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 TESSY's REWARD

   By Reavan





   "Tessy?"



   "Yes, Madam."



   "Is my bath ready?"



   "Yes madam, may I undress now?"



   "Of course Tessy," She watched with animated satisfaction as her servile
young maid slowly and deliberately bared her generous charms.  "I never
tire of watching you disrobe Tessy, it's always a stimulating revelation;
an open invitation to be ravished and conquered for sexual gratification."
Her voice became a breathless husky whisper.  "It is no wonder the males of
our species are so bewitched by your bodily charms."



   "Thank you madam you are very kind." Totally naked, up on her toes she
stretched out her arms in a graceful ballerina pose and then tiptoed very
slowly in a circle.  She then floated to one side of the room facing her
madam, turning and then floating to the other side.



   "How exquisite Tessy, I love to watch those underlying muscles flexing
in your buttocks and thighs, when you perform for me.  Ah ...  I digress,
you may disrobe me now." She approached tiptoeing and proceeded to undress
her head taller madam; every motion, part of a spontaneously choreographed
dance; a graceful pantomime of fluid fingers gently moving, unhooking,
lifting, lowering, folding and then carefully depositing the items removed
on a chair.  She circled her madam's statuesque naked body, fluttering like
an amorous butterfly, posturing for the attentions of its mate.  Finally
placing her thumbs and forefingers gently on her madam's wrist she walked
her fingers up her arm, across one shoulder, behind to the other shoulder
and then down the other arm.  Her left hand remained under the upper arm
and the right continued to the wrist, grasping both gently.  She gazed
deferentially into her madam's eyes.



   "Please madam may I escort you to the bath?"



   "Yes Tessy, take me there." They entered the bathroom and Tessy gently
guided her madam into the waiting bubbles.  Kneeling, she watched her
mistress lie back and luxuriate in the warm bubbly water.



   "I wish to enjoy my bath for a spell Tessy, you may flaunt your bodily
charms for me." Tessy smiled sweetly at her mistress and began, partly on
her toes, a very slow bump and grind com-hula dance while touching her
fingertips to her shoulders.  She turned slowly letting her mistress enjoy
every possible mouth watering angle of her nubile flesh



   "Oh you are beautiful Tessy, from that pretty face with those
mischievous dark brown eyes, to your perky breasts, that delectable waspish
waist, those curvy hips, that perfectly protruding derriere and those
sculptured thighs.  And all that perfection displayed just for my personal
pleasure, before I take you to bed and satisfy my passion for you in the
flesh."



   "Yes madam, I'm completely yours body and soul."



   "Are you really enjoying your position as my unpaid servant Tessy?"



   "I relish being yours madam, you reward me in other much more meaningful
ways."



   "You may soap me now Tessy." She lathered her hands and proceeded to
soap her Madam thoroughly.  After completing above the waist, the madam
rose and Tessy entered the tub on her knees and washed her lower body from
the front, after which the madam turned and bend over, giving Tessy access
to that most vital area of sexual gratification.  She carefully cleaned
every nook and cranny with the tips of her fingers several times, ensuring
a hygienic and pleasant environment for any intruding purveyor of carnal
ecstasy.



   The madam sat down again and watched Tessy teasingly soap her own
delectable body.  Again, her hands performed a sensuous pantomime, fondling
all parts of her body, as if her hands were those of a passionate lover. 
Her madam, transfixed by the soapy shimmering beauty of her sensual young
maid, inhaled deeply; her large breasts rising out of the water as she
filled her lungs with the sexually charged air and her libido with the
intoxicating display of lusty flesh.  Tessy finished and turned on the hand
held shower, rinsing the soap off her skin.  Her madam then got up and she
too was rinsed as Tessy aimed the spray at her figure.  They got out of the
tub and Tessy dried her madam dabbing and stroking her gently and
sensuously with the towel.  When finished she stood back and regarded her
madam, as a sculptor would view a newly completed masterpiece.



