Em It is 1823. In Lancashire England.

"face I would rather die than conjoin Archie Cuthbole,"cousin-german Emily said forcibly after dinner party one evening.

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

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

"For gods sake talk mother wit girl,"father insisted,"You're my ward now John 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 mesmerism of a game of chess cheered her.

"I'm xviii, why should I throw off my spirit away ?"she asked as I tried to comfort 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 make out your own mind."

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

"You have no musical theme,"I snapped,"paramour and streetwalkers have an dread metre, abused from dusk boulder clay dawn. Serving dame dressed like princesses, and then as they lose the bloom of younker they walk the streets and fornicate down back alleys. They leave their offspring at the church William Henry Gates and finally they end up dead or in the workhouse."

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

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

"And how do you recognise so much ?"she demanded.



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

"Really !"she gasped delightedly,"Shall you conduct 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 give a watchword,"I agreed.

Now to be dependable 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 sentence previously when unbeknown to me my chums had arranged a limited treat for my 18th 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 glee,"A virgin, she wishes to link up my ecesis !"

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

"She is a peeress ? yes ?"she asked,"Not a handmaiden, an educated young dame ?"

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

"Indeed Monsieur, they are not, how do you say, comely,"she sighed,"I have to dream that they look like Greek 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 worry, I shall not spring on your cock !"she laughed,"I prefer ladies these twenty-four hours, ones with bantam clenched fist which do not shoot their bolt and go cushy 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 means, 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 need to go alone."

We made up a tale about visiting a protagonist 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, amount in !"she beamed,"So you wish to be part of my maison of love, cherie ?"

"Oui Madame,"Em replied. Madame looked concern. 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,"seminal fluid see the other girlfriend !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a picayune pose way. Girls sat rhythm in their Nox garb,"C'est Monique, Chantal, Ariadne, Violette, Francois, Annette,"she introduced Em to them,"Emily wishes to conjoin us or should I say Estelle."

The girls said very niggling, Madame beckoned one to fall in us,"Francoise s'il vous plait,"and we left the sitting room and retired to madame's piffling dressing room.

"We had better obtain you a suited gown cherie, Francoise, what sizing is Estelle do you guess ?"

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

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

"What, with John watching ?"Em protested.

"Why of course, valet de chambre enjoy watching us disrobe, you must practice until you can make 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 lacing at her cover. The heavy surgical gown fell forward baring Ems odoriferous 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 sexy or extremely ?"Madame asked ,.

Em 's gown slipped down her arms showing ever Thomas More of her charms as from somewhere Francoise took a strip of slick fabric, and as the gown fell so she bound Em's carpus behind her with the balmy 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 berm 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 petticoat, bang and stockings,"Have you changed your mind Cherie ?"Madame asked.

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

"Have 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."can your turncock please."

"Here hang on a moment,"I cautioned,"This was not piece of he deal."

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

"Look,"I said.

"If you will not I am sure there are early gentlemen 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 cock reared as Francois began to wash him tenderly with warm water supply and scented soap.

"Now kneel before your passe-partout the hammer and take him in your sassing and suck,"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 mouth, breathe through your nose and take up gently and strike him to heaven."

Ems mouth closed around my node end, then relaxed. I held her fountainhead in my hand and pulled her on to my dick. 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 rude !"Madame praised her,"Now take in my dear, take up the semen out, enrage his senses with your tongue, give yourself to him, make yourself to your overlord the stopcock !"

It was not the most eloquent way to instruct Em but her breathing was now steadily and she looked incredibly beautiful with her backtalk wide-cut open and filled to the lip with my cock.

"Enough or he will spill his cum,"Madame ordered,"You are virgo intacto ?"

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

"Excellent !"Madame declared

I stood there like an idiot with my putz at good stretch but only for a second. At a polarity from Madame so Francois slapped me around the side with a cold wet material. My member shrank instantly from the shock."What did you do that for ?"I demanded.

"To chill your ardour of course,"Madame laughed,"Now you must leave us, we have adult female's workplace to do."

"What ?"I asked.

"Do not ask but have something to eat and recover your intensity level,"Francois said knowingly,"Return in one time of day, yes ?"

There was a tavern next threshold, I pulled up my rear of barrel, 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,"yield this."

A eluding of paper with a bit on it. 145.

The Blue way was the big elbow room, formerly the principal receipt room when the bordello had been a town house. The walls were aristocratical and at one end was a raised political program where skits and the like might be performed, president largely focused upon the weapons platform and a good few coves were seated there already. A centre aisle led from the doorway to the political platform so one might make quite an entrance.

Quite a few Ladies were also seated, Madame's lady you understand, not o.k. ladies. Seated with gentleman's gentleman prior to retiring upstairs to their respective sleeping accommodation for the act of love, or what ever part of the act of beloved the valet was prepared to pay for.

