Sara Over Again
Sir was never harsh, always fair.
If she needed a sound beating, she got one, and usually deserved one, always accepted one most of all thanked Sir for his love, respect and protection.
If she got a bedtime spanking, it too was well deserved, received and appreciated.
She had been summoned to Sirs study and told to come in just her dressing gown.
This meant Sir did not want a show, did not need the titillation of seeing her squirm at her own embarrassment as her top comes off and her bra, freeing her young tits. The swaying of her nipple ended tits as she bent over to remove her shoes and socks, all well rehearsed of course to suit Sir.
She knew how he loved her tits, her cute nipples always ready to point towards him when given the instruction to strip.
She knocked and entered His study and walked to the corner, remove her dressing gown and stood hands on head, naked. The corner, which had a window facing the garden. The garden where the odd job man was doing the lawns and borders.
Her skin glistened in the sunlight from the window, the corner of her eye caught sight of the odd job man, yes, he was looking right at her.
She coughed and moved her hand to her mouth, her breasts bouncing, she looked and the odd job man was sniggering, he was so handsome, she looked sideways at him and saw his bulge, she reddened up and concentrated on the job at hand.
She heard the spanking stool scrape along the wooden floor, and Sirs cane cupboard open.
She gulped as she heard the swish, she recognised the sound, it was the junior, whippy cane.
The cane tapped 3 times on the spanking stool.
She turned and head down approached the stool, leant forward and bent right over.
A hand on each leg, gripped tight.
A leg covering each of the other 2 stool legs.
Pussy lips, just open.
Her bottom high, so high, inviting the cut of Sirs chosen implement.
With little introduction, just a few light aim taps across both well used cheeks; Whoosh carrack the first cut.So, so hard it even made her tight well looked after toned bottom quiver into ripples like a stone in a calm lake.4 more, just as hard, just as precise.
Sir stopped, walked to the cupboard and replaced the cane.
A knock on the door, it was the young gardener, "Come in, sorry, I`m just dealing with a problem, you can sit and wait if you like, I`ll be done in about 10 minutes, in fact, do come into my study and wait"
"Thank you."
Thank goodness it was over she thought, she had obviously deserved it, and would probably be told later why, so were the ways of this HoH home.
The gardener watching was not a great problem, she had often been punished in public, if it was Sirs wish, she accepted without question, it`s what happened to naughty girls having their naughty bare bottoms spanked.
She fully accepted certain dinner parties Sir held where she would not only have to serve his guests naked with food at the table but also with her hand, mouth and tongue after dinner under the table.
Going round each guest in turn and bringing each to a climax.
She was then the after dinner entertainment with a medley of practised sexual acts with household items and allowing His guests to handle her before he whipped her body, back and front.
Not hard or excessive, just enough to draw a scream or whimper from me as it touched a delicate place.
Her eyes never leaving Sir if it was at all possible, omg, Sir was undoing His belt!
What had she done to deserve the cane and a leathering, and why not the leathering first and then the cane?
Her thoughts took her mind off what was to come until the first lash landed over the cane stripes.
Between lashes he was talking to the gardener on what was done and what was to be done.
She tried to count but lost her train of thought as the lashes did their work.
Her tears buried the conversation and she knew her wetness would betray her to a trained eye like Sirs.
The reign of lashes ceased and she heard Sir go to his desk and take out his cash box and pay the man for his work.
The front door opened, she heard words spoken and the door closed.
Sir came through the house and out of the French windows onto the lawn.
On his return he lifted up her chin, "The next time I catch you flirting with ANYONE I do not give permission for, you will be flogged on the drive for all to see."
She was in between sobs as he waited for the answer and slapped her face on both cheeks for being kept waiting.
He was not an impatient man but demanded respect.
She recognised the squeak of Sirs cane cupboard open again.
She knew she had to be taught a lesson and deserved one.
Sir whooshed the cane in the air and she looked around at him and spoke, "Thank you Sir" she gripped the stool legs and took a deep breath.
Not answering, or hesitating when asked, was an immediate return to the start of the punishment.
Whoosh crrack........
She was left over the stool and she heard Sirs car going down the gravel drive, interrupted by the front door opening, and closing.
The footsteps got louder, someone stood in front of her as his trousers fell to the ground.
Her head was lifted and a semi hard cock offered to her lips, she gratefully accepted.
Her hands still gripping the spanking stool legs as the mystery cock gently grew and she sucked.
At full stiffness it was removed and he walked around to her bottom.
His hand pushed into the small of her naked back and he spanked her, she was soon in floods of tears.
Again back to her head for more treatment, still gentle yet still Dominant as her tears hit his shaft.
Back to her bottom, this time a gentle rub as he eased into her pussy.
He held onto her skinny thigh bone and thrust into her, he was gentle but firm, easy but thorough.
He found her spot, bent his knees slightly, and had her mind drifting with every hit.
Now well lubricated he took her rose, his hands leaving her hips and re locating in her pussy.
He knew only too well what a girl needed, nip, pinch, finger and stretching her lips, painfully and she cum and cum.
She did not even hear the front door open and close, she was way, way, way above that level.
Not even Sirs car returning up the drive, or him entering the room.
The first thing she realised was his cock slapping her face then into her mouth, she wanted more, much, much more, and that`s just what she got."