'GOOOOO!' came a wild sob from Vanessa whose hands now clawed forward as if she would drag herself beyond his reach.

That, however, he forestalled by laying one hand firmly in the small of her back and bringing the other with a firm SMACK! on her naked bottom.

'WHAAAAH!' choked she as the stinging impress of his palm and fingers caused a pink hue to stain the otherwise spotless pallor. At the same time, however-as her hips jerked resultantly-Vanessa's awoken clitoris rubbed teas-ingly upon the slightly ribbed surface of the bedcover, causing her to have two utterly opposing sensations, the which merged in the most curious way. At one and the same time her bottom burned and her belly seemed to be melting. Between her legs was a tiny pinpoint of white heat that had as equal an effect upon her as did the impact of that disciplinary palm. Her knuckles tightened and her flushed face was well hid.

All this Percival well expected. Observing the fervent quivering of her nether cheeks, he caressed their hot surfaces suavely and then smacked her again, bringing a 'YEE-EEEK!' from Vanessa that was quieter than her precious utterances. Her hips wriggled wildly and a hissing sound emitted itself from her nostrils.

One more would do her well, the Vicar decided. Her sobbings did not impress him at all, for her legs-having at first kicked rebelliously-now hung limp.

SMACK! came his hand again, bouncing as it did off the resilient moon which with that became an even deeper pink.

'NOOO-HOOO!' Vanessa squealed but once, and then the molten lava which had been gathering within her melted utterly, causing her well-furred pubis to grind itself wildly under the ridged material beneath her as she spilled her milky substance out in fierce little jets which at the last left her quivering, and indeed as if floating upon a roseate cloud.