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First trainingThe sight of her thinly-clad bottom, which was so beautifully round, stirred me and it was as though I felt the birch clasped in my hand once more. Even so, I did not linger but bidding her a fond goodnight went along to my room and there left my door ajar of a purpose. I knew that I had to listen and felt all tense within. The minutes passed all too slowly. I watched my clock with care, half fearful that Sarah might delay or be late in her going, for I sensed punctuality to be important. How quiet the house was when her bare feet slurred at last along the corridor! I heard then a little cry from her as she evidently entered our stepmother’s room and then a slapping sound followed by another cry. “You have seen it once already, Sarah. It is but a cock and a fine one. Am I to birch you, girl? Will you not kneel up? Come, present your bottom. What a lovely one you have!” “Oh, d… d… don’t, please! I cannot in front of him!” “What has he to say in the matter-or you? Do you treat this as a mere lewdness of desire, you sillikins?” SWEEEE-IISSSH! The birch sounded distinctly, making such a juicy sound across my sister’s bottom, and she wailed. “Will you have another and another, Sarah? He dare not move nor stir until you are presented up to him ...» |
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