Kara’ Promises

Kara started stirring from slumber, believing she had dreamt such sinful dreams. Why would she have dreamt of that man and her and ….she could barely think about what she did, yet the visions were so real. Even her body felt sore all over, not just her rosy bottom, which that she remembered well, wanting to forget it completely.

The spanking had brought out evil pleasures, she thought to herself, and made her body do things she didn’t want it to. How that was possible she didn’t understand, but she knew she had to obey unless she wanted another spanking like that.

Waking up a bit more, she could feel the heat of a body next to her. Her arms wrapped around the body with her leg across it. She felt a cold shiver go down her spine. The memories coming more in to focus as she saw herself naked, giving herself to Singee, so real she could remember the taste of his cum in her mouth, the feel of his hands and lips all over her body, hearing herself beg for more and more, feeling the sharp pain and then more and more pleasure ravishing her body until it no longer could move.

She tightened her eyes closed, not wanting to open them to see who was in bed with her, or whose bed she was in. It had to be a dream, she never would have acted like that, she told herself, practically praying that it was a dream, just a bad dream that she had so sinfully engaged in.

Then she felt the body move just a little and she opened her eyes to the sight of Singee, naked, and her holding onto him as if he would slip from away from her.

“NO….NO…this can’t be…” she howled, immediately breaking away from Singee to cower, naked at the corner of the bed the farthest away from him she could get.
Her howling cry woke Mr. Singee up immediately and he saw her, naked in the corner, her knees up and her arms tightly wrapped around her knees.

“We didn’t…you didn’t…” she couldn’t bring herself to say the words out loud. She stared at him with her dark blue eyes, blinded by the hatred she felt in the beginning. “What did you do to me to act that way?” she demanded, her body blushing crimson.

He remained silent with a dark smile on his face and in his dark brown eyes looking at her.

“Did I really beg you to take me, to pleasure me, more and more? Was that really me?” she asked softly, praying that he would tell her no, yet she knew it to be true now, considering how they woke up together.

“Something had to be wrong with me, maybe the spanking, or maybe I’ve just lost my mind and went crazy…this is just all sooooo very wrong…..”

She placed her head down in on her knees and wept.
 
The Master of Grey Friars Abbey had waited hours for this moment as he watched Kara begin to slowly wake. Oh how delicious the way she stilled like a frighten little rabbit, her eyes tightly closed, as if she did not see what she knew must be true, all her girlish fears would disappear. Yet despite her best efforts those stunningly expressive dark blue eyes did flutter opened and all the worst of her girlish fears came frighteningly real.

“NO….NO…this can’t be…”

Corwin watched as the gorgeous naked little beauty scurried across Singee’s bed to the furthest corner from him her knees drawn up to her chest in a desperate attempt to hide her naked perfection from a man that new Kara most intimately, knew every inch of her gorgeous young body and had enjoyed her sweet innocent charms.

“We didn’t…you didn’t………What did you do to me to act that way?”

Every emotion that ripped through the girl flashed in the clear innocent depth of her eyes as she struggled to understand.

“Did I really beg you to take me, to pleasure me, more and more? Was that really me?”

Oh the forlorn hope that shimmered in Kara’s stunning blue eyes.

“Something had to be wrong with me, maybe the spanking, or maybe I’ve just lost my mind and went crazy…this is just all sooooo very wrong…..”

There was no need for Singee to answer her as the memories of her sinful, wanton behavior came crashing down around her. The way she work the stains of their combined passion staining the sheets of the bed and the condemnation of the crimson stain that hold Kara she had given her precious virginity to the man that quietly lay beside her. Kara’s golden head slowly bowed to her knees and she wept.

Singee gathered Kara into his arms ignoring her pitiful struggles. He cradled sobbing young beauty as if she were a lost child until her anger had subsided.

“Yes Miss Covington you really did beg me to pleasure you…….”

His dark commanding smoky brown eyes softly, but firmly, held her dark blue eyes captive as surely as the silken ties had held her wrests.


“There is nothing wrong with you Miss Covington……..”

Those seductive brown eyes smiled down in to hers.

“….quite the contrary Miss Covington you were perfect and most pleasing.”

The tip of his finger tenderly brushed away a stray golden hair from her face. His dark sensual voice curled around Kara’s senses warm, comforting, and reassuring.

Corwin watched on the edge of his seat, in the darkness of his hiding place, as Singee once more began to seduce the young confused innocent. He did not condemn her, or berate Kara for her sinfulness but rather reassured her that she was a very good girl a very pleasing girl. This time there would be no need for the opiate. Singee lifted the sobbing beauty’s chin with a single finger. He cupped her face with both hands and tenderly wiped her tears away with his thumbs. His lips were a breath away from Kara’s,

“Miss Covington……..”

Her name slipped from his lips as if it were a soft prayer. A prayer that called to a little vixen that had so sweetly begged for More.
 
She had tried to struggle out of his arms as he held her, her sobs continuing as he spoke to her, soft and seductive. The voice she remembered oh so well. The voice she now wanted to put out of her head and go deaf so that she would not be that sinful creature she had been the night before.

