Date: Sat, 17 Feb 2007 16:52:38 -0800 (PST)
From: LeAnn McLane <leannmclane@sbcglobal.net>
Subject: Jean Engels Part 3

Jean Engels  Part 3 (F/F inc. d/s) By LeAnn McLane

                           Jean

 The next day Jean was up early as was her habit from living in the
country. She took the opportunity to tour Mona's mansion and see all the
accumulations of wealth. When she came up on the inviting swimming pool
with its clear, blue water, she believed herself to be the only one out of
bed and pulled off her clothes and dove in. She was startled when Mike, the
handy man approached the pool. Embarrassed by her nudity, Jean hunched down
under the water as much as she could.

Aware that Jean and her mother were merely poor relations come to sponge
off Mona and that Mona had a big grudge against them; Mike decided to push
the beautiful girl around a little bit. "You'll have to get out now, Miss,
I need to shock the pool."

Dreadfully afraid of electricity, Jean scurried out of the water and ran
into the house, naked as the day she was born. Inside, she did not know
where to go as she sneaked around, hoping no one would see her nakedness
until she could find some clothes. She certainly could not go out after her
own with that howling maniac out there laughing at her.

"What are you doing down here naked?" Mildred, the cook, almost screamed at
her when she came out of the kitchen and saw her.  Mildred was only aware
of Mona's previous plan to inflict as much drudgery on this girl and her
mother as possible. Mona had asked her about any tedious tasks that had to
be performed around the house. With every imaginable labor saving aid,
Mildred could not think of anything. Mona had instructed her to find
something, even if she had to unplug some appliances.

The cook assumed that her nakedness was just another aspect of her
punishment. "Get in here and get these potatoes eyed and peeled. We need
them for breakfast." She commanded the terrified girl.

"But I'm naked; I didn't know I was supposed to do this."

"You've had time this morning to get yourself dressed but I suppose you're
trying so hard to please Miz Mona, you can't be bothered to wear
clothes. Bet you were hoping to run into the Miz so you could tempt her
into sucking your pretty pussy, weren't you? Get your naked ass over here
and get busy!"

Jean hurried to do the woman's bidding before she exploded in her awesome,
constant anger. Mike had followed her and he sauntered into the kitchen
after she was safely occupied with her assigned chore. Jean did not dare to
move or try to cover herself from his leering gaze as she was afraid to
stop peeling the potatoes.

"What are you sniffing around here for?" Mildred asked the handyman.  "Miz
Mona said to work these poor relations, not molest them. The poor girl
don't need you in here drooling all over her."

"She's so pretty." Mike commented, as though that excused any kind of lewd
behavior.

"Yes, she is." Mildred seemed to finally notice. "She's pretty as a peach
but I have work to do and I can't have you in here underfoot so get on out
and take care of your own business."

"I want to fuck her." Mike uttered as those his mind had been arrested by
the concept and unable to conceive of anything else.

"What?" Mildred screamed. Jean noticed early that the cook was a large
woman, thick-waisted with humongous breasts but she only now realized how
pretty she was in the face. Then she realized that she and the handyman
were involved with each other. "What do you mean you want to fuck her? Do
you think I'm made of stone? That I can give you my deepest love and you
can shit on it like it's nothing compared to this precious little piece of
girlish pussy?"

"I don't give a shit about you, I want to fuck her!"

"That's not what you were saying yesterday when you said you would truly
love me if I'd let you fuck me in the ass. I leaned over this very table
and suffered the fires of Hell as you jammed your cockroach cock into my
ass, you goddamned ass wipe!"

"So I had to say that for you to give me a real piece of ass. You're not so
young you think a man means what he says in a moment of passion."

Without warning Mildred swung her meaty fist into Mike's jaw and he
crumpled like a dishrag and slumped to the floor. "I've got a strap-on that
Mona makes me keep down here when she wants to use it on me." Mildred said
to the naked girl as she reached inside a bin and pulled out a fake cock
with straps all over it. She lifted the handyman up and laid him over the
table as she undid his pants and let them fall to the floor.

As Mildred pushed his underwear down, Jean was fascinated by the only cock
she had ever seen. She had to turn away, however, and hide her face from
the piercing screams as Mildred savagely impaled the man's asshole with her
large cock.

