The King and his Thief (Closed for cnuvenu)

He'd witness her sag with relief cheek to an arm which was against the floor. "OK, Master... I'll keep it in mind. If in future someone spanks me, to tell you who offended my behind."

After a pause. "Is my jar still by your Throne, Master? Do I need to go fetch it?"

Then a comment of, "I have no issue, Master, fulfilling whatever duties you put to me." Meaning she'd easily do George's job.
 
At that moment William remembered he had seen it by the throne and brought it with him. "No, actually, I brought it up." He said retrieving it from the shelf by his desk. "Are you needing it after your meeting with James?"
 
"...I don't know, Master, the bruises from George, sort of overwhelm everything else." As she exhales softly and seems to shrug some.
 
"If the ointment would help I could put it on for you. I'm very sorry he did that. He wasn't supposed to return but the head butler didn't quite understand my orders. He does now."
 
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Emma spoke softly. "I think I'll need a wash cloth first. James.... enjoyed coating me uh everywhere down there with his seed." She did not think he wanted to touch her while she was soaked in someone else's cum.
 
William huffed in annoyance at what James had done to her. "Off with the clothes and go lay in your bed. I had a tea pot brought up earlier that should still be warm. I'll moisten a rag."

Emma got up gingerly and walked to her room while he poured the, now warm, water over the rag, grabbed the ointment and followed shortly after. He found her naked laying on her stomach in the bed. Stepping forward he sat on the side and gently ran the rag across her bare bottom and between her legs making sure to clean any of James' residue from her.

He then coated his hands with the ointment and began gently rubbing it into her bottom allowing his fingers to trail down it's causing a shiver to course through her body. He then had her roll over so that he could wash her stomach and front side being sure to be gentle in the areas he suspected James had abused.
 
Emma found herself sighing in relaxation as William ensured she was rather clean. As he rubbed the ointment into her ass cheeks she squirmed more. As he made her roll over and he began rubbing it up between her thighs, and into her pussy, it's then she murmured. "...he sort of really, really liked my, behind... deeply.." A subtle blush came to those cheeks. Not because she'd enjoyed deep down what James had done, much more it meant if William wanted to ensure she healed bruising quicker he might need to do things about it.
 
"Oh!" William said as he recalled his comment about George. Maybe they did have similar days. "Let's see if we can't get that fixed up." he said as he pulled her hip to him rolling her back over. Coating his finger liberally with the ointment he slowly pressed it into her, allowing her to stretch to accommodate it before pressing in further. A wriggle of her hips and a soft moan told him he wasn't causing too much discomfort so he pressed his finger in the rest of the way then slowly worked into in and out of her being sure the coat it liberally.
 
Red hair went everywhere again as Emma shivered, softly, a wriggle of hips, a light gentle moan. A vague lift of her hips against the finger within that ass. Before he heard a satisfied sound. This much more that she felt the ointment working. There however was a wry smile from her, "Thank you, Master." More gently said. Then a pause. "Master? Did you remember dinner?" She wasn't sure if he might have remembered food, or not. She certainly hadn't. But if he had, she was very likely to ignore the fact of it, and simply forgo the idea.
 
With the ointment seemingly helping William withdrew his finger from her. “Dinner will be along shortly. I had them hold it until after you arrived.” He said wiping his hands with the damp rag still sitting on the bed. If you want to get dressed I can see about it.

William then stood and exited Emma’s room just as Eliza entered with food along with her breasts yet again hanging out. Once the table was set she left just as Emma stepped out of the room in a fresh dress. “Here we are.” He said as he took a seat and motioned for her to follow.
 
Emma exited her room in the shorter red dress, its scoop neck with laces tied keeping her modest, while it's length flutters carefree to her knees. Leaving her legs bare. With William's sense of rushing her along for food. She found she couldn't blame him. It was late, and even she could feel her tummy wanting to grumble about it.

Emma paid no mind to Eliza's weird way of dressing, putting it down to the girl trying to draw William's eyes. Sitting casually she dipped her head in thanks, then waited for William to start eating. She nibbled slowly then after.
 
As they ate William pondered what he should do with the information Emma gathered. It seemed he should go through the ledger and see if he could identity anyone he knew that he could discuss James’ activities. Maybe get a sense for the depth of his operation and see how it may relate to him. It occurred to him that Emma’s skill with arithmetic may be helpful in getting a sense of the scale.

“After dinner I’d like you to help me go through the ledger and figure out just how much money he’s loaning out and at what cost.” He looked up at her to judge her response. “Oh, I forgot.” He said as he got up to retrieved the sack of coins. “These are yours. I’ll see to it that he doesn’t come asking for them back. Perhaps the money will be helpful to you in some way.”
 
Eliza when she realised at this moment the King wasn't interested, slipped away once she'd served them.

Emma was perhaps also a good deal prettier than Richard!

As she listened to him she looked up, wiping her lips with a napkin and such before she spoke. "I can do that, Master." Yet surprise shows as he passed her back that sack of coins. More than she'd ever seen in her life at one time.

So it was genuine gratitude as she said, "Thankyou, Master." Surprise still on her face. After a moment she spoke softly. "I know a few of shorthand most ... unsavoury folks use. Cant, and others. Might help." She knew because of having been a thief.
 
“You’ve more than earns it.” He said hoping she knew how much he appreciated what she was doing for him. “Great, after dinner we’ll go through it and see what we can find out. I’m hopeful it will help us get to the bottom of things.”

He then sat quietly as he finished his dinner.
 
