was in a happy frame of mind that Edward T Monson returned home to
Chesterfield. His stay on the Lauderdale
Estate of Mrs Gloria Vance had been as enjoyable as ever. Not only was the place most luxuriously
comfortable, but the sense of power which emanated from this remarkable,
strong-minded woman, seemed to permeate headily to her guests. Especially privileged guests like
himself. Certainly, he was sure, no household
in Nashville County was run on stricter disciplinary lines.
his mare trotted smoothly before him, Edward recalled the punishments he had
witnessed the previous afternoon at the regular weekly soiree given by Gloria
to specially invited guests.
the pale brown-skinned Meg had been caned for Demerits. Since she had been on a similar charge only a
month previously, Gloria had ordered the heavy rod to be used. Twelve strokes from that was obviously quite
some experience. My God, how the young
woman had howled! What vicious weals it
had raised across that soft bottom! In
his mind’s eye he could see them encircling both buttock cheeks, a vivid purple
in colour. Meg would definitely have
been encouraged to work even harder in order to avoid being put on Demerits
had come young Ginnie, she of the black hair and lustrous brown eyes. Dozing while at work had earned her six
strokes of the double-thonged tawse. She
had had to remove her drawers to receive those ... and her embarrassment at
doing so was evident. Rather natural in
a 19-year-old. A nice, taut-rounded
white bottom had been exposed ... and then impressively dealt with by Mary, one
of the maids. Three strokes of that
tawse over the same piece of flesh had really got through to Ginnie ... and
that was followed by three more over another piece of flesh. How that girl had shrieked; how that young
bottom had glowed! Excellent.
more serious had followed. A birching
for the mature Ella ... a buxom woman of 28 summers. Eighteen strokes, would you believe! For breakages. Mind you, it wasn’t the first time. That was why the sentence was severe. How they had flayed that buxom backside! It was, indeed a perfect target for the slashing
twigs. Not surprisingly, Ella had
fainted before the end; but they had revived her, of course, and gone on with
it. It was a pretty nasty sight in the
had come the ‘tit-bit’ of the afternoon.
That had been the most pretty young blonde girl getting her very first
caning. Her faults had been trivial but
Gloria had made a point of being sharp with newcomers. What had particularly delighted Edward was
that the girl had been made to remove her drawers - which was not customary
when a caning was given. This was
because, when about to receive a strapping the previous week, the girl had been
reluctant to do so. Then, even more
entertaining, instead of being put over the block, Gloria had ordered that she
be secured over the birching hurdle with long limbs wide splayed. What a sight that had been for all eyes! Such a delicate yet so superbly shaped young
creature. What shame she must have
experienced at being so blatantly exposed!
And how that bottom had flinched and twisted as it awaited the torment
to come! Already it had earned itself
four extra strokes for delay ... thus making sixteen in all. No laughing matter to get as a
first-timer. Fezal, the Chief Overseer,
had made a real meal of that caning. How
he had drawn it out! What an artist the
man was! The shrieks ... the pleas ...
the wild, wild squirming. Merely to say
it had been enjoyable would have been an understatement. It had been exhilarating. Afterwards, the girl had been further shamed
... being made to bend and show her lacerated bottom to all for a full minute.
Mrs Gloria Vance ran a very strict household.
of course, there had been the little matter of Sue, that enchanting young
creature who had so taken his fancy whilst she was acting as a serving
wench. What a beauty! What a ripe figure! He had lusted after her instantly ... and
arranged for her to be sent to him as a chambermaid. Not surprisingly, she had not been at all
amenable to his advances, despite being aware of the great danger of disobeying
him. He had to spank her soundly with a
hairbrush before she could be prevailed upon to remove her drawers. But that was as far as it had gone. When he had ordered Sue to suck him, she went
berserk and ran from the room. That had
been momentarily annoying and frustrating, but Edward knew it was only a
pleasure postponed. Next week, the girl
would be severely punished (and he would watch), then she would be sent back to
him. Doubtless, next time she would be
considerably more amenable. Meanwhile,
the nubile black youngster they had sent him soon took the edge off his
frustration. All in all, quite a
day. Now he was nearly home.
studied the glossy flanks of the mare before him and his mind roved to the
white flanks of the Honourable Eleanor Gordon-Bradshaw. Tomorrow, he said to himself with a tingle of
anticipatory pleasure, I will pay Mrs Emma Arbuthnot a visit, on the pretext of
studying her stable arrangement but mainly with the idea of taking the
Honourable Eleanor out for a solo ‘spin’.
