The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 10 (Part 29)

It was my turn to take deep breaths in order to calm my racing pulse. Wiping my slick palm on my skirt, I panted three times and raised my right arm out wide. Inhaling and holding, I released the air from my lungs with a convulsive exhalation as I swung, eyes fixated on the center of the target bent before me. I didn’t even hear the crack as the leather dug into and rebounded from her mooned posterior. I watched as my blow blossomed into fresh red vines swirling across the previous lines. He did not assist her to rise.

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The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 10 (Part 28)

He overrode her objections with a sharp rejoinder. “Do you wish more, Francine? Perhaps another two or three or more?” At her whimper he continued, “I thought not. Ruby, please proceed.” As I stepped back, the handle warm from his exertions, I nervously eyed the red stripes decorating her squirming bottom. Mr. Steedstiff placed restraining fingers on my arm. “One last thing, ladies. There will be no retaliation from this and, if you think to pull your blow, Ruby, I will thrash you not twenty-two times next week, but at least twice that. Do not hold back.” Miss Frothinglips moaned.

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The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 10 (Part 27)

The sharp cracking noise as leather impacted upon flesh shielded only by a thin layer of silk. Miss Frothinglips’ ever increasing distress as I counted silently the number of strikes. Fifteen! I am sure my internal exultation was likely matched in tone by her private relief. “Very well, Francine, you took that whipping quite bravely and only earned one extra.” He moved his boots away from my torso and told me to stand, whereupon he handed me the whip with a short bow. “Ruby, you will administer the final penalty stroke.” Astonished, my jaw fell open. Miss Frothinglips protested vehemently.

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The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 10 (Part 26)

I matched Miss Frothinglips’ cool aplomb. “Do your worst, sir. I am well aware of my helplessness in the face of such implacable depravity. I throw myself at your mercy.” I put actions to words and sprawled at his feet with a dramatic ‘thud’. Even she could not prevent a giggle from escaping hearing my histrionics. Mr. Steedstiff made a scolding noise and, not allowing me to move, straddled my prone body and clamped his boot-heels to my ribcage. I’d outsmarted myself: I could no longer see the whipping. I heard it though. The sizzle as the whip flew forward.

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The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 10 (Part 25)

She adjusted her posture and clearly spoke, “Yes, Sir.” I did not know whether I should look away. My choice was made for me. “Pay attention, Ruby. You will receive twenty for your role in this seduction and, should Francine earn extras, your total extras will be doubled.” If ever there was a time to quit while I was ahead, it was now, as the patent unfairness sunk into my mind. It’s a game. I intend to be a winner no matter what plots they weave. Decision made, easier than I’d ever thought, I knelt again, barely out of range.

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The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 10 (Part 24)

Miss Frothinglips sniffed, haughty nose in the air and gave the barest of headshakes to his question. Mr. Steedstiff’s finger made a twirling motion. She took a deep breath, rolling her shoulders before bending over placing her palms down on the stool. He took a long step forward, tucking the whip under his armpit and then raising and folding her dressing gown until it draped over her head. Her sheer peignoir he left alone, in her position, it rode up to mid-thigh. “Feet together, Francine, bottom up and do not rise or the strike will not count. Fifteen in total.”

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nights together

crystalline flakes gust
damp swollen red leaves flutter
release sounds like owl

Wicked Wednesday... a place to be wickedly sexy or sexily wicked

For Wicked Wednesday prompt, ‘Whispers’.