A Victorian Household - Part 8 Part 2
By
The Disciplinarian

Our session had started earlier in the evening and I again looked at the paper to see who was next. Lord Charles had dealt with Lady Brackenbury and I had been thrashed by Peter - as my bum bore a throbbing witness to. So now Marion was going to whip John. She looked to have a firm arm and I was sure that his bum would feel it by the end.

1st. Lord Charles - crop/cane on Lady Brackenbury 6 x 6 = 36 strokes with each.
2nd. Peter - strap/cane on Mabel 5 x 6 = 30 strokes with each.
3rd. Marion - whip/birch on John 3 x 5 = 15 strokes with each.
4th. Mabel - cane/hand on Mabel Richard 4 x 6 = 24 strokes with each.
5th. Muriel - cane/birch on Jane.
6th. Richard - hand/crop on John 4x 4 = 16 strokes with each.
7th. Lady Brackenbury - Cane/strap on Lord Charles 6 x 4 = 24strokes with each.
8th. Peter - hand/cane on Marion 5 x 4 = 20 strokes with each
9th. Jane etc., etc.,

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Without any embarrasment Marion and John came to the centre of the room. Marion had a martinet in her hand. This was similar to the French ladies version except that there were twenty or more thongs eighteen inches long and each one was of leather. Mabel knew that this was a serious instrument and John would remember its message when she had finished with him. Looking slightly apprehensive John took up his position and listened as Marion swung the whip. It sizzled through the air as Marion took a couple of practice swings before "SWISHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!" the throngs wrapped themselves round John's bum covering both cheeks in a net of leather. "SWISHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWISHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!" Marion brought the whip down twice more with the same force as the first stroke. As she lifted it for further blow the results of the first strokes were manifest with dozens of lines criss crossing the bum. "SWISHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWISHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!". We had all received the whip and knew that the first few strokes were but a prelude to the pain as the whipping continued. The individual lashes were as nothing but with twenty upon twenty upon twenty they soon searched out the few areas still untouched until the whole bum was a mass of thin lines which became more painful as they were joined by the later strokes. John was very still and had not flinched but eventually after a dozen lashes "SWISHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWISHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!" Marion's persistance caused him to react. He tensed his bum and grabbed the arms of the chair fiercely as the effect built. Marion saw this and made sure that the final three found their target with accuracy and power and it was a very relieved John who stood up to receive his prize. His cock was already erect but Marion went down on her knees to take it in her mouth and bring it to full hardness before backing over to a sofa and sitting back with her legs open and the coral space presented to him. He thrust in with a vengance and Marion cried out as she felt him lodge high inside her sippery pussy. She locked her legs round his body and John thrust away with a will while she cried out to him to 'Fuck me, Fuck me' bucking and squealing under him. It could not last and before many minutes had passed they both came with a massive heave as he gave a final thrust and she a last squeeze to drain him. They collasped back side by side onto the floor and I could see through her parted legs the cum oozing out from her pussy lips where he had proved his manhood.
Lord Charles raised his hands.:
"Ladies and gentlemen I think that we are all ready for bed. Remember that we still have two more days and nights som there is plenty of time for bums to be dealt with. I am retiring with Lady Brackenbury and I suggest you take a partner and change your battlefield for the rest of the night. If you want to use any of the instruments in your play please take them with you. Now Goodnight and breakfast is at 11am."
At that, barely covered by their cloaks the two of them swalked off hand in hand. Peter made straight for me, took my hand, and after my first taste of his cock I was happy to join him and we left the scene for our bedroom.
We grabbed a strap and went upstairs to our room where Peter slipped my and his own gown off. I could see that his cock was erect and ready for business and I slipped down and took it in my mouth. The nut was purple and the slit at the end dribbled with precum. I licked the head and then took the whole length in my mouth drawing it slowly out while playing with his balls. I felt him jerk as I touched them but I continued sucking and caressing the vein at the back of the cock. I could soon tell that he was fully primed and I wanted it in my cunt so I threw myself on my back on the bed and spread my legs wide. He took the hint and with a single thust he impaled me right up to my womb. I was so full that I was gasping for air but soon settled and enjoyed revriving his powerful thrusts. He had a cock which slipped out to the rim before slipping back to fill me . At times as he teased me I thought that he was going to leave me but gradually he becaome more urgent, as I did, until with a final thrust he powered home spurting away while I felt him inundate me with his spunk. He eased out and lay back on the bed while we hugged and kissed. Our mouths opened and his tongue flicked mine before we explored each others mouth.
