Vera waited in Robert's bed chamber. This one room is larger than the old ferryman's cottage she had spent her whole life in, she thought. The furnishings we're sumptuous, the fabric heavy, bright and colourful. The washstand and chamber pot we're large too and made of the finest china. She could hear Robert's muffled voice coming from the adjacent chamber as he spoke to one of the other house servants. Her stomach churned with anxiety even though she knew the real reason she was there and accepted this change in her young life. Her mind wandered to the circumstances that had brought her to this point:
...barely a month had passed since Robert had taken Vera's virginity by the sun kissed riverbank at the old ferry crossing. A month in which much had transpired! Her father, in spite of a doctor sent by the manor house to tend him, had sadly succumbed to his illness, leaving her an orphan. Vera tried to keep the ferry running for the few who still used it but it's sad state of repair finally caught up with her. The old and frayed haul rope broke away and the ferry drifted downstream on the current, colliding with rocks and trees until finally grounding on a rocky beach where it's rotten timbers gave way and it disintegrated.
With no income, the bailiff served an eviction notice on the cottage. Word of Vera's plight must have reached Ropsley Manor because a cart arrived to take her to serve as a chambermaid. Having nowhere else to go but the workhouse, Vera accepted, wondering if Robert had anything to do with it.
At the big house, Mrs Jennings, the housekeeper, sent Vera to bathe, her first ever hot bath! A teenage maid named Linda prepared it for her. Vera was surprised when the girl undressed and joined her in the tin tub but as Linda explained, it was customary for the staff to share their weekly baths so as to conserve the firewood used to heat the water. Vera didn't mind. If she could have a hot bath once a week she'd be happy to share it with anyone!
Sitting behind Vera, Linda washed the young child's thin body with a finely scented soap, a far cry from the carbolic soap she was used to. Linda made sure to clean Vera thoroughly, especially, it seemed to Vera, her chest and between her thighs.
It soon became apparent that Linda was deriving some sexual pleasure from caressing Vera's body in this way. Vera hadn't even thought that sex between two girls was possible but she certainly appreciated the experience as it brought back welcome memories of the riverbank and feelings that Robert had awakened in her. Vera sighed accepting the intimacy and lay back against Linda's ample bosom imagining the maid's probing finger in her young vagina was Robert's penis. It wasn't long before Vera experienced the now familiar rush of pleasure usually elicited by her own fingers.
Linda had Vera turn around, pulling Vera's hand between her thighs. Vera knew what she wanted her to do but found it very strange yet oddly exciting to touch another girl's vagina in this way. She slid her finger between Linda's plump nether lips, rubbing her clitoris in little circles just as she did to herself. Linda's orgasm came quickly and loudly as she humped her vagina onto Vera's outstretched hand, splashing soapy water from the tub onto the bathhouse floor.
The two girls were to share a room, much to Vera's delight as she'd enjoyed their playful encounter in the tub. Most nights the two girls would share a bed and happily finger each others vaginas to multiple orgasms. Wonderful though this experience was, Vera longed for Robert's penis but he was nowhere to be seen!
Over the days that followed, Vera was shown what her duties were to be and she learned them diligently. The good food and cleanliness meant Vera's health gradually improved and she was looking less gaunt than she had in her previous impoverished life. Some of the other servants referred to her as "Master Robert's fancy", sometimes with a knowing snigger, sometimes with a sneer. Vera knew the accolade earned her no privileges and that she was expected to work hard.
For the first few weeks Vera didn't see Robert or any other family members, performing her duties quietly behind the scenes. Then, one day, the housekeeper told her she was to have an audience with Lord Cheshire, Robert's father. She was assured, though, it was just routine, the old man liked to cast his eye over all the new staff and give his seal of approval.
Mrs Jennings ushered Vera into a vast room whose walls were lined with shelves containing more books than she had ever seen before. A number of large leather chairs were grouped around the room, all vacant but one, placed close to one of the large windows. Silhouetted against the bright sunlight streaming in from the garden was the figure of an old man. A cloud of cigar smoke enveloped the chair and the room stank of its acrid odour.
"Come closer child " The old man wheezed. Vera, urged on by a gentle shove from Mrs Jennings, approached the chair and curtsied as she'd been taught. "So you're the young waif Robert wanted to rescue from the workhouse."
