Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&Shadowtime)
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				Title: <strong>Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 17:12:08</strong>
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				Annabelle walked around the house, inspecting it for it's cleanliness in preparation for tonight celebration. Running her finger across a dark oak table to check for dust, she nodded in satisfaction. She continued to move about as she tossed her dark auburn curls to one side and smiled softly at the servants that busied themselves throughout the manor. Her blue eyes sparkled as she looked at each one as if she was inspecting them. Her husband had been gone for a year already, and rarely sent postcards or telegraphs anymore. The only thing she had to keep her mind occupied was parties, spending the money that he deposited into her account, and watching over their home. As one of her male servants passed her by, she felt that stir of loneliness hit her again as she watched his muscular form move about. Biting her lower lip as she felt her desire grow, she decided that it was time to get dressed. She looked to one of her young maidens that had been in her home for several years, one that she could trust, and pulled her aside.&nbsp; I want you to fetch one of the male servants and let him know that[ the lady of the house needs some assistance in her chambers please? she said, nodding knowingly. As the young maiden smiled, she moved her way to the stairs up to her room. <br><br>Once she was in her room, she began unbuttoning her dress from behind as she slid out of it and tossed it across the dressing screen and slid the hoops that held her skirts out from around her hips. All that was left on her now was her dark corset, garters, hosiery and her heels. She pulled the remainder of her dark locks from the styled fashion she's done them in earlier and let them fall around her shoulders and down her back. Glancing back in the mirror, she took a shaky breath as she prepared for the male servant to be brought to her.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 21:15:02</strong>
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				Jonathan Sutter considered himself fortunate as did most of the working class who worked in domestic service. In the latter years of Queen Victoria’s reign they were part of a generation taught not to question the natural order of things and that there should be a certain pride in serving ones betters. Sutter took pride in his position as Butler to this household. He had been trained but at just 24 years old was still young to hold such a position in a prestigious household like that of the Major and his Lady.<br><br>He had his own room in the attic level where the staff quarters were. It was small but clean with a little window overlooking the rear gardens. The maids had to share rooms so he felt privileged and the few shillings he was paid each month were saved for those few occasions when he had a day free to leave the house and its grounds. Service staff expected little in terms of holidays and the security of accommodation and meals went a long way to compensate for being almost always at the beck and call of the family.<br><br>Within the household he was known as Charles – the butler was always ‘Charles’, just as the cook was always ‘Mary’ no matter how many staff came and went. It saved the family the tiresome duty of having to learn the actual names of the servants and was common practice among the old money households.<br><br>When Louise brought him the message summoning him to Lady Annabelle’s Chambers he was a little surprised, but having been with this family a relatively short amount of time he was still getting used to the quirks and eccentricities of the new household. So he thanked the girl and made his was directly to the Lady’s Chambers. Knocking softly he waited for a moment and then entered.<br><br>Part of his training was in how to deal with unusual or unexpected situations and the rule was generally not to react. If the staff chanced upon something they should not be seeing then they simply did not see it. So he dragged his eyes away from the luscious temptation of the Lady draped only in her undergarments and looked carefully past her as he spoke, focused on a tiny spec on the wallpaper.<br><br>“You asked for me m’Lady … should I summon one of maids to attend you?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 21:29:04</strong>
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				Annabelle smiled as she heard the knock at the door and seen that the servant had chosen for her well. Although he was relatively new, she did not mind as perhaps this could grow into something rather interesting. No, no. You will do fine. The ladies are rather delicate of the hand when it comes to lacing up a corset. Sometimes it takes the strength of a man to get my corsets to the right tightness. she said as she walked over towards him. She grabbed one of his hands and placed it on the side of her corset as she laxed her grip on it, seeing if he was going to be willing to explore a little or if she was going to have to teach him a few things. One of the maid's laced this one up earlier, and can you feel how loose it is? I was wondering if you might help me get into my evening attire. she said, looking up into his eyes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 21:43:22</strong>
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				“As you wish, m’Lady.”<br><br>The touch of the silk beneath his hand and the scent of her perfume this close to him almost cost him his manners. She was a vision of sensuality stood there in her underthings and it took all his restraint to remember his place and training (not that a butlers training extended to lacing women’s corsetry).<br><br>The thought occurred on just how long it had been since he had known any kind of sex that didn’t involve his own hand. He tried not to do that often as he had been taught that touching yourself in a wrong manner was sinful. But her presence was a powerful aphrodisiac and he had to force his mind onto other things as he quietly spoke.<br><br>“Yes, m’Lady perhaps a little loose. Would you mind turning about?”<br><br>His gaze lingered on the unbound tresses of her magnificent dark hair cascaded across her shoulder and he was a little ashamed at the familiar tingle he began to feel at his loins.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 21:55:37</strong>
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				Annabelle smiled as she turned her back towards him, but then moving away and towards the door first. She slips her fingers between her breasts to pull out a key held on a chain of gold that hangs around her neck, bringing it around to where she can lock the door. Once the door is firmly locked to where no other servants can walk in, she smiles and removes the key and sets it on her desk. Just in case another were to come in. I do not want to cause either of us undue embarrassment nor controversy. &nbsp;She moves back in front of him as she picks up his hands and places them on her waist before removing her own hands again. There we go, that is much better. &nbsp;she says softly as she smiles, glancing at herself in the mirror so that she can also see his expression, hopefully that she was gaining the reaction she hoped for. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 22:11:26</strong>
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				It is all very well somebody telling you your face should not react to inappropriate moments, but other parts of this body had not signed that agreement. Sutter was torn, was his employment here in more peril if he left or if he stayed? Certainly this should not be happening, but every move of her lithe body dressed as it was made his leaving less likely. As she guided his hands to her waist he felt the surge of his male drive start to overpower his training.<br><br>He made the mistake of meeting her gaze, those gorgeous eyes looking slightly upwards through long lashes at his own. He could not will himself to remove his hands and the thumbs moved slightly to brush the delicate fabric. His voice had grown slightly more husky as he responded.<br><br>“No, m’Lady, I would not want to be the cause of any controversy for you.”<br><br>He forced his gaze from her eyes and it fell instead on her full lips. His own lips felt suddenly very dry and he knew that he was far out of his depth with this woman, lovelier than any he had ever known, stood here half naked before him as if all his birthdays had come at once.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 22:22:07</strong>
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				Annabelle watched his gaze travel from her eyes down to her lips, and the sound of his voice only fueled her desire. She craved to feel his hands against her bare skin as she gently placed her hands against his and moved them towards her back where the corset was tightly laced. If his hands dared to venture down farther, he would easily have access to her curvy rear as well as the garter that helf her stockings in place. Undress me now please. &nbsp;her, voice trying to remain professional, but she faultered. Her heart raced with excitement as she moved her hands away after giving her commandment. I must change into the evening attire and these undergarments will not do. she said, moving back slightly so her bared bommor would graze lightly against his growing hardness. 
