Yolanda Celbridge
Published: 2006
Total Pages: 270
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'I'm not sure I like this, entirely,' said the Trinity man, while strapped to a wooden trestle, in the house of the Spartan women. Like Ben from Christ Church beside him, except for his white skirt the Trinity man was naked for his whipping. And the skirt had been turned up by the efficient and nude Iphigenia, to expose, to expose his bare buttocks, while his wrists and ankles were strapped with rubber cords to the trestle by the naked Cybele. 'I don't think we're supposed to like it,' said Ben. 'I think it's going to hurt. That's the part of being a slave of naked women. When they're naked, they have to hurt fellows. Whip us. Make us wear skirts and things.' 'Silence, worms!' Snapped Cybele, her naked breasts heaving in anger. Ben Fraunce goes up to Oxford to read classics, and is sucked into the Society of Spartans: a cult of female domination specialising in the cruel punishment of innocent males, by bare-bottom flogging, and humiliating cross-dressing. When he is allowed by the Spartan dommes to spend his summer vacations on their Greek island, toiling as a naked slave, under their whips, or with his young skirted body used to satisfy their most lustful and decadent desires, he at last understands that no male is ever innocent.