Mrs. McGregor gave Suzanne a list of books to read.
Story of O
Return To the Chateau
Venus In Furs
A Man With A Maid
Beatrice by Gordon Grimley
Astrid Cane
Clara Birch
Harriet Marwood, Governess
The Adventures of Julian Robinson
A Guide To The Correction Of Young Gentlemen
Anne Rice's The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty, Beauty's Punishment, and Beauty's Release
"Frank" and I
The English Governess
Several Gor Novels
Ironwood
After reading each one Suzanne had to pass a test about the book. Any failures on her part resulted in a spanking.
"When you hear "Inspection!" you are to lift your skirt and expose your clitty, whether caged or not, to whoever orders it."
"Inspection ,sissy!"
"When you hear the order "Display", you are to lay on your back and you are to open your legs as wide as you can and expose your cute little clitty. Understood?"
"Yes, Mommy. I open my legs when I hear "Display."
"Good. Display."
"Excellent. Now when you hear "Present", face away from a superior, lean forward, reach back and pry your asscheeks apart, showing your boipussy. Turn around. Present. Very good, sissy."
Suzanne, you know you are not allowed to have unauthorized orgasms, correct?"
Suzanne hung her head in shame.
"Yes, Mistress."
"You are a naughty gurl. And what happens to naughty gurls?"
"They get punished, Mistress."
"And to make it worse your Governess and I were about to go to bed together.."
Suzanne blushed. "Errr...errr...errr....sorry, Ma'am."
"Sorry isn't good enough."
"Now, as to your punishment, Margaret and I have discussed this and here's what's going to happen. You are sentenced to three weeks chastity."
"Yes, Mistress."
"And a spanking."
"Yes Mistress."
"A double spanking, every day for the next five days. One by Margaret, one by me."
"Wha....???....unmmm....errr....yes, Mistress."
"Watch yourself, young gurl. You're walking a very fine line as it is. Would you prefer a week of your governess' tawse twice a day?"
Suzanne paled. "Oh, no Ma'am."
"And you are to be belled for three weeks so everyone can know your shame."
Suzanne hung her head. "Yes, Mistress."
"Then do you agree to your punishment?"
"Ummm...errrr....yes, Mistress."
"Marta, take Suzanne to the punishment room. Strip her, have her wait on all fours for us. Then run to her room and fetch her bell chocker.""
Marta curtsied and took Suzanne by the arm.
"Come along, gurl."
Vanna sighed."Margaret, I don't understand sissies sometimes. You guide and train and discipline them, and still they do things like....this."
"I know dear. They never learn. BUT, I had a pleasant thought. It's Tuesday, correct?"
Vanna nodded.
"Then her regular scheduled maintenance spanking happens on Saturday. Put her through that ordeal, send her to her room, than have one of the maids take her to the punishment room for her double spanking."
Vanna laughed out loud. "Wonderful."
"AND," Margaret continued, "we could really confuse her. Wear the same outfit every day."
Oh, Mrs. McGregor, you little devil. It's fiendish. She won't know if she's coming or going. Let's do it"
"Ummmm....one more thing?"
"Ok, devil, spill it."
"The last day we use a strapon on her."
"Like I said. Evil. But in a good way"
Suzanne had been touchy and resentful all week, perhaps because Mistress had extended her time in chastity.
She had called her several times, and she still wasn't there. Picking up her hand bell she shook it rigorously.
Suzanne finally showed up, out of breath.
Where have you been, young gurl?"
"Sorry, Mistress, I was fetching these."
She held out a pair of Vanna's Black leather opera-length evening gloves.
Suzanne dropped to her knees and presented the gloves to her Mistress.
"I'm ready for my spanking, Madame." she said, blushing and looking at the floor.
"How sweet. Wait here, I'm going to change."
When she returned Mistress was wearing a black corset and a red leather miniskirt.
Suzanne knew she was in for a hard time. Mommy only wore red when she was planning an extraordinarily long discipline session.
"You do realize why I keep you in chastity, do you not?
Muffled by her leather hood Suzanne answered, "Yes, Mistress, to train me in self control."
"True, bat as an added bonus, slaves who can't cum make the best lovers."
Mistress unzipped the hood and guided the slave's mouth to her waiting pussy.
"Prove me right, Suzanne."
Mrs. McGregor would be lying if she said she didn't enjoying administering a long hard tawsing to sissyslave Suzanne.
She enjoys making her wait in her room before going to fetch her to the Mistress Chapel.
