The Palace of Pain and Pleasure – Part Six

Original Spanking Storiesby

Eleanor Powell

The Story So Far…

Cora is a guest at the Palace of Pain and Pleasure and in the few hours she has been there, she’s been spanked, caned, brought to a thrilling and exciting orgasm, and almost bitten off her assailant’s cock.

Now her new friend Bella had told her to get some sleep because in the morning they will have work to do.

Cora fell into an uneasy sleep wondering what Bella meant.

Now read on…

Cora was awakened in the morning by Morag gently shaking her.

‘Your breakfast is ready. Eat it while it’s hot,’ she fussed around Cora – helping her into her red satin dressing gown.

Cora found herself meekly doing as she was told.

She enjoyed her breakfast and Morag led her into the luxurious bathroom, where she ran water into the bath and added a handful of scented bath crystals – the aroma filled the bathroom.

Beckoning to Cora, she removed her nightclothes then helped her to step into the scented water and bade her to sit down.

When Cora reached for the soap, Morag shook her head. ‘No, Cora I must wash you.’ Cora was puzzled  as to why she was not permitted to wash her own body at the Palace of Pain and Pleasure.

Taking a large soft sponge, Morag washed Cora as if she was a baby. She used her bare hand to wash Cora’s pussy. Her long slim fingers inched their way into the by now throbbing cavity – yet again Cora felt the start of another orgasm. Then she was thrashing about in the water – in the throes of a never-ending orgasm.
When it was over Morag helped her out of the bath. She wrapped a big white fluffy towel around Cora and gently patted her dry.

Laid out on the bed was fresh new underwear – black satin pantaloons and a matching plunge bra. Pure silk black stockings and a black matching suspender belt were also visible.

The teal green dress that Morag put on her fitted so well it might have been made especially for her. To finish the ensemble, on her feet she had a pair of black patent six-inch high stiletto heel shoes.

Taking her by the arm, Morag led Cora to a full-length mirror. Cora gasped at the reflection – she felt a little bit cheap for all her finery.

Morag whispered to her, ‘Remember Cora, you have to please the clients.’

Still holding onto her arm, she led Cora out of the bedroom, along a narrow passage, through a leather padded door and giving Cora a gentle push into another luxurious bedroom, she closed the door, leaving poor Cora unsure of what to do next.

To be continued…

The Palace of Pain and Pleasure – Part Five

Original Spanking Storiesby

Eleanor Powell

The Story So Far…

Poor Cora couldn’t understand where she was and what she was doing there.

Bella had made her acquaintance – and had started to fill Cora in with what was going on at the Palace of Pain and Pleasure but she hadn’t got very far when two masked men had run in and each put a girl over his knee and started to spank her.

Ten minutes and many spanks later the spanking came to an end.

What is going to happen next?

Now read on…

The masked man who had been spanking Cora pushed her off his knee; she landed on all fours on the luxurious carpet. When she attempted to scramble to her feet, he put his size 10 shoe in the small of her back, so preventing her from getting up.

She felt him moving above her. Twisting her neck round, she saw him opening his fly and releasing his throbbing rampant cock from the confines of his trousers.

Pushing his cock into her face, he said, ‘suck it, wench.’ He had grabbed hold of a hank of her hair and pulled her head back – the pain causing her mouth to open in a scream – he took advantage of this and rammed his cock down her throat until she gagged on it.

He kept his hand on her head – pushing downwards, so her mouth was full of him.

For a moment he released his grip on her – this gave her the advantage and she closed her teeth around his cock – the metallic taste of his blood nauseated her.
He let out a scream and fell back clutching at his deflated cock. He sat there rocking himself backwards and forwards sobbing in agony.

Cora got to her feet and ran toward the open door.

But she fell full-length face down on the soft carpet – she was winded. Bella’s assailant who was closer to the door had stuck out his foot and tripped her.

Poor Cora, as she lay there gulping in air, her victim had recovered and was after revenge.

He sat on her squirming body – facing her bottom. She felt something sharp digging into her sore bottom – it felt like a million pinpricks – she screamed shrilly.

Then it was pandemonium.

