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JEAN AND JOHN
CHAPTER 1
I was at my wits end. The hotel I had been working for as a housekeeper had been burnt down and I had lost my job. I didn’t have anywhere to live as I had lived-in and I was sleeping at a friend’s house for a very short time-she had two children and I had been given one of their rooms so they had to sleep cramped up in the same room which for young teenagers was not ideal. I had broken off with my boyfriend after I found he was sleeping with another girl. My prospects of getting another job in a very short time were not good. What on earth could I do? Then I remembered reading in a paper I had picked up in the hotel, which had adverts for partners for sex and companionship and even some for live in slaves and Housekeepers! Perhaps I could get a position through there-although I realized it was a bit way-out to say the least of it!
I found the latest issue in an adult bookshop. I read the adverts but none seemed what I wanted as none mentioned live-in arrangements. So, greatly daring, I decided to put in an ad for myself. I took a long time deciding on the wording for I knew that I would be expected to perform sexual duties as well as housekeeping and it seemed that if I showed willingness to be punished I would get the attention of more people
. Eventually, I came up with the following:-
“ Housekeeper (30) needs position as live-in to a strict Master. Excellent cook and home manager. Submissive and willing to serve in any way desired “
I sent it
off to the newspaper and awaited results with trepidation. Within a week,
I had four replies. Three were obviously cranks wanting to get their rocks off by replying to my ad and I ignored them. But the fourth one intrigued me- he said he was looking for a person about my age to keep his house tidy and to pay bills and so on. He said he would keep me in line with punishment but didn’t dwell on that aspect at all. He suggested we met somewhere where we could discuss the position and even went as far as suggesting a time and place where we could meet without drawing attention to ourselves. He suggested that we met "Under the Clocks” at the main station and that I should wear my name pinned to my coat although he didn’t know my name! This seemed a bit fishy but I decided to play along with him.
The day came and I dressed as sexily as possible-no bra and, daringly for me, no panties! I wrote a big label with the one word “JEAN” on it and went to the place he had suggested. I put on the label and stood waiting. After about 5 minutes a rather dishy well-dressed man came up to me and said that I had done as he instructed. He told me his name was John and invited me to go to the coffee shop with him. I put my arm through his and we walked into an up market café. After we had ordered, he said how nice it was to meet me and he felt sure we could reach a satisfactory agreement. He asked lots of questions about my past and then he told me that he had his own quite large business
and needed a good housekeeper at home and one who was willing to go along with his sexual desires and made it plain that he would expect to punish me for any mistakes. He said he wanted me to know what to expect before I agreed to “work” for him. He also outlined the benefits-reasonable pay for an all-found job, some time off after a settling period, even holidays away. He asked whether I was interested and what notice I would have to give. I looked at him and asked if he had forgotten that I had no job and I was sponging on a friend and therefore was available immediately. He laughed and said that I had obviously agreed to take the job. We were in the back of the café and there was no one else around, so he put his hand on my tits and smiled as he realized there was no bra. “A girl after my own heart ‘ he said, “Is it the same down there?” I blushed and nodded so he felt my pussy. Things were going almost too fast for me but I was really enjoying his wandering hands!
So I became his housekeeper that very day! He said he would come and collect me and whatever I wanted to bring the next morning at 10.30. He kissed me passionately as we parted and I could feel his erection pressing against me! Damn it, it felt good, but I was still a bit worried if I had done the right thing.
I went home and told my friend I had got myself a live-in job and that I would be leaving the next morning. She was pleased for me but, at the same time, obviously relieved at having her house back to normal.
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CHAPTER 2
So the next day arrived and sure enough John drove up in a flashy looking car.
He came to the door and helped carry my rather meagre bits and pieces. I said goodbye to my friend and told her I would write to her once I got settled.
