In such delightful manner did Charles Cameron disport himself at his private school for girls, in ways that the male reader of this tale must surely envy, realizing that it will not be within his powers to realize such opportunities. As we have told in our preceding chapter, Mr. Cameron adjudged that in the conquest of mature and lovely Norah Byron he had found himself a potentially valuable ally as well as erotic companion when the occasion should arise to appeal to her deep- rooted sensual instincts, of which her Sapphic misconduct had already forecast a fitting evidence that she could adapt her loins to satisfy the more imperious nature of the male. And as we shall also see in a future chapter, through the conspiratorial obedience of this selfsame young beauty, Mr. Cameron was put in a position to accomplish his desire of casting one of his truly mature adult instructresses into erotic bondage to him. But of that anon.
Meanwhile, the Friday penance sessions in the gymnasium continued to delight him and prevent his boredom, for he attended them from his secret hiding place in the Snuggery and, at times, just as we have already described, crept out when the culprits were blindfold and pinioned, to feel their bosoms and bottoms and sometimes even, when the mood seized him, to fustigate their plump white backsides and revel in their squirmings and sobbing pleas for pardon.
Miss Lily Ashton, who had twice drawn attention to herself in finding secret erotic gratification whilst wiggling her loins captiously under the burning swipes of a good birching, apparently had derived a taste for that sort of thing, for it was seen that at least once a month she managed to get herself into Alice Birching- ton’ s bad graces and go down on Alice’ s report for a particular Friday, which summoned her to the gym there to submit her naked bottomcheeks for the rod or tawse or cane. And Mr. Cameron, having detected this penchant for suffering commingled with sensual pleasure in the mischievous Lily, ordered Alice to give this “ star pupil” free rein to earn herself as many demerits as her delightfully contoured bottom could stand, for one day he meant to edify Lily as to the real delights to be garnered by submitting to the hot kisses of the rod and then to undergo an invitation into the Cytherean mysteries whereby another kind of rod, in its way more demanding and burning still, would bring her sensual core to the crux of physical pleasure… of that too, anon.
Shortly after the Christmas holidays, whilst the school pupils were settling back down once more to the regimen of life at the Cameron institution, it came to Mr. Cameron’ s attention that a few miles from his house there lived a lonely widow with two lovely grown daughters.
Maude had, whilst visiting the shops in Rushton in the surrey, heard of this worthy creature, a Mrs. Netting, through the aegis of the handsome matron who had sold her guardian the frilly lingerie and garments which had commenced Maude’ s inculcation into the tender mysteries of pleasure. That handsome female, needless to say, still pined for, Mr. Cameron and hoped that one day he would seek her out not to buy garments- for he had commissioned her shop to procure for him the costumes which all his pupils wore, which was a goodly amount of profitable business for, the attractive proprietress and she wished to show her gratitude in a way fitting and one that would also pleasure her own lonely couch, unoccupied these many years. At any rate, having mentioned Mrs. Netting to Maude, it was in the hope that somehow Mr. Cameron would realize how truly concerned the proprietress was to hold his favor. Maude properly reported the news, and Charles Cameron chuckled, understanding what it was the proprietress really sought.
However at the moment, he had no need for liaisons outside the school, for the Friday afternoons furnished him ample delight, and Alice and Maude were the two most complaisant mistresses a virile male could ask for. The only fly in his ointment, so to speak, was that Misses Medbury and Davis steadfastly refused to report their older charges as being liable to chastisement, and he yearned to see grown young ladies stripped and humbled and soundly flogged, which, apart from Miss Norah Byron, he had not been privileged to observe. Thus when he learned from golden- haired Maude of Mrs. Netting’ s poverty and her two grown girls, he made it a point to pay the widow a visit the very next day.
Mrs. Netting was pathetically grateful for his call, and when he saw the distressing circumstances of her little cottage- for she had been forced to pawn or sell most of her valuable in order to meet expenses and to support her two girls- he suggested that Rose and Nellie, the daughters in question, come to stay in his house and go to his school, in return for which he would pay to Mrs. Netting’ s bank a draft which would keep her from want for a goodly time. The poor woman was beside herself with joy, and readily agreed, whereupon he slyly proposed, “ Of course, Mrs. Netting, if Rose and Nellie come to live with me, it must be understood that they are in my charge, just as my nieces are, and subject to discipline when they deserve it.”
