a victorian household

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A Victorian Household - Part 3
By
The Disciplinarian

The weekend had come and I was very excited and nervous as Lady Brackenbury was taking me for a weekend in the country where I would lose my virginity. I had heard that this could be painful but that the pleasures afterwards made up for it. We left in our carriage for the railway station and then took a train to Leicester where we were met and taken to the home of Lord & Lady Randall. There were to be a number of guests and when we arrived I looked around to see who was to be my lover. Although there were several men, some young and some older I could not pick out who it was to be. We were taken to our rooms and bathed and dressed in our dinner clothes. The bell went for cocktails and we came downstairs to the main hall and mingled with the other guests before going in to dinner. Dinner was a magnificent eight course affair but I found it difficult to eat as I still had no idea of what was to happen.

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After dinner the ladies left for the music room while the gentlemen savoured their port and cigars and after an hour or so we were invited back into the room. The tables had been cleared but in the centare was a large but unusual bed which had a ridge in the centre while chairs had been set up around the sides. When we were all seated Lord Randall called us to order and explained that one of the rituals carried out in the castle was the deflowering of ladies. Tonight there were three girls of sixteen and upwards who were to find out the enjoyment of sex with three experienced lovers. He called the girls, including me forward and then the gentlemen stepped out. His Lordship then told us and the gentlemen to strip and prepare ourselves. The choice of partner and the order would be selected by cutting the cards. I drew an attractive gentleman of about twenty-five and we then drew for turns. This time we were first. I stripped off as told and the gentleman did the same. Two ladies then escorted me to the bed and lay me down on it with my legs spread and my quim raised. The ridge left me with my pussy standing proud and exposed ready for what was to come. My legs were parted so that I was fully open. My gentleman then came forward and I could see that his cock was long and well formed standing out proudly from his bush. One of the ladies got between my legs and used her tongue to make my cunt wet and slippery before the man was placed on top of me with his cock presented to my quim. He gently pushed home until he reach the obstruction of my hymen when he rested until suddenly there was a crack and I saw a cane whip across his bum and he thrust forwards causing me a sharp pain as he broke through. I had cried out but he kissed me on the lips to silence me and then gently moved in and out while I tried to adjust my body to his movements. Although it was sore I was already feeling a warm glow down there and as he thrust in and out I tried to help him by pushing the other way so that our combined movements made our bodies slap together. Suddenly both of us started to enjoy ourselves and before long the spectators were clapping and urging us on as we settled into a rhythm. My partner was experienced and was not going to come too soon and I suddenly found that I was building up to more orgasms, each one building as it followed the previous one and I was calling out for him to keep going. By now he was sweating to hold off and suddenly I felt him stiffening as he gave one final thrust and spurted into me while I also had a final climactic orgasm which left me numb . We lay there for a moment as we were cheered to the echo and Lord Randall congratulated us and told us that we could either watch the others or retire for the night to enjoy ourselves in private. We decided to stay as we were too exhausted for the minute even to move upstairs. My partner took my hand and we put on robes before joining the spectators.

We watched the second and third couples performing in a rather detached way as we relived our own experience. I was glad that I had had such and attractive and expert man for my first time and was sure the other girls would feel the same. Eventually the entertainment was over and the rest retired for the night with or without their regular partners. My partner told me his name was John as he led me to my bedroom. When we were inside he gently kissed me and removed my gown before stripping his own off. I could tell that he was ready for another bout and was eager to join him although I was still a little sore. He was very gentle with me and rubbed some ointment into my cunt to ease the pain and we kissed and cuddled while I played with his cock before he presented it to the entrance. By now I was very wet inside and he had no difficulty in spearing me to my limits. We lay there with him filling me for several minutes before he started moving. This time he drew out to the rim before driving high home. Sometimes I felt I would lose him but his cock always returned to its nest. The earlier fuck had taken the edge off both of our appetites so that this lasted much longer and more was thoughtful without the frenzy and publicity of downstairs. As we came to a peak he stopped and rested before continuing again, yet again he rested with his cock still filling me so that it was twenty minutes or so before we came to the final moments. He told me that he was ready to come and speeded up his thrusts until he could see I was close to orgasm when he pushed one last time with his body stiffening and his cock thrusting so that I felt his spunk spurting into me as I came off with a superb spend and my legs remained wrapped round his waist in a lock as I didn't want him to withdraw. Slowly his cock softened and slipped out bringing the juices of our combined spends out with him. We lay back and talked and played with each other for hours fucking several more times as the night wore on until eventually totally exhausted we slept in each other's arms. When I woke the next morning he was gone but I knew that even if I never met him again I would remember him, and the night I lost my virginity, with affection all my life.

