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CHAPTER EIGHT
“The stupid fool, why didn’t she ask questions? The pain across my face, look at her smiling. No she’s laughing, she has lost the plot, and she is mad, look at her eyes. No don’t look at her eyes; they are death eyes, the eyes of the devil. I’m hurting so bad, what will Cleo do next, I can’t take any more. She has stitched me up, no one believes me and I am dying. Don’t eat the food, death will come that little bit sooner, I am hungry and it is hurting my belly. Brenda and Dave, oh here she comes again with the camera and more punishment. When will they ever stop? Why is Brenda letting him take her clothes off, I am married to her. The girls are fucking me, mum; where are you, when I need you? Please make it all stop, I am hurting so much. I will not tell lies to make you feel happy, do your worst you, you. He’s feeling my tits as if I was a girl, what have they done to me?” Andy opened his eyes and there was a tear running down his face. A finger collected the tear and removed it from his face. He looked around, and saw Mistress Fiona with tears running down her face, he turned to face her and put his arm over her side pulling her to him. “Please don’t cry Mistress, have I said or done something to hurt you” and he kissed a tear drop?
“No Andy, I have hurt you so much, I should have listened to your pleas of innocence. I let them taunt me into doing things to you; that I would not have normally done.”
Once more he kissed away another tear “You are not to blame Mistress, it was Cleo, Dave and Jean that were the cause, and even though you were not to blame, I forgive you, if you will just stop crying.”
“You only have to ask and it will be yours Andy, just to repay you for your understanding, and for loving me.”
Fiona watched him turn and look out the window at the daylight, and he asked “If I beat Miss Greta today, can I have egg and bacon tomorrow morning for breakfast?”
Fiona burst out laughing.
“Well, I thought that was a reasonable request, but if it is too much, I will think of something other than my belly.” Fiona gave another burst of laughter and was holding her stomach. “Should I call the doctor, Mistress, only you have gone a funny colour?”
She stopped long enough to say “I grant you your breakfast lover” and then pushed her head in the pillow.
It was an age later when she stopped long enough to talk once more. “You were very mature yesterday Andy; and we were all impressed with you. You asked the right questions but some of the answers, were nothing like we expected. Your punishment was also the correct way to go; if you were in doubt then you had no choice. You showed her mercy where others might not, and I am so very proud of you for not letting me down. You also respected my domain and me, in the way you asked the questions in my name.”
It was a good hour later, when Andy walked into the lounge with his Mistress, and as he sat down he saw that Greta was dressed to go out. Just to check he said “Good morning Miss Alice, good morning Miss Greta, I see you are dressed to go out. It was the wise thing to do under the circumstances. Sooner or later everyone will bow to my superior athletic form, unable to compete with me, for fear of the inevitable defeat and shame.”
“Listen to you big head” she replied “The race is only put off until tomorrow morning, it just so happens, that I have to go to town this morning. But tomorrow, I will be waiting down here in the hall, but only to collect your money, after you have failed to win the bet.”
Mistress Fiona and Alice looked at Andy for an answer, but he smiled and started to eat his breakfast. There was nothing more spoken until Don walked into the Lounge announcing that there was a Miss Cleo in the hall.
Fiona looked at Andy and said “Stay where you are Andy, you are quite safe. Fetch her in Don, but stand close with some restraints.”
Moments later Cleo walked through the door smiling, but as soon as she saw Andy it changed to a scowl. “So the queer little cunt is fit once more, I am going to have so much fun with you. You’re as good as dead meat boy, and I am going to cut you to shreds with a whip and cane. I will whip you so bad, that you will drown in your own blood.” Then Cleo looked at Fiona saying “I said, that you were not good enough to do as I had asked, and that is why I am back here, it’s to show you how I want it done. Why isn’t he down in the basement, and in the dog cage, the fucking little weirdo?”
“Why don’t you shut up you fucking big mouth, you dare come into my domain, and telling me what you are going to do. Then at the same time running me down, and saying that you will show me how to do things. You are out of your mind, because there will be no more Beatings for Andy, because he is my love slave, and a good one at that. He does not belong to you, or Brenda any more, as he is divorced if I am correct. There is only one person here, that is going to be punished, and it is your own sweet self, and it will be your blood that will be running.”
“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to, you blonde bitch, I’m not here to be beat, as it is me that has paid you to beat him. You had better do as I say, or I’ll whip your ass; you wait until my Brenda gets here, then you won’t be so fucking big.”
“Don; take her out of my sight, and down to the basement, strip her and then throw her in a cell.”
