Silent Encounter

Silent encounter

Part 1

We have not seen each other for some time but, on the day we are due to meet up, we exchange some erotic texts messages and two phone calls. These events heighten the tension for both of us.

I arrive back at the house later than agreed; quite deliberately so, in order to further raise the sexual tension between us upon my arrival. You are already there and look beautiful, as ever, and we embrace briefly. Oh sweet memory of the evening when I gave you keys to the house! Lana, my housekeeper, and I had argued over the sense of giving you keys but my view had prevailed. It is curious really, given her own sexual preferences, that she should appear envious of you. You wear, as instructed, nothing other than a pure white bathrobe and have showered. Even though the fabric of the robe is thick I can still make out your wonderful figure beneath the heavy folds of towelling. You show some cleavage and this is enough to excite me and to let my sense of anticipation arouse me. You smile to yourself, knowing that you have, once again, pleased me. The wine you have brought with you, again as instructed, is very cold and very dry. A fine French Chardonnay from the Latour Estate - you have done well to find this wine and I tell you that you are doing well. You smile anxiously but take some pleasure in my own satisfaction with the chilled and revitalising elixir.

The pleasure in our relationship is opposite in nature but entirely complementary. I require you to serve me to derive my satisfaction and you, in turn, must feel, No! - You must know, that you have pleased me in order to take your own. We respect each other and serve fully each other's desires and needs. You, the submissive, are desirable, beautiful and respected both as a woman and as the woman who fulfils my fantasies that satisfies my highly driven sexuality. I, on the other hand, the dominant, seek to ensure that you are able to enjoy our relationship through my domination - I am very aware that your satisfaction is a function of mine. The better you serve me the more profound my pleasure; the more profound my pleasure the more intense your own orgasms. Symbiotic and driven only by mutual pleasure.

I have with me a gift box. Not the customary Victoria's Secret this time! I hand you the box in silence and you receive the gift with a quiet "Thank you". You open the box and see a set of lingerie that is not of the classy design and very high quality silk you received last time. I see a flash of disappointment in your face and then the look of acceptance. You realise that the underwear has not been purchased or given as a gift that should last more than a single wearing. Your inward tension builds quickly. You speculate momentarily about what is to transpire. The design is tasteful but quite plain. A white half-cup bra with some lace trim and a pair of panties accompanied by white stockings and suspenders. An attractive ensemble all the same; tasteful and you know that you will look good in it.

"Dress now please. You'll find me in the library when you're ready." I say in a calm and measured tone. You have instantly understood my instruction and the urgency of it.
"Yes Alex. Certainly. I'll try not to be too long" You nod and then leave the room to dress. You are nervous but almost heady with anticipation.
"Don't just try" is my swift but controlled rejoinder as I pour another glass of wine for myself.

You dress in the guest suite; a large room with a dressing room and bathroom. Your clothes lay strewn around from when you quickly undressed prior to your shower earlier. The under wear is a perfect fit. The bra cup size is comfortable and the rest of the outfit also appears to have been made for the perfect contours of your body. Your Master knows you and your body well. Your Master's attention to your comfort and presentation is a token of his appreciation of your body and his devotion to you as a person.

You stand in front of the mirror checking your appearance before descending the swirling staircase to the library where an uncertain but very exciting and almost electrically charged next few hours await you. You cannot conceal your excitement from yourself. Your nipples are very erect and have become super sensitive.

The idea of going downstairs is almost too much. You look beautiful in front of the mirror and you know that you look beautiful. Your erect nipples are almost begging you to stay a while. Your moistening pussy is telling you the same. Why not just drop a finger down the inside of your new and crisp white panties to pleasure an eager clit before descending to service your trusting and all adoring dominant Master? A middle finger deftly inserted to your ever wanting hole would do no harm. Who would know? How would they know? The pleasure, the sin ……..All would be divine!

