The girl had become somewhat lax in her duties, and her Mistress had decided that at the next sign of her lackadaisical ways she would take action. She had watched her closely, and knew that the dreamy girl often rested in the study.
She understood that being a maid was a busy job, but she knew that the girl was taking liberties. She needed reining in.
Mistress found her asleep on a chaise lounge, when she should have been beeswaxing the wood in the room. Lady Kenworthy seized her opportunity and pulled out her riding crop from behind her back. “Caught you!”
The girl, still half asleep was taken aback, and stood up quickly.
Lady Kenworthy briskly pulled the little rocking horse, which was hers as a young girl, out from the place it stood, often with an aspidistra on top. It had great sentimental value, and an erotic past.
You see, it was on this little horse at a tender age, that Lady Kenworthy discovered the delights of rocking back and forth on it with a little extra pressure on her pussy. Indeed, her first orgasm was achieved on it, and her second third and fourth on the same day!
This punishment was not an impulsive action on the part of Lady Kenworthy, she had thought long and hard over the last few weeks, and fantasised about spanking her maid to orgasm on it!
“imagine that!” She thought to herself, and last night had achieved the climax of self arousal thinking about what was quite possibly going to happen, right now.
“Right young lady! (The maid was only three years younger than her Mistress, but such was the way of things in 1874) ….You have a choice. You can either accept corporal punishment, on my beloved Neddy here, or leave. But one thing is for sure, you are not going to carry on in this ‘come day go day’ manner any longer! What is it to be? Hmmmm??”
The girl said she did not want to leave.
And so she began to straddle the little horse.
“Lift your uniform and petticoats, I want that bottom bare!”
‘….awwww, yes, yes Mistress.’
Holding her under garments up, Mistress began to lower the girl’s bloomers.
To bare a fine plump victorian rump, just ripe for a thrashing!
The sight of those soft round globes of delicate flesh aroused Lady Kenworthy, and she spanked the girl.
Then, pushing the girl down, she told her to rock, as she whacked the crop on her fine buttocks repeatedly. The girl galloped like she was on a country chase!
Soon, Lady Kenworthy was swinging the crop with all her might!
The girl squealed and bucked, her back pressing against the moist excited pussy of her Mistress, whilst her own dripping wet slit pushed hard on to the now warm smooth mahogany horse. Rocking violently beneath her.
Both reached a shuddering orgasm together. And the horse slowed to a trot.
Both knew without doubt that the other had climaxed.
As Lady Kenworthy stood, she knew she had to stamp her authority over her girl quickly….
“I have not finished with you yet, pull your bloomers up, and get over my knee, right now!”
The crop was viscious in its landing on the rump of her maid, as her fine bottom pushed through the open back bloomers.
A lesson was learned by both.
Naughty behaviour has its rewards….a magnificent orgasm!
The girl developed into an extremely naughty maid, and Mistress was so pleased!