The Governess- 21

She reached her other hand
beneath him and took hold of his scrotum squeezing gently but firmly as she
quickened the pace of her fingers up and down the shaft of his penis. “Right
stand up straight. Hands back on you head there’s a good boy… quickly now.”
Claire’s voice was firm as she got the boy to stand upright. His face was
contorted with anguish as he placed his hands back on his head. Richard felt
utterly humiliated, he could not help looking at Claire with an anguished
expression as she briskly pushed his foreskin back exposing the glans of his
penis fully. He trembled as he felt Rachel push her finger even further up into
his bottom. “Right keep still and try not to wriggle while I soap under your
foreskin. Young boys never seem to wash themselves properly there so do try and
keep still.” Claire was totally aware of the humiliating effect their words and
actions were having on the boy. She squeezed her legs together sensitive to her
own nakedness beneath the cotton tunic. Rachel stroked her free hand over the
front of the boy’s thighs and cupped his testicles as Claire reached for the
soap. “Shall I hold his testicles out of the way while you soap his penis?” She
asked Claire sweetly, noting Richard’s look of abject embarrassment. “Now look
at me.” Said Claire as she began to soap around the rim of his penis. “This is
where young boys need to keep clean.” She deftly rubbed firmly backwards and
forwards over the sensitive flesh causing Richard to bend forward in an effort
to pull away. Rachael quickly pushed her finger even deeper up into his bottom
making the boy stand upright once more, Richard began to tremble as the girls
quickly brought him to the edge of a climax. His body shook uncontrollably as
they cleverly excited him to a fever pitch. “Arggghhh.. pleeee…ease Miss… I
can’t stand it.. mmmmnn.” Richard maoned and groaned as the girls increased the
tempo of their fingers. “Come along there’s a good boy try and keep still.”
Rachael cooed as she watched the boy ejaculate. Semen spurted from the tip of
his penis as his whole body heaved with emotion. “Argggghhhh…
mnnnnghghg..oooohhhhh pleee…eease Missssss..sss.” Richard was close to
fainting as the girls continued to excite him. His knee’s began to buckle as he
continued to ejaculate. He moaned incoherently as Rachael squeezed his testicles
firmly, simultaneously pushing her finger hard up into his bottom. “Arrggghhh…
arggghhhh” Richard moaned and groaned as the girls extracted every drop from
him. The boy’s chest heaved as he fought for breath. Claire immediately slowed
the pace of her fingers. She looked at Rachael indicating the boy’s distress.
Rachel relaxed her grip on his testicles and gently pulled her finger from his
bottom,. She reached her hand to the boy’s blushing face and caressed his cheek.
There, there Richard you have been a good boy, try and stand still for another
minute while we rinse you off then you can get out. “Open your eyes and look at
me.” She smiled sweetly at him as he opened his eyes, she could see the look of
utter humiliation on his face as she stroked her hands over his body. They
rinsed him gently and helped him from the bath. Rachael took a soft bath towel
and began to dry him. She heard him groan inwardly as she took his penis and
began to pat it dry, carefully avoiding rubbing the towel against the sensitive
glans. They led him from the bathroom and into the bedroom and sat him on the
bed while Rachel took a new towelling bathrobe from his wardrobe and beckoned
him to stand up in front of her. She slipped the garment over his shoulders
aware that her breasts were pressing against his chest as she helped him put his
arms into the sleeves. Rachel left the dressing gown open in front so that the
boy was fully exposed as she turned him toward Claire who had picked up a hair
brush. Deliberately Claire reached forward and took hold of the boy’s penis,
feeling the softness of the now flaccid flesh as she pulled him forward until
she was able to sit on the bed with Richard standing facing her. She looked up
into his blushing face as she began to gently brush the neat pubic hair around
his penis. “You have a really lovely body Richard, why do you get so embarrassed
in front of Rachael and I?… don’t you like us?” Richard blushed profusely as
Claire continued to brush down over his pubic hair. “Of course Miss… I d..do
like you I …I just get embarrassed.” Richard stammered. “Well try and be a bit
more at ease the next time we have to bath you. We do have other work to do you
know… and Lady Rawlings would be cross if she thought you were being
uncooperative.” Richard blushed once more as she squeezed his penis, he could
feel himself beginning to erect and was powerless to stop it. Pleee..ease d..
don’t Misss I feel funny.” Richard gasped as Claire pushed his foreskin back
over the shaft of the penis until the skin was stretched tightly. “Don’t be a
silly boy… you should have more control over yourself.” Claire chided him as
she gave his penis one last squeeze before letting go. She stood up and walked
to the dressing table. She took a decorative tin of talcum powder from the
dresser top and put it into the pocket of her tunic. Rachel stepped forward and
turned the boy around until he was facing her. She put her hands on his
shoulders and looked into his eyes and smiled sweetly at him. Her pretty eyes
twinkled beneath the long lashes as she looked closely into his face. “You
really must not get so embarrassed Richard, you really are a lovely boy. Sit on
the bed and lie back I am just going to check you over before…” Rachael cut
her sentence short. She pushed Richard down on to his bed and sat down beside
him. Richard tried to cover himself as the dressing gown parted leaving the
front of his body totally uncovered. “Lie back there’s a good boy and put your
hands behind your head.” She watched as Richard obeyed. Gently Rachael pushed
his legs apart and took hod of the timid flesh of his penis. With finger and
thumb only she pulled the foreskin down and placed the flattened palm of her
other hand over the sensitive opening. Slowly she rubbed the flattened palm over
the very tip of the penis, rubbing gently in a circular motion. Richard jerked
his hips at the excruciating sensation right at the very tip of his penis. “Keep
still now, I just want your penis to become a little stiffer so that I can look
behind the foreskin properly.” Richard blushed profusely as Rachael looked at
him. Her pretty face smiling down at him. Claire came and sat at the other side
of the boy. She leaned over him, her head next to Rachael’s and lowered her face
until her lips were almost touching his. “Just relax there’s a good boy. Rachael
is going to have a little look at your penis. We really care for you Richard so
try and be good won’t you.” Richard looked into her eyes, seeing her
affectionate expression. “I’m sorry miss.. I just can’t help it.” A tear rolled
down his cheek as he looked into her eyes. “Never mind Richard, I know it must
be difficult.” She leaned her head forward and placed her lips over his. Richard
could feel her tongue push past his lips and deep into his mouth. The combined
effect of the kiss and the acute sensations of their hands upon his body
overwhelmed him. His chest heaved as he fought for breath, his body tensed to
breaking point. Rachael increased the motion of her hands upon him, sensing just
how sensitive the tip of the penis must be by the boy’s reactions. She watched,
fascinated as the organ erected fully. Gently she pushed the foreskin up and
down the shaft at the same time increasing the pressure of her open palm upon
the tip of the opening. She could see his slender hips writhe as she increased
the pressure. She stopped abruptly as she felt his penis suddenly begin to throb
beneath her hands. She quickly took her hands away and without knowing why
gently squeezed his testicles. She got up from the bed and tapped Claire on the
shoulder. “I think it is time Richard came to the kitchens for his tea she said
knowingly to Claire. Claire patted Richard’s blushing cheek as she took her lips
away from his. She could see that his eyes were unfocussed and that he was in
distress. “Oh dear Richard was that to much for you.