The Vicar's girl

'About, about my sister, yes', Reggie stumbled and rather wished he had not come.

'Vanessa, is it not?' the Vicar asked as if all about him were a distant memory. Puffing on his cigar and leaning forward in the most confidential manner, he murmured, 'We may speak frankly? Man to man? As a learned man yourself, I am sure you treasure directness of speech rather than evasions. She was-and I tell you this in all confidence, dear boy-in heat. She was in such a state of undress as would have beguiled a saint. I saw naught for it but to cool her ardour as one must with many young ladies-to wit, by smacking her bottom. Oh, I do not deny it. The tawse is mine, or rather is your sister's now, for I left it with her. And to what purpose, eh?'

'I say! I really don't know', blurted Reggie who had never heard the like of such a conversation.

'Consider, Reggie, that she is a spinster, and a remarkable figure of one, I must say. Such females deny themselves that of which they are most in need. I have known them to open their legs and rub themselves against bedroom doors in their secret frenzies'.

'Have you?' asked his listener in astonishment.

'You found her unclothed-without her drawers on?' came the countering question during which the Vicar's gaze so piercingly encountered Reggie's that the latter blushed. A hand was laid as if comfortingly upon his shoulder. For a moment Reggie felt exceedingly small.

'Were I to say more, dear boy, you might take great offence, though I find myself having to advise many in such matters', the Vicar sighed heavily and sent another bloom of smoke into the air.

Floundering for something to say, but in all the circumstances finding little to doubt in the speaker's words, Reggie muttered, 'Yes, I suppose', and took another hasty swallow.-'I suppose she was jolly embarassed', he added for want of anything else to say and feeling thereby that he had at least put up some defence on his sister's part.

Again the heavy voice fell about his ears.

'What is important, Reggie, is that she acceded to her punishment, brief as I caused it to be. Your maid offered no complaint to you of any distress on the part of her Mistress?'

'Oh no, none', Reggie responded truthfully, and that giving him something more to chew upon, for it was quite remarkable if Vanessa had her gorgeous bottom smacked and scarce a sound heard.

'The truth, you see-the ultimate truth with all females- is that they know what they need but will never confess it. Being dealt with in a manner that one might call parental- stem at the very least-they succumb. Their bottoms are dutifully though often rebelliously offered. The hand or the strap burns and stirs them. Their hips churn, their titties harden. Did you observe her nipples and, mayhap, the excited state in which they remained?'

'I-er-yes', Reggie responded all too hastily and then regretted the confession.

There are conclusions to be drawn therefrom, albeit only in the deepest confidence that now exists between us and which I swear will never stray beyond these walls. Do I have need to say what they are?'

'That… that she will require more of-er…'

'Precisely, dear boy, precisely, for she has reached that height of tempestuous desire that may be quelled only by the most manly applications of two weapons-the one artificial, such as this leather instrument, and the other which is natural to our beings. I refer, bluntly-since I must-to the cock. Has she not been put to it? It is a dire sin to leave a full-hipped woman thus. Unless, of course, you wish to have these daily upheavals and alarms?'

'I do not know. That is to say, I am not sure', stammered Reggie whose ears burned as much as did his mind at such frank talk.

'Better that I should have come straight to the point than to have fenced around. It is the removal to a new house which sets them going, doncherknow. New rooms, new beds, desires arising. There have been many such hereabouts in these past years-daughters, sisters and young wives, and all must needs be attended to. Regular juicings are what they need-regular juicings. Such as are unmarried, and even some whose husbands do not do their duty regularly, must have their due. Some show great promise upon being tawsed and having their cunnies or their bottoms plugged. What an advantage you do have, old chap, at St. Hilda's, have you not?'

The question at first jolted Reggie who gave a rather blurred impression of not having thought about it, though indeed he had.

'There are some among them who will come to me for various-er-preparations. Of such I will advise you, of course, and again in the strictest confidence. If one does not do one's duty to them, others will, y'know', the Vicar said.

'Yes', said Reggie, rather open-mouthed, adding with a lopsided grin, 'And some are jolly attractive, I must say'.

'It is good to hear you say so. I frequently need a male confidant in such matters-one whom I can thoroughly trust, eh what? The very girl you saw departing just now has her cunny and her bottom both tickled up a little. She is coy, is wriggly, but on the whole is quiet and will behave herself, I am sure, when you bury your penis in and sperm her joyfully'.

'I?' answered Reggie in apparent astonishment.

'Would such not be the purpose of our partnership? She is due to come here again on-let me see-ah yes, Thursday evening. It occurs to me that were you to be here, you might well wish to test the tightness of her bottom cheeks, or mount her otherwise between her thighs'. 'My gosh, but will there not be a fuss about such?'

'A fuss? Goodness me, no. There is much to be said for the reverential and quiet air of a vicarage, old chap. They arrive here duly meek, and have been told to come. If they are to squall a little, better that they should do so here and not elsewhere. They will be quieter in their own beds then, when they are duly saddled, will they not? Come, let us drink to the happy thought'.

Refilling Reggie's glass, the Vicar then strode to the door and opening it called for Maude who entered apronless, for she was just about to depart to visit her young married daughter.

'Mr. Markham will be joining us in a certain capacity occasionally, Maude. Young Sally is coming again on Thursday, is she not? I suggest you accord Mr. Markham the tuitional bedroom. He will receive the girl after I have warmed her bottom up a bit and will anoint her accordingly.'

'Why, sir, yes, sir, that will be nice. I am sure she's going to enjoy it the first time, and with such a nice young gentleman. If you needs it, sir, I'll hold her, but mostly it ain't necessary', added Maude helpfully to Reggie, who, half-risen from his chair, sank back again in dumb astonishment.

'Thank you, Maude, I know you will always do your duty. Your daughter now-is she faring as well as she should?'

'Well, sir, between you and me and these four walls…'

'My dear, you need say no more. What a pity that such agile hips as hers should go to waste-but then of course they must not. A mere twenty, Reggie, and a perfect pearl of a girl. Perhaps Friday, Maude?'

'Yes, sir, and I'll have her come'.

'I'll be the one to do that, Maude, and so perhaps will our Mr. Markham.'

'Oh, sir, you are one!' giggled Maude and then, receiving a pat on her ample bottom from her fond employer, departed while giving Reggie a quite flirtatious look.

'My goodness!' the latter ejaculated as the door closed.

'A fine woman-an understanding one', the Vicar averred as though the conversation had been a perfectly proper one. 'Thursday, then', he went on, extending his hand to Reggie who by then was so utterly convinced of all that he felt he had entered an entirely new world. Tapping out the ash from his half-smoked cigar, he gazed beyond the Vicar and asked with all the vagueness that he could contrive, 'And as to the problem of Vanessa?'

'The very fact that we are now agreed upon matters precludes any further problem. Pray return the tawse to her room, though you need to say nothing to her on the matter. She will know well enough what the renewed sight of it means, for I have promised-and I make no bones about it-that I will attend on her again tomorrow. You will find her bottom even hotter than before, and of course I shall have attended to her otherwise. She will be flushed and abed, I believe, on your return. Have no nonsense from her. Draw such confessions from her as you wish and then give her a good pumping'.