Welcome back to Calder House, the place Ladies are finished and below stair girls are whipped into service.
The staff are also dealt with harshly should they step out of line by Mr. and Mrs. Broadwood who ruled the staff as well as the inmates with the strap.
The only difference was the staff were whipped in private for any indiscreet actions, private being the disciplined one of the couple and the other holding them down.
Mrs. Broadwood dealt with the men and Mr. Broadwood the ladies.
Mr. and Mrs. Good, he taught manners and she was matron.
Mr. and Mrs. Styles, he taught posture and she was the house secretary.
Mr. and Mrs. Ellis, he the Physical Education and she was cook.
Mr. and Mrs. Jones, he was Mrs Broadwood's deputy, taught deportment and she was in the laundry.
Mr and Mrs. Harris, he was the groundsman and she was assistant cook.
The below stairs girls had to wait on the Ladies and be at their beck and call whenever needed as well as doing their household chores.
Pipa Jay was the daughter of an Aristocrat, so had a whole heap of chips on her shoulders.
Her parents met with Mr. and Mrs Broadwood when they booked her in and specifically said they did not want any special favours but she had to be treat with exactly the same regime as the other Ladies on the course.
Day one of the new interns 10 week stay at Calder House.
The under stairs girls were always apprehensive on a first day and new at sometime during the day they would be spanked by the new Ladies. In fact most hoped it would just be once.
Dale Grey (5) had been given Pipa Jay on the rota and of course had no idea she was of blue blood.
She knocked on Pipa's door and waited, she knocked again as taught, no answer so she peaked in.
Pipa looked up from her book, " Did I say come in?"
"No Ma-am but..."
"Don't but me, who do I call to have you beaten for intrusion?"
Grey looked to the floor, "Well Ma-am, we just wear these dresses, nothing underneath to make it easy for the Ladies to beat us them selves."
"Come in and get naked."
Grey went in, closed the door and put her cleaning tray on the floor.
She went towards Pipa and removed her dress over her head.
"How would you like me Ma-am."
Pipa looked up again, oh, your naked, what can I beat you with."
"Well Ma-am there is a bedroom belt behind your bedroom door."
"And why pray tell would I want a belt behind my door?"
"Its for the Masters and Mistresses to use on you if your naughty."
"Wow. I have never even been slapped, never mind belted, go bring it for me."
Grey brought the belt back and gave it to Pipa.
"Now, how do I hold it and where do I whip you."
Grey was lost for words, not only had she removed her dress, brought the belt, she had to show the Lady how to hold it and where to beat her.
"Some double it up and some roll it up and use it as a whip.?
"Which hurts the most.?
"Whip ended Ma-am."
"Then that's how I will use it, and where am I allowed to whip you?"
"Anywhere and everywhere Ma-am and as much or as little as you want.
Then we report to cook, show her and she puts us over her scullery table and whips our bottoms and backs."
"Even if you tell her it was not your fault?"
"Its always our fault Ma-am."
"Where hurts most, erm whats your name?"
"My name is Dale Grey and I am number 5 Ma-am."
"So where hurts most 5?"
"In order Ma-am, for me its nipples, breasts, slit lips, back, legs and bottom."
"Wow, I thought girls were only spanked on their bottoms and backs of legs."
"What else has bee used to beat you."
Grey thought, its quite a list Ma-am, hand, belt, strap, hair brush, wooden spoon, slipper, pump, skipping rope, electric wire,"
"Stop, that's enough, so anything at all that will hurt you and teach you a lesson?"
"Please Ma-am I have to go, we are only allowed an hour for the first morning."
"What happens if you are late?"
"We collect the belt from behind the scullery office door and go over the scullery table. Cook decides how many and she gives us the lashed she thinks fit, dependent and what we did and how bad it was."
"Pass me that paper and pencil from the dresser."
Pippa wrote a note, "As I am writing this note you can empty one of my cases into the draws."
"But Ma-am I don't have time."
"Don't worry, I am writing a note for you to give your Cook."
Grey ended up being 17 minutes late and gave the note to cook.
