The Little Housemaids Training Day

The room was cool and dark. She had never been in this one before. Cherie was hired 3 months prior to this day to clean Madame’s home and to be prepared to train as her personal maid. She was not quite 21 years old and had only been with one boy before this. She didn’t know why this room had suddenly been left unlocked, and her curiosity almost got the better of her.

“Cherie!” It was Madame’s voice. Cherie froze. She knew she had been caught in a forbidden act. She had been told often to stay away from this room, as she was not yet ready to enter here. Then why was the door left so invitingly unlocked?

This day Cherie had been prepared by Madame herself for her housework. She had been awakened at 6:30 a.m., Stripped naked, washed and shaved, then oiled down. She was then fitted with a butt plug a bit larger than the one she usually wore, and a dildoe. The harness was locked with two tiny locks at either side of her waist. She knew that to use the bathroom, she would have to endure the removal of the fittings, and then replacement, so she hesitated to ask, instead, choosing to endure her feelings of fullness.

Now Madame stood behind her, her voice obviously irritated and the tone sever.

“So, my little one, you want to see already?”

Cherie shivered, but nodded yes. Her body grew cold, she could feel goosebumps on her flesh, she was a mixture of fear and desire. She was short, only 5 feet tall, and a bit chubby and round. Madame admired her soft flesh each morning as she dressed her personally in a little skirt and crop top tee shirt with no underclothes. Now she ordered Cherie into the room and to strip naked.

Cherie looked around as she slipped her skirt down around her ankles and lifted her tee. The walls were hung with crops, whips, birches, paddles, floggers, chains, wrist restraints, all sorts of things she had only dreamed of, but never seen in real life.

Madame took her wrists and attached a leather cuff to each one. Then put the same on her ankles. These cuffs had metal rings fitted into them and this is how she secured Cherie, spread eagled, to the X in the middle of the room. She placed a ball gag in her mouth and then thought better of it. She replaced it with a leather gag that fully covered her mouth and forced her teeth open to hold a rubber penis.

“For my little cocksucker”, Madame said, chuckling. “we’ll see if you still want to be with a boy when I am through with you” And she slipped a finger between Cherie’s legs to caress her thighs as she unlocked first one hip, then the other.

Cherie moaned as Madame removed the butt plug and dildo. Madame promptly swatted her ass with the birch and said sternly, “Silence”.

I will now correct you for your behavior. You must never go into any room in my house with invitation. Prepare to be rrained to obey!”

She slipped a gold ring onto Cheries thumb.

“We will see how much you can endure and how much you want to please your Madame. When you can stand it no longer, let the ring fall to the floor”

Cherie’s body quivered and trembled as if she were icy cold.

“let’s begin” Madame said, and the birching began.

The first hit stung so hard that Cherie’s eyes welled up with tears and a soft groan left her throat. She silently began to count. When she reached twelve, the pain stopped. Her ass burned and she thought for sure the skin was split. Madame didn’t really stop, she just changed weapons. This time Cherie was swatted repeatedly with a hard paddle. Ten, Twelve, Fiften…she thought she could endure no more, then Madame sprayed her buns with water and began again. The water caused Cherie’s ass to sting and burn. Madame was using a riding crop now. Cherie was crying, her tears made it impossible to see or to think. She thought she took maybe twenty five blows.

Suddendly all was quiet. Her eyes couldn’t see in the dark too well. Suddenly a cold hand touched her burning ass and she realized it was madame spreading her cheeks. She slipped her icy fingers into Cherie’s pussy and felt the wet warmth.

“So, in spite of yourself, you are aroused. I’ll show you what we do with little girls who like to be beaten!”

Oh No! CHerie thought, now what! And then she felt the slick oil being rubbed on her ass and pussy. Madame massaged her red welted bottom and slipped her finger in and out of her anus, first one finger, then two, then four. CHerie’s body tightened, she had no idea what Madame had in store. She was a traitor to her thoughts as Madame’s hands pumped her clit, Cherie moaned, almost on the verge of orgasm, when she felt Madame slip in an enourmous dildo into her ass. She gasped! It was pleasure and pain mixed together. “Relax, little flower”, Madame whispered, “We have only just begun”

Then Madame put little silver nipple clamps on her breasts. The pain seared through Cherie and she was tempted to drop the ring, but she so wanted Madame to love and praise her, that she held onto it. Then she felt the blindfold go on, and the fear returned. All was silent in the room. It seemed an eternity before any sounds came to her. She heard the riding crop swing through the air before she felt it’s sting. There was no other sound in the room but the zwish zwing of the crop.

EEEIIIIOOOOYYYOOOO Cherie thought, as the blows landed one after the other on her soft round ass. She was on fire, she was welted, she tried to swing around against her restrainst to have the crop land elsewhere than on her already burning flesh. She was unable to count in her head how many blows she had endured. When at last the crop stopped for a moment, she tried to control her breathing, but no sooner had she attempted this, than a hand moved between her legs and spread her lips. She felt three, then four fingers enter her pussy, then a fist. She was writhing in pain and ecstasy! She was going to Cum! Oh happy day….but no, suddenly the fist was removed. She moaned and wriggled and then she felt it…crack! Her brain spun, the paddle wapped her ass really good. The sensation could not be controlled, she held her breath awaiting the next one. All the while anticipating another blow that seemed to take an eternity to come, thwap, thwap, thwap, in rapid succession…ten, twenty, thirty. she thought that she would faint! As harshly as they began, they suddenly stopped. She hung helpless, sweating, trying to breath, tears flowing from beneath her blindfold, drooling from inside her gag…she knew those last pair of hands were not Madame’s…not her touch, not her blow…and then she heard the unmistakable whish, wiz of the cane.

OOOOWWWWWWW! Her mind seemed almost to leave her. The pain was so intense, she wet herself! Ten, twelve, fifteen strokes of the cane. Then the hand, testing her vagina’s wettness, and oh, she was dripping.

Her flesh was hot and her mind was reeling. She was left to hang there for what seemed 30 minutes. She had no way of knowing if anyone was even still in the room. Just when she thought she would pass out from the mixture of intense emotions, she felt Mdame’s hot sweet voice in her ear..

“Very good for a first day, Little pain whore. I am proud that you behaved so well infront of my friends”.

Then Cherie was taken down. The gag and blindfold removed. She saw that there were three other women in the room, all who had shared in her punishment. She saw herself from all views in the mirrors and was photographed. She blinked as the cameras flashed.

One woman stepped forward and asked Madame to have Cherie for the night. Madame, smiling, of course agreed.

“Mon Cherie”, Madame whispered, “She is very cruel, but loving. She will make you cum and cum and cry and cry. You will be beateb beyond endurance and loved just the same. I expect you will not be able to perform your chores tomorrow.” Madame smiled a wicked little grin and slapped Cherie hard on her red, sore ass, then turned her over to her new Mistress.