This was first written for a girl I was in a relationship with, based on a meeting of our fantasies, way back at the tender age of 21.

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Leoné, noblewoman and Mistress of the Castle Warwick, looked back over Her shoulder at the rising sun as She rode up the cobbled avenue leading to Her home. She looked majestic upon Her pure white steed; wavy red-brown hair cut to shoulder length around Her beautiful face, set with Her soft red lips and deep green eyes. Her striking figure was dressed in a white silk blouse, a match for the soft flank of Her mount, and a long brown skirt, pulled up above Her knees as She rode revealing Her long legs.

Her white skin was tanned, heightened by the white of Her blouse, beneath which She wore no bra, enjoying the feel of the soft silk against Her skin. Ahead of Leoné the servants manning the gates spotted Her as She rode up the steep street approaching the castle, word being sent of Her arrival.

Urging Her mount the last few yards and through the gates She trotted into the stableyard, stopping beside a young stableboy of about eighteen who took the reins as She dismounted. Leoné noticed that the boy’s eyes were drawn to Her legs as She swung Her leg over the horse, exposing only to someone of his height the soft white silk of Her knickers between Her legs, through the thin material of which the dark shadow of Her soft curls was clear.

Leoné’s pleasure at the boy’s obvious adoration quickly turned to anger as his gaze lingered and he stood transfixed, reigns hanging limply in his hand.

‘How dare he stare at One such as Myself, to the dereliction of his duty?’ She growled inwardly as She landed on the cobbles of the yard in front of the child. Snapping Her fingers he recovered himself and looked away blushing.

“What do you think you were looking at boy?”

She said sternly, looking down at him, grabbing his arm.

“How dare you stare at me, your job is to attend to my horse. If the day ever comes when you see me undressed it shall be with my permission you dirty little boy,”

She continued as She marched him into nearby a storeroom, containing small bales of hay and various bits of tack. Pushing him in front of Her She stood hands on hips looking down at him,

“Prepare Yourself for a hiding boy!”

Looking tearful the boy turned and bent over a bale of hay, lifting his robe and offering his naked bottom up, but Leoné shook Her head.

“On your back” She commanded. The boy whimpered, and began to beg,

“please Mistress, not on my…”

“On your back” She interrupted him firmly, anger rising in Her voice, “do not make me tell you again!”

The boy reluctantly turned and lay on his back on the bale, pulling his robe up above his waist, bending his knees and spreading his legs wide so that they lay flat against the hay at a 90° from his body. Standing over him Leoné tapped the end of Her riding crop against his scrotum. She had ordered that all her slaves be hairless from the neck down, and this young stableboy was no different. The sac itself was round and tight against his body, the boy’s fear evident in that.

Lifting Her arm a little Leoné brought the crop down smartly against his scrotum, causing him to yelp. However, She saw that despite his young age he already knew enough not to close his legs during punishment. The boy had grown up at Her castle, and all the children who attended the school in the grounds soon learned as part of their education that any action to prevent a spanking or caning continuing only resulted in it being started over.

The boy began to sob and was forced to hold his legs down so as not to give in and close them as Leoné delivered nine more sharp slaps with the crop against his tender scrotum. When She had reached ten She stepped back and ordered the boy to stop his snivelling and see to Her horse.

Nodding vigorously the boy leapt to his feet, pulling his robe back down as he ran off to comply. Handing Her crop to a passing stablegirl She strode out of the stables and through a large archway into an ornate courtyard, the uniform grey flagstones broken up by fountains and flowerbeds.

Moving across the courtyard Leoné took in Her surroundings, glad to be home, Her bad mood from the long ride fading. Servants hurried to and thro across the courtyard, all clad in the uniform of simple plain white robe, cut to mid-thigh length, beneath which both male and female were naked, their bodies smooth from the neck down.

Birds sang gaily from the fruit trees dotted around between flowerbeds and pathways, and Leoné smiled as She passed two of the castle’s cats play fighting beside a fountain in the centre of which stood a marble statue of Venus and the child Cupid. Walking on She passed two teenaged girls on all fours scrubbing the flagstones of the courtyard, the short robe of the one facing away from Leoné having ridden up around her pale creamy bottom. Leoné smiled with pleasure as She walked on by, admiring the girl’s smooth neat labia, the pink inner lips slightly protruding.

Entering the doorway She ascended the grey stone stairway up towards the infirmary. This part of the building was used for treatment of those of Her servants who fell ill, or were close to childbirth, as well as for the regular physical inspections all Her charges underwent. It was also the place that any recently acquired boys or girls were examined to ensure their bodies were of an acceptable standard to serve in Her house.

Today two such young slaves, a girl and a boy, had arrived, a gift from a Lord in England. The boy was in reality a young man, twenty years of age, and the girl was just eighteen, but neither had served before. Assuming they passed their examination they would need to undergo training in how to serve a noblewoman such as Herself, and how to submit and use their bodies for Her pleasure.

Sighing, Leoné reflected on the fact that young males often required far more submission training to break them. As well as this, so often untrained boys of his age who came into Her possession thought that the sole part of their body She could make use of hung between their legs. How wrong they were She reflected to Herself as She pictured in Her mind the look on such boys’ faces as She penetrated their soft tight anuses, claiming their virginity. She usually took virgins lying on their back, relishing the reaction in their features as She slid deeply into them, filling them for the first time.

Arriving at the thick oak door that led to the examination room, Leoné instead turned right and entered the next room. Many years ago She had had a large one-way mirror installed separating this room from the examination room, allowing Her to watch unnoticed by Her servants as the doctor examined them. At that moment the girl was part way through her examination, lying on her back on the examination table naked except for a pair of white cotton knickers; which she must have been wearing when she arrived, Leoné’s servants did not wear underwear, besides which their uniforms weren’t issued until after their medical.

