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The Summer Job

By: bluweenie



As soon as I saw the envelope I knew where it was from, the distinctive stationery with the little crest on the back. My heart pounded as I fumbled the envelope open. Too impatient to read from the beginning I scanned through the papers. I almost leapt for joy as I read the words '. . . you have been selected . . .'. I had the job!

(Strictly speaking it wasn't a job as I was paying for the privilege but you get the picture)

I looked through the rest of the papers. There were directions on how to get there and a list of instructions which are worth quoting in full here:

'You have been selected for work in Burling Manor. Your purpose here will be to obey the ladies, both staff and guests without question.

You will be naked at all times

You will address the ladies as Ma'am, Mistress or Miss as they please.

You can refuse no request

Expect to begin working the moment you arrive'

And so I found myself, a week later, on a blistering hot summer's day walking down a country lane with a photocopied map in my hand. There was a sign saying Burling Manor tradesman's entrance pointing down a little track next to a high brick wall, so I followed it until I came to a gate. I walked into what must have been a farm yard at one time but now was spruced up and spotlessly clean.

'Oi Mate!'

I looked around.

'Get your clothes off quick or you'll be for it!

There was a naked man with a sweeping brush cleaning the yard.

'Hurry up, sonny unless you want a hiding!'

He stood upright from his work and brushed his grey hair back. With a nod he pointed over to the main building. Two men were getting slapped with a riding crop as they attempted to strip. I quickly took my things off and walked over.

There could be little doubt who was in charge even if you knew nothing about the place. Her stance, legs apart and hands on hips and tone of voice said it all.

'Didn't you miserable little worms read the letter!? You have to be naked at ALL times!'

'You!'

She pointed to me with her crop.

'Report to Miss Samantha in there!'

I went in the direction she had pointed and found Miss Samantha behind a desk.

'Er . . . the lady outside told me to ..

'Letters!' She barked

She glanced over the papers.

'Leave the bag there and put this on.'

It was an arm band with a number 12 on it. 

'Get a shower and report to Miss Jane at reception through there.'

The showers were back outside and were cold. I felt conscious of my shrivelled dick and balls as I went back in. The carpet in the reception area felt good under my feet. There were plenty of peoples milling around but no-one took any particular notice of me. 

'I'm reporting for work to Miss Jane' I said to the lady behind the counter.

She looked up at me.

'Your duties for today will be to carry the ladies bags as they arrive, and during any quiet periods you can clean the reception area.

'Yes Miss'

As we were talking three ladies walked through the main doors

'You'll have the time of your lives here, girls!', came a confident voice 

Jane recognised a regular client.

'Dora, how nice to see you back!, I've put you in your usual room and the girls the two either side.' She turned to me 'Rooms 7, 8 and 9'

'Yes Miss'

The two younger women were whispering to each other nervously and giggling. I began lugging the bags upstairs. There were too many to carry in one go. By the time I had brought them all up all three of the guests were in the centre room and I could hear excited chattering and giggling still.

'Of course they'll do anything you command! Here let me demonstrate,' Dora was explaining to the younger two.

'You, number 12 come here.'

I came and stood in the doorway.

'How can I help Ma'am? I asked politely.

'I've just been explaining to Miss Tina and Suzy that men are here to serve women. Isn't that right?'

'Yes ma'am'

'And you'll do anything we say ...'

'At your service ma'am,'

'Very well. Now the girls and I have noticed how puny your cock is and we were wondering what it looked like fully extended. Show us!'

I hesitated for about a second not really sure what she was asking.

'Well come on get wanking!' commanded Dora

'Oh my God, he's really doing it!' piped in Tina

'Are you going to make him go all the way, Dora, you know, make him do that little squirty thing they do?' Said Suzy.

'No we don't want a mess on the floor'

'We could make him do it in the sink' said Suzy

'Well I suppose so,' said Dora, she pointed me in the direction of the bathroom

'Through there!'

All three stood in the doorway watching me wank. I was stiff by now and almost at the point of coming.

'I can't believe we're doing this!' Said Tina, 'It's the funniest thing I've ever seen'

I could hold no longer. To a chorus of squeals of laughter I shot my come into the sink.

(To be continued)

The Summer Job Ch. 02



The story so far . . . our hero has landed a job at Burling Manor, an exclusive spa hotel in the English countryside where naked men must serve the whims of the women guests. He has met Dora, a mature women who has brought two of her younger friends Tina and Suzy for a holiday. Part two opens on his second day of work. 

*

The reception area was quiet at that time of the morning. Most of the guests were still in the breakfast room and it was early for new arrivals. I made myself busy by cleaning the floor.

'You there, carry my bag will you?' 

