Spanking the Maid

tumblr_m3xsha7KId1qfbon7o1_500We sat down in my study, Hannah in the comfortable black leather armchair before the fireplace, I on a matching sofa with a long, low hassock in front of it. Mady’s employment contract and Indenture were on my desk.

“Ready?” asked Hannah.

“Yes, very much so.” I replied. Hannah reached for her little bell and rang it. Mady appeared with coffee on a silver tray. She set the coffee on the side table and curtsied.

“So, Mady,” began Hannah, “Your probation ended today and we would like your to work for us and give your loyalty and obedience to our House.”

“Yes, Madam.”

“You have read the employment contract and the Indenture?”

“Yes Madam.”

“And you agree to our terms? And you are willing to sign and swear your Indenture?” asked Hannah gently.

“Yes Madam”

“Do you have any questions?” asked Hannah in a soft voice. Mady shook her head. “Well then, let’s get on with it. Elliot, show Mady where to sign.”

I walked Mady to my desk and went through the papers. She signed as expected and I countersigned the employment contract. The Indenture, however, was between the Head of the House and her servant and I took the signed document to Hannah.

“Now, Mady, your first oath will be taken on your knees to me.” said Hannah. “Then, tomorrow, we’ve arranged for you to make this same oath before God at our Church tomorrow afternoon.”

Mady knelt before Hannah and read the short promise which I held before her. I cannot quote the words as it is private but she undertook to be Hannah’s handmaiden and to obey all Hannah’s orders and to be loyal, obedient and chaste for the period of her Indenture. She asked for God’s help to make her obey her liege lady and to accept her position as Hannah’s bondswoman. I held our Bible and Mady swore her oath to Hannah and to God.

Yes, I know,all very feudal and not in the least enforceable in a Court of Law; but for Mady and for Hannah, and for me as witness, it was solemn and absolutely binding.

Then Hannah put her hand on our Bible and swore to guide, discipline and lead Mady in the fulfilment of her solemn pledge and that our House would shelter her, feed her, clothe her and nurse her when she was ill and to direct her spiritual and moral life in her best interests.

“Done. Now Mady I would like you to roll up your skirt and pull your panties to your stockings tops and lie across Elliot’s lap for your first spanking.”

“Yes Madam.” Mady stood and, still facing Hannah rolled up the skirt of her uniform to her waist. She was wearing sheer black satin tap panties which she left in place until she had positioned herself to come across my lap. Only then did Mady lower her panties and lie across my thighs.

It had been years since I spanked a girl. Not something which comes to a man in my position very often. I looked at Hannah.

“Go ahead dear. I’ve told Mady that you are rather good at warming a girl’s bottom and I should know.”

I began. Gingerly at first but soon I got into the delightful rhythm of a good hard spanking. I like to start by going side to side but once I have my pace I will focus on first one cheek than the other for four or five slap. Mady had lovely white, smooth skin which went a pretty pink before darkening to the scarlet I knew Hannah expected. She initially lay quite still but as my pace increased and her bottom reddened she began to wiggle and kick her legs a bit. Gusts of the scent I knew so well from my corner began to distract me as Mady grew more excited the harder I spanked her. I simply kept going. Hannah would decide when Mady had been spanked long enough. Just as my arm began to tire I heard Hannah.

“Perfect. Darling you have lost none of your vigor. But now Mady needs to get up on the hassock on her hands and knees.”

This was, I admit, a bit of a surprise. However, I released Mady and she did what she was told keeping her skirts well up and displaying her now bright red bottom to its full advantage.

“Mady, you said to me that you would like to make your submission to me in particular and I think that is an excellent idea. So we’ll begin with twelve strokes of my little rattan cane.”

“Yes, Madam.”

“Perhaps, Elliot, you might hold Mady’s wrists to steady her.”

I did what I was told and very quickly Hannah set to work with her cane. I know that Hannah has caned me harder but, to be fair, she spared Mady very little of the cane’s biting force. After three strokes I could see tears forming in Mady’s pretty blue eyes and after six she was whimpering and her tears had begun to fall. At nine she was trying to pull away and the last two strokes, delivered at nearly full force pushed her over the edge and she began to bawl.

And then it was over.

“Mady, a good cry is a very good start for a handmaiden. Here’s a tissue. You can stay in your position until you have recovered sufficiently for us to move on to the next step in your submission. But you have done very well and I am very proud of you.”

