I took this maid's post for the steady wages and quiet order. The countess changed everything with her first correction.
Her locket rests against her skin as she inspects my work. A single mistake sends me to the linen room or her desk. There I stand for her hands and count each stroke she gives before I return to duty. Each time she demands one more thing from me.
The household would ruin us both if they knew. I could end it with one word to the housekeeper. I have never spoken it, even when her control leaves me trembling for the next day.
Scorching Victorian sapphic discipline erotica featuring strict mistress-maid spankings and sexual servitude. For readers who crave dominant women and the maids who obey them.
