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Disciplined For Her Sins
(Anna Austin)
Disciplined For Her Sins
The
Complete Trilogy By Anna Austin Description: Annie is an
orphan, innocent in the ways of the world until she embarks on a dangerous and
sinful affair with the enigmatic Dr Thorn, headmaster of Bleakcroft
orphanage. Together, they explore the boundaries of pleasure and pain, desire
and lust, spanking and submission. ~~~~~ Disciplined
For Her Sins "Pleasure and pain
mixing into one glorious whole... she was crying out again and again..."
~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~ "Now" Dr
Thorn continued. "Keep your hands on the desk, but bend over. As far as you
can." Annie did not immediately obey. She was horribly aware
that if she bent over, the too-short night gown would ride up, leaving her
backside totally exposed. Surely Dr Thorn did not expect her the bare her
bottom to him? "But Sir!" she protested "If I do that I won't be able to
cover my... you'll be able to to see my..." "I am fully aware of this girl" Dr Thorn interrupted.
"After all, what is the point of a spanking if the blows do not fall on bare
flesh? Now do as I say, and bend over." His tone brooked no refusal. Reluctantly, Annie bent over. At least she knew what to
expect now. He was going to give her a spanking. As she had feared, when she bent over, her nightgown rode
up over her backside. Her bottom was completely exposed and uncovered, ripe for
whatever punishment Dr Thorn saw fit to inflict on it. Even worse, she was
aware that because of the way she was bending over, the lips of her cunny were
also on display, her sex exposed to a man for the first time in her life. She
felt embarrassed, but was aware as well that the dull ache between her legs had
returned. The sensation was faint, but certainly not a figment of her
imagination. Perhaps the matrons were right - maybe she was a wanton hussy, the
sort of shameless sinner who actually became aroused by baring her sex to a
strange man. Maybe she truly deserved the punishment that she was about to
receive. She stole a glance behind her. Dr Thorn was looking at
her intently. He had rolled up his sleeves, but Annie was relieved to see that
was holding no implement of punishment, no cane or strap. Perhaps he intended
to spank her using his hands? His hands were big and rough looking, and Annie
could not help but wonder what it would feel like if he used them to spank her
bare bottom. Dr Thorn caught her looking at him. "Face forward girl, face forward." Annie did as she was told. She could no longer see behind her, but she heard him
approach. He paused for a moment, and Annie thought she could almost feel his
gaze on her as he took in her bare behind. The skin on her cheeks prickled in
anticipation. What was waiting for? Crack! Pain exploded across Annie's arse as the Headmaster's
huge hand dealt it a glancing blow. Annie let out a small whimper, more from
the suddenness and surprise at the sudden contact than at the pain itself. It
did hurt though, and Annie could already feel a dull glow spreading across her
bottom as the skin turned red. Crack! He caught her again, and this time Annie cried out louder
as the blow fell on skin already smarting from Dr Thorn's first attempt. Oh
God, how many of these would she have to take? She already felt like she
wouldn't be able to sit down for a week! Crack! Another slap across her bare bottom, harder this time.
Tears were now streaming down Annie's cheeks as her backside glowed with
intense pain. Part of her wanted her ordeal to be over, for Dr Thorn to relent,
to tell her she had taken her punishment, and that she was free to go. And yet... Annie realised that mixed in with the pain, there was
certain frisson of something else. What exactly? Pleasure? Was she
really deriving pleasure from having her backside beaten? Or was it a different
kind of pleasure, the type of excitement that comes from being dominated by a
powerful, commanding man? Could it be that she wanted Dr Thorn to spank her, to
demonstrate his control over her, to put her in her place? ~~~~~ Disciplined For His Pleasure
"We
were both culpable, the darkest desires of one complementing those of the
other. A match made in heaven. Or more likely hell."
