5 comments/ 16459 views/ 1 favorites Peasant Girl By: bassbelly This is the revised version of the original story. I mad some corrections to the dates and corrected a couple of errors in it. * Peasant Girl April, 1970 She crouched in the under brush beside the rice paddy. Her body shook with fear. The Viet Cong had come to the village last night. They had killed all the men for being American sympathizers. They raped all the women and killed them, too. They killed the children and burned the village to the ground. She had been out in the rice fields. She heard the gunfire and saw the smoke from the burning village. She hid in the dense jungle undergrowth all night. From her vantage point she could see the American soldiers approaching the burning village. The hunted down and shot the VC guards, then started a search around the village for any stragglers A soldier spotted her and raised his rifle. She closed her eyes and prepared to die. "Don't shoot," a voice called out to the soldier. "Ah, hell captain, she's just another murdering VC," the soldier replied. "I don't think so. I've got to question her," Captain Wilson gruffly replied. He walked over to where the girl was cowering in the underbrush. "Why are you here?" he asked in perfect Vietnamese. "The bad people came last night. They killed my family. They burned my village. Now you are going to shoot me," she cried and burst into tears. "Nobody's going to shoot you. Come on out of there," he ordered. The little girl slowly crawled out of the brush. She had on a simple shift, no underwear and it was obvious that she had been so scared that she pissed on herself. "Are you going to rape me now?" she cried. She was only 14 years old. "Nobody's gonna rape you. Come with me," he ordered once again. He held out his hand. She took it and he led her away from the jungle. "Get me some transport sergeant," he ordered again. "Yes sir," complied the sergeant. Twenty minutes later a helicopter appeared. The captain got on with the little girl and they whirled away. The helicopter took them to the big base at Danang. He escorted the girl to the hospital. "Check her out and report to me. She may have been raped last night," he told the nurse. "I'll be waiting in the lounge." Thirty minutes later the nurse walked into the lounge. "She is scared and undernourished but she hasn't been raped," she reported. "What shall we do with her?" "Give her back to me. I'll take her to Saigon." The C-123 cleared the airstrip and headed for Saigon. The little girl had a death grip on the captain. She wouldn't let go. He was her hero. The captain checked them in to the hotel and went to base ops to check on the general run of things. It wasn't too bad so he reported to headquarters and applied for a month's worth of leave. As soon as it was approved he headed back to the hotel. When he walked into the room, she jumped into his arms and kissed him over and over. She had been crying. "What is the matter honey?" he asked. "I thought you had deserted me. I waited and waited but you didn't come back. I was so scared. What are we going to do?" "I'm going to take you to Clark AB in the Philippines and register you as a political refugee. Then I'm taking you to Manila. I'm going to adopt you." "Oh!" she cried. "I thought you would marry me." "No, you are much too young for me. Besides, I already have a wife. We have never been able to have children so you will be staying with her until I return." The little girl sadly shook her head. "But I want you! You saved me. If not for you, I would be dead now. Please marry me. I'll be a good wife. I won't give you any problems," she pleaded. "You will have to be content with being my daughter. I have grown to love you, too but I have a wife that I love and she'll love you too." He called his wife and told her of his scheme. She couldn't have been happier. "When will she be here?" she asked. "As soon as I can get all this miserable paperwork done. We'll be at Clark in the P.I. I'll let you know more when I know more. I love you honey." The next day Captain Wilson and the little girl got on a C-141 and headed for Clark. The girl was completely dazzled by the life style of the Americans. She had never seen such luxuries. The thing that amazed her most was the way they took it all for granted. I'll bet America won't be this grand, she thought. It took the captain three weeks of his leave to get all of her paperwork squared away and even then there would be more in the States. They were checked in to the Filipinas Hotel in downtown Manila. He had one week to spend with her. Then he loaded her on an airliner bound for Seattle. His wife would pick her up at SEA/TAC. He went back to the war. Two years later he was still fighting the communists in the jungles of Southeast Asia. Only now he was fighting the secret war in Cambodia. He was tired of the war, tired of getting shot at and tired of the military. He had briefly considered making the military a career. He was now Colonel Wilson. He knew that eventually his luck would run out if he stayed in the war zone. He longed to see his wife. He had not seen her in almost 4 years. He had not seen the little girl in 2 years. He wanted life without bullets, bombs and rockets. He got on a jet and reported back to Washington D.C. where he resigned his commission. He was free! He hopped the first plane for Seattle. His wife, Mary and little girl were waiting for him at SEA/TAC. He immediately recognized his wife as she ran forward and jumped into his arms. Another set of arms was hugging his waist. It was his little girl. Little? She looked like she had fallen off the cover of a fashions magazine. What a beauty! "Oh honey, it's been so long. Linda and I have missed you so much." "Daddy, daddy! Welcome home. Do you remember me? I'm you daughter, Linda Trang!" "Of course I remember you. I have thought about you and Mary for many long years. I can hardly believe I'm holding you now. Let's go home." The first order of business was to complete the adoption process for their daughter. As they left the court for the final time, the former Linda Trang, now Linda Wilson in tears, remarked, "Until this moment I wasn't sure I was really your daughter. Now I know I am." They picked up his baggage; he had a lot, and tossed it into the back of the Suburban. As Mary drove along the freeway, he asked the girl, "Well, how do you like the land of the big BX?" "Daddy it's more than I've ever dreamed of. I have my own bedroom and it's bigger than my whole house was back in the village. I'm 16 now so mom is teaching me to drive and she said if I made good grades in school, you would buy me a car for my graduation present." "They'll have to be very good grades before you get a car. What is your GPA?" "It's 4.0. Oh daddy does that mean I get the car?" "When you graduate, if it's still 4.0, I'll buy you anything you want." She squealed and hummed a happy little tune as they entered the driveway. She bounced out of the Suburban and started helping move his gear into the house. "I need a job," he told Mary. "I can help," replied Mary. I've got an advanced gizmo called a personal computer. It's connected to a lot of other computers mostly used by colleges and big business. I'll bet if I try, I can find you a job and save all that leg work" "Okay, we'll give it a try, but I can't wait forever. I need a job soon." In less than a week Mary had found him a really good position as a manager for one of the biggest lumber companies in the world. After work on the first day he got Mary and Linda together and took them to dinner at a big seafood restaurant on the waterfront. Then he kissed and held Mary all night. While he was working his way up the management ranks, Mary started one of the first internet businesses. It was slow going at first and she thought she might have to give it up. But the Wilsons were a stubborn breed and she hung right in there. Two years later Linda was graduating from high school. She still had a 4.0 GPA so when she came home from the graduation ceremony there was a baby blue Corvette sitting in the driveway with a big ribbon around it. She saw the car and knew immediately that daddy had kept his promise. She screamed and grabbed his neck. She threw a big sloppy kiss right on his lips. "Oh daddy, it's more than I ever dreamed of. I love it and I love you and I love mom." Thanks to her good grades and her dogged determination to succeed, she had obtained a full ride scholarship to the University of Washington. She briefly considered some California schools and even a couple back east but she wanted to stay near her parents. She was a bright, moral girl. She seldom dated and when she did, she placed strict limits on how far she would go