We went upstairs to our rooms and got undressed. On every bed was a hooded gown with a rope belt which everybody had to wear, being naked underneath.
We walked down the stairs and, although I had had adventures with Lady Brackenbury for nearly a year now, my heart was pounding because I was sure that I was moving into new experiences. It was not fear, because nothing which had happened had led me to believe that I would not enjoy everything, but it was the unknown. I felt a hand slipped into mine and when I looked I saw my partner of earlier was walking beside me smiling at me.
"My name is Fay, this is the first weekend I have been to and I am a little nervous I hope that I do not let anybody down."
I smiled back:"I am Mabel, Lady Brackenbury's companion, and I have been with her nearly a year now but this is the first time I have been allowed to join in this weekend party. Always before I have been sent away."
We entered the cellar and Lady Brackenbury assembled everybody in a circle.
"Ladies, I welcome you to this special weekend. I am particularly pleased to welcome those who are here for the first time. I will explain the pattern of events but first say that nothing is banned in this room. We have everything needed to give a complete experience. If you look at the tables you will find some rather interesting instruments which you may like to try later. First though it is time for the initiation of half of the newcomers - the rest are tomorrow night. I have in my hand two bowls. Each novice takes one paper from each bowl. The first is the instrument to be used and the second the number of strokes - where you receive them is your choice. When we have finished with the newcomers the rest of us will draw lots for our place in the queue and again half today and half tomorrow. Sir Peter and Mr Richards will be the men who deal with us. They will also be available between times to assist any ladies who need relief and cannot obtain it any other way. Now let us begin. Novices forward - red papers are tonight, blue papers tomorrow."
I moved forward and took my papers. I saw that I was number one tonight and was to receive three dozen with the cane. When everybody was served Lady Brackenbury collected the order and told me to strip. She asked me where I wanted to be caned and I said on the frame. She nodded, told me to remove my gown and move forward. I climbed the frame and held on while my ankles and wrists were fastened. A belt was placed round my waist so that I could not move and I prepared myself. I saw that it was Sir Percy and knew that I was in for a 'punishing' evening.
I heard the sound of the cane before a searing pain coursed through my body. The shock of the first stroke was not over before the second landed just above the first. I knew that this was harder and more intense than anything I had ever received before but soon I found that the pain seemed to retreat as I absorbed the strokes while rubbing my pudenta against the ridge of the crossbar. Each stroke landed in a new spot and the burning senation covered the whole of the bum cheeks while the warmth of orgasm was enveloping me. Suddenly there was a pause and I felt my bumm being rubbed. Sir Percy whispered asking if I was Ok as I still had a long way to go. I nodded and taking up his position began to lay on again. My pain threshold had improved over the year and I was beginning to enjoy the strokes as they were laid on. This time I had relaxed into myself sooner and it was not long before I felt the juices running down my legs as I felt the warmth of my orgasm - I was not yet ready to climax but I knew that it would not be long before I did. The cane ceased its strokes and I returned to reality with a fierce burning in my buttocks while Sir Percy caressed them. He told me that it was time for the last six strokes and I should prepare myself. I steeled myself and then felt the kiss of the cane before he struck. Again the painwas intense and I felt myself moaning. The next strokes was on top of a previous one and I wanted to cry out but held back. Then the last four were delivered with force so that I finally climaxed with the last impact and screamed as I tried to arch my back before slumpingin my bonds. Thre was a cheering and clapping and the ladies crowded round as I ws released. I felt a small hand in mine and my friend Amy took me away from them over to the bed.
