Hazel kicked her legs constantly, shouting and sobbing throughout. Jenny’s breathing quickened as she watched Hazel’s bottom carefully and could see that when Hazel clenched her buttocks her squeals were much higher pitched, but her shouting and crying was non-stop.
Jenny was grateful when Charles stopped and rubbed Hazel’s bottom gently. Although she was turned on by the sight of Hazel’s reddened bottom, her lover’s loud sobbing was spoiling her enjoyment. She quickly removed her hands from her pants and thought now would be a good time to leave. She backed slowly down the hallway towards the kitchen, keen to get back to the bedroom and finish her masturbation in private. Hopefully Hazel would join her soon and she could comfort her. She guessed it was too much to hope that Charles would leave the ginger inside Hazel’s bottom. That could be fun.
As she reached the kitchen she turned to go back to the cottage and wait for Hazel, where she could console her and hopefully make love before helping her with the housework. Charles’ voice stopped her dead in her tracks. “Jenny, come in here please.”
Jenny stood still, wondering if she dared to run back to the cottage and pretend she’d been there all along. “Jenny, I know you’re there. I saw you watching us. You’ll be sorry if I have to come and get you.”
Jenny slowly headed towards the living room, thinking she’d be sorry whether she went there voluntarily or not. He was obviously going to punish her either way. She just hoped he didn’t plan on putting anything into her bottom. She’d felt slightly uncomfortable when Hazel did that to her. She couldn’t imagine how awful it would be for Charles to do it.
Jenny entered the living room and saw Hazel still across Charles’ knee, the offending object still poking out of her bottom. Charles gave her a gentle smack. “Hazel, go and stand in the corner.” Hazel rose immediately and walked awkwardly to the corner. She was blushing and didn’t seem able to look at Jenny.
“Come here Jenny. Bare your bottom and get across my knee now.” Jenny walked over to him and lowered her pyjama bottoms, quickly putting herself across his knee. She’d left her panties on and hoped he wouldn’t object. As least they would prevent him from putting anything inside her bottom. As he wrapped his arm around her waist, she breathed a sigh of relief. His hand landed hard on her thigh and she squealed. Another smack landed on her other thigh and she struggled to break free.
“Jenny, I said get your bottom bare. You know I always smack on the bare so I can only assume you wish for me to smack your legs. I don’t have a problem with that, but if you’d like to change your mind and bare your bottom I can always stop.” Jenny squealed and kicked her legs as Charles continued his spanking down one thigh. As he reached the back of her knee she cried out in agony “please stop Sir, I’ll be good”.
Jenny panicked when Charles didn’t stop and instead spanked all the way down her other thigh. As he reached the back of her knee she kicked her legs hard. “Please Sir. I’ll be good. Please stop and I’ll take my panties down.” Charles let go of her and she quickly rose, tugging her panties down. As she tried to go back across his knee Charles stopped her and pulled her panties and pyjama bottoms all the way down to her ankles before taking her back into position, pulling her forward so her feet were off the floor. Jenny blushed as her clothes dropped to the floor, leaving her naked from the waist down.
“Jenny, spread your legs,” Charles said, reaching forward. Jenny looked to the table, expecting him to pick the hairbrush up. She was shocked to see him pick a strange object up that she could only assume was ginger – the same as was currently lodged in Hazel’s bottom. “Sir, what’s that?” she shrieked.
“It’s a piece of ginger root. There’s one in Hazel’s bottom and this one is about to go in here,” he said, pressing it against her bottom hole. Jenny squirmed uncomfortably. “Please Sir, don’t.’ She couldn’t imagine how it might feel and after seeing Hazel’s reaction she certainly didn’t want to find out. “Please Sir, I promise I’ll behave better.” She hoped a heartfelt plea might help, but it didn’t sway Charles at all as he gripped her buttock and pulled it firmly, pressing the ginger against her exposed bottom hole.
Jenny tried to relax but found it impossible. She was embarrassed. She’d just witnessed how much fuss Hazel had made. She couldn’t let Charles put something inside her bottom. It was too humiliating. She kicked her legs and screamed. “No, I won’t let you. I’m sorry but I can’t Sir.”
Charles spoke calmly as he held Jenny across his lap. “Hazel, please come here. It seems Jenny’s going to be a naughty girl today.”
