The Governess- 17

I could see her face quite clearly as she had laid her
head towards the side I was delivering the crop. I remember telling her to get
her bottom higher as I gave her one more right in the juncture between her
buttocks and thighs. She really broke then, she twisted her body to the side and
looked straight at me, her breasts were heaving as she twisted body on the desk.
I really felt sorry for her, but I had decided to give her four and I was
determined that she would receive them all. ‘Back flat on the desk and get that
bottom up, you have one more to come. If you do not obey me I shall give you
six.’ I think those are the words I used.” Lady Rawlings looked intently at
Jane, she could see the excitement in the girls eyes as she recounted the
details of the young maid’s punishment. “I had to wait while she regained her
composure. She was really trembling by the time she was back in position. I
remember thinking how hard it must be to offer your bottom up for punishment
when your whole body is on fire with the pain you have already received. I made
her wait for a few moments knowing that every nerve was on edge waiting for the
last stroke. I stood back and sliced her buttocks from the top. It was more of a
downward stroke. She broke immediately. She slid to the floor and lay there
writhing on her bottom. It was such a pretty site. I remember chiding her
‘What’s the matter have you no modesty look at you’ or words to that effect. She
really did look delightful. She had a little tuft of hair between her legs and a
beautiful plump pubis. I watched her as she thrashed about on the floor, trying
to get the sting out of her bottom. When she finally did get up I took her over
my knee and put some cream on her bottom. I could feel her pushing her pubis
against my thigh as she laid across me. I stroked in-between her legs and she
climaxed almost immediately. I am sure she now looks forward to being punished
more than anything else. I am sure she still feels pain just as much as the
first time she was beaten, but I think the thought of what is to happen
afterwards sees her through her ordeals.”

A knock at the door interrupted their conversation. “I think Wendy has taken far
too long in answering my bell. Perhaps this will give you an opportunity to have
a look at the girl in more detail.” Lady Rawlings turned her head toward the
door. “Come in.” Both Wendy and Annette appeared through the door pushing a tea
trolley. They wheeled it into the room adjacent to Lady Rawlings and her young
guest.
“I took the liberty Madam of bringing both tea and coffee. There are some cakes
as well Ma’am.” Lady Rawlings laughed. “You have been busy, I thought you were
taking a long time answering the bell.” Wendy stood up primly “I’m sorry Madam,
I just thought as it was already passed half past three, that you might be ready
for tea.”
Lady Rawlings smiled at her young maid. “You are perfectly right this time
Wendy, Would you and Annette care to pour.”
Lady Rawlings turned toward Jane. “Will you take tea or coffee?” Jane looked
intently at both girls watching their movements. “I will have tea please.”
Lady Rawlings let the girls pour the tea and uncover the pastries before she
spoke. “Wendy and Annette come and stand in front of me, I want to introduce you
to Jane Marwood.” She watched Jane observing the girls as they moved to stand in
front of the easy chairs. Jane looked the girls up and down as they stood side
by side. Wendy with long slender legs stood a head taller than Annette. Both
maids were wearing short black dresses, showing off their bare thighs to pretty
effect. Lady Rawlings smiled up at them. “This is Jane Marwood, who will be
taking over the supervision of Richard’s education as well as his physical and
moral well being. She will be in complete charge of the household during my
absences and will have charge of the day to day running with myself. I think you
may address her as Miss or Miss Marwood.” Lady Rawlings turned to Jane with a
warm smile. “What would you prefer Jane?” Jane smiled up at the girls. Her
beautiful delicate features giving no hint of the discipline that she was about
to wield. “I will be quite happy to be addressed as Miss and I am sure that we
will get along splendidly.” Both Wendy and Annette bobbed a little curtsey and
said, “Yes Miss.” in unison.

“Good I think we will all benefit from Jane’s presence.” Lady Rawlings could not
help thinking how true her words might be. She continued. “I will inform you of
which rooms Jane will occupy when I have time to show her round. I wish to
inform Richard myself so I would prefer it if you did not mention it yet. I will
be visiting the kitchens later so again I will inform Rachael and Claire. Off
you go, you may come and collect the tea things in half an hour.”
Jane watched as the girls walked primly from the room. She was delighted with
them both, she turned to Her Ladyship. “They really are very pretty girls and
obviously most obedient and willing. I would say Wendy is already bound by love
and I imagine Annette is not far behind.”
Lady Rawlings nodded. “You are right, I think Annette is most grateful for her
situation here. Her life in Asia I understand was most traumatic. She seems
determined to do exactly what she is told in order to keep her position. I would
imagine she is willing to put up with most things, she is old enough not to
forget the violence or her hunger and poverty in Vietnam.”
