The Butler Pt 2(MF, Extreme age gap, humiliation, spanking)

Part 2. This is pure fantasy. In real life all kinks and power exchanges should have 100% enthusiastic participants. Feedback is welcomed. I have a few ideas in my head but kind of writing this as I go along so if you have an idea of what you would like to see let me know and I may incorporate it.

The Butler (Extreme age gap, spanking, watersports, MF) from eroticliterature

The sound of someone opening my door wakes me from my sleep. My muscles ache from being held in place for so long. The stinging in my ass has long gone away so that’s good.

“Good morning, Alicia,” The soft spoken voice of our housekeeper, Judith, greets me.

Judith has been on staff for about ten years now. She’s forty five years old with shoulder length blonde hair. Her body is thin with small breasts but she has a nice hour glass shape on her. Quite an attractive woman and I’m surprised she never married or had someone. I’ve never heard her mention any hints of a lover she may have.

This isn’t Downton Abbey but we do have a few people on staff since we do live in a mansion. The maids who do the everyday cleaning have a uniform. Judith doesn’t but is given a stipend for her wardrobe. She’s more of a house manager delegating assignments, coordinating dinner parties and also I believe acts as a secretary for my father sometimes. I’ve seen my father ask her to his office many times.

She usually wears dresses that are professional. I must say she has a sharp style. While she looks proper, she has a sexy librarian vibe going on. Judith is more laid back than Bennet and has hints of a sense of humor.

“Judith, help me, Bennet is crazy,” I plead.

“You shouldn’t say such things or you’ll add to your punishment,” Judith advises.

“You’re in on this too?” I start to twist to try and break free from the restraints even though I know it’s useless but I have to try. “This is fucked up.”

“Alicia, stop being rebellious. You need to learn your place,” hearing Judith admonish me, enrages me.

“My place,” I scream out, “You’re the fucking help and I’m the daughter of a Senator.”

Slap

I scream out. Judth’s hand smacks my ass and her small hand doesn’t do much damage but the gall of this woman is infuriating. She storms out. I’m left alone though it doesn’t prevent me from screaming out curses and insults.

“This is fucking bullshit. A bunch of fucking pervs. My father will destroy you for what you are doing to me. Motherfuckers.”

Several minutes I’m left alone, still not relenting on my insults. Hearing my bedroom door fling open, I flinch since it’s Bennet’s heavier footsteps I hear enter the room.

“Untie me fu…”

THWACK

“AAAH”

Bennet has struck me with what must be a flogger. If I thought his hand hurt, this is much worse. 

“Such a mouthy brat,” Bennet shouts as his arm comes down to hit my ass again, “You think too highly of yourself young miss.”

“Stop, asshole,” I scream. Bennet instead of stopping only goes on to target my upper thighs right below my ass. Another yelp escapes me.

“You want to apologize or you want me to keep going?” Bennet’s voice is emotionless.

“Fuck y…aaah,” I scream out as the flogger hits my back. A few more times Bennet hits me and though it stings I resolve not to give in. “Fuck you!”

He hits me a few more times but then stops

“Miss Morgan, I’m going to let you have time to think about how you want to further proceed,” Bennet says, he then turns to leave me with my thoughts.

“Bennet, you can’t leave me here,” I cry out but I’m only answered with the sound of my bedroom door closing.

He’ll have to let me free sometime. Bennet can’t expect me to lie here, tied to my bed until my parents come home. He’s going to have to let me eat or go to the bathroom

As I lie here on my stomach feeling the sting of the flogger on my back, I fall asleep. I’m not sure how much time passes when I wake up. Could be twenty minutes or 2 hours. The sun is still shining. The heat of the sunlight shining through my window warms my naked back.

Dread washes over me as I feel my bladder wanting release. Great. At first it’s not hard to hold it in but gradually as the minutes roll by I have to use my muscles to squeeze tighter. I can’t close my legs since they are spread wide open by the restraints from the corner of my bed. Eventually I can’t hold it in any longer, the sheets beneath me get damp. 

Humiliation washes over me as I lay in the mess I made. As the minutes tick away it turns from warm to cool. My stomach starts to growl which makes me feel even more pathetic. At this point I’ll do anything to get a chance to clean up and have something to eat.

Finally I hear my bedroom door open. Hearing Bennet’s footsteps, I feel anxious and relieved at the same time. A part of me wonders if he has another fucked up thing to make me endure or show me some mercy instead.

