CHAPTER 1.

"How about a romantic visit to a mysterious abandoned mansion where a young princess severely punishes the disobedient servants?" asked Katinka Vereskőy.

"I do not know ... I never thought about that. This whole situation is so strange," Kevin replied.

"Forget reality! Talk about your dreams." Katinka looked at him with a beautiful, sleek, airy appearance. Her eyes were gentle, but filled with sarcasm, as if Kevin was ridiculous in her eyes, but also at the same time she liked him.

"I fear we are at an impasse. The 17-year-old boy of my imagination would certainly do as the Princess commands. Sadly, the old fogy that I actually am, cannot. I suspect you will not want to deal with me anymore and if that is the case, I understand."

Kevin looked down, ashamed at his own admission, not wanting to have to say this.

"Dear Kevin, I understand that the whole situation is too weird for you, as I warned you. Let me say just a few words about my philosophical background."

"Well, we all live in a multiple reality. The physical, emotional, and spiritual world is just a part of the wholeness. The Universe is only part of a much richer multiverse. Physical reality is just one form between the various forms of existence. Fantasy and imagination can open up the channels to different worlds.

"If you are able to cross the limits of the physical world, a much more powerful and colourful world opens up before you. I can show you how you may step into the hidden rooms of the castle of your soul."

"Dreams are nice, but we are living on Earth. I don't believe in miracles and fairy tales. They are nonsense!"

"Trust yourself, Kevin! You can do it! The doubt holds you back, but faith takes you aloft. Don't be afraid of shame and punishment. These hurt in the physical world, but are very, very exciting in the emotional world!"

A little bit later Kevin asked a friend of his whether Katinka could be trusted.

"There is no risk," he said. "Katinka is an interesting personality.  Lots of people do not like her because she is very strict, but always fair. Her interest is in strange and risky phenomenon. Nowadays she is studying at the University of Alternative Sciences. The professors say that now she is the most talented of his students. She is involved in a large-scale research work. Their hypothesis is that a strict punishment or humiliation is the first step in the spiritual rebirth of bad and lazy guys."

"And why she suggested me to a mysterious abandoned castle?"

"Her idea is that everything is connected to each other. The bad behaviours of the men come from the past. Something happened in the Very Last Time, somewhere in a Faraway Place. That is the origin of all the sins. The punishment and liberation have to happen in the present, but in the same place where the original problem was committed.

ooOoo

Dear Kevin! Are you ready to have a mental rebirthing resulting from my punishment? I am sure it will be necessary to solve all of your problems?"

"That's everything that I want," Kevin said, when he met again with Katinka.

"That's not enough! In perfection, you must accept what I ask of you. Do not hesitate for a moment! I'll take you. Follow me!"

"I will do my best, my Katinka."

"That's right. But never forget this is not a usual invitation for an easy walk. It's the greatest challenge for you in your life. You must step over the border of physical reality, and enter a magical, fabulous unreality. If you do not behave yourself, you will never come. Not because I do not like you, but because only the chosen ones can enter the mysterious abandoned mansion. Do you understand me?"

"I think I understand. I will do my best. I want to see this world you speak of and I want to please you."

"Do not forget, in the castle I'll be Katinka, Princess of Csejte, and you are my obedient servant. In that ancient building you will find your punishment and liberation. Do you accept?"

Kevin nodded his head.

"Oh, my wise and sweet teacher! I realise that my education at your hands will be harsh and tiring for me. I understand that it will also be difficult for you as my instructor and I truly appreciate that you are willing to guide me. I know the world we are entering will be strange and different. I will accept your guidance."

Katinka snapped her fingers.

Suddenly, they found themselves in an old, dilapidated, deserted mediaeval castle on top of a high mountain. The room they were in was huge. Tattered tapestries hung in shreds from the walls. Stones from the ceiling had fallen to the floor letting in the moonlight and the weather. The floor was awash with the rains of the past season. What bold knights had once defended this ancient fortress?

CHAPTER 2.

"Dear Kevin, you can't be a resident in Csejte." Katinka laughed cruelly.  "In this lonely place a Princess and the fairies make the rules. Everybody must accept it. There is no possibility of protest at all. You have to deeply feel that you're a lazy boy and only a strict but loving woman can save you."

"What can I do for you?" Kevin's voice quivered, his eyes downcast.

"You must repent! Kneel down in the corner upon the sharp gravel, facing the wall. Put your hands behind your head. Now, listen to me. Hear the noise of my footsteps. Smell my perfume’s fragrance. Say again and again that you wish to atone for your sins."