“I would like to hear about Claire if you feel like indulging me.” Lady Rawlings
laughed her pretty eyes revealing the merriment she felt. “You really are going
to keep on the straight and narrow aren’t you. But of course you are quite right
we have so much to discuss we will be in conference for days.” She sat back and
swung her bare legs up underneath her. “I really do feel like a pussy cat that
as had the cream, What you did earlier has proved very therapeutic.” Jane
smiled. “I am sure I enjoyed it as much as you. You have a beautiful body and
you really do move so prettily when you are aroused.” Lady Rawlings was
surprised to feel her self blush. “Do you realise you have made me blush, not
something I have done for a long time.” Jane laughed. “I think we are all
capable of embarrassment in the right circumstances. I was rather apprehensive
when I came here. I have always wanted charge of a young boy and I was rather
worried that mother’s description of the boy was overly flattering. I must be
honest and say until I had met you I was not sure that your standards would meet
mine. I don’t mean that as a detrimental remark but more in the way that when
you want something as badly as I do, you are in fear of being let down. Let’s
talk about Claire, as you probably have gathered I would like to talk about the
boy last.”

Lady Rawlings was looking intently at Jane, her voice was quiet and serious as
she spoke. “I will tell you about Claire, but let me put your mind at rest on
Richard. He is everything you have been led to expect. His physical appearance
is exceptional. For my daughter to enthuse about Richard the way she did I knew
he must be above the ordinary. When I first saw him I knew she was right. But
let me continue with Claire. She is from the same orphanage as Richard. I saw
her there.. oh it must be four years ago. I had been invited to present the
education certificates to fifteen year olds. Claire I believe was in the form
below. I noticed her initially because of her beauty. She stood out from the
others not just with her looks but her graceful movements, even in orphanage
clothing she had an air and manner that didn’t belong in those stark, austere
surroundings. I mentioned her to Matron who said that she was a quiet unassuming
girl. She was bright in class and yet showed kindness and deference to the
others. I decided to bring her here. She is, like Rachael and Richard under my
legal guardianship until she is twenty-one years old. She is seventeen at
present.”
“Why did you decide to use her in the kitchen, if she is so graceful I mean?”
Jane inquired.
“Well Wendy was already here and so I started Claire in the Kitchen with perhaps
the thought of moving her later on. It was after I had disciplined Rachael that
I was in the kitchen one day and noticed that Claire was wearing perfume. I
immediately recognised it as Chanel 5. So I knew it must have been mine,
obviously taken from my dressing table. The girls help clean the rooms so Claire
would have ample opportunity to take a quick dab of perfume. I questioned her
immediately and she admitted trying some on. I think my best ideas come on the
spur of the moment. I instructed Rachael to take Claire up to the bathroom and
wash her from head to toe. Up in between her legs in her bottom in fact
everywhere. Both girls were blushing furiously but I continued to instruct them.
After Rachael had bathed Claire she was to bring her as she was (naked in other
words) down to my office where she would receive the cane. Rachael told me later
that Claire had climaxed as soon as she had began to wash between her legs. In
fact I believe she climaxed three times before Rachael had finished.” Jane was
leaning forward her eyes sparkling as Lady Rawlings recounted the events. “I was
in my office by the time the girls came down. Claire was blushing from head to
toe. It was the first time I had seen her naked. Her body is quite beautiful she
has quite large breasts for such a slender frame and her waist is absolutely
tiny. She has long slender legs and only wisp of hair between her legs. The girl
was covering her pubis with her hands. I remember hair squirming as she stood in
front of me. One thing I did notice was a certain excitement within Rachael. She
had obviously enjoyed bathing the girl and I suspect making her climax. I made
Claire stand to attention with her hands by her sides. She was shivering from
head to toe. I fetched the cane (I bought several soon after I had had to use a
riding crop on Rachael) and swished it through the air. Her look of anguish was
exquisite. I bent her over the desk with her arms outstretched on either side.
Her breasts were nicely squashed against the leather surface. I instructed
Rachael to stand to the girls side and put one hand underneath her tummy. I
reached between the girls legs and placed Rachael’s hand so that she was cupping
the girl’s pubis. I told her to take a tight hold knowing that her fingers would
press into the vagina. I made Rachael press down on the small of the girls back
with her other hand. I gave her four sound strokes of the cane in quick
succession. She bucked and reared but managed to stay bent over. As soon as
Rachael had released her she slumped at my feet holding on to my legs, pleading
that she was sorry. She really was in quite a state. I felt so sorry for her
that I sat down and took her over my knee immediately. The most unusual
occurrence was that Rachael took a tube of cream from her pocket. The same make
of cream that I had used on her, and handed it to me. “I thought you might need
this she said.” Can you imagine, she was hoping that I would do to Claire what I
had done to her.”
