Back Story

Because this is a story blog, anyone new to it really needs to read the old posts in order. So I will keep the whole story here, and if this is your first visit, you can read this page first, then go back to the main blog and read the new chapters as I post them.


A Puzzling Awakening
8-23 AM
Penny woke up in the back of a van. It took her a moment to realise where she was. When Penny had fallen asleep she had been in her own bed at home. She had been happy, three days ago had been her eighteenth birthday, and her parents had made it the best birthday ever. Although they had little money, it was obvious that they were determined to make it a birthday party to remember.

And for the next few days her parents had been extra kind to her, they gave her everything she asked for, and made it clear that they loved her. If she had not known better she would have assumed that one, or both, of her parents had been told that they were dieing and wanted to make sure that Penny knew they loved her, because very soon she would never see them again.

Then the previous night they had thrown another party for her, all her favourite food, all her friends invited, it had been wonderful. Afterwards she had been so excited she did not think she would be able to sleep. But before bed her parents gave her a drink of warm milk, and that calmed her down, she quickly fell asleep, almost as though the milk had been drugged.

Then this morning she woke in the back of a van, and the van was moving. It took her a moment to realise where she was. She had fallen asleep in her own bed, in her own bedroom, and she awoke alone in the back of a moving van.

What the hell had happened ?????



Arrival
8:57 AM
At first Penny was not worried. She could not even begin to guess how she had ended up in the back of the van, but she assumed there was some logical explanation. But as the van drove on she began to worry a bit. Over half an hour had passed since she awoke, and still the van was moving. And she had no idea how long she had been in the van before waking up, it could be hours. She had gone to bed before midnight and fallen asleep immediately she had finished her milk, so it be over nine hours since she ended up in the van. Assuming an average speed of about 50 miles an hour (it felt as though the van was travelling faster than this, but she could not be sure), she could have travelled hundreds of miles.


Finally the van slowed and stopped. Then it reversed slowly and turned. Obviously it was backing into a driveway. The van stopped, and the engine was switched off. A minute later Penny heard the sound of a garage door being closed, the van had been backing into a garage.

Penny expected the driver to come round and open the van door, but he did not do so. Instead she heard a small door open and close. He had gone away and left her locked in the van.

When he did not return Penny began to worry that he may not even know that she is locked away in the back of his van! She tried the door, tried to get out, but it was useless. The door only opened from the outside, and the rest of the van was sealed. Penny could not escape. She was trapped in the van!



Out Of The Van, Into The House
9:19 AM
About 20 minutes later Penny heard the small door open again. Frantically she began banging on the van door to let them know she was there. Footsteps approached the van, maddeningly slow, a measured walking pace, not the rush Penny expected her frantic banging to produce. Then the door opened and an elderly man (Penny guessed his age to be about 70), dressed as a butler, opened the van doors. He stood there calmly, with a look of professional poise.

"There was no need to make such a racket" He told her "I was coming to get you anyway. My apologies for the delay, but I was preparing the master's breakfast when the chauffeur told me you had arrived, and I'm afraid that the master's breakfast is more important than you are. Now please follow me"

Such was the butler's air of authority that Penny automatically followed him without question.

The van was indeed in a garage, a large spacious garage more the size of a barn than a garage. There were several cars parked alongside the van. Penny recognised a Rolls Royce and a stretch Limo, but there were others that she did not recognise, including one that was obviously a racing car.

The Butler led her through a door along a corridor, and up a flight of stairs. It was a long flight of stairs, at least four stories high, possibly five. At intervals there were doors off the stairs, but Penny did not think to count them. There was no carpet on the stairs, and both the stairs and walls were painted plain white. Bare and basic. Penny had never been in a rich man's house before, but the bareness of the stairs and corridor, coupled with the fact that the man leading her was obviously a butler, led her to believe that these were the service stairs, used only by the staff.

The stairs ended in an equally bare corridor. The slope of the ceiling told Penny that this was in the roof of the building. Some way along the corridor the butler opened a door and told Penny "This is your room." Confused, Penny entered the room and the butler said "I will be back to fetch you when the master or mistress are ready to see you." Then he left, shutting the door behind himself.

Penny looked round the room. The ceiling was slanted, confirming what the corridor had told her, this floor was directly under the roof of the building. The room was as undecorated as the stairs and the corridor. Plain whitewashed walls and floor. In the room was a narrow wardrobe, a hard wooden chair, and a bed. The room was so small that these practically took up the entire floor space. The wardrobe was empty, except for a few old fashioned wooden hangers and two modern wire ones. The bed was narrow and cheap looking. There was an old stained mattress on it, but no sheets. Where the pillow should have been was a small wooden box, about the size of a pillow. It took Penny a while to realise that the box was the pillow - a wooden pillow! On the end of the bed were, neatly folded, two tatty looking hessian sacks. When Penny examined them she discovered that the sides had been split and the sacks opened up, so that they each formed a strip of hessian material about two and a half foot wide and five and a half foot long. To her horror, Penny realised that these were the sheets.

The only other item in the room was a bucket. Slightly rusty inside, the bucked had been placed under the bed. Penny did not touch it, it was obviously used as a toilet by whoever lived in that room.

There was one small window at the end of the room. It had bars on it, rusty iron bars. Looking out of the window and down Penny saw the roof of what she assumed was the garage. Beyond the garage was open farmland, she could see sheep in the field closest to the house, and cows in a field further away. Straining her head round towards the front of the house Penny could see that a long gravel drive connected the garage to the road, and the road looked unmade, like a seldom used country road, or possibly a farm track. Looking in the other direction Penny saw the edge of the garden. It looked like it was a well kept formal garden, but from her window Penny could not see enough of it to be certain.


Penny sat down in the wooden chair to wait and began to wonder who lived in an awful room like this. It was small, tatty, depressing, and cold, very cold. Her bladder was full, she needed a toilet, so it was not long before she got up to try and find one. To her horror the only thing she found was that the door was locked - she had been locked in. She sat back down and tried to ignore the pressure on her bladder, but could not. Eventually she had to drag the bucket out from under the bed and urinate in it.

Sitting back down Penny began to hope that whoever lived in this room would not mind her using their rusty bucket. Then she remembered something the butler had said; "This is your room." Horror hit her like a fist. Her family were poor, she was used to living in poverty, but never in a place this bad. A cold small room with a bed that had a very old, tatty, stained mattress, no sheets, a wooden pillow and old sacks for blankets, and a rusty bucket for a toilet. Surely no one could expect her to live in a room like this! She got up and tried the door again, but it was still locked.

Sitting back down on the wooden chair, Penny felt entirely miserable. She had no idea where she was, why she was there, or what was happening, but the one thing that she did know was that she did not like it. She did not like it at all.


Cows And Boredom
7.46 PM
Penny was left there for hours. At first she felt just fear, then came boredom. There was nothing in the room, a bed, a chair, and a bucket. After a couple of hours Penny moved the chair so that she was looking out of the window. It was a pleasant pastoral scene, and it calmed her for a while. But sheep and cows don't actually do much. Eat grass, and occasionally shit, that is about it. And this reminded her that she herself had not had a shit yet today. Fear had probably constipated her, which was probably a good thing, because all she had to shit in was the bucket, and it was bad enough sharing a room with a bucket of piss, it would be worse sharing the room with a smelly bucket of shit. Besides, she had no paper, what would she clean herself with afterwards?

Midday came and went. Penny had no watch, but she could see the sun out of the window, so she knew roughly what time of day it was. She had eaten no breakfast, and when lunchtime came around, no one brought her food. She should have felt hunger, but she didn't. Fear was again probably the cause. But by mid afternoon her stomach finally decided that fear was no substitute for calories, and hunger started to gnaw at her. For a while "wanting food" occupied her mind and chased away the boredom. But "being hungry", although unpleasant, is not interesting for long, and soon the boredom was back, tormenting her along with the fear and hunger she was feeling.

Later on, Penny was not sure if she should call it "late afternoon" or "early evening", the only interesting thing happened. The cows in the far field went away. Almost as one group the cows seemed to decide to walk to the far corner of the field. Penny thought she could see a gate in the corner, around which they were congregating, but it was a long way off and partially obscured by cows, so she could not be certain. Then a man appeared on the other side of the fence, the farmer, or a farm labourer, she assumed. He confirmed what she was looking at was indeed a gate, by opening it, and the cows began to slowly file out until the field was empty. Then the farmer/farm labourer closed the gate and followed them.

And that was it, the most interesting part of her day, seeing cows leave a field.

