"The Lady Awaits" |
Following on from the 'lady of the manor' and 'dominant maid' themes of this previous piece and post, I am revisiting this old artwork of mine from long ago; one of my earliest, in fact.
Despite the obvious limitations of the software and models I had to work with, I really like how the two ladies - particularly the maid in the foreground - turned out. The maid's uniform is - IMO - very sexy, and her cleavage just as enticing as that of the more detailed models I've used in more recent years!
My thoughts behind this one, as I recall, were simple: 'you' (the viewer) have been summoned to the Lady of the Manor's study for "correction". The smug maid leads the way, clearly enjoying your nervous expression as she opens the study door to reveal Her Ladyship and her hairbrush!
While the maid his clearly pleased with the whole situation, her fiery-haired Mistress in the study looks decidedly unamused and ready to meter out some serious punishment!
Something in the maid's expression reminds me of comments made on my birching piece earlier: that the maid has some sort of 'relationship' with the spankee (here, the viewer) either explicitly as lovers or rivals... or simply that one may have secret feelings (a 'crush' or perhaps disdain?) for the other.
But what about 'you' here, in this point-of-view piece?
Are you a servant at the Manor; a houseboy, a maid, a stable hand or kitchen scullion? Are you about to receive firm chastisement for a job poorly done... an unmade bed, a dusty mantle, an unswept stable... tsk, tsk! Or perhaps it's a simple case of "behavior unacceptable to your position" ("You were doing what with the stable girl?!").
Or maybe you don't 'work' here... maybe you're a visitor to the manor house? Perhaps a relative of the Mistress - a nephew/niece, perhaps? - staying there for the week, and now finding yourself in trouble with your imperious, wealthy Aunt and about to get a taste of hard, noisy hairbrush discipline across her skirted lap?
Whoever 'you' are, here, I suspect that the maid seen here will be secretly remaining just outside that closed study door, smiling as she listens to the sounds of sharp, stinging reports of the wooden-backed brush against tender bare skin, her Mistress' scolding voice, and the pleading, tearful sobs of someone being very soundly spanked indeed.
That is unless, of course, Mistress requests the maid's presence in the study, to help hold you down for your spanking...