She accomplished her ablutions in the cabinet before returning to her room, and as she opened the door to get out, she found herself face to face with Paul, who, with a candle in his hand was about to retire and enter. Being a quick-witted girl, she did not give him time to recover from his surprise, but blew out the light and whispered:
"Are you very much pressed?"
"No, I could not sleep and made a pretext of it to get out of bed." "If so, come with me to my room. Mama is asleep and will not suspect. "
The carpet deadened the noise of their footsteps. She made him strip stark naked as she had done herself, laid him on the floor and squatted over him so as to please him. Then she gradually stretched herself and the two innocents gradually discovered the delectable attitude of 69.
Adeline's bottom still retained the aromatic savour of the priest's discharge and this excited Paul very much, so that his prick increased in size and assumed quite formidable proportions. At the sight of that the girl interrupted her sucking, approached her lips to Paul, and said:
"Bury it in my bum hole and you will be very happy."
Ignorant as he was of the thing he was about to do, through her excellent advice, he slipped his prick into the furrow from which it easily arrived at her bum hole. Being still hot after the priest's assault, it still burned with satisfaction at this new visit; it was easy for the girl to support Paul's attack.
They kneaded one another's flesh with their fists, exchanging hot and loving kisses over her shoulder. They did not prolong their pleasure, for the little Paul soon lost his virginity in his sister's bottom hole. He discharged abruptly and it was only with great difficulty that he suffocated a loud cry of pleasure as he spent.
Content with her night's work, Adeline overwhelmed him with caresses and recommended he go to sleep if he ever wanted to come again.
Those who have tasted the fruit of love once want it again and again, Paul longed for it and Adeline never refused to gratify his desires. Under the thousands of circumstances which occur in daily life, they found a pretext for pleasure.
At last they found a little nook in the garret where there were some mattresses in a corner. They agreed to meet there from time to time after school hours, going up stairs one after the other to avoid suspicion.
This went off pretty well, once, twice, but the third time Mrs. Mirzan had seen her daughter climb the stairs in a mysterious manner and. she was astonished to see Paul soon follow his sister, observing caution. Their mother was puzzled a moment and wondered what she would do. Guided by a strong presentiment, she went upstairs and found that the children had shut themselves in the nook; she looked through the keyhole and was greatly disconcerted when she saw Adeline lying on her back, her clothes well tucked up and Paul passionately licking her little cunt.
Overwhelmed by this sight, Mrs. Mirzan had but one thought, to call her husband. Before she had explained herself, he understood that something serious had happened. He followed her, and both arrived in the garret as Master Paul, his prick in the air, was going to place himself in the attitude of 69 with his pretty little sister.
Their father's fury was terrible. He broke a stick on the back of the two culprits, stormed, abused and lectured them. The priest observed the greatest reserve during this period. He constantly trembled that the tempest should reach him also.
One mother consulting the priest about Adeline, he advised her to the Misses Gerund's boarding school in Paris which was especially known for restraining precocious passions in children. There was fortunately a vacancy in their boarding school, since Misses Geroud received only a limited number of young ladies and little girls. At first it gave her a pang to be away from home, but she soon got accustomed to her new surroundings.
Adeline to Paul
I keep my promise, my dear, to write you all my thoughts as well as my adventures I have cried a good deal over your departure and also when they led me away. The Abbot has not been kind although, I confess, it was he who received me in his room and taught me all tile pretty things I know now. But he did not intervene for me. However, he recommended this boarding house, and for that I am obliged to him.
After the first words spoken by Miss Juliet Geroud when we were alone, I understood that our parents had a very happy idea when they sent me here.
"Miss Adeline," she said, "we are not ignorant of the cause to which we are indebted for the pleasure of counting you among our pupils. Our system of education differs in an important degree from that which is carried out everywhere else, and if you will be reasonable, I have the hope that you will enjoy your sojourn at our establishment. Generally the pupils who have entered here have committed faults like yours. We correct them in the eyes of the world by a quite benevolent proceeding. But we demand absolute silence as to the management of our school. Will you be discreet, and we will then affect a reconciliation with your family."
