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I spend the odd few hours trawling through my thousands of photographs, most of which I have sifted through for stories and cropped. When I revert to how I took them, things like the furniture take more importance, so does light and shadow…
Thank you Molly.
Asa
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I cropped a couple of these and used them for a story, but the rest of the sequence has remained unseen for years…
Come on then my precious friends, up the stairs you go, Charlotte first, followed by Samantha. What a wonderful pair of perfect bottoms to watch sway there way along…
Lovely, don’t you think?
And spare a thought for me, the photographer. here we are in a deserted old building and I am up an aluminum ladder balancing on the stairs with a bloody great drop to one side! The things I do for my art and you, my treasured followers!
Asa
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Asa
No, I wasn’t invited.
It was splendid, it was solemn, it was magnificent, it was sad, I watched a great deal of it.
Thank you for 70 Glorious Years.
Time to move on now.
I am glad we have a Royal Family, I like the idea of them having nothing to do with politics, but instead, they fill a nice gap of dealing with charities, good people being rewarded, the Commonwealth, and being a sort of Guardian of the People, a voice for us, when we need one.
Long may it continue.
Asa
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continued…
…A ‘Sound Punishment’ film, Case Files from a Reformatory’, starring Kami Robertson. In this scene she is dressed in Victorian underwear and is required to lie down on her stomach flat on a large table, her bottom raised up with a pillow. The headmaster parts her drawers and then whips her with a martinet:
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Another piece of everyday school furniture sometimes employed is of course the high wooden laboratory stool, which presents a bottom at the ideal height for strapping or caning:
An image of Kaelah after a caning over a high stool taken from ‘Ludwig Rohrstock-Palace’s blog’. She is dressed as a very fetching schoolgirl and has clearly just been given what looks like a very sound caning… 8 or 9 strokes?! The cane welts cover her bottom fairly evenly, right down to the crease between buttocks and thighs.
In school gymnasiums there would have been padded vaulting horses of various types, again more than ideal for a pupil to be bent across to receive the gym shoe, strap or cane.
Pandora Blake ‘displaying’ beautifully over a gym horse from her ‘Dreams of Spanking’ website:
Note:
Asa tells me that at his school, the Headmaster used these for caning on the stage when needed, can you see the sloping end? Well, the unfortunate boy or girl would lean at that end holding a handle at the top, a pommel horse. The two legs had straps and buckles for holding the legs!!
Two sorts of gym horse are visible in the photograph below:
In these images from an ‘Institute of Discipline’ film, a well-endowed girl is bent across a low gym horse in a gymnasium. You can imagine the echo of the cane swishing and thwacking down across her sumptuous cheeks in such a large, cavernous space!
More to come…
Robyn
It was late one summer evening when I took this, the sky was quite magnificent. But I witnessed something even more exquisite, the kiss of the tip of a tawse, on the cheeks of a really naughty girl when delivered on her bare bottom, during a ‘no mercy given’ over-the-knee spanking.
Miss Iceni gave Lucy a real walloping with this supple taswe. She had a way of easily angering her Mistress, and Miss Iceni loves nothing better than putting a naughty girl in her place and giving her a jolly good bare bottom spanking.
This is the previous whack! The tawse had just landed full across Lucy’s cheeks, making her yell….
So fast, so furious, yet I managed to get it….
But then, using all her skill in the use of the supple leather tawse, Miss Icenei brought her hand down again, really fast, and just before impact, she flicked her wrist.
Just look at the whip she gets, the end of the tawse cracks like a bull whip, right across the split of Lucy’s bare bottom. Such a CRACK!!!
The squeal that Lucy let out said everything, how she kicked and cried! She must have thought she had been stung or shot….it shocked even her!
Well done Miss Iceni, anybody who knows Lucy knows what an absolute brat she can be, she deserves everything she gets! She knows it, and loves it! I have had her over my knee numerous times and the struggle is amazing, the strength of the girl is awesome, I had to wrap my leg around her as I walloped her with a hairbrush. God she gets you soooo angry with her bad, loud, behavior!!
But Miss Iceni is very strong indeed and delivered a magnificent spanking.
Oooooh there is nothing better than seeing a true brat getting it, squealing the place down and begging for it to stop!….no chance! Not with Lucy, the more she begs the faster and harder you give it…she deserves it, totally!!!
