Chapter Eighty-Seven: Miss Kate's Lady Course (Part 2)

  Mrs. Susan arrived at Lady Ryder's estate.

  She is already over 60 years old, but she is truly an upper-class aristocrat.

  Even a few years ago, many families still sent their daughters here for ladylike education.

  Mrs. Lederman herself was tired, so she didn't continue either.

  Susan told them about her niece's problem.

  "The situation is very serious."

  Mrs. Laydman said so.

  "Moreover, simply prohibiting self-abuse is no way to cultivate a virtuous woman."

  "What should I do then?"

  "Firstly, we need to cultivate a lady, and there is only two months' time. Secondly, the equipment is just an auxiliary role."

  Mrs. Laydman said so.

  Ms. Susan nodded.

  "But first, we need to get her used to living with those devices on, get her accustomed to this kind of life and make it a habit. Two months may not be enough time, but we can make her feel that the less severe restraints are actually quite nice by using even stricter ones. At that point, even if she feels resistant to the more severe restraints, on the other hand, she will become accustomed to the ones she has worn for a long time and even feel uncomfortable without them..."

  Mrs. Laydman explained slowly and deliberately to her counterpart.

  Mrs. Susan nodded in deep agreement.

  “She has been wearing a chastity belt for several months.”

  Ms. Susan added.

  "Hmm, well, in that case, the next question is simple. If you don't have the courage, maybe I can help you..."

  "Thank you so much... Ms. Lederman..."

  A few days later, Edson and his wife finally left as well.

  Catherine's days in the UK are almost over.

  At this moment, Mrs. Susan sent her to a manor named Lady Redman's estate.

  Moreover, Mrs. Susan also stayed behind because her business was acquired by RR and now she only has the title of Countess.

  As for RR, it's Rolls-Royce.

  However, Mrs. Susan has already seen that RR is already in decline.

  The fact is that they are now only making a last-ditch effort and by 1971 they will be bankrupt.

  However, Catherine did remember this matter, or rather, she left a thought on it.

  But now she can't take care of so many things anymore, because she has already been in the manor, receiving closed-style lady education.

  Mrs. Laydman's title is just like Miss Susan's, only her seniority is older and her name is more impressive.

  "Hello, Mrs. Lederman."

  She looked very gentle, but Catherine always felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange when they first met.

  "She's a lovely girl... Alright, we don't have much time, I hope we can get along well over the next two months, Miss Edson."

  "Hmm..."

  Catherine felt somewhat guilty.

  "Alright, you go take a bath first, then change into those clothes. That will be your daily attire for the time being."

  Elsa also followed Catherine, but she looked cautious, like a child who had done something wrong. In fact, she was just feeling guilty about wearing an ultra-short skirt.

  The maids carefully washed Catherine clean on one side, then used a hair dryer to dry the lower part, and took out new equipment for Catherine.

  A neck ring, two large arm rings, and a full-coverage steel breastplate.

  From the neck ring, five chains were extended, two in front and back, then hung on this steel breastplate, and one in the front.

  On both sides of the bra are two short chains that connect to a cuff, forming a single unit.

  It seems that it can still be extended downwards. If four more chains are added, they can also be connected to the waist. However, it seems that some other things can be put on as well.

  Mrs. Laydman is watching from beside.

  "Fatty meat?"

  She seemed to mutter something and her gaze quickly shifted from Catherine's belly.

  "Huh?"

  That's impossible!

  Catherine is the type who can eat whatever she wants and never gain weight, how could she possibly have fat?

  But as soon as she said that, Catherine couldn't help but feel like there was a bulge on her normally flat stomach... no matter how she looked at it, it just didn't look right.

  The neck ring is a dark lock, and the face lock hole on the surface can't be seen either. The style is also very delicate.

  These instruments were quickly transferred to Catherine's body.

  The female servants then took out an iron corset.

  "Every night, this corset will be taken off and rehabilitation exercises will be done, so don't worry. But if you want to wear it while sleeping too, that's okay."

  Mrs. Laydman said.

  "Uh..."

  The corset and belt were also integrated into one piece, then those ballet shoes were taken over.

  "Huh?"

  "These are your shoes. I found them just right for training, and I certainly don't want to cultivate a restless 'lady'."

  These shoes have also been worn out.

  Then Mrs. Lydman brought out a tight-fitting leather dress, the skirt of which was so narrow that Catherine's feet could hardly move inside it.

  Then some messy clothes were passed over, a ribbon covered the neckline, and everything was done.

  "For today, just temporarily adapt for now, specific training will start from tomorrow."

