The Vicar's girl

Chapter Sixteen

'What's they like really, the Smiths?' Mary asked Va-nessa the next morning.

'Useful, Mary. That is the best word for them. I have decided to accommodate them here. That is why Reggie departed early-to take a message that I wish to see them. Upon their settling in, my dear, you will have a new status. I do not mind in the least if you call yourself their govern-ness, for such you will be. I believe the events of the night will find them still in rut. They are malleable now and will be useful to us in many respects. Between them the two females will keep the house sparkling. As for Reggie, I grow a little wearisome of our games with him. He may be put to the women occasionally. As for yourself, Mary, both the males are well furnished and will do your bidding. If necessary-should there be alarms of any sort-their fealty will ensure that they act as our protectors. Such people are always defensive of their positions in life. They have need to be', Vanessa uttered a little coldly.

'Yes' Mary said while still puzzling several of the words her Mistress had used. 'When you says they're mallable- was it mallable? — do you mean they're dippy, Miss?'-this bringing a laugh from Vanessa.

'Dippy? Why no, Mary, not at all. I mean that they may be used. Used, dear. I have others to use. You can amuse yourself.

'But they might not obey me, Miss'.

'They will obey you, Mary, because I tell them to. Ah, here they are, I think. Let them ring a few times and then let them in. It will do them no harm to wait', Vanessa ordained while Mary straightened her ever-crooked cap which she had ceased to wear except when dusting or for the occasion of visitors.

Maude Smith was the first to enter, as Vanessa had suspected. The others shuffled uneasily in the hall.

'Your money, my dear Maude', Vanessa said, anticipating her so quickly that Mrs. Smith's hand was filled with coins even before she realised she had extended it, and this taking the wind from her sails.

'What we done last night was wrong, Miss', Maude mumbled, squeezing her fingers around the gathered sovereigns. Gathering confidence, she leaned forward a little and whispered, 'He had her again after that. On the floor, he did- had her again'.

'I expect you were all lying down by then, anyway. As to yourself, did you have a restful night?' Vanessa asked distantly, gazing over the woman's shoulder rather than into her face.

'Went upstairs. Tried to have a sleep. Then Alf come up. I told him no, but he was a-lumbering all over me, and they was a-going at it downstairs again by then. Couldn't face this morning, I couldn't'.

'Are you not speaking?'

'I think she's been telling me lies about him, about her Alf, Miss. He goes at it proper. No holding him back'.

'So, you had him up between your legs twice, my dear, and took pleasure from it. What harm in that? There is a saying, Maude, that one should not kick against the pricks, you know', Vanessa said with conscious humour that was wasted on Mrs. Smith who seemed to require time to chew that over, asking with a doubtful look, 'Is there, Miss?'

'Just as there is at the Vicarage. But you do not want to return there, surely? I have much more homely accommodation for you. So far from you having to pay rent for your cottage, you will all make your home here free, and with wages such as we will settle between us, you and I. Put aside your foolish ideas, Maude. After all, you never entertained such at the Vicarage, nor were you yourself entertained much, I believe. Here it will be otherwise. I like watching, Maude, just as you have so often done, but now you also have the pleasure of doing it, too'.

'You mean… you mean like doing it with both of them still?'

'You know very well that I mean that, Maude, and do not pretend that you are displeased thereby. You are in your most vigourous years, my dear. Bring up their erections; make them spout'.

'And Elsie, too, I suppose; that's what you mean?' asked Maude in a would-be sullen tone.

Vanessa turned away from her, showing her back, and gazing out through the leaded panes of the drawing room window.

'Whatever passes, my dear, he will have her over again and she will yield, her expression mayhap a little startled ever, her eyes wide, but her sweet bottom ever wriggling. You know it well'.

'Reckons as I do, yes. I'd have to be ever watchful, I would. Get my nerves on edge, it would'.

'You can relax now, my dear Maude. Have them come in', Vanessa uttered grandly.

With the entrance of her three, as she thought of them, Maude stepped back as if she were not part of the immediate assembly-a gesture which did not displease Vanessa who waved her to a chair. Maude proudly sat and, upon a thought, slipped her well-won sovereigns silently into her purse. Standing between her father and husband, Elsie's eyes faltered and fell, but Vanessa stepped forward and tilted up the girl's chin.

'Elsie, how nice of you to come', she cooed, 'I have come to an agreement with your Mama that you will all stay here now, and well rewarded you will all be, I can tell you'. Then, as if embracing all three with her words, Vanessa went on, 'In an unpleasant world there are many disagreements; in a pleasant one such as will encompass you here, there will be naught but agreements. Is that not so, Maude?'

'Why-er-yes, Miss, that it is-that's right'.

'Elsie, you will have your own little boudoir, as will your Mama. You may conduct yourself in comfort, given your obedience-or shall we say your compliance?'

'My, my what, Miss?' stammered Elsie, going pink.

'Actions speak louder than words', Vanessa replied, ringing the bell for Mary who endeavoured to come in looking impressive but in actuality looked hushed.-'Mary is the governess of the house and in my absence you will follow her wishes. I said five shillings a week for each of you, did I not, as wages, Maude?"

'That you did, Miss', replied Mrs. Smith who had never heard of such a high sum being paid before except to head butlers and the like. Thomas bit his lip, half grinned, but remained silent as did Alfred who seemed feared to even move his feet.

'Precisely. Mary, pray conduct Elsie to her room and have her disrobe. One of the males will attend on her immediately. Thomas, I think. Wait in the hall, Thomas, and Mary will call you up'.

'But I don't want…!' Elsie uttered in a wail and cast a beseeching look over her shoulder at her mother who appeared absorbed in the apparent weight of her purse or else the colour of the curtains.

