Anonymous - Maude Cameron And Her Guardian

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.”