with a boy. "So, sweetheart, you've got this big time scholarship. What are you going to study?" asked her dad. "I'm good at math so I thought I'd try my hand at computer science. Besides, you only have to be able to count up to one to do computers. I can handle that," she giggled. She entered college and her GPA didn't drop one iota. She seemed to be a whiz in her chosen field of study. She was rapidly working toward her degree. She spent many hours working after class at a new place called Microsoft. Her dad and mom didn't want her to work and go to school at the same time, but she ate it up. June 1982 Slowly but surely, Mary's internet business started to grow. At first it was just a few hundred dollars a month. Soon she was raking in more bucks than her husband, Dan. Dan Wilson was promoted twice and was hauling in some pretty good bucks himself. He was now a regional manager for the company. The upper management level people were planning to promote him again, this time to vice president in charge of operations. Linda Wilson was graduating from UW with a 4.0 GPA. This time she got a new Mercedes Benz 600. Overjoyed, she once again attempted to suffocate her daddy with big juicy kisses. "That was definitely worth the money we spent on the car," he opined. "Daddy, I want to go to grad school," she said. "No problem baby girl. Do you need help or advice? I've got a masters too, you know." "No daddy. I've already taken care of that." June 1983 Dan. was now senior vice president for operations world wide. He traveled but wouldn't let business interfere with his family life He had settle in to a life he considered to be the best. Mary turned out to be a great business woman. She had expanded her internet business to the point where she was getting offers from major businesses to buy her out. She wouldn't sell and soon she was as big as the big guys and could play hardball with the best of them. They bought a big house on Lake Washington. They had a large boat and plenty of cars. Linda got her masters in computer science. She thought briefly about going to work for Bill Gates but decided to open her own software business. Soon she was selling software to many programming entities nationwide. Her business really took off and she was surpassing her parents' income. She still lived at home. "Daddy," she said one evening, "do you remember that time when you rescued me from the jungle?" "Yes I do honey." "You know daddy, every night I say a prayer of thanks for you and mom. I could have easily died in that thicket and probably would have if it weren't for you." "That's true baby girl and I have never regretted one minute of our time together. You have turned out better than any daughter I could have hoped for. You aren't a peasant girl anymore." Peasant Girl's Tale I was a mere peasant girl who lost my family to the plague. I had nowhere to go. Then she found me. Huddled in the street, shivering from the cold. She had knelt down beside me, took my face in her hands and lifted it up to meet hers. She was disgusted with how dirty I was, but she could see the beauty behind all the dirt and grime. Her carriage came then, and she helped me up into it. That was the last time I spent sleeping on the dirt filled streets. I could not believe my eyes when we came closer to her abode. It was huge. She was surely one of the wealthiest people around. She had to be. The castle stood looming ahead. It's shadow swallowing everything up. I was excited and scared all at the same time. I had never been inside a place as magnificent as this. Only a shack, if we were lucky to afford that! I followed her in and stood awestruck at just how big the place was. There were candles lit up everywhere. Red was everywhere. Red carpeting on the floor and on the staircases. Red velvet drapes over the windows. A matching red sofa in the entertainment room. Red everywhere. I would soon find out though that once you made your way upstairs to the other floors, there was a different theme for each floor and room. There were 4 floors, and too many rooms to keep count. Not to mention the hidden rooms that I was told of, but only a few actually knew where they were. I was soon led up to my very own quarters. There was a four-poster bed with curtains around it. Candles lit up everywhere in the room. Over on the other side of the room, I found a tub with hot water waiting for me. There were rose petals floating in the water, the smell was intoxicating. I undressed slowly, taking my time as I looked over the room. Once out of all my clothing, I stepped into the hot water. I sat down slowly and was immediately comforted by the water surrounding my body. I sank down until I was completely submerged under the water. I made sure to wash my hair as best I could. This was the first actual bath I had had in a long time, and I was going to savor every minute of it. I stayed in the bath for what seemed like ages. I didn't want to leave the comfort of the hot and rose scented water. I doze for a bit, and then I finally rose from the water and dried myself off. I walked over to the big bed and there I found an oversized shirt for me to put on. I slipped into the oversized shirt and crawled up into the big bed. It was so soft. Pillows of all sizes were laid about on the bed. The bed itself was huge. Big enough to fit five to six people easily, and here I had the whole thing to myself! I snuggled myself in under the covers, feeling completely relaxed. It was soon after that, that I began to hear the moans throughout the castle. I got out of bed and walked to the door, where I stood for a moment. Then I opened it and peeked out into the hallway. I could hear moaning from every direction, but it was one room down the hall from me that I was particularly drawn to. The sounds I heard were of pain. Loud smacking sounds followed by a cry of pain. I stepped out into the hall and began to move towards the sounds. Drawn to them, as if in a trance. It was as though I had no control over my body, and the sounds were calling out to me. I had to know what was going on behind that door. I snuck up to the door and dropped to my knees in front of it. My eyes were level with the doorknob. I leaned forward and looked through the keyhole. My eyes widened and my mouth opened in shock at what I was witnessing. There before my eyes was my Mistress. I took all of her in, unable to tear my eyes away from her. She wore a black lace corset and a long black satin skirt. Most of her hair was up, while the remainders hung loosely down her back. Little wisps of hair had come undone and hung about her face as if trying to caress it. In her hand was a short whip, which she was using on something or someone. I finally took my eyes from her to see exactly what she was whipping. There on a contraption that looked to be a rack, was a naked man with his back exposed to her. The man cried out to her, "Yes Mistress! Please give me more! I beg of you!" To which she replied, "SILENCE you pig!" and lashed out at him with the whip again. The man's back was a bright red from where the whip had made contact. Welts were beginning to appear. I was startled by a sound from down the hall. My heart about leapt out of my chest from the sudden noise. I looked about and didn't see anything or anyone, but I could hear somebody around the corner getting closer to me. I snuck back to my room quickly before I was caught peeping about. I closed the door behind me and leaned my back against it. Trying to slow my breathing and calm myself. My heart was racing so fast. I inhaled deeply and slowly let the air escape from me. At that moment, I heard two voices talking as they passed by my door. I didn't catch all of it, but I did catch something like, "I wonder who will be her first?" A feeling crept over me. Somehow, I knew that I was the one they were talking about. Trembling, I pulled myself away from the door. I slowly walked back over to the bed, mulling the words over and over in my head as I climbed up into the comforting confines of blankets. "...wonder who will be her first...." The words echoed through my mind. I laid my head down on the pillows and pulled the blankets up tight around me as I tried to shake the words from my thoughts. I didn't want to think about any of it. I only wanted to enjoy all the comforts that had been given to me; comforts I had never known till now. It wasn't too long after I had finally gotten the words out of my head though, that I started thinking about something else. As I lay there in bed, the images started to flood my mind of my Mistress. I could see her in that room, all dressed in black. Her arm reaching back, seeing the whip come into view as she brought her arm forward with force and the