She sat there for a while wondering where they had gone. Off to market, she assumed, or to the slaughter house. Either way the farmer was no doubt about to realise his profits from the cattle. She was a little surprised that the cows had gone on their own accord. She assumed there had been some signal to them that she had not heard. A whistle, or a bell, or something. But this puzzled her, because she did not think you could train cows, and even if you could, it seemed pointless to spend time training them for just the one day when they got sold. Surely it would be more time effective just to chase them out of the field. Or use a sheep dog, or cow dog, or whatever they called them.

Finally, late in the evening the door opened and the butler came back in the room.

"The master and mistress are ready to instruct you now" he told her, then indicated that she should follow him. The fear she had been feeling all day began to get worse, but obediently she got up and let him lead her back down the corridor.





Penny Meets The Master And The Mistress
8.05 PM
Twenty minutes later and Penny is back in her room, her meeting with the owners of the house over. She has no way of telling time accurately, just the passing of the sun, so she does not know that her meeting lasted less than twenty minutes, it felt like hours.

The butler had led her down the stairs and out into the main part of the house. But before allowing her into to the main part of the building he had insisted that she washed her hands. She had told him that they were not dirty, but he looked at her with a look of total disgust and said "You are about to go into the home of the master. He does not want his home soiled with the dirt from the hands of the like of you. You will scrub your hands. You will always scrub your hands before entering the master's home. If I ever catch you entering the master's home without first scrubbing your hands, I will beat you." From the look on his face Penny could see that he meant it. She shuddered with fear.

Further down the corridor, on the same floor as the room Penny was in, there was a washroom. It looked like it had not been decorated in years, paint was peeling off the walls and the floor was covered in an ancient and badly cracked piece of lino. The window, like the one in Penny's room, was a sash window with rusty bars just outside the window. The glass in bottom part of the window was cracked, and the glass in the top part was missing, with just a few small triangles of glass sticking out of the putty to show that it had once been glazed, but long ago the glass had been smashed. The room itself contained two ancient shower stalls and three sinks, one sink had a scrubbing brush and a bar of carbolic soap beside the brush. Penny was shown to this sink, and instructed to scrub her hands using the soap and scrubbing brush. She did as she was ordered, and discovered that although the sink had a hot water tap, it only dispensed cold water.

As soon as the butler was satisfied that her hands were clean enough he pointed to a clean but tatty oblong of hessian hanging on the wall. That was the towel. Like the blankets in the room, the towel was made from an old hessian sack.

Penny was then led back down the stairs and into the house.

The main part of the house was so different to the servant's quarters that it was like stepping into a different world. The servant's quarters were simply whitewashed walls and floor, and from the scuff marks it looked to Penny as though the whitewashing had last been done many years ago. In main part of the house no expense had been spared. Thick carpet, expensive furniture, expensive ornaments, and paintings that hung in quality guilt frames (although Penny did not know this, the paintings were a mixture of portraits of the family and ancestors of the master, and genuine old masters, none costing less than a million, and most cost several million).

The butler stopped outside a door, and politely knocked. A voice called out "Enter", and the butler ushered Penny in. The room was again a study in opulence, and in it sat a man and a woman, both looked to be in their late forties or early fifties. The man looked up, said "Ahh, the new slave" and approached Penny, looked her over, then turned to the woman and said "Yes I approve."

The woman smiled, approached Penny and asked her "Do you know why you are here?" Penny shook her head "no" and the woman continued "Good, I wanted to be the one to tell you. One of our two maids left us a week ago, and you are her replacement. Normally we hire staff through an employment agency or advertise in a local paper. But this time, rather than hiring someone, paying them a fair wage, and then suffering the inconvenience of having them leave just when we've got used to them, we decided to buy a slave. That is you. We will feed you, give you somewhere to sleep, and in return you will do everything we order without question. We paid for you, we own you."

Penny wanted to cry, but she could see that the woman was enjoying her misery, and was determined not to give her the satisfaction of seeing tears. Instead Penny said "You can't do that, my parents will miss me, they will go to the police." The woman's smile broadened as she said "No they won't, they were the ones who sold you to us. Not directly, they contacted a broker who deals in matters like this, sold you to him, and he sold you on to us, no doubt at a high mark up." Penny shook her head in disbelief and said "But they wouldn't do that, they love me!" The woman replied "No doubt, but they would have been hard up, needed the money. Do you have a brother or sister? They probably decided that they could only afford to bring up one child. Rather than bring both of you up in misery, they probably decided that if they sell one of you, they could use the money to give the child they kept a better life. I'm sure you are right, they did love you, it would have been a hard decision for them, but face it girl, they love your brother more than they love you." The words stung Penny, all the more because she could see that the woman was not lying.

"Now I am not entirely without heart, I'll give you the rest of today to get used to your new status as a slave, you can start your duties tomorrow. But today we need to get your clothing correct. Slaves should be bare footed. Take off your shoes and socks and give them to butler. Stunned by all she had heard, Penny did what she was told without question. As soon as the butler had taken her shoes and socks the woman said to him "Throw them in the incinerator, she will never be wearing them again." Then she said to Penny "Good, now remove your blouse." The shock of this command surprised Penny out of her stupor, and she replied "No" while automatically wrapping her arms around her body protectively. The woman sighed and said "You are a slave, the rest of the servants are paid staff. We have to show that you are beneath them, so you are not allowed shoes, socks, or a blouse. You are a slave, only someone of a higher status can wear a blouse." Penny said nothing, but she also made no move to obey this last command, so the woman sighed again and continued "You have a bra on underneath, don't you? You can keep that on. It will be like wearing a bikini on the beach to sunbathe. And you will still have your jeans on, so you will be wearing even more than you would on the beach." Penny had never been on holiday, her parents had been too poor to afford a holiday. But she had played in the park, and, occasionally when it was very hot, she had swum in the lake in the park. When she swum in the lake she wore her mother's old bikini, so she knew what the woman meant. Besides, she could see the woman was getting angry with her, and it was making her even more scared, so she took off her blouse. This was handed to the butler, who was told to burn her blouse along with her footwear.


Penny felt very vulnerable standing there in her bra and jeans. And she hated the way the man was looking at her with lust in his eyes, he obviously wanted to fuck her. And the woman made matters worse. Penny could see that she also realised that the man wanted to fuck Penny, and the look on the woman's face told Penny that if the man did ever try to fuck her, the woman would approve. The woman had obviously enjoyed Penny's suffering when she told her about her new situation, and she had enjoyed watching Penny's embarrassment and humiliation when she had been made to remove her blouse under the lecherous gaze of this older man. She was obviously a cruel women who enjoyed other people's suffering.

Penny did not want be be a slave, but if she had to be a slave, these two people were the last people on earth who she wanted to own her.

"Well that is about all, girl, you can go back to your room now." Said the woman, but she was interrupted by a polite cough from the butler "Pardon me madam," he said "But did you not want to fit the girl with her collar now?" The woman nodded and replied "Thank you for reminding me Butler, yes I did intend to do that, do you have the collar?"

The butler handed the woman a metal collar, it looked like a thick dog's collar, but made out of some kind of metal. Penny made no move of protest when the woman fitted the collar snugly round her neck and locked it closed with a padlock. The collar was thick metal, the padlock was a small but sturdy one, there was no way Penny would ever be able to remove it without the padlock key. Then the woman said to Penny "Feels like solid metal doesn't it? It isn't. It is strong, but it is hollow. Inside it there is a tracking chip, puts out a signal, so if you ever run away we will know where to find you. And the metal of the collar act as an aerial, so it can be tracked from miles away, particularly in this flat area. It also contains one of those inertia generators, like watches used to contain. Every time you move it generates electricity that charges the battery to drive the tracking device. That way the battery will never run down, and we will always know where you are. The only way to stop it is to stand absolutely still, not even moving a fraction of an inch, until the battery runs down. And since that will take about a year, the only way you could stay still for that long is by being dead. So don't even think of escaping, because if you do I can track you down easily. And when I find you, I will punish you. Believe me, when I want to punish someone I can be exceedingly cruel, you don't want to be punished by me." Looking into the woman's hard, cold eyes, Penny knew that her last sentence was true, and probably an understatement.


After the interview Penny was led back to her room by the butler and again locked in. She sat on the edge of the bed, totally despondent, and began to cry. And it was a long time before she could stop crying.



