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William ~ Part Four

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Charlotte relaxed, like all of us after an orgasm, a wave of relaxation washed over her body, inside and out. But it all depends on the situation does it not…you can either relax and give in, or, if the situation demands another orgasm, you are not able to resist. Almost immediately Charlotte’s pussy lips were moist, her arousal grew again as she led him just a few yards away. Her moist lips made her feel like she glided across the floor, her slippery lips making her walk effortless.

Her whole movement was different, she almost thrust her pussy against some magnificent, invisible, intricate pussy excitement device, at every step.

She positioned him, before the window. They could see people, just two levels below them.

She looked at me, flexing the riding crop she had picked up. At every bend of it, she squeezed her thighs together, pulsing sensually and erotically….

…slowly she moved over to his left.

She began to crop him, quite visciously. I was fascinated by her bottom and pussy shape in her jodhpurs. Still thrusting at every stroke, as she whacked his bottom…

The riding crop wrapped right around his bottom making him squeal like a girl, which only sufficed to urge her on!

What a wonderful sight Charlotte makes, but for my tastes, she looks better over my knee.

I still believe she had a clitoral stimulator between her legs, but never aske!

More to come…

Asa

Bratbusters! ~ Part One

If there’s somethin’ naughty in your neighborhood
Who ya gonna call?
(Bratbusters !)
If it’s somethin’ rude an’ she don’t look good
Who ya gonna call?
(Bratbusters!)
I ain’t afraid o’ no spankin!
I ain’t afraid o’ no spankin!
If you’re seein’ brats runnin’ through your head
Who can you call?
(Bratbusters!)

….I am sure you recognise the lyrics and know the tune!

BRATS BEWARE ….you should be afraid of a spanking! And if your Master or Mistress is struggling to keep you in check, watch out, because, if you are out of control, they can now bring you to see me or Miss Kenworthy.

You will be told to write down your crimes, and then punished. Your face will be protected from the camera, but your spanking will be photographed in great detail, and put on my blog.

So, Masters and Mistresses of young female brats, we are yours to use. Just contact us. Naughty girls only, but sissies are considered. Come and watch your brat punished and put in their place, like Lucy here, see models…https://www.spanking-emporium.co.uk/spanking-emporium/?page_id=22

When she first came, she had been reported by many on Twitter for being a total, unruly, rude brat.

We offer a full service here at Saint Helena High School for Wayward Girls. In the classroom or Headmaster’s Office. With a variety of implements of just hand. Come along, just you and your brat, and see her punished.

In LEVEL ONE PUNISHMENT we offer this….

A GOOD LONG HAND SPANKING, ON THE BARE!

And you will be left in corner time whilst we drink tea and eat cake with your Master, Mistress, or both.

No time wasters please, this is a service offered to people in a consensual Domme/Dom/sub relationship. Who need a serious threat to offer a naughty bottom!

Asa

LEVEL TWO – THE PLIMSOL, COMING SOON.

My Secret Wood and Gothic Ruin ~ Part Six

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Kate’s erotic naked tour of my Gothic Ruin continues. Kate ventures down a very dark passage…

“Oh Mr Jones, what do you do down here?” Asked a curious Kate.

“I keep my slave girls down there, to use at my will.”

She stared back at me…”You are joking, right?”

“Maybe, perhaps you had better go and see, I might have forgot one.”

“oooooh there’s a chair!” Said a steadily braver Kate.

“Watch the trapdoor.”

“WHAT!?!?”

“There is a pit, I think it’s closed though.”

She walked carefully by the pit, which was open, to the chair. It was gloomy, dark, and sexually scary.

“How does it feel down there?”

“This is the first time in your company I have not trusted you 100% to be honest.”

I laughed and opened the door to let light in. “Oh, really?…then let me reassure you, come on Kate, let’s get you back in the sunlight.”

She smiled. In any relationship, one has to keep an air of mystery. She is of course perfectly safe with me, and I feel honoured to be trusted by my girls.

Soon we were outside, I could see was just a little sad. “Don’t worry about not trusting me totally back there. I know it was scary, I just wanted the right expression on your face, my apologies, come on sexy! Let’s get into the sun.”

She looked fabulous in the sun, our outdoor wanderings resumed, we held hands, all was well, she was reassured and comforted. She just felt a little guilty about her doubt. But of course she was scared, I felt guilty for taking her there. We cuddled….all was well.