“Thank you Madam.” Mady blubbed.

Hannah and I sat down to our coffee with the darling girl quaking in tears on our hassock a foot away from us, skirts over her hips, looking at Hannah, the Lady of the House, in wonder.

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Initiation

5163bbdfa8c2ed931730c0192723387aWe had cocktails and a lovely, light bit of sole with just a little lemon and a few green beans. “I want you wide awake and just a little hungry for tonight’s activities. Here is a little more Viagra” said Hannah as Mady served the first course. “Take it now and you should be nice and hard for the ceremony.  Which will make it easier for Mady.”

Hannah looked lovely. She was wearing a very fitted cocktail dress. Her beautiful white shoulders were bare and the skirt of the dress flared out from its cinched waist in a froth of tulle. If I had to bet, Hannah was just as tightly corseted as Mady. She sat very straight which is usually an indication of serious foundations.

“Yes Darling.” was all I could say.  I had been hard pretty much since I had corseted and dressed Mady earlier in the afternoon.

“And, Mady.”

Mady dropped a deep curtsey, “Yes Ma’am.”

“You’ve read the documents you will sign and swear to.”

“Yes Ma’am. Very carefully.”

“Do you agree to my terms?”

“With all my heart, Madam. After this month I cannot imagine anything I would rather do than be your servant. And, Sir’s as well.”

“Excellent. We will ring for you in the study.”

“Very good Madam. I will be waiting.” Mady curtseying to the floor.

“So darling, I am going to have a maid and you, I am afraid, are going to have to serve two women at least part of the time.” said Hannah with a laugh. “Think you can handle it?”

I hesitated before answering. I had been thinking about just that. For years I had served and loved Hannah. The service arose from the love and seemed the most natural thing in the world. Mady was an entirely different story. If I served her it was because of the power of her femininity. The fact she was a beautiful, young, woman. And because Hannah had decided I would.

I know Hannah very well indeed and I think I know why she wanted to bring a pretty girl into our happy marriage: Hannah knows me very well and she knows that I need challenges. She knows that I have been lusting after Mady pretty much from the first time I dressed her. And she knows that, if anything, this increases my long for my beautiful, sexy, very smart wife.

“I think so Darling.” I replied honestly.

“Good. I like Mady a lot and I her service is brilliant. I have to say I was not entirely sure I wanted an intimate maid but this last month has been fun and delicious. And you have behaved yourself very well. Mady tells me you are very obedient with her. Which does not surprise me but I was glad to hear it. I’m afraid, for your sake, that she much prefers girls to boys but she has told me that you are the perfect gentleman dressing her. As you should be of course, but after this evening, you’ll be expected to be at her service should she wish to receive your oral attentions. I doubt she’ll ask for your key but you never know.”

“And I have your permission if she decides…”

“Of course Darling.  I think it would do you the world of good to try and pleasure a young girl. As you know, I like your cockiness, which is sometimes lost in a female led marriage. She’ll give you a merry chase but outside her space she will be the lovely, obedient, girl we both enjoy.” said Hannah finishing her sole and her wine.

“I wanted the month to see how Mady worked with us. I think she is a wonderful maid, she makes both our lives more graceful. You have been a very productive bunny. Not to mention very attentive indeed. Now I know you have been wearing your little cock cage all month but I am sure you have thought it worthwhile.”

“Very much so Dear.”

“Good. Well, let’s go to your study…” said Hannah.

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Ritual

tumblr_np3oa3FJGc1qfbon7o1_500After dressing Mady I retired to my study where Hannah had told me to wait. It is a very pleasing room where I work and read. It is on the north east side of the house with windows overlooking our creek to the east set into thick walls which are lined with bookcases. It is a room where only the morning sun shines so as to preserve the books. Very simply furnished: just my large work table, my desk chair and two arm chairs and a sofa arranged before the angular stone fireplace. It is, I must admit, the only room in the house which is in the least bit masculine. I like the sense of a reading room in an old English Men’s Club and the Lady of the House was kind enough to let me have my way.

I heard Mady click past in her evening heels and then on up to dress Hannah. I must admit I felt a little apprehensive sitting, en femme with my panti girdle controlling my still raging erection; but  at least my cock was not in its cage. It was humilating to have to wear a cupped camisole under my blouse and little heeled espadrilles and ladies trousers. On the other hand, I knew that at some point in the evening I would enjoy spanking Mady across my lap and that thought alone kept my cock rigid.