whip making contact with the mans back. The man crying out every time the whip hit his skin, and then begging for more after each smack. As the images invaded me, I began to feel something within me that I had never felt before. A desire creeping in and working it's way down my body. My heart quickened and my breathing became more rapid as I continued to think of my Mistress and the man that apparently loved what she was doing to him. It aroused me to see her that way, to see her with so much power. I could see myself in the man's position, thrilled with the idea of even being in her presence. Thrilled with getting any type of attention from her at all. My hand somehow managed to find it's way to my body and was slowly caressing up and down and I began to feel a tingling sensation between my thighs. My hand traveled down my body to the sensation. I was surprised to find that my knickers were wet in the crotch. My curiosity was piqued by the wetness I was feeling, and my hand went into my knickers to get a better feel of what was happening to my body. I was shocked to find how wet I was. This had never happened to me before and I was a bit frightened at first, but then my fingers ran over my little bud and I felt a new sensation. I was afraid, but I continued to explore with my fingers and I began to like the feeling that they were producing. A finger slid in easily, and I liked this sensation as well. Sweat was appearing on my brow as my fingers picked up speed. I was aware that I was moaning now, but I didn't care. The feeling was overwhelming and I could not stop now. I slid another finger inside as my other hand continued to rub my little bud. My head tilted back and I let out a loud moan as I felt a tingling start at my toes and course through all of my body. I loved this feeling and I held on to it for as long as I could. When the feeling had subsided, I felt complete relief and drifted off to sleep. The aroma of breakfast drifting up to my room brought me out of my slumber. I stretched my arms above my head and then wiped the sleep from my eyes. There on the bed I saw a dress laid out for me. Seems one of the servants had quietly come in and left it for me while I was asleep. I rose from the bed and went to the end of it to get a better look at the dress. It was a red satin dress with flowing sleeves and low cut in the front. I stripped out of my nightshirt and knickers and went over to the basin where there was fresh water waiting for me. There was a knock at the door and a servant came in. She had fresh towels in her hands. She walked over to me and placed the towels on the table where the basin and picture of water was. "Allow me." She said to me as she poured the water into the basin. She took one of the washcloths and dipped it into the clean water, wringing it of excess water, and then she began to lightly wipe at my face and body with it. Her touch was gentle and she made sure to wash every part of my body. When she was done with that, she took one of the clean towels and proceeded to dry my body off. I had never been pampered like this before, and I had no complaints against it. I let her do what needed to be done. After the servant was done bathing and drying me, she helped me into my corset and the dress. It fit perfectly, as if it was made just for me. I found shoes sitting on the floor at the foot of the bed. They also fit perfectly, and they were the exact same color as the dress. Once fully clothed, the servant had me sit down in a chair and she began to brush my long blonde hair. She put all of it up in a loose bun, little wisp of hair were left down at the base of my neck and near my ears. She showed me in a mirror how it looked, and I loved it. I had never looked this good. My hair had never been this clean or smooth. Living on the streets was a hard life, and things were not handed to you like they were in this place. This was the happiest I had been in a long time. The servant led me down to the breakfast table where all kinds of food were laid out. Pancakes, sausage, egg of all kinds, bacon, rolls, muffins, milk, on and on it went. I could not believe my eyes. It was ridiculous how much food there was, and I was told to get whatever I wanted, to eat until I could eat no more. It didn't take much for me to fill up, however, seeing as how I was not use to getting that much food and my stomach was very small. I settled for two pancakes and some sausage with butter and syrup on them. After I was done eating, I was lead into another room where the Mistress was waiting for me. "Have a seat." She said to me as she pointed to the chair across from her. She looked me over for a bit and then spoke. "First things first. We have not been properly introduced yet. I am known as Mistress Raven or sometimes-just Mistress. Everyone addresses me this way, and I expect you to do the same." "Yes Mistress Raven." I replied. Eager to please her in any way I could. "Good." The Mistress replied. "Now, what is your name? What do you go by?" She asked me. "My name is Bridget, sometimes people call me Bree." I answered her. A smile crossed her face, "Very well then, Bridget will be your formal name, and we will all come to know you as Bree." It made me so happy to be accepted somewhere. I was smiling to myself about everything that had happened to me within the last twenty-four hours. Then that's when she said, "You will of course need to repay me in certain ways. I can't just have you sleeping here, eating the food, wearing brand new clothes that are specially made for you, and prancing about like you own the place. In return for all the kindness I've bestowed on you, you will become one of my girls." She looked at me, trying to read my face to see if I understood. In all honesty, I only partially knew what she meant. I was soon going to learn though, exactly what she would expect of me. "What do you mean, Mistress?" I asked her in a scared voice. "Men come here and choose a girl to be with, and they pay me in return for the services that are provided. Do you understand?" She asked me. I was a little surprised and not so sure, "I think so, Mistress. Do you mean the men do things to the girls?" I asked. "Yes. You could say that. They have sexual encounters, if you will." She answered, starring intently at me to see if I understood what she was saying. A light went off in me. I understood then exactly what she was asking of me, and fear rose up in me. "Mistress, I have never done...that." I explained to her. "You mean to tell me you're still a virgin?" She asked me. "Hahahahaha! Oh my! Well, you will bring in a lot of money for me! You are special indeed." She replied, and then said, "I must hold out and get the highest bidder. Yes indeed. A sweet thing like you and you are still intact? The men will be outbidding each other to get a taste of you!" After our conversation, Mistress Raven informed me that I was to watch one of the girls in action. She wanted to make sure that I fully understood what was required of me. She sent me into one of the rooms and told me to stay in the closet where I could peek out and watch what was happening. The girl would be aware that I was there, but the man would not. It turned out that I was to watch Molly that day. Molly was one of Mistress Raven's best girls, and the men loved to come to see her. I sat up on my knees, which allowed me to see the bed fairly well. Molly soon came in with her fellow right behind her. The man was grabbing and pinching her ass and Molly would giggle and then slap at his hand lightly, but then she would let him keep doing it. Things were about to happen that I had never witnessed before, and I was definitely going to be shocked by them. I stood in the closet peering out, ready to learn yet another lesson for what was to be expected of me in the near future. Molly was on her knees on the bed, while the man stood to the side of the bed. Molly grinned up at the man and then her hands went to his pants. She undid them and slid them down so that his sex was exposed. This was the first time that I actually saw a grown mans privates before, and I was a bit shocked by the looks of it at first, but then I became very intrigued by it. I wondered to myself what it felt like. I felt a strong urge in me, an urge wanting to touch it. I couldn't of course; I was here in the closet and could not reveal myself to him. I continued to watch what Molly was doing, and she surprised me even more with what she did next. As I watched from my secluded area, I could see Molly lean forward and take his sex in her mouth. I could not believe this! This was something completely new and foreign to me. I guess I had lived a pretty sheltered life, because I had never heard of this before. I