Chapter 3

Lady Katherine Middleton held a riding crop and was tapping it into her hand feeling the leather strap on her skin. She was standing over her sister-in-law, lady Meghan Markle, who was tied to a chair in the middle of the library. Both women were only dressed in expensive lingerie. Lady Middleton in a leather basque and black stockings. Lady Markle in a garter belt and stockings.

The door to the library was unlocked. It was slightly ajar and anyone from the household could have walked in on both women at any moment. Lady Middleton had arranged it that way, as she had a surprise arranged. A very special surprise that required Lady Markle to be partly undressed and tied to a chair.

Lady Middleton slowly circled the chair that Lady Markle was tied to.

‘I suppose you think you were being clever when you mentioned my name to those magazine reporters.’ Lady Middleton said as she continued to walk slowly around and around.

‘You are just like me, Markle. Well, not exactly like me. I am one peg higher. You are one peg lower. You should know your place.’ Lady Middleton told her.

Lady Middleton then placed the riding crop onto the bare breast of Lady Markle and teased her nipple, tapping it with the leather strap.

‘Your just a breeding bitch for this family. Nothing more, nothing less. You spread your legs when told to do so and you do your duty and know your place.’ Said Lady Middleton.

As she finished speaking Lady Middleton struck Lady Markle across both breasts with a sharp whipping action with the riding crop. Lady Markle screamed aloud. The riding crop left a red line on the skin of Lady Markle.

‘You see, that is what you get when you play your silly little games with me, you fucking little cow!’ Lady Middleton spat the words at Lady Markle.

Lady Markle realized that she was now in a terrible predicament. She had gossiped to magazine journalists about Lady Middleton and the family. The things she had said were mostly invented and not real at all. She had thought that she would make Lady Middleton look foolish and stupid to the journalist. But now tied to the chair in the library she knew that she was going to be severely punished for her mistakes.

‘I am sorry, I never meant it. It was just a few things, nothing serious... ‘ Lady Markle pleaded.

‘You will be sorry.’ Lady Middleton told her and once more using the riding crop she whipped another red line across both Lady Markle’s bare breasts.

‘You fucking little cunt. I’ll show you who is in charge of this family.’ Lady Middleton hissed.

Lady Markle then began to plead for mercy from Lady Middleton. She cried and made promises and swore she would never do anything or say anything ever again.

‘Please, I’m sorry, really sorry for what I’ve done. Please, please... ‘ Lady Markle said in a begging tone of voice.

‘It is too late for sorry.’ Lady Middleton replied.

Just then the door hinges creaked and the door slowly opened and in came a young stable lad whom Lady Markle recognized as the one who fed and looked after the horses.

‘Come in boy.’ Lady Middleton called over at him and got him to walk closer to where both women were. Lady Middleton standing over Lady Markle tied to the chair.

‘Boy take down your trousers and show me your cock.’ Lady Middleton ordered the stable boy.

He did as he was told and took down his trousers and his cock was semi-hard and long. He was hung like a donkey, with a long thick cock nearly 10 inches long. Lady Middleton knew about the stable boy and was going to have him humiliate Lady Markle by forcing her to suck the boy’s cock and for him to cum all over her face and hair. It was a fair punishment considering what Lady Markle had done in telling stories to the gossip magazines.