Anonymous - Maude Cameron And Her Guardian

“ Ohh, sir!” Rose wailed, clasping her hands in prayer before him,

“ Is that your idea of docility?” he ironically quipped and the frantic beauty hurried to procure the birch, her lovely naked bosom bobbing and jiggling as she ran.

Stripping naked, he lay down on the couch and took up the scissors; then, as she timidly approached, birch in trembling hand, he ordered her to stand with straddled legs before him and hold her breath whilst he snipped away at the place between her legs till the swollen lips of her virgin secret gaped before him.

Taking the birch, he ordered her to get over him, and, reaching over her, applied two or three quick little cuts over her squirming bottom. When she sobbed out for mercy, he replied, “ I am preparing you to be had, so stop your caterwauling before I really decide to flog you instead of have you, Miss Rose,” which quieted her supplications at once.

Directing her hold to place herself so as to engage his rampant shaft with her tender gaping fissure, Mr. Cameron made her sink down till his fierce rigidity broke through her tender barrier, and, grabbing her, pulling her down atop and over him, locking his left arm round her waist whilst he flicked and swished the short birch over her drawers- sheathed posterior. Thus between two fires, the lovely captive did not take long in squirming and moaning as she experienced the deep penetration of his lance, and the smarting of the rod over her tender backside forced her to gyrate and wriggle in the most salacious way, which heightened his lust and, in due course, brought her to swooning surrender.

As he neared climax, he applied a furious slash over the base of her bottom that drew a cry of pain, and he drowned it with a sucking kiss whilst holding her tight to him, and shot his bubbling seed deep into her womb, at which Rose, feeling her floodgates ease, merged to him with a moaning cry of tortured ecstasy. And thus Mr. Cameron subjugated a beautiful young rebel and made her his willing, acquiescent loveslave…

One could not, unless one were indeed a carping and demanding person, expect more of life than Mr. Charles Cameron had derived from it in the short year and few months since Maude Rivers had descended from the train in the little railway station at Rushton. Affluent, with a monthly revenue of tuition fees from the parents and relatives of the young ladies enrolled in his own private school; paid, indeed, for the joys of subjecting many of those charming enrollees to the lascivious ordeal of birch and cane and spanker, his eyes free to gaze upon their most secret charms; and endowed with virility that made him lord and master of not only two beautiful nieces, Maude and Alice, but two new protйgйes Rose and Nellie, to say nothing of Miss Norah Byron, one would suppose that no fly marred the ointment of his reveries.

Alas, it did. A bold, opportunistic male such as the retired advocate found that when a challenge was issued and not met and conquered, he felt unsuccessful, and thus it was that his annoyance mounted at the fact that the Misses Medbury and Davis, after four months had gone by in their positions as instructresses of the older girls, had steadfastly refused to submit any naughty girl on their Friday report lists which would have made chastisement obligatory for such a culprit.

When he casually remarked about this, both handsome young women gave him to understand that they did not endorse corporal punishment as the proper modus operandi for young ladies of eighteen and older, and that they would not unjustly sentence any of their pupils to such a barbarous punishment simply to accede to his own theory that such discipline was valid.

This defiance to his wishes naturally irritated Charles Cameron, and it had the adverse effect upon him of turning his spleen directly upon the two mature instructresses who had deprived him of the expected pleasures of witnessing the castigation of the loveliest and ripest members of the school.

Nancy Medbury’ s buxom beauty had already caught his practised eye, and it was upon her that he determined finally to undertake a project that would not only change her dogmatic views on the subject of corporal punishment but also possibly furnish him with still another inamorata.

He therefore had Alice convey to dazzlingly lovely, shy Miss Norah Byron- whose maidenhead he had already pilfered- his wish to see her in his study on a Thursday evening early in January, and when the blushing brownette presented herself, anxiously worrying whether her conduct in the past few months had drawn any menace of mortifying retribution upon her- like that with Charlene Davidson which had cost her her virginity, though it must also be admitted that voluptuous, submissive Miss Byron secretly longed for her virile and stern executioner to master her again, which he had not yet done.

As she stood before him with hands clasped, face downcast and demurely blushing, he contemplated with obvious relish, telling himself that he had neglected her since that memorable occasion. So, puffing at his cheroot, he began, “ Norah, I have excellent reports of your studies and deportment from Miss Medbury of late, and I am well satisfied with you.”

“ Oh, thank you, sir!”

“ You will recall, however, I am sure, that your flagrant wickedness on an occasion we shall not again allude to, brought you into the orbit of my displeasure,” he shyly added, rewarded by her gasp and deeper blush.

“ Y- yes… s… sir- I- I haven’ t- d- done that again, not ever again, s- sir,” she quavered.

“ I am sure you haven’ t. But I wish to draw you into my private confidences, Norah, for you can be of assistance to me, and I shall not be ungrateful if you engage your cooperation to the task I have in mind.”

“ Oh, sir- I- I am very flattered that you should express any wish for my humble aid,” she charmingly retorted, twisting her fingers this way and that and looking very demure indeed.

He guessed that the reticent minx’ s latent sensuality, whetted by her earlier attempts in the lists of Sappho, had been roused to fullblown ardor by her one surrender to the opposite sex- which, had, of course, been himself- and that she inwardly longed to make again the acquaintance of his animal vitality. Nothing loath in the least, he beckoned her to sit on his knee, and, chucking her under the chin and kissing her satiny white cheek, whispered to her what was foremost in his thoughts.

“ Ohh sir!” Norah Byron breathed, scandalized, as she stared at him with those incredibly big, humid brown eyes and her thick long curly lashes fluttered like the wings of a butterfly in flight, “ but I should never dare to do a wicked thing like that! B- besides, Miss Medbury would suspect and-”

“ She will suspect nothing because it will be done adroitly. She has offended me, for reasons that need not be in your ken, Norah my dear, and suffice it to say that your playing this little comedy role will put her in my powers to avenge the disobedience she has shown in fulfilling her station at any school,” he sententiously declaimed. “ Of course, Norah, if you refuse this favor, I shall not intervene when Miss Medbury puts you on her demerit list, and my nieces will not be inclined to leniency in your case either. In fact,” he added with a knowing wink,” Miss Birchington mentioned to me only the other evening that you are not overly tidy in keeping your section of your dormitory quarters neat and clean, and she has the authority, as you know, to have you report on a Friday afternoon for a good smacking with the tawse or a flogging with the birch.”

At this, Norah turned all colors of the rainbow and hastily agreed to do whatever he asked if only he would spare her from the pain and shame of being thrashed, and so the wily Mr. Cameron, soothing her fears with sly kisses, began to fondle her bosom, until in a few moments Norah Byron was lulled into an ecstatic passiveness whereby she made no outcry as he undid the buttons of her blouse and began to feel her naked bosom under the camisole. In a few more moments, indeed, she was reduced to hose, garters and pumps, whilst he doffed his garments and Norah uttered a faint cry of inarticulate excitement when she beheld his massive virility readied for the task of allaying her final doubts.