I did something wrong on the very first day of my service with the lady. Seeing her in beautiful transparent clothes with a half-naked chest, I opened my mouth and dropped the keg from my hands. The roar of his fall frightened the lady so much that she screamed, and, angry at this fright, ordered me to be flogged in the stable.

The groom Evlampius, laughing, put me on the box, tied my hands under them, so that I lay hugging them, and burned me with rods on my bare bottom. Of course, it was painful for me, but it was habitual, since for various offenses my father had already flogged me more than once. When he had time to paint my bare bottom with rods, a lady entered the stable. I was ashamed that she saw

my naked bottom, striped with rods, and especially my shame exposed to view, which, as often happens during a spanking, had become excited and, like a bull’s horn, stuck out between my legs. Even though she is a lady, she is still female and I am ashamed in front of her.

Hearing her exclamation of surprise, just in case, I started sobbing. Without hesitation, the lady ordered Yevlashka to get out of the stable.

- And what about Andryushka, is the groom spanking him very painfully? - she asked, approaching me.

Howling quietly so as not to beg her for more rods, I pitifully tossed my nose, showing that the spanking was not so sweet for me.

- How mercilessly he slashed you.

Her fingers slid lightly over my bottom, like a gentle breeze. Following the pink patterns from the rods, they sank lower, tickling the hair between the outstretched legs.

- Is it bad when Andrey gets spanked? - she asked, running her fingers over my purse hanging between my legs.

- Oh, bad mother! “It’s too bad,” I answered, sobbing pitifully. - Forgive me, lady mother, I made a mistake. In the future, I'll be careful.

The lady’s hand touched my naked shame, then squeezed it forcefully. My long, foal-like penis, the horn protruding under my stomach, became hard in her fingers.

- Tell me Andryusha, you probably did your best with the girls? — she asked ingratiatingly, fiddling with his fingers. Her second hand touched my drooping sac.

- N-no, lady mother. My dad strictly ordered me not to touch the girls.

- Is this so?! I can't believe it. The girls, I suppose, hung themselves around your neck. Look, you have such a big organ, it looks like a foal’s.

- Oh, mother lady, forgive me, I’m a sinner. It happened. Not me myself. It was they who seduced, the shameless.

- Is this so? It seems to me that you are lying. How was it? Tell. Even if you lied, so be it, don’t be afraid, I won’t punish you for it. Just don't hide anything. If I feel that you are telling me a lie again, then I can order the spanking to continue. Evlampius is located nearby. So how was it?

- It’s a shame to say, dear lady.

- Well, apparently I’ll have to order Eulampius to flog you.

- I was swimming in the Mother Lady River.

- How did you swim? - She asked with keen interest, continuing to quietly finger my protruding horn.

- Well-known thing, mother lady. As usual, the guys are swimming, without anything, without a shirt or trousers, that’s it. Like being born into the world.

- Completely naked? - She asked with a breath, squeezing my horn with her fingers.

- Mother-lady without trousers. It was as if I was in a bathhouse.

- So what happened to you?

- I crawled out of the river, got terribly chilled and... wanted... for a little need. Well, I run behind a bush, and there are the yard girls - Fenka and Palashka are squatting and staring at me in surprise. And when I suddenly appeared, they saw me, and out of surprise they sat down on the grass. And they fell on their backs out of fear, their legs were lifted up, and they had nothing under their shirts.

- I know that village girls go around without pantaloons. So what happened next? — she asked as if not noticing how I was writhing on the bench.

The touch of her fingers probing my horn was completely unbearable for me.

- I covered my shame, and Broadsword beckoned me with her finger. - Look, Andryushenka says, what I have and lifted my shirt. Damn the lady - mother, it’s a shame to talk further. One shamelessness...

She squeezed my scrotum tightly.

- Oh, haven’t you forgotten about Evlampius? — she asked affectionately, and as if trying to hurt me, she moved the skin on the horn several times. I gasped involuntarily. Not from pain, but from sweetness. A little more and, God knows, I won’t be able to stand it, I’ll splash the juice.

- I saw her shame, thickly covered with black hair. Among them was a long gap that went under her thick bottom. The girl immediately covered herself.

— Show me what you have Andryusha,” she sang in a honeyed voice. Fenka, if you want, will show you too.

- Fenka, is this my maid?

- Yes, dear lady, they didn’t order the execution. I am not of my own free will. And because of the shameless girls. They buttered me up, seduced me, they were shameless—I whined pitifully.

- I told you, you won’t have to answer to me for these sins. What next? Tell me soon. Don't delay.

- I took my hands away, and the girls gasped and stared with all their eyes, oohingly, at my shame.

- Was it still sticking out like it is now? - she asked, moving my horn.

