The Governess- 23

“I’m sorry young man, but is for your own good. Go over to your desk and
undress, quickly now, I don’t want to waste the rest of the day.”
Richard was unable to move; the words shocked him. He could hardly believe this
beautiful young woman was going to cane him. He began to tremble from head to
foot, hardly able to put one foot in front of the other as he stumbled back to
his desk. He turned to her, his voice pleading. “But.. miss.”
Jane found it difficult to keep the thrill of excitement out of her voice as she
spoke sternly to her young charge. “If you delay any more Richard I will double
your punishment.”

“She watched with satisfaction as his trembling fingers
started to undo the buttons of his jacket. “Come along Richard everything
off… quickly now.” Jane stood up taking several ribbons of soft leather from
the draw and placing them on top of the desk. She closed the draw and moved to
side of her desk. She watched intently as the boy undressed. He had taken off
his jacket and shirt and laid them on the seat of his chair. He was naked above
the waist but seemed reluctant to unbutton his trousers. “Take your shoes and
socks off before your trousers… quickly now, I have warned you.” Jane’s voice
was stern. Her words seemed to have the desired effect as Richard bent over and
removed his shoes and socks. “Come along… drop your trousers.”

Tears were rolling down his cheeks as Richard undid the buttons of his trousers and pushed
them down to his ankles. He stepped out of them and placed them on top of his
clothes on the desk. Jane felt an involuntary shiver run through her body as she
watched the young boy stand up in just his underpants. “Right young man come and
stand in front of me.” She picked up the cane and held it across her thighs. She
stood with her legs apart and waited for Richard to stand in front of her. He
was clutching the waistband of his underpants as if they might fall. His whole
body trembled with fear and trepidation, his face flushed a deep red as he stood
before her. “Drop your pants Richard and bend over my desk.” Richard’s
humiliation was complete as he stood in front of his beautiful young teacher. He
looked up to her face as if to plead with her once more. Jane let go of the cane
with one hand and gently stroked the boy’s cheek. “Be a brave boy Richard, I
have to do this for your own good”. Her voice was soft, almost tender as she ran
her fingers gently down the side of his face and over his shoulder. “Come along
now, take off those pants, I really don’t want to punish you more than is
necessary.”

She thrilled as she watched him nervously push the pants down over
his hips and then down his thighs. He bent low and picked up the underpants,
clutching them against his genitals as he stood up. Jane smiled to herself as
she reached forward and took the garment from his trembling fingers. Richard was
mortified as she looked into his eyes. “Take your hands away and place them by
your sides. Stand up straight and look at me.” Jane looked down at his genitals
as he reluctantly uncovered himself. She raised the tip of the cane and placed
it under his chin. “I want you to look at me Richard.” Jane’s voice was now
gentle and soothing. “I am going to give you six strokes on your bottom and I
want you to take it like a man. No nonsense, otherwise I will increase it to
twelve. Because you are new to punishment I am going to secure you. So bend over
the desk.” She lowered the cane and placed it with his underpants on the side of
the desk. Richard shivered as he felt her gentle hands on his naked flesh. She
turned him around to face her desk, placing the flat of her palm against his
tummy she bent him over until his chest was pressed flat against the top of the
desk. Bending to one knee behind him she boldly stoked her fingers up the inside
of his thighs, making him spread his legs.