“There is nothing wrong with you Miss Covington……..quite the contrary Miss Covington you were perfect and most pleasing.”

“I don’t want to hear that, not ever…” she whispered, her sobs slowly down as his voice seemed to be caressing her.

He told her the opposite of what her very core had believed, he told her she was a good girl, a pleasing girl, that’s what she was meant to do. All the while inside she fought him, she knew it was bad to feel that way, bad to give yourself to someone like that, sinful and you would go to hell for that. She was doomed.

But his voice did not stop, seducing and caressing her with words that challenged her morals, the virtues she was raised on. Whether she wanted to or not, she was hearing him, she could not block the voice, nor block the stirring he had raised in her, as much as she fought it.

When he lifted her chin up to his eyes and wiped away the tears, there was a slight smoldering look in her soft blue eyes. Almost as if she were drugged, but she was not and she tried fighting it.

“Miss Covington……..”

She looked at him and sighed deeply, half of her wanting to please him, kiss him….the other half tried desperately to feel that hatred, betrayal anything that would push these thoughts from her mind.

“What are my duties for my new job? And what will I wear?” she asked, her voice trembling, hiding the fact that she wanted him, but her eyes told him otherwise.
 
“What are my duties for my new job? And what will I wear?”

That very question caused panic to rise in Edward James Corwin. If his Major Domo told the skittish little beauty that she was to become the Master’s concubine Miss Kara Covington would surely flee Grey Friars Abbey no matter how much her family was depending on her.

Mr. Singee held those questioning stunning blue eyes gently captive with his dark brown eyes. Kara trembling asked question could not hide from Singee that was not what she wanted. Her sweet young innocent soul was laid bear to him in the clear depth of those stunningly expressive eyes. Oh yes he saw that brilliant sapphire fire blazing in their depths, but it was not a fire of hatred, but one of longing, longing for More. Singee lips pressed to Kara’s in a soft kiss. Each time she drew away, tried to deny what her gorgeous young body hungered for, he reclaimed those sweet moist ripe lips drawing Kara once more into his seductive web to trap her with her own dark sinful desires. Singee had let the kiss linger till they shared the same life giving breath. When his lips parted from hers he breathed,

“More Miss Covington….”


The spider so sweetly so seductively inviting the pretty little butter fly into his seductive web.

Corwin watched the little tableau play out before him. Watched as Singee masterfully used the confused and oh so vulnerable little beauty’s own secret desires against her as he slowly drew her supple naked young body to his once more. His scent, her own sweet musky arousal filled Kara’s nostrils, the feel of her naked flesh against his, so intoxicatingly seductive, far more so than the opiate that had freed Kara from her pious and prim and proper past.

“More”

That soft seductive temptation once more coming to the young innocent. Once more tempting her to surrender completely to this man that brought her such sinful pleasure.
 
She tried to fight the feelings welled up in her, not wanting to surrender to his kiss. But as it deepened she felt the sparks ignite as she did the night before. Her body felt warm, almost hot against his, she could smell the scent of his and her arousal and though her mind kept telling her no, this is naughty, her body kept telling her and Singee, ‘yes, yes I need this’

“More”

The very word hit the nerve that went directly to the core of her sex, making it ache for his touch, for the sinful pleasure he had given her. Even if her mind kept saying no, she finally shut it out. She arched her body against his, feeling her breasts rub against his chest.

“More”

She finally whispered, the will and arousal of her body stronger than that of her mind.
 
The Master of Grey Friars Abbey watched as Kara’s will to resist Singee’s seduction danced and flickered like the flame of a candle in the evening breeze. A breeze that suddenly be came a gale. Corwin watched as that weak little flame of resistance flickered out as the little golden beauty softly breathed a single word.

“More”

Singee knew she was his when Kara finally whispered that single word. Her pious will surrendering to the carnal demands of her of her gorgeous treacherous young body and its dark lust for the pleasure this he could bring to her. This time there was no opiate to dull her senses, this time the full sexual joy that could be hers crashed down around her and swept Kara to even greater highest of sinfully forbidden pleasure. There was a dark cruelty in the tender way that he took Kara. He was all that a young virgin dreamed of how her wedding night would be but seldom was. He was gentle with her, catering to her pleasure before his own, and in that cruel kindness binding her to him, addicting her to the carnal pleasures that had her screaming in ecstasy, and training the little golden haired beauty to be the Master of Grey Friars Abbey’s newest concubine.

How long Kara languished in weathering white hot pleasure in Singee’s bed she would never know. All she knew is she woke as before her tawny golden head resting on his chest, her arms wrapped around Singee, clutching him to her and her hip and leg thrown over him possessively, lest he slip from her gorgeous greedy young body. This time Kara would know where she was, what she had done and who had shown her more pleasure than any creature on earth ever had.

When her soft dark blue eyes finally fluttered opened Singee brushed her moist ripe lips with a sensual little Kiss.

“ You asked about your new uniform Miss Covington.”

Singee smiled as he slipped from Kara’s arms, allowing her to see his naked body from head to foot for the first time. When he returned he carried a silken gown.

“Try it on Miss Covington I wish to see how it fits.”

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As those stunning blue eyes grew wide at the sight of it the back of Singee’s hand softly caressed her Kara’s cheek.

“ I am sure you will look quite fetching in it Miss Covington.”

Then he laid the robe he had given her to wear for what no seemed so long ago.

“And this you will wear for me my sweet Vixen!”

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Kara had slept soundly all night with her body wrapped around Singee’s, possessively. This time when she woke, she smiled as he brushed a kiss on her lips. She sat up, stretching her arms high above her head with a smile on her face. Then she saw him get up out of bed, she watched him walk around naked and was in awe of the mans physique, admiring his figure. He was tall, muscular, such a handsome man and one that showed his strength just in the way he walked. When he walked back to her handing her the silken robe, her hand felt the silken material, how soft, how elegant this dress looked. Something much too good for her to wear, she thought to herself.

“Try it on Miss Covington I wish to see how it fits.”

Her eyes grew wide, she felt like she didn’t deserve such a beautiful dress to wear, but Singee caressed her cheek.

“ I am sure you will look quite fetching in it Miss Covington.”

Then he laid the robe she wore the other night down on the bed.

And this you will wear for me my sweet Vixen!”

She blushed a light shade of pink and smiled up at him. Then she looked back down at the dress feeling it once again.

“This is such fine material and so much more beautiful than I am,” she whispered, but stood up as was told. She slipped the dress down over her head and the silk felt like it was caressing her body, just like Singee had caressed her body.

“Oh, this feels so wonderful, how does it look?”

She asked as she slowly turned around for him.
 
Kara’s innocent dark blue eyes went as big as saucers when Singee told her to try on her new uniform. Oh how adorable she was as her dainty little hand shyly touched the silken dress. Then when he showed Kara the black silk robe that would barely cover the seductive curve of her firm little ass she blushed the loveliest shade of pink from the tip of her little button nose to the tip of her toes. Yet it was the dark blue embroidered dress that festinated her,

“This is such fine material and so much more beautiful than I am,”

Singee was amazed at Kara’s softly whispered statement, could in be that this young innocent did not know how truly beautiful she was? His thoughts were interrupted as Kara slipped the dress over her head. It was all he could do not to laugh as the gorgeous young beauty shimmied into the dress.

“Oh, this feels so wonderful, how does it look?”


Kara asked as she did a little pirouette so he could see her from every angle. Singee smiled into Kara’s eyes that shown as excitedly, as eager as a schoolgirl to see if Singee approved of her gorgeous new uniform. He study the way the gown fit his little vixen the high collar caressing her slender neck just under her chin. The furgal slit going nearly to her hip so that it would bare her shapely leg all the way to Kara’s upper thigh.

“ It is beautiful Miss Covington…….al most as beautiful as you my sweet little Vixen.”

His lips fleetingly brushed the young girl’s in a softly sensual Kiss.

“Now let us see how this fits you.”


Singee’s hands swept down to indicate the scandalous little black silken rob that lay upon the bed. But before Kara could start to pull the dress over her head. His fingers loosed the top silken not that held the collar of the dress closed. His finger moved to the next at her shoulder. His hand brushed across the swell of Kara’s breast as the next silken closures surrendered to his nimble fingers the last two, one at Kara’s waist the other at low on the shapely curve of her firm little derrière parted to leave her young body bared to him once more.

“You are gorgeous Miss Covington.”

There was no attempt to beguile or flatter her, just the ring of a simple truth.

“I wish to see how you looked when you first came to me my sweet Vixen”

Singee held out the short little black silk robe trimmed in scarlet. His soft words reinforcing in Kara’s drugged dimmed memories that it was she that came to him, she that had seduced Singee.
 
“ It is beautiful Miss Covington…….al most as beautiful as you my sweet little Vixen.”

Kara blushed at his comment although now that she had the dress on, she felt almost as beautiful as the dress. She liked how it hugged her body and the sexy way it showed off her leg, even revealing her upper thigh.

“Now let us see how this fits you.”

She saw him holding up the sensual seductive black robe although before she had a chance to take undress, Singee was already working the buttons on the silken dress. His fingers seemed to caress her ivory flesh, causing delightful chills all over. His fingers were soft and seductive as he undid the last button and parted the dress. Another shiver went thru her as he now seductively looked at her nakedness.

“You are gorgeous Miss Covington. I wish to see how you looked when you first came to me my sweet Vixen”

Her entire body blushed a soft pink as she was reminded of the dance she had performed when she first came to him. She remembered how she came to him, seducing him, begging for more with a promise of pleasure each time. These memories and other memories came to mind and she felt the heat of arousal building once again. The pleasure he promised her was so overwhelming, even though she knew how sinful it was, she wanted it…him… all the more.

Kara slipped into the robe and shivered, another reminder of that evening and how she had felt so aroused and euphoric that evening. With the robe on she looked directly into Singee’s dark brown eyes, held there by the seduction she saw in them. She felt the same arousal, and knew that it was her that had seduced him and gave him her most precious gift of virginity.

“Do I look the same as that night, Mr. Singee?” She asked, the tone in her voice had changed, a bit deeper and much more sensual.
 
Corwin watched mesmerized as the sweet golden beauty stood there before Singee seductively held Kara’s dress open and smiled into her dark blue as he looked on her innocent naked perfection. The Master of Grey Friars Abbey edged closer to the two way mirror as his Major Domo slipped the dress from the girl’s shoulders. He loved the way she demurely dropped her eyes from her seducers dark brown eyes as her entire body blushed a soft pink at some private memory.

Corwin had commanded that Singee take the girl’s virginity and to train her to the addictive joys of sex. He was to ensure the young beauty would hunger for that sinful carnal pleasure. Singee knew how ever that if Kara was to succumb and accept her new role at Grey Friars Abbey as the Master’s concubine then she must be trained to do more than just submit. So he had taken his time to ensure that Miss Kara Covington would truly believe that was she who had seduced him. Singee smiled to him self as the sweet little innocent softly asked.

“Do I look the same as that night, Mr. Singee?”

Kara asked, the tone of her sweet angelic voice had changed, a bit deeper, huskier and much more sensual as she stood before him now boldly looking directly into Singee’s dark brown eyes, held there by the seduction she saw in them. He saw felt the same arousal as when she had been drugged. He could see in the clear depth of those stunning blue eyes the belief that it was she that had seduced him That it was she who willingly gave him her most precious gift of virginity.

“ Yes Miss Covington……”

The back of his hand caressed Kara’s cheek. So soft so gentle dark brown bronzed skin against pure flawless lily white skin. The moment of truth was up on him would she now truly try and seduce him?

“……..Yes my sweet vixen only more beautiful now………”

Singee let his hand drop from her cheek and softly sensually breathed ,

“Dance for me once more.”
 
When she heard the music start she began to sway her hips back and forth to the sound of the music. The silken robe caressing her naked body, adding to her arousal, her nipples erect and now tingling as she danced, smiling and enjoying it. She would slowly sway closer to Singee, brushing her fingers against his chest and then move away.

“Oh I love dancing,” she whispered, her body moving to the music, her hips swaying, her ass firm and still red from the previous day. That didn’t matter to her any more. She danced all the while teasing Singee with her body as she would move and brush up against him, a finger touch run down his chest, down further but stopping just above his cock.

Soon she was lost in the music, her own fingers lifting up her golden blonde hair and letting it fall against her taut nipples. She would go behind Singee and blow a warm stream of air to the back of his neck then turn and let her hair caress his back before she moved away.

Soon her eyes held that dark blue seduction that she had felt when she danced the first time. She slowly started to undo the buttons on the top of the robe, slow and teasingly as she continued her dance. When the buttons on the top were undone, she moved closer to Singee, slightly opening the flap giving him just a peak at her perfectly rounded breasts and very hard little nipples.

Kara moved away again, swirling around as she slowly began unbuttoning the bottom buttons of the robe. As she turned she let it fall open, exposing herself to Singee. She danced closer and rubbed her body from his chest all the way around him and back to his chest. Her breasts brushed against his, her pussy rubbed against his rock hard cock, and then she would move away, dancing more and getting lost in the music as she slowly let the robe slip from her body.

Now there was afire in her eyes, the scent of her arousal in the room as her hands caressed her own body in front of him. She teased and toyed with her nipples, even pinching them a bit till it hurt, but hardened them even more. She ran her fingers down her hip and around to her flattened belly and then down across the soft hair that hid her sex. She teased him as she danced, using her hands on her on body and watched his cock grow long and hard.

As she moved closer to him, she ran a finger along the pink wet folds of her pussy, soaking her fingers and offered him a taste.
 
Corwin had never seen Kara dance; he had only seen her as a shy little virgin trembling as she laid her gorgeous young body across his lap for her punishment. A sacred little rabbit afraid to move less she loose her desperately needed position at Grey Friars Abbey. The sensually seductive creature that now unknowingly preformed for him was quite different than that scared little rabbit. The was a sensual fluid grace to her movements, the seductive way her hips swaying, and her firm little derrière, still red from the previous day, swayed so invitingly all the while teasing Singee with her body as she would move and brush up against him, her delicate finger running down hi broad brown chest, so daringly erotic until stopping just above his cock.

The Master of Grey Friars Abbey breath caught as he saw that Kara’s eyes held a dark blue seduction as she slowly started to undo the buttons on the top of the robe. So slow, so seductively teasing as she continued her dance, her seduction of Singee. It was all that he could do to keep from bursting from his hiding place and ravishing the young golden haired beauty as opened the flap of her robe giving him just a peak at her perfectly rounded breasts and very hard little nipples. Corwin was breathless his cock painfully straining against the confines of his clothing, aching to be released, aching for relief. He was panting and squirming in his seat as Kara rubbed her magnificent, supple, nude, young body against Singee, her pale soft lily white skin in sharp contrast to his dark brown bronzed skin. She ran her fingers down her hip and around to her flattened belly and then down across the soft sparse tawny Golden Fleece that hid her sex. She teased him as she danced, using her hands so seductively on her gorgeous young body, while those stunningly beautiful dark blue eyes so seductively teasing and erotically inviting begging Singee for More as she danced.

