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Those first days were very stressful for Andrea. He tried not to do anything that even bordered on the house rules. Litt

Those first days were very stressful for Andrea. He tried not to do anything that even bordered on the house rules. Little by little it was knowing everyone; to the family, of sight, to his co-workers, more in depth, if that can be said of the knowledge of a few days. On the fourth day, Gertrudis showed up in her room at 5:00 a.m. the morning, the time when Andrea woke up. He was startled when he saw her. The first thing What occurred to her was that she had fallen asleep again. But not. The woman Teutonic looking, he just wanted to corroborate the state of his pubic hair. You He lowered the panties and ran his hand over that intimate place. "In a couple of days I'll have to shave you again," he told him, and he retired. Andrea didn't respond. She felt deeply humiliated by that control, but I knew I had to accept it. He showered, got dressed, had breakfast and at 6 o'clock he was in the kitchen, where Gertrudis entrusted him with the tasks he had to perform. I alternately helped Ana, Analía and Carla. Ana and Analía were, definitely warmer. It's not that Carla was bad, but she was quieter and He always seemed distant. Ana, on the other hand, was always in a good mood, and Analía He gave him advice in a low voice. He told him, for example, that it was frowned upon For the first month, at least, he went out on his free days. Although they were all neat to work with, Carla was the most punctilious It was precisely by helping her that another misfortune occurred: They went in to tidy up Mr. Fernando's room and Carla asked him to come. moving forward with the bathroom. Andrea headed there without taking the precaution of hit the door What was his surprise when he found him there, in cloths minors, to Mr. Fernando! Horrified, she closed the door, but it was too late. Carla had seen him and told him, in a sad tone, that he should tell Gertrudis. Andrea became desperate. I knew that, at best, cases, she would be whipped, which was terrible. She begged Carla to forgive her, that would not happen again. Carla asked him to please not talk anymore. During For the rest of the morning she felt a knot in her stomach, scared and terrified. uncertainty. At lunch time Carla spoke with Gertrudis. Although not He heard what he told him, he knew it. Gertrudis looked at her and told her that after the lunch I wanted to talk to her. He could barely eat a bite, due to the anguish that felt. When lunch was over, and it was time for break, Gertrudis approached him and said: "To the basement." Andrea sighed, half relieved, because she kept her job, half anguished, for what awaited him. They went down the stairs in silence and They headed to the punishment room. Gertrudis closed the door and ordered her to undress. Andrea sobbed as she freed her graceful and delicate body. of the clothes that covered him. Given an indication with the woman's gaze, he He leaned over the easel. Gertrudis immobilized her hands and feet, tying her with the straps that hung from the legs of the easel. The position in which he was left was, by itself, and without any additional (that would come) extremely mortifying. Not just because of the discomfort physical, which was enough, but fundamentally because of the degradation that It meant for Andrea to be defenseless, with her buttocks raised, exposed, waiting for physical punishment. Furthermore, her sex was visible to Gertrudis. His soul was already tormented by that situation. "Today I will be more severe," the woman announced. "You tried evade punishment, and that is very serious," he said. Andrea's body froze upon hearing this. Even greater severity? What would it be this time? I was quickly going to find out. This time Gertrudis opened the closet but did not take out the cat. nine tails, but a thin and flexible rod, just over a meter in length. He made it vibrate in the air, producing a truly shocking hum. "Please, ma'am, it won't happen again..." Andrea pleaded. He could not finish the sentence when the first blow burned the skin of his hands. round buttocks. He still had some marks from the previous whipping, when I was already receiving the second one. The second blow that crashed after him He let out a deep, anguished scream of pain. Gertrudis knew how to hit. The spankings were spaced out. They gave him time to compose himself, just to be able to fully absorb the pain of the next spanking. Andrea's suffering was atrocious. That rod ventured into his delicate skin leaving a red mark. Each spank made her arch and release a horrible scream And after the blow, the torture of waiting for the next one, maintaining, in spite of himself, his butt