Lovely Lisette Joyaux, left to her own devices, began to explore the serene countryside where her aunt dwelt. Since she displayed the utmost affection to the lonely spinster and had never committed any serious breach of etiquette, Hortensia allowed the girl unrestricted freedom. Indeed, the aunt herself knew all the neighbors in the little farm town and could think of no possible reason to prohibit the wanderings of her charming niece. The kindly Hortensia did not realize, however, that a looming mansion only a few hundred feet away from her own modest dwelling was recently rented to a wealthy young divorcée. And it was here-in that stately house-where young Lisette would become acquainted with the most erotic and complex lore and behavior of all-the mystic rites performed by four impassioned Lesbians.
The divorcée was none other than Janine Ericourt. Her husband had cast her aside only six months previously when he returned from a trip unexpectedly early and discovered his voluptuous young wife in the arms of a lover. Perhaps, being young and gallant and tolerant by nature, Maurice Ericourt might simply have chided his bride for her indiscretion and tactfully advised her to conduct her extramarital amours elsewhere other than in their marital dwelling. Yes, perhaps the husband would have been more accepting had this lover been of his own sex. But therein lay the problem, for Janine's lover was of the same tender sex as herself, a handsome blond woman named Suzanne Vegouret, a 25-year-old whom Maurice Ericourt secretly coveted from afar. But little did he suspect that Suzanne Vegouret, an avowed Lesbian, disdained all men.
Thus cuckolded in both his male ego and by the deception itself, Maurice Ericourt denounced both women for their wickedness. He promptly consulted his attorney and thus brought to an end his two-year-old marriage.
Being wealthy and wishing no scandal, however, he offered a lucrative settlement upon Janine with the stipulations that she not contest the divorce and that she leave Paris forever. Janine agreed, and thus it was that she came to this little town in Normandy to find serenity and tranquillity in the beautiful French countryside. But after a few months of quiet loneliness, she sent for her blonde sweetheart. With Suzanne came two friends, beautiful, desirable, and equally devoted to that virginal ardor which excludes all men, to the passion that smoulders only in the presence of females.
And so Janine Ericourt now felt comforted in her banishment from the City of Light, and she gave herself up ecstatically to the amorous escapades to which Suzanne and the other two beauties introduced her. And soon, unbeknownst to Lisette's elderly aunt, there was a happy foursome of impassioned Lesbians living and loving in the Bromard mansion.
One fateful July day, Lisette went out to search for her dearest chum, the charming Eva, granddaughter of an old caretaker for the elegant little villa on the corner across the street. But Eva had been sent by her mother to take a basketful of berries to her aunt on the other side of town. Faintly vexed at this turn of events, Lisette, while returning to her aunt's dwelling, decided to explore the abandoned house nearby. It had been inhabited by an elderly couple who decided to return to Paris and thus put the place up for rent or purchase through solicitors.
Like her aunt, Lisette did not know the mansion was now inhabited by four exciting and voluptuous young women. Indeed, the women were most discreet so that the neighbors might not suspect their relationship - that is, the existence of four such attractive young women living together under one roof without any husbands or consorts or any apparent means of support. But the folly of passion sometimes tempts even cautious people into error, and thus it was with Janine and Suzanne and their two dear friends; Madeleine Surmain and Paulette Renaud.
For on this special afternoon, the four fair Lesbians had decided to enjoy the sun by relaxing in the little summerhouse in the garden of the Bromard estate. They felt protected by the huge hedges sprouting on all three sides of the garden, which was connected to the back of the house. But they did not reckon on the curiosity of a lonely girl who was out of sorts because she had no companion.
Lisette stopped at the gate which led to the mansion, tentatively lifted the latch, and let herself in. Seeing no sign of life, she was about to leave when she spied a narrow alleyway at one side of the house and decided to explore. Taking this path, she arrived at the edge of the garden, from which she observed the little summerhouse. And standing near a bed of nasturtiums, she suddenly perceived that the summerhouse was not at all vacant. She drew closer and her eyes widened with astonishment to behold an incredible sight.
The four young women, to be more at ease and to allow the sun to caress their lush bodies, entered the summerhouse with the intention of lounging on wicker chairs and upholstered benches placed here and there near windows made of thick, clear glass. The girls wore only scanty chemises, but then, believing themselves alone and safe from prying eyes, they discovered that their sheer garments incited them to lascivious pranks, which ultimately became more and more amorous. Suzanne, you see, had introduced into their rituals a fascinating new precept - that of voluptuous fustigation. While she was separated from her beloved Janine, she chanced to meet Madeleine and Paulette, who themselves were already sweethearts. She invited them to her apartment where the three young women tasted the sweet forbidden fruits of woman-love. Madeleine, however, showed her companion Paulette more attention than Suzanne cared to see, especially as she was the hostess. She accordingly scolded Madeleine, and finally out of exasperation, took the handsome young woman across her lap, and began to spank her as one would an unruly child.
