VIRGINIA'S PETS part 6
by Harte
The next weekend Mandi was told she would be staying over night to serve her Mistress and a guest. And for this task she would be permitted clean undies, although when needing to piss she would still use the yard. "Be clean and tidy, with ironed blouse and skirt" she was told "and just in case you were wondering, no bra."
Mandi cooked a light meal: prawn salad, followed by medallions of lamb plus a selection of vegetables, and a chocolate mousse which she had made herself. As she was clearing away the dishes she was ordered to serve coffee and cognac in the sitting room. How Mandi longed for a slug of the brandy but she knew better than to try it on. With trembling hands she carried the silver tray of coffee pot and cups, milk and cream jugs, sugar and mints into the room. The brandy she retrieved from the dining room cabinet along with two balloon glasses. She poured and served the coffee and then offered the brandy to the two ladies. She turned to leave when her Mistress's guest beckoned her closer. The lady was in her late 50s, dressed in a plain black skirt and jacket underneath a pretty white blouse. Her greying hair was tied in an old fashioned bun. The only exotic item of attire were her patent leather boots.
"So you are Virginia's pet. Is it true you were once a whore?"
Poor Mandi blushed scarlet. She had got used to being abused by her Mistress but being exposed to this stranger was something new. "Yes, Miss" she whispered.
She felt the stranger's hand slide up inside her skirt and caress her buttocks. "When were you last spanked, pet?"
"Three days ago, Miss."
"Mmm. I can still feel the cane-marks." The stranger turned to her host. "Do you think she is ready for more caning, Virginia?"
"Depends how she behaves."
"True. True." Her hands explored further, sliding up Mandi's crutch to her hairless pussy. A single finger teased her clitty, and unbidden Mandi began to juice. "You are a sweet little thing, aren't you" and her finger penetrated her warm soft interior, before withdrawing it. She held it up to the pet. "Lick it clean, darling."
Mandi turned to her Mistress for guidance, but none was forthcoming so she obeyed the stranger's injunction. As she sucked on the pussy-rich finger, her cunt leaked even more.
"Are you going to be a good girl in bed with me tonight?"
In bed? With her? Once more Mandi turned to her owner.
"Come pet. Don't look so surprised. The least you can do is entertain my guest. After all you did it with men. Think of all those cocks you took. Now you have the privilege of serving the superior sex.. My dear friend needs a pet she can play with, and that is what you will be, or I will want to know the reason why!"
"Yes, Mistress." And Mandi hung her head as a sign of her acquiescence as she promised she would be good in bed.
Mandi went back to the kitchen. The mound of dirty washing-up was soon reduced to order and all Mandi could do was wait until summoned. It was after eleven when the bell summoned her back to the sitting room.
The two women were well liquored; the guest had discarded her jacket and Miss Virginia's lipstick was smudged; the room had the faint aroma of sex.
"Does pet need a piss before she is taken by Miss Julia?"
Mandi did, badly, but had been too embarrassed to ask in front of Miss Virginia's guest. "Yes Miss I do."
"Then ask properly. The way you have been taught."
"Your pet needs to do piss Mistress and begs to be taken outside."
"Go to the Room and prepare yourself."
Mandi waited, kneeling on the cold flags of the punishment room, naked, collar on and leash attached and soon the two ladies appeared.
"Why do you piss outside, pet?" Miss Julia asked.
"Because I made a mess on the floor when I used the potty Miss" Mandi replied.
A yank on the leash and pet was led outside. She squatted dutifully in her piss-corner and tried to do it but nothing would come. She was too shy, too tense to relieve herself.
"What is the matter, pet? Is pet shy? Perhaps this will help you." And with that Miss Julia hitched up her skirt and be-straddled the kneeling Mandi and with a sigh emptied her bladder over the naked woman. Mandi was soaked in piss, soaked and shamed.
"Piss yourself now or I will take you inside and whip the piss out of you" commanded Miss Virginia.
