Maid for Comfort

MAID FOR COMFORT-Part 3

By Hajim

Ted told me to go and get my dress and bring the basket of clothes pegs to the bedroom. I was a bit mystified as to why he wanted them there but did as I was told. When I got back to the bedroom, I found Ted had a rope, with which he tied my hands behind my back, saying it was to stop me from interfering. With that, he took out several pegs and started to clip them around both tits. I found this painful but no more so than when I had put weights on them myself, but when he pegged one on each of my nipples, I cried as the peg dug into the most tender part. The pain was terrible and I begged Ted to take them off- but, of course, he ignored my pleas and then started on the area around my cunt. They hurt even more especially when he pulled my cunt-lips out and put three on each side. I knelt down and pleaded through my tears to have them taken off. He said I was to keep them on whilst I ironed my dress and if he felt like it he might, only might, take some of them off. He untied my hands and warned me not to touch the pegs under pain of another beating and he slapped my bum and followed me in to the kitchen and stood watching whilst I pressed my dress. (By now I was thinking that perhaps I shouldn't go on with this idea of working for him for he seemed to be too sadistic—but I was enjoying the sex and yes! even the domination!)

I finished ironing the dress and pleaded to have the pegs taken off. Ted was obviously enjoying himself and took my hand and led me to the bedroom. He said he would fuck me doggy-style before he took them off and got me to lie on the bed. Of course this pushed the pegs into me even more and I couldn't stand it any more and pulled two pegs off. Ted said "Oh no! Young lady! I didn't give you permission to take them off. You know what that means-another thrashing for disobedience! But first, that fuck!" With that he mounted me from behind and thrust into me without any foreplay. God! It hurt His swollen cock seemed as through it was scraping the sides of my vagina. Luckily it was over quickly as he shot his load into me and slipped out of me. He thrust his cock towards my face. I didn't think he had time to put a condom on, but I was wrong and I had to take it off him and lick him clean.

He took his belt and gave my poor bum another thrashing, SWISH-THWACK the pain was all over me. I felt the belt crack into my cunt and screamed with the pain but still it went on until he had given me 20 lashes. He said that as we were going out he would be lenient on me and only then did he start taking the pegs off. I shuddered as he took them off my nipples- the pain was almost more than I could bear. Eventually I was left with a peg underneath the tit, one on each and one on each side of my cunt, which Ted said would come off when we stopped for lunch. It was only 10.15 so I would have them on for quite a long time- I knelt down and begged him to take the rest off but he shook his head and told me to get dressed as we were going out almost straightaway

So we went to the garage and went through the same procedure as before, he blindfolded me and it was about 10 minutes later that he told me to take it off. I could see the sea in the distance as we drove along. After about ½ hour we stopped at a café. Ted took me in and sat me down in one of the booths and went and got us something to eat and drink. When he came back he sat next to me and slid his hand under my dress and fingered my cunt- I started to cum as he played with me and squirmed in the seat. He whispered" Cum, my darling, just cum!" So I let myself go and moaned softly as I came. He slipped his fingers out and gave them to me to suck clean; I was worried that somebody would see or guess what was happening. He let me take off the remaining pegs, which brought a lot of pain at first followed by relief at not having them on.

After we had finished our meal we drove on until Ted turned on to a side road which led to a beach. He parked the car and got a bag out of the boot. We set off towards the beach and I saw a notice that it was an optional clothing beach. When we actually arrived on the beach I saw that nearly every one was nude. I thought I couldn't possibly go naked in front of all these people- I had never been to a nudist beach before and was rather shy about showing my body to strangers and, of course, I was covered in whip marks. I told Ted but he just laughed and told me that I must strip, as it would seem strange not to be nude when everyone else was. I still said I couldn't, explaining why. He stopped and looked at me and then sighed. " Just as I thought I had you well trained, you start getting disobedient again. Look Pauline, I've had enough of this. You either take your clothes here and now or we go straight home-I'll give you another severe thrashing and then I'll take you home or wherever you want to go and that will be the end of the whole thing. Which is it to be-strip or home? I won't change my mind-home now and it's all over."