“ Oh?” Mrs. Netting stared at him wonderingly. “ But Rose and Nellie are quite grown up, you know, and very well behaved.”
“ I’ m sure that’ s true, Mrs. Netting, but I must insist that I have full parental rights over them so that if they are naughty like little girls, they may be punished as such.”
Do you mean by that, Mr. Cameron that you would actually submit them to corporal punishment?” she anxiously inquired.
“ Yes, if need be, I would,” he said gravely. Mrs. Netting sighed, pondered a moment. “ Very well, if you must, you must. But do be kind to them, they are such good girls, “ she submissively petitioned.
And so the very next Monday Rose and Nellie were installed in a room on the second floor of the house adjoining the school, and Mr. Cameron could hardly hide his zestful anticipation at the prospect of making these two delicious young beauties his willing slaves, as he had with Maude and Alice.
Both were very different in nature and physique. Rose, for instance, was 18, and black- haired, with a lovely oval, petulant face, willful dimpled chin, soft full little mouth, dainty snub nose, flashing dark brown eyes and a flawlessly rich creamy complexion. She was rather petite, being only five feet four, but beautifully made. Nellie was 19, with honey- colored hair, a sweet, gentle, heartshaped face with gray- green eyes, about five feet six inches in height, with an elegant willowy figure though her breasts were suprisingly full and closely set considering her youth. Her pale pinkcarnation skin was very exciting. He divined at once that Rose was forthright and decisive by nature, and foresaw that she had rebellious traits that would enhance his opportunities for coming to grips with her and judging her unveiled charms, where Nellie was meeker and more gentle. The girls at once showed a decorum and modesty in his household that gave him immediately a clue whereby he might find them in flagrant error, sufficient to require chastisement.
Accordingly, about a week after they had come to live with him, he told Alice and Maude to hide their clothes and substitute dresses with immodestly short skirts and low- cut bodices. Then, at breakfast that Monday morning, he awaited their arrival at the table with mounting interest. But Rose, suspecting something of the kind, had ferreted out Maude’ s hiding place, and so when the two lovely sisters came downstairs, they were clad as before, much to Mr. Cameron’ s chagrin.
The next day however, Maude’ s choice of hiding place was much more successful, and Rose and Nellie were obliged to come to the table with skirts whose hems reached only to their knees, and whose bodices showed off, together with daringly cut camisoles, the valley of their superb young virgin bosoms. Nellie was scarlet- faced at the table, but Rose, with her usual intrepid sauciness, remarked, “ If you had wanted us to wear indecent clothes, Mr. Cameron, you ought to have told us instead of having your nieces hide our things.”
“ Take care you aren’ t impertinent to me, young lady, now that I am your legal guardian,” he remarked with a pleasant smile.. Rose only tossed her head. “ May I be excused?” she said coldly. “ I would prefer to eat my breakfast upstairs in my room and not give you a peep show.”
“ Now that is going too far, Miss Rose,” he said heatedly, “ and I warn you to remember that I have obtained every parental right over you till you are twenty- one, and if you keep up this attitude, you will have cause to regret it.”
“ All the same, sir,” Rose tartly countered, “ I should like to be excused.”
“ Very well,” he said slowly, “ since it is time for school and my nieces must be in their classes in a few minutes. But now I give you both an order: you, Rose, and you, Nellie, will find new clothes for dinner this evening, laid out in your room, and you will wear them without any argument or discussion or you will be both be punished.”
Rose stared at him, and left the dining room, followed by her older sister, whilst Maude and Alice watched the lovely duo till they had disappeared.
“ Uncle Charles,” Maude earnestly spoke up, “ surely you are not going to let that saucy girl flout you in that shameless manner. What she needs is an exceptionally good flogging.”
“ And Miss Nellie too, just to convince her not to follow in Miss Rose’ s naughty footsteps,” Alice righteously added.
Charles Cameron smiled as he lit a cheroot. “ I am of the same opinion, my lovely nieces,” he replied after it was drawing well. “ When the girls return from class this afternoon, they will find a dress box on their bed, and I feel sure that this evening we shall all pass a very enjoyable time disciplining them in the cellar as they so richly deserve.”
“ Why, whatever have you put in the box, Uncle Charles?” Alice wanted to know.
“ The charming proprietress of the women’ s shop in town,” he explained, “ sometimes has occasion to furnish costumes for private parties and for theatrical people, whose morals are known not to be of the strictest sort. And she recently procured from France several maid’ s costumes, which comprise a black satin skirt that exposes the knee, a blouse to match which is virtually sleeveless and very deeply cut at the bosom. And with sheer silk hose and high- heeled pumps, with lace- trimmed black silk drawers and matching half- camisoles, I fancy the young ladies will be consternated to find themselves dressed like soubrettes. Now be off with you, both of you, for your pupils are waiting, and you know how I look forward to this Friday afternoon. Perhaps we shall find Miss Lily Ashton in our little reception line, eh? She seems to have acquired such a passion for the rod.”
“ Oh, yes, “ Uncle Charles,” Alice purred with a broad wink, “ that naughty hussy has already been inattentive in my class several times since her last thrashing.”
“ Well, we shall see, then,” he concluded, rising from the table. “ Meanwhile, both of you shall assist me this evening, as I am sure Rose arid Nellie will protest my choice of attire.”
His prediction came exactly to pass. When it was time to come downstairs to supper, neither Miss Rose nor Miss Nellie had emerged from their room, and when Maude was sent up to summon them, they at last descended, wearing the school costume which Mr. Cameron had furnished and which was like that worn by the older girls under Misses Medbury and Davis.
“ What is this?” he said crossly. “ I thought I told you to put on your new supper frocks to join us at the table this evening. Didn’ t you two read the note I left with the box?”
“ Oh, yes,” Rose said in a clear sweet voice, “ but after Nellie and I looked at what was in the box, we decided that you surely didn’ t want us to make such a spectacle of ourselves, didn’ t we, Nellie?”
Her blonde sister nodded, blushing and averting her eyes.
“ Very well,” he said coldly, “ you have brought it on yourself. I find you both obstinate and disobedient, and there is only one course to take, for I will not keep under my roof ungrateful, naughty girls. You will both accompany me to the cellar after supper.”
Rose shot her sister an indignant look, but Nellie, being innately far meeker, only bowed her head and sighed with anxiety. So it was left to Rose to brave Mr. Cameron’ s pretended and not entirely justified wrath: “ We have done nothing wrong, Mr. Cameron, “ she rallied to her sister’ s defense as well as her own, “ I am sure you don’ t want us to be indecent, and those clothes are not proper.”
“ And now, you forward minx, you are criticizing my taste and obliquely slandering my integrity, are you? Miss Rose, you shall feel what the birch is like on your impudent backside before the night is over, I promise you!”
At this, meek lovely blonde Nellie, with an indignant cry, rushed to her sister’ s aid: “ But that is unjust and unfair, Mr. Cameron! Rose is not disobedient, she is only behaving, as I am, the way our mother taught us. We are good girls, and it isn’ t proper to make us wear such shamefully revealing clothes.”
He leaned back and stared at her so boldly that she turned a vivid crimson and lowered her eyes before the mocking glitter of his eyes. “ Well, so the shy violet becomes the bold primrose, does she?” he quipped. “ Then you should be properly rewarded for your audacity to judge me that way. Maude, Alice, these naughty girls to the cellar at once!” All too eagerly the golden- haired and the brunette nieces of Charles Cameron seized their victims by the wrists and led them down the steps to the cellar.
Whilst Mr. Cameron grasped Rose’ s wrists and stared menacingly at her, Alice and Maude, at his orders, obliged poor Nellie to remove her skirt and the shirtwaist, under which, by his particular design, she wore an exquisitely sheer and fragile white camisole and matching, very snug drawers trimmed with Alencon lace at the legs and waistband, Then she was led to the triangle and forced to loft her wrists, which the girls then bound to the top ring, whereupon Maude and Alice each seized one of her slim ankles and made it fast with cords, so that the honey- haired captive was tractioned and spread- eagled helplessly.
