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Strict Susan
02-13-2008, 2:32 AM
A short extract from the first draft of a new book


As soon as Peter's cries had died away, Professor Twist said, "It's for pain and for control, of course. There may be other parts of the male body that are more sensitive, and I'm sure you will learn more of this in Professor Scrape's Safe Sadism lectures, but nothing, nothing at all, is so effective for applying control, for administering punishment, for instilling fear and obedience into a male as these unpleasant little parts of his anatomy. Are there any questions?"

Herniame raised her hand again. "I don't understand," she said. "What does that have to do with Vanilla Avoidance?"

There was a general rumble of agreement from the students. Most of them were unable to see what Professor Twist meant or, in fact, why she had just done what she did to Peter.

"Put your clothes on," the professor instructed Peter, "And return to your seat."

Professor Twist waited until Peter was seated again. "Our society," she began, "Has its basis in long and honoured traditions. As most of you will be aware, we differ from non-magical people not simply by our magical abilities. Those are of little importance, and will vary from witch to witch and from wizard to wizard. We are different because almost without exception our desire and our capacity for physical gratification is many, many times more powerful than those others who are neither witches nor wizards and, more importantly, we are not vanilla.
What does this mean? Some of you will be asking that question, although I can see from your faces that many of you are already beginning to understand. It means that being vanilla is not and can never be enough. If we allow ourselves to slip into the lazy, comfortable ways of those who will never be able to call themselves witches and wizards, then our society will simply cease to exist. We will be no different from the others and with that, no doubt, our magical powers will also disappear. They are inextricably linked. They are at the root of the elemental forces on which this castle, Fessewarts Castle, was built by the Mistress of Mooning. She understood them and used them. She controlled them, and if it were not for her unfortunate excesses that wiped out so very many young wizards, there would have been no need to overthrow her rule at Fessewarts.
Be that as it may, the basis of our society is clear. It is based on dominance, on pain, on control, on bondage and on everything that goes with and comes from such worthy principles. Above all, it is based on physical extremes, and never, never on the mediocrity of vanilla sex and vanilla relationships. Within all of this, of course, we have the one principle that the dominance and the control in these matters should be, almost exclusive, female. Do not misunderstand this. We are not a matriarchal society. We do not believe that everything is decided and ruled by women. Our First Minister is a man. The Chancellor of this University is a man. Nearly all of the phylaxes who keep our society safe from those who might destroy it through malice and from those who would destroy it because they don't understand it, are male. There are many, many areas of our society where males have taken their place alongside and, indeed, in charge of women. This is right and proper. The one area where women must remain completely in control is in physical relationships. Our place is on top, and always will be. To allow anything less is a betrayal of our society, as is any physical act between two or more people that does not take whatever is possible to its furthest limits and beyond. We should, we must, strive for the perfection of control, of pain, of the extreme. The very pillars of our society are built on such actions, and once they are weakened by the descent into the vanilla then they will crumble and fall, taking us down with them into the abyss of the feeble, the weak and the insignificant world from which we true witches and wizards have risen."

Professor Twist stopped speaking. She was panting and shaking with emotion...