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Suki's New Life

Part 4

Chapter Four in which the sissy learns some very useful, if painful lessons.


I was pleased to hear Dave leave early the next morning before I got up.  Perhaps Mistress Sarah and I would have a day together on our own.


Id barely finished cleaning up after my breakfast when she appeared in the kitchen.  She looked lovely wearing a pale pink bed jacket and high heeled mules very sexy I thought.  She sat at the kitchen table and demanded some bacon and eggs.  When I served her she signalled for me to kneel at her feet.  She slipped off the mules and told me to kiss her feet.


I started gently kissing the tops and then began sucking her toes.  She didnt say anything so I continued, first one foot, then the other.  I even began to lick the soles.  This was lovely just what Id hoped for.  I couldnt help glancing upwards once or twice between her legs and I knew I was getting hard again.


Then she pulled her foot away from me and slipped it into her mule.


“Run me a bath, Suki.  And wait for me to come up.”


I almost ran up the stairs.  Was she going to allow me to bathe her?


I added plenty of bubble bath and constantly checked the temperature.  Dont get it too hot, I thought.  That could be disastrous.


The bath had been full for a few minutes as I knelt there waiting.


I heard her enter the bathroom.  “Ready?”


I turned towards her.  “Yes, Mistress.”  And then my mouth must have dropped open as she let her robe fall and walked towards me completely naked.  She rested one hand on my shoulder and stepped into the bath.  She slowly lowered herself into the water so that only her head remained visible above the bubbles.  She sighed and closed her eyes.


For several minutes there was silence.  I managed to calm myself and get my latest erection to subside.  At least she hadnt noticed.  Or so I thought.


“I dont know what to do with you sometimes, Suki.  First in the kitchen you quite blatantly stare up between my legs and now here you obviously cant stop staring at me when I step in the bath.  And both times you embarrass me with a hard on poking up the front of your dress.  Do you think that is appropriate behaviour for a maid?”


“No, Mistress, Im really sorry.  But its very difficult for me seeing you like this not to be aroused.”


“And why is that, Suki?”


“Well, because youre so beautiful and sexy, Mistress.”


If I thought this might please her I was wrong.


“How dare you speak about me in that way.  If you were a man perhaps it would be acceptable.  But youre not a man, are you?  Youre a sissy slut and youre not entitled to even think about a woman in that way.  I can see Im going to have to find a way to control youre urges.  Now, begin bathing me.”


I picked up a face cloth and began my duties by gently washing her shoulders and arms.  I suppose that was the easiest bit.  I was very careful to concentrate on the task and not think about exactly what it was I was washing.  The fact that most of her body was hidden under the bubbles helped.  And using a cloth meant my hand wasnt in direct contact with her skin.  When I moved down to her legs she lifted them out of the water so that I could use one hand to support each leg in turn.  And she pointed her toes which emphasised the elegant lines.  And I could then not avoid moving my hand between her legs.  I was now trembling and she made it a lot worse for me by placing her hand over mine.


“Mmmm.  Thats nice, Suki.  Thank you.”


I didnt know what to say.


And the worst part came when she stood up and faced the wall so that I could wash her bottom.  That was when I wanted to lean forward and kiss it and when I had my latest erection.


I didnt go down when she stepped out of the bath and allowed me to wrap her in a large towel and pat her dry.


“Still not showing any self control, my little slut, are we?”


I could only bow my head and shake it slowly.


“Well, dont worry.  Ive thought of a way to discipline you and your thing.  First you are to have a bath.  And as a treat you can use your Mistresss dirty bath water.  Isnt that kind of me?”


“Oh, yes Mistress.  Thank you very much, Mistress.”  And I was pleased and excited by her generosity.  Although I couldnt see how that could help in any way with my hard on.  Quite the opposite in fact.


“Now, in order to help with disciplining you, you will shave completely your pubic area all over including under your balls.  And you can do the crack of your arse as well.  I hate to see a sissy with a hairy arse.”


“But Mistress…..  What about when I visit….”


“I hope youre not questioning my orders, Suki.  That would upset me very much.”


“No, Mistress” I replied resignedly.


“Good.  Dont take too long.  And present yourself to me naked when youre finished.”


The next ten minutes or so were the most nerve wracking I can remember.  I was shaking just from the humiliation of having to shave myself and very nervous indeed about cutting myself.  And shaving along the crack of my arse was the worst of all.


But eventually I walked into Mistress Sarahs bedroom.  Id never felt quite this naked before.


She looked round at me.  “Over here” she said, pointing beside the stool in front of the dressing table where she was sitting.  She was dressed in a lovely red lace bra and panties and was doing her make-up.  I had to take deep breaths and not even look at her as I moved to her side.  Now was definitely not the time to disgrace myself by getting hard.  I suppose the strange feeling around my genitals helped.


“Legs apart.  Hands clasped on top of your head.”


I did as she ordered and waited.  And waited.  And waited.


She was definitely taking her time to do her make-up and all the time ignoring me completely.  She eventually got up and went over to the wardrobe and took plenty of time deciding what to wear.  A soft white top and tiny mini-skirt was her choice.  She moved back towards me and sat down across the stool directly facing me.


“Lets have a look then.”  She cupped my balls in her hand and lifted up my cock with her other hand.  She moved it from side to side and then let her fingers trace all over my cock, balls and stomach.


“You seem to have carried out that task satisfactorily, Suki.  Im pleased with you for once.  We need something to make it all look pretty though.  Next time youre out shopping you can get one of these ruffled circular hair bands, pink I think.  Or maybe two.  Then you can wear one around the base of your cock and one behind your balls.  Doesnt that sound nice?”


