The Blackmail

Belinda Krüger worked as a maid in an rich American family Bolton. She was doing her job well, so her employers trusted her and she had an entrance in all the rooms of the house. One day she was cleaning Mrs. Bolton's bedroom and saw that she forgot to lock her dressing table. The curious German looked in and saw her jewels.

"Ah! How beautiful!" she said and took a golden necklace. It was so beautiful, that the maid just couldn't hold herself back and tried it on. Suddenly Belinda saw a camera flash. She turned and saw her employer's seventeen year old son James with the camera in his hands.

"I saw everything!" the boy said smirking "Naughty girl! My parents hired you to clean, not to steal!"

"But I was not stealing!" Belinda tried to make and excuse "This necklace is so nice! I just wanted to see, how will I look, wearing it! I did not think anything bad!"

"Maybe!" James grinned "But I have a proof, that you hold it in your dirty hands! Who do you think will believe my parents? Their beloved son, or a foreigner, who's just a maid in their house? But don't worry! I won't tell them anything if you'll accept to take your punishment from me!"

"A punishment?" Belinda asked angrily. She was really upset to being blackmailed by this nasty boy, but could do nothing.

"Yes, a punishment" James grinned "In many TV series I saw, how noble men are punishing bad servants like you, so I want to try it myself! I will give you a birching!"

"Pfui! You would not dare!" Belinda stamped her foot.

"You may agree to take your birching and I'll forget about what I saw, or you may not, and I'll show this photo to my parents. I'm sure you'll be fired or maybe they'll even call the police!" James showed the girl his camera again.

"Ugh! You left me no choice!" Belinda hanged her head.

"Come here, naughty maid!" James came close, raised Belinda's uniform skirt and pulled down her white lace panties, uncovering a pair of fleshy milky-white buttocks "Wow! This fat German ass of yours just asks for some stripes!" he whistled. Belinda groaned in anger but said nothing. James made her stand on her knees and pulled her by her ear in the corner.

"Stay here like this, until I'll return with the birches!" he commanded and came out from the room, leaving poor Belinda weep in humiliation.

It were very long thirty minutes. Belinda was angered, scared and humiliated. She hated James for treating with her like this. She angered at herself for making such a stupidity by trying on Mrs. Bolton's necklace. And she was really scaring about what the nasty boy was planing to do to her.

Finally James came back with a large bunch of thick switches. He put them on a table and made Belinda bend over it.

"Look!" James showed her the switches "I'll break them all on your fat ass!" he took a switch and cut the air with it. This sound made Belinda trembled. She didn't say nothing just sighed very bitterly. She knew what all these switched would leave from her bottom.

James smirked and then powerfully landed the switch over Belinda's plump buttocks. The pain made the German moan and wag her bottom. James grinned and continued the switching. He stroke Belinda again and again covering her bottom with a searing stripes, which crossed and even melded when the strokes fall too close to each other. The switches he cut were pretty good. They stung poor maid's bottom without mercy and it was not so easy to break them. Belinda quickly started howling in pain, wagging her sore butt, squirming over the table top, kicking her plump legs and almost jumping from the position after the most painful strokes. When the last switch was finally broken, Belinda's bottom was blistered.

James proudly looked at his work.

"Wow! I never thought it even could be so bad!" he laughed "Now I understand why all those noble men and women in the past were disciplining lower class like this!" the boy looked around and saw all the broken switches which he just threw on the floor "What a mess!" he said "Belinda, be a good girl and clean it right now!"

Belinda bawled and sobbed in pain, carefully rubbing her tender bottom. She looked at James angrily but nodded and started pulling up her panties.

"No! Take them off now!" James shouted strictly "And don't even think to pull down your skirt! You will clean this mess barebottomed! Or do you want some more switching?"

Belinda bawled in pain and humiliation but took off her panties and stand on all fours to pick up every broken switch. She sobbed and moaned every time she was making any move which was making the pain in her switched buttocks more intensive.

It took some minutes, some very long and painful and humiliating minutes, while Belinda was crawling on her knees picking the switches with her sore dark red bottom on display, and James was staying over her and grinning, looking at poor girl's distress. Finally the mess was cleaned and James allowed Belinda to put on her panties and lower her skirt, covering her sore red bottom.

The end of the day was just awful. Belinda had so many dishes that she had no time even to try to cool her sore bottom off even a little. And she couldn't even cry or sob, because she tried her Best not to give anyone in the house any reason to guess that she's in pain.

In the evening Belinda served the meal. All the Bolton family gathered around the table. Belinda walked abound serving the food.

"Belinda, thank you very much!" James said "This meal is just perfect! You're looking so tired. Please, take a seat!" he picked at an empty chair.

Belinda looked at the boy angrily "Thank you Sir!" she said "But I still have many dishes to do!"