The girl was beautiful; long straight blonde hair which would hang to her belly when she stood, pale flawless skin, round pert looking breasts above a flat stomach and long slim legs. Only one part of the girl was hidden from Leoné’s view, the cotton knickers outlining the shape of her.

The girl had the shy look about her that most new charges did, a mixture of embarrassment and nervousness on her pretty face now as the intimate examination continued, at that moment the nurse taking the girl’s pulse from her slender wrist. Noting the results down on the girl’s chart, the nurse placed her stethoscope against the girl’s chest below her left breast, the girl gasping slightly at the touch of the cool metal on her warm flesh.

Leoné noticed that despite her embarrassment the girl’s body was showing the natural signs of arousal a woman felt in such situations; the cool air teasing her nipples to erection, a small damp spot on the white cotton of her knickers. The nurse noted down the girl’s heart rate and spoke something quietly that Leoné didn’t catch. Blushing a shade of crimson that Leoné found quite becoming, the girl raised her hips and the nurse slid her knickers down and off her legs, repositioning them spread apart leaving the girl’s smooth vulva on display.

Taking a moment to lubricate two fingers the nurse placed one against each of the girl’s exposed holes, pushing them smoothly into her. Placing her thumb against the girl’s clit she pressed against it, her thumb moving in circles over the delicate sensitive bud. As the nurse masturbated the girl, she slid her fingers in and out of her body in unison, both her vagina and anus warm and soft, tight around her fingers.

Leoné admired the scene as the glistening fingers of the nurse slid in and out of the girl, pushing between the girl’s slender smooth labia and tight small round buttocks. The girl’s body soon began to approach orgasm, obviously a sensitive one Leoné smiled to Herself. Through the glass the girl had closed her eyes, her breathing heavy, her hands gripping the sides of the table tightly. Leoné knew there would be other changes in her young body; an increase in the wetness between her soft pussy lips, a tightening of the muscles between her legs and buttocks. At that moment the girl reached orgasm, her hips thrusting upwards, a series of moans and mumbled cries coming from her.

Throughout this, the nurse continued to stimulate the girl, gently bringing her down from orgasm. As the girl lay breathing hard post climax, eyes still closed, the nurse withdrew her fingers from the girl, quickly taking the girl’s post-orgasm temperature by sliding a ready-lubricated thermometer into the girl’s still open anus, reading the result then pushing another between the pink parted outer lips of her vulva into her vagina. Leoné knew these results would be compared later to the girl’s normal body and vaginal temperature.

Turning away from the scene She looked through an identical one-way mirror making up the opposite wall, this time looking out onto the castle’s maternity ward. The ward consisted of six beds arranged around the walls; whilst the two on the opposite wall contained sleeping women, in the nearest lay a heavily pregnant woman on her side, legs pulled up to her waist and knees bent, her shift drawn up to her breasts.

Leoné smiled as She recognised laura, who She knew was coming close to full term. Leoné had been present when laura had been impregnated, watching as a younger male had taken her from behind, a nurse standing behind him in turn sliding a well lubed vibrator in and out of his tight rectum to aid ejaculation.

As She watched through the glass one of Her nurses, a slim pretty brunette, entered the ward and crossed to the beautiful young blonde on the bed. Smiling reassuringly at her, the nurse took the pregnant woman’s uppermost leg and lifted it gently. Taking a small thermometer from her pocket she pressed it against laura’s anus and softly slid it in. Pausing to read the temperature of the woman’s body the nurse then withdrew the thermometer, placing it to one side before finding a second thermometer and sliding it carefully between the mother-to-be’s smooth swollen labia into her vagina. Obviously satisfied with the temperature of her patient’s womb and genitals the nurse smiled in a friendly way at laura as she lowered her leg and gently rolled her onto her back, pulling her shift back down over her round belly and rearranging it so it covered her thighs.

Leoné reluctantly turned away from the mirror to return Her attention to the opposite room, now empty. As She did so the door of the examination room opened and in walked the new boy followed by the Castle’s doctor. The boy stood at just over six foot She guessed, though it did not matter, She would find out his measurements after the examination.

He had a smooth athletic body, a kind, pretty face framed by straight strawberry blonde hair. The lights of the room picked up his blue eyes, and Leoné allowed Herself a grin, this one looked promising. She watched as the doctor, an attractive middle-aged brunette with vast experience who had been in her employ for sixteen years, had the boy strip to his underwear as she carried out the basic section of the boy’s examination; height, weight, heart rate and pulse.

After what seemed an age the doctor instructed the boy to remove his underwear and stand before her, legs shoulder width apart. Taking the boy’s hairless sac hand, the doctor massaged his testicles between thumb and finger, checking for any lumps, then squeezing them gently to ensure they were not tender or in any way sore, a sure sign of infection.

As She watched, Leoné could feel herself becoming aroused, knew the blood flow to Her labia was increasing, could feel Her nipples become erect beneath Her silk blouse. Without taking Her eyes from the scene before Her, She hooked Her thumbs into the waistband of Her skirt and knickers, pushing them both down over Her hips so they slid down Her long legs to the floor.

Meanwhile the doctor had taken the boy’s penis in her hand, pulling it away from his body with one hand; slowly tugging on it as her other hand remained between his thighs cupping his scrotum, one finger gently tickling behind it over his sensitive perineum. Running Her tongue slowly over Her lips, Leoné lifted one foot and placed it on a small stool placed before the mirror, Her right hand dropping to play briefly with the soft curls above Her womanhood, before slipping between Her legs, parting Her soft moist labia.

On the other side of the glass the doctor was pulling the foreskin of the boy’s now erect penis back, checking for any lesions of signs of infection, then lightly tracing a finger over the exposed head. Leoné saw the doctor give a slight smile as the boy shuddered a little but made no sound. The doctor’s voice drifted through the glass to Leoné, and She heard her instruct the boy,

“Hop up onto the examination table please on all fours, facing away from me.”

