1 comments/ 15576 views/ 1 favorites The Mansion House Series Ch. 01 By: Marilou_Johansson "Ethan, cuddle me, cuddle up to me, let me feel you beside me," Kat murmured. "Sure honey, I'm right here. Right beside you. Thinking about you, caring for you, loving you," Ethan replied to his friend. "What did I just say? Loving you? So, suddenly I was in love with my friend, but only because I was contemplating her being a dominant over me? I must be weird!" Ethan considered. Weird or not, Ethan couldn't get the thought out of his mind, and so he cuddled up even more closely to Kat, his wannabe dominant partner, his best friend. Kat was no true dominant though. It was not in her nature. Sure, she was dominant at work. She was a manager, and she was in control of a large number of staff. But outside of work, she just wanted to chill, to have a fun-loving life, to be loved, to be cherished. And to get drunk fairly often with her best friend Ethan. "But what about Aunt Jane?" Ethan wondered. "Aunt Jane. Aunt Jane." "Kat, do you remember you told me that Aunt Jane was looking for someone to help her with her garden? Kat, you awake?" "Yeah honey, Aunt Jane. What about Aunt Jane?" "Aunt Jane – can you give her a call today and see if she still needs an employee?" It was more of a demand on Kat, than a question. It was more about the fact that Ethan needed Aunt Jane, more than she probably would need him. "Yeah Ethan, just let me get over this hangover for a while. I'll call her a bit later today, okay?" "Maybe you can give her a quick call now Kat. Its 9.30 so she'll be up and about I expect." "Oh man, Ethan, you are the guy are you not – always pushing, and I'm always pleasing you. So, what does that make me – your servant or something?" Kat chortled. "Seems I should be the one wearing the frilly maid's outfit, no?" Ethan laughed at the thought of Kat in a maid's outfit. "Yeah babe, I know, I owe you big time. You've helped me so much and you are always gonna be my best friend. I owe you so much. I can't ask for a better friend than you, I really can't." "Okay then Ethan, where's my phone? Can you go find it for me - I think I have her number stored on my mobile." "Is it in your jacket pocket Kat?" "Yup – jacket I left on the couch in the living room." In a few seconds, Ethan had found Kat's phone, and was proffering it to her, pushing her to make the call to the dominant Aunt Jane. "Hey, Aunt Jane, is that you? Its Kat. Yeah I'm good, thanks. How are you? Fine yeah, good. I heard that you had an opening for a gardener, is that the case? Oh, it is, okay good. I have a friend who is a qualified landscaper. He's looking for work in this area and is prepared to commute each day if that is necessary. Oh, so you have accommodation available? That's great! How about I get him to give you a call a little later today, and you can discuss the job criteria together – sound good with you? Nice! I'll get him to call you. Nice talking with you Aunt Jane. You take good care... bye now." "You heard all that, right? She will be happy to talk with you today, if you want to give her a call. So, seems like my darling Ethan is potentially no longer only my Ethan – I'll have to share you with Aunt Jane," Kat mocked. "Kat", Ethan replied, "you know there can only be one woman for me – ever! And that woman is you. Don't be worried about Aunt Jane the sadist. I'll have her eating out of my hand well before you know it!" But Ethan wasn't quite so sure of that. He suddenly felt nervous. "I'll have to speak to Aunt Jane. Oh my, what if she hates me? What if she is in fact a sadist and she takes control over me? I know its a nice thought, but what if it were actually true? Shit, what have I got myself involved in?" "Ethan, you okay?" Kat asked. "Suddenly you look a bit nervous. Oh my, are you getting giddy about my Aunt Jane? Perhaps you're having thoughts of her laying you over her lap and spanking your bare bottom because you've been a naughty boy? Does that make you hot, or does that make you want to pee your pants?" Kat was laughing. Ethan was NOT! He suddenly felt totally intimidated by the mere thought of Aunt Jane. "Fuck Kat, you can laugh all you like, but what if... what if your Aunt is really what they say she is? What if she treats me just like she did poor old Uncle Tom? What if, Kat, what if?" "Hey Ethan, this is what many men dream about. They want to give in to a strong woman like Aunt Jane, don't they honey. I bet you are no different. Come to think of it, if I wanted to be like her, I'd have you eating out of my hand. Or, to put it another way – eating out of my pussy," Kat grinned. "Nice thought actually Ethan. Nice thought having you down there and eating me out while I demand more from you." The mere consideration of Kat having him eating out of her pussy got