I knew I had a while to wait and I busied myself arranging the copies of the contract and Covenant Mady would be signing later that evening. The contract was a very straight forward employment contract with nothing in it more sensational than a requirement to wear uniforms provided and an acknowledgment of the odd working hours required.

The other document was not legally enforceable in the modern world. It was a mutual covenant and created a set of very old fashioned obligations and obediences. It reflected a pre-modern, almost feudal, sensibility. In it Mady pledged her complete obedience, loyalty, and fidelity to our House and to the Lady of that House. She agreed to obey any order and to accept correction as given by or on behalf of the Lady of the House for a period of two years. She accepted her position as a Servant of the House with all of the duties and submissions that position required. For her part Hannah, as Lady of the House, accepted Mady’s pledge and promised to clothe, feed, instruct and discipline Mady as required. There was a promise of a reward at the end of the two years in an amount which basically doubled the amount to be paid under the employment contract.

The Covenant was between the two women. I was mentioned only in passing as the “spouse” of the Lady of the House and was to have “such relations with the Servant as the Lady of the House expressly approves” and then again in a paragraph where I promised to accept the discipline and correction of the Servant within her domain and acknowledge that, within that domain the Servant was to have all of the privileges and prerogatives of the Lady of the House, including all such services as the Lady might require”.

As Hannah said to me when she read the document she had drafted, “I want Mady to feel free to whip you regularly and, as she is a young girl, she may from time to time, want your attentions or she may even ask for your key. We’ve discussed it and I think it will do you the world of good to have another woman to attend to. But it is very important that you remember your position whether you are serving me or serving our maid. She tells me that you have been wonderfully obedient and have made her feel very much at home. This Covenant will simply extend her authority.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

So, as I waited, I could look forward to the sensual delight of spanking Mady’s pert little bottom when Hannah instructed me to; but I also had to accept that Mady would have the authority to whip me as and when she felt like it or felt I needed it. And from what I had seen during her month’s probation, Mady was more than willing to take charge.

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Dressing the Maid

tumblr_lwd6hum8r91qfc5tgo1_250Yes, it has been a little while since I have posted. Terribly busy with work and wanted to take enough time to describe the wonderful weekend when Mady formally entered service as the Lady of the House’s maid. Hannah wrote a little bit about Mady’s requests here but until I read that I had no idea. Instead, having spent my day en femme it was time to dress Mady in the formal outfit she and Hannah had come up with for formal occasions.

I climbed the stairs to her space and politely knocked. In the last month I had discovered that Mady was more than capable of being a thoroughly demanding young miss in her own space. I had spent a daily ten minutes with my nose pressed against her moist panties in a corner she had designated. But this was the first time I had been to her door uncaged. Worse, Hannah tripled my micro dose of Viagra and I realized that even with my panti girdle on my cock was very hard indeed at the prospect of dressing such a pretty young girl.

“Just a minute” I heard Mady call. I waited and, eventually, her door opened. She had just stepped out of her shower and was wearing a very sheer robe.

“You look lovely Miss.” I said quite truthfully.

“Thank you. I am going to need your help with my uniform in a few minutes. But first I need to do my hair and make up. Here are my panties and you can strip and go to your corner while I get ready.”

“Yes Miss.” I took her lovely full cut white cotton panties, undressed and stood in the corner. Mady’s scent is very different from Hannah’s. Each are intoxicating but Mady’s is somehow earthier, the difference between a rich red wine and a beautiful Chablis. As I stood I became very hard indeed. A fact Mady noticed in her mirror.

“You seem eager.” she said knowing I could not respond while I was in my corner. “I see what Madam means.”

I heard Mady come up behind me and then felt her hand on my rigid cock.

“Not tiny, but nothing to worry about.” there was a laugh in her voice, “So in a few hours I have to submit to this. Well, Madam does say you are an excellent spanker and, though I don’t have permission to do this until I have sworn my bond, I gather you have excellent oral skills. But there is no danger my gag reflex will be involved in tonight’s proceedings.”