The boy blushed as Leoné knew he would, knowing what he was thinking; being on all fours left his young genitals bottom exposed and vulnerable. He went a deeper shade of red as he complied, and the doctor next instructed him to lean forwards onto his shoulders,

“Reach behind yourself and take your buttocks in your hands and spread them for me, there’s a good boy, nice and wide.”

Leoné uttered a low moan as the boy reluctantly obeyed, in doing so giving Her a clear view between his pale white buttocks to the dark pink treasure that lay between them. She slipped two curved fingers into Her hot needy vagina, pressing them against Her g-spot, listening intently as the doctor continued her examination.

“Now I’m going to take your temperature, this may feel a little cold at first but it will soon warm up,”

the doctor said softly to the boy as she approached with a thermometer identical to the ones Leoné had seen used on laura earlier. As she pressed the lubed tip against his crinkled opening, Leoné could see it contract as the boy tensed up. However, the small instrument slid easily into him, and Leoné chuckled softly as he gave a gasp, though whether it was from the cold thermometer or the feel of something entering his rectum She could not tell. After a moment or so the doctor nodded with satisfaction and withdrew the instrument, noting the boy’s temperature on his chart, before speaking again,

“Next I will be testing your ejaculatory reflexes, by simultaneously massaging your prostate and stimulating your penis. I will also be collecting the semen for testing.”

The doctor continued to speak as she first placed a small Petri-dish on the table below his hanging genitals and then dipped two fingers into a small pot of lube beside the table.

“I will need you to completely relax for me, there’s a good boy, and keep your bottom well spread apart. That will make it far easier for the both of us.”

From Her hidden position Leoné continued to finger Herself slowly, wanting to last the duration of the examination before She came. Her free hand dropped to Her buttocks, and as She watched the doctor place two lubed fingers against the boy’s virgin hole, She let Her hand slip between them and tease Her own sensitive anus. Through the glass the doctor pushed gently but firmly against the boy with her fingers, him groaning as his tight sphincter reluctantly gave way and both fingers pushed deep into him.

Curving her fingers slightly, the doctor located the boy’s prostate and began to massage it, slowly sliding her fingers in and out of him. As she placed her other hand between his legs to grip his already hardening member she looked down, jealousy surging through her as she imagined how Her Mistress Leoné would also soon be looking down at the boy in this way, as She pushed her strap-on deep into him, filling him completely. Feeling the boy getting stiffer and beginning to throb gently in her hand the doctor began to masturbate him in time to the rhythm of her other hand fingering his bottom.

Behind the mirror Leoné pushed Her own finger gently into Her anus, taking the fingers of Her other hand from Her vagina and pressing them hard to her clitoris, moving them in a circular motion over the sensitive bud, Her juices warm and moist between the hood and the dancing fingers. She felt Her body approach orgasm; nipples hardened almost to the point of becoming painful, pressed to the silk of Her blouse, an electric intensity shooting through them down through Her belly to Her needful loins.

No more than a few paces, but a world away, the boy’s body also began to reach the point of climax, his breathing coming faster and heavier, his manhood now throbbing powerfully in the doctor’s hand, his body clenching tight around her fingers as he moaned and tensed, his cock spasming as he came. Smiling the doctor finished carefully milking him, emptying him.

Almost simultaneously Leoné’s body reached the edge of control and fell head-long into orgasm, Her hips arching forwards, Her buttocks clenching, covered breasts jutting outwards as She uttered a low groan, panting heavily. Looking up She saw the doctor stepping away from the boy, telling him to get dressed into the robe that lay carefully folded to one side. Reaching down to pick up Her discarded knickers and skirt, She allowed Herself a last glance at the boy, eyes taking in his pleasing body as She dressed. Composing Herself She stepped from the room and headed for the stairs back to the courtyard, descending them slowly, Her mind replaying the events She had just witnessed, thinking again how good it was to be home.

As Leoné passed back through the courtyard she glanced over to where two young girls played in a fountain. She smiled softly to Herself, these young sisters were Her latest acquisitions, and she was sure they would grow into beautiful young women. The girls laughed happily as they splashed in the fountain’s cool waters, the water glistening on their smooth chocolate coloured bodies, the younger of the two bending at that moment to splash her sister, allowing her watching Mistress a view of the pink of her small anus in the cleft of her rounded brown buttocks, and her smooth plump labia.

The girls disappeared from view behind a line of cherry blossom trees as Leoné turned down a pathway towards the ornate archway framing the doors to Her private apartments. When She finally entered Her bedchamber, She saw that there were already two other women, both servants, in the room. Crossing to a large comfortable chair She collapsed into it, motioning the younger of the two women over. As the girl knelt before Her to remove Her riding boots, Leoné lifted Her leg a little, allowing Her legs to fall apart slightly, this time inviting the shift of Her servant’s eyes.

A smile played across Leoné’s lips, the girl was not yet a very good servant, too nervous and clumsy by far, and Leoné imagined she had had to undergo many punishments from the stern housekeepers and others who kept the younger servants in line. However, She remarked as the girl removed the second boot, She was one of the most beautiful creatures She had ever laid Her eyes upon.

Twenty-three years of age, her pretty face had two cornflower blue eyes set above a cute snub nose, soft red lips, all coming alive when she smiled, dimples marking her cheeks. Long red hair of the most gorgeous tone cascaded over her shoulders and down to her lower back. The girl’s figure was flawless; firm pert breasts, a smooth stomach, perfectly formed vulva, cute round buttocks and long legs.

Leoné closed Her eyes, Her mind wandering back to the last time She had partaken of this girl, the night before She had left the castle, three weeks previously; the girl’s soft hair laying down her back, Leoné’s hands gripping her hips, pulling her urgently and firmly back against Her, the girl’s bottom pressing hard against Leoné’s belly with each thrust, her breasts swinging, dark red nipples standing proud.

