Chapter 14

Richard ate with relish the food that Claire and Rachael had prepared for him. His earlier embarrassment had now completely disappeared, The girls had been careful not to refer to his bath and had instead talked to him about the estate and the different areas that he would find interesting Claire had noticed a slight furrowing of his brow as she mentioned the lake. She was aware of the happenings there from Wendy and instead of rapidly changing the subject she talked of the wildlife to be found in the woods at the other side of the lake. Rachael listened to the conversation as she busied herself about the kitchen clearing away plates and utensils. She was aware of the clever way that Claire had handled the conversation and without resentment realised that she could not have done so well. Rachael finished clearing up and turned to Claire. Right I'm finished shall we see Richard to bed?" Claire smiled knowingly.

"I would like to pop by the living room on the way if you don't mind." Rachael watched Richard get up from his seat.

"O.K. lead the way and we will follow." Rachael said as she followed behind Richard as Claire led the way out of the kitchen.

Claire opened the door to the living room without knocking she was not surprised to see Diane seated on the settee or Veronica seated opposite her.

"Oh sorry Miss I didn't realise you would be in here." The lie slid smoothly from her tongue as she moved into the living room. Rachael pushed the boy forward and entered the room behind him.

"Ah... there you are Richard I trust you have been bathed, come and let me have a look at you." Diane smiled at the boy as she spoke, wickedly aware of what she had instructed the girls to do to him during his bath. Rachael pushed the bewildered boy towards the settee.

"That will be all then Claire and Rachael, I will see that Richard gets to bed on time." Gratefully Claire and Rachael turned to leave, their part in the charade now over. Claire quickly took the tin of talcum powder from her pocket and placed it on the arm of the settee as she moved toward the door. Diane looked up at Richard as he stumbled rather than walked to the settee.

"Did you have a nice bath.?" Diane looked up sweetly at the boy watching him blush as she asked the question.

"Er,, yes... er Miss." Richard did not know what to say he was overwhelmed by the beauty of his young mistress. Diane was wearing a short night-dress over which she wore a light silk dressing gown draped across her shoulders. The neckline of the night dress was cut low and showed her firm breasts almost to the nipple as she leaned forward. Her bare legs glistened with health and vitality as she lazily stretched them out in front of her. Richard could not help looking down at her as she rubbed her thighs together before putting her feet on the floor and sitting forward.

"Come closer Richard I can't see you properly if you stand there." Richard shuffled forward until his dressing gown almost touched her shins "That's better I can have a look at you now." Without warning she reached for the belt of his dressing gown and pulled the ends of the cord. Before he could protest she had opened the gown wide bearing his body to her gaze.

"Hands on your head there's a good boy I don't want any disobedience." Her word managed to stop Richard in the act of quickly clasping his groin. Reluctantly he diverted his hands, slowly raising them above his head. She looked intently at his body, ignoring his blushes. Richard looked up towards the ceiling as if to distant himself from the embarrassment that he felt. Diane held the dressing gown open while she examined his body in minute detail, noting the firm stomach and thighs, before moving her attention to his genitals. She continued to look at him for several minutes before moving her gaze up to his blushing face. Richard lowered his head just as Diane looked up at him. He could not help blushing profusely as their eyes met. Quietly Veronica got up and moved behind him, gently holding his wrists, she took his hands from his head and placed them at his sides. Slowly she pulled the dressing gown from his shoulder and let it slip down his arms and onto the floor.

"Right turn around so that I can look at the back of you, come along lively now." Diane watched his face as she spoke, knowing that the boy would have to reveal his nakedness to her friend as he turned to face away from her. Diane took hold of his waist and turned him noting the helpless look upon his face as he did as he was bid. Richard blushed once more as he saw Veronica look into his eyes. She placed a hand under his chin and lifted his face so that he could not avoid her gaze. His face felt hot against her cool fingers.

"My you seem to be on fire Richard, have you got a temperature." Richard could not avoid Veronica's cool gaze as he mumbled an answer.

"N... n'no Miss I d... d'dont think so." "Well I think we ought to check you just the same." I'll go and get a thermometer, I think there is one in the medicine cabinets in the dispensary next to your mothers office isn't there. Veronica looked over the boy's shoulder to her friend seated on the settee. Diane smiled with delight, knowing exactly the instrument her friend was thinking of.

