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Swiss Mix - Chapters 001-025

Written by DoggyStyle57, February 2010 to March 2010

First Revised edition, August 2011

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Swiss Mix - Prolog and author's notes

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010 (revised August 2011)

This is a work of fiction, and is intended for adult audiences only. If you are not at least 18 years old (or whatever the legal age is where you live for reading uncensored Adult material with explicit sexual content), then close or delete this file now and go find some more suitable reading material. Please.

Still here? OK. This story includes explicit adult scenes and is definitely "not safe for work". It was not originally intended to be wall to wall hardcore porn. The original intent was that most of it would range between a "PG-13" and a "hard R" rating, only occasionally becoming more explicit. However, as the story progressed, it did get decidedly more hardcore, and often is in the XXX rating range.

The sex in the stories is virtually always consensual, 'happy sex' between willing partners, though there are a few brief sections where non-consensual scenes do take place. The characters in the story are all anthropomorphic "furry" individuals (no Humans exist in this world). Many of them have sex with others that they are related to by blood. Many of the ones having sex are still "cubs", or under the normal age limits. Participants freely mate in just about any gender and age combinations you can imagine. Incest and polyamorous relationships are a common occurrence in the story, as are cases of married individuals mating with someone other than their husband/wife. There are several scenes with a boy being forced to dress and act as a girl, or later choosing to cross-dress and act like a girl. Other kinks in the story include Dominance/submission play, bondage, Master/slave play, use of sex toys, and other behaviors. If any of that offends you, or is inappropriate for you to read where you are currently, again, I ask you move on to other entertainments.

This story is meant as an erotic fantasy, not real life. The author does not in any way condone or recommend the real life practice of child abuse, incest or sexual relations with underage participants. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" is almost certainly breaking local laws, and should seek professional help to learn to control and eliminate these urges.

This is a work of fiction, and any resemblance between the characters in this story and any real individuals, living or dead, or any character in anyone else's fictional stories, is strictly coincidental, except as explicitly noted below as content used by permission.

Most of this story is intended as "fan fiction", connected with the School Days comics, by Krezz Karavan, which was originally found at http://www.palcomix.com/ , and which are now available at http://krezzkaravan.com/blog/?page_id=34and https://inkbunny.net/karavan. The locations "Pouncefield" and "Saint Lovejoy Private School", as well as any of his characters, are used with permission, as a work of fan fiction. My thanks to Krezz and the many fans of his comics, as those comics and the art and stories based on them have inspired me to write and to draw once more.

Some of the characters in this story are original characters created by others who have become fans of Swiss Mix, and who asked for one or more of their characters to be included in my story. I will only include other people's characters if they explicitly ask me to do so and give me permission to use those characters.

About the story itself:

This is a very long and detailed novel. As of August 2011, there are over 250 chapters in the story, with each chapter consisting of 4 to 8 pages if displayed in a Microsoft Word document. The entire story arc, when complete, should cover at least 30+ years and three generations of the central character's lives.

I wanted to write a fan fiction story that featured my own characters in Pouncefield, interacting with the characters in the comics, and with a suitable back-story that explained how they ended up in a situation where the boy and his sisters can have an incestuous relationship, with the knowledge and consent of their guardian and at least one of their parents. One of my characters from this story, Karl's son, Hans Bernerholdt, actually has appeared in the School Days comic, in a brief cameo role.

The story centers on a family that is headed by a wealthy, aristocratic adult male (Karl Bernerholdt, age 38 at the start of the story) who loves girls primarily in the 10 to 18 age range; and a young maid in his employ, Cheri LeChow, who is an eleven year old virgin when the story opens. Lord Karl keeps a large 'harem' of young girls serving him as 'French Maids', staffing his mansion and serving him sexually. Lord Karl sincerely loves and cherishes all of his maids, and treats them extremely well, and they all love him and are devoted to him. Though he would prefer to continue this self-indulgent single lifestyle, Lord Karl is forced into an arranged marriage, to provide legitimate heirs to the family line. This is their story.

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Swiss Mix - Chapter 1

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

February, 1996 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Cheri LeChow, dressed in her French maid's uniform, walked gingerly into her employer's study, carrying a wireless telephone on a silver tray. "Master?" she said, softly. "The call, it is for you, sir. Dame Bernerholdt, sir. She insists to talk with you. At once, sir." Her tail was half tucked between her legs, hardly moving. She knew the aristocratic elder woman on the phone had a ferocious temper, much like her son, who was Cheri's employer. She held the tray out for him, shaking slightly.

Lord Karl Bernerholdt had only recently hired Cheri as a maid, and it was her first job ever. She never knew how he had selected her. He just appeared one day, in a chauffeur-driven black limo, and asked to speak to her Parents. He was a true aristocratic gentlefurr, from a family that could trace its purebred heritage back at least seventeen generations. It was a great honor to be a maid in such a noble household, he said, and he had compensated her impoverished parents well for their permission to send their daughter overseas to work at such an impressionable young age. He sweetly promised that he would see to the petite Chow Chow girl's formal education, at some of the best schools in Bern, as well as ensuring that his staff would train her to be a top notch maid. She desperately wanted to do well in the position, both to please him and to make her family proud of her. And so, with her parents blessing, she had left France and her family behind, and come with this charming man to Switzerland, to be his maid. She was only 11 years old.

But now she was terrified of Karl's temper. When he wasn't angry at something, he could be utterly charming, and a true pleasure to work for. He even gave her sweet little gifts, to encourage her improving skills. However, Karl lived in the Bernerholdt Estate only at the sufferance of his parents. They were a demanding old pair, terribly daunting to deal with, and they made strict demands on all their children. Though Karl was 38 years old, they had denied him any part of his inheritance, instead giving their son only an allowance and one of their five manors to live in, at their whim, until he somehow "proved himself". Any call from them was certain to set Karl's blood boiling.

Karl took the phone, frowning at it as if it were a poisonous reptile about to awaken and bite him. Waving to the maid to back away, but remain in the room, he took the phone off hold. "Mother, dear! How nice of you to c... Mother, there is no need to yell at me, please. Yes, I got the packet you sent me. But you already know that, as I had to sign for it. Yes... Yes, of course I looked at the contents. All quite lovely, yes. Lovely, and without a thing in common with me other than that they are all Bernese purebreds, and none of them are married. Mother! Don't say such things! Of course, I... Mother, it's just that I really am not ready to... Well, of COURSE I plan to have children before you die. You're hardly anywhere near that old yet, mother."

He sighed, and motioned for the maid to go to the sideboard and pour a glass of Cognac, and bring it to him, holding the phone a foot from his ear as his mother yelled at him. Cheri could hear the woman's voice clearly from the far side of the room. Karl took the snifter from the trembling young maid, gave her a rather weak smile and a shrug, and took a sip. Then he continued talking to his mother, as soon as she paused for a breath. "Yes, mother. Yes, I'm listening. No, there's nothing wrong with any of them, really. Yes, I'm sure they would all breed very well, mother. Oh, all right! Look, mother, just pick one, and we'll get it over with. You won't be satisfied with waiting for me to choose someone myself, and you probably wouldn't approve of my choice even if I did. Just draw up a breeding contract, pick the unlucky bride, and have done with it!"

With the sound of his mother's voice still shrilly screeching from the phone, he hung up on her, handing the phone back to Cheri. "If she calls back, tell her I've left for the evening. And send Miss Eva to my bedroom, as soon as you can find her." He stormed from the room, without waiting for a reply.

"Poor Eva..." Cheri whispered, as she stiffly walked back to the servant's wing. She wasn't certain what the older maid would be required to do tonight. But she did know that often, when the Master was in a vile mood, and called for a girl at night, that girl has to take the next several days off as "rest leave". And when that girl returned, Cheri could never get that girl to say what had happened.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 2

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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April, 1996 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

The Estate was abuzz with activity today. Every maid and staff member was on duty, and had been cleaning for the past two days as if they were expecting Royalty to descend upon them, with full retinue. Master Karl's parents had arrived two days earlier, and were in their personal wing of the family quarters, being tended to solely by their own staff, brought with them for the visit.

The entire household staff was now assembled in the entry gallery, uniforms starched, pressed and perfect in every detail, hair and fur brushed until it glistened in the sunlight, all claws neatly trimmed, polished, and lacquered.

The reason for the mad scramble was the arrival of Karl's appointed Fiancée, Lady Helga Von Alpenstock. The wedding would be a mere two days from now. But as yet, Lord Karl Bernerholdt and Lady Helga Von Alpenstock had never met. They had seen photographs of each other, and read detailed biographies and genealogies prepared in exacting detail. Yet not once had they even spoken to one another. Everything had been arranged, down to the last footnote in the breeding contract, by Dame Bernerholdt. The contract had already been signed by both sets of parents, as well as the bride and the groom. Introducing them and performing a legal wedding ceremony was a mere technicality, to ensure the legitimate status of the heirs that they were required, by contract, to produce.

Cheri tugged at her starched collar. With her thick red-gold fur, a tight and starched collar was very itchy and uncomfortable. She snapped to attention as the senior maid blew a small whistle, and all eyes turned to the door.

Lady Helga Von Alpenstock entered the room like a queen. Her black, rust and white fur seemed polished to the last hair, and her thick braid of jet black, glossy hair was intertwined with three strands of pearls, any strand of which probably cost more than Cheri got paid in a year. In stark contrast to her fur, she wore a crimson satin gown, low-cut at the neckline, displaying her pure white chest ruff and surmounting a very womanly figure. She really was beautiful. As Lady Helga walked down the gallery, glancing with mild interest at the assembled staff as if evaluating the value of the furnishings, Cheri suddenly realized that this woman was as tall as her master, and powerfully muscled. That made sense, thought Cheri, as she recalled that the stunning woman before her was known internationally as a mountaineer and explorer - a woman who had already, at 28, led more successful expeditions into the Alps than any male explorer alive today. The great Lady's tail wagged slowly, and she turned in place, a questioning look on her muzzle. "Well?" she asked, "Where is he?"

Lord Karl Bernerholdt was, at that moment, hurrying down a nearby hall, tucking in his shirt and re-tying his tie, as he left the chambers of one of his maids. He arrived a few moments after his Fiancée's imperious question, and gently cleared his throat. "A thousand apologies, my dear Lady! I got stuck dealing with a transaction with my bank, and was most unfortunately delayed."

Miss Eva leaned slightly closer to Cheri, and whispered, "More likely, got stuck by his knot in a tight bitch, I'd say". Cheri suppressed a giggle, trying not to smile or make a sound.

Lady Helga Von Alpenstock presented her white-furred paw to be kissed, or at least taken in paw by her soon-to-be mate. "You would be Lord Karl, then. Yes, your picture does you little justice. Will you show me around?"

Lord Karl bowed, taking the lady's paw and kissing it like a courtier. Then blinked, as he stood erect, and realized he was looking on the level into the lady's eyes, and not downward at someone suitably shorter. "Ah... and your pictures as well do nothing to convey what a magnificent Lady you are. I am sure my parents will be most pleased with the results of our union. They await us now, in the Salon. Shall we?"

He led Lady Helga out of the hall, and once they were out of sight, the staff exhaled like a sighing spring breeze. Half had been holding their breaths, it seemed, and all were tense at the encounter. "To your places now, all of you!" ordered the senior maid. "At your best, and at once!" she paused, looking around, "Where is Margarite?"

One of the other older maids stepped close and whispered in reply, "M'lady? She... she was summoned. An hour past. By the Master, M'Lady."

The rest of the next two days was a blur of activity for Cheri. As she worked with the other maids, she heard snippets of gossip about the Master's new "arrangements". "Five years, they got. That's what I heard. Five years ta breed a boy an' a girl both, or 'Poof!', we're all out on the street, and the Master kicked out on the pile of us!" said one maid. "Do y' think there'll be nae more Summons?" asked another. "Oh, that won't stop. The Master's a stoat, he is. Just 'cause he hasta get the High Lady preggers, doesn't mean he'll change his ways," said a third girl. "Shush!" cried another. "They hear you talkin like that, he'll 'Summon' ya for a week, an' ya'll be luck ta sit down fer a month after!"

The wedding came and went, and things started to return to normal - with one exception. Margarite didn't return. Two weeks later, a courier came to take her possessions to where she was said to be "convalescing from a sudden illness". Yet she never came back.

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Swiss Mix - Chapter 3

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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May, 1996 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

For two weeks after the wedding, the Estate was fairly quiet. It was an eerie state of "not quite normal" that had the entire staff on edge. Some things were easy enough to cope with. There would be another place to be set for dinner, of course. And orders were placed and craftsmen called in to set up an office for the new Mistress of the House, Lady Helga. The Laundress and the Seamstress had to hire new staff, as they now had more clothes to deal with. But these were little changes, easily dealt with.

It also seemed unusual that Lady Helga still hadn't really "moved in". She had several armoire's full of clothing and a dresser and a dressing table sent to the mansion, as well as a selection of clothes and cosmetics. And she filled her office with books, a computer, and other things. But what she brought with her could surely be but the smallest fraction of her possessions. And over time it came to be known that she was retaining her former home, and her staff there, and that while she was spending much of her time here, she did not intend to always do so.

More disturbing was the break in the "silent routines" of the household. The private services that most knew took place, but which one simply didn't speak of openly. It had been two full weeks since the Master had "Summoned" any of the maids for the evening. While this was perhaps understandable, since he was so recently married, the staff knew the Master's tastes in female company ran in favor of much younger and smaller females than his new bride. In fact, he preferred girls half her age. So surely it was only a matter of time, perhaps when the Mistress would be away on a trip, before the Master would again summon a maid to serve him personally.

Yet the first call came on a night when they knew Lady Helga was at home. The phone rang in the servant's quarters, and Kim, the senior maid, took the call. "Yes sir. Of course. Yes, I'll send Miss Eva immediately." She hung up the phone, and nodded to Eva, who was already slipping off her panties. "You are summoned, Eva. Serve well. He did not make any special requests, but... After this much time, I guess you should be ready to jump to any command. Off you go!"

"Yes M'Lady!" Eva said brightly, her expression a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. Eve actually rather liked serving the Master, and was a very 'adventuresome' collie, able to happily comply with almost any request the Master might make of her, even for some of the more kinky activities. She rushed out of the room, tail wagging.

Cheri looked slightly puzzled. "M'Lady Kim? Er... why did Eva take off her panties first?"

Kim smiled at the Chow Chow dog girl, youngest and most innocent of her charges. "We haven't had that talk yet, have we dear? Well, this is as good a time as any. You've probably guessed that the Master summons a girl for much the reason any man wants a girl in the night, yes? He calls on her to please him, with her body. We all serve the master, in every way we can. And he truly loves us all, and appreciates our service to him. Did you know that he knows the name and family background of all 24 of the maids on our staff? From the oldest cook and laundress, to you, the youngest in his employ. All the rest of us have served him, at one time or another. Those who please him well he will call for again and again, he gives them bonuses and presents, and he remembers what they do best at, and what they enjoy doing most. For example, Eva is very willing to try anything, and she likes girls as much as boys. So sometimes he will call for Eva and a second similarly inclined girl. She took off her panties so she could be ready to serve him the instant she walks into the room, because she truly enjoys serving him."

"You have not been summoned in that manner, yet. But in time he will call for you as well. And when he does, you will go to him, and do your very best to please him. And I assure you, he will make every effort to make it as pleasurable as he can for you as well, even if it's your first time ever. When he does call for you, you'll get one free choice. You can agree to do whatever he asks, and to never refuse a request unless it is something you have already tried and found unbearable. Or you can refuse to serve that first time... and he will send you home. It may seem a nasty choice, but really, it's worth at least trying. Those who find it terribly unpleasant to serve him, or in whom the Master's interest wanes, he keeps on with full benefits, though reduced pay, as long as we do the rest of our duties well and faithfully. He will never ask you twice to do something you have tried, and found unbearable. But he will try at least a dozen things before he allows you to "just be a maid". In return for our willing service, we get paid better than a non-sexual maid, and we get excellent benefits. We even get fully paid maternity and day care, and scholarships for our offspring, if one of us gets pregnant."

"It's not so bad, really. So give it a try, when he asks, OK?"

Cheri looked completely embarrassed. She had guessed much of this, from what she had overheard other maids say. But to have it all bluntly laid out for her like that.. like Kim was just explaining the health care benefits... That took some getting used to.

"M'lady? I... I am a virgin, Ma'am. I don't know much at all about how to please a man, or... or any of that. But, well... I guess I can try."

"There's a good girl!" said Kim with a smile. She seemed ready to say something else, but then the phone rang again. She took the call, and suddenly looked worried. "I'm so sorry, Master. Yes, of course. Only one, currently. Miss Cheri. Yes, I was just discussing that with her, so she knows. She... Yes sir! Stop yammering, of course. I'll send her right up."

Kim looked apologetically at Cheri. "You are summoned. Now. He asked specifically for a virgin, and you are the only one on staff right now, dear. He gave no special orders, other than to send you at once. Something must have gone wrong with Eva, or else he's suddenly decided he needs two girls. I... don't know. Just go..."

Cheri shuddered, and slipped off her panties, leaving them beside Eva's on the bench. She almost ran out of the room, tail hanging limply, wondering what in the world she was in for.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 4

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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May, 1996 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Cheri rushed down the hallways of the mansion, toward the Master's suite of rooms. She knew where it was, of course, as she had helped in the past with housekeeping, making beds, and delivering clean linens. But she had never been in the rooms while the Master was present, and especially not in the evening.

She stopped, panting, at the tall paneled doors that led to the salon that was the entry to the suite. Beyond that, she knew, behind yet another heavy set of doors, was the master's bedroom, with a bathroom to one side, and a door to the other side that was always locked, and which the maid's master key could not open.

The young Chow Chow dog girl was acutely aware of her lack of panties, and her ears flushed slightly pink with her embarrassment. Her maid's skirt suddenly seemed far too short, and it seemed like the slightest breeze or movement would threaten to expose her to the casual view of anyone who walked by. Taking a deep breath to compose herself, she tapped on the door, then opened it and stepped inside.

The salon room was empty, and she quickly crossed it to the bedroom doors on the far side. Though the doors were thick and almost soundproof, she thought she could hear a faint whimpering from within, as if someone was crying. Steeling herself, she tapped on the door. It opened immediately, and the Master ordered her to enter the room.

Cheri took in the scene as rapidly as she could. Eva was kneeling at the foot of the bed, crying, with her tail tucked so far between her legs that she looked as if she had a male dog's sheath. Eva didn't raise her eyes when Cheri entered, but Cheri could see that the other girl's blouse was ripped, and her skirt in disarray. The Master was by the door, closing it, and was wearing a short smoking jacket, and apparently nothing else. The front of the garment poked forward awkwardly at his aroused sheath.

As she looked up at the Master, he stepped to one side, and beyond him she noted the reclining form of the Mistress laying on the bed, fully nude, and a pungent feminine scent in the air. The unmistakable odor of a female in heat. While Cheri had no experience herself, she did have older sisters at home, and knew very well what it smelled like when a female went into heat. And the scent was coming from Lady Helga.

She curtsied to the Master and stammered, "I am summoned, sir? I... I am sorry, Master. I do not know what to do."

Before the Master could reply, Lady Helga spoke. "Is that the oldest girl on your staff that is still innocent? Good Lord, Karl. No wonder you've never fathered any children. You bed them so young that couldn't conceive if they wanted to. Come here, child. Stand beside the bed, and do NOTHING unless I tell you otherwise. I'll not have you acting like that impetuous trollop at the foot of the bed. I told her she was here to serve me, and the little tramp dove nose first into my crotch and started lapping away. She got backhanded for her impudence and presumption. Now listen, and listen closely. You are not here to have sex. Not with Karl, and not with me, and not even with that little tramp at the foot of the bed. You are here to serve as a witness. Karl and I have a breeding contract, and it clearly stipulates that each breeding must be witnessed by a third party. That is your assigned task tonight. You are here to watch Karl mate with me, and verify that he has made an attempt to impregnate me with his seed. Do you understand that?"

Wide eyed, Cheri nodded, whispering, "Yes Mistress! Stand and watch, be a witness, Yes Ma'am."

Lady Helga motioned for Cheri to come closer, and spread her silken-furred thighs wide, her black, rust and white fur a stark contrast to the royal blue coverlet on the bed. The dense white fur of her ruff extended down to cover the top surface of both well-curved breasts, becoming shorter at mid breast, and exposing her nipples. The white fur formed a cross on her chest, framed in deepest black, the horizontal arm containing her breasts, and the vertical forming a stripe from her neck to her flat, tightly muscled belly fur, then down her to the mound at the join of her legs, and back to her pink tailhole. At the edges of her slit, the fur was precisely and neatly trimmed. So no stray wisps crossed the pink slit, yet the mound remained covered. "Look, but do not touch," said Lady Helga. "See that I am clean and free of any seed. You see that, yes?"

Cheri looked, and nodded. "Yes Mistress! Very clean. And well trimmed, I might add. Exceptionally so. Er... Mistress, I have never seen a woman trimmed like that. Is it impertinent or improper for me to ask why that is done? Does that somehow help with breeding?"

Lady Helga smiled indulgently. "You may ask, child. No, it has nothing to do with being able to breed better. It is for sanitary reasons. Look over on the dressing table. You see that silver item there, which looks like stiff panties? That, my child, is a most uncomfortable device called a Chastity belt. Karl has a key, and my physicians have keys, so they may perform examinations. But when they lock it on me, I cannot remove it myself. By the terms of our breeding contract, I must wear that damnable thing virtually all the time, except when mating with my husband, until I am certifiably pregnant. And then I can only have it off until after the birthing. It is to ensure I get pregnant by no one else. The belt has a grille through which I can urinate, and I can use a bidet to cleanse myself. But while it is on, I cannot get as much as a fingertip close to my mound. Hence the short trimmed fur there, to keep myself clean."

Cheri swallowed uncomfortably. "Yes, Mistress, Sorry to ask an embarrassing question, Ma'am. I just want to understand, to serve better. That... I would not like to have to wear such a thing. Sorry, Ma'am,"

"I don't care for it either, child. Now, what is your name?"

"Cheri, Ma'am. Cheri LeChow. I came here from France."

"You speak German very well, for a French girl. Where did you learn our language?"

"My father is a merchant, Ma'am. He speaks many languages, to deal with his customers. I was taught them as well, to be able to work in the family trade. I speak English and of course French, as well as German. But I am more comfortable in French, Ma'am. I have not had much practice in German."

Lady Helga smiled, and replied in perfect French, without a trace of an accent. "Then you may speak French to me, chere Cheri. I speak all those languages, and several others besides. Perhaps I shall call upon you for conversation, during the day. I could help you with your German, and you could entertain me by conversing sometimes in French, which I hear seldom here. Now, stand by the bed, and watch closely. Get the harlot at the foot of the bed to watch as well, if she has recovered her wits by now. You may move as needed to see clearly, but otherwise just stand still and remain silent."

"Yes Ma'am," Cheri replied, going to the floor of the bed and translating for Eva, who could not understand French at all.

Lord Karl sighed, and removed his smoking jacket. "Are we quite ready to proceed? I shall have to start over again completely. You are enticing, my dear, but the delay has quite sapped my drive." He climbed into bed, and began to kiss and cuddle with his wife, expertly beginning foreplay, and slowly moving down to lap at her sex until Lady Helga almost screamed for him to hurry up and mount her. He smiled and did so, but even as he entered her, his eyes were on the two young girls at the foot of the bed.

Cheri was both intrigued and embarrassed beyond measure. Never had she witnessed two people mating like this. Her own experience was limited to touching herself hesitantly, and Lord Karl was actually the first male she had ever seen erect! She had seen her father and her older brother on occasion when showering or swimming, but never when aroused like this. She watched intently, as much to sate her own curiosity as to obey the Mistress' orders. Some of the things they did, and the positions they assumed, she never would have dreamed of doing! She was almost disappointed when Lord Karl groaned and hugged Lady Helga tight to him, and the pair quit moving save to caress and kiss one another.

Eva whispered as quietly as she could into Cheri's ear, "He's tied with her now. His knot is filling her tightly, as his seed fills her. They'll be stuck that way for several minutes, at least. Maybe for as much as an hour! Er, from my experience, the Master usually manages to get unstuck in 30 minutes or so, even in a very tight girl. Still, we may as well make ourselves comfortable on the divan beside the bed."

Lady Helga arched her head backwards, and sighed. "Yes, go sit, you two. I'll tell you when we're about to pull free. Karl, you're an egocentric and horny bastard, but you certainly do know how to please a woman!"

When they were ready, the girls were called over to witness the parting. Karl's pearly grey-white seed was clearly visible, seeping from Lady Helga. "I see it, Mistress," said Cheri. "I see his seed in you now. Gods! I've never seen anything like that."

Lady Helga smiled weakly. "The curse of being a woman, my dear. Men make us take all the risk of bearing their children, and can, for at least a brief time, hold us powerless with waves of pleasure. So much so that we ignore the pain of lost virginity, or the future pain of childbirth, and keep coming back to them for more. Attend me while I clean myself, and once that damned belt is back on me, you two may go."

Several minutes later, the two maids were hurrying back to their quarters. "I really blew it tonight," said Eva. "I thought the Master wanted me to please the Mistress, to arouse her for him. But apparently she doesn't like girls at all. Pity. The few licks I got, she was delicious! It was almost worth getting my head back-handed by her!"

Cheri looked curious. "You... would have done that?"

Eva laughed. "Oh, heck yeah! I do a show like that for the Master a couple times a month, with some of the other girls." She sniffed the air appreciatively. "Smells like Mistress wasn't the only one aroused tonight. Maybe I could help you, humm?"

Cheri blushed even more. "I... I don't know. I'm still a virgin, and. My first time... I dunno if I want that to be with another girl. No offense, OK? I mean, maybe... some time... I gotta think about that!" and she ran down the hall and shut herself in the room, acutely aware that Eva was right. Her slit was soaked, and she was terribly aroused, without even having touched herself. She had a very hard time getting calm enough to sleep that night.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 5

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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May, 1996 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

For the next ten days, Cheri fell into a routine unlike anything she had ever experienced. By day, she would attend school at the private girl's school where the younger maids all were educated. There, the teachers were all female, and she never saw a male all day long. She had to wear a school uniform that had a knee-length skirt, longer than any of her maid's uniforms, and she was supposed to also wear a simple white cotton training bra and white cotton panties. But she found out from Eva that a lot of the maids got a kick out of going to school without their panties, unless there was gym class scheduled for that day, in which case they would stuff the panties in their book bags as soon as gym was over. Cheri wasn't too sure about trying that, but when Eva dared her to give it a go, she started going without panties at school too. It felt really strange, but it also made her feel more comfortable with her new "night duties".

Each night, after helping with serving dinner and delivering fresh linens to the household and guests, she would eat dinner in the servant's dining room with the other maids. Then, as most of the girls started to be dismissed for bed, the phone would ring, and she would again be summoned to witness Lord Karl and Lady Helga's mating. The other maids were starting to get jealous, since none of them were being summoned at all. And few of them believed that Cheri was not being required to do more than observe each night. She hoped that some other girl would be summoned each night, but it was always the same when the phone rang. "Cheri? Yes, again tonight. Go on girl, don't keep them waiting!" She would dutifully remove her panties and rush to her Master's chambers, tail wagging. Strange as the nights were, she was beginning to enjoy watching the lewd coupling each night.

Lord Karl has started to meet her in the Salon first, smiling at the young girl and reassuring her. Tonight, he stopped her before they went into the bedroom. "You have mixed feelings about all this, don't you, Miss Cheri? It's strange and exciting at the same time, yes? Now, don't blush and try to deny it. I watch you each time, and I can see the way you've been squirming, and can smell your growing arousal, even over Lady Helga's heat. Well, it's not fair for you to suffer, is it? Tonight, as you sit on the dressing table's stool and observe us, you may touch yourself and pleasure yourself. But try to make no sound, and try not to let Lady Helga see you, all right? She is more comfortable having you be our witness than with the other maids, because she feels you are still quite innocent. But she tends to keep her eyes closed while we mate, so if you are quiet, she shouldn't notice you playing with yourself."

Cheri blushed deeply, but nodded in agreement. "It's... very strange to me, sir. Her scent seems to make me all giddy, and watching you two... I never..." *sigh* "Yes, Master, you are, of course, correct. Each night when I go back to my room, I am soaked, and so aroused I could almost explode with a single touch. I... will do as you suggest."

"There's a good girl. Truth be told," Karl added in a confidential tone, "I think she has her own fantasies she daydreams of while she mates with me. Probably one of those handsome and well-muscled mountain guides she spends so much time with on her expeditions. You have to understand, our mating is strictly business. Neither of us loves the other. My parents required me to produce two heirs, or they will disinherit me. They chose Lady Helga to bear them, and she is being very well paid to do so. But once both have been born, I doubt she will remain with me. Our tastes in romantic play are too different, as are our less personal pastimes. So you see, you and the other maids need not worry about us being married now. That is just to ensure that the heirs are legal and all that. I am only refraining from summoning the maids as usual to ensure my sperm count is higher as I try to impregnate Lady Helga."

As he started walking her to the bedroom, he added, "Her Heat is pretty much over, for now, and tomorrow she plans to go off on a trip, until her next cycle. There's not much sense in continuing to mate when her fertility is low. So tomorrow you shouldn't have to watch us."

Cheri followed Lord Karl into the bedroom, closing the door and giving a curtsy to Lady Helga, before speaking to the Mistress in French. "Good evening, Mistress!" she said, trying to seem cheerful, while at the same time trying to wrap her mind around her Master's orders. Or was it merely a suggestion? She wasn't sure! She turned aside and got the stool from the dressing table, and positioned it near the foot of the bed, where the Master could look at her. She noticed that the wall hangings above the head of the bed had been drawn aside, revealing a large mirror, which had been angled down somewhat, so that from her position at the foot of the bed she could also look into the mirror, and see the mating from between the lover's tails. She adjusted her position to one corner, so she could see that clearly as well.

"Good eve, Cher Cheri," Lady Helga replied in French. "Just be a good girl and watch quietly, as before. This will be the last night for a few weeks."

"Yes, Mistress. Master Karl said you would be going on a trip. I hope it is pleasant for you, Ma'am."

"Just business," Lady Helga replied, also in French. "A series of fund raising banquets for my mountaineering foundation." Switching back to German, she addressed her Husband, holding out a white furred paw to him. "Karl? Come to bed, dear."

Lord Karl disrobed, and helped Lady Helga remove her dressing gown. Tonight he seemed to take longer than usual with the foreplay, no doubt because Lady Helga's heat was waning, and it took more effort to get her properly aroused. They kissed for a few minutes, then they switched to a 69 position, with Karl's head toward the foot of the bed. He lavished attention on his wife, but each time he paused for a breath, he gazed at Cheri. From his current position, he could see up under her short skirt, and he smiled as the maid began to stroke her slit, looking embarrassed, yet complying with his suggestion.

Cheri stopped and placed her knees together as Lord Karl and Lady Helga switched to the missionary position, with their heads toward Cheri. As Karl had predicted, Lady Helga closed her eyes as soon as she laid on her back. Lady Helga seemed to be tiring of the nightly routine, perhaps imagining herself off somewhere else, rather than being bedded by a man she was not at all in love with.

