Tobias had ben working as a groom at Blackwell Manor for over two months now .
It was hard work , with a strict regimen , but he had learned much , it paid well and allowed him time to ride some of his Lordship's cherished racehorses.
He had grown close to one particular young horse , Atlas , a feisty stallion and the two spent time together every day.
It was early morning and Tobias was enjoying the relative quietness of the stables as he cleaned out the stalls.
Atlas always made a bit of a fuss when Tobias arrived but this morning he sounded agitated , almost distressed.
Concerned , Tobias ran to his stall to find it empty!
Panic set in immediately....one of Lord Blackwell's horses was loose and it was on his watch.
The bolt on the stable door was still open so Tobias sprinted for it and , as he approached it , he could hear a commotion , a horse whinnying an...a female voice.
Outside the door , young Lady Cynthia Blackwell was struggling to ride a bucking and kicking Atlas.
Sensing danger , Tobias took hold of the stallion's bridle and began speaking to Atlas softly.
Atlas immediately calmed enough for Lady Cynthia to make a most unladylike dismount resulting in her landing on the seat of her tight jodspurs.
Tobias tried not to laugh as he helped the pretty young lady to her feet.
"Are you alright Miss?" he asked and then yelped loudly when he felt a sharp sting on his arm from Cynthia's riding crop.
"How dare you interfere with my morning ride you big oaf!" she squealed , raising her arm to give Tobias another lick with her crop.
Towering over Cynthia , Tobias seized her wrist and easily restrained her , but Cynthia responded by giving him a swift kick on the shin.
Tobias howled and rubbed his shin but quickly recovered to grab Cynthia by both wrists .
He had always admired Cynthia from afar , her long flowing hair , pert breasts and magnificent round bottom encased in a pair of tight jodspurs , but now he was seeing a less attractive side of her.
At 22 years old she was the same age as Tobias.
"Remove your hands from me you brute! My Father will hear of this!" she yelled , struggling to free herself and remount Atlas.
Tobias pulled her tighter .
"Look Miss Cynthia , Atlas is not ready to be ridden yet...so please calm down and leave him." he reasoned.
Cynthia glared at him defiantly.
"Don't you tell me what to do Stableboy!" she fumed , aiming a slap at Tobias' face with a freed palm.
It connected with a loud 'SLAAPP!" stunning them both to silence.
"OK Miss Cynthia...you asked for it !" Tobias said , plucking the young lady off her feet and tucking her under his arm.
Cynthia's feet kicked wildly and Tobias stole a moment to admire her shapely bottom.
Then he proceeded to deliver a flurry of stinging spanks to Cynthia's posterior which had her crying and swearing at the same time.
Tobias delivered a final trio of hard spanks before dumping Lady Cynthia on her feet before him.
Cynthia's face was as red as no doubt her bottom.
She put both palms to her cheeks and rubbed furiously, glaring at Tobias.
"How dare you strike me Sir! You will pay for this!" she fumed and stormed off .
Tobias told his superior , Mr. McKay , about the incident.
"You were right not to let Lady Cynthia ride Atlas boy , and yes she can be a spoilt brat and I dare say deserved what she got , but you cannot lay a hand on her like than son.
Lucky for you , Lord Blackwell is away today so I will talk to Lady Catherine and ask her to go easy on you..." he told him.
It was a long morning for Tobias , pondering his fate and his heart was pounding when Mr. McKay returned to the stables.
"I spoke with Lady Blackwell and convinced her you are too good a groom to lose your job over something like this. She also agreed not to dock your wages...." McKay explained.
Tobias heaved a sigh of relief.
'...but don't think you're off the hook Laddie...Lady Catherine wants to see you and be assured there will be retribution for striking young Cynthia...no matter the reason." McKay continued.
Tobias scratched his head , "Retribution?" he asked nervously.
McKay smiled and slapped Tobias on the shoulder.
"Don't worry son.....be glad that your getting away with only a sound thrashing.....now go take your medicine!" he chortled.
Tobias had never seen the inside of Blackwell Manor and was in awe of the surroundings.