"Yes I am sure I saw one in there the other day." Diane replied as she took hold of Richard's hips and moved him to the side of her legs so that he was facing sideways to her.

"Right Richard let's have a look at you, bend over and lay across my knees, I want to put some talcum powder on your bottom." Richard blushed immediately, hardly believing what he was hearing as Diane placed her hand on the small of his back urging him to bend forward.

"Right Richard all the way over, come along now... that's it over you go." She positioned the trembling boy so that his hips were laying across her thighs. She relaxed her legs, parting them slightly as she pushed her hand between the lower part of his buttocks. She took hold of his penis and testicles from above the scrotum and positioned them comfortably between her legs. Veronica watched as Diane deftly positioned the boy, pulling herself and the boy back onto the settee so that his head and legs were resting on the cushions with his bottom raised up across her shapely tanned thighs. She noticed that Diane's night-dress had been pushed up revealing the delicate lace of her brief panties. Richard's head was spinning with shame. He felt absolutely humiliated as he was positioned like a young child into such an embarrassing posture.

"Pass me the talcum powder before you go would you." Diane said to Veronica with an impish grin. Veronica passed the decorative tin of powder to her friend. She was almost laughing as she headed toward the door. Diane looked down on Richard's firm upturned buttocks as she took the lid off the tin.

"Right young man we will have no nonsense now, just relax your bottom so that I can powder between your cheeks. She looked at Richard's face, his head was turned to the side facing towards her. She could see that his cheeks were a deep beetroot red as he laid quietly with his eyes tightly shut. She stroked her hand sensuously over his back and down across his raised buttocks, marvelling in the perfection of his body. Diane had him right where she wanted him. What a lovely plaything she had. A naked boy across her lap, malleable and supplicant, hers to do with whatever she wished. The turn of events since their first meeting in the woods could not have turned out better. A thrill ran through her body as she thought of the endless possibilities she would have to enjoy herself with him. She could feel a slight tremor run through his body as her fingers gently stroked over his naked bottom. She shook talcum powder over the small of his back and onto both cheeks of his bottom. Putting the tin down beside her she used the very tips of her fingers to pull the cheeks of his bottom apart.

"Just relax now, I'm not going to hurt you. Richard shuddered as he felt the light but incredibly intimate pressure of her fingers parting the cheeks of his bottom. He could not help instinctively tensing his buttocks as her fingers pressed against his naked flesh. Without warning Diane slapped her hand smartly across both cheeks of his bottom.

"Don't you dare tense your bottom like that now push it up and relax your cheeks or I will smack your properly you naughty child." Diane's words were designed to humiliate and reduce him to the status of a little boy. Diane placed her fingertips once more inside the cheeks of his bottom and delicately pulled the flesh apart revealing the puckered star of his sphincter. Now relax Richard while I put some more powder on you, you've made me spill most of it by having to smack you, you naughty boy. Diane let go of his bottom while she poured talcum powder over the reddened flesh.

"Right relax this time or I shall get very cross, now push your bottom up and let the cheeks of your bottom go slack." Richard groaned as he pushed his bottom upwards, arching his back so that his hip were raised barely touching the flesh of her legs. To his horror he suddenly felt her squeeze her legs together, trapping his penis between them as he strained to raise his bottom.

Wendy and Annette had just finished helping the new visitor unpack when Veronica walked in.

"Well done Trishia I see you've actually managed to put all your stuff away. I don't know why you bother carting all that luggage around for such a short stay." Patricia smiled at Veronica. She was used to having her leg pulled about the amount of clothes she had. Patricia was in the same year as Veronica and Diane at their boarding school. Diane had arranged for Patricia to stay for a few days before they all went back to school for their last term. Patricia was very tall and slim, in fact the tallest girl in the school. Her aristocratic good looks and bearing were coupled with an excellent sense of humour which made her one of the most popular girls at Charnwood. Veronica, Diane and Patricia had been firm friends for years and had come through the rigours of their formative time at boarding school with a sense of fun and irreverence which was the envy and of many of the younger girls at school. Patricia was wearing a beautiful French negligée which just managed to cover her hips. Her long legs were fashionably slim. Her tiny waist and small firm breasts were clearly visible though the diaphanous white silk of her negligée.

