Whipped Virgins
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| French title: | "Vierges fouettées" | |
| Author: | Aimé Van Rod | |
| Illustrator | Cover by M. Del Giglio, ill. by Lewis Bald | |
| Cover Artist | M. del Giglio | |
| Country | Paris | |
| Period | 20th Century (1900-1909) | |
| Subject | Flagellation | |
| Publisher | Roberts & Dardaillon | |
| Printer | Saint-Denis, Imprimerie H. Bouillant, 47 boul. de Chateaudun | |
| Released | 1909 | |
| Pages | 238 | |
| Notes | BNF: Tolbiac RES P- Y2- 477, Arsenal RESERVE SP 8- RN- 15030. | |
 | From: bibliocuriosa.com
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Aimé Van Rod, Whipped Virgins , (Parisian Edition, Roberts & Dardaillon, 1909). Edition adorned with ten illustrations by Lewis Bald and a cover illustrated by Del Giglio. Presentation and text prepared by Nathalie Quirion.
Summary
"Two virgins, two sisters, sixteen and seventeen years old, delightfully fresh, pretty and naive, are placed, by one of those chances that make up life, into the hands of a double-faced philanthropist and two cruel and refined shrews. And what we find in this book is simply, written in a style of good company, the detailed story of their modest emotions, their humiliations and their sufferings in front of the hypocritical sermons and under the whipping hands, until at last Providence, appearing in the guise of a young and charming doctor, draws them from the house of the ogres without them having left the slightest feather there, and returns them to a happiness of which they have always remained worthy. The reader will feel sorry for the cuties, but will nevertheless be delighted to have met them...in all their aspects." {{hr}
After the death of their father, two young English girls, very beautiful and naive, find themselves entrusted to the care of a man who presents himself as their charitable benefactor. But in fact, Mr. Slace turns out to be a real executioner who revels in the suffering of others. In the company of the formidable governess Mrs. Marjorie and the very severe teacher Miss Griffith, the English sadist will take charge of the special education of the young ladies by subjecting them to ever more humiliating and cruel punishments.
- Artwork from Whipped Virgins
- Extract from BiblioCuriosa
- First, high skirts! she said.
She bundled up the cutie's clothes herself and pinned them as she had done for Jane.
"I could give you the tawse, Edith!" she said, but I prefer to vary my means! You'll taste some tawse before it's long!...
Docile, because powerless, Edith allowed her head to be firmly embedded between her mistress's powerful thighs, then the latter brought her wrists back to her loins and passed her thumbs which she squeezed cruelly.
This done, she asked Mr. Slace for the whip and begged him to fit the three pieces of the whip together.
- I'm sorry, Edith, she said, to have to be so severe for a start, but I saw that I was dealing with two strong heads. Too bad for your behinds! I am going to castigate you, too, so that you will be before me like a very well-behaved and very trembling little girl! Hold ! hold ! hold ! hold ! whip! whip! whip! whip!....
Roughly handled by his beautiful bare arm up to above the elbow, the whip was disheveled in the air and roughly whipped, one after the other, the two beautiful pale buttocks, soon striped with red, of the dark-haired Edith, whose cries were muffled in the hollow of the whipper's dress.
The castigated croup was shaken with formidable convulsions. Muscles leaped under the tender skin, and Mr. Slace, placed in the best possible position to lose nothing of the spectacle, did not know what he should admire most about this wonderful, whipped buttocks, which quickly flushed and darkened. waved wildly, or the ardor of the whipper whose indefatigable arm lowered and raised rhythmically, and whose face, imprinted with a singular mixture of fury and pleasure, expressed intense emotion and was truly beautiful in this time.
Miss Griffith seemed to excite herself as she whipped. What intimate monologues rumbled behind her thin, pale lips, which let no sound through? Only she could have told, but she was much too busy for that!... Furiously, and yet without haste, she pulled down the straps which hissed and bit into the ardent flesh, sticking to them tightly for half a breath. second, to rush off again and fall more furiously from fessade to fessade...
Sometimes they lashed the flats of the croup, sometimes it was the most swollen parts that received their cruel embrace; sometimes finally they rushed with a dull noise between the poor "twin sisters" and their curved points reached the places, sensitive to excess, of which Voltaire thinks when he criticizes the use of rods in the correction of children. And then a more piercing cry issued from the lap of the terrible whipping machine, and the whole rump rose to fall panting, under new stings and immediately begin its frenzied dance again...
For three or four minutes, Miss Griffith spanked, and when exhausted she sat up, without however loosening the grip of her knees, the whipped rump had taken on all its surface the color of a cooked crayfish.
Edith's cries and her contortions showed that the unfortunate woman had not fainted, in spite of her terrible beating. Miss Griffith opened her legs, and Edith looked up.
Her neck arched back, screaming in pain, she stammered incoherent words. Her ears were crimson, as was her entire face, which was dripping with tears.
- Oh! you don't know what it's like to have a whip!... grated the governess. I hope you will now be better informed!
Alas! Edith knew it too well already, and she had never pretended to be unaware of it!
“I am your mistress, you hear? continued Miss Griffith, slapping the unfortunate victim. And not only your school mistress, but your absolute mistress! A word, a gesture, a look, and you must rush to my orders, otherwise it's the whip!... Do you hear, over there, Jane?... And you, Edith?... Kiss my feet, immediately!... Come on!...
By the hair, she lowered the young girl's head to her high, well-arched, glossy kidskin boot, and she rubbed her mouth against the buttons at the risk of scratching her; then, still holding her by the hair, she straightened her.
- Quickly ! the head between my knees!... The spanking is not finished, my beautiful!...
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