Clara must be trained ! It is her stepmother who decides that the young woman must be a true professional when it comes to sex and supremacy. The insatiable Clara can not get enough - of neither men or women. Her life is filled with sex and spanking ... Before internet porn, before porno video recording, before smut movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read adult books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment diligence - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishing firm, some account book were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern day reader - in more manner than one. The anonymously written `` First Training '' is a great instance of sadomasochistic Victorian erotica. The author is still unknown.

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First training



CHAPTER ONE



I DO NOT recall the expiration of my dear Mama, for I was then too Pres Young. I guard her likeness still, faded as it has become. That she was a gentle woman I have no doubts. I would have followed in her ways, perhaps, had not my father remarried. I remember well the coming of Stepmama, as I first called her. Father of the Church was then no more than than 35 and she was twenty eight. I remember her being all of a glister, much taken with jewellery as she ever is, tight-waisted, slender, and an temptingness to all male eyes. I remember that she awed me a little at world-class, for her voice, though well modulated, caused even Papa to aim prompt notice of her at all times, it having a quality to it that is rare to encounter. Strange were those start years, for sometimes there was merriment, social gatherings and parties, and at others a benign silence in the home which Papa seemed to take as his due.

My brother Robert was much taken with her. She would tease or even matted him sometimes, but at others scold him and send him to his room. All things began to exchange. There was often change of furniture with carts drawn by bully dray horses coming and going. This occasioned very much agitation, but we were not allowed to give tongue to it unduly. There was too much clutter in the rooms, she declared, and so many little tables and whatnots among which the housemaids had to thread their way when cleanup were cleared away and to a greater extent quad made. In station of small-scale settle, larger I were brought in, their ornate coverings delighting me so that I loved to reverberate up and down on them and feel their richly patterned surfaces.

I was not chided for this and felt myself perhaps my stepmother's deary. Often she cast a most kindly eye on me and fed me tidbits so that my former sister, Sarah, and Henry Martyn Robert became jealous, but she would have none of that. We could not but notice that pop was quieter in her bearing than he had been before, and had it not been for the social proprieties I am sure she would give taken her home at the read/write head of the table."I wonder she does not wear the trousers,"Sarah once remarked crossly, though the words were said without malice for it was unmanageable to withhold admiration from her. My stepmama's name was Julia. The epithet suited her for its richness. She was above middling tiptop and indeed when she wore boots or shoes of a sealed character was to be seen as tall as Papa. Her pilus was sometimes taken up in a bun which revealed a lovely swanlike neck opening, though I preferred it when pop and would beg her to let me brush it which she did, to the annoyance of Adam Smith, her personal housemaid, who could often be seen glancing at her with awed eyes.

Picnics she was much fond of and would take us on them when father was about his business. From such as I learned, he had been more lax in the past with his affairs but was spurred on by her and indeed she would sometimes severalize him when to go and when to come back. He abided meekly by her decisions as we all did, and so as may well be imagined we looked up to her and perhaps I believe were all a lilliputian in love with her. My especial pleasure as I grew older I began to occasionally attend to her in stuffing. poor people Smith would be sent out and I set first to help undo the hook and oculus in her surgical gown. This being removed revealed a delicious frothing of lacy petticoats and underskirts. As I helped remove these in turn I would sometimes find myself touching her thigh and feeling the perfumed warmth of her body, which made me quite enamoured of her. Occasionally when divested to her corset, stockings and bootee, she would even let out a piddling cooing sound as she held my helping hand to her plump silky second joint and moved them up and down while smiling at me."Do you like the bodily pleasures ?"she asked me once quaintly, seating herself before her dressing defer mirror.

As she spoke she slowly unlaced the front of her corset and therewith unveiled two prominent firm breast of such marbled white that I could not help but gaze upon them in awe and invidia. The brown tit upon them, set in large aureoles of sweetly crinkled shape, stuck out boldly, being conical and finely-pointed. With a little suspiration as if taken herself by her beauty, she then cupped them and gazed at me smiling."One day yours will be as turgid,"she said, whereat I blushed and knew not what to say."I believe they must be very pretty already. exhibit me, Clara,"she went on and turned about on her stool. I turned my brain towards the door and felt flustered, thinking that Smith might take back."No one will come in. Take off your dress,"I was told. The sunshine came softly into her room and made a daze of all, casting its milky shine through the cold pall. One is not of class ever flustered at undressing in front of another of one's own sex, but perhaps some flickering of intuition told me of something that I could not have expressed."Let me aid you, dear,"she murmured and with that her finger were busy all about me so that in no sentence at all I stood in my chemise."Take this off, too,"came her give-and-take.

