Chapter 9. Evening's entertainment
You saw how I was carried from the cellar by Grace and Martha with Mildred
following. They took me to a large room on the first floor which overlooked the
garden. Inside were the usual wardrobes, a commode, a couple of tallboys and a
large four poster bed. Not a very ornate one but the uprights were sturdy and it
had a wooden canopy but no drapes. Had I been in any fit state to take notice I
would have seen hooks in the canopy and several straps around the post and
fastened to the head and foot boards. I saw nothing of this. I only felt the
softness of the feathers as they tossed me on the mattress but even this
tormented my beaten flesh. Through tearful eyes I saw Mildred, also still naked
and crying. Her breasts were purple with reddish stripes. I knew mine would be a
similar colour if only I dared to look at them.
"Miss?" I heard Mildred's voice. "I think the best thing to do is to put the
bolster and pillows under your tummy so I can put cold towels on your bottom.
We'll have to do it on the floor Miss, 'cuz the master won't be happy if the bed
is wet and neither of us will want to feel his wrath again today."
I could hardly move but somehow she managed to get me kneeling on the floor with
the bolster and pillows packing the space between my thighs and breasts, my arms
keeping those off the floor. Somewhere, it seemed a long way off, I heard water
being poured and shortly after I felt a cold towel touch my flaming bottom. At
first the weight just seemed to cause more pain but the coolness did reduce the
fire a little. Another towel was laid across the back of my thighs.
She changed the towels and said, "Stay like that Miss, sorry, it should be
Ma'am, while I find a bowl. A minute or two later she brought a bowl of water
and placed it under my breasts. "Lower them in the water, Ma'am. It's the best
way I could think of to cool them."
The pain, though still very bad eased a little and I was able to look at my
surroundings. Had anyone entered, it could have struck them as a comedy act.
There I was naked except for wet towels over my bottom, kneeling down with my
breasts in a bowl of water. Suddenly I was ashamed of myself. There was Mildred,
whose breasts were at least as sore as mine, tending me while she was still in
pain herself. Pushing the bowl to one side, I said, "Your turn, Mildred. Mine
have cooled a little. Now it's your turn." Hers were larger and wouldn't fit the
bowl. It was too painful for her to squeeze them together so she had to dip them
one at a time.
"Mildred, is there a blue bottle in the house with pain relieving medicine?"
"Sorry Miss - Ma'am. Master won't let us have anything like that. He says a
whipping is supposed to be painful and we has to take it. Water is the only
thing we can use and that doesn't help all that much but it's better than
nothing."
An hour later, Mildred, brought some scones and lemonade. Although I didn't feel
like eating, the warm scones were delicious and I shared them with Mildred. At
least there was a good cook in the house. I ate standing even though it pained
the back of my thighs. I couldn't sit.
We had hardly finished eating when in walks his Lordship. He seemed in a better
mood than earlier. "Well, how is my new young bride? Has she learned her lesson?
Has she learned to obey her husband?" I just looked at the floor in despair.
"Well has she, woman? Answer me!"
"Yes," I whispered.
"Yes what!"
"Yes, M'Lord."
"Good. Remember earlier today you promised to love, honour and obey and obey you
will." Mildred started to collect the things and make her escape but Geoffrey
stopped her. "And what about you Mildred?"
"Yes, M'Lord."
"Come here then girl and let me look at them." Tears sprang from her eyes again
because she knew he wouldn't just look.. She was right. As soon as Mildred was
close enough her tits were mauled causing her to cry out in pain. Geoffrey's
hand then went between her legs and felt her cunt. "How long since you had a
cock in there?"
"You had me the night before last Sir."
"Well it is about time I had you again. You will sleep in this bed tonight."
Mildred was about to enquire about me but I could see she refrained and only
said, "Very good, Sir,"
Geoffrey then turned to me, "Come here wife, I want to feel your tender titties
as well." Unfortunately I hesitated. Immediately he ordered Mildred to give my
arse a slap. Poor girl she knew she had to. It wasn't hard but with my bottom in
the state it was, I nearly went through the ceiling.
After mauling them for a bit and making me cry out, he sucked a nipple. "Not
bad. Might be even better when I make you pregnant and they are full of milk.
What do you think of the taste Mildred?" Mildred suckled a nipple gently until
ordered to take more in her mouth and then to use her teeth. When allowed to
withdraw he asked her again, "What did she taste like?"
"Very nice, Sir." I'm sure Mildred just hoped it was the answer he wanted.