"Oh, please, Millie, let me up, let me go. I'll never do anything like this
again. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please, please stop." His pleas fell upon deaf
ears as the cook continued to savage his ass until he passed out from the
pain. Then she pulled out and shoved him out of the kitchen.  Jean heard
his footsteps running down the hall.

Breathing heavily, furious, highly aroused, the cook turned her lustful
eyes on the fantastically beautiful, naked girl trapped in a corner of the
kitchen. Jean was paralyzed with fear after seeing the way the woman had
man-handled the seemingly strong, well-built Mike.  Mildred's deep
disappointment with Mike's fickle love seemed to turn into resentful hatred
for the girl of such mind-bending beauty that she could have any man on
earth crawling on his knees just at a glance from her soul-stirring eyes.

"Why does a useless whore like you have everything and I've got nothing?"
She asked between clenched teeth.  As she approached Jean, the girl was
frantically searching for some way to appease her. She remembered Jake and
how enamored she had been of her beautiful body so she stood up and tried
to present herself in a lust inciting pose.  She spread her legs and
presented her gorgeous pussy but the fury of the woman was
unrelenting. When she reached Jean, Mildred placed her hands on the girl's
shoulders and applied sufficient pressure to force her to her knees. She
wrapped her hand around the base of her cock and thrust her hips as she
guided it to Jean's lovely lips.  Thinking her situation hopeless, Jean
suddenly saw the swaying cock as her only means of escaping the wrath of
the woman.  With some urgency she opened her mouth and allowed the head to
be thrust against her tongue and the back of her throat, struggling to keep
from choking.

Somewhat mollified, Mildred settled down as she pumped her hips, working
the cock in and out of the beautiful girl's mouth. She looked around the
kitchen as unconcerned as a man taking a piss in a urinal.  Perplexed at
her own strange arousal to be treated like this by the woman, Jean began to
suck more avidly, stroking the cock with her tongue as though the woman
could actually feel it. She uttered a tiny moan of desire and Mildred
seized the moment.  Roughly she yanked the cock out of the sucking mouth
and pulled Jean to her feet. As she pushed her to the table and forced her
to lean over it, she wet her fingers and began to massage the girl's
asshole. Jean started crying in panic,

"Please don't do my asshole. Please, please, I couldn't stand it. I've
never had anything stuck up there. Just fuck my pussy, will you?"

"Hush, now, shhhhh, I'm not going to hurt you like I did Mike. I think you
need this and I want to reward you for being such a good cocksucker, and
liking it.  Why, I imagine when I get through doing your asshole, you'll be
coming down here every day begging for me to do you again."

The tip of the cock pressed against Jean but would not penetrate the tight
ring of muscle. "Now, Honey, you're going to have to relax and let me in. I
could bounce a quarter off your asscheeks if I had one. You need to just
let go, relax, let the muscles of your rear feel like they're melting,
becoming soft and compliant. Why don't you turn around and suck some titty
for a while until you become more relaxed." Mildred suggested as she
unfastened her bodice and reached in to bring out one of her huge breasts.

Jean gratefully accepted the reprieve and hurled herself against the
monumental tit, hoping to arouse the woman so much that she might take her
mind off fucking her ass.  The voracious mouth was all over her highly
sensitive tit.  Mildred was surprised at her own arousal, she normally
didn't like pussy sex but had it forced on her constantly by other members
of the household.  All the maids love to get at her huge tits and Mona
would make her let them. None of them had ever elicited this kind of
response from her.

Jean desperately conceived a plan and had to force herself to utter, "Sit
down on the table and let me suck your dick some more. I really love to
suck on it." The cook gradually yielded to her expressed desire and worked
herself back onto the table, one large haunch at a time. Just as she
settled herself and before she could take hold of Jean with her arms or her
legs, Jean bolted out the door and ran for her life towards the front part
of the house.

In her headlong flight she rounded and smashed straight into Mona.  Her
cousin seemed a little dazed as she recovered herself, sitting on the
floor. The sight of Jean's magnificent nude body crouched solicitously over
her cleared her mind in a matter of seconds.  "Not that I have the
slightest objection, but what are you doing naked and why were you running
full tilt down the hall?"

