The Countess and the Caretaker - part fifteen

She finished the cup of coffee she was drinking, and rang the
little glass hand bell that was on the table beside her.

The maid came running and the Countess told her to take away the
dirty cup. The maid went to pick up the cup, but stopped
mid-action and threw herself at her Mistress' feet, kissing
them frantically and begging for permission to speak.

The Countess knew what she wanted - it had been nearly a week
since her last orgasm, and she was getting extremely frustrated.
Her Mistress had made it perfectly clear, however, that she
should go the whole week, but if she was to be allowed to come
before, then it would also incur some show of disapproval.

The maid, although extremely feminine, was still a man, and
would be treated as such in matters referring to her sexuality.

After some fifteen minutes of begging and grovelling, the
Countess gave her verdict. The maid was told to take all her
clothes off - it was never considered appropriate to stain or
soil female clothes - and to lie on 'her' back, under the
Countess' feet.

Stripped of all his finery, it was very apparent now that this
was indeed a mere man, with a very large erection. With her
shoes still on, she began to toy with the erection, teasing and
prodding, and stopping every time he was on the verge of coming.

The Countess, being a fair person, asked him one last time if he
wanted to change his mind and go the whole week, if not she
would have to show him what she thought of men that were unable
to comply with her instructions.

He was, of course, at this stage driven to near distraction,
teetering as he was on the verge of coming. It was inevitable
that he would endure almost anything to gain his sexual release,
and while swearing eternal devotion to her, indicated his
willingness to bear her disdain in whatever form she chose to
show it.

So, with a last little kick, she indicated that he should follow
her into the bathroom. She then made him lie on his back in her
spacious bath, pulled down her own panties and sat on the edge
directly over his head.

While she showered him in golden rain, she told him exactly how
she felt about men as an inferior species. He was told to
manipulate himself during this whole process, but he was so
excited that he came before she had finished.

The Countess did not move before she was ready, and when she did
she turned the cold tap on to rinse him off, which made him yelp
and jerk.

She then turned and walked out. He knew he must clean himself,
clean her bathroom and then present himself to her fully
dressed, for inspection. He would then - for her pleasure, 
resume his female life.

Half an hour later, the maid was again dressed and the Countess
declared herself pleased with her appearance. The maid then
took the dirty coffee cup and removed it to the kitchen,
curtsying and thanking her Mistress for her time and the
privilege of being able to serve her.