"Yes, my lovely Princess, I wish to atone for my sins."

"Recall all the bad things you have done in your life. Admit them to me, and accept the penalty. Do not forget, for even a moment, that you are a bad boy. Be grateful. Be happy because I will force you to become a better boy."

Kevin knelt in the corner on the sharp stones. At first, the pain was slight, and he could endure it. As time progressed, he found it harder and harder to remain still as his Katinka required of him. He kept his hands folded behind his head as his breath became more laboured with the effort to obey.

Finally, Katinka said: "I think we need to move along, Kevin."

"What can I do now, ma'am?" asked Kevin. It felt like he had been kneeling for an eternity.

"You know God created man without clothes and saw it was good. Now your Goddess orders you to be nude. Now is a perfect time to take off your clothes. So, naughty boy, my request is clear. In this place only I can wear my own clothes."

Kevin was forced to take off his shirt and then his pants as well.

Katinka also went to get changed and came back in a swinging, close–fitting dress with angel's wings.

"Those little pants of yours as well, boy!" She ordered Kevin.

He slid his underwear off and finally stood naked in front of Katinka. She pursed her lips, looking at him with a sneer on her face. Her eyes caught Kevin's penis. Kevin felt ashamed of himself, but he also enjoyed that the princess was looking at him. He blushed as he felt himself rising.

"Do not forget for a moment that you're a bad boy. Be grateful that I know your condition. Be happy, because I am going to ensure that you will be a better boy."

"Thank you. I appreciate your attention very much and I am happy, sweet Ma’am."

"By the way, who gave you permission to expose your penis to me?" She asked.

Kevin hurriedly thrust his hands over his crotch, attempting to hide himself. His face turned crimson and his lip quivered.

"Do not be a prude, Kevin. Do not try to hide your cock! I command you to insert it between your legs. Lean forward a bit and press your legs together hard."

Kevin did as he was ordered. He thrust his boyhood between his legs and locked it there with his legs. He then stood straight as he possibly could while knowing he now looked like a girl down there, visually castrated by his own actions. He wondered if his Goddess knew that he sometimes looked at himself like this in the mirror. He felt such great shame.

"Have you ever been in a similar situation? Have you ever been forced by a woman to undress completely naked on her instructions?"

"Yes, I was young. My mother found a video cassette with porno movies. There was no internet at the time, it was not easy to access such films.

My dad had a video player and I got some friends from a couple of XXX movies which I tried to hide.

Suddenly my mother stood behind me.

“What dirty garbage do you look," she yelled at me.

I felt that my face was red and my face was humiliating.

"Worthless little pervert kid, what the fuck is wrong with you?!" she shouted.

My mother was very angry, as you can understand. She sat on a chair and order me to strip naked in front of her.

She ordered me to show her what I did when I watched this video. I tried to act innocent like I didn't understand what she meant."

"What happened after?"

"She grabbed me by the arm and started spanking me with her hand until I admitted to masturbating myself while looking at the movie. Then, I had to show her. She watched as I played with myself and I got hard. Just as I was about to feel relief, she made me stop and held my hands away. I thrust at the air but the need subsided.

"Oh no you don't," she said.

Mom held my arm and started spanking me with her hand until I was dancing, crying and I was no longer turgid. Then she pulled me over her lap, with my ass up and my feet in the air. I tried to wiggle away from her, but she holds me firmly on her lap, leaning over you so her heavy breasts were pressed tight against my back. I can feel her hard nipples brushing against my back through the flimsy nightgown she was wearing.

She picked up her hairbrush and paddled me good and hard while I screamed and kicked.

I let out a worried groan as I realised my cock was dripping all over her bare legs. My Mum notices too and she takes a firm hold of my shaft and rubs it against the wetness on her leg.

"What the fuck is this?"

I was more ashamed than I had ever been.

When she finished, she stood me up and took me to the wall by my arm. She faced me to the wall and had me fold my hands behind my back. I couldn't stop crying for a very long time. When I could leave the corner, my mother told me that, if she ever found films like that around again, I would find out just what a bundle of switches was for.”

"It was certainly a painful experience, never forgetting that all your life. So everything will be familiar. What shall I do with you? Now, I am going to beat your bare buttocks with my hands. Don't you dare let your cock out!"

She grabbed his testicles from behind and squeezed them.

"Do you enjoy it? Do you want me to stop it? No? Put it back. Don't you dare let go again! You are small for a bad boy! Yet you show your little penis in the presence of ladies!" She laughed. "And how quick you are to shamefully hide your penis between your legs. Like a dog hides his tail between his legs."