As they resumed mating, Karl looked right at Cheri and smiled. Cheri shyly parted her thighs again, and used the fingers of her left hand to spread her virginal petals for her Master to gaze at. Her pink hymen was clearly visible, a shimmering crescent of fragile flesh encompassing the upper 2/3 of her vaginal opening, which was already parting and seeping moisture. Cheri took a deep breath, and started petting her clitty with her right paw, trying to bring herself off while she watched her Master trying to impregnate his wife, just three feet from her. It seemed horrible and naughty and exciting all at once, as her gaze flicked from the mirror, to her master's face, and back. She almost bit her tongue as her first climax hit, grateful that at that moment her Master thrust harder into his wife, eliciting a loud moan of pleasure from Lady Helga.

When at last her Master tied with his wife, Cheri smoothed her skirt back down, and tried to regain her own composure. She was breathing fast and shallow, but hoped she would look normal before she had to get up and check for her Master's seed.

30 minutes later, Lord Karl motioned for Cheri to approach, and the couple slipped free of each other. Cheri looked at Lady Helga's gaping slit, quietly affirming, "Yes, Mistress, I see his seed," while at the same moment finding herself curious as to what it would be like to nose closer, and take a lick herself, as Eva had done. She shuddered at the unwelcome yet naughty thought, and almost climaxed again without touching herself.

"I want to take a long bath," declared Lady Helga. "It will be weeks before I can clean myself properly, once that blasted belt is back on me. You may go, Miss Cheri."

Still in the fur, Lord Karl escorted Cheri into the Salon, as Lady Helga retired to the bathroom. As he closed the bedroom door, they could hear water running as the tub filled. But once it closed, the sound was completely muffled. Lord Karl turned to face Cheri. "That was very nice. Thank you, and I hope you enjoyed it too." He smiled, glancing back at the bedroom door. "You had an interesting look on your face when we finished. What were you thinking, as you checked Lady Helga?"

Cheri looked at the floor, totally embarrassed now and uncomfortably aware that her Master had not fully retracted into his sheath yet, and that he had not yet cleaned himself off. The tip of his shaft glistened and twitched and without Lady Helga's musk nearby, his male scent was noticeable. "I... iwonderedhowittastes," she sputtered, running the words together in her embarrassment.

"What was that?" Lord Karl asked gently. "I couldn't understand you, Miss Cheri."

She took a deep breath, and plunged in. "I wondered... how it tastes. Eva said she liked how Lady Helga tasted, that one time. And I've never... not with anyone..."

Lord Karl took a step closer, his shaft lengthening again. "Would you like to? You have yet to be formally asked for sexual services. I'll make this a free choice for you. No strings. Do you want to taste me? To see what both Lady Helga's cunny and my cock taste like? Her juices and mine are thick on my shaft right now, and very fresh. Take a taste, if you want. Or if you don't feel ready yet, that is fine, it is up to you. You've watched Lady Helga take me in her muzzle for ten nights now. Just do as she did. It's easy to do, and not unpleasant."

Cheri stared at her master's shaft, mesmerized, and tried to make up her mind...

Swiss Mix - Chapter 6

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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May, 1996 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Cheri looked up at her Master. He was so much taller than she was - at least 6 feet tall, surely, while Cheri was a petite 4' 3" tall. As a result, his erect member, still slick from his attempt moments before to impregnate his wife, was bobbing rather close to her muzzle. She would hardly have to bend down at all to take him up on the suggestion that she lick him clean, so that she could taste Lady Helga's juices and his own on his shaft.

She timidly peeked around Lord Karl, looking fearfully at the door. "You're sure she won't come out and see us? She won't mind, if I..."

Cheri looked back up, past her master's well-muscled chest, and into her Master's big brown eyes. "Sir? I do want to. Really, I do. But I don't want to hurt Lady Helga, either. She... she sort of seems to like me, and I like her, too."

Lord Karl shook his head. "As I told you, her relationship with me is strictly business - a breeding contract, concocted by my parents and forced on me with the threat of being disinherited. She's being paid to produce two healthy heirs with me, and to be my wife for the period while they are conceived and raised until the youngest is age 10. But that is just to ensure their legitimacy as heirs to my family. Between conceptions, and once the second child is born, she's free to do as she wants, and see who she wants, as am I. And I am quite certain she will ask for an amicable divorce as soon as the contract is fulfilled."

"The only things that would hurt her, involving you, or any of the other maids, would be if I let my attraction for my maids prevent me from getting her pregnant twice in the next 5 years, or if we were so public that I was enjoying you maids while she was my wife that it caused a public scandal. But none of you would do that to her. To make a public scandal would hurt you and the other maids more than it would harm either of us, because I would probably have to get rid of all of my maids. I am certainly not going to create a scandal myself, because I truly do love all of you maids, and want to keep you in my service. And Lady Helga would never bring such a scandal down upon her own head, because she would be hurt just as badly. So, you see? As long as I fulfill my contracted duties to her, and as long as you and the maids behave like good, confidential servants, no one can get hurt."

He moved closer, the mixed pheromones of his own arousal and that if his in-heat wife still heady around him. "Now, either go ahead and have your taste, and lick me clean, or go back to your room. My cock is getting cold, standing out for you to stare at, like a flagpole."

Cheri took one last look at the door, positioned herself so as to be as well hidden behind her Master as possible if Lady Helga did come out, and slowly lowered her muzzle to sniff at her Master's cock. For the last ten days, she had watched Lord Karl and Lady Helga doing their level best to get Lady Helga pregnant, and Cheri had been right beside them, almost swimming in the pheromones raised by their lust. It had been having a decidedly unsettling effect on the virginal girl, and the sight had certainly inflamed her curiosity.

*sniff* "It... smells nice. I guess." She reached out a paw to steady herself, grasping her Master lightly around the base of his shaft as she had seen Lady Helga do, and acutely aware that here was the first moment that she had ever touched the cock of any male, ever. A moment later, her tongue flicked out, to lick the tip of his shaft, as she tasted the pearly droplet pendant from the tip. "It... tastes different. Not quite what I expected, but not bad. More savory..." She lowered her head further, wrapping her muzzle slowly around the blood-red shaft as she has watched Lady Helga do in her foreplay, and began to suck him clean.

As she took him into her mouth, Lord Karl sighed, and gently stroked her small furry ears, as his own tail wagged behind him. "Ohhhh. There's a good girl! Yes, just like that. Like you're sucking on a Popsicle. Lick me nice and clean... Gods yess... I want to have you keep that up, but... the contract. I need to save my seed for now, for Lady Helga, until I get her pregnant. So don't do that too long, as much as I would love to have you continue..."

Suckling firmly now on the shaft, Cheri experimentally tried to see if she could get all of it into her muzzle, as Lady Helga had done. She could only manage about 2/3 of his length however, and gagged a bit as his long cock tickled at her throat. Reluctantly, she withdrew, then licked him all over, making sure he was nice and clean. She looked up hopefully. "Did I do it OK? I've never, ever, touched or licked a man like that before. But it felt good, and I do like the taste, I think."

Lord Karl patted her on the head, and smiled fondly at her. "You did very well indeed, for a first time. Good girl! Perhaps, when we get the chance, I should have you clean me like that after each of my matings with Lady Helga. Would you like that?"

"Thank you, sir," said Cheri, hesitantly. "Maybe. At least some of the time. But Sir? The other maids are getting jealous. Maybe, some nights, you could have some of them meet you right after, to clean you?"

"What a thoughtful and unselfish girl! Yes, I think I can arrange that. And once Lady Helga is away between heats, I can call on some of the other girls for my usual pleasures, as well. So you could clean me after them as well, if you like. Or maybe even serve me fully, when you're ready to give me your virginity. I would like that, you know. I want to be your first lover, and introduce you to the joys of sex as a full-fledged woman. I have done that with most of the maids that are on the staff today, at some point in their first year serving me. And I don't think any of them have regretted it, either."

He knelt down to face her eye to eye, and kissed away a white droplet of semen stuck to her muzzle. "Thank you, truly, for serving me and trusting me. Go to your quarters now, and talk to the older girls, if you like. Ask them how they like their night duties with me. And when you are ready to give yourself fully to me... ask me to take you. I sense something special in you, Cheri. Something I find only occasionally in my maids. So I will allow you to set the pace, and decide when you are ready for that big step. And now... good night." He took her to the door, let her out of the room, and then took a dressing gown from one of the clothing presses in the salon, and got dressed.

As he poured himself a small snifter of brandy, he looked back at the door. "Yes," he said quietly to himself. "I think she will be one of the best maids I have ever trained. Remarkable girl."

Swiss Mix - Chapter 7

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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Late May, 1996 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Once Lady Helga's most fertile time of the month was over, she went off on her fund-raising trip. Her mountaineering foundation had her scheduled for a number of lectures, fund raising dinners, and other public appearances over the next few weeks.

The night she left, Lord Karl had a meeting with the senior members of the indoor staff - the head maid, named Kim, the cook, the seamstress, and some of the older maids. They, in turn, talked to the rest of the maids, until everyone had been filled in on "the new procedures". Cheri was in the last group to be talked to, with the youngest five maids.

"So you see, it is like this," said the 18 year old maid named Andrea, who was talking to Cheri, Eva, and three other maids, "The Master has to produce two legal heirs. Dame Agatha, his Lady Mother, has forced the Master to sign a breeding contract with Lady Helga. They produce two legitimate, purebred heirs in the next 5 years, or we are all out on the street. Even the Master."

"That's awful!" said Eva. "I mean, some of us have been getting laid every week for five years, and never got preggers once! And they gotta do it twice? What if it just never happens?"

Andrea smiled. She was a cute golden retriever who had been with the Master six years herself. "Well, the Master doesn't really try to get us pregnant. He doesn't tend to use protection, but many of us do use the Pill, and for those that don't, he's pretty good about timing his summons for nights that they are not in full heat, or using a condom himself on those nights. Now, don't go spreading this around to anyone but another maid... but as I understand it, since he got control of the mansion and its staff, eleven years ago, he's sired four kids on the maids. But they are all considered illegitimate, and mixed breeds. Dame Agatha would never accept them as his heirs, even if he publicly recognized and adopted them. He's done the right thing by all of them and their moms, though - set up trust funds for a college education for mom and kid both, and pays their daily bills, and sees they get good day care and medical treatment for both the kid and the mother. So we know he's fertile enough. And though Lady Helga's never dropped a litter, the doctors say she's very healthy, and should be as fertile as can be. Her older sister is just three years older, and already had five kids. And she has four other siblings."

"But anyway, the point is, The Master has to sort of 'save himself' for when Lady Helga is fertile. From now until she contacts him and says she's had her period again, he can summon us as he usually would. But once Lady Helga's period is over, and she comes back to breed, she's the only one who's to get his seed direct. We might still get to serve him in small ways, but the Mistress gets first claim on his seed. Of course, once she gets pregnant, and she calls to confirm that, well, he can't get her pregnant again until at least a few months after she gives birth, so things would be pretty normal again for a while."

"And Lady Helga is OK with all this?" asked Cheri. "I mean... she doesn't care if we serve him?"

Andrea frowned. "Well... sort of. Lady Helga needs to have someone witness each breeding. Like you did this last week or so, Cheri. But as Eva can attest, she doesn't want anyone but The Master having sex with her. Not even another girl, just for fun."

"Rats!" sighed Eva. "I'd kinda hoped she might give me a chance eventually."

"Not likely, Eva," replied Andrea. "She seems pretty straight. But she does know that the Master has had sex with most of us. Her private investigator was a sneaky old Badger, who got on with the gardening staff here as soon as the breeding contract was first proposed to her. And she agreed in spite of his report, and hasn't demanded the Master not summon any of us. She just told him not to embarrass her in public, while she was his legal wife. So, as long as we are not doing stuff in front of her, and as long as she gets first call on him when she's fertile, the Master thinks we'll get along just fine. We always keep quiet about what we do here, anyway, and never tell guests or other outsiders about how much he summons us."

"Guests?" asked Cheri. "You mean... we might sometimes get that, er, friendly, with a guest here?"

"Only in special cases," Andrea said reassuringly. "We only do that when the Master knows and trusts that guest. You've noticed that very few of us are over 21, right? Ever wonder where the older girls are? What happened to the girls that served him since the beginning?"

"Now that you mention it..." Cheri replied slowly "One of the other girls did mention something about arrangements being made if a girl decided she couldn't serve, or the Master tired of her..."

"Precisely," replied Andrea. "The Master may prefer us young, but he has some friends who share his tastes, and others who wouldn't dream of touching a maid who was under 21. And still other friends who only want well-trained maids, but never for sex. Well, the ones who share his tastes may sometimes be allowed to summon a maid, while visiting here. But the Master has to approve the man, or occasionally woman, before they are permitted to do so. The head maid, M'Lady Kim, has a list of code words they can give her when asking for a summoned girl. If anyone else was to ask, or if a guest asks and the Master or M'Lady Kim haven't already told you that guest is approved, then you don't have to go with them. Don't worry. The Master is very careful. He would never approve someone who would treat a girl badly."

"The only way a girl here should get summoned is if the Master selects them in person, or M'Lady Kim is called and sends them, or if a pre-approved special guest asks a girl that he has been with before, and M'Lady Kim or the Master has told the girl it is all right. No stranger has a right to ask for you to serve them in that way. Anyone else, you may refuse."

"And getting back to the older girls, when a girl wants to seek a new employer, the Master will arrange for her to get placed with a suitable friend that prefers older girls - either for sex or not, as suitable to the girl. And we are in high demand in his small circle of special friends. After all, we start so young we have years more experience than most girls who seek a career as a maid."

"So. Any other questions? No? Then off to your day duties, girls. And if you have a question later, you can ask M'Lady Kim, or myself."

That night, the Master called Kim, asking for both Eva and another girl, a 15 year old Pomeranian named Trixie. Both went out with tails wagging, panties off, and holding hands. "Cheri?" called Kim, as the other girls headed off to bed. "You are to stay up, please, and come with me."

"As you wish, M'Lady," replied Cheri, following her in the same general direction as Eva and Trixie had headed off to.

They turned down a side hall close to the Master's suite, which ended in a linen closet on the left side of the hallway. Kim showed Cheri a hidden catch, and the contents of the closet slid back and left, revealing a narrow hallway, lit with dim blue light. "The Master asked me to show this to you. Normally it's only the older maids know of this passage. But he says he wants you to have access, so you can watch, and learn."

They entered the secret passage, and Kim showed Cheri how to close and open the door from inside, as well as where a peephole was so she could check to be sure the hallway was empty before coming back out. "This is one of several passages that connect the family bedrooms, and other special places in the mansion. They served originally as a means of escape, in troubled times. Each bedroom has a secret door leading into this passage. They also serve as a discrete way for a maid to visit the Master, if guests are in the mansion. And they serve a third purpose, as well... Follow me, and be quiet." She led Cheri about 20 yards further, to a black curtain, and went through it. Six feet further was another black curtain, and then a small room, hardly larger than the earlier hallway in width, lit only by light coming through what appeared to be an angled window in the wall.

Cheri gasped quietly as she realized she was looking into the Master's bedroom, through the angled mirror behind the headboard! She could see the Master seated on the foot of the bed, and Eva and Trixie both disrobing for him.

Kim whispered and pointed out several things. "They can't see or hear us, unless we make a very loud noise. At the bottom of the window frame, you'll find several headsets. Put one on, and you can listen to them clearly. And if you look above and behind us, there's a video camera and tape deck. If the Master wants to, someone in here can record what happens in the bedroom. I was in here each night that he was mating with Lady Helga, recording the sessions, except last night. He told me not to record then. And the night Eva nosed Lady Helga, he had me destroy that tape so it wouldn't ever embarrass her. If we go through the curtains on the other side, there are two more hallways. One continues to the next main bedroom, and one slips between them, giving access to the Master's bedroom and to his Salon through two secret doors. I am to show you how they work, and then leave you to observe how the Master enjoys Eva and Trixie tonight."

Cheri felt relieved that her masturbating as Lady Helga and Lord Karl mated had not been caught on tape. She followed Kim down the other passage, saw where both doors were, and tested the one in the Salon. Each entry had its peep hole, so you knew if anyone was in the room before opening it. Then she went back to the room behind her Master's headboard, Kim went off down the remaining secret passage, and Cheri started to watch...

Swiss Mix - Chapter 8

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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Late May, 1996 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Cheri sat quietly on one of two folding chairs that she found against the back wall of the observing room, and watched in fascination through the one way mirror above the headboard of her Master's bed. She reached down to put on a headset, which was shaped rather like a stethoscope, apparently to accommodate a wide range of furry ear types. Next to the three sets of headsets was a volume control for each listener, and a single, red rectangular button marked "Talk to room", under a clear protective cover that could be hinged back to access the button. So apparently not only could she listen, but if needed, she also had a way to talk to the people in the room.

As she got settled, she looked in and watched in amazement as her friend Eva and the maid Trixie passionately kissed each other on the bed, while the Master watched. In all eleven years of her life, Cheri had never seen two girls kiss like that. Miss Eva's short brown and white fur made a pretty contrast to Miss Trixie's light brown fur, as the Collie girl and Pomeranian smooched, cuddled, and started to feel each other up. They two young maids quickly slipped off their blouses and skirts, which was all either were wearing, and moved to a '69' position, with Trixie on top of Eva, and both girls eagerly nosing at the other's sex and licking each other's slits.

"Is that what Eva wanted me to do with her?" thought Cheri to herself, as she started to finger the fleshy pearl at the top of her own slit. "They sure seem to like doing that!"

In the room, both girls were wagging their tails and moaning, as the Master walked over to a side table, on which were a bowl of steaming water, a washrag, and a small brown box, which he took to the bed with him. He knelt behind Trixie, and got a tube that looked sort of like a toothpaste tube from the box. But what was in it was some sort of clear gel, and he raised Trixie's tail and applied a dab of the gel to the young girl's tail hole! Then he set the tube back in the box, and slowly pushed his finger into the 15 year old maid's butt. Trixie moaned and raised her head just long enough to plead, "Oh! Yes, Master! Fuck my tight little butt!"

Cheri watched, wide eyed, as her Master slowly worked one finger, then two, and then three into the little Pomeranian's pink rose, before smearing the excess gel from his fingers onto his now-rigid shaft, and guiding the tip into the maid. Eva started switching between licking Trixie's slit and licking at the Master's sac, while Trixie held her tail high, lapped like crazy at Eva's cunny, and moaned as the Master humped her backside.

Cheri started fingering herself faster, glad that she no longer bothered with panties in the evenings while at the mansion. Her breathing got faster as she watched this incredibly erotic three-way orgy unfold. "How different than when the Master mates with Lady Helga," she thought to herself. In the scene before her, the Master and both maids were clearly passionate and involved with each other. But when the Master and Lady Helga mated, there was no passion to compare with this. Clearly both of them knew what to do to please the other, and did it. But compared to this? It was like watching a bored fast food cook make hundreds of hamburgers, as compared to watching a talented chef create a masterpiece. Here, in the room before her, was a passion and excitement she had never dreamed possible. Not to mention people doing things she had never dreamed of, and obviously enjoying every moment of it! She suddenly threw her head back and whimpered as her first orgasm hit.

Lord Karl humped Trixie hard and fast, but was careful not to tie with her. As soon as he had his climax, he hugged her and gave the girl a kiss while still impaling her tail hole. Then he reached into the small box and pulled out the oddest thing that Cheri had ever seen. It was shaped sort of like a stubby carrot with a rounded tip, about 4 inches long, and about an inch and a half in diameter at the base. Then it tapered to half that diameter for an inch-long shaft, then flared into a T-shaped handle, slightly curved. The whole thing was bright crimson red, and appeared to be made of plastic or some stiff, rubbery stuff. The Master smeared some of the clear gel all over this odd thing, and then, when he pulled out of Trixie's butt, he shoved that plug in to take his place! As he exchanged the butt plug for his own shaft, Cheri could see some of the master's seed in Trixie's gaping tail hole.

Trixie grunted and climaxed as the butt plug went into her, and Eva reached up with one paw to hold it in place, still licking like mad at Trixie's slit. The Master got off the bed for a moment, and used the water and washcloth on the bedside table to clean off his shaft. Once clean, and with his knot subsiding, he returned to the bed and pulled one last thing from the box. It looked sort of like a crimson leather pair of crotchless panties. But the straps and waistband all had adjustable Velcro closures, and there were two elastic loops on the inside, near the tail hole. He adjusted this on Trixie, so the elastic loops engaged the T-shape on her plug, and the straps held the plug firmly in her tail hole, and yet the whole thing left her cunny completely exposed. Then he patted Trixie on the butt, commanding, "Enough for you, my eager Pet! Give Eva a turn with me now!"

"Yes, Master!" both girls exclaimed, as they traded places, giggling. Eva raised her tail high and wiggled her butt at Lord Karl. "Not my butt, Master! I want you inside my cunny! It's been soooo long! Like, at least two weeks without you filling me! I've missed my Master's wonderful cock!"

"You have, have you? Insatiable little slut! Oh, all right. I planned to fill your cunny tonight anyway." With no further foreplay, and needing none because Eva was already soaked and gaping, he sank to the hilt into his maid, and started humping furiously. Eva giggled and cried out, "Thank you, Master!" before nosing back down into Trixie's slit again to continue licking as if her companion's cunny was the most delicious treat she could imagine. Trixie, meanwhile, licked at Eva's clitty and her master's shaft, as the three coupled frantically.

Oblivious to anything but the lewd scene before her, Cheri frigged her inexperienced clitty faster than she ever had before, reaching a second orgasm almost immediately, and biting her tongue to keep from howling at the top of her voice. She almost jumped out of her chair and through the one-way mirror when M'Lady Kim, who has slipped in silently, whispered into her ear, "Beautiful isn't it?"

"Eeeep!" cried Cheri in a startled whisper. "God in heaven! You scared the pee out of me! Not literally, but almost. How long have you been watching me?"

Kim smiled. "Long enough to see a beautiful young girl enjoying watching a beautiful relationship. Don't be ashamed. We all serve him, and sometimes we get to watch like this, or in the room with them. Eva and Trixie really love this particular arrangement. They've been Lesbian lovers since they were both twelve. But here's one thing I'll bet you'll find hard to believe..."

She cuddled close, kneeling beside Cheri and placing her head on Cheri's thigh, enjoying the aroma of the aroused young girl. "Would you believe that Trixie is still a virgin? Technically, at least. No man has ever penetrated her cunny. Not even the Master. She prefers girls or toys, you see. And the Master has respected her in that regard. Sometimes Eva will wear a strap-on dildo, and mount Trixie with it. But that is the closest Trixie has ever been to being fucked in her cunny."

Cheri just stared, wide eyed. "Amazing... Oh! Look, I think Master is filling Eva now, too! But he didn't tie with her."

Kim looked, and nodded. "Yes, he purposely didn't tie with her, though she would have loved it if he had tied with her. He told me has something special in mind. As soon as he dismisses both girls, you are to join him in the bedroom, via the secret passage I showed you earlier."

"Oh!" whispered Cheri, flushing with embarrassment. Yes... thank you. Er... will you be ... watching that, too?"

"No, I only came back to tell you his request for you. Look... He's sending them back to their rooms, now. They will get dressed in the salon, then go to the pair of rooms with a shared bathroom that they live in. Trixie will clean up Eva, and Trixie won't take her butt plug out until she is done with that task. Maybe even not until morning."

As the two maids left their Master's bedroom, Lord Karl looked to the mirror, questioningly. Kim patted Cheri on the shoulder, said "It's time" and left the room.

Cheri dove for the intercom button. "Coming, Master!" she cried, and then rushed to join him.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 9

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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Late May, 1996 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Cheri rushed through the secret passage, and fumbled at the latch that released the secret door into the Master's bedroom. A panel of wainscoting large enough for an adult to easily step through silently moved toward her, and slid to one side. She entered the bedroom, closed the panel behind her, and knelt in front of her Master, gazing raptly at his erect cock, still wet and messy from yiffing Eva. "Master?" she pleaded, "May I clean you?"

Lord Karl held up one white-furred paw, and smiled. "So eager to please, are you? Wait just a moment, my dear, dear maid. It seems the time has come for me to ask 'the question'."

"You have seen how I sport with my maids - how eagerly they serve me, and how much we enjoy each other in bed. And you have seen some, but by no means all, of the more kinky pleasures that we partake in. Will you now agree to serve me just as eagerly as they do? Will you commit yourself, here and now, to accept my commands and guidance in all matters? If you say yes, I will make every effort to make it as pleasurable as I can for you, even when I take your virginity, which you will agree to give to me, and only to me, when you feel ready to do so. We will train you in other pleasures between your agreement and your willing gift of your virginity. You must agree to trust me, and to do whatever I ask, and to never refuse a request unless it is something you have already tried and found unbearable. For if you accept, then truly shall I be your Master, and you my most obedient Pet and servant."

"If you agree, your pay will be increased, in light of your new duties. I will, for my part, cherish and protect you, and see that your needs are always met. As your Master, I will endeavor to guide you in discovering the many pleasures you are capable of enjoying - even unto acts you may never have considered or even heard of before. Yet I will never ask you twice to do something you have tried, and found unbearable. But if you do accept my offer, we will try at least a dozen different ways of serving me, before I ever allow you to back down from our agreement, and return to being 'just a maid'."

"If you truly try to serve me, and find that no matter what we try together, such service becomes unbearable; or if I tire of your service; I will keep you on with full benefits, though at your current maid's pay, as long as you do the rest of our duties well and faithfully. Or I will arrange for you to gain employment at the mansion of another aristocrat whom I trust, with or without sexual duties expected, as you choose."

"Or, you can refuse now, try nothing further... and I will send you home."

"What then, is your answer, Miss Cheri LeChow? Accept, and serve me, starting with cleaning me as you asked? Or decline, and be sent home?"

Cheri swallowed hard, blinked, and looked adoringly at her Master. "I could not leave. Not now. I willingly accept your terms, and accept you as my Master. I am yours to command, and I seal that vow by my service here and now."

And with that, she leaned forward, and took her master's cock into her muzzle, licking and sucking the love juices of his recent mating with Eva from his shaft. Cheri noted that it tasted different than when she had cleaned Lord Karl after his mating with Lady Helga. Apparently Eva's cunny tasted different than the Mistress, and she began to wonder if each woman had a unique taste. She pondered that, and realized she was very likely to find out personally, and very soon.

Lord Karl held on to Cheri's head, just behind her ears, teasing at her ears with his thumbs, while savoring her blow job. "Your service is accepted, my Pet. And my first command is that you continue as you are doing right now, until you take a fresh load of my seed in your mouth." He started humping her muzzle slightly, as the young Chow Chow dog girl suckled his shaft.

Cheri, in no position to reply audibly, replied simply by increasing her efforts, and reaching up with one paw to fondle her Master's silky-furred white sac, as she eagerly sought a muzzle full of his seed.

"Mummmm. There's a good girl! Oh, yes, you're already getting very good at this, my Pet!" sighed the Master, as his third climax in the past hour neared. "This should be... fairly easy... for you to take, my dear. Not as much... volume as if I... oh yes... as if I had not yet enjoyed a maid today. Unghhhh!" He thrust deep into Cheri's muzzle as he began to come, his hot seed spurting into her throat for several minutes.

Cheri swallowed as fast as she could, pleased with herself that none was wasted, and she had swallowed it all. But at the same time, so much of it was spurting straight down her throat that she hardly got to taste it!

The Master finally released Cheri's head, as his deflating member slipped reluctantly from her muzzle. He offered her a hand, and helped her to stand, and then kissed her firmly and passionately on the mouth, savoring the taste of his own seed in the virginal girl's kiss. When the kiss ended, he smiled at her. "Very well done, my dear. And I thank you for serving me. Now, lay on your back on my bed, with your tail just hanging off the edge, toward me."

Cheri licked her muzzle and nodded, and once on the bed, spread her thighs wide, with her knees raised toward her so she would not fall off the edge. "Like this, Master?" Her short black skirt folded back onto her tummy, leaving her completely exposed.

Lord Karl nodded. "So beautiful! Yes, just like that. Now I shall see to it that you do not return to your room frustrated." He knelt at the edge of the bed, and gently started licking at her virginal slit, observing her intact hymen, and careful not to tear it with his tongue.

Cheri gasped and squirmed on the bed. This was SO different than just touching herself! Now she understood why Trixie and Eva loved having someone tongue their slit like this! "Ohhh Master! I've never... this is so wonderful! Oh! God in heaven, I'm gonna explode!"

Karl licked her eagerly, enjoying her fresh taste, and spoke between licks. "There are many things that we can play at without you losing your virginity! And it is fun for me to know that the maid I am enjoying Is still a virgin!"

That last bit sent Cheri right over the top, and she threw her head back and howled in pleasure, her tail wagging like crazy beneath her as her hands grasped the bedding tightly. "Mon Dieu! C'est magnifique!" she gasped, lapsing back into her native French. She collapsed on the bed for a moment as Lord Karl ceased licking her.

Her Master patted Cheri's flanks affectionately, and then helped her to rise. "I think that is enough for now, my Pet. I'm nearly spent, and if I do any more to you, you'll be too weak to get up off my bed! Is there anything you particularly want to try next time I summon you?"

Cheri thought a moment, and then smiled at her Master. "Miss Eva wanted to play with me. Can you summon both of us next time? I like how she tasted on you, and I think I would like trying to lick her and be licked by her. Is that all right, Master?"

"I think she would enjoy that very much, my Pet," Karl replied. "We'll see about that next time. Now, have a good night, my newest Pet. Dream well, and know you have made your Master happy with your service."

Swiss Mix - Chapter 10

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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Late May to July, 1996 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

For the first several weeks after Cheri agreed to fully serve Lord Karl, she was allowed to watch, and sometimes to participate, with a variety of the other maids as they served the Master. It would be a while yet before it was Eva's turn again. After all, the Master was actively yiffing 20 of the 24 maids, including Cheri, to some extent, and all deserved at turn with him. Plus, Lady Helga was spending about 10 days out of every month with the Master, trying to get pregnant while she was in Heat. So that left no more than one day a month per maid, unless he summoned two or more at a time.

Each night, Cheri watched with fascination how each girl was treated a bit differently, depending on her preferences and desires. Sometimes she would watch through the mirror, and sometimes the Master would have her sit in the room, and lightly participate. At times, other younger girls would also watch, as Cheri was watching, so they could learn as well.

There was Miss Klari, a 12 year old white bunny from Hungary, who had been hired the previous year. She hardly spoke a word of German yet, and the only members of the staff who spoke Hungarian were the cook, Miss Caroline, and the senior maid, M'Lady Kim. As a result, she remained silent while serving. But she loved to yiff, and was open to experimenting. Miss Cheri got to try licking Miss Klari after the Master finished with her, and on following nights the usually silent but affectionate bunny often joined Miss Cheri in watching other maids serving the Master.

Then there was Miss Marylin, a 13 year old kitty from America, with short reddish fur and a creamy-colored belly. She spoke only English fluently, and a little German. She seemed to love it when the Master took her repeatedly up the tailhole. Cheri just watched that session through the mirror, with Miss Klari.

The next night was a pair of identical twin red foxes, named Miss Harriet and Miss Hillary, both 14. They crawled into the room on all fours from the Salon, wearing nothing but leather collars, and the Master immediately snapped leashes on to each vixen's collar. Both mated with the master, obeying his every whim, and then, at his insistence, the sisters went nose to crotch with each other on the bed, licking each other clean. Cheri found out later that it was the first time the vixens had ever licked each other like that, though each had done so once with Eva, to learn what to do.

