A young woman witnesses the strapping of her aunt, Perrin.
She stood in front of everyone and the guilt in her face could be seen. I really was wondering what her stern husband would do. But it became clear once i saw the strap in his hands
She had been caught cheating on him with another man. despite that, i didn't expect the husband to use corporal punishment. i was now shocked that he held a strap. Everyone in the house had been called to witness. It would be a humiliating punishment. From the 18 year old bedroom cleaner to the oldest serving maid. She was going to be spanked and spanked hard in front of everyone.
I would also get to see her large unclothed ass. I had mixed feelings
Without wasting time, he ordered her to strip naked and lay across the sought of bench/bed that had been used to award previous punishments.
It was mainly used as a bed when there were many guests in the house.
As she stripped, she could barely hold her tears.
Once she finished, she lay on her stomach slowly sobbing and awaiting her punishment. Her ass could take the 20 lashes without much overlapping. she had to hold the bar at the end of the bench and not release it.
The punishment commenced with the first stroke.
The soft flesh was compressed
as the lash created its own flattened groove for a brief millisecond before
it was snatched away. As the buttocks sprang back a white band appeared
that, almost immediately turned to pink then vivid red. By this time the
pain had reached Perrin's mind and she gasped, with head held back frantically
gripping the handhold. The next four strokes followed quickly so that the
buttocks were still bouncing from the previous lash as the next struck
home. Then James's concentration moved to the lower, bruised area.
Four rapid lashes were laid
on with the James grunting with effort on each one. Perrin had expected
the area to be tender and it most certainly was. Her head was held back,
her plump face was bright red, eyes tightly shut and her lips pulled back
as she forced her hands to grip the rail. She had laid flat across the bed. A loud groan of pain and despair
echoed round the room.
Four more times James
laid on the heavy strap to sizzle down on to the earlier weals on the top
two thirds of the shaking buttocks. Unbelievably Perrin managed to hold
There was a pause.
"You will surely nor repeat that again", said James
She had been caught with a man the prevous night and james wasn't going to take it as if nothing had happened. She called everyone in the house to witness the punishment of his 33 year old wife.
She lay three hard ones
in quick succession. Sadly for Perrin they were across the welted
bruises at the very bottom of her buttocks. It was beyond reason to expect
anyone to remain in control and Perrin leapt upright clutching her nates,
rubbing them furiously. Tears ran down her pink face as she sobbed her
heart out. Instead of sympathy on the faces of the house staff, there
was outright disgust and contempt at her behaviour.
" Once again Perrin, your
inability to control yourself is going to require further punishment. Perrin!,
grip that edge of the bed with your hands and don't let go this time."
Once again James swung
the strap above his left shoulder, then it was brought down over the woman's
upper thighs with a solid "thwack." Somehow, Perrin managed to hold on
to the bar. The strap was raised again and held suspended. Anyone doubting
the effort James was applying to the task could see for
herself the sweat patch under his armpit. Down it came again but this time
across the upper part of the buttocks. Suddenly, the third stroke slashed
in across the lower quarter, just above the thighs.
Perrin screamed and threshed
around bed. By a superhuman effort, boosted only by the
fear of the strapping being repeated once more, her grip of the bar held
fast. James waited a full two minutes in the hope that her resolve
would break and the hands would let go. Finally he announced: