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It was dark where Patty Jordan was. She had no idea where she was but she knew she was waiting. She just wasn’t sure what she was waiting for.

No, that wasn’t exactly true, Patty thought. It wasn’t that she didn’t know what she was waiting for. What she was waiting for was to be used. It was good to be used. It was good to be of service. It was good to have a use but then everyone had a use for what good was it to to have a use if no one used you.

Suddenly, hands grabbed her by the ankles and they started pulling. This was it, Patty told herself. This was finally it and as the hands let go of her, her legs naturally rotated up so that she could be of service.

She was naked although that was hardly worth taking note of. Her 5′8″ body was lean except for one part. Even lying there on the floor, her full breasts were still nice and round just as they always were.

The place where she’d been was dark as was the place where she now was but there were differences, too. The place where she’d been had been completely dark and there was a musty, dusty smell to it as if it needed to be aired out. The place where she now was was different from that. Even if it was dark, one could tell that it was open and the air smelled cleaner.

And then there was the man, the one who’d brought her into this new place. The old place had been cramped. It was just her and her alone there but in this new place, he was here, too.

As she now waited, her legs were now nearly parallel with the floor. One might have thought it would be hard to hold this position for any period of time but Patty didn’t think that. She could hold it for as long as it took because the only important thing was for her to be of service.

She didn’t have to hold it for long.

The man, for it clearly was a man, the man who’d pulled her out here quickly mounted her exposed body and in a matter of moments, she had his cock in her exposed cunt.

It felt good, Patty thought. It felt good to be of use.

It felt good to be used.

He was fucking her. That’s all it was. He hadn’t said one word to her. Heck, if one didn’t count the fact that he had his cock in her pussy, he’d hardly even acknowledged that she even existed and for Patty, that was exactly what she expected. She didn’t expect to be acknowledged. She was there to be of use. She was there to be used.

The man was grunting now and that could only mean one thing and Patty couldn’t wait for that to happen.

“Fuck,” the man groaned and in the next instant, he was cumming inside her and Patty was cumming, too. It felt good to be of use. It felt good to be used. It was what she was meant for and when she was used like this, when she was used to her fullest, she couldn’t help but love the fact that she had been used.

She hadn’t always been like this although Patty would have found it hard to admit that she had ever been anything like but what she was now. To admit it, even to think that there might have been a possibility that she could ever have been as she was now, to admit that seemed like a rejection of what she now was.

In point of fact though, she’d been an entirely different person only a week before.

It probably wasn’t right exactly to call Taylor her boyfriend. They hadn’t really been dating that long and just as she still saw other guys, she knew that he, too, was seeing other women but even if they weren’t boyfriend and girlfriend, they were definitely more than just mere acquaintances.

But regardless of that, Taylor had sprung the idea of this trip on her. “Hey,” he asked one day right out of the blue, “would you like to go to Scotland?”

Patty was sure she couldn’t possibly have heard him right. “Would I like to do what?” she’d asked.

Taylor’d just grinned at that. He’d known that he had her attention and he’d known that he’d surprised her. “I asked you if you wanted to go to Scotland.”

“Why would I want to go to Scotland?” Patty’d asked.

Taylor was still grinning. “Because there’s this place I heard of. It’s called Castle Macmillan. It’s a hotel but apparently it’s a real castle, too, and it sounds cool so I was thinking maybe you and I could go there and try it out and in case you’re wondering, yes, I’m paying for the trip. I just wanted to know if you wanted to go with me. So do ya?”

Scotland? Aside from a trip that she and some girlfriends had taken to Mexico on spring break a couple years earlier, she’d never been out of the country before, but Scotland, that seemed like such a long way to go.

“If you don’t want to go, I’ll understand.”

What was that supposed to mean? If she didn’t want to go, he’d understand what? And besides, now that the idea was in front of her, she couldn’t help but be intrigued by the idea. Scotland. Wow!

“So what about it? You want to go?”

Sure she’d wanted to go but she’d had to make sure that the offer was all on the up and up. “I want to go but are you sure you want to go with me?”

“I wouldn’t have asked you if I didn’t.”

They were rushing it she’d told herself but she just didn’t care. Even if it didn’t work out in the end, she’d still be able to say that she’d been to Scotland. “I’m in,” she’d said.

It was their trip but she’d let Taylor do most of the planning. After all, if he was going to pay for it, then he ought to have first say in what they were going to do. That having been said, she wasn’t going to let them do something totally stupid or totally boring. If he was going to suggest something like that, then she’d have to put her foot down.

