A Most Proper Gentleman

[BrightStar]

The heat of his breath on her neck raised the pale hair of her flesh giving Mary Beth Bradley an eerie chill that seemed to touch all her senses. She cocked her head, but before she had a chance to react, she was startled again by large strong hands on her breasts, kneading them, molding them, forcing a small moan from her parched throat.

Unsure if it was Him mattered not, her fear rising, yet her body responding to the touch of hands, stirring her. His voice finally heard, gave some comfort but for just a brief second when she felt herself alone. Suddenly her wrists hooked, her body being lifted and fear again took her.

She struggled to no avail, her fear although obvious, yet with the impression of his touch still fresh in her mind she remained speechless. That silence again, deafening, fear and anxiety rising, a thin layer of sweat forming, being strung up barely able to touch the floor, unable to move, totally open and vulnerable to anything his wicked mind might conjure up.

“Sir,” a breathless whisper, voice quivering, more a question looking for some sort of answer that would ease or quiet Mary Beth Bradley’s racing heart beat.

She got her answer in the cool steel of the blade she felt against her pant leg, slowly slicing up from her ankle to her crotch. She gasped, holding her breath, her fear even greater now, not wanting to move a muscle, while the cold damp air toyed with her as the material fell away, exposing the warm flesh of her leg. Just as she felt the blade rise up her thigh so near her sex, it stopped, silence again and she let out her breath. She wasn’t sure she heard him say something, take a deep breath or she just imagined it, but she knew he was enjoying every moment, and for some reason this excited her. But fear gripping her again, holding her breath again when she felt the cool steel of the blade on her other leg, the light touch of his fingertips against her skin moving up.

Her pants fell completely away, leaving her naked from the waist down and shivering, fear, anxiety running rampant. And suddenly she gasped and a small whimper escaped her, feeling the heat of his breath tease the soft hairs of her pussy and slight scent of arousal filled the air.

 

[cgraven]

“Sir,”

A breathless whisper, her voice quivering as Mathew Cartwright drank in the young beauty’s long statuesque legs the sensual curve of her calves, her naked perfection from her trim waist town to her arched feet struggling to maintain her balance. The little shivering, the fear, the anxiety running rampant thrilled his dark heart, then that suddenly she gasped and a small whimper that escaped her full ripe lips as his hot furtive breathe stirred her downy fleece. The again nothing it must have seemed an eternity to the hapless little beauty till Mathew returned only to slip the shoes and sox's from her feet to imprison her dainty ankles to a spreader bar so that Mary Beth’s legs where held wide apart her fragrant little pussy completely exposed to him.

Cartwright then slowly washed her young mound with warm water, the coarse cloth grating across her pink labia till their hue was coral pink. The soft sensual kiss of the soapy brush intimately lathered Mary Beth’s pussy.

“Chere hold very still.”

His voice softly hissed, his fingers dew her silken skin taunt, the rasp of the razor greeted her ears as it left soft bare skin in its wake. Slowly, sensually, seductively the razor again and again kissed the teenaged Nanny’s most intimately till her sweet pussy was as bare as the day she was born. Again the warm wet caress of the coarse wash cloth.

“Hum very nice Miss Bradley.”

Mathew Cart right knelt, a soft kiss to the girl’s freshly shorn pussy, then his tongue snaked out to run the length of her naked slit, the tip of his tongue fluttering across her throbbing, feverous clit.

“Does my naughty little girl like that?”

 

[BrightStar]

“Aaaaahhhhhhh,”

Mary Beth’s moaned at once when Mathew’s tongue ran up her naked slit, tormenting her hot twitching clit. She had hung there for god knew how long, tension and fear building to then feel her legs spread with something, keeping them wide apart, unable to see, but blushing a deep shade of crimson at the vision she of what she must look like.

It had taken every ounce of courage to still her tongue and not squirm when she felt him start washing her pussy. Each time he touched her, whether the cloth, the soap, the razor, it didn’t matter, it all was igniting a fire exactly where she finally felt his the kiss of his lips and his tongue flutter.

His complimenting words on her bare pussy right before she felt his tongue only added her blush, and also aroused her in a way she hadn’t ever been before.