Two men rushed into the room – they took in the scene at a glance. The man who was sitting on her was lifted off her and while one of the men led him out of the room, the other man lifted Cora and laid her gently face down on the bed. He blew a whistle and a young girl nervously came into the room.

‘Attend to her, Morag,’ he gently stroked her face.

‘Yes sir,’ she dropped to her knees at the side of the bed.

‘Cora,’ she whispered. ‘I’m just going to get something to clean you up.’

Cora gasped, she realised it was her escort from when she had first arrived at the Palace of Pain and Pleasure.

‘Thank you,’ she said gratefully.

Morag returned carrying a bowl of steaming water. Although she was very gentle, the water to which had been added some antiseptic brought tears to Cora’s eyes.

‘Sorry Cora,’ she said soothingly. ‘I had to wipe away the blood, now I’ll just apply some ointment and you’ll feel much better.’

She was right – Cora did feel much better.
‘Let me help you get into your nightclothes.’ Morag was fussing around.

Meanwhile, Bella had watched the whole thing and the terror was clearly shown on her face.

The man who had been spanking her had run out of the room as soon as the other man had been forcibly removed.

Now the two girls were sitting side by side on the bed. Dunking chunks of bread into a bowl of hot soup.

‘I’m so sorry about that Cora,’ Bella kissed Cora on her cheek. ‘We must get some sleep – tomorrow we will have work to do.’

What could she mean?

To be continue…

The Palace of Pain and Pleasure – Part Four

Original Spanking Storiesby

Eleanor Powell

The Story So Far…

She had received a severe caning – her bottom was on fire – then she was brought to a wonderful orgasm – the pleasure went on and on for several minutes. She had had a sample of what the Palace of Pain and Pleasure had to offer.

Now she had been left alone.

Had she dreamed it all?

Now read on…

Cora struggled to her feet – still feeling rather unsteady.

As she looked around her, the subdued lighting threw shadows into the corners of the room. Her bare feet sunk into the soft pile of the rose-coloured carpet. There was the smell of jasmine from a smouldering incense stick on the beautiful dressing table.

As she moved there was a rustling sound – looking down at herself she saw she was dressed in a dark green taffeta dress – she looked at her reflection in the dressing table mirror – the green of the gown she was wearing matched her eyes exactly – in contrast her red gold ringlets cascaded over her bare shoulders – in that moment she realised that she was beautiful.

She was overwhelmed by her luxurious surroundings, as well as being puzzled. How did she get into this room? The last thing she remembered was the rat and cockroach infested room – with the bare walls and cold stone floor.

There was a gentle tapping on the door. She crossed the room and opened it. A girl of about her own age was standing there. But Cora gave a gasp – the raven-haired girl was dressed identically to herself, except her taffeta dress was bright red.
The other girl put a hand on her arm and whispered, ‘Can I come in?’

Cora smiled and opened the door wider.

‘Thank you, I’m Bella,’ the girl walked into Cora’s room and sat down on the dressing table stool. She stifled a scream and taking a pillow from the bed, she placed it on the dressing table stool and sat down again.

While this was going on, Cora was silent.

Bella broke the silence. ‘My Master sent me here, who sent you?’

‘My Master, Percy of Harmonington.’

The two girls embraced each other. ‘How long have you been here Bella?’

‘Three weeks.’

‘What are we doing here?’ She shivered.

‘We are the playthings of rich men who pay for us to please them.’

‘D-do you mean we are prostitutes?’

‘Oh no,’ said Bella, they give us fancy names like Hostesses.’

Cora suddenly felt apprehensive, but she tried to hide it from Bella.

‘Can’t we escape?’

‘No they are watching us all the time. All the rooms are wired up for CCTV.’

‘You mean they’re watching us now?’

‘Yes, but as far as I know, there is no sound.’

Cora shivered again.

‘What do we have to …….’

She was interrupted by another door crashing open and two masked men came into the room, brandishing canes and whips.

The taller man went to Bella. She squealed in fright. ‘What have you been telling her Little Miss Blabbermouth?’ Poor Bella, the colour had drained from her face, she looked terrified.

She didn’t get a chance to reply. She was still sitting on the dressing table stool – she was yanked to her feet and her assailant sat down on the stool, pulling her over his knee – in one fluid movement.

