Em It is 1823. In Lancashire England.

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

"Em, you have no fate, you have short choice,"I explained in my"big Brother"purpose,"He is a worthy suitor."

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

"For gods sake public lecture sense girl,"father insisted,"You're my cellblock now bathroom has disappeared with that fancy woman 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 biz of Bromus secalinus cheered her.

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

"Because you are not yet twenty one twelvemonth of age or married,"I explained,"Therefore you must do as father says, you are too young to sleep with your own mind."

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

"You have no approximation,"I snapped,"paramour and streetwalkers have an terribly meter, abused from dusk trough first light. Serving skirt dressed like princesses, and then as they lose the bloom of youth they walk the streets and fornicate down back alleys. They leave their offspring at the church gate 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 often ?"she demanded.



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

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

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

"No, really, I should wish to see, to see, if I liked it."she said, her heart bright with excitement.

"Oh, very well. I shall have a word,"I agreed.

Now to be dependable I had no purpose 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 customer some time previously when unbeknown to me my chums had arranged a limited treat for my 18th natal day. An holy person had attended me and I had become a man.

It was with considerable trepidation that I approached Madame.

She listened with ill concealed mirthfulness,"A Virgin, she wishes to join my establishment !"

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

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

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

"Indeed Monsieur, they are not, how do you say, comely,"she sighed,"I have to stargaze that they look like Hellenic 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 occupy, I shall not spring on your cock !"she laughed,"I prefer ladies these days, single with diminutive fists which do not shoot their bolt of lightning and go soft before I am sated."

"Then you will help us ?"I asked.

"For a small condition,"she agreed.

Fortunately I had been lucky 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 want to go alone."

We made up a tale about visiting a admirer 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,"come in, amount in !"she beamed,"So you wish to be character of my maison of love, cherie ?"

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

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

"Oui, we speak only English language and the outside spoken language of love here,"Madame explained,"seed see the former girls !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a footling pose room. daughter sat round in their night dresses,"C'est Monique, Chantal, Ariadne, Violette, Francois, Annette,"she introduced Em to them,"Emily wishes to join us or should I say Estelle."

The missy said very little, Madame beckoned one to link up us,"Francoise s'il vous plait,"and we left the posing elbow room and retired to madame's lilliputian dressing room.

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

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

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

"What, with can watching ?"Em protested.

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

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

Em went to slay her shawl and before she had even set it down Francoise was fussy undoing the laces at her back. The heavy gown fell forward baring Ems sweet pinko hill. Em cupped her breasts

with her men 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 aphrodisiac or extremely ?"Madame asked ,.

Em 's surgical gown slipped down her limb showing ever more of her appealingness as from somewhere Francoise took a strip of silken fabric, and as the scrubs fell so she bound Em's wrists behind her with the voiced silken electric cord.

"W'what are you doing ?"Em asked with considerable concern.

"It is for your own sound cherie,"Madame said."Now stand still."

Em squirmed away, but Monique held her, Her munition 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 option but to step out of her gown.

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

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

"Have you had any peter 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 cock,"Madame insisted."John your cock please."

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

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

"aspect,"I said.

"If you will not I am sure there are other gentlemen unforced 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 cock reared as Francois began to wash him tenderly with fond water and scented soap.

"Now kneel before your master the turncock 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 tense mon cherie,"Madame approved,"Now take him deeply in your mouth, breathe through your nose and take up gently and take in him to heaven."

Ems sassing closed around my knob end, then relaxed. I held her head in my hands and pulled her on to my peter. 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 lifelike !"Madame praised her,"Now suck my dear, thread the seed out, enrage his senses with your clapper, give yourself to him, kick in yourself to your lord the rooster !"

It was not the most eloquent way to apprize Em but her breathing was now becalm and she looked incredibly beautiful with her back talk all-encompassing spread out and filled to the brim with my cock.

"Enough or he will spill his come,"Madame ordered,"You are Virgo intacto ?"

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

"Excellent !"Madame declared

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

"To cool your fervour of course,"Madame laughed,"Now you must leave us, we have women's employment to do."

"What ?"I asked.

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

There was a tavern next doorway, 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 small ale before returning on the hour.

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

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

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

The Blue room was the big room, formerly the main reception elbow room when the bordello had been a town house. The rampart were blue and at one end was a raised platform where skits and the ilk might be performed, hot seat largely focused upon the weapons platform and a soundly few coves were seated there already. A centre aisle 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 fine ladies. Seated with gentleman prior to retiring upstairs to their various chambers for the act of love, or what ever parts of the act of beloved the gentlemen 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 gilded cheek piece with Struthio camelus feathering. Her night-robe was exquisite in turquoise with shimmering gem stones, flowing to the floor and beyond to take shape a train, but cut away so that from her berm it showed her beautiful shapely mounds before closing across her middle and opening again so her woman 's parts and indeed the front of her branch were entirely stripped. I stared. He adult female'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 former Ladies accompanied her. She sat on the bed edge and Madame had her spread her pegleg to give the bunch a skillful view of her common soldier places.

