The Governess- 2

It was an hour later. The girls were sat side by side in the Range Rover
belonging to Lady Rawlings. Diane was driving competently down the long drive,
which lead from the Manor into the estate. ‘Are you comfortable Wendy.’ Diane
addressed the maid seated behind them.
‘Yes Miss, thank you Miss.’ Diane glanced round at the maid who smiled back at
her. ‘You have turned out a nice girl.’ Diane said. ‘Such a pretty face and body
too, you really are a lucky girl.’ ‘Thank-you Miss.’ replied the maid once more.
They were now heading up the long hack that led to the lake. Diane drove slowly
over the rougher ground. ‘Don’t the woods look pretty at this time of year.’
Veronica said, shifting lazily in her seat. Diane concentrated on her driving,
her wide skirt laid over her thighs, displaying a pair of pretty knee’s.
‘I think we brought everything we need, for our task.’ Diane said to Veronica.
‘If not we will just have to improvise.’ ‘You will do as we ask today won’t you
Wendy.’ Diane turned to girl behind her. ‘I want complete co-operation from you,
is that understood?’
‘Yes Miss.’ the maid replied firmly, ‘I won’t let you down.’
‘I do think that girls got a crush on you Diane’. Veronica said. She turned in
her seat to look at the maid who blushed prettily, and dropped her long
eyelashes over her cheeks.
‘Here we are.’ Diane brought the Range Rover to a halt a few yards from the
picnic table.
‘Are you sure we wont be disturbed.’ asked Veronica as she opened the door of
the vehicle.
‘No I made sure. The keeper is in ‘Far Acre’ and will be working there for the
next three weeks, so there’s no-one to interrupt us.’
‘Good’ said Veronica jumping from her seat. Her skirt caught up momentarily,
revealing her brief white panties as she slid her feet to the ground.
The girls unloaded the jeep: Two picnic hampers and three large car rugs were
placed on the grass beside the picnic table.
‘You still haven’t told me what we’re going to use on the boy, said Veronica as
she sorted through one of the hampers. The maid approached holding a long slim
package. ‘Madam asked me to give you this.’ she said as she held out the paper
parcel.
Veronica quickly tore off the paper and held the long slim cane between her
fingers.
‘What was Madam doing with this might I ask’ Veronica looked at the maid.
‘It was meant for me Miss.’ the girl replied quietly.
‘Has she used it yet?’ enquired Diane.
‘No Miss, the girl blushed. ‘She said it was for the next time.’
‘Then what I said earlier is true, you are a very lucky girl.’
‘Yes Miss.’ The girl said quietly.
‘There must be enough stuff in here to stock a chemist’s shop.’ Veronica said as
she knelt over the hamper and sorted the contents.
‘Well we have to look after him, I wouldn’t want him to be poorly with any
infection.’ Diane said as she reached for the cane lying on the picnic table.
‘How do you fancy being beaten with this?’ she asked Wendy as she slipped the
slim bamboo slowly through her fingers.
‘Oh I wouldn’t Miss, it looks awfully hard.’
‘Well one stroke wouldn’t hurt you, and it would be nice to try it.’ Diane said
cheerfully.
‘Oh no Miss, Please Miss, you wouldn’t.’ The girl looked pleadingly at Diane.
‘But you have already promised to do as you are told, haven’t you?’ Diane looked
inquiringly at the maid. The girl looked at Diane, her bottom lip trembled.
‘Please Miss.. not with that, I couldn’t stand it’.
‘Of course you could, now lets have no nonsense from you.’ Diane spoke sharply
to the girl. The maids face fell, her lips trembled at the sharp rebuke and the
thought of the long cane.
‘Just bend over the picnic table there’s a good girl, one stroke never hurt
anyone.’ Wendy trembled, but dutifully walked to the picnic table and leaned her
hips against it, bending forward slightly. Her face turned to look at Diane.
Veronica stood up and went behind the girl raising her loose skirt up over her
bottom. ‘Bend forward, there’s a good girl she whispered.’ Wendy bent over
timidly, resting her head on her hands as they touched the table top.
Veronica promptly pushed the full skirt up over the girls waist, tucking some of
the material into her waistband. Her pretty bottom displayed a small pair of
lace panties. Veronica knelt behind her as Diane watched. Taking hold of the
flimsy lace she slowly pulled the panties, making the girl open her legs as she
eased them down.
‘Just lift your foot’, Veronica said gently as she pulled the panties over the
girls dainty sandals.
‘Open her legs a little more.’ Diane instructed her friend.
Veronica pulled the girls legs apart and pushed her ankles further in toward the
table. Standing up she placed her hand on the small of the girl’s back pressing
her slim waist down on to the tabletop. Wendy shivered, her body rudely exposed.
‘Please d…don’t hurt me Miss”. She stammered. Her little bottom moved from
side to side in agitation.
‘Keep still, there’s a good girl.’ Veronica said gently stroking her hand over
the girl’s naked buttocks.
Diane nodded her head to Veronica. Her friend placed her arm over the girls
waist and pressed down firmly.
‘Just keep still, or I will give you two.’ Diane spoke firmly.
