The Strict Governess

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Miss Birch seemed more exacting and severe over my lessons, especially when papa happened to be in the schoolroom, and now I will tell you my first experience of the rod. Mm,” she said without moving those glossy red lips. Then the corners of her mouth curved up in faint amusement. “Perhaps I begin to see some of the propensities which led to your expulsion from school.” 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." He averted his eyes and glanced with a furtive curiosity about the room. Soon, however, his gaze chanced again upon those Classical paintings. In one picture beautiful maidens ran laughing from a satyr, half-bare as their flowing silks blew and swirled from their rounded white limbs. Another scene showed girls bathing together in a stream, unconcerned, unashamed. In one smaller picture, a haughty nude Venus commanded a group of young men and women to kiss her feet. In the companion painting, Venus then watched over the group as they danced and kissed and cast themselves to the ground, intimately entwined… Red-faced, Edward looked away. There are many spanking stories featuring a governess as the key protagonist, either as one who administers corporal punishment to her charges, or who receives it herself from her employers. The governess is depicted as a kind of surrogate mother, expected to suppress any desire for the possibility of her own marriage or motherhood. Not that there would be any time to pursue her own interests, as in addition to educational supervision, she was responsible for the social and moral development of her charges. Children carried their experience with their governesses well into adulthood. By then, they might have been either traumatized by cruel and sadistic instructors, or filled with fondness and admiration for the women who were invariably closer to them than their own mothers, based on the sheer amount of time they had spent together during the child's formative years and beyond.

Let this be a solemn warning to you, Miss Lucille," he continued, "but I'm afraid all my efforts for your reformation are quite thrown away upon such a worthless baggage," cutting away still more furiously, and as I turned my head to scream and implore for mercy, I could see how excited he was over the business with flushed face and ​sparkling eyes; he was a fine handsome man of about forty-five, and gave me the idea of looking as if in the midst of a tremendous battle. Perhaps you do not know that almost from my infancy it was arranged that I should marry the Earl of Ellington, who was about twelve years my senior, being a family compact of a purely mercenary character, designed to consolidate some very doubtful title deeds, which now that our union has proved unfruitful, are likely to entail great expense and annoyance to our heirs-at-law.

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Edward reached for the brass knob, then stopped. Though the door muffled the sound, the voice still did not seem that of the affable old Mrs. Jeffers. He would have done almost anything to avoid having to confess to her what had happened—yet what if there was another lady in there with her as well? How mortifying! His shame scarcely could be uttered. His face burned as he stood there hesitating. Yet at home…well, despite his age, he still felt like a little boy, and the attitudes of his distant, moribund father only made matters worse. Edward already might have reached the age of legal majority, but as he had been told countless times, in the event of his father’s death, he still would not inherit until age twenty-six. Controlled first by his clinging, nervous mother, then by the aloof oversight of his taciturn old father, later by the suave solicitors who would administer his father’s substantial holdings in coal, Malayan rubber, and silks, indigo, and tea from India, poor Edward sometimes despaired of ever reaching true adulthood. Why, he still had a governess as if he were twelve, for pity’s sake! Habitually, though, he stifled his unvoiced protest, scowling inwardly, for of course no resentment could be revealed. He had long believed himself to be possessed of discernments rather different from those deemed common in polite society, and he was well used to hiding his true self. Until now, that is… The drawers were unbuttoned, and I could feel they were quite pulled down my thighs, ​exposing the entire surface of my smarting rump, but I had only a few moments for reflection before the blows fell again in rapid succession, cutting, tearing, and scratching the skin, whilst the boiling blood in my veins seemed to throb as if it must spurt through the pores at every burning touch of the rod. Then with a shrug he took up the leather strap and moved behind his handsome target. He had never been able to chastise his daughter, but sisters, cousins, maids, the odd harlot and even his wife had been under his hand, although it had been a while. A lot of spanking/flagellation erotica of the Victorian period imitated the debates over corporal punishment in school and domestic settings, some manifest as tongue-in-cheek parody. And outside the fictional context were people like Theresa Berkley (see The Flagellation Brothels of Old London by Februs in Vol.1, No.5.) who ran high-class flagellation brothels specialising in chastisement and whipping. Such women acting out the role of a strict governess made a good living by administering vigorous discipline to their clients. During this period, governesses were sometimes linked with fallen women. Why? Because like the prostitute, many a governess was propelled into the domestic heart of the upper and middle classes from the world of financial desperation and reduced circumstances.

Poor Edward could not guess the lady’s age. He stared helplessly at the smooth, unlined skin of that serenely commanding face. She might have seen close to twice his years, or she might have been but a few seasons older than he. Were he to guess, he could only have hazarded somewhere between perhaps nineteen or twenty years and some thirty.

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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. The first strike stung like fire and sounded like a canon. Even Sir Richard jumped a little. Caroline jumped a lot and jerked on the desktop. If she's failed, then you've failed," he said. "Her behavior is your responsibility. It seems only fair."

