Ward And Guardian

Chapter 44 Ward And Guardian

Abigail, from her conversations with Mr Atha, was convinced that there was now a dungeon under the study and that it was still in use. The estate history seemed to strongly indicate its existence. She continued to fantasize about being physically abused and specifically chained, experiencing all the **** instruments. If she had actually experienced them these desires may soon have dissipated.

The post went quickly via major national routes and then took some time to arrive locally. It was easy for Thomas to make sure any mail to the house was intercepted and he knew Nathaniel’s handwriting well enough to intercept his letters. He carefully opened it and added an addendum in the same style which appointed the baronet as Abigail’s guardian instructing her to obey him as though he was her father. After he was satisfied his addition was convincing enough, he placed it in a separate envelope addressed to himself. Thomas would be able to read it and quickly flash it at the 2 sisters. Then he resealed everything and paid someone to deliver it officially. Not only did he doubt Nathaniel would succeed in his venture but also there was no way for either of the siblings to contact the father.

For different reasons it seemed that Thomas and Abigail were travelling towards the same destination. Atha had let slip that she was fascinated with dungeons and dark places but Thomas did not really want to reveal all just now. He decided to lay a series of traps and have some fun with her but first he had to remove Caroline from the equation. He cancelled the next ceremony much to Hannah’s disappoint as she was looking forward to playing the High Priestess, but insisted Lady Squires went for some proper spa treatment accompanied this time by her personal maid. He said he wanted Abigail to stay behind as a hostess for a classical evening. Knowing that the alternative would probably be Lady Selby, his wife agreed. Abigail had no say in the matter.

When they were alone Thomas spoke to his ‘ward’, “I know you like to spend time in the library Abigail but if you hear strange noises emanating from my study please refrain from questioning me about it. It is none of your business.” That should have piqued her curiosity he felt. A couple of hours later, Abigail heard the now familiar noises. Once more she wondered whether the keyhole to the study would be unblocked and she could finally see what was going on.

She tiptoed to the door and found it ajar. A quick scan via the lock seemed to reveal an empty room. Dare she enter, she thought. After checking the surrounding rooms, she knocked at the door and on hearing and witnessing no response she decided to enter. Knowing time was of the essence, she hunted the bookcases against the far wall and around the desk for any trigger that would reveal the room’s secret. Thomas watched fascinated. He had expected her just to have a brief look around the room to see what might be causing the disturbances and not be so determinedly methodical. When he decided she was getting too close he revealed himself.

“And what do you think you are doing, Abigail?” He shut and locked the door behind him. This was unnecessary action as all of the staff were loyal and served only to add to the drama. Abigail was trapped.

“I was looking for you, Sir Thomas.”

“I told you specifically and clearly that this room is private and nobody enters without my explicit position. Did you believe me to be hiding under the desk or perhaps I had transmogrified into a book? It is true the lightning strike gave me special powers to seduce your sister, but that would be a little fanciful, don’t you think?”

The sister-in-law was unable to defend her actions and was resigned to her fate.

“In accordance with your father’s wishes and bearing in mind you are not yet of age, I have **** but to beat you.”

This was music to the young girl’s ears. Worry had now turned into anticipation. He told her to remove her robe and then her petticoat as she would be allowed no protection. She was now only in a white whalebone corset of a white stay and white stockings all of which emphasised her olive skin. He got down his cane from the wall and used it to hook and lift the shift over the back of the stay to reveal her naked bottom. He then arranged her legs for a good view of her cunt. Tempted though he was to fuck her right there and then, he thought that might be going too far.

The softer rounder arse presented a change from his wife’s muscular flat one and was more susceptible to damage but less **** to pain. The first blow however was extremely painful and left a long red mark. Abigail for a second forgot her fetish and fell into tears, while Thomas admired his artwork. The second blow though it marked her made her remember her desires. Taking his time to watch her squirm, the third strike made her jump and writhe as her vagina moistened. He carefully manoeuvred the tip of the cane down her butt crack and then her ever moistening slit. Abigail could not see but behind Thomas licked the end of the cane.

The fourth blow onto her patterned buttocks though delivered with less **** brought forth a familiar “Oh” of pleasure from the receiver’s lips. Thomas noted this change and realised that his ‘ward’ must enjoy the same pain and pleasure as his wife. He certainly was not going to stop now. A few more blows later and he could sit back as she convulsed after her hand , forgetting she was not in private, automatically rubbed herself to a climax while an admiring Thomas’s hands were around his own shaft.

As she lay there sated and gradually feeling overwhelming embarrassment, her ‘guardian’ removed his hands from his breeches with a great deal of self-discipline.

He moved around to the front of the desk telling her to stay down.

“From now on, when we are alone, you will refer to me as master. Outside the study you must behave as if nothing has happened but we both know what a whore you are, playing with yourself. The slightest misdemeanour shall result in punishment and I expect to see you react the same way. Get dressed, leave the room and then soothe your bottom.”

Instinctively the natural submissive did exactly as instructed and later Maria reported back that she had seen her mistress’s naked body lying face down on her bed with a hand to her burning crotch. Turned on by this information, seconds later Thomas’s penis was buried in the serving girl’s vagina as he sought satisfaction, which he achieved very quickly. He had not expected events to move quite so fast and made new plans which would require more restraint on his part.