Or that is what I meant to say. What actually emerged from my lips was, "Mrs. Smith! Mrs. Smith! Please. . . oh, please."
How to describe the motions of her fingers? I could not see them in the mirror, so perhaps they may be termed discreet—the view was only of the elegant lady standing beside an unclothed feminine back-side, her left hand resting lightly above the buttocks, her right, for reasons (undoubtedly in complete accord with propriety) of her own, placed at the most shameful spot, where the hemispheres and the thighs all intersect, as if to a civilized personage such a posterior was a natural subject of attention. But those invisible motions! She had said she would place her salve upon "the chastised area," but it began to seem that her interpretation of the phrase was rather liberal. She was rubbing a certain place, opening me so wantonly that I was no longer able to utter articulate noises at all; indeed I had begun to cry out much as I had at the strokes of the paddle. How could shame and pleasure be so inter-twined? How could I have any claim to honour, I who was allowing Mrs. Smith to feel how wanton I was despite all my boasted modesty?And the blurb (buy the book here):
“Yes, Miss Orn, it is shameful. Your conduct when you were eighteen, and its punishment. Raising your shift in bed and fingering your untried charms and bending with your drawers down over your school desk; playing lewdly in the tub and being made to show your nakedness to your governess while she chastised it; tasting your friend’s loins on a mossy bank and riding the punishment horse in the solarium. What your bridegroom will command of you, the use he will make of your most private parts, what he will punish you for and the chastisement itself. It is shameful to remove your corset, your chemise, your drawers for me. That is why I have asked it of you.”Read all the Saturday Spankings!
The 22nd book of Explorations continues the story of fantasy-Emily reading her great-great-grandmother's introduction to a world of Victorian BDSM, at the hands of the able Mrs. Smith, trainer of young brides. Victorian Emily finds herself caught in a web of consent and compulsion, forced to undress in an elegant parlor and to hear hints of things to come that seem to her so shameful and degrading that she can hardly believe them.
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.