which was bunched around her waist. “As high as you can, there that’s the way.
Jill watched the girl bite her lips she pulled the material of the dress up
above her waist and shuffled her legs apart. Annette was now completely naked
from the waist down. Her shaven pubis seemed to accentuate her nakedness. Her
body looked delightful. Her firm stomach gently curving inwards to the plump
flesh of the pubis. The muscles of her thighs tightened as she stretched her
legs further apart. Annette felt feathery fingers gently caress the inside of
her thigh. “Open up a bit more, that’s the way.” Jill leaned forward and cupped
the girl’s pubic mound. Gently she moved her hand backwards and forwards over
the lips of the vagina. She could feel the girl tremble as she teased open the
lips with the delicate probing of her fingers. “She is still very smooth, but I
might as well do her again while I am here. Shall I get her up on to the
table?”. Diane smiled. The young maid looked delightful, her hips swaying as
Jill rubbed her hand gently between the lips of the vagina. “Yes if you would, I
don’t want to keep you from your other work, but I would appreciate it. I will
send for Richard so that he is ready by the time you have finished Annette.”
Diane smiled again as she watched Jill turn the girl and give her a little tap
on the bottom. “If you will go and get your things off and lay on the table on
your tummy, I will be with you in a minute.” Jill said to the girl as she gave
another little smack to her bottom. Annette walked toward the massage table, her
face was flushed as she faced Wendy and Veronica. Wendy was standing by the side
of the table, her naked body contrasting sharply against the black leather
covering. “Pop you dress over your head” Veronica held her arms out to take the
dress as she spoke. “Right up on to the table with you, there’s a good girl”.
Veronica helped Annette into a kneeling position, pushing and pulling gently
until the girl was knelt with her knee’s wide apart and her bottom thrust
upward. Her head was turned to the side and resting on her arms. Annette could
feel the strain in her back as Veronica applied more pressure, pushing her
shoulders down so that her bottom tilted further forward. Veronica moved her
hand slowly up over the cheeks of the maids buttocks and down into the crevice
of her thighs.