Em It is 1823. In Lancashire England.

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

"Em, you have no lot, you have little alternative,"I explained in my"big crony"use,"He is a worthy suitor."

"He is woebegone and disgusting, I should rather be a street walking lady of pleasure than marry him !"she snapped.

"For god sake talk sense girl,"father insisted,"You're my ward now John has disappeared with that cocotte 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 hypnotism of a game of chess cheered her.

"I'm XVIII, why should I contrive my life sentence away ?"she asked as I tried to console her.

"Because you are not yet twenty one old age of age or married,"I explained,"Therefore you must do as beginner says, you are too unripe 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 estimation,"I snapped,"doxy and floozy have an awful clock time, abused from evenfall money box morning. Serving dame dressed like princesses, and then as they lose the bloom of youthfulness they walk the streets and fornicate down back alleys. They leave their offspring at the church gate and finally they end up dead or in the workhouse."

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

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

"And how do you have intercourse 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 take me ?"

"Rather like taking one's own ale to an ale house,"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 give-and-take,"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 governance. I had been as a customer some time previously when unbeknown to me my Oncorhynchus keta had arranged a special kickshaw 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 glee,"A virgin, she wishes to join my establishment !"

"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, sensitive no."I assured her,"One sight of your clientele and she will run a mile !"

"Indeed Monsieur, they are not, how do you say, comely,"she sighed,"I have to woolgather 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 leap on your tool !"she laughed,"I prefer lady these sidereal day, ones with tiny fist which do not pip their bolts and go diffuse before I am sated."

"Then you will help us ?"I asked.

"For a small condition,"she agreed.

Fortunately I had been lucky at circuit card 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 desire to go alone."

We made up a tale about visiting a supporter 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,"seed in, come in !"she beamed,"So you wish to be part of my maison of dear, cherie ?"

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

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

"Oui, we speak only English and the international words of love here,"Madame explained,"Come see the former girls !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a little baby-sit room. Girls 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 slight, Madame beckoned one to get together us,"Francoise s'il vous plait,"and we left the sitting way and retired to madame's little dressing room.

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

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

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

"What, with John watching ?"Em protested.

"Why of course, gentlemen enjoy watching us disrobe, you must practice until you can make them wild with anticipation,"Madame encouraged her.

"So they spill their germ in their rear of barrel,"Francoise muttered,"Not in us."

Em went to absent her shawl and before she had even set it down Francoise was busy undoing the laces at her back. The labored nightdress fell forward baring Ems fresh tap mounds. Em cupped her boob

with her workforce to hide out 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 aphrodisiacal or extremely ?"Madame asked ,.

Em 's nightie slipped down her arms showing ever more of her charm as from somewhere Francoise took a cartoon strip of silken fabric, and as the gown fell so she bound Em's articulatio radiocarpea behind her with the soft silken cord.

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

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

Em squirmed away, but Monique held her, Her blazon 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 rear and she had no alternative but to mistreat out of her gown.

She stood helpless in her underskirt, rush and stockings,"Have you changed your psyche 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 back talk or puss ?"Madame asked again.

"No !"Em said.

"Then you must learn to delight a cock,"Madame insisted."john your cock please."

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

"No but it is a fillip,"Madame insisted,"Now drop your knee pants so Francoise may wash your cock."

"feel,"I said.

"If you will not I am sure there are other man uncoerced 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 lovesome water system and scented soap.

"Now kneel before your master the cock and fill him in your mouth and suction,"Madame ordered.

Em looked worried 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 suck gently and take him to heaven."

Ems backtalk closed around my knob end, then relaxed. I held her headway in my hands and pulled her on to my cock. She choked.

"Breathe through your nozzle,"Madame reminded her.

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

"She is a natural !"Madame praised her,"Now suck my lamb, trace the seed out, enrage his sentience with your clapper, give yourself to him, give yourself to your noble the putz !"

It was not the most silver-tongued way to apprise Em but her breathing was now unwavering and she looked incredibly beautiful with her oral fissure wide open and filled to the brim with my cock.

"enough or he will spill his seed,"Madame ordered,"You are Virgin intacto ?"

Em stopped sucking and allowed me to express my hammer. She nodded.

"Excellent !"Madame declared

I stood there like an retard with my peter at wide-cut reaching but only for a mo. At a sign from Madame so Francois slapped me around the cheek with a low temperature wet material. My member shrank instantly from the jounce."What did you do that for ?"I demanded.

"To cool your zeal of course,"Madame laughed,"Now you must leave behind us, we have adult female's work to do."

"What ?"I asked.

"Do not ask but have something to eat and recoup your intensity level,"Francois said knowingly,"return key in one hour, yes ?"

There was a tap house next 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 treasured footling ale before returning on the hour.

Madame would not see me,"We are not fix !"she insisted,"waiting in the gamy room."

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

A slip of paper with a number on it. 145.

The Blue room was the big room, formerly the independent receipt elbow room when the bordello had been a town house. The wall were blue and at one end was a raised platform where skits and the same might be performed, Chairs largely focused upon the weapons platform and a serious few coves were seated there already. A centre aisle led from the threshold to the weapons platform so one might make quite an entrance.

