"Pig, you want to put your nasty rank smelling stick into my body-a fine, a modest idea! How dare you suggest such a thing to a lady! You would be at the tricks with me you practised with Miss Maud!"
She continued all the while exciting me to distraction.
"Oh, Elise! Elise! I know I have done very wrong; but forgive me, have some kindness for me!"
"Some kindness for you! What will that thing do when it is inside me?"
"Oh! You know."
"Yes, I do know. It will wet me, it will pollute me. Why should I have its nasty-injection-in my body?" kissing my lips and inserting her tongue.
"Then, why excite me so?"
"Excite you! Because I choose to. Tiens! I had to say the shameful word, so shall you."
"Now, Miss Elise. I do beg and pray of you."
As she moved her head she suddenly burst out: "Damn and blast this accursed tape-"
"Ah! Miss Elise, you are throttling me!"
Half reclining upon me she inserted one arm down my back between my arms which were bound together. The other hand she placed in front of me. I spasmodically contracted all my muscles in a supreme effort at fortitude.
Not one minute had passed, during which Elise's hands, which had suddenly seemed to become much stronger, were hard at work in back and front, before I cried: "Yes, yes, yes."
"Now ask," said Elise, abating the punishment.
"Please, Miss Elise, do let me-"
"Say the word."
"F-fu-fuck you. Please, Miss Elise, do let me fuck you."
She moved lasciviously.
"Do you want to, very much? Must you now-an hour hence, will that do?"
"Now, now," replied I, catching fire from her. "Now, let me, oh, pray let me fuck you."
She placed her lips to mine and rolled over on to the top of me. She clasped my shoulders with her arms, my body with her legs. One hand she put underneath me behind. She inserted him into her terrible engine. I feared he would be sucked off. He was inside her up to the hilt.
As she moved up and down, I felt myself becoming Elise. Her soft breasts, her body and legs, gave me much pleasure by their contact. The confinement of our heads was very irksome.
I forgot who she was individually. I recollected only that she was a woman.
The deed was done.
I lay happy and reconciled in her arms until the morning.
CHAPTER 5
It was a long time after that I heard what had become of Maud.
In the first place for six weeks she was degraded to the rank of a scullery maid. All her own clothes were taken away and locked up. She was dressed in the short frocks and the coarse and common underclothing of a rude little village maiden. She was not permitted-great girl of twenty though she was-to wear drawers. In these short garments she was compelled to wash and scrub floors, dust the staircase, mount steps, and clean windows and pictures.
For the first ten days she was whipped, birched, three times each day. For rebellion or slovenliness she received smacks with the tawse, the fringed edge of which she hated and dreaded more than the birch.
She was sometimes dressed in a very short chemise; hung by the wrists to a bedpost, her feet only just touching the ground; or made to stand in the stocks in a stiff backboard, the collar of which was raised extravagantly high for long periods.
She was, at other times, fastened naked across the bed, well whipped, and left so for several hours. Every Tuesday and Friday she had to wear, during the morning, a nettle petticoat, and in the afternoon bunches of nettles were hung underneath her clothes.
Sometimes she was kept quite naked for several days so that she had the utmost humiliation to go through, and, in addition, she was repeatedly whipped in front.
It was many years later when I learned all this from Maud's own lips in Beatrice's presence; and her punishment proved to be a very efficient mortification of whatever pruriency she possessed.
This parenthetical notice of her fate seems to be needed here; her own description of her discipline must be referred to for an adequate idea of her punishment and of its subjective results.
CHAPTER 6
I fell asleep under Elise. We managed somehow to sleep and to breathe.
Mademoiselle awoke me by unfastening the bag, shaking Elise, and bidding her get up.
What a relief to be freed from the oppression and load of the feather bed and eiderdown under which we had sweated and fumed all night!
How my arms ached!
Mademoiselle unfastened them, covered me up, and bade me sleep.
The thought crossed my mind, that possibly I might be admitted to her bed. A moment's reflection convinced me of the more than groundlessness of this aspiration. Such a fastidious creature as Mademoiselle would not allow me to touch her after the night I had passed.
A feeling of horror and despair came over me when I reflected she would henceforth hate me-be disgusted with me.
And I looked at the woman who stood naked for a moment at the bedside, with whom I had been in such close contact all night, who had been impregnated with my very essence.
Elise wrapped something about her and left the room.
Mademoiselle covered me up. Freed from the restraints I had suffered so long, I slept soundly and happily.
I hardly knew Maud when, three hours later, she was brought into the room. I had a bath and some breakfast and my hands having been again tied behind me, I was sent naked into Mademoiselle's room.
Maud looked as though she had been crying. Her hair, instead of being rolled coquettishly upon her head, was done into two long plaits at the back. She wore a common print cotton frock which came only to her knees. Her stockings were of white, coarse, unbleached thread; her shoes heavy and clumsy. She looked thoroughly humiliated and punished.
Mademoiselle spoke as rudely and roughly to her as to the lowest servant. Her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows and her hands were red. In the middle of the floor was my old acquaintance the oak bench.
"You are to birch this young gentleman soundly. He has been misbehaving himself."
She answered falteringly, "Yes'm."
She had evidently already had a schooling.
I thought as I was being strapped down of the haughty, faultless, proud Maud. Could this be she? I knew she would not spare me for having seen her humiliated in that manner. My surmise was right. A green birch, which had been soaked in Mademoiselle's urine, was put into her hand, and she gave me three dozen sound strokes.
She was then dismissed.
Mademoiselle seated herself and, opening a book, pretended to read.
Church time came. Maud had to wash up the breakfast things and peel the potatoes for the day's use. I was locked up in the bedroom, to learn the Epistle, Gospel, and Collect for the day, Mademoiselle informing me that I should have no dinner unless I could say them perfectly.
That night when I was put to bed, my hands were strapped to my sides and a bunch of thistles was placed before and behind me, kept into position by a lady's towel between my legs. I could only lie upon one side or the other. Consequently, if I moved on to my face or on to my back I was unmercifully pinched.
The next morning Beatrice birched me with less severity than Maud had used.
Dear Beatrice, I fell in love with her again as soon as I saw her maidenly little figure. I hoped some day to belong to her.
On Tuesday I was flogged by Agnes. I think I felt my nakedness most before her. In fact I was quite ashamed. Beatrice looked at me with her calm gaze, unmoved, but glancing demurely as if she saw nothing extraordinary, nothing unusual in a naked body.
Agnes blushed, looked conscious, simpered, cast her eyes down, and was greatly confused. Her breath came and went so quickly that Mademoiselle told her she should herself be whipped there and then unless she behaved.