Summer is around the corner and, as is my custom, I like to go top to bottom in our house. The winter weight duvets are put in the lovely, cool, basement airing cupboards. Summer weight curtains replace the insulating drapes we put up at the end of October. I even switch out the daily wear dishes for more floral, springy patterns.
Mady has been a huge help. She joined us last year and now knows where everything is. And, as elliot is prone to remark, in her shorter daytime skirts and hose, looks lovely atop a ladder putting up curtains. Her waist training is going well and in the evenings elliot laces her down to what she tells me is a comfortable 20 and a half inches. She has been laced to 18 and 1/2 but that really is just showing off. She looks lovely with her waist that tiny but it makes anything more serious than pouring wine and handing around hor d'oeuvres pretty much out of the question. I like my maid to work and work hard when she is on duty and while I insist she corsets, I don't insist on a Lady of Leisure waist. "Plenty of time for that when you are married and have a husband and maid of your own."
In the summer time I release elliot from his cock cage for a few months. When he is allowed to have Mady in celebration of her year in service, I suspect I will leave his delightful little cock unbound. Not so his scrotum. In fact, that will be the occasion on which the second ball stretcher will be added to the first. It will double the weight pressing down on his testicles at all times. The first stretcher has certainly stretched his sack with no deleterious effects. And prolonged chastity and a daily dose of Viagra has ensured that his testicles themselves are lovely and full. Not huge but a reasonable size for a man in his position.
I turned my mind to Mady's summer uniform. She's a pretty girl with a nice body. Pleasingly rounded but not terribly large breasts and nice, light pink, nipples. She has a pert bottom and keeps her pubic hair neatly trimmed and her pussy itself well waxed.
I called her to my sitting room and suggested that she summon elliot as well. When they were both there I had her, after she had made her curtsy, stand in front of me.
"Strip to you corsets Mady." I said expecting and receiving instant compliance. Mady has turned out to have a strong and very willing submissive side. She has told me that, if she has one complaint about her service it is that I am not strict enough.
She quickly took off her black skirt and sheer blouse. Then her lacy quarter cup bra and her smoky grey hose.
"Panties too, ma'am."
"Of course Mady. elliot won't be seeing anything he does not regularly taste will he?"
"No ma'am." she replied and hooked her thumbs in the waist band of her cotton panties and pulled them off. I could tell she was nicely aroused by her obedience which is just how I like it. I had my lovely dog heeling stick to hand and I touched the tip to her nipples which erected them quicker than a cool breeze. She stood, one hand covering her sex and the other behind her back. Still wonderfully modest which I appreciated. I touch the hand covering her sex.
"Proper presentation Mady."
Over the year she had been with us I had trained Mady to be, if the occasion warranted, a properly submissive girl. While I think Mady is, in fact, a natural dominant, every girl should know the basics of submission. Proper presentation while standing means hands behind your back and legs slightly apart. Mady adjusted her position.
"Much better, Mady. But I should not have had to tell you. Turn."
The heeling stick is a bit cruel even from a sitting position. Mady turned and was quickly corrected with six welts across her now quivering bottom. She didn't wimper or move from her position as I punished her. I was soon done.
I took the dog stick and ran it up her left thigh.
"A little further apart Mady."
She obeyed and exposed her pretty slit to the dog stick's tip. I began a gentle wrist rocking motion with the tip of the stick pressing up against her clit and catching on her little pink hood. From the corner of my eye I could see that, even in his cage, elliot was getting aroused.
"So, Mady, I have been thinking about your summer uniform."
"Yes ma'am."
"I am thinking a simple quarter cupped summer weight set of corsets for lingerie. No panties as they are so hot. Off duty you can wear some pretty cotton panties to keep elliot interested in his corner. For day I have decided on white cotton tunics and shirts. I am afraid they will be quite short but, if you are careful, quite modest. Sheer. If you are serving guests, you'll have a little skirt and a second tunic which will, to a degree, hide your nipples."
"That sounds lovely ma'am. So cool."
"I thought so." I said, "After five you'll switch to a black cotton corset and black sheer blouse with a longer, black or grey linen skirt. No hose and, of course, no panties."
"Yes, ma'am, thank you."
"Do you like my little dog stick?"
"Yes, ma'am. Where it is now, ma'am."
"Excellent. But enough fun for now. Have elliot service you later. You have work to do."
It is difficult to curtsy with a dog stick tickling your clit but Mady managed, picked up her clothing and retired.
