Chapter Six - Fiona goes to a Party

By early March Fiona's life continued in much the same way. John would fuck her every morning and night and often had them put on a show for him. Fiona became more practiced at deep throating John and she also became accustomed to being naked on a night time and all weekend as they never left the house to go anywhere. Which is why Fiona became excited when John told her early on a Friday evening that they were going out at seven p.m. and to get herself ready. His words rang out perfectly clear.

"Your mother has your dress instructions."

Having already stripped naked when she arrived home from school she followed a similarly naked Brenda up the stairs to her bedroom.

"You have to shower, shave, shit and wash your hair. Full slut make-up and perfume too" she was told.

The instruction to shit was something Fiona found a disgusting thing to say but, as she would one day find out why, it was used to get her accustomed to what the future would bring in terms of that word. Fiona complied with the instructions and twenty five minutes later was putting the final touches to her make-up. The thick black mascara made her piercing blue eyes stand out and the bright blue eye-shadow became a focal point for anyone looking. Lots of blusher and then thick, scarlet painted lips completed the look John wanted to see.

Having finished she sat naked on her bed awaiting her mother's return. A couple of minutes later and Brenda walked in carrying a box and Fiona looked aghast at what she saw. A slut painted face even more heavily painted than hers, a tiny tight spaghetti string garish red low cut and backless micro mini dress that was a size too small for her size 16 figure. It was almost see through and her braless tits were spilling out of it. Her nipples were clearly defined thrusting out like organ stops.

It was so tight it clung in all the wrong places emphasising her rolls of fat and adhering to her suspender belt and twelve straps. Her black seamed stockings weren't even covered and there was a gap of four inches between the hemline and stocking tops. It barely covered her shaved cunt and with every movement it rode up to put it on display requiring her to constantly pull her hem down. Her outfit was completed with 5" high bright red fuck-me heels with an ankle strap. Fiona just gawped.

"If you think this is bad wait until you put yours on" her mother said.

Brenda put the box on the bed and pulled out a ten strap red and black suspender belt and fastened it around taught her 18" waist. Then she sat her down, perching her on the edge of the bed to roll new sheer black fully fashioned stockings with a cuban heel up her legs. Once they were at thigh height Fiona stood up so that she could roll them up to their maximum height and adjust the fit until she could smooth them on and get the seams ramrod straight.

Brenda showed her how to do that and fasten each chrome clip on the suspender belt to the black welts to create that sexy scalloped effect. Once her stockings were on, Brenda slipped her black 5" high fuck-me heels on and showed her the best way to fasten the ankle straps without creasing her stockings too much. Her mother then fastened a red velvet collar trimmed with black around her neck and stood back to look at her.

"Do a twirl for me" she said.

Fiona slowly pirouetted and came back to face her mother.

"Now there's just the dress." Brenda stated

"What about my bra Mum?" Fiona enquired

"We have to go braless tonight."

"What? But Mum I've never gone braless since I started wearing one."

"I know but that's what John wants" was her reply.

Then Brenda took out a tiny garment from the box, shaking it as she did so and turning it so Fiona could see both sides of it.

"That's a dress? I can't wear that there's nothing to it."

"You can and you will unless you want caning" Brenda replied holding it up.

Fiona looked at it and blanched.

"But Mum I'm only eleven and that's too revealing."

"So is this dress I've got on."

"Yes but you're an adult."

"Just put it on and stop winging, John had it specially made for you. Do you want to be caned?"

Fiona shook her head, took hold of it, checked several times to convince herself which way was the front, stepped into it and pulled it up her body. The tiny tight fitting Chinese satin cheongsam mini dress was jet black with gold dragons embroidered all over it. It was a mandarin style dress with a red trimmed collar that buttoned up to just below her throat and tiny little red trimmed capped sleeves that rested on her shoulders and the dress fell to just a couple of inches or so below her shaved cunt so that her stocking tops were completely on display.

The front of the dress had a heart shaped cut out, trimmed in red just where her tits were, leaving them blatantly displayed. The rear of the dress also trimmed in red, was almost backless and was joined at the waist by a corset style fastening that would cover her suspender belt. From there it was open around her buttocks in a red trimmed heart shape where the upper part of the heart framed her buttocks and the lower point gave hint of cunt. It hugged her across her hips and thighs to cover her suspender straps and had no more than three inches of material from the lower point of the heart cut out to the red trimmed hemline.

Fiona looked with disbelief at what was on display. Her tits stood up proud, perky and firm and her nipples were hard too. At the back her buttocks were available to anyone who wanted to grab them and she knew her cunt would be visible too.

"Mum I can't go out like this" she cried "Please I'm too embarrassed."

"If you don't we'll both get punished. You'll get caned and so will I but then John will also bullwhip me, for not ensuring you are ready to go out with us. Do you want that to happen?"

"No" Fiona dropped her head.

"He could even bullwhip you and you don't want that either do you?" she asked.

"No" was the fearful response, she had seen John do that to her mother the previous week.

"Good. Now don't cry and mess your make-up or there will be hell to pay" she said "Now come on we have to go."

Fiona was horrified, embarrassed and shaking with fear at the prospect of being paraded in public in a dress that an adult shouldn't wear let alone an eleven year old girl. She wondered where they were going in order for her to be dressed like this and be seen and maybe even fucked by anyone who fancied doing so. She felt like a sacrificial lamb going to the slaughter.

She caught a brief sight of herself sideways on in her mirror as she exited her bedroom. Her eyes were filled with total surprise at just how much she was showing off. Her bare B cup tits and erect nipples stood out in proud relief framed by the red trimmed heart on the front of the dress whilst her buttocks, again framed and trimmed in red looked like two bare rounded half moons.

Brenda was trying her best to keep her own dress down as much as she could but was losing the battle. Her buttocks were clearly visible through the almost sheer material of her dress and when they entered the lounge John didn't even make any surprised comment, all he said was.

"You'll both make an impression tonight that's for sure. You look like mutton dressed as lamb you fat cow. As for you Cunt you look edible in that dress."

Fiona cast her eyes down not wanting to look into his eyes, assumed the position and stuck her tits out. As silly as it sounds she felt more naked dressed like that than actually being naked in heels.

"Tonight we're going to a party arranged by a friend of mine. He's invited some mutual friends for a get together and he wants to meet you - well he wants to meet Fiona here but invited you too you fat Bitch. Anyway, our friends have family arrangements much like ours and we meet up for a social evening as often as we can." He stared at Fiona and continued.

"Look at me Cunt. The adult men will require you to suck them off or masturbate them but they will need my permission to fuck you. The women, girls and boys, however, may want to sample what you have to offer, hence the dress you are wearing. You, Bitch will let anyone fuck you. Right let's go."

"Please Daddy, please don't make me wear this dress please..." Fiona begged him "I'm only eleven Daddy. I don't want people to see me like this... please."

"Shut the fuck up you little cunt!" her railed.

"Please daddy I'll wear a see through blouse and a half cup bra. My tits will still be seen, please don't make me show all this off."

"I won't tell you again Cunt! Your ass and tits are available to anyone tonight so move it!"

"Please Daddy I'm not wearing knickers anyway so why can't I just wear a mini skirt?" she tried to bargain with him.

John grabbed her by her right arm and dragged her into the lounge where he forced her down over the back of the settee. Brenda just watched and did nothing. She had warned her daughter but she obviously didn't listen and this would be another painful lesson she would learn. Refusing to obey John was a big mistake. She watched as John slid his belt from his trousers and her stomach churned at what was about to occur.

Fiona stayed in position, her buttocks felt taught with the cut out seeming to mould her arse cheeks into the perfect target. She then let out a fearful moan as she heard the belt swish through the air when John tried a few practice swings not to check his ability but to increase Fiona's trepidation at her impending punishment.

"Count them out Cunt and don't miss any. What happens if you do?"

"We go back to the beginning and start all over" she told him in a low fear filled voice.

"And if you cry out too loud what then?" he asked still cutting the air with his belt.

"The stroke doesn't count and I have to have another one" she, meekly replied.

"Time's pressing so it'll only be a dozen if you're a good girl and don't cry out or move. What happens if you do?"

"The stroke doesn't count and I have to have another one" she confirmed again

Swish... Thwack!!! The belt landed right across the full meat of her red outlined buttocks.

"Owwwww one Daddy!" she managed not to move.

Swish! Thwack!! It cut across the upper most portion of the proffered target and left a deep red stripe nearly two inches wide.

"Agghhh ooowww mmmnnnn. Two Daddy!" she cried out and just raised her left foot for a moment.

Swissshhh! Thwack!!! The third stroke was the hardest yet landing just across the join of arse and thigh. He knew it would be extremely painful too.

"YYiiieeee oooowww huh huh aaagghhh. Three Daddy. I'm sorry Daddy" she was crying now.

Three livid red stripes crossed her buttocks and were nearly as red as the dress trim.

"Pull your dress up around your waist" he commanded.

Fiona did so and gritted her teeth in readiness for the next stroke. It was awesome. He aimed it right across her lower buttocks, coming in from underneath and used all his strength to inflict maximum pain.

Swish! ThwacKKK!! The sound of leather striking skin exploded as did Fiona.

"YYYIIIEEEEEGGGooowwwwwahhhhhmmmmmnnnaaaaagghhhooooohhhh! Three Daddy!" She screamed and leapt up clutching her searing arse, hopping around trying to manipulate the pain away.

"You fucking disobedient cunt! Get back down."

Fiona bent herself over the settee, sobbing with the intense pain and croaked

"I'm sorree Daddee, really sorree. I don't care who sees my tits and arse. Please Daddee no more!"