Don with speed grabbed her two arms, and pulled them behind her and snapped on the cuffs. “Get off me you shit head, or I’ll kick you where it hurts” Cleo was shouting as Don grabbed her legs, and then he threw her over his shoulder and walked off.
Fiona looked at Andy and every bit of colour had drained out of his face, and she noticed too that he was uncontrollably shaking. Standing up, Fiona walked to the other side of the table and stood him up, and after putting her arms around him and said “It is ok Andy she cannot harm you, I won’t let her.” He stopped shaking and she let go as he sat down once more.
“She has lost the plot” he said, and while Fiona returned to her seat he added “You will not hurt her with pain. She is beyond pain, as she is focused on drawing my blood, and she will never feel pain, all the time she knows I am about. Her eyes are glazed over, and she sees no one but me torn to pieces. I would never dream of telling you how to do your work Mistress, but you will have to eat into her brain, and play mind games with her. You already have the start because she has no idea that Brenda is already here.”
“If it is all the same with you Mistress I would like to go out for some fresh air.”
“Yes of course Andy and as he walked away Greta stood up and followed him.”
Alice said once she heard the front door close “Andy is right you know and it was remarkable that he noticed. She is out of control, and you will never hurt her physically, you will as he said have to play mind games. Greta will look after him. He was terrified of her, and just by directing her venom at him he was trembling. Will you do anything today Fiona?”
“No I think I will leave her simmering this morning, and then I will work on her later.” She then told Alice about what she had heard this morning and added “He was going through all that happened to him. He was in fear of his life, he had no means of escape from his fate, and he was trying to end it all fast, that is why he was not eating the food that was taken down to him. I cannot imagine how he must have felt, being trapped by Cleo’s lies.”
Greta walked back through the door saying “I must go, and I’ll see you in an hour’s time. Andy is fine once more and has gone down to the gym, she really spooked him, but he is ok now.”
As Greta walked out the door, Alice and the Mistress stood up and walked out and towards the basement. Cleo was in her cell, and Brenda was on the punishment bench, she looked around as the two women walked in. “Good morning Brenda.”
“Good morning Mistress Fiona.”
“I am going to give you your punishment this morning, and it was the punishment that Andy requested.” The Mistress saw her cringe and then tears fell from her eyes, but she said nothing. “He has shown you mercy, when others in his place would not. What your mother did to him was over the top, but he has put all the blame on her shoulders, along with your friend and Jean Simmons and Dave. You are only being punished for not confronting him with the evidence. I am going to start you off with the flogger and work you up to the cane.” The Mistress walked out of sight, and when she came back she had the flogger in her hand. “Now this is what I am going to beat your buttocks with, and you will not have a gag during your punishment. If I hear any screaming or shouting abuse, then I will carry on, up until I think you have learnt your lesson. Girls are used to pain so don’t let me down” she then walked out of sight. “Prepare your mind” zap, zap, zap, zap, on each stroke that was being laid on hard there was just a grunt. Some of the strokes were as light as a feather and some were hard and brought tears to her eyes, the punishment went on for at least half an hour. Then the Mistress put her hand on Brenda’s shoulder “Rest, you have done well, that is all until your mid day session, and that will be with the short strap.”
By the time the Mistress went back up into the lounge Greta was back and Alice was with her. “How is Brenda taking her punishment?” Alice asked.
“Fine, better than I had hoped for, it seems that she has resigned herself to the fact that arguing is not an option. Nothing more was said about Brenda, they just talked about house matters until Andy walked in the lounge and nearly collapsed in a chair. “Have you done too much Andy; you should have only done what Greta told you” Fiona told him.
“Now that’s strange, I thought I was until I got on the electric running machine, I thought I would take a little jog to cool down. It went mad and tried to kill me, the belt shot off at the speed it was supposed to, then after two miles it started to speed up. I must have been running at the one hundred meter dash for at least a mile, and then I saw the red stop button. Like a fool caught in a carry on film, I pressed it not thinking about the consequences of my actions. This mad jock ghost, stepped out of the wall and stabbed the belt with a sword, the belt stopped dead and I shot over the handle bars. I was going at the speed of a cannon ball, and landed on the trampoline and out of control, and then I bounced off the other side. Still moving at tremendous speed, I landed in the empty medicine ball box and nearly garrotting myself on the ropes as I passed through them. All the time I could hear this mad jock with a kilt on, shouting go home you English invader. I was thinking after, what if I had been pointing towards a window, I would have shot out and fell to my death?”
The women burst out laughing, and Andy said pointing at them “That’s the sound I heard, are you sure you weren’t watching,” They all laughed again.
“You were on the ground floor Andy, and did you really see a mad jock come out of the wall?” Fiona asked trying her best not to laugh but failing.