The most unusual maid summoned that week was Miss Gabriella, a petite Italian Greyhound, who looked as small as a 12 year old. Cheri later found out the girl was really 17. Gabby loved to be tied to a padded sawhorse, face up and arms and legs drawn back along the legs of the sawhorse, so she couldn't move, but was fully exposed. She eagerly pleaded with the Master to bind and blindfold her, and then to use her in every way imaginable - Which he did, slowly and deliberately, in her mouth, cunny and ass, all the while praising the girl for being such an eager "fuck toy". Gabrielle must have climaxed at least six times during the session! Then he called in Cheri and Klari both, to clean the bound girl's cunny with their tongues, before releasing her. Gabby wagged her tail constantly as Cheri and Klari each brought her to another climax.

The next day, Lady Helga called, to confirm that she her period had resumed, and that the mating had not yet impregnated her. She would return in a week to try again. That night the Master summoned the Laundress, an 18 year old Golden Retriever named Miss Andrea. When she arrived, he spent a good half hour just on foreplay, kissing and cuddling and touching, before simply but energetically taking her in Missionary position on the bed. Then he called Miss Cheri into the room to clean himself off, and to lick Miss Andrea clean as well. Cheri happily complied, sending the older girl rapidly to another climax. Cheri was definitely beginning to enjoy the taste of other women, though the Master allowed none of them to return the favor. He reserved that pleasure for himself, explaining that he didn't want to risk an inexperienced and enthusiastic maid tearing Cheri's hymen prematurely with the force of her passionate licking.

Miss Tabitha was a 12 year old red fox, from the Appalachian Mountains in America. She was hired just after the Master's wedding, to replace Miss Margarite. The Master informed Cheri, prior to that evening, that Miss Tabitha's only sexual experience before arriving at the mansion had been losing her virginity to her two older brothers, and also giving both of them blow jobs, at age 10. But they all got caught and punished a few weeks later, the second time the brothers both tried to yiff her, and she's had no sex since then. The Master was very gentle with Miss Tabitha, hardly doing more than kissing her softly, and then licking her to a climax. He turned out the lights and took her to bed afterward, and cuddled with her that night until she had to get up to use the bathroom. Then he allowed the girl the choice of spending the night there, or returning to her room. She went to her room, but kissed the Master gently and thanked him for the wonderful night.

The nights began to blur together, into an endless stream of sexual pleasure. Miss Cheri remained in awe of how well the Master remembered the likes and dislikes of every maid. She could see why they were all so devoted to him, and also, why he must find it difficult to ever consider settling down with just one mate.

He cut the maids off a few days before Lady Helga's return to ensure his potency for his wife. Again, for those ten days, they summoned Cheri to witness the mating. And each night when it was over, the Master would escort Miss Cheri to the Salon, and she would quickly lick him clean. Only once did they have a close call. On the seventh day, with Lord Karl deep in Cheri's throat, the door opened a foot, and Lady Helga asked Lord Karl to come back in and wash her back. But she didn't look through the door. She swiftly returned to her tub, and could be heard splashing as she stepped into it. Miss Cheri swallowed hard, triggering an unplanned climax for the Master, who calmly kissed her muzzle clean and went back in to join his wife.

After Lady Helga departed again, Miss Cheri finally got her wish, and had a session with both Miss Eva and the Master. Lord Karl spoke quietly to Miss Eva before they started, as all three sat on the bed. "Eva, my dear, tonight I want you to be the first girl to lick Miss Cheri to a full climax. She's been taught to lick other girls, but I am the only one who has ever given her that pleasure. She specifically asked for you to be her first."

"Awwww. That's sweet," replied Eva. She looked across the Master's Lap at Cheri. "I'll make it a good one for ya, hon! And I can't wait to feel your tongue tickling my quim! Has he popped you yet?"

Miss Cheri blushed. "Er, no. Not yet. All I have done is lick and suck the Master, and lick other girls when he was done, and be licked by the Master. I've been waiting all month to be with you!"

"Oh? So he's got you eating the old cream pies, has he? Well then! Guess we better let Master fill me up first, before we start. Or would you rather taste just me? Ever taste a girl without the Master's 'special sauce' added to her?" Eva asked with a wicked grin.

"Ummmm. Can I do both? Start with you, then have Master fill you, and do it again with you after?" Cheri asked, finding it hard to believe that she had been able to ask that so calmly, as if ordering fast food.

"Wow! You're gonna fit in just swell, hon, with requests like that! Up to the Master, but I'm game if he is? What ya say, Boss?" the Collie asked.

Lord Karl smiled widely. "I'd say I couldn't have asked for better. You two sixty-nine for a bit on the bed, and I'll have a drink while I watch. Go to it, my darlings! Have fun!"

Miss Eva kissed Miss Cheri and lowered her to the bed, her tail wagging and thumping against the mattress as they lay down. "Never had a Chow Chow dog before," she said. "Each breed and each girl is a bit different, in my experience. Has to do with what they eat, I think. That goes for males, too. A male's seed tastes bitter if they've been drinking beer, sweeter if they drink berry milkshakes a lot. I even knew one young man who I swear tasted like sugar cookies! Let's see what you taste like, sweetie!" She nosed in close, folding Cheri's skirt out of the way, and licking her slit. "Mummm. Fresh and clean! You take good care of yourself, don't you? That's the ticket, sweetie! Always be clean when someone's gonna lick you, and always be empty if they want your tail hole."

Miss Cheri nosed in, and started licking at Miss Eva. She wasn't used to the girl being only mildly aroused, but was soon gratified with increasing and quite tasty wetness. "Yummmm. I could get to like this, my friend!"

The pair squirmed and licked, as the Master finished a small snifter of Brandy. Then he climbed up onto the bed himself, watching with approval, before swatting Miss Eva on the rump. "My turn, you insatiable pup! And mind you don't get too eager and tear her open!"

Miss Eva raised her tail high, repositioning herself so she could be mounted from behind, but could continue licking Miss Cheri. "I'm being careful, Boss! I know that you like to take the virgins yourself. You two set the date for that yet?"

The Master knelt behind the Collie maid, and eased into her cunny. "Not yet, you impatient girl! I am letting Miss Cheri decide when she is ready. I want everything to be perfect for her. Just like I did for you, when you offered me your virginity the first day in the job."

"Hey, why wait? That was my plan. Knew it was what you'd want eventually, and liked the idea. He's real good, sweetie, let me tell ya. But you're probably getting that idea by now, if you've been watching him as often as I think you have. Now, where were we?" She nosed back into Cheri's crotch, wriggling her butt as her Master started humping her faster. "Mummm, so good, Master! You know how to please a girl better than any male I know!"

Miss Cheri leaned back, enjoying the feeling, and engrossed with watching Miss Eva get humped at the same time. She was so eager, so happy to please. Cheri hoped she could be that good, when she was properly trained.

All too soon, the Master groaned, pulling out slightly before he tied, and hugging Eva as he filled her with his hot seed. "Good girl! Mummm, that was very good! Now give our little Cheri a nice face full, yes?"

As soon as her Master pulled free, Eva clenched her cunny tight, and crawled up Cheri's soft-furred body until she was over the girl's muzzle. "Open wide, sweetie! It tastes best when it's hot and fresh, and you won't get fresher than this from another woman's cunny!"

Cheri obediently opened her mouth wide, as Eva relaxed her pelvic muscles and pushed the seed out. It dripped in large glops into Cheri's open mouth, as the Chow Chow Dog girl reflexively swallowed it down. Then Eva slowly lowered herself closer. "Now, be a good girl and lick me nice and clean, sweetie! Ohhhh! Yeah, hon, just like that! Oh gods yes... You can practice that with me any time you want, sweetie, and I bet Miss Trixie would welcome you to do her, too! Would you like that?"

Cheri opened her mouth wider to reply, then gasped as she felt her Master's tongue caressing her clitty.

"Can't ignore this end, now can we?" Karl asked with a smile. Both girls climaxed about the same time, and all three fell to their sides on the bed, hugging each other and breathing hard. "Well, Miss Cheri. I think we can safely say you are bisexual. Did you have fun?"

Cheri closed her eyes, and sighed deeply. "Ohhhh, yes Master! That was incredible! And thank you as well, my friend Eva! I may just take you up on that offer, and my room is not far from yours. Gods... Somebody get a sponge to soak me up. I can't move. I'm a melted puddle!"

The Master just smiled. He was very pleased with Cheri's progress so far.

Life at the mansion continued like this for two more months, until July, when Lady Helga finally made the happy announcement that she was pregnant. Once the tests were confirmed by the family doctors, she celebrated by having Karl lock the hated chastity belt around the bed post on the headboard of his bed, and then went off to relax at her own estate, until the baby was due, and where she could be attended by her personal physician.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 11

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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September, 1996 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

One night, after watching the Master mate with both Eva and Trixie, and after having licked both of her friends clean afterwards, Miss Cheri looked up at her Master inquisitively. "Master? I've noticed that Miss Trixie likes it when you mate with her under her tail. And that a few of the others do, as well, like Miss Eva and Miss Gabrielle. Some even seem to prefer it to having you in their cunny, like Miss Trixie and Miss Marylin. But I can't see how they ever manage to fit you inside them! When I poke a finger in my own tail hole, I can hardly get one finger inside me. How do they... I mean, if I wanted to... to let you do that... How would we start?"

Lord Karl patted Cheri on the head affectionately. "Some girls do like anal sex, and some don't. That is certainly true. Some men even like it, though I never cared for taking or being taken by another male like that, myself. The only way for you to really know what it is like, and if you will like it or not, is to try. I happen to like taking girls there, and I can certainly guide you in that direction, if you really want that. But I will also tell you up front, it can be painful, if you rush it, or you do it wrong. You remember Margarite? Well, she left because we had an... accident... the day Lady Helga arrived. I was taking Miss Margarite in the tail hole, and intended to be done well before Lady Helga arrived. But we got carried away, and I lost track of time. Then I thrust too deep, and accidentally tied with her. You've seen the knot that forms at the base of my cock when I mate with a girl? That is supposed to lock a male to his mate while his seed fills her. Most girls can take that just fine in the cunny, though we might get stuck for half an hour or so. If we really had to, we could pull still apart sooner, and it just hurts a bit. It can even be hastened by dumping cold water on the pairing. But with Margarite..." He sighed, and pinched the area between his eyes. "A girl's tail hole is tighter than her cunny. Once she gets in a lot of practice, she can take a male, and even his knot, just fine. Margarite didn't have that kind of practice. Plus, she had been tied to the foot of the bed, at her own request. When I saw the time, I had to pull free, no matter what. You could not imagine the kind of trouble it would have caused, if on that day, of all days, Lady Helga and my parents had come looking for me, and found me in the maid's quarters, with my knot stuck in the tail of a feline maid! I... I panicked, and pulled out. She was... injured, and I greatly regret that. I paid all her medical expenses, and set her up with a nice sum of money and glowing references to get work at another Estate. I hear she is quite happy now, working for Lord Feiffer, with no sexual duties at all."

"I've told almost no one of that incident - just M'Lady Kim, and the lawyers who took care of the financial side of the matter. And since that day, I haven't introduced any new maids to anal sex. I've only been doing it with the ones already familiar with the act, and used to doing it a lot. I'm confessing it to you, now, because of your request, so you can make the choice with full understanding of what it might entail. Miss Cheri, I care a great deal for you, as I do for all my maids, and I don't want to hurt you. I can teach you to have anal sex, yes. And you may well love it as much as those other maids do. But I want you to know the risks, as well." He honestly did look like he wished he could turn back the clock, and prevent the accident of his tying with that maid, at such a bad time.

Cheri listened, her eyes growing wider by the moment, and misting over with tears. "So... That is what happened. We all wondered. And you... You trust me enough to tell me the truth, even though it could still, even now, be harmful to you if I told anyone else." She reached up on her tip toes, and kissed him gently. "I think it says a lot how much you care about us maids, that you would tell me that. And I believe you that it was an accident that you tied with her, and an emergency that made you pull out. I can just imagine the look on your lady mother's face, if she had seen you stuck like that in a kitty! Gods! She would have killed you both!" She took a deep breath, and plunged on. "I still want to learn, or at least to try. I promised to serve you, to the best of my ability, and I can't do that if I don't try new things. Besides," she smiled up at him, "I bet you'd really like screwing a virgin up the ass, while she is still a virgin. Wouldn't you?"

Lord Karl hugged Cheri close. "You delightful, wonderful girl! Yes, I'll admit I would like that, very much. Thank you."

"So, how do we start?" she asked.

"It's best to start small. With a lubricated finger, and a small vibrator. I'll give you some lubricating gel, and one of the smallest vibrators that I have. Miss Eva can show you how to use them, and can get you bigger vibrators and plugs to try later, as you get used to larger diameters there. Take your time, and when you can easily insert four fingers in your tail hole, with the lube, then ask me again, all right?" He crossed the room, and got the promised items from the nightstand on his side of the bed, then gave them to Cheri. "The vibrator feels good on your clitty, as well. Just mind you don't stuff it in your cunny, and tear your hymen. Rub it right on the nubbin, for now."

"Thank you, Master, I'll do that. By your leave?"

He nodded, and she raced out of the room, to find Eva.

October, 1996

Three weeks later, Cheri approached the Master just before dinner time, and bowed facing away from him. Stuffed in her tail hole was a bright red plug, with pink streamers hanging from it to almost her knees. It was held in place by a harness similar to the one Trixie uses. "Eva says if I can take this one, I am ready for you, Master. I managed to walk all the way here from my room with that stuffed in my butt!"

"So soon? My! You really are eager to learn, aren't you?" Lord Karl knelt down and inspected his maid's bum. "I'm quite impressed! That is a pretty big plug. No discomfort? You feel all right?"

"Well... I feel sort of like I have to poop, Master. But that is just my body trying to push that slippery thing back out. I tried to go before I came over here, and I am quite clean," she said shyly.

"Well..." he said with a grin. "Keep that inserted until Dinner is over with, even while you serve me at the table. If you can retain that plug that long, I will take you to my room after dinner, and instruct you in what it really means to be had up the tail hole by a male."

For the next hour and a half, Cheri endured the large sex toy invading her nether regions, smiling with pride rather than acting embarrassed as some of the younger maids noticed the streamers, pointing and giggling. The older maids, however, simply smiled and quietly congratulated her on her new capability. After dinner, the Master rose from the table, took her by the hand in front of all the other maids, and they walked back to his suite of rooms. Cheri was positively glowing.

Once in his bedroom, Lord Karl told her to go to the bathroom to remove the plug. "Just in case," he said.

She did so, and the greased toy slipped free as soon as she had the straps unfastened, and shot halfway across the room! She giggled and laughed at that, but assured herself that she was still clean, though gaping open and slippery as a wet fish. She bent over the bed, her feet on the floor and her body flat on the mattress, with her maid's skirt framing her tail and pretty red-gold-furred butt. "Do I meet with Master's approval?" she asked, wiggling her butt, with her hole still gaping wide open.

Lord Karl slipped two fingers inside his virginal maid, and then a third. "Very much so. Here I come!"

Cheri felt the hot tip entering her tail hole, and sighed as he slipped almost his full length into her, as easily as she had inserted the butt plug. "All that practice with the toys paid off, Master! See?"

Lord Karl started humping her gently, "Very well indeed, my Pet! How does this feel?"

"Honestly? It feels very weird. Yet kind of good, too. Not painful, though. Do me just like Trixie, Master! Use my butt like you use hers, and fill me and plug me, and I'll see if I can walk back to my room that way. Eva bet me a steak dinner that I couldn't walk all the way back with a plug in my butt, after you use me. And if I lose, I have to lick her to climax every morning for a week, and Trixie too!"

Her Master laughed, picking up the tempo so her body shook against the bed with every thrust. "Sounds like a "can't lose' bet to me! I think you'd enjoy losing as much as you'd enjoy that steak! But I think you'll win, my Pet. I'll make sure not to tie with you, but when I finish filling you, I will need you to remain still, while I find your plug. God in heaven, you're tighter than Trixie, but it's a good fit, my Pet. Very good! Almost... Almost there."

Cheri slipped a paw under herself and started fingering her clitty, surprised at how aroused she already was from the stimulation of her backside. "Yes Master! Fill me up Master! OHHHH! Oh gods..." she shivered with her climax, and the clenching of her butt set her lover off inside her, with his hot seed flooding her tail hole.

Lord Karl hugged and kissed her from behind as he filled her, his knot firmly up against the outside of her hole. "You did very well, my Pet. So, what do you think? Want to try this again some time?"

Cheri nodded, and sighed quietly. "If you want me to. It's OK, but I like getting licked more than I like this. I don't mind it, though, and might enjoy it more as I get used to it. Now let's see if I can still walk!"

Lord Karl pulled free, quickly found the toy and its harness in the bathroom, and washed the toy off, re-lubing it. Then he came back and fastened it securely in place, assisting Cheri to her feet. "There you go. How do you feel?"

Cheri wobbled a bit, then smiled bravely. "Woah... this is so strange! I feel like I have been dancing for hours. My legs are all rubbery! But I'll make it, Master!" She wobbled out the door, keeping one paw against the wall,

The next night, Eva personally cooked Cheri a steak dinner, with all the trimmings.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 12

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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December, 1996 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

The week before Christmas, Lady Helga returned to the mansion, to celebrate the holidays with her husband. She was now 5 months pregnant, and soon everyone knew that her pre-natal ultrasound tests indicated she was carrying a large and thus far very healthy male child. To the surprise of many of the staff, the day she arrived she made a point of meeting with the senior maid, M'Lady Kim. Soon after that meeting, three days before Christmas Eve, a courier van arrived, marked with the name and logo of one of the most expensive dress shops in the canton. But though the driver did deliver a number of maternity-sized holiday outfits for Lady Helga, he also brought with him twenty-four neatly wrapped gifts, one for each and every one of the maids on the staff!

Each day, Lady Helga sat in one corner of the grand ballroom, directing the maids as they decorated the Yule Tree, and prepared decorations for elsewhere in the mansion, and arranged the gifts beneath the tree for her. She was quite pleasant and even friendly to all the maids, but a bit surly with Lord Karl. The reason had become clear as she talked with him at breakfast that morning. For one thing, she was massively irritated that her growing midsection was making it difficult for her to stand for prolonged periods. She was so used to being in perfect shape, that the effects her pregnancy was having on her balance and endurance was almost unbearable. But she was also upset with him, because neither he nor any other member of his family had mentioned earlier that his family had a tendency to conceive children who were rather large at birth. She was not looking forward to the delivery of this huge child, due in April. And she was already lamenting that after the birth it was likely she would need to take an entire year doing physical training, to regain her figure and athletic prowess. And then to have to go through it again! The effect that her breeding with Karl would have on her own body was one thing she had never stopped to consider. And as her gait became more ungainly, and her endurance faded, she was regretting ever signing that breeding contract.

From time to time she would have one of the maids sit with her, to keep her company. Of course, all the maids were on Holiday from school, so they were all over the mansion, with time on their paws since they could do many of their chores during the day, and had no homework. Miss Cheri was with her this afternoon, and was stringing popcorn onto strands of thread to decorate the tree with. Lady Helga had a bowl of popcorn and a needle and thread herself, and seemed to enjoy also making strings of popcorn. The old-fashioned decorations had been her idea, and she seemed to be having fun instructing the maids in how to make all manner of home-made ornaments and decorations. As usual when they were spending time together, Lady Helga and Miss Cheri were conversing in French.

"I used to make similar decorations for my family's Yule tree," said Cheri quietly. "But I would have thought a wealthy mansion like this would have been draped in all manner of fancy and expensive things! It seems so silly to make handmade decorations, when the Master could easily buy the fancy things my family could never afford."

Lady Helga flinched slightly when Miss Cheri referred to Lord Karl as 'The Master', but she let it pass, and replied, "Certainly, cher Cheri" Lady Helga replied "We could easily afford such, and the mansion does have many boxes of just that sort of decorations. I asked the senior maid about that, when I arrived. And I asked her not to get them out this year. In my own family, we still use a fair amount of home-made decorations. Not all aristocratic households are as well off as the Bernerholdts. Family fortunes get diluted as one generation after another has multiple heirs, and with each generation must needs divide the inheritance. My own family was like that - Old money and pure bloodlines, but too many children. I've been rather successful in business since I became an adult, but my Papa... he still gives tours of the family mansions to Tourists, to help pay the taxes on the Estate." She sighed. "Do you think I would have agreed to a breeding contract, if I was as well off as your... Master? Pray pardon me, my little one. It is still difficult for me, to think that my Husband maintains a staff of such young girls, and... uses them, as he does. Yet you all seem quite happy with your situations?"

Miss Cheri flushed slightly, and nodded. "I regret that we maids cause you discomfort, Mistress. Or would you rather I called you 'My Lady'? I wish that we could all be comfortable together, as you are now part of the family, as we feel we are, to a lesser degree. But yes, we are very happy here. We are not so different from you, except by degree. Most of us came from poor families. Certainly none of us had the advantages of an aristocratic birth. The Ma... that is, Lord Karl, he is a very kind and generous man. He has taken us in, given us a home, and pays for our education and welfare. It is natural that we should love him for his generosity. But he has also been very kind and loving to us all. We are not forced, My Lady. Not in anything. And he does love us all, I think - More so than he loves his Lady Mother, sad to say. It is not my place to be critical of my betters, but... I am very glad that Dame Bernerholdt is not my mother."

Lady Helga looked thoughtful for a moment, then replied, "Between you and I, it is my thought that perhaps he has so many maids, and in such... diverse types, as a way of rebelling against his parents. My investigators were quite thorough when his family proposed the breeding contract with me. I learned a lot about his background, though little of his personality. He was youngest of three brothers, and at first no one cared how he led his life. So it appears he mated with all sorts of girls that his parents would never have approved of. But both of his brothers have died, now. One was on a relief mission in a war zone, and got killed by a land mine that blew up under the truck full of food and medical supplies that he was trying to bring into the area. And his eldest brother, the one that his parents doted on and expected to be their heir, died in a car crash, along with his wife and son. Neither of his brothers had any surviving children. So, suddenly, he had value in the eyes of his parents, if only as a means of ensuring the continuity of the family name and fortunes. So I can see why he resents his parents. I don't care for them either."

Lady Helga set down the bowl, and looked at Cheri for a moment. "But my investigators could tell me very little about his personality, or his personal affairs. They easily found out that he kept a large staff of very young maids, and that he paid for their educations. It was public knowledge that he was running a charity foundation to educate young girls. They were also able to determine that on at least some occasions in the past, a maid would get pregnant, and though never acknowledged, it was supposed that he fathered the children. But not one maid would ever speak out against him, or confirm any allegations that he was anything but a model aristocratic employer."

The lady shook her head. "I'm not blind, my child. I know he's yiffing at least some of his maids, and quite probably most of them. No, don't try to deny it, or worse, don't confirm it! As his wife, that can be a bitter thing to accept, and I think I prefer imagining it is only a few of you that attend him in that way. But it is not as if he and I married for love. Yet, love him or not, legally I am his wife, and if the public got wind of his affairs while we are married, my own reputation will suffer. I think you may be right, chere Cheri. You and I are much alike - both in our way paid to serve him, and even to bed him. But I think you may have it better than I do, for to hear you talk, he does seem to love you. That is another thing that is very hard for me to take, you see. It hurts my pride, that though I am his wife, even if in name only, he would... rather dally with maids half my age."

Miss Cheri looked at the floor. "I am sorry, My Lady. Truly, I am sorry. Is there anything we can do to make it more bearable for you? Like you, we have our agreements, which I will not elaborate, but which we would not wish to break. But I cannot say that any of us among the maids wishes you ill in any way, My Lady."

"There are a few things, chere Cheri," Lady Helga replied. "And I suspect you are already doing much of it. When I am here, I must have him first, on any night I choose. I need to bear one more child, to be done with this misbegotten contract. And for that I need his seed at full potency, and not sapped by another. And for the sake of my pride, do not let me see more affection between the maids and Lord Karl than would normally be expected between the Master of the mansion and his staff. If you can be discreet, I can be blind, while I am here. Can you and the other maids do that for me?"

"Gladly and with all my heart, My Lady!" Cheri replied. "I think all of the maids would agree to that... whether anything was going on or not, of course."

"And there is one thing more, if you would. Though it is very hard to ask this," said Lady Helga. "Will you, and the other maids, talk to me about his personality, and his likes and dislikes? Not in graphic details, please, but... Tell me why you are so devoted to him? What is it that you see in him, or that he sees in you, that... well, that I have not found with him? I cannot turn back the clock and become as youthful as you are. But if there is something else, that might make the next few years more pleasurable, both for Lord Karl and for myself, I would like to know."

"I will think on that, My Lady. I do not quite know how or why he selected each of us. Save that in each case, yes, we are young, and that we had needs that were unlikely to be fulfilled in our former lives. But I can tell you this. Every one of us feels we are better off here than where we came from. You will note that not one of the staff has chosen to go back to their families for the Holidays? This is our home, now, and this is our family. And... though you may feel we are in competition with you... this is your family now as well. And we welcome you, as long as you can accept us."

Lady Helga smiled weakly. "A truce, then. I shall not question the maids activities, if you do as I asked earlier, and do not supplant what I need, or my place here. Honestly, once this contract is fulfilled, he can do whatever he pleases. With one on the way, and four years to go, we should all be able to 'get back to normal' before too many more years pass. And I shall talk to Karl, as well. Thank you, my child. You may go back to your other duties, now."

"Thank you, My Lady! I hope this is a happy Holiday for all of us!"

Christmas Eve, 1996 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

After dinner on Christmas Eve, the entire indoor staff gathered at the tall Yule tree in the grand ballroom, to open their Yule presents. The maids exchanged small gifts among themselves, though some giggled and asked the recipient to open it later, when they got back to their rooms. A few of the maids offered token gifts to Lord Karl or Lady Helga. Lord Karl gave Lady Helga a triple-strand pearl necklace, and a pair of matching pearl bracelets. Lady Helga gave Lord Karl a Rolex mountaineering watch, which had an anemometer in it for determining altitude and weather changes. Each of the maids got a gift from the Master, suited to their preferred pastimes. Some got books, some got musical instruments, some got recorded music, or a portable music player, and some of the youngest ones got stuffed toys, or games.

Then Lady Helga's mystery gifts were passed out, with the instructions that all the maids should open theirs at the same time. Her gift to each of the maids was a new maid's uniform, custom designed, and tailored by an expert at the top fashion salon in the canton, to each girl's exact measurements. The new uniform had a slightly longer black skirt than their current uniform, with a white under-ruffle, a starched white apron, and a white blouse that had a scoop neck and puff sleeves. There was also a black corset-like vest to go over the blouse, cut straight across for the younger girls, and cut to fit under the bust for the older ones that had womanly curves. She explained that, having a rather plush ruff of chest fur herself, she had noted on her first arrival at the mansion that many of the girls looked uncomfortable in the tight collars of their current uniforms. She hoped they would accept these gifts as an alternate uniform, to wear instead of the older one, or alternating with it. The maids all agreed that these were a very nice gift, and seemed pleased that the Mistress was accepting their service to at least some degree.

Christmas Day, 1996 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

The Holiday meal was held in the Grand Ballroom. With each course of the meal, a different pair of maids would attend Lord Karl and Lady Helga, bringing their portions and refilling their drinks. And of the remaining maids, half would be seated, and half serve the other maids, and then at the mid-point of the course, they would trade places, and the second batch of girls would be served by those who had just eaten. It was a relaxed and comfortable time, with plenty of food and tasty deserts served at the end.

Lady Helga retired for the evening after the first round of deserts, stating that in her current condition, there was little room in the tummy for more to eat. The entire maid staff stood as she rose, and bowed to her, wishing her a pleasant night.

On the last round of deserts, it was Miss Cheri's turn to serve the Master. Cheri walked up to Lord Karl with a silver tray, the contents concealed by a matching domed cover. She curtsied, and said softly, "Good Yule, Master! What I bring you is both the final remove of our meal, and my Yule gift to you this year. I made this desert myself, just for you, and I do so hope you will enjoy it!" She lifted the cover, and placed the platter before him. On the silver dish was a clear glass saucer, and on that a desert made from a pear half, artfully split part way through, and decorated with a single Maraschino cherry, and a dribble of cherry syrup. "I hope my Master will accept this gift?"

Lord Karl grinned, seeing the unmistakable symbolism, and saying, "My! That does look tasty! I accept your gift, and understand it quite well. But what would you have done if Lady Helga had not gone to bed early?"

Miss Cheri smiled "In that case, my Master, I would have added more fruit to your serving, to match the one she was to be served, and it would have been an ordinary fruit salad."

"My dear Pet. Always thinking ahead. Now, not tonight, of course. But I believe you have a birthday coming up, on the 29th? Lady Helga will have gone back to her estate by then, and I can properly accept your gift!"

"Yes, Master! Thank you sir!" she sighed, as she curtsied and moved to stand beside his chair.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 13

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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December 29, 1996 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Miss Cheri was so excited. It was her twelfth birthday today, and she could hardly wait for the Master's summons later this evening. She had finished all her chores for the day, and had eaten her dinner with the other maids, and now had some free time before the Master retired for the evening, and would summon a girl to serve him. She shivered in anticipation, because she knew tonight would be her night with him, and the first night that he would take her fully, as a woman. Word had gone around that the Master would call Miss Cheri for a very special summons tonight, and each of the older maids wistfully remembered when they were as new here as Cheri was, and the Master called for them in just such a special way. At dinner, the other maids had given her birthday gifts, and many of them gave her words of advice on subtle tricks that they knew would please the Master.

She had carefully bathed and then dried and brushed her hair and fur until it shone like gold in the sunset light. She tried half a dozen ways of fixing her hair, but it was so frizzy and poofy that the only thing that worked was the way she always wore it, parted in the middle and tied back behind each ear in a round puff ball. She had also borrowed some perfume from Miss Eva - a subtle scent that smelled like cherries and wildflowers.

Then she put on her new maid's uniform that Lady Helga had given her for Yule. Her Mistress had already returned to her own estate, but before she left, Cheri had made a point of thanking her for the beautiful new uniform. She really appreciated the lower neckline and the poof sleeves of the white silk blouse, which worked so much better with her dense, soft fur than the older uniform with its tight, starched collar. The short black skirt was a stiff, smooth silk, and under that was a white ruffle skirt in a soft and supple white. A frilly white apron went on next, made of sensible cotton. Then she laced up and tightened the corset-like bodice, and it almost made her look like she had the curves of a full-grown woman. She frowned as she looked in the mirror. Her mother and her sisters all had tiny breasts, and she doubted she would ever have a figure like Lady Helga had. But then she smiled, realizing that to her Master, that might well be considered a point in her favor, given his preference for young maids. She also doubted she would ever be as beautiful as some of the maids, or as Lady Helga was. She was cute, yes. And she had a nice smile. But was not what one thought of when they thought of a beautiful woman. Yet the Master seemed quite pleased with her, and often complemented her on how cute or pretty she was. She looked at the modest white silk panties that had come with the dress - six pairs of them - smiled, and put them away in the drawer, knowing she would seldom, if ever, wear underwear with her uniform from here on. She hummed a pretty tune as she went to the maid's ready room, to await her summons.

