The training of Ophelia (Masters of the Mansion Series) (9 page)

Master Richard Baron

I eyed my little Ophelia
as I leaned forward resting my lower arms on the chair. “You’re so big on research, tonight—you eat as my slave. You wouldn’t deprive me of this your last night at
The Mansion
, I know.”

I breathed out……..hard. The man was exasperating.

“Get up Ophelia and take that robe off, please.” He facetiously added.

Well, the Tsunami has arrived.
Hell, what can it hurt my last night?

I rose and his eyes cut through me, “Take of
f everything but your thigh highs and shoes, Ophelia.”

He threw a pillow on the floor in between his legs
and his feet and I knew to kneel on it. I lowered my head and spread my knees open with my palms faced upward.

***

I eyed my little
Ophelia knelt at my feet, and my loins stiffened.

I grabbed one of the platters of food and dipped a piece of shrimp in
to the melted butter. I lifted her chin with one finger and held it over her opened mouth. I watched intently as she bit into it and purposely slid her lips over it, as if trying to seduce me.

I grabbed a handful of her hair and got in her face, “Oh, do you want to play,
little slave girl.”

She whined, begging me with those puppy dog pools of innocenc
e.

What was ha
ppening to us? We wanted each other like we were some kind of drug or something.

I grabbed a piece of shrimp taunting her with it
as I stared into those innocent eyes that looked up at me; as if I held all of the answers.

I could see the apprehension in her face. I stood ripping my cl
othes off and sitting back down. I picked her up and stood her over my legs; “Sit down.”

***

I stood over him with my legs spread—and slowly began to impale myself on his large member. My whole body shook as I listened to his voice.

“Oh, that is a good little girl.”
I pulled her hips down forcing her to take more and more, as I stared into her contorted face. Her mouth was open and a pained look of ecstasy covered her face.

“Com
e on baby, that’s it, sit.” She slowly lowered more and more, as I began to manipulating her clit with just one finger. “That is it, get down on that cock and I will let you cum.” She slowly, painstakingly, made her way to the end of it and I begin to grind around into her. Her moans became screams and she began to ride with more assurance—impaling herself—as over, and over I brought her to orgasm. I grabbed her hips forcing her to take me as I unloaded into her.

***

I laid my head against his chest and sobbed as he held me, I don’t even know why. I don’t…… Even….. Know….. Why……

T
he last night was spent in bouts of love making, Cristal, and intermittent sleep. The morning sun would come soon enough…..and it would be time to go…..

Ophelia

I barely remember my ride home as we both sat silent in the backseat. I just remember pecking him on the cheek and running into my home before I broke down into a heap in the floor; sobbing.

The next days were spent in utter agony. I literally
—physically hurt. I felt as if someone had reached into my chest and ripped my heart out with their bare hands.

My time was spent avoiding people and staying holed away in my home. Bob called every
day—along with Debbie—message after message of things like: “Are you ok, why won’t you talk to anybody?”

I literally loathed Bob’s voice now. It was
as if it grated on my nerves. Why couldn’t these people understand? I……Just….Wanted……To….be……Left……Alone!!!

Master Richard Baron

Mas
ter Richard spent the next few days going through the motions. He did everything that he always did, but now it just seemed as if it were—robotic. Days turned into a week and then a week and a half, with no word from
His little Ophelia
. Day after day he tossed around in his head what to do.

Why was it that
with any other slave he was in control and knew what to do, but with Ophelia he tossed things around in his head; in indecision?

Master William made his way into Master Richard’s office. “Well my brother, if I had an employee that had not shown u
p to work for a week and a half—I think that I would be dealing with that employee.”

Suddenly a light went off in Master Richard’s thought p
rocess—just has Master William had known that it would.

Richard jumped up, “I’ll be back.”

Master William smirked, as he watched him walk out the door.

It’s about damn time that he manned up
.

Master Richard & Ophelia

I groaned, as I heard the pounding at my door. It sounded as if the police were there to knock my door down. I looked out the peep hole to hear Richard yelling, “Open the fucking door, Ophelia!”

***

I jerked Ophelia aroun
d and glared at her, “You look like shit, Ophelia. Get a bag and pack it. I have a proposition for you—and you are going to listen to it—and then you are going to agree to it. O hell, you don’t need a bag, come on.”

“Let me get my laptop and phone, Richard!”

I grabbed my stuff before he jerked me out of the house without it.

I sat in his bed ea
ting soup and listening to his
proposition
.

“Ophelia
, there are so many people that call themselves Masters and slaves that are not—some due to ignorance and some due to ego. There are those who truly do want to learn.

I want you to write a book for me. Of course
—it will mean you working side by side with me. It may mean some late nights of staying at the mansion. You do realize that this could take up to a year to write?”

I listened
—and I knew that I had to do what he was asking of me. I believed in the
protocol
that he spoke of, I believed in
The Mansion
, and I believed in
The Master of the Mansion……. Sir Richard Baron…….

    
                                  The End…..For Now…..

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