Em It is 1823. In Lancashire England.

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

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

"He is debile and disgusting, I should rather be a street walking lady of pleasure than marry him !"she snapped.

"For gods sake talk sense fille,"father insisted,"You're my cellblock now john has disappeared with that whore 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 proffer of a game of Bromus secalinus cheered her.

"I'm XVIII, why should I throw my aliveness away ?"she asked as I tried to soothe her.

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

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

"You have no idea,"I snapped,"Concubines and slattern have an atrocious meter, abused from evenfall till dawn. Serving wenches 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 progeny at the church Bill Gates and finally they end up suddenly 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 very much ?"she demanded.



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

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

"Rather like taking one's own ale to an ale business firm,"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 consume a give-and-take,"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 establishment. I had been as a client some clock time previously when unbeknownst to me my chums had arranged a special treat for my eighteenth birthday. An holy man had attended me and I had become a man.

It was with considerable trepidation that I approached Madame.

She listened with ill concealed gloat,"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 dame ?"

"Yes, educated yes, reasonable no."I assured her,"One wad of your patronage and she will run a mile !"

"Indeed Monsieur, they are not, how do you say, comely,"she sighed,"I have to stargaze that they look like Greek deity 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 worry, I shall not leap on your putz !"she laughed,"I prefer ladies these solar day, ones with tiny fists which do not frivol away their bolt of lightning and go soft before I am sated."

"Then you will help us ?"I asked.

"For a diminished consideration,"she agreed.

Fortunately I had been lucky at cards recently and the sum was within my substance, 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 friend and actually set forth just after luncheon the adjacent day.

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

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

"Oui Madame,"Em replied. Madame looked refer. 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,"ejaculate see the other girls !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a footling session elbow room. Girls sat round in their night dress,"C'est Monique, Chantal, Ariadne, Violette, Francois, Annette,"she introduced Em to them,"Emily wishes to bring together us or should I say Estelle."

The missy said very niggling, Madame beckoned one to join us,"Francoise s'il vous braid,"and we left the seance room and retired to madame's lilliputian dressing room.

"We had better obtain you a desirable night-robe cherie, Francoise, what sizing is Estelle do you call up ?"

"perfect tense Madame,"Francoise agreed,"Like Monique ?"

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

"What, with John watching ?"Em protested.

"Why of trend, valet de chambre enjoy watching us disrobe, you must practice until you can make them wild with expectancy,"Madame encouraged her.

"So they spill their seed in their knickers,"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 backbone. The large nightie fell forward baring Ems sweet-flavored pink mounds. Em cupped her breasts

with her workforce to blot out 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 magical spell as from somewhere Francoise took a strip of satiny cloth, and as the robe fell so she bound Em's radiocarpal joint behind her with the subdued silken cord.

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

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

Em squirmed away, but Monique held her, Her blazon 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 book binding and she had no selection but to step out of her gown.

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

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

"have you had any cock yet ? John maybe ?"Madame asked.

"No !"Em insisted.

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

"No !"Em said.

"Then you must learn to delight a putz,"Madame insisted."John your cock please."

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

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

"Look,"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 trick,"Em said quietly.

I had no selection but to do as they asked. My cock reared as Francois began to wash out him tenderly with warmly pee and scented soap.

"Now kneel before your passe-partout the cock and claim 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 oral cavity, breathe through your nose and suck gently and withdraw him to heaven."

Ems back talk 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 olfactory organ,"Madame reminded her.

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

"She is a cancel !"Madame praised her,"Now suck my dear, draw the semen out, enrage his senses with your tongue, impart yourself to him, pass on yourself to your lord the cock !"

It was not the most eloquent way to instruct Em but her breathing was now stiff and she looked incredibly beautiful with her mouth all-embracing open air and filled to the lip with my cock.

"sufficiency or he will disgorge his seed,"Madame ordered,"You are Virgin intacto ?"

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

"Excellent !"Madame declared

I stood there like an retard with my cock at full stretch but only for a consequence. At a foretoken from Madame so Francois slapped me around the face with a insensate wet cloth. My member shrank instantly from the jolt."What did you do that for ?"I demanded.

"To cool down your fervour of course of study,"Madame laughed,"Now you must leave us, we have woman'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 60 minutes, yes ?"

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

Madame would not see me,"We are not ready !"she insisted,"time lag in the blue room."

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

A elusion of report with a phone number on it. 145.

The Blue room was the big elbow room, formerly the chief reception room when the bordello had been a town house. The bulwark were blue and at one end was a raised platform where skits and the the likes of might be performed, Chairs largely focused upon the political platform and a good few coves were seated there already. A pore aisle led from the room access to the platform so one might have quite an entrance.

Quite a few ma'am were also seated, Madame's Ladies you understand, not fine ladies. Seated with gentleman's gentleman prior to retiring upstairs to their various chambers for the act of love, or what ever region 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 princely face piece with ostrich plumage. Her gown was exquisite in turquoise with shimmering gem stones, flowing to the floor and beyond to mould a gear, but cut away so that from her shoulders it showed her beautiful shapely mounds before closing across her middle and scuttle again so her woman 's function and indeed the front of her wooden leg were entirely bare. I stared. He cleaning 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 chopine whereon I saw a bed had been placed, a bed with sparkling white sheets.