Actually, the Master would be able to see that you had made yourself cum before your agreed time and that in itself would diminish your own pleasure. You decide against masturbating there and then in front of the mirror but you are burning for an orgasm. Your now passionate physical desire drives your need. The need to please and the need to cum. The longer it is put off the more pleasure you will derive but you're now very eager. Your Master will dictate the pace however, and your knowledge of this further drives your craving. It is now time to present yourself to your Master.

You quietly descend the stair and pad across the thick carpet to the library where your Master awaits you. The entire house is silent.

"Come in Jane" I say as you approach the open door to the library. "Would you like a drink?"
"Yes Alex. Thank you. White wine would be lovely"
"White wine it is"

I pour you a glass of the fine Latour and hand it to you. I then instruct you to kneel down in front of me.

You kneel down and we look into each other's eyes for a moment. Longer than a moment. My gaze then moves over your body and my gaze then rests upon your panties.

"You look ravishing. Just beautiful." I say.
"Thank you Alex" You reply quietly. Delighting in my obvious approval and pleasure.

My eyes look up again and I nod. You immediately understand the silent instruction and your hand falls between your spread legs. You briefly hesitate then start to rub your clit with your middle finger. The white satin between your finger and your warming clitoris starts to evidence your arousal. I nod again and your other hand starts to play with your nipples through the bra with your thumb and index finger. You rotate your nipple through the material of your bra. Gently squeezing and twisting; your nipples respond immediately and become very erect and very hard.

My cock is starting to feel the tingle of intense arousal and soon becomes hard. You watch with pleasure as you see that your display is working its unique magic. My trousers are straining as I am transfixed by the sight of you.

"May I play with my nipple inside my bra cup Alex?" you ask.
"No, not yet. You will be told when you may tease your nipples and how to tease them. Understand?"
"Yes Alex" You pause. "Sorry Alex, it's just that I….." You don't complete the phrase and your voice trails off.
"Put your fingers inside your panties now and get your middle finger into your pussy"
You obey and your finger slides easily into your now slick cunt. The gentle fragrance of your musky honey rises and we both become aware of it. You are wetter than you thought and the sensation of your finger exploring your velvety pussy has the effect of making you wetter still.

" Now rub your clit with your thumb…….but don't you dare cum!" I say quietly
"I won't until you instruct me to Alex. Please don't make me wait too long"

You gyrate slightly as you masturbate with greater and greater enthusiasm. It is hard for you not to moan which you have always been told never to do until the final moment and your ecstasy is allowed to peak.

I then ask you to lean forward towards me which you do.

"Close your eyes Jane"

You close your eyes not knowing what to expect. The sexual tension rising by the second. Nervous anticipations takes hold of you and your shiver slightly as the nerves in your body become hypersensitive. You feel a velvet blindfold being placed around your head. You open your eyes again but you see nothing except darkness. The blindfold obscures everything and is secure around your head.

"Continue to touch yourself for me. Keep on playing with your breasts and massaging your cunt and clit "
"Yes Alex" you reply. You speak a little shakily because you were not expecting this. You are not frightened because you know that I would never hurt you or humiliate you. Pain and humiliation are not in the ingredients of our unique relationship.

You continue to massage your ever wetter self and your super sensitised nipples. You are very aroused and could cum at any time. Your self control is strong and you are able to prolong the sensations at their current level. You feel my lips on your neck as I kiss you and you can sense me walking around you. I trace my tongue up and down your spine and run fingers simultaneously across both of your shoulders.

I kiss your lips and we tongue each other's mouths. Our breath is hot and our embrace hot with mutual lust. I then lean down to suck on one of your nipples. I nibble gently and hear a sight gasp from you as my teeth close around your extended nipple and aureole through the satin of your bra. You smell as lovely as you look and I tell you so.

"Stand up" You stand a little uneasily because the blindfold disorientates you slightly.
"Keep you legs apart and do not move"

My hands are warm and you feel the fingers of my left hand move down the front of your panties. You are curious as the palm of my hand is facing towards me. I pull the fabric away from you trimmed moistened pussy you hear a quiet tearing sound. The scissors are cold and you feel the metal against your flesh. I am extremely careful not to prick you with the tip. This is new! We have never done this before and you are apprehensive. You remain quite calm because you trust me implicitly and know that I would never allow anyone or anything to harm you.