I must tell you that Miss Juliette is a handsome woman of, thirty, a charming brunette with a delicate complexion and that she does not at all remind one of the ogress I had imagined.
"You are intelligent,' she continued. "Your good conduct will reward us for all we shall do for you. The system of punishment employed in our house (which is prohibited in France is flagellation of different
degrees, according to the nature of the fault. It is for you not to deserve it. To accustom the fresh pupils to this idea, the last arrival has charge of applying it at each week's tribunal. By your age and knowledge, you belong in the middle class. We unite the classes by an affectionate link by which the pupils always benefit. I shall introduce you to Miss Angele of the first class who will be your great friend. Each senior pupil is thus attached to one of the middle class and takes in addition into her care one of the junior class." Miss Juliette opened the door and I saw Miss Angele, a fair golden-haired girl of seventeen, very pretty and coquettish, smiling; she embraced me tenderly and said:
"Come, my dear, and get acquainted with your future friends and mistress."
There was no end to my astonishment. My mistress, Miss Blanche Delorme, a charming red-haired girl of twenty, received me in the most amiable manner and pulling my ear, said: "My darling, I only wish to be content with your work, and you will not have to complain of me. I have been Angele's great friend when she belonged to the middle class and I have been so happy about my education."
"Angele introduced me to all her friends, including the little Elizabeth, to whom I was to be the little sister. All received me kindly. Among them was a Miss Mannette Courtelin, a brunette of twenty-two with fiery eyes and a devilish manner; Miss Lucienne de Herbollien, mistress of the first class, a sentimental blonde of twenty-four, an ideal creature to devour with caresses. I foresaw happiness and revelled in joy. In my next letter you shall have an account of my alliances and adventures.
Adeline."
From Same to Same
Here I am, Dear Paul, introduced into real boarding school life, and at present I know a great many things of which I was ignorant before. I shall not conceal them from you.
The second night at the pension, half and hour before dinnertime, I saw my friend Angele enter and whisper to my mistress, Miss Blanche, who was reading. She called me.
"I want you to keep her company," she said. "You may follow Angeline." I perceived that the eyes of my little companion were beaming with mischief as I went away with her. We went to Angele's room, pretty and well furnished. She invited me to sit down on her bed beside her and looked at me with such tender expression in her eyes that I sighed and threw my arms about her neck. She emitted a sweet perfume which charmed me and what without having a clear understanding of what I did, I pressed my lips to hers. "Tell me," she said, "did you allow yourself to be surprised while amusing yourself at home?"
"Yes," I replied, "and you?"
"I, too, was found out but it was long ago. I was eleven years old, much younger than you and I entered the lower class when I came here."
"With whom did you amuse yourself?"
"With my cousin, Helene," replied Angeline.
"But can girls amuse themselves with one another?"
"Oh, yes, and pretty well, too, I can assure you." She kept me clasped to her bosom and I felt my heart throbbing. Then she slipped her hands under my petticoats to the opening of my drawers. I did not resist. A crowd or desire dinned my ears. She raised my shift and frigged me in a delightful manner while our lips were glued to one another.
During all these delightful diversions, I forgot to reflect on the danger of being surprised a second time.
"You are hot natured," she said. "You'll get many friends in school" she smiled, withdrew her hands from my thighs, tucked up her skirts and thus exposed a little tuft of hair to my admiring eyes, besides a coquettish wanton slit, craving for a kiss; she showed me the fairness of her belly and putting her finger on her navel, said:
"Kiss me there."
I obeyed, my head all on fire. I applied a big kiss on the pretty mark. The sight of her thighs fascinated me. I bent over her, inhaling the effluvia of her body. She caressed my hair with her fingers while my face was glued to her silken skin. My cheeks became hot and red with intoxicating emotion. I felt her draw backwards as my tongue happened to touch her slit. She started and said:
"Go on a little quicker that we may have time to spend."