When I did so, my bubbies-already proud and firm-were revealed. Her heart opened slightly in admiration, which of course of study please me. My tit had already grown well and would not receive scorned the title of pumpkins, the tegument velvet smooth and rich, and proud to display my strawberry nipples. That at least is what my stepmother called them while gently tweaking the tips until my cheek grew flushed and I felt them stiffen."How well they come up,"she whispered,"shall I show you something nice ?"I nodded, my cheeks suffused. There was a hot feel in my optic as she drew me towards the bed, lay down suddenly upon her rachis with her legs dangling over the edge and pulled me upon her so that I stumbled and fell between her stockinged stage. Holding me so, she gazed up at me quite dreamily and cupped my boldness in her hands."What a beaut you are becoming,"she murmured and then so adjusted herself with a lissom movement of her soundbox that my nipples came upon her own."There-is that not skillful ?"she whispered.

Her back talk were immediately under mine and I could scarce speak for fervor. Slipping one hand beneath my chin and so keeping my mouth directed to hers, she stroked with the other down my back. I wore by then only my drawers, white stockings and strap-over brake shoe such as had just come into manner. Our nipples tingled together and brushed like rubbery prickle, for I can think of no other de***********ion for the feeling. Without speaking boost then, she pouted her back talk prettily and brushed them lightly all about my own, making me find quite swoony. Our breaths intermingled. My bosom seemed to swell."I have been longing to kiss you,"she whispered against my rima oris, this being said in such a diffuse, seductive tincture that I moved my sleeve around her neck and felt distinctly the bur of thick curls around her pussy pressing into mine through our drawers. Did I like it, I was asked, and I nodded as best I could in my military strength, felt my face suffused still, though with excitement rather than embarrassment, and a dainty tingling in my belly. Never having done such a thing before, the richness and warmth of her organic structure felt superb under mine."I want to teach you. Will you let me ?"she husked.

I knew not the real significance of her countersign, but the helpless wonder in my eyes spoke for me. Tremulously I felt her finger's breadth pulling on the association of my drawers which she then began to scrunch down. I started a little at that, but she purred something incomprehensible into my ear and then worked them so quickly down that in a flash my nudity was pressed into the cotton plant of her boxers where I could more distinctly palpate the protrusion of her cunny. Then she pressed me up a little so that I had to use my hands to endorse myself and gaze down upon her."Can you finger mine adept ?"she asked."Yes,"I said, quite in a daze, but much excited. I could not stand firm wriggling a small which pleased her for she laughed softly."I like doing it through my boxershorts and so will you, for that is how I mean you to be fondled first, Clara. proceed your belly pressed in tightly to me while I keep my ramification open. Now I shall teach you to snog. break your lips a trivial and protrude your tongue into my mouth, then you will experience my own. Move it all around so that I can sense it."I gurgled, I panted. What I was experiencing was so beautiful and unbelievable that all the man's other delight seemed as naught to this. Her tongue, wet and long, coiled about my own, causing me the most recherche sensations as our cunnies flat coat together. Hers, being veiled, exuded a slight wet which seeped through her drawers, creating an smarminess between us. Her own pelvic arch began to form more yet her bowel movement were assuage and undulating so that it was as if I were upon a fleshly sea of wondrous curves and prominence.

Her breath hissed through her nostrils in a fine spray of heat."More,"she choked. I had intruded my tongue further. All sentence ceased and I could feel only the lure wet and the slow circling of our sass. Gliding down slowly, her hands began caressing my smooth ass cheek. I quivered as she felt delicately dispirited and into the pixilated vallecula between the chubby half-moons, which caused her to clamp my sassing the more on to hers."What lovely bottoms you and Sarah have. I am going to realise them do such nice things,"she whispered, though only afterwards was I able to gather myself sufficiently to recall her parole, which appeared to inculcate her with even greater hullabaloo for of a sudden she rolled me on to my back and, cupping her paw under my moist quim, rubbed the ball of her thumb around my touch, making me writhe."Keep your wooden leg open,"she admonished me, her globes rubbing suavely over my own. So define was her tone that I obeyed. My heart and sass were open. The roof swirled above me, the adhesive plaster Cupid on it appearing to actuate of their own accord. Finding me quiescent and with my second joint held apart, she stroked my forehead."What prick are going to throb and rave in this warm short nest ! Have you seen one yet ?"she asked while rubbing me gently all the time. I shook my head. voice communication would not come. My belly was melting.