She ran her fingers around the middle of the boy's body. She tickled him while he squeezed his cock between his legs.

"Bad boy! My little bad boy, bad, bad, impolite boy, you need me to teach you."

"AUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"On your knees now!"

She grabbed him and forced him to his knees. She called her Hungarian retriever dog, Fickó, and took off his collar and replaced it on Kevin's neck.

Kevin was ashamed and even more humiliated.

"What are you?" She demanded.

"What would you have me be?" Kevin asked in astonishment.

"A man. A whore, or my slave. My playful little doggy. You know I can do whatever I want? Whatever a woman's whim dictates. And you can’t resist me. You were a proud man, weren't you?"

"I was," Kevin replied, and she pressed him to the ground by the shoulders and held him there with her feet.

"In humility, we can help, teach, Poochie!" She pulled the boy's neck, attached to the rough– looking, studded collar. "Just like a real dog! Now, you even look different, right? Like a favourite!" She said, grabbing the leash and pulling Kevin hard by the neck. "On all Fours!"

Kevin stood on all fours and Katinka began to lead him. The boy stopped, but Katinka walked on. She stepped forward, soft, pretty, feminine. She strode and pulled on the leash. He was forced to follow her steps closely. They went to the castle’s courtyard, where no one could see. It was a summer evening. The moon was rising, the scent of flowers charged the air and everything was so romantic.

"Now, we will play a little bit."

Kevin had to bring back Katinka's sandals in his teeth as she threw them, then she threw him a bone to bring back. Katinka instructed him with small words of command. Kevin had to sit and beg like a dog. It was very humiliating and, grabbing the leash, he tried to resist.

"Bad dog! Are you disobedient?"

"Enough!" He begged.

"What are you talking about?" She grabbed him by his hair. "Stop? Do you want me to send you back to America and into the boring life you led?"

Kevin suddenly knew he did not want to go back to that life. He needed to be in this unusual situation in which he found himself. He jumped up quickly, and immediately ran for Katinka's sandals.

CHAPTER 3.

Painful experiences filled Kevin's memory. All the people who had spanked him before; one after another, their faces turned up in the stories of the past. He realised that none was as cathartic an experience as the one he was now living through.

"When I was 15 I got caught spying on my 14-year-old cousin, Betty, when she was visiting for the summer. Mom pulled me away from Betty's bedroom window and marched me into the living room. She made me strip and face the wall. Then, she called Betty in and told her to watch me and be sure I didn't go anywhere." He recalled his painful memories.

"I was so scared and embarrassed. I wanted to run but I didn't want Betty to see me. I should have run because when Mom was ready, she ordered me to turn around and face them anyway. Mom had cut 7 long switches from our willow tree and she had bundled them. I stood with my hands in front of myself and began begging her and asking for mercy.

She pulled out a straight-backed chair and had me bend all the way over the back so that my weight was on the back of the chair and my toes were almost not touching the ground. She had me put my feet on the outside of the chair legs so that I was totally exposed to both Mother and the girl.

She whipped me with the switches. After each stroke, she placed her left hand on my back to keep me in place until I quit struggling. Then, she whipped me again. Finally, I had to stand in the middle of the floor with my hands on my head."

"How do you feel now?" Asked Katinka, to change the subject of conversation.

"I can’t believe my eyes. Is it true?" Wondered Kevin. He was lying down in front of Katinka’s feet and looked at his mistress with faithful eyes.

"Be a good boy! Be my honest and obedient pet," said Katinka, while she stoked Kevin’s hair with her pretty hands.

"Now, I shall consider you. Hmm, a slave, my dog, and absolutely anything that you just thought up. My hand is on the leash, and you're on the other end, or perhaps I want a man. You are here to serve me. Now give me the proper respect. Get on all fours, put your penis back between your legs, because I know that is what you are thinking. Squeeze your legs firmly together again and kiss my feet. Now, squeeze your nipples hard too."

Kevin was now doing something that he could not have imagined before. He found himself completely under the influence of the situation. Katinka put her sandals to his mouth, making him kiss where the long leather straps crossed. Then his kisses flooded Katinka's graceful legs and slim ankles, fine, soft skin. All the time he kept his penis firmly pressed between his legs. No words could describe how wonderful he felt.

Katinka then sat down in a chair and Kevin had to lick her sandals’ soles and, finally, the long edges. Meanwhile, the girl pulled on the leash each time Kevin did not perform adequately. She viewed Kevin strictly but sympathetically.

"Is it fun to clean ma'am's shoes? Are you glad that I allowed it? Next time I'll wear boots. But if you say 'enough' or disobey, you will discover your fate! You'll be a slave, so remember it! You will be in chains and handcuffs, Kevin."