"Don't worry. Just relax." I say as I cut away a triangle of fabric from the front of your panties. My voice is calm, low and measured which only serves to heighten your excitement. The scissors are very sharp and cut the fabric effortlessly. The room is very warm but you still feel the air movement against your glistening pussy and your exposed clit. The tension in your body both rises and subsides at the same time. The newness of this and the excitement it generates is exhilirating.

I then move to your bra and cut holes in the cups allowing your stiff and sensitive nipples to poke out through the carefully cut apertures.

"Continue to touch yourself"
"Yes Alex"

I am pleased with my own work and become harder. Your fingers are back in your juicy pussy and your fingers once again play with your nipples. The view I now enjoy of your now visible nipples and clit pleases me greatly and I drip a little white wine across your nipples. It's coldness causes you to gasp mildly.

"Alex, I'm sorry. You always tell me to be silent until the time comes. I'm sorry. Please don't…"
"Enough my princess" is my reply "You will not be punished, you never are. I am here to dominate you not hurt you"
"No, I know that. I just well…..this is new and I wondered….." you become quiet and more relaxed.

I walk around you again. You can sense my location but not see. The blindfold remains comfortably in place.


End of Part 1


Part 2

I lick the icy white wine form your nipples and you clearly find the sensation a pleasing one. You smile and would actually like to moan but know that you cannot. Your orgasm is building up and approaching a point after which you will be able to exercise little control. I suck on your nipple and gently squeeze the other whilst you continuing fingering your luscious hole and aching clit.

The next thing you feel is my warm cock brushing your nipples. You feel my hardness and the smooth skin of my tip as it sweeps from side to side. I run my cock up your heaving chest and to the base of your throat.

"Will you let me suck you now Alex?" You ask. "Can I please have your cock in my mouth?"
"Yes I think so. But you must not stop playing with yourself"

You lean forward and take the tip of my cock in your mouth. Your tongue plays around my sensitive and engorged tip. You find the slit in the end of my cock and tease it gently. Once covered in your saliva you take more and more cock into your mouth. You are moving your full lips up and down my shaft now. Your head movements gradually speeding up. For a moment you think I might cum in your mouth quickly - that would be unlike me though. I place my hands around the back of your head and I use the position to force my cock deeper and deeper into your expectant and willing throat. You are very expert at sucking cock and I am tempted to empty my heaving balls of their generous load of cum. I decide against it and allow you to continue to suck me whilst you continue your work with your cunt and tits.

"That's good. Oh that is good! Now rub your musky honey on your breasts"

You pull your fingers out of your pussy and massage your fragrant juices around your nipples. The musky fragrance is strong now and the room's usual smell of books and papers is totally overwhelmed by the sweet smell of your sex. I pull out of your mouth and let you play with my cock in one hand. I then move away from you and lean down to suck your glistening nipples. The taste is sensational and causes me to play with my own cock momentarily. God! it would be so easy for me to spray your face with spunk now …I'm so close. You know from experience that I can genuinely fill your mouth with my creamy spray. It has thrilled you massively in the past when I have cum over your face and tits leaving you covered and totally soaked in my juice. My own orgasm will instantly trigger your own.

I lick your tits clean of pussy juice and return my cock to your mouth. The blind fold is untied and released. You blink a little but the light in the library is dimmed and not in the least bit dazzling. You look up at me and our eyes meet. Our glorious union is about to reach its magnificent crescendo and you suck and lick me for a few seconds more before I pull my cock away from your face and allow the first of four or five spurts of cum to shoot into your open mouth. The force of the spurt splatters your face with spunk that you immediately start to try and reach it all with your tongue. The second spurt is lower and covers your throat and the top of your cleavage with a string of pearly glistening cum. I am gasping with pleasure at the release of such strong bursts from my pulsing and throbbing cock. After my first shot of cum into your mouth you start to orgasm very strongly and you cry out and gasp.

