Clara must be trained ! It is her stepmother who decides that the untried fair sex must be a true professional person when it comes to sex and supremacy. The unsatiable Clara can not get enough - of neither men or women. Her life is filled with sex and spanking ... Before net erotica, before porno telecasting, before pornography moving picture, hoi polloi lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic Koran and cartridge holder. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment diligence - countless titillating novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the writer themselves, and almost of the writer were anonymous. Many of these 19th century Koran are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite sickening to forward-looking day reader - in more ways than one. The anonymously written `` First Training '' is a outstanding illustration of sadomasochistic Victorian porno. The generator is still unknown.

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showtime training



CHAPTER ONE



I DO NOT think the passing of my dear ma, for I was then too Cy Young. I guard her likeness still, faded as it has become. That she was a gentle woman I have no incertitude. I would have followed in her ways, perhaps, had not my founder remarried. I remember well the coming of Stepmama, as I first called her. beginner was then no to a greater extent than thirty-five and she was twenty eight. I remember her being all of a glitter, much taken with jewelry as she ever is, tight-waisted, slender, and an allurement to all manlike eyes. I remember that she awed me a little at commencement, for her voice, though well modulated, caused even dad to demand immediate notice of her at all clock time, it having a timbre to it that is uncommon to come across. Strange were those first days, for sometimes there was merriment, sociable gatherings and company, and at others a benign secrecy in the house which Papa seemed to admit as his due.

My brother Henry M. Robert was much taken with her. She would ride or even flavourless him sometimes, but at others scold him and station him to his room. All affair began to deepen. There was much change of furniture with cart drawn by corking camion horses coming and going. This occasioned often excitement, but we were not allowed to evince it unduly. There was too much clutter in the room, she declared, and so many small tables and whatnots among which the amah had to thread their way when cleansing were cleared away and more space made. In berth of small settle, gravid ones were brought in, their flowery covering delighting me so that I loved to ricochet up and down on them and feel their richly patterned surfaces.

I was not chided for this and felt myself perhaps my stepmother's dearie. Often she cast a most kindly eye on me and fed me tidbits so that my older Sister, Sarah, and Robert became covetous, but she would hold none of that. We could not but notice that pappa was quieter in her front than he had been before, and had it not been for the societal propriety I am for sure she would suffer taken her place at the head of the table."I wonder she does not wear down the pant,"Sarah once remarked crossly, though the words were said without malevolence for it was difficult to deduct admiration from her. My stepmama's gens was Julia. The public figure suited her for its prolificacy. She was above middling height and indeed when she wore boots or skid of a certain type was to be seen as magniloquent as Papa. Her hair was sometimes taken up in a bun which revealed a lovely swanlike cervix, though I preferred it when down and would beg her to let me brush it which she did, to the irritation of Smith, her personal amah, who could often be seen glancing at her with awe eyes.

field day she was much fond of and would conduct us on them when founder was about his business organization. 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 tell him when to go and when to render. 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 fiddling in dear with her. My special pleasure as I grew older I began to occasionally assist her in dressing. Poor Smith would be sent out and I set first to help undo the come-on and eye in her nightie. 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 second joint and feeling the perfumed affectionateness of her physical structure, which made me quite enamoured of her. Occasionally when divested to her corset, stockings and bootees, she would even utter a piddling cooing sound as she held my hands to her plump silky thighs 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 bombastic strong boob of such marbled purity that I could not facilitate but gaze upon them in awe and envy. The brownish nipples upon them, set in vauntingly aureoles of sweetly crinkled figure, stuck out boldly, being conelike and finely-pointed. With a little sigh as if taken herself by her beauty, she then cupped them and gazed at me smiling."One day yours will be as bombastic,"she said, whereat I blushed and knew not what to say."I believe they must be very pretty already. Show me, Clara,"she went on and turned about on her stool. I turned my school principal towards the door and felt flustered, thinking that Smith might hark back."No one will come in. Take off your clothes,"I was told. The sunshine came softly into her room and made a daze of all, casting its milky refulgency through the moth-eaten mantle. One is not of course ever flustered at undressing in front man of another of one's own sex, but perhaps some flickering of intuition told me of something that I could not hold expressed."Let me assist you, dear,"she murmured and with that her fingers were in use all about me so that in no time at all I stood in my chemise."Take this off, too,"came her words.

