THE SERVANT
Bdsm M/f

    I never should have taken her into my service but I did it as a favor to an old retainer and now it was too late to go back on my word. She was clumsy, stupid, and lazy as well as plain looking. Had she been comely I might have taken her as a chamber servant but she failed to excite me at all. Clumsy and stupid can be dealt with easily but lazy has to change. Clumsy and stupid can still do much useful but lazy will not perform. 
    She was brought to me and made to kneel. I berated her shortcomings and made vile threats and extracted promises that she would do better. She did not. She was convinced that she was too smart to get caught but of course she was soon before me again. This time I made good on my threats. Before I tell you of her punishments I should explain a few things. 
    I try to be a good master. Its not often easy but for the most part my people are content if not happy. I do not demand unreasonable amounts of work nor do I force them to work with poor tools. I am fair with sharing and I take care of my widows and orphans and my injured workers. In return I demand that they give an honest days work and to be truthful and trustworthy. All know that they may come to me with any concerns or grievances and I will listen fully to them. They get good food and clothing. I do not force my body onto their daughters or wives although I will sometimes bed a willing wench. They are not slaves nor are they treated as such. I hold the power of law over them and all who enter my lands but I cannot execute then without asking my lord first. To maintain this state of affairs I must therefore ensure that all understand the rules and live by them. If I let one slide others will follow and then chaos follows.
    I keep a punishment room in a sub cellar. In many respects it is almost a old fashioned torture chamber but without the most fearsome items. No Spanish boots or garrotes nor any other devices meant to maim and kill. Just things that cause pain and temporary damage.
Some items could kill like my rack but I am careful in their use. She and I are now there and for the first time she realizes she is in real trouble. She begs and pleads for a second chance but I am firm. She had her chance and she threw it away. Now she must pay. She is stripped and cries for mercy as if she was still virgin. With her hands tied up over her head at the whipping post she screams even before the first cut lands. While all I use is a simple riding whip she carries on like I was using a bullwhip that could flay her flesh from her bones. She ends up well marked but the stripes will fade in hours. I move her to the wooden pony and there buck and gag her. Her entire weight now sits on her private parts. The sharp wooden edge digs deeply into the soft flesh and the addition of weights only makes it worse. I leave her there for several hours. She spends the night in irons in a cold dank cell in the dark. 
    Come the morn she is contrite but I doubt her conviction and her punishment continues. She is whipped again but this time it is her thighs and her very tender privates that feel the whip. I give her several down the length of her slit and a few across her tits. She is forced to kneel with a rod behind her knees until her legs grow numb from the pressure. When she is allowed to get up she falls screaming in agony as the blood and feeling return. She spends the rest of the day standing with a shaft inserted into her slit. She cannot get off of it and must stand for hours on tiptoe to avoid impaling herself. Then another night in the cell but this time she must stand against the wall all night or risk hanging herself on her short chains. 
    Now she is starting to sound as if she really wants to change her ways. I think one more day and night should bring about the change I want. This day she will be whipped again with no part of her body spared. Then I hang her from the waist by a thick rope until she passes out from the pain. She will ride the horse again and then will then spend the night hanging strapiddo with her hands tied behind her back and hanging from them. It will work or I shall find a reason to have her hanged