“Miss Lovebirch grabbed a rod and proceeded to apply the humiliating and painful retribution. From the first blows, the whistling rods traced long purple stripes on the satiny whiteness of the twin hemispheres and soon the entire curved surface was streaked, flushed, blistered. The patient was leaping terribly and moaning, roaring, sobbing, but Miss Lovebirch was not paying or at least seemed to pay no attention to her complaints. She whipped furiously, in a rush of her whole body and her tight skirts detected with every effort the powerful movements of her muscles.” – Excerpt from Souvenirs de Miss Barbara