"Oh yes, yes Alex. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Christ my pussy is just fucking burning. Oh yes I'm cumming. Spunk on me. Cum on my face, my tits and my clit. Oh fuck"

You are writhing with pleasure but your fingers still frig your sex furiously. The profanity continues and you are desperate to make your orgasm as rich and long and furious and complete as possible. You face tells a story of complete ecstasy.

Another shot of cum from my boiling cock hits your nipples and I cry out again. Then again I spurt another jet of warm and tasty cream which covers your breast. The earlier spurts are now dripping down you. Your tongue is out and my cock is near your face for the final spurt of cum. We both gasp as it hits your lips and splashes into your mouth. You lick the drops remaining on my shuddering cock and then lick your own lips once more. My body is totally tense as is yours we are both motionless for a while as the impact of our exertions take effect.

Several moments pass and we are both then able to move and regain some sort of composure. We hold each other closely; both of us being a little shaky after the climax of our magnificent and intimate pleasure.

"That was easily your best. You were fantastic"
"You too Alex. I had to work really hard not to cum"
"My God me too. Go back upstairs now and bathe. I will join you in a while"

I would rejoin you in the bedroom after your bath. Our final act of the day would be some very gentle love making before a long and restful night's sleep.

You leave the room and I sit and sip my wine. I adjust my clothes and compose myself before pressing the button on my side table.

The large oak library door opens behind me and a moment or two later I hear the quiet padding of someone crossing the deep red library carpet.
"What d'you think then?" I say
"She is certainly very beautiful Sir. Very beautiful indeed. Her body is far too good to be wasted on a man. Not that I expect you to agree Sir"
"Did you get the whole thing on that digicam of yours?"
"I turned it off just before you came over her Sir. Such images are of no interest to me"
"You know the agreement Lana. That material does not leave this house. And you the sole viewer"
"I fully understand Sir. And thank you for blindfolding her so that I could film her. Are you quite sure I could not persuade her to become my own lover?"
"I could not sanction wasting her on a woman Lana so the answer is a firm no! Jane's flight tomorrow is not that early so I will be gone when she wakes. Please ensure Leyton gets her to the airport in good time though. That will be all Lana"
"Thank you sir"
"No Lana. Thank you"

Silent encounter

Chapter two

Part 1

I sit in the library with my morning coffee and you walk in wearing a white bath robe.

"Well good morning and welcome back Jane. How d'you sleep?"
"Morning Alex" You come over and we kiss each other lightly on the lips "I slept just fine. Leyton collected me from the airport and we got back here by about one o'clock. Lana made me some hot chocolate having shown me to the guest room, I had a quick shower and that was that for eight hours"
"You could have come in to my room you know" I say with a smile.
It has been five days since our last time together. It seems longer for both of us.
"Lana said so but you were asleep and I did not want to disturb you"
"That was sweet of you; I was very tired. Thanks." I lean over and kiss you again. You blush and smile.
A gentle knock on the door is heard by us both and we turn towards the door
"Good morning Sir" and then turning to you "Good morning Miss Yane"
Lana's inabilty to pronounce her Js and her slightly rolling Rs once again betray her troubled Eastern European origins.
"Will Miss Yane take coffee and breakfast before getting ready?"
"Serve breakfast in her room and a cup of coffee here first please Lana"
"Very good Sir" Lana turns and leaves.
"Get ready Alex? What for?" You ask
"Yes. Ready, Jane. We're going riding"
"Riding? But my riding kit is back Stateside" You look pained.
"No problem. Lana ordered an outfit from Lilliwhites in Piccadilly. You're fully fitted and kitted. Lana will help you with it all once you've breakfasted and showered"
"Alex, you think of everything" and you smile with a radiance that would transform the gloomiest of rooms.
"Always a pleasure for you. And thank Lana not me. She thinks of everything"

