Chapter 13. Jess's punishment
It took over two weeks for the story to die down and the place returned to some
semblance of normality. The police came, forensics came, archaeologists came.
They all were told the same story. They had discovered the room two weeks
previously when clearing the cellar but didn't do anything as the room appeared
empty. Only when they went in with better lights did they discover the bed and
its macabre content.
Forensics took the bones away and the press got hold of the story. It appeared
on local and national TV. People turned up at all hours wanting interviews,
wanting to see the crypt, wanting a story or just some sexual high. Things began
to die down after a week and Roger put a large notice on the door stating he
would not be allowing anyone entry, and would not give any more interviews. Even
this did not deter everyone but Milly seemed best able to dissuade those who
dared to knock on the door. However there was one she decided to allow into the
house.
Late morning there was yet another Boom! Boom! Boom! On the door. Peeping from
behind the curtain, she noticed an expensive Daimler car. Opening the door to
the extent the recently fitted security chain allowed she enquired who he was
and what was his business. The gentleman handed her a card:
Lord Peter Manning
Felstead Hall
Essex.
"Come in Sir. I'm sorry the I'm dressed like this." She indicated her paint
splattered overalls "But we've just started decorating one of the rooms. I'm
Milly Sir." Milly was speaking very quietly. "Sorry Sir, we have to keep the
noise down because Roger is working on his book and is having to work extra
hours on it because of the tiswas of the last few weeks."
"I heard about it when I came back from holiday and drove over just on the off
chance," Lord Peter imitated Milly's low tones, "I wanted to find out more about
my ancestor you found here."
Then the penny dropped for Milly. "You are a descendant of Lady Elizabeth's? But
she didn't have children? I think you had better talk to Gee. She's into the
people side of the house. I'm into the woodwork. Please come upstairs, we can
talk without disturbance if you don't mind the mess."
Gee was just finishing a wall when they entered and were introduced. She
suggested they all moved to the bedroom out of the wet paint area. Both girls
removed their overalls and went to the bedroom. "Sorry, not the proper place to
greet a Lord." Gee laughed, "But we aren't hopping into bed with you."
"Why not just introduce me to Roger?" Milly again said he wouldn't want to be
disturbed. "But surely if you have a visitor....?"
"We don't want our bums warmed again, your Lordship," Gee's laugh was infectious
and Lord Peter laughed too.
"He keeps you under control then." It was as much of a statement as a question.
"But please, forget the Lordship business, I'm Peter when its not a formal
occasion."
"And you must be a descended from Lord James Manning."
"That's a quick deduction Gee. Yes. James Manning was the younger brother of
Lord Joshua and he inherited the estate when they determined neither he nor his
daughter was going to return. It was assumed the ship they were on sank without
trace and all were lost. I am at a loss to know how Elizabeth came to be here,
if indeed it was Elizabeth and not some hoax."
"Oh, it's definitely not a hoax, Lo.... Peter." Gee went on to give him an
outline of the girl's suffering. Her eyes were wet as she finished. She was
still very much affected by it. "Please, Peter, keep this to yourself for the
time being. We don't want to have all the upset of the press here again and we
are doing a book on the house. I'm researching the people side .."
"And I'm into the woodwork," Milly interrupted.
They spent some time discussing Elizabeth and her family. Peter had researched
his family tree back beyond her time and then they did the grand tour of the
Rectory and finally the crypt. Milly particularly impressed Peter with her
knowledge and the drawings she had done and he invited them all to visit
Felstead Hall.
"It's much larger than this and we have to open it to visitors to make it pay
its way, but much of it is still as it was," Peter said. "Perhaps you would like
to attend the funeral. I shall be claiming Elizabeth's remains and will have
them interred in the family plot in the grounds of the hall." Both girls said
they wished to attend.
"After so long she should be returned to her family," Gee stated.
Roger emerged at lunchtime and was introduced. Over lunch Peter remarked that
the girls were reluctant to disturb him. "It's good to know that some men still
know how to control their women," Peter added.
"They seem to like it that way Peter," Roger answered.
Because of all the turmoil, Roger had to phone Jessica and postpone her visit
for a fortnight. "It will give you more time to make up your mind and to see if
your other treatment is beginning to work." Jessica said she didn't need another
extra time, her mind was made up but she understood the reasons for the delay.
Fortunately the event dropped from news just as quickly as it made the
headlines.
At lunchtime on the sixth Friday, the day she should arrive, the trio were
around the dining table discussing what they would do if and when Jess came. All
three had handled the cane and swished it harmlessly through the air. Only Milly
knew what it felt like to be on the receiving end.
An hour later the phone rang. Gee answered it. "It's Jess she called out to the
others."
"Gee. I have ordered the taxi and should be with you in half an hour. Please,"
she said with a slight catch in her voice, "Please be ruthless with me. For this
to work I don't want to be able to sit easily for a week, I don't want to be
able to wear a bra or to lie on my tummy. You have to humiliate me and use me
sexually in any way, and that includes Roger having his way with me. I am
putting myself totally at your mercy."
