Arousing Arabella Ch. 03

Chapter Three

Arabella felt sore all over when she was allowed to get up the next morning and she kept her eyes averted from the grinning face of Sergeant Jobson when she encountered him in the corridor. She wondered if Captain Webber would tell him about how she had pleasured him with her tongue and mouth as his cock had slipped in and out of the valley between her breasts and how his salty come had spattered all over her face and chest before he had made her rub it in to her soft white skin. She had tasted him and smelt him all through the night though at least he had freed her from her maid even if he had made sure her hands had stayed tied.

Angrily, face flushed with the memories, Arabella walked slowly through her parents' house and tried to find a place where she could be alone but every room was occupied with soldiers. Her temper grew as she watched them treat the furnishings with contempt and manhandle her servants, ordering them about and teasing the maids with sly pinches or more blatant stroking of their bodies as they tried to carry out their tasks. She tried to bite her tongue and just directed scathing glances from her furious jade-green eyes at the offending infantrymen as she passed by on her way to the kitchen.

Even there soldiers were in evidence: one great fat one was lolling in a chair eating a gargantuan breakfast while a couple of others were quaffing small beer while the cook, looking increasingly harassed, scurried round trying to get everything ready for the day with the help of her staff. Looking around at the scene of devastation, Arabella found that she could not face the prospect of breaking her fast and so, after ordering some water to be brought up to her chamber so that she could bathe, she wandered outside into the fresh air and took in great lungfuls, watching her breasts push out against the material of her gown as she did so. She could feel the slight stickiness of his semen staining her skin still and so she found herself longing even more for a bath and the chance to soak her aching muscles and tissues until they were soothed.

After about twenty minutes a maid emerged and said that the water was ready and so Arabella went back through the house and ascended the sweeping stairs, thankful that she did not encounter the leering sergeant once more. She found out why as she entered her bedroom because his hairy buttocks faced her as he shafted Mary hard from behind while the poor maid had a mouth full of the captain's large member. Arabella took the situation in in an instant and then she tried to withdraw only for Webber to spot her and shout at her to come in and join in with the fun. She shivered involuntarily as a flicker of excitement at the prospect slithered through her but demurred, declining his offer as she tried to slip through into the small antechamber where the copper bath was situated.

"Oh and I will need my maid back!" Arabella snapped angrily, trying to sound authoritative and in charge as she stared into the captain's eyes and tried not to let her gaze drift down to where Mary was busy sucking his thick cock, head bobbing up and down while the sergeant kept thrusting deep into her quim.

"She is otherwise engaged, lady... so you will have to make do with me instead!" remarked Webber swiftly, disengaging himself from the soft delights of the maid's mouth and standing up fluidly, prick glistening threateningly as he walked towards Arabella. She felt her mouth go dry as his tool bobbed up and down and she was unable to react quickly enough to avoid him as he reached out and grasped her arm and pushed her through into the little room.

The copper bath was half-full of water with gentle wisps of steam rising from it but, tempting though it was, Arabella stepped away and regarded the captain steadfastly.

"I can bathe myself, captain, so please leave the room and allow me some privacy!"

"And miss such an arresting sight? Never, my dear Lady Arabella. Come on, off with your clothes and in you get," Webber said then smiled as he bent down and trailed his fingers through the water. "After all you haven't got anything that I didn't see last night!"

Arabella felt herself blush at the memories that flooded through her and then she found her fingers moving off their own volition to unlace her bodice before the captain's joined her and her clothing soon tumbled carelessly to the floor. The soothing heat of the bath spread through her as she stepped in and sat down quickly, folding her arms across her chest to prevent him staring at her pink-tipped breasts. He laughed at her sudden modesty and simply joined her in the bath, sitting at the opposite end and regarding her with thinly-veiled mockery in his enigmatic eyes. He picked the soap up from the wooden tray that spanned the bath then leaned forward and tried to wash her but she resisted, keeping her arms in his way and he sighed with annoyance.

