Vivienne sat on the couch in the Parlor with the skirt of her dress pulled up.  Watching as the butler and one of the maids were taking her direction.  They were playing one of her many games that she insisted they play for her.  The Pierce family had the affinity for sexual prowess, they often had many games that they played inside and outside of the bedroom.  At the moment the maid was face down on one of the side tables with her skirt pushed up and her panties pulled down waiting for what the butler was about to give her.<br/><br/>“Rub her ass, tell her what a bad girl she has been.” Vivienne said calmly, matter of factly.<br/><br/>The thing was she was always more laser focused when she was turned on, one of the many things that made her a Pierce in the flesh. Her Oppenheimer driven qualities were slowly disappearing and the Pierce was slowly boiling up to the surface. Patrick, of course, teaching her about her family that she had never known and grooming her to be a Pierce at heart. Showing her things that she could only ever dream about.<br/><br/>Now she took what she wanted and did as she pleased. Since the staff was there to keep them happy, she wanted to know how far they would go to please her. Some would call it a test but she calls it obedience. The farther she pushed them the more she trusted them to keep her secrets.<br/><br/>“Now spank her!” she demanded with a smirk on her face. Their eyes darted over to her and she cocked her head. “Is that a no?!” she said as she stood up suddenly and walked across the room with a mission. “I said to spank her fucking ass…” she sneered as she swatted her ass with her hand. “Look, she likes it.” she said as she reached her hand down and scooped up her sweet honey. Then she impaled his mouth with her fingers so he could taste the gift that she would bless him with.<br/><br/>“Now, spank her!” she commanded again and stepped back tasting her honey herself and savoring the sweet taste.  “Oh she is devine.” she purred as she watched the man raise his hand and then spank the girl making her groan. “Make her ass red, I want to see you beat her ass.”<br/><br/>Vivienne sunk back down into the couch and pulled her skirt back up exposing her soft triangle of curls. It was the kind of night that she just wanted to watch, for the moment.<br/>