I understood and licked, licked with a frantic passion believing myself transferred to heaven. She wriggled her arse while I fondled with my hands, and all of a sudden she moistened my whole face. She spent, twisting herself as in a cramp and I did the same.
She arose quickly ran to her dressing table and we were just washing ourselves when the bell rang for dinner.
"My darling," said Angeline, "You have just received the baptism of love and you are now my little friend. Do not wonder at anything. Submit with docility to the punishments. Speak to nobody of the scenes you witness, and you will consider this establishment a real Olympus on earth. "
We went downstairs and each took our seats at the table. The four mistresses dined with their pupils. Miss Blanche who was already at her place, smiled and asked me:
"Have you repeated your lessons before your great friend?"
"She has given me one which I shall never forget." My answer pleased her, and looking at me with very bright eyes, she said:
"You are a clever girl; try to prove so in everything."
I sat down and my neighbor to the right, Marie Rougemont, a curly haired brunette of fourteen who has her bed beside mine in the dormitory, helped me to some soup, saying:
"Did you know what Angeline confided to you?" Guessing that the same friendly bond united all the pupils of the middle class to those of the first one, I answered:
"Who is your great friend?"
"Isabelle Parmenties, the best pianist in the school, the little auburn thing sitting next to Mrs. Lucienne."
"What a dear little wench."
"Yes, but a wench with strong nerves; she is sixteen years old and not afraid of remonstrating against all the seniors; she is a perfect devil"
After dinner, which is served at half past seven, we have a semi-recreation in the drawing room till half past eight; the senior boarders read or occupied with some fancy work, which they continue after bedtime. The clock always strikes half past eight too soon, but as sleep is close to our heels, we go to bed without much regret. We, the boarders of the middle class, sleep in two rooms of seven beds each.
Miss Blanche has her room beside our dormitory and she leaves her door open all night. Two lanterns light the room.
We have to undress in silence, while our mistresses walk too and fro, inspecting the different particulars of our toilet. We undress behind the curtains, which are raised towards the foot of the bed and form a little room or chamberette, as they say in French. The mistress gives us the signal to turn into' bed by clapping her hands, and after a few minutes, returns at last to her own room.
That night she had scarcely left us, when my curtains moved and I caught sight of the head of Marie Rougemont, who with a finger on her lips signed to me not to speak or make a noise.
I did not move, and awaited the adventure, which I knew must be coming. Marie advanced cautiously, entered into the free space between the curtain and my bed, stooping down, inspected the dormitory to see if she risked being surprised. Miss Blanche's room was opposite to my bedstead.
She looked toward this room and having heard the rustling noise of the mistress turning in bed, she approached, kissed my lips, and said:
"Turn and show me your bottom. I should like to lick it. I have a great liking that way, and you must have a pretty one, since men used to amuse themselves with it."
Our legend increased. It was no longer one man, but they attributed to me, men. I never thought of rectifying her mistake, my mind was all occupied on the luscious pleasure; turned according to her wish, raised my sheet and nightgown and presented her with my already boiling buttocks.
Oh, what skill, my dear! You cannot imagine how artfully she proceeded. She did not tell me a lie when she said she loved bums.
She began by framing it with her arms, applying sometimes one, sometimes the other cheek on each buttock; she then pinched her nose by gradually opening and stretching the furrow with her finger; she tried to penetrate as deep as possible, just as you did the first time, then she stopped, rose an tip-toe, and caressed it with the tip of her firm bubbies; at last she kissed it tenderly and then licked the whole furrow, sighing and trembling more and more violently. In her felicity she forgot to be prudent.
The bed creaked under our voluptuous movements and all of a sudden the shell burst, the curtains opened and Miss Blanch appeared. Without saying a word, she put her hand on Marie's shoulders and then whispered in a low voice:
"This is very naughty, Marie; you might awaken your companions and cause them to commit the same folly. You are culpable doubly, because you have addressed yourself to a fresh pupil, who does not know the rules. Dress and follow me to the room of correction! Tomorrow›y you will have to appear before Miss Fanny. You, Adeline, ought to have repelled your neighbor's propositions. You have-not done so and deserve a correction. For this once you will sustain the simple flogging without appearing before the tribunal. Tomorrow you will have to accompany me to the headmistress.