“You’ve made a mess I see,” Bennet’s tone is a bit mocking. “Will you behave?”

The urge to cuss him out is strong but self preservation is winning this fight, “yes.”

“Say ‘yes, Sir'”

I take a deep breath so I don’t call him an asshole instead. “Yes, sir,” I whisper.

“I can’t hear you.”

“Yes, Sir,” I say much louder, won’t have him claiming I’m not loud enough to use it as an excuse to punish me again.

“That’s good,” Bennet starts to release my legs. “You’ll get cleaned up and then you’ll have lunch. Afterwards we need to have a talk about what is expected of you.”

When he releases my right ankle, a hand traces up my leg then my ass. His touch is soft yet I’m expecting him to smack me at any moment. The anticipation excites me in a way I’ve never felt before.

His hand travels up my back and then to my long dark brown hair. He runs his hand through it before finally releasing my arms. When I’m free of my restraints, I sit up on the bed. 

My nipples are hard, partly because I’m cold but also because I’m turned on. Why am I turned on?

“I’m going to wash you. Make sure you’re properly cleaned,” Bennet says as he grabs my hand and walks me to the bathroom.

All I can do is obey. The whole situation seems surreal. When we’re in the bathroom, we stand facing each other. As I look up at him, he begins to unbutton his shirt. 

I want to say something sassy but I’m transfixed watching him undress. Bennet is an asshole but he has a hot body I come to learn as he undresses. And I don’t mean for a fifty five year old man. He legit has a fit body. Not overly muscular, just right.

He also has chest hair that covers him which makes him look rather macho.

My body betrays me because I’m getting wet for the enemy. When he drops his trousers, my eyes go wide in surprise. He is packing. Bennet’s not even hard and his cock looks intimidating. He has a trail of hair leading down to his cock..

After staring for a few moments, I look up and catch Bennet’s brown eyes. He gives me a smug smile that causes me to blush. Bennet goes to turn on the shower and then we step in.

Closing my eyes, I let the warm water wash over me. I gasp when I feel Bennet’s hands in my hair massaging in my shampoo. He has me turn around so my back is to him. My captor stands far away enough our bodies aren’t touching but I can still feel his warmth behind me.

He rinses the shampoo from my hair. I embarrass myself when I moan as he begins washing my back. He uses my loofah over my back but also uses another hand to rub me as well. Kneeling down, he seems to take his time making sure my ass is clean. 

His left hand cups an ass cheek and then a finger trails between my ass cheeks similar to what he did last night. Moving on, he washes my legs.

“Turn,” Bennet’s voice is gruff. Of course I obey. 

Still on his knees he moves the soapy loofah up my legs. It caresses the inside of my thighs and my front to wash away the pee that had dried there earlier. 

Then Bennet is using his right hand to rub my pussy. I take in a deep breath when he rubs over my clit and then he lets a finger dip inside real quick. 

“Hmm,” he has a smug half smile on his face when I look down at him. Bennet stops molesting my pussy and washes my stomach.

Surprisingly he doesn’t stop at my breasts, instead he snakes the loofah between my breasts to wash my neck, shoulders and arms.

Putting more soap on the loofah, he goes back to my tits to make them really soapy. He drops the loofah and then goes to massage my breasts.

“Oh,” I gasp, not bothering to hide my reaction. His hands massaging my breasts is seriously turning me on. He uses his thumbs to circle and flick my hard as rock nipples. 

This shower has long dropped the pretense of getting me clean. My breasts are a full D cup and have larger areolas which his large hands take turns to squeeze.

That cock he has is starting to stir but he isn’t fully hard yet. He’s already larger than any guy I’ve fucked without being fully erect. My breath is ragged from being so turned on and I want to touch him too. Wondering how much he would stretch my pussy if he decided to fuck me, I decide to reach out a hand to stroke him.

Before I can even wrap my hands around his shaft, Bennet grabs my hand.

“Did I give you permission to touch me,” Bennet says sternly, his eyes shooting me daggers.

“But you’re touching me,” I can’t hide the annoyance in my tone.

The hand not holding my wrist goes to cup my pussy, “You are mine to do with as I see fit. If you learn to behave, then you’ll be rewarded. Miss Morgan, your father has indulged every single one of your whims which has caused you to be an entitled brat. With your last scandal your father has realized you need to learn some humility and obedience. Maybe finally learn how to behave like the dutiful daughter you should be.”