Paulette giggled at the sight of her petite amie's discomfort. Therefore, the irate Suzanne decided upon firmer measures to show both these young women she wasn't playing games. She stopped a moment and, rucking up Madeleine's skirt and chemise, resumed the spanking, her open hand smacking loudly upon Madeleine's silken panties with such effect that the charming victim squealed and squirmed and finally burst into tears and cried for mercy.
Suzanne, instantly contrite, ceased the punishment and lifted Madeleine to her feet. To her surprise, however, Madeleine was inflamed with desire towards her. The two young women stood, arms entwined around each other, their mouths and tongues fused in mutual frenzy. Paulette was forgotten as both women moved to the couch and there merged in passionate conclave.
Later when Paulette - disconcerted because she had been ignored-protested Madeleine's infidelity, she herself was forced to that selfsame couch by Madeleine and Suzanne who flung her down upon her belly. Suzanne then seated herself astride Paulette's supple back while Madeleine lifted up Paulette's chemise and began to apply a vigorous spanking over the victim's tender oval-shaped bottom. Paulette burst into tears of chagrin, shame, and distress, but then she, too, discovered the miracle of voluptuous correction from the hands of her beloved, for when they released her, her eyes were humid with desire and she could not wait to make love!
And thus this trio became a passionate one, welded in the crucible of amorous chastisement. From that day forth, the three did not tryst together without resorting to this stimulating kind of prelude. Naturally, when they came to live with Janine, they readily introduced the beautiful brunette divorcée to the mystic ceremonials of flagellation. From the benign spanking with the soft palm, they experimented with a folded newspaper, an ivory comb, a long-handled bath brush, and a dampened napkin (which eventually they knotted so as to serve as a kind of little whip). In the countryside, they discovered how to make birch rods from hedges and trees for their erotic diversions-they even experimented with bouquets of metal. And Suzanne, returning to Paris for a weekend, found a leather-goods shop where she procured a martinet, a red leather dog whip, and several straps of varying lengths and thicknesses which could be put to use in the new household. And thus it was that the golden-haired Lisette Joyaux beheld a strange scene through the windowpanes of the little summerhouse one July afternoon when curiosity and boredom led her into the hidden and shielded garden of what she and her aunt believed to be an abandoned mansion. She stood transfixed beside the bed of nasturtiums watching the most incredible sight she had ever witnessed.
Paulette, slim and tall and copper-haired, revelling in the verve of her twenty-three years, was wielding a three-thonged martinet upon the naked bottom of Suzanne who was couched across the lap of Janine and whose hands were held by her adoring sweetheart Madeleine. Suzanne's chemise was unbuttoned and dragged up high on her ivory back to expose the contoured cheeks of her naked behind, separated by a broadening furrow. Suzanne weaved and twisted and flailed her bare legs wildly in the air under each stinging kiss of the martinet, allowing little Lisette to see the thickly fleeced aperture of her pussy, as well as the bewitching pink rosette of her anus. The woman convulsed under the biting impact of the broad leather thongs as they darted through the air and flattened with a noisy crack over her bare bottom, causing her shuddering hemispheres to yawn further apart and to clench in convulsive spasms.
Janine curved her left arm around Suzanne's waist and pressed her right hand against the cheekbone of the victim. With blazing eyes she followed the flight of the red leather band already raising angrily crimson streaks on the victim's skin.
"Go on, you are only just beginning!" she encouraged Paulette. "Make her cry, make her beg pardon, naughty girl that she is!"
But suddenly Paulette stopped, the wooden handle of the martinet clutched tightly in her hand, and her mouth gaped with surprise. She had just spotted Lisette at the end of the garden, and she was petrified with surprise at this intrusion.
"No!" she hissed. "There is someone spying on us! Pull her chemise down and let her up! We must go catch this wicked spy who dares interrupt our pleasure!"
Lisette could not move from her vantage spot, even when she saw Paulette cast aside the martinet, saw Madeleine help Suzanne to her feet and pull down her chemise, and then saw all four beauties leave the summerhouse and rush towards her. When she finally regained her poise, it was too late. Janine, running like a young deer, came up to her and seized her by a wrist.
"Who are you? What are you doing here? How dare you spy upon us, you little good-for-nothing!" the brunette divorcée exclaimed.
"I have an idea," Madeleine smiled knowingly as her eyes devoured the girl's budding figure. "Into the summerhouse with her, and we'll let her have a taste of the martinet herself and thus learn the truth!"
