1 comments/ 48499 views/ 4 favorites Master and Maid Ch. 01 By: Lady_Fiona Ruby rose at five am, washed in cold water and looked at herself in the mirror. Her mother had sent her into service, unable to feed her large family once her father had died, his lungs full of coal dust from years of working in the pits. The Master had been good to her during her three years service, raising her from kitchen maid to an above stairs maid just prior to her 18th birthday and against the wishes of his wife, who disliked all young girls being near her husband since the accident that had left her paralysed and bed ridden. Her shrill voice could often be heard around the south wing of the house, raised, screaming at her maids. None of them stayed in her service for long, her tongue was so acerbic. Ruby shivered, the process taking her from her thoughts and bringing her back to her small, cold, candlelit room. Dropping her nightdress to the floor, her nipples came erect in the chill air. She shivered once more, her skin goosepimpling as the cold rag she used to wash with slipped up and down her arms. Her washing finished she dressed quickly in long drawstring bloomers, separate legs, tied around her waist, a long chemise bodice encasing her small breasts. Pulling her long, thick black stockings up her legs she fastened them with her hand-tied garters. Standing straight, she pulled her shapeless dress over her head, buttoned it up and then covered it with her white pinafore. She slipped her feet into her polished black shoes and bent down to button them. That done, she screwed up her long dark hair on top of her head, pinned it in place, and covered it with a white mob cap. She took a last look at herself in the tiny, fly-blown mirror and blew out the candle. She walked out of the door closing it behind her and descended the long staircase to the kitchen. Hurrying in Ruby said her good mornings to the cook and bowed her head as she passed the butler, quickly scurrying to get the coal for the master's breakfast room. Collecting the shining brass coal scuttle from the coal house, she carefully carried it back into the main house, going into the breakfast room in the east wing. Ruby cleaned the fireplace and set the new fire in the grate, carefully avoiding getting coal dust on her whites as people came and went setting the table and bringing in the breakfast. After five minutes of silence, Ruby heard the door click open. Continuing her work she finally lit the fire and sat on her heels to make sure it caught alight. "Thank you," a voice rumbled behind her. Ruby drew in her breath and stood quickly, her eyes to the floor and her hands clasped in front of her. "What is your name girl?" The master asked. "Ruby, Sir," she answered. The master mentally sought out the details of the servant standing before him, stopping as he recalled her. "Do you like working here Ruby?" he said, taking in her uniform and her demeanour, remembering her peach complexion and her bright green eyes. "Yes Sir," Ruby answered, somewhat surprised at the conversation. "Very much Sir" "You are dismissed Ruby," The master said, watching her. Ruby bobbed a quick curtsey and turned to pick up the coal scuttle. The master watched her, taking in the line of her bottom, her rounded hips against the worn material of her day uniform. She stood and walked from the room, the weight of the coal scuttle and the awkwardness of the shape making her hips sway exaggeratedly. Ruby left the room and shut the door quietly behind her. In three years the master had never spoken to her and her heart fluttered hard. Making her way down to the kitchens she took the coal back to the coal house and stopped in the yard to wash her hands. Making her way back into the kitchen, she made her way to the laundry to pick up towels for the upper floors. The master sat and ate his breakfast, his butler bustling around the room, serving and ordering maids and footmen about. "Miles, tell me about Ruby" the master suddenly announced. "Ruby Sir?" the butler answered. "Ruby, Miles. Dark hair, green eyes. Ruby the maid," the master said curtly. "Oh yes Sir ... Ruby. As I recall Sir, she has been in service some three years now. Came to us from a poor family Sir, widowed mother Sir. Recently celebrated her 18th birthday as I recall Sir" answered Miles. "A good worker?" the master asked. "Yes Sir, diligent, hardworking, never been a problem, a quiet child generally," Miles replied. "Pretty girl. Is she courting?" the master asked trying to remain disinterested. He had been disquieted by her, thoughts rising unbidden in his mind that he had not had since before his wife's accident six years previously. A flicker of surprise was quickly covered on Miles face. "No Sir, not courting as far as I am aware." The master nodded and continued with his breakfast, servants clearing up around him while he read his newspaper. "If you no longer require me Sir, may I attend to my duties?" Miles asked. "Yes Miles, but please send someone with more coal promptly." Replied the master. "Certainly Sir," said Miles and he left the room. The master sat in silence, reading his newspaper but not really seeing the words. His mind was thinking of bright green eyes and rounded hips, hoping that Ruby would be the one to bring more coals, an unfamiliar stirring in his trousers. A knock at the door made him start. "Come," he said. The door opened and Ruby walked in with the coal scuttle once more. Curtseying, she made her way to the fireplace and knelt to put the coal on the dying embers. He watched as she knelt, tucking her skirt in behind her knees as she did. He sat and stared at her behind, curving around like a ripe pear. He rose and walked around the table to stand behind her. Aware of him, she hunched down further and tried to pretend she was not there. Not used to being taken notice of, she continued with her work. When she had finished she stood and brushed her fingers on her black dress and stood. The master stood perfectly still and watched. Her reaction as she turned around to face him was one of surprise. She stepped back slightly, not wanting to be so close. Matching her step back, he stepped forward, moving closer to her. Unable to contain himself, he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. Shocked, she stepped sideways, her hand going to her lips, her face going pale with fright. "Shhhh Ruby, do not be frightened," the master said. Ruby stood stock still, looking like a rabbit caught in a snare. "Ruby, I am not going to hurt you sweetling," the master said, taking her hand and leading her to the table. Ruby followed mutely, wishing she were somewhere else. She stood by the table as he let go of her hand and walked across to the doors, locking them before returning to stand in front of her. "Lift your skirt Ruby," he commanded gently. She stood mute and shook her head. "Lift your skirt Ruby, or I will," he repeated. Slowly Ruby lifted her skirt to her knees. "Further," he demanded. Once more she shook her head, feeling sick. She thought she knew what the master wanted. Kitchen gossip was often centred around the bedroom activities of the master with female members of staff. He