Em It is 1823. In Lancashire England.

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

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

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

"For gods sake talk sense girl,"father insisted,"You're my ward now toilet 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 suggestion of a game of chess game cheered her.

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

"Because you are not yet XX one twelvemonth of age or married,"I explained,"Therefore you must do as male parent says, you are too immature to lie with your own mind."

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

"You have no idea,"I snapped,"Concubines and floozy have an awful time, abused from evenfall till break of day. Serving wenches dressed like princesses, and then as they lose the bloom of youth of youth they walk the streets and fornicate down back alleys. They leave their materialization at the church 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 know 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 film 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 have a Word,"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 administration. I had been as a customer some time previously when unbeknown to me my chum had arranged a special kickshaw 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 link my establishment !"

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

"She is a noblewoman ? yes ?"she asked,"Not a retainer, an educated young dame ?"

"Yes, educated yes, sensitive no."I assured her,"One stack of your business and she will run a mile !"

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

"I thank you Madame,"I said nervously.

"Do not worry, I shall not leap on your hammer !"she laughed,"I prefer gentlewoman these solar day, 1 with bantam clenched fist which do not shoot their bolts and go soft before I am sated."

"Then you will help us ?"I asked.

"For a pocket-sized thoughtfulness,"she agreed.

Fortunately I had been favourable at cards recently and the sum was within my agency, 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 River 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,"semen in, total in !"she beamed,"So you wish to be function of my maison of honey, 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 people,"I chided.

"Oui, we speak only English and the international words of sexual love here,"Madame explained,"Come see the other girls !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a little sitting room. Girls sat round of golf in their night dress,"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 girls said very small, Madame beckoned one to join us,"Francoise s'il vous pleat,"and we left the seance elbow room and retired to madame's niggling dressing room.

"We had better feel you a desirable gown cherie, Francoise, what size is Estelle do you remember ?"

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

"Oui, like Monique, uncase 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 absent her shawl and before she had even set it down Francoise was busy undoing the laces at her backbone. The labored gown fell forward baring Ems sweet pink mounds. Em cupped her breasts

with her manpower to shroud 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 more of her spell as from somewhere Francoise took a strip of silken fabric, and as the night-robe fell so she bound Em's wrists behind her with the diffused 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 pick but to step out of her gown.

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

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

"Have you had any cock yet ? St. 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 stopcock,"Madame insisted."John your peter please."

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

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

"looking,"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 whoremonger,"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 system and scented soap.

"Now kneel before your master the cock and take him in your mouth and suck,"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 sass, breathe through your nose and suck gently and call for him to heaven."

Ems lip closed around my knob end, then relaxed. I held her head in my custody and pulled her on to my stopcock. 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 natural !"Madame praised her,"Now suck in my dear, draw the seed out, enrage his senses with your tongue, leave yourself to him, give yourself to your lord the shaft !"

It was not the most facile way to instruct Em but her breathing was now truelove and she looked incredibly beautiful with her oral fissure all-embracing open and filled to the rim 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 cock. She nodded.

"Excellent !"Madame declared

I stood there like an changeling with my turncock at full phase of the moon stretchiness but only for a here and now. At a sign from Madame so Francois slapped me around the face with a frigidness wet fabric. My member shrank instantly from the stupor."What did you do that for ?"I demanded.

"To cool your ardour of row,"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 recover your strength,"Francois said knowingly,"Return in one hr, yes ?"

There was a tavern next 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 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 report with a issue on it. 145.

The blue devil elbow room was the big elbow room, formerly the main reception room when the bordello had been a town star sign. The walls were blue and at one end was a raised platform where skits and the same might be performed, Chairs largely focused upon the political program and a good few coves were seated there already. A Centre aisle led from the room access to the political platform so one might make quite an entrance.

Quite a few peeress were also seated, Madame's Ladies you understand, not fine peeress. Seated with valet de chambre prior to retiring upstairs to their respective chambers for the act of love, or what ever parts of the act of passion the valet 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 gild face piece with ostrich feather. Her nightgown was exquisite in turquoise with shimmering gem stones, flowing to the floor and beyond to constitute a string, but cut away so that from her shoulders it showed her beautiful shapely mounds before closing across her middle and opening again so her charwoman 's voice and indeed the front of her legs were entirely stripped. 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 chopine whereon I saw a bed had been placed, a bed with sparkling white sheets.

She swayed slightly as she walked. nerves. Madame, Francois and two former Ladies accompanied her. She sat on the bed bound and Madame had her spread her ramification to afford the crew a better view of her private places.

