Chapter 7. Whipped
"Ooouch!" Gee cried out as she tried on her bra the next morning. "Look at my
sodding tits!" She gently lifted them for Roger's inspection. They were swollen
and still clearly showed the marks of the withie.
"Sorry dear, I didn't think I hit them very hard. Shall I kiss them better?"
"Tits are tender bits of a girl's body so it's no wonder they hurt but, yes,
kiss them. I like it when you do that. Makes my cunny wet. If mine are as sore
as this after a light caning or is it withie-ing, what must Lady Elizabeth's
have been like? She says they gave her two very hard blows with a much larger
withie. They would not have been kind to her afterwards either."
"I guess you'll just have to do without the bra today," Roger remarked.
"But Rog, we have the biddy bitch and her friend coming today."
"Well if they really are lesbians, then I am sure they will appreciate seeing a
pair of plump young tits just as much as I do."
"That's not funny."
"Your bottom still shows faint stripes from the other day, Gee. They don't still
hurt?"
"Not really. Only if I sit on a hard seat do I feel them. In some ways it gives
me a gentle reminder of what we did afterwards."
They spent the morning and first part of the afternoon clearing and cleaning the
lounge and kitchen and preparing the roast beef and accompanying vegetables. A
little before four o'clock Roger changed into clean clothes and suggested Gee
did the same. Gee was not looking forward to the meeting. She knew the biddy
bitch didn't like her, she knew the biddy bitch didn't want to come except in
some perverse way to gloat or condemn her. She believed the biddy bitch just
thought she was Roger's whore. Roger's whore. "That's an idea, I'll shock her,"
Gee thought and looked through her wardrobe to find a low cut dress with a high
hem. She found a pink one which would show the top of her breasts at least when
she bent down. Underneath she wore a pair of thong panties. Roger had bought the
dress almost as a joke, never expecting her to wear it in public. Only for his
enjoyment.
She'd opened a bottle of wine ready for the guests and had downed a glass
already 'to calm her nerves' when the car arrived. Roger introduced the ladies,
"Gee you already know Miss Matthews, Jessica and this is her friend, Mildred
Overton. They shook hands. Gee was surprised Mildred seemed much younger than
Jessica at a guess about 35 years old. Jessica too looked different to the staid
figure that she normally saw scowling behind a desk. Her hair was let down and
she wore a little make-up.
Mildred stood and said very little while they waited for the Yorkshire puddings
to finish cooking or during the meal itself and when she did she always looked
to Jessica as if asking permission to speak. Gee noticed she sat carefully on
the chair but didn't think too much about it at the time. Roger judged dinner to
have been a success. The food was plain but good, and he was able to converse
with Jessica about his work and how he became an author. So much so the Gee felt
out of it and when she spoke to Mildred, she didn't receive much response
although she did note Mildred looked right down her dress when she bent down in
front of her to serve dessert.
By the time Gee brought in the coffee she was becoming bored and a little light
headed from the wine. They sat round the log fire and in a lull during the
conversation Mildred asked, "Jessica, may I ask about the building now please?"
"Perhaps you should ask us, not biddy bitch," Gee snapped immediately regretting
the words before they left her lips.
For a moment there was a stunned silence until Roger quietly said, "My most
sincere apologies, Jessica. I will assure you, that remark will not go
unpunished and there will be more stripes on her backside before she goes to
bed. I am so sorry. I had believed she would be on her best behaviour but I was
wrong." Turning to Mildred, I am very willing to show you all round the house
but as I told Jessica, even now we have only part of it cleared and partly
cleaned. Decorating is still something for the future."
They toured the house and for the first time since their arrival Mildred became
animated. She knew about old houses and began to date parts of the structure
from joints in the woodwork, the type of bricks and the way they were used and
the arrangement of the beams. Gee began to take a liking to the woman and forgot
about her prospective punishment and asked many questions about dates and why
she could date this or that to a certain period. "I should have brought my
notebook, and taken this all down," Gee remarked as at the end of an hour long
tour they arrived back at the lounge. "Perhaps you would like to come again and
we go through it room by room."
Mildred replied by asking Jessica if she would allow her to come here again.
Jessica replied, "I don't know about that Mildred, not while this rude girl is
here or at least until she learns some manners. You had better make the most of
what you see now." Gee apologised again for her rudeness but Jessica was non
committal about allowing Mildred to return.