Letting go of my hand and removing his hand from my pussy, Bennet steps out of the shower. “Dry off, get dressed and you can come downstairs for lunch,” Bennet grabs a towel and wraps it around his waist. He walks out, leaving his clothes and shoes on the floor.

Stunned, I take a moment to process what happened. When I get my bearings, I turn the water off and grab a towel to dry off. Drying my hair, I wonder if I can sneak out of the house without anyone noticing. 

Would daddy really be so mad that he would cut me off financially? I don’t know any father who would like some old guy molesting and spanking their teenage daughter. Still, what if Bennet isn’t bluffing. 

Also Bennet says if I behave I can be rewarded. Though I know I shouldn’t care, it excites me to think what he means by that. I’m curious to see how this game plays out for a little longer and then I’ll  figure out a way, since my phone’s been taken away, to contact daddy to tell him how I’ve been treated.

As I step out of the bathroom, I notice the sheets on my bed have been stripped off. There’a a silky white robe laying on the bed. I take the hint and put it on without bothering to put anything on underneath

Walking down stairs to the dining room, I can hear my stomach growling. Bennet is already dressed and waiting for me sitting at one of the heads of the table. Next to him is a plate with a turkey sandwich and baby carrots as well as a glass of water. I assume that it’s for me so I sit there ready to devour what’s on the plate.

“Wait one moment,” Bennet says before I can take a bite of my sandwich. “Judith,” Bennet calls out and she walks into the room.

“Miss Morgan, would like to apologize for insulting you this morning,” Bennet looks at me, raising an eyebrow.

“I’m sorry, Judith, for insulting you this morning,” I tell my housekeeper, looking her in the eyes.

“All is forgiven,” Judith’s demeanor is warm, “you had a rough night, Alicia.”

She walks out of the room and Bennet nods at me as if he’s giving me permission to eat. I devour the sandwich and carrots. Bennet sits there, watching me.

The phone in his pocket rings, “Hello, Robert. She’s just finished lunch,” Bennet throws a glance my way, “she’s apologized to Judith for her rudeness this morning. Yes. One moment.”

Bennet hands me the phone and I happily take it from him, “Daddy, Bennet tied me naked to my bed all night. He spanked me…”

“Well, sweetpea, you probably deserved it,” my father says matter of factly.

“Daddy, did you not hear me say he had me naked? He even had me take a shower with him.”

“Alicia, I know you love showing your body off so I don’t see what the big deal is for you. I’ve been too soft on you while you’ve run wild and have acted like a common whore for some time now. This last debacle with these young men running a train on you is not the first time I’ve had to pay off people to prevent you from disgracing our family name. You are a Morgan lady and you need to learn that what you show in public needn’t be the same as what you show behind closed doors.” 

A tear rolls down my cheek as I’m shocked to hear my father is ok with this whole fucked up situation. “Does mom know what’s going on?”

My father lets out a short laugh, “your mother knows and knows you need this guidance much like she did when we were first married. You’ve turned out to be just like her. A sex crazed nympho who needs to be reigned in. You’re to listen to what Bennet has to say. I’m serious or I will cut you off if you keep misbehaving. Ok, sweetpea, give the phone back to Bennet.”

My mouth gapes open as I hand the phone back to the butler. So not only is my father  ok with this but also hinting that my mom has been through this as well. My mom is hardly a sex crazed nympho though. She’s rather quite conservative and always so polished. I’ve never even heard her tell a dirty joke.

“Yes, Robert. I understand. Enjoy your trip,” Bennet hangs up the phone and looks at me with those intense brown eyes of his. “Miss Morgan, you come from an important family and you’re expected to behave a certain way in public. Your character has to be beyond reproach. Now because you are such a horny slut you do have needs that have to be attended to but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t learn to behave. After you’re done with school, you’ll be married to a young man from a respectable family. Then you’ll belong to him and act as a dutiful wife, mother but also a sex toy in the bedroom. Your sexual needs will be dictated and met by your husband or, for when he is too busy or tires of your pussy, whomever he tasks to assist him for when you can play or cum. You are to call me ‘sir’ or ‘master.’ Your father will have to make arrangements of who will be in control of you when you go to school but until then I am in charge. If you misbehave, you’ll be punished. If you’re good, you’ll be rewarded. If I feel like punishing you or rewarding you because it’s my prerogative, that’s how it will be. You are not to cum unless you are given permission. Until I can trust you not to masturbate without permission, you’ll be tied down at night. I’ve decided that you can have toilet paper to wipe yourself when you’ve gone to the toilet. Not because you deserve it but because I am in the mood to be merciful,” Bennet paused to gauge my reaction.