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 00:46:22</strong>
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				His hands hesitated and trembled ever so slightly as he tugged at the laces that bound her corset, loosening the bindings so that they could be freshly laced or removed. The tiny brush of her flesh against his trousers was delightful yet dangerously distressing. If she noticed his half erect manhood and was offended then his career was definitely over.<br><br>His gaze lingered on her shoulders and the curve of her neck, elegant flawless skin he now longed to touch. Sutter felt uncomfortably hot, never before had his starched collar seemed such a constraint. With the silky darkness of the corset half unlaced he hesitated and his fingertips trailed down a little as if they possessed a willful mind of their own. His hands rested on her hips as he struggled to resist the urge to draw her closer to him and tried to maintain one last vestige of professional conduct.<br><br>“Forgive me, m’Lady, am I to re-lace this or do you need fresh attire?”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 00:53:26</strong>
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				Annabelle smiled as she felt his fingers trail down against her skin, wishing she could feel more of his touch. His voice brought her back from her moment of slight satisfaction as she nodded. I will be needing fresh attire so you may continue. I will choose the undergarments momentarily, but I wish for you to remove these first. &nbsp;she said, her voice stern as she moved back again, almost desperate to feel him against her once more. Her hands raised up to move her hair to the side so that he may continue unlacing the other half. She looked back into the mirror, seeing his face torn between desire and duty. It excited her as she was waiting to see which way that he would go. Knowing though that even though he was new, he would have a sense of duty and restrain himself. I have noticed that you are quite the eager worker young man. Tell me, what is your name?
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 01:13:14</strong>
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				The question more rooted in the world gave him an anchor.<br><br>“I’m Charles m’Lady,.but my given name is Jonathan Sutter.”<br><br>The laces unwound under his fingers, gradually exposing the gentle curve of her naked back. He could not take his eyes from her flesh and his mind began to race as he imagined his hands and mouth on her skin. He wanted to pull the garment from her and taste her skin, but he reminded himself that he was just a servant while she was the Lady of the House, a <em>married</em> Lady, with a <em>husband</em> who had a large gun cabinet downstairs.<br><br>Fully unlaced now, the corset hang on her shoulders. His hands loitered at her hips, an unconscious expression of his desire to fill them the feast of her supple skin, to let them roam across her body and explore each exciting curve. His gaze fell to her garter belt.<br><br>“Should I get you a robe, m’Lady?”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 01:24:22</strong>
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				Annabelle smiled as she listened to his rich voice speak to her. Jonathan...it rolls off the tongue so much nicer than Charles though, does it not? she said. Once the corset was completely unlaced, she slid it off of her body and laid it on the bed. She turned to him, her upper half now completely naked as she placed her hands on his shoulders and lowered him down with a smile. His face would now be at her navel and as she had now bothered putting on nothing but her undergarments, he would be able to see the velvety folds of her womanhood before him as well. <br><br>You may get me my robe once you have removed my garter and my stockings. she said as she tossed her wavy locks back behind her so his eyes could feast upon her breasts. Her nipples were heard with desire and the sudden temperature change as she watched him with eyes, waiting to see his intent. Oh, and I know it may seem an odd request, but there is a little game that I play with the maids and I wonder if you are as skilled as they are. I want you to remove them with your teeth. &nbsp;she said. Of course, she did not play the games with the maids as she had said to him, but she was wanting to see if he would be willing to do it. 
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 01:41:30</strong>
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				Wrong though he knew it certainly was, it proved almost impossible for him to draw his gaze from her breasts, the ripe curve of their beautiful arcs just above his eyeline, the magnificent coral colours of the perfect ly erect nipples seemed to becon. On his knees before her, he felt hopelessly and wonderfully lost.<br><br>“Yes, m’Lady.”<br><br>He leaned in, careful to choose a clip on the outer side of her thigh. His mouth brushed the silk stocking as he tried to pick the garter clip in his teeth. It was an awkward task and one he could not manage without his mouth lingering on the skin of her thigh. The sensation of the silk clad thigh on his lips was too much and his trousers bulged alarmingly with a erection he could no longer hope to control. If she noticed he was damned.<br><br>The clip came open and he moved to the next resting against her inner thigh. A glimpse of her sex at eye level was yet another temptation. Distracted, he seemed unable to open the clip and his tongue trailed briefly on her thigh as he struggled with the task.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 01:53:36</strong>
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				As Jonathan's lips brushed against her thigh, Annabelle found her eyes closed and her head leaned back as she enjoyed the feeling of even a fraction of him against her. As his tongue trailed against her skin, she found herself growing wet with desire as she craved to feel his lips teasing her womanhood instrad of her thigh. She nearly lost control as her hand moved to rest on his head. She was so tempted to just move him then and there, to take him on her bed. The smell of her desire would softly fill the room as well as his nostrils with him being so close to her. Her mind wandered with the ways that he could fulfill her desires, but for now, she kept them quaintly tucked away as he still had a task to finish. However, once he was done would be a different story as she was becoming more bold within her demands. 