He was greeted by a footman who led him down a long corridor adorned with paintings to the huge wooden doors of the Library.
"Knock and enter.... Lady Catherine is expecting you." the Footman said and left.
Inside the Library , Lady Catherine sat behind a large antique desk with Lady Cynthia standing beside her.
Lady Blackwell was quite a stunning woman in her early 50's with an athletic , curvy figure and long hair pinned up to enhance her beautiful features.
She peered at Tobias over the eyeglasses perched on her nose.
"Well don't just stand there boy .....COME HERE!" she commanded in a deep , firm voice.
Tobias quickly took his place in front of the desk and Lady Catherine paused to fix her gaze on him.
He certainly was a handsome young man. It would be a pleasure dealing with him.
It was then that Tobias noticed the long thin cane sitting on the desk.
"So this is the young man who decided to give my daughter a good spanking!" she declared with a grin.
"MOTHER! It's not funny...it hurt!" Cynthia chimed , rubbing her bottom again.
Tobias felt his heart pounding and felt the need to explain.
"I'm sorry Milady but...." he began but was silenced by an imperious wag of Lady Blackwell's finger.
"There is no need young man...Mr. McKay gave me all the details so there is only the matter of your retribution.
Tobias gulped .
He could not take his eyes off that cane.
Lady Catherine rose and picked up the cane.
Tobias noticed how striking she looked in her white blouse , jodspurs and boots.
Taking the cane in both hands she flexed it and then swished it through the air menacingly.
She raised her chin and looked Tobias in the eye.
"You will receive a sound thrashing young man....20 strokes administered to the same part of your anatomy as you punished my daughter.
Bend over the desk and reach out !" she announced , pointing to the desk.
Tobias looked at Cynthia who was looking on with great amusement.
"Cynthia will remain to witness your punishment." Lady Blackwell confirmed.
Tobias assumed the position and felt the seat of his jodspurs tighten as he reached out across the desk.
Cynthia giggled , enjoying the sight of Tobias's muscular backside about to be thrashed.
Lady Catherine stood to his left and tapped the cane against his backside teasingly.
Her arm rose and she brought down the cane smartly against both his cheeks,
'CRAAACK!' 'THWAACK!' 'CRAAAACK!'
Tobias stifffened and gritted his teeth as the strokes were delivered.
He could feel the lines of the cane searing his skin as Lady Catherine slowly and deliberately administered stinging strokes.
After the first 6 he was crying out and continued to howl and squirm against the table until the full 20 stokes were complete.
His backside felt like it was on fire.
Cynthia clapped her hands in glee as her Mother thrashed Tobias thoroughly.
When it was offer he remained in the prone position , gasping , tears welling in his eyes.
Lady Catherine inspected her handiwork.
Her cane had left visible imprints on the seat of Tobias's britches.
"You may stand." she said almost sympathetically.
Tobias rose slowly and stiffly and stood with his hands by his sides , his fingers wiggling and fighting the urge to rub his backside.
He would not give Lady Cynthia that satisfaction.
Lady Catherine took her seat behind the desk.
"You took your punishment well Tobias , but be warned that should you return here I will put you over my knee and take my hairbrush to your bare backside!" she threatened with a wry grin.
"Yes Milady!"Tobias replied , his face flushing at the thought.
Cynthia was beaming with satisfaction , but her smugness faded when Lady Catherine turned her attention to her.
"Are you satisfied now that this young man has been thrashed for saving your life and one of your Father's most cherished horses?" she asked her.
Cynthia was rendered speechless and her jaw dropped.
Lady Catherine stood and pointed a finger at her daughter.
"How many times were you told to stay away from those horses? You could have killed yourself , the horse and this young man!" she raged.
To Tobias' surprise , Lady Catherine opened the desk drawer to produce a long , thick leather tawse.
Cynthia gasped , clearly recognizing the implement.
"NO ! Mother No! Not the strap.....please....and not with him here...." she pleaded.
Catherine handed the tawse to Tobias and smiled.
"I'm not going to thrash you....Tobias is going to finish what he started this morning....with my permission!
