-
Sign up or login, and you'll have full access to opportunities of forum.
Judicial Corporal Punishment Of Women: Stories And Novels
- Thread starter elephas
- Start date
Chuckbruder
Assistant executioner
Many thanks!!Now corrected, @Chuckbruder
Eva Inanna
Governor
Pierre Dumarchey (26 Feb 1882 to 27 Jun 1970) was a songwriter that was a regular feature in some Parisian cabarets. A figure of the bohemian art circles, he wrote novels that frequently depicted flagellation. Amongst others, Les Grandes Flagellées de l'histoire first published in 1909:
It was sufficiently popular to justify a second edition illustrated by himself under the pseudonym Jen Macorlan.
It purports to describe some of the clandestine érotique pursuits of the Parisian Haute Société during La Belle Époque of the Third French Republic from 1870 to the outbreak of World War I in 1914:
Well-dressed dames, their complex coiffures never compromised, were flogged, and humiliated in front of an uninterested audience.
It was sufficiently popular to justify a second edition illustrated by himself under the pseudonym Jen Macorlan.
It purports to describe some of the clandestine érotique pursuits of the Parisian Haute Société during La Belle Époque of the Third French Republic from 1870 to the outbreak of World War I in 1914:
Well-dressed dames, their complex coiffures never compromised, were flogged, and humiliated in front of an uninterested audience.
Eva Inanna
Governor
Chuckbruder
Assistant executioner
Another story written for you today. Having just seen a Harry Potter movie, I was drawn to an alternative scenario:
JCP at Hogwarts Girls Academy
Snape got the girls of the school moved to a different mountain academy building. It would have a different regime due to behavior issues that made teaching the art of magic to girls more difficult. He would have a code of discipline that included corporal punishment.
His study there had a backroom equipped for administer punishment spanking of the girls. It included furniture for binding a girl—a padded bench, a trestle bolted to the floor, a heavy beamed tripod and a whipping post. Along the wall were a set of hooks with spanking implements—wood and leather paddles, straps, rods, whips, canes, etc.
So it was that his desire to spank Hermione would be fulfilled. She had been one of the biggest offenders, breaking multiple rules and misbehaving badly otherwise.
In class he loved see her in his classes, sitting carelessly with knees parted, showing inner white thighs, and cotton bikini panty crotch. He could see the clearly defined outline of her vulva. For over a year he longed to spank her. Now he had a reason do it at the new site.
As might be obvious, Snape had a spanking fetish. His head was filled with fantasies of severe discipline scenarios—damsels in prison, at school, church, etc. being bound for bare bottom chastisement. He wrote stories and drew pictures of the same. He would masturbate to these scenes daily.
So it was that the day came that Hermione injured 3 classmates in a magic stunt gone wrong. Negligence on her part warranted severe discipling. The school disciplinary board judged the offense was so wrong that she should receive 150 full force punishment strokes from different implements on her bare buttocks.
Hermione protested. But was soon escorted to Snape’s punishment room. Ironically, as she sat inside waiting for him she found herself strangely “excited” by what was to happen, namely her girl part became engorged and felt sexy. That puzzled her. She dreaded what was to happen, but was oddly turned on by the realization that Snape would be binding her, baring her bottom, and beating her severely. She had heard from some of the girls who had been punished that the pain of being beaten on the bottom was intense and hurt for days. She could picture some of her friends being punished by him.
Snape arrived and began with a lecture and scolding. He detailed that she would have three punishment sessions of 50 each with a heavy strap, paddle with holes and stout riding crop. That she would be taken to the dispensary for care after her punishment. He ordered her to move up to the tripod. She didn’t move. He threatened her with additional punishment unless she obeyed.
Pretty petite Hermione moved up against the padded bolster. Snape bound her hands together at the peak of the tripod and ankles to each side. Her gathered up her skirt to her waist and draped it over the bolster. He feasted his eyes on her white cotton bikini clad bottom, as he slowly lowered them to mid-thigh. What a lovely athletic bottom. He told her that she deserved this punishment and that he would not show her any mercy.
He took up a stance with the strap to her left. The lovely girl’s bottom with soon be covered with welts and bruises. Her agony would be intense. He would enjoy making her suffer.
She looked up at him with imploring eyes. And then it began. Hard lashes across the shapely white muscular but petite buttocks. Her bottom turned red quickly, strap marks merged to show her entire bottom covered dark red by the lashes. She moaned and began to wail. He could see the agony in her face, grimacing with mouth open. She tried not to cry out, but the pain was awful. Soon she was blubbering and tears flowed. She clinched her buttocks and thrust her hips against the bolster.