Jenny buried her face in her hands. She felt Hazel’s soft hands on her buttocks and relaxed as Hazel gently rubbed, before roughly pulling her cheeks apart. Jenny gasped. She knew Charles and Hazel could clearly see her bottom hole and she tried to wriggle free. She squealed loudly when a sharp smack stung her bottom hole and she lay in shock, hardly able to comprehend Charles had smacked her there and how much it stung. When Hazel again spread her buttocks, she was even more apprehensive. “Please don’t smack me again Sir. I’m sorry. I’ll try to hold still.”
Charles patted her bottom gently. “Good girl.” She felt very vulnerable as she waited, buttocks spread, but she couldn’t help kicking her legs and squirming as the hard ginger was again pressed against her tight opening. She squealed as Charles encouraged Hazel to hold her buttocks crudely wide apart as he smacked her bottom hole several times. The sting was intense and Jenny howled in agony. She whimpered as Charles pushed a finger into her stinging bottom hole and she blushed as he thrust his finger in and out several times before removing it. She immediately felt something hard being roughly forced in. She screwed her eyes tightly shut and balled her fists as Charles started to push the ginger into her bottom.
His hand was soon stroking her gently again. “Try to relax Jenny. Take a deep breath. Good girl.” Jenny loved it when Charles talked to her so soothingly and she relaxed momentarily, before the ginger was forced the rest of the way in.
Jenny squirmed as the ginger plugged her uncomfortably and after a few seconds she felt a sting building up inside. Quickly the sting turned into a burn and she struggled more frantically. “Take it out Sir, please. It hurts.”
“Go back to the corner Hazel. Thank you for your help. Yes Jenny, it does hurt, it’s part of your punishment. Now hold still and let’s get this over with. The sooner I finish spanking you, the sooner you can clean the cottage. Apparently the insertion of ginger into a naughty girl’s bottom makes a spanking even more painful. Hazel has just proved that to be true. Let’s see if you feel the same.”
Charles started to spank Jenny hard and she couldn’t hold still. Normally she could grit her teeth and tolerate a hand spanking without making too much fuss, but this was unbearable. The ginger was burning her inside and the spanking was hard and hurt a lot. If she tried to relax so the ginger didn’t burn so much, the spanking seemed to sting even more. She was torn between clenching her buttocks and relaxing. She alternated between the two, her legs kicking constantly as she struggled to cope with her ordeal. She was relieved when Charles stopped spanking, but distraught that the ginger still burned.
“Sir, I’ll be a good girl now. Please take it out. I’ve learned my lesson.”
“I’m sorry Jenny. You’ve a paddling to come yet.”
Jenny remembered Hazel’s paddling and held her breath. She didn’t think she could take anymore and as the paddle cracked down she squirmed, whimpered and kicked her legs. Now she knew how Hazel felt while being spanked. Jenny had always been the braver one and couldn’t believe how much fuss Hazel made. Right now she felt utterly humiliated. She would never tease Hazel again for being a baby. She was in absolute agony and didn’t mind showing it.
When Charles finally stopped and put the paddle down, Jenny was inconsolable. “Please Sir, take it out. I beg you,” she sobbed.
Charles helped Jenny up and held her at arm’s length. “I’m sorry Jenny but not yet. I’m going to take you both to the c
ottage and you’re going to clean it thoroughly. Once that’s finished I’ll take the ginger out, but not until then.”
Jenny pulled a face as she rubbed her bottom. “Sir, I can’t bear it. It hurts and it’s so embarrassing.”
“The quicker you get the house clean, the sooner I’ll take it out. If either of you dares to remove it you’ll find out what a humiliating punishment really is. Do you understand?”
Jenny nodded miserably as Hazel turned from the corner and nodded too. Hazel quickly pulled her clothes back into place as Jenny blushingly retrieved her panties and pyjama bottoms from the floor and stepped into them, cringing as she pulled her panties over her bottom and felt them tighten over the ginger root wedged firmly in her anus. Both girls scowled as he told them to remove their pyjama bottoms and panties and leave them on the kitchen table. They reluctantly complied.
Charles took them to the cottage and instructed them on what needed doing, before sitting down to read his paper. Jenny sighed. She didn’t want him watching over them.
