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Jim's Story - part forty

Date: Tue, 20 Nov 2012 05:12:07 -0500
From: randolphus

Jim's Story by randolphus
first part here

part forty

Sunday

I brought coffee for Betty who was showing off her lovely
breasts. I tried not to stare.

Betty said: "We discussed what happened the last time you were
sent to a class. Kathleen said you would probably be unfaithful
again. Sarah was angry and said she didn't want to know the
details."

I said: "Yes ma'am;" I felt like a fish on a hook.

Betty said: "I'm not expecting you to confess anything but I
know if I put you into other women's hands, one or more will use
you sexually, you're in their power, how can you say no, but the
reason Sarah is so angry is that you probably enjoyed it. We
want to make sure you pay the price for that enjoyment."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Betty said: "I guess they were right, you probably did enjoy
being unfaithful. We are planning a major beating for you
tonight. I'm telling you this now so that you can be extra sweet
and loving and maybe earn some compassion for when you're
fastened down."

I said: "Thank you ma'am."

Betty said: "Start with breakfast, yesterday was spa day but
maybe you can squeeze in time for Sarah, but after breakfast you
have to clean the house and do laundry."

I said: "Thank you ma'am. I would like to take coffee to Sarah
and Kathleen and pay my respects as they wish and then make
breakfast and of course clean up."

Betty said: "You may do all that."

I curtsied and said: "Thank you ma'am."

When I entered the door to Sarah's room she woke. I curtsied and
offered the coffee. I got her robe and helped her into it.

If she's angry with me she will think I just wanted to see her
naked, if she's not angry she will think how nice this was. I
can't help liking to see her naked.

I said: "May I assist you ma'am?"

Sarah took off the robe, picked up the coffee and said: "Yes."

I followed her into the bathroom and knelt between her knees.
She peed and I patted her dry. I was hoping for more but I now
understood that I had been found guilty in absentia. I washed my
hands at what used to be my sink.

Sarah said: "You may dress me."

I found panties and bra and she approved. Since it was Sunday I
found socks and she approved. I would have kissed her toes but I
was trying to be very proper. After I put the socks on she said:
"I will finish later, you may go."

I curtsied and left.

I took coffee to Kathleen. She was already sitting on the
toilet. I knocked and asked if I may assist her and she said
that I could. She held the coffee and I patted her dry. I
offered to help her dress but was dismissed.

The fruit was all from last week and I had to trim off parts of
the cantaloupe and throw away half the blueberries and there was
a very ripe pineapple I rescued.

Betty was the first and I fried an egg and toasted bread for
her, she wore a yellow blouse and a black mini skirt, looking
very sexy. Sarah came in wearing a white tee shirt and skin
tight shorts looking very pretty. Neither brought their coffee
cups, so I poured new ones and poured water into their glasses.
Sarah had one of the yoghurts and blue berries.

Sarah said: "Where did you get the blueberries from Jim."

I said: "They were in the refrigerator since last week Miss
Sarah."

She said: "The ones in the refrigerator were moldy."

I said: "Yes ma'am but I threw the moldy ones away, these were
fine and I washed them."

She said: "If I find a moldy one you'll be sorry."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Then Kathleen came in and said: "I want an egg muffin."

It just happened there were a pair of not moldy English muffins
left in the package. I fried the muffins in butter because I
thought they might be stale. That pleased Kathleen.

Their conversation was about the trip to the Nordstrom store in
the valley where they were going to buy Betty a business suit.

Betty said: "After you clean the kitchen vacuum the whole house,
make the beds and pick up in all the rooms, and do the laundry.
That should keep you busy until we get back."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

I worked non stop for hours.

I checked the refrigerator to see that I could prepare lunch if
it was requested and dinner. But not breakfast for tomorrow. But
I didn't want to add to my crimes by shopping without
permission.

The ladies returned and Betty found me and said they wanted
lunch but I should get drink orders first. I curtsied while
Betty said all that. I said: "Yes ma'am."

Kathleen wanted a beer, Sarah wanted white wine cold, and Betty
wanted a diet Coke. None were in the refrigerator.

I have these giant tumblers that I put the Chardonnay and a
Newcastle into, then I added water and ice and spun the bottles
for three or four minutes. Then I put the Chardonnay and two
Newcastle bottles into the almost empty freezer.