While he was on all fours, she put her feet up and pushed him to the ground. Kevin's face was in the grass, pressed close to the ground. Then she grabbed the collar and yanked his head. She pulled up the tiny fairy skirt and pressed her panties to Kevin's face.

Her underwear was clean and permeated with Katinka’s unique intimate scent. She didn’t take off her panties. A princess can’t do that for an ordinary man.

"Kiss me, Kevin, down here until I tell you 'enough'. Give me millions of passionate and fierce kisses. Move your lips, your tongue. Do it now!"

"Remember your memories. Have you ever done anything like this?" Asked Katinka.

"Yes, I did," replied Kevin.

"Tell me your first experience of this sort of thing."

"Betty would tease me for the rest of the summer. She would ask me if I wanted to see inside her pants and laugh when I blushed. She would say, "I'll show you, but then I'll tell your mommy, little boy!"

The day before she left, she called me to her room while mom was out doing errands. When I walked in, she was naked. She laughed at me as I tried to hide my eyes. She said she would ‘tell mommy’ unless I did something for her. She had me take off my pants and underwear, then kneel in front of her. She made me kiss and lick her. This wasn't punishment, this was heaven! The only thing was, she wouldn't let me touch myself. She said she knew what boys did when they were alone and that I could do that later.

She finally grabbed my head and rode my face, bucking and screaming. I was afraid the neighbours would hear."

"All right. Now switch from storytelling into activity. The time has come to kiss my top-secret body part covered with my panties."

Kevin kissed his ma’am for an hour, while she climaxed several times. Katinka held him by his hair, keeping the boy's head in her crotch, and slapped Kevin’s ass with a stick. At last, she pushed him back to the ground with her sandals, grabbed the leash and walked her dog-boy back to the castle.

"You were quite disobedient today. Therefore, we will now be master and slave. Do you think that, because I am a woman, I will not punish you?"

Kevin had to go on all fours for a whip and bring it between his teeth. Then Katinka tied the leash to the foot of the bed and started to flog Kevin. The boy flinched before the skin was even welted. His mind was consumed completely with the bite of the whip filling him with sharp, irritating pain. He begged her to pardon him but, again and again, she struck him. The whip danced on his skin and the lady smiled, seeing his agony. She came closer to him and Kevin flinched, but the leash held firm and Katinka's whip easily reached his body.

"Now, thank me for your education!" She ordered him.

"Thank you, my sweet, good ma’am. I will never forget your teaching."

"Promise me, that you will never be disobedient. That you will be my humble boy, my servant."

"Yes, my sweet, good ma’am. I will take your orders. I'm your fawning dog."

"Good. I see you know your place. And now, I am going to bed because I'm so tired. Be a good boy and spare your owner more trouble."

She took a bath and when she returned, she was wearing a transparent nightgown instead of the previous white angel dress. She seemed innocent and nice. She lay down in her bed and tied Kevin to the foot of her bed with the leash. The shackles were removed, but he felt humiliated all the same.

"Tell the end of your story. Did something memorable happen with Betty and your Mom? It will be a perfect evening tale before I sleep."

"The next morning at breakfast, she asked me: ‘What did you do alone in your room last night, Kevin?’ I felt my face go fiery hot and Mom turned to stare at me. "Does Mom need to change your sheets? If Mom does, it had better be due to an accident while you were sleeping," Mom warned.

"Actually, I was very careful to take care of my needs in the bathroom so there was no worry that mom would find anything in my sheets.

"At the airport that day, before Betty's plane left, she turned to me when Mom went to the restroom. "You know, I would never have told you," she said. She ran the backs of her fingers lightly over both of my cheeks and then she kissed me.

"I'm sure you know what that did to a boy of 15. When I am not looking at magazines, I pleasure myself thinking of that moment."

"This is the place for you. Be a good boy and take care of your Princess while she is sleeping."

"May I ask some questions, my sweet owner?" Asked Kevin.

"Only five questions. Not more!" Answered Katinka. Her voice was music for Kevin’s ears.

"Who are you? And why are you looking after me?" Asked Kevin of his lovely Princess.

"What's the difference? I live somewhere in the world. I go to college every day and in the evening, I am the Princess of Punishment and Liberation. I carry out your unspoken desires, repressed emotions. I do what deep down you've always wanted. I punish and liberate you. I will bring you true happiness. Give me back respect. You're just a toady, consider yourself a pet!" Said Katinka with a strict face, but with a sweet smile on her lips.

