*********Thank you to everyone who commented on the last chapter.
A huge thank you to my editor and his cane. (Garden centres can be dangerous places.) Sadly confiscating his crop did not have the desired effect.
This is the 4th chapter in a series and can be read as a stand alone but I recommend reading the previous chapters first. It will make far more sense!!!
This chapter contains some girl on girl action.************
The programme had finished and I was trying hard to stifle my yawns, I was beyond tired and looking forward to another good nights sleep. I still needed to learn the positions that Master had outlined briefly that morning, some alone time with Silky sounded good yet I found myself worried that I would take very little in tonight.
"Alannah precious are you ready for your bath yet?" His voice soft, yet rousing me from my daydreams.
"Mmm yes please Master, that sounds wonderful." I replied sleepily, my only doubt was whether I would reach the bathroom unaided.
""A nice soak will do you the world of good. We have a busy day tomorrow. Silky, will you show Alannah to the master bathroom, and remember no touching!" His eyes were sparkling as he grinned knowingly at her.
Silky led me to the Master bathroom, my bones felt weary,my steps slow. A longing to sink myself into a nice hot bath and relax after a whirlwind of a day foremost on my mind. I was a bath girl through and through, liking nothing better than sinking into a tub filled with hot water, adding copious amounts of bubble bath and settling myself in with a good book and a glass of wine.
The view of the master bathroom took my breath clean away; a huge gleaming white corner bath was the first thing to greet my eyes. Looking round I saw matching side by side sinks with shiny chrome taps that mirrored the ones on the bath. The tiled floor was all but covered by the fluffiest of rugs, the sort you could lose sight of your feet in! A corner unit was filled with every imaginable type of toiletries, I've never been fussy what I use as long as it creates a volcanic eruption of bubbles, but I knew enough to know that these were the best and most expensive on the market. I was itching now to turn the taps and lower myself into the tub.
Silky had obviously sensed my impatience and swept past me, her graceful style of moving still had me mesmerized. I watched her as she started to run the water, sitting on the edge of the bath as she swirled a wonderful scented oil into the water.
"Nearly ready pet, i'm guessing you like it hot?" Her words laced with double meaning.
"Oh yes please Silky, can never be too hot for me." I laughed back.
"Well unless you intend to get in dressed, it may be a good time to lose that robe." came her quick reply, less humour in her words, more of a longing this time.
I felt slightly awkward as Silky's gaze never wavered whilst I dropped my dressing gown, daft really as a few hours ago she had seen me inspected and fucked, right in front of her. This seemed far more intimate though, more as though I was undressing in front of a lover.
My train of thought made me smile, Silky as a lover didn't seem a bad idea actually, her smile mirrored mine, almost as she could read my thoughts.
"I so wanted to come to your room last night, I was positive when I fell asleep I would sleep walk right to you." Her voice husky, the look in her eyes devouring every inch of my now naked body.
"I wish you had." I heard myself say.
A wistful smile tugged at her lips. "Since Mistress died, I haven't wanted to touch another woman, I didn't even want Master's touch at first, not that he was in a rush to give it. When he came home from the club that night and told me about you, I was determined to hate you on sight. Yet when I saw you kneeling in the hall looking half scared and half excited, I knew you were the right person to join our family. I saw the look of trepidation in your eyes and recognised the sadness that was so prominent beneath your nervous smile."
I felt my eyes well up at her softly spoken words, the anger inside me rising, directed fully at myself, when would I not want to cry when I thought of Dietmar. People always said time healed, but how much time I wanted to know, months, years? I had experienced so many happy times with Him, why could I only remember the bad time?
Looking up at Silky I saw the tears flowing down her cheeks, her sobs quiet but the sense of sadness permeating the room, my self anger disappeared as quickly as it had appeared, the need to comfort her was intense. Instinctively I found myself perching on the edge of the bath next to her, reaching out to wipe the tears from her cheeks. The softness of her skin beneath my fingers was like stroking pure silk. The need in me building again, I lent forward wrapping my arms around her trim waist, pulling her body towards mine, kissing her lips gently.
A soft moan escaped as our kiss deepened, our tongues entwining, my hands roaming across her back. Trailing my palm across the floaty fabric of her dress, caressing towards her shoulders needing to press her body against mine. All thoughts of a soak in the tub gone, all I could think of now was her hard nipples rubbing against mine. The tingling ache in my clit had returned in force, my cunt against the cold porcelain of the tub was starting to moisten. I wanted her and I wanted her badly.
A clearing of the throat cough emanated from the hallway outside had me nearly slipping ass first into the tub. Breaking the kiss Silky and I looked up startled, MA was standing at the doorway, casually leaning against the frame. I didn't know where to look, I was still in shock at kissing another woman and finding I rather liked it, but shame filled me that I had done it without His permission. the apology already forming on my lips.
"I don't know, I leave you two girls alone for a minute..."
"I'm sorry Sir, really Sir it was my fault, I kissed her Sir." I interrupted quickly. I didn't want Silky to get into trouble for my lack of self control.
Walking over to where we were both perched on the bath, he slowly dipped His hand into the water. "Well you did at least manage to draw the water, so I assume this is a recent development!" His eyes looking deep into Silky's face. "You've been crying Sweetie?" His tone changing from one of amusement to one of concern in a split second.
"Yes Master, I... I was... its just that... "
"Sweetie love, spit it out lass, I can't help you if I don't know what's wrong."
"I was telling Alannah about Mistress and how much I didn't want another person in our lives until you brought her here last night and I just couldn't help but remember and....." A single stream of words bursting forth, her accent so much stronger with the depth of emotion running through it.
"Shhhh sweetie, it's ok." His arms wrapped round her, picking her up in one swift movement and holding her close to him. Her head resting on his broad shoulder, her sobs heart wrenching.
Turning back to where I was still perched precariously, His look soft and tender matching His words, "I assume, Alannah that you wanted to comfort my little sweetness and things spiralled from there?"
"Yes Sir, I hated seeing her upset Sir, but when I touched her I got aroused Sir, I wanted to kiss her Sir. Very much so..... I have no excuse Sir."
"Your honesty is refreshing little one, and the mere fact you wanted to comfort someone in pain tells me more about you than anything you could say. It has been a long tough road since My wife, Silky's Mistress passed, a road you understand more than most. It has been extra hard on Silky, she is reluctant to talk to me about it in case she upsets me."
I understood where Silky was coming from, I had kept in touch with Dietmar's family but instead of sharing our grief we had skirted round the subject for months, each one of us afraid to mention it, lest we upset one another. I realised now this was not the most constructive way to deal with things and I made a promise to address this issue at the soonest possible moment.
"So whilst I am glad Silky has found a friend who can talk to her, I cannot overlook that you both disobeyed my orders."
Oh fuck I thought, I was in real trouble now, but I needed to take full responsibility for my actions.
"Master, please don't punish Silky for my lack of self control Sir. I was to blame, I should be the one to receive the punishment."
His eyes seemed to sparkle as He switched his gaze from me to Silky, who was still clinging to Him. "Do you agree sweetie, should Alannah take the blame?" His words seemed full of humour, yet I couldn't work out why.
