Em It is 1823. In Lancashire England.

"spirit I would rather die than marry Archie Cuthbole,"Cousin Emily said forcibly after dinner party one evening.

"Em, you have no fortune, you have trivial choice,"I explained in my"big Brother"purpose,"He is a worthy suitor."

"He is run-down and disgusting, I should rather be a street walking fancy woman than espouse him !"she snapped.

"For graven image sake talk sense girl,"father insisted,"You're my ward now toilet 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 prompting of a biz of chess game cheered her.

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

"Because you are not yet twenty one geezerhood of age or married,"I explained,"Therefore you must do as Father-God says, you are too unfledged to know your own mind."

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

"You have no musical theme,"I snapped,"concubine and streetwalkers have an fearsome sentence, abused from gloam public treasury dawn. Serving wenches dressed like princesses, and then as they lose the prime of spring chicken they walk the streets and fornicate down back back street. They leave their offspring at the church gates and finally they end up abruptly 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 know so a good deal ?"she demanded.



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

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

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

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

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

Now to be honest I had no intention 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 chums had arranged a peculiar treat for my eighteenth natal day. An saint had attended me and I had become a man.

It was with considerable trepidation that I approached Madame.

She listened with ill concealed hilarity,"A Virgo, she wishes to join my administration !"

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

"She is a peeress ? yes ?"she asked,"Not a servant, an educated young lady ?"

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

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

"I thank you Madame,"I said nervously.

"Do not worry, I shall not leap on your peter !"she laughed,"I prefer ma'am these days, single with petite fists which do not shoot their bolts and go soft before I am sated."

"Then you will help us ?"I asked.

"For a lowly consideration,"she agreed.

Fortunately I had been lucky at board 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 tale about visiting a friend and actually set forth just after luncheon the side by side 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 part of my maison of dearest, cherie ?"

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

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

"Oui, we speak only side and the international language of love here,"Madame explained,"Come see the former girls !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a fiddling sitting elbow room. Girls sat round of drinks in their night dress,"C'est Monique, Chantal, Ariadne, Violette, Francois, Annette,"she introduced Em to them,"Emily wishes to join us or should I say Estelle."

The girlfriend said very niggling, Madame beckoned one to unite us,"Francoise s'il vous pleat,"and we left the sitting elbow room and retired to madame's little dressing room.

"We had better find you a worthy gown cherie, Francoise, what sizing is Estelle do you believe ?"

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

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

"What, with John watching ?"Em protested.

"Why of class, gentleman enjoy watching us disrobe, you must recitation until you can stool them wild with anticipation,"Madame encouraged her.

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

Em went to remove her shawl and before she had even set it down Francoise was busy undoing the laces at her backbone. The threatening gown fell forward baring Ems sweet pink pitcher's mound. Em cupped her bosom

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 sexy or extremely ?"Madame asked ,.

Em 's scrubs slipped down her weapons system showing ever more of her spell as from somewhere Francoise took a funnies of silken material, and as the gown fell so she bound Em's wrists behind her with the soft silken corduroy.

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

"It is for your own estimable 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 chest 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 ill-treat out of her gown.

She stood helpless in her petticoat, bang 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 sassing or puss ?"Madame asked again.

"No !"Em said.

"Then you must watch to please a cock,"Madame insisted."John your cock please."

"Here hang on a bit,"I cautioned,"This was not portion of he deal."

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

"feel,"I said.

"If you will not I am sure there are former gentleman's gentleman leave to pay handsomely, fat ugly men ?"Madame suggested.

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

I had no choice but to do as they asked. My cock reared as Francois began to dampen him tenderly with quick piddle and scented soap.

"Now kneel before your master the putz and strike him in your mouth and sucking,"Madame ordered.

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

"C'est perfect mon cherie,"Madame approved,"Now take him deeply in your rima oris, breathe through your nozzle and suck gently and subscribe to him to heaven."

Ems brim closed around my knob end, then relaxed. I held her head in my workforce and pulled her on to my shaft. She choked.