was still handsome and staff pitied him, saying it would have been better had his wife died instead of leaving him frustrated. "I said, LIFT YOUR SKIRT!" he demanded loudly. When she still not comply, he took hold of her skirt and raised it almost to her waist. A single tear rolled down Rubys' cheek and a sudden pang of guilt stabbed him. He wiped the tear away gently. "Hush child, hush, I am not going to hurt you," he told her. "You are so beautiful, so delicate, we would be perfect together. Say yes Ruby, and I promise to take care of you." "Sir please don't, you scare me. I cannot sir, it's wrong," Ruby replied, finding her voice. "No Ruby, it's right, I will look after you." He moved in and her kissed her once more, the force of his kiss and body pushing her up against the table. He pulled her cap off and unfastened her loosely pinned hair, which tumbled down and cascaded over her shoulders, his fingers winding into it, tightening, pulling her head back, leaving her throat exposed. "Ohhhhh Ruby," the master said huskily, rubbing his crotch against her. She could feel his hardness against her stomach and the top of her mound. He kissed down her throat and back again, his hands moving to her exposed undergarments, rubbing his hands up and down the worn cotton legs of her bloomers. Suddenly his hands moved under her backside and he lifted her and sat her on the massive walnut dining table. Carefully making sure her skirt was as high as possible, he stepped back and surveyed her, a sense of ownership rippling through him. "Open your legs Ruby," he said. Obediently, she parted her legs for him. Her thighs opened slightly. "Wider," he demanded. She opened her legs wide, exposing the hair on her mound through the open crotch pants, the hair as dark as the hair on her head. She looked down, her cheeks bright red, and noticed the swelling in his trousers. The master took her hand and placed it on his bulging crotch. Ruby's immediate reaction was to pull her hand away, but the master kept hold of her wrist and made her keep it in place. "Rub it Ruby, rub it" he almost pleaded. Tentatively she put her fingers and hand flat, rubbing gently but hesitantly up and down. The master moaned softly and Ruby pulled her hand away quickly as his cock twitched under her ministrations. "Put it back," he growled. She returned her hand slowly and continued to rub gently. His hands rested on her outstretched thighs, slowly sliding up towards her mound. The further up her leg he went, the further back Ruby slid on the polished table top, until she was so far back she could no longer keep her hand on his trousers. He suddenly grabbed her legs and pulled her forward again. "Put your hand BACK on my trousers Ruby," he demanded. Ruby did as she was told. "Good girl, now, open your legs again." She slid her legs open and he put his hand between her thighs, her mound warm. Ruby let out a gasp as the master slid one finger into her wet cunt, searching for her clit. A small squeal as he moved about let him know he had found the target he was looking for. He rubbed gently and felt her start to relax under his care. The more the master rubbed the more relaxed Ruby felt. Her legs turned to jelly and she found she was unable to concentrate on the master, slowing down until her hand came to a standstill. "Lean back Ruby," she was told and she gladly leant back on her hands. "Now, put your feet up on the table." Once more she did as she was bid. He stood back and surveyed the sight before him; the girl sitting with her legs wide open and her skirt around her waist, her small dark bush framing her glistening pink cunt, her head thrown back. Unable to simply watch any longer he moved back toward her, his fingers once more going to her cunt, finding her clit. Rolling it gently he watched her face as she dealt with feelings she had never known before. Small moans left Ruby as she surrendered her body to the masters' ministrations, her mind telling her that what was happening was wrong while her body screamed how good it was. His fingers probing, feeling. The master slid his fingers down her cunt, looking for her hole. He stopped and looked at her. "Ruby, have you ever had a man before?" Ruby looked at him and reddened. "No Sir," she muttered looking ashamed. "Its nothing to be ashamed of Ruby, do not worry," the master re-assured her. He untied her pinafore, pulling it off over her head and dropping it on the floor. His hands reached for the buttons on her dress, undoing them to the waist, followed by the buttons on the bodice of her undergarment, exposing her small, pert breasts. The master leaned forward and licked one nipple. Ruby drew her breath in sharply and her nipple hardened. He watched with some satisfaction and then paid attention to the other one. Ruby moaned deeply as the master sucked and nipped on one breast then the other, his fingers still probing her cunt. A sudden rattle at the door froze them both where they were. The master put his finger to his lips and Ruby nodded mutely. A knock prompted a reply from the master "YES?" he called. "Is everything in order Sir?" came the voice of Miles from the other side of the door. "Everything is fine thank you Miles, I will call you when I have need of you," he replied. His fingers continued to circle Ruby's clit. "Yes Sir," Miles answered uncertainly. The master heard the retreating footsteps and turned around to find Ruby fastening her top as she got down from the table. "Where are YOU going?" the master demanded. Suddenly frightened, Ruby stopped and looked at her master. "I.....I....I thought ..." "Well DO NOT think. I have not dismissed you yet," he replied. "Undo your bodice again child," he continued, his voice becoming gentle once more. Ruby nodded and undid her bodice again as the master watching her. As he watched her and removed his morning coat and started to unfasten his trousers. Ruby looked on, half in awe, half in fear as he removed his trousers and then his long pants. Standing in his shirt tails Ruby stared open mouthed as the head of his cock peeped through the flaps of his shirt. She blanched as she worked out what he was going to do. She slid across the table backwards, shaking her head. "No Sir, I should be getting back to my duties now Sir," she said nervously. "Come here Ruby, I am not going to hurt you," The master said as he grabbed her ankles and pulled her back across the table until his hands were behind his back and her thighs were around his hips. She could feel his cock pushing against her mound and bit her bottom lip, uncertain and frightened at what was to come. "This is only going to hurt for a moment sweetling, after that its going to be heaven," the master said as he lined his cock up with her virgin cunt. He pushed gently at first and then with more force as her virgin hole refused to give way. "OW! OH! SIR! No No No, please stop," Ruby begged as he continued to push against her. Her hymen suddenly gave way and Ruby took a breath to scream. The master clapped his hand over her mouth, anticipating her reaction. "Shhhhh, relax Ruby, enjoy it" he said "Wrap your feet around me child." Ruby did as she was asked and wrapped her legs