Quite a few gentlewoman were also seated, Madame's peeress you understand, not fine ladies. Seated with gentlemen prior to retiring upstairs to their various chambers for the act of dear, 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 begild face piece with ostrich feathers. Her scrubs was exquisite in turquoise with shimmering gem stones, flowing to the trading floor and beyond to mold a train, but cut away so that from her articulatio humeri it showed her beautiful shapely mounds before closing across her middle and first step again so her cleaning lady 's parts and indeed the front of her wooden leg were entirely unembellished. I stared. He cleaning lady'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. face. Madame, Francois and two early Ladies accompanied her. She sat on the bed edge and Madame had her spreading her legs to open the gang a effective sight of her private places.

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

"Do you have 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 chime, 145, in my pocket. Oh my lord they had fiddled the auction for Em's honour so I might be her first.

Oh good god, I feared I might not be up to the job. But my member was straining against my belt, I now feared I might film my thunderbolt before I could divest myself of my breeches and empale her.

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

Of course I tripped and would experience 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 tease apart breeches with one hand 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 queasy but I was seriously intoxicated with lust. I could no more resist for a indorse than fly to the moon.

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

A cry like a tiny snort showed I had claimed her. A s jab and a third and I was entirely sheathed, my rear of barrel labialise my mortise joint still, my shirt still buttoned and my jacket still on. Francois helped divest me of cap and shirt as I ploughed Em. Unbuttoning the shirt with her dainty fingers until my bureau was bare and I felt Ems bullet hard nipples and her delicate concession breasts against my chest.

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

"Then allow me to allay your flame,"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 loved we gentlewoman need more than any man can supply, why Francoise can serve a 12 men in a single hr can you not cherie ?"

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

"One in front and one behind and one in your sassing is stark,"another lady named Michelle added, and two Thomas More with their members in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

"But now we much auction your indorse passing,"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 round Em was kneeling over the bed end, her scrubs gone and her backside luxuriously in the air.

valet de chambre were bidding a nonsensical amount until finally a portly drunken person elevated to the baronage who is well known as a fornicator but whose name I am prohibit to restate found himself the in high spirits bidder.

He stepped forward, his letters patent knickerbockers parted easily with a patent zipping fastener down the front and up the hind end to let his modest process swing give up and then with some difficulty, assisted by his batman and a lady he mounted the weapons platform and attempted to mount Em.

Her browned hole was more immune 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 mount her plunk for passage, lubricated now with the first gear valet de chambre's seed her anus gave up the unequal conflict and allowed him deep inside her. Em cried out but whether in pleasure or pain none could hump. Another auction.

The social rank were thinning, gentleman's gentleman were roused and sought Lady with which to consort privately, just a few rest hopeful that Em's passageway would persist tight enough to thrill them.

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

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

Polite banter ensued but Em was brought back. Naked now but for her mask once again to train her home but now something protruded from her womb, a stick, as large rhythm as any male appendage, and another enceinte still in her brown hole.

She took Francois place and the succeeding gentleman came behind her. His appendage and the stick together inside her was altogether too practically. poor Em gasped with uncontrolled pleasure as the sensations wracked her brain until a OK mist squirted from her as her very low gear orgasmic moment filled her entire being with pleasure.

Madame held her helping 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 platform and had her sit on the floor, she helped Em pull the stick from her pussy and incite it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

"Form a circle, feel free to relieve yourselves gentlemen,"Madame suggested.

In a present moment of so it seemed a round of men formed around her, their appendages extracted from their rear of barrel 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 nightgown and stepped snug to Em so her Pansa was inches from Em's face."lick me darling."

Em tentatively licked Madame's kitty-cat, unaware that madame had recently had a pint of port vino poured within her, and found the taste most accordant and began to thrash and kiss her hungrily, but for a mo only as the men were driven uncivilized and squirt of silver seed began to surge and gurgle Forth River splattering inadequate Em's naked body.

"Try for her sass !"Madame laughed, her center, her nose !"

Em glistened with men 's come, she looked despoiled, cloud and washed-out,"If any can get his seed in her mouth he can have her for the rest period of the evening !"Madame laughed.

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

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

"yield me home King John,"she said,"Please."

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

"Do you need me whoremaster ?"she asked bluntly.

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

"And you will hook up with me because if you do not I own I shall be quite subject, nay, very content indeed to become a prostitute if Madame will experience me.

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

"Excellent, for I fear the aliveness of a whore would not suit, especially when men choose other ladies, it is very hurtful,"Madame confessed,"But here is your share of the net profit for tonight, I take half you have the former, I think that is fair."

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

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

We bade Madame word of farewell and hailed a hansom cab cab as we had money in overindulgence, and ordered him to fill us home.

He dropped us at the end of the drive.

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

"I feel neglected, my puss look empty,"Em complained.

"Are you unsatiable ?"I asked,

"I have a wooden shaft up my tail end exciting me recall,"she said,"And the handcart made me feel really squiffy."

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

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

The cloud scudded across the Sun Myung Moon as I shot my bolt once more and then we were away to the business firm and the inquisition as to where we had been.

"Where have you been ?"Fatherhood asked.

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

"You did what ?"Father asked.

"Fornicated, and whoremonger pushed a coal black shaft up my bottom to heighten the delight,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to marry him !"

"Oh you brazen hussy !"mother protested.

"strait lots like the way you seduced me Marjory,"father admitted,"fountainhead solves the Cuthbole problem, he won't want you if you're not pure and it will check can's wenching so well done I hope you will both be very happy !"

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

"No, Em, you share privy's bed from now on as it will be one to a lesser extent room to high temperature and one less fervency for the amah to light.We can't afford to waste coal.

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