- Y-yes, m-mother. Oooh!

- Don’t sigh, it doesn’t hurt you yet.

- That’s not why I’m sighing, mother lady.

- Be patient as long as you can and tell everything. And if something happens to you now, I won’t punish you. Continue.

- Their eyes lit up and Broadsword even extended her hand to the shame. “Oh no,” I said, covering him with my hand. You can't fool me. Look how cunning you are. I’m sitting naked in front of you, and you’re wearing shirts. Before I had time to say this, Palashka pulled the shirt over her head, appearing before me in its original form.

- Oh, shameless girl! - the lady exclaimed, squeezing my horn tighter. — Is she good Andryusha?

- It’s a miracle, how good, mother lady! — I answered sincerely. — Exactly poured. Chubby, busty. And the back is very rich. And after her, following her example, Fenka also got naked. It is, of course, not as full as Palashka, but it is intercepted at the waist and the private part is not so thickly covered with hair. I removed my hands and the girls grabbed me. And I'm for them. It’s impossible to resist when naked girls are sitting in front of you, stretching out. They are for me... for him, and I am for them.

- Why did you grab them? — the lady asked, breathing excitedly, squeezing my horn.

- For... the breasts, lady mother, and for... the private parts.

-And they you?

- Yes, lady mother.

- And what happened next?

- The broadsword pulled me... by it towards itself, and onto my back... I couldn’t restrain myself. Forgive me, mother, I don’t know how it happened, the demon must have confused me, but I sinned with the girls.

- How many times have you sinned with them?

- Three ladies-mother. Twice with Palashka, and once with Fenka.

- Did you have a good time with them?

- Oh, mother, I don’t remember anything. It was like a whirlwind. I immediately became unconscious.

- How did you go to bed? The grass is probably rough?

- Cute mother. Yes, at this time, you forget about everything.

- How they carried you. “You have such a big... penis,” she said, squeezing my horn, which was yearning in her hand.

- The broadsword was fine, it was well tolerated. I even asked for it to be deeper. And Fenka, the gentler one, moaned as if in pain and scratched herself.

- But, she wasn’t in pain? Otherwise I wouldn’t have let you?

Saying this, I got so excited that my penis twitched and erupted

onto the floor and the lady’s squeezing hand, a long stream of seed. Seeing that I was in pain, she helped me by making several quick movements with her hand, as if milking me. This really helped. I emptied myself dry on the floor, making a white puddle on it.

While helping me, the lady gasped and breathed excitedly and was generally very worried.

— That’s it, Andryusha,” she said in a softened voice. — You will come to my bedchamber in the evening and continue your story. — I want to know everything. In the meantime, I will order the groom to untie you.

Once again squeezing my shame that had lost its hardness with her fingers, she left.

Entering the stable, Evlampius, grunting and muttering something inaudibly under his breath, untied me.

— You’re lucky guy,” he suddenly said quietly. - Mark my words, now you will be our lady’s bedmaid. She loves to listen to all sorts of funny stories before going to bed. And he chuckled and added, just watch, keep your mouth shut, otherwise you might lose it... along with your head. So, think about it.

As I was ordered, in the evening I appeared in the lady’s bedroom. She was reclining on top of a duvet, covered up to her chest with a thin, light blanket. She was no longer wearing her outer dress and was reclining in only her undershirt.

- I want to hear the continuation of your story. I want everything to be the same as in the stables. I won’t put you on the box, I won’t tie you up either, but take off your trousers, leave only your shirt on.

Embarrassed by her, I awkwardly took off the trousers they had dressed me in after they took me into the lady’s service and I was left in a short shirt that barely covered my privates. Much to my embarrassment, just like during the day, my horn shamelessly rose upward in a mound, lifting my shirt. The lady noticed this, but did not become angry.

- I got ready for bed and am lying without clothes, so I can’t get up. You'll have to climb onto my bed and sit next to me.

Embarrassedly hiding my eyes, I awkwardly climbed onto the wide bed, marveling at the airiness and softness of its lush bed. Everything is made with swan's down, tea. Not like our rough bedding of hay.

- Come closer. Lie down next to me. “I can’t reach you,” said the lady, seeing that I lay down on the edge.

I lay down next to the lady, very embarrassed and worried that my protruding horn could not be covered with the short hem of my shirt. Her hand immediately found this already well-known object, squeezing it tightly.

- Do you have to tell me what you did with the girls?

- Mother lady, I’m ashamed to say. We had everything that girls and boys do when they are together and want each other.

- That's not what I'm asking you about. I am interested not only in that, but also in how you committed sin with them.

- How can I show my mother if neither Palashka nor Fenka are here?

- No problem. I’m nearby and also a woman. So you can show it to me.