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

"Do you deliver your tickets ?"Madame enquired,"For the lucky number is ?"One of the charwoman 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 sack. 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 labor. But my fellow member was straining against my belt, I now feared I might shoot my bolt before I could strip myself of my breeches and impale her.

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

Of line I tripped and would have fallen on my face 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 knee breeches with one paw as I did so.

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

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

A more considerate lover might sustain kissed her and made her flavor less flighty but I was seriously intoxicated with lust. I could no more resist for a s than fly to the moon.

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

A cry like a lilliputian bird showed I had claimed her. A sec push and a one-third and I was entirely sheathed, my breeches round my articulatio talocruralis still, my shirt still buttoned and my jacket crown still on. Francois helped divest me of jacket and shirt as I ploughed Em. Unbuttoning the shirt with her dainty fingers until my dresser was bare and I felt Ems bullet intemperately nipples and her diffuse yielding breasts 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 gallons of my seminal fluid gushed forth within her.

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

"He has spilled his source, that is all,"Madame explained,"Do you see how inconsequential the act of love is ? To finger have a go at it we ma'am need Sir Thomas More than any man can allow, why Francoise can serve a twelve men in a single hour can you not cherie ?"

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

"One in front line and one fundament and one in your mouthpiece is double-dyed,"another lady named Michelle added, and two more with their fellow member in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

"But now we practically 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 clock time I looked rhythm Em was kneeling over the bed end, her gown gone and her fundament high up in the air.

Gentlemen were bidding a nonsensical quantity until finally a portly drunken person elevated to the peerage who is well known as a fornicator but whose name I am forbidden to repeat found himself the high-pitched bidder.

He stepped forward, his patent breeches parted easily with a patent zipping fastener down the front and up the rear to let his humble outgrowth swing free and then with some trouble, assisted by his batman and a noblewoman he mounted the weapons platform and attempted to mount Em.

Her brown pickle was more resistant 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 back passage, lubricated now with the first gentleman's germ her anus gave up the unequal conflict and allowed him deep inside her. Em cried out but whether in pleasance or pain none could recognize. Another auction.

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

Em quietly entreated Madame for clemency."One moment,"Madame exclaimed and they rushed Em to Madame's fourth 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 masque once again to pack her berth but now something protruded from her womb, a stick, as large round as any manlike member, and another larger still in her brown hole.

She took Francois place and the next valet came behind her. His member and the pin together inside her was altogether too much. poor Em gasped with uncontrolled delight as the sensations wracked her brain until a delicately mist squirted from her as her very first orgasmic moment filled her entire 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 platform and had her sit on the storey, she helped Em pull the joystick from her Pus and travel it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

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

In a moment of so it seemed a circle of men formed around her, their appendage extracted from their breeches and held in shaking hands as they watched transfixed.

"Caress yourself, your pussycat, your titmouse, move upon the mighty rod,"Madame cajoled and then with a flourish she opened her own gown and stepped closer to Em so her puss was inches from Em's fount."lick me darling."

Em tentatively licked Madame's twat, unaware that madame had recently had a dry pint of port vino poured within her, and found the discernment most agreeable and began to lick and kiss her hungrily, but for a moment only as the men were driven unfounded and jet of silver grey seed began to surge and gurgle Forth River splattering wretched Em's naked body.

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

Em glistened with men 's seminal fluid, she looked despoiled, denigrate and expend,"If any can get his seeded player in her mouthpiece he can have her for the ease of the eventide !"Madame laughed.

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

My ejaculate flowed like a river and she made sure everyone saw before she sucked me dry.

"Take me home John the Evangelist,"she said,"Please."

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

"Do you want me John the Evangelist ?"she asked bluntly.

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

"And you will conjoin me because if you do not I own I shall be quite content, nay, very subject indeed to go a woman of the street if Madame will make me.

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

"Excellent, for I fear the aliveness of a whore would not suit, especially when men choose early ladies, it is very injurious,"Madame confessed,"But here is your share of the pay for tonight, I take one-half you have the other, I think that is fair."

Madame handed me a big bag of amber coins,"Your married woman was very popular,"she laughed.

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

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

He dropped us at the end of the drive.

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

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

"Are you insatiable ?"I asked,

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

She lofted her robe. Her sanies glistened in moonshine. In trice my knickers were down and we were one once more.

The wooden shaft clattered to the story 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 house and the inquisition as to where we had been.

"Where have you been ?"Father asked.

"Oh the brothel in township,"Em explained,"lavatory 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 John the Evangelist pushed a ebony shaft up my bum to rise the joy,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to marry him !"

"Oh you brazen hussy !"Mother protested.

"audio much like the way you seduced me Marjory,"father admitted,"well solves the Cuthbole problem, he won't want you if you're not virtuous and it will intercept 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 way to heat and one to a lesser extent fire for the maid to light.We can't afford to emaciate coal.

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