Mildred looked downcast but returned to showing them structural details in the
lounge and what could be inferred from them. "See those mortises in the beam
that runs across the ceiling here?" Mildred pointed overhead, "What is now the
centre of the room was probably originally an outside wall. Those four square
mortises set angled like that are typically for the window mullions. Glass was
difficult to make in large pieces in those days so the window bars were close
together. Some homes only had a kind of paper over the openings. This post was
probably a corner post of the 12th century house."
"Looks as if has been used as a whipping post in more recent times," remarked
Jessica as she picked up the withie still standing at the base. "Perhaps I might
be persuaded to reconsider your request Mildred if I knew the culprit of the
rudeness had really been punished and not just given a token smack."
Mildred went red, "Mistress you can't punish her, she's too young and not used
to it. Please punish me instead. It's me that wants to come back for a better
look and I know you are going to switch me when we get home anyway."
Gee and Roger both looked shocked. "Do you really switch Mildred?" Gee stuttered
out the question.
"Face the post Mildred," Jessica ordered.
"Mistress, not here please." Mildred obviously had some inkling of what was to
happen and was embarrassed by it.
"Now, Mildred." When Mildred complied, "Grip around the post." Mildred did so.
Bending slightly, Jessica lifted the hem of the woman's dress with one hand and
lowered her knickers with the other. Four red weals ran across her bottom. It
was immediately apparent to Gee, they had been applied with far more force than
Roger had used.
"My God, they look really sodding painful," Gee exclaimed before she knew what
she was saying, "She must have done something terrible to have deserved a caning
like that."
"No, she tried to disagree with me and I do not allow that in my home." They all
noted the venom in Jessica's voice but only Mildred knew her mistress was slowly
working herself into a sadistic frenzy.
"And you want me punished like that for what I said?" Gee was stuttering again
in disbelief.
"I'd think a dozen would be more appropriate especially after the way you've
acted in the office. Better still, I would prefer to have you in my house and
use a proper cane, not this twig. If you were in my care I would soon have you
showing some respect. It wouldn't just be your bottom sore either would it
Mildred?"
"Please Mistress don't make me......." Mildred had tears in her eyes as she
pleaded.
"Be quiet woman. You're in enough trouble as it is when you get home. Turn
round." Mildred now stood with her back to the post facing the others. Jessica
pulled up the front of the woman's dress to reveal more stripes across the front
of her thighs. They were fading but had obviously been very painful. Mildred was
now sobbing with humiliation at having her most private parts and dark pubic
hair on show to a man as well as a young girl.
"That's enough Jessica. I am not going to cane Gee as hard as that or allow you
to, just to learn more about my house. I shall punish Gee but not to the extend
you want. Gee is not my slave, I love her." Roger stated. It was the first time
he had expressed that sentiment in words except during their sex sessions. Gee
looked up and knew she had the same feelings towards him.
"I knew all along she was not here as a housekeeper," Jessica spat out the
words, "But if you are not going to deal with her satisfactorily then I had
better take this one home and deal with her there in my own way. She can take
the punishment for both of you."
"Please Jessica, mistress no. I can't take a dozen on top of the four your gave
me before we came. Please wait the morning until you've calmed down." There was
genuine fear in the woman's eyes now.
"While you are staying in my house, you will be under my control," Jessica
snapped, "And as you are partially responsible for this girl's outburst, you
will take her punishment. I've allowed you too much rein this evening as it is."
Turning to Roger, she apologised and asked if he would mind taking them home.
"Thank you for the meal Mr. Robinson, and for the company. I did enjoy our
conversation over dinner and the look around your home. I am so sorry it had to
end like this," she added.
"I too can only apologise for Gee's remark. Please though, don't take it out on
Mildred. It had nothing to do with her," replied Roger.
"Jessica?" Gee spoke quietly and hesitantly, "If I were to submit to your caning
now, will you let Mildred off?"
"You don't know what you are asking," Mildred interrupted. "She'll strip the
skin of you when she's in this mood."
"Roger will watch. He won't allow that to happen."
"Then I will still get it when I get home. She's too angry inside now to stop
and she'll take it out on one or both of us."
"Perhaps I should share the punishment between you two dears?" Jessica voice
sounded evil. "How would it be if you were both tied to the whipping post at the
same time. Six good strokes to each of your bottoms while Mr. Robinson is in the
kitchen or down in the cellar out of the way?"
"No Jessica. You cannot do this to either woman. I won't allow it."
"Then Mildred gets it when she gets home and I get her all to myself."