When I did so, my bubbies-already gallant and firm-were revealed. Her eyes opened slightly in appreciation, which of trend pleased me. My titties had already grown well and would not have scorned the statute title of pumpkins, the peel velvet smooth and productive, and proud to expose my strawberry teat. That at least is what my stepmother called them while gently tweaking the tip until my face grew even 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 tactile sensation in my eyes as she drew me towards the bed, lay down suddenly upon her book binding with her peg dangling over the sharpness and pulled me upon her so that I stumbled and fell between her stockinged legs. Holding me so, she gazed up at me quite dreamily and cupped my face in her hands."What a beauty you are becoming,"she murmured and then so adjusted herself with a supple apparent movement of her eubstance that my pap came upon her own."There-is that not prissy ?"she whispered.

Her lips were immediately under mine and I could scarce speak for fervor. Slipping one hand beneath my Kuki-Chin and so keeping my mouthpiece directed to hers, she stroked with the other down my back. I wore by then only my drawers, white stockings and strap-over place such as had just come into fashion. Our teat tingled together and brushed like rubbery spine, for I can think of no early de***********ion for the flavour. Without speaking foster then, she pouted her lips prettily and brushed them lightly all about my own, making me feel quite swoony. Our intimation intermingled. My breasts seemed to tumesce."I have been longing to kiss you,"she whispered against my lip, this being said in such a soft, seductive tone that I moved my arms around her cervix and felt distinctly the burr of thick coil around her cunt pressing into mine through our bloomers. Did I like it, I was asked, and I nodded as best I could in my posture, felt my grimace suffused still, though with excitement rather than plethora, and a gracious tingling in my belly. Never having done such a thing before, the richness and warmheartedness of her soundbox felt superb under mine."I want to learn you. bequeath you let me ?"she husked.

I knew not the real substance of her words, but the helpless wonder in my eyes spoke for me. Tremulously I felt her fingers pulling on the necktie of my pants which she then began to wrinkle down. I started a piffling at that, but she purred something incomprehensible into my ear and then worked them so quickly down that in a jiffy my nudity was pressed into the cotton of her drawers where I could more distinctly palpate the swelling of her cunny. Then she pressed me up a little so that I had to use my hands to endure myself and gaze down upon her."Can you feel mine estimable ?"she asked."Yes,"I said, quite in a daze, but much excited. I could not resist wriggling a slight which pleased her for she laughed softly."I like doing it through my shorts and so will you, for that is how I mean you to be fondled first, Clara. Keep your belly pressed in tightly to me while I keep my legs open. Now I shall teach you to kiss. Part your lips a little and bulge out your tongue into my lip, then you will feel my own. Move it all around so that I can find it."I gurgled, I panted. What I was experiencing was so beautiful and unbelievable that all the humankind's former joy seemed as zip to this. Her tongue, wet and long, coiled about my own, causing me the most exquisite wiz as our cunnies ground together. Hers, being veiled, exuded a slim wet which seeped through her underdrawers, creating an oiliness between us. Her own hips began to work more yet her movements were gentle and undulating so that it was as if I were upon a animal sea of terrifically curves and bumps.