But it seemed as if Taylor wasn’t planning anything stupid or boring. It was mainly sightseeing with the last couple of days in London before they flew out. He hadn’t mentioned that they’d be going there, too. He’d just said Scotland and Patty considered that to be a bonus.

And then finally, the day had come. They’d flown out and Patty found herself barely able to contain herself. Even the drive up had been fun and then finally they’d arrived.

It really was a real castle. She’d seen the pictures of it that Taylor had showed her before but the pictures just didn’t do it justice. Not when you were actually there. Not when you were actually standing there in front of the building.

It really was a real castle.

And then they’d been hustling inside and moving up to a waiting clerk at the reception desk. “Good evening,” the clerk had said. “My name is Robert. How may I help you this evening?”

“We’re checking in,” Taylor had told him. “My name’s Taylor Evans.”

Robert had consulted his computer and then he nodded. “Ah yes, and you must be Miss Jordan.”

Patty had nodded eagerly at that.

“Very good then. This will only take a moment and then well have you checked in and on your way up to your room in no time at all. How was your flight over from the states?”

“Long,” Taylor had said.

“Ah yes. It can definitely be that way. You gave us a credit card when you made your reservation with us. Will you be using that same card during your stay here with us?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Very good then. If I could see the card. Ah yes. That’s good. All right. Everything seems to be in order here so if you’ll just sign here and here, we’ll have you on your way.”

Taylor’d signed where he was told to sign and it hadn’t been long before the young couple was being ushered into their room and it wasn’t long after that that the two of them were soon fast asleep in their bed.

Patty had awoken the next morning to find she was alone in the bed.

Someone had opened the heavy curtains that the night before had covered the windows and now light was streaming into their room. Patty cast an annoying eye on the harsh glare flowing in through the window. She actually liked the morning sun but she felt it should be like her morning coffee, strong enough to wake you up but not so harsh as to be obnoxious.

“Taylor,” she called out thinking that her boyfriend might be in the bathroom.

No answer.

That was annoying. “Taylor,” she called out again.

Again, the answer was the same that being no answer at all.

“Taylor?”

Maybe she didn’t realize she was as close to the edge of the bed as she was or maybe it was all some stupid mistake but when Patty rolled over, she suddenly found herself squawking rather self-consciously as she kept rolling right out of bed and as she fell to the floor.

That was embarrassing, she told herself and yet as she laid there on the floor, something caught her attention from underneath the bed and moments later, she was pulling the thing out.

She’d never seen one before and yet as soon as she saw it, she knew instinctively just what the thing was. It was a chamber pot.

It made sense in a way. It wasn’t like castles had to have indoor plumbing and that sent her scurrying. Even though she knew they had one, she just had to check for herself but sure enough, they had a bathroom attached to their suite but then she was back again. If they had a bathroom, what was this thing doing here?

It was as if she couldn’t take her eyes off of the thing. What was it doing here, she wondered again.

She should just leave it alone, she told herself but she knew she wasn’t going to do that.

It had a cover. Actually, two covers she discovered that when folded back formed a sort of seat of course not that she’d ever use that. You had no idea who else might have used it before you. It was so much better to just hover over it.

Wait a minute! What was she saying?

She knew what she was saying. She had to pee and it seemed as if that urge was getting more and more intense the longer she stayed here. She should get up, she told herself. She should walk the few feet to the bathroom.

And yet she didn’t do that. She couldn’t seem to take her eyes off of the thing and the more she stayed there, the more intense her urges were.

And she did really have to pee. She had to pee really bad.

She should get up. She should just walk to the bathroom.

But she couldn’t. She seemed fixated.

She finally started to move only she wasn’t moving towards the bathroom. Oh my God. She really couldn’t be thinking of doing that!

But that’s what it was designed for Patty thought as she hiked up her nightie.

Oh my God. This was so wrong and yet there she was pushing her panties down and opening the flaps before she squatted over the container.

Oh my God, she thought as the pee started to flow. Oh my a God. That was so good. It was just such a relief to let it all out.

It was only after it was all over that Patty seemed to realize just what it was that she’d done. She staggered to the bathroom in search of some toilet paper to wipe herself. She couldn’t believe that she’d just done what she’d done. It was so incredibly embarrassing.

She was still in the bathroom when she heard someone call her name. Oh my God. It was Taylor. She couldn’t let him see what she’d done. “I’ll be out in a minute,” she called out.

“Take your time. I was just looking around while you were sleeping.”

Patty flushed the toilet and she came out to join her boyfriend.

“Hey! You’re not even dressed yet.”

“It’ll only take a minute.”

“Yeah right.”

“It will,” Patty protested.