As they moved around the cottage, tidying and cleaning everything in sight, Hazel and Jenny glanced at each other. Jenny could see Hazel was as miserable as she was. She couldn’t believe that Charles had ordered them to remove their pyjama bottoms and panties and they were forced to do the cleaning half naked. The sight of Hazel’s bare bottom normally turned her on, especially when she’d been soundly spanked, but the sight of the ginger poking out of her bottom just made Jenny think about her own pain that she was desperately trying to ignore. As hard as she tried to ignore it, she was constantly aware of the ginger inside her bottom and she felt thoroughly humiliated.
Jenny went into the bathroom and glanced round to make sure Charles hadn’t followed her. She reached around to try and take the ginger out. It was awkward and she couldn’t reach. If she could only get a few minutes’ relief, she could put it back in and continue. “Jenny, what do you think you’re doing?”
Jenny turned to see Charles standing in the doorway. “I’m sorry Sir. It hurts so much. I was only going to take it out for a minute to ease the constant burn.”
Charles looked at her sternly as he sat on the closed toilet. “OK Jenny, come here, I’ll give you a minute’s relief.”
Jenny walked reluctantly towards him. She hoped he wasn’t going to spank her. When he took her across his knee she prepared herself for the sting of his hand, but was pleasantly surprised when he removed the ginger. She lay across his lap, expecting the sting to magically disappear, but it didn’t. She squirmed in discomfort and whined “Sir, it still hurts”.
“Yes Jenny, apparently it takes a while for the sting to go away after removal. If you try to take it out again I’ll give you six of the best, insert the biggest piece of ginger I can find and give you another six with the cane. I’ll then take you down to the schoolroom where you can sit bare bottomed, ginger still in place, and write a 1,000 word essay on the effects of figging. I’ll then take you upstairs and give you an even more humiliating punishment than the one you’re currently experiencing. How would you like that?”
Jenny guessed it was a rhetorical question and lay in silence. She couldn’t imagine anything more humiliating than what he was currently putting her through and guessed he was just trying to frighten her into behaving. She was almost grateful when Charles parted her bottom cheeks and pushed the ginger back into place. Its removal had given her no relief from the sting, but it did feel nice for it to be out, even for just a short while. She wasn’t surprised when she felt a sharp smack to each thigh, after which she obediently got up and continued to help Hazel. No way did she want the punishment he’d just proposed.
A little while later, Hazel and Jenny stood in front of Charles and waited until he looked up from his paper.
“We’re finished,” said Jenny, “and we’re really sorry that we let the house get into such a mess. We promise we’ll take more care of it in future Sir.”
“Yes Sir, we really appreciate your very generous gift and it was the initial excitement of having a place of our own that made us forget our responsibilities. We promise this won’t happen again Sir,” added Hazel.
Charles got up and looked around. Finally he sat back down. At least he looked less angry, thought Jenny.
“OK, you’ve done a good job, but I don’t expect to have to remind you in future. Jenny, in the corner, hands on your head. Hazel, get over my knee.”
Hazel quickly went across Charles’ knee as Jenny slowly walked to the corner, glancing back to watch Charles remove the large piece of ginger from her bottom. Jenny was distressed when he raised his hand to spank Hazel, knowing she’d be getting the same soon. Jenny listened nervously to Hazel sobbing loudly as Charles’ hand cracked hard and fast against her bottom.
Tears rolled down Jenny’s cheeks as she focused on the burning in her own bottom and on Hazel’s howls of pain. Although it didn’t burn as much now, it was still uncomfortable and she knew she had another spanking to endure.
Eventually Hazel’s spanking stopped. “Hazel, go and get your clothes. Jenny, let’s get this over with.” Jenny nodded as she walked towards Charles. She was shocked to see the door of the cottage wide open, especially as Charles’ gardener was now outside. “Sir, can I just close the door please. Harry’s outside.”
Charles looked up. “No, Harry’s seen you spanked before.” Charles took her hand and guided her across his lap. She blushed as she knew that if Harry was looking he could not only see her bare bottom but would also be able to see the ginger poking out. She was devastated when instead of removing the ginger, Charles started to spank her hard. She guessed he was making sure that if Harry hadn’t seen, he would certainly look now.