Corwin’s fingers were wrapped around his cock seeking the relief he now so desperately needed as Kara moved closer to Singee. He watched in dark lustful passion as the wanton young beauty ran a finger along the pink wet folds of her pussy soaking her fingers with her own dew nectar and offered him a taste. He gasped as he saw Singee’s lips part to suckle those so sweetly offered fingers clean. As his lips were “O”ed around Kara’s fingers His hand shot out fingers tightly entwining in her silken golden mane, then his mouth was pressed to the young girl’s in a savage primal kiss. Kara could taste her own sinful arousal in that kiss. Singee turned the young girl forcefully around and bent her over the rail of the foot board of his bed. He spread her legs wide as he pressed his iron corked cock to her firm little ass. His fingers still tightly entwined in her golden hair Singee snapped her head back. And her face to him by her tawny golden hair as he whispered

More

This time he did not wait for her answer but guided his cock to Kara’s hot dripping pink folds and in one swift thrust he rammed his cock home in the girl’s tight little pussy as he took Kara Covington hard and fast.

Corwin stifled is groan gasp of release as he saw the young beauty taken so forcefully.
 
Kara was stunned at first how Singee had swung his arm out and weaved it around her hair pulling her so hard to him. Then his lips came crashing down on hers. The flame deep inside had already started simmering, the kiss passionate making her heart pound and her pulse race. Their bodies crushed together, this time by his doing. Yet was it really, she thought. But there were no more thoughts, it was just the kiss and her passion ignited, responding just as he did, a mix of taking and being taken between both of them.

Suddenly she found herself bent over a rail, her red ass in the air, her feet barely touching the floor.

“More”

She had heard him say, only this time it was more like a command then a question. She cried out with pleasure as he slammed his hard cock into her wet pussy.

“Oh yessss….”

She continued crying out her pleasure as he pounded her from behind, causing her to cum right from the first. But he didn’t stop there he kept it up, the force and power of his thrusts driving her heated desire to an overwhelming succession of orgasms. Always wanting more from him, experiencing more from him.

Sounds of his body slapping against her already heated ass surrounded the room along with the scents of arousal. The mix of pleasure and pain once again merging to become that of pleasure on top of pleasure.

Her mind only wrapping around the pleasure, not on the sinful nature of what they were doing.
 
Edward James Corwin esquire Master of Grey Friars Abbey was madly stroking his own manhood as he watched in utter amazement at the sweet little golden haired beauty’s reaction to the violent way that Singee took her. He was cuming by the time Kara’s body was bent over the brass rail at the foot of Singee’s bed, forced up an to her tip toes with each violent thrust into her tight nearly virginal little cunt as she screamed over and over again,

“Oh yessss….”

Singee’s dark brown bronze body molded to Miss Kara Covington’s soft, pure, flawless, lily white body as she was swept away in a tidal wave of cascading orgasms that left her only wanting More. Corwin here their bodies slapping together as Singee mercilessly fucked the gorgeous little blonde. His hand came down on her sweet, still red, tight little ass with a resounding,

SMACK

MORE Miss Covington!

It was a statement rather than a question as Singee’s dark brown hand came down hard once more on Kara’s rosy pink ass.

SMACK


Corwin watched as his Major Domo mingled pain and pleasure until Kara could not tell one from the other only that she was being swept away in a blinding white series of sensations that would leave her spent and exhausted, her gorgeous young body drench in sweat, shimmering the most sensual shade of gold and her firm little ass the most seductive shade of deep crimson as she was left gasping and panting in the warm after glow of her sexual ecstasy. It was then and only then that Singee once more thrust up into her fertile young body, his cock buried to the hilt as his potent seed filled her virginal womb.

Singee slipped from the young inexperienced little golden haired beauty he watched as she slid to her knees cling to his body for support. His fingers tenderly ran through the girl’s tawny golden hair. He let her silken mane drip from his finger tips as if it were liquid gold.

“Rest my little vixen for soon he will summon you and you must go to the Master and assume your new duties.”

Singee’s voice was dark sensual seductive and compelling as he whispered top Kara.

Edward James Corwin esquire Master of Grey Friars Abbey leaned back panting in the darkness his hands soiled by his own seed for lust to possess the young beauty body and soul.
 
The first Smack came as a complete surprise, yet the wanton young woman moaned with pleasure. As the smacks became regular, once again she was taken to the point of no return. That euphoric place where the pain and pleasure mix, becoming one and she rode the tidal waves of pleasure over and over again until she was completely spent and exhausted.

Two days she had of this and she could no longer say she didn’t enjoy every moment she had of it, no matter how her mind kept throwing those negative thoughts her way. She had begged for more because she wanted more and that was exactly what she got, until she could go no longer. Her ass stung like the branding iron she had felt the other night, yet her whole being shook from the pleasure she had received. She had been graced with the pleasure of his seed finally, knowing that she had pleased him as much as he had her, she collapsed, clinging to Singee for support before being helped to the bed where she finally laid down.

“Rest my little vixen for soon he will summon you and you must go to the Master and assume your new duties.”

His voice was sensual and seductive, yet hearing she would be summoned by Corwin caused her to tremble inside. She could not help wondering what he would want of her and what her duties were to be. But before she could ask Singee, she fell sound asleep, her body exhausted.
 
