The Whipping Maid of House Calley - Chapter 42

Cedric, Sheila, and Judith’s lesson felt completely different from the last time.

Judith ignored Sheila for three full hours.

The way she’d acted friendly with her maid during the last homework check, even throwing her glances, was nowhere to be found. Cedric could instantly tell something had happened between the two.

Since he’d sent Rufus to keep Judith from venting her anger on the maid, there weren’t many ways left for her to torment Sheila. If she overworked her alone, it would be too obvious, so the most she could do was treat her like she didn’t exist.

Either way, Cedric’s goal was achieved. Sheila’s face showed no trace of a beating.

In the end, he had succeeded in bringing her into that room. But Sheila still seemed unable to give up.

‘She must’ve thought that if she simply finished taking all the strikes stated in the original contract, she wouldn’t have to enter that room.’

Not a chance.

Now that it had come to this, Cedric had no intention of letting her go.

Judith, irritated as well, showed a spitefulness that could make even the devil shed tears. Aside from the four or five questions that even a toddler could get right, she intentionally got everything else wrong.

Then, as if pretending to reflect before the beating even began, she primed her tear ducts.

Cedric had long known that Judith forced herself to cry during lessons. He even felt pity for the maid, who still hoped the girl would change.

“Judith. If you’re planning to cry, cut it out and leave this room. You haven’t forgotten what I said last time, have you?”

The moment Cedric told her to leave, a faint smile passed over Judith’s face. Fortunately or unfortunately, the poor maid didn’t see that smile.

When Judith left and the door shut firmly behind her, Cedric looked down at the maid with cold eyes and ordered, “We’ll continue the rest in the punishment room.”

Sheila looked up at Cedric with eyes soaked in fear.

Yet Cedric felt no sympathy toward those trembling eyes. Instead, he felt himself slowly growing aroused.

Thinking about it, both Judith and he were surely born with demonic natures. They’d inherited them from the Calley couple, whose angelic faces hid shameless selfishness.

Cedric sneered at his own viciousness, but he had no intention of changing it now.

He walked ahead. The maid stood from her seat hesitantly and followed him.

With a click, the gas lamp lit, casting a soft yellow glow over the space hidden in darkness.

Cedric strode straight to the dresser and checked the items he’d taken out earlier. These were the tools he would begin using to train her in earnest.

Without taking his eyes off them, Cedric commanded, “Get on.”

Only after speaking did he look at Sheila. The place he told her to get on was the same table as last time. The only difference was that this time he said, Get on while dressed.

Sheila went to the table without hesitation. Even though this was only the second time, her attitude was completely different from her hesitance last time.

She was a quick learner. That quality only made her more to his liking.

“Spread your pussy.”

Cedric deliberately used crude words in this room. If he had to give a reason, the first was to set the atmosphere here for smoother training. By using such language, he could make her feel the “play” had already begun, without needing to say anything else.

Second, using filthy words on a maid who looked flawlessly pure created a peculiar sense of corruption. As a bonus, he also got to see the maid’s face flush with shame from hearing such language.

Sheila, who’d managed to climb onto the table more easily thanks to being dressed, hesitated only when told to spread her legs.

Cedric immediately understood why.

The lower undergarment he naturally assumed she’d be wearing… wasn’t there.

Because of that, a faint pink patch of exposed flesh peeked out softly beneath the lifted hem of her skirt.

“Th-that’s… I thought you were going to tell me to take them off anyway….”

Aware of Cedric’s gaze, the maid gave an excuse no one had asked for.

Ha….

Her brazen behavior unexpectedly excited him.

While he’d turned his back to check the tools, Sheila had taken it upon herself to prepare in her own way.

Cedric rolled up the skirt still draped over her legs and shoved the bundled fabric into her mouth.

“Shut your mouth, Sheila. Who said I wanted to hear your excuses?”

Humiliation made the corners of Sheila’s eyes burn red. Her expression mixed confusion at the unexpected position with raw disgrace.

‘Over something this minor….’

Watching Sheila’s face twist, Cedric imagined the sight of her slipping off her underwear behind his back.

“A lewd little bitch deserves punishment, doesn’t she?”

At Cedric’s words, Sheila shook her head with the skirt still in her mouth. Tears pooled in her eyes, ready to spill. This time, her face held not only humiliation but fear.

“What exactly are you denying? You followed me in here willingly, then shamelessly took off your undergarments.”

Cedric deliberately twisted the maid’s intentions, even though she’d only removed her undergarment to be efficient during the ‘work.’

Sheila’s expression showed she felt truly wronged.

“Hold your position.”

Ignoring her protest, Cedric issued a firm command and returned to the dresser. Among the items he had laid out, he picked up two long dildos and a blindfold.

When he approached Sheila again, her face was already tense. Her regret over removing her underwear on her own and the fear of what punishment awaited her were written plainly on her face.

He wanted to shove his cock into her mouth immediately. But Cedric suppressed his impulse for the sake of a greater satisfaction and instead tied the blindfold over Sheila’s eyes.

“Um….”

With her vision covered and her mouth stuffed with the skirt, Sheila tried to say “Excuse me….” as if she had something to ask.

But Cedric wasn’t remotely interested in what she wanted to say. It would obviously be something useless like “What is this?”