around the masters hips. Sobbing gently she tried to relax her body as the master moved his hips forward slowly and withdrew. Gently but persistently he started to stroke into her, each thrust making him moan. It had been so many years since he had felt the pleasure of a woman, and having his cock enfolded in a wet and soon-to-be willing cunt. His wife had allowed him sex but never really enjoyed him. Her accident had stopped their marital activities all together and he had craved close contact with a woman ever since. He heard a moan and realised it was not him. Looking down he discovered to his pleasure that Ruby was beginning to enjoy his cock. She had lain down on the table, her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling herself into him, against him as his demands got stronger, his cock got deeper. As she lay back across the table his fingers found her clit once more. Rubbing it, he continued to pump into her relentlessly, one hand on her clit, the other reaching to her shoulder, pulling her in. Her moans becoming more constant and he knew he could not last much longer, it had been so long since his last woman. He no longer cared. Ruby would not know that he had not lasted long. Next time he would teach her more; myriad ways they could pleasure each other. He felt himself coming to orgasm fast. He picked up the pace and pushed into her hard, one hand still covering her mouth, stifling her moans. His balls tightened and his body started to shudder. He quickly withdrew from her cunt and sent a spurt of creamy white cum over her cunt lips and the bush of hair on her mound. His body convulsed and spent, he collapsed on top of Ruby, breathing hard onto her breast. Ruby lay still not knowing what to do until finally the master stood and looked at her. "You may dress Ruby, thank you," he told her. "You may not speak of this to anyone. Do you understand me?" "Yes Sir," Ruby replied, carefully getting dressed again, feeling the dampness of her thighs, his cum still wet on her cunt. "Ruby," The master said. "Yes Sir?" replied Ruby "The next time I see you, I want you to have taken a pair of scissors to your bush. I want it cut as short and close to your cunt lips as possible. Do you understand me?" "Yes Sir," Ruby replied, blushing deeply. "Good girl, you are dismissed." "Yes Sir, thank you Sir," replied Ruby, watching as the master crossed the room and unlocked the doors. He looked into the hallway and, seeing no one, signalled Ruby to leave. Picking up the coal scuttle, Ruby curtseyed and left. Master and Maid Ch. 02 It was two days later and Ruby had heard nothing more from the master other than a nod of acknowledgement when he passed her. She had done as she was told and had taken scissors to her mound. The result was very short but it itched and she was not sure she would get used to it, but the master had ordered it and her mother had told her to be a good girl and always do as the master wished. She had an afternoon off, a rarity for her and she was walking around the grounds in the autumn sunshine, a book 'borrowed' from the masters library hidden in the large pocket of her skirt. She wandered the vast grounds and found herself in front of the hay barn. She sat on a log and started to read her book. As she sat and read in the warm sunshine she became warmer and warmer. Looking around to make sure no one was around, she lifted her skirt to her knees and let the sunshine on her young legs. She continued reading and found her eyelids growing heavy. Holding her precious book against her chest she leaned back and closed her eyes. Sleep soon overcame her and she dozed and dreamt. Her dreams were vivid, of the day the master had taken her on the table, her excitement remembered in her dreams. The afternoon moved on and Ruby continued to drowse, the autumn sun bathing her exposed face and legs. A shadow fell over her face and she came to slowly. Shielding her eyes as she opened them she found the master standing in front of her, wearing riding boots and carrying his whip, his jacket over his arm. She stood quickly and the book fell to the floor. Dropping a quick curtsey she bent to pick up the book. "Good afternoon Ruby," said the Master holding out his hand. "Good afternoon Sir," Ruby replied extending her trembling hand with the book in it. He took the book from her and looked at it, recognising it as a book from his library. He looked up at her and Ruby quickly lowered her eyes to the ground. "This is my book is it not?" he asked her. With a shaking voice Ruby answered that it was. "Well I have not given it to you, neither have I given you permission to borrow it. I can only surmise then that you have stolen it." The master looked at her accusingly. "Oh no Sir, I would never ..." Ruby started to protest. "SILENCE," he roared. Ruby stood trembling as the master stared at her. "Stealing is going to earn you a dismissal." "Oh no Sir, please. I will do anything. Please do not dismiss me, my mother ..." Ruby was unable to finish her sentence, unable to face the prospect of it. Her master continued to watch her, taking in her thin, worn dress, her long dark hair and her bright green eyes. Her small breasts strained against the material of her dress and he noticed that the skirt was short, showing off her shapely ankles, ankles that were, on this occasion, bare. She stood trembling while he surveyed her, deciding what to do. "Come with me," he commanded and started to walk towards the hay barn. Ruby turned and followed her master as he walked into the gloom. He stopped and surveyed the interior of the barn, looking around for a suitable place in which to punish Ruby. At the far end of the barn was a ladder up to the hayloft. He climbed the ladder, ideas racing through his mind, sending the blood coursing to his cock. He stood in the loft and looked around, crossing the floor to open the small window in the end gable to let in the mid afternoon sun. Turning around he saw a large chain hanging from one of the beams with a large ring on the end. He walked to the edge of the floor and looked down. "Ruby come up here, bring that length of rope," he said and turned to look again at the surroundings. Walking over to the chain, his footsteps were muffled by the hay on the floor. He pulled on the ring, satisfied himself that it was strong and looked at the position of the hay bales lying around as Ruby's head appeared at the top of the ladder. He marched over and held his hand out. The last thing he needed was for her to fall, questions would be asked. She took his hand and clambered the last few rungs to the top. Standing breathless she surveyed her surroundings wide-eyed. "Take off your dress girl," the master said. Ruby knew that she had no choice but to obey and started to unbutton her dress. The master wanted to rip it open but watched impatiently as she stepped out of it. She stood in her pants, not having worn a bodice today, shivering slightly in the cool air and clasped her hands in front of her, pushing her small breasts together. The master felt a familiar stirring in his pants as he looked at her. "Come here girl, give me your arms." She walked over to him and held out her