Edward James Corwin esquire Master of Grey Friars Abbey was very much in need of a change of wardrobe as the little golden headed maid slid to her knees cling to Singee’s body for support. How Corwin wished that it was his fingers tenderly running through the girl’s tawny golden hair. His that let her silken mane drip from his finger tips as if it were liquid gold.

Soon, soon!

He muttered to himself as he watched his Major Domo sweet the stunning Miss Covington’s gorgeous nude body into his arms as if she was light as a feather. Corwin watched with lustful envy as Singee laid her supple young body once more on his bed. Edward Corwin was about to rise and attend to his soil wardrobe when he saw Singee go to the water closet adjoining his rooms.

What was that foreign dark devil up to now.

The thought leapt to the Esquire’s mind as he tarried in his dark hiding place.

Soon the Major Domo returned with a basin of steaming water and his shaving kit. The master of Grey Friars Abbey watched in wonderment as Singee lathered Kara’s Tawny golden pussy. Then the Esquire saw the glint of light from the straight razor just before Singee touched the cold steel to Kara’s soft warm supple flesh.. Slowly seductively he shaved the girl’s Mon’s. Each seductive pass of the razor left nothing but bare flesh in its wake. When Kara was shaved bare as the day she was born Singee kissed her now naked little pussy.

He smiled as he crawled into bed next to the wanton little golden beauty knowing Corwin watch. Knowing he would have to see his dark brown bronzed servant take the pure little lily white maid one more time and he knew Corwin would hate it but not be able to draw himself away .
 
Kara was scared and shocked when she saw that Singee had a razor close to her golden fleece. When he began to shave her, she did not understand but accepted that this was what he preferred. And wanting to please, she said nothing and kept still until he was done.

She was happy to receive the warmth of his body as he slipped in bed next to her. She curled up close to him, wrapping herself around him as she had done before. Soon she was sound asleep.

The dreams come to her soon after she is asleep…they are confusing, a mixture of the past two days events only with Corwin there watching them, taking pleasure in them, her dreams are not clear, just images here and there.

Kara tosses and turns in her sleep, soft moans escape her as she sleeps.

Singee is there, naked, so sexy, his brown bronze skin glowing with approval as she is being stripped by Corwin, roughly the clothes are torn from her body, Singee says nothing, does nothing, allowing Corwin to continue until she is naked and looking for a way to escape…there is no escape….his hand pulls her by the hair, his other hand crushing her breast, fondling it…then not one not two but three fingers pushing hard up into her womb, in and out, in and out till she is dripping on the floor…

He yells at her…she will be punished he says…he orders Singee to…

“NO…” she cries out in her sleep, waking her out of this dark dream. She is panting and her ass feels raw. The dream has confused her, and she clings to Singee even tighter, believing he would never allow that to happen. Once again she is sleeping, tossing and turning, alone with her dark dreams.
 
“NO…”

The staggered gasped whimper comes in the night as his little vixen’s dark haunting dreams awakes her. Soon she is in the encircling security of Singee’s dark arms his body spooned to her gorgeous supple young body his hard cock pressed to her raw little ass. He holds her tightly to him as the young tawny haired beauty tosses and turns captive of her dark dreams.

When the tussled haired beauty wakens the sun is already high in the morning sky. Singee see the panic in the young girl’s eyes. Her hand flying to her mouth.

“Miss Covington the breakfast trays are no longer your concern.”

Singee smiled down into Kara’s eyes and handed her a cup of tea. He knew that she was to present herself to the Master today to start her new duties as his personal maid. As on that first day it had a little something extra to relax the tawny golden haired beauty, some thing to dampen her pious upbringing, and to excite that magnificent young body of hers. A little something to help maker easer prey for the Master’s lust. He watched as she drank her tea and the little breakfast he had prepared for her his parting gift to make her new duties more bearable.

“Time to dress my sweet Vixen.”

He held the stunning blue dress open for her, enfolded her in it as his hands seductively caressed her breasts while fastening the silken knots that would hold it closed till the Master unveiled her later. Singee gave Kara a pair of midnight blue silken heels to wear..

The Master will want your hair up Miss Covington but something more stylish than a bun…. Sit!”

Singee brushed Kara’s hair till it shimmered like molten gold. Then he drew it into a tight French braid. There would be nothing to hide the young innocent’s naked perfection from the Master.

“ If you need help with your hair in the next day or so then come to me Miss Covington.”

Singee had Kara do a little pirouette so he could see her from every angle to make sure all was perfect.

“Do you remember the rules of Grey Friars Abbey Miss Covington?”

Singee listened intently as she softly and dutiful recited them.

“Go to your Master he is on the third floor the second door on the right.

He sent the hapless young beauty to the room where Corwin’s wife lay in a coma in her sick bed . Sent her into the man who lusted for her youth and beauty.
 
When she awakens, she has forgot for a moment about where she was and all she could think about was getting the breakfast ready.

“Miss Covington the breakfast trays are no longer your concern.”

“Oh right, I am Mr. Corwin’s personal maid now.