Whilst these preparations were going on, Rose struggled with her captor, angrily denouncing him for his wanton cruelty and injustice in punishing her sister in so shameful a manner. His answer to summon Maude and Alice to force her to kneel in the deep low armchair, whilst he calmly trussed up her skirt and then lowered her drawers to her knees, exposing magnificently ripe- curved narrowly spaced set of nether globes whose ivory sheen and flawlessly soft velvety skin excited him to the utmost, while Rose writhed like an eel and pantingly expressed her furious indignation at being so maltreated.
Whilst Alice held the brunette rebel’ s wrists behind her back in both her slim hands, Maude, at the back of the armchair, reached down and gripped Rose’ s neck to force the girl’ s bare bottomcheeks well out as Mr. Cameron procured the rubber dog whip with its two tapering strips. “ Now, Miss Nellie,” he remarked officiously as he took his place at the left of the quivering captive, “ you shall see your sister’ s white hillocks transformed into purple- headed moons!” And to Maude, he added, “ Make her stick her bottom out more than that, unless you are to take her place on this chair!”
At this threat, which she knew him to be perfectly capable of carrying out, Maude shoved Rose’ s neck down so that the girl’ s face was crushed against the upholstery of the seat and the jutting rounds of that ivory backside thrust out in the boldest, most inviting manner conceivable.
Taking careful aim, Mr. Cameron drew back his arm and swished the little whip over the plumpest curves of Rose’ s naked behind. A stifled cry of pain rose at once, and the captive’ s wrists jerked at Alice’ s grasp, whilst her naked hips lunged and swerved violently this way and that.
“ There, now, Miss Nellie, “ he turned back to the captive who was facing her sister from a few feet away, “ what did you think of that?”
“ I closed my eyes so as not to see it, “ Nellie gasped.
“ Oh, did you now, my girl?” he chuckled, tossing the whip to Alice and bidding her take over the fustigation of the younger rebel” then I shall have to make you open your eyes, shan’ t I?”
He drew up a tall stool and perched himself on it facing poor Nellie, whose cheeks were furiously crimsoned as she was made aware of his imminent siege on her maiden flesh. For he had come to the supper table wearing only nightshirt and robe and slippers, and now the robe was doffed and it was plain through the thin nightshirt in what an aroused state his manhood was.
Another stifled groan exuded from the brunette victim as Alice viciously streaked the upper summits with a horizontal slash of the rubber dog whip.
“ And that one, too, Miss Nellie, what was your opinion of it?” he mocked the lovely blonde, whilst his eyes feasted on the erratic swelling of her splendid young breasts through the thin white camisole.
She bit her lips, but was silent.
At his nod, a third lash swept over Rose’ s naked buttocks, this one at the base, and the strident cry of pain attested to Alice’ s malicious vigor in inflicting it. Rose’ s hips writhed frantically, and she tried to raise her head; but Maude, impressed by her guardian’ s threat, managed to force the captive’ s face well down.
“ Keep her thus, Maude, and come here, Alice,” he instructed. And when the brunette had obeyed, he bade her take a box of pins and “ make Miss Nellie’ s camisole skintight, so that it will be as if her bare flesh were offered for her punishment, whilst at the same time preserving her obsessive modesty.”
Alice hurried to obey, and in a few moments had taken little folds here and three of the camisole and pinned it so that at every breath Nellie took, her nipples and bosom- peaks seemed to thrust through the fragile white stuff of the garment.
Then, taking up a metal leafcutter and sitting nonchalantly on his stool facing her, Mr. Cameron drew back the tip and after careful aim and deliberation, let fly to that the oval- shaped head of the flat gleaming implement smacked angrily and noisily against Nellie’ s lower left breast. Taken by surprise, the lovely blonde opened her eyes, which were brimming with tears, and sucking in her breath, wiggled backwards. Mr. Cameron amused himself for a few minutes with smacking her breasts all over, sparing her nipples, however, till at last he tapped the left bud and bade her pay attention to a really harsh smack. The pain was atrocious and Nellie cried out and flung herself back.
