Em It is 1823. In Lancashire England.

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

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

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

"For gods sake talk mother wit young woman,"father insisted,"You're my cellblock now John has disappeared with that cyprian 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 proffer of a plot of chess cheered her.

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

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

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

"You have no idea,"I snapped,"paramour and streetwalkers have an horrendous clip, abused from dusk till dawn. Serving wenches dressed like princesses, and then as they lose the bloom of young they walk the streets and fornicate down back back street. They leave their progeny at the church Bill Gates and finally they end up bushed 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 know so often ?"she demanded.



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

"Really !"she gasped delightedly,"Shall you ask 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 of honor,"I agreed.

Now to be reliable I had no intent 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 formation. I had been as a customer some time previously when unbeknown to me my sidekick had arranged a special treat for my 18th 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 mirth,"A Virgin, she wishes to unite my establishment !"

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

"She is a Lady ? yes ?"she asked,"Not a servant, an educated young lady ?"

"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 daydream that they look like Hellenic language gods as they paw me and use me,"she looked at me wistfully,"They do not lead off to compare with you cherie."

"I thank you Madame,"I said nervously.

"Do not occupy, I shall not leap on your stopcock !"she laughed,"I prefer ladies these daylight, one with tiny fist which do not shoot their bolts and go soft before I am sated."

"Then you will help us ?"I asked.

"For a minuscule consideration,"she agreed.

Fortunately I had been favorable at carte 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 need to go alone."

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

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

Madame greeted us like long lost friends,"semen in, get along in !"she beamed,"So you wish to be part of my maison of love, cherie ?"

"Oui Madame,"Em replied. Madame looked interested. 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 and the international language of love here,"Madame explained,"Come see the other miss !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a trivial seance room. Girls sat round in their night dresses,"C'est Monique, Chantal, Ariadne, Violette, Francois, Annette,"she introduced Em to them,"Emily wishes to link up us or should I say Estelle."

The girls said very lilliputian, Madame beckoned one to fall in 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 tense Madame,"Francoise agreed,"Like Monique ?"

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

"What, with John watching ?"Em protested.

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

"So they spill their ejaculate 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 lace at her vertebral column. The overweight robe fell forward baring Ems sweet pink cumulus. Em cupped her tit

with her script 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 gown slipped down her arms showing ever More of her appealingness as from somewhere Francoise took a comic strip of silken fabric, and as the gown 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 articulatio humeri crossing over to cup Em's bosom as Madame reached around and pushed Em's gown to the floor.

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

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

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

"wealthy person 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 pick up to please a stopcock,"Madame insisted."can your cock please."

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

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

"Look,"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 can,"Em said quietly.

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

"Now kneel before your master the cock and take him in your sassing 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 oral cavity, breathe through your nose and suck in gently and occupy him to heaven."

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

"Breathe through your nose,"Madame reminded her.

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

"She is a instinctive !"Madame praised her,"Now suck my dear, draw the germ out, enrage his sentiency with your tongue, pass on yourself to him, pass yourself to your lord the stopcock !"

It was not the most eloquent way to instruct Em but her ventilation was now steadfast and she looked incredibly beautiful with her mouth wide of the mark open 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 extract my hammer. She nodded.

"Excellent !"Madame declared

I stood there like an moron with my cock at replete stretching but only for a moment. At a sign from Madame so Francois slapped me around the cheek with a cold wet fabric. My member shrank instantly from the shock."What did you do that for ?"I demanded.

"To cool your ardour of class,"Madame laughed,"Now you must pass on 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,"regaining in one hour, yes ?"

There was a tavern 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 cherished little ale before returning on the hour.

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

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

A elusion of theme with a turn on it. 145.

The Blue room was the big room, formerly the main reception room when the bawdyhouse had been a town household. The walls were blue and at one end was a raised program where skits and the like might be performed, Chairs largely focused upon the platform and a right few coves were seated there already. A centre aisle led from the doorway to the political program so one might make quite an entrance.

Quite a few Ladies were also seated, Madame's dame you understand, not very well ladies. Seated with gentlemen prior to retiring upstairs to their diverse sleeping room for the act of dear, or what ever constituent of the act of love the valet was prepared to pay for.

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

She was masked, a grand nerve firearm with ostrich feathering. Her gown was exquisite in turquoise with shimmering gem Stone, flowing to the floor and beyond to form 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 char 's parting and indeed the movement of her legs were entirely mere. I stared. He womanhood'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. nervus. Madame, Francois and two other Ladies accompanied her. She sat on the bed edge and Madame had her spread her peg to afford the bunch a better persuasion of her individual places.

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

"Do you induce your tickets ?"Madame enquired,"For the favorable 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 Melville Bell, 145, in my air hole. Oh my lord they had fiddled the vendue for Em's honour so I might be her first.

Oh dear god, I feared I might not be up to the chore. But my appendage was straining against my belt, I now feared I might shoot my bolt before I could undress myself of my breeches and impale her.

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

Of course I tripped and would deliver fallen on my font 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 untie knickers with one hired man as I did so.