“Well I didn’t actually see him, but after I banged my head and the world started to spin, but I’m sure I heard his deep throaty laugh.”
“I’m sorry about that Andy, I meant to tell you not to go on that; the man will be here next week to repair it” Greta told him. “Still three miles after a workout isn’t that bad, but you could have done another half mile before you chickened out.” Once again they all started laughing.
“Well I don’t see anything remotely funny about my acute embarrassment; it will probably leave an impression on my mind. As it is, the wall has left an impression on my head, and in the shape of a lump.” He walked across to Alice and asked “What do you think doctor” Bending his head down “Will I suffer permanent brain damage?”
Alice looked at the bump and felt it, “It’s a nasty lump but you will live, but I will give you a tip.”
“Oh what’s that doctor?”
“Next time that happens and you land on the trampoline; try and do a forward summersault and you should land on your feet.” Once again they all started laughing.
“I’m going to go up and have a shower because I can hear that mad jock again.” He turned and walked out of the lounge.
“Fiona, he was the best thing that has come out of all this; and he is respectful and like a breath of fresh air.”
“Yes I have to agree with Alice, I like his aptitude in the house, he won’t speak unless it is important Greta added.”
Fiona looked at them both and told them “I like him too, and he is always willing to learn, he is as you say respectful and as we know intelligent.”
Andy was back down in the lounge, showered and changed for lunch; he sat in his normal place and looked at the sandwiches. “Alice asked how’s your head Andy?”
“Fine the lump is still there like a second head, when I was a child my mother used to rub butter on my bumps.”
“Did it do any good?”
“I don’t think so Miss Alice, I just walked around in the summer, smelling like half a sandwich, and flies using it as a landing strip. I think it might have been a form of punishment, because it used to attract bees as well.”
Fiona laughed and said “That’s right Andy look on the bright side, we don’t have butter in the house.” Once again they all started laughing.
“If you don’t mind ladies I will treat your comments with the contempt they deserve, and will not linger on this subject any longer. Then the lump on my head and my fallen dignity will no longer be a point, for you to unleash your strange type of humour. Also, when the man comes to fix that machine, I would like to be there, so that I can tie him on it, and then give him a firsthand demonstration of what is wrong. But unlucky or lucky for him, I will remove the trampoline.”
Greta laughed and said “Don’t let it get you down Andy, it did the same thing to me, but I grabbed hold of the strings on the trampoline and stopped. I do think I ought to move the medicine box for you though.”
“Oh and why’s that Miss Greta?”
“Well if it happens again, we don’t want the box broken, it took the carpenter three days to make it” Then she laughed.
“Oh very funny” He answered, and took a bite out of his sandwich.
“After the meal the Mistress asked do you want to come down to see Brenda receive her second punishment? Andy.”
“No, I don’t think that will be necessary Mistress, but with all due respects, it would be a good idea if she stayed here in her cell, just until you had finished with her mother. Once again Mistress I would not tell you what to do, it is only a suggestion and you must do what is right.”
“It’s ok Andy, I think that would be a very good idea; I am also going to get Dave and that Jean Simmons here. There is a third cell down there and they can both go in there together.”
Fiona walked down into the basement, and Brenda was again strapped to the punishment bench. I will shortly be giving you the short strap Brenda, but once again you will be getting only the minimum. But first I am going to see to another pupil that will be here in a moment, then I will ask you a question, and I will allow you time to consider your answer.
Just then there was a knock on the outside door, a few seconds later a girl walked in, and she was not much older than Brenda. “Hello Jenny”
“Hello Mistress Fiona, I have been sent down here by my Master, he sends his regards but he is unable to visit you today. He has told me Mistress that he will see you in a week’s time. I am to receive my usual quota for the love of my master, I am preying that he will not get any worse than he already is.”
Brenda then watched as she stripped off all her clothes, and then once she was naked, she rested her body on another punishment bench. The Mistress walked over to the wall and picked out a cane, and then walking back to the girl. She asked, “How many strokes Jenny?”
“My Master said that I should receive a maximum of eighteen, and if I use the word, and extra six on commencing.”
“Then prepare your mind for the pain you are about to receive.” Brenda watched the Mistress’s arm come back some small way, then the forward swing, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack. “Are you ok Jenny?”
“Yes Mistress.”
On the count of three, Brenda was looking and counting in her own mind, one, two, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack. “Do you want to say the word Jenny, are you in pain?” Brenda could see the girl was in pain, as her body was trembling, and she was also quietly crying.
“No Mistress I do not want to say the word, and I am in pain but you are not hurting me.”