arms. He crossed them over at the wrists and tied them together. Then he walked her to the chain and threaded the rope through it, tying it. Looking up he found there was a hook at the side of the chain and he climbed some of the hay bales there, pulled up the chain and, when Ruby's arms were over her head, he hooked the chain up. He then climbed down again and stood in front of her. Ruby stood with her head down, her nipples erect on her small, pert breasts. He walked to her and undid each tie for the leg of her long pants and watched as they fell to the floor. Standing back he noticed she had done as ordered and trimmed her mound. He could now see the skin of her pale body through the now-thinned pubic hair. "Now Ruby, I should dismiss you for theft. But, I have given it consideration and have decided to punish you instead." Ruby remained silent, her head down. The master walked around her, his riding crop in his hand. He saw her buttocks clench as she tried to look over her shoulder, afraid of what was to come. He continued to his circle of her and as he stood in front of her again he drank in the sight of her once more. This time she looked defiant although he could still see the fear in her eyes. A sudden surge of anger overtook him and he swung her around. With a swish, his riding crop made contact with the soft skin of her backside. Ruby drew in a sharp breath and bit her lip, desperately trying not to scream. He swung again, hitting the other cheek, this time Ruby could not stop herself and screamed loudly, begging for him to stop. The master was not ready to stop yet though. Striding across to his coat, he removed his handkerchief from his pocket and folded it diagonally, then marched back across the loft floor to Ruby. "Open your mouth," he demanded. Ruby just stood and sobbed. "OPEN YOUR MOUTH," he said again loudly. Still crying, she opened her mouth, he inserted the handkerchief and tied it around the back of her head. "Now you can scream as much as you like sweetling." Ruby continued to cry, closing her eyes and praying for it to end. The master whipped her again and again, harder and harder, each stroke making them both moan for different reasons. At ten strokes he stopped, panting. Her bottom was striped red and he gently ran a hand over each cheek. Ruby shuddered and tried to move out of the way, to escape the pain his fingers caused as he touched the wheals on her sensitive, tender skin. He walked around in front of her, removed the gag and then unfastened his trousers. Removing both the trousers and the pants, his cock sprang free. Ruby unconsciously licked her lips as she watched, her body already wanting him. He walked to her and roughly pushed his fingers into her cunt. Ruby immediately moaned and pushed her pelvis forward against his hand. "Oh, ready for me now are you? Well you may change your mind again little one," the master said, pinching her clit and pulling it. He walked behind her and moved another bale, kneeling down on it. "Open your legs," he commanded and Ruby did as she was ordered. He put his head back and moved between her legs. Not satisfied with the angle she was at, he stood and moved another hay bale to her feet. "Stand on it and open your legs again." She stood and opened her legs wide to accommodate the Master's broad shoulders. "Lean forward," he demanded. She did as instructed, exposing her pinkness and immediately he put his face to her cunt. Ruby yelped in surprise and then discovered she enjoyed the sensation. He licked from her cunt to her ass and then concentrated on rimming her tight, puckered anus. Ruby tried to pull away but the master was holding her hips and she was trapped. She could not fight, she could not turn so she simply surrendered to the sensations going on in her ass. The master carried on his assault and eventually Ruby found herself swaying gently onto his tongue, moaning slowly with each movement of it. After a while the Master slid a finger into her tight cunt and then slid it backwards again, moving her cunt juices back to her asshole. He replaced his tongue with one of his fingers. Ruby moaned deeply. "Oh Sir, please Sir," she murmured. "More Ruby?" "Yes Sir, more," she replied. The Master inserted a second finger and started to pump her small, tight hole. Ruby emitted small mewling moans as he finger-fucked her ass. Whilst he pumped her, he stood and positioned himself behind her. "Lean forward Ruby," he ordered, and, lost in new sensations she obeyed. Standing on the bale he positioned himself. Removing his fingers again, he pushed his cock into the entrance to her tiny tight ass. Ruby immediately became tense. "Relax Ruby," the Master said, "Relax and let it in." He reached around her slim body and slipped a finger in to play with her clit. Ruby moaned and relaxed. Seizing the opportunity he rammed his cock home. Ruby screamed loudly and tried to move away from the intense pain going on in her ass. "Oh Ruby," the Master growled. Gripping her hips he started to pull back slightly. Ruby begged, "Please Sir, please, I promise never to go near the library again." Reminded of the reason for being there the Master rammed his cock home again, pulling back. He repeated the movement again and again, over and over, driving his solid cock into her small young ass. Ruby endured the assault sobbing with each stroke, trying to will herself to relax but unable to do so, each stroke feeling like a red hot poker. The only noises now were Ruby's sobs and the Master's grunts as he continued to rape her virgin ass. Ruby's head hung down, her hair swinging back and forth as the Master delivered her punishment. With a long, loud groan the master slammed into her ass one final time, releasing his seed into her. He came with spurt after spurt, collapsing onto Ruby's back, his knees unable to hold him any longer. He withdrew his cock from her ass and swung her around to face him. "Clean me," he ordered. Ruby looked at him, her eyes red, her face streaked with tears and mucus. He took a handful of her hair and pulled her onto his cock. "I said clean me," he demanded through clenched teeth, tightening his hand in her hair. Ruby obediently licked and sucked the Master's cock, tasting herself on him. Licking the length of his shaft she took his balls into her mouth one by one and sucked them clean, then moved back up and took his shaft back into her mouth. The Master used her hair to pull her onto his cock, swinging her back and forth, feeling her gag as his cock hit the back of her throat, his cock slowly hardening again. Once he had become hard he climbed up onto the hay bales and let the chain down completely. Ruby moaned as her aching shoulders relaxed and the Master removed the rope from the chains. "Lie down Ruby," he said and watched as she climbed from the hay bale and walked across the floor to stand in a shaft of dying sunlight. "Here Sir?" she said and watched as the master looked up and found her silhouetted in the shaft of light. She was positioned so that her breasts stood out, nipples clear, while her hair cascaded down her back to her small bottom, the bottom he had just fucked so hard. The sight of her took his breath away