Cutler picked up the chair and carried it from his bedroom into the shared bathroom placing it in front of the bathtub where he could get the best view of anyone sitting in the tub. The bathtub had been filled with warm soapy water as Cutler had requested before dismissing his servants to their respective homes. Anna knocked on the door from her side, following his directions to avoid any unwanted attention. Cutler cast his eyes around the room one final time to make sure that everything was perfect before calling to Anna to enter the room.

She stood before him dressed only in her white shift twisting her fingers nervously and biting her plump red lip between her teeth.

"Hello again my sweet," he said.

Anna giggled, "hello again my Cutler." She crossed the room quickly and wrapped her arms around Cutler's neck, pulling his body hard against hers. She could feel his erect cock press into her as she pressed herself to her lover.

"Shall we begin?" he asked, though it was more and order than a suggestion.

"As you wish," Anna replied ever the obedient participant in Cutler's games. "What do you wish for me to do first?"

Cutler smirked wickedly at Anna, his hands caressed her hips, running in slow circles as he appeared to be deep in thought. "Undress me," he said.

Anna returned Cutler's smirk, her hands dropping from his neck to begin untying his cravat. She could hardly believe that he insisted on dressing to the nines merely to order the servants to make breakfast for them and to draw him a bath, and then leave, now she had so much extra work to do. Anna's fingers delicately undid his cravat, removing it from his neck and placing it on the table Cutler was standing in front of. Next she undid his waistcoat, placing it with equal care onto the table. She looked down and noticed that Cutler's shoes and stockings had been discarded earlier. She also noticed when she looked down that his cock was straining against his trousers, she bit her lip in anticipation, knowing one day soon his cock would be inside of her. Cutler quickly caught on to what she was starring at feeling as surge of pride at how long her eyes remained on the bulge in his trousers. Anna tore her eyes away and resumed unbuttoning Cutler's white shirt, removing it and folding it neatly before returning to Cutler. Now her small pale fingers rested on the top button of his trousers, she slowly ran her fingers up and down the line of buttons before dropping to her knees before Cutler. She placed a kiss beneath his navel, trailing her lips down the thick line of hair which disappeared beneath his trousers.

"Anna," Cutler whispered. "If you do not hurry your bath will go cold."

"I do not mind my dear," she said. "I want to give you your share of the pleasure." She popped one button open, kissing the flesh it exposed.

Cutler moaned above her, his hands curling into her hair. "My sweet one," he said with a moan.

"Yes?" she asked. Anna popped another of his trouser buttons open, leaving only two remaining between her and his cock. Again she kissed his exposed flesh, this time giving an open-mouthed kiss with her tongue brushing against him.

"You are truly brilliant at this form of torture," he moaned.

"I have learnt from the best." She popped the third button open repeating her ritual as she travelled lower. She groped Cutler through his trousers, fondling his erect cock and earning a deep moan from him. Agonizingly slowly Anna undid the final button and pushed his trousers to the floor. Cutler stepped out of his trousers, his cock bouncing in the air as he moved. Anna's fingers wrapped around his cock, holding it in place as she leant forward to greet it in the manner Cutler had taught her. In mere seconds she had taken half of his length into his mouth and Anna began to suck on it. She moved her head back and forth on his cock rapidly, her teeth grazing over it gently at the same time. Cutler's fingers twisted tightly in Anna's long hair as he moaned, his hips bucking forwards so that more of him could be inside of Anna's hot, wet mouth. Anna obeyed his moaning command, widening her mouth further and taking all of Cutler's length down her mouth and throat. His length forced her gag reflexes into action but she remained in firm place. As Cutler released his grip on her hair she took the signal as meaning she could move back. She removed her lips from his cock, extending the tip of her tongue and flicking it back and forth over the head of his cock. Cutler's legs shook as Anna's tongue continued to pleasure him so masterfully. In the pit of his stomach he could feel his orgasm approaching.

"Anna stop please my sweet," he said forcefully. "I wish to save my pleasure for later."

"You do not want me to finish you?" she asked. She trailed her tongue slowly over her lips as she starred up at Cutler.

"No my sweet," he replied. His fingers cupped her chin, "thank you Anna."

"You are most welcome," she said with a smile.

Cutler helped Anna back to her feet before tearing her shift from her body so that she was as naked as he. "You should get into the tub now before the water is as cold as ice."

Anna nodded silently, keeping a tight hold of Cutler's hand as she stepped into the tub that he had bathed in the night she had been initiated in pleasure. The water was not as cold as Cutler had guessed it would be as Anna sunk down into the tub. The bubbles had disappeared while Anna had been on her knees, leaving nothing to hide her body from Cutler's attentive gaze.

