The Adventures of a Young Dominatrix vol. 3: Discovering Her Power over Submissive Males and the Sensual World of Femdom by PhDomme Emma & PhDomme Emma

The Adventures of a Young Dominatrix vol. 3: Discovering Her Power over Submissive Males and the Sensual World of Femdom by PhDomme Emma & PhDomme Emma

Author:PhDomme Emma & PhDomme Emma [Emma, PhDomme]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2022-05-01T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 6

It was quarter to ten in the morning when a modestly dressed maid offered to lead Cristine into the garden. Cristine checked her appearance in the mirror and had to concede that the long sleep did wonders. She looked as fresh as a rosebud. Quickly, she and the maid were making their way through a labyrinth of corridors, until Cristine was not at all certain how she would ever find the way back to her room again. The maid explained that all easily accessible rooms in the right wing were off limits and no one, not even the servants, were allowed to go there.

The interior of the manor was a stunning display of old antique furniture. The feel was very different than Atleigh's cosmopolitan apartment with its polished surfaces and minimalist design. These corridors were filled with old portraits in ornate golden frames, spanning back to at least the sixteenth century. The manor undoubtedly must have belonged to an aristocrat, Cristine thought when she was passed a grave-looking portrait of a gentleman in a curly mahogany wig, dressed in shiny black armor.

Passing the dining room and a parlor, Cristine entered the garden through a large window door. A beautiful, sheltered place, where velvety, low-cut grass invited an idle moment of daydreaming with a book, was just a stone’s throw away. White furniture was set out beneath a large dark red maple tree with a breathtaking view over the surrounding landscape.

An uncanny sight met Cristine's eye. Atalanta was sipping tea, dressed in a white frilly dress, her golden hair arranged in elaborate curls. She looked like the star of laundry detergent commercial, so markedly different to the heavy metal style Cristine was accustomed to.

Atleigh was standing few steps away, his back turned toward her, with one hand in the pocket of his vest. He was dressed even more formally than usual. From the distance he seemed to be silently contemplating the serene beauty of the Yorkshire nature. When Cristine moved closer, she realized he was talking on the phone. She overheard part of the conversation "... Did Artemisia really think that such a strategy might work? I can hardly believe she would be this thick... Sending such a young, inexperienced boy... But her time will be up soon, and the real fun will begin."

Atalanta who noticed Christine first, gave her a peculiar look. For a brief moment, Cristine thought she was not very happy to see her, but her expression instantly changed into one of enthusiastic joy. Atalanta stood up and walked to embrace Cristine. Wrapping arms around each other, both girls hugged longingly. Pressing their chests against each other, the memory of their erotic encounters came alive and they both began to melt in each other's arms as the moist sexual energy between their legs spurred their sexual instincts to hug each other more tightly.

"Wow, you look... different!" Cristine observed as she gently ran her fingers over the curve of Atalanta's hips. "Ah... this?" Atalanta chuckled. "Atleigh is so



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