Chapter 2

Miss Susan Clarke agreed to stay for a weekend at Govemoor Manor. The English country home of Lady Katherine Middleton. She was to be employed within the household as the new young ‘companion’ for Lady Middleton.

Miss Clarke was 21 years old, a flaming redhead with beautiful green eyes. She was tall and slim. She had completed university and graduated with a degree in history. She was used to living in the English countryside. Her mother was a cook at another country house in the county of Hampshire. Miss Clarke grew up there and was now taking her time before making any long-term plans for her future. Therefore, becoming a companion was a way to earn money before she decided what she would like to do for the rest of her life.

Miss Susan Clarke did not yet know that she was indeed to become the companion for Lady Middleton. But she was also going to be seduced and then trained as a sexual slave for Lady Middleton. That was going to be her fate. Miss Clarke’s long-term plans would soon be abandoned, and her life would never be the same again.

Lady Middleton gave her a tour of the house and the grounds. All the time, there would be odd comments made to her of a naughty sexual nature. This would make Miss Clarke laugh or giggle in a girlish way, and she accepted the comment as the usual way of conversation. However, these were small tests to see if she would blush or be shocked at such obvious sexual remarks and innuendos. The first little test was when she was shown Lady Middleton’s private apartment in the Manor, where there were several pictures and paintings of nude women.

‘Do you like art?’ Lady Middleton asked.

They were standing in front of a nude woman bathing in a garden pool.

‘Yes, I can appreciate art. I took some art classes when I was at university.’ She replied.

Another picture showed a Japanese print of two naked women kissing and, obviously, both enjoying having lesbian sex together.

‘How about this one? It is a bit naughty, isn’t it?’ Lady Middleton teased.

‘Yes, it is.’Miss Clarke replied with a smile.

Outside, they put on coats and rubber boots and took a tour of the gardens and stables.

‘Do you ride?’ asked. Lady Middleton.

‘I can ride, but I don’t have my horse.’

‘I like a good ride. I love the freedom and the power of a horse between my legs running over the fields.’ Lady Middleton smiled as she said that. Another teasing comment.

At the stables, they went inside the tack room where all the riding gear and leather saddles were kept, and a small workbench with tools for mending the equipment was kept.

‘Don’t you just love the smell of leather and horses in here? I find it inspiring.’ Lady Middleton once again led the conversation towards having double meanings.

Next, they went into the stables and looked at the horses. The stable held six horses in total.

‘Boy! Boy!’ Lady Middleton shouted out loud for the stable boy to come to her.

Peter, the stable boy, appeared and came to see what Lady Middleton wanted. He was introduced to Miss Clarke, and he nodded and said his hello’s, and he was dismissed and sent back to work. As they left the stables, Lady Middleton said that Peter, the stable boy, was hung like a donkey and very popular with some housemaids.

‘Really! But he looks so young.’ Miss Clarke said in a surprised tone.

‘I know, he’s only 16 or so. He is popular with the ladies if you know what I mean.’ Lady Middleton winked one eye when she said that.

Miss Clarke giggled and hardly showed any embarrassment. She rather enjoyed the fruity comments and the gossip about the house and the servant’s goings-on.

The tour went on for about an hour. They walked around and visited the gardens, the stable, and the garage where the cars were kept. There were several cars. The biggest was the blue Bentley, more expensive vehicles and farm jeeps.

‘You can drive, can’t you?’ Lady Middleton asked.

‘Oh yes, almost anything. Cars, tractors, even a combine harvester at a push, if you need me to.’

‘You like to be in control then?’

‘Well, mostly, I prefer to be driven. I only officially passed my driving test a few months ago, so I’m still getting used to road traffic.’ Miss Clarke said.

‘Get into the Bentley, into the back seat with me.’

Lady Middleton opened the car door, and they both got in and sat down on the luxury leather of the limousine.

‘It’s marvellous in here.’ Lady Middleton said, and she tentatively put her hand onto Miss Clarke’s knee. She squeezed it firmly but gently.

‘It’s quite a thrill when the driver opens up the engine, and we go very fast. I like to hold on with the daring thrill of it all.’

‘Yes.’ was all that Miss Clarke said.

Lady Middleton then moved her hand slowly upwards and under the skirt of Miss Clarke until she was almost touching her panties.

‘Do you fit in? You seem to be the right sort of person who would fit in with Miss Clarke, Susan. Can I call you Susan?’

‘I would like to fit in Lady Middleton.’

‘Good, now, let me see what you might like.’

Lady Middleton then moved he hand up to brush against the fabric of Miss Clarke’s panties and began to tease and finger her sex through the fabric.