Chapter 24: Dave returns home
Claire Winslow brought me home Sunday afternoon. Jessica was there as Claire pulled me into the house on a leash. Jessica thought that was amusing until she saw the state of my backside. For the last week I had received a paddling or worse just about every day and my backside showed the remnants of the beatings. Mrs. Baxter came out of the library and greeted Claire warmly. She asked how the week had gone and Mrs. Winslow answered by saying it was a wonderful experience for her and her servant girls. Mrs. Baxter smiled as she looked me over.
"Let's go in the library and have a glass of wine." Mrs. Baxter suggested. "Jessica, why don't you take Dave up to your room? I'm sure you two need to talk."
Jessica and I headed to Jessica's bedroom. Once there she wanted to know all of the details of the preceding week. As I filled her in on the activities I could tell that she was getting upset. She listened quietly for the most part, asking a question every so often to clarify what had happened. When I had finished she asked me one question.
"Dave, did you do anything to earn all the suffering that you endured?"
"No" I replied. "I did everything asked of me to the best of my ability during the entire week. Working at the boutique I have come to expect a bit of pain and humiliation, but this week was pure hell. Working there nearly every day magnified the situation to the point it became unbearable. I never got a chance to recover from the previous day's torments."
"I would say that the worst of it was submitting to Barbara." I continued. "Her queening of me for hours and then peeing on me was nearly unbearable. I probably wouldn't be here now if I had been able to get free from her at the time. It was that bad."
Jessica apologized for subjecting me to the events of the previous week. She also reminded me that as a male I could, and probably would, be subjected to similar activities in the future. She said she was going to give Dr. Rosewood a call and have her come over and check me out. She said I should rest here until Dr. Rosewood arrived.
Jessica went downstairs to talk with Mrs. Baxter and Claire Winslow. She found them in the library chatting. Jessica asked Claire about the activities of the previous week and Claire confirmed a lot of what I had said. Claire was unaware of the sessions with Barbara as those had been orchestrated by Cindy. She did take responsibility for the party and some of the fun that took place at the boutique.
By the time the conversation had ended it was decided that I would not go back to the boutique for my final week of work. Mrs. Baxter felt the extra days I worked during the preceding week should be fair compensation for the two days I would miss this week. Mrs. Baxter also felt that I should avoid spending time with Cindy. The time off would also give me an opportunity to finish my final paper, something I had not begun to write.
Mrs. Baxter said that I also had a lot to do around the house since the new borders would be arriving in about two weeks and I had fallen behind on my chores during the last couple of weeks. In addition to my regular chores, Mrs. Baxter wanted me to paint all of the bedrooms prior to the new borders arriving. There were also some minor repairs that had to be made so she knew that I would have plenty to keep me busy until school started again.
Mr. Baxter didn't let Claire know how displeased she was with the mistreatment of me during the previous week. She saw a problem brewing on the horizon and needed to correct it before it became a bigger issue.
Ruth Baxter knew there were times when such humiliation and harsh punishment were both appropriate and desirable. She always felt it was appropriate to treat a new male submissive harshly to teach them who is in control and to break their spirit. Males who performed poorly, were disobedient, or showed disrespect should also expect to receive harsh treatment.
On the other hand, once a male had been broken and trained to properly serve his mistress, it becomes necessary to rebuild his spirit and offer appropriate rewards. She felt punishing a male without cause will confuse him. He won't be able to differentiate between what is appropriate and what is not. The result is an unruly slave who knows he will be punished no matter what he does.
Mrs. Baxter knew she had to do something quickly or there would be a repeat of what happened to me by other ladies in the club, especially the less experienced ones. It was obvious that both Cindy and Barbara needed to be talked to and Mrs. Baxter was certain that there were others who would benefit from some further training.
The club was growing faster than Mrs. Baxter had anticipated. Many of the women who were joining had little or no experience in female supremacy. Many were caught up in the sexual service that was provided by the males and others only wanted revenge against the entire male population for one reason or another. Mrs. Baxter decided that the best way to handle this problem was to offer a series of educational opportunities to teach the women how to train and care for the male. She felt that it was important for all members to understand that they were responsible for the wellbeing of those under their care during a session. This would be the educational theme for the next party.
Back upstairs I had fallen asleep on Jessica's bed. Dr. Rosewood arrived around 3 pm and gave me a physical. She took some blood samples and gave me a couple of vitamin shots to help me recuperate. She rubbed some lotion on my bruised Backside and some antiseptic cream on welts that Mia had caused. She also gave me some pills that she said would help me sleep. In general she felt I was in pretty good shape. She suggested that I should rest and take it easy for a couple of days while I got my strength back.
"There is one more test that I want to perform if you feel you are up to it." She said. "I want to test the function of your cock to make sure it is still working properly. I will masturbate you to climax so I can get a sperm count; then I will mount you and fuck you until you can't get it up anymore to test your recovery period."
I stared at her for a few moments. Here I was drained and in pain and she was asking me to fuck her to multiple orgasms. She said she would do all the work and all I had to do way lay there. Famous last words I thought.
"OK" I said. "You're the doctor. I'm not sure how much I've got left. Those women used me pretty hard last night so don't expect too much."
She gave me a pill which she said would help take my mind off the pain. A little while after taking it my cock started to get hard. I realized she had given me Viagra and I suspected that this test was more for her benefit than for mine. She rubbed lotion on my cock which felt good, especially as she started stroking me. She started slowly at first and then intensified the strokes. She bent down and took my balls in her mouth and sucked softly. It didn't take long for my orgasm to build. As I erupted, she caught my ejaculation in a specimen jar. She placed the jar in her bag with my blood samples.
