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she’s knocked about.”
    “Yes, Mister Brian,” the woman said, giving him another brilliant smile and even bobbing a slight curtsey before turning back to her work. “Anne! You were told to scrub out the showers! Get onto it now!”
    “Raika’s been with us for a few years . She’s a lovely obedient girl between the sheets but a real tyrant with the grooms,” Brian told her as he led her across a courtyard and into his quarters. He had had a supper sent across from the big house and Martha had seldom eaten as well and the wine had slipped down perfectly too. As they ate, Brian explained something of how the stable worked and its hierarchy. From what he told her, she seemed to be up against pretty well every other female in the place. He could have any of them at any time. Either she had scored big time, or he was just angling after Sophie and shagging her was a part of that. With a couple of glasses of wine inside her she felt able to speak her mind and Brian roared with laughter.
    “I’m sorry!” he said at last. “I’d never thought of it like that. It’s been my work for so many years it’s just part of everyday life here. Yes, I can and do fuck pretty well whoever I like, pr etty well every day, but the slaves are just fuck meat and whipping flesh , being fucked regularly is part of their training . If you started seeing them as people you wouldn’t get far in this game. And, yes, I’m desperate to find Sophie and I hope you’ll agree after a couple of days that she belongs here. But I’m not going to screw you over, Martha. I like you and really hope we can work together.”
    This was far more than Martha had dared to hope for, but just then the slave had been led in by a groom and Brian had taken charge.
    Now he climbed onto the bed be side her and they admired the spreadeagled slave at the foot of the bed. The dense network of stripes that the whip had traced on her skin suited her so well, Martha thought and it was the thought of being surrounded by so much submissive and well-tra ined girlflesh that pushed her into a free fall of multiple orgasms as Brian’s weight crushed her and his cock spread her wide as he rammed himself into her, each powerful thrust seeming to Martha to set her apart from the slaves he was surrounded by and his fierce kiss as he finally pumped himself into her seemed to confirm it.
    Afterwards he freed the slave and had Martha lie with her legs wide apart while the slave crawled up the bed and lay between her legs to lick his spend from her thighs. She propped herself up to watch the girl at work and to increase the pleasure her tongue was giving her.
    “Can I watch you whip her?” she asked.
    Brian hung her back up and gave Martha a masterclass in the prolonged use of the single tail, driving the girl to three more orgasms under the lash before she had to be taken down. He had worked naked and Martha had divided her time between kneeling beside his muscular thigh s and stroking his cock as he flogged and then kissing the welts on the slave’s breasts and then parting her thighs and getting her tongue into the flooding vagina.
    The next day she got a tou r of the big house and saw the H ousegirls in their spectacular corsets and sweeping skirts, and rubbed shoulders with the members , practically every one of whom she had seen in the papers or on the news. Despite being a female she was treated with an exaggerated courtesy that she found intoxicating. Never had she had her hand kissed so often. She met Patti Cam p bell who trained and looked after the H ouse girls and Dr. Sands who was the stable’s vet and the house’s doctor.
    “There’s a bit of history between those two,” Brian told her later . “They fell out over who owned Raika. The doc won. They’re about the only two women in the place who are off the menu for you. But i f Patti chooses to come on to you, go for it. She’s a superb lay. And if the doc wants you the same applies , although I can only go