When I served the drinks I heard a fragment of a conversation:
Sarah said: "At least we know he had the penis restraint on the
entire time."

I curtsied three times and went to fix lunch.

After I cleaned the kitchen I asked Betty: "May I go to the
store to buy food?"

Betty said: "How long will it take you?"

I said: "Less than an hour, I'll go to only one store."

Betty said: "You may but you have an appointment with Mom to do
bills and investments and it is very much in your interest to
take care of Sarah."

I said: "Thank you Miss Betty."

It took only forty minutes. When you have a list and the traffic
god is with you shopping is quick.

I like my finance session with Kathleen because we have
developed a friendship based on working out investment problems
together.

I felt that Sarah coming upstairs to our bedroom to get a
massage was half the battle won. I think Sarah is the most
beautiful woman in the world. I warmed oil and rubbed the length
of every muscle in her body. I massaged her breasts with both
hands. When I finished I bathed her.

While I painted her toenails she said: "Tell Betty I think you
were lusting at me."

I said: "Yes ma'am;" And I tried to keep my voice without
emotion because I know how easy it is to add sullenness to my
crimes. And I do feel resentful. I massaged her expertly.

Sarah said: "You forget that I'm going to cane you myself, I
hear an attitude in your voice and I don't like it. Stand in the
corner."

I said: "Yes ma'am;" I know there was nothing in my voice, she
can read my mind. I have to learn not to think resentful
thoughts.

Sarah came back and said: "I talked to Betty, after dinner you
will go into the stocks and we will all express our displeasure.
You can stay there in the corner, don't move."

I heard the door open and close and maybe Sarah left and I can
move a little, but maybe she didn't. I'm afraid of these ladies
when they get so hostile toward me.

I'm trying to seize the attitude high ground, all punishment is
for me. They are doing it for me because they love me. If they
didn't care about me they wouldn't go to all the trouble. But it
was going to hurt and it was unfair and I started the same
thought over and over.

Sarah came back and said: "Have you moved?"

I said: "No ma'am."

Sarah said: "I forgot you were doing laundry, the dryer is
buzzing, you may go back to laundry and cleaning. I will deal
with you later."

I said: "Yes ma'am and I want to say that I am very sorry I
displeased you."

Sarah said: "It's easy for you to say but I know you will be
sorry later."

I said: "Yes ma'am." I curtsied and went to do laundry.

I folded the towels and linens and smiled at how few linens
there were here compared to the hotel. Sarah's panties had to be
soaked. I scrubbed away most of the blood stains. I left some to
soak some more and put the panties and bras into little web bags
and threw it all into the washer. I had a basket of blouses and
slacks that needed ironing. I decided to leave it till later.

I checked all the rooms, I checked the refrigerator and there
was chilled wine, chilled beer, chilled diet coke and milk and
fruit for tomorrow. I just needed the goddesses.

I changed the table cloth in the dining room and vacuumed the
family room and dining room again. I washed the kitchen floor.

Kathleen arrived and I followed her into the family room,
curtsied and stood at very rigid attention. Kathleen said:
"Hello Jim what would you like?"

I said: "Would Miss Kathleen like a drink before dinner?"

Kathleen said: "What are my choices?"

I said: "We have beer, white and red wine, soft drinks, V8,
orange juice and water and of course I would be happy to make
coffee or tea."

Kathleen said: "What kind of beer?"

I said: "Newcastle Brown Ale or Miller Lite, I served a
Newcastle at lunch."

Kathleen said: "I'll have a Newcastle."

I curtsied and quickly came back and curtsied again and served
the beer with a glass and a napkin from a tray like a real
waiter.

Kathleen told me to kneel down next to her. She said: "We missed
you very much; Sarah imagined you were out having a good time
with attractive women and we were eating carry out and junk
food."

I said: "Miss Kathleen that is so far from what happened. Didn't
Betty tell you what she arranged for me?"

Kathleen said: "No, I didn't know anything about that, tell me."

I described the entire trip without mentioning Maria. I
summarized by saying I folded five hundred towels and cleaned
nearly one hundred toilets and wiped and cleaned mirrors; I
worked from 3:15 to 11:00 every day I was gone, mostly I wasn't
allowed to talk.