“Does my naughty little girl like that?”

She felt his heated breath against her clit when he spoke, provoking it even more and she shuddered, her hips squirmed and the scent of her arousal evident.

“Oh yesssss Sir, your naughty girl likes that very much.”
By the tone in her voice and the way she was breathing, it was pretty clear that Mary Beth Bradley was having a hard time controlling her body or her thoughts, her excitement becoming more and more obvious, her pink naked lips glistening with proof.

“But, isn’t it really a matter of you liking your naughty girl like this?”

She pretty much stuttered through her words, fear, anxiety and the fact that she was excited more than she wanted to admit having a lot to do with it. And doing what she could to stay in control, or at least try, when all she now really could think about was cumming, releasing this tension.

 

[cgraven]

“Quite so Miss Bradley, quite so that is exactly what maters and nothing else my dear girl”

Cartwright watched the pearl droplet’s of Mary Beth’s sweet nectar glazing her naked pussy, her aerosol very evident the way her supple little body quivered with the need for release thrilled him, Ah but not quite yet.

“But my dear you are a very naught little girl, nice girls do not behave as you have, so I am afraid you may not cum yet.”

He eased back away from her yearning pussy leaving the succulent Miss Bradley tittering on the edge of the abyss that would grant her all she desired with jus a little nudge from him.

“In fact Miss Bradley YOU MAY NOT CUM till I tell you that you may.”

Mathew Cartwright then, with razor in hand, slowly opened the seams of Mary Beth’s shirt. It hung in tatters only held to her supple body by the shirts buttons. With a leisurely flick of his wrist Cartwright severed each one slowly in turn till the tatter garment fluttered uselessly to the floor. His teenage Nanny hung suspended, naked, and utterly at his mercy. His mouth claimed hers in an erotic savage kiss, his hands freely roamed her tender young body, teasing, pleasing, and tempting the bound beauty, in her sightless prison. He did not relent until her pitiful little sighs, moans, and gasps told him she could not long endure.

“You may cum now Miss Bradley”

 

[BrightStar]

Mary Beth Bradley, unable to see, it was like every place on her body was shivering, twitching, fear, anxiety, anticipation of the unknown, a complete mix of emotions while her pussy dripped with arousal. To hear him tell her how naughty she was, her blood boiled, her cunt ached for satisfaction and she wanted to cum now.

She was totally unprepared for him to tell her she couldn’t, that she could only cum on command plus that tone in which he spoke, told her he was dead serious. Even without the benefit of sight, she could see the expression on his face, the lust in his eyes gazing on her naked beauty spread before him knowing the power he held over her. And the heat rose steadily throughout her small frame.

Then Mary Beth felt the blade shred her clothes and her breasts tugged and teased when he flicked off the buttons. The damp air encased her naked body sending a chill down her spine and when his mouth fell on hers, rough, wild, she moaned, her pussy quivered, her body and mind both called out with need. His hands were everywhere, touching, teasing, every part of her body that was on fire, aching for more, making her moan, whimper.

“You may cum now Miss Bradley”

She barely heard her name when he gave his permission for her to cum and she cried out, her body shook helplessly and she came again and again.

“YESSSSSSS, THANK YOU, YESSSSSS,”

Her spasms left her breathless, limp, her delicate skin glistening with a thin layer of sweat, and the aroma in the room filled with the scent of her sweet cum dripping down her thighs.

 

[cgraven]

Cartwright was delighted, to think so few simple words could have the effect he so craved on the young beauty, just three simple words, You May Cum
And Miss Mary Beth Bradley’s supple, nubile, body exploded in a series of violent orgasms.

“YESSSSSSS, THANK YOU, YESSSSSS,”

The young Nanny’s voice so sweet to his ears a choked, hoarse, whipped scream, peaking in the throws of her climaxing body. The alluring teenager beauty spasms left her breathless, limp, her delicate silken skin glistening, bathed in a thin shimmering layer of sweat, and the delicious fragrance of her sweet nectar hung in the damp air, her alabaster thighs covered in her honey dew cum. Mathew Cartwright ran but a single finger up Mary Beth’s glistening inner thigh, his finer then gilded across her full ripe, lips.