Yes, it would be most pleasing to have that once-proud aristocrat alone
between the shafts.
keeper opened the iron gates of Chesterfield and Edward T Monson swept past,
not bothering to acknowledge the man’s respectful touch of his forelock. Having alighted at the wide stone steps of
his mansion, a stable-hand took the mare and carriage away. Up the steps and through the pillared
portico. All the outer trappings of
immense wealth. Then up the stairs
directly to his suite.
his personal slave - the tall, lissom, olive-skinned Tess, only seventeen -
would be awaiting him.
home, Master ...” Tess, who had been
polishing a window, sank to her knees as Edward entered. Apart from her red cincher-corset, she wore a
tiny maid’s apron and a pair of high-heeled red ankle boots. Nothing else.
Of course, thought Edward with an inward snicker, the girl could not
mean it; but she had to say it.
you, Tess,” he said with an easy smile.
“Have you been a good girl while I have been away?”
sincerely hope so. Now go and run me a
once, Master.” Tess sprang to her feet
and ran from the room, her beautiful, well-rounded bottom bouncing
delightfully. What a joy it was to have
such a girl at one’s beck and call ... one who would do anything humanely
possible that he commanded. It would be
an even greater joy to have two such. For
Edward was determined to purchase Sue from Gloria Vance (at almost any price)
and add her to his very personal staff.
It might take a little time but it would be worth waiting for.
Tess returned and made a little curtsey.
“It’s ready, Master,” she said.
had already stripped to the buff. He
gave the girl’s bottom a good slap as he passed. “Come and soap me,” he ordered.
sank contentedly into the warm water, seeing two superbly rounded breasts
swinging gently above him. Tess bent
over further and began to soap him. My
God, how this child rouses me, he thought.
I shall fuck her shortly ... and she’ll give me everything she can. That was what she had been trained to
do. By the time Tess was softly soaping
his genital regions Edward had a half hard on.
Soon the soaping gave him a full one.
for you, girlie,” he grinned.
you, Master,” responded Tess. It sounded
very genuine: But could it be? Could it?
Maybe it was that the girl had simply forced herself to become a
consummate actress. More likely,
reflected Edward. Either way, one’s
pleasure at such responses was not diminished.
dried himself on a huge, fluffy towel, then got Tess to powder him all
over. He felt much refreshed. Ready for anything.
me a pink’un, my pretty,” he ordered.
good, Master ...”
at the age of 43, Edward was most sexually virile, he liked to increase his
abilities and his stamina by drinking half a dozen glasses a day of a very
special mixture concocted to his doctor’s prescription. It was quite remarkably effective. He had no difficulty in performing, one way
or another, at least three times a day.
If the urge was there, more. Very
satisfying. And very essential when
there was so much material available.
tossed back the drink Tess brought to him and seated himself. He was still naked.
my girl, I asked you if you had been good.”
been playing with yourself?”
shook her head, going faintly pink. “Oh
don’t believe you.”
... it’s true, M-Master ... I haven’t ... I haven’t ...”
still don’t believe you. You look too
guilty for my liking.”
Master, it’s true ...”
any event, young girls like you just can’t stop playing with themselves when
there’s nothing else to do. No, I just
don’t believe you. You’re lying, Tess.”
Master ... no ...” Tess was getting
agitated, well aware of the drift of events.
This sort of thing had happened often enough before. Why couldn’t he just take her and be done
the slipper, Tess.”
... Master ... oohh ... Master ...” wailed Tess pleadingly. However, she did not hesitate to obey. Of course, it made not one iota of difference
whether Edward believed she was lying or not.