"If we have any," cut in Gee.
"Gee, I am very afraid of this. Apart from the other afternoon I have never
allowed anyone to dominate me and probably after the first few strokes of the
cane I shall be begging you to stop. Don't. Treat me like I would have treated
you, like I did treat you. I am sure you remember. This may not work as a cure
but unless I try it, I will always regret not doing so. But please don't leave
any permanent marks."
"Do you realise Milly may well have permanent scars on her arse? Some of her
welts are deep and still show. So you had better watch what you say when you ask
to be treated like you treated us."
"Sorry, Gee. Taxi's just arrived. See you shortly."
Gee passed on Jess's words to the others. "It seems as if she want to be caned
all over," Roger said, "I suggest we each take an area. I will cane her arse as
I am likely to hit harder than you and her bum flesh can take more punishment.
You can decide who takes the front of her thighs and who does her tits."
"After the way she hit mine, I wouldn't mind caning her tits," Milly said and
Gee agreed to take the thighs. "Can I?" Milly started, "Can I take her to bed
with me tonight?"
"I don't see why not," answered Roger.
"Provided you leave the connecting door wide open," giggled Gee.
"We'll see and hear what you get up to as well," Milly pointed out. "I know what
you do but Jess doesn't."
"Bring her in and let her watch!"
"Gertrude Gerrart, you are an exhibitionist!"
"Stop it you two," Roger interrupted. "Yes, we'll leave the door open and all of
us are free to wander in either way and whatever time. Milly if you need a hand
with Jess, just come and ask. She's a heavy woman and you may want help to lift
her."
"Boom! Boom." Gee answered the knock. "Our guest has arrived she announced."
Jessica shook slightly as she entered the room. No one greeted her. "Milly,
would you mind taking Biddy Bitch upstairs and stripping her of everything
except slippers," Roger instructed. Milly returned ten minutes later with her
now naked companion. Even though she had been naked in front of all of them
before, that was weeks ago and she blushed profusely when they looked her over.
She also noted the long box on the table and began to second thought about
asking to be punished by its contents.
"Make a pot of tea and bring it in to us here while we discus how, when and what
we are going to do with you," ordered Roger, "You should remember where things
are." Soon Jess returned with the tea things on a tray.
"What is the meaning of this?" Gee asked angrily.
"I've made the tea as I was told," stammered Jess, "It should be brewed by now."
"And why are there four mugs? You weren't expecting to be allowed to share our
tea and sit at our table surely Bitch?"
"I'm sorry Miss."
"What are things coming to when servants expect to sit at the same table as
their master and mistresses," Gee went on, sounding enraged but everyone knew it
was an act. "Come with me, and I will teach you a little more respect." Gee led
the shaking older woman to the armchair, bent her over the back and proceeded to
spank her bottom. The spanking caused Jessica to squeal a bit and it reddened
her arse but didn't seriously hurt her. Both knew it was only a token
punishment. "Now go back into the kitchen. You may drink water if you need to
drink. We'll call you when we are ready," stated Gee as she returned to the
table with the others.
"I know we can keep her in suspense for as long as we want but I suggest we get
it over with soon," suggested Roger. The others agreed.
They called Jess in and bound her wrists. "Should she not go to the loo first?"
suggested Milly, "We don't want a mess on the floor." Roger acknowledged that it
was a good idea and asked Milly to take her there. "No Roger, that should be
your job. You are in charge and you need to make sure she goes properly." Roger
grinned. He knew it would upset Jess more if he watched her pee.
He made Jess sit and spread her legs outside the wide mahogany seat so her cunt
was fully on view except where hidden by a forest of hair. "Very well Bitch,
piss and shit if you need to for if you sully my floor with your excretions it
will be a further dose of the cane on the offending openings. You should also
know that it will be extremely difficult for you to sit on the seat afterwards.
I had to hold Gee and Milly for several days after your treatment but you are
heavier I am not sure I will be able to without help." Jess wanted to relieve
herself but found it very difficult to start with a man staring at her cunt.
Eventually though the flow started and continued in a steady stream. She
couldn't bring herself to poop though. Roger gently wiped her.
Downstairs again, Gee and Milly took Jess to the 'whipping post' as it had
become known and made her clasp her arms around it. Gee tied Jessica's wrists
and then buckled two straps around her victim and the post. One was placed just
under the armpits so it pulled the post tightly into her cleavage and the other
around her thighs a little above the knees which kept her pubic mound close to
the post.
Roger came over with a long strip of cloth knotted several times in the middle
and gagged Jessica. "Biddy Bitch, you asked for us to show you no mercy however
much you pleaded. Now you cannot plead at all and we will not be influenced by
your pitiful cries. You asked for this to be done to try and cure you of your
sadism and to allow us some redress for the suffering you caused the girls here.
