Em It is 1823. In Lancashire England.

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

"Em, you have no lot, you have little option,"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 deity sake talking sense girl,"father insisted,"You're my ward now John has disappeared with that tart and your female parent has returned to Northumbria, and if I say you'll marry Archie then marry him you shall !"

She sulked. Not even a trace of a plot of cheat cheered her.

"I'm eighteen, why should I throw away my life 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 father says, you are too immature to know your own mind."

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

"You have no idea,"I snapped,"paramour and floozy have an awful time, abused from dusk boulder clay dawn. Serving wenches dressed like princesses, and then as they lose the bloom of youth they walk the streets and fornicate down back alleys. They leave their progeny at the church building gates and finally they end up short 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 lots ?"she demanded.



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

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

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

"No, really, I should care 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 good 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 customer some time previously when unbeknown to me my chums had arranged a special treat for my eighteenth 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 gleefulness,"A Virgo the 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 young lady ?"

"Yes, educated yes, sensitive no."I assured her,"One flock 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 immortal as they paw me and use me,"she looked at me wistfully,"They do not begin to equate with you cherie."

"I thank you Madame,"I said nervously.

"Do not concern, I shall not leap on your dick !"she laughed,"I prefer peeress these days, single with lilliputian fists which do not shoot down their dash and go soft before I am sated."

"Then you will help us ?"I asked.

"For a belittled considerateness,"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 desire 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 Town for a while and arrived at six of the clock precisely.

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

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

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

"Oui, we speak only side and the International language of making love here,"Madame explained,"semen see the other girls !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a petty posing elbow room. daughter sat bout in their dark 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 girls said very minuscule, Madame beckoned one to join us,"Francoise s'il vous plait,"and we left the session way and retired to madame's little dressing room.

"We had better incur you a suited gown cherie, Francoise, what size is Estelle do you cerebrate ?"

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

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

"What, with John watching ?"Em protested.

"Why of form, gentlemen enjoy watching us disrobe, you must drill until you can induce them wild with expectation,"Madame encouraged her.

"So they spill their germ in their knee pants,"Francoise muttered,"Not in us."

Em went to remove her shawl and before she had even set it down Francoise was busy undoing the lacing at her back. The laborious robe fell forward baring Ems sweet pink hummock. Em cupped her boob

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 to a greater extent of her charms as from someplace Francoise took a strip of silken fabric, and as the robe fell so she bound Em's wrists 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 blazonry under Em's shoulders 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 backrest and she had no option but to step out of her gown.

She stood helpless in her half-slip, boots and stockings,"Have you changed your mind 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 pick up to please a turncock,"Madame insisted."lav your hammer please."

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

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

"flavor,"I said.

"If you will not I am sure there are early gentlemen willing 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 lap him tenderly with warm water and scented soap.

"Now kneel before your passe-partout the dick and take him in your mouth and suction,"Madame ordered.

Em looked worried but she knelt and kissed the eye of my cock.

"C'est stark mon cherie,"Madame approved,"Now take him deeply in your mouth, breathe through your nuzzle and suck gently and deal him to heaven."

Ems sassing closed around my thickening end, then relaxed. I held her headspring in my hands and pulled her on to my cock. She choked.

"Breathe through your nozzle,"Madame reminded her.

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

"She is a raw !"Madame praised her,"Now suck up my love, draw the ejaculate out, enrage his senses with your glossa, dedicate yourself to him, apply yourself to your lord the cock !"

It was not the most eloquent way to instruct Em but her breathing was now steady and she looked incredibly beautiful with her sassing blanket open and filled to the lip 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 extract my cock. She nodded.

"Excellent !"Madame declared

I stood there like an idiot with my cock at full stretch but only for a bit. At a sign from Madame so Francois slapped me around the aspect with a cold wet cloth. My phallus shrank instantly from the jar."What did you do that for ?"I demanded.

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

"What ?"I asked.

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

There was a tap house adjacent room access, I pulled up my rear of barrel, made myself decent and went thence where I sampled a steak and ale pie, though I doubt it contained any steak and precious trivial ale before returning on the hour.

Madame would not see me,"We are not make !"she insisted,"Wait in the blue room."

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

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

The Blue room was the big room, formerly the main response room when the brothel had been a township mansion. The rampart were blue and at one end was a raised platform where skits and the like might be performed, chairperson largely focused upon the political program and a unspoilt few coves were seated there already. A rivet aisle led from the door to the platform so one might make quite an entrance.

Quite a few peeress were also seated, Madame's Ladies you understand, not ticket ladies. Seated with gentlemen prior to retiring upstairs to their various bedroom for the act of love, or what ever constituent of the act of beloved the gentleman was prepared to pay for.

There was an air of anticipation. Then the room access opened and the most exquisitely beautiful beast I have ever seen was pushed into the room.

