Made to Mistress

by Nicole Gestalt

“Mary! You can come in now.”

  She jumped at hearing her name and shrank back down the corridor. She knew it was going to happen but she didn’t want to appear too quickly or it would have been obvious she had been listening.

  Counting slowly to five she stood up and walked as confidently as she could into the kitchen.

  William was sat in the chair that was now surrounded with nothing whilst Harold stood leaning against the kitchen table. If William wanted to change seats he would have had to get past Harold and the way Harold looked it was clear that would have been a very bad idea.

  As she walked in both men turned to look at her. William looked confused but intrigued though he didn’t look as powerful as he had earlier. Harold however had a half smile on him and looked to be in complete control and very comfortable with the whole thing, he beckoned Mary in and she stepped closer to him with no hesitation. His arm snaked around her and pulling her close he kissed her passionately turning her slightly so her back was to William.

  As they kissed she felt Harold’s hands roaming over her body slipping down and pulling up her skirt a little. She suddenly realised she was on show for William but to her surprise that thought turned her on and she wriggled provocatively. Harold cupped her ass, her skirt now completely above it and she leaned into the kiss, she could feel the idea of someone watching was also turning him on as much as her and she shifted her hips pressing herself against him delighting in how hard he was getting.

  Without warning he broke away from the kiss and suddenly span her around before she had chance to react. His hands moved over her front as he held her close to him matching her movements.

  Now she was face to face with William who sat frozen in his chair. He looked wide eyed watching them as if he didn’t want to miss a thing. She could see he was already getting turned on but his hands remained resting upon the arms of the chair.

  “Do you like him watching?” Harold whispered softly his voice dripping with desire and lust. She nodded not trusting herself to speak.

  His hands moved to her blouse and began to undo the buttons as she continued to wriggle against him. William’s eyes grew larger his hands started to move down away from the arms but a tut-tut from Harold strangely sent them back onto the rests again.

  Mary felt a rush of excitement and desire for Harold as he controlled William but at the same time she felt a greater yearning for William who currently seemed far more vulnerable and timid then she had ever seen him.

  Harold seemed to grow impatient with her blouse and with a sharp tug he tore it open then before she hand chance to react tugged down her bra letting her breasts spill out in show. William froze completely, Mary was almost sure he was even holding his breath.

  She felt liberated having Harold and William both clearly becoming turned on because of her it was more empowering then she had thought it could be. On a whim she cupped her breasts running her fingers over her hardening nipples which ached. Half closing her eyes she tilted her head back and let herself enjoy the feeling of her hands knowing full well she was turning them on further. She was only stopped by Harold who after a moment placed his hands over hers stopping her from moving.

  “I mentioned some things that needed agreeing upon. I will elaborate upon these now. “

  Mary opened her eyes, slightly annoyed that he had interrupted her but listening with interest having no idea what he was about to say.

  “Nothing happens unless Mary is totally happy with the situation and you take all appropriate precautions so she does not end up with child. Secondly there will be no negative repercussions. We will not lose our jobs because of this and when this whole situation comes to an end you will not attempt to force it to start again. Do you agree to these?”

  Without taking his eyes off Mary’s breasts William nodded.

  “I agree.” His voice was small and he was clearly distracted. Mary had to bite her lip to prevent a smile from forming.

  “Good. And finally Mary is to be completely in charge. You will have to bend to her whim as you’ll be her plaything, she will be your mistress when she is with you physically.”

  No one moved even Mary was stunned into inaction. William finally tore his eyes from her breasts and looked over her shoulder at Harold.

  “You can’t be serious?”

  “Completely, after all we all know this is an unusual situation and so it’s time to do things slightly differently. Besides the shift in power would be good for all of us and will remind us we’ll be living out a fantasy and not reality. You are in majority of the sense our Master. If you said jump we would have to but now you come downstairs to an area we control and want her body whilst expecting to continue to be her Master?”

  Harold kept his voice low but it was clear to Mary he was getting ready to argue his point if he needed to. As they talked she looked at William. His back was straight in the chair, his shirt taut against barely restrained muscles. She longed to see them; even though he seemed to be facing difficulty with the proposal his body appeared to like it.

  She could see his cock pushing upward against the fabric being restrained by it so that it could move no more. Mary grinned although she might have balked at the idea earlier that day now she was suddenly acutely away of her own sexuality and of the power she held over the men.

  Licking her lips she eyed up William relishing in the idea of him doing exactly what she wanted and craved. She had had a sense of that thrill when she told him to meet her downstairs but now the feeling was far more acute.

  Harold and William continued to stare at one another neither standing down so Harold did not hold her back when she moved out of his arms. She felt their eyes on her as she walked over to William and stood close to him yet still just out of his reach.

  She cupped her breasts and began to roll her nipples gently between her fingers. They immediately began to pucker and harden into sharp points. Pushing her breasts together she looked at William and licked her lips.

