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Victoria's Future London, 1806 Henry was scolding. "That little love pat was nothing. When I really spank you, I will place you across my lap with your drawers down to your ankles, your dress and petticoats, if you're wearing any which is doubtful, up to your neck. I will spank your bottom without mercy from your knees up. You will scream and cry, sob and beg, tell me how sorry you are and how you will do better, but I will keep spanking until your cheeks are the color of a ripe plum. Then I will put you into the corner with your skirts up high and your bottom on display while you whimper. After that, we will have a nice long talk about consequences." "Why are you trying to frighten me?" "Because I want you to begin to think about how you can be a better little girl, one who cares about her future. Every other day, you will be spanked on your bottom. The other days, you will receive other punishments. But, for the next year, you are mine, and you will learn to obey me without question, and you will work on your future. Do you doubt it?" "I hate you." "It's that kind of childish reaction I plan to change. You do not hate me. You barely know me, but that's about to change, eh?" Victoria tried to pull away from him, but he had a firm hold on her wrist. "It's not proper for me to remain in your bedroom although I have your father's permission. Actually, he's very pleased to turn you over to my care since you have absolutely defied him in most every way possible. You will report to my home tomorrow; my butler will pick you up. You will wear this dress with absolutely nothing under it. You don't need to pack anything. I will supply your needs. This charming dress which you chose because it so clearly shows your charms will suffice. Most of the time, you won't need clothes." The dress itself was charming, but the material was thin, summery. The top was so tight that her high, firm breasts were prominently displayed, round though small. Perfect. Although the skirt was full, the material draped in such a way that when she half turned on her small feet, her perfectly round, pert, little bottom was also clearly outlined. He thought it about the prettiest, most spankable butt he ever saw. The rest of Victoria was pretty, but her ass and breasts were spectaclar. Her natural blond hair looked like a bounding river of silk, running down her back almost to her hips. Her eyes were blue and tipped with dark lashes. Her skin was pale and clear. He thought she was a vision of lovliness, until she opened her sassy mouth. The following day, at 10.00 a.m., Mason, the butler appeared to remove Victoria. He brought two housemaids with strong arms with him for his master had told almanbahis (https://almanbahis.biz/) him what to expect. Sure enough, Victoria had tried to defy him by wearing other than the dress he had ordered. In a short time, the two maids had bared her completely and she was ordered to provide the dress. When she refused, they covered her, all but her bottom, and placed her across her bed, her legs hanging off the sides of the bed. Mason then began to spank her naked bottom smartly with an oaken paddle, thin, shiny and very stingy. While it made no bruises, it sunburned her butt to a very dark red shine. Victoria was only too happy to don the dress after a very thorough paddling during which she screamed and cried, to no avail. She was one thoroughly paddled lady as she was bundled into the coach and taken to the master's home. On her arrival, Henry met her at the door where he turned her around smartly, lifted her dress and saw her red and tender bottom. "I see that you didn't want to wear your dress. As you can see, it is not what you want that rules here, Victoria." He dropped her dress, and she was taken to her room, his words upon her ears. "At 4 p.m. today, you will receive your first spanking from me. Because of your naughtiness, it will be done upon a very sore bottom. You have no one to blame but yourself." Precisely at 4 p.m., Henry entered Victoria's chambers. She was sitting in a chair, staring into space, looking both distressed and shocked. "Now, my dear. We shall begin to get acquainted. Take off your dress." Victoria crossed her breasts with her arms, shrinking back into the chair as much as she could. She said nothing. Henry walked over to the chair, reached down and hauled Victoria to her feet. He brought her face up to his, requiring her to be on the very tip of her toes. "You cannot avoid me, my dear. I am much stronger, and I am in control here." He began to unbutton her dress and got it off despite her squirming and kicking. Henry reached down and swatted her butt four times, hard. Victoria yelped and then stood still. "Now, we shall go down to the basement where I have prepared a room for your punishment. Every day, we shall enter that chamber, and we shall not leave for two hours. In that two hours, you will learn many lessons at my hand." Pushing Victoria ahead of him, he took her out of the room. "Please, someone will see me. She tried to cover herself, but he grabbed both wrists and held them above her head. "What if they do. They have been told why you are here, and they will not interfere. You are not the first unruly maiden that I have educated although you are the most beautiful. If they look, they will get an eyefull of disobedient minx. But we almanbahis yeni giriş (https://almanbahis.biz/) will work on