Cutler passed Anna a bar of soap before sitting down on the chair he had brought into the room specifically for that reason. "Run this over your body," he said.

Anna trailed the soap over her body, across her shoulders, down the valley of her breasts, travelling still lower until it trailed between her legs. Her eyes were trained on Cutler's face, while his eyes were following the bar of soap. Anna smirked, and raised her left leg out of the tub. She sat up, dragging the soap from the tips of her toes slowly up her pale leg. Anna rubbed the soap in circles as she moved it up her leg, ensuring that bubbles were created by her actions. As she reached the top of her leg, before her entrance she began to move the soap back down her leg. Anna watched as Cutler took a deep breath inwards. She began the same teasingly slow process with her right leg. Seemingly satisfied with the job she had done with her legs she trailed the soap back up over her stomach. Next she created a lather on her stomach with the soap, making as many bubbles as possible. Anna dropped the soap, running her hands across her stomach to make more bubbles. She tore her eyes away from Cutler and his cock which stood to perfect attention. Instead she concentrated her attention on the lather she had created. She knew that by now Cutler would be growing increasingly frustrated with her as she had skipped her breasts completely, but his patience would soon be rewarded. She moved her soapy hands up the run slowly over her breasts. She squeezed her breasts, feeling a twinge of pleasure jolt between her legs at her actions. Anna closed her eyes, tilting her head backwards with her lips slightly parted. She pinched her nipples the way Cutler had taught her would bring pleasure and was instantly rewarded, her legs twitching in joy. Anna moaned softly as she continued to squeeze and pinch her nipples.

Cutler's had now held a firm grip on his cock, his own pleasure increasing with every movement Anna made. Ever so slowly he stroked his cock, he did not want to cum this way, but he had never expected Anna to touch herself in such a way. Now that he had seen Anna touch herself once he needed more.

"Touch yourself lower Anna," Cutler said. His voice was a low rasp as he fought to keep control of his body.

Anna's eyes shot open, she had been falling into such bliss that she almost forgot Cutler was there. Her eyes flashed with worry, "I-It is wrong to touch yourself down there," she said.

"Have you ever touched yourself in such a way before?" Cutler asked.

"N-not exactly," she replied. Cutler's ice blue eyes gazed into hers silently requesting further information. Anna took a deep breath before speaking again. "The day that you first touched my bare skin, you left things not quite finished."

"I see," Cutler said with a smirk. "What did you do to alleviate your desire?"

"I used my candlestick holder," Anna blurted out so quickly that Cutler almost missed what she had said.

His eyes widened with understanding, "how did you use it?" Cutler's hand stilled on his cock, knowing that if he continued to stimulate himself things would end much sooner than expected or wanted.

"Around the base there were bumps and grooves, I held the candlestick holder between my legs and rubbed myself against it."

"Now tell me my sweet, did it feel wrong when you did that?"

"No, at least not at the time," she answered honestly.

"May I hazard a guess that the only reason you felt bad afterwards, and the reason that you do not wish to do it now is because you have been told that doing so is bad rather than a more logical reasoning?"

Anna bit her lip, "I suppose that you are correct Cutler.

"I promise that you will enjoy touching yourself my sweet and I will enjoy it as well."

"You won't ever tell anyone?"

"Never in a million years," he said. "I am not in the business of sharing my sweet."

"I know, I just needed to hear you say it," Anna replied. She smiled at Cutler before tilting her head back and closing her eyes. She calmed herself down for long enough to resume the caressing of her breasts. Her hands were slippery as she moved them down her body to her parted legs. Anna pretended that her fingers were Cutler's as she tickled the tips of her fingers up and down the tops of her thighs. Cautiously her fingers dipped between her legs and rubbed up and down her slit. Anna took the very tip of her index fingers and ghosted it over her clit, remembering the movements Cutler had made and mimicking them to perfection. Gradually Anna gained confidence and ran her finger in a circle around her clit, being more forceful with herself and gaining small leg twitches as a reward. She pinched and rolled her fingers over her clit with one hand while the other remained on her breast caressing the hardened peak so softly she shuddered. Cutler did not miss a thing as he watched Anna, from his position he had the perfect view of her breasts as well as what her fingers were doing to her clit.