"Enjoy yourself dear?" I asked elliot.
"Oh yes Hannah." he replied, "You just love teasing us don't you?"
"I must confess elliot, I do. I want you eager when it's time to take Mady."
"I don't think you need to worry too much about that." said elliot. "In this case doing what I am told is going to be delightful."
"Well I hope it is elliot. Because you are going to be giving her strokes on my direction pretty much all summer. I'd like Mady to stay with us for some time and, well, she's a young girl and talented as your tongue is, and tiny as your cock, the fact is she needs to be taken regularly. Call it summer fun for her. Not that you will be coming; but I want her to, a lot."
"Yes darling. I'll do my best." said elliot with a smile.
"Oh, I know you will."
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Showing posts with label caning the maid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label caning the maid. Show all posts
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Saturday, 26 December 2015
The Maid Learns a Lesson
As I write our lovely maid Mady has been paddled, whipped and locked up. You can read the details over at elliot's blog. She is standing in "the box" and will be there until I have elliot let her out to serve cocktails.
I admit I punished Mady fairly severely for a not terrifically major offence. I did so because I have learned quite a lot about disciplining people from training elliot. I made a lot of mistakes with elliot and the biggest one was to be "moderate". A quick spanking for a mild offence, a caning for the repetition of an offence, the bathbrush a matter of last resort.
Submissives, and Mady is very much a submissive despite having plenty of fun dominating elliot, need very clear boundaries. So do servants. I had told Mady not to try on my clothes without permission. She did anyway and so now she is spending the day in the dark and is, no doubt a sore and contrite young lady.
Up until now she really has not done anything which was directly disobedient and therefore I have had no occasion to discipline her. Now, however, I had a very good reason to punish her good and hard and, frankly, she will be all the better for it. (Plus I had her milk elliot while being whipped and that is another chore out of the way.)
Spare the rod and spoil the maid is elementary. In about six hours she will be very grateful to be let out and in no doubt as to my power and her need to obey absolutely.
Update: Of course, after an hour, I sent elliot off to let poor Mady out of the box. Pure sensory deprivation after an intense whipping is amazingly effective but, and it is a big but, most of its positive effects occur within the first hour or so. Beyond that you are beginning to enter deeper water and water where, while I will subject elliot to longer sessions, I don't want Mady to go...yet.
A very humble, disheveled maid came into my sitting room and knelt at my feet.
"I am truly sorry for touching your things without your permission ma'am. It will never happen again." was all Mady could say before being overtaken by sobs. I reached out my hand.
"Kiss my hand Mady then get up and clean yourself up. We'll say no more about it. But now you know that I can and will punish you and I am going to be more demanding in the New Year." I said meaning it.
"Yes ma'am."
I admit I punished Mady fairly severely for a not terrifically major offence. I did so because I have learned quite a lot about disciplining people from training elliot. I made a lot of mistakes with elliot and the biggest one was to be "moderate". A quick spanking for a mild offence, a caning for the repetition of an offence, the bathbrush a matter of last resort.
Submissives, and Mady is very much a submissive despite having plenty of fun dominating elliot, need very clear boundaries. So do servants. I had told Mady not to try on my clothes without permission. She did anyway and so now she is spending the day in the dark and is, no doubt a sore and contrite young lady.
Up until now she really has not done anything which was directly disobedient and therefore I have had no occasion to discipline her. Now, however, I had a very good reason to punish her good and hard and, frankly, she will be all the better for it. (Plus I had her milk elliot while being whipped and that is another chore out of the way.)
Spare the rod and spoil the maid is elementary. In about six hours she will be very grateful to be let out and in no doubt as to my power and her need to obey absolutely.
Update: Of course, after an hour, I sent elliot off to let poor Mady out of the box. Pure sensory deprivation after an intense whipping is amazingly effective but, and it is a big but, most of its positive effects occur within the first hour or so. Beyond that you are beginning to enter deeper water and water where, while I will subject elliot to longer sessions, I don't want Mady to go...yet.
A very humble, disheveled maid came into my sitting room and knelt at my feet.
"I am truly sorry for touching your things without your permission ma'am. It will never happen again." was all Mady could say before being overtaken by sobs. I reached out my hand.
"Kiss my hand Mady then get up and clean yourself up. We'll say no more about it. But now you know that I can and will punish you and I am going to be more demanding in the New Year." I said meaning it.
"Yes ma'am."