“Taste your sweetness Miss Bradley!...........Savor your wanton , lustful, nectar My naughty Girl.”

Then again he was gone leaving her alone in a world of darkness limply hanging in her bounds.

The rasping of something heavy, something being dragged, rung in the young beauty’s ears. Suddenly she was falling, then Cartwright’s strong arms caught her. That moment of comfort, the false hope it may have borne, was quickly dashed as he secured her slender neck and trim wrist in the stocks. Mary Beth now bent over at the waist her long tapering legs cruelly spread, h the young Nanny’s naked pussy completely open to him, and her dark forbidden rose his for the plucking if he so desired.

Mathew Cartwright’s finger slid up her inner thighs gathering her spilt nectar, they sensually explored her firm little derrière, Then dipped in to the teenaged Nanny’s dewy, honey pot to tease and torture her throbbing clit. Cartwright pressed his palm to her naked pussy his thumb deep with in Mary Beth tormenting her sweet spot till her luscious young body quivered on the edge of that heavenly bliss he seemed able to wring from her at will.

“Well Miss Bradley shall I fuck your Pussy or your thigh little derrière.”

He paused for a moment letting fear and anticipation build in the girl.


“ Has anyone ever fucked your ass before Miss Bradley

 

[BrightStar]

This time the dark silence helped calmed Mary Beth, but still leaving her hanging there played at her fears and anxieties. And with good reason, that dragging sound had sounded so eerie made her skin crawl, even more so with the heat of her body cooling off in the cool air. She gasped, falling and frightened, letting out her breath with the comfort his arms gave her, catching her.

Mary Beth started squirming, fearful, anxious as soon as her neck and wrists were again secured, her body blushing again at what she must look like. It wasn’t long before that squirming changed more to withering, again He teased and tormented her. His fingers masterfully bringing her to the edge, letting her titter there. Besides every part of her twitching with want, it was the first time her backside had been explored in such a seductive way.

“Well Miss Bradley shall I fuck your Pussy or your thigh little derrière.”

Mary Beth gasped, her firm round butt twitched instantly visualizing the cat house she grew up in, hearing about some men wanting to fuck a girls ass.

“ Has anyone ever fucked your ass before Miss Bradley”

“No Sir………only my pussy……”

Mary Beth’s emotions were once again confused, frightened, anxious, and his fingers continuing to torment her gathering more and more of her sweet essence. She felt the tip of his wet finger glide up the crease between her cheeks and tease wickedly around her dark little rosebud.

“Ooohhh Sir” She was squirming with need and want, “only really Naughty girls do that….” She moaned more, her derrière wiggled more, her clit throbbed with need, her cunt dripping, she was trembling trying to hold back. Visions of seeing him, naked, fucking her in this position were adding to heightened state.

 

[cgraven]

Mathew Cartwright’s finger, bathed in the delectable teen’s rich, sweet, nectar sensually toted with the girl’s naked pussy, its movements slow, seductively tempting. It leisurely slid up between the crevices of her tight little cheeks to teasingly toy with her dark, rich virginal rose bud.

“No Sir………only my pussy……”

Mary Beth’s voice a gasped little girl whisper her supple young body crimson from the tip of her little up turned nose to the tips of her dainty little toes.

“Ooohhh Sir”

Her lithe body squirming, trying so hard to reach for that luscious forbidden pleasure, the young Nanny longed for t as the addict longed for their lotium.

“Only really Naughty girls do that….”

The young beauty’s words cut off by her wanton little as Cartwright continued to massage her sweet spot. Mary Beth’s virgin derrière wiggling in the most blatant manner. His probing finger slipped with in the tight neither ring of Mary Beth’s ass. The fingers of his other hand slowly began to Fuck the trapped beauty, his knuckle grading across her throbbing clit with each stroke, only to again torment her sweet spot as they plunged into her again

Mathew Cartwright molded his body to hers, his teeth griped the end of the ties that held her blindfold in place, and as it came away her sight restored she beheld herself in a full length mirror. If that in itself was not bad enough two more mirrors had been positioned behind her so that she could also see herself as he did.