Lord Karl, in his own suite of rooms, was also humming in anticipation. He loved all of his maids, but Miss Cheri had become quite special to him, with her shy, submissive ways and her willingness to try new things. It had been difficult for him to wait on taking the girl's virginity. But he knew that leaving that as a gift for her to freely give him, as she had agreed to at Yule, would make this evening much sweeter and more special, for both of them. He looked at himself in the mirror after he washed and dried his own fur and hair. At thirty-eight, he was still as trim and fit as he had been at age twenty-one, when he had been given charge of this mansion, the least of several in his family's estate. Lord Karl regularly worked out with weights, and practiced wrestling with the trainers at the several fitness gyms that he owned. Like all Bernese, his tricolor fur was very striking, and almost identical in markings to all other Bernese. Most of his body was covered in a medium length, glossy, wavy black fur. He had a pure white muzzle, extending to a vertical white stripe between the eyes; a white, oval chest blaze, ruff, throat, paws, and tail tip. Rust colored fur was on his cheeks, a thumbprint-sized rust spot above each eye, and he had rust fur above each paw (from the wrist to elbow and from toes to hock). Like he was wearing vambraces and socks. The hair on head was lightly wavy, glossy black, and worn relatively short, combed to the side, with no bangs in front. The white fur on his chest was most dense in his ruff, getting shorter as it came to his flat, muscular stomach, and remaining fairly smooth as it continued to his sheath and sac, and underneath to encircle his tail hole. Earlier that evening one of the maids had given him a pedicure, and the thick black claws of his hind paws glistened like onyx. He slipped on a scarlet silk dressing jacket that came to his knees, and stepped out into the scarlet carpeting in the bedroom to make sure all was ready. Then he picked up the phone, and called M'Lady Kim, in the maids ready room.

When the phone rang, M'Lady Kim answered at once, smiling as she listened to the Master's formal request. "Why, yes, Master. She is here, and ready for you. And looks to be fit to burst with anticipation! I'll send her right up." She hung up the phone, and before she was halfway through saying "Miss Cheri..." she had to stop and laugh as the Chow Chow Dog girl was already rushing out of the room and heading for the stairs, her short tail wagging rapidly. "Ah, it would be nice to have so much youthful enthusiasm again!" M'Lady Kim sighed.

Lord Karl met Cheri in the Salon, and walked slowly around her, appreciating the sight of his eager young maid. He could already smell her aroused scent, and could feel his own shaft twitching in response. "My pretty little Pet! How fine you look tonight! You're quite sure you're ready for this? No regrets over giving yourself fully and completely to a Master who is older than your father? I find you irresistible, and I want you more than I can say. But what I take tonight can only be taken once, and I would be certain it is freely given, without regrets."

Miss Cheri curtsied and smiled brightly at her Master, appreciating how handsome he was, and how he had clearly made an extra effort tonight to look his best for her. He was almost two feet taller than she was, and she knew he could lift her effortlessly. Yet she didn't feel intimidated by his size and strength. She found it comforting, instead, that such a handsome and powerful male wanted an inexperienced and relatively plain girl such as herself. "No regrets, Master. None at all. No boy my age could be as handsome as you are, or as experienced in giving a girl pleasure. Before you came for me, I never dreamed that anyone so handsome or aristocratic would even look at me and smile, let alone find me desirable. I give myself to you fully, and am eager to learn more from you in the ways of love."

Lord Karl knelt on one knee, and kissed his maid warmly. "Then have a very happy birthday, Miss Cheri. For tonight you cease being a child, and tomorrow see your first sunrise as a woman. Come with me..." He rose and led her into his bedroom.

Miss Cheri giggled when she spotted the birthday cake on the dresser, with twelve candles lit. She rushed over and looked at it. The cake was a small one, about the size of a dinner plate, and in the shape of a heart, frosted in light pink, with crimson decorative icing. Each of the twelve candles was impaling a half-split Maraschino cherry. And in crimson lettering were the words, "Happy Birthday Cheri! Today become a woman." Beside the cake was a bottle of Champagne, on ice, and two glasses.

"Well? Blow out the candles, and make a wish!" laughed Lord Karl.

Cheri giggled again, and blew out the candles. Then she rushed over and hugged her Master, her muzzle rubbing against his firm sheath. "I think that wish is certain to come true, Master. May I unwrap my present?"

He smiled. "Rather have that than your birthday cake? All right. We can have the cake for desert, to celebrate your new status."

Miss Cheri unfastened the Master's dressing gown, and nuzzled his sheath, licking gently at the exposed tip. When he was undressed, she said, "Will you unwrap your Yule gift as well, Master?" and turned so he could unfasten her corset and undress her.

Lord Karl took his time undressing his maid, caressing her fur and kissing her gently as he exposed each part of her body. When he had her in the fur, he picked her up in his strong arms, and carried her to the bed. She snuggled against his ruff as they crossed the room. He set her gently on the edge of the bed, with her legs and tail hanging just over the edge, and eased her onto her back, before kneeling before her and starting to lick her virginal mound.

"My God! Oh, Master, that feels so good!" squealed Cheri, as she felt her master's tongue lapping at her clitty.

"It will feel even better once you're no longer a virgin," he said between licks. "Because then I can stick my tongue deeper inside you." He paused a moment, sniffing her mound carefully. "You just finished your period, yes?"

"Yes Master. The bleeding stopped just yesterday. Why?"

"Good! This is the best time to take you, then. When you're clean, but infertile and your heat hasn't started yet. It means I can tie with you, and fill you with my seed, with very little chance of getting you pregnant." He went back to licking her eagerly.

"Oh! Well, I very much want you in me, Master, and filling me. But I doubt Lady Helga would be very happy if I got pregnant. She likes to believe I am still innocent."

Karl nodded, as he repositioned Cheri on the bed, and climbed up between her knees, his own tail wagging. "True. I shall talk to the staff doctor about getting you on the pill, to be safe. But we should be fine tonight." He pulled back his sheath, exposing his thick, erect shaft. A droplet of precum glistened on the tip. "I will try to be gentle, my Pet. But this is going to hurt, at first. You've never had anything larger than a tampon inside you, and I can't enter without tearing the flesh of your hymen. But the pain of that tearing will pass swiftly, and the vagina will stretch to fit me. It will be sore, at first, but the pleasure will soon make up for the pain. Are you ready?"

Cheri looked at her master's shaft. It suddenly looked so huge! How could it ever hope to fit inside her tiny cunny? But then she remembered how her tail hole had been just a tight and puckered, and that stretched easily enough. She nodded, and closed her eyes. "Take me, Master! Do it now!"

Karl slipped the tip of his shaft up and down along her slit, wetting it with the young girl's juices, then slowly started to ease into her. He paused as she gasped for breath, then eased in until he could feel her hymen resisting his progress. He bent over and kissed the young maid passionately, then thrust hard, tearing her hymen and entering her to the hilt.

"YIP! Oh gods! Augh, it feels like your whole arm is stuffed inside me! Owwww..."

Karl held himself very still, kissing away her tears, and crooning softly to her. "There there. The hurting is over, now. Try to relax, and you won't clench so tightly. Gods, you're so tight I almost climaxed the moment I entered you!" He rose up, and drew outward an inch, seeing the ring of her blood on his shaft, and a trickle of blood running down her thigh fur on either side. "Congratulations, my Pet. You are now fully a woman!" Slowly at first, then increasing speed, he started to stroke in and out of the newly-deflowered girl.

Cheri squirmed her butt, blinking back tears, as she tried to relax. "It's not so bad, now. Still hurts, but. Ohhh... Oh yes, that DOES feel good! I'm OK now, Master! Really!"

Lord Karl slipped a paw under each of Cheri's thighs, lifting her rump with his paws and grasping her slender waist. He started mating in earnest now, sinking to full depth in that hot, tight girl, tail wagging as his own satisfaction grew. "Wonderful girl! My wonderful girl. So damned tight! Thank you for your gift, Miss Cheri. Thank you so much!"

Cheri's short, fluffy tail could now wag below her back, and did so happily, as she got into this new act of love. "Mummmm. That feels REALLY good now, Master! Harder! Oh, do me harder! Fill me up, Master!" She shivered as her first climax hit, their new position making every thrust rub against her G-spot.

Lord Karl was starting to spurt precum now, lubricating the girl's vise-tight channel, as he thrust in full depth and held his position, his tip pushing at her cervix, while his knot started to swell. "Brace yourself, my Pet! We're tying!"

Cheri's eyes opened wide, as her master's knot forced her ravaged channel wider than it had ever been expanded to in her life. "Ohhhh my god! It feels like there's a fist stuffed into me, you're gonna tear me apart! Aughhhh!" Her head flew back as an intense orgasm hit. "Dear God! Ohhh, that is amazing! I've never felt... OOOOHHH!" she gave up talking as another orgasm washed over her.

"There we go, my Pet! There's the prize! I'm filling you... Oh God in heaven! What a ride!" He shuddered as his hot seed spurted deep into his young maid, filling her newly opened depths.

When his climax ended, he eased Cheri's rump to the bed, and carefully repositioned the both of them so they were lying side by side, on their sides and facing each other. He held the young girl in his warm embrace, his knot still firmly wedged inside her. "I'm so proud of you, my Pet, So very proud."

Cheri nuzzled against her master's chest ruff, the top of her head only reaching to his chin in this position. "I feel like I have a watermelon stuffed inside me! My God you're big when you tie with me. But I want to do it again and again, tonight!"

"Well, that is good, because I want to mate with you until we fall asleep in each other's arms. And between each mating, I plan to lick you silly, while I recover my erection!" Lord Karl snuggled and kissed his maid, as his shaft twitched and spurted deep inside her.

"Eva said once, that when you tie with a girl, it could last up to an hour, stuck like this?" She asked, reaching down to feel the bulge of her master's knot, low in her tummy.

"Sometimes it can last that long. But 15 minutes to half an hour is more normal, for me. We can have a little more fun while we are stuck, though." He reached between them, and started rubbing Cheri's tightly stretched clitty with his thumb.

"Ohhh!" Cheri cried. "Dear God! It's like I am on a hair trigger down there now." She squirmed as they continued gently playing with each other, until her Master's knot subsided.

When he slipped free, Lord Karl immediately started cleaning the blood and cum from his maid, savoring the seldom-enjoyed taste of a freshly deflowered and well-filled former virgin. He rose up and kissed her. "That is what you taste like now. Savor it. You'll never taste quite like that again."

Over the rest of the night, they made love four more times, and Cheri lost track of how many times she reached orgasm. They paused between sessions to eat some cake and drink some Champagne. Cheri had never had Champagne or other alcoholic drinks before, and quickly became giggly and tipsy. For his second to last time, she used her muzzle to serve her Master, and for the last, her tail hole, though again he was careful not to tie with her. They fell asleep in each other's arms, and did not wake until morning, when a maid came to make the bed. The maid, a fourteen year old Irish Setter named Miss Brianna, apologized and retreated rapidly, saying she would come again only when called.

"Mummmm. Good morning, Master," Cheri sighed, stretching and reaching for his sheath.

"Good morning yourself, my energetic, and apparently insatiable, Pet! Happy?"

"Wonderfully so, Master. Thank you so much," Cheri replied, petting his sheath but doing nothing more. "I'd love to continue, but I don't think I could. My crotch feels sore, but so good at the same time. And besides, I'm a sloppy mess down there! Let me get a bath, and I'll have to help Miss Brianna to turn the mattress. I'm sure we soaked the bedding all the way through."

"My thoughtful girl," said Lord Karl, admiringly. "Always thinking of others. You are indeed a special young woman."

Swiss Mix - Chapter 14

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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January 1997 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Immediately after the New Year's celebrations, Miss Cheri had an appointment with the Doctor who cared for the staff and the Master. She had never met Herr Doctor Siefert before. Her initial examination and regular check-ups had been performed by the staff nurse, Miss Elena Betschart, a pretty border collie in her early 30's who was studying for her own degree as a Doctor, eventually planning on being certified in obstetrics and pediatrics. Nurse Elena was one of the few females on the staff who has never had any sexual encounters with the Master, for the simple reason that she was a Lesbian. But she was very good with the Maids, and had no problems keeping all matters confidential. She lived in the mansion, and ran a small clinic and pharmacy there for the day to day needs of the staff. She was authorized to dispense such medications as the Doctor prescribed, but she could not start anyone on new medications.

Herr Doctor Siefert came in twice a week, from his busy practice in town, to attend to the maid's more serious complaints, and to dispense such medications as may be required. Or he could be called to attend at other times if there was an emergency. Since Lord Karl wanted to have Miss Cheri put on the Pill, she had to see the Doctor to get the prescription, and the pills themselves. Miss Cheri arrived at the clinic, and Nurse Betschart directed her to wait in a small examining room for the Doctor.

Cheri was looking at one of the posters on the wall when she heard the door open, and a voice in German greeted her with, "Ah! The young Fraulein LeChow! How nice to meet you, Miss. What can I do for you today?"

Cheri turned, and was amazed that she was almost looking the Doctor straight in the eyes! The fellow was only an inch taller than Cheri. But what really stopped her in her tracks was that he looked like a scaled-down version of the Master, with almost the same facial fur markings, but a shorter furred coat. "Ah... Herr Doctor? I... Ahem!"

The doctor laughed. "My appearance surprises you, yes? Never have you seen an Alpenzeller before, Miss Cheri? It is all right. I get it a lot. We are not a common breed, my family. Distant cousins of Lord Karl's line, the Bernese. We are all this size. Small, but very energetic and vigorous, I assure you. Now, why did you need to see me today?" He grinned and took up a clipboard to make notes on her chart.

Cheri blinked, then laughed at her own silly reaction. "Oh, do forgive me Herr Doctor. I thought for a moment someone had shrunk my Lord Karl! I... well, how do I put this? I have recently started having sex, and Lord Karl said I should get pills from you, to make sure he... that is, to make sure I do not get pregnant." She looked rather embarrassed, not knowing how much she could feel free to say to the Doctor.

"Ah! So he has finally yiffed you silly, has he? Ach! No need to be evasive with me, Miss Cheri. Lord Karl and I are old friends, from back in college. I know all about his habits, and all the maids here. In fact, I think I may have been the one who got him in the habit of dating younger girls. You see, being so small myself, I preferred dating girls more my own size, so I dated high school and even middle school girls when I was in college. I fixed him up with a few girls I knew when we double-dated, and, well, he liked it as much as I did. You may be certain nothing you say to me will be repeated to anyone. Not even Lord Karl himself. Yes, I can get you the Pills. But first I should examine you, yah? Your Master is a big, healthy man. He is very well endowed, I know. We must make sure your hymen is the only thing he damaged when he mated with you, yes? So take off your skirt, and sit on the examining table here, and put your hind paws in these stirrups here. Have you ever had a gynecological exam, Miss Cheri?"

Cheri complied with the request, folding her skirt, underskirt and apron neatly on a chair, and only wearing her blouse and corset. The she sat on the end of the table, leaned back, and put her feet in the metal loops that the Doctor had indicated. It felt like a very strange pose, so similar to how her Master had her lie on the edge of the bed to be licked. "Like this, Herr Doctor?"

The doctor nodded, though he had her adjust her position closer to the end of the table. "Yah, yah. That is good. Now we spread these wide, like so." He adjusted the width of the bars holding the stirrups, so her feet were fairly widely spread, and she was very exposed.

Cheri's labia parted and she felt a draft of cool air on her nether regions. She shivered and her nipples stiffened a bit. "I don't think he hurt me, Doctor. I was very sore at first, but I felt fine the next day, even though he did me both front and back."

"Very good, then," said the Doctor. "We will examine both front and back, to be certain, yes?" He parted her folds and knelt close, his nose almost touching her, as he looked at what was left of her Hymen. "Yah, this looks good. Should heal up very nicely. The hymen, it gets thinner as a girl gets older. Once it breaks, the body re-absorbs most of the torn bits. In a few months, you will never know it was there. Now we check a bit inside, yah?" He wet a finger with some of the clear lubricating gel that the Master had Cheri use for her tail hole, and slowly wormed a finger into Cheri's cunny. She squirmed a bit, trying not to get aroused. But as his finger probed at her G-spot, she sighed and closed her eyes, almost wishing the Doctor would lick her.

Doctor Siefert smiled as he probed the young girl, knowing full well that he was arousing her. Then he got out a metal device that looked sort of like a vibrator, but made of two halves, and with a pistol grip of some sort. "This is the speculum. We use it to spread you wide, so I can look inside. I try not to spread you more than Lord Karl did when he mated with you, yah? I do it just a little at a time, and you tell me if it hurts, so I stop, yes?" He slipped the cold metal tool into her lubricated vagina, and clicked it open a notch, and then two. "Is all right, yes? Just a little more, I think."

Cheri yipped about three clicks later, and the doctor backed the device off one click. Then he peered into her hole, and shone a flashlight inside her. Cheri squirmed some more, but tried to hold still.

"Yah, he poked you deep, yes? Tied with you? I see some minor bruises to the cervix, the muscular ring that guards the entrance to your womb. But no real damage. He is a bit big for you, yes. But you do all right, I think. No harm done."

Cheri let out a sigh of relief when the doctor collapsed the speculum and withdrew it. Then she yipped again as the doctor slipped a lubricated finger in her tail hole.

"Yah, this fits easier. Here you have had more experience, yes? Easy to slip in, even if I add two more fingers." Which he did, making Cheri squirm again. "You seem fine down here, too. I think he could even tie with you here. Has he tried, yet, in this place?"

"Not... not yet, Herr Doctor. This is making me feel really funny. All squirmy," Cheri admitted.

The doctor smiled. "Is good! That shows you have good reactions as a woman. If you did not feel, squirmy, as you put it, then maybe he took you too soon. But you react good." He withdrew his fingers, and cleaned the gel off his paw and off the exterior of Cheri's mound and tail hole with a warm, wet washcloth. "You are good to go, Miss Cheri. I give you prescription for the Pills. You take each day, to prevent pregnancy, yes? You understand?"

Cheri nodded, rather distracted by the feelings that were still disturbing her nether regions. "Take each day, to prevent pregnancy. Yes, Herr Doctor. I understand."

He wrote up a prescription, and then got three packages of The Pill from his black bag, and gave it to the maid. "There you go. Is all, now. Unless... If you still feel too 'squirmy, I could offer to help?" He grinned at her.

Cheri took the pills, and nodded shyly. "I don't think the Master would mind, since you are his good friend. And I have never had any other male, so would like to know what it is like."

The doctor stepped to the door, and said to the nurse. "No appointments for the next hour, yah? Must consult with my patient at length."

The nurse just laughed, and went to lock the outer door, putting out a small sign stating when the office would re-open. "Yeah, right. Have a fun 'consultation', Doctor."

The doctor closed and locked the examining room door, and took off his own clothes. To Cheri's surprise, his sheath and sac was every bit as large as the Master's! He saw her gaze, and laughed. "Yah! I told you, we Alpenzellers are small, but very vigorous! I make good 'squirmy' time for you, yah?"

Cheri took off her blouse, and then laid back on the table, her feet still in the stirrups. "I sort of wanted you to lick me when I got into this contraption. Lick me now, Herr Doctor. But I guess you'd better use my tail hole, because my heat should be starting any day now. It wouldn't do for you to get me pregnant!"

"No! No, that would not be good, not at all. We lick and we use your pretty little butt, then. And thank you, Miss Cheri!" He knelt back at the end of the table, and processed to lick her eagerly, while slipping a finger back inside her and massaging her G-spot. In no time at all, Cheri was in orgasmic heaven, writhing on the table and tail wagging fast. Then he rose and guided the tip of his shaft into her lubed tail hole, and started to hump her butt. "Ah! You have a very nice butt, Miss Cheri! Yah, very good!"

Cheri was really getting into it now, and surprised herself when she realized that one thing that was helping to turn her on was the fact that her feet were raised into an odd position and unable to move. She wondered if this was why Miss Gabrielle liked being tied up when the Master took her. Maybe she should ask the Master to do something like that with her? It was worth trying. "Ummmm, this is so good. Yiff me, Doctor! Use my little butt!"

Moments later, she could feel the doctor's knot slamming against the tight ring of her anus, as he came inside her without tying. "Ach! So good! Very good, my little girl! So very good. I do not tie though. I leave that for Lord Karl to be first, yah?"

Afterwards, Cheri dressed and walked back to her room in a daze. She left the pills in her nightstand, with a note to herself, "Take pill to prevent pregnancy."

March 1997 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Three months later, Cheri woke up and rushed to the bathroom, and got violently ill into the toilet. After losing everything in her stomach, she still felt wretched. So she dressed and went to the clinic, and saw Nurse Betschart. The nurse examined her carefully, asked several questions, and had Cheri piss into a small cup. Then she went back to the lab counter and ran a few tests, while Cheri waited.

When she returned, she gave Cheri some antacids to settle her stomach, and then said, "Well, you're a perfectly healthy young lady."

"Healthy? But I feel so sick! You can't find any reason why?" Cheri asked.

"Oh, I know exactly why, dear girl. You are a perfectly healthy and decidedly PREGNANT young woman. Didn't Doctor Siefert put you on the pill in January? Did you forget to take them?"

"PREGNANT! Noooo. Master's been yiffing me for the last three months, but I swear, I have been taking my pills!" Cheri moaned.

"Every day?" the nurse asked.

"Well, every day he yiffed me, I took one right away that night. But I never missed a day that he yiffed me, I'm certain!" Cheri replied.

The nurse rocked back in her chair and laughed. "Oh, you silly, innocent twit! No wonder he knocked you up. You are supposed to take one of those pills every single day! Not just on the day after sex. It isn't a 'morning after pill', to prevent accidents!"

"Oh God... Now what will I do?" moaned Cheri.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 14 (continued)

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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March 1997 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Miss Cheri left the mansion's clinic with her tail drooping straight down between her legs. The news that she was pregnant filled her with dread. Not only was she certain that Lord Karl's parents would be enraged at the situation, she was also very fearful of Lady Helga's reaction. The Mistress had been so kind to her since she first arrived at the mansion. And Cheri knew that Lady Helga cherished the illusion that Miss Cheri was still innocent, even though she certainly suspected that her husband yiffed virtually all the maids regularly when she was not at the mansion herself.

Checking in with the senior maid after getting properly dressed, Cheri tried to smile brightly, and asked if the Master had called for his morning coffee and paper yet. M'Lady Kim replied that he hadn't, but that she could send Cheri up with it as soon as he called. Kim knew that the Master had asked for Cheri a lot over the last three months, as was his usual pattern when a new girl was being brought fully into his service. He always lavished attention on the new girl, while still not neglecting the rest of the staff.

Several minutes later, Miss Cheri was on the way to the Master's personal office with a silver tray bearing the coffee service and the day's paper, as well as a telegram that had arrived that morning for the Master. She tapped softly on the door, and the Master's voice came from inside, bidding her to enter. She did do, closing the door after setting the tray on a credenza. "Your coffee and paper, Master, and a telegram. And please, sir? If I may have a few minutes of your time?"

Lord Karl picked up the telegram, opening it as he replied without looking at Cheri. "Of course, my Pet. Just let me read this first. Hummm. Ah, that makes sense, yes. Miss Cheri? When you return to the maid's ready room, please inform M'Lady Kim that Mistress Helga will return in three days time. She's nearing her due date, and has decided to have the baby here, since we have a clinic and midwife on staff. Now, what is it, my Pet?" He looked at her more carefully, and frowned with concern. "Cheri? What is it, my dear? You look as if you have been crying. Is there trouble at home? I can arrange plane tickets at once, if you need to go back and see your family?"

"N.. no sir. No trouble at home. Mama and Papa are fine, as are the rest of my family. I had a letter from them just last week, and they were proud that my grades were so good last semester, and that I was doing so well here. I... Oh, master!" She rushed forward, fell to her knees, and placed her head against Lord Karl's muscular thigh, hugging his leg like a lost child. "I'm so sorry, sir! It was my own stupid fault! I didn't understand! I never wanted to cause any trouble, and... and..." she dissolved into tears, sobbing and hugging his leg tightly.

Lord Karl set the telegram aside, and stroked Cheri's hair and ears comfortingly. "There there, my Pet. Slow down, and calm yourself. What is wrong? Whatever it is, I am sure we can work it out."

The young maid sniffled and snuffled a few minutes, then looked up with tears glistening in the fur of her muzzle. "Oh, Master... It's terrible trouble, and I am so sorry. Those pills the doctor gave me... I wasn't taking them right, and now... oh Master! Now I am pregnant! I didn't mean for it to happen, and no other male has placed his seed in my cunny but you. And now I... I don't know what to do! When Lady Helga sees my tummy start to bulge..."

Lord Karl sighed deeply, then bent down and kissed the tears away from the frightened girl's face. "Well, this is a serious problem, yes. But perhaps it is not as bad as you think. Now, look at me, my Pet! There's a good girl. First, I am NOT angry with you, all right? Accidents like this are unfortunate, but they do happen, and have happened before. And WE will find a solution to it. I have no intention of discarding you like a broken toy. I never have with any of my maids, and I won't now. You and the child will be cared for. I take it that you have already decided you will have the child?"

Cheri nodded, still sniffing and snuffling. "It's your baby, Master. I can't help but love it, though I know it will cause trouble. You... you could send us far away. Or..." she broke down in tears again.

Lord Karl picked the young girl up, and sat in his office chair, with her on his lap, comforting her like a child with a skinned knee. He released a lever on the chair that allowed it to rock, and gently rocked her, petting her hair and comforting her until her tears subsided. "I will support your decision to bear the child, if that is what you want. You must realize, however, that I cannot publicly claim the child as my own. My parents would disinherit me and adopt a new purebred son to be their heir, if I did that. And yes, I could send you away. But to be honest, I really don't want to do that, for my own selfish reasons. You and I have only begun as lovers, and I don't want to lose you so swiftly. "

Cheri stopped crying slowly, and looked up at her Master. "Yes, Master. I know you can't claim to be the father. That was why I got so upset, because I knew how much trouble it will cause if the child becomes public knowledge. But... You said other maids have gone through this? How... how many others, Master?"

"Four," he admitted. "Though only three of the children survived childbirth."

"The first maid tried to stay on here, and to have the baby at the mansion. That was before either of my brothers died, when my parents didn't really pay much attention to my activities. All we had to do was claim a guest or some male encountered in town had been the father, and that the girl was uncertain who the father had been. So she stayed here for her full pregnancy. But that was before I set up the clinic here, and... the birth didn't go well. The mother survived, and remained in my service, but the child didn't make it. That was a very sad time for my household. It was then that I set up the clinic, and fully paid maternity benefits for all the maids - so if it ever happened again, they would get the best of care."

"There were two who simply chose to leave, as you suggested. I sent each to a distant place; covered all her medical bills; set her up with a nice home; and established a trust fund so she could finish her own education, and care for and educate the child. When the first of those was born was when I added education benefits for offspring to the Maid's standard contract. Each girl raised their baby as a single mom, and later got married to a nice man who adopted the child as his own. But both were several years older than you are now, and almost ready to leave my service anyway. If they had not become pregnant, then a few years later they would have transferred to a position at a mansion owned by a friend of mine, to continue working as a maid, as most of my girls do after college. I haven't seen either of the girls since they left, and I never got to see either child."

"The other maid took an 18 month leave of absence, citing a "family emergency". She went elsewhere for her pregnancy, made arrangements for a wet nurse, and later for day care, and in time the child will be sent to boarding schools. I took care of all their expenses, and continue to do so. Since that maid returned to my service, she spends all her vacation days visiting that child, and reports to me that she is a very pretty and active girl, who seems very intelligent. She would be about 5 now, and entering kindergarten. I've seen pictures, but have yet to meet her. It's acknowledged that the maid has a child elsewhere, but the official story is that she was conceived and born during her trip to Sweden. When the girl is old enough to enter the school that you and the other maids attend, perhaps she will be brought here, to be closer to her mother."

Cheri nuzzled against Lord Karl's chest. "You took such good care of them all. But how sad, that you don't get to see most of them! Is there any way I could stay on here, as the first girl did?"

Lord Karl kissed his maid. "The path won't be easy, but I think we can manage it, if you are brave enough, and can keep the story straight as to what we claim happened. Who knows, so far?"

"Just the nurse knows sir, and the two of us. I didn't even tell M'Lady Kim."

"Well, we can trust her to be silent, and to agree to whatever we say. The same goes for the Doctor. They will be the only ones who know the truth, besides us, so they can take care of any test results that prove inconvenient. How about this? I know the girl's school you attend is not supposed to have any males on staff. But I also know that on occasion, boys from the town do sneak into the school grounds to try to make out with the girls there. Two or three of the maids have boyfriends in town, because of that. The school also has its share of girls with a troubled past, so they do have on-site day care, for those in your situation. We claim that you met a smooth-talking boy there, at school. We could say he was a tricolor collie, in case the baby's fur resembles mine. We will say he seduced you, then never came back once he found out you were pregnant. We'll do an investigation, but of course it will fail to find the boy. Your contract here covers maternity and day care, and I can have you moved to a room with a smaller, second bedroom that shares the bathroom. You take the baby to school with you each day, and care for the baby here the rest of the time. But the hard part will be convincing Lady Helga. She could be very angry at you for being so loose with a strange boy. And if she ever finds out we lied to her, she could well be furious. But if you can stick to the story, I think we will be all right. Can you do that?"

"A smooth talking Collie boy seduced me at school. He never told me his name, and ran off when I told him I was pregnant. Yes, I think I can do that. It will be difficult to lie to Lady Helga, but I think I can. Thank you, Master, for helping me know what to do!" Cheri hugged Lord Karl, then slipped off his lap and served him his coffee.

April, 1997

Lady Helga had been very disappointed that Miss Cheri had gotten knocked up by some boy at her school, and she did her best to ensure that Lord Karl's investigators and her own tried discreetly to find the wayward father. But of course, nothing came of that.

On April 10, 1997, Lady Helga, attended by Doctor Siefert and nurse Betschart, gave birth to Lord Karl's first legal heir, who was christened Hans Bernerholdt. Hans was a strapping young boy who weighed nearly ten pounds at birth. His fur markings were just like Lord Karl's, with the same oval chest ruff.

For the rest of the year, Lady Helga remained at the mansion, devoting her time to raising and caring for Hans, and to exercising and doing physical therapy with almost a manic passion, to regain her former waistline and fitness. The delivery had been quite hard on her figure, though she had managed a natural birth. She refused to mate with Lord Karl again until her waist measurement has returned to normal. By December, she was close enough to her original size to wear the chastity belt again.

Lord Karl took to slipping out at night through the secret passages, which Lady Helga did not know of, and yiffed the maids by night, in other rooms of the mansion. It was a long year for all of them.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 15

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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January 16, 1998 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

It was a cold Winter morning, with snow falling heavily outside the mansion. The roads were impassible, but the Master had made arrangements a couple of days earlier for Doctor Siefert to be flown in by helicopter to the mansion. The helicopter remained on standby on the front lawn of the mansion, both in case the Doctor got a more urgent emergency call, and in case there were any complications, they would be able to air-lift Cheri to the hospital, in town.