To be honest, I felt a bit guilty, look at her, bless her. Photographers eh? What are we like!? The mood lifted like steamy rain in hot sunshine. Soon she was back to her sexy naked self…

We went up a small set of steps, to a few trees on the border of the old courtyard. A road is just over the wall, the odd car passed by. But silence, warmth, friendship and security settled, like the butterfly we saw land on a foxglove.

Kate giggled, “I need a wee!”

We trotted to a set of steps…”There you are, will this be okay?”

“Carry on, I will stand over here and look away.” I said as I heard the tinkle of wee splashing on stone. Trust was back!….::chuckle::

She shouted over to me, as she ‘shook her lettuce’…”You could have taken photos of me having a pee, I don’t mind.”

I smiled warmly. ” Oh you look nice like that, can I take a couple now?”

“Of course! But I am empty!” She laughed.

Normality was back. I took these…

As I took this photo Kate giggled and said. “Mr Jones?”

“Yes Dear?”

“Your feet are wet, you are stood in my wee.”

“Oh marvellous! Come on!”

She giggled, and then spoke again. “Mr Jones, will you take me back in that passage, tie me up and…”

Women! Wonderful mysterious things they are!

More to come…

Asa

A Mature Female Masturbation

You will recall Carole from my earlier posts. I found this set, I think I used a couple in the story she modelled for. But the thing is, she was so excited after spanking the naughty girls that she asked if I would leave her somewhere quiet, to relax. She winked. So I knew what she obviously meant. I asked if it would be more exciting if I watched, with the girls, so with Samantha and Kate watching, up close, she masturbated. The girls really made it special by talking very naughtily of the spankings and canings so they had received from her.

I asked if I could take photos, which excited her even more, and she said yes.

So, enjoy the view…

“Ooooooooooooooh!”

And there you have it!

Asa

Samantha Bends Over the Chesterfield Settee…

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Today found Samantha in my office, such a delightful girl, but so naughty, she skipped three lessons last week, so she was on report for that. A bare bottom spanking by a wooden ruler is enough for this.

I popped her on my old leather sofa, which I tend to save for multiple/simultaneous spankings when a group of girls have been naughty. Can you see how all the bellies of individual girls going over the arm has worn the leather?

Anyway, here she is…

She was back again the next day believe it is not. My Secretery had missed a lesson off the report! Maybe I should spank her. I gave her a crisp dozen with the ruler, six for skipping the lesson and six for not telling me we had missed one. I knelt her down for these…

Well that is today’s punishments done with, time to work on my budget allocations, good afternoon, see you soon with more photographs.

Mr.Jones.

Three Very Naughty Girls and the Vaulting Horse ~ Part One

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I am sorry to say that their behaviour did not improve, I got a phone call from the Park Warden, it seems three girls in our school uniform had been causing mayhem on the boating lake, on a Friday afternoon, soon after lunch!

Having been escorted to the Queens Park Offices the warden under the view of his secretary, had searched their school bags for any sign of their names. Which were easily found on pencil cases and excercise books. But disturbingly a quarter full bottle of gin had been found, and the girls were somewhat giddy.

I collected the girls in my car and ferried them back to school. It was a quiet journey, every time I looked in my rear view mirror, all I could see were three worried faces, biting lips. It would be another rear view I would be having very soon.

I gave them the severest of reprimands and told them that each were getting nine of the best…the very best, on their bare bottoms whilst being held firmly over the vaulting horse in my office. They sobered up immediately.

I started with Charlotte. I ordered all three to bare their bottoms in readiness. Kate and Stephanie sat down on chairs at each side to hold legs and arms. I stood swishing my cane in anticipation as the sorties girl climbed up.

Probably nervousness, I don’t know, but the three of them actually smiled at each of on occasions. I was going to wipe those smiles away with rattan!

She settled into position and the other two reprobates secured their grips.

She was ready…And so I began!

I whacked her bare bottom hard and true, until she was struggling and squealing…how dare they smile in my office?! I have my reputation as ‘Thrasher Jones’ to uphold. As long as girls are writing nasty things about ‘Old Thrasher’ on the toilet cubicle walls, I know I am on top. Standards have to be maintained…even my own!

Ahhh yes! That’s more like it. I think they could hear her in the quadrangle and corridors, probably most of the classrooms too.

Listen to that my girls, and know what happens to the naughtiest of girls.

I told them to change places, Kate next.

More to come…

Thrasher Jones!

Let the Punishment Suit the Crime – 1

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I have just walked in and found Kate masturbating with the school bell, whilst left alone in detention, as you will recall, I have just stood in shock and disbelief, as an excited Kate has orgasmed before me, unable to stop, and very vociferous.