"That stroke doesn't count and we add another. You moved so we add another one for that. That's two extra to add."

Fiona lay bent over the back of the settee, tears ruining her make-up and awaited the next blow.

"Spread those fucking legs!" he boomed.

Fiona did so and cringed, tightening her buttocks as she heard the belt swoosh through the air but she wasn't prepared for what happened next.

Swish Thwack!!

Swish Thwack!!

Swish Thwack!!

Three heavy fast strokes landed one after the other right on top of themselves, cutting deep in to her battered flesh. Fiona grabbed the seat cushion with her hands pulling herself down into the back of the settee, biting it with her teeth to suppress her cries of agony.

"YYYiiihgghhhheeeeoowwwmmmmaggghhhawwwwwwww"

She couldn't help but grab her buttocks and run her hands over them to try and ease the pain radiating from them. Her buttocks were a livid mass of red and blue throbbing stripes and the pain made her feel sick in her stomach. John had punished her before but this was the worst pain he had ever inflicted on her.

"Six dadee" in a tear filled broken voice." I'm so sorree daddy."

Swish! Thwack! Swish Thwack! Two more cut into her and she howled.

"YYaaaggghhh!!! MMMnnnn Eight...Daddee..." she was broken and sobbing uncontrollably hanging over the settee a target for his aim.

Swish!! Thwack!

"Nineee..Da..dee"

Swish!! Thwack!!

"Agghhh oowwwww mmmn ten Daddee."

Swish Thwack! Swish Thwack! Two more quick heavy strokes lacerated her buttocks."

"OOOwwwwwwwwwmmmmmm huhhuh aaggghhh!! Twelve Daddee."

She lay there a broken wreck and heard him say.

"Two more for moving and crying out."

He coldly tapped the belt across her buttocks several times and then brought it down with all his force. Fiona exploded and her voice shrieked in agony.

"Yoowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!" And she sobbed " One... ex..tra.. Da..dd...ee."

"Swish! Thwack! Another awesome full powered stroke buried the leather belt deep into her striped flesh.

"Yeeeeaggghhhhwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww" her cry was forlorn "Two..ex...tra...Da..dd..ee"

She was sobbing uncontrollably and finally Brenda was able to comfort her daughter as best she could. Having been on the end of John's belt and cane many times she knew that if she had tried to intervene, the situation for both of them would have been even worse.

"Stand up Cunt!" he commanded

Fiona slowly raised herself to a standing position, her head down and her hands on her beaten, searing red hot buttocks. Tears flooded her face and her make-up was a mess.

"Look at the mess you've made of your face. It'll take ages to get that cleared up. You can expect another beating tonight when we get back for ruining it and for making us late you'll get extra strokes." He coldly advised her and then spoke to Brenda "Now get this Cunt cleaned up Bitch!"

Brenda hugged Fiona to her and led her stumbling upstairs to the bathroom. Fiona's arse was a complete mess of red, blue and blackening stripes where the two inch wide belt had landed and overlapped. The ridges of some were white and she could feel the heat radiating from the welts.

"You're a silly girl Fiona. I warned you not to complain and now you've had this beating with another one to look forward to tonight." She scolded her sobbing daughter.

"I'm sorry Mum I just thought he may let me change into something else."

"How many times have you been told to just do as he says? How often have you seen what he does to me? You don't listen! I'll probably get it too all because you tried to complain!"

She was busy cleaning Fiona's face of all the make-up that had run with her tears and soon had an eleven year old pain filled tear streaked face looking at her.

"You'll have to stop crying before you paint your face again. I'll have to tell John we need some time."

She left Fiona still sobbing in pain and went to speak with John, her stomach churning at the prospect.

"She's in a really bad state. You've really hurt her and she'll need time to compose herself before she can get herself ready" she told him.

"She's got fifteen minutes and no more! Fifteen minutes and down here on her knees in front of me painted like the slut she is. Is that understood you Bitch!"

"Yes Sir I'll go and tell her" she replied.

"When you have, get your ass back down here you've a caning to take!"

Brenda resigned herself to his words and returned to Fiona.

"You've got fifteen minutes to get your painted face back downstairs on your knees in front of him, otherwise he'll go ballistic." Brenda delivered his message to her.

"I'm really sorry Mum" she cried.

"Not as sorry as I'm going to be right now. I have to go back down there and get a caning all because you tried to make him change his mind." She told her.

"OH Mum I'm sorry!"

"You're sorry an awful lot well just listen to me getting caned because of what you did and then start thinking about it. Don't be more than fifteen minutes. You've been warned."

Brenda returned to the lounge as Fiona tried to take a few minutes to compose herself but then the shrieks and cries of her Mother being severely caned filled her ears. The sound of the cane cutting harshly through the air followed by rattan striking flesh and her mothers screams as the strokes bit deep into her buttocks assailed her ears. It went on and on and on as the minutes passed. Brenda was taking an awful beating and Fiona couldn't stop crying.

Ten minutes later and Brenda was still howling. How many strokes she had received Fiona couldn't tell but it was far more than she had. Fiona had yet to start painting her face and with trembling hands she applied her slut make-up to her eleven year old face as quickly as she could. Once completed she pulled her dress down as far as it could go, adjusted the heart shaped cut outs around her tits and arse, straightened her stockings and then went back downstairs.

Brenda was stood in the middle of the lounge, naked but for her suspenders, stockings and heels, her hands on her head, her back arched to push her tits out and with her back to Fiona as she entered. Her buttocks were striped with livid red and blue stripes with thickening ridges to the raised throbbing welts. It had been a savage beating. Fiona moved to John and knelt before him.

"You took eighteen minutes Cunt! You're three minutes late so you'll get an extra twelve strokes for that when we get back in plus twelve more for making us late. Now suck me off!"

"Yes Daddy whatever you say Daddy."

Fiona quickly, unfastened his trousers, unzipped his flies and delved inside to grasp his rock hard erection. Beating them both had turned him on just as it usually did and now Fiona would have to give him a brilliant blow job to try and start getting into his good books. She spat on the head, slicked it around his cock with her right hand, spat on it again and licked it from top to bottom, then spat a third time and stroked it all over before plunging it into her mouth.

She sucked him hard and fast, hollowing her cheeks as she did so, then slow and long, swirling her tongue around the head and shaft as she took him to the back of her throat. She bobbed her head up and down for nearly five minutes until she had him held just millimetres off her tonsils. Then she took in a deep breath, swallowed some excess saliva and pushed hard, swallowing again and again, fighting the urge to gag and cough as she felt his cock slowly slide past her tonsils into her eleven year old throat.

She held still, tensing her throat muscles and then slid it further down, then back up and slowly out. She took in a deep breath and fed his cock back into her wet mouth and swallowed his cock again, sliding it even further into her throat and then back up until his cock was lodged just inside before she dove down, pushing hard feeling his shaft sink into the deeper recesses of throat. She bobbed her face up and down, gaining speed and breathing through her nose on the upstroke before holding her breath and plunging back down.

Suddenly she was aware of his pubic hairs tickling her nose and she realised she had taken all nine inches into her throat. That was when he gripped her head in a vice like grip and began stroking in and out with long hard thrusts that lifted her from the floor. Fiona slapped his thighs and fought to free his cock from her throat as she fought for air and then he pulled her off. A long thick gooey strand of saliva strung out between his cock and her mouth and then broke landing across her tits. He drilled his cock back in and rammed in into her throat.

"Take it you fucking Cunt!" he bellowed.

For the first time ever she felt a man gush his cum straight into her belly. After he had finished she cleaned him up and put him away, awaiting his next instruction.

"We're late so let's get going" he said.

John ushered them out of the house and into the car. Brenda sat in the back and Fiona in the front. Her arse throbbed and she found the seat belt cut into her chest and had to hold it off her tits until john told her to play with them whilst he drove. Every now and then he would squeeze them and grip a nipple between his finger and thumb, or slide his hand over her cunt between her wide spread legs.

Fiona was amazed he never required another blow job but assumed he couldn't manage another one or maybe he didn't want her to have to repair her make-up when they arrived. The journey lasted over an hour and John drove them out into the countryside on narrow winding lanes with green fields and woods surrounding them. Both Fiona and her mum suffered from the beatings he had given them but they never made it obvious to him by keeping the pain to themselves. After a long journey he suddenly turned onto a single lane road that disappeared down a tree lined avenue. The hedges on both sides towered above the car and the trees formed an arbour above them.

They stopped in front of two huge, high double gates mounted on two huge stone plinths that formed the entrance to a high brick wall. John stopped at a control point, wound down the window and punched in a code on the keyboard. The gates silently swung open and John drove through them. Fiona watched as they closed automatically behind them as they drove through them along a winding tarmac road. Suddenly a huge mansion appeared before them and Fiona stared in amazement at it.

They drove up to one side of the palladian entry where several cars were already parked and Fiona got out standing by the side of the car together with her mother. She automatically covered her tits up to hide them from view but quickly dropped her hands to her sides as John stepped around from the back of the car to confront them. She did not want to anger him any further so she put her hands on her head and pushed her bare tits out as far as she could.

"Remember it's a party and some of us are here to enjoy ourselves. That doesn't automatically include you two but enjoy it if you can" was all he said.

John turned and walked up the six wide steps to the immense wooden door and pressed the bell switch. Long seconds passed until the door slowly swung open and Fiona's eyes gawped in amazement at the young woman answering the ring. She had long auburn hair to her waist a superb figure with ringed nipples and was naked in black 6" high heels except for long black satin gloves and a tiny white apron that barely covered her cunt.

