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That evening she contradicted him on everything he said and ridiculed his opinions. The two girls serving dinner could see a storm brewing and tried to make themselves as invisible as possible. Word quickly spread that the normally quiet Alice was heading for trouble at breakneck speed. They predicted she would end up in the correction room for a second night in a row if she didn't straighten up. Although there was a natural tendency for the maids to try to be somewhere else when one of their own was made to face the music this was a novelty. Before the dessert was served the kitchen was full. Everyone wanted to see what would happen. Even Sally was curious. If Alice wanted some attention on her rear end all she had to do was ask him so why was she acting like a real brat.
Sally was more than just interested, she was getting mad. She had been looking forward to going to that room with Jason ever since it was offered. She couldn't wait to be with the man who was going to have a willing bottom to spank and an even more willing woman to enjoy the delights of sex with afterwards. When they passed each other in the hall the first time brief smiles were exchanged and the second time they met they were alone enough for him to say. "Leave your panties on when you meet me tonight. I want to watch you take them off when they're the last thing you have on. You're going to be totally naked when I spank you." She answered, "If you keep talking like that I'll have to put on a clean pair first. These are already getting wet." With a quick glance to ensure they were not visible he reached under her dress to verify her statement. He found out she was speaking the truth and she purred when he said, "I don't mind telling you I find a distinct pleasure in spanking you but what we're going to do after that is something I've only dreamed about for a long time."
All that was in jeopardy now. If Alice ended up in the room it wouldn't be available till it was too late at night to do the things Jason spoke of. With every sarcastic word from Alice's mouth Sally saw her opportunity slipping away.
All of a sudden they heard a roar and she joined the others in peeking through the door. Alice had thrown a glass of water at him and his face and suit jacket was soaked. He stormed over to her and grabbed her arm as he yelled, "That is enough. I had my fill of you. You've been acting like a spoiled child all evening and it's about time you were treated like one. I thought you understood that in this house behavior like that is punished but it seems last night wasn't enough to convince you. I am too angry to deal with you right now but I don't think the discipline you need should wait. In case you were not aware, Jason sometimes sees to punishing the maids and I am going to give him leave to do the same with you."
He turned to the surprised butler and said, "Jason, I want you to spank this disobedient child. Assemble the staff and do it here, in this room. They need to see that I will not tolerate conduct like what we've seen tonight from anyone."
Alice acted frightened and pleaded for mercy as she apologized for every sin she committed but he was having none of it. "It's too late for that. Jason, take over."
The butler barely suppressed a grin as took inventory and realized it would not be necessary to call the staff. They poured out of the kitchen and filled the room. Turning to Alice he said, "The normal procedure is for you to remove your underpants now and put them in your room. Then immediately report back to me and if I think you're taking too long I'll increase your punishment."
Alice threw herself at her mentor's knees and pleaded, "Please don't let him make me do that."
He answered, "There, there little girl. I agree with you. You shouldn't have to take your panties up to your room. You can leave them on the table so we won't have to delay your spanking. But I want you to do something first. Since you have so little regard for my clothes I don't think you deserve to be wearing the ones I paid for. Take off the dress and whatever else you're wearing down to your bra and underpants. That way we'll appreciate watching your beloved panties come off even more."
Now she wasn't acting when she looked stunned but the bemused expression on his face seemed to dare her to defy him. She didn't. She dropped her head and stared at the floor as she meekly replied, "Yes Sir." and reached behind to unzip her dress. She folded it neatly over the back of a chair and with a pleading look that went unanswered, let her slip slide to the floor before she picked it up and just as neatly put it on top of her dress. She saw him looking at her and couldn't tear her gaze from his eyes. Partly from fear that she would break down when she saw the whole household staff staring at her but mostly because of the look of appreciation from the man who suggested she buy sexy underwear in the first place. The ones she had on were made of pure silk and there wasn't very much of either part of the matching set. The bra barely covered her breasts and almost invited someone's hand to experience the softness of the fabric and skin. It was probably unnecessary to remove the panties to give better access to her bottom as they were high cut and little more than a thong in the back. There didn't offer the slightest bit of protection from any object striking her and their preservation of her modesty was scarce at best.