Her voluminous gown was pulled up and pushed roughly up her back. Her bottom was bare – with the signs of a very recent spanking.

Cora watched in horror as poor Bella received another spanking.

The other man came up to her. ‘What has she told you?’ he asked her.

‘N-nothing,’ she stammered.

‘Don’t lie to me girl,’ he shook her arm. ‘Or maybe you want the same as she’s getting?’

Without waiting for a reply, he sat down on the side of the bed and pulled her over his knee. When he lifted her skirt she was wearing silk pantaloons – which he unceremoniously pulled down to her ankles.

For the next ten minutes there was the sounds of hands making contact with bare bottoms.

What is going to happen next?

To be continued…

The Palace of Pain and Pleasure – Part Three

Original Spanking Storiesby

Eleanor Powell

The Story So Far

Cora has been shown her room at the Palace of Pain and Pleasure. Gone was the luxury of thick piled carpets and crystal chandeliers.

When she wasn’t quick enough to respond to a question – she had been bent over the rough wooden table, her long full skirt had been pushed up her back and her red pantaloons pulled down. A harsh strapping was applied to her bare bottom. After that first strapping she pleaded that she couldn’t take any more.

She heard a strange whirring sound – she swiveled her head round, trying to see what was the source of the noise – what she saw shocked her and filled her with dread.

Now read on…

In the poorly lit room, shadows danced about, sometimes closing in on her and then receding.

The whirring came from a strange looking contraption attached to the ceiling. It was a fan – its three wide blades were rotating hence the noise she could hear. However, attached to each blade was a thin, whippy cane.

As if that wasn’t frightening enough – the whole contraption was lowered to within a couple of feet above her. The whirring sound became quicker and louder and a cane attached to the blade made contact with her quivering bottom – thwack. Before she could draw breath to scream – the cane attached to the next blade had struck downwards – again sending her poor bottom into a frenzy of activity – gyrating and quivering.

The next cane came so quickly after the previous that all her senses were centred on the pain in her bottom. Her screams mingled with the whirring sound became a deafening roaring in her ears and she felt dizzy.

She must have passed out, because the whirring noise had stopped and she found herself lying face down on the bed.

There was movement around her. Gentle hands were rubbing something cool and soothing into her tortured bottom. It felt so good. The hand stroked her bottom in circles – starting from the centre of her quivering cheek, becoming an ever-widening circle, slim fingers touching her wet pussy then moving away again. This was repeated several times – but to her own surprise she felt a yearning, her engorged clit was throbbing – she wanted more.

Now the finger didn’t pull away but entered her love passage and began to finger fuck her. She heard a voice saying, ‘Don’t stop, please don’t stop,’ and she realised she had spoken aloud.

However, the finger did withdraw and she felt distinct disappointment.

Then there was a whirring sound again. She opened her mouth to scream – a hand clamped over it – a hand smelling of some scented lotion. A soft voice hushed her like a baby – telling her not to be afraid.

The lips of her pussy were parted and she felt something cool and metallic enter her tight pussy – stretching the walls – it was withdrawn then plunged back into her aching pussy. In out, in out until involuntarily she realised she was raising her bottom to help it go ever deeper inside her.

It was so deep inside her, her vaginal muscles held it in place.

Then without warning she felt the waves of an orgasm building up inside her.

When the flogger fronds struck her bottom, curling round her hips – she felt a mini explosion inside her and she climaxed, wave after wave for what seemed like ages – when her orgasm finally stopped she felt exhausted.

The vibrator was withdrawn from her and a kiss was planted on each burning bottom cheek.

Now she was left alone.

Apart from her stinging bottom and still throbbing clit – it didn’t feel real – had she dreamt it all?

To be continued…

The Palace of Pain and Pleasure – Part Two

Original Spanking Storiesby

Eleanor Powell

The Story So Far…

Cora had arrived at the Palace of Pain and Pleasure – as she looked around her she felt overwhelmed by the sumptuous luxury of it all. It must have cost her Master – Percy of Harmonington a pretty penny – but she knew he had plenty of it. And that was why he sent her to the Palace of Pain and Pleasure – he had said it was to broaden her experiences.

She was escorted through the house, still marveling at the richness around her.

However, everything changed once she was led through the leather-padded door.

Gone was the thick-pile carpeting and crystal chandeliers – now the coldness froze her to the marrow. And when she was roughly pushed into a room – she looked around her in horror.

Now read on…

The room she was pushed into – if it could be called a room – a cell or a cage might have been a better description.

The walls were crumbling bricks covered in a dingy grey flaking paint.

The floor was cement – full of dirty cracks. In the dim light that emanated from the single light bulb that was hanging from the ceiling – she caught sight of a cockroach scurrying across the floor and under the rickety looking bed in the far corner.

In the centre of the room was a wooden table and a high three legged bar stool.

Up to that point, her escort had not spoken a word. Cora couldn’t make up her mind if the slim person, dressed all in black was male or female.

But now her escort spoke to her in a high pitched voice. ‘Your master has given us his orders, from now on you do whatever you’re told without question, do you understand?’

‘I-I-I don’t …… ‘ she began.

‘Without question,’ she suddenly found herself being pushed face down over the rough wooden table. Her voluminous skirts were pulled up and her red lacy pantaloons were pulled down to her knees.

She felt the coolness of the air on her bare bottom – but not for long. A leather strap struck her left cheek – cutting into the soft flesh and she cried out in surprise and shock, as the searing pain seemed to vibrate through the whole of her bottom.

When the strap descended again, it struck her right cheek, sending waves of agony through her whole body.

The strap found its mark another ten times, alternating between her left and right cheek – by which time she was sobbing helplessly.

She was pulled roughly to her feet and her escort spoke again, asking her if she understood, that she would do whatever she was told without question.

‘Yes, yes, I understand,’ she whispered.

‘I can’t hear you,’ and she found herself once again lying face down over the table.

‘Please, please no more,’ she pleaded.

‘Shut up.’

From behind her she heard a whirring sound. She strained her neck to be able to look behind her.

What she saw shocked her.

What has she seen?

To be continued…

Spanking Interview II – A Spanking Movie Review

by

Eleanor Powell

Studio: California Star Productions

Approximate Running Time: 30.53 minutes

Two friends have applied together to be trained how to become movie stars. Spanking Interview II shows just want these beauties have to do in order to appear in the movies.

The talent recruiter is constantly on the lookout for girls who are willing to take a good spanking on camera and now here are these two hopefuls offering themselves to him on a plate.

He persuades the two girls to give it a try for spanking interview II

The dark haired girl is the dominant one and her blonde friend keeps looking to her for encouragement because she’s not too sure about the whole thing.

He quickly persuades them to undress in order to have a look at their figures. Before the two friends realise it, they are bent over the desk, knickers down to their ankles – having their bottoms well and truly spanked, paddled, and caned.

The two friends are lying over the desk side by side during spanking interview II

After the two girls begin crying out, the recruiter keeps telling them that the spanking doesn’t really hurt and implies that they are crybabies. So how can they be wimpy enough to contradict him, especially after Sue, his secretary, joins in spanking them? She even holds them down at times!

The two friends leave together, wincing as they walk because of the fire in their ass cheeks.

In the next scene, an accomplice of the man comes into the office with another star-struck young lady.

The next girl is also spanked and caned during the spanking interview II

She too is manhandled by the two men and, despite her protests, she is subjected to a long and painful spanking and caning session.

Another young lady gets more than she bargained for during her spanking interview II

When she finally is allowed to dress and leave, all thoughts of being a movie star are gone.

Punishment Day – A Spanking Movie Review

by
Eleanor Powell
Studio: Raven Hill Studios
Approximate Running Time: 25.43 minutes

Mandy, a beautiful brunette, is chatting with Kristen, a petite, young blond, while they are peeling potatoes. Kristen has heard something about punishment day from the other women in their cult, but she is still full of questions. She shyly asks Mandy for some answers.

Mandy tells Kristen about punishment day

As Mandy has been a member of the cult for some time, she is able to assure Kristen that whatever happens is for her own personal development. However, the younger blonde girl is still not fully satisfied and she wants to know exactly what happens.

So, Mandy patiently tells her about the ritual spankings that are administered by Adrian. Now Kristen’s curiosity is really thirsting to know more.

