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 23)

Not so much though, when he opened the valise he’d brought, pulling out a short whip constructed with braided leather. Running the throngs through his palm with a sensuous expression he flicked it with a snap of the wrist. The hard ‘CRACK’ made both of us females flinch. My fear and longing spilled over into a confession. “I’ve just started my menses, Mr. Steedstiff.” CRACK! “I am well aware of the rules, Ruby, and will defer your discipline to later.” CRACK! “However, Francine, is under no such restrictions, are you, my dear?” A look of pure loathing came my way.

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The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 10 (Part 22)

Miss Frothinglips leaped in his lordship’s defense. “It’s only because you are lowborn and naturally wanton, that you tempt him to sample your base pussy.” I shot back. “At least I don’t pretend to be a chaste virgin but allow huge ‘lowborn’ cocks to ream my ass every week.” Fire in her eyes, she made to slap me again, but Mr. Steedstiff intercepted her hand. “None of that, Francine. No matter your anger at Ruby, none of us here are innocent of lust. I do not intend to let jealousy distract me from the ultimate prize.” Prize? I was mystified.

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The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 10 (Part 21)

After a shocked silence that lasted for seemingly minutes, Mr. Steedstiff threw back his head and roared with laughter, drowning out Miss Frothinglips’ sputtering outrage. When he’d regained his composure, and muffled her protests with another searing kiss, he pulled me into an embrace. Still chuckling, he clucked my chin. “Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Mrs. Cleanknockers was more correct than even she guessed when she told us last night you were a mischievous imp. His lordship is at sixes and sevens not knowing what to do with you.” I frowned mulishly. “It’s hardly my fault. He set me on this path.”

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The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 10 (Part 20)

Daringly, when I joined their company with a contemptuous sneer on my face, I swung my right arm as hard as I could, and spanked Miss Frothinglips across her bared bottom. The smack was echoed in their shocked expressions. “Yes, yes, yes, to all your accusations. I was thinking about sucking your delicious prick, Sebastian, as I fucked Francine’s cunt with my fingers. Had I known you had a prior claim, I would have brought a dildo from the Gun Room and taken her for my own. It’s obvious to my ‘low and cunning morality’ that she needs regular fucking.”

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The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 10 (Part 18)

To my astonishment, I could clearly see a dark blush suffuse her face and upper chest. “I got distracted, Sebastian.” His back to me, his expression was hidden, but not his actions. A hand slipped around to her front and wiggled up between her closed thighs. Her eyes closed—whether in shame or arousal I could not ascertain—but her reaction to his exploration was much louder than any I’d been able to elicit earlier. “Why, you naughty slut, Francine. Taking advantage of a helpless servant girl to satisfy your greedy quim. Shall I whip you for your wanton wallowing?”

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The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 10 (Part 17)

Over the suckling sound of their reunion of mouths, I could hear him murmur effusive platitudes such as this: “I’ve missed you, sweet Francine, like the blushing rose misses the damp dew of spring’s kisses.” Even as I winced at his overwrought sentiments, I knew there would be trouble if a gentlemen were discovered in a young lady’s chambers without proper chaperonage. I didn’t qualify and fervently wished for invisibility as I pressed my shoulder blades into the flocked wallpaper. No such luck. He released Miss Frothinglips, retaining possession of her posterior and genially asked, “Have you told her yet?”

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