"Good evening Master" she said staring at both Fiona and her mother "welcome to the mansion. If you will kindly follow me."

She allowed them to enter and closed the door, locking it with a large brass key. Having done so, she walked ahead of them leading them down a wide hallway festooned with oil paintings and statues. Fiona watched her perfect buttocks sway in harmony as she sashayed without a problem on those 6" heels on shiny parquet flooring.

"Are we the last to arrive?" John enquired.

"Yes Master, the last of the other guests arrived twenty five minutes ago" she replied.

She arrived in front of huge mahogany double doors and turned to them.

"I am not permitted to pass these doors tonight Master. Is there anything you want before joining the other guests?"

"No, nothing."

"May you have a pleasant evening."

She pushed the door open and stepped aside to let them through. As the room came into Fiona's view she stepped through with her mouth agape. She quickly took in the people in the room and what was going on. Excluding themselves there were five men, four boys, six young girls and four women. All of the women wore black seamed stockings, heels, blouses and short skirts. The five men already in the room were getting sucked off by five of the girls and the four women were getting fucked by the four boys. That left one remaining girl who was sat with one of the women and was sucking on her tits.

To Fiona's eyes the girls and boys were all no older than thirteen. Like her the girls were in very short revealing Chinese satin dresses similar to hers, each in a different colour and all wearing black seamed stockings and suspenders with black 5" high heels. They all had bare buttocks and their tits were also uncovered. The boys though, to her amazement and embarrassment were completely naked. One of the men, a grey haired individual who was having his cock sucked by a very young red haired girl spoke out to them.

"Welcome John, sorry but we couldn't wait to get started. Hope you don't mind"

"Not at all George it's your party and we were unexpectedly delayed."

The man ogled Fiona and fisted the red haired girls hair keeping her face buried in his groin.

"So this is your new step-daughter" he said feasting his eyes on Fiona's tits. "Come here girl!"

Fiona walked over to him almost in a daze at the sex taking place. Her eyes darted from couple to couple still in disbelief that so many children could be fucking as they were.

"Such lovely tits my dear now turn around for me" he said.

Fiona did so without taking in his comment and stood with her back to him watching a young boy of perhaps twelve hammering his cock into a woman who was her mother's age. She was moaning and tongue kissing him, fisting his hair and pulling him into her cunt with her left hand saying.

"Fuck me!! Fuck me hard!!!"

"Such a lovely arse and just been punished too. It looks very painful." He observed.

"Yes it is Sir. It's throbbing" Fiona confirmed.

"Your cunt is just hidden enough to make me want to lick it right now!" he told her.

She heard his comment and turned to face him, suddenly shy and covering her tits.

"Put your hands down my dear and stop covering yourself it's not allowed here. You will be getting further punishment if you do that again. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir!" she spoke watching the young girl deep throat him.

"Good" and he smiled "Well John it will be a while for the first round to complete. Until then why not have Janet here suck you off and I'll have Fiona? Your wife can join on the end of the line and Phoebe can service her."

John pointed to the far corner of the room to a vacant seat and Brenda meekly walked to it and sat down with her legs wide apart to be joined by the young girl called Phoebe, who was perhaps twelve years of age who had been sucking on one of the women's tits. She dropped between Brenda's thighs and slipped her tongue into her cunt. John sat down next to George and indicated that Fiona should kneel down in front of the host whilst Janet squatted down in front of him.

As nervous and as embarrassed as she was at baring her tits and arse to a room filled with strangers, her throbbing striped arse acted as a painful reminder not to disobey. She bent her head in to George's lap and sucked his cock into her eleven year old mouth. This was only the second cock she had ever sucked and she realised it would be the first of many a new cock for her to suck and fuck in the future. The previous girl must have done a pretty good job in sucking him off because within a few minutes George was breathing hard and she could taste his pre-cum.

She tightened her lips and bobbed her head up and down along the shaft. He wasn't particularly big, maybe six inches long and an inch and a half thick at most and she found she could easily take him into her throat. When he slipped passed her tonsils he tensed up and raised himself off the seat cushion.

"Oh yes that's a talented little girl. How old are you?"

"leffum suh" she mumbled as best she could.

"Eleven? Such a talented mouth. Ohhhyessss mmmmmnnn, oooohhh yessssssss" he uttered.

Fiona slathered her tongue all down the shaft as she slid him repeatedly in and out of her mouth, burying her nose in his pubic hair at the bottom of each stroke and swallowing him with much more ease than she did John. George lay back for a while and enjoyed the blow job she was giving him and then sat up to grope her bared tits. From the corners of her eye she looked at the girls on both sides of her and confirmed they too wore dresses that bared their tits.

The one to her right wore a blue dress with gold dragons on it and as Fiona looked at her, the girl who had her mouth buried in the man's pubic hair glanced back at Fiona. Her hands rested on his thighs and she indicated with her eyes to Fiona to do the same with George which she did. Fiona looked to the other side at Janet, wearing a purple dress and saw that she was struggling to get John's cock into her throat.

Fiona sucked George's cock as fast and as hard as she could and it was only a few minutes later that he warned her he was cumming. Fiona dove down on it, buried it into her throat and swallowed his cum. It was only the second man's cum she had ever swallowed and she realised how different he tasted to John. He tasted sweet without the sour bleachy tang of John's cum.

George went stiff and moaned out as he filled her mouth and stomach and then collapsed back on the settee. The sounds of other men cumming filled the room as each girl audibly swallowed mouthfuls of cum. This was interspersed by the sounds of women cumming too as their young partners took them over the top and filled their cunts with cum.

The first round of sex lasted about twenty minutes from Fiona joining in and finally all the adults were satisfied with the start to the evening. It was obvious to Fiona that she would be probably have to suck off all the other men, even if they didn't cum. She was fascinated with the naked boys and wondered why it was that they weren't allowed clothes.

"You seem to be unable to look away from the boys Fiona" George said.

She was a little unused to being called by her first name and smiled at him.

"Please sir I've never seen a naked boy before" she replied.

"Well tonight the only nude bodies you will see are the boys unless one of the adults feels like stripping off but it's unlikely" he continued.

"Why are the boys naked sir and the girls wearing these dresses?" she asked.

"Club rules my dear. The girls dress sexy to turn the men on and the ladies decided that a naked boy turns them on the most."

"Oh. Will I be fucking any boys tonight?" she asked again.

"That depends on the draw. In round four it's girls and boys matched first. As there are only four boys it will mean that three girls are not matched, leaving them and the five women to be drawn by six men. The last two females not matched with a male have lesbian sex. It makes it more fun that way." He reasoned.

"Oh. So I may have to go with a girl?" she mused.

"Or a woman!" he confirmed.

"I've only ever done that with my Mum" she confided.

"Well you'll be ok I'm sure. Now that arse of yours looks painful" he stated.

"Yes Sir it is" she admitted.

"What did you do to deserve that?" he asked.

"I asked my dad to let me wear something else so as to not be so bare."

"Ah! Well you won't do that again will you?"

"No sir I won't."

"You need some soothing cream on it and some pain killers. When it's time to eat I will have someone do that for you. Be proud of your body young lady, you have a lovely pair of tits and a really shapely arse too"

She actually smiled at him for the compliment.

"Now put me away and sit on my knee but be careful not to hurt yourself" he told her.

Fiona complied and sat on his knees, with her arse still throbbing. George cupped her tits and played with them as he announced the next draw. Fiona watched as seven red numbered balls were put into a black container, one each for the number of girls in the room. Each man then withdrew one ball and read out the number. Fiona's was drawn fourth and she was matched to a middle aged man who took her over to a seat and then sat her on his knees.

One girl was left unmatched. Five balls were then replaced in the container and the boys then withdrew one each leaving an attractive looking late thirties woman as being unsuccessful. Brenda had a young naked boy who was pulling her to a settee on the far side of the room. The unmatched woman and girl walked hand in hand to a seat where they began kissing each other.

"And what's your name?" the man asked Fiona.

"Fiona Sir."

"And what does John call you?"

"Cunt Sir!"

"That's typical of John but I will call you Fiona" He started sucking her tits and fondling her arse.

"owww" she cried out "that hurts Sir. My Daddy caned me before we came here."

"I'm sorry" he said and moved his hand to her stocking tops.

Fiona looked around the room to see a variety of action commencing. The girls were either sucking cock or wanking them. The women were already getting fucked by the boys and that included her mother who was on her back, legs spread high and wide enthusiastically encouraging her young partner to speed up. The woman and girl were now in a sixty nine, slurping noisily as they sucked on each other's hairless cunt.

Fiona's attention was brought back to the man who pulled her face to his and drilled his tongue into her mouth. His hands were all over her tits, stocking tops and cunt where he started to frig her. She ran her hands over his groin and felt a large solid lump in there. She unfastened his trousers and delved inside to grasp his rock hard cock. Her hand quickly stroked him and his response was to slide a finger into her amazingly wet little eleven year old cunt.

"MMM" he said "you have lovely tits and such a juicy cunt too. How old are you Fiona?"

"Eleven sir" she responded with a mouthful of tongue and his fingers giving her a nice pleasurable sensation.

"Eleven! You're the youngest girl here then."

That surprised her because one of the girls in a red dress had no tits at all. After a couple of minutes the man put Fiona onto her back and moved to his knees between her black seamed stocking clad legs and ran his cock up and down her cunt crack. Fiona thought right then that she was going to get fucked and thought about saying something but he dropped his head between her legs, put them over his shoulders and began tonguing her cunt.

"Oohh mmmnnn yeees that's nice. OOhhh please don't stop. Oh yes mmmnnn mmm" she moaned.

