Knotinghill

Episode 9: Bound Heels Crop

It had been some weeks since my exam, and I was living the life as a female. Still being trained by Erica, but what is new is that Andrea has joined in the training of me. She is my female trainer so to speak. She teaches me how to serve how to act as a woman and things like that. Even thou that I do walk in heels, there is things that makes me "clumsy" in them. So I have to wear heels that is strapped to my feet. That is not very comfy at all. I am also teached how to curtsies, that is a hell. Being wiggling in my heels as I am, I am not comfy doing curtsies at all. But I guess good things will come to those who try.

Today I am in the kitchen. Andrea is teaching me how to serve, and prep a tray with things. She is as strict as Erica (my mother) is. She has a crop that she uses on me, if I do something wrong. When I am training in the kitchen, I am wearing a short French maid uniform which barely covers my ass, and she most have practised hard to hit my ass perfectly, because she never misses it. At the moment I am trying to prep a dinner tray. Andrea is siting at the table looking hard at what I do, and I am very nervous. She has already hit my ass 3 times with that crop, and I am not going for a fourth. The plates are white, and they are filled with stand-in food (books, magazines and things that has some weight to them). I place the plates on to the tray, and measuring them so the tray can take four plates. Andrea isn't happy with my speed, so she has repeatedly told me to hurry up. Easy for her to say, since she has the crop. 
- Can't you do it faster? She says impatiently.
- I am going as fast as I can. I reply, placing the third plate on to the tray.
- The food will get cold if you keep this up. You know what Mistress Erica thinks about cold food? She says and gets up from the chair.
- Yes.. She hates it. I reply taking the fourth plate from the counter.
Andrea swats the crop over my ass, it came as a surprise to me, and I loose the grip of the plate. The plate falls to the floor, and breaks.
- See what you have done now! Andrea yells at me.
- I am sorry, ma'am. I say fast, looking down.
- I have had it with you. Into the living room with you. She yells, and swats my ass again.
I hurry into the living room. Stacy is laying on the floor bound and gagged as a ball. Erica is siting in the chair, reading her newspaper. 
- Stay. Andrea yelled at me.
I stooped. Erica and Stacy looked at me. Andrea took some pieces of ropes laying on the floor, and tied my hands behind me tightly. She then tied my elbows almost touching. 
- Ouch! I said.
- Shut up. Andrea said, and wrapped my legs at the knees and ankles.
- I see Erin has upset you Mistress Andrea. Erica said.
- Yes, she can't do anything right. Andrea said and stuffed my mouth with a cloth. She tied another to keep it inside. 
Andrea then laid me down on the floor next to Stacy, and tied a rope around my heels, and tied it to the wrist rope. I was hog-tied. She then took the crop, and strokes it across my legs. I knew even having past my first exam, there would be more pain passing the second one.