little girl, did not give prankiness and mischief with Nastasya Parfyonovna, ie, his daughter and her childhood friend. Having acquired Parfen (as the young princess now began to call the former friend of her late father) as a powerless slave serf, the young beauty immediately ordered her father’s old friend to strip naked and lie down on the bench, who, being already a slave of the young lady, humbly did. Having personally taken the whip, Princess Irina began to smack him. And then there was a young pretty girl of 14 years old. Porola princess his long, competently, ordering the former rich nobleman from an ancient and noble family, and now to his acquired slave to consider each blow he received from his young mistress. Seeing this, Nastasya, an ex-girlfriend, rushed to her knees in front of a young beauty, derogating and asking for mercy for her father. Princess was adamant. Parfen lost count, which further angered the young princess Irina. Then she began to beat the slave with high-heeled shoes on the head. Nastya, defending the dying father, rushed to her feet, kissing the shoes of her former best friend, asked in tears to spare her father, to which the princess reminded her that he was her serf slave, her thing and that she had the right to do whatever she wanted. He wishes - he will kill, lock, drown, starve, like any of the tens of thousands of her serf slaves inherited by the young princess, regardless of whether his father is mother, son, daughter, grandmother or grandfather. If he wants, he will frighten everyone. She, the young and beautiful Mrs., and they - all servants, niello, slaves, the thing of the young Mrs.

- Irina! - Nastasya screamed in complete despair - let me be your serf slave, but spare your father ... leave him to live ... - she finished her last prayer to the relentless young Mrs. Nastassja, quietly sobbing.

The princess stopped the execution, haughtily looked at her ex-girlfriend crawling at her feet and said:

- Do you remember how Latin was better for you than for me? Oh, how I was pissed off. And as a French teacher in one lesson praised only you, but I do not, remember? Well ... - the young princess continued with a grin, - now you will need other successes in another study. You will study the sciences that my slave needs. Okay. I am gracious. I grant him life, and tomorrow we will issue your already voluntary rejection of the estate and the transition to my serfs. You start with the cooks. And, by the way, no, first you will clean the toilet.

Suddenly the young princess sharply lifted up the hem of her dress and exposed her charms.

- Do you remember, Nastyush, how we showed our charms to each other as a child, and your little chap, this stinking slave, noticed us once and swore a lot, promised my father everything to tell?

- I remember, Irina - still not able to rise uttered Nastasya.

- Kiss, slave. From now on, I am not Irina to you, but a lady and your mistress.

Nastya resignedly pressed her lips to the crotch of her young mistress.

Years later, now a serf, and in the past a princess's girlfriend, dressed in a governess in aglitsky style, humbly kneeling before beautiful Irina, as she used to do dozens of times every day for several years, with each report, call, just at meeting with her mistress and sovereign mistress, she reported to the lady that dinner was ready, and where you would order to serve.

It should be noted that as soon as Nastya was officially assigned to the princess as a serf, the young lady continued the execution of her father, a former nobleman. In past stories about the princess, I already wrote that the young lady loved the flogging of her slaves very often, she did this most often personally, and when it was required to immediately punish a large number of her slaves, she entrusted it to her grooms.But she herself punished her peasants daily, did it skillfully, day by day honing her skills. At that time, every day, several hefty men, undressing to the naga, were placed on a specially constructed wide bench for execution in front of a very young girl, fragile, of little height, with curls of golden-lush hair tattered in the wind and falling on brittle shoulders. In front of a fourteen-year-old girl, with barely formed, small, but beautifully elastic breast forms, with white, small, but very slender and beautiful legs, dressed in white shoes. In front of the girl in elegant silk dress and unchanged summer hat with the fields fit and receive punishment in full, not grumbling, and she lashed them with great pleasure, rightly believing that all tens of thousands of her serf slaves are designed to work on the hostess and get the whip from the hostess. The men were worse than cattle for her and she did not stand on ceremony with them. No one thought how many she had rotten to death (among those unfortunate, by the way, was Nastyusha's father). Some say that hundreds of muzhiks are rotten, others call a smaller number, but the point is that, having crossed their twenties of their turn, the young princess did not refuse this fun.