   Her madam smiled contentedly at the faithful attendant "You can dry
yourself now, Tessy and I'll wait for my massage on the bed."



   Tessy curtsied deeply, "I'll prepare my body for your enjoyment madam."





   "When ready she entered the bed room, fluttering along on her toes and
then - falling on one knee, her head bowed and arms spread high emulating
butterfly wings - spoke: "oh madam please permit your humble servant the
honor of erotically massaging your body."



   Her madam rolled over on her stomach, sighing wishful: "make me feel
like only you can Tessy." Skilful fingers caressed, kneaded and groped
every inch of the accessible skin, instilling a warm passionate sensation
in her entire body.  She turned over; breathing deeply as Tessy continued
her invigorating sensuous massage.



   She knew her madam well, and left the inside thighs and lower belly for
the final titillation before straddling her body in the reverse position
with her sex just above her madam's lips.  Her madam's thighs spread slowly
as her hands clasped Tessy's well-padded buttocks.  She pulled Tessy's body
down, and eager moistened lips made simultaneously contact with vaginal
mounds.  Soft fleshy thighs closed intermittently on ears - driven by some
involuntary quest for gratification -, as tongues waltzed to the moaning
duet of women performing that most sensuous of female gratification.

   Tessy timed her multi orgasmic libido to the sounds of her madam's
ascent toward her inevitable volcanic eruption.  A central quake initiated
by Tessy's tremorous oral stimulation expanded exponentially, boosting the
pressures approaching criticality in her madam's libido - already
intensified by the recent visual stimulation of Tessy's enticing flesh.  -
Like the irresistible pressure of superheated magma building below a
volcano an eruption became inescapable, materializing in an explosive
prolonged groan, accompanied by intense spasmodic activity in all regions
of the affected body.

   Tessy's climax was slightly off the mark but her democratic madam
gallantly continued her own oral efforts, assuring her cherished servant a
rousing orgasm matching her own.

   Turning around and cuddling into her madam's embrace they both relished
the slow downward slope of that most momentous of all human sensations.



   "Well Tessy it's time to turn on the TV, You know who is on in living
color?"



   "Yes madam the sexiest man alive and he's got a number one hit again."
She found the remote and clicked the channel and while the inevitable
commercials begged for attention, she positioned pillows for their
comfortable viewing.  The announcer attempted to introduce the star but his
voice was drowned by thousands of frenzied female fans, screaming for their
idol.  Moving on to the stage in blue jeans and a sleeveless jacket he
grasped the mike, waited until the screaming subsided and then after an
electric Guitar played an intro, launched into the latest hit.



   "Watch him move that tight butt of his, he is the greatest isn't he? 
Come back in bed Tessy and let's finger each other while we watch him."



   "Um madam, that feels good, look at all those young girls going crazy,
listen to them scream.  Oh madam I just love just looking at him with your
finger inside me, I'm going to cum, oh God he's a hunk.  Oh madam."



   "Me too Tessy, look, he's throwing kisses at us.  The audience is going
wild.  Oh my dear Tessy you're making me cum.  Kiss me and squeeze me hard,
oh that man can drive any woman wild."



   "He drives me wild madam.  Oh I feel so good now, perfect timing we both
came nearly at the same time again."



   "No wonder Tessy you are a great lover with a perfect and passionate
body.  You add a hunk like that to the picture and how can anyone not have
an orgasm."



   "That was our second mutual orgasm this afternoon madam.  Is it not time
to prepare me for my reward."



   "Yes, so it is dear and deservedly so.  It will surely lead me to
another orgasm.  Get yourself ready then."



   Tessy got up and opened a drawer, lifting out a riding crop.  Smiling
demurely at her madam she kissed the leather object along its entire length
and then launched into a dance, waving the crop like a fairy's wand, at
times holding and rocking it, kissing it sweetly like a baby.