“ A lovely picture you present don’t you agree Miss Bradley…………I thought that I would give you the pleasure of watching as I take you.”

Cartwright’s fingers now drove the young beauty over the abyss into the realm of forbidden pleasure, and as she was rocked by the ecstasy of her orgasm he finger that had claimed her ass was replaced by his cock He stilled for a moment letting the young girl adjust to his invasion of her virgin ass. She was bucking and withering from her orgasm. The young Nanny’s succulent form spasmimg in its intensity. Cartwright rode Mary Beth’s orgasm, allowing the young girl to work his cock deeper and deeper into her ass .His fingers tormented her sweet spot and clit giving her no rest as he fucked her ass till the pressure and pain of his rape of her last vestige of innocents mixed, and mingled with her savage orgasms till all was pleasure. All the while the delectable Miss Bradley was forced to watch her own rape and to see herself as a more than willing particapent.

 

[BrightStar]

Mary Beth knew she was trapped with his fingers madly tormenting her sweet spot, clit and fucking her cunt. To have his finger exploring and opening her virgin ass shamefully only heightened her pleasure that much more. She felt the heat of his body against hers, the tug of the blindfold being released and her eyes blinked, then shocked at the sight showing in the mirrors that surrounded her.

To her horror and amazement, before her view was her naked body bent over, her breasts bouncing to and fro, her legs parted wide by a spreader with Mr. Cartwright naked behind her, his fingers pushing her over the abyss. She cried out, Mary Beth’s body blushing even a deeper crimson at the way she was exposed for Him, first at her shamefully naughty display then louder when she felt his cock pressing against her tight little anus.

She screamed in pleasure, spasming in blissful orgasm, her hips bucking back uncontrollably, only to impale her virgin ass deeper on his cock. The painful intrusion of his cock and the forbidden pleasure his fingers tormenting her g-spot mingled together, her small little frame violently shuddering with climax after climax.

As much as she tried not to, Mary Beth Bradley could not take her eyes off the mirrors, watching his cock raping her tight virgin ass. She watched, mesmerized by the sight of her naked body being taken by Him, the way she rocked on his fingers and was thrusting her hips back, forcing his cock deep in her ass, feeling it fill her tight little hole.

With wild abandonment, giving in to that forbidden pleasure, she watched herself fucking her tormentor, climaxing again and again in a blaze of heat. Seeing herself as the naughty willing nanny that he saw.

 

[cgraven]

Ah Yes Mrs. Carmichael was right Miss Mary Beth Bradley was a delightful little morsel. Her lithe petit so seductive so willing to meet all his desires. She withered, bucked, and quivered as she fucked back a most willing accomplice in her own anal rape now.

“Miss Bradley you have a most delightfully tight ass.”

Mathew Cartwright rode her like the wild vixen she was her gasps and sighs where music to his ears as his balls slapped her puffy little pussy drenched in the young Nanny’s own sweet nectar, the way she squirmed on his fingers as he continued torment her clit and sweet spot, while screwing herself back on his cock. Mary Beth’s breath came in ragged moans and grunts now her pert little breasts bouncing wildly as she fucked him. Cartwright’s grip upon her slender waist was like iron as he slammed into the young Nanny one last time, he held her their his cock buried to the hilt in the young girls as his cock erupted filling her little ass with his white hot passion.

“Ummmm you are so very naught Miss Bradley, how should I punish you girl?”


Cartwright would now force the sensual beauty to name her own fate.

 

[BrightStar]

“Punish me Sir? But I thought”

Mary Beth, breathless, sweat lacing her brow, her cunt and ass dripping from both of their passions spent, her words cut short spotting the look on his face from the mirror. She trembled again seeing them in the mirror, his hands still tightly holding her trim waist, his cock still buried deep in her ass.

Punish her, she thought, seeing herself shamefully bound, naked, her virgin ass raped, and he speaks of punishment. Mary Beth again looks in the mirror, seeing her face flushed, her little frame glistening from the release of her naughty, forbidden pleasure. And that look in his eyes while he held her, seemingly enjoying every tormented moment he forced on her body and mind. Punish her, he had not had enough yet, Mary Beth’s red headed temper flared for a brief moment.

