with Mary.

This full view of all her private parts reawakened former sensations
and strengthened them. Miss Evelyn 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 Mary's plump little
bottom. The flesh quivered again, and Mary, 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 Evelyn 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
Mary's privates. So agonising was the pain that she screamed out
dreadfully. Again the rod fell precisely on the same spot.

"Oh! oh! oh! Dear Miss Evelyn. 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 Mary's bottom was one
mass of weals and 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.

A very few days after this memorable whipping, some visitors arrived
--a gentleman and l