Damsels in Distress by Amanita Virosa

Damsels in Distress by Amanita Virosa

Author:Amanita Virosa
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: chimera, erotic, ebook, historical, fiction, domination, submission, damsel in distress, corporal punishment, spanking, BDSM, S&M, bondage, master, discipline, Slave, mistress, cane, whip, roman, victorian, dark, dungeon
ISBN: 9781907753763
Publisher: Andrews UK Limited
Published: 2010-07-31T16:00:00+00:00


Apples and Pairs

‘Look!’ Sally Jones squealed excitedly, peeking around the sheet she’d just hung up to dry. ‘There they go; off shooting again, I expect. Oh Rose, just look at that Joe Drake. Look at the shoulders on him. What I wouldn’t give for an hour in the hay barn with him!’

‘Sally, what are you saying?’ Rose Maynard said in outraged tones as she hefted the laundry basket over to the next bit of line. All the same, she had a good look as well as the two men strode across the lawns towards fields in front of Corving Woods.

‘He is splendid though, isn’t he?’ Sally said dreamily.

‘Yes, yes I suppose he is,’ Rose acknowledged, but her gaze was not fixed on the young gamekeeper’s form, but that of his companion. She gave a heartfelt sigh. Sally was a lovely girl, plumply curvaceous with a creamy complexion and corn-gold hair, and Rose had seen Joe stare hungrily over at her young companion more than once when he delivered game to the kitchens. Sally had a real chance with him; there was no doubt about that.

She watched the men, quite distant figures now, as they climbed a stile, Joe passing the guns over to Mr Caversham as the dogs milled excitedly around them.

The squire was a different matter altogether, and Rose returned to the laundry with a sigh. He was so handsome, so indifferent and aloof, so far above her station in life that she knew she could entertain no hopes at all in that direction.

Rose had been at the hall for almost a year now, yet she had not thought much about Mr Caversham until that day the previous week when the hunt set off from the hall. Ordered to serve drinks to the mounted throng, it fell to Rose to hand the master his stirrup cup. He looked down at her from Thor, his massive chestnut hunter and, just for a moment, she found herself impaled by his imperious gaze.

‘Stop dreaming you two!’ Mrs Bunyan’s sharp voice cut through Rose’s reverie, and the girls quickly got on with hanging up the linen. ‘Bone idle, like all young girls these days,’ the miserable woman grumbled. ‘In my young day the least hint of slacking would earn lazy chits like you two a damned good leathering. A few cuts of the birch or belt would soon buck your ideas up, depend upon it.’ The housekeeper glared at them, her long black skirts and hair, worn in a tight grey bun, always seemed to belong to another altogether harsher age. The glint in her slate-grey eyes left Rose in no doubt how bitterly Mrs Bunyan regretted the fact that times had changed, and that a housekeeper’s powers to punish under-servants had waned. Still, the girls waited until her stiff black back had vanished before breaking into fits of giggles. The housekeeper might no longer have the authority to order them a flogging, but she could still make life quite difficult enough for lowly housemaids.



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