I was terrified. Marie dressed without making a single protestation and went away with Miss Blanche. I turned from one side to another for a long while. Exhaustion however, at last got the best of me and I fell asleep. Next time I will tell you of my further experience.
From the Same to the Same
When I awoke the next morning at six o' clock, I was in a mortal fright. As soon as prayers were over, Miss Blanche conducted me to a large place. Miss Fanny was sitting before a small table. She wore a black silk dress which was exceedingly becoming and set off her fair beauty.
She was as pretty as her sister, without taking away any of the austerity of her aspect.
Miss Nanette Courtelin stood before the table in the middle of the room; on a sofa perceived Marie. I was invited to sit down beside her on another sofa.
Blanch approached Miss Fanny, with whom she exchanged a few words and then took her place beside Miss Nanette. Our principal delivered the following address.
"Your fault, Marie, is greater than Adeline's. It comes within the jurisdiction of the Tribunal and you will have _to render account for it tomorrow. But being culpable at the same time as Adeline, you will have to assist at her punishment, in order that you may both keep it in mind. You, Adeline, are not ignorant of the kind of fault you have committed by not opposing resistance to your neighbor's solicitations. It is the more grave, because you risked disturbing the sleep of your companions. As we have nothing else to reproach you with, you shall come off this once with some good slaps on your posteriors, inflicted here before the restricted committee. If you commit the same fault a second time, you will be flogged with the rod in the presence of the three united classes and the high ad ministerial council. I need not dwell upon how painful this punishment would be to your self-respect. Thank your mistress for the moderation she has shown in regard to your fault and promise not to begin again. I was greatly moved, promised what she asked and did not refuse to kiss Miss Blanche.
Miss Nanette was in charge with the execution of the chastisement.
A Prie Dieu chair was advanced, I knelt on the rather high stool, my arms and legs were tied, Miss Fanny turned my petticoats over my back, and as they had me take off my drawers, my stark naked bum appeared in all its plumpness.
All these preparations were very important and impressive. I blushed to the roots of my hair and a sense of shame paralysed my brain. I dared not look at anybody. All of a sudden a terrible cuff fell on my buttocks. I set up a cry. My arse trembled under the vibrating agitation of her hand, but she did not stop at that. She gave me three, four, five, ten, twelve slaps, striking as hard as she could. I was half mad with excitement. I screamed. I implored their pardon. Everything whirled about me. It seemed as if my flesh was torn asunder and I had no doubt but that my poor arse would be injured forever.
The chastisement was over. Miss Fanny was standing before me, to the left I perceived Miss Nanette and to the right Miss Blanche.
At a sign of Miss Fanny, Marie Rougemont arose and threw herself down behind me. Then our form-mistress said: "The punishment of this dear treasure is attributable to you, Marie kiss it please and soothe the pain it suffers." Was it possible? After the chastisement, the reason that had occasioned it was authorized. My tears were dried as if by magic. Marie caressed me gently. By and by I recovered my senses and distinguished near to us Miss Blanche squatting on the ground between the thighs of Miss Fanny, whose clothes were tucked up. She was kissing her as you did me.
Then Miss Nanette gathered up her skirts on her arms, approached the two women and showed them her legs and her stark naked arse and Miss Fanny caressed it with her hand, while Miss Blanche from time to time turned and licked the bottom.
Marie's endearments made me go into ecstasies forgetting the suffering through which I had passed. I was not long in spending. On discharging Marie gave me a more hearty kiss than before and then interrupted her caresses. She approached the three women who, arrayed in a row, offered her their posteriors, which she licked one after the other. Attached to the chair, I thought I was enjoying a charming dream. I admired the three female fundaments capable of inspiring the most violent desires, my sighs became more and more frequent. I got agitated and cursed the hands that tied me.
Miss Blanche understood my feelings. She called in mind my situation and kindly came to release me.
