A Strict Governess for Richard

"Come along then you've had enough rest." Richard opened his eyes to see the Nurse bending down over him. Her pretty face smiling as she pushed a hand beneath his head and put a glass of orange juice to his lips. Richard sipped the orange juice looking down at his naked body. The nurse took away the glass and gently let his head back down on to the table.

"Right Richard do you think you can turn over for me and get up on to your knees."

Richard groaned inwardly, slowly turning his body over so that he lay on his stomach. With an effort he got to his hands and knees. He was not surprised as the nurse placed her hand on his shoulders and pressed.

"Down on your elbows there's a good boy."

Richard obeyed arching his back so that his chest was pressed against the table. He placed his hands together and laid his head upon them.

"That's the way." She punctuated the remark by slipping a hand beneath him and cupping his testicles. Richard blushed furiously as she took hold of his penis and pulled the foreskin back.

"It doesn't seem quite as tight Richard, I think we are making progress."

Richard felt more hands gently part his buttocks.

"Right keep still young man, while I replace the insert."

Richard had not heard the Doctor approach. Involuntarily he clenched his buttocks against the impending intrusion.

"Right young man, we'll have none of that. Relax your bottom properly." Richard felt a lubricated finger gently probe the puckered star of his anus.

"Hold still I can't get at you properly if you keep squirming around." A sharp slap across his bottom accompanied the instruction. Richard blushed once more his face bright crimson as the nurse watched his face intently.

"Now don't be a naughty boy, let the doctor get at your bottom properly."

Richard felt the finger gently probe around the opening of his bottom. He grimaced as he felt the acute sensation of her finger as she slowly pushed it up into his anus. He grunted as she suddenly pushed her finger up even further into the tight orifice.

"There that's better, now just relax while I insert the appliance." The nurse was acutely aware of the young boy's embarrassment as the doctor slowly withdrew her finger and placed the tip of the cylindrical insert up against his sphincter.

She watched his body shudder as the cold metal was pushed hard against the puckered opening.

"Right breathe in deeply, come along now in... and out... in and out.... in."

Her sentence stopped abruptly as the insert was deftly pushed up into his bottom.

"Arggggghhh.. mmmm.. mm. Richard groaned as the metal slid upwards into his bottom.

"There... now that went in nicely."

The doctor looked across at the nurse who was gently stroking her hand over the boy's shoulders. She placed her hands on either buttock and spread the cheeks wide.

She had never quite analysed her own feelings or predilections but this moment seemed immensely satisfying. Perhaps it was the feeling of power coupled with a certain sexual domination. Whatever the explanation she knew exactly what she liked and what gave her satisfaction.

She squeezed her legs together, her pubis pressed against the edge of the table. The thin material of her white coat transmitted the cold of the table's steel edge to the plump mound between her legs. She reached forward and took a firm hold of his penis.

"Just you keep still now while I manipulate the foreskin."

Richard grunted as he felt the doctor pull his foreskin back. He grimaced as he felt her deliberately tighten the skin and at the same time squeeze his testicles firmly.

The nurse watched intently. The boy's face was coloured bright red as the doctor proceeded to pull the foreskin back and forth along the shaft of his penis.

"Relax there's a good boy."

The doctor was well aware of the feeling that must be running through his body as the penis became erect. She could see his sphincter had contracted over the metal flange of the insert as she expertly brought him to a full erection.

The nurse was gently stroking his back as the doctor increased the pace of her fingers. Richard groaned loudly as the doctor's delicate fingers pulled the foreskin firmly up the shaft. His body began to tremble as she deftly placed her flattened palm over the tip of the penis and rotated it. Richard tried to raise his hips to escape the intense feeling but the doctor held him firmly.

"Just you keep still if you don't want another smack." She increased the tempo of her fingers once more, gesturing to the nurse as she did so. "If you would..."

The nurse quickly picked up a tissue and held it under the boy just below the tip of his penis.

"Arrggghhh arggggghhh.. mmmn...please miss..ssss."

The sensation in his body was incredible. Richard's hips bucked and shook as he climaxed. Semen spurted from the tip of his penis in an agonising jet. The nurse held the tissue nearer to the tip as the doctor manipulated the foreskin at a rapid rate. Without warning she took hold of the insert in his bottom and pulled hard. The boy reared up on his hands as the sphincter was stretched wide over the larger circumference of the middle of the tube.

