I am Victoria Hill.
You may call me Mistress Victoria. Mistress. Miss.
I was born in Bristol England in 1945 just after the end of World War Two.
I had a modest English home life. My father came back from the war and became a brick layer, my Mother looked after me and the house.
I guess my Father had undiagnosed PTSD after the war, and my mother and I found him hanged in their bedroom in Christmas 1952.
This destroyed my mother and she slowly started to lose herself and she was checked into a mental institution in 1961.
At sixteen years old I was moved into a children’s home. Basically an orphanage/school.
I spent nine miserable months there being bullied by the staff and the other girls there, when one day I was brought to the Headmaster’s office.
Inside I was introduced to a woman that I would come to know as Miss Maggie.
“What is your name?” She asked.
“Victoria, Miss.”
She was very nice and we chatted for a bit. Then she asked me to take off my dress. I looked at the Headmaster and he nodded yes. I opened my dress and it fell to the floor. Miss Maggie came over to me and inspected me. She checked my head, my teeth, like she was buying a horse. She put her hands on my medium sized breasts, massaged them and then tweaked my nipples. I was nervous, but aroused. I had never been touched like that before.
She then told me to sit on the Headmaster’s desk and spread my legs. She knelt down and inspected my virgin pussy. I didn’t know at the time, but she was checking to see if my hymen was intact. It was. She then turned to the Headmaster who was watching intently and said, “She will do.”
With that, I was to gather my things and I would leave with Miss Maggie that very day.
We arrived at a large building in the heart of London. I would later find out it was a private gentleman’s club. I was brought in the back entrance and straight to Miss Maggie’s room. It was late, and I was tired from the trip. Miss Maggie took me to the bath and proceeded to wash me with a soft cloth. It was very sensual and relaxing. She then got up, took off her clothes and got into the bath with me. I looked up at her nakedness with awe, She was a little plump but still beautiful. She moved in behind me and put her arms around me and gently moved her fingers across my skin. She rubbed my nipples until they were hard and very sensitive. I was tingling all over. She then moved her hands down my stomach to my pussy. She began to rub my clitoris. I had touched my self there before, but she knew exactly what to do down there. She rubbed me and kissed my neck. I was starting to feel flushed, I was building to an orgasm, but had never had one before. Then I started to cum! My first ever orgasm! It was truly amazing!
Miss Maggie dried me off, my knees were weak and she carried me to her bed. I fell asleep immediately.
The next morning I awoke to Miss Maggie rubbing my clit again. She smiled at me and kissed me gently on the lips. Her lips then trailed down my naked body down to my breasts as she sucked roughly on my nipples. She then trailed her tongue down my stomach and to my pussy.
She started to expertly tongue my pussy. The sensation was indescribable. She licked me for what seemed like hours. I would almost come and she would stop, teasing me.
She then moved up and spread her legs, she moved my head to her very wet pussy. I instinctively started to lick her. She tasted musky and amazing. She proceeded to tell me about the clitoris and the clitoris hood, how to flick my tongue on the clit, but also lick it with the flat of my tongue. She taught me to softly suck on the labia and tongue her very sensitive anus. My first lesson in cunnilingus was going very well, when she started to cum very loudly, squeezing her thighs tightly around my head.
I had not cum yet, and I was told never to cum without permission. My pussy was throbbing but I nodded, understanding.
We bathed together again and she dressed me in a very pretty flowered dress and a pink ribbon in my hair.
She showed me around the rooms. It was clear that Miss Maggie was the Mistress of the house and garnered a lot of respect from the staff and the gentlemen members. The gentlemen were happy to meet me and welcomed me to the club and hoped I would be happy here.
The staff were mostly women, cooks and servers. There were two young men dressed in uniforms, emptying ashtrays and getting newspapers. Everything seemed very prim and proper.
Miss Maggie took me to one of the back rooms, where I saw what the club was really about. Inside the room, there was a woman being mounted by a very large man. He was thrusting into her relentlessly. There were two men sitting in chairs watching the show, smoking cigars. I was mesmerized as this was the first time seeing sex. Then the large man started grunting loudly. Then collapsing onto the bed beside the woman. One of the sitting men got up and opened his trousers releasing his cock, and mounted the woman. Miss Maggie grabbed my hand and escorted me back into the hall.
“Do you understand what this place is?” she asked.
“Yes, Miss.”
“This is your home now.”
I nodded and smiled.
We went back down the hall to another room. She opened the door and there were three men standing, drinking brandy and smoking. I nervously looked up at Miss Maggie.
“It’s all right, Victoria,” she assured me. “They will only be watching us.”
Miss told me to take off my dress. I pulled it up over my head, but used it to cover up my nakedness.
“You are a beautiful young girl Victoria, you should never be ashamed.”
I let my dress drop to the ground. Then I pulled my knickers off without being asked. They smiled at that.
Miss Maggie took off her clothes except for her corset and stockings. Then she led me to the bed. She lay me on my back and spread my legs. The men moved closer to have a look at my young body. Miss Maggie massaged my breasts and rubbed my clit. I moaned a bit. The men seemed to be enjoying the show. One man rubbed his cock through his trousers. I started to whimper a bit, I felt like I was going to cum. She told me to beg her to cum.
“Please, Miss! Allow me to cum!”
I was almost crying. When she moved her mouth down to my pussy and licked me, I started to buck back and forth and had a very intense orgasm. I think I passed out for a bit, when I focused up, there was only Miss Maggie and a very handsome dark skinned man standing talking. I didn’t hear what they were saying but the man came over to me.
“Thank you, Victoria.” He smiled. “You are a very beautiful girl.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“This is Mister Smythe,” Miss Maggie informed me.
He was very handsome, with darker skin and slightly greying hair.
He lifted me off the bed, He held out his index finger and told me to suck on it like a lolly. I looked at Miss Maggie, who nodded yes.
I sucked on his finger as I looked at his dark brown eyes. He then removed his finger and brought his hand around to my bare bottom. He moved his finger around my tight bumhole and then slid into my anus. I moaned, as my eyes got bigger. He smiled at my reaction.
With that, he leaned over and kissed my forehead. Then he turned kissed Miss Maggie on each cheek and left.
The rest of the day was a blur. I was carried to Miss Maggie’s room and I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up a few hours later as one of the page boys came in. He was very thin, had pale skin and bright red hair. He took off all of his clothes and laid down on a mattress in the corner of the room. He looked at me but didn’t say a thing. In the dim moonlight, I saw that his hand was stroking his long thin cock. He was looking at me as he moved his hand slowly up and down his cock. I was watching in awe as he masturbated and played with his ample balls. He moved his hands faster and began to moan a bit, then he let a series of louder grunts as hot cum spurted from his cock head, all over his stomach and chest. It was amazing to see. He cleaned himself up and turned and went to sleep. I drifted off to sleep, thinking about the day, not knowing what was to come.