Kathleen said: "That's amazing, Sarah has to hear this."

I said: "I wonder why Betty didn't tell Sarah?"

Sarah arrived and I stood up and curtsied and stood at
attention. Sarah said: "What do you want?"

I said: "Would Miss Sarah like a drink before dinner?"

Sarah said: "Bring me some very cold white wine."

I curtsied and got a big glass (7 oz) Chardonnay and a napkin. I
curtsied again and served it.

Kathleen said to Sarah: "Ask Jim to describe his trip."

Sarah said: "Go ahead and describe your trip."

I did and I emphasized how Spartan the room was and not being
able to talk even at breakfast and all the toilets I had to
clean and all the towels I had to fold.

Sarah said: "You didn't party?"

I described the lunch on the last day and the festive mood and
that wine was served.

Sarah said: "Did you have wine?"

I said: "No ma'am, Miss Sarah wasn't there to give it to me."

Betty arrived and I got her a diet Coke.

I was in the kitchen getting dinner completed when I was called
into the family room.

Of course I went and curtsied three times. Betty said: "Jim we
are planning to give you a major beating tonight. Do you think
you deserve it?"

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Kathleen said: "I thought you said all you did was work."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Betty said: "Jim, go fix dinner."

I heard Betty say: "What happened was a half dozen women had him
in their power they had straps and canes. One of them took a
fancy and had him. He couldn't do anything about it but he
enjoyed it. He's a little whore and needs to be whipped."

Sarah said: "Why didn't he say so?"

Betty said: "Because you would go crazy if you heard what
happened."

Sarah said: "I'm going to cane him until he tells."

Betty said: "Poor Jim."

Kathleen said: "I understand what Betty is saying Sarah; they
said he was a good boy, what would have happened if one of his
overseers got frustrated or angry. Imagine Jim threatened with a
cane if he didn't do some sex act and you threatening to cane
him unless he did."

Betty said: "And his biggest fault is he wants to please. I
think we need to take the responsibility of keeping him away
from women who have authority over him. I made the arrangements
to maintain his discipline while he was gone, but it just made
him more self-confident, most people in that situation would
have crumbled. He thanked me for providing the experience. He's
the cheese, what do you do if the mice come after the cheese,
you put the cheese away."

I went into the family room and curtsied three times. The ladies
were not in accord with each other.

Sarah said: "What do you want?"

I said: "Dinner is ready Miss Sarah, Miss Betty and Miss
Kathleen."

It was Ribs and corn on the cob and barbecued baked beans with
Cabernet Sauvignon wine. It was my one and only strategic weapon
to soften the punishment. Everything was eaten up and lots of
wine was drunk.

Betty said: "Clean the kitchen and then put yourself into the
stocks."

I had a dreadful feeling.

After I cleaned the kitchen I went into the family room and
reported to Betty I was going to the stocks. I didn't want to be
forgotten.

I was forgotten, I think I waited more than an hour.

Betty came in and fastened the strap and the top of the hand and
neck cutouts. She said: "Be brave Jim, Kathleen and I are having
a battle of the straps. You will judge which hurts more. It
would be a shame to have to give you extra strokes, so please
count the strokes and thank me without any begging."

I don't know whose strap will hurt the most, but I think Betty
puts more energy into her strokes. I could hear her grunting and
forcefully exhaling. She sounded like she was having a workout
in a gym. After twenty strokes Betty was out of breath and I
thought it was over.

I said: "Is it over Miss Betty?"

She said: "Yes sweetheart, you are very brave." Betty caressed
my head and gave me a kiss.

As always I was in pain, I had tears in my eyes, my nose was
running and I had no idea how much more suffering was planned
for me.

Just when the pain had dulled a little Kathleen entered and
said: "I expect you to count the strokes without begging, I
don't want to give you extra strokes.

I said: "Yes ma'am and thank you Miss Kathleen."

After I counted to twenty Kathleen said: "Which was more
painful, my strapping or Betty's?"

I said "Thank you Miss Kathleen twenty-one."

Kathleen said: "You poor baby, we'll come back and talk to you
later."

