It's not all Bad

Mrs Coltard sat down with her pantyhose and blue silk panties round her ankles. As my Mommy led me to her on all fours by the leash Mrs. Coltard lifted her tweed skirt and parted her knees to allow me access. This was not the first time I had given 'light relief' as the ladies of Mommy circle referred to it, to Mrs Coltard. Likely it would not be the last.

As I worked on her clit with my tongue my nose was tickled by her pubic hair. Hypocritical bitch. They all were. Any respectable woman of The Life left her pubic hair largely as nature intended. Those that were not married were smooth shaven. At least that was the tradition. Now days things had largely eased up, many of my friends parents allowed them a small bush. In a rare moment of triumph I persuaded my parents, well, my mother, to let me join in the new fashion.

After a discreet orgasm Mrs. Coltard announced she was finished with me. One by one the ladies all received their relief. Including my mommy. My mother was descended from what was considered in The Life to be an important aristocratic family. Along with the money she inherited all the prejudice and fucked up traditions that polite society demanded of a woman of stature in The Life. Family picnics chief among them. My father disapproved but mother was allowed to have her way none the less.

In truth I'd got used to it. Doing my duty. Mrs Bracken was the worst, she smelt awful. But there was always a happy time for me at the end of it. When the ladies went home I was allowed a few hours free time before bed. Mommy had removed my leash and collar and left on my bed a pink nightshirt with blue bunny on it for bedtime. I relaxed in a bath and let my mind wonder. Then my hands wondered over my newly smooth mound. I'm not sure how long I fell asleep for but the water had gone cold and my skin had wrinkled. I dried my self and headed for my room to put my night dress on ready for Mommy's treat.

As I got near my room my brother's arm appeared around my neck from behind. He spun me and pushed me face first against the wall.

"Josh what the fuck?"

"You know Mommy said I can fuck you?"

"Bullshit. Father would never let her. Besides, you're under age and I can't see Mommy breaking her precious traditions"

He was pushing his fingers between my legs, fumbling around roughly looking for any sort of opening. He was nearly there when he heard father's footsteps. Josh scuttled off under some rock as quickly as he had appeared.

I put the bunny shirt on and waited for Mommy, ten minutes later she appeared and made her way to the rocking chair in the corner of the room. I followed eagerly and sat on her lap. Mommy undid the top three buttons on her blouse, pulled a clip on the front of her bra to release her breast as I leaned back and latched on to her nipple. Mommy had nice round full breasts, the soft skin warmed my cheek as I suckled. Mommy cradled my head with one arm, then, as I'd pleased the ladies today she used her other hand to gently stroke my pussy. They were nice comforting strokes that soothed my soul. I fell asleep as mother rocked back and forth humming a sad tune.