him excited, and suddenly there was a lump in his shorts where just seconds ago there had been none. He tried to cover it by lowering his hands, but Kat was on the game in an instant. "You see! I told you men like to be controlled by strong women. Come on Ethan – admit it. Just the idea of me having you eating from between my legs has got you all hot and bothered. Well, seems to me that if I'm to compete with Aunt Jane, I'm gonna have to be much more dominant over you in future. So you watch your step with me buster or you'll be my little lamb and up for the slaughter!" Ethan did not know if Kat was joking about this or not. She looked deadly serious, and she held his gaze intently. "Maybe she's of the same blood stock that Aunt Jane is after all. Maybe Kat did have the potential for being a cruel dominant, but she'd just never really demonstrated it with me before," Ethan contemplated. "Come on Kat, stop joking around with me, will ya!" Ethan scoffed. "This may be funny to you, but its no longer funny to me. But yeah, you are right, the thought of eating you down there does kinda erm, get me warm a bit, I admit it," he half joked. "Ethan – just a bit, huh? Check out your play thing – its rock hard, dude!" Kat was laughing now. She knew she had her friend tied up. He had no-where to hide. It was now out in the open and they both knew it. "So, you my dear Ethan actually want to belong to me. Or, perhaps its Aunt Jane you want to belong to. Or maybe its both of us. Well, I'll have to have a word with my dear Aunt Jane about this and we'll see what we can come up with. In the meantime, I need another coffee and make it stronger this time. Go, go!" she scolded him into action. Ethan leapt up from where he was lying on the bed and ran through the door way towards the kitchen, making every attempt to cover his nether region in case of further derision from his friend Kat (the new dominatrix on the block!). He reached the kitchen, reached for the kettle, filled it up, slapped on the power, got some fresh mugs and this time popped two 3-in-1's in Kat's cup. "Hopefully this is what she means by strong coffee, or I could be in deep sh.t!" he figured. "Kat, I hope that's okay for you," he said as he entered the bedroom and attempted to hand Kat her coffee. "Get the table over there, slave boy, and put it next to me here," Kat beckoned where she wanted the table to be placed. Ethan put the coffee down on the floor and scurried over to get the little coffee table. Once done, he placed Kat's coffee on the table top. "No!" she hissed. "Go and get a place mat. If you mark my coffee table I'll take it out on your bare ass, boy!" "Was she being serious" Ethan wondered "or just having fun? Whatever this was about, it was causing him to have heart palpitations. Seems that Kat could in fact be a very good dominatrix after all, if she so wished to be." Ethan quickly went on the hunt for some place mats in the living room and returned to see Kat now sitting upright with her breasts almost hanging out of her negligee. "Oooh fuck," he thought, "she's really playing games with me and she knows exactly what she's doing too." Ethan stared at Kat's golden globes and automatically scored them at a 9 out of 10. It was a guy thing after all – it just happened that way. He would have scored them a 10 but a 10 was unobtainable no matter how good they were. "What the fuck are you staring at boy?" Kat shouted. "Emmm... not staring at anything, Kat. Its just that your front end is coming out a bit and, well, I'm a guy, so, emmm... what do you expect me to do, pretend not to notice them?" Ethan tried to explain in a fairly sheepish manner. "I bet you'd like to suck them, slave boy. I bet you would like to suck on Kat's big bouncy juicy water melons. In fact, I don't have to bet on it, I know it. But you're not going to get that chance, at least not today. Time you were gone. Now go get dressed and be absolutely sure that you call Aunt Jane today, okay? I don't want to have her calling me and telling me that you were a no-show. So you make sure you give her a call, and do keep in mind that she is very much the dominant woman, and she loves to have men squirming, or at least that's what I'm told. I'm sure you can do a very good job at being a squirmer, Ethan MacDonald. You've already proven to me this morning that you are more than capable! Now, get dressed and get out. You'll be hearing from me soon, don't you worry, my little Ethan, my darling little Ethan." Kat was really getting into the mould of the dominant lady after all. Ethan had known her for all these years and had never experienced anything like this. And boy, did he like it! But at the same time, he was concerned what this experience may do to their friendship. He was in many ways dependent on Kat's hospitality. So, what