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 02:10:52</strong>
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				The scents of her body teased him further but he finally released the clip. Moving now to the other leg he had the knack for it and both clips came open quickly. Almost too quickly, for he had found a liking for this game and his body throbbed with need making it difficult to keep his hands to himself and adding recklessness to his actions. His professional reserve was gone and he was lost in the moment.<br><br>With the clips now freed he took the top of her stocking gently between his teeth and began to draw it down the length of her leg. The silky smoothness of her skin was pleasing, so unlike the coarse coal-tar soap scrubbed skin of his last partner. The subtle mix of perfume with her own body scent was so alluring and tempting. He drew it down to her ankle and with a hand gently raised her foot so he could complete the task. <br><br>Then he repeated the task with the other leg, a little quicker perhaps, an increased sense of urgency driving him now.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 02:17:40</strong>
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				Annabelle smiled and nodded with a satisfactory smirk once he had removed her stockings as she stood with both feet planted on the ground. She could sense his need rise as she noted the urgency in his actions now. He would either cave with the next task or run for the door, in which she had already locked so he would not be able to open it without thinking of the key first. Her hand still rested on his head she gave his hair a light tussle as she nodded with approval. <br><br>You're doing great Jonathan, all that is left is my garter. &nbsp;she said, her voice filled with lust as she looked down upon him. She gently pressed his head against the belt as his lips would brush against her wet sex, giving him a taste of what was to come next once his task was completed. 
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 02:26:45</strong>
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				He did not resist her leading his face so close to her sex. Rather he lingered, his mouth so close to those secret lips, his tongue begging to taste of her. When he moved to draw down the garter belt his actions were clumsy and driven by need, he dragged it down and cast it aside.<br><br>Sutter turned his eyes up towards his Lady. He could no more disguise the look in his eyes now than he could hide the swelling in his trousers. The scent of her body filled his nostrils and he longed for her wet sex to fill his mouth too. Careless now of what repercussions his actions might bring he could think only of her skin under his touch and the taste of her.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 02:39:48</strong>
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				Annabelle noted his pause before he took the garter off. She now stood before him completely naked as the day she was born and she shivered as she looked down and noticed that he was now looking at her, his eyes filled with desire and need. She wanted to feel his body against hers and she drew him up to move and stand in front of her. His erection was quite obvious as she smirked, forcing her voice to return back to being cold and stern. Oh, now what is this? she asked as she grasped him in her hand. I see that someones imagination has been running wild while down there. &nbsp;she said. She released the grasp she had on him as she moved to unbutton his trousers and released him swelling manhood from their confines. Looking down, she was quite surprised at his size and girth. Oh my, Jonathan, you are a naughty servant. How do you suppose we fix this problem?
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 02:51:33</strong>
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				He was momentarily dismayed by her mock reproach, but her hand on the button of his flies gave some reassurance. It was no small measure of relief to have his cock released from the tight trousers and it stood stiffly out with its own small yet angry pulse of heartbeat.<br><br>The mix of his own desire and the scent of her arousal so evident that it led Sutter to unaccustomed boldness, presumption he would have not believed himself capable of one hour ago.<br><br>“My apologies, m’Lady, I’m quite sure I will do <em>anything</em> you wish to make amends.”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 05:24:33</strong>
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				Annabelle smiled as she moved away from him and moved to lay herself on the bed. With her legs spread wide open, she motioned for him to move towards the bed as well and drop to his knees. Well then, I suppose that you should get to working then, before I make your indiscretions known to the Master of the household when he returns. &nbsp;she said, slightly laughing. She watched his every movement with great pleasure and smiled to him. He would know by her tone that she was not serious, and only continuing on their little game from earlier. 
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 14:30:29</strong>
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				All thought of right and wrong were lost now. He hesitated only long enough to shrug off his jacket and loosen the bow tie and collar so that it hung at his shirt front.<br><br>Still on his knees he crawled to the edge of the bed as would a dog and slid onto the covers. Deliberaztely keeping his hands from her he paused to plant a gentle kiss on her ankle bone before running the tip of his tongue up the inside of her calf. Slowly and with great care he worked his way upward with little kisses, licks and gentle teasing of the flesh between his teeth.<br><br>He paused for a moment to gaze at her lips, moist now from their games. He kissed just to one side, then the other and then the dark, trimmed hairs above her sex. Finally he traced his tongue around the outer lips, slow, teasing movements as he circled and then sought out the little bud of flesh hidden at the base of the dark hair. He worked there for long minutes, gently flicking with his tongue and then drawing it carefully with his mouth, the tiniest of sucks.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 18:28:34</strong>
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				Annabelle watched as he made his way towards the bed, a satisfactory grin as he makes his way between her legs. The kisses and nibbles set her skin on fire as the moisture of her grows. She softly sighs and moans as he continues to work his way between her soft legs. She looks down at him, Jonathan, please, I want your hands on me. Make me feel good. &nbsp; she said as she took her hand and moved it to the top of his head, pressing his face directly into her soaked womanhood with a shiver.
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 18:54:06</strong>
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				Sutter welcomed the press of his face into her sex, enjoying the feel of those silky lips against his mouth and jaw. He lapped enthusiastically at her as his hands caressed the smooth skin of her outer thighs. He moved a little, withdrawing briefly as he slid his left hand under her butt and his right across her belly. Drawing her to him in a more forceful manner he let the tip of his tongue push into those delicate folds, a brief moist thrust of soft tissues together. Again and deeper, then finally pushing his tongue as far as it would go into her welcoming body.<br><br>He relished the taste of her exotic dampness, his face and chin wet now with her juices as he slid his right hand upwards to grasp her breast. He wanted to speak and tell her how good she was but was afraid to break the spell that had created this perfect moment. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 00:09:14</strong>
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				Annabelle moaned as his tongue pressed into her folds, her back arching up so that her breasts stood out against the darkened color of her hair that laid around her. She closed her eyes and relished in the moment as he continued to move and please her.&nbsp; She moaned louder as her orgasm grew closer and closer, but she did not want to release just yet. Jonathan, damn you are so good. she said as she pulled his head away from her soaked sex. She stood up on her knees as she pulled him towards her, kissing him passionately as she tasted her juices still fresh on his lips. She casually tossed him down onto the bed as she pulled his trousers further down so she could feast her eyes on his magnificent body. 