Jean had no choice but to relate to her what the cook and the handyman had
tried to do, she could not think of a story that would explain her
condition, though she was extremely fearful of retribution if she got the
cook in trouble. Maybe Mona accepted that behavior from her cook against
her other employees because Jean knew good cooks were hard to find. Yet the
look of fury she saw on Mona's face told her the cook was in trouble.  Mona
stormed into the kitchen as Jean retreated to her room to find some
clothes.

"Get Mike in here and I want an explanation for what went on between you
two and my extremely welcome guest."

"But you told us to make her miserable. She came in here naked, I thought
you made her go around like that.  Please, Miz Mona, we were just trying to
do what you said you wanted."

When Mike came in, he explained how Jean came to be naked when he drove her
out of the pool. His defense was also that he thought they were expected to
torment her unwelcome guests.

"Well, I suppose it was my fault for not explaining the change in plans but
both of you should have checked with me before you stepped as far beyond
the pale as you did.  So tonight I want you both in my room where you will
strip naked and submit to the cane wielded by Jean. I doubt if she will
hurt you very much since she's such a pussy herself but I want her to know
for good that she has nothing to fear from either of you. I want you both
to be subservient to her and convince her of that fact. If I ever hear any
tiny rumor that either of you have ever attempted any form of retribution,
even a verbal insult, I guarantee you will be flayed alive and driven off
the property by my own hand."

The two miscreants gulped and agreed.  That night in Mona's room, all the
maids were gathered against one wall and were twittering nervously in
hushed, expectant tones. Mike and Mildred were ushered into the room by
Mona and told to strip. Some gasped when Mike pushed down his pants and
underwear but most had seen his long dong much too often. Quite a bit more
interest was aroused when Mildred took off her dress and stood in her
panties and bra.  This was due to the sexual preference carefully
cultivated on the premises since Mona took charge.  Mona unhooked Mildred's
big bra and pulled it off to rain stinging slaps to the woman's big
breasts. The watching maids had to clench their thighs rigidly together to
relieve the pressure of their arousal as they watched the quivering mounds
bouncing under the blows.  Many of them had sucked on those huge breasts
and most of them would like to again.

"Bend over the table now!" Mona screamed. Mike and Mildred hastened to
obey.

The little gathering was completely stunned when Mona opened the door and
brought in Agatha and Jean.  Agatha looked quite sexy wearing a lovely
dress with a short skirt loaned to her by Mona.  She was greatly
embarrassed by the attention she was receiving.  When Jean entered wearing
a black bustier with sheer black hose the little crowd hushed in rapt awe
of the exquisite perfection of the girl.  Her gorgeous, flawlessly rounded
thighs were framed in black suspenders and ignited a rush of arousal in the
assembly.

"This is my Aunt Agatha and her daughter, Jean. They are quests in this
house and are to be treated with the same respect you show to me." Mona
announced and everyone read between the lines to know this cancelled all
previous discussions about how these new guests were to be treated. Mike
and Mildred here are going to learn how I deal with people who show
disrespect to my guests."

"But you told us before," Mike started to say in his defense but a
withering look from Mona convinced him to hold his tongue.  From a cabinet
Mona extracted a thin whippy cane that was used only for the most flagrant
violations. She handed the cane to Jean and told her to apply it liberally
to the two exposed backsides.

Jean had disciplined a few farm animals with a stout club but she had never
hit another human being and she was not at all sure about what she was
doing. But as she walked with such magnificent grace and dignity over to
Mona to take the cane, she appeared as confident as a professional
dominatrix. Most of the little maids were biting their knuckles to keep
from crying out their raging admiration for her superb beauty.  Many even
bent slightly to see better how the cut of the bustier in back exposed
quite a lot of the delightfully curvaceous hemispheres of her buttocks.

Jean, however, was an unformed, malleable creature and was totally
susceptible to the excitement of the crowd.  She whistled the cane in a
mighty arc, cutting deeply into Mike's buttocks and eliciting a gasp from
the maids and a mighty cry of havoc from the man.  Warming to her task, she
gave a slicing, singing swing to Mildred's exposed ass and she screamed
like she was being drawn and quartered.  Jean continued with the cane and
applied such vicious force that the maids almost had to turn away from the
carnage and they would have if not for the compelling sight of Jean's
gorgeous breasts that threatened to spill out over the edges of her
bustier.

After Jean stopped, Mildred started to rise and make a hasty exit. "Hold
your place!" Mona warned, "She's not through with you."