“Time to dress my sweet Vixen.”

He is handing her the silk blue beautiful dress that she was so fascinated with yesterday. She allows him to hold it open for her to put her arms into the dress. He caressed her breasts causing her to moan as he slipped it on her and did the buttons on the dress. Then he turned around giving her midnight blue heels to wear with it. She quickly put them on and was surprised to see that they fit her perfectly.

The Master will want your hair up Miss Covington but something more stylish than a bun…. Sit!”

She sat as he brushed her hair and with each stroke of the brush her senses seem to come to life. She had made a beautiful French braid in her hair and when she looked in the mirror, she could barely believe it was her in the mirror.

“ If you need help with your hair in the next day or so then come to me Miss Covington.”

“Does that mean I won’t be seeing you for the next few days?’ she asked, her spirits dropping now that she understood this much.

“Go to your Master he is on the third floor the second door on the right.

“You’re sending me there alone? You won’t be there now? I’m not sure I like that. Why can’t you go with me?” she asked, almost pleading with him to go with her.

All he did was send the young woman on her way, alone, to Mr. Corwin’s room. Kara’s legs trembled a bit as well as the rest of her body when she reached his room. She knocked on the door waiting for him to either tell her to come in or to answer the door. She could feel the color draining from her face as she stood there.

Edward
 
Edward James Corwin Esquire was haunted by visions of Miss Covington bent over the brass rail of Singee’s bed as he fucked her tight little cunt. Memories of her screams of ecstasy, while he hid in the dark, as his Major Domo’s dark brown body took her pure lily white young body echoed in his mind. Corwin was consumed by his lust for the gorgeous young beauty.

“Soon,, very soon……..”

He breathed as he steadied himself.

Edward

Corwin squeezed the hand of his invalid wife Chastity as she mumbled incoherently before once more slipping into unconsciousness. The Master of Grey Friars Abbey had taken his time to set just the right image for the naïve young beauty. That of the loving grief stricken husband and lover. Oh how he detested Chastity, she had not satisfied, nor did she have the stamina to meet his particular or peculiar sexual needs when she was young and healthy never mind now in her present semi comatose condition.

Corwin began to grow impatient, he was not a man to be kept waiting. Who did this little creature think she was.

As the thought seized him he squeezed Chastity’s hand harder and a feeble little whimper bubbled from his wife’s parched. Corwin scowled then he calmed himself drawing the mask of the concerned and loving husband as he heard the soft little knock at the bedroom door. He dramatically slump a little in his chair by Chastity’s sick bed his manicured genteel appearance slightly askew as if he had been their for hours rather than less that a quarter hour before he wearily spoke.

“Enter.”

The room that met Kara’s gaze was bright and cheerful. The morning light streaming in through the large casement windows that opened out on to a small balcony over looking Grey Friars Abbey’s gardens. The delicate scent of fresh cut flowers, sandalwood and jasmine filled the room giving it an exotic feeling. The gorgeous young beauty was greeted by Corwin’s carefully crafted little tableau of marital concern.

What Corwin saw was the gorgeous young tawny golden haired beauty standing in the doorway, bathed in the soft golden morning light, giving Kara the appearance of angelic innocence. His cock stiffen at the sight of her, his desire to take her right here in now was almost impossible to resist.

“Come here Miss Covington…”

The master of grey Friars Abbey had just the right note of concern and exhaustion in it to touch the heart of a young naive girl. Just the right note to allay any fears or suspicions she might have.

“Come here stand by me.”

Edward James Corwin could barely disguise his lust for the young maid as she obeyed his command.
 
Kara had never been in this room and she was hesitant at first even when he told her to enter the room. But as she did and she saw how warm and bright it was along with the scent of the flowers, a private balcony, she relaxed a bit.

Then she noticed Mr. Corwin slouching in the chair beside his wife’s bed, holding her hand. She actually for the first time felt sorry for him. It was no wonder his temper was so rough having to watch his loving wife dying right in front of him and there wasn’t anything he could do about it. This tugged at her heart and made her look differently at the Master of the house. He must be totally heartbroken to have to watch this poor young woman dying. His wife, who now left him on his own to dwell in their broken dreams, to be able to only touch her hand must be so frustrating especially if she didn’t even know he was there. Life was so cruel sometimes.

“Come here Miss Covington…”

She heard him say and she walked closer in the room, sadness on her face as she took in the situation.

“Come here stand by me.”

She kept her eyes lowered, especially after uttering his first name, and took her position beside him. The woman probably was beautiful when she had been healthy, Kara thought. And now, such a shame and still so young. She stood quietly beside Corwin as he kept watch over his sickly wife.
 
Edward Corwin watched as the adorable little beauty, the object of his lust and obsession hesitantly enters his wife’s bed chamber. She kept those bold and beautiful dark blue eyes demurely down cast as she came closer as he commanded. Damn but was this tawny golden haired young girl beautiful. There was a seductive sensuality to the way the Oriental dress clung to Kara’s supple young body. The color matched the dark blue shades of the girl’s own eyes, her arms were bared from the subtle curve of her shoulder, and with each step as she came to him her lovely sculptured leg was bared to her upper thigh. Once more his dark passion to possess her at any cost enflamed his lust even as he acted out the little tableau of the grief stricken husband.