I began to jolt my bottom, poised as it was on the rolled border of the bed."I wonder who I shall put you to first ?"she then mused. My fingers clasped and unclasped, my fountainhead rolled from side to side. Completely target to the exciting movements of her quarter round and finger's breadth, I could but verbalize little gasps. The room grew ever bleary about me. I sought nothing but fulfillment, as she well knew. The firm fleshy bumping of her tit upon mine was luscious and added to my delirious ace. I gritted my teeth."come on, come on, Clara,"I heard her utter. A thin whine escaped me, or a speech sound to a greater extent akin to mewing. I raised my stern, arched my back, and then her tongue plunged into my mouth, swirling all around my own, while I, panting madly, loosed a okay salty rainfall upon her fingerbreadth and-uttering a croaking gasp-all but swooned. I was dissolving as if in a pale bloodless luminescence, my body limp and seemingly boneless."near fille,"she murmured. I made to cling to at her tightly, but she rose suddenly and sauntered back to her dressing board where she sat heavily, bowed her head for a moment and then turned towards me."Dress yourself, darling. It was but your first lesson,"she said, which made me find so uncover and guilty that I sat up and quickly snatched at my chemise which lay crumpled near the groundwork of the bed. My drawers being by then dangling around one ankle caused her to laugh fondly."Slowly-always slowly, Clara. Ladies do not rush,"she admonished me, then with a laugh rose, bent over me and kissed my moist brow."I will instruct you everything. will you obey me ?"she asked.

I wanted then to run and obliterate, was in two minds about everything, yet so pleasurably pulsing between my wooden leg that I fain would have had her do it to me all again."Yes,"I heard myself answer. While she straightened, turned back to her mirror and began humming to herself, I made myself properly, as the rum phrase has it. Lest the reader think me a innate wanton, I must carry tending not to pen too much from hindsight. I was innocent of all save what had just happened. I was not, though, a goody-goody and had begun of late to toy with myself when abed, though never with such delirious solvent as my stepmother had afforded me."You are my favourite-d'you know that ?"she ventured while brushing her pilus."I love you,"I said impulsively, never having used those dustup before."Of form,"she said simply,"but we must remember that love and obedience go ever hired man in bridge player. Will you remember that ever ? I wish you to. I am obedient to my principles and to those that my high-priced momma instilled in me. I may even be obedient to your desires when they are more aroused in you."The significance of such speech meant little enough to me then.

I was all of a-tremble with pleasance at what she had done and though standing docilely enough, her womanly hunch told her so. Standing beside her once again as I was, she tenderly felt all one shot my seat and thighs through my dress and was delight, I believe, that I stood submissively to this."Do you make love me because it was nice ? Answer quickly and truthfully, Clara."“ I love you and it was gracious,"I answered impulsively and again I glimpsed a feel of admiration in her center such as flattered me greatly. While I had admired and gone in awe of her, even of course felt warmness for all her forgivingness and even her periodic sternness, I had never felt towards her as I did now."You do not bumble and stutter your replies. I like that,"she said."Sarah is unlike from you, more fey and more awkward, but she will train well-in due course."Indeed yes, I remember well the commencement egress of that tidings from her lips. At that present moment I had no causal agency to dwell on it, yet it embedded itself in my memory so that when I later lay in bed that night it recurred to me constantly. I knew now that something had happened between my sister and stepmother, but could not of track bring myself to ask.

Then, as female child will, I persuaded myself that it was but a careless remark. I was as one who longs to say many matter but does not make out what they are. Sensing this, she was most patient with me."There is naught that anyone else need know of such matter, Clara-not at least until I wish it,"said she. The range of Papa immediately sprang to mind, most naturally, for I had no question that she intended him as well. I was cognisant, as were Sarah and Robert, that he had become quieter than I somehow remembered him before his remarriage and that he deferred to her. It is said nowadays that cleaning lady of our meter were ever meek and dutiful, but that is not so. I have known gross harridans who made their married person's life a misery so that-as I also now know-they turned to gay young lady for solace. A woman then, of the prison term of which I speak, could not so easily be thrown out of her own house as hitherto had been the case, and if she could not air her marital wrath upon her husband then she would do so upon the servants.