Here is a close up of the ‘lick of the tawse’…
CRAAAAAAAACK!!!!!! “YEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWOOOOHH!”
Perfect! Exactly what she needed, and expertly delivered!
Asa
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The Governess of Spanking Dreams adjusted the position of her pet, Princess Spanky, and picked up Mr.Whippy.
Her pet proffered her bottom to Mr.Whippy.
“Ask him to kiss your bottom.” Instructed the Governess as she stroked Princess Spanky’s bare bottom with the cane.
“Please Mr Whippy Sir, will you give my bottom one of your lovely kisses?”
Mr Whippy answered with a swish and a crack!
Princess Spanky breathed in sharply. “Thank you Mr Whippy, kiss me again please.
Mr Whippy rose delicately in the right hand of the Governess, and descended again to kiss the soft red cheeks of his Princess.
THWACK!
“Oooooooh that was nice Mr.Whippy, more please!” Begged Princess Spanky.
more to come…
Asa
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“Beg Mistress?”
“Yes beg.” Answered the Governess of Spanking Dreams.
“Please Mistress, smack my bottom again with the hairbrush.” begged Princess Spanky.
SMACK!
“Owwwwwwww!”
It took a few seconds for it to dawn on her pet.
“Sorry Mistress, please may I have another one, a bit harder please!”
SMACK!!!
“Ooooooooooh thank you Mistress!”
More to come.
Asa
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The ‘Granite Lady’ begins to march Mary to her form room for a spanking.
The story of ‘Mary and the Granite Lady’ will soon be continued. I’ll let you know when. It was very well received by you, but Tom and I had a few issues with the art work. All is sorted now. Just one more artwork to correct and add, and we will be ready. Our apologies, we just wanted it to look and read our best for you.
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Asa
This is another visit to the ‘Inveigle’. If you are unaware of the Inveigle, then let me enlighten you. It is my biggest individual story on here, set in a Victorian Bawdy House where women went to seek other women for spanking.
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A week after Lady Robyn FitzWarren’s session with Samantha, Abigail received a letter from her requesting another one.
Birchgrove House
Mayfair
12th September 1887
Dear Miss Hayes,
I so much enjoyed the session with Samantha last week. She was a delightful young lady who surpassed all my expectations when I met her. She was a most obliging and willing ‘playmate’. I would like to attend the Inveigle next Tuesday evening to have another session with her if she is happy to do so. As with my previous meeting, I am prepared to pay double the going rate for her services. However, whilst I enjoyed spanking and slippering her delightful young bottom, I was rather hoping that she might consider letting me experiment with something slightly more severe, namely a school cane. Apart from seeing one used on a girl’s bottom on stage at one of your Inveigle shows, I have never seen a caning in the flesh. My older brothers often talked about the canings they received when they were at boarding school. Secretly I found their accounts most exciting and, dare I say, most arousing! I would love to try using a cane on Samantha, but realise this might exceed her tolerance levels. I know she herself is very adept in using a cane, so she might at least give me some instruction as to how to use one. That in itself would be most interesting. If she isn’t prepared to let me actually use one one on her bottom, I would be content to repeat the hand spanking and slippering I gave her before. However, if she is prepared to let me cane her, I am sure that I could offer her a slightly higher fee in recompense for her pains. Like last time, I would like her to play the role of housemaid and be dressed accordingly.
I look forward to your response,
Yours sincerely,
Lady Robyn (FitzWarren)
Abigail showed the letter to Samantha. Samantha was flattered to think such a lady wished to see her again and was certainly very tempted by the offer of extra money. However, on the downside, she wasn’t at all sure whether she wanted to let Lady Robyn employ a cane across her bottom. She knew from her own experience at the hands of Lady Jacqueline how much a cane could hurt. She hadn’t derived any enjoyment from it whatsoever! It could also cause a lot of painful damage if used by an inexperienced hand. Oh, what to say? She had enjoyed her previous session with Lady Robyn and didn’t want to disappoint her. Perhaps she could give her some instruction, but try to make sure that Lady Robyn limited the severity of strokes she gave her. She was fairly sure that Lady Robyn would be amenable and wouldn’t overstep the mark. It would have been easier to have involved Charlotte in the session. She could have demonstrated how to use a cane on Charlotte’s bottom and then let Lady Robyn cane Charlotte under her supervision. Charlotte was well practiced in receiving a caning and indeed thoroughly enjoyed having her bottom caned. However, Lady Robyn had specifically requested to cane her own bottom and secretly she found the thought rather exciting and arousing! Finally she made a decision and asked Abigail to write back to Lady Robyn stating her conditions. If she was prepared to accept them, then yes she would agree to a caning from her ladyship!
