A Victorian Household - Part 6A
A Night In - Part One
By
The Disciplinarian
Lady Brackenbury was talking to me while I was arranging her hair one morning and suddenly said that it was our turn to entertain the ladies and that in a fortnight the servants not involved would be sent away for the weekend while we had the ladies here. They would be staying for two nights and she was now going to show me the final secret the house had to offer.
When she was ready she called Mrs Crabbe and the three of us went downstairs, through the kitchen and into the basement. This was where we stored the food and drink to keep it cool and there were ranks of cheeses, wine and spirit bottles, turkeys, sides of meat and vegetables - enough to feed an army but necessary also to keep the house provided. However it was not to this we were going but to a rack at the end. Lady Brackenbury told me to hold the light and she went up to the rack, slipped her hand behind and the rack swung round showing a door in the wall. Mrs Crabbe unfastened the door and we entered pulling it to behind us.
Mrs Crabbe now lit the gaslamps which were around the sides and as the light swelled I gasped at what I saw. I tired to take it in piece by piece. In the centre of the room was a pillar with straps hanging from it, a long bench also with straps, a ladder against the wall and a number of instruments of punishement hanging beside it it. Around the walls were a number of couches with a large bed against one wall. Everything was dusty but in perfect condition.
"This my dear is our private room where we meet about three or four times a year with the Sisterhood. Here we are joined by two trustworthy men who carry out the floggings and enjoy the fruits of their labours on the bed. Only those ladies who have been members for five years are usually admitted and there are three of our newer coverts who reach that point this time. Although you have only been with me a year an exception is being made in your case because you are based here. I will leave you and Mrs Crabbe to clean the room and prepare it for our meeting. Mrs Crabbe will also show you how the ladder is used."
She paused then:
"A quick twenty I think Joanne!"
At that, while Mrs Crabbe and I looked at each other, she swept out.
"Right Mabel lets get started and clean everything up. I can promise you a weekend to remember when we have the meeting as it is now several months since they were last here. Do you remember the weekend that you were sent to Lady Marks? Well that was the last time we met here."
We started on the cleaning which was not arduous as it was mainly sweeping and dusting until finally everything was ready.
"This will only need a quick rub over next week to have everything ready. Now it is time for you to learn about the frame."
And she pointed to the ladder.
"Clothes off and then stand on the bottom rung holding as far up as you can. I will fasten your wrists and ankles."
I did as I was told and when I was fastened I understood the ladder. I could not move and my bum was stretched out without any way of avoiding the strokes. I prepared myself as I heard Mrs Crabbe take something from the wall. I heard it swish and then a flaming pain as the whip, for that is what it was crossed my bum. Taking her time Mrs Crabbe laid on the strokes with the lines criss-crossing my bum cheeks until I was forced to cry out. Still though I could feel the tenseness as the tingling started and the warmth oozed though my body. I rubbed my lady's spot against the rung of the ladder and gradually through the pain the warmth took over and I shuddered with an orgasm. The strokes stopped and Mrs Crabbe unfastened me.
She led me over to the bed and removing her own clothes came down with her moth on my ravaged bum kissing and licking until finally she slipped her tongue into my cunt. She turned round and offered her own hairy snatch to me and I could smell the unique scent of her juices as I slipped my tongue and fingers into her. I moved my fingers in and out and within seconds she shuddered to a climax.
We kissed and dressed and returned upstairs where Lady Brackenbury was waiting in he dressing room.
"I hope you enjoyed yourself my dear. Mabel bend over the end of the bed so that I can see how Mrs Crabbe dealt with you."
I bent over and felt my dress lifted and my drawers lowered before soft hands explored by bum.
"A good session and a well reddened bum I think but now we must go shopping"
At which she told me to stand and get ready to accompany her.
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The next fortnight seemed to fly by until the Friday arrived when the Ladies of the Rod would be arriving. Those servants not staying were sent off to their families with gifts and return tickets with instructions to be back for duty by 9am Monday morning. The rest then joined us in preparing the cellar and putting braziers in to warm it up. One by one hansom cabs discharged their cargo as the ladies arrive, some on their own and some with personal maids until finally a carriage drew up and two men alighted. They were taken in and shown to their bedrooms. Everybody was told that sherry would be served in the morning room at 7pm before dinner at 8.