She swayed slightly as she walked. boldness. Madame, Francois and two former dame accompanied her. She sat on the bed border and Madame had her spread her legs to afford the gang a better view of her individual places.

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

"Do you have your tickets ?"Madame enquired,"For the favourable 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 gong, 145, in my pocket. Oh my lord they had fiddled the auction for Em's honour so I might be her first.

Oh adept god, I feared I might not be up to the task. But my member was straining against my belt, I now feared I might pullulate my deadbolt before I could deprive myself of my breech and spike her.

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

Of course I tripped and would suffer fallen on my face except fortunately I fell on some bloated older gentleman which broke my fall, though it upset him most considerably.

"One four five,"I shouted again, holding my loosened knee pants with one hand as I did so.

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

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

A more considerate lover might make kissed her and made her tone less flighty 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 extremity against her slightly parted woman 's parts and pressed firmly.

A cry like a tiny boo showed I had claimed her. A secondment thrust and a third and I was entirely sheathed, my breeches round my ankle joint still, my shirt still buttoned and my jacket still on. Francois helped deprive me of jacket and shirt as I ploughed Em. Unbuttoning the shirt with her goody fingerbreadth until my chest was denudate and I felt Ems bullet firmly nipples and her cushy concession bosom against my chest.

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

"Then allow me to quench your fires,"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 cum, 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 dozen men in a single hour can you not cherie ?"

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

"One in social movement and one prat and one in your mouth is perfective tense,"another noblewoman named Michelle added, and two more with their members in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

"But now we a good deal auction your back musical passage,"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 rhythm Em was kneeling over the bed end, her robe gone and her backside richly in the air.

Gentlemen were bidding a nonsensical total until finally a portly drunken person elevated to the peerage who is well known as a fornicator but whose gens I am prohibited to repeat found himself the highest bidder.

He stepped forward, his patent of invention breeches parted easily with a letters patent zipping fastener down the forepart and up the back to let his low process swing free and then with some difficulty, assisted by his batman and a lady he mounted the chopine and attempted to mount Em.

Her browned hole 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 bridge and another cove tried to mount her spinal column passage, lubricated now with the beginning gentleman's seminal fluid her anus gave up the unequal struggle and allowed him deep inside her. Em cried out but whether in pleasure or pain none could know. Another auction.

The social station were thinning, valet de chambre were roused and sought gentlewoman with which to fit in privately, just a few remained aspirer that Em's passage would remain tight enough to beatify them.

Em quietly entreated Madame for mercy."One here and now,"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 give-and-take ensued but Em was brought back. Naked now but for her mask once again to take her shoes but now something protruded from her womb, a pin, as large round of golf as any male appendage, and another larger still in her brown hole.

She took Francois place and the future gentleman came behind her. His member and the stick together inside her was altogether too lots. Poor Em gasped with uncontrolled delight as the wizard wracked her brain until a OK mist squirted from her as her very first orgasmic mo filled her entire being with pleasure.

Madame held her handwriting,"Enjoy, this is your futurity 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 draw the stick from her puss and motivate it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

"Form a roofy, feel free to relieve yourselves gentleman,"Madame suggested.

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

"Caress yourself, your twat, your tits, move upon the mighty rod,"Madame cajoled and then with a thrive she opened her own night-robe and stepped nearer to Em so her puss was inch from Em's face."Lick me darling."

Em tentatively licked Madame's Pus, unaware that madame had recently had a pint of port wine poured within her, and found the taste most conformable and began to drub and kiss her hungrily, but for a second only as the men were driven wild and spurts of silver gray seed began to scend and ripple Forth River splattering hapless Em's naked body.

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

Em glistened with men 's ejaculate, she looked despoiled, sullied and drop,"If any can get his ejaculate in her sassing he can have her for the relaxation 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 enough everyone saw before she sucked me dry.

"take me home whoremaster,"she said,"Please."

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

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

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

"And you will get married 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 consume me.

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

"Excellent, for I fear the life of a whore would not beseem, especially when men choose early noblewoman, it is very hurtful,"Madame confessed,"But here is your percentage of the earnings 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 democratic,"she laughed.

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

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

He dropped us at the end of the drive.

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

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

"Are you insatiable ?"I asked,

"I have a wooden beam of light up my bottom exciting me remember,"she said,"And the cart made me finger really squiffy."

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

The wooden ray of light clattered to the base 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 star sign and the inquisition as to where we had been.

"Where have you been ?"sire asked.

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

"You did what ?"Father asked.

"Fornicated, and John pushed a Diospyros ebenum shaft up my bottom to deepen the pleasure,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to splice him !"

"Oh you brazen hussy !"mother protested.

"Sounds a lot like the way you seduced me Marjory,"father admitted,"well solves the Cuthbole problem, he won't want you if you're not vestal and it will hold on John's wenching so well done I hope you will both be very glad !"

"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 lupus erythematosus room to heat and one less flak for the maid to light.We can't afford to neutralise coal.

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