and he could only nod mutely as he watched her, trying to compose himself. Clearing his throat he said, "Yes Ruby, just there is fine." Ruby sank slowly to her knees and then sat watching him. The Master crossed the floor and stood in front of her. "Suck it," he demanded. She slid his shaft back into her mouth and sucked. She heard a low sighing moan above her as he slowly pumped her mouth, hardening with each stroke. When he could stand the feel of her tongue no longer he pulled away from her. "On your back Ruby." Ruby did as she was told and lay back. The master knelt at the side of her and undid the rope tying her wrists. He lay on top of her, her legs automatically opened to accommodate him between them as she felt his hardness against her mound. The Master paid attention to her nipples one by one, flicking and biting them. As Ruby abandoned herself to the feelings and sensations she had felt before, she wrapped her legs around her Master, her body trying vainly to accommodate him. Her back arched, pushing her breasts into his mouth. "Oh Sir," she murmured. He held onto her legs while he sat back and positioned his cock at the entrance to her cunt. Watching her he slowly slid his cock in. He felt her warmth and wetness around him as his cock went deeper. Ruby's hands on his arms, her back and pelvis raised slightly. "Oh dear Christ, Ruby," he said as he buried his cock in her cunt up to the balls. "Oh Sir, yes Sir, please Sir," came Ruby's breathless reply and the master leant over her, his hands over her shoulders, flat on the floor as he started to pump her increasingly needy cunt. Ruby's arms and went around his neck, her thighs tightening around his hips, pulling him in to the depths. The Master surrendered to the feeling and bent his head. He very gently kissed her, biting her bottom lip as he pulled away. Ruby's back arched and her arms tightened. She raised her face to his again. As he came in to kiss her once more she opened her eyes and watched him. Their eyes locked together along with the rest of their bodies. The rhythmic rocking of his hips was picked up in tempo by hers. As he pumped her, he gave everything to her, marvelling at the power her small body had over him. Her body started to grind harder against him and he slid his hands under her buttocks, pulling her back onto him stroke by stroke. He needed to see more of her while he fucked her wonderfully tight cunt, but from the position they were in it was impossible. "Don't let go," he said. She nodded and he kissed her then swung them both so that she was on top, her breasts squashed against his chest. "Sit up Ruby." Ruby pushed herself up into a sitting position, feeling his cock slide deeper as she did. She threw her head back and a shuddering sigh leaving her. "Ride me Ruby, milk my cock with your young cunt," he murmured, watching her. She slowly started to grind her hips onto him, their moans in unison. Ruby started to slide herself up and down her Masters' cock while she pulled at her nipples, losing herself in wanton abandonment. The Master put one hand on her thigh and moved the other under her cunt, his fingers seeking the small nub of her clit. Finding it he started to rub, gently at first then, as Ruby picked up the pace, he rubbed harder, her moans becoming more insistent. "Do you want to fuck my cock Ruby? Do you?" The Master said, "Say it." Ruby stared at him while she continued to slide up and down his cock, her eyes glazed. "Say it Ruby," the Master prompted. "I want to fuck your cock Master," Ruby said."I want to fuck your cock right now." "Nnnggh," was the only reply the Master could give as her small cunt continued to milk him. "Oh God Ruby, your cunt is so good, I want to fuck it all the time." "Fuck my cunt Master, it's yours, it belongs to you Sir, fuck my cunt with your cock." Sitting astride his hips she rode his cock, bouncing onto him as he rose to meet her, his fingers rubbing her clit, heightening her excitement, her small tits, bouncing. He rammed his cock into her harder and harder until finally, together, they came, shudderingly, earth shatteringly. Ruby convulsing over him. Pulling his hand away from her sensitive clit, her whole body shook as he unloaded his hot cum into her. She collapsed forward and lay on the Masters' chest, breathing hard, body still twitching as he wrapped his arms around her and they lay together in the final dying rays of the day's sun. After a number of minutes Ruby shivered, feeling suddenly chilled. "Get up and get dressed Ruby," the master said. Ruby walked around and picked up her clothes, putting them on as the Master watched her. Finally fully-dressed he stood and put on his own clothes, Ruby now watching him from her seat on a hay bale. As he finished she stood and he turned to face her. "I trust you can descend the ladder?" "Yes Sir," Ruby replied and tucked her skirt up as she took the first rung. Once they both reached the bottom they stood and faced one another again. "You will leave first and go directly to the house, when you get there go straight to your room and wash, making sure you wash your cunt out thoroughly. I do not want you with child," he said. "Yes Sir," Ruby replied meekly and turned to go. "Ruby?" The Master said. "Yes?" replied Ruby and she turned to face him again. The Master bent and kissed her long and hard. Breaking away once more he looked at her. "You may go." Ruby turned and walked to the doors looking to make sure there was no one around. She looked at the Master and as she stepped into the twilight he called her one last time. "Yes Sir?" she replied. "You may borrow books from the library at any time," he told her. Smiling, Ruby answered, "Thank you Sir." She turned and walked away, missing the sigh and smile from her Master. He put his jacket on and walked out of the hay barn and back to the house. Master and Maid Ch. 03 The Master rose early, he had not been able to sleep well since his last encounter with Ruby almost two weeks previously. Looking at his pocket watch he discovered that it was 4:30am. Not tired enough to go to bed again, he wrapped his robe around himself and walked into the silence of the East Wing. Most of the servants had quarters in the West Wing of the house with the exception of the cook and a couple of the maids. Walking out to the staircase he looked over the long, sweeping balcony, a faint light shining under the door to the kitchens, and stood in silent contemplation. As if making up his mind he turned and walked back, bypassing the door to his room and going to the rear servants' stairs, his slippers silent on the wooden floor. The Master climbed the unfamiliar stairs carefully, aware of all the squeaks and creaks that he was making, the old wood worn in the middle, the varnish patched. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness he could see the detail on the banister, nearly all worn smooth with so many hundreds of hands over the years. He stopped, suddenly unsure of what he was doing. Then, taking a deep breath, he continued up the stairs, slowly, stealthily. Reaching the top he tried to work out which of the two doors he wanted, mentally mapping out the rooms in relation to the windows seen from outside. Choosing the left hand door he gently turned the handle and pushed it open. It swung gently inward and he looked around the door. A body in the bed was shapeless. Becoming bolder he walked slowly across the room, a creak from a stray floorboard made him halt in his tracks as the shape turned over with a small sigh. Her dark hair in a long plait, Ruby lay under a mound of threadbare blankets. He immediately made a mental note to purchase new ones. Watching her sleep he felt his cock stir and knew he needed her, lusted after her. Kneeling at the side of the bed, he put one hand under the covers and very slowly and gently slid it up under her nightdress. Ruby stirred slightly again and again he froze. Her breathing soon slowed again and the Master's hand continued its journey up her legs, never touching for fear of fully waking her. After what seemed to be an eternity, he judged his hand to be level with her mound. Gently and carefully he moved his hand over her thigh until he felt the trimmed hair. Silently satisfied that she had still obeyed his wishes, his fingers gently sought the crease of her pussy lips. Brushing the spot with his fingers he slid one finger inside, finding her small clit warmly nestled in between the folds of her labia. He rubbed slowly and continued to rub as Ruby parted her legs to allow access. He looked at her face, her lips like a rosebud, her eyes still closed in sleep, a small frown concentrated on her brow. As he continued to rub gently she moved her hips towards him. He lifted the blankets and put his head under them, placing small kisses on her thigh, torn between a gentle passion and the need to bite her and use her. Gentle passion won and he blew on her thighs. She stirred and moved her thigh out of the way, parting her legs still further. The Master moved in and kissed her mound, leaving small damp kisses all over it. Her smell was almost overwhelming, clean but horny as her juices started to flow. Unable to restrain himself any longer he extended his tongue and slid it into her damp cunt, immediately finding her clit. His tongue circled slowly listening to her as she emitted a half sigh, half moan, squirming in her sleep. As he continued to lick her clit, his hands blindly removed his clothes, his robe and pyjama shirt falling to the floor and he shivered in the early morning chill. Pulling his head away, Ruby made a small disappointed sound as he stood and removed his pyjama trousers. He looked down at her, his cock standing proud as he moved to the end of the bed and bent down, moving underneath the covers. Slowly he made his way up the bed, following his sense of smell, focusing totally on her damp cunt. He felt the skin of her thighs brushing on his shoulders as he moved up. Ruby was once more deep in sleep. He kissed her mound and slid his tongue into her small pink cunt, licking slowly, flicking it with the tip of his tongue. Ruby did not stir as the Master's tongue passed over her lips and he savoured the feeling of power, imagining her lying helpless, unable to move away. Pictures in his mind driving him on, he licked harder and deeper, slowly bringing Ruby out of her sleep, her hips starting to rise with him, her hands moving to his head, holding him, pulling him in. The Master slid his tongue deep into her hole, licking it, flicking her juices on his tongue, the taste salt and bitter sweet. Ruby moaned and ground her hips into him, moaning and mewling as she fucked his tongue with her young cunt. Suddenly Ruby arched her back steeply and the Master felt a small gush of warmth into his mouth and onto his tongue. Above the covers, Ruby's eyes finally opened as her orgasm hit, panting with unexpected shock she felt someone between her legs. Part afraid and part excited at not knowing who was between her legs, torn between lifting the covers and finding out and leaving them to find out later. Ruby's body eventually got the upper hand and she surrendered to the ministrations of the tongue, lips and teeth working below. The Master, below the covers, moved one hand up Ruby's leg and across her mound to find her slit. Pushing two fingers gently into her he slid them into her hole, replacing his tongue as he plunged his fingers deeply. Ruby moaned and hearing her fully awake he started to move up her body, covering it with his own, kissing her skin gently as he moved, his fingers never leaving the depths of her cunt. He stopped at her breasts and paid attention to her nipples, left then right, squeezing gently, flicking the tips with his tongue, rolling them until they were hard then sucking them slowly, able to hear Ruby's small moans through her chest. After spending some time on her body, he continued his journey upwards kissing her throat and shoulders until finally he reached her face and appeared from under the blanket. Fully awake now, Ruby giggled, "Good Morning Sir." The Master looked up. "Good Morning Ruby, I trust you are well?" grinning. Suddenly overcome with tenderness, he kissed her very gently, biting on her bottom lip. Ruby sighed and relaxed to his kiss, his fingers still slowly sliding in and out of her wet hole. Ruby wrapped her arms around the Master's neck and pulled him into her. His fingers slid out of her and moved up her body, emerging from the blankets. Pulling back from their kiss he offered his fingers to her lips. Her tongue snaked out and wrapped around one, sucking it into her mouth greedily, tasting herself on him, a taste she had grown to love. As she suckled on his fingers she could feel him growing harder against her leg. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, his cock sliding into her cunt easily. The Master stroked into her cunt, slowly savouring the feeling of her tightness and wetness around his hard cock. He needed to make love to her today, not simply fuck her and use her as he had previously. As he stroked into her, Ruby's moans became louder. "Hush sweetheart, we don't want to wake anyone and I want to take my time today." Ruby clamped her lips between her teeth and tried to be quiet, rocking back and forth with him as he slid his shaft deep into her while he showered her face and neck with small kisses, breathing her name with each stroke. Her hands on his back, Ruby pulled him in, moaning as quietly as she could, her nails beginning to rake his back, gouging him, driving him deeper into her until finally they both hit their orgasms.??? Bursting open like floodgates, Ruby felt his cum fill her as the Master convulsed over her, her cunt milking him, squeezing him, until, unable to take anymore, he collapsed on top of her. Breathing heavily, he lay still. Underneath him Ruby shut her eyes, her legs trembling, her cunt still convulsing, sending shivers through her. Laying still the Master breathed "Oh Ruby, oh my sweet child," and wrapped his arms around her, one around her waist, the other around her neck and shoulders, enveloping her. Ruby buried her face in the Masters shoulder, savoured the feel of being held. She turned her head to one side and looked to the window. "Sir, its dawn, I must get up." "Stay here Ruby," the Master said, "I will deal with it and