Sarah turned on the light. She wiped the tears out of my eyes
and let me blow my nose into a tissue. Sarah said: "I'm going to
cane you hard. Explain to me why you're being caned."

I said: "Because I had sex with another woman and it is not
allowed."

Sarah said: "Why isn't it allowed."

I said: "Because I'm exclusively yours."

Sarah said: "Explain that."

I said: "I'm Miss Sarah's slave."

Sarah said: "Does my slave tell me lies."

I said: "No ma'am, never."

Sarah said: "Betty said you don't want to tell me what happened
in Chicago."

I said: "No ma'am I don't want to."

Sarah said: "If I want to watch a movie and you want to watch
sports, what do we watch?"

I said: "The movie ma'am."

Sarah said: "Why is that?"

I said: "What you want is all that matters, ma'am."

Sarah said: "I want you to tell me what happened in Chicago."

I said: "I was assigned to a woman and told that if I failed to
do what she told me I would be beaten. That woman had a cane and
she wanted sex and I provided it orally and at a second session
we had intercourse."

Sarah said: "She unlocked your restrainer?"

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Sarah said: "How did she get a key?"

I said: "I don't know, ma'am."

Sarah said: "Will you tell me everything I want to know?"

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Sarah said: "Why did you think you would be allowed not to tell
me?"

I said: "Because I was so ashamed about what I did I hoped you
would not know."

Sarah said: "Because you were afraid of the punishment?"

I said: "I'm not cavalier about whippings but I wasn't afraid of
that, I'm afraid that my bad behavior will make you stop loving
me."

Sarah said: "I will always love you and I'll keep tighter
control of the keys, and you will come to fear the punishments
you're going to receive."

Sarah said: "Do you think you can count, or for five extra
strokes you can have the gag."

I said: "Please Miss Sarah decide for me."

Next I felt severe burning in my rear, I guess she had decided.
I barely said: "Thank you Miss Sarah, One." Before another one
landed.

I knew from experience that the injury is superficial but it
felt like the cane cut into me at least several inches. I
couldn't stand it and I started sobbing. The counting and
sobbing made me choke and start coughing, but the strokes just
continued. I think I counted to twenty-three before she stopped.



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Monday

I'm doing about one hundred percent of the strategic planning,
and most of the budgeting and work planning, Carmen worries
about vacations and manning the help desks. But I'm always
pressed for time because of my chores: cleaning six computer
monitors and keyboards, a four stall three sink toilet three
times every day and a single toilet one or more times a day.

Really I'm a full time Janitor and a part time Information
Officer. I mention all this because Carmen and I returned from
a meeting with our sales group and they decided they wanted a
full e-commerce site as soon as they could have it. The
marketing group was taking on a new line that would lend itself
to internet sales.

In my office me at my stand-up desk and my two web site
programmers and Carmen are responding to that meeting. Carmen,
Linda and Janet were insisting we can't do it because mostly we
haven't been doing it.

I interrupted and said: "Carmen your responsibility is to find
sites that you like that work like our sales associates want,
point them to it and ask them if they would be happy if those
sites were ours."

I assigned the programmers to make a form that opens a picture
and five other fields from SQL and to incorporate it into our
code. I will find us a shopping cart program that we can use
together with the credit card and tax programs. Everybody felt
they could do that. We agreed to another meeting tomorrow.

My job seemed hard but I called the company that makes our web
development program and asked what they recommended. Then I
called the company they recommended and downloaded their working
demo, and continued to pull on that string to get a credit card
processor and names at the post office and UPS to talk to. But I
had to go clean a toilet.

I reported to Carmen that I had cleaned the toilet. I faced the
cubicle wall. Carmen said: "You didn't address us properly and
you may not give assignments, I'm the manager."

I said: "Miss Carmen, with all due respect do you know how to do
this project?"

Carmen said: "No, but you still have to show respect like you're
doing now."

I said: "I'm sorry but we had so little time and I could see
that you all were developing an attitude problem."

Carmen said: "We know that but Peggy told us to report when you
don't show respect."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Carmen said: "Linda and Janet said it would be too mean to report
you, they said they were very happy with the meeting."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Carmen said: "I'm going to think about it. I like the way you
split up the work, it makes sense. But I'm the manager and you
have to show respect."

I said: "Yes ma'am."


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