A Victorian Household - Part 7
By
The Disciplinarian

Morning came and we all three woke up and washed before going downstairs. We were dressed in the wrap-arounds of the day before. We went into breakfast and again ate silently while the men chatted to each other about various exploits. After breakfast Lord Charles tapped on the table and called everybody to order.
"Gentlemen, the first order of the day is the punishment of Veronica. This is to be a severe flogging as a reminder that nothing about the 'Maison' is to spoken about outside these walls. You all know the results if anybody is caught gossiping. Veronica stand up before us and explain your behaviour."
Veronica looking very apprhensive stood and faced the men.
"Lord Charles and gentlemen I am sorry for what I did and am willing to accept any punishment which you deem I deserve. I know I have let everybody down and promise that it will not happen again."
She curtseyed and left the room. All of this was new to me and I was not sure what would happen next but Lord Charles told us to go to Veronica and prepare her. We stood up and went to a room I had not yet seen. Veronica was standing outside and Lord Charles unlocked the door with a key he carried on a chain and when the door was opened we entered. I gasped because I had not seen a room like this before. In the centre was a table with straps fitted while on one wall was a line of ladders which also had straps hanging from them. A further wall had chains with bracelets dangling from them and on the final wall was an array of instruments of punishment which included many I knew and some which were unknown to me. Two of the ladders were moved forward and fastened together to make an inverted 'V'. Two of the girls stripped Veronica and led her to the ladder. She climbed up one step and the stretched her hands as high as she could. A girl fastened her hands so that they were pulled to their full extent and in doing so she had to stand on tip toe with her thighs and calces taut. This made her buttocks rigid and made any punishment even more severe. When she was in position one of the ladies was sent to fetch the rest of the men and the came and sat around the sides of the room while we had to stand facing the back of Veronica. Lord Charles then went to the wall and fetched a whip with a leather stock and a long lash. He cracked it through the air once or twice to get it supple and then taking up his position thrashed it across Veronica's back. Immediately a red line showed its track as it curled round her body. Again and again he beat her - I counted five strokes, ten, fifteen , twenty, twenty-five and then thirty until Veronica's back was a mass of raw red lines which were beginning to seep blood. He then stopped and told us to wipe her back. Veronica was crying loudly because the punishment was brutal but Lord Charles was not finished yet. He called one of the men forward and told him that she was to have thirty strokes with the punishment cane on her buttocks - at present untouched.
The man collected the cane which was about four foot long and made of rattan. It had knots along its length which would add to the pain. Veronica was taken down from the ladder and fastened across the bench. This had padding across it so that her buttocks were raised and I knew that the whiteness of them would not last when the caning started. "WHIPP!!, CRACKK!!" the cane lashed down and sunk deeply into her buttocks before bouncing back "WHIPP!!, CRACKK!!", "WHIPP!!, CRACKK!!", "WHIPP!!, CRACKK!!". Stroke by stroke he thrashed her with her buttocks changing from white to red and then a fiery colour before the marks turned purple. The first dozen were painful, and the second had her screaming with the pain but the final twelve landed on an area so bruised that no further damage could be seen. At last it was finished and Veronica was released to us ladies to be cleaned up. She was shaking with the shock and pain but, as she stood up, she curtseyed to Lord Charles and again apologised for her error. Lord Charles nodded then beckoned me over. I walked towards him and he swung me round bent me over the table and lifted the back of my costume so that my buttocks were exposed. I felt his fingers search out my wet pussy and then his cock thrust into me. After the punishment I was ready for this and found it difficult to stand still while he thrust in and out of my eager vagina. Both of us were ready and it was not long before I felt him stiffen and with a final push spurt high into my insides. He withdrew spanked my bottom once and sent me on my way.
I left to join the other girls who were surrounding Veronica who was laying face down sobbing quietly. Amy and another girl were rubbing oil into the weals across her back while another girl was massaging her bum with the same oil. It was scented and seemed to have a healing effect. We had just finished when I heard a gong ring and all the girls except Veronica stand up and walk towards the door. I joined them and we went down a long corridor to a room where the open doors were covered by hung curtains. We walked through and I gasped. The interior of the room was luxurious with heavy carpets and drapes while around the walls were sofas and daybeds. Tables were laid some with dood and some with a range of intruments of punishment. The final piece was that the men of the party lounged on chairs and daybeds stark naked waiting for us to arrive. It did not need much imagination to guess what was to happen. The doors were shut and we found ourselves grabbed and taken by one of the group to a sofa. I did not know whether its was luck, or judgement, but my first partner was Lord Charles for the second time this weekend. He drew me to a day-bed and lay me across his lap where he proceeded to spank my bum firmly with his hand. The soreness of the night before was still present but the firm hand on my bum and the sting soon gave me a glow which I guessed was reciprocated as I felt his cock swelling beneath me. Soon he swung me round and parted his legs so that I saw his full thick cock at full stand with its purple knob already oozing with precum. I knelt in front of him and took it in my mouth sucking the juice while licking my tongue around the tip. I then tried to take the whole length inside my mouth but it was too big. A few minutes of this play with my hands caressing his ball sac and he stood up bent me over the end of the bed and parted my bum cheeks. He slipped his cock into my pussy for one or two quick strokes before, well lubricated with my juices, he eased out and I felt it touch my anus. I prepared myself for him by trying to relax and then felt the pain as he entered me stretching my anal muscles until I had finally accepted the full length and thickness. He paused for a moment before, holding my hips with his hands,he drove in an out with powerful thrusts My warmness had now become ecstacy and and my legs felt weak while by breasts and nipples became taut as he drove his cock home. I let one of my hands touch my citoris and massaged it until I felt his legs quiver, his hands tighten and a final thrust as he came inside me. I heard him withdraw with a soft 'plop' before we sat back and watched the others. The room was a riot of passion as the girls were being rogered in all their orifices. One girl had three men while another was being caned . Eventually it ceased and Lord Charles invited everybody to eat and drink before getting dressed. He finally spoke:
"Gentlemen, an excellent weekend I am sure that you will agree and I hope to welcome you all in one month's time. Ladies, to our next meeting, your carriages will be at the door in one hour to take you home."
We were dressed and waiting for the carriage when he came to the door and beckoned me aside.
"You have now been with us for a weekend. Do you wish to return? Remember the choice is yours."
I thought for a moment but there was no hesitation in my mind and I answered:
Thank you Lord Stephen I would like to return next time."
"Good. You have seen what happens to girls who talk about us out of turn, and I would add that a similar fate awaits any of my male companions however you have my permission to tell Lady Brackenbury something of what occurred. She is a remarkable woman and I would enjoy her and you visiting me one weekend for a private visit. Please rell her this and say I await her reply. Say nothing of this to your companions when they ask you what we have been talking about. Now you may go."
Fay, Amy and I climbed into the carriage and left the 'Mansion'. It had been painful but enjoyable and I knew that I would be back.
When I arrived home Lady Brackenbury ws eagerly waiting and I told her what had transpired, and the message from Sir Stephen. She made me lay on the bed turned up my dress and looked at my buttocks taking up some cream and massaging it into them while we talked.
"I think I might take up that offer. Would you like to return in two weks with me?"
I agreed as I had found Lord Charles a fascinating man and I was loking forward to exploring my sensual side further with him.

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