Lana returns with your coffee and swiftly departs; we sit and chat for a while about work. Then you ask slightly timidly
"Alex?"
"Yes"
"Where did you meet Lana?"
I smile an ironic and sad smile. I explain to you that I met Lana in Moscow in the late 1980s. Lana and her sister Irina had broken into my room in the Aerostar Hotel on Leningradsky Prospekt in central Moscow expecting to proposition me and have sex. They were both hookers and desperate for cash. They both looked terrible; weak and under nourished. Irina was eighteen and clearly ill and Lana was s*******n. At some point both of them had been beaten by one of their "clients". I had spent a couple of hours talking to them and was amazed to learn that they had used the money they raised through sex to help dissenting Soviet academics escape to the West. They said they had to get the right people out first. Both were clearly bright but had little education and their parents had been taken away by the KGB and had never been seen again. I gave the girls enough money to survive for a while and suggested that they make their way to Trieste a month later where they should contact me at the Hotel Bristol. I had business there and was a regular visitor.
By the time I got to Trieste Irina had died and Lana's life had diminished to the point of semi existence. I smuggled her across the border in the boot of my car and took her to a private clinic in Turin where she stayed for a month. I then visited her and brought her back to the United Kingdom where she convalesced. Lana recovered, I sent her to a language school and then took her on as my house keeper. She now has a British passport, money of her own and is as free as a bird but chooses to remain here. She only very occasionally leaves the estate. She feels safe here. Her job is to run the house and manage the estate. She sends Leyton out to do most of the shopping.

"Have you had ….er, do you ever have sex with her?" Your eyes quickly fill up and a tear emerges. You are fearful.
"Oh, Jane no. No. Not once. And no intention or desire to" We hold each other and you look reassured.
"Lana doesn't do men, Jane. She's an occasional lesbian." I kiss you on the forehead then kiss away the tear.
"Lana is loyal to me and she would die for me. But she sure wouldn't sleep with me. She never ever lets a man touch her." I lighten the tone and moment.
"She's fairly impressed by you though!" we both smile.
"Why does she call you Sir?"
"She is always very formal when there are guests. We both prefer it that way"

You walk back to your room and find the door open.
"Miss Yane. I was just laying out your riding outfit. I do hope it all fits properly. Your breakfast is on the tray"
"I'm sure it will fit just fine Lana. And thank you for your help"
"A pleasure. I have run a bath for you. Is there anything else I can do for you"
Lana studies your reaction carefully.
"No thank you Lana. That will be all. I'll call if I need help with the riding boots"
"A pleasure Miss Yane. Just dial 0" Lana walks out silently. You notice how gracefully she glides around; she moves with economy in a relaxed and controlled fashion and without any sudden or jerky movement.

You eat the light breakfast and study the newspapers quickly. You're not interested in the news; you're here for a break from work and reality.

You enter the steamy bathroom. Lana has added citrus oil to the hot water and the fragrance fills the air. You enter the water and lie back. Relaxing as the warmth overcomes you and the massaging ripples of water every part of you. You close your eyes and let your thoughts entertain you. You think of me and the next few days, what they may bring. Who are the guest that’s I have invited to join us? And Lana. Beautiful, quiet, formal, graceful and reserved Lana.

Without your consciously thinking to do it your hand has slipped between your legs. You imagine Lana in your bed with her head between your legs and her tongue working busily on your pussy. She sucks at your wide open sex hungrily and you play harshly with your nipples willing yourself to an early orgasm. Her tongue searches inside you and her lips tease and nibble at your increasingly engorged clit.

"You naughty girl Jane; shame on you!"
You suddenly open your eyes and see me standing by the bathroom door.
"Oh God I …..Alex …..I was just…………"
You are burning with embarrassment and your skin flushed with colour.
"I know what you were doing" I say with a wide grin.
Suddenly we both burst out laughing. Any stress that existed vaporises immediately.