Going up to Nastya, who was kneeling, the hostess took her by her chin, looked into her eyes, leaned over her slave and kissed her firmly on the lips.

“You will serve lunch on the terrace, and I’m waiting for you tonight in my bedchamber,” the hostess whispered, leaning back now to the slave’s ear and licked his tongue.

“Yes, madam,” the slave replied humbly.

- Even if you had not obeyed, kiss your hand and go, Nastya. Oh, what a sunny and hot day promises to be.

At dinner, the lady served as usual a dozen and two lackeys. The governess ran, fussed. The cooks, with a sinking heart and a prayer for the removal of the master's wrath, awaited the end of the hostess’s meal. God forbid not to taste or what hair in food will be - the princess flogged right there on her table for a meal of all the cooks, it happened even to death.

At the end of the meal, Nastya returned with a report. Kneeling down, she handed the state papers to Mrs.

- What do you mean me, you mean, after dinner, bother with your affairs?

- Here you have to sign a movable, Mrs., you just recently sold your three servants - Ivan, Timofey and Nikitka, who liked the landowner Anyukova, in exchange for her grove, that you, mistress, were so fond of, and of them Nikkit was not married, the rest they are married, the landowner does not want to take such goods, she needs single men, a lady.

- I know, I know why this old slag needed these good fellows, young handsome men chose not to plow tea, and since she is very pious, she desires to sin, but as luck would have it, everyone was married, except for Nikita. such a product doesn’t linger for a long time, I would use it myself, but I love you, Nastyush, one.

With these words, the young lady approached her slave, who still remained on her knees in front of her mistress and mistress, took her chin, raised her head and looked down with a passion in her eyes and firmly kissed her ex-girlfriend on the lips, but now a serf slave.

- Let's go to the bed-room, after we will do our work - the princess strictly ordered her.

- Yes, madam. - with these words, Nastya, sighing and hanging her head, quietly trod off behind her young lady to her bedchamber. She herself never liked to do this with her young mistress, moreover, such love was disgusting and disgusting to her both physically and morally. She secretly met with Nikita, the most handsome young man whom the young lady sold among the old neighbor landowner, the girl Anyukova, that she had never been legally crowned in all her 60 years old, but she still goes to the estates and earned young beauties for her dirty carnal pleasures.Those who were acquired by serfs who refused to flatly satisfy the old mistress or were embarrassed because of the psychophysiological satisfaction of the aged women - those mistress gave to recruits for 25 years, sometimes went beyond the required number, but still gave, saying, if I served as a trace can not, let him king, father and power will serve. Young Princess Irina also sent in recruits for 25 years young handsome men from among her serf slaves, but for a different reason. She believed that the young beauties took from her young beautiful girls-peasant women, whom she herself was very fond of. And the last ones, without complaint and at the first call of the princess, went to her bedchamber and performed every whim of her carnal passions, she still felt that she was with her body and soul and thoughts with her boyfriends. So it was with Nastya, because she knew Nikita about the attachment of her slave to him, and ordered her to be exchanged for a birch grove with two other handsome young serfs.

In the heat of passion, when Nastyusha brought her young lady tongue to orgasm, she smacked and felt the moment asked the lady not to sell her lover. The young princess, as if wanting to shut up the slave’s mouth, with even greater diligence began to press her tender tongue on her charms, at the same time violently, with an animal roar and squeal ending for quite a long time ... The cries spread throughout the manor, it seemed they flew to every distant corner of a huge manor house. After catching her breath, all wet and pleasantly tired from exhaustion with carnal passion, the young princess told her mistress and slave, gently covering her with kisses:

“Well, I’ll give that old hrychka of two other beauties instead of your Nikita, but I’m telling him to make him a eunuch and he, like other yard maids, will serve me, dress, make up, comb, and also keep a candle during our you, Nastya, nightly fun. I don’t want to hear from you anymore, go - the young princess strictly ordered the bewildered maid. (to be continued)