Chapter 20

Nancy jumped when Helga's voice came at her violently through the door. She was glad that she had previously put the large tray of food and coffee down or it would have been a disaster. As she held her throat and reached for the door knob with the other hand she heard Helga again. "Get you sorry ass in here now, you stupid bimbo!" Helga was feeling good from the relaxed fucking from her man in their king sized bed, but she was showing her acting skills as she feigned total rage while stifling the giggles.

Nancy fumbled but managed to push the door open, pick up her tray and hurried into the room. Ed had gone to the en suite to do his business and through the open door they heard the sound of his piss hitting the water. Helga glared and her eyes followed Nancy's progress as the frazzled woman managed to set up a folding serving table and place the tray on it. Nancy turned to face Helga, not knowing if she was to just continue or wait for her husband.

"How are we supposed to eat our food dearie?" Helga sarcastically began. "Are we going to balance it while you pick food off our plates and put it in our mouths?"

Nancy did not understand at first and just gaped at her, thinking that it was a ridiculous thing to suggest. Then Helga burst out laughing; she could hold it in no longer. My God, this woman was so pathetic. She had not been told the whole story by Sally, so while she knew Helen and Carrie had some hold on her she thought that Nancy must be border-line moronic to not be able to figure a way out, or to just take a chance and say fuck you and let them do what they wanted. I mean, what could be worth going through all this, she thought. Helga had no idea how fearful Nancy was of being on her own and losing her family, her friends and neighbors. In fact Nancy hardly ever even thought about fighting it anymore. She was seemingly under attack from all sides constantly, and with her submissive nature and lack of backbone, she had fallen into a kind of brainwashing. Amateurish but effective training was turning a compliant, weak willed housewife into a sex slave and slut, at the mercy of the many predatory people around her.

Helga concluded she was not only a dumb blonde but a natural submissive with slutty tendencies. "Don't you have bed trays?"

"Err, oh yes we do Miss Helga, I just forgot."

"Well go get them so we can put our trays on them dummy," spat out Helga. Nancy soon returned, finding that Ed was back in bed with his mistress and with little further ado she had the food set up and stood back as they sipped at the hot cups of coffee.

Helga put her mug down and asked Nancy, "Nancy. my slutty girl toy; have you done much pussy licking? Hmm, have you had that hot little tongue of yours in lots of cunts all over town?"

"No, Miss Helga," Nancy replied truthfully, her face a bright red.

"But you have slurped the girlie juice out of Helen Carson, right?" persisted Helga.

"Yes, but..."

"And Carrie as well, correct?"

Nancy hesitated as her eyes flickered and leapt from Helga to her husband and back again.

"Well, we're waiting, you slutty little, cunt sucking, child molester."

"That's not fair Miss Helga, they wanted me to," she wailed.

This was what Helga was looking for. She decided to use the first slight pretext that Nancy would afford her, so that she could teach her some manners. It was risky enough what she and Sally were proposing, without taking a chance that the silly bitch would ever disobey her in any way at the office. If this worked out she would not only have the best time of her life with Ed's future ex-wife, but it was going to benefit her as well if she could barter Nancy's special services for favors that helped her career. Yes this could be a really sweet deal. Now to business.

"Shut up! Just shut the fuck up you stupid cunt."

Nancy got real quiet, real fast and Ed watched the exchange in fascination.

"Now get over here, you dumb blonde bimbo and move this food off of me; then you get me that paddle and bend over the back of that chair. Since you are wearing a thong that barely covers that hairless cock trap, you can keep them up," Helga spat out with a sneer.

Nancy thought to herself, 'Well you stupid cunt, now you have gotten yourself in a fine mess.' She moved quickly to the bed to do as Helga demanded, hoping to lessen the punishment by being compliant. She flinched as she bent low to pick up Helga's bed table, thinking the woman might actually slap her face. But she didn't. She did snag her ear lobe though and pulled Nancy close to her mean-looking mouth and said, "Hurry and get me that paddle, girlie. Your mama is going to teach you to mind your manners."

"Yes Miss Helga," Nancy replied, rushing with the table to the vanity and returning with the dreaded paddle. She held it out towards Helga for her to take. Nancy was unconsciously clenching and unclenching her ass cheeks in anticipation of a vicious paddling. She was considering why the woman hated her. She thought, 'It makes sense I guess that she would not like me since she wants my Eddie, and I stand in her way. Well maybe I do and maybe I don't. She now seems to have Ed to herself, along with anything else of mine.'

