Book 2 part 9 first day at the estate
I was pleased when Friday arrived, after the spit roasting, I needed a rest, but the day dragged on and I was board stiff. I had managed a sneaky trip to the pub, just had a quick one, when I said I was going to buy food at the supermarket, and as I had packed in work now, there was nothing else for me to do apart from watch porn on the tv. I did try and have another wank as I kept re living the previous days adventure in the park , but the sensors in the arm bands must have detected it, and I was just repeatedly jolted with sharp painful shocks, that was just so unbearable, I had no choice but to stop. So that night, I thought fuck this, I had my shower, but decided not to replace the wires and the belt and I thought I would watch some porn, and try and rub my cock slowly and at least try and have some fun. I did this for an hour, but the neck and wrist bands kept tingling, as if they were designed to detect a specific movement, so not wanting to endure any further shocks I thought I best get everything back on, in case they detected this. As soon as I got the belt back on, but plug in, and re inserted the wires the electric shocks started, and my phone started to ring. The pain was just bloody horrible, and I just pulled the wires out and thought fuck this. I answered the mobile, and the voice I heard before said “ we have detected an un authorised extend removal of your devices, please ensure you replace the plugs within 15 minutes, you will be punished accordingly” and then it hung up.
I just decided then to give in, and went to sleep.
The next day, my alarm went of at 4am, and I got ready and headed to Aunty Janes estate , remembering to request permission to leave the flat as instructed, and doing everything by the book. Just before I left, I felt the now familiar tingling around my neck and wrists, with a sharp but not as intense shock from the cock ring and but plug. I looked at my mobile, and there was a new notification, “arrival instructions. Park at the end of the main drive, walk straight to the office at the end of the sheds, enter via the green door, use the code 3876, and enter the room, remove all your cloths and put on the items of clothing that will be ready for you in the room and wait”
When I arrived, I followed the instructions, and all went to plan, I entered the code on a keypad lock at the green door, walked into the room. On the bench hung a pair of pink panties and a short pink negligee with white fluffy hem and cuffs. This excited me no end, and I was soon striped of and puling on the panties and negligee, they felt amazing, a perfect fit. I sat down and waited. I was so excited; this was going to be amazing I thought. My cock was twitching inside these lovely sweet sissy panties , and I felt so fem and girly, full of apprehension about what was to come next
About 20 minutes later , a door inside the room opened, and a guy walked in I had not seen before , he was short, stocky with a bald head and a goatee. He was with a woman, and I instantly recognised her as the lady I met at the contract signing, who I remember was called Ann, or Mistress Ann, I stood up immediately, bowed my head as they walked in.
“well, Pansy, welcome to your first day, but oh dear, you seem to think we are all idiots, we know you slipped out to the pub yesterday , despite our strict instructions, disappointing as your performance the day before was excellent. The sensors never lie, so it looks like we are going to have to start the day with your first formal punishment”. The bald guy just grunted, took hold of my hands and before I could do anything he cuffed the behind my back. Then he looked at me, put his hand between my legs and took hold of my cock and balls and squeezed them . “well, pansy, let me introduce your handler for your probation, this is Master Barry, think of him as your sergeant major, he will be whipping you into shape so to speak , getting you through your probation , or square bashing as we like to call it. So I am sure you will soon realise that Master Barry is the person you need to please.
He just looked at me “ Pansy” he said in a rough voice, “time you were punished” and he let go of my cock and marched me out the door down a corridor and outside into a paved courtyard. It was cold, and I was cold, my bare feet on the damp cold floor as he attached un clipped the cuffs, the attached them to a clasp, then pulled on a rope that extended my arms till I was stretched on my tip toes to a frame in the centre of the yard.
Without any words, he took a belt and started to whack it across my legs and naked buttocks. I screamed in pain, and my screams seemed to reverberate against the surrounding walls, this felt so cold and strange, I was scarred now as I begged for him to stop. Then Mistress Ann walked towards me, she was dressed in jeans, boots jumper and a gillet she took hold of my face with her hand “ you thought you could just go to the pub did you, I am afraid all that is behind you now, your not a man any more, you’re a sissy , our sissy, you thought you could play with that pathetic sissy prick did you, yes, we know , you will have to learn the hard way” and she slapped my face, then yanked down my panties. “again” she instructed, and with that the Master Barry, who I now realised must be Baz whacked me again over my now bare ass, hitting against the but plug that was still firmly gripped inside me. Then I noticed that there was another wire near the frame that I was attached to, and she plugged it into the pack on my belt. “this allows us to ramp up the power when we are punishing” , she said, and then the shocks started again, but twice as intense, and they tore through my ass and cock as he continued to belt my ass.
I was now hanging from the rope in pain, crying and begging then to stop, “I am sorry I am sorry, please, please” I kept saying. Mistress Ann left “I will leave you now in the capable hands of Master Barry” she said.