In Miss Cheri's room, Nurse Betschart napped in a chair beside the pregnant maid's bed. Miss Cheri's water had broken that morning when she got up to use the bathroom, and her room had immediately been prepared for an in-home delivery, with all the necessary supplies staged in the bathroom, including a hot plate and a steaming kettle of hot water. Waterproof sheets had been placed beneath the bed linens, and on the floor under the bed. They were as ready as anyone could hope to be.

Miss Cheri groaned and rolled over onto her back. Her slim waistline had almost tripled in girth, and she felt like a watermelon... no, a huge pumpkin, had been stuffed inside her. The girl baby inside her squirmed and gave a very solid kick. "Urf... How much longer, Nurse? I want to get this over with so badly! Look at my poor tummy! I'll never be able to wear my old uniform again, I'm so FAT!"

"Oh, you'll trim up fine, just like Lady Helga did," the nurse assured her. "All you have to do is work at it. Though honestly, this is one reason why I never let any male yiff me, honey. Not something I ever want to experience. No, a girl's tongue or a dildo are just fine for me, and a lot safer! Was that another contraction?"

"No, that was a kick. I swear she's playing soccer in there! Ugh! Oh, that was a contraction, though."

"All right, just a few minutes apart then. Should be in the next hour or less. I'll call Doctor Siefert and Lord Karl to come on up."

Three hours later, they heard the welcome yip of a newborn baby girl. They had needed to give Cheri some pretty strong drugs to block the pain, and had to perform a minor operation on her vaginal opening, called an episiotomy , to allow the large baby to pass, but at least they hadn't needed to do a C-Section delivery. As several of the maids cleaned up the blood and the mess, Nurse Betschart placed a cloth-wrapped bundle into the exhausted mother's arms. Lord Karl stayed in the room for the delivery, but refrained from stepping to her bedside. His official place today was as her employer, not her lover.

"Welcome to the world, Marie LeChow," her mother whispered. "You cost me more pain than I would have imagined possible, but it was worth it, to see your pretty little face." She closed her eyes a moment, drifting off, and then opened them again. "Gonna sleep now. So tired. Can I get some food when I wake up, though? M' hungry but fallin' asleep."

"Sure thing, sweetie," said the nurse. "You rest now. You did a great job. She's healthy and beautiful. You're both going to be just fine."

Doctor Siefert took Lord Karl to one side. "She will be fine, I assure you. When she has recovered a bit, we give her some blood, then stitch up that cut we made for her episiotomy. I know, it makes a bloody mess. But looks far worse than it is, and hurts her much less than if that big child tore her. Just over 9 pounds, she was. Big healthy girl baby! Miss Cheri, she is young, and will recover fine. We stitch her back up, and she will be nice and tight again. But she needs bed rest for a week, light duties for the next five weeks, and no sex for six weeks, yah? And just between you and me, she should not try another baby from such a big father, unless we do c-section. She is too small, and that father, he seems to throw very big pups, yah?"

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Early February

Two weeks later, Lady Helga came to visit Miss Cheri and baby Marie. "They tell me that you are recovering well, my dear? I am glad to hear that."

"Yes Mistress. I'm on light duty now, and return to classes in a few more weeks. I'll be doing homework here until then, brought by the other maids for me. And when I start back up, little Marie will travel with me, so I can feed her." Cheri sat on the side of the bed, in a dressing gown.

Lady Helga nodded, looking down into the crib. "Isn't it odd, that a Collie could have fathered such a large baby on you, my dear? She does look very much like you. But I see her muzzle is a bit lighter. May I look at her?"

"Of course, My Lady. I am honored that you have so much interest in my baby," replied Cheri, cautiously.

The elder lady unfolded the blankets covering the two week old pup, and looked carefully at the rest of her markings. She noted the lighter paws, the oval chest blaze, and other faint markings, and then wrapped the child back up and held her in her arms, nuzzling and sniffing at her. A tear fell from her eye, as she set the baby back into the crib gently.

"Tell me, my dear... Why did you lie to me?" she asked softly, staring at the wall above the crib.

"Mistress? I don't know what you mean," replied Cheri

"You know perfectly well what I mean, my dear," Lady Helga said sadly. "This child's father was not a collie. He was a Bernese. He was a male Bernese whose scent and markings are very well known to me. As a mother knows the scent of her own pups, how can I not know the scent of a pup whose parentage is half that of my own son? I will not speak out against you. It would hurt me far more than it would hurt you. But will you at least honestly tell me why it happened? Could you not have at least tried to be more careful, and to spare me this?"

Cheri hung her head, her tail between her legs. "Mistress? I would not for the world hurt you. We did try to be careful, and I was on the pill. But I didn't understand the directions for using the pills. I did not take them every day, and so, we thought we were protected, but we were not. It was my own innocence and stupidity, My Lady."

"I see. Just an accident. And he let you have the child. I see he does love you. I have no such illusions, for myself. You are doing well with your breast feeding? No problems?"

"Yes, Mistress. My breasts are still quite small, like my mother and sisters. But I am producing plenty of milk for Marie."

"Enough for two, perhaps? Could you serve as a wet nurse for my Hans?"

"Mistress? I... Well, yes, I could, and in fact would be honored. But why? Are you leaving us so soon?"

Lady Helga barked a laugh. "Ha! I have my pride, girl. And it will take me time to forgive and forget. Meanwhile, the peaks of the Alps call to me. It has been too long since I have been on the mountain. And a glacier is no place for an 8 month old puppy. Be his wet nurse for me. Become the Governess for my boy Hans, as well as your girl, and raise them well. And maybe that can repay me for what you have done, intentionally or no. I trusted you once. Earn my trust again."

Miss Cheri stepped over to Lady Helga and carefully knelt at her feet, wincing slightly as the still healing area of her nether regions complained. She took one of the lady's white paws in her own reddish gold-furred ones, and leaning her head on the lady's wrist. "My Lady, I have violated your trust, but will do my best to redeem myself in your eyes. Thank you for keeping our secret, and withholding your anger."

"I will make the arrangements today then." She looked around the room. "This room will not do. You will move your things into the room adjacent to Hans' nursery, in the family quarters. Little Marie can share his room. I will send a couple of maids to help you to pack and to move."

"Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress," said Cheri, crawling backwards toward the bed.

"And for heaven's sake get on your feet! You are a Governess now, not a mere sex toy. Behave as suits your station! You need to be a role model for the children." Lady Helga stormed out of the room, to seek her husband and confront him with her findings.

When all had been settled, Lady Helga left the mansion, and returned to her own estates to plan and embark on a climbing expedition. She was not to return for quite a while.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 16

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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February, 1998 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

For the next two years, Miss Cheri's life revolved around the two pups - Hans Bernerholdt, and her own Marie. She breast fed both pups, changed their diapers, and was in almost all respects the mother to both of them. While Lady Helga on occasion would call on the phone, or send a gift or a telegram for a birthday or Yule, Hans' real mother stayed away from the mansion. So it fell almost entirely on Miss Cheri to raise the children. Lord Karl would watch them play, and even help bathe the pups. But he refused to change diapers.

Following the advice of Doctor Siefert, Cheri continued to breast feed both pups, though she also started them each on solid food at 6 months. The Doctor assured her she could continue the breastfeeding as long as she was comfortable with it, and he said that even four years would not be a bad idea, and was considered by some experts to be good for the health of both mother and child. She found she rather liked the close feeling with the pups that breastfeeding gave her.

And there was a small added benefit as well, to her long-term breast feeding of the pups. Lord Karl found he occasionally enjoyed suckling on her pert, small breasts, and tasting her milk for himself. He had never done that before with any of his maids. Since Miss Cheri could not leave the pups out of earshot for very long, Lord Karl either came to her room when he wanted her, or else had another maid watch the children while Miss Cheri was summoned.

In March of 1998, Young Hans, now 10 months old, started calling Miss Cheri "Mama". Cheri tried to show him pictures of Lady Helga, and pointed to the picture, saying "Mama", but Hans just didn't get the connection. So she put a picture of Lady Helga on the wall above Hans' bed, and tried daily to remind him that the pretty lady in the picture was his real mama. About all that accomplished is that for a while he thought the name of the picture was "Pretty Lady".

In November of 1998, Hans scared Miss Cheri half to death, by somehow managing to climb to the top of a tall clothing press. She had to call for his father, Lord Karl, to get him down, because Cheri could not reach that high, even when standing on a chair. Lord Karl just laughed, stating it was definite proof that Hans was Lady Helga's son.

By late 1999, little Marie was walking and running around as much as Hans was, and the two of them found it was great fun to both run off at once, and then go different directions. Miss Cheri started to wish her parents had been greyhounds, rather than short-legged Chow Chow Dogs. Cheri finally had to ask the Master to assign Miss Tabitha full-time to assisting her with the children. The petite red vixen, who like Miss Cheri was now 15 years old, was happy to help with the pups. This also allowed Miss Cheri to have time off on occasion to explore more unusual activities when the Master summoned her, such as experimenting with being tied up, or wearing a leash and collar, while serving him.

As the months rolled by, Lord Karl became more and more concerned that Lady Helga might fail to return, or might wait too long and fail to conceive again soon enough, and thus forfeit the breeding contract's conditions for the both of them. After several pleading letters from Karl, mostly centered about the possible loss of his inheritance and Helga's own future financial arrangements, In January of 2000, after several rather terse and taunting replies, Lady Helga agreed that she would return home the following month, and agreed to try for the second child. She had been away from the mansion for two full years.

January, 2000 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Miss Cheri raced down the hallway, carrying a large bath towel and chasing three year old Hans. He had just escaped from his bath again, soaking wet, and was running through the hallways, in the fur, laughing and giggling. The chase came to an abrupt end when Hans turned a corner and ran smack into his father, Lord Karl. Miss Cheri apologized profusely, offering the towel first to the Master, while she held his squirming son, and then wrapping Hans in the blanket and hanging on to him. "So sorry, Master! Your son runs almost as fast as I can! And when he escaped from his bath, I had to put Marie in her playpen before I could chase him, or I'd have her running the halls wet and in the fur as well!"

Lord Karl laughed. "No harm done, my Pet. He certainly is an energetic fellow, isn't he? Maybe we should send him to visit my dear mother for a few weeks, to run her tail ragged for a change. No doubt she is having a good laugh at my expense, now that I have to be a parent. But I could never have done it without you, my dear. I am so very proud of how you have cared for him, even though it has meant that we have less time together. By the way, you'll get some relief soon. Lady Helga has finally agreed to return for another round of breeding. So with any luck, for the next year, she can help with the boy. She'll be arriving in three weeks."

"Eeep! Thank you, Master. I'll try to be ready. Come along, Hans! Back to the bedroom, to get dried off and get some clothes on."

As they walked back to their rooms, Hans looked at Miss Cheri. "Mama? Pretty Lady is coming?"

"Oh dear..." Cheri said. "How many times do I have to tell you, dear? I am your nanny, not your mama. The Pretty Lady, Lady Helga, is your mother, dear. She's the pretty Berner lady whose picture hangs above your bed. She has been gone a long time, but she does love you. She sends you presents, remember? And when she comes back, you must remember to call her 'mama'."

"All right, mama," the toddler replied. Miss Cheri just sighed.

February 2000

Lady Helga arrived, with her own driver and three attendants, all male and very handsome and virile in appearance. She was again in perfect health, as slim and fit as the first day she set foot in the mansion. All the maids lined up in the front hall to greet her, and Lord Karl was actually on time and ready, and even in his best suit and tie, despite the fact that he detested wearing a tie or a tight collared shirt. "Welcome home, my dear," he said, and to Lady Helga's surprise, he produced a dozen long stemmed roses from behind his back, and gave them to her.

"Roses? For me?" Lady Helga asked, with an expressively arched eyebrow. "I must have really had you worried. You're actually going to court me now?"

Lord Karl looked uncomfortable, especially as he noted the change in the sorts of servants who attended his wife, but nodded. "As I should have when we began, my dear. Neither of us has any illusions about why we married, but I should have at least tried to offer romantic conditions for our pairing, and to make matters as pleasant as possible. Perhaps, if I had from the start..." his voice trailed off uncertainly.

Lady Helga smiled. "Well, it's a pleasant change, yes. Please do keep up the effort, even if just to humor me. Now, where is our son?"

Miss Cheri tapped Hans on the shoulder, and whispered to the pup, "See? She wants to see you. Go greet her, like we practiced."

Three year old Hans was even more uncomfortable than his father, in long pants and a starched white shirt, with a crimson necktie. He walked over beside his father, and looked up at the very tall woman who he could only remember having seen as a photograph, or in an occasional video clip on Miss Cheri's computer. Then he bowed at the waist, with one paw against his tummy and the other behind his back, and when he stood up, he said, "Welcome home, pretty lady! Er... mama?"

Lady Helga knelt down and gave the boy a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and ruffled his carefully combed hair. "My! How you have grown! Mama has a gift for you." She turned to signal one of her own servants to bring the gift, but then turned back as she heard Hans padding swiftly away from her.

"Oh!" Hans said, as he ran straight to Miss Cheri. He looked up at her expectantly. "Mama has a present for Hans?"

Cheri groaned and shook her head. "Not me, you silly puppy! Her! Over there. The Pretty Lady is mama, and she has a gift for you. Now get back over there."

Lady Helga frowned, but then nodded. "I guess I deserve that. Your Governess has been more of a mama to you than I have, hasn't she? But mama can't take a young pup like you out onto the glaciers. Not yet. So mama had to leave you here. I am sure Miss Cheri has taken very good care of you, and... well, I would rather you called me_mama and not _her, but I do understand. Now here, open your present." She handed Hans a gift wrapped box, about the size of two stacked soccer balls.

The pup tore all the wrappings off, and dug into the box, scattering bits of colored paper everywhere. He pulled out a bright red backpack, designed like a mountaineer's pack, but scaled to his size, complete with a small folding shovel that had a stubby ice pick on it, and a coil of red rope. "What is, pretty, er, mama?"

"That is a climber's pack, like the one mama wears on the glaciers, when we go way up in the snowy mountains. There's lots of fun stuff in the pack for playing in snow, with your little friend, Miss Marie. I have one for her, too. Come here, Marie!" she beckoned to the two year old hiding behind Miss Cheri. "I have a present for you, too."

Little Marie looked up at her mother, who nodded that it was OK. Then she ran out to meet the strange lady, and curtsied carefully, almost losing her balance. She giggled and said "Present?"

Lady Helga gave the second gift to Marie, and when she had opened it, she showed both pups how to put them on. Then she patted both on the head, kissed them, and sent them back to Miss Cheri, stating "Why don't you ask Miss Cheri to help you change into play clothes, so you can go play in the snow?"

As the children ran squealing off to their bedroom to change, with Miss Cheri following rapidly, Lady Helga handed two small pager-sized devices to Lord Karl. "These are for you and for Miss Cheri, and I have one as well. The packs both have GPS trackers in them. They are the latest development in mountaineering safety, from my foundation. These tracker units will get a range and bearing on either pup's pack no matter where they go. And you can also go to the website stamped on the back of the pager, enter their two ID numbers and an access code, and get a map that shows where they are playing. I have another pair of trackers that you can attach to their clothing, if you think it would be useful."

Lord Karl rubbed his head thoughtfully. "That might prove to be invaluable. Those two are quite a paw full to keep track of." He looked at the young men behind her, frowning. "I suppose I shall have to set up rooms for your retainers in the guest wing. It doesn't seem like it would be a good idea to house them in the maid's quarters. They will be staying, I take it?"

Lady Helga smiled at Lord Karl's discomfort. "Why, yes. I was thinking of having them stay. That won't be any bother, will it? Though I thought perhaps to have the four of them use one of the family suites, like Miss Cheri, to be close at hand. Let me have them introduce themselves." She called the four men forward.

The first to come forward was a slender red fox, dressed as a chauffeur. He doffed his cap deferentially, but with a bit of a mocking tone in his voice, offering a paw for a handshake, while saying in English, "Glad to meet you, sir! Redd Brushtail's the name. I'm the Lady's driver. Came from Northern California, in the US of A, and I'm pretty good at driving on snow and in the mountains."

Lord Karl shook his hand, slightly nonplussed that a servant would be quite so forward. "Yes, yes. A pleasure, I'm sure."

The next fellow was a very muscular Newfoundland dog, with long black fur. He smiled and gave a very formal and correct bow, as a servant to a superior. He spoke in a slightly accented German. "Peter Ericcson, Sir! I serve as a porter and mountain climber for the Lady. From Sweden, sir."

Lord Karl inclined his head, saying, "Yes. You certainly do seem to be a strong fellow. Good to meet you."

An equally muscular Rottweiler stepped forward, also bowed in just the right manner for a servant greeting a superior, and spoke in flawless German. "I am Heinrick Von Klaus, Herr Bernerholdt. Lady Helga has told us much about you."

"She has, has she? Good to meet you," said Karl.

The last retainer was a very handsome and muscular Saint Bernard, who Lord Karl recognized. He had seen him before in videos of Lady Helga's climbing expeditions, serving as her chief guide and climbing partner. The fellow smiled and bowed slightly to Lord Karl, speaking a German-Swiss dialect like a local native, which he was. "And I am Reudi Struder, Herr Bernerholdt. Lady Helga's mountain guide."

"Yes, you I know," interrupted Lord Karl. "You've been with my wife longer than I have known her myself."

Reudi smiled at that "You could say that, yes. We have known each other a long time. Had she not married you, I might have asked for her myself, by now. But I did not ask soon enough. She is a fine woman, is she not?"

Lord Karl looked at the four young men, and wondered of his suspicions were correct. The way they smiled at him he found... troubling. "Yes. She is a very fine woman. You may have her yet, if you are patient."

"Yes," replied Reudi, looking Lord Karl in the eyes. "Yes, I just might. I am a very patient man."

Swiss Mix - Chapter 17

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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February, 2000 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

The four retainers that Lady Helga had brought with her were settled in the unused corner pair of rooms in the "Family Suites", two men to a room, with a shared bathroom between them. At the other end of that side of the family quarters was the pair of rooms that Miss Cheri and Hans and Marie used. Between them was an unused pair of rooms, and the men moved the two extra beds they needed from those rooms into the pair of rooms they had been assigned to use.

On the other side of the family wing were the larger suites for the Master of the house and other senior family members. But rather than moving into Lord Karl's rooms as she had done before, Lady Helga chose to use the suite next to his, on the corner. Her choice of suites was in the closest location to the rooms where she had settled her four retainers. Then came Lord Karl's rooms, then an unused suite usually reserved for very special guests, and last on that side was the suite that Dame Agatha and Sir Eric shared, on the rare occasions of their visits.

After dinner, Lord Karl politely 'requested' that Lady Helga join him in his rooms. He did not call for Miss Cheri or any of the other maids to be a witness, just yet.

She meekly followed him, and sat on his bed. "Would my Lord care to inspect the chastity belt? In fact, I insist that you do. You will find that the damnable thing has utterly ruined my fur, where it has rubbed me furless in spots for the past two years. But I assure you that the only time it has been removed, since I left your bed with it on two years ago, has been at my quarterly examinations by my doctor, and in the presence of his nurse. I can produce the records of that, if you like." She lifted her skirts to reveal the belt, which also prevented her from properly wearing any underwear.

Lord Karl looked, and nodded curtly. "Yes, yes... I'm sure it is in order. Or at least, I am sure that if it has been removed improperly, there would be no way for me to tell. The damned thing wasn't my idea, and you know it full well. I'll call for a maid to bear witness in a moment, and will remove it then. But first, I think we need to talk in private."

"Why of course, my dear. Whatever would you like to talk about? My latest expedition to base camp 2, on the second highest of the Alps? Or perhaps that avalanche that barely missed us last spring? You never mentioned either event in your letters to me. Or perhaps you would like to talk about our son? How has he been?" Helga asked, in a mocking tone.

"Hans is fine. He is a wonderful, healthy boy. He will probably become a champion mountain climber himself some day, given how often he has frightened Miss Cheri to death by climbing everything in sight. But you would know these things if you would ever visit him. He's too young to write, but we could certainly read letters to him, and write them for him. Or you could e-mail videos for him, or use a webcam. But you'd rather climb a glacier than be a mother, wouldn't you."

"Our contract only stipulated that I breed the children and see to it that they are properly cared for. Miss Cheri is caring for them quite well, is she not? The contract never said I had to stay home and be the one to change their diapers, and I doubt you do that either. And I certainly can't take him with me at his age, now can I? Though I would be happy to when he is older. If it is any consolation, I do intend to get to know Hans better over this next year. However, unlike you, my career requires me to travel, and to be active in extreme conditions. You can run your fitness gym chains and sporting goods stores and other investments from your office right here in the mansion. But my career would be dead in the water, if the only climbing I get to do is up the stairs to the mansion's bedrooms. Anything else?" she continued to sit there on the bed, knees spread wide, with her skirt up around her waist, and the chastity belt exposed.

"You know there is. What's with the collection of mountain climbing calendar boys? Couldn't round up a full dozen? Or did you feel that four of them was sufficient to shame me with?" he asked, with a mild amount of reproach in his voice.

"Why, Karl! Are you actually jealous of them? You, with how many little girls to play with as your personal harem? No, I just have the four of them, but they suit my needs just fine. And I assure you that they have been, and will continue to be, a model of public decorum - just as your pretty maids are unswervingly loyal and unwilling to cause a public scandal. More so, since certainly none of THEM can get pregnant, nor can they get me pregnant while this damned cage is on me. And I do insist, lest anyone call matters into question, that you lock the belt back on me at any time that I am out of your sight. We wouldn't want to risk a scandal, would we?" She was smiling viciously now, baiting him, as she tapped the front of the chastity belt.

"So, you admit that they serve you much as my maids serve me?" he snarled.

"I admit to nothing of the kind... just yet. But why shouldn't they, if there is a way they can still please me? Does that thought bother you? The glove is on the other paw now, and it doesn't feel quite so good, does it? How does it feel, to believe that several other men find your wife more desirable than you do, and that they may well be cuckolding you with her? Now how do you think I felt these past four years, knowing you were yiffing all your pretty little maids? Why should it be right for you, and not for me? I assure you, I have obeyed the breeding contract to the letter. No male but you has been allowed to breed to me, or to even come close to depositing their seed in my womb, since our wedding day. You paid for exclusive breeding rights to a prime brood bitch, and you got her. But what I do with my heart, and the rest of my body, is my affair. Or should I say, are my affairs?" Lady Helga smiled at him. "Don't worry. Just like your maids, my 'calendar boys', as you call them, have regular checkups, and a clean bill of health. I wouldn't risk our contract by taking a risk of contracting some disease that would make me in any way unfit to bear your remaining puppy."

"All right, dammit! You win. Have your pretty boys, for whatever good they can do you with that belt on. Why should I care? Let's just get this over with. The sooner you manage to give birth to my second pup, the sooner we can both be free of the contract. I'll agree that being forced to wear that belt is massively unfair to you. I repeat that it was not my idea. But you walked into the agreement with your eyes wide open. I never lied to you about my maids, and, at least give me credit for this much, I never flaunted them in your face, either. So leave off with the effort to run my manhood through a meat grinder." Lord Karl walked across the room and poured himself a snifter of brandy.

"All right," replied Lady Helga. "Summon one of your maids as witness. She can even 'get you warmed up', out in the Salon, if you need it after what I just put you through. Here are my conditions for your 'surrender.' On any given night for the ten days out of every month that I am in season and at my most fertile, you refrain from having sex with anyone but me for at least 12 hours before each mating with me. We need your seed to be sufficiently potent. What you do in the remaining half of every day, or in the remaining days of the month, I do not care, as long as I do not have to watch, and you don't make a public spectacle of yourself. When I am not breeding to you, I'll wear that belt, until my pregnancy is far enough along that it will not fit. But any time I am not with you, whatever else I do with my body is nobody's business but my own. If I choose to summon one or even all four of my 'calendar boys' to please me, I can do so, and you won't raise a finger to stop me. I will also try, until the next baby is delivered, to get to know Hans as a proper mother. But once I deliver the next child, you and I will be separated, and Miss Cheri can raise the baby for me. Call all those diapers her penance for betraying me with you. I'll still come by to visit, but not to attend your bed. Agreed?"

"Fair enough. I'll call for a maid." He picked up the phone, and dialed M'Lady Kim. "Send Miss Tabitha to my rooms. Primarily to bear witness, but not entirely so."

When the 16 year old vixen arrived, Lord Karl met her in the Salon, and immediately had her give him oral sex until he was hard. Then he walked Miss Tabitha into his bedroom, and instructed her in English as to how to bear witness to the mating. He also explained to Lady Helga that this maid spoke only English and German.

The vixen watched as he unlocked the chastity belt, noted Lady Helga's condition, and then stood beside the bed as her Master licked his wife until she was wet, and then mounted her in an almost rough manner. She didn't understand at all what was going on, for the Master had never asked for anyone but Miss Cheri as a mating witness before.

When he had tied with his wife, Lady Helga whispered in French, "Be a good boy, and maybe you can even have them warm you up here in the room. Or maybe I could put on a show for you, with one of my 'calendar boys'? Would that get you hot, or leave you incapable?" She grinned as she felt his shaft twitch hard inside her. "Naughty boy! I think you really do like that idea. Do you want to see how I have been making do for the last two years?"

"Ah... And how could they please you, if you have the belt on?" Lord Karl replied, in that language, somewhat flustered. He didn't know what bothered him worse. That Lady Helga was so blatantly willing to cuckold him to his face? Or that he was, in spite of himself, responding to her suggestions with renewed vigor in his manhood.

"Why, given my limited options, I've gotten quite well practiced at anal sex, my dear. With a big enough male, riding me hard and fast from behind, my clit rubs enough against the inside of the belt to give me a fine orgasm. You should try my ass some time, after filling me. You can even tie with me there. I'm sure I could accommodate you easily... now." She clenched her pelvic muscles, and elicited a groan from her husband.

"I... honestly don't know," he confessed. "I've never considered having another male involved, when I was with a girl. Even when I double dated in college, we took the girls to separate rooms." He remained silent as they waited for his knot to subside. But that seemed to take longer than usual, tonight. Could it be that he really did want to watch as his wife mated with someone else?

After Lady Helga had cleaned herself, submitted to the re-locking of the chastity belt, and retired to her rooms, Lord Karl yiffed Miss Tabitha, until the young and now very confused vixen could hardly walk.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 18

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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March, 2000 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Lady Helga teased Lord Karl rather mercilessly for the next month, suggesting repeatedly that on some evening, when she was not at her most fertile, he really should agree to sit in the room and watch, while at least one of her 'calendar boys' took her in front of him. In spite of himself, he became more and more aroused at the thought. After all, though they were man and wife, legally, their marriage was strictly to ensure the legitimacy of his heirs. So... if she wanted to be an exhibitionist, why not allow her to entertain him that way, even if it was cuckolding him. No one had to know, after all.

In mid March, it finally happened. Lady Helga came into the bedroom one evening, just before Lord Karl normally would have summoned a maid. All four of her 'calendar boys' were with her, and one of them was carrying a backpack. "Sit in that chair, Karl," Lady Helga demanded, pointing to a heavy carved Oak arm chair in a corner of the room.

They moved the chair right next to the bed, and Karl sat, looking decidedly worried, as the retainers stripped him and bound him securely in the chair with several short pieces of rope, so he could not move at all. He was embarrassed at the fact that he was suddenly sporting an erection.

When he was bound, they locked the door, and all disrobed. Reudi stood behind him, with his massive paws on Lord Karl's shoulders. "You will watch every moment, Lord Karl. No looking away. You understand?"

"Yes, I understand. No need to make threats. I'll watch your show," he said sullenly.

Lady Helga stood before him, in the fur and wearing only the chastity belt. She reached down and stroked her husband's shaft lightly with her paw. "So eager to see this? Keep that stiff, if you can, and when this is over, maybe I will reward you." She climbed onto the bed, facing the mirror, and raised her tail high, as the big black-furred Newfoundland, Peter, placed his sheath in front of his Lady's muzzle, and the muscular Rottweiler, Heinrick, positioned himself at her tail hole. The Rottweiler stroked his shaft a bit, until he was nice and stiff, and leaking pre cum all over Lady Helga's tight brown tail hole. Lord Karl couldn't help but notice that the other males were both better hung than he was himself, though not by much.

Lady Helga smiled at her husband, then took the Newfoundland into her muzzle, and started sucking his cock. At the same moment, the Rottweiler behind her slowly pushed his shaft into her tailhole, using no lube other than his own precum. Lady Helga groaned, raising her tail higher and pushing back, until the muscular stud was fully inside her butt. Then the Rottweiler started humping her eagerly, as his friend at the other end was getting sucked. Both males reached forward and caressed Lady Helga's back, flanks and breasts.

Reudi spoke into Karl's ear, kneeling beside his prisoner, "Two years, this was all the Lady could enjoy. Two years, of the four of us doing this to her almost every night!"

Lord Karl squirmed in the chair, his cock twitching, and unable will himself to look away. "I never asked her to stay away so long. You must believe me..."

The Rottweiler soon was groaning and humping Lady Helga so fast that she could no longer suckle her other lover, but he refraining from tying with her. Her firm breasts wiggled forward and back with each hard thrust. The Newfoundland moved closer to her butt, eager to take his turn. When Peter pulled his dripping cock free, Heinrick jumped right on in his place, madly humping the lady.

Peter walked close to Lord Karl, his still dripping shaft close to the captive lord's face, as Reudi took his place at Lady Helga's muzzle. Helga moaned with a solid orgasm, and then latched on to the big Saint Bernard's shaft like a drowning swimmer seeking an air hose, tail wagging happily. Reudi was very well hung. The big dog was easily half again as thick as Lord Karl, and several inches longer. He closed his eyes and stroked his Lady's hair affectionately as she warmed him up for a go at her tail hole.

Heinrick howled as he dumped his load into his Lady, and she responded with yet another orgasm. Then Reudi took his place at her tail, plunging straight in and hammering his Lady harder than the others. Heinrick moved beside Lord Karl, and as was his companion Peter, stood with his sloppy shaft inches from Karl's face. Redd came from somewhere behind Karl, and mounted his Lady's muzzle, humping her at that end as eagerly as Reudi was at the other. Karl was somewhat relieved to see that at least one of the retainers was no better hung than he himself. The tension in his own sac was becoming unbearable, as the pheromones in the air from the rutting lovers got thicker with each passing minute.

Unlike the others, Reudi fully tied with his Mistress, and remained tied for a good 15 minutes, before pulling free while his knot was less than halfway back down. Lady Helga moaned, and tapped Redd on the butt. "Save your load. Free my husband now. It is time for his reward."

The retainers untied Lord Karl, and roughly led him to kneel behind his wife. Karl looked down at his wife's gaping and very sloppy tail hole, and sighed. "I'm to take a go after all of you? All right." He entered her, and grunted as she suddenly clenched her tail hole and became much tighter.

"Make it good, my cuckolded husband. Show me you're at least as good a man as they are. Tie with me," hissed Lady Helga.

Lord Karl closed his eyes, and tried to ignore the fact that he was being stared at by four men who has just mated with his wife as he watched. He had to admit, this kink, though new to him, was actually rather exciting. It was strange and yet arousing to know the slippery feeling was from other men's seed, and that he would soon add his own. He started getting into it, and was soon tied tightly in his wife's butt, starting to spurt his pre cum.