“Please miss..” Richard stammered.
“It’s no good pleading Richard, my mind is made up. Now get those legs apart.”
Quickly she took the ribbons and tied them around his ankles, fastening the ends
of the soft leather to the legs of the desk. She then moved to the other side of
her desk and taking his wrists, pulled his arms forward and deftly bound the
wrists together. She attached the other end of the soft leather to the handle of
the centre draw. “Now Richard I have not bound you tightly, but if you do not do
as I say, I will fetch the maids to hold you down is that clear.” Jane heard the
boy mumble an affirmative reply as she moved back around the desk to stand
behind his naked body. Although she had not bound him tightly she was well aware
that he could not move his bottom but a few inches. She stood back admiring her
handiwork. Richard’s chest was pressed flat against the inlaid leather top with
his head turned to one side and his legs spread widely apart. Jane relaxed as
she examined the naked body stretched before her. She noted his firm buttocks as
she bent forward to look between his outstretched legs. His penis hung down
below his testicles, which she noticed were tightly encased in the scrotum as if
he were cold. She moved forward and placed a hand on each buttock gently pulling
them apart. She heard the boy gasp as she ran her forefinger down the crease of
the buttocks and over the sensitive sphincter. “Right my boy, get that bottom
up, come along up on your toes,” She watched as he obediently straightened his
legs and pushed his bottom upwards. Jane felt a quiver of excitement run through
her body. She was aware that the boy could not raise his bottom any higher, but
could not resist the prospect of increasing his embarrassment. “Come along you
can do better than that” Gently she cupped his scrotum and carefully squeezed
his testicles, pulling the scrotum backwards towards her. She thrilled once more
as he gasped with shock at the intimate way she handled him. Keeping hold of his
testicles she delicately encircled his penis with the finger and thumb of her
other hand and pushed the foreskin upwards, uncovering the sensitive glans.
“Come along get it up further, there’s a good boy.” Richard could do nothing but
mumble. She noted that his face, which was turned to the side, was covered in
one deep blush.
Letting go of him she stood back and once more took up her position. Taking the
cane she lowered it so that the tip rested on the centre of his buttocks.
Richard quaked visibly as the cold rattan touched his flesh. Delicately she
stroked the cane up and down over the cheeks of his bottom. She felt the smooth
cotton of her blouse rub against her nipples, which were hard with desire.
“Come along Richard keep it up” With these words she abruptly raised the cane
and brought it down hard across the very centre of his bottom. The effect was
electric, his shoulders heaved as he strained to straighten up and his mouthed
opened wide in a grimace of anguish. “Arrrggghhh.. arggghhh.” Richard groaned
as the pain of the stroke seared through his body. Through the deluge of pure
anguish he heard her voice softly whisper. “That was number one.” His shoulders
quivered as he felt her tap the under-part of his buttocks. “Get your bottom up,
I shall not tell you again.” Her voice was now firmer and more husky. “Come
along now.” Richard strained to push his bottom upwards at the same time trying
to clench his buttocks together as if somehow to protect the sensitive flesh.
“Don’t you dare clench your buttocks.” With all the will power he could muster
Richard forced himself to relax his buttocks. No sooner had the flesh relaxed a
second stroke bit into his tender flesh. He tried to rear up but could not move
his hands. His whole body seemed helplessly pinioned to the desk. He cried out
loudly, his throat almost constricted with the effects of the pain. “Arrggghhh..
arrrggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh..” “That was number two.” Jane’s voice was soft, almost a
mumer. Without warning Richard heard the swish of the cane as once more it
sliced though the air. He could not believe the intensity of the pain as the
bony rattan cane bit deeply into his flesh. Arrggghhh.. arrggghhhhhh..
arrgggggggghhhhh.” Jane squeezed her legs together as she felt a thrill run
through her body. She pressed her hand between her legs and breathing deeply
waited for the feeling to subside. She watched as Richard thrashed his bottom
from side to side. Three bright red weals delineated his quivering buttocks.
“Get that bottom up Richard” She said firmly as she raised the cane once more.
“That was number three and you have three more to come.” For the fourth stroke
she sliced the cane down across the top of his buttocks. ‘Thwack’. She delighted
in the satisfying sound of the cane as it bit once more into his soft flesh. She
watched delightedly as he threw his head back and screamed. “Arrgggggggghhh
hhhhhhhhh arrrgggg gggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh.”

