In the room he called his throne room, with the baroque furnishings that spoke of his royal lineage (though of course he was not a prince himself, but simply the wealthiest man in Luxembourg), Pierre had set up, before the dais on which his throne sat, a special sort of table: five feet long and about eighteen inches wide, with a cushion atop it. This unique piece of furniture was reserved for disciplining the maids.
The maids in Pierre's establishment wore a unique sort of uniform--and indeed no two maids wore exactly the same arrangement of lacy lingerie and the regulation apron, tied at the back with a fetching bow. Pierre chose them for their compatibility with one another, as well as for their suitability to wear the uniform and to serve him in the way the uniform implied they must serve him.
And every Thursday he disciplined them in the throne room.
The maids, in their uniforms, would enter, and take up their place together, leaning over the special padded table. He would sit behind them, watching sometimes for more than an hour. Eventually, of course, he would approach, and spank them with his leather paddle, on their lovely lace-adorned bottoms, until those bottoms glowed red, and they were ready to come to his bed.
Before he did that, though, the maids knew that he expected them to show him their affection for one another. It was a lovely game they played, for the maids knew that Pierre would pretend that he spanked them because they could not keep from kissing and touching each other, when in truth he loved to see their affection: that affection, displayed over the special table appointed for their spankings, above all made him ready to give them their spankings.
(Photo via Sir DuĊĦan Gabrielson of the wonderful Sensual BDSM community on Google Plus.)
Oh Emily! So luscious!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Celeste!
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