upright, ready and prepared to continue being punished. The blows continued to fall, to misfortune and despair of the young woman. He wanted to run away from there, but no matter how hard he struggled, he was firmly tied up and could do nothing to avoid the terrible punishment that was receiving. At the end of her strength, and already close to fainting, the The flogging ended after 30 terrible strokes. As the previous time, Gertrudis freed her and kept the fearsome instrument while Andrea positioned herself, with the little strength she had left, his clothes. Gertrudis had to help her walk, since she could barely stand upright. foot. He took her to her room and closed the door when she entered. Andrea fell face down on the bed. At five minutes, more or less, he heard the door. It was Analía again. "Again," he said, without waiting for a response from the young woman who He sobbed silently in bed. He sat down next to her, lifted her skirt and with extreme delicacy He lowered her panties. He opened the pot of cream that he had in his pocket, and spread it Slowly and with gentle movements Andrea's sore flesh. "Poor thing, you better get used to this," he said, without stop passing that stimulating cream that partially relieved the terrible pain that felt. "Will it always be like this?" He asked, his voice breaking. Andrea. "Yes. The most that can pass is ten or fifteen days without receive a beating. But the worst of all is" he couldn't finish the sentence because the door opened unexpectedly. It was Gertrude. Analia froze. "So comforting your new partner?" he said in a more tone How threatening. Andrea didn't know what to do. "Tonight we will settle the accounts," he added. Analia, in absolute silence and quickly put the pot away and jumped out of bed, leaving quickly from the room. "Was he touching you?" the woman asked, her tone forceful. "I was getting relief he gave me some ointment" he stammered Andrea. "I asked if it was your turn," Gertrudis reaffirmed, even more stern. "Yes yes barely" she admitted, scared to death. "I'm going to ask you something and I want you to be absolutely clear and sincere, if you still want to keep this job. Did you feel any kind of pleasure when he touched you?" "Relief, ma'am," Andrea responded, not knowing what to say to not aggravate the situation. "Did it give you pleasure or not!?" replied the rude woman. "Yes," Andrea said with a thin voice, barely audible. "I was afraid of it. I will have to inform Mr. Rigoberto" he uttered, and left with a sharp knock on the door. Andrea cried disconsolately. He didn't know what would happen, but he imagined it would be worse. At the appointed time he returned to work. He moved with difficulty, since the friction of her underwear intensified the pain in her buttocks. Throughout the afternoon he was in absolute silence, accompanying Carla. That night at dinner the man almost cried. feel. The pain reached up to his waist. Although he had hardly eaten anything at midday, he had At night he ate. He could barely taste the potato cake that Ana had prepared. All kinds of ghosts were passing through his head. He was wondering what he would say butler Rigoberto, with whom he had no dealings, but he looked severe. After dinner he went to his room. At the door Rigoberto was waiting. He motioned for her to follow him. Andrea didn't say anything. Internally He shuddered but obeyed without saying a word. He took her to a room she didn't know, on the other side from the attic. It was a spacious and well-lit room. It had two doors. A, the one they entered, and the other, that he did not know where it led. It seemed like a study, because it had a large desk, a closet, two armchairs, and a table oak. Although nothing gave it away at first glance, Andrea sensed that It was another punishment room. He immediately realized that he sensed correctly. "Mrs. Gertrudis informed me of what happened today. It is really serious. I have determined that you, in addition to the specific punishment that will receive it in a timely manner, she will be in charge of applying the corrective measure to Analía. It What she did is false fellowship. If you are punished it is for your own good, so that it improves. And she has no authority to minimize the punishment, removing part of its effects. That violates natural authority. That's why it must be corrected. And so that there are no doubts about your bad behavior, it will be you. who will apply it. And he will do it with the utmost rigor. For every weak blow that do it, you will receive two, with the intensity with which they should have been given. This Sure?" he asked. Andrea had no way out. "Yes, sir," he managed to say. Just then the door opened. They were Gertrudis and Analia. The The first came proudly, with a sure step; the second did