The day of the first intimate meeting between Lisette and Jacques was also one fraught with significance for Lisette's future. For the brunette at the Louvre descending from that limousine was, indeed, none other than Janine Ericourt, as Lisette initially believed.
Janine, for her part, was not certain that the comely young girl at the curb was the same love-slave whom she and her friends had seduced in the country. To began with, Lisette's hair was no longer braided, nor did she dress as before.
In the two years since the amorous quartet had initiated Lisette into the tender mysteries of woman love, the four Lesbians had grown more inseparable than ever, and more beautiful than ever. They now lived entirely for pleasure, visited the most elegant beauty salons, and fled Paris each winter for the warm sun of the Mediterranean or the French Riviera. Janine was now twenty-six, while blonde Suzanne was twenty-seven; Madeleine was twenty-eight, the oldest of the four, (Yet in no way did her beauty suggest it!), while charming red-haired Paulette at twenty-five was modelling for a chic and exclusive fashion salon.
And all four were, as before, dedicated to the notion that no man should ever enjoy their beauty; even the livened chauffeur Lisette had seen at the curb of the Louvre was a female. Her name was Lucette Deschamps. She was twenty-five years old, with a slim, boyish body. Her auburn hair was closely cropped so that in uniform she would resemble a young man. She, too, took part in the lascivious orgies held regularly in the remodelled basement of Janine's fashionable suburban household. The basement harbored whipping benches, old-fashioned pillories and stocks, a St. Andrew's cross, plus a selection of all types of fustigatory instruments. The music of the rod, the clack of the leather strap, the sharp, dry smack of English rattan, and the gentle sonority of palm meeting naked feminine flesh, formed a symphony of lascivious harmonies, always the prelude to the love antics shared among these four friends and their latest acquisition, the aggressive, imaginative Lucette.
But they never forgot their sweet nymph in the country and they often talked of her. Indeed, Janine learned through the rental agent for the Bromard mansion that Lisette's aunt had died and that the girl now lived in Paris. And this news made Janine eager for a reunion with Lisette who so unwittingly stumbled upon their sport in the summerhouse and who gave them, thanks to that happy accident, so many unforgettable hours of delight.
In fact, the only thing that kept the impassioned Sapphists from searching for Lisette once they learned she dwelled in Paris was the distraction of discovering Lucette. Actually Madeleine had encountered the slim auburn-haired woman as a waitress in a little café and one afternoon Madeleine discovered that Lucette had left her home in Compiegne because her brutal stepfather had tried to rape her one night when hen mother lay ill. Lucette had struck him with a wooden billet and left him for dead. She then took all his money and boarded the first bus for Paris where she tried to lose herself. She cut her hair short to avoid detection by the gendarmes and lived in constant dread that someone would discover her crime and she would end her days on the guillotine.
Madeleine thereupon proposed that Lucette come live with them in the big house, intimating that she might find gainful employment for this defiant creature who had every reason to hate men. Janine, meanwhile, engaged a private detective and discovered that Lucette's stepfather was not dead as the young woman feared, but had taken out his anger on Lucette's poor mother and beaten her so badly that she was hospitalized and he himself was sentenced to a year's imprisonment!
Lucette wept with gratitude and relief when she learned that Janine proposed to engage her as chauffeur for the four of them. She was still more delighted when, treating her like a little girl, Janine shook her finger at her and said that she must be punished for some conjured-up sin. Laughingly, the auburn-haired woman agreed to accept chastisement for this "crime," and she was led to the basement, placed upon a whipping bench, and tied down. Her skirts and petticoats were lofted and her dainty cambric panties lowered to her ankles, disclosing a compact tawny-sheened bottom that drew the admiration of all four Lesbians. Janine applied the birch, lightly and voluptuously, making the slim body squirm and twist and wriggle in the most impudent way upon the whipping bench. Under the persuasion of the rod and a good hand-spanking from all four of the young women, Lucette ecstatically revealed her preference for members of her own sex and that she was never attracted to men. She proved this by passionately gamahuching all four of them in turn, and from that moment on the quartet became a quintet.
But the next evening, Janine called a counsel in the basement of this elegant mansion. "I swear I saw Lisette today," she stated as she stretched out on a chaise longue, clad in only a green negligee. Suzanne, wearing only a slip and sandals, lay beside her, one hand on Janine's swelling breasts, the other stroking the brunette's satiny thighs.
"Do you really think so, Janine?" Paulette eagerly inquired. "How adorable she was! I, for one, miss her greatly. Wouldn't it be fun to bring her here and to teach her all the new lovely games we have learned"
"To be sure it would," Janine retorted. "And I think the minx recognized me but didn't want to admit it. We must do some investigating, my darlings, for perhaps we can win her back and make her one of us again. What a lovely bottom she had, don't you remember?"
"Oh yes," Madeleine sighed as she stretched out on the couch opposite clad only in brassiere and panties and smoke-colored nylon hose with purple rosette garters. "Oh, what she must be now in her very prime! How well I remember those plump, round globes which quivered and flinched when the rod brushed their white flesh! And how ardent she was when, properly punished, she saluted us all in the manner we most dearly love! Truly, Janine, we must do everything possible to find Lisette and make her return to us.
The boyish Lucette, wearing only a thin beige satin slip turned towards her with sensual anticipation.
"Ah, now, Lucette, my girl, don't look jealous or peevish, or we shall tie you to the cross and give you a taste of the martinet between your long legs! If you knew Lisette as we have, you would welcome her back as eagerly as we shall when the moment comes!"
And thus, unbeknown to Lisette, her old friends were conspiring to prevent the natural flowering of her growing affection for Jacques Duverneuil.