The information that  Mandy tells her leaves poor Kristen feeling apprehensive. Mandy explains Adrian’s philosophy and why he uses spanking for personal growth. Mandy concludes by telling Kristen that punishment day is sprung upon the cult member without warning. Yet, she’s not to worry about it, because it is for her own good and she will eventually enjoy it and look forward to the next punishment day.

That evening, the two girls are preparing for bed. As they get into the big double bed, Mandy tells Kristen that tomorrow is going to be a very special day.

The sun is peeking through the curtains when Mandy wakes Kristen and gleefully tells her that it is punishment day.

The two girls put on their punishment robes and present themselves to Adrian in his office.

However, he decides to let Mandy spank Kristen for a start. Mandy’s hand is firm and strong as she spanks her friend’s slim and shapely bottom. Poor Kristen is soon whimpering and begging for the spanking to stop. But Mandy will only stop if Adrian tells her to.

Mandy is the first to spank Kristen on punishment day

Kristen’s bottom is a deep rosy red by the time Adrian signals to Mandy to stop.

Now he takes over, bringing the colour back to her butt cheeks of the young blonde girl.

Adrian takes over spanking Kristen on punishment day

Again, the choice of when to stop spanking Kristen is entirely his. Telling her to go and stand and watch Mandy receiving her spanking. Then the fair-haired girl covers her ears so that she can’t hear the cries of pain or is ecstasy coming from her friend’s mouth.

Both girls are spanked by Adrian with a leather paddle. They kneel on a table and reach out in order to hold onto an elephant – that’s part of the punishment day ritual.

It's Mandy's turn to be spanked on punishment day

Adrian and the two girls are all very happy, each knowing what has happened and why.

The two girls go back to their daily chores, feeling in tune with the cult’s guidelines and appropriately suited to living within it.

The elephant is a very important part of the punishment day ritual

Lily-Kade – A Spanking Movie Review

by
Eleanor Powell
Studio: Clare Fonda Productions
Starring: ,
Approximate Running Time: 23.57 minutes

Lily is sitting on the couch and her boyfriend Kade is kneeling at her feet, begging her to marry him. She agrees immediately and he is over the moon and ready to do anything for her. In Lily-Kade, another knockout femdom spanking film from Clare Fonda Productions, we have the pleasure of watching a relationship’s dynamic suddenly shift.

Kade proposes marriage to Lily - are they going to be a couple known as Lily Kade?

Although Lily said yes without hesitation, her sharp mind immediately kicks in and she has a question. She wants to know when she is going to get her engagement ring. He tells her as soon as he can afford to buy her one. When pressed, he said it might take about 6 months before he can buy a ring for Lily.

However, Lily is worried about what her mother will think of him. Her mother has brought up her daughter to want and need a man who can be a bitch. And with this thought in mind – she has over the years kept her own husband in his place by giving him regular spankings. Like mother, like daughter-Lily Anna will expect her husband to accept similar treatment.

This shocks and surprises Kade for all of a minute. Then he agrees wholeheartedly.

He is being well spanked - that is the future for Lily Kade.

So Lily slaps his face a few times and as he doesn’t flinch, she gets bolder and suggests she spanks him. Willingly, he drapes himself over her knee.

While she is spanking his bottom, her mind is again working overtime. What wonderful fun they were going to have each evening with her spanking him and he enjoying it and begging her for more. As she gets more and more excited, she starts talking about hiring him out to other women who would pay to spank him. That way he’d soon have enough money to buy her a ring. He gets caught up in her plans and the thought excites him too.

After she has spanked him while he is fully dressed, she orders him to thank her by kissing her feet and begging her to spank him again. So he ends up over her knee, being spanked while he’s in the nude this time.

Lily Kade in their new relationship

They are both so happy and excited at the direction their relationship is going in.

This is Lily Kade with him grovelling at her feet

Minnie the Jinx – A Spanking Movie Review

by
Eleanor Powell
Studio: Moonglow
Starring:  as Minnie,  as Sarah Robinson
Approximate Running Time: 42.14 minutes

Minnie is a waitress at a Gentleman’s Club in London, but she is nicknamed Minnie the Jinx.

