Em It is 1823. In Lancashire England.

"Look I would rather die than tie Archie Cuthbole,"Cousin Emily said forcibly after dinner one evening.

"Em, you have no fortune, you have little pick,"I explained in my"big Brother"part,"He is a desirable suitor."

"He is decrepit and disgusting, I should rather be a street walking cocotte than marry him !"she snapped.

"For gods sake talk good sense female child,"father insisted,"You're my ward now privy has disappeared with that tart and your mother has returned to Northumbria, and if I say you'll marry Archie then marry him you shall !"

She sulked. Not even a suggestion of a secret plan of chess cheered her.

"I'm 18, why should I drop my animation away ?"she asked as I tried to console her.

"Because you are not yet twenty one years of age or married,"I explained,"Therefore you must do as father says, you are too immature to bed your own mind."

"I do so, I want to be a concubine dressed in silk and satin for all men to stare at and take them wild."she suggested.

"You have no idea,"I snapped,"courtesan and streetwalkers have an dreaded time, abused from gloaming till dayspring. Serving bird dressed like princesses, and then as they lose the peak of youth they walk the streets and fornicate down back skittle alley. They leave their offspring at the Christian church gates and finally they end up bushed or in the workhouse."

"Yet they stay, they don't run away do they ?"she challenged,"Well do they ?"

"They have nowhere else to go,"I explained.

"And how do you have it off so much ?"she demanded.



"I have been to Madame L'Oiseaux's institution in Salford on occasions."I admitted.

"Really !"she gasped delightedly,"Shall you take me ?"

"Rather like taking one's own ale to an ale house,"I laughed.

"No, really, I should like to see, to see, if I liked it."she said, her eyes bright with excitement.

"Oh, very well. I shall have got a word,"I agreed.

Now to be good I had no design of so doing but Em kept nagging me and finally threatened to go on her own. I relented.

I went to see Mme L'Oiseaux at her validation. I had been as a customer some time previously when unbeknown to me my chums had arranged a special treat for my eighteenth natal day. An angel had attended me and I had become a man.

It was with considerable trepidation that I approached Madame.

She listened with ill concealed gloating,"A Virgo, she wishes to get together my establishment !"

"She wishes to see for herself,"I explained.

"She is a Lady ? yes ?"she asked,"Not a handmaid, an educated young peeress ?"

"Yes, educated yes, sensible no."I assured her,"One sight of your patronage and she will run a mile !"

"Indeed Monsieur, they are not, how do you say, comely,"she sighed,"I have to dream that they look like Hellenic gods as they paw me and use me,"she looked at me wistfully,"They do not get to equate with you cherie."

"I thank you Madame,"I said nervously.

"Do not worry, I shall not leap on your tool !"she laughed,"I prefer ladies these days, I with tiny fist which do not shoot their bolts and go soft before I am sated."

"Then you will help us ?"I asked.

"For a small consideration,"she agreed.

Fortunately I had been lucky at cards recently and the sum was within my substance, just.

"Tomorrow evening then. Six of the clock."she ordered.

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Em was delighted,"Oh thank god,"she sighed,"I did not want to go alone."

We made up a narrative about visiting a friend and actually set Forth River just after luncheon the next day.

We idled round the town for a while and arrived at six of the clock precisely.

Madame greeted us like long lost supporter,"Come in, add up in !"she beamed,"So you wish to be part of my maison of love, cherie ?"

"Oui Madame,"Em replied. Madame looked concerned. I had long suspected her noesis of French was scanty at best.

"Speak side Em you know I don't understand French,"I chided.

"Oui, we speak only English and the international words of erotic love here,"Madame explained,"Come see the former lady friend !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a little baby-sit room. lady friend sat round in their night dresses,"C'est Monique, Chantal, Ariadne, Violette, Francois, Annette,"she introduced Em to them,"Emily wishes to join us or should I say Estelle."

The girls said very little, Madame beckoned one to join us,"Francoise s'il vous twist,"and we left the sitting room and retired to madame's little dressing room.

"We had better see you a suitable scrubs cherie, Francoise, what size is Estelle do you opine ?"

"perfect Madame,"Francoise agreed,"Like Monique ?"

"Oui, like Monique, undress cherie,"Madame requested.

"What, with John watching ?"Em protested.

"Why of row, valet enjoy watching us disrobe, you must practice until you can constitute them wild with expectancy,"Madame encouraged her.

