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9 - Saturday Late Afternoon
It was still dark in her room when Maddie
woke up from her nap. She had no idea how long she had slept
after her ordeal in the lunchroom. She ran a tentative hand
over her backside. The memory of her punishment sent sparkles
of arousal through her body. There was certainly nothing sexy
about it at the time, but now… She remembered how Master
Stephen had held her by the hair and dragged her across the
room; how he had taken control of her so completely. Her backside
was still a bit tender, but not bad. She let her mind float
for a few minutes. There really was only one way for her to
pass the time until someone came for her. She rolled over
onto her back and felt the cold steel rings on her cuffs caress
her belly as she slowly brought her hand up to her breasts.
She let the steel rings draw a slow chill line over the sensitive
skin of her cleavage. Her nipples puckered up as she passed
the palm of her hand across the tips. Her other hand ventured
down. The cuffs really were proving very helpful. She shifted
her body slightly so that she could reach further between
her legs. Now she needed an image.
She cast her mind back to lunch; the kitchen
maid with the spiky hair that had licked her breasts. The
stable hand with the erection; she remembered taking him into
her mouth and the great feeling of power knowing she excited
him. She enjoyed the image for a while as opened her mouth
wide running her tongue around her teeth. She parted her folds
and tested her wetness. Then she remembered the fellow that
brought his mouth so close to hers. Oh, he had smelled so
wonderful. She could almost feel the tip of his tongue on
her lips. Her cuffs rubbed against her clit. She pinched her
nipples feeding just a little bit of pain into her pleasure.
Then she found the right fantasy; kneeling
in front of the stable master as he extended his power over
her. She held onto the image and rubbed faster. She remembered
how hot she felt, she remembered his eyes, the depth of his
liquid voice. She felt the energy building in her belly. She
pinched her other nipple, digging her fingers into her cunt
and keeping the hard cuff squarely on her clit. Her passion
was rising as she relived the experience. She remembered him
lifting his hand towards her throat.
She took control of the memory, changing
it, warping it. She imagined him actually grabbing her by
the throat, dashing the hated dish from her hands and lifting
her to her feet. She imagined his big powerful hands on her
body as he ripped through the lacings of the corset. She plunged
her fingers deeply inside herself reaching for that sweet
spot. The muscles of her thighs contracted as her fantasy
continued. He swept the table clear and flipped her over onto
her belly pushing her face into the tablecloth; taking her
from behind, overwhelming her, claiming her. She could feel
herself cresting. She pinched her nipples again, harder this
time. Then the image changed. It was Master Stephen now, his
big strong hand smacking her backside, and then taking her
hard and violently. Her muscles tightened and she cried out
as her release exploded. She gripped her breast hard and drove
her fingers deep into her cunt, relishing the sensations as
they swept through her.
She held tight until the vibrations dissipated
and then she let herself drift off to sleep again.
The lights blazed on waking her from her
doze. Her thighs were cramped so she stretched carefully.
The door opened and Claire and Stephanie came in. Maddie sat
up in bed pulling the quilts up.
“Well Madelyn, it seems like rules
only have to be followed when you are being watched eh? And
you were doing so well.” Claire stood with her arms
crossed by the door as Stephanie started to arrange the lacings
of Maddie’s training suit. Maddie wasn’t sure
what rule Claire was referring to.
“What are you talking…”
Then she remembered. She had been forbidden to touch herself
for her own pleasure. Her body was for Ian’s enjoyment.
She let the coverings fall away. Her shock must have shown
on her face because Claire nodded.
“Yes, now you remember. Well, it’s
not enough to have you expelled but you will be punished for
this and measures will be taken to ensure it does not happen
again.”
Maddie felt her blood run cold. She didn’t
want to be hit again. “What will happen to me?”
“Actually, it will be more of what
will not happen to you. Come on, get into your suit. It’s
almost time.” Claire left Stephanie to help Madelyn
into suit.
When Maddie was laced into her corset, Stephanie
wrapped a short skirt around her waist and threw a lovely
heavy blue velvet cloak over her shoulders. Maddie was led
downstairs and outside. The rosy tint to the sky told her
it was now late in the afternoon. The few leaves left on the
trees were painted a brilliant red by the setting sun. As
they crossed the quad towards the main house the cold air
kissed Maddie’s cheeks and she was grateful for the
warm cloak. Once inside Stephanie hung Maddie’s cloak
by the door and took her into the library.
The three fireplaces all blazed brightly,
and the room was cozy and warm. Claire was having a quiet
word with Master Stephen and Ian when Maddie was brought in.
Stephanie took her over to a corner where she could watch
the whole room.
“Down, Maddie.”
Madelyn sank to her knees on a small cushion
as Stephanie brought out the bells and clipped them to Maddie’s
wrist cuffs. “You’re going to be here a while,
so get comfortable. You know the drill, stay still. We don’t
want to hear your bells.” With that Stephanie moved
off to tend the bar.
Madelyn looked at Ian. He glanced over to her, his face a
mask of emotion. He seemed to be arguing with Master Stephen.