The Master of Grey Friars Abbey could feel when the alluring Miss Covington had come to stand by him he could feel the seductively sensual heat of her magnificent young body. He could scent the lingering fragrance of her arousal as the tip of his tongue unconsciously slid across the bow of his parched lips. His arm came up around Kara’s waist in a seductive caress as he placed his unconscious wife’s hand in the young girl’s

“Isn’t she beautiful Miss Covington.”

There was a husky wistful note to his voice, just the right touch of concern and regret. With his arm around Kara’s slender little waist he cupped both Kara’s and Chastity’s hands in his.

“Come sit with us Miss Covington.”

Before Kara could turn and look for a chair. Edward James Corwin Esquire had gently pulled the young beauty down on to his lap. For the second time in two days Miss Kara Covington found herself once more intimately perched upon her Master’s lap. The gorgeous young maid could feel the hard line of his cock stir against the firm curve of her little virgin ass. This time Kara knew what she felt pressing to her through their clothing.
 
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Kara was very surprised by the way Mr. Corwin’s hand came up caressing her waist. She was even more surprised by him when he placed his her hand in his wife’s and his hand covered them both. This all confused her, was he just glad to have someone else there and not feeling so lonely. Wanting someone to share and understand his grief stricken emotions. She really didn’t know.

“Come sit with us Miss Covington.”

She was about to get a chair and bring it to the side of the bed, but before she could, Corwin placed her on his lap. This confused her even more, why would he do such a thing, right in front of his sick wife. She could feel his cock hard against her backside and realized he was turned on, which made her mad. Here she was believing he was so torn up about his wife, yet how could he be and get a hard on too. She wanted to jump off his lap and leave the room. Go back to Singee or go back home.

But she couldn’t jeopardize her job here, it would be too devastating to her family. So she sat there eyes looking down, a pink blush on her face and anger in her heart. She kept silent.
 
The Master of Grey Friars Abbey felt Kara’s supple young body go very stiff when he pulled her down on to his lap and ridged cock. He heard the startled little gasp of surprised outrage before she could stifle it. He loved the way the girl’s cheeks blushed a deep pink with her surprise and embarrassment. Oh what fun he would have with this winsome lass. It was at that moment that two things occurred at once.

The first was that the young maid was setting very prim and proper, given where she was forced to sit. The other was that Chastity Corwin’s pale dove grey eyes fluttered open. Those soft eyes seemed to be able to see past all illusion. As her eyes met Kara’s their was a flash of silent but eloquent anger that quickly soften to a look a the most sincere pity for the lovely young creature on her way ward husbands lap. Then those soft dove gray eyes met her husbands. They darkened with a smoldering cloud of accusation and screamed a silent hatred that made one’s blood run cold just to see it. Then with a heartbroken sigh Chastity Corwin’s eyes soften and went blank, just before they fluttered closed and the young auburn haired beauty was once more lost in the dark catacombs of her own mind, so far, far, away from Grey Friars Abbey and Edward James Corwin.

Corwin had seen the effect that his wife gaze had on the gorgeous little maid. His carefully created tableau evaporated under the accusing gaze of his invalid wife. Corwin let his wife listless hand slip from his.

“Miss Covington if you would be so kind…”

He let the girl slip from his lap to once more to stand beside him.

“Wait for me in the hallway I wish to be alone with Chastity.”

Corwin waited for the stunning tawny golden haired beauty to leave his wife’s bed chamber. His anger was boiling. Who did that little baggage think she was acting so prim and proper. Oh he knew better he had seen her with Singee her golden head thrown back screaming her sinful ecstasy as his dark brown cock and pounded into her tight little white pussy. Slowly the Master of Grey Friars Abbey rose and went to meet Miss Kara Covington in the hall where he had told her to wait for him. It was time to teach the little maid exactly what her new duties were going to be.

“Miss Covington…….”
 
Kara watched as the woman opened her eyes and looked it her. Kara could see some anger but mostly pity from his wife which she didn’t understand. Then she watched as the woman looked at her husband having Kara on his lap. She sat still, quietly watching the two look at each other.

That’s not the look of a woman in love, nor a man either. She looks like she actually hates this man, and why shouldn’t she. He supposed to be caring about her and he has me sitting on his lap with a hard on quite large. She knows him and it’s almost as if she’s warning me somehow, to stay away, but not out of love for the man.

This was all very confusing to Kara, but when Mr. Corwin ushered her off his lap and told her to wait outside the room, she was very relieved. She quickly slipped off his lap and left the room. The tension between the him and his wife could be cut with a knife and all Kara could think about was to get out of there.

Waiting there she wondered what would happen next, would he let her go back to her room. Or were there more things he wanted from her, considering she had aroused him without even trying to. She trembled with this thought, not really wanting to think about what that could bring. She thought about fleeing to her room, perhaps fleeing for home, but just as she shifted standing there she heard him, and his voice was not the gentle soft voice of Singee.

“Miss Covington…..”

“Yes Sir….” she replied, keeping her eyes to the floor.
 
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