"I'll get out and get dressed. Let's go riding"
"You eaten?" I ask. The image of Lana between your legs briefly flashes back to you. You smile and reply
"Yes Alex. I've certainly eaten"
I smile again
"So that's what it was about then! See you down stairs shortly"

The riding outfit is a perfect fit. The fitted crisp white blouse clings to your body and the cashmere sweater sits beautifully on top. Your nipples are erect and show faintly even through the combined fabrics. You squeeze and tease them gently momentarily through the material and smile to yourself. Close fitting but not constricting. You know I will like the overall look. The jodhpurs being new are a labour to pull on and you start to wonder if they are the right size. Then they decide to co-operate with you and they slide up your legs and over your underwear. They look as if they could only have been made for you. The fabric clings but is immediately comfortable. The close fit of the blouse and of the jodhpurs presses your silken underwear against your skin which provides a sensation that you are easily able to enjoy. The new leather boots are another matter. You struggle with them a moment and then decide to lift the phone. You hesitate briefly with the receiver in your hand, knowing who would answer, and then dial 0.


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Chapter 2

Part 2

"Yes Miss Yane" Lana says having tapped delicately on the door before entering.
"Lana, could you please help me with these riding boots? Alex is in a hurry to get off on the horses"
Lana kneels at your feet and runs her hand down your Jodhpur clad leg.
"You need to smooth out the fabric, Miss Yane, or the boot will not be comfortable"
Lana's touch is light and yet you can feel the strength in her hands. Her arm and back muscles are toned and the gym hardened sinews show through her close fitting blouse. Her hair is thick and naturally blonde and has been very expensively cut and styled. Her unbranded and supremely well cut clothes have all been made to measure and have a perfect fit. Conservative but modern rural bespoke styling and you find this very attractive. You notice her pert breasts and you sneak a peek down the front of her blouse. Her nipples are erect and show through the material. Lana gently eases your leg into the boot and the fit is close but comfortable.
"You ordered the right size Lana" You say looking at her directly in the eye.
"I checked the size of the shoes you left here after your last wisit with Mr Alex"
"Very thoughtful Lana. Thank you".
"Mr Alex knows what he wants and he prefers no mistakes Miss Yane"
"Quite so. Lana"
Lana has your right foot between her legs and reaches up to pull the left boot onto your leg over your foot. You flex your right foot causing your booted toe to brush against Lana's upper inner thigh. She gasps and shudders momentarily.
"Lana.I'm sorry I,er….I did not mean to move I, ……"
"The leather is new and very soft Miss Yane. Please do not concern yourself"
Lana's powerful yet gentle hand lingers a split second longer than it should on your leg once the boot is on. Once again your eyes meet and you both exchange a knowing glance; you're both aroused, electrified and quietly excited, silent, yet the voiceless exchange between you both says everything "Yes we could, we shouldn't, we must and we will, but not now ".

"Ready then?" I say as you come down the stairway.
"Yes Alex" You reply.
"Excellent. Your stuff looks to be a very good fit"
"That's thanks to Lana"
I look at Lana
"Thanks for that Lana. I'll see you later. That will be all for now."
"Very good Sir"
"Enjoy your ride Miss Yane"
"Mr Alex. Leyton will deliver lunch in good time. All is arranged"

We ride for nearly two hours before arriving at a remote barn and stable.
"Perhaps we should turn around Alex. I'm getting very hungry" you say as we pull up the horses.
"Hmmm. Me too!" I say "Let's eat then!"
You look surprised and ask your self where we're going to eat, and what?

I dismount and lead my horse into the barn and tie up the horse in an adjacent stall. You follow me in.
On top of a bale of straw lies a wicker basket typical of those strapped to the trunk of an English sports car in movies.

"Excellent. Lunch is here" I say with some satisfaction. The basket contains smoked salmon with cream cheese sandwiches, a bottle of chilled Krug and some fine chocolates. Leyton had been and gone having left Lana's splendid concoction. The basket also contains a blanket. Thought indeed!

Inside the barn the air is still and, surprisingly, quite warm. We sit and eat and enjoy a glass of the bubbly nectar. We eat in a companionable silence. Warming up, you slip off your cashmere and silk riding jersey and then take another sip of champagne. I break the quiet scene.

