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