- How can you, mother lady?! — Unspeakably frightened by her words, I begged. - Have mercy for Christ’s sake. - How can I point this out at you if it’s just disgrace and obscenity?! — I don’t think it’s so terrible. It's interesting. It's boring here. And your story will help me relieve my boredom. You ended your story by saying that you grabbed each other. I’m interested to know how it was,” she said, continuing to hold me by the rearing horn.

Her fingers tightly gripping him, now moving over him, now squeezing him tightly, gave me courage.

- Did they grab you like that? — the lady asked with a breath, squeezing my shame. — Or stronger? Like this?

From her squeezes, my hips involuntarily heaved up.

- So mother lady, and even stronger. And higher. At the very top.

- Like this? Here? - She asked, moving her hand to the top of the horn and squeezing it.

- Oh! Yes, m-mother, yes.

- What did you do in response? How did you grab them?

- For the shame, mother.

-Where? — she asked with interest. - In what place?

- How can I show my mother if Palashka and Fenka are not around? — I asked confused.

- Imagine that I am them. Show it to me. So where did you grab them? — She repeated impatiently.

Terribly timid, I carefully pointed to the blanket, to the place where the private part should be covered under it.

- You point to the bedspread. And I ask you to show how you grabbed them. Take it off and show what you did with them.

Freezing with fear, I pulled off the blanket and saw that the nightgown the lady was wearing was so short that it didn’t even cover her privates. It was the first time I saw our lady naked, and I noticed that she was no different from an ordinary woman.

- So, what and how did you grab them? - she insisted. - Show me. Don't keep me waiting.

— I’m lost,” I thought, and deciding that I would be spanked anyway, I grabbed the lady by the private lips. But I tried to do it delicately.

- What did you do with her next? — She excitedly heaved her breasts out of her shirt and asked in an intermittent voice.

- Before them I had a mother girl. So she taught me how to manage in such cases. I felt a tubercle inside it and, well, move it...

— Why don’t you show me what kind of tubercle it is,” the lady asked in a trembling voice, frantically squeezing my horn with her hand. — I want to know this.

— Here he is, mother,” I answered, carefully sticking my finger into her wet slit. Here is the tubercle.

- What... then... happened?

- And then, mother lady, I began to move him and roll him. Like this.

- And... how long have you been doing this? Show me everything as it was... don't leave anything out.

- I moved him, I moved him. I rolled him around,” I muttered, touching the lady’s mound, whose hips began to twitch more and more and worry, “until Broadsword fell on her back and shamelessly spread her legs in front of me, so I understood what she was waiting for.

- So what was Palashka waiting for?

- Why... I covered her with myself, lady.

- And show me how it was.

- She spread her legs...

- Like this? - asked the lady, bending and spreading her snow-white legs.

- Looks like it. And I lay down on her.

- What, did you lie down? Show me.

Feeling that I had already gone too far if I touched the lady’s shame, I lay on top of her and, showing what happened next, took my horn from her hand and moving it along her shame, inserted it into the wet hole. Even though she was wet and slippery, my horn plunged into her with great difficulty, forcing its pulsating walls to move apart with its pressure. Under my stomach, the lady’s belly was trembling finely and finely, and she herself was breathing hotly, as if she was in a fever.

— What did you do next,” she asked in a fading whisper, spreading her arms to her sides.

- And then, he did what a man and a woman usually do in such cases.

And I showed her in such a way that when I returned to the sinful earth, I discovered that the pale wet lady, with her eyes closed, was lying under me, as if lifeless. And with fear it seemed to me that she was lying lifeless. I was overcome with horror. They will flog her to death if something terrible happens to her!

But, she opened her eyes and whispered: “This, of course, is very terrible. And how many times have you done this?

- Mother-lady twice with Broadsword. Yes, with Fenka once.

- Did they feel good after that?

- Broadsword, after the first time, initially gave in to Fenka, and after the second time she was so weak that she asked me to lie on her for a while to let her come to her senses. And she told me not to take it out.

- Lie on me without taking it out. So she liked what you did to her?

- I liked it, dear lady. I really liked it. She admitted that the best thing had never happened to her before me.

- Well, I agree with her. Did you like her?

- I really liked the lady-mother.

—Am I not worse than her?

- Better! — I answered sincerely. - Much better, mother - lady. It couldn't be better. She doesn’t have the same fire that you have!

— Thank you for your kind words, Andryusha,” she said unexpectedly.

- Would you like to tell me more often about what else you did?

- Oh, mother! How can I refuse an honor so great! I still have a lot to tell you about.

— Don’t be tormented, go on, tell me,” the lady said languidly, spreading her legs wide.

03/17/2003

Author's e-mail: Severin809@rambler.ru

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