We were all assembled by 7pm and it was clear that the two men were well known and popular with a number of th ladies. Lady Brackenbury clapped her hands and said:
"Ladies, many of you already know Sir Percy and Mr John Richards. For those who do not I would just point out that these two gentlemen have been regulars for these sessions for several years now and they have, and also require, total discretion for everybody. Please do not acknowledge them if you meet them in the street or elseware unless it is natural in the circumstances. Those who do not know them will soon find that they are excellent, while those who do know them will need no further comments. Now we will enter into dinner."
There was a round of applause as the gentlemen bowed and we all trooped into the dining room. The room was set for sixteen and Lady Brackenbury sat at one end with Sir Percy and Mr Richards either side of her. The rest of us just sat wherever we found a suitable companion. Dinner was superb and was served by three girls with two footman assisting. At the end over our final coffee I noticed a large 'A' Frame being brought in and set up at the end of the room.
Lady Brackenbury stood up and rang a bell for silence before saying:
"Ladies and gentlemen, the staff who have remained are all part of the weekend entertainment and are spankers themselves. Tonight and tomorrow night we shall invite, cook and the girls one at a time to be spanked by one of the two handsome footmen you saw. The footmen will then be caned by Sir Percy and Mr Richards before the 'coup de grace'. If you would like to take your chairs and assemble in a semi-circle around the frame we will begin."
We shuffled into place and Lady Brackenbury rang her bell again. One of the maids stepped into the room and curtseyed followed by one of the footmen, now only wearing shirt and trousers. Lady B. nodded to the maid and told her to remove her clothes. It was clear that this girl was happy doing this as first the dress came off leaving her in petticoat, drawers and long black stockings. Then the petticoat before finally the drawers. She was left naked except for her stocking fastened halfway up the thighs with lace ties. She turned to face us and I could see that she was well formed with a medium sized firm bum and a pubic area well covered by a thick black bush. She again curtseyed and then took her place over the frame stretching her body so that her toes just touched the floor and gripping the bars tightly. The footman now took his place with the cane and, measuring the spot, "CRACKKK" the first stroke landed driving in the buttocks. A white line shone out across both cheeks before their resilience brought them back to normal. The second followed the first and then the third until six had left a set of tramlines across the bum. The lines were now turning red and inflamed but she had not murmured. We were invited to inspect the damage before the final six were laid on. The twelve strokes raised sharp weals on the bum and the whole area was a fiery red.
Lady Brackenbury called a halt and told the footman it was now his turn. The maid stood up and walked to the side and the footman removed his trousers and shirt. We gasped because his cock was erect from is exertions. He took his place on the frame and Sir Percy stood up and took the cane. This was longer and thicker than had been used on the maid and as soon as the first stroke landed it was clear that this was harder cuts from an experienced hand. The first six strokes raised large weals on both cheeks and when Mr Richards took over for the final six it was clear that the footman was in considerable pain. The maid went to his front and after whispering to him put her hands to his cock gently masaging it with a message. Mr Richards was equally adept and by the time the full dozen had landed the footman had a raw and very sore bum. I could tell with trepidation what we might expect from these two gentlemen.
Lady B. clapped her hands:
"Now the challenge. I have seen so many ladies left unsatisfied when the man fires his cannon that I am offering £10 to the footman who keeps his lady satisfied for longest. You will be the jusges and you will have the chance to make your choice over the next two nights as the rest of the staff are dealt with. James and Amy here will be the first couple. Remember their caning and then their lovemaking before judging. Now John and Amy the couch is there - remember the longer you last and the better display the higher you chance of getting the prize."
