Amelia's Punishment

By Anna Austin

 

 

Description:

 

Amelia is a curious and adventurous young woman. Perhaps too curious. She should never have trespassed in the forbidden room. Should never have become so wantonly excited by the depraved painting and objects found within it. And now she must be punished. It would seem that Lord Mountjoy, her protector and mentor, has hidden depths. He will be the one to punish her. He will be the one to inflict pleasure-and pain-beyond measure. And Amelia will be his-forever!

 

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"What are you doing?" she asked feeling exposed and unsure of what was going on.

 

He did not answer, but instead he bound her in thick twine with complex knots. The twine irritated her skin and caused her discomfort, yet she found the process oddly exciting. She had never been bound before. Her breasts were bound along with her pussy, the twine cutting across her mound and brushing her clit, cutting into her delicate skin. The abrasive bindings set her skin aflame.

 

Lord Mountjoy walked behind her and he picked a good quality leather whip from the wall. He didn't say a word as he approached her, then began running his hands over her backside ever so slowly, sending chills down her spine. Suddenly he pulled back and cracked the whip against her ass. The sudden sting made Amelia cry out in pain and her eyes went wide as she realized she was in over her head. She had never felt pain like this before. Lord Mountjoy continued to crack the whip across her ass, blow after blow landing on her smooth skin. If it hadn't been for being tied and attached to the O ring, she would have collapsed into a pitiful heap on the ground.

 

Her sobs racked her body. The searing pain inflicted by the whip hurt so much. She was so sore, but she realized she was even wetter now than she was before. A part of her enjoyed the pain, just like the women in the paintings. That in itself scared her. She realized now that the women had been willing participants, at least up to a point. And she herself was willing, but afraid at the same time. Just how much pain would her guardian inflict on her? And were their limits to the pleasure that her body could take?

 

 

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With a last look around, she pushed hard against the heavy wooden door and slipped inside the forbidden room, quietly closing the door behind her. As she turned around she caught her breath; before her was a bedroom unlike any she had ever seen. She stared at the ghastly shackles, chains and whips that lined the walls, along with some pictures that she couldn't bring herself to look at. There were horrifying black masks and chairs with leather straps and some weird contraptions, as well as something that resembled the male anatomy modeled in wood

 

She began to panic, and as instincts took hold she turned to flee. She tried the door, but it was stuck. She pulled the handle, and with growing horror she realized that in her haste she had locked it from the inside. Tears welled in her eyes as she pulled out the key, but it skittered and rattled as she tried to fit it back into the keyhole. It didn't fit. The key only worked from the outside. Finally, she gave in to panic, pounding on the door and screaming for help. But no one could hear her, and no one came. She fell to the floor against the door as she began to cry.

 

After a while, she pulled herself together. It was hardly as if she would be stuck here forever...someone would come looking for her. And in the meantime, she would do what she had set out to do...explore. She picked herself up and slowly walked around the room, carefully looking at everything. Whatever secrets this strange room held, they would reveal themselves to her.

 

 

 

 

Keywords: victorian bdsm erotica, bound whipped spanked, virgin first-time defloration, rough hard sex