In my country the law was different for those with money than for those without. The law was different for men than it was for women. The law was different depending on the judge that you faced. There was never a doubt that I would be found guilty. As a female with no money my last chance was to throw myself on the mercy of the judge. He was twenty years younger than some at 60 years plus.
My representative asked to be allowed to present me to the judge privately to plead for leniency. I was so pleased when he agreed to meet us in his office the next day. The junior clerk who had represented me said to me to say as little as possible and to agree to whatever the judge suggested. Any objection would result in a punishment far worse than my crime warranted.
The judge seemed to delight in outlining my helpless position. He said that he could separate me from my family for a very long time if he had a mind to. He described the conditions a pretty girl like me was likely to experience in prison. He even said that the worst for me would be if he sent me to the mixed gender prison where I would be "fed to the lifers".
He had succeeded in frightening me. At this stage he could have offered me almost any alternatives and I would have jumped at it. When he did finally get to the point he said.
"You will live as a junior servant with a family. They are a reputable family well known to me. You will live there for three months and once a week I will personally oversee your physical punishment. Other punishments will be carried out during the week as your hosts see fit. Any disobedience deemed serious by myself or your hosts will lead to a return to court and a new sentence."
I actually thanked the judge for his generous consideration. I didn't know what I was in for, only that it was probably much better than the alternative. It did not take long before I realized it would not be a tea party.
The next evening I was delivered to the huge house where a serious looking member of staff welcomed me. He took me to an attic room and told me to put on the uniform and only the uniform on the bed and report to the library when dressed. The dress was short and tight. The stockings were of beautiful quality and the high heels fitted me perfectly. The lack of underwear was disturbing as the hem of the dress was only six inches below my naked bottom.
The response to my knock on the library door was instant and I opened the big heavy door. The man sat behind the impressive desk was younger than I had expected and the woman to his right not much older than me.
"Come in Jennifer. You will call me Mr. Bennett or Sir and my wife Mrs. Bennett or Mistress. You will do exactly what we tell you at all times and you will see your three months through with the minimum of pain and punishment. You are the junior member of staff so I suggest that you try to get on well with all the others. To help you understand this we are going to show you where you fit in.
Now come right up to the desk and reach across and hold this side with both hands. That is right but spread your legs wide."
"Yes I think I understand very well Sir."
Sir rang a bell and my heart sank as the door opened. I didn't know who would come through the door but I did have a very good idea of the view that would greet them.
"Oh James, Jennifer here needs to be given a little demonstration of her status."
"Of course sir. Would you like me to show her the cane, tawse or flogger Sir? Or were you thinking of something more personal?"
"I think we need to spend the next 24 hours preparing her for the Judge's first visit. While I will be fascinated to see how she responds to a warmed bottom I think that another of her charms should be awakened. When were you last with a man Jennifer?"
I knew what he was asking me so stopped myself from asking what he meant. I knew it was not a time to play games."
"It has been over three months Sir."
"How often do you pleasure yourself girl?"
"Eh well, eh sometimes once a day sometimes not for a week Sir."
"Well James I think that we should ensure that Jennifer here is warmed up to ensure she is ready for the Judge."
I had almost forgotten Mrs. Bennett before she said.
"I think that is an excellent idea my dear. Might I suggest that James might not be appropriate at this time? What she needs is a little reminder of how a cock feels and how she is missing it. We wouldn't want to spoil her now would we? Might I suggest that young Ben continue his sexual education and put his small but well-formed cock to use?"
"That is a splendid idea my love. We want her interest whetted not satisfied right now. James, be good enough to bring Ben here. We will see if he has learned to control himself a little better."
I am usually a very private person but all this talk of cocks and whetting my interest had, despite or I think because of my public display, sexually excited me. My pussy was surprising warm and a little moist. I hoped it would not show. It seemed like forever before I heard footsteps enter the room. I instinctively went to close my legs but again controlled my natural reaction.
"Hi Ben. I know it a wonderful view but please close your mouth you have seen a woman's pussy before. I have been told that Mrs. Bennett has been supervising your lessons in self-control. She informs me that they are not very successful yet."
"I am trying my best Sir but the maid does make it very difficult for me to control myself. She is very..."