Opening Her eyes, Leoné smiled down at the girl whilst crossing Her long legs.

“Some wine I think, there’s a bottle and a glass on the dresser”.

The girl hurried to comply, and Leoné admired the cute roll of her hips and bottom as She padded across the thick carpet of the room. Pouring a glass full – too full Leoné noted – of the dark red liquid, the girl turned and walked carefully back towards her Mistress, managing to spill not a drop. However, as she nervously lifted the glass towards Leoné, her unsteady hand caused a drop to fall, landing on the arm of Leoné’s white silk blouse.

The girl in her state did not notice, but Leoné did and She knew She would not have been the only one. Lifting the glass to Her lips, She sipped the cool dry red wine, enjoying the taste and the feel of the liquid as it slipped down Her throat. Giving a brief smile and nod to indicate Her acceptance, the serving girl gave a relieved smile, dropped an awkward curtsey and hurriedly backed away. As the girl exited Leoné noticed that catherine, one of Her senior housekeepers, follow her out leaving Leoné alone in the room, a look of displeasure across her usually handsome elderly face.

Leoné knew the girl would soon experience a spanking her bottom would never forget for her earlier mistakes. Leoné chuckled softly; catherine had a dim view of girls who made mistakes in Her presence, taking it as a personal affront to her ability to run the household.

The noblewoman glanced down at Her arm, the bright red splash in stark contrast to the pure white of its surroundings. She sighed, a change would be needed, and She did so hate to be anything less than perfectly presentable. Placing the glass carefully to one side She crossed to a large walk-in wardrobe, unbuttoning Her blouse as She crossed the room. Pausing before a full length mirror, Leoné stopped to admire Her figure, letting the blouse drop from Her arms to the floor.

Standing first sideways on to take in the profile of Her breasts, She turned again to face the mirror full-on, cupping Her breasts in Her hands, feeling their weight, their softness. Squeezing them gently, She traced Her fingers up to Her nipples, the cool air on them already causing them to stand proud from the soft swell of Her bosom. Tracing Her fingers gently over them She purred softly, pinching them until She gasped. She was pleased with what She saw, what She felt of Her body.

Just twenty-four herself, She was extremely young to be Lady of the House in Her own right, but since the passing of Her parents two summers previously She had assumed all responsibility for the running of the castle and its household.

However, that did carry considerable perks She thought, a broad smile breaking over Her face at the thought of all the delightful young bodies at Her disposal, the entire purpose of their existence to serve Her. Lifting Her hands to Her hair, She grimaced, feeling the grime from the journey home. She would need a long soak in the bath, perhaps with the rest of the wine.

Grinning She turned, Her skirts swishing, and walked into Her wardrobe. Kicking off Her skirt and knickers She took a thick white towelling robe from a hanger and wrapped it around Herself. Walking back into Her bedchamber She saw that catherine had returned.

“A bath is ready for you my Lady,” catherine said with a slight bow.

“You’re a mind reader catherine! How would I cope without you?” Leoné exclaimed delightedly.

“Thank You Ma’am” replied catherine, curtseying and crossing to a pair of large wooden doors, throwing them open to reveal the expansive warm marble bathroom, the deep bath steaming.

With another brief curtsey she closed the doors behind her Mistress, giving Her complete privacy. Crossing the heated floor, the warmth spreading into the soles of Her feet, Leoné stopped beside the bath, waiting for a while as the steam billowed about Her head. Untying the robe and laying it to one side She stepped into the bath, lying back until the water covered Her entirely up to Her neck, the heat soaking into Her weary body. Closing Her eyes, She let Her mind wander back to the boy who’s examination She had witnessed.

Perhaps She should call for catherine to arrange for him to be waiting upon Her bed when She had finished Her bath? True, he had not even begun his training, but what training did he need for what She intended? That bottom…

She gave a low groan as Her fingers once more found themselves amongst the curls nestled between Her legs. She hooked Her knees over each side of the bath to spread Herself wider, Her fingers dancing furiously over the soft pink flesh between Her legs. She came hard, bucking Her hips up to meet Her hand, pressing Her fingers hard to Her aching groin.

Lying back She rested a moment, feeling Her hot blood-filled genitals cool in the water. Reaching for a bell, She rang it and waited until a young servant appeared, telling her to make sure arrangements were made for the new boy to be taken to Her chambers ready for when She left Her bath. As the girl scurried away, Leoné washed Herself, paying extra attention to Her soft womanhood, and climbed out of the bath, drying Herself off with a large warm towel. Donning Her robe She walked to the large doors and pushed them open, entering Her bedchamber.

The boy was upon his back on the bed, arms secured to the headboard, legs tied above him so as to pull his knees up towards his chest, fully exposing his genitals and anus to Her. As She took in the sight, She felt Her body react beneath Her robe; Her nipples harden, Her loins moisten. Approaching the bed She smiled gently down at him, reaching between his legs, Her fingers softly teasing the back of his scrotum and perineum, then tracing down to lightly trace the rim of his anus.

Turning She walked to Her dresser, letting Her gown fall to the floor leaving Her naked. Wanting to tease the boy She bent forwards at the waist to open a lower drawer, displaying Her vulva fully to him. A smile playing over Her face She selected a long thin strap-on from the drawer and stood, reaching for a jar of lubricant.

She knew his gaze would be on Her buttocks, and the effect Her body would have on his. Sure enough, as She turned with the glistening strap-on in Her Hand She saw his cock had stiffened slightly, but still lay against his belly. Walking across to him swaying Her hips seductively She noticed his gaze flicker from face to breasts to the top of the slit peeking out from between Her legs, back to Her face again, the look on his own features a mix of arousal and nervousness.

