ALICE - A PAUL PURPLE STORY

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[ part 17 ]

Paul

I was sitting in the lounge area of the Penthouse suite, talking to Margaret. �She isn�t too sure of herself, is she?� Margaret said.

�No, she does need her confidence raised slightly, I�ve tried to do what I can, but it�s something she had to learn for herself. Anyway enough about Alice, what�s the latest on Liz? Your last message wasn�t encouraging.� I said as I was worried about the young girl.

�They say there�s nothing wrong with her legs, she�s just convinced herself that she can�t walk, I�ve tried psychologists but all they say is that she has to make the breakthrough, but she won�t talk to them.� Margaret said with a sigh.

�Hasn�t she said anything that you can think of?� I asked her.

�No. Until today she�s hardly spoken, which is why I was most surprised when she talked to Alice, it�s as if she was almost herself . . . and as for talking out in the court-room . . . I nearly fainted when I heard her.� She wiped away a tear, �I�d almost given up hope of hearing her voice again.�

�I can�t claim any responsibility for that, Alice has a very good personality, it must have been something in that which started Liz. Also the fact that she doesn�t know about Liz or you so she isn�t daunted by you.� I added smiling at her.

�You think that makes a difference?� She said looking at me, �You�re not put off by who I am!� She stated.

�What can I say? I�m used to people and how they behave, you�re a normal person just like me.� I said sitting back in the chair and watching her, she laughed.

�You know if everyone who met me was like you I could almost. . . . It hasn�t been easy you know, after my husband and son were assassinated I thought my life would collapse completely, it�s only been Liz that�s kept me from giving up.� She confided in me, somehow she felt relaxed in my company.

�She�s a very lovely girl, but after this morning I find your description of her completely different. She was very chatty.� I said.

Margaret looked wistful, �Yes she had changed, she seemed almost normal. I don�t know what it is that Alice has. . .� Just then a cry from Liz�s bedroom could be heard, I recognised it for what it was but it was obvious that Margaret didn�t as she jumped up from her seat and almost ran to the bedroom door.

I followed her as she opened the door and stepped inside, �Oh MY!� She said and was about to dash further into the room when I stopped her. �But . . . look at what she�s doing to my daughter!� She said her voice just above a whisper.

�Liz is alright Margaret, Alice isn�t hurting her!� I looked at the scene before me, Liz was fast asleep with one leg over Alice�s back, I raised my voice slightly - so not to wake Liz - �Alice, when you�re finished will you come into the lounge?� I said seeing her nod her head.

I took Margaret back into the lounge and poured her a drink which I placed into her hands, �Now tell me what you thought you saw?� I asked her.

�Well Alice was . . . was. . .� She gestured to the bedroom, �I mean girls aren�t supposed to . . . to . . .� She took another drink from her glass.

I sighed, �Margaret, you knew that the girls I produce are sexually aware and in many cases enjoy it.� I began.

�Yes, but I said you couldn�t take her virginity!� Margaret protested.

�And so I haven�t, Alice is a virgin, I can�t say she�s pure, but she is used to pleasing women and girls. I do train sex slaves, but Alice is slightly different.� I heard the bedroom door opening, �But there was something that you didn�t see!� I told Margaret.

While she was trying to think, Alice came into the lounge, Margaret gave a gasp as she saw the naked girl. �Master, I am here.� Alice announced herself, rather unnecessarily but she did it right.

�Thank you Slave Alice.� I said telling her that I was acting as her master. She bowed her head and stood in front of us, her legs slightly parted and her arms behind her back waiting for orders.

�Ali . . . (cough) Alice, why are you naked?� Margaret asked her, Margaret�s voice was slightly high pitched before she cleared her throat.

�Mistress, my Master asked me to join you as soon as I could, I had to ensure that Liz was sound asleep before I could get here, I didn�t have time to dress, but anyway mistress this is my normal uniform.� Alice said.