I thought for about a minute. I had enjoyed our weekend so much, surely I couldn't give it up on such a comparatively small point of difference-yet I was so frightened of showing my body to all these strangers. The idea of not having that big cock in me any more eventually turned the scales! I smiled at Ted and took off my dress. He smiled too and put down our towels and we lay down on our stomachs. I heard several comments from passers-by, which embarrassed me. " I see stripes are in fashion" "Look at that bum- she must have done something real bad." Even "I bet she'd make a nice fuck! Obvious likes her man to be rough" and so on.

After half an hour Ted suggested we go for a swim. I love the water and showed Ted a clean pair of heels although the salt water made my welts sting like hell! I came up to him and we kissed and felt his big cock pushing against me! He put his hand down and I felt his cock enter me-but only momentarily for Ted laughed and "Oh dear! No condom! We'll have to wait until we get home." He took my hand and we walked out of the water. We went to our towels and dried ourselves then Ted suggested a walk along the beach. Again I was embarrassed because of my whip-marks but Ted just laughed and took my hand and started to walk along. I felt as if everyone was looking at me- but really they weren't- all more interested in having fun than to look at just another naked body. The marks only showed if someone was near.

However eventually a girl a bit younger than me came up to me and had a good look at the marks then whispered to me that she wished it were her who had been beaten! Ted looked at her and asked what she wanted. " Are you her Master?" she asked. When Ted nodded she carried on " I wish you would whip me like that-I've always wanted to be submissive to a Master. I've often fantasised about it but haven't been game to ask any of my boyfriends."

Ted said that he wouldn't mind thrashing her and if she gave him her phone number, he'd arrange something. However as all three of us were nude she would have to come back to where our clothes were so he could write it down. So that is what we did- took Wendy (our new friend) back to our clothes and Ted took her number. Then he looked at the back of the beach and saw there were quite a lot of trees and suggested that she have a trial to see whether she really liked it. She said she would love it. So Ted got his belt and a large clean handkerchief and the three of us went into the trees for a couple of hundred yards until we found a little clearing which had a convenient tree stump.

"Wendy." Ted said, "You're a slut and need to be punished. However, as this is evidently your first thrashing, you will only get 25 strokes from me and 15 from Pauline. So that you don't make a noise, you are going to have this hanky in your mouth as a gag. Then we'll see what you are made of. How does that sound, slut?"

Wendy answered in a whisper that she was ready for her punishment. Ted got her to open her mouth and forced the whole of that hanky into it and then got her to lie across the tree stump. He lifted the belt and let it drop gently on her bottom. He did this a few times each time slightly harder then he put all his strength in the first real blow. Wendy shot up in the air obviously feeling a lot of pain. He carried on and soon the little bottom was getting very red and Wendy was squirming in her agony until finally Ted had given her the allotted punishment. He gave me the belt and told me to get on with it. I had never beaten anyone else before and was a bit hesitant. I gave Wendy a few gentle strokes but Ted said they didn't count, as I had to put more strength in to it. With that I stood back and raised the belt and gave it all I could. I had the satisfaction of Wendy rolling about in pain but Master looked at me and his expression was that I had to carry on- so poor Wendy got another severe beating from me; I had found it very stimulating to thrash her. And hoped I'd have the chance to give her more. Ted told Wendy to pull the hanky out and then said, " Look what you have done to my cock. I've got a big erection from thrashing you. What are you going to do about it?" She didn't seem to know what to do so as she looked at me, I opened my mouth and put my finger in. She cottoned on immediately and knelt down and took his cock in to her mouth. She had obviously done blowjobs before as within about two minutes he started to come. He pulled out of her and let his spunk go all over Wendy's face. He told her she wasn't to wash it off until after she left us. We walked back to the beach and another couple were going up there- presumably for a fuck. When we got back to where our clothes were, Ted said Wendy could piss off and he would ring her later in the week. She thanked both of us and said she would look forward to another session. And so she ran off and went into the water and then disappeared in the throng of naked people on the beach.

