Short Story By Nick40a ©
Nick40a@yahoo.co.uk
This is a series of sexually explicit short stories titled
“Angie’s First” and contains scenes of light bondage,
humiliation, spanking, paddling, caning, anal and MFM, FF and MF
sex
 Angie’s First – Interview
Angie Jackson had been communicating with ‘Legal Couple’ for a
few weeks, following her answering an advert for a job for a
‘house servant.’ The ‘Legal Couple’ had been very clear in what
they wanted from the servant; she should educated preferably in
the legal field, slim, subservient, bi sexual and attractive.
Angie was not sure why she responded to the advert but there was
something that intrigued her by the blatant openness of the
demands for the job. She did not really like the term ‘servant’
but she was intrigued and she agreed to an interview
The ‘Legal Couple’ had arranged a driver to pick her up from the
station. When the car drove through the magnificent gates and up
the long tree lined driveway, Angie became nervous for the first
time and came close to telling the driver to take her back to the
station. She told herself to calm down and thought of all the
sessions she had with her pussy since communicating with the
Dobson’s especially the explicit photos that she had sent of
herself.
The driver stopped in front of the huge old mansion and told her
to get out of the car. No sooner was she out of the car and the
driver drove off the way they had come. Angie walked up the wide
stone stairs and before she could ring the bell, that huge front
door was opened by an oriental girl.
The girl took Angie’s coat and hung it on a coat rack at the
front door and told her to follow. Angie walked behind the girl
who was wearing a very short skirt which just covered her bum
cheeks and her top also short just covering her small breasts.
The girl stopped at a door and knocked lightly. A male voice
shouted “Enter”. The girl opened the door and said, “Sir, Madam
your guest has arrived”. She stepped back and lightly pushed
Angie into the room and closed the door behind her.
Angie looked around her and at first could not see the two people
who were going to interview her. As her eyes focussed to the
dimness of the room she saw an attractive couple seated on a
large settee. The Man pointed to a single wooden milking stool a
few meters in front of where the couple were sitting. Angie moved
over to the stool and sat down. The stool was lower than she
expected and she almost fell off as her bum dropped to the seat.
Angie quickly recovered and tried to arrange herself as sitting
as ladylike as the stool would allow.
As soon as she was seated lights came on and she was illuminated,
like was she was on stage.
“Angie, I am ‘Sir’, I will conduct the interview and thank you
for coming. There are a few things that we need to speak to you
about before we will reveal our identities. We are pleased that
at first appearances you are the person in your pictures and you
have dressed as we asked. We will be asking you a number of
questions and would like you to answer as truthfully. At any time
during this interview if you feel you do not want to or cannot
continue, you are free to leave and you will be taken back to the
station by the driver, is that clear?.”
“Yes Sir.”
Angie did not see that her response pleased her potential
employers and her panic slowed and she felt serenely confident.
“Please tell us your full name, age and education background.”
Angie wondered why they wanted all the information again since
she had told them everything on the Email, she none the less went
through with what he had asked. Unawares to Angie she had been
fully checked out by her future employees and they knew that she
was what they were looking for.
Sir thanked her for her honesty and asked her whether she would
like anything to drink.
“May I have a glass of cold water please Sir?”
Sir picked up a phone and dialled a number, “Bring our guest a
glass of cold water.”
A few minutes later there was a light tap on the door and after
telling the girl to enter, she came in and placed the glass of
water on the floor next to Angie. As quietly as she entered the
girl left the room.
When Angie bent down to pick up the water she blushed deeply as
she knew that she had exposed her very wet panties to the two
people interviewing her.
“Tell us about your family and your education?”
Angie explained that she was an orphan and that her mother had
recently passed away, she has no siblings that she was aware or
knew of. She told them that she a done a paralegal course and
received and exemptions in her results.
After thoroughly covering all her past background and some of her
sexual preferences, Sir asked her whether her mother spanked her
and for what reasons. Panic shot though Angie and she immediately
wondered, how could he know that?
