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They slept through breakfast and it was time for lunch when they finally emerged. The ever-vigilant Sally had already moved some of Alice's casual clothes into her new quarters so she was decently clothed when they arrived at the dining room. As if the previous hours were their wedding night the staff greeted them with good- natured ribbing about the hours of very audible sex. They blushed like two newlyweds and accepted the love behind the teasing. Nobody even hinted at Alice's performance in the library but there was a nice soft cushion on her chair. Although she always had the option of requesting a special meal the cook presented her with the menu for the week and asked for her approval as the new mistress of the house. That was the last straw and Alice started to cry tears of joy as she hugged the lady and then everybody was hugging and shaking hands and slapping backs in a very festive atmosphere.
The early afternoon was spent moving some furniture and rearranging his closet to make room for her things and then he chased everyone out of the room saying it was time to get some real work accomplished. However, his idea of appropriate employment involved two naked people undoing the maid's work of making the bed. During one short interlude they actually discussed some of the concepts they were working on in their office area so he felt justified is his conviction that the day was not wasted in frivolous activities. Activities he really had absolutely no objection to and was all too happy to repeat until dinner.
Life settled back into normal routine for a while. Alice was, in fact, getting as accomplished at her work as her mentor although there was an occasional lapse and she would find herself over his lap with jeans and panties down. It was probably not much consolation to her that he found the no sex after a punishment spanking as hard to stand as she did. Speaking of standing for anything, she wished she could remain on her feet after one of those sessions instead of sitting on the hard wooden chair he kept in the office just for that purpose.
Their new relationship was known outside of the estate and she was now the official hostess at dinner parties. She would be dressed in her finest and was as gracious at entertaining the guests as she was beautiful. Her lessons in dancing were put to good use but the partner she preferred on the dance floor was the same one who shared her bed. She told him of her earlier fantasies when she danced with him before her first spanking so he arranged to have Jason put a portable stereo in their room. After the guests left he escorted her to their private ballroom where they could trip the light fantastic together with no distractions. Between songs they each removed one article of clothes and her lovely and sexy underwear was in view and then was gone for the last twirl around the room. As the music ended they fell into bed and made their own kind of music while dancing(?) in a horizontal position.
In deference to her modesty during her first few months he had directed Jason to keep his discipline of the maids to times when Alice was not present. There was no need for that anymore and it was only a few days later that one of the serving girls did something that required punishment. As it happened during dinner Alice and her lover were present when the butler sent the girl to her room. She was looking very nervous when she returned and saw Jason in a chair pulled away from the table. Nevertheless, she quickly scurried next to him and gathered her skirt above her waist. In accordance with house rules her panties were gone. In a moment her bare bottom was the highest part of her.
Only when she was in the proper position did he begin his lecture with an occasional swat to emphasize certain points. He must have felt what he was saying was really important because after a while he stressed every other word with his hand and ended his discourse with a swat between and during every single utterance. It didn't seem as if she was doing as much listening by then as she was injecting her own thoughts on the matter. Not in what anyone would call intelligible sentences but otherwise expressing herself very eloquently. Jason stopped until he was sure she was able to understand him and then announced that her real spanking would begin.
This revelation elicited an anguished wail but no other overt objection to her sentence. He waited for her head to droop in resignation before he slammed his hand down hard. The poor girl's head shot back up again and her twisted expression of agony added to her cries in showing everyone present just how potent Jason's efforts were.
Alice looked on in wonder. In all but two of the spankings she had been present for, she was on the receiving end. The only exceptions were when Jason spanked Sally in the other room and Alice was not exactly what you might call an idle observer like she was now. She had been busy masturbating with a foreign object in both lower holes then so this was a whole new experience for her. Someone was getting punished and she was not directly or even indirectly involved. It was also the first spanking she witnessed where the spankee was not nude. Seeing a partially clad woman with her skirt bunched at her waist and her exposed bottom getting the royal treatment was, in some ways, very erotic. That's how she must have looked when her lover first took her over his knee in the correction room.
She also started to understand how the other women who had all been subject to discipline at the hands of the men could have taken such an active part in her punishment. Although she felt empathy for maid, she would not have spoken up in her defense. She was getting what she deserved and if anything, the one who was more accustomed to feeling as opposed to watching a spanking was torn between hoping it would never end while wishing it were her suffering the punishment.
Alice also discovered that standing with a very red bottom on display for all to see was not something new they thought up just for her. The sobbing and sorrowful girl was set on her feet and she stumbled to a convenient corner while keeping her skirt raised high and making sure her hands came nowhere close to the area she so desperately wished to rub and comfort.
Except for the fact that one of their fellow employees was in no position to go back to her duties, the present staff returned to their normal assignments and the one crying in the corner was ignored.
