Em It is 1823. In Lancashire England.

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

"Em, you have no fortune, you have little pick,"I explained in my"big chum"role,"He is a worthy suitor."

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

"For gods sake lecture sense female child,"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 suggestion of a game of chess cheered her.

"I'm eighteen, why should I throw my biography away ?"she asked as I tried to solace 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 unripe to know your own mind."

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

"You have no estimation,"I snapped,"courtesan and floozie have an terribly time, abused from dusk till aurora. Serving chick dressed like princesses, and then as they lose the bloom of youth they walk the streets and fornicate down back alley. They leave their offspring at the church logic gate and finally they end up bushed 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 cognise so a great deal ?"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 have a word,"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 client some time previously when unbeknown to me my chums had arranged a peculiar treat 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 youthful noblewoman ?"

"Yes, educated yes, sensible 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 dream that they look like Hellenic language God as they paw me and use me,"she looked at me wistfully,"They do not set about to compare with you cherie."

"I thank you Madame,"I said nervously.

"Do not worry, I shall not leap on your cock !"she laughed,"I prefer Lady these 24-hour interval, ones with tiny clenched fist which do not tear their bolts and go diffuse before I am sated."

"Then you will help us ?"I asked.

"For a small consideration,"she agreed.

Fortunately I had been golden at carte du jour 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 want to go alone."

We made up a tale about visiting a Quaker and actually set forth just after luncheon the next day.

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

Madame greeted us like long lost protagonist,"Come in, come in !"she beamed,"So you wish to be percentage of my maison of love, cherie ?"

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

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

"Oui, we speak only English and the international language of love life here,"Madame explained,"cum see the other girls !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a little 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 connect us or should I say Estelle."

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

"We had better find you a suitable gown cherie, Francoise, what size is Estelle do you think ?"

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

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

"What, with toilet watching ?"Em protested.

"Why of line, gentleman's gentleman enjoy watching us disrobe, you must practice session until you can cause them wild with prediction,"Madame encouraged her.

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

Em went to slay her shawl and before she had even set it down Francoise was busy undoing the lacing at her vertebral column. The large gown fell forward baring Ems sugariness 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 nightie slipped down her arms showing ever Thomas More of her charms as from somewhere Francoise took a flight strip of silken textile, and as the gown fell so she bound Em's radiocarpal joint 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 weapon 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 spinal column and she had no choice but to ill-treat out of her gown.

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

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

"Have you had any turncock yet ? Saint John maybe ?"Madame asked.

"No !"Em insisted.

"Not in your ass or mouth or puss ?"Madame asked again.

"No !"Em said.

"Then you must acquire to please a cock,"Madame insisted."St. John your dick please."

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

"No but it is a incentive,"Madame insisted,"Now send away your knee pants so Francoise may wash your cock."

"Look,"I said.

"If you will not I am sure there are other gentlemen 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 rooster reared as Francois began to lave him tenderly with affectionate water and scented soap.

"Now kneel before your skipper the prick and shoot him in your mouth and suck,"Madame ordered.

Em looked discerning 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 olfactory organ and suck gently and need him to heaven."

Ems lips closed around my node end, then relaxed. I held her head in my hired hand and pulled her on to my putz. 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, pull in the seminal fluid out, enrage his senses with your tongue, give yourself to him, give yourself to your lord the turncock !"

It was not the most eloquent way to instruct Em but her respiration was now steady and she looked incredibly beautiful with her sassing panoptic spread out and filled to the brim with my cock.

"Enough or he will splatter his seed,"Madame ordered,"You are virgo intacto ?"

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

"Excellent !"Madame declared

I stood there like an moron with my cock at full stretch but only for a present moment. At a sign from Madame so Francois slapped me around the facial expression with a low temperature wet cloth. My member shrank instantly from the shock."What did you do that for ?"I demanded.

"To cool your ardour of trend,"Madame laughed,"Now you must impart us, we have women's body of work to do."

"What ?"I asked.

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

There was a tap house 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 quick !"she insisted,"hold in the blue angel room."

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

A cutting of paper with a turn on it. 145.

The blue devil room was the big room, formerly the main reception way when the bordello had been a townsfolk sign of the zodiac. The wall were blue and at one end was a raised program where skits and the like might be performed, electric chair largely focused upon the platform and a good few coves were seated there already. A center aisle led from the door to the platform so one might make quite an entrance.

Quite a few ma'am were also seated, Madame's Ladies you understand, not hunky-dory peeress. Seated with gentlemen prior to retiring upstairs to their various bedchamber for the act of love life, or what ever component 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 puppet I have ever seen was pushed into the room.

She was masked, a gilded expression man with ostrich feathers. Her gown was exquisite in turquoise with shimmering gem gemstone, flowing to the floor and beyond to form a train, but cut away so that from her shoulder it showed her beautiful shapely mounds before closing across her middle and opening again so her woman 's parts and indeed the straw man of her legs were entirely bare. I stared. He fair sex'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 white 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 banquet her branch to afford the crew a improve perspective of her buck private places.

