Poor Lady Jane. Barely twenty two. Married two years and still childless. Cook said it was because Lord H was impotent though how she knew was unclear...The meal finished and the family retired. I took my supper with cook and the maids downstairs.I went to bed confused. I had expected to be dismissed instantly for insubordination.I could not comprehend the Dowager’s reaction. Normality returned for a few days until both Lord H and Lady Jane went hunting.I was in the kitchen when the Dowager’s. ’ he said firmly. ‘I can’t have you in pain all night.’ She turned around shyly and lifted her shirt to bare her butt to him. He put some cream on his hands, spread it and then applied it carefully on her reddened cheeks. The sudden cold made her flinch and tighten her bottom, which caused a burning sensation to spread through it. ‘Relax.’ he said softly. ‘It’ll feel better soon.’ She nodded and sniffed, wiping away her last tears and tried to relax, letting the cool sensation of his creamed. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, she gave me permission to shoot my load, but at the last second she let go of my twitching member, ruining my orgasm. I looked down through the bars and watched as the cum oozed out of my tortured cock and onto the scraps in the bowl. ‘Good boy,’ Mistress laughed as she began feeding me from the bowl. First she fed me the scrap of green leather. I chewed it for several minutes before swallowing. Next she made me eat the cuff from the. We stood face to face until it was his turn to introduce himself. His voice matched his smart dress sense - crisp, confident and word perfect with a typical BBC radio / TV accent. I was totally mesmerised by his voice and his overall persona. The only piece of information I managed to retain was his name, David.Introductions over, the organisers dismissed us for the evening. David came over, extended his hand and warmly shook my hand.“Hi Christine, I’m David. I recognised you from the train,.