“Then on the count of three, I will begin once more.” Brenda could not help counting the seconds, one, two, thwack, thwack, and then the Mistress surprised Brenda. She put the cane down, then resting her hand on the girl’s shoulder, she told her, “Rest Jenny, you have been loyal for your master, and your punishment is over.
“Thank you for showing me mercy Mistress.”
“You’re welcome Jenny.”
Mistress Fiona then sat at the girl’s side, and for the next thirty minutes she rubbed cream into the welts. It was at this point that Brenda realised that there was no gag in Jenny’s mouth and she had had no bonds to hold her in position. There was a light tap on Jenny’s buttocks of Mistress Fiona’s hand, and they both stood up. Mistress Fiona watched as Jenny got dressed, and she then opened the door to let her out, “Give my regards to your Master, Jenny.”
As soon as the girl had left, and the door was closed and locked once more, Mistress Fiona walked over to Brenda. “Were you watching all that has taken place Brenda?”
“Yes Mistress”
That girl Jenny comes here the same time every week, sometime she comes with her master, but when he is feeling weak, he sends her along for me to deal with her. She does that out of respect for her Master, and he trusts her to come all this way alone to be punished in his name. He is now unable to punish her, as the arthritis in his arms is in its final stage. She cooks, cleans, looks after him, she also sleeps in his bed. She has done nothing wrong to deserve those strokes; she receives them for the respect of her master. Did you hear her answer when I asked for the word?”
“Yes Mistress.”
“Then now I am going to give you a choice, you can receive the short strap, which means that you will receive, between ten and forty strokes. If at all you should use the word, then there will be extras added to your remainder. Or, you can receive the cane, which will entail between twelve and eighteen strokes. As you are a beginner, there will be no extras when you recommence after the word. I will allow you a little time to think of your options, while I go for afternoon tea.”
Upstairs in the lounge, Andy was sitting on the couch, talking to Alice and Greta. She told them about the choice that she had given Brenda, and looked at Andy for a reaction. He looked at Fiona for a few seconds then asked, “Can I ask you a question Mistress?”
“Yes of course you can Andy, what is it?”
“If Brenda takes the cane, would it be possible to give her a room tonight, and release her after breakfast. If, as you say, Jean and Dave are going to come here, they will do the work that I had in mind for Brenda, and I don’t believe it would be fair to punish her twice. Am I asking too much, I will understand if it is against your wishes?”
Mistress Fiona was looking at him, and it had all gone quiet in the Lounge, and Andy added, “I’m sorry Mistress, it was a silly question, and I will not interfere with your domain again.”
“No Andy, it was a perfectly logical and mature question, it was also the correct thing to suggest. You are correct, it would not be right if she was punished twice, and I grant all that you have asked for. You please your Mistress with your educated logic” and she kissed him on the cheek.
Mistress Fiona said, “Jean and Dave will be here tomorrow, and then we will know a lot more of the answers.”
It was another twenty minutes before Mistress Fiona walked back down into the basement. She walked over to the front of Brenda, and asked, “What is your decision Brenda?”
“The cane Mistress,”
“Good choice Brenda, she picked up the cane that she had used on the girl, and walked out of sight. Because you are a beginner Brenda, I will ask you after every four strokes for the word, do you understand Brenda?”
“Yes Mistress.”
“Good, then on the count of three” Brenda counted at the same time keeping her mouth closed, “Relax you body Brenda, or the pain will be greater” she relaxed and counted, one, two, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack. The pain was excruciating and she had not expected it to be that fierce, but the initial pain had gone and all that remained, was an uncomfortable tingle. “Do you wish to say the word Brenda?”
Without hesitation she answered “No Mistress.”
“On three again Brenda” but because of the thought of more pain, and waiting for it expectantly, she never bothered counting, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack. Mistress Fiona could see the tears coming from her eyes where she was quietly crying, but she had still made no sound. “Do you want to say the word Brenda?”
Brenda was asking herself if she could take another four, but then answered her own thoughts, if she said the word it would mean ten at the next session. Through her tears, she answered “No Mistress.”
Thwack, thwack, and then a hand touched her on the shoulder, relax Brenda for a beginner you have done well. I have heard no noise coming from your mouth, and have taken you punishment well, it is now over.
“Thank you Mistress for showing me mercy, I am also very sorry for what my mother did to Andy, I had no idea.”
“You’re welcome Brenda; Mistress Fiona had sat down at her side. Andy has said that if you took the cane for your punishment, he will also show mercy. You can sleep in a bed tonight and eat with us upstairs, after breakfast you may go home, Don will take you to the station.”
“For what has happened to him because of my stupidity, I do not really deserve his mercy, and I am very thankful to him, for allowing it to me.”
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