“That was number four.” Her words
were barely audible as without respite she raised the cane again and brought it
down hard. Richard was beside himself with pain as the bony rattan cane bit into
his bottom. This time Jane had aimed carefully for the tender under-part of his
buttocks. Her aim had been true and she watched his body quiver uncontrollably
as he tried to rid himself of the pain “Arrrgghrgggggghhhhh…. Arrrggggggghhhh
oooooohhhhhh.” Richard screamed, his flesh felt as if it was on fire. His body
was quivering uncontrollably his mouth wide open as he fought for breath. “That
was number five, you have one more to come. Jane was not sure that she had
managed to keep the excitement out of her voice as mercilessly she raised her
arm for the sixth and final stroke. She aimed for the centre of his bottom and
brought the cane down hard, watching as if in slow motion, the wicked rattan
strike his flesh.
His flesh seemed to envelop the bamboo as it bit deep into his buttocks. The
effect of the last stroke was beyond anything Richard could have imagined. His
whole body stiffened for an instance as if had been electrocuted. He tossed his
head and screamed. Argggghhhh .. arrgggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…
arrrggggggggggggggghhhhh. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he tried to escape
his bindings. His whole body was writhing in agony.
Arrrggggghhhhhh..arrggggggghhhhhh…ooooohhhhhhhh. Please misss.. misss n’nnoo
more. He shook uncontrollably as the pain coursed through his body. “Pleeeeeeese
misssss.” He was near to fainting as he tried to form his words. “Pleeeaaase…
miss, no more.”
Jane smiled with satisfaction as she laid down the cane. She leaned over his
quivering naked body and gently stroked her hand over his shoulders. “There my
boy, it’s all over now. Try and relax… there’s a good boy. Softly her fingers
trailed over his back and down over his upturned bottom. She bent to one knee
and deftly cupped his scrotum with one hand while the other delicately encircled
his penis. She pushed the foreskin back over the glans and squeezed the timid
flesh. Pulling the foreskin down again she began to move her hand up and down in
a milking motion. She heard the boy gasp as she cleverly manipulated his penis.
She slowly increased the tempo of her ministrations as she felt his penis begin
to stiffen. “There, there now, it’s all over, just relax.” Richard gasped as she
tightened her grip on his penis and pushed the foreskin back as far as it would
go. She punctuated the stroking of his penis by gently squeezing his testicles
in a similar rhythm. Richard’s emotions were in turmoil his breathing heavy and
laboured. He felt totally trapped and humiliated as she cleverly aroused him.
She worked diligently, ignoring the moans and groans of the naked boy. Abruptly
she let go of his testicles and slid her fingers up between the crease of his
buttocks. Locating the sphincter, she teased the delicate membranes around the
opening. With great care she inserted her finger into the orifice, insidiously
probing until she felt the sphincter dilate. Without warning she pushed her
finger firmly up into his bottom at the same time pushing the foreskin of his
penis back, fully exposing the glans. She ignored the boy’s gasps as she quickly
located the prostate gland. Curling her finger inside him, she stoked the
prostate, feeling his penis throb between her fingers. “There’s a good boy, just
relax it will take the pain away.” Richard’s whole body was trembling, his body
wracked with emotion as his mistress expertly brought him to new heights of
sexual sensation. Feeling his penis throb uncontrollable Jane quickly pressed
her finger deeper into his bottom, increasing the tempo of her strokes as she
squeezed his penis as hard as she could.

She smiled with satisfaction as the boy moaned uncontrollably. A jet of semen
erupted from the tip of his penis on to the carpet below. Jane moved her hand up
and down the shaft of his penis with increased speed, her nails gently grazing
the rim of the glans as her fingers moved down over the tip. Richard shook with
emotion as she relentlessly milked him of every last drop of semen. He felt
drained as her fingers slowed and her grip relaxed. Jane extracted her finger
from his bottom and took hold of his scrotum. She squeezed firmly watching the
last drops of milky white semen escape from the tip of his penis. “There..
there, just you relax, while I fetch the maids to attend to you.” Richard was
beside himself with emotion. He could not have believed that he could feel any
more embarrassment and yet he was to be subjected to even greater indignities.
Jane knew her job well, after all she had been trained by the best. Richard was
her charge and she had made but a small start. He would over the next few years
be subjected to humiliation, pain and sexual pleasure. He would be trained to
associate pain with pleasure and humiliation with adoration for his mistresses.
This for Richard was just a beginning.