Chapter Three
The Morning Habits of a Strictly Overseen Boy
After the groaning messy joy of his confused midnight wakening, Master Edward was turned across the soft white lap of his young governess and there, his aching p***s erect and quivering against, upon, between those velvet inner thighs, spanked soundly until his helplessly jerking bottom burned beet-red. He ejaculated again, of course, like an animal, shuddering and grunting beneath Miss Violetta’s serene dark eyes, as one shocked corner of his mind protested that his transgression was shameful and bestial and wrong…while another, perhaps even more shadowed, corner responded joyously that this fact simply made the act just that much better. Oh, the impossible mess of his indiscretions!
The girl waited patiently as the throes of