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At breakfast the next day we three girls sat together and exchanged our experiences. It seems that the three men had been specially selected and had now left but each of us in her own way had had a wonderful time. I talked to them about spanking but neither of them had ever been spanked and so they were unlikely to be involved in joining us for that session. After breakfast Lady Brackenbury and I took a walk in the grounds and she quizzed me as to what had happened and whether I had enjoyed it. I was able to report that it was everything and more than I had expected. She warned me drily that not all men were as experienced or gentle and she hoped that I would not be let down in the future. However she said that tonight was a flagellant evening and this castle had cellars which were ideal for it. The rest of the day was free and in the evening we would have dinner before retiring to the cellars. I was very excited and asked what was to happen but my Mistress smiled and told me to wait!

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Dinner was an exciting event as everybody was talking about later and I kept hearing veiled comments about "bum will be scarred", "wants his bum flayed", "she asks for fifty every time", "remember what happened later". We left the men to their cigars and port and on our own the ladies were more forthcoming and I learned that several of them were waiting for their strapping, caning, birching etc. I could see the temperature rising as the time got nearer. Then at last Lord Randall came in and told us to go and get prepared. Lady Brackenbury took me by the hand and we went upstairs to our rooms and she told me to undress and put on the robe she handed me. I took off all my clothes and donned the robe which was black, open at the front, with a cord sash to tie around the waist. It also had a hood and this was raised before we went down to the cellars. When we arrived others were already there, we were not the first, and it was not long before the rest of the party arrived. Lord Randall then told us that always at these sessions various members requested to be caned. This was agreed to up to a number of six and the rest were put on a 'reserve' list. The six chosen had spoken to the committee and had decided what instrument should be used in agreement with the clients. There were always three men and three women being dealt with in turn. We had two spankers, one who was right handed and the other left, and they were a strong looking man and a lady who was five foot ten with powerful muscles.

The first man to be dealt with stepped forward shrugging out of his cloak. He was well formed with a thick hairy bush surrounding his quiescent cock. He asked to be tied to the pillar in the centre of the cellar. His hands were fastened round it so that his body was spreadeagled and his legs were locked into clamps at the base. He was to be birched with fifty strokes and he confirmed that he had agreed. The two punishers took birches out of the bucket and shook off the excess water before taking up their positions on each side of him. The man nodded and they started "SWISHH!!" "WHIPP!!" the first stoke fell "SWISHH!!" "WHIPP!!" "SWISHH!!" "WHIPP!!" "SWISHH!!" "WHIPP!!" the strokes landed from the left and from the right; a dozen which left his bum marked with lots of thin red lines across it, the second dozen raised blood blisters as well as more lines. I could hear the "Whipp!!" of the birches and the sickening sound as they landed and watched as he absorbed the punishment without flinching. By the end of thirty strokes they had replaced the broken twigs with fresh ones and took up their thrashing again. It was difficult to believe that flesh and blood could stand what he was receiving but still it went on turning the whole of the bum into a pulpy mass where no line was defined but all contributed to the whole raw area. Finally the last strokes landed and he gave a great scream which echoed round the dungeon and his cock spurted its juices without a hand touching it as he finally orgasmed. He was taken down and led to a bench at the side where he was administered to.

Now the first lady stepped forth. She was about twenty five and had a well formed body with strong thighs and her buttocks swelled out prominently while her bush was a dark ginger colour. She had well formed breasts with large nipples whose state showed that she was already prepared. She was to receive thirty-six strokes of the cane while bending over an A frame. She bent over the frame and was fastened in position so that her toes just touched the floor and her bum was standing out from the frame. The two caners took up their positions and I could see that they were not using the lightweight schoolroom cane I had received but a longer, straighter and thicker article which looked very fearsome. I felt the person beside me slip a hand inside my cloak and gently touch my cunt while a voice whispered "They are using the Headmaster canes." Meanwhile the other hand took one of mine and drew it inside theirs. I received a shock as I felt a stiff cock - I had assumed it was a lady - and I fastened my hand firmly round it. We watched the caning taking place with the two canes landing alternately with a brutal force from first one side and then the other. I was getting warm as I watched from the fingering I was receiving and I could tell that the cock in my hand was growing by the second. It was while we watching the second dozen when the man lifted me up and moved back to a corner of the cellar where I could see other couples and laid me down on amattress. He opened the front of both of our cloaks and I saw that his cock was now fully primed and I opened my legs for it. The caning had turned me on and as soon as he thrust into me I knew that he was ready as well. We moved back and forth thrusting and pushing trying to outdo each other in our energy until after I had come at least twice I felt him stiffen and give a final thrust before coming off into me. We lay back for a moment or two and then returned to our seats where the last half dozen strokes were about to be delivered on the woman's behind. The bum was a fiery red with white weals stretching across it from side to side and top to bottom. There were raw areas although they had not drawn blood. The sounds as the last strokes fell coupled with the way the bum was gradually turning purple had left everybody quiet and the way the woman cried out with these last strokes showed yet another flagellant under extreme emotion. The final two fell and she lay over the frame sobbing as she was unfastened. The more I saw of this group of people the more I was drawn to them. My Mistress had chosen well when she took me from a poor family to be her companion.