Then he suddenly felt strong hands grab both of his arms and his ankles, and felt the bed move, as if someone else had climbed onto the bed. His eyes flew open as something cold and wet was applied to his own tail hole, as another set of hands roughly held his tail up and out of the way. Peter and Heinrick had him by the arms, Reudi had grabbed his ankles, and Redd was kneeling behind him, firmly holding his tail up while lubing Karl's butt! "Hey! Now wait just one moment!" He struggled but couldn't budge, trapped by all four limbs and his own knot.

"This won't hurt much, if you just relax. Never been had this way, eh buddy? Well, there's a first time for everything, and I love taking virginal asses. It's time for you to join the club!" and with a heavy thrust, the fox shoved his full length up Lord Karl's tail hole.

Karl, whose only experience with having anything up his butt like that was his doctor giving him a prostate exam, howled and tried to wriggle out of the way. But he also climaxed, and soon relented, as he lay against his wife's back, grunting as he was reamed, while his own seed flooded his wife's butt. As the fox's knot started to swell in his ass, the other men released him, and stepped back.

It was then that he saw the movie camera in the corner, its red light glowing. "Oh I don't believe this! You're RECORDING THIS?"

Lady Helga clenched her tail hole repeatedly, milking her husband's seed from him. "Consider it insurance. I'll be keeping the only copy of that tape in my safe, after we have all watched it, and you've seen just how you looked. No one else will ever see it, so long as you NEVER give me any trouble in the future. You may 'own' all those pretty maids of yours, but now, I OWN you. And you are never to forget it!"

"Yes," he said in resignation.

"Yes what? Is that how you should address one who OWNS you?"

"Yes, Mistress," he sighed.

Redd murred happily as his seed flooded into the Lord's formerly virginal backside. "If it's any consolation, buddy, she made each of us get knotted up the butt before she started having us cuckold you. We all were to know exactly what it felt like to be on the receiving end of a hard, knotted cock. I already knew what it was like, and liked it. I'm from the Bay Area in California, and bisexual my whole life. I introduced the other three to this practice, though they are as straight as you are."

Once they were all done, and had left, Lord Karl took a very long shower. Somehow, it didn't seem long enough. As he stepped out of the shower and slipped into a bathrobe, he heard a soft tapping on his door. He went to answer it, and M'Lady Kim was standing there, looking very flustered.

"Master? When you didn't call for tonight's maid, I came up through the passages, to make sure all was well. I saw them starting to tie you up, and turned on the cameras in the observation room, to be safe. In case you ever needed it. My God! I never would have thought she would... I mean... Master? What should I do with our tape?" The Golden Retriever looked very worried.

Lord Karl nodded. "Put it in the media safe, with the other more... unusual tapes. Who knows, we may need it. And Kim? Thank you, for that, and for your future silence."

"But of course, Master. We are here to serve you."

Swiss Mix - Chapter 19

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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March, 2000 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

The next several months were an 'eye opener' for Lord Karl, in more ways than one. When Lady Helga informed him prior to breakfast the day after his cuckolding as to the general nature of her plans for him, he immediately contacted M'Lady Kim, and told her that unless explicitly ordered otherwise, the maids were to stay out of the secret passages and observation rooms, and that no one was to operate or monitor the recording devices in his suite, or in Lady Helga's suite. Maids were only to come to those two suites when explicitly summoned. They were not even to come in to change the bedding, unless called for. Then he agreed to Lady Helga's demands.

In private, Lady Helga planned to continue to dominate Lord Karl, getting him to try additional behaviors he had never previously considered. It began on the night following his cuckolding. Lady Helga came to his bedroom, and produced a leash and collar for Lord Karl. "I have spent much of the last two years contemplating how best to tame you, my wayward husband. That included learning about sexual practices I had never even contemplated before we mated. You have spent much of your adult life as the unquestioned Master of all people around you, having every sexual whim of yours granted without question by your servants. I have learned what it is to be in that position, and find I rather like it myself," Lady Helga said. "Starting tonight, you will learn what it is like to be at the other end of the leash - to be the servant, and to jump to obey the whims of a Mistress - my whims. Obey me, and you may even find... most of it... quite enjoyable." She fastened the collar on his neck. "You will wear that collar and leash at all of your 'training sessions' with me unless I say otherwise, until I choose to leave these estates, and you will crawl on all fours during these sessions unless told to do otherwise. Whoever holds the leash may command you to perform whatever act they desire. You will comply, or I will not mate with you and produce your second child. And that means you would lose your inheritance, and all that you have. That will hurt my finances as well, of course. But I would still have my own estates and business interests that I had before the contract. I can live with that, if I must." She sat in the armchair beside his bed, in the fur except for her chastity belt, with Lord Karl likewise unclothed and kneeling at her feet. Her four male retainers were lined up in front of the locked door of the bedroom, also in the fur.

Lord Karl was ashamed to admit that this behavior was actually getting him aroused, even though it most likely meant more male-on-male acts with Lady Helga's retainers. "Yes, Mistress," he sighed. "I see I have no choice. But you do realize I am not bisexual, don't you? And I thought three of your four retainers were straight as well?"

Lady Helga leered at her husband. "Before I began to endure this damnable chastity belt, I would have said I was not terribly much into anal sex, or into Dominance and submission games. One adapts to their situation, and you will learn to adapt as well, my dear. You are correct that the majority of my boys don't consider themselves to be bisexual. But they will obey my orders, even if it means mating with another male. As you will. And most of what I have in mind does not include them directly mating with you, though we will start with that, as part of my taming you to my will. We'll start with something easy, for tonight. I know you have no qualms about licking your own seed from me, so the taste of a male's seed is not that objectionable to you, is it?"

Lord Karl hung his head. "That is true, Mistress. I don't mind the taste of my own seed. But I have never tasted that of another male, Mistress."

"Tonight, that will change. You will crawl over to each of my retainers, and offer them your leash. When they take it, you will use your mouth and hands to make them cum, and you will take their seed in your mouth, and swallow it all. Do this, with each of them, and then you may take the belt off me tonight and mate with me. If you can manage a second time after that, you may use my muzzle or ass as your reward for your stamina. Begin!"

"Yes Mistress," Lord Karl said, as he crawled over to Redd, and offered the fox his leash. He had a hard time choking out the words, but said, "Mistress commands me to serve you, and to swallow your seed. Will you... will you please accept my leash?"

"Any time, buddy!" the fox laughed. "Who knows? Maybe you really are Bi, and just hadn't thought to try it this way. It's easy to do, bud. Just imagine what you'd like to have one of your maids do to you, if they were in your place. And you do that to me."

"Yes... Master," he reluctantly said, eyeing the todd's bulging sheath. Hearing a buzzing sound behind him, he looked back at Lady Helga, who had produced a vibrator and was applying it to the outside of her chastity belt.

"Vibrations still get through the damned thing," she said with a shrug. "Though using the vibrator outside the belt is nowhere near as pleasant as directly applying the toy. What are you waiting for? Begin pleasing him!"

"Yes Mistress," he said, turning to face the fox again. He reached out and touched the other male's sheath, pulling it back and exposing the shaft.

Redd grasped the base of his cock with his own paw, pointed his shaft at Lord Karl's nose, and waited for him to open his muzzle. "Lick it. And then suck on it, slowly. I'll be nice, and won't thrust it down your throat."

"Yes sir. Thank you sir," Karl said, as he started licking at the other male's tip. He soon realized that it didn't taste much different than licking a woman's slit, and he closed his eyes and tried his best to imagine how his favorite maids pleased him with their muzzles.

"Ohhhh, that's good. See? It's not so bad, is it, buddy? You'll get used to this in no time. Yeah, keep that up. See how much you can get in your muzzle for me." The fox's tail swayed sinuously behind his butt as he got into the pleasure of the act. A few minutes later, he pulled the leash tight with one paw, and placed his other paw behind Karl's head, as he started to dump his load in the lord's muzzle. "Unghhhh! Oh yeah. Not bad at all, for a first timer! If you ever do want to 'practice' voluntarily, I'll be happy to oblige you, at any time. Who wants him next?"

The other three dogs were not quite so much into the idea, but each in turn took the leash, and allowed Karl to service them. Reudi went last, and did end up thrusting his shaft so deep in Karl's throat that he gagged a few times. But he managed to complete the act, and swallowed each load. His own shaft was painfully erect and fully knotted by the time he was done.

Then he crawled over to Lady Helga, who clapped her paws as if she had just watched a pleasant play at a theater. "Well done! Such a good boy! You may crawl over to the nightstand for my key, and crawl back. Then you may stand again, unlock me and have your reward.

He complied, and they soon were on the bed, rutting hard and fast. Since his knot was already swollen, he was unable to tie with her, but still deposited his seed into her, and held himself in place until his knot subsided. Then he took her anally, taking his time and trying to make it as good for her as it was for him. When they were done, Lady Helga removed his collar and leash, and she and her retainers departed for the night.

The next night was quite similar, but Lady Helga had each retainer take Lord Karl in the tail hole, and tie with him. Taking Redd's knot hadn't been so bad, before, or on this night. But the other three, and especially Reudi, were larger and longer, with much larger knots, and Karl was only barely able to accommodate them at all. They went in order of size, with Reudi going last. Karl thought he was going to be split in half by that last mounting. He was relieved when Lady Helga assured him that this would be the only time that he would have to tie with all four males in a single night... unless he actually asked to do so again. He rather doubted he would ever make such a request. He found it rather painful to walk or to sit for the next day, and regretfully thought back to the night when he had hurt Miss Margarite's tail hole. Now he had some small idea of just how much he had hurt her that night.

Later, Lady Helga found out that several of the older maids were quite happy to 'entertain' Lord Karl along with other male business guests. Karl normally on such occasions would reserve one maid for his exclusive use, and then allow his guests free use of the others, as 'refreshments'. Lady Helga instead directed him to try more and more often the idea of 'sharing' one or more of his girls with another male, and taking 'sloppy seconds' after his guests had filled the girl. On these occasions he was not required to wear the leash and collar, and was allowed to give the maid the impression that sharing her with the other male was his choice that night. The retainers never elected to use the services of the younger maids, leaving that kink for Lord Karl alone.

On several occasions Lady Helga had him summon and tie up and blindfold Miss Gabriella, who was now twenty one, though the little Italian greyhound was still as petite and slender as a 15 year old. Then she would have all four of her retainers thoroughly use the girl, with Karl using her last in every hole. Gabby loved this, being insatiable for such use. She even requested the Master to make her available to the four retainers on nights when the Master did not summon her for his own purposes. He agreed, rather hoping the nymphomaniac girl would sap the libido of the four young studs, and give his own body a rest.

On other nights she would have Karl summon one of the older maids for each of her 'boys', and then Lord Karl would be expected to 'clean up' after each of them, licking each girl clean after one of the other men had filled her cunny. Again, he was allowed to give the maids the impression that the Master merely wanted to lick them clean a lot more often than he could if he alone filled them.

May, 2000 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

By May, Lord Karl had become rather used to Lady Helga's domination of him. As a reward for his acceptance of his situation, she reduced the frequency with which he was forced to submissively serve her to only a few times a month, when he had been particularly annoying to her in some other way.

After three months of trying, Lord Karl finally managed to impregnate Lady Helga again. The entire mansion staff and residents held a party to celebrate the blessed event.

As Lady Helga had agreed, this time she remained at the mansion through her pregnancy, and spent much of her free time getting to know young Hans, and also spent time with Marie, since the two pups had become almost inseparable friends. As springtime bloomed around them, and before her pregnancy advanced to the point where it made long walks tiring, she took the children and Miss Cheri on several lovely hikes through the local woodland trails, exploring the area with them, and having picnics in the woods.

Over time, Lady Helga renewed her friendship with Miss Cheri. It was hard to stay mad at the young maid and Governess, when Helga saw how well the girl was taking care of the children. And now that Helga has rather thoroughly had her revenge on Lord Karl for his promiscuity, she was much more relaxed around all the maids.

As July approached, four of the older maids, in particular, took a liking to Lady Helga's retainers, having been called upon to serve them several times. The Siamese cat girl twins Miss Chailai and Miss Chimlin paired up most often with Heinrick and Peter (the Rottweiler and the Newfoundland), and the golden retriever who was the Laundress, Miss Andrea paired up with Redd, the fox. Miss Gabriella simply adored being used by all of them. All four girls announced that when Lady Helga eventually did return to her own estates, they would like to transfer to her employ. Lord Karl consented to that readily, as all four were now getting older than his preference, and soon would have sought transfers anyway. Lord Karl had by now formed a somewhat lopsided friendship with the other four males, and granted them each the right to summon any of these older maids when they desired to do so.

Only Reudi did not seek a maid to prefer to call upon. He would use Miss Gabriella when the retainers got together with her, but he preferred Lady Helga's company, even with the restriction that he still should not mate with her vaginally. At least now, as her pregnancy progressed, he could lick her.

Other changes happened that year, which had little to do with the affairs in the bedrooms.

Miss Trixie and Miss Eva became apprenticed to the Laundress and Seamstress, as M'Lady Sarina, who held the latter post, had announced her intention to marry her boyfriend from in town, in mid 2001, and to quit at that time.

As the new year approached, both of the pups continued to grow. Hans and Marie were no longer needing diapers by the Yule holidays, though Miss Cheri continued to allow both to breast feed from her, to keep her milk production going for the next baby she was to raise. And Hans finally had it straight which woman was his mother, and started simply calling his governess 'Miss Cheri', as his father did.

On February 24, 2001, Lady Helga gave birth to a pretty and very healthy little girl, and named her Heidi. Heidi's chest blaze looked just like her mothers, in a cross shape on her chest, with the cross-arm spanning her tiny pink nipples. Miss Cheri immediately started being Heidi's wet nurse and caregiver, as Lady Helga exercised to restore her former fitness, and prepared to return to her own estates.

After the doctors, lawyers and Lord Karl's parents had tested and approved of Heidi's health and parentage, the conception requirements of the breeding contract were finally deemed. Lady Helga got a Norplant birth control implant, as an alternative to the chastity belt. Two weeks later, in mid March, she took Lord Karl to her bed one last time. Each of her four retainers was allowed to mate with her vaginally, and then Lord Karl was allowed to follow them, and then to lick her clean. Afterward, Lord Karl even voluntarily offered his leash to each of the other males for one last time. But only Redd took him up on the offer, muzzle fucking Karl, and then having Karl mount Redd's tail hole and tie with him. Karl found he rather enjoyed this treatment by now, and confessed he would miss Lady Helga and her four lovers. They all parted on friendly terms, and Heinrick, Redd and Peter each privately told Karl that unless Lady Helga ordered them otherwise, and they doubted she would, they would cease mating with her after they returned to her estates. The purpose of their doing so had been served. Karl told Reudi that he hoped the big Saint Bernard would be happy with his Mistress, but would keep a low profile regarding his intimacies with her, until her eventual divorce would allow Reudi to marry Lady Helga. Reudi promised that he would do so.

The following day, Lady Helga celebrated the approved conclusion of her breeding contract by smashing the chastity belt to pieces with a sledgehammer and anvil from the estate's workshops. Then the Lady and her retainers left for her estates, and the four oldest maids left with them. While Lady Helga had to remain married and technically 'available' to Lord Karl until little Heidi turned ten, they would remain separated after that day. She would return on occasion to visit and play with the children, but she never went to her husband's bed again.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 19 - continued

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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March, 2001 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Dame Agatha and Sir Eric came to visit their new grandchildren in March, bringing lots of presents for young Hans, and cooing over baby Heidi. They acted almost pleased with Lord Karl. In fact, it was the most pleasant visit from them that he could recall in his entire adult life. But he had finally given them what they demanded, two healthy and well-bred heirs, to carry on the family line. If they were disappointed that Lady Helga was not there to greet them, they didn't make that readily apparent.

As for Miss Cheri, they acknowledged her presence no more than that of any other servant, which left the Governess privately fuming.

After Agatha and Sir Eric had left, Lord Karl summoned her, in part to calm down the maid who had largely become his favorite among the many that he had. "Yes, they can be insufferable snobs," he said. "But to them, you're 'just a servant', even though you're playing a critical role in raising my children. Rest assured, my Pet, I do appreciate your efforts, even if they do not."

"It's just so frustrating, Master. I mean, who breast feeds them, changes their diapers, bathes them, and watches over them, day and night? They should give me at least a little credit, for ensuring that their grandchildren are healthy and safe, if nothing else," The 16 year old Chow Chow Dog girl sat on the edge of her Master's bed, looking sullen.

"I do have some news for you, my dear," Lord Karl said, rubbing the girl gently under the chin. "As you know, several of my older maids chose to leave us this year. Your friends Miss Eva and Miss Trixie are to become the new Laundress and Seamstress, respectively. And though she is not ready to retire from my service at all herself M'Lady Kim has asked me to see if you would be willing to take on the role as her assistant. You would still primarily be in charge of the children, as their governess and wet nurse. But you would also assist M'Lady Kim in training and caring for the newly hired maids. She believes that it would be beneficial if the maid that the new girls report to was a girl closer to their own ages. Will you take that job? It means doubling your salary, and part of your job would be assisting me in teaching the maids their night duties. Which means you would get summoned more often."

Miss Cheri looked up at him. "Well, my family will certainly be proud to hear I got a second promotion. They were quite proud when I told them I was already trusted enough to be the Governess for your children. Though... well, I haven't told them yet that I am also being a wet nurse, or about Marie. I couldn't think of a safe way to tell them that I'd had a baby, but didn't have a husband."

Lord Karl nodded. "You know... if I had any say in the matter I would almost be tempted to marry you myself, and let my parents have a heart attack over the matter. But I have to remain married to Lady Helga until Heidi is ten. And even then, Dame Agatha would never accept you, or anyone other than a pure-blooded Bernese, as my intended wife. Would it help if we found you a nice young man to officially be your husband? I really would not like to give you up, but..."

"Oh, no Master! I don't want any other man! And I am quite happy as I am. It's just... well, what DO I tell my parents? I can't exactly tell them I found her under a cabbage." She laughed at that silly thought. "Maybe I should just tell them I had a boyfriend for a while, but that he ran off, like we have officially been saying was the case for Marie's father. It's been long enough now that they could never learn otherwise. I could say I was afraid to tell them the truth, but that you're taking good care of us, and there is no need to worry now."

Lord Karl thought about that for a while, then nodded in agreement. "Yes, you should tell them. I had not realized you had kept it from them all this time. I'll give you copies of the investigator's reports, so you can show them that we really did try to find the boy responsible. You wouldn't be the first in that sort of situation. I think they will understand. Especially when they see how pretty little Marie is. Who couldn't be proud of her as a granddaughter? Other than my stuck-up parents, that is."

That night he very tenderly made love to her, and had her sleep with him all night. Miss Cheri was very happy with that.

Over the next several months, Lord Karl's field agents located and assisted him in hiring eight new maids. For the first time, Miss Cheri got to see something of how the new girls were located and chosen, as Lord Karl kept her informed of the progress.

His agents were employees at his wide-spread business interests, for the most part, although a few were sales agents for some of the vendors that he purchased sporting goods or exercise equipment from, for his stores and gyms. These men kept their eyes open for families or orphans in financial difficulty, for the most part, and offered scholarships, salaries and living expenses to those girls who seemed to have suitable ages and backgrounds. It really was set up as a legitimate charity scholarship. But his agents also looked for girls who had already been sexually active at a young age, or who seemed outgoing and affectionate with strangers. Those who didn't seem suited to possible sexual service were referred to other charities, and often did get scholarships in the normal way. But those that seemed right for Lord Karl's needs were investigated, and watched. And then Lord Karl would travel to the girl's home, see her for himself, and possibly make the offer.

Most of the time, his agents chose girls who had few living relatives, and who lived in countries sufficiently distant that the families were unlikely to stay in close contact with the girls. More often than not, the family would have been on the verge of putting the child up for adoption, as one too many mouths to feed. So Lord Karl's offer was often quite welcome to the families, and few questions were asked.

But occasionally, matters closer to home created an opportunity. Last year, not far from the mansion, there had been an avalanche, which had killed several local residents, and left others without family to support them. Two such families came to his attention this year.

One was a 14 year old red fox boy named Hugo, who had twin 11 year old sisters, named Flora and Frieda. Their home had been all but destroyed, and both parents had perished, in the accident. The boy had been doing his best to support his sisters, doing odd jobs and gardening work, and even digging ditches. He had barely managed to keep them together and in school, providing a one-room studio apartment with just one bed for the three of them. Lord Karl offered his 'scholarships' to the identical twin girls, and full time employment to the boy as a groundskeeper. They quite happily accepted.

The other family was a 35 year old beagle named Eilas, and his 12 year old daughter, Elsa. The girl's mother had perished in the disaster. The father had a reputation as an excellent gardener, but had been despondent since his wife's death, and seldom left his home. He had not wished to be separated from his little girl at first, but agreed to work as a gardener for Lord Karl, when offered a small cottage of his own on the mansion grounds, and that the girl could stay in his cottage when not at school or working in the mansion.

Both families posed a bit of a problem for Lord Karl, in that it would be very difficult to train and use these girls in the manner that he was accustomed to. But he took them on anyway, as actual charity cases. Even if they only served in a non-sexual role, these girls were at least pretty and should be attentive servants. And a few girls that were actually there just as charity would be good for his reputation. Lord Karl had Miss Cheri take charge of Flora, Frieda and Elsa, teaching them the non-sexual duties of a maid at a large mansion, and trying to win their trust and friendship.

The other new maids were more along the lines of his usual new-hired girls.

Miss Kiska and Miss Sasha were also identical twins. They were beautiful, snow-white furred Samoyeds from Russia, with stunning smiles, just age 10. Karl's investigators had determined that the young girls were already sexually active with a few local boys (and had gotten into trouble at school over it). Their parents had four other children at home, and were just glad the girls had someplace better to go, that was not at the family's expense.

Miss Lucy was a golden retriever from America, a 10 year old run-away orphan who had been caught by local authorities several times, chatting up older men, and occasionally older women, for 'company', and a meal and a bed for the night.

Miss Eirica was a 12 year old brown and white rough collie from Scotland. She had been a bit of a "discipline problem" in her school, and seemed to deliberately do things that would get her punished. Her parents thought she could use more discipline than a public school could provide.

Miss Joann was a slender whippet from England, just ten years old. Her father had just been incarcerated on burglary charges, and she had been put up for adoption. But the usual foster families hadn't wanted to take a risk on a child whose parent was a felon.

July 2001

Miss Kiska and Miss Sasha proved to be the easiest to deal with. They had assumed from the start that any rich foreigner who wanted to take them far away and live in his home likely wanted far more than just maid service in return, and they were quite willing from the first day to blatantly offer themselves to the generous Swiss aristocrat. Karl soon found out that the sisters had been experimenting with making out with each other. He encouraged this, and took his time about making them go any further than they were comfortable with, just as he had with Miss Cheri.

Slowly and patiently, Lord Karl brought each of the girls fully into his service. Even Flora, Frieda and Elsa agreed, promising not to tell the twin's brother or Elsa's father about what they did with Lord Karl on the evenings he summoned them. He had expected these three to be difficult to convince. But they each just nodded and quietly agreed that his offer was a fair one. And considering how young they were, they caught on amazingly fast to their new duties.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 20

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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September 9th, 2001 - Visby, Sweden - At a small private boarding school

Karla drove her small rented car from the airport, past the picturesque stone walls of Visby proper, and to the boarding school where her daughter was being raised. The pretty, 26-year old red-headed vixen hummed a happy tune as she drove. Three brightly wrapped birthday presents were on the seat beside her, for today was little Taylor's eighth birthday. On each of her vacations and holidays, Karla came to Visby, and sometimes even traveled there on a normal weekend, flying there from Switzerland.

But the surname on the passport and driver's license that she was carrying, and on her plane tickets, was not her real surname, and her plane tickets indicated she had flown in from Germany. She had indeed stopped in Germany. But only long enough to store her Swiss passport, driver's license, and other identification, as well as her original plane tickets for a round trip between Switzerland and Germany, in a safe in a very small apartment near the airport there. Then she changed into a stewardess' uniform, took out the German passport and other identification, and the new plane tickets that had been dropped in the mail slot, and continued on her trip.

The funds to pay for the tickets had been routed through two different Swiss banks before being used by Karla to make the purchase. The reason for the subterfuge was simple enough. Karla, under her real surname back in Switzerland, was currently a chauffeur for a wealthy Swiss aristocrat named Lord Karl Bernerholdt, and Karla was formerly one of his maids. Her destination on these trips had to remain a secret from the world at large, because her daughter was also Lord Karl's illegitimate child.

All of the identification she had on her person now claimed that she was Karla Schwartzfield, a former resident of Sweden, now living in Germany. Her daughter, Taylor Schwartzfield, was on record as having been born in Germany (which she was), to Mrs Karla and Mr Gunther Schwartzfield (which was false), and all of her official paperwork agreed with this, including the younger vixen's registration at the boarding school in Visby. As far as anyone who knew Miss Taylor was concerned, her mother was a stewardess on a small airline based out of Germany, and her father was a pilot working for the same firm. The company was quite real, and would agree that both parents were employed there. But in fact, that company was indirectly owned by Lord Karl.

Karla regretted that she could not visit her daughter more frequently and that the girl's father had yet to even see her face to face. Taylor had been told that her father's work as well as her mother's often kept them flying from one country to another, and that until she got older, it was safer for little Taylor to be cared for by others. Privately, Karla wondered how much longer Taylor would accept that story without question.

Lord Karl had been an exotic and very romantic employer to Karla, who had stated work for him as a maid in 1990, when just 16 years old. Unfortunately, Lord Karl had gotten her pregnant in early 1993, when the condom he was using broke with the force of their passionate lovemaking. As soon as she realized she was pregnant, she took an 18 month long leave of absence to keep the pregnancy secret, and flew to Germany to have the child and raise her until she was weaned. Lord Karl had paid for everything, including new identities for both Karla and Taylor. He even obtained a backup set of false identification for himself, should he ever be able to visit the child. But he had never used that identity, other than to establish the needs of mother and child. When Karla returned to Lord Karl's service at age 20, she started working as Lord Karl's chauffeur. But Lord Karl's interests were tending to younger and younger maids, and he only rarely called Karla to his bed any more.

Karla tried to shake her own misgivings from her mind. Lord Karl had been a most generous employer, and had paid for not only Karla's education through college, but also for her certification as a pilot, and for all of little Taylor's living and education expenses as well. All that he asked was that she not try to claim him as the child's father. Still, it somewhat rankled her that she had borne him a child, and yet was rapidly being replaced in his affections by the younger girls in his 'personal harem'.

She pulled to a stop next to the playing field, watching the little girls playing with a soccer ball, jumping rope, and playing on the playground. Soon she spotted her daughter, among those playing jump rope, and got out of the car and waved at her.

Taylor immediately dropped her rope and ran, squealing and laughing, into her mother's open arms. "You came! I knew you would!" she looked over her mommy's shoulder at the car, and then sighed. "Where is daddy this time? America?"

"I'm not sure, dear. I hardly got to see him myself before we both had to fly off again. But he said to tell you he loves you very much. And he sent a present with me," she lied. "But I showed him the pictures I took on my last visit, and he says you are a very beautiful vixen."

Taylor sighed. "It's all right, mommy. I just wish daddy didn't always have to be somewhere else. At least I have a daddy, though! Not like some of the girls here! So, what did you bring me? Can we go get some cake and ice cream, too?"

"I'll ask at the office if we can go into town for treats. It should be all right. Let's go check first, and then you can open the presents at the restaurant," her mother replied, taking Taylor by the paw and walking with her to the office.

After checking Taylor out from the school for the afternoon, they had a pleasant day of it together. They had cake and ice cream at a tourist restaurant near the historic section of town, with jugglers and dancers entertaining the customers. Taylor loved her pretty scarlet coat, trimmed with white faux fur around the hood, cuffs, and hem. Her next gift was a packet of several books, in German as well as in Swedish, and a couple of comic books in English that Taylor had been collecting. The third gift was the one Karla claimed had been 'from daddy'. It was a pretty silver chain necklace, with a hollow silver heart hanging from it. In the middle of the heart was a sparkly crystal heart.

"OOOOHHHH!" squealed Taylor. "Daddy got that for me?"

"Yes. For our big girl! So you'll know our two hearts are always with you, my dear," her mother replied, as she put the necklace on her daughter.

After a walk by the seashore, she returned the girl to the school, promising to return in a month or less. As she drove back to the airport, she decided she really had to do something to get her little girl closer to home.

October, 2001 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Back at the mansion, M'Lady Karla found she had more time on her paws than she cared for. The Master had hardly been summoning her at all, though he did call for her as soon as she returned from her trip, and he had actually asked about little Taylor's welfare. She started making a friendship with a female German Shepherd named Gretta, who ran the estate's security systems. Gretta had never been a maid, and was only tangentially aware of activities inside the mansion. Her job was to sit at a bank of video screens in a room at one end of the parking garage, and monitor what was visible on the cameras that aimed outward, at the walls, grounds and worker's cottages and bunkhouses. Most of the time, it was a very boring job, and Gretta appreciated the company, telling Karla all about how the camera systems worked, and showing her how she repaired and maintained the cameras as needed. Karla also on occasion would watch the monitors for Gretta, while the other girl slipped out to meet her boyfriend, who was also a security guard there, but stationed at the farthest South gate.

Karla amused herself by seeing where she could direct the cameras. She found that one was positioned where, if she turned it just right, she could see through a cottage window into a bathroom, and in a reflection in the bathroom mirror could see that cottage's bedroom clearly when she zoomed in. Several other cameras pointed at secluded groves in the woodlands within the walls, where on occasion she could spy on gardeners and other outdoor workers who would secretly try to meet with maids from inside the mansion, to make out. Karla didn't care if such illicit pairings took place. Being a voyeur on such assignations was more interesting than watching soap operas on the television in her apartment over the garage.

Over the next several months, she quietly tapped several of the more interesting camera feeds, and ran cables up to her apartment, so she could watch those cameras from her own apartment. Most of the ones she was interested in were seldom selected for viewing on the regular monitoring cycle, and so she could leave them pointed at the more interesting, for her, angles, and just change channels on her TV to switch between them.

One night in November, while flipping past the channels, she saw something that caught her interest. She flipped back and took a closer look, and realized she was in for a more unusual show than she expected. She had never seen anything interesting before on that channel. Either the curtain would be drawn, or the door between the bathroom window and the bedroom would be closed. On several occasions she had thought to re-wire that particular feed to a different camera, but she had never bothered, as it had seemed too much work. Now she was glad she had left it connected. The cottage she could see the bedroom of was apparently the one that their new gardener and his daughter had been assigned to use. Elias was a quiet beagle, about 33 years old, and his daughter, Miss Elsa, was 12, and lived with him in the cottage, rather than in the mansion with the other maids. But tonight she had a clear view into the bedroom, and could see that Elias was very vigorously mating with his own daughter!

Karla swallowed hard, and slipped down to the guard station in the garage below her apartment. Gretta was just leaving on a patrol round, and waved to her. "Hey! Great timing. Can you watch things for about 20 minutes? I'm off on patrol, but I really need to use the bathroom first!"