“If it were not your wicked ways would I have been in need of punishment, Sir?”

Just as quick as the words left her mouth she knew she had made a mistake, his eyes blazing, his grip on her waist tightened.

“I..I’m sorry Sir, please, punish me as you wish,”

Her voice trembled with fear, not so much any more from the thought of punishment, but at his reaction to her outburst.

 

[cgraven]

“Punish me Sir? But I thought”.

The bound beauty, her dainty wrist and neck trapped in the stock fumed and Cartwright saw her temper flare even before her ill though words spilled forth from her full ripe lips.

“If it were not your wicked ways would I have been in need of punishment, Sir?”

What a delightful flush of anger the redheaded beauty had let her quick temper get the better of her, falling future into his trap. Mathew Cartwright’s grip tightened on her slender waist and a deadly anger filled his eyes,

“I..I’m sorry Sir, please, punish me as you wish,”

Mary Beth’s words of contrition came to late his hands ensnared her firry red gold tresses snapping her head back his body arched over hers, his lips at her ear.

“Miss Bradley, how should I punish you girl, or would you prefer that I come up with something on my own say piercing your clit, maybe your nipples Perhaps all three?”

 

[BrightStar]

Mary Beth cried out when he snapped her head back, tugging on her hair, feeling the wrath of his anger and she helplessly wriggled beneath him.

“Miss Bradley, how should I punish you girl, or would you prefer that I come up with something on my own say piercing your clit, maybe your nipples Perhaps all three?”

His words once again shocked her and even with him pulling her head back, his breath warm on her neck her eyes flared up.

“Why don’t you go ahead and tattoo my ass while you’re at it,”

She spit out, but the mirrors gave away the tiny spark that flashed in her eyes, the smart little grin that creased her lips, and a new blush that rose on her cheeks. She had only seen one other woman at the cat house she was raised in with nipples and clit pierced, wearing jewelry she thought only went around necks and ears. And damn if the men hadn’t asked for her more than most of the other women. She hadn’t even thought about the danger her words could put her in, her temper getting the best of her, possibly giving him a reason to wonder of her upbringing.

 

[cgraven]

“Why don’t you go ahead and tattoo my ass while you’re at it,”

That was the last straw Cartwright’s temper flared.

CRACK

The crimson imprint of his hand glowed on her ivory derrière. Things then moved quickly, the cold kiss of steel again encircled Mary Beth’s wrists. The stocks flew open and the firry little redheaded was jerked to her feet, her dainty toes just brushing the cold damp floor. Mirrors shattered in a crystalline cascade, a rack rolled into place, the delectable Miss Bradley secured her supple body drawn tight as a bow string. Mathew Cartwright stomped out only to return several minuets latter with a small ebony box under his arm fire in his eyes, and an evil smile creased his lips.

“So Miss Bradley you desire a tattoo.”

His voice was dead emotionless, his eyes strangely glazed as he placed the ink bottle between the quivering girl’s wide spread thighs. Cartwright let the flickering light play on the needle sharp point.

“Now where to place your tattoo Miss Bradley?”


Toyed with his teenage Nanny’s throbbing clit, a finger gliding over her dewy rose pedal labia.

“Here Miss Bradley?”

When the needle struck it was at the soft spot in Mary Beth’s groin. It took over an hour for Cartwright to complete his work, a simple Chinese seal of ownership.

 

[BrightStar]

When Mary Beth felt the sting of his hand across her ass, heard the glass shatter and saw the fire in his eyes, she knew she had pushed him to far. Her little frame quivered when he strung her up again and she kept her eyes cast down, silencing her thoughts less she make him angrier.

It felt like her heart stopped, a lump in her throat, fear searing through her when she saw the sharp point of the needle and realized he was going to do exactly what she had said. His toying with her throbbing clit and glistening pussy lips made her squirm a little, but did nothing to still the fear of what he was about to do.