She pointed at Marie who sat upon her heels behind the buttocks of Miss Fanny and Miss Nanette, caressing them in equal proportions. She, tucked up her clothes and presented me her own. Oh, dear Paul, I understood at this moment, the pleasure you and Abbe felt when you devoured my arse with your burning kisses. Blanche's bum, plump, round with a well-marked furrow between the buttocks and a downy beard below, was exposed to my enchanted eyes in all its whiteness.
She bent forward to allow me to admire all its sweet contours and I kissed with emotion the fleshy parts, while I directed my hands between her thighs to her pretty little cunt which appeared between the hair.
She rounded her arse more and more; the furrow reflected a thousand glowing fires; one of my fingers found its way into it, then my nose and at length my lips and tongue. What bliss! I was beside myself with joy, when all of a sudden it was taken from me. I hadn't however, even the time to complain when the arse of Nanette drew up before my enraptured eyes.
Oh what a gait it had. It was not so big as that of Blanche, but one would think it had a soul, so much did it humour the passions. It was elegant, of a perfect oval shape, firm and hard, full of nerves and muscles and she changed the furrow between the buttocks with wonderful dexterity.
What a heavenly game, what a charming solution of the pain. I was favoured with Fanny's toe, at the same time as that of Marie's.
The latter lay down on all fours and our great principal place herself upon her, but a little more forward. I had to divide my caresses between these two jewels. Fanny's arse was much fuller of a more perfect than that of Marie and yet hers was not without grace and beauty. Protected by our Principal's splendid bum, the biggest of those viewed in the hall, it seemed to affect timidity and modesty, and it claimed as well as the big one the contact of my eager lips.
But how is it possible to describe Fanny's royal beauty?
Oh, dear Paul, you would have wallowed upon it in perfect bliss. I asked myself how she, who has such well-shaped limbs and such a delicate form, could have such a big arse. Exposed in this manner it dominated her whole body; its furrow was deep, well marked and rosy, and was big enough to engulf the whole affair the Abbe.
When she was standing it assumed natural limits. When on all fours, it increased in size so that I grew mad about it.
Returning from time to time to my little friend below, I clung to it with my hands, mouth and tongue. She leaped with it, discharging already and murmuring:
"My little Adeline, you will become one of our best pupils. We shall all be fond of you and you shall like our school. Give me the slaps dear, which Nanette gave you."
I dared not. I kissed and licked. Nanette pushed my head against Fanny's arse, saying:
"Why thrash on, little one, she wants you to do it, and you will procure her great sensual pleasure by doing it."
While I set to work, striking one blow after another on her pretty arse, which responded to each cuff by a shivering down the furrow, Nanette took Blanche astride on her knees, gluing her lips to the other; their hands got under their petticoats and they frigged one another furiously, rubbing their bellies together.
At a certain moment, Fanny squeezed Marie's arse between her thighs, heaved, and then fell down, suddenly discharging the latter under the weight of her body, while she discharged her liquor of lust.
I was riveted to the spot with bliss and my tongue remained between her buttocks.
Is it not wonderful, my dear, that I have come so well off?
Adeline
From the Same to the Same
The last thing of which I told, Paul, was the rapture that took possession of my whole body, when I lay in ecstasy behind Fanny's bum.
By and by we composed ourselves, a curtain was drawn aside, a charming dressing room appeared and we entered to clean ourselves.
Miss Fanny embraced us all and retired. Just as I thought the seance must be over, Miss Blanche asked me to accompany her to her room. Nanette led away Marie.
When we arrived at her room, Blanche gave me permission to call her by her Christian name except when in school. She made me strip stark naked and she did the same. We turned into bed and she took me into her arms, clasping my buttocks with both hands. I took hold of hers in the same way. She offered me her lips, which I hastened to kiss and suck. Her most charming bubbies were pressed to my bosom; her belly was glued to mine, it was an endless ecstasy, in which we lay without stirring, pressed against one another as if to mix our flesh together; inhaling one another's breathing in an uninterrupted series of kissing, sucking and tonguings.
