Anonymous - New Ladies tickler

Nor were my opportunities for viewing her lovely person confined to the exhibition thus made during my punishment. Lady Love-sport's residence is, you are aware, on the seacoast. Within a short distance of the house there is a retired bay, shut in by two projecting rocks on either side, so as not to be approached, except through our own grounds. Here a small bathing house had been erected, and we were accustomed to repair thither every day in fine weather. During the warm summer months we used often to wander there by ourselves, without any attendant. Generally we were in the habit of wearing bathing gowns, but it would sometimes happen that, after sporting and toying together for a while, Lady Lovesport would either get angry, or at least pretend to do so, at something or another I did, and would hastily tear a few twigs from the young birch trees which grew on the shore, and making me take off my bathing gown, she would apply the rod to my posteriors. But on these occasions this was always done sportively, and evidently without any intention of inflicting pain. Nay, she would even sometimes strip off her own wet attire, which interfered with her movements, and arming herself with one rod and allowing me to provide myself with another, we would chase each other in the water or up and down the soft sands, and when one succeeded in catching the other, there always followed a smart application of the soft green twigs to the buttocks and thighs of the fugitive.

After this sport had been repeated several times, I began to observe that my aunt always selected one spot for this amusement, exactly in front of a dense thicket which rather projected out from the rest of the shore; a boundary was fixed on each side, beyond which it was declared we were not to go, so that in chasing each other, we had always to pass close in front of this thicket. On one occasion I was a little startled by observing, as I thought, a slight movement in the thicket, as if someone were passing through the bushes, but my aunt laughed at me. She said it was only a rabbit hopping about, and at the same time applied her rod so vigorously to my posteriors that she soon gave me something else to think of. I was, however, induced after this to keep a watch upon the thicket, and occasionally I was convinced I saw a similar movement. Nay, once I was pretty certain that I caught a glimpse of a face, which seemed to me in the slight glance I had of it, to be very like that of a young gentleman who resided in the neighbourhood, whose family was very intimate with my aunt, and who himself was a frequent visitor at our house. But as I had no wish for a repetition of the severe discipline which my first observation had brought upon me, I said no more about it. It also struck me as somewhat singular that when we returned to the house after any of these frolicsome pastimes, we were quite certain either to find the young gentleman there, or have him arrive very soon after us.

But I think I have made this letter long enough, so adieu for the present.

Emily

My Dear Lucy,

Not having any news to give you, for everything here is as dull and uninteresting as ever, I shall resume my story.

A young lady, the daughter of a friend of my aunt, had been on a visit to us for some time. She was an extremely beautiful girl, about fifteen years of age, with one of the handsomest and most elegantly shaped figures I had ever seen. For some reason, for which I could not well account, my aunt seemed to have taken a dislike to her, and was continually finding fault with her. It is true that Maria gave her considerable cause for dissatisfaction, for she was idle and lazy, constantly getting into mischief and doing something or other which she knew quite well would displease my aunt. Lady Lovesport had very often threatened to whip her unless she behaved herself better. Maria seemed to pay no attention to what she said, but I, who knew my aunt better, had little doubt she would carry her threat into execution.

One forenoon we were sitting together at our work. My aunt had that morning been very much displeased with Maria for some mischief she had committed, and told her that before she went out she intended to punish her with a sound flogging. I was seated with my face to the window which commanded a view of the avenue, and I saw Mr. Everard, the young gentleman to whom I have already alluded, coming towards the house. I was a little surprised that no announcement was made to us of his arrival. In a short time, however, my aunt's confidential servant came into the room, and whispered a few words in her ear. Soon afterwards my aunt rose up, and giving me some work to do, which would occupy me some time, she told me to make myself ready to accompany her on a visit she was going to make in an hour afterwards. She then desired Maria to follow her to her apartment.

I was very certain that my aunt's purpose was to punish the girl, and I could not help somehow connecting this punishment with the arrival of Mr. Everard. I felt a strong desire to ascertain whether I was right in this conjecture. The idea took such a strong hold upon my mind that I determined to be a spectatress of the punishment, and, knowing a back way to a closet which would give me a full view of all my aunt's doings in her own room, you may guess I soon dropped the work I had to do, and hurried to my place of espionage, finding myself there not a moment too soon, for she had already got the trembling Maria divested of everything but her chemise, and I could see that her bubbies were sufficiently grown to swell out and show their charming rotundity in the most enticing manner possible. As soon as she was thus stripped, my aunt made her place her arms behind her, and tied them with a handkerchief behind her back. She then took another handkerchief and fastened it firmly over her eyes, so as to blindfold her completely.

In this condition she led her to a couch, which, fortunately, was in full view from my hiding place, and made her lie down upon it, at the same time lifting up her chemise and fastening it around her waist so as to leave all her person below that perfectly naked. Indeed, from the loose manner in which that garment hung around her, my aunt easily contrived to lay bare the whole of the upper part of her person likewise, the chemise merely forming a sort of girdle round her waist, where it was retained by the manner in which her arms were bound.

When all this was arranged, my aunt made a signal to someone in the bedroom, and, to my great surprise-though I must say I had rather anticipated something of the sort-I saw Mr. Everard steal gently from the one room to the other, and place himself at the back of the couch, leaning his arms upon it and gazing intently, though of course in perfect silence, upon the lovely form thus exposed, naked, before his eyes. He had taken off his coat, waistcoat, and his boots, but otherwise he was completely dressed.

No sooner had he taken his place than my aunt began to apply the rod to the exquisite posteriors which were thus presented to her in such an inviting position for the birch. She was not very severe at first, and Maria lay pretty still, though her shrinking, quivering flesh showed that she felt keenly the stinging touches. As the charming buttocks began to be reddened by this exhilarating exercise, my aunt seemed to get excited and heated with her work, and plied the rod more sharply and vigorously.

In proportion as she felt the pain increase, Maria began to exhibit symptoms of the intensity of her feelings. She turned and twisted about, and writhed her body in every manner of strange contortion, sometimes raising up her buttocks by resting on her knees, so as to exhibit her lovely belly, sometimes trying to avoid the sharp stripes by turning herself round to my side, thereby giving me a full view of the front part of her person, with the lovely characteristic which distinguishes our sex showing its delicious lips opening and closing again, as they were affected by the nature of her contortions and the constant twisting and writhing of her body.