"My lord." Vera curtsied again.
The old man asked Vera about her duties and whether she was settling in. She answered truthfully and thanked the old man for allowing her the opportunity to work at the manor.
"Think nothing of it child." The old man smiled. "If you work hard and do as you are bid you'll be well looked after here."
"Thank you sire." Vera curtsied.
"So... I wonder why young Robert has taken a fancy to you? Let's see shall we... take of your clothes child."
Vera hesitated, shocked that he'd asked her to do such a thing. She glanced to Mrs Jennings who scowled back and gave her a quick nod of the head to say 'hurry up!' She began hesitantly disrobing from her maids uniform, the housekeeper taking each item of clothing from her. Finally naked and blushing brightly she stood still before the old man's unfaltering gaze.
"Hmm... she is a pretty little thing Mrs Jennings." The old man muttered as he gazed at her small developing breasts, barely more than cone shaped bumps, and her hairless vagina.
"She is my lord." The housekeeper replied. "Master Robert has chosen well."
"Come closer." He commanded Vera.
Vera stepped up to the leather chair. He gently fondled and squeezed her immature breasts, teasing her small, puffy nipples to stiff points. His hands, though wrinkled felt warm and soft, unlike the rough calloused skin of her father's hands.
The old man's hand moved down between Vera's thighs, cupping her sex. Vera gasped as she felt his finger probing between the delicate folds of her hairless vagina and pushing up inside, amply lubricated by her slick juices. "Ah... I think my son has already made a woman of you." He remarked. Vera blushed deeply.
She moaned softly with mounting desire as the old man continued to finger fuck her. This was new pleasure to Vera, something neither Robert or Linda had done to her! The old man sat back, abruptly withdrawing his finger from her vagina. He pulled his trousers open and his penis sprang out, stiff and red. Vera's eyes went wide! This was the first time she had properly seen an erect penis having barely caught a glimpse of Robert's as he'd hurriedly dressed by the riverbank.
The old man's penis looked big with a network of veins protruding through the skin. The head looked bulbous and red with a clear fluid seeping from a small slit at the top. It throbbed gently as though it was alive.
The old man took her hand and wrapping her fingers around his stiff shaft. "Hold it firmly and move you had up and down." He commanded. Vera thought it very strange how the silky soft skin moved so freely over the rigid shaft of his penis. She continued stroking him for several minutes as the old man groaned in obvious pleasure, directing the child to "Hold it tighter!" and "Faster!".
Just as Vera's hand was getting tired the old man leaned forward, telling Vera to kneel down. She did so but didn't know why he wanted her on her knees. "Quick, open your mouth child!" He said as he pulled her head down to his penis. The juice slick head pressed against Vera's lips and she glanced sideways at the housekeeper who gave a quick 'get on with it' nod. The old man's penis barely fit in her mouth and she tried to pull aways but the old man held her firmly. "Lick it!" He gasped. "Let me feel your tongue licking it." It tasted a bit tangy and slightly salty to Vera but she tried her best to please the old man.
He wrapped his hand around hers, encouraging her to continue stroking his shaft but much faster than she had done by herself. Vera felt the old man's penis start throbbing and he groaned loudly. Suddenly she felt something squirt into her mouth filling what little room was left. She had to swallow whatever it was to stop herself from gagging but no sooner had she gulped one mouthful another squirt of fluid filled her mouth. It was too much for Vera and she managed to pull free. A third and fourth jet of fluid erupted from his penis, landing on he lips and cheeks.
The old man collapsed back into the leather chair breathing heavily, leaving Vera to deal with the mess of semen in her mouth and on her face. She wiped her cheek then examined her fingers. The white gooey substance looked just like the mess that had leaked from her vagina and ran down her thighs after Robert had fucked her. Back then she though it had come from her own body but now she realised it must have come from Robert's penis.
"You did well child. You can dress now." The old man smiled. Mrs Jennings gave Vera her clothes. "She'll make a fine personal maid for Robert I think Nancy." He nodded to the housekeeper.
Vera returned to her duties with a happy heart. She was very much looking forward to seeing Robert again!