Cook read it, folded it back up and popped it back into her apron front pocket.
Note to cook
Your number 5 girl walked in without being told, stopped me reading my book by talking and taking her dress off.
Then went through my case and draws and handled my underwear.
She waved the belt about from behind my bedroom door mentioning spanking, nipples, breasts, back, bottom and even pussy lips.
When I asked her to do a job she said, I don't have time.
She never even lifted a cleaning cloth, my room is filthy.
Maybe Daddy mad a big mistake sending me here, I may have to contact him.
Dale went to the sink to start the washing up.
"And what do you think you are doing?"
"Starting my chores Ma-am."
"Not so fast 17 minutes late, bring the office belt," everyone looked up from their chores, the whisper went round.
Looks Grey is in for one hell of a beating.
Cook made room for Grey on the table, "Dress off, you will remember today for quite some time to come."
Cook did not start with the belt but the dreaded wooden baking spoon. Cook was quite artistic, she spanked her with the spoon to leave her bottom scarlet in the shape of a pair of knickers. The other girls giggled as Grey sobbed and even screamed at times.
"Carry on with your jobs girls unless you want a pair of panties tattooing on.
You stay down Grey, not finished with you by a long way."
20 minutes later cook picked up the belt and leathered Grey all over her back and the backs of her legs.
She then carried on cooking, another 20 minutes and another leathering, this time her bottom and then put to kneel on the office stool in the middle of the kitchen for all to see.
Grey knelt on the stool over an hour.
"5"
"Yes Ma-am."
"Take this note to the main office and give it to Mr. Broadwood."
She got off the stool and picked up her dress.
"Put that back down, you wont need it."
Grey left the scullery and although spent a lot of time out of her dress one way or another felt so insecure.
As she got to the hall way Mr. Ellis was just taking a delivery from 2 young men.
"Stand girl, let these young men pass with this box."
"But Sir, I am naked and you have visitors in."
He grabbed her nipple as she tried to pass him in front of the men.
They put their box just where Mr. Ellis wanted it. He was still squeezing her nipple as they walked back.
"I must apologise for this girls disgraceful behavior and if you could spare a moment you will see her punished."
"Yes that's ok we have time." they were both adjusting their cocks in their pants right in front of her.
"Toes girl."
Grey bent double, legs apart, slit split everything on show.
"Who has had to deal with you already girl?"
"Cook Sir, I was 17 minutes late,"
"Then 17 spanks with my strap." He removed it from his belt and she got 17 sharp cracks which on top of cooks work made her cry, she was only a slender girl with still growing tits not even size 30 bra yet.
He kept her down as the boys left, "Now, on with your mission girl, and I will see you in your dormitory just before lights out, I have not finished with you yet."
"Yes Sir, really sorry to upset you."
She straightened herself up and knocked on the office door.
"Come in." it was Mr. Broadwood. He felt a twinge in his pants as he saw the naked girl at his door.
"Excuse me Sir, Dale Grey, number 5 Sir, cook asked me to bring you this note."
He took the folded note, read it twice and spun her round, "quite a spanking girl, is this cooks work?"
"Yes Sir, and some from Mr.Ellis in the hallway, I was in his way.
Mr. Broadwood enjoyed examining her bottom and back and spun her round again, he cupped her pussy and she instinctly opened her legs wide, he caressed her lips, his wet fingers tweaked each nipple.
"Did Cook not deal with your front then?"
Grey was shocked, why should she, "No Sir just got a tanned hide, twice."
"Then I will deal with the front, hands on head."
He went to his desk for his short strap and wasted little time in whipping each nipple in turn and then each breast, he left little white skin.
He stood back.
Poor Grey was pretty distraught, "Thank you Sir."
"Oh I have not finished girl, you have 25 on your lips now."
"25." slipped out.
"No, 50, unless of course you would rather do a task?"
"Yes please Sir, anything."
He walked back to his chair and sat down. "Come here girl, I think you know what to do, kneel."
Grey screwed up her face in disgust. he saw her face and dragged her over his knee and took the ruler off his desk and spanked her.
He threw her back on the floor.