Having just seen the last of the group and staff off the premises with only Joyce and her daughter and Mrs Green left I was surprised when the telephone rang. It was Margaret the Comtesse d'Aubigny who had come to England and was joining the English Chapter of the Sisterhood for their New Year visit. She wondered if she could impose upon me and come down over Christmas as she had no friends in England. I told her to jump on the next train and I would meet her at the station. As I put the telephone down I knew that I was going to be in for an enjoyable time over Christmas and drove into the nearest town to buy presents for Joyce and her daughter and Mrs Green as well as some gifts for the Comtesse. Before leaving I asked Mrs Green to prepare a room for the Comptesse, although I did not anticipate that she would be spending much time in it! I then collected my presents and went to the station to await the Comtesse. As the train arrived at the station I could see her copper coloured hair looking out. She saw me and waved and I helped her out with her cases and into the car.

As we drove back to the Hall she explained that she had had to come to England on business and because she would be attending the Sisterhood it was not worth returning home to Paris. She therefore thought of me and my kindness and called. I said that I was very pleased she had and I hoped she would enjoy her time at the Hall as much as she had clearly enjoyed her earlier visit. I told her that there were only my Secretary and her daughter and the Matron staying and she would enjoy the company of the ladies who were very expereienced. She laughed and commented that she was sure that my own experience would come in handy.

When we arrived Mrs Green and Joyce welcomed her and Mrs Green showed her to her room while I prepared drinks in my study for us. When she had freshened up and returned to the study she walked in looking stunning in a long green dress belted at the waist with black silk stockings and high heeled shoes which set off her calves. She had a brooch at her neck and lace at cuffs and neckline. Her hair shone with colour. She walked over and kissed me on the lips letting them part slightly as her tongue just touched mine. A promise for the future. She sat down and I offered a drink of champagne while we talked about her previous visit. She admitted that she had had a fantastic time with Mrs Towler-Thomson but now wanted my undivided attention for herself. Tonight after dinner she wanted to visit the cellar and receive a real thrashing and then return upstairs to my bedroom to finish off the night in style. She wanted to do the same tomorrow and again on Christmas Day. She promised me that she would make sure it was a Christmas I would never forget.

We then went into dinner with Mrs Green and Joyce, who had brought her daughter down, and the party was very enjoyable before the others excused themselves and left the two of us together. We looked at each other and I took her hand and suggested that we didn't need the cellar as I had everything in my room. We returned to my study and she hugged me for a moment before saying that she wanted everything to be perfect this week. I therefore sat down and pulled her over my knees before starting to spank that delectable bottom through her dress. She squealed at the contact but as I settled into a rhythm she lay there enjoying it. I then lifted the dress and saw that the black silk knickers were so flimsy that they hardly covered her bum but I continued spanking on them drawing them tight into her bum crack so that the globes were fully exposed. The whole area was taking on a delicious red glow by now and I would feel the bum radiating a gentle heat as I stroked and smoothed the whole soft surface.

Now it was time for the knickers to come down and I slid my fingers into the elastic at the top and eased them over the reddened cheeks pushing them below the tops of her stockings to her knees. I then took up my task again and went on spanking each buttock alternately for several minutes, all the time massaging and carressing them. She was reacting with enthusiasm all the time and I was having difficulty with my own parts as my cock was taking on a very firm attitude and needed to be adjusted. I waited before I felt her quim as I knew what I should find and, sure enough, when my hand slipped between her parted legs the pubic hair was wet with a spend. She gasped as she felt my fingers slide up her for the first time. Her bum was now well roasted so I told her to stand up and remove her dress and brassiere as I was now going to strap her.I slipped my hand in my waistbelt and eased my cock as she stood and unfastened the front of the dress easing it back from the shoulders and removing it completely. I gasped because she was not wearing a bra and her proud breasts juttied out without sagging while the nipples were firm and ripe. I looked in awe as she stood in front of me naked except for the suspender belt, stockings and shoes. I admired her prominent mons which was well developed and her pubic thatch was, as I remembered it, full and a glossy bronze colour with its thick mat running between her thighs. Her quim was not visible but the glistening dew drops on her pubic hair showed that she had already had at least one spend. I drank in the sight of her noting her narrow waist and full hips, and the shapely thighs. In the center of this vision was her beautiful crotch, the thick vee of curly hair and mystery, surrounded by smooth pale flesh. She smiled and bent over the arm of the chair I pointed at and again I looked and handled the buttocks before I began. Her high heels set off her calves within their black stockings to superb effect and the taut thighs rose to a bum which had once been a brilliant white but which was now a rosy red.