One of the visitors to the club is Herr Hans Hoff from Dusseldorf. He is on an exchange visit from the Department of Trade and he is complaining to Sir Gary about a certain waitress that has no idea about how to serve meals or drinks.

Sir Gary wants to know more regarding this complaint so he offers Herr Hoff a drink while they discuss it.

Minnie the Jinx takes a sip from each glass - she has to be sure it's ok

Minnie is the waitress who brings the drinks. While serving Herr Hoff, she trips and his glass of wine lands in his lap. She’s full of apologies as she attempts to mop up the spilled drink, but Herr Hoff is disgusted and excuses himself while he goes to have a change of clothes.

Sir Gary, having witnessed her carelessness for himself, quizzes Minnie about her credentials. It turns out that she got the job by telling a few white lies on her application form.

He marches her off to see Sarah Robinson, the Personnel Officer. She cannot produce Minnie’s references when asked for them.

Sir Gary is in a bad position – he’s embarrassed that he has such a clumsy, rude, and loud-mouthed girl on his staff.

He’s all for sacking Minnie, but Sarah Robinson suggests punishing her instead. Sir Gary agrees.

Sir Gary starts spanking Minnie the Jinx

Herr Hans Hoff is a disciplinarian and carries a suitcase full of punishment implements around with him. He willingly lends the suitcase to Sir Gary when he is told the contents of the suitcase are to be used on Minnie the Jinx.

Poor Minnie finds herself leaning over Miss Robinson’s desk, with her skirt up and panties down, receiving a cane on her poor, previously-unmarked bottom.

Minnie the Jimx has a very sore bottom

Miss Robinson holds Minnie’s hands so that she can’t rub her bottom while  the caning continues. Then Miss Robinson pleads for leniency on Minnie’s behalf.

After Minnie has been well and truly caned, with her bottom red and bruised, she is promises to be a good girl in future. Then Sir Gary asks Miss Robinson if he can see the wages book. However, it doesn’t exist. Now he knows there is a scam going on.

The only way he knows is to straighten out this mess by giving Miss Robinson the tawse on her creamy, bare ass.

Now it's Miss Robinson's turn to have a sore bottom

Both Minnie the Jinx and Miss Sarah Robinson have very sore bottoms by the end of the video. However, they will be allowed to keep their jobs, but woe betide them if they mess up again.

The Cane, The G-Spot, and The Orgasm – A Spanking Movie Review

by

Eleanor Powell

Studio: Cum Again UK

Starring:

Approximate Running Time: 23.12 minutes

Allison, a mature, curvy woman in her forties, had a fantasy and jumped at the chance when she got the opportunity to make it a reality.
Cum Again UK just happened to be looking for someone like herself – they had a theory regarding the possible erotic connection between the cane, the G-spot, and the orgasm.

At the studio it was a one to one scenario – with just the camera recording what was happening.

A gentle hand spanking to start - the cane, the g-spot and the orgasm

She was shackled with leather straps across her back and just below her knees, and she wore only black lacy briefs, black hold-up stockings, and black, fishnet, fingerless gloves.

The man who was going to be Allison’s spanking top explained how he expected the session to pan out.

He started out using a light leather strap and she did a bit of protesting, which only caused him to tease her. He wanted to use the cane on Allison, but despite the strap being applied to her ample bottom, it didn’t go red. And he pointed out to her that he couldn’t cane a white bottom.

When the top changed from the strap to a paddle, he was then able to produce a healthy-looking glow to her cheeks. Then he decided Allison was ready for the cane.

It was now beginning to happen - the cane, the  g-spot and the orgasm

He had an assortment of canes, but Allison didn’t know the effects of one from the other, so she suggested he make the choice.

The modus operandi became: the cane would be applied to her bottom lightly, then he would use his finger to stimulate her clitoris and g-spot in order to give Allison an orgasm.

He gives her a helping finger - the cane, the g-spot and the orgasm

This was repeated over and over again – with her having multiple orgasms. She had so many orgasms she lost count.

After half an hour of this stimulation, Allison was exhausted and the crotch of her briefs became saturated with her juices.

He left her still strapped to the chair for ten minutes so she could think hard about what had just happened.

The conclusion was that there is a very definite connection between the cane, the G-spot and the orgasm.