'Come on', Mary said with such abruptness that it surprised and pleased her. Taking Elsie's elbow, she turned her about and led her out.

'Oh, no!'

Elsie's cry echoed in the hall. A dragging of feet sounded which took Vanessa immediately to the threshold of the door.

'Cane her, Mary, if she does not perform properly and well!'

'Yes, Miss, I shall'.

'Ow! You dare!' came Elsie's wail while with an imperious gesture from Vanessa, Thomas began to take himself in the hall. It were a right turn-up, he thought, and maybe even a dream, but he wasn't sure. His brain felt fuddled but his cock was already getting stiff. She had a lovely little bum, did Elsie, but it were funny doing it like this and Maude knowing about it again, like she had done last night.

Vanessa left the door ajar, waiting. Mary was as much a test as any of them.

'Take your clothes off, Alfred, and stand against the wall', she ordained without looking at him, adding-as if en passant-'Maude, see to it that he does', her words being followed by a squealing 'Yeee-ow!' from Elsie and the snapping voice of Mary saying, 'I said, get it off, Miss, and your petticoat as well'.

'It seems that she can deal with things, Maude', Vanessa said, holding the door and glimpsing a wondering Thomas biting his lip in the hall.-'Are you progressing?' she asked, hearing a thump of boots.

'It's all right, Miss', said Maude between tightened lips, which was precisely the mood that Vanessa wished her to be in. An idea had struck her-a very amusing idea. Deliberately she did not rum her head around the half-opened door of the drawing room to observe a nevertheless heavily-breathing Alfred whose mother-in-law was already handling his cock and balls.

'Have him lie down, Maude. On his back. Make him obey', Vanessa said crisply and much to the surprise of both. Then it was that she pushed the door to a little and saw the dangling, thickening root of Alfred's cock as he went down oafishly and stared up at the white plaster roses that formed crossed ropes across the surface of the ceiling.-'Sit on him, Maude-skirt up and plump your bottom down on his face. Keep him quiet thus. I want to listen'.

'Miss?'

'Do it, Maude. Do not be tiresome. Spread your bottom cheeks over his mouth and nose. You have no drawers on, of course? Good. Let him sniff you thus, my dear, for that will bring his cock up as fast as anything'.

'Glmmmph!' sounded from Alfred next as with surprising daintiness and not a little curious eagerness, Maude raised her skirts and-kneeling over his chest-brought the rather massive weight of her mature bumcheeks to spread odoriferously over his startled face. Indeed, in that bewildering and darkening moment, Alfred found his nose stuck precisely up to her bumhole while the thick brush of curls around her cunt, together with the rolled lips, scoured his mouth.

'Nicely, Maude, nicely. Keep him down. Excellent training for him, my dear-excellent', Vanessa observed to Maude who-feeling the most curious and exciting of sensations- squashed her son-in-law's face more firmly under her plump arse. Grinning with pleasure, her face flushed (though not a hundredth part the way that Alfred's was), she looked up at Vanessa who nodded briefly but approvingly, her ears cocked still for the sounds from upstairs.

"Swooo-wittt! both Vanessa and Maude heard, though whether Alfred did is problematical.

'Geee-ow!' screeched Elsie, and with that Mary's victorious cry, 'I told you so, didn't I? Now, put it up, Miss, or you will get a dozen more! Come on now, let me see it all. Oh, what a lovely cunny! Shall I tickle it?'

You are going beyond yourself with those last words, Mary, so Vanessa thought, but it was impossible to teach such a one the finer nuances of schooling a girl. Morever, Elsie was simply being awkward. An annoyance-an inconvenience. Alfred was puffing, gasping. His bared toes curled, and were dirty. They must all have daily baths, Vanessa decided. And perhaps, after all, they were not suitable. Mannered gentry had far better ways.

Opening the door wide upon Thomas whose penis was very clearly prodding up through his rough trousers, Vanessa uttered quietly, 'Go up, Thomas and attend to her. But do not come. I shall accord you five minutes of mutual pleasure, but your emissions are not to be released'.

'My what, Miss?'

'Don't come in her, I said. I shall inspect you. Failure to obey me will not be treated lightly, nor will you be permitted within sight or knowledge of Maude or myself to put yourself up to her again. You can understand that, I believe?'

'Well, Miss… Yes, Miss. But if I ain't allowed the proper course of Nature…'

'You are not. Elsie is, though, and thus you will accord her a full five minute shafting. Get to it, man, and pleasure her for her bottom will be burning by now and she will douse your prick with certainty. Remember that I shall examine you!' 'All right, Miss, yes. I still gets me wages, though, don't I?

'Upstairs, Thomas, please. With such delights awaiting you, why do you stand talking of such mundane matters?'

Consulting her timepiece with deliberation in front of him, Vanessa closed the door and gazed with renewed pleasure into Maude's astonished visage.

'Oh, he ain't going to do it to her proper, then, Miss?'

'Very proper, I believe, Maude. Whose is the pleasure that counts-that of the female or the male? The female, of course. Now, please, bring Alfred off with your hand. I want to see him spout'.

'He comes a lot, Miss. Real thick and a lot'. There was awe and admiration anew in Maude's tone, though directed entirely towards Vanessa.

Watching dispassionately, Vanessa glimpsed part of Alfred's face as his mother-in-law lifted her hips and, leaning forward, grasped his rigid member and commenced frotting it gently.

Alfred's cock was creamy-purple, but his face even more so of the latter colour.

It was to be expected, though. In that moment Vanessa wanted something that was unexpected, and her mind began to work on it even as Elsie's sobbing cry floated down from upstairs of 'Oh, Dad, oooh! Oh, Dad!'