Her breathing place hissed through her nostril in a fine spray of heat."to a greater extent,"she choked. I had intruded my tongue further. All time ceased and I could experience only the luring moisture and the slow circling of our backtalk. Gliding down slowly, her hands began caressing my smooth out seat cheek. I quivered as she felt delicately down feather and into the tight groove between the chubby lunule, which caused her to clamp my back talk the Thomas More on to hers."What lovely bottoms you and Sarah have. I am going to make them do such nice things,"she whispered, though only afterwards was I able to gather myself sufficiently to recall her dustup, which appeared to impregnate her with even with child excitement for of a sudden she rolled me on to my dorsum and, cupping her script under my moist quim, rubbed the formal of her thumb around my spotlight, making me writhe."bread and butter your pegleg open,"she admonished me, her globes rubbing suavely over my own. So determine was her tone that I obeyed. My oculus and sassing were candid. The roof swirled above me, the plasterwork cupid on it appearing to move of their own accord. Finding me quiescent and with my thigh held apart, she stroked my hilltop."What putz are going to throb and gush in this warm little draw close ! Have you seen one yet ?"she asked while rubbing me gently all the time. I shook my pass. oral communication would not come. My belly was melting.

I began to jolt my rump, poised as it was on the rolled sharpness of the bed."I wonder who I shall put you to first ?"she then mused. My fingers clasped and unclasped, my head rolled from side of meat to side. Completely prey to the exciting crusade of her thumb and fingerbreadth, I could but perfect little pant. The way grew ever misty about me. I sought nothing but fulfillment, as she well knew. The firm fleshy bumping of her boob upon mine was pleasant-tasting and added to my delirious sense datum. I gritted my teeth."Come on, come on, Clara,"I heard her utter. A thin whine escaped me, or a sound more consanguine to mewing. I raised my bottom, arched my back, and then her tongue plunged into my sass, swirling all around my own, while I, panting madly, loosed a fine salty rain upon her digit and-uttering a croaking gasp-all but swooned. I was dissolving as if in a pale T. H. White glow, my body limp and seemingly boneless."expert girl,"she murmured. I made to clutch at her tightly, but she rose suddenly and sauntered back to her fertilization table where she sat heavily, bowed her head for a moment and then turned towards me."frock yourself, darling. It was but your offset lesson,"she said, which made me feel so exposed and guilty that I sat up and quickly snatched at my chemise which lay crumpled near the foot of the bed. My drawers being by then dangling around one ankle joint caused her to laugh fondly."Slowly-always slowly, Clara. Ladies do not cannonball along,"she admonished me, then with a laugh rose, bent grass over me and kissed my moist brow."I will instruct you everything. Will you obey me ?"she asked.

I wanted then to run and conceal, was in two minds about everything, yet so pleasurably pulsing between my legs that I fain would stimulate had her do it to me all again."Yes,"I heard myself respond. While she straightened, turned back to her mirror and began humming to herself, I made myself decent, as the curious phrase has it. Lest the reader call up me a natural wanton, I must pack care not to write 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 results as my stepmother had afforded me."You are my favourite-d'you know that ?"she ventured while brushing her hair."I love you,"I said impulsively, never having used those give-and-take before."Of course,"she said simply,"but we must remember that love and obedience go ever bridge player in hand. Will you remember that ever ? I wish you to. I am obedient to my principles and to those that my good mamma instilled in me. I may even be obedient to your desires when they are more aroused in you."The import of such words meant petty enough to me then.

I was all of a-tremble with pleasure at what she had done and though standing docilely enough, her womanly intuitions told her so. Standing beside her once again as I was, she tenderly felt all round of golf my bottom and thighs through my clothes and was pleased, I believe, that I stood submissively to this."Do you have intercourse me because it was decent ? reply quickly and truthfully, Clara."“ I love you and it was prissy,"I answered impulsively and again I glimpsed a look of admiration in her eyes such as flattered me greatly. While I had admired and gone in awe of her, even of course felt affection for all her kindnesses and even her occasional sternness, I had never felt towards her as I did now."You do not stutter and stammer your answer. I like that,"she said."Sarah is different from you, to a greater extent fey and more awkward, but she will school well-in due course."Indeed yes, I remember well the first growth of that word from her sassing. At that moment I had no cause to dwell on it, yet it embedded itself in my retentiveness 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 course bring myself to ask.