"Good, now let her taste yours." Mildred lightly held her right breast to my
lips. "Suck her hard, wife." Even though I knew it would hurt her, I feared also
that if I didn't it would be worse for both of us. I suppose I must have suckled
my mother's breasts but this was the first time in adult life and the breast in
my mouth was swollen and hot from its beating yet, the taste was not unpleasant.
Under other circumstances I might have enjoyed it.
"Seeing you two lesbians at work is getting me a hard on. Wife come and undress
me." I was shocked by the command especially as I had to do it in front of
Mildred. I hesitated a second time. Before I realised what was happening,
Geoffrey had caught hold of me and bent me over the footboard and was pressing
my breasts tight to the mattress. I screamed with the pain but over it I heard
him order Mildred to give me four hard spanks, "Two to each bum cheek" as he put
it. I don't blame the girl but she did seem to hit very hard and undid all her
efforts with the wet towels. My bottom was once again not just on fire, it was a
raging inferno. Geoffrey let me up and tenderly I touched my rear. "Are you
going to obey me now or would you like more? Something harder than a hand?"
Almost frantically I tried undoing the buttons but my shaking hands made hard
work of it. However, he acquiesced when Mildred moved closer to give me a hand.
Soon he too was a naked as we. "Now Mildred, show her how to suck my cock and
get it really hard. She knelt and indicated I should too and then took his
half-hard cock in her mouth. When she took it out she showed me the movements to
make with my tongue.
"That's the way, wife. Learn it and learn it well. You'll be doing it often." I
tried to imitate my tutor and must have had some success in that the cock became
rock hard. "On the bed with you. On your back. Legs apart. Despite the awful
pain as my bottom felt my weight on it, I did as ordered. "Wider." I tried but
the pain was too great. He pushed them brutally. "That's how wide they should
be. I need to see your cunt wide open and ready for fucking."
Climbing on me he entered his cock for the second time that day and then let all
his weight fall down on my stomach. My buttocks rebelled and tried to move.
Geoffrey laughed. "I do like it when my women have a tender arse or a well
whipped cunt. It makes them wriggle so nicely when I ram it in especially when
they are dry like you and can feel it inside as well. He began fucking me and
every so often would rest with the full weight of his chest on mine. Fortunately
after a short while my natural lubrication kicked in so the thrusts were easier,
even if they were not enjoyable. It took him quite a long time to climax which
only added to my torment but eventually it was all over.
"Raise her arse on the bolster Mildred. I want my seed to go right in her womb."
He climbed off and again placed his cock to my lips. Reluctantly I opened them
and took the now softening but messy and sticky flesh in. It wasn't as
unpleasant as I imagined but my mind rebelled at having to do it.
"Get used to it wife. I demand that service frequently and so do my friends." I
could hardly believe my ears. Wasn't it bad enough I had to do it for a man who
was my husband? Surely I shouldn't be asked to do it to others? Would he allow
others to use my other orifices? These and many other questions went through my
mind as I sucked him clean.
He left the room soon after with the instruction to Mildred, "Find a suitable
dress for her and bring her down when dinner is ready. You can wear what you
have on already." She wore only a pair of soft slippers.
Mildred looked through the wardrobes. "I'm sorry Ma'am. This is the most
suitable." She held up an almost transparent nightdress. I must have looked
horrified because she went on. "Ma'am, everyone has seen you with nothing on and
if you go down with a long dress that covers everything from neck to ankles,
we'll both end up with another whipping. Besides there will be less to chafe
your sore tits and arse." I tried it on. In the mirror I could easily make out
the purple hue of my breasts and nipples pushed out the material so they too
were obvious. Mildred said the colour of my arse was visible too.
"I can't wear this Mildred. It's obscene."
"You must Ma'am. For both our sakes. I know him better than you if you don't
mind my saying so. You've been hurt enough for one day and so have I. I'm sure
he will antagonise our hurts some more in bed tonight so we can do without
another visit to Grace and Martha."
"But ...."
"Remember Ma'am, everyone already knows. Most have been through hell with him
before and will sympathize with you even if they can't show it. Now I must find
some scissors and shorten it to a more suitable length." In a short while she
came back and cut the hem to the level of my arse crease leaving all my welted
thighs on display. If I bent everyone would get a good view of my sex. I was
almost past caring now. The pain and the embarrassment on what should have been
a happy and memorable day was becoming too much for me to take.