watched in awe and a bit of fear as Molly took all of the man in her mouth. The man was moaning out, but not in pain. Soon, my fear left me as I realized that both the man and Molly were enjoying this. Both of them were moaning with pleasure. I began to feel that wetness once again, down in that private area. I reached a hand up under my dress to feel the wetness. I had soaked my underwear clear through. I couldn't believe how wet I was just from watching this act between Molly and the man. The man was now making Molly lie down on the bed. He undressed completely, and then he was climbing on top of Molly and pulling her knickers down. I watched with eyes wide opened as the man pushed his sex into Molly's. I hardly noticed that my fingers had begun to play with my own sex. The man was moaning out, but not nearly as loud as Molly was. I heard somebody else moaning, and then realized that it was I! Thank goodness Molly was being so loud; her moans were covering up any sounds that I was making. These feelings and sensations were new to me. I had never touched myself in the past the way that I had been recently. I didn't want to stop either; I liked the way it felt. I was also very intrigued with what I was seeing before me. I could not take my eyes away. It looked like the man was hurting Molly by the way he was thrusting in to her so hard, but she seemed to enjoy it, so I was not too concerned about it. Their moans and panting increased, the man was really thrusting fast into Molly and at the same time, my fingers had increased their speed as well. I was making noises of my own and at this point, I didn't care whether they heard me or not. That feeling was starting to come over me again. The one that took my whole body over and gave me much pleasure the night before. Now that I knew about it, I continued with my fingers and strived to reach that ultimate goal. There it was, an explosion racking my body and I cried out in pleasure. Soon after my pleasure, I could hear Molly and the man reaching their own conclusion. The man thrust into Molly a few more times, and then stopped. His body seeming to tense up, and then he let out a big sigh. They both laid there for a moment longer, and then the man dressed and left. Molly got out of bed then and cleaned herself up. "You can come out now Bree." She said to me. I composed myself best I could and walked out of the closet. Molly cocked an eyebrow and said, "Well, looks like you were enjoying the sites." I didn't say anything; I only blushed and looked away. "I had to moan louder than what I normally do, just to cover up the moans that you were making." Molly said to me. I looked surprised. "You mean you wouldn't have normally moaned like that?" I asked her. She laughed, "Oh no! Not with him anyway. He doesn't know how to truly please a woman. There are some though, that are very good at pleasing." She smiled at me then and walked over to me. "Some know just the right ways to use their hands." She said as she slid her hand down my back to my ass. She continued to move her hand over my body, moving to my shoulder, and then tracing a finger from my jaw and neck down to in between my breasts. "Some know just the right way to make your body shiver in a good way just from a simple touch." She said as her hand lightly cupped my breast. There were goose bumps rising on my skin and I felt a shiver run down my body as Molly released my breast from the confines of my dress. She continued with her lesson, "Some know how to use their mouths in a most pleasant way." She kissed my mouth and then moved to my neck and still farther down and then said, "And then there are those that know how to use their tongues." After saying this, she flicked her tongue out over my nipple. I moaned out and she gave a little laugh at this. Molly dropped to her knees in front of me and lifted my dress up so my sex was exposed. "Such a lovely cunt you have." Molly said. Then her hand was moving towards me. She took her middle finger and began to run it up and down my slit. That feeling was beginning to rise up in me again. I had never been with a man before, and had never even considered being with another woman. I was being lead into territories that I had never even imagined exploring before. I didn't fight Molly off though. I liked what she was doing, and I liked the sensations I was feeling. My eyes closed a bit as Molly continued to rub her finger up and down my opening. Occasionally, her finger would make contact with my little bud and this would cause a jolt of sensation to run through me. Without saying a word, Molly rose from her knees and lead me to the bed. She had me lie down and then she had me bend my legs up and spread them wide for her. I was a little afraid, but she was gentle with me and put me at ease. She spoke to me then, "Sometimes, the Mistress will ask for us to please her in certain ways, and this is one of the ways that we do so." With that, Molly got on her stomach in between my legs and began to finger at my hole again. Peasant Girl's Tale Molly was taking me to places I had never been, cleverly using her tongue, mouth and fingers on me in ways that I had never even dreamed of before. Her hair was softly caressing my thighs as her face inched closer and closer to my swollen sex. I felt her tongue running up and down my slit and then I felt it lashing out at my clit. Her finger was driving deeper and deeper into me, slowly at first and then she would speed it up. I couldn't help but to move my hand to her head, my fingers feeling her hair between them. She slid another finger in with the first one and began to thrust them in and out faster. Her tongue would lap at my clit and then she'd suck my clit into her mouth, which sent me to a higher plateau of pleasure. I could sense that feeling creeping up on me and I knew it was only a matter of minutes before I would be sent over the edge. "Oh...My..." I sighed out and grabbed her a bit tighter as she viciously licked at me. It came then, that feeling that I was beginning to love and become addicted to. She kept at me, not stopping until she knew I had been completely satisfied. "Uh, thank-you." I said to Molly as she got up from the bed. "I believe that is the most pleasurable experience I've had." I said with a smile on my face. "Oh, I do believe you will have others that will top that!" She replied. She helped me up and straightened my dress out for me. On our way out of the room, another girl passed us and informed me that Mistress Raven wanted a word with me. What could she possibly want from me now, I thought to myself. I was told to meet her in the library downstairs. After saying a farewell to Molly, I headed down to the library where the Mistress was waiting for me. I walked into the room and saw that Mistress Raven was spread out on a sofa reading a book. I stood there a bit, waiting for her to direct me. She finally looked up from her book and motioned for me to come sit next to her. "Well Bree, how did your lesson go today?" Mistress Raven asked me. "It was...umm...very interesting." I answered her. "Good! Glad to hear that!" She said to me and then, "You will have one more day for learning, and then the next day is the night of the auction." She told me. I was a little confused. "Auction?" I asked. She smiled at me. "Yes. Where we will see which man bids the highest for you to have the pleasure of deflowering you." I was not ready for this. Watching was one thing, but to have to actually participate and do those things myself? I wasn't so sure that I was ready for such a task. I was a tad fearful of the idea, to be quite honest. Mistress Raven could read the fear that was showing on my face and she said, "Look, if you don't think you can do this, just tell me and I will take you right back to where I found you. I believe I have been more than gracious with you so far; giving you a bed to sleep in, hot water for baths, plenty of food for you to eat, and valuable lessons. However, you will not remain in this place unless you plan to help out the way the other girls do. If you can't do it for whatever reasons, tell me now. I shall even give you enough money to live off of for the next week or so." She looked at me intently and waited for my answer. I wasn't sure. I didn't know what to say. "Wouldn't you say that I've been more than generous towards you?" She asked me. "Yes, of course Mistress Raven..." I answered and then sighed. "Tell you what," She said. "I will give you tonight and most of tomorrow to think about it. But, I want your answer before the auction begins. Deal?" She smiled at me. "Yes Mistress Raven. Thank-you." I replied. Mistress Raven told me that I was welcome to explore the entire mansion and that I could