He beat her hard, knowing that no permanent harm to her bottom would occur. But she would suffer for days with a very sore backside.
Snape was enthralled with the girl. Beating her bottom caused a stirring for him sexually. He had a terrific throbbing erection. He almost lost count of the blows. Not that it would matter. He could spank her longer, if he wanted.
Eventually after about 50, he stopped. He wiped her face with a cloth and lectured her about her offense. He told her that she would now be strapped over the heavy wood trestle with thick straps for her wrists and knees and one for up over her back. She stumbled as he led to it, bent her forward and over, then buckled the straps. He positioned a tall mirror in front of her in order to see her reaction to the hard paddle swats. Again, her panties were drawn down.
He took up the thick paddle with holes. Fifty he told her and began. He expertly slammed the paddle squarely across her butt checks. Each blow would be like that. Hermione yelled out. He could see her face distort and mouth open wide. He liked using the paddle on girls’ bottoms. There was something very stimulating about causing them pain that way.
The swats came regularly at ten second intervals. She never could recover from the pain she was feeling at that interval. She wept unashamedly. And snot ran from her nose. She sobbed and begged for him to stop. No mercy was shown. Just unending hard swats on her purple bruised bottom. That is when he saw how puffy her vulva and clitoris were. Her vagina was now visible and so was the vaginal secretion that oozed downward from her gaping vulva lips in a slow stream. The spanking was turning her on? Maybe? That pleased him.
After the paddling part of her punishment, he let her cry for a while before undoing the straps. Next was the crop. He would make her lie down on the spanking bench with a heavy pillow under her hips. Snape proceeded to strap her wrists to the front legs and tie ankles together and down under to the rear leg post. He smiled as he pulled down her panties again.
She begged him to let her off, that she was sorry. He laughed and told her she must suffer. She began to cry again. And looked with fear at the thick riding crop. He scolded her yet awhile. He pulled over a stool to sit on, just to her left. He pulled her underpants down again. He gently caressed her buttocks, as he continued the lecture.
Snape began again with powerful sharp lashes of the crop over the badly damage girl bottom. The pain must have been excruciating. She thrust her pussy hard up against the pillow while clinching her buttocks in an attempt to evade the punishing lashes. More snot and tears oozed down her face. Her tortured demeanor spoke to the degree of pain she was feeling. Snape just continued—hard cuts down and across her bruised and now slightly bleeding bottom flesh. He was a true sadist. This was such a turn on for him to punish one of the loveliest girls in the school. She deserved this he told himself, as he applied the last ten rapidly, one after another with no pause.
Hermione cried and cried for the next ten minutes. He finally undid her bonds and made her stand. She didn’t even think to pull up her panties, so he had a full view of her hairy little pussy. He ordered her to pull them up. She put on her skirt and blew her nose and wiped the tears and mucus off her face. He told her to report to him next day to discuss her behavior and any remedies in case she come up short in some way again.
Snape escorted her from his office to the nurse’s clinic room. The nurse put Ice packs on Hermione’s swollen, bruised bottom, while she as lying face-down on a cot. She continued to sob and cry. Her butt was so very sore and painful.
When the nurse left the room, Hermione slipped her hand down in front and into her panties. Her pussy was very gooey and it felt very sexy to the touch. She gently began to diddle herself. She was surprised at how good it felt. Even with the memory of how Snape had spanked her, her passion increased. The pleasure grew, somehow in conjunction with the pain. She stroked herself on and on until she had her most powerful orgasm ever. It shocked her how good it was, but afterward she felt ashamed that it was associated with her humiliation. She hated Snape, but also associated what he did to her as being sexual. The idea of him punishing her like that again was repulsive, but also made her horny again. She would masturbate for days, thinking about being punished by him in that room.
Even as she continued to masturbate and had additional orgasms, Snape was in his office watching the video of Hermione’s punishment. What a fantastic scene! He too would masturbate to a powerful climax. He called out her name, as he did. He came one more time a little later, as he recalled how hard he had spanked her poor bottom. He promised himself that he would find a way to punish her again. Such a bad girl.
JCP at Hogwarts Girls Academy
Snape got the girls of the school moved to a different mountain academy building. It would have a different regime due to behavior issues that made teaching the art of magic to girls more difficult. He would have a code of discipline that included corporal punishment.
