Spanking Stories - A Victorian Household 8 Part 1

A Victorian Household 8
Lord Charles Invites Lady Brackenbury

By
The Disciplinarian

Our life in London had continued in a predicable manner with my Mistress visiting friends, shopping and also visits to the theatre until one evening she called me to her and said:
"Mabel, you and I will be going away for the weekend. I have decided to take up the offer of Lord Charles and we shall be travelling down on Friday. Prepare everything ready for Lord Charles coach to collect us at midday Friday. You know I am really looking forward to this weekend."
Like my mistress I was very excited and and the next few days seemed to drag until finally Friday arrived and sure enough at midday the coach was waiting at the door for us. We entered and travelled for several hours before we reached the mansion where Lord Charles came out to greet us.
"Lady Brackenbury I am glad that you have agreed to join us for the weekend. Mabel I know from her previous visit and am sure she will enjoy the entertainment. Please come in and the footman will take your cases to your rooms while we have a drink in the morning room."
We followed him into the house and entered a room I remembered from my previous visit where drinks were waiting on a side table. Lord Charles invited us to sit and then taking a chair he explained:
"Lady Brackenbury I know from your reputation that you are an 'aficionado' of the rod and, having seen Mabel in action recently, I decided to invite you both to a small intimate gathering of friends. I can promise you sore bottoms but good company and plenty of entertainment. If you like to go to your rooms and get freshened up and dressed for dinner we meet at 7:30 for a convivial drink before dinner. Finally do not be surprised at anything you see. I will get the footman to show you to your rooms and there you will find a maid to assist you."
They all stood up and Lord Charles pulled a bell cord which was answered by a footman who was detailed to escort them to their rooms.
They went uptairs and I joined Lady Brackenbury in her room to help her bathe and change her clothes. When she was naked she looked at herself in the mirror and mused what her bum would be like after this weekend...
"You know Mabel my bum is itching for a good thrashing you remember our visit to the brothel. That was the last time my bum was really tested."
I helped her dress and then made my own toilet before we went downstairs to the drawing room. Whwn we arrived our host welcomed us and we saw that there were only two more ladies and three gentlemen present. Clearly this was to be a very selct party. We had a glass of wine and then went into dinner where the food was excellent and conversation was general. Nothing was said of why we were here until dinner was finished and we were drinking coffee. Lord Charles tapped the table and conversation ceased.
"Ladies and gentlemen. You can guess why we are here but let me expand on the weekend. All of us enjoy using, and receiving, the rod! You have been invited as a select group to take part in a wekend of flagellation. We shall all both give and receive and I am sure more than this will be forthcoming. Anything goes but we shall have formal sessions where we draw lots for using and receiving the rod and I shall not expect anybody to draw back in either direction. If you do not feel that you can fulfil your part then You may leave immediately but knowing most of you from personal experience and the others by repute I do not think that I need worry about that. Before we start I would inform you that my staff are also engaged because of their affinity to the rod and in a moment you will have a display of their prowess. After this exhibition return to your rooms and change into the robes provided and then we will meet in the retiring room on the opposite side of the hall. If noboy has any questions we will begin. Good, then Lady Brackenbury if you would be so kind as to pull the bell cord we can sit back."
Soon after the bell had been rung the door opened and a man and woman entered dressed in long robes. They came to the centre of the room and bowed before drawing a long bench from the wall. They then removed their gowns and stood naked in front of the group. The girl was buxom with well formed buttocks and breasts while her pubic area was covered by a thick black fleece. Her colleague was several inches taller and slimmer although his buttocks were firm and fleshy and he appeared to have a long cock although it was still soft and shielded by his pubic hair. His ball-sac hung down low and was well filled.
Lord Charles asked:
"Well John who is first?"
"Mary is to receive first Sir. If you are ready we will begin."
Mary smiled and came forward to the bench where she bent forward holding the end while she lay along it. Her bum was raised as the ridge across the centre of the bench forced them up. John fastened straps across her back and knees so that she could not move and then went to a corner table and lifted a wicked looking cane. He swished it through the air a few times and then resteded it on Mary's buttocks which tensed. "WHIPPP!!", "CRACKKK!!", the first stroke made a sharp connection with her bum cheeks sinking deeply home and leaving a white line as the cane returned to its position. The line turned red before "WHIPPP!!", "CRACKKK!!", the next stoke fell."WHIPPP!!", "CRACKKK!!", "WHIPPP!!", "CRACKKK!!", the cane powered home. "WHIPPP!!", "CRACKKK!!", "WHIPPP!!", "CRACKKK!!". By now the lines were forming as ridges across the bum and the early red was turning to a deep purple but Mary was wriggling with pleasure. As John struck "WHIPPP!!", "CRACKKK!!", "WHIPPP!!", "CRACKKK!!", "WHIPPP!!", "CRACKKK!!", "WHIPPP!!", "CRACKKK!!", again and again and again so she squealed with her body bucking. John was clearly enjoying himself as slowly but surely his cock rose from its nest until it stuck out like an iron bar with the purple head forced out of its hood. The ladies murmured as they watched. "WHIPPP!!", "CRACKKK!!", "WHIPPP!!", "CRACKKK!!", "WHIPPP!!", "CRACKKK!!", "WHIPPP!!", "CRACKKK!!", more and more painful strokes landed until with a final "CRACKKK"" the cane whipped in for its final strokes. Mary was crying out but it was with pleasure as well as pain. John unfastened her and then bent her over the end of the table before taking his rigid cock in hand and thrusting it home into the wet, warm pussy puxhing until it was fully lodged almost lifting her off her feet. He took her hips in his hands and began to power in and out while the guests clapped in unison with his thrusts. For Mabel it was exhilerating and she knew that she was open to anything which would happen at the weekend. She saw that her mistress had lifted her skirts while her hands fumbled for her pussy while serveral of the men had their cocks in hand. Mabel decided however that she would wait while her body was preparing itself for the events. She watched as the couple reached their respective climaxes and as she watched there were three or four final thrusts before they collapsed across the table. John was gasping while Mary was sobbing with pleasure.
"Well done you two. You can leave us now and tomorrow it is Mary's turn to deal with you John. Ladies and gentlemen shall we go an prepare?"
He stood up and led the rest of the party from the room and upstairs to change.
Mabel joined lady Brackenbury and the her mistress asked her how she felt about the weekend.
"Fantastic Madam."
The two ladies undressed and removed all their clothes until they were stark naked.Lady Brackenbury twisted and turned and admired her bum cheeks in the pier mirror tapping it once or twice. They then took up the cloaks on the bed and putting them on fastened the sashes and leaving the bedroom walked down to the room where the rest were assembling. They each took a drink and stood and chatted with the others until their host arrived.
"I am pleased to see that we are all assembled and ready. I suggest that we now show everybody what we have on offer."
As he was speaking he was unfastening his sash and then shrugged out of his gown until he stood thre naked. The rest followed suit and within seconds they were all naked and admiring each others bodies. The four ladies were all well built with firm buttocks which were built for the rod while they also had prominent mons with varying coloured pubic floss. The men had the buttocks of horsemen with strong thighs and calves and, although their cocks were still at rest they looked promising to the ladies. With firm and full buttocks they would be able to accept whatever was dealt out.
"Now it is time to draw for sessions. We draw two lots Red is being the flogger and Blue is being the flogged. The coloured disks are numbered with the first red being the first flogger and the first blue the first flogged. When you have your position each couple takes two cards from the pile which show the two instruments to be used. Finally there are two dice. These are shaken and their combined total is the number with each instrument. It sounds complicated but you will soon find out. I will keep a table of what is decided. The first instrument will be used now or tomorrow morning while the second instrument will be Saturday afternoon and Sunday
At this he took a sheet of paper and a piece of charcoal and made the lists the chart finished up like this.
Lord Charles, Peter, John, Richard, Lady B, Mabel, Jane, Muriel.

