Chapter Fourteen
"I assume my note of hand is enough, Miss Stern?" stated Lord Belvedere, appearing abruptly and making Hannah stare back down at the floor in shame.
"Of course, your lordship. Let me escort you to the room we have set aside and make sure that you have everything that you need for a pleasant evening," the Governess replied emolliently.
"Thank you although I am sure that the young lady will be enough on her own to ensure me a very pleasant evening indeed," the man responded, making Hannah jump as he reached out and took her shaking hand in his. He tugged her after him, following the Governess through the throng towards the door. A few sly touches of hands caressed Hannah's bottom and thighs as she was pulled along and then they were outside and her body shook uncontrollably as Miss Stern opened the next door along the corridor and showed them inside.
The room was dominated by a massive four-poster double bed whilst large mahogany wardrobes lined one wall but there were also other incongruous items such as a bench and whipping post as well as a St Andrew's cross against the far wall. The chandelier overhead cast a bright glow but there were also candlesticks dotted around, Hannah noticed as the Governess told Lord Belvedere that he would find some useful items in the wardrobes.
"I suggest you give the girl a good spanking and maybe a few strokes of the cane to warm her up as we have found that to work very effectively on her, your lordship. The key is in the lock so just turn it when I have left and then you will not be disturbed until the morning. Enjoy yourself!"
"I am sure that I will, madam," the man who had purchased Hannah replied as the Governess came over to her and whispered in her ear, "Make sure that you satisfy him or I will take the birch to you in the morning!" She smacked Hannah hard on her arse and then walked out, shutting the door firmly behind her.
Lord Belvedere sauntered across and turned the key and Hannah swallowed hard as he pocketed it, realising that she was trapped inside a bedroom with a man for the very first time in her life. What would it feel like when he slid his cock up into her pussy? Her pulse raced at the thought and she felt heat rise through her body as he came nearer and stood there looking at her for a while before he said, "A pretty face and a beautiful body and yet you find yourself in here, girl. What dastardly crime are you guilty of then?"
Hannah stayed mute, suddenly unwilling to cooperate with the man who had bought the rights to her body. He lifted one eyebrow in amusement at her silence and wondered aloud if he would have to beat the answer out of her.
"Was Miss Stern correct in her assessment of you?" he mused. "I am sure that she has become an expert after running this den of iniquity for so long. Come, girl, sit down on the bed or slide under the blankets and cover yourself up if you wish while I talk to you for a while."
Den of iniquity? A strange term to hear from someone who was taking advantage of it, Hannah thought as she skirted round him and went to sit on the bed. He extracted a vesta case from his pocket and lit a few candles before he turned off the electric light and came and stood in front of her, casting a flickering shadow on her naked skin.
"Just in case Miss Stern is watching from somewhere," he whispered. "I would not put it past her to have a peephole in the walls!" Interest piqued by his words and actions, Hannah cocked her head up and studied him carefully, taking in his slender frame and lean, clean-shaven features as she wondered what was going on. She had expected him to seize her roughly and take her by force or tie her up and whip her and yet he was just standing there. Didn't he want her? And if not, why had he paid so much money for her? An amount of two hundred and fifty guineas was enough to live off for a year or two comfortably!
Alex stared back at her, drinking in her beauty as well as speculating about her thoughts. His cock was like a bar of iron in his trousers and he really did want to throw her onto the bed and have her, sliding deep into her welcoming warmth. The thought of her pussy squeezing around his prick and her soft breath bathing his face made him swallow hard and it was only by an enormous effort of will that he stopped himself bending down and kissing her. Instead, he took a deep breath and began to explain.
Apparently, he had had a clue about his uncle's proclivities for some time but had been out of the country until recently. On hearing of his uncle's demise, Alex had not been surprised to find an invitation in his papers from Miss Stern and, although he did not know exactly what occurred at the soirees, he had suspected.
"So I thought that I would come along..."
"And enjoy yourself at our expense!" snapped Hannah angrily.
"More at my own expense, I think, girl. No, no, I want to put a stop to the whole corrupt thing. Mu uncle was a local magistrate and I think he sentenced some of the women to come here in return for favours from Miss Stern but I am sure he isn't the only one. In fact, I recognised a couple of the other men in there tonight. Influential, powerful people who control the police force and justice system around here."