BDSM Story – The Hounds Of Melbourne Grange – Chapter 1

The Hounds Of Melbourne Grange – Chapter 1
by desire

Anna sipped her tea as she sifted through the job section of the local papers. She desperately needed a job, her finances were very low after the break-up of her relationship. He had really taken her for a ride and now she was virtually penniless. She wondered how much longer she could afford to keep the flat going. Suddenly she straightened up as an advert caught her eye.

“Broad-minded mature female required for live- in housekeeper position in remote country property. Other inside and outside help kept. Must like animals, especially dogs. Ring for personal interview. Good remuneration for right person. Must be able to drive.”

“Now there is a job for me,” she thought to herself as she reached for the telephone. She dialed the number hoping the job had not gone. A gruff voice answered and she quickly explained who she was and why she had called. The person on the other end told her interview times and how to get there by rail and she would be met at the station. He asked her how soon she could start if she got the job. She replied as soon as he liked, so he told her to bring things and be prepared to stay for a few days.

She thought she’d better get things organised just in case she got the job. She looked around the kitchen, mentally making a list of what needed doing. With a bit of luck she wouldn’t be back for a few days. As she worked her way through the list she began to speculate about her new employer to be. She hoped she would be able to get on with him, she really needed this job. Questions crowded her mind, what was he like? How big was the house? How many staff were there? Why did she have to be broadminded? Now that was the one that intrigued her most.

Next day dawned bright and clear. A good omen for a new start in life she hoped. Anna left the house carrying her suitcase, saying a mental goodbye to the place where she had been so hurt.

On the train she tried to read but found herself staring out of the window as the countryside sped past. Leaving her town behind there were fields, houses, more fields, until she reached her destination. She hoped she would recognise her transport, hoped it would actually be there. She was beginning to feel apprehensive, she had spent nearly all her remaining money on the one way ticket here.

As Anna stepped off the train she realised that she was the only one to get off. A young good-looking man approached her.

“Miss Martin I presume?” Anna smiled at him.

“Yes and you I take it are my transport?” He took her suitcase from her;

“Follow me please, the car is just over here.” With that he moved off. Anna shrugged her shoulders and followed him hoping they weren’t all as unfriendly as he was. He opened the door of a silver Mercedes and she climbed in the back.

“What’s your name?” She asked.

“John miss,” he replied.

“Is it far?”

“About five miles Miss”

“John please call me Anna.”

“Sorry Miss I’m not allowed, Masters rules I must be respectful.” With that he closed the window between the front and back of the car. Anna settled back and wondered about this master who seemed to be so strict.

The car pulled up in front of a pair of large iron gates, which slowly swung open. As they approached the house she had her first glimpse of Melbourne Grange. It was an imposing house, four storeys high with many chimneys sticking up from the roof. The large oak doors stood at the top of a short flight of steps, with colonnades either side. In the extensive grounds men were working, and she saw a couple of other men walking dogs. One had a pair of Irish Wolfhounds, the other a pair of German Shepherds.

“Must be security,” she thought to herself.

John took her case and led the way up the steps. The doors opened and inside were stood two men. One was an imposing figure, over six feet tall, shaven headed and in his mid-forties. The other was also tall but younger and obviously junior to the first one.

“Welcome Miss Martin, I am Mr Carter the butler, this is Joseph. He will take your bag.” She turned to thank John but he had gone.

“Joseph take Miss Martins bag upstairs to her room.”

“But I haven’t got the job yet,” she said.

“No Miss, but there isn’t another train until tomorrow, so you will have to stay the night. Tea is served in the drawing room Miss if you will follow me. The Master will be with you shortly. He is with the dogs at the moment training them.” With that he turned and led the way across the marble-floored hall to a set of double doors. He opened them and ushered her in.

“How do you like your tea, or do you prefer coffee?”

“Tea is fine thanks, white with two sugars please,” she replied. She settled herself in the comfortable armchair that he indicated and waited while he poured her tea from a silver pot that was sat on a small table. He handed her the cup and saucer and she took it hoping her hands wouldn’t shake too much and spill it. As she sipped the hot tea, grateful for it’s comforting warmth, she looked around the room. The walls were covered in pictures of dogs, all breeds, shapes and sizes. She gazed at them fascinated.