“This is bullshit. This is the 21st century and I am not anyone’s property,” I rise from my seat and slam both hands on the table. My body is leaning down in this position. My robe has become open and I don’t care if Bennet can see my tits.

Moving fast, he grabs my long brown hair at the back of my head pulling me back to look up at him as he looks down at me. It’s like I can feel the anger coming off of him, “you be careful how you talk to me, girl. If you can’t get with the program your daddy isn’t going to bankroll your lifestyle so you can be a disgraceful slut. Now I told you I’m in the mood to be merciful but you’re making it very difficult for me to stay that way. Now I want you to show your appreciation for me letting you have toilet paper to wipe your ass. Say, ‘thank you, master.'”

Him pulling my hair is hurting my scalp and I am much smaller than him so no use in fighting, “Thank you, master.”

“You’re slowly learning. There’s hope for you yet,” he stares down at me while his other hand goes to cup one of my breasts. He alternates his attention on each of my tits. Also he makes sure to pay attention to my nipples.

“Oh,” I gasp when he roughly pinches and twists a nipple. It hurts but also I feel a thrill that tingles in my pussy.

“You can’t hide what a slut you are, Alicia,” his hand snakes down where he begins rubbing my pussy. “This is why someone needs to take control of you or you’d be giving up this pussy to any man who gives you any sort of attention. If you were a lesser man’s daughter, that would be fine.”

I’m still angry and where he still holds my hair hurts but I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on in my life. He sneaks a finger inside me but I need more.

“So wet. This pussy belongs to me and only me. No one can play with my toy without permission including you,” Bennet has bent down to whisper in my ear. My breath is ragged from him inserting two fingers in me. We both can hear how wet it is. “Does my toy want me to fuck it?

“Y..yes, sir, fuck me,” I plead, knowing I’ll hate myself later for giving in. His grip on my hair loosens but his other hand still plays with me. My eyes are closed enjoying the pleasure I feel. “Sir, fuck me.”

His breath is in my ear as I hear him whisper, “you didn’t say ‘please,’ Miss Morgan.” 

In a flash, he steps away from me leaving me desperate and wanting for his touch again. I whine with the loss of him. “Please, sir, please fuck me,” I hate how pathetic I sound but I want him so bad.

He only scoffs at me and yells for Judith. She enters the room asking if there’s anything she can do for him.

“Bend over this table so I can fuck you.”

“Yes, sir,” Judith acts as if he asked her to get him a pen. She moves to bend over the table in front of him. 

Bennet lifts the hem of her dress exposing her ass, she wears a black thong. Pulling it down, he kneels down and momentarily licks her from behind. Then spits at her entrance before spanking her as he stands up. He lines his massive dick to her hole thrusting all the way in making my mild mannered housekeeper moan loud.

All I can do is watch this surreal yet hot scene play out in front of me. Watching him pound into her and her obvious enjoyment, makes me jealous. 

“My dick is not something you should take for granted,” Bennet is breathing hard from his vigorous fucking, “eventually you’ll be rewarded with my cock in all your holes but only until you’ve proven worthy and done some penance for your past bad behavior.”

Bennet continues his thrusts into Judith who is a mewling mess. I want to rub myself as this life action porno is acted out right in front of me but I know if I do I’ll get myself in trouble.

“May I come, Sir,” Judith cries out.

Bennet smacks her ass, “yes. Come on this dick while I fill you up.”

“Oh, shit, thank you, s-” Judith doesn’t finish what she’s saying. It’s obvious a fantastic orgasm overcomes her as her body shakes. 

Soon after, Bennet follows her, making me wonder how it would feel for his cum to fill me up instead. It takes a few moments for them to get themselves together. He smacks her one last time before he puts his dick back in his pants. Judith pulls up her thong and fixes her dress. Her cheeks are flushed from the hard fucking she just recieved.

“Judith, take Miss Morgan to the room and ready her for me.”

“Yes, sir,” Judith says. If I hadn’t witnessed it, from the way they are now acting I would have never known he just railed her over my family’s dining room table.

“You’ll go with Judith and she’ll explain some things I haven’t. Also set you up for when I’m ready to deal with you.”

“Yes, sir,” I dryly say, wondering what other fucked up situation I’ll find myself in today.

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