peek in on any "activities" that might be going on. She wanted to make sure that I knew and understood every possible thing that took place here. I headed back to my room after Mistress Raven and I finished our conversation. I lay down on my big bed and began to think about everything that had happened within the last day. I took everything in and thought about all the different possibilities of where my life could go. The Mistress had taken me off the street and made things so much better for me. She had been very kind and generous, that much was true. Now she was demanding that I make a decision. Stay here, living amongst her other girls and work as they do, or go back to barely surviving on the streets. It really wasn't that hard of a decision to make, I just wasn't sure if I could do the things that the other girls did. Could I really do those things with men I didn't even know? I decided for now, that I would explore the mansion and learn as much as I could in one night. I wandered aimlessly up and down each corridor and explored every room that was not occupied at that moment. It truly was a beautiful place that the Mistress had. I could not imagine being torn away from it now. I felt that I was part of the mansion now, I felt like I belonged here. I began to look for occupied rooms then, wanting to see more of what would be required of me. This would help to make my final decision, and Mistress Raven had given me free rein to explore any and all things here. Might as well take her up on that offer. I witnessed so many things that night. Every sex act possible that you could imagine took place here. Some were simplistic, others outrageous. Seemed there were requests for just about anything. Some I knew I could more than likely handle. The others however, well, I knew there was no way I could do "those" things. I found out that it was not required of me to do things that I was not comfortable with. There were different girls for all the different tastes, and those girls enjoyed performing these tasks. None of them were forced to do things they were not comfortable with. However, the ones that did the more risqué things were better off, since those things brought in better money for the Mistress. I saw some things that gave me that feeling of wetness between my thighs, and I saw other things that made me turn away in disgust. So much I learned from watching all the different girls and their "guests". It was almost too much for one night, and I decided to go outside for some fresh air and to clear my mind a bit. I was walking in the garden and had sat down on one of the benches to just enjoy the smells and sights of the garden, to free my mind of all I had seen, when I heard moaning coming from behind me. My curiosity piqued and remembering that I had full access to all activities around the place, I decided I would check out what was going on. I walked around to the other side of the bushes, and there I saw one of Mistress Raven's girls and a servant. This seemed a little off to me, since I knew that the servants did not make enough money to pay for one of the girls. Not only that, but they were embracing in a way I had not seen done with the girls and their customers. I stepped a bit closer to get a better look, and the man heard me. He looked in my direction and when he saw me, he looked shocked and surprised. The girl looked then and when she saw me she said, "What are you doing here?" She seemed angry with me. "I was just taking a walk." I replied. Her anger turned to nervousness then. "Please Bree, do not tell the Mistress about this! She would throw me out if she found out." She was almost in tears and I was confused with what exactly was going on. She explained to me then, "This is my lover, Alberto. He wants to take me away and marry me, but we haven't the money yet for that. We both must stay here and work until we have enough to leave. Please! Promise me you will not tell anyone!" I assured her that I would not say a word to anyone, and left them to be alone together once again. Once I was back inside the mansion, I headed up towards my room where I hoped to relax in a hot bath. I was almost to my room, when I heard moaning coming from a room close to mine. I decided to investigate, thinking to myself that it wouldn't hurt to take in one more encounter. I opened the door a bit and peeked inside. There in the room was Mistress Raven, dressed all in black again. Also there was a man with long hair and looked to be in his early forties. He had a whip in his hand and was using it on someone. I opened the door a bit more to see who else was in there. What I saw were two chains hanging from the ceiling with wrist restraints on the end of each one, and being held in these restraints was one of Mistress Raven's girls. The chains came down far enough so that the girl could touch the floor with her feet and stand comfortably. Besides having her wrists restrained, there was also a blindfold over her eyes and what looked to be some type of gag in her mouth. The man flung his whip out again and I heard a loud smack as it made contact to the girls back. I got a better look at her back and noticed the red marks that were crisscrossing up and down it. The man was being careful in how he punished her though. This I could tell as she was nowhere near bleeding and there were no visible welts rising up. Not yet anyway. Mistress Raven walked up to the girl then and proceeded to grab her nipples, squeezing and twisting them tightly. A cry escaped from behind her gag and Mistress Raven said, "You love that you little whore, don't you?" She took the gag from the girl's mouth and the girl replied, "Yes Mistress Raven!" Mistress Raven shoved the gag back in the girl's mouth and said, "Good pet." Giving her nipples another hard twist as a reward. Mistress Raven happened to spot me spying in from the doorway as she was moving away from the girl. "Well, well! What have we here? A little watcher, eh? Get in here girl!" She did not look pleased at all. I opened the door further to let myself in. "I'm sorry Mistress Raven. I thought I still had access to the rooms to watch and learn." I explained as I walked in. "Ah, it's you Bree. Well, now that you're in here, I think you shall do more than just watch. I think you shall participate!" She said laughingly. The man chuckled at this. I only mumbled questioningly, "Mistress?" She grinned wickedly at me and said, "Oh, you'll see soon enough." She spoke to the man then. "Thomas, let Chrissy down. We'll let her rest a bit and let her become the observer." Thomas undid the restraints from Chrissy's wrists and helped her to the bed. He removed her blindfold for her and walked towards me. "What are you doing?" I asked fearfully. "Oh, don't worry Bree. We won't be too hard on you." Mistress Raven replied. I started to turn for the door saying, "I don't think I want to be here..." Thomas caught me before I could make my escape, then Mistress Raven said, "Bree dear, we will not hurt you. Besides, I do not want you spoiled or marked before tomorrow night. Well, not too badly marked anyway." She laughed at this and then said, "Thomas, help Bree undress and put her in the restraints." I could yell and say no all I wanted, but it would do no good. Thomas was a very big, strong man and he had me naked and in the restraints very quickly. After Thomas secured me in the restraints and made sure my feet were touching the floor comfortably, Mistress Raven told him to put the blindfold on me. After he finished putting the blindfold on, he gave my ass a hard smack. "What a lovely, round ass she has Mistress Raven. Perfect for punishing." He said. I heard the Mistress walk towards me and then I felt a soft hand on my ass. "Yes, yes. She certainly does." She said close to my ear, and then, "All in good time though." I felt her hand moving over both my cheeks. "Do you like it here, in my mansion?" She asked me. I started to answer, "Yes Mistress, but..." SMACK! Her hand came down hard on my ass. "A simple yes or no is all that is required from you." She said to me. "Yes Mistress Raven." I answered. "Good girl." She said in a pleased voice. "She seems to be a quick learner." Thomas said to the Mistress. "Maybe so, we shall see soon enough if she will be a good pet or not." Mistress Raven replied to Thomas. Then she asked, "What should we start her out with?" Thomas was quiet a moment and then said, "Hmm, maybe something soft and gentle to begin with." I heard him move away and a drawer was opened. "Maybe this?" He asked Mistress Raven. "Oh yes! That would be a wonderful toy to try on her!" I heard the Mistress exclaim. I had no idea what they were going to do to me. I only hoped it was nothing as severe as