“So Miss Martin you like my pictures?” a voice boomed out. She jumped and turned her head to see a tall man in his fifties, with piercing blue eyes and white hair coming towards her. In one hand he held a riding crop and a leash dangled from the other.

“Just been training some of my bitches. Some of them take a while to learn the basics.” He laughed. “Now Miss Martin tell me a bit about yourself, experience, likes, dislikes life history etc.” Anna started to tell him about herself, and as he watched her he tapped his riding boot with the crop. He asked her about family and close friends and Anna told him she had none, well none that would miss her.

“Excellent now Miss Martin what do you like sexually?” Anna stopped talking abruptly and looked at him.

“I beg your pardon, but I really don’t think that is any of your business, and is nothing to do with my getting this job.” He leant forward and fixed her with his hypnotic gaze.

“My dear Miss Martin everything about you is relevant to you getting this job.” He held her gaze with his piercing blue eyes and she felt herself wanting to tell him everything.

“Now answer my questions with a yes or no. Do you understand?”

“Yes” she replied.

“Good. Do you like sex?”

“Yes.”

“Oral sex?”

“Yes.”

“Anal sex?”

“Yes.”

“Have you ever had sex with an animal?”

“No.”

“Would you like to?”

“No.”

“Do you like being spanked?”

“No.”

“Being tied up?”

“No.”

“Have you ever experienced these things?”

“No.”

“So Miss Martin how do you know whether or not you like them?”

He closed his eyes and released from that hypnotic gaze she shuddered and closed her own eyes. She drew in a deep breath and looked at him again. He sat back in his chair watching her with a smile lurking about his mouth.

She felt confused as she watched him playing with the leash. What had she said to him?

“Miss Martin how badly do you want this job?”

“I need it very badly,” she replied as she told him of her circumstances.

“Well Miss Martin I would like to offer you the job, but there are a few rules you must obey. If you do not I will punish you in any way I see fit. Do you agree?”

“Am I allowed to ask the rules?” She enquired. He smiled;

“Seems only fair I suppose. One, there are areas of the house that are out of bounds. You will not go into them. Two, you will not interfere in anything you see that is not within your jurisdiction. You will be responsible for the smooth running of the house. You will ensure it is clean, meals are on time and the guests are comfortable and have everything they need. Anything else is the remit of Mr Carter. Three, if you want to leave the house for any reason you will ask permission first. This is as much for your own protection as anything else. Any questions?” She shook her head.

“No it seems reasonable to me.”

“Then Miss Martin welcome to Melbourne Grange. Carter will show you to your room and perhaps you will join me for dinner this evening. I will see you later.” With that he rose gracefully from his chair and strode out of the room. Anna sat there looking after him. It had been a strange interview, she thought to herself. Mr Carter returned to the room.

“Would you follow me please Miss and I will show you to your room.” She rose from the chair and followed him from the room. He led her up the sweeping staircase, along some corridors to a large pleasant suite of rooms that included a sitting room and bathroom.

“Your quarters Miss. One of the maids has unpacked for you, and I will give you an hour to freshen yourself up, then I will show you the house.” With that he left shutting the door quietly behind him.

Anna gazed around the room, going into the fully equipped bathroom, then into the bedroom with its four poster bed.

“Hmmmmm” she thought “very sumptuous for a housekeeper.” As she looked around she had a sudden thought, the maid had unpacked for her. Did that mean she had unpacked her “toys”, the things that kept her satisfied at night, her vibrator and egg? She blushed at the thought and wondered where they were. Maybe she should look in the bedside table drawer. She went over and opened the drawer and sure enough there they were. Well it was too late to worry about it now. Anna decided that a quick shower and change of clothes would make her feel better.

As she showered she was unaware that in a room on the other side of the house she was being watched. Tiny cameras had been hidden in her suite and Mr Carter and the Master were watching her every move.

“Nice body” Carter said, “wouldn’t mind a bit of that myself.” The master smiled.

“Patience, I think underneath that prim exterior is one very sexy lady. I’m going to have fun training that one.”

“Well I had better go and show her around the place, tell her where she can and can’t go.

“Yes” laughed the Master, “and lets hope she forgets so I can punish her.”

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