Tuesday 1 May 2012

I finally danced Odette...

Times had been hard over the last few years of war. The occupying forces had not been kind and many were finding it hard to live their lives. Odette did not want this life for herself and saw the occupying forces as those who would ultimately win. She made her aquaintance to the occupying forces and exchanged favours with the officers in order to receive gifts and presents. She sold herself for an easy time of it. Unfortunately, the town Mayor had been arrested and locked up just where he could hear all, the parties, the champagne corks popping and everything else that went on... 

Unfotunately for Odette and her cohorts the occupying forces did not ultimately win and she and others were arrested for fraternising with the enemy during the war. The punishment for these women was to be diverse and Odette drew the short straw. She has been sent to the (now released) Mayor to stay with him under his 'care' for a dose of highly painful and humiliating punishment. This was to last for 6 months. Upon her arrival at the Mayor's house, known as HH, Odette was ordered to strip out of her glamorous attire and was given nothing more than a pair of white panties and a drab tunic. It was not long before she was put to work. Given nothing more than a scrubbing brush, some water and a cloth, HH ordered Odette to clean his fireplace. It was full of soot, and she worked hard at the task. She had been warned of the consequences of poor housework. HH checked on her regularly and when Odette was finished he prepared to check her work; with butler gloves. On seeing him pull these on, her heart sank. Odette knew that dust and soot will be found and that she would meet the strap. She was not wrong, dust was found and rather a lot of it. She was taken into another room, ordered to lie down flat on the bed with a pillow underneath her hips to raise her bottom. Feeling the strap laid upon her bottom caused Odette to flinch, but nothing had prepared her for the searing feeling it left on her backside after the first stroke. More came and she received 12 strokes in all. Despite trying to be stoic about her punishment, Odette could not help yelping at each stroke. She withheld her tears; she did not want HH to see her cry. Once the punishment was over she was sent to her room to await instruction. Gingerly, Odette perched herself on the end of the bed. This was going to be a very long 6 months. 

It felt like only a matter of minutes before she was called down to face HH once more. What would he do this time? Odette presented herself to HH, who ordered to stand up on a low table facing a large window. He ordered her to raise her dress to above her breasts, allowing HH to inspect that which the occupying forces had found so attractive. To her shame he had Odette explain in great detail what she had offered to them. Her claims that she had been forced to perform certain acts fell upon deaf ears. She had made the choice to get to know them after all. To humiliate the girl more, HH had her placed in a chastity device, a punishment fitting for someone who had sold herself so cheaply. Locked in this device, HH then had her over his knee and spanked her hard, which seemed all the more painful because of the chastity device. To Odette's horror it also seemed to give HH more control over his holding her in position. Her bottom now sore he placed her on her knees for a punishment even worse than that she had suffered to date... 

Odette was not sure life could get any worse for her but it did. HH called her down and ordered her into a white shirt, heels and stockings. No panties were permitted. He informed her that he had two guests coming and she was to serve them drinks dressed like that. Odette was horrified! How could she face these people, who no doubt would be no friends of hers? She heard the door bell ring and before long she heard the voice of her jailor calling her down. To her shock, Odette was met with a lady and gentleman facing them. Both made it quite clear to her that they found her behaviour reprehensible. Odette was so ashamed she willed the floor to cave in on her and swallow her up. She served them drinks, whilst they questioned her behaviour and took a look at her now punished bottom. HH ordered her onto her hands and knees and placed a glass top on her, making her their human table. He warned her not to move and spill the glasses she was holding. Odette did her best not to move, but with time the position was getting hard for the girl to hold. HH noticed this and offered her a release but only if she begged to be punished. She tried to hold out, but the pain in her arms became too much so she begged to be punished. This request was granted and Odette was bent over the sofa to be punished by HH and his other male guest (the Colonel), whilst his female guest watched her face. She was given the cane from both gentlemen followed by many strokes with the strap. Before long Odette was begging for mercy and was beginning to show real contrition for what she had done. HH wanted time alone with his guests so Odette was dismissed early to her room. No champagne was to pass her lips. 

HH had ordered Odette to bring him tea in the morning but unfortunately for her she had forgotten. HH bellowed up the stairs for her. Never having seen him truly angry and was trembling when he ordered her into the punishment position. For such a serious transgression nothing other than a nasty wooden paddle was to grace her buttocks. After quite a lecture on obedience and her poor standards in the house, Odette was given a taste of 12 searing strokes. These strokes drove the message home and Odette promised to never forgt the morning tea for the rest of her 'stay'. 

The following morning began with a punishment of Odette. She was bent over a trestle and was extremely nervous to see HH select a wooden paddle for her treatment. Each stroke stung her bottom causing her to cry out and yelp. He aimed one at the top of her thighs and knowing that would sting all the more, Odette shied away from the paddle. unusually, HH showed the girl leniency and did not deliver the stroke. He ordered her to stand up and said she should thank him for not giving her that stroke on the thighs. Unfortunately for Odette, her sore bottom seemed unfair to her this morning and she did thank him, but in a recalcitrant manner. This infuriated HH, who lectured Odette on her tone of voice and suggested she NEVER speak to him like that again. Trembling with fear, Odette pleaded with HH, telling him she was sorry and would never do it again. It was too late. She had done it now. She was restrained on her back and was given a strap on her breasts, which despite being light was excruciatingly painful causing the poor girl to squirm in pain. HH had not finished though, and decided that which she had sold to the occupying forces should be punished again. He placed a few drops of tabasco sauce on that area causing it to burn most uncomfortably. This was considered the most fitting punishment for such a girl. It took a long while to fade and long before it did, Odette was truly beginning to realise what the next few months would be like for her... 

 I would like to thank HH for this fantastic scene, with thoroughly original backstory and a fantastic set of scenes, which took me to some new places. Never have I wanted to run away from a pair of strangers before in my life (lovely though they turned out to be!), never have I been turned into human furniture before and never have I been so joyfully humiliated in all my life by the entire scene, which ran over 3 days!

6 comments:

EmmaJane said...

Such a hot scene missy! I love the bit about you being a table - the ultimate objectification.

So glad you got what you needed, big hugs xx

Henry Higgins said...

A wonderful description of a very hot set of scenes that I will remember for a very long time!

I loved the look that crept over your face while you served us champagne on a silver tray. You wore a demure white blouse above your waist, but that only accentuated your exposure below. And you were quite unable to hide yourself as we discussed the punishments due to a girl who had sold herself to the enemy for a few trinkets and baubles.

Leia-Ann Woods said...

EJ - Oh it was excellent, and not the only one that was! It was highly charged, highly cathartic and pure escapism.

Leia-Ann Woods said...

Henry Higgins - Why thank you! I am glad to have done the scene justice. Ha! Yes, the 'ballet smile' does not always work as you noticed over the weekend! I do love clothing that enhances the exposure of my bottom and all, I find it more humiliating than being completely naked. But you knew that!

For those who do not know what the ballet smile is, I shall be explaining this in a few days time.

EnglishJeff said...

Wow. That sounds like a very intense scene; glad you enjoyed it and thank you for sharing your experience with us.

Ballet smile? Now that is intriguing.

Leia-Ann Woods said...

English Jeff - It certainly was, but so much fun! I loved every minute of it and hope HH had as much fun as I did. I am glad you enjoyed my telling of the scene!

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