Breakfast finished Suchada put me in my place by ordering me to do the dishes and get the house clean while she and Lizzie disappeared off to have a shower. I was also ordered to have a pot of coffee ready for when they returned.
During coffee I was told that I needed to prepare the other guest room for her brother and to also clean up their bedroom, bundle the washing together and complete that. She was going out shopping for a couple of hours but Lizzie planned to read a book on the lounger on the Terrace.
Once she disappeared I dutifully set to work, preparing and cleaning the rooms and then put the washing into the machine and set it off. I then went out to the terrace and asked Lizzie if she wanted anything to drink and were there any more tasks for me. She declined but suggested I join her for some relaxation while our mistress was out.
That seemed to be a great idea so I went to pull the other lounger into position out of the sun and looking out to sea. As I was doing this I felt a spasm of pain up my back and grasped at my back and cried out with the pain.
Lizzie was most concerned and rushed over to see how she could help. I explained where the spasm occurred and she suggested that I should lie face down so she could try and relieve the pain. I took off my tee shirt and lay down gingerly on the lounger. After applying a generous amount of oil she found the spot where obviously some muscles had knotted up and she kneaded her hands, fingers and even elbows into the affected spot as for about 5 minutes until I felt the muscle click back into place. She then said that as she had oily hands already she might as well give me a full massage. I was very happy to agree to this.
Actually Lizzie was giving a superb massage and the difficult situation of the last evening and this morning drifted from my mind as I relaxed to a near sleepy condition. I am not sure how much time had passed but my euphoric condition was suddenly disturbed when Lizzie pulled away from me and I turned in time to see a furious Suchada angrily asking Lizzie whether she had been given permission to massage such a worthless individual and stating that she would be facing punishment for such insolence and she should go to the terrace and assume the "position"!!
Suchada then turned on me asking why the washing was still sitting in the machine and shouldn't I have transferred it to the dryer?? I was told to complete this promptly then return to the terrace to face my punishment for not finishing my chores.
I quickly went to transfer the washing and set the timer for one hour. When I returned to the terrace I was shocked to see Lizzie kneeling at the end of the lounger with her upper body draped forward with her arms secured to the lounger by strapping. Her knees were also secured to the base of the lounger.
Suchada, now looking magnificent in tight gym shorts and a crop top with obviously no bra, ordered me to kneel beside the lounger and watch...
She the produced a two paddles, one shaped like a larger table tennis bat and another like a wide ruler with a handle and covered in leather with "SLUT" carved into the leather but backwards so it would leave a clear imprint when used.
Suchada then asked Lizzie to choose which tool she should be punished with. She chose the oval paddle - I suspected that this would mean I was up for a branding as "SLUT!!"
Suchada then commenced the punishment, carefully aiming blows to both cheeks of Lizzies' perfect bottom quickly turning them to a bright red. I made note of the fact that Lizzie was stoic in accepting her punishment with her face twisting in pain with each blow but, notably, she did out cry out or make any noise whatsoever. She was to receive 25 blows as her punishment. Ironically she looked extremely sexy lying in her bound position. I was disgusted with myself that the scene was turning me on. Her body rippled with every blow she received and a couple of times she pulled against the restraints but, apart from a little stretch, they remained firm.