He might have gone instantly quiet, Emma, blinked for a moment then there was this quiet little amused snicker out of her. Mostly, childishly, because he said bottom of things, and well, he'd just been previously very in-depth in her bottom. Yes, Emma had a sense of humour. After her snicker, she seemed to put a hand over her mouth, and blush, a lot. Then finish off her meal. Waiting till he was done she sorted it all back onto the tray, lifted it and took it out to the hall. Leaving it there. Knowing at some stage Eliza would come, find it there, and perhaps know not to bother her King.
 
William wasn't very hungry so mostly picked at his food. He knew Emma must have been though since she brought up dinner whilst he had his finger deep in her ass so he was happy she was eating.

He heard Emma giggle at his words. He wasn't quite sure what was funny about what he'd said but he couldn't recall ever hearing a giggle or laugh come from her so he was pleased to hear it regardless of the reason. She hadn't had much to laugh about in the past couple of day's he knew.

Once they were finished they dove into the ledger. Huddled around it, William took notes on the names he recognized while Emma tallied loan amounts and deciphered some of the shorthand used in the margins. At the end they had a clearer picture of the expanse of his operation. It appeared he was loaning out a fortune and charging astronomical rates for the loans netting him unimaginable profits. Some of the people he'd made note of had found themselves in trouble for various crimes that seemed out of character for them and he'd wondered if the loans they'd taken out were the impetus for their transgressions. Either way, William felt like James' days fleecing his subjects were numbered.

It was getting late when they felt like they had a clear picture of what was going on. William summoned the chambermaid to prepare his bath as they went over the final details and the loan agreement Emma had plucked from his desk.

"Thank you for the help." he said as stood and led her into the bathing chamber then untied the laces holding the bust closed then pushed it over her shoulders causing it to fall to the floor at her feet. He then removed his own clothes then held her hand as she stepped into the tub with him following.
 
She was almost sure she might over time work out some of the harder shorthand notes and of course she told him.

Even as her took her hand leading her she stumbled along behind him shuddering and giving a whimper as an orgasm hit her hard, "Nrrgh.." Came from her lips and he undid the dress, then led her shakey firm into the water.

Her pussy sensitive as the water hit it drew a soft moan out of her. That lariat he put on her totally doing as it needed to with her. Yet she found the sponge and his soap, "Shall I wash you?"
 
At that moment he preferred to feel her soft skin under his hands. "I'd prefer you first." he said as he guided her to sit in front of him between his legs. Taking the sponge from her hands he coated it with soap then began to work it across a breast while his bare hand caressed the other. Her back arched pressing her shoulders into his chest as she moaned softly. He worked the sponge down to her stomach as his free hand traveled lower, parting her then slowly glided between her slick lips. Her hands gripped his knees as she wriggled under his touch.
 
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It sort of surprised her but she willingly sits with her back to him, on his lap, her legs parted but dangling over his. her chest not quite aligned with his so that she could tilt her head back and lean it on his shoulder. It made it easy if he wished to .. to kiss her. Not, that he'd done that yet.

As his hands took the sponge and soaped it up, she shivered softly as he touched her with it, that one nipple hardening up easily. The other which his hand touched, hardened up also. Emma clearly liked his hands on her. The lariat at the moment looped about her neck securely its length dangling down between those breasts and all the way to just barely brush her natural subtle hair between her thighs. A soft moan as he washed there.

A soft moan again occurred as his hand went over her stomach and down to her sex, as his fingers slipped between those slick lower lips, she lowered her hands to grip his thighs. That head leaned back against his shoulder, and he could quite easily see the profile expression of her pleasure there. A subtle wriggle of her then, wriggled her ass against his crotch.
 
William turned her head towards his and kissed her softly as his hand glided over her soap slicked breast. He broke the kiss as he slid down in the tub while lifting her onto his lap. His hard cock now bobbing in the water between her legs. He pressed his lips to her shoulder as his fingers returned to her clit as his other hand guided hers to his cock. A soft groan as she began to slowly stroke him causing the head of his cock trail across her pussy.
 
Emma's mouth was as soft and sweet as it looked. Gentle as first in kissing him, but then she opened her mouth and coaxed him into a deeper more passionate kiss, provided he let her. Regardless he'd hear her muffled sounds, due to his attentions paid to that breast and nipple with his hand.

Kiss broken and his mouth to her shoulder, he heard the next sound as he lifted her up some and then helped her hand to his cock, Emma readily began stroking him. Even as he worked her clit. There was a soft squirm by her as it happened. That head at times certainly rubbed against her slick lower lips.
 
“Please put it in for me” he said. By now quite aware of the affect fulfilling his requests had in her. He rubbed her clit harder as he waited for her compliance.
 
At least this time ... he wasn't dragging her along by the hand. There was a shiver from her, before she aims to fulfil his request, getting his cock just right in her grip, aligning them up and pushing down and back. As his cock slides into her, there was the instant feeling of Emma's inner muscles quivering about his cock and that extra rush of wetness as she cried out loudly in orgasm, a wet shivery mess as she began instantly rocking herself on that cock.
 
“Yes. Fuck that cock. “ he growled out as she orgasmed around him. The sensation was like nothing he’d ever felt before. She moaned loudly as she began slamming herself down onto him. One orgasm seemingly rolling into the next.
 
As .... she did just as he said, well, yes another orgasm hit her, which had Emma's heart racing, her breathing much more just her panting and trying to actually breathe as she found herself shuddering again about him there. Clearly, he'd discovered a way to, more or less exploit the very thing which made her his to use.
 
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