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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Now it was time to start and Lord Charles had one last word:
"We are now ready to begin and I would remind everybody that we are all disciples of the rod and although the number of strokes and the instruments being used are fierce NOBODY should draw back as we all need this for our ultimate satisfaction. You are also, of course, at liberty to indulge yourselves while watching us. Madam take your place please."
Lady Brackenbury showed all of her charms as she moved forward to bend over the end of an easy chair. She looked very elegant as she was bent over with her long legs and firm thighs mounted with a large firm bum. She gripped the arms of the chair and Lord Charles lifted the crop. It was a real whalebone crop without a flap at the end and, as he swished it, they heard is singing through the air. Three dozen strokes with any instrument was a fierce introduction but a genuine cropping would search out the most welcoming bum. All was ready and Lord Charles tapped her bottom and thenlifted the crop "SWISHHH!!", "WHIPPP!!" a red line balzed across the bum - the weekend had started. "SWISHHH!!", "WHIPPP!!", "SWISHHH!!", "WHIPPP!!". The party gathered round to watch as the crop played on Lady Brackenbury's bum. Line after line appeared as the strokes landed "SWISHHH!!", "WHIPPP!!", "SWISHHH!!", "WHIPPP!!". Lady Brackenbury had not moved but they could see by the flexing of her thighs and the way her back arched that she was already going into herself in the way that the true flagellant did as she gradually absorbed the pain and drew out her erotic feelings. "SWISHHH!!", "WHIPPP!!", "SWISHHH!!", "WHIPPP!!". They all knew that now she would take every stroke of the crop however many she received. By now over two dozen had landed and her bum was scarred with the violence of the assault. Ridges were raised in all directions and the whole area was turning purple and blue. Lord Charles stopped for a moment to feel the bum cheeks before stepping back to continue he glanced round and saw with amusement that although they were watching him there were several hands on cocks and in pussies playing a merry tune.
He rubbed his sweaty palm and gripped the crop again. Lady Brackenbury was moaning and wriggling as she waited for him to continue. "SWISHHH!!", "WHIPPP!!", "SWISHHH!!", "WHIPPP!!", "SWISHHH!!", "WHIPPP!!", "SWISHHH!!", "WHIPPP!!", as he lashed her bum with the crop landing on the already sore criss crossed lines. By now his cock was already standing to attention and he gently rubbed it before "SWISHHH!!", "WHIPPP!!", "SWISHHH!!", "WHIPPP!!" the last two strokes landed. He threw the crop down and lifted Lady Brackenbury up before laying her on her back. She moaned as her sore bum touched the carpet but spread her legs wide and taking his cock in her hand presented it to her gaping pussy. He urgently thrust home causing her to cry out as his cock drove high into her. Her legs locked round his back and she joined him in urgently reciprocating his thrusts. They grunted as they bucked and pumped against each other and it was obvious that they could not last for long and it was with a great cry that Lord Charles rose and drove home for the final time pumping his come into her. Lady Brackenbury cawed with pleasure and the rest of the group clapped them as the lay back side by side panting as they recovered from their exertions.
Sir Charles turned to Lady B and said:
"I had heard you were good but I did not understand how good. I am exhausted."
Lady B. turned towards him and laid her hand on his cock.
"My dear man that is only for starters. I hope that I shall be joining you for the rest of the night."
He laughed:
"Madam I would take nobody else!".