The Inveigle
13th September 1887
Dear Lady FitzWarren,
Thank you for your letter of the 12th September concerning booking another session with Samantha. After some deliberation she has agreed to accept a caning from you. However, she has stipulated two main conditions which she hopes will not detract from your enjoyment. Firstly, she insists that she is able to give you some instruction on how to safely use a cane. If she is satisfied that you have sufficient grasp of the technique, then she will present her bottom for your use! Her second condition is that you only use a junior cane which is fairly light and unlikely to cause any lasting damage should any of your strokes stray from the correct target area. In the first instance she will only be prepared to accept six strokes. However, should you prove to be a quick learner, she might be prepared to accept more strokes.
If you are prepared to accept these conditions in writing, then I can confirm your appointment with Samantha next Tuesday evening at 7.00 pm.
Yours sincerely,
Miss Abigail Hayes
(Proprietor of the Inveigle)
Lady Robyn replied promptly, accepting the conditions. And so the appointment was made for Tuesday evening at 7.00 pm.
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As before, Lady FitzWarren appeared promptly at the agreed time and was immediately conducted to the room they had used before.
“Good evening, Lady FitzWarren,” said Samantha, with a little curtsy.
“Good evening, Samantha. It’s nice to see you again and thank you for agreeing to give me the opportunity to cane your bottom. I have long wished to use such an implement. Every time I have seen you use one on Charlotte, it sends a most exciting shiver down my spine. It makes such a thrilling sound, does it not?”
“Oh yes, it certainly does, Madam,” replied Samantha, still feeling somewhat apprehensive about what she had let herself in for.
“Anyway, Samantha, I gather that you first wish to instruct me in how to use a cane safely before I can be let loose on your bottom. Shall we start?”
“Yes indeed, Madam. Let me first show you the canes we use at the Inveigle. Essentially we use two types of cane, a junior and a senior cane. Both are made from rattan but, as you can see, one is much thicker and heavier than the other. The senior cane is obviously the more severe of the two and can cause deep bruises. It makes more of a whooshing rather than swishing sound before it arrives on target. It has a rather ‘thuddy’ feel on impact. In contrast the junior cane is less damaging, but can impart a very nasty burning sting.” As Samantha was saying this, she whisked each cane through the air to demonstrate their contrasting sounds.
“Which cane do you normally prefer to use, Samantha?” enquired Lady Robyn.
“The junior cane, Madam. I just love the higher pitched swishy sound and it really stings the recipient’s bottom without causing too much damage. It’s ideal to use on Charlotte’s bottom when she has to appear every week on stage.”
“Yes, I can appreciate your sentiments on that, but isn’t it more difficult to control?” asked Lady Robyn, showing intense interest.
“Yes it is, Madam. That’s the difficulty. It can be difficult to hit the target area exactly where you want it to do so and it can wrap around a bottom, hitting the thigh bone, a very unpleasant place to receive a cane stroke. If it lands too high, it might even cause serious damage to a person’s kidneys. It is certainly not an implement to be taken lightly without some practice.”
“Well, Samantha, you had better show me how to avoid these dangers. How shall we proceed?”
Samantha had already set up her ‘training equipment’ before Lady FitzWarren had arrived. It consisted of a pair of lady’s drawers stuffed with small pillows, making a fairly presentable ‘bottom’. She had secured it so that it hung over the back of an armchair at about the right height.
“Behold, Madam, a naughty bottom!” said Samantha, picking up the junior cane. “Let’s see what you can do.”
And so, Samantha spent the next half hour instructing Lady Robyn in the fine art of caning. It rapidly became obvious that Lady Robyn had a keen eye and was a quick learner. She was soon able to apply the cane to the mock bottom with a fairly high degree of accuracy and severity.
After they had both taken a fortifying glass of wine, Samantha took a deep breath before saying, “That was excellent, Madam. You’re a quick learner and I suppose I had better let you cane me now. I can’t say that I am looking forward to it exactly. Please don’t get too carried away. Cane me gently to begin with and then build up slowly to a peak when you’ve got the feel of it. Take your time!”
