Valmont, Cheri - Confessions of a Victorian Master 2: Mrs. Anne (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Cheri Valmont

  Finally, Anne could stand it no longer, and screamed out, “Take me, please! End my misery!”

  “Stop,” Jason ordered Roderick.

  Anne stared at them anxiously, her expression begging them to make her come, her body heaving in her excitement.

  Jason instructed Roderick, pointing to something on the wall behind the post to which Anne was bound.

  Anne tried turning her head, but Jason leaned down to kiss her, so she couldn’t see.

  Jason remained on Anne’s right side, but reached around the pole, so he might continue to play with her breasts while Roderick retrieved the instrument he sought. Jason nuzzled Anne’s neck, asking her, “Are you ready for another surprise, sweet Anne?” He smiled when he felt her swallow beneath his lips.

  “Mmm, yes, Master,” she murmured. She continued to moan and undulate her body in response to his caresses. Her eyes fluttered closed while she waited for what her husband had planned next for her.

  “Proceed,” he instructed Roderick.

  “Ah!” she cried out and gasped when she felt the slap of the strap her husband used against her cunny.

  Her body jerked forward against Jason’s hands on her breasts.

  “Again,” he commanded, but this time when Roderick slapped her cunny, Jason pinched her nipples simultaneously.

  “Ah, God!” she screamed, writhing toward both stimuli.

  Jason nuzzled her ear, this time demanding, “Do you like this, sweetling?” Jason smiled when Anne groaned, shaking her head emphatically against his lips.

  “Yes, Master!” she verbalized her pleasure.

  “Do you want more?” Jason asked her.

  “Mmm, yes, please!”

  “Very well,” Jason told her. “Roderick, give me those chains attached to the wall.”

  Without hesitation, Roderick moved to do his bidding.

  With deft fingers, Jason unlocked her left manacles and turned so he and Roderick could refasten her to the chains attached to the wall, giving both men access to the front of her body as well as her backside.

  “Oh, what…” Anne trailed off when she realized what the men were up to. Her eyes widened again, but there was no fear or trepidation this time. Only excitement and anticipation showed in the beautiful expression on her face.

  Roderick stood before his wife. “Shall you submit yourself to me totally, wife?”

  Anne eagerly nodded her head. “Yes, husband, I am yours to do what you will with!”

  “Prepare yourself for the most unimaginable pleasure you’ve ever allowed yourself to dream of,” he instructed her.

  “Oh, yes, my love! Yes!” she cried, her face flushed with exhilaration.

  Roderick knelt before his wife, handing Jason the whip he held.

  When Anne gasped at Jason’s first spank of her bottom, pushing forward, Roderick began kissing and sucking her cunny. Using one finger, he fucked her pussy while he continued his devoted attention to her clit.

  Jason positioned himself on her left side so he could play with her tits even as he continued to spank her bottom with the whip he held.

  Before much longer, Anne screamed out, “I wish you both could fuck me, now!”

  Jason looked down at Roderick. Roderick’s eyes gleamed up at him.

  Roderick stood quickly, kissing Anne hard on the mouth. “Do you mean that, my darling?”

  “Yes, uh, God, yes!”

  “Would you let me fuck your bottom?” Roderick asked with poorly held excitement. It was clear Anne’s husband had never thought he’d have such an opportunity.

  Anne shook her head. “Yes, please, I want both of you inside of me.”

  While Roderick made his request of Anne, Jason had disappeared quickly behind the partition to retrieve two condoms, one for himself and one for Roderick.

  While Anne watched them sheath their cocks, she urged, “Hurry!” and jerked against her chains. “Take me, please!”

  Within moments, Jason stood before her while Roderick stood behind her. Roderick reached down between her cleft. “You are so wet, my love,” he praised her, obviously using the girl’s own juices to slather her dark hole.

  Jason allowed Roderick to begin his entry first. He played with Anne’s tits, pulling and twisting them and getting her worked up into a frenzy of lust. Her moans deepened the deeper Roderick pushed into her sweet ass. Roderick, he could see, was sweating with the iron control he was using not to plunder his wife’s bottom in his excitement.

  It was his turn now. Jason lowered his hips to slide his dick into Anne’s pussy and lowered his mouth to begin kissing her.

  While Jason began thrusting into Anne’s cunny, Roderick continued fucking her bottom.

  Even though Jason was slashing his kisses across Anne’s lips, he could easily make out Roderick’s groans while he enjoyed the pleasure of fucking his wife’s ass.

  “You’re so tight!” Roderick called out. “I’m coming!”

  Anne pulled her lips from Jason, quickly lifting her lips to her husband. Roderick crushed his lips to hers, reaching around, grabbing her tits, and holding her to him while he thrust into her dark hole.

  The sight of the lovers inflamed Jason so that he could not hold back. Holding Anne’s waist, he pounded into her pussy.

  “Uh God!” Anne cried after pulling her mouth away from her husband’s. “I’m coming, my lords!”

  Jason groaned aloud when he felt Anne’s pussy clenching as she orgasmed.

  Both men shouted as they both released control and let their overpowering lusts consume them.

  As all three of them sucked in deep breaths, Roderick looked into Jason’s face. “Thank you, Master.”

  Anne, still connected to both men, nodded. “Yes, Master, I don’t know what we’d have done without your help.”

  When both Jason and Roderick pulled out of Anne, he made quick work of unlocking her bonds.

