Redbotts House Part 2 - State School - slave girl sara.
As we saw in part 1 Redbotts House is owned by the eighth generation of the Redbotts family and was once the home of notorious highwayman ReX Hollins. It is said, in the late eighteenth century, he would murder the driver of any horse drawn coach he stopped, tie up any male passengers and rob and fuck the ladies leaving a whipped X on their bottoms with his riding crop. It is rumoured when no ladies were on board, he would fuck the men!
As well as the Finishing School, at the back of Redbotts House some old buildings have been converted into a few classrooms to take advantage of the money the government is paying if you house a state school for the lower, working class. No where near as flash as the Finishing School but nonetheless a place to learn, be warm and make new friends, just as the government wanted.
The working-class children are given free education and taught the basics of writing and arithmetic. At fourteen they leave school, with no other options.
The boy`s education is designed to make sure they can earn a living to support a home and family, whilst the girls are taught how to housekeep, bake, sew and make very low-cost meals to fill their families' bellies. Learning and discipline go hand in hand, and no one is spared punishment if they flout the rules and the Masters make sure they get plenty of opportunities to spank a bare bottom.
On leaving school most of the girls go into service at the big houses such as Redbotts House, Amy being one, and she never surfaced from the cellars of the house until the age of eighteen. All the workings of the house are below stairs, laundry, kitchen, wine cellars, silver polishing, well everything.
This is Amy's story as told by her:
I was taken upstairs the very first time when I was almost nineteen.
"Come on Amy we dare not be late or it will be our turn."
"What will be our turn cook?"
"You will see soon enough and stop asking questions unless you want to feel my strap on your bare arse again."
"Sorry cook."
We got to the big hall and one of the upstairs servants was stood naked in the centre of the room. We just got there in time as the house butler spoke.
"This here scum thought it fun to peak into Miss Katie's room whilst she was undressing. Tell all what you were doing while peaking."
He kept silent, the butler nodded and the footman behind him lashed his back five times.
"And what were you doing when peaking?"
"Wanking Sir, I was wanking."
"Show us all how."
He hesitated, the butler nodded, and five more lashes were placed across his back. He tried to wank, but I think the fear in him would not allow it.
"These are the punishments Miss Katie has suggested, and you, his workmates will decide which."
"Firstly, cut off his cock and balls so all his forthcoming pleasures will cease and dismiss him from service."
We all gasped.
"Or fifty lashes on his back, bottom, and cock."
"Close your eyes everyone, hands up who votes number one."
The butler began counting.
"Hands up number two," he counted again.
"I will just count those hands again or it`s off with his cock."
We heard the young man crying.
"Hands down eyes open, by one vote it`s a whipping, carry on."
We had to witness his beating and even when he fell to the ground, and the lashing continued, his cock grew, how strange.
I am with cook now; she took me under her wing after my experience working in the stables. I have worked my way through various other part of the cellar, but cook is by far the friendliest, even so I feel her strap quite a lot.
The worst was the stables working as a stable girl, more like a stable slave. This is what happened one day:
I was in the barn by five am, picked up my shovel and fork and walked to my first stable to clean. The fork slipped out of my hand and as I went to try and catch it the shovel went too, onto the concrete floor, what a noise. The horses were startled and started neighing.
"What the fucking hell is up with you, stupid bastard, 'ands by your side?"
"Sorry Steve Sir, they just slipped, please do not beat me again,"
"Head high, stupid."
I stuck my head high and screwed up my eyes. Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, across one cheek and then the other.
"You know what to say now, stupid."
"Oh please Sir,"
"Head up high."
Slap, slap, slap, slap.
"Did you want to say something, stupid?"
"Please forgive me Sir and please beat me at bath time."
"I will think about it, if you are good."
He lifted my skirt up at the front, hand down my knickers and fingered me to a cum. I got on with my tasks and at lunch time was called into the horse bedding room.
"What's in your snack box, stupid?"
"A jam sandwich and apple Sir, like every day."
"Pass it here, stupid, you won`t need it, on your knees and show the boys what a good cock sucker you are."
I knew what to do of course, it was a job I had at home for dad and my two brothers, but if it saves me a beating, I will suck them. I dropped to my knees and sucked his cock as he ate my lunch, I pulled back a little when he cum and took it all in.
"Next?"
Robin stood up, he was younger than me and got his cock out, four cocks later I was done and sent back to work. Almost home time and I was called to the small room where there was a bath so we could wash out the stink of the horses, everyone was there to watch.
"In you go, stupid."
The two other stable girls looked on, knowing one day it would be them. The water was freezing and everything that could stand on end, stood on end.
"She loves it, look at her nipples, they look like a pig`s tits."