“Oh thank you, Samantha. I will try to be very careful.”
“Should I just bend over now, or would you prefer me to cane me in a role play situation. I could leave the room and return as a very contrite housemaid if you wish!”
“Oh yes, Samantha. I’d enjoy that. I just love the build-up, all the ticking off and tongue-lashing that precedes the punishment of a naughty young maid!”
“As you wish, Madam,” replied Samantha, leaving the room and shutting the door behind her. She waited two or three minutes to let Lady Robyn prepare herself. She herself started to feel rather nervous and apprehensive, especially when she heard the sound of a cane being swished around and a few loud thwacks hitting the mocked-up bottom she had devised! “Her ladyship is obviously getting in a little more practice! I hope it won’t be too painful when she uses it on me!” she thought.
Finally, Samantha plucked up courage and knocked on the door.
“Come!”
“Ah! There you are Samantha. Get in her NOW, you wicked girl,” Lady Robyn, said in a menacing voice.
Samantha walked in and stood in front of her, noticing that she held the cane flexing it between hands.
Lady Robyn glared sternly at her. “So here you are again, young lady. Despite the spanking I gave you last time, little has changed. The housekeeper informs me that you are still not performing your duties properly and you still seem to be incapable of dressing smartly. Last time you promised to mend your ways, but it is obvious to me that nothing of the sort has happened. You really are a disgrace and by rights should be out on your ear looking for another job! However, I am a compassionate lady and have decided to give you a second chance.”
“Oh thank you, Madam. Thank you so much,” Samantha interjected, trying to sound relieved.
“Oh, I wouldn’t be too thankful yet, young lady. I may not be dismissing you from my employ, but I do intend to punish you. Clearly the spanking and slippering I gave you last week didn’t make much impression on you. I therefore propose to use this instead!”
With the last words Lady Robyn swished the cane loudly through the air. Samantha visibly flinched.
“Oh, Madam. Please, not the cane! Please spank me hard with that slipper of yours for as long and hard as you deem fit, but please not the cane,” Samantha begged.
“No! My mind is made up. You’re going to get a sound caning across your bare bottom. There will be NO argument!” said Lady Robyn in a firm voice. “Now kneel on that small stool over there and uncover your bottom.”
Reluctantly Samantha turned and knelt on the stool. She pulled up her skirts and petticoats over her back and then parted the back of her split drawers, to reveal her bottom.
Once more, Lady Robyn drank in the wonderful sight of this beautiful young bottom she had so recently had the privilege to spank. She felt an excited shiver of anticipation. This time she was going to attend to those glorious cheeks with a cane.
Once in position with her bottom suitably presented, Samantha turned her head towards Lady Robyn. “I’m ready Madam. I am truly sorry for my wicked ways. Please thrash me well with your cane.”
“Oh I certainly will, young lady. However, before I start, undo your drawers and bare your buttocks fully. I want to see the whole of the target area, not just the crowns of your cheeks, lovely as they are!”
“Yes, of course, Madam. If that is your wish.”
Samantha undid the pink bow holding her drawers up around her waist and pulled them well down below her stocking tops. Now Lady Robyn could see everything, including her tight little quim.
“That’s much better. Now I can cane not only your bottom but also your thighs if I feel moved to do so!” said Lady Robyn feeling more and more excited by the second.
She took a deep breath to calm herself down and to steady her hand. She must try hard to put into practice all the advice Samantha had given her about how to use the cane. At last, a real bottom to thrash!
Lady Robyn stood to Samantha’s left side and gently tapped the cane across the centre of Samantha’s buttocks making them wobble beautifully. She then traced the cane’s tip up and down the soft cheeks and even stroked it between Samantha’s parted thighs, ever so lightly brushing up against her pussy lips.
Finally, Lady Robyn enquired, “Are you ready, young lady?”
“Yes, Madam, as ready as I ever will be!” Samantha replied, slightly cheekily.
“Excellent, then I’ll begin. Brace yourself!”
SWISH! THWACK!
“Yeeehhh!” squealed Samantha, waggling her bottom in response to Lady Robyn’s first ever cane stroke. It stung a little, but Samantha was relieved to note that she was holding back a bit and that the stroke had fallen well across the centre of her bottom.