Madelyn recognized his body language, hands on his hips, his
head tilted to the left. He wasn’t happy that was for
sure. Madelyn felt the grip of distress in her belly. She
still didn’t know what her punishment was going to be.
Ian took a long look at her, turned back to Stephen and nodded.
Stephen gave him a companionable clap on the back and they
moved towards the chairs gathered around the central fireplace.
It was then Maddie noticed the others in the room and understood
what her penalty was.
Andrew and Justin were already sitting in
their chairs. Susan and Elaine dressed in elaborately embroidered
dirndls were kneeling at their side. Alexis brought a drink
to Ian; she knelt and offered the glass. Madelyn felt the
blood drain from her face. How was she to endure this? She
would have to sit here, still as a stone; and watch as Alexis
served Ian in her place. She cursed herself for her failure
and recanted on her desire not to be hit again. A spanking
would be much preferable to this. Her nails dug small crescents
into her thighs, the extent of the movement she could make
without ringing her bells.
The evening dragged on. Susan and Elaine
were totally lovely in their uniforms, their make up and hair
elegantly done. Maddie watched in bitter silence, noting every
small flaw, every instance their timing was the least bit
off, but she watched Alexis even more. Hate warring with envy.
Finally, Alexis caught her eye. Madelyn was astonished to
see the regret and sadness in her face as she silently mouthed
‘I’m sorry’.
Madelyn felt hot tears trickle down her cheeks.
It was not Alexis’ fault she had broken the rules. The
girl had done nothing to deserve Maddie’s hatred and
anger. She now added guilt to her morass of self-pity.
Finally the men got up to go into dinner.
Andrew took Susan into his arms and kissed her deeply, his
hands wrapping around her slight frame. Justin as well embraced
Elaine, bright smiles of pride and contentment on their faces.
Maddie closed her eyes, not bearing to watch their happiness.
“Well Maddie?”
Madelyn opened her eyes to see Ian standing
in front of her. He crouched down to look her in the face.
“I’m sorry, Ian! I forgot the
rule! I feel so terrible!” Madelyn was crying, tears
running down her face.
Ian held her by the chin and searched her
face for a long while. Finally, he said, “Don’t
do it again! I want you by my side, not Alexis! Understand?”
Maddie took a deep breath, holding her hands
still so as not to let the bells ring. “Yes Ian, I understand.
I’m sorry. I’ll do better.”
“Good. Now, you’re forgiven.”
He unclipped the bells from her cuffs. “Up you get.”
Ian helped Maddie get to her feet. She was
feeling pretty stiff from holding posture for so long. He
held her close and kissed her. “I miss you Maddie.”
He whispered into her ear as Stephanie came to lead her and
the other ladies back to the coach house.
There was a dinner set out for them in the
sitting room where they had congregated the night before.
Maddie was given a soft bathrobe to wear over her training
suit.
“You’re on your own tonight ladies.
Have a good dinner. I’ll be back later to take you up
to bed.” As soon as Stephanie left the room Elaine turned
to Madelyn and took her into her generous scented embrace.
“Oh, Maddie! You poor dear! That must
have been absolutely awful!” Susan joined the hug. Madelyn
felt all the anger and bitterness drain away. She cried and
they held her. Then they were all crying. Pretty soon they
were all laughing, the stress of the day purged by the closeness
they now felt.
They ate and talked and drank, sharing experiences
and recognizing each other as sisters. Many hours passed before
Stephanie re-appeared.
After Maddie had done her nightly ablutions,
she snuggled into bed waiting for the lights to go off. To
her surprise, Claire came in.
“Well, you’ve had a big day.
Now as promised, we will take measures to ensure you are not
tempted to break discipline again!” Claire went to unlock
the chest Stephanie had left in the room earlier in the morning.
She removed a length of chain and approached the bed. Maddie
felt her breath quicken and her belly clench. What was she
going to do with that?
“Ok, give me your hands, Maddie.”
Madelyn tentatively produced her hands, her cuffs still locked
on her wrists. Claire attached one end of the chain to Maddie’s
right wrist, through a ring on the headboard of the bed and
then attached the other end of the chain to Maddie's other
wrist. Her hands could move a fair amount and independently,
but they couldn’t reach down past her shoulders.
“There. That’ll do. If you need
to get up to use the washroom, give a shout and someone will
come. This shouldn’t interfere with your sleeping, and
there’s not enough chain to strangle you in the night,
but you will not be tempted to break discipline! Don’t
look so devastated Maddie! It’s not so bad. I’ve
slept like this plenty of times! You could, of course, take
the chain off. It’s not locked. But that would be the
same as asking to leave. And in case you haven’t figured
it out yet…we do monitor you at night. Sleep well!”
With that she re-locked the box and left.
A few minutes later the lights went out. Maddie found the
chains completely erotic. Her belly was burning. She ran her
hands back and forth listening to the sound of the chains.
She really wanted to touch herself, especially now she couldn’t,
but there was no way. Not that she would seriously consider
breaking that discipline again even if she could, but it was
difficult to get to sleep, her body a mass of energy, without
her customary soporific! She finally got comfortable and eventually
dropped off to sleep; her dreams a vivid collage of images.
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