After a few minutes Peter turned me face down and I felt his hands explore the weals across my bum gently running his fingers across the bumps. I asked him to get the ointment from the side table and rub some in which he did his hands soothing my buttocks as he massaged and caressed me. As he worked away I felt his fingers also explore my pussy lips and clitty until he pushed his fingers inside to climb through my interior. He gently rubbed his fingers backwards and forwards across the ridges inside me so that I squeezed on his fingers. It could not last and I felt a hot flush as emotions welled up and overwhelmed me and I heard myself cry out as the spend ran down my vagina and over his fingers. He removed his fingers and we both licked the juices form them. The rest of the night passed as pleasantly for both of us and it was late morning before we decided to rise for breakfast..
After breakfast Lady Brackenbury and I went for a walk in the gardens and she told me about her night.
'When I retired with Lord Charles to his room he told me to bend over while he inspected the results of the crop and he expressed surprise that I was not more marked. I said "My dear man I have been a flagellant for twenty or more years and three dozen with the crop is just a taster. I shall expect twenty with this cane before I deal with you. Please start now and lay it on.
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I handed him the cane I had brought upstairs and bent over. I think he was surprised because it was a punishment cane NOT a nursery cane but laid it across my bum before cracking it home. Mabel, I cannot tell you how superb he was. Each stroke was drawn out to its fullest as he took his time while he worked me from the bottom of my bum to the top. As I was bent over I could see him measuring my bum and then that exquisite moment, the whistle as the cane lashed, down followed by the explosion of pain coursing through my body. He did not let up and the pain turned into that emotion which only we supreme flagellants feel and, when he threw the cane down and said that I had received two dozen, I was disappointed as I was just into the total subjection which invades our bodies at this time. I will ask if you can take lessons from him Mabel because he makes all other floggers novices. Now come into these bushes and I will show you what he did.'
We went into a grove of bushes and she held up her dress. She was wearing no drawers and I was not surprised because her bum was so swollen and ridged that it looked like a ploughed field while the colour was a deep purple. I knew that she needed me to tend her and I suggested that we went to her room while I rubbed some cream in while she continued her story. She agreed and we made our way upstairs to her bedroom where she undressed and lay face down on the bed with her head in her hands while I tended to her bum. As I rubbed the cream in so she continued
'Charles now said that he was offering himself into my hands but he was sure that his fortitude would not equal mine. He then bent over and I was offered a superb bum, still white and untended, for me to play my tattoo on. I inspected it closely and massaged it feeling his balls and the sac which hung down between his legs before, after a quick rub of his cock, I took the cane up and presented it to his bum. Mabel I really laid into him with a will and he took it all just grunting after about the tenth stroke. His bum soon turned red and then the lines assumed that purple hue we are all aware of. I rested and felt his bum and cock again. The cock was firm and standing by now but he told me that he needed at least another dozen. What a pleasure it was to deal with a genuine member of our fraternity who enjoyed both giving and taking and I made sure with the last dozen that he took it in full. By the end he was wriggling and groaning with every stroke but gave no other signs.
As soon as I had finished he stood up and I could tell that sore as he was he was primed for action and throwing myself back on the bed I offered myself for sacrifice! He needed no urging and was soon up between my spread legs and he shafted me superbly with his cock thrusting high up insde me until I felt I could take no more. We then matched each other with him thrusting while I wrapped my legs round him and pushed back. He had magnificent staying power and it was several minutes before we cried enough and as I squeezed him so he gave one last thrust and the gouts of cum filled me and more. He told me that it was the best ever and he was glad that he had invited me.
The rest of the night continued in the same way and by morning both of us were sore and exhausted. His cock because of the work it had put in, and me because he had tested every orifice to the full.'
I will continue this weekend in a further part - Part 3 There will be further instalments of 'A Victorian Household' soon