"So they spill their seed in their breeches,"Francoise muttered,"Not in us."

Em went to hit her shawl and before she had even set it down Francoise was busy undoing the laces at her back. The heavy robe fell forward baring Ems sweet pink mounds. Em cupped her breasts

with her hands to hide them but Francoise gently pulled Ems hands away, holding them firmly behind her.

"Is she not, ah sexy as they say ?"Madame asked.

"Rather !"I said eagerly

"Only rather, not very aphrodisiac or extremely ?"Madame asked ,.

Em 's gown slipped down her arms showing ever more of her appealingness as from someplace Francoise took a flight strip of silklike textile, and as the gown fell so she bound Em's wrists behind her with the delicate silken electric cord.

"W'what are you doing ?"Em asked with considerable concern.

"It is for your own good cherie,"Madame said."Now stand still."

Em squirmed away, but Monique held her, Her branch under Em's shoulders crossing over to cup Em's chest as Madame reached around and pushed Em's gown to the floor.

Em rocked as Francoise pulled her spine and she had no alternative but to step out of her gown.

She stood helpless in her petticoat, kick and stockings,"Have you changed your mind Cherie ?"Madame asked.

"No !"Em said defiantly though she looked absolutely terrified.

"wealthy person you had any dick yet ? lav maybe ?"Madame asked.

"No !"Em insisted.

"Not in your ass or mouth or puss ?"Madame asked again.

"No !"Em said.

"Then you must get a line to please a hammer,"Madame insisted."Saint John your tool please."

"Here hang on a consequence,"I cautioned,"This was not part of he deal."

"No but it is a fillip,"Madame insisted,"Now drop your breeches so Francoise may moisten your cock."

"feel,"I said.

"If you will not I am sure there are early gentlemen uncoerced to pay handsomely, fat ugly men ?"Madame suggested.

"I should rather it was bathroom,"Em said quietly.

I had no choice but to do as they asked. My cock reared as Francois began to wash him tenderly with warm pee and scented soap.

"Now kneel before your master the rooster and convey him in your mouth and suck,"Madame ordered.

Em looked apprehensive but she knelt and kissed the eye of my cock.

"C'est utter mon cherie,"Madame approved,"Now take him deeply in your mouth, breathe through your olfactory organ and sop up gently and take him to heaven."

Ems brim closed around my boss end, then relaxed. I held her principal in my hands and pulled her on to my cock. She choked.

"Breathe through your nose,"Madame reminded her.

Em gagged. I eased my turncock further in,"Breathe silly girl,"I whispered.

"She is a lifelike !"Madame praised her,"Now suck my dear, quarter the seed out, enrage his senses with your clapper, pass yourself to him, leave yourself to your overlord the shaft !"

It was not the most eloquent way to instruct Em but her breathing was now becalm and she looked incredibly beautiful with her mouth wide undefended and filled to the brim with my cock.

"Enough or he will shed his seed,"Madame ordered,"You are virgo intacto ?"

Em stopped sucking and allowed me to take out my cock. She nodded.

"Excellent !"Madame declared

I stood there like an idiot with my stopcock at total stretch but only for a moment. At a foretoken from Madame so Francois slapped me around the face with a cold wet cloth. My member shrank instantly from the shock."What did you do that for ?"I demanded.

"To chill your fervency of course,"Madame laughed,"Now you must impart us, we have woman's work to do."

"What ?"I asked.

"Do not ask but have something to eat and recover your strength,"Francois said knowingly,"Return in one hour, yes ?"

There was a tap house adjacent threshold, I pulled up my breeches, made myself decent and went thence where I sampled a steak and ale pie, though I doubt it contained any steak and cute picayune ale before returning on the hour.

Madame would not see me,"We are not ready !"she insisted,"postponement in the blue room."

and when I went to go she added,"payoff this."

A slip of newspaper publisher with a number on it. 145.

The Blue room was the big room, formerly the chief reception room when the bawdyhouse had been a town home. The walls were blue sky and at one end was a raised platform where skits and the same might be performed, professorship largely focused upon the political platform and a skillful few coves were seated there already. A nitty-gritty gangway led from the threshold to the platform so one might take a shit quite an entrance.

Quite a few peeress were also seated, Madame's gentlewoman you understand, not fine dame. Seated with valet de chambre prior to retiring upstairs to their versatile chamber for the act of love, or what ever constituent of the act of passion the gentlemen was prepared to pay for.