Dessert was delicious as always but Alice was preoccupied with what she had just witnessed and could not help herself from glancing towards the well-punished rear end. Her lover saw what was happening and suggested that they both feel how warm the object of Alice's gaze had become. Our heroine jumped at the chance and expressed amazement at the heat the humiliated bottom radiated. Without thinking she had increased the girl's embarrassment tenfold but in her fascination she forgot that the bright red skin was attached to a human being. She turned to him and asked if she was as hot as that when he spanked her. He nodded and added, "What do you say we go up to our room and you can compare the difference in temperature by rubbing your own sweet little cheeks before and after a long spanking?"
Alice was still staring at the state of the rear end in front of her as she imagined how her own would look shortly and nodded her assent to his suggestion. But first there was something she wanted to do. She leaned her face close to the corner and said, "When I was made to strip for you and present myself for a swat you were the first one I reported to. Other than my mother when I was a little girl, it was the first time a woman had ever done that and it was an unusual experience. Would you mind if I returned the favor and added one more to Jason's total?"
The girl sniffled and turned away from the wall as she answered, "If I may say Miss, you hadn't just received a spanking like I just did so I can't imagine it would've hurt as much as what you're suggesting. But in your new position you have the right to punish any of us whenever you think it appropriate. It is not necessary to ask for my permission but I give it anyway. Would you like me to be over your lap or bent over the way you did that night?"
Alice was momentarily unsure of herself but if it was within her authority to give as well as receive punishment she had to avoid being indecisive. She said, "Bend over and hold your ankles."
The girl put herself as directed and for the first time in her life, Alice applied her hand to a waiting posterior. It was a good sidearm swing and landed with a resounding slap. The receiver moaned and almost lost her balance but managed to hold on. Alice understood that it was her place to tell the girl when she could stand up again and she sent her back to hee place in the corner. But then the stern masquerade faded and she held the sorry penitent in her arms and let her cry for a few minutes. When she had composed herself, she thanked Alice with a curtsey and raised her skirt again as she put her nose back where it belonged.
Once they were alone in the room Alice reached under her dress and slid her panties off. She leaned close to him and whispered, "You've haven't spanked me while I was wearing a dress since that first time. My bottom is bare and ready for you. Take me over your knee and pull my dress up like you did that night. I shouldn't have hit that poor girl so hard and I'm feeling guilty so make me pay for it with one of your very long and hard spankings."
He moved a chair and brought her over his lap. After her dress was crumpled above her waist he brought her hand back to feel her own skin with a reminder that she should remember the temperature so she could compare it later. He also pointed out that this was another first for them. The only other time she was wearing a dress, over his lap and bare bottomed the target was already quite red and he was about to use the paddle. She shivered slightly. Whether in trepidation or excitement at the thought of the paddle being used tonight is hard to say. He continued his thought by repeating that this was going to be a first and he was going to thoroughly enjoy the feel of her smooth cheeks as his hand bounced off it and he promised to assuage all her guilt before he was through.
He gave her his best and it was almost half an hour later when he stood her up. Her legs were almost too weak to support herself so he had to hold her up as she reached under the dress that had fallen back down. It really wasn't necessary for her to actually touch herself to know how hot it was but he insisted. With tears still streaming down her face she asked he had the paddle available. He was surprised and said he kept that sort of thing in the other room. When he asked why she told him to wait a minute as she hurried to her dresser and returned with her hairbrush and a washcloth. She said, "I'm not allowed to speak unless spoken to in the correction room but here I can say what I please so you can't punish me for what I'm about to ask." She wanted him to engage in sexual intercourse but this time she phrased her request in the most explicit and obscene terms. She then added, "I know how you feel about obscenity so I deserve to be punished for my affront to your sensibilities."
She bent over and rested her hands on the chair after making sure the dress was well out of the way. She held out the hairbrush and said, "Use this as you did the paddle and give me ten hard strokes before you take me as you did that wonderful first night.
She stuffed the washcloth into her mouth to muffle the screams she knew she would not be able to control and waited. As he stepped back she remembered one last thing and kicked her shoes off just before the hairbrush made its first contact. He gave her plenty of time to squirm between each one and it took a full two minutes before the last sound of wood slamming into very sore skin echoed off the walls. By the time he had extracted himself from his pants she had her feet as far apart as she could get them. The wonderful sensation of his clothes rubbing against her battered bottom as he filled her repeatedly sent her over the edge twice before he emptied himself into her.
He had to help her change into her nightgown and they slept peacefully in each other's arms. However, she was sleeping face down.
Unlike the owner of the estate, it was a few hours later when Jason and Sally got to their room but the effects of the spanking he administered and she had watched were still evident. Sally's resultant bottom warming wasn't nearly as severe as Alice's but it was not just a few token swats either and Sally winced each time his thrusts forced her bottom onto the bed. If anything, it increased her enthusiasm to rise up and meet him only to lose the battle and be pounded back into the sheets as she lay under him but she wouldn't have had it any other way.
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