Then she brought out a huge strap on and knelt to fasten it around Jean's
magnificent hips to the astonished delight of the audience. The sight of
the huge girlcock bobbing tantalizingly from the girl's dazzling groin
created a wave of delirious arousal in the room.  Even Mona began to
fantasize about being on the receiving end of it.

"Maybe you better suck it, Mildred; you want to get it as well-lubed as you
can, considering where Jean intends to put it." Mona warned.

Fearfully, the cook swung around and dropped to her knees and took Jean's
cock deep into her mouth.  Totally unmindful of the spectacle she was
making of herself, she worked to get the cock as wet as she could.  All too
soon, Jean told her to get back over the table.  Mildred complied and
reached back to stretch her asscheeks as wide as possible.  When Jean
penetrated her, she screamed like she was being rent asunder but the
penetration actually began to arouse her most baser instincts.  Soon she
was moaning in delirious ecstasy as Jean worked the big dick in and out of
her asshole.

"Oh, yes, yes! Fuck me, fuck my ass, I love it. You can fuck my big ass any
time you want to."

Mildred's eager acceptance made Mona realize how her `punishment' had
back-fired, Mildred could only moan as Jean gave in to the moment and
fucked the big woman until she passed out senseless and had to be helped
out of the room. The maids were released joking about what they could do to
receive that kind of punishment and Mona rolled her eyes as she wondered
how she was going to control all of them.

			Agatha

"I've never worn anything that skimpy in my life!" Agatha forgot herself
for a minute and was almost defiant to Mona who held up a sexy rendition of
a maid's outfit.

"I can't help it. That's the maid's uniform and you claim you want to work
to earn your keep around here."

"I do want to earn my keep.  I've never been a freeloader but why can't I
just work in normal clothes? That outfit would look fine on a girl Jean's
age."

"Well, Jean is not about to be a maid. I want to get her into modeling. I
have an agency and, with her beauty, it'd be a crime not to share it with
the world."

"I didn't mean for you to make a maid out of her, I just meant the costume
would be more for a girl than a woman of my age."

Mona considered making a concession for her aunt's sake but she still
harbored a pretty strong resentment against her from the way she had been
treated as a child. "But all the other maids wear this costume and they
might get upset if they thought you were getting preferential
treatment. Put it on and let's see how you look in it."

Agatha was after all Jean's mother and supplied half the genes that formed
Jean. Age had not robbed her of a definite appeal and she would have been
considered attractive enough if not compared to her daughter.  She slipped
off her gown and gave Mona a pretty good jolt since she had nothing under
it.  She slipped on the frilly lace panties and pulled them up to her
waist. Then she stepped into the black silk dress and pulled it up and
turned around for Mona to button the back.  The skirt of the costume barely
reached below her frilly panties as she sat down to glide the sheer hose up
her curvaceous legs.  She stood back up to attach the garters that ran down
from the panties. While she did that, Mona wrapped the little white apron
around her thin waist and then pinned on the little white cap." I bet I
look ridiculous."

"Come and look." Mona advised as she led the woman over to the full length
mirrors in the corner of the room.  Mona had intended the costume as a
means to humiliate the woman but was surprised to see how stunning she
looked in it. Agatha was amazed at how beautiful she looked and, for the
first time in her life, she felt sexy. "My goodness," she mumbled, "it's
not that bad."

In fact the sight was so arousing that she reached under the skirt with its
several built in petticoats and felt her pussy to see if she might be
ruining the panties. Unfortunately, she felt quite a bit of moisture
seeping into the panties.

"Agatha! What are you doing? I can't condone you playing with yourself
every time you see yourself in the mirror.  Come over here and let me spank
you for that little indiscretion."  Mona was intent upon extracting some
revenge for the many times the woman had spanked her for doing her chores
less than perfectly when she was eight.

"I was only making sure I wasn't ruining the panties." Agatha protested,
embarrassed to have to submit to a woman so much younger, and kinfolk to
boot.

"Well, suppose every maid stopped and felt her panties every time she felt
a little moisture, no work would ever get done. Maids are disciplined quite
frequently in this house and you need to get used to it.  Now come over
here this instant."  The tone of voice cowed the older woman and she
hurried over to where Mona had sat down in a chair. "The panties don't need
a spanking; slide them down to just below your asscheeks." Agatha meekly
complied and then lay over the younger woman's lap.