My buttocks felt bruised and battered but the euphoria which always follows after a session with the rod now had me in its grip and soon Amy and I were entwined on the bed kissing and rubbing our pubes and breasts together as we enjoyed intimacy. Eventually we rested and looked towards the centre of the room where the next novice was being fastened to the wall. For her it was the birch and she was to receive two dozen strokes from Mr Richards. He had already taken it out of the brina and was shaking the tips. This was the first time I had seen a birching and Amy and I sat there enthralled. It was different to the cane as the birch hissed through the air but landed with a soft sound not a thud. I could see though that although the sound was insignificant the cumulative effect soon turned the buttocks into a raw battlefield with thin marks stretching and criss-crossing in all directions. By the end of the first twelve strokes the marks around the sides had turned into pinpoints of blood which Mr Richards wiped away before he resumed. By the end I knew that this was one instrument that I must try sometime as watching it had had an erotic effect far beyond the obvious pain it caused.
Then it was Amy's turn and I kissed her as she moved forwards. She was tall and elegant with a magnificent bum which flexed as she moved and her thighs were perfection as they ended at a prominent mons which had a delicate blonde fleece. She presented herself to Sir Percy and said that she wanted to be bent over the 'A' frame to receive the two dozen with the Lochgally tawse. She bent over and her hands and feet were fastened down so that her bum was fully clear of all obstruction. Sir percy lifted the tawse and brought it down with a crack. I shuddered as I flashed back in memory to my father and the way he had used it on me. I watched with fascination as each stroke thudded home. I watched as the bruises built on the bum with the edges of the tawse showing as lines which were raised. Sir Percy stopped after twelve strokes and massaged Amy's bum. He then raised the tawse again and was into the next twelve strokes. By the end Amy was sobbing quietly so as she was unfastened I took her back to the bed and comforted her. We took up some pomade on the edge of the bed and rubbed some in.
Now it was the turn of the 'regular' ladies to be dealt with and Amy and I moved forward as a very elegant lady stripped off her gown. She went up to Mr Richards and explained that she must be fastened to the ladder and was to receive five dozen with the whip. As she turned I saw with a gasp that her back was heavily scarred and it was clear that this was not the first time that she had received this treatment.
Mr Richards fastened her to the ladder with her arms and legs fully stretched in an 'X' position. He then took up the whip and swung it. I heard the hiss of the lashes and the thud as they struck. I saw her flinch and then the next and then the next lashed home as the whips curled round her dody. There must have been a dozen lashes to it and before the first dozen her back was heavily marked. Sir Percy took over for the next dozen from the other side and stroke by stroke the blows landed. Then the third dozen and the fourth before the final dozen were started. She was hanging now with her back bleeding from the wounds they had inflicted before the last hiss and thud as the final stroke powered home. Sir Percy obviously knew what to do next because he lowered her to the ground carried her across to the bed left her on her knees and unfastening his trousers showed that his cock was firm and prepared, parted her legs, and thrust home. She screamed with pleasure as he powered in and out until they both came to climax together and she then subsided waiting for her friends to come and deal with her back.
Now it was the turn of Lady Brackenbury - Mrs Crabbe had told me that she enjoyed this experience two or three times a year although this would be the first since I had joined her service. I watched and waited beside Amy to see what wa to happen. A wood frame like a horse was moved into the centre of the room and as I looked at it carefully I saw that the saddle had what appeared to be a spike rising from it. As I watched Lady B removed her gown and went to the horse. She was helped into the saddle as as her legs spread so the spike disappeared. I understood then that it was shaped like a phallus and she had taken it into her cunt. She then bent forward as though in a riding position and Sir Percy and Mr Richards took up their places on either side of her armed with long fearsome looking riding crops. Lady B cried out '"Away" and immediately the two men belaboured her bum with the crops. The stripes were laid on with firmness and speed so that it was impossible to count them. Within a minute or two the bum cheeks were violently markes with the weals criss-crossing as the tow chheks received equal treatment. Lady B. cried out but still the crops rose and fell alternately while I could see that the damage was now leaving raw areas which would soon start to bleed. Lady B was rising and falling in the saddle as she took her pleasure on the spike until with two final cuts the two men stopped.. Lady B. held out her arms to them and they lifted her down and passed her across to her friends. She was shuddering with what appeared to be pleasure and was almost in an erotic trance.
