The Governess- 23

“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.”