Anything was better than a whipping and Mandi' bladder opened and her urine splattered onto the earth beneath her. Never had she felt so low, so much like an animal. She looked up at her two tormentors and then to her amazement she felt gratitude, gratitude that they had let her piss.
Inside she was given a rough towel to dry herself off, before Miss Julia led her up the stairs and into her bedroom.
Mandi knelt naked before her new mistress and collected and neatly folded each garment as it fell from the older woman's frame. She stared, mesmerised as the lady revealed her hairy cunt and unbidden leant forward to kiss it reverentially.
"So pet wants to serve as my little cunt-slave do you?"
"Yes, Miss." And she meant it. It was though her whole life had been preparation for this moment of lesbian liberation. "It is what pet is for" she intoned and she looked up into the cold black eyes of the lady.
Julia raised pet from her knees and almost gently conducted her to the bed. As Mandi lay passively on her back, Julia be-straddled her and began to play with pet's tits before leaning forward and biting her nipples. Mandi cried out in surprise but quickly suppressed any hint of protest; she was there to serve and to pleasure this strange lady. Next Julia pushed three boney fingers into pet's already juicing cunt, causing both pleasure and pain to the quivering sub. And so it went on, alternatively pleasuring and then punishing pet until her mind was in a whirl and she could barely distinguish the one form the other. All she knew was she needed this woman, wanted her, wanted her to ravish her. And Miss Julia obliged forcing Mandi onto her front first to spank her and then to finger her arse hole and stroke her leaking cunt.
Only when pet was ready did Miss Julia rise from the bed and secure the black rubber strap-on to her waist before plunging its full extent into the pet's eager cunt. And thus she fucked pet until she had her close to orgasm, when she stopped. She made pet rise from the bed before laying herself down, legs apart, cunt ready.
"Time now pet for you to pleasure me. Lick my clitty, kiss my arse then worship my tits."
Mandi obeyed, eager to please the mistress, to give her release. But as their bodies touched Mandi felt her whole being explode and she orgasmed immensely, crying out in her release, her body shaking uncontrollably. Never had she experienced an orgasm like it.
Miss Julia was not amused. "You are here to pleasure me, you bitch, not use me to frig yourself." She flung Mandi off her and rose from the bed. Moments later Mandi was dragged to the end of the bed and in a fury the older woman beat her arse with a riding crop until Mandi's arse was red, sore and striped with livid welts. As she lay there sobbing Miss Julia informed her that she would now concentrate on pleasuring her and if she orgasmed again without permission she would be whipped.
For an hour the shaken Mandi laboured over her mistress's body until she brought the older woman to her release. And the pet felt both relief and pleasure that she had achieved her task. And suddenly she realised that this is what she was born for.
The following morning Mandi served the two ladies breakfast in the dining room. Gone was the pretence of her maid's uniform, she served naked.
Virginia viewed the lived welts across pet's buttocks. "I see you had to discipline her, darling. What happened?"
"The bitch had the temerity to orgasm before me."
"Like mother like son" Virginia observed. She paused for a moment to caress Mandi's ravaged buttocks. "But is she a lesbian slut?"
"With out a doubt. No sooner had she touched my body than she exploded!" She turned to a blushing Mandi. "That is true isn't it bitch?" Mandi admitted it was so. "You should rename her randi, because that is what your pet is" Julia informed her friend.
"So be it" Miss Virginia declared and turning to randi informed her that from now on that is what she would be called in public, and furthermore she was to tell her son.
***** In mid-week Jamie was summoned to the big house once more. He stood before Miss Virginia in a state of hyper-tension. His balls ached, his cock was sore as it pressed against the ever present cock-cage. How he longed for release.
Virginia ran a mocking hand over his crutch.
"Is boy feeling randy?"
"Yes, Miss" the lad replied.