I took up my strap and moved to her side. "CRACKK!!" it lashed home leaving a livid red mark overlaying the rosiness of her cheeks. I continued for a dozen strokes each one adding to the marks and weals. I felt her bum - by now it was fiery hot as well as red and slid my fingers around and about as well as up and down the thighs using them to rouse her. "WHIPP!!", "THWACKK!!" "WHIPP!!", "THWACKK!!" "WHIPP!!", "THWACKK!!" the strap continued to fall leaving a fresh red mark every stroke. I now slipped it edgeways beween her parted leggs and flicked it gently from side to side before sliding it up from the quim along the crack of the bum. She gasped and wriggled. Another dozen and she was now getting high with sexual excitement so I decided that it was time for the cane. As this was not punishment but erotica I decided on the medium cane and twenty four strokes. They would be hard but be used as a stimulus not to hurt. I stroked the bum and slipped the tip between her legs and then "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" the cane lashed in. I ran it up and down her back and thighs so that she shivered before "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" the next stokes landed. The red area was now marked with white lines whcih turned to red as I watched. "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" I finished the first dozen. As I was massaging she called out "I need it harder John, harder!" I therefore applied the next stokes with extra vigour so that the weals on her bum really stood out and the whole surface was now turning purple.

I lay down the cane and lifted her to her feet. She said, "That was magnificent John, now the bedroom and take me!" I took her up in my arms and carried her into the bedroom where she quickly helped me out of my clothes. She laughed at the difficulty of getting my underpants over my stiif cock. Next it was her turn and although she had little to lose we had her suspender belt and stockings off as well and we were both in that state which allows no cheating, naked and ready for action. My cock was rigid and the precum was already forming drops on its tip while I could see through her spread legs that she was wet with anticipation. She lay down and spread her legs wide with her fingers holding open the lips of her vagina "Inside quickly, John", she called urgently and within seconds I had thrust home slipping easily into the passage which was well lubricated for me. Her legs locked round my back and her tongue was in my mouth while I could feel her hand on my balls. "Not too fast, John. I don't want you to pull the trigger too quickly". I started moving with slow steady thrusts and tried to think of something else to prevent me from cumming too soon. It was clear that my control was having an effect on Margaret as she kept shuddering and her quim lips were squeezing my cock. She had the genius of being able to tighten and loosen her muscles in time with my movements and this did not help me to retain control.We twisted and turned on the bed so that now she was on top rising and falling on me with her breasts jiggling in time to her movements. Suddenly she called "I'm ready John, quickly NOWWWWW!!!" as her back arched and she fell forward on me her fingers thrust into my arse. This was the moment and I gave one final upward thrust shooting gout upon gout of my jism high into the welcoming depths.

We lay side by side gasping and panting for several minutes before she raised herself on one arm and looked down at me "John, I have never experienced anything like it before. It was fantastic and this is only the start of the holiday." I agreed and told her that it was only the start of the night. She laughed and slipped her fingers round my soft cock gently rubbing it up and down. "He needs some help because he has a lot to do tonight and I think I know what to do." She took it in hand and led me back into the study. "Bend over the chair", she said, "I am going to cane your bum". I bent over as requested and felt a searing pain across my buttocks. This was repeated time and time again as she thrashed me without mercy, after every few strokes feeling my cock with her hand before massaging my sore bum. She must have given me twenty to twenty five strokes before she laughed and with a final feel said that she thought that it was primed for action so we should return to the bedroom.

She bent over the end of the bed and said that she wanted it in her bum this time so I collected the cream from the side table and using my fingers pushed plenty up into her anus working it in as my fingers moved in and out. I then anointed my cock and presented it to the dark hole. Gently I eased it in while thrusting against the tightness as she relaxed her spincther muscles to help me and soon I was resting on her bum with my cock fully lodged. I started moving in and out and she had her fingers down rubbing her clitoris as I reamed her. She was panting as I gradually speeded up and her bum forced itself towards me so that our bodies were making a slapping sound as they met. We were wild by now and the fucking seemed to go on forever until with a shuddering cry I forced home for the final time and flooded her bowels with my cum. With a plop I eased myself out of her and we turned and hugged and kissed. I told her that I had never had a session with anybody which was so wonderful, and I genuinely meant it. I then suggested that we should take a shower to clean ourselves up before drinking some more champagne to refortify ourselves for the rest of the night.

