The young French lady had been rapidly undressing herself as this conversation was going on. She was very dark, black hair over a rather low forehead, with a most pleasing expression of face, and fine sparkling eyes, hid under what struck me as uncommonly bushy eyebrows. She unlaces her corset, fully exposing a beautiful snowy bosom, ornamented with a pair of lovely round globes, with dark nipples, and her skin, although so white, had a remarkable contrast to our fairer flesh. There seemed to be a tinge of black somewhere, whereas our white complexion must have been from an original pink source, infinitely diluted.
mademoiselle. – 'Ah! You Van Tromp, oщ est ma robe de chambre? Have you hidden it?'
louise. – 'Oh! Pray strip and have a game with us. You shan't have the nightdress yet.'
mademoiselle. – 'You shall catch it if you make me play; your bottom shall smart for it.'
We all gathered round her, and although she playfully resisted, she was soon denuded of every rag of clothing. We pulled off her boots and stockings; but what a beautiful sight she was, apparently about twenty-six, with nicely rounded limbs, but such a glorious profusion of hair, that from her head, now let loose, hung down her back in a dense mass, and quite covered her bottom, so that she might have sat on the end of it, whereas her belly, it is almost impossible to describe it, except by calling it a veritable 'Forкt Noire.' The glossy black curling hair, extending all over her mount, up to her navel, and hanging several inches down between her thighs.
'There, Mdlle. Rosa,' she exclaimed, sitting on the edge of her bed, 'did you ever see anyone so hairy as I am? It's a sign of a loving nature, my dear,' nipping my bottom and kissing me as she hugged my naked figure to hers. 'How I love, to caress the little featherless birdies like you. You shall sleep with me sometimes. The Van Tromp will be glad to change me for Laura.'
'We cannot allow that,' cried two or three of the others together. 'Now you shall be 'Slappee' with your birch, Mdlle.'
'Very well,' said the lively French lady. 'You'll get well touched up if I do catch any of you.'
Then we commenced our game again, and she switched us finely, leaving long red marks on our bottoms when she succeeded in making a hit. Her own bottom must have smarted from our smacks, but she seemed quite excited and delighted with the amusement, till at last she said: 'Oh! I must be birched myself, who will be the schoolmistress?'
laura. – 'Oh! Let Rosa! She will lecture you as if you were a culprit, and give us an idea of good earnest punishment. Will you, Rosa? it will amuse us all. Just try if you can't make Mademoiselle ask your pardon for taking liberties with you, do, there's a dear girl.'
'Yes! yes! that will be fine,' cried the others, especially Lady Clara, who was already seated on her bed with Cecile as her partner.
louise. – 'Mdlle. wants Rosa for her bedfellow to-night, so let her tickle her up with the birch; don't spare her, Rosie, she's so hard to hurt; come Laura, let us enjoy the night together.'
Thus urged I took up the rod and, flourishing it lightly in the air, said, laughing, 'I know how to use it properly, especially on naughty bottoms, which have the impudence to challenge me; now, Mdlle., present your bottom on the edge of the bed, with your legs well apart, just touching the floor, but I must have two of them to hold you down; come, Laura and Louise, each of you hold one arm, and keep her body well down on the bed, there, that will do just so, hold her securely, don't let her get up till I've fairly done.'
rosa. – 'Mdlle. Fosse, you are a very wicked young lady to behave so rudely to me as you have done; will you beg my pardon, and promise never to do so any more; do you feel that and that?' giving a couple of stinging little switches across her loins.
mademoiselle. – 'Oh! no! I won't apologize, I do love little featherless chits like you!'
rosa. – 'You call me a chit, do you? I'll teach you a little more respect for your schoolmistress; is that too hard, or perhaps you like that better,' giving a couple of slashing cuts on her rounded buttocks, which leave long red marks, and make her wriggle with pain.
mademoiselle. – 'Ah! Ah! Ah – r-r – re, that's too hard. Oh! Oh! you do cut, you little devil,' as I go on sharper and sharper at every stroke, making her writhe and wriggle under the tingling switches which mark her bottom in every direction.
rosa. – 'Little devil, indeed, you shall beg my pardon for that too, you insulting young lady, how dare you express yourself so to your governess, your bottom must be cut to pieces, if I can't subdue such a proud spirit. There – there – there!' cutting away, each stroke going in on the tender parts of her inner thighs. 'Will you be rude again? will you insult me again, eh? I hope I don't hurt you too much, pray tell me if I do. Ha! Ha!! Ha!!! you don't seem quite to approve of it by the motions of your impudent bottom,' cutting away all the while I was speaking, each stroke with deliberation on some unexpected place, till her bum was rosy all over, and marked with a profusion of deep red weals.
