First Lesson in Deportment: A Submissive Maid Spanking Story

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I know very well what you are talking about, because i grew up under the discipline of the slipper of my mother. Her slippers were not light “chanclas” or soft and light spanking implements, there were a solid and heavy rubber or leather soled ones she bought not only to hang around the house, but also to spank the bottoms of his sons and daughter over her knees when they were naughty. Those slippers hurt a lot on our bare bottoms, because mom bared it to spank us, and they left us our rears red and sore for hours, and sometimes they hurt until the next day. The sound of the slipper warming some bad girl’s or boy’s bottom was something usual at home, and not a whole week passed without it warming one or the other of us, some weeks all the three, and all our nearby neighbors could hear it and knew very well about the use of “la zapatilla” on our home, some having witnessed some of the thrashings. Naughtiness can be found in many places, each with a miriad of nooks, crannies, and corners to explore. Such as ‘Vintage Fairs.’ , which I frequent often. I deal with curios, antiques and collectibles, when not spanking. I have a secret area, where people who know, ask…”er, hmmm, got anything interesting?” A faint smile came to the man's lips. "I am sure it will help you remember our little meeting today." In a lower, slightly menacing voice, Bryson went on, "Draw up your chemise to your waist, Miss Glenwood. Then, bend over in front of my desk, elbows on it." I get my manhood in my hand, and stroke as I listen. I hear the rustle of paper, the removal of some clothing, and little words….and then…

A series of letters followed, describing their ways , their need of correction, and after agreeing fees, paid in advance for two years, she has agreed to take them, and to turn them into ‘Young Ladies of Fine Standing’, to be proud of. Jacob and Amelia will not be requiring hot water for their bath today, thank you cook. Kindly have the tin bath filled with cold water, and bring me a scrubbing brush and a bar of carbolic soap." The most unsettling punishment on our list is drawing and quartering, also called dismemberment. In these cases, the victim is tied to four horses that all pull in different directions. Probably the most famous case of its administration ties in all the motifs of our previous punishments. The victim was Tupac Amaru, a rebel leader in Peru, who led indigenous Peruvians against the colonial Spanish. In my serial The Governess, teenagers Jacob and Amelia meet their match in the guise of the steely Miss Eversham, who very soon takes control. When she she finished spanking me and left the room, I peeked under my door and made sure she was down the hall before starting my little victory dance. I was quite pleased with myself and my acting skills. I knew that not only did I escape a real belting, but I escaped a real spanking altogether! I also thought that, moving forward…she may go to the belt instead of her sandal and that would be pretty OK with me! I could just act my way through it. I had a get out of jail free card!Looking it the add now it’s easy to read between the lines, young mummy’s boy with no girlfriend wanted to live with older experienced woman; I can’t believe I was so naive. Various authors of contemporary spanking fiction have written a number of stories featuring the governess. Here are a few extracts from some of the governess stories available in the Library of Spanking Fiction. Many of us appreciate stories where the tables are turned, resulting in the disciplinarian being in a position of chastisement. In The Governess by Flogmaster, the boy Bobby delights in spanking his governess. In Georgina and the Governess by Neil, disgraced daughter Georgina is taken in hand by the stern no-nonsense Miss Grant.

Sophie, the waitress, smiles and offers Rowena a cushion. “Thank you.” I say…” But no cushion is needed today.” Miss Glenwood's face had become as red as fire; her eyes flashed with anger. "You sir, are no gentleman," she hissed, "to force a lady to strip almost naked, like a common trollop! Is humiliation a part of my punishment as well?" She sends me a couple of photos of her, peering between her legs. I masturbate to orgasm as I listen to her doing the same.I spent many years working at a College, lecturing and demonstrating Thermodynamics. Every time, just before the class came in, I was nervous, even after twenty five years I was. It is the same now…I see a car pull up, just one girl in it…it has to be her. I go to the counter, at the front of the Antiques Emporium to greet her. Sir Richard turned and contemplated the well rounded and nicely present bottom before him. It was as luscious as he remembered and he wondered briefly he if he was not taking advantage. Finally the spanking stopped. As I stayed bent over the bed crying, she said, “Now…~I~ have a story for YOU. When I was little, if MY Mom caught us lying to her, we’d get a spanking for whatever it was we did. Then she’d wait and let us calm down, stop crying, and then tell us that we were getting another spanking right then for lying about it. The way I see it, when you were pretending that the belting hurt; that was pretty much lying to your Mom. So, after you calm down and stop crying, you’re going to get another whuppin’ for lying.” Then I saw a small, terrifying smile on her face as she mused, “The revenge of the Moms if you will.” Let these pictures set the scene of the school. Lots of mahogany, lots of polish, everything ‘just so’.