"You know I'm a sucker for clothes and I know you'd be disappointed if I didn't have at least a dozen new outfits to show you and anyway you know I wear them beautifully." Patricia laughed at her friend. Her rich chuckle echoing around the lavish guest bedroom as she put her arm around Veronica's shoulders. Patricia's long blonde hair cascaded over her bare shoulders as she hugged her friend.

"Come on then let's go down I want to see this new young plaything of yours. Wendy heard the remark and instantly thought of Richard and the certain embarrassment he would be put through at the hands of the three girls.

"Will you need anything else Miss?" Wendy asked primly standing in front of the new girl. Patricia looked at her.

"No Thankyou Wendy, you and Annette have done a most professional job and Thankyou for the extra hangers you obviously knew I would need them." Patricia looked at the young maid, although only a cursory glance Wendy was aware that her eyes had taken in every contour of her body.

"I think Wendy remembers the amount of gear I brought when I stayed last year." Patricia laughed again.

"I will have a glass of wine when we go down stairs, you know how I love the contents of your cellars." "Yes Miss, I'll bring one to the living room, Lady Rawlings has already opened a bottle for you." Patricia threw her head back and laughed. Her beautiful face was wreathed in merriment as she bent forward and took Wendy's face between her long delicate fingers, holding her head she kissed her full on the lips.

"There's no need to blush you pretty little girl, I just love coming here. Off you go and get my wine while Ronica and I go down stairs." Patricia and Veronica were laughing like young school girls as they descended the stairs towards the living room.

Richard moaned with dread as once more Diane's hand slipped between the crease of his bottom. He could feel his penis stiffening involuntarily as she continued to squeeze the tumescent flesh of his member between her legs.

Diane could feel his penis stiffen as she squeezed her legs together. She stroked his bottom in slow sensuous motions, her fingertips grazing over the tender membranes of his sphincter. She looked up as the door to the living room opened admitting both Veronica and Patricia who were laughing as they walked into the room arm in arm. Veronica held out a long thermometer toward Diane. It was nearly half an inch in diameter and about ten inches long.

"I'm sorry but the only one I could find was an anal thermometer, I hope it will be all right for him... he does look rather flushed." Diane took the thermometer from Veronica, smiling as she also handed her a small tube of lubricant. Richard could not see who the other person was with Veronica. He already knew from her laughter that it was not Wendy or Annette. He was blushing profusely as he felt a hand on his cheek. He could not see who it was stroking his face as his head was turned toward the back of the settee.

"He does seem rather hot... perhaps you should go ahead and put that thing into his bottom." Patricia smiled as she kneeled down beside the settee her hand still gently stroking Richard's cheek. With her other hand she gently caressed his back her hand moving slowly down his body until it rested on the hillock of his buttock.

"Shall I hold the cheeks of his bottom apart so that you can get at the sphincter?" Diane smiled wickedly at Patricia as she nodded to her.

"Yes that would be helpful." Diane looked down at the boy's face seeing the abject horror on his blushing countenance. She squeezed her legs together feeling the erect penis throb as she rubbed the flesh of thighs together. Richard was mortified with embarrassment. He felt cool fingers insinuate themselves between the cheeks of his bottom and pull the flesh apart. He felt utterly humiliated as his buttocks were stretched widely apart exposing his sphincter. He jerked his bottom feeling cold liquid being rubbed against the sensitive opening.

"Keep still now... and let Diane put some cream on your bottom." The low well modulated voice of the new girl only increased his embarrassment as he felt a cold object being pushed firmly against the timid flesh of his most intimate opening.

"Keep still there's a good boy." It was Diane who spoke this time.

" I don't want to hurt you." Her words were punctuated with a firm push of the thermometer. Richard shivered as he felt the cold tube of glass slide up inside him.

"Arrggghhh... arrgghh." He could not help groaning as Diane pushed the thermometer further in. He felt utterly helpless as the glass tube probed deeper and deeper into his bottom. He shivered more with embarrassment than physical discomfort as the girls handled him intimately.