We went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. The next few minutes was a blur as my hands handled her breasts, bum and quim while she made sure that she was the one to massage my cock and wash it. She soon had it at full stand again and went down on her knees to take it in her mouth. The only other person who could suck cock as well as her was Mrs Green and for the next few minutes I recieved the full treatment before she finally squeezed my balls and I came jetting into her mouth. She obviously enjoyed it and swallowed most of it while the rest ran down her chin and onto her breasts. Finally we finished our shower and dried off before returning to the study, naked as we were, for sandwiches and champage. Margaret asked what was to happen tomorrow and I told her that we would have a party, mainly for Joyce's little girl, and then in the evening when the girl had retired to bed I had invited Joyce and Mrs Green to join us for entertainment. I warned her that she should not underestimate either of the two ladies and I was sure that she would be particularly fascinated with Mrs Green. I then turned the study lights out and taking her hand took her back to bed. By now we were both ready for sleep and rested quietly in each other's arms. As I dozed away I thought that Margaret was my ideal woman and I wondered if she was married or otherwise attached in any way.

The next day we went riding through the estate the whole morning, stopping at the local pub for lunch,and proved she was an excellent horsewoman before we returned to the Hall. In the afternoon we had a party with jellies and cakes and silly games especially for Joyce's daughter. We all gave her presents from under the Christmas tree and then, tired after all the excitement, she was taken up to bed by her mother. Margaret and I sat taking to Mrs Green and the talk soon got round to spanking boys bottoms at schools where Mrs Green had been matron. I told Margaret that Mrs Green enjoyed being strapped hard and long and needed at last one hundred hard strokes to satisfy her before she would suck me off. I said that Margaret was the only woman that could compare with Mrs Green in that department. We decided that when Joyce returned we would have a full session in my study and bedroom.

Half an hour later Joyce returned having put her daughter to bed and we took our coffee into my study where I told Joyce that we were all going to give each other Christmas presents. I would start with Mrs Green whose present was one hundred and fifty on the bare with the strap. I invited Joan to stand up and remove her dress and knickers. When she was ready Margaret admired and caressed her large bum and whispered "formidable". Joan bent over and she looked magnificent, age is no bar to spanking and her bum was designed for just this treatment. I explained to Margaret that Joan liked to receive the heaviest tawse and once I started she would not want me to stop until she had received the full portion. I took up my position and measured my stroke before starting. Ten, twenty thirty the strokes lashed in while Mrs Green remained passive. Forty, fifty and sixty and still she had not moved except to get more comfortable. I stopped and too a drink of champage to fortify myself and then continued seventy eighty ninety and one hundred. The other two ladies looked in awe at Joan as she turned her head and smiled. I went on spanking until the full one hundred and fifty had been delivered. Joan's bum by now was red and raw and every stroke landing must have hurt but she accepted the full measure without flinching although her hand often strayed between her legs. The other two inspected her bum before she stood up and Joyce fetched some cream to massage it in which Joan gratefully accepted. She then looked at me and said that it was now my turn and she unfastened my trousers, lowered my underpants and knelt in front of me taking my cock into her mouth. As I have said her skill was prodigious and she had me on a high and down a dozen times before she released my balls and thrust her fingers in my anus to bring me off. I spurted into her mouth and she gagged as she tried to swallow the cum as it poured out down her throat. Margaret clapped and helped her to her feet whispering in to her ear something which made Joan laugh. Joan then stood up put on a loose dress and excused herself and said that she would be looking after Joyce's daughter while we enjoyed the rest of the evening.

Margaret took Joyce by the hand and led her into the bedroom where she kissed her and ran her hands up and down her buttocks. Joyce reciprocated and aoon Margaret unfastened her dress. Joyce did the same to Margaret and they were soon down to their underclothes. Margaret had on a flimsy white silk set today while Joyce had splashed out for Christmas and weas wearing blue silk thoughout. Margaret slipped down to her knees and lowered Joyce's knickers so that she could slip her tongue into the clitoris where she tickled until it was standing like a nut. She turned to me and told me to get undressed but this was between the two of them and I could watch. It was lovely to see as the confident Margaret made love to Joyce. My Secretary was not sure at first whether she could reciprocate but Margaret soon encouraged her and their flimsies were dropped to the floor as they twisted to a sixty nine position. It was difficult to tell who was having the most pleasure as they both gave cries of lust at different times and they kept up their contact for nearly half an hour before they noticed me again. They whispered together and giggled and then Margaret lay Joyce down opening her legs and offering her cunt to my cock. I knelt between them and thrust home so that I was fully lodged. Then with Margaret's encouragement I powered away into the tight quim beneath me. Joyce was calling for me to "Fuck me, Fuck me, Please don't stop!" as I was thrusting home. She was beside herself as she pushed up again and again to help me until I felt Margaret's fingers squeeze my balls so that I felt the rush of cum spurt up into Joyce while she called out in her sexual ecstacy. We both subsided while Margaret clapped from her position. "Magnificent! It was superb. I would not have missed it. Madame Joyce you are a very sexy woman and I know that Sir John is a very sexy man. Now it is my turn to take my pleasure. I think that we all need the cane before we continue."

