Maid Elizabeth

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Maid Elizabeth Part 2

Fearing she would be late, Elizabeth rushed down the stairs and gathered herself at my closed office door. She gently knocked on the door and waited.

“Come in Elizabeth” I said as Kat and I examined a pending contract.

Without looking, I told her to stand in front of the desk and that I would be with her in a moment.

As we finished our discussion Kat got up and said that she would be in her office, if I needed anything. I continued to look through some papers as Elizabeth stood uneasily in front of my desk.

I looked up to see my new toy standing with her hands clasped covering her freshly denuded sex.

“What do you think you are doing?” I asked gruffly.

“Sir?” the girl stammered.

“I said, what do you think you are doing by attempting to cover yourself? Modesty is a privilege that you have not been granted. Whenever your hands are not otherwise occupied you will stand at attention with them clasped behind you. Is that clear?”

Quickly adjusting her hand position, Elizabeth replied “I’m sorry Sir.”

I rose and walked around the front of my desk and surveyed the naked young woman before me. Her petite body was even more of a vision than I had remembered from last night. I reached out and cupped her firm mounds that still showed a slight glow from last nights strapping. She winced as I captured her nipples between my thumb and forefinger of each hand.

“Are your nipples sore?”

“Yes sir, a little” she said with an almost apologetic tone.

“They should be, they have never experienced any treatment like last night. Just remember that as your training progresses they will receive much worse treatment.”

She gasped “Yes sir”, as I tightened my grip to emphasize my point.

I then released her right tit and slid my hand lightly down her flat stomach, leaving a path of goose bumps behind it. I felt a tremble go thru her body as my hand slid down to where her sparse pubic hair had formerly resided.

“Very nice”, I smiled, “you will keep yourself this smooth at all times. If I ever feel any stubble, I will consider it a direct refusal of my orders and you will be punished accordingly. Yesterday you questioned my commands several times and received mild punishment.”

Elizabeth swallowed the lump in her throat as she thought of 40 strokes with a belt as being a mild punishment

“As they say, today is a new day and failure to comply with my orders will be handled much more harshly.” I said as I slid my middle finger down her slit.

“Spread you legs girl”, I ordered and she unsteadily shuffled her feet apart.

She went up on her tiptoes as I slid my middle finger inside of her and thrust upward.

I leaned forward with my face just inches from hers. “Also remember that you are not allowed to cum or even touch yourself without my permission. “Do you understand?” I asked, tugging upward with my finger for emphasis.

“Yes sir” she gasped as I released the pressure on her sex and slid my finger out.

“On your knees”, I commanded

Elizabeth immediately sank to her knees, her beautiful green eyes peering up at me as I drug the finger that had previously been inside of her, lightly across her lips.

“Clean your juices off my finger”

I could see a split second of revulsion in her eyes, but remembering the warning that she had just been given, she engulfed the digit and begin swirling her tongue to clean it thoroughly.

I pulled my finger out of her mouth, unzipped the fly of my slacks and my member quickly replaced it in her mouth.

“O fuck”, I mumbled to myself as she effortlessly slid my cock down her throat and began to bob her head up and down so slowly that it was almost painful. I reached back with my hands and braced myself against the edge of my desk as she picked up the pace.

Elizabeth moaned continuously as she sucked and the vibrations from her moans seemed to travel straight to my balls. In a matter of minutes, I felt the tightening and the sudden release as I shot a load of my seed directly down her gullet. Elizabeth continued to gently suck and bath my cock as I regained my senses. I looked down to see Elizabeth with my cock still in her mouth and her eyes dancing. She was obviously quite proud of herself as she looked up at me like a puppy waiting for a pat on the head.

I had to admit, to myself, that she was a talented little cock sucker. However, at this point in her training a little humility would do her good. I wanted her to feel that she always needed to strive to do better at whatever task she was given. So, I simply returned my cock to my trousers, zipped up and returned to my chair. I opened another file and without looking at her and said.

“Go have Katherine start you on your household duties. Her office is the door across the hall.”

Elizabeth, still kneeling on the floor, was startled out of her blissful sense of accomplishment. Had she done something wrong? Why was her new master net pleased with her? Crestfallen and fighting back tears, she got to her feet and left the room, still wondering what she had done.

After composing herself for a moment outside of Kat’s office she knocked on the door and entered when permission is granted.

Kat looked up from her computer monitor and noticed the puffiness of the girl’s eyes.

With a wry smile, Kat mocked her. “What’s the matter, did we get our little feelings hurt?”