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Monday, 15 June 2015
Secrets
Well my silly husband has finally managed to tear himself away from business and move us along the story of Mady my maid's real introduction to my service. I don't want to give away too much of the story but suffice to say I decided she would indeed make her primary submission to me. I thought it made more sense.
One of the things I find I like best about having a ladies maid is that I finally have someone to tell secrets to. So, for example, when I decided that I would cane her I asked her if she had ever been caned before. It turned out she hadn't and was a bit apprehensive.
"Well Mady, this will not be a disciplinary caning so only a few strokes will be even a little severe." I said one evening before the initiation ceremony as Mady knelt to fasten the back tab of my stocking. "Lift up your skirt and bend over the chaise and I will give you a few strokes so you can know what to expect."
Mady instantly complied and I saw her lovely pink bottom beneath her quite sheer panties.
"Do you require my panties down Madam?" she asked with a little tremble in her voice.
"Oh, I don't think those will provide much protection but they will protect your skin a little. Ready?"
"Yes Ma'am."
I swung the cane with about a quarter my regular force. A little line appeared on her bottom. "Now, Mady, when I cane you during the ceremony it will be much harder but you will have had a through spanking immediately before hand. A good spanking dulls the nerves quite a lot and I suspect my caning will not hurt much more than this next stroke does."
I increased my back swing and put a little wrist into it.
"Oh Madam." said Mady reflexively rubbing her bottom.
"We'll have none of that Mady." I said mentally making a not to have elliot hold her wrists for her real caning. "Can you cry Mady?"
"Sometimes Madam."
"No, I mean can you work yourself up so that you make yourself cry?"
"Well, yes, sort of. I am not very good at it."
"Then practice with this next stroke." I added a bit more force and was rewarded with a yelp.
"No, Mady. Take that vocalization and force it into tears. Try again."
It took too more strokes and Mady was soaking the chaise with her tears. Far more than my whipping had caused.
"Excellent Mady. Dry your eyes. That really was very good and just what I want."
"You like making me cry?" asked Mady a bit taken aback.
"Not at all Mady. But I know my darling husband and when he sees you cry as I whip you he will immediately and permanently want to protect you. Which is exactly how I want him to feel about you."
Recognition glimmered and Mady threw herself at my feet. "Thank you Madam, you really do want what's best for me."
"Very much, Mady, very much."
One of the things I find I like best about having a ladies maid is that I finally have someone to tell secrets to. So, for example, when I decided that I would cane her I asked her if she had ever been caned before. It turned out she hadn't and was a bit apprehensive.
"Well Mady, this will not be a disciplinary caning so only a few strokes will be even a little severe." I said one evening before the initiation ceremony as Mady knelt to fasten the back tab of my stocking. "Lift up your skirt and bend over the chaise and I will give you a few strokes so you can know what to expect."
Mady instantly complied and I saw her lovely pink bottom beneath her quite sheer panties.
"Do you require my panties down Madam?" she asked with a little tremble in her voice.
"Oh, I don't think those will provide much protection but they will protect your skin a little. Ready?"
"Yes Ma'am."
I swung the cane with about a quarter my regular force. A little line appeared on her bottom. "Now, Mady, when I cane you during the ceremony it will be much harder but you will have had a through spanking immediately before hand. A good spanking dulls the nerves quite a lot and I suspect my caning will not hurt much more than this next stroke does."
I increased my back swing and put a little wrist into it.
"Oh Madam." said Mady reflexively rubbing her bottom.
"We'll have none of that Mady." I said mentally making a not to have elliot hold her wrists for her real caning. "Can you cry Mady?"
"Sometimes Madam."
"No, I mean can you work yourself up so that you make yourself cry?"
"Well, yes, sort of. I am not very good at it."
"Then practice with this next stroke." I added a bit more force and was rewarded with a yelp.
"No, Mady. Take that vocalization and force it into tears. Try again."
It took too more strokes and Mady was soaking the chaise with her tears. Far more than my whipping had caused.
"Excellent Mady. Dry your eyes. That really was very good and just what I want."
"You like making me cry?" asked Mady a bit taken aback.
"Not at all Mady. But I know my darling husband and when he sees you cry as I whip you he will immediately and permanently want to protect you. Which is exactly how I want him to feel about you."
Recognition glimmered and Mady threw herself at my feet. "Thank you Madam, you really do want what's best for me."
"Very much, Mady, very much."
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The Art of the Maid Dominant Woman Feminine Superiority in Art Obedient Husband Female Led Marriage for Loving Couples |
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