what they had been doing to Chrissy. I heard someone approach me and then I felt something soft caressing my ass. It felt like some type of animal fur, very soft animal fur. It actually felt very good, and a sigh escaped my lips before I could stop it. "Well, she seems to like that." Thomas said. "Yes, but let us see how she likes this." Mistress Raven said and then I felt something hard hit my ass. "UGH!" I cried out. I was not expecting that. Another one came then, this one a little harder than before. Another cry escaped me and the Mistress just laughed at this before delivering another blow to my ass. It really wasn't that bad, and I think the Mistress was a little disappointed that I wasn't crying yet. She gave my ass a very hard whack and I did cry out in pain this time. "Aw, I'm sorry. Was that too hard?" She asked me, and then I felt the softness of the fur on my ass again. She lightly caressed me with the fur until I started to sigh out again, and then she gave me another hard smack. She did this for a while, alternating back and forth between spanking me with the paddle and soothing me with the fur. Occasionally she would run her hand over my body, her hand finding their way to my breasts, and she would pinch lightly at my nipples and then give them a twist. During the next series of spanks, her hand ventured down in between my legs and her fingers found my slit. "Well, someone is really enjoying this" She said to no one in particular. "You are quite wet my dear." She said to me. Then she said, "Shall we have some fun dear?" Mistress Raven continued to give my ass slaps here and there as she proceeded to slide her finger up and down my slit. I felt her finger slide easily into me then. She moved it in and out a few times and then removed it completely. I sensed something close to my face and then I smelled something that had a musky, almost sweet scent to it. "Smell that Bree? That is your scent. Open your mouth Bree." She commanded me. I hesitated a moment and I felt a hard whack on my ass. "Open your mouth." She said again, and this time I obeyed. I felt her finger rest on my tongue and she said, "Suck my finger." I obeyed and sucked my own juices off of her finger. It wasn't too bad, kind of sweet tasting. "Good girl." Mistress Raven said to me after she pulled her finger from my mouth. I sensed her crouching down before me and her finger returned to my slit, slowly rubbing up and down and then sliding it all the way in me. I was beginning to moan out in pleasure. Her finger felt so good and I didn't want her to stop. She did stop though. She removed her finger, but in it's place, I felt her tongue. I started to writher around and buck my hips forward, wanting to feel more of her tongue on me. She pulled away and only laughed at me as I begged with my moans for more. She spoke then, "Thomas, would you like to have some fun with this lovely creature?" What ever is going to happen now, I wondered to myself. "Thomas, would you like a go at this lovely pussy?" I heard Mistress Raven ask. "Oh yes Mistress Raven! I'd love to taste her sweetness." Thomas replied. Mistress Raven stood and walked behind me as Thomas approached and knelt before me. "She is very lovely." Thomas said. I jumped a bit as his finger made contact with me. His finger was much bigger than Mistress Ravens finger and not nearly as soft. He began to slide it up and down my slit slowly and then I felt him slide it deep into me. I let out a moan and as I did this, the Mistress smacked my ass hard. "Such a little slut you are! So willing to give yourself over!" She said. "I pick them well, do I not Thomas?" She asked him. "She is indeed a very good find. I wouldn't let go of this one." Thomas replied. He became quiet then as his tongue made contact with my opening. He ran it up and down the length of the opening, which caused me to moan out. Mistress Raven gave me another smack. This is how it continued; Thomas would do something to cause me to moan out, and for every moan, I received a swat from the Mistress. She didn't spank me too hard, but it was hard enough to leave a sting. So, this was my first experience with pleasure and pain at the same time. It was quite an experience. Not one I would want all the time, but it was pleasurable in a unique kind of way. Thomas was flicking his tongue over my clit, causing me to moan more and more, thus causing the spankings to increase. At this point, I wanted to feel both at the same time. I was actually beginning to love the feel of both the softness of Thomas' tongue and the hardness of Mistress Raven's paddle on my ass in unison. My ass was burning from the paddle, but I cared not. I was moaning and crying at the same time. I only wanted to feel release, but just as I was getting ever so close to that release, Thomas pulled his face away, leaving me to buck at nothing but air. "Please!" I cried to him. "Listen to her begging for more!" Mistress Raven said. "Please, please don't stop!" I cried. "Oh, I think I should take advantage of this!" Mistress Raven said. "You want Thomas to continue?" She asked me. "Yes Mistress! Please!" I begged her. "First you will give me an answer. Do you plan on staying in the mansion? That is, do you plan on working for me? Oh, and before you answer, you should know that if you say no, we will leave you chained up for a while and not let you have your orgasm." I could not believe this! She knew I was on the brink of reaching a state of bliss, and she threatens to deny me of this if I choose to deny her! I had thought about it long and hard and my decision was more than likely going to be to stay. This teasing ploy of hers was only sealing the deal. "Alright!" I half cried. "I will stay! I will work for you. Please. Let Thomas finish!" I was still so close. Right there on the edge. I needed to feel his tongue and fingers again. Mistress Raven laughed at me and said, "You are an easy one to train! Alright Thomas, give the girl what she so desperately wants." I felt his finger slide back into my warmth, and then his tongue was there on my clit again. Mistress Raven picked up where she left off and began to spank my ass with the paddle in time of my moans. Once again, my moans and cries mingled together and filled the room. Thomas had inserted another finger in me, filling me up more. His mouth sucked my clit in, and this was all it took. I tensed up for a moment and then I let out a loud cry as my body began to shake with an orgasm. Mistress Raven had stopped her paddling when she noticed me tense up, then as my body began to shake, she delivered a few more light smacks to my ass. Thomas never moved his mouth from my clit or his fingers from inside me as I was overcome with pleasure and shook from head to toe. I let out a long half moan, half sob as the last waves of the orgasm retreated. After I was completely still, Mistress Raven told Thomas to release me and carry me to the bed. Mistress Raven told Chrissy to stay with me in the bed and look after me. I don't really remember much after that, just a sense of feeling very relaxed and pleased, and then I drifted off to sleep. Peasant Girl's Tale When I woke in the morning, the place was alive with hustling and bustling all about. I found out from one of the servants that the Mistress wanted the place spotless and looking wonderful for the auction that would take place later that night. The nerves were starting to swell up and go haywire, but I had no time to think about anything as I was soon put to work helping out with one thing and then another. The evening grew closer and closer, and we tried or best to make everything perfect for the Mistress before the guest arrived. We finished in enough time to head back to our rooms and help one another dress for the night. This was not just any old night. Special dresses had been made for some of us girls, me included. I was to appear as stunning and beautiful as possible since I would be a special one to purchase for the eve. I was to be the only virgin there, and men were known to pay a hefty price for such a treat. A doctor (who was one of Mistress Raven's clients) had inspected me earlier that day, and he would insure the other men that I was indeed a virgin. Molly had come to my room to try and help calm my nerves. She had grown rather fond of me since our encounter, and she looked after me and made sure I was always ok. We could hear the guests starting to arrive, and knew that we would have to make our appearance soon. Molly had just finished my hair and was looking at me in the mirror. She could see the fear in my eyes. "Just mingle about and wear a smile upon your face at all times. When the time comes to go up to your room with the lucky winner, just relax and don't