“Thank you, Mistress” I answered, staring straight ahead.  I didnt dare look down as seeing her and feeling her stroke me at the same time would have been to much for my self-control.  Even so, I dont know how I managed to stop myself getting hard.


“Now, I intend to show you how you will be disciplined every time you get an erection.  It wont be a punishment although I may still decide to punish you as well.  But its designed to make you aware that I do not permit unauthorised erections and for you to learn not to let it happen.”


She then picked up a tube of something and held it up for me to see.


“Do you know what this is?”


I looked and saw it was a tube of Deep Heat.  My heart sank as I realised what was coming.


“Yes, Mistress.  I do know.  And, I know how it works.”


“Excellent.  Normally I will expect you to apply it liberally whenever you get an erection.  But today, just to start you off properly, Ill do it for you.  Make sure you feel the full effect.”


She squeezed quite a big blob onto her fingers and, lifting up my prick, began rubbing it all over my balls.  She then immediately squeezed more onto the palm of her hand, grasped my prick and started wanking me.


I could feel the heat and then stinging sensation begin to spread through my balls and knew it would only be a moment or two before my cock began to suffer as well.  She lent back and then reached between my legs.  Her hand moved back and forth across my arsehole.  I could only wait.


Soon I was breathing rapidly and hopping about.


“Stand still, slut!”


The pain seemed to be all over my crotch.  I whimpered as it got worse and worse.  All I wanted to do was run to the bathroom and wash it off.  But somehow I stood my ground.  Mistress Sarah laughed quietly and moved away to put on some shoes.


Eventually she sent me away to get dressed again.  It must have been 15 to 20 minutes before I could forget the pain and was left with this dull heat on my cock and balls.  It was made worse again when I pulled on a tight thong.  I should remember to wear loose knickers in future if I have to undergo such discipline again.  And I suppose it is inevitable.


But my morning misery wasnt over yet.


I went down to the kitchen to find Mistress Sarah sitting at the table.  She smiled at me when I entered the room.


“I hope weve begun to deal with youre lack of proper self-control, Suki.  But there is still youre general behaviour.  Ive lost count of the times when youve spoken out of turn or dared to question my orders.  And I cant keep thrashing you several times a day.  Youre arse will be in a fine mess if I keep doing that.  So Ive devised something that I hope will make you consider your position and how you should behave as my slave.  Youre going to do this at least once a day, possibly more.  I call it a penance.  To punish you, yes, but also to discipline your thoughts and ideas so that you can become useful to me.  Stand in front of the sink.  Face towards me.”


She stood up and went over to where all the storage jars were lined up along one wall.  She picked up one it contained rice opened it and then emptied some of the rice onto the floor in front of me.  She used her foot to spread the rice out a bit.  I realised what was probably going to happen.  I was afraid.


“Youre going to kneel down on the rice.  Well start today and make it reasonably easy and just make you do 10 minutes but that will be increased later.  You will keep quite still all the time and keep youre hands clasped on top of your head.  Is that clear?”


What could I say except “Yes, Mistress”.


I tried lowering myself down very slowly and very carefully but as soon as I sank onto the rice it was so painful that I almost stood up straight away.  Mistress Sarah started an egg timer.  I could only pray she hadnt got the time wrong.  I think that it was one of the worst 10 minutes Ive ever spent.  The pain in my kneecaps was excruciating.  Although I did try to think about how I mustnt question Mistress Sarah and do exactly what she tells me to do.  So I suppose the penance was beginning to serve its purpose.  But how on earth was I going to be able to do it again tomorrow and the day after, and on and on.  It didnt bear thinking about and yet, somewhere inside my mind, I was thinking about it and beginning to realise how difficult life was going to be from now on.


When the bell on the timer finally went I was so relieved that I started crying.  Mistress Sarah laughed at me.  “Youd better get used to it sissy.  We cant have you in tears all the time.  I think 12 noon every day would be appropriate.  And dont think youve finished yet with the rice.”


Please let me stand up, I silently begged.  I couldnt imagine what further tortures she had in store for me.


“I hope youve been considering how you must always obey me without question.  So heres a little task for you.  Stay on your knees but you can move off the rice.”


I gratefully moved back but it took a some frantic brushing to get all the rice grains that had stuck to my knees off.


“This is totally pointless which is why Im going to enjoy watching you do this.  You will carefully count each grain of rice.  Put them in little piles of 10 grains each and then rows of a hundred.  Let me know when youve finished.”


I groaned as I bent forward to carry out this stupid task.  Or maybe I should say this simple task that Mistress Sarah has graciously allowed her slut to perform.  Was I beginning to know my place?


About an hour later Id reached a count of over 3,000 grains.  It has been difficult just picking up the grains and separating them into little piles.  And then disaster.


Mistress Sarah cam into the kitchen, walked past me and got a glass of water.  She turned round and looked down at me with a lovely smile “Nearly finished, Suki?”


“Yes, I am, Mistress, thank you.”


With that she walked right through the middle of the piles of rice grains and left the kitchen.


For a few moments I stared at the scattered grains, unable to believe that she could be so cruel.  And then I burst into tears.


Another 2 hours later I finally finished counting out over 5,000 grains.  I didnt know what to do with them but when I asked Mistress Sarah she told me to sweep them up.  “


“You can keep those grains for your future daily penances.  And well make it a weekly task, say 10 oclock every Sunday evening, for you to recount the grains.  Now go and make me a sandwich for lunch.”


Coming next:-


Chapter Five - In which the sissy becomes a slutty schoolgirl and receives her just deserts.




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