She stood beside the bed, looking down at him. Laying the strap-on beside his head She straddled his body and leant down to kiss him. Her breasts hung down, grazing his own chest, Her soft moist pussy pressed against his belly. The boy returned the kiss eagerly, his tongue finding Hers. She kissed him with equal pleasure, biting softly on his soft lips.

As they kissed, She reached back behind Herself with one hand, reaching between his wide spread legs, seeking his vulnerable anus. With fingers still slick with lube She circled the rim of his anus and slid one finger deep into him, withdrawing then pushing back into him, fingering his tight hole. Placing a second against his entrance She pushed firmly, feeling his anus tighten as he tried to resist Her, smothering his moan with Her mouth as She kissed him hard. She felt his body reluctantly give way and the second finger slid into him in tandem with the first.

Leoné kissed him a moment longer, until She was sure Her two fingers had sufficiently lubricated and loosened him. Withdrawing Her fingers She gave his scrotum a firm squeeze, pulling Her lips away from his and leaning back, smiling down at him. Climbing off him, She noted the area on his belly where Her arousal had left its mark.

Turning Her head to look into his eyes She noted his nervousness returning, saw his keen awareness of his body’s vulnerability. Maintaining eye contact, She held his gaze as She reached for the strap-on, stepping into it and pulling it up to Her crotch. Still not breaking eye contact She walked around the bed until She was in front of him, kneeling on the bed before his exposed genitals. With both hands She cupped his buttocks, lifting and spreading him, bringing him towards Her. Pressing the tip of Her strap-on against his hole She spoke Her first words since entering the room,

“Relax, submit yourself to Me. I assure you that you will soon begin to crave the moments when I take and fill you.”

The boy made as if to reply but his words faltered as Leoné pushed forward slowly but firmly with Her hips and his virgin anus stretched around the tip of the dildo. Uttering a low groan he closed his eyes, tilting his head back as She continued to push into him steadily, until his buttocks pressed against Her thighs, and She had filled him utterly. Looking down Leoné uttered a soft moan of pleasure, She loved the sight of one body filling another, especially the tightly gripping anus of a young male around Her strap-on.

Slowly She began to slide in and out of him, the boy’s breathing becoming heavier but his moans lessening as his body adapted to the feel of Her filling it, making it Her own. As She watched his penis began to stiffen and stand proud of his body. Taking it in Her hand She began to masturbate him in time to Her slow thrusting, Her hips gyrating as the strap-on pressed against Her own blood-filled genitals. Excitement filled Her, She had wanted to be gentle but Her lust overcame Her and She began to thrust harder, until Her thighs slapped against his buttocks with each thrust and She was fucking his tight hole. She masturbated him quickly, feeling him throb in Her hand as he groaned loudly, pushing his hips up in an attempt to meet Her thrusts.

“Mistress…” he moaned, his breathing heavy, sweat appearing over his smooth skin.

“Do You like that boy?” She enquired, to which he could only nod as She thrust ever faster and deeper into him. “Good boy, mmm…. so tight…”

“Please Mistress” he breathed heavily, opening his eyes to look up at Her through his tousled damp hair. “I need to cum, I beg You.”

Giving a nod Leoné looked down at Her lap, and the boy leant his head back uttering a loud groan as his whole body tensed. Leoné felt his cock spasm in Her hand as he shot his hot seed out onto his belly, and gazed at his anus as it gripped Her dildo even tighter, as if trying to hold Her deep within him. She pushed hard and deep into him one last time, Her hand squeezing the last of his cum out of him. The boy lay sweating, breathing hard, eyes closed.

She let him lay a while, smiling softly, before whispering,

“Good boy, although you are never finished until Your Mistress has cum too.”

Stepping back, watching the dildo slide out of him, Leoné took a moment to admire his shaven genitals, the soft pink of his anus, and then walked around to the head of the bed. Untying the boy’s arms and legs She leant close and whispered,

“On all fours my darling”, standing up and awaiting obedience.

The boy, sweaty, hair tousled, murmured “yes Ma’am”, and rolled over, getting unsteadily on to his hands and knees.

Leoné pushed down gently on his shoulders, until they touched the bed, leaving him with his bottom raised high into the air. Smiling She walked back around the bed and knelt upon it behind the boy, between his legs. Taking his buttocks in each hand She spread them wide apart, purring softly as She gazed at the soft treasure between them, eyes running down to his sac and cock. Leaning forward to gently kiss his puckered anus She moved Her body closer to his, keeping his buttocks well spread but pulling him closer to Her, until the tip of the strap-on pressed against his entrance. Pushing forwards firmly She pulled him back onto Her, watching the dildo bury itself in his rectum, filling every inch of his tight young bottom.

Rolling Her hips as She slid in and out him, taking his hips in Her hands and pulling him back against Her to meet every thrust, ensuring She filled him completely, She felt Her orgasm begin to build. It soon overcame Her and She cried out in ecstasy pushing hard and deep into him, burying the entire length of the shaft in his young bottom.

An hour later, refreshed and in high spirits, Leoné was walking through the gardens to the school Her great-grandmother had had built in the grounds. Dressed now in all in white; blouse, long ankle length skirt, and knickers. Her underwear contrasted with the simple elegance of Her overclothes; sexy lace, clinging tightly to Her body’s contours.

After a short while She reached the school. Here was where the children got their basic education and also where they were trained for servitude. It was also where older slaves received further instruction. Entering the ivy clad stone building She turned into the corridor leading to the chambers in which some of Her older slaves were being further trained. Peering into classrooms as She passed She saw an example of the rigid discipline in place being enforced; a girl who had obviously displeased bent over her teacher’s lap. As Leoné paused to watch the teacher ran her hand over the small round bottom, lifting it and delivering ten light smacks, five to each buttock, until the girl’s skin glowed a rosy red.