I spoke to Margaret, �Alice is correct, she did exactly as I ordered her, she had to come here before even thinking of dressing, you�ll notice she�s not uncomfortable like this even standing before you, whereas you�re not used to this . . . are you?� I asked her

�N . . . no, I�m not.� She said keeping her eyes on Alice. I could see her face blushing. I began to feel like the Devil tempting Christ in the desert. �Margaret, how long have you been without a lover?� I asked her.

�How dare you . . . How can you ask me a question like that?� Margaret said her face colouring up.

�Mistress, please, my Master isn�t trying to proposition you, he�s asking a question that might have a bearing on why you are reacting as you are, I�ve been trained to respond to advances made to me, your eyes are looking at me in such a way that you show me that you are interested in me. I�m sorry if I�m embarrassing you but I have to tell you what I think.� Alice said.

�She�s telling you the truth Margaret. As Slave Alice she cannot lie to you or me, otherwise she�s useless as a slave to anyone!� I told her.

Margaret looked at me and then at Alice, �Is that true?� She asked.

Alice smiled, �Mistress that demands an answer that is useless, I would have to say yes, but you would have to decide if I was lying or not. But may I ask why I�m disturbing you?�

Margaret went to look away from Alice before answering, �I�m disturbed because I like looking at your body, it isn�t something that a woman should do!� She said.

I shook my head, �Margaret, ever since Queen Victoria decreed that there was no such thing as lesbianism there has been a resistance by the British about that side of society.� I said.

�But, I�ve never . . .� Margaret said.

�You�ve slept with Liz haven�t you?� Alice asked, I kept quiet - although a slave shouldn�t ask questions I realised that she had something in mind.

�Well . . . yes I have . . . but only because she needed company.� Margaret said hesitatingly.

�Liz told me that you said she squirmed too much; did you notice where her hands were?� Alice asked earnestly.

�Well . . . err . . . it isn�t some. . .� Margaret�s voice petered out.

�You did look at her didn�t you?� Alice asked again. Margaret looked ashamed and dropped her head, Alice was by her side immediately, �It�s alright Mistress, you did nothing wrong, it�s just something that�s been pushed into your mind, you should learn to adapt and change when change is needed, as it is now.� Alice said quietly.

�But . . . I can�t force my daughter . . . not after all she�s been through.� Margaret said, showing that she had thought about such things.

�Margaret! She would welcome it, she craves company that�s why she�s been so withdrawn, she needs someone to love her again!� Alice said making Margaret raise her head so quickly that I thought she�d hurt a muscle.

�What do you mean again? Has somebody been molesting my child? Who was it? Do you know?� Margaret demanded, �I�ll make them pay!� She declared.

Alice went down on her haunches in front of Margaret. �Mistress, is this an order to your slave?� She asked.

�Yes . . . No . . . Oh Alice please tell me, do you know who it was.� Margaret was torn now.

Alice turned to me, �Master I think I know who, but I�m not sure that Mistress can take the information right now.�

I turned to Margaret, �This is important to Liz, Margaret what would happen if you started to turn on her because of her past life?� I said to her.

�But I love my daughter, she�s all I have left . . . I wouldn�t turn on her.� Margaret said, her motherhood starting to assert itself.

I nodded to Alice, �Mistress, I am speaking as Slave Alice now with all that implies. . . . Liz was very close to her brother John, wasn�t she?�

Margaret seemed uncertain as to what Alice was saying, �Well yes, they had to be, their father and I were always busy, they were left with tutors and the staff at home most of the time. . . but it wasn�t as if they couldn�t cope with that.�

Alice nodded, �Of course not Mistress, but what of love, did you both love your children?�

Margaret looked shocked, �That�s an outrageous thing to ask, of course we loved them . . .�

�But Mistress, if they were left alone so often . . . how would they know? Who could they turn to for love . . . if not themselves?� Alice asked and dropped her bombshell at the same time.

�You mean . . . John and Liz? But they�re so young? She wouldn�t know about such things?� Margaret said

Alice sighed and shook her head, �Margaret, when I was at school we used to laugh and giggle about sex, and that was when I was nine! We knew what was done and how. I would think that your children had access to computers?� Margaret nodded her head, �And it�s very simple for children to get onto sites that they shouldn�t. There�s no reason why they wouldn�t learn the facts of life and try to copy them!� She finished.

