whipping becomes more significant to them and, of course, the other girls who watch receive much pleasure from the watching. I will do the whipping, and will do it very hard on Pamela.
Sincerely,
Jan Nelson
P..S. (On t;he back of the photo of Pamela licking me, I have had her write a line.)
Mrs. McNee turned the photo over and read its message: Mom, this is me sucking Jan's pussy. I think I'm going to love her. Isn't she beautiful! Put this photo up on your mirror, please…
Signed, Pamela
The whipping suite on the second floor had existed since the beginning of Avondale in the middle nineteenth century, and it was a pride of the institution. Since the first young lady had hung there awaiting the lashes, a thousand or more had taken her place down through the years. Unlike t.he cellars or dungeon-like whipping rooms of many early training schools, the original headmistresses of Avondale chose to associate whipping with warmth and loveliness for, if in truth a female's ultimate beauty lay in receiving the whip upon her body, the surroundings should relate an aura of love and concern for her. If to be whipped was in- deed pleasurable, and it was, why lessen those gratifications with damp walls in a dank cellar room? The suite had been maintained in it,s original dignity to t.his very day, and was without doubt the most significant reason t,hat young ladies left
Avondale firmly believing that whipping was their most precious virtue. Whipping became a beautiful experience which most of the graduates would continue all of their adult lives.
The room faced the lawns and gardens below with a large, long picture window which made the room one of light and beauty. How much better, as a girl received the whip, to look upon lovely trees and flowers, sunlight and sky, than to face only dingy stone walls. The floor had always been warmly carpeted to give it a feeling of femininity and homeliness, and in later years a cheery fireplace had been added. The suite indeed contained all possible to further enhance the beauty of whippings, and its goal had been achieved over and over again through the years. It is very possible that young ladies would also learn to love the whip in dungeons, for that is in the nature of being female.
But how much quicker and more delightfully pleasant it was to be whipped in such beauteous appointment,s!
In the olden days, nearly a century ago, a head- mistress had perceived the remarkable idea of furnishing the walls of the whipping suite with various items of feminine garments and punishment items, as well as two large oil paintings of females receiving punishment in ancient chambers of some long-forgotten era. The philosophy of such appointments was obvious. As a girl hung in her ropes, feeling the lashes upon her skin, she need only look about her at the walls which contained the inti- mate clothes taken from girls of years past before hanging in the exact same way and whipped in the same way. Or the punishment tools which had been placed on the walls between the items of wear, all of which had been used to hurt females, and still were.
had bound their wrists and elbows behind them very naturally and without fanfare. In a way, it meant more to her than to have a mistress do it for it clearly revealed that the girls themselves involved themselves in each other's training and punishments. It was a very sensual feeling to have another 'slave' tie her, and she wondered whether she would enjoy tying another girl herself. She thought that she probably would. The girl, Tricia, who had tied her arms, kissed her on the lips when she had finished, as had Abby with Donna, It was obvious that it was a very sweet Avondale custom.
You tied a girl, then you kissed her in love and ' friendship. How very beautiful!
Earlier Jan had told Pamela and Donna about the whippings each slave received. Rarely were they given for misdeed. They were simply given by a mistress to one of her slaves when she felt like it, or when she felt that the girl required a whipping as a regular course of things. Whippings were like food or water. They were simply required every so often if the girl was to receive proper training. The problem was not in whipping a girl too often, but too infrequently. A girl was seldom whipped by her mistress in private for the pleasure of the whipping was much to nice to waste. Thus, usually, three or four of the other girls were brought to watch. In fact, it was considered a reward to be allowed to watch, deter-mined by behavior and classroom improvement! Pamela was surprised when told this.
Could watching another girl whipped be so attractive that girls tried to earn that reward? Indeed, it must be so.
Jan had rambled on about whippings, and had told Pamela and Donna that in a short time they would learn that a whip provided pleasure to a woman.
Thus the girl who looked upon these things felt not alone in her bondage, for all that she saw reminded her that hundreds upon hundreds of her earlier sisters received exactly what she was receiving, not only in this particular room but in whipping rooms all over the world in all periods of history. This knowledge gave her strength and pleasure to know that she was but carrying on the natural progression of whipped females, who since Eve revelled mysteriously in having marks etched into their bodies. No matter how the whip might burn, no matter how it might wring screams from her, she knew that she was indeed not alone, but only an insignificant girl among thousands before her. She represented the girls of the present generation, and it would not behoove her to fail them in the ghost eyes of all those before. If young girls of ages past learned to accept and love the whip here, she too would do so, with full dignity and complete pleasure.
The walls were quite filled with clothing relics of the past, from nineteenth century petticoats and camisoles to pantaloons and cotton stockings.
Each generation of clothing styles had been added, down through bras, full slips and silk stockings to current bikini panties, body suits and garter belts.
The punishment items, such as dozens of various whips, nipple screws and branding irons had not been particularly added to, for they could not be improved upon by time.
Late in the afternoon, following their ringing, Pamela and Donna were taken to the whipping suite by two of the other girls, Tricia and Abby.
Pamela had thought it quite sweet that two of their sisters had come for them rather than Jan, and found it rather exciting that Tricia and Abby female in three ways, all very sexual indeed. First they would begin to be aroused by being whipped, especially in front of other girls. Then they would begin to be aroused by watching another girl whipped Finally they would become aroused by being given the privilege of whipping another girl themselves! It was the three virtues of being female, and it was the three traits each female possessed. Masochism, voyeurism, sadism. All lay within a female, and had only to be brought out!
It had been a happy custom for decades at Avondale for a new girl to be whipped in front of all.the other girls. For the girls who had been at, the school for several months it was, of course, an exciting occasion. They had learned by now how each other reacted under the whip, for they had seen each other lashed many times. It was always exciting to still see each other whipped, but a new girl was terribly arousing, especially if it was t,he first whipping of her life. The first whipping of a girl was very similar to rape in that it was her first violation of that nature, and thus very arousing sexually to watch.
Abby and Tricia had brought Pamela and Donna to the suite where the others had already gathered, and the two newcomers were most impressed with the beauty of the room. The whip would hurt the same anywhere, but how much more pleasant to at least have it done in warm, attractive surroundings. The room contained ceiling chains and cuffs where a girl could be suspended by her wrists or thumbs for a full whipping on back, bottom and breasts. It also contained a framework device especially designed for whipping females on their bottoms. It was a slanted benchlike structure with four legs to which the wrists and ankles of a girl were bound. The bench slanted upwards towards the rear so that a girl's hips and bottom were upraised delightfully.
Jan did not tie Pamela to the frame. It was done by Tricia and Abby, again to impress Pamela with the fact that the girls became happily involved with each other's punishments. Tricia handed the whip to Jan in fact, and joined the other girls seated around the floor.
The cane, a longtime customary tool of girls' schools, had not been used since the war years, being replaced by pliable single-thonged whips for lashing all of a girl, and a five-thonged 'cat' for specific whipping on the buttocks. It was the cat which Tricia had handed to Jan, for it was the customary item used in the initial whipping of a new girl.
'You will receive twenty lashes, slave,' said Jan very calmly, admiring the way Pamela's whit.e panties fit her bottom like a second skin.