Francois stepped forward and gently eased back Em's puss brim so the throng could see, or imagine, the Virgin peel behind.

"Do you take your tag ?"Madame enquired,"For the lucky number is ?"One of the cleaning lady reached inside a tub and extracted a ticket.

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

It rang a buzzer, 145, in my pocket. Oh my lord they had fiddled the auction for Em's honour so I might be her first.

Oh serious god, I feared I might not be up to the task. But my penis was straining against my belt, I now feared I might shoot my deadbolt before I could divest myself of my rear of tube and transfix her.

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

Of course I tripped and would suffer 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 relax 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 fan might have kissed her and made her feel less uneasy but I was seriously intoxicated with lust. I could no more resist for a second than fly to the moon.

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

A cry like a tiny bird showed I had claimed her. A indorsement drive and a third base and I was entirely sheathed, my knickerbockers round my ankle still, my shirt still buttoned and my jacket still on. Francois helped divest me of jacket and shirt as I ploughed Em. Unbuttoning the shirt with her treat finger's breadth until my bureau was bare and I felt Ems bullet severely nipples and her soft yielding breasts against my chest.

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

"Then let me to quench your fires,"I suggested and with that I let fly. Seemingly gallons of my seminal fluid 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 life is ? To experience loved we ladies need more than any man can allow for, why Francoise can serve a 12 men in a bingle hour can you not cherie ?"

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

"One in straw man and one hindquarters and one in your mouth is perfective tense,"another Lady named Michelle added, and two to a greater extent with their members in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

"But now we much auction your back up 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 high in the air.

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

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

Her brown hole was more resistive 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 bridge and another cove tried to hop on her endorse passage, lubricated now with the for the first time gentleman's seed her anus gave up the unequal battle and allowed him deeply inside her. Em cried out but whether in pleasure or pain none could recognize. Another auction.

The rank and file were thinning, valet de chambre were roused and sought Ladies with which to associate privately, just a few remained hopeful that Em's passage would remain compressed enough to thrill them.

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

"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 masquerade party once again to take her place but now something protruded from her womb, a reefer, as large beat as any virile appendage, and another heavy still in her brownness hole.

She took Francois place and the next gentleman came behind her. His member and the stick together inside her was altogether too often. poor Em gasped with uncontrolled pleasure as the sensations wracked her Einstein until a hunky-dory mist squirted from her as her very first orgasmic moment filled her entire being with pleasure.

Madame held her handwriting,"Enjoy, this is your future 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 up the stick from her kitty and move it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

"pattern a circle, feel absolve to relieve yourselves gentlemen,"Madame suggested.

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

"Caress yourself, your ichor, your tits, move upon the mighty rod,"Madame cajoled and then with a tucket she opened her own gown and stepped finisher to Em so her snatch was inches from Em's face."Lick me darling."

Em tentatively licked Madame's slit, unaware that madame had recently had a pint of port vino poured within her, and found the perceptiveness most agreeable and began to thrash and osculate her hungrily, but for a moment only as the men were driven fantastic and spurt of atomic number 47 seed began to soar up and gurgle forth splattering poor people Em's naked body.

"Try for her oral fissure !"Madame laughed, her eyes, her nose !"

Em glistened with men 's seed, she looked ransack, calumniate and spent,"If any can get his seed in her mouth he can take in her for the rest of the evening !"Madame laughed.

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

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

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

She walked decisively towards Madame's room. She wiped the pip of the gunk from her dead body 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 get married me because if you do not I own I shall be quite mental object, nay, very mental object indeed to turn a whore if Madame will have me.

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

"Excellent, for I fear the lifespan of a whore would not become, especially when men choose other ladies, it is very deleterious,"Madame confessed,"But here is your part of the net income for tonight, I take half you have the other, I think that is fair."

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

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

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

He dropped us at the end of the drive.

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

"I feel unattended, my puss flavor empty,"Em complained.

"Are you insatiate ?"I asked,

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

She lofted her robe. Her kitty glistened in Moon. In trice my knee pants were down and we were one once more.

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

The clouds scudded across the moon 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 ?"forefather asked.

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

"You did what ?"begetter asked.

"Fornicated, and John pushed a ebony spear up my bottom to heighten the pleasure,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to conjoin him !"

"Oh you brazen hussy !"female parent protested.

"Sounds much like the way you seduced me Marjory,"father admitted,"Well solves the Cuthbole trouble, he won't want you if you're not pure and it will contain John the Evangelist'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 less room to warmth and one LE fire for the maid to light.We can't afford to waste coal.

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