  “Do you want these?” She said softly

  He nodded his eyes glued to her breasts. Glancing over to Harold she saw how hard he was and how focused he was on her. He nodded faintly and she knew she was okay to do anything she wanted to the pair of them.

  Undoing the rest of her blouse she let it fall off her then she ran her hands inside the beltline of her skirt before pushing it down taking her knickers with it.

  William’s eyes bulged his mouth opened a little and a look of pure desire flared up in his eyes.

  “How about this?” She motioned to her complete body. William swallowed hard.

  “Yes.” His voice was thick with desire.

  “Yes what?” She tilted her head to the side as she ran one hand down below her belly moving one finger deliberately slowly into her folds.

  “Yes, please.” William said hastily. Mary laughed a little hoping she wasn’t appearing as nervous as she felt. Removing her finger she moved little closer to William.

  “And will you do whatever I request or accept the consequences?” She was pretty sure at this point he would have agreed to anything. He leaned forward toward her and nodded rapidly.

  “Anything, ask me to do anything, control me. I’m yours. Just please relieve me right now I can’t stand much longer.”

  Mary laughed then moved her glistening finger toward him. He accepted it like a starving man running his tongue over it furiously before sucking it hard taking her whole finger into his mouth.

  Behind her she heard Harold chuckle and she glanced over to him lovingly. He nodded slightly so she carried on rather enjoying it all.

  Pulling her finger out, something which caused William to groan in protest she straddled him feeling his cock between her legs straining against his trousers.

  “I will give you relief but first I need it and you need to prove to me you’re up to the job.
Show me you can make me feel good. Make me want to allow you that relief.”

  His hands moved down and he started to undo his trousers. With a scowl she slapped his hands away.

  “No those stay on until I say otherwise. Your shirt can come off though.”

  He raised an eyebrow but obediently tugged his shirt down. She ran an appraising hand over his torso. He was as toned as she suspected he’d be with only a faint speckle of hair in a V shape between his pecks.

  “Now think, how are you going to make me feel good without using this?” As she asked the question she ground herself against his cock teasingly. It had the desired affect he closed his eyes and clenched his hands as if he was focusing trying not to give in to what his body was craving.

  His jaw clenched hard and in a sudden rush of movement that completely disarmed Mary he stood up picking her up at the same time. He took only a couple of steps before he sat her down on the kitchen table. Pushing her down with one hand and spreading her legs with his other.

  “By doing this.” He said in a low growl.

  His tongue ran the length of her pussy flat and wide sending shiver through her. Before she had chance to respond he began to lap at her like a man possessed very easily causing Mary to moan in delight. She grabbed the edges of the table and arched her back. She hadn’t exactly been expecting this but there was no way she was going to tell him to stop when it felt so good.

  Movement to her left caused her to tilt her head and look. Smiling she reached out to Harold who seemed to have lost his clothes and was as hard as she had expected he was. He moved closer to her and gladly she took hold of his cock relishing the weight of it in her hands. A moan rushed out of her as William seemed to speed up the point of his tongue hitting just the right spot.

  Harold’s hands ran over her breasts pinching her nipples pulling at them enough to make her hiss in a strange mix of pain and pleasure. Gently she tugged him so that he moved close enough to let her run her tongue over his head. With a grin she focused on the movements of William’s tongue and matched them with her own so that very quickly Harold began to moan deeply squeezing her breasts together.

  Mary completely lost herself in the moment hands wandered everywhere and she couldn’t tell if they were William’s or Harold’s but she didn’t care. Pleasure washed over her as her body tightened her orgasm building up.

  Pulling away from Harold she arched her back crying out in pleasure her heart racing. Her hand moved up and down Harold’s shaft as she too brought him to a groaning climax shuddering into her hand. She wriggled in enjoyment feeling his warm cum splashing over her.

  She was dimly aware of both men moving away from her but it was a moment or two before she was able to focus on that fact. When she did she saw Harold seated looking like a cat that had got the cream and William standing by her feet his chin wet but his eyes dark with lust a look of hunger upon him. Her eyes ran down his body and she was pleased to see he was still hard, her pussy twitched wantonly and she beckoned him over, running her tongue over her lips as he walked forward his cock bouncing seductively with each step.

  “Sit.” She pointed to the chair he had been on before, her inhibitions no longer holding her back; she shot a bright smile over to Harold who nodded and smiled back at her clearly already one step ahead of her in his mind.

  William glanced back to the chair and wandered back to it sitting down carefully. She grinned seeing him so proud in the chair. Rolling off the table she walked over to Harold and kissed him passionately biting down on his bottom lip before pulling away. Turning she looked at William who was sat clearly resisting the urge to take hold of himself. She slowly sashayed over to him and ran her hand down the side of his face. He opened his mouth about to speak but she put her finger over his lips.

  Bending down in front of him she ran a hand down his body before taking hold of his cock. She was pleased to hear a moan as soon as she touched him and gazed up at his face to see his expression. A look of pure pleasure met her, his gaze focused completely on her his eyes alight with lust.