"Cutler," Anna moaned, still pretending that her fingers were his. Her eyes shot open, she wanted to see him, to see what he was doing. She saw that he was sitting still on his seat, his eyes trained on her body, but his hands were not moving. Anna wanted to watch him stroke himself, once again Cutler had sparked her curiosity for new experiences. "Cutler?" this time Anna called his name as opposed to moaning it, though a hint of a moan was still present.

"Yes my sweet?" he answered.

"I want you to touch yourself," she said plainly. She was not afraid or ashamed to ask him such a thing, she had thrown caution to the wind the minute she had obeyed his request.

"Do you now?" he asked with a wicked smirk.

"Yes," Anna moaned. Her legs twitched as she flicked her fingernail over her clit sending a shockwave a pleasure through her body. The water in the bathtub had began to turn cold, but Anna could not care less. All she wanted was to see Cutler stroke himself until they came at the same time.

"Watch me," he whispered. He wrapped one hand around the base of his thick cock, grunting as the pressure gave him pleasure.

"I would not dream of doing anything else," Anna said with a small giggle of happiness.

Cutler's hand stroked slowly up and down his shaft as Anna's delicate fingers swirled around her clit. They moved slowly in time with one another, Cutler struggling to keep his movements slow. When Anna had taken him into her mouth earlier he had been so close to finishing and whilst he had been watching her bathe, rubbing soap suds across her breasts he had nearly lost all force of will to hold himself back from the edge. Anna seemed to sense his urgency and began to move her fingers faster. She moaned as her fingertips brushed the tip of her exposed clit, finding that was the best place to touch herself she repeated the motion, her legs twitching in ecstatic response. Her hips thrust forwards to meet the movement of her fingertips. Anna's hand dropped from caressing her breast and made its way down to join the other between her legs. She remembered the gentle thrust movements Cutler had made with his fingers inside of her, never deep enough to compromise her innocence, but far enough in to make her squirm with pleasure. Anna placed the tip of her finger to her entrance and allowed her slowly moving hips to thrust forwards. She gasped at the different sensation she was able to create in her own body. Tow month ago she would never had dreamt of doing such things, though two months ago Cutler was not home. Two months ago she did not know whether she would ever see him again. Anna's eyes stayed trained on every move that Cutler made as his fingers coaxed his cock closer to the point of no return.

She speed her actions up to match Cutler's stroking pace and quickly found herself at the brink. Keeping her eyes open and on Cutler, she allowed her mind drifted away, forcing herself to remember the feeling of Cutler's tongue against her body. That thought was the spark that sent her over the edge. The memory of his hot wet tongue flicking rapidly back and forth over her clit began Anna's orgasm. Anna let out a long, loud moan as she came, her legs twitching and her eyes rolling back in her head. Her fingernails dug into her skin sharply as she rode through the intense feeling, her breathing coming in short pants. Slowly she rotated her fingers around her clit, forcing the last of her orgasm to stay with her.

Cutler tensed as he watched Anna's body tremble with pleasure. Her cheeks red with delight and her green eyes moved up from his stilled hand to make contact with his.

"Hold back Cutler," Anna whispered. She rose quickly out of the bathtub, water flowing off her wet body in streams. Cutler cringed in pain as he held his orgasm back, he distracted himself by watching Anna's soap covered breasts bounce with movement. His hands were held firmly at his sides to avoid any contact that would ruin whatever Anna had planned for him. The urge to touch himself was almost overwhelming and becoming more urgent by the second, it seemed to take forever for Anna to make her way over to him. She knelt on the floor between his legs, taking a deep shuddering breath she looked up into his eyes. A gorgeous smile erupted across Anna's face, reminding him of just how innocent she had been when she first entered his bedchambers. Anna was his reward for all the hard years of nothing but work and pain, the things she did to his body a gift he would remember until the day that he died. Such a smile told Cutler that Anna was completely and utterly in deep love with him. Her soft pink tongue slipped from between her lips and ghosted across the tip of his throbbing cock.

