The Governess- 19

Diane had just had chance to see
the shock on the young girls faces before she had turned to leave the study. She
knew that if she were not present Rachael would not be able to plead or protest
her instructions. She could here hurried whispers and then quick footsteps
following behind her as she passed through the drawing room and into the hallway
which led to her bedroom and bathroom. Diane entered the bathroom to see
Veronica sitting on the side of the large tub in which hot water was steaming.
Veronica had filled the bath to half full before switching off the gold plated
taps. She smiled at Diane and Claire as they entered, noticing Claire’s blushing
face as she hurried to keep up with her young mistress. “OK Claire you are going
to be you – and Rachael is going to take the place of Richard. Now obviously
there will be two of you bathing Richard so Veronica will take the place of
Rachael. Rachael entered the bathroom just as her name was being spoken. She was
blushing profusely, one arm was crossed over her breasts, while her other arm
was pressed to her body with her hand over the dark hair at the juncture of her
thighs. Her shoulders were hunched forward as if trying to lessen the fullness
of her breasts. “You silly girl what on earth do you think you are doing. Stand
up straight, and put your hands by your side.. you look ridiculous like that.”
Diane’s voice was sharp and clear, it’s amplitude increased by the marble walls
of the sumptuous bathroom. Rachael blushed an even deeper shade of red as she
reluctantly let her hands fall to her sides and stood up straight. Her body was
quite magnificent. The flesh of her breasts swelled from just below her
shoulders. Her upper chest was quite broad which tended to separate the firmly
rounded orbs of her breasts. The bottom of her rib cage swelled the flesh of her
torso accentuating the firm stomach muscles. Her waist narrowed down to the
soft pliant flesh of her tummy which dipped and then swelled into the swollen
mound of her pubis. A small triangle of black hair neatly delineated the top of
her firm thighs. Her long tanned legs were well muscled, the skin glistening
with health as she stood timidly in front of her mistress. Diane looked at the
girls face, the lips of her wide sensuous mouth trembled as she stood naked and
shamefaced. “Right as I have told Claire you are going to take the place of
Richard so that I can show you both exactly what I want. Veronica will take your
place, so although you are our model for this evening I want you take notice of
everything that Veronica does.” Diane smiled. “Of course you will feel what she
is doing won’t you.” Veronica moved toward Rachael and took her arm pulling her
toward the bath. Come along into the bath, we haven’t got all night.” Rachael
blushed as Veronica helped her into the bath. Diane noticed the stripes faintly
visible on the girl’s buttocks. “Do as you are told and take note of Veronica
and Claire’s words as well as actions, you don’t want me to add to those stripes
on your pretty bottom do you.” Rachael Blushed and turned to Diane as she
stepped into the water. “No Miss, I’m sorry.” Diane smiled kindly at her. “All
right Rachael, stand up straight and take your medicine.” Veronica took hold of
the girl’s hip and turned her round to face her. Now Claire and I are going to
bathe you so stand up straight, hands on your head like a good girl. Diane moved
behind Claire and whispered gently in her ear. “You are in charge so take
control of the situation.” Claire stooped over the bath, her body moving
gracefully as she picked up a perfumed bar of soap from the ornate gold tray
which was set into the marble wall. “Stand up straight there’s a good girl she
said softly. She averted her eyes from Rachael’s gaze as she smoothed her hands
over the soft flesh, delicately applying soap to her tummy. Veronica sat on the
side of the bath and began to soap the girl’s legs, her long fingers lovingly
caressing the smooth skin at the backs of her knees. “Now I want you to be
obedient to Claire.” Veronica’s instruction was more designed to encourage
Claire to take charge than to admonish Rachael. Claire understood what was
required of her and slowly her hands became boulder. Occasionally she glanced
over at Diane and Veronica to receive their nods of approval as she became even
bolder. “Right open your legs so that I can wash between your bottom.” Rachael
blushed as her young companion moved her legs apart. “Now bend over so that I
can get at you properly.” Little by little Claire began to ignore the
embarrassment her friend must be feeling, instead she concentrated on what she
must do to satisfy her mistress.