woman. Girls knew that they required such things, arid their parents did too. It was as much part of training as studies or posture or good grooming. It was not feared. It was wanted. Girls were thrilled to be able to attend such schools, and the punishments and the rings were accepted with pleasure.'
Pamela and Donna listened with rapt attention to this rather exciting history lesson! They held hands.
'Then, of course, society became benevolent. Or so they thought Such schools were disbanded in the interest of 'decency'. They were hand-wringing fools of course. Those who made laws were not female, and they had no concept of what girls required or desired. They knew not that punishment is the greatest blessing a girl can accept, for it molds her into a creature of pure delight.
'Even women's prisons were changed. The do-goaders decided that a well-applied whip to a woman's body was much too 'medieval'. So instead of an internment of a few weeks with some constructive whipping each day, the social reformers decided that it was much more 'decent' and proper to throw a woman in jail for five years! When she gets out she's bitter, morose, older, and hasn't gained a thing towards being a beautiful woman.
The utter fools!
'Twenty-two years ago I was one of the first inmates here at Avondale. It had been a training school for young ladies for a century, before being closed by the 'reformers'. After a few years, it was reopened as a semi- reform institution for first-time offenders like yourselves. Very fortunately, the woman placed in charge, a very gracious and lovely older lady I might add, had attended Avondale when it was still a training school. She threw away the guidebooks and regulations, and ran the school as she saw fit in the only way she had learned. She was a blessing, for she proved over and over and over that young girls today respond to the same things as girls did in her day, and she turned out some of the most beautiful creatures possible.
Some of them you would recognize if I told you their names. Actresses, TV starlets.
'The first time I was whipped here, I cried for my mother. Within a month I went willingly to the whipping room. And when I left, I cried again.
Because I wanted to stay at Avondale! I know, as I look at you both, that you find these things hard to believe. But it is so, and the day you leave you will remember what I have told you today.'
Pamela and Donna shared the same thoughts. It was indeed hard to believe! Yet, the woman's face revealed pure honesty and sincerity.
'I went on to college,' continued Ravan, 'and shortly thereafter I read where this most gracious lady had passed away. I applied for the position of in-charge; and due to the fact that I had graduated with honors and had been here myself, I was appointed to the post. That was eighteen years ago, and I have carried on in the manner which. I know is right for young ladies. You're looking at an ex- ample of one in me, and in your mistress Jan, for my five mistresses have all been here as inmates. I will not employ any woman who has not gone through Avondale herself.'
Pamela and Donna looked around at Jan with new respect and a sudden admiration. Jan winked at them.
'Fortunately, government inspections are rare and seldom get by the front office. No girl has ever left here angry or sullen. Each of them has thanked me personally on the day they left! I still get letters regularly from dozens of them after all these years, some whose signatures you would immediately recognize! The old methods are still the best, as you will learn.
'Now, as to your stay here. You are indeed slaves, in every sense of the word. Each of the five mistresses own two girls, body and soul, and they are responsible for your care and training. Slavery is the only way possible here, and it is the ultimate glory to serve as such. A girl cannot become a truly beautiful entity unless she has been a slave. Fe- males have recognized that from the beginning of time. It is part of being female. You will indeed be whipped, over and over, for the whip is like food or air or water to a girl. She requires it like she does sleep or play or love. At first you will acclimate yourselves to the whip. Then you will accept it.
Then you will receive pleasure from it. Finally it. will become sexual to you and you will desire it.
Ultimately you will enjoy seeing another girl receiving it and will desire to use it yourself upon a girl. And you will be allowed to.'
Pamela's gasp was audible. This was all too much, too fast! Yet, looking at Ravan, she knew her words were possibly true. Why would she lie'!
'There are many other punishments you will accept, too numerous to go into here. But all are given for a reason, and all are intended t,o train you into ultimate femininity. That is why only females are used to apply these punishments. Girls need to be hurt, and only other females can properly do it, for they know a female body. You are not punished for misdeeds or bad behavior, for you will commit few indiscretions. You are punished because you require it as you do your meals. You are punished regularly in various and different ways according to a well- proven format laid out in my guidebooks.
Additionally, of course, you will be ringed for this is a tradition and pleasure, which dates back to the beginning of females. Rings mean total submission and total femininity to a girl, and thousands of girls in all lands have worn rings. It is not a punishment. It is a symbol and an honor which you will desire all of your lives. Yes, one of BBC Television's loveliest actresses still wears her rings in three of the four places that, they were inserted here. You watch her weekly.
'ln the old days, rings were put, into.o a girl's nipples as I'm sure you know. Today, I feel modern girls are more beautiful, healthier and sexual, and so I require a nose-ring and a ring in one vaginal lip as well. Yes, I saw you flush a little and heard your gasps, but know this..: you will quickly adore your rings! Remember too, that ancient girls of
Rome and Greece bore rings in these places and more, and loved them! Are today's girls any different? I feel that they are better, and three years ago
I improved on our nipple rings. I am quite proud of my modification. You'll know you have rings!'
The incongruous part of Ravan's words were not that they dealt with whips and rings and punishment, but that they came from such a lovely soft-spoken woman! It was hard for Pamela and Donna to rationalize such statements from such a sweet- looking woman. Unless… unless… the words were quite true! Strangely too, her words did not evoke fear and trembling. They were rather exciting in fact. Could all these things really bring joy and pleasure? Looking at Ravan, the two girls thought it. must be so. If the words had been delivered by a sadistic looking dyke they would have meant nothing. But this classic woman! Pamela felt the tingling again, and a moistness in her panties.
'You're probably wondering about clothes,' said Ravan. 'Another feeling of mine, shared by my wonderful predecessor, is that girls should look like girls at all times. This is another advantage of
Avondale over prison where they put dumpy and sexless uniforms on females. Here you will wear the following each day after your morning shower: clean panties, garter belt, stockings, high-heel shoes. That's it. No more, no less. You will keep yourselves clean at all times, wear perfume and fresh lipstick. You will shower in the morning and again in the evening before bed. In the shower you will thoroughly soap and wash each other, you will not do it yourself. The meaning of that should be quite clear between two girls. As far as sex is concerned, that too is part of your training and punishment. Each Saturday night the school is visited by t,he boys from Ridgeway Reform School. There will be perhaps thirty. You ten girls will supply them with your bodies for the night. This arrangement is quite discreet, and is agreed upon by the warden of Ridgeway and myself. It is not good for girls or boys to be separated like animals for too long. Both require each other fairly regularly you know. You will be supplied with the pill, but you will fuck. Do you understand?'
'Yes, Ravan,' said the girls. It somehow came out easy, and it made them both squirm in realization of such erotic punishment.
'You see,' said Ravan, 'there are many kinds of punishment that girls should bear. Not only physical, but mental as well, and emotional. Being made to fuck is quite degrading, thus beneficial to a girl.'
It was impossible that such a benevolent and softly spoken woman could use such a word as 'fuck' with such utter normalcy. Their minds whirled from this lengthy and numbing lecture.
'The rest of the time,' continued Ravan, 'you will be lesbian. You will supply your mistress with all that she desires without limit and without reservation. Obviously, you will also sleep with each other and have sex together each night as you desire. This is not an order. It is just something that you will naturally do, as all girls do, in your situation. When girls share what you will share you will fall into each other's arms every night. Eventually you will fall in love, and be 'married' in a rather quaint little ceremony and custom we have here. It is something you must ask for however. It depends upon your love for each other. Some girls do not marry, some do. It will be up to you