As time passed my stepmother explained all such things to me, not by lecturing but by restrained input that she knew would stimulate an impression on me, as they did, for female absorb more in such matters than do male person. female child are closest to their mother and I became now so to my straightaway distaff guardian. While I now helped her to dress for the afternoon, she gave me a slight tickling between my thighs-though through my dress-and laughing asked me whether I thought what we had done was naughty."I don't know,"I replied, very confused and more shy when not within the hotness of it."Well, it is not,"she told me bluntly,"all pleasures are to be looked upon as pleasures provided they do no eventual harm to anyone. Did you know that I had caned your sister ?"I was startled and showed it. I did not even know that we had a cane about the mansion."She was froward. A female child must not be willful. She must teach all for her own benefits. That is the purpose of being taught. The road may seem hard at foremost but soon it leads to pleasant meadow and there one may disport oneself as one wishes."Perhaps the most astonishing aspect of this was that Sarah had said nothing to me, though we always normally confided in each early, as sis do.

Curiously enough-and such was the strength of our stepmother's personality-I believed it all the Sir Thomas More for Sarah's strange omission. Besides, and though this was only what might be called a side of meat thought, the remark about my babe's bottomland had intrigued me and now was cleared up."Oh, did it smart her ?"I asked but of curio but also out of protectiveness."No more than it will you, my pet, when I have to do it."“ She did not tell pappa though ?"I asked, though my tonus of vox was rather in the form of a statement than a enquiry."Certainly not. She knows in effect than to do that,"came the response. With that she took a Turkish cigarette from a box beside her table and lit it. With a quite merry smile she offered one to me but I shook my brain."You will come up to like them I believe ; what a pleasant perfume they give off,"I was told. I wanted then to lead a powderpuff ; but it was too late to ask and I dared not.

Then with quite a flourish she swept past me, opened a wardrobe and from a shelf took down a whippy cane, the sight of which truly made me chill. Told to feel it I extended my hired man timidly and touched its dressed surface."I tingled her up with it well, Clara. Do you know what being naughty is ?"“ Why, yes, it is doing things that one shouldn't,"I replied naively."Oh ? Do you think ? It is also not doing things you should do-but that is a secret saying, as my Mama used to shout out it, and you will learn the meaning of it soon enough. Suppose after dinner tonight when we are all in the lottery room, I told you to recruit your frock and push your knee breeches down. Would it be naughty to refuse ?"“ In front of all ? Oh no, I couldn't !"“ Be not disturbed, I shall not ask you to. There may be occasions-other occasions-where I shall, however, and if you do not then I shall cane you."“ Oh !"I stepped back. I truly believed her."You would not,"I gasped. Instead of replying, she ran the cane lovingly across her thenar."It stings beautifully. You should have seen Sarah's rose hip waggle !"“ But what did she do ?"“ Does it matter ? Perhaps it was something she would not do. Will you not entrust me to behave in your trump interests always ?"“ Yes."I could answer in no other way. Most curiously or not, after what had occurred I trusted her completely. I knew no strain of cruelty in her and so was more intrigued than dreaded at her parole."Let me lay it a footling across your own adorable tush. Shall I ?"Was it in Truth a petition or a program line ? I stood rigid and in that moment squeezed my nether brass together."Please don't,"I stammered."You are refusing ? What a gamey girl you are !"But her whole tone was only that of a vexer, then she beckoned me and I softened and moved back to her."I would adore to cane you, Clara-to make your bottom hot and make,"she murmured. Quite as one mesmerized, I stood still though my pegleg trembled as with slow but sealed helping hand she raised my dress inch by column inch until first the rear of my second joint and then my knickered bottom were revealed."Stand still,"she said severely. I blinked and did so.

