The House of Maldona by Yolanda Celbridge

Author:Yolanda Celbridge [Maldona, The House of]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Leandra allowed her hand to slip to Jana's mink, and then to her nympha, which she tickled with slow, gentle strokes, making it tingle and stiffen.

'What a sweet muscle of pleasure! Soon, she will be like mine,' said Leandra dreamily. 'Tell me, Jana, did your lovers whip you, before you came to us?'

'Yes, recently I have tasted the lash, Mistress. It was an awakening, that brought me to Maldona.'

'Oh, Jana, it was Maldona that brought you to her. She has agents outside, adepts who serve Maldona in the world, known only to each other, and constantly on the watch for potential perfection.'

Jana shivered slightly as she thought of Caspar and Netta Pennington. Were they adepts of Maldona? And had they enticed Henry? Again, she wished that she could find Cassie in this labyrinth, if she were indeed here, and ask her to explain everything.

'There are degrees of awakening, Jana. When the lash touches your naked skin with a high enough degree of loving cruelty, it induces an ecstasy that is almost religious. Have you yet felt such ecstasy?'

'There is no ecstasy comparable to feeling your nympha on my willing fount, Mistress,' said Jana, 'or your hand between my open thighs, stroking me to wetness.'

Leandra kissed Jana on the lips.

'When I whip you, you shall feel ecstasy, Jana. I knew the moment I saw you, a trembling little virgin, that .. . that you were one of us. Born to be an adept. I won't ask, of course, how you came to Maldona. But I know that you must have felt the kiss of the whip on your naked skin and, like me, knew that henceforth life is no life unless the bottom shivers under a loving lash. Don't you feel that?'

'Yes, Mistress,' blurted Jana. 'Yes, I do, with all my heart!'

'I am a German, as you know, and the German soul longs for freedom, for the absolute, to live naked and fierce in lonely forests under the sky, or to swim like fishes in cruel, foaming oceans. Jana, the whip brings our souls closer to that elemental truth. The pain of building our bodies' muscles - which is the triumph of will over matter

- makes us feel as goddesses, and then the greater pain of the lash chastises our impudence, reducing us to nothing but squirming, agonised flesh, and by taking punishment, our strength triumphs over it. The ecstasy of being trussed and gagged, of shuddering helpless as the whip bites our naked woman's flesh! And afterwards, we kiss the rod that chastised us, and thank our tormentor, and, as the delicious glowing in our flogged back and buttocks suffuses our whole reddened body, we know that we have taken it proudly. I am minded of a phrase of Goethe, the "Drang nach Suden." Do you know that?'

Tt refers to the German longing for the south, for palm trees and sun and naked brown bodies, Mistress.'

'Just so,' laughed Leandra. 'We Germans are pale; we love dark people; their dusky skin

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