Bad Girl

Body Control

Taking her hand you head back to her room her hand trembles in yours, and you sit her down on her bed and loosen her hair she notices a few strands of grey and gathers them in her hand staring. 'Where has the time gone? I was once a young girl like you with the world at my feet, a title, money, a husband, now look at me an old woman with nothing.' her voice sounds so defeated. You brush the curtain of hair back from her face and she makes eye contact with you. 'Yes, now look at you, somethings indeed grow better with age.' you lean in kissing her softly on the lips then take off her necklace. 'The first time you met me you hated me, but I'd money so I saw the attraction what use do you have for me now?' You frown. 'The first time I met you we were in a tiny cell it was late and you were screaming like a god damn banshee.' you point out. 'I never cared about your money.' A crinkle forms on her brow she doesn't understand. 'Then what dear? Fame?' You put her necklace away and return to her.

'You asked what use I have for you.' you sit beside her on the bed. 'Yes, I think it'd be best if we placed all our cards on the table to deal with the situation adequately.' her tone is brisk and businesslike. You stroke her jaw bone with the back of your hand and she closes her eyes. 'I've no use for you.' you admit and her eyes flash open. 'Please don't send me back. I will beg if it is what it takes, I will beg you on my knees just not back there.' you run a thumb over her lips silencing her. 'I never had any use for you, I'm in love with you Victoria.' You say the words but it's like you are speaking a foreign language because the words don't sink in. 'I have been in love with you for a long time I care about you, I want you to be happy and safe. I want to protect you.' Victoria nods pretending to understand but her mind is in peril. What do you want? What you say doesn't make a lick of sense. You lean in and kiss her gently again her eyes studying you trying to find something that's not there.

You kiss her again and she returns the kiss unbuttoning the front of her dress for you as you take your top off. Leaning in you kiss her again helping her out of her dress and gently laying her back on the bed. She stares up at you trying to work you out as you kiss her forehead then her lips lying beside her you kiss her neck. She chuckles sometimes and moans others, your hands explore her body and after a while, she starts to reciprocate as she lets her hands wander over you unhooking your bra. Victoria is braless she kicks off her heels. Shifting back on top of her you roll her stockings down tossing them aside then reach for the lace of her corset but she touches your hand. 'Don't it helps me keep my shape.' she explains. 'Is it comfortable?' you trace a finger over the lacing. 'No. Of course not, it's a corset, but I look more appeasing.' you unlace her corset which confuses her. 'Your beautiful.' you reassure her. The Baron had left her incredibly self-conscious about her looks, particularly about her weight. It was important for her to keep a perfect hourglass shape, that's what he demanded.

Opening up the corset she looks away but you toss it aside and spread kisses across her stomach. Finally, she can't take it anymore and exhales the breath she's been holding. 'I'm sorry.' her eyes flicker down to her stomach her voice is a mere whisper. 'It's just and it's not an excuse when women reach a certain age-oh!' you kiss her ribs and her stomach and she closes her eyes letting out a soft moan. Now she is only in her panties. You grab the blanket tugging it over you both drawing her close, wrapping your arms around her your hands resting on her tummy. For a while, she lies still and it takes a while to understand you won't demand more of her but this too is frustrating because she wants more. She takes your hands guiding them between her legs and wriggles her arse against you. Still, you don't react and she looks over her shoulder giving you an annoyed look. Your eyes are closed as you are resting, she wriggles again. The Baroness pouts in anger turning from you and you surprise her grabbing her hips and attacking her neck with kisses.

Victoria squeals and lets out the most joyous laugh as you shift on top of her covering her breasts with kisses she runs her fingers through your hair. She looks so happy and so light, she looks younger than you've ever seen her more playful. You vanish underneath the blanket and in the darkness, it's fun to find a different spot on her body to kiss each time. Victoria jumps letting out a gasp and soon after your hand extends from under the blanket dropping a pair of lacey black panties. The Baroness closes her eyes and grips the blanket her perfectly painted red lips part and the moans start to spill out. She draws her knees up under the blankets, one hand gripping the headboard of the bed. 'Y/n. Y/n! Y/N!' her hips rock frantically and she arches her back as you bring her pleasure in her safe luxurious queen-sized bed.