   The madam rose from the bed after a few minutes and held out her hand
wearing a demanding expression.  Tessy dance to her and fell to her knees
holding the crop with both hands kissing it passionately and then presented
it to her madam.  "I adore you madam please prepare me for my reward" she
said breathlessly waiting for her next order.



   "You may assume the position Tessy." She rose off her knees and turned,
raising and moving her arms like a bird in flight on her tiptoes and bend
over slightly, extending and offering her shapely buttocks to the leather.



   Whack!



   She danced away, spinning in slow pirouettes, circling the room and
returned to the same spot in front of her madam.  She turned her head, lips
parted, gazing dewy-eyed and devotedly at her madam



   Whack!



   She repeated her dance and received another whack, dancing again for
another, repeating the ritual until the number equaled ten performances,
earning ten riding crop rewards.  Completing the final dance and receiving
the final whack she fell to her knees, tears flowing as she reach for the
crop with both hands.  She kissed the leather again and then rose on her
knees, her madam taking her head in both hands.



   "Oh Tessy you're even sweeter when weeping.  That darling face of yours
decorated by glistening tears gracing those pretty cheeks." She kissed a
tear away comforting her like a broken hearted lover.  She kissed her lips
and then kissed away yet another tear "It hurts, does it dear?"

   "The sensation in my flesh is the tribute I pay for that sweet award to
come, it evaporates like the morning mist with the sun's warming rays.  I
feel only my love for you madam and the reward you will so kindly permit me
to embrace.  You are a sensuous bridge to cross, and while moving with your
encouragement towards that pinnacle of all human gratification, I feel your
touch in my mind, whisper your name as I am drawn into and experience that
exhilarating passionate reward.  When that is enjoyed and spent I will
return once again to serve you, body and soul."



   The madam soaked up the enchanting, heart-warming words from her devoted
maid and motioned for her to rise as she herself sat on the bed.  Tessy
stood up and turned letting her madam view the colorful imprints
administered by the riding crop on her buttocks.



   "Your beautiful skin takes so well to the crop; I see all the colors of
the rainbow there.  Oh, it gives me such pleasure to prepare you in this
manner, Tessy." She kissed and fondled her artistic creations of
multicolored stripes on the generous fleshy globes she relished.  "Life is
good isn't it dear?"



   "Yes madam, it's absolutely perfect." She turned her head and smiled
contentedly at her madam's adoring ministrations.  She felt in a strange
way, like an icon in a temple receiving first a leather blessing and then
absolute devotion from her worshiper.



   Her madam then reclined on the bed, reaching for her beautiful obedient
object of sexual pleasure.  Tessy eagerly positioned her naked flesh atop
that of her mistress; as her buttocks were once again invaded by ten
roaming digits and her lips found their possessors neck, kissing it softly.
They kissed lightly, teasing each other, tonguing playfully then
passionately as Tessy's body squirmed restlessly on top of her madam.  The
lower body slowly responded, gently spreading its thighs and then clamping
the long legs around the upper body attempting to lock it down.



   The madam removed her digits from her favorite fleshy globes, easing her
thighs and then clasping Tessy's shoulders pushed her gently downwards,
sending Tessy's lips on a journey with a definite destination.  Her pelvis
rose and fell letting the travelling lips know that destination.  Those
lips made a stopover at two large mounds, visiting the apex of both and
paying respectful mouth-watering homage to each.  The lower body now
accelerated its pelvic movements, instigated by the lower mound as it
displayed a restless craving for the lip's belated arrival.  Aided by
downward pressure exerted by two hands, the trek continued but the lips -
discovering a soft low expanse - decided to make camp for a while and
explore the surroundings.  Finding a depression the tongue plunged into
play, touching a nerve in the lower body, resulting in several involuntary
spasms.  This only increased the now desperate cravings of the lower mound,
resulting in a superhuman effort by the hands, forcing the lips at speed to
their final destination.