"Keep still now, I have to keep it in for about five minutes, so just relax the cheeks of your bottom there's a good boy." Richard felt the pressure of the fingers against his buttocks relax and then to his horror a hand slip between the cheeks of his bottom just at the juncture of his thighs. He could do nothing to prevent Patricia's gentle fingers encircle the sac of his scrotum and squeeze and caress the sensitive flesh.

"How have you settled into your room? Do you like my new decorations to the house?" Diane continued to stroke Richard's buttocks as she spoke to her friend. She smiled and raised her eyebrows to indicate Patricia's hand pushed between the cheeks of the boy's bottom.

"Patricia grinned and licked her lips as she answered.

"The room is fabulous as you well know, it is far to rich and lavish. Your mother has already told me how extravagant you have been, however she did say she was very pleased with everything." The girl's talked together, seemingly ignoring Richard's naked body as he lay over Diane's knee. The thermometer which was protruding from the centre of his buttocks moved suddenly as he tried to contract his sphincter. He could not help himself as he felt his penis responding to the gentle caress of Patricia's hand which was still pushed between his thighs as she held his testicles. Richard was aware of an increasing ache in his penis, aware of every intimate touch of their hands caressing his buttocks and squeezing his testicles. He was almost beside himself with emotion as several minutes later Diane gently extracted the large thermometer from his bottom.

"Right... let's see what's cooking shall we." She read the thermometer which indicated a temperature of ninety-eight point six degrees.

"Well there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with you so turn over and I can powder your front. Richard quaked as he heard the very words he had been dreading. How could he possibly turn over and reveal his erection to the girls. Surely they must be aware of the state he was in. Blindly Richard tried to cover himself as he felt the girls begin to turn him over. He had shut his eyes, contorting his face as he squeezed his eyelids together. His face was burning red as he blindly tried to put his hands over his erect penis. He felt a stinging slap on his buttocks as they manoeuvred him, first on to his side and then on to his back so that his buttocks were rested across Diane's thighs.

"Come along now hands behind your head and lay back, you are a naughty child." Diane admonished him as she admired the form of the body below her. Richard's penis was standing straight upwards as he lay with his hips raised across her legs. Patricia sat back on her heels, carefully examining the naked young body in front of her as she finished helping Diane manoeuvre the boy into position. Richard groaned once more, the only articulation he was capable of making to signify his extreme embarrassment.

Wendy knocked and entered the room carrying the wine Her Ladyship had chosen to welcome her daughters friend.

"You can put it over there on the table and then come back in about ten minutes and take Richard to bed." Diane called to the young maid. Wendy had certainly expected the girl's to be up to something with Richard in the room, but she had not been prepared for what she saw. She could not take her eyes off the boy as he lay with hips thrust upwards and his penis standing straight up from the juncture of his thighs.

"Come along Richard hands underneath your head and open your eyes. I want to introduce you to Miss Patricia who will be staying a few days. Come along do as you are told or I shall give you a good smack you naughty boy." Richard opened his eyes to see both Diane and Patricia looking down at him intently. Veronica moved to stand behind Patricia, resting her hands on the girl's naked shoulders.

"This is our friend from school, you may call her Miss Patricia." Richard mumbled, his face flushed beetroot red as his eyes met hers, he was able to see her incredible beauty before he quickly averted his eyes.

"You needn't be so shy, she's not going to bite you." Richard dropped his eyes, looking down the length of his body. He was horrified to see Patricia's hand reach out and rest on his tummy, just above his pubic hair.

"Put some powder on here and I'll rub it in for you." She said to Diane as she began to move her hand in a circular motion over the boys soft skin. Diane poured talcum powder generously over his tummy, moving the tin above his penis she shook the tin instantly covering his penis and testicles in powder. Patricia moved her hand down over his pubic hair and delicately took hold of his penis between her slender fingers. Richard groaned feeling his penis throb as her cool fingers brushed over the very tip of the glans. He watched in horror as she slid her fingers down the shaft pulling the foreskin until the skin was stretched tightly from underneath the bell shaped head. She held him firmly as she cupped her other hand underneath his testicles raising them from between his legs. Richard felt his penis begin to throb uncontrollably between her fingers, he could not inhibit the involuntary movements of his hips as she slowly slid the foreskin back up over the rim of the glans.