His eyes met hers and bored into her. It was a warm look and made Fiona relax and enjoy what he was doing to her. His tongue explored her eleven year old cunt whilst his hands explored her body, lightly fondling her striped arse, mauling her tits, squeezing her hard nipples, tracing her seams from thigh to ankle and holding her thighs to feed her cunt into his mouth.

"MMMMnnn ooohhhh ooooo yesss mmmnn mmmnn huh huh mmnmnn" Fiona was enjoying every moment of his oral exploration.

He started strumming her clit and fingering her cunt whilst moving up to suck on her nipples, alternating between right and left. He knew she was cumming and increased his finger thrusts, dropping back down to tongue her as well. It took just ten or so minutes and Fiona cried out so that the whole room could share her passion.

"Cumming!! I'm cumming! Aahhhhh mmmmmnnn ooohhh yeeess aannghh mmmpphh huhuhuhu AAAAGGGHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!"

She bucked and writhed, grinding her cunt onto his mouth, pulling his head into her shaved twat as she rode that orgasmic wave to paradise, oblivious of the tender state of her beaten buttocks.

"OOOhhh, don't stop, I'm cumming again!" she wailed as he continued to lick, suck and strum her cunt and clit until she writhed into a second almighty orgasm.

"OOHHH Fuucckiinggg helllllll!!!" she screamed "YYYeeeeessssssssssssssoooohhhhhaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!"

His eyes were smiling at her as she shuddered for a long time and then slowly came back to her senses. She was still grasping his head tightly to her cunt when she finally subsided and realised she still had hold of him.

"Sorry Sir I'll suck you off now. I shouldn't have cum before you. Please don't punish me please" she wailed.

He placed her carefully on his knees to avoid causing her any more pain than she was already feeling and hugged her close to him, kissing her and sucking on her tits.

"Shush" he coaxed "I wanted you to cum. I enjoy making the girls here cum."

"My Daddy says I should always pleasure him first and then maybe he'll let me cum" she responded.

"Well I'm not your Dad and by the looks of it, Tracy is giving your Dad a really good blow job."

Fiona looked across at the girl sucking and wanking John. She was probably thirteen or so, wearing an emerald green dress and her tits were enormous, certainly a C or even a D cup. Her rounded buttocks were incredible to look at and John was laid back his eyes closed and she was bobbing her head furiously up and down his cock. Fiona felt a pang of jealousy and said.

"Let me do the same for you Sir, please."

He smiled and allowed her to get between his legs. Fiona quickly brought his cock into play and sucked it in deep on the first plunge, hollowed her cheeks as she drew it back out of her mouth and began to bob up and down, slathering and licking the shaft and head. She gently played with his balls and sucked for all she was worth intent on giving this man the ultimate pleasure.

"Oohh fuck Fiona, you certainly can suck cock" he told her.

"Ey kan dipp trote tu" she mumbled.

With his cock positioned ready for the finale of her oral service she took his cock out of her mouth, spat on it twice and pushed it to the back of her throat. He was bigger than George but smaller than John, She pushed, swallowed and took him past her tonsils feeling his shaft slide into and down her eleven year old throat until he was balls deep.

"Fucking hell!!!" he groaned as she slathered the shaft with her tongue.

She slid his cock in and out of her throat for five seconds a time until she had to stop after ten minutes for a brief rest, licking him from tip to balls to keep him hard. As she licked his cock she also wanked him with quick strokes. When she was ready again she swallowed him back in and pleasured his cock. After twenty minutes or so he groaned.

"I'm cumming Fiona!"

"Do you want cum in my mouth or in my throat?" she enquired as she wanked him with hard strokes.

"Deep throat me" he pleaded.

She sucked his cock back into her throat and pushed it all the way in without any problem at all. It took just another minute and then he growled his impending eruption and she felt him jetting his cum straight into her belly. Fiona kept him there for another minute and then slowly slid him from her throat into her mouth.

She had just swallowed her second load of cum that night from yet another strange man's cock. She looked across at her Dad and at Tiffany who was wanking his cock as she sucked him off and watched as he arched his back and she witnessed the girl, puffing her cheeks out and swallowing his cum. She didn't lose a drop. The second round of sex eventually came to a halt and George stood up and said.

"If everyone is satisfied for now, perhaps we should go and have dinner."

It was going on for eight thirty when everyone stood up. The men and women adjusted their clothes whilst the girls straightened their dresses and seams and made sure their tits and arses were perfectly outlined, but the boys remained naked. George led the way into the dining room to a long table set for twenty two people. Six men, four boys with one woman had places on one side sitting opposite the seven girls and four women.

Fiona didn't realise that the positions had been again drawn by lottery ready to fuck again immediately after dinner. Fiona looked at the man opposite her who was in his mid thirties and she liked what she saw. She actually wondered what his cock would be like and whether she could deep throat him too. She was a little hoarse and was glad that they were having a break but she realised that there were still at least three strange men she may have to suck off plus John as well and then there were the boys. How many of them would she have to go with?

Fiona was so engrossed in taking in the surroundings and what had happened so far that she didn't think anything else would surprise her but when the waitresses walked in she was indeed. Four young girls, perhaps thirteen to fifteen years old carrying empty soup bowls walked into the room. All four were totally naked in black stiletto heels and wore black leather collars with white cotton cuffs on their wrists.

They were stunning looking young girls, with well developed bodies and as they came very close she saw that each one had her nipples pierced and adorned with gold rings. Two had piercings in their cunts too and Fiona was entranced with the way they shone. One of them took Fiona out of the room and led her into a toilet where she said.

"If you bend over and put your hands on the sink I will apply some balm to your buttocks."

Fiona complied and the girl applied the soothng cream very carefully and precisely to each painful stripe. It was cool and soothing and Fiona felt the almost immediate relief to be so wonderful. Then she swallowed two pain killers.

"Oh thank you" she said "that feels so much better already."

"It's really bad. It'll take a while for those stripes to heal. Whoever did this to you is a sadist" she said.

"It was my step daddy. He doesn't like the slightest disobedience. What's your name?"

"Kathleen" she replied.

"I'm Fiona and thanks again" she responded "May I ask you a question?" she continued.

"Yes."

Fiona stared at the girls tits and said.

"Did it hurt getting them pierced?"

"Only for a short while but they are fine now. On my fifteenth birthday I'll have one through my clit and one in each cunt lip."

"Aren't you too young to have them done?" Fiona was really interested.

"Yes a girl should be sixteen but we aren't likely to be seen by any outside people who could report it. So Master has our nipples ringed on the next birthday we celebrate once we come to live here with him and then the following year our cunts get pierced. After that we get further rings each year we are with him. Well we had best get you back to the dining table."

She led Fiona back to find the rest of them eating and her bowl filled and awaiting her. The meal progressed and lasted for about an hour when having finally run its course George declared next round had now begun. Janine didn't realise what was happening but she watched as all the girls and women on her side slid off their seats under the table. Fiona was left sitting there and wondering what to do and seeing encouragement on the face of the man across from to her she too slipped off her seat and onto her knees.

Underneath the table she looked both ways to find the other females already sucking and wanking the other nine male cocks. Fiona quickly unzipped the trousers across from her, took out a large half erect cock, dropped her face into his lap and commenced her third blow job of the evening. She was one of ten females sucking cock and one lone girl licking out a woman's cunt. She felt thankful that she had been spared that so far.

Ten heads bobbed up and down on ten male cocks, using their oral skills to pleasure their male partners. Fiona found she had movement restrictions but nevertheless quickly managed a rhythm and soon heard the man begin to moan with pleasure. His hands gripped her head tight and he began to face fuck her with short fast thrusts. Fiona just knelt there and allowed him to use her mouth for his pleasure. Five minutes passed, then ten minutes, fifteen minutes and yet more time passed before he allowed her to start bobbing again.

She couldn't get the right position to deep throat him but managed to take it briefly passed her tonsils. The way he reacted she knew he had enjoyed it. Over the next ten minutes Fiona looked to either side of her and suddenly the girl to her right, maybe thirteen years old with really big tits and wearing a crimson dress, suddenly croaked and gagged. Fiona registered the size of the man's cock ejaculating into her mouth and was relieved it wasn't doing so in hers.

"Erk!! Gurgle!! Rechhhghhh! Eghhh! Yaarrkk!!" the girl spluttered.

A huge spume of sperm erupted from her mouth all over her tits and dress and Fiona watched as she furiously swallowed five mouthfuls and still spilled a copious quantity from her cock stuffed mouth. Fiona became aware of the cock in her mouth expanding and heard his moans. His hands gripped her head again and after another minute a torrent of hot, very sour glutinous cum splattered into her mouth, filling it full.

She had to swallow to be able to accommodate the immense quantity he was producing. She felt sick with the awful taste of it compared to the sweeter taste of George's cum. She mentally notched up the third mouthful of cum she had swallowed that evening. He seemed to cum for ages but eventually he stopped and kept her still. He pulled out of her mouth and she formed a tight "O" with her lips and used her tongue to clean off as much cum from his cock as she could.

When they completed sucking off their partner each female slid back onto her chair. Fiona watched as the last girl to do so, returned to her seat some five minutes after she did. They all took a well earned drink and after another fifteen minutes George led them back into the room they originally entered.

"Right, now it's the turn of the girls and boys to couple up. Start the draw."

George put the seven red numbered balls into the container and each boy drew one. Fiona was aghast when the last boy drew her number. She wasn't looking forward to this at all. The boy was probably twelve years old and quite thin to look at. His cock appeared tiny and shrivelled and she didn't know he had already cum twice that night. He claimed his prize and walked over to a settee that was one of four that had been placed in the middle of the room.