"Breathe through your nose,"Madame reminded her.

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

"She is a cancel !"Madame praised her,"Now suck my dear, draw the seed out, enrage his weed with your tongue, pass yourself to him, reach yourself to your Godhead the cock !"

It was not the most eloquent way to apprise Em but her breathing was now steady and she looked incredibly beautiful with her sassing widely open and filled to the brim with my cock.

"enough or he will spill his seeded player,"Madame ordered,"You are Virgo intacto ?"

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

"Excellent !"Madame declared

I stood there like an idiot with my prick at full phase of the moon stretching but only for a moment. At a sign from Madame so Francois slapped me around the face with a cold wet cloth. My appendage shrank instantly from the shock."What did you do that for ?"I demanded.

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

"What ?"I asked.

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

There was a tavern next door, I pulled up my knee pants, made myself decent and went thence where I sampled a steak and ale pie, though I doubt it contained any steak and precious little ale before returning on the hour.

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

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

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

The blue sky elbow room was the big room, formerly the main reception room when the house of ill repute had been a town house. The bulwark were blueish and at one end was a raised political platform where skits and the similar might be performed, Chairs largely focused upon the weapons platform and a undecomposed few coves were seated there already. A nerve center aisle led from the door to the platform so one might make quite an entrance.

Quite a few Ladies were also seated, Madame's dame you understand, not okay ma'am. Seated with valet prior to retiring upstairs to their diverse William Chambers for the act of love, or what ever parts of the act of love the gentlemen was prepared to pay for.

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

She was masked, a gilded aspect piece with ostrich plume. Her gown was exquisite in cobalt blue with shimmering gem stones, flowing to the story and beyond to form a train, but cut away so that from her articulatio humeri it showed her beautiful shapely mounds before closing across her middle and opening again so her woman 's component part and indeed the nominal head of her legs were entirely bleak. I stared. He woman's percentage 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 bloodless sheets.

She swayed slightly as she walked. Nerves. Madame, Francois and two other Ladies accompanied her. She sat on the bed edge and Madame had her spread her legs to open the crowd a better survey of her private places.

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

"Do you have your tickets ?"Madame enquired,"For the lucky 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 Alexander Graham Bell, 145, in my pocket. Oh my Divine they had fiddled the auction bridge for Em's honour so I might be her first.

Oh good god, I feared I might not be up to the labor. But my member was straining against my belt, I now feared I might pip my bolt before I could disinvest myself of my rear of tube and impale her.

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

Of course I tripped and would throw fallen on my side except fortunately I fell on some bloated elderly valet de chambre which broke my crepuscle, though it upset him most considerably.

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

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

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

A more considerate lover might have kissed her and made her feel 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 penis against her slightly parted cleaning woman 's parts and pressed firmly.

A cry like a lilliputian hoot showed I had claimed her. A minute thrust and a third gear and I was entirely sheathed, my breeches round my ankles still, my shirt still buttoned and my jacket still on. Francois helped divest me of crownwork and shirt as I ploughed Em. Unbuttoning the shirt with her goody digit until my chest was bare and I felt Ems bullet backbreaking nipples and her soft concession breasts against my chest.

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

"Then allow me to blow out 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 cum, that is all,"Madame explained,"Do you see how inconsequent the act of love is ? To feel make love we noblewoman need more than any man can offer, why Francoise can serve a twelve men in a single hr can you not cherie ?"

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

"One in front and one behind and one in your mouth is perfect,"another lady named Michelle added, and two more with their penis in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

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

By the clip I looked turn Em was kneeling over the bed end, her gown gone and her backside senior high in the air.

Gentlemen were bidding a ridiculous amount until finally a portly sottish individual elevated to the peerage who is well known as a adulterer but whose public figure I am out to repeat found himself the highest bidder.

He stepped forward, his patent knickerbockers parted easily with a patent zipping fastener down the straw man and up the tail to let his small appendage swing free and then with some difficulty, assisted by his batman and a gentlewoman he mounted the program and attempted to mount Em.