A good dozen strokes- with those pants down young lady!"
Cynthia was horrified.
Her Mother took hold of her , turned her around and proceeded to yank Cynthia's tight britches to her knees.
"Please Mother ! Noooo!" Cynthia pleaded.
Lady Catherine pushed Cynthia over the table.
"12 strokes Tobias....good and hard!" she demanded with glee.
Tobias gripped the tawse , drinking in the sight of Cynthia's mostly bare , jiggling twin globes encased in only the tiniest pair of black lace panties.
"Get on with it Tobias ....or do you need another dose of my cane?" Lady Blackwell warned.
Tobias raised the tawse and snapped it against Cynthia's buttocks until the full dozen strokes were complete .
The strap left red , angry welts on her silky , tender skin and she was sobbing uncontrollably.
Suddenly the twin doors to the Library swung unexpectedly open.
A male voice bellowed out from behind the trio.
"What the hell is going on here Catherine?"
Lady Blackwell looked like she had seen a ghost.
"Why Harold....you are back early." her voice suddenly morphing from that of a school mistress to a schoolgirl.
Lord Blackwell glared at his wife.
"I take it there is a reason why the groom is strapping our daughter's backside Madam?"
Cynthia had been pre-occupied soothing her sore bottom pointed at her Mother.
"She made him do it Poppa!" she bawled.
Lady Catherine smiled nervously and shrugged her shoulders.
Lord Blackwell pointed at the door.
"LEAVE! I require some private time with Lady Blackwell!" he yelled .
Wasting no time he picked up the cane and turned to his wife.
Cynthia put a hand to her mouth in astonishment.
"Come on Tobias...lets go." she said , pushing Tobias out the door.
Cynthia closed the door and surprised Tobias by planting a passionate kiss on his lips.
Tobias responded , pulling her closer and they kissed again.
Lady Catherine's britches were still at half-mast and she took Tobias' hand and placed it on her hot bottom.
All that spanking had clearly made both of them hot and inspired.
"I've been waiting for a man like you for a long time Tobias....we have much to discuss. I know a quiet place we can go..."she purred.
Inside the Library , Lady Blackwell opened her mouth to speak but thought better of it.
Her husband was furious at her and clearly meant business.
"Let's have you woman....get those britches down and bend over the table!" he ordered.
He looked on with great interest at the sight of his wife wiggling her ample hips to peel down her jodspurs.
Unlike her daughter , Lady Catherine wore no underwear.
She bent over the desk , presenting her curvy , lilly white bottom to her husband.
"A dozen strokes Madam!" he announced.
Catherine gasped and clenched her cheeks.
Lord Blackwell was a true master of the cane and laid stripe after stripe on his wife's beautiful posterior.
To her credit , she remained stoic throughout although she was sobbing and moaning afterwards.
Her punishment over , Lady Catherine was despatched to a corner while Lord Blackwell took his seat behind the desk to work.
It was a brief stay in the corner for Catherine , although it seemed much longer.
Finally Lord Blackwell closed the ledger and returned his attention to his wife.
Her bottom had turned a most beautiful crimson hue and had raised welts where the cane had landed.
She flinched when he caressed the roasted flesh of her bottom with both hands.
"I fear you will not be resuming any riding for the next day or two my lovely!" he chuckled , his mood lightening.
Placing his hands on his shoulders her turned her to face him.
Her tears had dried and stained her face making her look even more beautiful.
Pulling her to him they kissed passionately.
"I missed you darling!" she purred.
Lord Blackwell downed his own britches , letting them fall to the floor.
"Now it's time for my wife to show how much she missed me..." he said , and Catherine dropped to her knees before him.
Meanwhile , Lady Cynthia and Tobias lay in each others arms amongst the bales of hay after making love.
As Tobias lay on his stomach , Cynthia admired the uniform red stripes her Mother had expertly painted on his firm buttocks.
He winced as she squeezed his cheeks with her hand.
"If you are going to court me Tobias , there is something you need to know about us Blackwell ladies..." she began.