   As the lips arrived there, suddenly - in a lightning maneuver - the
hands abandoned the shoulders cupping the head belonging to the lips,
forcing them into contact with the mound; while in a cleverly co-ordinate
operation the long legs clamped solidly around the hapless torso belonging
to the cupped head.  The lips, at first a bit miffed by the forced march,
found solace in a sheltered valley dividing the mound and eventually
dispatched its associated probe to explore a deep pit for sustenance.



   That exploration seemed to set off a violent trembling in the body being
explored, as well as loud contented sounds emanating from its upper oral
outlet.  The probe, by twirling energetically in the pit eventually
activated and opened a honeyed nectar storage facility, producing a stream,
which lubricated the probe and overflowed the pit rewarding the lips with a
savory threat.



   Tessy sat up on her haunches licking her lips, smiling victoriously at
her madam, unable to conceal just a hint of a disappointed appearance.  Her
madam merely sighed with satisfaction, relishing her rush.  Tessy waited,
she knew her madam; before long would make sure that her maid would not be
left without compensation for services provided.



   "Oh my wonderful Tessy once again you have satisfied my libido but now
yours is lacking in some kind of cultivation." Satisfy yourself, you know
the conditions and position." Tessy stacked pillows at the foot of the bed
and reclined facing her madam, spreading her thighs to display her sex. 
She began to feel her breasts while gazing lustfully at her madam.  Her
hips moving in slow gyrating motions, as her breathing became labored,
interrupted by subdued moans.  She moved one hand away from a breast,
caressing her belly, moving closer by stealth to her bush.  One finger
caught a curl but a glance from her madam shaking her head, forced a
temporary retreat.  She sighed in frustration jerking her hips in erratic
gyrations, bringing up one knee and reached for the soft part of her inside
thigh groping and caressing it.  Again, moving close to the most sensitive
area received another negative signal from her madam.  She moaned in
frustration and jerking her pelvis slammed her buttocks into the mattress
again and again.



   Then an agreeable smile was flashed her way and she knew permission was
granted for her fingers to explore and penetrate.  She closed her eyes as
one hand cupped her sex, breathing deeply with relief as her fingers
squeezed and relaxed until other urges called for more detailed
exploration.



   "Tessy?" Her madam's tone reflected disappointment with this breach of
protocol.



   She raised her offending eyelids, meeting her madam's gaze, "sorry madam
that was selfish of me." Her personal satisfaction was secondary and her
submission incomplete without eye contact.  The feelings reflected in her
eyes, being a visual rapturous transmission; a sacrifice to that shrine
being her madam, a prayer to have her feelings accepted, embraced and
enjoyed.



   Tessy's gasped and her eyes half closed as her finger entered that
heated pit of sexual lust.  Her madam smiled with a slight hint of
disapproval but did not reprimand her; sympathetic to the sensation
experienced when titillating those sensitive internal tissues.  She bend
her knees bringing back her feet and lifted her buttocks of the sheets,
rotating her hips in spasmodic jerks as her moaning through moist parted
lips increased.  Her thighs slammed together intermittently but quickly
opened wide before any admonishment from her madam's face for concealing
her sex.



   Her entire body trembled as she neared her orgasm then stiffened, with
her buttocks lifted while her finger twirled inside, igniting the flames of
that first narcotic rush.  She struggled to maintain eye contact as the
surge energized her nervous system, knowing that her madam would understand
at this juncture but yet feeling obliged to comply with her code of honor.



   Five or six additional rushes surged through her body; each closing her
eyes momentarily, as she moaned in their aftermath's, then managing to
re-establish eye contact between each, long enough to receive a smile of
approval.



   Tessy descended from her highs relaxing her satiated flesh, thighs
spread wide and smiling devotedly at her madam waiting for a sign of
approval.  Hands stretched invitingly for her and she scampered into two
loving arms, snuggling into her madam's warm fleshy body, purring like a
kitten.



   "Well Tessy, what do we do now?"



   "I'll wash you, dress you and do your hair.  Oh I wish you could stay
for the my award, it's just not the same."



