Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2012 01:16:59 +0100 (CET) From: Teresa Yam Subject: PUNCHINELLO Part Four PUNCHINELLO Part Four The maid was quite breathless when she had finished and her heart was beating nineteen-to-the-dozen. Although spanking the girl's chubby bottom had been tremendously enjoyable, it had also been much harder work than expected. "Now let that be a lesson to you, Georgina. You will do as you're told from now on; otherwise next time I will use the ruler on you. Now, I believe you have unfinished business to attend to." "No!" "Yes!" She arranged the girl between her legs as before, only this time she was purposeful and determined. Georgina tried to resist but the big woman was powerful in limb and her pecker was up and she would not be defeated or denied having come this far. She easily overcame the young girl. And then, jamming the heel of her right foot into the small of Georgina's back as before, forced her to perform the deliciously repugnant task, keeping her at it until her own delicious spasm engulfed her and the tremulous emission anointed the little girl's cherubic face with her love oil. "There now, see what you have done?" said the maid. "You have made me all wet with your tongue lashing, you naughty, naughty girl!" Georgina struggled, thinking she had done enough, but only succeeded in exhausting herself in sterile, ineffectual efforts to get free of the servant girl who held on to her doggedly. "Oh no, no, no, Georgie... stay where you are. We are not finished quite yet." The woman's great bosom heaved and she placed her right hand across it to calm herself. Her nipples were hard and pointed. "Just a little longer, please, Georgie." Melanie was quite breathless. Georgina was much weaker now and it was easy for the maid to keep her locked in position until the last of her excitement trickled from her underbelly into the girl's sweet mouth. Only then did she let her go. "Get off me you wretch!" Melanie shouted bitterly, kicking out at the girl with the sole of her foot and sending her sprawling across the room. The girl landed in an undignified heap, the smock over her head and her crimson-flushed bottom exposed. The maid felt ashamed in the aftermath and blamed the other. "If you hadn't lost that stupid puppet yesterday, none of this would ever have happened. What on earth got into you, you filthy girl. I've a good mind to tell your mama." Georgina was confused by her attitude and frightened by the threat of being reported to her mother. "No, no, please don't... you mustn't tell her. I didn't mean to..." "Stay where you are," she said, drawing herself up to her full 5' 10" and temporarily restoring her dignity by re-arranging her clothing. "I'm not finished with you yet." She towered above her and dominated her with her imposing presence. Oily moisture shone on the girl's flushed face. She quivered and cowered at her mistress's feet. Melanie raised her bare foot and pressed it down on the girl's shoulder, forcing her to lie face down on the floor. Georgie wondered what could possibly be coming next after such a frightening ordeal. But the very next moment the maid bent down, picked her up and gathered her into her arms, pulling her into her bosom and caressing her lovingly. She showered the girl's face with generous, tender kisses and whispered endearments into her neat little ear. She could smell the scent of her own sex on Georgina's face and she felt sorry for the little girl and what she had put her through. "Please forgive me my lovely Georgie. Melanie loves you really. We must not say anything about this, must we? You are beautiful, so please say you love me. Nobody must know about us, or there will be trouble in store - especially for you if you don't keep our secret. Promise not to say anything about it." "I promise," she said. "I won't say a word." Melanie kissed Miss Davenport's nose and then her mouth, threading the brilliant copper hair of her head through her fingers. "I know you won't, my sweet baby girl," she said, and kissed her again. "Because if you want to come and see me again, you'd best keep quiet about us, hadn't you?" Georgina nodded and rested her head against the maid's magnificent bosom. She could hear Melanie's heartbeat become steady beneath the white apron of her uniform, her head rising and falling with the maid's breathing. The girl began sucking her thumb, closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep to the rhythm of Melanie's heart, secure in the arms of her mistress.