Her brown hole was more resistant than her front man. meter and again he pressed until he entered somewhat more than a fraction and thereupon dead reckoning his bolt.

He seemed well enough satisfied. Another auction and another cove tried to mount up her hinder transit, lubricated now with the first gentleman's seed her anus gave up the unequal struggle and allowed him deep inside her. Em cried out but whether in pleasure or infliction none could have it off. Another auction.

The rank and file were thinning, gentleman's gentleman were roused and sought gentlewoman with which to associate privately, just a few remained hopeful that Em's passage would persist smashed enough to thrill them.

Em quietly entreated Madame for clemency."One here and now,"Madame exclaimed and they rushed Em to Madame's fourth part for a present moment.

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

Polite raillery ensued but Em was brought back. Naked now but for her masquerade party once again to get hold of her place but now something protruded from her womb, a stick, as heavy round as any male appendage, and another tumid still in her Brown University hole.

She took Francois seat and the following gentleman came behind her. His member and the marijuana cigarette together inside her was altogether too much. Poor Em gasped with uncontrolled delectation as the sensations wracked her mental capacity until a fine mist squirted from her as her very first orgasmic consequence filled her intact being with pleasure.

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

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

She helped Em down from the chopine and had her sit on the level, she helped Em tear the joystick from her puss and move it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

"Form a circuit, feel rid to relieve yourselves gentlemen,"Madame suggested.

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

"Caress yourself, your puss, your tits, move upon the mighty rod,"Madame cajoled and then with a flourish she opened her own robe and stepped closer to Em so her ichor was in from Em's typeface."Lick me darling."

Em tentatively licked Madame's suppuration, unaware that madame had recently had a pint of embrasure wine-colored poured within her, and found the taste perception most agreeable and began to thrash and kiss her hungrily, but for a minute only as the men were driven wild and spurts of silver semen began to scend and gurgle forth splattering pathetic Em's naked body.

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

Em glistened with men 's seed, she looked despoiled, denigrate and exhausted,"If any can get his seed in her backtalk he can have her for the rest of the evening !"Madame laughed.

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

My seeded player flowed like a river and she made sure everyone saw before she sucked me dry.

"proceeds me habitation John the Evangelist,"she said,"Please."

She walked decisively towards Madame's way. She wiped the regretful of the sludge from her physical structure and threw off the mask while still gently fingering her puss.

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

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

"And you will marry me because if you do not I own I shall be quite content, nay, very message indeed to get a woman of the street if Madame will experience me.

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

"Excellent, for I fear the lifespan of a fancy woman would not suit, especially when men choose other ladies, it is very hurtful,"Madame confessed,"But here is your contribution of the remuneration for tonight, I take one-half you have the other, I think that is fair."

Madame handed me a vauntingly bag of atomic number 79 coins,"Your wife was very democratic,"she laughed.

Em pulled her own night-robe on, her rush as well but handed me her underskirt and stockings for safe keeping.

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

He dropped us at the end of the drive.

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

"I feel overlook, my Pansa feels empty,"Em complained.

"Are you insatiable ?"I asked,

"I have a wooden shaft up my fanny exciting me remember,"she said,"And the cart made me feel really squiffy."

She lofted her robe. Her pus glistened in Moon. In twinkling my breeches were down and we were one once more.

The wooden beam of light clattered to the floor and I started to Egyptian pound her."osculation me,"she whispered and we kissed as I pleasured her and she pleasured me.

The clouds scudded across the lunation as I shot my bolt once more and then we were away to the sign and the inquisition as to where we had been.

"Where have you been ?"Padre 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 ebony shaft up my bottom to heighten the pleasure,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to tie him !"

"Oh you brazen hussy !"female parent protested.

"phone a great deal like the way you seduced me Marjory,"father admitted,"wellspring solves the Cuthbole job, he won't want you if you're not pure and it will give up lavatory'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 share John's bed from now on as it will be one less elbow room to heat and one less fervor 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 .