Posted by Toby on December 22, 2003 at 05:55 [81.102.55.21]
Here is the last chapter of this particular saga, I'm glad a lot of you seem to like it.
Part 4
They talked less and less over the next couple of weeks both aware that they were on the verge of breaking the unwritten law, of doing the unspeakable and having a mistress/servant relationship. Soon the end of the season was to be celebrated with a masked ball and the Duchess of Towton’s house nearby.
Cynthia wore her hair down and selected a black evening gown, stockings and black lacy knickers.
She felt that this could be the night to try and trap Austin Fleming whom she felt would be a good catch for her. He always seemed to play hard to get; well tonight she would get him! She selected a sexy gold and red mask to cover her face and she called for David to take her. She sat in the back of the car in the dark with her legs crossed cursing herself silently as she remembered that she have not been to the toilet for a few days after she took that cough medicine. It did say it would constipate you. Ah well she thought I’ll go if I need to when I get there.
She studied the back of David’s head as they drove. She watched his eyes in the mirror although he could not see hers. He had a strong air about him, funny how she hadn’t noticed it until now. Still she would land Austin tonight and then a new chapter would open in her life.
The party was a grand affair, plenty of food and wine. You knew who most people were but it was fun to flirt with the unknown. She flirted with Austin for a little but played her hand carefully so as not to prove too eager. She decided she would let him have her tonight if she could arrange it.
David sat downstairs playing cards with the other servants. He needed the loo and got up to go.
“Its broken” said Tom the Duchesses butler, “you’ll have to go outside.”
“Em difficult” said David.
Tom got the massage and suggested that this once David use the bathroom in the first bedroom at the top of the landing as no one was staying in there that night. David looked at his watch it was eleven o clock. He made his way upstairs, bolted the door to the bathroom and sat down. It would be a long wait he thought, as he was a little constipated.
Cynthia was trying to talk to Austin who by this time had been drinking and was getting a little more arrogant. Cynthia wasn’t sure if she had seen him quite so cocky or indeed if she liked it. She checked her watch it was eleven she made up her mind. It was now or never. She gave him her most seductive look and put her arms around his neck.
“Shall we dance?” she purred. Austin looked at her through his black leather mask.
“Do you mean dance downstairs …or upstairs” he grunted in her ear. Cynthia said nothing but wondered if she was doing the right thing. Austin took the silence as a cue and led her away to the hall stairway.
They walked quietly into the first bedroom at the top of the stairs. Cynthia felt a twinge as the urge to pee began to nag at her bladder. More worrying was the tummy cramps she was getting. Still there was a bathroom there, she excused herself and tried the door. It was locked. She turned around as Austin locked the bedroom door and made her way toward him.
“I need the key. I must go to the bathroom, this one is locked” she said
“You’re not going anywhere you little minx” said Austin sounding quite aggressive
“But I must Austin or I’ll wet myself” she giggled uncertainly.
“Do it in that bowl then.” he said indicated a large porcelain feature which now only served as an ornament.
“Austin?” said Cynthia now getting a little worried as his voice became deeper and more threatening. She saw no way out. She placed the bowl on the floor and lifted her dress she was about to pull her knickers down when she noticed Austin staring at her grunting as he remove his clothes.
“Aren’t you going to turn around?” She asked.
“No” he said curtly. Cynthia was doubled over and her bladder pressed into her and she knew that she had no time to spare as the first drips seeped through her black lacy knickers she just managed to squat over the bowl as her pee gushed out.
“Oh no” she gasped as she pissed into her lace panties. Austin had a fine view of her slim thighs clad in black nylon. Her knickers pulled tight over her mound and a golden stream gushing from between her legs. As she finished Austin pulled her up and pushed onto the bed. She squealed at his roughness and began to wish she had not got herself into this mess. He dress was thrown up over her tummy and Austin Knelt between her legs with his purple monster erect between his legs. Foreplay was an unnecessary waste of time in Austin’s book. Fuck ‘em and forget ‘em that was his game.
