Lady Penelope Ward-Williamson's boudoir was perfection. Dominated by her Regency bed, the room had a high ceiling and was decorated with gilded moldings.
There were carved and gilded wall panels and luxurious draperies, expensive curtains, and wall hangings. The two antique seats were upholstered in blue and gold fleur-de-lis satin. Her Ladyship loved the elegant and classic Regency feel to the room. She had designed the wallpaper herself, which had bold vertical strips of red, green, and gold. Opposite the four poster was a regency-style fireplace, combining a classic design with ornate and grandiose features.
"Hum."
She glanced at the clock on her nightstand and was surprised by the hour. Two o'clock and still awake. Once again she had dined alone and retired early to relieve her boredom. It had been a fortnight since she had fired her latest staff member, that being the young MacCavity, having caught him entertaining another female in his room. Strictly forbidden under her roof. If he were to shag anybody in Williamson Manor, it would be her, not some cheap tart he had picked up at the local pub.
"Ho."
The young Scot had been a good fuck though and she would miss him dearly. The insatiable nymphomaniac desired constant sexual attention in her everyday life, otherwise, she might very well go insane. And he had performed his function as house stud admirably.
Her Ladyship could easily pass for a woman ten or more years younger than her fifty-one years and was highly desirable to men of a certain age. Since the death of her wealthy husband, she chose much younger men to sleep with. At first, those about thirty, although now she preferred virile and good looking twenty somethings. Youths who were able to ejaculate twice or even three times during a single night.
Penny restlessly shrugged off the silk sheet and lay on top in her natural state. With her eyes closed, she ran her hands up and down her flanks, eager for some physical contact with her voluptuous frame. As she pictured her virile lover in her mind's eyes, her nipples became achingly hard. She cupped her massive 34 DD breasts and kneaded the ample flesh. Her long legs fell open and her left hand slipped between her toned thighs.
"Mmm."
The curvy noblewoman reached over to the top drawer of her bedside cabinet and retrieved her newest sex toy. Le Wand Rechargeable Vibrating Massager is known to deliver intense and sensual pleasure. This luxurious wand has ten distinctive vibration speeds and twenty vibration patterns. The sleek design provides focused vibration in the head of the wand. Powerful, penetrating pleasure is granted in the convenience and versatility of a rechargeable wand. Le Wand has a body-safe silicone head and flexible neck. And at over thirteen inches long, looks quite a handful. It was the large sphere at the business end that gave the pleasure. At four inches in diameter, it vigorously vibrated when the device was turned on.
"Oh, my!"
Penny weighed up the magenta-coloured toy and turned it on. She fanned her strawberry blonde hair out on her pillow and with a big grin, she rubbed the formidable head around her huge tits and made circles over her erect nipples.
With the shaft of it nestled between the deep cleavage of her creamy globes, she slid it up and down at the same time she thrust her tits higher. Then, she traced out one nipple with the humming head and welcomed the immediate tingling sensations in her pussy. Her face flushed and she pressed her head back into the pillow and moaned loudly. The wand's powerful vibrations ran through her body as she moved the head down towards her mound.
Gliding the thrumming device along her wet slit, her hips tilted up as she grew ever more heated.
Due to the intensity, her pussy was throbbing madly. She spread her legs out wider and held the wand in both hands right up against her mons. The loud buzzing was pretty much enough to bring about her sheer pleasure, but the exquisite vibrations were utterly fabulous.
As she held the head to her hooded clitoris, Penny slipped two fingers between her moistening folds. She circled her clit slowly, pushing the wand into her muff to escalate her pleasure. Her plump labia opened out around the shaft, and her moans became more amplified. Her hips lifted clear off the bed, as spasm after spasm ripped through her. With the buzzing wand held tightly in both hands, her juices trickled out of her pink pussy and down over the crack of her bum.
Penny arched her back and moaned and gasped as she kept the wand firmly on her snatch. Her legs quivered and her toes curled as she brought herself to climax. So good!
x
Meanwhile.
Two unsavoury and uninvited fellows were busying themselves in her unlit drawing room. Both were dressed entirely in black with three-hole acrylic ski masks. They had already rifled through the library and dining room in their search for the Williamson family jewels. One of the burglars had randomly stuffed a black bag with various items of interest and value.
"This is all very well, Mister Black, but it's the jewels we want. Not some antique clutter."
"They're here somewhere, Mister White. I just know it. The safe might be in her bedroom."
"But, she's home."
"So what. Maybe we can persuade her to tell us the combination. Might save some time."
The one name Black looked nervously at the heavy candlestick the other wielded in his hand.
"Hey! We agreed. No violence. I'm not looking to do a lifer in the nick."
"Okay, okay. Relax. There are other means of persuasion. This way."
As silently as they could, the two burglars inched their way toward Lady Penelope's bedroom. They stood stock still when they saw the light of a bedside lamp from under the closed door.
"Fuck it. She's up!"
"Good." Said White with a wry smile.
"What's that buzzing?"
"Sounds like she is cleaning her teeth with an electric brush. Come on."
x
Meanwhile.
Still masturbating on her big bed, Her Ladyship concentrated on gently massaging her weeping gash with the wand, sending superb sparks of rapture throughout her loins.
As the pressure kept building, so the ravenous blonde aristocrat pushed down with the huge head on her clit and clamped her thighs together.
Unbeknownst to the oblivious woman, her door had been opened softly and two sets of wide eyes focused on her writhing naked body. As they stood with the door ajar, their curiosity got the better of them and they ventured inside the low-lit boudoir.
There was no sign of anyone except the buxom female on the bed with a vibrating wand protruding from between her legs. She was humping it feverishly and moaning aloud. Her hips gyrated and a lewd squishing sound came from her nether regions. Her body shuddered, and the electric buzzing became louder as she presumably turned up the power of the toy.
Even in the semi-darkness, both masked men could make out the perspiration that dappled her generous cleavage, and the slickness between her upper thighs and golden pubic bush.
"Who's that?" Snapped she with a start.
One can instinctively be aware of the presence of another, even without looking. Lady Penelope sat up and was stunned to see two masked strangers in her room.
"What's all this? Who are you, and what do you want?"
"All the jewels you have, if you would be so kind?" Quipped a husky voice from the black mask.
"I'll have you know that I can scream loudly."
"Thanks for the info. Gag her, Mister Black."
Before she could react, Penny had her wrists tied with some nylon double flex handcuffs. Then, her mouth was stuffed with a red padded mouth gag with a breathable ball.
As she bit down on it with a muffled protest, the other ruffian manhandled her from the bed and frog-marched her to one of the plush armchairs.
She thrust her bound hands down to hide her sex and inhaled deeply through flared nostrils.
"So, where is your safe? I assume you have one. But we can't seem to find it."
"Umm, mummum!"