be back. Do not get up." The Master rose and put his nightwear back on. He walked to the door and looked out before stepping out into the corridor, he turned around and looked back at her, her dark hair the only thing visible above the rumpled blankets. The Master went downstairs and found Miles at the bottom of the staircase. "Good Morning Sir, you are up very early," he observed. "Yes Miles, blasted serving girl woke me, crashing into my door. I was ready to give her a piece of my mind when I observed that she was not at all well, so I have sent her back to her bed and told her to stay there. Hopefully sleep will cure what ails her." "Yes Sir," Miles said. "I shall inform cook and the housekeeper. Which girl was it?" "I believe it was Ruby, Miles," the Master said. "Yes Sir, shall I bring your tea?" "No Miles, I believe I will go back to bed again, I am feeling fatigued still," the Master said. "Yes Sir, I shall bring your tea later?" "As you wish Miles, as you wish," the Master said, already climbing the staircase. Miles watched the Master with interest. Since he had been in service he had never known him to go back to bed. He seemed far too awake to be pleading tiredness. Standing watching as the Master disappeared around the corner towards his bedroom, Miles decided to follow him and find out whether he truly had gone to his room. He momentarily stopped himself, he had no business doing this, then mentally challenged himself, defending his reasons. The Master was behaving out of character, Miles needed to make certain that all was well. Continuing to climb the stairs he tried to work out where the Master could be and how he was going to explain himself if he were caught. His soft slippers not making any noise at all, he slipped down the corridor to the Master's room. He approached to find the door ajar. Cautiously he put his head around and looked around the room, there was no sign of the Master. Miles came back into the corridor and tried to work out where the Master had gone. He could not have gone back down the stairs as he would have seen him, and he certainly would not have gone to the mistress, they had little to do with each other during the day as it was. Miles turned towards the servants' staircase wondering if the Master would have gone to check on Ruby. It was unlikely, the Master did not do that type of thing, but Miles decided to check on her anyway. Climbing the stairs on silent slippers he came to Ruby's door. Inside he could hear whispered voices. Unable to stop himself, he very carefully turned the handle and opened the door slightly. Putting his eye to the crack he stood, mouth open, watching what was going on inside the room. After seeing Miles, the Master had made his way straight back to Ruby. His cock was hard once more and he needed satisfaction. He climbed the servants stairs and opened Ruby's door. "You are to stay here Ruby, I have sent you back to bed." He said smiling. Ruby giggled and watched while the Master dropped his nightwear on the floor once again. "Take your nightdress off properly Ruby." Ruby got out of the bed and found she was unable to remove her nightdress from its resting place behind her head. She got a fit of the giggles. "Shhhhhh, come here," said the Master, and he helped remove her nightdress, both of them giggling quietly, not hearing the door being opened. The Master reached around and cupped her small breasts in his hands. Ruby leant back and raised her arms, winding them around his neck, sighing. He continued to play with her breasts, rolling and flicking her nipples, making her moan, not caring now about the noise; they were the only two left in the wing. He kissed her neck, behind her ears, drinking in the smell of her, so clean and natural. His hands left her breasts and moved all over her body; her thighs, her flat stomach, her hips, full and round, her mound, trimmed and slightly damp from their recent sex play. Ruby moaned as his fingers played over her hips and mound, her knees trembling as he slid two fingers in between her lips and started to rub her clit. "Moan Ruby, moan for me my sweet girl." He pinched her clit between two fingers and she moaned loudly and deeply. "Oh Ruby, I simply cannot get enough of you." He slid his fingers down her cunt a little further and found her hole. Slowly he slid his finger into her and felt her wetness. Bending, he scooped her up and lifted her onto the bed, kneeling beside her, kissing her body. "Get on your knees Ruby," the Master said. Ruby got on her hands and knees on the bed as the Master stood and moved behind her. She looked over her shoulder and grinned at him, waving her backside provocatively. He got on his knees again and put his head between her legs, licking her ass and cunt. He moved slowly over her rear end, licking and kissing, flicking her asshole every time he went near it, moans and sighs leaving Ruby constantly until he reached her cunt. Biting her lips gently and pulling on them she moaned loudly and hissed with a sharp burst of breath as his teeth sank harder and pulled her cunt open. The Master slid his tongue into her and dipped into her hole, sliding back in very slowly, hearing Ruby's moan turn almost into a growl as he went deeper and deeper, her upturned, wanton cunt waiting for more. "That's it Ruby, moan for me child, become the whore I know you really are," he hissed before sliding his tongue in again. She moved her hips and fucked his tongue harder. "Oh God, Oh Sir," she moaned as she approached her orgasm. The Master removed his tongue and kissed her ass. "Don't cum Ruby, stop yourself," he said. Ruby tried very hard to think of other things and slowly stopped her cunt from contracting. The Master then slid two fingers into her and slowly started to pump her soaked, squelching cunt. Once again he played with her and then told her to stop herself cumming. She did once more but the effort left her breathless. The Master moved his fingers into her ass once again, pumping her almost to orgasm and then paused again, ordering her to stop herself once more. This process was repeated another four times in her ass and cunt until Ruby was nearly passing out from the mixture of pain and not orgasming and the pleasure of wanting to cum. When the Master had brought Ruby to the point of passing out, he knelt behind her and rammed his cock in hard. Ruby screamed and moaned, while the Masters' cock pounded her hard and deep. "Don't cum Ruby, I will tell you when," he said. Unable to answer she simply nodded as he continued to pound her, both of them moaning hard. After what seemed an age, the Master finally said "Cum Ruby, cum now." Ruby's orgasm filled the room, screaming and moaning she started to convulse. The Master continued to pump her hard and from Ruby's cunt came the most amazing stream of cum. Her body bucked and thrashed as she tried to pull away from him. He gripped her hips and pulled her into him for all he was worth. His next thrust was his last one and he unloaded his balls into her. Collapsing together they curled up. Her body wracked, she shuddered violently and he wrapped his arms around her. "Oh Ruby," he breathed. Ruby lay smiling and snuggled