Amy came over to John and sliding down bewteen his legs took his large cock between her lips. She massaged up and down sometimes just touching the tip while at others almost swallowing it. John arched his back and groaned. He then turned Amy round facing us spreading her leags wide and started tongueing her. His cock had now reached enormous proportions as stood out firmly from his loins. Amy took it in her hand and pulled him towards her so that the head was presented to the coral lips of her cunt. He thrust forwards with jerk which seemed to lift her off the couch and housed himself fimrly into her. She squealed with pleasure and wrapped her legs round his back. Pausing for a moment he began thrusting in and out like a piston. Amy joined in the movements so that they became two halves of the same whole until he uncorked and taking Amy turned her round so that her back was towards him. By this time everybody was clapping and cheering them on and I was not surprised to find a hand begin to grope inside my dress and moving to my thighs. I turned and saw that it was one of the members I had not met before and she invited me to reciprocate.
John was now parting Amy's bum cheeks while he had two fingers in her anus. She held her cheeks apart for him while he presented the plum at the head of his cock to the wrinked hole. He gently thrust it in while she groaned as he filled her. A short pause and then he worked farther into the darkness. Now she was calling out to be fucked and John obliged with his thighs slapping against Amy's buttocks as he pounded in and out. I felt the flutter of my partner's exploring fingers as they found my wet cunt and she gently rubbed in and out. I was ready to come myself as I heard a final cry from John and Amy as he finally spurted into her and my partner did the same to me by thrust her fingers hard home into me.
John stood up and pulled out of Amy with a plop while his cock subsided to a small flacid worm. Amy stayed for a moment with her anus oozing cum before standing up stiffly and hugging John. Then they turned to us bowed and curtsied and gathering up their clothes left the room to cheers from the party.
One of the ladies said,"By God whether they win or lose I will pay them a guinea myself for the entertainment they have given us. May I suggest that we have a kitty which is shared among them if the rest are as entertaining?"
With a murmur the rest agreed and there was a tinkle of money as it was slipped into a pot on the table.
Now it was the turn of the second couple and they came in. This time the girl was taller while the man was more designed like a bear. When she stripped I was enamoured myself by her long legs and which led to their fruition in a well covered blonde bush and a prominent mons. Her bum was fuller than the previous girl and I had a feeling that she could take more punishment than her predecessor. Her partner was whistling the cane through the air as she took up her position. I had meanwhile found the bush of my partner and she moved slightly to help my access. Like me she was very wet and groaned as I touched her. We settled back to watch the two at the frame.
This was no toy caning and the man lashed home the strokes while the girl moaned after each one. By the end of a dozen her bum was scarred and heavily maked but she cried out for more. Her partner felt the bum and slipped his fingers between her legs before taking up his stance again. The cane whistled home with the strokes criss-crossing the previous marks until she had received a full two dozen. Lady Brackenbury then stopped them and told the footman to take her place. Two ladies lifted the girl and took her to a side couch where she lay face down. The footman removed his clothes and I saw he had a firm, solid hairy body with firm buttocks which were eager for the rod. His cock was shorter but thicker than the earlier footman. Mr Richards came forward first this time and again used the heavier cane. He thrashed as though he was trying to cut the buttocks in two but no sound or movement came from the man. Then it was the turn of Sir Percy and he also saw it as a challenge as he lay on the strokes. He started by crossing the original marks before finding virgin teritory higher up and soon was drawing blood. Still there was no sound and when the full twentyfour had been delivered the footman stood up as though he had been brushed by a fly. His partner hugged him and then taking his cock thrust it into her while she was still standing. She cried out and wrapped her legs round him while he thrust into her. She jigged up and down on his cock and he strength was enormous as he pushed home for several minutes. Then he lifted her down and turned her round bending her forward taking the backwards route. She looked magnificent as she bent over with her legs wide and stiff and he presented to her cunt from the rear pushing hard in till she cried out with the pain as his pubic hair rubbed her sore bum cheeks. Again he was able to sustain his efforts for several minutes until even he could not hold for longer and drawing out turned her to face him so that he pushed his cock into her mouth for his last gasp efforts. Suddenly he stiffened and she gasped as the cum spurted down her throat and out of the sides of her mouth as he ejaculated. The time was measured and it was agreed that they had held longer than the first couple but again coins poured into the vase as everybody showed their appreciation.
Now it was time for us to go below and we gathered ourselves before Lady Brackenbury led us down through the kitchen and into the cellar.
Please go to A Night In - Part Two for more of this story.