“My hair-brush was in my hand already, and I instructed Miss Orn to assume a position I had heard about from another governess, one she used for the worst offenses, in which the offender is made to bend at the waist until she grasps her own ankles, spreading her feet slightly so as to maintain her balance. In this position, which I chose because of the way it exposed the region of Miss Orn’s naughtiness, that maiden furrow still shining a bit with the moisture she had wantonly called into it, to a very shameful degree, I had her stay as I confessed to her my great disappointment, and told her that the sternest correction would now be necessary. Still hoping to touch the keen sense of shame I knew she possessed, I urged her to picture herself as I saw her, naked before her governess and in the position to which her wantonness had brought her, arranged so that her naughty private part was the first thing to greet the eye. Did she wish to be nothing but that part? For if her conduct continued, it would be so.
“At this I began to apply the hair-brush, and I must admit to having lost count of the exact number of times I applied it, as I was attempting to reinforce reason with chastisement. As I warned Miss Orn in explicit terms of the dangers of the path upon which she was now embarked, I stayed at her side with my left hand upon her waist and my right emphasizing each word with the hair-brush’s office upon a spot so close to the problematic part that I had hope the Miss Orn might gather the gravity of the situation. I narrated to her the typical tale of such a girl: the easiness of her virtue, the advantage taken by the handsome young man, the broken promises of marriage, the rejection of her family, at last the inevitable coming upon the town."And the blurb (buy the book here!):
Mrs. Smith was suddenly very matter-of-fact. "Very well, Miss Orn. It is my custom to test a new girl’s obedience immediately. Stand up, if you please, and allow me to assist you in removing your clothing. In order that there be no false pretense here, let me warn you that you will be required to remove every garment, including your chemise."
My conscious mind now rose in open rebellion against the impulse that had had me give my word. How could I obey her? Why had I given my word to do so? Had I had any inkling she would ask such a thing?
NOTE: This book comprises material previously published in the following books: Emily, Victorian Bride; Emily in the School for Wives; Emily Undressed; Emily's Bath; Emily's Morning; and EXPLORATIONS: Books 21-24. I here present it as a continuous story and without the intrusion of the modern narrative of my fantasy-tale, for readers who might be more interested in this Victorian material.
In this notebook, imagined as passed down to me from my great-great-grandmother, Emily Orn tells the story of her first initiation into a great drama of BDSM in Victorian England. Under the tutelage of Mrs. Smith, trainer of submissive brides, she learns to know and to love her craving for shameful degradation and erotic submission.
This book of EXPLORATIONS contains fiction elaborating the following sorts of fantasy that you may wish to avoid: Mf, ff, Ff, spanking, mild watersports. 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.Read all the Saturday Spankings!