�But . . . John and Liz . . . They wouldn�t? . . . Would they?� Margaret said.

Alice went onto her haunches and faced Margaret, she was back in Slave Alice mode now. �Mistress, After I had given Liz her bath she told me she was tired, I took her to her bed and was going to leave her to pick up our clothes but she wouldn�t let me. As she fell asleep she brought my hands to her pussy and began to rub them with it. She started dreaming about her brother. I decided to relieve her feelings by sucking her off, as I did so I checked for her hymen . . . it was missing.� Alice was telling her story, but Margaret stopped her.

�Some girls lose it early, it�s all due to exercises. . .� Margaret said,

�Yes Mistress, but there are some remnants of the skin left . . . Liz had none, what ever opened her had been repeated several times, but of course at her age she hasn�t yet menstruated so there�s been no problems. . . . Then after the accident she lost her brother and lover, a double blow. And she�s been lonely ever since.� Alice finished.

�Alice, why did you put Liz�s leg over your back while you were performing on her?� I asked her sounding as if I was changing the subject.

Alice looked at me, puzzlement on her face. �Master, my hands were busy with Liz�s body, I didn�t have time to move her . . .� She paused as her eyes widened. �Master! When I went between her legs she opened them! She moved her leg over me . . . Master there is nothing wrong with her legs . . . but she thinks there is!� Alice said.

Margaret looked between Alice and myself as if we were mad. �But she can�t move her legs!� She insisted, �She�s never moved them since she was in hospital!�

Alice jumped up and took Margaret�s hands, �Because she blames herself for not dying, she would have given her life in exchange for John�s . . . she doesn�t want to walk because John can�t walk! I know it sounds completely stupid but she wants to be punished because her brother, her lover, died.� Alice said excitedly.

I nodded, �It�s a well known thing, it�s called survivor syndrome, normally found in battle conditions or large accidents, where the person feels they should have died instead of whoever it was.�

Alice nodded, �That�s it exactly master, whenever she talks about the accident it�s always daddy and John, she wanted to die.�

Margaret shook her head, �No . . . no you can�t be right. Liz would have told me if that was so!� She protested.

Alice shook her head, �I�m sorry Mistress, but she knows what your reaction would be, she wouldn�t want you to be angry with her, that�s why she couldn�t tell you.� Margaret mouthed the words �no . . . no!� Alice held her hands, �You couldn�t help your reactions; it was how you were brought up. I can show you what Liz felt . . . if you will trust me.�

Margaret blushed and looked to me, �Wh . . . what should I do?� She asked me.

I got up and walked to the door, �Margaret, Alice is offering you her love, accept it!� I said and left the penthouse.

(ALICE)

I looked into Margaret�s eyes, seeing the fear(?) . . . Yes fear in them. I gently stroked her hair, �It�s alright, alright, just let met guide you.� I said taking her hand and bringing her to her feet.

�Al . . . Alice, I�m not sure about this. . . can�t we just . . .� Margaret was shaking as she spoke.

�Margaret, trust me. I will not hurt you!� I said as if I was talking to a child and, indeed, once I got her into the bedroom I had to undress her and place her onto the bed.

�Please Alice, you don�t . . . don�t . . . please don�t . . . ooooohhhhH!� The last was a gasp as I kissed her face while bringing my hands to her full breasts.

�Relax Margaret, let your body do all the work, don�t try to control yourself, let your mind drift.� I whispered into her ear.

�Alice . . . Alice . . . Alice. . .� Margaret could only repeat my name.

�Shhhh!� I said as I moved my body over hers, ensuring that I touched her completely, feeling her breasts start to react to the skin on skin contact.

I raised my hips slightly to allow my hand to slip between us and I brushed her clit, which I almost missed as it was so small, but Margaret gave a moan as I touched it.

I had read somewhere that beauty was skin deep, now Margaret was very pretty and so I decided to do some skin diving, I wanted to try something with her that I�d only read about, but that she might enjoy. I kissed Margaret on her lips and then started to move down her body, kissing her skin all the way.