The bedchamber door opened bringing Vera back from her reverie. Robert walked in and stopped to gaze at her. He smiled and her heart skipped a beat wondering if he recognised her or even remembered her.
"Vera!" He exclaimed. "You look well. I trust you are being looked after by the household?"
"Yes sire." She grinned, happy that Robert did indeed remember her.
"My condolences for your father." Robert said compassionately. "I did ask for the doctor to visit."
"Thank you sire. The doctor was very welcome, he greatly eased my father's pain and made his passing more bearable."
"When I heard of your misfortune I asked my father to bring you into the household staff... I hope you didn't mind?"
"Thank you sire." Vera was humbled. She knew Lord and Lady Cheshire were well liked within the community for their generosity toward the common people.
Robert seemed a little embarrassed by Vera's presence so she busied herself preparing for him to retire by pouring him a basin of hot water to wash and turning down his bedsheets. As Robert washed, Vera quickly removed her dress so when he turned around she was waiting by the bed wearing nothing but a simple cotton shift. Their eyes met and in that moment Robert knew Vera had accepted her role.
He sat on the bed and drew her close, running his fingers through her fine red hair. He gently stroked her soft lightly freckled cheek, his hands sliding down her slender neck to her shoulders then onto her chest. He caressed her nipples through the thin fabric of her shift, teasing them to little points. His hands continued down, slowly exploring her flat tummy and slim hips. One hand cupped her pert bottom, pulling her closer still so his cheek pressed into her chest. His other had slipped between her legs to trace the shape of her vulva through the shift.
Vera's cheeks turned red with embarrassment even though she had longed for this moment for weeks. It still felt strange to be touched intimately like this in spite of the many times she and Linda had indulged in mutual masturbation. Robert's exploration of her was tentative and naive unlike Linda's sexual caresses or his father's wanton groping.
Robert lifted the hem of Vera's shift. She raised her arms allowing him to remove it altogether. He pulled her to the bed, laying her on her back as he continued his exploration and once again Robert knew the pleasure of sucking those delightful plum size little girl breasts into his mouth.
His hand again slipped between Vera's thighs, this time with a gentleness he hadn't displayed by the riverbank. He ran his fingers up and down her smooth hairless vulva then eased her nether lips apart to gaze upon the tiny bump of her clitoral hood, wondering what it was! He traced his finger around the entrance to her vagina and wondered how his penis had entered such a small opening!
Vera, desperate for more, took Robert's hand and showed him how to rub her clitoris in little circles. "Oh yes!" Vera sighed. "Faster... rub it faster!" She pulled Robert's head back to her chest. "Oh, suck my breasts." She gasped. Though this was nothing different from the way Linda pleasured her most nights, it felt so much better with Robert doing it.
Suddenly Vera cried out in extract as her orgasm exploded. The sight of her small body convulsing struck Robert as being very similar to the orgasmic release he so enjoyed whenever he wanked his penis. He was naively surprised to realise that a girl could experience the same feelings as a boy!
Robert's penis was throbbing with need. He gazed upon the welcome sight of the naked 11 year old red headed child lying on his bed, legs apart, vagina wet and inviting. He desperately needed to fuck her or he would end up shooting his seed over the milky white skin of her little breasts, a thought that was of itself appealing but would keep for later.
He quickly pulled his breeches down and crawled between Vera's thighs. His penis slid between the soft, welcoming lips of her vulva, seeking the tiny entrance to her vagina. He entered her slowly, unlike the rushed urgency of the riverbank, savouring the hot, wet tightness of her childish sex.
Vera gasped as Robert's penis penetrated her for only her second time. She thought she could remember every detail of their previous encounter but his stiff, hot pole seemed to fill he abdomen to capacity. He began pumping into her, slowly at first but increasingly harder and faster as his need grew. Robert grunted a deep animal growl as she felt his penis spasm deep within her filling her vagina with his hot seed.
Later, as they've lay naked in Robert's bed, Vera was drifting off to sleep with her back cuddled into his chest. Robert idly fondled her immature breasts as he slowly humped his groin against the soft pillows of Vera's bottom. She felt his penis begin to stiffen once again and slide between her thighs from behind. As he entered her vagina from behind, Vera though contentedly that she very much liked being Robert's personal chambermaid.