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\nWhat the Butler Saw

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\nJeeves sighed. He could hear\nthe sounds of a young woman in pain. His mistress was at it again.\nShe had been terrible ever since Sir Henry had passed away after a\nmassive heart attack. He knew that he should ignore the sounds. It\nwas below his station to peak at what was occurring. But he could not\nresist. \n

\n The sounds were coming from\none of the bedrooms. He knew which one. It was the one where her\nmistress’s nice, Victoria, was staying. Victoria was only eighteen\nyears old. After her husband’s demise His mistress had had a lot of\n“nieces” come and stay at the manor. None of them had been older\nthan twenty-one. His mistress must have a lot of brothers and\nsisters, to have so many supposed nieces. \n

\n Jeeves carried on walking\ndown the corridor. He tried to walk past the door. He really did. But\nlust and curiosity got the better of him. He found himself kneeling\ndown, and putting his eye to the keyhole. \n

\n He could see a pair of\nbuttocks, draped over the end of a four-poster bed, the buttocks\nfacing in the direction of the door. They were covered by a pair of\nwhite cotton drawers, drawn tight over the firm mounds. As Jeeves\nwatched a long wooden paddle came down on the buttocks, eliciting a\nsharp cry of pain. The paddle was being wielded by the mistress of\nthe house, of course. \n

\n Jeeves suspected that his\nmistress knew that he watched these perversions. Of course neither of\nthem had said anything, and neither of them ever would. But why\nposition Victoria so that her buttocks were towards the door and\nkeyhole, if not for an unseen audience? \n

\n A couple more strokes went\ndown in quick succession, impacting on the cotton-covered buttocks.\nEach one wrenched a cry of pain out of the young woman. But she\nstayed where she was, draped over the end of the bed. She was not\ntied down, but did not attempt to get up and run away. \n

\n “It is time for the cane,\nyou naughty girl.” Lady Masterson said. There was some moan from\nVictoria. “We’d better take your drawers down. We don’t want to\nget blood on them, do we?”

\n “No, please…”\nVictoria said. But she was ignored. Lady Masterson pulled the cotton\ndrawers down to Victoria’s knees, revealing her backside in all its\nnaked glory. Jeeves could see each reddened buttock, and the fading\nlines of an old caning. He could see the dark thatch between\nVictoria’s legs, and a pink hit over her nether lips. And he could\nsee that dark brown star of her arsehole. He could see it all. His\ncock was now standing to attention, in his butler’s uniform. Jeeves\ndid not touch it, not wanting to cause any embarrassing stains. \n

\n Lady Masterson moved\nbriefly in front of the girl, blocking Jeeves’s view for a second.\nShe had fetched a cane. He heard it whistle through the air, in a\ncouple of practice strokes. The bare buttocks twitched in masochistic\nanticipation. Then the cane slashed down to strike across those\nformerly pale mounds. This was not some love tap, but a vicious blow,\ndelivered with all the force in Lady Masterson’s arm. The scream\nwrenched from Victoria’s mouth spoke of the agony which she had to\nbe feeling. Her legs kicked, but she kept the position. Jeeves could\nsee a thin red line where the cane had struck. Thin\nred line was what\nWellington had called his troops. It was funny the thoughts which\ncould go through a person’s mind when you were watching a young\nwoman being caned on her naked backside. Jeeves banished the random\nthought and concentrated on the show.

\n Blow after blow rained down\non Victoria’s buttocks, each one as vicious as the last. \n

\n “Final one.” Lady\nMasterson said, after she had reduced Victoria’s backside to a\nbloody mess. That one hit the underside of the cheeks, causing\nVictoria to jump and scream at the same time.

\n “You had better remove\nyour drawers.” Lady Masterson said. “You will only get blood on\nthem if you pull them back up. In fact, you had better give them to\nme…”

\n Jeeves got up off his\nknees. Lady Masterson would soon be exiting the room, and Jeeves\nwanted to be gone by then, as he valued his position. He decided to\ngo and check on the wine cellar until his erection subsided. Nobody\nwould see him down there. He knew that Victoria would not be wearing\nany drawers that day, and possibly not again, while she was at the\nmanor. It had been noticed, by one of the maids, that Lady Masterson\nhad a collection of cotton drawers which were not hers – the\nmistress only wore silk. Jeeves suspected that these were trophies\nfrom the succession of nieces who had stayed at the manor. He\nwondered just how long Victoria would stay. He supposed that, like\nthe others, she would remain until Lady Masterson tired off her, and\nwanted fresh flesh to torment. There seemed to be a lot of young\nwomen in the world willing to submit to such treatment. It did help,\nof course, that Lady Masterson was exceedingly wealthy.

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\nLater, that night, after Lady\nMasterson had retired for the night, Jeeves was in the servants’\nquarters, enjoying a late night repast before retiring to bed for the\nnight. He went to bed before his mistress, and was up before her. And\nall for his £40 pounds a year…

\n Jeeves was not alone as he\nate his sandwich and picked onions. Sally the chambermaid was in the\nroom, as well. All of the other servants had gone to bed. But Jeeves\nliked Sally, as she had a saucy and irreverent cast to her character.\nIt had been Sally who had informed him about Lady Masterson’s\ncollection of her nieces’ underwear.

\n “She’s been at it\nagain.” Jeeves said, by way of a conversation starter.

\n “Tell me what you saw.”\nSally said. Her eyes were bright and eager. She liked to hear about\nwhat went on, on the other side of that bedroom door.

\n “You know that it is not\nmy place to tell.” Jeeves said. But this was nothing but a game\nwhich they played. Sally always asked. And Jeeves always told. “It\nis naughty for you to ask.”

\n “You can spank me later.”\nSally said. “Tell me what you saw.” \n

\n Jeeves glanced at Sally, to\nsee that the maid already had a hand down underneath her\nchambermaid’s dress, frigging away at her crotch. He sighed. The\ngirl was incorrigible. But that was why he liked her. \n

\n “Very well.” Jeeves\nsaid. “This is what I saw…”

\n Jeeves described, in lurid\ndetail, everything he had seen through the keyhole. He left out no\ndetail. In fact he might have invented a few. Sally took in every\ndescription on those acts of pain. By the time that Jeeves finished\nSally’s face was flushed, and she had stopped frigging herself. It\nwas clear that she had cum.

\n “You are a very naughty\ngirl” Jeeves said, looking at Sally.

\n “Yes.” she said,\nhanging her head, and trying – and failing – to look embarrassed.

\n “And what happens to\nnaughty girls?”

\n “They get spanked.”

\n “Well, I’m not going to\nspank you through your clothes.” Jeeves said. “Get out of your\nclothes.”

\n Sally got out og her\nchambermaid’s uniform as quickly as humanly possible. The busty,\nblonde chambermaid stood naked and unabashed before the fully clothed\nbutler. Jeeves could smell the heady aroma of female arousal. He was\ngetting turned on himself.

\n “Over the knee.” Jeeves\nsaid.

\n Sally draped herself over\nJeeves lap. Jeeves gave her a harsh spanking, as Sally bit on the\nback of her fingers so that she would not cry out. Jeeves was harsh,\nspanking until Sally’s buttocks were red all over, and his right\npalm ached from where it had made contact. Between each spank Jeeves\ntook the opportunity to have a good feel of Sally’s nether regions.\nBy the time that he finished the spanking her nether lips were\nsopping wet.

\n “I can feel your\nsoldier.” Sally said. “He’s standing to attention. I think he\nshould be relieved. But I don’t want to get pregnant. So we will\nhave to do it French style – then Greek.”

\n Jeeves did not say\nanything. But he stood up, unbuttoned his flies, and pulled out his\ngnarled, erect cock. It was thin and long. Jeeves was some thirty\nyears older than Sally. But he could get as hard as any man.

\n The naked Sally knelt in\nfront of Jeeves and took his hard cock into her hot, sweet mouth. She\ngave him the best head he had ever had – in fact, until Sally had\nbecome a chambermaid, he had never had head before. She was very\nskilled, and he wondered how she had become so proficient. But a\nbutler did not ask such things. Instead he enjoyed this illicit\ncarnal pleasure.

\n Sally carried on until\nJeeves was almost bursting. Then she got up, and laid on her front on\nthe table, opening her legs and presenting her arsehole to the\nbutler. As Sally held her buttocks apart Jeeves plunged into her\ntightest hole. It did not take him long before he was spurting his\nseed within her.

\n Afterwards they dressed. It\nwas time to go their separate ways, at least for that night.

\n “How long do you think\nVictoria will stay?” Sally asked.

\n “I hope that she stays a\nlong time.” Jeeves said, as he stared down at a very naughty girl,\nwho always got aroused by tales of what the butler saw. “I hope\nthat she stays a very long time indeed.”

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\nThe End.

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