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eventually I crept down the stairs and out across the courtyard to the stables. The Bailey twins were still there and they were alone. I knew they werenât asleep, however, as from time to time one or the other would utter a soft groan.
As a special treat the grooms sometimes let me feed and water the horses. It occurred to me that the girls might also be thirsty - theyâd been there for hours and hours with no one looking after them, so far as I knew. I went closer and the nearest one turned her head and looked at me. âAre you thirsty?â I asked. âWould you like a drink of water?â
âGod bless, young master,â she said, âwe would that!â
I filled a ladle at the water butt and squatted down to hold it to each of their lips in turn. They drank greedily and it took two more trips before theyâd had their fill. I thought I should go back to the house then, but first I went around behind to see how their rear ends were faring.
âYour bottoms are very red,â I said. âI expect theyâre still hot, are they?â
âLike lookinâ at our bums do you, Jamie-boy?â one asked, having obviously picked up on my grandfatherâs pet name for me.
âYes,â I said solemnly, âtheyâre very nice. Nell has a nice bottom too. Hers is sometimes even redder than yours, when sheâs been very naughty.â
âUntie us,â the Bailey girl said, âand weâll show you somethinâ even nicer, wonât we, Het?â
âWe will that,â her sister said. âWeâll show you our furry kittens. You can even stroke âem if you want. Youâd like that, wouldnât you?â
âAll the lads like strokinâ our pussies,â the first one said, and the two of them laughed.
I thought I would like to see their kittens, but remembered my grandfather saying the girls were to stay tied up all night. I could never go against his word. âIâve got to go back now,â I said.
They called after me, laughing, saying something about their pussies. As I crossed the yard to the house the mocking laughter followed me.
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Chapter 11
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âSevere, certainly,â I said to Freddie, âbut we also have to be fair. By that I mean we canât afford to show any favouritism. Definitely you mustnât show any - we donât want another war breaking out, do we? Whatever you do to Molly, you have to repeat it exactly with Mary and vice versa.â
My godson nodded glumly, clearly holding himself partially responsible for the quarrel and subsequent brawl and feeling guilty in consequence. I thought he was being rather hard on himself, personally, but said nothing. Resolving oneâs doubts about oneself is an important part of growing up.
âBut most definitely severe,â I said. âI intend this to be a punishment theyâll remember the rest of their lives.â
âHow many strokes, sir, have you decided?â
âNot exactly. I thought we might leave it open-ended. You know - just keep going till we feel itâs enough.â
My grandfather had occasionally handed out such a punishment, which in many ways was harder on the penitent than the more usual sort with a fixed number of strokes. With no finishing line in sight, the session could seem interminable.
âWhen I say âsevereâ,â I added as an afterthought, âIâm speaking in laymanâs terms, of course. Are you familiar with the usual flogger definitions, Freddie?â
âI donât believe I am, sir.â
I explained it to him, as my grandfather had explained it to me many years before. I told him a hard stroke is generally accepted as one that tests to the utmost limit the victimâs resolve to hold her position. With a severe stroke, she would find it impossible to do so and some form of restraint would be required - ropes, straps and suchlike, or else a third party
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