"Sure!" Karla choked out. "No rush. Take your time." As soon as the guard was gone, Karla switched to the gardener's camera, and adjusted the position for the best picture. There was no doubt at all about what she saw. The gardener was lying on his back, his face clearly visible, and his twelve year old daughter was astride him, 'cowgirl fashion', and facing right into the camera, and riding her daddy's cock for all she was worth. Karla disconnected that camera from the main monitoring banks, so her TV set would be the only place that feed could be viewed. Then she put the monitor back on the previous channel, and looked around the security guard's workbench. On the shelf above the bench, she spotted several wireless security cameras - small color units designed for covert surveillance, and battery powered, with an external transceiver to connect to a hardwired splitter and feed. She grabbed three cameras, a splitter, and a few other parts, and quickly took them up to her room. When the guard came back, all looked normal, and Karla had brewed the guard a fresh pot of coffee.

Karla went back to her room, and for the next hour and a half was glued to the set, as she watched the incestuous couple mating in a variety of creative positions. She jealously realized that much of what the young maid was doing she had probably learned from Lord Karl, while serving him at night, as Karla recognized several of the positions as favorites of the Master's when his maids entertained him.

Two weeks later, she managed to slip into the cottage during the day, while Elias was working in the garden, and Elsa was in school. She planted cameras in Elias's bedroom, and Elsa's bedroom, and in their living room, and got everything wired up so she could get a clear signal from all three cameras, in full color and with excellent sound quality. She also noticed that Elias' bed was rather rumpled, while Elsa's looked like it was hardly ever slept in. The security camera that she had originally used she pointed back at its original position, and reconnected.

March, 2002 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

In March, as springtime made the woods bloom, Karla got another bonus on her camera spying. While flipping from camera to cameras, she saw three young red and white foxes playing in the fur in a secluded grove. Two of them she recognized as maids from the mansion, the identical twins, Miss Flora and Miss Frieda. The twin twelve year old vixens were playing with a slightly older todd, a fox about 15 years old. Karla didn't recognize the boy, but the three of them were certainly energetic and worth watching, as they played, teased each other, and occasionally mated passionately there in the woods.

For the next four months, Karla watched the incestuous father and daughter mating in their cottage, and watched the trio of foxes, either in that grove in the woods, or in a garden storage shed nearby, when weather got colder or when it was raining. Neither group made a daily habit of it, but if she watched carefully, she could catch them at it several times each week. She also learned that the Miss Elsa usually slept with her father, in his bed, and not in her own.

She placed more cameras in the garden shed and the grove, and once she had good audio on the foxes, she realized that the boy the two maids were mating with was their older brother, Hugo! So there were two different incestuous relationships that she could spy on.

As she continued to watch these familial fuckfests, she got more and more turned on. And it slowly dawned on her that maybe, just maybe, if she could get Lord Karl interested in these incestuous couples, she might have a way to get back into his bed more often herself. She would have to see how he reacted to these "shows", and how grateful he was for her showing it to him. She spent the next two months recording as many of the illicit lovemaking sessions as she could, so her Master would not have to wait to see the action live.

By May 2002, she was ready to approach Lord Karl.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 20 - continued

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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May, 2002 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

M'Lady Karla waited to make her offer to Lord Karl until she was called upon to pick up her Master at the airport after a business trip, and to drive him home to the mansion. As they pulled into the Estate's inner walled compound, she touched the control to lower the clear partition between herself and the passenger section of the limo. "Master? May I ask a favor of you?"

Lord Karl, relaxing in the back of the limo as he looked over a packet of photos of some potential new maids, looked up at his chauffeur, and smiled. "Let me guess. You would like me to summon you tonight, instead of any of the other maids? How long has it been, since I last called for you?"

"Yes, Master. It has been far too long since you summoned me to your chambers. More than three months, in fact. But if you will ask for me tonight, I have something special in mind, that I believe you will enjoy greatly. And it is something none of the other maids can offer to you, or at least are willing to offer to you," she said, trying to keep the anxious tone out of her voice.

"Has it really been that long? Well, certainly then. Come to my chambers tonight, at 9. I shall tell M'Lady Kim that you are my choice for the night. Does your 'special' idea require any special preparations?"

"No, Master. I will bring with me the few things that I shall require. Beyond that, I need only your indulgence, and 4 hours of your time tonight. Oh, and one thing more. Please don't have any of the other maids watching or recording us tonight. What I offer tonight is for you, and you alone."

"Four hours?" he raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Now you have me intrigued. Very well. At 9 PM tonight then. And I will pass the additional requests to M'Lady Kim."

"Thank you, Master. I believe that you will be delighted with my surprise."

She dropped the Master off at the front door, and then parked the limo in the garage, and made her preparations.

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That evening, Karla brought what she needed in a briefcase, and wore a fresh maid's uniform, instead of her usual chauffer's uniform. Though she rarely served as a 'house maid' any more, she was still considered one of them, even as the cook, M'Lady Caroline, was. And on this night, she was certain this was the suitable attire. As with any maid expecting to be summoned, she wore no panties.

She was chatting with M'Lady Kim when the call came, and smiled at the looks she got from several of the youngest maids, who had hardly expected a maid more than twice their age would be summoned, instead of one of the youngest girls. Karla sauntered out of the ready room with a womanly sway to her hips, and a sinuous twitch of her bushy tail, as the sexy vixen headed to her Master's bedchamber.

Lord Karl met her in his salon, wearing only his scarlet silk dressing gown. He nodded approvingly at her attire, and looked questioningly at the briefcase. "Toys?" he asked, expecting perhaps some unique vibrators, or largish dildos, or butt plugs - any of which Karla had employed on other visits, to pique his interest. He kissed her warmly, and led her to the bedroom.

"Not toys, Master, no. But something that I believe will get you very stimulated, as I entertain you. Please, be seated, on this side of the bed." She walked over to a large wardrobe chest on that side of the room, and opened it, revealing a large television set and a tape deck for playing videos. "I have some very unique videos for you tonight. I made them personally, for us to watch while I serve you." She placed a tape in the deck, but did not start it, and then took the remote with her as she sat beside her Master.

"You've been busy," he said, looking uncertain. "I see at least four tapes in there. You want me to watch all of those with you tonight?"

"If it pleases you, Master. And I do think it will. But before I start the tapes, I want to say a few things." She touched a button on the remote, dimming the lights in the room to candlelight levels. "First, some things on these tapes show activities that I know break some of your rules. I am not showing them to you as a means of getting anyone in trouble. Quite the contrary, I ask you to forgive any broken rules that you are about to see, and to consider how to turn the situations to your advantage. Second, please withhold your judgment of what I am showing you, until we have finished watching the first tape. You need to see it all, to understand what I am offering you tonight. And I want you to give my 'entertainment' a fair chance."

She kissed her Master, then continued. "When a vixen like me is bored and lonely, she will find ways to keep herself amused. I have recently been experimenting with the security cameras on the estate grounds, and while learning their use, I found some interesting activities going on outside the mansion. I investigated the activities further, and placed some additional cameras to get better quality video and audio. These tapes are material I have collected over the past six months. They are but a small fraction of what I have recorded, and I am gathering new material every week."

"I see," said Lord Karl. "So you have become a voyeur? Erotic material, filmed here on the estate grounds, but not in the mansion. What have you found? Outdoor staff members coupling in the bushes? Town folk slipping in to meet secret girlfriends among the maids? I gather that whatever this entails, the people you filmed did not know they were being observed and recorded?"

"Master, it is true none of these people suspect that I have filmed them. But I assure you, I only started recording the material when I felt I was being party to something you would want to know about. The actual activities are erratically timed, and difficult to predict. Only by recording them like this could I hope to show you what was going on, and not waste your time. May we begin?"

Lord Karl loosened his sash and opened his dressing gown, so his maid could serve him as she wished to. "Very well. I will watch at least the first tape, as you request. For the rest, we will reserve judgment. Begin, and start attending to me."

Karla removed her corset and blouse, and started the tape. It opened with two eleven year old red fox vixens in maid uniforms, walking through the woods paw in paw, on a Spring afternoon. Karla freeze-framed the picture of them. "I am certain you recognize these two maids, Master? Miss Flora and Miss Freida started with us last year. See if you recognize the boy they are about to meet and play with." She started the tape again. On the screen, the two girls walked into a clearing, and squealed with laughter as a 15 year old todd with similarly colored fur jumped out at them from a hiding spot in the bushes. The three of them appear to start playing 'tag', with the boy trying to catch the two girls.

"Well," Karl said uncertainly. "The boy does look familiar. Ah yes! He's their brother, Hugo, correct? I took him on as a gardener when I hired his sisters, as the three of them had no living relatives. Hardly seen the lad since then. Quiet sort. Well, I suppose we can bend the rules about indoor staff and outdoor staff interacting, when it's family like that. This looks innocent enough."

Karla snuggled beside her Master, rubbing his sheath. "Watch as they play, Master. It won't stay innocent for long."

At that moment on the TV, the boy caught one of his sisters, and they melted into a long and very passionate kiss. Then the girl giggled and removed her corset, setting it to one side of the clearing, and their game began again. The rules soon became clear, and Lord Karl started to get more and more aroused, as the three siblings frolicked, caught each other, kissed and stripped. If the boy could catch one of his sisters long enough to kiss her, she had to remove her corset, blouse or skirt. If either sister could touch her brother three times without getting caught, he had to kiss them and remove his shirt, pants or undershorts. None of them were trying very hard not to get caught, and soon all three were in the fur, kissing and cuddling each other.

In the room with her Master, Karla murred, "It gets better. Keep watching!" and started sucking on his cock.

On the TV, the three siblings started their game again. But this time, if the boy caught either sister, she had to suck on his now very hard cock for at least a minute. If either sister tapped her brother three times without getting caught, he had to pause and lick her cunny for at least a minute.

Lord Karl watched, entranced. "How... how far do they go?" then he shuddered as Karla sucked especially hard on his shaft.

She came up for air. "All the way, my dear master. I knew you liked commanding twin sisters among your maids to lick each other while you watched. So I knew at least some sorts of incest didn't bother you. But here you have it all the way, between a brother and his little sisters. And one more thing to note. They don't use any birth control, as far as I can tell. The boy is 'bare-backing' his sisters, even when they are in heat!" She ducked down fast and sucked hard on Lord Karl again, and was rewarded with a mouthful of his seed, which she greedily swallowed.

"Oh God in heaven..." Karl moaned as he climaxed. When Karla got up on the bed beside him on all fours, he didn't hesitate a moment to join her, mounting her from behind as they both watched the video.

On the screen, the two maids now had their brother on his back. One girl was riding his cock, cowgirl fashion, and the other was sitting on her brother's muzzle, getting licked silly. The two identical fox girls faced each other over their brother, and were embracing each other and kissing, as their brother ravished them both. When the boy came in one of his sisters, the girls traded places, and the boy licked his own fresh seed from that sister's slit, as the other sister licked him stiff and then mounted him until she, too, had a tummy full of her brother's seed.

Lord Karl came a second time, flooding Karla's belly with his own seed, as the boy on screen filled his second sister. "My God," he gasped. "The other tapes are as hot as this?"

"Oh yes!" Karla murred, her body shaking with her own intense orgasm. "I take it you like my gift? The next tape is even better, I think. And if my gift pleases Master so much, mayhaps he will call upon me more often now? I have 20 or more tapes prepared, and more material can be taped and edited. Is that worth calling me to your bed more often?"

"Yes, yes! Load the next tape!" Karl ordered.

"Of course, Master!" Karla slipped free of his embrace, loaded the tape, removed her skirt, and then resumed her all-fours position, ready for her Master to use as soon as he recovered his erection.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 21

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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May, 2002 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

As the next tape began, Karla introduced the subject material. "We have a second family as well, that are intimate with each other. Again, the maid I am sure you will recognize, as you should with her father. We don't have many beagles on the staff, indoors or out."

The scene on the television opened with a view of a little girl's bedroom, and a young beagle girl in a maid's uniform doing homework at her desk, with her back to the camera. She appeared to be about 13. A man's voice came from somewhere off-camera. "All done with your homework, liebchen? Do you think he will summon you again tonight?"

"All done, Papa. And no, the Master summoned me just two nights ago. He really appreciates me, but I am just one of many maids. It will be several days before he asks me to serve him again," she got out of her chair, and put her school supplies into her backpack, in the process giving the camera a clear upskirt shot, revealing that she wore no panties. As she turned, Lord Karl could clearly see that this was another of his recently hired maids, Miss Elsa. Which meant that the 'papa' she was speaking to should be the new Gardener, Elias, a widower just ten years younger than Lord Karl himself.

"Very good! You keep him happy, liebchen. Just as you keep papa happy. If he is happy with you, we continue to have a good home here, yes? Come to bed, mien liebchen," the off-camera voice said.

The camera view changed to display a man's bedroom, and Elias laying on his back, in the fur, gently stroking his sheath to an erection. His tail wagged as he saw his daughter enter the room and take off her uniform, folding it carefully and placing it on the dresser. She then immediately crawled onto her father's bed, and took his shaft into her young muzzle, suckling eagerly. Elias moaned and closed his eyes. "So good, liebchen! So very good! He teaches you good things, this Lord Karl."

In the mansion, Lord Karl was now quite erect again himself, in spite of just having filled Karla's slit minutes before. He mounted his maid again, slowly humping the vixen as he watched the incestuous surveillance tapes she had brought for his 'entertainment'. "These cameras... That's their cottage. You managed to plant cameras in their bedrooms? Such a sneaky vixen!" He slapped Karla on the rump playfully.

"I can be very sneaky, when it suits me, Master. Or when it serves you. Yes, I have three cameras planted in their home. The third is in their living room. And for the three siblings in the last tape, three cameras in their favorite outdoor spot, and three in a garden shed where they yiff in bad weather." Karla murred happily as the Master continued mounting her. Her brushy tail sinuously waved above her arched back as she pushed backwards against each thrust. She was very pleased so far with how her Master was accepting the gift of these covert tapes.

On the TV, the young girl has ceased suckling her father, and was now lowering herself onto his shaft, facing away from her father and sighing as she filled her tiny cunt with her father's fucktool. "Oh, papa! The Master is so good to me! But I love my papa too! I am so glad I could get closer to you, to take mama's place when she was taken from us."

Elias humped upward into his daughter. "I just hope your dear mother can forgive us, when we join her in heaven. You are so much like her, when she and I were first dating, mien liebchen. When she was gone, I could see so much of her in you. I could not help myself, as we cuddled in bed together."

The girl giggled, and changed her position, turning to face her father without removing his shaft from her slit. She leaned down and kissed him warmly. "She will forgive us, my papa. You taught me love, because you loved mama, and wanted to keep your love for her alive in me. I will always love you, papa!"

In the mansion, Lord Karl thrust forward and tied with Karla, hugging her close as he started to climax a second time in less than 5 minutes. "A fine gift indeed, my pet. Continue to bring tapes like these with you, and I'll summon you almost as frequently as my youngest favorites. I guess these two families show that when people survive a disaster, they bond very closely. Though I had not suspected they would bond as closely as that!"

Karla milked her Master's shaft with her expertly trained vaginal muscles, savoring his big knot and the warmth of his seed filling her belly. "You could have more, as well, my Master. Confront them, and order them to serve you in person! You could make the boy mate with his sisters as you watch, and then use them as he watches you. Or mate with Elsa at the same time as her father. Have you ever allowed a second male to penetrate one of your maids at the same time as yourself? Imagine what it would be like, to fuck little Elsa's ass, while her father was fucking her cunny! Or for you to be fucking her, as you feel her father's shaft knotting in her tail hole!"

Lord Karl shuddered and finished his climax, his cock twitching madly at the vixen's outrageous suggestions. And yet, she had a point. He was entranced with these new possibilities, and he was certainly in a position to demand such 'services' from these families. They had, after all violated his trust in many ways - outdoor staff mating with the maids was strictly forbidden, even without the consideration of family ties. And Elsa, at least clearly had told her father of her night duties, in graphic detail. He would have to think about that. "Perhaps," he said cautiously. "But for now, just bring me more tapes, when I summon you. Master is pleased with your gift."

That night, the Master and maid did not fall asleep until well after three AM, when the last of the tapes and their own sexual reserves had been completely exhausted. Karla slept in her Master's arms until morning, and was a very happy vixen.

July, 2002 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Lord Karl summoned young Hugo to his staffing office, on the pretense of giving the boy a six-month employment review. The office was in one corner of the mansion, near the back, and was one of the few parts of the mansion that the 'outdoor staff' was permitted to enter in normal circumstances. The room was windowless, and paneled in rich hardwoods, with photographs and maps of the Estate and surrounding area decorating the walls. One door led to the outside, and a second door led into the mansion itself. The boy came in, clean and neatly groomed, but in his workman's trousers and shirt. He remained standing after he closed the outside door. "You asked to see me, sir?" the fox said.

Lord Karl looked up from a sheaf of papers and manila folders that he was apparently reviewing. On top of the stack was Hugo's employee file. "Yes, Hugo. Do have a seat, right there. The chair facing my desk. You've worked for me now for just over six months. Are you happy with your job? Any complaints or issues?"

"Very happy sir. Yes sir. No complaints, no. The work is not too hard, and I am paid well for my efforts. My supervisor and co workers seem pleased with my efforts. It was most kind of you to offer me a job when you hired my sisters. We were really struggling to make it. Thank you, sir."

Lord Karl nodded. "Speaking of your sisters, you have no complaints of their treatment here, have you? Any questions or concerns?"

"None, sir! My sisters are quite happy as well. They say they love working for you," the boy said, looking to one side as he did so.

At that moment, the door opened, and both Flora and Frieda entered, pushing a beverage service cart, with a tea and coffee service on it, as well as a selection of teas and cocoas, sugar and cream. Lord Karl smiled and greeted them. "Ah! Flora, Frieda, do come in. Your timing is excellent, as usual. Your brother and I were just having a little chat. Please serve me some coffee, one sugar, and serve your brother as well. What would you like, Hugo? Tea? Coffee? Perhaps some hot chocolate?"

"Er, tea would be fine, sir. I... hadn't expected such... well..." the boy's voice drifted to an embarrassed silence.

"You didn't expect the 'Lord of the Manor' to be so relaxed and informal with a mere groundskeeper? Why, I am on very friendly terms with all my staff. They are like family to me. Very close family." Lord Karl accepted his coffee from Flora - or was that Frieda? He took a sip, and waited while Hugo accepted his tea, and after sipping at it, set the cup and saucer back on the corner of the serving cart.

Lord Karl Looked carefully at all three siblings, then asked the nearest maid "My pet? Have you told your dear brother the full nature of your duties here?"

Flora looked rather flustered. "Master? I... I have told him what is allowed, Master. Nothing more."

Frieda looked equally agitated. "Only that master, we promise!"

Hugo honestly looked rather confused at this exchange, and Lord Karl nodded. "So? I had suspected that you had told him more, since the three of you are so close. Very well, we will remedy that. You are ordered to show him, now. Frieda? Open your brother's pants, and start sucking his cock. Flora, do the same for me."

Hugo's eyes went wide. "What? But sir! She's... she's my..."

The girls looked at each other, then rushed to comply with the Master's orders. As they started sucking the two males, Lord Karl spoke to Hugo in a very level tone. "She's your sister. Yes. But that hasn't stopped you before, has it? HAS IT?" He opened a folder on the desk and spread out several photographs of the siblings mating with each other, in the woods or in the garden shed. "My rules are quite clear, are they not? 'no member of the outdoor staff may fraternize with the maids of the indoor staff.' Was anything unclear about that? Or did you think that because they were your own sisters, that made for a special case?"

"I... I... Sis? What the hell are you doing!" Hugo stammered.

"Sucking your cock, dear brother. As my Master ordered," said Frieda. "We serve the Master in any way he requires of us. Even in the bedroom. Are you ashamed of us, brother?"

The boy slumped back into his chair, and his sister followed him down, sucking him again. "No, I could never be ashamed of you, Frieda. Or you, Flora. But... I don't understand... Sir? I'm sorry, sir. Yes sir, my sisters and I have been mating each other since we were orphaned. I could only afford a small apartment for us, with one small bed, and... well, things happened. We... couldn't bear to stop. We thought we could keep it quiet. But... why this?" he gestured to his sisters, unconsciously bucking his hips and muzzle fucking Frieda as he spoke. "What is going on?"

Lord Karl stroked Flora's hair and ears affectionately as he muzzle fucked the second fox girl in front of her brother. "I am sure you realize what would happen if that set of photographs ended up in the wrong paws? Good. Now, I would very much like it if that was to be unnecessary. I enjoy your sister's service, and would not want them taken from me, any more than I imagine you could bear to be parted from them yourself. What are you willing to do to make amends for betraying me? What will you do to remain together, as mates?"

"Anything! Please sir, we'll do whatever you ask. I don't care if my sisters mate with you, as long as we can still mate with each other. We love each other, sir," Hugo pleaded, then shuddered as he came in his sister's mouth.

Lord Karl paused while he also climaxed, and waited for both girls to swallow. "Flora? Frieda? You feel the same way?"

Both girls nodded, and replied in unison. "Yes sir!"

Lord Karl smiled. "Very well then. Here are my conditions."

"First, all three of you will see my staff doctor, to ensure none of you have any sexually transmitted diseases. I'll not have your past liaisons soiling my maids or myself with outside contamination."

"Second, Hugo, you and you sisters made your choice, to be mates. I will hold you to that choice. For at least the next eight years, or until I release all three of you from my service, or unless I say otherwise, I will expect you to have sex with no one but your two sisters. You're a sister fucker only from here on out. They are to be your only mates, of either gender."

"Third, all three of you will now serve me, sexually, whenever I summon you. Hugo will be brought to my rooms secretly, when Flora and Frieda are summoned to my bed. Hugo will not be expected to have sex with me. I don't particularly care for young boys. But he will be expected to fuck both of his sisters in my presence, and to share them with me and watch as I fuck them, in any combinations I desire. Aside from the four of us, only one other trusted servant will know this is going on - the vixen who will escort Hugo in and out at my command."

"Any questions so far?" he asked.

"No sir!" all three said, and Hugo looked at both sisters, then added "We will do as you command, sir. And... no offense, sir, but thank you for not requiring me to mate with you, or anyone else. I want no other mates but my sisters."

"One last command. You have been under observation the last 4 months or more. In all that time, I have never seen an indication that you three are using birth control. Is that true?" Karl asked.

Hugo replied, sheepishly. "Er, yes sir. I... don't like using a condom, and we didn't know how get Flora and Frieda on the pill without arousing suspicion. I do try not to fill their bellies when they are in heat, but, well... sometimes we don't worry about that, when we get too excited."

"I thought so. Well, I will tell you privately, that since Heidi was born, I have had a vasectomy, myself," Karl lied. "Reversible, so they say. But it means I can't get your sisters pregnant. But you three have taken that risk, knowingly. As a penalty for your recklessness, you will continue to take that risk! My maids all have 100% coverage for maternity benefits, and for care of any children they may conceive, regardless of who the father is. If you do impregnate your sister-mates, they will be expected to bear your children. And furthermore, if one of them gets pregnant, I will expect you to fuck the other, repeatedly, until she is pregnant as well, so my identical girls remain identical in every way. Will you accept that penance?"

Hugo looked uncertainly at his sisters, who now looked more than a little frightened. But each slowly nodded, and kissed their brother softly. Hugo closed his eyes a moment, then nodded as well. "Yes sir. I suppose it is no worse than what we were already risking. Is that all?"

Lord Karl smiled, quite satisfied with the outcome. "Just about. You may mate each other at Hugo's apartment, as often as you want on the nights I do not summon you. When I do plan to call for you, Hugo will be notified before the end of his work day, so he can remain on the Estate and not return to his apartment in town. Both Flora and Frieda will be given passes to allow them to visit your apartment in town. But I will also have security cameras installed in your apartment, Hugo. They will be monitored, and I will know if you attempt to use birth control there. You will be shown the locations of the cameras, and I want you to 'put on a good show' for those cameras when you do mate there. That will be all. Doctor Siefert will call you to schedule your appointments."

When the siblings had left, Lord Karl called Doctor Siefert, his staff doctor, and long term friend. "Noah? Good to talk with you, my friend. A small favor. Sending three of my staff to you for checkups. Two maids, Flora and Frieda, and their brother, Hugo. Give them the full health check you give the maids, and make sure they are all healthy. But some special instructions. I want you to give the two girls Norplant treatment, but to tell them it is a routine inoculation. They are not to know what it is, or that it will make them infertile. And check the boy, to make sure he IS fertile. Oh, and if any of them should ask, I recently had a vasectomy, and you performed it. No, of course not. Yes, it might be a good idea, but I can't actually get a vasectomy while my parents still hold me to the contract with my wife. Maybe after she is permitted to divorce me. Thank you, my friend. Farewell."

Swiss Mix - Chapter 22

By DoggyStyle57, February 2010

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July, 2002 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

On the day following the meeting with Hugo, Flora and Frieda, Lord Karl sent M'Lady Karla to Hugo's apartment, where she installed five cameras and an encrypted system to send the signals back to the mansion, via a second phone line that they had arranged to be installed. By the time she was done, there wasn't a single area of that apartment that couldn't clearly be seen and heard. She could only view one camera at a time, but could switch between them quite easily. And since it was just a studio apartment, with a 'kitchen' along one wall and a bathroom as the only other enclosed room, there was nowhere to hide. She got to test the system that very night, as both sisters visited their brother right after dinner, and the three foxes obediently yiffed each other in full view of the cameras. The twin girls even posed a bit for the cameras, making sure their Master got a good look at their brother's seed dripping from them when they were done.

Meanwhile, Lord Karl had a private chat with the 34 year old Gardner, Elias, who Karla had shown was mating with his own 13 year old daughter. He met with Elias in his staffing office, as he had with the three incestuous siblings the day before. The gardener came in, clean but in his workman's trousers and shirt, and wearing a wide-brimmed straw sun hat, which he took off as soon as he came into the room. He stood just inside the outside door, after he closed it. "Sir? You asked to see me?" the beagle said.

"Yes. Do have a seat, Elias. I wanted to complement you on how the roses are doing this year. I don't think I have ever seen them bloom so well. And I also wanted to talk to you about a few other matters," said Lord Karl.

"Sir? Thank you, sir. Though the roses have not yet begun to show their full promise. Half a year is not enough to get truly fine roses. That can take decades. But other matters, sir? What else could I help with? Will we be getting a few new groundskeepers?" the beagle asked, as he set his hat on the floor beside him.

The aristocratic Bernese nodded. "It has to do with your daughter, actually, and with yourself. It has come to my attention that she has told you rather more than she was supposed to, about her duties with me. But I also understand that you do not seem to object to how she serves me. She shouldn't have told you that, but I suppose I can forgive that matter, since with her living in your cottage, it may have been hard to explain the late hours she sometimes has to keep. That is, quite honestly, why most of my maids are from far away, and live inside the mansion. So they won't carry tales back to their families." He looked at Elias carefully, then continued, "You are not concerned with what she does when I summon her?"

Elias sighed, and said, "She has told me, My Lord. But she also says you treat her well, and that she is happy. It means much to me for my liebchen to be happy. And we cannot complain, can we? You pay us well. We are far better off here than when you found us. I would hope you will not get my liebchen pregnant, but even if you do, I know you care for such children's well being."

"She is a very loving girl, yes. And I can tell that you love each other very much. More than most fathers, as she is the only family you have, yes?" Karl asked.

"She is everything to me, my Lord. When my wife, God rest her soul, died in the avalanche, I thought my own soul was going to freeze up and die as well. My Elsa was all that kept me wanting to live," The gardener looked misty eyed.

"Yes, very tragic, you losing your wife like that. And quite understandable, that in your loss, you and your daughter would support and cherish each other. However, it has also come to my attention that you and Elsa have been sharing a love that is beyond what most would find understandable. Yes, I have proof, but you do not need to fear me for it. I will not endanger your love for each other, if I can manage a happier course for all of us. You and I are much alike, in some matters, eh? We have both learned how beautiful it can be to experience the love of a sweet and innocent young girl. I cannot condemn you for what you and your daughter do together, out of love for each other. How could I, when I am older yet than you are, and I find her desirable as well? But I would ask a favor of you."

"A favor, my Lord? You already have my daughter for your bed, and now you tell me you know of our own love? What favor could a poor gardener like myself offer to you? We have only what you give us."

"You misunderstand me, Elias. I am not blackmailing you. I am reaching out to you, as a kindred spirit in a world that does not understand the love an older man may have for a young girl. I would like to share in the love that you have for your daughter, and to nourish that love between you, and help it grow. You have been willing to share your daughter's affections with me, allowing her to serve me, as well as yourself. Will you come to the mansion on occasion, to share her with me directly? I seek your willing cooperation. And I want you to see how lovingly your daughter and I do couple. It is not often that a man finds a girl like your daughter. And such a treasure is not one to be shared with just anyone. I would like to allow her the experience of pleasing and being pleased by two males at once. I want that second male to be you, and no other. Will you accept that offer? In return, I will protect the two of you, and will do my best to ensure that neither of you gets into trouble over your own affair. And she will be put on the Pill at once, of course, so she will not be made pregnant by either of us."

The Gardener looked down, then looked back at the Lord, with a somewhat guilty half-smile on his face. "You perhaps know me better than I know myself, My Lord. I confess, I had never before considered having another man in bed with _mein liebchen_and myself. But now that you offer? I find I am at least curious. If Elsa does not object, then I will agree."

Lord Karl picked up the phone. "M'Lady Kim? Please send Miss Elsa to the staffing office. Thank you." He hung up the phone, and smiled at Elias. "Then we shall ask her. Oh, and one other thing while she walks here, though I doubt it will be an issue in your case. While we play this game together, and while she serves me, I do ask that you share your bed with no one else, besides your daughter. Will you do that for me?"

"I will, my Lord," the gardener replied solemnly.

When Elsa arrived, she was concerned to see her father in the office. "Papa? Is everything all right? We... we are not in trouble, are we papa?"

Lord Karl smiled at Elsa warmly. "No, my Pet. Though I did just let your father know, as I am now letting you know, that I aware that he has been bedding you. I want you both to know that I will not condemn your love. And I called you here to ask if you would be willing, since your father and I have already been 'sharing' you after a fashion, to consent to serving both your father and I at the same time, in my bed. I would like you to see what it is like for two men to mate with you at once. I can think of no better second man than your own father, now that I know how much you love each other. Will you accept this direction from me?"

Elsa looked at her father, who nodded slowly. "The choice is yours, mein liebchen. But I think your Master means us well, and he will keep it all secret, and protect our love. If we agree, we need not fear being separated."

She looked at them both, then nodded her assent. "I love you both. If you both want to love me at the same time, how can that be a bad thing? And Master, you did say you want to encourage your maids to try new things."

Lord Karl smiled, and shook Elias paw, then kissed his daughter. "Then seal our agreement here, my Pet, by suckling your father's cock, and then my own, and swallowing the seed from both of us."

She knelt before her father, looking into his eyes as she unfastened his pants and drew his member out. She giggled with embarrassment. "It feels funny, doing this with someone watching. I love you, Papa!" Then she licked and sucked on her father's shaft, and soon had him moaning happily. When she had a mouth full of her father's seed, she showed her open mouth to Lord Karl, and then swallowed. Then she repeated the performance with her Master, and showed the full muzzle to her father.