"Arrgggghhh ..arggggghhh Pleaeeees miss ssss." The boy's head shook from side to side as the doctor laid the insert on the bed beneath his widely stretched legs and pulled his testicles backwards squeezing them firmly.

"Let it all come out there's a good boy." She gave him no respite as he ejaculated, rapidly pulling the foreskin up and down the shaft of his penis as she squeezed the testicles still harder.

"Arggghhhh.. arggh..arggghhhhhhhhh.." Richard was beside himself as she squeezed the last drop of semen out of his penis.

They left the boy to recover for a few moments before Nurse Harvey helped him from the bed.

"Right young man I am going to give you a nice warm bath. It's all over now so I hope you are going just relax, what do you say?"

Richard managed to mutter "Y'yes miss.. Thank you."

Shafts of sunlight filtered through the panes of the high window, the mullions casting shadows across the carpet. Lady Rawlings leaned back on her chair and looked across her desk at the young woman.

Surely this could not be the grand daughter of Harriet Marwood. Or even the daughter of Henrietta who had safeguarded her mother's reputation, even enhancing it over the years.

The young woman could be no more than nineteen years old. Her face was surely the face of an angel. Her sweet voice was soft with a delicate precise timbre.

Jane Marwood was indeed beautiful. Her delicate features smiling beneath jet black hair. Her slim shoulders were set straight as she sat primly in her chair. Although her body was slender, her breasts were full and firm, stretching the smooth cotton of her shirt tightly. She wore a short skirt, which finished half way to her pretty knees. Her legs were long and slim. Lady Rawlings remembered how gracefully the girl had moved when she had first walked in.

"I am sure we will get along well together Lady Rawlings." Jane was saying. I have only had one other charge before and that was for a period of six months. The rest of my experience has of course been at my mother's school. She did explain to you I think that at the moment it was not possible to take Richard. She does not object in principle of course, I mean about Richard being the only boy. But as yet we, or rather she, does not have the appropriate facilities."

Lady Rawlings was listening to the girl but her mind was elsewhere. She had severe misgivings that Jane would make a suitable School Mistress or Governess for the boy. What Lady Rawlings had in mind was a strict disciplinarian. Someone who would completely understand the nuances and subtleties of the kind of psychological moulding she had in mind for her young charge.

Jane had already sensed that her Ladyship was not paying full attention to her. She was aware of the visual impression she made. Fortunately she had prepared herself for the eventuality of being taken only at face value. Now it seemed was the time to reveal her determination and dominance.

"Lady Rawlings would you stand up please" Jane's voice quickly bought her ladyship out of the reverie with her own thoughts.

"I won't tolerate young girls that don't pay attention in class." Jane's voice was still sweet and gentle and yet there was a subtle determination to her tone, almost imperceptible... but Lady Rawlings was quite sure of what she heard. Lady Rawlings stood up, almost instinctively. She could not help the look of surprise on her face as she first began to realise the role-play the young girl had instigated with one simple command.

"What is your first name, quickly girl answer me," Lady Rawlings smiled but answered in a slightly timid tone.

"Victoria Miss, but most people know me as Vicki." Jane nodded, watching her Ladyship as her face put on a serious expression.

"Well Vicki, I am afraid I shall have to punish you. You have been a very naughty girl and I will not tolerate naughty girls. This is for your own good and I want you to take it without fuss. Come here and stand in front of me."

Lady Rawlings obeyed, standing to attention in front of the slim young girl seated in front of her. She wondered how far Jane was prepared to take the charade.

Jane remained seated and reached up underneath the cotton tunic that her ladyship was wearing.

"Hands on your head, there's a good girl." Jane said sweetly as she gently pulled her ladyship's panties down over her knees to her ankles.

"Take your shoes off and put your panties over there on the chair."

Her ladyship was at a loss for words. She had been given no time to protest. Almost in shock she obeyed the young girl, taking off her shoes and stepping out of the lace panties before laying them over the chair.

"Stand in front of me Vicki, now hands by your sides... head up and look at me."

Victoria Rawlings had not been spoken to this way since boarding school. It unnerved her in a way and yet she was determined that she would continue with the charade... at least for a time.

