I'll come in for it. '.. what?… you want to see if it works okay?… well, tell you what, Julie, why don't you bring it out after school on your bike..
I can use it on Stacy or Sondra and we'll see how good a whip you made… we can all have a swim too, it's awfully warm today… sure… in our pool.
… okay, see you then, Julie."
Sondra and Stacy sat smiling, listening to the conversation. Victoria laughed. "All right, dar- lings, what's the funny looks for?"
"You really do want to get in that imp's panties, don't you, Victoria?" teased Stacy.
"Well… to be honest… yes… for some time now. I don't know what it is about her. You two are the youngest I've ever slept with, but you're young ladies. This tyke just does something for me. Gosh, she doesn't even have much breasts yet. I don't know what the matter with me is. Am I wrong?"
"Look, darling," said Stacy.,"These things just happen. There doesn't have to be a reason. So she's eleven… she's still girl with all the right bodily parts. I think all of us young women, sooner or later, have an urge to rob the cradle… maybe just to see what it's like, you know. Frankly I think it would be a turn-on with Julie. She hasn't been made by boy or girl yet. Two-way virgin. On the other hand, Sondra and I feel a little jealousy."
Victoria held both their hands and kissed them lightly.
"Now listen to me," said Victoria sweetly. "I love you two. I mean, really love. Almost like my husband. You're special to me. Julie has nothing to do with that. It's just an infatuation with me. I think just once with her, and I'll get it out of my system. Understand?"
Stacy and Sondra beamed in relief and happi- ness.
"We'll help you snare her," they promised.
Victoria hugged them in love.
Julie Moreland arrived on her bike at three. The muffin was the epitome of tomboyishness. She wore shorts and a tank-top, and possibly if one looked close enough it could be determined that her legs were slightly softer and curvier than boys.
But not much. Also, the two little mounds under her top could be assumed to be female breasts in their sapling stage. However, should Julie More- land be wearing jeans, and a jacket, and some kind of a cap or helmet, she could easily be mistaken for one of either sex.
The whip, which her apprentice hands had made at Martha's Boutique, was taken from its bag and shown to Victoria Palmer with pride on the front lawn.
"Well, it looks o.k., Julie. Shall we try it and see?"
"Sure, Victoria. I'll keep my fingers crossed."
"I'll let you pick the servant."
"Oh, it doesn't matter. How about Sondra? I've never seen a girl whipped, so I'll enjoy whatever girl gets it."
The four females walked around the house to the whipping post, and Sondra removed her costume and pants. Sondra's lovely nudity was nothing new to Julie, for her numerous visits to the Country . Club pool had long ago acquainted her with the delightful bodies of various servant girls. Still, she hadn't seen a nude one tied prettily to a whipping post, and it rather pleased her.
Victoria's first effort left a good mark across
Sondra's bottom. Julie was pleased.
"See… it made a real nice streak on Sondra, and it sounded nice too," she beamed.
"Yes, Julie," cautioned Victoria. "But let's wait and see."
The following dozen -strokes seemed all right, and brought the proper gasps and squeals from
Sondra.
"What do you think, Sondra?" asked Julie.
"Does it hurt enough?"
"Well… owww!… I'd say that… owwwww!
… it does… owwwww!… so far… ohh!… yes
… it's… very… oww!.. good, Julie."
Unfortunately, by the twentieth lash, the end of the whip began to unravel. Julie was crushed and close to tears in embarrassment.
"Well, Julie," sighed Victoria, "I'm afraid it just won't do. You must be sure to braid the end very tightly and use very strong glue there in addition."
"Oh, wow, Victoria. I feel terrible! My first one too. Martha counted on me. I suppose you'll have to tell her and it will be the last whip I make for her. Darn it, I get commission on ones I make too.
Be lucky to keep my job after this goof. Looks like
'spanking time' at the very least from Martha.
Darn!"
"Well, I think a girl should always have another chance, Julie. The whip wasn't that bad. It did the job on Sondra, but you'll have to do better with the end braiding next time. I'm sure you will through this experience. Maybe I shouldn't tell Martha about it, and buy it anyway. I can cut it down and make a crop out of it. Make a nice spanking item.
What do you think, Stacy?"
"Oh, it would make a lovely crop. Sondra and I will cut it down. Should hurt our bottoms nicely.
It's up to you, Victoria, but I'd give her another chance." Stacy was right on cue.
"Well, what about Julie's spanking for her mis- take?" asked Victoria, almost script-like.
"Well, there's no getting around. that," said
Stacy, appearing serious. "A girl has to be pun- ished when she goofs. Guess you'll have to tell
Martha, after all."
"No. Please, Victoria," pouted Julie. "Hey, I know! Maybe if you spanked me instead, then I'd be punished, and Martha wouldn't have to be told."
The response had been cleverly anticipated by all concerned. Julie didn't realize it, of course, but she was following the baited trap.
"Well, I don't know, Julie," said Victoria, pre- tending deep thought. "After all, you're not my daughter or my employee."
Young Julie pleaded, "Oh, please, Victoria?"
Stacy and Sondra sighed together. Julie was so young and so gullible. It had been easy, so far.
They were pleased for Victoria, and rather excited about it all.
"Very well then, Julie. But it will be a very good spanking. Can't let you off easy," said Victoria.
"Oh, I don't expect you to, Victoria. Give me a good one, please… and thanks awfully much."
The web was beautiful. The fly even asked for it!
Sondra smiled at Stacy, and Victoria went into the house for cigarettes. In truth, she merely wanted more time to enjoy thinking about her clever manipulations and what they would bring. While she was gone, the servants talked to Julie. They had prepared no course of events with Victoria before Julie arrived, but they would use their own feminine wiles to feed the bait to their adorable mistress. Girls were very clever when it came to things like this!
"Julie, can we make a suggestion?" said Stacy.
"How does Martha spank you?"
"On my underpants."
"Yes, well, Julie, that's rather juvenile, isn't it? I mean, if you're a real grown-up girl you take a spanking on the bare like Sondra and I do. Miss
Victoria thinks you're such a 'mature' girl for your age, Julie. She likes you a lot. You wouldn't want to let her think you're still just a kid."
"Gosh. Victoria thinks I'm mature? She likes me? Well, barebottom it is then. Pants don't help stop the hurt much anyway. Guess you're right.
Time I grew up. Thanks for the advice, Stacy."
Stacy smiled to herself. The girl could be played like a violin, and she even gave her thanks! The game was getting interesting.
Victoria, of course, had not instructed Stacy and
Sondra to urge such a thing. She would have been well satisfied to spank her little morsel on her pants. Thus, when she sat on the lawn bench to administer the paddling, she was surprised to see
Julie step out of both her shorts and her panties.
Surprised and aroused. She glanced quickly at
Stacy and Sondra, who winked at her in reply. Her two partners in crime were doing their job! She would reward them nicely. How she loved them for helping her!
Julie Moreland had no hair, as yet, at her sex, thus what she did have there was delightfully obvi- ous. In fact, it was almost stark. She climbed aboard Victoria's lap with a little squirm and twist. Victoria's emotions were quite tingly at the sight of the compact little bottom awaiting its punishment. She had not been intimate with so small a pair of buttocks before. Her pulse quick- ened.