"Take off your blouse Jane"
You're slightly surprised and reply unthinkingly
"Alex, here? What? I er, sorry…."
"Take it off now please Jane!" I have become mildly impatient.
"Yes Alex. Certainly"

You unbutton the white fitted blouse and quickly remove it. You are sat in front of me and I am standing close to you with a riding crop in my hand. I slide the end of the riding crop between the strap of your bra and your shoulder. You shudder with anticipation knowing that the pleasure you are to experience will be memorable to say the least. The whip, whilst flexible, is able to nudge the strap off your shoulder and onto your upper arm. I repeat the exercise and both of your bra straps now reside on your upper arms with the cups of your bra in place. I trace the riding over your bra cups and stroke your now fully erect nipples through the gossamer thin material. You are quiet but feeling very aroused and start to feel wet.

I nod and without further prompting you start to massage your nipples with one hand whilst starting to undo the buttons on your jodhpurs with the other. I turn away and say as I reach for Krug to refill our glasses

"Leave your bra on Jane. The effect is very pleasing."

You are relieved and further aroused by this praise. You know your body excites me and that your figure and form provide immense pleasure. Within a few moments your are lying on the blanket that is spread across a bed of hay. I approach and trace the crop across your body; touching you gently in your most intimate places. The excitement and tension is palpable as we stare hard into each other's eyes.

From my saddlebag I produce a leather pouch and unfold the flaps of it to produce a large ebony vibrator. This is a fantasy you have previously shared with me; for you to be told by me to use such an item whilst I masturbated over you. You take the toy and obey my unsaid instructions to push it deep inside yourself and flick the switch at the base. The effect is immediate and your body spasms immediately at the sensation created.

You pump yourself in and out and play with your nipples with your free hand. The experience is all encompassing and you become lost as the huge orgasm in you starts to build. The pulsing feeling affects your entire body and your wetness is now complete as your pussy becomes slick, enabling to increase the pace of your hand movement. I stand in front of you and massage my cock. The sight of you writhing as you lose yourself in a mist of sensation has me ready to cum very quickly. You arch your back and I kneel between your legs and start to lick your clit as you continue to pump the giant vibrator in and out of your soaking pussy.

Gaining some control you lean back up and we stare again at each other as you start to feel the orgasm within you build to a crescendo. Your pussy is almost numb with pleasure and I continue to lick around your bud but reach for your nipples to help you finish your orgasmic journey. Rolling your nipples between my fingers help complete the set of stimuli for you and the tide of pleasure rises higher and higher within you.

"Now my beautiful princess! Cum for me now"

You discard the vibrator in favour of your fingers so that you can deliver your own endgame. You then finally let out a loud and pleasure filled cry as the stress of a huge orgasm is released and your whole body shudders again and again. As you do this I shoot my cum all over your beautiful breasts; the power of my own orgasm causing the semen to splatter over your tanned skin. You place your fingers in my mouth so that I can lick your honey from them and taste the sensation that your orgasm must have been.

Lying you down on your back I lick my cum from your chest and kiss it into your mouth; taking the opportunity to kiss you long and hard on the lips; our bodies entwined for the passionate embrace.


We arrive back at the house some two hours later feeling tired by our exertions in the saddle and in the barn. Leyton meets us

"I'll take care of the horses Mr Alex" he said in his usual matter-of-fact tone "Lana has already run baths for yourself and Miss Jane. We saw your approach over the North Ridge. Miss Jane is clearly comfortable with a good turn of speed"

"Yes. Thank you. You're quite right. Miss Jane does ride well"

"Was the outfit comfortable?" said a voice from behind us.

"Oh yes very" You gasp "It all fitted fine….oh and thank you"

"My pleasure Miss Yane"

"Lana, we have be having several additional guests this coming weekend please make up three guest rooms. Jane will stay in my suite"

Then I think to myself that you, Jane, will be touring a number of the guest rooms over those two days. Rooms and guests all, as yet, unseen by you.

I look at you to see that you have coloured at my comment. Not through anger though, or indeed surprise, but through the expectation of pleasure.

End of chapter two part two.