Walking on She came to the room which She wanted, entering quietly so as not to disturb the proceedings. Before Her propped up on cushions lay a stunning young woman, jet black hair cascading down over her shoulders, large firm breasts pert, large dark brown nipples standing erect. The woman was completely naked, her thighs spread, her moist sex glistening in the soft light. The woman’s hands were running all over her own body, touching and teasing herself. Before her knelt a young male slave, also naked. His hands were tied above his head to a chain hanging from the ceiling, his ankles secured firmly to the floor, spread apart. His hands were raised enough that he was unable to sit back on his heels, his bottom instead raised. Behind him knelt one of the school’s finest teachers, an expert who had taught many of Leoné’s finest servants. Now in her late 40s, Miss Hatfield had seen many young servants pass through her care. Still handsome despite her years, she knelt now behind the male slave’s legs, with one hand reaching around to skilfully masturbate his rock hard cock, the other pushing a medium sized vibrator into his stretched anus, occasionally withdrawing it to run it over his sensitive perineum and scrotum. Around her neck hung a stopwatch. Leoné knew the object of this exercise was to test and measure stamina amongst Her male slaves; any slave cumming too quickly would be first punished then undergo training to improve their stamina.

A few minutes after She entered the room the young male grunted then groaned deeply, arching his back, tensing his buttocks and shooting hot cum out over the girl providing the visual stimulation. Noting the time, nodding with satisfaction, Miss Hatfield motioned for one of her assistants to untie the slave and bring over the next one from the line of naked males lined up against the wall.

Leoné watched on for an hour or so, watching a succession of men and boys of all types vary from almost instant ejaculation to a good twelve minutes. As the distant bell in the clock tower above the courtyard signalled the new hour, She turned and left the room as quietly as She had entered and headed further down the hallway, turning and descending a narrow spiral stone staircase. This stairwell led deep into the bowels of the castle, where a succession of cold stone cells and dark dungeons lay. Here was where law breakers were held and punished.

Tonight Leoné had an appointment with one of Her female slaves, a girl who had been found to have been running a small gang of other servants, both male and female who had been abusing younger servants over a period of months. The girl and her gang members had terrorised the dormitories of the younger boys and girls at night, picking a victim and sodomising them one after the other through the night, as the others watched and jeered. The girl, the leader, had used a strap-on dildo she had stolen from Leoné’s own apartments, although this was not the only thing she had stolen. A collection of jewellery, clothing and other items had been found in her possession. Leoné had an expansive punishment in mind to suit the girl’s transgressions.

Leoné reached the chamber in which the girl was being held. Two large male attendants stood guard on the door, brutes of men, rippling with muscle, toned bodies of course smooth, tight uniforms showing off their figures. In the centre of the room was a large wooden table with metal loops located around its edge for restraints. A selection of instruments of all descriptions lay against or hung from the walls. In the far corner, squatting on a mattress was a naked female figure; the girl Leoné was here to see.

As Leoné entered the girl rose, trying to mask her fear now that her time of punishment was at hand by jutting out her chin and attempting to look uncowed and defiant. The girl stood at average height for a female, and was 19 years of age. She was of Mediterranean descent, with tanned skin, hard hazel eyes and full red lips. Long dark curling hair crowned her head. The girl had a voluptuous figure, large firm ripe breasts with large dark nipples, a flat stomach, slender waist, wide hips and large round bottom. The outer lips of her sex were large, the inner lips hidden within the dark slit that split them in two.

Crossing her arms across her chest the girl tried to look unthreatened, as if she did not fear the power and majesty of her Mistress. Leoné stared fiercely at the girl, vowing to Herself that she would make this girl sorry she had ever been born.

Turning to the two attendants, Leoné issued Her orders,

“Tie her to the table, face down.”

The guards stepped forwards and instantly the girl sprung at them, catlike, nails scratching, legs kicking. However, the attendants had been picked especially for their size and strength, and they soon had her controlled. As Leoné watched they forced the girl down on her front, tying her hands securely at the head of the table, and tying a gag around her head. Taking a crop from a rack on the wall Leoné expertly began to beat the girl’s buttocks, hitting each in turn, quickly turning them crimson. The girl struggled but was unable to overpower the bonds tying her wrists. She tried twisting her buttocks away from the blows but they continued to rain down upon her firm rounded buttocks. Even her cries and sobs were smothered by the gag forced into her mouth.

After a few minutes Leoné barked the command and the girl was turned over onto her back, an attendant taking each leg and forcing them apart, exposing the soft flesh of her sex. When the girl’s legs were securely held apart Leoné began to beat her with the crop once more, this time the blows landing upon the girl’s vulnerable vulva, turning the smooth skin bright red, the already fat lips swelling further.

Again, Leoné subjected the girl to a few minutes of the caning, before stepping back and issuing another order to the two male attendants. The men untied the girl, one holding her arms the other her legs. The girl struggled desperately but was no match for their strength, and they had little problem turning her on her side, and cuffing her wrists to her ankles, locking her in a foetal position, her round red bottom exposed, the crimson swollen lips of her abused sex standing out between her thighs.

The smaller of the two attendants wheeled over a trolley upon which sat an electronic device with a number of dials and knobs, from which ran several cables at the ends of which lay an assortment of crocodile clips and plugs shaped like oversized baby’s dummies. The girl’s eyes widened in terror as she saw the instrument, and she renewed her thrashing and straining against her bonds. A few smart blows from Leoné’s crop and the girl lay still however, sobbing quietly. Standing beside the table, Leoné took the girl’s large nipples in turn between her thumb and finger, squeezing and pulling on them, hurting yet arousing at the same time. The girl’s sobs increased as her body betrayed her and blood rushed to her abused nipples, making them stand erect from her heaving chest.

