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The next day dawned bright and breezy. It was a Monday and normally she would be off to school, but this was half term, so when her weekday housekeeper, the good Mrs Munby, from the village, arrived at 8 and began to clean as was her routine, Sylvia and she began by cleaning the play-room-to-be and the cinema, neither of which the good lady had ever been in before despite having worked here each week for the last ten years!
The two, part-time contract gardeners; Tony and Mike arrived after dinner, and she asked if they would move some furnishings for her, after they had finished in the veg patch and the roses, which they agreed to do, though decided to do it first, before the started so as not to get mud on the floors. the young gardeners soon making light work of shifting the locked desk, up into the study earning themselves a hansom tip as they were leaving. Tim did some measuring, and began designing and building the bar, being a good hand with tools. A little heat and a lick of paint by the Friday had the room usable. New disco lighting and a stocked bar adding the finishing touches.
Tim despite the work he was doing at home also set off to find his old friend Binky, who hearing of the vintage films came to call on the Saturday after the shop had closed. Together they had dinner, then adjourned to the play room where Tim produced some of the films and asked the photographic mystro for his opinion of each separate-can of which there was about 60 in all, some long some not so long and some cans holding more than one film, which over a beer or three took some time. They were left with two piles, one of a few films that would go again and another larger pile of in need of repair.
Only two were beyond help, they decided to share the cinema with Binky, and he did a bit of fluff removal from the ancient projector, and then threaded the first film, the lowest number available, No19, Tim checked the ledger, and they sat awaiting Binky as the lights lowered, there was a false start, then finally the first film began in the little cinema since the 1960`s.
It was a little jerky but soon settled to a steady picture. Folk in the garden, mother, father, a tall man whom Tim said would be H the merchant banker from tilbury. The tall blond that now appeared was both attractive and busty, the camera naturally zoomed in on the lady and she introduced herself as Zina H, using a chalk board. There being no sound strip on that particular re-recorded film. The next board told folk that she was to be punished and that she knew she deserved the pain. There was a jump in the film to the cellar, the lady now stripping for the camera, and donning cuffs, leather, and a wide belt, buckled into place by her husband, who then kissed her and passed her to father like a slave of old, who in turn lead her, willingly, if a little nervously, to the lift, attached the cuffs, then lifted her to her toe-tips. The board re-appeared, in the hands of mother the chalked script saying 40 lashes.
Something was said into the woman`s ear, but with no sound it was indecipherable after father stepping back and a trial swish or two of his whip the strokes began,
Marks appeared, back legs buttocks, breasts , nothing was safe from the lash of the thongs, each 10 had him break for a second, each stroke showed more distress, on the face of the luckless Zina, and in each break her husband stepped forward and fingered the woman`s pussy, which raised her spirits and her sexual temperature somewhat, until the forth session when he introduced his errection into her wet sex, causing her to climax in just a few sudden strokes, the film went blank, and they thought it was all over when a breast suddenly filled the screen, taking them all by surprise, , a long steel needle appeared and was without adoo thrust into the meat of the breast from below, lifting the soft tissue, till it broke through the skin and determinedly continued its journey through the fantastic breast, a quick shot of the woman`s face, obviously in hideous pain, then a return to the pale skin, just as the probe slowly burst through the thin skin. Her silent lips screaming and tears falling. The screen again went blank. Then, again the screen filled this time with a close up of a woman`s sexual organ, presumably still Zina`s, wet with her juice, the left lip being held tight by a forefinger and a thumb before a needle stabbed at the released lip and pierced the soft tissue. Then that too went blank and the darkened room was suddenly bathed with bright light and the sound of the film slapping against the projector.
Binky soon had the lights on and the projector under control, our three heroes each looking a little flushed as the lights showed their faces.
By mutual agreement the next film was bent on, Tim nipping to the bar and refilling the glasses while there was a pause.
The label said No31, this proved to be not only colour all-be it crude, and more to the point it had sound. Tim read the ledger and gave the ladies name as Danby, Anne Danby wife of Collin the mayor of, [removed by sensor] and she`s was here for her branding, it was dated September 1953.