Other boys his age were often already at university, whereas Edward, still in sixth form, instead was the oldest and tallest pupil at his school. His size gave him some status in those halls, as did the supposed maturity of his age. He was a figure for respect, even some awe. Indeed, many of the younger fellows came to look up to him, and often even approached him as something of an unofficial uncle-figure in the resolution of disputes and the adjudication of the strictly forbidden but nevertheless commonplace wagers. Often chaps did chores for him like carrying his books or polishing his shoes or— guiltily he stopped in mid-thought. Well, some of them could be persuaded to perform other favors, too… Uncomfortably he swallowed. There, there, that will do." said Papa, in a very excited tone. "I've drawn the blood for her. Now, Miss Dunce, kneel and kiss the rod, and ask your kind governess to forgive you." The eldest was first taken to her dressing room and prepared for the rod, and then conveyed to the boudoir by the governess, who at once administered the discipline. The younger one was then prepared and received a wholesome flagellation [on the bare posterior], the delinquents being tightly strapped to an ottoman during the castigation, at the conclusion of which they had to kiss the rod and thank the governess, when they were permitted to retire.

You will punish my daughter whenever you feel you must, and I'll never interfere. But on any day you've had to whip Alice, you will report to me after she's in bed, and I'll do the same to you." Even the lower estimate still seemed something of a formidable age to young Master Edward, of course. After all, her power stemmed not merely from mere seniority of years but from her unquestioned position of authority. Her dress and her demeanor made Miss Violetta more formidable still, and her very status as his governess sealed her power. This lady, he knew all at once within his trembling frame, would brook no slight or disobedience, however minor. She was so young and beautiful, so coolly commanding— I got up and sponged myself, then lay down to reflect on the curious and delicious emotions I had procured for myself, and determining to soon have a repetition of my secret joys, fell asleep to dream of being in the arms of a most lovely boy about my own age, who seemed to impart to my ravished senses another taste of what I had already felt. Much of the pornography of the period is marked by an obsession with flagellation or the English Vice. The circulation of pornographic material concerned with spanking, flogging and whipping reached epidemic proportions during the Victorian era - and many were the tales of schoolroom spankings. In this case the setting was either a girls' boarding school or a private classroom and the plot typically involved a governess whipping her pupil, who might be an adolescent girl or boy, for some petty misdemeanour such as sullenness. Charlotte Spanks Samantha Alexandra Before Being On The Receiving End Of An OTK Slippering! – STRIP ‘EM NAKED

Ah! You little wretch. Scream away!" he exclaimed. "It's a beautiful sight to see you writhing and plunging under every scathing cut. May it do you good, and draw the imprudence out of your tail. Will you? Will you, try and behave better, or shall I send you off to the convent at once, in their holiday time? There! There!! There!!!" Things went on pretty smoothly for some time, but I found it quite impossible to avoid coming under the rod every now and then, the chastisement getting more severe on every fresh occasion. I've never felt inclined to write a governess story myself, perhaps because I'm quite ignorant of the institution, but this may encourage me. Papa.—"Lucille, you hear what Miss Birch says, (I noticed him cast most excited and amourous looks towards the governess as he spoke), she has been most forbearing with you, and interceded with me many times to save your bottom, and even now cannot bring herself to lift her own hand to make you smart a little; it must indeed be a serious fault to induce her to ask me to use the rod, but, 'Spare the rod and spoil the child,' has always been a maxim with me; lay her across you lap, Miss Birch, and pull up her clothes, whilst I get the rod out of the table drawer." My face was burning hot with the deep blushes of shame, and I struggled desperately to free my head from the vice-like pressure of Miss Birch's arm, as I begged with piteous sobs to be let off for this once. "Oh! dear papa! Oh! pray don't beat me!"I have often wondered why the erstwhile figure of the governess holds such fascination in the present day. Could it be attributed to the way in which the governess has been portrayed in fiction and film - as a stereotype of a generally impoverished woman, neither servant nor family member, yet who constantly emerges as the heroine, often escaping a prim middle-age by marrying the local curate or the master of the house? With the help of an internet search engine, I decided to do some digging. And this is what I found. Edward swallowed, suddenly reminded of his shame at being expelled from school. And now he had to confess his unspeakable transgression not merely to Mrs. Jeffers, but to this new governess! His heart felt leaden. 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?" js_anon has a talent for writing verse, and some of his poems feature the governess, as in The Governess and The Cane; The Governess - Much Angrier; and The Husband's Governess. The latter concludes with: Mr. Warton," said my governess, "you know we have had many serious conversatious about the necessity for proper correction in case Miss Lucille should continue so inattentive to her studies, to-day she has failed in everything, and I am certain that unless her energies are sharpened up by the stinging smart of the rod she will go from bad to worse; I am so averse to wield the ​birch myself, and would much prefer that her papa should take in hand the serious whipping she ought to have."