There was an air of expectancy. Then the threshold opened and the most exquisitely beautiful puppet I have ever seen was pushed into the room.

She was masked, a gild facial expression piece with ostrich plumage. Her robe was exquisite in turquoise with shimmering gem rock, flowing to the storey and beyond to form a train, but cut away so that from her shoulder it showed her beautiful shapely mounds before closing across her middle and opening again so her woman 's contribution and indeed the front of her legs were entirely au naturel. I stared. He charwoman's parts were completely shaved like a new born.

It had to be Em. By god she was beautiful. Madame led her to the platform whereon I saw a bed had been placed, a bed with sparkling blanched sheets.

She swayed slightly as she walked. Nerves. Madame, Francois and two early gentlewoman accompanied her. She sat on the bed edge and Madame had her counterpane her leg to yield the crowd a better persuasion of her private places.

Francois stepped forward and gently eased back Em's kitty lips so the multitude could see, or imagine, the Virgin skin behind.

"Do you receive your tickets ?"Madame enquired,"For the lucky number is ?"One of the women reached inside a tub and extracted a ticket.

"Numero Un Quatre Cinq, One hundred and forty five"she announced.

It rang a bell, 145, in my pocket. Oh my lord they had fiddled the auction for Em's honour so I might be her first.

Oh undecomposed god, I feared I might not be up to the task. But my appendage was straining against my belt, I now feared I might shoot my deadbolt before I could deprive myself of my breeches and impale her.

"One four five !"I cried and lunged from my chair loosening my breeches as I did so.

Of course I tripped and would induce fallen on my face except fortunately I fell on some bloated elderly gentleman which broke my fall, though it upset him most considerably.

"One four five,"I shouted again, holding my loose breech with one hand as I did so.

"Indeed One Four Five,"Madame agreed,"Enjoy your plunder Mosieur."

Em still sat on the edge of the bed. Her wooden leg still spread.

A more considerate devotee might have kissed her and made her flavour less nervous but I was seriously intoxicated with lecherousness. I could no more resist for a second than fly to the moon.

I merely rested the tip of my fellow member against her slightly parted woman 's parts and pressed firmly.

A cry like a tiny chick showed I had claimed her. A second thrust and a third base and I was entirely sheathed, my rear of tube labialize my articulatio talocruralis still, my shirt still buttoned and my crownwork still on. Francois helped divest me of jacket and shirt as I ploughed Em. Unbuttoning the shirt with her dainty fingers until my chest was bare and I felt Ems bullet hard pap and her flaccid yielding bosom against my chest.

"Oh god,"Em husked,"I am on fervidness !"

"Then allow me to allay your fervor,"I suggested and with that I let fly. Seemingly gallons of my seed gushed forth within her.

"Oh no !"Em protested,"Oh what have you done !"

"He has spilled his seed, that is all,"Madame explained,"Do you see how inconsequent the act of love is ? To finger hump we ladies need more than any man can bring home the bacon, why Francoise can serve a dozen men in a single 60 minutes can you not cherie ?"

"Of course madame, and when you use both station then more than ten,"she confirmed.

"One in front end and one behind and one in your mouth is double-dyed,"another lady named Michelle added, and two more than with their penis in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

"But now we a good deal auction your back passage,"Madame explained"Thank you monsieur, that will be all,"she thanked me and I staggered away while trying to dress.

By the sentence I looked round Em was kneeling over the bed end, her gown gone and her rump high-pitched in the air.

man were bidding a ridiculous amount until finally a portly drunken person elevated to the peerage who is well known as a fornicator but whose epithet I am taboo to repeat found himself the gamey bidder.

He stepped forward, his patent breech parted easily with a patent zipping fastener down the front and up the derriere to let his modest appendage swing free and then with some difficultness, assisted by his batman and a lady he mounted the platform and attempted to mount Em.

Her brown yap was more immune than her front. Time and again he pressed until he entered somewhat more than a fraction and thereupon stab his bolt.

He seemed well enough satisfied. Another auction sale and another cove tried to mount her spine musical passage, lubricated now with the 1st gentleman's seed her anus gave up the unequal battle and allowed him late inside her. Em cried out but whether in pleasure or pain none could know. Another auction.

The ranks were thinning, gentlemen were roused and sought Ladies with which to consort privately, just a few continue hopeful that Em's passage would persist tight enough to tickle pink them.

Em quietly entreated Madame for mercy."One moment,"Madame exclaimed and they rushed Em to Madame's quarters for a moment.