Jenny resolved to be brave, but after a few smacks she started to cry. Soon her legs were kicking as she howled and squirmed in desperation. She was really sobbing by the time Charles finished and as he parted her bottom cheeks she sobbed harder. She breathed a sigh of relief as he removed the ginger, but chose to stay across his lap and cry instead of getting up. He gently rubbed her back until she was calm, before helping her to her feet and hugging her. She noticed Hazel was back and dressed, but couldn’t see her own clothes.
“Hazel, did you not bring my clothes?”
Hazel scowled. “No. If I have to walk through the garden letting Harry see my bare bum, you can too. The old bastard even smacked me as I walked past.”
“Go and get your clothes Jenny, but leave the door open. Hazel, I will not tolerate that language. Get your hairbrush and get across my knee now. I have a good mind to put the ginger back in.”
Despite Jenny’s pain and humiliation, the fact that Hazel was about to get punished in front of Harry made her feel a little better. She was keen to see this and ran out into the garden, past Harry and into the house, grabbed her clothes and ran back out, dressing herself in the garden. She watched with glee as Hazel kicked her legs and howled in pain as Charles repeatedly cracked the hairbrush down on her bare bottom.
Jenny was totally unprepared for what happened next as she felt strong hands gripping the top of her arms. She looked at Harry, who sat down on a low wall outside the cottage before grabbing Jenny firmly by the wrist and tipping her across his lap. “Harry, no.” Jenny struggled to get up but he was holding her firmly.
“Jenny, it’s very unkind to laugh at another’s misfortune. I’m sure Charles wouldn’t approve. I saw you getting spanked just before Hazel and you looked just as silly, in fact you looked even sillier with a big piece of ginger poking out of your bottom.” Jenny’s cheeks burned as she realised he had noticed the ginger and knew exactly what it was.
“I understand it’s a very effective punishment. Does it still hurt?”
“I’m sorry I laughed at Hazel. Please let me up,” wailed Jenny, deliberately ignoring his question.
“Does it still hurt?” Harry asked again, smacking her bottom sharply.
“Ouch. Yes, it still stings. Please let me up Harry. If Charles catches y
ou spanking me, he’ll spank me again. Please.” Jenny was desperate not to be spanked again and she squirmed uncomfortably.
Startled by Hazel’s loud cries, Jenny looked towards the cottage where Hazel was kicking and crying for all she was worth as Charles relentlessly cracked the hairbrush down on her bottom. “Ouch, that fucking hurts,” Hazel screamed.
Jenny gasped loudly. She stared open-mouthed as Charles dragged Hazel to her feet and glared at her. “Get into the house now. Go to the bathroom and wait for me. I will not tolerate that language.”
Hazel looked terrified. “I’m sorry Sir,” she whimpered. “I’m so sorry.”
“You will be,” Charles warned. “Get out of my sight, you bad girl,” he said, standing up and giving her bottom a sharp smack before turning his back on her.
Jenny tried to get up as Hazel walked past her but Harry held her across his lap. Jenny struggled desperately. “Harry, let me up, quickly, before Charles sees.” In desperation when he refused to release her and continued spanking her, she yelled: “Stop it, I hate you, you fucking bastard, let me go now,” as she finally managed to break free.
Turning away, she came face to face with a stern looking Charles. “Get upstairs and join your friend. It seems you both need harsher discipline today. I’ve never heard such foul language from young ladies. It’s going to stop now.”
Without giving Jenny chance to respond, Charles turned to Harry. “Can I ask why you were spanking her?”
Harry glanced at Jenny, shrugged his shoulders apologetically, and turned back to Charles. “She seemed to find amusement in seeing Hazel spanked hard. She ran into the house to get her clothes, ran back out here to get dressed and could barely contain her excitement at seeing Hazel punished. I thought it was unkind of her to gloat so I took her across my knee.”
Charles nodded. “As they’re being so badly behaved today I’m going to continue with the Victorian style of punishment I’ve been reading up on. Things are about to get a lot worse for this pair of young madams. Neither seemed to like the ginger in their bottom holes, so I might as well do the job properly and give them a good clean out to finish things off. A bit more humiliation will do them the world of good.”
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