The scene opened with the husband, and wife sat at the dining table fully dressed, the camera panned round, and seated at the long table was also father, mother, uncle Willoby, and another man they had no idea about, who passed a camera to Willoby (who they later found did most if not all of the filming.) the main film being shot by some sort of fixed camera.
Round the table each person identified themselves, the lady as Anne, her husband as Collin, Father as Silvester, Mother as Cissily and the unknown introduced himself as Eric, and he was here at Collins request, to enjoy Anne and then to watch the branding afterwards, Anne said she, was having her brand done to enforce the feeling for Collin that she was his property and would always return regardless of with who or how often she cuckolded him, Eric being her present stud.
She rose, and Cissily too stood both women facing one another and at a word from father they began to undress one another. By now our Sylvia was openly fingering herself, Tim too had an open fly and though they couldn’t see it, Binky as well, despite being hidden behind the big old projector.
Expensive silk underclothes fell like leaves in an autumn wind, each woman slowly being revealed, the final items the knickers each woman displaying a thick luxurious thatch as was the style at that time. Cissily turned to allow the camera to see the brand burnt deep into her buttock, her mark of ownership. Anne also examined the brand, and though paling just a little she fingered the mark before she took her place bent hand in hand and side by side over the polished table end.
Each man now took a turn very energetically emptying his seed into one or other of the women, the small camera changing hands, as necessary they each had at least one-woman, Eric having both as he was the guest.
The women enjoyed the sex, this was obvious, by the groans and the gasps of climaxes. They regained their composure a little, then stood and were led into the tunnel leading to the now familiar cellar.
It took but seconds to travel down to the dungeon and the film was beautifully cut in some fashion to show their arrival in the cellar where the fire was crackling in the grate. The doctors couch awaited, the by now shaking Anne, climbed up onto the padded top, spread her legs, still dripping seed and settled herself as comfortably as she could, face down, onto the padding.
Cissily strapped the legs down at ankles and thighs, passed straps over the woman`s back then another over her shoulders before securing her wrists. By now the secure woman was whimpering with fear with Cissily calming her as best she could, by whispering comments like she would be OK and that the pain though intense lasted just a few seconds, after which it became just a throb and would soon be cooled by the application of rapid cooling
The men stood at her feet, all except the camera- man who stood so as to watch both her face and her backside from beyond her head. Telling her to watch the camera and capturing every tiny twitch and tear. Cissily took her friends hand, secured as it was, and as the hot iron was taken from the fire, her fingers must have transmitted to the victim the coming of the brand. The woman tensed, then as the hot letter hit her skin began to scream a high unearthly scream that told of intense unbelievable pain, a second passed, the smoke of the burn rising in a blue cloud, as the letter withdrew, Eric poured a small bucket of well-aimed iced water onto the hot scar, and eager hands began to release the woman`s ties, the camera-man swiftly moving to take a shot of the raw burn before the last tie was released and the shaking woman was stood to receive a bathing of antiseptic, and for her wound to be dressed.
The film cut, abruptly, restarting with a shot obviously some-time after, that showed Anne displaying proudly her healed scar, a conjoined pair of the letters C and D, her dainty backside, held steady for the camera by a pair of very male hands snaking around from her front, though who`s was not easy to see. We never learnt if it was Collin, Eric, or some other lucky soul.
The film finished, and grunts from both before and behind the projector suggested perhaps now was not the moment for lights, Sylvia lead Tim to Binky`s side then lead them both to the couches of the bar, each by their respective erection, there to enjoy them both in the heat of the sexual high. She was not disappointed, neither were the two men, a night of severe passion beginning here, and going on with refreshment breaks into the early hours. They all overslept, exhaustion having taken them to deep places. Over breakfast coffee and toast, the talk turned to the films, Binky suggesting that in exchange for the old equipment and a set of copies for himself for his own private collection he would move the lot onto discs, all numbered, and completely ready to use. They happily agreed, offering to buy the necessary equipment from his shop, if he would install it all and occasionally watch them with them. They parted friends, the older man`s car loaded with films, projector and screen.