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 00:22:56</strong>
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				The kiss had been unexpected but such a pleasure and when she pushed him back onto the bed he was surprised at such boldness and yet found that he liked it, indeed he liked it very much. Looking up at her stood on her knees he took in the view of those perfect breasts and their wonderous motion as she pulled down his trousers. Her nipples were hard with the passion that now gripped them both.<br><br>Sutter knew that he was in good shape, a product of hard work rather than anything else. What he had never fully appreciated was that nature had been generous to him. The subject of that generosity stood proud now, gorged with blood and fiercely erect, it bobbed at the movement and pulsed with each heartbeat. The ache in his belly seemed greater than he had ever known.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 01:08:27</strong>
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				Annabelle moved her way back up his, kissing various areas of exposed skin as she watched his expressions. When she finally came up to the hard prick, she let her tongue dance on the underside of of his shaft gently as her hands roamed over his hard abs. She gently kissed the head as she watched it bounce, a smile spread across her face in delight. She moved up her bed until she pulled soft, silk scarfs from under the pillow as she looked down at him. Tying one around his wrist snugly, she pulled his arm out until the other end of the scarf reached to the bedpost. Tying to the wood, she let her nails rake gently down his arm as she moved to tie the other arm to the opposite bedpost. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 14:28:55</strong>
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				The touch of Annabelle’s tongue beneath his cock sent a delicious surge of fresh sensation.<br><br>A little mystified by the game but happy to see where it might lead, Sutter let his arms be bound. The soft touch of the silk scarfs pleasant enough against his skin as was the brush of her soft flesh as she leant across him. But silk is also very strong and when she was done his arms were firmly restrained. He found his inability to reach out for her seemed to heighten his arousal and he relished that new experience.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 02:32:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle felt his hardened member swell against her side as she continued to tie him up. Once his wrists were bound snugly, she moved down his body and caressed his skin with gently kisses. When she reached his hardened nipple, she let her tongue dance around in circles against the hardened skin before she let her teeth gently graze against against it. She continued to kiss her way back down again until she came to his manhood as she covered it in kisses, leaving her red lipstick stain on them. She eyed up towards him as she once again licked the underside of his shaft. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 09:21:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She met his eyes as she glanced upward through long lashes. Gripped in powerful passion the lust in his gaze was impossible to hide now as he looked back at her. Each new touch of her lips against his member brought a fiery surge of sensation, wickedly good teasing that caused an involuntary pull at against his silken bonds.<br><br>He had no idea if this Lady so far above his humble station in life would take him in her mouth but he longed for her to do so. The low wordless sound that escaped his throat a mixture of delight and frustration, he continued to gaze at her as she played across his body.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 09:37:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle moved her hand up his thigh before firmly grasping her hands around his shaft. She moved her hand up and down it a few times before she lowered her mouth onto him and started moving her head in the same motion as she did her mouth. Whenever she would pull up, she would swirl her tongue around the head of his prick. With her other free hand, she moved it to gently caress his sack at first before massaging it lightly. She glanced back up at him again a few moments later, the excitement already drawing her womanhood to become wet again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 13:49:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sutter gasped at the magnificent sensation, the reality of her sensual touch better than anything he could have imagined. Under her experienced attention he felt his balls tighten and his erection grow yet more intense. He looked up and tried to concentrate on a spot on the ceiling, fearful that he might come too quickly ending these minutes that he would wish to last for hours. A dark thought about the reality of what they were doing calmed the mood enough to prevent a premature end.<br><br>A little control in place once more he looked down to watch Lady Annabelle work her magic. The feel of her tongue swirl about the head of his shaft seemed to draw fire up from his very toes and he found he could not help but rise his hips slight to meet each of her efforts. His arms too were drawn tight against the silk scarfs.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 16:40:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle continued to stroke his hard shaft as she sucked him, increasing her pace as she wanted him to cum. She knew that once a man had released his load the first go round that once he was hard again, they could go for hours without him going again. Her wet pussy ached with desire to ride him, but she resisted as she wanted this to go on for awhile and to please him.&nbsp; She firmed her grip around him as her free hand travelled down to her folds and she massaged her clit in circles. She'd done so on numerous occasions, but this time it felt dirtier as she had a man in bed with her. Her soft moans travelled throughout his hard prick that her mouth still surrounded.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 19:01:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The sensations she treated him to continued to build and it was not long before Sutter found himself swept up once more. The tide of passion rose in him with such force that he doubted even her husband breaking down the door could have stopped the surge that welled up. Annabelle’s mouth on his cock felt so very good and her obvious excitement added fuel to that fire. He found that the bonds too sharpened his awareness, somehow highlighting each feeling into sharp relief. As she moaned it caused an added vibration in her mouth, a final delicious layer of sensation that tipped the scales.<br><br>Without intending too he found himself thrusting and the orgasm that lifted him was a new high greater than any he had known. As his seed burst in her mouth it felt as though he were being emptied and seemed to continue an impossibly long time. He could not help but cry out, a guttural grunt from the most primal part of his being.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 02:34:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle had moved her hands onto his thighs as he started to thrust and her nails dug into his skin slightly as he released his seed into her mouth. She swallowed every drop happily and lapped at the remaining bits as a kitten would milk. Her tongue gently moved down to tease his sack for a few moments before she ran it underneath his shaft one again. She gently kissed her way back up his body until she reached his lips, giving them a quick peck as a tease.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 10:22:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the warming waves of pleasure from the climax coursed through his body Jonathan was discovering here was something maybe just a little special about being tied so. He longed to touch her, but the fact that he was powerless to do so and was laid out as if a toy for her amusement added a surprising depth to the experience. As he teased his lips with hers his heightened awareness sharply defined the press of her flesh against his, the feel of her skin and she leaned over and the brush of her erect nipples against his chest. It was an unexpected delight that left him lost for words except a heartfelt -<br><br>“M’Lady …”.