“Mr Mason, please,” orchid's body literally shook with trepidation as she tried to figure out what was going on.

"Orchid, what I want from you is total submission. I know that deep within you that's what you want too. Your pussy drips in anticipation of submitting to me again. I can smell it." I cupped orchid's mound, slipped my finger between her lips... it came away wet. I put it to her lips.

"Taste it and tell me I'm wrong."

I gripped a handful of orchid's hair and tilted her head back, forcing her to look up into my eyes. I brushed my finger across her mouth.

"This place? This place is where you will learn how to submit... one way or another..." I pushed her forward again, around the corner and into the dining hall.

There was a hitching post with a few pony girls and boys tied up. A pair of draft ponyboys was dragging a cart filled with "feed" from the kitchen to the hitching post. Elsewhere a number of serving girls were bringing drinks to the various guests. I saw Sir Cecil, our host, talking to some his guests. I wandered over, pushing orchid before me.

"Orchid, You're to kneel down, keep your eyes averted, and don't speak unless spoken to and only if I give you permission to answer."

Cecil nodded hello to me as he continued to discourse on the pros and cons of corporal punishment as practiced in English schools.

"Ah Matt, Good to see you again." Cecil greeted me with a broad smile. "Is this your new bodyservant?" I nodded.

"Well Sir Cecil, We're here to find out if she's able to fill that position." I replied. "If orchid here works out, I intend to promote angie to be my household steward. I'd like to send her to you for advanced household training. You always turn out the very best servants."

Orchid stood there listening to me, either in dismay or amazement. I looked her in the eyes and then glanced at the floor.

"orchid, have you already forgotten your instructions? Do you need a reminder?"