Explicit erotic fiction by David Stewart
David blushed self-consciously as Uncle George said hello. They shook hands and George said: “I am so pleased you and Ruth have decided to make a go of things. You are just what each other needs.”
The wine served, they chatted amongst themselves and Uncle George spoke as if David was not present.
“So my dear, how has David been behaving since you took the reins?”
“He is learning fast, George.”
“So David, is Ruth here as strict as I was?”
“Yes Uncle George, I’ve found Miss Ruth to be very strict.”
“I have missed your visits David. I was aware when Ruth here took over that you would not be around so much, but had not expected to become a stranger. Have you not needed my brand of discipline at all?”
“No, no, Uncle I just thought that Miss Ruth was doing that now and I had no idea that I could still visit you.”
Both Miss Ruth and Uncle George laughed and David realised he was being teased.
“No David you can still visit me, but I think Ruth here will be keeping you occupied. However, when were you last spanked?”
“Last night Uncle.”
“Would you show your Uncle your marks David?” It was an instruction and not a request so David stood, bared his bottom and showed his Uncle all.
“Nice marks Ruth dear…nice marks.”
The conversation turned to how many strokes had been given and so forth, and all this time David remained with his bottom bared.
“I think David needs more attention George,” Miss Ruth stated. A short time after this Uncle George had the young David over his lap again and was spanking his marked naked buns vigorously, much to the amusement of Miss Ruth. The spanking continued for some time before Uncle tired and told David to stand in the corner.
After five minutes Miss Ruth ordered him to serve more wine, and as David went to pull up his trousers was told not to do so. He had to shuffle embarrassingly from glass to glass before returning to the corner. He did this automatically, without being asked.
Uncle left a short time later leaving David in the corner, his red bottom cheeks on show. Miss Ruth returned to the room and congratulated David on his ability to withstand such a spanking.
“Strip for me David!” she instructed. David removed all his clothing and stood naked and erect in front of his Mistress.
Miss Ruth took her dress off and sat legs apart on the sofa and beckoned David to her. “Lick me!” she said and as David moved to touch her almost see through panties Miss Ruth said: “No. Through my panties, I want you to taste what I have been feeling as I watched George spank you.”
David licked and licked and soon Miss Ruth was convulsing in orgasmic pleasure, all brought on by David.
Composing herself, she took David to bed and he repeated his task, this time without Miss Ruth wearing her panties. While pleasuring her, Miss Ruth was telling him all about her delight and feelings when watching George chastising her David.
“I want to watch you being disciplined more often, David. I get pleasure whipping you but I get so so wet watching another person do it. I want a friend to join us and spank and cane you for me. Would you like that?” she asked.
“I want whatever you want, Miss Ruth,” he responded honestly.
“Good because my friend also has the most gorgeous cock in the world and it gets so very hard during a spanking session. I just know he would love to cane you. Would that work for you?”
“Yes Miss Ruth, it would,” David’s mind was spinning.
“And would you want to watch or just wonder about my friend shagging me? Where your cock has not been yet?”
David was becoming excited by all this talk. Miss Ruth realised, and made him kneel on the bed. “Wank yourself but don’t cum till I allow it. Would you like to watch my friend and I fucking David? His big cock giving me such joy?”
“Oh yes Miss Ruth, yes I would.”
“Would you not be jealous of him?”
“Yes I would Miss Ruth, but you deserve to receive whatever you wish for.”
“Don’t you cum now David because if you do I am going to make you wait five minutes and then cane you good and hard with…” At this, David lost control. The cum spunked into his hands.
“As I was saying, twelve strokes with my cane. Now go and clean up and come back to me. I am almost disappointed in you.”
David duly cleaned up and did feel some disappointment that he had failed to obey his Miss Ruth. There was also the fear of a caning to follow. When he returned he found Miss Ruth standing naked with the cane in her hands. She was smiling wickedly as she swished the cane to and fro.
“Well, time for the naughty wanker to be punished!”
She approached and felt his flaccid cock. She laughed and said: “This is a real punishment. You must take it well, because if at any time you stand or touch your bottom, we’ll start from stroke number one again.”
He felt no sexual urges this time as he bent over and prepared for what he felt sure would be his worst caning to date. The first stroke whistled down and a few milliseconds later the pain cut through, just before the second landed. He cried out loud.
“Yell out David! You deserve this and I like to know I am hitting the spot,” she laughed as the third landed. David did not laugh, smile or snigger. He did though feel tears welling up. The next two strokes landed in swift succession and he yelled and this time the tears started.
His pleas of “Sorry, Miss Ruth!” were ignored and the caning continued to be painfully provided by the enthusiastic chastiser. The final stroke was given and David remained bent over. She cuddled him, stroked his face and wiped his tears before moving a hand down to his still flaccid cock.
“Such a shame, as if you had been hard after that you may have got to enter my haven with it! Never mind now, chance gone!”
David dressed and with head bowed followed the next instruction: “Go and put your clothes in the spare room.”
David had wrongly assumed he was sharing the main bedroom with Miss Ruth. As he put his clothes away he noticed three maids outfits in the wardrobe, and in the top drawer were a selection of white knickers. David wondered about these. “Surely not?” he said to himself, but his penis was no longer flaccid and showed him what he wanted.
David was indeed entering the world of submissive service to a stronger lady. He relished this and wanted whatever was to come. More exciting still was the the prospect of Miss Ruth not only using him about the house but making sure her friend, as she had called him, came to visit and punish while she watched.
“David!” Miss Ruth said as she entered the room. She lifted a pair of knickers and said “Well”?
“Well what Miss Ruth?”
She touched his erection through his trousers and laughed. “Well, well! I see you appreciate who these are for, darling. And these…” She lifted out a maid uniform. “Just your size perhaps?”
David blushed deeply both with the embarrassment and total humiliation of wanting to wear these for Miss Ruth.
“These do not get touched until I tell you, David. That’s when you earn the right to be my maid. Now I want you downstairs. We’ll discuss your routine and duties.”
After his routine was explained, he relished the chores and tasks set. He did so even more when he heard Miss Ruth on the phone. She ended her conversation with: “So my darling Paul, 7.30 Friday and I will introduce you to my new live-in maid. He has such a caneable arse, you will enjoy it!”
David continued his chores but he was already anticipating that day.
To Be Continued.
Story © 2012 by David Stewart