Food And Bed
8.37 PM
Eventually Penny's sobs subsided. There was nothing she could do about her situation. Someone had once said to her "That which cannot be overcome must be endured." She could not remember who had told her that, and she suspected that it was not an original thought but something they had been quoting, however Penny made it into her motto. It had served her well through eighteen years of poverty, and it would have to serve her again, through her slavery. She would do her best to avoid whatever bad things befell her as a slave, but the bad things she could neither avoid nor overcome, she would endure. Although she felt that this would probably mean she had a lot of "enduring" to do.

So, determined to make the best of her dreadful situation, Penny looked round her new quarters. Unfortunately the best she could make of her situation at that time was to put the chair back in front of the window and watch the farm again.


There were more cows in the field. Penny was surprised, she had not thought that the farmer would have replaced them so quickly. But then thinking about it, she supposed that an empty field is an unprofitable field, so he would want to get it filled as soon as possible.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the door opening. The butler entered carrying a bowl. "I won't usually serve you your food" he told her "In future you will either eat in the kitchen or, if you are locked up here, one of the lower staff will bring it to you." He then handed her the bowl and left saying "I'll collect the bowl in about half an hour, have it ready."

The bowl was old and cracked. The food in it was leftovers. Some of it, possibly all of it, had obviously been swept into the bowl straight off of other people's plates. Some of it had been half eaten or contained bite marks. It had come from several courses, but no attempt had been made to separate the courses. There were potatoes, vegetables and meat in the bowl, on top of this there was a half eaten piece of cake, what looked like a couple of halves of tinned apricots, and some custard. There had been gravy on the meat, and that had got on everything, including the custard. It was a revolting mess.

Penny had not been hungry up until then. But the sight of food, even such a horrible mish mash as this, reminded her stomach that she had not eaten in over twenty four hours. So resigned to her new diet of leftovers, Penny ate. There was no cutlery, she had to use her fingers. Much of the food could be eaten this way, but things like custard, gravy, and mashed potatoes cannot, so she finished up by putting her head in the bowl and licking it clean, like a dog.

When the butler returned to collect her bowl he was also carrying a pint glass. "I forgot that you would need water too." he said, and handed it to her. The water in the glass was cloudy, and there were bits in it. The butler looked slightly embarrassed when he informed he "Mistress' instructions are that your drinking water cannot come from a tap, but must come from the duck pond." Then to Penny's surprise, he added "Sorry."

As he left Penny called out "Please don't lock the door." He told her gruffly that it was the mistress' orders that she should be locked in. When Penny protested that she might need the toilet later, he pointed to the bucked. Penny answered "But there is no paper. If I have to...you know... I'll need paper." He thought for a moment, then nodded and left.

A short while later he returned and told her "The mistress says that you can use this". Then he handed her a couple of old newspapers and left, locking her in. Penny looked glumly at the newspaper, then smiled. Before she used them to wipe her ass they would at least be something to read. They were days old, but it would be better than just watching the sheep and cows.

But by then it was beginning to get dark. There was a light in the room, a bare bulb hanging from the ceiling, but the light switch did not work. Although Penny did not know it, her new owners had left it there because in the winter she would be getting up before light, and not finishing her work until after dark, so would need light. But now, in June, it started getting light about four in the morning, and did not get dark until gone nine at night. So they decided that they did not need to pay for the electricity to light her room and had taken the fuse out. When the nights began to close in and she needed light to complete her chores, they would put the fuse back. But they were not going to pay for electricity just for their slave's comfort.

So with nothing left to do, and the light beginning to fade, Penny got into bed, pulled the sacking over her body, and cried herself to sleep.



Unable To Sleep
2.07AM
Although Penny fell asleep quickly because sadness and fear had worn her out, she woke up again just after two in the morning and could not get back to sleep. She just lay there for over two hours, some of the time sobbing, but mostly just lying there feeling both fear and misery at her predicament. With the collar on there was no way she could escape. And even if she did where would she go? Her parents were honest folk, they had sold her for money, so if she went home again they would feel honour bound to return her to the person who had paid for her. She was trapped, a prisoner. Slave to a cruel woman and a perverted man. She had been bought to replace a maid, but she knew that her duties would be more than those of a common maid, and that from now on her life would be horrible.

As soon as it was light enough she tried reading the newspapers that had been given to her as toilet paper. But she could not keep her mind on them, it kept wandering into nightmare scenarios about what her future life would be like. Eventually she got up and sat in the chair, looking out of the window at the cows and sheep.

About six o'clock the cows again walked over to the gate in the corner of the field and were let out. Again they walked away, all in the same direction, with the farmer behind them, not leading them. Penny was surprised, the farmer had only got them the night before, why was he selling them so soon? And how had he trained them so fast, or did they come to him already trained?

Half an hour later the door opened. Penny turned, expecting to see the butler, but instead saw the mistress of the house. "Oh good, you are already up." She said. "I had intended to let butler introduce you to the staff after we had eaten breakfast, but I woke up early, excited by an idea that must have come to me in my sleep. I want to introduce you to some of the staff myself, so come on, stand up and face the front.

Penny did so and was told "Actually, you should always stand when either my husband or I enter the room. I'll let you off this once, because I want to get on with the introductions, but in future you will be punished if you forget, understand?" Penny nodded and the mistress of the house continued "When you took off your blouse I think that you were embarrassed by my husband seeing you in your bra and jeans, am I correct?" Penny nodded "yes" and she continued "So you are embarrassed when men see you in just your bra and jeans?" Again  Penny nodded. The mistress smiled an evil smile and asked "So you would hate it if I let the male staff in here, one at a time, and let them leer at your naked flesh?" Once more Penny nodded "yes". "Good, then put your hands behind your back so that they can get a good look at your body, and get ready to be leched at."

The mistress of the house then let in a line of men, all strangers to Penny. The men came in one at a time, and although a couple looked embarrassed to be there, most enjoyed looking at her body. They stood there looking her over, lust and desire in their eyes. Each was given several minutes to stare at Penny's body, then was ushered out and the next one ushered in. Penny felt so bad it was all she could do not to cry.

 After the last one had left the mistress of the house said to Penny "You know it is early, most of the men have an hour or two before they have to begin work. What's the betting that most of them will be going back to their room to think of what they just saw, and to masturbate?" Then she laughed, left the room, and locked the door.

Penny all alone, sat back down on the bed and once more started sobbing.

When The Master Wakes
8.18 AM
Penny had stopped crying and come to a decision by the time the butler came to fetch her.

The butler simply said "The master is awake, and he wants to see you before he partakes of breakfast." Penny made no sign of moving, so the butler continued "Come on stupid girl, I said that he wants to see you."

The decision Penny had come to was that she was going to resist her slavery. The night before she had decided on a policy of "That which cannot be overcome must be endured", this morning she had decided to work on "overcoming" her slavery rather than "enduring" it.

If she refused to work, they could not make her. So she simply sat on the edge of the bed defiantly and glared at him. The butler sighed and left the room. Moments later he returned with a four foot pole that appeared to have a metal ball in the end of it, slightly larger than a golf ball. He said "I'll tell you one more time, the master is awake, and he wants to see you, please follow me." Penny remained defiant.

The butler raised the pole, and gently poked Penny in the tummy with it. As the metal ball touched her skin a wave of extreme pain shot through her body. She screamed and slid back on the bed, away from the pole.

"This is a cattle prod." The butler told her. "It is designed to control cattle. Cows have tough skin, it is what we get leather from, so the shock has to be painful to get through to them. What you just felt was the prod on it's lowest setting, it has nine higher settings. Each setting is more painful than the previous setting. If you continue to disobey me I will continue to use the cattle prod on you. I will keep increasing the setting until you obey. Now, the master is awake, and he wants to see you, please follow me."

On it's lowest setting the torture had been agony for Penny, she could only guess at what the higher settings would feel like, and had no desire to find out. In fact she had no desire to feel the lowest setting again. So that was the end of Penny's defiance. The end of her attempt at "overcoming". From now on Penny would have to resign herself to "enduring". She stood up and followed the butler.

As they approached the door at the end of the corridor, the butler stooped and asked Penny "Haven't you forgotten something?" Penny could not think of anything so said "No" then added a hasty "Sir" when she realised that he still held the cattle prod. "You don't have to call me Sir." He replied "In fact it is bad form to call me Sir. The master and mistress always call me Butler, The mistress tries to pronounce it as though it has a small B, the master does not. Some of the staff call me Butler too, but the rest call me Mr Hoskins, which is my real name. You may call me Butler, or Mr Butler whichever you prefer. You may also call me Mr Hoskins if you like, but never just Hoskins, if you use my name always add the Mister.