The first touch of the needle sent her reeling, the pain incredible and she cried out. Noting the cold evil grin on his face, Mary Beth chewed on her lip, biting back the pain and clenched tight to the metal that held her wrists. Tears streamed her face while she remained silent and still. She closed her eyes visualizing all the pleasure he had given her before this trying to distract her mind from the searing pain in her groin. Which now made her understand just how thoughtless she had been with her quick temper.

By the time he was through, blood trickled from her lips, her knuckles were white, and her eyes wet, tears wetting her cheeks. She let out her breath when the pain had stopped and kept her eyes cast down, speaking to him in a whisper, her voice quivering when she did.

“Thank you Sir,”

Miss Bradley raised her eyes for just a second meeting his gaze, a humbling look mixed with fear in the teenagers eyes before she looked back down again.

“I have been very naughty and disprespectful and deserve Your punishment,”

Her voice still quivered, she hesitated before finishing her words.

“And if it pleases You, I would like you to finish my punishment with the piercings.”

 

[cgraven]

“Thank you Sir,”

the defiance was now gone from Miss Mary Beth’s Bradley soft doe eyes, only daring a moment to raise them to meet his gaze. His soften slightly at the humbling look mixed with fear in the teenager’s eyes. Then she dropped her eyes demurely.

“I have been very naughty and disrespectful and deserve Your punishment,”

Her voice quivered, she hesitated a moment, before finishing her words.

“And if it pleases You, I would like you to finish my punishment with the piercing.”

Cartwright’s lips softly brushed the young beauty’s the heady coppery taste of her blood rouged lips lingering as he broke that kiss.

“Perhaps just one piercing Miss Bradley for now, hummmmmmmm the question is where my Willful Little Beauty”

Mathew Cartwright selected another needle the shaft thicker than the last one, yet the point as sharp as a viper’s tooth. The point trailed over one taunt little nipple, then the other,

“Which one?”

He paused the needle in mid air

“Or……”

A wild look flashed in his hazel eyes, his fingers spread her moist silken labia exposing the young Nanny’s throbbing little clit, then the needle struck piercing the sensitive hood that guarded her taunt little treasure. Cartwright worked the golden ringlet into the incision as the tender beauty’s body quivered in pain. He bent forward to flick the golden ringlet with his tongue.

“With this seal and ring I claim you body and soul Miss Bradley”

He gathered the spent teen beauty into his arms and brought her to her room.

“Till tomorrow Miss Bradley, till tomorrow.”

 

[BrightStar]

Mary Beth had never experienced pain like that in her young teenage life before, by the time Mr. Cartwright had put her to bed she pretty much passed out. Mary Beth slept deeply, but awoke before the light of day. Moving to get out of her bed, she felt the pull of her muscles, aching somewhat from what had gone on the night before.

Waking more fully the realization of what actually had happened started sinking in, and she quickly got up going to the mirror. Standing naked in front of it, she looked herself over, saw his tattooed seal and spreading the lips of her pink labia, she saw the ring pierced through her clit. Her hand flew up to her mouth when she gasped, it hadn’t been a dream, her face blushing deep crimson.

Mary Beth Bradley again spread her lips, looking in the mirror and touched the tiny ring, flicked it with her finger and gasped again. This time feeling a new tingling sensation that distracted her mind from any type of discomfort she was feeling before. She did it once more and this time giggled, blushing at herself in the mirror. What had she let herself in for she thought and who was this man she worked for that could wring orgasms from her left and right. That now said he owned her body and soul, part of her fearing her future, while another part excited by it. She kept telling herself to fight those dark forbidden thoughts, yet warmth was already spreading through her loins, her body already marked by her submission.

She quickly bathed and cleaned herself, dressing in her usual skirt and blouse, going over in her mind all the things she needed to do this day. She stood in front of her mirror, braiding her hair this time and pinning it up, quickly making sure she was presentable.

In the kitchen she met Mrs. Carmichael who handed her a list of names, apparently there was to be a small dinner party this evening. Mary Beth felt a chill run up her spine when she spotted that smirk on the housekeepers face and she handed the paper back to the lady.

“I’m just the Nanny, if Mr. Cartwright is having guests this evening, I don’t see why I would need to know about them. I’ll just have dinner earlier so I won’t disturb him.”

