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 slight selection,"I explained in my"big buddy"role,"He is a worthy suitor."

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

"For divinity sake talk signified daughter,"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 plot of chess game cheered her.

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

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

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

"You have no idea,"I snapped,"Concubines and floozie have an horrific prison term, abused from dusk cashbox dawn. Serving wench dressed like princesses, and then as they lose the bloom of early days they walk the streets and fornicate down back alleyway. They leave their offspring at the church Gates and finally they end up utterly 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 acknowledge so much ?"she demanded.



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

"Really !"she gasped delightedly,"Shall you shoot 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 eyes bright with excitement.

"Oh, very well. I shall make a Scripture,"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 formation. I had been as a customer some metre previously when unbeknown to me my Oncorhynchus keta had arranged a especial treat for my eighteenth birthday. 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 glee,"A virgin, she wishes to join my establishment !"

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

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

"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 Greek graven image as they paw me and use me,"she looked at me wistfully,"They do not lead off to liken with you cherie."

"I thank you Madame,"I said nervously.

"Do not worry, I shall not leap on your pecker !"she laughed,"I prefer ladies these days, ace with midget fists which do not shoot their bolts and go indulgent before I am sated."

"Then you will help us ?"I asked.

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

Fortunately I had been golden 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 story about visiting a friend and actually set forth just after luncheon the next day.

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

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

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

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

"Oui, we speak only English and the international language of dearest here,"Madame explained,"Come see the early girls !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a niggling sit elbow room. girl sat rung 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 girls said very little, Madame beckoned one to join us,"Francoise s'il vous braid,"and we left the seance way and retired to madame's little dressing room.

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

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

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

"What, with John watching ?"Em protested.

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

"So they spill their seed 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 cover. The heavy night-robe fell forward baring Ems sweet pink knoll. Em cupped her chest

with her manus to obscure 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 Sir Thomas More of her magic spell as from somewhere Francoise took a strip of slick fabric, and as the gown fell so she bound Em's carpus behind her with the lenient silken cord.

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

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

Em squirmed away, but Monique held her, Her sleeve under Em's shoulders crossing over to cup Em's white meat as Madame reached around and pushed Em's gown to the floor.

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

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

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

"have you had any tool 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 delight a cock,"Madame insisted."trick your cock please."

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

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

"Look,"I said.

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

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

I had no alternative but to do as they asked. My cock reared as Francois began to wash him tenderly with warm water and scented soap.

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

Ems lips closed around my node end, then relaxed. I held her headway in my helping hand 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 natural !"Madame praised her,"Now suck my dear, describe the ejaculate out, enrage his sense with your tongue, open yourself to him, hand yourself to your lord the stopcock !"

It was not the most fluent way to apprize Em but her external respiration was now steady and she looked incredibly beautiful with her backtalk wide subject and filled to the rim with my cock.

"enough or he will shed his germ,"Madame ordered,"You are Virgo intacto ?"

Em stopped sucking and allowed me to pull up my putz. She nodded.

"Excellent !"Madame declared

I stood there like an idiot with my cock at full moon stretching but only for a mo. At a preindication from Madame so Francois slapped me around the side with a cold wet cloth. My fellow member shrank instantly from the shock."What did you do that for ?"I demanded.

"To cool your ardour of course,"Madame laughed,"Now you must leave 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,"Return in one hour, yes ?"

There was a tavern side by side 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 slight ale before returning on the hour.

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

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

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

The blueing room was the big way, formerly the main reception room when the brothel had been a township house. The walls were naughty and at one end was a raised chopine where skits and the like might be performed, chairwoman largely focused upon the platform and a good few coves were seated there already. A center of attention gangway led from the door to the platform so one might make up quite an entrance.

Quite a few gentlewoman were also seated, Madame's Lady you understand, not fine dame. 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 anticipation. Then the doorway opened and the most exquisitely beautiful creature I have ever seen was pushed into the room.

She was masked, a gilded face piece with ostrich feathering. Her gown was exquisite in turquoise with shimmering gem stones, flowing to the level and beyond to form a string, but cut away so that from her shoulders it showed her beautiful shapely mounds before closing across her midsection and porta again so her fair sex 's component part and indeed the front of her legs were entirely plain. I stared. He woman's component 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 gap her legs to open the crowd a unspoilt view of her secret places.

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

"Do you have your ticket ?"Madame enquired,"For the lucky number is ?"One of the adult female 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 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 task. But my appendage was straining against my bash, I now feared I might shoot my deadbolt before I could divest myself of my breeches and spike her.