"Now back to your faulty memory. What have you forgotten?" Penny could not think what he meant, so just shook her head. He responded by asking her "Do you want me to beat you?" She began shaking with fear and stuttered "No, please sir, I mean Mr Hoskins" He put the cattle prod down and asked "What did I tell you yesterday that I would beat you for, if you ever forgot to do it?" Penny was shaking with fear so badly that she could not answer. She also had no idea what he was talking about, so he continued "We are about to go into the home of the master. What must you always do before you go into the home of the master?" Suddenly Penny remembered what the butler had said the day before. He had told her "If I ever catch you entering the master's home without first washing your hands, I will beat you." Hurriedly she ran to the washroom and began frantically scrubbing her hands.

Once he was satisfied that her hands were clean the butler led her down to the main part of the house and into the bedroom shared by the master and mistress of the house, they were both still in bed. As they entered the room, the  master said to the butler "Thank you Butler, please wait, we won't keep her long." Then he turned to Penny and said "Yesterday, when I inspected you I forgot to inspect your tits. I would like to look at them now, please lift your bra and show them to me."

Penny took an involuntary step backwards and started to refuse. Then she remembered the folly of that action and instead turned to his wife and hopefully said "Yesterday you told me that I could keep my bra on, it would be like a bikini." The mistress smiled at her and replied "You are mis-remembering, I did not say that. I told you that wearing a bra would be like wearing a bikini, but I did not tell you that you would not have to remove it at some point. My husband has got to that age where he likes to see nice firm teenage breasts, and I unfortunately have got to the age that my breasts are a long way from teenage, and sadly even further from firm. That is one of the reasons we bought you, so please show him your tits."

Penny looked round frantically, as though looking for a way to escape. But the action was purely instinctive, she knew that as long as she was wearing the collar with the tracking device padlocked around her neck, escape was pointless, they would find her, they would punish her, and she would be worse off than before. The only thing she dared hope for was to think of an excuse to not lift up her bra.

But nothing came to her.

She looked at the stern face of the butler. He had left the cattle prod upstairs, but he could no doubt get it.

She looked at the woman. She was smiling, enjoying Penny's discomfort. And the cold way she had looked at Penny the day before had led Penny to believe that whatever punishments she would inflict on Penny for disobedience would be worse that the cattle prod. And unlike the butler, she would enjoy punishing Penny.

Then Penny looked at the master of the house. That was a mistake. The eager lustful look in his eyes made Penny's discomfort worse. But Penny realised that she had no choice. Either she lifted her bra and showed him her breasts or they would punish her until she did so. Either way, she knew that she was going to show him her breasts. It would be better to do it now, and avoid punishment.

Feeling embarrassed, and a little debased, Penny faced the master of the house and lifted her bra, exposing her firm teenage breasts to him.

As she stood there, facing the bed where the master lie, and exposing herself, Penny saw his blankets rise slightly and realised that he was getting an erection. For some reason that made her feel worse, more debased.

He just lie there, staring at her naked tits, for several minutes. Then he simply said "Thank you, you may put your bra back down now."

While Penny readjusted her clothing the master gave the butler instructions for breakfast, then he told him "Take the girl down with you, introduce her to the rest of the staff." His wife added "Keep her there while the staff have their breakfast, let the male staff ogle her body while they eat. But keep her bra on, don't let them see her tits. Save that humiliation for later, for when I can find the time to watch."

The butler nodded, then left the room to begin the chores. Penny followed him miserably, resigned to her fate.



Introduced To The Staff
8.35
The butler led Penny down to the basement of the house, this contained the kitchen, the laundry, and a few other rooms used by the staff (but not their living quarters). Before he introduced her to anyone, he gave the cook her instructions on what the master and mistress wanted for breakfast. The master of the house wanted a lot; cereal followed by fried bacon, eggs, sausages, hash brown, mushrooms, fried tomatoes, grits, and a fried slice, followed by toast and marmalade. The mistress of the house went for a much lighter breakfast, half a grapefruit followed by a lightly buttered croissant. The mistress was obviously watching her weight, the master equally obviously wasn't.

Having given the cook her instructions the butler then said "They will ring down when they are ready for the food, it will probably not be for a while, The master has just been looking at the slave's breasts, and they are still in bed." The latter he said with a knowing look, and the cook responded by looking at Penny in sympathy. Penny understood neither (but felt she deserved the sympathy for her predicament anyway). Then the butler said to Penny "I am supposed to introduce you to the staff, so we can start with Cook. You may call her cook or you can call her by her real name, which is Mrs Hoskins, and before you ask, yes, she is my wife. The girl you see cleaning the pans is the downstairs maid. You will hear us calling her either Jenny or Downstairs. She is never referred to as the maid, that is an entirely different post. We also have a maid, you will meet her later. We used to have two maids, but you are replacing one of them. When you refer to Jenny either call her Downstairs or Miss Jenkins. You may here some of us referring to each other by our first names, but the mistress has forbade you from doing so, as you are below us. I'm afraid the mistress has instructed us all to beat you whenever you refer to someone by their first name. I advise you to be careful not to use any first names, because although some of us object to that rule, we all value our jobs and will carry out that order if you make it necessary. And there are a few people among the staff who have said that they are looking forward to having to beat you." Penny shivered and said to the butler "When you introduce me to the staff, is it possible that you only tell me their surnames and their job, that way I won't know their first names and won't be able to make that mistake." He replied "That is a good idea. However it won't stop you knowing their first names, because several of the staff use them when talking to each other or when talking about each other, so you will hear them repeatedly. The only members of staff never referred to by their first names are the cook and myself. No one ever uses my first name because as the butler I am head of the staff, and it is tradition to respect the butler by always using his surname. Although this normally does not apply to the cook, the staff here have fallen into the habit of only referring to her as Cook or Mrs Hoskins because she is married to me."

After that he led Penny into the next room where the rest of the staff were eating breakfast. Some had cereal, others had a fried breakfast (but not as lavish as the master's breakfast), some had toast, and others had two, or all three, of these things. All were drinking tea or coffee. As promised the butler did not use their first names, just their surnames. After the first two, Penny realised that she would not remember everyone's name, so concentrated on remembering their job names. As well as the cook, butler and downstairs (maid), there was an (upstairs) maid - who was to be referred to as Maid, without ever using the word upstairs, a chauffeur, a valet, a footman, a housekeeper, a head gardener, an under gardener, an assistant gardener, a trainee gardener (it was a big garden), a handyman, and a farm manager (technically not house staff, but he lived and ate with the house staff, not the farm staff).

After the introductions the butler sat Penny down opposite the male staff, and as instructed by the mistress of the house told them that they could ogle her body during breakfast. Most of the men deliberately took a long time eating.

Having suffered this humiliation before, earlier that morning, Penny assumed it would not be as bad the second time round. She was wrong, it felt worse. The problem was that in between she had been made to show her tits to the master of the house, and the master had got an erection while looking at them. This made her feel even more like a "sex object", even more debased. Now, even though she still had her bra on and her tits covered she still had a lot of bare skin for them to look at and she could imagine them getting erections as the looked (they were sitting at the table, so she could not see if this was accurate, but the look of most of their faces inferred that it was). She felt throughly used and debased.


While this was happening the cook came in and served the butler his breakfast. A short while later the downstairs maid came in with her meal. Then, when nobody wanted more food, the cook brought in her own breakfast and ate.

Once everyone had finished eating the downstairs maid cleared the table, then the cook said to Penny "I had better get your breakfast now." She disappeared and returned with the same bowl Penny had used the night before. This time it was filled with the leftovers from the staff breakfasts. Fried food, toast, and cereal (with left over milk) all slung together in an unappetising mix. Again there was no cutlery, Penny ate what she could with her fingers, and the rest with her head in the bowl, like a dog.

Unlike everyone else, who were given coffee or tea to drink, Penny was given another glass of murky duck pond water.

After she had finished eating Penny just sat there for a while, it was boring, but at least it was a change of scenery.

Later the maid (upstairs maid) came to fetch Penny. She told her "I should be grateful to you. I was the second maid here, and when Emma left they would normally have hired a new first maid and kept me as second maid. But because they got you instead I was promoted to first maid. That means I get more respect, and more money. But don't expect me to go easy on you. I will be judged not only on how well I do my own job, but also on how well I make you do your job, so I will not let you slack. I have been given a cane and a cattle prod to use to make you work hard, and to punish you if you do not do a good enough job. I will use them both as much as necessary.