"Where are we now? " Kevin followed the questioning.

"Far away in Central Europe, in a village called Csejte, in Upper Hungary (Now in Slovakia), in Elizabeth Báthory’s abandoned palace."

"Really? It is unbelievable! Maybe she was the famous Bloody-countess? I am surprised that she prey solely on maidens and not also on boys."

"According to the prosecution, Erzsébet (in English: Elizabeth) Báthory killed many young girls and it even was rumoured that she bathed in their blood to stay young. But this is only a legend. Killing is maybe true, maybe not, but bathing in blood is certainly false. Blood clots quickly, so it is not suitable to take a bath. It is also possible that this was a deliberate false accusation. It is a historical fact that her uncle, Stephen Báthory, was Prince of Transylvania, and one of the most famous Kings of Poland. The Báthory family was very wealthy."

"This is very interesting. But what has all this to do with me? What is the connection between Elizabeth Báthory and me? Why did you choose this castle to visit?”

"Silly boy, Kevin! This is your sixth question. Now, even I can’t answer it. Be patient! In time you will know the answer."

"Yes, ma’am!" Accept it Kevin patiently.

The mansion's candles were extinguished. Kevin lay chained in front of the bed for a quarter of an hour. The Princess tossed and turned in bed sighing to herself. Then, when Kevin shook having almost fallen asleep, she took off his leash and the collar and threw it in a light, feminine gesture.

"All right, I do not want to keep you here all night. Do you like me?" She asked him. Her voice was naughty and nice.

Kevin nodded. She invited him into her bed and hugged him. She looked at the boy's back as well, seeing whether the whip had left a mark. It was not serious; Kevin had not really felt the blows.

"Thank you, my beautiful ma’am," he said, and he meant it. He felt that no one cared about him as much as Katinka. He felt a great sense of gratitude for her unexpected kindness.

"Now, I'm not your mistress. Now we break the curse of Elizabeth Báthory. I hope you enjoyed it!" Katinka laughed lightly and kissed Kevin’s face. Her breath was as fresh as the clean air on the snowy mountain peaks.

CHAPTER 4.

Katinka guided Kevin to a deep well in the castle, full of clear waters. All was quiet; only the crickets chirped. Everything was dark, which only highlighted that Katinka's body was surrounded by a swirling, coloured aura from which tiny golden sparks were flying everywhere. Kevin was watching Katinka with amazement. Katinka asked Kevin to investigate the well, saying that if Kevin could do this intently, in the light of the water, Kevin would see all the memories of the past, the joys and the pains of their ancestors. Kevin would understand that the Past, Present and Future are connected to each other. Nothing happens by accident, and everything has a reason. Kevin then recognized what and why things happened in his life.

Then she guided Kevin to the yard, and asked him to look up at the sky, and the bright stars, like a mirror, so Kevin would see his possible future. Kevin would be transformed into somebody’s future just at that time.

"You do not know who he or she is. It will not be a biological descendant of yours, but they will exist, and they will pursue all the issues that were left unresolved in your life," she told him.

Once Kevin looked down into the deep well and looked up at the sparkling sky, Katinka asked Kevin who came into his mind. Whose sin needed to be atoned for now? With that, Kevin would be aware of the fact which human frailties and sins derived from him.

Kevin told her that Count Thuzó, who was captured at that time, accused Elizabeth Báthory of all kinds of evil. Walled into the castle on her own, the Countess became completely psychotic. The pro-German, catholic, greedy Count Thurzó hated the protestant and wealthy Báthory family.

Count Thurzó's cruel torture forced out the false testimony of the servants and maids. When these women were in terrible pain, all confessed. They were executed with God awful painful screams.

The last words of a rich and proud Elizabeth Báthory cursed count Thurzó. Elizabeth Báthory's certainly guilty soul descended into hell, but the curse is still in orbit somewhere in the ether.

Anybody who was touched by the curse couldn't behave like an average person. There was no pain. No pain, but the consciousness of guilt. You could not understand the reasons.

"Your Mom and Betty also suffered the pain of tortured servants and maids. So, it was the reason they ridiculed, punished and humiliated you, Kevin."

Katinka awakened with a new understanding of her inner fears and knew the real reason for people not to incriminate themselves. Katinka also told Kevin she understood the problems and the deep-seated reason. She also broke the curse that was Elizabeth Báthory"s spirit and removed the chains. Now, Kevin would be getting his freedom. Physical punishment would continue to be received in the same way from Katinka, but his soul had been liberated.

Kevin felt that the happiest trip in his life was to visit the mysterious Csejte.

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