He just liked to have some sort of excuse for giving such a charming
bottom a spanking. Tess nervously
returned with a leather-soled slipper and handed it over. Compared with most instruments of correction
in Chesterfield, this was quite a minor one.
However, as Tess well knew, it could sting most fiercely. She dare not complain at this injustice. Indeed, she had to be careful not to even
show any resentment for it.
happens to naughty girls who lie to
their Master, Tess?”
get spanked, Master.”
right, Tess. And, if they go on lying,
they get caned. Isn’t that so?”
across my lap.”
erection had subsided somewhat since he left the bath but he began to harden
again immediately Tess’s soft body was draped across his upper thighs. The solid root pressed into her belly. There before him was that young, curvaceous
bottom he knew so well. One which had
given him so much pleasure in so many ways.
Incredible to think this girl was still only seventeen. She certainly looked more mature, even though
that unique, delicate bloom of youth was on her skin.
was that familiar throb of lustful excitement as Edward tapped the slipper on
Tess’s bottom, making the flesh quiver deliciously. “For being naughty, I am going to give you
twelve hard whacks. For lying, I am
going to give you twelve more ...”
Master!” The bottom cheeks gave a quick
clench. Was that deliberate? To please him? For, as both of them knew, a twenty-four stroke
spanking from the slipper was a relatively mild one compared with some he had
given her. It was certainly far, far
more mild then a twenty-four stroke caning ... several of which Tess had had in
her earlier, rebellious days.
deserve to be spanked, don’t you?”
...yes ... Master ...” Oh if only he
would get on with it! Get it over.
did play with yourself, didn’t you?”
WWHHAACCKK! The first stroke descended sharply on Tess’s
right buttock cheek. A red blotch
appeared. She absorbed it with no more
than a tiny gasp.
means you lied as well?”
... yes ... Master ... oh I’m sorry, Master ...”
naughtier! You really ought to be
WWHHAACCKK! The second stroke came down stingingly on the
left buttock cheek. A second blotch
appeared. How delightful it was to be
able to spank a young girl like this, thought Edward. Two more strokes followed in quick
succession, overlaying those he had just delivered.
... oww!” gasped Tess, her bottom bouncing and twisting a little. That had definitely hurt more. The two blotches were brighter and redder.
Again in the same place.
grinned. Yes, that had got through to
her all right. Made that bottom squirm
quite enchantingly. Now he aimed lower
down - to where the buttocks joined the thighs.
On that tender spot, he would repeat the process. Three in the same place on each cheek. Lovely!
Lovely to be able to do. Lovely
to be able to watch and hear the effects.
... hhaaa ... oooowww ...”
Edward was hitting as hard as he could now.
... o-ooowwwww ...”
... AAHH ... OOOWWWWW!”
it hurting, my pretty?”
... ohh ... yes ... M-Master ... it hurts ...”
is going to hurt even more. There are
twelve more to come.” Edward’s prick was
a hard bone into Tess’s belly. Oh how he
was enjoying himself!
Master ... please ... I couldn’t help b-being naughty ...”
... is that so ... well ... well ...”
slipper began to fall again, now descending across the centre of both buttock
cheeks simultaneously. How resilient
they were, how they bounced and joggled!
Getting redder and redder all the time.
... squirming ... ooowwwing and ahhing.
Oh lovely ... lovely ... ooohhh ... so lovely!
hard as he could ... all in the same place.
And now it was a really red-hot place.
... yyyeeeoowwww!” Oh yes it was hurting
... ohhh ... p-please, Master ... no ...
... aaaagghhh ... yyyaaaggghhhh!” Oh how
lovely to make her yell like that ... to squirm like that! Oh how lovely! Still two more to come. As hard as you can ... still in the same
place. A place now the brightest of
... AHH ... OOOWWW ... AAAGGGHHHH!” Oh
the twisting and the turning ... oh the mad joggling of that soft young
flesh. Flesh now burning with pain. Marvellous.
tossed away the slipper and ran his hand over Tess’s bottom. Mmmm ... yes ... yes ... that felt really
hot. Glowing and glowing. Marvellous.