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 16:06:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle straddled herself across his body as she nuzzled her face into his neck, taking in his scent. She lightly kissed and nibbled there, working her way down to his hard chest as she scooted her body down him. She licked small circled around his nipples as his semi hard cock was pressed against her soaked entrance now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 22:41:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A broad smile crossed his face as she did her body down across his. His cock had not had the opportunity to become flaccid and he was doubly pleased to see a stirring that showed it was still game to play. The press of Annabelle’s body against his was wonderful and as she came to rest with her most intimate parts wet and warm against his own it added a fresh stimulus.<br><br>Jonathan could not help but grind his hips a little, his half erect shaft pressed her lips in a silent invitation that he would welcome whatever she might wish for next. That brought a moment of realization. Yes, <em>anything</em> was correct – he was lost in the sensual luxury of the experience and would happily let her play with him in any manner she chose.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 03:00:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle lifted her hips slightly so that his head could rub in between her pink lips, soaking it in her juices. She continued to kiss his chest and flicker her tongue over his nipples as she gently raked her nails across his skin. She gyrated her hips against his cock until it was at it's fill length again, but she gently continued to move against him. She was teasing him in all she should do as she looked back at him with a wicked grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 10:24:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With the delicious damp caresses of her sex against his, Jonathan’s shaft gradually hardened once more. Annabelle’s lips, tongue and nails each adding new delights to this banquet of sensations and the growing tingle in his loins told him he still needed to feast. As he looked up at her delightfully wicked grin he wondered if he would ever be able to serve her breakfast again without a smile twitching his lips inappropriately and the longer they played together the more he found himself forgetting his station in the household.<br><br>“You feel <em>sooooo</em> good.”<br><br>His hips started a gentle movement, rising to thrust against each of her gyrations. His eyes fell on her perfect breasts and his finger curled with the urge for his hands on her skin, the denial of that pleasure heightening the other sensations.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 02:54:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle teased as long as she could until she could no longer resist the urge that she had growing inside of her. She lifted herself up as she slid back onto his hardened member. With a gasp, he entered her with ease as the two of them were obviously excited. It only took her a few moments to find a pace that she was comfortable with, but she had never been with a man so large so she took it easy at first. She moved up and down slowly, her breasts lightly bouncing with each rise and fall of her body. She placed her hands on his chest for support as her eyes wandered to his. Then she glanced up at his hands tied up and trembling. She resisted untying them as she wanted to have a bit more control for the moment, but deep inside she wanted to release him so he could ravish her body.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 12:16:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan gave a long low moan at the joy of his shaft buried deep inside her. A life in domestic service left little spare time to nurture any kind of relationship so he had relatively little sexual history, but he knew well enough that in terms of sensual experience - today he had struck gold. <br><br>He let her dictate the pace and met each descent with a gentle thrust of his own, careful not to be too rough for now and wanting to give her as much pleasure as he possibly could. The soft feel of her sex around his shaft, her hands on his chest and the silk binding his wrist, each added further delight and he found he enjoyed the restraint and the sensation of her being so in control. His gaze shifted between the bounce of her breasts and those beautiful eyes. Her own rising excitement showed in her eyes and that pleased him too.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 15:46:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle bounced there for a few moments before she picked up her speed a little. Her eyes continued to wanted over to those silk scarves that held her lover tied and bound. She paused momentarily to release each wrist gently before bringing it to her lips with a gently kiss and setting his hands on her breast. She leaned foreward, her breath warm against his ear and neck. Jonathan, please, take me. she said softly as she let her tongue reach out and such on his earlobe.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 00:32:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands gently explored Annabelle's breasts, their weight in his grasp and the texture of her flawless skin a delight. He took his time while continuing to move slowly within her. Leaning up his lips sought hers, delicate teasing kisses at first, then more forceful as he ground his mouth on hers. He teased her nipples between thumb and forefinger relishing their stiff reaction until he could resist it no longer. Bowing his head he nuzzled at her ripe breasts and quickly sought the nipples with his mouth, circling then flicking with the tip of his tongue before drawing them between his lips. Sucking for long moments while also rubbing the tip inside his mouth with his tongue.<br><br>Shamelessly indulged, he felt the fire of passion rising in him once more. Jonathan moved his hands down to her hips and in a flourish of movement turned her so that she was rolled onto her back with him now on top. He started to move inside her again, slowly at fist with deep intense strokes, then gradually quicker. Powerful long strokes now as he buried his length deep inside her. He loved the feel of her damp sex and the power of her responses to him. His left arm bore most of his weight while his right hand curled beneath her to explore the curve of her buttocks pressed back against the covers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 07:53:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle relished in his touch as his hands gently explored her body. She wondered if he had ever been with a woman before with the way that he was being so cautious, so gentle with her. As his head dipped down and his mouth and tongue explored her bosom, she couldn't help but to close her eyes and leaned back slightly. His tongue circled around her nipples as his mouth sucked at the moments later, bringing on a new wave of sensations that caused her to tighten around him. <br><br>She was quite taken aback when she had been moved to lay against the bed so quickly. There was something sensual in the way that he moved with her, as if each move had been premeditated. She spread her legs and wrapped them around his limber body, allowing him the deepest penetration possible in this position. Her soft moans filled the room as he moved quickly in her now and her hand fell to his hips to move with the motion of his hips as he thrust inside of her. One of his hands moved to grab a hold of her rear as she grinned, her body shimmering with light beads of sweat from their lovemaking.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 12:19:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan's hands roamed across her lithe form as they moved together more quickly now and he was lost in the experience once more. Her legs wrapped about him encouraged deeper and stronger penetration and he delighted in this with their synchronized moves becoming wilder. Sometimes he let his weight fall on her a little and then arched his back so that their only contact was at the sweet point of their union. His hands eventually returned to the curve of her hips drawing her hard down on his thrusts. His back and brow were also covered with a sheen of tiny droplets from their exertions.