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I am breaking this final part down into smaller parts, as I am doing with most stories now, …why? Because it works better, I have been experimenting!
Continued…
After some time had elapsed, Samantha began to think that perhaps Lady Charlotte wasn’t going to return to the punishment room to cane her bottom. Despite a growing sense of apprehension, she also began to feel a rather strange sense almost of disappointment!
Both the hand spanking and strapping had certainly been painful, but the feelings that they had subsequently engendered had been a revelation to her and, she had to admit to herself, ultimately rather pleasurable. As she replayed the two events in her mind, picturing her stern but beautiful mistress as she had smacked and then strapped her bare bottom, she had to admit that both punishments had been a distinct turn on!
As the smarting and burning sensations in her cheeks started to subside, they were replaced by wonderfully warm, tingling ones that spread throughout her loins. She felt the urge to touch herself again, but she couldn’t quite pluck up the courage to take the risk for fear her mistress would catch her doing so.
The clock on the wall continued to tick loudly. What had happened to her Ladyship? Surely she would return soon to take the cane to her bottom? She could see the cane sitting innocently on the small table in the corner. It looked very thin and incredibly whippy. What would it feel like when her mistress lashed it across her bare bottom? She had heard tales of girls consigned to reformatories having to endure two or three dozen cane strokes, often for just minor misdemeanours. For such severe punishments, they were stripped naked and strapped down over a stout punishment horse to prevent them from evading the cane. All they could do was to howl and scream loudly as the caned was thrashed across their buttocks by a stout matron. Samantha shivered. Would she be able to stay in position without such restraints? Would she be able to stifle her cries?
As her thoughts flitted this way and that, the door suddenly opened and Lady Charlotte strode into the room. Without even glancing at Samantha, she walked over to the spanking horse and picked up the strap she had recently used and placed it on the corner table next to the cane.
Only then did she turn to face Samantha, folding her arms in front of her.
“So, young lady, I hope your bottom has recovered sufficiently to take your final punishment?”
“Oh yes, Milady….I think so.” Samantha replied, rubbing her bottom and sounding almost eager to get on with it!
“That’s good, because I’m now going to cane you for your last misdemeanour – that of entertaining a young man in your room. I think a dozen strokes, well-laid on, should wipe your slate clean. However, I doubt very much that your bottom will be quite so blank by the time I‘ve finished with it!” said Charlotte, with a little chuckle.
Lady Charlotte’s eyes gleamed with excitement at the prospect of wielding the cane across this young lady’s rather lovely bottom. At school she had felt the cane on a number of occasions across her own bottom and knew how excruciatingly stingy it could be. A cane made such a lovely swishy sound as it whistled through the air and then landed with a loud thwack across quivering naked bottom flesh. It painted such beautiful red lines, which could last for days after a punishment had been delivered. Oh yes, she was really going to enjoy this!
Lady Charlotte then pointed to the floor in front of the spanking horse, “Right, young lady. Come over here and stand in front of the horse, whilst I prepare myself for your caning.”
Samantha moved to the spot indicated, standing with her hands nervously clasped behind her back.
To her surprise, out of the corner of her eye, Samantha suddenly noticed Lady Charlotte stooping down and lifting the hem of her black dress. She quickly pulled it off over her head and placed it on the corner table. Samantha gasped. Her ladyship wasn’t wearing anything at all underneath apart from a pair of ankle boots! She had never seen another woman totally naked before, let alone a high-born lady in such a state! She stood there blushing with her mouth wide open staring at this lovely vision of beauty! In fact she felt enormously privileged to see her mistress in this state. She rather wished she could be totally naked as well. She suddenly realised that, once people removed their clothes, there were really no tangible differences between the classes!
More to come…
Asa