Our hands only left our buttocks to wander over each other's bodies or to permit our arms to hug one another closer.
To obtain such and end of the punishment I was ready to commit the same fault every night.
Blanche guessed as much and said:
"My dear Adeline, in spite of all our present happiness, you must not sin again. To be worthy of the luscious delight I give you and which you will obtain in this school according to the progress you make-it is necessary to take care of your health and not to compromise your companions. By exposing yourself to illness, you expose yourself and your mistresses to a misfortune which you afterwards will regret. We might have treated you severely, but we have not done so in order to prove that your sensual desires will be gratified when the hour is come, but on one condition that you do not violate the wise rules which maintain peace and friendship between pupils. If we did not prohibit nightly encounters, not one of the boarders would sleep. Now you know our indulgences with regard to pleasure, don't abuse it. Can we reckon on your obedience?"
"Oh, yes, my dear mistress."
"We know that you have excellent health and we shall help you retain your strength by a hygiene prescribed by one of our physicians. Convinced of our zeal and our good intentions, we shall not grudge you the occasion of pleasure. Beware of adventures with capricious schoolfellows. I confide it to you here. A mere trifle will inform us of the fault and it will be stopped at once. Next time we shall be merciless." We never ceased kissing one another while we frigged our cunts and Blanche soon fell into a passion. Jumping out of bed she opened a drawer.
"Look," she said. "Put this round your waist and I'll teach you how to be my little lover."
"Oh," I said, "I know how that is done. It is put into the bum hole." "You have had it in there," she said and burst out laughing.
"Yes," replied I.
"Poor little thing, how you must have suffered."
"No, it was very nice."
"Really, we will try that another day. At present it is not the bum hole you'll have to put it between the thighs."
"Will it enter three?"
"Come quick upon me, my darling? Move at the same time. This toy is called a dildoe and it serves as a substitute for a man. You have poured such a fire into my veins that I must have a good fuck at once."
Such things are not hard to learn! Blanche had put the tip of her instrument in her cunt. She wriggled in the maddest manner and I imitated her as best I could. The rather big instrument disappeared into her body. We were locked in each other's arms, we shivered in turns she devoured me with kisses, which I returned with passion. A penetrating fire burned my spinal cord and we discharged at the same time and our spendings mixed together in our hair.
"You promise to be very good," she said, when we were dressing.
"I swear it."
"I trust your word and now you shall not repent of it."
Afterwards we returned to our class. Everything went as if nothing had happened. During the recreation I was astonished not to see my great friend, Angele. I sorry to hear that my fault in part recoiled upon her and that she would be punished the next day. She was shut up alone and had to work all the day. This was the way they exerted influence on our morale and hearts in order to stop errors.
The following day would be that of the tribunal and I should be introduced into the last particulars of the life at school. The Tribune sat at 8 o'clock P.M.
My mistress, Miss Blanche, took me to a small parlour where I was introduced to the Chaplain, Rev. Mr. Jacquart, to Messers, Camille Gaudin, Jules Canes and Bernard de Charvey, physician to the school. They were all men between thirty-five and forty-five years old, belonging to the high Administrial Council of the school.
I was very bashful and bowed awkwardly but they were all so kind that I took courage again. Miss Juliette and Fanny Geraud, the two other farm mistresses and a pupil from the Superior Class, Bertha Litton, soon after joining us. We went into the room of correction arranged in quite another way than the day before.
At the upper end of the hall, five armchairs served as a box. The chaplain was sitting in the middle, he had on his right hand Miss Juliette and on the left Miss Fanny, Mr. Gaudin was sitting beside the former Mr. Bernard Charvey beside the latter.
The three farm mistresses sat down on the chairs to the left. Bertha Little, Mr. Jules Callas and I to the right, on the opposite to the five chairs, were rows of chairs for the pupils who, however were not at the beginning of the chastisement.
Those who had deserved the flagellation without their friends being present were first punished. The lower classes opened the seance with a pretty brunette, who was brought in stark naked, by one of the two superintendents, Miss Elise Robert, a tall splendid girl of nineteen. The other Miss Georgette Pastak, a pretty little blonde of eighteen, was a great contrast to the former.