Mrs. Carmichael laughed loudly, handed her back the list, telling her she could go discuss that with Him. Mary Beth shrugged, innocently, although still feeling rather eerie about that smug look, but decided after she took care of this morning’s chores with the child, she would go find out what this was about.

 

[cgraven]

“I’m just the Nanny, if Mr. Cartwright is having guests this evening, I don’t see why I would need to know about them. I’ll just have dinner earlier so I won’t disturb him.”

Mrs. Carmichael mocking laughter filed the kitchen as she handed the naive Nanny back the guest list. For now that the illusion of propriety, even if just with in the house on the hill over looking Adams, was shattered Mrs. Carmichael knew that the Master of the house’s Dark desires could no longer be kept in check and that the young teen beauty would serve those desires with her luscious little body. The Master need not express his desires for Carmichael knew them all to well, she busied her self preparing for the evenings desert, the exotic fruits gathered, the cream whipped stiff till it formed little peaks, then set in the chill box now al that was needed was the desert itself.

When Mary Beth presented herself to Mathew Cartwright late that afternoon he readily agreed that the young beauty take her meal separately and early from his guests. Just as she was about to leave his deep soft voice stopped her dead in her tracks.

“Miss Bradley you will be joining us for desert.”

Cartwright paused just a moment.

“Report to Mrs. Carmichael in the Kitchen at 10PM………..Your dismissed.”

At the appointed hour Mrs. Carmichael had the chilled Whipped cream, cherries, Raspberries, Strawberries and bananas ready. When Mary Beth entered the kitchen.

Hurry girl and strip naked I need to decorate you, Miss Bradley for you shall serve as the gentleman’s desert.

Then a most evil grin spread across the old woman’s face. Or shall I strip you girl?”

 

[BrightStar]

So, I was to be dessert for Him and His friends tonight and looking at my decorations, I already felt several chills run down my spine, fear, anxiety, excitement, embarrassment all these emotions came to the surface. Good Lord, He wasn’t just going to have me for himself, but share me as well. How was I going to manage this without falling to pieces? And damn if this old lady wasn’t looking like Satan’s evil twin sister ready to pounce on me.

“I’m quite capable of undressing Mrs. Carmichael,”

With determination and a stern look at her, wanting to wipe that evil smirk right off her face, I stripped off my clothes. Just when she moved closer, the chilled whipped cream in hand, I quickly snatched it from her.

“And I’m quite capable of decorating myself for Him. After all, if I am to learn what He desires, I seriously doubt an old hag like you would do me justice.”

If looks could kill, I would have died right there. That evil grin and the way her eyes were oogling my nakedness when she tried to approach me again, actually got a scornful laugh from me, stopping her again.

“I will do this myself, but if you must, go ahead and watch me. At least you can see and fantasize about what you’ll never have!”

I positioned myself sitting on top of the cart that I noticed, figuring that was what I was being served on and damn if I didn’t feel slightly giddy thinking about what was in store for me. Now I wore the look of the devil on my face, grinning at her while I scooped the whipped cream out and with every intentions of taunting the bitch, painted my tits with the cold cream. Right away my nipples got hard, poking up through the cream and I shivered all over from the chill. I continued with the cream, spreading my legs so that I covered my bare pussy with it.

The fruit now ready to be placed, I first added the strawberries in a heart shaped form around the whipped cream covering my pussy, and peeling the banana, dipped it part way in my rather wet cunt, dropping a few raspberries on top of the cream. I laid back on the cool cart, now circling the strawberries around my breasts, finishing off with raspberries on my nipples and in my navel. I left some whipped cream and fruit in a bowl between my legs, just in case I was to be flipped over to decorate my ass. Spread eagle and decorated, lying on the cart, I smiled at the evil witch.

“You can take me to Him now, I’m ready.”

 

[cgraven]

The dinner had been formal old friends, men of means and substance gathered round the table, the most respectable of men in the public eye, yet all shared a dark longing. They had withdrawn to the billiard room for cigars and brandy, then rattle of the wheeled cart bearing desert caught Mathew Cartwright’s attention.