“With you, nothing ever takes a minute and besides, you look like you just rolled out of bed so I’m assuming you still need to take your shower first.”

“Already took it,” Patty lied.

“Uh huh.”

“I did. I just threw these clothes on so I wouldn’t have to come out here naked.”

“Hmm. Maybe I like you that way.”

He was coming around the bed and as soon as he did, he was going to see the chamber pot. She had to stop that before it happened. She bounded toward him. “So you want to see me naked, do you. Well I’m sure that could be arranged,” and with that, she shoved her boyfriend back onto the bed and moments later, she was straddling his body and pulling off her nightie and then finally her panties. “You know, I think you’re overdressed, Mister.”

Taylor didn’t stay overdressed for long and it wasn’t long before Patty was pushing herself down onto Taylor’s waiting cock.

“Oh yeah,” Taylor groaned.

Patty wasn’t even thinking about the chamber pot anymore. She was grinding her pussy against her boyfriend’s cock and the more she did, the more she liked what she was feeling.

“Oh yeah,” Taylor groaned again.

“You like that, do you?”

“Oh yeah.”

“I thought you would and I’ll bet you want me to keep doing it.”

“Oh yeah.”

“I bet you want to do something else.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. I’ll bet you can feel how tight my pussy is.”

“Yeah.”

“I’ll bet you want to cum in me.”

“Oh yeah.”

“I’ll bet you want to cum in me right now.”

Taylor groaned as his cock did exactly that.

They continued to stay that way until Patty finally pulled herself off of her boyfriend’s body. “I’ve got to go take a shower,” she announced.

“I thought you said you already did that.”

Patty just smiled even as her foot moved the chamber pot back under the bed. “I did say that but that was before someone had to go and fill me up all full of cum. Now, I’ve got to go take a shower ... again.”

“Maybe I should come take a shower with you.”

“No! You stay right where you are.”

Taylor grinned at that. “Fine. You want me to stay here then fine. I’ll stay right here.”

He’d better, Patty thought to herself. He’d just better.

It wasn’t long before she was out of the shower. “So what do you want to do?” she asked as she continued toweling off her hair.

He was looking at her naked body. “I know what I’d like to do.”

“Oh you. We already did that.”

“Fine. Get dressed and I’ll show you what I found out on my tour.”

“Okay.”

It was a couple of hours later when Taylor and Patty finally returned back to their suite. “That was fun,” Patty said.

“Yeah,” Taylor agreed. “A real eye opener.”

“So what do you want to do next?”

“Me? I want to go get some dinner.”

“Dinner? Is that all you can think about?”

“It is when I’m hungry but you’ve got a point there. There is something I want to do first.”

“Yeah? What’s that?”

“I got to hit the bathroom first.”

That was when Patty remembered the chamberpot. Oh my God, she thought. Oh my God. She’d left it like ... well, like that. She couldn’t wait until Taylor headed into the bathroom and then she was pulling the chamberpot from under the bed and when she did, she found ...

She found it was clean.

How the heck had that happened. How had it been cleaned? Who had cleaned it?

She shoved it back under her bed before Taylor came back out but as she and Taylor went down to dinner, she couldn’t help but continue to wonder how that had happened.

She thought that was the biggest thing she had to worry about.

That was before she’d caught Taylor with that parlor maid.

He said her name was Sally as if that mattered to Patty. He said she’d wanted to show him something. He said she’d wanted to show him how she polished the candlestick.

Oh yeah, she’d definitely showed him. She’d gotten him off to herself in one of the many parlors in the castle and she’d gotten him seated on a couch. Patty didn’t know what had transpired before she came upon the two of them but damn, it was bad enough that the girl was riding his cock but it was even worse that she was doing it right there in public.

If they saw her, neither one gave any indication of it. The girl was naked and he wasn’t. She was turned away from the doorway that Patty was looking through and Taylor had his hands on her hips as she rode his cock.

After Patty had seen what she’d seen, she’d marched straight down to the front desk after that. Robert was there and she’d marched right up to him. “I’d like to change rooms,” she said.

“Change rooms? Is there something wrong?”

“You could say that,” Patty had said angrily.

“Perhaps it’s something we could help you with.”

“It would really help me if you could help me change rooms.”

“I’m sorry, Ms. Jordan. We are completely full at the moment.”

“Completely full,” Patty said, her voice giving a hint of the desperation she was feeling.

“Yes, Ms. Jordan. You see we like to keep our rates as low as we can and what with the uniqueness of the experience, we do have a rather low vacancy rate but is there something I can help you with?”

Patty shook her head. How could she tell this man who really was a complete stranger to her that she’d just caught her husband having sex with the parlor maid. No, if there was one thing she was certain of, it was that she was going to have to take care of this by herself.