Jane stood up and held Victoria's chin with gentle fingers.

"Look at me Vicki, I don't want to punish you, but I must." Her eyes had an expression of gentility and kindness as she spoke. She let go of her Ladyship's chin and quickly unbuttoned the front of her cotton tunic, before undoing the belt.

Lady Rawlings felt the soft gentle touch of the young woman's fingers as she quickly went about her task. Lady Rawlings shivered involuntarily as Jane exposed her. Apart from the dress that now hung open her Ladyship was naked. Jane gently slipped the garment from her shoulders, exposing her completely.

"Take your dress and put it with your panties." Victoria Rawlings did as she was told. Even though she understood the real purpose of their interplay she could not help a shiver passing through her body as she laid her dress on the chair and stood back in front of her young interlocutor.

"Right my pretty girl, go over there and kneel on that chair." She pointed to the Chesterfield chair, which was placed beneath the partly open window.

Lady Rawlings hesitated, surely the girl would not dare beat her and of course she had nothing to beat her with. She walked to the chesterfield and knelt on the seat facing the padded backrest.

"Come along Victoria, not like that. I want one knee on each arm and lay your tummy over the top of the backrest. Hurry up now... I don't want to have to add to your punishment."

Lady Rawlings felt herself blush for the first time since she had left school. If she were to kneel on the chair as instructed, her legs would be spread apart to the extreme. She also realised that if she were to lean over, her bottom would be thrust upward while her head and shoulders would hang down over the other side.

Surely now was the time to call a halt to the proceedings. Something inside her told her no, carry on after all she was in control.

She carefully stood on the seat before placing one knee on to the padded arm of the Chesterfield. Holding on to the backrest she was just able to stretch her legs far enough apart to place the other knee on the opposite arm. She shivered as the cold leather on the top of the chair-back touched her tummy. Jane watched the lithe body of her ladyship as she spread her slim supple legs, her knees pressing into the leather of the arms. Her bottom thrust up into the air as she leaned over the back of the chair.

Her buttocks were parted, exposing the sweet rosebud of her sphincter. Her pubic mound looked plump and fleshy beneath the neat triangle of soft blonde hair. Lady Rawlings fought her desire to get up and call a halt instead she let her body relax, her back arched gracefully over the back of the chair.

"Aren't you ashamed of yourself." Jane spoke softly and soothingly. "Having to be smacked like a baby at your age."

Victoria felt cool soft fingers gently caress her naked bottom, the velvety touch slowly moving down over the cheeks, delicately moving between the cleft of her bottom.

"Don't you dare move my girl or there will be extra smacks to follow." Lady Rawlings bit her lip in preparation for what she now knew must surely come. It was without warning. There was no lifting of the caressing fingers as the first smack landed on the juncture between thigh and bottom.

"Smack.. Smack... Smack.. Smack... and on it went, ten hard smacks in quick succession. The hand that had caressed her bottom now pressed firmly on the small of her back, holding her securely in place.

"Don't move there's a good girl, I am afraid there is more to come. I have to punish you properly. I am sorry to say that you will now receive ten strokes of the cane."

Lady Rawlings was quite beside herself as she heard the warning of more to come.

"I think I will have to call a halt." She was surprised to hear her voice tremble.

"It's all right Victoria, the strokes are not for you and not today, but I do want you to stay just where you are. Your poor bottom is quite red."

Jane gently stroked over the reddened buttocks with gentle fingers. She slipped her dainty hand between the cleft of her ladyships bottom. Delicately she placed a second hand up between the widely spread thighs and cupped the fleshy plump pubis. Two slim fingers penetrated her in unison, one pushing up into the surprisingly moist vagina.

To Victoria's consternation and surprise, the second finger slipped upwards into her bottom, impaling the reddened buttocks on the end of a finger.

"You naughty girl, you are quite wet, what on earth have you been thinking of. You are obviously quite incorrigible and I am afraid you must be made an example of."

Lady Rawlings felt herself blush. She could not remember the last time she had felt quite so embarrassed. She could not help move her hips as Jane's finger gently stroked the inside of her moist vagina.

Jane quickened her fingers, rejoicing in the reluctant movements of the hips beneath her.