"Very good, my pet. And Elias? Welcome to my extended family. I think you will enjoy this," said Lord Karl, smiling and hugging them both.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 23

By DoggyStyle57, March 2010

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Late July, 2002 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

No longer having to be circumspect because of Lady Helga's presence, Lord Karl kept up a very busy schedule with his maids. At 44 years old and in prime health, the muscular Bernese Mountain Dog was keeping no less than 22 females between the ages of 27 and 11 all sexually active, mating with each one of them no less than twice a month. Only two of the maids on his staff - the Senior Maid, M'Lady Kim, and the Cook, M'Lady Caroline, were not 'in the rotation', as it were.

Each morning, before breakfast, one of the maids (or the twin vixens, Hillary and Harriet, together on Wednesday) would come to his room as he slept, crawl into bed with him, and gently wake him with oral sex. Then they would mate with him, each according to their preferred kinks and specialties. All these "Morning girls" who drew weekday duties were selected from among his older maids, so none of them had conflicts with school schedules - Though one of them, Miss Brianna, a petite 21-year old Irish Setter, liked to spice up his Friday mornings by dressing like an innocent schoolgirl, fretting over the thought of having to rush off to school with her cunny still dripping from Master's load. Occasionally, weekend mornings would be performed by younger girls, where there was no school to worry about.

Each evening Lord Karl reserved for the younger girls, and for his favorites among the entire staff. On Sunday nights, he would have Miss Cheri entertain him, alternating between one week where she would summoned for a Lesbian trio with Trixie and Eva, and on alternate weeks either summoned alone, or paired with another maid of Lord Karl's choosing. The twelve year old fox twins, Flora and Frieda, and their 14 year old brother and incestuous mate, Hugo, were to be summoned every Monday night, with Hugo joining them for the first time next week. Miss Lucy, a pretty little 11 year old golden retriever who was just getting into light bondage games, was his Tuesday night entertainment. Every Wednesday night, the beagle girl Miss Elsa and her incestuous father, Elias, would join Lord Karl for the evening. Thursday nights were reserved for the slow and patient seduction of Miss Joann, a shy 11 old Whippet who was one of the youngest girls among the maids. On Friday nights, he would summon Miss Kiska and Miss Sasha, identical twin Samoyed dogs from Russia, who were incestuously bisexual with each other, and insatiable nymphomaniacs at just 11 years old. On Saturday nights, M'Lady Karla would come to him; with new tapes of the activities of Flora, Frieda, and Hugo; and of Elsa and Elias; when they mated on their own time. Lord Karl would fuck the 27 year old vixen like a madman as they watched the tapes together.

Karla was decidedly pleased with the results of her efforts so far, as she was now the only maid over 17 to be summoned every week in one of the coveted evening sessions with the Master. Furthermore, she had been granted Saturday nights, when the Master was least likely to have to cancel for any reason, and was most able to keep the session going for a prolonged number of hours. Tonight she had tapes of both incestuous families in her briefcase. This was the first set she had prepared containing material taken after the girls and their incestuous lovers had been made aware that their liaisons were being recorded. The first summoned session that each of those families would have with their male relatives participating in Lord Karl's presence would begin next week.

Lord Karl met her in the Salon of his suite, dressed only in his crimson silk dressing gown. He kissed her warmly, and smiled with eager anticipation as he saw her briefcase. "You were right, my loyal and patient Pet. Both families have accepted my conditions, and will start mating in my presence next week. And to think I likely never would have known, nor had the thought to demand their service in that way, were it not for you. Come on in. The television and tape deck are warmed up and ready, and I'm eager to see what you brought me tonight!"

"As am I, my Master, to share them with you. Of course, since I edited the tapes, I have already seen what is in them. But it's so erotic to watch them while mating with a cherished lover, don't you think? And I was also thinking, when I start escorting the males in next week, I should wait in the observation room, and tape each session. And maybe, if they haven't completely exhausted your legendary stamina, after I take the males back out through the escape tunnel, I could come back and have you myself?"

Lord Karl laughed, and swatted his maid on her tight little butt. "You're as insatiable as Miss Kiska and Miss Sasha, are you? Yes, please do tape those sessions for me. And maybe you can serve me after they are done, on some of their evenings. Perhaps after the brother and father are confident about finding their way through the passages alone. Just make sure that when you bring them through, and when they go back out, all the curtains that conceal the viewing spots to the other rooms are drawn. I don't yet want them to know that we can view and record from outside the bedrooms, or to know all the suites in the family level can be accessed and monitored via those passages."

"When it comes to you, Master, I admit that I am completely insatiable. It will be done as you request, of course, Master. Well, let's get comfy, shall we?" The vixen slipped out of her maid's uniform, and undressed her master, kissing his erect shaft just once, before setting up the first tape. Then she took the remote to the bed, dimmed the lights, and lay on the bed, with her head in her Master's lap. "The twins and their brother are first, Master, at their brother's home."

"You got a tape of them in his apartment already? When was this taken? I wonder if the girls and their brother have had their visits yet with Doctor Siefert. He was supposed to put both vixens on Norplant, but I asked him to tell the twins it was just an inoculation. I wanted them to believe I was making them risk their brother impregnating both of them. But if Noah hasn't put them on contraceptives yet, and if their brother obeys my orders to use no birth control... My, my... This could get a bit more interesting than I had planned," Karl said, as he guided his shaft towards Karla's eager muzzle for attention.

"Oh, really?" Karla murred. "And who is the sneaky one now, Master? Well that tape was made just last night, on Friday. Wasn't it last Wednesday that you spoke to them?" She started suckling on his cock, while watching the show she had prepared.

Karl nodded, stroking Karla's hair and ears. "Yes. Noah's only had one office hours day here that they could have gotten to then, on Thursday. More likely he wouldn't have seen them until he came back next Monday. Even if he did the job Thursday, the new contraceptive may not have taken hold yet in them by Friday night. That was why I didn't set up the new schedule to summon them together until next Monday night." He relaxed and leaned back on his elbows, as he watched the show and enjoyed the oral sex. He had to admit to himself that although Karla was now a good ten years older than what he preferred these days in a girl, she was very skillful at all aspects of making love. She had been with him since she was 16, and served him very faithfully for over two years of passionate lovemaking, before they suffered a broken condom and he impregnated her. And even then, she had taken it in stride, and voluntarily had departed for a while, to have the baby and see to its care. When she returned at age 20, he hadn't had the heart to tell her she was older than he cared for. Now he was glad that he had kept her on, and that she had declined to transfer elsewhere, even when it was clear he would be summoning her much less frequently than before her pregnancy.

On the TV, the twin vixens were just arriving at their brother's studio apartment. From the initial conversations, it was their first visit there since they had moved to the mansion. He showed them where all the cameras were, and Karla's editing allowed the view to shift as he singled out each one. Then the three siblings sat on the bed and kissed and snuggled. Flora sat on one side of Hugo, and Frieda on the other. The twins seemed particularly eager to get themselves and their brother undressed. "Hurry up, Hugo!" one of the girls complained, as the boy stood for a moment and drew the curtains closed on the two windows the room had. "Yes, hurry!" said the other. "Flora and I both need you tonight!"

Hugo came back to the bed, and kissed both of his sisters warmly, glancing somewhat nervously up at the nearest camera. "You're both in heat tonight?" he asked, taking a deep breath. "Yah, I can smell it now that I think about it. Hoo... I suppose we could just do oral, but..."

Frieda poked her brother playfully. "We don't want to just get licked! If that was all we needed, we could have stayed in our room in the mansion and taken care of each other! We just came into heat today, and we NEED you, brother! And besides... Master would be disappointed if we chickened out and you avoided us when we are in heat. He's already told us he plans to call us Monday night, and that's only three days from now, so we'll still be in heat then, and there will be no avoiding it. Even if you don't fill us now, he will order you to do it in three days. So you may as well do us now."

Hugo looked concerned. "Yah, but... when we took a chance before, it was just because we got too carried away. This is different, knowing you're in heat, and intentionally mating with you anyway. You are both sure you do not mind, if... if I get you pregnant?"

Flora kissed him from the other side. "Dear brother - We both chose to be your mates, and to allow you to go all the way with us. We both love you. And the Master will make sure the babies are taken care of, if we have any. It will be all right. I hope. And besides, some people try for years to have a baby, and don't get one right away."

"And some get one the first time, too. The doctor said yesterday that I have a very healthy sperm count, and should have no problem becoming a papa, when I get myself a girlfriend I want to marry," said Hugo, looking worried.

Frieda kissed him as well. "At least you got to see him already. We have to wait. Maybe if we really act like we want to have your babies, it will be less likely? It seems like any time I heard of someone accidentally getting knocked up after only a little sex, they didn't want it to happen. But couples that really want a baby seem to take forever. Besides... It will make a better show for Master and his sneaky cameras!" She looked uncertain, but hopeful, as she glanced at the active camera.

Hugo laughed. "You two really are committed to doing anything to please him, aren't you? He must be quite a guy, to get you hooked on him so fast."

"Well, he is really well hung, and a really good lover." Flora grabbed her brother's sheath and started stroking it. "Not that there's anything to complain about with your package, brother. You're not quite as big as the Master, but you're delicious!" And with that she started licking and sucking on her brother's shaft, and her twin sister rapidly joined in.

"Heh! Maybe it's a good thing he wants me to mate with you two at the same time that he does. I only have one cock, and you two are getting insatiable! Get on your hands and knees, Flora, and lick Frieda while I mount you." Hugo detached himself from his suckling siblings, and waved his shaft at them like a wand. "Up on the bed, my horny sisters. Let's see who gets preggers first!"

"No fair!" complained Frieda. "Let's toss a coin for who goes first." She grabbed a coin out of her purse, and flipped it.

Flora called out "TAILS!" while it was in the air, and lost the toss. She pouted, and rolled over on her back, legs spread wide. "Oh well. You better lick me good, sis! I guess the up side is when we trade places, I get to lick you after he's filled you."

Frieda knelt with her muzzle at her sister's crotch, and the vixen raised her brushy red tail invitingly. "I'm all yours, brother! Fill me full of kits!"

Hugo hesitated only a moment, then mounted Frieda from behind. "All right, sis! Here comes a load of brotherly love for your tummy!"

Back in the mansion, Lord Karl mounted Karla in the same pose, matching the young todd on the screen stroke for stroke as he hammered his vixen from behind. "Fill her up, son! Fill your fertile sister with your hot seed!"

Karla grinned as her Master mounted her. This was working out just as she had hoped. He was so enraptured with watching the incestuous younglings on the screen that he had completely forgotten that Karla was no longer that young herself. This was fantastic! He was humping her with the same vigor and enthusiasm as when she first came to the mansion, and she loved every second of it. "Oh, yes, fill me up, 'papa'! Make your babies in me!" she cried out, as she had her first orgasm of the session.

She was rewarded by Lord Karl thrusting deep inside her and tying immediately, hugging her close as he filled her with his seed. "Oh dear God in heaven!" he sighed.

On the screen, Hugo was just finishing his own climax, and his twin sisters rapidly exchanged places. Flora laid on her back, and he mounted his sister face to face, while Frieda lowered her fox-cream soaked snatch over her sister's muzzle to be licked. Frieda climaxed again almost as soon as she felt her sister's tongue. "Oh gods, sis! That's it! Lick our brother's seed from my cunny!"

Hugo stared at his sisters, amazed at how eager they were today, knowing that what they were doing would probably be seen by their Master. He wondered if it would be even more intense when they were in his actual presence. "God you two are hot. Oh Flora! Frieda! I love you both so much!" In minutes he was climaxing a second time, his hot seed flooding his sister's fertile womb. "Hot damn. Oh gods... I'm filling you up, sis! Right into your womb with my baby batter!"

... to be continued ...

Swiss Mix - Chapter 24

By DoggyStyle57, March 2010

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Late July, 2002 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

When we left off, Lord Karl and one of his maids, M'Lady Karla, had been mating in the mansion, while watching videos of a trio of incestuous siblings - two of them identical twin maids in Lord Karl's employ, and the third being their brother, who is a groundskeeper at the estate. The three young foxes on the screen appeared to all be fertile, and both vixens were in heat - yet they were obeying Lord Karl's orders, and mating without contraception. They were taped while at the brother's apartment, and they knew the Master would be taping their lovemaking. Lord Karl had intended the two vixens to covertly be put on Norplant, having them told it was a routine inoculation. He had wanted the thrill of the kids believing they were risking pregnancy, but had not intended for the boy to actually impregnate his sisters. But the plan appeared to have backfired, as the girls went into heat before they said they had a chance to see the doctor...

On the screen, Hugo slowly managed to disengage from his sister Flora's well-filled cunny, as his knot popped free with a wet sound. The vixen immediately changed position to allow her twin sister, Frieda, to lick her clean. "Time to return the favor, sis! Lick our brother's seed from me!"

Hugo stepped into the bathroom for a minute, and returned with a warm, wet washrag, which he used to clean himself off. Then, as his sisters wrapped up their sixty-nine embrace, he gently washed the excess splatter from their muzzles and pubes. Setting the washrag on the night stand, he laid back on the bed, and stared at the ceiling. "Well, at least it's more comfortable to mate here than hiding in the garden shed, or out in the woods. You two really seem willing to do anything for Lord Karl. Even to risk me impregnating you. What is it like, when he calls for you? What does he do with you?"

The sisters cuddled up on both sides of their brother, and Flora spoke first. "Are you jealous, big brother? Or just worried about what he may order us to do next?"

"It's not as if you didn't know he was mating with us, Hugo," added Frieda. "We told you about that as soon as he asked us. Don't worry. He never has demanded for us to do anything we were not ready or willing to do. Well, except for this mating without birth control. But we were breaking a bunch of his rules. He could have done a lot worse things to us!"

"I... just don't know. I only got a glimpse of him in the office, when he had Flora suck him and Frieda suck me. I was kind of in shock when he did that. But he seemed... well, pretty well endowed. It's kind of intimidating. I always thought you two were so tight when I mated with you. It seems hard to believe he can even fit inside you. How... how can I compete with that?" Hugo sighed.

His sisters cuddled closer, and Flora spoke quietly to him, her head resting on her brother's chest. "You ARE jealous! Brother dear, it was YOU who we chose to take our virginities, and YOU were the first male whose cock we ever sucked, or who ever licked us for pleasure. No matter what the Master does with us, he can never be our brother, our first love."

Frieda kissed Hugo, and said in agreement, "That's true. He is our master, but YOU are our mate, and our first lover! And nothing will change that. You could even be the first to fuck our butts!"

"What???" said Hugo. "You... you want me to fuck you in the tail hole? Had he asked you to do that?" He started to sit up, agitated.

Flora stroked her brother's fur calmingly, easing him back down onto the bed. "Don't be upset, Hugo. Yes, the Master asked us if we would try anal sex with him. But he also let us delay that until we felt ready to offer it freely. We both asked to wait - mostly because we wanted YOU to be our first there, as well. But we couldn't tell HIM that. Well, now that he knows about you, maybe we can do it, while he watches us and tells us what to do. He said it's something best taught by someone with experience, and that if you do it wrong, the girl can get hurt."

Frieda agreed, "Yes. We'd do it with you now, but... well, we don't know how any more than we guess you do. But the Master says it feels really good, once you learn how to do it right. Would you like to do that with us? Would you like to take our last type of virginity, while he watches and encourages us?" She looked down at her brother's crotch, where the red tip of his shaft was starting to emerge, twitching, from his sheath. She giggled. "Well, I would say that at least THAT part of you likes the idea!"

Hugo looked embarrassed. "But I... well? I never thought about that. I guess, if you two want to try it, I'll be willing to ask. When do you need to go back to the mansion?"

Flora kissed him again, and reached for the light. "Tomorrow's Saturday. No school. And we have no duties tomorrow until 10 AM, when it's time to make the beds. We can stay all night, brother dear."

Hugo laughed, and hugged his sisters tightly as the lights went out. "Somehow, I don't think we'll get much sleep though."

As the tape faded, Frieda's last words as she snuggled with her brother and sister were almost too soft to hear. "Well, we may get pregnant, but at least we won't get a cold. The doctor didn't have time to see us yesterday, but the nurse did give us our inoculations."

The tape faded out, and Karla disentangled herself and went to put in a fresh tape. A creamy trickle of her master's seed ran down the inside of her thigh. These incest tapes were definitely the best idea she had ever had. She was enjoying them herself, and the Master was so turned on he was mating with her like she was 15 again. She would have to see what else she could do to bind him closer to her. Not that she minded sharing his bed with the other maids, but she felt that, as the mother of one of his children, even if unacknowledged, she deserved more than just one or two sessions in his bed each month.

She lay on her back on the bed, and started the tape. "And now, Elsa and her father, Elias. This was Wednesday night, apparently right after she left your bed. You didn't call the father with her that night?"

Lord Karl shook his head negatively. "No. I only called for her on Wednesday night. I wanted them to have some time to get used to the idea. Making him come with her on the same night I told them I knew they were mating would have been too much to ask of them. Besides, I wanted one last quiet night with her, alone, before her father joined us."

On the screen, the scene was dark at first, and then there was the sound of a door quietly closing. Elias' voice came out of the darkness. "Liebchen? Is that you, my Elsa?"

The lights came on as Elsa used the light switch on the wall. She was still in her maid's uniform. "Yes, Papa. I'll come to bed soon. I should wash up, first."

"No, liebchen. You come to papa now." He looked at her from on the bed as she crossed the room. "You are wearing no panties? You walked here from the mansion like that?" Elias chided his daughter. He sniffed the air. "I suppose sooner or later, I must get used to smelling him on you, or tasting him in you, yah? It may as well be now. Lie on the bed, my liebchen. Papa will clean you, as I did when we first started to mate."

"Should I take off my uniform, papa?" the cute beagle girl asked, her face flushing slightly with embarrassment.

"No. It is sign of his service. You serve him in that dress, I have you the same way. Just lift your skirts, my daughter," the father knelt by his bedside, and looked up his daughter's skirt. The camera angle didn't allow seeing it, but Lord Karl knew the girl would still be dripping with his seed. He recalled he had filled her three times that night.

"Oh, my liebchen... It is one thing to know another man has had you in his bed. Is another thing to see it so plainly. It hurts to know I am second now in your heart." He moved uncertainly forward, sniffing her. He had licked his daughter many times after mating with her himself. But never had he tasted another man's seed, and she was dripping with Lord Karl's leavings. He took a tentative lick, decided it tasted much like his own, shrugged, and started licking his daughter more eagerly.

"Oh PAPA! You will always be first in your Elsa's heart!" she squirmed as her father licked her in just the right spot. "OHH! Especially when papa licks me like that! I like that so much, papa. I was so happy when you taught me how good it feels for a girl to be licked like that." She stroked her papa's broad, soft ears as he licked her. "Who taught me how to please a man with my muzzle? My papa! Who taught me the pleasures of mating? My papa! You will always be first with me, papa. The Master is a wonderful lover, but you are my first and best love!" She quivered as she had an orgasm from her father's licking.

In the mansion, Lord Karl positioned Karla in a chair, so he could lick her clean, and still watch the scene on the TV. "The father is licking my seed from her! Oh, I can't wait until they both are serving me."

Karla smiled and enjoyed the attention. "It's exciting for you to see a man mate with his own daughter, isn't it? Hummm. I wonder..."

"Wonder what?" Karl asked, looking up from between her thighs, his muzzle smeared with his own seed and his vixen's juices.

"Oh, nothing. Just a stray thought. Have you tried anal with Elsa yet?" she asked.

"No, not yet. I gather that she hasn't done that yet with her father. I think I will let him be her first there. And the same for Hugo and his twin sisters. It will be pleasant to mate with any of those girls while they have a relative filling their other hole," he said with a grin. "Get back on the bed. I'm ready again."

"As you wish, Master. That will be your third release. Going for a record tonight? Going to fill me five times?" she asked, eagerly.

"If the action on the tapes keeps up like this, I just might," he growled playfully, as he pulled Karla astride himself, and entered her again.

On the screen, Elias stood and unfastened his bathrobe, his shaft emerging from his sheath. "You are kind to your old papa, liebchen. Some nights, I think I was greedy, to take you as I did. But I was so lonely, and you look so much like your dear mama."

"But I loved it, papa! Did not mama like to get licked as much as I do? Did she not like sucking you like I do?" Elsa asked her father, as she centered herself on the bed.

"No, liebchen. Your mother, she liked to make love, but she thought it was only good to make babies. She did not care to try anything that could not get her pregnant. She wanted so much to give you a little brother or sister. But it was not to be." He knelt between his daughter's thighs, looking at her in the indecently short maid skirt, and imagining her walking around the mansion all day long, with no panties on. He found the idea aroused him. "I think, liebchen, that when you are in the house, you should also not wear the panties, yah? What is good for your Master is good for papa, eh?"

"All right, papa! But I still need them for school. Some of the maids get really naughty, and don't wear them at school either. But that would not be right, as we are not there to please anyone." She held up her paws, tail wagging. "Take your little Elsa, papa! Make your little girl happy!"

Elias entered little else and was soon humping franticly, driving both of them to a rapid climax. "Oh, mine liebchen! Elsa!"

The tape ended half an hour later. Karla had to settle for 'only' being filled four times that night. She hummed a tune to herself as she walked back to her apartment through the tunnels, a devious idea forming in her head.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 25

By DoggyStyle57, March 2010

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Late July, 2002 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

On the last weekend in July, Lord Karl summoned Miss Cheri to his suite for the evening. With her duties as Governess and wet nurse for Hans, Heidi and Marie taking more and more of her time, he had reluctantly tapered off to only requesting her presence on Sunday evenings.

In the six years that Cheri had served him this far, they had explored a number of variations in their bedroom routines. Cheri had grown quite fond of Miss Eva and Miss Trixie, and on alternating Sunday evenings, that couple, now both 21, would usually join Cheri and the Master. It was the only time the Master ever summoned Trixie and Eva any more, both because of his preference for younger maids, and because Trixie and Eva were growing more and more monogamous with each other. Were it not for the long-term relationship between the lesbian couple and Miss Cheri, both older girls probably would have ceased serving the Master in his bed by now.

On the other two Sunday nights, Miss Cheri would often get more 'adventurous', allowing the Master to tie her up some nights, or taking a dominant role in instructing a younger maid in the ways of pleasing a woman. Sometimes she would even humor the Master's recent interest in doing 'incest roleplay', and would pretend to be his daughter. She knew that he often would ask the twins among the maids to perform Lesbian sex on each other. Cheri had even participated in all-girl threesomes with several pairs of twins, and had watched the sister-sister incest first hand. The idea of incest itself didn't bother her too much, as long as those participating knew what they were getting into, and freely chose to mate with their sibling or other relative.

But she did have some concerns about what the Master's interests might imply for the future of their daughter, Marie, who was now four, and had only recently been weaned by Cheri. She felt certain that Lord Karl would not make any attempts at mating with Marie until the girl was at least 10 to 12 years old. For all his interest in younger mates, he firmly drew the line at only mating with girls who had already matured enough to have started their periods, and matured enough physically and mentally to be able to safely breed with an adult. He even had refused the idea of Cheri having baby Heidi nursing from her breast, while the Master suckled at her other breast - though Lord Karl loved getting an occasional taste of Cheri's breast milk himself. So, for now, she put those concerns in the back of her mind. By the time another six to eight years passed, perhaps the Master might be over his current fascination with watching relatives mate, or pretending to 'have incest' with his maids. Or by then she could find some way to tell Marie, privately at least, that he was her father, so if anything ever did happen between father and daughter, Marie would have at least made the conscious choice to accept that.

Tonight, however, Lord Karl seemed more inclined to merely cuddling and talking. They lay on the bed, in the fur, having gently but simply mated just once, and he stroked her fur and talked to her. "My sweet Pet," he said affectionately. "I really don't know what I would ever do without you. I never could have raised Hans and Heidi on my own, and Lady Helga simply is not cut out for the role as mother and housewife. Hans and Heidi love you more than they love their own mother, and for good reason. And our little Marie is growing up to be just as beautiful as her mother. It's strange, having three of my children growing up side by side in my house, and yet not being able to tell them that they are all siblings. Someday, perhaps, when the inheritance is firmly mine, and my parents have passed on... But not yet. They are too young to understand how to keep secrets. And if any of them ever mentioned to my parents, even in passing, that Marie was my child, it would be a disaster for all of us. You do understand that, don't you, my darling?"

Cheri sighed, resting her head on her master's strong left arm, and moving her tail slightly. "As long as you care for us, and take care of us, I am content, Master. I know you love us."

"Still, we should plan for the future. Trixie and Eva may leave us soon, though they are welcome to remain with me in their roles as laundress and seamstress, even if they cease coming to my bed. Their many years of loyal service to me have earned them that, just as it has with M'Lady Kim, the senior maid. I virtually never mate with Kim anymore. It wouldn't surprise me if she decides to retire soon, to start a family of her own. I've seen how she looks wistfully at my children, and at the younger maids. And if she wants children of her own, well, she's approaching 40 now, and had better start soon, or not at all. She hasn't said anything yet, but when she does, perhaps you might step into her role? Don't answer yet, my dear. Just think about it. Few of the other older maids seem suited to the job." Lord Karl kissed Cheri briefly, then continued rambling.

"I do know I am losing one maid soon. Miss Brianna informed me this morning that she is pregnant. She claimed she 'forgot' to take her Pills, and that the last several times she and I mated, she was quite fertile. I didn't know, or I wouldn't have summoned her while she was in heat. She has chosen to return to Ireland to have the child, and to leave my service. She goes with my blessing, but... Having had the chance to see Marie growing up, I regret that I'll likely never meet Brianna's child. I never really considered that before, when a maid left to have their child elsewhere, to protect my name and reputation," he said softly.

Cheri nodded. "I wondered why you allowed me to stay, when it happened to me. I would have gone, if I had to. But we had been lovers such a short time..."

"And that is why I was unable to let you go, Cheri," Lord Karl said. "You were already a delight to me, and I couldn't bear to part with you, even if there was a risk that the truth might come out. I'm glad I took that risk. I got to keep you, and you've been invaluable to me. And Marie is such a darling child."

"Well, I will think about the new position, if M'Lady Kim does decide to step down. Though I don't see how I could do her job and remain Governess. The three kids are quite a pawful." Cheri snuggled close to the Master, and they talked of inconsequential things for a while longer, until he bid her good night, and sent her back to her own rooms.

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The following evening was the first night that Flora, Frieda and their brother Hugo were to be summoned together. M'Lady Karla brought the boy to Lord Karl's room first, through the secret passages. They started from a secret door in the bathroom on the ground floor of the garage. From there, she guided the boy down a steep flight of stairs, and through a long, dimly lit tunnel to the basement level of the mansion. Karla showed him how to get to the spiral stairs that led up into first and second floors of the mansion, and once on the second floor, had the boy count paces along the passage for each of the turns, since the curtained light traps and the black curtains on both walls of the passage made it difficult to judge distances, until you were familiar with the subtle floor markings that designated side passages. "When the mansion was built, these passages served two purposes," Karla told Hugo. "The most important was to allow the family a secret means of hiding or escape, in times of war or other troubles. The other use was for servants to privately come to the family quarters, when required. Some of the Master's ancestors were much more circumspect about summoning a maid to please them, than Lord Karl is today. They serve well for cases like this, where the Master wants you in his room, with no one else knowing about it. For my own part, I'll tell no one you were ever here, and I'll be waiting here to guide you back, when you're done. Here's the door. The catch is here, and there's a peep hole over here." She looked through that peep hole, then opened the door for the boy. "The Master is in there, waiting for you. Good luck with whatever it is he wants to see you about."

"You don't know?" asked Hugo.

"Not my business to know," Karla lied smoothly. "The Master asked for you, and he gets you. Why doesn't matter. Though I do know he's not in the habit of asking for boys, so I would guess he isn't looking for you to serve him as a maid would. Beyond that? I don't care to know." She shut the door behind the boy, and padded back over to the observation area. Drawing back the curtains that had concealed the viewing mirror on one side, and the cameras and recorders opposite the mirror, she set things up for recording, and sat down to watch the 'show'.

In Lord Karl's bedroom, a panel in the wainscoting slid back, and Hugo stepped into the room. His brushy tail twitched nervously behind him, and he realized with regret as the panel slid closed that he had no idea how to open it from this side.

Lord Karl, dressed only in his red silk dressing gown, walked up to Hugo, and shook the boy's paw, like he was greeting an old friend. "Hugo! Glad to see you made it, son! Think you can find your way here again, the next time?"

"I'm not sure, sir. Those passages all look alike, and... I don't even know how to get back into them!" Hugo replied.

"So ready to seek the exit already? Relax, son. You're just going to enjoy your sister's company tonight, with me in the room, guiding you. That is all, for tonight. Do you drink? I have some fine brandy and bourbon and cognac over on the dresser, if that will help you relax." He gestured in the direction of the silver tray and crystal bottles on the dresser, with several Waterford Crystal glasses on it.

"Er, no, thank you, sir. Never got in the habit of drinking. Can't afford such fine things on a groundskeeper's salary."

"You should try it, then, while you don't have to pay for it. But it's fine if you don't." Lord Karl looked down at the young fox, who was only 2/3 of Karl's height, and likely less than half his weight. "You're understandably nervous about this whole arrangement. But I hope you'll soon get over that, and look forward to these weekly sessions. Your sisters find it quite enjoyable."

"Yes sir." Hugo replied nervously. "It's just that... We never... That time in the office, that was the first time I ever had sex with either of my sisters while anyone else was watching us."

"And what did you think of that experience?" Lord Karl asked.

"It was... very unreal, sir. Like a dream. I'm still having a hard time believing that I'm standing here, in your bedroom, and that my sisters will soon come through that door, and we'll... do whatever you ask, I guess?" Hugo shifted from paw to paw nervously, glancing back at the bedroom door repeatedly. "Sir? You... said you are not into boys, right? Then... why am I here?"

"I'm not going to make you bend over while I use you, if that is what you're afraid of. Have you ever mated with anyone other than your sisters? Ever shared a girl with another man, both mating with her at the same time?" Lord Karl asked, as he poured himself a small snifter of brandy.

"No sir," Hugo said meekly. "I've only had my sisters as lovers, sir. And they have only had me, and of course yourself and each other. I never... We had to keep it a secret, of course, so, who could we have asked? Or who else could I have sought, when I already had my sisters both willing to be my mates?"

"I can see that," Lord Karl agreed, sipping at his drink. "If I was your age, and had two eager lovers as pretty as your sisters at my beck and call, I doubt I would have looked further. But I can tell you that there's a certain special something in the experience of mating with a girl and feeling another man enter her tail hole. You think she's already tight, and then... wow! You have to experience it. And you will, my boy. It's something I haven't done much yet myself, but I am looking forward to that experience."

"Er, sir? About that, er, tail hole business? My sisters and I, well, we've never... done that, sir," Hugo said, looking down at the floor.

"So I gathered. Look, I know you're all virgins in that area. I can teach you how to do it safely and comfortably, if you're willing to learn. You can do them first. I've been first on more girls than I can count. Or if you and your sisters are not ready to try that yet, then you and I will just use their cunnies and their mouths. All right?" Before Lord Karl could go on, the door opened, and Flora and Frieda stepped in, wearing their maid's uniforms.

They both walked over to Lord Karl and kissed him first, on tip toes, and then moved to flank their brother, protectively. "Good evening, Master. How may we please you tonight?" they asked in unison.