The british Lord Part 1 - Sex Stories

The british Lord Part 1

... into the bodice of her dress, his eyes glued to the pale white flesh of her cleavage, pulling out the top of her dress slowly. A deep flush fell across her exposed chest as Lord Chambers immediately took liberties with her. Even when boys would play with her breasts, it would be dark at night, not in the bright sun of the day. And not by a stranger. She turned a deeper red as he pulled the front of her dress open wider. “It looks like your little s****r, is not so little after all. Why don’t you let me see those lovely titties, Matilda?” He loved youthful, full breasts and Matilda certainly possessed them. She looked at him, not even sure that she heard him. Did he really expect her to undress to the waist in the middle of the day outside where anyone could see her, not just him? “I don’t have all day, Matilda. Sara told me you obey well. Is this what I can expect if I hire you?” Lord Chambers grew impatient. Sara looked at Matilda. “You promised,” she whispered. It was the hardest thing she ever did, her fingers trembling as she grabbed the shoulders of the dress. She slowly pulled it down, feeling the rough material slide over her nipples, the tips springing into unexpected hardness that made them throb. She felt the warm sun shining on her breasts, further exciting them. He watched as she slowly pulled the bodice of her dress down, his cock hardening as she uncovered her young, full tits. Her chest was bright red in humiliation as she stood in the bright sun of the day. ...

... She could only look down, her hands clenched at her side as Lord Chambers slid the cane over her bare stomach. She watched as it moved beneath the gentle swell of her breasts to bounce one of her breasts with the harsh cane. She shivered in excitement as the rough wood of the cane slid over the smooth, silky flesh of her breast until it came to her nipple. She was sure the tip would explode as the wood cane rasped harshly over her sensitive nipple. It almost felt like slivers digging into the flesh. He moved the cane up, pushing up one of her breasts with the edge of the cane. “I am the Lord of the Manor, if you don’t obey me, those lovely titties will dance under the lash of my cane.” He would love to whip her tits with the cane, making them dance as the whippy cane hit the lovely flesh with a thick thud. “I’m a good girl Master. I will obey,” Matilda said as she felt the harsh cane rubbing her silky flesh, stimulating the nipple in spite of the pain. “Your s****r is very good at obeying, aren’t you Sara? Why don’t you show lovely Matilda what the cock of an aristocrat looks like?” This would be fun, pitting one s****r against the other, both of them vying for his sexual favor. It was bad enough that Matilda was half-naked in front of Lord Chambers, but now Sara was going to show her his organ. She watched as her s****r knelt before the Lord, her fingers unbuttoning his trousers as though she had done it a thousand times. Sara got on her knees next to the lord and began to ...