Taking us both by the hand she led us into the study and picked up my Headteacher cane. "I decree that we all must receive twenty four strokes with well laid on. Sir John can cane us two while we will each give him a dozen in return. I will go first." She bent over the arm of the chair and called out" Sir John I know that you can use that cane with firmness please make sure that that is how you use it tonight." She then bent herself over the chair and prepared. I could see the marks from yesterday but it was clear that she had a resiliant bum as she only had slight redness and a few lines showing. I took up the cane and understood that whereas last night had been sensual tonight she wanted it to hurt. "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" I lashed the cane home leaving lines of red across both buttocks "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" the stripes were overrlapping as I continued and I watched the bum changing colour from white to a dusky red while the marks were turning to purple. I continued with the hard punishment while she called out for me to hit even harder. I could see that she was now so erotically aroused that whatever I did would not be too hard for her so I decided that I would really lash home the last dozen. "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" the cane was bouncing off her bum with the power of my strokes and I was sorry when the last one landed. Margaret stood up with her face flushed rubbing her bottom and obviously still in the middle of some erotic high as she threw her ams round me. "You are fantastic John I was on such a high that if you had flogged me senseless I would not have minded. Now it is time for Joyce and you my dear", turning to her, "need not worry as he will not cane you as hard." Joyce looked at her and me and said "Sir John knows my limits and I am sure that he will push me to them."

She bent over the chair and waited for me to start. "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" I laid on the strokes but not with the same force as Margaret and made sure that although Joyce was well caned she did not go beyond her limit. I finished with her and by now I was again at full stand but Margaret had taken up the cane and flicked its tip against my cock. "We are not ready for this yet so will you please bend over." I was apprehensive as I thought that Margaret was going to take her sexual feelings out on m, and I remembered last night's caning, and I was proved correct as the first stroke seared in. It was a killer and really hurt. Margaret continued to lay it on and at one point I was not sure that I could stand any more so was relieved when she finished and handed the cane to Joyce. "Now it is your turn my dear", she said as she offered it. Joyce took it in hand and although she certainly didn't let up as she dealt out her dozen nothing she did was as hard as Margaret had produced. By the time she finished my bum felt on fire but my cock stood out like flag pole from my loins.

By now we were all randy again and after another glass of champagne returned to the bedroom where we continued our interrupted sex. Margaret was the first to suggest a new way as she opened her bag and removed a large dildo which she strapped on. "Sir John you miss the pleasure of buggery because you are surrounded by ladies and I am now going to deal with that while you bugger Joyce. get into position Joyce." Joyce knelt on the bed and Margaret helped me lubricate her anus making sure that the cream lubricated it and my cock. I presented my cock to the roseatte bud and gently pushed while Joyce relaxed and ied to push back and help till it was deep inside. Meanwhile I felt two fingers covered with cream reaming me out before there was a firm pressure on my anus. I felt a sharp pain as I tried to relax my bum to allow the dildo to slip in but soon I could feel it expanding as Margaret continued to push farther in. Margaret rested on my back. "That was not so bad was it? Now let us enjoy." With Joyce acting as a piggy back I started moving In the middle and soon felt Margaret behind me. It was exciting and I could feel Joyce fondling my balls as I thrust in and out. Soon Margaret was working to the same rhythm and we were grunting and calling as we thrust in and out of each other. I couldn't last for long and soon ejaculated into Joyce but remained firmly lodged while Margaret powered on. Her movements continued for minutes and I felt that I was spinning into oblivion when she gave one last thrust and stopped. I felt the dildo eased out of my bum with a plop and my soft cock came easily from Joyce as we all fell back on the bed exhausted with our endeavours. Joyce kissed us both and said that she must return upstairs but that tomorrow she would want to join Margaret and I for a full severe caning in the cellar. She was sure that what had happened tonight was only the preliminary bout. I agreed and Joyce dressed and left while Margaret and I showered and then returned to bed to sleep.