The next day dawned bright and breezy. It was a Monday and normally she would be off to school, but this was half term, so when her weekday housekeeper, the good Mrs Munby, from the village, arrived at 8 and began to clean as was her routine, Sylvia and she began by cleaning the play-room-to-be and the cinema, neither of which the good lady had ever been in before despite having worked here each week for the last ten years!
The two, part-time contract gardeners; Tony and Mike arrived after dinner, and she asked if they would move some furnishings for her, after they had finished in the veg patch and the roses, which they agreed to do, though decided to do it first, before the started so as not to get mud on the floors. the young gardeners soon making light work of shifting the locked desk, up into the study earning themselves a hansom tip as they were leaving. Tim did some measuring, and began designing and building the bar, being a good hand with tools. A little heat and a lick of paint by the Friday had the room usable. New disco lighting and a stocked bar adding the finishing touches.
Tim despite the work he was doing at home also set off to find his old friend Binky, who hearing of the vintage films came to call on the Saturday after the shop had closed. Together they had dinner, then adjourned to the play room where Tim produced some of the films and asked the photographic mystro for his opinion of each separate-can of which there was about 60 in all, some long some not so long and some cans holding more than one film, which over a beer or three took some time. They were left with two piles, one of a few films that would go again and another larger pile of in need of repair.
Only two were beyond help, they decided to share the cinema with Binky, and he did a bit of fluff removal from the ancient projector, and then threaded the first film, the lowest number available, No19, Tim checked the ledger, and they sat awaiting Binky as the lights lowered, there was a false start, then finally the first film began in the little cinema since the 1960`s.
It was a little jerky but soon settled to a steady picture. Folk in the garden, mother, father, a tall man whom Tim said would be H the merchant banker from tilbury. The tall blond that now appeared was both attractive and busty, the camera naturally zoomed in on the lady and she introduced herself as Zina H, using a chalk board. There being no sound strip on that particular re-recorded film. The next board told folk that she was to be punished and that she knew she deserved the pain. There was a jump in the film to the cellar, the lady now stripping for the camera, and donning cuffs, leather, and a wide belt, buckled into place by her husband, who then kissed her and passed her to father like a slave of old, who in turn lead her, willingly, if a little nervously, to the lift, attached the cuffs, then lifted her to her toe-tips. The board re-appeared, in the hands of mother the chalked script saying 40 lashes.
Something was said into the woman`s ear, but with no sound it was indecipherable after father stepping back and a trial swish or two of his whip the strokes began,
Marks appeared, back legs buttocks, breasts , nothing was safe from the lash of the thongs, each 10 had him break for a second, each stroke showed more distress, on the face of the luckless Zina, and in each break her husband stepped forward and fingered the woman`s pussy, which raised her spirits and her sexual temperature somewhat, until the forth session when he introduced his errection into her wet sex, causing her to climax in just a few sudden strokes, the film went blank, and they thought it was all over when a breast suddenly filled the screen, taking them all by surprise, , a long steel needle appeared and was without adoo thrust into the meat of the breast from below, lifting the soft tissue, till it broke through the skin and determinedly continued its journey through the fantastic breast, a quick shot of the woman`s face, obviously in hideous pain, then a return to the pale skin, just as the probe slowly burst through the thin skin. Her silent lips screaming and tears falling. The screen again went blank. Then, again the screen filled this time with a close up of a woman`s sexual organ, presumably still Zina`s, wet with her juice, the left lip being held tight by a forefinger and a thumb before a needle stabbed at the released lip and pierced the soft tissue. Then that too went blank and the darkened room was suddenly bathed with bright light and the sound of the film slapping against the projector.
Binky soon had the lights on and the projector under control, our three heroes each looking a little flushed as the lights showed their faces.
By mutual agreement the next film was bent on, Tim nipping to the bar and refilling the glasses while there was a pause.
The label said No31, this proved to be not only colour all-be it crude, and more to the point it had sound. Tim read the ledger and gave the ladies name as Danby, Anne Danby wife of Collin the mayor of, [removed by sensor] and she`s was here for her branding, it was dated September 1953.