I had to linger on her breasts and nipples to keep her excited, but as I rolled my tongue over an engorged nipple I felt Margaret stiffen as her first orgasm struck her, she must be a very sexual person, how she had lasted without any outlet this long I�ve no idea.

I allowed her no time to relax as I moved down her stomach to arrive at her pussy, which was lightly trimmed, I sucked on the small bump where her clitoris was and suddenly it emerged from its hood. I heard Margaret moan again and this time I heard the name Michael.

I now brought my hands into play, alternately sucking and then rubbing Margaret�s clit I then started to insert one hand into her pussy, I knew that Margaret had two children and I didn�t notice any scars on her stomach, so I knew I was safe, I put a finger into her pussy, and then two, three, four and then I added my thumb, I now had my whole hand inside her pussy.

I closed my hand to make a fist and began moving it slowly inside her, using small motions at first, gradually going deeper and deeper until my whole forearm was inside her, I then opened my hand as I touched her cervix, making her gasp with the sensations I was giving her.

It wasn�t easy but I was able to suck on her, now engorged, clit, she was screaming out in her ecstasy, but I couldn�t make out any words.

I pulled my hand out of Margaret�s pussy, finding it coated with her juices as I did so, I curled my fingers as I withdrew my hand, dragging them across her G-Spot which pushed her completely over the edge.

�OH GOD! . . . OH MICHAEL . . . I�M SORRY, SO SORRY! So . . . MICHAAAAEEEELLLLLL!� She screamed out as her orgasm overtook her.

I gently stroked her breasts and pussy while she recovered and then she started sobbing, �Oh god, I didn�t really know . . . I was . . . Oh Alice you don�t know what you�ve done.� She said, �I was always faithful to my husband, and now . . . now . . .� She began to cry.

I cradled her head in my arms and held her close to me, �But Margaret, you�re still faithful to your husband, I don�t count . . . you�re still faithful Margaret, never fear.�

I don�t know how long I was holding her, but she soon cried herself out and I bent my head to kiss her lips, to find that she was soon returning my kisses herself. �But this is so wrong of me.� She said after some minutes.

�Why? We�re girls together we can�t harm each other or anyone else.� I said.

Margaret smiled and kissed me again before she spoke, �But I promised Michael that I would never take another lover again, that I would remain faithful to him.�

I almost laughed but that would have been wrong, �Margaret, he meant male lovers, not female. Tell me did he ever suck on your clit before.� I asked her.

�Oh no, he wouldn�t dream of doing that, but he was a considerate lover, he�d leave the light off and everything so I wouldn�t be distracted from our duty.� She sounded so sincere that I had to ask her.

�What duty?�

�The one to bear children so that the line wouldn�t be lost.� She said, �That was the reason our parents married us.�

This amazed me, �But Margaret what do you know of love? The true feelings that people have for each other? That a man and woman feel?� I asked her.

�I learnt to love Michael he was a very strong man and as I said a considerate lover, as for how a man and woman feels . . . I don�t know what you�re asking.� She said.

I shook my head at that, �But how did you and Michael meet, you must have known other men at that time?� I asked.

�Well I did know him, of course, his family and ours were close and he would be with his parents. I remember having a Coming Out Ball at home, Michael was my partner and we had every dance, mother insisted, it was then that our engagement was announced, there was a ring and photographers there to record it, it was wonderful.� She said.

�And artificial! I supposed that is what you have planned for Liz when she�s older?� I asked her.

�It�s how our families have always been; the aristocracy has to support itself and its houses.� Margaret said, although her voice was rather stiff as she said it.

�And it�s been instilled into you completely, Margaret the idea of arranged marriages is so old fashioned that it�s almost stone aged. What about love, what about being happy with the man you wanted to be with?� I asked

�I was happy with Michael, he was the perfect man for me and we raised two perfectly happy and loved children.� Margaret said.

�Yes fully programmed and not wanting for a thing, except the warmth and love that people can provide for each other, the love that Liz needs to get over the loss of her brother, and the man she loved!� I said which made Margaret stiffen slightly, �You�ve seen how the loss has affected her, she loved him so deeply that she couldn�t bear to be parted from him.� I said sadly.