"And what am I bid ?"Francois enquired as she now took Em's place.

Polite backchat ensued but Em was brought back. Naked now but for her mask once again to take her place but now something protruded from her womb, a peg, as expectant cycle as any male extremity, and another larger still in her browned hole.

She took Francois place and the next gentleman came behind her. His fellow member and the stick together inside her was altogether too much. poor people Em gasped with uncontrolled delight as the sense experience wracked her brain until a very well mist squirted from her as her very first orgasmic present moment filled her stallion being with pleasure.

Madame held her hand,"Enjoy, this is your future tense Mon Cherie."she cooed.

The bunch were getting bored,"Now show us how you excite yourself Mon Cherie !"Madame suggested.

She helped Em down from the platform and had her sit on the floor, she helped Em pull the spliff from her puss and actuate it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

"mannikin a circle, feel free to lighten yourselves gentlemen,"Madame suggested.

In a moment of so it seemed a circle of men formed around her, their process extracted from their breeches and held in shaking hands as they watched transfixed.

"Caress yourself, your slit, your mammilla, move upon the mighty rod,"Madame cajoled and then with a flourish she opened her own gown and stepped close to Em so her puss was inches from Em's look."Lick me darling."

Em tentatively licked Madame's puss, unaware that madame had recently had a pint of interface wine poured within her, and found the taste most agreeable and began to lick and kiss her hungrily, but for a moment only as the men were driven wild and spirt of flatware ejaculate began to surge and bubble Forth River splattering piteous Em's naked body.

"Try for her lip !"Madame laughed, her oculus, her nose !"

Em glistened with men 's seed, she looked despoiled, sullied and spent,"If any can get his come in her mouth he can stimulate her for the rest of the evening !"Madame laughed.

Em looked at me, she stood and came to me, took my outgrowth in her oral cavity and sucked.

My seed flowed like a river and she made certain everyone saw before she sucked me dry.

"Take me dwelling lav,"she said,"Please."

She walked decisively towards Madame's elbow room. She wiped the worst of the slime from her body and threw off the masquerade while still gently fingering her puss.

"Do you require me Gospel According to John ?"she asked bluntly.

"Yes Em, I love you,"I confessed.

"And you will conjoin me because if you do not I own I shall be quite content, nay, very mental object indeed to suit a whore if Madame will sustain me.

"Yes Em. I will marry you,"I agreed.

"Excellent, for I fear the life of a whore would not suit, especially when men choose other dame, it is very hurtful,"Madame confessed,"But here is your portion of the earnings for tonight, I take half you have the other, I think that is fair."

Madame handed me a great bag of gold coins,"Your married woman was very popular,"she laughed.

Em pulled her own gown on, her boots as well but handed me her petticoat and stockings for safety keeping.

We bade Madame farewell and hailed a hansom cab as we had money in excess, and ordered him to take us home.

He dropped us at the end of the drive.

"trick,"Em said as the cart clattered away.

"I feel pretermit, my puss spirit empty,"Em complained.

"Are you insatiable ?"I asked,

"I have a wooden shaft up my bottom exciting me think of,"she said,"And the cart made me experience really squiffy."

She lofted her robe. Her puss glistened in moonlight. In split second my rear of tube were down and we were one once more.

The wooden shaft clattered to the storey and I started to pound her."osculation me,"she whispered and we kissed as I pleasured her and she pleasured me.

The clouds scudded across the lunar month as I shot my thunderbolt once more and then we were away to the house and the inquisition as to where we had been.

"Where have you been ?"founder asked.

"Oh the whorehouse in townspeople,"Em explained,"John showed me how the dame and men conjoin and afterwards we tried it for ourselves and found it very pleasant."

"You did what ?"Fatherhood asked.

"Fornicated, and John pushed a ebony shaft up my ass to intensify the pleasance,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to marry him !"

"Oh you brazen hussy !"female parent protested.

"Sounds a lot like the way you seduced me Marjory,"father admitted,"Well solves the Cuthbole problem, he won't want you if you're not pure and it will stop john's wenching so well done I hope you will both be very happy !"

"Richard !"female parent protested,"Is that all you have to say ?"

"No, Em, you plowshare John's bed from now on as it will be one less elbow room to heat energy and one less fervency for the maid to light.We can't afford to run off coal.

Em giggled, female parent looked daggers. I just wanted to go to bed. With Em .