"All of us have instructions to punish you under certain circumstances, a couple have made it clear that they are looking forward to this, but have no intention of letting you know this. I am honest, And although you are just a slave, I intend to be honest to you. So I will tell you up front. I will enjoy punishing you, and I am looking forward to it. We are only allowed to punish you if you genuinely deserve punishing, so I doubt if any of us will punish you if you don't deserve it. But I will be looking for good reasons to punish you. I am honest so I won't make up reasons to punish you, or try to trick you into doing things wrong so that I can punish you. But I will punish you for the smallest genuine reason that I can find.

"Also: When we were told that we were getting a slave and I was told that you would be responsible to me, and I would have to punish you if necessary, I was so turned on by this that in the evening I went to bed and masturbated at the thought of punishing you. When I made myself cum, it was the best orgasm I had ever had. Then just now, after breakfast, when I had at last seen what you looked like I snuck back upstairs and again masturbated, imagining that I was punishing you. I had an even better orgasm.

"Don't think that I am a lesbian, I am not. Even if I were allowed to have sex with you, I wouldn't want to. But I love having power over you, and I love the thought of punishing you. The idea of hurting you turns me on sexually, even though I don't fancy you.

"I am telling you this because I think it is best if I am up front with you from the start."

Everything the maid had said was true, except the reason she was telling Penny this. The real reason she told Penny this was to scare and humiliate her. Scaring and humiliating Penny turned her on too.


Cleaning Duties
9.56 AM
The maid told Penny that her first job would be cleaning the bathrooms. First she showed Penny to the cupboard where all the cleaning equipment was kept and pointed to the oldest, tattiest bucket there "That is your bucket." She told her "Only ever use any of the other buckets if the job genuinely requires a better bucket. If I ever catch you using one of the other buckets without good reason, I'll beat you." Then she told Penny what cleaning equipment Penny would need to clean the bathrooms, and told her to pack it all into her bucket. Once this was done she took Penny into the main part of the house to show her where the bathrooms were.

The main part of the house held a lot of bathrooms, but most were only used when they had guests. The only ones that had to be cleaned daily were two full sized ones (each containing a bath, shower, toilet, bidet, and sink) and one which only contained a sink and toilet. Normally the maid was expected to clean them all in just over an hour. As this was Penny's first time the maid told Penny that she could have two hours, but in future she should take no longer than an hour and a quarter to do all three.

The maid showed Penny what to do, which basically involved cleaning all baths, showers, toilets, bidets, sinks, mirrors, walls, windows, surfaces, etc, until they shone. Then she left Penny scrubbing the floor in the first bathroom and gave her one final warning "Do a good job, if I am not satisfied, I will beat you.




Since they were cleaned every day most of the cleaning simply involved spraying the surface with the appropriate cleaning fluid, wiping it over, then wiping it off with a clean cloth. The toilets needed bleaching too, and the floors needed scrubbing, but it was not as time consuming as it sounded. The maid who had left could do a darn good job in under an hour, the maid who had instructed Penny usually took an hour to an hour and ten minutes, so giving Penny an hour and a quarter was generous, and allowing her two hours on her first try was exceedingly generous. The maid did not want to be accused of deliberately making things hard for Penny. She knew Penny would fail occasionally under any circumstances, and she would enjoy beating her more if she had been given every opportunity to succeed. Paradoxically, if the maid had made it deliberately difficult for Penny, then when Penny failed the maid would not enjoy beating her as much, because she would feel that she had cheated.

Unfortunately for Penny, her own worry was that she would be beaten if she did a bad job, so she was exceptionally through. And being exceptionally through takes time, a lot more time than Penny had available to her.


Too Slow
12.14 PM
Well over two hours later the maid decided that she had been more than fair on Penny and went to see what was holding the slave up. The maid was feeling mixed emotions; anger at Penny for delaying her work schedule, and also excitement at the thought that she now had an excuse to inflict pain on Penny. The maid was going to enjoy that!

Penny had her back to the door so she did not see the maid enter, and she was so busy working that she did not hear her either. The maid stood there for a while, watching Penny. Knowing that she was about to punish Penny, the maid was enjoying anticipating her suffering.

Penny was made aware of the maid's presence when the maid poked her ass with the electric cattle prod. Penny screamed in pain and turned to see what was happening. She had just enough time to notice that the maid was smiling an evil smile, then she again felt pain as the prod was once more forced against her anus.


Penny screamed again and tried to crawl away, but the maid followed her, repeatedly jabbing her ass with the electric cattle prod. Eventually Penny realised that she could not escape and just knelt there, in the corner of the tiled floor, her ass upwards and ready for it's punishment. The maid spent several minutes punishing Penny by prodding her buttocks and anus with the business end of the cattle prod. All Penny could do was kneel there, her ass upwards, sobbing steadily from the pain, as the maid tortured her with the cattle prod.

The maid enjoyed every minute of it.



Finish The Job
12:26 PM
Eventually the punishment ended. It had only lasted a few minutes, but to Penny it had felt like hours. Conversely, to the maid, who had enjoyed torturing Penny, it had felt like seconds. She would have liked to torture her longer, but her feeling of needing to be fair stopped her. It was a first offence, and not a serious one, Penny had just been too slow. So a few minutes torture with the electric cattle prod on it's minimum setting, and through the denim of her jeans, not on bare flesh, seemed an appropriate punishment.

As soon as the punishment was over, Penny was made to continue with her cleaning. To the maid's disgust, Penny was still cleaning too slowly. She yelled at her angrily, but Penny's fear at getting another punishment for doing a bad job kept her working carefully. And carefully was too slow.

Suddenly the Maid's anger turned to joy, as she realised that Penny's slow work would mean that she would have to "encourage" Penny to work faster. With another evil grin the maid poked Penny's tit with the cattle prod, sending another painful electric shock through her flesh.


The maid continued torturing Penny like this while she worked. Penny tried to convince the maid that she could work faster without the tit torture, but the maid just tortured her more saying "Shut up and work, the quicker you finish, the sooner I stop."

So Penny took the hint, shut up, and worked as fast as possible.

But there was still a lot of work to do, it took time, and all the while the maid continued to torture her tits with electric shocks.

The Master And Mistress Finish Lunch
1:57 PM
As soon as Penny had finished cleaning the bathrooms the maid put her to work cleaning the silver. Strictly speaking the silver did not need cleaning that day, however since it was usually cleaned before they had visitors the master and mistress of the house were not going to want a "novice" cleaning it and showing them up with shoddy silverware, so this was kind of a "practise run" for Penny.

Penny was interrupted at her work by Butler who informed her that the master and mistress wanted to see her in the dining room.

When Penny got there the mistress and master of the house had recently finished their lunch, and the maid was clearing the plates and uneaten food away. Penny assumed that she had been called to help Maid, and began piling up the dishes. But the master of the house told her to stop, and wait in the corner until Maid had finished. As he spoke Penny saw a look of lustful expectance cross the master's face and realised with dread that she was going to have to show him her breasts again.

If she had seen the look of sadistic pleasure that crossed the mistress' face at the same time, Penny's feeling of dread would have worsened.

While she stood there waiting Penny saw that the maid was smiling to herself. The maid had seen the look of sadistic pleasure that had crossed the mistress' face. She did not know exactly what the mistress had planned, but from that look the maid had realised that it was going to be unpleasant for Penny, and the maid liked the idea of unpleasant things happening to Penny.

Eventually all the dishes were cleared away, and the maid realised that she would not be allowed to watch whatever was about to happen to Penny, so she headed to the kitchen with a serving trolley full of dirty plates and food leftovers.

Then the mistress told Penny to stand in front of her husband, facing him.

Penny was not surprised when he told her to remove her bra. Reluctantly, but without protesting, Penny did as she was ordered, then stood in front of him topless, so he could look at her breasts. He leered as he looked down at Penny's firm, teenage tits. Then to Penny's horror he reached out with his hands and grabbed them.

Penny stepped back and said "No!", but he simply stepped forwards and began squeezing them again. Penny tried to fight him off, but then the mistress of the house came up behind her and held her arms. This left Penny helpless, she just had to stand there and let him molest her.


It felt to Penny as though this abuse went on for over an hour, but in reality it was less than a quarter of that time.

Eventually the master stopped groping her and the mistress let her go. Mistress then turned to Penny and told her "Now that you have got him horny for me, we are going to the bedroom to fuck. You can go down to the kitchen for your own lunch."