His study there had a backroom equipped for administer punishment spanking of the girls. It included furniture for binding a girl—a padded bench, a trestle bolted to the floor, a heavy beamed tripod and a whipping post. Along the wall were a set of hooks with spanking implements—wood and leather paddles, straps, rods, whips, canes, etc.
So it was that his desire to spank Hermione would be fulfilled. She had been one of the biggest offenders, breaking multiple rules and misbehaving badly otherwise.
In class he loved see her in his classes, sitting carelessly with knees parted, showing inner white thighs, and cotton bikini panty crotch. He could see the clearly defined outline of her vulva. For over a year he longed to spank her. Now he had a reason do it at the new site.
As might be obvious, Snape had a spanking fetish. His head was filled with fantasies of severe discipline scenarios—damsels in prison, at school, church, etc. being bound for bare bottom chastisement. He wrote stories and drew pictures of the same. He would masturbate to these scenes daily.
So it was that the day came that Hermione injured 3 classmates in a magic stunt gone wrong. Negligence on her part warranted severe discipling. The school disciplinary board judged the offense was so wrong that she should receive 150 full force punishment strokes from different implements on her bare buttocks.
Hermione protested. But was soon escorted to Snape’s punishment room. Ironically, as she sat inside waiting for him she found herself strangely “excited” by what was to happen, namely her girl part became engorged and felt sexy. That puzzled her. She dreaded what was to happen, but was oddly turned on by the realization that Snape would be binding her, baring her bottom, and beating her severely. She had heard from some of the girls who had been punished that the pain of being beaten on the bottom was intense and hurt for days. She could picture some of her friends being punished by him.
Snape arrived and began with a lecture and scolding. He detailed that she would have three punishment sessions of 50 each with a heavy strap, paddle with holes and stout riding crop. That she would be taken to the dispensary for care after her punishment. He ordered her to move up to the tripod. She didn’t move. He threatened her with additional punishment unless she obeyed.
Pretty petite Hermione moved up against the padded bolster. Snape bound her hands together at the peak of the tripod and ankles to each side. Her gathered up her skirt to her waist and draped it over the bolster. He feasted his eyes on her white cotton bikini clad bottom, as he slowly lowered them to mid-thigh. What a lovely athletic bottom. He told her that she deserved this punishment and that he would not show her any mercy.
He took up a stance with the strap to her left. The lovely girl’s bottom with soon be covered with welts and bruises. Her agony would be intense. He would enjoy making her suffer.
She looked up at him with imploring eyes. And then it began. Hard lashes across the shapely white muscular but petite buttocks. Her bottom turned red quickly, strap marks merged to show her entire bottom covered dark red by the lashes. She moaned and began to wail. He could see the agony in her face, grimacing with mouth open. She tried not to cry out, but the pain was awful. Soon she was blubbering and tears flowed. She clinched her buttocks and thrust her hips against the bolster.
He beat her hard, knowing that no permanent harm to her bottom would occur. But she would suffer for days with a very sore backside.
Snape was enthralled with the girl. Beating her bottom caused a stirring for him sexually. He had a terrific throbbing erection. He almost lost count of the blows. Not that it would matter. He could spank her longer, if he wanted.
Eventually after about 50, he stopped. He wiped her face with a cloth and lectured her about her offense. He told her that she would now be strapped over the heavy wood trestle with thick straps for her wrists and knees and one for up over her back. She stumbled as he led to it, bent her forward and over, then buckled the straps. He positioned a tall mirror in front of her in order to see her reaction to the hard paddle swats. Again, her panties were drawn down.
He took up the thick paddle with holes. Fifty he told her and began. He expertly slammed the paddle squarely across her butt checks. Each blow would be like that. Hermione yelled out. He could see her face distort and mouth open wide. He liked using the paddle on girls’ bottoms. There was something very stimulating about causing them pain that way.
The swats came regularly at ten second intervals. She never could recover from the pain she was feeling at that interval. She wept unashamedly. And snot ran from her nose. She sobbed and begged for him to stop. No mercy was shown. Just unending hard swats on her purple bruised bottom. That is when he saw how puffy her vulva and clitoris were. Her vagina was now visible and so was the vaginal secretion that oozed downward from her gaping vulva lips in a slow stream. The spanking was turning her on? Maybe? That pleased him.