We drove to a rather opulent area of the city and as we approached the massive gates opened in response to John’s automatic opener. There was a long driveway so I knew John must be quite a rich man. We got to the front of the house and John stopped the car. He said that my first test of obedience was now. He told me to get out of the car, go up to the front door, strip naked, fold my clothes, kneel on the doormat and ring the bell. I was puzzled about the bell ringing, as John was with me so what was the point of it. I did as he ordered, knelt on the mat and rang the bell. To my surprise, I heard footsteps on the inside and then the door opened. A beautiful woman stood there, dressed very fashionably. She looked down at me and said “Ah, so you have arrived. John told me about the slut he was bringing home for our mutual pleasure. What’s your name, girl?
You’re quite a good looker-just hope you can handle the house-keeping-I hate cleaning!”
I replied “My name is Jean-and I know how to keep house as I worked in the hotel industry for the last dozen years and I also pride myself on being a good cook I do hope you will let me have a trial here as you have such a beautiful home.”
John came from the garage. He walked past me and took his wife in his arms and kissed her passionately. He said, “I see you have met our new housekeeper. What do you think of her, Brenda?”
Brenda said, “What I have seen of her and the few words I have had with her, I think she’s just what we needed. But enough of her, come here! I want you NOW.” She got hold of John’s arm and pulled him. I went to get up from my kneeling position; but John asked who had given me permission to move and to stay there until they came back for me. They shut the door and I could hear them giggling and soon I heard her shouting out and realized that he was fucking her, whilst I still knelt naked at the front door!
About 10 minutes passed then John opened the door. He said one word “In!” I rose with some difficulty as my knees had got cramp from kneeling so long. I carried my clothes into the house and saw a large wooden seat. John pushed me over it and produced a cane. He said “ When I give an order you will carry it out or be punished. You didn’t remain kneeling so I am going to give you 10 strokes of the cane for disobedience.”
He slashed at my bum with the cane. “OOOOOH, IT HUUURTTS!!” I cried out as he rained blow after blow with all the strength he could muster. After the 10 strokes I felt terrible- I went to rub my bottom but he pushed my hands away. “ No-you are to leave it alone. Now thank me nicely for your punishment>’
I sobbed and muttered “Thank you, John.”
He said “What was that? A slave calling her Master by his first name? Oh no, we’ll have none of that. You will call me “Master” or sometimes “Master John” but never just “John. My wife, Brenda, you will address as Mistress. As a slave, you should have known that, so to impress it on your memory. I’m going to give you another 5 strokes>’
He did this right away and once again I was crying out as the pain shot through me. Afterwards I thanked him “properly”!
He then told me that, as I had suspected, he had just fucked his wife and he
hadn’t cleaned his cock and that I was to clean it with my mouth. He got out his cock,
which was very big, although quite limp. He pushed my face into it and I opened my
mouth and took it in. I had done this many times before on my boy-friends and I actually
enjoyed licking him clean. Then it happened. Without any warning, he started to piss in.
my mouth. I tried to pull back but he pushed my neck so I had to keep his cock in my mouth until he was finished. It was horrible- I had never drunk piss before and thought I would be sick. Eventually he relented but took a firm hold on my arm and took me to their bedroom where his wife was lying naked with her legs open.
“Here we are darling,” he said. “ I gave our new slave the beating I told you I was going to for disobedience and had to give another 5 for being disrespectful. She’s here to clean your cunt, she’s just cleaned my cock and made a good job of it even though I pissed in her mouth. She’s having quite a busy first day, isn’t she?’
He shoved me down and soon I was licking my Mistress clean. I hadn’t done this to a woman before but it was just wonderful to feel her soft cunt-lips with my tongue.
After I had finished they invited me to sit on the bed with them. They asked what I thought of the goings-on. I hesitated before I answered for I had only been at the house less than an hour and I had knelt naked outside for nearly half that time, been severely caned, sucked a cock, been forced to drink piss and licked out another woman’s cunt. I thought what the hell had I done to be so silly as to accept the job without knowing what I would have to do. I had burnt my bridges as I had moved out from my friend’s place and all my possessions were here. I realized I had no option but to accept the situation so I told them that it had been very painful and humiliating but I hoped I would make a good slave and that I would try my best at everything and would accept whatever they decided to do to me
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