think too much about it. Take off your clothes slowly, give him a bit of a show." She advised me. She told me a few more things to do when that time of the night came for me. Above all, she told me to try and remain calm and relaxed. I suppose being twenty years of age, I should be ready for this night, and I was, I just never thought this was how it would go. The guests had all arrived and we were told we could finally come down and mingle with them. There were men of every age there.There were men that frightened me, and I was wishing with all my might that I would not end up with one of them. There were a few that were very handsome, and some of them seemed like very nice gentlemen. Of course, I was hoping that I would be lucky enough to end up with one of the nice ones. One of the more handsome ones seemed to be eyeing me the whole time. Every time I looked his way, he would smile at me and his gaze never faltered from me. I was so nervous and I would look away quickly, but I couldn't help but look his way again and again. He eventually made his way over to the area near me and I noticed him inching closer to me. I felt so nervous and excited at once. I wanted so badly for him to say something to me. I didn't have to wait long for my wish to be fulfilled. I was startled as I heard a deep voice next to my ear. "You must be the virgin that every one has been speaking of" The man said. After calming myself from being startled, I asked, "Every one?" He smiled at me. "Oh yes. Every one is interested in you. Have you not seen all the looks you've been receiving from all the men?" He asked. "Well, some here and there, I suppose." I answered. "Ha! So modest, you are!" He laughed. He held my eyes with his and a warm smile appeared. "You will be bid on very highly tonight. You're Mistress Raven's new girl, who is known as Bree, and just happens to be a virgin. You will make one man very happy tonight." He said to me. I now started thinking about what was to come, and I was feeling sick to my stomach. It must have shown on my face, as he said, "I have a feeling the girl is not going to feel so lucky though. You look deathly white Bree. Are you going to be alright?" He asked me. At this point, all the other girls had been auctioned off. They were of course use to this sort of thing. I on the other hand was completely terrified. Before I could answer the man or learn more about him, I was approached by Mistress Raven and whisked away. "There you are girl! Well come on! Mustn't keep the gentlemen waiting." She snapped at me. It seemed I had no time to think anymore. I was being taken to the auction block. My time had come. I was put on an auction block; I was made to stand on a box of sorts in the middle of the room where every one could see me clearly. I was to keep my hands clasped together in front of me unless otherwise directed. Mistress Raven put on a good show of informing the men about me being a virgin. By the time she was through, it looked as if all of them wanted a go at me. She started the bidding then. "Alright men, let's start this shall we? Let's say fifteen Guinea." There were takers right after she put the bid out and soon men were shouting out higher amounts over one another, thirty Guinea and then it was up to fifty. Then a man said, "Ninety Guinea." Every one seemed to become very quiet, and it seemed that the man had won me. This frightened me, as I had heard things about this man. It seemed he liked it rough, and not in the way that Mistress Raven played. He was a mean man and all the girls dreaded when he would come for a visit. It seemed like my luck was running out and I was going to be stuck with this beast of a man for my first time. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes and I felt like I was about to fall off of the box I was standing on. Then I heard a familiar deep voice say, "One hundred and twenty Guinea." I looked over in the direction of the voice. It was the same handsome man that had spoken to me before I was lead off to the auction. He didn't look very happy either. Why would he bid for me if he were not going to be happy about it? The other man stepped out of the bid at that point, stating that he could not match the last bid. It was settled then, no one could match the handsome man's bid, and he won me. He paid Mistress Raven and then strode over to me. "Well, come on! Take me to your room!" He demanded. Why was he being mean now? He was so nice to me before and now he was being rude and awful. I stepped off the box and started to lead him towards the stairs, when he grabbed my wrist and jerked me around to face him. He pulled me towards him and kissed me hard on the lips then slapped my ass. This won a round of applause from the other men as well as some hooting and hollering. He whispered at me then, "Let's go." I led him up the stairs and to my room, neither one of us saying anything on the way up. I was a bit frightened of him now. Was him being nice just an act and this was his true nature? I closed the door behind us and began to undo my dress, wanting to hurry and get the act over with. "Stop." I heard him say. I turned towards him and asked, "What?" He looked so serious. "Leave it on." He told me. "Very well." I said and began to climb on the bed and pull my knickers down. "No." He said to me. "Well what in bleedin' hell do you want me to do?" I asked him. "Just sit." He replied. "Fine." I said and remained seated on the bed waiting for whatever it was that he was going to do. I couldn't understand why he seemed so angry, and I couldn't understand why he paid for me if he wasn't pleased with me. He spoke then. "I couldn't let that man win the bid. Not him. Not for your first time. He's a mean man and he would have wilted your flower instead of making it bloom. He would have destroyed you both physically and mentally, corrupting your thought of what sex can be and is." He paused a moment and then said, "I couldn't let that happen. Not to you." He sat down on the bed next to me then. I looked at him and asked, "Why were you so rude with me when you won the bid then?" He sighed and said, "It's a man thing. I had to make it look like I was going to have my way with you." I was so confused. "And are you? Going to have your way with me, that is?" I asked him. "No." He replied. "What do you want then?" I asked, and then said, "That's a lot of money you just spent, you have to want something." He took my hand in his and said, "I want to know you. I want to earn that right, for you to give yourself to me of your own free will. I do not wish to take from you what you are not ready to give up. I'm hoping that you will grow to trust me and give yourself when you are ready." I was in shock. Could this man be real? "You do not want me then?" I asked. He brushed my check with the back of his hand and said, "Oh, I want you Bree. I wanted you when I first saw you. But, I am not a man to take what is not mine." He took the hand he was holding and kissed the back of it. Then he put it back in my lap and rose from the bed. He walked over to a dresser that had some liquor on top and filled two glasses full. He came back over to the bed and handed me one of the glasses. I took it acceptingly and slowly began to sip at it. He sat down in a chair that was near the bed and looked intently at me. "What would you like to know of me Bree?" He asked. "Well, your name would be nice for a start." I said. He smiled at me and said, "Yes, I suppose that would be a nice thing for you to know. How rude of me. Please, forgive me for being so inconsiderate." I laughed and said, "You? Inconsiderate?" This made him chuckle. Then he said, "My name is Nicholas Grafton." His name sounded somewhat familiar, but I couldn't be sure. I knew he had to come from money though. Considering what he paid for me. I didn't question him on it though. If he wanted to tell me, he would. I was curious about something though. "Do you normally visit Mistress Raven's place?" I asked. He was quiet for a moment and then said, "I'm not a regular customer, if that is what you're implying. I had heard through word of mouth that there would be a virgin on the auction block tonight, and I guess you could say I was curious to see who this virgin was and what she looked like. I can honestly say that she is one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen." He said, squeezing my hand tightly as he said it. This made me blush and smile at the same time. I felt at ease with him. I was not nervous anymore and I was growing rather fond of him. I had no idea how the night would end. I didn't want the night to end. Not before I was able to know him completely. Nicholas and I talked for hours about any and everything. We talked