He told her to turn, look at the staff and apologize for any slight or insult she ever gave to any of them either tonight or in the past. When she finished her required speech her instruction were from Jason. "I believe it's time to finish your preparations." She turned beet red and turned back to the other man who angrily told her to face the crowd again and do as she was told. Feeling more ashamed and embarrassed she gathered what courage she had left and held her head up for a moment before reaching down and peeling the panties off and putting them on the chair. She was now clad in shame and the skimpiest bra anyone in her audience had ever seen.
As soon as Jason pulled out a chair and sat down she moved to his side. In a final show of bravado she said, "I have offended my host greatly and it is his wish that you spank me therefore it is my wish also. As you can readily see, I still bear some fading marks from a spanking he gave me last night. Do not let them deter you from giving me the full punishment I deserve."
All in attendance were impressed but not to the point that any of them would have suggested leniency, least of all the one who would be administering the requested chastisement.
He patted his knee in invitation and she put herself in the same position she assumed the night before. The big differences were that then there wasn't a crowd watching her, she had most of her clothing on and she got to have great sex. Now she had only enough clothes to make her look like a cheap centerfold for a group of people eager to see her get her comeuppance and the only sexual contact she could count on would be by herself up in her room.
Jason had a great sense of drama. He made a show out of rolling up his sleeves and the poor girl lying expectantly had no choice but to wait until he was ready. For special effect he had stationed the chair so her bottom was facing the audience and as a last bit of preparation he pushed her legs apart which delighted the chauffeur and gardener but humiliated the penitent. Next he put his hand on her bottom and moved it all around till he was satisfied with the feel of his target and knew where his slaps would be most effective.
At last it was time to stop fooling around and get down to business. She jumped a little at the first swat. Who was Sally kidding? This guy knew how to spank as hard as the one who re-introduced her to this sort of activity less than twenty-four hours ago. If this first one was any indication she was in for a very unpleasant experience. The second stroke landed and it convinced her. Each succeeding impact jolted her and while still able to think about something other than the ever increasing ache in her rear end she wondered if she would've agreed to this charade if she knew how much it was going to hurt and how humiliating it was going to be. As the spanks got more of her attention she broke her silence and cried out. From there on she let him know each contact was effective. One of her last thoughts before her total concentration focused on the agony was that she would accept the rest of what was turning out to be a long punishment session because the man she admired most had wanted her to.
Her resolve was reinforced by her years of training over her parent's knees but to the assembled multitude it was still admirable. In spite of making enough noise to wake the dead she forced herself to keep her bottom high and ready for the next impact. The male staff was too preoccupied by the show they were getting as she unconsciously kicked her legs and gave them a clear view of what her panties barely covered to appreciate the amount of effort it was taking for her to keep from rolling onto the floor. The female members of the household who had all spent some time in this position could testify to Jason's expertise and perseverance when it came to giving a memorable spanking and were astonished by Alice's comportment during her ordeal. She may be an honored guest but now she was also one of them and they took no more pleasure out of seeing her punishment continue.
Jason was equally impressed. He had a lot of experience turning bottoms bright red and never had so submissive an object under his hand before. Even his hand was hurting but he knew it was nothing compared to what the skin it landed on was feeling. He ended his performance with a flurry of slaps and declared her properly punished. Poor Alice was not going to be allowed to stay on his lap while she felt sorry for herself and cried. He immediately made her stand up. Her knees were weak and shaking but she stayed on her feet while another wave of humiliation swept over her. They were applauding his efforts or so she thought. It's true the male members of the staff were showing their appreciation to Jason for a job well done and a fine show but the females and most importantly, her host, were giving her the ovation.