When the gong sounded for dinner, Mildred helped me down the stairs. I was still
unable to walk at all well. She stood me in front of a chair at one end of the
long dining table. "Don't sit until he does," she whispered. Two other places
were set besides the one for Geoffrey at the other end. He came in accompanied
by two men who he introduced as Lord Robert and his friend Michael. As Geoffrey
sat, Mary pushed the chair in behind him, Flora and Mildred did the same for
Lord Robert and Michael. I felt a gentle push as Henrietta pushed gently on the
back of my knees. Tears again came to my eyes as my rear hit the hard seat. As
much as I tried to suppress my sobs, I couldn't stop the tears flowing.
Henrietta dried them with her handkerchief. Lord Robert commented to Geoffrey,
that it seemed he had to start training me early. Geoffrey replied, "You'll be
able to see the effects of the training after dinner."
Dinner was a formal affair. Each of the maids brought our food and served it for
us. I tried to eat but found it difficult. I drank more wine than I should to
try and combat the pain but it didn't help much and soon Geoffrey indicated the
servants weren't to give me any more. Mildred I noticed had her tits felt and
mauled by Michael but he didn't do it viciously.
Afterwards Geoffrey announced, "Gentlemen, I know on formal occasions we would
normally retire to the smoking room without the ladies but as this is a special
day for me, I am going to ask my wife to come with us and suggest you each
choose a maid to look after your needs. It would seem Michael has taken a fancy
to Mildred, which one would you prefer, Lord Robert?"
"The comely maid that served your wife, Lord Geoffrey, will do me fine."
"Henrietta you will look after Lord Robert needs this evening."
We adjourned to the smoking room and port wine and cigars were brought in. When
they were all lit up and relaxed my husband spoke to Robert. "You know I take
the training of my women very seriously and I believe all training should start
right away. Don't give them any time to become lax. Violet, my new bride, tried
to dispute my authority even before we were fully in the house. Show them the
result of your training wife." I tried just lifting the hem a little but was
immediately ordered to take it off. "Let them have a good look at your tits and
arse, dear." I know I blushed a very deep shade of red.
Lord Robert, who now had Henrietta on his knee and his hand up her crotch, asked
me to come closer. Freeing his hand he touched and felt my arse and had me bend
over. "That was a very professional looking thrashing, Geoff. I must bring one
of my sassy maids over and get her warmed like this. Hardly a finger width
between any stroke and not a space on most of them. She must have been well
strapped down, not to have moved."
"Of course Robert and she was a virgin in both holes so I wanted to break them
in while she was immobile." He went on to explain all the gory details much to
my horror.
Michael by now had Mildred kneeling between his knees and slurping at his cock
and as I was pushed to him by Robert I noticed Henrietta shuck her dress and
slide between his legs. I had to stand astride Mildred so Michael could feel me.
I was again made to bend over so Michael could see and feel my sore bottom and
poke his fingers in the orifices.
Geoffrey indicated I should come to him and attach my lips to his weapon. By
then I knew it was futile to resist. While this going on, the men discussed the
shooting or the last game of cards as if the women weren't there. I'd been
sucking for some fifteen minutes when I felt Geoffrey's cock stiffen, his hands
gripped the back of my head tightly and he exploded in my mouth. I swallowed. I
couldn't do anything else. "Keep licking gently," he murmured.
A few minutes later, he pulled me off. "Gentlemen," he announced, "I've just
taken her third virgin hole. Now she is free for anyone to use." I was
flabbergasted. My new husband was offering my body to everyone.
Michael seemed to have tired of Mildred so we were swapped. He had cum inside
Mildred's mouth and his cock was flaccid but after feeling and smelling my cunt
for a while he became half hard again. "Suck my balls and lick the base of my
prick," he ordered.
I looked over at Geoffrey. "Don't hesitate. You know what you get if you do,"
was all he said.
By now I was fast becoming inured to things that would have so disgusted me only
a few hours earlier. Pain tormented me at every movement so I wasn't about to
earn myself more by refusing. I took one ball at a time in my mouth, sucked it
for a few minutes and then started to lick the base of his cock or pecker as he
liked to call it. Soon it fully hardened and I expected to suck it to a climax
but no, he ordered me to stand and straddle his thighs. Whereupon he gripped my
sore bottom and lifted me on to his cock. Once I was entered about halfway he
let go and I slid down. His cock hurt as it went in my vagina which fortunately
was wet from the previous stimulation, but I couldn't suppress a cry as my
thighs and bum hit his. Michael was delighted by this response and lifted me by
pushing up on my sore breasts and letting me slide down again. This he did
repeatedly for about ten minutes. I almost passed out with the pain but finally
he came and after bouncing me on knee a little longer I was pushed to the floor
and ordered to clean his cock.
