Hotel Life

Hotel Life - Part 1 - slave girl sara

I had been enrolled on a training course on leaving school and would start after the relaxing six weeks summer break. Or so I thought, I had just a week off and then had to help mum around the home and help gran in her apartment.

My parents said I had to learn something, or I would end up with a dead-end job. We had friends whose parents had a seaside hotel, and they said they were looking for trainee. Plenty of different jobs to be taught from cleaner to manager. We were told that any indiscretions on my part would be dealt with at once. Like home, being dealt with was corporal punishment, so a red bottom. In our house we all lived a home discipline lifestyle and at home our HoH, Head of House, was my dad. At the hotel the HoH was Mr. Happs, and he had the same power as my dad.

I was helping mum with the bed changing and washing in the morning and took my gran some lunch from mum then dusted and vacuumed for her.

"You have grown into a beautiful, kind, and generous young lady, a credit to your parents."

"Aww thank you gran, don`t forget your guidance and smacked bottoms when I needed one helped make me who I am."

She smiled and patted her knee, and I went over.

"Just a parting spanking so you remember where you come from when you are rich and famous, knickers down I think."

I eased up a little and she pulled them down to my knees and back over I went, what is it about the smell of mum`s and gran`s aprons?

The spanking stopped.

"Go get my hairbrush from the dressing table Beccy, might as well send you off properly."

One of those moments, do I pull my Knickers backup or try and do the duck walk with them at my knees, well, not disclosing that, but as I come back my gran, 'Quack, Quacked.'

I eased back over, and gran lifted my dress over my back.

"Ready Beccy?"

"Yes Gran, thank you."

She did not give me many swats, just enough to have me crying enough to be cuddled and hugged.

"Gran, do you miss the love of being spanked now grandpa has gone?"

"Sweet, sweet naive Beccy. Would you like to be let into a secret?"

"Oh yes please gran, I love secrets."

"Well, you know Mr. Harris from the top chemist who comes to our church?"

"Yes I do, I have felt his hand on my bare bottom a couple of times, that said, a lovely man with a daughter my age, hence the spankings."

"He delivers my medicines once a month and also asks if I have been good, it's always a 'no', so over his knee or the settee arm I go."

"WOW."

"As well as his hand I get a dozen from my hairbrush too."

"May I ask if you thank him gran or is that between you two?"

"Of course you can ask and the answer is yes, it`s what we do."

"How lovely gran."

"Want to know more?"

"Not sure, should I?"

"When grandpa used to go abroad on business, he arranged for Mr. Harris to call, weekly to discipline me."

"WOW."

"And a top, top secret, ready?"

"Oh yes please."

"Who do you think deals with your mum`s discipline when your dad is away, now grandpa is no longer with us?"

Me and gran just hugged and cuddled for ages till I could speak again.

"I used to love being spanked by grandpa, just something about the man at the top taking time to deal with me."

"And he enjoyed you too as you got older and knew what followed a spanking."

I must have blushed the colour of my bottom.

As I walked home, the thought of being spanked again by Mr. Harris was on my mind. Maybe if I rang Evie-Lou Harris and went round to see her, got very noisy and both got a naked spanking of Mr. Harris then me soothing the naked Evie-Lou and juggling her ample teenage boobs.

Home, I went to finish packing, I was leaving at ten in the morning. My dad had taken the day off work, I thought that strange in itself, but all became apparent when dad went for his cane, his intermediate one at that. I was small in the bottom department and had only ever had the thin junior rattan.

"You are a big girl Beccy and I think you know what is coming now?"

"Yes Sir."

My brother was with us too but I still decided to strip naked, everyone had seen me naked anyway.

"I see gran said goodbye with her old hairbrush Beccy?"

"Yes mum."

We all chuckled as I bent over to touch my toes and mum pointed out the oblong shapes on my bottom.

"Do you want mum or Billy to hold you from falling Beccy?"

"Like you said dad, I am a big girl now, I will be fine."

"Okay, five to start and see how we go."

Whoosh Crack, Whoosh Crack, Whoosh Crack, Whoosh Crack, Whoosh Crack. One straight after the other, I was soon crying.

