The next morning I very respectfully made two proposals to my mistress.
The first, was that her loyal and dutiful servant; Lucinda; be rewarded. And that every morning she should be allowed to have me serve her in her bedchamber.
The second, was that I be sent every month, at least four days to the Place of Public Punishment, that I might be punished severely in front of many witnesses so that the queen and Lady Juliana might hear of it.
The first proposal she agreed to without hesitation. She saw the logic of rewarding Lucinda and didn't need my urging.
The second proposal troubled her.
"Queen Eleanor and her courtiers would see this as a sign of weakness and abject surrender on my part," protested my mistress, "I refuse to be utterly at the beck and call of Queen Eleanor and Princess Juliana."
My mistress refused to send me to the Place of Public Punishment, however she decided on a compromise of sorts, which would still have me on public display and punished severely in front of a great many witnesses. Queen Eleanor and Lady Juliana would still hear of it, however my mistress would choose the location for the grand spectacle and she would choose the witnesses.
"The clearing in front of my manor house is large," my mistress went on, "I could easily assemble an audience of two-hundred witnesses there for you. I could arrange for a pillory to be built there. And perhaps an X cross and two vertical poles with iron rings for securing a slaves ankles and wrists."
All of the bondage devices my mistress mentioned were available in great number at the Place of Public Punishment. I could however understand why securing me to an X cross at the clearing in front of her manor house would be an improvement over securing me to an X cross at the Place of Public Punishment. Lady Svetlana did not wish to feel as if she were being dominated and controlled by Queen Eleanor and her courtiers.
Arranging for the X cross and other bondage devices would take time. Arranging for hundreds of witnesses might take even longer, however sending me to Lucinda and offering myself up to serve her in her bedchamber would take no more than a few minutes.
Therefore, my mistress and I came to an agreement, and I soon found myself kneeling before Lucinda's skirts; in a corridor just outside of the servants quarters; and offering myself up to her as a naked slave that was under orders to serve her sexual needs.
It was normal for me to present myself to Lucinda every morning so that she could take me across her lap and spank me and leave my buttocks quite sore, however on this particular morning, I presented myself to Lucinda, on my knees and with the sort of deportment and manners I had learned at court I announced that Lucinda was free to take advantage of my considerable sexual skills every morning if she wished it. She was free to take advantage of my mouth, my tongue and any other part of me if she so chose.
"Well, it seems as if I am a fortunate young lady," Lucinda replied, "Is this sexual servitude to be in place of your morning spanking, or in addition to it?"
"In addition to it," I replied respectfully, with my head bowed, "Lady Svetlana sees no reason to spare my buttocks from being reddened every morning."
"The color does seem to add to your beauty," Lucinda said, grinning her girlish grin. She sat down upon a stool of wood and leather and said, "Very well then, girl! Get your naked body across my lap and I'll turn your buttocks an admirable red color!"
Lucinda was good to her word. I couldn't see the work she was doing as I lay across her lap, however I could feel her strong right hand as it rained down sharp, stinging blows onto my poor, naked bottom.
Lucinda claimed that she took no special delight in inflicting pain on my bare bottom, however she was exceptionally skilled at it. Her hand stung my poor buttocks and left my naked body writhing and crying, tears welling up in my eyes after less than half a dozen blows.
Lucinda bore me no malice, however her stinging blows made me twist and turn across her lap. My hips rose and fell in a shameless manner as the sound of Lucinda's hand coming down upon my bare flesh could be heard all across Lady Svetlana's household.
"Raise your bottom up higher," Lucinda ordered me when my twisting made my bottom slide down and made it a less accessible target.
I arched my spine and used the balls up my feet to push my calves, thighs and bottom up higher. When my naked buttocks were much more prominently on display, Lucinda began spanking them again.
The sound of her bare hand punishing my bare buttocks and thighs was far louder than the sound of my piteous cries.
I could hear my own full-throated moaning, wailing and cries of pain, however Lady Svetlana's servants no doubt could hear only the crisp sound of Lucinda's strong hand striking my already sore, naked buttocks.
When I could manage it, I looked up from the floor and I occasionally would see a servant hurrying past intent upon their assigned duties. They looked indistinct as my eyes were filled with tears, however I could see them well enough to know that people were witnessing my humiliating punishment.
I squirmed and writhed across Lucinda's lap until the blows stopped. And even after they ceased I continued to squirm, and my soft torrent of sobs could be heard within the house, since the overwhelmingly loud cracks of cruel slaps upon naked flesh had ceased.
"It is a shame that you cannot see the color of your own buttocks," Lucinda informed me as my tears fell from my face and let tiny, wet marks upon the floor, "Your shapely buttocks are a beautiful mixture of a healthy pink glow and a passionate red hue. At some point Lady Svetlana should bring in an artist to paint your naked buttocks right after a spanking. Such a painting would be magnificent."
I lay naked across Lucinda's lap and knew that this was not just idle talk. Lucinda was a very serious woman and was not prone to teasing or games. If she was speaking of having an artist to create a painting that immortalized the color of my buttocks after it had been freshly spanked, she would make a serious effort to see that it happened. She would no doubt speak to Lady Svetlana this very day to see about making her idea a reality.
"And now, I believe you have a duty to satisfy my sexual needs," Lucinda said while resting one hand on the small of my back, and the other finding my nether lips, stroking them idly and making me squirm.
My sex had already been pulsing before Lucinda began to stroke my public lips, however the gentle contact of her fingers upon my exposed, vulnerable sex, caused my sex to pulse even more intensely. Being spanked across this woman's lap had stirred up delicious feelings of erotic helplessness. And Lucinda's fingers in between my thighs intensified those feelings and caused me to whimper and spread my legs wider apart. I bit into my lower lip and surrendered my will completely to the woman that had taken control and punished me so expertly.
"You can rise up from my lap now, naked girl," Lucinda said, when I had finally stopped sobbing, "But do so slowly. I truly adore the sight of your naked buttocks, and the more swiftly you move, the fewer opportunities I have to enjoy them."
Obeying her commands, I rose up from Lucinda's lap with exceptional slowness. I gave her plenty of time to enjoy the sight of my freshly-punished bottom, and then she ordered me to march down the corridor and enter her bedchamber.