   "Oh I sure you'll enjoy the ceremony Tessy dear.  It's not the first
one, is it?"



   "No, but you've always been there before madam, I'll miss you." She
snuggled in tighter, puckering up for a smooch.  "Oh no you don't Tessy,
three times is enough in one afternoon for me.  I'm not the Eveready
Battery that my maid is.  I got to get to that charity benefit in time, now
get up and get to it." She slapped her rear end as Tessy reluctantly got up
and headed for the bathroom to prepare her madam's toilet.





   "Tessy, is my chauffeur at the front?"



   "Yes madam he's waiting and your prepared speech is in your purse."



   "Fine, your reward should be at around eight o'clock and I hope to be
back by ten.  Enjoy yourself then."



   Tessy kissed her madam on the cheek and held the front door open as she
left for her waiting limo.



   Four hours to kill, an eternity Tessy thought, despite or perhaps
because she had this huge mansion with it's many well appointed but
otherwise empty rooms.  She cleaned and dusted and attempted to eat a small
meal; but her anticipation of the impending event however, dominated her
thoughts and dragged every minute along at a snails pace.  She watched part
of her favored soap without interest; she played shuffleboard, darts and
pinball in the game room, disregarding the scores; she tried a game of
solitaire and found herself staring into space, nothing could hold her
interest.



   Finally, after what seemed like an eternity the hall clock sounded its
Big Ben Gong, seven times.  One hour she thought, maybe a bath would kill
it.  She prepared a bubble bath and undressed, setting up her long hair in
a bun to keep it dry.  She tried unsuccessfully to relax in the soothing
bubbles and then stood up soaping herself systematically, one little area
of skin at the time.  She closed her eyes and imagined that someone, who
loved and idolized her body, was soaping her sensuously.  No, she thought,
it's just me don't get worked up now; there's less than one hour left.  She
wanted to be fresh for the event, no cheating ahead of time.  For once, her
libido could wait.  She turned on the shower and gradually lowered the
temperature to cool her appetite; there would be plenty to feast on later.



   Shivering she got out and dried her body, again her mind wondered off,
imagining someone was rubbing her dry; some one who craved her body as bad
as she craved another.



   She was shook out of her dreaming reverie by the familiar sound of the
front door bell and then that same door closing.  Glancing at the clock,
she saw seven thirty.  She panicked - her reward was here - and threw the
towel in a corner staring at herself in the mirror.  Her hair, she had
wanted to fix it really nice.  Pulling out the pins she let it fall to the
laws of gravity, shaking her head and running her fingers through it
establishing some semblance of order.  She knew makeup was unnecessary and
hurried into the bedroom and then with her mind in another world, rushed
stark naked out in the hall and half way down the curved staircase into the
front hall.



   "Well now, there is a sight for sore eyes and a starved constitution!"
She froze looking down at her naked body and gasped.  "Don't stop now
sweetie," she gazed mesmerized into the eyes of her reward unable to move
or utter a word.  Have you paid your dues?" she turned around displaying
the colored dues-stamps on her cheeks.  "Very nice, come here then Tessy,
are you not happy to see me?"



   She ran down the remaining steps, loosing her balance on the last step
but was caught in a strong embrace and lifted off her feet.  She threw her
arms around the neck of her savior and kissed the lips she had yearned
after for months.



   "Don't ever leave us for that long again sir."



   "Oh I'm sure you two can find satisfaction together."



   "Yes we do but its not the same." They kissed again as she threw her
legs around him, jerking her pelvis impetuously.



   "Can't you wait until I get undressed?"



   "No!" She countered, smiling defiantly in her sweetest coquettish
manner." He pushed her down and put his arm around her as they headed up
the stairs.  "Did you watch the performance this afternoon?"

   "We both did and swooned with mutual orgasms.  I'm so jealous of all
those screaming girls."

   "They're just fans Tessy, there are only two women in my life; one's a
wife and the other's this live-in nympho maid," he slapped her rear end.

   The End

   Reavan

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