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The Caning of Diedre
Fellowes 10
by Frank E. Campbell
illustrated by J. Ashely
H.O.M., Inc.
Van Nuys, California
1980

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Pained Pudendum
Fellowes 16
by Frank E. Campbell
illustrated by J. Ashely
H.O.M., Inc.
Van Nuys, California
1981

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The setting is Britain at the turn of the last century on the estate of a wealthy peer. In many episodes, Lord Halibut's granddaughter, Lady Emily Halibut, violates rules of decorum. Her misdemeanors here involve kissing a girl and inappropriate vocabulary for a person from a royal family. A continuous appetite for sexual activity while home from school and her vulgar remarks render Lady Emily a frequent beneficiary of crops, canes, whips, and complex bondage assemblies.

Jovial Lord Halibut authorizes his granddaughter's discipline, but it's exacted by Fellowes, who's described as the family butler. Most butlers and valets we've seen in movies wear black suits and shined shoes. Possibly to reflect the wanton wildness of Lady Emily, Fellowes appears dressed for the outdoors, possibly to go hunting, in jodhpurs, riding boots and a shooting jacket.

The Caning of Diedre

In the coach house, Lady Emily and cousin Diedre engage in passionate caressing. Fellowes discovers them embraced and unilaterally decides that he must correct their misconduct.

"My duty lies with you, Miss, and the unmentionable venture on which you are embarked."

"Oh you mean our proximity! We're keeping each other warm."

"The weather is exceptionally clement, Miss. You are also both naked."

"Don't be so picky! I was showing Deidre one of my moles."

"Am I to presume that your cousin was showing you one of hers in a similar location, M'Lady!"

Lady Emily realised her heavy artillery was called for. "But dammit, Fellowes, Deidre's a girl!"

"So I notice, Miss."

"Well then, what are you getting all dignified and stuffy about?"

"The British nobility does not engage in lesbianism in old coach sheds, M'Lady."

Lady Emily raised herself another inch above her cousin's tumescent sex and turned a jaundiced gaze upon the guardian of her morals. "You mean a bit of tongue and groove is on the forbidden list too!"

"Quite so, M'Lady. In many circles it is deemed more reprehensible than more normal fornication."

"Don't be vulgar! And can I help it if people are so narrow-minded! Be a good chap and go away and let us finish."

"No, Miss."

"You can wait outside the door with the handcuffs."

"No, Miss. I could never condone your enterprise. If you will be kind enough to rise."

"Are we allowed to dress, Fellowes?"

"No, Miss. You will enter correction immediately. You may use one of your underthings to dry excess secretions."

The narrative describes numerous painful exercises purported to elicit improved conduct. Handcuffs, leather straps and gags ornament their willowy figures. In the punishment room, their cuffed wrists attached to trapeze bars above their heads, Fellowes proceeds to whip them.

They spend the night in the dungeon, each in a collar that's chained to the stone wall, short enough to keep them from touching each other. The following day, the lovely ladies must sit on a horse, a triangular horizontal beam. There, their arms are behind them and their ankles are tethered to the floor. They must balance on a wood edge that presses into their most sensitive tissues. Fellowes adds silver clips to aggravate circumstances.

He inserts adjustable devices he's imported from across the pond. A bristly dildo occupies each lady. When Lord Halibut visits the punishment room, Diedre asks to be caned and the two of them enjoy the event.

Pained Pudendum

Fellowes tightens an arrangement of ropes around Lady Emily's waist and between her thighs as an uncomfortable “deterrent” that reminds the errant woman to behave herself during Lady Backthrust's impending visit to the Halibut estate. She is accompanied by her daughter Florence, who soon crosses the boundaries of propriety with nasty comments about Emily. Lady Halibut suggests that Fellowes discipline her daughter.

Soon, Florence is on a table with wood stocks clamped around her waist and straps buckled at wrists, knees and ankles. Emily enjoys seeing her enemy in anguish.

With a ring in her nose attached to a chain, Emily gets hoisted by her ankles for some topsy-turvy punishment. Then, Florence gets contained within a box and meets a few mice. And Emily becomes acquainted with a bell.

Dolefully, the nude delinquent stood with feet apart and gazed down in interest at the impalement of her labia.

"I'm glad you don't have to make a whole new hole every time, Fellowes old boy. That ring's super. If it wasn't bad news I'd adore it."

"I am glad you approve, Miss. I have here a bell . . . ."

"I've been looking at it, Fellowes. I expect I'm going to hate it. I say, would you mind fiddling with that ring a bit more?"

"No, Miss, your suggestion is suspect. I now suspend the bell from your ring by this small chain."

"That's not exactly a small bell, Fellowes. Oh gollies!"

"It normally hangs from a cow's neck, Miss. Its tone is melodic."

"Have I got to walk around all day clanking like a cow?"

"No, Miss. You stand exactly as you are. I have here a chair, an improving book, a cane and a glass of wine. I will be pleasantly employed while waiting."

"Waiting for what?" Emily's voice was tremulous. Her eye was on the cane.

"For the bell to ring, Miss."

Comprehension dawned. Emily flushed indignantly. "That's dashed unchivalrous, Fellowes! You're going to sit there in luxury, and if I move and ring the bell you'll whack my bottom with that lousy cane."

"Quite so, M'Lady."

"But I can't stand like this! It's awful! I'm bound to do something to make that beastly clapper clap." Lady Emily shook her head in savage frustration — a clear and clarion note pealed out from between her legs. "There! See what you've made me do!" Emily's eyes widened. "See here, Fellowes, you're not going to count that one, are you?"

"You may lean slightly forward, Miss. Should the bell ring under impact you are absolved from blame."

"Wowwwww! Ouch! Oh Fellowes, just listen to it. I sound like a ruddy curfew."

"Control will come, Miss. Character will build."

"But, Fellowes, my feet are so wide apart! Can't I bring 'em in a bit?"

"You are free to move at your own discretion, Miss."

"But then I'll start chiming like a church!"

Ashely's slender heroines look lovely from all directions. Graceful curves, tapering limbs and alluring roundness of bottom and bosom assemble in a nearly athletic figure. Pencil shading suggests smooth, feminine contours, sometimes compressed by straps. Fellowes is indicated as a silhouette or shadow or from the waist down standing behind Emily, showing only trousers or boots.

Illustrations provide precise details about wood contraptions, rope, bars, chains, wall mountings, collars, belts and buckles, whips, crops, canes and complex leather gags. That hairstyles and bondage gear mirror contemporary (not pre-WWI) models will trouble only the most fastidious obsessives.

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The text has been re-set for the ebook iterations. Few changes were made to Mr. Campbell's excellent writing. His narrative benefits from a consistency of tone and rhetoric that creates an opulent atmosphere of aristocracy in which a promiscuous young woman [a playgirl] endures ingenious punishment rituals at the hands of her grandfather's surrogate. Each story is about 7000 words.

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