"I see you have to do everything the hard way, lady!"

"What do you expect? You and your soldiers force your way in here, take over the house and force yourselves on my maid and I. Am I meant to welcome you with open arms?"

"I'd prefer open legs," remarked the captain with a sly grin and then he ducked as she lashed out at his face in anger. He caught her wrist and tugged her forward and she splashed face down in the large tub, knocking the wooden tray off and jarring her shoulder as she overbalanced. She swallowed a mouthful of bathwater and then was dragged up spluttering before she found herself over the side of the bath, head facing the floor and buttocks pointing vulnerably up at the ceiling.

She felt his hard palm rest on her bottom for a brief moment and then came the biting sting as he started to spank her as if she was a little child, tormenting her flesh with the accuracy and severity of his smacks. The light coating of water on her buttocks seemed to add to the pain, transferring it into her body quicker and she found herself struggling to maintain any sort of composure as the sharp stinging slithered into her flesh and raced into her mind. It seemed never-ending as his hand rose and fell and the sound echoed around the small, panelled chamber as her cheeks grew steadily redder. Webber watched them crimson up as he spanked them and he revelled in the softness of her skin and the way in which her buttocks rippled and wobbled as his hand met them full force. The little gasps of pain that shuddered through her body transmitted themselves into his palm and added to his pleasure as did the sight of her pussy lips poking through her slicked-down pubic hair. He spanked her thighs for a while, eliciting more groans and gasps of torment as the tender flesh turned pink then red and she reluctantly eased her legs apart as he smacked the inside of her thighs thus providing him with an even better view of her intimacies.

The first spank on her pouting pussy lips made Arabella squeal in surprise and shock as darts of agony speared her soul and she wriggled against the side of the bath trying to break free from the strong hand that pinioned her to the copper. There was no escape however and so she could only sob and squeal as his palm smacked her soft squelchy slit, making the tender flesh throb and sting as pain speared into her along with, to her shocked amazement, a frisson of delight and desire that increased with every sharp spank. Twenty then thirty slaps left her melting inside and so she failed to resist as he hauled her upright and kissed her, wet lips sliding across her tear-stained face before their tongues entwined in a slippery knot of desire. His hands slid down her back, pressing her wet breasts against his skin then further until they slipped into the cleft of her buttocks and a fingers pressed against her tight little hole and she found herself moaning in pleasure as it thrust in, making her wriggle as she sat on his thighs with his stiff rod poking impressively up out of the bath water. She moved her hands down to the throbbing knob as it gleamed a vivid purple and caressed it lightly, smoothing the cooling water over the glistening skin then sliding the taut foreskin back and forth while he groaned deep in her mouth, hot breath mingling with hers.

Suddenly she felt in control of him as her hands enclosed his pulsing shaft tightly, squeezing him hard and feeling the rigidity of his thickness. He kissed her lips gently, teasing her with his tongue as she stroked him up and down, rubbing her fingers across the weeping little eye at the top and smearing the clear fluid into his glans while his finger continued to shift in and out of her anal ring. Her heart almost stopped as she realised that she wanted him there so much and she shifted forward and straddled his thighs as he slid down slightly into the water and then her tight little crinkle was rubbing delightfully against his hard helmet and she teased him for a while, pressing down upon him then lifting herself off. His tiny slit leaked more and more precome as his excitement grew and she felt it oil her rectal ring as she pressed down onto his knob once again and then she reached back and pulled her cheeks far apart and settled down onto his length, gasping in rapturous agony as his thick girth split her ring asunder. Then his shaft was sliding deep up into her as she impaled herself upon him, sinking down until the back of her thighs rested on him and his hands cupped her soft buttocks and squeezed them in time with her gentle circular movements as she rotated her hips slowly.

