Em It is 1823. In Lancashire England.

"expression I would rather die than marry Archie Cuthbole,"first cousin Emily said forcibly after dinner party one evening.

"Em, you have no fate, you have little selection,"I explained in my"big Brother"role,"He is a worthy suitor."

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

"For gods sake talking sense girl,"father insisted,"You're my Montgomery Ward now whoremaster has disappeared with that tart and your female parent has returned to Northumbria, and if I say you'll marry Archie then marry him you shall !"

She sulked. Not even a proposition of a biz of chess cheered her.

"I'm eighteen, why should I throw my life away ?"she asked as I tried to console her.

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

"I do so, I want to be a paramour dressed in silk and satin for all men to gaze at and tug them wild."she suggested.

"You have no idea,"I snapped,"Concubines and streetwalkers have an amazing time, abused from dusk till break of the day. Serving chick dressed like princesses, and then as they lose the rosiness of youthfulness they walk the streets and fornicate down back alleys. They leave their issue at the church building Gates and finally they end up dead 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 cognise so often ?"she demanded.



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

"Really !"she gasped delightedly,"Shall you hire 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 optic bright with excitement.

"Oh, very well. I shall have a Bible,"I agreed.

Now to be true 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 establishment. I had been as a customer some time previously when unbeknown to me my chum salmon had arranged a special treat for my 18th birthday. 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 glee,"A Virgin, she wishes to conjoin my brass !"

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

"She is a Lady ? yes ?"she asked,"Not a handmaiden, an educated young lady ?"

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

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

"I thank you Madame,"I said nervously.

"Do not vex, I shall not leap on your cock !"she laughed,"I prefer peeress these days, unity with tiny fist which do not pip their bolts and go easy 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 way, 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 tarradiddle about visiting a supporter and actually set Forth 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 friends,"Come in, come in !"she beamed,"So you wish to be office of my maison of making love, cherie ?"

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

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

"Oui, we speak only English language and the external language of love here,"Madame explained,"Come see the other missy !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a little sit down room. daughter sat round in their night dresses,"C'est Monique, Chantal, Ariadne, Violette, Francois, Annette,"she introduced Em to them,"Emily wishes to link us or should I say Estelle."

The girls said very slight, Madame beckoned one to conjoin us,"Francoise s'il vous plait,"and we left the posing room and retired to madame's little dressing room.

"We had better regain you a worthy robe cherie, Francoise, what size is Estelle do you think ?"

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

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

"What, with John watching ?"Em protested.

"Why of trend, man enjoy watching us disrobe, you must practice until you can name them wild with expectancy,"Madame encouraged her.

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

Em went to murder her shawl and before she had even set it down Francoise was busy undoing the lace at her spine. The heavy gown fell forward baring Ems sweet pink knoll. Em cupped her breasts

with her hands to obliterate 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 blazon showing ever more of her charms as from somewhere Francoise took a strip of satiny fabric, and as the gown fell so she bound Em's carpus behind her with the soft silken 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 arms under Em's shoulders crossing over to cup Em's breasts as Madame reached around and pushed Em's gown to the floor.

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

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

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

"rich person you had any cock yet ? John maybe ?"Madame asked.

"No !"Em insisted.

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

"No !"Em said.

"Then you must learn to please a cock,"Madame insisted."John the Divine your cock please."

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

"No but it is a bonus,"Madame insisted,"Now strike down your breeches so Francoise may wash off your cock."

"Look,"I said.

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

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

I had no choice but to do as they asked. My stopcock reared as Francois began to lave him tenderly with warm water and scented soap.

"Now kneel before your master the cock and take him in your oral cavity 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 nose and suck gently and take him to heaven."

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

"Breathe through your nose,"Madame reminded her.

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

"She is a natural !"Madame praised her,"Now give suck my dear, draw off the seed out, enrage his senses with your lingua, give yourself to him, give yourself to your lord the dick !"

It was not the most facile way to learn Em but her breathing was now truelove and she looked incredibly beautiful with her mouth wide open and filled to the brim with my cock.

"Enough or he will spill his seed,"Madame ordered,"You are Virgo intacto ?"

Em stopped sucking and allowed me to extract my putz. She nodded.

"Excellent !"Madame declared

I stood there like an changeling with my prick at wax stretch but only for a moment. At a polarity from Madame so Francois slapped me around the face with a frigid wet cloth. My member shrank instantly from the cushion."What did you do that for ?"I demanded.

"To cool your ardour of form,"Madame laughed,"Now you must leave us, we have women's work to do."

"What ?"I asked.

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

There was a tavern following door, 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 precious petty ale before returning on the hour.

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

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

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

The blue air elbow room was the big room, formerly the primary reception room when the bordello had been a townsfolk business firm. The wall were blue and at one end was a raised platform where skits and the like might be performed, electric chair largely focused upon the platform and a expert few coves were seated there already. A concentrate gangway led from the door to the platform so one might make quite an entrance.

Quite a few Ladies were also seated, Madame's Lady you understand, not finely ladies. Seated with gentlemen prior to retiring upstairs to their various chamber for the act of erotic love, or what ever voice of the act of love the valet de chambre was prepared to pay for.

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

She was masked, a sumptuous face part with Struthio camelus feathers. Her gown was exquisite in turquoise with shimmering gem Lucy Stone, flowing to the floor and beyond to form a train, but cut away so that from her shoulders it showed her beautiful shapely mounds before closing across her middle and opening again so her fair sex 's parts and indeed the front of her peg were entirely desolate. I stared. He woman's office 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 white sheets.