Then, as miss will, I persuaded myself that it was but a careless remark. I was as one who longs to say many things 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 things, Clara-not at least until I wish it,"said she. The image of Papa immediately sprang to mind, well-nigh naturally, for I had no dubiety that she intended him as well. I was cognizant, 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 woman of our time were ever meek and dutiful, but that is not so. I have known perfect harridans who made their mate's life a misery so that-as I also now know-they turned to gay girls for comfort. A woman then, of the meter of which I speak, could not so easily be thrown out of her own sign as hitherto had been the case, and if she could not vent her marital wrath upon her hubby then she would do so upon the servants.

As clock time passed my stepmother explained all such matter to me, not by lecturing but by quiesce remarks that she knew would urinate an opinion on me, as they did, for female person absorb more in such matter than do Male. Girls are closest to their mothers and I became now so to my immediate female guardian. While I now helped her to lop for the afternoon, she gave me a minuscule 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 confounded and more shy when not within the heat of it."Well, it is not,"she told me bluntly,"all pleasures are to be looked upon as delight provided they do no eventual damage to anyone. Did you know that I had caned your sis ?"I was startled and showed it. I did not even know that we had a cane about the house."She was willful. A girl must not be self-willed. She must instruct all for her own welfare. That is the intent of being taught. The road may appear hard at first but soon it leads to pleasant hayfield and there one may sport oneself as one wishes."Perhaps the most astonish aspect of this was that Sarah had said zero to me, though we always normally confided in each other, as sisters do.

Curiously enough-and such was the strength of our stepmother's personality-I believed it all the more for Sarah's strange skip. Besides, and though this was only what might be called a face thought, the remark about my sister's backside had intrigued me and now was cleared up."Oh, did it hurt her ?"I asked but of rarity but also out of protectiveness."No more than it will you, my pet, when I have to do it."“ She did not tell papa though ?"I asked, though my tone of interpreter was rather in the physique of a statement than a interrogative."Certainly not. She knows better than to do that,"came the reply. With that she took a Turkish cigaret from a box beside her table and lit it. With a quite merry smile she offered one to me but I shook my school principal."You will add up to like them I believe ; what a pleasant essence they give off,"I was told. I wanted then to look at a puff ; but it was too late to ask and I dared not.

Then with quite a tucket she swept past me, opened a wardrobe and from a shelf took down a whippy cane, the sight of which truly made me quiver. Told to sense it I extended my hand timidly and touched its fine-tune control surface."I tingled her up with it well, Clara. Do you bed what being naughty is ?"“ Why, yes, it is doing matter that one shouldn't,"I replied naively."Oh ? Do you think ? It is also not doing thing you should do-but that is a enigma saying, as my Mama used to phone it, and you will discover the meaning of it soon enough. Suppose after dinner tonight when we are all in the drawing off elbow room, I told you to invoke your dress and promote your knickers 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 palm tree."It stings beautifully. You should have seen Sarah's hips waggle !"“ But what did she do ?"“ Does it matter ? Perhaps it was something she would not do. bequeath you not trust me to behave in your best stake always ?"“ Yes."I could reply in no early way. nearly curiously or not, after what had occurred I trusted her completely. I knew no stock of pitilessness in her and so was more intrigue than dire at her words."Let me lay it a piffling across your own adorable bottom. Shall I ?"Was it in truth a request or a bidding ? I stood rigid and in that moment squeezed my nether cheeks together."Please don't,"I stammered."You are refusing ? What a naughty girl you are !"But her shade was only that of a minx, then she beckoned me and I softened and moved back to her."I would adore to lambaste you, Clara-to make your hind end hot and ready,"she murmured. Quite as one mesmerized, I stood still though my legs trembled as with slow but certain deal she raised my dress inch by inch until first off the binding of my second joint and then my knickered nates were revealed."Stand still,"she said severely. I blinked and did so.

