"Yes, Mistress"

"Yes Mistress." Charlotte hated herself for submitting so completely but the pain of Miss Dunning's strong fingers had shocked the fight out of her and perhaps even more telling was her need to feel those same fingers playing her like an instrument. Priscilla seemed to know how to please a woman's body better than Charlotte knew how to please herself, every touch and caress sent rolling waves of pleasure straight to her burning core. Even the pinches and slaps that punctuated the teasing strokes with brief flashes of pain only excited Charlotte in a way she could neither explain or deny.

"Good Kitten," cooed Priscilla as she settled onto the bed and her hand brushed Charlotte's dripping sex gently sending a bolt of pleasure through her trembling body that made her toes curl. "Oh yes Lady Marlton, Jason is going to like this change in you." Charlotte felt sick as she listened to Priscilla plan to give her to Mr. Worthington.

"We both know Jason likes to think he is God's gift to women." Priscilla's voice was as sweet as a songbird's again. "But in truth he's not much of a lover. In fact, he's nearly as spineless as you, so tomorrow I'm going to let him play Lord and Master with you as his obedient toy." Charlotte could barely believe what she was hearing. "Jason is going to feel like such a man when he gets to finally use you like a sex starved whore." She tried to twist away from Priscilla's caresses just long enough to clear her head, but somehow instead of breaking free from the petite seductress she found herself cradled in her arms.

"Oh don't panic little Kitten!" Priscilla Dunning's musical laugh was somehow soothing as were her hands that stroked Charlotte's trembling flesh. "I won't let him have everything he wants, if I did he wouldn't need me would he?" She asked casually. "I'll protect your precious family jewels Kitten, but I hope you like having his lips on yours." Priscilla traced a finger along Charlotte's lips making them tingle, "Just imagine how pleased he'll be when you offer him your mouth without a word of protest, or let him suck on these sensitive little titties of yours." She cupped the two mounds and squeezed them between her fingers just hard enough to make Charlotte moan and arch her back in need.

"Do you want to know why I'm not letting Jason fuck you?" Priscilla whispered the filthy words into Charlotte's ear as she continued to stroke her. "You are going to be my wedding present to Jason when we marry." Charlotte was having trouble concentrating with Priscilla's fingers teasing her nipples with practiced skill, but her tormentor continued her explanation. "Every man should have a virgin to deflower on his wedding bed, don't you think?" Slowly Charlotte began to understand. "Sadly, my hymen was torn years ago, but Jason by the time he proposes he'll have been teased by your innocent body so many times that he'll be more than ready to spread you open press into this lovely tight pussy." Charlotte turned her head from Priscilla, but she didn't have the strength to stop her.

"So you see Kitten, your virginity is safe enough, but I think I'll let him do just about anything else he wants as long as he asks me nicely." Miss Dunning informed her casually as both hands slipped between Charlotte's quivering thighs and began teasing her clit in earnest. "Oh, I expect he'll want to shove his cock into your greedy little mouth." She informed Charlotte crudely, "He really likes it when I suck his cock, but you've never done that for him or any man, have you Kitten?" Priscilla's fingers continued their merciless dance on her sex. "Jason will like that even better."

"No, please Priscilla, I'm begging you!" Charlotte gasped in shock both at what Priscilla had admitted doing with Jason, and that she might have to do it as well, but she was having trouble thinking clearly as she felt her treacherous sex responding eagerly to the blonde nightingale's clever fingers. God she wanted to cum again! It was mostly the rhythmic stroking of Priscilla's digits but Charlotte found herself responding to her words as well. If it had been Black Brand that she was to be given to the next day she might have even accepted her fate. Priscilla sensed how close Charlotte was and this time instead of slowing the pace she used the building orgasm as a tool to bind victim to her.

"Promise me you'll be a obedient little Kitten." Cajoled Miss Dunning persuasively as Charlotte lifted her hips and moaned with desire. "Promise me you'll be a good little slut for Jason tomorrow, and I'll give you what we both know you need right now."