'Make him strip, Mademoiselle, to his chemise,' said Lady Alfred.
Again I felt all the colour fly from my face.
But Mademoiselle nodded, and with a sigh I undressed. The chemise covered me.
'I must have him, Mademoiselle.'
'Very well.'
Lady Alfred led me to the bench and fixed me down on my back. She drew down my arms and strapped my wrists together behind me and underneath it. Then she fixed my ankles in the same mode and drew up my chemise to my throat; displaying my nakedness in a shocking manner.
'What a splendid one it is!' she remarked to Mademoiselle. 'What full testicles! We really must find a tight glove for it!' And she lifted her leg across me and inserted me into her hot, fiery organ. 'There, now I have the devil in hell!' And she lay down upon me, her burning breath playing about my lips which were parched by her scorching mouth.
The strap round my waist, although not tight, prevented my moving and so also did my posture; but Lady Alfred was not hampered in this manner and she pounded me vigorously, sucking the life out of my affair which was closely bitten and held by her vulva over which she appeared to possess as much control as over her lips.
Her arms enveloped me, her tongue was in my mouth, her weight oppressed me, my implement was lost to sight, up to the hilt, in her plump body. She gazed amorously into my eyes.
'Now, Julian,' she said, 'as soon as you like!'
Mademoiselle could not refrain from twisting and moving in her chair, crossing and uncrossing her legs. Her presence filled me with shame.
In the glass behind I could see my own legs twisted down and fastened below the bench and Lady Alfred's bottom oppressing me.
Various reminiscences flashed through my mind. I recollected the boudoir-the flogging I had just witnessed.
I felt the seminal receptacles fill, and a preliminary thrill shot all over me; and then with a gasp came the convulsion.
I sank back; and Lady Alfred, delighted, sank upon me.
I recovered.
'Now, Julia, again!'
'Oh, I can't!'
'You must! Remember the petticoat! You must be tamed!'
The reference to the petticoat stimulated me.
I clenched my teeth. Lady Alfred aided me vigorously.
In a few moments, the prolongation of which appeared to give her intense satisfaction, a second spasm was produced.
Still Lady Alfred did not rise.
'Won't that do, Alice?' asked Mademoiselle, who I suppose found the temptation too much.
Alice! How I thrilled at the feminine name! 'No, it won't!' she returned. 'He must do it again or be birched until he does. If he comes to Ridlington Court with me I will keep him always naked and he shall live between my legs. Besides, I determined to exhaust his impudence. I have the origin of it in my possession now and I will teach him to taunt me with my sex! I will teach him who really rules. I will make him understand, and admit, and feel that man is but woman's slave, soul, passions, and all that he possesses.'
'I really can't-I should like to-but I feel already exhausted-empty!'
'Have you another birch there, Mademoiselle?'
My being underneath her made it much harder work for me, but the reference to the birch made me show I would really try though it should be my death.
Alice, seeing this, put her hand underneath Mons. Priapus, underneath his bag, upon the thick muscle that runs between the legs. She squeezed and rubbed it vigorously.
'I shall put a stiff hairbrush under you, if you give me any trouble,' she informed me rising on her elbow but still holding my diminished organ inside her.
'A very good idea,' cried Mademoiselle. 'Here is one!'
Those moist, curved, cherry-coloured lips, the little head, with its closely cropped hair, the laughing, sparkling eyes, the tones, and the touch, and the embrace, all affected me very deliciously.
Alice must have been an expert in metaphysics. The suggestion of the brush thrilled me through and through and caused a growth which quickly delighted her. But she knew that the imagination would affect me more than the reality, which, by setting up a counter irritation, might possibly have altogether defeated her wishes.
She declined the brush, as she looked steadily at me; and I was glad, for her clemency had its due effect.
She replaced her arms about me, and renewed the pressure of her dear form, though really the muscles of my generative organs ached.
Then she talked of the birch, and Mademoiselle wriggled in her chair whilst she flashed glances at me.
The whole time Alice continued a process of very forcible suction; and the impression I was under was that she was drawing my life into her own body and desired the last spark of it.
Finding her efforts not sufficiently stimulating to please her and the response to them too slow-for I must have shown distress in various ways-she smiled and stood up over me, not moving her legs or the lower part of her body, with which she still retained me.
'Now, Julian, I will be good to you,' she said, tenderly.
And she proceeded to remove that horrid shirt and vest and stood over me in all the glorious nakedness of her radiant beauty-a perfect woman.
'I will give you fresh inspiration. Look!'
I did look at her swelling breasts, like snow; at their scarlet nipples, like two strawberries in its midst; at her arms, so exquisitely shaped; and whilst I gazed, she moved up and down upon me and smiled.
'You know all my beauty, Julian, and'-again throwing herself upon me-'you possess it.'
She pushed away the chemise and her velvety breasts, soft like cushions filled with down, rested on my own breast, her legs, against mine, our moist flesh was mixed. I felt that, exhausted or not, I must perform the function and give her myself.
With many efforts, many contortions, many throes, I accomplished her desire, which had become mine, too; and then lay absolutely limp, lank, and done for, beneath her.
For some minutes we rested, I cannot say in each other's arms, for mine were fixed behind me, but in the closest possible proximity.
'Good boy,' she said, as she kissed me. 'It shall not be whipped this time.'
'He has achieved an Herculean feat, I shall unstrap him myself,' cried Mademoiselle. 'And tied down as he was, it must have been specially 349
difficult. Drink this bumper, Julian, to your mistress' health. I must take care of your health, too. You had better sleep for a couple of hours.
Here is my own nightdress,' said Mademoiselle, taking it out of its scented case. 'Put it on' (she threw it over my head). 'Jump into my bed. You won't try to persuade me to follow you into it just now, I am sure.'
I was glad to get into bed. Both Alice and Mademoiselle kissed me, and before I could recollect anything more, I had fallen asleep.
CHAPTER 6
It was almost luncheon time when I awoke in the darkened room and I had not been awake many minutes before Mademoiselle and Alice came in. Alice was dressed in a suit of pyjamas, and Mademoiselle looked rosy and flushed, love sick like a bride, but without the calm satisfied look in her eyes which your properly used bride may be
