Here, a governess writes to Edmund, the betrothed bridegroom of Emily Orn (Victorian bride and "my" great-great-grandmother), concerning certain interesting details of his future wife's conduct as a girl.
"Accordingly, as Miss Orn sat at her writing desk and I in my teacher’s chair, I began kindly to question her about her disturbed sleep; her confusion at my questions afforded me the opportunity of asking whether she had been troubled lately by any new or unwonted thoughts; at her demurral I was forced to assume rather a sterner tone and to inform her that it would go much easier with her if she were to confess any infractions of which she might be guilty, than if she were to be discovered in them. At that Miss Orn began to cry, and I thought (though the event proved me to have been deceived) that I had spoken with her in happy time, and that it would be easy to extirpate the sin. Again I assumed a kindly tone, and I said that she had been detected in her pursuits; that she would have to be punished, but that she would be the better for it; that the thoughts and feelings she was experiencing had ruined many a young woman before her, but that with my help she would still make the wonderful marriage we all expected of her; even that I had myself in my youth been subject to the same temptations. With all due obedience, Miss Orn rose from her desk and brought me my walnut hair-brush from its menacing place of honor on my escritoire. At my command, Miss Orn bent over the desk and grasped its corners, then held still while I pinned her skirts and lowered her drawers to reveal a girlish posterior that was nevertheless in the slight fullness of its little peaches, and in the little wisps of hair that peeped from between her thighs, beginning to ripen into the allure of the marriageable maiden.
“Finally, she sobbed quietly as the sharp, repeated sound of the hairbrush upon her reddening bottom-cheeks rang through the little room, and her posterior showed the evidence ever more clearly that in the miniature universe of the school-room such conduct as hers will have its just reward.
“One hundred strokes of the hair-brush had Miss Orn that afternoon (I record the number for your information, since proportions are so important in these matters); she took her supper in her bed-chamber, lying over a bolster with her lovely posterior (to which I had allowed her—under my supervision, and with my assistance—to apply a salve) exposed and shining apple-red in the lamp-light. Between the backs of her thighs one could just make out the new-shadowed furrow of her charming maidenly virtue, whose exposure seemed to me likely to encourage in my pupil the modesty necessary for the future."Here's the blurb for the book:
My fingers were clumsy on the latch, but at last the cover swung up to reveal, on a display surface of black velvet, something made of white silk and ornamented with lace; what it was was at first impossible to discern, as I had never seen anything like it before. Though it was folded slightly at the bottom, it was obviously fashioned from less material than a pocket handkerchief.
“I shall not make you guess what it is, Miss Orn, since I can tell that you have not the slightest idea. It is a bridal garment that Mr. Wilkes has selected for you. You will wear it on your wedding day.”
I spoke despite myself. “A garment? How can this be a garment?”
The 21st book of Explorations takes the series in a startling new direction. Real Emily, to escape from the fantasies about Sarah that have been tormenting her, has her avatar fantasy-Emily receive a manuscript written by her great-great-grandmother and namesake, Emily Orn. That manuscript tells an astonishing story: Emily Orn and her husband Edmund Wilkes were part of a "Great Drama" of Dominance and submission in Victorian England, and the first part of Emily Orn's "Bride's Tale" narrates the beginning of her initiation into that drama at the hands of Mrs. Smith, whose establishment has the mission of preparing submissive brides for their wedding-nights.
This book of EXPLORATIONS contains fiction elaborating the following sorts of fantasy that you may wish to avoid: ff, Ff, spanking. It's intended for over-18 audiences who, like me, are interested in exploring the lines between pleasure and pain, dominance and submission, and fantasy and reality. All characters depicted are consenting adults.