She was masked, a gilded face slice with ostrich feathers. Her nightdress was exquisite in turquoise with shimmering gem I. F. Stone, flowing to the floor and beyond to organise a gear, but cut away so that from her articulatio humeri it showed her beautiful shapely mounds before closing across her middle and porta again so her woman 's parts and indeed the nominal head of her legs were entirely bare. I stared. He woman's component part 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 Edward Douglas White Jr. sheets.

She swayed slightly as she walked. face. Madame, Francois and two other Ladies accompanied her. She sat on the bed edge and Madame had her spread her pegleg to afford the crowd a better persuasion of her private places.

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

"Do you take in your tickets ?"Madame enquired,"For the golden number is ?"One of the cleaning woman 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 nobleman they had fiddled the vendue for Em's honour so I might be her first.

Oh good god, I feared I might not be up to the task. 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 transfix her.

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

Of grade I tripped and would throw fallen on my cheek except fortunately I fell on some bloated elderly man which broke my fall, though it upset him most considerably.

"One four five,"I shouted again, holding my loosened breeches 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 peg still spread.

A more considerate lover might consume kissed her and made her feeling less neural but I was seriously intoxicated with lecherousness. 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 parting and pressed firmly.

A cry like a petite bird showed I had claimed her. A moment thrust and a 3rd and I was entirely sheathed, my breech round my mortise joint 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 chest of drawers was bare and I felt Ems bullet knockout nipples and her soft yielding chest against my chest.

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

"Then allow me to quench your fervour,"I suggested and with that I let fly. Seemingly gallons of my ejaculate 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 loved we ladies need more than any man can provide, why Francoise can serve a twelve men in a ace hour can you not cherie ?"

"Of course of study 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 with their appendage in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

"But now we often auction your bet on 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 beat Em was kneeling over the bed end, her nightie gone and her back end high in the air.

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

He stepped forward, his patent breeches parted easily with a letters patent zipping fastener down the front and up the back end to let his mild appendage swing liberate and then with some difficulty, assisted by his batman and a Lady he mounted the platform and attempted to put on Em.

Her brown mess was more resistant than her front. Time and again he pressed until he entered somewhat more than a fraction and thereupon pellet his bolt.

He seemed well enough satisfied. Another auction and another cove tried to mount her game handing over, lubricated now with the first gentleman's seed her anus gave up the unequal struggle and allowed him deep inside her. Em cried out but whether in delight or painfulness none could acknowledge. Another auction.

The social rank were thinning, valet were roused and sought madam with which to consort privately, just a few remained hopeful that Em's passage would rest besotted enough to thrill them.

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

"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 convey her office but now something protruded from her womb, a peg, as vauntingly bout as any male extremity, and another larger still in her brown hole.

She took Francois situation and the following valet de chambre came behind her. His member and the stick together inside her was altogether too much. poor people Em gasped with uncontrolled delectation as the sensations wracked her brain until a fine mist squirted from her as her very outset 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 program and had her sit on the floor, she helped Em draw out the stick from her puss and move it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

"course a traffic circle, feel discharge to palliate yourselves gentlemen,"Madame suggested.

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

"Caress yourself, your puss, your titmouse, move upon the mighty rod,"Madame cajoled and then with a flourish she opened her own night-robe and stepped stuffy to Em so her pussy was column inch from Em's face."poke me darling."

Em tentatively licked Madame's pussycat, unaware that madame had recently had a dry pint of port wine poured within her, and found the sense of taste most agreeable and began to lick and kiss her hungrily, but for a moment only as the men were driven unfounded and spurt of silver gray germ began to surge and gurgle Forth splattering poor Em's naked body.

"Try for her sassing !"Madame laughed, her center, her poke !"

Em glistened with men 's seminal fluid, she looked despoiled, taint and pass,"If any can get his seed in her mouth he can have her for the balance 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 sure everyone saw before she sucked me dry.

"payoff me house John,"she said,"Please."

She walked decisively towards Madame's elbow room. She wiped the worst of the slime from her consistency 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 tie me because if you do not I own I shall be quite content, nay, very content indeed to become a whore if Madame will deliver me.

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

"Excellent, for I fear the life of a whore would not accommodate, especially when men choose early ma'am, it is very hurtful,"Madame confessed,"But here is your share of the earnings for tonight, I take one-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 underskirt and stockings for safety keeping.

We bade Madame farewell and hailed a hansom cab as we had money in excess, 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 flavour empty,"Em complained.

"Are you insatiate ?"I asked,

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

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

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

The cloud scudded across the Moon as I shot my dash 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 town,"Em explained,"John showed me how the ladies and men conjoin and afterwards we tried it for ourselves and found it very pleasant."

"You did what ?"Padre asked.

"Fornicated, and St. John the Apostle pushed a Diospyros ebenum tool up my freighter to deepen the pleasance,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to hook up with him !"

"Oh you brazen hussy !"Mother protested.

"Sounds much like the way you seduced me Marjory,"father admitted,"fountainhead 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 happy !"

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

"No, Em, you share John Lackland's bed from now on as it will be one less room to passion and one less fire for the maid to light.We can't afford to pine away coal.

Em giggled, female parent looked daggers. I just wanted to go to bed. With Em .