As Alyson got up to go over to where she was commanded, Lord Jacob took down from the wall the leather strap that Marcia was watching rather ominously all evening. He then walked over to his wife and handed it to her. By then, Alyson was in position. Lord Jacob walked over to the left side of the couch, and was now facing Alyson.
With the strap hanging out of her right hand, which was long enough to reach the floor, she commanded, "Pull down your panties to your knees, bend over the arm of the couch so that your bottom is the highest part of you, then pull your dress up to expose yourself."
Alyson complied rather quickly. The arm of the love seat was low and wide, so when she was over it, her feet could easily reached the ground, and her hands could also reach the arm on the other side. Once she was settled in, Lady Jennifer continued, "You are being punished for not saying mistress when you addressed me, which earns you ten from this strap. You are also being punished for bringing my character into question, which earns you and additional ten.
"Before I begin, I want to explain another rule, which is something that is never broken. It's once a woman is in position for her spanking, there is no going back. There is nothing she can say or do that will get her out of it. Her opportunity to leave this kingdom is before she submits to it. She can leave afterwards, but never during. No exceptions.
"If you give me a hard time with this, by blocking me, or moving in a way that prevents me from administering this spanking in the manner I chose, then my husband will hold you down, or tie you if necessary. Of course, additional spanks with this belt will be administered commiserate with your defiance.
"Your best course of action that will produce the least amount of trauma to you is to completely resign yourself to what's about to happen. Don't allow anything to cross your mind that would allow you to believe that there is anything you can do to stop this.
"Another important thing to help you deal with this is to not bottle anything up. I know you're very embarrassed by what you are doing in front of these girls that you barely know, but there is no way to retain any sense of dignity with what is about to happen, so don't try.
"And that's the real point to this. I can think of much more painful things to do to you, but delivering pain is not really what I am trying to do. What I want is to strip away your dignity in a way that there is absolutely no way of denying that it is happening.
"So the best way for you to deal with this is to just let it happen. Keep your feet on the floor, your hands above your head, and if you feel like screaming, let it out." With that statement she delivered her first swing of the strap, and it landed directly in the middle of her bottom.
Marcia could not see Alyson's face, but with the way her head jerked up, and the loud gasp that came from her, she knew it had to be one of extreme shock. Immediately following that, it looked liked she was planning to follow her mistress's advice, because she let loose with a blood-curdling scream.
Marcia watched what followed in an almost stunned state. Lady Jennifer set up a cadence of delivering a swing of the strap about every five seconds. The time between each swing appeared to be set so that Alyson would not have quite enough time to catch her breath from the previous one when the next one arrives.
She delivered most of the swats on Alyson's bottom, but a few were delivered to her upper thighs.
Marcia could not help but be awed by the way Alyson was handling this beating. Yes, she was screaming and bawling like a little child, her feet were rapidly kicking the floor, and her hands had a death grip on the arm of the couch opposite from what was getting all of the attention. Yet she was clearly accepting what was happening. In no way did she cry out for it to stop, nor did she do anything to impede Lady Jennifer's assault.
Just as it was ending, which seemed to take forever — but couldn't have been more than a few minutes — Marcia began to think that if the point of this beating was to strip her of her dignity, then Lady Jennifer failed. Marcia was not only in awe of Alyson, she greatly admired her for what she went through, and how she handled it.
Lady Jennifer tossed the strap to her husband, and then stepped next to Ally. In a kind and comforting way she said, "Come here, Ally." and held her arms out to her.
With a speed Marcia thought was not possible, and in a way that seemed almost desperate, Alyson got off the couch and flew in to her mistress's arms. This was made very difficult and awkward with her panties now around her ankles. As she settled into Lady Jennifer's embrace she was sobbing, "I'm so sorry Mistress. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. Please forgive me."
With her left arm embracing Alyson's body, and her right hand caressing her head, Lady Jennifer said as soothingly as possible, "There, there. Everything is going to be all right. Everything is going to be fine, and of course I forgive you." Lady Jennifer then held her in an embrace while Alyson caught here breath. Her head was buried in her shoulder, and it appeared that she was clinging desperately to her.
Marcia marveled at how alike they appeared to be. Not just physically, as they were both tall blonds, although Alyson had the deep tan. It was in emotion and temperament that they appeared to be the same. Between the physical and emotional similarities, and of course the way they were holding each other right now, Marcia could easily convince herself they were mother and daughter.
Once Alyson appeared to be breathing almost normally, Lady Jennifer used her right hand to tilt Alyson's face up towards her. What she said next was done in a way that only someone who felt a great deal of love could say. "I am so proud of you Ally. I am so very, very proud of you. You have no idea how grateful I am that you chose to stay with us, rather than accepting that utterly worthless money. The way you took your punishment proved everything that I was hoping about you. I am now more confident than ever that you will be an excellent addition to this kingdom, and most of all, I look forward to watching you blossom into the kind of woman that I am now sure you can be."
Marcia could see Alyson's face now, and it was absolutely beaming. When she spoke it was with a great deal of joy in her voice. "Thank you mistress. Thank you so much for trusting me. I promise I'll do everything in my power to live up to what you believe in me."
Lady Jennifer pulled back a little farther from Alyson, and said, "Let's get you put back together." She then kneeled down and grabbed Alyson's panties. "I know this is going to hurt some, but I need your panties back on for the next demonstrations."
After helping to gingerly slide them up, she continued. "I know you are not in much of a mood to sit, so go stand next to my husband. He'll help support you."
By this time, Lord Jacob had sat down on the arm of the couch next to Evellyn Robinson. He still had the strap in his right hand. Alyson took the short walk to Lord Jacob. As she neared, he reached out with his left arm in an inviting manner. She took the invitation and snuggled in close to him.
Lady Jennifer then turned to face the girls. "I know many of you girls are having a tough time understanding what is going on just now. You are probably asking yourself how it could be possible that Ally could receive such a painful spanking, yet react as if she was grateful it happened. I'm sure even Ally doesn't really understand, even though she was the one that went through it.
"I was going to tell you what I am about say later, as part of my last demonstration this evening, but I think this is a better time to do it.
"As we have said, we are experimenting with many things normally deemed wrong by society at large in order to gain a more through understand of what we should do to be the best people we can. Most of those experiments were quite successful… others not so much.
"When we initially dived into a lifestyle of domination and submission, we thought we needed to focus most of our attention on the dominant side in order to assure ourselves that they were not abusing their authority. Little did we know at the time that we needed to focus just as much attention to the submissive side as well… in fact more.
"As you saw with Ally, there are some powerful and equally seductive forces at work within submission. These forces were driving women to misbehave in order to receive the type of punishment you just witnessed. Even now I can't fully explain to you why this is so, but it is. My best explanation I can give you is that the more traumatic an experience is shared between two people, the tighter the binding force is, and that binding force is something you will learn to crave.
"We tried rationalizing it away, but that was a failure. So we decided to work with it instead. Our thoughts then turned to how to initiate such an event if the submissive wanted it. We already had the punishment that results from a woman flashing her panties. We thought that should be good enough at the time, but it wasn't. First of all, it only applies to what men see, so it was wrong to use as a signal to women. Secondly, we recognized that there is a big difference from the bottom warming a woman will get from that kind of spanking, and the kind that she may want from a more severe one.
"We needed something that guaranteed what you just saw that was short of a woman specifically asking for it. The signal had to be something she would do, yet at the same time plausibly deny that this is what she was asking for. That's why the women were misbehaving. They were too ashamed to specifically request it. What we eventually decided on turned out to be perfect signal, and that was to use masturbation.
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