The Power of Mesmerism

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side,
and said: "You have incurred punishment by your neglect, but as you are
evidently in a rather nervous state, I will inflict it in my bedroom.
Come to me immediately after afternoon studies."
    At the appointed time Ethel tremblingly sought Madame Cul's bedroom.
    The schoolmistress, after locking the door, proceeded to assist her in
removing all her clothes. When this was accomplished she directed her
to lie on a velvet couch that was covered with cushions. This she did,
and Madame Cul adjusted her in such a manner that while lying on her
belly one of the velvet cushions lay between her extended thighs.
    She now commenced to birch her with light stinging cuts that, although
not apparently heavy enough to break or lacerate her delicate skin, had
such a smarting effect that Ethel felt she must scream to relieve the
pain. This was presently succeeded by a warm voluptuous glow that sent
a tremor through her whole frame. She felt as though she wanted to pee,
and yet that did not seem the reason of her strange sensations.
    As the birching proceeded, Madame occasionally placed her hand on the
bottom of the penitent, which tended so to increase Ethel's excitement
that, wildly squeezing the cushion between her thighs, she spent
copiously.
    Madame, delighted to see what had happened, lifted her own skirts and
with a few insertions of her finger produced the same result on herself.
    When she had recovered she ordered Ethel to rise, then pretending to
notice the moisture on the pillow, asked her what she had been doing.
    Poor Ethel blushed scarlet, and looked awfully distressed.
    "Come here, my darling," Madame said, "let me see what has been the
matter with you," and she took her across her knees, extending her on
her back.
    She examined her cunt, pressed and rubbed her belly, squeezed her
nipples between her fingers till they grew quite impudently erect,
inserted her finger in Ethel's cunt, and commenced to frig the agitated
girl luxuriously, making her toss about in such extasy that, when
spending again, Madame could scarcely hold her, so violent were her
contortions.
    (Madame's finger entered easily, but she made no remark, for she knew
full well that the entrance had been forced by Minette's finger—which
was, in fact, the case.)
    After this Ethel was initiated into every means of procuring sensual
pleasure that Sapphism could teach, but it was not until her return
home, and the subsequent meeting with her brother, that she actually
felt the real delight of a prick inside her (which no substitutes can
ever equal), although she knew all that man could do unto her.
    It will be seen, therefore, that by reason of her school experiences
she was well prepared for any species of lechery which her brother
might venture to propose.
    In the course of a few days Mr. Etheridge was compelled again to visit
the neighbouring town where he would be detained till the next day.
    Thus the opportunity came at last for which Frank had been waiting. At
dinner he plied his mother with Burgundy (of which she was very fond)
to the greatest possible extent, without raising her suspicions, whilst
he literally devoured her with his gaze.
    Later in the evening, she sat in a large easy chair and seemed to be
getting drowsy. Frank said, "As we shall scarcely require anything else
to-night, may the servants go to bed, Mamma?"
    She assented, and after the order had been given, Frank, looking
triumphantly towards his sister, seriously commenced his attempt to
mesmerize his own mother. At first she involuntarily resisted his
efforts, but at length she succumbed, and as her head fell on her
shoulder he openly made the necessary passes, and she speedily became
entirely at his mercy.
    "Now, Ethel," said he, "I will gratify my passion."
    He approached his mother. She was in evening dress and her lovely
bubbies were half visible, and from the semirecumbent position in which
she lay every outline of her form could be clearly seen.
    Her son first carefully raised those

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