Then, holding up my clothes higher, she laid the cane at a rightfield angle across my chubby boldness and there held it as if to give me the feel of it. I did not motivate nor could have got done without her command and knew it."The cane may be cruel or it may not. It may act as a punishment or a urging. I use it only as a spur, Clara, and never cruelly. You trust me in that, do you not ?"I nodded. Though wary at that mo, I did trust her. She tapped the cane lightly across my pert Sun Myung Moon, causing me to utter a sharp"OOOOH !"though I felt little from it."Now again,"she murmured,"flexure forward, keep your dress up and your buns well puzzle out."“ B… b… but…,"I stammered. This briefest of insurrection was however quelled by a single look from her… As she stepped to one side of me,

I obeyed a little miserably, feeling that I had somehow been trapped. Withal, however, I also entertained a certain sense of daring and hullabaloo that I could not explain. Keeping my legs straight, I reared my posterior and waited."I adore your obedience, Clara. Remain obedient still."I knew then that she meant to flog me. My dress slipped but was soon drawn up again. In a businesslike personal manner she then turned me about so that I found my hands placed on the position of the bed. I wanted desperately to speak, to plead with her, but could find no manner of Holy Writ to utter."Now your bloomers down again,"I heard, and as recently as they had been donned so now as easily did they cascade, gliding down to my ankles and there subsiding in a forlorn pool. Her workforce touched my bare tush and I wilted.

This motion of defensiveness was ignored."You will read the correct posture, my pet. Make a hollow of your rachis so that the Sun Myung Moon of your freighter is made the more striking thereby. Do not arch your back in the revoke management for it looks absurd and is indeed naive."Her words were smooth enough but firm. Obeying hesitantly, I presented myself in the best fashion."Have no fear. I do not intend to singe you,"came her voice.

I heard then a boo as of the cane slicing through the air."THOOO !"I squealed, for luminance as the stroke was, and full across my young orb, it stung me and I reared."Still now, Clara !"she barked. I gave a little wailing sob and waited. Then my next and longer wailing cry was uttered as this time I received another scorcher, though in accuracy I know it to have got been but a skip motion of the cane at which she was so wiz."NA-NAH-NAH !"I heard myself sob and worked my hips madly, endeavouring as one does to shake off the tongue of fire that were leaping through me. Even in the thick of my cry, however, a third bit into me, and this time truly did for I leapt and clutched at my behind, not caring about my stance nor indeed about respect. I was not however admonished for this nor did she attempt to still me but instead cast down the cane and drew me about so that I sagged against her and sobbed my dissent to the humans."Dear short one, it is but your first gear taste tester. Did I shell out with you so harshly, my sweet little lamb ?"I blubbered only because the sentiment of it had proven perhaps worse than the deed. Her hand stroked my hair's-breadth, my face was pressed into her sweet-smelling titty. Her words ran over me like softly drifting leaves as, instead of chiding me, she praised me for my fortitude.

This causing me to sob louder, I was kissed on my moist and wobbling mouth and once to a greater extent encounter myself clinging to her."Are you not grateful that I did not really sting you ? It does not hurt ? Does it really hurt-really, really ?"I cried on for event a small and she knew it, stroked my hair's-breadth continually and kissed my nose and brow."You come up well, darling-you nip and tuck it well. We call it presenting, you know, and I shall teach you a little more about that later. There now, let me soothe your nice hot bottom. A little hot, is it not, but you can not say that I truly injure you, can you ?"I shook my head, nerve hidden. It had stung me awfully, yet I could not describe it as a nuisance."Now, darling, the net salute. Your tongue, quickly,"she breathed. My grimace was lifted. I surrendered anew, but therewith her forefinger found the tight, tender crevice of my underside and rotated its tip around my knit hole.

Feeling the strange sensation of that touch I pressed myself into her involuntarily, which was what she desired for her finger followed and gently rubbed me there again all around the rubbery rim of my secrecy. Thus our bellies and legs were tight together and I could not escape, intoxicated anew by the sweet-flavored lashing of her glossa. Curiously enough I felt then with her progressive caressing a slight wet in my bottomhole and my knees sagged. Then, withdrawing her oral fissure from mine but keeping the tip of her finger's breadth ever pressed demandingly there, she smiled down at me."Oh yes, truly you are my preferent,"she whispered, and you have now had your low trials."

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Notes ;

1. During my visit to Jack London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral rest home, I stumbled on a fellowship hoarded wealth. Apart from former things I also found a gibbosity of books, journal, and government note in the hoarded wealth which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic book, Novels, and cartridge holder probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and treasured. They are a must-read for all smut lovers.

2. The employment is having 24 chapters

3. The writer is unknown

4. Some of the mental object has been changed or edited or removed to build it suited for rules of the site related to age .