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After loading the car with my worldly goods, I had the ride of my life.
Not having spent much time outside of the city, I was not familiar with the countryside. Whenever I glanced out the window the road signs indicated ‘north’ and Ms. Powers confirmed that the Fatipton mansion was situated atop an impressive mountain at the base of the Catskills.
“Seclusion yet with proximity to New York City,” Ms. Powers summed up the advantages of the location.
She talked more about her role and Mr. Fatipton’s worthless son Randy. She also took me through the hierarchy at the well-staffed mansion.
“You’re on the bottom. When not tending to Mr. Fatipton you’ll report to me but
also be respectful to the staff, right down to the boy who walks and feeds the dogs. Understood?”
I nodded.
Her unctuous tone of voice was changing as the limousine got further from the city and closer to our destination.
“You’re to address me as ‘Ms. Powers’ or ‘ma’am’. There is also the matter of the dress code. In view of the nature of your duties I’m not sure you need any.”
She paused, looking out to see the mileposts whizzing past.
“And we may as well start now. Put your clothing in that plastic bag.”
She turned her head back to me with a diabolical smile.
“As I explained, Alexi. I’ve been trained as an interrogator. Do you really think your need for submission doesn’t stand out and shout at the skilled listener?
“And car seats are reserved for ranking staff. There’s plenty of room for you here.”
The rear of the stretched vehicle had some four feet between the two sets of facing seats. She was pointing to the floor in front of her.
I stripped as I had so often done in the past, placing my garments into the bag. Within a minute I knelt before Ms. Powers completely naked.
“Lick my boots. I like the idea of having them cleaned my a young white girl. I think that will become one of your duties. And maybe in front of the staff. Yes, that’s how I’ll introduce you to everyone at the mansion. Naked, kneeling and licking my boots.”
She never did, of course. But I know she noticed the goose bumps caused by the excitement of the very thought. And I believe that was the purpose for her comments.
I licked. Up and down. Ms. Powers watched with a smug smile then picked up the intercom receiver.
“Pull over at the next rest stop, Arthur. I have to dispose of some trash.”
The car slowed. The window opened. Without exiting, Ms. Powers tossed the plastic bag containing my clothing into a garbage bin.
“Remove the clothing from the trunk, Arthur. Alexi won’t be needing any.”
Chapter Twenty-eight
Being walked like a pet causes a strange reaction. Traces of my arousal begin to flow down my inner thighs and as we pass one obnoxious, newly hired guard he sniffs noticeably, making it known that he detects my strong fragrance.
“Alexi is trying on her new jewelry,” Ms. Powers explains. “Most of it you can’t see. Bend for the gentleman, Alexi.”
I obey and she looks downward and nods to where part of the second ball peeks out between my reddened, excited lips. The male eyes follow then glance to Ms. Powers with an understanding smile.
We move onwards.
“I have to release Randy. Then it will be time for bed.”
Our journey has taken us far from the servant’s quarters where Randy has been assigned a small room. After encountering more of the staff, including two teenaged girls from the laundry room who titter uncontrollably, we find our way back toward Randy’s fourth floor room.
Although he is the son of the incredibly wealthy Master of the house, Ms. Powers has assigned him a room the size of a large closet. It symbolizes the power and trust with which Mr. Fatipton has entrusted her and the judicious manner in which she chooses to exercise it. No employee of the Estate questions her authority knowing that she can so treat the Master’s son with impunity.