  Running her hand up and down his shaft she held him firmly before leaning forward and surrounding him with her breasts. His hands gripped the arms of the chair, he felt so warm between her breasts. Holding his base she continued the movement her hand had had with her breasts, squeezing them together with her arms so that they held him snuggly. Arching her back she moved up and down pleased to hear William moaning. She could tell his hands tightened more on the chair and he shifted slightly raising his hips pushing him deeper into her breasts.

  She let him move allowing him to get into the rhythm he wanted and then matched it with her own movements.

  His moans became louder, his knuckles whiter as he rocked his hips faster rubbing himself against her with more urgency. She watched as he clenched his jaw and rocked his head back gritting his teeth and realised it wouldn’t be long before he climaxed. Bouncing on her knees she moved as quickly as she could whilst still holding onto his base. Her other hand cupped his balls holding them gently. It seemed to be the final straw and with a cry of pleasure she felt him throb, pulsing into her breasts his cum running over them leaving warm trickles that made her beam with happiness. She didn’t move for a while but when she did she stood up slowly bent down and kissed him gently on the lips.

  “You may go, we’re done for now.” She kissed him once more then backed off picking up a cloth to clean herself off. Both her and Harold remained in the kitchen until William had gone then between them they put the room back as it was having dressed.

  “You were right.” She said to Harold with a smile. “I did enjoy that, I hope you did too?” she asked looking over to him as they cleaned the table.

  He paused and smirked looking over to her his eyes filled with love.

  “I did, watching you take control was the most erotic thing I’ve seen for a very long time.”

  “Do you think it’ll happen again?” She asked, she didn’t want to presume that he was completely okay with it but to her relief he nodded.

  “Oh I know it will, you just wait and see.”

  With that he walked over and kissed her passionately.

  “I can deal with the rest you go and get some rest you’ve had a busy evening you must be exhausted.”

  She nodded and with that slipped out of the room and happily headed to her room.

  ***

  The car’s pulled up the driveway, William could see the skeleton staff already lining up outside, at this distance he could just about see them straining no doubt to catch glimpses of his two new 1926 Daimlers - a small gift to himself. In the car behind him was a small amount of luggage, Mary and Harold. After everything that had transpired earlier that week it only made sense to bring along Harold as well as Mary.

  Just the thought of Mary caused him to get hard. Relinquishing power wasn’t something he did lightly. In all other areas he was normally in control but now much to his surprise he craved Mary telling him what to do. He wanted her to control him and he wanted to please her completely.

  There hadn’t been any other meetings like the kitchen since that evening. In fact when he saw them both the next day they had both acted as if nothing at all had happened. He was grateful in a way for that, there would be quite a scandal if it was discovered he was sleeping with the staff although the only thing he was really worried about was being forced by others to get rid of them.

  He found it strange how quick circumstances can change less than a month ago he was grieving and not wanting to go anywhere. Now he wanted to go to secluded places with Mary and Harold. He found the fact that Harold was willing to allow him to do things with Mary intriguing. Yes Harold still had to be there but William was surprised that Harold didn’t feel any sort of jealousy. William knew he would have ripped the head of any man if he did what he had proposed to his partner. But Harold even seemed to
get off watching Mary being sated by another and William wasn’t going to question it too much - he was after all getting what he wanted out of this arrangement.

  His thoughts drifted back to Mary her naked body splayed out on the kitchen table. Licking his lips with the memory of her taste a slightly bitter honey that was to him so delicious, he craved as much as he could get. He hoped whilst they were away he would have plenty of opportunity to experience her some more. Though, he reminded himself, it was all up to her at the end of the day. He was intrigued to find out what she had in store. He had received some minor clues when she had produced a list of items she wished him to procure. He had with a few awkward conversations managed to get what she requested although he hadn’t seen any of it as it had been delivered directly to Mary.

  The car door opened and with a start he released they had stopped and everyone was waiting for him to get out. Standing up he forced himself to focus on the moment and not on the occupants of the other car.

  Focusing on his duties he didn’t really pay any attention to the passage of time and before he realised it he was finishing a large dinner. Deciding to get an early night as the travelling had worn him out he dismissed the staff and went up to his room.

  Forgetting himself he almost walked into the room he used to sleep in when he was here with his father. Things were different now and so with a strange mix of sadness and elation he made his way to the master bedroom.

  It was as large as a drawing room with enough room for a king sized four poster bed, a large desk with three chairs, a small separate room with a small wash basin in it and another room which held a walk in wardrobe. Each room had a large window looking out over the grounds with the main bedroom area having a small balcony.

  If he wanted he could spend his entire time within the rooms and not venture beyond. In fact it wasn’t unheard of for his father to do just that in later years.

  He walked around the room remembering the last time he was here with a growing sense of sadness then shook his head and rang the bell, deciding to have a night cap to help him sleep. Sitting down at the desk he waited as he began to riffle through the paperwork that had been left around the place.