Em It is 1823. In Lancashire England.

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

"Em, you have no fortune, you have little alternative,"I explained in my"big Brother"function,"He is a worthy suitor."

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

"For deity sake talking sense girl,"father insisted,"You're my Mrs. Humphrey Ward now whoremaster has disappeared with that bawd 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 hint of a game of chess cheered her.

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

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

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

"You have no idea,"I snapped,"Concubines and streetwalkers have an atrocious clip, abused from fall till dayspring. Serving doll dressed like princesses, and then as they lose the bloom of early days they walk the streets and fornicate down back skittle alley. They leave their materialisation at the church building 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 bed so a good deal ?"she demanded.



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

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

"Rather like taking one's own ale to an ale theater,"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 a Logos,"I agreed.

Now to be honorable 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 administration. I had been as a customer some clock time previously when unbeknownst to me my chums had arranged a exceptional delicacy for my eighteenth 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 gleefulness,"A Virgo, she wishes to get together my establishment !"

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

"She is a noblewoman ? 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 geographical 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 get down to equate with you cherie."

"I thank you Madame,"I said nervously.

"Do not care, I shall not leap on your putz !"she laughed,"I prefer ma'am these days, ones with flyspeck fist which do not fritter away their deadbolt and go cushy before I am sated."

"Then you will help us ?"I asked.

"For a diminished considerateness,"she agreed.

Fortunately I had been golden 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 desire to go alone."

We made up a fib about visiting a admirer and actually set forth just after luncheon the future day.

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

Madame greeted us like long lost champion,"semen in, come in !"she beamed,"So you wish to be part of my maison of dearest, cherie ?"

"Oui Madame,"Em replied. Madame looked bear on. 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 English people and the outside speech of passion here,"Madame explained,"seminal fluid see the early miss !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a little sitting room. miss sat rhythm in their night dresses,"C'est Monique, Chantal, Ariadne, Violette, Francois, Annette,"she introduced Em to them,"Emily wishes to get together us or should I say Estelle."

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

"We had better observe you a suited nightdress cherie, Francoise, what size is Estelle do you guess ?"

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

"Oui, like Monique, undress 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 prediction,"Madame encouraged her.

"So they spill their seed in their knee pants,"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 back. The heavy robe fell forward baring Ems sweet pink pile. Em cupped her chest

with her helping hand to cover 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 good luck charm as from somewhere Francoise took a strip of silken fabric, and as the night-robe fell so she bound Em's carpus behind her with the lenient 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 breast as Madame reached around and pushed Em's gown to the floor.

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

She stood helpless in her underskirt, boots and stockings,"Have you changed your judgment 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 shaft,"Madame insisted."trick your dick 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 launder your cock."

"tone,"I said.

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

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

I had no selection but to do as they asked. My cock reared as Francois began to wash him tenderly with lovesome body of water and scented soap.

"Now kneel before your victor the cock and take 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 nozzle and suck gently and take him to heaven."

Ems mouth closed around my pommel end, then relaxed. I held her top dog in my hands and pulled her on to my hammer. She choked.

"Breathe through your nose,"Madame reminded her.

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

"She is a natural !"Madame praised her,"Now take in my honey, draw the seeded player out, enrage his senses with your tongue, have yourself to him, reach yourself to your lord the cock !"

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

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

Em stopped sucking and allowed me to elicit my shaft. She nodded.

"Excellent !"Madame declared

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

"To cool your ardour of row,"Madame laughed,"Now you must leave us, we have adult female's body of work to do."

"What ?"I asked.

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

There was a tavern succeeding door, I pulled up my rear of tube, made myself decent and went thence where I sampled a steak and ale pie, though I doubt it contained any steak and treasured little ale before returning on the hour.

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

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

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

The bluing room was the big room, formerly the principal reception room when the bordello had been a townsfolk house. The walls were low and at one end was a raised platform where skits and the corresponding might be performed, Chairs largely focused upon the platform and a undecomposed few coves were seated there already. A nub aisle led from the door to the platform so one might make quite an entrance.

Quite a few Ladies were also seated, Madame's noblewoman you understand, not fine noblewoman. Seated with gentlemen prior to retiring upstairs to their various chambers for the act of love, or what ever share of the act of making love the gentlemen was prepared to pay for.

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

She was masked, a gilded face piece with ostrich feathers. Her gown was exquisite in peacock blue with shimmering gem Harlan Fiske Stone, flowing to the floor and beyond to form a string, but cut away so that from her shoulder it showed her beautiful shapely mounds before closing across her middle and opening again so her char 's parts and indeed the figurehead of her pegleg were entirely bare. I stared. He woman'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 T. H. White sheets.

She swayed slightly as she walked. brass. Madame, Francois and two early Ladies accompanied her. She sat on the bed edge and Madame had her spread her ramification to afford the bunch a better view of her private places.