Instead, what came to his mind was the image of her last time, crying out shamelessly for the world to hear.

He’d told her to make noise at first, but….

“Hhngh, ngh, haaang!”

Her cries had grown louder and louder, to the point they sounded like she was shouting to every passerby.

If anyone had heard those obscene sounds spilling from the Young Count’s room, she probably thought everything would stop there. Rumors spread fast in mansions, and the master of this house wasn’t Cedric yet but his father, Count Bernard Calley.

And on top of that, considering that a suitable marriage match was being sought for him, scandal involving the Young Count would’ve been disastrous timing.

Of course, no matter how loudly she screamed her throat raw, nothing she wanted would ever happen.

But separate from that, Cedric prepared punishment befitting a maid who dared to act on her own.

“You know you were supposed to take twenty-eight strikes today, don’t you?”

Cedric whispered into Sheila’s ear.

“Your job here today is to endure for two hours without making a single sound. Understood?”

Sheila trembled as she nodded.

Even just being blindfolded made her excessively frightened. Truly, she was a maid who satisfied Cedric in every possible way.

Smirking, Cedric picked up one of the dildos he brought and wound the spring.

Crrrk, crrrk. Each time he wound it, an unpleasant tearing noise rang out. Sheila, with her skirt stuffed in her mouth, flinched at the sound. She was clearly holding herself back from asking what it was.

Every time he wound the spring several more times, the maid’s delicate shoulders twitched.

At last, when he finished winding it and let go, the large phallus-shaped mock cock began to buzz and rattle.

Sheila still had her legs spread with the skirt in her mouth. Each time she trembled in fear, the secret valley between her pale thighs twitched.

Cedric began pressing the dildo into that soft pink flesh.

“Ughhph!”

Startled, Sheila let out a loud sound, so Cedric slapped the inside of her spread thigh with his palm.

Smack!

“Ughk!”

“I told you not to make noise. Did you already forget?”

Terrified by Cedric’s warning, Sheila sucked in a breath, trying desperately to hold back her voice. Seeing her barely managing to endure made Cedric satisfied.

Meanwhile, the dildo he’d wound continued rattling inside her sex.

“Relax. It’s just a mock cock.”

Because Sheila was too tense for the hole to open, Cedric personally explained what the object was.

“It’s called a dildo. This one moves when you wind it.”

Sheila had probably never heard of such a thing.

Phallus-shaped toys had existed since ancient times, but vibrating dildos were a recent invention, crafted in small quantities by an artisan associated with the club. Even within the club, they were sold only to a select few….

“Today, instead of my cock, I’ll put this in your pussy.”

At Cedric’s words, Sheila let out a muffled, frightened sound. She hadn’t managed to shake off her fear of the unfamiliar object.

‘For someone who cries so much and scares so easily….’

Even so, Cedric could feel that she was trying to relax the place that had tensed up tightly, just as he ordered. He didn’t rush her and instead focused on slowly pushing the object in.

Her sex, which reacted as honestly as its owner, tried diligently to swallow the object despite its fear.

Cedric watched the maid, terrified yet stuffing a large object into her lower mouth, then pushed the remaining length all the way in.

“Hhhu…!”

Sheila’s mouth hung open in a daze, and the skirt she’d been biting slipped free along with her moan. She’d drooled so much that the rolled section that had been inside her mouth was soaked through.

Smack!

Cedric lifted the skirt again and slapped the inside of her other thigh. This time the opposite leg.

“A bitch spreading her pussy like a whore can’t even hold one of these properly!”

Cedric’s slap and scolding made Sheila suck in a rough breath and clamp her lips shut. It seemed she understood well enough the order to endure without making a sound.

Meanwhile, the white thigh he had just struck bloomed with a fresh, red handprint.

Seeing skin that showed every mark the moment he hit it lifted Cedric’s mood a little. He picked up the second dildo.

This time, he grabbed the string protruding from the end, yanked it hard, then released it. The string snapped back inside, and the object began to vibrate violently.

Unlike the previous one that vibrated by winding a spring, this dildo produced vibration by pulling the string. But not all vibrations were the same.

The spring-wound dildo had stronger vibrations that lasted longer. The string-pulled one had weaker vibrations that faded quickly.

And those differences created different uses. The spring type, though it took time to wind, was good for leaving inside a woman’s sex like now, and the string type, being simple and convenient, was good to hold in the hand.

Cedric brought the vibrating object in his grasp to Sheila’s clit.

“Haaang!”

Sheila couldn’t hold back a moan.

“I told you to keep your mouth shut.”

Instead of slapping her again, Cedric lifted the blindfold away from her eyes.

Sheila, somehow still maintaining the M-shaped position with her legs spread, could now see the two vibrating devices tormenting her below.

As expected, Sheila’s eyes filled with horror when she saw the thick object lodged in her sex and another similar one in Cedric’s hand. Even so, her hips jerked from the vibrations attacking her from both sides.

“Hhngh, hhk…!”

Her tear-streaked moan made Cedric’s groin swell so much it strained against his trousers.

But stopping the training here wasn’t an option.

“A bitch who can’t understand even when beaten needs a new kind of punishment, don’t you think?”