�Oh my darling, I must go to her.� Margaret said and struggled to get to her feet, I had to help her as her legs were so wobbly from her �treatment� I manage to steer Margaret to Liz�s bedroom, where the young girl was still sleeping but she opened her eyes as Margaret laid down on the bed.

�Oh Liz, I�m so sorry honey, I didn�t realise, you must have been feeling terrible.� Margaret said stroking her daughter�s hair.

�Mum . . . mummy?� Liz said, confusion on her face.

�You should have told me about you and John, I might not have understood but I�m still your mother.� Margaret said, has it been so hard trying to keep it secret.

�Oh mummy . . . it�s been so . . . so . . .� And she began crying out loud Margaret pulled her daughter close to her.

�I know darling, I miss your father too, but we�re still alive and we will never forget them.� Margaret said and then looked at me, �Thank you Alice . . . for everything.�

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I went into the bathroom and picked up our clothing, I also made sure the towels were on the rails ready for drying and that the bathroom was clean and tidy, then I had second thoughts and, after dressing, contacted Room Service to change the towels for new ones. Since I called from the penthouse suite they changed the towels within 2 minutes, I noticed the maid also looked around the bathroom before she turned to me.

�Miss, there�s no need to tidy anything that is what we are here for. But thank you.� She said smiling.

I smiled back, �I know, but as their slave I�m supposed to work as well.� She didn�t look shocked but looked around conspiratorially.

�Welcome sister.� She said and kissed me, �May I ask the name of your trainer?�

�Thank you sister, my trainer was Pauline under the command of Paul Purple.� I said smiling at her and returning the kiss.

�You�ve had a real expert for your trainer, may your mistress be pleased with you.� And she bowed to me before leaving the room.

I wondered at her words and decided I needed more information, I checked on Margaret and Liz, they were still in bed talking to each other I made a discrete cough which made Margaret look up.

�Yes Alice?� She asked me

�Mistress I wish to visit Master Paul, may I have some time off?� I asked her.

Margaret laughed, �Alice, I�m not your mistress and as long as you let me know where you are then you can go anywhere.� She said, �Be back for tea.� She added before turning back to her daughter who I noticed was now stroking her mother�s breasts.

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I got to Master Paul�s door and knocked on it, �It�s open!� Master Paul�s muffled voice called out and so I entered the room, �Just put it on the table please.� He said from the bathroom.

I was about to say something when there was a knock on the door, �Room Service!� A girl�s voice said, I opened the door and directed her to put the food on the table.

The girl looked at me, a troubled look on her face, �I�m sorry miss, I was only asked to bring food for one.� She said.

I smiled at her, �It�s alright he doesn�t know I�m here!� I told her and ushered the confused girl out of the room.

As he heard the door close Master Paul came out of the bathroom and stopped when he realised I was standing in his room. �Alice . . . what are you doing here?� He asked me.

I gave a laugh, �You invited me in Master.� I said smiling at him, �and the room service girl brought your food in.� I indicated the table, Master Paul chuckled.

�I thought you were room service, sit down and share my meal� He said, pulling a chair out for me. I sat down and he sat opposite me.

The food was good and I thanked Master Paul for allowing me to eat. �Alice, I�m no longer training you, I�m no longer your master.� He said.

�I�m sorry Master, but that is how you will always be to me, and it seems I should be proud to be trained by you, you have a reputation amongst the girls here.� I said.

�That�s a lie, I�ve never touched any of them!� Master Paul said in an outraged tone which made me laugh.

�That wasn�t what I meant master, your name has great respect amongst my sister slaves who work here. You are called one of the greatest trainers.� I said clarifying my words.

Master Paul�s face went solemn as I said that, �It might have been true earlier, but with this . . . this curse I seem to have I�m not sure I�d be able to continue.� He said.

I shook my head, �Master, you will control it, I haven�t seen it emerge in the past few days, I wouldn�t worry so much about it.� I told him.

He smiled at me, �Thank you Alice . . . now what happened with Margaret and Liz?� He asked me and so I told him all that I had done.