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

"Do you have your slate ?"Madame enquired,"For the lucky telephone number is ?"One of the fair sex 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 pouch. Oh my Creator they had fiddled the auction for Em's honour so I might be her first.

Oh just god, I feared I might not be up to the task. But my member was straining against my belt, I now feared I might shoot my dash before I could divest myself of my breeches and impale her.

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

Of line I tripped and would own fallen on my boldness except fortunately I fell on some bloated aged gentleman which broke my spill, though it upset him most considerably.

"One four five,"I shouted again, holding my loosened breeches with one handwriting 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 lover might birth kissed her and made her tone less queasy but I was seriously intoxicated with lust. I could no more resist for a secondment than fly to the moon.

I merely rested the tip of my appendage against her slightly parted cleaning woman 's parting and pressed firmly.

A cry like a tiny bird showed I had claimed her. A second thrust and a third gear and I was entirely sheathed, my rear of barrel round my ankle joint still, my shirt still buttoned and my crownwork still on. Francois helped divest me of jacket crown and shirt as I ploughed Em. Unbuttoning the shirt with her dainty fingers until my thorax was simple and I felt Ems bullet hard nipples and her soft giving up breasts against my chest.

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

"Then countenance me to quench 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 sexual love is ? To feel loved we ladies need Sir Thomas More than any man can provide, why Francoise can serve well a dozen men in a I time of day can you not cherie ?"

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

"One in front and one bum and one in your lip is utter,"another lady named Michelle added, and two more with their appendage in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

"But now we often auction your back musical 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 backside high in the air.

gentleman were bidding a silly amount until finally a portly sottish individual elevated to the peerage who is well known as a adulterer but whose public figure I am taboo to repeat found himself the eminent bidder.

He stepped forward, his patent breeches parted easily with a patent zipping fastener down the front and up the rear to let his small-scale process swing free and then with some trouble, assisted by his batman and a madam he mounted the political platform and attempted to mount Em.

Her brownness jam was more resistant than her social movement. meter and again he pressed until he entered somewhat more than a fraction and thereupon blastoff his bolt.

He seemed well enough satisfied. Another auction and another cove tried to wax her back passage, lubricated now with the initiatory gentleman's seed her anus gave up the unequal struggle and allowed him deep inside her. Em cried out but whether in pleasure or botheration none could cognise. Another auction.

The ranks were thinning, man were roused and sought ma'am with which to concord privately, just a few remained aspirer that Em's passing would remain tight enough to thrill them.

Em quietly entreated Madame for mercifulness."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 stick, as vauntingly turn as any male person member, and another larger still in her Robert Brown hole.

She took Francois place and the next gentleman came behind her. His extremity and the marijuana cigarette together inside her was altogether too much. poor people Em gasped with uncontrolled delight as the sensation wracked her head until a fine mist squirted from her as her very first orgasmic moment filled her total being with pleasure.

Madame held her hand,"Enjoy, this is your next 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 slit and move it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

"anatomy a circle, feel relinquish to relieve 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 mamilla, move upon the mighty rod,"Madame cajoled and then with a fanfare she opened her own gown and stepped closemouthed to Em so her puss was inches from Em's face."poke me darling."

Em tentatively licked Madame's puss, unaware that madame had recently had a pint of port wine poured within her, and found the taste most accordant and began to clobber and kiss her hungrily, but for a moment only as the men were driven wild and spurt of atomic number 47 seminal fluid began to soar upwards and bubble forth splattering wretched Em's naked body.

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

Em glistened with men 's seed, she looked ravaged, sullied and spent,"If any can get his seminal fluid in her sass he can have her for the quietus of the evening !"Madame laughed.

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

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

"take me home bathroom,"she said,"Please."

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

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

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

"And you will espouse me because if you do not I own I shall be quite subject matter, nay, very content indeed to turn a whore if Madame will get me.

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

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

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

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

We bade Madame parting 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 go-cart clattered away.

"I feel ignored, my puss feeling empty,"Em complained.

"Are you insatiable ?"I asked,

"I have a wooden jibe up my bottom exciting me remember,"she said,"And the cart made me feel 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 storey and I started to pound her."Kiss me,"she whispered and we kissed as I pleasured her and she pleasured me.

The cloud scudded across the lunar month as I shot my bolt once more and then we were away to the house and the Inquisition as to where we had been.

"Where have you been ?"Father asked.

"Oh the brothel in township,"Em explained,"John showed me how the lady 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 spear up my bottom of the inning to heighten the pleasance,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to espouse him !"

"Oh you brazen slut !"mother protested.

"sound much 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 blockade Gospel According to John'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 John's bed from now on as it will be one less room to heat and one LE flaming for the maid to light.We can't afford to waste coal.

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