“ Enough of this modesty,” he cried, and, taking a pair of scissors, cut away her camisole so that it fluttered to the floor, leaving her naked but for hose, garters, pumps and drawers. Her beautiful bosom was splotched with bright pain stains from the leafcutter’ s attentions, and his eyes roamed her half- nudity with ardor, while poor Nellie, grinding her teeth and closing her eyes, swayed in her bonds, trying to withstand her ordeal with Spartan stoicism.
Moving the stool a little closer to his mature half- naked prey, Mr. Cameron rolled up his nightshirt and used several of the pins to keep it in place above his loins, so that Nellie beheld the adamant appendage of his maleness. But since she kept her eyes steadfastly closed, he reached up and squeezed both her bare breasts with greedy hands, till the shame of that bold enterprise forced her to open her eyes and then to gasp and try to fling herself wildly back to escape not only his hands but that threat to her virginal virtue which loomed massively, swollen with desire.
But when one of his hands slid down her waist to feel her front between her straddled legs, Nellie uttered a hoarse cry: “ Oh, don’ t, you unspeakable brute! You have no right to do a thing like that to me, guardian or no guardian!”
“ I perceive you prefer pain to caresses, then, Miss Nellie. Very well, I will try to accommodate you. Alice, cut her drawers off and be careful not to snip that fastidious bare skin she so values,” he ironically quipped.
Nellie groaned and sobbed with shame as Alice hurried to obey, excited by her participation in this mature virgin’ s downfall. Then the pieces of the white drawers fell away, the thick, dark blonde bush of Miss Nellie was instantly in view, hiding even the soft pink corals of her maiden loveseat, so abundant was the growth. His fingers entwined the silky softness of those amorous tendrils, till poor Nellie was purple with shame and turned her face to one side to escape having to watch her own mortification by a man who was himself virtually naked and in the throes of obvious sexual desire for the part of her he was so boldly and indecently manipulating. For now he began to pry the lips apart, marveling at their plumpness and softness, and presently inserted a forefinger as far as it would go, till with a cry and backward lunge Nellie wordlessly informed him that he had attained her hymeneal seal.
Now, to distract her a moment, he lifted his forefinger up to the shallow wide niche of hex navel and rubbed that dainty nook whilst he contemplated her panting, shuddering nakedness, made the more salacious by the remaining garb of hose and garters and pumps.
Then his other hand returned to the charge, as it were, caressing the soft tender insides of the young beauty’ s pink- carnationy- satin naked thighs, till she was virtually beside herself, throwing herself this way and that, uttering pathetic little moans and ejaculated “ Ohh no- don’ t” and “ Oh my God, Mr. Cameron, you mustn’ t!” whilst Rose, still forced to keep well bent down in the broad armchair, futilely sought to move her sister’ s executioner by frantic appeals to his decency, which, of course, availed neither of the girls anything.
“ Now, since Miss Nellie’ s backside is plump and full and spacious, Alice, I suggest a solid birch rod,” he commanded, and Alice hurried to the case in which several of these indispensable implements were readied and waiting. Meanwhile, Mr. Cameron put his left arm round Nellie’ s supple waist and drew her towards him, till her furry thatch was met by the prodding fierce rigidity of his male lance; the frightened naked beauty tried to lunge back, but by now Alice had stationed herself and at his nod, sent the rod whistling across the plumpest middle of that luscious bare bottom, sending Nellie forward with a convulsive lunge and wail of torment as she realized that he was literally between Scylla and Charybdis. His organ foraged advantageously as she bounded towards him, and inserted nearly to the barrier, whereupon he made another sign, and the birch hissed through the air to stripe Nellie’ s lower bottomsummits with an energetic thud. Once again the unfortunate naked captive lunged forward from the burning impetus, and this time Mr. Cameron felt himself burrow through the maidenly obstruction which nature had formed to keep Nellie chase. A shriek of pain evinced this defloration, and now, gripping her snugly round the waist, Mr. Cameron called to his brunette ward to “ Go on, and don’ t spare the minx!”
