"Strike, Adeline, and proceed a little quicker than you did before."
I gave her two slaps with evident irresolution. The chaplain protested.
"It is no longer a chastisement when you strike so leniently. Don't spare your friend or you'll expose her to being flogged with the rod." Angele did not say a word. I set to work and struck harder and harder. It seemed to me that she shivered, her buttocks trembled and she agitated her thighs. 'To my great astonishment, she discharged suddenly at the eleventh slap. How! This commotion to turn to a felicity for her. I could scarcely believe my eyes and by an effort of sympathy, I: thrilled with pleasure. I struck the 'twelfth cuff with surprising violence. Angela was released. She kissed me and went away.
The third culprit was another of the senior pupils, Miss Eva Phillips, condemned to flagellation with the rod for it discussion with her mistress. She was placed like Angela and they handed me the scourge with five lashes. Eva was beautifully made and her skin was of dazzling whiteness. With her extremely coquettish and slender form, her blue eyes of angelic purity she represented the beau ideal of all blondes. Her arse was of a fine shape, less full than those of the mistresses of which I had a glimpse the day before, but nevertheless quite perfect, and again I could not make up my mind to tarnish such a charming body.
I heard the command, my arm rose and sank, the lashes fell blow upon blow, scourging her two buttocks, penetrating to the midst of her thighs and exciting long cries horn the malefactor, who, wriggling from one side to the other, sued for pardon. No, no mercy," cried Miss Juliette. "Strike harder. At Eva's age it is not permitted to commit the fault of quarrelling with one's mistress who only strives to be kind to her pupils. The nearer the day for leaving school approaches, the more she ought to show herself grateful and deferential for the kindness she has met with here."
"I promise never to do it again, ma'am. I ask your pardon, Lucienne."
"Strike, Adeline, till the blood flows."
I struck with all my might; my eyes grew misty. The flesh of this charming arse moved up and down. It thrilled me through. My flesh became flushed and in spite of myself, my free hand contracted on my dress between my thighs; in proportion as I struck, I frigged myself. Nobody seemed to notice it. My temper got the better of me. Eve cried:
"Oh, enough, no more, I beseech you to stop."
Her blood was flowing. The punishment was done. My scarlet face grew pale. Eve's wounded arse was cleaned and dressed; she was released and had to kiss me as proof that she would forget the pain. She then went out and I was called before the Council.
Then Juliette tucked up her clothes and attested my emotion. I was handed from one to another of all these gentlemen who caressed my thighs and buttocks, patted my cheeks and promised me a thousand pleasures, if I would be very docile and discreet. I was very happy. They might have asked me whatever they like. I should have refused nothing. But the seance was not yet over. Every one returned to their places and all the classes entered.
But this is enough for today, my dear; tomorrow for the other details.
Adeline
From the Same to the Same
Opposite to the council, the three classes took their seats; the little ones on the first row of chairs, then the middle class and at last the elder boarders. I observed that some of the pupils wore a red dress with a cross of honour en their breast. Later on I learned that they belonged to the fraternity of Red Girls. They entered into a league with the school, swearing never to marry but with a husband presented by our mistresses and always to assist at the great feasts of the fraternity.
About eleven wore this dress. Everybody desired it. It was only given to the most meritorious, the most intelligent and the most discreet after a certain time of trial and according to certain rules, about which a thousand curious things were whispered. In this assembly of pupils, brought up on such principles, the most profound silence prevailed.
Two young girls of the middle class appeared before the High Counciclass="underline" Marie Rougemont and another by the name of Desiree Brocart. The latter has been surprised in the water closet enjoying solitary pleasures.
Marie appeared dressed in a long white nightgown, hanging down to her feet, and with dishevelled hair. Her hands were tied behind her back. She was placed standing before the Council and the Chaplain said:
"We know of the disgraceful act you have committed and shall not mention it here. Your fault cannot be overlooked. Before we define the punishment we desire to hear what you have to say in your defence." "The blood mounted into my head, I was so excited. I suffered from sleeplessness; different thoughts troubled me the whole day. I feared I should fall ill, if I had not done that which you reproach me with. I am sorry for it and I accept the penance you will inflict upon me. I shall not grumble, but I am afraid I cannot prevent myself from doing it again and I prefer to confess immediately, at the same time beseeching, you to be indulgent in the future.
"For this we condemn you to flagellation with the rod and to be whipped with a switch three days running before you go to bed. You will be separated one: month from your schoolfellows and a fortnight from your great friend."
"Oh I beseech you, do not insolate me for such a long time"
"Besides, we condemn your friends Isabelle to flagellation with the cat-o- nine-tails, which she shall suffer at your side. The judgment is final."
At these words Isabelle Parmentier was introduced in the same attire as Marie. They were placed opposite to one another, tied to a chair; their nightgowns were gathered up and pinned to their shoulders. It fell to my lot to flog Isabelle while Miss Nanette punished Marie.
A fresh bottom offered itself to my contemplation, a nervous one with round, projecting buttocks and a furrow well marked at the top and below where a thicket of black mir appeared.
Isabelle, who by her slender size conveyed the impression of being but a child, presented when thus Seen limbs of no common vigour, her well developed calves attracted notice to the beautiful legs and blameless magnificent slops to her loins, while her exquisite shoulders and the projection of her night gown betrayed firm and bold breasts.
As I became more experienced, I began to enjoy the flogging. However, pretty it might be, Isabelle's arse received as well as Eva's, plenty of cuts with the scourge. She did not cry, but started now and then, in contrast to Marie who screamed loudly at each lash of the switch. Immediately after this execution, Desiree Brocard entered, dressed like her two predecessors. She carried a chamber pot in her hand. The sight was so droll that whole assembly burst out laughing which produced a blush on her cheeks.
They made her sit down on the sofa and the chamber pot was placed on the stool beside her. Miss Nanette put a looking glass into the vessel. Then the Chaplain said:
"My dear child, Filthiness is a very nice thing, but there arc places more convenient for appreciating the charms and sweetness of it than that in which you took refuge. As your fault is positively personal, it does not entail other consequences upon your great friend, that of being obliged to flog you herself. Your punishment will be more moral than effective. This charming recipient shall be put on your head and you will receive twelve slaps from Diana de Verson's pretty hands. For eight days you will take your meals at the end of the table, and this little furniture will be placed beside your dishes to remind you of the place you amuse yourself. After your flagellation you shall take a walk through the three classes, your pot in your hands and you must bring it back, whether it is full or not, to clean it with the looking glass. The hilarity became general even among the members of the Council and Desiree blushed, quite beside herself with shame and bashfulness. The pot was put on her head and her friend Diana slapped her, crying: