Regency Romance Omnibus 2018: Dominate Dukes & Tenacious Women

Gee’s head was in Lady Sinnott’s lap. The rich woman stroked her.

“I touch myself,” admitted Gee.

Lady Sinnott reached beneath the running water and insert a finger into Gee’s body. It was the first time besides herself, that someone had penetrated her. It was a rush for her mentally and figuratively. Lady Sinnott knew exactly how to position her hand so that Gee could still be pleasured by the fall of the water. She moved her finger in and out, stroking Gee as the water antagonized her sweetly

With the pad of her thumb, Lady Sinnott gently beat Gee’s clitoris. Gee burst from deep within into rolling spasms. From head to toe, passion swept her, causing her eyes to roll nearly back into her head as her body convulsed. It was ecstasy and she was happy that she shared it. It felt so right.

The women bathed lazily in the tub. When the water cooled, Lady Sinnott released it and filled it again. She bathed Gee with rose scented oil. She shaved her arms and her legs and she let Gee practice on shaving her.

When the bath was over, they stepped out onto the decadent animal furs that covered the bath floor. They dried each other off with generous terries the size of bed sheets. They powdered each other and laid on Lady Sinnott’s sumptuous feather bed to nap.

Except when she was ill, Gee had never slept in the middle of the day before. It was amazing. When she woke, she dressed and resumed her chores for what was left of the day. Neither Mrs. Cox, her boss, nor Jake who had seen her in Lady Sinnott’s boudoir, said a word. If there were comments made, they were never made within earshot of Gee. In fact, no one ever hit on her or made innuendo about her sexual preferences.

Lady Sinnott did not summon Gee for days. In fact there was no word or sign of her; Gee assumed that theirs was a one-time thing. When she laid her head on her pillow the day after the tryst, she felt something underneath. She pulled out the folded paper, from the bank, regarding her new bank account. She could not believe the amount of money she had been given. It would make it difficult to work for a living from then on.

Another night, she laid down and she had a completely new mattress. Her thin mattress on a taut, jute frame was replaced by a feather stuffed one. It was a risk to switch out the mattress. The servants weren’t stupid and they would know what was going on but Lady Sinnott managed to make the exchange and silence the wagging tongues.

Gee found herself straying from the confines of her work to see check for Lady Sinnott. She had gone on a little visit to a neighboring estate for a few days, she learned. When she saw Mrs. Cox dousing her own tea with sugar and it wasn’t even a holiday, she knew that Lady Sinnott had returned. She could not suppress a smile. The rich woman was playful. It made her heart stir.

When she next laid her head on her pillow, on her delicious new mattress, there was another paper under her pillow. This time it was a note, a long-awaited invitation. It read:

“Come.”

Gee dashed on tip toes, racing but making her body light so that she could run undetected through her part of the house to Lady Sinnott’s boudoir. She knocked quietly. The door cracked. Gee stepped in. Lady Sinnott took Gee’s face in her hands and kissed her fiercely.

“I have missed you,” she said to Gee.

“And I you,” Gee replied.

“I have a present for you,” said Lady Sinnott.

“You will spoil me,” she said.

“I intend to,” said Lady Sinnott.

Lady Sinnott dropped her robe and helped Gee out of her clothes. They curled up on Lady Sinnott’s giant bed, underneath the luxurious silk sheets. The fabric felt so amazing against Gee’s naked skin.

“Lay back,” said Lady Sinnott.

She dipped her fingers into a pot that had been warming over a candle, like a potpourri. It was oil and Lady Sinnott touched it and fingered Gee, spreading the oil in and around the aroused entrance of her body. Then she produced a baton that had a tapered end.

“It’s called a dildo,” she explained. “Have you ever seen one?”

Gee shook her head no.

“Would you like to try it? It gives you pleasure. It would give me pleasure if you tried it.”

Ge

e agreed, very curious but somewhat nervous. Lady Sinnott lubed it up with the warmed oil and just as the opening of Gee’s body. She rubbed her clit with it. Gee liked that a lot. Lady Sinnott dipped the end of the dildo into the warmed oil and held it there. The shaft itself was warmed, but not hot.

“I am going to push it all the way in. It may sting a little but then it will feel good,” said Lady Sinnott.

She nudged the warm dildo into her body. She didn’t think it was painful at all. Then Lady Sinnott gave a firm push and Gee felt it full embed. It did smart indeed. It took her breath. Her body tensed. Lady Sinnott stroked her hair, then she bent to extend her tongue to the tip of Gee’s clit. She flicked it back and forth. The pain converted to pleasure quickly and Gee discovered that the ache of arousal that she felt deep within her channel as satisfied by this wicked baton. Lady Sinnott had her coming around the hard length and it was the most exquisite pleasure she had ever known.

She did the same for Lady Sinnott, though they used a dildo of the rich woman’s very own. She had a collection which she showed Gee. Gee’s toy took a place in the cabinet where Lady Sinnott’s special toys were stored.

In the days ahead, the staff prepared for a welcome home party for Lord Sinnott. Gee was filled with jealousy though it was clear the man did not meet all of Lady Sinnott’s needs. Since she was a kitchen servant there would be no reason for her path to cross with Lady Sinnott’s during the course of the party. When a waiter entered the kitchen and requested tea for Lady Sinnott, Gee took over.