The feeling of being completely filled in her tight anal hole made Arabella sigh with pleasure especially as she could feel him throb in time with her pulse, a powerful combination of the two beating inside her as she jiggled up and down slowly and gently, feeling the ecstasy rise in her soul as her sore tissues rubbed against his thick shaft. The pain seemed to provide a delightful counterpoint to the pleasure and she welcomed it into her soul by driving herself down further and squashing her arse cheeks against his muscular thighs while his fingers scratched down the long length of her spine, teasing the knobbly bones before they scraped into her anal fissure and tickled the stretched ring where it enclosed his cock. Then they slipped back up her backbone and circled round and cupped her full breasts, pushing them up and then tugging the delicate nipples forward until he could lick them with his tongue while she kept moving up and down on his thick rod. Every slow slide down the increasingly greasy pole made her senses shiver with delight and she felt the delights of her orgasm ripple through her as he bit into her nipples and rammed himself up inside her while his pulsing prick pumped out his creamy seed deep into her bottom hole until he was sated and spent.

Arabella found herself slumped forward, her breasts nuzzling his face, as she tried to get her breath back while also hoping that the world would stop spinning. She could feel his cock slowly dwindle inside her tight anus until finally it slipped out and she found the strength to slip back into the far end of the bath, sending the cooling water slopping back and forth like a miniature tsunami. He began to soap her again then and this time she did not resist as the white sliver slithered over her soft skin and across her breasts and then down into her soaking valley as he ordered her to kneel up for him. He stroked it along her groove and then up her perineum and round the sore rim of her rectum and she moaned as he poked the end in a little way and wiggled it around, teasing her tightness while cleansing her of his seed as it dripped out into the bath. Afterwards, he handed her the soap and told her to wash him and she found herself tentatively caressing his balls and limp cock, folding back the foreskin with her fingers and then lathering him well while he moaned a little at her exquisite touch. Then they stepped out of the bath together and towelled each other dry, roughly rubbing at the soft, tender anatomy of each other before the captain took her by the hand and led her, naked and pink, into the bedroom where Jobson and Mary were half-asleep on the four poster bed.

"Time to get moving, sergeant!" exclaimed Webber in mock anger and then he slapped Arabella hard on the rump, eliciting a squeal. "And you, milady, need to get dressed and to stop distracting officers of the Commonwealth from their lawful duties!"

The two soldiers left within minutes and Arabella and Mary were left looking at each other and blushing slightly as they thought about just what they had been doing within earshot of the other.

"Did you enjoy your bath?" enquired Mary archly after a few moments.

"I did, Mary, though maybe not as much as you enjoyed spending time on my bed with the sergeant!" responded Arabella stoutly as she marched over and sat down next to the little maid. She reached out a hand and quickly felt the woman's slit and found it soaking wet.

"In fact I think that you enjoyed it far too much judging by the state of you!" added Arabella excitedly and, feeling aroused again, she rolled the unresisting maid over and started to spank her pert posterior. It was a magical feeling, she realised as her fingers felt the flesh warm beneath her touch and she watched the colour change... pink fading to dull red and then a brighter scarlet as she spanked harder and faster and forced a few little squeals out of Mary's soft ruby lips. She remembered how it had felt for her when she had been smacked by the captain and so she started to target the tender thighs and then the delicate lips of the maid's labia, exploring the soft cushioning effect against her palm.

After her recent exertions with the sergeant, Mary was still half-aroused and in that pleasantly dreamy state of satisfaction and so the spanking felt delightful as her buttocks wobbled and the sting added to her pleasure. When Arabella started to spank her pussy, Mary found the sting jolting into her senses and she opened her eyes wide as the pain built until she found herself squealing out at every stroke. An extra hard flurry of spanks brought an end to the pain but then she found herself rolled back over and pinned down by her mistress' lithe body and she stared up into pink shell-like lips and kissed them, tasting the sweet honey of arousal while her own quim was explored by a skilful, twirling tongue that teased her sensitive skin to the limit. Barely a couple of minutes passed before they both reached their peak, gasping out their pleasure into each other's warm, moist slits as they tasted the flowing cream that trickled into their mouths. It was therefore well over another hour before Lady Arabella managed to make it down the stairs for her breakfast!