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I rushed up to the study and checked in to see what had happened that day. I got the distinct impresseion that Abi had been just as keen as me to get back to my bedroom. Certainly from the clock just in shot, she'd either started work within minutes of me leaving or she had rushed into the bedroom without cleaning the ground floor first. Come to think of it, she was probably watching for me to leave in the morning so she could 'get to work' as soon as I'd gone.
The camera picked her up coming into the bedroom. She seemed, at first a little, well, confused or disappointed that the tawse had gone and the the mags weren't lying around. But she soon had the drawers open and found them in the wardrobe (as I'd intended she should!). She also found (in the same place) a long, whippy, school cane and one or two other spanking and more serious beating implements, which she placed on the bed. She found my collection of spanking magazines and also my spanking videos and DVDs. What she did next surprised me. She left the room and went obviously to the bathroom, because she came back with my underpants from yesterday which I'd thrown into the laundry basket on the bathroom; she pulled her clothes off and taking the cane, bent herself over the bed and gave herself 20 strokes with it over her bare bottom and thighs after which she put a movie (one of my favourites called 'Naval Discipline' in which a WREN .... Womens' Royal Navy rating... is subjected to a severe bare bottom caning by her Commanding Officer... for disobeying an order) on the bedroom TV and got into my Queen Sized bed ... on MY side and proceeded to masturbate as fast as she could occasionally burying her face in my underpants. When she'd finished and had collapsed on the mattress with her legs lewdly splayed open, she wiped herself on those same underpants which had been stained with my cum from the night before, just as the ones I was wearing while watching all this were simarlarly stained.
I decided that things would progress the following week and so on the Friday, I arranged to take some of my holidays for a day or so, starting after the weekend. However, I left in the morning on Monday, as normal and than waited where I could see my house, for Abi to go to work.
As I suspected she had been watching, because within a few minutes she was inside my house. I gave her about 20 minutes to get herself into a compromising situation and then walked up to my front door and let myself in (but quietly). I crept up the stairs (there was no sign of house cleaning going on downstairs... surprise, surprise!) and listened outside my bedroom door. I had expected that the TV would be on, but it wasn't, but soon I heard the THWACK! of a cane on bare flesh and a sharp intake of breath. I heard it again and again.. I let her give herself another six before I suddenly walked in to the room. She screamed when she saw me.
She was lying over the end of the bed with her jeans and knickers round her ankles and had given herself a very onesided beating with the cane. Her left buttock was firey red but her right one was not much touched. I looked down at her and told her to stand up. She tried to pull her knickers up but I told her there was little point. She started to stammer some excuses, but I told her to save her breath.
I then began to tell her my own views on the situation and it gradually dawned on her that whatever trouble she was in, it wasn't the sort (in any way) which was going to cost her, her job.......... rather the reverse in fact!
I sat on the end of the bed and told her to get over my knee but firstly to take her jeans and knickers off completely. With her in position, I started to hand spank her bottom and thighs, holding her firmly down with my free hand in the small of her back. I subjected her to this, making the spanks harder and harder and HARDER for at least ten minutes. She struggled wildly at first but soon realised that there was no use protesting. As her arse reddened, I began to detect the odour of female excitement and sure enough, when I ran my hand between the cheeks of her arse I found that she was very wet indeed. It was almost BUBBLING out of her! A finger or two inserted into her vagina slid inside without any difficulty whatsoever. She had placed one or two pieces on the bed before she'd known she was going to have company and reaching out, I took hold of my trusty two tailed tawse.
Don't forget that her only experience with this had been self inflicted. This is NOT the same as being on the receiving end of a tawsing from a strong male right arm. The first swats made her scream and thrash about again, but I was really starting to enjoy myself and she must have felt that enjoyment sticking into her side! When her rear end was really hot and swollen to what seemed like twice its original size, I commanded that she stand up and go over to the middle of the room and touch her toes. This she did somewhat reluctantly, moving with a curious shuffling gait with very small steps. O knew what this meant. Her bottom was so painful that she was trying to move without actually moving it!
When she was in poisition, I told her she was getting a dozen very hard strokes of the cane and that she was to count them and thank me for each one AND call me 'Sir'. 'Just like the WREN in 'Naval Discipline' I told her, which caused her to start... I could almost hear her brain jerk.... 'How does he know I've watched THAT???'
THWACK!........ 'One... thank you Sir'
'LOUDER ABI'
'ONE THANK YOU SIR'
'MUCH LOUDER'
'ONE THANK YOU SIR'
TTHHWWWACCKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!.......... 'TWO THANK YOU SIR'
THWAAAAAAAACCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!! ...... 'THREE THANK YOU SIR'
'Abi, if you rub your bottom again without permission, the caning will start again at the beginning'
'sorry sir'
'WHAT?'
'SORRY SIR.............. WWWAAAACCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!............. Oh Goddddddddddddd!....FOUR THANK YOU SIR'
and so on up to the final stroke which is traditionally always the hardest.......
SSSSSSSSSSSTHWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!........... OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH................. TWELVE THANK YOU SIR.
I made her stay down for several minutes, rubbing her swollen and welted backside, ridged from the caning, and more and more frequently fingering her arse crack and cunt unril she begged me to fuck her and fuck her hard........ I opened a pack of condoms but she said she wanted it bareback so I pushed her onto the bed and got behind her doggy fashion and shoved my cock straight into her cunt. I fucked her very hard and very fast, grinding into her splayed arse cheeks, my balls swinging against her thighs........... just as I was about to cum I pulled out and twisting her round shot my full load into her face. Most of it hit her just above the nose and shot upwards into her hair, but a lot just dribbled into her mouth and the second jet went straight into her open mouth. She licked my cock clean and took most of the cum on her face into her mouth as well.
I asked her what her boyfriend would think about the bruises etc on her body, but she told me that at that moment she was 'unattached'.
I suggested to her that if that was the case, she might just as well be a 'resident cleaner'.
She said that she'd like that and where would she be sleeping?
I thought this was a silly question and left it unanswered.
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