  Once they’d relieved themselves of their condoms, Jason turned to Anne and asked her, “Do you have any more qualms about giving your husband full control, Anne?”

  “Nay, never again, Master,” Anne admitted meekly before looking at her husband in adoration. “I know now he could never do anything to hurt me. That he loves me utterly and only wants my happiness.”

  Roderick smiled at his wife. “Truer words have never been uttered, my love,” he told her before gathering her into his arms and kissing her with the depths of his devotion.

  When the lovers finally pulled apart, still panting, Jason pronounced, “Then my work here is done.”

  Anne gave both men that sinful little smile she liked to give, and suggested, “Maybe one more thing.” And to their delight, she grabbed a hand of both men and pulled them back toward the chaise. Obviously, the chit had further plans for them.

  Epilogue

  Some months later, Jason stood conversing quietly with a couple while other guests were dancing at Mrs. Abernathy’s house party. When the next dance began, his companions decided to join the others, leaving Jason alone in his observations.

  “Psst.” He smiled when he heard the familiar sound coming from behind the potted plants he stood before. Mrs. Anne.

  “We have to stop meeting this way, my dear,” he teased her without turning his head.

  “I’m sorry I can’t approach you, Mr. Featherington,” she whispered.

  “Please, Jason, since we’ve been through so much together,” he encouraged, “you may feel free to address me informally.”

  “Thank you, Jason.” He heard the smile in her voice.

  “How are things going for you, Anne dear?” Jason wanted to know. He’d not seen Anne or Roderick in well over three months. Roderick had paid him tremendously well for all his help. However, both his pupils had begged him to join them on several other occasions of lovemaking. He’d agreed, of course, since he’d thoroughly enjoyed watching and participating in their games.

  “Splendidly,” she told him. “In truth, I wanted to tell you one of the reasons I cannot spea
k with you outright tonight is because we are here with my mother.”

  “Your mother?” Jason admitted this surprised him, since from what he’d learned, Anne’s father discouraged his wife from coming into Town.

  He heard light laughter from Anne. “She’s separated from my father. Once I eventually confided in Roderick about my early life, he insisted we go to the country to speak to my mother.”

  “And?” Jason certainly wanted to know what had happened after their visit.

  “He asked her if she wanted to move to London without my father,” Anne supplied. “Oh, Jason, I can’t tell you how surprised and relieved she was at the prospect.”

  Unaccountably pleased at hearing this bit of news, Jason asked, “Has she moved in with the two of you, then?”

  Anne giggled again. “Nay, Roderick still wants to maintain our privacy, so he bought her a townhouse of her own, with servants to help her with her needs.”

  Jason smiled, still looking around to make sure no one came near them while he and Anne had their little chat. “I’m certain that raised your mother’s esteem in her new son-in-law.”

  “’Deed it did,” Anne agreed. “To hear her tell it, he’s the best son-in-law ever created.”

  Jason had to chuckle at that pronouncement. “I can well imagine. You had no fight from your father?”

  He heard silence from behind the plant, then, “Nay, Roderick warned him if he ever heard of him bothering my mother, my father could expect dire consequences. Honestly, he was just short of calling my father out, he was so furious at him.”

  “Your husband is a man of great patience, my dear,” Jason assured her. Roderick had proved that repeatedly during Jason’s observation of Roderick and Anne. Had Jason been in the same circumstance, he doubted his own ability to stay his fury.

  “I could tell my father wanted to retaliate against what he called my husband’s high-handedness,” she told him. “But even my father was not fool enough to think he could defeat Roderick in any way.”

  “Most men would respond the same, Anne,” Jason supplied. “Your husband is a robust man.”

  Anne giggled again. “He is that, Jason,” she agreed with him.

  Jason had to smile again, knowing she hinted to her husband’s sexual virility, as well. The minx. What a delightful interlude he’d had with her and her husband.

  “It was wonderful speaking with you again, Jason,” Anne whispered to him. “Perhaps we may all meet again someday.”

  “It will be my pleasure, as usual, dear Anne,” Jason told her. “Be well and happy.”

  After hearing her responding farewell, Jason observed as Anne slipped from behind the plants to make her way back to her party. His smile broadened because from his position, he could easily make out the slight swell of her belly beneath her peacock blue-colored gown. Ah, she was with child. How very pleased he was for his pupils. And as he watched her join her husband and mother, both seemed extremely pleased at her return.

  Above the women’s heads, Roderick’s eyes met his own, and he nodded respectfully, giving a very pleased smile.

  This ending to his time with Roderick and Anne gave him a tremendous amount of satisfaction. He was especially happy they’d rescued Anne’s mother in the process.

  He was especially happy, indeed.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Cheri Valmont was born the youngest of nine in a close-knit Cajun family in Southwest Louisiana. She was introduced to the romance genre at age 11 by her older sister. Of course, those were the sweet romances of yesteryear. But as she got older she realized the spicier the romance the better she liked it. So it should be no wonder she likes to write as spicy as she likes to read.

  She dabbles in several subgenres of romance, including contemporary, historical, sci-fi, BDSM, ménage, suspense, paranormal, etc. She’s lived in several different states along with her own hero husband of 27 years and a menagerie of beloved pets. She and her husband now reside in the Lone Star State of Texas.

  Also by Cheri Valmont

  Siren Classic: Once Upon a Moonlit Path

  Ménage Amour: Confessions of a Victorian Master 1:

  Confessions of a Victorian Master: Lady M

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