She knows Margaret is coming, and the sound of her booted high heels on a hardwood floor sends a shiver of fear through her. Then nothing.
Has she changed her mind? Perhaps she had forgiven her and called off the punishment. Perhaps he will escape the searing pain of Mrs. McGregor's tawse on her derriere.
Then click...click...click...the sound of her boots sounds again. She will not escape.
The door opens. Suzanne smells Governess' unique perfume. She lifts his eyes from the floor to see the vision of the perfect dominatrix. Her clitty twitches in its cage as it fruitlessly tries to engorge. She is a vision in black leather, corset, skirt, opera length gloves, six inch heeled boots. Governess smiles and points to her boots and Suzanne scuttles forward and begins to kiss her highly polished footwear. Margaret smiles as Suzanne, once again abases herself before her. She knows what to do, Left boot...right boot..left boot...right boot...worshipping her beauty.
Margaret snaps her fingers, and the slaves looks up at her, making eye contact. Suzanne knows what is expected of her.
"Please Governess, I have been a naughty gurl. Will you please punish me?"
"Of course, Suzanne, come along to the Mistress Chapel. On your hands and knees."
Thirty minutes later, after being released from the spanking bench, Suzanne has to thank Mrs. McGregor for her chastisement. She is once again on her knees kissing Governesses boots.
The sissy's rear is flaming red and crisscrossed with a delicate tracery of thin red weals from the Scottish strap.
Her eyes are red with tears and her clitty is once again engorged in its cage.
Margaret is smiling. She knows the next step will be Suzanne worshipping her divine vagina. And if she's unsatisfactory, well, the tawse was still clipped to her belt.
Suzanne was standing in front of Vanna and Margaret, naked except for her chastity cage.
"Suzanne, you're in for a treat today. We are going to take you cage off! Even better, you'll be allowed to play with yourself in order to make yourself cum!"
Mrs. McGregor fiddled with her cell phone for a second.
"Ready Susie?" Vanna pulled the key from around her neck and unlocked Suzanne's cage.
Margaret said "Better hurry, gurl. You have two minutes from right ...now"
Suzanne looked confused. "Mistress, wha...?"
"Hurry up, times a wasting. You have a minute and a half left."
Suzanne was almost crying when the cage was on locked again, without her succeeding in making sissy puddles.
With each stroke of the tawse Mrs. McGregor paused to allow the full effects register with the miscreant. She would then run her hand over the slaves buttocks, testing the warmth emanating from the pert rear end.
"It will soon all be over."
"Just calm yourself down."
"Just take it in stride."
"OW!!!" Legs quivering Suzanne strove to maintain her position.
"Try to stay still, dear."
"Keep your feet on the floor."
Stroke after stroke cracked against firm flesh. Suzanne begged! She screamed! She sobbed! She moaned! At each stroke she bucked, helplessly!
"Suzanne, remember, if you break position is an additional three strokes."
Mommy was sitting at her dressing table in her bedroom. Ringing her hand bell she summoned a maid. "Ah, Marta. I'm in a nasty mood today. I feel like doing something different. Go fetch Suzanne for me."
Maid Marta smiled. "This should be good" she thought to herself.
She found the sissy in her room and told her to follow. But before leaving the room Marta had her perform her dildo worship ritual. Kneel. "Sissies love cock, sissies crave cock, sissies love cum, sissies crave cum" Take the rubber cock and bob her head up and down ten times.
"You really DO love cock, don't you, sissy?"
"Yes, Miss."
"Let's go, sissy, your Mommy wants you."
Entering the Mistresses' room Vanna said "Suzanne, you look lovely today. Love the frock. NOW STRIP!"
She fumbled at her dress, pulled it over her head.
"Everything."
Off came the shoes, garter belt, stockings panties and bra, leaving the sissyslave completely naked.
Mommy frowned. "You, too, Marta."
The maid's eyes widened in surprise, but she obeyed the order.
When she was stripped Mommy said, "You are a lovely woman, Marta. Now go to the closet. Inside is an umbrella stand with some birches in it. Fetch one, give it to me, then drape yourself over the arm of the chair."
Marta exclaimed "Ma'am, what have I done?"
"You were slow in answering the hand bell."
Which wasn't true, but fit in with Vanna's mood.
"Yes, Ma'am" the maid sighed. She knew what her Mistress was like.
The maid leaned over the chair, and Vanna started the birching.
Marta started stoically, but was soon moaning and wiggling her ass.