Penny did as she was told, but when she reached the kitchen Cook told her "Maid said that you wasted too much time cleaning the bathrooms, and you are going to have to make up time by working through your lunchtime. So no food for you, sorry."

Hungry, and miserable, Penny went upstairs and got back on with cleaning the silver. After she had left Cook threw the food she would have given Penny into the pig swill bin. Maid had wanted Cook to do this in front of Penny, to make her see the food she would have eaten simply being thrown away. But the cook felt this was too cruel, and as a cook outranks a maid, Penny at least did not have to suffer this last childish humiliation.


Humiliation In Bondage
5:12 PM
As soon as Penny had finished cleaning the silver, the maid put her to work doing the ironing. However Penny had only just started when the butler stopped her and told that the mistress of the house wanted to see her in the summer lounge.

When Penny arrived the mistress told her to remove her bra. This did not surprise Penny, but what did surprise her was that the mistress was alone, her husband was not there to enjoy the sight of Penny's naked teenage tits.

Penny removed her bra as ordered, then standing in front of the mistress topless is crossed her mind that the reason she was standing like this was probably because the mistress was a lesbian, or at least bisexual. Penny had a sheltered upbringing, and the idea that she was being ogled by a woman horrified her more than being ogled by a man. The horror showed on her face, and the mistress guessed what she was thinking.

"Relax." Said the mistress of the house, smiling at Penny's discomfort "I'm not interested in you sexually. I only enjoy fucking men. And even if I didn't, I am faithful to my husband, so you would be safe. We bought you as a slave because my husband likes teenage girls, not me."

Any relief this gave Penny was wiped out by the mistress' next words "Although your main functions here are to work as a maid and to satisfy my husband's love of teenage flesh, you do also have to serve me. And I am a cruel woman. I'm not a psychopath, but I do enjoy seeing people suffer, both men and women. That is why I enjoyed humiliating you the other day by allowing the male staff to ogle you in your bra and jeans. It is also why I am happy to let my husband grope your tits, I enjoy watching your humiliation. So the reason you are topless now is so that I can have more fun humiliating you. I am going to take round to all the male staff and let them see your naked tits."

Penny groaned in misery at this. It was bad enough the master of the house getting to see her tits whenever he wanted, but the entire household! Penny was dreading it, but she knew that there was no way to get out of it. However, bad though Penny's immediate future seemed to her, the mistress of the house was about to make it worse. "As well as making people suffer, I also enjoy putting them in bondage. Partly, I guess, that is because bondage makes their humiliation more humiliating. But mostly I think it is the sense of power over them that it gives me. That is why you are always locked in your room at night. I don't think there is any possibility of you escaping, I just like the idea that you are my prisoner. But it is not as good as bondage with real chains. So as well as presenting you to the staff topless, I am going to put you in bondage and let them see you in chains. Don't worry, you are going to have to walk around the house so that I can show you to all the male staff without interrupting their work too much, so I will only be chaining up your wrists, it will be fairly mild bondage, just a symbol of the fact that you are a slave and that I own you."

Then the mistress produced the bondage device that she was going to make Penny wear. It consisted of a leather collar with two leather manacles attached to it by chains. Having shown it to Penny, the mistress then fixed the collar round her neck, and locked her wrists into the manacles so that she had to keep her elbows bent and her hands up beside her breasts (she wanted to use her hands to cover her breasts, which would have been possible in this bondage device, but the mistress would not let her, she wanted the men to see Penny's naked tits, so Penny was made to hold her hands beside her breasts, giving the men a clear view).




Penny was then led round the entire house like this, and had to show her naked tits to every male member of staff. Her humiliation was made worse by the fact that the mistress was continually reminding her that the men were probably storing a mental picture of her topless in bondage to use later when they masturbated.

By the time the Mistress had finished humiliating Penny like this it was time for the evening meal. The maid had already served the master of the house and was waiting to serve the mistress when she entered the dining room, still parading Penny around. At this point the master had just started eating, but as soon as they entered the room all thoughts of food fled his mind as he gawked at Penny, still topless in bondage. The fact that he was sitting at the table spared Penny the further embarrassment of seeing that he got an instant erection.


Eating In Bondage
6:45 PM
The Mistress of the house knew her husband better than Penny did. From the look on his face she knew that under the table he had suddenly become erect and ready for action. She too was horny from spending the past couple of hours humiliating Penny. So she told the maid "Put the food in the warmer to keep it warm, my husband and I are going to fuck." he maid was used to the mistress' openness and coarseness, so did not bat an eye. But Penny was new there, and flinched at what the Mistress of the house said.

As Maid did as she was ordered, the mistress said "Once you have put our food on the warmer unchain the slave and take her downstairs for her dinner. The keys are on the side table. But don't let her put her bra back on, make her eat topless, she needs the humiliation." Maid nodded, then hesitated before asking "May I make a suggestion?" The mistress replied "Of course, if it is sensible, always. But don't expect me to always take up your suggestion." The maid thanked her and said "Perhaps I could leave the chains on her, it will be much more humiliating for her if she has to eat in bondage. Particularly as the rest of the staff will be able to watch her struggle."

The Mistress of the house laughed at this, "Good idea" she said "Do it."

So Penny was led downstairs, still in chains, and given her usual mess of leftovers in her usual cracked bowl. Then while the rest of the staff watched, many of them laughing, she had to struggle to eat just using her fingers. Not easy at the best of times, but even more humiliating because she was still naked to the waist, and still in chains.



Topless Ironing
7:08 PM

As soon as Penny had finished eating she was led into the laundry room and given an enormous pile of ironing to do. The maid got the key to Penny's chains from the mistress and removed them, because it would be impossible for Penny to do the ironing in bondage. But the maid did not let Penny have her bra back, she forced her to iron topless.

The pile of ironing was huge, and although Penny was going to have to get up early the next morning to start work all over again, she was not allowed to go to bed until the ironing was finished.

And it took her until gone midnight.



Bedroom Bondage

12:37 AM

To Penny's surprise the maid waited up until Penny had finished the ironing. And the maid accompanied Penny when she went up to her room to go to bed. But as soon as they both entered the room the maid explained:

"Mistress was so pleased with my idea of humiliating you by making you eat topless in bondage, that she said I could have a reward. I wanted to beat you hard for my reward, but Mistress said that my idea was not good enough an idea for that big a reward, the best reward I could get was to be allowed to tie you to the bed and leave you in bondage all night. So lie down, I've got the rope."

Penny did not want to be tied up, she was getting very fed up of finding herself in bondage. But she had no choice, she was a slave. So reluctantly she laid down on the bed.

Although the mistress of the house had told the maid that she could not beat Penny, she had said that she could tie Penny up in any way she liked, even making her very uncomfortable all night. So it was no surprise when she made the bondage as uncomfortable as possible. She tied Penny up with her back over the foot-board of the bed. Not only was this an uncomfortable position that would leave her stiff in the morning, it also meant that the top edge of the foot-board was digging into Penny's back, and this would begin hurting her before long. And she tied one of Penny's feet to the top of the wardrobe, suspending her leg in the air. Not only was this uncomfortable in itself, it forced more of Penny's weight on her back, and forced her shoulders into the top of the foot-board, making it hurt more.

As one final cruelty, the maid opened the window, so that there would be a cold draught blowing on Penny's naked flesh all night.




A Nasty Humiliation

Tuesday - Morning

Penny was supposed to be up for work at 6:30 AM, but 6:30 came and went, and Penny was still tied to the bed. Penny could not normally see out of the window from the bed, but because the maid had tied her up with her back over the foot-board, she was the wrong way round on the bed, and was looking almost directly at the window. So Penny had been idly looking out of the window when the new lot of cows were led out of the field . They had only arrived the evening before! Why would the farmer buy them one day, then sell them the next day? Thinking about it Penny decided that she was probably wrong, he had not only just bought them, they must have been elsewhere on the farm. This field was probably a holding field, where cows about to be sold are put. Perhaps it is close to the road, or maybe it is a good place for buyers to look over the cows before deciding on a price.

It was nearly eight thirty before the maid returned, and even then it was not to untie Penny, instead it was to give her a message:
"Mistress and Master want to see you all tied up in bondage, but they don't get up as early as us. So you are lucky, you are getting a lie in."

Penny did not consider a lie in as "lucky" today. The corner of the foot-board was digging into her back, and it was torture. She had not got a wink of sleep the night before because of the pain, and a lie in meant that she would have to endure the torture for longer. But she did not say anything. Maid would have enjoyed knowing how much Penny was suffering in the bondage she had created for her the night before, and Penny refused to give her the satisfaction. So instead she smiled, and tried to pretend that she was going to enjoy the lie in.