if she was no longer going to be such a liberal friend, and instead was to become much more masterful in a mistress like fashion? That would possibly be the end of a great friendship as they both had known it. Was it worth giving in to this - a much more dominant Kat - simply because Ethan had a penchant for being on the receiving end when it came to attractive, dominating women? Ethan grabbed at the pile of clothing he had dropped on the floor not long ago. He really wanted to get out of there fast – as fast as possible! Even though he was totally entranced by everything Kat was doing, he was at the same worried about the future consequences that this little enactment would bring. He donned his clothes as fast as he could, had a quick look in the wall mirror to check his appearance. Then walked over to Kat so he could give her a kiss as a way of thank you for the previous night. She turned her face upwards in order to meet the kiss from her new slave boy. "I'll give you a call in the next few days or so," she said. "Its time you started to earn my love rather than take it for granted, I'm sure you agree, slave boy Ethan, my darling little play thing," Kat sneered. "Fuck!" Ethan thought, "she's utterly incredible! Whoever would have thought it possible?" He was tempted to say in reply "yes, Mistress Kat," but instead managed to stutter "emm yes Kat, thanks again for erm – everything." With that, he fled Kat's house with his tail between his legs, in some ways hoping very much for a similar experience in the near future, but in other ways looking forward to having their friendship intact and back to the way it had always been – at least until now, that is! The Mansion House Series Ch. 03 The Mistress strode out of the living room. The guests started to rise and follow her lead. Mistress Allison got up from her seat, wrapped her arm around her daughter's shoulders, and escorted her through to the dining room. Ethan stared at them both – thoroughly entranced. He'd already fallen for Allison, and her daughter – or whom he presumed was her daughter - was equally as bewitching! He imagined for a moment what it might be like to be in bed with them both. Possibly tonight would be the night... "Boy... come!" Allison was staring at him. She raised her hand and pointed towards the dining room. "Get a move on, will you. We'll be in need of your services at the table. Quickly, quickly!" Ethan was a bit taken aback. He thought that Allison had forgotten all about him. But no. Here she was asking – demanding – his presence. He felt a sudden sense of excitement and quickly moved to follow his Mistress and her incredibly sexy daughter! Slowly but surely, all the mansion house guests made their way to the dining area. Three of them brought along their fuck toys. The big titted Roxy was herded along by the lady in the fluorescent pink dress who had taken a real shine to her. One of the other trio – the lady in the golden coloured dress, who'd enjoyed having one of the maids suck her snatch out, now had a chain around the neck of her sex toy of choice. The maid scurried along the ground on all fours, trying to keep up with her Mistress. Liz, the older lady who had the hots for Ethan – she forcefully marched her maid into the dining area. She was slapping the girl's reddened buttocks, muttering a variety of profanities at her as she did so. All the other maids – all four of them, waited for this evening's guests to take their leave of the living room area. They then made their way towards the kitchen. They knew full well that they'd also succumb to the sexual delights of the guests. It was only a matter of time. But in the meantime, they were to help serve up the food. Once all the guests were seated, Mistress Jane Dechaump, who was at the head of the table, stood to make a toast. "Ladies and gentleman, I wish to thank you very kindly for gracing the mansion house with your presence. It means a lot to us to have such good friends in our company. I hope that we can serve your every need. Now, all that remains is to say, bon apetit and let's all drink to a very pleasurable evening!" With that, the Mistress returned to her seat at the head of the table and the serving of the food and drink commenced. On the menu there was organic foie gras as the entrée. The vegetarian option was poh piah which was a type of spring roll, but prepared in the Malaysian style. For main course, it was either Duck a l'Orange or the vegetarian option – which was not entirely vegetarian as such – king prawn, Foochow noodles, and a laksa sauce. For dessert, there was a choice of either strawberry cake or cherry and vanilla pie – both home-made. Jane always maintained a point never to skimp where the menu was concerned. "Anyone who does not eat everything on their plate will be spanked," the