Retribution

Mistress Adira advised 2 weeks ago that maid marian would be accompanying Her to a BDSM event. my heart beat a thousand times to the minute at such a privilege and honour being bestowed upon me. my Goddess advised of some of the details for the event which started at 8.00pm and finished at 3.00am although She did not think She would be staying that late. My Gold Coast Mistress advised that maid marian would be in “slave mode” for the duration of the evening – slave mode requires permission from my Goddess before any movement or action by Her maid is allowed. my Goddess also announced with a hint of glee in Her voice that although alcohol was permitted, there would be no drinking of alcohol or soft drink for Her maid – room temperature tap water only for me. The level of anticipation and excitement had commenced as my Goddess focused Her training for the past 2 weeks to ensure that Her maid was fully prepared to perform the tasks and role Mistress required.

The training was intense and prolonged and after many hours of practice and hard toil, my Goddess was satisfied that Her maid would be ready to perform in public. This was my 1st BDSM event that i would be attending and the level of excitement and anticipation was reaching fever pitch and yet i remained calm and relaxed and eagerly looking forward to going to Retribution with my Goddess. During the final week my anticipation took a dramatic twist as i had failed to pass a surprise inspection of my unit and i was going to be punished on Saturday – Mistress Adira would advise whether this would be a public punishment or a private punishment. Not knowing whether i was going to be punished in public or in private was now causing great angst and concern. Still there was nothing that could be done – i had failed my Goddess and deserved to be punished and Mistress would punish me as She wished.

i arrived at 7.45pm at my Goddess’ premises and changed into my maid's uniform including dress, pantyhose, petticoat, posture collar and 3” heels for the evening. Just before 9.00pm my Goddess was ready and it was time to go – Mistress looked absolutely stunning and i knew it was going to be sensational evening although maid marian was about to step outside the front door of my Goddess’ premises in her maid’s uniform. Mistress Adira restated that as Her maid, she would be required to remain alongside Her at all times and to tend to Her needs for the duration of the event. On the way, my Goddess announced that She had decided that Her maid would be getting a public punishment this evening – my heart began to race as i pondered just what punishment my Goddess had in store.

W/we arrived and carrying Mistress’ drink cooler and bag with two canes and a crop, i managed to stumble and walk down the road and up the steps to the entrance of Retribution on the Gold Coast. Mistress had not been there previously so it was an exciting moment as W/we walked in and were greeted. The setting was impressive, about 30 people were present already with Mistresses, Masters and subs. It was a very warm, friendly atmosphere, not that i had much time to soak it in yet as i was immediately ordered to serve Mistress her 1st drink for the night, sparkling Mineral Water with fresh lemon, and then remained in my position for the night – standing with arms behind my back with wrists clasped.

After attending to my Goddess’ every need for about two hours Mistress announced that She was going to play with another slave and that i could relax and enjoy myself until She finished with this slave. The first thing i did was to take a seat and rest my feet that had been in heels for nearly 3 hours. The crowd had now swelled to around 60 people and the two main play areas were in constant use and the sound of groans and cries of anguish filled the air as the Mistresses and Masters played with their slaves. After about an hour my Goddess returned and said that She had finished dealing with that slave and he had just received 112 strokes and as She was fully warmed up, now it was time for my public punishment.

i followed my Goddess into the main playroom head bowed, eyes down – i did not want to look around to see how many, or if anyone, was watching. After being placed on the cross, Mistress lifted my maid’s dress and petticoat and exposed my purple knickers for the world to see – how humiliating – as my Goddess announced that my punishment was 12 strokes of the cane. i was ordered to ”stick that bottom out girl” and whack – my feet lifted a few inches of the ground as Mistress struck her cane with maximum force leaving a blazing hot streak across my bottom. Whack again, again and again – my bottom was on fire as my Goddess worked Her way down the length of my bottom till after the 8th stroke, my whole bottom was now on fire. Mistress asked “I hope you have been counting maid marian?” Of course i had been counting, there were 4 strokes to go and then Mistress seemed to apply the last 4 strokes with more force (if that was possible) until eventually the last stroke had been applied. Mistress was re-adjusting my petticoat and dress and feeling the welts that had been left by Her handiwork and whispered in my ear, “nothing like a good warm up before punishing my maid”. i then followed my Goddess back down off the stage, keeping my head down not wanting to see the looks on the faces of the people that had just witnessed my punishment. I had not only been punished, I had been humiliated and embarrassed that everybody had witnessed my punishment for not being able to keep my unit clean and tidy. However there was no time for rest or self-pity as it was straight back into preparing a drink for my Goddess, having worked up a thirst from punishing Her maid.

As the evening passed Mistress decided that She would deal with a slave together with another Mistress and i was given a front row seat to watch and enjoy the action as the slave was flogged and tormented by both Mistresses. Mistress announced it was 2.45am and it was time to leave – how could it possibly be 2.45am i thought – W/we had been there for nearly 6 hours yet it seemed like it had only been a few minutes. As W/we travelled back to Mistress’ premises, my whole body began to react as the adrenalin rush began to subside and my feet, legs, bottom, neck and shoulders all fell victim to unparalleled levels of pain and agony. i began to realize that i had just completed an evening that i will remember for the rest of my life as i had the privilege and honour for the first time of being Mistress Adira’s maid at a public BDSM event.

Your collared maid marian