Em It is 1823. In Lancashire England.

"looking I would rather die than wed Archie Cuthbole,"Cousin Emily said forcibly after dinner party one evening.

"Em, you have no chance, you have petty selection,"I explained in my"big Brother"office,"He is a worthy suitor."

"He is decrepit and disgusting, I should rather be a street walking prostitute than get hitched with him !"she snapped.

"For gods sake lecture sense girl,"father insisted,"You're my ward now lavatory has disappeared with that sporting lady 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 plot of chess game cheered her.

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

"Because you are not yet twenty one age of age or married,"I explained,"Therefore you must do as forefather says, you are too immature to know 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 estimation,"I snapped,"paramour and streetwalkers have an awful time, abused from crepuscle till morning. Serving wench dressed like princesses, and then as they lose the bloom of youth they walk the streets and fornicate down back bowling alley. They leave their young at the Christian church gates and finally they end up utterly 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 lie with so much ?"she demanded.



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

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

"Rather like taking one's own ale to an ale sign,"I laughed.

"No, really, I should like to see, to see, if I liked it."she said, her center 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 governance. I had been as a customer some time previously when unbeknown to me my chum had arranged a special treat for my 18th birthday. An saint 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 Virgo the Virgin, she wishes to join my establishment !"

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

"She is a noblewoman ? yes ?"she asked,"Not a retainer, an educated Cy Young peeress ?"

"Yes, educated yes, sensible no."I assured her,"One sight of your patronage 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 begin to compare with you cherie."

"I thank you Madame,"I said nervously.

"Do not interest, I shall not leap on your cock !"she laughed,"I prefer ladies these days, unity with tiny fist which do not shoot their dash and go soft before I am sated."

"Then you will assist us ?"I asked.

"For a small-scale consideration,"she agreed.

Fortunately I had been favorable 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 require to go alone."

We made up a tale about visiting a friend and actually set Forth just after luncheon the succeeding day.

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

Madame greeted us like long lost friends,"Come in, follow in !"she beamed,"So you wish to be part of my maison of beloved, cherie ?"

"Oui Madame,"Em replied. Madame looked relate. 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 language and the external language of love here,"Madame explained,"cum see the early daughter !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a picayune model room. Girls sat round 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 lady friend said very little, Madame beckoned one to bring together us,"Francoise s'il vous tress,"and we left the sitting room and retired to madame's niggling dressing room.

"We had better find you a desirable night-robe cherie, Francoise, what size is Estelle do you retrieve ?"

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

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

"What, with John watching ?"Em protested.

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

"So they spill their come 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 laces at her back. The heavy gown fell forward baring Ems fresh pink mound. Em cupped her white meat

with her hands 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 sexy or extremely ?"Madame asked ,.

Em 's night-robe slipped down her arms showing ever More of her appeal as from someplace Francoise took a strip of silken fabric, and as the gown fell so she bound Em's wrist joint behind her with the soft 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 shoulder 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 alternative but to ill-use out of her gown.

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

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

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

"No !"Em insisted.

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

"No !"Em said.

"Then you must learn to please a rooster,"Madame insisted."John your shaft please."

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

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

"Look,"I said.

"If you will not I am sure there are early valet leave to pay handsomely, fat ugly men ?"Madame suggested.

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

I had no choice but to do as they asked. My peter reared as Francois began to lap him tenderly with warm piddle and scented soap.

"Now kneel before your schoolmaster the dick and take him in your mouth and suction,"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 backtalk, breathe through your poke and suck gently and contain him to heaven."

Ems sassing closed around my knob end, then relaxed. I held her head in my paw and pulled her on to my cock. She choked.

"Breathe through your nose,"Madame reminded her.

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

"She is a natural !"Madame praised her,"Now soak up my beloved, draw the germ out, enrage his sensation with your tongue, give yourself to him, give yourself to your lord the cock !"

It was not the most eloquent way to teach Em but her breathing was now steady and she looked incredibly beautiful with her oral cavity spacious surface and filled to the brim with my cock.

"sufficiency or he will spill his seed,"Madame ordered,"You are Virgo the Virgin intacto ?"

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

"Excellent !"Madame declared

I stood there like an idiot with my dick at wax stretching but only for a mo. At a house from Madame so Francois slapped me around the face with a cold wet fabric. My extremity shrank instantly from the jar."What did you do that for ?"I demanded.

"To cool your fire of course,"Madame laughed,"Now you must allow us, we have women's study to do."

"What ?"I asked.

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

There was a tavern future door, I pulled up my knickerbockers, made myself decent and went thence where I sampled a steak and ale pie, though I doubt it contained any steak and precious lilliputian 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,"issue this."

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

The blue sky room was the big room, formerly the main response room when the bordello had been a town family. The walls were blue and at one end was a raised platform where skits and the like might be performed, Chairs largely focused upon the platform and a skilful few coves were seated there already. A rivet gangway led from the threshold to the platform so one might make quite an entrance.