back against him. They lay together, she enjoying the tenderness, he enjoying the softness of a woman once more. Outside the door, Miles had observed everything that had happened and stood now, breathing hard, his spent cock in his hand and a trail of streams of cum across the floor. The Master stirred and kissed Ruby's shoulder. "I must go Ruby, stay here and sleep.," he said. "Will you come back, Sir?" Ruby asked hopefully. "No not today, but we shall see each other, I promise." He dressed once more and leant over, kissing her before he left her. He walked out of the door and shut it behind him, smiling as he did. Ruby sat up and watched him go, her face still flushed. The door clicked shut and Ruby lay down, curling up into her covers, her eyes shutting as she drifted off to sleep, thinking of the Master. She woke suddenly as she heard the door open once again. She sat up quickly expecting to see the Master. Words died on her lips and the smile fell from her face as she discovered Miles standing there. "What are you doing here?" Ruby demanded, forgetting herself. "SHUT UP." Miles answered. Ruby looked at him, suddenly frightened by the anger she saw in his eyes. She pulled the blanket up around her neck and moved back up the bed until she was sitting against the head of it. She watched as he walked around the room berating her, telling her she had no right, she had forgotten her station, she was nothing more than a whore. He stopped and turned around, looking at her. "A whore. As such you should be treated like a whore," and he moved towards the bed. "If you come near me I shall scream," Ruby said. "Scream all you like, as he said, no one can hear you, we are all alone." He grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the bed. The strength in his anger lifting her bodily, the blankets falling to the floor, leaving her standing naked. Miles free hand grabbed roughly at her breast as Ruby tried to pull away. His hand shot out and went from her wrist to her hair, wrapping it around his fist. His hand moved from her breast and roughly pushed its way into her cunt, fingers pushing, ramming, hurting. Ruby screamed loudly and fought against him, pulling, pushing and kicking. Keeping his hand wound in her hair, he dragged her across to her dresser and opened the drawer. Taking out some of her stockings, he first gagged her and then, taking her back to the bed, he threw her down and tied her hands together. Sitting on her stomach, he tied one stocking to each of the top posts of the bed, then undoing her wrists, he tied one to each. He then got up and walked around the bed and tied one stocking to each of the bottom bed posts. Ruby was still fighting to get away and as Miles reached for her legs she kicked out and hit him in the head. Miles staggered but kept his balance. Walking over to her he raised a fist and, punched her full in the stomach, followed by a backhanded smack across the face. "Now look at what you made me do Ruby. I did not want to hurt you but you made me angry. Please don't do it again." Ruby looked at him, unable to speak, eyes wide open, desperately trying to breathe. She nodded mutely, a bright red mark appearing on her face. Miles stood once more and calmly started to remove his clothes, each item carefully placed so that they would not crease. Once he was naked he moved back to the bed, his cock flaccid. "Now look at you Ruby, not so important now are you? The Masters Whore. Well if the Master can have you then anyone can have you." He climbed onto the bed between her legs and once more thrust his hand into her cunt. Ruby fought against it, trying to move away and failing. Miles forced his fingers in deeper and deeper, Ruby's screams lost in her gag. Mile's cock got harder as Ruby screamed and fought, until he took his fingers out and moved over her body. Reaching down to her breasts, he bit her nipples hard, drawing bloody. Ruby's screams increasing in desperation, every scream making Miles harder and harder. Lust taking him, passion, need, blind, animal need. His cock rock hard, he lined it up with her now tender cunt. Not hesitating, he rammed it home, thrusting deeply, ignoring the pull on his cock as he plunged into her dry cunt. He stroked deep and hard, each stroke making him grunt, making Ruby sob. Her dryness starting to bleed as he hammered his cock home over and over again. Finally he shuddered as he pumped his hot cum into her. Her sobs louder than his panting while he fought to gain control. Master and Maid Ch. 03 As he lay he could feel her under him and the realisation of what he had done overtook him. "Oh Ruby, oh my love, I am sorry, I am sorry. I was so angry Ruby, I have loved you for so long. I wanted you to be mine Ruby, not his. Mine." He reached around the back of her head and undid the stocking gag. Taking it, he wiped away the tears from her face. "Oh Ruby, forgive me, I promise I will make amends. Please say you forgive me." Ruby looked at him. "Never." Was the only word that passed her lips. "Then no one will have you again." He said angrily and took Ruby's hair and wrapped it around her neck, pulling tight. Ruby started to go red, coughing and struggling for breath, shaking her head and pleading as much as her remaining breath would allow. Ignoring everything around him he watched her face, intently pulling and pulling until finally she stopped struggling. Miles let go of Ruby's hair and stared. Gently, he undid her hair from her neck, and removed the stockings from her wrists and ankles. He lifted her light body and held it to him. Her warm skin against his chest, he just sat, holding her, numb, wrapped up in his own mind. He stroked her hair and found that her skin was suddenly wet. Then he realized he was crying. He gave into the tears and sobbed, rocking her back and forth, breathing her name under his breath over and over. He laid her body back in the bed and tenderly covered her up. Making sure she was tidy, he picked up the small chair from her bedroom and walked onto the landing. He placed her stockings on the chair and walked back into her bedroom. He found a pencil and some paper, wrote one line, placed it on Ruby's chest, walked out of the door and quietly closed it behind him as if trying not to wake her. Miles tied together two of Ruby's stockings together and stood on the chair to tie it around the beam. He then got down and checked the length and the strength before making a loop and climbing back onto the chair. He put the loop around his neck and stepped from the chair. It took about a minute for him to die. Miles was discovered by one of the footmen after a search of the grounds and house. When he had not appeared for the Masters' breakfast, the Master had ordered him found. The Master having been fetched to attend Miles, had found Ruby. Lying quietly as though asleep, a bruise around her neck was the only indication that something was amiss. On her chest a note, one line. 'I'm sorry. If I cannot have her, no one can.' The Master turned on his heel and walked out. He did not attend either funeral but Ruby's mother received a substantial amount of money. He missed her daily, but never mentioned her name again.