"Anna," he moaned tossing his head back and scrunching his eyes closed. Anna's tongue was so soft and wet that such a simple movement threatened to make him cum in a matter of seconds. He fought to hold himself back, he would be ashamed if he came so quickly, he knew that he had more self control than that. No matter the pain it was causing him to hold back from the brink, he would not finish so soon and look a fool. Cutler began to think of things that disgusted him in an attempt to calm down. He thought of Anna's Mother on her knees before him, but the woman's eyes soon turned into Anna's and his attempt was ruined. His eyes shot open as Anna's mouth lowered onto his twitching cock. She placed one hand on his knee and wrapped the other around the base of his cock. She rubbed her thumb over the flesh between the base of his cock and the beginning of his balls, her feather-light touch tickling him in the most tantalizing of ways. His hips bucked forwards as Anna sucked on his cock gently. Her tongue rubbed against the underside of his cock teasingly slowly at first before Anna increased her pace. Much to Cutler's distress Anna then pulled away, her mouth leaving all contact with his straining cock. His hips thrust forwards hoping she would return in that same second, but Anna ignored his silent pleas for satisfaction. Instead she removed her hand from his knee and wrapped them both around his cock. Her thumb caressed the very tip while she placed soft kisses on the underside of his cock, travelling lower to his balls. She flicked her tongue over what she discovered to be the highly sensitive skin above his cock before she lowered her mouth further and took one of his balls into her mouth, sucking it gently, not wishing to hurt him. Once she finished with one she turned her attention to the other all the while her hand stroked firmly up and down his cock.

"Come back," Cutler moaned. He hoped that his request was articulate enough for her to understand his meaning, he simply could not form any other coherent words when she worked her magic on him.

Anna's wide green eyes starred up at him from her current position. Slowly she removed her mouth from his body as well as her hands which she clasped tightly behind her back. Her pink tongue came out of her parted lips ran over them, "tell me what you want me to do Cutler," she whispered.

"Suck me," he replied forcefully.

Anna smirked raising slightly so that she was hovering over his straining cock. She blew a stream of cold air over the very tip where her thumb had been caressing what felt like a lifetime ago for Cutler. He did not think that his cock had ever ached so much before in his life, not even during his years of abstinence had he been so tortured by pleasure. Cutler could take no more of her torturous actions, his hands lashed out and grabbed her head. He saw a flash of fear cross Anna's eyes and his previous zealous died down, instead of forcing her back onto his cock as he had intended, her stroked his fingers through her hair while still holding a firm grip on her head. "Please Anna, I cannot take any more of your teasing. I need your lips and I need your tongue on my cock." His eyes bore into hers, Cutler's intense lust becoming very apparent to Anna. Immediately Anna complied with his urgent request. She took the very tip of his cock between her lips and swirled her tongue rapidly over his most sensitive area. Anna paid special attention to the hole at the tip smirking to herself when she felt his grip in her hair tighten, she had him where she wanted him. His hips began thrusting into her mouth, pushing is cock further down her throat. Understanding his wordless request she began to bob her head up and down his shaft in time with his frantic thrusting. She moved one hand from behind her back to gently massage his balls while she moved the other to stroke the base of his shaft where she just could not reach.

Rapidly his thrusting became more urgent and Anna did her best to meet him, nearly gagging as he slipped too far down her throat. His fingers twisted painfully into her hair, pulling her forward to encourage her to meet his thrusts with more enthusiasm.

"I am close Anna," he panted, his breath coming out almost in gasps.

"Then cum for me Cutler," she whispered against his cock. "I want to swallow everything that you give me."

With those words Cutler thrust himself one final time into Anna's mouth. He let out a roaring moan as he spilt himself down the back of Anna's throat. She moved up to the top of his shaft rubbing her tongue back and forth over the confined tip. His body shuddered as he rode out the extreme pleasure of his orgasm, remaining inside of Anna's mouth until he was utterly spent. Cutler removed his softening cock from her mouth with a soft popping sound which caused a giggle to escape Anna's smiling lips.

"Are you satisfied now my Cutler?" she asked.

Cutler trailed his fingers through Anna's long blonde hair he gave her the smile that only Anna had ever seen, and that only Anna would ever see. "Yes my sweet," he replied. His breathing still came in short sharp pants, evidence that Anna had really given him a work out to remember. "That was truly a thorough job you did."

"I tried my best," Anna said with a pride filled smile.

"And your best you did give," Cutler said. He breathed a deep sigh of satisfaction and allowed himself to relax, feeling as if his body were boneless.

"Have I quenched your lust yet?" Anna asked as she surveyed his body feeling even more pride run through her veins as she saw the slightly dazed look of satisfaction on Cutler's face. He was utterly vulnerable before her, his broad shoulders slumped back, his legs still giving involuntary twitches and his wet cock lay still against his leg.

"Never in a million years will I be empty of lust my sweet, for now my body needs to catch up with my mind," he said.

Anna chewed her lower lip nervously, "but I did satisfy you?" she asked.

"You gave me much more than satisfaction my sweet," Cutler replied. "You drained me."

A deep crimson blush covered Anna's cheeks at Cutler's words.

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I swear that there is an actual plot to this story ... it's just taking me a while to get to it.