"But not feeling my randi" Virginia mocked. "She is just like you; the moment she feels a woman's body she explodes!" She paused to let the thought sink in to Jamie's rampant brain. "Well, boy, I have good news for you. You will be allowed to cum today because Mr Brown wants to see you again." (AS he was to discover all clients were Mr Brown!) She reached into her bag and retrieved the key and with confident fingers unlocked him. His penis rose immediately and unbidden to its full height. "Don't you dare cum. You must save it for the client. Go home and prepare yourself as you did last time. He will pick you up at two."
He reached down to recover his jogging bottoms but was stopped by her. "A little task" she informed him "before you redress. Pet needs a piss. Take her outside and supervise her pissing."
It is hard to say who was the more shamed, randi or her boy, as she squatted in her piss-corner and relieved herself. Virginia smiled to herself as she watched the little cameo, knowing how much such moments mattered in her final plan for them both.
**** This time Jamie was caned first over his tight grey flannel short trousers, hard enough to sting but not hard enough to mark.. Brown watched amused as the lad's penis stiffened under the restraining fabric. He came up close to the lad as he stood in the corner facing outwards. With importunate hands he unbuttoned the lad and lowered his trousers. There was the lad's cock in all its teen-splendour. He reached down and felt its warm surface, delighting in the way the lad squirmed as he tried to prevent an ejaculation.
Once more he was bent down over the desk. This time he was caned to punish; twelve measured strokes, each one leaving its mark across his perfect bottom-cheeks. As he rose, his prick no long stood proud but dangled down. How Jamie longed to ease his arse by rubbing it. Instead the man led him to chair and forced him down in it.
Jamie watched fascinated as the man undid his zip and extracted his cut man-cock. "Lick it!" came the command. Nervously Jamie obeyed. "Now open your mouth and take it in" the man ordered.
"I can't" the lad replied, a tear trickling down his cheek.
"Not only can you but you will" the man retorted as he yanked him off the chair and back over the desk. Once more Jamie was caned, a dozen mind-engrossing strokes. By now his arse felt aflame, as though his whole body was located in just his buttocks. "Chair" came the ominous order. Jamie sat as once more the man's cock was presented before his closed lips. "Do you need more caning boy, or are you ready now to suck me off?"
For answer Jamie leant forward, opened his lips and took the now rampant man-cock into his mouth. He was not face-fucked (this time), but stayed passive as the man masturbated inside his silky soft interior. A warning of dire punishment if he failed to swallow and the man shot his salty load deep down the lad's throat. And Jamie swallowed.
An hour later Jamie was deposited back at the lodge. He knew he had to report at once to the big house but he delayed long enough to wank off; for once he could choose his own pleasuring. Still shaking, he walked across to the Hall.
Miss Virginia viewed the lad with amused contempt as, under her instruction, he recalled in detail the punishments he had received and the subsequent service he had performed. Virginia reached forward and handled his private parts, still soft from his recent self-indulgence. "So" she purred "now you have taken a man-cock into your body and felt it pulse and shoot. Did you enjoy it?"
"No, Miss."
"So why did you do it?"
"It was that or be thrashed again, Miss."
"Did he let you cum before he returned you?"
"No Miss."
"So why is your little dick so soft? Don't you want relief any more?"
"I don't know, Miss." he lied.
"I do. You have been playing with yourself." He hung his head in shame. "We shall have to something about shan't we. Little boys must ask permission. I think it is time my pet had her revenge for all the times you have spunked off over her." And she rang the bell.
Mandi (or should that now be randi?) arrived, dressed just in her stinking knickers and a little apron.
"Boy has been masturbating without permission" Miss Virginia explained to her eager pet. "And his punishment will be to lick your pussy, as you did for Miss Julia."
And so before the cruel gaze of their Mistress, son licked out his mother's cunt, licking and sucking its bitter-sweet essences until randi had an involuntary orgasm. She looked up fearfully at her owner only to receive an encouraging smile. "Don't worry pet. You are allowed to use him for your pleasure when he is naughty!"
Jamie was locked back into his cock-cage, and then dismissed.
To be continued.
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