She frequently sent him subtle hints of her desire; brushing up against him as she passed by, bending forward to show off her cleavage, and complimenting him on his strong build (when what she meant was his powerful legs and tight ass). She was sure that he felt the same way about her, as evidenced by his obvious erection during her latest flirtation.
Unfortunately, along with her desire, the noblewoman felt guilt about having lusty feelings for her married servant.
How could she reconcile the two warring emotions?
Suddenly, it dawned on her that if she was punished for her wickedness, she could give in to her lust for her manservant.
Late that evening, she summoned him to one of the unused bedchambers on the third floor. Dressed in a ivory-coloured, mid-thigh-length gown, cream stockings with black ribbons and bows, and high-heeled bedroom slippers also topped with black bows, the noblewoman covered her shoulders with a wrap before answering the knock at the door. In the open doorway stood her manservant, wide-eyed and obviously nervous.
As he stood before her, she stated in a quavering voice, "It should be obvious to you that I have lustful thoughts about you...and it is also obvious by the quite flattering erection I see, that you have quite lustful thoughts about me".
"As these thoughts are impure, I must be punished. And as you are the source of my impure thoughts, you must punish me".
As she removed her shoulder wrap, her hard, dark nipples, obvious through the thin fabric of her chemise, indicative of her arousal, became more engorged as they were exposed to the cool air. The sight of her nipples drew a sharp intake of breath from her servant.
The noblewoman strode across the room to the foot of the bed, bent forward at the waist, and rested her forearms on the bed. She was a sight to behold; long, shapely legs, rising to the smooth skin of her plump ass, with the beautiful focal point of the full lips of her slit.