She lay back on her elbows her legs spread, her stockinged thighs and black knickers were open to Austin’s delectation. Cynthia felt another cramp come on as a result of his roughness.
“Oh please Austin I still need to go to the bathroom.” She pleaded but it was no use. Without even bothering to remove her knickers Austin pulled the gusset to one side. Placed his erection at her entrance and with a grunt he thrust forward and lay on top of her.
Cynthia wasn’t quite ready, she was wet from earlier anticipation but this had been subdued by Austin’s behaviour in the bedroom. She winced as his thick cock slid inside her then she fell back onto the bed under his weight. He slid easily in and out of her warm moist tunnel and Cynthia lay back to enjoy the sensation as best she could. However Austin’s weight had pressed her down and soon her poor tummy decided that it was time to make some more room. With a squeal she felt her sphincter dilate and a firm tip nudged at her gusset. Austin considered her squeals were due to his performance and fucked her harder. Cynthia began to melt under the joint sensations of a cock ramming into her pussy and a large firm turd surging into her knickers. The lump forced itself into the confines of the black lace sliding along underneath her and piling up to make a firm bulge. Another softer piece oozed out and pressed against her thighs as Austin’s balls came into contact with it and became to pound the mess into her bottom.
“Oh no Austin I’ve shit myself” she wailed. The man grunted and leapt off her.
“You filthy whore” he shouted. And cradling his glistening cock in his hand he snarled at her, as she lay there her legs spread with a nice, soft, brown bulge between them. He moved toward her and reached down. He pulled the front of her dress and the straps broke releasing her firm breasts.
“You’re a fucking disgusting slut” he snarled “ and this is how I treat sluts!” with that her wanked himself and came, shooting hot white drops of his cum over Cynthia’s breasts.
Cynthia had already begun to cry. She wept as she felt his cum burn her skin. She watched through wet eyes as he dressed quickly and unlocked the door. He left the room slamming the door behind him and Cynthia broke into a loud sob. She lay on her side the soft poo sagging in her knickers and her breasts wet with Austin’s unwanted effluent. She cried into a pillow. Then a soft hand touched her arm and a soothing voice brought her around.
“It’s alright Ma’am, he’s gone. I’ve locked the door. It’s only you and me and I’ll take care of you now”. Cynthia looked up into David soft eyes. She lay there looking at him and he at her. He wiped away a tear and lowered his face to hers. She lifted her mouth to meet his, he hesitated as their lips were about to meet. She lifted her head and kissed him gently. He teased her lips with his tongue and kissed her neck. With a paper towel he removed all signs of Austin Fleming and washed her breasts with a soft flannel. Then he licked and teased her nipples until they were hard and pointed. Cynthia ached with pleasure as he kissed her burning flesh around her breasts. She was wet again and David needed no hint.
“Are you going to fuck me even after I’ve shit in my knickers” she asked coyly. “I’m a bit of a dirty little girl aren’t I?”
“You would like me too wouldn’t you ma’am?” he said quietly.
“Yes please David, Take me gently.” She cooed as he pulled he gusset to one side and slid firmly into her pussy. Cynthia closed her eyes as his thick cock shafted her. He was gently and he pushed hard each time he thrust forward to push more of her soft mush over her thighs and bottom. She felt herself coming so gently. The waves of pleasure rose slowly and once they broke she felt them wash over her. Her body gave small shudders of pleasure, which came back again and again; not a crescendo but a long, soft tingle of pleasure. She ran her hands over his now naked back and through his hair. She lifted her legs over his back causing more poo to smear against her.
“Oh David, that feels so good, oh fuck me, come inside me” she breathed. David’s pace quickened he lowered his mouth onto hers and flicked his tongue across. Cynthia’s waves of pleasure began to in intensify as her screwed into her harder until with a gasp she became aware of his shot spunk gushing inside her wet womb.
Despite the social risks, Cynthia and David found happiness sharing a pleasure together. Lady Cynthia enjoyed being a naughty, messy girl because her ‘servant’ would punish her by giving her a good hard fuck, to teach her a lesson before he cleaned her up. David still drove her around but now she sat in the front seat.
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