When the master and mistress of the house finally arrived it was obvious that Mistress enjoyed seeing Penny's suffering, and Master was turned on by her naked flesh and the fact that she was helpless in bondage. He looked at her for some time, an erection straining at the front of his pants, then said to his wife "She is getting me horny, let's go back to bed." His wife replied that she had too much to do, so he should just jerk off on Penny's tits, adding that he had always wanted to try bukakki, so now was his chance.

To Penny's horror, the mistress was not joking, and the master took her up on the suggestion. He came up close to Penny, got his cock out, and began masturbating. When he came, he squirted his semen all over her tits - bukakki style.



Back To Work

Tuesday - Back To Work

Once the master had relieved himself on Penny, the maid returned and untied her. As she did so, Penny noticed that there were once more cows in the field. She had not been staring constantly out of the window, so had not seen them arrive, but she was surprised at the speed of turn over. She had been a slave in that house for a little over 48 hours (but it already felt like a lifetime). In those two days, the farmer had sold several loads of cows. That farm must be really profitable!

After being untied Penny was given very little time to wash the semen off her body, put her bra on, and get back to work.

Penny had not got a wink of sleep the night before so was exhausted, but still had to work hard until nearly midnight.



Smelly Slave

Wednesday

Penny's day started at 6:30 AM every day. She spent the night locked in her room, and at 6 AM promptly the maid came and unlocked the door to take her down to work. This morning the first thing Maid said to Penny was "Poo you stink!" Penny pointed out that this was because she had not been allowed either a shower or bath since she arrived and the maid replied "That was an oversight. I'll have to remember to get you cleaned up each morning, or we will both be in trouble."

Maid led Penny to the washroom she used to wash her hands. There were two ancient shower stalls in there. The maid handed Penny an old floor scrubbing brush and a bar of carbolic soap, then pushed Penny into one of the shower stalls. As soon as Penny was under the shower pan Maid turned on the water. There was no hot water, only freezing cold water, and Penny shivered as it fell on her naked body. She then had to scrub herself clean with the old scrubbing brush. Not only was this humiliating, the bristles were hard, and hurt Penny's tender teenage skin.

Once the maid decided that Penny was clean enough she switched off the water. Instead of a towel, there was an old (but clean) hessian sack for Penny to dry herself on. Then it was back into the main house for another full day's hard work.



Life As A Slave

Thursday

Thursday morning Penny was again woken by the maid, forced to take a cold shower, then forced to do housework. Another boring day of hard work. This was what her life was going to be like from now on. Forced to get up early, put to work, made to work all day without a break, then to bed late at night for a few hours sleep before being got up, given a cold shower, and being put back to work again. Occasionally the master of the house would abuse her sexually, and occasionally the mistress of the house would amuse herself by being cruel to Penny, just for fun. She was a slave, their property, and they were going to use her hard. They had paid for her, and they wanted their money's worth!



Late Unlocking

Friday 9:54 AM

Wednesday morning the maid did not come to unlock Penny's door as usual. Normally Penny was dragged out of bed at six thirty each morning, made to take a cold shower, and put to work. Today this did not happen. There was no clock in the room, but Penny could tell by the fact that the sun was high in the sky that it was well past six thirty. Also she saw the cows leave the field, and a new lot replace them (another new lot!!!!!). That happened a long time past six thirty (Penny had no idea exactly when, but it was always after she had been put to work).

Then, just before ten AM, Penny heard her door being unlocked, and the mistress of the house entered her room.

Mistress told Penny that the maid got Friday and Saturday off, as they often had visitors for Sunday lunch, so needed a full staff on Sunday. Penny did not get any days off, because she was a slave. Eventually Penny would be expected to perform her duties on her own when the maid had a day of, but she was not yet fully trained in her duties, so could not be expected to be able to work alone at the moment. Mistress explained all this to Penny then told her "So, instead of the maid working you hard, I am going to spend the next two days humiliating you!"

The mistress of the house knew that it embarrassed Penny to be seen in just her bra and jeans by men, so today she was going to "introduce" Penny to the farm workers. By "introduce", Mistress meant "drag Penny round the farm, and let the staff ogle Penny's body".

But first Mistress was going to tie Penny's wrists together. She was not worried that Penny might escape, as the collar that Penny was forced to wear would ensure that Mistress could find her if she did get away (it contained a tracking device). Mistress wanted Penny's wrists tied for two reasons. Firstly she knew it would humiliate Penny more if she was "displayed" to the men in bondage. Secondly, Mistress liked the idea of having Penny in bondage, and enjoyed tying her up a bit.

The mistress of the house had brought some rope with her. She grabbed Penny's arms and pulled them behind her back. Penny yelled in pain as Mistress twisted her arms behind her back. Mistress had not initially intended to hurt Penny, but she enjoyed hearing Penny yell out in pain, so she was unnecessarily brutal as she tied Penny's wrists, getting her ready for the humiliation in bondage that she was about to suffer.




Taken To The Farm

Friday 10:11 AM

Mistress led Penny out of the house via the servants entrance. This was the first time Penny had been outside. For a few seconds Penny enjoyed the sensation of freedom. She was tied at the wrists, so still in bondage, still collared, with a collar that held a tracking device, and the mistress of the house still held her shoulders, but the fresh air and absence of walls gave her a sense of freedom.

The house was right next to the farm, really part of it. The farm was L shaped with the house in the crook of the L. But there was no direct access from the house to the farm. It had been built in a time when the gentry who owned it would have considered it "common" and "vulgar" to have direct access to the place that made them their money. The current master and mistress of the house were not that pretentious, but they had not bothered to correct this oversight. As a result Penny was marched down the drive, out of the house, and down the road to the entrance gate for the farm. This was only a matter of fifteen or twenty yards and they were not overlooked by any other building, all around was farm land. However Penny became acutely aware of the fact that she was not wearing a blouse. She felt embarrassed, and afraid that someone might come along at any time, a hiker or farm labourer for example.

Then they reached the gate that led into the farm. Mistress opened it and pushed Penny through. She knew she was about to be displayed to the farm labourers. She felt so ashamed that she wanted to cry.




Displayed Around The Farm

Friday 10:14 AM to 11:51 AM

Since the farm was right next to the house it only took a couple of minutes to reach it, and about a minute after passing through the gate they met the first farm worker. He gawked at Penny, then frantically looked away. But Mistress told him he could look, and held Penny in a "head up, chest out" pose to display her body at it's best. He happily took advantage of this offer and Mistress told him "Take a good look, remember the sight of her body, it should help the day pass more pleasurably. And tonight you can think of her body as you masturbate." Penny felt so humiliated that she wanted to die.


And the humiliation did not end with just one man. For just over an hour and a half Penny was led round the farm, and her body displayed to all the male farm staff in this way. It was hell for her.


Tied For Viewing

11:52 AM

Different people take their lunch breaks at different times on the farm, bur they all come to the main farm building to eat because that is where lunch is served! Beside the main building is a large barn, with it's door facing towards the main building. So just before lunches began, Mistress had two farm workers remove the door to the barn, and hammer two large metal staples into the door frame. She then tied Penny's wrists to these staples so that she was forced to stand there on display, where all the staff could see her as the went in to lunch.

To the mistresses delight most of the farm workers then chose to bring their lunch outside, so they could ogle Penny's body while they ate.



Given More Exposure
5:47 PM

Penny is left standing there all day. After a long day working in the fields the farm workers are given an evening meal. (Not really a generous act, many are single men or foreign workers whose family was still at home, providing them with a meal means they can work later, as they won't have to prepare it themselves. Also it is a good excuse to pay them less). So when they came for the food, Penny was still there to be looked at.

Mistress did not want the show to get boring, so for the evening performance she improved it. The first labourers would be arriving a bit after 6 PM (they arrives at various times between 6 PM and about 8 PM as they finished the day's work). So at 5:47 PM Mistress removed Penny's bra. This evening they could ogle Penny's naked tits.


Even though it was a chilly evening most of the farm workers again chose to eat outside, where they could ogle Penny's naked flesh while eating. From the way they were looking at her Penny knew that many of them were storing up a mental picture of her tied up topless, so that they could think about her body when they masturbated later that night. She felt so humiliated and ashamed that she nearly cried.