"I'm Andrew who are you?" he asked.

"Fiona."

"How old are you Fiona?"

"Eleven" she told him.

"I'm twelve" he confirmed.

"Are you going to fuck me?"

"That's what's expected. Have you fucked a man yet?"

"Yes but not a boy" she answered.

"Well we have the same equipment but smaller. I'm only about five inches long."

"Oh right" she didn't know how to respond.

"They'll expect a good show. They want entertaining so we'll have to suck and fuck for them in all sorts of positions. I've cum twice already so I'll last a lot longer once you get me hard."

"Get you hard?" she asked him.

"Yes hard, so start with wanking me while we kiss."

Fiona stared up at the ceiling and wished she was anywhere else other than there. The thought of fucking a boy not much older than she was terrified her. The fact she regularly fucked John and had now sucked off three men tonight made it seem awful to contemplate getting fucked by a twelve year old boy. He started feeling both of her tits and trying to kiss her but Fiona was less than a willing partner. She just sat there and let him touch her wherever he wanted to but didn't return any of his kisses. With a mouthful of nipple he said.

"If you don't act enthusiastic they'll punish you."

That focussed her mind and she suddenly became a tigress. She held onto the naked boy and wrapped her hand around his semi hard cock and began to stroke it up and down with her right hand. Her left fisted his hair and pulled his mouth to hers where she traded tongues with him. She ran her right leg over his and rasped her black seamed nylon all the way over the cock that she was wanking. Within a minute he was moaning into her mouth as she began to get him fully up. Another minute saw a fully erect 5" long cock in her hand.

At that moment she pushed him back against the settee and slid in between his legs. She snaked her way down to his cock and wrapped her eleven year old B cup tits around the shaft and began tit fucking him.

"MMMM Ooohhh yeees that's good" he moaned.

He was small enough for her to totally embed in her cleavage and now totally oblivious to the watching crowd, she humped his cock with her tits. She slowly raised herself into a bent over standing position, with her tits still wrapped firmly around his hard-on. From the watchers position they had a wonderful sight of her bare arse bobbing up and down and her black seamed stocking clad legs spread two feet apart to give her a good stance on her 5" high heels and her cunt was winking at them.

Andrew was enjoying what she was doing to him and when she slid his cock into her mouth he almost climaxed immediately. She was hollowing her cheeks and sucking so hard he felt that she was going to literally swallow his cock.

"I'm cumming!! I'm cumming....mmmmmmmm huh huh "he croaked.

"Oh we can't have that" she told him and sat astride him "They're expecting you to fuck me and so am I now!"

She sat astride him, positioned his cock at her surprisingly wet cunt and sank down on it. He was like putty in her hands just like the boys at school were except he was getting to fuck her and they never would. She pounded and rode him and her juices slicked his cock to make it slip in with ease.

"Oh fuck!! I can't stop it...I'm cumming"" he yelled to everyone's amusement.

"Not until I do" she said and stopped what she was doing and started squeezing with her cunt muscles. "You have to make me cum first so don't be selfish."

Andrew started sucking on her tits and used his right hand to strum her clit as Fiona began to fuck him again. After another five minutes she was feeling very aroused and began to move a lot faster.

"Fuck me!" she cried amidst other similar cries emanating from the other three boy/girl couples "Ooohhh yes keep doing that and fuck me. Come on do it harder."

Andrew stopped, pulled out spun her sideways on to the viewers and got her on all fours so that she provided a brilliant view of tits and arse, suspenders, stockings and heels and fucked her doggie fashion. His twelve year old cock pistoned into her eleven year old cunt and it wasn't until five or six more minutes later that she realised all the other three young couples had finished fucking and were watching them fuck to a crescendo. She lost all control at that revelation and her orgasm explode.

"Come on Andrew. Fill my cunt. Cum in me!! I'm cumming so........you...........cum............too!!! OOOHHHH huhhuhuhuhuh ooooohhhhaaaaAAAFGGGGGGHHHHHHYESSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

She bucked and erupted followed thirty seconds later by a twelve year old boy filling her eleven year old cunt with his cum. The second cock to have fucked her cunt was a boy of twelve. Loud applause rang around the room as Andrew slumped across her back and Fiona slumped onto the settee.

"Well done that was wonderful to watch" she heard George saying and then looked direct into her mother's eyes and saw shame and pity there. She quickly looked at John who sported a smug expression. She bathed in the afterglow of her orgasm and looked at the other faces in the room. Some were smiling but the majority looked detached as though what had just occurred was a normal event. After a couple of minutes she was handed a cloth to dry her cunt and a break was announced.

"I think there will only be time for one more round tonight so let's make the draw and find out who matches up" George said.

Chapter 7 - Fiona's First Lesbian Session.

A weary Fiona watched the draw take place and as it progressed and her number still did not come out she began to wonder if it was actually included in the container. Finally all the men and boys were matched up leaving Fiona confused. Then when a well proportioned long haired woman walked up to her and offered her hand to her the dawning realisation took place and she remembered what was expected of the last two female numbers to be left in the container.

"I am so looking forward to sucking your cunt" she told Fiona "and that arse looks very tender but I will be gentle with you.

Fiona took her hand and let herself be led over to a two seater settee on the far wall of the room where she gingerly sat down as her buttocks were beginning to throb again. The woman also sat down but pulled Fiona up to stand in between her legs. She gently held Fiona's bare buttocks and pulled her tits into her face. Fiona felt her sucking hard on her nipples and her fingers were exploring her arse crack, running over her cunt and clit.

"MMmmm such tasty little tits, I've wanted to suck these all night long."

One hand kept playing with her cunt whilst her right traced her seam down her right leg and across to her left ankle and back up to her stocking top. Then she slid it round in front and slipped a finger knuckle deep into her cunt. Fiona just stood there spread legged and allowed her to do what she wanted. After just two or three minutes Fiona started to push back on her fingers and press her tits into her mouth. She was enjoying what was happening to her.

The woman pulled her down to sit astride her legs and used one hand to hold Fiona by her hair. She then covered Fiona's lips with her own and tongue kissed her. Fiona didn't know quite how to respond and froze. It was one thing doing this with her mother but with a complete stranger it was totally different. The woman realised something was amiss.

"Just relax Fiona and go with the flow. There's little difference in kissing a woman as to kissing a man. Close your eyes if it helps and kiss me back."

Fiona closed her eyes and tried to imagine it was John and with all the gusto she could raise returned the woman's kiss with as much passion as she could. Moments later she was willingly trading tongues and spit, feeling the woman's tits and running her hands all over her just as the woman was doing to her. That kiss lasted long long minutes before the woman broke lip contact and holding Fiona's head in her left hand said.

"You are a naturally sexy little girl who realises she likes girls too aren't you."

She crushed her lips over Fiona's again and they both lip locked each other. Fiona opened her legs to the woman's searching fingers and melted as her fingers strummed her cunt and clit. Fiona wanted to do the same in return and put her hands down between the woman's well parted thighs to discover a smooth shaved hot mound. Her cunt was soaking wet with her juices and Fiona quickly slid two fingers into her and began to thrust them in and out.

"OOOhhh yeesss mmm don't stop, keep going yessss mmmm ooohhhh yesss" the woman moaned.

Fiona was feeling exactly the same and moaned her building pleasure into her partner's mouth. The two kept pleasuring each other and Fiona could not believe just how good this woman was making it feel. Kissing and eating out her mother was something John forced them to do, but this was totally different and Fiona was so confused with her emotions that she found herself cumming hard. With the woman's tongue trying to bury itself down her throat she mumbled.

"Kummin...eym kummin mmmnnn ooohhh mmmm."

Fiona was racing to her third orgasm of the night and the woman was trying her very best to get her there. Fiona was still fingering her cunt when the woman pushed two fingers in deep and hard and ground them tight, splaying them wide inside Fiona's soaking wet cunt. Fiona erupted like a volcano and her screams of passion were muted whilst they continued to kiss. They became a shrieking wail once the woman had broken the kiss to scream out her own release.

The room seemed to quieten immediately. Fiona's vision was centred only on the woman and hers were on Fiona but all parties in that room stared with amazement at the sound of lesbian release that stopped them doing what they were doing. Fiona collapsed into the woman's arms heaving big sighs and panting for breath.

"That was amazing Fiona, Simply incredible." She told her.

"Yes I feel that way too."

"Where did you learn to pleasure a woman like that Fiona" she asked.

"I don't know. I've only done it with my mum before so you were my first time really."

"Unbelievable I need to rest you've totally worn me out Fiona."

Fiona laughed to herself at that.

"Please may I know your name?"

"Yes every girl needs to know the name of the first woman they fuck. I'm Eileen Stephens."

They held onto each other for another fifteen minutes, sharing little kisses and caresses as the fucking taking place in the room finally came to a stop. A hush descended and the air was filled with contented breathing. Eventually George spoke up.

"Thank you for coming everyone. Sadly it's nearly time to end our fun tonight. I do hope you've enjoyed yourselves and I look forward to seeing you again next time."

The next time? Fiona smiled and hoped she would be invited again. She had sucked off three men, fucked a boy, pleasured a woman and knew she wanted more. She was an eleven year old slut and pleased to be one.

She tongue kissed Eileen goodbye with a promise from her of her looking forward to the next time and then the people started to leave. The boys had dressed and the children left with their parents but she noticed that three of the women left on their own. Fiona watched John talking with George and they both looked in her direction. She naturally wondered what was being said. John then said something to Brenda who looked at Fiona too and gave her a half smile. Then John came over to her.

