Your Servant, Abigail - Sex Stories

Your Servant, Abigail

... cupboard. It made her suddenly quite nervous. She held her posture however and tried to remain attentive. "No Ma'rm, but me Da spoke of it some. He was a bit of a terror I suppose." She smiled and laughed slightly.

"I am sure. Let us hope such things are not hereditary, shall we?" She gently slapped her left palm with the paddle and although it was not loud it still made a disturbing sound. "I keep this around as a reminder of consequence. As you can see it has been marked as staff only. Can you tell me why?"

Abigail's heart was taking on Usain Bolt. She had no idea what the right answer was, and she froze with fear of letting her superior down. Headmistress let the dangling fish off the hook.

"The legacy, Abigail, the legacy. If we as the female staff of this fine hall of learning cannot be upright and disciplined in our comportment, then we need to be brought in line. To be instructed."

She was right in front of Abigail now. The young teacher was staring at the paddle, her breath coming as soft open-mouthed pants.Was she about to be spanked?The thought made her buttocks flinch. She also just realized Headmistress had called her Abigail...!

"Do you think you need discipline...Abigail?" The last was spoken almost as a whisper. It sent a chill down Abigail's spine and sent arousal to her breasts. Her nipples suddenly desired attention. She had had some sexual encounters with women before. She and her best mate got drunk on a Spanish holiday and spent the night ...

... naked and sweating. The memory made her cross her legs. A sudden need was rising, and she was frightened by its sudden urgency.

"I do not know if I do," she replied with honesty. She looked down with a shame that was palatable.

"Mistress!"

Abigail's face looked up. The woman was just a foot away. She could smell a mild perfume and... oh my, arousal? "Pardon m-m-me?"

"'I do not know,Mistress.' Address me with respect."

"Of course, I apologize, Headmistress."

"Just Mistress now. At least when you are serving me. You want to serve me do you not?" Mistress was at her side now. Looking down at Abigail's lovely bosom. She could feel her own arousal seeping out into her black panties. She could not wait to see this delightful ginger sucking them clean. Time to strike.

She took Abigail's chin in hand and turned her to look over and up. Mistress was leaning over, and Abigail saw that her blouse was unbuttoned some. She was wearing a black corset that made her breasts look - "Look up here. Do. You. Want. To. Serve?"

Abigail was almost out of breath she was so aroused, her senses wide open. "I do. Please how may I serve, Mistress?"Where did that come from?Ah, from one of the porn videos she and her ex, Daniel watched the weekend at the cottage last summer.

Mistress smiled and leaned in closer gripping Abigail's chin tighter. Then the maddest thing of the day so far happened. The woman kissed her. Open mouth, her tongue swirling about inside and out. And what ...