Now it was my turn and Peter walked across to me bowing from the waist taking my hand and lifting me up. As he stood in front of me I saw that his cock was already slightly raised although not fully erect. He led me over to the chair and with a bum and thighs which were already tingling I took my place leaning over the back and gripping the arms tightly. I felt his hands smooth and caress my bum with gentle hands before he picked up a strap and swished it through the air. Out of the corner of my eye I saw it and was apprehensive when I noted that it was about two foot long and four inches wide, very supple and well oiled.
I took a deep breath and then "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!" I felt a searing pain as the first stroke landed crossing both buttocks and wrapping around the sides. "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!". Two more landed and I felt the power of his arm as the breath was driven from my body. A warm feeling began to course through my body "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!" the blows landed every few seconds and I felt the sting of each one as he paused to allow the maximum effect. My bum throbbed and the sting was turning to that pain which only the true flagellant enjoys. I felt Peter move behind me and massage my bum sending tingles up and down my body when he touched my pussy before returning to his place "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!". An expert he messured his strokes to have the maximum effect and cover the greatest area so that I could tell that not one inch of my bum had been missed. "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!" the blows continued but by now I was enclosed in that inner warmth which transcends and codifies the pain. It coursed through my body and anything else seemed to be happening to somebody outside me. I knew that I wanted him to go on and on as "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!", "SWOOSHHH!!", "SPLATTT!!" the strap rained down. Finally the last stroke lashed home and as I lay there I saw two of the ladies coming towards me to touch the marks but I knew what I wanted and in spite of the pain I opened up by bum cheeks so that Peter could bugger me and I soon felt his hard gristle probing my tight anus. I urged him on, relaxed my muscles and thrust back to assist him until I felt myself totally opened up and his long cock probing my insides. I cried out that he must hurry and as he began to push in and out I felt a tongue inside my pussy and looking down found that Jane,one of the other ladies, was reaming me out with her tongue lapping up the cum which was oozing out and stimulating my clitty. never with my Mistress or her friends had I ever reached such a high and in my pleasure I seemed to tower over the group looking at them from my pleasure. Then I was brought to earth as Peter gasped and said that he could not hold longer. His grip on my hips tightened and he drove in and out faster and faster while I bucked under him until with a final thrust I felt gouts of warm sperm inundate my insides and Jane thrust her tongue up into me causing yet another spend. I cried out with pleasure while the rest joined me hugging and kissing me, or shaking my hand in the case of the men.

It was now time for Marion and John to take my place but this will be continued in Part 2 of "Lord Charles Invites Lady Brackenbury" which will follow soon.
There will be further instalments of 'A Victorian Household' soon