"We have been invited to stay the night. George wants to fuck you and I've agreed. He'll have a maid take you upstairs and prepare you for him. Make sure you do your very best too."

With that John turned around and was joined by two of the young girls who had served dinner. They were still naked and John walked away with one on each arm. Fiona knew what they were going to do. She looked for her mother but she was nowhere in sight. Just then a naked young girl who was perhaps fourteen took hold of her arms and as she led her away said.

"I'm Patsy and I'll make sure you're ready for Master."

"What do you mean 'Master' " she asked.

"Why, Master George of course. He is my Master and tonight he is also yours."

She led her from the room back down the hallway to the wide stairs flanked by two magnificent mahogany balustrades. As they turned the corner on the first landing to continue upwards Fiona looked at a huge oil painting of a beautiful woman. She was naked other than for long red gloves and red stiletto heels, laying on her right side. Her left leg was bent over her outstretched right leg and she was propped up on her right arm. A pearl necklace held in her left hand cascaded across her ample cleavage and prominent nipples.

"Mrs Marsden, the Master's late wife" Patsy told her "she died ten years ago. She was only forty two."

Patsy guided Fiona onwards and upwards to the main landing which was as wide as the entrance hallway. From there she took her down past numerous mahogany doors until she reached their destination. Patsy opened it and indicated with a flourish of her right hand for Fiona to enter.

The word opulence would not satisfy the interior. Fiona's eyes could not believe what her brain was registering. The room was larger than the lounge at home and must have been at least thirty feet square. On one wall was a magnificent run of mahogany framed mirror fronted wardrobes and on the opposite wall was a huge marble fireplace with a matching ornate marble and bronze table either side of it.

On the wall between them and opposite the door they came through was a huge four poster bed festooned with red velvet brocade and red and gold bed linen. To their right as they walked in was a matching bronze cabinet to the tables upon which stood a widescreen television. The carpet was a plush deep pile cream colour and the wallpaper was in a Chinese gold and red print.

Patsy walked to the run of wardrobes and opened the far left door to reveal beyond it an en-suite bathroom that was larger than their main one at home and comprised a corner bath, hand basin, a three person shower, a toilet, a bidet and in-built vanity units. Fiona was astounded and just looked at the room in total amazement. She took Fiona through and said.

"Strip off and we'll shower."

Fiona removed her shoes, shimmied out of her dress and then removed her choker, suspenders and stockings to stand next to Patsy who had also removed her shoes and collar. Then she thoroughly cleaned Fiona's face of her make-up before starting the power shower and directed Fiona into it, following her and closing the door behind her as she entered. Both girls stood under the cascading droplets, feeling invigorated as the hot water hit them. Patsy soaped Fiona up and then started to wash her all over, sliding her soapy naked tits and her naked body all over Fiona giving her sensuous feelings from the intimate contact.

Patsy didn't leave an inch of Fiona's body untouched and Fiona willingly leant forward with her back bent and hands on the tiles allowing Patsy to vigorously soap her cunt clean of the sex juices deposited there during the evening, even enjoying the douche that she performed on her cunt to clean it out of the cum Andrew had deposited there.

"Master insists on a clean cunt to fuck" Patsy told her as she slipped the special shower attachment into Fiona's cunt and sprayed the cleansing water inside her.

Fiona found it so arousing to be washed and pampered this way. Patsy took a long time washing and conditioning her hair. Both girls were thoroughly soaked and cleansed off when Patsy, still under the rivulets of water falling from above, took Fiona's head in her hands, turned her face to the left and crushed her lips over hers.

She held Fiona in a firm but gentle embrace and slid her tongue into Fiona's mouth. Their tits touched and Fiona kissed back with as much enthusiasm as she was receiving. Fiona had truly discovered how much she enjoyed girl on girl contact and pressed herself tight against Patsy to savour the sensations of Patsy's warm wet tits boring into her own. Whether by accident or subconscious choice her hand found Patsy's cunt and she slid a finger deep into her.

The two girls explored each other's bodies and gave exchanged sensual lesbian caresses as they stood under the jets of water cascading all over them and after long minutes of kissing, Patsy had Fiona with her back to the shower wall kneeling in front of her licking her cunt as if it contained nectar. Fiona was cumming and Patsy could sense it.

"Cum for me. Cum in my mouth" she pleaded as she tongued and strummed Fiona's cunt and clit.

Fiona felt herself begin to simmer then into a slow boil until her orgasm washed over her and holding Patsy by her head she ground her cunt down onto her tongue. She couldn't remember ever cumming as many times in one evening.

"Oh Patsy that was incredible now I want to lick you" she told her.

"No Fiona we don't have time. I was instructed to make you cum so that your ability to do so with Master will be decreased giving him more enjoyment from your body. I enjoyed it though I really did and maybe the next time you are here you can bring me off" she replied.

They both shared a long tender kiss and then Patsy turned the shower off and they exited the cubicle. Patsy dried Fiona in a big fluffy red towel and then quickly dried herself. She took a long time to dry Fiona's hair, shave and perfume her cunt and gently rub more soothing balm onto her striped buttocks.

Once that was done Patsy applied Fiona's slut make-up and eventually Fiona was as ready as she would ever be except for being dressed. Patsy opened another door in the wardrobes and displayed a walk in dressing room fitted with, wardrobes, drawers and mirrors.

"What's your figure Fiona?" Patsy asked.

"28B-18-28" came the reply

Patsy re-appeared with a gold coloured lingerie set in Fiona's size. She fitted the half-cup padded bra, scooping Fiona's tits into an uplifted deep inviting cleavage so that they practically spilled over the top of the cups and then fastened the eight strap suspender belt around her waist. There were no knickers for her to wear. Patsy carefully rolled her sheer black fully fashioned cuban heeled stockings up her legs and fastened them to the one inch wide chrome clips. Her final act was to slip Fiona's black 5" high heels onto her feet.

"Recline yourself on the bed and Master will be with you shortly. Enjoy your self Fiona, Master is a wonderful lover you will want to please him of that I am certain."

She kissed her lightly and left the room leaving Fiona nervous at what she was about to experience. She was just eleven years old after all. She had not been alone downstairs and though she had performed oral sex with some of the men and fucked a boy, she had been within the influence of her step-father but now she would be alone with a man other than John for the very first time. She was visibly trembling with nerves when the bedroom door opened and George came into the room.

She looked at him and saw a tall, well built man in his sixties, grey haired, possessing a handsome clean shaved face. His eyes were a piercing deep brown and had a look of complete confidence in them. From what she saw all he was wearing was a deep red dressing gown and slippers. He looked at Fiona and a warm smile crossed his face.

She lay across the bed on her left side with the pillows behind her, propped up on her left arm and facing the door. This had the effect of pushing her tits together and making her cleavage appear even more inviting. She had her right arm across her front so that her fingers rested just on the bed cover. Her left leg was straight out and her right leg crossed over her left and bent at the knee to display her stockings and heels to best effect and to hide her shaved cunt from his view. He confidently strolled over to the bed and smiled disarmingly at her as his eyes never left hers although he was drinking in the vision before him.

"Hello Fiona, I hope Patsy was a great help to you? She is a very devoted slave to me" he told her.

Fiona knew what a sex slave was as John had told her many times that she was his. She smiled nervously back at him but didn't reply. He sat on the bed and ran the back of his fingers on his right hand over her face and through her long blonde tresses. She gazed into his eyes and trembled at his touch.

"Don't be afraid I won't hurt you. You are a truly beautiful young girl Fiona and I know you are very young but you have a sexuality about you that many women twice and three times your age do not posses. I watched you tonight and you enjoyed everything you did didn't you?"

Fiona nodded and averted her eyes only for him to put his fingers under her chin to raise her head up to look at her.

"I know you are nervous and John tells me that this will be your first time with another man. Well, if you show half as much commitment to enjoying yourself as you did with young Andrew, we will have a wonderful experience won't we?"

Fiona was too embarrassed to reply. The fact that he had watched them fuck, even though she knew everyone in the room had watched them as they fucked each other, was too embarrassing for her to respond to.

"Have you lost your tongue Fiona" he asked her.

"No Sir. It's just that doing it downstairs was so different to what's happening now. Down there I had no choice because Daddy was there and he made me do it or face punishment if I didn't. Even Andrew told me we would be punished if we didn't put on a good performance for everyone. I know that Daddy will punish me if I don't please you but it seems different with just you and me here."

He laughed a little at her honesty and stroked her hair as he gazed deep into her eyes. He dropped his face until he was an inch away from hers and said.

"John isn't here and it is just you and me. There will be no threat hanging over you because whatever happens here I will not give John the opportunity to punish you. I want you to relax and give yourself to me and enjoy what we do together." And he kissed her very lightly on her lips.

"You are such a beauty Fiona. Experienced way beyond your years and though you are still a child the woman inside has been set free years ahead of her time."

Fiona looked quizzically at him not fully understanding him but a beaming smile burst across her face.

"You're nice Sir. I'm not used to that. Daddy just fucks me and only sometimes lets me cum. He likes to hurt me and Mum so all this is so different. I'm not sure of anything or what you want me to do. Do you want me to suck you off right now and then you can fuck me?"

He laughed again and shook his head.

"You are so sweet. I would love to have you live here so you can see how different things could be. My girls know they are protected and don't fear me but John is such a fool. Don't tell him I said that though it's a secret for us to share."

Fiona put her right hand around his neck and pulled him to her and kissed him with her scarlet painted lips. He held her face to his and returned the kiss. She smelt divine and was having the desired effect on him as he felt his cock begin to twitch. Their lips locked and he felt her tongue begin to probe into his mouth, entwining with his as they melted into each others arms.

