My Mothers impressed upon me the importance of keeping up standards when I took up my birthright as Lady Parkwood. One was to always have a pleasure slave for overnight guests. Since I gave Tina to the Admiral as a cabin boy, the search was on for a replacement.
I went to the government 'Age of Submission' auction, and several private auctions but had no luck. I believe a pleasure slave should first and foremost be pleasing to the eye. Most of the offerings were plain looking at best. I did bid on a chubby little thing with a beautiful face, but was outbid.
A dealer I'd done business with before drew me aside. "I don't have a picture with me, and it's not on my web site yet, but keep an open mind and come see her. I think you'll be interested."
Well, if she were an angler and I was a trout, the hook was set.
That night I took the willowy maid Vivian to bed. Rather than punish bad behavior I prefer to reward good. Vivian has been very good so I'll reward her.
I wait on the couch in my suite for her. I wear the sheer long sleeve ankle length gown that was to be worn over a black teddy. It's see through material so soft and light. It flows when I move. Forget the teddy.
A gentle tap on my door and there's my sweet bed warmer. Vivian is slim and pale. I have her light brown hair cut to just touch her shoulders. She's wearing the nightie we gave her for Christmas. Pale pink, short sleeves, mid thigh length. It has medium pink ribbons that tie in bows all down the front. The satin like material is so liquid, her little nipples are poking at it. I knew the nightie would be perfect for her. She's just like a special present to open.
She stands in front of me looking down. Her arms at her side, her hands clasped in front. Her feet bare. I just love how she always starts off so shy.
I pat the couch beside me. "Come sit with me Sweetheart." I stroke her long silken hair, then gently hold her shoulder. I lift her chin with a finger and turn her face to me. I give her a warm smile. She looks inquiringly back. Those pretty big brown eyes. Then she gives me that heart melting shy smile. I kiss her lips. Vivian is a yummy kisser. We kiss some more. Soon her lips part and her tongue is poking my lips apart. I love how her kisses go from shy, to exploring, to desperately needy.
Soon her hands were no longer folded on her lap. I feel little fingers walking under the material of my robe and tracing around my nipples. I spread the gossamer material away.
"Please Sweetheart."
Vivian kissed down my neck and began kissing fondling and suckling. Her other hand was stroking my pussy lips.
I stroked her hair aside and kissed her neck. I stroked down her satin covered back. Her lips were on my nipples. Her fingers were in my cunt.
"Good girl, good baby, yes, that's my sweetie, yes. Mm yes."
Vivian slips to the carpet between my legs. She looks up at me. her smile is no longer shy, it's lustful.
Wow, what a kisser. I'm leaning back, eyes closed, luxuriating in Vivian's talent. A finger on my G spot, a kiss on my clit and she begins a low growling hum.
That's it! All I can do is hang on and gasp.
The east wall of my bedroom is all glass. The full moon is just rising across the valley. When I'm calm enough to speak I say, "Turn out the lights Baby, lets go to bed."
Whoever did the housework in my suite today made the bed with the royal blue satin sheets. In the moonlight they look black, contrasting with my cutie's pale skin and light pink nightie. She seems to almost glow.
I dropped my robe on the couch while she was turning out the lights. I gently laid her back on the bed and kissed her. I straddled her and began undoing the pink bows. Starting at her collar. She looked up at me, biting her lower lip. Her mouth opened and the tip of her tongue traced along her upper lip as I untied each pretty pink bow.. Down down, slowly, gently, bow to bow.
Last one. I fold the right side of her nightie open. Then the left side. What a trim little body. Small boobs, little pink nipples. I don't have her shave because her pubes are such a silky little patch.
One nipple between the thumb and fore finger of each hand, I roll them until they are hard little nubs. Vivian moans. I increase pressure then pull them. She squeals. I kiss each one.
I kiss down. I stick my tongue into her belly button. She squeals and giggles. I tickle my nose in her silky patch. I kiss her cunt lips, then scoop her legs onto my shoulders.
I push my tongue into her. I spread her open with my fingers. She's very wet. Her juices are flowing. I kiss and lap her sweet treat. I lightly touch the tip of a finger to her clit. Vivian gasps, but her conditioning is powerful. I push three fingers deep inside her. Vivian is mewing, but she doesn't cum.
I look up at her pretty eyes. She looks back, so desperate.
"Baby, you may cum for me." I kiss her clit.
Vivian gasps then giggles. Her heels beat my back as she thrashes. Her hands hold my face down.
So satisfying. 'Yes Baby, you deserve this,' I think.
When she lands I kiss my way up and pull the satin sheet over us as I cuddle her. She snuggles closer and whispers in my ear. "I love you."
"I know sweetheart. I love you too."
After I've fallen asleep she will quietly go to her room, of course.
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Rebeca my hostess, picks the maid's uniforms each day. When Kate, with the curly red hair brings my tea to my room I see it's a 'naughty school girl' day. They'll all be wearing shiny black flats, white ankle socks, blue micro mini skirts white cotton panties, white cotton shirts and blue neckties. The ones with long enough hair will have it in pony tails held with blue ribbons.
I worked in my office until Sharon came to say lunch was ready. I phoned the dealer to make sure she's be there then asked Rebeca to have a car and driver ready after lunch.
The dealer, Marian, has her showroom on the third floor of a downtown office/retail building. We sat on a red velvet couch. Her assistant brought coffee.
"Darling, bring in number seven please."
Number seven was quite the item.
A little taller than me. Big brown eyes, long lashes, high cheek bones, straight thin nose and beautiful teeth. Her long straight brown hair was cut in a 'V" that ended half way down her slender back. Her breasts were high and plump with big aureola and inch long nipples the diameter of my thumb. She had a thin waist and generous hips, and long long legs. Her perfect skin was a beautiful tan. Her pubes were trimmed to a little arrowhead pointing at her cunt.
She stood tall and proud, glancing contemptuously down at us.
"Turn around Girl." I tried to sound like a mistress. Wow what a piece. Absolutely flawless.
"Take it away."
"What? Didn't you like it? Have you ever seen a more beautiful one?"
"No, very beautiful. The problem is it knows it too. It's never been broken. That's why it's here. Right?"
"Well, er, the previous owner had some issues with it."
"So, what are you asking?"
She quoted a price.
I wrote a figure on the back of one of my calling cards
"Oh no, Lady Parkwood, I have to make a living here."
"Well, I'll keep looking. Keep my card, if you change your mind call me."
After days later Marian called with a counter offer. We dickered, and settled on a price. I went to my toy box and got restraints to take along.
"By the way, does it have a name?"
"Marlene."
"Ah."
Even packaged to travel with a ball gag and drool running down it's chin, Marlene's elbows cuffed behind it's back, and ankles hobbled, it still managed to look imperial.