Maybe she could get her ticket back to the states bumped up, she thought, but when she called the airline, she found it wasn’t nearly as easy as that. Taylor had bought the ticket and he’d used his credit card so if she wanted the ticket changed, she’d have to go through him and she wasn’t about to do that. Of course, she could buy her own ticket but the price for that would have been exorbitant.

Which meant what? Staying here with Taylor?

Hell no!

Maybe she could get lodging somewhere else. She wasn’t sure where that would be but maybe the hotel staff could help her. It certainly would be an odd request to ask them to find her somewhere else to stay but she’d supposed they could gave done it. It still would have meant that she’d have to fly back home with Taylor and oh my wouldn’t that be awkward but she’d supposed it could have been done.

And yet she hadn’t done it. She wasn’t even sure why but when the thought of leaving crossed her mind, she’d dismissed it just as quickly so she’d ended up in the same bed as her stupid schmuck of a boyfriend.

And that was exactly how she’d gotten to the point where she was now, on the floor of her bedroom with some guy’s cum in her pussy.

The stranger stood up and as he did, his cock pulled free from Patty’s pussy. In the darkened room, Patty couldn’t see the man but there was something in the way he acted that told Patty he wasn’t giving her a second thought. He’d done what he’d come here to do and now he was simply going to walk away and when the door to the room opened, Patty knew he’d done exactly that.

Patty wasn’t sure how long she stayed where she was with her legs raised up over her head but the next morning when she awoke, she found she was back in bed. What a dream, she told herself, but almost as quickly, she corrected herself. No, there was ... oh my God ... there was cum in her pussy. She fled to the bathroom. How could that be? It was all just a dream and yet ... and yet there was cum in her pussy.

She stripped off her clothes and she stepped into the shower and as her fingers slid between her legs, they confirmed what she already knew. There was cum in her pussy. How the hell could that be?

She detached the shower head and started to spray water between her legs.

How the hell could she have cum in her pussy, she wondered again. She’d come down hard on Taylor for his indiscretions but if she had cum in her pussy and if she couldn’t even remember how it had gotten there, then who was the worse of the two of them.

Ooh but that water felt good. Her fingers separated her lips and that only allowed the spray to have an even greater access to her body. Oh fuck, that was good.

That’s when she remembered the dream from the night before.

No, it couldn’t be. No, it was all just a dream. It wasn’t real and yet as the water batted away at her pussy, she couldn’t help but deny the evidence that was there between her legs.

Her fingers toyed with her pussy.

Oh fuck, that was so fucking good. It was so good to be used like she’d been used.

Wait ...

Wait for what. She knew she’d liked it and now that she was admitting it to herself, she knew she’d wanted it. Her fingers rubbed herself even harder.

God, it was so good to be used.

And that was when her fingers finally got herself off.

She stepped out of the shower and she got herself ready for the day and she let herself out of the room before Taylor even had a chance to wake up.

She knew the plans that she and Taylor had made together but those plans had all come to a quick and sudden stop. Now, that she was on her own, she had no idea what she wanted to do with herself.

There was one thing she did know and that was that she didn’t really want to be spending time with anyone so she took a hike.

The grounds around the castle really were magnificent. It was clear where the castle was, the grounds were well manicured but once you stepped beyond that, things got wild real fast. That’s when she found the trail. Wild yes, she told herself, but it was clear she wasn’t the only one who’d come this way before.

She was back to the castle in time for lunch and she felt out of sorts. She wasn’t sure exactly why that was but she felt as if she lacked purpose. Whatever it was she was feeling, she was sure it was all Taylor’s fault.

She was awake but where was she.

Under the bed, her mind said. It didn’t make sense, of course, and yet in a way, it did.

But she didn’t have time to ponder that because suddenly there were hands on her ankles and she was being pulled out from under the bed.

It was still dark but it was a different kind of darkness than the darkness under the bed and even as she pondered that, she could feel her thighs rising up over her head.

It was dark in the room but even so, she knew it was a man who had pulled her out from under the bed. No, not just a man. A naked man. And not just any naked man. It was Taylor. He wanted to use her. It was good to be used.

He wasn’t even looking at her as he descended upon her.

And somehow that seemed right, too. He was staring straight ahead even as his cock entered her pussy. He wasn’t even looking at her at all and the most amazing thing, Patty thought, was just how right that seemed.

Taylor must have thought it was right, too, because it didn’t take him long to pull his cock out just in time to shoot his cum all over her pussy.

After he was done, Taylor simply stood and without another look at Patty went back to bed.

