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JEAN & JOHN
Chapter 4
I didn’t find the neck chain too bad-it wasn’t painful but it reminded me that I was a slave to my new Master and Mistress. My bed was very comfortable and I slept well. I set the alarm to go off at 6.30, as I needed to do some things before I took my owners their early morning tea.
I cleaned up the kitchen and sorted things into where I wanted them and made a few notes about what I thought they should buy for the kitchen.
At 7.30 I made tea for all of us and took it on a tray into Master & Mistress’s bedroom. They both woke as I went into the room. They were both naked and after I had put the tray down, John beckoned me over. “ Ah, slave, thanks for the tea, but before I have it I need a piss. Come and take it from me NOW.” I hesitated and he grew angry.
“When I say do something, you do it immediately without any question or hesitation.
That’s earned you 10 lashes, NOW DO IT1” I pulled the sheet off him and he sat up and put his feet on the floor and I knelt down and took his cock into my mouth. He immediately started pissing. I didn’t like the taste but I had already earned punishment so I acted as if I was enjoying it. It was another first for me. When he had finished he calmly took his cock out of my mouth and got back into bed. Then he asked me for his tea and all three of us drank as if it was normal to have someone drink your piss! Brenda called me over to her side of the bed and said that if John could piss into me so could she! So once more I was subjected to another stream of piss. But again I had hesitated so Brenda said I had earned further punishment!
They got up and like me they were both naked-but unlike me they put on a dressing gown to go to the bathroom for a wash before breakfast. I hurried to start cooking the bacon and eggs they had asked for and by the time they came to the table it was already on the plates for them to eat. As before, I sat with them and we discussed the news on the radio and then John said it was time to get my opinion on my new way of life.
I thought for a minute, marshalling my thoughts. I said “So far it has been somewhat daunting but that from as long as I can remember I have never had a bedroom of my own. Before the car crash, which killed both of my parents when I was only six, I had shared a room with my brother. Afterwards we had gone into an orphanage where I had slept in a dormitory with about 20 other girls. When I started work in the hotel industry, I, again, shared a room with one of the other housekeepers and then I had had to live with my friend in very cramped conditions. Here not only do I have my own large bedroom but also my own en-suite! Absolute bliss! The house is beautiful and the kitchen out of this world and I have already indulged in cooking. But, Master John, I think you are more interested in finding out how I feel about your treatment of me. (John smiled and nodded). Well, as I said in my advert I was looking for a strict person to serve and although some of what you have both done to me was a little unexpected, I somehow, found it to be –er-exciting! I had never licked another girl’s cunt before but I found it lovely. As for drinking piss, its not my favourite drink but I can manage it OK. Your punishment of me has been very painful but again I actually enjoyed the feeling of being completely at your mercy. Does that answer your question, Master John?”
“Absolutely! “ John smiled at me “Now there is a little bit of unfinished business we have to do, don’t we?”
I cringed knowing that he meant my punishment for hesitation. I nodded, glumly.
“ Well, let’s get on with it and, by the way, we have a doctor’s appointment at 10.00 this morning. I’m going to have you thoroughly checked over so we know that you are fit and free from any problems like STD. Now you have earned 10 strokes from each of us- Brenda is going to use a paddle and I am going to use my trusty cane. You must be careful to count each stroke and thank the correct one-that is correct number and correct title-Master or Mistress. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master. “ I said “ If I don’t count right or give the wrong title, I suppose that one doesn’t count. Is that right, Master?”
“Spot on!” said John “ now, this is the immediate programme. You will clear the table so it can be used for your punishment. Take all the stuff out to the kitchen, put it in the dishwasher and get your ass back here. You have three minutes starting –NOW!’
I dashed to the kitchen with the used stuff put it in the washer, turned it on and was back in time. When I got back, on the table were a paddle and the cane I had already experienced. I was ordered to lie across the table with my legs on the floor thus pushing my bum out. I saw them both pick up the chosen weapons and then felt a little tickle as they slid them over my skin. Suddenly a terrible pain shot through me as John caned my ass. I screamed “ OH HELL! I can’t take this-it hurts too much-please stop! No more. PLEEEAASE1 “ John laughed and said that was only the first and didn’t count as I hadn’t thanked him! With that, Brenda slammed the paddle down on the other side. I whimpered but managed to say thank you Mistress for my first. I yelled again when John’s next stroke landed. My whole body was shaking and my bum was on fire. But I realized quickly that nothing I could do would stop them finishing so managed to gasp my thanks to John for his first. So it went on- I managed to thank each of them correctly until I mistakenly said Brenda’s name when it was John’s so once again I had another stroke from the cane added. Somehow I managed to satisfy them with my counting and thanks and my first double beating was over!
