The Cat Lady (part 2)

“I swear I didn’t kill him…”
 
After I finished signing every piece of paper you could think off, the legal transfer of ownership for the Howard family estate from my late mother to myself began. Next I was whisked into a brand new helicopter and flown all the way to my new home in Wales. I’ve always known that the family owned several properties all over the U.K. However I have never been to this one. I thought that this was abandoned years ago. Mother must have spent a fortune restoring it to its former glory. I left the U.K. when I was eighteen, lived in London most of the time, I was drunk, and on drugs half of those, what my family owned, or where, didn’t really concern me back then.  
 
The moment we went into the main door of Escrick Castle the entire staff came running to apologize to Miss Jane Drubary.
 
“We are really really sorry Miss Jane…”
“He just got hit by a truck…”
“I know we should have taken better care of him…”
“Please don’t fire anyone, pleeease…”
 
“WHAT HAPPENED?” Jane yelled in surprise. She looked at one lady who seemed to be the one in charge of all this mess and asked, “what is going on Mrs Little?”
 
That is when Mrs Little announced the terrible news. “It’s with a great heart that we have to inform you that Mr Spot was killed in a very tragic accident this morning.”
 
“Who the fuck is Mr Spot?” And I had to be the one to open my mouth. I was standing behind Miss Jane, my head was pounding from that helicopter ride, and I was about to loose what little I had in my stomach.
 
Miss Jane suddenly turned around and looked at me with fire in her eyes. I almost regretted hiring her to be my attorney. I confess I was looking at her legs when I signed that lifetime employment contract. However I needed someone who could sort out what I can not sort out in so short a time. Jane had been my mother’s personal assistant for many years. So basically she knew how to sort things out… damn those legs.
 
“MR SPOT is the most gentle soul that ever lived,” Miss Drubary reprimanded me for my insolence. “He was one of the seven, MR HOWARD.”  
 
“WHAT SEVEN?” I was really pissed off by then. Then I remembered, “Ooooo…. Those seven…” unfortunately fire was still spilling out of Janes eyes as she waited for my next reaction. “I swear I didn’t kill him…” was the reaction she got.
 
“Mmmm… yes, I bet it wasn’t.” I could hear a tinge of ‘I’m watching you Mr’ in her voice.  
 
“OKAY EVERYONE,” Jane yelled out, silencing all that were in the hallway. “We shall take care of Mr Spot later. NOW I want to introduce you to Mr Nathan Howard, the Baron of Escrick.” I think I counted two sighs, maybe three coming from the staff of Escrick Castle, my staff.
 
We buried Mr Spot, the cat with the gentle soul, that same day. There were six more cats left I had to take care off. After all, that was my mother’s condition for my inheritance. What could possibly go wrong?!
 
It all started to go wrong later that night. I was looking forward to a relaxing evening with my new assistant after I was introduced to the staff of this castle. Then they brought in the cats.  
I’ve never been a cat person, nor a dog person either. As a matter of fact I’ve never been an animal person of any kind. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t hate animals. I just haven’t had the time, nor the will to have a pet of any kind. I barely managed to take care of myself. That is why I haven’t had a wife nor children either. Too much hassle. Not that I didn’t try. They just didn’t like me. The cats didn’t like me either. They just hissed and ran the moment they saw me. So I decided to leave them in the capable hands of my staff. What else could possibly go wrong?!
 
“You do this with all your clients Miss Jane?” That second thing that went wrong that evening. By midnight, I was tied up in my mother’s bed as Miss Jane Drubary sat on my chest. Her naked breasts brushing on my face as she looked into my eyes.
 
“Oh no, Mr Howard,” Jane smirked. “Only those I call Boss.”
 
I wasn’t going to ask anymore stupid questions like those. Although I was about to ask, “where the heck did you pull those cuffs from?” The ones she used to tie me up to the bed frame. I guess I’ll find out sooner or later. Now I was under her control and she was ready for me. My cock had already been made ready a few minutes earlier by very capable mouth and hands. She almost got me unready at one specific point. Now it was madly flickering at her entrance waiting for the go ahead.
 
“You do have a strange idea on who is boss around here.”
 
Jane chuckled then said, “I thought I should get this business over with and go straight to the point.” Suddenly my point went straight inside her business. Damn those nipples… the ones I had to suck as my business tried to negotiate a wet deal with hers. A few minutes of moans and dirty talks I surrendered. She got everything she wanted out of this deal, my soul and a load full of sperms which I signed with a final grunt.
 
I thought I wasn’t going to ask any more stupid questions that evening but I could not help myself. “So how close were you to my mother?” How stupid can I get?
 
I could almost see a little smile escape Miss Janes mouth, however since I was still tied on my back and she was lying next to me on the bed, I wasn’t certain that was a smile I sensed. “That’s not of your business,” she replied. A few seconds later she added, “close,” as a single tear trickled down her cheek. This was getting wronger and wronger by the minute.
 
“Aren’t you going to untie me now?” I had to ask.
 
“Oh nooo… Mr Howard,” she replied. “We still have lots of business to discuss.”
 
Wrong my arse…