  Then Mrs. Lederman began explaining the training she would be receiving in the future.

  Posture, dining etiquette, language norms, behavioral habits, etc.

  "Horse riding? Do I still have to learn this?"

  Catherine was somewhat perplexed; Mrs. Lyddman wanted her to learn horseback riding, but soon she understood.

  Because the horse that was led over had a side saddle on it.

  In ancient Europe, ladies had to wear long skirts, so it was stipulated that women riding horses must sit sideways to avoid exposing their legs and affecting the appearance. It is called "side riding", but it would be more appropriate to say "side sitting". At that time, the saddle used by women was called a "side saddle" or "lady's saddle", which could only be sat on sideways, without stirrups, and required stepping on something when mounting, and of course, women were not allowed to gallop when riding horses. Any unconventional behavior would affect their "dignified image".

  Although it's a side-saddle, this way, I'm also considered a Ponygirl, right?

  Catherine teased herself.

  Then Mrs. Lydman took Catherine for a turn about here and then it was evening.

  "If you don't behave properly, I'll have to put a muzzle on you, got it? What you need to pay attention to most here is ladylike etiquette..."

  Then, finally in the evening, Mrs. Lederman helped Catherine start taking off her things.

  She finally let out a sigh of relief as she took off that tight long skirt, Catherine.

  This thing is really unbearable, Catherine can't stand it at all.

  It has to be said that ancient European history is a history of women's blood and tears.

  Maybe I should stand up for myself in the future and fight for women's power and freedom?

  Of course, Mrs. Lydman's demands were already very low-key; if it had been in the past, Catherine would have been likely to be fitted with a mask without another word and then put into that almost unbreathable corset.

  Next, the iron corset and ballet shoes finally came off as well.

  Catherine felt a wave of relief again.

  As she saw her opponent's face relax, Mrs. Lederman stopped the maid.

  "Doesn't this come off?"

  Catherine touched the iron bra.

  "No, this one is always worn. Of course, when you leave, I will give you the key. If you feel it's too small, I'll exchange it for a larger size. I've prepared sizes from E to H cups for you, even if it's bigger, it can still fit."

  "Oh..."

  Looking at this thing can't take it off either.

  Then, the maid used four short lock chains to connect the corset and belt together, and that was it.

  "Elsa, I'll leave the rest to you."

  "Yes, Mrs. Lederman."

  Then there were only Catherine and Elsa left in the house.

  Catherine finally felt much relieved.

  "Take a bath first."

  There is also a small bathtub in the house for convenient bathing.

  "Uh-huh."

  Then Elsa also undressed and entered the bathroom. As for Catherine, there was no way out.

  "Aisha, can you talk about your things?"

  "In the bathroom," Catherine asked.

  To be honest, Catherine felt curious about Elsa.

  "I'm an orphan... no... I should say that my father was deprived of custody and then Mrs. Susan adopted me..."

  Elsa's tone seemed somewhat downcast.

  Catherine didn't speak because she noticed the other person hadn't finished yet.

  "My father... he... likes to hit people... so..."

  "I'm sorry, Elsa, I shouldn't have asked."

  Catherine gave her a hug, though she wasn't exactly in a position to be doing so. She knew things were absolutely not as casual as she was making them out to be.

  Otherwise, the other party will not be deprived of custody.

  But with this hug, Elsa's face turned a little red.

  A warm sweater rubbed against the other person's body.

  Catherine's hand was stuck to Elsa's body.

  "Kate... don't..."

  She whispered softly, but her tone was completely devoid of any intention to refuse...

  One hour later.

  Having changed into her nightgown, Catherine lay down on the bed while Elsa sat beside her.

  Elsa's face was flushed, and so was Catherine's. However, Catherine herself didn't get satisfaction, she could only pour all her attention on the other person, now she might still need to use a hair dryer downstairs.

  Actually, Catherine was going to go deeper, but she didn't expect her fingers to be blocked. However, even this has tormented Elsa to death. For the first time, Elsa felt an indescribable feeling in her heart after tasting such a fruit.

  "Ai'er sha, let's go to America together~"

  Catherine finally extended an invitation to the other party.

  Elsa hesitated for a moment.

  "Is this... okay?"

  She looked at Catherine.

  "Uh, as long as I've talked it over with Auntie, she'll definitely agree. She's actually very good to me. And you are your own person, you can act entirely on your own will!"

  "Really?"

  Elsa's eyes were full of longing.

  ……

  The meal is rich... but I really can't eat anymore... however this is even more 3K.