skin of its head, and
finding it would not go back without hurting me, she put it into her
mouth to wet it and make it go back easier, which it did for the first
time; she pulled it forward again, and again put it into her mouth to
push the skin back with her lips, when I felt funny all over, and
something came out of me into her mouth."

"Indeed! Well, you must tell me all about that another time. This
flogging will be enough for the present, but I shall punish you for
your nastiness some other time. Put up your trousers, in a day or two I
shall want you in this room to pay for your dirty conduct."

The poor boy retired, sobbing hysterically.

The second day after this the doctor sent for Master Dale, who, in the
meantime, had occupied the bedroom next to mine. The doctor was in his
private room in his dressing-gown, long and flowing, so that for the
moment it concealed the fact that he had nothing but his shirt on below
it. He received Master Dale somewhat sternly, saying--

"Now, sir, for your punishment for your last nasty misconduct."

"Oh, sir," said the frightened and trembling youth, "I really could not
help it," and he began to cry. "Oh! pray, sir, don't flog me so hard
again."

"The more trouble that you give me, the harder will be the flogging.
Now take off your jacket and waistcoat."

The youth did so.

"Now come close to me."

The doctor then lowered down Dale's trousers, and raising his shirt,
contemplated with great pleasure the pretty belly of the lovely boy,
and then turning him round, under pretence of seeing if the weals of
the last flogging were still visible, he gazed on his white firm
backside and swelling thighs, examining the marks still left from the
previous punishment. He then turned him round, and inspected the pretty
little cock, which, under the mortal fear he was in, hung down its head
in a limp and pitiable state.

"And so this is the little offender," said he, applying his hand to it,
and squeezing and pressing it gently. "What a naughty little thing it
is!"

The youth could not avoid showing the pleasure these lascivious
caresses gave him, and smiled.

"Oh, don't smile, sir, this is no laughing matter. Look at the marks of
the mess you made on my sofa," pointing to it. "I can't have my
furniture spoiled in this manner, so if your little cock is to be
naughty again, I must flog you upon my knees, but first come here; take
off these trousers, which hanging about the legs a