Workhouse to Bathhouse - Part 4 - slave girl sara
(My Fantasy Fiction)
She gazed at the naked girl and wondered what her crime had been as the leather strap, from Miss Wade, changed the colour of her back and bottom to the colours of the rainbow.
It was quick and meaningful, she was told later they did not want the girl unable to do her shift, so sharp and somewhat brutal.
Her crime was to have repeatedly used too much wash powder after several slap warnings.
Was it a crime committed or was it just a way of controlling the girls in the laundry and making sure they did not over dose the machines?
The fourth area the workers worked in were as cleaners or in the busy works kitchen so the employee`s followed the 4 week pattern.
The 4 week working shift pattern in a different area of the building was designed to accommodate the natural cycle of a girls life, was it thoughtful or was it just good business?
The employment of young people is a double edged sword as for the baths owners, a fee charged for the bath itself and extras charged as they are offered all the extra facilities on offer, the young ladies or men.
Any extra used also earns the person bathing them a small fee.
The highest fee paid worker every month also got a half a days paid holiday to add to the one day a month holiday they got now, seemed very generous.
The other benefit for the workers is the chance of being taken by the bath users into their own home as house servants, to use and abuse as they and their visitors pleased, which also carried a fee from the bathhouse for their negotiations on the matter.
sara pinged her nipples prior to knocking on the office door of Miss Wade.
Not a visit she was looking forward to as the carrier of the message to her about being summoned was Noah, her first and currently her only friend.
He had obviously been crying, sniffing as he told her to be at Miss Wade`s office at 10.00am
She hugged him and he pulled back and removed his toga.
He told her because he was her friend he had being punished for not making sure she arrived at her room at lights out the day before.
She had a special way with young men, he told her how he had to strip and she wanked him dry before fastening his still extended cock onto the front bar of her desk and whipped him with a whippy cane and then he had to lean over the desk as she sat on it, legs open to be licked and licked, if he stopped, he was simply whipped again, bottom and cock with an intermediate rattan.
sara knelt and gently licked and sucked his cock, she did not know what else to do.
She said she would arrive late to guarantee a beating, he pleaded with her not to as he knew how wicked Miss Wade could be.
10.10 sara knocked on her office door, she never answered, she knocked again, louder and with more force just as Miss Wade opened her door and sara hit Miss Wade on her tits.
Miss grabbed her hair and slammed the door closed behind them.
That was the signal for Noah to listen at the door.
sara, still in the grip of Miss began to cry from the hair pulling as she apologised.
Miss was so angry, turned sara to face her and slapped and slapped her face time after time, sara just screamed.
She was thrown to the floor and told to strip and touch her toes.
She saw Miss get the cane off the table and saw sara`s red and strapped bottom, she asked who has belted her, Whoosh Crack?
sara blubbered out how sorry she was and it was Mr. Jones last evening.
She gave sara 10 hard cane strokes, 1 for every late minute.
sara was then spun round, knelt down and her head pushed up her skirt, she pushed her head deep into her pussy saying, feeding time workhouse.
One last cum and sara was pulled out, slapped again and given a piece of paper, walked on all fours like a dog and pushed out of the door.
Noah heard her being dragged and hid in the staircase.
Noah was right there to console and cuddle her through her cries and sobs.