After the paddling part of her punishment, he let her cry for a while before undoing the straps. Next was the crop. He would make her lie down on the spanking bench with a heavy pillow under her hips. Snape proceeded to strap her wrists to the front legs and tie ankles together and down under to the rear leg post. He smiled as he pulled down her panties again.
She begged him to let her off, that she was sorry. He laughed and told her she must suffer. She began to cry again. And looked with fear at the thick riding crop. He scolded her yet awhile. He pulled over a stool to sit on, just to her left. He pulled her underpants down again. He gently caressed her buttocks, as he continued the lecture.
Snape began again with powerful sharp lashes of the crop over the badly damage girl bottom. The pain must have been excruciating. She thrust her pussy hard up against the pillow while clinching her buttocks in an attempt to evade the punishing lashes. More snot and tears oozed down her face. Her tortured demeanor spoke to the degree of pain she was feeling. Snape just continued—hard cuts down and across her bruised and now slightly bleeding bottom flesh. He was a true sadist. This was such a turn on for him to punish one of the loveliest girls in the school. She deserved this he told himself, as he applied the last ten rapidly, one after another with no pause.
Hermione cried and cried for the next ten minutes. He finally undid her bonds and made her stand. She didn’t even think to pull up her panties, so he had a full view of her hairy little pussy. He ordered her to pull them up. She put on her skirt and blew her nose and wiped the tears and mucus off her face. He told her to report to him next day to discuss her behavior and any remedies in case she come up short in some way again.
Snape escorted her from his office to the nurse’s clinic room. The nurse put Ice packs on Hermione’s swollen, bruised bottom, while she as lying face-down on a cot. She continued to sob and cry. Her butt was so very sore and painful.
When the nurse left the room, Hermione slipped her hand down in front and into her panties. Her pussy was very gooey and it felt very sexy to the touch. She gently began to diddle herself. She was surprised at how good it felt. Even with the memory of how Snape had spanked her, her passion increased. The pleasure grew, somehow in conjunction with the pain. She stroked herself on and on until she had her most powerful orgasm ever. It shocked her how good it was, but afterward she felt ashamed that it was associated with her humiliation. She hated Snape, but also associated what he did to her as being sexual. The idea of him punishing her like that again was repulsive, but also made her horny again. She would masturbate for days, thinking about being punished by him in that room.
Even as she continued to masturbate and had additional orgasms, Snape was in his office watching the video of Hermione’s punishment. What a fantastic scene! He too would masturbate to a powerful climax. He called out her name, as he did. He came one more time a little later, as he recalled how hard he had spanked her poor bottom. He promised himself that he would find a way to punish her again. Such a bad girl.
Last edited:
Miras
Governor
Tralewney doesn´t seem to be too angry but this might be how she deals with sceptics among wizards and witches, I guess. And her crystal ball works, we see that quite clearly.
elephas
Senator
A Girl's History of Corporal Punishment, Part 1-4
By Jenny Wood and Mary Frances Ibanez
From Bared Affair, 2004
Part 1: From Antiquity to the Dark Ages.
Part 2: Europe, from gothic times to the Enlightenment.
Part 3: The Victorian Era, a very bad century for girls' bottoms.
Part 4: The twentieth century and beyond.
By Jenny Wood and Mary Frances Ibanez
From Bared Affair, 2004
Part 1: From Antiquity to the Dark Ages.
Part 2: Europe, from gothic times to the Enlightenment.
Part 3: The Victorian Era, a very bad century for girls' bottoms.
Part 4: The twentieth century and beyond.
elephas
Senator
A Song of Ice and Fire (1)
By Yan Wei (严微)
Chinese author Yan Wei offers his version of a classic scene when Queen Cersei walks naked through the streets as punishment. Unlike the original, Cersei's passage ends with a severe caning on the buttocks.
By Yan Wei (严微)
Chinese author Yan Wei offers his version of a classic scene when Queen Cersei walks naked through the streets as punishment. Unlike the original, Cersei's passage ends with a severe caning on the buttocks.
Last edited:
elephas
Senator
Last edited:
windar
Teller of Tales
You might enjoy this one, then
Miras
Governor
Yeah, thank you for reminding me!
Miras
Governor
It 's a pity Martin doesn't seem to be into spankings. That was more Robert Jordan's thing. But unfortunately, we will probably never see such a thing in Wheel of Time TV series anyway.
elephas
Senator
Windar, The Gilded Age is one of the best stories you and Barbaria have written. Great storyline and attention to historical details.
jalwip12
Spectator
Can someone post a version of this that has been translated into English?