Jane smiled. “You obliged of course.”
“Yes of course.” Lady Rawlings laughed. “But I began to understand that Rachael
was really fond of Claire and that she genuinely hoped I would treat her in the
same way. I mean even to bringing the same type of cream down from the bathroom.
I always keep some here anyway. I instructed Rachael to stroke the girl gently
while I rubbed cream on her bottom. It was really a revelation of her feelings
for the girl. She stroked her hair and then I noticed her put her hand under the
girls breast. I put cream on her poor bottom. The marks were quite livid and I
had to be very gentle with her. I pushed my hands between her bottom cheeks and
popped a finger into her vagina. I could feel her move her hips almost
immediately and it couldn’t have been more that a few minutes before she
climaxed so strongly that I thought she was going to have a fit. Rachael in the
meantime I am sure was squeezing the poor girls nipples. Since that time they
have become inseparable, really good friends and I am sure that hop into each
others bed. They share a bedroom through choice although I have offered them
bedrooms of their own.”
Jane leaned back a smile on her face. “I am really looking forward to being
here. I think that I will have to plan my contact with all the girls rather
carefully, but I am sure that tenderness coupled with discipline will give me
the control I need. What I need now is to discuss Richard in detail, so that we
are both in absolute agreement about his upbringing.”
“I have no doubt we are already in perfect agreement, but I will give you a run
down on everything that has happened so far. I have received his school reports
from the orphanage and all his medical details.”
Lady Rawlings proceeded to tell Jane about Richard, interrupted only by the
maids clearing away the tea trolley. They talked at length, the sun’s rays
slowly diminishing through the study window. It was early evening by the time
they had finished. As they got up from their chairs, Lady Rawlings said. “I have
an idea how you could see Richard and yet still meet him on fresh ground on
Monday morning. That is if you would like to stay for dinner. I will ask Wendy
and Annette to have their meals with Richard in the small drawing room and we
will eat in the dining room. Claire and Rachael enjoy eating in the small
conservatory which is just off from the kitchens, so you will be able to meet
them on your own terms. How would that suit you?” Jane nodded her agreement.
Lady Rawlings continued I will put Richard to bed early and you can see him when
he is asleep. He has been at the lake with Diane as Veronica is shopping in
Douglas. He is usually tired after swimming all day, so I think you would be
able to leave about nine. How long does it take to get back to the school?”
“Oh.. about ten minutes I suppose, there is never any traffic around here and
the road is good for a country road.”

It was nine o clock in the evening when Lady Rawlings and Jane Marwood slipped
quietly into Richard’s bedroom. The room was dark apart from moonlight from the
stone framed window which cast a silvery light over the bed. Lady Rawlings
reached down and turned on the bedside light. A soft glow lit the room and for
the first time Jane Marwood was able to see her new charge.
“Isn’t he beautiful.” Jane whispered as she bent over the bed watching the young
boy in repose. Richard did not stir as Lady Rawlings carefully lifted the covers
and drew them back to the end of the bed, fully exposing the boy’s naked body.
Richard was laid on his back with his head turned to one side. Jane examined the
boy carefully from head to toe. Indeed he was more than she imagined. She looked
at the pale smooth skin, his graceful torso and legs before focusing her
attention on his penis and testicles. His penis was slightly laying across his
thigh. Jane was sorely tempted to gently cup his penis and testicles in her hand
but knew that the risk of waking him would spoil her future plans. After a few
moments Lady Rawlings raised an enquiring eye to Jane. The girl nodded and Her
Ladyship gently drew the covers back over the sleeping boy. As they descended
the stairs Jane could not help the excitement in her voice. She put her arm
around Lady Rawlings and kissed her tenderly on the cheek.
Lady Rawlings smiled. It was now time for her own curiosity to be filled. “I
know it’s late Jane but I would like you to do one thing for me before you go. I
know we have spent most of the day going through our arrangements, but it will
not take long.” Jane leaned against her companion. “Of course anything you want
you only have to ask.” They entered the small sitting room to the right of the
staircase. Lady Rawlings immediately sat down on the large settee looking up at
the young girl. “What is it you want.” Jane smiled down at her Ladyship as she
spoke.