When it was all over, John said to Brenda that it had made him horny and he wanted to fuck her. She agreed and I was given orders to go and finish in the kitchen, then go and have a shower and dress in a dress and sandals, no bra or panties.
As I set about my work, I could hear them fucking. They were both very noisy-lots of “Oh Yes and I’m cumming” and moans from John. By the time I was dressed they had finished, but they called me in and I had to clean them both up with my tongue. Then they both had a quick shower because it was now 9.35 and our appointment was at 10.
We went out to the garage and Brenda sat in the back with me so she could play with my cunt and tits. It wasn’t far and we went into Dr Ian Grant’s rooms. As it was a Saturday, he was by himself so we had the place to ourselves.
John said “ Ian, this is our new housekeeper, Jean, and as I asked you on the phone I want everything about her checked out. Brenda and I will stay and watch if that’s OK with you,”
Dr Grant agreed and asked me to sit at the desk whilst he filled in all my details-Date of Birth, parents’ whereabouts, any relations and then all the usual medical questions. As I had always been in good health, this didn’t take long. Then he told me to take my dress off. I hesitated and he said that I wasn’t to be shy, as he had seen many women in their undies before. I shrugged and took my dress off. He was surprised that I had nothing on under the dress and when he asked me to turn round, he did a double-take when he saw the punishment marks on my bottom.
“Aha, I can see that you are a special kind of housekeeper. I suppose these marks are from some punishment John gave you. Is that right and why did you get them?”
I blushed and said I hadn’t taken Master and Mistress’s piss quickly enough and they had both punished me. He suggested that there would be many more punishments for me but for now he would do all the tests on me. I had everything-piss in this; take my blood, spit into this and a very intimate inspection of me from the top to my toes. He did a few tests on the samples, which appeared to be OK but he would have to have everything checked by the pathologists.
At last he was finished and John said that I was to thank him by sucking him off. I sighed but got down on my knees, undid his zip and pulled out his cock. It was growing as I did this and when I started sucking the doctor had a rapturous look on his face as I deep shafted him. He moaned a little and I sucked and sucked, then I rolled my tongue round his cock until he shot an enormous amount of cum which I had some initial difficulty to swallow-but as always I managed it! I cleaned his cock up with my tongue
Then I looked up at him and smiled.
“Was that good, Doctor?” I said, “ It seemed that it was just what the doctor ordered! I guess from the amount of your cum that you haven’t had a fuck for a long time. Am I right?”
He blushed and nodded but his smile said it all!
The doctor told me to go into the washroom where there was, unusually, a shower. It was the first time I had ever heard of such a thing in a doctor’s surgery but took advantage of it and cleaned myself up, dressed. John said that we’d all go for a coffee. I, of course, was still only wearing a dress with no undies and was still unhappy about going into a shop like that-but what could I do/ I had really burnt my bridges behind me; all my clothes were at John’s house and I had nowhere else to go-but, hey, I was enjoying it! We found a coffee bar and all of us (including the doctor) had a cappuccino and a pastry.
Brenda said that as it was such a nice day she would like to go for a drive. John though it a good idea so after saying goodbye to the doctor, we drove down the coast until it was time for lunch. John drove into a hotel carpark and we all went for lunch-Brenda making sure that our table was somewhat secluded so that she could play with my cunt discreetly. She slipped her finger right in and soon had me squirming for relief. She relented and let me come with a muffled moan-although there were some odd glances at us. We had a very nice lunch with some wine and then John dropped a bombshell. He said we were near a nudist beach and he wanted to go there. Brenda laughed and said it was a great idea!
I said “But I’ve never been to a nude beach and what about all the whip marks. I’d be devastated to have to walk about showing myself and my marks off.” John’s reaction was “Tough!”
To be continued
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