The Story So Far…
Cora is a guest at the Palace of Pain and Pleasure and in the few hours she has been there, she’s been spanked, caned, brought to a thrilling and exciting orgasm, and almost bitten off her assailant’s cock.
Now her new friend Bella had told her to get some sleep because in the morning they will have work to do.
Cora fell into an uneasy sleep wondering what Bella meant.
Now read on…
Cora was awakened in the morning by Morag gently shaking her.
‘Your breakfast is ready. Eat it while it’s hot,’ she fussed around Cora – helping her into her red satin dressing gown.
Cora found herself meekly doing as she was told.
She enjoyed her breakfast and Morag led her into the luxurious bathroom, where she ran water into the bath and added a handful of scented bath crystals – the aroma filled the bathroom.
Beckoning to Cora, she removed her nightclothes then helped her to step into the scented water and bade her to sit down.
When Cora reached for the soap, Morag shook her head. ‘No, Cora I must wash you.’ Cora was puzzled as to why she was not permitted to wash her own body at the Palace of Pain and Pleasure.
Taking a large soft sponge, Morag washed Cora as if she was a baby. She used her bare hand to wash Cora’s pussy. Her long slim fingers inched their way into the by now throbbing cavity – yet again Cora felt the start of another orgasm. Then she was thrashing about in the water – in the throes of a never-ending orgasm.
When it was over Morag helped her out of the bath. She wrapped a big white fluffy towel around Cora and gently patted her dry.
Laid out on the bed was fresh new underwear – black satin pantaloons and a matching plunge bra. Pure silk black stockings and a black matching suspender belt were also visible.
The teal green dress that Morag put on her fitted so well it might have been made especially for her. To finish the ensemble, on her feet she had a pair of black patent six-inch high stiletto heel shoes.
Taking her by the arm, Morag led Cora to a full-length mirror. Cora gasped at the reflection – she felt a little bit cheap for all her finery.
Morag whispered to her, ‘Remember Cora, you have to please the clients.’
Still holding onto her arm, she led Cora out of the bedroom, along a narrow passage, through a leather padded door and giving Cora a gentle push into another luxurious bedroom, she closed the door, leaving poor Cora unsure of what to do next.
To be continued…