The cruel lash fell again and again, raising great wheals on his pampered body: now he clutched Mr. Dunborough's arm only to be shaken off; now he grovelled on the floor; now he was plucked up again, now an ill-directed cut marked his cheek.
"The Castle Inn"
Stanley John Weyman
They even gave instructions as to when to let the wheals down.
"The Biography of a Rabbit"
Roy Benson, Jr.
So saying, she pulled up her petticoats to her knees, and even a little higher, and showed the wheals with which she was covered.
"The Exemplary Novels of Cervantes"
Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra