Miss Birch vanished, and papa arming himself with a formidable r od, elegantly trimmed as usual, began by lecturing me on my fault. They supposedly "advocated corporal punishment of young women over the age of 16 and unmarried ladies up to a late age. I could hear a rustling of her dress, as if some ​little struggle was taking place; a sound of smothered kisses, and soft expostulatory ejaculations, such as, "I dare not! My head was pressed against the tumultuously heaving bosom of my governess, and notwithstanding the intensity of my suffering, I could plainly hear the beating of her heart, and knew that her thighs were tightly compressed together, whilst a strange tremor pervaded her entire frame.

The Governess, as is usual in fiction, is young, beautiful, tall and voluptuous and the descriptions of spankings and canings are splendidly detailed sometimes in private and sometimes public. Text is available under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License; additional terms may apply. Warton, and my mother died in giving birth to myself, so that I was brought up under a nurse, and afterwards, when about seven years old, a young lady was engaged as governess to instil my juvenile mind with the rudiments of learning, preparatory to being sent to a finishing school.

Her skirt was flipped up, and a muscular hand descended several times upon her shapely young buttocks. The best spanking book I ever read was "Petit Maman" written, I think, by Louise Malatesta subtitled the Smacking and published by AKS which introduced a Governess who is originally hired to educate two young boys in a large country house in France. 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. This lady, he knew all at once within his trembling frame, would brook no slight or disobedience, however minor.

Still papa would always go into her sanctum at the conclusion of my whipping, to talk the matter over with my governess. At last all was quiet, and having now been left more than half-an-hour to myself in the schoolroom, I ventured to tap at the door and beg Miss Birch to let me into her room, as I would never, never, offend again. So in taking up her position (I mean the job, not touching her toes) she was accepting a subordinate position which might have rankled. It is all in the highsounding name of discipline and morality, of course, and Edward cannot help but obey.In one smaller picture, a haughty nude Venus commanded a group of young men and women to kiss her feet. Will you, try and behave better, or shall I send you off to the convent at once, in their holiday time? For a brief moment his poor body felt a wild surge of unreasoning desire for this distant and impossibly beautiful creature. There was also a slight stain of blood, for I had actually ravished myself in my furious excitement. Your meeting with me could involve anything from a serious, unforgiving punishment thrashing to a light-hearted, more relaxed spanking.