Elizabeth Mayfield Monologue

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Elizabeth Mayfield walked outside to observe and reflect on the magnificent, imposing grandeur of the Barrister Mansion, it’s size and centuries old history. From its architectural majesty to the graveyard of Barrister ancestors, she felt an exhilarating sense of pride and satisfaction that she, the governess for young Edward, had risen almost immediately to run the massive estate. With Edward Barrister, Sr. gone for at least two years, and more than delighted to find someone like her who could control his son’s incorrigible behavior, Elizabeth didn’t hesitate one minute to impose her will on young Edward and the female caretakers of the mansion. She had stripped young Edward of his clothes and his dignity and established a daily routine that …show more content…

Nude, she stood across her bedroom for a few moments, staring at the equally nude boy with conflicting emotions. She had felt empathy for him and had grown rapidly fond of him, but at this moment she felt a different side of herself coming out. A twinge of excitement between her legs felt good, really good in fact. It was not empathy she felt, but a sense of entitlement she was being afforded and the associated new sexual stirring she was experiencing. Marlene put on a bright red bra and pantie set, red blouse, black leggings, and knee - high brown walking boots, all the while looking at Edward to make sure he didn’t try to turn around and peek at her. She could see that Elizabeth had put fear in the boy and that gave her assurance that she could keep him under control. Of course, the bizarre leash attached to his balls would help, she mused to herself. Edward had his forehead leaning against the wall the whole time, with his eyes closed tight, fighting the temptation to try to look at this girl that had captivated his mind and his peter, as he called it. He heard her removing her clothes one item at a time and an image of her being nude like what he had seen only in classic art books caused his erection to quiver, throb and ooze a pearly thick clear liquid from its tip. He felt his body shake from a combination of excitement, shame, and

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