Ted said he didn't think we would see here again after that treatment but I disagreed pointing out how she had gone down on him after the beating and Yes! We would see her again. Ted said he thought it time we returned home- so we dressed and went back to the car and so home, with of course the blindfold for the last ten minutes. I had a rough idea where Ted lived but I wasn't game to tell him. So to home and Ted said I was to bring him a drink outside and one for myself. We both had large whiskies and we talked about the happenings since we met at the station. He said he'd had a terrific time and was looking forward to the longer time of training we had talked about. I told him that I had enjoyed almost all of the things we had done but not the pegs on my cunt and tits, and I had thoroughly enjoyed all the fucking and beating I had had. It was now about 6.30 and he said he would take me to wherever I wanted- home, near home or back to the station. I said he could drop me near my flat.

I thought we were going to go at once, but Ted had different ideas. He said, "I'll shout you dinner but first another whipping for you and a fuck. But first I'm dying for a pee and rather than waste it you can drink it!"

I told him that I wouldn't do it and to take me home at once. He laughed and told me that once he had decided on something, it would be done. He then grasped both my wrists and pushed me down to the floor then he put his foot on my stomach whilst he got his cock out. I started to scream and he slapped my face hard. The shock shut me up instantly and he shifted so that his cock was right above my mouth. He pulled my hair and I opened my mouth to scream but too late! A stream of hot piss went into my mouth- I tried not to swallow it but in vain as he kept hold of my hair and kept my mouth open. As before I hated the taste of his pee but there was little I could do to stop it. When he had finished, he still had hold of my hair and he dragged me to the bedroom. He reached over and got a pair of handcuffs and snapped on my wrists after pulling them behind my back.

"Now, young Pauline, we'll see what you are made of. A good thrashing followed by a fuck should be just the thing." Ted said. Then he tied my feet to each side of the bed, so that what with the handcuffs and the ropes, I was unable to move. He fetched a big thick whip and proceeded to beat me black and blue. He had to shut me up as I was making too much noise so he stuffed a hanky in my mouth. The whipping covered every part of my body from my thighs up to my shoulders. I think he must have given me about 40 stokes when he untied my feet and rolled me over and then started whipping my tits and cunt- every stroke was agony and I started to bleed in places. After another 40 he stopped but didn't undo my wrists. Instead he fucked me in the bum again and somehow I found myself responding to his thrusts and despite all the pain I came just as Ted shot his load into me. He subsided, took off my chains and pointed to his condom-covered cock. I sighed but did my usual job of taking the thing off and cleaning up his cock.

He said that he had given me a taste of what life under him could be-especially if I was disobedient. Was I still interested or had I had enough? I told him that I had been shocked at the severity of everything that had happened since we got home and I wanted to think about it whilst I had a shower. So that's what I did-went and had a lovely warm shower and all by myself! I thought whilst under the shower- before I had met Ted I had wanted a really good thrashing before being fucked and now I had had one-was it as bad as it seemed? I hurt all over but that was what I had expected. Still this piss drinking wasn't in my plans. I thought about how many times I had been fucked over the weekend and was quite amazed-but gee! I'd enjoyed it. I must have cum a bucketful! Ted's terms of accommodation and a reasonable amount of pay and all the other little perks made the whole idea very attractive. So what the hell! I'd come back for a fortnight to see if I liked it enough to come and live with Ted.

I told Ted that I would come back and have a fortnight with him and then we could see if we both still wanted me to be his live-in housekeeper. He was pleased although a little surprised as he thought he had overdone it since we got back home.

We got dressed and Td took me to dinner at a pub. Afterwards I got him to drive me nearly home-not all the way as I wanted to keep my actual address a secret for the time being. When he stopped the car we sat and cuddled and kissed and for once he didn't try to touch me up! He said I was to arrange some time off work and he would phone me to make further arrangements.

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