It was now the turn of the next man and he was fastened to the wall while a whip with many tails was applied to his back and bum. I was told that this was called a 'cat o' nine tails' and had been used in the Royal Navy for punishment. Again this man needed extreme punishment and as the first strokes landed scarring his back I felt a hand slip into mine and pull me away - it was my mistress and she led me away to one of the mattresses and whispered that this was not part of spanking and as she guessed I was wet we would have a session together. We unfastened our cloaks and went down in a sixty nine position with her on top. She was soon sucking my clit with her tongue while I had thrust my fingers far up into her quim. As I pushed in an out so she reacted in unison until finally her cum spurted onto my hand. Meanwhile my own body was reacting to her tongue until I came off with her licking up the spend as it came down. By now the flogging was ending and the man with a scarred and bloodstained back and buttocks was taken to the corner for treatment.

The second lady now stepped forward and unfastened her cloak. She was petite with dark hair and bush and had asked to be strapped for fifteen minutes. She said that she would cry out but no notice was to be taken of her and the strapping was to continue. Two ladies were called forward this time to take up the straps and place themselves each side of her. As soon as she was in position the strokes started. Every five seconds or so right or left landed and added to the colour of her bum until by the middle of the session it had turned to a fiery red. She was crying out for them to stop but nobody took any notice and stroke after stroke landed with metronomic regularity until by the end the bruising had turned blue and would soon be purple. She stood up stiffly after being unfastened and two cloaked bodies took her to the side and eased her pain. I had been fascinated with the various ways that people wanted to be punished and how some had such a high pain threshold. The man who had been flogged had shown no reaction as he was led away. I waited now for the last lady to show.

When she took her cloak off she was clearly a mature lady and as such although looking fairly slack in her bum and breasts was also well developed. She wanted thirty with the triple cane - this was something I had never seen so I was fascinated when it was brought out. It was a full length cane with three rods fastened at the top. If it struck then there would be three distinct marks where it landed. Because there was only one then she would be caned by one person for the first fifteen and then from the other side for the last fifteen. When she bent over I could tell that her bum was well scarred from previous encounters with the cane and I was sure that she would not flinch. The man started and as I predicted the triple cane was fierce as it landed and gave three marks for each blow. As I watched my hands went between my legs but again before I could really get started I was plucked from my place by a man's hand. He drew me to the mattresses and opened my cloak as he lay me down. As he towered over me I saw that his was a magnificent cock long and thick, bending slightly at the top while the head was exposed with a dribble of pre-cum oozing from it. I took it in my mouth and ran it round with my tongue before drawing it down to my cunt lips. I was worried as this was a bigger cock than I had seen before and I was not sure whether I could take it all so soon after my deflowering but I helped him as he pushed home and, although it filled me up, I enjoyed the way it spread me wide and found my upper reaches. I wrapped my legs round him and we started moving together slowly. He was pushing down as I thrust upwards to meet him and because we had both (I assumed) already had sessions we were in no hurry to end our fuck. Minute by minute we built up speed until, after what seemed an age, we came to climax. I could tell that he was nearing completion as he was getting excited and panting and I had already had one orgasm and was building up to a massive final one when I heard his cry as he gave a massive thrust which seemed to drive up past my womb before his spurts inundated me. This was the end and I was now so tired that after he had removed his cock that I remained in my place not even getting up to see the end of the final lady..

I didn't stay for the last caning but returned to my room and slept the sleep of the dead for the rest of the night.

Over the next few years Lady Brackenbury and I had a good time moving from one aristocratic house to another to indulge our passions with like minded people and I shall be continuing these adventures in subsequent books.