So soft, so succulent. Mmmm ...
what more could he ask? Edward’s male
bone felt even harder than ever.
deserved that, didn’t you?” Edward’s
hand was running over the hot skin ... feeling the quivering and contractions.
... yes, Master ... I’m sorry I was naughty, Master.”
the right words. All the submission he
wanted. Under his hand was a plaything,
to be spanked or fucked, just as he wished.
That was mastery; that was power.
That was what ownership of slaves was all about.
know you got off lightly?”
... oh yes ... Master ... thank you for b-being so merciful ...”
could easily have given you a really good thrashing, you know?”
... Master ... I know ... thank you for being such a good Master ...”
smiled. How nice to be thought of as a
good Master by this child!
thrust his hand down between the warm cleft of Tess’s nates, then fingered her
sexually. Far from recoiling, the girl
parted her thighs to allow him easier access.
... ooohh ... thank you, Master ... that f-feels lovely!” It was a quavering cry of seeming
pleasure. Was it genuine? Could it be?
Did it matter? Edward plied his
fingers vigorously; Tess squirmed and
... a-aahh ... a-aahh ... yes ... Master ... oh I’m so hot in my bottom ... it
... a-aahh ... m-makes me ... a-aahh ... hotter inside ...”
“Good.” Edward frigged even more vigorously, feeling
the increasing warm lubricity. He would
make her come before he got into her.
Then she would be really hot and juicy.
Just as he wanted her.
... hhhhooorrrr ... hhhhaaaahhhh ... oh M-Master oh M-Master ...”
bottom was quaking uncontrollably.
Twisting and jerking. Oh yes, he
was really working her up!
you coming, girlie?”
... nnnngggg ... hhhhaaaaaahhhh ... y-yes ... sssss ... AAAHHHHH ...
EEEEEEHHHHH ... y-yes ... YESSS ...YESSS ...”
was a frenzied jerking of young haunches; a high pitched gagging in the throat;
a head tossed back and back. Tess was
spending and spending. No doubt about
it. This was no play-acting. This was genuine. Just what Edward wanted. She would now be like liquid-hot velvet
inside. Yes, just what he wanted. Slowly the tumult subsided; but the warm
buttock-flesh went on twitching and quivering.
... th-thank you, Master,” he thought he heard her say. And, with that, he gave the rounded, reddened
bottom a couple of good slaps and thrust the girl off him. Down on to the floor she went ... and in
moments Edward had gripped her flanks and hauled her hindquarters up. He was superbly rampant, raging with lust.
it comes, girlie!”
... yes ... yes ...”
thrust in savagely. Right in. Up to the hilt. Feeling the young girl buck and squirm as he
did so; hearing her loud, prolonged squeal.
Ahhh ... yes ... yes ... this was true possession! This was just what he wanted. Taking an even tighter grip on those youthful
flanks, Edward began to drive in and out with brutal vigour.
... thump ... thump ... thump ...
pounding to warm, quaking buttocks. A
pussy that was hot, clinging and melting.
The pussy of a submissive 17-year-old.
His ... his! To be taken and
enjoyed as often as he wished. Oh
delight ... delight ... DELIGHT!
... thumpity ... thumpity ... thumpity ...
... faster ... faster ... faster ... and even more ecstatic. Pounding madly ... one’s brain and whole
being utterly absorbed. Oh God, how
co-operative she was ... could anything be better!
groaning ... jerking haunches becoming uncontrolled. Edward rutted to a furious climax. Beneath him, young Tess was wriggling and
coming again, he thought ecstatically.
Yes, he was sure!
squirted and squirted and squirted.
Draining himself. Moaning and
slavering. Wallowing piggishly in his
slaked lust, crushing the palpitating girl down on to the floor.
was quite perfect ...
closed his eye, sighing contentedly.
Against his belly, he could feel Tess’s hot bottom. The bottom he had so recently spanked. From time to time, it would give a series of
convulsive twitches. His flaccid penis
remained for a long time within her liquid-warm succulence.