Considering a Caning

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Charlotte left the office with a couple of things to think about, not least the fact that she would be responsible for the new maids behaving. She knew there was a change in the air and this was it, a tightening of control and now it was not just Mistress Erin it was Mistress Molly too. As maid she had grown into the job and did it well, she had a great deal of freedom but Julia and Natalie could jeopardise all that. Charlotte did not want to control anyone or be a snitch but it looked like she would have to be both. On the other hand she had been told that Molly would use her as a bitch occasionally, Charlotte brightened imagining her head between Molly's thighs, would Erin watch? would she have to service one after the other? a rare erection happened and she was glad she had flared petticoats under her maid dress. There might be compensations for tightened discipline.

Julia and Natalie were in their room discussing the meeting with Mistress Erin, they couldn't believe how easy it went. Unlike Charlotte they didn't seem to grasp that Erin was not that easily won over, Natalie of all people should know that. If they had thought deeply enough they would have realised that Erin had a plan and they had walked into it. Erin was not an enthusiast of the schoolgirl thing but went along with it, better they were maids. She had a plan for that but they had just short circuited that, Erin would have her maids sooner than she had planned. She confided in Molly and needed something that would prevent them back sliding to schoolgirls, Molly said she had an idea, did Erin trust her? Erin said she did.

Later in the day over lunch that they all took together for once Molly said to the two girls 'did you enjoy your caning the other day?' Erin kept a straight face as the girls nearly choked on their food 'um not really' said Julia timidly. Molly smiled 'no? why not girls?' she asked innocently 'it was harder than we could handle' blurted out Natalie 'isn't that what punishment is supposed to be?' offered Molly. The girls had no answer, Charlotte who was serving turned away to hide the smile. 'That's a shame' continued Molly 'schoolgirls give so many reasons for a caning' she smiled 'I will just have to hope you are occasionally naughty maids', Molly smiled sending shivers down the girls spines. Erin suppressed a smile, Molly had got the two of them psyched out in less than two minutes. Erin patted her lap, Molly casually slipped on to it 'she's a pussycat really girls' Erin winked. Charlotte said nothing but thought 'yes a pussycat with some really sharp claws', Charlotte smiled, she liked Molly a lot and looked forward to being her bitch. The girls were less convinced that Molly was a pussycat unless you counted tigers as pussycats and right now Molly was looking at the girls as if they were prey. They both decided separately that they would be the best maids possible. 

Charlotte sat with a cup of tea watching the new maids washing up with, it had to be said, a reasonable amount of satisfaction. It was only the small post lunch wash but they had been so unnerved by Molly that they had not even asked if they could put it in the dishwasher. Charlotte usually did just that and everything got washed after dinner.

Charlotte did like a caning now and then, well it was not so much the caning as that did hurt, it was the delicious feelings in the hours and days after when the initial pain calmed down. It is not something you can explain to those who are not addicted to it. Yes the pain is, or can be, savage but after the initial assault it calms down to a throb and sitting on the bruising for those who enjoy it is a very sensual sensation sending a thrill through the body. It is a paradox, one puts up with searing pain for the days of pleasure after. There was no doubt about it the caning that the girls had gone though had got her attention. But it was earlier when Molly revisited the subject that Charlotte's desire renewed, she made up her mind 'when you have finished girls, sit down and have a cup of tea, I will be back soon'.

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