obedience, indeed we will." They reached the special room. Victoria took it in with frightened eyes. The wall was covered with implements hanging on hooks. There were several paddles, straps of all sizes, and other items she was not familiar with and didn't want to be. There were tables and benches of all sizes, some padded, some not. There were hooks in the ceiling and along the walls. It was a scene from hell in Victoria's eyes. Henry forced her to mount a spanking bench. At one end, a large piece of wood was shaped in the form of a large 'C,' the open ends facing up with the body of the 'C' on the floor. Extending from the 'C,' at the bottom, was a long, wide piece of wood, about six foot long. Another section made up the end, just a simple cross bar. Victoria was forced to straddle the long piece, barely able to do so but only by stretching her legs extremely wide. Her hands were placed on each side of the 'C' and tied there securely. Straps were placed around her knees, forcing her legs to the side of the long bar. Her breasts hung freely although her nipples almost touched the long bar. Her butt was predominantly displayed, open totally to all her charms and pointing toward the ceiling. "No sound can be heard from this room upstairs, such is it's structure. You may yell and scream all you want. You are securely tied and may squirm all you want, but not one blow will miss it's mark which is your beautiful ass." He rubbed her butt cheeks roughly, running his fingers down her butt crack until he reached her pussy. He did not enter it but cupped her mound and slightly squeezed. "As you can see, you are helpless. Let's begin." He walked to one of the walls and removed a long, thick strap which had been oiled so that it was very flexible. It was about six inches wide so that even one stroke would cover a lot of territory. He ran his hand up and down the strap, finally holding on to one end that was narrowed a bit and fit into his hand easily. He stood to Victoria's side and measured the distance in his mind, from his hand to her bottom. Satisfied, he brought the strap back and swung it into Victoria's bottom, hard. She yelled as the lash landed square in the middle of her ass, seeming to sink into her butt only to spring up and be ready for the next swing. "That must really smart." She said nothing but whimpered as he readied for the next strike. This one landed on her upper thighs and she cried out. Henry then began to strike her randomly on her back side, from her knees to her waist, moderately hard strikes. He didn't say much during this phase of almanbahis giriş (https://almanbahis.biz/) her punishment, just struck, once every five seconds. Soon Victoria was wailing with the pain of it, but she did not beg or make promises. He was impressed with her endurance, but he had all day if he wanted to get her pleading cries. He did not stop strapping her until every inch of her backside was a deep red, looking swollen and painful. "I am sure that was unpleasant on an already spanked butt." He put the strap back on the wall. "I am going to give you a little break, but we are far from through here. He walked out of the room, leaving Victoria to cry helplessly. She moaned and whimpered and wished she were off the bench. Her wide-spread legs were aching from their forced parting. The skin on her rump felt so on fire that she longed for an ice bath. Her voice was hoarse from her continual wailing as he strapped her. Despite all that, she could feel the wetness between her legs and prayed that he had not noticed. She realized that she hated the pain, the spankings, but loved the dominance. 'God help me,' she thought. In what seemed like no time at all, Henry returned. He walked to the wall again, and she felt frantic. She didn't think she could take another strike on her defenseless backside, but she was wrong. She would take many more before this session was over. Victoria could not see what implement Henry had chosen. He put it down on a table next to the spanking bench and went to a cabinet on the wall and retrieved a good-sized jar and brought it over to where her butt still perched skyward. He opened the jar and scooped out something with two big fingers. He then applied the goop to her bottom hole. As she gasped, since she had never been touched there since she was a toddler, he pushed the gel into her using first one finger, then two, stretching her unbearably. While it hurt, it was not unbearable, but she was mortified. "What are you doing?" she shrieked. "I am preparing you." "For what? Are you depraved." "Not really. I am preparing you for my rod, well not my bodily rod, but my rod, my wooden one." With that, he picked up the object from the table and showed it to her, tears still dripping from her chin. "This is my rod. The first six inches are wooden, five inches around, highly polished and slick with lacquer. You won't believe how this feels. The other two foot of it, yes two foot of it, are made of some rubbery substance, one inch round, firm yet pliable, not likely to damage tender tissues. I am going to slowly, very slowly, inch this along inside of you until the entire thing is engulfed in your bottom. The last six inches, being so round, will hurt your tiny hole like the dickens. You will feel more than impaled, little girl, when I am done." With that, he put the slender tip of the implement into her anus, using his fingers to jiggle it and scootch it into her, a tiny bit at a time.