Another lady clapped her hands and:
"Ladies and gentlemen. This was the last for tonight. Now take you pleasure."
Within seconds everybody was out of their gowns and the two men were naked. Some of the ladies admired their upstanding private parts while others joined hands and moved to the couches at the side. Sir Percy came across to Amy and I and bowing asked if he could join us and we both ageed eagerly. He lay back and Amy went down with her mouth on his cock while I offered up my quim to his mouth. I felt his tongue search out my clitty and then slip farther into me until it seemed that it was in the upper reaches. We continued for several minutes until he sat up and taking his cock in his hand bent Amy over and pushed it into her anus. She squealed as she felt herself split by his massive tool but I gently frigged her clitty and cunt with my fingers. Soon she was moaning with satisfaction and the bed was creaking in unison to their movements as he thrust home. They kept this up for several minutes before he removed his cock with a plop and taking me spread my legs wide to take him in. I was eager to see how far his cock would go and gasped as I felt it drive high into me. I wrapped my legs round him and thrust back as he shafted me. It seemed to go on forever until he pulled out and taking his cock in his hand rubbed it above my body until the spunk spurted out in great gouts which covered my breasts and face. Amy bent over me laughing and licking said that I could not keep it all for myself.
Sir Percy stood up and whispered that he would not have two better bouts all evening but now he must offer satisfaction elseware. Amy and I lay back relaxed and gently fondling each other as we watched the others. We were fascinated by one couple where one lady was strapping on what appeared to be a man's cock which she presented to the cunt of her companion. I could tell that they were both getting pleasure from it and their bout seemed to go on forever. Amy whispered that we should try one of them and getting up she went across to the side bench where there were several spares. She came back giggling and I helped here into the harness. It went between her legs and fastened round the back as well as having a belt for the waist. When she was adorned I could see that this was a mighty pole and I would need to be on my metal to accept it. I lay back and as Amy knelt across me I took the head which felt cold and hard and presented it to my cunt. Amy pressed forward as I pushed up and soon I felt the thickness of the pole as it spread my cunt wide.It was not unpleasant however and soon as Amy moved more and more I felt the warmth and pleasure I always had from being fucked. This time there was no man to stop, leaving me unsatisfied, when he ejaculated and so I had wave after wave of orgasms which seemed to go on for ever and ever so that I was bathed in persperation and the juices were making my cunt more and more slippery. Eventually Amy slipped ou of me and said that she was exhausted and now it was my turn.
I buckled the harness into place and she knelt and presented her buttocks to me saying that she wanted it in her anus. I was a little worried as I knew the size of the dildo but we put plenty of pomade on the end and inside her anus and gradually it slipped home. She groaned at first but eventually she accepted the full length and I began. In and out, in and out my speed was erratic as I had never done this before but soon established a rhythm which satisfied us both. I saw that Amy was playing with her cunt as I thrust and we both found much satisfaction in the knowledge that we did not need a man to penetrate us as we could do it together. Like all good things the final climax and exhaustion stopped us as I gently removed the dildo, unstrapped it and placed it in a bowl of water nearby. Now Mrs Crabbe came over and told me that the evening was finishing and that Lady Brackenbury wanted me to take her to her room and soothe her ravaged bum. I told Amy where my room was and left with Lady Brackenbury.
We went up to her room and she lay naked face down on the bed while I inspected the damage she quizzed me on how I had enjoyed the evening. I told her very much and she explained that these special sessions were not for the 'faint hearted' but that she found that she needed them occasionally. Would I be able to do the same for her with the help of Mrs Crabbe. I felt that I could with practice but I was not sure that I could deal the very vicious cropping she had received. Now I took up some ointment and gently massaged it into her buttocks. She winced at first but soon relaxed as I massaged it in. Soon she was asleep and I pulled the cover over her and left her for the night.
As I got into my own bed I looked back on a memorable year. When Lady B had seen my dad tanning my bum I never expected the route I should follow.There will be further instalements of 'A Victorian Household' soon