Paul and Howard have been thinking for some time now about spending a night in a European castle bed and breakfast. They would like to immerse themselves into the historic past of eccentric royalty who owned and ran these castles. A royalty from antiquity who is a bit of a demented kook would be fine by them. The tales of their ghosts and perverted lifestyles have captivated their vivid imagination and perked their interest. Their primary requirement is that dinner serving must be in the cellar or dungeon where things are a little more mysterious. The purpose and use of a dungeon in those old times must have provided for some interesting events being a place for some rather bizarre and out of the ordinary behaviors.
Paul and Howard find a perfect castle in Germany that was run by an eccentric Duke that even has a dumb waiter going to the dining room in the cellar. This looks perfect based on their Internet search which can satisfy their curiosity about the era. They are keen to learn more about the power and eccentric indulgences of the Counts and Dukes from the Middle-Ages and to experience this first hand for themselves. So they tell their girlfriends, who are apprehensive about the strangeness of their idea, and set up a one night reservation at the castle plus another day for touring the area. A flight is booked and they are set for an adventure into the twilight zone.
Upon arrival in Heidelberg they explore the sites, see the people, examine the architecture and imbibe the seemingly time immemorial agelessness and deathlessness history of the city. They are excited to see this castle for real since the pictures seemed to be drawing in their attention for some time now. Next morning they check in early to the tall castle and are anxious to receive a guided tour of the inner castle and surrounding grounds. To add to the character the staff are all dressed in period uniforms of the Middle Ages from management to maintenance including the room service crew. Things are situated as they hoped and the old feel of the many generations of people living here is very palpable. Their twilight experience is beginning to unfold just like in a movie.
So they check into their rooms and then head back into the city for more people exploration and immersion into the culture. They return a little early in anticipation for that dinner experience in the dungeon and discover from the front desk that they are the only guests for the night. There are late cancellations so there will be a full wait staff for their dinner.
At the call for dinner they descend to the cavernous dungeon by way of a spiral staircase and find themselves walking into a Middle-Ages decor and theme. The walls are decorated with period tapestry, ceiling paneled with mahogany and the floors laid with rustic but smooth hardwood boards. The center dining table is surrounded by a beautiful floor rug of earth tone colors and a Medieval pattern. They imagine all kinds of hideous acts committed here that would have likely occurred in the Tower of London during the Middle-Ages. Paul and Howard wonder just what were the predilections of these kooky eccentric Dukes, Lords and Counts anyway! This is just what they have been anticipating for a retro kind of spooked out experience.
The head waiter Wolfgang introduces himself and introduces waitresses Ulla and Kathryn.
Ulla appears to be more headstrong and dominant and Kathryn more submissive. The two guests are presented to the dinner table which has a white table cover and six candle candelabra centerpiece. The chairs are very robust and sturdy without arm rests.
Paul and Howard sit on opposing sides of the table and Kathryn presents them with menus which have only a few selections of foods that relate to the Middle-Ages period. They both select a Beef Wellington meal along with a fine red wine. Paul who is sitting closest to the server cart and the dumb waiter is very curious about the history of this cellar and asks Wolfgang to explain. Wolfgang gives an overview of the type of important guests that have been entertained in this cellar. He also points out that some parties have been thrown here by former eccentric Dukes but far too perverted to be mentioned. Meanwhile food is being prepared in the kitchen above and sent down the dumb waiter to be placed on the wheeled server cart. Ulla dedicates her service to Paul and Kathryn is serving Howard. Ulla turns out to be very bossy and orders Kathryn about to do the most menial of tasks while carrying about an air of authority. Such things such as menial tasks are beneath her dignity. This is a very quaint arrangement and both Paul and Howard are thoroughly enjoying the personal attention and indulgence of the staff serving them. Yet they are extremely curious to learn more about this eccentric perversion of the Dukes and Counts of the past. Paul and Howard are wondering how they are going to get Wolfgang to reveal more about the history.
They are loving their Beef Wellington with German mashed potatoes and assorted vegetables. The look around to all areas of the room with their imaginations running wild at full tilt over what may have occurred in this very room. The energy of place lends itself to something mysterious almost ghost like or maybe an apparition.
Now it is about time for desert and as they are handed a desert menu the rather quiet Howard says in a low tone "I wish Ulla was my desert!" Paul laughs and replies "But she is serving me. Seems like you have a liking for strong personality women." A bit embarrassed Howard replies nothing and looks about nonchalantly as to deny or dismiss his faux pas.
Ulla then reaches over the table just next to Howard and accidently tips over his wine glass. The wine spill instantly crawls back along the surface of the table towards the edge. A stream falls off the edge and onto Paul's knee. Paul is startled and reels back in his chair. Ulla is very nonchalant and takes a step backward avoiding the spill onto the floor. She says nothing either being in complete empathy or having total disregard for Paul's distress. Wolfgang immediately steps forward and apologizes for the accident while offering a napkin for Paul to wipe himself. He gives a reprimanding glance towards Ulla who now is stepping away to ignore the scene. Wolfgang says to Paul "I am so sorry for this accident and Ulla's lack of concern. She's been difficult to deal with all day today."
Wolfgang then asks Paul "Do you think I should discipline her?" Paul replies "Why yes, I'd fire her!" with indignation. Instantly Wolfgang walks up behind Ulla and pushes her forward so that her body flops over the top of the empty serving cart. She shrieks out and he quickly grabs her wrists while motioning Kathryn to grab her ankles. Both Paul and Howard are startled by this aggressive forceful manhandling which is all happening right next to where Paul is sitting.
Wolfgang grabs a cord from the cart and quickly ties it to Ulla's wrists. He then fastens the free end to the frame of the cart near the bottom. Wolfgang then moves to the back of the cart and ties Ulla's ankles together with another cord. The free end is now fastened to the backside of the cart.
Ulla is now stretched out over the cart and securely tied down. She struggles but cannot escape her bonds. Wolfgang now boldly grabs the hem of her skirt and swings it up over her back. Then with a couple of fingers he slips them beneath the band of her panties and tugs them down exposing her bare vulnerable ass for all to see. Wolfgang then motions Kathryn to come over and says "You spank her!" Kathryn is excited since Ulla has acted superior, been so bossy, and acted so very condescending to her. Wolfgang says "She's been a bitch to Kathryn all day."