“I want you to strip off your clothes so that I can have a good look at your
body.” Jane looked shocked for a second and then smiled. “I suppose fair is fair
and I did take you rather by surprise.” Without hesitation she began to undo the
buttons of her shirt, the white silk contrasted starkly with tanned flesh as she
slowly revealed her naked breasts. She pulled the silk from beneath the broad
leather belt and shrugged off the garment on to the floor. Her breasts were
magnificent, jutting straight out from above her narrow waist. Quickly she undid
the leather belt letting it drop to the floor. Her red fingernails flashed in
the light of the fire as she undid the waistband of her skirt. It slid down her
tanned thighs to her feet. She stood for a moment, her splendidly proportioned
body glistening with health. She hooked her long delicate fingers into the
waistband of her panties and pushed them down over her beautifully proportioned
thighs and over her knees to the floor. She kicked them off and stood in front
of her Ladyship. Her nipples stood out in sharp relief against the contours of
her firm breasts. The dark aureoles were large and plump accentuating the firm
flesh of the nipple. Her waist, so tiny against the plump firm flesh of her
breasts. Her hips swelled below the tiny waist, a beautiful curvature to the
slender legs below. Lady Rawlings leaned forward and cupped her hand between the
girls legs. Her fingers gently caressing the prominent mound of her smoothly
shaven pubis. Without warning she slipped a finger between the fleshy mounds at
either side of her vagina. “Why Jane you are quite moist. Why don’t you come and
sit on my knee.” Jane moved forward gracefully, her ladyships hand still cupping
her pubis as she sat down on her knees. “Now lean back on the settee so that you
are laid with just your bottom on my knees. Jane smiled, almost shyly as she
leaned back on to the soft cushions and swung her legs up on to the other side
of the settee. “Open up a bit I want to have a little look at you.” Her
Ladyships voice was soft and low as she gently parted the girls thighs. “Now I
can get at you, my you have a nice plump pussy.” Gently her ladyship parted the
ripe folds of the labia and pushed her finger firmly up into the girl. She could
feel and immediate response as she slowly rotated her finger up inside her juicy
orifice.

She pushed a second finger up into the moist flesh quickly jack-knifing
her two fingers. With her other hand she drew back the prepuce exposing the hard
nub of the clitoris with feathery strokes of her fingers she watched the
clitoris swell. Jane had never been so expertly seduced before. She could not
help herself as her hips began to undulate in circular motions between the busy
fingers of Her Ladyship. “Try and control yourself a little longer I want you to
have a nice big climax. There I can see you are losing control.” Lady Rawlings
quickened her fingers until the girls hips strained upwards beneath her. Just as
she began to climax Lady Rawlings pinched the clitoris hard. The girl bucked as
she pinched and rubbed the tender flesh, her other hand busy deep inside the
girl’s vagina. “There you are feeling that aren’t you.” Her Ladyships words were
calculated to increase the girls passion. “Argghhh mmmmnnn oooh yes sss. Jane
arched her back, her bottom was lifted up off her Ladyships knees as she
climaxed. “Arggghhh aarrggg mmm.” She felt completely out of control as a finger
suddenly speared up into her bottom. “Arrrgghhh.arrrggh.” Jane rolled her head
from side to side as wave after wave of sensual pleasure coursed through her
body. Gradually her orgasm subsided. She felt the finger being withdrawn gently
from her bottom and the delicate feathery strokes of Her Ladyships fingers over
thighs and tummy. “Just you relax for a few moments, while I stroke you gently,
there my poor baby there…” Lady Rawlings cooed softly to the young girl.
Feathery touches caressing her fine skin.
It was several minutes before Jane moved lazily off her Ladyship’s knee and on
to the cushions beside her. She curled her pretty legs beneath her and leaned
against the back of the settee with her body turned toward her companion. “That
was wonderful, Thankyou. May I kiss you?” Jane leaned forward without waiting
for a reply and kissed the beautiful lips of her Ladyship. Her breasts were
thrust against her body as she pushed her tongue deep inside her mouth.
It was past ten-o-clock before Jane stood in the hallway of the Manor House. The
outside door was open as they walked through to the stone steps leading to the
drive. Jane’s brand new Austin Healey stood gleaming beneath the portico lights.
“I will see you late on Sunday evening, my bags will arrive some time on
Saturday, I would prefer it if only you unpacked the large one. Everything else
can be done by the maids.” Lady Rawlings smiled. “You have your own canes then?”
Jane smiled impishly as she opened the door of her car and swung her pretty legs
over the sill. “Oh yes a huge variety… and other things as well!” She started
the car and slammed the car door shut. Leaning out of the window she shouted to
Lady Rawlings, her voice only just audible against the revving engine. “It’s my
turn next.”