Kara fell to the floor, placing her head on the cold ceramic tile, and spread her ass cheeks wide for His inspection. Her mind was in overdrive fro fear that Sydney might come bouncing in and find her like this. Sir Richard didn’t get up, or even say a word for a few minutes, watching the strain in her fingers as she arched her back and offered Him her two holes. Finally, he reached over and began to stroke her swollen clit, until she began to moan softly. You may allow Sydney to use the pool whenever you like, kara, but you must be there with her.”



Yes, Sir Richard.”



And I do not wish to see any tan lines on this pretty little body of yours. So you are to be naked whenever you are at the pool. You may tell Sydney whatever you like. I don’t care. But no swim suit or bathrobe is allowed. Is this understood?”



Yes, Sir Richard. I understand.”

Excellent. Now, clean up the kitchen, hang up your uniform, and enjoy the day with your daughter. I will join you both later.”



Saying that, he stroked her harder, feeling the fever building in her. You may cum, slave.”



Thank You, Si.Sir.ooooooooooohhhhhhhh, A loud moan escaped from her as she experienced the most intense orgasm she had ever had. It took a full minute before she regained her composure, and realized she was alone on the kitchen floor, her hands still spreading apart her cheeks. Ever so slowly, kara got up, and folded her uniform. She finished cleaning up the kitchen and went out to the pool to wait for Sydney, wondering how she would explain her nudity to the seven year old.



It wasn’t a long wait, when Sydney came skipping down the flagstone path that would through the azaleas and to the pool. She stopped suddenly when she saw that her mother was naked in a lounge chair. The child had seen her mother naked before, stumbling upon her in the shower, or getting dressed in her bedroom, but never stretched out in the sun, outdoors!. Mommy, where’s your swim suit?”



I. it’s private here, Sydney, and I don’t want any tan lines, so I’m going to sunbathe nude.”



Can I Mommy? Can I swim nude too?”



Yes of course, you may, little one Sir Richard’s voice boomed before kara could answer. No one will see you.”



Yippee, Sydney shrieked, pulling off her suit and jumping in. Richard took a lounge chair that was across from kara’s, and with a motion of His head, ever so subtle, she read the command, and spread her legs apart, opening herself to His eyes.



That entire summer, both kara and her daughter got impressive tans from the many hours spent naked in the sun. They both grew accustomed to being naked at the pool whenever Sir Richard might have a visitor there as well. And this familiarity with nakedness carried itself into the house as well. Rather than get dressed to go back and fix lunch, kara and Sydney would just walk back to the house and eat their lunches without getting dressed. And so it seemed a natural way of things, that fall, after school started up again for Sydney, that Sir Richard commanded kara to always be naked whenever she was in the house. She was to wear her French maid uniform when she left the grounds, but was to be naked except for her four inch spikes the rest of the time.



Just before Christmas, Sir Richard told kara to get a baby sitter for Sydney, as He was taking her to a Christmas party hosted by some friends of His that Saturday. Kara inquired as to how she was to dress, and Sir Richard told her that He would take her shopping with Sydney Friday night. The party was Saturday, so the three of them would make an evening of it, including dinner and a movie of Sydney’s choosing.



Friday afternoon, about 4:30, the three of them all loaded into Sir Richard’s 2006 Jaguar XKR and headed to a small and exclusive dress shop in New Fairfield. The excitement in Sydney was evident in her constant banter, and kara was nervous that Sir Richard would be impatient with her daughter. But, quite to the contrary, he talked with her, answering her questions about the restaurant they would dine in and the movies she wanted to see.



There were no other customers in the dress shop when they entered. An thin, elderly man came out from the back of the shop to greet them. His faced seemed familiar to kara, although she couldn’t place it at first. Good evening, Sir Richard, a smile brightening his face. How have You been?”



I’ve been well, Sir Edmund, thank You. And how are You holding up?”



Instantly kara knew that this was the man who came to Sir Richard’s BDSM gathering last spring with the old slave woman lady catherine.



It had been difficult for me, Sir Richard. Very difficult. The lady catherine and I were one for over forty-two years. I know I shall never find another like her, so in her memory, I will not even look.”



I understand, completely Sir Edmund. Completely.



Might You remember My maid, kara? And this is her daughter, Sydney.”



Yes, of course, He replied, lifting kara’s hand and kissing it gently on the back. I am charmed my dear, charmed. And this is your lovely daughter., Sydney is it?”



Yes sir. I’m Sydney.”



Such a lovely name for such a pretty little girl, He complimented her. Richrad, would You like to stay while kara and I go through some dresses, or might you prefer to accompany Sydney to the book store up the street, while kara and I narrow down the selection?”



Sydney jumped right in, Oh could we go to the book store, Sir Richard? Could we?”



Yes, of course Sydney. Of course.



Sir Edmund will take care of You kara, Richard said aloud. And then, bending near her ear, out of respect for Sydney, he added, Obey Him as You would Me!”



Yes, Sir Richard, kara answered, a hint of nervousness in her voice.



When Sir Richard and Sydney had left the shop, Sir Edmund sat down in a chair, and ordered, Present yourself to Me. Position B!”