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'.
'B… but Mary…', stammered Reggie.
'Why yes, of course. There is no need to leave her out of things, dear boy, is there?' counselled the Vicar gravely and then guided him without.
Chapter Three
A sense of devil-may-care ran deeply in the veins of Reginald Markham on his return. Intoxicated by thoughts of what was to be, he entered the house quietly, expecting Vanessa to have returned to bed, but by then she had regained her composure and, in her outward self, was as placid as she had first been upon the arrival of the Vicar.
No longer, however, was she the same young woman, as she well knew. Always introspective and hence often a dreamer, she felt herself now to have been shifted into a new and different compartment of life. The appearance of her brother in the drawing room, wearing a brasher air than he normally had, gave her reason to believe that he, too, had suffered a sea-change, so that her immediate and stiffly-put question to him immediately was, 'Where have you been?'
'I returned the Vicar's visit', replied Reggie calmly, though inwardly he was trembling with excitement.
Even to Vanessa it seemed that his eyes pierced the brown and white gown she had donned, seeing beneath it the ivory columns of her thighs, the proud thrusting of her breasts whose hot nipple he had felt brushing his hand, the cleft between her wondrous buttocks, and the hairy dell that nestled so invitingly between her thighs.
'Why?' Vanessa asked, producing a slight tremble in her voice that was real enough.
Despite what he had been advised to do, Reggie then drew from his bulging pocket what Vanessa had in fact tremulously sensed was already there. Tossed into her lap, the thick strap slithered like a snake and then hung its head down the side of her leg, causing her expression to become frozen.
'You are to replace it beneath your pillow where I found it, Vanessa. It will be required tomorrow'.
'wh… aaaart?' Her fingers trembled in touching it and then fell away.
Bravado still upon him, and in the manner of a man who thinks he can conquer the world with but a stick in his hand, Reggie fell to his knees before her and to a smothered screech from Vanessa ran both hands upwards beneath her voluminous skirt and assailed the creamy surfaces of her thighs where he could also so excitingly feel her garters and her stocking tops.
So swift and unexpected was the assault that for a frenzied moment Vanessa felt much as she had done with the Vicar in her bedroom. Instead of fending her brother off, she bit her knuckles to prevent herself from crying out for Mary. Even as he endeavoured to force her legs apart, her face went wildly to the door, but it was closed and all beyond was quiet.
'He will attend upon you again, Vanessa, and you will again remove your drawers when he does so and…'