Mady stroked my cock fairly hard and then dug her long nails into the throbbing purple head. “Time to dress me. Just put on your bra and girdle and you can get to work.”

it was not the easiest thing in the world to pull up my pantie girdle over my rock hard cock but I managed and then turned to see Mady sitting at her vanity. She had on her robe and a pair of very pretty black lace panties. Lying on the chaise beside her was a corset, stockings and a dress. Mady stood up and turned away from me.

“Now hand me the corset first. And no peeking.” I did as I was told and was rewarded with a lovely view of her pretty breasts in her vanity mirror. Mady was a gracefully built girl, her breasts were teardrops, high on her lithe torso and her nipples turned nicely upwards resting on a rounded fullness beneath. The corset was rather cunningly designed. It was a conventional long Victorian design which rested on her hips. But it was neither over nor properly under bust; rather it had quarter cups which supported and presented Mady’s breasts without covering the nipples. It was made of a very simple black satin undercasing covered in delicate black lace.

Mady had been wearing a corset for service for several weeks and, as I began to lace her in, I realized that she would easily meet the twenty one inch waist standard Hannah preferred.

“You’ll have to lace me tighter than that Sir. The dress has a nineteen and a half inch waist which mean I have to be nineteen. But not to worry. I have been wearing a training corset in the evenings and I have managed to lace myself down to eighteen and a half. Very Victorian.”

I pulled on the ribbons of her corset and she was quite right. She had sewn a mark for nineteen inches on the ribbons and I could see five more which would take her all the way down to seventeen and a half inches. But not tonight. I tied off the ribbons.

At the bottom of the corset were six thin garter straps with metal stockings tabs. I knelt behind Mady and she rested her hand on my shoulder as she slipped her foot into the first stocking. I rolled it up her leg. It was a long stocking ending well up her thigh. She fastened the front tab leaving me to do the side and rear and then we repeated the process with her other stocking.

“Now, Hold my dress.”

The dress was a well constructed, very plain, sheath with just a slit in the back to allow Mady to walk, carefully. I had to ease it over her hips and then she wriggled into the bodice. I fastened the hooks and eyes which closed the back.

“Apron”

Again, from behind I handed her her very well starched, lace trimmed, cocktail apron which was more a mark of her station than of any practical value. I tied the bow tight right at her corseted waist.

“Thank you. Now, I know that Madam is expecting you for cocktails shortly so you don’t need to rinse out my panties tonight. Off you go.”

I did as I was told.

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Long Weekend

tumblr_muf0dcxOgi1r60h5mo1_500“Well Darling. Here we are. A long weekend ahead.”

I was standing in my corner, nose pressed firmly to the lovely moist gusset of my darling’s panties, naked except for my cock cage. I don’t speak from my corner. I listen.

“You have been a very, very good husband lately. Sweet, attentive. And Mady tells me that you are behaving very well with her as well. So I thought it is time for you to see if you can behave yourself without your cage. So come here.”

I walked to the side of Hannah’s bed. She had her key ready and, for the first time in over a month, I was unlocked. And I was instantly erect. So erect that the cage really could not be removed. Hannah laughed.

“Well that little cock is certainly frisky. Go and have a nice cold shower. I’ve had Mady put out some things for you in your dressing room.”

I did as I was told and the cold water let me slide the cage off my rapidly deflating cock. I towelled myself off and walked to my dressing room. There were my weekend clothes. It could have been worse I guess.

First off was awhite lace high waisted panti girdle, then a slightly cupped white lace camisole. White shirt and a pair of high waisted linen lady’s trousers with a very feminine set of front buttons at the hips. Plus a pair of slightly heeled espadrilles with soft ankle ties. There was a tube of very pale lip gloss and a little note.

Darling,

I thought you would enjoy spending some of the weekend en femme. You know how I like your hair. Later I’ll have Mady put in a few extensions for evening.

Enjoy!

Hannah

I was just putting on my lip gloss having put the curlers in my still damp hair when I heard Mady knock.

“I thought Miss might like some help.” she said coming into my dressing room and dropping her now perfect curtsey. “But it looks to me as if you’ve done this before.”

“I have.” I said, “And the fact you and the Lady of the House have been discussing this suggests she has decided to take you on full time. Congratulations!”

“Thank you. I love working here and Madame seems to be pleased. I hope you are too, though I realize that you had nothing to do with the decision.”

“Actually, Hannah did ask me and I said that I could not imagine what we’d do without you.” I said standing up, “How do I look?”

