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.

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.