Chapter 1

It all began simply enough. It was a day like another I was taking a break from studying when my father called me into his office. He had a private office on the estate our family had owned for over one hundred years and it was a sanctu sanctorem of sorts. It was rare to be called in there. And usually when you were it wasn't good news.

"Michael we have a crisis of sorts." He said as I took a seat in antique chair that I'm sure came with our home. The office was more of a library, a private one where father kept a number of volumes considered too rare or too extreme for routine visitors to look through. Although it did hold the usual items. A roll back desk, with a computer on it, and now a TV set up on a portable stand hooked up to a VCR.

"And what sort of crisis would it be father?" I asked nervously. As far as I knew I hadn't committed any transgressions worth punishing.

Without comment my father pushed the play button on the VCR. The screen came to life and there was our new maid, working in my parent's room. When she was done she walked to the large ornate jewelry box and looked through it. Selected an item and slipped it into her pocket.

"Your fifteen now Michael, a good time to begin learning how to make decisions regarding our home. Now then what should we do with the young lady?" He asked looking quite serious.

"Well obviously we should fire her. Perhaps call the police if she can't or won't return what she stole." I replied.

Father looked thoughtful. "That is the obvious answer, but I think it's also time you learned about power, how to get it and how to keep it." He reached and grabbed the phone off its cradle. After a moment he spoke. "Justin would you be kind enough to have Wendy come up here?" He said obviously talking to the house butler who had been in the house longer than I had.

We waited in silence until Wendy came in, obviously nervous over the situation. I had to admit she was quite a nice looking girl who was in her late teens with shoulder length brown hair, green eyes, and a very nice figure, Curvy, but not fat. Her face was heart shaped and had features you could call pretty.

"May I help you sir?" She asked as she came in.

"Yes Wendy I need you to explain this." Father said. And showed her the tape, as it progressed you could see her turn pale and she looked as if she was going to cry.

"Now then I would like to know why you stole that item from my wife's jewelry box, and what has happened to it."

It took her a while to work up an answer. "My father sir. He's run up quite a bit of money gambling, a man came by our house and said that if he didn't pay what was owed he'd break his legs or worse." She looked down shame facedly.

"So you sold the item to pay his debts?" Father asked as I watched on. Almost feeling sorry for her.

"Yes sir I did." She said as a few tears trailed down her face.

"I showed the tape to Michael here and he suggested that we let you go." Father said. "And I must admit I am inclined to agree with him.

Wendy looked distraught. This was her first job and it wouldn't go over well to be fired over a theft, and would make it almost impossible for her to find other work.

"But I think I may have another solution." Father said. "Come with us please."

He got up and walked out of the office, then locked it behind him as we both strode out, then walked out of the main manor house and out to a guest house hidden by a line of trees. We walked in and father guided us to a bedroom.

"Now then Wendy if you would be good enough to strip down to your underwear please." The girl looked surprised, but knew the predicament she was in and began to do so. I stood there trying to hide the fact that I was becoming aroused by this scene and wondered what my father had in mind.

"Now then young lady lie down on the bed. Michael I want you to strip also. It's time you learned a little more about being a man."

Part of me was shocked by the situation, and another part was aroused. The part that was aroused won out and I found myself stripping my clothes rapidly. It didn't take a genius to see where this was heading so as soon as I had them off I climbed onto the bed.

"That's good son." Father said. "Now then Wendy, Michael is a young man of fifteen years so to make sure he lasts longer later he'll need some relief now. Take his penis in your mouth and suck him till he spends." I felt a surge of surprise at what he said, but at the same time couldn't believe my good fortune. I was wondering over the last year if I would ever have any sort of contact with a woman, and now this girl was going to suck me dry.

I heard her sigh and I could see new tears forming but as I moved my young dick closer to her lips she opened her mouth and took me in. First she simply licked the underside of it, but soon she had placed her mouth over it and began sucking while her head bobbed back and forth. Oh the feeling of her lips on my young member! My nerves were alive and singing as she moved her mouth over me, feeling her tongue laving my member as it slid in and out of her mouth. I hate to say it but I barely lasted a minute before my muscles tensed up and I spent a load of semen into her mouth, fucking my hips into her mouth as I did and enjoying every last shudder of my orgasm.

"Be sure to swallow it Wendy." Father said as I fell back from her slowly. Wondering how I had ever lived without that sensation. I looked up and saw her tear stained face as she swallowed my seed. "Now then girl lie back, my son require you as an instructional tool regarding the female of the species."

Wendy did so and I admired the lines of her body with my eyes. She kept her eyes closed as I looked over her body, which still had some covering over her most private areas.

"Now then Michael open her bra and then remove her panties." I did so with trembling hands feeling the heat of her skin as my fingers passed across it to her bra which was simple white cotton affair with a clasp at the front which came apart after a few moments of fumbling. I beheld her naked breasts with a smile and had to remind my self that there was another item of clothing to go.

I reached down with both hands and grasped either side of her white panties and pulled slowly, to my surprise she cooperated with the situation by raising her buttocks from the bed as they passed over them. After that I slid them off her legs and set them aside.

"Now open your legs Wendy, Michael should she best parts of you." Father said.

I looked over her pubic area as she did. Her pubic hair matched her top hair in colour and was curly and tended down into the folds of her pussy. I simply stared in wonder, knowing what would eventually happen. I looked between her legs and saw the lips of her sex and little hood at the top of them.

"Now then Michael I want you to understand that pleasing a woman is part of a man's duty and can also be quite a useful skill to learn. You'll find in time that the more a woman finds pleasure in what you do to her the more she will want to pleasure you." I smiled at the thought. "Now then why don't you take some time to feel your new toy."

I needed no further encouragement. My hands slowly worked around her body starting at her breasts, which I cupped in my hands enjoying their weight and feel, taking the time to rub her nipples gently. As I did she started and whimpered a little. "I think she liked that Michael. Did you Wendy?" He asked looking at the girl.

She shook her head. "Oh come now young lady, Michael needs to know what young woman likes, and I've yet to meet a woman who didn't enjoy the feel of a mans hands on her nipples. If Michael is to learn you'll have to tell the truth."

I looked up at her face and her still closed eyes. "Yes, it felt good, but... "

"But your not fond of the situation, girl?" Father asked.

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