Of course not!

Vivianne hoped that Agatha will have some pity and lead the girls away; but what happened was the exact opposite of Viv's wishes. It seemed the waxworks' caretaker just wouldn't let the opportunity slip to embarrass her drinking-buddy even more.

"Do you want to hear the history behind this exhibit?" she asked. Some of the girls nodded, some cheered.

"Well then, listen carefully, darlings, it's quite a story. It happened in 1628 in a small village in this very county; and you can still read all about in the old chronicles and documents in the archives. A young girl called Vivianne Blanchefleur live there and she just happened to always lose her clothing while working in the field or really just walking around."

"So... basically a 17th century exhibitionist?" asked one of the girls with a chuckle.

"If you put it that way, Emily," said Agatha. "Of course, she denied it and insisted that it was just an accident, when she was spotted running around the local church in nothing but her bodice. But then, one evening, thing became grim for her. She was caught doing... indecent things in the village granary."

"What kind of indecent things?" gasped Emily.

"I believe she was playing with herself," said Agatha in the serious voice of a history nerd; but the corners of her mouth twitched a little with mischievous amusement.

"Wow!" shouted the girl and looked at Vivianne. The naked girl, still lying motionless on the floor and pretending to be a wax figure, could almost feel her gaze. "That's almost unbelievable. But she did it, because she believed it's the only way to ensure a good crop for the next year, right?"

"That's right. But that was witchcraft and punishable by ****. The judge, however, took pity on her and decided against an execution. She was to be publicly spanked... naked, of course. The judge thought that would teach her modesty. The whole village came, even some people from other hamlets and town nearby. Vivianne tried to cover herself, but everyone saw... well, everything there was to see. Including her most private parts and her glowing, whipped backside. This sculpture, however, depicts Miss Blanchefleur just before the sentence was carried out. As you can see, her sweet round bottom is still as white and adorable as ever."

With those words Agatha touched Viv's behind yet again, patting her buttock with her hand. Then, she led her finger along the naked girl's spine and back again to the tender round curves of those young buttocks. Once again, she ended her exploration in between them, but this time she let her finger slip deeper, almost touching that most sensitive part of Miss Blanchefleur's body. It was moist and wet down in there, and the caretaker grinned; Viv's nude body was gently, almost unperceivably trembling. It was so funny that all the schoolgirls still believed Vivianne is made of wax!

"Now you're the one who's indecently playing with the exhibitionist witch!" said Emily. Seeing what their guide was doing, the group howled with laughter.

"I guess I am!" Smirking, Agatha pulled her finger out.

Vivianne, against her will, produced a moan... a soft, silent one, but still a moan.

Fortunately, the young visitors didn't notice, as they were still laughing and talking.

"But really, poor Miss Vivianne," whispered one of them, and all the others shook their heads. "It must have been so terrible for her! I can't even imagine being publicly naked like that..."

"Exactly... and on top of that, being spanked!" added Emily. "Like a misbehaving child!"

"But... maybe the little witch liked it!" proposed a chubby little brunette with glasses.

"That's certainly within the realm of possibility," confirmed Agatha. "Some of the historical records even suggests she actually came during the public chastisement, if you know what I mean, girls..."

A great amount of giggling and tittering ensued.

Poor undressed Vivianne felt waves of heat coming to color her face and ears an even darker shade of crimson; and at the same time, she felt her sensitive spot throbbing with arousal and desire for more humiliation.