He held her cradled in his left arm and caressed her back and head with his other. Fiona arched her back to push her tits into his chest and flung both arms around him to crush him to her. She exhaled a huge breath and a moan of desire escaped her lips. George broke the kiss and looked deep into her eyes.

"Are you sure you're only eleven years old?"

"Yes sir" and she nodded, smiling at him "Don't you believe me?"

"It's hard to believe someone so young can be so responsive."

"I like kissing" she told him "and I like kissing you because you make it feel nice. My Daddy kisses me but there's no feeling in it."

"Well then Fiona we'll kiss all night long" he told her "Now why don't you unfasten my dressing gown."

Fiona's nimble fingers tugged at the half knot on the belt around his waist and pulled it loose. Then she slipped the gown from his shoulders and he was naked on the bed. Fiona kissed his chest and began to slowly work her way down his chest. She pulled the garment away from him and came face to face with his erect cock. Although she had already seen it once that evening when she had sucked him off, she stopped her movement to look at it in all its glory.

"I like your cock" she piped up "it's not too big and won't hurt me like Daddy's does. I loved sucking it tonight too."

She looked up at him and fisted his cock at the same time, pumping her hand around it. He allowed her to play with it and to relax enough to enjoy what she was doing. George slid onto the bed and moved her so she was laid back resting on the pillows and then lay alongside her, stroking her tits and running his right hand all over her.

She shuddered as he ran his fingers lightly over her shaved mound and on down to her naked thighs and over her stocking tops, tracing her seams as far as he could. Their lips met again in a long lingering tongue swapping kiss and she slowly stroked him with her left hand as he delicately and slowly traced his fingers across her cleavage, over her stomach and down to cup her hairless sex. Fiona willingly opened her legs for him and pressed her cunt into his probing fingers now sliding along her slit.

"Mmmmnnn that's nice" she murmured her mouth still filled with his tongue.

"Well, you'll like this even more then" he replied.

George kissed his way all the way down her body, over her tits and cleavage, snaking his tongue over her belly button, applying butterfly kisses to her shiny smooth mound and moved himself between her parted black stocking clad thighs to lick her cunt and clit. Fiona arched her back at the pleasurable sensations he was giving her, pushed her tits upwards and then parted her legs as far apart as she could, planting her 5" high heels flat on the bed, her black stocking clad legs bent at the knee. She held his head in her hands and moved his tongue up and down her cunt.

"OOOOhhhmmmnnn yes that's good!" she exclaimed "Please don't stop Sir I love your tongue in my cunt. I'm so wet, your tongue is driving me wild, ooohhh mmmmnn, more tongue please more tongue."

She was grinding her cunt in a circular motion as George held her by her stocking clad thighs and drilled his tongue as deep into her wet cunt as he could.

"Oohh fuck!!" she wailed "Fuckk yeesss mmmnnn ooohh."

The coarse language coming from such a young girl drove George to greater endeavours wanting to pleasure her more and more. He tongue fucked her, laved her clit, slid his hot tongue along her slit from clit to arsehole and then toyed with her sensitive rosehole. She bucked at that.

"Ooohhh fucking hell what are you doing? Don't stop it's wonderful mmmnn yeeess ooohhh aahhhh don't stop please don't stop tongue fuck me pleassse tongue fuck me!"

"George drove his tongue as far as he could into her anus and Fiona exploded on the bed.

"Jeeeezzzz mmmmnnnooooohhh aahhhhh yeeesssss ooohh fuck!!!!!!! What are you doing to me?"

Her buttocks were off the bed and she was gripping his head tight to push down onto his probing tongue as he gave her oral pleasures she had never had before. For ten long minutes he had her screaming her pleasure as he tongued her cunt and ass, at one point drilling his tongue into her cunt then out and into her asshole and then back into her cunt again.

"I'm cumminnn suhhh!" she declared "CUMMINNN oooohh yesss don't stopppp ooohhhhh yessss cummin! cummin!! I'M CUMMMIINNNGGGG!!!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!"

Fiona exploded! She writhed and shuddered into an almighty climax far more intense than any she had ever recalled since she started fucking John. He had never given her pleasure like this and throughout her climax she kept driving her cunt onto that probing tongue that had sent her wild. Then with a heaving cleavage she slowly came back down from orbit and lay back on the bed panting hard and fast.

"That... was.... incred...ible... sir" she stuttered.

"I take it you enjoyed it then" he asked her.

Fiona could only nod her head as she caught her breath but grasped his cock in her hand and stroked it.

"My turn now sir" and she dazzled a beaming smile at him.

He pulled her close into his arms and cuddled her.

"Plenty of time for that" he told her and rocked her "We have all night. Would you like a drink? Are you hungry?"

I'd like a drink sir but I'm not hungry. I'm too nervous to eat" she responded.

"You should always make sure you eat properly that way those beautiful tits of yours will grow even bigger!" and he tickled her making her laugh "Could I persuade you to eat some chocolates?"

"Erm ooh yes that'd be nice" she admitted.

He rose up from the bed and walked over to the cabinet with the television on it and opened the top drawer. He withdrew a large green and gold box and returned to the bed offering it to her. Fiona's face must have been a picture as she looked inside at the choice of chocolates available to her. She looked at him and he nodded with his head.

"Have whatever you want and I will just get some drinks for us. Whisky ok?" he asked.

"I don't drink whisky sir" she replied in a forlorn voice.

"I'm just joking Fiona. Coke, Pepsi, or some other juice?" he enquired.

"Could I really have a Pepsi Sir?" she asked him her eyes filled with hope.

"Of course you can" he smiled back at her.

She started eating a chocolate, quickly followed by a second and a third. She couldn't believe how delicious they were. She looked up at him and saw him smiling at her.

"They are nice aren't they?" he said.

"Don't you want one Sir?" she asked offering the box to him.

He shook his head and pressed a switch next to bed. Within a minute there was a knock on the door and Patsy entered. For some unknown reason Fiona felt embarrassed at being seen dressed like that with George and went into a ball, covering herself up with her arms. She realised how silly it was since she and Patsy had been so intimate just a short time before but Patsy just smiled reassuringly at her.

"Yes Master?" she asked

"Would you be a good girl and bring Fiona a nice big glass of Pepsi and I'll have fresh orange."

"Yes Master as soon as I can."

"Thank you Patsy" he told her.

Fiona looked amazed at the conversation that had just taken place. Patsy was naked as was George and there was obviously a dominant relationship in existence but he didn't shout at her or call her crude names. He was so nice. She smiled at him and patted the bed next to her.

"Could I please suck your cock Sir?" she asked.

"Of course you can" he said.

George sat back propped up on numerous pillows as Fiona lay on her right side and laid her head in his lap. Her left hand cradled his balls and she lifted his semi erect cock to her young but educated mouth and began licking it from top to bottom whilst fondling his balls. She spat on it twice and released his balls to slick her saliva all over it.

"I want to suck you for at least an hour. Will that be all right with you sir?"

"It certainly will be Fiona." He responded as she spat on his cock again and slid it into her warm wet eleven year old mouth.

He arched his back to the immediate sensations she was giving him as she took it straight to the back of her throat and then hollowed her cheeks sucking hard as she pulled it back out, slathering her tongue along the shaft as she did so and using her hand to wank the stem as it re-appeared. Her lips formed a tight "O" as she sucked it slowly back in, half an inch at a time, pushing her head down until it was once more at the back of her throat.

When she had it back out again a long strand of saliva connected his cock to her mouth. She spat on it again and quickly swallowed it back in and began a slow bobbing rhythm, sucking hard and stroking the shaft as it came glistening with saliva back out of her mouth. She fisted it tight around the base and kissed the head, licking and nibbling it.

"Am I doing a good job sir?" she asked in a wicked little voice, rubbing his cock across her firm cleavage.

"Oh yess Fiona, yesss! He responded.

"I can do better though" she said.

Fiona spat on his cock twice and devoured it. The moment it reached the back of her throat she swallowed and pushed down hard. His cock slid effortlessly into her throat and she didn't stop pushing until her nose was buried in his pubic hair.

"Fucking hell Fiona...pohhh yess mmmn."

She held him there whilst she counted to thirty, using her tongue to stimulate the shaft in her mouth and her hand to jiggle and squeeze his balls.

"Iz that bettuh?" she mumbled with his cock buried as deep as she could get it in her talented eleven year old throat.

"Fucckk Fiona my toes are curling! Paaoohh oohh yeess!"

Fiona had begun to slide him in and out of her throat, sliding his shaft all the way out until just the head of his cock was lodged at her tonsils. She no longer felt any gagging sensations now, just a slight tickle each time she plunged his cock into her voracious mouth. A couple of minutes after she began there was a knock at the door and Patsy returned with their drinks.

In the position they were in Patsy had an unimpeded view of Fiona sucking George off and masturbating his cock into her mouth accompanied by her loud moans of real pleasure. Their eyes met and unlike the previous visit, Fiona felt that everything was just right. She was an eleven year old sex slave who was enjoying sucking cock, so she arched her back and pushed her tits out and sucked hard and fast. Patsy was impressed and smiled as she placed their drinks on the side tables and then left.

Five minutes passed, then ten, fifteen, twenty minutes and still Fiona bobbed her head and sucked his cock with a precision that a woman of thirty years experience could hardly better. His balls were awash with her saliva and she had him cumming on four occasions but his groans of imminent relief and pleasure signalled to her to ease off and deny him his release so that she could prolong his pleasure. After thirty minutes George stuttered.

"Slide around astride me so I can taste you too."

