Discipline of the Private House

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Author: Esme Ombreux
Tags: Erótica, Literature & Fiction
Barat's knees. Barat prayed devoutly: he prayed for the day when the two of them would be like this, but naked, with Olena's slim fingers curled around the shaft of his erection. He knew he could make his prayers come true.
    'So it's decided,' the Chatelaine said. 'You'll send Stefan and Itomi to find and bring back our wandering twosome. It's that tall, dark-haired fellow Heinrich, isn't it? And who is with him?'
    The steady rhythm of Robert's lashes seemed to Nicole to slow a little as he considered his reply. 'Leila,' he said. 'A young girl. Much admired. It's difficult, madame, to prevent some of the trainees from forming attachments to each other.'
    'No doubt. And you're sure this won't be a case of sending out two incompetents to round up two miscreants?'
    Robert delivered a quick, stinging lash to Nicole's sore bottom. He seemed reluctant to bring the discussion to a close. 'Stefan and Itomi aren't incompetent,' he said. 'Merely inexperienced.'
    His belt landed again, on Nicole's left buttock. The tip caught the sensitive skin of her perineum. Her yelp was muffled because she was in the middle of kissing along the length of the Chatelaine's labia.
    'And the missing couple should be easy to find,' Robert went on. 'They are never apart. They can't bear to wear anything but the leather harnesses they became accustomed to wearing here, and so during the day, when outside, they shroud themselves in very distinctive long robes. They look like a mendicant monk and nun. Even Stefan and Itomi should be able to track them down. We know which part of the city they were sent to live in.'
    'They're probably just having too much fun to report in,' the Chatelaine said. 'They're young and headstrong. And they will have to be chastised most severely.'
    'Talking of fun, madame,' Robert said, 'may I point out that Nicole's posterior is now bright red, and she's quite obviously ready for penetration. In fact, she's almost dripping.'
    'Not so fast, Robert,' the Chatelaine said. 'Nicole is here for my benefit, not yours. Press your mouth hard against me, Nicole. That's right. Now push your tongue inside. That's lovely. Now, Robert, give her ten more strokes. Very hard. I want to feel Nicole being pushed into me with each one.'
    Somewhere in the midst of the ensuing blaze of pain that engulfed her rear end, Nicole felt the Chatelaine's hands grasping her head, and the Chatelaine's thighs clasping her face, and the Chatelaine's voice urging Robert to strike harder. Nicole's mouth was running with the Chatelaine's sharp juices. Her world had been reduced to the taste and smell of the Chatelaine's hot vulva; the burning, throbbing pain of her arse; and the equally insistent throbbing of her clitoris and nipples, demanding attention.
    Nicole dimly heard Robert's voice. 'With your permission, madame, I'll insert the large ivory phallus into Nicole's vagina, and for her anus I'll use this.'
    'Very impressive, Robert, as ever. Lubricate her well, first.'
    'Of course, madame,' Robert said. Nicole thought he sounded thwarted. She felt his fingers delving into her sex and smearing her wetness around and into her anus. 'I'll ride her hard, madame, so that you can feel the thrusts.'
    'How very considerate,' the Chatelaine said. 'Nicole, you can start licking now.'
    It felt to Olena curiously wicked to leave on a light - even the dim illumination of the bedside lamp - as she undressed. Vanity was a sin, but she couldn't resist the idea of looking at her body reflected in the mirror. For the first few days she had kept the small mirror turned to face the wall, but Barat had told her that it was all right to use it, in order to check her appearance before leaving for college, for instance. It still felt wicked to pick it up and use it to inspect her own naked body. And even if that wasn't a sin, she was sure that there was something wicked and shameful about the feelings that she had when she thought about Barat, or her body: the warmth between the tops of
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