<br><br>He knew he would not come quickly after that first release and he now wanted his Lady to climax, longed to see her body arch and quiver beneath him. But that would not end it, unless she ordered it so, he wondered if she would allow his swollen cock to remain inside her while they explored other positions. It was a delicious contradiction, to feel so empowered by the act yet so much subject to her will. As he drove himself deep and hard within her, again and again, his eyes sought hers.<br><br>She was without doubt the most sensuous woman he had known.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 21:47:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Jonathan continued to drive deep in her, she felt the sensation inside of her begin to grow as his head would perfectly hit her sweet spot each time he moved inside of her. She moaned, her legs shaking slightly as her orgasm began to come forth. Her gripped onto him tightly, his thrusts seemingly intensified as she finally released around him, crying out a loud moan of pleasure as she gripped to him. She panted as she held him close, her who&nbsp; body immensely satisfied and yet desiring more of him. A few moments later, he loosened her grip as she smiled and laughed lightly, but not giving him any command to stop.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 22:17:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He remained still deep inside her as she came relishing the sensations of her climax, the tiny quivers and the wonderful internal contractions which drew on him so delightfully. Were it not for his earlier release it would have been enough to bring him to climax with her, but as it was he could just enjoy witnessing her pleasures in this most intimate manner.<br><br>When she was sated he began to slowly move once more with slow, sensual thrusts. Taking time to caress her breasts he played gently with her nipples, caressing them with his fingertips and then his tongue. Then he took her about the waist and holding her rolled so that she was once more on top. When he spoke there was a touch of unfamiliar mischief in his voice.<br><br>"Unless there is something more I can do for m'Lady?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 22:29:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle grinned as he continued to move slowly, then he held her gently as he rolled onto his back and she was placed on top. She could still feel her muscles slightly contracting around his still swollen member. Hearing the mischief in his voice made her grin as she moved her hips gently to keep them both going. She cared not that she should have long been dressed by now as she was still immensely enjoying herself. She knew though that her guests would be arriving soon and that they would&nbsp; have to part. She smiled again and moved down to kiss him lightly and then trail across his jawbone. Her lips lightly brush against his earlobe as she began to whisper into his ear. Jonathan, I want you to fuck me like a female dog in heat. she said, pulling back as a blush came across her cheeks. She never had been one to talk dirty, but it felt liberating to&nbsp; her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>03-10-2010, 15:37:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Momentarily surprised at the words he never expected to hear from his Mistress’ lips, then a slow smile spread across his face as the invitation sunk home.<br><br>He kissed her breasts once more then withdrew from her silky warmth. Taking her waist in his hands he moved and guided her, drawing her to crouch on the bed on hands and kness. Caressing her hair he ran fingertips lightly down her back and settled to caress her buttocks. Leaning forward he kissed that perfect peach before rubbing the tip of his cock across her cheeks and letting it settle between them.<br><br>They were both still highly excited and he slid easily back into her welcoming folds. Slowly at first he found the pace picking up as the treasure of this new position became more obvious. His rising passion manifest as the strokes became wilder and deeper, his hands grasped her hips less gently now as he plunged into her time and again. Their union became wilder with her pushing back onto him as the act grew yet more frenzied. He could feel the rising tide and knew that he would come again soon.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>03-10-2010, 23:26:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle moved the way that he was guiding her and she moans softly as his hands moved down her back and carressed her ass. She moved with him at first until he gripped harder at her hips, which turned her on more than she expected it to. He began pounding into her as she gripped onto the pillows and tried muffling her sounds with them, but it felt too damn good. She moved her ass back into into him as she panted heavily, her moans filling the empty room as she turned her head back slightly to catch a glimpse of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>04-10-2010, 10:30:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan barely noticed her look around, entranced as he was by the vision of that perfect ass and the judders of motion that ran through it each time he thrust home. The position stretched him a little and the muscles of his abs and triceps were clearly defined and etched by beads of sweat from their exertions. Lost in the moment now, he rammed his cock into her welcoming juices, harder and faster as the build to climax continued.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 02:42:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The harder and faster he rammed into her, the louder she got. She buried her face into a pillow, trying her best not to scream but with one final thrust into her, she arched her back as her orgasm took her over. Her face jumped up as she cried out, her entire body shaking as her juices flowed freely around his cock. She still continued to move with him though, waves of pleasure still moving through her as she panted like a bitch in heat. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 10:40:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The surge as her juices washed across his cock and the grab of the contraction her climax brought carried him to the brink. Jonathan felt his balls tighten and the rising sap felt like a Spring flood. He had determined he should not leave his seed in her belly, he was probably in enough trouble already without adding further complications. His passion was such that he barely had time to withdraw before climax, seizing his shaft roughly he cried out as he came instantly and his cock spat its seed across the small of Annabelle’s back and the cleft of her buttocks. <br><br>Motionless for a moment as the ripples of sensation coursed through his body. His cock still pulsed as it lay between her buttocks, the tip against the pucker of her anus. After what seemed an age he moved, beads of sweat rolled down his back as he regained his breath. Leaning down to his jacket throw aside earlier he drew a clean handkerchief from the pocket and delicately wiped her back.<br><br>“Allow me, m’Lady.”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 16:22:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle shivered as he began wiping her back softly with the hankerchief. Once she was cleaned, she moved from the bed and into her bathroom where she turned the faucets on, running warm water as she settled a washcloth into the liquid. She moved back towards the closet and began selecting her undergarments for the night as her dress was already laid out across a chair. Her eyes travelled back to Jonathan. What a magnificent creature he was to her, she thought to herself. She figured she would give him a few more moments to regain his bearings to see how he was going to act. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 17:49:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Part of Jonathan could not believe what had just happened. Certainly there was nothing in his training that would in any way prepare him with the correct response for such an occasion. He watched her attend the bathroom, admiring her figure and the lithe and effortlessly graceful manner in which she moved. Softly he spoke mostly for his own benefit.<br><br>“You are such a rare beauty!”<br><br>As he started to pull on his rumpled clothes that were strewn across the floor he raised his voice a little.<br><br>“If you will excuse me m’Lady, I shall change into fresh attire better suited for the evening duties?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 04:10:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle stopped, her hands resting on the hangers of her clothes. She breathed heavily before she stopped to turn to him, a smile on her face. Actually Jonathan, I would prefer you to assist in bathing me, then dressing me. After that, you may have the night off to rest. &nbsp;she said. She shut the doors to her closet and headed for the bathroom again, another mischievous look on her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 19:04:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had only got as far as pulling on his underwear, a button-front long legged affair. He paused as there seemed little point in giving his work clothes any more abuse than they had already taken today. Jonathan was more than happy to ‘assist’ in any way that Lady Annabelle might devise. The prospect of seeing her bathe adding an extra pinch of spice to the day and the added bonus of an evening off made it seem even more like his birthday.<br><br>He followed cheerfully into the en suite bathroom with a mock serious expression. Despite his attempt at a professional countenance he could not draw his eyes from her curves and when he finally sought her eyes there was a glint in his own that no trained butler should ever permit to be seen.<br><br>“How may I help, m’Lady?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 21:23:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle grinned as she turned to look at him, handing him a dry washcloth and moving to sit in a chair. I want you to wash my body Jonathan. she said, narrowing her eyes at him. She motioned to the small watertub she had filled with rose petals and a few random spices. She smiled as the whole room smelled now of how she usually did. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 09:52:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Yes, m’Lady.”<br><br>The small room smelled delightful, the delicate fragrance of the rose petals was light and yet also somehow heady, unless that was more likely attributed to the naked woman sat on the chair before him.<br><br>Jonathan took the soap and used his hand to make lather. The soap was expensive and also rose perfumed, so very unlike the coarse coal tar soap found in the servant’s quarters. The lather had a silky, luxurious feel as he spread it across her shoulders, using his fingertips and thumb to knead any tensions out of her upper back. He took a few minutes to work the suds across and down her mid back, almost as if a massage.<br><br>More lather was made. Moving back to crouch in front of Annabelle once more he spread it across the base of her neck, then down to her cleavage. As his hands slid the warm suds across her breasts he relished the feel of their smooth skin made slick by the soap. Lingering rather he devoted a thorough wash to each before smoothing the later down across her belly.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 12:53:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle relished in his touch and smiled, a pleased moan coming from her mouth as he continued to was her body. She was thoroughly pleased with every movement that he was making and she found herself wishing that this never had to end. She watched with breast interest as he moved to the front of her body and washed down her breasts and then her stomach. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 15:19:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not wanting to rush a moment of the experience, Jonathan gently took more soap and starting with her ankles worked the creamy suds up her calves. Trailing fingertips for a moment across her thighs he massaged the soap along the outside length of her legs. Annabelle had very fine legs and he relished the sensation of his warm wet hands sliding across the unblemished perfection of her silky smooth skin. <br><br>With a gentle pressure he teased her legs apart a little as he continued to lather her inner thighs. Entranced with his task, he took more warm water and his let his hands slide to the top of her thighs and he reached the top of her legs, his thumbs just brushing the edge of her pubis on either side, a teasing and gentle touch quite unlike the wild urgency of their union earlier. He was surprised to find himself starting to become aroused yet again.<br><br>“Perhaps m’Lady would stand if I should continue?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 21:01:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle smiled as she watched him take great care of washing her, being gentle and massaging every part that he came in contact with. She could not help but to close her eyes and lean her head back slightly though as his hands brushed against her lips as he washed her inner thighs. Her mind began to wander about the two of them making love once more was being played inside of her head until his voice brought her back to reality. She smiled softly at him, tilted her head back down, and opened her eyes. Just say the word Jonathan and I will do whatever it is that you need. she said. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 22:00:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He knew he should be rinsing away the suds and removing all traces of the lather. Yet he could not bear to remove all of its luxurious slick richness from her skin, so he contented himself with rinsing away some with a gently applied flannel.<br><br>“Stand please, m’Lady.”<br><br>He watched from his kneeling position as she stood before him. Then moving partly behind her he washed the lower back that he had been unable to reach while she was seated. He took his time again allowing his thumbs to press and knead the muscles in the dip of her lower back. Once satisfied he let his soapy hands slide lower, spreading lather across the hips and those fine firm buttocks. His touch on her ass was firm yet somehow conveyed the admiration he felt for her body. He trailed one sud covered fingertip into the crease of her buttocks, another tantalizing touch.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 22:32:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle slowly rose as she looked down at him with a smile. He had changed his positioning to move in behind her and she looked forward to the wall as she let his hands linger over her body. A soft moan moved from her mouth as he massage her lower back with the lather and then move down further. Each touch was exhilarating to her as it began making her wit with desire for him again. As his finger moved into the crease, she jumped out of surprise. But the soft sounds that came with that jump would let him know that she found it pleasurable.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 10:12:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan allowed a lingering gentle pressure from his finger while he caressed her buttocks with his other hands. Then rinsing his hands with suds once more he smoothed it across her hips as he moved still kneeling around her side. Gently his touch teased across the lowest part of her stomach, just above and then onto the neatly trimmed dark hair. Careful not to push too much soap onto the sensitive folds of skin his fingers slid over the outer surface of those delicate lips just inches from his face.<br><br>As his touch met her natural juices he could feel himself stir with desire again and the feelings lent him a bold wickedness he would not normally dream of. He looked up with mock concern.<br><br>“Forgive me m’Lady, I must have splashed you already.”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 16:22:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle smiled as he continued to roam over her body and bit her lower lip. It was talking all of the strength she had not to jump him and take him there in the bathroom. But she knew she had to be good, and that was the hardest part. His voice caught her attention again and she shook her head as she looked back at him with lust-filled eyes. No Jonathan, you did not splash me.[/color she said with a wicked grin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 17:07:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His fingers stayed to play across those subtle folds while his other hands till behind her caressed the cheeks of her ass. Without realising he had moved, his head had grown closer to her body until he could resist the urge no longer and his lips moved to kiss the skin of her thigh, then the slight swell of her stomach and lower to brush another kiss against the dark hairs. Annabelle’s skin tasted mostly of soap and the fragrance of rose petals now but he longed for the earthier, more sensual taste of her sex.