"Stay still you naughty girl" Her ladyship felt the finger being quickly withdrawn from her bottom. Almost instantly she felt two sharp slaps upon her upturned buttocks.

"Now do as you are told, you naughty girl". Immediately Jane reinserted her forefinger up into the naked woman's bottom, watching her squirm as she proceeded to quicken the pace of her fingers within the moist vagina.

"Why I do believe you are going to cum, what a naughty girl you are showing off your feelings in this way. If I catch you getting wet like this again I shall stand you up naked facing the classroom and show everyone what a lewd young girl you really are".

Lady Rawlings shuddered, her hips quivering as she reached her orgasm. She could not help herself as her hips squirmed deliciously.

Jane increased the pressure of her finger in her Ladyships bottom as she thrust her other hand deeper into the woman's soft vagina. It was the combination of the young girls physical ministrations and the imagery of her words that caused her ladyship to react so quickly. She shuddered as she felt a second wave of intense sexual sensation course through her body.

Jane quickened the pace and pressure of her fingers as she felt the lithe tanned body squirm and buck beneath her. She leaned her body over the slender back of her victim and gently slowed the pace of her fingers as her ladyship spent once more.

"There, there my pretty girl, you are having a big cum aren't you. I can see that I shall have to keep a close eye on you if you go on behaving like this."

Jane slid her fingers gently from the warm sensitive flesh of the woman's vagina and gently took hold of the prominent clitoris, without warning, she pinched quite sharply.

She watched as her Ladyship's body stiffened and then shuddered as another wave of sexual pleasure washed over her. Delicately she withdrew her finger from between the quivering buttocks and stroked her hand lovingly over the blushing flesh of her Ladyships reddened bottom cheeks.

"My, my you are a naughty child." Her words subtly reduced the status of her victim from woman... to girl... to child.

Jane continued stroking her Ladyship, first withdrawing her hand from the pubis and stroking gently beneath her tummy, her other hand bestowing feathery touches over her Ladyships quivering buttocks.

After a few moments Jane straightened up and walked back to her chair. "I would like you to get up and come over and stand in front of me. I want you to put your hands on your head and stand in front of me with your legs spread apart. I do not want you to speak unless I tell you to. You may answer me now... is that clear?

Lady Rawlings got up awkwardly from the chair, her beautiful body glistening in the sunlight from the window. She walked as instructed towards the young girl and stood in front of her. She was totally embarrassed by the situation she found herself in, she spread her legs as wide as she could and placed her hands on top of her head. She felt utterly humiliated as the young girl leaned forward in her chair and cupped her delicate hand between her widely parted thighs.

Her body shuddered as the young girl's fingers pushed upward into her vagina. Her ladyship was about to protest when the Jane suddenly pulled her hand away and stood up. Her body pressed close to the naked woman. Without warning she took both nipples and pinched them at the same time. Leaning forward she kissed her ladyship full on the mouth, her tongue thrusting between the parted lips. Jane could feel the woman tremble as she kissed her.

Letting go of her nipples she placed her hands gently on either side of her head and pulled her face away. As she drew back, her Ladyship could see a wistful smile on her face.

"I think we ought to start our interview again your Ladyship... now that you have seen my curriculum vitae so to speak."

Her ladyship smiled. "I think I will just put my dress on... and yes I think we do have a lot to discuss."

Jane had watched her Ladyship dress without trying to hide or disguise her prurient interest. They now sat comfortably in easy chairs at the other end of the room. The large mullions of the window diffracted the sunlight into soft patterns upon the carpet. Lady Rawlings moved lazily in her chair stretching her tanned legs out in front of her.

"I see what you mean now, in fact you have crystallised my ideas in the short time we have had together."

Lady Rawlings smoothed her hand over her legs as she spoke.

"I can see that your methods are far more subtle than I had realised. Of course! Periods of absolute normality punctuated with extreme embarrassment and subjugation."

Jane smiled, her pretty lips poised to speak.

"And of course this will eventually lead to the boy having no control at all. In other words he will become sexually aroused on demand. He will have a complete reliance upon the female. He is already as you say intimidated by female beauty and if he is kept completely out of contact with boys of his own age he will not be able to compare his experiences. In fact it would not be advisable for him to have any authoritarian contact with any male."