Mona began slapping her curvaceous ass with vigor and Agatha felt tears
well up in her eyes, partly from the pain but mostly from the shame of
being spanked like a little girl. However, beneath the shame, the abuse
somehow made her feel more loved and feelings stirred within her much like
she had felt on the bus with Jake and her daughter.  Afterwards, Mona let
her stand and then she opened her dressing gown and exposed her naked body.
Agatha just looked at her in stunned silence, with a gnawing hunger growing
in her own naked pussy.

"After someone is disciplined in this house, they always thank the one that
disciplines them."

"Thank...thank you for whipping me."

"No, I mean if it's me or my mother, you suck our pussy. If it's Jack, her
husband, you have to let him put his dick in your mouth."

"But I've never done either or those things."

"You've never been a maid before, either, but I expect you to learn."

Totally admonished, Agatha got on her knees between Mona's lovely thighs
and leaned forward to tentatively touch her mouth to the woman's bare
pussy. "Open your mouth and move your tongue around my lips."

"Yes, Ma'am, like this, Ma'am?"

"Ooooouu, that's very good. You may be a natural born cuntsucker. Yes, do
that, get my little clit right in your lips and pull on it."

After bringing Mona to what she thought of as a tremendous orgasm, Agatha
felt extremely proud of herself.  She loved the way she looked, the way she
had bravely taken the spanking and the way she had brought the woman off.
She just preened as she went about her assigned chores.  Later Jean came in
and said, "Momma, Mona said she had to give you a spanking this morning.
Did it hurt very much?  She gave me some salve to rub on your buttocks."

"I don't need any salve.  It was just a light spanking.  It hurt my pride
more than anything else."

"No," Mona insisted. "She said that spanking damages the muscles in your
ass and the salve will help prevent that. She says she doesn't want to pull
a pair of panties down and uncover a blotchy, discolored ass to spank."

Agatha resigned herself to the indignity and pulled her panties down and
bent over. Jean approached her and began massaging the salve tenderly into
her roundly protruding asscheeks.

"Momma, if you're going to do this kind of work, you're going to have to
behave yourself and not be getting a lot of spankings."  She said as she
began to work the salve deep into the cleft of her mother's ass.

"She didn't spank my asshole but that feels so good."

"Bend over a little more and let me slide a finger in you." Jean suggested,
feeling strangely aroused by touching her mother's ass.

Agatha complied by bending over enough to touch the floor, "Oh, honey,
you're sure learning a lot from the perverts in this house.  That's making
Momma so hot. Just slide it in and out like that."

"Mona said you also sucked her pussy for her. Did you enjoy sucking a pussy
and being a nasty slut for your niece?"

"I didn't mind. I really liked getting her off, it made me feel so
worthwhile.  Especially after she's done so much, taken us in and give me
this fine job and all. She said maybe there would be a salary. We could
save every penny because we have no expenses."

"How come you've never sucked my pussy? Do I have to spank you first?"

"Just give me a couple of swats to get me in the mood."

Jean slapped her ass a few times and then said, "That should be enough,
Momma, I don't have any more salve and I don't want to risk bruising your
lovely ass.  Just go ahead and get down on your knees. You can take my
panties down now if you want to."

Even while suffering a little chagrin to be bossed around so blatantly by
her onetime totally dependent daughter, Agatha's work habit and
unquestioning obedience to authority was too deeply ingrained.  She
reluctantly slid off the gorgeous thighs and knelt between them.  Perhaps
Jean had lost respect for her because she apparently liked to be
spanked. Well, that was just too damned bad, life is far too short to
please everybody so you might as well please yourself. If she liked letting
Mona whip her, then she was going to do things to get spanked and Jean
could just get used to it.

She lovingly lowered her daughter's panties and leaned in between the
spreading thighs and started licking the top of her pussy until the clit
began to erect and slide out of its hood, then she put her lips around it
and pulled on it like Mona liked. Jean became highly aroused, placed her
hands on her mother's head and began to fuck her pretty face by thrusting
her pelvis forward. Agatha wrapped her arms low around Jean's hips and
began to vigorously squeeze her luscious buns. "Put a finger in my ass. Oh,
yes, what a nasty mother you turned out to be. I should have spanked you a
long time ago."