Return to Avondale

'Sides, we'll be back in an hour. More or less."

"Oh, you bitches," wailed Donna. "Just you wait, Ginny! Pam darling, make her let me loose.

I'll make love to you ten times in a row tonight!"

"Sorry, pussycat," laughed Pamela. "Long nipples are so very cute on a girl. Bye!"

Donna whisked her hair from side to side in anger and frustration.

"Oh, damn. Double and triple damn!" she whined. But Donna Carson wasn't really angry.

Girl games! A girl could expect anything

The others left. She was alone.

"Let's see, now… if I bend this way, maybe… ow!… sorry about that, Miss Left Nipple. Well, let's try something else…"

Chapter Six

It was not often that transgressions were com- mitted at Avondale. They were indeed rare, for the whip worked wonders in removing from a young lady most, bad habits. Yet occasionally an unfor- tunate incident did take place. After all, it must be remembered that the inmates of Avondale were there because of anti-society behavior in the first place, and even though the girls' habits had been mainly corrected, sometimes a girl reverted briefly to her old ways in a moment of weakness.

The ten girls had been called to Ravan's office, and they knew immediately that something was amiss. Rarely were all the girls gathered together in Ravan's office, and minor problems were usually corrected by the mistresses' application of a whis- tling cat across a girl's panty.

Ravan looked very stern, a manner not often seen by any of the girls.

"To be brief," she spoke, "mistress Jan has had her watch stolen."

A murmur of disbelief came forth from several mouths.

"I 've called you here obviously to give one of you the chance to make a clean breast of it. Crimes here are forgiven if the girl is big enough to admit it. Of course, a significant punishment is also involved, but then the incident is forgotten. If no one con- fesses, and we find out who did it on our own inves- tigation, the culprit is removed from here and sent to Danmoor Woman's Prison in Stratford for her original sentence. I simply will not tolerate dis- honesty here, considering the favor you have been shown by being sent here rather than prison. I will ask you now which one of you took mistress Jan's watch. Before you answer, I will tell you the punishment involved. You have one of two choices.

You may elect to be sent to Danmoor, or you will have your pussy sewn together in front of all the other girls, and left that way for twenty-four hours. Yes, I hear your gasps, it is a terrible punishment indeed. But so is the reverting to your old bad habits after all of our love and considerate training! Now, who did it"."

The silence was deafening, and disappointing.

All of the girls knew that one of them had done it, .and were ashamed that the guilty one did not have the courage to confess.

"Very well You may return to your rooms," said

Ravan with a sigh.

It was that evening when Pamela found the watch by accident in Donna's cosmetic case. She wanted to borrow a lipstick and found the watch tucked neatly under a comb and brush set. Pamela was stunned. Donna was swimming.

"Oh, Donna. Oh, darling. Why?" she said aloud.

Pamela sat on the bed and wept for the first time since she had been at Avondale. The whips had made her cry, naturally, as they did all girls, but she had not wept in mental hurt before. It was an hour of mental anguish.

As Pamela left the room, she passed Donna in the doorway just coming in. Pamela's face was wet with tears, and she held Donna and gave her a spe- cial kiss on the mouth.

"Ooooh, a special one! Mmmm," said Donna.

"Hey, you're crying, hon. What's the matter?"

Pamela did not answer, but continued on her way to Ravan's office.

Ravan stood up when Pamela entered. Pamela put the watch on her desk.

"I'm so sorry, Ravan. I don't know what made me do it. Punish me."

Ravan smiled and kissed her lips softly.

"I'm rather proud of you, Pamela. It would have been better if you had said so when all of you were here earlier. Yet I can understand how a girl must feel when she knows what the punishment is. It does take courage. But you are here, and I can see that you have been crying, so obviously you are sorry for what you did. The punishment, will he given now, by me, but then the incident will be for- gotten. Your mother will not be told of this crime.

Go get the other girls and bring them all to the library,"

"Yes, Ravan."

Pamela was tied naked upon the center library table, her hands and feet bound to the four corners.

The other girls stood around all sides of the table.

Donna was white-faced and tears welled in her eyes. She had never felt so ashamed in her life.

When she saw the long, heavy needle and thread she gasped, and she grabbed Pamela's arm to speak out. Pamela looked at her and shook her head negatively. Tears rolled down Donna's cheeks. She was ashamed at her lack of courage.

She didn't deserve Pamela!