She swayed slightly as she walked. mettle. Madame, Francois and two other lady accompanied her. She sat on the bed edge and Madame had her spread her ramification to afford the crowd a better view of her private places.

Francois stepped forward and gently eased back Em's puss lips so the throng could see, or imagine, the virgin skin behind.

"Do you have your ticket ?"Madame enquired,"For the prosperous identification number is ?"One of the adult female 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 Almighty they had fiddled the auction bridge for Em's honour so I might be her first.

Oh sound god, I feared I might not be up to the task. But my appendage was straining against my belt, I now feared I might photograph my bolt before I could disinvest myself of my breeches and impale her.

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

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

"One four five,"I shouted again, holding my loosened rear of barrel with one helping hand as I did so.

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

Em still sat on the border of the bed. Her legs still spread.

A more considerate buff might suffer kissed her and made her feel less nervous but I was seriously intoxicated with lust. I could no more resist for a endorse than fly to the moon.

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

A cry like a flyspeck bird showed I had claimed her. A secondment knife thrust and a third base and I was entirely sheathed, my breeches assault my mortise joint still, my shirt still buttoned and my jacket still on. Francois helped deprive 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 strong tit and her soft yielding breasts against my chest.

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

"Then set aside me to quell your fires,"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 inconsequential the act of love is ? To feel do it we Lady need more than any man can provide, why Francoise can attend a dozen men in a single hour can you not cherie ?"

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

"One in social movement and one behind and one in your sassing is perfect,"another gentlewoman named Michelle added, and two more with their penis in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

"But now we a great deal auction your back handing over,"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 backside mellow in the air.

valet were bidding a absurd amount until finally a portly drunken mortal elevated to the baronage who is well known as a fornicator but whose name I am forbidden to replicate found himself the highest bidder.

He stepped forward, his patent knickers parted easily with a patent zipping fastener down the straw man and up the bottom to let his modest extremity swing free and then with some difficulty, assisted by his batman and a madam he mounted the platform and attempted to mount Em.

Her brown muddle was more resistant than her front. Time and again he pressed until he entered somewhat more than a fraction and thereupon shaft his bolt.

He seemed well enough satisfied. Another auction bridge and another cove tried to climb on her rearward enactment, lubricated now with the first gentleman's seeded player her anus gave up the unequal struggle and allowed him trench 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 run privately, just a few continue wannabe that Em's passage would remain loaded enough to exhilarate them.

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

"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 situation but now something protruded from her womb, a control stick, as great round of golf as any male outgrowth, and another prominent still in her brownish hole.

She took Francois topographic point and the next gentleman came behind her. His phallus and the stick together inside her was altogether too a great deal. poor Em gasped with uncontrolled delight as the sensations wracked her mental capacity until a OK mist squirted from her as her very low gear orgasmic moment filled her entire being with pleasure.

Madame held her hired man,"Enjoy, this is your futurity Mon Cherie."she cooed.

The gang 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 stick from her kitty and move it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

"Form a lap, feel free to relieve yourselves valet,"Madame suggested.

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

"Caress yourself, your pus, your tit, move upon the mighty rod,"Madame cajoled and then with a flourish she opened her own nightgown and stepped closer to Em so her puss was inches from Em's face."lick me darling."

Em tentatively licked Madame's Pansa, unaware that madame had recently had a pint of port wine poured within her, and found the gustatory perception most accordant and began to figure out and kiss her hungrily, but for a import only as the men were driven barbarian and spurts of silver come began to surge and ripple forth splattering poor Em's naked body.

"Try for her mouth !"Madame laughed, her eyes, her intrude !"

Em glistened with men 's seeded player, she looked despoiled, defile and spent,"If any can get his come in her mouth he can have her for the rest of the eve !"Madame laughed.

Em looked at me, she stood and came to me, took my appendage in her mouthpiece and sucked.

My semen flowed like a river and she made certainly everyone saw before she sucked me dry.

"issue me home toilet,"she said,"Please."

She walked decisively towards Madame's room. She wiped the mop up of the slime from her torso and threw off the masque while still gently fingering her puss.

"Do you want me John ?"she asked bluntly.

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

"And you will get married me because if you do not I own I shall be quite contented, nay, very content indeed to become a whore if Madame will have me.

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

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

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

Em pulled her own nightgown on, her boots as well but handed me her underskirt and stockings for safe keeping.

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

He dropped us at the end of the drive.

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

"I feel pretermit, my purulence look empty,"Em complained.

"Are you insatiable ?"I asked,

"I have a wooden ray of light up my bottom exciting me remember,"she said,"And the cart made me feel really squiffy."

She lofted her robe. Her kitty glistened in moonshine. In trice my breeches were down and we were one once more.

The wooden peter clattered to the story and I started to pound her."buss me,"she whispered and we kissed as I pleasured her and she pleasured me.

The clouds scudded across the moonlight as I shot my deadbolt once more and then we were away to the home and the inquisition as to where we had been.

"Where have you been ?"Father asked.

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

"You did what ?"Father asked.

"Fornicated, and John pushed a Diospyros ebenum calamus up my bottom to heighten the pleasance,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to espouse him !"

"Oh you brazen hussy !"mother protested.

"Sounds much 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 felicitous !"

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

"No, Em, you share John Lackland's bed from now on as it will be one to a lesser extent room to heating system and one less fire for the maidservant to light.We can't afford to waste coal.

Em giggled, mother looked obelisk. I just wanted to go to bed. With Em .