seriously about different things and occasionally we would laugh about something we had been discussing. I felt at complete ease with him, and before I knew it, I was sitting comfortably in his arms. I can't quite explain it. It just seemed natural and as if it was meant to be. It did not seem wrong to me at all to want this man completely. We continued to talk and he would lightly caress my face, arms and legs. We had grown a bit quiet, only saying a few words here and there. I looked up into his eyes; he was looking at me in such a sincere way. A feeling came over me and he must have sensed this, for he leaned forward and our lips met for the first time. It was exactly what I wanted and needed. I returned his kisses with force and passion. There was no stopping what was to happen. I did not think at all, I just went with the moment and what I was feeling for this man. I managed to end up on my back on the bed and Nicholas was now on his side next to me, his mouth never leaving mine. I felt his hand running all over my body, lightly caressing every inch he could find with his hand. I was already beginning to feel the wetness developing down below, and I so wanted to feel his mouth all over me. Little moans were escaping from me already. I wanted this man so badly. He began to undo my dress and help me out of it. I was now completely naked except for my stockings that came to my knees. His mouth was soon all over me, kissing and licking every part of my body he could get to. He went between my legs, slowly parting them, and then his mouth was devouring me down there. It was amazing the things he was able to do with his tongue alone. The room was soon filling with my moans, and then I could not take it any longer. I needed to feel this man. I wanted to feel every inch of him, and I told him so. "Please, let me feel you! I'm ready!" He continued a bit more and then pulled himself up to me. He looked deeply into my eyes and then asked, "Are you sure Bree?" I threw my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me, my mouth struggling to reach his. "Yes. I'm very sure. Please Nicholas, I want to feel you. I'm ready." I half cried to him. Our arms were wrapped tightly around one another, our bodies pressed so close together. Nicholas was giving me deep, slow kisses and it seemed I could not get enough of them. I felt him then. There was a bit of a sharp pain and I let out a small cry. He was alarmed by this and asked, "Are you alright? Do you wish for me to stop?" He was starting to pull away, but I pulled him back down and said, "I'm fine. Please, don't stop!" He continued to slowly enter me and then finally he was all the way in. There was a bit of pain, but Nicholas was slow and caring and the pain soon subsided and gave way to a pleasure I had not thought possible. This man was so gentle and caring with me. Anytime he thought I was in some discomfort, he would start to pull away, but I would pull him right back to me, begging him not to stop or leave me. We stayed that way for what seemed like an eternity, him slowly moving in and out of me, filling me completely with his manhood. I loved the feel of him and I wanted him to remain in me forever. He brought me to an orgasm and then soon another was building and I was crying out his name over and over, and then he took me over the edge once again. I cannot say how long that first time lasted; I only know that he entered me again and again at my persistence, then we would rest and then once again his mouth would be searching for mine and I would pull him on top of me, or he would help me on to him. I fell asleep at one point with his head resting on my breasts. I awoke to find his head between my legs once again. When I stirred and looked down at him, he looked up and a boyish smile appeared on his face and then he went back to lavishly licking and sucking on me. He knew all the right things to do, and it wasn't long before I was bucking and crying out in pleasure again. I pulled him up to me, kissing him deeply, and I could taste myself on his lips and tongue. I drifted off again, but it wasn't much longer after that, that he was showering me with kisses once again and he was entering me. This time he had pulled me up on all fours and took me from behind. I loved this. I loved how he was able to get every inch of himself in me. I loved how he leaned forward and proceeded to kiss and bite at my neck and shoulders. I loved how his hands roamed all over my body, down to the front to grab my breasts, and then back behind to grab tightly onto my ass. I came yet again, and he cried out at the same time as he released his fluids deep into me. We slept after that, and did not wake until the sun was shinning brightly in through my window. Epilogue Nicholas came to visit me every day for the rest of that week, always paying Mistress Raven very well for my time. We came to know one another inside and out, and it soon came to a point where we could not bare to be separated from one another. There was only one small problem with this. His family would never allow him to marry me. If he did, they would surely disown him. It was just unheard of for a man of his status to marry a person of mine. I told him to move on and forget me, but he would not hear of it. He went to his family and told them of his situation and that he would relinquish his position if that were what was needed for them to be ok with him being with me. He was his mother's favorite son, so of course she couldn't let her baby be unhappy and without money. His parents agreed that he would no longer be able to retain his status in society if he stayed with me, but they also agreed that they would give him plenty of money to live comfortably if it was really what he wanted to do. The day that Nicholas came to take me away from the Mistress and move me into a cottage was an exciting day as well as nerve racking. The Mistress completely lost it and would not hear of it. She wanted me to stay there with her and work for her. She went on and on about how she gave me everything and how dare I just walk out on her now. But then, she saw how happy Nicholas and I were together, and she told me to go with him. She was not a cruel woman, only a woman that was trying to stay on top and keep her business thriving. She knew the men would pay good money to be with me, and now she was loosing out on that money. She still had all her other girls though to keep her afloat and alive. She even let me take the dresses that had been made for me, but I really would have no use for them outside of her mansion. They revealed a bit more than what could be worn in everyday life. Nicholas said not to worry about such things, his parents had given him enough money for us to live comfortably for quite a long time, and he would be sure to buy me new clothing. We left directly for a cottage that his father had said he could have that was not too far from their property. It was perfect, and it was all I needed, besides Nicholas. Once we arrived at the cottage, we made our way hurriedly inside and quickly fumbled with removing each other's clothes. We had been eyeing each other all day, giving little touches and caresses here and there. By the time we arrived at our home, the passion within us was boiling over and we could not contain ourselves one moment longer. We tumbled to the floor, not caring where we ended up. Our limbs entwined everywhere, his mouth roaming hungrily over all of my body. He was thrusting in me at no time, fast and hard, bodies moving together and mouths locked. It came fast, and that was fine by me. I needed to feel all of him at once and I wanted a quick release. I knew that we would have plenty of time for the more slow and caring approach, but for now, I needed to feel him pounding me hard and fast, bringing me to a quick explosion. When it was done, we laid there panting, holding on to one another and not letting go. Too tired to move, we fell asleep in the comfort of each other's arms. I woke later to the sound of rain hitting the window and found him propped up on his elbow looking down at me. "I never thought I could be so happy." He said to me. I smiled at him and that was all that was needed. The look in my eyes told him that I wanted him, that I needed him again, and we did have one another, again and again. That is my story of how I went from a peasant girl living on the streets, to living in the mansion of a Madam. To giving myself to a man that I would end up loving, and that love being returned to me in abundance. There are many other tales I could tell of this union and things that came to pass, but I think I shall save those for another day. For now, I bid you good day and hope you enjoyed my tale.