章節 3: Miss Rozy's Punishment
Oh, Miss Rozy, dear, delicious Miss Rozy! What would you have thought had you known that I was gazing at all your angelic charms and that my eager eyes had been straining themselves to penetrate the richness of those charming pouting lips that lay so snugly in that rich mass of dark curling hair? Oh, how I do long to kiss them, for at that time I had no other idea of embracing and still less of penetrating them.
When her ablutions were completed, she sat down and drew off her stockings, displaying her beautiful white calves and charming little feet. I believe it was this first admiration of really exquisitely formed legs, ankles, and feet, which were extraordinarily perfect in make, that first awakened my passion for those objects, which have since always exercised a peculiar charm over me. She was also so particularly neat in her shoes—little dark ones—that they were beautiful to look at; I often took them up and kissed them when left in the room. Then her silk stockings, always drawn up tight and fitting like a glove, set off to the greatest advantage the remarkable fine shape of her legs.
Putting on silk for cotton stockings, she took down a low-bodiced dress, finished her toilet, and left the room. I crawled out from under the bed, washed my face and hands in the water of the bidet, and even drank some in my excitement.
Some six weeks have now elapsed since the arrival of Miss Rozy. The passion that had seized me for her had so far kept me most obedient to her slightest command, or even wish, and, from the same cause, attentive to my lessons when not distracted by the circumstances already detailed. My example had also had the effect of keeping my sisters much in the same groove, but it was impossible this could last—it was not nature. As long as all went smoothly, Miss Rozy seemed to be amiable. We thought we could do as we liked, and we grew more careless.
Miss Rozy became more reserved, cautioned us at first, and then threatened us with the rod. We did not think she would make use of it. Suzy grew impertinent, and one afternoon she turned sulky over her lessons and set our teacher in defiance. Miss Rozy, who had been growing more and more angry, had to rise from her seat. She obeyed with an impudent leer. Seizing her by the arm, Miss Rozy dragged the struggling girl to the horse. My sister was strong and fought hard, using both teeth and nails, but it was to no purpose. The anger of our governess was fully roused, and raising her in her arms, she carried her forcibly to the horse, placed her on it, and held her firmly with one hand while she put the noose around her with the other, which, when drawn, secured her body; other nooses secured each ankle to rings in the floor, keeping her legs apart by the projection of the horse, and also forcing the knees to bend a little, by which the most complete exposure of the bottom, and, in fact, of all her private parts too, was obtained.
Miss Rozy then left her and went to Mamma for a rod. In a few minutes, she returned, evidently flushed with passion, and proceeded to tie Suzy's gown well up to her waist, leaving her bottom and her pinky slit quite bare and exposed directly before my eyes. It had been quite two months since I had seen her private parts, and I was well surprised to observe the lips pouting more and swelling out, as well as the symptoms of a mossy covering of the mount becoming much more developed. Indeed, it was in itself more exciting than I had expected, for my thoughts had so long dwelt only on the riper beauties of Miss Rozy that I had quite ceased to have any toying with Suzy.
This full view of all her private parts reawakened former sensations and strengthened them. Miss Rozy first removed her own scarf, laying bare her plump ivory shoulders and showing the upper halves of her beautiful bubbies, which were heaving with the excitement of her anger. She bared her fine right arm and, grasping the rod, stepped back and raised her arm; her eyes glistened in a peculiar way. She was indeed beautiful to see.
I shall never forget that moment—it was but a moment. The rod whistled through the air and fell with a cruel cut on poor Suzy's plump little bottom. The flesh quivered again, and Suzy, who had resolved not to cry, flushed in her face and bit the damask with which the horse was covered.
Again, the arm was raised, and again, with a sharp whistle, it fell on the palpating buttocks below it. Still, her stubborn temper bore her up, and although we saw how she winced, not a sound escaped her lips. Drawing back a step, Miss Rozy again raised her hand and arm, and this time her aim was so true that the longer points of the rod doubled between the buttocks and concentrated themselves between the lips of Suzy's privates. So agonizing was the pain that she screamed out dreadfully. Again, the rod fell precisely in the same spot.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Dear Miss Rozy, I will never, no, never do so again."
Her shrieks were of no avail. Cut succeeded cut, yell succeeded yell—until the rod was worn to a stump, and poor Suzy's bottom was one mass of weals and as red as raw beef. It was fearful to see, and yet such is our nature that to see it was, at the same time, exciting. I could not keep my eyes from her pouting quim, the swelling lips of which, under the severity of the punishment it was undergoing, not only seemed to thicken but actually opened and shut and evidently throbbed with agony. But all this was highly exciting for me to witness. I then and there resolved to have a closer inspection at a more convenient opportunity, which did not fail me in the end.
Meanwhile, her spirit was completely cowed, or rather, crushed. Indeed, we were all fully frightened and now knew what we had to expect if we did not behave ourselves. There was now no fear of any manifestation of temper, and we felt we must indeed obey implicitly whatever our governess chose to order. We instinctively learned to fear her.
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