Giftwrapped present

Regardless of how odd the orders might seem, a noblewoman’s servants ought to follow them if they do not conflict with the law. You go over to Evellyn, tear a couple strips of cloth from the bottom of her shirt, and use these to tie her feet together, tie her hands behind her back and gag her. At this point there isn’t all that much left of her shirt, except for a section that only narrowly covers her breasts, barring a bit of underboob. You helpfully pull these leftovers up to rest above her tits so they don’t get in the way of the view.

Next you go inside the mansion, taking a bit of time to explore the lavish interior, and return with a stool from the servants’ kitchens, securely placing the maid’s tush on it, and next draping the bound and gagged Evellyn over her lap, ass up, with a little note attached to the bindings on her wrists.

You hide and time resumes: Evellyn is struck with shock and surprise, wriggling in her bindings on the housemaid’s lap in furious impotence! The maid can’t contain her shock either, struck with indecision what to do and whether to avert her eyes or try and pry off some of the bindings, until she finally discovers the little note attached like a tag, which reads:

”My dearest servant, thee may be surprised at the state of affairs which has landed me upon thy lap barebuttocked and in the ignomy of boundage. The truth it be I secretly most ardently enjoy my present circumstance, though I dare not profess it publicly, and wish to order thee to spank and paddle my prodigious behind with strenuous effort and expenditure of ****. Any resistance or words compelling thee to cease are merely part of the act, as offering meek opposition in the face of my desired spanking excites me greatly, and instead thee shall only take heed of my pleading upon utterance of the safeword ‘banana’, or until my cheeks be thoroughly reddened and I seem physically incapable of sustaining more. I order it to be done, or else I shall find a replacement who endeavours to follow my instructions. Lady Evellyn.”

The housemaid hems and haws after reading these instructions, while Evellyn continues trying to free herself, and can audibly be heard mumbling through the gag for the servant to free her. The way Evellyn’s expression freezes in surprise is a scene you’ll remember for years to come, when the maid’s hand first makes forceful contact with her buttocks, sending a ripple across Evellyn’s behind. Once she’s surmounted the shock Evellyn roars in muffled opposition, even trying to wriggle off the maid’s lap, but many more loud slaps soon follow, occasionally interrupted by the maid whispering apologies for following orders and reminding her she has a safeword.