“Sir…..uuuhhhmmm…. yes…uuuhhh she did and usually for poor school
results and not cleaning the house properly.”
“How did you feel after being spanked?”
“Sir, humiliated and sore.”
“What did your mother use to spank you with and was it over her
knees?”
“Sir, her hairbrush, shoe, wooden spoon, and her hand. It was
mostly over her knees but also and often bent over with my
panties down and holding my skirt up.”
“Did you like it?”
“Sir, not when I was young but the older I got it sometimes was
pleasurable.” Angie could not believe those words came out of her
mouth. Did she really like it?
“Did you masturbate after being spanked?”
“Yes Sir,” Angie whispered, now feeling more humiliated as the
blood rose to her cheeks and the memories came flooding back to
her.
“Is your pussy wet Angie?”
Angie did not answer immediately, part of her was telling her to
run away from this interview but the questions had aroused deeply
hidden fantasies and her curiosity ensured she stayed on the hard
stool.
“Angie, is your pussy wet,” he gently asked her again.
“Ye….Yes, Sir.”
“Stand up and remove your all your clothing and sit down with
your legs open, my wife would like to see you. Remember you do
not have to do anything you do not want to at this interview.”
Angie did not hesitate, she knew she was in the right place and
what she wanted, and did as she was asked. She was wet, very wet
and did not have to look or feel to know that her juices would
soon be freely flowing out of her pussy onto the hard
uncomfortable stool.
“You said you had sex with a woman before, who was it and tell us
what happened?”
Angie had the feeling that they knew the whole story just by the
way the question was asked. “It was with one of my lecturers,
Anne….aahhh Mrs Wilson, when I was having extra lessons at her
house which my mother had arranged.”
“How old were you and tell us how it happened?”
“I was eighteen, it was the third or fourth time I had been to
her house. We were doing sections of commercial law and she had
covered the same area more than once. She told me jokingly that
she was going to spank me for every question that I got wrong.
After getting two questions wrong she told me to stand up, pull
my panties down and get over her knees and she was going to spank
me.”
“Did you obey her?”
“Yes…..I did and she did spank me with her hand and very hard. We
got back to the questions as each time I get one wrong I was
spanked. After around the fifth time she was caressing my
buttocks which were felling quite fiery hot her hand strayed down
between my legs. I could not help myself and my legs had a mind
of their own opening wide for her to do as she pleased. Anne kept
telling me I was a naughty girl and she was sure I would get more
questions wrong.”
“And did you answer wrong…to get spanked again?”
“Yes Sir”.
“Tell us what happened after you got more questions wrong?”
“Anne carried on spanking me….then at some point she started
rubbing my pussy.” Angie tried casually and hopefully unnoticed
to slide her hand closer to her pussy. She slowly stroked her
clitty hood and continued her story.
Her movement did not go unnoticed and on the darken settee Sir
and his wife were also getting themselves more comfortable.
“I was so hot when Anne pushed her finger into my pussy, I
started humping myself against her finger or fingers in me, and
well I did not really know how many as I was beyond reason. Anne
commanded me not to come or she would get her belt and really
beat me. I stopped moving and as quick as she had started she
stopped fingering me. She just continued with the question and
answer session, spanking me for each question I got wrong and
fingering me for each question I got right. When we had finished
the sections that we were covering me, she told me to get off her
lap and sit next to her.”
“How were you feeling at this time?”
“Sir, my legs were rubbery and I had to shuffle to sit down. As I
sat down she told me to open my legs. Anne then held out her
index and middle fingers and told me to clean my juices off her
fingers.”
“Did you?”
“Yes, Sir….I did tasting myself for the first time….I……I……liked
it!”
Angie could not believe that she was telling two strangers who
she could not see her darkest and most intimate secrets, but
somehow it felt right and they were so easy to talk to.
“We have established that you like to be spanked, like
masturbation and dominance. What do you feel about cock, and what
are your sexual experiences with men?”
Angie blushed deeply at Sir’s references to her preferences which
she knew were all true.
“Sir, I have had two boyfriends, the first refused to spank me
and usually left me frustrated after love making as he came,
rolled over and went to sleep. Anton, my second boyfriend was a
little different and misunderstood and thought a thorough beating
and borderline rape was what I was looking for. He would force me
to suck him, knotting his hands in my hair and when he was about
to come forcing his cock down my throat, almost choking me. The
second and final date I had with him he mauled my breasts leaving
bruises for weeks. Since then I have concentrated on completing
my studies, now done.”
“Do you like men and sucking cock?”
“Yes Sir, he did not really put me off, I still like cock and
still get turned on by men…..and…. women.”
“Angie, you can stop playing with your pussy….hands on knees and
keep your legs open!”
Angie for the umpteenth time blushed deeply and did as she was
told.
“Angie, my wife and run an large and extremely successful legal
practise in town and the job we are offering is twofold and for
the first thee months, like a probation period you will work at
the house assisting Mia, the girl who showed you in here, to cook
clean and serve us and guests when we have dinner parties. If you
complete the trial period successfully you will work at the
practise as my wife’s legal assistant, during the day and serve
at night as directed. You will live upstairs in the house where
we have spare rooms. You will receive a market related salary
which will be banked into your account and you will receive a
contract. All your food will be provided. You will get one day
off a month to do as you please. Does this sound like the Job for
you?”
Without hesitation Angie answered that she was ready for the job
and challenges.
“Good, now there are a few rules. When you are at the house, you
will wear the uniform provided which is a short skirt and small
top. You will never wear underwear and the exception to this is
when you have your monthlies. You will be allocated certain
cleaning, washing and ironing duties and certain parts of the
house will be yours to keep clean. If you do not you will be
punished for any transgressions and continued or deliberate,
transgressions you will be fired, is this clear?
“Yes Sir!”
Angie could not believe that she had finally found the right type
and line of work and she could once again feel her juices start
to flow. She wished she could bring herself off with her
vibrator, as she was so horny.
“A few other rules, your pussy will always be freshly shaved, you
will not refuse the advances of either my wife or both of us. You
will not have any sexual involvement with Mia unless we tell you,
you may. You will not masturbate unless you are given permission
to do so. If you pass the probation period and when at the office
and transgressions will be deal with at the office and depending
on the severity may also be dealt with at home. You will never
solicit with our guests and we will not solicit you to our guests
or friends, is this clear.”
“Yes Sir.”
 The lights were changed in the room and where Angie was sitting
the area darkened and the spot lights were on the couple who were
interviewing her. Her eyes travelled up their bodies from their
feet, legs, stopping briefly to study their genitals. His cock
was half hard and thick, with no hair, her pussy shaven and Angie
could see the moisture in her slit. Both their faces were covered
by ball room masks. His dark hair and her blond hair neatly cut,
hers in a bob his close cropped. Her eyes travelled down again,
flat stomach’s, his cock twitching, her hand hovering close to
her pussy. Angie’s mind was screaming for her to leap up and suck
the cock, eat the pussy…..
“We take it you like what you see?”
Angie could not answer immediately as her mind was running wild
….she cleared her throat and answered in a strangled voice,
“Y….yes S…sir!”
“Right now you are wondering what my wife’s pussy tastes like or
how big my cock is when hard and what it would feel like in your
mouth… or your pussy, Angie?”
Angie blushed again, opened her mouth to say something and no
words came out.
For the first time in the interview Sir’s wife spoke, “You can
call me Ma’am. We both like what we see, you have a truly
beautiful body and you will, I believe be a good assistant to me
and servant to us.” Her words sounded like silk to Angie.
“Angie, we would like you to start with us in five days’ time.
Mia will give you a draft of the contract which you can email
back to us with your acceptance. You are to clear up your
affairs. The driver will pick you up at your apartment next
Friday at nine o’clock in the morning and bring you to the
house.”
“Yes Sir”
“You may get dressed now.”
Angie stood with confidence and dressed herself in front of her
new employers. She could not wait to get home to masturbate and
play with herself.
The End