Governess Canes: Beautiful, Tall, Erudite & Very Strict English Disciplinarian. Her dress is long and tight, her stockings are black and Her Heels are High. She carries an intimidating presence.

Mark: a young lad, immature, unfocussed, slovenly and disrespectful of authority.

His dress is typical of naughty English school boys, Jacket with matching Short pants, white shirt and poorly knotted tie.

Governess Canes enters the rooms to discover Mark flipping through nudie magazines.

The clicking of her high heels gathers intensity as she approaches him. But Mark is so wrapped up in the filthy girly magazines that he's gawking out. She taps mark on the shoulder. He turns around and is confronted by his Governess and Mentor.

"Mark, what are you doing?"
"i, i, i, (stammering)found this on the school bus Ma'am"

Looking down on her charge Governess Canes pulls mark up by his ear and drags him into the parlor. She sits him down in a school chair whilst She stands over him.

"Mark I can't believe you young man. I have told you on many occasions that your parents have sent you to Me and given Me the authority and power to educate you in the proper ways of a gentleman. I take My role as your Governess very seriously and I assured them that you'll learn to be mature, civilized and become properly educated man of substance. You should have not have brought those filthy magazines of harlots into My home. You must be taught a lesson young man. In fact, you will learn that I will not tolerate, for one second, any insubordination, or boyish pranks during your time with Me. Now pull down your knickers and go stand in the corner, nose to the wall, whilst I prepare a proper punishment for your unspeakable actions.

Mark pulls his pants down and shuffles over to the corner of the room where he was instructed to be silent and place his nose to the wall.

"Let's begin with the reason you are here Mark. You are here because you lack self discipline and self control. You need Your Governess to teach these basic facts of life."

Governess Canes picks up the girlie magazine and approaches her pupil. Lifting up his shirt exposing his bare bottom Governess Canes rolls up the magazine and begins smacking Mark's ass until it turns a rosy pink.

Governess Canes can hear Mark sniffling.

"You see Mark, this is necessary and will help you remember that I am your Governess and I am doing this for your own good. I must teach you a lesson that you won't soon forget."

Governess Canes then grabs mark by his tie and pulls him over to the armchair across the room. Then bends him over and instructs him to present his bottom.

"This will hurt Mark but I think it will get My point across."
Governess Canes goes to the closet and removes her favorite English Cane. She swishes it in the air and it makes a high pitched whistling sound as she flips it up and down with Her wrist.

"Do you hear that sound, Mark? That is the sound of My Cane. You will hear that sound in your head before you do anything naughty and it will remind you of Me and My Duty to Discipline you when you are naughty. Now, you will take 20 strokes of My favorite cane and thank Me for each one and say 'I am sorry Governess cane for reading filthy magazines ' ".

Governess Canes begins to correct her charge with due measure. Each stroke of Her cane is expertly aimed and has the sting of a thousand honey bees.

She starts slowly, pausing after each stroke to let the sting set in and to watch him wince in discomfort and cringe in anticipation of the next stroke. She seeing the pain run simultaneously from his bottom up to his grimacing face and down to his curling toes. She smiles as She knows he is learning his lesson.

Mark cries, and tears of shame roll down his face as his Governess takes firm control over him and his naughty behavior.

As the strokes increase in number, they become stronger, harder, with shorter pauses between some but longer silence between others and just when Mark thinks She feels sorry for him, he hears the unmistakable swoosh of Her Canes through the air as it comes down hard on his tender cheeks and shoots pain through out his body.

The effect of his Governess's cane has left mark's bottom bright red covered with welts. Miss Canes pleased with Her work, tenderly rubs the young lad's bottom. "Now you see mark, when you are naughty, you leave me no choice but to punish you. I want you to look in the mirror every day at the marks on your bottom until they are gone. Think of what you did and know that as your Governess, I will not hesitate to Discipline you again. And, make no mistake about it, if you cross me again, the next set of welts will take twice as long to disappear. Do I make myself clear young man? "

'Yes Ma'am, I understand'. He responded.

"Very well then, kiss my hand, mark. Show me how humble and grateful you are that I am taking time to train you to be a proper gentleman ".

"Good, now off to bed, young man and sweet dreams"

Governess Canes observed her young charge scamper off to the bedroom whilst trying to pull up his pants at the same time. She proudly glimpsed at the rosy red welted cheeks of Mark's bottom as he left the room.

Finally, it was sinking into the young lad; Women in general and Governess Canes in particular were the real force it the world and needed to be Respected and Obeyed. As Mark grew older, he would come to find out that the first caning from Governess Canes was far from the last ....

Strictly yours,
Britannia Canes