Mistress at the head of the table joked. All the guests laughed. Liz piped up, "if I don't eat everything, then I'll take it out on this bitch," she pointed at her maid who was currently hunched over a chair with her reddened buttocks turned towards the dominant Liz. Liz slapped at the buttocks with her right hand. The maid flinched. This brought more laughter from around the table as well as some supportive clapping. Ethan stood by his Mistress Allison, and tried to remain out of way as much as he could. His Mistress thrived on his company. What's more, her daughter was sitting on her left. Allison felt happy. Happier than she'd felt for a long time. She had lover boy toy at her beck and call, and hopefully she'd have him in her bed later on tonight. And she had her darling daughter – Jade - right beside her. With her left hand, she reached below the table over towards Jade's thighs. Jade felt her mother's touch and opened her legs a little. She then guided her mother's hand up towards her cunt. Allison pulled at Jade's g-string. She started to rub her fingers gently over her daughter's pussy lips and clit. Jade responded by opening her thighs more in order to relish her mother's attentions on her sweetness. Allison then beckoned for Ethan to move closer. "Baby boy, get yourself under the table. I want to feel your tongue between my legs. All this sex around me is driving me crazy. I need to be cleaned – my pussy juices are flowing onto the carpet. And baby boy," the Mistress whispered, "do be sure to get that tongue of yours inside my rose bud too. First do my pussy and clean me up a bit. Then move to my bud. Its getting a tad sweaty down there. There's a good darling." She snapped her fingers and pointed below the table. Ethan didn't hesitate. He scampered in below the dining room table and started to push his Mistress's dress up. She pulled, he pushed. She edged her knees apart so that Ethan could get started. Ethan pulled her soaking pink g-string out of her pussy lips and manoeuvred it gently to the side. He then moved his head forward and down in order to make contact with her wetness. The Mistress's aroma was strong. Ethan thrust his nose ever closer to his target and sniffed deeply. He then dived in. The Mistress gasped as his tongue made contact with her sopping love hole. She reached down with her right hand to rest it on the back of her lover boy's head, whilst she continued playing with Jade's womanhood with other hand. "Heaven!" she thought to herself. "Absolute heaven!" Allison bucked her hips in order to meet Ethan's attentive tongue. She pulled harder on the back of his head, edging him to go deeper still. Ethan slid his tongue in and out making every effort to pleasure his Mistress as much as he possibly could. At the same time, he wanted to pace himself – the longer he was down between his Mistress's gorgeous thighs, the more chance he would avoid the attentions of any of the other house guests. In essence, he was in fact doing everything possible to heed Allison's wishes. Firstly to give her pussy a very good tongue massage and cleaning, and secondly, to avert any untoward attention from the house guests. The entrée was served to Allison and her daughter. "Wine, Mistress?" the maid who was doing the honours of serving the drinks enquired. "Red for me. What is it tonight?" Allison asked. "There's an Australian Merlot, Mistress, or there's a Carbenet Sauvignon from Chile. Oh, and there's also a Malbec from the Bordeaux region of France." "Merlot". The maid turned to her drinks trolley and lifted the Merlot. She filled the Mistress's glass and then moved on to Jade. "Ma'am, your preference please?" "Got champagne have you, bitch?" "Yes, Ma'am. We have Tattinger or Dom Perignon." "The Dom is most thoroughly appropriate," Jade giggled. "Yes, of course, Ma'am," the maid replied. She located the Dom Perignon on the trolley and filled Jade's glass. She then moved on to the next guest at the table. Allison took her hand away from her daughter's dripping sex so she could drink her wine. Before she picked up her glass, she popped her fingers in her mouth and sucked. "Mmmm... as tasty as ever, my baby." Jade pushed her g-string back into place. Her pussy was so hot, and she was desperate for more – much more. "Thanks mommy," she responded. "Mommy," Jade whispered to Allison after the maid had passed. "Is that girly boy sucking your pussy?" "Yessss... yes he is, baby, and he's awfully good at it too. I always thought that the girls would be better when it comes to pleasuring me, but the boy here is a very good performer. Seems to me he's had a lot of practice. Oh yessssss. Fuck, that's good!" she was enjoying Ethan's tongue immensely! She continued talking with her daughter, "I'd be willing to bet that he's been tongue fucking