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Kiduttaja said:
an elegant B&W spanking pic
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IMG_5837.jpeg Fed up with constant thrashings for crystal and vase breakage, not to mention allowing myself to be tied naked and spreadeagled on a four poster for his randy Lordship’s nocturnal pleasure seeking, I decided to give notice at Cruxton Abbey and seek a service staff post elsewhere.

Much to my surprise Lady @Wragg was most graceful about it, even volunteering to write me a letter of introduction and recommendation to the household of Lord Thrashbottom down in one of the most posh parts of the City of London.

Quite surprised that she would do that, I was very much tempted to unseal the letter and sneak a peek at what her Ladyship had so kindly written about me, but decided that would have been quite inappropriate.

In any case, it appeared to have worked as I was immediately accepted into the household there as a parlor maid.

But I sensed something wasn’t quite right when my new Master escorted me upstairs to my sleeping room in the servants’ quarters and informed me that my “uniform” was to consist of nothing more than the pair of black shoes, dark stockings, suspenders and gloves laid out on the bed before me.

“Why, I can’t go about dressed like that!” I protested indignantly, “There’s nothing there to cover my private bits!”

“You can and you will!, Miss Moore!” He snorted with a look of absolute contempt. “Lady Wragg warned me of your constant need for disciplinary measures, and there’s no time like the present to demonstrate that there shall be no back talk from the likes of you here in this house. Now strip down, don your uniform, get up on that bed and assume ‘the position’. And be quick about it! You’ll take a good dozen on this inaugural occasion and you’ll count and call them out, or I’ll add to the number!”

Alas, in the end, my tight little absorbed seventeen wickedly administered strokes that evening. And then, to add insult to injury, I was required to kneel before his Lordship, open my mouth and perform the ‘unspeakable’.

Well, THAT just wouldn’t do!

So, I waited till all were asleep, packed my bag and slipped out into the night intending to make my way back to Cruxton and beg my former employers to please take me back.

I hoped they would.
 
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Barbaria1 said:
View attachment 1499674 Fed up with constant thrashings for crystal and vase breakage, not to mention allowing myself to be tied naked and spreadeagled on a four poster for his randy Lordship’s nocturnal pleasure seeking, I decided to give notice at Cruxton Abbey and seek a service staff post elsewhere.

Much to my surprise Lady @Wragg was most graceful about it, even volunteering to write me a letter of introduction and recommendation to the household of Lord Thrashbottom down in one of the most posh parts of the City of London.

Quite surprised that she would do that, I was very much tempted to unseal the letter and sneak a peek at what her Ladyship had so kindly written about me, but decided that would have been quite inappropriate.

In any case, it appeared to have worked as I was immediately accepted into the household there as a parlor maid.

But I sensed something wasn’t quite right when my new Master escorted me upstairs to my sleeping room in the servants’ quarters and informed me that my “uniform” was to consist of nothing more than the pair of black shoes, dark stockings, suspenders and gloves laid out on the bed before me.

“Why, I can’t go about dressed like that!” I protested indignantly, “There’s nothing there to cover my private bits!”

“You can and you will!, Miss Moore” He snorted with a look of absolute contempt. “Lady Wragg warned me of your constant need for disciplinary measures, and there’s no time like the present to demonstrate that there shall be no back talk from the likes of you here in this house. Now get strip down, don your uniform, get up on that bed and assume ‘the position’. And be quick about it! You’ll take a good dozen on this inaugural occasion and you’ll count and call them out, or I’ll add to the number!”

Alas, in the end, my tight little absorbed seventeen wickedly administered strokes that evening. And then, to add insult to injury, I was required to kneel before his Lordship, open my mouth and perform the ‘unspeakable’.

Well, THAT just wouldn’t do!

So, I waited till all were asleep, packed my bag and slipped out into the night intending to make my way back to Cruxton and beg my former employers to please take me back.

I hoped they would.
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a very nice story out of a small pic... many thanks &... good job !
 
Shamefan said:
Nicely punished bottoms and thighs, and from the second picture it looks as if her caning is still in progress.

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It seems that canning is severely painful. I was thinking of it for me instead of the whip, but it doesn't seem the best idea when I see these pictures. Or can it be done "lightly" without such marks? Any advice is welcome, thank you.
Veronika
 
Crucified Veronika said:
It seems that canning is severely painful. I was thinking of it for me instead of the whip, but it doesn't seem the best idea when I see these pictures. Or can it be done "lightly" without such marks? Any advice is welcome, thank you.
Veronika
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Yes, I think you have more control than with a whip but it depends how hard it is used. I you want one that isn’t going to do much damage then I would recommend a fairly short thin one.
 
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