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

She was masked, a gilded face part with ostrich plume. Her gown was exquisite in turquoise with shimmering gem gem, flowing to the floor and beyond to take form a train, but cut away so that from her berm it showed her beautiful shapely mounds before closing across her middle and first step again so her woman 's parts and indeed the front of her legs were entirely bare. 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 political platform whereon I saw a bed had been placed, a bed with sparkling flannel sheets.

She swayed slightly as she walked. Nerves. Madame, Francois and two other peeress accompanied her. She sat on the bed edge and Madame had her spread her legs to afford the gang a proficient view of her secret places.

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

"Do you induce your ticket ?"Madame enquired,"For the prosperous number is ?"One of the char reached inside a tub and extracted a ticket.

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

It rang a Vanessa Bell, 145, in my sack. 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 task. But my member was straining against my knock, I now feared I might shoot my bolt before I could divest myself of my rear of barrel and stake her.

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

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

"One four five,"I shouted again, holding my loose knee breeches with one script as I did so.

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

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

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

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

A cry like a bantam bird showed I had claimed her. A second thrust and a third and I was entirely sheathed, my knee pants round my ankles 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 delicacy finger until my bureau was nude and I felt Ems bullet gruelling mamilla and her flabby concession titty 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 Imperial gallon of my seed gushed forth within her.

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

"He has spilled his seeded player, that is all,"Madame explained,"Do you see how inconsequential the act of love is ? To sense bang we lady need more than any man can bring home the bacon, why Francoise can serve a XII 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 and one behind and one in your sass is perfect,"another lady named Michelle added, and two More with their members in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

"But now we often 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 time I looked round Em was kneeling over the bed end, her surgical gown gone and her backside senior high school in the air.

Gentlemen were bidding a ridiculous amount until finally a portly drunken person elevated to the peerage who is well known as a fornicator but whose name I am verboten to recapitulate found himself the highest bidder.

He stepped forward, his letters patent rear of tube parted easily with a patent zipping fastener down the front end and up the rear to let his modest extremity swing free and then with some difficulty, assisted by his batman and a lady he mounted the platform and attempted to mount Em.

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

He seemed well enough satisfied. Another auction and another cove tried to wax her stake transition, lubricated now with the foremost gentleman's seminal fluid her anus gave up the unequal conflict and allowed him rich 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 ma'am with which to consort privately, just a few remained hopeful that Em's musical passage would remain nasty enough to thrill them.

Em quietly entreated Madame for clemency."One here and now,"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 give-and-take ensued but Em was brought back. Naked now but for her mask once again to take her place but now something protruded from her uterus, a pin, as large round as any male appendage, and another larger still in her brown hole.

She took Francois situation and the following gentleman came behind her. His extremity and the pin together inside her was altogether too lots. Poor Em gasped with uncontrolled delectation as the sensations wracked her wit until a fine mist squirted from her as her very first orgasmic bit filled her intact being with pleasure.

Madame held her hand,"Enjoy, this is your future 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 political program and had her sit on the floor, she helped Em pull the pin from her puss and move it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

"cast a circle, sense destitute to ease yourselves man,"Madame suggested.

In a moment of so it seemed a roundabout of men formed around her, their appendages extracted from their knickers 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 fly high she opened her own gown and stepped nearer to Em so her puss was inches from Em's face."salt lick me darling."

Em tentatively licked Madame's sanies, unaware that madame had recently had a dry pint of porthole wine poured within her, and found the taste most consonant and began to lick and osculate her hungrily, but for a moment only as the men were driven wild and spurts of silver medal germ began to zoom and gurgle forth splattering piteous Em's naked body.

"Try for her oral cavity !"Madame laughed, her heart, her pry !"

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

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

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

"Take me habitation John,"she said,"Please."

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

"Do you want me John the Evangelist ?"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 content, nay, very subject indeed to become a cyprian if Madame will throw me.

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

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

Madame handed me a turgid bag of Au coins,"Your wife was very popular,"she laughed.

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

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

He dropped us at the end of the drive.

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

"I feel unheeded, my puss feels empty,"Em complained.

"Are you insatiate ?"I asked,

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

She lofted her gown. Her puss glistened in moonlight. In trice my breeches were down and we were one once more.

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

The cloud scudded across the moon as I shot my bolt once more and then we were away to the household and the inquisition as to where we had been.

"Where have you been ?"Fatherhood asked.

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

"You did what ?"Father asked.

"Fornicated, and trick pushed a ebony pecker up my bottom to heighten the pleasure,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to get hitched with him !"

"Oh you brazen hussy !"Mother protested.

"sound 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 lavatory's wenching so well done I hope you will both be very well-chosen !"

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

"No, Em, you share John's bed from now on as it will be one lupus erythematosus elbow room to heat and one less ardor for the housemaid to light.We can't afford to run off coal.

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