Kat. Its obvious he's in love with her, and if Kat's Aunt Jane is anything to go by, then Kat has the potential for being one seriously dominant kid! Quite honestly, Jade, I'm just waiting for the day that I can test Kat's resolve. I'd adore to have her eating from my juicy snatch. But I figure she may have an equal desire to have me eating from hers. Ohhhh, mmmmm, that's so gooooood." She bucked her pussy onto her slave boy's face." Jade, this boy is goooood... ohhh, that's it, yessss! Clean me boy, clean me properly!" "Mommy," Jade said, "can I have the boy next. What with you fingering me, I'm wet too. I think it would be good that, after he's worked on your needs, he then turns to mine. What d'you say, mommy, darling? Can I have him? Can I? Please mommy?" Allison bent over and kissed her daughter on the cheek. "Yes, of course, baby. I'd much prefer to share the boy with you than with anyone else in the world! After all, you're blood. In a sense, if he's working on your needs then he's also working on mine too. Oh fuck, keep doing that boy, keep on doing that – it feels great! Get it deep boy. Ohhh yessss. Fuck my sopping pussy with your tongue! Fuck, yesssss!" Allison orgasmed twice while Ethan kept ploughing deeply at her drenched pussy hole. She stooped down a little in her chair. "Okay boy, time to get working on my sweaty ass." She moved so that Ethan could get full access to her rose bud. Again, Ethan wasted no time. He needed no more encouragement than he'd already received. "Mommy, when are you going to finish with him – or is it a "her"?" Jade quaffed. I'd really love to have it right now. I need it between my thighs and I need it right now." "Yeah, baby," Allison responded. "Just wait till he's done my puckered one properly, and I'll push him over to you. Just give us a couple of minutes, is all." Allison bent down once more, "boy, get your fucking tongue deeper. I need to be cleaned. What I don't need is a gentle massage, for fucks sake!" She opened her thighs a little wider in order to aid her lover boy's voyage to the depths of her being. She farted loudly. Ethan gagged, but managed to keep up the good work regardless. He looked forward to smelling her. He was totally immersed in both his Mistress's and his own sexual gratification. "Mommy, once it – he – she – the boy, is on me, can I use his mouth for pee pee? I'm already needing and after some of this Dom champagne, I'll be desperate." "No baby. You'll have to take him to the toilet with you if you want to use him. We can't have people using the dining room as a toilet, now can we?" Allison responded. "I guess not, no. You are quite right. I'd never want to dampen Jane's beautiful Persian rug with my pee pee. And chances are that there may be some seepage from its mouth." "That's correct, baby. The boy is new to this. No doubt if you used him, he'd spill. Let's not take the risk. Not until I've gotten him up to scratch, anyhow." Allison smiled an evil smile in Jade's direction. Allison bent down a little in her seat and whispered, "that's better boy. Good – nice and deep. Slide it as far up my derriere as you can. Yesssss that's right," she moaned pleasurably. "I'll make a professional poop chute cleaner of you yet," she giggled. Jade continued, "Okay mommy. In which case, once he's done you, I'll take him upstairs to your bathroom. Then I can start with his – her – the lady boy's tuition." "That's fine honey. Just don't keep him up there all night, will you." I'm sure Jane wants to chat with you for a bit, and best not hide yourself away for too long with the boy. She'll be asking where you've got to, not that she'd need many clues to guess right, of course." Allison once more popped her hand under the table but this time it was to push Ethan's head away from her pooper. "That's enough now boy. Time to go with baby girl Jade. Time to taste her golden juice." Ethan came out from under the table, the lower part of his face covered with his Mistress's thick white cream. "Best you wipe that off your face before you go any place," Allison instructed him. "We don't want everyone to know where you've been for the past 10 minutes, do we," she chuckled. "Here boy," she threw him a serviette. Ethan wiped his face and then handed the serviette back to Allison. "Don't give the fucking dirty thing to me, you idiot," she hissed. "Just put it down there on the floor behind you. One of the other maids will collect it shortly." Jade got up from the table. "Time we were outta here, girly boy," she said to Ethan. "Mommy, I'll see you soon. Give us 20 minutes or so," she said. "20 minutes – what, to have a piss?" Allison questioned. "Erm, well yeah. Plus side benefits too of course," she winked at her mother. Jade grabbed Ethan's arm and they proceeded to make their way to her mother's boudoir.