"Roger, it's my fault. Six each we should be able to take and I don't want
Mildred to suffer more. Let her do it and get it over with." Very reluctantly
and only after considerable argument, Roger agreed but would stay nearby in the
kitchen.
"You can help bind these two miscreants before you go," Jessica almost ordered
Roger. Speaking sharply to the two women she said, "Get those dresses off."
Gee pulled hers over her head without any qualms. Roger had seen her naked
enough times and she had flaunted her breasts in front of Mildred during dinner.
Mildred though had to be chivvied to display her body to a man.
As Jessica pushed Gee towards the post she noticed the light red lines across
her tits. "Oh so he likes to tickle your tits as well I see," she commented and
gave them a light squeeze which caused Gee to wince. "That's nothing, and I make
her wear a bra when she goes out." Much to Mildred's embarrassment, Jessica
removed the poor woman's bra to show livid red lines criss-crossing both
breasts. Gee was beginning to believe this woman was slightly mad. There was a
fire in her eyes and a look on her face that suggested she was getting very
aroused by what she intended to do, and that neither Mildred or she was going to
enjoy it.
Roger tied their wrists so they clasped the post above each other's head and as
he did so he kissed Gee. "Do you want to go through with this, Gee? There's
still time to change you mind."
"I have to," she whispered back.
"Be brave."
Jessica removed the knickers from both women even though Geegee's thong wouldn't
have given her any protection. Both were of similar build at about 5ft 6 inches
but Gee had long dark hair whereas Mildred's was shorter and a dark blonde. Both
were a little on the plump side but not really overweight. Roger stood and
mentally compared them until ordered to go into the kitchen and make tea. In one
way he wanted to see what Jessica did so he could control the beating to some
extent, in another way he was finding it difficult to control his erection and
needed to put his hand inside his trousers to move his cock to a more
comfortable position. "Just six strokes each," he said. "No more."
"That's right," Jessica confirmed as she ushered him from the room and closed
the door behind him. The kitchen was across the hallway so Roger thought he
could get back in the room quickly if he thought things were getting out of
hand. What he didn't see was Jessica sliding an armchair and tilting it so the
back was under the doorknob effectively bolting the door.
Picking up the withie she began walking around the tied pair. "Six strokes each
indeed! That's not half of what you are going to get. And I don't have to gag
you here. Your completely at my mercy and I am taking full advantage of it,
especially you bitch." She flicked the switch between Gee's legs and catching
her painfully on her exposed slit. Gee cried out but tried to hold herself in
check for the pain she knew would come.
And come it did. It was not the fairly gentle swish Roger had given her. This
one hit with all the force Jessica could muster and Gee screamed. Quickly
Jessica moved and struck Mildred with equal force on her already well striped
arse. Knowing that Roger might try and force his way in at any time, Jessica
wasted little time in walking around the post and hitting alternately one then
the other, lashing the tender flesh with all her force.
At the fifth stroke Gee knew Jessica was not going to stop and screamed at the
top of her voice, "ROGER HELP!" Roger already concerned at the sound of the
cries from both women, was at the door ready. He turned the knob and pushed. The
door moved only an inch and then jammed. Another piercing scream. He pushed
again. The door didn't budge.
"The bitch!" Roger yelled as he raced along the hall, out of the front door and
round the back to get to the other entrance to the room. The back door was
locked and he had to waste precious time fumbling for his keys to get in.
Meanwhile he could hear the screams continuing and he knew they had more that
the agreed amount. Bursting in the room he snatched the withie, now ragged and
splintered at the end and broke it in two. Jessica was hysterical and beside
herself and laughing with sadistic glee. "Was this really the staid righteous
looking lady from the Job Centre," thought Roger. He slapped her face hard twice
and the laughter suddenly ceased and her face took on a horrified expression as
he led her to the settee and ordered her to sit.
Both women were crying uncontrollably. Gee's arse had at least nine raw raised
welts that he could count. Mildred's arse was split and bleeding where some of
the new welts crossed those previously inflicted. He had to untie Mildred first
because her hands were on top. "Hold on to the post for a moment Mildred while I
release Gee." When she too was free, "Help each other to the bathroom, your
muscles won't have stiffened yet but I guess they soon will. I'm going to make
sure the bitch doesn't do a runner."
"She won't," murmured Mildred through her cries, "She'll be out of it for a
while." So it seemed she was. Jessica sat on the settee where Roger had left
her, staring blankly ahead. She made no movement or gave any resistance when he
tied her wrists and ankles.