~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~ Carefully, he took hold of the hem of nightgown, and slid
it gently upwards, exposing Annie's bare bottom. She shivered, goosebumps forming on her naked skin. "You're a very naughty little girl," Dr Thorn said. "And
you deserve to be punished, isn't that right?" "Yes, Sir" Annie replied. "Then say it. Confess your sins to me child. Confess
them, so that I might give you the appropriate discipline." Annie though for a second. "Sometimes, when I lie in bed at night, I think naughty
thoughts about what you did to me." Whack! Dr Thorn's hand connected sharply with her bare arse,
knocking the breath out of Annie. She could feel her buttocks smarting, yet
beneath the pain there was already something more, the excitement of
being punished in such a way already wakening inside of her. "Confess your sins" Thorn demanded. "When I think those naughty thoughts, I reach down, and I
touch myself" Whack! The Headmaster's rough hand once again collided with her
posterior. Annie felt her skin begin to glow, the blood flowing into her
smarting buttocks. She could feel the ache between her legs growing, feel the
wetness down there beginning to spread. She wanted more. "When I have my hand beneath my legs, I reach up and
stroke my titties too". Whack! Another blow, this one harder than the first two, causing
Annie to give out a little whimper of pain and pleasure. The Headmaster was
breathing more heavily, and Annie could sense that he was becoming exciting
too, deriving just as much pleasure from giving out the punishment as Annie got
from receiving it. "More, child!" he demanded. "Confess more of your sins." "I like it when you spank me. It makes me wet" Whack! Annie had told no lie. The wetness had spread, and she
could feel the hot stickiness down there, feel the juices flowing between her
cunny lips. It was the pain, the delicious agony of having her bare bottom
mercilessly spanked that was thrilling her so. "I'm really wet now." Whack! Another blow landed. Annie's arse was really stinging
now, and she imagined the skin must be as red as a beetroot. Still, she wanted
more. "I want you to keep spanking me until I cum." ~~~~~ Disciplining Her Forever
"Before,
we were merely dabbling on the edges of pleasure and pain. We were amateurs,
dilettantes. But tonight, we will truly embrace the darkness within us." Annie is an
orphan, but she has finally escaped the hated orphanage. Instead, she has been
taken into the service of the commanding Dr Thorn, her former headmaster, and
now lover. But Annie knows that he has taken her into his home on one condition
- that they continue their experiments into the nature of pleasure and pain. Locked into
an infernal machine of the Doctor's own devising, gagged and blindfolded, Annie
must decide whether her desire is the match for his depravity, or whether this
time, his sadism has gone too far... ~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~ "Consider this your true initiation, child." Thorn bent
over her, whispering in her ear. He seemed to sense that she wanted some sort
of explanation. "Before, we were merely dabbling on the edges of pleasure and
pain. We were amateurs, dilettantes. But tonight, we will truly embrace the
darkness within us. Are you willing Annie? Are you ready to be pushed to the
brink?" Annie blinked back her tears, and managed to whisper. "Yes." Thorn moved round and knelt in front of her, his green
eyes looking deep into her own. "Good. But we cannot have you making so much noise. It
sounds like murder is being committed." He reached across to the table and
picked up the strange leather ball. "Open your mouth child. As wide as you
can." Annie suddenly realised that the object that Thorn held
was gag. She did as he instructed, and he gently pushed the ball into her
mouth. She bit down on the soft leather, and Thorn pulled the straps around her
head, tightening and then buckling them up. Annie could not now have spat out
the gag, even if had tried. "Can you breath?" Thorn asked her. She nodded, no longer
able to speak. "Good. Then let us proceed." He walked back around behind
her, and Annie heard him pick up the birch. 'Swish!' This time, Thorn put everything into the blow. As the
birch struck her bare bottom, it felt like a fiery whips were tormenting her
poor flesh. Annie screamed, but the gag muffled the sound so that all that
emerged was breathy grunt. She realised that she was now entirely at his mercy,
unable to move, unable to cry out. He could do whatever he wished to her, and
there would be no escape. 'Swish! Swish! Swish!' This time, three blows fell in swift succession, bringing
pain that was almost beyond belief. Annie felt her vision blur, and for a
moment she almost blacked out. She was not sure how much of this agony she
could take, but she had no way of telling Thorn to stop. And yet...within the pain, there was still kernel of
pleasure. True, it was almost obscured by the intensity of the hurt that Dr
Thorn was inflicting on her, but it was there. All she needed to do was
concentrate, to embrace
it, and she would make it through. 'Swish!' The blow struck, but this time Annie did not cry out. She
opened her mind to the pain, letting it wash over her. Somehow, it seemed more
bearable this way. The pain was part of her, but a welcome part - and it was
tinged with pleasure. 'Swish!' Annie cried out, but this time it was an expression of
pleasure as much a cry of distress. The pain was still intense, perhaps more
intense than any sensation she had ever felt before, but she had almost
mastered it, turning it into something to be enjoyed. She was aware that the
slight wetness between her legs had become a flood, her juices flowing in
response to the delicious agony she was being made to endure. Keywords: Victorian
Erotic Romance, Spanking and Submission Erotica, Domestic Discipline, BDSM, Teen,
Virgin, Older Man Historical
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