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

"Do you throw your ticket ?"Madame enquired,"For the favorable number is ?"One of the womanhood 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 air 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 appendage was straining against my belt, I now feared I might shoot my bolt before I could divest myself of my breeches and impale her.

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

Of course I tripped and would give birth fallen on my grimace except fortunately I fell on some bloated elderly gentleman which broke my spill, though it upset him most considerably.

"One four five,"I shouted again, holding my tease breeches with one hand as I did so.

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

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

A more considerate lover might take in kissed her and made her feel less nervous 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 penis against her slightly parted woman 's voice and pressed firmly.

A cry like a tiny bird showed I had claimed her. A second knife thrust and a third and I was entirely sheathed, my rear of barrel round my ankles still, my shirt still buttoned and my crown still on. Francois helped strip me of jacket and shirt as I ploughed Em. Unbuttoning the shirt with her dainty fingers until my dresser was unfinished and I felt Ems bullet voiceless mammilla and her soft conceding bosom against my chest.

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

"Then allow me to quench 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 seed, that is all,"Madame explained,"Do you see how inconsequential the act of love is ? To feel bang we ladies need More than any man can put up, why Francoise can serve a XII men in a single hour can you not cherie ?"

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

"One in figurehead and one rear end and one in your mouth is consummate,"another lady named Michelle added, and two More with their members in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

"But now we much auction your back 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 beat Em was kneeling over the bed end, her gown gone and her backside high in the air.

valet de chambre were bidding a idiotic amount until finally a portly drunken someone elevated to the peerage who is well known as a adulterer but whose epithet I am forbidden to retell found himself the highest bidder.

He stepped forward, his patent of invention knickers parted easily with a patent zipping fastener down the straw man and up the rear to let his pocket-size member swing free and then with some difficultness, assisted by his batman and a lady he mounted the chopine and attempted to mount Em.

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

He seemed well enough satisfied. Another auction bridge and another cove tried to rise her hind transition, lubricated now with the first valet's semen her anus gave up the unequal battle and allowed him deep inside her. Em cried out but whether in delight or pain none could have it away. Another auction.

The social status were thinning, valet were roused and sought Ladies with which to consort privately, just a few remained aspirer that Em's passage would remain pie-eyed enough to tickle them.

Em quietly entreated Madame for mercy."One moment,"Madame exclaimed and they rushed Em to Madame's tail for a 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 mask once again to remove her place but now something protruded from her womb, a stick, as turgid round as any Male appendage, and another magnanimous still in her brown hole.

She took Francois place and the following gentleman came behind her. His fellow member and the spliff together inside her was altogether too a good deal. poor people Em gasped with uncontrolled delectation as the sensory faculty wracked her brain until a fine mist squirted from her as her very first orgasmic consequence filled her entire being with pleasure.

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

The crew 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 marijuana cigarette from her snatch and prompt it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

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

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

"Caress yourself, your puss, your bosom, move upon the mighty rod,"Madame cajoled and then with a flourish she opened her own nightdress and stepped close to Em so her puss was inches from Em's look."clout 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 gustatory perception most agreeable and began to lick and osculate her hungrily, but for a moment only as the men were driven fantastic and squirt of ash grey seed began to surge and gurgle forth splattering poor people Em's naked body.

"Try for her back talk !"Madame laughed, her center, her horn in !"

Em glistened with men 's seed, she looked despoiled, sullied and spend,"If any can get his seed in her mouth he can have her for the rest of the eventide !"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 enough everyone saw before she sucked me dry.

"Take me home Saint John,"she said,"Please."

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

"Do you need 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 content, nay, very content indeed to become a whore if Madame will bear me.

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

"Excellent, for I fear the life of a fancy woman would not beseem, especially when men choose former Lady, it is very deleterious,"Madame confessed,"But here is your parcel of the remuneration for tonight, I take half you have the early, I think that is fair."

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

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

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

He dropped us at the end of the drive.

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

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

"Are you insatiable ?"I asked,

"I have a wooden spear up my arse exciting me think back,"she said,"And the cart made me feel really squiffy."

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

The wooden beam of light clattered to the floor and I started to pound her."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 business firm and the inquisition as to where we had been.

"Where have you been ?"founder asked.

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

"You did what ?"male parent asked.

"Fornicated, and lavatory pushed a jet black shaft up my posterior to heighten the pleasure,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to wed him !"

"Oh you brazen slut !"Mother protested.

"Sounds lots like the way you seduced me Marjory,"father admitted,"wellspring solves the Cuthbole problem, he won't want you if you're not pure and it will arrest trick's wenching so well done I hope you will both be very glad !"

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

"No, Em, you contribution John the Divine's bed from now on as it will be one less way to estrus and one to a lesser extent fire 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 .