“Just wonderful Miss. All that exercise has really paid off. You look pretty and very sexy. I hear you’ve been unlocked for the weekend.” she said reaching down. “I’m looking forward to seeing how obedient you are when you are not under lock and key.” She gave my tightly compressed balls a squeeze. “Because my probation is over and I have all sorts of ideas. Better still, Madam and I have created my special occasion uniform. You’ll enjoy that.”

I suspect it will be a long, long weekend.

Busy | Milked by the Maid

submissive husbandJust as the added graciousness of our pretty and talented maid Mady has enlivened our lives business went quietly crazy. As Hannah has written, while I work at home I am very much not a house husband. Rather I have a number of clients all of whom use my consulting services. Normally a couple will be active at any given instant but this last week I’ve had assignments from seven of them. Frantic does not begin to describe it. While we have been having our regular cocktail hour, much enhanced by Mady’s lovely service, other than corseting her, washing her lingerie and spending a little time in her “corner”, I really have had very little to do with our maid. Or, for that matter, Hannah.

Hannah had obviously noticed this and at cocktails last night she said,

“Darling, I am afraid you have been working much too hard. Which I know you must but it means that you are more than a little distracted.”

“I suppose I am.” I replied.

“So I think it is time for you to refocus a bit.” said Hannah reaching for her little crystal bell to summon the maid. “I think it would be very useful for you to have a little relief. I’ve told Mady just what to do. Enjoy yourself.”

Mady came into the living room. She curtsied to Hannah and said, “If you will come with me Sir.”

I followed her and was led upstairs to the little room off Hannah’s dressing room which serves as my bedroom when Hannah decides she wishes to sleep alone.

“Now, Sir, if you would strip, including your girdle and then lie face down on your bed I’ll get you ready.” I did as I was told and was soon lying on my bed. All I had on was my cock cage.

“Very good Sir.” said our maid from the head of the bed. “Now I know you enjoy my panties and here they are all fresh and moist. Put them next to your nose on the bed. Now, lift up your hips so I can get a pillow down there. That’s right.”

Again I did as I was told and was engulfed in the sweet, womanly scent of our maid. The I heard the snap of a glove.

“So Sir, if you would just raise your bottom I will lubricate you.” She proceeded to put a dollop of lubrication on my bottom and, none too gently, pushed two fingers in to the knuckle. “Let’s get you nice and ready. Madam says that I may use a strap-on once I have passed my probation but, tonight, we’ll have to make do with your vibrator.”

With that she withdrew her fingers and push a quite large vibe up my backdoor. “I read that lovely prostate milking book you wrote. What fun. You don’t even have to be unlocked and you just sort of dribble once that little cock gets going. Now I am just going to tie your hands behind your back and then turn this on. You look so silly Sir. I’ll be back to check on you in a few minutes….Enjoy!”

I don’t know if she curtsied on her way out of the room.

I lay there with the steady pulse of the vibrator in my bottom. I am not sure how long I was there but Mady came back in the room just as I was beginning to feel the surges which indicate that ejaculation is near.

“That little cock hasn’t made its mess yet. Well Madam told me that some times you need a little encouragement.” With that she sat on the edge of the bed and reached under to find my nipple. “What this needs is a good pinching.”

Which is exactly what she gave my nipple. The dam broke quickly and my sperm began to soak the tissue.

“There we are. Your poor cage is going to be awfully sticky with all that come. But, happily, not my problem. You keep going. Madam told me that she wanted you completely drained so we have a few more minutes. I have to say this is another thing I would be doing if I ever married. Here you are dribbling away and you are not even allowed to thrust. It’s perfect. In your book you said it felt wonderful but not sexual. Ideal for a man.”

She began thrusting the vibe in and out of my bottom.

“I can’t wait until I am allowed to use a strap-on on you. I gather Madam is not too keen on pegging. I have to say I adore it. It let’s men experience what woman are supposed to put up with. Just another few weeks. Oh, now the flow has stopped. We’re done then. You can dispose of your mess in the bathroom.”

With that she untied my hands and left me, bottom in the air, vibrator pushed all the way in.

I cleaned up and joined Hannah.

“So Darling, did Mady do well?”

“Oh yes Dear…Very well.”

“Excellent. Another chore I don’t have to worry about.”