Smiling at the girl in a slightly sinister manner, Leoné reached for two of the crocodile clip ended cables and stretching the girl’s nipples out attached one to each, the girl crying out as each of the clips bit into her soft sensitive flesh, making her feel as if her breasts were on fire. Moving behind the girl Leoné selected two of the cables sporting plugs, pushing one forcefully between the girl’s swollen cunt lips deep into her vagina. The girl groaned against her gag, and Leoné reached for a second plug. Panic lit up the girl’s face and she tensed her body as Leoné placed the plug against the crack of her buttocks. Leoné slapped the raw red flesh of the girl’s bottom, but she tensed only further. Irritation crossing her brow Leoné took the girl’s buttocks, one in each hand and forced them apart, slowly but surely exposing the girl’s unguarded anus. Holding them wide apart, Leoné gestured to one of the attendants who stepped forwards, picked up the plug, and with little sympathy forced it deep into the girl’s rectum.

Stepping back Leoné admired the girl, stiff nipples squeezed hard, scarlet buttocks and labia split by the thick plugs forced into the soft holes between them. Approaching the electronic instrument She flicked a switch upon it, a humming sound rising up from it. The girl on the table continued to sob, her eyes squeezed shut. Leoné looked at her contemptuously and turned the largest knob above the central dial, sending small amounts of electric current directly to the girl’s most sensitive body parts. The girl moaned softly, the sensation caused by the slight current warming her body, her vagina moistening around the plug lodged deep inside it, causing the current to increase. With no warning however, Leoné suddenly turned the knob sharply causing the current to increase dramatically. The girl’s body arched, straining against her bonds, muscles tensing around the plugs intruding between her lips and buttocks. Her scream was smothered by her gag, her eyes screwed shut. Leoné left the girl like that for only four of five seconds before turning the current back down, the girl’s body loosening up. After a few seconds she turned the current back up high, repeating the process over the course of the next twenty minutes.

When Leoné was done, She walked over to the girl, stroking her hair, calming her down. The girl lay still, and Leoné knew that she was almost broken. Running Her hand down to the girl’s large full breasts, she released the clips digging cruelly in to her nipples. The girl cried out, straining against her bonds as blood rushed to her bruised sore nipples. Walking softly around behind the girl Leone pulled the first plug gently from the girl’s vagina. Once it was removed the girl’s swollen outer lips stayed spread, the pink of her inner lips and the spread hole of her sex clearly visible, glistening with moisture. Grasping the second plug firmly in one hand, Leoné took the girl’s uppermost buttock in Her hand, enjoying the warmth of the round firm flesh, and lifted it, exposing the crevice between them. She gazed at the tight muscle of the girl’s anus as She slowly withdrew the plug. When She had fully removed it from her, the girl’s anus stayed spread for a few seconds, gaping and inviting. Leoné leant in and kissed the girl there, Her tongue darting inside the tight warm passage.

Stepping away from the girl Leoné ordered one attendant, the larger of the two, to disrobe, and the other to remove the girl’s bonds and gag. When the larger male was standing naked Leoné took a moment to admire his physique, walking around him running Her hands over toned chest, legs and buttocks. Smiling as She admired his large manhood, She instructed him to make himself hard. He gripped his cock in his hand, causing it to swell even bigger until it stood, huge and proud ahead of him, thick and long. Selecting a similar sized strap-on from a tray against the wall Leoné stood behind the man, attaching it around his waist. She stepped back admiring the effect; the man now had two large thick phalluses standing to attention before him.

“Lie down on the mattress” She commanded him, before turning to the girl, who was now standing unsteadily beside the wooden table. “And you girl, spread your legs and buttocks.”

The girl’s former defiance faded, she waited only a second before complying. Leoné nodded to the smaller attendant who handed Her a jar of lubricant. Standing in front of the girl Leoné pushed two lubed fingers along her slit, curving them up into Her vagina. Withdrawing them She covered them in more lube and walked behind the girl, running Her fingertips around the rim of the exposed anus. Placing both fingers against the girl’s opening She pushed deep into the hole, sliding them in and out until She was satisfied the girl was well lubricated. Leaning forward She whispered quietly to the girl,

“When I’m finished with you sweetheart you won’t be able to sit comfortably for a month, I promise you that.”

Pushing her forwards towards the mattress Leoné issued Her commands to the girl,

“Squat, not kneel, over him, one of those huge cocks against each of your entrances”. The girl hesitated for a moment, still a little unsteady, so the still dressed attendant forced her forwards, pressing her down into a squatting position, the huge dildo pressing between her vulva, spreading her lips, the real cock, throbbing with anticipation, pushing between her buttocks.

“Now”, Leoné began, “start riding him, and don’t dare stop until I say so.”

Groaning the girl lowered herself slowly onto the two thick cocks, until Leoné, impatient, gripped her shoulders and forced her down hard, both phalluses, one real, one leather, impaling the girl. The tortured servant leant her head back, crying out as her body was filled, the entire length of both cocks buried deep within her.

“Now fuck him you slut” Leoné growled, and the girl, uttering another low moan, began to slowly slide her body up and down on the twin cocks, using their entire length.

Leoné didn’t let the girl rest for even a minute, caning her sharply on the backside if she slowed for even a second. When eventually the attendant was spent, Leoné had the other male strip and don a strap-on, and simply had the girl switch between them. For several hours this continued, until the girl’s vagina and anus were raw and she sobbed quietly between painfully intense orgasms. By now her bottom was striped due to the number of times her pace had slowed as time wore on.

Eventually Leoné commanded the girl to stop, and the attendants to dress.

“Leave us”, she said to the two males, who quickly left, closing the door behind them.

“On your knees” She growled at the girl, whose inner fire was by now utterly extinguished.

Leoné knew now the girl would spend the rest of her life as an obedient servant, the memory of the evening’s events etched upon her mind. However, there was one more act of submission She required.