it with fear, looking at the floor. Rigoberto repeated the brief sermon. Gertrudis immediately opened the closet. Analía, with tears in her eyes, began to undress. He looked at Andrea with a pleading look. This look completely disarmed her. saw her naked, defenseless. Somehow, even though I had known her for a few days, felt like her friend. He was the one who had helped her in that immense loneliness. Gertrude He pulled out a rod, similar to the one he had used to punish her that morning, and he gave it to him. Then he stood on the other side of the table. Analía leaned over the herself, extending her arms, from where Gertrudis took her firmly, to hold it. Andrea started crying. His soul could not resist having to whip her friend. With enormous regret, and at Rigoberto's order, he stood behind her, to punish her. How terrible! Punish those who helped her, just for helping her. He felt like a monster doing that. But the Circumstances forced her. Even though he did his best, the first blow came extremely weak. It was obvious that he couldn't. Rigoberto quickly took her by the arm and made her replace her friend on the table. He himself lifted her skirt and lowered her panties. Andrea He became desperate. He couldn't resist any more spankings. Gertrudis grabbed her tightly by the arms. The terrible thing was that Rigoberto entrusted the task to Analía. "If you do not do it with sufficient rigor, both will be whipped for us, until we bleed" he warned him. That was enough. Analía's two strokes were in extremely rigorous. Andrea let out two loud screams. Although he assumed that his friend would be lenient with her, she wasn't. This, plus the promise (that I knew, would comply) of whipping both equally, made it take enough force to carry out the discharges with the severity demanded by the butler. Despite the pleas of the whipped woman, Andrea did not stop in her rhythm or intensity. He unleashed a succession of forty terrible blows, after each of whom Analía had to humiliatingly thank. Once this was concluded, the battered woman adjusted her legs as best she could. clothes and retired to his room. Andrea hoped to be able to leave as well. But Rigoberto retained. "As Gertrudis informed me, the touching gave him pleasure. And "any sexual activity is strictly prohibited here." "No! It wasn't that," Andrea wanted to argue. "Shut your mouth!" Rigoberto interrupted dryly. The girl she remained mute. He realized that nothing could change his luck, whatever it was. the same. Gertrudis, from behind her, put her hands underneath of her skirt and pulled down her panties. The girl had to lift one leg first and then the other so that the intimate garment came off completely. Then, the large woman took her by the arm and led her to the table, making her sit down and then lie face up on it. Rigoberto, meanwhile, took out a "cat o' nine tails" from the closet. Gertrude He climbed onto the table and sat on Andrea's belly, turning his back on her. face. The enormous weight of the huge woman barely let her breathe. They made him raise the legs, which were taken by Gertrudis behind the knees, separating them and holding them firmly. Andrea was desperate because her sex was completely exposed, in full view of the butler. She never He had shown himself like this in front of a man. Immediately, a buzzing sound cut through the air. and a loud crack was heard as the whip cracked on the defenseless and virgin vulva of the girl, who uttered an exasperated scream. Instinctively she wanted to close her legs, but Gretrudis's strong arms They kept them firmly separated. The second lash came immediately. Andrea fought for break free, but to no avail. A third and fourth spank in her intimate region made her howl in pain. In total he received ten terrible lashes in that very area. sensitive. Andrea's eyes were red from crying. his face It reflected extreme suffering. Gertrudis got up and finally freed her. With In desperation, Andrea brought her hand to the punished spot, but a stern look de Rigoberto told him that he should not touch himself. He dressed as best he could. I could barely walk. His hands hurt buttocks, vulva. I was in misery. Besides, he had never felt so degraded, as violated as at that moment, when she had to expose her intimacy before a strange man, whom she had only seen a couple of times in the last few days. When he got to his room he wondered if he could really endure that regime. But the idea of leaving her job mortified her even more than the spankings themselves, since he felt that he could not fail the nuns who so much they had done for her. He became convinced that so much suffering was due to his own inexperience and that, in some way, he deserved it. Without stopping sobbing, with his body broken with pain, he slept TO BE CONTINUED