Erle Dexter - Mabel
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One hour later, Dorothea and Bridget came back to see their victim and were very much amused at the sight of her movements and frightened mimics. Then, weary of the spectacle, they walked back to the castle.
What a terrible torture! Mabel did not manage to calm herself. For two terribly long hours she had to endure the awful scratching of the imprisoned creatures. Her nerves were beginning to be at the and of their resistance. She was pale and shaken with shudders. Then the bell announcing that dinner was ready chimed and Bridget came to release Mabel, She took of her panties, killed the mice which wanted to escape, then took her to the governess. The latter, comfortably sitting in the drawing-room, was sipping a glass of port wine. Mabel went down on her knees.
"Well, Mabel," Dorothea said, mocking, "you will no longer be afraid of mice, will you?"
"Oh, no, Mistress, I promise you."
"Apologize for having been afraid and thank me for this good punishment."
"I beg your pardon, Mistress, and thank yon!"
"That's good! Kiss my feet and go to your room with Bridget to change your panties!"
Submissive and still trembling the girl followed the chambermaid.
After dinner, which she served to her mistress, Mabel was again taken to the sitting-room.
"Mabel," Dorothea told her, "I won't need your services until eleven to-night Until that time you will be Bridget's slave and domestic servant, for you mustn't forger that you also belong to her. So you shall go to her and put yourself at her disposal like a nice girl. And you must obey her and satisfy her if you don't want your big buttocks punished, understand?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Good. Now, go!"
Mabel, with her face crisped with shame went to the servants' quarters. It was a real torture to her to put herself at the service of that woman whom she bated.
Bridget had just finished her work and was preparing to go to bed.
"What are you doing here?" she asked the slave. In a hard voice, Mabel knelt down at her feet. "Mistress has ordered me to put myself at the disposal of Her Ladyship and be Her domestic until eleven to-night."
The vulgar face of the maid lit up in a wicked smile.
"Ah, that's fine, it's good that you should learn to serve me too! And beware of the whip if you aren't perfect slave! Follow me to my room!"
She went up the stairs, followed by Mabel, trembling. She had in her hand a leather horsewhip which she ominously moved through the air with ominous whistling sounds.
Never before had the girl been in Bridget's room. Situated on the last floor, it was comfortable but furnished with vary bad taste. There was a smell of cheap perfume in the air.
Some bold drawings were pinned to the walls and there were also a few autographed photos of men, probably former lovers.
"On your knees!" Bridget ordered in a dry tone. "A slave must be on her knees in the room of her mistress."
She was sitting on her bed and looking despisingly down at Mabel.
"The parts have changed, haven't they?" she laughed, "You're more than just my chambermaid-you're my slave, a slave whom I order about with whiplashes, and I can ask you to do anything I fancy."
She thought for a few moments what she was going to order her slave to do.
"Take off your dress and underskirt!" she ordered. "I want you to be in stays and panties to serve me, so that I can whip you better."
Mabel complied. Half undressed she offered a strange hour-glass silhouette, with her waist tightened to the utmost in the varnished leather corset, her naked breasts jutting out, as well as her buttocks upon which the silk of her panties was drawn taut without a single fold.
"And now," the chambermaid went on, "you're going to take off my shoes with your teeth!"
Prostrated in front of the demanding maid, Miss Sunway reluctantly took between her teeth the high beds of Bridget's booties and tugged at them in turn until they were both off, then — also with her mouth — she shod her with slippers.
"Stand up!" Bridget then ordered, "and follow me to the toilet!"
In the small toilet, she told her slave to remove her panties. Then, holding them, Mabel had to kneel in front of the door, waiting for her mistress to call her.
"Come in!" she heard Bridget say at last. "You're going to attend to my intimate toilet."
That was to much for the unfortunate heiress. She had a movement of disgust, quickly curbed by a few lashes with the horsewhip. With tears in her eyes she had to attend to the repulsive task, wipe her mistress, empty the toilet seat and clean it, and, all the while, there rang in her ears the vulgar sarcasm and laugh of her torturer.
Back in Bridget's room, Mabel, on her knees, took off Bridget's clothes. The naked body of the young woman was heavy but not without a certain attraction. The slave contemplated this body with a respect mixed with a certain fear. She felt sad and downcast, absolutely under the thumb of this insolent girl.
"I'm going to comb my hair and remove my make-up for the night," Bridget announced, "but I prefer Hitting on you than on a chair. Stand on all fours in front of the mirror and beware you don't make a move!"
Having obeyed, Mabel felt the servant sit heavily on top of her, crushing her back whit her heavy buttocks. For a long half hour she had to be a human seat and every time she became weak, a hard slap from Bridget made her take up her position firmly again.
"It seems you haven't been educated well enough yet," Bridget said, standing up at last, "but I won't go to bed without gratifying your rump with a few lashes! Take off your panties!"
"Mercy, Your Ladyship! Please don't beat me again! I haven't done anything wrong, I'm submissive and obedient. Please, don't beat me, please!"
"Silence, slave, and obey!"
Mabel had to do as she was told. Lying down full length on the carpet, she offered her bare buttocks to the chambermaid's horsewhip. With a sadistic pleasure, Bridget whipped her cruelly. Ten strokes made the already tumefied buttocks of the girl bleed.
Satisfied, Bridget at last went to bed, dressed in a black silk pyjama. Kneeling by the bed, Mabel then had to fan her mistress, lick her feet, offer her cigarettes and hold in front of her a book she was reading.
When she heard eleven o'clock chime, she took her leave from the chambermaid and kissed her feet, then she went back to Miss von Berner to take farther orders.
Serving the governess was much more pleasant for her, because the feelings she had for Dorothea were not at all those inspired by the maid. She feared Bridget for her cruelty and she trembled before her, but, together with her humiliation she felt a kind of rage and impotent revolt boiling inside her at the idea of being the slave of a worthless girt and vulgar domestic. On the contrary, Dorothea inspired respect in her, and she would not dream of discussing her orders. Subjugated, fascinated by the authoritative governess, she had now reached the stage where she was happy to serve her and obey her. She felt for her a boundless admiration, she found her beautiful and fearsome and adored her like a goddess, judging that to serve her was a privilege and honour.
In the voluptuous atmosphere of the large sweet-smelling room, Mabel busied herself around her mistress. She undressed her, helped her with her night toilet and accepted without; flinching the slaps which her mistress gave her at the least excuse.
As she wanted to drape the beautiful naked body of her mistress with a thin night-dress, Dorothea stopped her with a gesture.
"No," she said, "I want to go to bed all naked — and I want you to be naked too! Get undressed!"
She lay down on the bed while Mabel, with feverish hands, got rid of all her cumbersome clothes. The governess watched her with an odd expression, akin to lasciviousness. A while later the body of the young slave was all bare. Delightfully plump and pink, this body was like a spot of light in the dusk of the room. Mabel's shapes were really attractive. Wearing a corset had given her a thin waist which make her breasts stand out, as well as her buttocks, made bigger still by the swelling brought about by constant whippings — they were like two ripe fruits streaked with red.
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