This all took place in downtrodden little Nancy's mind in a thrice, as Helga reached out and took the wrapped handle of the paddle. She smacked it against the palm of her hand as she swiveled her legs out of bed, her feet coming softly down on the carpet. She pushed Nancy ahead of her by laying the face of the paddle on her ass and she guided her by grabbing her left shoulder. They traversed the bedroom to a large grey leather chair by the window and Helga placed Nancy's hands on the far arm and bent the now-trembling woman at the waist until her butt stuck up as a delightful if unwilling target. Continuing, Helga flipped her short maid's skirt up onto her back where it lay. She tucked it back under Nancy's belt so that if she bucked or shook, her skirt would not slip down and get in the way.

Helga was all business and if Nancy would have had her ears plugged, Helga would have been humming; she had looked forward to this ever since that day when Sally showed her this woman in the men's john at the Pussy Cat, or Pink Pussy or whatever. Her left hand roamed freely over Nancy's quivering buttocks. Her paddle hand rested at her side. Suddenly as she prepared to strike, she heard muffled voices outside the door. She paused, listening with a smile to the sounds of both Carrie and Rose in a mild argument right outside the door. Nancy heard too and her eyes were bulging and she was hoping and praying the Helga would wait until they left so she would be spared at least the embarrassment of them hearing her spanking.

SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! There would be no reprieve. Helga laughed a throaty laugh and Nancy moaned and whimpered between attacks on her rump. Ed got up and left without a word. He liked the sex with Helga. He needed Helga's pussy and all the attention in between. But he only found some of the things Nancy was subjected to at all erotic. When Carrie bossed her that was hot, and of course he enjoyed it when Helga made her jump through hoops. He was not so into the physical punishment of his wife, although he himself had abused her in ways. He would have stayed if Helga had asked, but Helga was not concerned that her lover was not enjoying the sadistic beating of his wife's ass. She had another audience, just beyond the door and it was making her pussy squishy with excitement. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! It went on and on for nearly twenty minutes, until finally the fatigue Helga felt overtook the excitement. She let the raised rubber surface of the ping pong paddle rest on her bitch's ass. When Nancy became aware that the pain had stopped she began to raise her head slowly; but Helga pushed her down with the edge of the paddle against her neck. "Don't you dare move a muscle you little chicken-shit cunt!" she snarled.

Raising her face toward the bedroom door, she yelled out authoritatively, "What is going on out there in that hall? Get in here, now!

There was a short wait and then Carrie strolled into the room followed by a curious gawking Rose. Rose was excited, looking left and right, but also ashamed and not wanting to look Helga in the eye, as the sadistic woman was smiling innocently even as she distractedly spun the head of the paddle back and forth on the ass of her human victim as if she were nothing more than an inanimate object, worthy of little notice.

Carrie walked up to Helga with purposeful strides, only glancing at her mother in disdain. "Helga, Rose asked my permission to stay overnight at her friend's house and I told her that she should ask you what you think. Carrie Rose wasn't sure that was the right thing to do and we were discussing it when you overheard us. We are sorry for disturbing you."

"That's all right young ladies. You are right to come to me. Your mother has placed herself in my care, in order that I might teach her to be more mature and to learn the proper deportment of a maid, so that she might have an occupation and stop wasting her life."

"Isn't that right Nancy girl?" she asked Nancy, at the same time intertwining some of her fingers in the beaten girl's hair, raising her up to stand erect on her slut heels. Her skirt fell in place over the top part of her thong but her tits had fallen out of the bodice of her uniform and now hung there unceremoniously. Embarrassed because her nipples were hard and dark, she started to move her hands as if to push them back inside, but a slight sound of disapproval from Helga was enough to cause her arms to fall to her side immediately. Helga smiled and patted her possessively on her backside. "Nancy has a lot to learn about serving others, you see, and it is our duty as her family to teach her some manners," she concluded.

Seeing her chance to remove herself from this humiliating debacle, Rose took the opportunity afforded by the pregnant pause to vault into action. She immediately turned to her left and walked around to Helga's side of the bed, obviously avoiding eye contact with her mother. "Miss Helga, may I stay over night at Kathy's tonight?" she inquired boldly. Helga smiled and gazed at her as if encouraging her to continue with her business. "Carrie said I was to ask you if it was all right. Can I, Please?"