Making eye contact with the girl, She loosened the ties of Her skirt letting it fall around Her ankles, then stepping forwards until She was standing before the naked kneeling figure, Her groin at eye level. Running Her hand through the girl’s hair Leoné spoke kindly to her for the first time,

“Are you sorry girl?” A nod. “Good girl, do you want to please your Mistress, show Her how much you worship Her?” Another, more eager, nod.

Smiling softly Leoné hooked her thumbs under the waistband of Her knickers, sliding them down Her long smooth legs. The girl’s eyes flickered from Leoné’s own to the soft triangular tangle of hair nestled between Her legs. Taking the girl’s head in Her hands, Leoné drew her towards Her wanting sex, the girl without needing to be told immediately lapping at the soft lips of Her vagina. Spreading Her legs a little Leoné pulled the girl’s hungry mouth onto Her hot needy cunt, revelling in the adoration of the kneeling girl.

Months went by. New servants arrived, were trained, and began a life of satisfying servitude, honoured to serve the Lady Leoné. Young boys and girls grew into young men and woman, graduated from the school and entered the household staff. Favourites came and went, but firmly ensconced in Leoné’s good graces were the young pair who had arrived as a present from the English Lord. Both had proved very skilful servants, adept at learning the skills of servitude. Both also had delicious tight firm young bodies, that they submitted completely and willingly to Her, and She had made use of his throbbing cock, her soft vagina, and both their round tight bottoms many times since they had arrived. Tonight it was the boy, matti, She had given notice should be waiting for Her when She retired to Her bedchamber for the night.

Sure enough, when She entered Her room that night the boy was there, standing patiently to one side in his robe, hands folded in front of him. Since the day She had witnessed his medical examination and taken his anal virginity later in this very room, he had become one of Her most highly regarded slaves. Dinner guests often remarked on the beautiful English boy, and although Leoné had had the boy strip and display himself to Her friends (a lesson in humiliation as well as to satisfy their curiosity) She had never leant him out for a night as She did with others of Her staff.

Every time She straddled him and felt his hard cock push up into Her or knelt behind him and spread his buttocks with Her hands She knew She could never share him. As She walked past him She spoke,

“Undress matti my darling, and lie on your back on the bed. I shall return in a moment, and I want that beautiful cock of yours nice and hard for me.”

Walking into Her large walk-in wardrobe She closed the doors behind Her and undressed. Selecting a thin silk negligee She slipped it over Her head and admired Herself in the mirror. The negligee reached her thigh, barely covering her pussy and bottom. The material was thin and with the light behind Her became almost transparent.

Turning She walked back into the bedroom, smiling at Her slave, admiring his slim body as he lay on the large bed, his cock erect, standing up away from his body. Crossing to the bed She straddled him, leaning forwards to kiss him passionately, pushing back just enough so that the head of his cock barely touched Her nether lips, feeling him strain up to meet Her, teasing him, allowing him to gain a little ground, his cock just piercing Her labia, the soft curls of Her womanhood surrounding the moistening slit brushing his stiff shaft. Breaking the kiss She leant back, pushing down onto him until his entire manhood was inside Her.

Slowly, She began to ride him, Her pussy slick with Her juices sliding easily up and down the entire length of his cock. Her negligee, already barely covering Her, floated up and down as She rode the boy, giving him occasional glances of Her soft flesh and the sight of Her soft furry lips spread around his erection. Faster She rode him, forcing him deeper into Her hot wanting body, Her nipples straining against the cool silk, Her face becoming flushed. As She felt Her orgasm build She looked down at the boy and saw that he too was close to climax. One hand on his belly to steady Herself, She reached behind Herself, between his legs, with the other to squeeze and massage his balls, urging him to orgasm.

“Cum with me my darling, cum with Your Mistress,” She whispered as both began to breathe more heavily.

As She felt Her body reach climax, Her vagina tightening around him She slipped a finger from the hand cupping his sac between his buttocks, slick with sweat, and deep into him. She loved to feel his body tighten as he came, and at that moment the boy climaxed with Her, driving his hips upwards, pressing hard against Her vulva, burying himself entirely in Her, his body clenching as he emitted a low moan. Leoné continued to ride him through their shared orgasm until they were spent.

Rising from him She walked across to the dresser, pulling the negligee over Her head baring Her hot body to the cool air.

“On your side matti” She purred as She selected a strap-on from the drawer.

She reflected on how much larger it was than the one She first used on him, now that his bottom had become much more accommodating through use. Grinning She stepped into the strap-on, quickly smearing lube over its length and walking quickly back to the bed. The boy was lying on his side, his back to Her.

“Knees up matti my love” She whispered softly, and the boy immediately obeyed, placing himself in an almost foetal position.

Lying behind him in a spoon position, Leoné nestled the head of the dildo between his buttocks, against his anus. Wrapping Her arm around him, She pressed Her body hard to his, Her breasts hard against his back, and arched Her hips forward, their bodies hot, sweaty, feeling him push back against Her as She thrust deep into him. Moving Her arm, Her hand found the hardness between his legs and began to masturbate him, gripping tightly as She thrust smoothly in and out of his rectum. It was not long before the rapid thrusting and the pressure exerted on Her clitoris caused Leoné to orgasm. She continued to slide deep into and out of the boy, whispering his name as She did.

She managed to come twice more before they came in unison for the second time that night, his hot sperm shooting out across the sheets, Leoné pushing hard and deep into him, Her hand milking him of every drop. Exhausted they lay there without moving, and it wasn’t long before they fell asleep, still spooning, Leoné’s body pressed tightly against the back of Her servant boy, Her arms holding him close to Her, the strap-on lodged deep within his soft bottom, dreaming of the delicious things She would do to him tomorrow.

– The End –