The command came from a lady wrapped in a kind of brightly coloured sarong. I guessed she was naked uderneath it as her voluptuous figure was clearly silhouetted by the tightly wrapped cloth. I colud actually see the points of her nipples. At first I didn't notice the bag, then I realised she was talking about a little wicker beach bag.

'Of course ma'am, I replied,

She walked ahead of me out into the gardens. And headed over the spa. This was in a walled off area which had been a kitchen garden in the old days. The huge glasshouse converted into the pool area. Men weren't allowed in as many of the girls went about nude in there. 

She paused and looked over her shoulder at me, 

'Are you by any chance looking at my bum?' she asked. I detected a faint smile about her lips.

'Well ... er ... with your permission , ma'am'

She laughed out loud at my attempt at a discreet answer. 

'I'll do something better than give you permission', she said, 'I'll give you an order! You must look at my bum! And, what's more you must wank yourself while we walk and, if you can do it before we reach the spa entrance, you can come while looking at my bum!'

I did as I was ordered. I pumped my cock while relishing the swaying of her plump buttocks. She walked a little quicker, obviously intending to cheat me of my orgasm.

'Are you wanking as fast as you can?' she grinned over her shoulder at me.

By this time we were at the entrance, she turned round abruptly and commanded'

'Stop! Now let go and put your hands on your head.'

I stood with my stiff cock waving in the air. She took the bag from my hand.

'Now', she continued, 'I want you to run back to the hotel with your hands on you head. And, I'll be watching you to see you aren't touching yourself'

It must have been an amusing sight to anyone watching, me running with hands aloft and a stiff cock wobbling about in front of me. I was dreading going back into reception in that state however, there was something going on there which meant no-one gave me a second glance.

Now I should explain that some ladies came to Burling on their own or with girlfriends, but others brought their own men with them, most of whom couldn't wait to strip off and join us in the servants quarters. Although, occasionally there was one who hadn't quite realised what he was letting himself in for an tried to make a run for it. There wa just such a one in the reception now. He was making a heck of a row, surrounded by women telling him to know his place and get his clothes. I saw Miss Jane, behind the desk, reach down and press a buzzer. Within a few seconds a door opened behind her and a huge man walked through. He was well known around the hotel and was nicknamed Tank. He walked around the desk more or less tucked the recalcitrant hubby under his arm. He then carried him out through the sid door to the sound of much cheering and jeering from the women there, many of whom followed them out to see what happened. As it happened, Dora was in the crowd.

'Quick', she turned to me, 'Go and tell the girls there's something happening they'll enjoy'

I ran up to Tina and Suzy's rooms and knocked on the door. They were both clearly getting ready for the spa. Suzy had a towel wrapped around her and Tina was in her bikini. 

'Oh look it's tiny dick' said Tina,

'With Madam Dora's compliments ladies, there's something happening which she thinks you'll enjoy and she asked me to escort you there'

'Then lead on little dick!'

We walked back down the stairs and followed in the direction I'd seen the others go. We went through the dining room and out into a yard with some outbuildings which had obviously been stables. We followed the raucous noise coming from one of the doors. Inside, Tank was tying the final couple of knots on a wooden frame which held our, now naked, troublesome husband in an X position on a low stage facing the crowd. His work complete he left and Miss Jane took over. 

'Now ladies, you can see the problem here!' she was pulling on a pair of long gloves which went up to her elbows.

'This one needs to be taught some facts of life. The problem with this sort is they haven't realised just how puny they are!'

As she said this she picked up his dick in her fingertips and dropped it again to the great amusement of the assembled ladies.

'You see, some of them imagine that we are actually impressed with little things like this. (more laughter), just because every once in a blue moon this thing goes stiff, gives a little squirt and them lies dormant again.' 

This brought moor cheers and laughter from the crowd, especially from the guy's wife. 

'They have to be taught that they are the weaker sex and therefore subject to our will. Once they realise this simple fact they are much happier!'

At this point she noticed me.

'Look there's another one! Come here you!'

I meekly walked on to the stage. I noticed Tina and Suzy were particularly amused by this development.

'Now this one, although he has a long way to go, is relatively well trained so I'll use him as an example of how an obedient man should behave. Now, she turned to me, 'Wank for the ladies! And you' she turned to the man on the X-frame, 'watch and learn' 

I could see Tina and Suzy shaking with uncontrollable laughter as I pumped away on my cock.

'I know, let's race them!' Miss Jane undid one of hubby's hands and instructed him to follow my lead. 

The women cheered us on as if they were at a race track some shouting for me and some for the hubby. Within a minute or so I came on the floor of the stable. At that point Jane ordered the other guy to stop and I was told to clean up my spunk and get back to work. The other fellow was to be left up there all day for the girls to torment as they liked.