r governess. She had a method of interesting you in what she was
teaching, and for quite two months we paid such great attention, and
made such really extraordinary progress, that she could not help
praising us highly to mamma while we were in the room. This was bad
policy, because, with the natural thoughtlessness of youth, we fancied
ourselves so clever that we became less attentive. This was patiently
borne with for some time, probably in consequence of our previous good
behaviour. But at last Lizzie was somewhat impudent when blamed rather
harshly by Miss Frankland.
"Oh! it has come to that, has it? We shall see." She continued our
lessons until four o'clock as usual, and then desired Lizzie to remain
where she was; she dismissed Mary and me, locked the door on poor
Lizzie, and went away, doubtless for a rod. She soon returned, and
locking herself in, most severely whipped poor Lizzie's bottom. She
sent her out when it was finished, and Lizzie joined us, weeping
bitterly from the pain she was suffering. We laid her on the couch, and
turned her petticoats over her head to cool her bottom, which she
declared felt as if burning hot coals were spread over it. I kissed the
dear red buttocks that were all covered with weals and looked like raw
beef, but no blood had been drawn. We fanned her with our
handkerchiefs, which she said was a delightful relief. In a very few
minutes she began to wriggle her bottom in a state of excitement, and
cried out--
"Dear Charlie, do shove your prick into my cunt, it has begun to long
for a fuck."
I wanted nothing but this to instantly act, for the sight of her bare
bum had already made my cock stand as stiff as iron. She raised herself
on her hands and knees, presenting the back entrance to her cunt, and
telling me it was there she must have it instantly. I plunged up to the
hilt in a moment, for she was as juicy and moist as if she had spent,
which it is more than probable was the case. Very few powerful thrusts
on my part, seconded by energetic action on hers, and she spent again
with a scream of delight, and with a pressure on my cock that almost
hurt it. She hardly paused a moment before she cried out--
"Shove on, dear Charlie, push it in further if you can, I am burning
with desire."
She wriggled her backside in every way in the most lascivious and
delicious manner, and when she felt the crisis approaching, by the
increased swelling and hardness of my prick as well as the
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