We first met Lisbeth in the original Hanson House series and her own sequel.
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Christian was no stranger to women. He was still a virgin at the age of almost twenty but he'd seen a variety of women in his parents' house. Often they were in some state of undress -- even fully naked -- as they performed chores or disappeared into one of the bedrooms. Frequently it was one of the special rooms that he'd only ever glimpsed inside. He'd often hear them having sex - either with his parents or a visitor or, even, with one another - along with mysterious sounds. These women were always older than him although, in truth, a woman of twenty-one was old enough for it to matter.
His mother had tried to explain the concept of sexual service -- submission, or even slavery, she called it. He was her youngest son and it was strange that others referred to her as Lady Carver., And his father as Lord Carver.
The truth was that he was interested in a kind of sex play that he thought few women would ever let him try. As his mother liked to describe it, Christian was a "filthy boy" with perverted tastes. His dream was to experience a woman who'd allow him to perform all manner of insertions. In her cunt and her arse and, yes, her mouth.
He was old enough to have enjoyed many times the simple pleasure of using a woman's mouth. On previous visits home from college there had been at least one woman -- occasionally more -- who would suck his cock and urge him to shoot down her throat. Until recently he'd had a girlfriend, too, a nice girl who some nights would be convinced to fellate him and swallow his hot load. The young man hadn't been bothered that she didn't have as good a technique as the women at his parents' house. Though the girlfriend had never offered to take a facial like some of those other women.
Actual sex, using his cock to penetrate and fuck, was something he was feeling desperate for. He had obeyed his mother's caution that he should not try to screw a woman until she decided he was ready. Something about not wanting him to experience his first time with a clueless virgin.
In such a mood, he'd been more interested than usual when he'd been home briefly from college and met Lisbeth. There was something special about her, in his mind at least. Yes, she was older - yet only twenty-three. And there was nothing unique about her coming from that mysterious place known as Hanson House. Christian just could not shake the sense that Lis was more experienced and mature than most of the other women that seemed to inhabit the large mansion.
Most of all, she'd seemed to notice him. It could not be an accident that she routinely left the door open while using her bathroom. Surely Lisbeth was aware that Christian was spying on her, especially eager to listen when she was urinating.
Christian's familiarity with women was limited to his sexual gratification. But he was intrigued by Lisbeth, sensing there was something different about her. He'd gone back to college feeling more frustrated than ever when his girlfriend broke-up with him. He was done with waiting. It seemed he'd need to explain that to his mother.
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Lis would have sucked Christian in an instant -- if ordered to by the Carvers. She was always ready to please and to obey them. Not that her service was limited to sex but that was her greatest joy. It was unusual to be shared with others, though. Even at the regular parties filled with debauchery, perversion and the pleasures of BDSM.
She was a thin, dark-haired young woman from a Danish family. Some might think her a little plain looking. Her smallish tits were adorned with large, prominent nipples that had gained her much attention at Hanson House. She had a fulsome bottom and delighted in being exposed and beaten -- canes or crops were a favourite and it was even better with an audience.
Above all, Lisbeth was a dedicated submissive. The top of her class and, the staff had thought, one of the best graduates they'd ever produced. The Carvers were important supporters of Hanson House but had paid a hefty price to secure Lisbeth as their personal sex slave. Lady Carver, especially, knew the price was worth it. The young woman had an uncommon talent for receiving pain -- many submissives could fake it or even endure it but Lisbeth genuinely was turned-on. She had told the Lady of her first experience, hearing her mother being whipped while copulating with her father and Lis realising how badly she wanted to feel that.
Her devotion to the Carvers was made easier by their obvious importance and power. It suited her deeply submissive nature. Not to mention the honour of serving the horse cock that Lord Carver wielded. It was legendary amongst the pupils of Hanson House even though few would ever lay eyes on such magnificence.
Lis knew better than to initiate anything with their youngest son. Not that she'd failed to notice Christian's interest in her. He was a nice boy, as it happened, and clearly in need of sexual relief. Lis didn't like to deny him -- in fact she was almost as curious about his cock that she'd glimpsed a few times inside his shorts when he swam in the pool. It was an impressive size and she wondered how he might compare with his father's ten-plus inches.
She always reminded herself Lord and Lady Carver were the absolute bosses of their household. Not that stopped her giving some attention to the younger man. Lady Carver could not help but notice and had given Lis some approving grins. She and her husband had selected Lis for many reasons. They already knew that the young Dane had a special something. It wasn't long before the Lady herself had made a decision.
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One morning, Lis and Lis and the Lady had been warming themselves by the side of the pool, enjoying the sight of Lord Carver and his fit, lean body slicing through the water. After climbing out of the pool he'd signalled to her. Lis had been a little unsure since Christian was somewhere in the house. But they were all naked, of course, and Lis never flinched when Lord Carver wanted a headjob.
Waiting on her knees, she'd been surprised when the Lord unleashed a powerful stream of hot, golden piss. He'd filled her mouth and covered her face, soaking her hair and stinging her eyes, yet saving some for her open mouth and her tits.
The noise of that strong stream splashing on her skin was not quite enough to drown out the sound of surprise from Lady Carver close by. She'd watched Lis swallow the last of the piss mouthfuls and then suck the Lord's enormous cock until he'd announced to his wife that "its your turn". The grinning wife had followed his Lordship inside for a more private session.
Lis had been left drenched and warm in the sun. Later on, she'd felt sure the Carvers' youngest boy had seen it all. There was something about the way he looked at her for the next few days. She knew about his penchant for filthy perversion. His own mother, the Lady Carver, had said as much to her.
"He doesn't know it but I check his internet history," she'd confided. "A normal mother would be concerned I suppose. He wants to stick things into the holes of pretty young women."
"Do you use pupils for that?" asked Lisbeth, assuming Hanson House would be of service.
"Better for him to learn some patience," the Lady had explained. "But he's allowed to use their mouths when he is home."
"And when he's off at college?... all those hormones..."
"Not yet," replied Lady Carver. "Christian has kept his powder dry so that he'll keep getting plenty of oral fun when he comes home."
"But you've never made me... I mean, he seems interested..."
That had been obvious enough from her glimpses of an impressive youthful erection. It was natural since Lis, like her peers, often was naked. Christian always took care to hide it -- rarely swimming when she was around -- but Lisbeth had seen enough to be curious.
"Oh, he is very interested," Lady Carver had observed. "And I've decided that you will be his first."
