Maid For Hire Part 2

Mrs. Fredrick then took hold of the long stem rose.

“Turn around Chelsea” she said softly as she raised Chelsea’s skirt up baring her round fleshy ass.

She then raised her arm high in the air and whipped it down across Chelsea’s round bottom. Chelsea winced and tried to be as still as possible. Mrs. Fredrick cracked the rose stem a crossed Chelsea’s ass 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 more times. Small welts began to appear across her cheeks.

Mrs. Fredrick smiled.

“Chelsea reach your hands back and spread those lovely ass cheeks for me please” she said in a motherly voice.

“Yes Mam” Chelsea muffled threw the napkin still lodged in her mouth.

Mrs. Fredrick placed the stem of the rose length wise between her cheeks and then pushed Chelsea’s cheeks closed.

“You hold that there young lady” Mrs. Fredrick’s stated. She then picked the wooden spoon back up and swiftly cracked Chelsea’s ass 7, 8, 9, 10 more times. Tears were now running down Chelsea’s face. She could taste the salt from them on the corners of her mouth.

“When you are here young lady you are my property. You do as you are told. You knock before you enter. You know that. Don’t you Chelsea?” asked Mrs. Fredrick.

Chelsea shook her head yes. Mrs. Fredrick removed the gag from her mouth and placed it in Chelsea’s hands. “Wipe that crap off your face and take that tray back to the kitchen. Pick up whatever mess you made in there then get started on the bathrooms. Oh.. In addition, Chelsea… leave that stem between your cheeks until you get back to the kitchen. Squeeze good and tight too. Because if it falls out, it’s going to go UP your ass next time.” Mrs. Fredrick’s then went over to the phone and started to place a call.

Chelsea walked slowly, squeezing her ass together, over to table and picked up the tray. She then continued off to the kitchen. By time she reached the other side of the house, she could feel the sharp shooting pain of the thorns pricking her ass cheeks.

The kitchen clock said it was already 10:00am. Chelsea had been there since 7am. Mr. Fredrick would be home with in an hour, it made Chelsea cringe. Mrs. Fredrick punished Chelsea hard but Mr. Fredrick humiliated her. Chelsea finished tidying up the kitchen and gathered up the cleaning supplies she needed and headed up stairs to start her cleaning in the master bath.

She could hear Mrs. Fredrick’s voice down stairs in the foyer; some one must have come to the door she thought to herself. Must be another package, Mrs. Fredrick received so many packages.

She was down on her hands and knees scrubbing the bathroom floor grout with a toothbrush as the bathroom door opened. Mrs. Fredrick’s was standing there. She always came to inspect her duties while she was cleaning.

“Looks good young lady, but you are a bit far behind. You know if Mr. Fredrick comes home and you aren’t at least half way done you are in big trouble young lady.” Mrs. Fredrick stated sternly.

“Yes Mam” Chelsea replied as she went back to work scrubbing the floors.

Chelsea could feel Mrs. Fredrick’s presence behind her, watching her every move. Making sure every speck of dirt was cleaned up. Her breasts were dangling from her shirt and only inches from the floor. Her ass was bare and stuck out from under her skirt as she cleaned. She heard Mrs. Fredrick’s enter the room but continued cleaning. Then she heard a second set of high heels enter the room. She knew if she looked, she would be smacked so she listened intensely but continued to clean.

She then felt hands grab her ankles. Then swiftly her legs were pulled out from under her. She landed on her stomach on the cold wet tile floor. Then Mrs. Fredrick and a mystery woman turned her over onto her back.

“This is the Lady you interrupted on the phone Chelsea. She doesn’t like rude little sluts either. I only started your punishment down stairs, now her and I both are about to finish it.” Mrs. Fredrick stated as her hands held fast onto Chelsea’s ankles.

The mystery woman held Chelsea’s hands above her head and laced them together tight with a silk stocking. She then raised the leg of dressing table and slid the silk stocking under it to pin Chelsea to it.

“Have you ever ate pussy while getting your ass whipped Chelsea?” the Mystery Lady asked.

“No” Chelsea answered frightened.

The Lady leaned down and smacked Chelsea across the face with the back of her hand. She then opened Chelsea’s blouse wide and smacked each of her breasts 1, 2, 3, 4 times.

“Darling, it’s ‘no Mam’ to you. Got it?” the Lady stated.

“Yes Mam” Chelsea answered.

The woman then lowered herself down onto her knees just above Chelsea’s face. Mrs. Fredrick then pulled Chelsea’s feet up into the air and handed them off to her friend. She could see Mrs. Fredrick grab the wet towel from the counter. Then felt the sting of it snap against her ass.

“ohhhhh….” Chelsea murmured.

“Oh Darling, don’t speak.” The mystery woman said as she lowered her pussy onto Chelsea’s face. “Stick that tongue up there good young lady or I won’t let you breath.”

Smack …Smack…. Smack…. The wet stinging towel whipped Chelsea’s voluptuous ass over and over and over. The Mystery Lady raised and allowed Chelsea to pant for air. Then she lowered her body down covering Chelsea’s entire face. She rocked back and forth on her face using Chelsea’s legs for leverage, as Mrs. Fredrick looking on whipping her ass to a bright red. Chelsea began to struggle franticly. Her ass was on fire, she couldn’t move, and when she tried, she was whipped harder.

The woman raised her body and looked down onto Chelsea’s wet face. “Darling, it is up to you when we stop. Now be a good girl and take your punishment and suck my pussy till I come all over your pretty little face” the woman stated and then lowered her dripping wet hole down over her face. She allowed her entire weight to lay on Chelsea’s face, rubbing her clit and pussy lips all over Chelsea’s entire face.

Mrs. Fredrick was now standing and removed the belt from her skirt and folded it in half.
She struck Chelsea’s ass so hard that Chelsea’s body flinched so hard she almost pulled the dressing table that held her down on top of her.

“Still Chelsea or it will be worse” Mrs. Fredrick said firmly “Lick her pussy Chelsea, stick your tongue out young lady”.

The Mystery Lady began to moan, pushing her moist lips down harder onto Chelsea’s face. Chelsea could feel herself getting wet too, and this scared her. Mrs. Fredrick reared back and punished Chelsea’s ass 7, 8, 9, 10, 11 more times, leaving marks all across her round ass and down her long tan legs.

Chelsea’s tears mixed with the Mystery Lady’s juices and ran down Chelsea’s throat. The woman began to bang Chelsea’s face harder and harder and Chelsea thought she was going to pass out from lack of air when suddenly the bathroom door flung open.

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  1. kittyvamp says:

    more more more soon please :)

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  2. tgb says:

    You are writing a very exciting story… but teasing us too long with your nest verse… GREAT STORY…

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  3. tgb says:

    why haven’t you finished this amazing tale???

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  4. Ladychagrin says:

    oh where is #3?
    please give us more!

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