Mademoiselle makes desperate efforts to release herself, but Lady Clara and Cecile also help to keep her down, all apparently highly excited by the sight of her excoriated blushing bottom, adding their remarks, such as, 'Bravo, Bravo, Rosie, you didn't think she would catch it so, how delightful to see her writhe and plunge in pain, to hear her scream, and help to keep her down,' till at last the surprised victim begs and prays for pardon, crying to be let off, with tears in her eyes.
This is the end of the night's amusements, for all now resume their night chemises and retire, Mdlle. taking me to sleep with her. 'Ah! Ma cherie,' she exclaimed, as the lamp was put out and I found myself in her arms, 'how cruelly you have warmed my poor bottom, and have you really seen worse than that, Rosie?'
'Oh! far, far worse, Mdlle., I've seen the blood flow freely from cut up bottoms,' I replied, at the same time repaying her caresses and running my hand through the thick curly hair of her mount, as she was feeling and tickling my pussey. 'There, there,' she whispered, 'nip me, squeeze that little bit of flesh,' as my hand wandered to the lips of her hairy retreat, 'tickle me as I do you,' putting me in great confusion by her touches, for I had never experienced anything like it before, except the melting, burning sensations of the same parts at the conclusion of my previous flagellations.
This dalliance continued between us for some months, and I soon became an apt pupil in her sensual amusements, being emboldened by her freedoms, and heated by a most curious desire to explore with my fingers everything about that hairy paradise. Meanwhile she tickled and rubbed the entrance of my slit in a most exciting manner, and suddenly she clasped me close to her naked body (our chemises were turned up so we might feel each other's naked flesh), and kissed my lips in such a rapturous, luscious manner as to send a thrill of ecstasy through my whole quivering frame, her fingers worked nervously in my crack, and I felt quite a sudden gush of something from me, wetting her fingers and all my secret parts, whilst she pressed me more and more, wriggling and sighing, 'Oh! oh! Rosa, go on, rub, rub'; then suddenly she stiffened herself out straight and seemed almost rigid as I felt my hand deluged with a profusion of warm, thick, sticky stuff.
After a few moments' rest she recovered herself, and said to me: 'Listen! listen! The others are all doing the same. Can't you hear their sighs? Oh! Isn't it nice, Rosa dear?'
'Yes! Yes!' I whispered, in a shamefaced manner, for I seemed to know we had indulged in some very improper proceeding. 'Oh! Mademoiselle, do they all do it? It's so nice of you to play with me so.'
mademoiselle. – 'Of course they do. It's the only pleasure we can have in school. Ah! You should be with Lady Clara or the Van Tromp, how they spend and go on in their ecstasy.'
'What is spending?' I whispered. 'Is that the wet I felt on my fingers when you stiffened yourself out?'
mademoiselle. – 'Yes, and you spent too, little bashful. Didn't the birching make you feel funny?'
rosa (in a whisper). – 'Even when I have been cut so that the blood flowed down my legs, at last I suddenly got dulled to the pain, and came all over with a delicious hot burning melting feeling which drowned every other sensation.'
mademoiselle. – 'Rosa, you're a little darling. Would you like to feel it over again? I know another way, if you only do to me exactly as I do to you, will you?'
I willingly assented to the lovely Franchise, who, reversing our positions, laid on her back, and made me lay my body on hers, head downwards. Our chemises were turned up close under our arms, so as fully to enjoy the contact of our naked bodies, and I found my face buried in the beautiful mossy forest on her mount, and felt Mademoiselle, with her face between my thighs, tickling my little slit with something soft and warm, which I soon found out was her tongue. She passed it lovingly along the crack and inside as far as it would reach, whilst one of her fingers invaded my bottom-hole, and worked in and out in a most exciting way.
Not to be behind hand, I imitated all her movements, and burying my face between her thighs, revelled with my tongue and fingers in every secret place. She wriggled and tossed her bottom up and down, especially after I had