The next day after Margaret and I had spent the morning riding through the estate and later I had caught up on some paperwork with Joyce I was reminded of my promise to cane both of them severely and I suggested that now was the time to visit the cellar. They both agreed with alacrity and we were soon inside. They told me that they both wanted four dozen with the Thai cane - Joyce had never received as much before - and they wanted me to take them turn and turn about. Twelve for one and then twelve for the other. I suggested that one was fastened to the block and the other to the table and then they could see each other as well as watch in the mirror. They agreed and rapidly undressed and were fastened down. I checked their bums to see what residual marks were left from yesterday and only a few light weals showed. Margaret said that she would be first so I took up the Thai cane and approached her. I measured her up and "CRACKK!!" the first stroke whipped home leaving a thin white line across both cheeks."CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" the next strokes compounded the lines and the white marks started to turn red. I now aimed higher and "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" these landed on the crown of the bum leaving a white area between where the rest of my efforts would be applied. The rest of the first dozen filled in the space and by the end the bum was a mass of weals which crossed both buttocks and were a fiery red.

I moved across to Joyce and she turned and said "Sir John, I have never received as much but I don't want you to stop even if I scream and ask you to. Do you promise?" I agreed and "CRACKK!!" starting to lay on the strokes with precision. Joyce's bum was turning a fiery red as the first strokes began to take effect and by the end of the the first group she was well marked. Neither lady had moved up till now and after checking Joyce's bum and I approached Margaret. I could see that her bum was well reddened and when I felt it the cheeks were hot and the weals well deliniated. "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" I thrashed in the next dozen strokes and she was saying "Harder, mon ami, harder. I must have it harder." By now the weals were building on each other with ridge crossing ridge and the whole bum area was swelling in sympathy. I rubbed them gently before going over and thrashing the cane into Joyce's bum "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" each stroke was now landing on the residue of a previous one and I could hear her drawing in her breath but still no cry from either lady. I compared both bums and there was no doubt that Margaret was the more experienced while Joyce had a tenderer bum.

I returned to Margaret and delivered the next dozen whipping them in with a flick of the wrist. I searched to find new ground to cane but, as with Joyce, each stroke was now landing on top of previous ones lifting the lines to new heights and streaking the bum with dark purple areas which were ready to crack. Joyce in her turn was now beginning to find the punishment hard and she cried out as every stroke of the third dozen landed but there was still no call for me to stop. I rested and looked at the two bums. They were both a mass of bruises and some of the edges of the strokes were beginning to weep as the cracks opened. I took up the cane again and this was the last dozen each and the girls were calling out encouraging each other as I moved back to Margaret. I was determined to make her cry out this time so took my stance on the other side and raising the cane lashed it in so that the other buttock now received the full force of the blow. "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" I continued in this way while I could feel that she was beginning to react to the pain. Her bum was heaving in time and trying to ride the strokes with her erotic emotions drivng her to new orgasms while her breath was coming in short pants as she tried to remain collected. The final two strokes I landed diagonally to cross every horizontal cut she had received. Margaret shouted out, reared up and then slumped in her bonds while I went across to Joyce. This I knew would be the ultimate because Joyce was reaching her threshold of pain. She had asked me not to stop when she screamed out so I prepared myself. "CRACKK!!" the first stoke landed on a particularly damaged area and she cried out. "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" the next two fell close by and she screamed for me to stop. "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" "CRACKK!!" I hardened my heart and continued while she was crying "No more Sir John, for god's sake no more." My hand was wet as I prepared for the final two as I knew that she was now into new territory and her pain was intense "CRACKK!!". Her screaming was now loud and prolonged and I wondered whether I should continue but in the end "CRACKK!!" I laid the final stroke across the the raw flesh and she cried out so loudly that I was glad it was all finished. I left her resting for a moment while I released Margaret who kissed me and said that she would now take Joyce into the bedroom and help her recover. With Margaret's arms around her Joyce walked over to me and kissed me thanking me for continueing. "I never believed I could stand as much but by the end I was so sexually aroused that i didn't want you to stop." I watched the two walk off with bums so marked that I wondered if they would ever be the same again. I also had the thought that we would not be riding any horses tomorrow!