"See the spacing son and how an intermediate cane can bruise almost at once."

Dad rubbed my stripes then Billy followed.

"Yes I do Sir, can you give her another five?"

I gasped.

"No son, you can tell by a girl crying if she has had enough, five is plenty to show my mark."

I was allowed to go to my room, Billy brought my clothes. He had a right bulge in his pants.

"Did you enjoy that lesson in caning Billy?"

"Oh yes, and when you were bent over I saw you pee hole as plain as you could ever see."

"Never cane to hurt anyone Billy."

"Why ever not, what`s the point then?"

"A spanking or a caning is to show the displeasure of someone, someone you have let down, which in itself is awful, yes it has to sting and shock, but not harm.

"I see sis, thanks, can I have a go when you come home?"

"Yes of course, you look uncomfortable, would you like me to give you a farewell wank?"

He never answered he just pulled his uncut cock out and I wanked him onto my hand.

"What will you do every morning for a wank when I am not here?"

"Dad said mum will do it like she did when you slept over somewhere or went to camp, like dad does for you some nights."

You know I never knew that, but it makes sense that mums sorts him as dad sorts me. Wonder what I will do with dad not popping into me a few nights a week? I washed my hands and still naked, hugged him, his free hand squeezed my tits and rubbed my pussy.

"I will have a shower and get dressed now Billy."

He left but all the talk of mum wanking him and dad fingering and fucking me had got me very hot, so had a nice play in the shower.

I helped mum with dinner, it was my favourite, braising steak and onions cooked for what seemed like days, broccoli, cabbage, jacket potato, and slices of bread to mop up the gravy left. I filled the dishwasher and emptied it when it was finished, and we all sat and watched TV.

"Bedtime Beccy, you have a big day tomorrow, I will be in later."

I never answered just kissed them all night night.

Dad saying he would be in later prompted me leave my pyjamas off. Everyone went to bed and about half an hour later my dad came in. I jumped out of bed and knelt before him.

"Thank you for thinking of me and my stripes daddy, I love them."

I pulled his cock from his pyjamas and soon had him throbbing.

"Last night sweetheart, you can choose your position."

No brainer for me, on all fours, doggy style, he was long enough to hit my special places with most strokes. He took his time and gave me multiple cums, a slap on my bottom was my prompt to spin and suck him off. His cum and my juices were an absolute delight. He kissed my forehead.

"Leave Billy in the morning, mum will see to him."

"Night night daddy, love you heaps."

"Love you heaps too Beccy."

I slept really well and woke as mum went into Billy`s. I gave her five minutes then went in with a clothes excuse.

He was naked and she was rubbing his cock and squeezing his balls.

"Sorry am I interrupting?"

"No not all, did you want me?"

"Yes mum, do you know where my blue cashmere cardigan is?"

"Yes, I washed it yesterday for you, it is in the airing cupboard."

"Thanks, morning Billy."

He was in a daze, "Oh, morning Beccs."

Mum never missed a wank or a squeeze of his balls as she chatted and she had a Kleenex ready as he spurted, another thing I have learnt, tissue instead of hand.

I was all ready to go and mum said.

"Did you find your cardigan Beccy?"

"Yes, I am not stupid I know where the bloody airing cupboard is."

I could have bitten my tongue off.

Dad reached for his belt buckle.

"Sorry Mum, love you."

I lowered my jeans and knickers and went over dad`s armchair arm. I saw him double his belt and was soon shrieking.

"Would you like to give her a few Billy?"

"Yes please dad."

And he did, not sure how many.

"Well done son, get to your room Beccy."

I was soon followed in by Billy, who dropped his pants.

"Thank you for my belting Billy."

"It will be the first of many young lady."

I looked up at him, young lady indeed. I sucked his cock and took him all the way in, he cum at once and I swallowed like the dutiful servant I had now become.

It was time I was setting off. Although the hotel was only half an hour away my dad said I should live in, and it was agreed I would go by bus. You would have thought I was going to Australia, tears and hugs from all, I waved all the way to the corner of the avenue and out of sight, the bus stop was only another hundred metres.

I wondered if anyone would be tucking me in that night or I would be wanking anyone in the morning.