Elizabeth pulled herself together, determined not to let Kat see her cry. “No miss, I’m fine. Master told me to see you about my duties for the day.”

“Very well, at the top of the stairs you will find a closet with cleaning supplies. You will clean the master bedroom and bath. I will be up to check on you at 11:00 and everything had better be spotless.”

From Kat’s tone the girl was sure that she didn’t want to know the repercussions of everything not being perfect.

As Elizabeth turned to leave the office, Kat stopped her. “Wait, I think earlier this morning I promised you a plug for that tight little asshole of yours. Well, let’s see if we can’t get you fixed up.”

Elizabeth felt her heart race as Kat pulled the plug from her bottom desk drawer. It appeared to be made of black hard rubber and was about 4” long and 1-1/2” around at its widest point. The enema tip had caused her pain this morning; she knew that this larger object would be much worse.

Walking around to the front of her desk, Kat feigned disappointment. “I’m sorry girl, I don’t have any lube at the moment. I guess we’ll just have to use your saliva.”

Kat smiled as she stuffed the plug in Elizabeth’s mouth and began to work it in and out. She taunted the maid with her best little girl voice, “You’d better get it nice and wet so it does it does hurt her little bum hole.”

Kat yanked the plug out of the girls mouth as her voice instantly turned cruel, “Bend over, bitch, hands on knees.”

Kat then walked around behind Elizabeth and began to shove the intruder into the girl’s anal cavity.

Elizabeth’s voice rose in pitch as the ever widening taper of the plug began to expand her asshole. “Please Miss, please go slow.” She pleaded.

With the plug half way in, Kat told Elizabeth. “OK, we’ll stop for a moment.”

Elizabeth was breathing deeply trying to relax with sweat dripping from her brow. When, with cruel glint in her eye, Kat slammed the base of the plug with the heel of her hand, driving it home with one blow.

“AAAUUUGGGHHH” Elizabeth screamed as she fell to her knees, grasping between her legs in agony. She felt like she had been ripped in two.

As the girl knelt gasping on the floor, Kat returned to her chair and with a cheerful tone stated, “There, that wasn’t so bad was it? Now get up and go do as you were told.”

It took the girl a couple of minutes to regain strength enough to get on her feet. By that time, Kat had gone back to work on her computer and didn’t even look up as Elizabeth unsteadily left the room.

Elizabeth climbed the stairs, trying to adjust to the fullness in her rectum.  She gathered the cleaning supplies and set about her tasks. After a while the screaming pain in her ass receded to a dull ache, as she busied herself. She made the bed with fresh linens and blushed when she noticed the stain where her master’s seed had leaked from her during the night. All the while, she tried to sort out her feelings about her new life, the bitch down stairs and particularly her master’s recent rejection of her.

As she dusted the bedroom she began trying to put together a picture of who her new master really was. She noticed that all of the furniture was understated, but of very high quality. She founds several awards and plaques from various civic and charitable organizations setting around. Seeing them seemed to give her a strange sense of reassurance and pride. The man she has given herself to was, obviously, a man of quality and stature in the community. She resolved that she will make herself worthy of such a man and please him at every opportunity.

Also while cleaning the bedroom, Elizabeth noticed a picture of her master and a beautiful young women. The picture appeared to have been taken at some type of event, as both are dressed in formal wear. She felt a pang of jealousy as she pondered who this woman is and wondered if she was still involved with Master.

Realizing that her allotted time is slipping away, Elizabeth gathered her cleaning supplies and headed into the bathroom. As she closed the bathroom door, she saw herself in the full length mirror that was attached to the back of the door. She couldn’t help but smile at how silly she looked, completely naked except for a pair of black pumps and yellow cleaning gloves. She also saw her naked sex in the mirror for the first time since she was 12. It made her feel like a child and yet sexy at the same time.

As she cleaned each item in the bathroom, she recalled each indignity that she had suffered earlier that morning. The tub where the course scrub brush seemed to peel her skin away. The floor where she, on her hands and knees, received her first enema. Her next task was to disinfect the toilet where she first tasted a female sex and was finally allowed to release the enema. All of the memories were quickly getting the girls sex in a highly aroused state. She so wanted to roll on her back on the cool tile floor, splay her legs apart and strum her swollen clit to orgasm.

Just as Elizabeth was about to succumb to temptation, Katherine stepped into the bathroom to check on hers charge’s progress.

