Delta of Venus - Anais Nin [89]
Now and then Leila’s horse raised his tail in the speed of the gallop, and then swatted himself vigorously, exposing glossy hairs in the sun. When they reached the deepest part of the forest, the women stopped and dismounted. They walked their horses to a mossy corner and sat down to rest. They smoked; Leila had kept her riding whip in her hand.
Bijou said, ‘My buttocks are burning hot from the riding.’
‘Let me see,’ said Leila. ‘For this first time we should not have ridden so much. Let me see how you look.’
Bijou unfastened her belt slowly, unbuttoned the trousers, and pulled them down a little, turning over for Leila to see.
Leila pulled her over her knees and said, ‘Let me see.’ She finished pulling down the trousers to uncover the buttocks completely. She touched Bijou.
‘Does it hurt?’ she asked.
‘It does not hurt. It’s just warm, as if it had been toasted.’
Leila’s hand cupped the round buttocks. ‘Poor little things,’ she said. ‘Does it hurt here?’ Her hand went deeper into the trousers, deeper between the legs.
‘It’s warm and burning there,’ said Bijou.
‘Take the trousers off so it will cool,’ said Leila, pulling them down a little further and keeping Bijou over her knees, exposed to the air.
‘What beautiful skin you have, Bijou. It catches the light and shines. Let the air cool you off there.’
She continued to stroke Bijou’s skin between the legs as if she were a kitten. Whenever the trousers threatened to cover all this again, she pulled them back out of the way.
‘It still burns,’ said Bijou, not moving.
‘If it continues to burn then we should try something else,’ said Leila.
‘Do whatever you want to me,’ said Bijou.
Leila lifted up her riding whip and let it fall, not too hard at first.
Bijou said, ‘That makes me warmer still.’
‘I want you warmer, Bijou, I want you hot down there, as warm as you can stand it.’
Bijou did not move. Leila used the whip again, leaving a red mark this time.
Bijou said, ‘It is so warm, Leila.’
‘I want you to burn down there,’ said Leila, ‘until you cannot burn any more, cannot bear any more. Then I’ll kiss it.’
She struck again, and Bijou did not move. She struck a little harder.
Bijou said, ‘It’s so hot there, Leila, kiss it.’
Leila leaned over and gave her one long kiss where the buttocks valleyed into the sexual parts. Then she struck Bijou again. And again. Bijou contracted her buttocks as if they hurt, but she felt a burning pleasure.
‘Strike hard,’ she said to Leila.
Leila obeyed. Then she said, ‘Do you want to do it to me?’
‘Yes,’ said Bijou, rising, but she did not pull up her trousers. She sat on the cool moss, took Leila over her knees, unbuttoned her trousers, and began whipping her gently at first, then harder, until Leila contracted and expanded at each blow. Her buttocks were red and burning hot now.
She said, ‘Let’s take off our clothes and get on the horses together.’
They took off their clothes and both mounted one of the horses. The saddle was warm. They fitted snugly against each other: Leila, behind, put her arms around Bijou’s breasts and kissed her shoulder. They rode a little way in this position, each movement of the horse rubbing the saddle against their genitals. Leila was biting Bijou’s shoulder and Bijou would turn now and then and bite Leila’s nipple. They returned to their moss bed and put on their clothes.
Before Bijou had finished pulling on her trousers, Leila stopped her to kiss her clitoris; but what Bijou felt was her burning buttocks, and she begged Leila to put an end to her irritation.
Leila caressed her buttocks and then used the whip again, used it hard, and Bijou contracted under the blows. Leila spread the