Memories Of A Slave In Training: 1 Hannah's New Position

By Katie West

Once they were in the corridor she turned to Hannah and whispered. 'Opps that was a close one. It's not a good thing to anger Miss, she can make your life hell if she feels like it, and often does. Come on, the study is through here. I'm glad that I will be with you.'

'Not half as glad as I am.' Giggled Hannah nervously.

They made their way quickly to the study, pausing at the closed door while Susan knocked on it. Hearing a voice calling for them to enter, Susan twisted the handle and pushed the door open. As she entered, Hannah followed her closely, stopping beside her just inside the door.

There were three men in the room, sitting on winged armchairs. All had glasses of brandy in one hand and one was smoking a cigar. Hannah recognised the Major amongst them and waited for him to speak to them.

'Ahhhh good evening Susan and my new little helper. Susan, Geoff has expressed an interest in you tonight. I know of course that you will make sure he has a very enjoyable evening.' He said indicating one of the men.

'Of course Sir.' Susan answered, smiling first at the Major and then at the man he had called Geoff. She walked across the room and perched herself on the stool beside his feet.

'Now Hannah, come here.' He indicated the stool at his feet.

Hannah followed Susan’s lead and, smiling at the Major, she went and sat carefully on the stool at his feet.'

She felt his hand stroke her hair as everyone turned to watch Geoff and Susan. Geoff placed his brandy on the table beside him and rose from his chair. He walked towards the back of the study with Susan following him. Hannah watched in amazement as Susan started to undress. Geoff helped her untie the lacing of her dress and she shrugged it off, letting it slide down over her stunning body, before stooping to pick it up and placing it on a chair.

At the back of the study was a post of wood going from the ceiling to the floor, thick enough to have hooks placed at various heights. Susan, now clad only in stockings and high-heels went and stood beside it while Geoff went to a table just behind it and seemed to be sorting through some things. When he turned back, he had lengths of rope in his hand, and what looked like some sort of whip tucked into his belt.

Silently he indicated for Susan to hold her hands out in front of her and Hannah watched as he tied them together at the wrist. He then reached up and hooked the rope over one of the hooks on the post, dragging Susan's arms up over her head, pulling her back against the hardness of the wood.

He slipped the whip from his belt and stepped back from Susan. Bringing his arm back he lashed it forward, the leather strips of the whip landing on her body. Susan jerked slightly then settled back against the beam. Again and again Geoff brought the whip back and drove it down onto her body. Hannah watched in amazement as Susan's body started to redden, lines of darker red spreading over her bare skin.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Katie West
• Release date: Apr 13, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476017730

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Memories Of A Slave In Training.

Hannah's New Position

by

Katie West

Copyright©Katie West 2012

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Note: This story contains sexually explicit material, and is intended only for persons over the age of 18. By downloading and opening this document, you are stating that you are of legal age to access and view this work of fiction.

All of the characters involved in the sexual situations in this story are 18 years of age or older.

Hannah's New Position

As the taxi drew up Hannah wondered if she had the right address. She looked out of the window at the grand house that appeared at the end of the drive.

'Well, I guess that if someone can afford to employ staff, they must be pretty well off.' She thought as she sat back nervously in her seat as the taxi drew up in front of the imposing front door.

She leaned forward towards the driver, about to ask him how much the fare was when he turned his head back towards her and said. 'It's all taken care of Miss, it will be put on the Major's account.'

Thanking him she picked up her travel case and opening the door, she stepped out onto the perfectly raked gravel drive. Closing the door behind her she jumped slightly as she heard the taxi engine rev as it started to move away. Suddenly she was having second thoughts. Was she wise to have answered the advert in the local paper? She quickly dismissed her worries and walked up to the front door, lifting her free hand and ringing the bell.

She didn't have to wait for long before it was opened by a prim-looking woman in her 50's.

'Good afternoon. My name is Hannah and I’m here with regards to the advert.' She said.

The woman smiled and reached her hand forward to shake Hannah's.

'Very pleased to meet you. My name is Jenny and I’m the housekeeper here. Please come in, you are expected. I hope you didn't have any problems getting here.'

'Thank you. No everything was fine thanks. The taxi knew exactly where I wanted to come as soon as I had given him the address.' Hannah replied.

'Ahh yes. That was probably Jason. There aren't many taxies in the village and all of them know the Major well.'

Jenny stepped aside and Hannah moved through the doorway and into the hall.

'Please follow me.' Jenny said as she led Hannah to a room