“About done?” Kat asked, standing at the bathroom door with the riding quirt in hand.

“Yes Miss” Elizabeth answered confidently, as she gathered her cleaning supplies.

“Well we’ll see about that. Follow me.”

Touring about the bedroom with the young maid in tow, Kat looked over the room for any dirt or dust. She ran her finger over every piece of furniture and checked each corner and crevice looking for any reason to chastise the new maid. Unable to fine anything out of order, Kat simply stated, “Adequate” and headed back towards the bath.

Kat again examined every surface for dirt or soap scum, but was unable to find any.

Stopping in front of the toilet, Kat asked, “Did you thoroughly disinfect this?”

“Yes Miss”, the girl quickly replied.

“I’m not so sure, prove it to me.”

“Miss?” Elizabeth replied, not knowing what she can do to prove the cleanliness of the bowl.

“On your knees girl”, Kat ordered, grabbing her hair and forcing her to the floor.

“Lick the toilet seat”, Katherine commanded.

“No” Elizabeth responded reflexively.

“WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME SLUT?” Kat screamed her face only inches from Elizabeth’s. “DID YOU SAY NO TO ME.? WE’LL SEE ABOUT THAT.”

A vicious torrent of lashes rained down on the girl as she twisted on the floor trying to cover up one part, but only succeeding in exposing another unmarked portion of her flesh to the quirt. As the lashes continued, Elizabeth begged for mercy.

SLASH!

“PLEASE  MISS”, the girl screamed as the quirt cuts across the backs of her thighs.

SLASH!

“ OOOOGODDD, PLEASE MISS, PLEASE STOP!!” Elizabeth pleaded as this lash lands squarely on her left tit.

SLASH!

“PLEASE DON’T HIT ME ANYMORE, I’LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT, JUST DON’T HIT ME ANYMORE,” Elizabeth begged, her resistance completely broken.

“OK SLUT, THEN GET UP THERE AND DO AS YOU WERE TOLD.” Kat panted as she gave the girl a kick in the side for emphasis.

With tears streaking down her face, Elizabeth got back up to her hands and knees and crawled to the toilet. Burning with humiliation and revulsion, she lightly dabbed her tongue on the seat.

Infuriated, Kat grabbed the girl’s hair and forced her face down on the seat. “I said lick it. You said that you cleaned it thoroughly, you should have no problem licking it, or would you prefer a few more lashes?”

Knowing she had no choice, she began to run her tongue around the full circumference of the seat. Katherine then yanked the girls head out of the way, raised the seat and ordered her the lick the rim.

“That’s right girl, lick that rim all of the way around. Be sure to run your tongue underneath it too. I’m sure that when all of that water from your enema blew out, some of it must have splashed up under there. I sure hope you scrubbed under there well.”

Fighting back the urge to vomit, Elizabeth licked under the rim as well, thankfully, tasting only the antiseptic flavor of the bowl cleaner. Katherine then pulled the girls head back out of the bowl and sneered at her.

“Well it looks like you got it clean, or at least, you’ll know to get it clean next time. Now get downstairs. The kitchen is at the bottom of the stairs and to the left. Fix two salads and some fresh fruit and bring them to your Masters office,” Kat said while catching her breath and straightening her hair in the mirror

“Yes miss”, Elizabeth said as she scrambled to her feet and headed to find the kitchen. As she descended the stairs, the burn of humiliation hurt her more than the plug in her ass or the fresh welts that covered her body.

Elizabeth fumed to herself. “Master never told me that that bitch would be in charge of me most of the time. I agreed to be his slave, not hers.” Still the memory of the previous night’s submission to her Master glowed in her heart and she resolved to herself to do whatever it takes to please him.

Elizabeth found the kitchen and quickly assembled the salads, cut some fresh fruit and hurried to my office. She knocked and waited with her tray to be granted permission to enter.

“Come in Elizabeth”, I said as I cleared a spot on my desk top for lunch.

As the maid approached, I noticed the red marks scattered across her body.

“What has happened to you?”

“She….” Kat started to answer, but was stopped by my raised finger.

“Go ahead Elizabeth, why are you covered with lash marks?”

Elizabeth replied with her head bowed, “I refused an order from Miss Kat, Sir.”

“What order did you refuse?”

“Miss Katherine told me to lick the toilet seat, Sir.” Elizabeth fumed.

“She ordered you to lick the toilet seat?” I stated as I shot an angry glance directed at Kat.