“It’s no good trying to pull your school knickers up now young lady is it? They will be coming straight down for your punishment! I know I have just made you remove it from your person, but now…pick it up again, and stand there!” I pointed to a place on the carpet.

You see, an idea had shot into my mind, and rather a good one it was too.

She went to pick up the bell and then move into the spot I pointed at.

“Right then young lady! I am giving you twelve on each cheek with the plimsol, hold the bell out in front of you, every time it rings, we start again!”

‘Awwwwww, yes Mr Jones.”

She held the bell out before her as I walked to the punishment cupboard for my size fifteen plimsol, a huge beast of a thing, with the thickest, hardest rubber sole one could buy.

“That”s not good enough! Bend your knees more, push your bottom well out for your spanking, you naughty girl!”

I began….THWACK THWACK THWACK….DING!

“Owwwwww, owwwwww, owwwwwooooh”

“We start again!”

“Ohhhhh Mr Jones, please Sir, don’t start again! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!!”

THWACK! THWAAAACK!! THWAAAAAAAACK!!!…..DING DING DING!

“Oooooh, Owwwwwwww! OOOOWWWWWWWWOOOOOWWWWOHH!”

“We start again!”

Eventually she stayed still for twenty four continuous thwacks. I knew her arms must be killing her, but all the same I made her stay there for five minutes.

Then the next class came in, giggling at her predicament.

“Right, lower your arms, keep you skirt up and knickers down. You can walk to the secretaries office, tell her what you have done, and ask her for a detailed letter of your crime and punishment, which you can take home to your parents, and bring back duly signed tomorrow!!!!”

‘Sniff….sniff….yes Mr Jones.’

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I will post a few pictures of her at home next time!

Asa

Maid Training ~ Part 12

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The following day was wood polishing day, Mistress loved the smell of a good wax polish. The luxurious sofa had wooden finials at the corners, which Kate had often thought looked like the throbbing tips of cocks with drawn back foreskins!

Now we know from past experience that Kate takes risks, but this time she really pushed the boundaries of daring! Her Mistress was baking, something she is especially good at, so quite naturally the naughty maid thought she would be alone.

It wasn’t long before she was fondling it and thinking of giving one a blow job as she fingered herself.

Soon however, she thought of a better idea…fucking it! She gave it a really good polish to make it smooth and slippery, and then decided to mount it.

Luck is rarely on Kate’s side, and just as she felt lovely and slippery, ready to slide down and fill herself, in came Mistress!

“What on earth?!?! Good Lord, you are fucking my sofa! Get off it, I don’t want your juices dribbling all over my sofa! And wipe it…polish it…quickly you dirty little girl!”

“But it never went up my bottom or pussy Miss, honest!”

“Bloody hell! You were thinking of having anal sex with it too? Polish it and then bend over the back of it, you are getting two dozen of the cane! On the bare, you dirty bitch!”

‘Awwww, yes Mistress!’

More to come!

Asa

The Visit ~ Part Ten

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I deal in antiques, and at one auction I went to for stock, had a ‘must have’ item. It was a Victorian Women’s Prison Bed, from Pimlico, London. I ended up paying £400 for it!

But in the talk, the man showed its various settings, one which was for birching. How could I resist? The thought of Victorian prostitutes, pick pockets, thieves etc bending over it to bare their bottom for a birching, appealed to me.

Kate asked about it, and wanted to try it, here she is…

Kate was very subdued, thinking of the hopeless situation of the unfortunate girls. But she just needed to feel what it was like. Straps and tawses were used in the prison, and after looking at pictures of the heavy stiff Prison Straps, we picked this one.

Of course, they would not have had the luxury of cushions, but Kate was scared of getting her pubic hair trapped.

I must say it presents a bottom well, the spaces underneath were for long leathers straps to go around waist and thighs, I think the arms were held straight out forward, probably strapped by leather and held by the matron.

Kate asked all sorts of questions, she was excited and was thrusting into the cushion quite quickly as I told her how before a punishment girls were stripped naked and hosed, often having their hair cut. Then wearing a simple shift they would go over.

I could not resist taking a photo of her bottom bobbing up and town to orgasm, which she was experiencing in this next photo, to lovely noises.

A fabulous sight, she went ever so fast at the end. Here she is post orgasm, relaxing.

She was biting the tawse as she came! Look how flushed she is! A very naughty energetic girl is our Kate…