The little Lisa was all scarlet, very unhappy and perplexed. She approached snivelling, and was fastened to a scat in the middle of hall, her back turned to the Council.
Bertha rose, took a slip of paper farm the table and read: "Miss Lisa Carrin has given one of her companions a box on the ear, has answered again when the mistress scolded her, has refused to copy the ten pages given her as punishment. She has suffered deprivation of recreation and has been condemned to receive five slaps on her bottom before the Council. Miss Adeline Mirzan is charged with the execution."
Dear me! After having suffered flagellation myself, I had to apply it and that in the presence of all these people. A terrible fright riveted me to the spot. My legs trembled.
A profound silence pervaded the assembly. The white skin of the little culprit dazzled my eyes. Miss Juliette addressed me: "Well, Adeline. Make a decision. Don't prolong the anxiety of the child by your cruel and useless hesitation. Strike her and strike hard; she has well deserved it."
All eyes rested upon me. I could not put it off any longer. I rose and approached the terrible stake. Poor little Lisa. She trembled with fear and said in a low voice:
"Don't strike too hard, pray; I am so afraid of the blows." It cut me to the heart. Miss Juliette continued:
"Go on, Adeline, you set to work with deplorable slowness. We shall never finish if you do not make haste. This is nothing compared with others."
I closed my eyes and one, two', five smacks resounded on her little arse. Lisa set up a cry. I had not spared her as I had intended. Her little bottom was all crimson. She was released and brought away. "Remain where you are," commanded Miss Juliette. "There are two other culprits who must be executed the same way."
Alas, the next was no other than Angele, who appeared in all her clothes looking very sad. Her arms and legs were tied and the upper part of her body was supported by the back of the chair. Bertha read:
"Miss Angele de Mairmant is condemned to twelve slaps on her buttocks for the nightly lubricity of her young friend, Adeline, who was surprised in flagrant delight with Marie Rougemont. One day's privations of all pleasures far not having taught Adeline the nature of the moral ties which bind them together." Her petticoats were tucked up and pinned to her shoulders. How pretty her arse appeared: divine, enchanting, bewitching. Oh, how much should have preferred to kiss it. But l had to obey. Miss Juliette said:
"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 Council: 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:
"That's for you, naughty girl, shame on you? Is it permitted to shut one's self up in such a shameful place when one can have such nice company? Dirty little wench! Next time, I'll ask our mistress to break our friendship."
"Oh, no, Diana, I'll never do it again. Slap harder if you like but do forgive me!" Her walk with the pot completed the mirth. Almost all the little one pretended to be in need of it and almost all of them sent some trickling drops into the vase. The others showed more decency. Nevertheless the pot was filled. It was brought to the Chaplain, who taking it into his hands, looked at the culprit and said:
"What would you think if I ordered you to drink it?"
Desiree cried silently. He continued:
"If I did so, it would seem as if I approved the villainous act of which you are guilty. I might also command it to be poured over your body and condemn you to stay in the dirt a whole night. You merit such a filthy punishment, but I dispense with it. Clean the pot and don't sin again.
The punishment done, they proceeded to the recompenses.
The Pink Riband was assigned to Miss Nanette Cafferal for exemplary conduct. She was a blonde of seventeen years. Admitted into the confraternity of Red Girls. Angela de Noirmont to her bland character, her attachment to her mistress, and her assistance in removing difficulties among the pupils. There were several others who received compensations.
Afterwards the Chaplain made a little speech of congratulations and Miss Juliette said some word also, after which all of us, except the Mistresses and the Red Girls left the hall of corrections.
Now, dear Paul, you know everything about my entrance at the Misses Geraud's. Await patiently another series of letters, which will inform you of all my experiences. I shall not conceal any of my adventures from you. It is delightful to tell you about them. If you are deprived of carnal pleasures in London, I wish you to enjoy them at least in imagination with me. A thousand kisses from
Adeline