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

Em still sat on the boundary of the bed. Her legs still spread.

A more considerate lover might have kissed her and made her look less aflutter but I was seriously intoxicated with luxuria. I could no more resist for a second than fly to the moon.

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

A cry like a tiny bird showed I had claimed her. A second thrust and a third and I was entirely sheathed, my breeches round my articulatio talocruralis still, my shirt still buttoned and my jacket still on. Francois helped strip me of jacket and shirt as I ploughed Em. Unbuttoning the shirt with her dainty fingers until my bureau was unfinished and I felt Ems bullet hard nipples and her soft yielding breast against my chest.

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

"Then countenance me to snuff out your fires,"I suggested and with that I let fly. Seemingly gallons of my come gushed forth within her.

"Oh no !"Em protested,"Oh what have you done !"

"He has spilled his cum, that is all,"Madame explained,"Do you see how inconsequent the act of love is ? To find loved we ladies need more than any man can supply, why Francoise can swear out a 12 men in a undivided hour can you not cherie ?"

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

"One in front and one behind and one in your mouth is perfect,"another lady named Michelle added, and two more than with their penis in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

"But now we much auction your backwards 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 cycle Em was kneeling over the bed end, her robe gone and her backside eminent in the air.

Gentlemen were bidding a ridiculous quantity until finally a portly drunken person elevated to the peerage who is well known as a fornicator but whose figure I am tabu to retell found himself the high bidder.

He stepped forward, his patent breeches parted easily with a patent of invention zipping fastener down the front line and up the keister to let his minor process swing resign and then with some difficulty, assisted by his batman and a madam he mounted the platform and attempted to mount Em.

Her brown fix was more resistant than her movement. Time and again he pressed until he entered somewhat to a greater extent than a fraction and thereupon shot his bolt.

He seemed well enough satisfied. Another auction and another cove tried to mount her back transit, lubricated now with the first gentleman's seed her anus gave up the unequal struggle and allowed him inscrutable inside her. Em cried out but whether in joy or pain sensation none could bang. Another auction.

The membership were thinning, gentlemen were roused and sought peeress with which to accord privately, just a few remained hopeful that Em's passage would remain tight enough to shiver them.

Em quietly entreated Madame for mercy."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 banter ensued but Em was brought back. Naked now but for her mask once again to train her property but now something protruded from her womb, a pin, as large round as any male process, and another great still in her Brown University hole.

She took Francois place and the next gentleman came behind her. His penis and the joint together inside her was altogether too much. Poor Em gasped with uncontrolled delight as the sensations wracked her brain until a very well mist squirted from her as her very first orgasmic moment filled her full being with pleasure.

Madame held her hand,"Enjoy, this is your future 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 political platform and had her sit on the level, she helped Em pull the stick from her pus and move it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

"signifier a roofy, feel free to salve yourselves man,"Madame suggested.

In a minute of so it seemed a roach of men formed around her, their appendages extracted from their breeches and held in shaking manpower as they watched transfixed.

"Caress yourself, your puss, your knocker, move upon the mighty rod,"Madame cajoled and then with a wave she opened her own robe and stepped closer to Em so her puss was inches from Em's font."Lick me darling."

Em tentatively licked Madame's pussy, unaware that madame had recently had a pint of port wine poured within her, and found the taste most agreeable and began to lap up and kiss her hungrily, but for a present moment only as the men were driven fantastic and squirt of silver ejaculate began to surge and gurgle Forth splattering pathetic Em's naked body.

"Try for her mouth !"Madame laughed, her eyes, her olfactory organ !"

Em glistened with men 's seed, she looked despoiled, sully and pass,"If any can get his seed 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 appendage in her mouth and sucked.

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

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

She walked decisively towards Madame's elbow room. She wiped the forged of the goop from her organic structure and threw off the masquerade while still gently fingering her puss.

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

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

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

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

"Excellent, for I fear the life-time of a whore would not suit, especially when men choose other ma'am, it is very hurtful,"Madame confessed,"But here is your part of the salary for tonight, I take half you have the early, I think that is fair."

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

Em pulled her own gown on, her boot as well but handed me her underskirt and stockings for safe 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 cart clattered away.

"I feel drop, my sanies flavor empty,"Em complained.

"Are you insatiable ?"I asked,

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

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

The wooden shaft of light clattered to the floor and I started to Irish pound her."kiss me,"she whispered and we kissed as I pleasured her and she pleasured me.

The clouds scudded across the Sun Myung Moon as I shot my dash once more and then we were away to the theater and the inquisition as to where we had been.

"Where have you been ?"Father asked.

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

"You did what ?"Father asked.

"Fornicated, and trick pushed a ebony shaft up my bottom to heighten the joy,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to splice him !"

"Oh you brazen hussy !"mother protested.

"audio lots 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 stop trick'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 Saint John the Apostle's bed from now on as it will be one to a lesser extent way to heat and one LE flame for the amah to light.We can't afford to neutralize coal.

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