Gentlemen I do believe your desert has arrived.

The expressions on their faces pleased Cartwright as shock first spread across their stern countenance as they caught their first glimpse of Mary Beth the shimmering fire of her silken tress drawn tightly back, her body decorated with whipped cream her nubile beauty clearly displayed for their pleasures. He smiled to himself as he took his teen age Nanny in from head to toe. The strawberries in a heart shaped form around the whipped cream covering the young beauty’s pussy, the banana, dipped part way into her rather succulent cunt, crowned with a few raspberries on top of the cream. Strawberries circling the stunning beauty’s breasts, finishing off with raspberries on her pert nipples and navel. A bow whipped cream and fruit between her alabaster thighs, the girl’s legs spread eagled, just in case His gusts wished to enjoy the dark buttery pleasure of the girl’s tight ass.

The expressions shock that first spread across their stern countenance quickly turned to base lust as they moved towards their desert. Cartwright stood back seemly detached, he watched as their knurled finger dipped into the whipped cream.

“Gentlemen do not be shy she is here to serve your pleasure, nothing is forbidden to you.”

One trembling hand reached for the banana and slowly started to work it in and out of Mary Beth’s cunt, another bent his toothless mouth to claim first a raspberry then the girl’s nipple, then a very corpulent man his face red with his building lust the jowls of his cheeks hanging claim The delightful Miss Bradley’s other nipple. The withered Rev. Cotton the morale pillar of the community fumbled with the buttons of his trousers pulling a mammoth cock out to claim the young Nanny’s mouth. The old lechers where not strangers, but rather Masters of how to manipulate the teenage beauty’s body drawing reparative orgasms from her. They licked , nibbled, and diddled, Mary Beth till she quivered, bucked and weathered in forbidden pleasure. Every trace of cream and fruit was consumed, and still Cartwright observed the taking of the girl.


What a naughty Little tart you are My dear.

The Rev. Cotton chided Mary Beth after cuming deep with in her sweet mouth and throat.

” What a wicked girl you are I fear you must be chastised.”

Mary Beth was placed on the Billiard Table on her hands and knees. Over the prone figure of the ponderous man., another knelt before her to claim her mouth, Cotton now began to spank her as one prepared to take her tight little ass.

 

[BrightStar]

Of all the things Mary Beth had done at the cat house, none of that had prepared her for all the things that Mr. Cartwright was having her go through. It mattered not what the gentleman looked like or even their ages, the way they had eaten and lapped up the fruit and cream from her body had her body writhing in orgasmic ecstasy.

Cum still dripped down her chin when she was placed on the billiard table on all fours, such a wicked position with both her ass and cunt exposed for their pleasure. Her tits dangling and teasing the man’s mouth she was sprawled over. Her pussy and thighs dripping from her own juices and the shocking crack to her ass made her moan on one man’s cock when he shoved it in her mouth. She glanced over at Mr. Cartwright, seeing the pleasure he was getting as the men began to take her.

Mary Beth sucked the throbbing prick that was fucking her mouth with pleasure, groaning while her ass was being cracked and turning a bright red. The man she towered over easily bit down on her nipple and slipped his cock into her tight wet twat, taking her pussy adding pleasure to the pain administered to her ass and nipple. Again and again, they manipulated the young teen, giving her several more orgasms.

 

[cgraven]

Ah Mary Beth made him proud as she entertained his guests, her little head bobbing up and down as she suckled the man who had claimed her sweet mouth, he smiled as she sensually lowered her sweet moist pussy to claim the waiting cock she so desired. The Rev Cotton’s hand had painted her firm little derrière the loveliest shade of scarlet.

Matthew Cartwright reveled in his teenaged Nanny’s roans and sighs of wanton pleasure, punctuated by whimpers of pain as her nipples where nipped and mauled . His Smiled broadened as the young beauty squealed when the good Ravened claimed her nearly virgin ass.

“Miss Bradley you please me child,……… and make me proud”

He rose from his chair and kissed the top of her bobbing little head. Taking his seat again.

“Miss Bradley show them how wicked you can truly be and I shall grant you your nipple rings.”