His beautiful, cruel governess made it very clear that she couldn’t care less about any degree of sexual embarrassment, humiliation, or pain he was experiencing. To the contrary, she informed him that it was all a necessary part of his penitence for his years of verbal abuse and his condescending attitude directed at the female working staff at the Barrister Mansion. She told him repeatedly he deserved what he got and his masturbatory excesses further necessitated her actions. His disciplinary mistress had informed him his “dick” was no longer his, that she had taken ownership and control of it for his own good. The guilt he felt was overwhelming. Elizabeth Mayfield was a master in the art of exploiting his shame. The only male at Barrister Mansion, the young unclothed boy felt like he had no one to turn to except for maybe Marlene, who was only a year older than him. Still, even she had to abide by Elizabeth’s rules in her treatment of him. She was sympathetic to his plight at times, but even then, she enjoyed seeing the frequent, involuntary erections which Edward found so embarrassing.
“Marlene, I know you are anxious to take Edward for a walk, but I want you and Edward to meet Lady Felicia before you leave,” Elizabeth said.
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“I need to talk to you, Marlene said, but she was temporarily distracted when she looked down and saw his penis so far extended that she wondered if it hurt.
“Does that thing make your willie hurt, ” she asked, gently taking his penis in her hand and lifting it up, curiously looking at its underside and his taut balls.
Edward sucked in his breath and said, “just the tip.”
Marlene touched his glans with her thumb and forefinger, immediately sending a sensual shock throughout the sexually sensitive area.
“I would take that off, but you know I can’t,” she told him apologetically, as she put her hand on his thigh, causing his penis to slightly throb and twitch.
“Yes, I know you can’t, but it’s not your fault,” Edward responded.
“Edward, I know some things that lie ahead for you that are going to make things even worse for you, Marlene said.
“What kind of things?” he asked.
“I will tell you that Lady Felicia is here because my mum invited her and she is not here for just a social visit. That’s all I can say.”
Marlene could see the fear in Edward’s