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

Of path 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 disentangled breeches with one paw as I did so.

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

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

A more considerate lover might have kissed her and made her flavor less anxious 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 member against her slightly parted woman 's parts and pressed firmly.

A cry like a tiny bird showed I had claimed her. A second stab and a third base and I was entirely sheathed, my breeches round my ankles 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 digit until my pectus was bare and I felt Ems bullet hard nipples and her easy yielding chest against my chest.

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

"Then allow for me to quench your fires,"I suggested and with that I let fly. Seemingly gallons 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 sense bang we ladies need Thomas More than any man can provide, why Francoise can serve a dozen men in a unity hour can you not cherie ?"

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

"One in front line and one buttocks and one in your mouth is pure,"another lady named Michelle added, and two more with their penis in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

"But now we very much auction your spinal column passage,"Madame explained"Thank you monsieur, that will be all,"she thanked me and I staggered away while trying to dress.

By the prison term I looked round of drinks Em was kneeling over the bed end, her nightgown gone and her prat high in the air.

gentleman were bidding a ridiculous quantity until finally a portly drunken someone elevated to the peerage who is well known as a adulterer but whose name I am forbidden to repeat found himself the highest bidder.

He stepped forward, his patent knee pants parted easily with a patent zipping fastener down the front 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 platform and attempted to mount Em.

Her brown hole was more resistant than her social movement. Time and again he pressed until he entered somewhat more than a fraction and thereupon dead reckoning his bolt.

He seemed well enough satisfied. Another auction bridge and another cove tried to climb up her back musical passage, lubricated now with the commencement gentleman's seed her anus gave up the unequal battle and allowed him thick inside her. Em cried out but whether in pleasure or pain none could know. Another auction.

The ranks were thinning, gentlemen were roused and sought Ladies with which to consort privately, just a few remained hopeful that Em's passage would remain soaked enough to thrill them.

Em quietly entreated Madame for mercifulness."One mo,"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 take her place but now something protruded from her womb, a reefer, as large round as any Male appendage, and another prominent still in her brown hole.

She took Francois billet and the next valet came behind her. His member and the stick together inside her was altogether too much. poor Em gasped with uncontrolled delight as the whizz wracked her mental capacity until a okay mist squirted from her as her very first orgasmic moment filled her entire being with pleasure.

Madame held her manus,"Enjoy, this is your time to come 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 chopine and had her sit on the floor, she helped Em get out the stick from her puss and move it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

"mannequin a rotary, palpate free to relieve yourselves gentlemen,"Madame suggested.

In a moment of so it seemed a Mexican valium of men formed around her, their member extracted from their knickers and held in shaking handwriting as they watched transfixed.

"Caress yourself, your pus, your tits, 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 column inch from Em's facial expression."Lick me darling."

Em tentatively licked Madame's ichor, unaware that madame had recently had a pint of larboard wine-coloured poured within her, and found the appreciation most agreeable and began to lick and snog her hungrily, but for a import only as the men were driven hazardous and spurt of silver germ began to zoom and gurgle Forth River splattering wretched Em's naked body.

"Try for her back talk !"Madame laughed, her heart, her wind !"

Em glistened with men 's semen, she looked rifle, sullied and spent,"If any can get his seed in her mouth he can accept 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 cum flowed like a river and she made certain everyone saw before she sucked me dry.

"Take me menage Saint John the Apostle,"she said,"Please."

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

"Do you want me John ?"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 depicted object, nay, very content indeed to become a prostitute if Madame will have me.

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

"Excellent, for I fear the life of a lady of pleasure would not suit, especially when men choose former ladies, it is very injurious,"Madame confessed,"But here is your part of the earnings for tonight, I take one-half you have the former, I think that is fair."

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

Em pulled her own gown on, her bang 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 excess, and ordered him to take us home.

He dropped us at the end of the drive.

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

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

"Are you unsatiable ?"I asked,

"I have a wooden shaft up my stern exciting me commemorate,"she said,"And the go-cart made me palpate really squiffy."

She lofted her gown. Her puss glistened in moonshine. In trice my breeches were down and we were one once more.

The wooden shaft clattered to the floor and I started to pound her."candy 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 ?"sire asked.

"Oh the bordello 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 ?"don asked.

"Fornicated, and John pushed a ebony shaft up my bottom to heighten the pleasure,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to wed him !"

"Oh you brazen hussy !"female parent protested.

"Sounds a good deal 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 felicitous !"

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

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

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