When I finished and was able to look around. Henrietta was draped over the arm
of a chair being fucked doggie style and Mildred knelt at Geoffrey's cock,
alternately licking and sucking although it remained soft.
Once more the men discussed general topics as though we weren't there except to
occasionally pull us to their groin. After an hour or so this too seemed to die
off and I hoped they would soon be returning home except when they left I
wondered what horrors would be in store for me in the bedroom. Then Lord Robert
spoke to Henrietta.
"Are you ready for a little drinkies Henny?" In my ignorance I thought we might
be given a little wine. My reasoning was shattered by Geoffrey who told me to
watch carefully as no doubt Michael would want me to provide the same service.
Henrietta took Robert's soft cock in mouth and closed her lips tightly around
it.
"He surely isn't going to....." I thought. But he was. A few moments later I
noted swallowing motions from Henrietta's mouth and neck and an occasional
dribble of yellow liquid from the corner of her mouth. A few minutes later, her
mouth was pushed free and she muttered, "Thank you M'Lord."
"Take her to the lavatory, Michael," Geoffrey suggested his friend, "And only
give her some. She hasn't done it before and I don't want her spewing over the
furniture." Geoffrey had more concern for his furniture than for me.
Michael took me to the lavatory. In those days it was a long seat with two holes
over two buckets with a chemical in. Smelled strongly of carbolic. With
absolutely no regard for my whipped arse, he plonked me down on the seat over
one hole and started peeing in the other. After a short while he squeezed his
cock near the base and the flow stopped. My determination to keep my mouth
closed was short lived. With his free hand Michael gripped my right breast in a
vice-like grip which of course cased me to yell and his cock went in.
"Get used to it woman," Michael yelled, "It should be a good vintage after all
the wine I've drunk." The warm liquid burned my throat as I tried to swallow to
keep from choking. Much of it went down but some dribbled down my chin on over
my breasts.
"Not a very good effort, you need to relax your throat and let the piss go
straight down. I am sure Geoffrey will be able to arrange for you to have more
practice when I inform him." Michael massaged the piss on my breasts and seeing
it aggravated the sore flesh he put his hand between my legs. "Piss," he said.
My bladder was very full but even so it took a while before I could start the
flow. Cupping his hand, he took some of the liquid and rubbed this into my
breasts until they glistened with the wetness and burned with the sting of the
acid liquid on the welts.
Lord Robert came in with Henrietta and watched. Geoffrey and Mildred were not
far behind. "Did she spit it out Michael?" Geoffrey asked.
"No, but she didn't swallow much either." He made it seem as though all the pee
on me had come from my not swallowing.
"Right Mildred, you show her once more what to do and tomorrow, she can start
practicing on my prick every time I need to go."
Mildred looked at me with what seemed sympathy in her eyes but she controlled
herself. "Ma'am, if you gently squeeze the base like this," she said showing me
how to hold his cock, "You can control the flow but you mustn't let it stop."
"Otherwise I get annoyed," Geoffrey butted in.
"And even if it is soft squeezing stiffens it enough for you to take it to the
back of your throat. Take it as far back as you can. Relax your throat muscles
and let the piss go straight down your throat without filling your mouth first.
Well that's how it should work but you have to breathe so some goes in the mouth
but if you gently control the flow, it shouldn't spill out. Henrietta's very
good at it. I barely manage." Being within inches of her face, I saw clearly
what she tried to do. Had he not drunk so much wine, she might have done it
without spilling any but towards the end some spilled out of the corners of her
mouth but it was little enough.
The party finished soon after and still naked,. I was made to show them to the
door. Watched by their coachmen, I was forced to kiss them goodnight and wave
them on their way. The three of us retired to the bedroom. Geoffrey gave Mildred
and I five minutes "to do what you have to" and get in bed alongside him. We
needn't have hurried. He was sound asleep and lying naked in the middle of the
bed when we entered the room. Like Mildred I rinsed my mouth out with several
changes of water before we climbed into bed on either side of him.
For a long while I lay awake, quietly sobbing, partly from the pain but more
from the humiliation I suffered and from not knowing what I would be expected to
do and how much I would be beaten in the future.
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