Quite a few Ladies were also seated, Madame's Ladies you understand, not very well peeress. Seated with gentleman prior to retiring upstairs to their assorted chambers for the act of love, or what ever parts of the act of love life the man was prepared to pay for.

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

She was masked, a gilded grimace bit with ostrich plume. Her gown was exquisite in turquoise with shimmering gem stones, flowing to the base and beyond to make a train, but cut away so that from her shoulders it showed her beautiful shapely mounds before closing across her middle and opening again so her woman 's division and indeed the front of her legs were entirely stark. I stared. He char'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-hot sheets.

She swayed slightly as she walked. Nerves. Madame, Francois and two former Ladies accompanied her. She sat on the bed edge and Madame had her spread her branch to afford the crowd a better view of her private places.

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

"Do you stimulate your just the ticket ?"Madame enquired,"For the favorable 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 bell, 145, in my pocket. Oh my Godhead they had fiddled the vendue for Em's honour so I might be her first.

Oh in effect god, I feared I might not be up to the undertaking. But my phallus was straining against my bang, I now feared I might shoot my bolt before I could strip myself of my knee 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 have fallen on my side 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 loosened knickerbockers with one deal 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 have got kissed her and made her feel less nervous but I was seriously intoxicated with lustfulness. I could no more resist for a irregular 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 diminutive skirt showed I had claimed her. A second thrusting and a third base and I was entirely sheathed, my breeches round my articulatio talocruralis 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 dainty fingers until my breast was unfinished and I felt Ems bullet operose nipples and her soft yielding 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 Imperial gallon of my come 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 inconsequent the act of love is ? To find love we madam need to a greater extent than any man can render, why Francoise can assist a XII men in a I 60 minutes can you not cherie ?"

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

"One in battlefront and one ass and one in your lip is hone,"another lady named Michelle added, and two more with their members in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

"But now we practically auction your back enactment,"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 gown gone and her back end high in the air.

Gentlemen were bidding a ridiculous amount until finally a portly bibulous person elevated to the peerage who is well known as a adulterer but whose name I am forestall to repeat found himself the highest bidder.

He stepped forward, his patent knickers parted easily with a letters patent zipping fastener down the social movement and up the behind to let his pocket-sized outgrowth 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 kettle of fish 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 book binding enactment, lubricated now with the first gentleman's seed her anus gave up the unequal battle and allowed him cryptic inside her. Em cried out but whether in pleasure or pain none could screw. Another auction.

The ranks were thinning, gentlemen were roused and sought ma'am with which to affiliate privately, just a few remained hopeful that Em's musical passage would stay on tight enough to exhilarate them.

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

"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 take her property but now something protruded from her uterus, a control stick, as declamatory stave as any male appendage, and another large still in her brown hole.

She took Francois situation and the succeeding gentleman's gentleman came behind her. His extremity and the reefer together inside her was altogether too much. Poor Em gasped with uncontrolled delight as the whizz wracked her psyche until a fine mist squirted from her as her very maiden orgasmic moment filled her entire being with pleasure.

Madame held her hand,"Enjoy, this is your succeeding 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 trading floor, she helped Em overstretch the stick from her pussy and go it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

"Form a circle, finger free to ease yourselves gentlemen,"Madame suggested.

In a present moment of so it seemed a roundabout of men formed around her, their extremity extracted from their breeches and held in shaking paw 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 gown and stepped skinny to Em so her kitty was in from Em's face."Lick me darling."

Em tentatively licked Madame's festering, unaware that madame had recently had a pint of porthole wine poured within her, and found the taste most agreeable and began to lick and kiss her hungrily, but for a moment only as the men were driven crazy and spurts of silver come began to surge and burble Forth River splattering poor Em's naked body.

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

Em glistened with men 's seeded player, she looked despoiled, maculate and spent,"If any can get his semen in her mouth he can give birth her for the rest of the evening !"Madame laughed.

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

My semen flowed like a river and she made certainly everyone saw before she sucked me dry.

"takings me home John,"she said,"Please."

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

"Do you want me trick ?"she asked bluntly.

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

"And you will splice me because if you do not I own I shall be quite content, nay, very depicted object indeed to get a whore if Madame will own me.

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

"Excellent, for I fear the life of a whore would not suit, especially when men choose other peeress, it is very hurtful,"Madame confessed,"But here is your percentage of the pay for tonight, I take half you have the other, 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 boots as well but handed me her petticoat and stockings for condom keeping.

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

He dropped us at the end of the drive.

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

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

"Are you insatiable ?"I asked,

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

She lofted her robe. Her puss glistened in moonlight. In blink of an eye my breeches were down and we were one once more.

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

The swarm scudded across the moonlight as I shot my bolt of lightning once more and then we were away to the business firm and the inquisition as to where we had been.

"Where have you been ?"Father asked.

"Oh the cathouse in town,"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 St. John pushed a ebony ray up my bottom to heighten the pleasance,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to get married him !"

"Oh you brazen hussy !"Mother protested.

"audio a lot 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 stop John's wenching so well done I hope you will both be very well-chosen !"

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

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

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