I was infuriated with Kat. It’s was starting all over again, even though she swore to me it wouldn’t.  She knew that her job was to simply see that the domestic chores are done. The training of Elizabeth as a slave was my role. Yet if I allowed her to disobey an order it would cause further problems down the road.

“Did I not tell you that you are to do as Miss Katherine orders you?” I asked.

“Yes Sir, but…” The girl stammered.

“But nothing! Your role in this house is to do exactly as you are told. Is that clear?” I said letting my voice rise slightly for effect.

“Yes Sir, I’m sorry Sir.” She replied as her emotions transformed from anger to shame.

“You will be! Tonight I will punish you further for today’s insolence. Now take that food away. I have lost my appetite. You may eat one of the salads in the kitchen and then go upstairs and enter the second door on the right. In the corner you will find a collar attached by chain to the wall. Put the collar on and clasp the lock. I will be up to get you this evening. While you are there, I want you to seriously consider your role in my home.

“Yes Sir”, the girl replied and turned and rushed out of the room fighting back a flood of tears.

Turning to Kat, I snarled “What the hell do you think you’re doing!”

Kat replied with her best attempt at an innocent look. “I was just making sure that she understood how important it is to get everything clean and sanitary in your home.”

“Oh I’m sure that was your first concern,” I said incredulously. “And I’m sure that you found some time, this morning, to make sure that her tongue kept your twat clean and sanitary also.”

With the look of kid who has gotten caught with their hand in the cookie jar, Kat answered, “Well maybe we found time for a quickie.”

“Damn it Kat, I’m not going to let this shit happen again. You destroyed Maria, your not going to do the same to this girl.”

Kat felt the blood drain from her face at the mention of Maria. She knew that I still felt a lot of anger over what Kat had done to her.

“I’m sorry,” Kat pleaded “I let myself get out of hand.”

“Yes you did and you’re going to pay the price for your loss of control. Go get that quirt that you so love to wield and get back here immediately.”

Kat left and returned with the implement in hand and fear in her eyes.

Taking the quirt from her hand, I instructed her to remove her skirt and panties.  I then led her over to a straight back wooden chair in the corner.

“I believe you know the position.”

Sullenly nodding her head, Kat bent at the waist and rested her forearms on the seat and gripped the uprights. I flipped the tail of her blouse over her back and uncovered the milky white ass beneath it.

“How many times do you think you hit Elizabeth with this?” I asked tapping the strap against her cheeks lightly.

“I don’t know, maybe 4 or 5.” Kat replied to smugly for her own good.

CRACK!!! I brought the strap down with full force.

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH, Kat screamed, not prepared for the blow.

“No, I think that there was more than that. Care to change your count?” I asked.

“Sir, it was probably more like 10.” She hissed as the pain radiates out from the sight of the blow.

“I think, from the marks on her body, that’s about right”, I said as I drew back my arm.

CRACK!!!

CRACK!!!

CRACK!!!

As each slash landed on her ass and each scream erupted from her mouth, I thought more and more about my beautiful Maria.

CRACK!!!

CRACK!!!

CRACK!!!

I continued to rain down the blows on Katherine’s ass as tears welled up in my eyes. All I could see is Maria lying in the hospital bed, clinging to life.

CRACK!!!

CRACK!!!

CRACK!!!

Anger surging through body, I remembered the morning that I returned to the hospital and found that Maria had somehow managed to get dressed and leave during the night. I never saw her again.

I gripped the strap and swung down on Kat’s ass with all my might.

CCCRRRAAAACCCKKK!!!

“AAAAUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHH”, Kat screamed and collapsed to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

Standing over her, I trembled in rage. I then dropped the whip and fell back into a nearby chair. Seeing her skirt and panties laying of the arm of the chair, I tossed them at her and quietly said, “Get out”

In disbelief Katherine asked,” What?”

“I SAID GET OUT”, I yelled at the prostrate body sobbing in front of me. “YOU WILL RECEIVE YOUR SEVERACNE CHECK IN THE MAIL. GET DRESSED. GATHER YOUR THINGS AND DON’T EVER LET ME LAY EYES ON YOU AGAIN!

I leaned back in the chair and gathered my emotions as Katherine grabbed her skirt and panties and scrambled out of the room. A few minutes later I heard the front door slam and knew that Katherine, my assistant of many years, was gone. I didn’t intend for it to work out this way, but I knew that was how it had to be.

Setting in the chair, I began to think about how I was going to proceed with Elizabeth now. The steady progression I had planned for her training had been thrown into disarray.