Alice did not do so. She was very angry with Miss Nellie for having distracted her amorous guardian and lover from her own embraces, and so she dealt that weaving, reddening, squirming naked backside a ferocious thrashing. But Nellie, now solidly rammed and crammed by Mr. Cameron, could only writhe and groan and sob, for her deflowering was even more imperious to her awareness than was the flogging. Myriad sensations roused and surged through her, till at last Mr. Cameron with a wild cry of joy, attained his objective and flooded the tight warm haven of delight. Alice applied a last pair of furious cuts over the jerking, contracting bare wealed bottom, and Nellie’ s cry soon echoed Mr. Cameron’ s, through hers was more of pain than bliss as was his.
Cupping her breasts and kissing them in turn as he lingered deep within her vitals, glorying in the feverish sensations which the contraction of her womb procured his still rooting membrane, Mr. Cameron declared himself well satisfied with the punishment of Miss Nellie for false modesty, as he termed it, and at length permitted her to go to her room in Maude’ s company for ablutions and soothing salves, whilst Alice freed Rose from the punishment chair and led her back to the room, warning her that she had been fortunate to be spared a sound flogging and that if she did not show more amenable disposition, she would find herself in the cellar again for an uninterrupted session with the rod.
Once the girls had been locked up in their room for the night, to exchange their anguished impressions, Alice and Maude returned to the cellar to disport themselves with their virile guardian, who ordered them both to strip nude save for hose, garters and pumps. Then Maude was bound to the triangle and Alice applied a dozen cuts slowly with the birch, after which, to her own dismay, Alice was made to stand facing Maude and was herself bound with updrawn wrists and straddled ankles against her naked companion, so that the least movement of either girl frictioned her body against the other.
Doffing his nightshirt entirely, Mr. Cameron walked about the lovely naked girls, admiring the esthetic welding of their quivering, voluptuous young bodies and their contrasts, the soft pink rondures of Maude and the creamy sheened svelte and lithe forms of Alice and then he blindfolded them both, and, taking the leafcutter, amused himself with flicking their bottoms and thighs and arms and the sides of their breasts till their wiggling twists and squirmings inflamed his lusts anew.
To be sure, this involuntary friction, bound together as they were, produced lascivious feelings in both Maude and Alice, and by the time he paused and cast aside the leafcutter, both girls were imploring him to ease their sensual torments by having them. Mr. Cameron decided to enjoy the revelry of a tourney, and so stated that he proposed to give each girl a dozen over the bottom first with the birch, then an equal dozen with the tawse, and that she who least cried out during the flogging would earn the recompense of his embraces.
Striding to their side with a fresh birch in his right hand, Mr. Cameron paused to admire the trembling, tensing muscles of their glossy bottoms and upper legs, and then swept the birch around Alice’ s upper bottom. She being to his right; instantly, with an ambidextrous twist of his wrist, he cut the rod from left to right so . that it dashed over Maude’ s riper bottom at its fullest salient, and admired the wanton way both girls jerked and rubbed together, tugging at their wrists and trying to close their legs.
By the time the dozen with the birch had been inflicted on each furiously marked and wiggling bare bottom, Alice and Maude were, it must be said, slyly employing the means Miss Lily Ashton had discovered in the gymnasium for easing the burning of the birch, that is to say, by frictioning her loins against the dome so that erotic sensations would distract her. And of course, since in their case it was against each other’ s private naked parts, the sensations derived thereby were far more considerable.
When the tawse came into play, it was Alice who first cried out as the wicked two- fingered leather band whisked angrily over the base of her naked backside and the tip swept round to sting the edge of her bare hip. But Maude echoed the cry as she tasted the leather band, and by the time each girl had had her dozen, Alice, who was more emotional, was found to have lost the tourney. Maude was untied and made to straddle over Mr. Cameron as he laid down on a chaise longue which Maude had to draw up before the triangle. Languidly, a long supple switch in one hand, he amused himself as Maude descended herself upon his upright weapon, by flicking the tip of the very long withe against Alice’ s breasts and inner thighs and belly. And thus once again did the connoisseur of female pulchritude taste the dual joys of love and conquest as few men are ever privileged to do.