I was on my way to work when I got a call from Jasper. He was as English as Thisley and all business. Since we hadn’t met me before he felt he needed to know a few things about me.
“Pardon me Ms. Dupree if I’m calling too early .” He should have said, Pardon me for calling, “I’ll only be minute; a few questions before your visit.” I told him there’s a file on me at the agency made by my current and previous butler Rodney so any other butler can read it to make a quick study of my you-know-what history. Rodney said, “That’s what I’ going over now.Certain things seem to stand out.”
“What things?”
“Exemptions, madam.”
“Such as?”
“Normally a woman of the household, such as yours, would require more punishment, not that we like going down that road, but it’s quite evident that you’ve been exempt more than necessary.”
“I’m a busy girl. I run a company. Thisley understands and respects my needs. I hope you will too.”
“I understand, but being busy does not exempt one from getting punished. And the manner in which you speak it further assures me that you’ve been allowed too much leeway in the matter.”
“My spanking history is on file. I think you should go over it first before you call and accuse Thisley of being remiss. It’s simple etiquette and it doesn’t interrupt my day if you do your homework first..”
“But the reports have it that you’ve been given more consideration than most clients and that Thisley has refrained from spanking you several times after your mouthing off and being inconsiderate to the staff. ‘Overly haughty’ as he puts it here. He certainly understands the pressure you’re under. But I would say that you create more pressure than needed so you can avoid getting spanked. I’m quite experienced, Ms. Dupree, and I can detect when a client is trying to take advantage of her situation and her butler, and I don’t think that’s proper. And I don’t think you think that’s proper either. And if you were spanked more often we wouldn’t have to confront the issue. I have it all here.” The son of a bitch put me on hold.
I wasn’t ready for what came next, “Sorry to keep you waiting but Miss Maltby suggests you get your vagina spanked. Something that should’ve been done a long time ago. I’ll see you this evening, Ms. Dupree.” He hung up.
I’ve had my bottom spanked, whipped, and caned, but I’ve never had my vagina spanked. The idea of a cunt spanking was fixed in my mind for the rest of the day. During lunch I could barely concentrate on my clients. My mind was filled with images of me on my back with my panties tugged up my knees, legs straight up and my hands tied to the edge of Jasper’s table, as he spanked my cunt with leather tails or what ever.
He was waiting in my vestibule when I returned home from work that evening. The cook wisely took the night off.
End of Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 144, by Carrie
Diary of a Rich Girl to be continued…
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