Hapsley Hall was a veritable maze of plush lounges, sitting rooms and bedrooms. They were decorated to suit various necessary tastes; those in the deeper recesses of the house were more boudoir like, and it was to one of these he was to be taken.
Just having a naked male on a leash in the comfort of her home gave Lady Barbara a deeply erotic thrill. She had been born into luxury, and married off to a boring but wealthy man she was not even acquainted to. Though he was a pleasant enough gentleman, he was 15 years her senior and a very staid Victorian. Sex had been something he had with her; it was almost by appointment only. She just lay back as he penetrated her and she felt little arousal-she had never really known what to expect-until he grunted and dismounted her. At the age of 62 he had a heart-attack and died, leaving her alone with this huge house and abundant wealth.
Though she had not realised it before, she suddenly found that giving orders to male servants seemed to give her greater pleasure than doing the same with the females. After her husband had gone she became more actively involved with the staffing of the house, and became aware of the misery that some of the females endured in their private lives at the hands of males.
She had become involved with the circle of dominant women by chance. There had been an incident whereby one of the serving women had been abused by a male servant; though this had not been reported directly to her she was always vaguely aware of situations via the grapevine. This news appalled her and she was in a quandary as to whether the local constabulary should become involved, she certainly would sack the male involved if there were any true substance in the allegation.
She decided to furtively investigate the situation herself, by secretly descending the stairs to the servant areas to eavesdrop. What she witnessed both shocked and excited her. She had heard voices coming from a room rarely used anymore, where wood had previously been stored prior to gas lighting being installed. As she peeped into the room, the male in question was tethered naked over a bundle. His rear end was a mass of red lines. The woman who had been abused stood smiling with several other women and girls, watching with satisfaction as a mature woman brought a wickedly flexible cane down on him with gusto.
She could see that the woman was getting a great deal of pleasure from administering his punishment; showing him no mercy as he cried and begged for the caning to stop. Lady Barbara's womanhood tingled with arousal as she witnessed the scene; she smiled to herself as she realised she was enjoying it too.
The formidable looking woman made him beg for mercy, handed the cane to the woman who had been abused, who then mercilessly punished his backside six more times. The woman then had him kiss her feet. He was made to apologise to her, and all women. The mature woman then thrust two letters before the whimpering male, which she made him sign. The women looked at him with utter contempt as they started to file past; Lady Barbara quickly ascended the stairs.
She had a quiet moment to herself and was compelled to massage herself below her skirts; she could not get the vision from her mind as she thought of the man, naked and punished ruthlessly by a woman, the cane coming down again and again. Her whole body tingled and was washed with waves of pleasure as she enjoyed a very satisfactory orgasm. Later on in the day the woman who had been the subject of abuse appeared and gleefully passed a letter to Lady Barbara. It was a letter of formal resignation from the man. When she asked the women why he could not have delivered it himself, she was told he had left the house already and was with a new employer; a Mrs Ruth Chesterfield.
Curiosity, and the convenience of the man still being owed wages, made Lady Barbara look up Ruth's address; she would ask upon his welfare. She was a little put out at someone else organising her servants, and on her property too, but had a distinct admiration for any woman who could have such control over an adult male.
Mrs Chesterfield had a large imposing town house, though this could not require too many servants at the drop of a hat. This was something else that Puzzled Lady Barbara. She was greeted by a maid and ushered into a parlour. Ruth came immediately and sat with her.
"I am sorry to bother you, only I was a little concerned at one of my servants leaving my employ so abruptly. I do hope this was not a reflection on his prior employer; I have the remainder of his wages and wondered about his welfare, though I see he must be just as comfortable here." Ruth smiled and was warming to this Lady already; she could sense she knew more than she had let on.
"I do apologise for relieving you of a servant without any notice, however, relieve you I did. He had not been a good servant to you or any other woman. You have a large household and know how difficult it must be to remain aware of the social activities of your staff. I have an advantage in that I was made aware of a problem which you remained unaware of through a business enterprise. Your female staff will be a lot happier going forward." Lady Barbara could not help but smile at her response and was not sure just how honest to be with her knowledge.
"I had heard a rumour. True, it is difficult for me to keep in touch, but there was a mention of abuse. This is why I was concerned; I had thought of the constabulary. If it was true, how do we know it will not be repeated?" Ruth smiled warmly at her.