When the room quieted except for barely muffled sobbing Jason said to her, "I think you'll think twice about your behavior now. Your spanking is over so you may get up and put your clothes back on." The man who was truly in charge contradicted the butler. "No. Her punishment is not complete. I distinctly remember telling her to put her underpants on the table and it appears she has deliberately disobeyed me even as she was being prepared for your discipline. I cannot overlook this effrontery. I have two choices in mind. I can take her to the correction room and build upon the solid foundation you gave her just now or she can be punished with an extra dose of humiliation. Specifically, I would see if she can find the table to put her flimsy excuse for a bra on it and stand so the staff has an opportunity to view her from all sides. That would be followed by her standing in the corner like a naughty child till I decide it's time for her to go to bed. Which would you recommend?"
Jason had no trouble deciding. He wanted the correction room for his appointment with Sally. He was grateful to his employer for arranging the date and helping them to finally share their secret desires. He was also smart enough to guess that he and Sally weren't the only ones who found sexual excitement in corporal punishment. He could repay his debt and keep his image as a stern disciplinarian. He answered, "I think it might be too much to subject the girl to another severe session with you after last night and this evening's attention to her naughty bottom so I would lean towards your second option. However, I think what you intend may not be sufficient. May I suggest you end her time of contemplation by accompanying her to her room and giving her a good spanking with your hand so it is the last thing she experiences before getting into bed."
There was a fleeting smile between them and the final determination was agreed to be the best. All eyes turned to Alice and her face was as red as her bottom as she reached behind to unsnap her bra. There was total silence in the room as she uncovered the last of her skin and placed final veil to her modesty where she should have put her panties. Then she was directed to stand in an open area with her legs about a yard apart and her hands on her head, which was to be held high, so she could see the parade moving around her. The tears in her eyes were not from the soreness in her rear end but the disgrace she felt. When all had their fill of the tour she was sent to the corner where she could at last hide her face. Around her she listened to the sounds of the table being cleared of the dishes and she heard someone ask what to do with her clothes. They were told to take them upstairs and put them in the bedroom since the uppity brat was going to stay nude the rest of the night. Just before the remaining staff was excused Sally and Jason were sent on some errand that would occupy them for some time. In spite of her own embarrassment Alice smiled. She knew they were being given a reason for not retiring with the rest of the employees and they were headed towards the room that had been promised to them.
When there was no one left in the dining room except Alice and her lover he moved behind her and whispered, "You did very well. I almost believed you myself and the business with the panties was a nice touch. You knew I'd notice that didn't you?"
One of the most important lessons she had learned in her study with him was to pay close attention to detail and she was perfectly aware of where she was supposed to place her underpants. She would have been very surprised if he didn't notice so she answered, "Yes. I wanted to give you justification for finishing my punishment and maybe doing a little something else too. I wasn't sure what you would do but I certainly wasn't expecting to be put on display like that. It was very mortifying but if you ask me to do it again, I will."
He turned her around and held her close. She asked, "How long do we have to stay here before you give me my spanking. I like the idea of it being the last thing I feel before I go to bed and it would be very nice if I wasn't the only one on the mattress."
He kissed her and replied, "They should all be heading upstairs soon but I can't leave you here so lets go to the library. There's a nice corner and I can pretend to read a book while I stare at you. Follow me."
She put her hands back on her head as he led the way into the kitchen to request some coffee and then to where she ended up with her nose in a juncture of the walls again. When one of the maids delivered the coffee he told her he wouldn't need anything else. It was almost 40 minutes later before the heard the last servant head up the stairs. To be sure he kept her in her niche but facing out so he could enjoy the view of that side. She watched him watching her and by the time he said he was ready to take her upstairs he would've had no trouble finding a very wet and lubricated channel for his baser desires. Alone in her room he sent her to the corner again and when he told her turn and look at him she smiled. He was as naked as she was and sitting in a chair. He patted his thigh and she happily scurried to make sure her bottom was readily available for the spanking he wasted no time delivering.
He was anxious to get to the putting her in the bed part but not so eager that he was going to neglect his duty as chastiser. Her rear end was really stinging when he plopped it on the bed about ten minutes later but her main concern was getting her legs wide enough to show him exactly what she wanted. He didn't need any hints and a second or two later was ecstatically embedded.
It was more than two hours later before he forced himself to leave her so the maids wouldn't find him there in the morning.
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