They left me there for about 20 minutes, and then Baz returned, released me, let me pull up my panties, disconnected the new wire from the battery pack and walked me over to another room. Inside there was a locker with my name on it. He opened the locker – “work clothes inside,” he said gruffly with a sarcastic tone , “put them on and follow me.” boots and a pair of gloves.,
That was it for the rest of the day, and the next day, and the rest of the probation. Hard labour, - I just mucked out stables, cleaned floors, toilets, cars, tractors, painted gates, repaired fences, moved large bales of hay and straw around the farm, and just laboured like a farm hand wearing boots, a pink sissy negligee, pink panties. I felt and looked ridiculous, but I guess that was the point, total humiliation. They fed me at lunch time, and it was very nice food, which was usually a very tasty meaty stew with mash and veg. I was allowed 10 minutes break every 2 hours but it was hard labour, and I just got on with it. I was determined now to prove myself. During these days, I spent a lot of time with Master Baz, he only was the only real contact I had, and he enjoyed tormenting me, and he used me wherever and whenever he felt like it. I could be in the middle of a task, and he would just grab me, bend me over whatever was near, and push his cock inside me and fuck me, cum and walk away. The first time it happened shocked me to be honest, as it was in the middle of the courtyard, and at the time, 2 of the others (people like me) were busy cleaning some farm machinery. Baz didn’t care at all, as he ordered me to stop what I was doing and marched me over to a bench in the middle of the courtyard near the frame work that I was tied to when he punished me when I arrived. I was ordered to remove my panties and bend over the bench. The bench already had cuffs and he clipped my wrists , and ankles to the cuffs and pulled them tight, as was I bent over the chemise was that short, my ass was fully on display and easy for him to access. I was expecting a beating, but he just spat on his cock and fucked me, very hard, and very quick. This then became a regular daily occurrence, and sometimes he did me twice in a day. He never spoke, just grunted, but on one occasion as he was pumping his cock in and out of me, Mistress Ann walked past and she just smiled at Baz and said “perks of the job eh baz” and he just continued as she laughed.
By the end of the probation , he must have fucked me at least 20 times, and the other pastime that he particularly enjoyed was just putting me over his knee and spanking me, sometimes for no other reason than he could. He liked to do this in his office, he would sit on his chair and just shout “over my knee pansy” and he would always stroke my bum first , maybe he liked the feel of my satin pink panties, then he would spank me hard for maybe 5 minutes, and the more a squealed, the more he seemed to enjoy it. On one occasion, he was talking to someone on the phone, and just called me over, and pointed to his groin. I learnt that whenever he did this, it meant I had to get on my knees and suck him.
Every now and then he would order me to stand still with my hands on my head, pull up my negligee and peg it up, then pull down my panties and make me stand there like that, sometimes in the middle of the yard, exposed and humiliated. Often others working in the yard would walk past me, and just ignore me as if this was just a normal occurrence.
I occasionally noticed Master Jack from the interview , and he generally nodded his head and smiled, I did see lady Helen and Aunty Jane walking to the big house on a couple of occasions, and Mistress Ann once or twice, and there was maybe 4 or 5 others in total, some I assumed were like me, one I know was a real woman, she was maybe 5ft 6, and had huge breasts that were exposed all the time. and she had her nipples pierced and clamps tied to a chain round her neck. She had a tunic on which hunger to her waist line, just over a pair of black leggings with another hole cut out exposing some of the flesh of her bum, and what looked like a large black tail that I assume was inserted as a but plug. She had long black hair. I only got sight of her a couple of times, and she did not make eye contact. I was under strict instruction not to speak unless spoken too, and I did not want to risk another punishment. There was also another person dressed like me, who I was a very well endowered young man, he was taller than me, broad shoulders, muscular wearing a similar but green satin negligee, but his was short, exposing his buttocks and his cock and balls. On one occasion whilst he walked past me as I was on display with my panties down and hands on my head, he walked right up to me, as if he was curious to look at me, and his cock looked to be at least 10 inches, and it looked like he had a permanent hard on, I could not take my eyes of it as he went past me and I am sure he looked between my legs and laughed.
One of the other common things I got used to was the sounds of other people getting punished, sometimes long howling screams, and this was gut churning and terrified me.
I am now completing the last day of the 10 day live in period, the final part of my probation. I took the opportunity to dispose of my flat and transferred my belongings before the start of the live in period feeling confident that I would be retained after the probation.
One good thing about living in, was that they no longer needed to keep me permanently plugged and they also removed the cock ring and battery pack. I always had to keep the collar and wrist bands on, but they changed them, and the collar was bigger with a ring attachment so they could restrain me easier. I had been told that today, the final day of my probation, I was to attend a medical examination and then I was to be presented to Aunty Jane who would be informing me of her final decision.
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Hope you do well sweetie
xxx 
bet you’re getting to enjoy it though
ooower Pansy 
Good job I haven’t got one or I might never be off it, hehe.
Sounds as if you’re going to be entertaining a lot Aunties ‘friends’, if not all of them at some time or other and taking their cocks Pansy. Such a lucky girl. Enjoy 
lol.
xxx Tia 