Again, there was another loud swish and thwack, this time slightly lower down her buttocks, but well within the specified target area. As before, Samantha let out another little squeal and wriggled her bottom, primarily to add to Lady Robyn’s enjoyment. None of the strokes were particularly painful, each imparting only just enough sting to arouse Samantha. To her surprise, she was actually enjoying the experience, at least for the moment!
And so the caning continued, each stroke falling where it was intended to, an amazing feat for a beginner! As the sixth stroke fell, Lady Robyn enquired, “Do you think, young lady, that you have now learned your lesson?”
“Not quite yet, Madam. Perhaps Madam would care to give me another half dozen harder strokes to try to drive the lesson home?” replied Samantha, suddenly keen to push her boundaries and explore this sensual caning a little further. So far it had been most stimulating!
“Very well, young lady, but be warned I intend to make this next set of six hurt much more!”
Now feeling more confident, Lady Robyn caned Samantha’s bottom more smartly and soon had her genuinely yelping and squirming her bottom about as she tried to absorb the increasingly painful sting.
SWISH! THWACKKKK!
SWISH! THWACKKKK!
SWISH! THWACKKKK!
After the last stroke, Lady Robyn paused again to ask, “Have you now learned your lesson yet. young lady?”
This time, Samantha wasn’t quite so quick to respond. Those last six strokes had definitely proved more painful, creating a series of burning, throbbing stripes across her bottom. However, as she paused for thought, the pain started to be replaced by an increasingly warm and rather arousing glow, which started to seep between her legs. Finally she made a decision. She thought to herself, “Well there’s no pleasure without some pain! I must see this through to the bitter end, although the word ‘bitter’ is perhaps the wrong word! If Lady Robyn’s caning doesn’t make me cum fairly soon, I’d be very surprised and disappointed!”
“No, Madam, I haven’t yet fully learned my lesson. Give me another six hard strokes, if you please!”
Lady Robyn was ecstatic with her response. She was loving every minute of this session and really enjoying using the cane. She would have been disappointed if she had to stop now, but she would have respected Samantha’s wishes if she had had enough.
And so Lady Robyn applied the last six strokes with increasing vigor which really had Samantha buttocks bouncing and dancing around as she knelt on the stool, accompanied by loud shrieks and squeals. However, the loud shrieks and squeals were replaced by a loud howl of ecstasy as the last stroke bit into Samantha’s bottom. Samantha suddenly came.
SWISH! THWACKKKK!! “Yeowhhhhhh! …..Oh! Oh! OH! OH!… OHHHHHHH!! …MMMHHHH!!!”
Lady Robyn stooped down to examine Samantha’s well-caned bottom more closely. She was amazed to see how neat and parallel the red stripes she had whipped across Samantha’s cheeks actually were. She hadn’t expected her first caning to leave quite such an ordered pattern. She felt Samantha’s now very hot cheeks gently with her palm and then carefully traced the raised welts raised by the last dozen or so more severe strokes. Lovely!
Samantha looked round. Despite her eyes and face being wet with tears, she displayed a big smile of happy contentment. The caning had given her an orgasm like she had never experienced before!
“Thank you, Lady FitzWarren. You delivered that caning like a professional! I couldn’t have done any better myself? Well done!”
Lady Robyn beamed with pride and then said, “Thank you Samantha for taking the risk of letting me, a total novice, thrash your bottom with a cane. It was so exhilarating and most arousing!”
She paused and then, looking slightly embarrassed, asked, “I wonder, Samantha, would you be shocked if I asked you to remain as you are whilst I give myself some much needed relief as I gaze at your beautifully striped bottom?”
“Not at all, your ladyship. Go ahead. I’m not the slightest bit shocked. Besides which I need to provide myself with some additional relief as well. The caning was most stimulating!”
“It certainly was, my dear!” replied Lady Robyn, with a little giggle. She sat down in an armchair behind Samantha and then pulled up her dress and hooked her legs up over the chair’s arms. Her fingers opened the front slit of her drawers and started to attend to her pressing needs. Meanwhile Samantha lost no time in reaching between her own legs to frig herself, determined to milk the pleasure her warm, burning cheeks was generating in her cunt! As they did so both could still hear the song of the cane replaying again and again in their heads… SWISH!… THWACK! …SWISH!… THWACK! ….SWISH!… THWACK!
Asa