Constance looked at her dearest son, her eyes gentle.  “My darling, dearest boy, I would rather you did not play with her at the table. Place her over there where the rest of the slaves will be seated” she said to him, shaking her head slightly.  She knew he would probably punish her later, and that only sent a thrill of desire through her.<br/><br/>When the good Countess arrived, Connie smiled, kissing her gently, “you are a dear friend.” She said, kissing her soundly on the lips, pressing her body against her, “you are a vixen I feel Victoria.” She winked and then swept away, making her rounds of the room.<br/><br/>Seeing the newest footman arrive with a slave Connie nodded at him. Holding the sherry glass in her fingers she approached him, “you very resplendent in you finery young man,” she told him, “his Lordship is not with us presently, this is my oldest son, he will one day become the Lord of the Keep” she told him, her finger trace up his jacket, spotting the locket.  She touched it, spotting the new slave had one also, she smirked, the Lady could be devious.<br/><br/>“You have done well, as long as she knows her place and what is expected of her in the dining room” She moved to the slave, her hand cupping her chin and lifting her face to look at her.  She could see the resemblance there.  She filed that away, maybe she would invite them to her chamber, see if they would be fun to corrupt.  She thought they would, “you are a pretty one child, you know what's expected of you!!” she said then she moved away, looking up as another new member of the house arrived.<br/><br/>“You are most welcome in this house , Mr Marcus, I had heard of your appointment and I look forward to see what you can do with the fillies we have here” she glanced at the slaves and smiled, “we pride ourselves on our thoroughbreds.  Please make yourself at home here, dinner will begin shortly” she told him, “slaves are usually house property, but my son has claimed one for his own pleasure.  But if any interest you please say, we have plenty to go round.  Also the maid-slaves are here to serve in all and any ways” she said pointedly, glancing at Evie as the maid-slave entered with the silver wear.<br/><br/>“I do not think the Countess would be happy if you tried to train her, she is my dearest friend and confidant” she told him, winking at Victoria.<br/><br/>Constance felt her heart flutter slightly as the very dashing and handsome Captain marched in looking every inch the Officer he was. “ Captain Flashman, it is an honour you do my house by visiting” she swooned, dropping an elegant curtsey to him, “I hope Sir you will honour me with a private visit and take some tea, I would hear of the exploits of her Majesty's finest” she said, her voice full of need and desire.  Constance had a weakness for men in uniform.