When Belinda thought that she'll die from the pain, Bertuccio finally stopped.

"So, Signorina Krüger, will you listen to me?" she asked strictly.

"Ja, Frau! Whoops! I mean, yes, madam!" Belinda mumbled.

"Good! Now you have fifteen minutes to trim yourself up, girl! Then we will continue the study!"

"But I can not sit down!" Belinda complained.

"That's your problem!" Bertuccio walked away.

Suddenly Belinda felt a poke in her back. She turned around and saw her horse. The animal conducted poor sore girl to the drinking bowl, where she could finally found some relief from a stinging pain in her sore striped buttocks.