It was only then that Patty pulled herself up and trundled off to the bathroom. She started a bath and then she climbed in and it wasn’t long before her hands found their way between her legs.

That was weird, she told herself. Weird, but in a way ... good!

How could it be good, she asked herself crossly.

She didn’t have an answer to that but then maybe that was because what her fingers were doing to her was so distracting.

It wasn’t good, she tried to tell herself again but again, her fingers muted that argument.

Fuck it, she told herself as her fingers worked her clit over. She knew what was good.

She was going to cum. That was good.

Oh fuck, that was so good.

Damn, it was so good to clean the chamberpot.

Wait a minute? Where had that ...

Oh fuck!

Maybe she was the chamberpot, she told herself. She certainly did like to be used and she liked this, too.

She wasn’t really a chamberpot. It was just an analogy and yet that didn’t sound right and that’s when her fingers dipped into her pussy. That’s when her fingers found their way into her own little chamberpot.

She was getting ready to leave and thankfully, Taylor was nowhere around. He was probably getting his candlestick cleaned by that slutty parlor maid that he’d found. One thing was certain. She wasn’t looking forward to the flight home. Trapped for hours in the seat next to him was hardly her idea of fun.

She’d just finished zipping her suitcase when she looked up to find Robert standing there before her. Odd, she thought. She hadn’t heard him come in. Actually, now that she thought about it, shouldn’t he have knocked first.

“Good morning, Miss Jordan,” the hotel man said. “Getting ready for your trip home?”

Patty meekly nodded at that.

“And I hope you enjoyed your stay. Here with us.”

“Enjoyed,” Patty practically exploded. “How can you say that when you know everything that I’ve been going through.”

“I’m sorry to hear that you didn’t enjoy your stay. I was actually thinking that maybe you might want to extend your stay with us.”

“Extend my stay?”

“Exactly. You see, I think you have a more intimate understanding of the duties of the chamber maid than almost anyone else does. Isn’t that right?”

Patty gave the hotel man a questioning look. “Pardon me?”

“A chamber maid doesn’t just take care of the room where the guests stay but she’s there to provide any service that might be required of her.”

Patty still didn’t understand what the hotel man was saying.

“Some might call it being subservient and a chamber maid might even call it that as well but a chamber maid welcomes that role. She wants to provide that service. It makes her happy to be of service no matter how small or demeaning that service might be.”

Patty shrugged.

“I think maybe you might want to be a chamber maid here for us.”

Patty still wasn’t sure why he was telling her thus but there was something ...

“So if I told you I needed to relieve myself, what would your response be?”

If he told her ... no, it couldn’t be, and yet ... and yet it was there.

He was waiting for her. He was waiting for her to do something.

“I’d, um, I’d want you to do it. I’d want you to do it in me”

“Would you? Would you really want me to do it?”

She could tell him again but even as she thought that, she couldn’t help thinking that instead of telling him, maybe she should just show him instead.

He was still waiting for her.

If someone had asked her, she would have been hard pressed to explain just how she knew what was required of her but she did know what needed doing. She pulled her top up and over her head and as she did, she grew even more confident that she was in fact doing the right thing.

Next came her bra and then off came her jeans and finally off came her panties and with every article of clothing that Patty removed, she was more and more confident that she was doing the right thing.

She knelt down and then she laid back on the floor and then she pulled her legs up and over her head and her hands pulled her knees apart. She was ready. She was ready to be used.

Robert must have thought so, too, because he undid his belt and he opened his slacks. Soon he had his slacks off and then his shirt as well and then finally, he pushed his boxers down.

Mmm, Patty thought. He was hard and that was good and then his cock was entering her and she couldn’t help but moan. He wasn’t even paying any attention to her as his cock fucked her pussy. God, that was hot. It was so good to be used. She’d always wanted this. She’d always wanted to be used.

He was getting close now. He was so close.

And then he was doing it. He was cumming in her pussy.

“That was good,” he told her.

Patty could hardly disagree with that. It most definitely was good.

“Why don’t you go get yourself cleaned up and then you can put your uniform on and you can get back to work.”

Patty couldn’t wait to do that and she couldn’t wait until someone used her again.

Even as Patty was accepting her new position, Taylor was elsewhere in the castle with Sally the parlor maid. She was on her knees stroking his cock. “It’s too bad you have to go,” she said.

Taylor agreed.

“Maybe you could take me with you. I’ve never been to America.”

Maybe he could have ... if he’d wanted to. Sally had been a pleasant enough diversion during his time here but he’d come to this castle by himself, he told himself, and he was going to leave by himself and that just was the way it was going to be.