A Cold Night
8:00 PM TO 4:00 AM

Eventually the farm workers grew bored of watching Penny tied up in bondage, and of ogling her naked tits. One by one they went back to their lodgings until eventually Penny was left on her own. She expected either the maid or Mistress to come and untie her and take her back to her room. However this did not happen. Instead Penny was left stripped to the waist, tied up in bondage, all through the night. It had been a passably warm day, but a chilly evening. And the night became uncomfortably cold. Penny shivered from that bitter cold. Tied up like that, Penny could not sleep. She tried closing her eyes, but she could not fall asleep standing up. She had to spent the entire night suffering the torture of the cold.

Then, just after midnight, it began to rain. Although Penny was tied up in the doorway of the barn she was just outside the barn. So the building was no protection from the cold rain that fell on her naked flesh. She shivered uncontrollably at this new torture, unable to move into the barn as she was tied up in bondage.

The rain continued for nearly four hours. So for nearly four hours Penny had to suffer the torture in bondage of the bitter cold rain and biting wind on her naked flesh. She shivered, at one point she even began sobbing. But no one came to untie her, or take her inside.

Instead when Mistress was woken by the rain at about 2 o'clock she wrapped up in her warmest oilskins and came out to watch Penny's suffering. She stood for about half an hour under the porch of the main farm building, just looking at Penny and enjoying the slave girls suffering. Then she went back to the main house, leaving Penny still suffering in bondage in the rain. Back in bed she was still so turned on by Penny's misery that she woke her husband and got him to make love to her. As the two of them fucked, Mistress listened to the rain hammering against the window and thought about the same rain hammering against Penny's naked body. This resulted in Mistress having multiple deep orgasms, for her the sex was great.




A Smelly Morning

4:12 AM

Life on a farm starts early, but not usually before it gets light. So Penny was surprised when two farmworkers turned up at twelve minutes past four in the morning. One was pushing a wheelbarrow full of something that looked like mud, but Penny could not be certain exactly what it was in the moonlight. The other farmworker was carrying a powerful lamp, simply so that the one with the barrow could see where he was going. They stopped about five or six yards in front of Penny and emptied the contents of the wheelbarrow onto the ground. Then they disappeared.

The two men returned about ten minutes later and repeated this operation. They then continued to go backwards and forwards for about an hour dumping more of this mud like substance on the ground a few yards from Penny, until they had a large mound of whatever it was.

About half way through this operation the wind changed direction and an awful smell wafted over Penny. She recognised the smell and realised what the stuff that the men were piling up really was. It was cow shit! And by the time the men had finished transporting the cow shit, there was an enormous heap of it on the ground, too close to Penny for comfort.

Soon after the men had finished transporting the cow shit, the mistress of the house turned up with a deck chair, set it up where she could watch Penny, and sat down. Penny had no idea what was going on, but she knew it was going to be bad news for her.

Then as the farm workers turned up for work they were encouraged to play a game. The game simply involved putting on gloves, then picking up handfuls of cow shit and throwing it at Penny's naked body.

Tied up in the barn doorway in bondage, Penny could not avoid the shit. It covered her body, covered her face, stained her jeans, and even got in her hair. It was awful, absolutely unbearable. Messy, dirty, unclean, and smelly, the shit built up on Penny's bound body, as farm worker after farm worker played the game of "Throw cow shit at the teenage girl in bondage".


Mistress watched all this with glee. It turned her on to see Penny being humiliated like this. Penny's public humiliation lasted a couple of hours, and when it was finally over Mistress went back to the main house, leaving a farm worker to pack up her deck chair. She had left her husband back home in bed, with strict instructions not to get up. She knew that watching Penny suffer this public humiliation in bondage would get her horny, and she wanted her husband to be where he could fuck her when she got back. It was going to be really good sex.

Although her public humiliation was over, Penny was left tied up in bondage in the doorway of the barn, her body still covered in cow shit. And knowing that she was still suffering made the mistresses orgasms even better.


Lunch In Bondage

11:50 AM

Just before lunchtime Mistress turned up with a large metal mixing spoon. She said to Penny "You have not eaten for nearly two days, I cannot have my slaves starving to death. But I don't want to untie you yet, so you are going to have to eat lunch in bondage."

Penny thought that this was a mixed blessing. She was very hungry, but the smell of the cow shit on her body was making her feel sick, and she would have liked to wash before eating. However she was wrong to think of it as a "mixed blessing" she was about to find out that it was not "mixed" at all, it was all bad.
The mistress of the house poked the spoon into the mound of cow shit, and pulled it out full of the stuff. She then held it under Penny's nose and said "Open wide." Penny knew that there was no point in refusing, so she opened her mouth knowing what humiliation the mistress was going to inflict on her next.

As she expected, Mistress forced the spoon full of cow shit into her mouth and made her swallow it. It was even more revolting than she expected it to be, but she obediently swallowed the cow shit, and saw a look of pure pleasure cross the face of the mistress of the house at her slave girls suffering.

Then Mistress made her eat a second mouthful of cow shit, then a third and a fourth. By then the first of the farm workers had terned up for their lunch and stopped to watch the new public humiliation that the poor teenage slave had to suffer in bondage.

After the fourth mouthful Mistress stopped feeding Penny. But this awful public humiliation was not over yet. Mistress turned to the farm workers and said "Would you all like to take turns in forcing cow shit into this bound slaves mouth and making her eat it?"

Of course they all said yes. So, with mistress watching gleefully Penny was made to eat spoonful after spoonful of cow shit. Different workers took lunch at slightly different times, so this public humiliation in bondage went on for well over two hours. It was not only the fact that she was eating cow shit that made Penny feel sick, there was the quantity as well. She was being forced to eat more than she had ever eaten in a day, let alone in one meal. She could feel it stretching her stomach until it hurt. But still they continued to feed her.



When her ordeal was finally over Penny was left tied up in bondage, on display to any passing farm worker. She felt sick and miserable, and began to wonder if this public humiliation would ever end.



Cleaned Up
7:58 PM

Mistress decided that spending three days tied up in bondage in the barn doorway was probably all Penny could stand. She had not slept in that time and would probably soon get delirious. But before releasing Penny from bondage Mistress wanted her cleaned up. A shit covered slave would make the house stink. So Mistress was going to get the farm workers to clean her. Cleaning would be one final torture for Penny, and one final humiliation.

Once they had all finished eating their evening meal, the mistress of the house got the farm workers to collect four irrigation hoses. Then for Penny's final humiliation and torture in bondage, she was hosed down by the laughing farm workers.


They hosed her until she was clean, then they hosed her some more for the fun of it.

But finally the torture stopped, the humiliation ended, and Penny was untied from bondage. Then still wet, shivering with the cold, and exhausted from lack of sleep, she was made to walk back to the house to recommence her life as a slave girl.


Back At The House

9:12 PM

The master of the house saw his wife returning with Penny through the window. Penny was wet, topless, and shivering from the cold. As she shivered her tits shook in an extremely erotic way. So by the time the pair came through the door he was as horny as hell and had a rock hard erection. As it had gone nine, he suggestively asked his wife if she would like an early night. She replied that she had too much work to do. When he responded by saying "Oh come on, you can't present a teenage slaves jiggling tits to me and expect me to nurse an unsatisfied erection all evening." Mistress thought about if for a moment then answered "Well, the slave has just had a nice supper of horse shit, but we forgot to give her a drink to wash it down. So I expect she could do with a nice drink of semen. You can force her to give you a blowjob if you like."

Penny was horrified. Firstly it shocked her that a married woman would let her husband get a blowjob from another woman, even a teenage slave. But more than that, she realised that she was about to be forced to suck cock, and she did not want to do that, especially not Master's cock. And to make even matters worse, from the fact that Mistress had said "I expect she could do with a nice drink of semen" Penny guessed that she was going to be made to swallow his cum.

The mistress of the house loved humiliating Penny, Penny knew that. So she was not surprised when Mistress said that she wanted to watch this forced blowjob. She was also not surprised that Mistress made it into a humiliating ritual for her.

Penny was made to get down on her hands and knees at one side of the room. The master of the house stood at the other end of the room with his pants lowered and his erect penis pointing at Penny. Penny then had to crawl towards Master on her hands and knees, then when she reached him she was forced to take his cock in her mouth and give him a blowjob.


The mistress of the house watched Penny's humiliation with glee, and Penny was not surprised when, as soon as her husband came in Penny's mouth, Mistress ordered Penny to swallow his semen.

After the blowjob the mistress of the house further humiliated Penny by making her lick his cock clean.

Then, at last, Penny was allowed to go to bed and get some much needed sleep.



Continued......
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