Veronica slid her other hand over the girls bottom her fingers trailing through
the crease between her buttocks and finding the sensitive lips of sex. Slowly
she teased them with light caresses running her nails through the fine hairs of
her pubes. The girl moved her bottom, the cheeks quivering as Veronica’s fingers
slid between the pubescent lips of her vagina. Veronica pressed two of her
fingers together, stealthily she pushed them up inside the girl, the vagina
already moist, allowing her fingers to slide in easily. Veronica cleverly
manipulated her fingers feeling the girl’s bottom lift and push back toward her
hand. Diane watched as her friend’s fingers slipped backwards and forwards
between the pretty cheeks of the maid’s bottom. The girl moved her hips
backwards, her vagina seeking the fingers that gave so much pleasure. Her breath
was coming in audible gasps as the probing fingers played inside her. She raised
her buttocks, her back arching as Veronica steadily increased the tempo of her
fingers. Oooh….mmmm..ah moaned the girl as she bent across the table before
her tormentors. Veronica looked up at her friend and nodded. Diane stood back
from the girl and raised the cane high above her right shoulder. Veronica
increased the rhythm of her fingers inside the girl’s wet passage slowly pulling
her hand backwards. The helpless girl raised her pert bottom seeking the fingers
that gave so much pleasure. ‘Now.’ said Diane. Veronica quickly pulled her hand
away, increasing the pressure of her arm over the girl’s back. Diane swung her
arm downwards, the cane whistled through the air in a perfect arc, striking the
young girl across the centre of her bottom. The tip of the cane curled around
the quivering cheeks of the girls thrusting buttocks, biting into the virgin
flesh. ‘Aaaarrh…aaaarh.’ The maid’s body stiffened as if electrocuted. Her
legs kicked wildly as she screamed. ‘Aaaarhh….aaaarh..ooh.’ Her head tossed
from side to side, her body shaking uncontrollably. ‘Oooooh….oooh..Miss…’
Wendy was in turmoil, her thighs rubbing together trying to rid herself of the
pain. Veronica thrust her hand between the injured cheeks her fingers rudely
searching for the girl’s moist vagina. Deftly she sunk her fingers into the
girl, swiftly bringing them into play. Her fingers roamed wildly around the
inside of the quivering flesh. Diane dropped the cane and splayed her hands over
the girls thrashing bottom. Her fingers quickly located the neat sphincter
between the quivering buttocks. Deftly she pushed her finger up into the hole.
Wendy writhed beneath them, her body on fire. A myriad of emotions went through
her innocent body as the girls brought her to a shattering climax. Her screams
filled the air as wave after wave of sensation passed through her.
‘Mmmmmmmmhhhh..aaarhh..arrrh’ The girl was moaning beneath them as they gently
slowed the tempo of their busy fingers.
‘Mmmmmmhh…mmmm.’ she sobbed, her body was suffused in a rosy glow.
‘There..there.’ Diane whispered softly to her. ‘There’s a good girl, hush, it’s
all over now.’
Wendy sighed and moaned but her body became still. ‘There you’re all right now,
just lay quietly.’ Diane reached underneath the girls waist her nimble fingers
began undoing the buttons of the maids skirt.
Once open she tugged at the material, pulling it from under the maid’s stomach.
Gently she raised the skirt over her bottom, taking care the material did not
touch the bright red weal crossing the buttocks. Veronica put her hand
underneath the girl’s tummy to support her while Diane laid her skirt beside the
hampers.
Taking a bottle from the open hamper, she poured lotion on to her hand. She
applied the liquid delicately to the girl’s bottom, softly rubbing it in to the
marked cheeks.
‘Oooh Thank you Miss.’ The girl murmured as she felt the cool lotion being
rubbed over her wounded bottom.
Diane spent several minutes gently applying more of the liquid. She re-capped
the bottle and placed her hand gently between the girl’s thighs. Cupping the
pubic mound she squeezed softly.
‘There now how do you feel?’ Veronica asked as she carefully lifted Wendy from
the table.
‘It really hurt Miss, I didn’t think I could stand it..it was awful.’ The girl
whimpered as Veronica helped her toward the blankets.
Diane watched as the maid approached, ‘You look quite beautiful you know.’ she
said to the maid looking at the small patch of hair that ran down between the
girls legs.
‘Turn around so we can see your stripe’.
The maid turned without hesitation, showing her bottom to Diane.
‘Shall I bend over Miss.’
Diane smiled. Obedience at last. She thought.
‘Yes please Wendy.’ Diane replied.
The girl bent down touching her toes easily, although she grimaced as the flesh
of her bottom tightened. Diane could not resist reaching between the proffered
thighs and delicately tickling her pubes. Wendy trembled but did not move from
her bent position until Diane patted her thigh and told her to come and sit
down.
‘I don’t know whether I can sit Miss.’
‘Just lay on your tummy, then we can see that delicious bottom of yours’ Diane
replied.
‘All that excitement has made me thirsty.’ Veronica said brightly. ‘Who would
like coffee?’. ‘I’ll pour it Miss, I’m all right now.’