We shall all take a turn at thrashing you, each on a different part of your
body. I will try and keep myself and the girls under control and will stop if
the blood runs too freely." Jessica shook her head and looked very alarmed at
this statement. Tears now flowed freely from her eyes. "Yes, Bitch we have taken
your request to be completely at our mercy very seriously and until Sunday night
we will use your body as we wish, whether it is to inflict pain, subject you to
humiliation or have sexual pleasure at your expense. We thank you for providing
such a lovely instrument for caning you. I am sure it will do an excellent job
even in our inexperienced hands. As head of the household I will start by caning
your very full arse. We have decided on a minimum of one dozen and a maximum of
two on that part of your anatomy."
"Swish!! Thwack" Roger laid the first stroke across the backs of her thighs a
little below the buttock crease. Jess jerked her head and would have screamed
had not the gag prevented it.
"Swish!! Thwack Swish!! Thwack Swish!! Thwack." Roger laid the strokes on quite
slowly and methodically, gradually working up from the first one. As he caned he
could feel an excitement grow within himself, a desire to hurt and he began to
get some idea of how Jess felt when she wielded the cane. He caned hard but in a
controlled manner which left raised welts across both thighs and both arse
cheeks. Although extremely painful he knew they would disappear after a week or
two. Sixteen strokes later he deemed her arse had been beaten enough. Only two
of the strokes had partially crossed and nowhere had he drawn blood.
Jess though was convinced he had and was crying uncontrollably. The pain, the
fire the torture was almost to great to bear. She vaguely remembered the she had
given the girls only nine or ten. She was being made to suffer more than they.
"Turn her round girls," Roger spoke quietly. "He was not keen to continue but
knew they should have their turn and Jess had insisted on getting the full
treatment although she hadn't put it in those words. Releasing the straps and
her wrists, Jessica had a few seconds in which she tried to feel her bottom but
they were quickly fastened back around the post with her front facing outwards.
This time the upper strap was placed below her breasts.
No one spoke as Roger handed Gee the cane. "Swish!! Thwack." Gee started on the
front of Jess's thighs and after eight strokes had reached the top of her pubic
hair line. Gee had tears in her eyes after what she had done and she looked in
awe at the livid lines she had made across the woman. At first she had hit hard
but the last four were much lighter, even so they were painful stripes. The
polished, flexible plastic cane would hurt even if only flicked on the skin.
Reluctantly Milly took the cane. Roger spoke in her ear, "Remember what she did
to you. She will do it again if we don't cure her. You must show her you are now
boss." Milly swung the cane purposefully upwards to catch the underside of
Jess's tits. It was obvious to the watchers it caused the woman serious pain.
Three times Milly hit the undersides of those tender globes, three times she hit
the tops and finally once she laid the cane right across the nipples. Roger saw
Jess was near to fainting and stopped Milly from planting a second across those
sensitive nubs.
They released Jess from the post but re-tied her wrists in front of her. Jess
could hardly stand and needed to grip the back of a chair for support. They
waited for a few minutes for her to calm a little before they removed the gag.
She drank a little orange juice through a straw. Ten minutes later they untied
her wrists. Jess cried and sobbed with the horrendous pain. Her whole body
seemed on fire.
"I am going to bath you now Jess, and we will give you some painkillers that we
found worked well with the girls. Unless you give us cause, this will be the
only beating you will get. However, we will still use your body for our pleasure
even if it is not for yours. I still intend to fuck you in any or all of your
three holes and if the girls want to use you for their pleasure then they will
do so. Any refusal will result in further punishment. Do you understand?" Almost
imperceptibly Jess nodded. Words would not have been heard through the sobs and
cries of pain.
Roger and Milly between them got Jess to the bathroom. Gee was already running
the water. Roger undressed and got in the bath and after making her kneel,
started gently sponging luke warm water over her tits. The water ran down and
soothed the welts across her front too. Gee did the same on her arse.
Jess's sobbing was a little quieter now but was still very audible. Roger stood
in the bath, his erect cock now level with Jess's face. Milly took hold of it
and held it to the woman's lips. "Here's a dummy, suck on it like a baby. You
know what they call them in the States don't you? Pacifiers. Perhaps it will
pacify you. Open up Jess. You know you have to." Slowly the lips parted and
Roger's prick went in. Gently he worked it back and forth not too sure she
wouldn't attempt to bite. She didn't. After the sexual high of the caning, it
wasn't long before Roger shot his load. He held Jess's head lightly but she
didn't try to pull away. She was more used to women's secretions but this was
the second time she'd tasted male spunk.
After they had dried her, Roger said, "Jess, I know it is painful for you to
move but we found with the others the muscles became very stiff if you didn't
move a little so we are going to the kitchen and you can help prepare our rather
late dinner. From now on you are our guest and will eat and sleep with us, but
you will also be our plaything and you will do everything you are told to do."
Jess found it very difficult to do anything. It hurt to stand, she couldn't sit
and she could only lie on her side for a short while without a tit or the end of
one of her arse welts touching a harder surface and causing her to yell. Milly
put creams on the worst places and took her to bed.