The scene opened with the husband, and wife sat at the dining table fully dressed, the camera panned round, and seated at the long table was also father, mother, uncle Willoby, and another man they had no idea about, who passed a camera to Willoby (who they later found did most if not all of the filming.) the main film being shot by some sort of fixed camera.
Round the table each person identified themselves, the lady as Anne, her husband as Collin, Father as Silvester, Mother as Cissily and the unknown introduced himself as Eric, and he was here at Collins request, to enjoy Anne and then to watch the branding afterwards, Anne said she, was having her brand done to enforce the feeling for Collin that she was his property and would always return regardless of with who or how often she cuckolded him, Eric being her present stud.
She rose, and Cissily too stood both women facing one another and at a word from father they began to undress one another. By now our Sylvia was openly fingering herself, Tim too had an open fly and though they couldn’t see it, Binky as well, despite being hidden behind the big old projector.
Expensive silk underclothes fell like leaves in an autumn wind, each woman slowly being revealed, the final items the knickers each woman displaying a thick luxurious thatch as was the style at that time. Cissily turned to allow the camera to see the brand burnt deep into her buttock, her mark of ownership. Anne also examined the brand, and though paling just a little she fingered the mark before she took her place bent hand in hand and side by side over the polished table end.
Each man now took a turn very energetically emptying his seed into one or other of the women, the small camera changing hands, as necessary they each had at least one-woman, Eric having both as he was the guest.
The women enjoyed the sex, this was obvious, by the groans and the gasps of climaxes. They regained their composure a little, then stood and were led into the tunnel leading to the now familiar cellar.
It took but seconds to travel down to the dungeon and the film was beautifully cut in some fashion to show their arrival in the cellar where the fire was crackling in the grate. The doctors couch awaited, the by now shaking Anne, climbed up onto the padded top, spread her legs, still dripping seed and settled herself as comfortably as she could, face down, onto the padding.
Cissily strapped the legs down at ankles and thighs, passed straps over the woman`s back then another over her shoulders before securing her wrists. By now the secure woman was whimpering with fear with Cissily calming her as best she could, by whispering comments like she would be OK and that the pain though intense lasted just a few seconds, after which it became just a throb and would soon be cooled by the application of rapid cooling
The men stood at her feet, all except the camera- man who stood so as to watch both her face and her backside from beyond her head. Telling her to watch the camera and capturing every tiny twitch and tear. Cissily took her friends hand, secured as it was, and as the hot iron was taken from the fire, her fingers must have transmitted to the victim the coming of the brand. The woman tensed, then as the hot letter hit her skin began to scream a high unearthly scream that told of intense unbelievable pain, a second passed, the smoke of the burn rising in a blue cloud, as the letter withdrew, Eric poured a small bucket of well-aimed iced water onto the hot scar, and eager hands began to release the woman`s ties, the camera-man swiftly moving to take a shot of the raw burn before the last tie was released and the shaking woman was stood to receive a bathing of antiseptic, and for her wound to be dressed.
The film cut, abruptly, restarting with a shot obviously some-time after, that showed Anne displaying proudly her healed scar, a conjoined pair of the letters C and D, her dainty backside, held steady for the camera by a pair of very male hands snaking around from her front, though who`s was not easy to see. We never learnt if it was Collin, Eric, or some other lucky soul.
The film finished, and grunts from both before and behind the projector suggested perhaps now was not the moment for lights, Sylvia lead Tim to Binky`s side then lead them both to the couches of the bar, each by their respective erection, there to enjoy them both in the heat of the sexual high. She was not disappointed, neither were the two men, a night of severe passion beginning here, and going on with refreshment breaks into the early hours. They all overslept, exhaustion having taken them to deep places. Over breakfast coffee and toast, the talk turned to the films, Binky suggesting that in exchange for the old equipment and a set of copies for himself for his own private collection he would move the lot onto discs, all numbered, and completely ready to use. They happily agreed, offering to buy the necessary equipment from his shop, if he would install it all and occasionally watch them with them. They parted friends, the older man`s car loaded with films, projector and screen.
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