'Now, darling, you are taking cock', Vanessa husked. Gripping the fronts of Mabel's thighs, she slewed the dildo slowly within, half inch by half inch, until with a gurgling cry from the girl it was fully entered and Mabel's hot bum came to bulge into her teacher's belly.-'There, dear, there, keep still now; the sensations will fill you with exquisite pleasure in a moment-and in a moment I want you to ease your hips forward so that the prick comes halfway out and then to push back again until you have it once more right up you'.
'It hurts me!' whimpered Mabel, her forehead nesting upon her pillow.
'It does nothing of the sort, Mabel. It is simply a new feeling', responded Vanessa, affording the buried shaft a small movement back and forth, this bringing a soft gasp of surprise from Mabel that so much could accommodate itself up her lovely bottom.-'Show willing now, Mabel. Turn your neck and offer me your tongue, my sweet', said Vanessa bending full over her and keeping the dildo buried to the full.
'Oooh-woooh!' gurgled Mabel as she obeyed, but it was a baby-sound and already intimated that a little pleasure was stealing into her. Her pussy was literally bubbling and ready to spurt and her bottom cheeks felt open as they never had before. Palming her breasts passionately, Vanessa absorbed the girl's tongue and sucked upon it lasciviously while their warm breaths flowed together.
'You are being buggered-sodomised, dear-is it not nice? Does it not make your lovely bottom feel tingly and nice? There! Ah! Good girl, you are moving it a little! Oh, splendid, yes', moaned Vanessa against Mabel's pulpy lips while their tongues swirled and the girl's stiff nipples protruded between Vanessa's fingers.
Her head swimming, Mabel spurted deliriously over the palm which now couched itself under her pulsing nest. Broken murmurs of delight issued from her. The sleek velvet of the outer sheath of the dildo now worked her more easily. Her bottomhole stung just a little-a faint, peppery feeling-but it was nice, nicer… oh, nicer.
'You will have your first sperming tonight, Mabel. Like this, like this', Vanessa uttered chokily. It was really too soon, too soon, but Mabel was spurting, sprinkling in abundance again-a salty rain upon Vanessa's fingers-and the moment could not be riper. Reaching back under herself, Vanessa squeezed the two large, imitation testicles that already held the warm milk she had filled them with.
'Zeee-eeee!' gasped Mabel then, feeling a warm, thick spurting into her-indeed so deeply into her that it seemed to fill the whole of her tummy. And then came another and another and as Vanessa came upright again and shafted her vigourously so another flood came and Mabel's head moved in small circles of delight and wonder over her pillow, her face sheened with moisture and the love-ridged lips of her fucking-pot emitting more of her essences.
Murmuring softly to herself, Vanessa came in turn and then rammed the dildo right up between Mabel's chubby cheeks and squirted the last of the milk.
'Whooof!' came from Mabel and therewith almost an hysterical giggle which spoke volumes for the pleasure she had sustained. Unyielding, the stiff pego long remained in her until her last squirmings had ceased. As it finally sucked out, leaving the rosehole of her bottom pouting open, so both sighed and collapsed and Mabel cuddled herself into Vanessa's arms.
'You will be obedient henceforth, Mabel'.
'Yeth' was that maiden's shy, whispered reply. Their lips met softly and Vanessa stroked her face.
In every way, she thought, Mabel might yet prove to be a model pupil.
Chapter Sixteen
'What's they like really, the Smiths?' Mary asked Va-nessa the next morning.
'Useful, Mary. That is the best word for them. I have decided to accommodate them here. That is why Reggie departed early-to take a message that I wish to see them. Upon their settling in, my dear, you will have a new status. I do not mind in the least if you call yourself their govern-ness, for such you will be. I believe the events of the night will find them still in rut. They are malleable now and will be useful to us in many respects. Between them the two females will keep the house sparkling. As for Reggie, I grow a little wearisome of our games with him. He may be put to the women occasionally. As for yourself, Mary, both the males are well furnished and will do your bidding. If necessary-should there be alarms of any sort-their fealty will ensure that they act as our protectors. Such people are always defensive of their positions in life. They have need to be', Vanessa uttered a little coldly.
'Yes' Mary said while still puzzling several of the words her Mistress had used. 'When you says they're mallable- was it mallable? — do you mean they're dippy, Miss?'-this bringing a laugh from Vanessa.
'Dippy? Why no, Mary, not at all. I mean that they may be used. Used, dear. I have others to use. You can amuse yourself.
'But they might not obey me, Miss'.
'They will obey you, Mary, because I tell them to. Ah, here they are, I think. Let them ring a few times and then let them in. It will do them no harm to wait', Vanessa ordained while Mary straightened her ever-crooked cap which she had ceased to wear except when dusting or for the occasion of visitors.
Maude Smith was the first to enter, as Vanessa had suspected. The others shuffled uneasily in the hall.
'Your money, my dear Maude', Vanessa said, anticipating her so quickly that Mrs. Smith's hand was filled with coins even before she realised she had extended it, and this taking the wind from her sails.
'What we done last night was wrong, Miss', Maude mumbled, squeezing her fingers around the gathered sovereigns. Gathering confidence, she leaned forward a little and whispered, 'He had her again after that. On the floor, he did- had her again'.
'I expect you were all lying down by then, anyway. As to yourself, did you have a restful night?' Vanessa asked distantly, gazing over the woman's shoulder rather than into her face.
'Went upstairs. Tried to have a sleep. Then Alf come up. I told him no, but he was a-lumbering all over me, and they was a-going at it downstairs again by then. Couldn't face this morning, I couldn't'.
'Are you not speaking?'
'I think she's been telling me lies about him, about her Alf, Miss. He goes at it proper. No holding him back'.
'So, you had him up between your legs twice, my dear, and took pleasure from it. What harm in that? There is a saying, Maude, that one should not kick against the pricks, you know', Vanessa said with conscious humour that was wasted on Mrs. Smith who seemed to require time to chew that over, asking with a doubtful look, 'Is there, Miss?'
'Just as there is at the Vicarage. But you do not want to return there, surely? I have much more homely accommodation for you. So far from you having to pay rent for your cottage, you will all make your home here free, and with wages such as we will settle between us, you and I. Put aside your foolish ideas, Maude. After all, you never entertained such at the Vicarage, nor were you yourself entertained much, I believe. Here it will be otherwise. I like watching, Maude, just as you have so often done, but now you also have the pleasure of doing it, too'.
'You mean… you mean like doing it with both of them still?'
'You know very well that I mean that, Maude, and do not pretend that you are displeased thereby. You are in your most vigourous years, my dear. Bring up their erections; make them spout'.
'And Elsie, too, I suppose; that's what you mean?' asked Maude in a would-be sullen tone.
Vanessa turned away from her, showing her back, and gazing out through the leaded panes of the drawing room window.
'Whatever passes, my dear, he will have her over again and she will yield, her expression mayhap a little startled ever, her eyes wide, but her sweet bottom ever wriggling. You know it well'.