Fiona took his cock from her mouth and fisted it hard as she didn't want him to lose his erection. She slid across him into the classical 69 position and his mouth was an inch away from her streaming cunt, slick with her juices.

"Please don't make me cum Sir, I want you to enjoy being sucked off and I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to taste you."

"Let's see what develops Fiona" he said and buried his tongue into her slit.

He had black seamed stockings and suspender straps either side of his head and could feel her bra pressing into his chest. With agile fingers he slipped the fastener and slid the arm straps down. Fiona raised herself up and tossed the bra to one side without breaking her sucking motion. She had him balls deep again and was stimulating the shaft with her throat muscles and tongue whilst laying flat on top of him. With her legs spread wide apart she placed her hands on her buttocks and pulled her cheeks wide apart.

"Pleze tung mye azz ole" she asked.

George rammed his tongue into her anus and fucked her with it. Fiona thrust back to meet his tongue and bobbed her head up and down with such speed he felt her nipples boring into him. He slid his hands between them and cupped her tits. It was an all round oral and digital fuck fest taking place that went on and on. First it was Fiona who cried out in ecstasy, then it was George and then he managed to get her to moan out loud again only to have the pleasure returned.

He came up for a breath, licking her cunt and still fondling her tits and nipples and saw that they had been locked in that position for nearly forty minutes. He had nearly cum twice more and so had Fiona but each of them denied the other that final release.

"You're an incredible little lady Fiona but I can't last much longer you've been sucking me for over an hour. I can't remember the last time I stayed hard so long."

"Cum weneffa u wan tu Sir. Eym reddee."

He buried his tongue back into her cunt and began to thrust his cock up into her mouth. Fiona met each powerful cock stroke with her own downward bob and buried his cock deep into her talented eleven year old throat. He wasn't face fucking her so much as throat fucking her. He had been on the boil for sometime now and knew he would be cumming at any moment so he began to tongue fuck her cunt then her arse alternating between the two holes. They were both determined to make each other cum first, Fiona especially as she now knew she had sucked him for at least an hour.

She sucked and laved and let him fuck her throat and willed herself not to cum despite the impending orgasm about to engulf her. She won the race and sensed that moment of his release to pull his cock from her throat and keeping her lips tightly wrapped around the head allowed him to ejaculate the contents of his balls into her eleven year old mouth. He couldn't continue tonguing her as an immense torrent of cum exploded from his cock and he jetted twelve heavy cum blasts of his cream into her hot, wet, welcoming eleven year old mouth.

He was in his sixties and he had already cum three times earlier that night but this was an awesome sensation. He kept ejaculating and it seemed to be never ending with each blast making him almost pass out with the intensity of his release. Fiona puffed her cheeks out and felt him fill her mouth until she had to swallow some of his gism to make room for the rest he offloaded into her. He held her down to his chest by her tits and tongued her into an immense orgasm.

As she erupted and screamed out her passion his cum spilled from her mouth spattering all over them both and she almost choked as she swallowed it and sneezed at the same time. Cum went everywhere, even down her nostrils as he wouldn't stop tonguing her. She collapsed on his chest and lay there panting whilst he slowly and gently licked her cunt.

"That was fan..tas..tic sir" she managed to say with a fast beating heart.

They lay like that for a long time until he raised himself slightly up to look at her laid on top of him. The sight was memorable. Two half moon buttocks outlined with a gold suspender belt and black seamed stockings, with her long blonde hair messily covering her head and face and two arms resting alongside his legs.

"Are you ok Fiona" he asked feeling her tits pressing into him each time she breathed.

"Mmmm I feel like I'm flying" she whispered back.

"Come up here and have a drink. You deserve it after that."

She wearily moved herself off him and he saw what a mess her face was. Her make-up was ruined with tear streaks down her face, saliva dribbled all over her cheeks, snot and cum was drying all over the place and matted her hair and clung to her chest. Her eyes were just two large black ovals from her mascara having run and she looked shattered.

"Are you sure you're ok?"

"Yes I'm just so tired. I've never cum so many times before. I'm lucky if I get that many in a month from my Daddy." She crawled on all fours and collapsed next to him and he offered a drink to her lips.

"Thank you sir. You really are nice to me"

"You finish that off and I'll get you some more."

She looked at the clock and saw it was well after midnight.

"Please sir you still have to fuck me!" she said.

He turned back to her and started laughing. Her face took on a hurt look as he did so and he went back to her and cuddled her in his arms.

"I'm in my sixties young lady and I haven't cum so many times in one night for a long time either, so I'll need to rest. You've tired me out young lady."

"I can stay awake until you're ready" she said.

"Why not join me in the bath?"

Fiona just smiled and nodded. The thought of having a bath with him in that big corner bath appealed to her. He pressed the switch again and within a couple of minutes Patsy was standing naked in her collar and heels before him. She had taken the opportunity to bring further drinks but her face was perturbed at the state of Fiona's face.

"Fiona is quite an insatiable young lady with incredible oral skills Patsy." And he smiled a paternal smile at her "Could you run a bath for us both and then get yourself to bed. I promise I won't need you again tonight."

Five minutes later Patsy had prepared the bath and laid out fresh towels for them both.

"Thank you for looking after us Patsy. You're such a good girl" and he held her in his arms, kissed her on her lips, then on each ringed nipple and patted her naked arse.

"I'm happy to serve you Sir" and she beamed a genuine happy smile at him "Goodnight Fiona."

"Goodnight Patsy" she replied.

They luxuriated in the soapy scented bubbles for at least half an hour until the water started to go cold. Fiona lay back against his chest feeling safe and protected in his arms whilst George took advantage to cup both of her B cup tits and caress them, feeling their youthful firmness.

"I like the way you feel my tits Sir" Fiona responded.

She turned sideways into him and moved as far up his body as she could, put her left arm around his neck, pulled him to her lips and kissed him with all the passion she could muster. She slid her tongue into his mouth and her free hand curled itself around his cock and she started to pump it.

"Careful now Fiona you just may get me aroused again!" he joked.

"I want you to fuck me!" she admitted in a low voice.

"And I want to fuck you too" he responded.

"I want you to fuck me here in the bath" she confessed.

"Well let's give it a go shall we?" he smiled.

Fiona dropped her head into his lap and took his cock once more into her willing mouth He was erect within three minutes and he had been playing with her tits whilst she worked her magic. Fiona knelt up and put her hands on the edge of the bath, bent her back, spread her legs and offered her cunt to him.

George knelt up too, aligned his rock hard cock at her cunt and pushed inside. She was tight. She was warm. It felt like liquid velvet had been poured over his swollen member. Fiona sighed and pushed back.

"My daddy's cock is too big but yours feels lovely in there." She confided to him

Fiona squeezed with her cunt muscles and pushed back to meet his inward strokes. George leant over her and cupped both tits, playing with her nipples, squeezing them to send shivers of delight coursing through her eleven year old body. He was engulfed with a softness he had difficulty in describing. A young girl has so much to offer an older man that a mature woman has long forgotten she once possessed.

"OOOhh fuck me Sir. Really deep. You feel so good in there ooohhh yesss."

"You really are enjoying this aren't you?" he observed

"Oh yes Sir. You're so gentle and kind. You make it fun too. Not like my daddy, He's too rough" she explained "I've only been fucking for eight months but I've really enjoyed tonight. Everything has been just great. Ooohhhh yeessss."

George had picked up the speed and was using a few fast short thrusts alternating them with long deep ones and always careful not to cause her any pain to her striped arse. Fiona's cunt swallowed him up and it felt tight despite what she was saying about how big John was.

"How often does John fuck you Fiona?"

"Every day sir, three times at least. I suck him off first thing on a morning and he usually fucks me too. As soon as I get in from school, I suck and fuck him and then every evening ahhhh ooh yess fuck me!! Oh jeez yesss fuck me Sir!!"

George was firmly thrusting in and Fiona was meeting him every time. The water was splashing around and he quickly felt himself cumming yet again. It took only another two minutes and he ejaculated, spending the meagre contents of his balls into her welcoming steaming tight cunt.

"Oohh yesss I can feel you filling me up Sir. OH that's lovely. Did you enjoy fucking me Sir?"

He collapsed across her back, cupping both tits and was panting hard.

"I can't remember a better nights fucking since before my wife died." he told her.

Fiona squealed with appreciation and squeezed her cunt muscles tight to milk him of the very last drop of his cum. Then she pulled off him and turned around to clean his cock off with her mouth only to find he had settled back into the water.

"Please Sir I'm supposed to suck you clean after you've cum" she told him.

"But we're in the bath Fiona. There's no need for that."

She looked puzzled and then lay back against him.

"I don't want tonight to end. Patsy said you were a wonderful lover and she's right."

"She is, is she? Well she shouldn't go saying such things. I will have to punish her tomorrow for that."

Fiona turned quickly to face him a look of terror on her face.

"Please don't do that sir she never meant anything by it. I'm sure she loves you Sir and she just wanted to make me feel relaxed. Please don't hurt her."

"Hurt her? I couldn't hurt her. Her punishment will be to spend the night in bed with me" he laughed "That's the worst punishment she ever gets from me."

"I love you too Sir with all my heart!" she told him and hugged him tight.

"That's a nice thing to say. Now let me put some cream on your buttocks."

Twenty minutes later snuggled up warm in bed, Fiona lay across his chest and kissed it, running her fingers through his hairs.

"Goodnight Sir."

"Goodnight Fiona, sleep soundly."

He switched the light out and within a minute Fiona fell into an exhausted but contented sleep. He stroked her cheeks and smiled to himself. He would have to put the wheels in motion and get this girl away from John. After all that's what he'd done for Patsy.