Then, holding up my clothes high, she laid the cane at a decent angle across my chubby boldness and there held it as if to hand me the feel of it. I did not move nor could get done without her bidding 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 bit, I did believe her. She tapped the cane lightly across my pert moon, causing me to give tongue to a sharp-worded"OOOOH !"though I felt little from it."Now again,"she murmured,"bend forward, sustain your frock up and your bottom well stuck 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 niggling miserably, feeling that I had somehow been trapped. Withal, however, I also entertained a sure sense of daring and excitement that I could not explain. Keeping my legs straight, I reared my bottom and waited."I adore your obedience, Clara. Remain obedient still."I knew then that she meant to cane me. My dress slipped but was soon drawn up again. In a earnest manner she then turned me about so that I found my hands placed on the side of the bed. I wanted desperately to address, to plead with her, but could observe no manner of lyric to utter."Now your knickers down again,"I heard, and as recently as they had been donned so now as easily did they cascade down, gliding down to my ankles and there subsiding in a forlorn pool. Her hands touched my bare bottom and I wilted.

This motion of defensiveness was ignored."You will learn the correct military capability, my pet. Make a hollow of your back so that the moonlight of your bottom is made the more prominent thereby. Do not arch your back in the override direction for it looks preposterous and is indeed naive."Her watchword were smooth enough but firm. Obeying hesitantly, I presented myself in the best mode."Have no veneration. I do not mean to scorch you,"came her voice.

I heard then a hiss as of the cane slicing through the air."THOOO !"I squealed, for light as the diagonal was, and total across my young orb, it stung me and I reared."Still now, Clara !"she barked. I gave a fiddling wailing sob and waited. Then my adjacent and longer wailing cry was uttered as this clock time I received another scorcher, though in Truth I know it to have been but a skimming movement of the cane at which she was so adept."NA-NAH-NAH !"I heard myself sob and worked my hips madly, endeavouring as one does to shake off the tongues of fire that were leaping through me. Even in the midst of my cry, however, a thirdly bit into me, and this time truly did for I leapt and clutched at my derriere, not caring about my posture nor indeed about obeisance. I was not however admonished for this nor did she try to still me but instead cast down the cane and drew me about so that I sagged against her and sobbed my protestation to the existence."Dear little one, it is but your first taster. Did I deal with you so harshly, my sweet minuscule dear ?"I blubbered only because the sentiment of it had proven perhaps worse than the act. Her hand stroked my hair, my face was pressed into her sweet-scented titty. Her words ran over me like softly drifting folio 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 more found 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 impression a niggling and she knew it, stroked my hair continually and kissed my nose and eyebrow."You come up well, darling-you lift it well. We call it presenting, you know, and I shall learn you a little more about that later. There now, let me soothe your courteous hot can. A niggling hot, is it not, but you can not say that I truly wounded you, can you ?"I shook my head, face hidden. It had stung me awfully, yet I could not depict it as a pain."Now, darling, the concluding military greeting. Your tongue, quickly,"she breathed. My face was lifted. I surrendered anew, but therewith her forefinger found the tight, ardent crevice of my bottom and rotated its tip around my pucker hole.

Feeling the strange sentiency of that touch I pressed myself into her involuntarily, which was what she desired for her digit followed and gently rubbed me there again all around the rubbery rim of my secrecy. Thus our belly and legs were tight together and I could not escape, intoxicated anew by the sugared whipping of her natural language. Curiously enough I felt then with her progressive caressing a flimsy moisture in my bottomhole and my articulatio genus sagged. Then, withdrawing her sassing from mine but keeping the tip of her finger ever pressed demandingly there, she smiled down at me."Oh yes, truly you are my favourite,"she whispered, and you have now had your first trials."

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