<br><br>He was a little concerned that their indulgences had taken the time closer to dinner and wondered whether she would have adequate time to fully prepare. He was also slightly worried that if she suddenly ordered him from the room now he would be wandering the corridors of the house with a growing erection that would be hard to hide. But his mounting desire stole away his common sense as he looked up at her with lust surely evident in his eyes.<br><br>“Should I stop now, m’Lady?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 03:59:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her breathing grew heavier as his lips neared her sex as she looked down and ran her hand through his hair again. She bit her lower lip as he stared back at her with the same lust filled eyes she had right now. Her mouth curled out into a smile as she pulled him to her and stepped back into the rinse area. She held her arms up waiting to see what his next move would be.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 00:05:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Perhaps it was the curiosity of the unexpected and deeply sensual situations the afternoon had presented, or maybe that Lady Annabelle had used his true name as if a close friend rather than Mistress of the Household. Whatever it was Jonathan was growing increasingly less restricted by the confines of their usual relationship and bolder than he ever dared imagine he might be. Although she had toyed with him a little at first, she had treated him as a man and in this secret moment of their passions spoken with him almost as if he were an equal.<br><br>Now she led him back and the magnificent lure of that supple body could not be denied.<br><br>He rose to his feet and stepped close, his strong left arm behind her back pulling her closer as his other hand stroked her cheek and throat. Pressure from his thumb raised her chin and he kissed her, his lips pressed against hers for long moments. Doubtless she would feel the swell that her grace inspired, pressed ever harder against her belly as his left hadn slid down to explore her buttocks once more.<br><br>He was growing far bolder, perhaps too much so.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 02:53:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle watched as he moved closer to her and looked up into his eyes as he pulled her closer to him, his hand gently caressing her cheek and down her lovely throat. She could sense something was different in him this time with how he acted, especially as he lifted her to face him and pressed her lips to his. There was a certain passion in it, even with the growing desire that she could feel pressing into her stomach. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 12:31:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Encouraged by her submissive silence and responses to his touch Jonathan grew bolder still. He used both hands to caress her hips and slid them up her body gathering her arms and raising them. Loving the added jut and lift it gave to her already pert breasts, he nuzzled there and let his tongue trace the outline of her nipples as he held both her slender wrists in the grip of his large right hand.<br><br>His cock was fully, almost painfully erect once again and he was amazed at the fire she inspired in him. His left hand roamed Annabelle’s body once more, sliding down the still damp slickness of her skin and between her legs seeking to add yet more pleasure to the orgy of indulgence they had already enjoyed. His grip on her hands tightened a little as he pushed a finger into her sex.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 14:51:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Annabelle watched as he pinned her arms up and nuzzled between her breasts.&nbsp; She moaned softly as his left hand moved around the various sensitive areas of her body and then down between her legs. At first, she felt the tightened grip and next the finger being plunged down into her folds. She cried out as her chest rose heavily with her lungs filling with air as she looked back at him lustfully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 11:35:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was almost as if a part of himself were seeking ways to make the day and his actions even more inappropriate than they already had been. This was no small task given their normal Mistress-Servant relationship of domestic service. But here and now he found himself taking a more dominant and almost aggressive role as his needs asserted themselves.<br><br>Dragging her hands back further he worked his finger inside her, deep as it would go. His erection throbbed with a pulse of its own as it lay against her stomach. Compelled by passion, he pushed her further back against the wall as his hands fumbled to guide his shaft between her legs. His voice was hoarse with lust as he spoke.<br><br>"Tell me you don't want this ..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 17:14:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he pressed himself against her and they moved to the wall, Annabelle moved easilyand moaned as she felt his erection throbbing against her skin. His fingers went in deeper and she craved him, all of him, but at the same time she knew they had to finish or else they would be caught. It would be bad enough he would leave from the room with her various scents all over him. She bit her lower lip though and felt him withdraw his fingers only to replace it it with his shaft, readily waiting at her entrance. She closed her eyes and nodded her head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 00:25:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was inevitable he would take the ambiguity as consent and was quick to act. They had coupled twice already and yet he still found himself filled with a burning desire for his Mistress. Something about her moved him as nobody else had ever done. Something about the situation perhaps or maybe the nature of their relationship ... but no it was Annabelle herself.<br><br>With a steady pressure he slid into her silky folds, already damp from the attention he had been giving them. He buried his head in her neck as he cupped his hands beneath her buttocks, half lifting, half encouraging their motion together. His shaft buried deep inside her, he relished the sensations of this new stolen pleasure as they writhed together like commoners might in the backstreet alleyways of London.<br><br>“You feel <em>sooooo</em> good!”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 00:44:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Jonathan slid himself into her again, a wave of pleasure engulfed her body as she closed her eyes and mimiced his movements. As he lifted her partially up and he buried his head into her neck, she moved so that more of it were exposed to him. A soft moan escaped from between her lips again as she placed a hand on his shoulder to steady herself. She moved her hips against his so that he drove deep into her as nails dug lightly into his shoulder. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowtime</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 18:41:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The touch of her nails at his shoulder was an unexpected spur of pleasure and he found himself wishing she might do more. His lips played across the delicate arch of her neck as he savoured the taste of her skin once again. It was a pleasure that never seemed to tire.<br><br>In this position the penetration was total and he found himself buried within her to the very base of his cock. With no urgency of climax driving him on the pace was sensuously slow for now but the depth of contact added an intensity as they worked together, their rhythms in perfect harmony.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Victorian Oddity (Khrysania&amp;Shadowtime)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>khrysania</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 06:03:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Time nearly seemed to stand still as the two of them continued to make love, but then a tiny knock came at the bedroom door. Scurrying around, she reluctantly had to pull away from him as she called back to the maid. She bit her lower lip as she looked back into his eyes, wishing that they had more time.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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