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If I were to analyze why boredom at such an event is NEVER an issue for me, I would have to say it’s a combination made up of three things. #1 A safe & cohesive venue, #2 Brave & articulate people gathered to act out their given fantasies together along with #3 my own ever existing adoration of the sport of kink! Crimson Moon Spanking Party 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. 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. p.m. I’m on the phone with Boyfriend before bed. He sounds as stressed out and wound-up as I feel. I tell him this weekend needs to be relaxing and low-pressure and he agrees. We’ll see how that goes. I nervously got up from Ms. Sarah's lap and dragged my feet slowly to Ms. Dana's right side. When Ms. Dana took my left shoulder in her hand and brought me down upon her thighs my stomach trembled in fear. Before I knew it, Ms. Dana's hand was pounding down on my bottom like no return. Her unforgettable voice telling me why I was being punished will never be forgotten. When the hand spanking was over I was made to show each of them my red bottom. Then both of them agreed that my bottom was not red enough and it was time for the strap.
a.m. We kiss good-bye as we part for work and he pats me on the butt. It gives me a hot little shiver up my spine every time Boyfriend shows his dominance in public. p.m. We’re splayed out in his bathtub, candles lit, a glass of red wine in hand. This has turned into the most romantic evening we’ve ever had. Life is weird. Whilst the above can certainly spice up a few fantasies, I can find no evidence to indicate that Elizabeth Markham ever existed. A faint smile came to the man's lips. "I am sure it will help you remember our little meeting today." In a lower, slightly menacing voice, Bryson went on, "Draw up your chemise to your waist, Miss Glenwood. Then, bend over in front of my desk, elbows on it."If she's failed, then you've failed," he said. "Her behavior is your responsibility. It seems only fair." It is no surprise that today's lifestyle disciplinarians and dominatrixes often masquerade as a governess who invites her clients into her world of very strict corporal punishment, using their prerogative to remove adult privileges and apply any number of strict measures. I have it on good authority that clients pay a handsome fee to be spanked, caned, whipped, paddled and humiliated by a stern governess! This post (& probably several more to come) will include images from scenes I was fortunate enough to be a part of in one way or another. Capturing some of them meant I was given VIP permission to stand right in the middle of a scene in progress. It is an honor I do not take lightly. These images will give the subjects proof that it really happened and their audience a view most never get to see. 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. Various authors of contemporary spanking fiction have written a number of stories featuring the governess. Here are a few extracts from some of the governess stories available in the Library of Spanking Fiction. Many of us appreciate stories where the tables are turned, resulting in the disciplinarian being in a position of chastisement. In The Governess by Flogmaster, the boy Bobby delights in spanking his governess.
a.m. Crap. We spent way too much time in bed this morning. We both have to shower. I have a catch a train to my parents’ house in the suburbs in, like, an hour. Roommate texts me about paying the bills. Am thinking about Boyfriend and our fight on Friday night. Feel totally, completely, utterly overwhelmed.a.m. I start sobbing. I think my period is coming, maybe? Call Mom and tell her I can’t make it today. Instead Boyfriend and I have a long heart-to-heart about balancing each other’s needs. Then we spend the day walking around the Union Square holiday market before coming home and watching Bridesmaids. At one point I tease him playfully, and he goes to mark a demerit on the fridge. I tell him I am really not in this mood for that today. I was made to lean over the bed and await my fate of being strapped by two women at the same time. The stings of the strap immediately rained down on my bottom. I screamed out in pain, even cussing horrible language. I thought I was going to get my mouth washed out with soap for using such profane language. But Ms. Dana and Ms. Sarah let me release my deepest guilt and allowed me to shout out what ever came to my mind. p.m. He pulls the “demerits” list off the fridge. I have accrued twenty demerits this week, each one punishable by a spanking, for offenses like being messy and teasing him. I bend over the bed, arching my bottom up in the air. He spanks my bare butt through open-bottomed fishnet panties. First he uses his hand, then he finishes with a ruler that says la petite lecon (the little lesson). Once my “punishment spanking” is over, he pulls off those trashy fishnets and I lay on the bed. My arms are restrained to the bed and he bangs me missionary-style while he tells me that I’m his. This might be the most aggressively he’s ever had sex with me before. 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.
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.
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It is hard to imagine that after almost 30 years of attending spanking &/or kinky parties, I am never bored! And that fact is still true for this “kinkster” even after attending what I found out was the last July party for the Crimson Moon organization.
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