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Warning: This story is about non-consensual domination. It is
fiction, but it is erotic - despite or perhaps partly because it
is non-consensual.
Copyright: Victor Bruno.
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The Governor's Wife
by Victor Bruno
Part Two
That first morning, Frank Lander found the going pretty tough.
Though he was used to heavy work, he was surprised how wearying
sweeping, scrubbing, polishing and the like could be. He began to
realise why women so often complained about housework. On the
other hand, as a general rule, they did not have so many tasks to
undertake as he did!
Frank caught only glimpses of Mrs. Page that morning, but
frequently heard her gossiping on the telephone. Lazy cow, he
thought with sudden savagery, as he staggered with an over-laden
dustbin to the incinerator. Life was so easy for some!
He was indeed glad when he heard one o'clock striking, followed
by that authoritative voice summoning him into the living room.
Mrs. Page was sprawled on a couch, one leg drawn up so that
three-quarters of one long thigh was exposed. Frank could not
tear his eyes away.
"Fetch me my lunch, Frank," ordered the Governor's wife from
behind a magazine. "You'll find it all set out on a tray in the
pantry."
"Yes, Ma'am," said Frank with a slight edge to his voice. He
sensed that his 'employer' was deliberately goading him with
these menial, maid-like tasks. Still what could he do about it?
The magazine was lowered and a pair of dark eyes flashed
dangerously. "Do I detect resentment in your voice, Frank?"
asked Mrs. Page coolly. "Insolence, maybe?"
"N-No ... Ma'am .... " stammered Frank, feeling himself
colouring slightly as if caught out like a naughty schoolboy.
"Don't you dare get stroppy with me, you bastard," said the
Governor's wife, with steel in her voice. "Get out!"
Frank hurried out to fetch the tray. The bitch, the damn bitch,
she knew she had him in her power! It was all a game to her. She
was taunting him, too, showing all that leg. My God, what
wouldn't he give to be able to fuck the arse off the arrogant
cow! That would put her in her place! Frank found himself
beginning to get hard at the very thought as he went back with
the laden tray.
"You take your lunch in the outhouse," said Mrs. Page as she
received the tray without thanks. "It consists of half a loaf of
bread and as much water as you want. Get it from the kitchen."
Even as she spoke, Hettie Page was removing a half-bottle of
Chablis from an ice-bucket.
Feeling yet again the bitterness of deliberately being treated
like dirt, Frank turned and silently left the room. He was
grinding his teeth, just beginning to realise that being under
the thumb of a woman .... especially a young and attractive
one.... was worse than being under the thumb of any man.
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After pecking at his miserable 'lunch' .... and brooding
miserably .... Frank returned to work. And now, for the first
time, he studied the list in detail, in order to see how much
time he had for each task. He saw that beds had to be made and
bedrooms tidied.... followed by laundering .... then cleaning
windows. Then Frank was suddenly startled by the last item on the
list.
'Bring me the hairbrush off my dressing-table,' it read.
Puzzled he read it several times. What on earth could it mean?
Most likely an error, he thought at last. Still, it was most
strange. Wearily he made his way upstairs to get on with the
afternoons chores.
It was not long before Frank realised that Mrs. Page was not only
lazy, but careless and slapdash too. Her bedroom was scattered
with all sorts of clothing .... and underclothing. But, even as
he mumbled angrily as he picked up the mass of flimsy, feminine
items, Frank was aware of the little erotic thrills he was
getting. What brief and sexy knickers they were; he could not
help thinking of where they rested. Some of the brassieres were
half cup; others, he saw, had holes cut in them so that the
nipples were exposed. Yes.... the Governor's wife seemed a sexy
piece alright. Why on earth had she married that fat, middle-aged
slob of a husband?
At last the bedroom was put shipshape and Frank loaded up the
automatic washing machine. That was an easy enough task anyway.
It would give him adequate time to clean the windows. Was he
supposed to do all of them, he wondered? Both inside and out? At
length he decided to start with the outside .... and went in
search of a ladder, a bucket and a leather. I shall be glad when
this day's over, he thought. Still, perhaps she was just testing
him on this first day. He didn't see how she could possibly find
so many chores for him every day!
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